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illiyak · 1 year
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I'm like a trash can sparkler bomb with far too much duct tape
There's so much that I can hold together, but the explosion only grows more violent
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ame-in-the-rain · 2 years
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i confused sodium chloride with sodium chlorate. saying that i would simply eat it
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jingszo · 3 months
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Exploding Trousers
On August 12, 1931, a local newspaper in New Zealand called the “Hawera Star” shocked its readers with the following news : “While Mr. Richard Buckley’s trousers were drying before the fire recently, they exploded with a loud report. Although partially stunned by the force of the explosion, he had sufficient presence of mind to seize the garments and hurl them from the house, where they smoldered on the lawn with a series of minor detonations.”
More incidents were also reported in other regions of New Zealand: A farmer suffered a serious shock when a pair of trousers she had hung out on the line went up in flames after drying. Numerous farm workers learned the bitter truth that smoking is unhealthy when their clothing suddenly caught fire as they lit their cigarettes. While out on a ride, a farmer’s pants began to smolder in the saddle .
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chemanalystdata · 11 months
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Sodium Chlorate Market | Global Industry Size, Share, Analysis Report, 2035 | ChemAnalyst
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According to ChemAnalyst report, “Global Sodium Chlorate Market Analysis: Plant Capacity, Production, Operating Efficiency, Demand & Supply, End-User Industries, Sales Channel, Regional Demand, Foreign Trade, Company Share, 2015-2035”, The Sodium Chlorate market is likely to experience a significant increase by reaching 5700 thousand tonnes in 2035, at an expected CAGR of 3.37% during the forecast period. The increasing demand of Sodium Chlorate from Pulp & Paper Industries, Chemical Intermediates, Water Treatment, Metal & Mining (Surface Treatment), and other end-use industries, is anticipated to level-up the demand for Sodium Chlorate market in the coming years.
Sodium Chlorate is an inorganic salt of sodium with chemical formula NaClO3. It is prepared on an industrial level by electrolysis of concentrated brine. This salt is highly hygroscopic in nature. It is a powerful oxidizing agent and commonly used for bleaching paper and even making its tone more vivid and whiter. At high temperatures of about 300 degrees Celsius, this salt releases oxygen. The applications of Sodium Chlorate include production of dyes, herbicides, defoliants, inks, leather, paper, and explosives.
The Sodium Chlorate market across the globe is majorly driven by the Pulp & Paper Industries. In 2021, the Pulp & Paper Industries consumed more than 85% of the global Sodium Chlorate. Sodium Chlorate is employed for the production of chlorine dioxide, which works a powerful bleaching agent. On itself, sodium chlorate works as a powerful oxidizing agent and used for tanning leather. It is used to manufacture tissue paper, toilet paper, and high-quality paper which is anticipated to expand its market in future. The production of herbicides using sodium chlorate is also expected to aid the expansion of the Sodium Chlorate market.
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The global Sodium Chlorate market is segmented based on end-use, sales channel, and region. Based on end-uses, the Sodium Chlorate market is segregated into Pulp & Paper Industries, Chemical Intermediates, Water Treatment, Metal & Mining (Surface Treatment), and Others. The Pulp & Paper Industries are dominating the Sodium Chlorate market. It is anticipated to remain the most significant consumer in forecast period due to growing demand of pulp and paper for packaging, writing, commercial and educational purposes. Chemical Intermediates and Water Treatment industries hold significant market shares of the global Sodium Chlorate market.
Based on demand by region, North America dominates the global Sodium Chlorate market, consuming about with a demand of more than 35% of the global Sodium Chlorate in 2021 amongst all other regions. It is anticipated that it will continue to dominate the market in the coming years due to greater demands of cardboard for packaging items for ecommerce purposes. USA is dominating the Sodium Chlorate market as a producer. This region accounted for production of about 60% of the global Sodium Chlorate in 2021 and is anticipated to retain its position in the coming years.
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“The surging demand for Sodium Chlorate for its bleaching property is primarily responsible for its usage to bleach Paper and Pulp, which is expected to drive the Global Sodium Chlorate market in the forecast period until 2035. Along with that, Sodium Chlorate is used in the agriculture sector as herbicides that finely contributes to Sodium Chlorate market expansion in the coming years. “Said Mr. Karan Chechi, Research Director with TechSci Research, a research-based management consulting firm promoting ChemAnalyst worldwide.
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actu24hp · 1 year
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Potassium Chlorate Price Trend Analysis, Historical Chart and Forecast
Product Name Potassium Chlorate HS Code 28291920 Chemical Formula KClO3 Molecular Weight 122.54 g/mol Synonyms Berthollet salt, Chlorate of potash Region/Countries for which Data is available Asia Pacific: China, India, Indonesia, Pakistan, Bangladesh, Japan, Philippines, Vietnam, Iran, Thailand, South Korea, Iraq, Saudi Arabia, Malaysia, Nepal, Taiwan, Sri Lanka, UAE, Israel, Hongkong,…
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stigmatvm · 1 year
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" i'm here. i'm here now, you're not alone. i'm gonna stay with you until help arrives, but you... you gotta work with me, okay? please stay awake, come on! " ibara or monoma
The comforting cradle of Via Dolorosa was collapsing rapidly around them as vines severed and dropped away at random, induced into a frenzied rite of death and decay. The madness dug deep, stinging the eyes, eating away at roots, a grimy, grainy malevolence that ate away at his breath. At the corner of fluttering eyelids, she can see Kamui Woods suffering a similar torment, Lacquer Chain Prison long since withered and desperately cutting away extraneous parts to try and escape the spread.
Why was it so hard to breathe? She'd always been good at holding her breath, happy to watch the world beneath the waves. But there was no water here; perhaps if there was, it could relieve the infernal stinging. Her crown is gone. Her penance is gone. Is this judgement?
Pulled up, but not by angels (or an angel of a different sort, rather), one arm supports his back to try and ease gasps, a familiar voice pleading for him to open the eyes he didn't know he had closed. She wants to respond, but bluing lips have blistered up from the irritating spray, so he just nods as best he can. How unusual to be held by another, even with vines long since fallen. How warm. Daiten's touch prickles, but it is more familiar to one who wears thorns than the lack thereof, so it sits in his mind like a comforting replacement for the type of pain that never really hurt at all, as opposed to the screaming and salting and burning within her roots. He grips the other's suit, if only to have something to cling to-- a reason to stay in this world unless truly called to leave.
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marryp · 2 years
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Sodium Chlorate Market to Witness Huge Growth by 2028 | AkzoNobel Eka, Kemira, ERCO, CANEXUS
Stats and Research in its recent publication, provides thorough analysis of the global Sodium Chlorate Market, wherein, historical and current trends have been assessed to determine the future prospects of the Sodium Chlorate market. The study brings to fore credible insights on multiple factors of the Sodium Chlorate market, which can arm vendors with vital information to take critical decisions with clarity and confidence. The report includes key indicator assessment to unfold the growth behaviour of the Sodium Chlorate market for the period between 2021 and 2027. SNR analyses a range of drivers, restraints, trends, opportunities, and challenges in the Sodium Chlorate market, and offers forecast statistics in terms of value (US$ million/billion) and volume (thousand units). The Sodium Chlorate market report covers a detailed taxonomy along with a comprehensive analysis of the competitive landscape. 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bts5sosempire · 1 year
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the tyrant (vi); side one
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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sukuna ryomen x reader
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 4,583
𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: old time period, mention of arranged marriage, polygamous marriages, slow-burn yandere, power imbalances, peer pressure, nothing major atm, mentions of infertility, etc.
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲:  "you were the apple of Sukuna's eyes, the one who brought him solace and everything. The only thing you were incapable of was giving him a child, an heir he wished to spoil like he did to you."
𝐚/𝐧: splitting this into two parts, leaving y’all on a cliffhanger. pls like, comment below for tagging, and reblogged. (edit: forgot there were "broken" links or something when clicking to find the chapters, those are also fixed too.)
𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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In front of you were two boxes, one that was gunpowder with a bold black label written at the top of the crate, and the other was written in potassium chlorate. You notice that these two items share similar fates but different structures. "Handle with care," you instructed, snapping the fan in your hand shut. Walking off with shoulders squaring, your eyes trail around when you stop right in the center of the trading post. You finally owned a small port that allowed you to transport essential items from different countries. From using the money, the inn has accumulated over time.
All the time you've spent inside your room, stuck reading boring materials and trying to navigate into the world as a man, was brutal. You would never have the luxury and freedom as a woman, but you've become too accustomed to dressing up as a man. It doesn't mean you let yourself fall freely. This world wasn't built for women; you've always known that from the start, although that doesn't stop you from bending the rules to your will if you wish for it. The effects of reinforcing you into roles from everyone start to wear off when there isn't anyone keeping tabs.
And it feels liberating, you admit.
The first few steps you have taken for yourself without the help of anyone powerful give you a sense of clarity—something normal among the norms. You eye the small port, seeing the future play out in front of you. If you kept a steady trade of items from the small shops, you have gambled around the area for their compliance (you were hasty, something you ought to keep in check, too), then the port would grow big in no time. But quality wares is something you noted and took from the vendors you think would make it big if they produce what you're looking for. Owning important essential items or daily use objects was often sought out, and knowing what was going on in the market with the ledgers you kept, the vendors were happy to update it every week.
The smell of sea salt brushes against your nose when a spray mist of the ocean settles across your face like a thin veil. It brought you back from reality. The dark soft fur that clings around your neck tickles your jawline. It was a cape that had a lined coat inside for heat insulation. It was a gift to you from the seamstress. At first, you refuse such a gift as you weren't expecting anything in return but their devotion. The seamstress was an elderly lady named Rue with pure grey hair with specks of white, with milky pupils who ran the shop with her granddaughter, who was the age of fifteen. For someone blind, they have an impeccable sense of design, where to thread their needle, and even hand spin the silk threads with deer tail fur to tone down the bright arrogant colors.
Last but not least, you didn't bypass her as male.
You wonder how at first, Rue could tell, but you couldn't stop them from shoving their hands all over your face to see as further confirmation. It isn't until when you're alone that she sends her blushing granddaughter, who keeps gawking at you, to fetch warm jasmine tea from the kitchen. When she breathed out how the light footsteps and breathing differed from men, the soft scent of your natural smell under the musk of pinewood wasn't enough to fool her. Years of blindness hone her other senses.
To say you give a nervous smile even though Rue can't see, but she could sense it. You remember how she didn't ask questions about your true identity, but traces of understanding was written across her withering face. Rue was indeed an enigma and a master of changing the topic onto herself with woos of stories of her ambitious youth. You don't mind her rambling; as long as it's not you divulging into your life, then you're fine.
Readjusting the cape, you walk off the port onto the mainland, and before you can go any further, a woman who is a bit tad shorter than you bumps into you. They let out a yelp and seemed to trip over their heel as they braced for impact when falling back and shut their eyes. Based on reflexes, you grab their wrist to pull them upright, but all it does is wring their weight your way as they collide into your chest with a delicate sound of discontent.
"Hey! Watch where-" The words died on their lips when they opened their soft pomegranate-colored eyes. Their eyes almost remind you of someone. As if they couldn't utter a word after nearly insulting you, the shade of their face became gradually warmer, like the colors of their eyes. "I'm sorry!" They sputter out in nervousness. You only look down at her with your questioning piercing gaze that has her even weaker in your arms. Unknowingly. Ripping themself out of your hold, she set a space between you both.
"What are you sorry for? It was my fault for not seeing you." Simply reassuring her, the woman across from you became a more blubbering mess. You don't know what's going on in her head; the more you observe, it becomes a headache to decipher each passing second. Cutting her off, you notice the sky gradually getting darker and bid her farewell with a tilt of your head down.
It wasn't until that you were gone she allowed herself to bask in the memories of you. With both hands on her flaming cheeks, she gushes over her Prince Charming and starts to create scenarios in her head. "They were so cool!~" The aura around her was warm and pleasant, and even some bystanders who walked past her glanced at her—some young love.
"Lady Kiriko!" The young woman's handmaid finally reaches her as they huff and pant. They stop in front of her. Kiriko only clicked her tongue in distaste as she lost her sense of a heart-warming aura. "I finally found you! We have to go to the inn before it gets dark." The handmaid wheezes out.
Like a flip that has been switched, Kiriko activated her brat mode. "Why do you always have to ruin my fun?" She pinches the maid's arm harshly, and they cringe back. "I still have a bit more time left before sundown." Kiriko overlaps her arms, but her thoughts trail back to you, and then brat mode is switched off. She had a deluded smile on her face. Then again, it was back on instantly when she turned around to her maid. "By the way, did you see a handsome man on your way here? They walk where the way you came from."
The handmaid crinkles her brows in confusion.
Kiriko rolls her eyes, "You know about this tall?" She gestured to where your height would reach, which is a head taller. "They wore a cape in the color of brown, but it looked like gold with intricate design, and the neck had soft black fur surrounding it." Kiriko waited a few more seconds, "And they look adorable too."
The maid then snaps their eyes at the lady, "Ah yes! I saw them; they walked into a rented house near here!" Kiriko didn't waste time asking which house the handsome man rented, and the maid told her it was the Red Koi and sped away.
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Eisha coughs as the weather gets colder and harsher. With the months flying by and winter coming, she tried to stifle another hack. "Where are the imported red coals?" She asked nearby maids, who gave each other a look, deciding who would break the news. They were a jittering mess and kept avoiding eye contact.
Eisha's lady-in-waiting ensured her Master was comfortable as she brought the finest furs and pillows to create a sturdy and warm nest. "Your Lady asked you a question, and you won't answer her?" The personal maid sternly made a face, and the lowly ranked servants quivered.
"The red coals that you requested were given to Lady (Name)," one spoke up, still refusing to make eye contact; they whispered the last part in a hush, "by Lord Sukuna's order."
As if what they said were whiplash to their Lady and the personal maid, Eisha's lady-in-waiting was about to blow a fuse for her Master. "All dismiss." She tried to say calmly. Although it was barely contained, all the servants could see how Eisha's handmaid eyes bled red with rage, and no one wasted a second to flee the room. If Hell existed, it would be this very castle.
Eisha's handmaid, Miyo, turns to their master. "Your Lady, even Lord Sukuna knows about your condition and that regular coals could suffocate your lungs and worsen it with the amount of smoke it emits." Miyo then curses you inside her mind; like everyone else, she couldn't understand why Lord Sukuna would put you above all else. Are you made of gold or something? Miyo was sure you were nothing; you hadn't made yourself worthy with a single childbirth. Something that everyone knew was important.
"Don't worry about it," Eisha's quiet demeanor made Miyo even more raucous, but she held it inside. "Go to the clothing department today and pick up my lined fur fleece and my daughter from her study." With the command, Miyo respectfully now to Eisha and left the room.
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There was a quick and sudden announcement from Hanami about her niece visiting her from a different region of Japan in a week. So the Doom Mother (Motherzilla) had expected everything to be perfect and lavish. Even the concubines were putting on their best behavior as they discussed what to wear to welcome their mother-in-law's niece.
This was the first time the girl would make an official trip to visit Hanami alone. But that doesn't mean you haven't heard of her before; there were brief mentions of her throughout your marriage to Sukuna. Where Hanami had plotted the idea of her only son marrying a cousin with who he had no interest. Additionally, Sukuna only met her once when she was only eight. Even the age gap was a decade between them. In the faint memory of her ten years ago, Sukuna had said she was a spoilt brat to the brim and expected the world to bow down to her.
You could almost laugh at how ironic he was judging someone when he was the same way. Well, minus the spoilt parts, then it would be perfect.
"Lady (Name)," a lady you recognize was two years older than you, was part of Hanami's entourage, Ubi. Judging by her clothes, she was in the second rank, closely behind Hanami's vassal, Naiyu. This instantly made you put on an air of neutrality; you didn't know what to expect from her as you didn't know much about her. Out of all of Hanami's retainers, only Ubi and Naiyu were the ones you watch out for, as Ubi was specially trained under Naiyu, so their facade was perfect craftsmanship.
Since they both represent Hanami's strengths, they had to be fearless in what they do, and you suspect that much—being the blade for their master. Still, they have shown indifference toward you, but doubt lingers in your mind. You can be careful and wary of them, but that would invite your demise if you failed to see beyond, so you try to harden your eyes.
Ubi, who senses you putting up barriers, instantly tries to disarm it with a soft smile that is part of her service. "The Head Mother has requested your presence," and around you, the air of jealousy and envy from concubines rises through the roof and filters through the hallways. Whether it's deliberate or not, Ubi semblance never falters. She held onto that patience.
"Lead the way," you monotonously said, and she turned around for you to follow. Starting at her back, it's unsettling how you can't pick what's happening inside Ubi's head, unlike how you did with Sukuna. For them, it's a blank slate.
"Ugh, look at her acting like she's so important just because the Head Mother had called for her," Sena whispered with hidden jaundice around her little clique, and they all agreed. One rolls their eyes, and a few sniggers at the action. Her eyes trail close to where you left.
It took a few minutes to lead you to Hanami's residence.
"Head Mother, I have brought Lady (Name) as per your request," Ubi announces, and the door slides open. She side steps to the side to allow you in without looking up.
You enter the room with quiet steps and sit on the zabuton, and before you can bow as a greeting, she lifts a hand to stop you. "There's no need." Hanami tries to mask her displeasure at seeing you, and you weren't stupid to not see it. It's just you didn't bother to point it out. Since she has an important matter to discuss and it involves you, Hanami decides to make it quick so your face isn't a constant reminder of your Aunt.
Hanami: "You're going to take over on welcoming my niece."
You: "Pardon? Isn't that supposed to be Lady Eisha's role?"
"Yes, it is," Hanami spoke as a matter of fact, "due to her ailing health, this task might be arduous for her since the doctor has told her to stay warm, so Eisha is taking bed rest to recover. Thus I'm assigning this to you."
Well, this is news to you. Out of all the people she could've picked, she had chosen you for such a task. You would have thought she might select one of the lower concubines to do the job. With her blatant prejudice against you. "Wouldn't any other concubine be better for the job?"
"Are you shrinking your role as the second wife of my son?" Hanami blurts out in annoyance as her tone rises an octave high; she looks up and down at you repeatedly with quick eyes. Like, you have gone crazy for even suggesting that.
With lips service smile, you retort back politely, "Head Mother, you seem to be offended by my innocent question. I'm only asking since you seem to tolerate my presence barely, let alone we haven't spoken to one another within five years of being married to your son. The only time we spoke was, instead, very brief and short, two days after the wedding consummation." It was the first greeting for the mother as a new in-law from the wife or concubine as respect.
Hanami clenches her jaws tightly; your sharp tongue and dim-witted acting seem to prick her nerves. You and your Aunt are very much alike in some ways, unbearable and arrogant. "Are you going to refuse my order?"
"Ah no," you quickly reply, "that would bring shame if I didn't uphold my duty as the second wife of Sukuna and Lady Eisha's left hand too."
Hanami didn't know if what you said was pure mockery, but each passing second in this room with you got her blood pumping in anger. "Since you have understood, you're dismissed."
You courteously bow deliberately (on purpose) to bid farewell before standing up with grace. Hanami was sure you were playing with her; your ungenuine smile wasn't even hidden. She curses daily due to her son's favoritism of you; you're like a plague that never vacates. And have you grown uncouth that you don't even respect her?
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"Lord Sukuna, Lady (Name) will be taking over Lady Eisha's task of welcoming your cousin in a few days," Uraume informed their master, who quirked a brow.
"Oh? So that brat of a cousin is visiting?" He asked no one in particular; it was more of saying it to himself out loud. "Mother has finally given her such an important task for once." The thought of his Mother warming up to you sounds so funny that he can't help but chuckle. His Mother barely tolerates the idea of you and loathes Sukuna himself for a self-evident reason sometimes. "Make sure my wife doesn't overwork herself and help her if necessary; I'll tend to her afterward."
Uraume silently left the room, and Sukuna mulled over his thought. He rests his temple against his knuckles and watches the candlelight flicker under a breeze. But in his spare hand was a familiar thick jewel; Sukuna toys around with a gold bangle with assorted gems in various sizes, colors, and labyrinth designs indented into the gold.
It was your bangle.
After the night he had spent with you, he took what's most precious to you, and it was what was given to you by your deceased parents. There were years of work on it, seeing how the inside of the jewel was fading away from constant use. Sukuna noticed how the clasps were loose, most of all when he kept twisting the bangle around to feel every rigidity and bump.
The more he looks at it, the more something seems off.
Sukuna barely saw small noticeable lines on the inside of the bracelet; it was in the shape of a square. A small hidden compartment; if his keen and trained eyes missed that tiny detail, he deserved to be killed on a battlefield for not seeing an enemy, ambush, or assassination. Still, Sukuna was curious and grabbed a small wooden toothpick to unlock the small door.
He was surprised when multiple seeds fell out of the bracelet when he shook them out onto the table. The color of the sources was rather old, seeing how raisin and dried they were. Something stirs in his chest, and he doesn't like it. Sukuna's fierce eyes were glaring at the jarring sight before him. Cold like Hell has washed over.
"Someone, go and fetch me the doctor. Right. Now." His voice was low, with his wrath was barely concealed through clenched teeth. "Now!" Sukuna repeats their voice bellows out from his room to outside when no one makes a move to move. One male servant scamps away to do what they're told out of fear.
You're crafty. He gives you credit for that; whatever you're hiding, he would sniff it out. Sukuna then set the jeweled bracelet down and ran a hand through his hair; he puffs out a shallow breath. He's barely an anxious man, but his opinions of you and your sensitive nature slowly etched their way into his mind as he started to pick them apart one by one in a logical sense.
When emotions run high, clouds of judgment obscure his views. Sukuna is a man led by ideals and a futuristic sense; scarcely emotions ever run by him. He knew deep down when he allowed himself to feel emotions, it would cause him trouble, and he was right. Few selected people could be worthy of his regard, but to him, it didn't change his output of you very much. He dislikes being blind by someone, even so, he fully lets himself be when it comes to you, but seeing differently from a different angle, Sukuna should know that you're not soft and malleable.
You're like glass, pretty in the light, but there are still sharp edges around it. You shouldn't be underestimated. When he thought he had you at the center of his palm, you find a way to slip away. The game of chase was a back-and-forth thing, with its up and down.
Sukuna took another breath and exhaled deeply, pushing away the negative introspections.
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You were busy interacting and directing where everything should go the next few days. It almost felt like a routine when you were dressed up as your alibi, Seijuro Hajime. Your breath fogs up in front of you, and your nose itches when cold air brushes against it; turning your head to the side, you sneeze.
"You should dress up warmer for the occasion," a voice snuck up behind you, and you froze for a quick second when a heavy cape was draped around your shoulders. Sukuna had made his presence known, and the servants around you suddenly worked harder than before. You were about to shrug off his cape, but his hands were on your shoulders, "Keep it on."
Another moment of pregnant silence passed through; no servants bothered to be in your and Sukuna's line of sight. They make sure to steer clear away from the invisible bubble that was presented around their Lord of the House. Sukuna presses his broad front against your back; you can feel his heat seeping through, then he slides his hands down your shoulders until it reaches your cold hands. His callous palms envelopes your own, and there was a minor battle of you struggling to tug it away.
"Could you please let me do my job," you patronize Sukuna, who only takes it as amusement and doesn't move an inch.
"No, I came here to spend time with my lovely wife." He tunes out, and his voice is much lighter, much chirpy to your liking. "Do you want to know what I discovered today?"
"No," flatly refusing him, one of Sukuna's hands retracted for a second, and you felt something cold and heard a slight click on your wrist. You look down to see your bracelet that has gone missing adorned your wrist. Toring yourself away, you whirl around to meet his eyes; you accuse him with a quiet, burning, seething look, "So it was you who took it."
The corners of his lips quirk up. You have spent days looking for your precious bangle, even flipping your room upside down. You didn't think it was this menacing man in front of you swiping it right under your nose during that day he had forcefully bedded you. You even thought that you lost it during your outing to the castle and that anyone could pick it up and pawn it to set themselves up for life.
"It was a pretty little thing; I know it was a special gift to you from your parents. So I took it as an inspiration to see your taste, as you never wore what I gifted. " Sukuna explains while lazily giving you a nonchalant expression without losing his carefree nature. He lops his head to the side, "And here's the fun part, I fixed your little bracelet problems for you."
You clench your jaws and roll your eyes again with a deep breath, "There's nothing wrong with it."
"No, no, no," Sukuna tuts out as if he's dealing with a lying child, "There is a problem with it. You, my lovely wife here, have been plotting something bigger against me this whole time." The light in his eyes darkened and was replaced with something entirely devious. Mentally preparing yourself, Sukuna brushes his knuckles against your cold, bitten, ample red cheeks. "There are many things I've been tolerating from you," Sukuna's tone reeks of hurt and betrayal, despite failing to mask it, "but not this."
The hand caressing your cheek was suddenly behind your nape; Sukuna grips, and for once, he didn't care how he made you look in front of his servants, who were surprised at his treatment. Many hold their breath and further avoid the personal bubble as they could see trouble brewing between you both. All we're opting the long way to complete their task.
"You know I always wanted a child with you, but seriously, basil seeds?" Sukuna let out a haughty laugh when he saw your expression crumble a bit from fear of realization that he knew. "Yes, I now know what has caused your infertility."
The smile he wore never seemed so big and scary in front of you. Your mind was repeatedly reeling that Sukuna knew. He. Knew. Now you're not safe, and you can no longer avoid his advances.
Sukuna could see the vulnerability displayed before him; this was what he was waiting for. You're so open for him to take and relish. "I admire the length you're willing to go, and honestly, I genuinely do." You don't know what will come out of his mouth anymore. "No one can save you from me now. Not even your precious bracelet."
[Days Ago]
Sukuna patiently waited for the physician to arrive at his headquarters while drumming his fingers against the dark red oak table. His eyes trail to your bracelet that sticks out like a sore thumb, along with the seeds. The doors to his room snap open as the physician enters. "Finally," Sukuna said out loud; he has patience, but not today.
The doctor stopped in front of Sukuna and greeted him with a bow. "Lord Sukuna, w-what seems to be the problem?"
The man smirked, "You always seem to tremble whenever you meet me, but never mind that," Sukuna motioned with his head where the bracelet and seeds lay, "Tell me what is on the table." The physician saw and quickly took action.
They took a seed and examined it before sniffing it, and a faint scent emitted. "My Lord, this is basil seed."
Sukuna: "Basil?"
"Yes, basil." They confirmed it.
"What's so special about it?" Sukuna asks with interest.
"Lord Sukuna, basil seeds are used for many things, and especially if consuming it, doing it in small quantities once in a while not to cause side effects. Too much may cause bloating and abdominal pain. This is also used to help... " The medic explains in tangent detail.
"Then explain why it was inside the bracelet." Sukuna cuts to the chase when asking about something the doctor does and tends to run their mouth sometimes.
"A-Ah, yes." He took the bracelet from the table, "May I ask who the bracelet belongs to?"
Sukuna: "(Name)."
The doctor should not be surprised it was you. They took a moment to examine the bracelet and saw the open compartment door and sniffed the inside of the bangle, and found traces of it. "My Lord, how long has Lady (Name) worn this bracelet?"
The sound of urgency in his voice caught Sukuna's interest. "For as long as I married her. It was from her parents. What's the problem?"
Since there was no time stamp on how long, the doctor could only conclude one thing, "If Lady (Name) has worn this for a long time, then the cause of her infertility could be this all along." The words are like a cold wake-up call from the doctor; Sukuna's eyelids droop low with fury. The thought of you, 'How dare you (Name).' The doctor nervously continues, "Long exposure to basil seeds entering the bloodstream could thin out the blood, affect her hormones, and even her menstrual cycles. This could also explain—"
Sukuna raised a hand for the medic to shut their mouth as he was complimented on how he should deal with you and what he had just learned today. At first, he took your bracelet to understand your personal preferences, then return it to you later, and now he doesn't regret stumbling onto your long secret by chance. The amount of time he had bed you and you failed to conceive a child was out.
"You're dismissed, and keep your mouth shut." Then he looks at the corner where Uraume resides, "Take the bracelet to get it modified from a nearby jeweler. Fix the clasps and seal the door."
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Physics or chemistry
Oh those have the best experiments. But you should probably perform them with a teacher, or even better they perform it entirely and you just watch.
Concerning chemistry, a popular experiment is called 'The Elephant's Toothpaste'. Stupid name, but it's still interesting. Hydrogen peroxide is rapidly decomposed into water and oxygen, causing the mixture to foam up very quickly, creating a foam tower that looks like 'toothpaste'. A catalyst is added, usually potassium iodide. But caution, the created foam is very hot because it's an exothermic reaction that released energy.
Another experiment that students usually like is the 'exploding gummybear'. But it's more dangerous, should be performed in a fume hood. It's based on a rapid exothermic reaction because the sugar in the gummy bear is oxidised, creating a combustion. This is achieved by heating potassium chlorate in a reaction tube, which releases oxygen, and if the gummy bear is then dropped into the reaction tube there is a ball of fire created.
And for physics you could drop an apple and examine gravity. Just kidding, for example there is the double slit experiment examining the wave and particle nature of light. Or anything with lasers or magnets is interesting.
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Drink?~ Joseph Quinn
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Okay but what about if reader was a scare actor who plays a zombie in a horror experience and the ST cast go to her work, Joseph is scared shitless so he tries to lighten the mood by making joke and says some shit to reader like “ya know if you were alive you’d be the kind of girl I’d ask to have a drink with” she doesn’t break character and keeps up snarling at him but afterward when she’s off her shift and out of her zombie makeup she’s like “so…a drink eh?”
You had met Joseph through Joe Keery who you grew up with, and had you come on set to see him sometimes. He was so eager for you to see the Stranger Things set, actually jumped up and down and begged you to come. How could you say no?
" You came!" Joe ran up to you after the guard let you in, spinning you around. You're giggle is what caught the attention of the rest of the cast and seeing how Joe grabbed you.
" Who's this?" Joe set you down pulling down his shirt as he cleared his throat putting his arm around your shoulders. You shyly stood there looking at his cast members, biting on your bottom lip when your eyes caught with his eyes. Those chocolate brown eyes. They were beautiful just like he was.
" Guys, this is my best friend Y/N. We grew up together and she has been my number one supporter from the beginning. Y/N, well you know who these are, you watch the show"
You nod, shyly waving your hand at them.
" Aww, she's so cute" Maya gushed as she pulled you from Joe and into a hug. Your eyes went wide not expecting that from her, as you hugged her back those chlorate brown eyes couldn't stop looking at you.
Gaten nugged Joseph's side, hard to bring him out of his trance that he was in. Joseph glared down at him, rubbing his side as Gaten smirked.
" What?" Joseph mouthed to him. Gaten only wiggled his eyebrows as Joseph rolled his eyes, looking back at you hearing you laugh again.
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" You're name is Y/N, right?" you heard a British voice next to you. Your head turned just in time to meet those brown eyes that you can't stop thinking about.
" Correct, you're Joseph" He nods, licking his bottom lip with his hands in his pockets as he sways back and forth on his feet. There was silence between the two of you before he cleared his throat.
" Who's your favorite character?" he asked. You put a finger on your chin as if you were thinking about it but you already know your answer. You just wanted to keep him waiting to see his reaction.
Joseph was nervously biting the inside of his cheek waiting for you to answer, some of his curls stuck to his forehead but overall they were a bit messy and it made him look more adorable. His eyes held anxious and worry seeing you thinking on the answer. Truthfully, he wanted your answer to be that his character was your favorite.
" It's either Eddie or Steve" you tell him. A smile appears on his face, and if he could not get any cuter than he already was.
Joseph could only nod, he was nervous already and didn't know what to say and Joe has been watching the interaction with a smirk on his face.
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You stared up at the night sky blowing some smoke out from your cigarette, you had a long day at work with kids screaming in your ears. You worked in a Haunted House as a zombie, scaring children and anyone that passed by the hall of the Haunted House.
It has been one of your favorites but today, you had more crying kids than ever in a week.
" I knew you'd be out here" Joe ( Keery) came outside, he had stopped by your house and threw a little party, he said you needed to less loose after a day you had. You had phoned him before going into work that today felt off and he was right, you needed it.
He had invited some of both of your friends and the cast of Stranger Things. He wanted to show them where he lived, the area. He used to live a couple of house down from you but your parents had gaven you the house after moving away.
" Here I am" you turned to look at him as he sat besides you on the grass.
" Did you enjoy the party there?" he asked, pointing, the people were leaving by now and some insisted on helping too clean up and they told you they would not take no for answer.
" I did, thank you" you nodded, throwing him a smile. He tilted his head a bit as his eyes roamed over your face.
" Wanna tell me about the crush you have going on?" your cheeks beamed red looking away from him, taking a puff of your cigarette.
" I don't know what you mean, Keery" he snorts, bumping shoulders with you. " It's not that hard to tell that you have one on Joe. I saw the way you looked at him when you first met the cast, and him"
You stood up from the ground, brushing off the grass bits off your legs with one hand while dropping the cigarette stomping it with your foot.
" He's not into me. I'm not that pretty" Joe scoffs, shaking his head.
" Stop that, you are and the best part about you is how big your heart is"
" Thank you" the door opens and Joseph walks down the steps and coming to a stop as he sees you and Joe outside, his gaze goes from you to Joe. His eyes holding a bit of something that you can't put your finger on, but the glare is clearly visible.
Could he like you?
" I'm going to head off, thank you for having me" Joseph politely says as he makes his way to you. He brings you into a hug, burying his nose in the crook of your neck. His arms makes you feel safe but he pulls back quicker than you want.
" Of course, anytime Joe. You're more than welcome to come see me anytime"
Joe playfully barfs at the two of you which both you and Joe glare down at him, he puts his hands up and gets up to leave leaving you two alone.
When you look back at Joe, he's already looking at you with those beautiful brown eyes.
" Joe suggested we come see you at work tomorrow" you groaned throwing your head back, making him laugh.
" I'm sure it's not that bad, zombie girl" you shook your head, shyly smiling at him.
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When Joe took Joseph and the rest of the cast from Stranger Things to your job, they don't have any idea what to expect.
" She looks really cool, you guys. Nothing to worry about. She always has people run shitless from her" Joe chuckles remembering the time you scared him when he visited you at work.
They arrive at the Haunted House and all of them stare at how creepy it looks, some of the lights flash. A chainsaw can be heard near them and they watch in amusement as a little girl run off screaming from a zombie looking clown with a chainsaw. He stops for a moment and looks at them, waving the chainsaw. They all take a step back but he leaves before they can say anything.
" Relax guys, let's go see Y/N" Joe talks to the guy that is in front of the Haunted House dressed up as Michael Myers, they chat for a bit and nod.
" Y/N got us in, we're cool"
Caleb is in front of them making his way into the house, before he can step another foot to the door, the floor board cracks and hand grabs onto his leg making him jump and scream.
He falls onto Finn who laughs, holding him up. Joseph was in the back of them looking around up at the house. He watches as someone is by the window waving to him, but it looks to be like a doll of some sorts making his eyes wide as he hurries to catch with the rest.
As they all make their way through the Haunted House, every breeze of air or a tug on their leg or a small touch makes them back up in fright. Joe laughs because he's been here before and it doesn't scare him. He knows when you'll be up as he leads the rest into the house.
He looks back at them when he reaches the room where you are sitting on the floor with your hair all over your face grumbling like a zombie. A chain is around your waist but it's not secure as you would jump up to scare people when they are near.
Charlie looks into the room and sees you on the ground grumbling. Joseph kneels down on the ground next to you, he isn't sure if it's you or not but look at Joe for any sign.
" I don't know" but Joe smirks as soon as Joseph looks away from him. You wait for a moment for Joseph to reach out to you and when his hand brushes your hand, you grumble like a zombie and jump on him.
He screams as your on top of him. He turns his head to look away from you as you pretend to bite him like a zombie would.
" Get it off! Get it off!" he yells, the other giggle as Jonathan and Joe pull you up. Joe puts a hand on his heart, but once your face is revealed, he sees it's you because half of your face is zombiefied while the other show's it you.
You can't help but smile a little at his reaction but continue to grumble like a zombie keeping up doing your job.
Joseph catches his breath and says" ya know if you were alive you’d be the kind of girl I’d ask to have a drink with”
You rose your eyebrow but not breaking character, you reach out and grumble trying to make it look like you want to munch on him with your teeth.
" Alright zombie girl back to the corner you go" Joe lays you down and whispers in your, " Great job" kissing the side of your head. Jonathan helps Joseph up as they continue through the Haunted House.
Once they all get out, " hey when does Y/N gets off?" Natalia asks Joe. Joe checks his wrist watch and debates his head, " I think in 30 mins."
Joseph looks back at the house and couldn't help it but smile as you got him really good.
When you are done for the night, you run up to them and jumping onto Joe's back.
" Did you like the Haunted House?" you heard all " Yes's" and they were still talking about who scared them the most, some say it was you and talking about how you scared Joe.
" Are you okay, Joe?" you stand next to him, putting a hand on his shoulder. Joseph nods, rubbing the back of his neck blushing a bit.
" Yes, thank you for checking in on me, sweetheart" he says. You squeeze his shoulder before asking, " ..so.. a drink..eh?"
Everyone is watching the interaction between the two of you, not wanting to interrupt knowing that Joseph likes you.
" If you want to, you don't have to-" you cut him off with a kiss on his cheeks which stuns him as he puts his hand right after, on there.
" I would love that" you tell him lacing your hand through his. " I just know the place"
" Have fun you two, use a condom!" Joe yells as you tug Joseph to your car. You flip him off as you reach the car turning to Joe, " I'm sorry about him."
Joseph shakes his head, " It's okay, we will see how the night goes and maybe we will need that condom"
If your cheeks weren't red enough, they were now.
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goat-slice-art · 6 months
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One wayward pinch of potassium chlorate
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drakeanddice · 9 months
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Saw a poll on another site regarding which fantasy ancestry has the best cuisine and had to furrow my brow in incomprehension. Like we can't help but think to ourselves that if we find ourselves in Waterdeep and have the usual evening argument after a hard-day's dungeon crawling on whether we go grab a takeaway from the Dwarven delicatessen or maybe try that new Elvish fusion place down the Street of Candles?
Food is culture and culture is way more interesting than the shape of your ears.
The answer to that poll, if you were wondering, is Human. Because everyone answering the poll is human. And also, because unlike all of the other PHB ancestries, it doesn't come with monoculture baked in.
"Oh yeah, I figure Dwarves have kind of a cozy, smokey tavern-fare thing going on--"
Dude, Dwarves smith "bread" on their anvils and add potassium chlorate for kick. They eat the luster from gold. They subsist on firedamp and sulfur. They crunch down the spoil from their mines.
The lens we see fantasy through is human, I get it. But I'm on the side of weird fantasy. If you eat Dwarf food, you die. If you eat Elf food--well, you can't eat Elf food, because they subsist on Nostalgia or put down roots or, or, or...
But their takes on Human food are fine, I guess. We can talk about those. Most of these Fantasy worlds have an implied human-centric worldview (because, again, they were written by humans) and so if we assume a melting-pot of ancestries, a setting where these ancestries all sort of hang out together and history is more or less based on them all getting along, I can see them bringing their culinary traditions (weird) to serving human food filtered through the lens of their own cultural idiom. And I think that's kind of interesting, at least.
I might chew on that for a minute and build a tasting menu.
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