#new year forecast

[tamasiktaro]

2023 in vedic numerology

2023 is a year ruled by the number 7, which is represented by the planet Ketu, known as the Dragon's Tail in Western astrology.

While 2022 had the lust for life that is characteristic of Venus, 2023 will be more spiritual.

The god Ketu is a body without a head (his brother Rahu is a head without a body), meaning that in 2023, intuition will reign over intellect. It may be a year where people feel more sensitive and in tune with the energies around them. In 2023, our sixth sense will be stronger.

In a collective sense, people will rediscover their spirituality, and mysticism can make a comeback. On the other side, it may also be a year marked by fear and gregarious, irrational behavior.

2023 might not be an especially productive year, as material gains won't be in the spotlight -- though Chinese astrology begs to differ: the year of the Black Rabbit, starting on January 22, will be all about abundance and fertility.

The energy of Ketu brings introspection and self-knowledge. This year, we will learn a lot about ourselves and become more observant of other people's behaviors. Ketu represents the mysterious and the supernatural, as well as ruptures and losses; loss is the keyword when it comes to Ketu, so losses are expected in 2023.

Stripped of all worldly ambitions, isolated, and immersed in his own world, the hermit is a Ketuvian archetype.

People will witness the end of an important cycle in their lives: Ketu takes away so we can grow and find fulfillment within ourselves. So, 2023 may be a defining year where losses cause drastic changes, paving the way for a new era, either collectively or individually. Ketu invites us to pause, wise up, and take a rest from the passionate energy of 2022.

Sometimes, it may feel like the world is on standby and no progress is being made. With the conflicting vibrations of gains and losses, 2023 may feel like a casino, with life giving us what we want only to take it away, which makes us feel worse than if we had never had it.

That's because 2023 will be a year of detachment, which is Ketu's greatest lesson to us: things and people come and go, so do not cling to them desperately. The good things will end eventually, and so will the bad ones. Patience and inner peace will be much needed this year. A little escapism and daydreaming (Ketu's gifts) won't be bad either.

An advice: keep your expectations low, and don't become addicted to your happiness.

Ketu's remedies

Following the Vedic belief that practical yet pious actions can attract a planetary god's favor, here's a list of things you can do to minimize the negative effect of Ketu while enhancing his positive influence:

feeding stray dogs and being good to dogs in general, as dogs are Ketu's animals.

listening, writing or chanting (either loudly or in your head) Ketu's and Ganesha's mantras.

being more spiritual and spending more time alone in contemplative activities. It doesn't have to be meditation; not everyone likes to meditate, and forced meditation can be quite harmful. Writing in a journal, listening to spiritually enhancing music, and taking walks in nature are also contemplative activities. Whatever puts you in a state of devotion.

wearing a cat's eye gemstone

wearing light-colored clothes and accessories, and donating brown-colored items

helping the homeless and nomads in general

if it's not against your faith, worshipping Lord Ganesha, Lord Shiva, and Lord Ketu himself.

Have a happy, blessed 2023! 🤍

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[tleeaves]

So many people I talk to want a bookish gamer girl who's quick and relentless with comebacks, is kinda depressed, is either alt/goth, and has ADHD or a hint of the 'tism in theory. 'Cause in practice they overlook a lot of those women. Wonder why that is.

#day 246 of mentally flipping off these people #I swear guys in particular are deathly allergic to dating #the guys who WOULD date me are the ones that scare and or creep me out #hot girl summer this year is actually gonna be spent with me not being romantically involved with anyone according to my forecast #I have some good books and movies lined up #new videogames too #let's not forget about christmas #wish it snowed here but eh at least there'll be beach days with my new swimsuit #this is probably my first unromantic summer in years and I'm actually relieved about that despite the tone I gave off above #going on dates and trying to talk to new people is exhausting #hell being emotionally attached to people in ways other than platonic is exhausting #so take my complaints with a grain of salt because I'm now resigning myself to not looking and unavailable for the rest of my degree #which means any complaints about being lonely are pretty mild #I'm enjoying feeling like I can breathe again

[vergess]

Listen I just.

I'm very sorry for saying this so I'm scheduling it for a few days into the year instead of a few minutes before midnight, but with all of the cultural and biological factors at play it is my sincere belief that winter 2023 is going to be one of the worst ones for the plague and that 2023 itself is going to be especially and relentlessly unkind to us.

But it is also, just as sincerely my belief that we-a smaller we, a sadder we, in french I might switch to the singular-we will be kind to each other, and our kindness will give us the strength to overcome and overthrow.

We are cunning and full of tricks, and our people will never be destroyed.

#year of the rabbit #happy new year #forecast

[kettls]

Will 2023 be the year I...

...finally buy dungarees?

...get over my phobia of driving and stop being a burden on friends and family?

...use the sewing machine I bought at the height of lockdown madness and used once to sew a pocket back on something before the needle snapped and I shat it? Maybe make some culottes?

...finally learn to draw in a style people actually like and stop tying myself in knots over other artists' work and engagement? Or just decide I don't care and just stick by that?

All probably a resounding 'no', but its nice to have goals, innit?

#2023 goals #failure forecast #artist panic #resolutions #new year

[reasonsforhope]

No paywall version here.

"Two and a half years ago, when I was asked to help write the most authoritative report on climate change in the United States, I hesitated...

In the end, I said yes, but reluctantly. Frankly, I was sick of admonishing people about how bad things could get. Scientists have raised the alarm over and over again, and still the temperature rises. Extreme events like heat waves, floods and droughts are becoming more severe and frequent, exactly as we predicted they would. We were proved right. It didn’t seem to matter.

Our report, which was released on Tuesday, contains more dire warnings. There are plenty of new reasons for despair. Thanks to recent scientific advances, we can now link climate change to specific extreme weather disasters, and we have a better understanding of how the feedback loops in the climate system can make warming even worse. We can also now more confidently forecast catastrophic outcomes if global emissions continue on their current trajectory.

But to me, the most surprising new finding in the Fifth National Climate Assessment is this: There has been genuine progress, too.

I’m used to mind-boggling numbers, and there are many of them in this report. Human beings have put about 1.6 trillion tons of carbon in the atmosphere since the Industrial Revolution — more than the weight of every living thing on Earth combined. But as we wrote the report, I learned other, even more mind-boggling numbers. In the last decade, the cost of wind energy has declined by 70 percent and solar has declined 90 percent. Renewables now make up 80 percent of new electricity generation capacity. Our country’s greenhouse gas emissions are falling, even as our G.D.P. and population grow.

In the report, we were tasked with projecting future climate change. We showed what the United States would look like if the world warms by 2 degrees Celsius. It wasn’t a pretty picture: more heat waves, more uncomfortably hot nights, more downpours, more droughts. If greenhouse emissions continue to rise, we could reach that point in the next couple of decades. If they fall a little, maybe we can stave it off until the middle of the century. But our findings also offered a glimmer of hope: If emissions fall dramatically, as the report suggested they could, we may never reach 2 degrees Celsius at all.

For the first time in my career, I felt something strange: optimism.

And that simple realization was enough to convince me that releasing yet another climate report was worthwhile.

Something has changed in the United States, and not just the climate. State, local and tribal governments all around the country have begun to take action. Some politicians now actually campaign on climate change, instead of ignoring or lying about it. Congress passed federal climate legislation — something I’d long regarded as impossible — in 2022 as we turned in the first draft.

[Note: She's talking about the Inflation Reduction Act and the Infrastructure Act, which despite the names were the two biggest climate packages passed in US history. And their passage in mid 2022 was a big turning point: that's when, for the first time in decades, a lot of scientists started looking at the numbers - esp the ones that would come from the IRA's funding - and said "Wait, holy shit, we have an actual chance."]

And while the report stresses the urgency of limiting warming to prevent terrible risks, it has a new message, too: We can do this. We now know how to make the dramatic emissions cuts we’d need to limit warming, and it’s very possible to do this in a way that’s sustainable, healthy and fair.

The conversation has moved on, and the role of scientists has changed. We’re not just warning of danger anymore. We’re showing the way to safety.

I was wrong about those previous reports: They did matter, after all. While climate scientists were warning the world of disaster, a small army of scientists, engineers, policymakers and others were getting to work. These first responders have helped move us toward our climate goals. Our warnings did their job.

To limit global warming, we need many more people to get on board... We need to reach those who haven’t yet been moved by our warnings. I’m not talking about the fossil fuel industry here; nor do I particularly care about winning over the small but noisy group of committed climate deniers. But I believe we can reach the many people whose eyes glaze over when they hear yet another dire warning or see another report like the one we just published.

The reason is that now, we have a better story to tell. The evidence is clear: Responding to climate change will not only create a better world for our children and grandchildren, but it will also make the world better for us right now.

Eliminating the sources of greenhouse gas emissions will make our air and water cleaner, our economy stronger and our quality of life better. It could save hundreds of thousands or even millions of lives across the country through air quality benefits alone. Using land more wisely can both limit climate change and protect biodiversity. Climate change most strongly affects communities that get a raw deal in our society: people with low incomes, people of color, children and the elderly. And climate action can be an opportunity to redress legacies of racism, neglect and injustice.

I could still tell you scary stories about a future ravaged by climate change, and they’d be true, at least on the trajectory we’re currently on. But it’s also true that we have a once-in-human-history chance not only to prevent the worst effects but also to make the world better right now. It would be a shame to squander this opportunity. So I don’t just want to talk about the problems anymore. I want to talk about the solutions. Consider this your last warning from me."

-via New York Times. Opinion essay by leading climate scientist Kate Marvel. November 18, 2023.

#WE CAN DO THIS #I SO TRULY BELIEVE THAT WE CAN DO THIS #WE CAN SAVE OURSELVES AND THE WORLD ALONG WITH US #climate crisis #united states #climate change #conservation #hope posting #sustainability #climate news #climate action #climate emergency #fossil fuels #global warming #environmentalism #climate hope #solarpunk #climate optimism #climate policy #earth #science #climate science #meteorology #extreme weather #renewable energy #solar power #wind power #renewables #carbon emissions #climate justice

[onehotmessposts]

I published my new episode 2024 Astrological Forecast, please check it out

#podcast #listen #check it ouuuut #follow #please and thank you #one hot mess #new year 2024 #astrological forecast #zodiac

[ninsuu]

2024 Ins and Outs :

ins :

a smoky eye

dog parks

blowjobs

sex and the city

making intentions

personal questions

being someone’s girlfriend

denim skirts

employment

dessert

the opera

doing your own haircuts

valentine’s day

tasteful slut posting

male validation

dancing

outs :

pregnancy scares

being mysterious

oversharing

breakfast

hammocking

coffee dates

overnight oats

college

monkey content <\3

rings

self-taught tattoo artistry

high-protein

beef between generations

mess

cookie dough

homophobia

trying to be different

unpleasant in-between stages

#happy new year #2024 #trends #trend forecasting

[rajkhateek]

#is digital marketing a good career? #Digital marketing is a great career choice. We are living in a digital world and marketing budgets are moving to digital advertising and aw #The employment forecast for digital marketing in 2023 appears to be fairly #Businesses of all sizes are understanding how critical it is to develop their digital literacy in order to compete to the fullest. #People prefer digital marketing because number of mobile users has grown significantly in the last few years. #In a world full of products and services waiting to be bought and sold #digital marketing plays a crucial role. Digital marketers need to promote their business on the internet. Digital marketing has evolved dra #and the Internet has also expanded significantly. All the ads you see online #the content you view #and the images you see online are related in some way to the work of digital marketers. This way you will discover a few more reasons why c #01.High Demand for Digital Marketers #Digital marketing skills will keep seeing an increase in demand in the near future. This is because there is a considerable gap between the #and companies are dying to hire digital marketers. They know how beneficial the internet and digital platforms are. Digital marketing lets #scale their business further #and generate more revenue. So #learning an in-demand skill never hurts. It only means that you can get better-paying jobs with more security since the demand for these sk #02. Digital marketing Offers Accelerated Career Growth #For all those who feel that digital marketing is a field with little upward mobility #we beg to differ. People were not using WhatsApp in 2011 one of the examples on how fast the internet changes and it changes every year. Di #they are always learning new stuff and mastering new techniques. So the possibilities for growth are really limitless. If you’re looking fo #then you should go for digital marketing. #03.Easy to Start a Career with No Specific Education Required #There is no specific educational degree as a requirement to pursue digital marketing as a career. The internet is a good source to understa #you will only need to practice the essential online marketing techniques #create a portfolio #and you’ll be good to go. These courses could help one boost their digital marketing career. Since there is no recognized educational degre #it allows people from other streams to pursue it.

[theemeraldforestafterdark]

For tomorrow we ride out! ..bit dramatic isn’t it? To Tewkesbury! Under the banner of the three sea shells! ...apparently Pray just this once that we are not scorched by the sun ...well, it is supposed to rain - according to the weather app...

Cherry: Don’t you think you’ve given too much away? Your family symbol? People could like... you know, search for your surname? Rob: Cherry, people would rather watch a seven hour documentary about the colour beige, than spend a single nanosecond researching something like that.

#Tewkesbury Medieval Festival #tomorrow #I've been going since 2013 #and I've never known it rain before #could give it a whole new feel #actually #thunder and lightning showers #are forecast #just hope it doesn't get sketchy in that respect #afterdarktext #own photo #from last year

[moneyhustlers]

Nike Share Price Prediction: 2023-2050 Forecast- Nike Stock Buy or Sell

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#Can I buy shares of NIKE? #Is NIKE a buy sell or hold stock? #Is NIKE listed on NSE? #Nike (NKE) Stock Forecast &amp; Price Target #nike 5 year forecast #nike forecasting methods #nike q3 earnings 2023 #nike stock analysis #Nike stock buy or sell #nike stock forecast #nike stock forecast cnn #nike stock news #nike stock price today #nike stock review #Where will NIKE stock be in 5 years?

[kazifatagar]

22°C Weather This 2023 Chinese New Year in Singapore

Singapore will experience a cooler weather this Chinese New Year says report that adds it will be as hot as 22°C. The Singapore MET says people should in fact, expect Wet and cool conditions during the 2023 Lunar New Year period. The Northeast Monsoon conditions are forecast to persist into the second half of January 2023, with low-level winds blowing from the northwest or northeast and a…

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#chinese new year #The Lunar New Year cold rain #weather forecast Singapore

[petitmortadella]

2023 FORECAST

IN

Frugality

Hefeweizen

Personal Attention ASMR

Baby Blue (the color)

Farts

Woodwick Candles

Late 16th Century Fashion

Cappuccinos

60s RetroFuturism

Turquoise and Garnet

Cabbage

Seasonal Eating

Mending

Late night Fries

Murder Mysteries

OUT

Mukbangs

Negronis

Headaches

Cone Incense

Cold Brew

Iceberg Lettuce

LEDs lining Walls

Cheetah Print

Lapis Lazuli and Diamonds

Managers

Big Proposals

Fast Fashion

Harry Potter (officially dead)

The 80s

#2023 #2023 forecast #2023 trends #nye #new year new you

[reasonsforhope]

It’s an open secret in fashion. Unsold inventory goes to the incinerator; excess handbags are slashed so they can’t be resold; perfectly usable products are sent to the landfill to avoid discounts and flash sales. The European Union wants to put an end to these unsustainable practices. On Monday, [December 4, 2023], it banned the destruction of unsold textiles and footwear.

“It is time to end the model of ‘take, make, dispose’ that is so harmful to our planet, our health and our economy,” MEP Alessandra Moretti said in a statement. “Banning the destruction of unsold textiles and footwear will contribute to a shift in the way fast fashion manufacturers produce their goods.”

This comes as part of a broader push to tighten sustainable fashion legislation, with new policies around ecodesign, greenwashing and textile waste phasing in over the next few years. The ban on destroying unsold goods will be among the longer lead times: large businesses have two years to comply, and SMEs have been granted up to six years. It’s not yet clear on whether the ban applies to companies headquartered in the EU, or any that operate there, as well as how this ban might impact regions outside of Europe.

For many, this is a welcome decision that indirectly tackles the controversial topics of overproduction and degrowth. Policymakers may not be directly telling brands to produce less, or placing limits on how many units they can make each year, but they are penalising those overproducing, which is a step in the right direction, says Eco-Age sustainability consultant Philippa Grogan. “This has been a dirty secret of the fashion industry for so long. The ban won’t end overproduction on its own, but hopefully it will compel brands to be better organised, more responsible and less greedy.”

Clarifications to come

There are some kinks to iron out, says Scott Lipinski, CEO of Fashion Council Germany and the European Fashion Alliance (EFA). The EFA is calling on the EU to clarify what it means by both “unsold goods” and “destruction”. Unsold goods, to the EFA, mean they are fit for consumption or sale (excluding counterfeits, samples or prototypes)...

The question of what happens to these unsold goods if they are not destroyed is yet to be answered. “Will they be shipped around the world? Will they be reused as deadstock or shredded and downcycled? Will outlet stores have an abundance of stock to sell?” asks Grogan.

Large companies will also have to disclose how many unsold consumer products they discard each year and why, a rule the EU is hoping will curb overproduction and destruction...

Could this shift supply chains?

For Dio Kurazawa, founder of sustainable fashion consultancy The Bear Scouts, this is an opportunity for brands to increase supply chain agility and wean themselves off the wholesale model so many rely on. “This is the time to get behind innovations like pre-order and on-demand manufacturing,” he says. “It’s a chance for brands to play with AI to understand the future of forecasting. Technology can help brands be more intentional with what they make, so they have less unsold goods in the first place.”

Grogan is equally optimistic about what this could mean for sustainable fashion in general. “It’s great to see that this is more ambitious than the EU’s original proposal and that it specifically calls out textiles. It demonstrates a willingness from policymakers to create a more robust system,” she says. “Banning the destruction of unsold goods might make brands rethink their production models and possibly better forecast their collections.”

One of the outstanding questions is over enforcement. Time and again, brands have used the lack of supply chain transparency in fashion as an excuse for bad behaviour. Part of the challenge with the EU’s new ban will be proving that brands are destroying unsold goods, not to mention how they’re doing it and to what extent, says Kurazawa. “Someone obviously knows what is happening and where, but will the EU?”"

-via British Vogue, December 7, 2023

#fashion #slow fashion #style #european union #eu #eu news #eu politics #sustainability #upcycle #reuse #reduce reuse recycle #ecofriendly #fashion brands #fashion trends #waste #sustainable fashion #sustainable living #eco friendly #good news #hope

[holisticspaces]

Episode 205: Feng Shui Qi Forecast: January 2023

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Episode 205: Feng Shui Qi Forecast: January 2023

In this episode, we’re sharing a feng shui qi forecast for the month of January 2023! First, we discuss what’s going on in nature and what you can expect energetically this month, and then Laura shares a tarot reading for the Holistic Spaces Podcast listener community. We also share how you can make the most of this month’s energy in your home through feng shui.

We cover:

Key dates to look out for this month in the moon’s cycle and the Chinese solar term calendar

What to expect this month based on your Chinese zodiac animal

Finding balance with the fire and water elements

How listeners in the Southern Hemisphere can work with this month’s energy

How to activate your voice with feng shui

Our feng shui suggestions to make the most of this month’s energy

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#feng shui #new year #lunar new year #water element #moon cycles #fire element #five elements #feng shui qi forecast #winter

[picturehealer]

December 2022 Monthly Flying Star Feng Shui Chart Analysis

#youtube #feng shui #forecast #fortune telling #chinese new year

[explorevenus]

addicted ♡ re2r!leon kennedy x reader

nsfw (18+) - minors dni or i will call the cops

word count - 2.9k

description - by the end of the summer, you're bound for college and your boyfriend leon is bound for his shiny new police officer job in raccoon city. knowing your relationship could be threatened by the distance, your need for each other has become insatiable.

tags/warnings - porn with plot, soft dom leon, car sex, cunnilingus (f receiving), fingering, p in v, creampie, breeding kink, mildly angsty, no use of (Y/N)

a/n - this was a request by my beautiful goth puppy wife chaos baby @nexysworld <333 special thanks to @dollfacefantasy for beta reading and believing in me and also being my momager <3

recommended listening - addicted by saving abel

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thanks so much for reading and i hope u enjoy ;w; <3

-venus ♡

Young adulthood felt so scary and new and weird.

You and Leon had been dating since high school and now you were fully legal adults, figuring out what to do with your lives and pretending you would both fit together seamlessly in each other’s plans. Just weeks ago he had graduated from the police academy and you had until the end of the summer to spend as much time together as possible before he would move into the city to become an officer, and you would be moving states away to attend college.

You told each other you would visit as often as possible, that you would call every day, that as soon as you finished school you would move back to Raccoon City to be with him, or he would find a hiring police station near you to settle into, and you would live happily ever after.

But there was a silent, knowing melancholy that hung over you all the while, and it intensified every day. Neither of you wanted to address it, for fear of spoiling what little time you had left, so it just hung there unspoken as you clung to each other for dear life.

Leon knocked quietly on your door, hoping not to wake your roommates. It was a crisp, clear summer evening and the forecast indicated a meteor shower would be visible, so as soon as he finished up at work, he took the top off of his Jeep, loaded the back with blankets and made his way to you.

His heart softened at the image of you wrapped in a blanket, ducking out of your apartment to follow him out to the car. It was nearing midnight and you were already in pajamas, but it felt right that way. Comfortable. 

Soon enough you were sipping slushies from the gas station, your sneakers kicked up on the dashboard and the wind rushing through your hair as Leon drove the two of you up the base of the Arklay Mountains. There was a little lookout tucked away less than five miles up, one you frequented together practically since you met. This lookout had seen numerous makeouts and unquantifiable hours of conversation, silly and stupid and serious and solemn.

The car slowed to a stop and Leon threw it in park, moving his seat back so he could get comfortable. His lips were stained pink with cherry slush as he looked over to you with a gentle smile.

“Pretty, huh?” He asked, watching as you stared up at the sky, awe-filled eyes searching every gap in the void for a shooting star. His warm, broad hand still rested on your thigh, thumb skimming over the soft fabric of your sweatpants in a gentle caress. 

Relaxing into his touch, you nodded, looking over at him now. Your own lips and tongue were tinted blue and what remained of your slushie was cold in the palm of your hand. It was funny, you thought, that you’d driven all the way out here to watch the meteor shower but still, you couldn’t help but watch each other. The breeze blew warm and the radio played lowly.

“You’re pretty,” You replied quietly, playing with his fingers. Even having been together for years, he still managed to make you shy.

Leon let out a soft laugh and shook his head, his other hand coming forward to tip your chin up. “You’re pretty too,” He began, and you were just beginning to blush when he added, “Pretty corny.”

You threw your head back and groaned dramatically, swatting at his chest. “You’re pretty annoying,” You griped, but before you could continue your playful rant, he guided you back toward him and pressed his lips against your own, and just like always, you melted almost instantaneously. 

At the start the kiss was quite tender, communicating a sense of longing and connection that you had only ever felt with him. His thumb traced your jaw while his grip tightened on your thigh in an affectionate little squeeze and you felt as though you could sit here with him forever, craning your neck over the center console of his Jeep just to kiss him beneath the stars, just to breathe him in, to be with him. Leon was your safe place and even the thought of being away from him sent you into withdrawals.

Your shaking hand came up to cradle the back of his neck, fingers curling into his golden hair as you took it upon yourself to deepen the kiss, wanting to get as much of him as you could. You wanted to horde him all to yourself, you wanted to sink into him and have him sink into you, to pause time and keep him there until you were sick of each other, though you knew no length of time together would ever feel like enough. Tongue swiping against his lower lip, you flattened your palm over the crotch of his jeans and massaged gently.

“F-Fuck, baby,” Leon grunted into your mouth, feeling all the blood rush to his cock in response to your touch and your languid kisses. “I’m gonna miss this…”

“Don’t,” You whispered, “I don’t wanna talk about it… Just wanna feel you…”

With a short nod of understanding he reconnected your lips, sliding his hand beneath the waistband of your sweatpants to dip a finger into your folds, delighted at the realization that you had gone without panties for the evening. He grinned into the kiss and slipped his tongue past you, the pads of his fingers quickly finding your clit with practiced ease.

Your lashes fluttered and your thighs shifted together, a quiet mewl of pleasure tumbling from you as you bucked up into his hand. With each passing second your heart was beating faster and you could feel the wetness collecting beneath his touch.

“Mm, my pretty baby,” He sighed out, the pad of his thumb flicking at your clit while his middle and index fingers petted at your hole. “Put your seat back. Let me taste you.”

There wasn’t a beat of hesitation as you reached down to recline your seat and push it back, and as you did so, Leon was making quick work of climbing over the center console to join you in the passenger seat. He gripped your thighs and pushed your legs up to rest on the dashboard as he yanked your sweatpants down in one swift motion, wasting no time smothering your plush inner thighs with kisses.

His pupils dilated by the scent of your cunt alone, and while he initially planned on taking his time with you, he just couldn’t help himself. Cramped down on the floor of his own passenger seat, Leon’s fingertips printed into your thighs as he dove forward to kiss and lap at your wetness, drinking you up with a deep, wanton need. 

You tensed at the feeling, glittery heat washing over you before you relaxed into his mouth and brought one hand down to tug at his hair, encouraging him further. Your hazy eyes blinked open to look straight up at the sky, the cool night air foreign on your most intimate parts, but not unwelcome. It was quiet out, serene, private, as though you and Leon were the last two people on Earth. A shooting star cast across the sky in a blur, and you quickly realized that your wish was for you and Leon to be the last two people on Earth. Maybe that would be nice. At least your time together wouldn’t be so limited.

Losing Leon felt like losing a limb, even if he was only moving a few hours away to the other side of the mountain. Another shooting star streaked across the night sky, and you barely even noticed you had said something until you already finished speaking, “I wish you could stay… I feel like I can’t breathe without you…”

He hummed into your slick pussy, tongue swirling over your bud before pulling back just far enough to respond, “Not talking about it, baby, remember?”

Your face scrunched up a little bit as you realized your mistake and nodded, returning your focus to the glittering stars above you while your boyfriend sucked and licked at your cunt like he was starving. Soon enough his middle and index fingers were prodding at your hole, tracing the shape of you before sinking deep into your sticky, wet heat, your needy walls sucking him in.

What you didn’t know was that Leon had been focusing so much pleasure on you over the summer because it felt like making up for what he wouldn’t be able to do from thousands of miles away in the fall. You were the only thing he could bring himself to think about since roughly halfway to graduation at the police academy, when he was beginning to pester Raccoon City Police Department with his exemplary test scores and ever-growing resume– by the end of the year you would have both gone so far in separate directions, and long distance wasn’t something you ever excelled at. He knew that the day he left for Raccoon City, he would be effectively nailing the coffin shut.

So he bided his time by fucking you senseless almost daily, eating you out, pinning you down and driving you to tears with your toys, feeling every inch of you beneath his hands just so he wouldn’t forget. Every moan, every mewl, every whimper and sob and plea from you was like music to his ears, like pure heroin directly to the vein. Just like a drug, the better it felt in the moment, the more he knew it would hurt you both later on.

He felt you bucking into his nose and whining quietly, and every twitch of your muscles made his cock throb in his jeans. Leon couldn’t take it anymore, he needed you now.

Pulling back from your core, Leon moved quickly to undo his belt and shove his jeans down his thighs, desperate for some relief from the pressure and intoxicating desire. He was already dribbling precum just from the taste of you, a distinct wet patch growing at the front of his soft blue boxers that soon joined his pants down his legs, and shortly thereafter he was clumsily crawling over you in the passenger seat of his Jeep.

Almost like muscle memory, your arm fell behind you in a blind search for your purse in the back seat. You quickly retrieved it, digging through its contents as Leon’s hands shoved their way up your shirt to paw at your breasts, devouring your throat with kisses, making it a little difficult to maintain your focus. Finally you found what you were looking for, fingers coming into contact with that trusty little box… only to find it empty.

“L-Leon… mm, babe, hey,” You panted in an attempt to gather his attention. He hummed a barely noticeable sound of acknowledgment, but otherwise didn’t budge. You let him continue for a lingering second before breaking the news in a near whisper, “Leon, we’re out of condoms…”

He paused, breaths short and hips rutting into your own with need, his woefully hard cock grinding against your slit. While his body acted on its own in search of any friction he could get, his mind was spinning. He knew you weren’t on birth control and he knew a risk like this could ruin everything you’d both worked so hard for… but for some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to care.

In fact, it sort of spurred him on.

He buried his face into your neck again and sucked a harsh, dark mark into your skin, a feeling of possessiveness taking root in him. “Then we’re gonna risk it,” He said definitively, his voice low and almost growling in your ear. “Just think about it, sweetheart… Maybe if you let me knock you up, you can forget all about college… I could just whisk you away to the city with me and take care of you for the rest of our lives…”

A rush of heat struck you like a moving car and knocked the air out of your lungs. You knew it would be stupid to throw away your scholarships and every dream you’d had for yourself on a whim, but it was admittedly a nice fantasy at the very least. Arching into the palm of his hand, you relented.

“F-Fuck, fuck… Fuck me, Leon, please, just fuck me…”

And just as you anticipated, he took you up on that. A cool breeze rushed through the open vehicle as he lined himself up at your hole and drove into you, his vision going white for a second just at the intensity of the pleasure he felt, being engulfed by you again. Your body was heaven on Earth to him, you were heaven on Earth to him. 

He sheathed into you down to the hilt with a low groan, one hand clutching your hip and the other tangled in your hair. Leon tugged your head aside by your hair so he could speak directly into your ear, “You’re mine, you hear me? All mine. My girl, my wife, my pretty little baby mama…”

Each declaration was punctuated by a thrust of the hips, his swollen, leaking cock stuffed so deeply inside you that it was almost like you could feel him in your throat. Any and all concerns about your future, individually and as a couple, burned to ash in the far back of your mind as he fucked into with fervor. In this moment, Leon was all that mattered.

You quivered and writhed beneath him, your gummy insides pulsing and clenching around his length, and even with the top off the Jeep, the windows were beginning to accumulate a subtle fog on them. The two of you were hot and slick with sweat, drowning in the heat of each other and the late summer air.

“Leon,” You moaned, nails biting into his shoulders as you clung to him for dear life, for any shred of stability. “Make me yours…”

At this point, you couldn’t even tell if you were serious, and similarly to Leon, you couldn’t bring yourself to care. You were drunk on him and everything about him, the warmth of his skin, the pheromones that clung to his sweat, the strong grip of his hands and the sound of his breaths and the feeling of him railing into you like you were made for each other. 

“Plannin’ on it, baby,” He said in response, words breathy and a smug grin tugging at his lips. He let go of your hair to plant his hand against the window as he increased his pace, plunging into you with ardor, his balls heavy and aching for release. “Gonna keep you all to myself, give you everything you ever wanted.”

The hand of his that was holding your hip just a moment ago was now wedging itself down between you to rub steady circles into your clit. You jolted at the contact, an incoherent cry tumbling from you, molten heat pooling up in your stomach. His earlier ministrations left both him and you especially sensitive and nearing your climaxes.

He could feel your peak approaching through the way you were convulsing around him, your wet cunt tightening and pulling him deeper with each stroke until he couldn’t even think anymore. Every last one of his senses was clouded– no, drenched with you. His pace stuttered just a little bit as he decided he couldn’t possibly hold back any longer.

With a loud, pleasured groan of your name, Leon stilled inside you as a torrent of cum flooded your waiting womb, warming you from the inside. What finally pushed you over the edge into your own release was Leon’s sly fingers tugging and pinching at your bud with expertise.

“G-God, fuck,” You sobbed, breaking skin as your nails raked down his strong back and gripped him as close to you as you could manage. Tears were pricking at your eyes as you coated his cock with your release, leaving behind a creamy white ring of arousal at the base of his softening sex.

Silence fell over the car as you clung to each other, broken only by your gasping breaths for oxygen. Leon buried his face into your shoulder and kissed the sizable hickie he’d left you earlier, still fresh and stinging.

“Did so good for me,” He huffed into your ear, nibbling at your lobe. “I can’t get enough of you.”

Eventually he pulled out, a sticky mixture of your juices dribbling out of your spent hole and down to the leather seat below you. As Leon climbed less than gracefully out of the passenger seat with his pants around his knees, you were both startled by the unexpected sight of headlights traveling up the very same mountain road that led you here, and the vehicle was pulling into the lookout.

“Shit,” Leon grumbled, rushing to fix his pants and toss you a blanket from the back seat to cover up with, given your sweatpants were lost somewhere on the floor of the car.

The intruding vehicle pulled up right behind Leon’s Jeep, headlights shining into the cabin as a person got out of the driver’s side… with a flashlight. Of course it had to be a cop.

Leon took a deep breath before rolling his window down with a polite smile. “Evening, officer… Nice night, isn’t it?”

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