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cardboardheartss · 2 months

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Kpop Exposé Reading

⚠️DISCLAIMER! TAROT CARDS ARE NOT 100% ACCURATE! TAKE EVERYTHING WITH A GRAIN OF SALT! IF MY INTERPRETATIONS ARE INCORRECT FEEL FREE TO CORRECT ME!⚠️

There have been some posts going around about how kpop could possibly lose its fame a few years down the line due to music quality and possible scandals taking place. So… I wanted to do a quick deep dive as to what could possibly be exposed in the Kpop industry.

‼️PLEASE TAKE THIS WITH A GRAIN OF SALT! I BEGGG!‼️

What will be getting exposed? : QoS, The Magician rx, 9oS rx, 4oP, AoW rx, 8oP rx, The Emperor rx, 8oW rx, 10oW, PoP, 9oW, AoS, KoC, KNoC, 2oS rx, The Chariot, KoW

Idols will come out and expose the industry for its constant overworking of the idols. Some contestants from group shows and possible ghostwriters,singers and rappers will come out and talk about how they were not given the opportunity to establish their career because of their looks and rigged group shows.

Idols will come out and talk about the mental illnesses they’ve gained during their idol years, and how the company did not care. They would be pleading for a break but they weren’t given one. They’ll talk about their greedy ceos and industry people who only care about money and will constantly overwork idols while they don’t have to lift a single finger.

Idols will talk about how much they hated being an idol… all of the “luxuries”, brand sponsors, stage outfits, m/v’s and etc meant nothing to them. Other than trauma and exhaustion. The idols will talk about how fed up they are with having to act all innocent and well behaved in order to avoid negative reputations. They’ll talk about the overworking and underpayment. As well as exposing the disharmony within their groups too.

Idols will come out and expose either a ceo/manager/staff member and even their own members of being bullies. They’ll talk about the abuse and tormenting they faced thanks to that bully under their companies. Idols will talk about being tricked into overworking by the company and being told if they work hard they’ll be successful… which is true but that led to the company taking majority of the income from the idols work.

This whole expose will be making its rounds all over social media, but there will be one male figure in particular who will avoid this whole fiasco.

Overall, the idols who decided to expose the industry will be feeling really victorious and are happy to finally expose. They got tired of hiding, being forced to keep quiet, hiding secrets no… they just want to be free. This will also allow them to escape the K-pop industry for good.

Who will be exposing the Kpop industry? : KNoW, 7oP rx, The Star, KoC

An extroverted idol or just an idol who is like genuinely fed up will start exposing. Nugu idols/ idols with stagnant careers will also begin exposing. A really well known idol/songwriter will also expose the industry.

Possible Astrological Signs?! : PoS, KoW & 3oC

Idols with Earth placements, Fire placements and Mercury in Cancer

(Card placements are like a domino effect. One courages idol will start exposing, then a 2nd idol/figure who’s known will participate and then there will be an influx of emotionally drained and fed up idols exposing everything and everyone.)

Aftermath : 7oP, 7oW rx, KNoS rx, 4oS rx

The industry could take a while to get back up on its feet, but they will really push to regain its image again. They’ll be unable to try coverup and defend people anymore. The industry will definitely be judged and looked down upon. They’ll try debut more groups and some industry people will come out and talk but they should be careful as they’re words will be used against them. They will get back on their feet… but it could be a really slow process.

General publics thoughts: 4oW, 2oP, Hanged man rx, The Magician, 9oS, QoS, KoC rx

People will be happy?!😭 I think other music industries could start establishing their own things thanks to kpop going into shambles. Some could also not really care tbh… and people will try divert the attention from the exposé? There will be a lot of talk on social media, and more artists could be glad that their creativity will be shown? Some people will be heartbroken, they could just be in utter shock tbh. People will be happy that ppl are getting exposed now. Overall, just a lot of talk on social media, different sides and opinions as per usual…

Kpop stans thoughts : KNoC rx, 3oS rx, KoW rx, QoP, Death & AoP

They will think idols are lying and are jealous of their faves. They will not believe any of the news coming out and will attack the idols still and say they fake. Some kpop stans will definitely be leaving the fandom, and never come back. It will just be a mess tbh, a lot of death threats and doxxing will happen. People will definitely defend and some will applaud the idols who exposed to industry.

Woke Kpop stans will possibly leave this whole kpop industry and this will also lead to the declining finances in the industry.

i hope we will all be prepared for when this day comes because it’s going to be one longgggg bumpy ride 😵‍💫

Thank you for reading 📦

(24/02/2024)

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wjehfshs · 1 year

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Lo’ak, Neteyam, Rotxo, and Ao nung X Human! Reader who suffers from hallucinations and delusions

Quick note: this is mainly for me because I myself struggle with this and I just need some comfort :(

Tw: Hallucinations and delusions, mentions of mental illness and war

Comfort, SLIGHT angst, fluff

Lo’ak:

He’s gonna be honest, he never really understood any of it, his father had told him once or twice about old marines who had nightmares from what they saw but he never really understood the full extent of it

After you told him what was happening he got worried, like super worried. He would never leave your side so just incase if you needed him too, he would tell you if something was real or not.

His heart broke in two when he first heard you talk about what you deal with

If you ever had a delusion he would refuse to leave your side until you calmed down. It didn’t matter if it took a couple hours or a week he wouldn’t leave you. He loves you so much

Neteyam:

He’s the oldest son so he naturally has that older brother instinct to take care of you

Since he’s so much taller than you, and much stronger, he would pick you up and let you bury your head in his shoulder if you ever have a hallucination or delusion

He doesn’t live with that day to day struggle like you do but he can imagine how stressful it must be, he sees how exhausted you are and how paranoid you can get, so he always loves to take you on walks or on his Ikran to peaceful, quiet places to let you relax, he would let you fall asleep on his body as he’s cradling you.

He’s still very protective of you but unlike his younger brother, he still gives you space, as I mentioned earlier he sees how paranoid and tired you get so if you want, he’ll give you alone time, but also if you want he’ll stay with you in your room in the lab, and just let you fall asleep on him or let you show him all of your human things like your phone or human clothes and accessories

Rotxo:

When you first told him what you deal with he panicked, he genuinely started crying because he was so worried for you. He’s such a sweetheart he wanted to try everything to make it go away. He tried to ask if going to Ronal would do any good but you had to break it too him that it was something you probably just had to live with forever.

He loves you so much he’s probably just a bit overprotective, same as Lo’ak, he never wants to leave your side. He’s there all the time, during your episodes, your panic attacks, EVERYTHING. And if you feel as if you’re too much for him he would hold your small face him his huge hands and just reassure you for however long it takes that he loves you and nothing can change that. He would do everything to make you feel at least a little better.

He would take you swimming to show you the beauty of the ocean, of course he would be holding onto you like you where going to float away if he let go. He just wants to keep you safe and happy.

Ao nung:

Same at Rotxo he would immediately try to ask if going to his mother would do anything to help but you had to explain that it was something in the brain, not the body.

Same as Lo’ak he would be with you at all times to help you figure out if something was a hallucination or not.

He’s really not the best with words so if you’re going through something he would just hold you until you calm. I mean he would try his hardest to comfort you verbally but he’s best at just holding you until you feel better.

He gets so worried that you might have a breakdown or hallucination when he’s out hunting to the point where he just can’t focus he’s too worried and he’s trying to hurry everyone up. You had to reassure him that if you did by chance have that happen while he was gone, you still had the others, Jake is an ex-marine he’s seen many people go through episodes he has a basic idea how to help.

After you told him that he calmed just a little but he still prefers to keep his hunting trips short just in case.

I actually had a lot of fun writing this. To anyone dealing with these things just know you’re not alone I deal with it myself it’s very scary and it makes you feel alone but remember there are always people out there to support you <3

#avatar the way of water #avatar x reader #rotxo x reader #lo’ak x reader #lo’ak headcannons #Rotxo headcanons #neteyam x reader #neteyam headcannons #ao nung x reader #ao nung headcannons #I think I spelt headcanons wrong but I’m too lazy to go correct it

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vlassk · 7 months

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Space Cowboy

An- woah so it actually took me forever to write this and its so short. Ive been working a lot and preparing for a new dog and a visit from my partner..ahh busy busy im so ao sorry

Sam Coe x Fem Reader

Loosely based off my own playthrough aka big decisions and mission order.

Sam follows after you, running into your room seeing how empty it is. You're a bit out of breath but you begin to unload all the things you have. Sam watches you drop small things at first setting them up on your shelfs and then you put heavier suits and clothing away.

"Captain...how do you carry all this?" Sam laughs a bit sitting down on a bench in your room.

"Im just strong" you smile and flex a bit.

"Captain even i can see how much you struggle carring things out there...you need to lighten your load more" Sam continues to watch as you drop more and more things.

"Well maybe ill have you hold onto stuff for me?" You look back handing Sam some lock picks and other items. Sam rolls his eyes ans grabs onto the things.

"Anything for you captain" he smiles and watches as you go back to sorting the items.

After some time you're finally finished.

"How does it look!" You smile finally laying on your bed. Sam stands up and walks around. Noting all the random items you have places.

"Looks like a mess. But a good one?"

You smile up at the cowboy and pat his shoulder.

"Its amazing i know" you let go and signal Sam to follow you as you both go downstairs. Sarah telling you both about a distress signal coming from Barret and Heller.

"Well Sam you ready to go out?" You look at him once again focusing on finding your friend.

"Sure lets do it"

And with that you take the information and head out. Getting settled in your ship and flying out. Landing on the Mining Outpost you get out and speak to Lin. One of the first people there to start this whole journey. After a second of Small talk Lin shows and tells you that Barret and Heller have been taken by the Crimson Fleet. She tells you to look through a computer to find more clues.

Sam follows you in, not knowing how much information you knew about barret or heller.

"So this is where your story with us started huh?" Sam goes off looking at some things thrown around

"Yeah... Honestly when i woke up Lin was quiet hostile. But Heller was quiet nice to me." You say finally figuring out the problem. You both head outside collecting power cells.

"Interesting by the way. Did you ever think you'd join constellation?"

"No not really. But one touch of the artifact changed it i guess.."

You both turned on the power and you looked through the computer. Finding more clues and evidence as to where to go. You're mainly silent and overall a bit confused. Two of the people you would like to call friends have been captured. And Sam could tell it was hurtful to you.

You talk to Lin and leave to to Prax. The planet where they crashed.

As you land you and sam walk a long way to what seemed to be a crash. Running up you see heller laying down.

"Heller!" You run faster and bend down by Heller. He gives you a small smile. Sam finally catches up and watches as you help heller.

"What happened where is Barrett?" You frantically try to help Heller. Sam coming in to try to help but heller just pushes you both away.

"Listen im okay. Im fine, i took painkillers and im fine to wait. Although Captain i appreciate the worry. You know how Barret can be...do i really need to tell you what happened?" He laughs grabbing onto your hand for support as he sits up a bit. Sam noticed and steps back a bit. Letting you handle it all.

You listen to Hellers explanation. Heller giving you more clues and directions to find Barret. You give Heller more supplies and you and sam make the long walk back to the ship.

"So how close where You and Heller?" Sam asked keeping his tone neutral.

"Honestly not that close. Hes a good guy but, i think i just hate seeing people i know hurt no matter what."

Sam nods letting whatever he thought go back to the back of his head.

"Where you jealous space cowboy?" You laugh a bit bumping into sam.

"What? No? Why would i of all people be jealous?" Sam bumps you back.

"Well maybe i just guessed how youre feeling"

"No need for jealous feelings when i actively get to travel with you" sam grins, catching a glimpse of you. You don't know why but it makes your heart melt.

"Whatever cowboy"

The rest of the walk is a bit silent. Small talk about Cora and life on the Mining Outpost.

It was calming. You both got back to the ship and left to find barret.

Once you landed you began your walk.

"Wouldn't it be great if someone like made a thing where we didnt have to walk everywhere?" Sam laughs taking out his gun knowing we are getting close to the base.

"I know right...would make travel much easier" as you sais that a bullet ran past your face. You look up to see one of the towers watchers pointing a gun at you from miles away. You duck down and pull out your own weapon

"Ok lets do this quick please. If we can avoid the people we should" you begin to run with sam behind you. Taking out a few Crimson fleet members and running into the main base. Sam following behind and locking the door behind him. You two hear talking in the distance and you both crouch down. Slowly walking to the talking.

Sam begins to whisper to you

"Whenever we can, can uh we talk?"

You turn back confused

"You want to talk...now?"

"No.. Just whenever we are free..."

"As you say...when we are trying to save barret" you laugh a bit and turn the corner. Confused as you're seeing barret talking casually to Matsura. The Captain.

"Ok After this we can talk?" Sam Nods as you slowly approach Barret and Matsura

You know Matsuras a deadly man but see Barret completely fine

"Whats going on here?" You ask slowly putting you Weapon down.

"I just made a new friend Captain" barret adjusted himself getting more comfortable.

A dumbfounded look on your face was all he needed to explain himself.

Matsura still wanted something out of this all. But you convinced him to let Barret go as its all been too much trouble for someone now considered a friend. Sam liked the way you could get out of situations without violence. He smiled at how happy you were to comfortably set a friend free without hurting those who may be able to get away without violence.

You all said goodbye as Barret followed you both on the Ship. A little confused about how you all would fit comfortably until you got back to The lodge.

As you were sailing the Stars to go back home you sense someone behind you.

"Hey captain mind if we talk?" You put the ship to cruise, and turn around to look at sam.

"Whats up?"

"The way you handle things is not bad..not bad" you smile at sams words.

"So how much of a thrill has it been Traveling with the one, and only last descendant of The Great Solomon Coe? Is it everything you imagined?"

"It doesnt matter to me that you're a Coe sam...but You are thrilling indeed" you give him a genuine look. Making sure he knew you really meant it.

"Ha- you're something else"

"I gatta say it's a relief being with you...So many people hear Coe and Expect me to pull a miracle out of a hat, time has a way of Just Building on itself.. Solomon was a good man. Great one even. But if he ever heard All the Bullshit being said about him these days... Well he'd flat out deck them"

"Why do they all Rever him so much?"

"Theres books about him, a couple of them"Sam goes on to talk about Solomon. Talling stories about his great adventures and successes.

"Sounds like you arent too happy to be related to such a high up person"

"I am...and not...there was a time, well before cora. where it really weighed on me. felt like everything i did or didnt do was a reflection on our Great legacy... Its enough to drive you crazy... Now i just hope i can help cora to..well i don't know"

"Sam Cora is great. You're doing a good job raising her.."

"Your kind words are appreciated. for my father, cora me..everything starts and ends with Solomon Coe. He looked at the starts and dreamed a way to get there. Imaging being the first person to a new system, set foot on a new world. Hell i get it that's some powerful stuff. And now-"

Sam laughs a bit

"I'm just Getting sappy. You're a bad influence you know that"

"Oh i have my wiles Mr.Coe"

"I believe that be the most honest thing you've said" sam chuckles a bit sitting down on a nearby chair.

"Well i hope that Comic book they make on our adventures is better thab that rag on solomon"

"The stuff they publish is just damn right embarrassing"

You laugh at sams hate on solomons comics

"You are funny Cowboy. I like traveling with you and cora... Some of my favorite people now ya know?" You smile and turn back around. Finally going to the lodge.

#sam coe x reader #sam coe #fanfic #x reader #starfield #starfield game #space cowboy

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nothing-ramblings · 4 months

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you know, i get it. sometimes ita hard not to be a selfish prick. its not that i think everything is about me, i dont, but when you've been consistently feeling shit for ao long its hard not to look at every bad thing, including minor inconveniences, thinking "well ofc this is gonna happen why wouldnt it?" and maybe you know its not about you. logically i know its not about me. sometimes people's healing journey makes them realize they have to leave an environment that hurt them, and that might include cutting contact qith you even if you're friends. doesnt mean you fucked up. its just unfortunate that your friendship reminds them of a bad time in their life. and as a friend that best ypu can do is be proud and supportive that they're finally finding themself and choosing their own happiness

but it rlly fucking sucks to realize your existence has a negative effect on someone and it's not even for something you did, just the unfortunate circumstances of how you met.

so yes ofc i wish them the best and i want them to be happy and be themself and stop hiding behind a mask even of that means we wont talk anymore

but its pretty hard to NOT be selfish and add this to the pist of things ill use o make myself feel awful for existing. Cause everybody leaves ig. At least this time they had the decency of communicating with you and being honest. But at the end of the day it is what it is. People leave. They move on with their lives. Some of them will drop you overnight w half assed excuses and shatter your heart like a crystal glass as they do. Some will just go quiet. Maybe it's nothing, you just lost touch. Maybe you ask them what's going on because its the first time in years of friendship w basically no contact the whole year. And they'll say it's nothing, but continue not talking to you, which makes it seem like ur being ghosted but you cant even be sure and the limbo of not knowing hurt more. And sometimes people just need to do whats best for them. And you're associated with a bad memory. So they have to go. And its gonna hurt even if you understand and even if you respect them. Of course it's gonna hurt. It's hard not to, when any friendship fades, but all the more so when in the same year people keep leaving and you decelop abandonment issues.

idk where im going w this. been a shit year and my self esteem keeps dropping. if i didnt have pets and one person who i know would be hurt by it, idk if id have survived 2023 tbh.

Existing feels rather pointless right now

#blank rambles #personal

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watashawa · 4 years

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Biden Family

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Here is a story you don't want to miss!!!!

Joe Biden and his first wife, Neilia, had three children: Hunter, Beau and Naomi.

In 1972, Neilia and Naomi, died in a car accident. Joe eventually married a woman named Jill (his current wife).

He already knew her because she had been Hunter's babysitter at the time of the car accident. (Yeah, THAT seems normal- marry the babysitter). They had a daughter named Ashley. Ashley lives 'a quiet life' and is frequently in and out of rehab for various substance abuse issues.

Now sadly, the sanest, most normal one of the 3 surviving kids, Beau, dies in 2015 from a brain tumor. He had been married to Haillie and they had 2 children, a boy and a girl named Natalie, who was 11 yrs old when her dad died.

Enter Hunter Biden, in 2015, to "comfort" his brother's widow. Mind you, Hunter is married at the time, to Kathleen Biden, since 1993. He starts screwing around with his dead brother's wife in 2015...his wife Kathleen finds out about it and they separate. Hunter moves in with his dead brother's wife, Haillie,and her two kids and they have a grand old time. He ultimately gets divorced from Kathleen in 2017. Meanwhile, he starts screwing around with a stripper, while still shacking up with his dead brother's wife, before his divorce is finalized, and gets the stripper pregnant. Haillie kicks his butt to the curb supposedly for this indiscretion in 2018. He denies the stripper's baby is his, although a paternity test proves otherwise and eventually marries a woman named Melissa in 2019 after knowing her for 6 days...

Does the tale end there? Why no, no it doesn't.

That just sets the stage...

Enter the laptop from hell...loaded with emails, text messages, photos, child pornography, videos, and other sordid digital images of drug use and rampant weirdness....

Hunter Biden dropped the laptop off in Delaware, his home state, to get it repaired. It seems he dropped it in some water while in a meth-induced state of mind. He then neglected to pay the $85.00 repair fee and the laptop became the repair shop owner's property for non-payment. When the owner saw what was on it, he was ao disturbed that he contacted the FBI. No response. The DOJ? No response. Eventually, it landed in Rudy Giuliani's possession and he turned it over to the Delaware State Police AFTER making 4 copies of the hard drive. Turns out, there's quite a lot of child pornography on there...much of it involving children on Hunter's many trips to China. The Chinese Communist Party uses this as a blackmail tactic... They supply the young girls, they film you, unknowingly, and then they can keep you "in line", while paying you the big $$$ to do their bidding, like lucrative deals with your VP father.

Millions of dollars were paid to Hunter Biden for favors with the US Govt while Joe Biden was VP under Obama.

For 8 years Hunter made the contacts and split the money with his father, referred to as the "Big Guy" in all emails detailing how their ill gotten gains would be split up amongst all the criminals involved.

Joe Biden sold out his country and used his meth head son to do it. ...

But, IT GETS WORSE. Today, on the laptop, emails were released between Beau Biden's widow, Haillie, and Joe Biden in 2017 and more in 2018 when she and Hunter were still living together. They were casually talking about the continual "sexually inappropriate behavior" she had witnessed from Hunter toward her 14 year old daughter, Natalie, HIS NIECE!..

She told Joe that she felt she had put her children in a dangerous situation by getting involved with Hunter Biden. Joe knew his son was screwing around with his niece and he advised his daughter-in-law to go to therapy.....No one went to the police and the abuse escalated. THAT is the main reason she broke off her relationship with Hunter. Among the pictures of Hunter having sex with young Asian children, there were hundreds of provocative pictures of a 14 year old girl, mainly topless, and hundreds more of Hunter Biden, in sexual poses with her, HIS NIECE. She was 14 yrs old and HE WAS 48!!

BOTTOM LINE: ANY MAN WHO CAN'T TAKE CARE OF HIS OWN HOUSE, HAS NO BUSINESS BEING IN THE WHITE HOUSE.

THE END.....but, is it? Nope. Rudy says there is more to come, primarily involving Joe Biden getting rich off laundering foreign money through our country, using his son as intermediary. Biden is as dirty and crooked as they come. Hillary looks clean compared to him. Now it makes sense why Obama REFUSED to endorse him as the DNC candidate until he was the last man standing!

More to come...

Dear God, how much worse can this get?

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sixgunslinger · 4 years

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Here is a story you don't want to miss!!!!

Joe Biden and his first wife, Neilia, had three children: Hunter, Beau and Naomi.

In 1972, Neilia and Naomi, died in a car accident. Joe eventually married a woman named Jill (his current wife).

Does the tale end there? Why no, no it doesn't.

That just sets the stage...

Enter the laptop from hell...loaded with emails, text messages, photos, child pornography, videos, and other sordid digital images of drug use and rampant weirdness....

Millions of dollars were paid to Hunter Biden for favors with the US Govt while Joe Biden was VP under Obama.

Joe Biden sold out his country and used his meth head son to do it. ...

BOTTOM LINE: ANY MAN WHO CAN'T TAKE CARE OF HIS OWN HOUSE, HAS NO BUSINESS BEING IN THE WHITE HOUSE.

More to come...

Dear God, how much worse can this get?

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addictedtomanga · 3 years

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Shoujo manga recommendations - unrequited love

1. 360 Degrees Material

Taki is the cool yet strange guy in Mio's class. She bumps into him at the subway station after school and saves him after he almost gets pushed onto the tracks. The next day, he returns the favor by saving her from an incoming car. This marks the start of Mio's love.

2. Ai Kara Hajimaru

Sakura Ai has always loved sunflowers, as they appear like the sun, which incidentally also was the name of her first crush, Taiyou, in the 3rd grade. From since then, Ai has never had another love and has also become quite introverted, but after meeting a guy with the same name, somethings will begin to change…

3. Anta Nante Okotowari

Yui has a deep love for her "older brother" (they're not actually siblings, but are related), and she is devastated when he gets married. While at the wedding, Yui meets a sobbing boy, Kaoru. It turns out that his cousin (that he was in love with) is the one Yui's brother is marrying. When Yui moves into a boy's dorm so she can seek out new love, she finds that the head of the dorm is none other than Kaoru!

4. Ao Haru Ride

Yoshioka Futaba has a few reasons why she wants to "reset" her image and life as a new high-school student. Because she's cute and had a demure personality she was ostracized by her female friends in junior high, and because of a series of misunderstandings and mishaps, she couldn't get her feeling across to the one boy she has always liked, Tanaka Kou. Now in high school, she is determined to be as unladylike as possible so that her friends won't be jealous of her. While living her life this way contentedly, she meets Tanaka-kun again, but he now goes under the name of Mabuchi Kou. He tells her that he felt the same way as she did when they were younger, but that they cannot go back. Will Futaba be able to continue her love that never even started from three years ago?

5. Awayuki no Namida

Ritsuka, who likes to watch the snow as it falls, has an unrequited love for Fubuki, who lives with an older woman. Ritsuka and Fubuki fall in love, but Fubuki still has past debts toward the older woman, who was his dead brother's fiancee.

6. Bambi to Dhole

Yukimi is her real name but everyone calls her Bambi. She is the student discipline committee member who locks students out of the school if they're a minute late, but sneaks cigarette breaks on the roof. Lone wolf transfer student Tetsu Nagasawa hops the fence after she locks it and breaks her cigarette in half when he finds her on the roof, but he's a super nice guy to a mother and baby on the train. Bambi already has a boyfriend but will the wolf steal her heart?

7. Celeste Blue

Eishi is one of those popular guys that are smart, good looking, and is good at sports. However, he thinks people and "love" are bothersome and would rather not deal with either of them. When his teacher told him to help this girl, Uta, to study, he dreaded the idea of having to stick with such an annoying girl. Soon, though, his heart starts to lighten up towards her.

8. Datte, Kimi ga Warau kara

Let’s get into a time machine and return to that time. Where it was always fun and you were always laughing, to that time... "I only have three more months to live" Yui who just transferred to a new school in the countryside becomes Ryo’s classmate. Yui who is suffering from an illness has a "wish" that she can’t tell anyone, but Ryo wants to grant her that wish but… After death, reality hits Ryo and Yui. This is the story of the eternal promise that was made by the two of them.

9. Eien no Mae

Arisa has had a crush on classmate Nageki since the school festival, but has never spoken to him. Will she be able to strike up a conversation before they part ways at graduation?

10. Futari no Himitsu

Saijou Kiki is a model and child star and with the release of her new commercial her popularity skyrockets. At school, she harbors feelings for Takumi-kun... but somehow ends up kissing his friend Teppei?! And what's more, they've switched bodies due to some sort of old legend?!

11. Getsuyoubi Kara Kataomoi

Despite his one-sided love, a prince at school encouraged his crush to confess to her crush. But he also could not resist confessing to her. What will happen?

12. Hachimitsu ni Hatsukoi

Koharu and Nacchan are childhood friends which many of their friends thought they are a dating couple. Soon, after getting into senior high school, Koharu feels something different with Nacchan. While Koharu tries to figure out her feelings, Nacchan's already falling in love with someone else, the beautiful Saionji, but his love doesn't stop him from caring for Koharu. Does what Nacchan feel towards Saionji really be love? Why can't he let Koharu go on a blind date?

13. Hatsukoi Hakusho

A collection of one shots.

14. Hiren Trip

Miyu, an ordinary new first-year student who hopes to become a mangaka meets the schools’ class president who seems to have a hidden side to him. While being pushed around by the cool but private class president, the curtain on Miyu's stormy school life is raised.

15. Katakoi Triangle

Sekiya-san of the cultural library has an unrequited love for Yuuki-kun. The one who cares about Sekiya-san is the popular Kasai-kun, who is also Yuuki-kun's friend! And, what's this? Yuuki-kun is rooting for Kasai-kun?! It seems that everyone's feelings are one-sided... or are they?

16. Kimi ga Inakya Dame tte Itte

Nayu and Oumi are childhood friends. Without realizing it, Nayu finds she has fallen for Oumi over the years. However, just as she comes to terms with her feelings, Oumi reveals himself to be in love with the pretty Tsuzuki-san in his class. How will Nayu deal with such heartbreak?

17. Kimi o Omou Toki

What does it mean to love? Most of the time, I don't know... Falling in love with someone always ends up with a farewell. Encounters in which you can meet a kind man are very rare. For someone to tell me, "Momo-chan, I love you very much~ ♪" and to caress me with a smile... I don't understand the meaning of those things. Still, that kind of behavior gives me a warm feeling and makes my head spin.

18. Kimi to Kyun Koi, Shiyou

A collection of one shots.

19. Kobayashi ga Kawai Sugite Tsurai

The comedy starts when the cross-dressing begins! The Kobayashi twins, Mego and Mitsuru, were named after historical figures, but only Mego has grown up with a taste for history. So when Mitsuru is in danger of losing his weekends to extra history classes, he convinces his sister to swap clothes with him and ace his tests! After all, how hard can it be for them to play each other? But Mego can’t rely on just her book smarts in Mitsuru’s all-boys, delinquents’ paradise of a high school. And Mitsuru finds life as a high school girl to be much more complicated than he expected!

20. Koi dano Ai dano

After constantly transferring during middle school (Warau Kanoko-Sama), Naedoko has entered Takara No Tani High along with Tsubaki. Follow her adventures as she tries to restore the Newspaper Club's status without being noticed by the Broadcasting Club or Student Council...!

21. Koi ni Dokubari

Youthful, real love between a pure girl x sharp-tongued boy. ‘The boy I’ve had a long unrequited love for has found himself a girlfriend. On top of that, she’s my best friend. Even though I’m the one who met him and fell in love with him first. Why did he not choose me…?’ Heart-broken Aya meets Ryuu, an unpredictable, older boy. Aya gradually begins to be drawn to this sharp-tongued, but kind Ryuu. However, this love isn’t straightforward at all. “When you fall in love, you can’t keep being a ‘kind, good girl’.” Ryuu’s words pierce her heart, doesn’t disappear and is painful, but…?

22. Last Game

Yanagi is rich, smart, a girl-magnet, and always at the top of his class... well, until Kujou transferred in his primary school. She was quiet, plain, and poor, yet not once has she failed at beating Yanagi, both in academics and sports! Yanagi has made it his life goal to defeat her and thus, followed her from elementary until college over the past 10 years. Only when he decides to change the rules might he finally win. Here comes their last game!

23. Love so Life

Shiharu is a high-school student who loves kids, lives in an orphanage, and works at a daycare... Until the handsome uncle of two-year-old twins offers her a raise if she'll be their babysitter. Often relying on memories of her mother's actions for guidance, Shiharu quickly finds herself falling in love with her new makeshift family.

24. Mako to Aki-chan no Koigokoro

A collection of one shots.

25. Metallic Colors

The story of a stylish and gaudy girl who strives to win the heart of the boy she likes.

26. Nonchan to Watashi

Risa and Takumi are childhood friends, but due to a fight in the past, they stopped talking to each other. Now university students, Takumi is a famous playboy who goes out with a different girl every day, and Risa still regrets not having been able to apologize for what she did six years ago...

27. Orange

In the Spring she was 16, Takamiya Naho receives a strange, but detailed letter from herself, ten years in the future. At first she thinks the letter is a prank, but then the things written in the letter actually happen, including the new transfer student that sits next to her in class, Naruse Kakeru. The letter reads just like her diary entries, down to the same characters. It is not till two weeks later, when Kakeru shows back up at school, that Naho finishes the letter. In the letter, her 27-year-old self tells her 16-year-old self that her biggest regret is that Kakeru is no longer with them in the future, and asks her to watch him closely.

28. Propose no Okite

A high school girl becomes a wife?! And her husband is the worst man? Because she had to pay her family’s debt, she married! The husband is the son of a big Hotel company. The first time she saw him she said "You got a wife thanks to your money! You’re the worst!" "I maybe the worst", he said "but you’ll have to live all your life by my side…"

29. Saboten no Himitsu

Miku Yamada has a longtime crush on classmate Kyohei Fujioka. But no matter how many times she tries to show him how she feels, clueless Kyohei just doesn't get it. Frustrated, Miku gives up on him, only to have him start calling her "Cactus" for being prickly when he's around. Will Kyohei ever figure out Cactus's secret?

30. Shitsuren Biyoushitsu

A collection of one shots.

31. SP x Baby

A romantic comedy about a privileged man and his kickass female bodyguard. Tamaki Hasegawa misses an interview for a much-needed job in order to stop an assault on a man running for his life! The man—Kagetora Sugo, the prime minister’s nephew—then asks Tamaki to become his bodyguard. Tamaki isn’t sure she’s cut out to be a bodyguard, but Kagetora has another reason for wanting to hire her. Unbeknownst to her, they’ve met before…

32. Special A

Her whole life, Hikari Hanazono has been consumed with the desire to win against her school rival, Kei Takishima--at anything. He always comes out on top no matter what he does, and Hikari is determined to do whatever it takes to beat this guy!

33. Suki desu Suzuki-kun

Suzuki Hikaru, Hoshino Sayaka, Ito Chihiro and Suzuki Shinobu are all new students who have just entered the same middle school. Sayaka is a shy girl who secretly loves acting. Hikaru is an energetic boy who loves basketball. Incidentally, he shares the same last name with Shinobu, a popular rich boy who would be perfect if not for his rotten personality. Chihiro is Hikaru’s childhood friend and has long had a crush on him.

34. Wana Love - Wanna be the Honey Trap

Mayuko is a model. She's acting like a beauty in front of guys but in fact she's suffering of an unrequited love with the cameraman Nagumo...Will she reveal her true nature through his lens...?

35. Yoshiwara Hana Oboro

Hana is a normal teenager who goes to school normally, that is until she gets run over by a car... or did she? Suddenly, she finds herself in a weird place known as the "Red Light District"... in EDO PERIOD?! Trying to find a way to get back to her own time, she somehow gets mistaken for a prostitute and has to escape. Not expecting to be saved by a gentleman, she suddenly ends up in a geisha house.. but then she is bought by the same guy who helped her earlier?!

36. Yumemiru Taiyou

While loitering in the park, Shimana Kameko, who intended to run away from home and skipped school, meets a suspicious man in a kimono. This man, who had been locked out of his house, offers Shimana a place to stay. However, he requests she fulfill three conditions in exchange for her tenancy?!

#manga #shoujo recommendation #unrequited love #romance #ao haru ride #bambi to dhole #kobayashi ga kawai sugite tsurai #last game #love so life #orange #special a #suki desu suzuki kun #yumemiru taiyou #one shot #sherlock #shoujo manga #mangacap #mitsuki kako #wana love

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katzirra · 3 years

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Waiting for the place to give me my file list from my hand drive recovery. Made an omelet with asparagus and bacon, and gave the boys a tiny bit for being good this morning and letting me sleep in past 8:06...

Hannibal woke me up with very loudly aggressively loving face rubs which is new, and has been demanding attention all morning by soft paw grabbing and holding my hand while cooking, also new. Usually he's very independent and wants nothing to do with us.

Still concerned with his audible breathing when he's SLIGHTLY distressed, for a cat with obvious anxiety, and when he's picked up or sitting/laying weird. It's very noticeable, and I'm wondering if it has to do with his nasal bridge being a tad flat.

Trying to manifest a good mood. I'm having a big existential crisis about being alive.

Which, I'll just throw that under a cut and pair it with an apology. 🤙✨

I feel like I have no purpose or meaning. Having a lot of those "why bother/what's the point" moments about a lot of things which...the depth of those feelings isn't just apathetic like most people experience? For me it's very much a red flag, so that's been fun. Usually it's doing something as simple as doing something nice for myself, thinking why bother, and having to ARGUE with myself why it matters. Like...having to validate EVERYTHING I do these days is exhausting. Honestly, it's been a low simmer scary JUST KEEP SWIMMING the last few months. But everything I feel is too much to talk to anyone about, and it doesn't HELP me to. It's me. It's my brain. It's scary and I don't like looking the beast directly in the face when people want me to open up. My demon, my problem, trust me when I say I'm trying and that I'm sincere when I say sorry I'm not all here or present.

I'm, like torn between wanting to message my friend first to talk about shit, but I'm also refusing because I was hurt and the comment about shit being too much to read just resonates in my brain yelling "you're not worth their time and effort, you dumb bitch!" because my brain has a FIELD day with that shit. Its.... Kicking a dead horse, repeating myself anyway probably. It hasn't seemed to stick after the last year of me apologizing monthly because I'm just a shit friend who is too busy working and trying to not kill myself. Suicide ideation is a thing, and it SUCKS when it's as invasive as it is for intruding thoughts. But I'll keep apologizing because I feel guilty for not being good enough. Present enough. Engaging enough. Because maybe that time it'll stick??

They'll probably be better off without me making them feel bad because I don't put in enough effort I guess? Which also just hurts because I know online I'm standoffish these days, so I put the extra effort into being a good host I thought and I hoped that mattered. I just feel like no matter what I'm doomed to disappoint them? So I don't mean they'd be better off in a dismissive way, it's a legit...way I think. Like I'm obviously causing distress, and yelling at me won't fix it because it makes me recoil emotionally. So maybe I'm just a bad friend in reality and it is what it is. I'm sorry so many people have fucked me up about inter personal relationships?? I don't know what to do this time because that stupid fight cut me very deep in core values in myself.

It...Fucked me up. And whether that's important to them or not, or whether it has an repercussive weight, whatever. We've both been hurt by people, and been there as much as we'd let eachother. I've tried to be crazy supportive in the last bout of shit they went through. Because I love a bitch, and they matter immensely to me, and I know I suffered alone through a LOT of things like that and know it sucks. I offered my home, attention and time any time I could give it.. Being told i don't give as much as them set weird on my heart in light of that. It hurt.

Idk...And maybe I'm just some dramatic bitch or whatever I guess. Doesn't matter. I matter, my feelings matter. I'm mentally ill and I fucking bust my ass to deal with it, AND be a loving and supportive fixture in people's lives. I suck, sure. But I'm ALWAYS there for people.

I mention I'm depressed or angry at life, sure, but the layers of distress aren't...on display? It's my shit to deal with, if I bring it up, it's for benefit of people knowing why I'm withdrawn usually. I don't talk about myself much anymore because everything is too much and I just start venting. And people don't care that deeply about how fucked up my head is. Or I over share too much. Or yeah, it's a lot to read and I start babbling because the cork is off and I HURT inside just being alive anymore. I don't feel like I'm living my life for me these days. I don't feel alive. I feel stagnant. I'm biding time for SOMETHING to happen??

Yet I'm constantly apologizing to people for not being able to do basic shit, that I'm upfront about being difficult for some dumb reason. I'm always having to explain myself to people. I am in this bubble so often of feeling like I was made wrong, a mistake, missing something important.

Or that I'm a bad person. I'm too open, too closed, withdrawn, outgoing - I can never seem to get the ratio right. And its the kind of discussion I feel leans into self pity and attention grabbing but it's...something I internally struggle with every week and keep to myself.

Oh Kat, get a psychiatrist - I dont know that it would help, honestly. I know 90% of my thoughts and fears are irrational, and pointless. But I know they have valid backing in trauma that I have mostly dealt with, and am unlearning. But I also know I see through people, can identify those markers, and understand outcomes way too easy and that ALSO makes people mad. So. What the fuck is a shrink gonna do for me? My depression is a background white noise to this stuff, and it's honestly just bullshit I deal with. I'm not keen on medication, I'm sure it would help quiet my brain, but I've been dealing with this shit almost 20 years now, ita just the added drama and bullshit from people that exacerbates the emotional brain rash, for lack of a better phrasing. My issues are all behavioral and some depression and anxiety in the mix that I manage.

For all I'm told people understand ahit wrong with me, it sure is something I repeatedly get bitched at over, honestly. And I partially get it, I also find it frustrating. But I've been battling depression since I was 12/13 and learning to stop thinking certain things only since 21, and that's the harder part. I'm not the person people think I am, I wish I was anymore. That bitch died in 2011/2012. That fissure in my foundation fucked me UP. The shaking I had one or two years ago, didn't help.

To be transparently honest the whole shitstorm two weeks ago really hit some raw nerves I'm trying to deal with, and not doing well. Because the more times that nerve is hit the more I don't feel like a valuable person and that I'm wasting people's time. But the reason I'm yelled at is that I am a valuable person, and they want more of my time in a way?? I don't know what people want from me.

Waves hand dismissively - they're being sweethearts by the back door for now.

I'm in a weird place emotionally and mentally. I don't feel alive. I don't feel real. I don't feel valid or... I don't know. Nothing I say or so actually matters in my own life or experiences. I can be an amazing person with communication and intention but it doesn't matter if the other person doesn't care, it's like arguing online.

You can have a valid discussion and someone can just say "you're a fucking moron, I'm not listening to this" and you can't do anything.

I just wasted two hours organizing my thoughts qnd emotions into a post that I'll delete in a week. What a great use of my time. I'm juat exhausted.

I turn 31 tomorrow and is rather be dead lmao. I'm so tired of the weight of being alive and aware of the world and people around me. About being considerate and kind to everyone and it's never god damn enough. I bleed myself dry emotionally for everyone and run my mental battery into the ground qnd it's never enough. It's never going to BE enough. I don't want mental.break downs and emotional roller-coasters. I want friends that understand I'm scatterbrained and severely damaged and abused and I'm TRYING. I'm sorry it's never good enough.

I'm so fucking tired these days. I just want to disappear. I want to have an actual breakdown and cry

I haven't actually cried in years. I.... Mm. I feel like.im a shell. I'm so tired. I'm trying AO hard to be a good person and functional and I'm just constantly having more dished and I'm just...what is my purpose qnd point these days. I can't even make people happy.

Tomorrow I'll turn 31. It'll be like any other day. 👍✨

#kat life #ignore me

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arcadequeerz · 4 years

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Matora |Non Fandom OC|

THIS IS, the first oc I ever made, he means a lot to me, n i love him so mch c:b Matora is...sweetheart...

Matora is a 10ft tall wolf anthro looking creature. He has long, floofy black fur covering his body, it has darkish, golden colored speckle markings on it. These markings are on his forehead, under his eyes, down his muzzle, down his arms, shoulders, back, down his sides, hips, thighs and on his stomach. He has a mane of fur, its around his neck and goes onto the top of his head. The mane also goes down chest as a streak, stopping at his lower stomach. it also goes down his back stopping right at the base of his tail. The fur the manes made of is black and is quite fluffy and long, almost gives him the look of a head of long semi, curly hair? His ears are quite long and are wider then normal wolves ears. His nose on the end of his muzzle is a darkish brown with a black spot on it. His tail is pretty long and very bendable, covered in very floofy fur, the fur along the underside of his tail is longer and the fur at the tip of it is longer too. His tail has faint grey speckles that go down it. His hands are semi paw like, have five fingers on them with longish curved claws. They have paw pads on them, the paw pads are the same color as his nose. His legs are digitigraded, and have large paws n them with claws like those on his hands, and the fur on his ankles are a lil longer.

Body wise, Matora’s pretty chubby, has kind of wide set hips and biggish thighs, but still seems pretty muscular, (This is a horrible description of his Bodytype, I ho n estly can’t describe body types, so forgive me HGFDSHG d:xc

His eyes are a bright almost neon blue and his eyes glow quite brightly at night

Its quite hard to find clothes to fit his ten foot self, lucky he has a friend who makes them for him(Zeno makes em). Usually wears loose fitting kind of clothes, hoodies, sweaters, loose fitting pants. Often times he’ll keep the hoodie up over his head because people tend to be quite afraid of him ao he likes to cover his face. He’s very fond of earthy colors, like browns and dark greens. But he also loves the color yellow or light pinks. Sometimes he wears a lot of hair pins or bows in his mane.

Matora is the living embodiment of the saying “Gentle Giant”. Kind down to the core and as gentle as can be. He is very timid and often has trouble talking and interacting with others because of this. He is very quiet and doesn’t talk much. He trusts people easily, maybe a bit TOO easily, and that often leads to trouble. He’ll help anyone that needs help, no matter how big or small their problem is, he’ll help someone no matter what. Tends to be very nervous around people when he first meets them, but is kind to strangers nonetheless. EXTREMELY protective of his friends. He is very affectionate to friends and can be very sweet. If your a friend of his expect him to give you lots of hugs and always be a shoulder for you to cry on. He is generally a very sweet, and caring person to others and friends as long as they’re kind to him. When someone threatens his friends or someone he considers family he will not hesitate to “bite” back at the harasser. Sticking up for his friends is one of the only things that makes him push his timidness to the side to do. He will not take someone threatening the people he holds dear. At times Matora can seem very sad, mostly because he is, he is a very melancholy person and has much trouble dealing with depression and lots of self hatred. Most of which is centered around his appearance which hes often told looks monstrous and scary. This causes him to wish he wasn’t so big and intimidating, he wishes people could see past his appearance and get to know him, not be afraid of him. He’s happiest surrounded by his friends and hates to be alone.

He is passionate about caring for the woods he calls home, Darkwood, and is very found of animals of all kinds. His favorite animals are dogs/wolves. If he finds a sick or injured animal he’ll nurse the animal back to health and release them back into the forest. He loves to garden, he has a garden which he grows all sorts of veggies and flowers in. He also carves little figurines or statues out of wood, a lot of times their very detailed and he’ll sometimes paint them. The figurines are usually animals or flowers. He even carves some out of the crystals you can find in the caves around the woods. He also loves collecting lil trinkets he finds while wondering around the forest. Things like old jewelry, pretty rocks, or old toys. He is a very skilled hunter, doesn't use guns but instead sticks to using his claws, or his teeth to take down prey. He kills humanely and does it quickly to not prolong the animals suffering. Usually hunts small rodents, birds or deer and sometimes will eat fish from the lakes or rivers in the woods. He only kills what he needs to feed himself and no more and never kills just to kill. Hes actually able to eat raw meat, and usually prefers to eat it raw rather then cooked. He also likes eating fruits and enjoys certain veggies, but his diet mostly consists of meat. He sometimes goes out blueberry picking and strawberry picking when its berry season. Most human food makes him ill or not feel well. He is a fan of sweets though, and might eat some even if it does make him feel a bit sick later.

He has a very beautiful singing voice, sometimes while he’s alone, like walking through the woods, he’ll sing a lil tune to himself. He doesn't like to sing in front of others though. Too scared of hearing people tell him he sounds awful, which he believes he does, even though Zeno(who has caught him singing a few times) keeps telling him hes amazing at it, and very talented.

He lives in a old cabin in Darkwood at the very edge of a village/town of people. He visits it occasionally to buy groceries or things he needs. Sometimes he’ll bring what vegetables he grows to the farmers market and sells them there and also sells the lil figurines he makes there too. Most of the people in the village find him very scary, most tend to stay away from him, and some of the more Asshole people like to harass him when he comes around. He does his best to just ignore them and not let them get to him. Zeno is usually the one to tell people off and tell em to leave him alone. There are some people in the town that he does consider friends, but their far out numbered by those that dislike him.

He hates confrontation and hates fighting, even though he could Quite easily hurt someone, or kill them if he wanted to, he chooses not to. He usually lets people walk all over him and push him around, and rarely ever sticks up for himself. He’ll just sit there and take peoples abuse. He gets Very nervous and upset when people start to yell, doesn't like when people get mad because it scares him and usually leads to him believing its His fault and sometimes start crying, and apologizing even though something might not be his fault. You could Hit him, and even though he’d cry he’d still apologize like it was his fault. He basically walks on eggshells around Everyone out of fear of being yelled at or hurt.

Usually hides how he feels, keeps all his anger and frustration, and sadness all on the inside rather then talking to anyone about it, cus he doesn't like to burden people with his problems, pretends a lot of times to be happier then he really is.

He cries very easily, but doesn't like when people see him cry. Usually hides his face when he cries.

Hes able to make lots of wolf/dog like noises, and makes a low purring like sounds when happy. He also makes squeak like noises, hisses, growls and snarls as well. And he can howl too.

He loves to be pet, even though hes nervous/shy to admit it, favorite spot is his ears, having his cheeks pet and sometimes even belly pets(only allows people he loves/are his SO to give him belly pets though, hes very shy about it though)

Often wraps his tail around himself to keep himself arm, likes to have it wrap around his waist. Wags it really fast when happy or excited. When scared the fue on his tail puffs up big. He also likes wrapping his tail around people hes very close to/loves.

When angry, the fur along his back bristles/stands up. Usually growls/hisses/snarls and bares his teeth if angry.

His sense of hearing and smell is very good, and he can see very well in the dark.

He gets flustered very easily and not good at taking compliments. Often doesn't know how to respond and blushes very easily. When blushing the markings on his muzzle and under his eyes will turn pink. Hides his face in his tail when flustered.

Hes a very cuddly person, and if you were his SO expect him like to cuddle with you, and hug on you, and wrap his tail around you. Hes very affectionate and just super cuddly.

Matora stutters sometimes when he talks, hes very self-conscious about it, and when nervous/scared/upset his stuttering gets worse.

Matora’s genderflux and his pronouns are he/him sometimes they/them and she/her and hes pansexual!

#Cade's Characterz #long post #SHE'S A SWEETHEART. u wul all look atmy goodest lad #i havnt...rlly formulated a good backstory for him d:x #idk why buyt hes SUPER HARD for me to com up weith something d:(#nothing ever fits them n idk why d:(((#i hav som art of him too d:3c #i wil post in a moment!

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bitchydragondoodle · 5 years

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FIC RECS FOR SPIRK

Wow this took a year of my life I did this for you spirk lovers....btw all of these are on AO3 and are mature/explicit, ill get the fluffy ones later...if I missed anything like warnings or writer names, reblog and let me know. I’ll find it!

P.S: Yo don’t get on my ass for the lack of title capitalization my thumbs hurt

This deadly innocence by LeslieFish

replica by Jane Jones (Warning: Rape/Noncon)

linked by sunshine_captain

yours, always by Gimmemore

indulgent by sunshine_captain

do not go gentle into that good night by peroxideblonde (WARNING: Rape/Noncon)

fantasies by CatalenaMara

what we dont talk about by StealthKaiju

as you are by orphan_account

taste by orphan_account

finally in the palms of your hands by billiethepoet

Shore Leave by callusedsilk

cold planet by ZhoraKys

work in progress by JennaSinclair

just another quiet evening on the enterprise by JennaSinclair

shall we? by JennaSinclair

my husband attend by mightymads

freely given by JennaSinclair

Slowly by PixieDust291 (with art by @reapersun)

wishful thinking by falsepremise

that of which we do not speak by ladykardasi

christmas gift or blue seduction by ladykardasi

ardor by ThereBeWhalesHere

the joys of shore leave by falsepremise

on another world with you by Lily_Specter

bitter dregs by kinklock

relieved of command by Raven_Knight

when the stars align by pensively

take my hand (my whole life too) by pastmydancingdays

papalla juice and vodka by SnapeInDrag

freezing in santas beard by BlackbirdSong

blame the wind by Elise_Madrid

vulcans dont sing the blues by linda92595

the wrong questions by objectlesson

christmas cards by BlackbirdSong

check mate by awarrington

christmas in riverside by awarrington

shakedown cruise by Rhaegal

balance by awarrington

breaking tradition by Raven_Knight

brief encounter by awarrington

the kiss by awarrington

with others hands by jat_sapphire

a trail of mint by BlackbirdSong

still amok by jat_sapphire

after altair by SnapeInDrag

what you love by irrelevant

each to their own by simoneallen

a strange new world by simoneallen

the friend by simoneallen

surrender by killabeez

turning point by killabeez

if symptoms persist by billiethepoet

rhythm by sunshine_captain

midnight fantasies by Alwayschangingforever

Second thoughts by Elise_Madrid

Heated consummation tos and oms by Gimmemore

Paper tigers by ThereBeWhalesHere

Tatted by nepas

Cracking the ice by BlackbirdSong

A souvenir from Vulcan by NightOwl1

A mystic bond of brotherhood by bittenfeld

Triune by bittenfeld

Token by bittenfeld

Where my demons hide by IvanW (WARNING: all the heavy stuff; i.e Rape/Noncon, abuse, violence, all that Jazz. It’s AOS, what do you expect?)

First comes the baby carriage by minakaye

A Christmas story by Elise_Madrid

Trial run by Elise_Madrid

Betwixt man and angell by Elise_Madrid

Tesmur to prosper by SineadRivka

Wilderness were paradise enow by belmanoir

The time of mating by belmanoir

Shelter by Foresmutters_Archivist

Poses by Foresmutters_Archivist

The mistletoe shuffle by hafital

The bonding contingent by Bats

Emotions by LadyRa

The waterfall dance by Bats

Valens by Trista_zevkia

The flare up by Elfqueen1955 (also has art in fic)

De profundis by Rhaegal

The peace of the wild things by Jaylee

United by Arwen88

Soft by sunshine_captain

Warrior by tooberjoober

It’s for a good cause by fiveainley_ohmy

Kuvor tor pa’ludar by burning_spirit

His set axis by quiettewandering (WARNING: Torture/Graphic violence)

Mission impossible by idreamtofreality

Ablutions by sb_essebi

fulfillment by sunshine_captain

my love he keeps me warm by fiveainley_ohmy

icebreakers by tooberjoober

the thousandth man by Ophelia_j

Asking for the moon by Elise_Madrid

Sharing the sunlight by JennaSinclair

Primal scream by JennaSinclair

Double trouble by JennaSinclair

Hearts delight by JennaSinclair

Parallel courses by JennaSinclair

helping hands by black_tea

Master and commander by AconitumNapellus

Galactic ring by burning_spirit

Let me help by tooberjoober

These hands of mine by Gimmemore (WARNING: Rape/Noncon)

Stay with me by nepas

dig it in there Mister Spock by fiveainley_ohmy

Experimentation by AconitumNapellus

The Consequences of Dream Sharing by Anonymous

Perched in the Soul by Betazoa

Forever in your arms by Gimmemore

#spirk #fic recs #I DID IT FOR YOU GUYS BECAUSE THESE ARE MY FAVS

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la-appel-du-vide · 5 years

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THAILAND 2019 - Day Fifteen {Krabi}

We finally got up around 10:45 AM. My stomach was feeling a lot better, but I was still really worried that things might change once we set out on the tour. But, once again, Beach and I don’t let much keep us down, so I sucked it up and got ready for the day, praying my body would hold itself together. We had a seven-island sunset cruise planned, and I didn’t want to miss it.

We were instructed via email to wait for our driver to pick us up in the hotel lobby at noon. We got down there at 11:50, and then we waited. And waited…and waited… and waited some more. Soon it got to be 12:50, with no driver at our hotel, and no response to the messages that I was sending them. I decided I’d better just call them, because it was our last full day in Krabi and we didn’t want to miss out on our final trip out to the islands. The lady was really hard to understand, and I wasn’t 100% sure that she’d really understood what I was saying, and soon she hung up. I had no idea what to think. She called back a few minutes later, and said that we had put the wrong hotel location (there was one in Ao Nang as well as the one we were at in Krabi Town) and that she’d send the driver to get us now. I double-checked our tour confirmation, because I was sure I’d put the right location on the request, and I had. They had obviously either made a mistake or just forgotten about us all together. So that’s annoying.

The driver finally showed up around 1:15. An hour and 15 minutes late. I wasn’t sure how we couldn’t have missed the majority of the tour already, but we went with it.

He drove us to a pier near Ao Nang, and we were rushed into the tour office to register and pick out our snorkel masks, and then we hopped in a little tuk tuk and got driven down the pier to the waiting boat and tour group. We were there just in time (though I’m really still not convinced we were with the correct tour group, because there were wayyyy too many of us for one group – my theory is our original group had already left so they just stuck us on the next boat even though it was overcrowded), and we got on the long-tail boat to start our tour.

Though the long-tail boat was much slower and so much more cramped than our speed boats on the other tours, it felt authentic to be cruising from island to island on one. I really felt like I was living out WindWaker as Link, going from island to island on my little boat haha. And like I’ve said before, I really enjoy the smell of these boats!

Our tour guide was nearly impossible to understand, and much less helpful than Mr. Boy on our other tours. He tried to give us some information about the day, but we had no idea what he was saying. So the majority of the time, we had no idea what was going on or what to expect.

We eventually got to our first stop of the day ________ island. We all piled out, and had 30 minutes of free time. (This problem of being too rushed never ended on our tours.) We walked toward the shade, and to see if we could find smoothies. We couldn’t, but we did find some Thai pancakes. Beach ordered some for us, and I ate mine (bad idea…). It wasn’t as good as the first one we had for some reason, but it was fine.

That was basically all the time we had on that island, so we walked through the lovely sand back to the boat. Then we drove past Chicken Island, which as you can imagine is an island that looks like a chicken hahaha. We got to look at the silhouette of it from the boat, and then we were taken to the other side of it to do some snorkeling. We met up with a large house-boat from our same tour company, and docked alongside them. We were allowed to climb up their boat and jump off from the diving boards if we wanted. My stomach was so not up for that, but Beach went for it. I took our life-jackets and snorkel gear and was going to wait for her in the water below, and that’s when I somehow lost her snorkel mask. BRILLANT, go me. At least it was only 1,000 Baht, which works out to like $32 or something. (The conversion rate is difficult haha, it works out to like 30 Baht per USD, but we’ve done a lot of math/converting this trip).

When she jumped down, we ended up having to just share the snorkel mask since I’m the worst. There were some fish, but not nearly as many as we’d seen on that second tour, when we were just swarmed by them. We enjoyed the water though.

After snorkel time was up, we went to the next island, Koh Poda. This island was surprisingly calm and quiet, and not as full of tourists as some had been. We decided it would be great to just go lay out on the beach. Once again, my stomach started having issues. Soon it was clear I would throw up again, so I ran once more to the ocean. There were less people around to see, but it still sucked. I shouldn’t have eaten the pancake. Not a good idea to start with a food so greasy and sugary after you’ve been sick. I did it to myself.

Then we laid some more, and it was actually really nice. So relaxing with the sun beaming down on you, drying you off, and the sound of the waves crashing in the background. Other than the illness, it was a perfect hour.

Then we stopped by one more island, and I couldn’t for the life of me tell you which one it was. Our tour guide was impossible hahaha. But we got out and snorkeled/swam one more time there, but nothing overwhelmingly impressive.

Next, they told us we were going to Railay Beach for dinner. When we got there, we knew it wasn’t Railay Beach because we’d been there ourselves already. It was close-by, but definitely the other side of the island. My stomach was still extremely upset, so I decided to just wait out dinner. I laid my towel down not too far from the boat, turned on some relaxing music, and just hoped and waited that my stomach would settle. Beach went to dinner, and brought me back a Sprite, which I sipped on a little from time to time. After about 45 minutes, I was starting to feel better again, just in time to really enjoy one last gorgeous sunset over the ocean. It was so beautiful.

Finally, we had one more stop to make – night snorkeling with bioluminescent plankton! I didn’t know what to expect, exactly. We pulled into a little bay of an island, and the tour guide turned out all our boat lights, and poured a bucket of water onto the boat floor. For just a few fleeting seconds, you could see all the flickers of light from the plankton. He did it again, and this time, knowing what to expect, I saw even more!

Then we got the opportunity to get in and snorkel with them. I was amazed at how few people got in to do it. I was ill af, and I still was not about to miss something as cool as this! We jumped in the water, and waited for him to turn all the lights off so we could see them. As soon as he did, and we started moving around, we were surrounded by sparkling specks of light everywhere we looked. It was unreal! We still only had one snorkel mask, so we had to take turns, but even without it, you could see them surrounding you in the water.

When I got my turns to wear the mask, I felt like I was swimming through stars. It was surreal, and such a unique, unforgettable experience. This portion of our tour really made the entire thing worth it.

I only wished we’d had a bit more time. All too soon the guide was calling us back into the boat to return to the dock.

When we got back to the pier, he told us we had a surprise fire show to go to! That was exciting, because we had no idea that would be part of it. We checked back in at the office, and I paid for the snorkel mask, and then we went over to get seats at the show.

We had to wait about 20 minutes, but then a guy came out to perform. It was like the typical Tongan/Hawaiian fire show, where he spun around all sticks lit on fire, and then the two ropes with fire balls on the ends. He had some pump up music playing in the background, and it was a fun time.

Afterwards, we were put into various trucks for the ride home. We were hungry, especially since I’d thrown up everything I’d ever eaten the past couple of days, but it was so late by the time we got back to the hotel that trying to get a taxi would be impossible. So instead, we ended up walking down the street to a little supermarket we’d passed on our drive, and buying quite a weird selection of things hahaha. We bought two boxes of Corn Flakes, two dog bowls and 100 plastic spoons to eat them with, milk of course, a watermelon, knife, and cutting board, candy, cookies, and Beach bought a cup of noodles. (Also a fun fact to note – Beach broke her flip flop at the end of our tour, so she did this entire walk and shopping trip barefoot hahaha). I can’t imagine what the employees thought of us.

We walked home and went to town on our food. Unfortunately, the candy/cookies weren’t great, the milk for the Corn Flakes ruined them, and Beach only sort of liked her cup of noodles. The watermelon, though, was delightful. Just what I needed.

Then we proceeded to shower, and pack, repack, and pack again.

So story-time: Originally, we were supposed to fly to Bangkok tomorrow night, and get there about two hours before our flight home took off. It had worked out perfectly, and would have given us one more day down south. About a week into our trip, we were notified by the airline (VietJet) that our flight time had been bumped a couple of hours due to scheduling issues. Well… that meant we would miss our flight home. So we tried to email them for help changing it, but got absolutely nothing from them. Their email account is either being answered by a robot, or they don’t understand what we are asking. So we ended up having to rebook a new flight from Krabi to Bangkok, and the only other available time was 9 AM. So now we’ll have an extra day in Bangkok that we weren’t planning on, and one day less in Krabi. We plan to try to talk to VietJet tomorrow and see if they will refund the money we had to spend to change flights, since they’re the ones that changed the flight. I don’t imagine it will go that well, because even talking to American customer service agents makes me crazy, and at least they understand what I’m saying. But we’ll give it a try!

Despite my sickness, it was still a great last day in beautiful southern Thailand.

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fanfoolishness · 6 years

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a scattering of stars (AoS)

Agents of SHIELD, 2240 words. Jemma and Daisy talk about what the future holds. Full spoilers for 5x22. FitzSimmons, angst, and a little bit of hope.

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Sleep does not come easily in space.

Jemma hadn’t given it much thought before they left. How many years of her life has she spent now in underground bunkers, in windowless laboratories, lost beneath the moons of Maveth? If anything, she thought she would have been used to the lack of a circadian rhythm.

But raw space is a different beast, with a cruel and beautiful scattering of stars against the deepening dark, and the void presses on her. So she paces instead of sleeps, a tight and steady circuit about the Zephyr. Something about the quiet soothes.

Fitz’s ring fits passably around her middle finger; it is not loose enough to slip. She worries it, spinning it so it clinks against her own as she walks. Soft steps on the deck, the faint tinking sound of metal on metal. In the endless dark she is aware of the plane -- no, ship now -- humming around her, aware of how thin the barrier is between her beating heart and the absolute vacuum of space. She spins the ring round and round.

In the end, it had been Daisy who had brought him home to her. Daisy, shaky on her feet, face flushed with the effects of the serum, her eyes swimming with tears; she had been the one to raise the rubble with a gesture and keep the ship from collapsing around them. Even after everything, she pulled him free for Mack to carry, and she held Jemma as she sobbed.

And yet it was not the end.

Jemma finds herself in the cramped galley. She rummages through the cupboard, reaching for the Twining’s English Breakfast tea she has kept stocked on every S.H.I.E.L.D. vessel since the Bus. Her watch tells her it is three in the morning, Lighthouse time, but her mind tells her it doesn’t matter. She’ll take the tea and never mind the caffeine.

The water boils quickly in the electric kettle Fitz installed ages back. It is such a tiny thing compared with the scope of his genius and abilities, but it is something she appreciates with every use. The scent of sharp black tea cuts through the metallic air, a breath of home.

“Morning,” says a tired voice behind her. “You sharing?”

Jemma smiles. “Of course, Daisy. Though I thought you preferred coffee.” She pulls another metal mug down from the cupboard and makes a second cuppa. She turns to face the other woman, wondering if she has slept at all.

“Coffee’s good, but every once in a while I’ll go for tea. It smells pretty good.” She sighs. “Besides, you put enough sugar in something, it’s going to taste all right.”

Jemma chuckles. She’ll never quite get over American sensibilities regarding tea and sugar. “True enough, I suppose. Are you having trouble sleeping as well?”

“Yeah. I can’t seem to figure out when I should be sleeping, or when I should be awake. And I keep thinking about Coulson.” She shakes her head. “But I know May will take care of him.”

“Maybe he’ll have more time. Maybe I was wrong,” says Jemma. She says it without conviction. She knows her exam findings backwards and forwards, much as it tears at her.

“I don’t think you were.” Daisy lets out a long, shuddering breath. “But this is what he wanted, right? I’m starting to accept it, though some days are better than others.” She manages a dry laugh. “Of course, it’s hard to tell what’s day and night here. Space is weird, right?”

Daisy’s normally sleek hair is rumpled, and there are shadows beneath her eyes. She rubs at the side of her head and Jemma flinches, remembering Daisy’s neck slicked with blood, the scalpel in Fitz’s hand.

She blinks the image away, realizing that Daisy has kept talking. “Kind of cool at first, but… weird. I thought I got used to it in the future, but nope.”

Jemma nods. “I was just thinking that. We’ve never exactly kept regular hours, but this is something different altogether, isn’t it? New territory, at least for the human race.”

Daisy looks thoughtful, reaching for her mug of tea. She swirls the teabag, and Jemma remembers to remove her own. She’s let it go too long and it’s going to be overbitter now. She rummages in one of the drawers for sugar.

“I wonder if the Kree brought many Inhumans into space,” Daisy muses. “After all the crazy shit we’ve seen, I still have the feeling sometimes that we’re only scratching the surface.”

“You’re telling me,” says Jemma. “Aliens, space, time travel… it all gets a bit overwhelming, doesn’t it?”

“I knew joining S.H.I.E.L.D. was going to be an adventure, but no one ever mentioned any of this stuff in the orientation packet.”

“You only got an orientation packet? We had twelve different binders we had to go through at the Academy,” says Jemma. “Of course, I thought it was all fascinating, so I didn’t mind the reading or the exams at the end. Somehow they still failed to mention time travel, though.”

“That’s the bureaucracy for you.” Daisy tosses her teabag into the trash, and gratefully takes a handful of sugar packets Jemma offers. “Any of those little creamer things in there?”

“I’m afraid not.”

“Oh well. Sugar it is,” she says, and promptly adds four packets. She picks up her mug and nods to the table. “Want some company?”

“Any time,” says Jemma. She and Daisy sit down, their mugs clinking against the slick surface. For a moment they are silent, and the thrum of the Zephyr pulses at the edge of their hearing.

Daisy shifts in her chair, her mouth quirking into a frown. “So… how are you, really?”

Jemma stares into her tea. The rich, reddish-brown liquid glistens beneath the overhead lights, and she watches the steam uncurl, trying to find the words. “We’re going to find him,” she tries. There. A good brave face. Mum would be proud.

Daisy raises a skeptical eyebrow. “But it -- it still happened. You don’t have to pretend that it’s fine, you know.”

What does one say to that? She’s fine.

Though admittedly she hadn’t been fine that day. His face had looked so peaceful again, dirty and blood-stained, his hair rumpled and dusty. He hadn’t looked calm like that in such a long, long time. Even when he’d slept she’d seen it there, the illness, the worry, in his face. So she drank in his calm expression and brushed his hair back from his forehead. Dust and blood stuck to her fingertips; she kissed him and closed his sightless eyes. She told him, over and over, that she loved him.

But she’s fine. Of course she’s fine.

Yes, something happened, and yes, it’s terrible, but the universe is giving them an out. This is not the end. For once the universe is on their side, isn’t it? Fitz is still out there, still loved, still loving, determined to find her -- only she is going to find him first. And when she does --

Her eyes burn. She’s crying again. “Damn it,” she mutters. “Sorry.”

“Hey,” says Daisy, her eyes tired but kind. “Don’t do that. You don’t have to pretend.”

“Don’t I?” Jemma hisses. “Fitz died, and I wasn’t even there. We broke our rule, after we promised each other!” She scrubs at her eyes with the back of her hand, keeping her gaze on the table. She can’t bear to look at Daisy, not like this. “I was so worried for the civilians. I wanted to help them, I wanted to make sure they were safe. I forgot him.”

Daisy reaches out a cautious hand to touch her shoulder, but Jemma recoils, Daisy’s words ringing in her head. I will never forgive you for this.

“How you must hate us both,” she whispers. “I shouldn’t even be bothering you with this. I’m so sorry, Daisy, for what he did to you. I know it saved us, but how it must have felt --”

The table trembles, just slightly. Daisy is pale, clenching her fists. “Sometimes it gets away from me,” she says. “Ever since the serum. I’m still figuring out how to adjust…” The table calms, stills. She swallows. “That’s what I hate about everything. He was right, in the end, but to wake up like that and see my friend hurting me… I don’t think I’ll ever forget the way his face looked. Like the Doctor. Except real.”

Jemma cautiously takes a drink of tea. It’s hot, it scalds, but it’s better than the taste of salt on her lips. She takes a deep breath.

“I was horrified at what he was doing. But I told myself the science made sense,” says Jemma, trying to regain some measure of control. She spins the ring around her middle finger. Deke had chosen well. Tink. Tink. “And I let that blind me to how you felt.”

Daisy nods stiffly, taking a drink of her own tea. She makes a face, presumably from the absence of milk, and sets the mug down. “Neither of you would listen to me. You took his side. I understand now that he was -- he wasn’t himself. But I don’t know if you’ll ever understand how much that hurt, that neither of you could apologize,” she says. Daisy takes another drink of tea, her hands white-knuckled on the mug.

She should have said it ages ago. But she had been so frightened about Fitz, so worried about his mental state, and she’d gone and let Daisy think she was alone. “I know, Daisy. I’m sorry. I was wrong.”

“Thanks,” says Daisy flatly.

The word hangs between them, heavy in its normalcy. They drink their tea.

The silence stretches until Jemma can no longer bear it. The words begin to come more easily, words that she had scarcely even let herself name in her own mind. They spill from her mouth in a terrible truth.

“It’s not an excuse, but he’s sick. Was sick. Is sick.” She folds her hands in her lap, bowing her head. “He’s never fully recovered from what Ward did to him. I knew better as a doctor. Brain injuries… they can last a lifetime.”

“Nobody blames him for that, Simmons, I promise --”

She ignores Daisy’s protests. She has to explain. “I told myself he’d gotten so much better, and he had, Daisy, truly he had! But the Framework took so much of his progress, between the trauma of the life he lived there and the physical toll the machine connection took on his brain. He let me check him in the Lighthouse after the -- the incident, and his scans, the damage they showed -- He’d broken by the end, you see.” The words come out half-gulped between sobs, and she knows she’s losing control, but she doesn’t care, not anymore. “Thank you for bringing him home. Seeing him like that, it was the first time I’d seen him peaceful in so long, Daisy. I will always be grateful to you for that.”

Her voice fades, a tremulous, miserable sound. “I know he gets another chance, we get another chance through some miracle of time and science and the mysterious universe, but…”

Daisy finishes the sentence for her. “Even when we find him, he’s still sick, isn’t he?”

She drinks her tea, and it is nothing but bitter dregs. Her breaths slow back to normal, the tears drying on her cheeks in the cold recycled air. “Yes,” says Jemma thickly. “I love Fitz more than anything in this world, or beyond it, for that matter. I will never stop loving him. But he might never be the man he was before this all happened.”

Daisy reaches out, and this time, Jemma does not pull back. Daisy’s hand is warm and strong, gripping her own. Jemma squeezes, hard.

“I miss him too,” Daisy says quietly. “I miss my friend, the person he was before the Framework, and the Doctor, and the end of the world. And if there’s a chance to help him, to keep him from breaking again… I want to help you both.”

“Even after everything?” Jemma asks in disbelief. Hope flares within her, a feeling that’s too long been mixed with guilt and fear. But here with the scent of tea in the air and Daisy’s hand taking her own, hope feels truer than it has in months.

“After what we’ve been through,what we’ve seen, I don’t want to give up on anyone,” says Daisy. “Coulson wouldn’t. I won’t, either.” She manages a grin, though her eyes are too bright.

“Do you really think it’s going to be all right?” asks Jemma. She holds out her other hand, and Daisy takes it, their fingers interlacing. It’s startling, how such a simple touch can feel so heartening.

“I think we’ll keep fighting,” says Daisy. “Together.”

The Zephyr breathes around them, its song a powerful, steady melody. Jemma thinks of the scattered stars beyond its hull and what they hold.

She imagines the man she loves waiting for her, and she does not know if his sleeping face shows peace, or fear. There will be struggle, that much she knows, for even as the universe gives, it takes. That has always been true.

But she looks into Daisy’s eyes and she sees friendship. Family. Even after everything.

“Together,” says Jemma. “I quite like that idea.”

#fitzsimmons #agents of shield #aos #agents of s.h.i.e.l.d.#daisy johnson #jemma simmons #aos spoilers #spoilers #agents of shield spoilers #angst

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brooklynislandgirl · 6 years

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mun name: Turtle {or ya know, D also works} ooc contact: Inbox, IMs, if we’re mutuals and you really want to chat ask for my Discord and/or Skype

Who the heck is my muse anyway? Elizabeth Riley is a nurse. Nothing special, nothing unusual on the surface. Scratch deep enough and you’ll find a woman of uncanny ability. Mage, mutant, witch. There are many names for her kind, but she tries to keep her abilities the best kept secret outside of where Jimmy Hoffa is buried. She is also the sister of Sam ‘Falcon’ Wilson’s former wingman, Andrew Riley.

She exists quietly in the shadow of people much more exotic than herself, that quiet voice of calm in the dead of night, the hand that holds someone else’s and gets them through.

Points of interest:

Beth is...soft. She is sweet. She is gentle. She treats everyone like a long lost friend and has an uncanny knack for understanding what a person needs on a soul deep level. She’s quick to laugh and offer succor. She’s far smarter than she lets on but has never once judged someone for any reason. She’s well off, could live off family money if she chose to, but is a hard worker. She has nerves of steel and doesn’t frighten easy. She’s lived many lives across innumerable centuries. Never quite the same, she’s always been small and delicate and dusky. The only thing she’s retained in all of her incarnations are her eyes, those wide and lovely pools of green with a hint of a honey gold to them. Whether a powered individual or not, and across her verses, one thing that remains a constant is Beth has Auditory Processing Disorder, a learning disability. Also known as Central Auditory Processing Disorder, individuals with Auditory Processing Disorder (APD) do not recognize subtle differences between sounds in words, even when the sounds are loud and clear enough to be heard. They can also find it difficult to tell where sounds are coming from, to make sense of the order of sounds, or to block out competing background noises. Symptoms include: difficulty processing and remembering language-related tasks but may have no trouble interpreting or recalling non-verbal environmental sounds, music, etc. May process thoughts and ideas slowly and have difficulty explaining them. Misspells and mispronounces similar-sounding words or omits syllables; confuses similar-sounding words (celery/salary; belt/built; three/free; jab/job; bash/batch) May be confused by figurative language (metaphor, similes) or misunderstand puns and jokes; interprets words too literally. Often is distracted by background sounds/noises. Finds it difficult to stay focused on or remember a verbal presentation or lecture. May misinterpret or have difficulty remembering oral directions; difficulty following directions in a series. Has difficulty comprehending complex sentence structure or rapid speech “Ignores” people, especially if engrossed Says “What?” a lot, even when she has heard much of what was said.

She’s also a terrible cook and can scorch water.

The most terrifying thing about Beth...is...you see that shadow there? Just a few feet to her left? Darker and colder than the rest? That feels like the chill of the early grave and robs you of your breath just thinking about? Yes, that one. If you look close enough, you’ll see the outline of a man. Tall and predatory. A lethal grace. If you’re lucky, that is all you’ll ever see. If you’re unlucky, you’ll come to find out his woman is NOT your playtoy, and he’ll teach you the error of your ways.

What they’ve been up to recently:

Saving the world, one soul at a time.

Where to find them:

Mostly in New York: In Manhattan {WoD/Main verse}: Saint Vincent’s where she works regular hours and on call. {Defenders} In Hell’s Kitchen: She, along with her partner, an EMT who is also gifted, she runs a free clinic. No questions asked. ~Various AUs~ {Legend} London: A small pub in the East End called The Sole Trader, as owned by Mr. Ronnie Kray. {shifts across various eras...from the 1940s through Modern day, but she’s rarely found beyond Ron’s company} {Xmen} A supporter, believer and general trash-panda of Magneto, Beth wants nothing more but to live in a world where she doesn’t have to fear people because she’s a gifted individual. {MI-5/Spooks} The Hospital of Saints John and Elizabeth {which she finds funny}. {Hawaii-50} Beth’s life took a turn unexpectedly in which she gave up her career in medicine for one in law enforcement, in which she became a rookie under Danny Williams in New Jersey. They were partnered for many years before he took a transfer to be with his daughter, and beth eventually followed in his footsteps, finally returning ‘home’ to Oahu. She currently is an officer with HPD and likes to surf on the weekends. {Agents of Shield} Beth became a SHIELD asset and medic for various teams under the watchful eye of “Uncle” Phil Coulson. Her supervisor, Vivian Harrison isn’t quite sure she’s cut out for the job and there’s often conflict because of her...peculiarities. {Stranger Things} Beth’s father and brother have recently come to rescue/employ of Hawkins Laboratory, leaving the neglected teen-age girl to pretty much raise herself. {Supernatural} A good and decent witch who lives in the hills of Appalachia. She might be dirt poor and illiterate but has a heart of gold. {Peaky Blinders} Set in the 1940s, Beth is a little Romani woman poised to set the world on fire. {The Stepney Mob} The whisper of witch or avenging ghost is quickly hushed in the confines of the Blind Pig and maybe only Davy Lloyd knows the truth {always up for new AUs or places for her to be!}

Current plans:

Doing her job, saving people when he allows her to. Hopefully, saving him from himself.

Desired interactions:

She’s the avenging angel of the down-trodden and ill-spirited, and will patch anyone up for any reason. She is currently also the head of the James Buchanan Barnes protection detail and will kill a bitch for looking at him cross-wise. She’s usually quite reasonable when it comes to playing well with others and can in fact bend over backwards to accommodate rp.

{I’d kill to have a Phil Coulson or other AoS character to play with, I’d love to have a Frank Castle, and I just really wanna make new friends and murder them. With feels. Because murder is wrong. >.>}

Offered interactions:

See all of the above. If questions remain, feel free to msg Turtlemun and we’ll work something out.

Anything else? I like grapes. I drink coffee. I know too many things. A particular note: @brooklynislandgirl is Beth’s blog and my main rp ground. Super-selectively there is a blog for Andrew Riley {her brother and Sam Wilson’s former wingman} which I might share if you ask nicely but keep in mind has to be very canon divergent. Beth also comes with a host of npcs which currently consist of: Ian Barrie of the Firm {Legend} Chauffer/Knife-Wielding Scot/Confident and Loyal to Ron Kray Dmitri Woźniak: Black Market Dealer/Conspiracy Theorist Quothe Ravenchenko: Were-raven and general bane of your existance, what doesn’t say the N word, and will absolutely get whatever you need, whenever you need in one scene change or less. Father Vincent Dafaux: Catholic Priest and Celestial Chorus Mage, nominal leader of the Latch Key Saints cabal. He runs numerous safe houses, keeps his church and rectory open at all hours, and supplies a daily Soup Kitchen and Tent City in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn. Lucien “Luc” Toussaint: A med-school drop out and current EMT with the FDNY out of Bed-Stuy. Originally from Tangipahoa Parrish, Louisianna.

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firemedicdiaz · 6 years

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1250 Follower Celebration

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I’ve reached 1250 followers!

When I first started this blog, I never dreamed of having 100, let alone 1250 of you! Now that you’re here, though, I’m incredibly grateful for all of your patronage, for your support, your encouragement, your likes, reblogs, conversations, asks, and friendship. I haven’t had the chance to talk to most of you one on one or directly, but I would love to get to know as many of you as possible, and my ask box and messages are always open, so come by and say hi!

I want to thank you all for being here, for bearing with me, for all of your input and kindness, and for being the amazing, awesome, fantastic people that you are! You guys enrich my life so much, and so I’m doing a little something to give back for all of your love!

Follow the cut for details!

This celebration is all about hurt/comfort!

Now, seeing as this is a follower celebration, you must be following me to partake. I will not be taking Anon requests just in the interest of fairness. If you’re shy, please know that I’m very open and approachable, so don’t be afraid to request something even if we’ve never talked before! If you want to remain anonymous when your request is filled, please just say so in the ask and I will refrain from tagging you/publicly answering your ask!

Without further ado, on to the celebration!

What I need from you if you’d like to request a ficlet:

Choose any pairing or reader insert from the Star Trek AOS fandom.

Choose either one trope, one dialogue prompt, or one of each from the list below.

Send them to me in an ask.

I cannot stress the last part enough. If you reblog with a request, send a DM, or reply to a post, chances are I won’t notice it and it’ll get lost. Asks are the easiest way for me to keep track of requests, so please use those! My ask link is right here for convenience and ease of access.

Note - in the interest of not having to write the same prompt multiple times, I would like to keep requests unique. As such, if a prompt has been crossed out/claimed, please choose another. If I haven’t had the chance to update the list here yet when I get your ask, I will inform you by DM that a selected prompt was already requested and ask if you would like to exchange it.

Finally, I will be taking 10 requests for this celebration.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask!!!

Prompts

Tropes

Animal attack.

Alien attack. (Jim Kirk for @janeykath318)

Kidnapping.

Vehicular accident.

Illness.

Injury. (McKirk for @pandigirl19)

Near drowning.

Near freezing.

Electrocution/lightning strike. (Scotty for @cura-posterior)

Lost/stranded.

Fall from a height.

Natural disaster. (Leonard McCoy for @starshiphufflebadger)

Emotional pain. (Leonard McCoy for @haveyouseenmymind)

Hostage situation. (Leonard McCoy for @bkwrm523)

Interrogation. (Jim Kirk for @elaine-spades)

Torture. (McKirk for @auduna-druitt)

Fight.

Phobia.

Altruism.

Darkness.

Dialogue Prompts

“You’re very quiet; is everything okay?”

“Am I going to be okay?” (Leonard McCoy for @haveyouseenmymind)

“My/Your heart is racing.” (Jim Kirk for @wickedsingularity)

“You’re burning up.”

“How long has it been since you slept?” (Leonard McCoy for @musikat18)

“Please don’t leave me alone.”

“Hey. Just look at me – breathe.” (McKirk for @pandigirl19)

“Take my hand. You’re going to be fine.” (Leonard McCoy for @starshiphufflebadger)

“Stop telling me you’re okay.”

“Don’t touch me!”

“What’s the last thing you remember?”

“I promise not to hurt you.”

“I’ve noticed that you haven’t been eating lately.”

“I can’t, it hurts!”

“I know it hurts, but it’ll be over soon.”

“Can’t you just give me/them something for the pain?” (McKirk for @auduna-druitt)

“You can do this; you’re the strongest person I know.” (Leonard McCoy for @star-trekkin-across-theuniverse)

“Please, just let me help you.”

“You’re going to have to trust me.” (Leonard McCoy for @bkwrm523)

“It’ll all be over soon.” (Scotty for @cura-posterior)

#milestone #1250 followers

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Words 11/20/17

Today’s words are from Black Butler volumes 21+22, with a splash of No.6 novel volume 1. I’ve finished four volumes of manga in the past four days, that’s pretty exciting! (Also you can tell I have no social life right now)

from No.6 (the novels), volume 1

仰向け　あおむけ　face up Kinda interesting that the ‘ao’ kanji just means ‘face up’, when it sounds like 青, like looking up at the blue sky.

目がける　めがける　to aim at (Shion threw a pillow(?) at Nezumi)

仇　あだ foe, enemy, rival, resentment, grudge, harm, injury In context it was used as ‘this characteristic had turned into a weakness/con’ Looks a little like 尼 (あま）... or maybe not, just kidding.

敬遠　けいえん pretending to respect someone while in fact staying distant, keeping at arms length, giving a wide berth What a useful word.

必需品　ひつじゅひん　necessities, necessary article (Having a) bicycle was a necessity for Shion.

from Black Butler volumes 21+22

倅　せがれ　son (humble language); punk, brat Ciel’s dad’s kouhai was using this term for Ciel to his face, and the interesting combination of humble but disparaging language was readily apparent.

淑やか　しとやか　graceful; ladylike; modest; gentle; polite; quiet; well-mannered; refined (behavior) (Who doesn’t like Ciel in a dress) Sebastian was telling Ciel to be more しとやか.

小バエ　こばえ　small household fly (e.g. fruit fly) Just in case you need to distinguish between your household flies.

旋回　せんかい　turning (an aircraft or ship) This blog now has a search function in the menu because I know I’ve seen this word before in Karneval, but I guess it didn’t make it on the blog.

堪能　たんのう　enjoying; satisfaction; satiation; having one's fill (of) (Apparently this is also an ateji reading of the kanji.) Found in the sentence “ご堪能くださいませ” Black Butler has so much fun formal language :D

えげつない　dirty, vulgar, nasty

棺桶　かんおけ　coffin, casket The kanji mean “coffin” and “tub”

ちょっかい meddling; interference; making a pass at someone I suspect this was the word that described young Satou in Ajin but I can’t quite remember.

奇抜　きばつ　novel; original; striking; strange; eccentric; fantastic Describing Ciel’s servants.

不精ヒゲ　ぶしょうひげ (not ‘mushou’) stubble; unshaven face; beard one has because one is too lazy to shave; 5-o'clock shadow Nickname for the cook XD

牽制　けんせい　check, constraint

未練　みれん　lingering affection, attachment, regret I’m going to say it’s a good thing that I remember specifically that Ogura says “miren nado nai” in Ajin. I think the entire script is burned into my brain

渇望　かつぼう　craving, longing, thirsting A similar word to 未練

天職　てんしょく　vocation, life work, calling (not to be confused with 転職） It’s sort of ironic because one character says that being a shinigami can’t be your calling; but the kanji sort of mean ‘heaven’s work’, so... that’s kind of what shinigami do ^^

寛ぎ　くつろぎ　ease, relaxation, comfort, unwinding Used in the sentence どうぞおくつろぎください.

忝い・辱い　かたじけない　grateful, indebted Aha, the kanji either mean ‘grateful’ or ‘embarass’ I swear I’ve heard this word before.

持ちこたえる（持ち堪える）　もちこたえる　to hold out (e.g. against an attack) I assumed it was ‘kotaeru’ like answer, but the kanji is 堪える (usually just ‘taeru’).

目まぐるしい　めまぐるしい　hectic, bewildering, bustling, dizzy

いっそ　rather, sooner, preferably I swear I’ve seen this recently too

晩餐　ばんさん　(fancy word for) dinner

腕が鳴る　うでがなる　to be itching to put one’s skills to use Literally ‘my arm is ringing’

採寸　さいすん　taking measurements (for clothes)

心機一転　しんきいってん　turning over a new leaf

素手　すで　bare hand Now that I think about it, this might be in Ajin too when Sokabe is saying that Tosaki always wears gloves. Nope never mind, I checked.

言語道断　ごんごどうだん　outrageous; preposterous; scandalous; inexcusable; absurd; execrable

雁字搦め　がんじがらめ　bound hand and foot; hedged in (e.g. by restrictions); immobile It’s kinda funny because it’s talking about the character whose feet were bound, but it’s not speaking literally in context. Literally “wild goose letter bind” ??

生産性　せいさんせい　productivity WHERE HAS THIS WORD BEEN ALL THIS TIME I want to use this always

幼気　いたいけ　innocent, helpless, tender (sounds a little like ‘itai kei’)

冷血漢　れいけつかん　cold-blooded person, heartless (Literally ‘cold blood China’ >_>) should develop some 親身　しんみ　relation, relative, kind, cordial

貶す　けなす　to speak ill of (haha, it was also in Monster)

拝謁　はいえつ　having an audience with someone of very high social standing (e.g. the emperor) (They were talking about the Queen of England). (Actually that’s funny, today one of my teachers told me about how she served tea to the emperor when he visited my current town three years ago!)

非凡　ひぼん　prodigy, rare, unique, extraordinary

待遇　たいぐう　treatment; reception; service

片田舎　かたいなか　back country; remote countryside (aka where I live, hahaha) I wonder why it’s ‘kata’?

#No. 6 #Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Japanese vocab #yaka #humble language #formal language #Ajin #slang #mnemonics #useful words #very Japanese #sayings #fancy words #too many words why did I do this to myself #does this count as a studyblr now

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