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forest-of-mogai-genders · 1 year

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StrawbfairyFigurineic˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀

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A gender related to the strawberry fairy figure from the AZURA: spring fantasy series

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A gender related to the Moss fairy figure from the AZURA: spring fantasy series

WhitetigerguardianFigurinic 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

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A gender related to the white tiger guardian figure from the AZURA: spring fantasy series

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lampmanliveblogs · 7 months

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Looks like we’ve got a couple of entries by Luz in various stages over the last few years. I’ll go over all of them, starting with the first one.

Right, so they just moved into this house. Camila, in an effort to protect her daughter from a harsh reality, says it’s because the old house wasn’t pretty enough… but little Luz figured out that it was probably because there was a better hospital for her dad close-by.

Despite being more savvy than Camila gave her credit for, Luz is still bright-eyed and optimistic and her clothes are colorful, a stark contrast to the next entry.

I guess this also confirms that Manny died in an illness, not in a sudden accident or the like.

Some speculation on the timeline… I can’t remember if it was stated when Manny died in Reaching Out, I don’t think so. But it obviously took place a few years ago, long enough for Luz and Camila to make a tradition out of gathering flowers to place on Manny’s grave. So I’d say this might have taken place three to four years ago.

The next entry is far bleaker. It is the worst week ever; the week her father died. Compare with the last entry, and this one is not just bleaker in tone, but also in color. Luz shirt is raincloud grey, her smile is gone and so is the spark in her eyes. Even the wall behind her has lost their warm orange hue and become coldly grey.

This entry probably takes place a few months after the first one, based on Luz teeth having grown out, and her haircut. The room behind her is still pretty barren, a moving box still left in the corner and the wardrobe almost empty. Likely symbolic of how the house doesn't feel like a true home yet, not without Manny.

At the end of the entry, she holds up the first Good Witch Azura book, saying that her dad gave left it for her. Finally giving some context into why Luz loves that series so much. It connects her with her departed dad.

The counselor or whatever he was that appeared in Camila’s nightmare earlier in the episode might’ve been right in that Luz' obsession with escapist fantasy was her way of dealing with grief. At least to some extent.

The next entry takes place not too long after the previous one, though some time has obviously elapsed. Though the pain is likely still fresh, Luz has found it within herself to be happy and excited about this book left to her by her dad. The moving box is gone, and the walls are now adorned with Azura fanart and posters.

Again, at least a few good months have passed, maybe even as much as a year. Luz’ hair has grown out, the Azura posters are joined by other series, and the wardrobe is full with clothes. There are winter clothes in the wardrobe, so this entry was probably recorded in spring or summer.

The ”Soul Devourer” poster is an obvious reference to Soul Eater. It’s blocked by Luz’ arm in this frame, but there is a poster that says ”It Came From The Dirt.” Which could be a reference to the 1953 sci-fi horror movie It Came from Outer Space. It could also be a reference to the horror action game from 1989 called It Came from the Desert, OR the 2017 movie named after the game.

Also, Luz, please don’t try to cut your hair with a sword you got at a convention, it’s not gonna end well.

I told you so Luz.

You know, out of all the lore drops I was expecting to get, the mysterious origins of Luz’ hairstyle was not one of them. They will really give the me the origins of everything but Bat-Queen, huh?

#the owl house #liveblog #the owl house liveblog #toh s3e1 #thanks to them

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authorkrysejay · 3 months

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Phoenix Awakening Worldbuilding pt3

Phoenix Awakening is a romantic fantasy novel releasing February 2nd 2024 and the first book of the Hiraeth Song series.

The world is separated into five kingdoms and two territories separated by walls and the Alcross Ocean. Magic is represented through gifts and centered around elements.

The Kingdom of Azura is known for its people’s gifts in Healing. The symbol on all of their flags is a Siren rising out of the Alcross Ocean.

Religion worshipping the Calming Waters is strictly practised, emulating peace. Acceptance of oneself and others is one of the main principles. The goal of all those who practice is to find inner balance and become attuned with their gifts.

A High Priest or Priestess is elected to lead the kingdom into its next era. Robes are worn by all those part of the government with various shades of blue coloring to signify their rankings. Only those in the clergy are able to travel to different kingdoms to offer healing services. It is a rite of passage to higher rankings and done in rotation.

Most Azurans live on the assorted islands branching off from the mainland. The Capital, Kano (Can-oh), is located along the Coral Archipelago on one of the larger islands. Children are taught in temples until the age of fifteen where they are free to choose an apprenticeship. They can continue on in the clergy or pursue other interests. Reading religious tombs and learning the basics of healing is mandatory for all citizens. Swimming, meditating and sailing are the most common activities.

Azurans have a wide range of complexions, though most have darker skin tones. Blue eyes are prominent, with turquoise and seafoam greens being close seconds.

In death, Azurans send off their deceased on small ceremonial rafts and sink them off the coasts to return them to the waters. If a body is not returned to the waves, it dries out and becomes a hollow husk.

The climate is warm with the rare instances of tsunamis, hurricanes and brutal winds further out from the mainland. The mainland is prone to flooding with the spring and summer monsoons.

The kingdom’s main exports are tropical fruits, silk, rice and fish.

#creative writing #indie author #hiraethsong #phoenixawakening #fantasy #fantasy worldbuilding #worldbuilding #water elemental #writerscommunity #writers on tumblr #writing #writelbr

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batmanshole · 10 months

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hiiii :O pop mart

strawberry fairy from AZURA spring fantasy series :-)

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plumblossomkun · 5 years

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Masterlist Last Updated October 27th, 2020.

Click here for my Rules and Guidelines.

All works will be tagged and will have appropriate warnings. Do not post or translate my pieces elsewhere without my permission.

Other masterlists: Drabbles, Neotober 2019, and 18+ content [see @kunstellation-one�� for more].

Taking place in a universe where we are all very much human, the works of the flower garden collection may carry heavy topics; please read the warnings.

once upon a time, Lee Taeyong was your moonlight; but after years apart, both of you have changed immeasurably, and nothing has ever come easy except for his name on your lips. ongoing.

the story’s origin

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 2.5 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

In Real Life, Jaehyun’s love story, by @starxblossom

Mugunghwa Playlist

a Hwang Hyunjin fic; inspired by this, coming soon.

Narcissus Playlist

a Qian Kun fic; on hold.

Plum Blossom Playlist

a Lee Donghyuck oneshot; on hold.

inspired by this song.

Taking place on the fictional continent of Isla Azura, the divinity collection is a series of high fantasy works, diving into the intricacies of a world of royalty, divinity, unyielding love, and all their consequences.

when the Dissonant Clash raged, the 12 kingdoms stood by your side. after a 20 year slumber, however, everything seems to have changed. the castle you lay to rest in no longer stands tall and proud, but in ruin, and the Court you swore to protect is nowhere to be found. the boy who woke you, Hwang Hyunjin, doesn’t seem to know anything, but he promises to help you find your home again.

prologue: the cold tears that fall / freeze under the sky

The Dichotomy Arc: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5

The Legacy Arc: 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

Spring Moon Playlist

the Winter family has produced royal sons and daughters for well over a hundred years, and you are just another gem to be sold on the market. if your mother had her way, you would wed the Crown Prince of Yorin and become Queen. horrified, you flee your fate, and by the Winter Channel, a man named Choi San helps you change it.

prologue: as if i have dreamed in a dream / i'm lost looking for you

The Runaway Arc: 1 | 2

The Mortality Arc: 3 | 4

Summer Solstice Playlist

an arranged marriage. a man you don’t know. both of these things terrify you, but when your cousin disappears before her engagement is announced, you decide to take her place. after all, the Winter family has never once failed to marry into royalty. but when you cross the sparkling sea to the island nation, Prince Christopher [Bang Chan] of Yorin isn’t the monster you feared he’d be.

prologue: the meaning you hold in your eyes / i could write a few poems on them

The Marriage Arc: 1 | 2

The Succession Arc: 3 | 4

Autumn Sun Playlist

in your dreams, there is a man as beautiful as the dark winter sky. you don’t know who he is, until the eve of your 16th birthday, when your eldest brother reveals the Courts to you, and takes you to the Dulcet Castle, where you see that very man standing in the shadows. he tells you his name — Xu Minghao, guard to the Ruby Queen — and from then on, your fates are tangled.

prologue: to falling petals / no one reaches their hand

The Amaryllis Arc: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5

The Dissonant Arc: 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

Winter Solstice Playlist

Taking place in a universe where love is either stubborn and hot or simple and quiet, the places and people in these stories resemble those that I once knew or loved.

remarkably, Na Jaemin is the first man you’ve let dance with you in months, and his smile is like starlight and bubbling champagne.

on hold.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Harana Playlist

everyone says that Mark Lee is every father’s nightmare, that his reputation is nasty and his personality even worse. one night under the stars is enough for you to learn otherwise.

coming soon.

Imagine That Playlist

part 1: dancing with the devil | part 2: the devil knows my name | part 3: the devil doesn’t play games

the 20 year gap between you and your family ensures that you grow up going to funerals. your only solace in those carpeted rooms is Mark Lee and the bowls filled with Andes Chocolate Mints.

on hold.

Mint Playlist

Disclaimer: this is based off of true events that occurred during my childhood.

after an unfortunate heartbreak, Lee Jeno turns to gaming to distract himself, and stumbles across you in a random lobby. of course, it becomes more than just a distraction.

on hold.

a.d.s Playlist (Jeno’s ver.) / a.d.s Playlist (y/n’s ver.)

(Note: This will be a social media au; wish me luck!)

this masterlist is subject to frequent edits. check back once in a while to see if i’ve added or changed anything. ♥

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hresvlgse · 5 years

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@sacrifaria asked for a smooch: #18. a secret kiss. prompt. accepting.

𝑎𝑛 𝑢𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑, 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑚 ushers a restless lull over the monastery as the students attempt to enjoy the only day of the week that they have to themselves. while the warm humidity in the air alluded to the idea of a relaxing day outdoors earlier that morning, the ensuing rain showers quelled all those hopes. some students complained about how their private training sessions had been canceled, some had even planned to go to the nearby lake to fish------ edelgard, on the other hand, took it as an opportunity to slip away to the upper floors of the library, restricted to those who had requested permission to view the archived literature. here, with her given keys, edelgard sits with azura at one of the few tables. she had not expected for the both of them to end up here, but it seems that the princess rarely cared where they went these days. as long as it was away from prying eyes, she followed azura willingly ( even blindly ). the soft chatter from the lounging students in the floors below them along with the rhythmic patter of raindrops on the academy’s stone exterior give the two some relief from their shared silence. edelgard wishes she could keep the random bouts of stillness comfortable within her own mind, but her heart bucks even as she fiercely attempts to will it to relax.

how could you ease your nerves when a woman with hair as profoundly cerulean as hers, with eyes as striking as hers, with a mind as clever as hers, with a heart as compassionate as hers was so close ?

it takes her a few moments of wistful daydreaming to realize that she was staring & that the other had stopped her reading to meet her gaze. when azura’s gold eyes meet her lilac ones, edelgard feels the warmth at her cheeks only intensify. what a fool she’s become, stealing the archbishop’s ward away to seemingly chimerical locations. even the well - known gardens were newborn in her eyes when azura accompanied her.

❝ is something wrong, edelgard ? ❞ her voice is velvet & she thinks her name would dirty that melodic marvel. the imperial princess quickly casts her head aside, looking to the books on her side of the table for an excuse. ❝ no, no . . . my la---- azura---- i was just . . . are you enjoying your reading ? ❞ she sounds nervous, that much she can tell. in her own hands rests a novel that wasn’t much like the ones they had decided to share; this one fictional tale details the unspoken romance between two maidens, their relationship forever a secret. edelgard could not help but think of azura when one girl described her partner’s undying appeal----- in the forbidden author’s story, she pictured them both. unbeknownst to her, azura had already begun to explain to her about some time - keeping method a kingdom scholar had pioneered that was detailed in her chosen book. it wasn’t long before she realized that edelgard was barely paying attention, her thoughts still drawn to the women who shared such intimate moments between them like it wasn’t such an anomaly. when azura stopped for the second time, mid - sentence, edelgard snaps out of her fantasy & finds the other leaning close to her, the back of her hand coming up to feel the warmth of her cheek. ❝ are you feeling unwell ? you’ve been flushed for the past hour. ❞ so, she did notice. how embarrassing, edelgard thinks, but the girls in the book . . . they didn’t care, they were unrestrained with their affection with one another------- surely, she & azura could be the same.

❝ i’m a bit . . . under the weather, however------ ❞ edelgard takes her time interlocking her fingers with azura’s hand & instead of letting their hands linger in the space between them as they usually do, she uses it as a sort of spring, using it to pull the bard closer to her. she makes a point to bend forward to meet her halfway, their lips just barely brushing each other over the cushioned arms of their respective chairs. such a brief affair leaves edelgard’s heart amiss in her chest, her hands red with transparent panic. ❝ i think---- ❞ her voice cracks a bit, her eyes stay fixated on the floor, her hands letting go of the other & balling into fists. all this, & there was still a smile on her face.

❝ i’m better now. ❞

#sacrifaria #ANSWERED.#TBT.#rise up gays................................................#i said........ RISE UP GAYS #THIS TOOK SO LONG I LITERALLY PUT OFF EATING DINNER FOR THIS #AND NOW IT'S 12:30 AM #DSUYFUGV JHBDFILHBDFJILHGDUKBFJ

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pcyheartgirlx · 6 years

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Legacy of Legends [CH1]

Genre ;; Fantasy

Pairing ;; Chanyeol x Reader

Word Count ;; 6.2k

Summary ;; “We are only one if we are twelve.”

Whatever happened to a normal life? All you wanted to do was move out of the ghetto with your boyfriend and two best friends, Azura and Kat. But things took a drastic turn when your boyfriend died. When you and your best friends decide to backpack through Asia, you find that you aren’t just ordinary college graduates. That your life serves a greater purpose and that the fate of the world rest at the hands of you, your 3 friends and 9 men that call themselves The Legends.

[PROLOGUE]

A/N ;; I see that this fic is having a slow start lol. It’s all good! I know once I get deeper into the story, y’all will have your minds BLOWN. Also I want to thank my ARMY readers who really hyped up Caramel Barkiato. :) I’m so grateful for you all BUT it’s EXO TIME :D :D :D MY FAVORITE TIME OF THE DAY <3 On with the fic.

Nothing had ever felt more right than this moment.

The two of you stared into each other’s eyes in total bliss, smiling like complete idiots as his hand clutched yours just a little bit tighter. He ran his thumb over the top of your palm and you brought your free hand up to your face, tucking the stray hairs behind your ear. It was a surprisingly quiet night. You were sitting in Jermaine’s car, listening to whatever R&B ballad played on the car radio while the moonlight mixed with the single streetlight that hung above you poured into the car. This was you and Jermaine’s favorite spot. During the day, this was the hotspot for freight trains, bustling in and out of the only place in the whole city that still kept an ambiance that resembled something like the wilderness. Behind you was a plethora of greenery, shrubs and a few trees that stood tall over the car, the only thing between you and the railroad tracks beyond it. But the scenery behind Jermaine was a flat grassy terrain that went on for miles, outstretching into the highways that led you out of this dystopian city.

“It’s about damn time I got you alone,” Jermaine’s tone was soft but you could sense the underlying frustration. You rolled your eyes slightly, bringing his hand up to your lips and brushing them against his fingers.

“You better get used to it. When we go backpacking, Azura and Kat are always going to be around,” you giggled a bit, watching as Jermaine met your giggle with a smile.

“I know, boo, I know. But I ain’t about to keep my dick dry either. I’ma have to set some ground rules, ya dig? Especially when we go to Sanya,” Jermaine cocked his brow at you, running a hand through his dreads as he bit his lip. You shot him a sly half smile, bringing his hand to your leg, guiding him up your inner thigh.

“Oh yea? What’s going to happen in Sanya?” You asked confidently, shifting closer to him as he shook his head at you. Jermaine’s touch on your cheek sent the most violent chills up and down your spine and the way he examined your body before he looked into your eyes was more to you than just sexual serenity. Everything about him fascinated you, from his unruly unkempt eyebrows that you though exhibited so much character, to the way his snaggletooth poked through his full lips when he smiled. He narrowed his eyes at you and you’d be lying if you said the way his dreads hung over his brown eyes wasn’t your sexual awakening.

“I’m going to make love to you in that cave, over that spring. The beauty of nature and the beauty of my girl,” Jermaine leaned in and locked his lips with yours, moving them slowly with grace.

“And if there is no cave or no spring?” you mumbled in between kisses, causing Jermaine to pull away and look at you with the faintest annoyance in his brown eyes.

“Then I guess this trip was for nothing,” he laughed as you smacked his arm. “Ow! I’ll just fuck you in the hotel and turn the sink on in the bathroom.” He winked at you and started thrusting his hips forward, making obscene noises as he did this. You smacked him again, laughing loudly at him.

“You’re an idiot!’

“But you love me.”

You put a hand on his shoulder, turning him back to you as you cupped his neck.

“That’s right,” Jermaine leaned in as you said this, licking his lips as the space between you got smaller and smaller.

“Say it,” his breath tickling your nose as he whispered. Your lips were a centimeter away, the corners turning up ward into a smile as you took this moment in.

“I love you.”

Everytime you kissed, fireworks went off. Even in the night sky, through your eyelids you saw light peering in. His hands roamed your body and you grabbed onto his shoulders, preparing yourself for what would happen when his hand reached between your thighs. But then that light got brighter and for a moment it puzzled you. Still locked against his lips, you opened your eyes and looked around you. For once, it wasn’t fireworks that light up the inside of your eyelids and you pulled away from Jermaine instantly.

“Jermaine what is that?” You asked frantically as you tapped violently against his chest.

“Huh?”

The both of you watched as it rolled down the road in front of you. It was a shopping cart squeaking passed you but what took you both back was not the fact that it was a cart but that fact that it was engulfed in flames. Jermaine sat upright in his seat, watching it through his rear view mirror as it got closer.

“Fuck that, we’re out of here,” Jermaine threw his seatbelt over his shoulder and motioned for you to do the same. As you turned your body away from him, you didn’t know that was the last time you would look into his eyes again.

“Yo! What the fu--”

BANG.

Glass showered over you and you felt the splash of hot liquid on your side. When you turned over to check on Jermaine, your life was over. He was draped over the center console, gasping and choking for air while blood spilled out of a hole in his chest, soaking him and you in crimson as you pressed your hand against the hole.

“That’s not him, blood!”

“Aw shit, run, boy, run!”

“Where he at though? You said that was him!”

“It don’t matter, I fucked up! Leggo! Leggo!”

His shooters ran from the scene of the crime and you sat there sobbing and screaming, blood spilling onto you as you watched the life leave Jermaine’s body.

You shot up from bed, wiping yourself off frantically as if the blood still stained your skin. It wasn’t blood, it was just sweat. And you weren’t in Jermaine’s Honda, you were in your hotel in Sanya, sheets clinging onto you and your soaked body.

It was a nightmare...that’s all.

It wasn’t just a nightmare though. It was a recurring memory that no matter how hard you tried, it would find you like the darkness finds the night. As you pushed yourself up from bed, you felt your body ache. It could be from the day you had yesterday, walking throughout Nanshan Temples until there was nothing left to document. Or even when the three of you hiked through Yalong Bay, taking pictures of everything that met your eyes. But you’ve felt this pain before. It wasn’t manifested by anything you had done in the past 2 months, it was the mental and physical toll that grief put you through.

It had been a year since Jermaine was killed. A couple of thugs mistook him for someone else on their hit list and shot him right in front of you. Maybe you could have saved him, you thought. Maybe if you didn’t beg him to take you by the tracks and you were somewhere in closer to the city. Maybe if you had just stayed home like your gut told you to. There were so many maybes. So many things you thought you could have done differently. One of the things you were sure of was maybe things would be better if it was you that went instead of him.

As you jumped into the shower, you thought about what would happen if it was you that went instead of Jermaine. Would Azura and Kat drag him to finish the book you two were supposed to write together? Would Jermaine still be interested in seeing the wonders of Asia? You hoped that the water would wash away the questions that plagued your mind. Instead, you ran your hands over your body, closing your eyes as your mind took you to a time when you and Jermaine would be showering at some sleazy hotel after hours of making love. No matter where you were with him, he always found a way to make you feel special, feel like a princess, feel like you were the only girl in the world.

You would do anything to feel that with him one last time.

“(Y/N)!” Azura’s voice was muffled behind the bathroom door. Shortly after, you heard the door open and her voice echoed in the room. “Are you sure you want to go today? We can just go to the beach and stuff. Kat thought it’d be a good idea since we’ve been traveling non stop for the past couple of weeks.” Although it wasn’t entirely wrong, you saw the intention behind her worrying. The Legend’s cave was the part of the journey that you and Jermaine were most excited for. Living in Jersey City Heights, there was always commotion on the streets. You couldn’t remember a time where you could go out without having to carry a small knife in your bag. The Legend’s cave was rumored to be one of the most serene places in the world...of course if you could find it.

“We can talk when I get out,” you replied sweetly, trying to swallow the sob in your throat. “I mean really though, can I shower?” Azura could tell you were trying to mask raw emotion with poor humor, so she sighed and walked out of the room, leaving you to your memories.

X-x-x

“So, tell me about this cave again,” Kat probed as you two walked through the lobby of the resort. “Because it’s still confusing to me.”

“Kat, I told you like a million times,” Azura scolded, adjusting the straps of her backpack before flattening down her purple t-shirt. The smaller girl chucked, crossing her arms over her tight green tank that fit snugly against the curvature of her chest.

“And I wasn’t listening a million times, duh--OW!” Kat let out a pained cry, rubbing her arm where Azura had smacked her. You laughed to yourself as the 3 of you got outside.

“Listen up then, Kat because I’m not going to repeat myself,” you snapped playfully at her, extending your arm out into the street to call a cab. She rolled her eyes at the statement, pulling down her shorts before the cab pulled up in front of you.

“Where to, ladies?” The cab driver asked while the three of you plopped and scooted inside the back seat.

“The forest in Baoting, please.” The driver nodded at Azura, waiting for you all to buckle your seat belts before taking off.

“The Legend’s cave is supposed to be in the heart of the forest. The lore of it is that it’s the oldest cave in China. It was written in a fortune teller’s diary that a single branch was growing there and that just that small twig was connected to the tree of life itself. If you could see the branch with your own eyes, you were able to tap into the powers of the 12 elemental Legends. When The Great Qing of the Qing Dynasty heard about it, he sought out to find it because, hello? Who wouldn’t want the power of the 12 Legends, right?”

“Wait, 12 elemental legends?” Kat scrunched her nose in confusing and started scratching her head. “I thought there were like 4 or 5 elements, no?”

“It was never really specified. The only thing that it mentioned about the elements and the Legends are that the only people that can see the branch are the Legends themselves. When The Great Qing found the cave, he saw there was nothing but a mound of dirt in the middle of a small spring. So he called bullshit and killed the fortune teller.”

“Well that escalated quickly,” Azura responded flatly causing you to shrug and smile.

“That’s so dark and twisted. I like it,” Kat shook her head and started toying with the frayed strings of her jean shorts.

“Yea, me and Jermaine did a project on it our freshman year in college,” the two looked at you with a small twinge of worry but you shook your head. “I’m just happy we’re going. And I can’t wait to go home and write about all of this.” Azura put a hand on your thigh, squeezing it tightly as she grinned at you softly.

“You know Jermaine would be so proud of you, right?”

“Yea, especially since you got to drag me around with you with minimal complaints.”

“Minimal?” Azure gave Kat a side glare and spoke to her through clenched teeth. You smirked at their bickering, fiddling with your thumbs as you looked down.

“Hey,” Kat called out to you, snapping your head in her direction. “Azura’s right. I know shocker-ow, bitch!” Kat glared at Azura who had just pinched her thigh. “No but really, Jermaine’s somewhere up there in heaven, chilling with Michael Jackson and Tupac telling them what a powerful and intelligent girl he has who speaks 6 languages, is traveling the continent, writing a book and has a whole entry level job offer from the NY Times waiting for her when she gets back to Jersey. Oh also, you got some big ol’ tiddys.”

“I hate you for saying that,” you stifled a laugh, astonished by audacity that Kat had. Azura just rolled her eyes and slumped in her seat, smiling as wide as Kat did who was basking in her comedic glory.

There’s a saying that says, “Your friends are a reflection of who you are.” And you couldn’t be happier than having Azura and Kat in your life. They both shared the same struggle as you did, growing up in the same shitty city with a yearning to leave and explore the vast Earth around you.

Azura was only a few month younger than you but sometimes, her intellect and the ability to retain information made her wise beyond her years. That’s if you’re lucky enough to catch her attention for more than a few minutes. She was a free spirit, always yearning for more and constantly creating. From music, to writing, to painting. Sometimes she would be MIA for hours, only to find her couped up in her room with paint all over her arms and a canvas that showed her expression of her current life. Her father was a drunk and her mother jaded and lost somewhere at the depth of her Xanax bottle always saw their daughter but never really saw Azura. They were too busy getting their fill and fighting to ever let the beauty of what they created to ever light their dark tainted lives.

Kat and you were only a week apart, which made her believe she was as wise at Azura but showed it in her own unique way. You both joked and called her a “Shade Queen” as her humor included boasting about her self and how she was too valuable for this world. Most people saw her as pretentious and superficial as she always let her materialistic side show. But you and Azura knew her long enough to know that it was just a mask. Her parents were very strict and had high standards for their only daughter. If it wasn’t the best, then it wasn’t acceptable no matter how hard she tried. Kat was smarter than she let herself on to be and kinder than most people believe. She was the only person that had ever started talking to you as if you were a person.

You were sometimes jealous of your friends. Granted their families were broken and twisted but at least they had someone to come home to, someone they knew loved them in their own sick way. When your father was deported, it was like he completely forgot he had a 5 year old daughter and wife back in the United States. Your mother was broken for years, finding love in all the wrong places and made that her priority. She figured if your father could live his old life, so could she. The only problem with that though was that you were still in the picture, in need and yearning for love and affection. You lived alone up until you were 16. Up until you met Jermaine. The love of your life.

Jermaine was 2 years older than you, lost and living on the streets of New York until one day he came up to you and asked you for a dollar outside of the coffee shop you bought your morning donut from. You looked at him and something drew you to him. You weren’t sure if it was just because he was cute and charming or because he was about to be one of the greatest things that happened to you. Instead of a dollar, you bought him a donut, your morning donut and before you left, you handed him a book; The Book of Understanding by Osho. Everyday since that day, he waited for you outside that shop, book in hand ready to discuss what he had learned. Until one day, he wasn’t there. He was in the front of your English class being introduced as a new student. He always told you that you were his will to finish his education, that you were the reason he started working as hard as he did. Jermaine used every cent he had to find you two an apartment by the time you were 17 and the two of you lived together happily through your last years of high school, through your whole college experience and then some years after...until he died.

As you pulled up to the forest, driving passed the touristy resorts and the small village surrounding it, you realized that months of hiking through China, hours of walking through the streets in Tokyo and Osaka, days of taking in all the scenery in Korea was being wrapped up in this final stop. You took your camera out as Kat paid the driver, stumbling out of the cab with the utmost anticipation.

“We made it, bitches!” Kat exclaimed as the cab drove away. You smiled and looked at the rainforest in front of you, sighing deeply before taking your first step.

“How long do we have to walk?” Azura asked, coughing and swatting her hand at the air around her. Kat was drowning herself in OFF and taking a sweater out of her bag. “A sweater!? We’re going into a rainforest!”

“I have sweet blood!” Kat cried out as she run to catch up with you two. “The bugs are going to be eating good tonight if I don’t cover up and I can’t allow that.”

“That’s the only thing sweet about you,” Azura mumbled.

“It’s about a 20 mile walk. That’s what? An hour or so?” You replied, pushing a branch out of your way as you walked deeper in the forest.

“Um...an hour to and back right?” Azura swallowed as she walked behind you.

“Uh...not exactly,” You stopped for a second, pulling out the map from your pocket as you gripped the camera in your right hand.

“(Y/N)! Are you serious!? Nope, nah. I’m going to go down the road and wait for you at the resort we passed by,” Kat crossed her arms and turned around, threatening to walk away. Azura’s mouth hung open for a second and she walked over to you slowly.

“(Y/N), Listen. I know this means a lot to you but...that’s a 2 hour hike. Maybe 3.”

“I know! And I’m sorry! But I promise tomorrow we can do anything you guys want! Even if it’s staying in the hotel room until 5 in the afternoon watching really bad Chinese TV shows,” You begged while you clung to Azura’s arm, giving them pleading eyes at you pointed behind you. “I need to do this...for Jermaine.” There was a silence between the 3 of you. Birds in the distance seemed louder, animal that ran in the deepest depth of the forest where within ear shot. But the twigs snapping underneath Kat’s feet were booming through your ears as you smiled wide.

“Okay, fine. This is the last time you’re going to use the dead boyfriend card on me, though,” Kat mumbled as she walked past you. Azura shot her a disapproving look before you started running behind Kat.

“I’m going to let that shitty bitch ass comment slide because you’re agreeing to come with me,” Kat rolled her eyes at your eagerness, knowing damn well the way you bounced in joy and the smile on your face was the happiest you’ve been in a whole year.

“Yea, yea, yea. Lead the way, Marco Polo.”

It wasn’t the longest hour in your life. Maybe for Azura and Kat, but every second seems to fly past you just as the tropical birds overhead did. Kat even sounded like one every time she saw a bug climbing up the sleeve of her sweater. After about what seemed like the 30th time Kat screeched, Azura stopped in her tracks causing you to stop as well and look back.

“Wh--”

“(Y/N), we’ve been walking for an hour and I’m tired. Tired of walking, tired of the heat, tired of Kat’s constant screaming and whining--”

“Hey, go fuck yourself, Z.”

“They’re just bugs! Literally! And you’re imagining 90% of them!”

“I can FEEL them on me. I told you I--”

“You have sweet blood. You know how stupid that sounds?!”

“Guys…”

“Well, you would know a lot about stupid Ms. Second Honors.”

“That was only ONE semester!”

“Guys…”

“One semester put you at a 3.9 instead of a perfect 4. I can’t relate.”

“You know what, bitch--”

“GUYS!”

“WHAT?!” They both yelled in your direction. You had a smile plastered on your face and when you turned to your side, there it was. How they both didn’t see it baffled you but nonetheless, there it was. At the base of a gigantic cliff was an arch leading into darkness. Vines and moss adorning the sides and in that moment, you felt it. It was an ethereal bliss that penetrated your core, silencing the two behind you as they walked forward on either side of you in awe.

“So uh...did we come to stare at it or…” Azura trailed off as she looked at the two of you, grabbing the straps of her bookbag and tugging on them slightly. You bit your lip and for a second you were frozen.

“Flashlights! We need flashlights!” Kat marveled as she started to dig in her bag, Azura following suit as if anticipating someone to make the first move. You knew for sure it wasn’t going to be you. There was a feeling of accomplishment that you had never felt before. It was sweet and your mind had never been more at ease. It had been years that you had dreamt of this moment so vividly and part of you felt like you were having an overwhelming case of dejavu. But you knew this was real life. You knew that moment you could only see when you were asleep was finally real. And you knew this because you never came here without Jermaine in your dreams. Just in reality.

I did it, babe.

“Hey, you alright?” Kat said in a tone so soft it almost seemed foreign. When she put a hand on your shoulder, it was like a ton of bricks fell on top of you. Reality came crashing down on you again and you were here. In front of the Legend’s cave.

“Yea, I’m alright,” You reassured, starting to take your backpack off. “I just...can’t believe we made it. It’s surreal and--” As you pulled your flashlight out of your bag, you saw Azura turning toward you.

“Jermaine would be so proud and he’s been with us the whole way, babygirl.”

The only thing you could do was shoot her a half smile. There was a feeling in your gut that agreed with her. Jermaine would be proud and happy that you got to live out both your dreams. But this moment was supposed to be with him. He anticipated this moment just as much as you had. He needed to be here in a physical form, not spiritual. As you gripped the flashlight and took your first step toward the darkness ahead, your half smile turned into a full smile up at the sky then back at your two friends.

“Let’s go!”

“How long is this cave?” Azura asked as the three of you made your way inside, being completely engulfed by the darkness. Your flashlight stayed fixed forward so that the damp, barely lit pathway could illumante whatever was waiting for the three of you ahead.

“I’m not sure, to be honest,” you admitted, turning to the right of you into the continuation of the cave.

“Oh well that’s fantastic. We could be walking for another hour for all we know,” Azura quietly mumbled to herself. Her voice barely echoing in the hollowness that surrounded you.

“At least there are no bugs,” Kat sighed in relief, the light from her flashlight shining on the walls as if to clarify that her statement wasn’t false.

“No,” Azura smirked. “But there could be rats.”

“Why are you such a foul bitch?”

“Don’t ask me, I learned that from you,” Azura cackled even through the pain caused by Kay smacking her bicep. Times like these you would giggle to yourself or just smile faintly as you rolled your eyes. But all your senses were being put to use and nothing could snap you out of it. They continued to bicker though, making it hard for you to hear the sounds and channels of the tunnel ahead.

“I can probably have you arrested for assault!” Azura cried.

“I’d love to see you try.”

There it was. It was distant but distinct. But you knew that the feeling blossoming in the pit of your stomach was validated.

Running water.

That wasn’t the only thing running anymore. You started toward the sound, leaving your friends behind in protest as they tried to keep up. This time, their voices didn’t muddle over the water. It was as if all of your energy was focused on that one sound. As it got louder and you got closer, you ran through the zig zagged tunnels while your flash lights combined with the two behind you, darted across all the walls of the cave. Then, you came to a halt.

“(Y/N)! What the fu--oh shit.”

Kat couldn’t even finish her sentence when the realization hit her. The three of you made it. The spring started from a crack on the wall of the cave with a stone that jutted out right below it. You imagined it to be much bigger and vast but the body of water it hovered over was something like a pond. Big enough for the three of you to fit but small enough to restrict any wild life from inhabiting it. The one thing that caught the attention of you and your friends was the mound of dirt right in the middle of the pond. You walked slowly toward it, examining it carefully with your doubting eyes. From the small patch of land stood a 3 foot branch that slanted to the side a bit, as if it was falling over.

“T-that branch,” Kat stuttered while you and her shone your flashlights on it. “I thought you said that only Legends could see it. Are we--”

“No,” you sighed. “Someone must have put it there to keep the story alive. But still....” As you marveled at the sight, the spot light from Azura’s flashlight was traveling the perimeters of the spring.

“That’s the only explaination. There’s no way that could have grown here because there’s no light,” Azura pointed out, walking closer to the spring with her head turned upwards, looking for any way light could have poured out from the tall stone structure above you. You tried to watch her, half hoping to find some form of light source that could beam down on the twig below but you couldn’t tear your eyes away from the spring, the pond, the mound.

“It’s smaller than what I had imagined,” Azura continued. Kat walked over to the pond, kneeling on the ground and sticking her hand in the water.

“It’s beautiful,” you exhaled heavily, the sight before you pulling all the air from your lungs. But as you studied the branch that stuck out from the dirt, something caught your eye, and Kat’s aswell.

“Look! A leaf just sprouted! This is it! This is the tree of life! And this!” Kat started to splash her face with the water. “The fountain of youth! Holy shit!” Splash. Azura shone her flashlight on Kat and despite the darkness, you could see the scowling glare she directed at her.

“You’re out of your mind. That leaf was probably there the whole time!” Azura walked over to the two of you and stood over Kat.

“No it wasnt! I saw it! So did (Y/N)! Right?” Kat turned to you with desperation but mentally, you knew she was right. The both of you saw the green sprout grow from thin air and blossom open into that small leaf. Azura was being rational though. How could it have grown without sunlight? It brought you to a conclusion.

“It was a long walk over here in the heat. Our eyes must have be playing tricks on us, Kat,” You stated simply, walking over in complete shock but masking it very well.

“Both of us!? The same trick?! I don’t think so, (Y/N). You both are making me feel crazy!”

“Because you are,” Azura scoffed, grabbing Kat by her bookbag and pulling her upward. “Come on, stand up. This isn’t no fountain of youth.”

“I’m telling you it is!” She defended, swatting Azura’s hand away frantically. Suddenly, you caught a flash in the corner of your eye. You wanted to dismiss it as one of their flashlights bouncing off the walls but you had a voice whispering in the back of your head. It was telling you that you weren’t crazy and that leaf blossomed out of nowhere. That the light you just saw was something unexplainable. Your eyes started darting everywhere, scanning the cave and the spring for that light. Until…

“What the fuck is that?” Azura pointed downward, passed the water that Kat was kneeling over. The three round orbs of light shone brightly at the bottom of the pond. Although the body was small, the depth of the water surpassed the physical expectation. It had to have been 10 feet deep or less. You couldn’t really tell because the lights started to surface slowly.

“I told you I wasn’t crazy!” Kat screeched, started to get on her feet. “There’s something weird about this cave! We should go--”

“No,” Your tone was stern as you watched the orbs come closer and closer. “This is all probably just a trick.”

“More reason to get the fuck out of here!” Azura surprisingly agreed with Kat, trying to grab you by the wrist and pull you away. You snatched your wrist, kneeling down just as Kat did.

“No. I didn’t come all this way to run,” You spat, sticking your hand in the water and reaching for one of the orbs that started to float towards you.

“(Y/N), don’t--FUCK!” Kat fell back when she saw an orb shoot up to your hand the minute you reached for it. Your eyes widened, pulling your hand out of the water as the two other orbs floated on the surface of the water. Although there was a ripple causing the water to wave from side to side, the orbs defied the laws of nature and stood in their place, pulsating just as the one in your hand did.

“Pick one up,” you commanded, in almost a monotone voice. The orb in your hand, adorned with what looked like the outline of a dragon, emanated more of a glow than a shine. The grey halo of light spilled through the spaces between your fingers. In the water, a light green orb with an engraving of a small circle in the middle of 6 other circles around it and a golden orb that almost glittered with an hourglass that remained half full floated movingly.

“Hey! Don’t listen to her! She’s losing it!” Azura cried as Kat reached down next to you, hovering her hand over the orbs. As she did so, the light green one shot up out of the water and into her palm, clutching it tightly as he eyes widened as round as the orb.

“Shut the fuck up,” Kat whispered to herself. “I don’t care if this is a trick. I’m keeping it. It’s cool as fuck.”

“Alright, the both of are delusional. Suffering from a heat stroke. I have water in my bag. Here let me just--”

“Pick the god damn thing up, Azura,” Kat spat, bringing the orb up to her face. “It’s a souvenier. And it’s free. So fuck it.” You know Kat believed there was more to it than that. None of this was as simplified as she was trying to make it seem. You didn’t believe it either but...you needed to find out what would happen if the 3 orb were out of the water and in all three of your hands. Azura groaned and sighed heavily, dropping her bag to the floor as she hovered over the remaining orb.

“Touching things in some dirty old pond,” Azura grumbled. “Fine...but only because I love gold.”

It’s hard to explain what happened next. Even you couldn’t believe what you were seeing. The orbs flew out of your hand and up above you. A small whimper of protest escaped your lips as well as your friends. They started to pulse more rapidly and as you locked your gaze with it, you felt the same pulse in your chest. Like your heart shot up to your throat and you could feel every beat. The orb...was in sync with your heart beat. And then, there was crack.

“Guys….I think we fucked up.”

The second Kat finished her statement, the orbs became transparent, humming as the power made the cave shake around you. You broke your gaze, looking over at your friends who looked equally as mortified. Kat started breathing heavy and Azura was backing away slowly. Your time in the cave was over. Not at the expense of you and your friend’s safety.

“Run!”

When the three of you turned to the exit, you saw a sihloutte of a man at the end of the tunnel causing you to clutch on to Kat on your side, who grabbed Azura by the wrist.

“Who the fuck is that?!” Kat cried. You started to shake with the cave, turning as you saw the orbs float closer to the three of you.

“We have to go! Fuck that guy! He’s probably the one playing this trick on us!” Azura snatched her wrist away from Kat who froze in protest.

“Don’t!”

“Hey asshole! This light show is pretty fucking lame so you can stop trying to scare us because it’s not--AH!”

“AZURA!”

A golden beam of light shot her from behind, sending her forward onto her knees as it poured into her. When Kat called out to her, she half jerked forward in a motion so quick you couldn’t stop her but a string of light green light did, piercing into her just as the golden light did to Azura. You didn’t know what posessed you to turn around toward where the orbs were and the only thing you were able to do was shout.

“STOP!”

But it was too late. The grey light fused into your chest, stopping you in your tracks as everything became engulfed in a white light. Your eyes rolled back and in a split second, you saw everything and nothing at the same time. 12 men, 2 planets, fusion, a war, blood washing over you and a fierce burning sensation taking over your body. You thrashed on the floor, listening to the screams of your friends beside you. Those screams pierced your ears and then they faded into a louder scream. Except it wasn’t a scream at all...it was a booming roar.

When you came to, your body was drenched and paralyzed in utter pain. It took all the energy in your body to turn to your side, watching Azura whimper and cry in fetal position while Kat hugged herself wailing uncontrollably.

“It’s so cold! It’s so cold!” She chanted in pain. You tried to reach out to her but there wasn’t enough energy in you. You shook violently as you felt your skin bubbling at the heat that was engulfing you. You were dying...being burned alive by an imaginary fire you couldn’t see. Over the screams and cries coming from your friends, you heard footsteps approaching. This must have been your murderer, the person who made it their mission to kill those who entered the cave. How stupid could you have been? If you had just listened to your friends, they wouldn’t be here on the floor of a cave somewhere in the middle of China, screaming to death. Your fate...was just as similar to Jermaine’s fate. This was the end.

As you let the pain take dominance and the footsteps came to a halt, you looked up him. There was a light emanating from his palm but you were almost sure that was a hallucination. The figurative light at the end of the tunnel to take you to the other side. Before you let death take you, you heard his soft and calm voice melting into your ear drums like honey seeping through the combs of a bee hive.

“Ladies...it’s time to go home.”

A/N ;; Baekhyun?! Is that you?! Lol. The next chapter is where the fun starts :) you know the first chapter is always full of boring character development stuff. And also some explanation behind Baekhyun’s appearance. Thanks for reading and let me know what you think. <3

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Azura spring fantasy transparents

#transparent #transparents #pngs #resources #png #transparent png #my pngs

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The best friend Tag

Best Friend Tag

~Admin Dead Inside

1↠When and how did we first meet?

I think it was in kinder garden, we went to the same one, but she was friends with my bullies, so I don’t really know. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

2↠Who is your best friend’s hero?

Either Rap Monster or her Mother. Lol idk

3↠If she could go any place on earth, where would it be and why?

Probably anywhere in Asia

4↠What is her favourite colour?

Black, Black, black, BLacK, black, oh did I mention black

5↠What is her favourite food?

Cheese

6↠What is the name of your best friend’s crush?

O-O

7↠What is your best friend’s biggest fear?

The dark and our friend Aimee

8↠If your best friend were deserted on an island, what are the three things she/he could not live without?

A fantasy and romance book, me and a phone that works.

9↠What three movies does your best friend love the most?

Howls moving castle, grave of the fire flies and high school musical series.

10↠ What part of your best friend’s body is their favourite?

It should be her butt, but I think her mind

11↠What are the two things your best friend does not know about you?

In my spare time I draw her. ┬┴┬┴┤ ͜ʖ ͡°) ├┬┴┬┴

12↠How would you describe your best friend’s ideal partner/spouse?

Someone who like literature, someone who is smart, someone that can be nice to her, and someone to lighten her mood, basically the opposite of me.

13↠How long does it take your best friend to get dressed?

1 second

14↠Which is your best friend’s favourite season and why?

Maid Sama!

15↠What is your best friend’s dream job?

A book writer/Journalist

16↠If you were out together, what would your best friend eat?

A Japanese restaurant, Ramen, Mochi, Pocky, Chilli stuff, bubble tea

17↠Which part about your best friend that you admire most?

Butt and Mind

18↠If your best friend were to wear a shirt/blouse or a Tee, which would it be?

Shirt

19↠What are the three items your best friend always carries with them?

Book, me and her key to her locker, but for some reason she’s always losing it, That silly bugger ;)

20↠What’s your best friend’s favourite TV show?

D.Gray-Man

21↠Would your best friend watch a chick-flick, action, comedy or a horror movie?

She used to hate horror, but she told me she’s so emo now that she doesn’t mind it anymore.

22↠What is your favourite inside joke?

You are a FUNGAI!!

23↠What favourite memory do you two share?

I would love to say the one at camp. But I won’t because she hates it so much she would kill me if I told you so I will tell another story. Technically it’s not our memory that we both shared together, but we were there together with admin Azura.

Okay, it was at camp, and we had this obstacle course, and one of them was the rock climbing and you had to go sideways to the end. Admin Azura climbed it while Admin dead inside and I was at the bottom just in case she fell. While Azura was climbing water started to just pour everywhere on Azura and it was dripping down the wall, and me and dead inside were laughing so hard if Azura fell we wouldn’t be able to catch her. People after us got confused as to why there was water all over the wall climb. It may sound boring, BUT IT WAS SO FUNNY! (I’m even laughing just typing this lol)

24↠What is the one thing that annoys you most about your best friend?

She always blocks my affection even though she needs it -_-

25↠Between the two of you, who takes longer to get ready?

Lol Me

26↠If your best friend could meet anyone at that time, who would it be?

Bullet proof boy scouts

27↠Does your best friend have any strange phobias?

28↠Does your best friend like loud music or music that is at a much reasonable level?

She likes reasonable, I like Not Today better, but she likes Spring Day better.

29↠What does your best friend think about the most?

BTS theories

30↠What is the last book your best friend read?

I don’t know what it’s called, but it’s a fantasy romance.

31↠Does your best friend have any nicknames?

Actually No.

32↠If the whole world was listening to your best friend, what would your best friend say?

BTS deserve the attention Bitches *cough* Twice *cough* *cough* WHAT!?

No! I said nothing. (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

33↠This is one of the must-ask best friend tag questions! What picture does your best friend currently have?

Me (▀̿Ĺ̯▀̿ ̿)

34↠What concerts has your best friend been to?

None

35↠Has your best friend ever voted in a presidential election?

Lol no

36↠What is the one thing your best friend would want for their birthday?

My love. Or something BTS or SHINee related

37↠What is your best friend really bad at?

Sports

38↠If your best friend has a scar, how did they get it?

She has one on the side of her fore head which she got from popping her pimple.

39↠Is your best friend afraid of the dark?

Lol Yes

40↠What would your best friend do if they won the lottery?

She would buy Jin.

41↠Was your best friend named after anyone? If so, who?

UHHHH

42↠What was your best friend’s favourite show as a child?

Dora the explorer

43↠Where does your best friend want to live when they get older?

Where she lives now

44↠Has your best friend ever had surgery?

Uhh idk. I think not

45↠How many children does your best friend want and what will be their names?

She hates kids

46↠Has your best friend ever been outside the country?

Yeah a lot of times to Africa

47↠Is your best friend a spendthrift, or do they like to save their money?

She would save it

48↠What is your best friend’s favourite animal?

Cats and turkeys

49↠Which game does your best friend like most?

Love live

50↠Can you describe your best friend in one word?

My hero (I know it’s two but idc)

51↠Does your best friend sing in the shower?

Lol no

52↠What’s your best friend’s favourite kind of sandwich?

Cheese

53↠Is your best friend allergic to anything?

-Made by Admin MiniPlenPlen

#admin dead inside made by admin miniplenplen

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ThawingsnowFigurineic

Definition:

A gender related to the thawing snow figure from the AZURA: spring fantasy series

DewfairyFigurineic

Definition:

A gender related to the dew fairy figure from the AZURA: spring fantasy series

SpringFigurineic

Definition:

A gender related to the spring figure from the AZURA: spring fantasy series

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[Qsc_asuw] SPRING! Newsletter Week 3

Welcome to Week 3! <3

QTBIPOC Artist Spotlight of the Week:

Sonia Lazo

Illustrator and graphic design student Illustrator from small and tropical El Salvador. Sonia Lazo is creating attention-getting art. Her lively, intriguing work addresses not only the world we live in but also unseen worlds—the land of the past and the realms of myth and fantasy.

The QSC Director is moving on to other opportunities. Now, it's your turn to take a swing at change-making and advocacy! Apply today to be the new QSC Director!

Applications close April 21st, 2019 at 11:55 pm. In addition, every position at ASUW is hiring! If you're interested in serving in different capacities, check out all available positions here!

The mission of the Queer Student Commission (QSC) is to first support, educate, and to provide an open-minded environment for queer UW students. In addition, it aims to provide non-heteronormative, anti-racist, non-ableist and non-sexist programming, services, and atmospheres. The commission aims to create an anti-oppressive community by funding, sponsoring and endorsing events, ideas and information that share these anti-oppressive principles, promoting community, and working to increase acceptance of queer students. The QSC also values the development of leadership skills among its members by encouraging them to be involved with commission activities and operations. Furthermore, the QSC commits to itself to inclusivity and intersectional activism by maintaining strong relationships with other ASUW Commissions, student groups, community groups, and UW faculty and the Student Activities Office (SAO) staff.

The Queer & Trans People of Color Alliance (QTPOCA) will be meeting this Friday, location TBD!

Machismo and Toxic Masculinity (Monday, April 15, 2019) 6 PM - 8 PM @ ECC Unity Room ASUW SARVA and ASUW La Raza Present:

A roundtable dissection of machismo and toxic masculinity in the Latinx community with La Raza Student Commission.

Celebration of National Poetry Month! (Tuesday, April 16, 2019) 7 PM - 9 PM @ Warby Parker (305 East Pine Street, Seattle) 305 East Pine Street, Seattle, Washington 98102

SAL is delighted to partner with Warby Parker to present a free poetry reading at Warby Parker Capitol Hill. This celebration features 2016/17 Youth Poet Laureate, Maven Gardner; members of the 2018/19 Seattle Youth Poet Laureate Cohort, Maia Ruth Pody, Alex Newsom, and Kiyoshi Sakauye; Washington State Poet Laureate Claudia Castro Luna; and Seattle Civic Poet Anastacia-Reneé.

Seattle Reads presents Thi Bui (Tuesday, April 16) 6:30 - 8 PM @ Asian Counseling and Referral Service (ACRS)

3639 Martin Luther King Jr Way S, Seattle, Washington 98144

Thi Bui will discuss "The Best We Could Do." The evening will also feature a staged reading from the book, adapted by Susan Lieu and directed by Kathy Hsieh, in partnership with Book-It Repertory Theatre.

"The Best We Could Do" is a haunting memoir about the search for a better future and a longing for a simpler past. Thi Bui documents her family’s daring escape after the fall of South Vietnam in the 1970s and the difficulties they faced building new lives for themselves in America. As the child of a country and a war she can’t remember, Bui’s dreamlike artwork brings to life her journey to understanding her own identity in a way that only comics can.

Thi Bui was born in Vietnam three months before the end of the Vietnam War, and came to the United States in 1978 as part of the “boat people” wave of refugees from Southeast Asia. Her debut graphic memoir, The Best We Could Do (Abrams ComicArts, 2017), has been selected as UCLA’s Common Book for 2017, a National Book Critics Circle finalist in autobiography, an Eisner Award finalist in Reality Based Comics, and made several Best of 2017 book lists, including Bill Gates’s top five picks. Bui is also the Caldecott Honor-winning illustrator of A Different Pond, a picture book by the poet Bao Phi (Capstone, 2017). Her short comics can be found online at the Nib, PEN America, and BOOM California. Seattle Reads is a “one book, one city” program, where people are encouraged to read and discuss the same book. It’s designed to deepen engagement in literature through reading and discussion. - Everyone is invited to participate in Seattle Reads by reading the featured book, joining in a book discussion, and/or attending programs with the featured writer.

Baile Folklórico comes to the University of Washington (Wednesday, April 17) 7-9 PM @ wǝɫǝbʔaltxʷ - Intellectual House

Come join us at the Intellectual House to learn how to dance the traditional Mexican dance known as Baile Folklórico. The instructors will be from the group "Ballet Folklorico Angeles de México". We ask for you to bring small heels or flats (non-marking shoes) and water is encouraged! The event is free, for UW students only. Any questions please email [email protected].

(Tuesday, April 16) 7-9PM @ Elliott Bay Book Company 1521 10th Ave, Seattle, Washington 98122

Hanif Abdurraqib at Elliott Bay Book Company

Elliott Bay Book Company presents Hanif Abdurraqib for his New York Times Bestselling book GO AHEAD IN THE RAIN.

How does one pay homage to A Tribe Called Quest? The seminal rap group brought jazz into the genre, resurrecting timeless rhythms to create masterpieces such as The Low End Theory and Midnight Marauders. Seventeen years after their last album, they resurrected themselves with an intense, socially conscious record, We Got It from Here . . . Thank You 4 Your Service, which arrived when fans needed it most, in the aftermath of the 2016 election. Poet and essayist Hanif Abdurraqib digs into the group’s history and draws from his own experience to reflect on how its distinctive sound resonated among fans like himself. The result is as ambitious and genre-bending as the rap group itself.

Abdurraqib traces the Tribe’s creative career, from their early days as part of the Afrocentric rap collective known as the Native Tongues, through their first three classic albums, to their eventual breakup and long hiatus. Their work is placed in the context of the broader rap landscape of the 1990s, one upended by sampling laws that forced a reinvention in production methods, the East Coast-West Coast rivalry that threatened to destroy the genre, and some record labels’ shift from focusing on groups to individual MCs. Throughout the narrative Abdurraqib connects the music and cultural history to their street-level impact. Whether he’s remembering The Source magazine cover announcing the Tribe’s 1998 breakup or writing personal letters to the group after bandmate Phife Dawg’s death, Abdurraqib seeks the deeper truths of A Tribe Called Quest; truths that—like the low end, the bass—are not simply heard in the head, but felt in the chest. This event is Free and Open to the Public.

DISABILITY MONTH APRIL 2019

Sara Acevedo: Building Collectively Toward Institutional Access

(Wednesday, April 17) 5-6 PM @ HUB 340

F*** Stairs Kick Off

(Friday, April 19) 4-5 PM @ HUB 340

Disability Studies Program Brown Bag Sharan Brown

(Tuesday, April 30) 12-1 PM @ MGH 024

Sexual Assault Open Mic

(Tuesday, April 30) 5-7 PM@ HUB 340

ASUW SDC Presents: ASL Workshop (Thursday, April 18) 5-7 PM @ HUB 332

Learn the basics of American Sign Language from the UW ASL Club, featuring presentations from TEDxUCLA speaker Austin Vaday and UW Professor Lance Forshay.

ACCESSIBILITY INFORMATION

CART captioning and ASL/voice interpretation will be provided.

This event is a scent-free space! Please refrain from using scented products if you will be in attendance.

F*** Stairs Kick Off (Friday, April 19) 4-5 PM @ HUB 340

Come learn about the purpose of the pledge, hear from Disability Rights advocates, and celebrate the beginning of our 2019 F*** Stairs campaign!

There will be donuts, veggies, coffee/tea, and lemonade! (Vegan/gluten free options available)

ACCESSIBILITY INFORMATION:

CART Captioning will be provided.

This is a scent free event! Please refrain from using scented products if you plan on attending.

2019 Youth Speaks Seattle Grand Slam (Friday, April 19) 6-10 PM @ Kings Hall MS LLC 2929 27th Ave S, Seattle, Washington 98144

After months of preliminary slams, join Youth Speaks Seattle in our finale and the biggest youth poetry event of the year: GRAND SLAM.

10 of the highest-scoring poets of the season grace the stage for one transformative night of competition, storytelling, and community celebration. By the end of the night, the top 5 poets will be chosen to represent Team Seattle at renowned international youth poetry festival, Brave New Voices, this year in Las Vegas. You don't want to miss this!

TICKETS: $10 for youth $20 for adults Tickets available at the door and Brown Paper Tickets. Email slam@artscorps for discounts on groups of 5+ youth ($7)! HOSTED BY: Youth Speaks Seattle teaching artists, award-winning poets Ebo Barton, and Youth Poet Laureate of Seattle, Azura Tyabji. FEATURING: Incredible singer and organizer, JustMoni ACCESSIBILITY INFORMATION:

King's Hall is below and behind the Mt. Baker Light Rail Station Stop

Bus Routes nearby are 8, 48, 14, 7, 9, 106, 987 (many of which are available at the Mt. Baker Transfer Station)

Parking: There is a parking lot available at Kings Hall and overflow parking available next door at the University of Washington Consolidated Laundry parking lot.

No stairs or ramps necessary to enter King's Hall.

Two wheelchair accessible, gender free restrooms on the main floor.

Four spaces in the parking lot are designated for folks with disabled parking placards.

CART services will be available at this event.

This is not a scent free event/space but to request a scent free zone, email [email protected] by March 29th (acknowledging that King's Hall is not a scent free space overall).

For anyone needing seating anywhere in the seating area, we are happy to accommodate by moving any chairs.

There will be a row of seating reserved for folks that need access to the front for visibility.

Have access needs that are not listed here? Please email [email protected] with any questions, comments or concerns

YOUTH RIGHT NOW ARE THE TRUTH RIGHT NOW!

Emergent Strategy: An Evening with Adrienne Maree Brown

(Thursday, April 18, 2019) 6:30 PM - 8:30 PM @

The Seattle Public Library

Central Library, 1000 4th Ave, Seattle, Washington 98104

Join activist and author Adrienne Maree Brown for a reading centered on her book "Emergent Strategy" and a celebration of community-led organizing in Seattle.

This event is made possible with support from The Seattle Public Library Foundation and the Seattle Office of Civil Rights. ACCESSIBILITY INFORMATION:

This program will be ASL interpreted.

Pasifik Voices Spring 2019 (Wednesday, April 24, 2019) 6:30 PM - 8:30 PM @ ECT

We are back for the last Pasifik Voices of the school year! You know the drill: come out and join us for a night of showcasing and celebrating the unique talents and performances of individuals who make up the greater Pacific Islander community on the UW campus!

As always, you can look forward to... music, dance, art, spoken-word, community and more!

Admission is FREE, bring all your homies!

Interested in performing? Sign up NOW at: tinyurl.com/pvspring2019 Interested in MCing? Apply here: https://forms.gle/GFHgbk6di1ZrCVhx7

SARVA, WAC, D-Center and SDC Present: Open Mic Night (Tuesday, April 30, 2019) 5-87PM @ HUB 340

Join this safe space and hear stories from disabled survivors of assault and domestic violence.

Light refreshments will be provided! (Vegan/gluten free options available!) ACCESSIBILITY INFORMATION:

CART Captioning will be provided.

This is a scent free space! Please refrain from using scented products if you plan on attending.

Transgender & Gender Diverse Support & Social Group (Wednesday, April 10, 2019) 6-8 PM @ U.T.O.P.I.A Seattle 205 E. Meeker St. Kent, Washington 98032

[trans] ACTION is a support/social group for sex workers that is held every first Wednesday of every month. It is an opportunity that provides sex workers a safe space to engage in topical discussions relating to their life and/or work. This gathering is open to transgender and gender diverse sex workers with current or past experience in the sex trade.

Discussions include topics such as:

*Safety and self- care

*Decriminalization and Destigmatization of sex work

*Know your rights training

*Legal assistance

*Employment & housing

[trans] ACTION promotes and values confidentiality regarding interactions within the group.

The undisclosed location has ample parking, all-gender and ADA-accessible restroom. Come and build community with us! For more information please email Ara-lei at [email protected] Upcoming Dates :

Wed May 8 (6-8pm)

Wed June 12 (6-8pm)

Let’s Talk is a free program that connects UW students with support from experienced counselors from the Counseling Center and Hall Health Center without an appointment. Counselors hold drop-in hours at four sites on campus:

Mondays, 2-4 PM, Odegaard Library Room 222

Tuesdays, 2-4 PM, Ethnic Cultural Center Room 306

Wednesdays, 2-4 PM, Q Center (HUB 315)

Thursdays, 2-4 PM, Mary Gates Hall Room 134E

Let’s Talk offers informal consultation – it is not a substitute for regular therapy, counseling, or psychiatric care. To learn more, visit letstalk.washington.edu. The HUB’s front entrance is wheelchair accessible and the common area is to the right of the main desk. An all-genders restroom can be found at the 3rd floor, down the hallway from the Q Center. Gender binary bathrooms with multiple stalls can be found on each floor of the HUB. The HUB IS not kept scent-free but we ask that you do not wear scented/fragranced products (e.g. perfume, hair products) or essential oils to/in the Q Center in order to make the space accessible to those with chemical injury or multiple chemical sensitivity.

Thank you for being a part of our community <3 We are so glad that you are here, and we are so glad to get to know you! Have questions about the QSC? Just want to get involved? Find our office hours online at hours.asuw.org. To hear more from the QSC be sure to like us on facebook, and follow us on twitter & instagram to stay up to date with all queer and trans related happenings on campus and in Seattle! With love, Mehria Ibrahimi, Outreach & Engagement Intern.

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