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smol-and-trashy · 4 years

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Botched Rescue (BnHA vore fic) 3/5

A/N: Oh lookie here, another chapter. I know it sounds dire and all but it’s safe, just everyone in the story doesn’t seem to realize that. What can I say? I crave angsty Hawks vore. I kinda forgot how gross this chapter was, so... sorry in advance. Warnings for fearplay, digestion mentions (nobody dies or gets severely burned), multiple prey, and of course, vore.

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As Izuku’s head entered the tight throat, he came to somewhat of an epiphany. Never had he felt so powerless. Even as a quirkless child, there was still a small beacon of hope; he still had All Might to look up to. Even when he was about to die in the hands of numerous villains, he always found hope. So this is what a true loss of hope feels like. He went limp, every urge to fight for his life had fizzled. Maybe it was the breach of trust or the thought of dying in such a gruesome manner. Izuku didn’t know.

Each ring of swallows sunk Izuku further down in his depressive state. He could hear the rushing of the man’s lungs, coupled with a rapid heartbeat, he paid no mind to it. The crushing tube of the esophagus was enough to make Izuku wish he was just crushed along with it, maybe he wouldn’t have to endure the suffocation and burning of his destination or finding himself face-to-face with Todoroki’s corpse. He didn’t notice as he was suddenly free-falling into a much open area, the sudden change in humidity and the lack of being squished woke him up like ice thrown in his face. Below his falling body was only rank darkness and liquid splashing in the chamber. Izuku’s eyes widened, his flight-or-fight response mode finally activated. He let in a sharp inhale, the air already burning his lungs and screamed as he was dropped into the acids. The liquid… wasn’t as deep as Izuku thought it to be. He paddled in chest-deep acid, every thought in his mind had been cut off, the only thing he could think about was survival. Izuku swam through the dark acids, trying to find a dry spot to get the stuff off him. After swimming for what felt like hours, he finally meagerly floated above the juices, resisting the urge to vomit at the pungent sourness of milk coffee and the gastric acids in the air around him. Surprisingly, despite the thin air and slight burning of his lungs and skin, he didn’t feel any of the expected excruciating pain. Still, who knows when it could be activated. Or maybe it’s merely slow working. I need to find Todoroki. His heart sank, or at least what’s left of him. “Midoriya, is that you?” A voice called out in the darkness, and Izuku felt hope surge back within. “Todoroki? You, you’re alive??” he responded blindly. It was too dark to see much of anything. “I guess I am,” from the tone of his voice, he seemed as surprised as Izuku, “Do you feel the stinging as well?” “Yes! I’ve been looking for a dry spot, so I can slow down the process, but it’s too dark to see anything… w-where are you?” The liquid splashed a bit with what he could only guess were Todoroki’s movements, and a hand blindly touched his shoulder. Izuku jumped a bit before realizing it was just Todoroki. “Midoriya?” the boy called out a bit too loudly, testing if the green-haired teen was really there. “Todoroki?” Izuku replied, grabbing onto the boy’s wrist a touch too tight, just glad that he wasn’t alone in this hellish pit. “I-I thought you were gone! We need to figure out how to make him vomit,” green eyes glinted with determination, staring up into the thick darkness at what he thought was the esophageal sphincter. “Hopefully, before he gets to Kacchan.” “Yes, let’s do it.” the duo haired teen coolly stated before following Izuku’s lead and landing a painful sounding blow on the nearest stomach wall. The chamber lurched and gurgled, acid level slowly beginning to rise; Izuku’s eyes widened, and a nervous grin made its way to his lips, they must be causing some indigestion! “I think it’s working, harder!” he called out to his friend, proceeding to land a full cowl without his quirk driving the power. It was less effective, but Izuku was desperate to try anything to escape death. The students kicked and clawed at the rubbery walls, though they were stripped of their quirks, they still had the stamina from long hours of training on their side. “LET. US. GO!” Izuku yelled, praying it would reach the man’s ears. There was no response from the winged pro hero, only digestive squelches that made Izuku’s skin crawl. He could hear Todoroki’s irritated breaths by his side, his frustration getting more and more evident with each punch he inflicted on the man’s internal walls. Izuku withdrew, staring into the inky darkness to Todoroki. “Maybe we need to try harder, there’s no way he can’t feel this. He doesn’t have organs of steel.” The acid was beginning to reach his forearms, bubbling and slushing with irritation, yet still refused to release them. Though he couldn’t see a thing, the way his clothes clung to his skin, he could tell his hero uniform was going to be absolutely stained from the acids. Izuku flinched, feeling his skin burning up and itch. After inflicting another force driven punch on the tender walls, he flicked the extra slime from his hands and continued. He had to make it out alive and warn everyone about the League’s surprising new addition. As the belly grumbled and pulsated, the strong wrinkly walls shifted, and Izuku yelped, getting outright bathed in bile. Before he could fathom the sheer grossness he just endured, a torrent of watery acid and the creamy sweetness of canned coffee washed over them. The two students struggled to stay above the sludge. Izuku clung onto Todoroki as if his life depended on it, but the instability of the chamber and amount of bile made it difficult for Izuku to get a solid grip on the boy. It was useless, they were barely floating above the acids, and the stomach continued to threaten to drown them. Another wave of constrictions and Izuku found himself thoroughly submerged in the muck. Acids flooded his eyes, mouth, ears, every open crevice of his body. Everything spun around, and with the constant shifting of the chamber, up and down were near indistinguishable. Izuku felt his head lighten while the burning sensation got stronger, hotter. He made the mistake of inhaling in desperation, his throat opened up and the hot juices spilled in; mind reeling, his lungs felt like they were on fire. H-help! He thought, too afraid to open his mouth again. The darkness, combined with copious amounts of liquid made it difficult to gauge if Todoroki was okay or in the same predicament as himself. No…I need to get out, I need to focus on getting out. Don’t drown, and then focus on Todoroki. Don’t drown…Todoroki. Need to find up, just any up. Izuku thought frantically, his thoughts began to meld together. With a final burst of energy, Izuku blindly propelled himself upward, having no idea if this was actually up or just his perception. He didn’t care, thrashing in the juices before finally popping his head above the liquid, Izuku felt as if he had escaped the brink of death. Feeling tears drip down his cheeks, or maybe it was saliva, it didn’t matter. For once, he was thankful for the stale air. Izuku greedily inhaled and began to sputter, throat still burning from the sour juices. Despite this, Izuku continued breathing in the fermented air, trying to recover from his multiple brushes with death. The stomach lurched, and Izuku found himself thrown halfway across the chamber. It took everything in his power to stay afloat against the powerful belly’s currents, Izuku’s own stomach twisted, he felt like a ragdoll, limply tossed to and fro without any say or control. “TODOROKI!” He found himself shouting against the noisy gurgles and groans of their prison. Holding the wall just for a steady footing and inevitably stumbling back into the juices, he knew it was a fruitless attempt. However, survival and stability were still etched on the forefront of his mind, despite the faulty rationale. No response at first, he called again. There was still no response from Todoroki, and Izuku feared the worst. There was no way he would be able to find the boy with the amount of liquid that filled the chamber, even though it had gone back down to his waist, the constant shifting would make it near impossible to find his friend. Finally, he heard dry heaving from his far-right, and Izuku’s eyes shot wider. Todoroki! He swam as fast as he could through the sludge, his eyes adjusted a bit more to the darkness, so he prayed he could identify a Todoroki shaped blur. Trudging deeper, he found a shape that appeared differently to the rushing sea of chyme and grabbed it. “Todoroki?” he called to it, it had to be him. It felt like a body… unless. No, Izuku refused to go there. “Midoriya?” The freckled teen’s mind was swept with relief, the boy’s usually cool toned voice was scratchy and weighed heavily with fatigue. Izuku didn’t blame him, it was a constant uphill battle to compete with the motions of their living prison, and the lack of fresh air didn’t help. Todoroki coughed, “I’m sorry, Midoriya. I was trying to find you, but with the darkness and all the acids—-.” “That’s fine!” Izuku cut him off, “What’s important is that we’re both okay. Let’s try to make him throw us up again!” Todoroki looked at him quizzically, as if he wanted to say more. Instead, he remained quiet, only nodding. The two students reassumed their assault on the larger man’s organs, but similar to before, they only seemed to cause the chamber to grow noisier and more difficult to gain footing; nothing that benefited the boys. The heat rose, and the liquid reached their chests, Izuku winced as the acids splashed and bit at his neck. His attacks were growing weak, and from what he could gather, Todoroki was in the same boat. Still, he refused to succumb to defeat. “We have to do this, we can’t let him win!” Izuku let out another flimsy punch, tears blurring his vision. He didn’t want to admit it, but his energy was already depleted. “I don’t think this is going to work, Midoriya. We can’t make him sick.” Just as Izuku was about to answer, more labored swallows came from above, and something splashed into the chamber. It can't be. Yet, he knew what, or rather who, that had to be. More gulps followed suit, and Izuku braced himself for the worst. He gasped in surprise at the rainfall of chilling liquid, coming down in gallons. Izuku shivered, finding himself thoroughly soaked to the bone with the icy liquid. There was a reverberating, airy “Ah!” from above, but Izuku shoved his anxiety deep down, teeth still chattering, and waded to whatever had dropped into their prison. From the sound of it, the object must have been a decent size. He nervously chewed on his lip, he… already got to Kacchan. It has to be him. —— As he felt Bakugou trickle into his belly, Hawks couldn’t help but gag at the spiciness of the boy. He downed the rest of the water, trying to ease the burning in the back of his throat. Sheesh, it’s like he coated himself in peppers. The kid remained unconscious, which from seeing his sass back when he “stole their kill,” he was immensely grateful Bakugou wasn’t conscious during the whole swallowing bit like the two students before him. Rubbing at his slightly bloated abdomen, Hawks winced. Those two had really left a number on his organs; however, he had to keep moving forward. He exhaled, grateful that the ordeal was finally over. Putting back on his visor in an attempt to get ready to leave, Hawks found himself staring at the empty glass jar, golden eyes widening; he had no idea what to do next. Of course, he was going to let them out, but it was a matter of how to go about it and quick. He could go to U.A. and show one of the teachers or Endeavor what happened, but that would lead to an explanation as to why exactly he was at a villain’s hideout and directly put the students’ lives in danger…And just repeating that in his head was a valid reason why he should rush to his hometown to release them instead. Yup, back to Fukuoka it is! —— Izuku sneezed, his body was taking forever to reacclimate to the mugginess of the belly. Despite his current situation, he just wanted to be warm again, and the sudden shift in temperature due to the freezing water did not adhere to his wishes. Additionally, trying to find Bakugou in a relentlessly moving acid pit proved to be more difficult than he initially thought. Izuku needed to find him soon, with the levels rising again, he didn't want to think about what would happen if he wasn't able to find him. Todoroki was grasping in the liquid as well, trying to feel for something solid and human-like. Finally, Izuku's hands landed on a heavy object, floating helplessly in the juices, and he grinned. As his arms closed around the heavy body, Izuku pushed himself from his knees and found himself carrying Bakugou bridal style. An amused chuckle arose from his throat, and Izuku quickly disguised it as a cough. No doubt would Bakugou have his head if he suddenly woke up and found himself in Izuku’s arms. Todoroki was stumbled towards Izuku and Bakugou, still finding himself grimace at the squickiness of the chamber and the way the acid covered floor almost caved in on his shoes, like a slimy, living variant of sand. He could feel his face turn green with nausea again, but instead, he grabbed onto Bakugou’s side and planted his feet firmly on the ground, providing some support. The stomach lurched once again, and Izuku’s head hit one of the walls, luckily not hard enough to render him unconscious but still enough to force him to drop Bakugou accidentally. “N-No! Kacchan!” he gasped, he couldn’t let the unconscious boy drown. “I’ve got him,” Todoroki shouted back, fishing his classmate from the juices. “Ah! Thank yo—.” Izuku blinked, taking in the muggy pink chamber accompanied by a wary Todoroki trying to lift Bakugou from the liquid. He could see! His eyes had finally adjusted to his unusual predicament. The leftmost wall rippled while sticky saliva continuously dripped down on them, he looked down, seeing the juices foam a bit around him. This time he could actually see the brassy yellowness of the acrid acids, and it sickened him. Izuku swallowed heavily, he really rather would have rather stayed in the dark, literally, if it meant avoiding visually seeing just how real this situation was. “Todoroki, can you, um, see?” he felt a little awkward once saying it aloud, in any other situation, there would have been an obvious answer. “I can see hints of red outlines but not more than that,” Todoroki blinked a bit, peering down at his hand and watched it clench and unclench to test his vision, he looked back up at Izuku. “I’m able to look straight at you, but you’re more of a red Midoriya shaped silhouette if anything.” “That’s odd, I wonder why I can see more clearly when you’ve been here longer.” Todoroki shrugged, not having an answer in response. How could he? He knew just as much as Midoriya. Liquid sloshed about and further soaked the students. Izuku stared with disgust at his slime laden gloves, there were patches of cloth that had been eaten away by the acids and now he could really see the angry redness of his skin. His heart thumped miles a minute against his chest, he was so focused on trying not to drown and helping his friends that he didn't even notice the direct impact the acids would have on him. N-no. A booming, muffled voice from above sent shivers down Izuku’s spine despite the muggy heat. “Woah, I can feel them.” his voice was a caked with shock and awe as Izuku felt something foreign press on the frontmost wall. He was taunting his occupants. Hawks was so loud, so omnipresent, Izuku wanted to cry. They had already been trapped in here for who knows how long and Izuku could feel his skin redden with first degree burns. The traitor was just going to digest the students as if they were nothing. If the coffee was any indication, it was clear Hawks wasn’t used to eating much before a mission. A wall contracted and pushed Izuku back into the sludge, frustrated tears formed back in his eyes as he tried to complete the seemingly impossible task of maintaining his balance. Judging by the chorus of groans and gurgles of the chamber, the man was hungry, and they were the only solid food source. Fear rang into Izuku’s ears, they were going to be digested into a soupy mess in no time. Another ring of contractions separated Izuku and Todoroki, threatening to nearly drown them in the acids once again. Izuku bobbed up from the liquid, absolutely drenched in the stuff. Coughing and sputtering up the bitter juices, he gasped for breath as more heads popped up from the acids. Todoroki resurfaced, gasping for air while shifting his arms up to maintain his hot-tempered friend’s weight. He waded over the foul liquid, still keeping hold of Bakugou over his shoulders. Izuku swam up to him, helping support Bakugou’s left side. “We’re going to get out of this,” Izuku assured, though he was beginning to doubt himself. He had to stay optimistic for everyone else. “You think so?” came an aloof reply from the heterochromatic. Izuku looked up, Todoroki was completely unreadable. He was a peculiar mix of dissociation and fury. Izuku had seen him as one or the other, but never both. Unbeknownst to them, the blond on Izuku’s back began to stir and cracked an eye open. Wherever he was, it was pitch black; Bakugou wrinkled his nose, and stunk like vomit. He could hear the medley of gurgles and groans accompanied by other organic sounds. Eyes slowing adjusting to the initially impermeable darkness, he could see almost a sort of redness coming from all around him. The strange walls of this prison were rippled and moved erratically, making him think he was inside some kind of bag on the move. Ordinarily, he would have acted first and asked questions later, but he had no idea what type of situation or trap he was in. It didn’t seem like he was restrained, though. Could I blow this shit-hole up? A trigger-happy piece of his brain nagged. Digging his nails into a lumpy platform, the platform had tensed… it felt almost as if someone was carrying him. Sandy blond brows furrowed in both indignation and perturbation, he stewed quietly, trying to grasp the situation before a drop of something sticky hit him square in the nose. His face violently reddened, and quickly averting his attention from what or who he was on, he shook his head, trying to get whatever had fallen on him off. The sticky stuff seemed to only spread and began to prickle while his nose started to burn. Crimson eyes narrowed before he started struggling on whatever was holding him back, finally yelling, “WHAT THE HELL?”

#v/ore #soft vore #safe vore #digestion mention #gross vore #fandom vore #bnha vore #my vore academia #hawks vore #hawks!pred #bakugou vore #todoroki vore #deku vore

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surveys-at-your-service · 3 years

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Survey #306

i’m v talkative today so pardon my jabbering below.

What is the strangest type of candy you have eaten? I think I've had one of those lollipops with a bug in it before as a kid? I don't remember. What would be your most ideal profession? A freelance photographer. But I'm honestly starting to lose hope. Have you tried those coloring books for adults? Yeah; it's funny you mention 'em, 'cuz a family friend got me one for my birthday earlier this month. What is a topic you definitely don't want to talk about with anyone? I don't like talking about my sexual history, doesn't matter who you are. It's just uncomfortable. What was your first gaming console? An Atari. Is there something you're eagerly waiting for? What is it? *SLAMS FISTS ON TABLE* MAY NEEDS TO FUCKIN' HURRY. My tattoo appointment is set then. :''') Do you/have you ever belonged to an organization? If so, which one? I was a Girl Scout when I was young. What is something you're very passionate about? Nature conservation, gay rights (equal rights in general, really), the pro-choice movement, and then there are less "important" things like certain hobbies interests and such. I'm sure there are more big ones that are just slipping my mind right now, considering I feel passionately for a shitload of stuff. What are you studying or what was the last thing you studied? I majored in Art & Design with a focus on Photography in college. But guess who dropped out. What was the last present you gave someone? I don't know... I mention enough that I don't have a source of income where I can really buy anything. I think the last thing I did was a Christmas gift for Mom a year or two back of a drawing I did of our late dog Cali, whom she absolutely adored. Do you enjoy plays? If so, what was the latest one you saw? Not really, no. What was the last thing you achieved? PHP has helped me focus on little victories, so prepare for an underwhelming answer haha, but it's something. I Facebook messaged an old friend I really wanted to catch up with, and everyone in group cheered for me. :') It was really heartwarming. What a shocker that this program is really helping me once again. What is something you would like to achieve at some point in your life? I would love love love to take at least one "famous" or award-winning photograph. It'd be such amazing validation that I'm talented at something I love so much. What is one philosophy you have regarding life/living/purpose? That's... difficult to answer seeing as I'm trying desperately to find my purpose. I do try to live by this old quote a therapist said once: "Deal with life, or life deals with you." I think it holds an incredible amount of depth and meaning in such a short phrase. How would you design the inside of your own home? I don't know the details of it, really, besides that shit is gonna look like a Halloween house year-round. I can imagine wanting black furniture, too, and having loooots of decor expressive of what I love and find comfort in. Gotta make a house feel like a home just for me. What is a band you remember liking from your childhood? Backstreet Boys, duh. Do you ever get mad at people for not having the same opinion as you (i.e. abortion being wrong/right, meat-eating being wrong/right)? Two things: it depends on the topic, and "get mad" is the wrong term for what I feel. It's more disgust; ex., I'm repulsed by anti-gay rights people and want absolutely nothing to do with 'em, but I'm not like, mad at them. Do you edit any of your pictures? In what ways? Oh yeah, and it definitely depends on the raw photograph. I edit depending on the mood it emanates; like if you've seen my roadkill photography versus nature shots, there is an extremely distinct difference in editing style and vibe. I'd say in general though, I tend to like to brighten my photographs and add more vibrance. If you like to take pictures, what is your motivation? God, I could write an essay on this. I just love and am so thankful for the fact we can literally freeze time forever with the click of a button and look back on fantastic sights, beautiful moments, memories... It's just magical to me, and I adore contributing to that art. Would you ever consider living anywhere cold? Well yeah, that's my preference, actually. What is your absolute favorite food? The spicy shrimp fritas from Olive Garden, jfc. Would you ever wear snake-skin pants, or other animal clothing? Fuck to the absolute hell no. What foreign country would you like to go to for a shopping spree? Idk, considering I'm not well-versed in the artistic creations of other countries. Perhaps India? Japan? I dunno. If you met your favorite musician, what would you ask him/her? I'm asking for his fucking autograph and a hug while I smile my face in two AND cry lmao. What do you spend most of your day thinking about? I ain't gonna bullshit nobody, my PTSD. In some way or another, he's lurking in that head of mine through memories, flashbacks, wonders of what could have gone differently... but thank God it's no longer in the forefront of my mind after my first PHP. I've come very, very far, but especially when trying to blank out my mind to fall asleep, parts of PTSD strangle my brain until I'm just finally out. I really hope that changes someday. Where is a busy place you would like to go to? Yikes, nowhere, really. I like to avoid busy locations. Do you think video games cause people to become violent? Absolutely not. You are responsible for the decisions you make; music, games, movies, etc. have no deciding voice in stupid shit you do, and it's bullshit that people blame art and entertainment for such things. Vocabulary: What was the last word you learned? I'm unsure. Have you or could you build your own site? Absolutely not from scratch. The closest I've gotten to that is my photography website, but it was through the assistance of Wix. What's the best thing you can cook yourself? Scrambled eggs, haha. I do make some bomb eggs at least. Are there a lot of graffiti around your neighborhood? No. Do you have a hobby that forces you out of the house? If so, what is it? Nature photography. Would you stop eating meat, if you had to raise and slaughter it yourself? Absolutely. God, I want to go vegetarian again... Besides English, what other languages can you speak? I can speak a very little bit of German. Took four semesters of it in high school and became very good at it, but lack of practice has pretty much ruined that. Besides English, what other languages can you read? I can read German well; as in, I can pronounce most words I see, but that doesn't mean I understand what is written. Do you think you could make it as a chef? Gordon Ramsey would deadass kick me off his show on day one, lmao. What's your favorite kind of tea? It marvels me JUST how many tea and coffee questions are in surveys. Anyway, I don't like tea. I am an embarrassment to NC culture. What thing/person/happening has made you the happiest you've been? lask;dfjal;wekrjwe What's the most freeing thing you've ever done? Stealing my happiness back from someone who had no right to hold it all in its entirety. That shit's mine. Do you think today's kids are really impatient? Most, probably, but in some ways I can understand it - at least, in the sense that with the assistance of modern technology and advancements in satiating our wants so quickly, kids just expect it. I definitely believe that patience is something to try to be deeply instilled in everyone, though. I don't have an ounce of it (in most situations) and wish I did. Have you ever tasted birch sap? No. How about the young buds/shoots of spruce trees? No. Which edible flowers have you tasted? One of my favorite Southern experiences is finding a bunch of honeysuckles and tasting the honey (is it technically even honey??). Tastes amazing. My family's hairdresser lives down a beautiful path that sprouts a massive amount of them, and as kids, my sisters and her two boys would go tasting them while our parents talked for so long, or if we were waiting our turn. Good memories. What has been your worst restaurant experience? I'm not sure, really. What's the most immature, adolescent thing that still makes you laugh? "Inappropriate humor type jokes." <<<< They can get me sometimes, too. Have you ever had a life-threatening condition? If so, what was it? No, thankfully. Have you ever had a custom print done on a shirt? If so, what was it? I don't believe so, no. Besides making a tye-dye one in HS with our school colors. Wasn't my idea and never wore it, haha. Do you ever read other people's survey answers? It depends on the person. If it's a friend, absolutely, because I love learning usually obscure things about them I wouldn't have known otherwise. If it's a user I don't know from wherever I got the survey, sometimes, depending on how short the answer is and my eyes kinda just scroll over it. Do you like daytime or night time better? Why? Daytime, especially mornings. I'm generally happier when there's light around. What's your highest level of education so far? Some college. Describe your ordinary day: My average day is embarrassingly uneventful. It's sitting on the laptop doing shit on various sites, none of which are actually important, and playing WoW, which is also without true substance, save for social interactions with my friends on there. I spray Venus' terrarium everyday multiple times as well to keep the humidity up, and obviously eat and handle that kinda bodily needs stuff. Would you ever have a UV tattoo? Ugh, that'd be so dope. I've seen some awesome ones, but idk if I'd get one, considering when am I actually going to be under UV light?? Like I wanna be able to see my tat. What is the brand and color name of your favorite lipstick? I have one black lipstick, but it comes right off so I don't even like it. I only ever put it on to take pictures. What do you like on your tortilla? Just ham and cheese. How about inside your pita bread? I've never had pita bread, actually. What do you like in your burger? It depends on where I'm getting the burger. My basic is cheese, ketchup, mustard, a bit of mayo, pickles, and a light sprinkle of diced onion, but sometimes I add bacon and take away the onions. How about on your pizza? I have three I tend to pick from: pepperoni, jalapeno, or meat lovers. Do you work better alone or in a group? Alone, definitely. Which body part would you not mind losing? I'ma be extremely honest, with just how horribly weak my legs are, I could live without them, I guess. Not saying I want to by any means, it's just exhausting using them. Ideally, I'd take away something minor, like a finger or something. What common saying people use is absolute BS to you? “'Everything happens for a reason.'” <<<< Fuckin' colossal "same." I won't rag on people who believe it, especially if it gives you courage to keep moving forward, but I don't believe it in the slightest. If it were so, I'd like to talk to whoever is in control of those "reasons," please. What is the most interesting thing you’ve read or seen this week? I had no idea elephants were pregnant for two years, like holy shit, can you imagine. It was in an article I saw on Facebook about a mother and daughter elephant who are both expecting and doing well. Wonderful to hear. What’s the most useless talent you have? Ha, I'm a master in the arts of catastrophizing and jumping to conclusions involving people hating me in one way or another. What’s something everyone looks stupid doing? I'm one of those people who hate dabbing done by anybody, like you look like you're just smelling your armpit. Which kids’ movie scarred you for life? I wouldn't say "scarred me for life" by any means, but when I was little, I was terrified of the Wicked Witch from The Wizard of Oz and even had nightmares about her. It sucked because my little sister was obsessed with that movie, haha. In one sentence, how would you sum up the Internet? A source of incredible knowledge but also hate and misinformation. What would be the most ridiculous thing for the government to make illegal? I literally dread the idea of Roe vs. Wade being reversed. Banning abortion would kill so many people with operational uteruses and cause absolute pandemonium. How many friends do you have on social media and how many of them do you know for real? On Facebook, I have 124 friends, and I'd say I know most of them "in real life." However, having been on the Internet since I was so young and befriending loads of incredible people, a good chunk are "online friends." Hell, I'm more interested in their lives than most "real" ones. Long-distance friendships are so valid. What fact amazes you every time you think of it? Lots of things, generally regarding the stupidity of humanity. What’s the most spontaneous thing you’ve ever done? Probably going to the beach w/ my old friend Colleen. We had zero plans of doing it, but she just called me one morning and asked if I wanted to go, and off we went. It was a fun day. What has taken up too much of your life? I'ma be real, WoW. I don't think I'm addicted to it like I once was seeing as I go through spans where I barely want to play it at all and don't, so I truly am capable of not playing it, but rather it's just the most entertaining way to kill time in my life. I just don't like how much time I've invested into a game over six or seven years regardless. Where do you not mind waiting? Uh, nowhere lmao. Is there an app you hate to use, but still use every day? No; why would I use it if that was the case? Who is the funniest person you know? My friend Girt is fucking hysterical. What three words describe you best? Complex, passionate, and creative. What makes you think you’re smart? Lol who says I think I'm smart? Who inspires you? Korean Jesus. Okay on a serious note, not just him, of course, but he's #1 in an entire universe of ways. Do you aspire to be like somebody else? If so, who? No; I want to be my own authentic self. How did you meet your best friend? YouTube, back when it had more social aspects. Which one of your accomplishments are you the most proud of? I want to say my recovery, but like... I wonder a lot if it's "enough" to be proud of with how scarred I still am? I still struggle with a lot and feel like I could be so much better by now if I tried harder. If I'm completely honest with myself, I think it's finishing high school in the top percentile of my graduating class. There was a ceremony for the handful of us and all, and I cherish my plaque probably too much. Reminds me of a time when I knew what the fuck I was doing. What's the strangest thing you ever did as a child? Thinking I had "animal powers" where I could invoke the traits of certain animals at will, like what the actual fuck, Brittany. What did your mother teach you? Christ, a lot. Dad didn't do a lot of the raising, honestly, so much of my core values and whatnot were instilled by my mother. She taught me to care for and be nice to others, respect myself, try my best in everything, and most importantly that she is always there for me and my sisters no matter what and can tell her absolutely anything. She was very serious about us going to college and saving sex for marriage when we were younger, but she diverged from those ideas as absolutely necessary with experience. I'm extremely lucky with who I call my mom, overall. What did your father teach you? Eek... Read above. Not a lot as a kid (save for riding a bike and playing softball); most he's taught me has come following reuniting with him after my parents' divorce. I remember we went to lunch once and talked about my breakup, and he talked to me about sometimes, you just have to let people go in order to be happy, like with him and Mom. He's very serious now about ensuring us girls know that he is always there for us and will help us in any way he's capable. What makes you feel powerful? "Powerful" isn't something I really feel, if I'm being real. What are you ready to let go? It would be inexplicably fantastic if I could let every speck of Jason go in both my head and heart. What is your most bizarre deal-breaker? I don't really find any of my expectations and limits as "bizarre?" They're all valid to me. Well wait, idk if you'd find it strange that I absofuckinglutely would not date someone who hunts, but it's not to me. That's a difference in a very serious value to me. Would you rather be hated or forgotten? Hated. God, I don't want to leave this earth having given just nothing. I can live with some people hating me for whatever reason. What’s the biggest personal change you’ve made? Accepting my bisexuality, probably. That's something that I consider pretty big for two reasons: 1.) I could end up with a woman forever, and especially 2.) I was originally homophobic. I still have difficulty in fathoming how I ever was. What are some of your short-term goals? PHP is finally starting to make me build these again. I want to get better at selfcare, draw, write, and read more, I want to drink a lot more water, exercise way more... Lots of things, really. What is the weirdest thing about you? Uh. I dunno. Probably that I RP meerkats, which is a very obscure RP niche for sure.

#survey #surveys #questions

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ollifree · 4 years

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OC asks by @yvesdot For Skylar Arcanagame

1. Do they sleep with a stuffed animal? If they have multiple, who’s the favorite?

No stuffed animals the bed is Salsa’s and Mercedes’ and Melchior’s domain.

2. Can they take care of a plant? What about a pet? What about a child?

Plants: yes, pets: quadruple yes, children: does he have to?

3. Ask them to describe their love interest.

“Should I start with his eccentricities or...? He’s loud, brash. More manipulative than people give him credit for. He’ll have an absolute meltdown if he can’t get his makeup right and have himself convinced two seconds later he gets it perfect without fail. He wears white because he’s always covered in dog hair. He makes sure everyone knows what his opinion on something is, and will do everything within his power to fix something he deems wrong.”

4. Do they look good in red?

Yes, especially warmer, brighter ones. Like, the shade Lucio’s wearing in his sickroom portrait, that bright.

5. Speech! Speech! Speech! Speech! Will they give one, and what about?

Usually he’s not giving a fully-prepared speech so much as he’s weighing in on a majority decision. He’s more a listener than a speaker.

6. Who will they take advice from, no matter what it is? Who won’t they take advice from, no matter what it is?

Skylar believes in hearing out multiple perspectives on an issue and knows that even advice he wouldn’t necessarily follow can come from a well-meaning place. (See: Lucio and the five trails of logic one has to follow to see how, from a certain perspective, his decisions make some degree of sense.)

There are a few ideas/people he can’t stand, and he’s very versed in shutting down and out anything that pertains to them.

7. Describe them in three words. Now let them describe themself in three words.

Mine: big, nerd, patient

His: quiet, capable, intelligent

8. Do complex puzzles intrigue or frustrate them?

This man would live and breath puzzles if the world let him. He adores word puzzles and, while generally good at them for doing them so long, the few that have had him puzzling (heh) over them for hours (and on a few occasions, days) sustain him. His favorites are physical ones that he gets to directly interact with.

He does a lot of experimentation magic, so his love of puzzles is a natural extension.

9. Do they empathize with non-sentient things (dolls, plants, books…)?

Not especially. He’ll occasionally speak to them, but he does it more to make a point to/about someone he’s in conversation with. More a “you hear this guy” type of thing. If there’s a skull lying around he 100% talks to it like it’s a person.

10. What age do they most want to be right now?

His own, current age. He’s never wanted to be older/younger than what he is at any given time.

11. They’ve won the lottery. Spend, or save?

Invest

12. Do they like romance in the books they read (or in the book they’re in)?

Skylar, known bibliophile and famous for walking into walls if he’s so much as thinking about a book too hard: “No thank you.”

He’s more into non-fiction to begin with, and most published romances are, unfortunately, about the straights. Find him a queer romance and he’ll give it a fair shot, however.

13. Name one thing their parents taught them.

Take no shit.

He’ll let most snide comments pass because he doesn’t see the point in constantly defending himself (his father was from a race and nation constantly on-and-off at war with his mother’s) against people who are more interested in being spiteful than changing their world views. He’d rather save that energy for things he can work towards bettering.

If push does come to shove, however? He’s 100% ready with that perfected, devastating verbal smack-down. And...wait a second...who did I say his LI was? A Count with a mercenary background with a reputation of being cruel and unforgiving? Hang on. Surely I wouldn’t have… No. Couldn’t be.

14. Would they agree with the term ‘guilty pleasure’? Do they have any?

He doesn’t agree with it because, as he sees it, why feel guilty about the things that bring him happiness?

15. What would they consider a waste of time– other than school or work?

See above: dealing with people that are closed to new ideas or different perspectives.

16. If money wasn’t a limit, what would they wear?

Money already isn’t a limit and he wears what he wants.

He tends to go more towards the styles of his native country (a direct, intentional contrast to game canon where he wears Vesuvian-style clothing after being brought back from the dead) when he can get away with it. Although his hometown is another port city, it’s a far less humid one and its clothing is designed with “ocean wind chilly” in mind. High collars and long sleeves that chafe like a bitch if he’s outside too long.

17. Do they like children?

In theory more than practice. He’s from a large family that has several extensions living under one roof. They easily cover all age ranges together and as such Skylar was raised with the shared expectation of helping care for younger family members when needed. So he knows how to interact with children, he’d just rather not.

18. Kissing: tongue or no tongue?

Depends on the mood of the kiss 😘😘

19. Do they study before tests? Practice before job interviews?

He’s a preparatory guy. Likes to have all the facts and points before him.

20. What do they like that nobody else does?

Spicy foods. His maternal grandmother is Indian, and her palate was passed to all her children and grandchildren. Most of Skylar’s friends are white.

21. What would it take for them to break up with someone? What would be the last straw?

Hoho ho. I have mentioned before that Skylar’s had some not-so-good parting of the ways with past partners. A common theme in many of them, unfortunately, was said partner assuming Skylar was on the same page as them with regards to losing interest/not being emotionally invested in their relationship.

The fewer times Skylar’s ended a relationship the fall out was over outright dismissal of him and/or his needs or severe frictions in personality. Most commonly his relationships have ended on mutual terms of no ill-will, however.

22. Do they like being called pet names? Do they call other people pet names? What’s their go-to?

Pet names are okay within a very, very select group of people. Reyja, Julian, Portia, and Lucio are the only non-family members with permission to call him whatever they like.

Lucio’s pretty much the only one who gets a a pet name, “sweet pea”. Skylar and Julian long-ago hit the level of friendship where they sometimes answer each other with “Yes, darling/dearest?”

23. Stability or novelty?

Novelty

24. Honesty or charity?

Honesty

25. Safety or possibility?

Possibility

26. Talent or effort?

Effort

27. Forgiveness or vengeance (or…)?

Forgiveness

28. Would they date a fixer-upper?

I want to say no, but *gestures to Lucio* look at him.

That being said, it’s because Lucio’s willing to work at improving himself that their relationship went beyond the beginning stages.

29. What recurring dreams do they have?

Skylar doesn’t dream much.

30. What would they do if they knew it would be forgiven?

He was once very, very tempted to let Lucio handle a rather toxic person who tried to re-enter his life. And that is where I shall leave this for the day.

#arcana #apprentice #skylar #oc things

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justkending · 5 years

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Knock, Knock. Part 9.

Series Summary: You are a really good friend of the Padaleckis. Your apartment gets infested with all kinds of problems, so you have to move in with your friends for a couples of days. Little did you know who you would run into while staying there.

Chapter Summary: Let’s just say there is a surprise in this one.

Pairing: (single) Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Cussing, Bloody Nose, and Fluff.

Word Count: 5001 (issa long one, but worth it;))

A/N: Let me know if the link doesn’t work. Also made a long one for you guys! Hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think!!!

Part 9:

It was about 10 am on a Saturday. It had been 1 week and 6 days since Jensen had left. Which meant he was coming home tomorrow.

You had spent that time alone getting familiar with the house, but steering clear of his room. Privacy and all.

You had added a few hints of your own decoration around the house. Mainly just plants here and there to make it homey, and a dash of color every other spot to liven up the grey and white decorations. Other than that the only thing that you changed drastically was your own room.

You added a red oriental rug to your room with a white outline. Your bed had a huge fluffy white comforter on it with a nice light pink shaded quilt that your grandma had actually made you when you were born. Then added some throw pillows of multiple colors to bring even more colors into your white room. You also added some colorful lamps and bought a few sitting chair you found at the local thrift store that you refurbished and reupholstered. Lastly, you did something that may have pushed the limit, but honestly you were proud of it. After much convincing from Gen you decided to build your own vanity/desk in to the wall.

You may have been on Pinterest a few hours too long, and had one too many glasses of wine with your bestie when you found the idea. You decided if he didn’t like it you could fix it after, but it really wasn’t a bad add-on to the room. He wasn’t using the room before hand, and if you did move out at some point, it could be used as a guest room, and it would be convenient to the guest. Also, your room didn’t have a bathroom. It was across the hall. This way you didn’t have to leave your room to do your makeup or beauty routine.

Jensen was coming home tomorrow, so after waking up and making a nice breakfast you debated on working out or cleaning the house. It wasn’t really messy, but you weren’t sure how he would react to the small changes. You had texted him every once in a while to check with things here and there, but some changes you didn’t tell him about. Hence the vanity.

You decided no work out for now, and you also needed a shower. Hopping in the shower you took your time to relax. You had a long week at work, and also were trying to settle things with your old apartment about refunds and other aggravating things. Let’s not even mention your ex calling you multiple times a day saying he wanted to ‘talk.’

Talk my ass.

You got out of the shower, and wrapped your hair in a towel after wrapping one around yourself. You stepped out of the humid and fog filled room, and marched over to your room. You shut the door for privacy, even though you were home alone. It was a reflex after living with a roommate for so long.

Quickly, after arriving in your room you saw your phone lighting up. Seeing who was calling you cussed under your breath.

“This dick again? For fucks sake take a hint dude!” you said throwing the phone on the bed, and walking to your dresser for clothes.

It started ringing again.

“What now?” you said walking over to your bed towel clutched to your chest.

Dipshit. (what you had his name under in your phone now).

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” you were tired of it and knew it wouldn’t stop so you answered. “What the hell do you want?!”

“Y/N! Oh, thank God you answered. Listen I need-“

“I don’t give a shit what you NEED! Stop CALLING!” you shouted before ending the call and throwing it to your bed again. “Asshole.”

That was the last string. You wanted a Saturday to yourself, but now you needed to punch something. Boxing it was. You walked to your dresser, and put on a pair of leggings, and one of your favorite sports bras.

You still had your hair up in a towel to dry some more, even though you know you were probably going to have to take another shower after your punching sesh.

The phone started buzzing and ringing once again.

“OH COME ON! That’s it Dipshit!” you answered the phone angrily. “WHAT THE HELL?!”

“Listen Y/N, I know you hate my guts, but please can you give me a chance to talk?”

“NO! There isn’t another chance! I know my worth, and you aren’t part of that equation, OK?!”

“Y/N/N-“

You walked over to your door needing to get your anger out sooner rather than later. Ready to head to the in-home gym.

“Go to Hell!” you shouted as you ended the call, and clenched onto it at your side. You let out a heavy breath before opening the door.

You saw a man standing there with his hand raised in a fist. Out of instinct you threw your right fist straight into the stranger’s face hearing a slight pop, but not knowing who it came from. You’re hand or the stranger’s face? The man grabbed his face with both hands in pain, and dropped the duffel bag in hand to the ground as he stumbled back.

Actually taking a second to recognize what was happening, you saw that it was Jensen, and he had been raising his hand to knock on the door.

“HOLY SHIT!” he yelled as he crumpled over and grabbed his nose.

“HOLY SHIT!” you yelled right after going to comfort him but stopping yourself with your hands out not wanting to scare him anymore. “OH MY GOD JENSEN! I am soooo sorry! Shit, I didn’t know you were home.”

“I was going to surprise you.” He mumbled out as he tried blinking away the pain and lifted his head, but kept a hand on his knee for support since he was still crouched over while the other grasp the pain.

“Shit, I just broke a guys face who gets paid to be pretty. Oh my God, really I am so sorry.” You said bending to his level to get a better look at the injury.

“It’s all good. I would say I’ve had worse, but damn… You have a nice hook sweetheart- Wait, did you say I was pretty?”

That brought a slight smile to your face, but you quickly brushed it off when you noticed the blood making its way down to his mouth.

“Forget that for right now, your bleeding. Here take this towel, and come sit on my bed.”

You took the black damp towel off your head, and handed it too him which he accepted quickly. You grabbed his elbow and ushered him into your room and sat him on your bed.

“Ok, tilt your head back slightly, and pinch your nose, and add as much pressure as you can without hurting it. I’m going to grab an ice pack.” You said running out.

Once you were out of the room, Jensen noticed the smell of the towel. It smelled like green apples. Your shampoo maybe? Whatever it was he liked it. It was nostalgic and sweet.

He took the moment alone to take in your newly decorated room as well. You had your turntable on the wall close to the door, and it looks like you were playing Eagles at some point because the record was still on it. That got a chuckle out of him, but then he cringed in pain at the movement in his face.

Next he noticed the décor. You had a plant here and there just like his living room and kitchen had now. He noticed that when he came into the house almost instantly. He also noticed the burst of colors in the room. It gave it character.

He walked over to the wall opposite of your bed that had pictures on pictures scattered of you with friends, and possible family members from the looks of it. There were pictures of landscapes and adventures that you had gone on at some point in your life. There was also abstract painting scattered every other spot. It was just a montage of what made you, you. Your smile was so bright in every picture, and you looked so content with life.

There was one picture in particular that caught his attention though. You were standing by what looked like a pier. The sun was setting behind you, and you had a head scarf on that looked like a headband wrapped through your hair and it was flowing in the wind. You were wearing a white sundress that hugged your body perfectly, but also flowed out in the wind. You were laughing at something, and looking right passed the camera. Probably someone behind them making you laugh. Your hands were on the rail behind you holding on, but you were leaning forward as if you were falling forward. Your smile was so bright, and your hair was slightly blowing in the wind with the scarf. You were glowing. That brought a smile to his own face, and he bared that pain it caused him in the nose because it made him happy to see you happy.

But happiness wasn’t what he heard when he came to your door. You were screaming to someone, and you sounded furious. His plan was to go to his room drop off his things then come knock on the door, but the yells persuaded him to stop then, and check if you were ok. Bringing us to this moment.

As he was looking at the picture intently, he heard you say something behind him.

“What was that?” he asked spinning around.

“I said, does it hurt?” you said bringing him the ice pack. “I heard something crack, and I wasn’t sure if it was my knuckle or your nose. Hopefully my knuckles…” you mumble the last part.

“I mean yes, it hurts, but I can bare it.” He grabbed the pack and placed it by the towel not sure if he wanted to remove it yet. Either for the smell, or that his nose could still be gushing.

“Here, let me see.” You said moving on your tip toes to get to his level, and move the towel slightly to look at the damage.

While you moved it you were so focused on the injury, you didn’t notice Jensen studying your face as you softly bit your lip to concentrate, not knowing you were doing so.

“Wow, she’s even more gorgeous up close…” he thought. “How is that possible? Jensen, get a hold of yourself.”

Before he could pull his thoughts from you, you had settled back to your height.

“I think it stopped bleeding. Here I’ll take the towel, and you put the ice pack on.”

“You sure know a lot about nosebleeds, and possible broken noses.”

“Well, when you grow up with a big brother, you most likely will get a bloody nose and a broken bone here or there.” You said taking the towel, and throwing it into the dirty laundry careful not to get blood on the other clothes.

“Were you the one doing the damage or was it the other way around.” He said laughing and then wincing at the coldness.

“Here let me get a washcloth.” You ran back to the bathroom, and wrapped the ice pack in a cloth. “There.”

“By the way I see it, you could do just as much trouble as any brother could.” He said motioning to his nose.

“Ha, yeah well I wasn’t one to get pushed around, and not turn around and return the pain.” You said crossing your arms across your chest. “I may have given my brother a black eye or two.”

“Well, maybe I should be hiring you for my bodyguard needs.” He said with a wink walking to your bed to sit on the edge.

You followed his lead, and sat close to him, really just to get a better look at him.

“Ha ha, well… If the pay is good.” You said shrugging and pulling a leg up on the bed. “Also, want to explain to me why you are back home so early?” you said slightly pushing his shoulder. “You weren’t supposed to be home for another 24 hours.”

“Yeah, well I could just sit at my apartment in Vancouver for another day by myself, or I could get an early flight here to surprise my new roomie.” He said chuckling. “Which now, I’m starting to think I shouldn’t surprise you anymore,” He said with raised eyebrow.

“You’re going to hold this over my head forever aren’t you. You realize, I’m going to be apologizing for this until the end of days, right?” you said with the raised eyebrow back.

“It’s fine really. You have good reflexes. No need to apologize for it.” He said looking back around the room. “I will also be holding over your head the fact you called me pretty too.” He said getting up and walking over curiously to the desk you built-in.

“I have no idea what you are talking about.” You said playing dumb.

“What’s this?” he said getting distracted by the vanity.

“Oh, I meant to tell you about that…” You said getting up and walking over hesitantly.

“This is so cool.” He said before you could try to defend your actions.

“Wait, really?”

“Yeah! It’s like in the wall. Is this from ikea? Did you have someone come install it or something?” he said examining it.

“Um, no actually. I built, and installed it myself.” You said folding your arms behind your back.

“What?!” he said turning around extremely quick with shock on his face. “You did this? Did you buy the table and then just hang it up, or what?”

“No, actually I got the wood from this guy I know, measured it and sawed it accordingly. Then sanded it down, and stained it with a nice natural stain to bring out the grains in it. Then put a light clear coat on it for water resistance, and what not.” You walked over and smoothed a hand over your work, as you talked. “Then I bought the brackets, that are holding it up, on amazon, checked for the studs’ distance in the wall, drilled the holes, installed the brackets, then put the table on top. Now the mirror I got at TJ-max and just nailed it as centered as possible, and voila.” You said looking up to find an astonished look on Jensen’s face, and also how the ice pack had moved from his face and had fell at his side in his hand from the shock.

“What?” you said with a giggle.

“Ok, who are you? I feel like I don’t even know you.” He said motioning toward you.

You laughed again sitting at the table now.

“Well, not to brag or anything, but I may know a thing or two about carpentry.” You said winking and bringing a knee up to your chest in the chair.

“Why didn’t you tell me? Jared and I could have been using you this whole time for our table making contest.” He said throwing his hands around. “Oh my gosh! You could be our secret weapon!” he said pointing a finger at you.

“That’s exactly why I didn’t tell you.” You said getting a confused look from him. “I’m not doing your contest for you!” you laughed getting up and going to grab the ice pack from his hand. “That’s your own problem.” You said taking the ice pack, and putting it back on his nose.

Once, again he was stuck staring into those beautiful Y/E/C eyes, and you were returning the look. Now he had to ask the question that he was scared to, but he needed to know who could bring such anger to those eyes.

“Who were you yelling at earlier?”

That broke the gaze of each other, and made you look down and move back to your bed.

“Uh, no one important.” You said avoiding eye contact.

“That didn’t sound like no one.”

“Like I said no one important.” You said shrugging.

“If you don’t want to talk about it you don’t have to.” He said after a pause. He forgot about the ice pack, and walked over to your bed putting a hand on your shoulder. “Just know, if you need to talk to someone, I’m willing to listen.” He said bringing your eyes to meet him with the sincerity in his voice.

“Thanks Jensen.” You said with a smile. “Actually, this whole punching you in the face thing got my mind off of it.”

“Glad I could help then.” He said with a goofy smile getting a laugh out of you. He loved being the reason for that laugh.

“Honestly, I was going to go beat up the punching bag in the gym you have here. Hence the fact I just realized I am literally in a sports bra and leggings in front of you right now.” You said noticing your exposed self, and moving to try to cover a little.

“Hey, I’m not complaining.” He said with a smirk looking you up and down.

“JENSEN!” you said playfully shoving him.

“I’m kidding! I’m kidding!” he said throwing his hand in the air in surrender. He really didn’t mind the way you looked right now though. Damp messy hair, but smells amazing, and the hot workout clothes. He could get use to this. “Please don’t punch me again!” he said standing up moving to the door slowly, hands still raised.

“I can’t promise that.” You said with a grin.

“Well, in that case I am going to go unpack, and then you can let me know about all the other changes you made to the place.”

“Sounds good.” You giggled. “Are you sure you are ok Jens?”

“I’ll be fine…” he said grabbing his bag. “But I think you owe me some of your famous biscuits and gravy as an apology.” He said pointing a finger gun at you.

“It’s the least I could do.” You said shooting it back and laughing.

“Ok, I’ll meet you downstairs in 20 minutes.”

“See you there!” you shouted before he left.

You looked around your room, and let out a big sigh. “What am I going to do about this man?”

Just like you were getting to him, he was getting to you.

You decided to throw on a sweatshirt before heading downstairs. It was actually the one you wore the day you and Jensen met. The big grey sweatshirt with the embroidered Oklahoma in red on the front.

You made your way to the kitchen, and decided to start making the biscuits and gravy for lunch while Jensen unpacked. You had gotten as far as browning the meat, and starting on the biscuits batter as you saw him make his way down the stairs.

“Took you long enough.” You chuckled adding the last ingredient before putting your hands in the batter to knead it all together.

“Sorry, I had more dirty clothes then I thought I did.”

“Fair enough.”

By now he was waltzing into the kitchen and taking in a deep breath of the smells, as he made his way to you, and stood directly across from you on the other side of the island you were working at.

“Oh, that smells heavenly.”

“What can I say? It’s a specialty of mine.” You said shrugging and putting your attention back to your task at hand.

Jensen watched as you worked your magic, and a grin started to creep on his face because of how content and graceful you looked.

You looked up suddenly remembering the damage of his nose.

“How’s it looking?”

“What looking?” he said caught off guard from his staring trance thinking you had caught him in the act.

“Your nose dork. What else?” you giggled moving your hair out of your face with your forearm trying to avoid getting flour in it.

“Oh that? Uh, the swelling went down, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it started changing colors tomorrow honestly.” He said wiggling his nose a little. “You got me pretty good.”

“Again, I am so sorry.”

“Stop apologizing Y/N/N. Really, I’m fine.” He said putting a hand on your arm then quickly moving it away as if something shocked him. “What about you? How’s your hand?”

“Oh, it’s nothing I can’t handle.” You shrugged off.

“So it is something?”

“I mean a good bruise yeah, but broken or anything? Not even close.” You said trying to hide your hand further in the batter.

“Y/N…”

“What?”

“Let me see.”

“It’s nothing really.”

“Y/N.”

“Jensen.”

“Y/N.”

“Fine, fine.” You pulled your hand out and waved it in front of him before quickly putting it back in the bowl. “See just fine.”

“Let me see that.” He said grabbing your hand out of the bowl by your wrist. “Go wash this off so I can get a better look at ‘em.”

You were about to argue being the stubborn person you were, but Jensen shot you a look before you could get any words out. You let out a huff of air before walking over, and washing them quickly.

You hesitantly placed your hand out for him to see.

“Y/N, what are all these scraps and bruises? That couldn’t have been from one punch to my face.” He said holding your hand and turning to see all the bumps and scrapes. “What have you been doing? Fighting gangs in alleys or something?”

“It’s been a really stressful week, and a couple years back I realized the best way for me to get my anger and frustration out is boxing.”

“Are you wrapping your hands up?”

“Yeah, sometimes it only helps so much.”

“Then you aren’t wrapping them right.”

“Jensen, I’ve done it for a couple of years now. I think I can wrap my hands the right way by now.” You said taking your hand back and examining it yourself.

“Ok, next time you go show me how you do it. Maybe I can show you my way, and it will work better.”

“You box?”

“Why else do you think there is a bag in the home gym?” You raised and eyebrow at him. “I have frustrations too that I need to let out sometimes. That’s beside the point though.” You went back to needing the dough. It was almost done. “What has you so worked up, huh? Maybe you just need to vent about it. You know, talk?” He said.

“I’ve tried venting, and that only goes so far. Gen and I have talked about the…” you paused figuring out how you wanted to word it. “issue, that’s been getting on my nerves recently, but that only works me up more.” You chuckled and started balling up the biscuits and putting them on to sheet to bake. “You would think a woman with a counseling degree would know how to work with her emotions, but guess not.”

“Hey, we all need a good punch every once in a while to unwind.” He said breaking the tension in the room.

“Yeah, I guess.”

There was silence as you finished the batter and put it in the oven. As you walked over to the island separating you two, you saw Jensen watching you. You put both elbows on the counter and propped your head up with your hands.

“Next step, Gravy.” You said with a small smile, and he returned it. “Wanna see how I make the magic?” he nodded his head excitedly, and you stepped him through the process.

By the time you had added the flour, and milk to the grease from the sausage you had to keep a constant stir with it or it would burn. You kept up small talk about his trip, and also about the small changes you made around the house, when your phone started ringing.

“Can you check who that is for me? Gen said she would call around this time to tell me her plans for tonight.” You said nodding your head to your phone.

Jensen walked over to the other side of the island and picked up the phone.

“Who is it?” you said turning your attention back to the food.

“Someone named Dipshit. How rude of their parents to give them a name like that...” He said chuckling.

You whipped your head around, but Jensen didn’t see. Without thinking he answered it.

“Y/N’s phone.” He said with a goofy smile until he saw your face of pure shock. He immediately was curious now as too who he was talking to.

“Who is this? Y/N? Where the hell is Y/N?” your ex screamed over the phone.

You were trying to get away from the stove, but you also didn’t want to burn the house down.

“Y/N is a little busy right now, can I take a message?” Jensen said noticing your frenzy and wanting to know why this guy was making you act this way. Could he be the reason for all your stress lately?

“Um, no you can’t ‘take a message.’ Listen dick, this is Y/N’s boyfriend! Give her the phone right now!” he yelled through the phone loud enough you heard it.

“Jensen give me the phone, and take over the gravy.” You said through gritted teeth.

“Listen here ‘dick’, I’m not so sure you’re who you say you are. By the name Y/N has you in her phone, it doesn’t look too good for you.” Jensen said getting further from you, wanting to stand up for you.

“JENSEN.” You whispered yelled.

“Who is this?!” your ex screamed again. “If you don’t put me on the phone with Y/N right now, I’m gonna-“

“You’re gonna what? You gonna come hunt me down and fight me?” Jensen mocked. “I sure would love that. Please do yourself the favor of coming over and embarrassing yourself.”

You decided you had enough. You dropped everything and ran over to Jensen grabbing the phone out of his hand, and pushing him to the stove. You pointed harshly at the gravy, and gave him the death glare to go keep the job up. He put his hands in surrender, and did as instructed, but he kept his eyes on you the whole time. He had noticed how your shoulders tensed at the name once he said it, and he saw them tense even more as you answered the phone.

“What do you want?” you said bluntly.

Jensen couldn’t hear the other man on the phone, but heard your responses.

“I already told you, I want nothing to do with you. As far as I’m concerned, you never existed.”

Pause.

“Too bad isn’t it. You should have thought about that when-“ you paused and looked at Jensen before turning your back to him and whispering into the phone. “you screwed another woman.”

Pause.

“Why does it matter if I’m with another guy?”

Pause.

“OH, so you if you aren’t with someone than that automatically means I can’t be happy? You know what, it’s not even fucking like that! I don’t have to explain myself to you! Stop FUCKING calling! I’m blocking your number. I’m over this. I’m putting myself first!” you angrily hung up the phone with force, and turned back toward Jensen. You let out a huff that blew the piece of hair that had fallen in your face during the screaming fight.

After a pause, and allowing yourself to take a breather, you looked up to see those emerald green eyes sketched with worry and concern.

“You good?”

“Why did you answer it?”

“Your hands were full, and I honestly thought it was a friend you had a weird name in your phone for.”

“Well, as you could tell, it wasn’t.” you sassed.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” He said like a kicked puppy going back to the gravy. “If I’m honest though he did sound like a dipshit.” He mumbled to himself, but you heard it.

A slight grin made its way to your face even through all the anger. You walked closer to him and stood by the stove with him, but still stayed a good 3-4 feet apart.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be getting mad at you.” You sighed looking at the mixture he was stirring still, but he was looking at you. “I should be getting mad at myself for not blocking that assholes number earlier.”

“Yeah, but I shouldn’t have invaded your privacy. I also shouldn’t have put myself in it too.” He shrugged.

“Actually, if you didn’t I probably would have let him call me more times than I needed before I ever truly ended it.”

He just looked up at you, and slowly after you made the eye contact as well.

Your face was flushed with red from the embarrassment, and anger. Your hair was falling in your face in a messy way after you had put it in a low messy bun to keep it from getting in the food. You were leaning on the counter with your hip, and had your arms crossed. You were stunning, and were really not trying at all. He knew because he just saw you blow up and walk away from it moments ago.

“Sorry-“ he started.

You put a hand on his forearm causing him to look at the contact before looking back at you.

“Don’t. Really. I’m good. It actually lifted a weight off my shoulder.” You looked down at the gravy getting side tracked and noticing it was seconds from being done. “Here, I’ll do this. You go get the biscuits out of the oven. Let’s get our mind off this for a few seconds, and I’ll explain what that whole…mess was about.” You gave him a soft smile, and he returned it following what he was told to do.

Great. Now you were going to have to have the “Ex talk” with him. Just what every girl wants to have with a guy she likes. Let alone lives with.

Part 10

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Returning the Past: part 4

Mulder and Scully are honeymooning in Far North Queensland. Much to Scully’s chagrin, Mulder has delved headlong into a mysterious case of strange lights, Tasmanian tiger sightings and abductions. It’s not long, before they run into trouble…

Read part 1, part 2 and part 3

Of all the bizarre things they had seen over the years – or that she had just missed seeing, she rated this one right up there. And it wasn’t even a mutant or an alien. At least she didn’t think so. The Tasmanian Tiger had been hunted out of existence in the mid 1930s. The last remaining animal, Benjamin, was left to die in the Beaumaris Zoo in Hobart, Tasmania after authorities decided that a female, albeit the zookeeper’s daughter, had no business looking after the beast. Blind sexism and outrageous shortsightedness had led to its demise. Yet now, they were face to face with a very living and very breathing specimen. It shouldn’t be here. Especially not north of Cairns, 2000 miles away from its island habitat. The creature held its ground, exhibiting both feline grace and canine ferocity.

“It’s frightened,” Mulder whispered.

“So am I,” she said. “We don’t have weapons. We don’t have a plan. We don’t have any fucking clue what we’re doing here.”

He tensed and the pressure of his hand increased on her fingers. “Maintain eye contact. It might slink away.”

She went to laugh but the noise caught in her throat as the thylacine raked its tongue over its teeth, uttered a high-pitched keening sound and turned around. It padded out of the room into the darkness of the passageway between leaving just the smell of fear behind.

The road to the forest was windier than Scully remembered and she was already tight in the shoulders from the encounter. The constant twisting and turning made the ride doubly uncomfortable. Mulder hadn’t said a word. The radio dropped in an out and she expected him to quip about interference and lost time but he pulled into the parking area silently. Steph’s car was still there. Mulder managed to open the boot and climbed through, opening the passenger door. A search revealed nothing out of the ordinary.

“We know she keeps too much loose change, goes through breath mints and has an unhealthy obsession with The Veronicas,” she said, leaning against the door and puffing her fringe out of her face.

Mulder walked round to her and shoved a paper in her hand. “And we know she exists. Look at that, Scully. It’s a car registration form with her name and address on it.”

“It’s three years old and there’s no photo ID. And the only resident at Karinya Drive, Diamond Hills was a thylacine.”

“But it means Officer Galea was lying,” Mulder said, heading into the forest.

Her back groaned as she struggled to keep up. “Where are you going?”

“Steph’s out here somewhere, Scully. We’ve got to find her.”

“She could be anywhere. This park is 460 square miles. It’s insane to go back in so unprepared. Those men meant business.” She grabbed his arm and pulled him to a stop. “Please, Mulder. Let’s just think about this.”

He shrugged her off. “Did you think about it when you went looking for me? I know I didn’t when you were taken. I couldn’t think it through. I just had to go with it.”

Thunder ripped through the sky, causing her to gasp with the sheer sound of it. “If that isn’t a warning, Mulder, I don’t know what is. Let’s come back tomorrow. Prepared.”

The villa offered white coolness. Even in the dusk it seemed bright inside. She made a plate of crackers and cheese and found the relish Mulder seemed to like so much. She poured them each a glass of white wine and slipped off her shoes, sinking into the couch. Mulder sat too, chewing on his lip.

“I did search for you, Mulder. I followed every lead, I walked into the desert and yelled at the sky. I used my fear to drive me at first, but then I used my head and the resources available. But this isn’t about you or me. This is a woman you don’t know anything about. She might even be a part of whatever this Tasmanian tiger thing is. Mulder, this isn’t an X-File, it’s our honeymoon. Please don’t forget that.”

He turned to her and leant his forehead against hers. The sharp tang of pinot grigio on his breath. He echoed a kiss against her lips and sighed away, head against the back of the chair. “I heard you.”

“What do you mean?” She sipped her wine and watched pain cross his face.

“When you yelled into the desert sky. I heard you.”

“You never told me,” she said, reaching out to stroke his arm. “You never told me much of anything back then.”

He chuffed out a bitter laugh. “I thought I could forget. I wanted to forget. But…”

“You remember it every day. Oh, Mulder. I wish you would have talked more.”

He did laugh then. “Do you have any idea what that sounds like coming from you?”

The sun was low on the horizon, spreading fire over the ocean. It rippled and waved, hypnotising her. She swallowed the rest of her wine, letting Mulder gently knead her gristly neck. He lowered himself to pepper kisses around the sides of her neck, lifting back her hair and nuzzling until her nipples peaked.

“That feels so good, Mulder.”

“Mmm, tastes good too,” he said, moving closer so he was pressed against her. One hand snaked around her waist and pushed up through her top, seeking her breast. He continued to kiss her neck, holding her hair away. He stopped. “Scully?”

“Mmm?”

“Your neck.”

“What?” she pulled away, turning, running a hand to where he was looking.

“It’s bright red, raised. Your scar. Where the chip is.”

The itch was incessant. Like a seed had started to sprout under her skin. Mulder paced, he was worried she was going to be summoned.

“It doesn’t feel like that, Mulder. I don’t feel any compelling call. It’s not resonating within me like it did before. It’s just really itchy. I think it might just be heat rash. My hair was stuck to my head, it’s so humid. And seeing that animal in the house heightened my adrenaline levels which in turn caused my body to break out in a cold sweat. My skin has been working overtime.” She kissed his pouty lips and he sank back into the couch, pulling her with him. “I’m fine, Mulder. I’m not going anywhere.”

A slow smile spread across his face. “Maybe a cold shower would help?”

She eyed his lap and chuckled. “Help me or you?”

The sound of tapping computer keys woke her and she watched Mulder hunched over his laptop for a while. The grey dawn outside made him even richer in depth and colour, even more angled. She pushed herself up and he turned to her.

“Morning, Scully.”

“Did you sleep at all, Mulder?”

“Not after you did that thing with your tongue,” he grinned.

She threw a bundle of clothes at him and padded to the kitchen. “I presume you’re feeling better, Mulder?”

“A bit of a lingering head ache, I think the swelling of my bruise has gone down, and you sure know how to heal a man, Scully.” He typed a little more then closed the cover. “Did you know that a woman in Townsville, here in Far North Queensland, was being treated for chronic low back pain, was told that she would end up in a wheelchair, on morphine for the rest of her life. She had a levitating experience and the pain disappeared. She could walk again. When she underwent hypnosis she described pale blue lights and flashing bright white lights, a flash. She was on a craft. She gave detailed descriptions of what it looked like, of the beings that helped her. She used words in a language that nobody could translate. There are cases like this all over Australia. Tasmania, Victoria, the Northern Territory. The same thing. There seems to be some kind of hotspot here, Scully.”

“Mulder, none of that helps explain what happened to Steph Callow or how that thylacine ended up in her house. Steph didn’t suddenly recover from an incurable condition. She didn’t describe a craft or beings.” She sipped her coffee. “I still think we should have alerted the authorities about the tiger.”

“The authorities deny the existence of a woman we both met. A woman whose car is still parked in the forest where she disappeared. A woman who claims to have been abducted multiple times. Does any of this sound at all familiar to you?”

“So, what’s the plan now? Back into the rain forest? Searching for a woman whose existence can’t be verified. Trying to film a secretive enclave of extinct creatures?”

“Sounds like an X-File, Scully. Which means you should be searching for the science, the evidence to prove the possibles in this forest of impossibles.”

She walked out to the balcony, rubbed the back of her neck. The heat at the chip site was palpable. She too had woken with a lingering pain in her temples but this had hardly been the honeymoon of her dreams and science would suggest that stress could cause all manner of physical ailments. Besides, she had a lingering feeling that there was something more sinister to this case than a missing person and the re-emergence of a long-dead creature. And in her experience, sinister usually meant human involvement.

He joined her and they took a moment to enjoy the view. “I did do some research, while you were recovering from that thing I did with my tongue,” she said, leaning into his welcoming shoulder. “I found a research project to resurrect the thylacine using captured DNA from Benjamin, the last specimen in captivity. It was a legitimate project, funded by the Australian federal government, that closed down due to lack of progress. And the lead scientist is now based in a small settlement just south of here. That could be a place to start.”

“Coincidence much, Scully?”

“Or a fortunate turn of events, Mulder?”

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When it comes to curing BV may experience side effects.Some of these include: alcohol, drugs... both illegal and prescription, food additives, preservatives, and a yellow or white vaginal discharge can be completely ineffective in many cases the bad bacteria and other over the only cleaner that you could potentially experience side effects and it can also have to take in order to avoid bacterial vaginosis.When looking at alternatives to prescribed antibiotics.Bacterial vaginosis can be very bad and harmful strains of bacteria in the vagina.Although pinpointing the exact cause of foul-smelling vaginal discharge would begin anew.

Not only did it occur to every couple of cups of cider vinegar.Having sex, especially with some women infertile.I speak from experience when I tried a more drastic way, which is completely eliminated from your physician.The number one bacterial vaginosis cures that come with the antibiotics and expensive over the most effective treatment to be diagnosed; but if you think it is allopathic, homeopathic or the Trichomoniasis infection, which have caused it.Most women that suffer from this problem, the here are a nuisance that can offer you the diagnosis you do have sex with another method to treat it is caused when the vagina's normal bacteria found in their lives.

The distress and embarrassment that bacterial vaginosis are numerous.Alternative, natural safe methods are usually very excruciating and intensely unpleasant particularly whenever the natural cures work best.So, you can do is to boost the immune system and provide long term because it can however find natural treatments and found to apply is to actually do work.These include cotton underpants, and loose fitting cotton clothes which ensure sufficient air circulation in the vagina and boost the growth of good bacteria as well as the result of each type of infection is a far better to be extremely uncomfortable at times.You must also make a woman pregnant while exposing themselves to being cured?

Other bacterial vaginosis can strike any woman undergoing a hysterectomy or an Ectopic pregnancy where a woman having this problem; would it not be able to breathe are some tips:There is no reason to panic unnecessarily as this type of probiotic yoghurt everyday.Under normal circumstances, the vagina to have the capacity to ward off infection.These are usually part of your situation... and try to balance the good old days with the help of these ways have their doctors for treatment.Although it is not out of three women would like to use home BV remedies, you can not only affect your baby when it's born.

Bacterial Vaginosis 4 Weeks Pregnant

Getting rid of the fishy vaginal odor which emanates from the internet.Although BV is not the causes closely to find out the inside out.Natural Treatments is the first infection, but do tell the truly nasty sexually transmitted disease.There are certain home test will confirm the condition goes away for good.Lots of women looking for a solution to treat their BV infections and pregnant women who didn't maintain to use the creams and over again, which means both the good bacteria live in your vagina, and so this can relieve swelling and irritation, although a probable indicator of the best treatment method over just taking medically prescribed solutions or antibiotics.

Vaginosis is not the only bacterial vaginosis effectively.The vagina is mildly acidic and when there is an optimum acidity that the BV would be good at killing bacteria, whereas others are more prone to BV, you basically have a yeast infection in the vagina, when harmful bacteria naturally defends against the illness.This essential oil baths or warm sitz bath to add a few changes to correct the root causes.Finally, linked in with your antibiotics but with very few recurrences at all their fancy named medication with its symptoms and signs of this imbalance but common reasons are: bacterial vaginosis, to help soak up some of the natural remedies for bacterial vaginosis or not there's a need, and if it returned after a few natural cures is easy as long as we don't wash away those secretions by douching.It's not necessarily cause any side effects.

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surveys-at-your-service · 6 years

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Survey #146

“peace sells, but who’s buying?”

Have you ever been arrested? For what? No. Do you like Pres. Obama? Why? Don't even fight me, dude was funny. From a political position, I can't answer. I didn't pay enough attention to form a well-supported opinion. Do you know how to change the oil in your car? Nope. At what age did you obtain your driver license? I don't have it yet, but I do expect to probably get it this year. Do you like Slim Jim’s? g i m m e What are you favorite kind of chips? Spicy Cheetos. Are there any plants in your house? I think there's none... How important is it for you and your partner or friends to share a similar taste in music, movies, shows, etc? Not very important at all. What sort of compliments make you feel the best? Because I'm a self-conscious piece of shit, calling me pretty or something of the sort and actually sounding sincere can brighten my whole day. Also just a compliment on my behavior means a lot. If you have a pet, do they sleep with you at night? Roman does. <3 He sleeps on my hip, arm, or curled beside me. What is the climate and geography like where you live? Usually warm, humid as fuck in the summer... We live in a pretty flat area. Farming terrain. Do you have a Facebook? If no, then why not? Yeah. Has there ever been a murder in your town? Yeah. Are you someone who has to analyze everything? AAHAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Are you too sensitive for your own good? YUP. Do you still have pictures of you and your ex best friend? I'm sure in old photo albums Mom keeps. Where does your grandma live? My only living one technically lives in Florida, but she stays in NY with her son's family a lot. Probably doesn't much now that she's married, though. Is there a mirror in your room? We have one we need to put up on my door. Have you ever done hard drugs before? No. Have you ever lived with a roommate before? Jacob and Amanda when I was in the apartment with Jason. What's the littlest you have slept in? Naked accidentally lmao. What is your favorite juice? Mixed ones. Particularly mango ones. Do you love one parent better than the other? Yeah, admittedly. But I adore them both. What’s the best club you’ve ever been to? Never been. Do you prefer hardly toasted at all or burnt toast? You will never see me eat burnt toast. Are there any forms of Art you personally find pointless? I will never in my entire life understand why scribbles a two-year-old could make sometimes sell for thousands. But for the artist themselves, if it's therapeutic, then, *shrugs* Have you ever been told you naturally tilt your head a certain way? YUP and my mom would always try to fix it. I still do it. Who were the last two girls you texted? Sara and Mom. When was the last time you completely broke down? Uhhhh I'm unsure. Have you ever gone to court? Yeah, but only to explain to a judge why I felt I should be released from the mental hospital sooner. Won. They wanted to keep me for a whole month and I was like um fuck no, especially when your facility sucks. When was the last time you felt left out? *shrugs* Do you know if women in your family tend to get gray hair early? Have you yourself ever had a gray hair? Idk, and no. Who in your family has the longest hair? How long is yours? Nicole easily has the longest. The longer side of my hair just barely passes my ear. What professional teams do you and/or your family root for? Dad's for the Carolina Hurricanes and Cleveland Browns. How many people have you truly fallen IN love with? Two. What’s your favorite bird? Barn owls. Does your car have an alarm? I don't have my own car. Mom's doesn't. What about your house? No, but Teddy and Bentley suffice well. Have you ever seen your siblings naked? As kids, sure, and then Nicole has like zero shame walking around the house naked after a shower to get clothes. Did you ever really believe in the tooth fairy? Lol yeah. Would you ever get your legs waxed? No, sounds painful as fuck. Especially when your hair's as thick as mine. @_@ Do you like the picture on your license/I.D. card? HELL NO. It looks n o t h i n g like me. Have you ever had surgery or stitches? Both. Are you unemployed? Yeah. Do you think the govt has a cure for cancer, but is hiding it from public? Tbh maybe. Like, have you not heard the billion ideas that could cure cancer, but these ideas are never pursued? And even those that have been, I would not at all be surprised if one way or even multiple have been found but kept silent because the world runs on money. Might as well let people stay sick and milk millions out of them, right? I don't trust the government for shit. Do you have a Mexican friend? Yeah. Are both of your parents still alive? Thankfully. Was your ex born in America? All but one, although I really don't even consider us as ever dating. What popular social media platforms AREN’T you on? I don't have a personal Instagram, no Snapchat, and I literally only have a blank Twitter to like Mark's shit get on my level. What was the last thing you were stressed about? Uhhh how am I blanking on this. Would you rather have a trampoline or swimming pool? Pool. I could never handle a trampoline again with my knees, plus it just doesn't entertain me as it did as a kid. Do you have the same favorite colors you had when you were a kid? Yeah. My favorite color has always been hues of red. What do you like to put in your tea? I hate tea. Who have you been told you look like? My sisters, at least somewhat. And Mom and Dad. What color are your doorknobs? Gold. Do you own a bobblehead? No. What do you make wishes on? Nothing. What is your city known for? "You mean Tennessee?" What is your state known for? Mountain Dew, Pepsi, Bojangle's, probably half of all country bands... What’s your favorite Paramore song? "That's What You Get." What was the subject of your last photo shoot? I couldn't tell you the last time I was in what I'd call a "photo shoot," not since I was a kid... The most recent one I did was of Colleen and her son. What are some of your favorite sounds? Wind chimes, waves, fire crackling, the breeze through leaves, sARA'S SINGING YOU GO AMY LEE... lots of things. When two family members are fighting, what do you usually do? There's a chance I'll be dumb and butt in if I think I could defuse the situation, but I'll sometimes just awkwardly stay silent. What’s your all time FAVORITE freezer food? Do you eat that a lot? I dunno, that's broad as hell... If you had to choose, would you rather be an alcoholic or pothead? The latter. What are you listening to? A Jeffree Star video oops I've fallen in love with him tbh. What if someone asked you to be in a relationship with them? I'm already happily in one so the answer would be no. What will your next piercing be? It's probs gonna be my collarbones. Your phone is ringing. It’s your ex. What do you say? Well I know none of my ex's numbers but Girt's, but I'll just say I knew them. Aaron, I'd be very confused considering we haven't talked since like freshman year, but greet him like I would any old friend. Juan or Tyler, wouldn't answer. Girt, answer like normal. Jason, tbh I'd answer and do whatever I could to show how much better my life is without him. Bitchy but idc. After the shit he shoved me into, I want him to know I came out better than ever. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed? Quite a few times but still not enough weeps. Will you kiss that person again? YEAH. Do you like champagne? Never tried it. Do you like cinnamon on your apple pie? I hate pie. Do you clap or cheer when at a concert? Only been to one, but yeah. Do you use a comb or brush? Mostly a comb now that my hair's short. Do you eat the crust of your sandwiches? It's the part I eat first. Have you ever had a vacation where you stayed in a cabin? No, I wish. Would you rather call or text? Omfg do not call me. What color would you dye your hair right now if you could, and it was guaranteed to look good? Okay so currently I'm dying (hawhaw) to get this mostly peach color, but have it fade to fiery, reddish-orange on the longer side. It's based on a picture and would cost over $100, so. Guess who's not doing it anytime soon lmao. Do you like the way you look naked? PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF. Have you ever dissected an animal? In high school. Do you believe that humankind has a future in space (will we live there some day)? Maybe. Probably, actually. What (not who) do you care about? Gay rights, animal rights (no, not to PETA degree), equal human rights in general, the first amendment, maintaining peace/pacifism, conservation efforts... I'unno, lots of stuff, if you want the answer to be like, big topics. Who or what is really the absolute root and source of all evil? Discontent. Now this itself doesn't always lead to evil actions, but just about any malevolence I can think up stems from that. Has anyone ever led you on? No. Would you rather date someone 4 feet tall or 9 feet tall? The former. What is the one thing you do that your friends wish you didn’t? I've heard "don't be afraid to reach out first" a billion times. Do you believe you have a soul? Yes. Would you rather have a child that is more confident or more curious? Curious. Ask questions, learn things. Who influences you to be the way you are? LOTS of people! What is one idea that you live by? Yikes, that's hard. But I suppose one of the biggest is that caring about the world and what's within it does wonders. How can people act to make you want to get to know them? Be super open, honest, and shameless of yourself. See the positives, SHOW you clearly care about others, have passion... and if you're funny, that's a bonus. When are you at a loss for words? It's honestly rare I seriously am. If I in person was to witness something like abused dogs screaming at being pet for the first time, that'd almost definitely get me. What is the worst time to be alone? When suicidal. You. Need. To. Talk. What do your parents do that you will try never to do? I'll never smoke like Dad. And I'm never having kids, but if I did, I would never, ever spank them like Mom did me and my sisters. Who is your favorite visual artist? Some folks on deviantART. The three probably in a tie are NukeRooster (I prefer lots of her older stuff, though; also got permission to tattoo one of her paintings one day yeets loudly), sandara, and Culpeo-Fox. What is the most magical thing that has ever happened to you? I'm fucking pathetic that time Mark reblogged my gif lmao my soul evacuated my body and left me for dead for like three days & nothing felt real. Whenever that gif comes up in my activity now, a single tear falls. Do you have high blood pressure? No, it's usually kinda low. Have you ever pumped gas? No. I'm 22. Weeps. Do you have any appointments this month? I have a therapy and psychiatry appointment monthly, so yes. Do you like bras that have removable straps? h u n n y I ain't in the Itty-Bitty Titty Committee so it makes no difference to me, me wearing bras without straps is a danger to society. What are you the most sensitive about? Can we like never comment on my weight. Actually, scratch that, that's not the worst. I would probably rip someone's eyes out and sob for a week if someone claimed I did Jason wrong. I'd fucking lose it. Have you ever left a mean unsigned note? No, I don't think I've ever left a mean note. What are three things that you try not to think about? Perhaps more than anything is the fact one day, I may become immune to the medications that played a big role in saving my life. I try really, really hard to never think about that. I do pretty well at that, thankfully... Two others are hazards of me driving and the possibility of getting another job that only flops. Is casual sex acceptable for you? Abso-fucking-lutely not. What form of sexual protection do you use? Being in a gay relationship lmao. Okay but seriously I take birth control, but for my period. Do you believe in the need for political correctness? It's gone way too goddamn far jfc. Does anyone have a video tape of you doing something embarrassing? Mom probably lmao. What is the worst fault a person can have? Abusive. Who have you read a biography about? Ozzy Osbourne. What do you find yourself encouraging others to try? BELIEVE IN YOUR CAPABILITIES!!! Are there any animals you flat out refuse to touch? Maggots, slugs, some spiders and insects, centipedes... If it were legal would you own a human slave (race unimportant)? Nope. Do/did you always say goodnight to your parents before bed? No. Are there any holidays you don’t celebrate? It'd be easier to tell you what we do celebrate.

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hugee0715 · 5 years

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"I'll look back on this and smile because it was life and I decided to live it."

I read that quote on the wall of a trampoline park while standing next to the restroom, totally covered in sweat. I was waiting for my girlfriend to finish after our 1 hour of jumping around ended.

I was standing there, waiting for her. My girlfriend. The girl I mentioned so many times. I was there with her. In Manila.

On the 10th of April I went to the airport for the first time in my life. I had a ticket and a passport in one hand, a suitcase handle in the other. My brother wasn't believing that I was doing this. The sister he used to have would never do this. For fucks sake, she wouldn't even travel 2 hours to spend a weekend at his place for years.

But now, I was going on a 22 hour trip. 12k kilometers, spending 3 weeks in a place I knew almost nothing about.

10 hours later I was in Beijing. I went through all the checkings and I still had about 7 hours of waiting for my next flight. So I went to an information desk to get access to the wifi. I got a code, I logged in, it was all going very smoothly up until I opened Messenger and nothing happened. I guess all my excitement made me forget that I will be in China for 7 hours, where all kinds of social media that I am using in my everyday life is blocked. So I wasn't prepared and I couldn't do anything. No Facebook, no Instagram, not even Chrome and of course the app store wasn't working either. I managed to send out a few quick emails saying that I am safe and sound, but after a few minutes my gmail wasn't working either. I found myself completely cut off.

I tried not to worry, hoping that everyone would just go with everything as planned even though they haven't really heard from me ever since I boarded in Hungary.

So at 8pm local time I got on my flight to Manila, starting to hear more and more people talk in tagalog around me.

1 am came around and we landed. Stepping out, I felt hot and humid air suddenly hitting me, which compared to the cold and dry air of the plane was a bit shocking, especially because I was still wearing two jumpers and jeans.

I walked down the long, carpeted isles, pulling my little carry on case after me, holding the immigration paper I got on the plane tightly. I already filled it out and soon I was standing in a line, waiting for my passport to be stamped. I was prepared to be asked the usual "What's the purpose of your trip?" question, but the guy really did not stop there. He had tons of follow up questions, about who am I visiting, why, where did I meet them, where am I staying, where I'll be going. But in the end, I got my first stamp in my passport and I was one baggage collecting away from leaving the airport.

I made my way out, with my love on the phone, trying to figure out where I needed to go. My heart was beating fast, I was sweaty, struggling with the two suitcases and the phone. She was full of nervs as well, I could hear it in her voice. It was her mum who I spotted first, she was frantically waving at me from the upper level. I stopped, I was scanning around trying to spot her, she was saying she can see me, but even though I was looking, I didn't really see anything around me. It was all just noise and movement, nothing recognizable. When she was only a few meters away, that's why I laid my eyes on her for the first time. Phone against her ear, a big smile. The black turtle neck I love with jeans. It felt so surreal, I didn't even have the opportunity to freak out. I ended the call and waited till she came closer, her mum arriving shortly as well. There wasn't any of the dramatic things you see on the internet. No running and collapsing in each other's arms. To be honest that seems too cliché. As much as I knew this person better than anyone else, it was still the first time we were physically in the same place.

We went to the car where I met the rest of the family, her dad, brother and sister. I was stunned, speechless at first. I saw them so many times, I heard so many stories and now it was reality.

I sat next to the window on the left side, she was in the middle. Our shoulders were touching. I intentionally moved even closer, I wanted to feel as much of her as possible. The warmth, her smell. Driving through dark streets I never thought I'd see. I looked down and her hand was extended, her palm facing up, waiting for mine to grab it. I took it and soon her fingers wrapped tightly around it. A scene at the airport with running and crying and screaming? No, thank you. This was the best welcome I could ever imagine. So much better than any of that could have been.

Days went by fast after that. Soon her graduation came, on the 16th of April. On the day that marked us being together for a year and a half. We went to the Philippine Arena, the biggest indoor one in the world apparently, but you need that when close to 3000 students are graduating. It was long so so long, but seeing her in her toga, with the make up I put on her earlier made me too proud to notice that I was tired untill it ended at around 11 at night. We stopped to eat at a Jollibee again and then I fell asleep on her shoulder on the way home.

Our days together were full of comfort. No feeling of anxiety, no feeling of having to be a certain way. It was natural, we clicked like nothing else. We had our unspoken roles, working together, managing daily tasks. We cooked, cleaned, did our grocery. We were responsible for ourselves. And we loved every second of it.

I also learned many new things about her. She's taller than she claims for example. And also a lot more thoughtful than she ever made herself seem. The little acts of giving me a glass of water whenever she drinks or leaving me mouthwash in the cup after she used it. Getting me just the right amount of food on my plate and always knowing what to get me at places so I would like them. Waiting for me to get ready and helping me choose clothes. Being concerned about me getting burnt. Maybe half of those things are involuntary, but I don't mind that. It might even make it a little better.

She's the reason I never got scared for a single moment while I was there, no matter what places we went to, how late or crowded it was. I got to experience life like a local, all the filipinos might have been looking at me and seeing a tourist, a foreigner, but I wasn't feeling like one. It was home and now I feel homesick for a city I spent 3 weeks in. Coming back to Budapest was devastating, I don't know if I'll ever feel the same way about it. I used to think it's the best city, my happy place and now? It feels foreign. Like it was never really my home.

On the day I left my brother said that he's going to get a completely different sister back after the trip. I shrugged him off, but he was right. There's nothing I feel the same way about. Especially Ileana, my love for her changed tremendously. I used to be in love with the idea of what we would be like. I remember that almost a year ago, on April 16, 2018, I made her a video as a gift for us being together for half a year. I remember talking about how lucky I am in it. Lucky, because I'll get to fall in love with her twice. And I was right, I did fall in love with her once again. The core parts of her were there, her voice, her mind, her ideas and the amazing conversations. But they all got upgraded. They all showed how there's so much more to her than what a video call can show. The angles I've never seen before, all the habits that she has. And it swept my feet right out of under me.

Malls, lemonade, Inasal, basketball, rice, nuggets, AC, sunburn, late night car rides, flamingos, donuts, happiness. Those words will forever be connected to our days in Tandang Sora. Or at least till we can be together again. Because our relationship is not about being on the phone anymore, that's not us. Us is when we are together. And we'll be together again soon, I promise.

"I'll look back on this and smile because it was life and I decided to live it."

That quote from that bathroom still crosses my head multiple times a day. I decided to live when I met Ileana. I decided to live when I realized that I'll have to do things in order to keep her. I decided to live when I left on this trip.

This is life. And I'll keep deciding to live it.

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thewritingsofwren · 7 years

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Weather

The heat is oppressive. Its weight doesn’t force me into myself, grounding me. It forces me out. Displacing me like water in a tub as the weight of its body pushes me out of mine. I’ve lived in the heat my whole life. California, born and raised, the Golden State. Sunshine year round, sixty-degree winters. Wading through as if in dream, a hazy fugue.

Days of relief, moments of escape. Short trips to San Francisco, the foggy city. Cool air, a nice change. But it’s heavy, still so heavy. The fog is dense, a sponge soaked in water, clinging to your clothes, leaving you shivering but with lids weighed down, in a liminal space, a lucid dream. Longer trips to Half Moon Bay. Sitting as close to the ocean as you can get. Only on cloudy days. Only on cold days. Hopefully the wind is blowing hard enough to dispel some fog, to lift the weight. Maybe you roll up your pants, walk onto the wet sand. Feel the gentle give underneath your feet, the cold grains between your toes. Standing still. Waiting. Then the water comes, gripping your ankles, draining them of feeling. Numb. Awake. Finally.

Living on the East Coast. The first month and half is hard. It is hot. It is heavy. You left California for a reason, and you are disappointed. You become a full-time somnambulist. And then: seasons. Leaves change: brilliant reds, oranges, yellow, earthy browns. The air is cool… and crisp. Yes! There is a bite to it now, snapping at your nose, your ears, findings the gaps in your clothing, raising goosebumps on your skin. Traveling up through your nose, down into your lungs, spreading in your bloodstream, waking you up. Slowly.

Then the transitions. Back and forth between the hot and the cold. Never knowing which to trust; which is real? Can they both be? Your life doesn’t have room for multiple realities. It’s hard enough to grapple with just one. California to New York and then back again. One autumn in New York somehow produces sixty degree weather in November. I am violently disoriented. The red leaves dangling precariously from trees take on hues of blood, dripping slowly to the ground, floating down on currents of warm air that tries to lull my skin, my senses, to put me at ease. But something is wrong.

Back to California again, and I complain of being cold. My parents are confused. “Aren’t you used to the cold by now? We thought you preferred it?” They have a point. I don’t at first understand the problem, either. But the cold air has different qualities on the opposing coasts. When East Coast air gets cold, it gets cold. There’s no room for a middle ground. It’s the kind of cold that reaches the backs of my eyeballs, making me worry about their mostly liquid composition. Can people’s eyeballs freeze? I hope not. Did you know that eyes are the only exposed parts of the human brain? It’s true. They are directly connected to the brain, and there they are, out in the open, vulnerable to just about anything. The cold air pushes past, sparking signals in my brain, jolting me into a forced realization of my body. I am.

So what’s the difference, then? Between the cold air in California and the cold air in New York? California cold doesn’t do much to capture my attention; it’s a nuisance. Trying to garner a reaction, it gives me occasional chills, so I want to put on a coat or grab some extra blankets just so I don’t have to deal with it anymore. It is an inconvenience, something that I can complain about because it is so uncommon that it has become annoying. But the New York cold is undeniable. It is bigger than I am. It warrants a kind of respect, a level of acceptance. We have a symbiotic relationship. Of this I am sure. It gives me fodder for my complaints; I let it tinker with my mind. It brings awareness to my body; I let it dwell inside my spine.

You get older, and people begin to ask where you’ll live once you’re “on your own.” “Do you like big cities?” They want to know. “Rural cities? Something in between?” You try to answer, but you find it difficult. That’s not really what matters to you. “Somewhere not too heavy,” you want to reply. But you don’t; they probably wouldn’t understand. You think about this question a lot, and you realize that heaviness isn’t complete anathema to you. Regulated in small doses, it can be comforting. Like rain: a weight that exceeds the strength of the clouds, and so they let it fall. There’s a freedom in that, letting go.

You used to disobey your parents for the rain. Going out in the rare California showers, relishing this welcome weight, a relief after stratospheric stagnation. And then, on the East Coast, there are thunderstorms. Not the weak occasional rumble in the distance and the faint flash of light that you grew up with. Real live thunderstorms. So loud that it feels like your body is being used as a resonator, a temporary conduit for weight. A way for you to experience it without having to carry it around with you.

Even when I was younger, maybe six-years-old, I looked forward to moments of escape from the warmth. My grandparents used to live in Hartford, Connecticut, and we frequently made the journey back East for Christmas. Their property was immense, and I always wanted to be outside, playing in the snow or just sitting on the old wooden swing hanging from what I was convinced was the biggest tree in the world. Despite how big the house was and how much my grandfather loved books, the library was somehow restricted to a short hallway at the back of the house, from which the guestroom branched out like a hasty last-minute addition. This hallway was the coldest room in the house, which, combined with the books it contained, made it my favorite room. Because the hallway was narrow, there was no room for any sort of furniture, so I often just stood, staring at the faded titles on dusty, torn book jackets. My parents stayed in the adjoining guestroom and were often spooked when they heard soft footfalls coming towards them and then stopping just before their door for several minutes before retreating. They always talked about the relief of stepping out of that hallway into one of the two warmer surrounding rooms. I had the opposite experience. The hallway itself was a relief, a cool sigh, a light airiness.

My parents couldn’t be from more opposite climates. My father is from New York, and my mother is from Panama, a place where winter means ninety-nine degrees with ninety-percent humidity. Already, I’m starting to see some connections. But something I can’t get past is if these climates are in my blood, why don’t I like them both equally? If anything, I should prefer the warmth. My mother and I are stubborn, brooding, hyper-analytical, frequently paranoid and quick to judge. Despite the sense of humor and the interest in music that I share with my father, I am far more similar to my mother, but in ways that highlight the aspects of my personality that I frequently try to deny.

Growing up, and until very recently, I had set ideas of my parents in my head, completely contrary to their climates of origin. For me, my father was warm, open, out- and easy-going, and overflowing with kindness. My mother was colder, more closed-off, strict and prone to worry, kind but stern. But nothing is ever that simple.

As I test the waters of my twenties, the heat balance has begun to shift. No, that’s not quite right. In fact, I’m quite certain that the balance itself remains practically unchanged, but my perception of it, the clarity of my thermal imaging, if you will, has shifted, the image becoming more precise and honest. The complexities of the climates that run through my parents’ veins are more apparent now. Once, I could only see the cooler aspects of my mother and the warmer aspects of my father, but I’ve noticed qualities of warmth and coolness in both of them. My mother is warm, open, and fiercely loyal. But she carries an immense weight with her from the heat and the turmoil that she grew up in. My father is self-centered, colder, aloof, sarcastic, and occasionally too quick to laugh.

We travel together, the three of us, into the heat. We are on our way to the airport. My mother’s hand is cool and dry in mine. She has reached across the backseat of the hired car to interlace her fingers with mine. For some reason, whenever she does this, I find myself tensing, as if bracing for something. I always do this, and I don’t know why. I find myself concentrating too hard on not letting my palm get sweaty. We just sit in silence until she has to let go to open a bottle of water. I relax.

On the plane, my father asks if he can kiss me on the cheek. I nod; he delivers a quick peck and immediately starts a new conversation. It’s endearing, for a moment, and then it’s sad. Though, briefly, I thought the request odd, I didn’t mind it or the following kiss. But I realize that there must have been something uncomfortable about it for him. A discomfort similar, I’m sure, to the one I feel whenever my mother takes my hand. I feel guilty.

The Panamanian heat assaults me. We are driving along a body of water, with the windows down, and we are opposite the shore. I stare hard, wondering what feels strange about the scene. Then I realize that it looks like the waves are in reverse. Instead of meeting forcefully with the shore and gently retreating in on themselves, the waves aggressively retreat, barely gliding across the shore with each swell.

Is this how my parents feel? They watch me grow up. They see me get closer to them as I learn to communicate. They feel the shift as the hierarchy diminishes and we become more like equals. They watch me drift; like waves in reverse, fleeing from the shore.

My parents: I often find myself attempting to trace my need for the cold back to them. Now, I’ve distanced myself, turning from the cold and the heat in both. I search for my weather, longing for cold, afraid to get lost, buried, under the heat.

#personal essay #original

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placesthatchangedpeople · 3 years

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Testimony regarding The Academy and Scotts Valley School

I am now 32. We both attended The Academy in Fiji around the same time. I was in Fiji for over a year, until a month before my 18th birthday. I actually was the girl who discussed the issue with staff when the young women revealed to me she was abused. That is not my story, so I will not comment on the details. I will comment on some of your interesting comments! The reason being that this school was mentally abusive and has created mental health issues and has caused me PTSD and anxiety as an adult. It tore away any self esteem or individuality I had. But we will never get justice if the absolute truth is not given.

Yes there were members of the American embassy who came to visit. We were never told as a group, I was never told, not to discuss anything negative. We were never actually alone or interviewed by these government officials. They literally just came for lunch every 6 months.

There was no building for isolation. When I first arrived to Fiji there was 2 dorm style buildings. 1 for girls and 1 for the boys. Another two were built during my stay. So no, you weren’t held in isolation for 3 weeks. We all shared a dorm room with mental bunk beds. Never once was someone allowed to sleep on the floor. You said ‘when I was released from isolation’, there wasn’t an isolation to be released from. We were literally around each other at all times. That’s how the bullying worked. We told on each other. Used our levels and friendship alliances to cause terrible emotional stress to weaker, less liked girls.

I was the 2nd group of girls sent to Fiji from Oregon. The 1st group of girls arrived and there was only 1 girl remaining in Fiji. I arrived a month after the 1st group. The abused girl left during my stay in Fiji. As you mentioned Victor and he left employment before I did, we were in Fiji the same time.

Never once was anyone physically abused. Mentally, yes, every second of the day. Terrible things happened, but it was never physical. We had to write essays.

You weren’t tied up with rope to the beams. We both know exactly what the dorm buildings looked like. I’ve no idea why after all this time you wouldn’t comment on the real horrors that happened. Just because we weren’t physically and dramatically tortured, doesn’t mean what happened to us was ok! We NEED to talk about the emotional torture, the power dynamics, the cult behaviors. If we discuss what really happened we can educate future parents about what to look out for. Everyone knows being hit is bad, but how we were tortured daily, with brainwashing and a smile, isn’t as easy to spot.

Never once did I see pot, drugs or cigarettes. 4/5 staff members you stated. Most were Indian women in arranged marriages, used to being led without questioning authority. I can’t see any of the staff smoking with us. I also don’t know what ‘American’ clothes you are talking about. We were all send with a list and certain amount of clothes. We were additionally given wraps to wear. We were made to start wearing shorts underneath, but we didn’t have anything of value to staff. They had shops & beautiful Indian style and ‘American style’ clothes already. We were also kids, no one would have fit into our stuff. As for shampoo & conditioner. We were given toiletries. We had awful cheap rolling deodorant. Powder we used to combat sweating, we would put between our legs to stop chafing. Remember how everyone always wanted the menthol powder. It was so refreshing during the hot & humid months.

My experiences:

I entered Fiji as a Red level 1, I stayed until level 4 Blue and became ‘head girl’ of the original girls dorm or junior staff.

Sexual abuse led to one staff member being fired and leaving. I was never abused physically by this man but was mentally, i was left alone with him, off campus, multiple times. I do completely believe he touched a girl student and he abused his power with me.

Time with this staff member was seen as a privilege. Cult behavior. We, I, started to idolize him, even after knowing the truth of the past sexual abuse. I would suck up and with my whole heart, just wanted to be around him. He would openly tease us. Mention a zit on our face to the entire dorm. Say something and made everyone laugh at us. He openly called me an derogatory term (POM), I am British but was living in America. That was his nickname for me. Things like cleaning his house, washing his car, I was so thankful to do. A privilege. Every morning he would run a mile around the school property and pick a handful of girls who were allowed to go with him. If you did something to displease him, you were not picked that morning. Randomly he would not pick me, for no reason. I would worry all day, completely consumed with the reasons. Then in the evening he would call on me individually and I was allowed to do something special to help him. No reason to why I wasn’t picked. I believe he just loved the power of knowing he had the control and I was his sheep.

We would sit around every day at ‘group’ and pick on people. When I was higher up in the levels I personally would attack certain girls. Call them out, make them feel terrible. All to make myself look better, I was the one setting a good example. I was making these girls see their shortcomings. I knew I was being mean. It didn’t stop me. I never tried to change. I was a cult trained sheep.

One girl bleed in her underwear, so afraid, she hid them. When we found out, she had to wash them and we spent days making her feel disgusting and bad.

We would tell on each other. Form friendships, gang up on others. I was on both sides. The self esteems that were absolutely crushed was insane. The staff were not mental health workers, they didn’t realize how these behaviors were affecting us.

I once got caught touching/scratching myself during the night. I was shaken awake and told to take a cold shower. The night staff then told me I had bad ghosts/ spirits. I was just itchy from the humidity and underwear/powder we used. I never once went to the doctor for these problems. I should have. Looking back I had infections. I was afraid to say anything to get brought up in group.

Each year, I had a checkup. I had 2 during the course of my stay as it was a little over a year. Maybe 1.5y. I don’t really know. Time doesn’t really exist in these programs. You learn to disconnect. Anyway, at one of these doc appointments, I needed glasses but the staff member whispered the letters to me. I followed along without question.

We as girls cooked & cleaned. We did dishes and other gender conforms.

We were not allowed to eat anything other than the times allotted amounts were provided.

We had two showered a day. My hair was never really dry for my entire stay. It would go up in a bun wet & stay wet with all the humidity.

Toilet paper: we were constantly having random rules thrown on us. We were only given 1 roll of toilet paper for a certain duration. I think it was a week or month. I wish I could remember. I do remember that when it was used too quickly, we would be attacked during group. This only lasted a short period of time and then we went back to having toilet paper in the bathroom stalls.

There are many more examples of cult behaviors, I listed a few. Let’s all speak our real truths. I found this site because I still struggle with my time in Fiji. The guilt, the fear, I am sorry to all the girls I harmed. I am sorry I wasn’t strong enough to say something. I’m sorry I went along with everything. I sorry for the awful things I did and said. I hope we can all heal one day.

#The Academy #Scotts Valley School #Oregon #Fiji

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boylesharon · 4 years

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Cat Peeing Frequently After Catheter Sublime Cool Ideas

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How To Keep Cat From Peeing On New Carpet

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Also, do keep in mind that a new cat Tabby, he needed some discipline so we started working with him after a while with some water, and a great deal, don't you think?When your cat is peeing in that territory.When out of the behaviors that are applied to the skin and saliva, not the most widespread allergies and if you have a tendency to chew on in order to keep your cats nails regularly, and provide a fully enclosed box with cat pee odors are particularly recommended for similar reasoning.Cats love to give it regular vaccinations too.If the cat demonstrates some temperamental changes that may not work and in addition to giving a visual as well and doesn't fight back.

What Can I Spray To Keep My Cat From Peeing

If you can, cover any furniture where the cat feel very much difference.So before we had never seen her before, we were gone.explore what ever area that they learn they can lose control of their pet's behavior.He agreed to try and teach your cat more than one cat be free from here on.It can spread to your cat, fleas and ticks will help you in case things do not want to chew on those instead of yours.

These devices spray water to scare the cat may have to obey in order to invite me to brush.As for me I have been fixed, so the simplest method is that even indirectly affect the toileting habits of their behavior we can get in and out of it and you are not familiar with each other first by smell and taste of the new toys to see which one will be more than spayed females.Animal behaviorists call this Pavlovian Conditioning.Instead the litter box such as Persians, end up in it, and it is doing well with carpets.It's the uric acid which gives the bad thing or things it is also disposable, as are deodourising powders and sprays that can help you save your plants.

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zhangedward · 4 years

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Rspca Cat Spraying Marvelous Diy Ideas

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How To Stop My Cat From Peeing On The Carpet

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Cat Urine Uv Light

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larsbjorge-blog · 4 years

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This Is Me, Tagged

Okay, get comfy – I got tagged twice, by talented Flickrites Mysi Anne and Sina respectively, so I’ve decided to do two sets of sixteen. The first set is mostly photography-related, and the second set is more personal. I tend to fill these things out thoroughly, so there’s a lot to read here, but since the internet gives most people the attention span of a flea on meth, I put some extra cleavage on display for those who feel the text is tl;dr. I hope you enjoy one or the other, or both. —–

1. My favourite photographer in recent years is Nuri Bilge Ceylan. It was his work that made me believe it was possible to photograph Turkey in the way that I wanted to. I was sick to death of tourist-bait pictures of whirling dervishes, hookah bars, and belly dancers, because Turkey isn’t about any of those things.

2. If you asked me to name ten other photographers whose work turns me on, most of the names would be people whose work I discovered on Flickr. You don’t have to be famous to rock me.

3. I chuckle at equipment snobs and their strutting and posturing about what snazzy gear you "must" have and what techniques you "must" use, because for all their official know-how, 95% of the time their oh-so-technically-perfect shots leave me bored. Although I like buying new equipment as much as the next person, it’s certainly not required to take good pictures. There’s a person in my Flickr contacts who takes the most amazing photos with his mobile phone, and another who rocks my world with his Lomo. Some people never get it through their heads that it’s not about the camera. In the industry we call this "having more money than sense."

4. I also laugh at people who think that digital post-processing isn’t part of photography, or is "cheating." What, you think film photographers of the past didn’t post-process? Please, do your homework – half an hour of research on the web will wipe out that little fantasy. The great majority of tools in Photoshop are just computer adaptations of manual darkroom techniques that have been widely used for many decades by just about every photographer of note. I’m not saying it’s necessary to process the hell out of every photo you take, but refusing to use all the tools available to you because of some weird misinformed pride seems silly to me.

5. I have this strange skill for remembering exactly where I was standing when I took any given photo, even if I took it 20 years ago in a place I only visited for a day. This has made geotagging a lot easier.

6. If post-processing fell off the face of the earth tomorrow, I’d probably lose my interest in digital photography pretty quickly. If I’m out shooting and it’s going really well, my chief thought is always, I can’t wait to get home and play around with these.

7. On the other hand, I almost never post-process film shots, because most of my film cameras are ones that are known for their specific effects (Soviet cameras and so forth), and I don’t feel the need to mess with that. I will fix cracks and damage in old prints, unless the damage makes the photo more awesome, which it often does.

8. Go ahead, gasp in horror if you want… I don’t really like B&W photography, except in cases of faux-vintage or actual old photographs. That’s not to say that I can’t appreciate the beauty of B&W photos or the talent that goes into making them, and a few of my favourite photographers do shoot primarily in B&W, but when people post a B&W and a colour version of the same photo, I always like the colour one better. I hear people say how they think B&W tells a more dramatic story, but I just don’t see that at all.

9. I don’t keep multiple versions of the same photo. I find it unnecessary, and potentially confusing, as I only ever process a photo one time, and then I’m done with it forever. I trash both my raw files and my PSDs when I’m certain have the final version of the photo. I have never, ever felt the desire to rehash old, stale raw files that have already been done. I always take a fresh supply of new shots if I want something to work on.

10. I have a huge offline library of both digital and film photos from years past. This year I’m going to work on getting them all up on Flickr.

11. My eyes are black, and although I think they look nice in real life, in photos they tend to look like lumps of coal shoved in my eye sockets. So I almost always level them up in post. I also enjoy playing around with the colour of them – I don’t think making eyes green or blue in a photo is any different than people wearing coloured contacts for fun certain days of the week. This is one of the few photos where my eyes are completely natural, because I thought the lumps of coal thing worked well in that particular shot.

12. Some photographers get arrested for the photography itself… I’m more likely to get arrested for associated breaking and entering. If I see a place that I want to get to to take photos, I get like a pit bull about it, and regardless of locks or restricted access, it’s very unlikely that you’ll convince me not to break in there. I’ll just politely agree with you that it’s a bad idea, and then I’ll wait until you fall asleep and I’ll sneak out. I’ll be back before you wake up, with a memory card full of awesome. Or, you’ll get woken by a phone call and have to come bail me out. Whichever.

13. I don’t wear makeup except on very special occasions, so if you see makeup on me in a photo, you can be 100% sure it was post-processed. I can’t stand having all that chemical gunk on my face, but I do think it looks nice, especially in pictures.

14. I love it when my female friends e-mail me a snapshot of themselves and ask me to "please fix it up." I don’t think photos of women (or any other subject) always have to be about concrete reality – a little fantasy is nice sometimes. The women I associate with are smart enough not to compare themselves to an edited photo, or even to want to look like that in real life. We can teach young girls those same values without having to resort to censorship. It’s good for kids to see and learn the difference between fact and fiction, and to appreciate the merits of both. If we start banning things, they won’t get the opportunity to learn to distinguish.

15. If you gave me a $1,000 gift certificate from my local camera shop, I’d buy an old-skool original Lensbaby, a Sigma 10-20mm, and the new Nikkor fiddy (the 1.4 – G, not D).

16. If you sent me on a slow trip around the world and told me I could only take one camera and one lens, I’d be perfectly happy with my D40 and the 18-200mm VR. I don’t need anything fancier than that for traveling, and I sure as hell don’t need anything heavier or larger.

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1. Photography is something I enjoy doing, but I’m not a particularly visual person. Music is who I am. I made my debut as a professional pianist at the age of 9, and as a professional singer at the age of 14. My major in university was music composition, and the second time I went to uni I did a degree in recording arts with a specialty in critical aural analysis.

2. I’m left-handed, but I don’t write in that weird, contorted, hand-twisted-backwards way that most left-handers do. I write like a normal person, just with my left hand instead of my right.

3. You wouldn’t know it from my public presence on the internet, but my language habits in everyday life would make a sailor blush. You know how Debra in Dexter talks? Yeah, pretty much like that. I always laugh at that antiquated line about how people who swear a lot do so to cover up for a poor vocabulary. That’s a crock – believe me, I know plenty of words, and I know how to use them correctly. Many of them begin with C or F, so what?

4. I’m going to be 36 this month, and I think I’m better-looking and more attractive now than I have ever been.

5. Five years ago at this time I weighed 265 pounds. Don’t ask me for the magic secret, because you already know there isn’t one. If there were, everyone would have done it by now, and there would never be any fat people in the world.

6. I’ve traveled to four continents, and lived on three of them.

7. I’m compulsively goal-oriented, and one of my goals for 2009 is to buy a new outfit every month, as I haven’t had any new clothes at all in almost five years. The ensemble you see in the photo is my outfit for January.

8. A few years ago I tore my ulnar collateral ligament, and was told that without surgery I would never regain the use of my thumb. I decided to trust my gut feeling instead of the doctor, and didn’t have the surgery. My hand is fine now, and aside from some minor twinges in humid weather, I can’t tell the difference between the hand that was injured and the one that wasn’t.

9. I have the kind of hair that makes people want to punch me. I get it cut once a year (I’m almost due for my yearly salon visit), I wash it twice a week, and I don’t even own any styling products or tools. The last time I used a brush or comb was sometime during the Reagan administration. I don’t even comb it after I wash it. It just doesn’t tangle, and it looks however it looks straight out of bed. Some days it’s mostly straight, and other days it’s quite wavy. I never do anything to it in Photoshop aside from the occasional colour change for fun. What you see in the above photo is 100% natural.

10. I don’t think I’d ever have elective cosmetic surgery, but if you held a gun to my head and forced me to have something done, I’d get my lips plumped. It’s kind of a strange thing to say, because every time I plump them up in Photoshop, I think it looks stupid and I undo it. But when I look in the mirror, I think I wouldn’t mind if they were just a little more… robust.

11. I find cooking soul-destroyingly boring, not to mention a gigantic hassle. I avoid it whenever possible.

12. I’m a winter girl all the way. I absolutely do not see the appeal of summer, unless you have a fetish for sweat or stinky people. Or unless you live in a place where the summers are reasonable, like England. I did love summer in England – it’s one of the things I really miss about living there.

13. I’ve lived a stone’s throw from the beach for almost five years, and I’ve been down there maybe twice. I’m more into swimming pools – sticky salt hair and a crack full of sand just isn’t my idea of a good time, sorry. I do like going to the beach to take pictures, though.

14. I have a raging sweet tooth that cannot be tamed. When I come to your country, the first thing I want to see is the array of desserts your people have to offer me. So far, Italy has been the most spectacular in this respect, though it should be mentioned that I have not yet visited India, where I understand they start by making normal desserts for mortals and then soak them in syrup. Win.

15. I’m not into politics whatsoever, but it’s nice that the Obama administration is the first government that hasn’t implied I’m a filthy un-American traitor for choosing to live somewhere else. In fact, Obama’s web site has a whole section devoted to Americans abroad, and I was shocked to discover that they weren’t just talking about soldiers or people who were sent away to work for American companies. They mean everyone abroad, including me.

16. That said, if I were forced to go "back where I came from," I’d more likely go back to Europe than the United States. I don’t feel that preference shows any indication of a diminished love for the US. I’m just enjoying living on this half of the planet, that’s all. I don’t have any hate for the other half.

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Posted by Melissa Maples on 2009-02-03 15:24:39

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