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iouinotes · 3 months

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"The Cole Effect" | Cole Walter

pairing: Cole Walter x female!reader

show: My life with the Walter Boys

warnings: smut, but just a little (I had to after seeing him in that last scene)

word count: 4k

summary: Cole asks the reader out on a date and after he convinced her, they spend a fun (if you know you know) evening together.

a/n: please pretend that his restored car has backseats...thanks (also I'm sorry for the way this ff ended. I wanted to write smut all the way, but it just didnt feel right anymore after the first half. So please enjoy the rest of it and bear with me...)

"So, when do I pick you up?"

He leans against my locker, looking over my shoulder and reading my notes. "Cole, how many times do I have to tell you? I dont have the time and patience, I'm sorry-" sighing I look at him, studying his smug grin.

"You have the chance to get to know me better. In my opinion, that sounds like the perfect way to spend the afternoon." He smiles at me, his eyes scanning my face.

The fact is, I didnt want to fall in love with him and I knew, if I would let him take me out, it wouldnt turn out for the best. Well, mostly for me. He would probably date the next woman, that would catch his eye. And I would be on his list, sitting at home on the weekends and waiting for him to call. No, that wasnt how I planned to spend my time.

I mean, he obviously is very handsome, blonde hair, dreamy eyes, pink lips that somehow always look kissable. And to be honest, sometimes when I get lost in a daydream, forgetting about the math class, he appears in my head. Always smiling as bright as the sun. I dont know what it is, but something about him is so attractive, I dont even know how to discribe it.

Of course, I'm not the only one who feels that sort of attraction. His magical appearance, how he talks, walks, smiles, flirts.

It´s called "the Cole effect". For most of the time, I didnt really get it. But as soon as his eyes landed on me, as soon as he talked to me, trust me, I got it. He is charming, enchanting, funny and he has a way with words that makes it addictive to hear his voice.

It´s crazy, but it is reality.

When I look at him now, I feel another pair of eyes watching me. Erin. The girl, who is in a on-off realtionship with him. Cole has many women, who want him, not just because he is popular. But because he is what every girl dreams of. Thats the problem, he is a dream till he gets bored and then you find yourself in your own nightmare.

"Its just- I cant. Also, there is a really pretty and wonderful girl, standing right next to you, thats been waiting for you to notice her." I never unterstood how Cole could want someone else, when Erin existed.

"Well, Im currently talking to her, so I know when to pick her up." His eyes stay clued to me. Confused, I draw my eyebrows together. "But Erin is this way-" I turn my head to look at her, but at the same second I feel a finger tenderly turning my head back. I freeze, butterflies awake in my stomach and I have to keep myself from looking too flustered by his gesture. Of course, my body has its mind of his own, so I feel my cheeks turn red.

At that, he grins. "I know you feel it, beautiful. One date, thats all Im asking for. I promise, you will have a good time." Im too caught up in my emotions to think reasonable. So I quietly nod and feel myself holding my breath, when he leans down to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. His finger again, linger slightly on my cheek.

"See you then, 9 o'clock. I'll be on time, you have my word." Winking, he turns around and walks down the aisle.

Finally I get to breath again.

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Why the fuck did I agree to this? Standing infront of my mirror, I look at my summer dress, warm yellow colour with beautiful, little sunflowers on it. It was the dress, I got a lot of compliments for. But then again, what was my intention with wearing this dress? Im not sure.

While I pick out a golden necklace in the shape of a sun and put on a few bracelets, I leave my hair down and the way it always is. I don't want him to think that I'm trying too hard.

He knows the truth anyway.

A few minutes later, I hear the doorbell ring and with one last, deep breath I open the door. If I'm honest, I would have liked to close it straight away. Because there's no way to avoid staring at him the whole time when he looks like that. Wearing blue jeans, slightly oversize, a white tank top and his red jersey. He looks hot, in a way I want to spend the rest of the day, riding something other than his car. God, help me survive this.

To my suprise, he is quiet the gentleman. He compliments my dress, he holds the door open to his car, he lets me pick the music and as I sit in the passanger seat, listining to Taylor Swift, I smile to myself. Unfortunetely I´m not very subtle about it, because he asks me right away about my good mood.

"I dont know, Im just having a good time, I guess." I look at him, while he is focusing on the road. I see one of his hand rising, so he dramatically holds onto his chest.

"I'm hurt. Did you think, I was that boring?" Laughing, I shake my head. "No, its not that. To best honest, I didnt expect myself to enjoy today." I turn my head and look at my lap, fiddling with my fingers. "Why not?" I see his head looking in my direction, a curious tone in his voice.

"I´ve had a hard time this last year, everything with school and you are- I mean, I dont know what intention do you have with me? Im not a one night stand type of person, I want something real. You know, like in the love songs, the real feelings, a real relationship. With a person, who wants me the same way, I feel about them. I think, thats the reason Im not sure, if this-" I gesture between us "is a good idea."

He´s quite for a moment and I feel more embarassed, the more seconds pass.

"Im sorry. I didnt mean that we´re going to be, you know like a thing. I respect your decision to spend your time with other girls, I didnt mean it is something bad. Its just-" He finishes my sentence. "-not for you. I know." His eyes are on the road, but I see his hands nervously tapping the wheel.

"Sorry, if I just crashed the vibe. I didnt intend to do it." I look at my hands. "No, its okay. Dont be sorry. I like your honesty. You know, you state your point. Thats good."

We look at each other and I try to search in his eyes for a sign, that he´s pissed. But he just lightly smiles at me, reaching out and holding my hands. While one of his hands is still on the wheel, of course. I feel myself blushing.

"Look, lets not pretend that I´m the best choice for a relationship or boyfriend material. Because I´m not and you knew that, even before you agreed to spend the afternoon with me. So, I´m just curious. Why did you change your mind?"

His thumb is massaging the back of my hand and I try not to settle with this warm feeling in my chest. "Because you dont give up that easily and it's hard not to give in to you." I see a smile tuck at his lips. "You think so?" I role my eyes.

"You know the affect you have on people, Cole. It wouldnt suprise me, if you run for president and won. People like you." He laughs at my comparison, turning the wheel and driving into the driveway to a nice restaurant. When he parks the car and turns of the light, he turns in my direction and looks at me.

"Do you like me?"

The question suprises me. "What?" I laugh quietly. "You said, people like me. So, do you like me too?" His eyes search mine.

"Well, if I would hate you, I think i wouldnt have agreed to go to dinner with you." He leans forward.

"Well you could just be here for the food?" I grin at him. "You got me, Im just hungry, sorry. Can we go in and be silent the entire time?" His hands are still holding mine, but now one of them is caressing my arm, leaving me with goosebumbs.

We sit in silent, but when he opens his mouth to break the comfortable atmosphere, Im shocked by his honest words.

"Well, I like you. You´re funny, endearing, honest and smart. You are nice to everyone, even if you have do deal with a guy like me, who gets on your nerves, so you agree to go on a date with him. It´s something about you, that is special and I would like to get to know you better. If you do, I promise you´ll get more food."

I smile at his last sentence, even though I dont know what to say. "God, you´re making me speechless." He leans even closer. "I can do many other things, that can make you speechless." At that I look at his lips. I see him grin and when I look up again, he is even closer than before.

"There are two choices now. One, we go into his lovely restaurant and talk about god knows what or two, we test whether the seats can be tilted backwards." At his voice I feel myself getting flustered. God knows, I would love to test what the car is capable of. But we´re out in a driveway, infront of a restaurant and people could see us. And even though I´m not really against the idea, its to early.

"Or three, we eat first and maybe later, you show me why I need to hate you less." He rises his eyebrows. "So you really are just here for the food." I laugh. "I guess, I am."

The time we spend in the restaurant was wonderful. I didnt expect us to connect this way, its like he just gets me. We ate a huge meal, in the end we almost forget to pay and I feel myself being so entchanted to him.

Even though the waitress tried to flirt with him (which by the way is rude, because what about girls support girls?), he kept his attention on me, also reaching out infront of her and taking my hand. I really couldnt tell myself to stop imagining, what it would be like, if we were a couple.

I mean, its ridiculous, because he made it very clear, that he didnt want to be in a relationship. But still, a girl could dream, right? Right.

After we did pay (much to the relief of the waitress), we went outside and walked a few minutes along a path, our hands entangled by the time we got back to the car. I didnt want to admit it, but he managed to make me fall in love with him in one day.

And even though I was scared, he made me feel alive. I couldnt concentrate on anything over than him, his sweet compliments, his eyes that kept looking at my lips, his arm that went around my shoulder to keep me warm.

He was so caring, it made me loose my mind. I didnt want the night to end. So when we were back in his car on the way home and he asked me, if I wanted to see his new car, I agreed.

We talked on the way back about our interests. He told me about his passion for football, even though he didnt get to play anymore and about his fascination for restoring cars. I told him about my love for books and that I would rather spend the day waching a new Netflix series, than doing sports. We talked about our goals for the future and that we both want to get out of this town, finally seeing something new.

By the time we arrived at the ranch and he parked the car outside the door, it felt like I knew his past selve, his present and future self. I never had a date like this before, something so honest and great.

But I mean, I also never knew a person like Cole before, so maybe that is the reason.

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When we arrived, it was dark outside, but because it´s summer, neither one of us felt cold. "Is it okay for me to be here? I mean, are your parents cool with you, bringing a girl home?" I look to the house, checking if some of his family members are still awake, but no lights are seen. "As long as they dont know about it, they´re cool." He grins at me and I shake my head.

"Come on, I want to show you what I´ve been working on for the last months." He leads me, one of his hands on my back to the garage, opening the door and letting me in. Its dark inside, but I hear him shifting around to find the switch to turn on the light. When I hear a click and the light flickers on, I look around and at the tools, all the stuff standing around and finally at the car.

He´s standing next to it, a proud smile on his face. "So, what do you think?" Im walking towards him, inspecting his work. "I mean, I dont have a clue about cars, but it looks really good and like it was restored by a proffesional." My fingers run over the open hood.

When he carefully closes it a few seconds later, I look up and see him watching me. "What?" I say, starring back. He takes a step towards me, searching in my gaze, trying to make out if I want this the same way, he wants to feel me. But as I stand still, waching him get closer, centimeter by centimeter, until our faces almost touch, I feel myself breathing heavily.

His hands sneak around my waist, pulling me gently closer to him. He turns around, so he leans onto the car, directing me, so I stand between his legs. I feel myself getting hot, I hear his breath and watch his eyes trailing down to my lips and finally to my eyes. I do the same. And before I know it, he leans in and catches my lips in a captivating way. I feel myself melt.

One of my arms sneak around his shoulders, so I get closer to him. I feel butterflies fly around in my stomach, smiling in the kiss and when he breaks apart, he looks at me.

"Hate me less now?" He wispers.

"Not really, try again."

So he does. Our lips meet, our breath gets taken and I feel my knees weaken, when one of his hands capture my face. He holds me still and I feel every touch, my skin burns.

The temparature rises and when one of his hands travel down, first to my neck, then to my collarbone and lastly to my shoulders, his fingers hold the straps of my dress. Again, he breaks apart, so I open my eyes and immedialy want to kiss him again. Although my hands wander over his shoulder, Im not sure what to do now.

"Are you nervous?" His hands caress my sides, his question leaves me uncertain. I nod, not in the right state to use my words. At that, he gently smiles. "Then I will help you relax. You can do that for me right?"

His words make me clench my thights and I feel myself getting wet. When I nod again, he leans forward and wispers in my ear. "Good girl." That and that his lips nip at my ear and leave a wet trail at my neck, makes me whimper slightly. I feel him smirk, so he earns a light smack on his arm. He laughs quietly and when I open my eyes, his ones are shining with a hidding mischief.

"You enjoy this too much." I say it as a joke, but he takes it seriously. "I do, actually. I dreamt about you making these sounds a lot more often, than I would like to admit."

At that, I gasps. "You what?" I try to concentrate on his words, but his wandering hands dont help with that. He kisses me, but now he turns us around and presses me against the car. Helping me sit on it, so he can get between my legs.

"I said" he beginns to speak and his lips find a certain spot, that makes me moan. "I want to hear all the little sounds, that escape you." My hands wander to his hair, holding it and messing with it. His hands again find the straps of my dress and when I kiss him more passionate, he slowly beginns to pull it down. First the right side until he lets go of it, so he can pull the other one down. All that, while still kissing me.

I feel myself getting lost in him, his lips are like a drug and I feel myself getting addicted. When I feel the air hitting my skin, I break apart. He looks at me, checking if I’m still okay with what we´re doing. "What do you want to do?" he holds the straps of my dress, gesturing that he wants to get me out of it. I breath, trying to know, what I want.

I come to the simple conclusion, that I do want him. Even if its just for now. So I kiss him and try to strip him out his jacket. To do that, he lets go of my dress and it falls to the floor, leaving me in my underwear. His eyes scan my body as his hands caress my skin, his finger going from my shoulders to my breasts.

Breathing heavily I look at him. "Your turn." His hands leave my body and with a teasing smile he takes off his jacket, leaving me starring at his muscles.

One of his fingers turn my head to look at him. "You like what you see?" His grin says it all. My hands find their way to touch his arms, going further down until i tuck at his shirt.

"I would like you more without it." His eyes turn dark. Swiftly he strips off his tanktop, leaving us both starring at each other. Before I can do something else, his arms direct me to him.

"You´re having second thoughts about this, sunshine?" He´s touching my necklace.

"Have you?" I look at him, seeing him smile.

"Never." His hands go to my legs, so he can lift me up and my legs hold on to his hip. I lean towards him, kissing his neck and stopping by his ear.

"What do you want to do to me?" At that, he stands up, still holding me, while opening the door of his restored car and lays me gently on the back seats. He´s hovering over me, a look in his eyes that makes me shiver. When he leans down and presses a kiss on my chest, near my neck, I try to focus on my breathing.

"I want to do so many things to you." His hands tangle in my hair, lightly tugging on it while he leans down, his lips ghost over my own.

"I want to-" his voice goes quiet, I feel his hands touching my legs, breaking them apart, so he can sit between them. "-take of your panties first. Alright?" I nod, looking up to him. Slowly his fingers find my underwear, so he can slide them down and I get out of it.

When he holds them in his hands, he puts it in his pocket, because he still wears his jeans. He starts to kiss me, leaving my mind with a relaxed feeling, going further down, kissing my chest and my stomach, eventually leaving a kiss above the one spot, thats been dying to be touched.

"I already have you this wet, how sweet of you." When his hand comes down and touches me, sliding one finger gently over my folds, I try to hold myself together.

"You dont need to be quiet. Nobody can hear you." But when I keep holding in my moans, he takes it as a personal challenge. As he leaves kisses all over my body, his finger carefully begin to speed up and I feel my walls clenching.

"God, you´re so tight. How long havent you been touched?" His mouth his hot on my skin and when he adds a second finger, I moan loudly. My eyes squeeze shut at the feeling that consumes me, I cant concentrate on a word he says.

"Already too turned on to answer me, huh? Thats a shame, because Im curious to know the answer of my question." He stops the movements of his fingers, leaving me with a needy feeling. And when I try to move, he stills my hips.

"As much as I like to see you sqirm, I want you to answer me. Can you do that for me?" I try to remember his question. "I-I havent." He rises his eyebrows in confusion. "You what?" His fingers leave my body. When I open my eyes, I realise what he has been asking me.

"I-I havent been touched like that before." His mouth opens in disbelief. "You never had a boyfriend or someone you´ve been intimitated with?" I look at the ceiling of his car. "I mean, not really. I´ve dated someone once, but we didnt reach a level, where we got to this point. So, I never did something like this." I can see the conflict in his eyes. "You´re sure, you want me to be your first?" Its sweet, that he cares.

"I- I guess so, Im sure it wont be a bad experience with you." He quietly laughs. "I hope so, but I cant get my head around the fact, that this is your first time. I mean, youre beautiful and fun to be around." He´s silent for a moment. "You know, we dont have to go all the way, right? I wont be mad, if we stop here."

I think for a moment and while my hands trace his muscles, I try to sort out my thoughts. Now that his fingers are no longer distracting me, I try to understand my feelings.

"We should maybe take it slow? I do want to get to know you better, before-" I dont have to finish the sentence, he just nods and when he smiles at me, I feel myself relax.

"That´s okay, don´t worry. I can drive you home, if that is what you want?" My eyes are searching for a sign, that he is mad. But he just gently brushes my hair aside and kisses the side of my mouth.

„I like you. That means, so we are clear here, that I want you to want me. And if thats the case, which I hope so, then we dont need to rush anything. If the time is right, who knows what will happen. Even if that means, I need to beg you to go out with me again.“

I raise my eyebrows, laughing at his words.

„You would do that?“ He shrugs, smiling at me.

„For you, I would.“

#my life with the walter boys #cole walter #x reader #love #smut #fanfic

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stranger-chichka · 2 years

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MUSHROOM cloud and SPORES in the Final Scene script

First thing first, I’m not an expert in biology, mushrooms and stuff, everything I write I found on Google.

So, the final scene script. It doesn’t really give a lot of the information we don’t already know. But it does reveal that the small particles from the Upside Down are actually spores.

And the cloud of smoke spreading all over Hawkins is discribed as a dark mushroom. The cloud, where these spores come from.

If it is intentional, and I believe it is, because the word spores is capitalized and hightlighted, I can see why the Duffer brothers wanted us to see the script of that scene. They showed us Argyle gathering mushrooms in the woods. Also I remember him mentioning something about mushrooms before, while speaking about Hopper’s cabin, but I can’t find it (or there wasn’t such moment???)

In the same scene we are told he is a part of their eccentric club. By this the Duffers want us to know that what Argyle do/say IS more important for the plot than we may think. To be honest, he is the one who helps the guys 1) to escape from Lenora, 2) to find el - notices the tire tracks, 3) to make the whole piggypack operation happen. And the last time we see him he’s gathering mushrooms, cmon.

So, mushrooms and spores, huh. Lets have look what I’ve found about it.

What we call a “mushroom” is only one part of the organism’s life cycle. With most edible mushroom species, we consume and see only the fruiting bodies.

Argyle gathering mushrooms (fruiting bodies) and Argyle putting pineapple (fruit) on pizza must mean something!

These [fruiting bodies] appear toward the end of a mushroom’s circle of life. They are viable for only a few days, before disappearing or starting to break down as quickly as they appeared.

Mushrooms begin their lives as tiny spores, which serve as “seeds.” Wind, water and creatures carry these spores from place to place. When they find a suitable spot to grow, the next step of the life cycle begins. Just like plants, mushrooms have preferences in soil, temperature, location, climate, etc.

Hawkins is a suitable place for the Upside Down.

Once the spores find an ideal spot, they start to grow into mycelium. These are, in essence, the mushroom’s root system. Mycelium is like a mushroom’s immune system. It also helps the mushroom grow strong and dense, and it helps with communication.

It reminds me of the tunnels in s2, the Mindflayer and the vines.

Then, that mycelium grows into “mushrooms” – officially called the fruiting bodies. Once mature, the fruiting bodies make spores and release them, continuing the life cycle.

This is what we see in the final scene - a black mushroom cloud and spores all over Hawkins.

Also I tried to find some symbolism or metaphorical meanings of the mushrooms and look what we have.

Mushrooms can be found in many fairy tales and folklore even today. And it is often so, that mushrooms are associated with the Underworld.

the Underworld = the Upside Down

place of chaos and transformation ->

often portrayed as a womb ->

a deep underground cave ->

rebirth ->

+ literal rebirth ->

Idk how to summarize everything, but the mushroom thing is a kind of foreshadowing. I’ve found one more interesting article to analyse, so maybe there will be one more post. Also I would like to hear your thoughts about all of it!!!

Part 2!

#stranger things #stranger things theory #stranger things 4 #byler #st4 #st theory #argyle

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inconsistent-kuroshitsuji-blog · 7 months

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Could I trouble you for a head cannon list of Sebastian , undertaker and grell taking care of a s/o that has the signs of an eating disorder.

Sorry to trouble you.

Look who is gracing you with their appearance from the deep abyss. I reeeeaaaally need to get back to writing. And how could I do that better than randomly taking prompts and throwing my self-build structures out of the window?

(The writing tool changed and I cannot figure out how to add a cut to my post, why do things always have to change? They even took my favourite headline writing fond...)

MAJOR CONTENT WARNING!

The following headcanons contain the heavy topics of eating disorders and self-harming behaviour. I will not specify the eating disorder. If you feel too heavily afflicted or easily triggered by these topics, please skip these and read something fluffy, treat yourself with some goodness.

Sebastian, Undertaker and Grell with an S/O who shows signs of a developing eating disorder

Sebastian

as he is the one responsible for any food matter in your household, he notices what happens with every food object in his kitchen

it starts with your snacks

they were either always completely empty or barely even touched

he doesn't think much of it initially. Humans have changing tastes and cravings, maybe you grew out of your likings or have an obsessive episode with your snacks. He has seen it before with Ciel and his massive sweet tooth, so this may just be similar.

but as soon as he sees a difference in your eating habits, he knows that something is very wrong

the way you barely or just hesitantly eat, the way you start to eat as soon as something disstressing happened, the way you sneak into the bathroom after having eaten

he knows that this is not right and dangerous for you, your body and health, but he does not know how to approach you about it

he will first try to be subtle about it, asking questions like "Is this not to your taste anymore?", "Do you feel alright?", well knowing he is not going to get a lot out of you

another thing is how you look at your body

he does not like how you try to hide your body from him, he does not understand your reasoning behind it

he is not patient, his worry is too large to bear it any longer than neccassary

he confronts you within a week of noticing your habits, and he is not gentle about it

"Kitten, your way of eating the past few days is worrying me, you do not seem well. Has something happened you would like to tell me?"

he wants to stop it before it can evolve, he has seen humans starve themselves to death, overeat themselves into a life threatening condition

he does not want to see the same fate for you

Undertaker

this is a man whose main foods are biscuits and tea, how much do you expect him to know?

though he has seen people die of starving, he didn't think that people would willingly force their body through the process of starvation and become addicted to it

at least, this is how he sees it

this view of his established itself during the Victorian Era

the closer to dying you looked, the more attractive you were perceived

he thought it was just that

you stopped eating properly? Probably a weird phase in which you tell yourself "the thinner, the better"

stuffing yourself with larger portions than usual? Maybe you snapped out of it and want to take everything in you lost during the past days

but why would start starving yourself again soon after?

he sees everything, but he doesn't realise

not until he met one of his new clients and their parents

the way they discribe the things leading up to their childs demise, they seem too familiar, too close to home

it is then that he realises: you suffer the same way as that child did. It wasn't just a trend peoplecome up with every few weeks, it was serious. And you couldn't possibly help yourself, you need someone to help you until it is too late

so he sat down with you

"Listen, dearie. I had a client recently. They were quite similar to you. Or rather, you are quite similar to them. But I don't want to see you share a cause of death."

if you are willing to talk, he will listen and help the best he can

Grell Sutcliffe

she knows a lot more than she'd like to on this topic

first hand experience, it was a more than just troublesome time for her

she knows the signs and she sees them very early on

she waits until she confronts you, knowing how delicate this topic might be to you

she subliminally tries to show you support, even before talking with you, trying to make you feel as safe as possible around her

she'd prefer it if you opened up about it by yourself, but she will not wait long for you

she is too afraid that the disorder will set itself into you und develope to its more severe stages

as soon as you talk about it together, she will also tell you about her experiences

"Darling, I've been in your place. It's not pretty there. But we'll find a way out from there together."

you can trust her with your life on that

she will not stop and insist to help until you really are better again

this might be due to her experiences, but also due to her overprotectiveness of you

you are the dearest human in her life after all

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If you yourself suffer from any eating disorder, please get the help and support you need. I know, you it everywhere, you hear it from everybody, but it really is important. Take care of yourself.

Until next time~

Your Inconsistent Kuroshitsuji Blog~

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #sebastian michaelis #grell sutcliff #black butler undertaker #undertaker #kuroshitsuji undertaker #black butler sebastian michaelis #kuroshitsuji sebastian #black butler grell #kuroshitsuji grell

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undertale-anomaly20 · 8 months

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Mortal Kombat 10 x reader: Chapter 8 FINAL

after a few weeks of healing and reuniting with all her living friends (name) went back to outworld, doning a simple sleevless dress in the shade of cream as well as a tan non-seethrough shawl wrap around her shoulders to cover her from the outworld sun that she had once grown acustomed to, and approched Kotal Kahn and asked to look for something in his palace once asked what it was she replied that she didn't know only that it was from Mileena suprisingly he offered his condolences for what happened to Mileena. Kotal Kahn wished for a trade in excahnge for looking for what was left for her she must agree to be his right hand in all affairs meaning she would have to stay in outworld and that he acompany her to find the item. she agreed to the terms.

(names) P.O.V

I wandered the halls of the palace I once called home. tears pricked my eyes still as I had buried Mileena only a few days ago. I found the room she discribed to me and pressed the stone after a few moments a coloum of stones were moved aside to reveal stair leading down to a hidden room both her and Kotal walk down the stair that are lit with an od green glow that seemed familiar to her somehow and it didn't dawn on her until they reached the room where a lone tank filled with green water stood in the room lighting it all up the walls were sand stone the floor limestone a tabel with bloody tools and syringes. but what was the most eye catching was what was in the tank.

a baby

A baby that looked no older than 3 months old little bits of black hair on her head. this is it this is what Mileena left for me what she must have been working on while I was away. I ran to the small tank and opened the top of it, all the while Kotal stood there in shock once I opened it I genlty pick up the baby out of the water and held, from a close look defined it as a her, her in my arms and wrap her up in the shawl 'I remember talking to her about wanting to be a mother but I never thought she would do this'. after a few seconds she coughed up water and let our a cry "o-oh no oh come on sweetheart don't cry" I stutter trying to getly rock her which after a minute or so does. she opens her eyes my heart stopped her eyes...they were just like Mileenas so pretty and yellow. she laughed and adorable laugh making me smile the grabbed my finger I was dangeling in frony of her and started to nibble on it.

I turn to Kotal, who seemed to compose himself, and asked "Kotal I know this is...very unexpected but--" "you may keep her" My eyes widen at his response "p-pardon" I couldn't believe my ears "you may keep the...child however you are, of course, its soul gaurdian. you are to care for it alone if the need to have it looked after while you are on duty that is your responsibility to manage" "of course I would this is the last piece of Mileena I have" I look down at the aby girl nibbling on my finger as she looks up at me I then look to Kotal "I'm still surprised that you would allow me to keep her why?" Kotal turns and begins to walk away "I know the feeling of losing a loved one and if I had even a small piece of them to hold onto other than a memory I would never let it go" he dissapeared from sight leaving so many questions running through my mind about him but all of them stopped the moment I feel movement in my arms causing me to look down at the tiny baby looking up at me with her big beautiful yellow eyes with tinges of orange in them and smile "don't worry..." then I realized I never gave her a name and looked around the room to see if there was a paper, a book or something that may tell me her name but no luck "*huff* I guess it's up to me sweetheart" I try to think of a name as different and unique as her "helen? no, too common. consuela?no, she doesn't look it. alanha?" I go through a few more names as I acende the stairs and reatch the top where the light shining on us. her ebony black hair, that is still stuck to her head due to the liquid she was in, shines a little in the like her smooth skin glistens and her eyes sparkel like gems. I think back to everthing I was taught in school trying to remember any words in other langueges that mean anything that could discribe this beautiful little being in my arms "Calithea" I smile at my words and look down at her smiling "your name is Calithea (lastname) and you are my daughter" my eyes widen at my words as I felt everything stop and it hit me.

I'm a mom

I laughed as tears welled in my eyes and spilled out as I looked at her "I'm your mommy, Calithea and I promise I will protect you and never ever let anyone hurt you not like they did her" she reached out her hand and placed it on my cheek and gave me a big toothless smile with little gurgles.

"mileena...thank you"

the end

(FINALLY! it's over! the second book is finally over but now I'm gonna be working on the third one...oh boy. I hope you all enjoyed this story and hope you like the ending)

#mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat x #mortal kombat 10 #reptile mk #mkx #mileena

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Hi!! I love your Flickerswish and I was wondering how you came up with him?? Also any fun little facts about him you wanna share??

OC making is such a vague process for me that discribing it is difficult. I came up with Dillydally's name and design first before I had come up with Flickers as a next gen OC. That got me thinking about what the junkyard looks like in the next gen and who lives there. None of the existing cats fit with his design or vibe so someone new was needed as his parent. I wanted to give Jemima a love intrest and am intrigued with parrallels between Jemima and her parents so Flickers backstory came from that. I then drew his design a year later but hes very inspired by a franken cat cosplay I saw years ago. the hardest part is names which only come to me in dreams and I have to trust myself to remember. Most of my OC creation is finding gaps in canon characters dynamics and then filling them.

Fun Facts:

If Flickerswitch was to live in a house (he doesn't they scare him) any guest would never see him because he would hide inside the couch or armchairs.

He is the smallest cat in the junkyard by a bit. He'd be 5'0 on a good day if human. Even though he is very small he can't regularly sing very high and is an alto/tennor that doesn't stop him from trying. All of his kittens are taller than him he does not like it.

His favorite style of dance is ballet but his favorite style of music is swing jazz. He'd make an amazing flapper.

He is afraid of Etcetera. No reason she's perfictly polite and they have many close mutual friends he just refuses to interact with her.

In the Jellicle Ball a few years after he joins there is the song "The Dancing Cats" (the dancing cats! the dancing cats! the beautiful marvelous dancing cats!) about him and Victoria doing a pantomime and big dancing stunts. It has a circusesque feel.

#cats the musical #cats 1998 #cats oc #if you wanna know more about him and any characters or any of my other oc pls ask i love talking about them #if i remember i'll make a cheetsheet for my ocs bc i think i havent posted about half of them

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Hello, i hope youre doing alright!! May I ask for a Star wars romantic Match up? Thank you in advance if you do<3

I'm masc Non-Binary They/Them & Gay/Queer (male attraction). My Star sign is Leo and I'm INTJ-T if that's of any use.

I have short layered Blood Red hair, but I seem to dye it every month! My fav colors to switch are Red and Baby Blue!! My eyes are rlly dark Brown, almost Black. Im more on the short side (5"0ft/152.4cm) & what people call a baby face.

Minus all that I'm not "mean" but people always assume on first glance that I would fight them(never understood that as im quite shy upon first meet, i prefer to stay with myself), I do have a lot of fighting experience but that's only for when someone swings first. I have some hard anger issues but never take them out on people, at least I try not to, I do enjoy a good argument tho,, i also tyoically yell or curse in german when im mad my friends think its the funniest thing ever. But once you get past most of that I've been discribed as much of a protective father/brother figure by a lot of my friends, I always try to be there for the people im close with, I have the Humor of a little teenager boy dispute the fact it's hard for me to laugh with Alexithymia. (Ex; I giggle at the word balls :")) with Alexithymia I typically have a monotone expression and voice as it's hard for me to express or tell what emotion im feeling.

I LOVE listening to people talk about the simplest things they find interesting, even if it sounds dumb I prefer to listen to those around me speak. I don't like talking due to my Alexithymia and stutter, but I could talk about Space and Science for hours!

My main Hobby is writing, but I enjoy doodling my friends or landscapes!

My style in clothing is much more bright and "loud", I enjoy the kidcore theme of clothing and dress in vibarant colours! My favorite colors are pastels!!

I enjoy background Sound when it's more quiet, vibrants and pastels, reading, and science/math!

I dislike extremely loud sounds, yelling, and crowds!

I've been told my Love Language is quality time and Gift Giving, im afraid of physical touch but also extremely touch starved, I'd like a hug but the idea also scares me lol 😵‍💫..

I apologize if this was too much or a lot to read, take your time Sonor if you decide to do it!! Have a good day<3

AN: Don't worry about it Anon, it wasn't too much! Had a few potential matches but I figured it'd be safer than sorry to take my time with yours. Hope you don't mind getting someone from the humanoid-adjacent partner pool!

Plo Koon is one of the most down-to-earth living beings you'll ever truly meet and just an overall sweetheart.

Despite the disposition that you appear to portray- that being of someone on the more vocally or physically violent side- Plo could sense your good nature resting underneath. He never once doubted that you were a decent person.

That said, he found it quite curious that you tended to keep to yourself, given the aura you almost seem to give off with the force. I don't imagine that it would take too long for him to put two-and-two together that you were just shy, but the reason for that level of withdrawn attitude would be a question that nags at the edge of his mind.

Unlike other Jedi who would either keep their distance from you entirely or jump right into conversation (or at least try to), he was definitely on the more tactful side when it came to initiating conversations. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable, and conversely, didn't want to risk you being lonely either. He sought a healthy balance.

Amusingly enough, the monotonous way in which you speak isn't something that would bother him all too much in the long scheme of things, nor with the lack of expression. Plo is keen when it comes to communication, so if he isn't sure about something there's no doubt that he'd ask for clarification.

Furthermore, when it comes to speech patterns, you're both in a similar boat considering that his speech is slightly unique as well. He thinks about what he says, and there's this draw of emphasis he seems to put on certain syllables and words. It's not so much that he's sluggish as he is slow and deliberate. Fairly refreshing, actually.

As for conversational topics, I imagine that you both would have many things to discuss- common interests or otherwise. He doesn't mind carrying the conversation if it makes you most comfortable, but you'd find that no matter how much you stutter he'd be right at your side, gaze fixated on you and only you as you speak.

He thoroughly enjoys your rants on space, science, and the like that you both share in your free time, finding them both interesting and insightful. Quite a few things you've mentioned have drifted in and out of his mind when he's out on missions, and a fact or two has come in very handy.

Though he's less argumentative than quite a few of his peers, debates between you two are also something that he looks forward to. They can be quite amusing, although not much can quite chalk up to the feeling seeing you curse under your breath in german gives him.

More than likely, he's walked in on you while you were with his men doing so, and at least once you were shouting. The boys in white might not have known exactly what you were saying, but he certainly caught on quick.

Let's just say he got a good chuckle during those excursions.

When you start changing up your look, you'll find he almost immediately notices- especially in regards to your hair. He compliments it frequently. Your style of dress, though quite unlike his own, also interests him. He's done a bit of research in an attempt to locate where the style originated from, to varying levels of success. I don't imagine you'll ever catch him partaking, but he makes sure you know he appreciates the looks you do.

As far as amusement goes, he probably trusts the force to gauge just how pleased you are by certain situations to better get a grasp on your humor. He finds the level of 'immurity', as some would call it, in your tastes amusing... in that it's just another character trait of yours that makes you unique. He also may or may not have tipped off his men so you could have a good time hanging with them, not that he openly stated so. He'd probably tease you a tad if you questioned whether or not he was the culprit.

He finds your 'big brotherly' and 'fatherly' attitude towards those around you quite endearing, especially to those younger than yourself. He's been fairly well known to have a good reputation with the younglings (or at least Ahsoka) and has a similar relationship with her that you have with others, so it's something he understands quite well.

Of the potential suitors in the Jedi Order, he's fairly logical, which means that you are going to have a lot more leeway when it comes to what missions you do and do not go on. While others like Skywalker or Kenobi would have openly objected to you going on more dangerous missions had you been their partner, Plo lets logic take the lead and knows that you're capable of defending yourself.

That said, don't think he'll just let you partake in whatever mission you want whenever, regardless of the danger. You will be debriefed on the situation for your safety if you are going, and when the rare circumstance arises that he 100% does not want to see you on the gunship with him and his men, he isn't really going to be someone you can negotiate with. Not that you can't try- it's just that he'll have an armada of rock-solid arguments that'll be extremely difficult to counter.

He's the type that would rather you avoid violent situations if at all possible but feels much more comfortable knowing that you have legitimate fighting experience under your metaphorical, pastel belt on the off-chance it becomes unavoidable. The safer you are, the more he can focus on his work without worry.

I imagine exchanging feelings was a rather interesting situation for him given his position in the order, but when he did share them with you it was heartfelt and in the comfort of a quiet room, or hallway. Perhaps located by a balcony or window with a view.

Personally, I picture quality time as one of his love languages, which works quite well for both of you. As for physical touch though? He'd recognize and respect your fear and reserve such contact for moments he was certain you were fine with it. It probably wasn't common during the start of your relationship but became more frequent as you got comfortable over time.

On the notion of fears, Plo is the type to help you with them if at all possible, even if it takes a long time to do so. The long haul doesn't bother him much- not with how long he's lived.

One of Plo's favorite ways to spend quality time with you together is when you're drawing. He finds the process quite enjoyable, and never hesitates to compliment you on your technique. Your skill never ceases to amaze him.

He almost certainly has a drawing you've made of him and/or the boys in his quarters. Likely framed, and either sitting on a desk or mounted on a wall. He makes sure to value any gifts he's given.

Overall it's a very trusting, wholesome relationship and one that doesn't often yield issues. You simply set his heart aflutter.

AN: There are few words to describe this relationship other than "Wholesome." It's not one that drudges up particularly chaotic scenarios in mind, but the sheer stability that comes with a relationship with this man is rather comforting. For those who got this far, I hope you enjoyed! May the force be with you, and may your day be as pleasant as the ocean's abyss is deep!

For those who are new here, I take requests. You can find my rules here.

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If only you knew the amount of fun i had making this:

Ive been having so much fun drawing xinyan from the imposter au with the few details you discribe her with along with a little imagination for her design if you don't mind but i would also like to make a note that i was using a body sketch i found so sorry if it doesn't look like my art style i was just trying to make the body and style match i was going for match so ya that's that lol but also i believe i didn't get her tone right since i just got a pic of her full design and used her color palette to draw this so sorry if she looks to light I'm willing to redraw it since the pic of her that i used had bright lighting and ya that's a few things i wanted to say about the drawing and I hope you don't mind the little headcannons i made, tho I'm really more interested in how you veiw xinyan since she had a bit of time to show up but didn't really do much but warn aether with the letter and just dipped out and went of somewhere so I'm really excited for what you have in store for her and the rest once you finish the next chapter lol so I'll be waiting while drawing the few characters design for the future lol but feel free to state how you personally feel about this drawing since in enjoy any feed back or small stuff you'd would like to add anyway see ya lol.

(I'm slowly working on fishel since she's pretty difficult so send help)

-Anon Crow ✌️🙂

Heyo sorry i didnt see this yestersay i was busy trying to get Kazuha and finally got him! Plus a new sword for Kaeya that is now my second 5 star weapon XD Bless my friend who wished on my account 😭😭😭 The fact i also had a dream of actually getting Kazuha after thinking i couldnt get him and the DREAM WAS REAL YASSS!

Ahem- Back to the ask you sent with a fanart and can I say Im still half alseep since i just woke up but damn i didnt expect you drew Xinyan and she looks pretty cool! OwO

I did say in my story around Prologue 2 that Xinyan had her hair down since i feel like she wouldnt stick to her usual hairstyle after what happened which you guys can read it here in prologue 2 XD but i also mentioned Xinyan got her entire arm off including her elbow OwO

Still though im impressed with your design on her and she really looks amazing! You did amazing Anon Crow!! UwU tbh all i can say is positive words and if you want to redraw it you can since it is your drawing after all OwO i can understand as a fellow artists we arent satisfied what we draw so over all i am okay with your drawing but its your opinion if you want to re-draw or not XD

#sagau #genshin impact self aware #genshin self aware #self aware genshin #genshin sagau #genshin impact #genshin self aware au #self aware au #genshin impact x dream smp crossover #anon crow #anon crow fanarts #xinyan

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septmim17 · 1 year

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Just random thinkings. I do not know whether it's important but... about the titles of chapters of lesmis? I mean that the titles are about major chapter contents or some important things of them and sometimes our Vicky did... well actually I'm talking of those about Javert.

There are some chapters (and books and volumes) entitled with characters' names, like Volume V: Jean Valjean. And among those "Javert" appears in I.6, which mainly talks about the Champmathieu affair. But the question is, and this is the exact question that aroused all my thoughts, why here but no other chapters? Javert had him firstly appeared (maybe not too) long before in I.5.5, and the title of which is The Vague Flashes on the Horizon and not a simple "Javert" - well, it seems the explanation comes here: I.5.5 is the chapter discribing the figure of Javert as a mystery and a threat of Madeleine, the substance lies in that figure rather than the man who Javert was, while I.6 is one of those few chapters that shows the nature or character of Javert himself.

That's not to the end. After that I glanced through all chapters and their titles then picked up those related to Javert - or those where Javert appeared (not only mentioned), and collected up what they say about Javert. I list them out here (the list's too long and not very important so you can skip to the conclusion) :

I.5.5: Vague Flashes on the Horizon - the debut of Javert. The title refers to his figure (for the perspective of Madeleine).

I.5.6: Father Fauchelevent - another chapter with a title of name. Javert appeared, Madeleine appeared, and the identification seemed nearly to appear.

I.5.13: The Solution of Some Questions connected with the Municipal Police - notice that "the solution" was of the Police while actually it was Javert who made the sentence. According to the law, though. So Javert appeared as representative of the Municipal Police.

I.6: Javert - things before the Champmathieu affair. In fact I.6.1 doesn't mention Javert but I.6.2 is mostly about Javert, his attitude towards Madeleine and some other. In this chapter, Javert shows one side of his personality: extreme respect and veneration towards his superior. By the way, in the Reduction Initiale, this personal emotion is presented in a more exaggerated and intimate way.

I.8.3: Javert Satisfied - parallel to Fantine Happy. Mainly about the ecstasy of Javert when Madeleine's identity revealed - and those are surely his feelings derived from law-practicing but far beyond that.

I.8.4: Authority reasserts its Rights - Javert as the Authority.

II.5.10: Which explains how Javert got on the Scent - Javert actually appeared among all the II.5 but as the preyer of Jean Valjean, but especially in this chapter concluded all information about the strategies of Javert. The same as I.8.3, this chapter describes the sensation of Javert of pursuing his criminal.

III.8.14: In which a Police Agent bestows Two Fistfuls on a Lawyer, III.8.21: One should always begin by arresting the Victims - no much important (maybe because of Marius) but un chapeau

IV.12.7: The Man recruited in the Rue des Billettes - Javert caught by Les Amis. The title refers to Javert as a capture.

V.3.9: Marius Produces on Some One Who Is a Judge of the Matter, the Effect of Being Dead - Javert as the one judged Marius as dead.

V.3.11: Concussion in the Absolu - obviously the situation in Javert's mind.

V.4: Javert Derailed - the crucial catastrophe of this character's life. As we may be overly familiar with this, no more to say.

And let's turn to the conclusion (maybe). Almost in all the chapters where Javert appears are with the reference of Javert: flash on the horizon as his mistere figure, municipal police as he represented, authority as he was playing, so on and on and on. But we can also find that after the name "Javert" mentioned as for a title of book, every chapter with directly the name "Javert" (comparing to those refers Javert as in different identities) all indicates Javert's personal affairs, like his totally-emotional about his superior (M.Madeleine), all his sensationals and ecstasy while pursuing Jean Valjean who was nearly a (forthcoming) prize or praise for him, and the certain concussion in his mind after Valjean saved him free which led him directly to the Seine, even the former two wouldn't be general among all the inspectors or police agents.

As for people may conclude Javert into such character of law, while Hugo pointed out exactly there were exceptions of "being the law", that is to say, to be Javert himself. If we may go further, then notice that besides all chapter titles of "Javert", other identities are all about his job as an inspector, and the emotions of himself were also somehow derived from his job. So, nothing but this: Javert is simple because he's merely person besides the law, and he's complex because he is sometimes still Javert.

#les miserables #les mis #javert #WHAT AM I DOING #the brick

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alsjeblieft-zeg · 1 year

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211 of 2023

Created by bobbideanweekend

BASICS. What do people usually call you?

Jelle.

Is it your first name?

No, it’s just a nickname.

How tall are you?

180 cm, could be more.

How many candles were on your cake this past birthday?

I’d say 32, except that I puy just a piece of cake and stick one candle on it.

What's your natural hair colour?

Brown.

Do you wear glasses or contacts?

Glasses, my vision is poor.

Are you comfortable with your body?

No. I’m almost underweight and I wish my weight was even lower.

Do you like how you look most days?

When it comes to my style, yeah.

Do you like your eye color?

It’s pretty boring as well, but I like it more than my hair colour.

FRIENDSHIPS. Would you say that you're popular?

Kind of.

Do you have a best friend?

More than one.

Has someone ever violated your trust?

Yeah, I cut contact with him.

Do you forgive others easily?

Not everyone.

Where did you meet your best friend(s)?

At work.

Do your friends like the same kind of music as you?

No, definitely not. XD

Have you lost a close friend recently?

A few years ago.

When was the last time you saw a friend?

Today.

Do you prefer to have a lot of friends?

I prefer to have real friends.

ROMANCE. Do you get annoyed when asked about your personal life?

Depends on who is asking. If it’s a stranger, then yes.

Are you currently single?

No, I’m married.

Do you prefer being single or taken?

I don’t prefer anything. Relationship happened, so I do my best to take care of it.

How old were you when you had your first kiss?

22.

Do you ever want to marry?

I’m married already.

Are you saving your virginity until you get married?

I don’t care about such things. I’m not into sex anyway.

Do you currently have feelings for someone in particular?

Yeah, my husband. Kind of also M., but I deal with it.

If so, discribe them:

Short, fat, dark hair and eyes. Brilliant personality. (Lol I can’t even, spelling mistakes lol)

Would you say that you've been in love with someone?

I answered this question in the previous survey.

MUSIC. Is music important to you?

Very much so.

What kind of music do you most enjoy?

Metal (particularly djent and sludge), electronic (particularly EBM and futurepop), and Dutch hip hop.

Have you ever been to a real concert?

Yeah, but it’s not my cup of tea.

If so, who have you seen?

Local bands you have no idea exist.

Do you enjoy live music?

Not really.

Do you have a favorite song?

Nah. I like too many songs.

If so, what is it?

Not gonna make a long list nobody wants to read.

Is there any genre you truly cannot stand?

Dubstep. I just don’t see the point of it.

Do you have a favorite band/musician?

I have some I like more than others, but typically I like a couple of songs from many artists.

If so, who?

Do these questions really have to be separated? It’s getting on my nerves.

Is there any certain songs you listen to when you're upset?

Yeah, there are.

If so, what are they?

Not gonna bother answering that.

Are you a musician yourself?

No, I’m not.

If so, what do you play?

Seriously?

TODAY. How did you feel when you woke up?

Sleepy.

Do you feel the same way now?

Kind of.

If not, how do you feel currently?

Meh. This survey is so tiring.

Did you eat breakfast this morning?

I always do. I take five different meds at the morning.

Do/did you have plans for today?

I was at work, later I’m gonna go to my physiotherapist.

If so, what were they?

Just said. Can’t you ask it in one question?

Did today go well for you?

It’s afternoon, but it was great so far.

What would you change about today?

The weather. It’s fkn cold.

Is there anything you're avoiding doing?

Cleaning, kind of. I should do it, but I don’t have time.

What are you gonna do after this survey?

Go to my physiotherapist.

EXPERIANCES. Have you ever left the country?

I’ve been to six countries in total, guess.

If so, where'd you go?

Belgium (lol I count microtravels, too), France, Netherlands, Germany, Denmark, Poland.

Have you ever done any drugs?

No. Not my cup of tea.

If so, what did you think about it?

To each their own, but I couldn’t be with someone who is an addict.

What's your favorite memory?

Being home without our parents, chilling, my sister making sandwiches. Just a normal Saturday morning.

Do you ever wish you were doing more with your life?

Sometimes. But now I do a lot.

What's one thing you wish to do before you die?

I want to be immortal.

What's something you find thrilling?

Life.

Have you made the "wrong" decisions in life thus far?

Some, but it’s normal.

Do you have any regrets?

No, I don’t. It’s pointless.

What would you say life is about, for you?

I still don’t know.

What's something you've done that you think more people should experiance?

Travel.

Would you say your life is pretty good?

Except major health problems, yes.

#survey #categorised survey #q&a survey

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Hanma is on my list aswell, but just in second place.

My Money is on Shinichiro. He came back, but he failed. When Inupi talks about him during the Tenjiku Arc, he describes Shin as humble and then we see the Panel were Shin says sth like "That really happend?". I know it is not much, but I think he isn't humble, he really does not remember, because his future self did this. Also, when Takeomi describes his childhood with Shin, he isn't discribed as someone who would start a Gang like Black Dragons. I always ask myself, what changed him.

(Spoiler in next sentence)

So maybe in the past, Sanzu heard him talking about Timeleaping with his trigger or something like this, when he was little.

I am way to exited for everything that is to come!

~💙~

OMYGOD. This never occurred to me because I think my brain just unconsciously ruled him out but this makes so much sense too!! And the relationship between him and sanzu would also make more sense than it would with anyone else because there’s already a connection. Okay I am off to re-read a few chapters 🏃🏻‍♀️

#iya.chats #💙-anon

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falsebooles123 · 17 days

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Diary of a Recovering GenrePhobic 4/6/24

Hey Whores;

I was getting through a really shitty week and I'm going to quit on monday so IDK lets talk about music.

(I was hoping one of you cool cats would have a clip from I could be the One by Avicii but apparently we can't nice thing.)

Soft Invasions (2012) - Squalloscope

Genre: Pop Length: 43:46 (11 Tracks)

Occupying the space between indie pop and Spoken Word Poetry Squalloscope is a music art project by Anna Kohlweis.

If you have heard of here its most likely do to the absolute banger Big Houses.

The rest of the album plays out similar in this liminal emotive space. It was rather nice.

3.5/5

Maroon (2000s) - Bare Naked Ladies

Genre: Alt Rock Length: 52:09 (12 Tracks)

If your not a person of taste then your first recognition of BNL is from the Big Bang Theory Theme. A fact of which I am judging you for.

In general if I had to discribe there sound its somewhere adjacent to other 2000s soft rock bands. Something along the lines of Bowling for Soup or Smashmouth so if you like them your like them too.

If you haven't heard anything from them I'd start with Pinch Me.

The Rest of the songs follow a similar vibe on this album. Longer, mellow, and lyrically driven. I don't know if it always hit a cord for me but I can definetly imagine sitting down with headphones and having it really speak to me in a couple years. Its definetly giving dad music in a good way.

3/5

The Harder They Come (1972) - Soundtrack Album

Genre: Reggae Length: 39:55 (12 Tracks)

A Soundtrack Album for a Jamacian Crime Film of the Same name. THTC is credited as the album that 'brought reggae to the world'. Which is pretty cool actually.

Unfortunetly I didn't get a lot out of this album. I just don't think I'm into reggae ands thats ok.

2.5/5

Glory Sound Prep (2018) - Jon Bellion

Genre: Pop, R&B, Hip Hop Length: 43:21 (10 Tracks)

The Second Studio Album of Jon Bellion, Glory Sound Prep shows him delving harder into his eclectic sound while also teaming up with a broader art collective, (which I believe is also called Glory Sound Prep??? I don't care enough to double check).

I will say I don't dislike this album this is still absolutely Bellions sound but at the end of the day it lacks the kind of pop accesibility that made Human Condition really sing for me. HC was literally no skips all bangers and this work feels much more experiemental and cerebral.

I'm sure in a few years I will have a much more emotive reaction to this tracklist but for now its interesting to see this side of him.

Unfortunetly JB hasn't produced much of his own music since this album but we can always hope for more for him.

3/5

#Diary #Music #Soft Invasions #Maroon #The Harder They Come #Glory Sound Prep

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happystarfishcrusade · 6 months

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Dream; Soul Blade

14/oct/2023 (This is a long one)

I was a student at a school or perhaps a training camp. A fellow student showed me her sword, a sword was summoned into her hands making quick work of some creature.

She soon left to further her skill promising she would return.

While she was gone a single zombie attacked, a few people were killed. In my hour of need I delved into the depths of my very soul and summoned my spirit sword, a red blade, black handle, two brass plates resembling lotus root opened like the petals of a flower to form the guard turning black as they settled. The edge of the blade shon white, and the zombie was slane in a single blow.

I could now protect the others as my friend once did for me. From the pile of soil left behind by the zombie I picked up an earthworm with a golden glow, I knew right away that consuming it would grant a person power or alow someone to learn their spirit blade faster. I thought it best to offer it to the others, thinking it better to distribute the power than to hold it all myself.

At first their was silence and worry, then one girl raised her hand and timidly offered to take the magic earthworm.

At some point I gained a companion, a fluffy black dragon with wolflike ears and no wings. I rode the dragon, as we flew into battle. We killed many monsters, often with the aid of other worriers.

A few times I had began to want death, waves of this feeling came and left, my dragon let out a soft growl each time it came.

I endered a doorway into water, there was no door yet that water refused to spill out. It was dongoen entrance.

There wad a hospile shrimp dragon the length of two or three people and somthing I can only discribe as a living spinning top with metal spikes that somehow resembled an armadillo, swinning underwater.

My first peek into the doengon was curiosity, my second visit was for conquest.

I entered on the back of the black dragon we flew up through the water to discover half the room was filled with air, the thought of my demise came in waves still the shrimp was slane. We moved onto the spinning thing, cuttimg at it with my soul blade.

The spinning thing opened up into a bare like thing, it spoke and said "your dragon worries for you. He is your companion, he fears loss of you." I thought of my compassion realizing he had been feeling my desite for deth as I have and that it had caused him pain.

"Wait you can talk?" I said "Yes, of course" the bare thing replied. "I kind of wish I hadn't killed the shrip now." I said. The bare chuckled said it waz alright. He opened a stone wall like a cubord and ofered me a fruit from another world, and advised I take the an orange the shape of a cube, I inspected a stange purple fruit which he advised against as it would have negative effects on me. I chose the orange cube, thanked him and left the dungeon.

End

I've had depression before, and there is a lot going on with family. It's rough right now :(

This dream feels like a warning.. wish me luck I guess..

#dream journal #vivid dreams #a dream i had #short story #rip me i guess

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javi-reno · 1 year

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JR: The ESR dashes round the ship looking for either Lily or Joe. It knows Javi will be mad when he realises it’s gone but right now it was following its primary programming.

@Lily_Bede_

@Joseph_Bede

JB: The lights had flickered on the bridge, and he had left to check cultivation.

He knew his wife had been feeling poorly, and thought he might find her in the hammock between two mushrooms.

LB: She had been curled up in the hammock, under her duvet with a hot water bottle and a cup of red raspberry leaf tea.

The lights also flickered in cultivation.

JR: -the ESR stopped outside the cultivation bay doors and beeped at them to open only to be denied access, he beeped again to the same result. He beeped more angrily, getting more angry each time he was denied access-

LB: She heard the beeping and looked at Joe, then spoke aloud. “Computer, open the cultivation bay doors.”

The doors didn’t immediately open.

JB: He sighed, shaking his head. “I think we’re under attack.”

Walking to the doors he used her screwdriver to force them open.

JR: -the ESR damaged in flashing several rather crude emojis and beeping in a way that could only be discribed as rude swearing-

JB: He nodded, seeing the emoji swearing. “Describes how I feel.”

LB: Slowly she got up from the hammock, and walked over to Joe and ESR.

Holding the water bottle over her midsection, she looked at ESR. “Where is Javi? Is he alright?” She asked.

JR: the ESR started swear again flashing some new emoji

LB: She nodded, remembering what had happened previously. “Lead the way, ESR.”

JB: Once they had walked out of cultivation, he turned to close the doors again with her screwdriver.

The lights flickered again in the corridor.

JR: -the ESA bleeped and started moving swiftly but quietly down the corridors heading towards the communal bath on the other side of the deck-

JB: He reached for his wife’s hand and walked at her side following ESR.

LB: She walked at a normal pace though she felt poorly, her concern for Javi making her try to walk a bit faster than she was.

JR: -the ESR stopped for a second and offered Lily a sweet. ‘No ginger’ flashed on his screen’

LB: She smiled and accepted the sweet, “Thank you.”

While they continued to walk down the corridor, she noticed the lights flickered again. “Computer, engage security and lockdown.”

JB: He also smiled, though he remembered the last time she managed to get ginger drunk inadvertently - though now that had been centuries ago.

A distraction from whatever had been causing mayhem for a few moments.

JR: -the ESR stopped outside the communal bathroom door and beeped-

LB: She pushed on the doors, they didn’t budge. “Computer, open the doors.” Nothing, and the lights kept flickering every few minutes.

JB: He still had her screwdriver, and again used it to force open the doors.

Walking inside he looked around for Javi. “Javi?”

JR: -the room was filled with extremely hot steam. The centre of the room was filled with a pool sized bath. Near one side was a towel, and what could only be Javi’s boots and chain collar.

LB: She walked over the pool sized bath, blinking her eyes due to the steam.

When she seen his boots and chain she decided to walk into the pool.

JB: He walked around to the deeper end of the pool and dove in.

JR: -it immediately started scolding their skin, the temperature only slightly below what could be survivalable for a human. Javi was floating just below the surface towards the centre of the pool, his baggy T-shirt floating around him, his nose ocassioanly coming out of the pool, his visible skin bright red and blistering in places.-

JB: When he surfaced, he swore in Gallifreyan. It felt like he had dove into a river in Hell.

He swam toward Javi, and brought him back to the side of the pool. Gently he lay him on the tiles after he had gotten out of the pool.

LB: Her body temperature was a few degrees cooler than an average human temperature, though she could tell the water was scalding.

She followed Joe and Javi, kneeling down next to him.

JR: -Javi was breathing but it was only just and extremely shallow, more blisters appearing as they looked.He would also have heat stroke. The ESR rolled up and started beeping rapidly,pushing a oxygen mask out of his carry cupboard,a oxygen line attached,already blowing out cool o2-

LB: She scanned him with her screwdriver, and could tell he had heat stroke.

When he was stable they would move him to their quarters.

JB: He remained nearby, observing ESR and Javi. Hopefully they could move him from this room soon.

JR: -the ESR bleeped. An emoji on its screen

. It had done all it could do-

JB: He nodded and bent down, gently picking up Javi. “We’ll go back to our quarters.”

LB: She stood and picked up Javi’s things, ready to follow Joe and ESR.

Something dodgy was happening onboard, what was truly behind it now she wasn’t exactly sure.

JR: -the view screen in the room flickered before showing a message. ‘We will come for you one day. You have something we want” -before going blank-

LB: She looked at the screen and while it wasn’t very polite, flipped them off.

JB: He held Javi and glared at the screen, “Like hell you are.”

Turning to his wife, “At least now we know what we’re up against, those arseholes.”

JR: Javi whimpers very slightly from under his oxygen mask-

LB: She stands next to Joe, and reaches to hold Javi’s hand. “You’re safe and with us. ESR is here too.”

JB: While he held Javi he looked at his wife with concern. “We should be headed back to our quarters, call EMH.”

JR: -Javi’s head lolled, his unsteady breathing and very occasional whimper the only sign of life-

JB: He held Javi and walked carefully out of the room and into the corridor.

The lights were steady and he walked to the lift. The doors opened and he walked inside.

LB: She followed onto the lift, concerned for Javi and also trying to sort out a plan for how they would deal with their other issues onboard.

JR: -the ESR stayed close, maintaining Javi’s o2 levels through the oxygen line and mask-

JB: The lift ride to their quarters was slower than he would have liked, and he kept watching the screen of the ESR.

They arrived on the top deck of the saucer, walking off the lift and down the corridor.

LB: She felt exhausted now, though by sheer force of will kept herself going.

JR: -the ESR kept level with them, through he beeped once at lily and offered a vile with his new telescope hand that Javi had fitted the night before ‘lily painkiller Javi approved’ it’s said on the screen-

LB: She smiled and nodded, taking the vial. “Thank you.”

Javi must have added settings for her as well, and she was appreciative.

JB: At the doors to their quarters he spoke, “Computer, open our doors.”

When the doors open he sighed and walked inside, going to the bedroom and gently laying Javi on their bed.

JR: Javi let out a whine as he touched the bed, he ruby red skin raw and oozing in places, blistered in others, his clothes stuck to him. His eyes fluttered as he thought his way back to consciousness-

LB: Rather than call EMH, she was busy getting supplies from Javi’s medical kit that was in their quarters.

Looking to ESR, “Do you have burn cream, one he isn’t allergic to?”

JB: He also looked in the box, taking out a flask of the pain reliever and bringing over to Javi.

Sitting on the side of the bed, he offered the open flask.

JR: -The ESR seemed to think for a minute before information popped up on the screen. “Cool sterile damp cloths over burns, change regularly, once the heat has disappeared, treat with petroleum jelly and dressings”-

LB: She nodded, getting up to get cloths to dampen and bring back for Javi.

Joe no longer looked like a cooked lobster, though he did earlier after getting out of the water.

JB: He put the lid back on the pain reliever and got up to help his wife, following ESR’s guidelines.

JR: -Javi whimpered slightly, his eyes opened the tinest bit. -

LB: She began to place the damp cloths on Javi, looking at him still feeling concerned.

JB: He sat on the edge of the bed again, picking up the pad and deciding to run a systems check.

JR: “Lily, Joe?” Javi’s voice was only just above a whispered murmur, barely audible above the O2 mask-

LB: Lily looked at Javi, “We’re here, and he’s having a look to see if he can sort out what happened.”

JB: He set the pad aside for a moment, looking at Javi. “I’ve got the flask of pain reliever here, whenever you’re ready.”

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