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mixed-theater-faisty-tings · 9 months

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Infinitely Jealous

Conrad Request

A/N:HIII!!! I KNOW I HAVEN'T POSTED IN AGES I'VE REALLY MISSED IT. WITH THE NEW SEASON OF THE SUMMER I TURNED PRETTY I FELT A SMALL SPARK OF INSPIRATION AND GOT THIS REQUEST FROM @shqtteredcrystql1. NOW BEAR WITH ME MY WRITING SKILLS HAVE DETERIORATED A BIT SINCE I LAST POSTED AND I'M STILL WORKING ON MY SMUT WRITING SPOILER ALERT. I AM OPEN TO FEEDBACK OR EVEN ADVICE. I AM TYRING TO WRITE MORE WHEN I CAN I JSUT NEVER WANNA GIVE HALF BAKED IDEAS. OKAY I WILL STOP BABBLING ENJOY!

P.S please don't hurt me for using Conrad and Belly's infinity for this I just love the concept. okay thank you.

Warnings: Explicit language, smut, cheesy lol, Teen Drinking, Protected sex.

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Y/N POV

The stench of alcohol fills my nose as drunken teenagers dance the night away with whatever is in their system. I came to this stupid beach party with Conrad and Jeremiah who both ran off to do god knows what not that this was a new occurrence.

Jere has always attracted girls like moths to light meanwhile Conrad ventures off to do whatever he does and if someone happens to join them he won't push them off so long as they don't try to actually get to know him least that is how he has been the last few summers.

They started bringing me here with them 7 years ago when we met. I've always been closer with Conrad. Jeremiah had Belly and Conrad had me though you never want to go to boardwalk with the four of us unless you're wanting some quality entertainment.

The Fisher boys always know how to have fun the Conklin's and I can never say no even if it means coming to a dumb beach bonfire. I'd go anywhere with Conrad it's been that way since we met this includes an impromptu trip to the other side of the country to attend a Universal Studios Horrors night as my birthday present.

We were grounded for 2 months after that one but it was worth any time with him was. He'll only ever see me as his best friend though he has made that crystal clear he's been in touch with this Deb he met last summer "Nicole", they've just been talking but it seems like they could be more this summer or just a casual summer fling of convenience. Maybe this summer I'll find my fling.

"Hey don't think I've ever seen you around here?", a voice pulls me out of my thoughts. "Huh?", I connect with brown eyes belonging to someone tall, dark skinned, curly dark hair and muscular. "I said I've never seen you around here.", he repeats himself. "Funny because I've come here every summer for the last 7 years." a laugh decorates my words with a hint of sarcasm.

"Oh yeah? Which house is yours?", he plays along. "First of all creepy and second I'm a guest with the Fisher's.", I giggle. "Ah great guys always fun at a party." his attitude changes from interested to standoffish. "We are just friends all of us.", I smile kindly. "Good to know..care for a drink?", he extends his hand to me with a kind smile.

"Sure why not.", I take his hand. "I'm Lucas.". "Y/N.". "And I'm Conrad glad we got the introductions out of the way now let's get beer.", my best friend pops up out of nowhere. "Uh okay sure I'll be right back.", Lucas runs off wearing a confused expression. "What are you doing?", I hiss at the brown-haired boy.

"Hanging with my best bud what do you mean.", he slings his arm around my shoulder with a smirk planted on his lips...his lips..focus. "No why you're doing is ruining a potential new friend.", a stern tone clutches onto my words. "Friend huh? Yeah sure whatever.", he scoffs. "Go makeup with Red Sox girl some more.", I roll my eyes pushing his arm off of me. I knew it was Nicole but saying her name out loud stung.

"Jealous?", I don't have to look at him to know a sly look sits on his face. "As if. Have I ever been jealous of the girls you've dated?", my arms sit crossed just beneath my chest. "I'm sure you have been.". "Check your ego bro.", I turn to walk away when he says, "I have you to keep me humble don't I?", a chuckle follows.

"Whatever I'll see you later.", the sand envelops my feet treading to find Lucas. "Y/N over here!", a voice calls me over belonging to Lucas over by the fire. "Your bodyguard still with you?", he asks when I finally make it over to him. "Funny uh no I gave him the night off.", I smile. "Good to know.", he playfully bumps my shoulder handing me a beer can unopened.

"So do you come here just for summer or do you experience Cousins in all four seasons?", I ask. He takes a seat in the sand waiting for me to join him before answering. "I actually go to boarding school so I experience a little bit of all four seasons on holiday assuming I don't run off to Mexico for Christmas or spring break.", he laughs. "You don't seem the other spoiled boarding school brats we run into here.", confusion swirls in my head.

"I mean would you prefer for me to? Ugh my parents shipping me off to some lame ass boarding school with their credit card knowing I have a trust fund to carry me for the rest of my life even though I'll probably blow it on some stupid shit as soon as I'm 25.", his tone becomes snarky, and attitude narcissistic quickly replaced by the charming side once more.

"Entertaining I will say but not my vibe.", a laugh escapes my lips. "Good cause that's not who I am.", he chuckles joins the air. We spend the time talking soon leaving the fire to walk along the beach taking about just how different our lives are. He was good company, but I kept thinking about Conrad and what he was doing, who he was with, why he wasn't with me.

Yes, I know I basically told him fuck off but it's not like he ever listens he's my best friend and he knows y/n speak by now. Conrad maybe smart enough to get into Brown but sometimes he needs a little push in the right direction. "Y/N are you listening?", Lucas jumps in front of me. My face drops into a frown feeling bad i hadn’t been pay attention.

"Y/N quick it's Conrad!", Steven yells. My feet carry me as fast as they can without getting caught in the sand back to the group of teens surrounding a fight with none other than my stupid best friend in the middle of it.

"Con! Quit being stupid!", I push my way through the crowd and try to pull him off the random dude. My attempt was moot until Jere finally stepped in and broke up the fight around the same time as sirens began sounding.

"Cops!". The teens that once covered the beach dropped their drinks and scattered like cockroaches. "Y/N let's go grab some ice cream and I'll take you home.", Lucas grabs ahold of my hand gently tugging me away from the guys.

"Like hell you will.", Conrad pulls me towards him. "You don't own her man. She can come with me if she wants to.", the alluring guy I was talking to all night disappears taken over with frustration and anger.

"We brought her, we will take her home besides she just met you like I'd ever let her endanger herself like that. Besides your place isn’t her home. Mine is.”the brown hair boy mocks the curly haired boys statement. "I never said anything about my place quit putting words in my mouth".

"Would both of you just shut up!.", my outburst took both of them aback. "Lucas I'll see you around. Conrad let's get your stupid ass home.", annoyance prominent in my voice as I drag them away from each other. "Give me the keys Conrad.", I hold out my hand. "Not a chance.", he pushes past me and gets in the drivers side of his sedan.

"I can't fucking believe you.", his tone accusatory. "Believe me about what?". "That boarding school trust fund fuck boys are your type.", his hands grip the wheel tighter than normal meanwhile I completely lose it.

"And how the fuck would you know what my type is huh! You have never cared nor taken an interest in the guys I have talked to. God acting like my dad I don't need your protection okay I can take care of myself.", I can feel my cheeks turning hot with anger.

"You are so wrapped up in your own world you don't even notice that I do care about who you are with. You deserve more than that jackass.", tension settles in the air, suddenly this car feels like a tiny box."All that guy wanted to do was hook up with you.",his voice was filled with a know it all tone.

"So what if that is what I wanted!", he is surprised by my response. "You don't wanna lose it to some random one night stand.". "And if I do?", I didn't but he didn't need to know that.

"I know you Y/N you want to lose it to someone you care about and you know cares about you.", his grips loosens. "Maybe it's just not meant for me.", I can't let my guard down.

My eyes follow his hand as it leaves the wheel and lays flat against the skin between my thigh and knee. "Don't say that.", we finally pull into the driveway of the beach house quietly making our way in the house careful not to wake Laurel or Susannah. I make my way to the kitchen grabbing some powdered donuts from the pantry.

"I wasn't trying to upset you..honestly. You're my best friend and I never want to hurt you but lately I just keep fucking up.", he follows me after Jere, Belly and Steven trot upstairs to their rooms. "It's fine Connie you were right I don't wanna lose my virginity to some dude I met on the beach at a lame party.", I avoid looking at him.

"I wouldn't want that for you either.", a gentle tone takes over his voice. "You're not fucking up anything by the way I mean I'm still here aren't I?", I attempt to lighten the mood. "Surprisingly so.", he chuckles. "What's going on in that brilliant head of yours?", I finally bathe the strength to look at him without melting.

The way the front pieces of his hair kind of flop in front of his eyes, he's constantly pushing them behind his ear mainly when he's nervous but he also refuses to cut it Susannah loves it. His brown eyes seep into mine without even trying encapsulating me in a daydream.

"You...me...y/n you think I don't care who you date but I do.", a nervous Conrad is not something I don't see often or ever really. "Let's not have this conversation again please.", I beg. "I have feelings for you.", he blurts not looking me in the eye. "What?", I'm taken aback praying he said what I heard.

"I like you Y/N and I have since we met I'm just so screwed up and I didn't wanna drag you down with me especially with my mom. You're the only other person besides me who knows about my parents and they don't even know that I know.", the sound of the stool screeching against the floor as he stands up out of the chair echos string us both.

"Con you're not screwed up..", I gently take his hands in mine connecting our eyes. "You just need to develop better communication skills.". "How's this for practice?", his body leans over mine slowly coming down to bring his lips to mine.

Is this really happening? Am I about to kiss Conrad Fisher, I've only ever dreamed of this moment never anticipating the reality god don't let me mess this up please. The soft skin of his lips gently connect with him, his hands disconnecting from mine caressing my cheeks instead leaving my hand to go to his shoulders pulling him closer afraid to lose the moment.

I've always felt safe around him but, here in this moment it was cloud nine times a million. I didn't want it to end but we had to breathe eventually. "So?".

"Well ahem.. a kiss isn't communicating however you can take that as an I feel the same way..", I anxiously pull my bottom lip between my teeth. "I love how you do that when you're nervous.", a nervous laugh escapes his lips. "We should head up to bed it's getting late.", as much as I don't want to I pull away from his body, his warmth knowing he'll be different in the morning.

"Stay with me tonight.", it comes off as a statement rather than a question making my heart jump with excitement. "Your mom would flip if she caught us in your room.", I raise a brow. "Not if she doesn't find out or I come up with a really good excuse as to why you were in my room, and my bed.", he keeps me close.

"I don't know Con.". "Please.". "Okay fine.".

Pleased with my appliance to his wishes he leads us upstairs to his room carefully closing the door. After removing our shoes we lay in his bed facing each other, the light of the moon casting a light so bright I could see his whole face in the dark.

The soft touch of his hands push some hair behind my ear before pulling me into our second kiss of the evening.

Without thinking I immediately kiss him back, our bodies manage to close any gap left between us in a matter of seconds the moment enclosing us in a world of our own. I pull back slightly we are still nose to nose but rarely any space is between us.

With as much confidence as I could muster I whisper the words I've wanted to say for months, "I want it to be you.". He is slightly surprised by my statement but doesn't break our contact, a small smile daring to turn up the corner of his mouth. "Are you sure? That wasn't what I was trying to do not now.", the words are soft spoken.

"I'm sure unless you don't want to?", my eyes search his for an ounce of rejection. "Believe me I want to I just don't want you to feel rushed or pressured.". Without another word my hand takes a hold of his guiding it from the softness of my legs up to rest on my hips slowly and ever so gently. "Please Connie." with that I connect our lips once more.

He takes this as his green light deepening the kiss turning me onto my back so he can be onto careful not to crush me under him. My fingers dance under his shirt against his stomach and chest, he smiles into the kiss before moving to my neck tenderly nipping at the skin a gasp escaping my lips.

"We have to be quiet baby.", he whispers into my ear sending shivers down my spine in the best way possible. We both sit up swiftly removing our shirts, he gently pecks my lips allowing himself to kiss down my jawline, neck and along my shoulders till his hands reach the clasp of my bra.

"May I?", his breathe tickles my neck and I nod. The white lace is soon gone leaving my top half completely bare and exposed, to my own surprise I'm not as nervous as I'd thought I'd be but how can I be when it's him.

He begins to kiss from my shoulder back down my chest gently laying me back down before reaching my jeans. I can feel his fingers undo the button and zipper tugging the denim off my hips and down my legs.

A cold breeze hit my sensitiveness causing me to shudder. One step further and my panties have fond the rest of the clothes on my the floor. His eyes meet mine again a smile plastered on his face before speaking in a hushed tone. "Okay I'm gonna be honest it does hurt the first time but I promise I'm gonna do everything I can to make sure that you are ready before then. Do you trust me baby?".

"Of course I do.", I smile.

Our lips attach themselves once more as his thumb begins to rub my bud an action responsible for my hips bucking up. "It's okay.Relax", he reassures me against my lips.

My mind goes foggy overcome by his touch, of course I've touch myself but his hands against my most sensitive part was a whole new feeling of pleasure I've had yet to explore.

When he feels I'm ready he slides a finger inside pumping in and out slowly, our moans mix together in the air trying to remain quiet. "I'm going to add another okay?". "Okay.". I feel his index and and middle fingers sliding in and out of me a wave of pleasure washing over me. I kiss him to try and cover my moans a futile action as I end up moaning against his lips instead.

"Fuck yes just like that.", my hips begin to grind against his fingers giving him confidence to speed up slightly. My stomach begins to tighten as my climax winds up, he plants soft kisses along my chest continuing his motions only heightening my moans. "You are so beautiful y/n.", his whisper causes butterflies to let loose in my stomach.

"I think I'm ready Connie.", I couldn't hold back anymore. I wanted him, all of him more than anything in this moment. "I think so too.", all contact is taken away so he could remove his jeans but I can't help the whimper that leaves my lips at the loss.

The moment stand still our eyes locked on one another taking in this sight of each others exposed state, emotionally and physically bare. I prayed he couldn't hear how loud my heart was beating I've wanted him for so long to be more than my best friend and here he is, here I am giving him my first an I wouldn't change a thing.

"Do you have protection?", I ask. He nods before reaching into his drawer and pulling out a shiny gold foil, putting on the condom and hovering over me once more. "I want you to be mine.", the words fall graciously from his now swollen lips. "I am yours.", I'm quick to answer.

"No I mean I want us, you and me. Boyfriend and girlfriend. This isn't just a one time thing. Be mine? Please.", a vulnerable Conrad is a side we rarely see and only in his most emotional state thought I've always been his soft spot. "I've always been yours whether you knew it or not my love.", I don't blush at the statement instead I smile and plant a small kiss on his nose.

"This may still hurt I'm gonna go slow and let me know when I can move okay?", his lips lower to mine. His tip rubbing against my clit earning a small moan. "Okay.", I force the one worded answer out. As he kisses me slowly his member enters me...holy shit...a stint of pain swells inside my body, "Please move Con.", I manage.

The thrusts replace pain with bliss, his minty scent fills my olfactory nerves, the soft touch of his lips and hands dance along my skin with sweat glistening on us both.

"Fuck you feel good baby.", he's as breathless as I am. His hands grip my hips imprinting small marks on them while my nails dig into his shoulders and back my entire body buried in ecstasy.

"More.", I beg. I can feel him smirk into my neck picking up his pace and pushing deeper into me causing my back to arch off the bed our chests colliding. "Oh god." I moan gripping his shoulders so tight my knuckles are white.

"You're okay we're almost there.",his words soothe me and I allow myself to fall back against the mattress. As if they have a mind of their own my hips being to move meeting his hurts with equal enthusiasm and energy. "Just like that.", he groans into my skin.

The knot in my stomach grows and grows I'm toe curling close to my end as is he. His speed picks up, ours moans mix praying we don't wake anyone. Mass amounts of Conrads groans fill the air when I begin to clench around him neither of us could hold on any longer.

A white haze clouds all my senses as my entire body shakes with my orgasm. I feel him finish with me both of us panting and completely gone for each other and the moment we just shared.

A few minutes pass allowing us to collect ourselves before he quickly jumps grabbing an old t-shirt to clean us up. His care is gently and appreciated as some soreness begins to settle between my legs.

"So how was I?', my cheeks turn red as I ask. I grab his shirt off the floor and pull it over my head covering myself. "Perfect.", his arms wrap around my body spooning me, comforting me in a way I've never known a person could.

"Thank you for being my first.", the words are spoken just above a whisper. "Just hope you don't regret it.", his body tenses nervously against my back a sadness coating his words. "I could never regret you Conrad not about this, and not about us...we're infinite.".

"Infinite.". he repests. "I should probably go to mine and Belly's room before anyone gets suspicious.", I try to get up only to be pulled back by Conrad. "You aren't going anywhere. I told you I will find a great excuse as to why you were in here.", I giggle at his statement.

"And what about the clothes that covering the floor?", I cock an eyebrow at him. "I've been meaning to do laundry.", he answers.

"That includes my panties?", I can't help but laugh. "They got mixed up?", he shrugs. "My boyfriend ladies and gentlemen the best liar.", we both erupt in a fit of laughter though it is short lived as my eyelids begin to droop closed.

"Goodnight Connie.", my whole body relaxes into his chest sleep taking over.

"Goodnight my infinity.", him kissing my head is the last thing I remember before being swept away in sleep.

Infinity.

#the summer i turned pretty #tsitp conrad #team conrad #conrad fisher #team jeremiah #tsitp jeremiah #tsitp s2 #tsitp

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mysticmjolnir · 1 year

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Tagged by @tennessoui, i am kissing you on the forehead not with tongue maybe with a little tongue

What book are you currently reading? Seeing Like a State by James C. Scott. It's about how utopian projects pushed top-down by states never go well, because the kind of knowledge states seek to codify tends to ignore a whole bunch of other, very important but less 'valuable' (usually in terms of direct taxation) factors.

I've been reading it real slow bc it's like, dense and stuff and also i've been real sick recently, but it's really interesting. My favourite part is an example used early on; scientific forestry. So forests are like, old and organic and messy and full of stuff that isn't easy to use timber. Which, if you're looking at a forest and thinking 'how much timber can I get out of this forest on a regular basis', is kind of a nightmare. In the latter 1700s some german dude decided to try clearing areas and planting the same tree over and over in neat rows, making sure the area was clear of brush and general forest detritus.

The first crop, about 80 years on, was great! Lots of good quality timber, easy to harvest. The second crop was awful and the third was worse and so on and so on. Because this scientific forestry didn't consider any other factors but commercial exploitation of the forest. Not the nutrients in the soil, not the biodiversity of the biome, both of which were to blame for everything after the first bunch of trees growing poorly, but every other way that people rely on or interact with forests; religion, culture, food foraging, hunting, sneaking off to fuck, grazing for animals, goddamn medicines! Not to mention, y'know, all the ways that a forest exists and thrives sans any human interaction at all.

This is just a really bare example of what this book talks about - most of the projects it discusses are not about just imposing systems onto the landscape but onto people, who must interact with said systems or sometimes fight back against them. And not all state interference is bad or done for purely explotative reasons. But it usually goes badly because the people designing and implementing the systems don't know or care to know about how local systems already function - it just doesn't seem relevant to them and their big ideas. Also, obviously, there's a lot of colonialism here too, colonial administrators trying to align opressed indigenous populations into something 'manageable' and most importantly, taxable.

Like, in 1849, the Spanish going through the regions of the Philippines and assigning Hispanic surnames literally in alphabetical order, then enforcing those names by forbidding all officials from accepting any documentation that didn't use the (randomly assigned) Hispanic surnames. It didn't work 100% of course, these kind of insane, nightmarish projects never do, but it worked somewhat. There was a lot of forcing people to take surnames for the sake of being easier to track/tax. for instance people immigrating to the USA through Ellis Island

In a sweet little twist, at least one of these kinds of forests, from the late 1600s, so, before they had the bright idea to eliminate diversity from the trees they were planting, is a place of well loved and outstanding beauty, and also still harvested for timber on a 200 year cycle; The Forest of Tronçais. It was planted to provide wood for the ships of the French navy, but then they didn't need it so much. It got cut down a lot over the 1700s and 1800s for charcoal and stuff, but now it's, according to (a source in french on) wikipedia 'deemed by many as the most beautiful oakwood in Europe'. So that's nice.

tl:dr I am reading an interesting book on how states fuck up people and also trees.

What’s your favorite movie you saw in theaters this year? I have not been to see a film in a cinema this year.

What do you usually wear? rn pyjamas, but usually i wear what i like to call hedgewitch chic

How tall are you? 5'3''. i don't want to talk about it

What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event? Capricorn. Sometimes my birthday is Martin Luther King day

Do you go by your name or a nickname? I have a really cool name (if we're friends i will tell you it) and I try to go by my shortened name informally and my full name professionally.

Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child? when i was a child i wanted to be a classicist. i am not a classicist.

Are you in a relationship? If not, who is your crush if you have one? That one tumblr post: "not in a relationship, not aromantic, but a secret third thing. unwanted ;) " <-- kit put this i'm stealing it

What’s something you’re good at vs. something you’re bad at? i'm good at telling people to be kind to themselves. i am bad at remembering to wear a coat when i go outside

Dogs or cats? cats

If you draw/write or create in any way, what’s your favorite picture/line/etc from something you created this year? i have written fic this year, which i have not done for some years. i like almost all of my writing. i tried to find a quote but idk, when i went to look at my writing i liked it less.

What’s something you would like to create content for? i want to write an alex rider fic but the fates are against me in nearly every way despite my very funny idea that makes me chuckle to myself every time i think about it

What’s something you’re currently obsessed with? star wars? i'm currently obsessed with certain bits of star wars very much.

What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year? uh. i did not enjoy the sandman as much as i hoped to. i can expand at length on this subject to anyone who is interested.

What’s a hidden talent of yours? cat wrangling

Are you religious? nuh

What’s something you wish to have at this moment? a hug

deep breath i can do this i can tag people @dreaminghour @raeality @anakincito

#tag games

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rachelminetti · 10 months

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harkive 6.20.23

yesterday and today have been the same day, alone and not in the mountains. still reeling from bonnaroo, i still feel it it my legs. i need to wash my hair and unpack my car. i didn't realize i could stay up that late, fully sober and fully alone, guided only by a tentative schedule and unrestrained impulse. i just wandered around for 3 days, dirty and hydrated and thinking only about what was immediately happening and sitting in the grass and applying sunscreen often enough. there were no barriers between me and the environment i was interacting with, just me and the place.

i was mainly blown away by just how much incredible music i heard over the three days, like truly just top notch quality musicians. i get so used to small diy shows, lo-fi recordings (which has extreme merit! and is brilliant and genuine) that i am taken aback when i see musicians perform their craft, expertly. rina sawayama, cory wong, STS9, my morning jacket, etc. listened to a great podcast interview with alana rocklin, the bassist for STS9 on the drive home on monday, like truly such a talented musician. that show fully changed me, i was hypnotized and extremely awake. looking forward to getting into their discography and live performances, to hopefully see them again at 4 in the morning.

i wasn't sure what to listen to right away, if it would be overkill to relive that music immediately. but it's what i ended up wanting, so i leaned into that. drove to work yesterday listening to photo id by remi wolf twice. she is going to change pop music. i listened to some of her other songs, which i enjoyed so thoroughly live.

once i got to work i picked a random playlist i had saved on spotify and landed on stereolab-ish by andrew corbett. whoever you are, you did great.

enjoyed the phenomenal handclap band, queued up some dip in the pool. found a cool website (https://www.fondsound.com), read the retinae review, the o boy by salon music review, then listened to it on youtube.

youtube

put my june 2018 playlist on shuffle during lunch, i'm ready to listen to it again. it exists in an entirely different context now, outside of tampa, outside of 21. so much of it is so tied to that time, i was back at the stoplight at westshore after getting off the howard franklin during an afternoon storm again listening to earth by giraffage. in the backseat on the way to san luis obispo while listening to the right thing by james supercave.

i was working through some open tabs back at work, reading about STS9, hexstatic, ambient pop music, music from memory, the siket disc by phish. accidentally landed on that phish album while searching for quadraphonics on spotify (which i read about in a youtube comment on the salon music album). ambient phish forever.

proceeded back to rotation 24 on spotify, i've set myself up with quite the mix.

added dyslectic by amber #2 from the these are testing times compilation by 555 recordings to my suuuuuuuper lowkey playlist, only song they have on spotify, let's see if i can find anything about them online. found this album on discogs and youtube and not much else.

been listening to thalia zedek and her band. debbie friedman core, very dykey and safe. like driving through the vermont countryside on an overcast evening in september. that 2002 camp counselor turtleneck kitchen island type feeling i only know how to describe in those terms. reunion, redemption, an event planned via a months long email chain. her cover of you're a big girl now is very much worth a listen. like waiting in the parking lot after whitewater rafting, a long bus ride back.

i flipped through june 2018 and rotation 24 for the rest of the evening and then ended the night with dryfruit by sugar plant, a delicious summer evening record to seal off the day.

i'll be going through this rotation playlist for the next few days, diving deeper into minimum chips, color filter, god street wine, and sts9. enjoying this post bonnaroo connection to music again.

#harkive #stereolab #sts9 #salon music #thalia zedek #slowcore #my return to jam bands is approaching

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fizzingwizard · 1 year

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and while I'm procrastinating...

I finally, finally cleared my sim's inventory of all fish. I never did it before because the fish was useful for gardening. He had 92 salmon which make excellent fertilizer x'D lmao. I garden a lot so I couldn't bring myself to sell them. Then I had the brilliant idea to just move them to a different sim's inventory temporarily. Yay for ingenious solutions that took me embarrassingly long to figure out.

Once he was fish-free, I had him go fishing and catch a tilapia. The tilapia was excellent quality. Got out the campire and picked Roast Fish. He roasted the fish and for the first time EVER, he enjoyed the meal. It was "excellent" quality when I've only ever gotten "poor" before. Clearly the fish quality matters. Even when he caught fresh fish, because there were 92 foul, stinking salmon in his inventory, he'd end up cooking one of those instead of the good one and then have an upset stomach xP

You may think that should have been obvious BUT in my defense, no other food works like this in sims 4 - Although that's a lie, I don't actually know for sure what happens if you let meat spoil and then try to cook a meat dish. Probably THEN it's poor quality and you get sick. But I don't know because I've never had this issue. Reason being, when I get meat I put it in the fridge right away. You can't roast meat over the campfire, so there's no reason to keep it in your inventory. Plus, if you're not doing the Simple Living challenge, you probably don't even shop for meat.

So your chances of eating bad food because the ingredients were spoiled to begin with are really, really slim most of the time - EXCEPT with campfire-roasted fish. Because you need the fish to be in your inventory (unless you're camping on your home lot for some reason). The campfire dates back to Outdoor Retreat, the very first Sims 4 DLC, so it's no wonder it's so simplistic.

But it is a problem. It's not reasonable to assume sims will sell all the fish they catch except what they plan to eat right away. Even when there was only Outdoor Retreat and base game, this made no sense - because fish were fertilizer for gardens. As far as I know, they've always had that ability (but there have been lots of changes so maybe I'm wrong). Now sure, most sims don't need 92 salmon in their inventory. But salmon are such GREAT fertilizer even when they're completely rank that to sell them if you don't need money makes no sense. You can use them any time to fertilize the plants - there's no time limit.

You COULD put the fish in the fridge instead of your inventory. But two problems - one, in my play style, I have my sim with 92 salmon hop around fertilizing public gardens as well as his friends' gardens, and I want to be sure of using salmon for that - not fishing somewhere nearby and only catching a guppy. Second, and more relevant to players besides myself, is the fridge these days is SOOOO laggy. Idk but every time I click it, it takes several long seconds to bring up the first menu. And then if there's a lot inside, you have to scroll around to what you want... I avoid opening the fridge. Yes, these are just a few extra steps, not really an inconvenience... but it is SO convenient to just keep the fish in my inventory...

Well, if that's how it is, then I have no other choice. But what I would LIKE is for the campfire to be programmed to either let us choose which fish we want to roast, so we can pick good quality ones, OR default to the freshest fish in the inventory. Then you'd still have to be careful not to accidentally eat a fish you want to keep, but at least you won't get an upset stomach every time you don't eat a fish right away. Because they seem to spoil pretty fast.

Also I want more campfire food options. Tired of veggie dogs and marshmallows. What about campfire-roasted sweet potatoes?? Mmm. Or how about just being able to roast any edible in your inventory? I know, it's pointless, you can just eat it raw... I just love camping in the sims x'D though I'm probably the only one

#sims #sims 4 #let my sim eat fresh fish naow

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medicinemane · 1 year

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Ok, back at my computer

I just really hate my grandma, she's just honestly such an asshole. The stuff that happened today won't seem like much, but I think a handful of other examples and you'll see it's part of a bigger picture

First off, more stuff. More stuff. We've said no over and over and over, but more stuff (which my mom always ends up taking). I've told her my dresser is full, no more stuff

How much do you think this shirt was, this shitty poor quality shirt. That's right, it's kohls, so $36, but remember, I'm the one who is bad with money for paying off a car loan

Then there's the fact that when she was putting some stuff in a bag she's like "make sure not to break them" and my mom was like "why would I?" and my grandma points to me and is like "no I was talking to them", cause we all know I'm an ogre. She's the one who killed my mom's pineapple plant being too rough, but we know I'm the clod

And it's just the refusal to ever take know for an answer while treating me like a stupid piece of shit at every turn that finally pissed me off

My mom was sulky about me being pissed, I'm sure because she feels like she's always caught in the middle (what she always says), but no, she always picks her parents side. She always traded time with me to them in exchange for money even though I hated being with them

One time when I was like 7 my grandma makes a cake and makes sure I have some. I didn't like it cause it tasted like banana, but I ate it to be polite, but by the second piece I was like "I'm sorry, I can't eat this, it tastes like banana for some reason"

The reason was because it was, and my grandma intended to trick a child to show they were just being picky... which I think counts as being an asshole

When I was in my 20s I went over with the one stipulation being that she wouldn't bring up me learning to drive. She promised. The first thing she did when I got there was brought up me learning to drive

She tried to get my mom to have an abortion, and I get the feeling to this day she thinks that would be for the best, cause she's never liked me. She pretends to act polite, but... she's a tactless ass, so she isn't

One time when I came over she was just like "oh, you're getting a bit of a gut, aren't you?"

She got into a screaming fit when I said I was taking a semester off college (she never paid a cent into my education or... into anything for me, that was all my dad's side that actually helped)

So yeah, I'm terrible with money for paying off a $400 a month car loan with my own money (for her daughter) and saving her $700 a month on my mom's lot rent, and she's good with money for going and dropping probably a minimum $100 at kohls ($36 on one shirt alone). I'm the reason she doesn't have money though

Just fuck her. You are how you act, and she acts like an asshole. My mom excuses it cause she's family, and my grandma is nice to everyone who isn't family, but fuck the old bitch

I'll probably keep going just for costco money, which I feel no guilt for cause I fucking saved her a ton and she needs a bribe if she's gonna make me put up with this stuff. She's real Jekyll and Hyde where some days she's fine and some days she's worse, and in some ways today was a good day for her, but the total lack of respect of the word no combined with acting like I'm an oaf who breaks shit... fuck her

See if I just got a bag boy job at safeway there wouldn't be any money problems, they take retards down there so it's fine. Like just say the fucking slurs grandma, I know what you're thinking, quite hiding behind words like timid and say what you really think about me

Actually even before any of that I brought over a box of boxes along with the recycle, and what with her fucking hating the boxes for some reason she was like "well they won't fit, you'll have to tear them up", and I'm like "yeah they will" and rearranged it so the box of boxes went in first and it worked fine... cause I'm great a spacial awareness, I know what'll fit... she didn't like that, just kind of left

Then when we left she lectured me for letting my mom forget her insulin pen. Like... not my mother's fucking keeper lady, and if my mom isn't worrying about it I won't

Just... if I treated strangers like she treats me you'd all think I was the biggest prick you'd ever met, but she gets a pass cause she's family

Fuckem, that blood line's cursed by stupid

Did make me think though that we need to get in touch with he sister's husband. Her sister died, and I know Fred is feeling really isolated, so I should get in contact with him because he's cool, he's not an asshole

Turn this into a positive and reach out to someone older who ended up alone who I actually like, remember the parts of her family I actually like, which is not her

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squidlykitten · 1 year

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This is me gazing deeply and soulfully into your eyes, asking you to infodump about your OCs to your heart's content- I would love to hear about them 💚

Ahhhh, just for you, anon friend. Here's some of Kajj's story that I've been writing. <3 <3 <3 It's unedited and I'll probably delete this later when I'm feeling less confident with myself, haaaa... but enjoy while its here?

Walking through the battlefield after a Sweep always felt to Kajj like a kind of necromancy -- there was nothing to see here but the ghosts of what once existed. The once bright buildings jutted up from the horizon like broken teeth, made indistinguishable from the landscape by the thick layer of bone-white ash that blanketed the world. The air was thick with it, the sunlight glittering through the haze, parts of the world fading from vision in the shifting fog that was left swirling in the wake of his passage.

What a wreck.

He felt grateful for the high quality filters in his atmospheric regulators, which kept him from choking on the greasy dust, the only remains of an entire civilization’s worth of organic life. Still, the stale recycled air of his suit always left him feeling claustrophobic and lonely -- an outside observer, apart from and untouched by the desolation around him. His suit was made of a thick, polycarbonate weave that was only the sharpest of weapons could hope to slash, with padding beneath to distribute and help negate any bludgeoning damage as well. The thick soled boots almost erased the feeling of the ground beneath him, supportive and comfortable, leaving him feeling like he was floating above it all. The helmet that sealed him safely inside of the carefully filtered atmosphere had a one-way reflective coating, hiding his identity from any who might perceive him. In his suit, he was nearly impervious, untouchable, unknowable. Utterly separate from the death and destruction that lay before him. Aloof and unaffected.

Or so he liked to tell himself anyway.

The suit could do very little to protect him from the growing sense of unease and discomfort that had curled itself around his heart ever since the Sweeper was brought to bear on the very first dissenting planet. The sick feeling in his gut as he bore witness to the pinnacle of Empire wartime innovation.

The Empire referred to the Sweeper as their most glorious military achievement, one that nearly negated the need for all other forms of combat or weaponry. So complete was the destruction left in its wake that hardly anyone dared to oppose them now, knowing full well that they and their entire worlds could be reduced to ash in mere moments. Textiles, plant life, bodies, and paper -- anything not made of stone or metal burned up in the silent glow of the Sweeper’s light passing overhead. Revolutionary! The gandacasts had called it. Mighty and glorious!

Funny. It was hard to find anything glorious at all about the ruined landscape before him. But he supposed that was what you got when you dared to stand up against the Empire. The Empire was strong, powerful. The Empire made the civilizations it took under its wing more efficient, it shared its knowledge and technology, its superior culture and wondrous innovations. They would live longer lives, have access to greater tools, greater cultural artifacts and stories -- the improvement that the Empire could bring to some of these backwater planets was almost incalculable, ineffable really.

All they had to do in return was swear fealty, to bend to the laws and cultural mores of the galactic conquerors, and to lend their strength to that of the Empire’s. Was that really so much to ask?

The rewards were so great as to surely outweigh any benefits of remaining a free civilization. And, of course, the consequences of disobedience were vast. And inescapable. If the Empire wanted it, the Empire would get it. There was no use resisting, really. And there were so few reasons why a civilization should want to.

He wished that more of them would see things the way that he did. He wished that more of them would surrender peacefully, to allow the Empire to take stewardship of their planets and resources, to guide them into galactic civilization proper under the proud Irken banner. Surely they would rather see the Empire’s flags flown in their newly elevated cities than. . . this.

There was a sharp crunching noise from beneath his boot, startling him from his contemplation of the ruined landscape. He looked down, frowning, as he lifted his heel. A small, broken bone lay in the imprint of his boot. The remains of a hand, perhaps? A femur? Gone now. It crumbled to dust, drifting away in the faint breeze that stirred the clouds of ash around him.

He turned down the sensitivity of the environmental microphone in his suit. Better to be. . . less aware of what exactly he was walking through. There was nothing here to listen to, regardless.

A distant glint of red in the midst of swirling gray caught his eye and he picked up his pace, jogging towards it. Red, the traditional livery of the Irken army. One of theirs, perhaps. Or perhaps nothing, as well, obscured as it was by the thick layer of ash. Impossible to know for sure unless he got a closer look.

There was a horrible twist of dread in his gut, brought on by the knowledge of the destructive power of the Sweeper. How could he doubt it, with the evidence all around him? How could he doubt it, when his own claws had been a part of its creation?

He panted in the stale air of his suit as he ran, breath fogging the plass of his helmet, barely noticeable in the already oppressive atmospheric haze. The object took shape as he approached it, the familiar curves of the army’s standard Stinger ship rising up beneath the blanket of ash, edges made indistinct and soft by the obscuring layer. He brushed it out of the way, coron beating painfully as more of the red emerged from the ash, until at last he revealed an familiar emblem, emblazoned on the side. It confirmed what he had already suspected -- It was one of theirs.

Left behind. Scorched.

He cursed softly. Another Unrecovered. He would catch hell for it, he was sure, but he couldn’t just leave them behind.

He swiped at the windshield with his arm, the ash falling in heavy clumps at his feet. He peered into the vehicle, squinting against the lowlight and the ash, activating his optical enhancements with a thought to increase their light sensitivity and reveal the scene within. The interior was melted and warped, stalactites of black dripping down like fangs from the ceiling, the metal skeletons of the control panels jutting out from beneath the cooling dash. And, crumbled on the floor, pressed firmly up against the back wall of the ship, marred with deep gouges of desperation, a sickeningly irken form, still smoking. He felt his gastra lurch as his optics rested on the form, his echo helpfully supplying him with identifying information from his scan. <<Irken. Fighter Pilot, Military Caste. Designation: Garr. Status: Code Red. Immediate Medical Attention Required.>> Alive. Alive?After the Sweeper’s Firestorm? He slammed his fist against the release hatch, the cockpit springing open to admit him into the twisted remains of the ship. He turned up his environmental microphone again, switched on his comms and approached the form, moving slowly, cautiously.

What are you afraid of? He chastised himself. They were of the same caste. The same make, almost.

“Pilot Garr? Can you hear me?” He asked, stepping forward. There was no response. “I’m Chief Weapons Engineer, Kajj.” Another step, another silence. “I’m here to help.” Step. Silence.

Well. Garr was Code Red anyway. It’s not like he should be expecting any kind of a response. He kneeled, having crossed the short length of the ship’s interior and peered down at the form, frowning at the wisps of smoke that rose lazily from the pilot’s blackened uniform.

He was grateful once again that the filters on his suit isolated him from the smell of it. Unfortunately, they couldn’t protect him from his own memory. It was a smell he was familiar with, dark, and almost sweet. Burnt flesh. He found himself holding his breath, despite the fact that the scent of it was only in his head, his memory.

He reached for the pilot’s shoulder, gently turning them towards him. His gastra lurched at the sight of bone peeking through the chitin, the silver flash of the pilot’s bioware visible through the cracks in the scorched flesh. Dull orange eyes stared up at him, optical lights flickering within. Bioware still active, despite the grievous injury.

But. . . too far gone to save. No amount of healing boosters would spur their bioware on to heal this damage, not when he could see the arcing flickering in their optics. Hopefully their echo was still active. So he could at least recover them. He could at least take them home.

Garr opened their mouth, a deep, gurgling sound emerging from their throat, orange optics staring accusingly into his own as the horrible noise resolved itself into words, thick, globular ichor flowing from out of their mouth.

“You left me.” Gar accused him, and Kajj felt his coron stutter at the words. That. Wasn’t how this was supposed to go. That wasn’t what he said. No, he had. . . He had begged for Kajj to finish him. He hadn’t --

“This is your fault.” He choked, skeletal claws reaching out to grasp the front of his uniform. “You made this. You caused this.”

No. No! This wasn’t right, this wasn’t how this happened! He drew his blaster, jerking it out of its holster, pressing the barrel up against Garr’s throat.

Those eyes, burning into him, accusing, choking him -- He could feel the ichor bubble up in his own throat and panicked, falling backwards as he choked on the blood, the interior of the ship began to liquify around him, black, molten plastic splattering down onto his suit, burning through the polycarbon weave --

Letting the smell in. That horribly, cloying smell --

“Monster.”

Kajj dropped his blaster, needing both his hands, pawing at his suit in desperation as he tried to wipe the black plastic off of him, but it was hardening around him, a prison, leaching into his skin, staining him, burning. . .!

WHACK.

A sudden smack to the side of his head and Kajj found himself startling awake, panicked and gasping for air as he looked wildly about himself, the ration bar slipping to the floor with a quiet thump as he struggled to get his bearings.

Big, familiar red eyes stared disapprovingly up at him as the owner of said eyes tapped another ration bar against her black smithing gloves palm in a threatening manner. Assistant Keir. It was only Keir. Her head cocked to the side, long antenna flicking backwards derisively as she looked him up at down, frowning as her eyes caught on the black grease smeared across his face. Three foot eight and still so very young, yet she always held herself with all the attitude and authority of an elder four times her size. Kajj always appreciated that about her, honestly. She never let his rank intimidate her.

“Big idiot. You fell asleep at your bench again.” She scoffed, shoving the ration bar deep into the pockets of her overalls. “ You were scheduled to go on break nearly fourteen hours ago, you know.” Kajj chuckled quietly as he slowly ran a hand down his face, overworked coron finally settling down to a more reasonable pulse as his mind synched back up with reality. He gave her a wry, crooked smile. “I know, Assistant. But the work orders continue to flow in, so --” “So then your underlings will be busy for a little while, yeah?” Keir asked, gaze shifting down to stare significantly at the ration bar still laying on the floor beside him before flicking up to meet his eyes again. The ration bar wasn’t just a weapon, after all. It was a threat of more action if he failed to comply with performing some basic self-care. Kajj’s high level enhancements might keep him running smoothly for days on end without break or nutritional input, but that didn’t mean it was particularly good for him to do so. A point that she liked to bring up with him when she caught him on a work binge again. Repeatedly. At length. She looked down at the bar again and then back up at him, widening her eyes a bit in an unspoken threat.

Kajj sighed, taking the hint, and bent over to pick up the bar, carefully peeling back its wrapping. “But the work goes faster when I do it myself. And I know that the work is up to my standards that way, too.” He replied, finishing his sentence before taking a small, prim bite of the ration bar. She raised a brow at him. He took another bite and she smiled, nodding to herself as she began picking up the tools on his work bench, deftly slotting everything back into place. The ration bars were never the most flavorful food, but they were calorie-dense, meaning they should refill his depleted energy reserves quickly and with as little fuss as possible. It would be a lie to say that Kajj preferred the things, but they were certainly handy in a pinch. And eating them meant that he didn’t have to leave the weapons development lab in order to fetch his daily rations.

Honestly, one of the worst parts about getting older was having to eat so much more often. It interrupted the flow of his duties, and the hunger was annoying besides. A dull ache that felt a little too close to yearning, a feeling that brought the darker emotions he did his best to keep hidden bubbling up to the surface. It was only prudent to keep a few of the bars stashed around his lab, then, to stave off the inevitable onslaught of emotions that flooded him when he thought too long about some blueprint or another that he had spread across his workbench. The dread in the pit of his stomach that whispered to him that he had messed up somewhere along the path of his life. That he had done himself and the universe a disservice by fighting his way up the ranks, honing his skills to a fine razor’s edge until his creations were indispensable, standard issue, fitting neatly into thousands and thousands of familiar and unfamiliar hands, friend and foe alike, their beautiful efficiency and sleek design painting the stars red in thick, dripping swaths --

Keir’s fingers appeared suddenly before his eyes, snapping sharply for his attention. She had been saying something to him, it would seem. Something important, judging by the sour look on her face. He blinked, doing his best to pull his mind back to the present again, focusing on the soft whirr of the machinery’s cooling fans, the slightly metal scent that hung heavy in the air of his lab, the feeling of the soft fabric of his uniform and the armored bodysuit beneath, the bright orange of the bandana he had gifted Keir not long after her assignment to him. He had to be present. In control. This was his workshop, after all. His domain.

He gave her an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry, Assistant. You were saying?” She tilted her head at him, brow furrowed. “You really need to take that break soon, Elder Kajj. Were you listening to anything I was saying?”

He grimaced, answer enough for the both of them, and Keir groaned.

“Right.” She said, pulling her tablet out of its holster, tapping rapidly through the menus with a focused expression. “I’m clearing your schedule for the day. And I’m making you a reservation for dinner -- actual dinner, do you hear me? -- on that nice pleasure cruiser ship you’ve been wanting to visit for a while.”

“The Applebapple?” He asked, perking up a bit at that. Honestly, he had been trying for nearly a quarter to get a reservation there. “Tonight?”

She waved a morphic rotary tool at him condescendingly before crossing the lab to slot it into its proper place on the tool rack. “Yes, the Applebapple. Yes, tonight. It’s your hatching day, in case you forgot, and I’ve been planning this for ages now, not that it seems I should have bothered. I expected to find you goofing off in that gunnership of yours, not snoozing on your bench long past your allotted shift hours.”

She shot him an accusatory glance and Kajj wilted slightly, cramming more of the ration bar into his mouth. Her expression softened into something like pity and Kajj avoided her eyes, face burning as he chewed his way through the densely compressed bar. “You. . . really did forget, huh?” She sighed, shaking her head as she walked back towards him. She pulled lightly on his tunic, urging him to his feet. He looked like a wreck, frankly. Some Taller he was -- uniform creased from how he had slept in it, grease smeared across his face, the somewhat sunken look to his face, proof positive of going far too long between ration bars far too often for someone of his size and activity level. She looked him up and down. “Tsk. Come on. You can’t go out looking like that, no matter how old you are. Let’s get you cleaned up and into some formal wear, alright?”

Kajj swallowed the last of the ration bar as he got to his feet. It was time to put on the title again, then, he thought to himself, sighing a little. Time to be the Elder he was meant to be. When he was just alone here in the lab or with Assistant Keir running underfoot he could be himself, but as soon as he stepped foot out into the hallway. . .

He paused by the doorway, preparing himself. Stand tall, shoulders back. Chin up, gaze uncaring, straight ahead. Hands clasped idly behind his back. Calm expression. Calm mind. The world beneath him. Everyone beneath him. He nodded and walked forward, striding down the halls with wide, even steps, boot heels clacking crisply against the metal floors of the halls. The hallways were bustling, nearly overflowing with engineers, assistants, drones, and soldiers, all scurrying from place to place. . . but you wouldn’t have known it from the way Kajj walked, straight and unyielding, never hesitating or pausing for anyone. And yet, the crowds parted easily around him and stayed parted, leaving Keir plenty of room to walk in his wake. Back and to the left. Head down, as was proper. Kajj paid the Smallers no mind as they practically threw themselves out of his path, keeping his mind focused only on his destination.

Get to his chambers. Shower and change. And then -- a small break. Relief from the endless grind of work and petty politics. He would have smiled, but that would have broken the mask, so he kept it to himself. He would be free of this place soon enough, if only for a little while.

His hatching day. How had he forgotten? He would be turning 275 today, an accomplishment by most anybody’s measure. There wouldn’t be much fanfare, except for that which he himself made -- Or Assistant Keir, it would seem -- despite it solidifying his place as the fifth oldest in the Empire, third oldest in active duty still. There was always a bit of despair that came with that knowledge. . . the last of his cohort. Nearly the last of his kind in general.

Relic. Unneeded. Behind the times.

#my art #my writing #my ocs #kajj #keir #delete this later #squid answers

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lexpressobean · 3 years

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I've been thinking about these 3 alot...

... and how much they seem to really respect Shino. I know it's a filler, but, like... Why does it seem like Shino has a knack for finding children who have wondered off away from school? Like, he's just taking a walk, making his way around the village or surrounding forest, and then there they are. Kids playing hooky or some shit. And Shino just takes it upon himself to approach them and steer them back to where they should be, while getting them attached to him somehow in the process??

But honestly. If this was just one of many times this had happened, I'd say Shino does this not out of his knack for teaching or having a way with kids. Rather, he developed a way with kids and easily applies that to his teaching because he has a strong desire to simply protect children. And it's not even from some paternal instinct as much as survival, because I think it stems from the developing trauma of losing Torune to Danzo. And I don't think it's all subconscious either.

Like I know the novel and anime frames his desicion to teach as a sort of a new goal in life as the war has ended for a couple years already and a noticable Peace has been achieved by the Blank Period and well... He's an Aburame.

Like, the Aburame are literal living, breathing, walking bioweapons. With no fight to utilize that, what else is there? Well, much like the Nara have the Nara forest and Pharmacology specifically, The Aburame most likely have a historical stake in the area of Konoha, perhaps it was simply in their Ancestral Home. Idk, but they're here to stay, they ain't budging. They're Clan Culture is very Martial and I'd argue Spartan in nature, but otherwise, they do other things too. I think they'd do well as major players in the conservation and research of native species of animals and plants, but definitely insects too. I bet they play a huge part in the general area's ecosystem, especially due to the fact that the Kamizuru clan attacked with a whole clan's worth of non-native Hymenoptera that could very well have become and still are an irritatingly and consistent problem as invasive species tend to be. And as a far as goods go, why not put some of them to use and handle an apiary? Honey is a great good to sell. All of this is great as a clan that no longer needs to fight. But, what about individual members in general, and so Shino?

Well Shino is the Heir of this clan. This Noble Clan. This "ready to throw hands at any moment" clan. It's future is in his hands, so to speak. So I doubt Shino would completely sever his connection to Shinobi life all together. And so, teaching at the Academy would be a great way to keep that connection. Teachers have to know their stuff, after all.

But what if in order to ensure teaching was his calling, Shino did his absolute best to make Jounin ASAP so he could take on a Genin Team. And. And by chance, it ended up being these three?? And they are absolutely STOKED!!! And they also pass Shino's genin test, which... would probably be a feat in it's own right. But they already know Shino, and Shino has bestowed upon them some wisdom they actually took to heart! Yeah, well, in reality they might be just a tad too old to be Shino's first official genin squad, but they were still his squad one point in a sense, right?

Kon Nohara, Tano Ikemoto, and Aoki Kobayashi

I even gave them names help Imagine these three are already chuunin at least and decide they want to pay Shino a visit and even volunteer to help Shino during class time on a collective day off because they admire him so much (T~T)

But even then if not these three kiddos, maybe these three li'l shits lol

Even in times of Peace, Shino's special set of skills seem too useful to waste, and being a Jounin teacher would definitely have been a way he could still go on missions, but also definitely commit to becoming a Sensei at the academy once he was 100% sure and got older. Kurenai became a Jounin/Genin Squad Leader in her late twenties, but in comparison I see Shino doing that more mid-20s. (He needs some time to travel and find his big bug friend and generally live a little?)

Kurenai was a Genjutsu Specialist who manned a Tracker/Sensing based team. This sounds like it was a highly beneficial combination, even if she ended up being somewhat sadistic lol. Asuma was bound to Team 10 by Tradition as InoShikaCho and Sarutobi have that Pact together. Kakashi's team was literally Cherry Picked for him specifically by the 3rd Hokage. And Gai, a Taijutsu Specialist, had a team that Specialized in Taijutsu and Physical Offense.

Of all four teams, Kurenai and Gai were very suited to their teams, Gai in a complimentary way and Kurenai in a Challenging way. In that same vein, I think Shino would imitate Gai. Shino as a Shinobi himself has a general set of skills, but the way he goes about them are very niche. But, he was always very stealthy, and could sneak up on nearly anyone. Gags aside, he could go unnoticed as long as he wanted too, and by the time he was noticed or was ready to attack, he has you quite literally surrounded. Honestly I can see why Search and Destroy would be an Aburame's forte, but when there's no need, a person with a personal skill of high quality stealth could probably man a team with an emphasis on Reconnaissance and/or Surveillance, even Bodyguarding. I feel like Shino would probably put an emphasis on Stealth and Tracking too, utilizing his insects as sort of assistants that keep tabs on his students (Stealth Test) as well as to encourage just enough fear during too much down time in his students to inspire quality training opportunities, so maybe Kurenai rubbed off on Shino more than they all realized haha

(Plus I'm sure his students would be be smart and thoughtful enough to eventually understand what Shino and his bugs are: a complete unit. They realize just how strong and dedicated Sensei really is to be the way he is, and they all learn more in depth about Kikaichu and it's like WOW SENSEI YOU REALLY ARE RISKING BEING EATEN ALIVE EVERY SINGLE DAY, AREN'T YOU? But he's still here, because THAT'S how strong he's become over the years and the confidence to manipulate the Kikaichu while having to think of current chakra level, the most efficient use at any given time, how many he actually needs, how long usage will last, ect. They are high maintenance, man!)

Shino would no doubt produce highly skilled Bodyguards and Masters of Stealth. Maybe the type that would end up being in high demand for the eventual Celebrities that start to pop up as times change, but still very much needed when it comes to Criminal Activity, like in Sora-Ku?

But as time passes and he decided to teach at the Academy, he'd feel very at ease to do so. He'd be happy to be put in charge of all these children, because he would be able to help teach them things they need to know to defend themselves and others in a world where adults like Danzo had and will continue to exist. Maybe while he's at it, he'd use his stance as a Noble Clan Heir and accomplished Shinobi to push for changes in government with Sai's help and with Naruto and Shikamaru's cooperation? Like, the truth does come out, everyone on the Council were actually horrible and had too much power. So HERE are some ideas and REASONS why these ideas should be implemented because Shino's not going to let his brother's life and death be in vain!? HELL no, we WILL make some changes around here. Shino sees his students and just wants a future where no kid ever has to live in fear of being completely taken advantage of by the very system that was supposed to keep them safe and they pledged allegiance to.

I cannot help but think of the quiet but absolute fear little Shino was harboring for the years to come after Torune was taken by that strange man and Father Shibi didn't even attempt to stop him. His own father didn't dare beat the shit out of this strange man who came looking for him, and the only solution for Shino to stay was for Torune to make himself look more desirable as an asset and be taken instead. I bet there was a lot of misplaced resentment there for a while, and talks that just didn't happen. Maybe a classmate doesn't show up to class one day and Shino is IMMEDIATELY stressed out and just... takes it upon himself to look for them after class. And he's relieved when he see they're simply at home with a fever. Shit like that just fucks with Shino, because theres people taking kids and no one is doing anything about it?? And then as Shino grew older he realized exactly what happened and how slimy the machine of Konoha really is and it was never completely Shibi's fault that Torune had to leave. He grows mentally at a faster rate than most of his classmates, and knows more than a kid really needs to know.

Shino doesn't want that for any other child. Shino is the kind of person who hears kids screaming outside of his house and he can't tell if they're playing or being murdered and it's stressful to the point he'll check through his window and he sees them for himself. He get stressed out seeing a kid in public unattended and WANTS to approach them to help if need be but also maybe he's overthinking it and the parents are there somewhere and he'd just end up looking suspicious. Like, that's what I kind of figure for Shino. He's so hyperaware of the power dynamic between kids and adults and seeing a kid so ready to fall victim to that makes Shino feel ill the more he thinks of what could happen. And he wonders if watching the kid in the market until they finally reunite with their parent so he could move on with the rest of his day causes him even a fraction of the the utterly disgusting flurry of nerves and fear that Shibi must have felt all those years ago. It goes along with his desire to spare every single little insect's life he can. It goes a long with the fact he only gets violent unless absolutely necessary. Like he wants to be strong but he doesn't want to go mad with power either, less he becomes the very thing that hurt him and his family in the first place.

Originally Shino wanted to become strong to be able to defend himself because at a very young age adults failed him and Torune. But then that changes to defend not only himself, but others as he grows on a team, and realizes trust is important. And then he figured if there must be adults out there that would hurt a child, it's only logical that he should become one that would only nurture and teach one to be strong as well.

Anyway, yeah. Had some feelings. Thanks for coming to my TED talk.

#anime: naruto #aburame shino #shino aburame #tis i #i wish we could've seen jounin-sensei Shino #imagine he's consistently given a team of -bad kids-#but by the next chuunin they're an absolute unit in sync #people think he's the -scare them straight- sensei #in reality he's the -im not mad im just dissapointed- sensei #its super effective lol #being such a positive figure in the open as an Aburame would definately make the clan look good too #because I have a suspicion that Aburame were very often taken into ANBU and ROOT and while good for Shinobi life #its not seen as the best for public relations #anyway don't mind me im just rambling

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Witch-Related Books to Grab off Amazon: Masterpost Part 1

First off, I'll be sectioning this into different parts based off of what type of witch you are/want to be/want more info on, or what practices you wanna add to your craft :)

Green Witch/Magick Herbalism (a classic):

The Green Witch by Arin Murphy-Hiscock - $9.69 (Hardcover): This book had incredible reviews on amazon, and a lot of the written reviews said that the book wasn't specific to a religion and didn't try to push a religion on you, which is so wonderful because not everyone wants to be religious with their craft.

Plant Witchery by Juliet Diaz - $25.19 (Hardcover) $18.99 (Paperback): Again, stunning reviews, just a less popular book. This book isn't about general stuff, but instead it's more focused on mother nature and the useage of plants (non-herbal as well, so your houseplants might be mentioned too), which is great if you wanna center your practice around Gaia and the healing energies of the earth.

Herb Magick: An Introduction to Magickal Herbalism and Spells by Patti Wigington - $14.99 (Paperback): here's a review from a verified person- it explained this book WAY better than I ever could:

The focus of this book is on the folkloric and magical uses of herbs, rather than medicinal applications. It provides a few traditional uses of herbs, but the overall theme is knowledge of the plants and their associations, and incorporating them in your spiritual workings. This is an Introductory to Magical Herbalism.

The author's spiritual practice is rooted in traditional American and European Folk Magic. She is a licensed Pagan Clergy and is the founder of Clan Of The Stone Circle, a Celtic Pagan Tradition. (Funny, anything Celtic has been pulling my attention feelers lately, no wonder why I loved this book.) Her spells are derived/based upon the traditional folk magic practices of Western Europe and the British Isles, and the author's own experiences. They are positive spells for magical intentions of healing, love, prosperity, and protection. Baneful or negative workings with herbs are NOT used in this book.

The aesthetic of this book has my little, beginner herbalist heart gushing! The blue, green, and yellow earthy tones and hues used were perfect for the topic of herbs! The cover is GORGEOUS! It's so pretty and flowery, the illustrated pictures of the herbs were extremely helpful because I had never seen some of the plants before. This will make future identification much easier for me!

Cunningham's Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs by Scott Cunningham - $16.43 (Paperback): A couple reviews describe it as being in a cookbook format, and overall an amazing book, like most of Scott Cunningham's other works. Apparently the Amazon shipping was literal trash for a bunch of people and they essentially left the book loose inside the box to bang around and get all sorts of messed up :((

The Witch's Herbal Apothecary by Marysia Miernowska - $18.69 (Paperback): Described by reviewers as the PERFECT book for recipes and rituals, even one of Marysia's personal students spoke very highly of her, saying that she's the real deal. Other reviews state the book as being very beginner friendly, and beautifully written and illustrated :))

Blackthorn's Botanical Magic: The Green Witch's Guide to Essential Oils for Spellcraft, Ritual, and Healing by Amy Blackthorn - $15.79 (Paperback): again, phenomenal reviews, just a lesser-known book. Again, here's a review from someone who explained the book a bit better than I could:

This book is way more than I thought it would be. I thought it would be like a dictionary - you look up the essential oil and get the definition. It is that but it's also got a few introductory chapters about oils and products and rituals to give you a nice and concise overview of a lot of things you might need to know as a novice. I also like the way you can reference different oils in alpha order but also look up your purpose and find the oil you need.

From the looks of it, this book is specifically about Essential Oils. Is that still Green Witchery?? Lol I'm not sure, but i felt like it should go in this category.

Kitchen Witch (another classic):

Blackthorn's Botanical Brews by Amy Blackthorn - $14.49 (Hardcover): this is mainly a book of recipes for drinks and cocktails and stuff. There was one review complaining about how it didn't have correspondences, meanwhile the book is literally described as being a recipe book? It's an AMAZING book if you enjoy/want to start making homemade elixirs and cocktails :))

The Natural Witch's Cookbook: 100 Magickal, Healing Recipes, and Herbal Remedies to Nourish Body, Mind, and Spirit by Lisanna Wallace - $20.69 (hardcover): This is again just a book of recipes, and the reviews are really good. Here's one of them:

I wanted to write the review as soon as I got the book. I was not expecting this book to be so fantastic. The recipes are very nutritious and the names are very inventive, but I could see that before I tried the recipes. I held off on writing the review until I tasted a few of the recipes. Even my kids were very happy with the flavors of these recipes. They are mostly easy to make and they are very delicious. Be aware though that the food can only be as great as the quality of the ingredients that you get. These are not recipes that call for complicated or fancy ingredients, or even a lot of ingredients. As a result, you have to use the best that you can find/afford to get the best results you can. I did not use expensive ingredients, but everything I used was very fresh and it does make a difference on the outcome. Overall, the book have some great recipes, easy to follow and the end result does look like the ones on the picture.

The Book of Kitchen Witchery by Cerridwen Greenleaf - $12.89 (Paperback):

I am so pleased with this book. It’s so magical and warm. Sometimes the new age genre can be a little too technical or focus too much on religion or putting down particular religions... this was not like that. There are so many lovely tips and easy spells and recipes that are kept fairly light so you can make them your own. The book just makes me happy, it has an energy to it that goes right along with it’s artsy illustrations and at-a-glance format. This will be a great reference. Very grateful to everyone who made this book possible.

A former editor said that there were a few editing mistakes, but nothing too crazy. If that's one of your pet peeves, just beware when buying this book lol (btw the editor still have a 4 star review because they said the book is still very good)

Potions, Elixirs & Brews by Anaïs Alexandre - $12.79 (Hardcover): I just had to include both of these amazing reviews, since both said what the other review did not.

This book is so gorgeous and everything I have been looking for in regards to potions. I love her writing style and the way the book looks. Highly informative and I can feel her good intentions behind the book. She is very intelligent. I respect her and I am inspired by her! I found her by chance looking up books for potions, she also has Instagram! Very grateful, amazing book thank you:-) so happy to be the first comment:p excited to see what else amazing things come from Anais!

And

I adore this book. The art and setup is simplistic and beautiful. There is a system that tells you exactly how difficult each potion will be to make, whether or not it’s alcoholic, and what is the ideal season to make it in. The instructions are clear, the preliminary information is well done, and there’s even a section for brewing large batches which I LOVE. The weight of the book is nice and it feels of good quality. The papers are glossy and, I haven’t yet, but I feel like it won’t be a disaster If you get some of your creation on it. The book is separated into types of potions depending on your intent. This is a perfect book for anyone new to making potions or is interested in a magickal recipe book!

The Witches Feast: A Kitchen Grimoire by Melissa Madara - $35 (Hardcover): This book actually isn't out yet, but it'll be released on October 26th of this year (2021). It looks promising, which is why I put it on the list, and for that much money, it better be good lol

Lunar/Moon/Astrology Witch:

The Complete Guide to Astrology by Louise Edington - $9.49 (Paperback) $22.99 (Hardcover): There's amazing reviews on this book, and one of them said that she's been researching astrology for 23 years!! Here's the review in it's entirety:

I've been a student of Astrology for the past 23 years now, and have read most of the books on this subject that are considered foundational. Many guides to astrology that I page through in a bookstore are fine, but covering information I already know. What I so appreciated about Edington's new book is that she brings a new angle to even the basics of Astrology. Her book feels like a fresh update, more appropriate to our current time in terms of language and sensibility. There are no "evil" aspects or transits in Edington's view, no dark warnings of disaster; her evolutionary perspective encourages us to see the opportunity in even the most challenging times, what can be learned, what can be accomplished. As she says in her book, she doesn't look at the natal chart as something fixed, unchanging, rather a "blueprint rich in meaning and possibility."

I also admired Edington's extensive knowledge of the stories behind the names and symbology used in Astrology: sharing her interpretations of them, how they are useful, how they can be limiting. Concepts I thought I already understood have been unpacked in greater depth by the author, so that I see deeper layers.

This text is beautifully written, well-organized, offering a fresh update, as well as a deeper dive than many astrology texts. This book is an invaluable resource I'll be returning to, and consulting, with appreciation.

Moon Spells: How to Use the Phases of the Moon to Get What You Want by Diane Ahlquist - $11.35 (Paperback): This book is a bit older fashioned in the sense that it's VERY heteronormative, we're talking about love magick SPECIFICALLY for men and all about being a father, and a section of love magick SPECIFICALLY for women and being a mother. So if this gets on your nerves, then i wouldn't recommend this book. Other than that, the reviews are very good and they describe the book as being a must-have for lunar witches.

The Complete Book of Moon Spells by Michael Herkes - $13.49 (Paperback): Yes, this book was written by a man. If that's something that might make you not want to purchase, please look at this and also keep in mind that SO MANY of the most highly esteemed witches of the world ARE MEN. So if you wanna be closed off and refuse their help and their knowledge, go ahead sis, I'm not stopping you.

He's most definitely not just "some guy". Aside from that, this book has very good reviews. Some people called it "fluffy" and a bit less serious then they anticipated, but it's very good for beginner witches who are finally wanting to start doing spells. Here's a review.

In this book you explore ways to conjure the mysterious power of the moon to manifest your intentions to achieve abundance and balance in your life! Each chapter is devoted to one of the eight phases of the moon and includes various spells, tarot spreads, crystal grids and potions that reflect that phase of the moon!

This is an overall amazing book if you want to build a foundation of learning about the history of the moon, astrology, cycles & phases, ritual tools, crystals, herbs, and essential oils- as well as the moon spells and rituals.

This is one of my new favorite books! I feel so connected to the moon and this book is a great reference for learning the best rituals and spells to use for the different moon phases and energies surrounding them! It’s easy to follow and the lunar rituals, mystical spells and magical drinks are so vibrant, creative and helpful in my spiritual journey. I’d recommend this book to anyone that loves the moon like I do.

Moon Magic: A Handbooks of Lunar Cycles, Lore, and Mystical Energies by Aurora Kane - $19.99 (Hardcover, although there's only three left when I'm looking at it) $9.99 (Kindle):

One review said that the book much surpassed their expectations, and another review said this:

I absolutely adore this book.

If you're just a beginner and want to understand the different moon phases, this is the book to get.

The information inside was extremely helpful without being overly complicated.

Well worth the money spent.

Astrology: Using the Wisdom of the Stars in Your Everyday Life by DK - $14.59 (Hardcover):

I saw this in store and was immediately drawn to it's beautiful and shiny cover! But when I open it, the inside is just as beautiful! I love looking through the pages. I would say it is a very good basic astrology book, but I have another one that gives much more detail. I like this one for more of a quick reference kind of book. It's more of a bullet point style book, where it gives little tidbits instead of paragraphs going in depth. (Though some pages do have paragraphs) BUT, it covers just about everything including all the houses, moon signs, and ascending signs. It covers everything, but it just covers he tip of the iceberg. (In my opinion) I still absolutely recommend it!

Apparently this book is also available in Barnes and Noble, so if you have access to one, you might wanna look there for the book before purchasing off of Amazon :)

Misc Books (General):

The Spell Book for New Witches: Essential Spells to Change Your Life by Ambrosia Hawthorn - $10.19 (Paperback) $20.69 (Hardcover):

This book... It's a very good spell book, and is true in the spells it contains, but MY biggest problem with it is that it's V E R Y Wiccan, and seems almost preachy about the "Threefold Law" and what they like to call "karma". Choosing not to do dark magick is PERFECTLY FINE and being Wiccan is totally okay! But don't be like Christianity and rub it in people's faces, dude. The book talks about how you can ONLY practice "love and light". Other than that, this book is AMAZING and rated literally 5 stars with over 11K reviews. If you lean more Wiccan, by ALL means, buy this spellbook. It's the one for you.

Practical Magic for Beginners by Maggie Haseman - $13.49 (Paperback)

This book is fantastic for the witch who wants to learn more about her craft but doesn't know where to start. Each subject is broken down into easy to absorb bits of wisdom without being overwhelming. A great jumping off place to decide where to dive in deep next.

This book is very comprehensive, and is a great reference guide for beginner witches, or witches looking to add another book to their collection.

Candle Magic For Beginners by Mystic Dylan - $10.86 (Paperback) $21.99 (Spiral bound)

This book is a must have for anyone looking to deepen their connection with the magical element of fire, ritual, and spell work through candle magic! Dylan not only teaches you how to use candle magic for things such as protection, abundance, love, healing, and more, but takes you through the fascinating history of the power of fire & how to properly charge, cleanse, and consecrate your candles to begin manifesting your deepest desires!!! Overall, the book is beautifully written with gorgeous illustration and will hook you from the start!!!!!!!

This book is perfect for beginners to candle magick, or beginners to the craft in general. I personally LOVE candle magic because I've always been attracted to fire. I could void out and just stare at a flame for hours on end lol

Crystals for Beginners by Karen Frazier - $8.99 (Paperback) $20.95 (Spiral bound)

Absolutely love this book!! It’s so informative! I am a beginner and this book explains a lot. Everything a beginner would need to know about crystals is in this book. I am so pleased with it. Best purchase of the week! Definitely worth it. The author explains crystals, chakras and energy so enthusiastically and in a way that is easy to understand. At the end of the book, is a “resources” page with all the websites, books and apps that the Author recommends.

Again, very beginner friendly, but this time it's not spells, it's crystals and such. I've personally been wanting this book for AGES

The Crystal Bible Series by Judy Hall - $38.99 (Volume 1-3 shrink-wrapped set, paperback):

This is my first purchase of the three-part series by Judy Hall. Volume 1 covers over 200 crystals! I can already tell you I'll be purchasing volumes 2 and 3 (each of which cover 200+ MORE crystals/stones, not included in volume 1) I love how each crystal description includes photos to further help in identification. I also appreciate that rarity and sources were included. Information about the spiritual and physical impacts of crystals on the body is in there as well! This book is loaded with a lot of great information and is the perfect quick reference. It's also small and fits easily in my hand. I highly recommend it for beginners.

This is a review from just the first book, and it's from a verified hauler/buyer :)) these aren't exactly newbie friendly, and some people say they're a bit harder to understand.

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"Dating George Harrison would be like..." Headcannon

(a/n: I'M BACK IN ANOTHER STRESSFUL COLLEGE SEMESTER AND WRITING IS THE ONLY THING THAT WILL HELP ME COPE. I'VE BEEN SITTING ON THIS HEADCANNON IDEA FOR MONTHS BUT DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO FORMULATE IT. I don't even care how many notes it gets, I just wanna write cause I missed doing it😩; *WwABRIM* but anyone is welcome to read😌💜)

Warnings: NSFW mentions in one area BUT nothing bad per say.

Time Set: For this specific one I'll go with early/mid '70s👌🏾

If there's one thing you didn't expect....it would be the fact that on some random Saturday afternoon, you'd be napping on a large picnic blanket in your backyard with George laying next to you with his legs crossed, hands behind his head and an open composition book filled with lyrics covering his face🥺💞

(a/n: PLSSKSKSKSK THAT IS SO CUTE I'M OVA HERE ABOUT TO LITERALLY BAWL WHY DID I PLAY MYSELF LIKE THIS PLS SEND HELP I-)

SO...you two crossed paths TWICE. You're a renowned lens jockey a.k.a music photographer AND videographer and any band that is a BAND, or singer that is a SINGER...is shot or filmed by you😌🥃

You lended your expertise to capture George and The Boiz🐞™️ during the production of the Get Back (Let it Be) sessions AND Abbey Road sessions

He peeped the quality in your craft and enjoyed your "contagious creative aura" so he started hanging out with you 💫platonically💫

Y'all got very close and I'm pretty sure he name dropped you in every other sentence of a conversation he had with someone that had to do with cameras and what-not

The footage and shots you got from those sessions would go down in rock history as being one of your most notable works..................................

THAT IS UNTIL................

A manager by the name of Peter Grant-

(a/n: oh yeah; iykyk😏 Top 10 Best Anime Crossovers)

Requested and commissioned you to be the photographer and videographer for a cute little band🙂..............

Zeppelin......the band was Led Zeppelin👀

It was a great experience and George was glad that you were out there dominating the photography field-

But sometimes you'd bring up in a conversation with him how Robert Plant also admired your work and you'd do solo shoots for him at his cute little country home, and uhh......he was a little jealous😔

And sure, at first George was all like "Ooooh, I think he's growing romantically fond of you😘🍸" AS A JOKE....but after a while.....he didn't think it was a joke anymore😞

Homeboy realized he was literally involved in a game of fastball now, so he went ahead and did the UNTHINKABLE

Not really...but it caught you off guard

You two were out at an outdoor farmer's market near your place just looking around-

When he pulls you into a nearly empty cobblestone bookstore nearby and kisses you for what you believe is a good 15 minutes, or at least to you it felt like it although it only lasted a few good seconds....but you were so mesmerized it felt like forever<3

When you finally caught your bearing and reality set in you kinda just covered your mouth in surprise and looked at him while he cornered you waiting for you to say something-

It's like it took you ALL THIS TIME to FINALLY get starstruck,

"Did you mean to do that?", "Yes I did, and I probably should have done it a long time ago.", "I didn't know you felt this way, I wish you would've told me sooner"

The way you said those words was enough to make his heart stop

"Oh no, are you two seeing each other? If so I do apologize-" *you had to calm this boy's nerves where he was so worried, bless his heart*

"Me and Robert?! Absolutely not, I haven't talked to him since I did their last shoot and I always talk to Grant first. You have nothing to worry about,"

That reassurance allowed him to exhale peacefully and actually express how he really felt about you, and you were able to do the same allowing for you both to finally fess up about your love for one another!

THE WAY YOU AND GEORGE COEXIST IS AMAZING! Truly a beautiful pair🤍

You both are creatives and travel a lot so the time you spend together is just that much more important and special

You two LOVE going to various exibits, festivals, concerts, film viewings, small get-togethers, LARGE get-togethers, you name it! You absolutely love the arts.

You two also have your days where you enjoy being home-bodies, you enjoy the peace and solitude of personal space, one on one time, and even prayer and meditation.

George especially loves spending time at your house most of all because of how peaceful he finds it to be, he is OBSESSED with your backyard specifically because of this secluded bushy garden area you have.

He likes to set up camp there with a picnic blanket and have you keep his company while he writes, or sings, or plays guitar, or reads, or even vents to you. And he appreciates that you always listen and he always does the same.

He loves to hear about your experiences and outlooks about life, what motivates you, what inspired you to get to where you are, your doubts, setbacks, and triumps, differences and similarities in cultures. He likes to talk about it ALL.

When I tell you this man is 👏🏾DOWN👏🏾BAD when it comes to you and embracing the melanin😩

He came in your bedroom one evening while you were sitting criss-cross on your big ole bed, tending to your hair while Ruler of my Heart by Irma Thomas was in rotation.

He didn't know if it was the smell of the coconut in the hair grease, the cocoa butter you just moisturized with, or even the raw emotions and soul that was pouring out of your record player, but he DID know that he was gonna do some sinful things to you that evening🥃

YOU ALSO VERY MUCH APPRECIATE THAT HE KNOWS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THE TERMS "HARDER" AND "FASTER". VERY MUCH SO.

But I digress.....

Talk about excellent support system, you like to tease him sometimes by humming some of his old tunes, you sang 'Do you want to know a Secret' while dancing around your living room and he randomly joined in and that dumb starstruck syndrome thingy hit again...your knees almost gave out....he ended up turning the joke on you instead😖

Number one hype person regardless, you sang Crackerbox Palace with a group of randos once when it came on at a kickback you both were invited to, where you tipsy? Yes. But was it an out of body experience? Absolutely.

You know your feelings for someone is severe when your heart does a lil flip whenever their name is mentioned.

That's an effect that you both have on each other, whether you are in the same room or hundreds of miles apart.

What you two got going on? That's real love if anyone's ever seen it💞

#Yup...dis da one #headcanon #my writing #george harrison #the beatles #the beatles fanfiction #classic rock fanfiction #classic rock fanfic #the british invasion

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Team HRRT: Hey look, it's the main plot!

(Click for better quality.)

I've always wanted to give Ozpin (the person, not the Ozcarnation) an actual backstory, and this seemed like an excellent set of OCs to insert it onto.

Fraxinus based on: Dream SMP - Philza

Atalanta based on: Dream SMP - Technoblade

Explanations below the cut!

Before we get into story things, a couple facts about each of them.

Fraxinus (Frax Soot)

Her crow wings are functional and allow her to glide, but she is only able to fly with the aid of her Semblance, Ashfall, which enables her to take the form of smoke particles for a limited time (sort of like Petal Burst.)

Fraxinus is the scientific name for the genus of ash plants, but in modern day, she goes by Frax Soot, Soot referring to her Semblance.

She fights with a staff/lance called The Borer, in reference to Emerald Ash Borers.

Atalanta

Atalanta is named after the Greek heroine that drew first blood on the Boar of Calydon.

Her passive Semblance, Bloodblade, made her unbeatable in her early days of arena combat. Any blood-drawing blow dealt to her will appear on her opponent.

Part of her prowess as a warrior is attributed to her unfamiliar gait as a Faunus with bowed legs, which are generally more powerful and well-balanced than those of her human opponents.

As previously mentioned in Trixie and Roo's posts, Frax and Atalanta are travelling warriors that have made a name for themselves across Anima as living legends. However, only a trusted few know their true origins as servants of King Ozymandias. Important context: an accepted part of RWBY fanon (which I will embrace here) is that the Last King of Vale that won the Great War was a) the Ozcarnation before Ozpin and b) named, for my purposes, Ozymandias.

Fraxinus and Atalanta were legendary slave gladiators in their youth about a decade before the outbreak of the Great War. They were chosen for their exceptional skill by the previous king to train young Ozymandias, and became his close friends and confidantes. When Ozma entered his mind, he knew such a chance to further Ozma's goal as a person in a position of supreme power could not be passed up, and entrusted Frax and Atalanta with knowledge of his mission, forming their secret syndicate in the fight against Salem.

Shortly after the Great War, Oz recognized the need to build on his momentum in his next life. He granted some of his magic to Frax and Atalanta to extend their lives and delay old age, so that they may train and guide his next incarnation as they did him. (As a side effect, Ozma began passing onto hosts at a much younger age, with both Ozpin and Oscar at fourteen.) When Ozma finally passed, Frax and Atalanta did as they swore, finding and informing a young Ozpin of his task.

But Ozpin was not alone. At the age of fourteen, Ozpin was the only one around to provide for his ailing mother and his six-year-old sister, Wilhelmine. When Frax and Atalanta arrived, they took both children under their (literal) wing. To Ozpin, this was a blessing that gave his life a larger purpose, and he eagerly pursued his mission under Frax's tutelage in using The Long Memory. But Wilhelmine only saw heralds of woe that took her away from her mother and her brother away from her. She grew into a cunning and brutal warrior under Atalanta's watch, who feared the anger and resentment brewing within her. In reaction to Ozymandias's growing power over Ozpin, Wilhelmine developed a Semblance that allowed her to siphon others' Aura into empty vessels, which she attempted to use on Ozpin to rid him of Ozma's influence. It was ineffective, but caused a fight to break out between her and Atalanta that gave her the scars over her left eye, and caused Wilhelmine to run away.

Once Ozpin became headmaster of Beacon, he got the idea to turn Qrow and Raven into spies from Frax's Faunus trait and began building a syndicate of his own. He sent Frax and Atalanta off to become rangers in Anima that kept the peace where possible and ended wars between tribes where not. He also hoped that they would find Wilhelmine in their travels, but they had no such luck. During a period of peace, Frax and Atalanta settled for a time in Keikoku, a peaceful village hidden in a valley in Northern Anima. There, they adopted and raised Lumine, an orphaned dove Faunus they wished not to fail as they did Wilhelmine. However, Lumine was quite averse to combat, instead raising her own young family and becoming the peaceful leader of Keikoku. While Atalanta continued questing across Anima, Frax had the fleeting dream of raising a family of her own and bore Roo, who grew up alongside her technical niece, Trixie. Here's a small family tree including ages and Faunus traits:

However, the peace was not to last. Atalanta caught wind of a rumor of a masked rider known only as the Headhunter, who was said to have a vendetta against Frax and Atalanta. They assumed the Headhunter was a servant of Salem, and fearing for the safety of their loved ones in Keikoku, became much more scarce and secretive, leaving Roo in Lumine's care. After they failed to come to Keikoku's aid during a devastating Grimm attack and were forced to flee to Kuchinashi, Roo and Trixie in particular grew resentful of Frax and Atalanta, dreaming of one day attending Haven and becoming real Huntresses capable of fending for themselves.

As for the Headhunter, she had plans for them of her own. I'm sure you can guess who she once had been under the mask...

Headhunter based on: Dream SMP - Dream

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#rwby #rwby oc #dream smp #dreamwastaken #professor ozpin #team hrrt #atalanta hrrt #frax soot #roo soot #trixie soot #my oc #my art #my stuff #boy that was a doozy

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One Love || part III

➵ SF9: Youngbin x fem. reader / series, werewolf AU / fluff

➵ warnings: slight cursing, mentions of alcohol, sexual suggestiveness

➵ word count: 5.1k

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On Tuesday evening, you left work with only a few minutes to spare until your appointment with Youngbin, so you had to hurry to make it on time. This time, the front entrance was illuminated when you arrived and you saw Youngbin shuffling through some papers, broad back turned to you. You quickly parked your car, got out of it and made your way towards the office. It was icily cold this night and you sighed contently when you opened the entrance door and were greeted by a welcoming gush of warm air. Youngbin whirled around upon hearing you enter, immediately beginning to smile, which you softly returned.

"Hi, Youngbin - sorry I'm late.", you greeted him, rubbing your frozen hands together - your gloves hadn't been in any of the last unpacked boxes and you hadn't come around to purchase new ones yet.

Youngbin looked at the clock and then back at you. "It's 7pm sharp.", he said and raised one eyebrow, "So you're actually perfectly punctual."

"Oh. I thought... Well, I've probably made good time driving here, then." You grinned and handed him your car keys, "Sooo, should I just leave and come back later or...?"

"You can wait in here, if you want to - but you can also come with me and learn a few things about your car, if you’d like." At the prospect of spending time with you, Youngbin’s heart began to pound fast against his ribcage and he quickly tried to hide his shaking hands by crossing his arms in front of his chest, unintentionally displaying his well-toned muscles in the process.

Your gaze quickly fluttered from his face to his arms and back again. "I- uh, sure, learning new stuff is always a good idea.", you murmured and blushed, clearing your throat in an attempt at trying not to seem too affected by Youngbin’s body proportions. He in turn tried his best to hide the smirk creeping on his face and gestured towards the door, following you out of the front office and to your car.

"So, this is it.", you said, pointing at the black VW golf.

"It?", Youngbin sounded almost offended, "This is an old lady, not an it!" You laughed, "Oh no, I'm sorry. I haven't had time to come up with a name yet. I will give it one very soon, I promise!"

Youngbin seemed pleased by that. "Good."

You smiled and slid into the passenger's seat while he took the place behind the steering wheel.

"I'm sure Jaeyoon could help you come up with a name. He names almost everything - especially his plants and Rowoon’s endless cooking utensils.", Youngbin told you while starting the motor and driving the old lady into one of the open garages.

"He does? Oh, that’s kinda adorable though! I think I met him just yesterday - handsome with dimples and quite cheeky, right?", you asked without thinking, blushing at Youngbin’s almost scandalized expression. "Cheeky and dimples, yes. But handsome?", he countered, getting out of the car and lifted it up with the help of a hydraulic ramp.

"Well, he is - just not as handsome as you, I guess.", you replied teasingly, basking in his surprised yet pleased expression.

If only you knew how much you had just managed to surprise him with your flirty statement… He actually didn't know how to reply, so he just smirked at you and, after putting on some work gloves, finally had a look at your car.

"Mhm yes, Hwi was right - the steering mechanism isn’t fully working thanks to a rusty wire. But it's nothing major, so no need to worry.", he explained, "See that?"

You quickly joined him under the car, ducking your head out of reflex - even though that wasn't really necessary as even Youngbin could stand at his normal height.

"I just see... wires and stuff.", you confessed, scratching your head and squinted to try and see what he was seeing. Youngbin laughed at your expression. "Well, I guess that's what it looks like for an untrained eye. But see here, there's a loose and rusty wire, right?" You took another step towards the handsome man to get a better look at the underside of your car and his breath caught when he noticed your sudden proximity. "Ahhh yes. Even without glasses I can see that wire!", you finally exclaimed proudly, grinning up at Youngbin. When you realized how close you stood as well, your eyes got even bigger and you hastily took a step back.

"Even without glasses, I'm impressed. Maybe I should hire you as our new helping hand, what do you think?", Youngbin said, trying to lighten the tense atmosphere. You laughed. "I could never do that to Inseong, I'm sure he would be heartbroken if I’d just leave him like that."

Youngbin nodded thoughtfully. "Fair enough."

You took another step back, emerging from underneath the car again. "I think I'll better let you work in peace now.", you said, looking around the garage, "Or can I do anything to help?"

"Not really, but thanks. You can go to the office if you want to - it's a lot warmer inside.", Youngbin suggested, making you pout. "And here I was thinking you liked my company.", you sighed deeply. Youngbin seemed to miss the irony in your voice, as he quickly emerged from under the car as well, looking a bit taken-aback. "Of course I like your company! I just don't want you to get bored or cold." You giggled at his apologetic expression. "I was just joking. But good to hear you like my company." With that, you winked at him and he rolled his eyes, a smile tugging at his lips. "And I thought our chaos line was cheeky...", he muttered, disappearing under the car again.

"I heard that!", you said.

"Good." But his voice was laced with humor and you found yourself smiling again - something you seemed to be doing 24/7 in Youngbin’s presence. If you were being honest... you liked him, even though you had only met him twice so far. But his steady, courteous manner, laced with that quiet, slightly sarcastic and teasing humor was just so attractive in your eyes! It also helped that he was more than easy on the eyes of course - you really wanted to touch his jet black hair, just to find out if it truly felt as soft as it looked. It probably smelled amazing too.

"Okay, keep it easy.", you reminded yourself quietly, but Youngbin seemed to be blessed with perfect hearing: "Keep what easy?"

Your eyes widened and you were scrambling for an explanation. "Uhhh nothing. I was just talking to myself."

"You're rather talking to yourself even though I'm here too?"

There it was again, that humor you already liked so well. "I just don't want to interrupt your quality time with my old lady here.", you replied, crossing your arms in front of the chest and smiling slightly. Youngbin chuckled. "I can divide my attention and time between the two of you." At this, you gasped theatrically. "So you're cheating on me with her? Or on her with me?"

This time, he really laughed. "Friends share, don't they?"

"Pff, not my boyfriend though."

"Ohh, so I'm your boyfriend now?"

Your cheeks were flaming red by now, you were sure of it. "No, you're the old lady one's."

"Oh, really? And here I was, thinking we two could have a future together.", Youngbin continued to tease, making you chuckle.

"Well, who knows how long the old lady's still alive, right?", you say, tone of voice cheeky.

"Oh NO!" Youngbin suddenly shouted, running out from underneath said lady, looking quite shocked. "What, what is going on?!", you asked in a panicked voice, quickly looking towards your car, pretty much expecting it to go up in flames or explode any second now.

"I think that's it... the old lady... she is gone. I can't do anything for her anymore. We should just bury her and continue to live our lives like she surely would have wanted us to - together." He looked, expression serious and grave, only the tiniest glint of mischief in his eyes betrayed his acting.

"Youngbin!" You shoved him playfully, giggling, "You really scared me!"

He laughed as well and shrugged, winking at you. "Sorry, I couldn't help it. But what do you think... Would you like to get dinner with me sometime? I promise, I won't tell the old lady." He held his breath, almost fearfully awaiting your response. A soft smile lit up your face and you immediately nodded in agreement. "I would like that, yes. But only if the old lady approves." Youngbin grinned, turning around to your car. "You're okay with that, right? I mean, I just fixed you, so you kind of owe me something..." He fell silent, pretending to listen to something. When he looked at you again, he nodded. "She's okay with it."

You giggled again - an absolutely endearing sound in Youngbin’s opinion - and nodded too. "Great. So... how about this Saturday?"

He smiled. "I'll pick you up at around 7pm?"

"Well, that just seems to be our time."

He laughed again and nodded. "Apparently. Your old lady is finished, by the way - she's as good as new. Or as new as an old car like her can be." At this, you looked surprised. "Oh wow, that was fast!"

"What can I say? I am very fast.", Youngbin said proudly and you grinned.

"Well, I certainly hope not in every aspect." You wiggled both eyebrows at him and he let out a snort, not having expected your innuendo. "I haven't had any complaints yet.", he replied cheekily and you raised an eyebrow. "That doesn't really have to mean anything."

"Fair enough. I guess you'll just have to find out for yourself, if you want to know the truth."

Your eyes glinted mischievously. "Maybe I will."

Youngbin gulped, trying to ignore the shiver that ran down his spine. Here he was, flirting like crazy with his mate and he was enjoying every second of it. And now he actually had a date with you - only a few days away.

He could hardly wait.

You were invited for dinner at the pack's house for Thursday evening that week - and everyone was highly anticipating to finally meet you. So far, Inseong, Youngbin, Hwiyoung, Rowoon and Jaeyoon had gotten to meet you, and the rest felt slightly left out. Youngbin still hadn't told anyone that you were his mate - it just never seemed to be the right time, and he wanted his pack to meet you without any bias for the first time. He also wanted to see how your date on Saturday would go.

… All in all, he always found different excuses not to tell his brothers. Inseong was also always gushing about you, telling the others what a great mind you possessed and how your many ideas had already improved his own work greatly. Youngbin would never admit it, but this made him incredibly jealous - that the other man could see you, his mate, every day at work. He knew he was being stupid and unreasonable, but he just couldn't help it.

"You do realize that she might not like Korean food at all, right?", Dawon said to Rowoon on Thursday evening, about an hour before you were supposed to arrive, observing the slightly younger man handling several different pans at the same time and looking a bit stressed out. "You do know that a frying pan is an amazing weapon against annoying brothers, right?", Rowoon replied, not even bothering to look at the other man. Dawon pouted. "Hey, I was just trying to help!"

"With what? Unnecessary commentary? I'm sure Y/N will like the food - and now it's too late to make something else anyway. So be quiet and leave me alone." With that, he simply ignored Dawon, even though the slightly older man continued to whine.

"Dawon - out, now.", Inseong immediately ordered the younger man when he entered the kitchen.

"Why?! I didn't do anything!" Dawon pouted even more and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Inseong just sighed in exasperation. "I know exactly what you did, so don't argue and just go. You and your brothers can set the dinner table."

Mumbling something unintelligible, Dawon finally left the kitchen. "Thanks.", Rowoon said, shooting Inseong a quick look and smile. "No problem - I'm the one who has to thank you for cooking. If I would have had to cook tonight, I probably would have poisoned everyone on accident or something like that." The taller man just snorted while continuing to stir the noodles. "Still, can I help you with anything?", Inseong offered, gazing around at the many pots and pans.

"Nope, I'm almost finished. Y/N said she'll bring dessert, right?", Rowoon answered, tasting some of the soup.

"Yes - cake, I think."

"Good, because I really don’t have the time to prepare something right now."

The older man just nodded and slowly backed out of the kitchen. Better to leave Rowoon alone, he always liked the solidarity while cooking - except for when his mate, Tori, was there. She was always allowed to help and taste everything - but that was the thing about being mates: different rules applied.

You were balancing two giant containers with cake as well as your bag towards the car, desperately trying not to trip over anything. That would be truly fatal as the two cakes you had made earlier this day would probably end up on the ground. You somehow managed to open your passenger's door, softly placing both cakes and your bag onto the seat. Then, you walked around the car, slid into the driver's seat and started your motor without any problems. You tried to follow the directions Inseong had given you earlier that day, but after some time you were pretty sure you were lost. It was already dark and everything looked pretty much the same to you - you had long left the city district, driving on small forest roads as Inseong’s house was located somewhere around here. "Damn it. Where the hell is this stupid road he was talking about?!", you whispered to yourself, tuning down the music a notch. After unsuccessfully driving around for some more minutes, you finally sighed and called your boss/friend. "Y/N? Is everything alright?", Inseong said after picking up the phone. His brothers immediately fell silent when they heard him say your name, all attention on him and the phone call.

"Yep. Or well... not completely. I think I'm lost?", you said, voice a bit wobbly.

Inseong snorted and ruffled his hair in an exasperated manner. "How the hell did you get lost? I gave you the directions!"

"And I tried to follow them! But everything looks the same - there are trees everywhere and small roads and... Well, I have no clue where I am to be honest. Why didn’t you just text me the address, then I could have used my navigation system?!"

"I can do that now.", he proposed, but you just sighed: "My internet connection isn't working that far out into the forest, so my navigation system won't work."

"Well... What am I supposed to do now?"

"I don't know! But I do not want to die so young in the middle of some forest, just because my boss didn't text me his address like every other normal human being living in the 21st century would have done!"

Jaeyoon and Dawon had by now begun to giggle uncontrollably - everyone could hear your words thanks to their wolf hearing, and most had smiles on their faces.

"Okay, okay. We'll figure it out. Do you see anything... I don't know, like a landmark around you?", Inseong asked, beginning to walk up and down the living room and gnawing on his lower lip.

"There are literally only trees around me, Inseong."

"So no landmark."

"I’m going to kill you if I make it out alive."

Chani sniggered. "I already like her very much.", he said quietly to Hwiyoung, who grinned as well. "Oh yeah, same, bro."

Youngbin raised an eyebrow, trying to control his jealousy - they were his brothers and didn't even know you were his mate, but still, he didn't like them talking about you like that. You were his.

… Even though you were really funny.

"Can you send me your location?"

"Do you have Alzheimer’s?! I have already told you, I have no internet connection out here! How the hell am I supposed to send you my location, Mr. Smartass?"

"Fair enough. I think I'll just rally some of the boys to look for you. Just... Don't move? Park the car on the side of the road and wait. We'll come and get you."

"Park the car in the middle of a dark forest, great. That's the perfect setting for a horror movie. If I die, I'll come back as a ghost and haunt you for the rest of your miserable life." And with that, you simply hung up, leaving Inseong to silently gape at his phone, a slightly incredulous smile curving his lip upwards. "Sooo... who wants to go look for her?", he finally said, turning around to his pack.

"I'll go.", Youngbin immediately offered, earning himself some curious glances from his brothers. "Me too.", Rowoon stepped in, Hwiyoung following immediately.

"Good, I'll go, too. The rest of you - stay here and don't do anything stupid. Jaeyoon, Dawon, keep an eye on them, will you?", Inseong pleaded, looking at the chaos line, now the eldest staying behind. Both smiled and nodded while the others protested, persisting they didn’t need any supervision. Inseong just ignored them, shrugging on his winter coat and boots while grabbing his car keys to finally follow the others out of the house and towards the parked cars.

Meanwhile, you sat inside your cozily warm car, playing soft music and cursing your terrible sense of direction yet again. To be honest, you should have just asked Inseong to text you the address - but you’d been so busy with work today that you had simply forgotten to ask him. So now you were waiting in a dark, misty forest, hoping for one of the guys to find you. You closed your eyes, leaning your head back against the seat and quietly began to hum along to the music. You just hoped you didn't have to wait too long - it was definitely a bit scary being alone in an unknown, dark forest.

Youngbin drove his jeep through the dark forest, not worried in the slightest - he knew he would be able to find his mate quickly. That was one of the many benefits of your bond: he knew your scent and always felt some kind of connection, no matter the distance between you two. His brothers wouldn't even have had to come with him - but as they didn't know about you being his mate yet, he hadn't been able to say anything against it. Youngbin turned on some music, feeling for the connection inside him. You weren’t too far away from him, he noticed - you had probably just made one wrong turn, resulting in you getting lost. It only took him a few minutes to pull up beside your car. You were deeply huddled into your padded leather jacket, both eyes were closed and you were singing along to some music, when he hopped out of his jeep and knocked on your window.

You jumped, eyes widening in shock before you recognized him. You immediately opened the car door, almost falling over your own feet in the process of quickly getting out of the driver's seat. "Youngbin! Thank God.", you said, throwing your arms around the taller man without really thinking about it. He stiffened for a second before sliding his arms around your back, hugging you close and chuckling slightly.

"Hey there. You're alright?", he said softly, his brown eyes gazing down at you with slight mischief in them. You quickly freed yourself again and smiled, a tad embarrassed. "Yes, I'm okay. I'm sorry to have driven you out here in the cold, but I really have no clue where I am at the moment."

Youngbin grinned. "You're actually pretty close to our home - I guess you just missed the road and drove onwards. Just follow me with your car, we'll be there in no time."

You nodded, thankful, and slipped back into the driver's seat, starting the motor. Youngbin did so too and soon, you were driving towards the big farmhouse where the pack lived while their alpha quickly informed his brothers that they could abandon their search and come home too.

Everyone was already waiting for you and Youngbin when you opened the front door, the latter balancing both cakes in his arms. "You're alive!", Inseong said sarcastically, enclosing you in his arms and hugging you softly.

"Yeah, no thanks to you though. I would've probably died out there in the cold if Youngbin hadn't showed up and rescued me.", your voice sounded muffled from being pressed against his chest and your boss just chuckled, letting you go and taking you coat. “Yeah, sorry about that. I'll never let you drive anywhere alone ever again."

You rolled your eyes at him before looking at the other men assembled in front of you, beginning to smile a bit shyly. "Uh, hi. I'm sure I've just made an amazing first impression on you guys. I'm Y/N - Inseong’s new scientific assistant. Very competent in our field of research, not so much with directions unfortunately.", you introduced yourself, earning yourself some chuckles and laughter from everyone. Youngbin gazed at you with admiration in his eyes - he simply loved your laid-back sense of humor. Inseong noticed his gaze, raising one eyebrow but refraining from commenting on it - yet.

"Well, if no one wants to go first... I'm Dawon." With that, Dawon stepped forward, shaking your hand and smiling warmly at you. After that, everyone else came forward as well - first Taeyang, then Zuho and lastly Chani. Hwiyoung, Rowoon and Jaeyoon already knew you, so they just smiled, or, in Rowoon’s case, hugged you.

"It's really nice to meet you all. Thanks for inviting me tonight - your house looks amazing, by the way. Very cozy.", you said and smiled at everyone before Inseong shoved everyone into the shared living and dining room while Youngbin quickly followed Rowoon into the kitchen to bring in the food.

When both men entered the dinner room, everyone was talking animatedly - Youngbin took the chance to watch you for a few seconds. You were deep in conversation with Zuho, Jaeyoon and Dawon were screaming and laughing at each other, while the youngest of the pack, Taeyang, Hwiyoung and Chani were getting on Inseong’s nerves, talking about some upcoming university projects they had to do and didn't want to: "But having you, a professor, at our university, as a part of our family, should have some benefits!", Chani complained and pouted, while the other two nodded vigorously.

"Nope. Not happening. It's not even my faculty! And I'm sure as hell not going to ask some colleague to postpone your project, just because you're lazy.", Inseong said strictly, taking a sip of his beer. "Unfair.", Taeyang commented and Hwiyoung looked around until his eyes settled on you, who was just laughing at something Zuho had just said.

"Y/N!", Hwiyoung yelled, making you jumped. You turned around, looking somewhat alarmed.

"Can you put in a good word for us, so our professor gives us more time for our research project?" Hwiyoung looked at you with what he probably thought were cute puppy eyes. You just raised both eyebrows. "Oh, so you guys suck at time management?", you answered, looking slightly amused. Chani pouted even harder: "Not true! We just had a lot to do these past weeks..."

"Really? Tell me about it, come on - entertain me.", you demanded, propping you chin up on one hand and smirking slightly. "Well...", Chani thought hard, gazing helplessly at his brothers, "We... Had to... Do stuff..."

"Well then - learning by burning." And with that, you turned around again and continued your conversation with Zuho, who looked rather amused by your words to the youngest ones.

"She's really perfect for you.", Chani said to Inseong, crossing his arms in front of his chest and looking slightly put-off. "Yep, we sure make a great team.", the oldest man just grinned and toasted towards you, who just smiled at him.

Youngbin watched all this with an uneasy feeling. He knew that Inseong wasn't interested in you - well, at least not in the way he himself was, but it still unsettled him to hear about them being "a great team". He wanted to be a great team with you! You were his mate! The wolf in him wanted to mark you as his and his alone and a snarl was etching its way out of his throat - but he forcefully suppressed it.

"Food!", Rowoon finally yelled over the noise, bringing in the big pot full of Bulgogi, and Youngbin quickly following with bowls of rice. Your eyes glinted at all the delicious looking food. "Wow, that looks and smells amazing, Rowoon!", you complimented the chef, who immediately began to smile, somewhat embarrassed. "As long as it also tastes good...", Dawon murmured, earning himself a smack against the back of his head from the cook. "Rowoon’s food always tastes good.", Taeyang protested, earning himself a smile. Youngbin helped to fill the plates of everyone before sitting down on the only empty chair left - between Dawon and Hwiyoung and directly opposite you.

How was he supposed to concentrate on eating when he just wanted to stare at you all evening?

He sighed inwardly, looking down at the delicious smelling food on his plate. He really had to calm down if he didn't want the others to immediately notice that you were his mate.

He tried hard not to gaze at you all through dinner, beginning to talk to Hwiyoung about some repairs he had to do this week at the shop. He still noticed the stolen glances you threw his way ever so often, and felt the wolf inside him purr at your attention. After the main course had been demolished, you brought in your cakes - they smelled of chocolate, red wine, cinnamon and other spices, and everyone rushed to get the biggest slice.

"Oh God, this is the best cake I've ever had!", Dawon exclaimed happily, speaking around his full mouth. You snorted, chewing silently and smiling while you were gazing around at them all. You truly liked every single one of them already - you couldn’t explain it, but you had a feeling of just... fitting in with them, feeling truly at home and ease. You had also managed to talk with every single one of them so far - well, except for Youngbin who seemed to ignore you, not even looking at you once.

What was going on with him? You’ve had so much fun talking to each other yesterday and he had seemed to be interested in you - or had you read the signs... wrong? You sighed and took a sip of red wine - you only allowed yourself one glass tonight as you still had to drive home later.

You were just laughing at something Jaeyoon was telling you, when you finally felt Youngbin’s gaze on you - you quickly looked up and were proven right, his dark eyes seemed to burn into yours and you swallowed hard, breath hitching. Inseong beside you looked at you in a funny way, so you quickly averted you eyes again, trying to continue to listen to Jaeyoon’s story - even though you still felt the burning gaze of Youngbin on yourself. You could hardly wait for your date this Saturday.

The evening passed way too quickly for everyone's liking and soon, it was time for you to leave - all of you had to work or go to university tomorrow and as it was already way past midnight, you thought it was best to leave.

"You can stay the night!", Dawon whined when he saw you grab your coat, "We have a ton of rooms we don't use! We can stay up for a bit and watch a movie together! Pleeease?" He made huge puppy eyes at you and pouted, making you laugh while you finished wrapping the scarf around your neck. "Another time, I promise. But I'm tired and still have to try to find my way back home - tomorrow's a work day too. Buut... I'm free tomorrow night, if you're up for it?" You raised one eyebrow in a questioning manner.

"YES!"

You giggled at Dawon’s loud yell. "Great. We'll text about the exact time and movies, okay?"

"Perfect - who else wants to join us? I'll make a group chat!", the cheerful man offered enthusiastically, phone already in his hand. Jaeyoon, Rowoon and Zuho immediately agreed to join while the others excused themselves, all having dates with their girlfriends/mates. Inseong and Taeyang had already agreed to go out with some other friends that evening - so only Youngbin was left without any excuse. He quickly agreed to think about it, even though he already knew he was definitely going to join the movie night, just to be around you some more. He just didn't want to seem too eager in front of his pack.

After the plan for tomorrow was finally settled, you were allowed to leave. You smiled one last time at them all, waved and left, the door closing behind you with a loud thump. A few seconds later, the pack heard you start the car and drive off. Inseong turned around to look at his pack. "So?"

"I LOVE HER!", Dawon immediately yelled, Jaeyoon beside him nodding vigorously.

"She's really nice.", Taeyang commented.

"I think it's mean she didn't want to help us with our project.", Chani intercepted, earning himself some glares from his older pack members, "I'm just joking! I like her too."

"Good - I also think she fits right in with us.", Inseong said, smiling in a slightly relieved matter. Youngbin didn't say anything, even though he felt the other man look at him while he said that. He just turned around and excused himself, saying he was tired. He took a quick shower, and, when he entered his room again, heard his phone vibrate on his nightstand.

Yawning and ruffling his wet hair, Youngbin looked at the screen:

Youngbin just grinned at the exchange - he was really looking forward to your movie night.

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gb-50-blog · 5 years

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If GAYLENE is a thing (flower, food, animal, etc), what would she be and why?

flower:

A Sunflower you've been

Bringing warmth and Gay

Definitely we can see

What a way to start my day!

Kind and true

i appreciate in you

Whatever you do

Apparently CHRIST in you!

Memories of friendship

Maybe rare and few

But this I can tell

They're enough... Gay, thank you!

*mommy chinnih

flower:

A Rose, petals would represent her soft and kind hearted person, while the thorns will represent her toughness as a woman.

*HUBBY

flower:

A flower, because flowers are nice, fragrant, colorful and cool.

*Javen

animal:

- tiger (fierce✌)

*roqzanne

fruit:

- She would be a banana plant. In spite of her busy schedule, she always has plenty of hands ready to help others. She also has a big big heart!

*cath siy-tan

animal:

"Before Christ you were Lion fierce and protective of your territory/self. But, when you experience CHRIST you became Dog indeed that is your year you're not only man's best friend, you are protective and loving and most of all loyal, someone who can always count on whatever age difference you have in between." 😍😘😍

*wenn laohoo

flower:

Red Rose. It's stands among the rest because of her beauty😊

*grace paming

animal:

I would say she is a bear. Looks fierce on the outside but a cuddly bear on the inside (softy).

*gorgeous emy

animal:

If she were an animal, i’d say she’s a lioness. She’s independent, fierce, brave, strong, and is a good mother that tends well to her children, and even those of her relatives like me.

*nicole

fruit:

If Gaylene is a flower, food, animal, etc, what would she be? - Banana, because like a banana that is a staple fruit in the table that most people would like to have after a meal for dessert, to remove unpleasant taste in the mouth, also good source of potasium, and sometimes to help regulate lbm. Dami purpose and easy to find, available all year round, unlike other fruits that are seasonal. Gaylene, like a banana, dami purpose in life, always accessible and available and when she's not there, you would be looking for her. Gusto mo lagi syang anjan. Kasi comfort buddy mo sya, like a banana na comfort food ng marami.

*ailyn anzures

animal:

If she were an animal, I’d say she’s a dog. She may appear as scary and stern, but inside she’s very warm, caring and motherly towards those around her.

*nica

flower:

If she were a flower, she’d be a peony. She is one of a kind and beautiful inside and out. She has a great heart and she listens well to people who are in need of help and guidance.

*Marl & Stephen

flower:

~gerbera flower, as it symbolize happiness n joy. Gaylene is gorgeous n give brightness to other people.

*lorry lim

flower:

-She would be a FLOWER, because she continues to Bloom in any situation. She makes sure to be always Beautiful no matter what.

flower:

- A Sunflower because she could brighten everyone’s mood with just her presence and especially her laughter!

*Helene

What do you appreciate most about her?

*Karinz

Her being superwoman, for taking good care of our family.

Generosity, Selfless. Not only to her family, but also to her love once (friends). She constantly giving of herself to others and sacrificing of her time (and sleep!) if there is a need.

*HUBBY

I appreciate the suffering she been through in giving birth to me.

*Javen

-her prophetical advise to me on marriage.♥️

*roqzanne

-Her availability & generosity. Always ready to help.

*cath siy-tan

"Before Christ you were hesitant and reserve. But after growing in the LORD you become overflowing non stop out pouring of your love towards others. . . regardless, if your under the weather or it's out of the way for you... imagine mag drive to CCF na high blood dala-dala mo pa yun pang BP mo... what an experience." 😍😘😍

*wenn laohoo

-Her kindness and Generosity

*grace paming

- Her generosity, her big heart, her warmth and support as a mother, her faith in me (strenghts and abilities) kahit i could not see it anymore.

*gorgeous emy

Her sincerity and her advices. She’s always so sincere in giving people life advices that may be godly/religious or not. She’s also one of the realest person I know.

*nicole

Gaylene is a lot to many people but to me she is a sister that I never had. I appreciate her big and generous heart that is always ready to offer anything to those around her. Whatever na kaya nya ioffer, whether her home, her car, her possessions, information, people she knows and even the bumbero pag may sunog or may baha at mahirapan ako umuwi, iaalok nya! I can't see a limit to Gaylene's generosity and it is sincere and not selective to people. Sabi nga a true test of character is how you treat people that can't do or give anything to you. I've witnessed and experienced that up close many times with her.

*ailyn anzures

I’m grateful for her being a great aunt to me, for being generous and caring. For as long as I could remember, she cares a lot for those around her and the people she loves.

*nica

Her thoughtfulness because she would always offer to give us pickled mangoes and dinuguan. Whenever she goes to marikina for work, she drives to my place to drop off the goods before heading home.

*Marl & Stephen

~ she is super generous on her time with people, humble n lifetime of service.

*lorry lim

-Yung Beauty ni Achie Gaylene, and yung pagka strong personality nya. Yung matapang pero super kind heart.

Another thing is yung Pagiging Generous and especially saTime nya. Very caring, yung sure ka na makakauwi ka ng safe if may gatherings coz she will volunteer to drive you home.

*Karinz

I appreciate how strong her personality is. With everything that she’s been through, she continues to he a positive person amidst all the negative things in life.

*Helene

What is your most memorable experience or time with her?

“THE BENCH” that’s when all our journey started, and every occasion that I got to surprise her. Like when its her first time to eat blue lobster!"

*HUBBY

When we were looking and watching at old pictures and videos.

*javen

-I remember when I was a lil girl,, she won’t let me borrow her animal stuffed toy.. haha!

-She let me work a summer part-time in her store (GMK) before. Well another thing is,, I just really admire her driving all the way from Manila just to go to Marikina and visit Auntie Lily and Uncle Joe.(even when GMK was closed.)

*roqzanne

-I was new to the group and if I remember it right, we are on all on our way home coming from Tiendesitas (Don Moen Concert?). Di pa uso Waze noon and I needed help with road directions. While we were on a convoy, I had a hard time keeping up. She was a very fast driver! I tried my best to stay close and there was a time when I was successful in staying next to her tail. However, I was not familiar with the width of a particular street. When she swifty changed lane, I was not able to shift immediately and was surprised to see an island a few meters away! I had the shock of my life! God is good to have provided good brakes and no car was closely behind me. Whew!

*cath siy-tan

"Before i feel she's not that approachable... after developing deeper friendship-in-Christ my most memorable time with her is in her car going to CCF or a seminar or any errands or simply just taking me home and we would talk for hours our concerns and forgot the time and usually Mae-Mae would be checking on us. . . appreciate ALL the time well spend with you whether good or bad we embrace them well for GOD is with us!!!" 🙏😇🙏

*wenn laohoo

-It was 2017 when we go to Korea. And when she accompanied me and introduced me to Dr. Ko

*grace paming

Definitely, the Korea trip where she allowed me to get to know the real Gaylene, as a mother, wife, daughter, child of God, friend, as in LAHAT.

*gorgeous emy

Whenever she tells me how sweet I am to the people around me. No adult family member outside of my own immediate family has ever recognized my good traits, qualities, and that gives great life advices except for her. This is why I consider her one of my favorite aunts because I usually sense her genuinity and how much she appreciates the people around her just by talking to her.

*nicole

With all the years and time I have spent with Gaylene, I can mention so many of my memorable moments with her. She just makes her mark with people the moment one gets to know her deeply. If I am to choose, it will be the intimate times of conversation I have with her every time she drives me home including the time we will stop na sa NHA or Jollibee (where she drops me off) because di pa kami tapos magusap. We have those short heart to heart convos pag lahat naihatid na and it's just me, her and Wenn. Her sincerity I can feel from the look in her eyes kapag nakarating na kami and we would still have our moment of bonding (usually just to catch up). There were also a few times we talked over the phone and it's usually long conversations, and usually when she has a problem with Jerry that she'd like to unload. She's very honest and open when she talks about her frailties, her fears, her agonies, and burdens. But after that long talk, like an obedient disciple, she'll accept her shortcomings and would promise to try working on some of the godly advice given to her. During those times, kahit matagal kami hindi nagusap, we easily connect like real sisters. And I cherish those moments with Gaylene.

*ailyn anzures

There are many times that I am grateful for her. But one that sticks in my memory is how she and her family never miss to greet me on calls every time it’s my birthday and my family’s as well. It feels nice to have someone greet you personally even if they're far away.

*nica

It’s always a funny and memorable experience with her whenever I encounter cockroaches and she encounters lizards. Whenever I see cockroaches, I call out for her help because she isn’t scared of them.

*Marl & Stephen

~ fitflop slippers, she let me borrowed her slippers when mine was broken when she drop us off to tayuman after BS. Even shes driving, still prioritized other concerns n needs.

*lorry lim

The very first time I invited her at Banawe Siok-Siok, then I felt at ease to share with her my struggles then she gave me a very truthful advises as well. Kaya doon nagstart yung closeness namin ni achie.

*Karinz

I think all of my memories with her are memorable and eventful, but something that I will always cherish in my heart was when she always used to sleep in our house together with my cousins. It was like a family vacation everyday because of all the laughters.

*Helene

4. Short message on her 50th bday.

Hi Ai!!! Happy Happy Birthday! Thank you for all the happy memories and for always being there for me. You always give me life advices and I will never forget how you always make me feel whenever I am feeling down. You are one of the few people that I genuinely admire. I pray for you to be happy in life because you deserve it <3 Love you Ai! ❤️

*Helene

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Plant update pt. 2

Hi! It's been so long! The echeveria agavoides has outgrown its old tiny pot (I think I might post the picture of its old pot and before and afters of him--her?) The aeonium "black tree" is doing great on both sides of the plant. I propagated an old echeveria of mine that was dying (my first succulents ever, got them from home depot and they had superglued pebbles to the top of the pot, preventing oxygen to the plants and preventing me from repotting them). I forgot what type of echeveria it is, so please help if you can. The propigations of the kiwi aeonium are doing well, although, I think I might stick with the leaf propagation. I tried from the branch too because I wasn't sure what to do. I also took an offset from my mom's aloe plant and it's just callousing over right now. The jade cuttings are also from the 1st pot of succulents. Overall, my succulents are doing great and they are loving the first showings of proper sunlight here in Massachusetts! Since my palm was infested with something, lately I've been watering and spraying them with a mixture of tea tree oil, peppermint oil, lavender oil, eucalyptus oil, lemongrass oil, and a tiny bit of orange oil all mixed together with some water and it seems to be keeping the bugs at bay. I just wanted to make sure they didn't get affected. The big kiwi aeonium is sitting on the floor right now, really doing well for not getting direct sunlight. I need to buy a desk or something for my room and then he can move back up. I have a little experimental bamboo in my room too and idk if it'll work, I just took a cutting from my friends bamboo. Some of you may know that the palm has died, but actually, my brother took it in. He has grow lights and I think he could save him. I repotted all my succulents because I added this black beach sand from Hawaii to their soil. Normally, beach sand is bad, but the grains were really thick and they are made from volcanic rock so we'll see how it goes. They seem to really be enjoying it so far!

Sorry for the poor quality pictures, please check out my gofundme to help me get a camera!

Hey guys! So, I started a gofundme for a camera for film school. I doubt it'll actually get any donations but I really hope so lol. Dont feel pressured to donate, especially if you need that money. It'd be super super helpful if you could spread the word about it because I have like, zero friends 😂. Thank you guys, have an awesome day and continue scrolling!

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(Power Blog #3) Elijah Who? Part 1.

Elijah Who? Part 1.

Sister, Brother,

I know some or many are a bit curious, because it does seem that I just showed up out of nowhere with Power Adam (.com) and with a few good pungent messages ...

So Here's the Short Pungent Part of My Testimony, 2 Incidents:

So, years ago ... I heard from God, the Holy Spirit gave me such a strong phrase (message) and after that I just couldn't turn off the voice of God. Every time I took quality moments or time to pray, BOOM ... God was sharing/ revealing, and it was during such a time when he said that he was going to prepare me—put an Elijah Spirit on Me.

I was young and even though I grew up in a Christian House-Hold I wasn't too sure what that meant. After researching a bit in the Bible, I kind of got scared, at the time I was not spiritually mature or Biblically confident about what I was discovering, and so I let it torment me. Yes, I let the devil (so to speak) torment me with the details ... Why Me? How? When? And so, I began to deny, ignore and even question the whole experience. I also began to shut down the voice of God, How? Easy, I Just Stopped Praying LoL ... Pushing away as well any thoughts, feelings and voices coming from me or my inner man (spirit) regarding this issue ("Calling").

However, despite not praying & ignoring, noticing that my personal life was in a state of “Break Down & Confusion”, I felt so drawn to at least attend a Church occasionally, at times frequently. I guess my logic at the time was this, hearing an encouraging sermon and being in a public arena of bible reading along with praise & worship was surely going to be comforting & safe, that it would at least keep or help drown out the voice of God (attempting to personally speak to me).

But God is so clever, one day I came out of a church service with the realization that "I Can Run But I Can't Hide". While attending a church service, after ministering to the crowd—a guest speaker/ preacher (who also turned out to be a Prophet of God) called me out ...

After the sermon he looks out into the audience (listening to God) he points to several people (one at a time) and gives them a personalized prophetic word. Soon after, looking in my direction he points me out and tells me to stand up (recalling a bit). He pauses to listen … then he tells me to lift my hands up & stretch my hands out.

* And Here is The Shocker: He then tells the pastor of the church to run to me, to Smack my Hands & Bless me ... Quote: "For the Words of God Are Inside Him".

Now there are a few other details about this experience that I can share but remember this is the short version of my testimony.

The 2nd incident that also stands out: I was at another church service (in a different church), at the end of the service the pastor makes an alter call for prayer. Now there are a few chosen leaders there aside from the pastor (some with a vocal prophetic voice) that minister along with the Pastor.

Standing in the alter for prayer with countless others, one begins to lay hands on me with a much needed basic prayer for blessings & guidance, shortly after another man of God lays hands on me and begins to pray, this one prayed silently but then suddenly he begins to boldly whisper in my ear, prophesying, "A Sword & Whip! You Will Rise With Fire On Your Lips! God Is With You!"

So aside from God reaching out to me, there were other like-kind incidents; however, during that season I was still battling with intrigued excitement and with overly questioning & doubting "torment". Long-Story-Short, Years ... Later to Present Day after many running away and many “wilderness or desert” like seasons my head space is better, my emotions are better, my spiritual maturity is greater (& still evolving ...) But here is the point behind all this, what is an "Elijah Spirit?"

Well, an Elijah Spirit is referring to the like-kind Calling or Mission of a Biblical Character in The Bible (See 1st Kings Holy Bible), his mission (in short) was to call a wandered away people (the nation) with false outlooks (& "gods") back to God.

John the Baptist Had The Same Anointing, Calling The People To Repent from Wrong & Evil Actions (Sins)—Quote: “for the Kingdom of God is at Hand" (Matthew 3:1-2 Holy Bible).

What does "The Kingdom of God is at Hand" Mean?

Sister, Brother, let's quickly summarize & somewhat paraphrase a bit—review ... go way back ... The Kingdom of God (Love, Harmony, Joy & Peace) was already established, that is before it was disrupted by a self-seeking rebellion led by Lucifer and his deceived followers (Angels). Then sometime “before or after” this rebellion, God creatively expands the Kingdom on a Huge Rock ("Planet") that we all refer to as Earth. On this planet he creates diverse beings (creatures) and provision for sustainability & maintenance, then he creates man (or mankind) with a new creative intention ("twist"), these beings will be made in his image (likeness) * See the book of Genesis, Holy Bible.

Now, the mysterious part of Satan & the fallen Angels is that God doesn't destroy them, after the heavenly banishment he allows them freedom to roam around (to a degree ...?). Why? I'm not going to get into this mystery at this time, but it strongly has to do with the implementation of a new plan—'CHOICE' (a plan of choice, testing & life lessons). This is one of the reasons why he (God) planted “a Choice-Tree”—the Tree of The Knowledge of both Good & Evil and allowed Satan to access the garden as well. Anyway, again, I'll save touching on this revelatory topic (perhaps) for another time ...?

After the fall of man (listening to Satan & making a 'Wrong Choice'), God seems to sit back and just let Humanity "Be" so to speak. He allows humanity to live their lives with trial & error with the battle of good & evil within them and around them. And let's just say, "but occasionally" God would step in to help clean up a mess or get us out of a rut or a bad direction that we have put ourselves in ... (The story of Noah, The Tower of Babel are 2 great early examples).

But again and again, God continues to let time go by (letting us be), yet he never fails to step in from to time to time to give us (Humanity) a boost so to speak in the right direction ...

He reaches out to Abraham, Jacob (Israel) Joseph ... A Lot of Time Goes by and Then Suddenly This Higher Intelligence ("Alien Being") so to speak Steps in Again. Apparently This Time God Wants to Make Himself (Widely) Known and Give Humanity an Even Greater Boost in The Right Direction, a 'Greater Be' Direction so to speak (the beginning of re-establishing a Kingdom Direction) on Earth.

Hence, (the Biblical Prayer) "Thy Kingdom Come, Thy Will Be Done on Earth as It is in Heaven" ...

So, he introduces himself to Moses as "I AM WHO I AM" ("I AM") which seems to have a coded message, suggestion—a deep reference to his introductory declaration (but this too is a topic for another time). So (in short, as many of you already know the story), God sends Moses to liberate the descendants of Abraham who have fallen into a long season of slavery & oppression.

After a display of God's power & authority (AMAZING MIRACLES) the mission is successfully accomplished. Now this Greater Being (God) is finally ready to be very forthcoming & candid, he shares information to (again) help boost humanity in a greater direction—a heavenly direction/ a Kingdom Direction.

So, not only does he share a strong portrait or blueprint of his intended design (so to speak) but he also gives many "Do Nots" as if suggesting "Hey, I've watched you long enough let me help you establish my original objective (plan & design) a Harmonious Outlook/ a Heavenly Kingdom Extension on Earth—The Original Intended Way of Living (Life) ... "Do Not Kill" (your fellow man), Do Not Bear False Witness (against another), Do Not Covet Your Neighbors House (Stuff???), Wife ... and so on & so on ... This event is recorded in the book of Exodus chapter 3 (Holy Bible).

I shouldn’t fail to mention that he (Moses) gets a revelation as well, that in the future another will come (a "Messiah") to reach out--help & reveal God’s will, one of the many prophecies that Jesus fulfilled (this text can be found in Deuteronomy 18:18, 19 Holy Bible).

So, God has revealed himself to humanity and has given us a profound boost—direction: ethics, values—moral codes … After that event he continues to sit back—intervene and then sit back again (“watch us”) … stepping in often or occasionally to help, guide, direct or redirect …

And he intervened by raising up and using sincere & authentic devotees (men/ women) and/ or prophets to hear and personally or publicly remind, reveal or expand information—knowledge/ wisdom; just to randomly name a few: Elijah, Isaiah, Jeremiah, Ezekiel, Daniel, Hosea, Samuel, Anna, Deborah … John the Baptist … John of Patmos (the book of Revelation).

So “the Kingdom of God is at Hand” means that “On Earth as It is in Heaven” has been and is on the move, Getting Closer & Even Closer …

The End of Age or Time is Getting Closer & Closer … This Life-Lesson Schooling Ground (On Earth) is Coming to a Close (Ending) … Judgement Day is Drawing Nearer & Nearer … And it all officially started once God began to step in to deal with Man (address the condition of mankind) from Abraham to Moses and so on … from John the Baptist to Jesus …

And this is why John (the Baptist) preparing the way for Jesus, Cried Out “Repent, Repent (and be baptized) for the Kingdom of God is at Hand”, meaning that with Jesus arrival the end of this age is getting closer & closer …

* “Repent” simply meaning, ask for pardon (forgiveness) and change your outlook toward embraced wrong or evil thoughts/ actions. By doing this, it will help you begin to embrace higher thoughts (good & right thinking) & higher actions (doing good & right) instead.

Amen, what’s great about Jesus coming to earth, teaching & affirming himself as the long awaited messiah, then sacrificially paying the kind of price we deserve (himself) for us all, resurrecting and then departing (to “go and build a place for us”) is that by doing so he has left us the Holy Spirit to help us do what's right, do good (“Greater Be”).

* Jesus said the gospel must be preached throughout the world and then the end will come … (Matthew 24:14 Holy Bible).

Surely since then generations and specific regions have heard the gospel and time has gone by and by as prior generations and even this generation have come to witness “End of Time” prophecies being fulfilled. Heralding that we are now even closer to the end of age and at the brink of the Kingdom of Heaven that is to come (“On Earth as it is in Heaven”).

Dear Reader, one of the greatest signs fulfilled or practically fulfilled is that about 95 to 98% of the whole world already know about Jesus; however, (the Holy Spirit has informed me that) something is missing …? Too many “Though Seeing—They Do Not See—Though Hearing They Do Not Hear”, too many are not grasping—fully understanding the Authenticity nor the Grandeur of what Jesus Christ did/ represents and are therefore lacking faith or a strong faith in the Godly Restoration plan of salvation—that begins here as well while we are on earth. The awakening growth, life-giving and altering journey …

The security for eternal life & the life changing process (with the help of God’s Holy Spirit) has been tainted with religious works, religious division & competition and therefore individuals are taught and too many have come to wrongly believe and embrace that (the restoration gift & the teachings of Jesus) as a way of life can only be achieved and attained through a way of church or to be more specific through “the (so called) right way” of someone’s church.

We must take (the spirit behind the letter) into consideration and realize that the reason why the early church gathered for meetings in random or in specific places to meet was because they were under negative scrutiny & persecution. Also, not only to encourage & motivate each other but to send them out to proclaim the good news (the gospel), meetings were established as well to educate new comers with biblical history (the witnessed & recorded events): from Adam & Eve to Moses, from Moses to Jesus, the recorded promises of God, the comforting & faith building scriptures and so on … And is why ...

(Dear Reader, Get Ready This is About To Get Quite Intersting and Very Informative, along with a Pertinent Warning inspired from Above & From Biblical Scriptures and it All Continues & Ends in Elijah Who? Part 2.)

Question: What Does (The Spirit of) Elijah, Jesus Christ and the Anti-Christ Have in Common? 🤔

In Part 2. Vital Information That Your Pastor, Priest or Preacher is very likely not sharing with you and why?

Also in Part 2. An Added Bonus of Information that the Holy Spirit Suddenly Insisted That I (Must) Include ...

* "Knowledge is Power" and We Are That Generation ... a Power Generation!

* See Ya in Part 2.

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