#but like-- tomorrow as in after i sleep which is basically later in the afternoon once i wake up

[aria0fgold]

Staring at this fic and wondering how to tag it. I'm done writing it, pretty short! And everything formatted, all I need now is to figure out how to tag this thing.

#aria rants #immediate unrequited love tag there cuz of the song its based off of >:D (<-evil smiles as if i didnt tear up writing it) #to me this seems more like hc territory about what i think happens After all the events in the game buuuutttt #it miiiight be spoilery too????? im gonna ask around to see just in case. second opinion time #cuz to me the only thing it spoils is stuff during act 3. primarily stuff about the friend quests but left vague instead #so until i figure out how to tag this. itd be in my drafts and i might post it tomorrow instead? well tbf its tomorrow here now #but like-- tomorrow as in after i sleep which is basically later in the afternoon once i wake up

[orangelemonsstuff]

Harana

Lilia Vanrouge x GN! Filipino Reader

(This is tagged to Filipino Readers/MCs)

Summary: you tell Lilia about a certain way to court somebody back in your world/country, not realizing the sneaky little ol' him had an idea to try it out on you.

Quick Note: Harana, one of the Philippines traditional form of courtship in which a man (in many cases) woos. a woman by singing underneath her window or. outside her house at night (credits to google). Basically haharanahin ka ni Lilia sa fic nato (translation: basically Lilia is going to do Harana to you outside the Ramshackle dorm) although it is normally performed by a guy to a girl, it is not limited to any gender that is why this fic is also gender neutral so all genders are included, this fic contains tagalog words which is I'm too lazy to translate but they are just basic words so now worries ^^

Lilia was kind enough to accept your offer to study magic history together for he perhaps has a bit of history knowledge back in his olden days, he is the perfect person to go to if you truly want to study this curriculum hard and prepare for the quiz tomorrow

but as kind as he is, you still feel a little bit guilty for feeling like you had taken advantage of his knowledge of history so you would ace your test and show it off to your friends, you decide to ask what would he want something for an exchange of his smarts after your study session on the library

"i never knew you were like Ashengrotto, always wanting to clear up your debt from somebody so you wouldn't have to deal with it later-- ahaha just kidding just kidding~" Lilia laughed as you nudged on him slightly with your elbow

"Hmm, i do not want anything in particular but you could do something for me, no worries it is fair and something you could easily give to me" you tilt your head at him

"i would like to know about your world's culured courting, how do the people back from your world or country court somebody they like" you are surprised, Lilia liked somebody? you have no idea why would he ask for this information but as much it is none of your business if Lilia would love to use your culture to ask somebody out. and in fact it is a fair exchange for a study session from him

you tell him about the most famous and common way to woo somebody bacm in your country, a Harana, when a binata sings a romantic song with his guitar and his wingman friends under the dalaga's window to woo her, even how common it is for a way of panliligaw or courting, it is one the most romantic courting culture every filipino of your country knows.

"I see, it is truly romantic even if i was the lady herself i would instantly blush at the thought of somebody doing that for me" you nod in agreement "so you would like it if somebody does that to you?" he asked as he looked at you directly in your eyes waiting for an honest answer, you agree smiling at him, it is a sweet way to say "i like you or i love you" to someone after all, you wouldn't mind having somebody use that courting technique to you.

"Oh hoh i see i see~" he chuckled, then proceed to think to himself but you interrupt him with your question, why does he ask about this and what would he do with it?

"Mm you truly are naive little one no wonder many is drawn to you including me, i got another favor to ask, can you hold sleeping too early tonight?" he asked as you reply with another nod

"great! now should we continue back to our studying? you are done with my condition but im halfly not fufu~" he grin at you as he shifts in close to look at your notes, well if those are the only requirements for the long awaited studying to be started then you have completed them all and the deal is done.

the afternoon on the library was spent with you both browsing his memory to help you with his study.

~•~

you yawn as you review some notes that you had written earlier while studying with Lilia, he was a big help, everything was covered completely and you didn't miss any single detail on magic history with his help, you are ready to take the test tomorrow and completely pass it

"Oi, I'm done with the bath it's you turn now" he flooped straightly to bed leaving his wet towel on the floor and napped instantly

you sigh, you stood up to pick it up as you heard a strings of guitar played outside your window, you taught it was just your head but it continued to play a rhythm of your favorite song outside.

you open the crooked wooden window and peeked your head out, in sight was Lilia and the Light Music Club with their instruments, Lilia himself have a wooden guitar and playing with its chords, he noticed you and grinned with a bright smile. wait, is Lilia doing the courting thing you told him earlier?

you duck down with a flustered face, is it because you told him that you would like to experience it too!? this is too much for you but at the same time....kinda cute of him to do.

you once again peek out, you believe the sound of your favorite song draw you in to listen more but you are pretty sure it is Lilia that brought you out of your embarrassed state.

You giggle at them, this is so romantic for that dork guy to do, good thing he managed to hook up those other two to perform, but knowing their personalities no wonder they would agree to something like this

the song finished, and you clap your hands, you hope your appreciation reach them even from high up your window

"I HOPE YOU LIKED LILIA-SAN'S HARANA TO YOU!!" Kalim shouted

"Kalim, you don't have to shout they are not that far" Cater patted Kalim's shoulder, the white haired boy couched down picked up his dropped drumsticks rolling on the ground

"Oh hoh~ this had been fun" Lilia laughs, not noticing your figure disappearing from the window, running down outside to meet him. you pull the Ramshackle's door open and ran straight at him surprising him with a hug

"Salamat, ang sweet nun" you whisper at his ear, you do not know if he did understand it or not you just want to express your him for his sweetness

translation: Thanks, that was sweet

"Now, i repaid you for doing the second favor for me earlier fufu~ i don't want to take advantage of you for asking you to stay u--" you interrupt him by kissing his cheek making him stop mid sentence and stare at you

"Ooh lovebirds~" as Cater said that Lilia pulled you in to kiss you on your lips

"eh? Cater why did you cover my eyes?"

"shh Kalim im afraid we might ruin this lovey dovey moment if we say another word" Cater had his hand on Kalim's eyes as he tapped Cater's hand confusedly

"ehehe, if you are going to pull something like this i might do this Harana again, what do you think?" just like before, you don't mind if somebody does it for you, especially if it's Lilia.

a/n: AAAAAAAAA YES FINALLY A LILIA X READER LETS FUCKING GOOO, HELLO TO FILIPINO READERS WHO ALSO WANT TO GET HARANA'D BY SOMEBODY >:)

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst fanfic #twst x reader #twst x filipino reader #twst lilia #twst lilia vanrouge #twst lilia x reader #twisted wonderland lilia #lilia vanrouge x reader #Spotify

[cheri-translates]

[CN] ASMR Transcript - Soft Words

🍒 Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for an ASMR, 细语, which has not been released in EN! 🍒

This little space where the both of you can snuggle against each other is the entire world.

[ Released in CN: 9 December 2022 ]

[ sound of running water ]

I’ve washed the dishes.

Why are you lying down?

If you lie down right after eating,

Your stomach would feel uncomfortable.

It’s better to sit up for a while before sleeping.

Hm? You’re too tired after eating and don’t feel like getting up?

[ chuckles ]

Come on. I'll carry you.

[ rustling noises ]

It feels like a long time since

We last spent the weekend in such a leisurely manner.

Lately, we’ve either been busy over the weekends

Or having fun outside.

We haven’t had time to have an afternoon nap together.

Didn’t you say

That you’ve been wanting to watch a TV series?

Want to watch it now?

It could pass the time.

Mm. I’ll look for it.

Hm... “The 365 Days of Little Transparent”.

“Slacking Off At Work”.

The titles of TV series these days

Are becoming increasingly novel.

“Rebirth of the Female Official.”

Are you sure you want to watch this?

Sure.

It’s not that I dislike it.

I’m fine with anything.

The things I enjoy watching

Aren’t really suitable for watching before an afternoon nap.

This one’s just right.

I remember that this TV series has been really popular recently.

During my afternoon breaks,

I often see Hang Jie engrossed in it.

She even teased me

About how I can’t keep up with trends.

But

Tomorrow,

She won’t have the chance to say that.

[ TV series noises ]

Is sitting uncomfortable?

You’re too full?

Sit a little closer.

I’ll give you a rub.

[ Gavin breathing noises ]

It tickles?

What if I use this amount of force?

I’m not tired.

All you have to do is relax.

This TV series seems very similar to those novels you read from before.

Based on typical tropes,

The female protagonist will probably have another chance at life.

And overcome many obstacles

And take counteractions the whole way through.

My guess is correct?

In that case, could I ask for a reward?

[ kiss ]

Mm.

This works.

Hm? Why are you frowning?

You’re asking about why the female protagonist didn’t return the attack?

Because it wasn’t the right time.

Although she lived again

And knew about what would happen in the future,

She hadn’t built up sufficient abilities.

That’s why she chose to hone her strength.

Mm.

I heard about what happened in the later portions from Sis Hang.

Okay.

No spoilers.

But after you’ve watched it,

You’d probably be filled with energy.

My thoughts?

I find it okay.

There wasn’t enough guidance when it came to the martial arts.

But it has a well-knit plot.

It’s no wonder everyone enjoys watching it.

But

Why is it that whenever the male protagonist looks at the female protagonist,

He glares at her?

To get her attention?

I see.

Why are your eyes getting bigger too?

You’re not tired anymore?

The male protagonist is so handsome

That you can’t see anything else?

Nope.

I’m not jealous.

Whether he’s good-looking is a separate thing.

His acting is passable.

The first episode has ended.

You can go to sleep now.

[ rustling noises ]

Hm? You don’t want to sleep?

You want to watch another episode?

Because the male protagonist is too handsome?

Is he very handsome?

I can do whatever he can.

That move he used earlier -

It’s just a basic wrestling technique.

It restrains the other party by controlling the joints,

But doesn’t cause pain to the other party.

This move appears to be an attack

But it’s actually used for protection.

It’s very suitable to be used on a special “target” who is under arrest.

[ intense rustling noises ]

For example,

Using it against someone who isn’t willing to take an afternoon nap.

[ Gavin chuckles ]

It's too late to surrender.

Mmhmm. Playing coy won’t work.

[ Gavin in pain noises ]

That counterattack was pretty good.

It’s deft

And struck a weak spot.

But...

[ rustling noises and Gavin noises and a kiss ]

It’d take a little more

For it to become a “one-hit kill”,

Keep it up.

I’ll teach you.

Bring your hand a little upwards.

Yes.

Right here.

Mm... Give it a try.

[ Gavin heavy breathing noises ]

Mm. You learn pretty quickly.

[ Gavin heavy breathing noises ]

Does this count as my weak spot?

When I’m with you,

Yes.

If it’s anyone else,

They won’t have this chance...

All of my weaknesses

Are only open to you.

#mlqc #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc gavin

[bugbyte]

Today was good! I’m a little overwhelmed!

3:30 am posting because I’m feeling slightly wound thanks to today being a whole day, but it wasn’t a bad day?

Short version: bunch of appointments, thankfully all online, but after last week being stress central this was tolerable. I got my MMJ eval and it was quick and easy and if anything I over prepared because I’m so used to not being believed and having to back myself up with data. (Which I have to gather and keep for myself because medicine is apparently just a free for all where no one communicates with each other through the online app they have specifically so they can all access data about me from each other! Neat!)

Anyway that was a major relief and I was ready to cry because they said that this should work really well with the conditions and symptoms I have. I’ll probably write something up on the process later (because I would’ve liked a plain English walkthrough of what to expect but that’s ok) but I got my card from the state, which is all digital now, so welcome to the future, I guess.

We headed out to a pretty well reviewed and priced medical dispensary in the area and had a long info session on what would work best for me and landed on some low dose (for now) capsules and gummies. Then we got fried chicken because I’d had enough for one day and went home to see if it would work.

I took a capsule, ate my chicken, and waited. They did advise taking it with a fatty food (could’ve been peanut butter or avocado or anything really; we just got chicken for its uh, health…improving….properties….yeah that sounds right) It took like a solid hour and change to notice anything, and the effects were pretty minor.

I kept trying to explain what was happening to Delade but it was a very subtle thing and hard to get across. Basically the calmest I’ve felt in ages (bonus) and like a slight tiredness, like when you’re tired at the end of the day but not exhausted or like drugged tired if you take something to get to sleep and it hits hard. Just a nice soft calm feeling.

I got brave and tried adding in an extra half a gummy (watermelon flavor!) and that hit much more quickly and mostly just added to the soft feeling. Trying to put it in better words, it was like the different between laying directly on the hard floor, or laying on a puffy blanket on the floor. You can still feel the floor, but it’s much more comfortable than otherwise. I didn’t really feel particularly loopy other than finding a few things funnier than they probably actually were. I think I would compare it in drowsiness more to like…if you’ve been given an opioid after surgery or dental work or something, it’s kind of more like that than feeling just knocked right out. I always felt like these kinds of things gave me a sort of “cozy,” safe feeling while still being conscious enough to do some light things, and this was similar. Everybody’s different though so I might be a weirdo.

So yeah, it does work! I wasn’t expecting like a 100% change in pain levels, and this will definitely take some fine tuning to get right, but there was a difference for sure. I had the makings of a nasty headache after being stressed out all afternoon, which didn’t seem affected much by anything I took so that’s interesting. If I hadn’t had the headache I probably would have attempted some comic work but staring directly into a screen felt like a bad idea. In any case the sharp edges of the pain in the rest of my body got filed way down and I’m pretty amazed overall.

I know this can work now! So I can try again tomorrow! Hopefully with less stress headache so I can get a better gauge on how it actually feels! And hopefully try to draw.

So now I just have to figure out how not to feel weird about this talking to various doctors. Some recommended it, some I can imagine being less positive, but I think the anxiety about being judged is mostly in my head.

Anyway! It was a good experience overall, both the process for getting the card and actually trying the drug itself. If it’s something you’ve been looking into and have questions I can try and answer based on my (admittedly brief) experience so far. I only know how things work in NY, but being pretty anxious I get how it can feel more enormous to figure out when you don’t know the whole scope of a thing or what it’s like to actually do.

This entire thing makes me cackle btw because in fifth grade I won some DARE essay contest in school and I think got some kind of gift card I spent on art supplies, and a hat with the DARE lion mascot thing on it, which I think I still have and should probably start wearing for maximum dumbassery.

#blog #healthposting #chronic pain #medical marijuana #mmj #pain management #pain relief

[x-ceirios-x]

Inseperable

canon typical violence mentioned. other than that no cws. first part / prev / next

reblogs appreciated/encouraged

Since that afternoon, the two of them were basically attached at the hip. They knew they wouldn’t be at the camp long, so whatever time they had together, they took. This meant the occasional glare from Katara because they were making faces at each other at meetings or ensuring the other one ate dinner at a decent hour. Sometimes they’d sneak into the other’s tent but they swore to Toph when she caught them it wasn’t for anything she needed to be grossed out by. They just wanted to spend time together (which was true). 

This all led to the evening before they agreed to leave—time was coming for their final battle when Aang would hopefully take down Fire Lord Ozai and put a stop to this war. Zuko would be traveling with Katara to the palace and Shou would be staying with the White Lotus League to take back Ba Sing Se.

He didn’t know how he was supposed to stand amongst the ranks of the greatest bending masters in the world, but he’d try his best. 

“I can hear you thinking,” Zuko said, nudging his arm with his elbow. “Tomorrow?”

“Yeah,” he sighed. “I’m worried. I just want everything to go well.”

“Me, too.”

He leaned his head against the cool stone behind them, setting his bowl to the side for now. Later, he’d have to remember to thank Piandao for the taste from home. 

Not home. Ba Sing Se was home to him, now. He wasn’t even sure if he wanted to return to the fire nation after the war. Maybe.

Surviving tomorrow was the first goal. Thinking about his future didn't matter if he didn’t get through that. 

He laid his head on Zuko’s shoulder silently, enjoying the quiet. The fire crackled a few feet away from them and there was idle chatter from the others, but it was a strangely peaceful night. 

The calm before the storm, he supposed.

Zuko took his hand and brought it to his lips—he kissed the back of his hand without another word. Over the last few days they’d gotten much more comfortable with subtle things like this. It said more than either of them could form the words to when the air was heavy. 

It only got heavier as the night went on—everyone tried to go to bed early so they were well rested for the following day, but that didn’t mean he could sleep. He could hear the crickets chirping and the occasional bird, too, but it didn’t help at all. 

Hoping fresh air would help, he got up and decided to take a walk outside of camp. Apparently, he wasn’t the only one with that idea, because when he got a bit of a ways away, he saw another fire crackling in a clearing.

Upon closer inspection, it was Zuko—no doubt trying to clear his mind, too. He cleared his throat from behind him, letting him know he was there. 

Always on defense, he gathered a bit of the fire from in front of him and spun with it in his hand, but let it fizzle out when he realized who it was. “You scared me,” he said rather flatly, sitting back down next to the fire. 

Shou smirked and sat next to him. “Easy, hothead, it’s just me.”

“I don’t appreciate all the fire-related nicknames now. Bad enough Aang calls me Sifu Hotman.”

He scoffed, turning to brush a bit of hair out of his face. “You like it and you know it.”

He’d never mention it and knew Zuko wouldn’t admit it, but he could swear he saw him blush before he turned away. 

“Talk to me,” he said, all teasing tone gone from his voice. “We said no secrets anymore. What’s going on—what are you thinking about?”

“I could ask you the same.”

“I asked first.”

Zuko took a breath and laid his forehead against his collar. “I don’t know what to do about tomorrow. There’s so many unknowns, I—everyone trusts me, now, but tomorrow is everyone’s real test. I’m…I’m worried someone won’t make it home.”

He ducked, taking his face in his hands. “Everyone is going to make it home tomorrow. I promise.”

“How can you know?”

“I don’t.”

He sighed, eyes dropping to the ground beneath them. “I can’t lose anyone else, Shou. I—I don’t have anyone else. Everyone who loves—or even just cares about me is here.”

There wasn’t anything he could do to reassure him because none of them could predict the future. If he could, he wouldn’t have spent years in Ba Sing Se, in fighting rings and job hopping. All he could do was make promises he would do his hardest to keep. It wasn’t fair, but it was his only option. 

He pulled him in, something they were both getting more accustomed to as they understood what a relationship looked like for them. 

“I know you don’t wanna think about this,” he muttered. “And I don’t know how much, realistically, I could do. But I will make sure, Zuko, that Iroh gets back to you.”

“And what about you?”

The question sounded so empty—so broken, like a child heartbroken over something they lost—that he didn’t know how to reply right away. “I’ll do my best.”

Zuko’s hands flew to his, almost like he was ensuring he wouldn’t disappear on him. “Promise me, Shou. Everyone means you, too. I care too much about you to lose you.”

He figured, to save his pride, he wouldn’t mention the tear that fell down his face. 

He hung his head, a wry smile on his face. “You know, for the last…well, however many years since I got to the Earth Kingdom, I’ve been reckless. You saw me with black eyes and cut lips, probably broken ribs—I spent my time fighting for money but also for the thrill of it. Most people had enough dignity not to kill their opponent, or at least not in the ring. It was shady, but…now that this is really life or death tomorrow, I don’t know how to feel.”

It was quiet for a while. Zuko pretended like he wasn’t silently crying and tried to stop, Shou chose to do him a favor and ignore it. They sat there in tense silence, watching the stars and the fire. 

“We should go back to sleep,” Shou said, squeezing his hand. “It’s late, and we have a long day tomorrow.”

They put out the fire and walked back to camp, back to Zuko’s tent. Rather than ducking in, he stayed there, fiddling with his hands. He smiled—he was using any excuse to not have to go to sleep without him, he could guess. 

“Would you like me to stay?” he asked gently, taking one of his hands in his.

“Yes, please.”

It was a short answer, but exactly what he wanted to hear nonetheless. They curled up inside, Zuko’s back pressed into his chest, and thin blankets over them. The warm summer air made it perfect weather, hopefully enough to get them both to sleep soon. 

“You never gave me an answer,” he mumbled, tiredness evident in the way his words slurred slightly. He yawned. “Come home to me tomorrow.”

Shou sighed and squeezed him for a moment. “I promise, Zuko. I’ll do my best.”

He hummed in reply, finally drifting off to sleep—he knew he’d be up for a while afterward, but he wasn’t awake enough to bother leaving camp again. 

Thoughts raced through his mind, but he kept calm and eventually slept listening to Zuko’s steady breathing and reminding himself he was safe.

#xx.shou #atla #avatar #avatar oc #atla oc #iroh #iroh atla #zuko #zuko atla #avatar zuko #avatar iroh #zuko x oc #avatar the last air bender

[chasing-the-persea]

Here's my rough draft of my pjo fic! It follows the story of Koralia Jackson, Percy and Annabeth's daughter, as she tries to find her place in a world where her parents are legendary heroes and everyone expects her to follow in their footsteps.

As this is a rough draft things get kind of confusing, the pacing is worse than a three-legged race, there's a few accidentally time-traveling tenses, and two narrator shifts (which i've marked). basically, good luck!

i do plan on posting the other four chapters ive drafted for this eventually but, in all honesty, it's going to take a bit to get them even somewhat readable and im only posting these because i lost the motivation to keep writing so like. it may be a month before i share chapter two.

also, there's very vaguely described/implied panicking, character deaths, and drowning.

GRIP OF FATE

CHAPTER 1

It's 1:48 in the morning and Koralia Jackson can't sleep. She's been tossing and turning for hours. Tomorrow is her last day of summer school. If she manages to survive it, she'll be a sixth grader.

If.

She's done her best to prepare: she spent all afternoon doing the last bit of homework her teachers assigned, double-checking it, then triple-checking just to be sure. Her clothes, carefully chosen to avoid being dress-coded, were laid out flat to prevent wrinkles. Her books were already in her backpack, as was her chapstick, extra pencils and pens, hair ties, bandages, and granola bars. Everything she could need was packed. So why was she still so nervous?

Maybe because of the mysterious phone call her parents received that evening.

It wasn't the fact that her parents got a call so late. They volunteered at an organization that helps kids in foster care, and a late call often meant a kid was needing an emergency placement for a night or two.

No, what was mysterious was that after the call, her parents barely said anything the rest of the night. The atmosphere in the house - normally warm, easy, and homely - turned cautious and cold. Her parents were distant; something obviously was bothering them, but when Koralia asked about it they assured her there was nothing wrong. You know how adults can be while talking about something they don't want you to overhear.

Tired of not getting answers, and maybe hoping the extra sleep helps tomorrow go better, Koralia had gone to bed early. Besides, if it was important her parents would have told her what the call was about, right?

Hours later, she wasn't so sure anymore. Hundreds of questions have run through her head and all it's done is get her nerves even more worked up. The only thing she is certain of is that if she lays down for another minute she's going to scream. So, wrapped in a blanket cloak, she tip-toes upstairs for some chamomile tea. She can't help noticing the front door is locked and their dog Mrs. O'Leary is on the porch and laying in front of it.

Mrs. O'Leary wouldn't hurt a fly, but you wouldn't believe it if you saw her. She's like their own Clifford, if Clifford was a mastiff with fur black as night. When she barks it echoes for miles across the empty farmland around them. Koralia's dad jokingly calls her a hellhound because of it. In reality, she's just a big sweetie—emphasis on big. Her dad only puts her outside to run off energy and scare away any unwanted strangers when kids are staying the night. Whatever reason she was outside tonight, it didn't help Koralia's nerves.

It also didn't help when a sobbing scream cut through the silent house like a knife. After nearly jumping a foot in the air she looked towards the two guest bedrooms for the source of the sound, but they were empty; no kids staying the night after all. The cry had come from another floor up. Her parents' room. One of them must be having a nightmare—an all too common occurrence in the Jackson household.

Desperate to overcome her nervous energy, Koralia sips her chamomile tea and looks outside. She realizes there's one thing she hasn't done, one thing that's sure to make everything better: star-gazing.

She tip-toes back downstairs for her glasses, then outside to her hammock. She knew she should be cautious, especially for whatever reason Mrs. O'Leary was outside. But to protect Koralia was why she was out there in the first place, no?

Besides, it was a perfect night.

The air was cool for summer but the dense cover of humidity leftover from the day took away any chill. A gentle breeze blew from the east, surrounding her with the warm scent of growing crops. Fireflies lazily danced in the air, glittering in the twilight. Bullfrogs croaked mournfully in a nearby pond. Whip-poor-wills and screech owls called to each other from trees lining fence rows. If someone listened close enough they could hear the chittering of bats flying around.

Then, of course, there was the reason for going outside in the first place: the stars. The sky was crystal clear. The moon was just beginning to rise, and being so far in the country meant minimal light pollution. Stars light up the night, their violent blazes becoming a soft twinkle in the distant heavens. It made no difference to them if an eleven-year-old girl was having trouble sleeping. Their performance had started millennia ago, before life itself, and would continue long after everyone was gone. Every night the same thing, over and over again, for eternity.

(Not the same every night, Koralia reminded herself. Everything was always moving, on a cosmic scale. She was just too impossibly irrelevant to see anything more than a minuscule change in her lifetime. Not that that thought comforted her any.)

Their consistency is why Koralia liked them so much; the stars were dependable. In a life where everything is constantly moving or changing, it was a comfort to know one could look up and always find their way.

As her eyes found the familiar constellations, she recalled stories her mom had for each one. Straight upwards was Hercules, the mighty hero. A little further down, and to the northwest was Draco, the dragon; Cygnus, the goose; The bears Ursa Major and Minor, with their Big and Little Dippers. Andromeda was nearing the horizon, chased by Cassiopeia, and Perseus had nearly disappeared. Koralia's personal favorite, The Huntress, was rising in the east.

With the soft, comforting words of her mom running through her head, Koralia was asleep before long. And her own nightmare began.

<narrator shift, first-person Koralia's POV>

It started the way it always did. My family and I are swimming in a nearby creek, something we’ve done hundreds of times before. I had even invited some friends I made in kindergarten that year to come with us. The creek itself is one of the smaller ones in the area; it disappears completely during dry spells. But that doesn’t mean there weren't any deep spots or areas with a fast current due to the shallows.

One of my friends is begging me to go to one of the deeper spots with her. She wants to talk about the crush she has on a boy in her class and doesn’t want my brother Evan to overhear. He’s four years old, two years younger than me. My parents don’t like me leaving him out of things, but there are only so many places you can go that he can follow.

As much as I hate to admit it, I was getting tired of him whining and clinging to me like a monkey. I tell him to stay near the shore where Mom and Dad are setting up lunch. It’s shallower there, and we can play his favorite game of seeing who could find the most crawdads when we get back. But he’s not listening. He keeps following us further and deeper.

“Evan, go see Mom and Dad. We’ll be back in a couple minutes, I promise!”

“But Kora, I wanna go with you!”

I don’t know how it happened. The nightmare always gets fuzzy at this point. I don't know what's real anymore and what my mind has made up trying to make sense of everything. Maybe he jumped onto my back as a last resort to stay above the surface. Maybe I tried to shove him off. I dimly remember something grabbing my waist and pulling me backward, then my head hitting something hard on the creek bed. Someone screams. Everything goes black.

It only lasts a couple of seconds, but they feel like a lifetime. Slowly it starts to get brighter. I hear a hissing-humming sound, like someone whispering. I open my eyes but there’s a murky-green darkness all around. I take a breath and water fills my nose instead. I panic.

Where-am-I, where-am-I, underwater. Underwater? Not good. Not-good-not-good-not-good. Don’t-breathe-head-hurts-need-help? Help. HELP!

I kick as hard as I can. I reach up–was the water always this deep?–and I don’t break the surface. I’m sinking? Something grabs my hand. Dad? In my head, I hear his reassuring voice.

"It’s okay, I’ve got you now. You’re safe."

Then Mom is standing over me. She’s looking away, one hand to her mouth, tears running down her face. She has her other arm around a friend, who’s hugging her tightly. I’m laying down somewhere. It’s hard and bumpy. The bank of the creek? I rub the back of my head. My hand comes back red and sticky. Very not good. I attempt to sit up and the world starts spinning. A wave of nausea overwhelms me and it takes all I have to stop it.

Now Dad is here, relief washing over his face. But it doesn't wash away his red eyes, that even now are flitting toward the creek.

People keep popping up, asking if I'm alright. I hear others call out, "Not over here, either. Mr. Hendrick is still searching his branch of the creek."

"What's going on?" I ask. No one meets my eyes. I remember the scream and think of all the faces I saw looking at me, and whose face I didn't.

"Where's Evan? Is he okay, is he alright?" Nobody talks. My chest is hollow.

"What happened? Where's Evan?!" Mom looks to Dad, seeing if he's going to say anything. Now that his relief had worn off, he almost looked numb. But his fists were clenched and shaking, and his eyes were so full of anger they could have set the creek on fire.

Mom bent down and gently took my hand. Tears were already falling on her cheeks. She took a deep, quivering breath and said, "There was an accident in the water. We don't know how it happened but you fell and hit your head...and Evan got caught in the deep current after following you. Both of you went under...you're the only one who came back up.

"Everyone's been searching downstream, the water patrol is on the way, but..." Mom broke down, no longer able to hold back her sobs. Dad tore his eyes away from the creek and grabbed Mom in a hug. He spoke for her, but his anger was still evident as he spits out, "Evan was taken by the current. All we can do now is pray he's found."

<narrator shift, reverting to the previous POV>

But Evan was never found, and five years later Koralia still blames herself for his death. As much as her parents tell her that it wasn't her fault, she will always believe deep down that it was. After that, Koralia refuses to go in water any deeper than her ankles for fear of drowning.

Tonight finally had mercy on her. She was woken from her nightmare by a ball of light shooting across the sky; the biggest meteorite Koralia's ever seen. The amazing sight brought a cheerful ease to her heavy heart, and she found herself smiling when Mrs. O'Leary ran in the direction it was falling, like she was chasing a giant tennis ball. Koralia nodded off once again, and this time no nightmares interrupted her rest.

#grip of fate fic #percy jackson #annabeth chase #koralia jackson #persea posts

[bloemenfleur]

Intuitive

A moment passed by…

29 April 2023, in regards to 28 April 2023.

I don’t exactly know how to put it in words, but it was a pretty chaotic day, I might say. I’m currently in block 2 of my study, having the busiest one so far. I supposed to have a trip right now, but…

I still remember the day I purchased the trip ticket. It was during the week of ToM exam preparation, around March 20-something. I thought I needed to loose a bit since I was too intense in the first block, thus I planned the trip just in case, also it seems like the ticket was cheaper before it increased (yet it turned out the price stayed the same up until around two weeks before departure?). So counting the days to departure began…

First block passed. The ToM exam passed (not).

Entered block two like a flash (literally, we had no week off).

I took three courses, contrary to two only, because of the minimum credit required for an internship. This is the ‘mistake’ happened. I should’ve known that it would be hectic hectic, as the first block alone with lesser credit was already quite demanding. One week in, two weeks, three weeks… I was rattling, trying to catch up with all the materials, while at the same time preparing my stuff for internship - CV, workshops, applying jobs, scrolling through LinkedIn… it is a mess. And approaching the day of the trip…

Here came 27 April. The long vacation in the Netherlands began with King’s Day, the birthday of the Dutch royal family’s King. I was in, of course, not going miss anything from the events. All in, with all-orange merchandise and outfit. With a couple of friend hanging around a city district in Amsterdam. The thing is, we kind of grew tired at the afternoon and split up afterwards, around 4 pm. I should’ve taken the clue to go home too, but a part of me somehow still wanted to wander around for the celebration day since I looked cool. Alright, a friend and I kept walking toward anywhere as we didn’t actually know what where we were actually walking to. We ended up going to a cafe, took some more pictures, and in the end ate some chickens in a Korean restaurant I never went to before. After that we really split up for real and I went home, saying I should’ve really prepared for tomorrow’s trip (which is today’s mess, basically). Ended up fixing my laptop (again and again, my laptop was having breakdowns and this would create a whole new story) and waited for Isha prayer before sleeping because I thought of doing the luggage stuff in the morning - that was around 11.15 pm. I still remember what I felt in the evening after getting home: I’m tired, I shouldn’t have bought that trip, I don’t deserve trips anyway… at least not before this block’s exams, I haven’t been the best in this block, I feel guilty to go on vacation when I suppose to catch up to all the materials I’ve been missing these four weeks… Can I get a refund if I decide not to go? I just want to go to the library the next morning, ugh… and so on and so forth. In short; I actually don’t want to go.

But I still woke up early the next morning to prepare myself, because to settle the internal battle in me I decided still to go, but after this trip I wouldn’t have any breaks anymore until this block is over. I planned to go at 9.30 as it felt safe, yet I passed the time a bit, but it’s okay, I still can catch it, just with a bit of a rush of running. Yet, the metro I was riding on stopped for some minutes more, which delayed my journey (later on I found out there was a construction work being held on the route, hence the delays). I was wrinkling my nose, feeling quite panic while looking at the time on my phone screen. 9.59 am. The bus moved at 10 am. It’s okay, there’s a probability they would delay the journey anyway… I tried to calm myself down. By the time I arrived, it was 10.03 am. I rushed outside toward the bus parking lot, and by the time I reached the ground, a bus passing me by. I had a gut that it was actually my bus, but I still tried to find the bus. Unsurprisingly it was not there. It was gone.

Change of plans. I asked the trip leader what to do and she advised to take another bus. Okay, I purchased another bus ticket to catch on to the main bus. While I finally got into the bus, a report came in the group chat informing that an accident happened in the way to our destination which caused heavy traffic. We were stuck for quite some time, and my bus ended up late than expected time to the supposed meeting point by 2 hours. Again, after arrived there, the main bus already left.

I was feeling pretty devastated at that point. I called the trip leader to ask what to do, and she told me to catch on the next meeting stops. Several choices, and I stared at the train ticket machine since the bus tickets were already full or not suitable for my needs. As the tiredness came over my head, and having to stare at the (slow) ticket machine for an hour or so, plus the waiting bench was cold, I started to look for a ticket way home instead. I was tired, I felt dizzy, I had not eaten, I was feeling cold, and I was basically a lost person. I just wanted to go home, rest on my bed, and do something productive the next day. On that cold bench, I tried to call some of my friends. A friend picked it up. We talked and I decided to go to her neighboring city of my residence instead - since I already carried the luggage, why not.

I looked for the transportation to go right away. I called the trip leader that I quit, I was just too tired to catch up anymore. Of course I was thinking of the money I had paid, but the whole vibe was gone. I suddenly remembered what my mom always said in the typical moment: “this is a lesson for you, just profess the cost as the cost for learning.” Indeed I felt guilty for the euros I spent for something I didn’t use at all, but I just.

Waiting at the airport for the bus to come, my departure would have one transfer change, and I am writing this post now in my time off at Liege, Belgium, feeling completely lost, where everything closed, no McD, no nothing for me to seat at least, at 1.55 am. I was eager to get on the next bus that was supposed to be here to pick me up at 4.30 am but I got an email saying it was delayed and now I have to wait for another one hour. I felt quite unsafe here, people looked dangerous, places were closed, nowhere to shelter, outside was cold, at one time it was raining too so I have to go inside the building with noone is in (basically)…

Update after 2 days later:

30 April 2023, in regards to 29 April 2023.

I ended up waiting for one more hour because the bus was delayed. Yes, three and a half in the middle of somewhere foreign with no language I could understand, in the middle of the night, alone.

I escaped this odd whole day and night going back to the Netherlands, to Rotterdam afterwards. Things were looking better after. And now I’m writing this update version at one of the tram stops in Amsterdam already (home sweet home!).

What a lesson to learn.

#fwriteh #2023

[pbandjesse]

After many hours of work, I have finished reorganizing the studio! I am very sneezy. But I am so glad I did it.

Today was honestly a great day. I slept okay last night. Getting up was hard. But I did and felt pretty good.

I got dressed and had leftover chipotle for breakfast. I had some crackers. And then I got all my stuff together to go to the armory.

I drove down there and thought about stopping at Walgreens to get my prescription but then I remembered the aren't open on the weekend. Annoying. But that is fine. I got to the armory and waited for Jess to get there.

When she did we went to get the snacks she got for the workshop participants. Very big bags of popcorn. I even got one to take home.

We got upstairs and got everything set up and I felt really good about the project.

I love teaching sewing. And we were learning three basic stitches. And then a satin stitch for a few that wanted to fill in spaces. We ended up having two kids, one teen, and threw adults participate. And it was so fun!!

I got to show off my coat. And I loved talking to the kids about their ideas. The teen volunteer is really into making and showed me the adorable stuff she makes. We talked about projects and how to store them. And how to get materials. I am glad I was able to share the best places to get cheap and cost effective materials. I also got to spend time organizing my thread. Jessica helped by sorting the blue box so it'll be easier to wrap later. It was a productive class all around.

Everyone was having so much fun that we ended up staying an extra half hour. I encouraged everyone to take thread to finish their projects and to keep their hoops and needles. Some returned the needles though and that is just fine. They all said they are.coming back next week. I hope they do!!

We cleaned up pretty quickly. And then I was off. Back to the house to get back to cleaning the studio.

It was embarrassing how much stuff was in the living room. But I needed the space to be able to sort and clean. Mr Will came over and I told him not to laugh at me but he said I was doing good. And that he has ordered the new door and it'll be here soon.

Besides a few little breaks, I worked on the studio from 1245 until 730. Basically the entire afternoon. I did take an hour breakfast for dinner. But besides that it was just. Sorting. And finding spaces on the shelves. Throwing away trash. Sorting paper. Pulling out my art and putting it in a portfolio case. Just really digging in and trying hard to make the space more conducive to finding the materials I needed.

I also filled three bags of stuff to donate. And 4 1/2 Rubbermaid totes to bring to puhtok.

When James got home they would help me fold all of our sheets and extra blankets and bedding. Then we chose a few to donate. I also moved some trunks around. And really made some space and feel so good about it.

I also kicked up a ton of dust. So tomorrow I will do more actual cleaning. But in the mean time I did sweep a lot of little bits of fabric and trash. James put our couch cushions in trash bags so we could store them in the fire place since I got the box out of there and consolidated that stuff that was in there. And I just feel like we accomplished so much.

We took a little dinner break. Cuddled on the couch. My dad called as I was putting away the last few things. We talked for a half hour it was really nice to hear him sound so strong he starts intense physical therapy soon. And it going to hopefully relearn to drive. I am proud of him.

And once I was totally done everything I could do I went and took a bubble bath.

Which made me feel great. I did a face mask. My skin feels so soft. And now I am in bed. James made me a sandwich. I am sipping juice. I am very ready to go to sleep.

I have the next two days off. And I hope to do my knitting and finish my last crochet squares so I can start attaching them this week. I hope you all have a great night tonight. Sleep well my friends. I love you!

[wenevergotusedtoegypt]

Gosh we really need to figure out an overarching strategy for dealing with in-law visits.

The main issue is how big a contrast there is befeeen the frequency and duration of visits we’re ok with from my parents vs. them. My parents have been visiting us about every couple of months since we became comfortable with them doing so again covid-wise. And with the birth, they were just here for 12 days leading up to and following the birth, went home for 3 days, and then came back for another 10 days for the bris and helping while my husband started back up at school. They’re coming back 2 weeks from tomorrow for another 6 days for my toddler’s upshernish. My husband and I are both totally fine with all of this; it’s an incredible help. My mom slept on our couch much of these past 2 trips and took care of basically all burping and diapers and getting him to sleep day and night (he will be 3 weeks on Tuesday and i literally have not changed a single diaper of his yet). My dad entertained the toddler pretty much all day every day after his camp ended on the 25th. My mom has already volunteered to sleep on the couch again when they come back.

My in-laws were here for 5 days for the bris, after not having been here in months. We only actually saw them on 3 of those days. All 3 of them were torturous. They expect to be hosted. They don’t help; I think my MIL went so far as to hold the baby briefly 2-3 times and my FIL held him once. When they’re in our home (for hours straight), they expect us to sit and talk to them the whole time (which mostly consists of them complaining about things). My husband was trying to do schoolwork and my mother kept having to subtly step in and intervene because my MIL kept interrupting him to ask 10 billion non-time-sensitive questions despite knowing what he was doing. When they came over the afternoon after the bris and I needed to rest, she insisted that they open all the gifts people had given us at the bris while I was resting, because it’s not like I should’ve been part of that too, right? Not like they were gifts for MY baby whose birth was causing me to need the rest or anything… Anyway, neither my husband or I enjoys these visits. They’re stressful and just literally the opposite in all ways of my parents’ visits, which are specifically designed to be as helpful as possible and to work themselves into our everyday lives rather than taking them over.

But of course my in-laws don’t have any concept of this difference. They are already coming for the upshernish (which reminds me, once again they have not bothered to inform us of the specific dates…and I am NOT hosting them over Rosh Hashanah so I certainly hope they don’t think they’re staying for that). There’s an extended family wedding in our city just over a month later that they’ve mentioned wanting to come in for. And they are already pestering my husband about coming during his winter break too. This year it’s going to be significantly shorter than the past 2 years because he’ll be doing his first clinical rotation, so there’s that already, and also the week his break starts is the week I’ll be going back to work. I cannot deal with them visiting that week and also getting into the swing of working. It just cannot be a thing. Oh, and then he’s also having his white coat ceremony in November, which I don’t think they’ve realized yet or I’m sure they would be planning a trip then too. 🤦🏻‍♀️

But it’s so hard to argue that these visits are too much because they know about my parents’ visits and the difference is just way above their heads. Sigh.

[dufreydiaries]

Dufrey Diaries Chapter 26

Lucline woke very early the next morning, hearing Tira whimper and cry out from her room. She got up and heard Rasina stir beside her.

”I got it, honey. You get your rest.” Lucline kissed her wife, how exciting she could call Rasina that now, on the forehead. Rasina smiled and settled back into sleep.

Lucline padded barefoot down the hall and to Tira’s room, which had been her own since she and Rasina took over her parent’s old room. Tira was trapped in a nightmare, tears leaking down her cheeks. Lucline wiped the tears away as she sat on the bed next to the child and runs a hand through her hair.

“Wake up, baby. It’s just a bad dream.”

Tira’s blue eyes opened. Lucline was still not used to her having blue eyes. Her siblings had said Tira was identical to how she had looked at that age. I guess that is what happened when a child was made without a second parent.

“I… I was back on the slab.” She whimpered. “Only this time, you were able to save me. It was horrible.”

“It was just a dream, Tira. You’re safe now. The ones that hurt you are gone and won’t be bothering you again.”

She nodded and hugged Lucline. “Mama, can I start training with Mother tomorrow? I know I’ll be required to master most weapons to be a knight.”

Lucline smiled and hugged her daughter back. “Oh course, baby. I’m sure she would love to teach you. Besides, being able to defend yourself is important. If you like, I can start your learning in Restoration magic, though you will quickly overtake me in skill.”

Tira smiled up at her. “I would like that. Are you going to see a healer in the morning?” Lucline nodded. She could feel her stomach grumble like it had the other morning. “Speaking of, I should go before I have to run out holding my mouth.” ”Can I come too when you go? I want to know if my baby sister is on the way as soon as I can.”

Lucline chuckled and kissed Tira’s forehead. “Of course, Tira. I’ll come get you when it’s time.”

By the time Lucline made it back to her and Rasina’s room, she had to kneel over the bucket and be sick. She felt strong hands rubbing her back.

“Hey, did I wake you?” She asked, her mouth foul and gross. She felt a cup against her hand, and she took it and swished her mouth out and spat it into the bucket before drinking the rest.

“Yes, but it’s fine. Hoping the healer has good news for us later.”

She smiled and snuggled into Rasina’s arms. “So does Tira. She is excited to have a little sister.”

Using magical assistance with two female partners would guarantee a female child, though no one understood why. If Rasina had used magic to become male for the purpose of procreation, they would have a chance at a son, but Lucline did not find men attractive. She hoped she would be able to get past that for her beloved but thankfully, Rasina was more than fine with only daughters.

“I had three males cousins growing up like brothers.” Rasina had winked as she said. “I would rather have had sister figures personally.”

Lucline let her wife lead her back to bed and they snuggled in together to wait for the morning.

*Elder-Scrolls*

Before her appointment, Lucline had business to attend to. The running of the various Dufrey estates and businesses took up much of her morning. Lobamog was going through ledgers, looking for all the places her parents had laundered money to fund the Brotherhood. It was looking to be a very long task. Once she was done, she got up and waved to Lobamog.

“Good work today, Lobamog. Why don’t you take the afternoon off? I’m sure your paramour would enjoy lunch with you.”

He smiled widely. “Much obliged, Lucline. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Lucline walked outside and found Rasina correcting Tira’s stance, leading her through basic forms with a wooden sword. She stopped and watched her spouse and child interacting. Rasina was firm but patient with Tira as she helped her perfect each stance. After a few minutes, she stepped out into the courtyard.

“is it time for the appointment with the healer, jewel of my desert?” Rasina asked, giving her a wide smile. She stepped in and kissed her wife with a smile on her own lips.

“Yes, my love. Let’s go and see if we will have another little Dufrey soon.”

Tira clapped her hands eagerly and the three of them walked towards the temple.

*Elder-Scrolls*

Mirada smiled as her brides were each feeding from the neck of a young woman. They had gotten lucky, and a decent size group of young women were visiting Camlorn to learn about the Werewolf attack in the second era. Her human pet had arranged for the girls to camp near where the vampires could come down and charm them in the night.

The girls thought they were having a party, and to some degree they were. They were topless and very drunk from the wine her servant had provided to help the situation. Mirada walked through the room, each of her brides infecting a different girl with vampirism. There were girls of every major race in attendance, and Mirada had to prevent herself from adding the races she was missing to her personal Brides. The last girl was slumbering next to her throne, fang marks in various places on her body. Mirada had to bite the Breton girl multiple times to infect her.

“When you are finished enjoying your meals, take the girls to the cells until they complete their transitions. Once they have turned, we send them back to their homes to start spreading the disease to their families. Each of you will go with your turned victim and be their handler. You will personally command your own coven of vampires turned from her fangs. Gather your army’s and prepare for war. This is but the first step in my plan.”

She picked up the girl, meant for Daggerfall and her own attentions. Then she sent a mental signal to her pet in Camlorn. It was a little early, but she would turn her now. She would get Abee Dufrey as her servant on her own. She needed a Bride in Camlorn and who better than it’s Countess.

She let herself smile as her brides picked up their seconds-in-command and took them to the cells. Soon, High Rock would be filled with vampires and then she would be queen of a vampire nation.

#elder scrolls #fanfic #sapphic

[letthylightshine]

What has my day been like?

Good Afternoon, friends! I am going to let you all know what my day has been like. First of all, my sleep was sweet but my schedule was completely off. The weather has been affecting my sinuses so bad. My nose has been running and stopped up for almost a week now. Its contradicting because the weather in the past two days have been in the 60's. Why is it so cold in my house? I have been making arrangements to keep it warm. I've got my spaceheater going in addition to the AC Heat.

So, I am a FT Wife to Carlos Ramirez. My days consist of cooking for him and I, cleaning the house, organizing anything I can get my hands on, sleeping & napping, studying Spanish, reading my bible, praying, personal hygiene, and now blogging and social media. All these things together are like a Full-Time job. And now I am looking for a job because I am desiring an increase in my living standards. Hopefully, I can get a job that is for me and I will be able to simplify some things for Carlos and I. Carlos and I are both independent people. If we can do it ourselves, we will do it. And that even narrows it down to fixing our own vehicles because Carlos is Mechanic.

However, in the past few years I have been quite fascinated by the: "Hi, we are calling you about your cars extended auto warranty!" phone calls because who would have know that car warranties came with such convenience. I'll have to tell you all about it later. Let's get into my day!

"You may not believe, but you will see my power." - Jesus

This morning, my day began at about 7:00AM. I woke up to achy, stuffy nose because of the sudden weather change within the past two weeks. Fall seems to be transitioning out and Winter is transitioning in. In my most recent 5 years, I decided: "I like winter because its not so bad on the body. Plus, I can dress cute with my winter clothes - layers, scarves, boots, flannel button downs." Do you get the jist ?" I am going to have to see how this winter is going to be. As I stated, the past two days have been in the mid-60's, which is good, but its still quite cold for me. My husband, Carlos, is from Mexico. He's told me how, in Mexico, they don't experience a Winter Season. Atleast, not where he lives in VeraCruz. I'd much rather live in Veracruz at this point, but he's enjoying the stability he's gained in Estabas Unidos. So, I don't rush it but I have said: "I'd like me a Mexico Original home in the suburbs of Mexico or atleast on some nice land." With the curvy brick- style shingles. Yes!

Carlos is funny and he loves to tell jokes here and there but last night got me! He said, "You're working on the roof with me tomorrow?" Half serious/Half joking I said, "Yes!" very seriously. Meanwhile, I said: "Yes!" at maybe 8pm in the night. I have not really been out of the house, especially in the morning time, in a long while. Plus, its "cold outside." I believe I answered too soon. I woke up about 7AM and I was like : "Yes! New day. (I was sleeping on the love seat in our bedroom. I had fell asleep there after my shower.) Now, it's time to get in bed and have the real sleep." Moments later, Carlos' alarm goes off at 7:30 AM.

He's like: "Mi Reyna, despierta! Wake up! We are working on the roof this morning! Let's get ready!" I am like: "Oh no, I was just playing when I said yes." So, I layed back down. Carlos began getting ready. Friends, my nose was stopped up, sinuses congested, throat mildly sore - Can we say it may have been the end of the world considering the circumstances! Carlos has to basically peel me out of the bed like you use a spatula to scramble eggs when you forgot to put a little oil or butter on the skillet! Mama wasn't ready!

So, I got up! I was upset! But, I got up, brushed my teeth, put on clothes, and we were out the door. We had to go to Collierville for his work today! Carlos work sites vary from Arlington, Cordova, maybe Memphis, Millington, Covington, or Southaven - all in Memphis and surrounding areas. Today we went to Collierville. These houses are nice and beautiful too. They are brand new houses - some are for sale and others are still new construction or under construction.

This Morning began to be a beautiful day after I finally got up! We drove towards Collierville and I started having faint memories of my days when I used to be in Collierville and East Memphis with my friends. It was sweet memories and maybe I also teared up but it was nothing compared to the NOW. We stopped at the corner store for gas. Carlos offered to purchase me something from the store. Carlos is so kind, caring, and nurturing. He's awesome. I love him! I ordered me a Sausage, Egg, and Cheese Biscuit with a V8 Vegetable Drink. Talk about good! It was delicious! The biscuit was perfectly soft, flaky, and mouthwatering. I tore that biscuit up! Carlos got more coffee, LOL. He'd just had coffee at home, but I guess, "When you gotta go, ya gotta go!"

We arrived at his worksite. I began to become a little nervous because I had not worked with Carlos in a while. Especially moving those heavy shingles, as he asks me to assist him with. And thats exactky what he needed me to do. I have been meditating on the verse that says: "Do not be greedy for money and appreciate what you have." I have been appreciating God blessing me to be a Stay-At-Home wife. So, Carlos asking or making me come to work with him this morning really put me a little on edge and out of my normal routine. I said NO to helping with the shingles today. It's as though the Holy Spirit said, "Carlos should have called his boss and requested emergency back-up since he was the only person working. I did not sign you up for this and you're allowed to say no." So, I said no. I felt a little bad for my honey but alls fair in love! He accepted my NO and got to work. So, I decided to pray for us so that we can have a good day with our great expectation. After praying, the Sun came out and I swore I could see the Father's face. It was well with my soul.

Then, I'd remembered that I'd been having knee pains. The neighborhood was a pretty good size to walk around, even offering a walking trail. Do you know what I did? Got to walking!

Listen to a favorite of mine:

Yes, you all - I began walking this really bad knee pain off. I did not understand where it came from but I did realize I have not been exercising as much since it got colder outside. This was perfect timing to begin building my motivation to walk in my own neighborhood. As I began to walk, the pain slowly but surely began to go away. I am going to keep on walking until the pain is no more. I am going to have to manage it throughout the winter. I have to get back motivated to exercise all together.

Once I had enough walking, I rested in our van, took a nap, and woke up to Carlos asking for more assistance with those heavy shingles. This time, I said: "Yes, my love!" You all, I could only do so much. Then, it began sprinkling! "Yes!" I shouted in my mind because I did not need Carlos to get frustrated thinking that I did not want to help. Neither did I want the Lord to think the same. So, I prayed like Elijah that it would not rain, LOL. My prayer was: "Lord, please don't let it rain today. And don't let it rain for 3 years. And keep hydrating the Earth and its inhabitants. Amen." I had to show that my faith is strong and unfaltering. Then, it began to rain harder! Ha, sometimes you gotta be happy and joyful even when you don't get what you've asked for. Its possible with gratitude!

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I'd like to share the story of Elijah and the Prayer Of Rain:

Elijah was a man with a nature like ours, and he prayed fervently that it might not rain, and for three years and six months it did not rain on the earth. Then he prayed again, and heaven gave rain, and the earth bore its fruit (James 5:17-18).

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It began to rain even harder. I got so happy and I am sure Carlos did too because then we could go home and spend some quality time with one another, which is rare in the afternoon time of most days. Carlos usualy gets home after the sun has gone down. So, we packed up all the tools - nails, ladders, nail guns, and more. Then, we headed home. Our day was adventurous because we received what we did not expect - but the flowers need the rain, so it was good. And we need the rain to replenish the harvest. Take a good look at the fields, the harvest is ready!

We got home, cooked dinner, and I am now relaxing and concluding my day! It was short but sweet. Carlos is outside looking at my vehicle. Its been a tiring day so relaxation is needed.

Thank you very much for reading! Until next time....<3

#bible verses #jesus #jesus christ #jesus is coming #jesus of nazareth #Youtube

[keefwho]

September 29 - 2023 Friday

6:31pm

I'm doing this funny little thing I do, and used to do to a much greater extent. My tummy is a little bit upsetti tonight but not a lot, something I'd consider normal even. But sometimes I'm susceptible to thinking about worst case scenarios. In this case I don't even know what that is. I know I can't be sick. It's almost impossible that it's food poisoning. So I don't know what I'm afraid of. Feeling bad I guess? Also I'm worried this headspace will carry over to tomorrow when it will really matter since I'm getting my groceries. I told myself I have to go no matter what and thats what I intend to do. I know there is nothing to be afraid of. My "fears" are always unrealistic and obscure. Tomorrow I intent to keep that in mind when I gotta go to town. It's only a 3.5 hour trip, not actually a long time. As shown last time, I can easily go that amount of time without having to use the bathroom which is something I'm nervous about. Only because I really don't want to use a public restroom unless its just to pee maybe.

I know tomorrow I'll be okay. My brain tricks me into thinking that suffering will last forever or will always get worse. I need to remember that I'm being lied to.

11:47pm

Today was okay, I was worried I wouldn't stay on task like the past couple of days but planning exactly what I was going to do in the morning paid off. Breakfast was a bologna sandwich with baked beans. I also woke up to a pretty decent scan of my room that rendered overnight so that's good, still tidying it up though. The stream went okay, I got pretty frustrated at both the YCH I had to do and my friend who is always correcting me on basically everything. It's something I've noticed for awhile and today it was bothering me. We watched the final episode of Courage which made me tear up more than I thought it would.

After stream I did a very good job cleaning. I put away my clothes, wiped down my entire kitchen area, and vacuumed. Right after I did my whole workout very diligently. Lunch was a bowl of tuna spaghetti while I watched the Fionna and Cake finale. The show in general blew my mind and gave so much grand lore that I wanted. It also left a lot open in a way that is obviously set up to explore later.

I admit I didn't do all my afternoon work but I didn't feel the need to. I did some good sketching and my friend wanted me to play Roblox with him which I also wanted to do since I knew he wouldn't be playing long. So we did that for a little bit before I left the call and was just chilling. My tummy started behaving weird around this point. I was basically waiting for Daisy to be free because I wanted to chill before VR and play my new game Tiny Atolls. She alerted me when she got in VR and then we had a nice little night of hopping places. It seems like neither of us knew what we wanted to do at first. We tried a couple Halloween mazes which were meh and tried joined off some people. My tummy hurt and I didn't quite feel the socializing mood but it got better. At around the time we were in the Namco museum I started to get in the right mood and had a lot of fun. At some point 570 joined and we hopped a couple places before getting off for the night. Daisy watched me play my new game as she went to sleep and it was cozy.

I'm not feeling so nervous about tomorrow anymore since I feel better now. I also know this can't keep being a problem, it just can't be. I have to get over it eventually to the point where it won't even be a second thought. So I'm trying not to get into a weird headspace where I overthink. Tomorrow I'm gonna wake up and shower like usual before doing a chore not much harder than any other. It has it's own benefits too like how interesting it is to see other people for once and I get nice things like a coke icee and fast food. Last time went smoothly so that gives me my hope for tomorrow. I also always have Daisy I can text if things get iffy. I'm not trapped.

I really want to get better about knowing what I want to do. I don't want to be boring, I want to be able to be the entertaining one if I have to be. The one that can find something to do when there are no other ideas. I think I usually know the kinds of things I want to do but I instinctively dismiss them.

#diary #journal #anxiety

[sostanotes]

Myth Hunters (11/?)

Day 61

At the gate, Mai told me that, the last she’d heard, things were still calm in the Highlands this morning. After talking with the Security Corps, I convinced them to escort me from Cogita’s home to the Highlands, so we didn’t waste extra time, and I headed to see her first.

Volo arrived shortly after I did; is it just good timing or is he watching me? Either way, Cogita, while glad to see we’d tracked down all the Plates she had hinted at, wasn’t ready to tell us any more information. And since I don’t currently have access to three logs of wood, I’ll have to come back later. Luckily the Highlands are quite heavily wooded and it won’t be that hard to pick up a few logs for Cogita during my investigation of the outbreaks.

Sabi was also in the Highlands, and reported that there was an outbreak of all Alphas, like the Ursaring I encountered in the Mirelands.

Despite Sabi’s warning, I didn’t encounter any Alpha Pokémon during my investigation, which took most of the day. However, with the sun setting on my way back to report in to Mai, a Space-Time Distortion began to form. Checking my map, I realized that it was centered exactly over one of the places that there had been an outbreak; perhaps this a point in favor of the the Professor’s theory.

There was an Alpha in the distortion at one point, an Octillery. I also encountered the first Rowlett I’ve seen outside of the one the Professor recently gifted me with. By the time I cleared the distortion, it was morning again. I’m going to check in with Mai and sleep until the afternoon; Cogita can wait until tomorrow.

Day 62

While I was debriefing Mai, Adaman stopped by. Seems he’s feeling left out of all the cooperation going on in the investigations and wanted to step up. I do quite appreciate all the crafting material for Sticky Globs he brought by, as they should keep me well supplied for a while.

Always nice to learn a bit more about my friends, and the banter between Adaman and Mai was a goldmine of information. Mai made clear here what I was already suspecting, she’s basically the big sister of everyone in the Diamond Clan.

Adaman asked a question that feels like another piece of the puzzle.The professor theorized that the locations of the outbreaks were somehow connected to the Space-Time Distortions, and as Dialga and Palkia and the rulers of Time and Space, they may be involved in both. But if anyone is setting this challenge, it’s probably Arceus, since this is massively helping me reach his stated goal for me: “Seek out All Pokémon”. Still, I’m exhausted. I’ll see what Cogita has to say tomorrow.

#sosta plays pla #pokémon #pokémon legends: arceus #undescribed

[avyannaxa]

Should practice making this my safe space instead of my journal

Entry#1 - 13 June 2023

So its 1 am and I have work tomorrow but I can’t sleep. I am laying next to my boyfriend, who actually read my journal that is why I am moving my thoughts here.

Let me tell u a little history about the guy I am currently with. He and I met in my new workplace and when we initially met he said that he was single. But he was actually courting another girl and I found out only when I followed him on instagram.

Moving on, we became good friends with another girl. It was fun hanging out with the two of them. Our trio was a weird, unexpected start but i liked hanging out with them until I started to notice that he was getting flirty with me.

At first I was thinking to myself, maybe I should let it flow and just flirt back since he’s basically single. But one fine afternoon, he chatted in our gc and asked “would you guys believe me if I said that I finally have a gf?” I mean ngl I felt a sting in my heart.

Before that, I would like to mention that I also dated a guy and another guy that were secretly still seeing their ex gfs so thus the ptsd. Then I decided that I don’t ever want to be placed in a situation where I have to question my value. That is why I came up with a solution to keep my distance from him.

And so I maintained distance and a friendship with him with boundaries. Weeks later he started reaching out to me again and I thought to myself, I’m bored why not just have a friendly chat with him and not reply again tomorrow? So I did entertain his chats.

But the bad thing was I can’t stop replying to his messages again and worst is that I was waiting for his chats whenever I get home. I was thinking to myself this is bad but why can’t I stop? You see I finally realized that I have a little crush on this guy.

I mean despite the red flag that he is super friendly with girls, there was kindness and this unique bond/emotional understanding that I share with him. I was thinking that I could maintain such bond by staying friends with him but deep down I know that I actually wanted to be with him.

And so our messages and calls after work continued. I felt more comfortable around him and felt like I wanted to get to know him more. Its been a long time since I opened my thoughts to anyone but with him, it felt so easy. Days after I finally called him to address the situation.

I wanted to clarify the confusing situation that we were having. So I said that I kinda like him and he said he also likes me not just a friend. But at that time I knew that I wasn’t ready to be in a relationship so I said that I think the perfect solution for this confusing situation is to just detach.

Ofc I was still aware that he had a gf at that time so I said that once again, I will remove myself from the situation. But it was hard maintaining the distance. I thought that if I address it, he would understand and keep his distance from me too. But he and I didn’t.

Fast forward to our company’s national convention, things between us became more intense. I think the thrill of wanting to be together but not being able to freely got into me. Might be because of my Aries venus. So on the first night of the convention, we had drinks with our workmates.

It felt nice to finally bond with them but the whole night I was actually trying my best to avoid looking at him. Funny thing tho, during that night I found out that out close girl friend also has a confusing situation with our other workmate who also happens to have a gf. So after drinking we all finally went back to our designated hotel rooms.

That’s when I had the talk with our girl friend and stupidly told her my own confusing situation then we both decided to do something stupid which is to meet both the guys in the hotel lobby at 4 am. So I chatted M to go down and meet me and we all met in the lobby

Funny thing is that we all looked confused and awkward but to get the situation over with I pulled M to the side and gave the two space to deal with their own situation. Honestly, at that moment, I was fixed to just let him go and be the bigger person in this confusing situation.

But when I finally said to him that we should stop, I was shocked at his response. He didn’t want us to end and he didn’t want me to detach myself again from him. At that moment, I didn’t know how to handle the emotions or feelings that was flooding that time.

When the two finally ended their short conversation, they asked us to go back to their room with them. I wasn’t thinking straight and was kinda drunk so I agreed. As we were walking towards their room, the two became more close and started holding hands while M and I were just both confused at the revelation the two showed us.

In my mind, I wasn’t expecting much to happen in the room since I was thinking that M was not the kind of guy to make a move on a girl. When we entered the room, the two weren’t even awkward to each other and proceeded to cuddle in bed. Meanwhile, M and I were just confused so we stayed by the door and talked more.

It was almost 5 am and both of us were getting tired and sleepy so he offered to lay down in his bed and so we did. When I was laying down he removed my face mask and pulled my face towards his face. There, at that moment, the thought that I know he is going to kiss me popped. He run his thumb across my lips and after a few seconds, I felt his lips pressed on mine.

I was confused about how I was going to feel about it at first but I just let him do whatever he wanted at that moment. I was a bit shocked tho, cause M was always perceived as a quiet and respectful guy in the office so I wasn’t expecting him to proceed to kissing my neck or touching parts of my body.

[archonrehab]

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[tamakittykami]

What Day is it Again?

All my days have been blending together into one big, long, endless cycle. Mostly the day-in and day-out of get up, get dressed, coffee,

kid's summer homework, kids chores, pack a lunch, go to work, feel unproductive for close to eight hours, and go home. That is my general schedule from when I wake up at 5:30 until home time at 4:30, Monday through Thursday (Sunday is similar, except I get to go home from work after only 6 hours of feeling like I'm throwing my life in the compactor).

After work, the daily routine is a bit different, depending on the day. Regardless, it is still full of hurry-up and rush, no matter what day it is. Monday is the only really laid-back night. As soon as I get home, I start making dinner so that it's ready between 5 and 5:30. Kids take FOREVER to eat (OMG it's painful some nights), and we try to cut them off at 7, so they can get ready for bed (which takes about an hour, particularly if I'm not harping on my son to stop getting distracted by every little thing).

And honestly, I should go to bed between 8:30 and 9, because I have kind of high sleep requirements. This sucks. So, I usually end up staying up later, procrastinating. If I am taking care of myself (vitamins, full skin routine, hygiene) it takes me about 45 minutes to get ready for bed. Often I am too tired, or too distracted, to do this. It is what it is.

Throw in the mix that Tuesdays my daughter has tutoring from 6 to 8 (bedtime out the window at least for her, and sometimes my son insists on staying up as long as she "gets to"), Wednesday is my son's beginner parkour class (Little Ninjas) from 5 to 6, and Thursdays are swim lesson days (5 to 6:30 when you factor in changing and that their classes are back-to-back). Sunday's spare time in the late afternoon is usually eaten up by grocery shopping.

Oh, and my husband and I usually end up trying to fit an at-home date night in there, somewhere... Often Wednesday...

We'll, what are my weekends like then? They, too, are pretty much booked up, although it being summer makes them more so, since I feel an incessant need to spend as much social/leisure time with my children as I can right now, before they become teenagers and pretend they don't know me anymore.

Once a month, we get together with our "Tribe" or "Chosen Family"; the people we aren't actually related to by blood, but whom mean the world to us, and whom often treat us/are treated by us better than actual blood relations. Tribe Dinner is held at a different person's place once a month, so we don't lose sight of these important people. It's nice to get all the "cousin's" together too, as they make their own tribes.

There are birthday parties, get-togethers with our actual families, cottage weekends (which are relaxing in and of themselves, but cause a bit of stress when planning and packing).

This week was particularly stressful and (for the kids especially) disappointing, as they were supposed to join up with some of the Tribe mothers and cousin's for a DIY summer camp, but half the clan came down with Covid. This has also required for us to postpone our annual MidSummers party, which is our biggest party of the year and had been originally scheduled for tomorrow.

Stupid Covid.

So, that's been moved to August.

Finally, there comes the last peppering of craziness in my scheduling, which is to find time for modeling, cosplay, and acting. With the kids out of school, I've basically relegated those to the back-burner. It's just too, too much.

Luckily for me, there is a bit of a reprieve for me.

Next week, the kids are in bike-camp, which, while it makes things a tiny bit more hectic in the mornings and evenings with having to get them ready a bit earlier and having to pick them up from the camp after work, also means I get a Friday to myself!

However, it won't be all fun and games, because the next day we are leaving on our annual summer vacation to Manitoulin Island.

Which will, fingers crossed, be the deserving break that I need.

In case you're wondering, I haven't abandoned the cruise-life post. The draft DIDN'T delete itself. It's just, as I had hoped, saved on my other phone rather than on the server. I will continue working on it, so keep checking back!

#krystalkamieniecki #life #daily routine #everyday #busy mom #day to day #my week #model life #models are people too #family #family life #a day in the life