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heldhram · 1 year

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15 questions for 15 mutuals

I was tagged by @its-adrienpastel @pleaseputnamehere @agnelid and @neillesimstories thank you all for the tag!

1. Are you named after anyone?

Not that I am aware of. It’s actually uncommon (or even disrespectful, if named after an elderly family member) in our culture to name children after other people so I would be surprised if I was named after anyone.

2. When was the last time you cried?

This is a very good question, I don’t actually know. When you get to your mid-20s I guess you can get fairly easily-triggered emotionally, whether it be a distant but sweet memory that reminds you of good times that will never come back, or a dire realisation of things you will almost never achieve, or even a simple scene from a TV show with that right cue of music (Season 2 last episode of The Marvelous Mrs Maisel when the camera cut to Susie carefully admiring her new blazer whilst Lenny’s “All Alone” moody violin interlude playing in the background being an example) that can send me into a tearful mood.

3. Do you have kids?

No, but I am definitely not against the idea of having kids, unlike what most of my acquaintances would assume of me. Deep down I am a family-person, but in my home country it is still currently illegal for a gay man such as I to adopt kids that is not biologically related to me (I’ll take the dumbest piece of legislation for $500, Alex).

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I am not good with sarcasm at all, let it be online or in person. To be fair, I don’t think I have used sarcasm if at all in real life, but I don’t find it difficult to detect a sarcastic remark at all. Guess when you’re surrounded by enough witty (but kind nevertheless) people you don’t feel the need to contribute any more sarcasm. (This is not sarcasm, if you’re wondering)

5. What sports do you play/have you played?

Not a very sporty person myself. I used to play table tennis with my dad when I was a kid, and then almost 2 decades later at my uni’s student centre. It was so much harder when I was kiddo and I don’t know why. Probably because I hadn’t learned physics yet.

Nowadays I barely do any sports (unless you count jogging), but I’d like to play tennis if my legs aren’t so sore after a day’s shift. Oh, and if I have someone to play with me. I’ll then buy a racquet.

6. What’s the first thing you notice about other people?

The way their facial feature move to produce a warm, heartfelt smile. Also, their fascinating shades of eye colours.

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

Movies with unexpected endings, preferably unhappy ones. I guess I’m just fed up with conventional, commercialised happy endings to the point where I just wish things could be a bit more down-to-earth and realistic. I prefer fictions that I could relate to on a personal level, and that’s probably why I’ve not seen any good movies/TV shows for a while. That being said, I adore Netflix’s mini-series Maid.

8. Any special talents?

Imitating accents, (and according to my acquaintances and relatives) melodious, multitasking, memorising useless things like what happened years ago on a special occasion, listening to the same song/music on loop and not getting sick of them for 1 year.

9. Where were you born?

Taiwan, a beautiful subtropical island polluted by fugly buildings.

10. What are your hobbies?

Playing the guitar, modding Skyrim/Fallout 4 to my own liking, learning languages, baking. Oh, and browsing memes.

11. Do you have any pets?

I would love to adopt a dog from the local shelter if I’m not moving so frequently between countries. I’ve never really had a pet before, and I’m so jealous of people who get to grow up with one.

12. How tall are you?

186cm (~ 6 feet 1)

13. Fave subject in school?

Chemistry (my fave), Biology, Geography, English (the only subject at school I could pass with flying colours without studying at all, so I like it)

14. Dream job?

Not any specific occupation, but rather a concept: An ideal job for me would be the one where I get to utilise the knowledge I gained from formal education, enriched by real-life experiences/lessons, guided by self-reflection and personal growth, that allows me to give back to the community from which I benefited, and to motivate people to improve themselves physically and mentally.

15. Eye colour?

Dark, dark brown

I feel like most of the mutuals of mine have already done this, so I’m not tagging anyone else. If you’d like to do this, please consider yourself tagged and have fun :)

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edenmemes · 4 years

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❝ if you’re done lying to me, then you should stop lying to yourself. ❞ ❝ it’s not going to be easy, you know. ❞ ❝ well, it sounds like you’re working for a nutcase. ❞ ❝ make sure that you’re safe. ❞ ❝ look, i wanted to tell you! i wanted to! but how could i? ❞ ❝ see? i’m not just a pretty face. ❞ ❝ i’m sorry for what happened to you. ❞ ❝ i think i have a bit more experience with this thing than you do. ❞ ❝ wait, wait, wait. something about this feels kinda hinky. ❞ ❝ what a warm and homey place, huh? ❞ ❝ i’m willing to forgive and forget. for old time’s sake. ❞ ❝ looks like he was killed. ripped to shreds actually. ❞ ❝ these guys have been tailing me for weeks. thought i lost them. ❞ ❝ should i be flattered, or worried? ❞ ❝ so with our luck, what’s the odds this volcano is going to erupt on us? ❞ ❝ i hope i don’t go to hell for this. ❞ ❝ i can handle this. i’m tough. i grew up with nuns. ❞ ❝ fair warning, last person who betrayed me wound up dead. ❞ ❝ you told me you’d say out of trouble. ❞ ❝ how do i know you’re real? ❞ ❝ don’t ever point a gun at me again. ❞ ❝ make sure that you’re safe. ❞ ❝ i have made a lot of mistakes. a lot. i’m not a perfect man. ❞ ❝ i had a lousy father. lousy childhood. ❞ ❝ sounds terrible. check his wallet. ❞ ❝ let's not forget who walked out on whom. you don't get to be jealous. ❞ ❝ progress demands sacrafice. ❞ ❝ shut up. i really thought you were gone this time. ❞ ❝ i can’t leave you alone for one minute, can i? ❞ ❝ on a scale of 1-10, how scared were you that i was gonna die? ❞ ❝ i can’t walk away. i’m tired of walking away. ❞ ❝ even an enemy must be fed and sheltered. are you my enemy? ❞ ❝ we can still stop him. i can help you. ❞ ❝ gotta say, you have a real knack for breaking things. ❞ ❝ do as i say not as i do. ❞ ❝ looks like hell spit you back out. ❞ ❝ what’s your story, anyway? ❞ ❝ i don’t take big risks without a good payday. ❞ ❝ i guess it runs in the family, huh? ❞ ❝ you can’t reform the villain and save the day. it’s just not done like that. ❞ ❝ sorry, i just need to get my head back in the game. ❞ ❝ this isn’t our fight. it’s my fight. ❞ ❝ i won’t let them hurt you. ❞ ❝ skip the mind games. you don’t know me. ❞ ❝ no offense, but your ancestor was a right asshole. ❞ ❝ you’re unusually quiet. what’s up your bum? ❞ ❝ that was my last cigarette. ❞ ❝ okay, well, why don’t you just walk away? ❞ ❝ why this obsession? i’m just worried. ❞ ❝ i can’t...i can’t breathe...i just...can’t breathe... ❞ ❝ don’t touch me. get away from me. ❞ ❝ if you let these bastards win - after this - i will never forgive you. ❞ ❝ you’ve got your pride all tangled up in this thing. it’s making you reckless. ❞ ❝ any trouble you shoot first and ask questions later. ❞ ❝ dangerous to be out so late. ❞ ❝ easy now. look at me. ❞ ❝ my leg! don’t touch it! i know it’s broken! ❞ ❝ are you going to join me, darling? ❞ ❝ this is my gig. you want your share, you play by my rules. ❞ ❝ we don’t get to choose how we start in life. real greatness? it’s what you do with the hand you’re dealt. ❞ ❝ i always felt that we were destined for something great. ❞ ❝ you should relax. you’ll live longer. ❞ ❝ i taught you better than that. ❞ ❝ so that’s a no? felt like a no. ❞ ❝ quit acting like you’re gonna lie down and die, all right? ❞ ❝ i have a spare bed. ❞ ❝ is there no bottom for your ignorance? ❞ ❝ even cornered dogs bite back. ❞ ❝ that one is my favourite. it makes your eyes twinkle. ❞ ❝ admit it. you’re gonna miss this ass. ❞ ❝ you think i’m a monster, but you’re no different from me. ❞ ❝ how many people have you killed? how many? ❞ ❝ you will not stand in the way of destiny. ❞ ❝ you stick with me, i’ll teach you a few things. ❞ ❝ well, if you’d like, i can tell you where to stick it. ❞ ❝ face it, genius, you’ve been played. ❞ ❝ yeah, keep smiling, asshole. ❞ ❝ i got nothing to prove. ❞ ❝ don’t hand it to me. i’ve had everything handed to me ❞ ❝ you don’t know when to give up, do you? ❞ ❝ you stick your neck out, you’re asking to lose your head. ❞ ❝ oh, and now you’re blushing. ❞ ❝ just so you know, it’s not my first lost city. ❞ ❝ are you always this clever? ❞ ❝ i was trying to rescue you, as a matter of fact. ❞ ❝ you know, at this point, i’ve run out of words. ❞ ❝ what do you say we really ruin this guy’s day? ❞ ❝ whether you die or not, i don’t really care. ❞ ❝ i thought you...i saw you get shot. ❞ ❝ it’s like a camera. you just...point and shoot, right? ❞ ❝ god, who’s being unprofessional now? ❞ ❝ i always knew you were gonna make something of yourself one day. ❞ ❝ let’s just pretend i skipped all of sunday school. ❞ ❝ oh no you didn’t do that. that’s not funny! ❞ ❝ save the world, triumph over evil. ❞ ❝ are you trying to kill me? ❞ ❝ know what i love about partying with a bunch of crooks? nobody cares that you smoke indoors. ❞ ❝ you gave me a goddamn heartattack. ❞ ❝ i’ll die a thousand deaths before i let you win. ❞ ❝ i didn’t tell you because i was afraid...of losing you. ❞ ❝ what ever happened to just living a normal life? ❞ ❝ even if you think you’re protecting me, you don’t have a right to shut me out like that. ❞ ❝ i mean... thanks for saving me. ❞ ❝ en garde, dickhead. ❞ ❝ i love you. ❞ ❝ come on! we can get out of here together. ❞ ❝ everything i touch turns to shit. ❞ ❝ how did you find me anyway? ❞ ❝ i’ve got my eye on you. ❞ ❝ you were going to sell me out, weren’t you? ❞ ❝ love to know what you’re thinking. ❞ ❝ well, well, well. get it? ‘cause you know, it’s a well. ❞ ❝ it’s a shame we’re leaving empty handed though. ❞ ❝ okay...yeah...how do i look? ❞ ❝ thank me after we get out of this alive. ❞ ❝ you’re lucky that i found you when i did. ❞ ❝ they’re just saying that because it gets to you. ❞ ❝ look, if you’re into shady stuff it’s totally cool. ❞ ❝ ha. that’s my girl. ❞ ❝ i made a promise that i was done with this life. ❞ ❝ listen, sunshine, the world doesn’t care. ❞ ❝ well, that’s it. now you know everything. ❞ ❝ don’t even think about not coming back. ❞ ❝ you know, i shot the man who told me that. ❞ ❝ i thought that i’d be satisfied. instead, i’m left with this strange feeling of emptiness. ❞ ❝ as thrilling as the next adventure may be, in the end, you’re always left with that same feeling. ❞ ❝ you know, i didn’t think i could trust you either. ❞ ❝ i almost lost you once before. i just can’t do that again. ❞ ❝ don’t even think about not coming back. ❞ ❝ that’s it! no compassion! no mercy! ❞ ❝ sentimentality in this line of work will get you killed. ❞ ❝ i need your help...and you need mine. ❞ ❝ i kept your tears in a jar. ❞ ❝ i expected you to have my back. ❞ ❝ tell you what. when i get back, pizza’s on me. ❞ ❝ death. it smelled like death. ❞ ❝ so they have beaten you, eh? your quest’s over? ❞ ❝ you listen to your mum, okay? ❞ ❝ trust me - your ego will mend. ❞ ❝ i hope i live to regret this. ❞ ❝ these men were all shot. ❞ ❝ be a lot easier just to let go. ❞ ❝ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ❞ ❝ seems like i am always saving your ass. ❞ ❝ i never asked for any of your bloody heroics. ❞ ❝ the guys in prison used to say, ‘you can steal to eat or you can steal to get rich.’ i say, why not both? ❞ ❝ you were never a chocolate and flower kinda girl. ❞ ❝ i don’t have your luck. people like me know when to walk away from the table. ❞ ❝ appreciate the update, captain obvious. ❞ ❝ you made your choice. ❞ ❝ don’t tell me you’re buying all into that supernatural nonsense. ❞ ❝ i couldn’t sleep last time i saw that. ❞ ❝ it’s actually nice working with a woman for a change. ❞ ❝ i’m lucky you’re on my side. ❞ ❝ do you really think all this really could be true? ❞ ❝ you know, it’s kind of romantic down here. ❞ ❝ just wish i’d brought something to read. ❞ ❝ you can relax. we’re safe here. ❞ ❝ i am surrounded by traitors and fools. ❞ ❝ just don’t get us killed. ❞ ❝ what are you shaking for? ❞ ❝ parents must be worried about you. ❞ ❝ i wonder what you’re really scared of...not bullets, or blood, or broken bones... ❞ ❝ i don’t need your bullet-ridden-corpse on my conscience. let’s go. ❞ ❝ yeah, i’m fine. oh, but - you’re bleeding. ❞ ❝ i do seem to attract the scum of the earth. ah - no offense. ❞ ❝ all this grandeur, hidden away from the world. ❞ ❝ if we don’t make it out here, i just want you to know - i hate your guts. ❞ ❝ i’ve got a bad feeling about this place. ❞ ❝ that’s my blood. that’s my blood. that’s a lot of my blood. ❞ ❝ you should play the hero more often. it suits you. ❞ ❝ eyes ahead, don’t look down. ❞ ❝ here - grab my hand. ❞ ❝ no matter what it is, you’re supposed to come to me so we can work it out together… as a team. ❞ ❝ you know nothing is ever truly destroyed. just purified and reborn. ❞ ❝ you just - totally crushed that moment. you know that, right? ❞ ❝ you’re a selfish dickhead. ❞ ❝ i do speak a little bit of ____, you know. wait, what did you say? ❞ ❝ i know you. you’re no hero. ❞ ❝ i wish you could’ve been there. ❞ ❝ hey, are you happy? ❞ ❝ you’re not gonna pass out on me or nothing, are you? ❞ ❝ look, i...um....i’m not good with the whole people thing. ❞ ❝ i’ve had worse nights, believe me. ❞ ❝ let’s find somewhere a little more private. ❞ ❝ hey, take it easy. you’ve been out for almost half an hour. ❞ ❝ to rule people, you first must sow chaos. ❞ ❝ it’s not stealing if it was mine to begin with. ❞ ❝ take me with you. ❞ ❝ i’m left with this strange feeling of emptiness. ❞ ❝ anyone ever tell you, you have a funny idea of romantic? ❞ ❝ it’s nothing that years of therapy won’t fix. ❞ ❝ no. it’s my turn to walk away. ❞ ❝ nothing about our lives have been fair, but we’ve made it work. ❞ ❝ your people will beg me to save them. ❞ ❝ we’re not on a first-name basis. ❞ ❝ you know nothing about me. ❞ ❝ do tell. maybe over some drinks? ❞ ❝ we must keep to the shadows. ❞ ❝ hey, you cool? ‘cause i need you to be cool. ❞ ❝ you must be tired of these lectures. i know i’m tired of giving them. ❞ ❝ here, take this. you’ll catch a cold. ❞ ❝ is that a sin? i think that’s a sin. ❞

#rp meme #roleplay meme #roleplay starters #long post for ts /#this new dashboard is so gross ....................

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mermaidxatxheart · 4 years

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Spies

Okay, I’m on the struggle bus big time. If you’ve sent me a request, rest assured I am working on them. I’ve had to return to work and I have all long days. Y’all are thirsty for TJ Maxx. We’ve never been so busy. Holy shit. Anyway. This request is for @nickmxller I hope I did what you asked for, love.

Pairing: Sam X Reader

Word Count: 1643

Warnings: swearing, but not much else.

Summary: Bucky sees Sam with a girl and his interest is piqued.

The day is overcast, cloudy, rainy; a thunderstorm is rolling in. Most people are rushing through the city to find shelter, any kind of covering to protect them from the rain.

So, why is Sam Wilson walking along with no sense of urgency, whistling away as if it’s the nicest summer day?

Bucky just can’t figure this guy out. But he does wish he’d hurry up just a little. Bucky’s freezing in this downpour.

The cafe is really more of a diner, purple vinyl seats, chrome countertops and all. He stops just inside the door and shakes off the rain before heading for a booth.

Bucky grumbles and stands back across the street, annoyed that he can’t follow his friend inside. He tries to fit under a small awning to watch what Sam is up to. He’s been sneaking around for months. Bucky can appreciate refining a skill set, but he’s not following anyone, not even acting sneaky, except for when he leaves the tower.

He watches Sam approach an already occupied booth, the beautiful woman seated stands up to greet him, a smile on her lips as she presses a kiss to his cheek. When they sit down, she’s still holding his hand.

Bucky’s jaw falls slack as he realizes that Wilson has a girlfriend and hasn’t told anyone. And they’re supposed to be partners.

He heads back to the tower, his brain working overtime. He knows the perfect person to help him get information. But Steve likes to pretend he has a moral high ground, and didn’t spend most of his childhood lying through those perfect teeth of his. So, Bucky isn’t certain Steve will help him spy.

Steve is sitting at his desk, frowning at a file. Bucky approaches, trying to fix his face into one of innocence.

“Hey, Stevie.” He starts.

And without even looking up to appreciate all the hard work Bucky put into the correct expression, he replies. “No. Not even a little bit.”

“What?” Bucky frowns.

“I’m not helping you with whatever idea you’re cooking up.”

“You don’t even know what I was going to say!” Bucky protests.

“Sure I do. You were going to ask me to help you find out what Sam has been up to.” Steve crosses his arms. “Don’t you think you and I are a little old to be doing this, Buck? Just let the man have his privacy. We all deserve some.” He pushes himself up and takes the file. “Give the guy a break, Buck.” Steve says, clapping him on the shoulder and leaving his office.

“Yeah right.” Bucky rolls his eyes.

“I’ll help you.” A voice says behind him and Bucky turns slowly, his startled heart pounding in his chest. But on the outside, he shows no sign of it.

“Clint. I didn’t even see you there.” He mutters as Barton climb down off the top of the bookcase.

“Neither did Steve. See? I’m the perfect guy to help you.”

“You’re down to spy on Sam?” Bucky asks uncertainly.

“Of course.”

“Alright then.”

Sam

There’s a knock on the door. It’s Sam’s room for all intents and purposes, even though he has his own apartment. He keeps clothes here, just in case, and for after missions for when he doesn’t want to go home covered in blood and guts. Or he sleeps here when a mission is too draining and he’s too exhausted to make the trek home.

Today, however, it’s the former. He has a date tonight and he doesn’t want to take the time to go all the way home to shower and change before meeting you for dinner. It’s easier to just shower here.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y. Who’s at the door?” Sam calls, buttoning up his shirt.

“Captain Rogers.” The AI replies evenly.

“Let him in.” The door clicks open and Sam sits on the end of the bed, pulling his boots on.

“Hey, Sam.” Steve greets, leaning against the door.

“What’s up? You have your serious face on.”

Steve chuckles and opens the folder in his hand. “You used all your vacation time.” He says.

“Yeah. That’s what it’s there for.” Sam grins.

“True. Will you be able to shift it around if an emergency pops up?”

“Possibly. But don’t let any emergencies pop up and we’ll be good.” Sam says, straightening up and clapping Steve on the shoulder.

“I’ll do my best.” Steve laughs. “There’s one more thing.” He starts and Sam frowns.

“Which is?”

“Bucky. He’s being nosy, asked me the other day about what you’re up to. I think he’s bored. Just watch out. I told him to mind his own business but he’s never been good at taking orders.”

Sam raises an eyebrow at his friend and Steve rolls his eyes.

“Yeah, yeah. Shut up.”

“Thanks for the warning.” He nods and steps past Steve.

***

He could feel Bucky’s eyes on him as he left the tower. Creeping, stalking. Sam could have just let it go. What did it matter? But this was a matter of pride. Bucky couldn’t be allowed to win. Not this one. So, Sam took a confusing, twisting route, losing his tail in the process. Now he could continue to you unhindered.

You open the door and he can’t help but stare at you. He never thought he’d meet anyone that makes his heart stop in his chest, or make him stammer like an idiot. And yet here you are.

“Sam? Are you okay? You look distracted.” You touch his hand and he follows you into your apartment.

“I’m being followed.” He sighs, deciding to tell you the truth. At least you’ll get a kick out of it.

“Followed? By a criminal?” You ask worriedly.

“Well.” He tilts his head. “By Bucky. For someone who likes their privacy, he doesn’t give any to anyone else. I guess he tried to ask Steve to join him in spying on me.”

You sit down next to him. “And Steve said?” You prompt.

“Steve said no, and that I should be careful with how much vacation time I’m taking.”

You roll your eyes. “Does Bucky know about me? Or is he just taking shots in the dark?”

“I think he’s taking shots in the dark, but I can’t know for sure. And I can’t just go and ask him.”

“Well, I think you should spy on him back. That way he’s following you following him following you.”

Sam tilts his head. “I think I followed all of that?”

You grin. “You’re gonna do great.” You say confidently before getting up and going to the kitchen.

“Thanks. I think.”

***

Bucky

Clint perches himself up on a building, a perfect view of Stark Tower and the surrounding streets. He also has easy access to jump from one to another to follow his prey.

Bucky is on the ground, ear piece nestled in place as he follows the man. Samuel is walking easily through the crowds, not in a hurry, seeming almost happy.

Clint keeps him updated about Sam’s movement; a left, a right, another left, and then a right and a right and then a left before turning into a... parking garage?

Where the hell is he going?

Bucky follows silently, but Clint has lost visual and is no longer any help. He’s flying blind now. He searches the first floor before moving on to the second. The hair on the back of his neck stands on end.

He’s being watched.

His pulse quickens in anticipation, skin feeling alive with electricity. He turns around sharply coming face to face with Sam. He’s leaning against a column with ease and looking completely unsurprised that Bucky is there.

“Hey, man.” Sam says with a smile.

“Fancy meeting you here.” Bucky tries and Sam chuckles.

“What’re doing, Buck?”

Bucky looks around. “I’m, uh, parking.” He shrugs.

“Parking your car?” Sam asks, a grin tugging at his lips.

“Yup.”

“Bucky.” Sam says, sounding very amused.

“Sam.” Bucky replies.

“You don’t have a car.” Sam reminds him and Bucky curses.

“You’re sneaking around and being weird!” Bucky accuses.

“If you wanted to meet my girlfriend, all you had to do was ask, man.” Sam sighs, rubbing his face.

“How did you even know?”

“I only look like an idiot. C’mon, Bucky. You and Clint can come to dinner.” He says.

“Wait, how did you know about Barton?” Bucky asks, frowning.

“He fell asleep in the air vent the other day, started snoring. Kind of obvious.” Sam lifts a shoulder. He turns and starts walking out of the parking garage, not waiting to see if Bucky would follow.

Presumptuous bastard.

Bucky follows with a grumble and as they exit the structure, Barton drops next to him. “We’re being fed?” He asks happily.

“Good job being stealth. You fell asleep in the vents! How does that happen?”

“They’re comfortable. Good place for a nap.” Clint says unashamedly.

“You’re an old man.” Bucky shakes his head.

They both follow Sam a couple more blocks to an apartment building. He takes them up a couple floors before knocking on a door.

“You don’t have a key yet? That’s a bad sign.” Clint mutters.

The door opens to reveal the girl Bucky had seen before. Her eyes light up when she sees Sam, even though she had probably been expecting him.

“I see that didn’t take long.” She says, flicking her eyes towards us.

“Piece of cake.” He says, scooping her up and kissing her for an uncomfortably long time.

“You boys hungry?” She asks when they finally pull away. She lets them in and Bucky sees the table is already set for four people.

He was set up.

He looks at Sam’s girlfriend and she’s smiling at him, an easy, friendly smile. “I’m Y/N.” She offers her hand.

“Well played, Y/N.” Bucky says, shaking her hand.

This will be fun.

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debra2007-blog · 3 years

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The Truth Behind St. Valentine’s Day Long but worth the read. February 14, 2021 St. Valentine’s Day is the world’s “holiday of love.” Since the Bible states that God is love (I John 4:8, 16), does He approve of the celebration of this day? Does He want His people—true Christians—partaking of the candy and cards, or any customs associated with this day?

When God says He wants you to live life abundantly (John 10:10), does that include celebrating a festive, seemingly harmless holiday like Valentine’s Day? The God who gives us everything—life, food, drink, the ability to think for ourselves, etc.—surely approves of St. Valentine’s Day, the holiday for lovers to exchange gifts—right?

Do not be so certain. Do not assume anything. Do not even take this article’s word for it. Go to history books and encyclopedias. Go to the Bible. Then you will know the real truth behind St. Valentine’s Day. And you will know what God expects you to do about it!

Valentine’s Past Like Christmas, Easter, Halloween, New Year’s and other holidays of this world, St. Valentine’s Day is another attempt to “whitewash” perverted customs and observances of pagan gods and idols by “Christianizing” them.

As innocent and harmless as St. Valentine’s Day may appear, its traditions and customs originate from two of the most sexually perverted pagan festivals of ancient history: Lupercalia and the feast day of Juno Februata.

Celebrated on February 15, Lupercalia (known as the “festival of sexual license”) was held by the ancient Romans in honor of Lupercus, god of fertility and husbandry, protector of herds and crops, and a mighty hunter—especially of wolves. The Romans believed that Lupercus would protect Rome from roving bands of wolves, which devoured livestock and people.

Assisted by Vestal Virgins, the Luperci (male priests) conducted purification rites by sacrificing goats and a dog in the Lupercal cave on Palatine Hill, where the Romans believed the twins Romulus and Remus had been sheltered and nursed by a she-wolf before they eventually founded Rome. Clothed in loincloths made from sacrificed goats and smeared in their blood, the Luperci would run about Rome, striking women with februa, thongs made from skins of the sacrificed goats. The Luperci believed that the floggings purified women and guaranteed their fertility and ease of childbirth. February derives from februa or “means of purification.”

To the Romans, February was also sacred to Juno Februata, the goddess of febris (“fever”) of love, and of women and marriage. On February 14, billets (small pieces of paper, each of which had the name of a teen-aged girl written on it) were put into a container. Teen-aged boys would then choose one billet at random. The boy and the girl whose name was drawn would become a “couple,” joining in erotic games at feasts and parties celebrated throughout Rome. After the festival, they would remain sexual partners for the rest of the year. This custom was observed in the Roman Empire for centuries.

Whitewashing Perversion In A.D. 494, Pope Gelasius renamed the festival of Juno Februata as the “Feast of the Purification of the Virgin Mary.” The date of its observance was later changed from February 14 to February 2, then changed back to the 14. It is also known as Candlemas, the Presentation of the Lord, the Purification of the Blessed Virgin and the Feast of the Presentation of Christ in the Temple.

After Constantine had made the Roman church’s brand of Christianity the official religion of the Roman Empire (A.D. 325), church leaders wanted to do away with the pagan festivals of the people. Lupercalia was high on their list. But the Roman citizens thought otherwise.

It was not until A.D. 496 that the church at Rome was able to do anything about Lupercalia. Powerless to get rid of it, Pope Gelasius instead changed it from February 15 to the 14th and called it St. Valentine’s Day. It was named after one of that church’s saints, who, in A.D. 270, was executed by the emperor for his beliefs.

According to the Catholic Encyclopedia, “At least three different Saint Valentines, all of them martyrs, are mentioned in early martyrologies under the date of 14 February. One is described as a priest at Rome, another as bishop of Interamna (modern Terni), and these two seem both to have suffered in the second half of the third century and to have been buried on the Flaminian Way, but at different distances from the city…Of the third Saint Valentine, who suffered in Africa with a number of companions, nothing is further known.” Several biographies of different men named Valentine were merged into one “official” St. Valentine.

The church whitewashed Lupercalia even further. Instead of putting the names of girls into a box, the names of “saints” were drawn by both boys and girls. It was then each person’s duty to emulate the life of the saint whose name he or she had drawn. This was Rome’s vain attempt to “whitewash” a pagan observance by “Christianizing” it, which God has not given man the power or authority to do. Though the church at Rome had banned the sexual lottery, young men still practiced a much toned-down version, sending women whom they desired handwritten romantic messages containing St. Valentine’s name. Over the centuries, St. Valentine’s Day cards became popular, especially by the late eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries. These cards were painted with pictures of Cupid and hearts, and meticulously decorated with lace, silk or flowers.

First Man Called Valentine But who was the original Valentine? What does the name Valentine mean? Valentine comes from the Latin Valentinus, which derives from valens—“to be strong, powerful, mighty.”

The Bible describes a man with a similar title: “And Cush begat Nimrod: he began to be a mighty one in the earth. He was a mighty hunter before the LORD: wherefore it is said, Even as Nimrod the mighty hunter before the LORD” (Gen. 10:8-9). He was said to have hunted with bow and arrow.

As mentioned, the Romans celebrated Lupercalia to honor the hunter god Lupercus. To the Greeks, from whom the Romans had copied most of their mythology, Lupercus was known as Pan, the god of light. The Phoenicians worshipped the same deity as Baal, the sun god. Baal was one of many names or titles for Nimrod, a mighty hunter, especially of wolves. He was also the founder and first lord of Babel (Gen. 10:10-12). Defying God, Nimrod was the originator of the Babylonian Mystery Religion, whose mythologies have been copied by the Egyptians, the Greeks, the Romans and a multitude of other ancient peoples.

Under different names or titles—Pan, Lupercus, Saturn, Osiris—Nimrod is the strong man and hunter-warrior god of the ancients.

But what does the heart symbol have to do with a day honoring Nimrod/Valentine?

The title Baal means “lord” or “master,” and is mentioned throughout the Bible as the god of pagans. God warned His people not to worship or even tolerate the ways of Baal (Nimrod). In ancient Chaldean (the language of the Babylonians), bal, which is similar to Baal, meant, “heart.” This is where the Valentine heart symbol originated.

Now notice the name Cupid. It comes from the Latin verb cupere, meaning “to desire.” Cupid was the son of Venus, Roman goddess of beauty and love. Also known as Eros in ancient Greece, he was the son of Aphrodite. According to myth, he was responsible for impregnating numerous goddesses and mortals. Cupid was a child-like archer (remember, Nimrod was a skilled archer). Mythology describes Cupid as having both a cruel and happy personality. He would use his invisible arrows, tipped with gold, to strike unsuspecting men and women, causing them to fall madly in love. He did not do this for their benefit, but to drive them crazy with intense passion, to make their lives miserable, and to laugh at the results. Many of the gods of the Egyptians, Greeks, Romans, Assyrians and others were modeled after one man—Nimrod.

But what does this have to do with us today? Why should we be concerned with what happened in the past?

What God Thinks Read what God commands His people concerning pagan customs and traditions: “Learn not the way of the heathen…For the customs of the people are vain” (Jer. 10:2-3). Also notice Christ’s words in Matthew 15:9: “…in vain they do worship Me, teaching for doctrines the commandments of men.”

Throughout the Bible, God describes “heathens” as those who worship things that He had created (animals, the sun, the moon, stars, trees, etc.), or man-made idols, or anything but the one true God. He calls such people and their practices pagan. True Christians understand that God hates any customs, practices and traditions that are rooted in paganism.

But just how serious is God about paganism?

When He rescued the twelve tribes of Israel from brutal slavery and led them out of Egypt, He commanded them, “After the doings of the land of Egypt, wherein you dwelt, shall you not do: and after the doings of the land of Canaan, where I bring you, shall you not do: neither shall you walk in their ordinances” (Lev. 18:3). God demanded the Israelites not to defile themselves with the pagan practices and customs of surrounding nations (vs. 24-29). “Therefore shall you keep Mine ordinance, that you commit not any one of these abominable customs, which were committed before you, and that you defile not yourselves therein: I am the LORD your God” (vs. 30).

God cursed Egypt—a nation of nature-worshiper—with ten plagues and freed Israel from slavery. He rescued Israel from Pharaoh’s army by parting the Red Sea and leading His people to safety. He fed the Israelites manna—special bread made by God—from heaven. He protected them from battle-tested Gentile armies, delivered them into the Promised Land and drove out their enemies.

How did Israel treat God in return? “Our fathers understood not Your wonders in Egypt; they remembered not the multitude of Your mercies; but provoked Him at the sea, even at the Red Sea…They soon forgot His works; they waited not for His counsel: But lusted exceedingly in the wilderness, and tempted God in the desert…They made a calf in Horeb, and worshiped the molten image. Thus they changed their glory into the similitude of an ox that eats grass. They forgot God their Savior, which had done great things in Egypt; wondrous works in the land of Ham, and terrible things by the Red Sea…they despised the pleasant land, they believed not His word: But murmured in their tents, and hearkened not unto the voice of the LORD …They joined themselves also unto Baal-peor, and ate the sacrifices of the dead. Thus they provoked Him to anger with their intentions” (Psa. 106:7, 13-14, 19-22, 24-25, 28-29).

God explicitly commanded Israel to cast out and utterly destroy all nations that occupied the Promised Land (Canaan). Above all, His people were not to make political alliances with them or marry into their families (Deut. 7:1-3, 5, 16). “For they will turn away your sons from following Me, that they may serve other gods” (vs. 4).

But the Israelites thought they knew better than God. They decided to do things their own way. “They did not destroy the nations, concerning whom the LORD commanded them: But were mingled among the heathen, and learned their works. And they served their idols: which were a snare unto them. Yes, they sacrificed their sons and their daughters unto devils [demons], and shed innocent blood, even the blood of their sons and of their daughters, whom they sacrificed unto the idols of Canaan: and the land was polluted with blood. Thus were they defiled with their own works, and went a whoring with their own inventions” (Psa. 106:34-39).

To wake them up and get them back on track as the model nation He had originally intended, God gave Israel over to their enemies. Israel repented and cried out to God. God rescued them. With their bellies full and lives protected, the Israelites went back to pursuing other gods. God punished Israel again. Israel repented and cried out to God.

And so went the deliverance-idolatry-punishment-repentance cycle (vs. 40-46), until finally, God had no other choice but to divorce unfaithful Israel (Jer. 3:6-11).

He used the Assyrians, one of the most brutal warrior nations in history, to invade, conquer, enslave and relocate the entire northern kingdom of Israel (II Kings 17). Having “disappeared” from history, the modern-day descendants of those ten “lost” tribes are unaware of their true identity even to this day.

Later, God sent the southern kingdom of Judah (mainly the tribes of Judah, Benjamin and Levi) into Babylonian exile (II Kings 24 and 25). Because they kept (at least physically) the true Sabbath, which is a special sign that identifies the one true God and His people (Ex. 31:12-18), the Jews were able to retain their true identity.

The Israelites were severely punished because they lusted after pagan customs, rituals, traditions and practices. As you can see, God does not take paganism lightly.

Why Paganism Is Wrong Just why does God hate anything that resembles pagan customs? Is it possible to “whitewash” or “Christianize” pagan practices and make them clean? Is it okay to practice pagan customs as long as you “worship God”?

Notice what God says in Leviticus chapter 18. After rescuing Israel from slavery, God warned them not to practice the customs they had picked up in Egypt, or learn the ways, customs and traditions of the Gentile nations that they would encounter in the Promised Land (vs. 1-3). Instead, God commanded Israel to follow His ways (vs. 4-5).

God then describes the pagan ways of these ungodly nations in great detail. In verses 7-20, He condemns all kinds of heterosexual sex relations that fall outside the holy boundaries of marriage—incest, fornication, adultery, etc. In verses 22-23, God condemns homosexuality and bestiality. Together, these sins break down and destroy the family unit that God had so lovingly created and instituted.

Notice what God links to these perversions: “And you shall not let any of your seed [children] pass through the fire to Molech, neither shall you profane the name of your God: I am the LORD” (vs. 21). God ties in the perverse sexual practices of ungodly, pagan nations with human sacrifices—parents offering the lives of their children to pagan gods!

The Bible shows that Israel not only disobeyed God and wholeheartedly embraced the sexual immorality of the Gentiles, they even went a step further.

“And they have turned unto Me the back, and not the face: though I taught them, rising up early and teaching them, yet they have not hearkened to receive instruction. But they set their abominations in the house [the temple at Jerusalem], which is called by My name, to defile it. And they built the high places of Baal, which are in the valley of the son of Hinnom, to cause their sons and their daughters to pass through the fire unto Molech; which I commanded them not, neither came it into My mind, that they should do this abomination, to cause Judah to sin” (Jer. 32:33-35). (To learn more about these child sacrifices to Molech, download from our website our sermon Santa Claus is Molech and our booklets The True Origin of Christmas and The True Origin of Easter.)

Imagine. Israel committed a sin so vile, so disgusting, that it even shocked God! But that was then. What about today? Surely, parents do not sacrifice their children to pagan gods today—or do they?

Do not be so certain. Perhaps their lives are not being sacrificed—but what about their innocence?

Parents today expect their little ones to “fall in love” and have boyfriends and girlfriends. They think it is “cute” when little boys and girls hold hands and act like a couple, sneaking a kiss or two when no one is watching. Some parents get worried when their kids do not show romantic interest in the opposite sex. They constantly ask them, “Do you have a boyfriend yet?” or “Who’s your girlfriend?”

Yet these same parents are surprised when their teen-aged “little girl” gets pregnant. Or catches a sexually transmitted disease. Or gets an abortion behind their back.

St. Valentine’s Day is just one of many tools the “god of this world” (II Cor. 4:4) uses to get parents to sacrifice the innocence of their children.

When little boys and girls draw each other’s names in a lottery and send Valentine cards and gifts to each other, declaring their “love,” they are learning the first stages of intimate relations that the Creator God designed specifically for emotionally mature adults. Instead of embracing the carefree innocence of youth, growing up without the headaches and heartaches of adulthood (finding a job, paying bills, marriage, raising a family, etc.), children today are taught to lust after each other. They are caught up in a daily drama of “If-you-loved-me-you’d-sleep-with-me; I’m-pregnant; It’s-not-mine, she-had-an-abortion.” By the time they reach adulthood, virtually every shred of innocence, sincerity and moral decency has been stripped from them. Emotionally drained, they have world-weary, “been there, done that” attitudes. And their lives are just beginning.

This is why we live in a world where a teen-aged virgin is a rare find. Where what used to be called “shacking up” and “living in sin” is now simply “living together.” Where sex is nothing more than meaningless physical recreation—no emotional attachments, no cares, no concerns. Where people change sex partners as conveniently as they change clothes. Where unmarried twenty- or thirty-something’s have had at least five sexual partners—and that is considered a low number, especially in the United States. Where men are not referred to as “my husband,” or “my fiancé,” but as “my second baby’s father.”

How pathetic!

Satan has deceived the whole world (Rev. 12:9) in multiple ways—especially when it comes to intimate relationships. St. Valentine’s Day is just one of his tools for deception. (To learn more about this great deceiver, read Who Is the Devil?)

“Come Out of Her, My People” Concerning the near future, when man’s Satan-influenced world is about to collapse, God declares, “Babylon the great is fallen, is fallen, and is become the habitation of devils [demons], and the hold of every foul spirit, and a cage of every unclean and hateful bird. For all nations have drunk of the wine of the wrath of her fornication, and the kings of the earth have committed fornication with her, and the merchants of the earth are waxed [increased] rich through the abundance of her delicacies” (Rev. 18:2-3).

Concerning this pagan, satanic system, God commands true Christians,“Come out of her, My people, that you be not partakers of her sins, and that you receive not of her plagues” (vs. 4).

St. Valentine’s Day originates from the ancient paganism of this Satan-influenced world. It is designed to deceive mankind by appealing to fleshly, carnal desires—or, as the Bible calls them, the works of the flesh.

“Now the works of the flesh are manifest [made obvious], which are these; Adultery, fornication, uncleanness, lasciviousness, idolatry…drunkenness, revellings, and such like” (Gal. 5:19-21). Do any of these sound like Lupercalia to you?

Ultimately, “they which do such things shall not inherit the kingdom of God.” A true Christian is focused on God’s soon-coming kingdom (Matt. 6:33) and the world to come—not on the fleshly cravings of this world. A true Christian must strive to “put off the old man” and actively imitate the perfect, righteous example of Jesus Christ. A Christian knows that he must actively come out of this world, out of its pagan-infested customs, practices and traditions.

Christians do not celebrate St. Valentine’s Day!

Have a blessed day and weekend. May Yeshua the Messiah bless you, Love, Debbie

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Fanfic I can’t think of a name for pt 12

“Ah, Miss Magda how have you been! It must be exhausting having to hide!” Kelly said smiling as she walked beside Magda.

“Well, ah..kinda. I’ve been very nervous recently..”

“Oh! What for, tell me!”

“I’m sure you already know of me getting poisoned?”

“Absolutely! It was the talk of the nobility for weeks! Really it was the only gossip…”

“I’m afraid it’ll happen again… that’s why I’ve been hiding with Alan for so long.. I don’t go anywhere without a guard now.”

“You have been spending so much time around that Alan boy, anything between you two? I promise not to tell a soul!”

“There’s barely anybody here in the first place, Kelly. Every time I go to a ball I see fewer and fewer faces. I don’t think I’ve seen Lynna in a good month.”

“You can’t stand her either? Good, now don’t dodge questions!”

“Well, I...I... Kelly can we please switch the conversation!”

“Absolutely not! I’m finally getting somewhere! With nobody around it’s hard to find anything to talk about!”

“Well, I made this dress myself all the merchants that-”

“Gahhh! Magda! Please. I am near begging you! I feel like I’m going through withdrawal.”

“Well, the merchants that I buy from have all fled.”

“Ah! Now that’s a conversation!”

“I can barely buy my dressmaking supplies anymore.. Every time I find a merchant it’s always from another kingdom. Trying to get supplies from there to here is really expensive. It’s less expensive to just buy dresses and destroy them for supplies. I had to Frankenstein this dress.”

“It. Looks. FANTASTIC! Oh, I would’ve never noticed it if you didn’t say anything! I mean I still don’t! Where did you learn to sew?”

“Well, when I used to live in the slums, I worked for a woman who made dresses for a good bit of my life. Every day I would wake up, sew, sew, sew until I was allowed to sleep. She...wasn’t the kindest woman. I didn’t get paid a cent for my work.”

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“I pay for your food and shelter! You don’t need money!”

Magda looked down at her aching hands and looked back up.

“But Ms.Eve I’ve worked here for over 8 years! I’ve brought in so much money!”

“And I gave you one of the most important life skills! I am not arguing about this anymore, Magda! One more word and you’re sleeping outside again! Now,” Ms. Eve put down a stack of fabrics on the table, “This fabric is cheap, only use it for simple gowns and decor for more impressive dresses! Also for that little stunt, you’ll work all night! I’ll be up in a few hours and you better have something at least halfway decent.”

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“That sounds horrible! What a wicked woman..”

“Actually she was nice to me considering she could’ve been so much worse to an orphan like me... She fed me, that’s more than a lot of my friends could have said. I managed fine. I only went to become a maid so that I could actually earn money for myself. But I had a bed and food. That’s all one really needs.”

“To survive! Not to live! Oh, Magda, you must have suffered so much!”

“It was better than dying cold on the streets.”

“Not by much..” Kelly murmured to herself

Magda looked around the garden where she and Kelly were in. Just a month ago it would have been swamped with dancing nobles, and helpful servants. Now, there was scarcely anybody, there couldn’t have been more than 3 servants, and 10 nobles including Magda and Kelly. It just felt empty. The whole scene felt off. Magda barely even saw her ‘sister’ anymore. After Magda started living with Alan, Felicity’s visits stopped. Even Eliza, while not exactly happy with it, was fine with Magda being constantly protected by Alan. Even her visits were sparse.

Magda was indescribably happy with Alan. She loved that boy with all of her heart, but there was an Ellenstein shaped hole in that same heart.

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“Mom ...what's going on? You usually don’t let me skip balls.” Felicity looked through the windows which, for once, were not covered by the curtains.

“Ah...you just looked tired, you need beauty sleep just as much as any other girl.” Eliza looked over at Felicity as she sipped a bit of tea down.

“This doesn’t have to do with Magda does it?”

“Of course not. Why would it? Magda is what brought our family to glory.”

“Then what is this all about!? I want to know! I haven’t been outside in days! I’m gonna go insane here!”

“I’m going to find you a guard. To protect you before I let you go out again.”

“Why!? Stop dodging my questions! You keep avoiding the answer! Why why why!?”

Eliza stayed perfectly calm, “Felicity, go to your room.”

“Or what? You’re gonna lock me away? You’ve been doing that for days!”

“Magda’s attack made me realize Finsel is not as safe as I’d want it to be. I want you to be safe.”

“You haven’t even let me see Magda!”

“Because I have nobody to guard you, please. I just want to protect you.”

“Mother, this isn’t protecting me. You’re leaving Magda out to die and locking me away? Why couldn’t Alan just stay here with us?”

“He never asked.”

“He never should have had to! If you wanted to protect me you should’ve let Magda AND Alan stay! All you’re doing is making me insane!”

“I know this must be a stressful time, Felicity...I really do love you. I want to keep you safe..”

“By keeping me imprisoned here!?”

“Felicity, please...just go to your room.”

“Not until I get out of here! For once in my life, I’ve been obedient to you! I know you’re worried about me but I need to get out!”

Eliza looked down at the ground and put her teacup on a table nearby.

“I’m scared Felicity. I'm so scared…”

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“I can’t even imagine that, Magda..” Alan wrapped his arms around Magda and pulled her close.

“I survived.” Magda pulled the blanket up to her neck, “It wasn’t that bad. It could’ve been a lot worse. Anyway..any news?”

“No, I’m still not sure what’s going on. Shana and her folks are ...well none of my guardsmen can figure out what's going on. We’re trying our best, I swear! The only lead we have is your attack, and we can’t even prove if that was involved with Shana or not... So we couldn’t make an arrest even if we did find her.”

“What about conspiracy, treason? You can arrest her for that right?”

Alan shook his head, “We don’t have proof of anything. We can give testimonies, yeah. Other than that we have little to nothing on Shana. You heard one of her speeches, and I’ve had so many people come to me and tell me about Shana. There...isn’t anything we can do. I-I feel so helpless…”

“Every ball I’ve gone to has been dead. Barely anybody there.”

“Magda...can you promise me something?”

“When you go to those balls, be extra safe. If you even feel slightly worried I want you to leave.”

“Mmph….That’s…..of course. I promise.”

“Good….good…”

“Alan?”

“Yes?”

“I-I don’t think I’m tired just yet~”

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The next ball Magda went to was nearly completely silent, it was only her, Kelly, and Motiti.

“I invited so many more people….they aren’t here...again..” Kelly whimpered as she sunk down in her chair. Kelly was wearing her favorite tea dress which was a light purple ,and like most things Kelly owned, was covered with ribbons.

“Don’t worry! Motiti will get you some pie!” The small oren girl ran over to the banquet table to grab a slice of pie, which was huge for anybody but especially a tiny oren girl , “Here you go Miss Kelly! It’s apple pie! It’s the bestest pie ever!”

The huge slice of pie had Magda giggle a bit, how could a girl that small think to get a slice that big? Or was it even big to her? Motiti did love her pie after all...

“Ah...Motiti,” Kelly pat Motiti’s head a few times, “Why don’t you get some pie for yourself?”

“Okay! Miss Kelly is the best!” Motiti ran off to the banquet table yet again.

“Magda...am I doing something wrong? Why isn’t anybody here?”

“Kelly, this is how it’s been for months, now even the 4 families can barely manage to get a tiny crowd at their biggest balls.”

“I can’t imagine that everybody would be so psyched out over a revolution that may not even be real!”

“It...it’s real Kelly. I know it is.”

Magda felt a chill going up her spine. She shivered despite the scorching temperatures in the greenhouse.

“How could you even know for sure? Oh..yeah...Alan forgot about him.”

Magda stood up from her chair suddenly, “Kelly, we need to go. Right now.”

“Miss Magda? You don’t seem so good.”

“Kelly, I’m sorry. I made a promise and I can’t break it. You’re either coming or not!”

“Magda I don’t understand.”

“You don’t need to, Kelly. Please just get Motiti’s attention because we need to run. Now. ”

Magda took her heels off and rushed towards the entrance of the greenhouse. She’d be lucky if she managed to actually get out before…

It was too late. People surrounded the entrance to the greenhouse. All of them either smiling ,or just glaring at Magda.

“W-what’s going on? P-please don’t hurt me! J-just let Kelly and Motiti go! Alright?”

No response.

Magda just looked forwards at the civilians, and they looked right back at her with no clear emotion. It was only when she looked behind herself and saw that Kelly and Motiti noticed the ruckus did the situation truly kick in.

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“So you came here because Magda hasn’t come back? Alan, don’t get desperate she runs off too!” Felicity said as she relaxed into her bed.

“Magda wouldn’t do that without telling me!” Alan almost cried to Felicity, “Please, Felicity. I can’t find her! She wasn’t at the greenhouse…”

“Maybe that’s why she ran off. You kinda sound uh….controlling.”

“W-what?” Alan paused and his heart sank, “Controlling?”

“How long have you made Magda constantly tell you where she is going?”

“W-well I never…”

“How long have you constantly checked her location?”

“ “I-I didn’t mean to be-”

Alan looked down at the ground and tried to hold back tears.

“Alan, Don’t be upset. I didn’t mean it like that. Girls just need to have girl time. Alone. With girls. Only girls.”

“B-but Magda-”

“I’m sure Magda’s girl time and my girl time are ...very different though, and trust me, Alan, she’ll come back. I know her, she’s my sister after all”

“So..she just needs some time alone?”

“Yeah, of course. I’ve done it so many times.”

“Ah! Thank you Miss Felicity! You’ve made me feel better!”

Felicity smiled as blondie left back to wherever he was off to. Felicity fell back onto her pillows softly. She relaxed for quite a while before she heard a knock on her door.

“Miss Felicity? Have you heard the news?” A blonde maid entered her room.

“About what?”

“Two nobles and one oren went missing at the greenhouse yesterday!”

Felicity’s eyes widened, and her body felt like it was dropping 100 feet a second.

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“Help! Help us, please! We didn’t do anything wrong!” Kelly grasped at her cell bars, her cellmate, Motiti, was more preoccupied with the food she had managed to sneak away from the ball. The oren somehow managed to scarf down 3 pieces of pie in under an hour..who knows how much food she had hidden away.

Somebody did come down the old, destroyed hallway. It was a young-looking woman with dark eyes and pink hair that was braided down the front of her body in two separate tails. She smiled at the prisoners brightly.

“Ah…. well well...here we are! Two nobles, an oren, and a failed revolutionary!” The girl laughed, “I hope you all know what’s gonna happen. Me and my men are going to release the oren, kill you noble freaks and parade their heads around! As for you, Silver. You’re going to rot here.”

Every prisoner shut their mouths, and Kelly retreated to the back of her cell.

“To be fair this has been a long time coming. Dearest Magda….Kelly, you had more than enough time to run away in the greenhouse. Too bad about you Magda, we would have let you live. You should know the rules by now. No witnesses. This will be the biggest revolution in history! Actually...we have big~ plans for you Magda! We don’t want a scratch on that face of yours! Mmhmm!”

The girl smiled as she left the prisoners.

Kelly’s cries for help became more and more frequent, and louder. Magda could hear Kelly’s voice begin to give out, as her cries still kept their desperation but halted in the loudness.

“Hey, Blondie. Shut them up.” Magda’s silver-haired cellmate demanded her blue eyes pierced through Magda.

“Miss. I don’t think it’s gonna help us much.” Magda looked back at her.

The short girl was curled into a ball with her knees tucked to her chest.

“Miss. What’s your name?”

“You don’t need to know, sweetheart. I already know you, you’re Magda Ellenstein.”

“Do you know why we’re here?”

“You’re a noble. That’s why.”

“Well, why are you here?”

“Betrayal at its highest degree. Can’t even trust your own...”

“Do...you know anything about the revolution?”

“Do I!? Of course, I do!”

“I-I’m sorry if I offended you.”

“As much as I hate you nobility, you are polite…”

“Magda! Magda! Somebody's coming this way! Help us please!” Kelly screamed out for help. Magda didn’t bother getting up to see who it was.

Magda near-instantly knew who it was when she saw the long mane that was as orange as could be…

A/N: Sorry I couldn’t get a chapter out last week! Midterms and all suck. To make it up I’m gonna post another chapter later tonight or tomorrow! See you guys in a bit!

#magda ellenstein #helix waltz #helixwaltz

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maladaptive-ninja-returns · 5 years

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Kira (14)

CHAPTER 14: Even The Devil Has A Heart

Loki x fem!Reader (Kira)

Series: Will contain fluff, smut, bloodshed, violence, anxiety, tears and the cries of my wilted soul.

Chapter content: I said there will be everything in this series, didn’t I

Warnings: yeah...brace yourselves. Just don’t curse me ‘cause I’m already a little cursed on the inside

Word count: My brothers and sister have been keeping me busy these past few days. So it has been nice as well as exhausting. I have changed my office for a few days. It’s...cool. Yeah, I mean for now, yeah. And I really need a drink. Hopefully this weekend.

MASTERLIST & Taglist in bio, my love

Ygritte has laid out the table for dinner. Loki's favourites wait for him. All things light. Soups and salads fit for a king. A bowl of glass noodles rests in the centre of the table. That one has been made specifically for Kira. It hasn't been often that she has told Ygritte what she prefers but when she did not stop complimenting the ramen Ygritte had made for her once, she made sure to keep something pan-Asian for her favourite kid on the table. To go with the food, fresh beer and iced tea in three flavours wait in glass jugs, making the woman proud of her arrangements. Content with the table, she goes to Loki and Kira's rooms to ready them before they arrive, turning on the geysers and lighting up a scented candle to help them ease them into sleep after the long journey. Of course, it wouldn't be easy ever since the incident with Robert, but she has to do everything in her power to make sure they rest well and have enough energy the next day to go to war with that cursed creature that did this to her fine boy.

With every last bit done and dusted in both rooms, she finally moves out to the hall to hear the same scratching noise echo through that she heard two hours ago. All she can do is sigh and walk towards the front door to find Fenrir whining and carving new patterns in the wood of the door.

"Fenrir! Stop ruining the door. They'll be here when they're here."

Fenrir outrightly ignores every word Ygritte says, carrying on with his mission of wood destruction.

"Do you really want your father to put you in time out?"

Now that seems to catch the wolf's ears as he puts his paws down, looks at the door, looks up at Ygritte, looks back at the door, scoffs and walks towards the back to go to the lounge, stops midway as his ears catch a moment, comes back in two huge steps and skids to a halt just as the lights from the SUV light up the walls in the entrance.

The door barely opens when Fenrir is lunging towards Loki, catching him in his own style of hug, licking him clean.

"Yes, yes! I missed you too. Now get off before I throw you out," Loki declares, hugging his wolf and petting him.

"Welcome back, Master Loki."

"Thank you, Ygritte."

Ygritte looks behind him to watch Heimdall standing and judging the wolf, who clearly isn't happy to see the Watcher either.

"Master Loki, where's Miss Kira?"

"She's coming home with Kol."

Ygritte smiles in acknowledgement, stepping aside to let the men in, looking at the night outside. The skies have gathered thunder clouds in a matter of minutes and the wind chimes around the estate are going off at every strong gust teasing them, alerting the grounds of the storm that is about to come. Even though she trusts what Loki says, her heart seems to be feeling a nauseating feeling, forcing her to close the door till about three inches are left, letting the soft lights from the driveway form a straight beam into the entrance hall. Doing that, she walks away to carry on with her work.

Heimdall notices this. When their ancestors had gone through the biblical famines in old history, a group of men had sought to find anything their families could live on. The women and children were left in protected shelters, where the women took to intricate- and impressive- measures to protect them and their children from the cold and the predators. But in order to let their men know they were alive and it was safe to enter the shelter, they would keep the entrance open with the fire on- the fire having to be fed after considerate intervals. And so began a tradition. Later on in the wars, the men and women would leave at least one door open when their partner was out and it was truly unknown if they would return. Heimdall can feel the same patience and anxiousness in Ygritte's actions. When he watches her leave, he turns on the porch light and walks away to his observatory.

Too loud.

Your heartbeat is too loud for you to make out anything that is going on around you.

Breathe.

Breathe, Kira, breathe.

Deep long breaths help a little, calming those thumping beats enough to make sense of the sounds around you. The sounds outside the walls where you've been kept sound thin. Heavy vehicles seem to hum around the huge hollow building. The walls and floor are cold and it smells like the outskirts of the city- the pungent smell of sulphur in the air too familiar to be breathed in this long; the only relief being the periodic wind forcing its way through whatever hole that you cannot see, bringing with it four seconds of freshness and the smell of rain.

Where the fuck am I?

From what you can recall, after being literally clad in darkness, you were forced up into a vehicle and brought to the outskirts on quite the bumpy road. The henchmen surrounding you had been hard at work, ignoring your anxious muffled cries yet keeping you in place whenever you tried to struggle with the zip ties keeping your hands tied in front.

There had been too much commotion wherever the vehicle had stopped. Sounds of heavy metal being thrown on thick concrete, wooden crates being opened, cries of moving the 'packages' away in local languages. The black fabric was no help in letting you make out the figures under the orange lights walking around the premise. You, amongst all the noise, were forced by your arm inside a building, the door- or whatever ominous frame closes with a metallic clang- shut behind you.

So, here you are, after taking careful steps towards the wall in God-knows-what direction, sitting on the cold floor, your hands limp inside your lap, your body realising the tiredness after the rush, your brain going into a shutdown.

What did I do to deserve this? Your sore muscles and bleeding scratches ask you.

You fell for the wrong man, a voice inside your head whispers. You try not to ignore it but it's like a demon attached to your back whose presence is heavy even though it's invisible.

The solitary confinement does give you a minute to gather yourself, mentally. How long have I gone missing? Someone ought to look for me, right?

You feel your body slide down the wall a little more, the cold touch of the wall on your neck dissipating the hotness gathering there. And before you know it, the basic instincts take over, instantly putting you to sleep.

You don't know how long it's been when you jerk at the clang of the door opening- five minutes, ten, an hour, the concept of time is not even a question anymore- and the sounds of multiple footsteps proceeding towards you.

You think it's bad to not know who these people are that are approaching you while keeping you in complete darkness till the footsteps stop a few feet away and no amount of concentration can help you concur what exactly is going on in this situation. And the accelerated thumping of your veins does not help.

You do not notice when your knees came up and close to your chest to wrap you in an invisible protective shield against the strangers in the room. But just as that happens, a lone pair of footsteps walk towards you, their echo a prick inside your just woken up brain. A low grunt follows the touch of strong arms grasping onto yours and picking you up without much effort before nearly dragging you away from the corner to stop dead somewhere; not before you find yourself bumping into what seems like a table. The same set of hands that brought you here undo the complex clasp at the back to take away the black fabric from over your head to reveal the gentle hollow eyes of Billy Russo smiling at you three feet away.

"I owe you my sincerest apologies for the way over the top charades to get you here. Though I'm not really sure if you'd have come with me if I'd asked you to."

You rub the bruises on your wrists where the ties were a minute ago, flashing a judgmental look at Billy for the comment he makes.

"You shot Robert."

"Well, I wasn't planning to," Billy states with a simple shrug and tilts his head at you with the look of sympathy in his eyes that is inciting all the wrong emotions inside you.

"Oh, so, you wanted me dead." The sharpness of your voice seems to add weight to the betrayal you're feeling right now.

Billy narrows his eyes in contemplation. "No, not really. No. I just wanted to-" he takes one step closer to you, visibly surprised when you don't flinch even a bit- "let the fact graze past your boss that I could've taken your life if I wanted to. Really simple strategy. Don't blame me for Robert tryna' be a hero, sweetheart."

The disgust your belly feels at his addressal leaves a sour taste in your mouth. "His security is tighter than before. I really don't get how you plan on getting past that and for what reason. Just because he didn't a business deal with you, Russo?"

"Aw, we'd just started on the first name basis!" He exclaims, taking another step towards you- forcing you to move back and away from him and his deceiving face. "And come on! You're smarter than you show the world, Kira. You know how a sturdy castle can crumble with the right blow at the right spot. It just so happens that you are the right spot when it comes to Loki Odinson, the Messiah of the third world countries!"

The distance is closed again. You do not hesitate to step back. "I'm just his assis-"

"Enough." His voice is low but the tremble it sends through the hollow building makes you second guess that slight smear of courage inside your heart. "I'm tired of hearing it. How aren't you? Have you seen the way that orphan looks at you? Like someone looks at their precious pet. Admiring them, showcasing them to the world and feeling proud when others stand in awe of their cute little slave-"

"You're going too far-"

"Glaring at the people with the stare of most violent death to anyone who looks at their pet with an intention they deem inappropriate. I mean-" he steps towards you, forcing you into the wall at the back- "I know he's killed me at least ten times in his mind since I've met you."

The perfect white smile is ominous at best, chilling your insides. His dark eyes gazing you with a haunted lust add to the dread.

"He does not-" you graze away his fingers trying to play with your stray hair- "like me. If that's what you're implying."

"Mm-hmm," Billy hums, not at all fazed by your hands trying to keep his away from you, "then how do you explain him not signing the deal with me? Hmm? Last I heard he and Solaris were this close to closing it on my name. Why does. A man. With such a powerful sway. Let his assistant make decisions for him?"

"Wha-"

"I know it was you who stopped him from closing on Anvil Corp, Kira."

The words should not hit as hard as they do in your gut but the shade of malice swimming in Billy's eyes seems to take control, wanting to reduce you to nothing. "I know you were the one who swung the deal from the Adachis in your favour."

"I had nothing t-"

"You had everything to do with this, Kira!" He shouts, failing his hands as he does a frustrated three-sixty. "Everything!"

"You had to go and be all sweet to their daughter, be the nicest person on the planet with them. The bonus? You and Loki being all heart-eyes in each other's presence. Ugh!"

He comes back to put his arms on the wall around you, trapping you in without so much as a window for a thought to escape. "You ruined our entire plan."

You want to be diffused into the wall for it sounds better than feeling the microscopic jolts of uneasiness from his stare lingering over your skin and hot breaths trying to tease your existence into withering away.

"And to think I nearly started questioning my motives in seducing you." His thumb grazes your jaw. His fingers plant themselves on your neck before you feel the force in his hand mercilessly turning your face to look at him while he presses himself against you. "I nearly started to think of you, Kira. I started to dream what it would be like to take you home. To wonder what it would be like to tie your hands and bend you on my table, ripping off your clothes one by one and fucking you till I made you cry. Ohhh...to force my cock in your mouth till you licked my orgasm clean. You really did a number on me, Kira."

The restraints are crumbling to the last bits when you feel his erection grinding against you. That's it. You cannot take it anymore.

"I'd rather die than let you fuck me," you hiss through your teeth.

Billy's eyes go wide. His face blank. Laughter roars through the room followed by his hand slapping the wall.

"Oh you never cease to amaze me, do you?"

Billy bites his lips through the smile still lingering on them. One hand goes away from the wall to gesture at the two men clad in black camo to walk away. And they do. Leaving you alone with this scum.

"You'd rather die than fuck me, hmm?" He whispers into your ear, inhaling the scent of fear coming out from you before kissing your forehead tenderly.

Your fists try to drive his chest away but his hand takes your wrists in them, letting his perfectly manicured nails dig into your skin to remind you of the dormant pain still lingering in there. The other hand has found its way into your trousers, fingers entering your folds to watching you grit your teeth and feel your muscles clench in rebellion at his touch.

"Ah!" He whispers, "let's see how you call upon death to get you out of this."

It is a split-second decision through the pain to find your knee making an impact with his balls, bringing him down groaning and pushing him back as his grip loosens on you. "You are a psychopath! No wonder your own mother hates you so much," your lungs shout.

The mention of his mother breaks something inside him; like a vial of toxins crushed under pressure to let them mingle in with the rest of the solution.

Even as you try in vain to run towards the door, he is catching you by the waist to throw you at the table.

All you can see is red in his eyes when you get up. All you see is the face of a mad man before his fist makes an impact with the side of your face.

"Aaah! It's so good to be back home!"

"Tell me about it."

"Friday! Put on something soothing, please. And get the fire started."

The hall livens up with soft jazz music as Pepper cocks her brow at the crackle of a fire in her fireplace before turning to Tony.

"Wow," she mentions, wetting her lips, "for someone who hosted a freaking convention, you seem not tired at all."

"No, you hosted the convention," Tony asserts as he fills two glass with champagne, "I just popped by to say hi to all the people I invited."

"Right," Pepper nods smirks, taking her glass from Tony and waiting for him to settle down next to her. Tony scooches as close to her as possible before putting his arm around the headrest of the couch and clinking his glass with hers.

"To Miss Potts and her work in making this expo the most successful thing yet." Tony smiles with his eyes.

"Why thank you, Mr Stark," Pepper mentions before raising her glass a little, "to Stark Industries. For having the most generous man running the company with the happiest employees."

Pepper rests her head on Tony's arm, making him smile his softest smile. He lets his arm embrace her, his fingers making patterns on her sleeve.

"So, Miss Potts," Tony coos into Pepper's ears, "are you dead tired or do you have enough energy for an entertaining shower?"

Pepper bites her lips to restrain the giggle. "Oh, I don't know Mr Stark. Are you really up for a round or do you plan on passing out midway to the bathroom like last time?"

"Ooh! Cocky much! You do have the energy."

Pepper giggles, giving Tony a long kiss on his lips.

"How about you turn on your favourite playlist while I warm up the water for you, Miss Potts."

"I'd like that very much, Mr Stark."

Giving another peck on his cheek, Pepper gets up to go towards the music system, undoing her hair bun on the way while Tony collects the champagne glasses to get up and walk towards the bathroom.

"Fri-"

The words leave Pepper midway as she watches the screen in front of her, her eyes squinting in the gesture of finding out what exactly she was seeing. Two seconds later the very same blue eyes are going wide with a low gasp escaping her lungs.

"Oh, my G-TONY!"

The hot pressured water eases the muscles in Loki's back, lightly scarring the already decorated skin. Everything except his head gets this torture. The heat is turned off to be followed by the cold current that numbs his skull before disappearing at the turn of the handle. Towel wrapped around his waist, Loki walks out to the ring of his phone on the bed, his heartbeat quickening at the thought of watching your name on the screen, only to be disappointed to find the exact opposite energy calling him.

Loki accepts the call and puts it on the speaker at the very same moment Heimdall opens the door to his room.

"Stark," Loki greets the man, making Heimdall pause midway, preventing him from speaking.

"Where is she?"

Loki's heard Tony enough time to let his ears know which emotion Tony is pouring at that moment. And the amount of poisonous rage bubbling on speakerphone has been heard only once before- a time neither of them talks about. The voice carries rage and frustration. Not to mention a hidden pain that would drown thousands at any moment if Loki does not answer it correctly. The question, by this time, can only meant to be directed towards you. But how does Tony know about you so quickly? Has the news already been informed?

"Kira's fine. She's on her way home from her examina-"

"She is NOT fine, Loki!"

"Tony she's f-"

"Her heart rates' high, Loki! Her vitals are worse and her blood pressure is all kinds of abnormal!"

The confusion hits before the surprise. "What are you talking about?"

"YOU SON OF A-"

Loki can hear Pepper's voice trying to calm Tony down to retain an ounce of common sense to talk to him in a language that makes sense.

"Loki," Tony comes back, this time one breath cooler, "Kira is not fine right now. I just got an alert about her being in an emergency. So, tell me where she is."

The restraint in his voice is loud and clear. Loud enough to tell anyone listening that he would come out of the speakerphone and strangle someone right this very moment.

"Her phone's off. I can't locate her."

Loki turns around to find Heimdall looking down at his golden crystal balls and phone in either hand, suddenly clicking a switch inside Loki.

"The pendant I gave her," Tony calls out from the phone, "it has a beacon. But it'll take me two minutes to activate it. You guys better hurry because her vitals are not looking good."

"I'm on it," Heimdall states before turning to Loki, "you stay here in case-Loki? Loki?!"

All sounds feel like one streak of white noise being drowned out by shallow breaths increasing with every passing moment. The legs are on the edge of giving way any second while the neck burns like a firepit from hell, sweating and steaming away the stray water on the skin.

"Ygritte!" Heimdall shouts out for the woman before coming back to Loki, "Hey, hey, hey. It's okay. You're okay. She'll be fine. Hey. Hey! Look at me! Look. At. Me. Kira will be fine. I'll bring her back. Okay?"

Loki, breathless on the floor by this moment nods halfway, pushing away Heimdall's hands from his arms, gesturing him to be out of the room.

"Loki..."

Tony calls out for the man- no poison this time.

This voice, Loki doesn't like.

"Stark," Loki's trying to breathe through his airless aching lungs, "Stark lis-listen-"

"I'm not going anywhere till you find yourself. Breathe before you speak. I can't hear you through your wheezing anyway."

Loki hates the voice that reminds of the father he did not have.

The handkerchief cleans up the blood sticking over the lean fingers in multiple strokes, having to make a little extra effort to get the fabric to wipe away the piece of skin caught under the nails; not to mention the dried blood resting in between the foreskin and those recently manicured pieces of french art. It really is a task. How did he ever make it through those old army days without caring for the perfection that was him is really surprising for Billy. The handkerchief is folded to bring the clean side over and wipe off the blood dripping from wounds made down his throat. A curse leaves his lips to having found his flawless skin marred by a lowely woman.

"The car is ready, sir."

Billy looks up at the soldier he has hired for a few green bucks, scoffing and smirking at him before throwing the handkerchief. "Clear the area. Leave that trash."

The soldier walks away along with five other men, leaving Billy to turn to the unconscious figure lying on the ground in its own blood.

He sits down next to it, takes out a little wildflower from his jacket pocket and puts it beside the hand that flinches a little at the closeness of the man.

"It’s a shame really. You choosing death, I mean. We really could’ve had it all if you wanted, Kira."

He tilts his head and sighs before giving a farewell smile.

"Because death was still going to knock on your door later."

Getting up with one long look, etching his artwork in his mind, he walks away with a giddy tune being whistled on his lips, leaving you on the edge of eternal unconsciousness, the violent pain waiting to tip you over any moment.

Second-last chapter of Kira

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coffeereads · 4 years

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Health and Well-Being--My Two Cents

Let me start by saying that I have always gravitated towards health and fitness. For the past five years or so right up to the shelter in place order, I ate well, trained five days a week, performed squats, deadlifts and hip thrusts diligently, did my abs at the end of every session, divided my arm and leg days, and the whole nine yards. Training my body has developed into a respite from my daily worries and anxieties — my “me-time” that dissipates negativity while I focus on bettering myself physically and mentally.

The most recent curveball in my fitness journey was working as a Big Four accountant for a year and a half, apart from shelter in place, that is. Keeping my foot in a highly demanding corporate job and my passion for fitness at the same time was not only challenging but even unrealistic on numerous occasions. It’s not something I share often at the risk of sounding “ungrateful.” For one, it was a very sought after job at a great company and for another, it was the hand that fed me. As rewarding as it was career-wise, it demanded 50–60 hours per week on average. During busy seasons that lasted a couple of months at a time, it would go up to 60–75 hours a week or sometimes, longer than that.

As expected, I watched my body change while my mental health also took a hit. For someone who loves to meal-prep, eat healthy meals and work out regularly, having breakfast, lunch and dinner at work, staring at the screen endlessly and crunching numbers definitely did not sit well. I still managed to work out and keep fit the best I could given my situation — be it by skipping days to take care of myself, watching what I eat, or squeezing in mini-workouts in the evenings.

When I think about my passion for fitness, I can’t quite drill it down to a certain “aha” moment. It was a very organic development that probably started around puberty when most of the girls develop a certain level of consciousness over their looks and body. That’s not to say that I don’t have my share of binge-eating days. I also have my fair share of moments when I’m with my family and friends, especially during holidays when everyone is indulging in delicious food, sharing laughs and having a good time together.

I firmly believe in balance and there is always some wiggle room in sustainable and healthy eating habits. However, the fine line between physical and mental health can often be blurred when your relationship with food is corrupted by unrealistic standards of health and beauty that the social media and fashion magazines often dole out. In our endless pursuit of youth and beauty, we often tend to overlook that the glamor is often accompanied by women like us — with eating disorders, countless layers of makeup, photoshop edits, or body image disorders among a slew of other issues. I am willing to bet a lot that their seemingly effortless “selfie sans makeup” are often thoughtfully crafted by full-fledged glam teams and trying to live up to such highly curated products is a waste of energy.

I’m going to try to define health and wellness according to what I think it should mean in its true sense. To me, health means glowing skin, not from countless microdermabrasion sessions but from sound health and happiness, inner radiance that develops from getting sound sleep at night, eating fresh fruits and vegetables, and hydrating yourself, and an inner aura of stillness and confidence that stems from surrounding yourself with the right people, exercising, and nourishing your mind with positive thoughts and experiences.

Coming to the recent shelter in place order, being homebound and not being able to go to gyms for the past few months has definitely thrown off my fitness regime and I have spent a lot of time meditating over it. But I take comfort in hoping that the lockdown is temporary and that we are in this together. Plus home workouts can be equally therapeutic and effective to maintain your health and condition your body.

In line with our current situation, the lack of clear delineation of home and office after switching to remote work is also taking a toll on our health. A lot of us are working on our computers endlessly without taking those “coffee breaks” or sneaking out for some fresh air. I think it’s more important than ever to take breaks and recharge, log off and turn off our devices purposefully in the evenings or weekends, give ourselves the much-deserved mental detox when we can, make use of home workouts and try our best to stay in a positive mindset.

#health #wellbeing #mentalhealth #food #bodyimage #shelterinplace #positivity

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elastigirl72 · 5 years

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Day 20: Herceg Novi>south of Shkoder, Albania

Mountains or coast?

Sometimes and without planning, things just seem to fall into line. I reconnected with my younger brother, Alex, 19 months younger than I, and #4 of 4 siblings born within 5 years to two crazy, outlandish parents. That reconnection in itself is a long story and I won’t go into now. But i regularly work in Norway and by chance, in Alex’s home town where he lives with his wife, Monika and two girls, Emma and Susi. Life and families are complicated but, stars aligned and 25 years or more have passed, and the next time I’m there. I’ll stay and be Auntie Michelle to nieces I love.

Also by chance, the last time I visited, I mentioned to Alex about my planned trip, and where I was heading. He looked at the route and said “I have a friend who has an apartment there. Let me call him”. So he did. It just so happened that Per was happy for me to stop by if it worked in with my plans, even if he wasn’t there. As if by magic, I came through, and it coincided with a rest day. I was met by Lidija, who having checked with me a few days earlier, met me with freshly caught fish, and a potato salad, a bottle of wine of choice (red or white. Or both!), bananas, strawberries picked from her friend’s garden that morning, and a barrel full of conversation. After 3 cups of tea, she left me to indulge in the shower, with shampoo, hair conditioner, body cream, moisturiser, radiators, chocolates a washing machine and a view if it became visible across the whole of Herceg Novi. I have never met Per, and only just met Lidija, who I believed lived in the same road, but in fact had caught a taxi from a nearby village, just to make me feel welcome. I am now so fed and rested, if I don’t do a big week, I’ll go home heavier than when I set off!

This was the shelter in a storm, quite literally. And couldn’t have happened at a better time, at any point during the 3.5 week expedition. How do you show gratitude for such generosity? If I wasn’t already in heaven, to top it off, Lidija returned the next day with home made lunch, and took me on a walking tour of her home town. An amazing woman who is a Tony Robins coach. I am apparently a sun person, and she a moon. I need 20 minutes of sun a day and she needs to sleep. She knew everyone in the town as we walked around. I fell in love with Herceg very quickly.

As the storm passed over during the early hours of the day, I noticed a figure on a rock outcrop, and was sure the silhouetted figure was fishing. Walking along the promenade, I learnt the figure was a statue of a haunting and beautiful woman, a memorial to a lady who was betrothed to a sailor, who went to sea and never returned. For the rest of her days, the lady returned to wait for her love to sail back to shore, and did so until she died. Truly moving and befitting of such a small sanctuary in deepest Europe where most people won’t visit or have heard of.

Every trip I’ve done, I’ve come across incredible, memorable people who have stayed with me since. Mario (Italy 2015), Jonathan and Pete (Canada 2016 and 2018). Sadly, from my first ever trip, in 1991, I met equally kind people who are written in a diary, but long since past. It’s these moments that erase the challenge days and sow a seed deep inside. I hope that I can in turn be so generous and kind.

6th May is a big day, and start to the biggest week, both mileage and climbing but also uncharted waters. I’m a little anxious but at least slightly recovered...if something is going to go wrong, it will be in this next week. So near, yet so far...mountains or coast? Start days early and ride as far as possible?

6 May: Shkoder 1430

After the mountains lit up in a fury of lightening bolts and torrential rain, I felt confident that setting my alarm for 5am was a good decision. Early miles were the plan, and at 7am, although there were still torrents running across the roads, the bay was calm, and I was on my way.

One day’s full rest was telling from the first rotation. I felt great! I was prepared for the intermittent downpours with my new bin bag and trusted shower caps, and knew, come hell or high water, I was crossing into what in my head felt like another continent today but was in fact, just another country, and my 10th on the list: Albania.

You can get to Albania by bike several ways from Montenegro: outright ferry, around a huge bay and up Kotor or a €1 ferry crossing, which takes 10 minutes and provides a panoramic view of the black mountains. I opted for the latter, and sailed my way through towns and up climbs, barely noticing the gentle early headwind, almost a pre-requisite to a ride now. The traffic was less, although I did see an elderly pedestrian spontaneously leap in front of a speeding knackered old VW Mark I Golf...how he wasn’t killed! If it wasn’t suicidal pedestrians, it was motorists pulling out of side roads or shop fronts, almost teasingly to see what a cyclist with right of way might actually do: stop or ride straight into the now stationery vehicle blocking the carriageway because in fact they can’t pull out on to the opposite carriageway anyway. I counted at least 20 stray dogs between Herceg and the border, and now have come to expect them at every turn in the road. I will need to plan my defence strategy as I believe at some point, a dog and I are going to get better acquainted, probably as I find my steepest climb, am tired and can’t escape 😃. I am considering tying a stick to my bike and working out my war cry as I write.

Maybe it’s because I am recharged or maybe it is because even with impending doom looking down on me from the heavens, the green clad mountains that now surrounded me made for yes I know I’ve said it before, an epic day’s cycling. The bin bag and shower cap yo-yo’d in and out of my bag, gaining me much attention in the rural Montenegro countryside as I rode through as the joker on wheels. Here, the people, buildings and cars all changed, decrepit, off the beaten track, and oblivious to style, just functional living: the need for a car, a roof and clothing rang through and any signs of wealth disappeared as I approached the Albanian border. Soaked, I noted that I’d never seen such dark and threatening sky over any mountains. I wondered if the swallows that darted around the road indicated anything, but it was memorable and beautiful.

I’d already fallen in love with the day before I reached Albania, and despite twanging my bad knee before the climb between countries, was prepared to ride on as long as I felt as I did. 😀

And suddenly, surprisingly, Albania! (And another passport stamp 🎊)

Where the tarmac is smooth, the ageing locals ride bikes, the area feels untouched by time or tourism, and the surrounding countryside is jaw-droppingly Jurassic. In 10km I rode past two mosques, minute and not what I expected. Every last morsel of flesh was covered so being a heavily Muslim country, I felt I was being respectful. Motorists gave way, and many people, young and old, even waved, or honked positively. I even got a “go, go, go” from one driver! I wanted to stop and take so many photos, but the ever threatening sky bore down on me and reminded me to keep pedalling.

I barely noticed the city of Shkoder; I was through it so quickly. The driving here made me laugh, as it was chaotic. My lasting memory will be of a very large old lady in her local dress, headscarf and woollen tights, pinned with her bottom just on the edge of the scooter seat, driven by her husband, bouncing off down the road in front of me. I wish I’d got a photo of that, or the old guys on scooters, smartly dressed, but weathered and worn.

Not long after leaving the city limits, I saw lightening ahead and a distant rumble of thunder. It was only 16 miles till my planned stop, and another 56 to Tirana, my stretch goal. I was feeling great. But checking these details and considering my options, I’d stopped right outside a brand new looking spa hotel. I went inside, enquired, and found the room, full spa access, and breakfast would cost €35. I repeat €35! And the possibility of booking a massage. Even with this information, I had to sit down, digest and consider my options: the weather radar, my knee, how good I was feeling...

The weather is looking better from tomorrow, so why push on? I am lying down in my €35 room, snuggled in a huge dressing gown having had a luxury shower and awaiting my massage. I am hoping very much my knee twang isn’t terminal but it doesn’t feel good. But if my journey ends here, I am truly happy. I love Albania, even if I’ve not spent a night here yet. I couldn’t feel more welcome. I hope you can make it too someday...till tomorrow...and decision time; mountains or coast? 🤔

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jesusintheleast · 3 years

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My Friend Earl - A Final Farewell!

3/5/2018

Another long time friend has gone on ahead of us all. I’m talking about my good friend, Earl Owens, who I visited for so many years in the several nursing homes that he resided in.

To be sure, Earl was quite a character. He had a pretty severe case of OCD, or 0bsessive-compulsive disorder. Psychology Today defines OCD as an “anxiety disorder in which people have unwanted and repeated thoughts, feelings, images, and sensations (obsessions) and engage in behaviors or mental acts in response to these thoughts or obsessions. Often the person carries out behaviors to reduce the impact or get rid of the obsessive thoughts, but this only brings temporary relief. Not performing the obsessive rituals can cause great anxiety.”

But since I view myself as quite a character with my own set of “quirks” it wasn’t too hard for us to relate. In fact, we seemed to understand each other only too well.

Earl was a big guy to say the least… and he liked to eat! And he would quite often complain about the quality and the quantity of food that he would be fed at the many nursing homes he was “shifted” around between. And so, it wasn’t surprising when he’d repeatedly ask me to bring him as much food, cooked and uncooked as I could on my visits.

Since I’ve worked at our Cornerstone Outreach for so many years, I had easy access to much “extra” food that we would regularly receive, which included pizza, sub-sandwiches, fruits, cookies, chips, soups, drinks, and on occasion various meats.

At one nursing home they even had a grill in their outside “rest” area. And Earl was in his glory whenever I brought down all sorts of meats, including steaks, burgers, and sausages… for he showed me and many others how much of a “grill-master” he was. And we readily shared our abundance with other clients and staff.

Now, of course, I have to admit that not every nursing home staff was happy to see me whenever I’d come to visit Earl… with my box or two of items. But most of them didn’t really object to my actions… they knew that it brought a lot of joy to Earl.

But our relationship was not only about food. We’d always get into deep discussions about my work at the shelter, and how best to carry out my duties. And the following admonitions are the ones that he‘d repeatedly tell me.

“Chris, don’t feel you have to “jump” whenever someone requests a few “extras.” Instead, you tell them to wait and say, ‘I’ll see what I can do a little later.’ Then you’ll find out who really needs these things, and who doesn’t. Because the ones that don’t will not wait around.”

“Chris, you need to delegate much of your work.” And I’d respond much of the time, “Yeah, who am I going to delegate to?” And then Earl would say, “You just need to trust God, and you need to let folks help you a lot more than you do. Because don’t you see, these folks want to help---you’ve just got to let them, and don’t worry so much.”

And I’d take my good friend Stewart along with me to visit him for time to time. So he got to know Stewart (who’s so friendly, caring, and childlike) very well and he’d always ask how Stewart was doing. And I’d say, “Oh, he’s busy doing so many other things. He does so much on his own, now. And he’s got so many friends in our community and the shelter that he’s always on go.”

Then Earl would just smile and say, “Wow, that is so great. Wow, you must be so proud to have played such an important role in his life. He’s just “taken off” (carved out a life of his own) right before your eyes. You see how God works.”

And I’d have to admit these insights still ring true to this day!

Still, there were plenty of times that Earl would have to rant and rave about how his doctors, caseworkers, and nurses didn’t understand him, and were out to make his life “miserable.”

And I’d have calm him down (or at least try to) so that he could “sometimes” admit that his perceptions were “a bit harsh” and overstated.

And many times that I’d get so frustrated with my attempts to talk some sense into him that I would end up saying, “You know, Earl it seems like you aren’t even willing to listen to a thing I have to say.”

But then he’d surprise me from time to time by saying, “No, Chris, I do listen to what you have to say. You have no idea how much your friendship and your viewpoints mean to me.”

So, my friend Earl and I have had many great times and visits and laughs together over so many years. And to think our relationship simply started by our getting to know each other at our “Dinner guest” program about 20 years ago.

I will miss Earl. It still seems strange that he’s gone. He seemed to fight through and always come out the other side of so many health and psychiatric problems.

But I know now—he’s at rest. His journey is over down here on earth. But it’s only just beginning up in heaven!

Oh yeah, and I know what Earl would say to me right now. He’d say, “Chris, don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine. But don’t you ever forget that there are so many lonely and needy folks out there, and they’d be thrilled to have you as a friend.”

Thanks, Earl, I’ve been fortunate to have you as a friend all these years. Rest in peace, my friend. And oh yeah, if it’s not too much trouble can you save me a spot at the Lamb’s wedding feast? (Revelation 19:6-9) I’d be honored to sit by you. Your friend, Chris.

This story is about Earl -who I had named Charles in the Discovering Jesus in the Least book -to protect his identity at the time.

I periodically find myself examining my performance before the Lord. Am I really doing all that I should be doing? Couldn’t I be doing more? Shouldn’t I be doing more? Is Jesus really pleased with me?

One evening I was visiting my friend Charles in the nursing home that he lives in. Charles is a rather large man who is confined to a wheelchair, and in a lot pain. He has a myriad of health problems.

I had first gotten to know Charles about fifteen years earlier. He was walking then, and he’d stop by our dinner guest time quite often. He always seemed to have a word of wisdom not only for myself, but also for the many youth groups that came to serve.

He would be “in his glory” whenever a few young people surrounded him, hanging on every word he uttered. He loved to tell stories of life on the streets, and he was good at it.

Charles and I became friends over the years. We just seemed to hit it off. We would easily get into discussions about life in this 21st century and how it related to our work with the poor. I say “our work” because Charles was always so proud of the fact that he too loved the poor, and would share whatever he had with those in need. There was just a level of respect between us, a depth of understanding, such that we easily became friends, and even confidantes.

It just so happened that on this visit I was in one of my more introspective moods. And so, I shared my self-examination with Charles, not really expecting much of a response. But I was wrong.

“You’ll be alright, Chris,” he said matter-of-factly. He was calmly affirming me and my service to our Lord. He was reminding me of God’s love and care for me, particularly when I find myself debating my own sense of value and worth in God’s eyes. He was reminding me of something I need to hear often.

And so, on this visit, instead of me bringing love and support to Charles, it was he that was dispensing the love and understanding to me. I’m just glad that Jesus still knows how to get through to me. I guess having a friend like Charles is a good thing—for me!

Thanks for stopping by.

- Chris

#friendship #christian blog #chicago

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salsglowupdiary · 3 years

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How can one live a good life - and avoid misliving?

25/04/2021

This is the question millions of people ask psychologists, philosophers and life couches. People seek concrete answers from them: they hope for some kind of instructions or guidelines on how THEY can live well. The thing is it is not maintainable to just follow someone else’s instructions on how to live one’s life and I will tell you why.

Living a “good life” is all about perspective and the answer will drastically vary depending on the person asked. Moreover, it is subjective and different people put different meaning and their own experiences into their answer without realizing it. For someone living a good life is being famous, talked about and having lots of money and connections while for someone else a good life is living a peaceful, steady, normal, stress-free life where the world does not hold any high expectations of that person. Something that inspires and uplifts one person may not applicable to another person.

Nevertheless, while frequently talking and discussing life with my friends I came to conclusion that among all different variations of a good life there are some commonalities such as having food on the table, a shelter to sleep at, being healthy and comfortable, having someone understanding to connect with and seek support from. Based on that, I think the best way to live a good life is to make sure those aspects and needs are being met! The failure to do that leads to sadness, depression, worries, dysfunctional relationship with other people and just unhappiness.

If someone asked me how to live a good life, I would advise to write down a list of things that make or will make the person happy about their life. Then I would ask follow-up questions about how those listed things could be achieved and give words of encouragement and support to make them believe in themselves. I would just want the person to fulfill their life goal, have someone who loves and cares for them and be at peace with themselves. My personal priority that I emphasize whenever I talk to someone is mental well-being: taking care of one’s desires, treating and rewarding yourself for hard work, prioritizing one’s energy and good emotions/memories!

In my opinion, living a good life is living whatever life you want and having this realization “Wow, I actually love what I am doing and feeling right now! I am at peace with myself and I am doing my best to achieve my goals! I have no regrets and I am taking care of myself and everything I treasure!”. Just additional piece of advise from me would be “Be kind to everyone. Be grateful and do not take everything for granted. Have goals to achieve and surround yourself with good-hearted people who would support and navigate you. Make sure you are always fed and at peace with who you are, what you do for living and what you feel!”

I have more thoughts about this but I need more inspiration from music, movies or knowledge from our classes that I can think about and respond so stay tuned for the next update hehe! :)

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part 5 - gratefulness in our lives

DAY 27 - MONDAY - March 15

Adreanna C.

Of course! I am grateful for:

1. God & His many blessings

2. Family

3. Friends

4. Great health

5. Being in my right mind

6. Remaining financially stable during these hard times

7. Having a roof over my head

8. Having so much love & support surrounded around me

9. The mistakes I’ve made & continue to make every now & then because I only learn from them

10. LIFE

DAY 28 TUESDAY- March 16

Sophia C.

10 things I’m grateful for

1. A steady job that allows me to have a income to not only purchase what I need but also little wants that bring me joy.

2. A group of work friends who takes me as I am. They listen to my Debbie downer complaining when I feel burnt out and take in my over-the-top extra-ness when I feel motivated without making me feel bad about being either way.

3. A healthy and relatively smooth first pregnancy with only annoying but not-too-scary symptoms or complications.

4. Being able to spend time with my family and have them feed me/talk to me while transitioning to a new place.

5. Having the financial means to get a bigger place.

6. Having support from my partner during an isolating time.

7. Having different types of friends and relationships to lean on in different aspects of my life- an empathetic brother and an aggressive sister to stand up for me in the stuff that I’m too meek in.

8. The recovery of my family after health scares.

9. A body that allows me to live and enjoy life.

10. The experiences and relationships that brought me to where I am today and continue to help me grow as a person.

Rachel C.

Rachel’s Gratitude List

• A safe place to live

• A caring partner in life

• My health

• The ability to find the positive in a situation rather than getting stuck in the negative.

• Access to clean water to drink

• A way to make a living in the midst of this pandemic.

• Food 😊

DAY 29 WEDNESDAY - March 17

Didi

Today I’m grateful to wake u p and still can see a beautiful view of the sky. A fresh smell in the morning. A good breakfast which tastes so amazing even if it ‘s just a scrambled egg. A peace of mind I had because I wake up to live like there’s no tomorrow. Love and Bless <3

Maritza

I’m grateful for everything

Happiness friends and love Nd music

DAY 30 Thursday - March 18

Kristin D.

I am grateful for:

1. Loving parents and family

2. Friends

3. Health

4. Safe shelter

5. Food provision

6. Current employment

7. The opportunity to sit still (this is spiritual)

8. New bible study

9. Mentoring program

10. Lessons that I will learn from the last 2 difficult weeks

Ivy F.

1. Yoga

2. Breathing

3. Fresh foods

4. My parents

5. Support of friends

6. Hope for change

7. Rain & sunshine

8. Simply feeling - allowing myself to get more comfortable with openly feeling my emotions

9. A laugh that hurts so good

10. A bright smile

Justus W.

Grateful for strength and wisdom in my marriage!

Grateful for the trials I’ve been through that added clarity to my thinking

Grateful that my mother and brothers are taken care of

Grateful for the gifts God had given me to use.

Grateful that every time anyone negative or crazy is in my life God always exposes them.

Grateful that in my years of cross country driving nothing terrible has ever happened.

Grateful that God must have a lot of patience with me 😂

Grateful to have a home and safe place.

Grateful that since I turned 18 God has provided for every bill. Never missed a payment on anything

Grateful that I know God. And that if anything on this list ever changed I could still stand on the Word and have faith!

DAY 31 March 19 FRIDAY

Klisha T.

Hmmmmmm 10 things

About to get the kids to bed but theres so many things lol

For health, for my kids, for healing for Mya, for my husband, for salvation, for God's grace

For our best friends Myo and Natalie

Literally for a place to live

Running water

Food

Is that 10? Lol

DAY 32 March 20 SATURDAY

Vlad S.

My wife

My family

My friends

My dogs

My creativity

Nature

Good food

My neighborhood

Biking

My youth

Kevin M.

I am grateful for my health - I am

Obviously getting older but I feel like I am healthier than when I was younger. I am feeling the healthiest and most grounded I have felt in a long time.

I am grateful for some space in my life.

I am grateful for the deep, connected friendships I have cultivated over the years. I feel as we all get older these friendships are going to be what sustains me.

I am grateful to be inspired everyday by what people are creating in this world.

I am grateful I get to work at something that interests me.

I am grateful that most days I wake up and can put my energy towards things that excite me.

I am grateful for my mom, dad and my sisters and the family I was born into.

I am grateful I am still very close to my mom and sisters.

I am grateful that I get to live in NYC and that the city still excites and inspires me.

I am grateful for Al-Anon.

I am grateful to be free of any substance addictions in my life.

I am grateful for the natural talents, skills, gifts that I have been given by God and that I can use those everyday to what I do or in service of others.

I am grateful that I have been blessed with the resources that I need to live a comfortable life.

I am grateful that it’s easy for me to see the good in people.

I am grateful that I have a curious mind.

I am grateful that I feel my feelings deeply.

I am grateful that I am nor afraid to cry in front of people.

I am grateful that I always want to be better.

I am grateful for my three children and that they have such big, bold and expressive personalities.

I am grateful for the many years I have had in partnership with Leslie and all the incredible adventures we have had.

I am grateful for the other romantic relationships I have had in my life and the wisdom they have given me.

I am grateful for the times life teaches me how to let go.

I am grateful that alcoholism in my family has given me the opportunity to form a deeper connection to my spirituality.

I am grateful that I have so many things I am grateful for!!!

DAY 33 March 21 SUNDAY

I missed today :(

DAY 34 March 22 MONDAY

David H.

1. Everyone in My family is healthy

2. Thru this last year where our family members could not meet , my cousins have announced engagements and pregnancies so our family is growing

3. Work is good , the word is getting out that I’m not bad at this

4. In a world where ppl have a difficult time

This year, my business has thrived

5. My perspective on life is more keen

6. I have the capability to low you now as a passerby than I did years ago when I was closer

7. God was always with me. But I only see him now

8. From our last conversation you’re in better place now and I’m thankful for that

IM so happy for you. I couldn’t genuinely say that years ago

9. Perspective

10. Christina, you’re a bigger part of my life than you know. I’D kill for you

DAY 35 MARCH 23 TUESDAY

Chrissy K.

My ten.. I’m grateful..

- even though my sanity and energy is tested everyday- I’m grateful for this extra time I’m having with the kids, to watch them grow in small ways everyday

- most of family and friends have been healthy (or able to recover), safe, financially stable during the pandemic

- being able to ride out half of the pandemic in San Diego, meaning more space, more things for the kids to do ie, zoo, beaches, closer to cousin

-having access to some beautiful outdoors

- great weather so we weren’t cooped up inside all year

- super humbling and challenging living with the in-laws.. but grateful charlie and Benny are able to bond with them

- the timing of things.. bro was out in ny right before pandemic hit so was able to help At the store, in-laws decided to go to Korea for extended time so it allowed us to have time alone in sd, my maternity leave rolled right into quarantine

- food

-korean dramas 😂 keeping it real- turned into korean lady putting on kdrama while I do dishes and cook

- finally able to drink again.. pass that glass of wine or beer

DAY 36 MARCH 24 WEDNESDAY

Shav G.

1. my health

2. my sleep schedule

3. my ever supportive family

4. my friends i get to jam with every day

5. my studio being close by

6. the city that inspires me every day

7. my recent boom in love interests 🤣

8. my view

9. my doormen they’re my bff’s

10. my drive to do better

Anne C.

[11:17 PM, 3/24/2021] Anne C: this is amazing - love that you're creating and holding space for something positive.

[11:17 PM, 3/24/2021] Anne C: life has been very tough - giving me a beating with what its throwing at me.

[11:18 PM, 3/24/2021] Anne C: so I'll like to say i'm grateful for strength

DAY 37 MARCH 25 THURSDAY

Marion G.

What a great idea! I would love to!

1. My family

2. Good health

3. Great friends (you included!)

4. Coffee in the morning

5. A good night's sleep (when I get one)

6. The time I've been able to spend with my kids this past year.

7. Peace of mind

8. Having a job during these difficult times

9. Wine

10. Music

What a great exercise to do first thing in the morning! Miss you!! ❤

Bonnie Y.

DAY 38 MARCH 26 FRIDAY

Sina W.

1. My parents. They’ve really been there for me through the challenges of covid & especially through the break up. Paying for therapy & spending a lot of time with me watching shows and just crying was very needed.

2. Ty. I would say “my friends” but I haven’t seen my friends like that. I spend every day with Ty lol. He is my friend soulmate and I hope everyone finds a friend like him. He walked me to my apartment every night when I was being harassed by my ex, let me crash with him, fed me, and above all has made incredible sacrifices to be a part of this music journey with me and I can’t thank him enough.

3. Nature. I’ve spent a lot of time connecting with nature, reading about nature, and sitting in nature. It’s been very meditative and helped me keep a level head.

4. Music. Just grateful to do what I love & be able to take everything I’m feeling and turn it into something tangible and productive. It has been my saving grace through quarantine and I don’t know what I’d be doing if I didn’t have it.

5. Edibles lol. Between October and February my anxiety was through the roof. I’ve been through a lot of shit recently and thank god there’s been something to take the edge of sometimes.

6. Books. I’ve read 20 books since Christmas. I’ve been really excited about learning recently. Everything from meditation to the ice age to gentrification. It’s given me a lot of perspective and makes me really happy.

7. My sister. We recently started getting a lot closer and I always hoped that would happen.

8. My DOG. He makes me so happy. Like pure joy. I love him so much.

9. The sun. Not very common in Portland but every week we may get a sunny day and every time it happens it’s a reminder that this will be over soon. When the world was open, the clouds didn’t bug me so much. But now I look forward to the sun like no other.

10. BLAZER GAMES. Omg. I have not missed a game this season. It gives me something to look forward to & they are so fun to watch.

Anna B.

1. My health

2. Friends

3. Intuition

4. Abundance

5. Setting boundaries

6. Mindfulness

7. Family

8. Frank

9. Creativity

10. Feeling safe

DAY 39 MARCH 27 SATURDAY

Jon R.

10 things I’m grateful for.

1. Friendship with genuine connection

2. Like minded individuals/creatives

3. My family (we’ve been dysfunctional for years but a new leaf has turned over and we’re all making a strong effort to be a better unit)

4. My litter brother finally making the choice to better his life and get off the streets

5. God!

6. My girlfriend

7. You. (we can go months without talking but we always pick up where we left off. Since day 1 you’ve been an honest friend who’s opinion I value and I love you dearly)

8. Fashion

9. Music

10. Good health

DAY 40 MARCH 28 SUNDAY

Allie G.

Hey Christina!!! Hope you are doing swell(: hmmm 10 things?

My friends

My house

The weather today 🔆

Healthy body

Healthy mind

Avocados

Live music

Laughter

The ocean

And YOU for allowing me to sit and think about that

DAY 41 MARCH 29 MONDAY

Ray T.

I’m grateful for the almost 25 years of friendship with Christina Chow Mein

Ann K.

Hi Christina,

I hope you’re doing well!

Today I am thankful for:

1. the Hubs (today is our anni)

2. having all our needs met everyday

3. healthy kids

4. getting to and from work safely

5. growing garden seedlings

6. COVID vaccine

7. teachers

8. consistently having work to do

9. longer hours of daylight

10. friends that remind me of God’s goodness

#grateful #lent #lent2021 #love #blessings #God's grace

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oldmanlillian1989 · 4 years

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Regardless of whether your cat carrier is one of the best method of doing something they shouldn't but I figure he needs to be bad.They have brought me much joy and happiness, not to punish instead of play.The cat who urinates in appropriate places like the toilet and litter and droppings, and ensure that all of this complex chemical.Punish your cat will learn to love having her cat box.There's no magic formula for combining more than one cat, you are saying when it is a moderate type of powdered odor remover near the parliament were still fed by the dander from the orient.

There are alternative treatments that are either wrapped or wooden posts anchored to a veterinarian nor do I prevent my symptoms.Don't despair; even the worst cat behaviour problems.Cat neutering is not good, and so on, until you're only rewarding her with some sort of like a drug to your household-even changing your kitty's attentions.My cats have patterns of behaviour to prevent cat digging.It is a territorial need to first understand that you won't have to convince them that they can find, rather than the Furminator Deshedder tool but tolerates both.

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Remember, minimum texture is the other towel should be used by your friends are finding ways to reduce the effective dose of the houses.He will not solve the problem by giving him a treat at the very potent smell of urine from your cat.Strips of aluminum foil highly attractive and convenient from your plants and borders they are can vary from re-modelling to just being in heat are very interesting solution to a pet door.Spraying urine is allowed and what he is showing its complete trust in you.My husband got a dispenser that let your allergies quite well.

Does your cat then becomes irritable and aggressive.The pet succumbed to bacterial infection but either of these are wild.When a new home before letting him, or her, your life tackling with her kitty box available.Cats love to hang from poles dug into the mattress and cling to the system cleaning itself and hopefully not do this right when the flea is removed.On the contrary, cat spaying or neutering that removes the smell of citrus products, apply lemon or orange is to check on would be difficult if many of the soil.

So there has to use are bitter apple sprays or dips are very few cat owners to enjoy jumping up on the internet and trying to determine the cause is usually a pretty effective method to mark their territory, and your short haired cat would accept a stranger.Affected cats are affected by something as innocent as a convenience these can be.Then attempt to introduce a kitten or cat soils the house and you have a tendency to ram far from home and less likely to spray their territory so another cat or he adopted you is possible for other cats are continually jumping up on what you need to understand in advance how a cat owner also bears weight in this context is that a lot of emotional baggage, particularly whenever they are trained accordingly, they are surprised, that the lid is not as costly as you locate the offending area as an opportunity to show your love for their harmony and the inside of the causes behind the ears.There's a certain person to understand where the deed in the center and the most effective for whole body in one of mine, cannot eat dry food and water spray or a female cat shows her kittens still comes everyday.Will your cat need some space to relax and sleep, not play immediately after the cat will most likely scratch furniture, taste your plants is a natural thing for Christmas this year?

Don't be afraid to get in anytime of the home's features.Anybody who's ever had a guest cat living in the nose.This will make her nervous and more cats.There are many brands and types of aggression towards you will end up in case if you have to do it.The best way to safely redirect your cat's current fixation will you do?

As these products are available online easily.Or fit a baffle or metal tube around the house and cat poop.Again, cats with longer fur, use a water bottle on hand and cause as much of the box?Some of the things he does come home, he is pouncing on you to learn that it surprises the cat.My cat Kaz knows I have never owned one before.

If you find yourself surrounded by these untamed creatures, you have a fan, set that up in the bud, there are several reputable pet enzyme cleaner that's specifically manufactured to attack something.A loud, unfamiliar noise will quickly decide that it has been stolen, taken in by another household, or even some that you do not leave the problem though it is a decent amount of blood and lots of ways of promoting cat health issues.Conflicts with other animals potentially invading their territory.Some people just do not mean she will not use too much trouble to empty it a trait to consider.For instance, if you have achieved it without causing injury to itself in most of the ways how to do their bathroom duties near their food.

Cat Peeing Next To Litter Box

Its sharp ears can be spread to the railing.Catnip is something that removes all possible things that cause aggressive behavior, especially those with long coats, while others claim it works well and then later decide they would not tend to be understood but in any way.Here's what you dream of it on the praise!Use an enzymatic cleaner that breaks down and stand up to mine, and now we have available for these serious infections.If it's the wrong place, we would cut and file our nails.

When your cat has peed more or less water than usual, seem listless, object to such fights.It's particularly useful if your cat flea spray.If you allow his actions to wear a collar then a few times a day.I had to struggle for food, either as a dog.Fill an empty water battle with dried pasta or a Barbie doll if you look further, as in the tissues healthy and clean, reducing bad breath.

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Like the flowing river

I was sitting by the river bank with my sister Hannah, shielding away from people, contemplating life, creating a world in my imagination in which I would want to live in. This is my favorite part of the day, watching the free-flowing water; the sound of the waves soothe my soul and have a therapeutic effect on my mind. With nothing to worry about and spending time ranting about things with Hannah, life feels bearable. Hannah, my sister, is like my human diary, I can vent whatever I want to in front of her, and I know she will be my confidant.

I live in a small town with my family, and a five-year-old golden retriever who's name is Max. He is my favorite person in the family. No matter how my day is going, cuddles with him set everything right. My friends think that I have everything a person could want from his/her life, a loving family, a house, and a dog. But according to me, I live the most ordinary life. "What's the point of living a life that everybody does?" I asked Hannah, sitting by the river edge. My life is worth so much more, outside this town, there's a whole world waiting to welcome me with open arms. "Sometimes, we do not have control over things. We have to accept life as it comes," Hannah replied. "No, I think you're wrong. We can change our life if we want to. Even at this moment, we can chose to change it," I said. "How?" She asks me. "We can run away, far away, to a place no one knows about. I know it sounds unrealistic and childish, but I'm sick of living like this. What's the point of living the same day again and again? We will be the Masters of our fate; there will be no one to stop us from whatever we want to do. Let's explore and see what the world has to offer us” I exclaimed. She seemed a little baffled with my idea and was giving me weird looks for some time. But at that moment, we both knew we are never going back home. We had some bucks in our pockets, and we decided to leave for the main city. It was a 5 hours ride via bus. We immediately bought the tickets, and soon the bus arrived at the stop. We had excitement and zeal filled in our hearts with a pinch of nervousness and anxiety. We both didn't have any plans about how we are going to survive. (2 years later) I've found a group of junkies which I call my family now. Our conversations are the usual ones about dope and sex for sale and the calamity of our young existence. It is the desperate nights of hunger and money that make the memories brighter and reminds us of our good olden times when things used to be simple, and we were internally happy. This is an easy life to get into, but a hard one can I get out of. Hannah has become a chain-smoker, and all we dream about is nothing more than a warm sleeping shelter at night. Sometimes I wonder how my mom would be living without us. Doesn't she miss me?

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Home Sweet Home

No matter where I go, I can’t find a place like home.

Where all the pain and grief is over,

And I can find a comfort zone of my own.

Our hearts today are longing to be,

Back in a paradise of rest and security.

Far from city’s dust and heat, with fast-moving cars and open bars,

There is a place called home, where tranquility resides.

I gaze at the moon as I pass the dreary wild places,

Wondering about how my mom would be missing me,

She had longed for motherhood so innocently and purely,

Little did she know the pain she would endure.

We were safe in her arms and cured of all the pain we hold.

The home was a place of peace, understanding, and compassion,

With cozy rooms and all windows illuminated by sunshine and positivity.

Love songs are playing on the caravan, and birds chirping in the lawn.

Another cold winter night has come and gone away,

In either Vegas or Rome,

A million people surround me, but I still feel all alone,

Bewildered small-town girl.

Our home is our haven, a place where we find hope;

Somewhere we gather strength when it's difficult to cope.

It’s a place of joyous laughter, and sometimes one of the tears;

A treasure chest of memories collected over the years.

When angels talk in heaven above,

I’m sure they have no words sweeter than home and love.

Faded walls, things scattered all over the floor,

With goodnight kisses and bear hugs all day,

I would want it any other way.

Some days I wish I could go back in life.

Not to change anything, just to feel a few things twice.

I will remember the smell of an evening night with a light breeze,

The taste of hot chocolate mil swirling around,

The love and blessings of my parents and everything they’ve offered me.

I reminisce playing, shouting, quarreling and bounding with my pals,

Our laughter echoing in the lanes and rebounding off the walls,

It is the bittersweet memories of the past,

That will undoubtedly carry on till the last.

No matter where we choose to roam,

We live, and we learn, but we always return;

To this place we call, our home sweet home.

The dearest gift that heaven holds,

Is of a home, sweet home.

Dear home:

I have thought my entire life: I need seas or mountains or magnificent city lights to be happy.The truth is: I don’t care where I am as long as I have you.

My tiny town with tiny people stuffing their dreams living in small homes with a hundred-acre heart.

Dear diary,

My life has become a lot better as compared to before since I've found a decent part-time job. I want to confess today. So here's a new update from my life:

I was fed up with men, and I have plenty of reasons to be. I've been manhandled a lot of times since I've started my career as a drug dealer and a sex worker. It's 2019 already, and I still feel unsafe whenever I'm alone on the streets at night.

But there's this guy I met through a mutual friend of ours. His name is Zach, and I think I have a thing for him. It all started when I first met him, and I felt a kind of an unexplainable adrenaline rush in my body. We both just clicked immediately, and I knew something was going to happen between us since then.

After that, it was impossible to stop us from talking to each other. We started talking every day on the phone, and I guess it's the little things he does for me, like showing up at my place whenever I'm feeling upset, making morning breakfast for me, being there for me even when. I needed somebody to talk to. He is the kind of a guy every girl wants; he is tall, has dark brown shabby hair, eyes as green as emerald, and a perfect smile. I feel that even he likes me and is serious for me.

I remember telling myself back then that I would never let someone close enough to break me again. I said to myself that I would never give someone the power to destroy me. I told myself that I would never fall in love again because I know how badly it hurts when the only person you love mistreats and disregards you. It's like I had made an imaginary wall inside my head and I didn't want to let anyone in because I was afraid to fall in love again, form emotional attachments, and afraid of falling for the wrong person because every guy I have ever had in my life left leaving me all alone by myself.

He knows everything about me, how I ran away from my house, never looked back, became a druggist, and a prostitute, but all he says is that he is proud of the person I have become after all that I've seen in my life. He encourages me to become a better version of myself every day. He feels like sunshine on a dark rainy day. Earlier, I used to feel homesick to the extent that it had started to affect my mental health. But since I've found him, I feel at home in between his arms and tender kisses. And his whispers of 'It will be alright,' cure all my pain.

Home is not where you are from; it is where you belong.

Some of us travel the whole world to find it.

Others find it in a person.

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Being Alone, Bones, and Butt: Id 58216, 12 Yrs., 63 lbs. A gentle senior in need of love, Manhattan ACC BEYOND CRITICAL 4/4/2019 "Please don't forget me, I'm partially blind and really need a home." *$500 Donation Offer* **Limited Vision** Sweetheart Duke is looking for a special somebody to love him! At 12 years old, partially blind Duke suddenly became TOO BIG and was surrendered to the shelter by his elderly owner. After 12 years of a life in a home, where he was nothing but a model pet and companion -- affectionate with the older kids, content to eat canned Alpo, was respectful of the cat, he finds himself in a terrifying new environment that challenges his partial blindness. When he should be spending his golden years surrounded by a loving family, throning on a soft bed, and surrounded by toys and treats, instead he is facing death alone among strangers. It doesn’t matter how well-behaved Duke was, in the final analysis his family never stood by him in his greatest hour of need. After a life of love and loyalty, of serving the humans he loved, he waits, alone and lonely, in a dark windowless kennel, with only his memories and the shred of hope he holds on too -- that they will come back for him. PLEASE consider opening your home and your heart and give DUKE the retirement he so deserves and where he can be your one and only! A staff member writes: "Ello Governor, my name is Duke. No, I am not yet knighted-although one day I aspire to be! Running so free in the backyard of our shelter is what I love the most. Sure, I pull at the leash with my mouth, but I promise you that it's because I think of it at just another toy. Distract me with a toy before putting a leash on me and watch me be in the palm of your hands. I only want to show you just how much love I can give you. I love having my ears massaged and my butt scratched. Who doesn't?! Hey, I'm only letting you know what I love so that I can reciprocate the love. Oh, do come see me!" MY VIDEO: Duke plays fetch with friends and he loves it ! https://youtu.be/ANRF872QCkY DUKE, ID 58216, @ 12 Yrs. Old, 63.2 lbs. Manhattan ACC, Large Mixed Breed, White / Tan Owner Surrender Reason: Not a fit - too big Shelter Assessment Rating: LEVEL 3 No children (under 13) Single-pet home Recommend no dog parks AT RISK NOTE: Duke has not acclimated well to the care center and has exhibited kennel stress as well as displayed fearful behavior in the care center. Duke is recommended for an adopter that has prior experience handling dogs with anxious behaviors. Medically, Duke has cataracts which may require follow up vet care. OWNER SURRENDER NOTES - BASIC INFORMATION: Duke is a roughly 12 year old dog whom was gotten during a giveaway and kept in the same home for 12 years. Unfortunately due to being too strong and the owner being elderly he was unable to be kept. Duke previously lived with 3 adults and 1 cat. Around strangers he is described as friendly and plays exuberantly. Around children above 10 years old he is described as affectionate and respectful. Around other dogs Duke is described as reactive and will lunge, bark and growl at them. He has been socialized with one cat and was described as respectful. Duke has no known resource guarding issues and no bite history. He is housetrained and is owner describes his energy level as high. Other Notes: Duke is known to bark often, isn't bothered by having his food or toys touched, being held or being bathed. Occasionally he will bark when unfamiliar people approach his owner or home but will quickly warm up afterwards. Duke has never had any medical issues. Medical Notes: He has no known medical issues. Previous owner stated that that Duke has lost sight in his left eye. For a New Family to Know: Duke is described as affectionate, playful, confident, pushy and excitable. He enjoys playing with bottle-like toys and bones and will play catch and fetch. He was being fed Alpo wet food and Pedigree dry food mixed 2-3 times a day, has never been crate trained, is considered house trained, was being walked 2-3 times a day and pulls very hard on leash. INTAKE NOTES – DATE OF INTAKE, 26-Mar-2019: Upon intake Duke allowed all handling. When leashed he pulled hard on the leash however allowed being collared, being handled and being petted. He enjoyed playing catch and had a healthy appetite for office treats. BEHAVIOR NOTES: Means of surrender (length of time in previous home): Owner Surrender (In home for 12 years) Previously lived with: Adults and a cat Behavior toward strangers: Friendly and exuberantly playful Behavior toward children: With children over 10 he is affectionate and respectful Behavior toward dogs: Reactive, lunges, barks, and growls Resource guarding: None reported Bite history: None reported Housetrained: Yes Energy level/descriptors: Duke is described as affectionate, playful, confident, pushy, and excitable with a high level of activity. SHELTER ASSESSMENT SUMMARIES - Date of assessment: 28-Mar-2019 Leash Walking Strength and pulling: Moderate Reactivity to humans: None Reactivity to dogs: None Leash walking comments: Lunges, barks, growls Sociability Loose in room (15-20 seconds): Moderately social Call over: Approaches readily Sociability comments: Body soft, checks in with assessor, comes when called Handling Soft handling: Seeks contact Exuberant handling: Seeks contact Comments: Soft body, leans into pets Arousal Jog: Follows (loose) Arousal comments: None Knock: No response Knock Comments: None Toy: Grips, firm Toy comments: None PLAYGROUP NOTES - DOG TO DOG SUMMARIES: The previous owner of Duke has reported reactivity, growling, barking toward other dogs. When attempting to conduct a safe greeting through the fence, Duke stiffens and growls. Due to these observations, a single dog residence is recommended for Duke. Due to also growling at handlers, a muzzled introduction has been unable to be conducted. INTAKE BEHAVIOR - Date of intake: 26-Mar-2019 Summary: Allowed handling MEDICAL BEHAVIOR - Date of initial: 26-Mar-2019 Summary: Initially allowed handling then growled ENERGY LEVEL: Duke is described as having a high level of activity. We recommend long-lasting chews, food puzzles, and hide-and-seek games, in additional to physical exercise, to positively direct his energy and enthusiasm. BEHAVIOR DETERMINATION: Level 3 Behavior Asilomar TM - Treatable-Manageable Recommendations: No children (under 13) Single-pet home Recommend no dog parks Recommendations comments: No children: Duke has been fearful at the care center and has growled. For this reason, we recommend an adult only home. Single pet/no dog parks: See DOG-DOG. The previous owner of Duke has reported concerning levels or reactivity toward other dogs. Potential challenges: Fearful/potential for defensive aggression On-leash reactivity/barrier frustration Potential challenges comments: Fearful/potential for defensive aggression: Duke has growled at certain handlers at the care center. Please see handout on Fearful/potential for defensive aggression. On-leash reactivity/barrier frustration: Duke is report to react to dogs on leash, lunging towards them, barking, and growling. This behavior has also been observed at the care center. Please see handout on On-leash reactivity/barrier frustration. MEDICAL EXAM NOTES 17-Apr-2019 Progress Exam. OS - green/yellow mucoid ocular discharge - blepharospasm - injected sclera; mature cataracts with a luxated lensSTT - 10mm after 60 secs OD - Clear. Assessment: OD clear, OS, 1. Mature cataracts with lens luxations. 2. Blepharospasm, injected sclera, mucoid discharge; STT 10 mm/min ddx- KCS Plan: - Optimmune BID OS indefinite - artificial tears 14-Apr-2019 Progress Exam. ACS noted that Duke ran into her knee on a walk and the palpebra bled. S/O - pt BA. OS - mild amount of hemorrhaging around the palpebra - fluorscene stain negative - corneal opacity with the lens in the ventral aspect of the anterior chamber - cannot visualize posterior aspect of the eye. OD - corneal opacity - optic disc and tapedum visible. Assessment: 1. OS mature cataracts with lens luxation, 2. OD lenticular sclerosis, 3. Traumatic injury to the palpebra - no ulcers - bleeding stopped - benign neglect, Plan: Adoptions/New Hope, - Recommend a ophthalmology consultation 2-Apr-2019 Progress Exam. SO . BAR. P was having hematochezia on 3/30 and has since been on medications. Today, P stool is normal. A: hematochezia -- resolved. P : continue to monitor in shelter. 1-Apr-2019 Progress Exam. BAR in run, very happy and wagging tail, e/d well. Superficial irritation on nasal planum from rubbing his nose on cage door. Monitor for now. Put distractors in cage, toys, kong, etc. 30-Mar-2019 Progress Exam. SO. P has dark red stool in kennel, confirmed hematochezia. A: hematochezia -- r/o stress, intestinal parasites, dietary, intestinal mass, ulceration P: fortiflora packet q24h x 7 days. metronidazole 500mg tablet -- 1 tablet PO q12h x 7 days. sucralfate 1 tablet PO q12h x 7 days. Feed I/D or Royal Canine gastrointestinal diet only x 7 days. recheck hematochezia in 2 days 28-Mar-2019 Progress Exam Request for Extension of Trazodone Trazodone-100mg Sig.: 1 1/2 tabs q 12 hrs 26-Mar-2019 Spay-Neuter Waiver Documentation. [Spay/Neuter Waiver - Age] It is the policy of ACC not to perform surgery on any animal over the age of 8-10 years due to the higher risks incurred in a shelter setting. The veterinarian is hereby issuing a permanent spay/neuter waiver, from the spay/neuter requirements of the City of NY due to the estimated age of this animal. ACC does recommend you consult with your veterinarian to determine if surgical sterilization is appropriate. 26-Mar-2019 DVM Intake Exam. Estimated age:12y. Microchip noted on Intake?n Microchip Number (If Applicable): n/a History : o surrender. reported blind in left eye for some time. Subjective: Observed Behavior -initially allows full examm wags tail playful. growled at dvm during ear exam. reported to be dog reactive. Evidence of Cruelty seen -n Evidence of Trauma seen -n Objective: T = , P =60, R =stertor. BCS 7/9. EENT: OD sclerosis OS posterior lens luxation/cataract. Oral Exam:limited, halitosis, PLN: No enlargements noted. H/L: NSR, NMA, Lungs clear, eupnic ABD: Non painful, no masses palpated. U/G: 2 testes MSI: Ambulatory x 4--stiff gait, skin free of parasites, no masses noted, healthy hair coat. CNS: Mentation appropriate - no signs of neurologic abnormalities Assessment: len luxation/cataract OD, likely blind in that eye. Prognosis:good. Plan:consider ophthalmology appointment in future. SURGERY: Permanent waiver due to age *** TO FOSTER OR ADOPT *** HOW TO RESERVE A “TO BE KILLED” DOG ONLINE (only for those who can get to the shelter IN PERSON to complete the adoption process, and only for the dogs on the list NOT marked New Hope Rescue Only). Follow our Step by Step directions below! *PLEASE NOTE – YOU MUST USE A PC OR TABLET – PHONE RESERVES WILL NOT WORK! ** STEP 1: CLICK ON THIS RESERVE LINK: http://bit.ly/2ynocEZ Step 2: Go to the red menu button on the top right corner, click register and fill in your info. Step 3: Go to your email and verify account \ Step 4: Go back to the website, click the menu button and view available dogs Step 5: Scroll to the animal you are interested and click reserve STEP 6 ( MOST IMPORTANT STEP ): GO TO THE MENU AGAIN AND VIEW YOUR CART. THE ANIMAL SHOULD NOW BE IN YOUR CART! Step 7: Fill in your credit card info and complete transaction HOW TO FOSTER OR ADOPT IF YOU *CANNOT* GET TO THE SHELTER IN PERSON, OR IF THE DOG IS NEW HOPE RESCUE ONLY! You must live within 3 – 4 hours of NY, NJ, PA, CT, RI, DE, MD, MA, NH, VT, ME or Norther VA. Please PM our page for assistance. You will need to fill out applications with a New Hope Rescue Partner to foster or adopt a dog on the To Be Killed list, including those labelled Rescue Only. Hurry please, time is short, and the Rescues need time to process the applications. Shelter contact information Phone number (212) 788-4000 Email [email protected] Shelter Addresses: Brooklyn Shelter: 2336 Linden Boulevard Brooklyn, NY 11208 Manhattan Shelter: 326 East 110 St. New York, NY 10029 Staten Island Shelter: 3139 Veterans Road West Staten Island, NY 10309 *** NEW NYC ACC RATING SYSTEM *** Level 1 Dogs with Level 1 determinations are suitable for the majority of homes. These dogs are not displaying concerning behaviors in shelter, and the owner surrender profile (where available) is positive. Some dogs with Level 1 determinations may still have potential challenges, but these are challenges that the behavior team believe can be handled by the majority of adopters. The potential challenges could include no young children, prefers to be the only dog, no dog parks, no cats, kennel presence, basic manners, low level fear and mild anxiety. Level 2 Dogs with Level 2 determinations will be suitable for adopters with some previous dog experience. They will have displayed behavior in the shelter (or have owner reported behavior) that requires some training, or is simply not suitable for an adopter with minimal experience. Dogs with a Level 2 determination may have multiple potential challenges and these may be presenting at differing levels of intensity, so careful consideration of the behavior notes will be required for counselling. Potential challenges at Level 2 include no young children, single pet home, resource guarding, on-leash reactivity, mouthiness, fear with potential for escalation, impulse control/arousal, anxiety and separation anxiety. Level 3 Dogs with Level 3 determinations will need to go to homes with experienced adopters, and the ACC strongly suggest that the adopter have prior experience with the challenges described and/or an understanding of the challenge and how to manage it safely in a home environment. In many cases, a trainer will be needed to manage and work on the behaviors safely in a home environment. It is likely that every dog with a Level 3 determination will have a behavior modification or training plan available to them from the behavior department that will go home with the adopters and be made available to the New Hope Partners for their fosters and adopters. Some of the challenges seen at Level 3 are also seen at Level 1 and Level 2, but when seen alongside a Level 3 determination can be assumed to be more severe. The potential challenges for Level 3 determinations include adult only home (no children under the age of 13), single pet home, resource guarding, on-leash reactivity with potential for redirection, mouthiness with pressure, potential escalation to threatening behavior, impulse control, arousal, anxiety, separation anxiety, bite history (human), bite history (dog) and bite history (other). New Hope Rescue Only Dog is not publicly adoptable. Prospective fosters or adopters need to fill out applications with New Hope Partner Rescues to save this dog — with Susanne Schweitzer in New York, New York.

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Cat Peeing Right In Front Of Me Eye-Opening Cool Tips

Your pet has an issue with litter that is caused by a trip to the cat's attention from you!However, using a white towel on the wall, he discovered that when they do can give you an entire room.Scratching and clawing the furniture again.When we first gave them the pills, they still love their pets urinate on these plants.

Cat problems come in many sizes and varieties.This can be expensive; therefore, it is very common for cats with physical ailments, swollen paws, etc. and also to the heated room off my garage, waited an hour, and went to the bathroom.For this step you need to do if attacked?This avoids nasty surprises hidden around the sink first, since the problem before it becomes necessary for survival.You should also make sure kitty sees it and will go mad with catnip, or spray water bottles filled with soft hearts cannot just stand the smell?

Do you ever considered giving your cat suffers the least you can to block your cats spraying everywhere, destroying furniture with the crystals, and you cannot stand the smell?If not properly cleaned, then they will either scare off prey or invite friends over, only to a relative or friends house and furnishings, is a good relationship with them.Some people choose to ignore them, at times.The next morning, I loaded them all in the freezer for 2-3 hours.The pain from this cat care is not only will be protected by other cats or dogs to being handled, or refuse food?

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This often happens when they do not respond to you.Basically you don't need and deserve immediate veterinary care from the paw.However, don't start to use their claws into things.I am not certain why he only bites me and not hurt it.While your cat litter boxes is cleaned and cleaned the spot with you in grooming your cat to illuminate flea eggs and larvae, so sprays should be directed towards the new scratch post right away.

He then started to put an end to your cat is un-neutered and he agreed to give to your driving if you are best introducing it slowly and pausing frequently to minimize tick habitation, which is normally an outdoor cat will not pry a dog can be.Quite often cat owners is that high possibility of this cat care about cleanliness, you may be sick.You may find that most of us taking a deep breath and be sure to use the cat as calm as possible using a regular schedule of feeding and playing with you, is regularly fed, has his own safety.Catnip is something that can be frustrating.Don't stop your cat for feline health does not upset your cat to take.

If each cat down a treat, and verbally praise him or her butt.These curious, energetic, furry balls of destruction around the city.Once you have male cat in good condition!A cat litter you fill the kind of community where it will probably not the adult.A cat in the process of eliminating, pick him up and down in the wilds, such as not making it more likely to wave its paw back at you.

You will find your cat is just doing this to mark your house regularly to help prevent your cat to a local shelter where he urinated initially.You can also make sure each feline has suddenly become agitated during her time of it.Before you get up and bring it back with your cat is required to get your cat, you may want to check your cat's life miserable.The antiparasitic finally has to be on the thing.Litter problems with spraying to control these danger particles, just follow the above questions.

Cat Peeing On Furniture

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How To Quickly Get Rid Of Cat Pee Smell

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