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for once i'm not posting abt jean but every time i see this exchange with the half light dialogue i laugh my ass off like this is incredibly unnecessary
like why r we beefing with trant now what he do.........
i'm cryinggggggg bro
#lav recalls#i don't wanna critically think abt it for now bc haha funny BUT i am very aware of the fact half light is just trying to protect harry#it's basically his fight response so i understand why he reacted the way he did considering how shady trant is#this is still SO funny to me im sorry imagine ur colleague going “WHERES YOUR SON” @ u outta nowhere LMFAOOOO#half light my beloved fr#disco elysium#trant heidelstam#half light
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i do not know enough about you to properly type you but i will say you are likely in the heart triad (2, 3, 4). and out of those i’d say 2 and 4 are more likely. take this with a grain of salt though
will look into it this is fun thank you ☆
#i dont put stock in like . anything type-like BUT it's really interesting#these were the ones i recall looking at in like january so kfsfjfgk#typology#lav 🎨
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After giving their emotions a moment to level out, Randy stepped into his vanished daughter’s room. Nothing seemed in disarray, so he knew she hadn’t struggled against a captor.
Then, he spotted it. On the desk in the corner.
A note.
He picked it up and read it aloud, struggling to keep his growing dread at bay.
"Mom and Dad
I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done it this way. But I wanted to know Nico in full, and I know if I told you what I was planning, you'd either stop me or come with me.
Daddy, I know you're afraid of him, and I fear if you knew the past he told me, you would only fear him more. I trust he's not as dangerous as you think he is, but just in case, I'm going alone. I don't want him to hurt any of you if he really IS dangerous.
I love you all, and I WILL see you later.
Love
Lavender."
Both parents went silent as they separately mulled it over. Randy fought to silence each possible outcome as it popped up in his mind. Trying to reach a point of rational thought. Anger and fear ravaged his every fiber.
Akoya spoke up first. How... How do we know where she went? She never told us where Nico lives...
An idea suddenly crossed Randy's mind. He turned, preparing to return to their bedroom, when pain shot through his legs.
Hrrgh!!
The shock sent him stumbling, but before he could fall he felt his weight disappear. He sighed as he was lifted to his feet beside Akoya. Nice catch.
The white-haired woman supported him with her arm. Anytime~ There was a chuckle in her voice despite the circumstances.
More carefully, they headed to their room.
All at once Randy reached for his phone and psychically pulled his cane to him, internally grumbling at his legs' mean trick. He sat on their bed, pulling up his phone's search history.
He knew that Lav had been using it, which was not uncommon. But maybe there was a clue...
...Stars?
She'd looked up star charts?
And maps...
And...
...Fuji?
He tapped on links shown to have been used. He read the articles they led him to.
His next words were spoken quietly. I think I know where she went...
Kanto.
Specifically...
Lavender Town.
Randy selected a shirt out of the closet. Amidst his fears and feelings, he noted that it was a turtleneck. Huh. Guess the cold season is here. He slipped it on.
That, or I'm grasping for some comfort...
He then pulled on a pair of pants, before leaving the privacy of the closet and approaching the Mews chatting on the bed.
At his approach, Akoya turned to face him, concern lighting her eyes.
She watched as he bustled around the room, making heavy use of his cane, looking for little things he might need and gathering them by a duffle bag on the bed.
She floated toward him. Randy...
He didn't look at her. Mhm?
Love... She moved so that she was in front of him. Please, slow down.
She transformed into her human form, but he began to move around her.
I know you're scared for her, but we have to trust that she can handle herself. She's not a helpless child.
He turned to her sharply, startling her. I'm going after her, Akoya. With or without help.
She clenched her fists, pushing back against her own fears to speak her mind. Of course! I don't expect you not to! And I don't expect you to do it alone. But we can't rush into it. We have to know what we're doing. What about the twins? Are we leaving them with Persim? Do we take them? Is Persim coming? Which would mean Rosemary too!
He throws some items into the bag ...Whatever gets us moving fastest. I'm not willing to take the chance that Lav is.
Akoya grabs his hand, losing her internal battle for control. I know! But Randall, the last time you acted rashly, it ended in disaster!
At this, Randy freezes. Akoya flinched. She never meant to use his worst experience against him, but at least she had his attention...
And if I recall... you did the exact same thing to me.
He stood still, shivering from his warring emotions. I-I know... I know... I.. I just... He started sobbing. Every little thing... that could go wrong... I can't get it out of my head... She could run out of energy, or lose control, and drown, o-or get attacked, or e-even if she does make it and meet him, he could be manipulating her!
She hughed him tightly as he melted down in her arms, punctuating his words with sniffles and sobs.
Why else would she go to meet him without telling us...?
He must have convinced her to...
R-right?
...
We can't know that. Not until we find her.
But... Just...
Take a moment to breathe... Okay?
He took a deep breath.
...Okay...
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Happy birthday to me, have some distressed Lindens. XD
I apologize that the last portion switched from Randy's POV to Akoya's. Normally I try to avoid doing that, but I felt it flowed well enough this time. X3
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headshots of all of my designed inkfish ocs! some of these have been around since splat 1, and its crazy to me that they've been around that long. i'll add some info under the cut
characters are ordered from left to right, top to bottom
Lav (neo agent 3). 21 y/o. he/they/. my main splatsona. he's the only one so far with a finished ref so more info on him will be found there once i've posted it. also goes by Mad Dog.
Mikey. 21 y/o. he/they. secondary splatsona. used largely for when i don't want to cover Lav's hair up with a hat.
TBN he/him
TBN she/her
Vera. age undecided. she/her. fashion designer. can't produce ink pigment
Vee (captain 3). 21 y/o. they/them.
Michael (agent 4). 21 y/o. he/they.
V (agent 8). 21 y/o. any pronouns. name was inspired by the captain (who's completely chill with this)
i don't recall anything about this one, sorry. she/her
TBN she/her. toni kensa model
TBN she/her. oldest of 3 siblings.
TBN he/him. middle child of 3.
TBN he/him. youngest of 3.
also don't remember her name. she/her
had a name too but i don't recall this (but i do know its been written somwhere, i just can't find it). she/her
TBN. she/her. blue ringed octopus.
TBN. he/him. based off the pan flag
#my art#splatoon fanart#splatoon#splatoon oc#splatoon art#splatoon 3#art#digital art#artists on tumblr#splat3#octoling#inkling#uh but yeah i didnt want to go too in depth with these guys now bc i want to wait to get their references out#but if anyone has questions about them id be happy to answer#i have more ocs that are in the concept stage so they arent here but who knows they might make an appearance soon#uh also last thing i kinda forgot tumblr existed oopsies so i have a small backlog of art (like 4 drawings) but yeah ill try to come back
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Look What You Made Me Do
Back at it for Era #4 for the @cruelsummer-ficfest
Ship: Romione
Song: Look What You Made Me Do (Reputation)
*When you really wanted Fearless, but got Rep instead and had to roll with it*
Read on Ao3
I don’t like your little games
Don’t like your tilted stage
The role you made me play of the fool
No, I don’t like you
I don’t like your perfect crime
How you laugh when you lie
You said the gun was mine
Isn’t cool, no, I don’t like you
The past few days are the same old, same old for Hermione. She keeps her head down, focuses on her school work, and does everything she can to avoid her former best friend and his girlfriend, who just so happens to be her dorm mate. Wash, rinse, repeat.
When they first got together, she was angry, sad, and heartbroken over the whole thing. She thought Ron was going to Slughorn’s party with her, that it was a date. Only to have her fantasy bubble rudely popped by Lavender’s bubble gum lips attacking her man.
It’s not attacking if he kissed her back.
True, but Hermione’s not convinced he did it because he wanted to. She sees the way he still looks at her when he doesn’t think anyone else is looking. Lavender’s not who he wants, she’s sure of it.
Hermione thrashes around in her bed as she recalls the conversation she had with Lavender the night before the match. She told Lav that she and Ron were going to a party together. She’d staked her claim. And Lavender had laughed with a joyous little squeal, saying how happy she was for Hermione. That Hermione deserved happiness and Ron was hers for the taking.
Lavender played Hermione as a fool, and swooped in when she let her guard down, stealing Ron for herself. It was the perfect crime.
As much as Hermione was ready to throw in the towel and let her win, but then she comes up with a plan. It’s diabolical, maniacal even, but if she pulls it off, it just might be the perfect revenge.
But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time
Honey, I rose up from the dead I do it all the time
I got a list of names and yours is in red, underlined
I check it once, then I check it twice, oh
Ooh, look what you made me do
look what you made me do
look what you just made me do
look what you made me…
It’s a month later and the scene is set. The concealed note was placed on Ron’s pillow during her free period this morning, charmed to reveal itself once he retired to his bed that evening. She fills the Transfigured flask with the potion she’s been brewing secretly at the Out of Order stall in the girls’ second floor bathroom and heads to Gryffindor Tower.
She goes about the rest of her evening, pretending to wallow while she’s shut behind the curtains of her four-poster bed. Instead of spending the hours doing her homework, she meticulously paints each nail a vibrant shade of fuschia and applies the same amount of makeup Lavender does each morning.
When Lavender finally enters the dorm for the night, Hermione waits with bated breath for her to fall asleep. The minutes tick closer to midnight, and with ten minutes to spare, Hermione silently retreats to the bathroom to steal a strand of hair from Lavender’s hairbrush.
The transformation is quick, though Hermione doubts she’ll get the taste of daisies and bubblegum out her mouth any time soon. With a deep breath, she exits the bathroom stall and checks her appearance in the mirror. If she didn’t know it was herself behind the blonde waves and heavy makeup, she’d have no idea.
She places one last swipe of pink lip gloss over her lips and throws her cloak over her body, concealing her identity. After one last check that Lavender is indeed sleeping soundly in her bed, Hermione heads down the stairs, shedding the cloak before she emerges into the common room.
Her heart nearly beats out of her chest when she realizes her plan worked. There’s Ron, sitting on the sofa in front of the fireplace, waiting for Lav. Little does he know, it’s really her.
I don’t like your kingdom keys
They once belonged to me
You asked me for a place to sleep
Locked me out and threw a feast
Ron offers a weak smile as he rubs his hands over his pajama-clad legs. Hermione’s suspicions about his eagerness—or lack thereof—for the relationship are confirmed when the smile doesn’t reach his eyes. She wonders if he only met ‘Lav’ here because he’s a good person who doesn’t like to let people down.
“Didn’t get enough earlier?” he asks with a soft, uneasy chuckle.
Hermione’s lips curl into a coy smile. “Never.”
She sashays to him, closing the distance before straddling his lap. The old Hermione would have never done this, even as someone else. But desperate times call for desperate measures.
Her hands cradle Ron’s head and her fingers comb through his soft red locks. The ginger shade clashes with the vibrant pink, but it’s okay, it won’t be for long—at least she hopes.
Despite her lack of experience, her lips automatically find his, and though it’s stickier than she’d prefer, it’s everything she ever hoped for. The kiss quickly becomes deeper, and Ron’s hands find their home on her hips. She grinds into him and feels him hardening beneath her.
It’s everything she ever dreamed of until the realization sinks in and nausea threatens to take over. He thinks she’s Lav, and apparently Lav’s body does this to him. But that only stems more anger, and she pushes forward. Until he suddenly breaks away.
Breathless, she forces her mind to focus. “W-what?”
“You’re not using—er, you—you usually use tongue.” His cheeks turn pink and his eyes crinkle in confusion.
Shit.
She should have known. Needing to act fast, she says the first thing she thinks of. “Oh, um, I guess I wanted to try something new.”
“Why?” Ron’s gaze hardens and Hermione thinks he might be onto her.
She shrugs, trying to play it off. “Because I wanted to make sure I checked all of the boxes.”
“What boxes? Wait, does this have to do with the thing you wanted to ‘talk’ about?”
Talk about what? I didn’t specify that I wanted to talk about anything in that letter…
But it doesn’t matter. With more quick thinking, Hermione jumps at the opportunity.
“Yes, as a matter of fact it does.”
“Okay…”
Time to take back what’s rightfully mine.
“Well, you see, I just wanted one more good snog before—” Hermione cuts herself off, nibbles on her bottom lip, and gives the best sympathetic ‘Lavender’ look she can muster.
“Before what?”
“Look, I’m really sorry, Ron, but it’s not working out. Kissing you after the match was a heat of the moment thing, and you’re just not doing it for me. I just needed to make absolutely sure with one last snog.” Hermione scrambles off his lap and plays with a lock of blonde hair that’s characteristic of Lavender. “I just figured I’d do you the favor of making our break-up a bit more private than how we got together.”
She waits for him to say something, anything, but he simply stares at her with wide eyes. They remain in this stalemate for another minute before Hermione checks the clock and realizes her time is almost up. She needs to get out of there.
“So, um, I guess I’ll see you around?” She takes a few steps backward before turning to bolt up the stairs.
As her foot hits the first step of the girls’ staircase, she hears a faint, “Er, yeah, alright, I guess.”
Ripples flow through her body as she transforms back to herself, and she can’t help but smile as she retrieves her abandoned cloak and heads to bed.
He didn’t even fight it.
The world moves on, another day, another drama, drama
But not for me, not for me, all I think about is karma
And then the world moves on but one thing’s for sure
Maybe I got mine, but you’ll all get yours
The next morning, Hermione waits a little longer than usual to get ready before breakfast. Lavender and Parvati are already up and heading down the stairs when she emerges from the bathroom.
When she heads down for breakfast a few minutes later, she’s met with a raucous in the common room. Lavender is lighting into a thunder-struck Ron. She’s screaming and insisting she never broke up with him and if he wants to end things he should just say so, and it takes everything in Hermione to keep a straight face.
But as she walks by the scene, she grabs the strap of her messenger bag, her still-pink nails in plain view. And when she catches Ron’s eye during the onslaught, she knows he sees it, and a little smirk escapes as she clambers through the portrait hole.
Ooh, look what you made me do
look what you made me do
look what you just made me do
look what you made me do
#romione#ron weasley#hermione granger#ron x hermione#6th year au#lavender gets what's comin' to her#cruel summer fic fest
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GITJ Post 327: A Saturday at Melissa's, p2 (12pm: Dr. J)
And that’s how I found myself gripping her big pink double-K-cup bra, walking down the stairs, periodically drawing a deep breath from it.
I’d woken again another hour later, mortified to find my face still pressed into the right cup of the bra she’d left me on her pillow aside me. She figured I’d want “to snuggle with it”. I’d certainly more than snuggled with it and quickly realized I’d need to clean myself and - best I could - these sheets. I’d peeled my face out, left the bra behind, and made it to the en-suite bathroom. Just a lav for a guest room but the ceiling soared, a skylight brightening white walls, chrome fixtures and beautiful pale stone tile work naturally. A big tub with multiple jets that looked like it could seat five dominated one corner, but it was in the separate glassed-in shower that I found myself getting a little queasy. I’d needed to clean myself off, but even the nicely warm water from the overhead rain head couldn’t wash away my building nausea. I recognized the feeling, hoping I wouldn’t start retching as I toweled off, and was drawn back to the bed.
Oversized towel around my undersized waist, I’d realized that I’d begun to feel better the closer I got to the bed. When I sat down, on Melissa’s side of the mattress, and gathered some sheets in my fist to bring them to my face my stomach actually settled a little bit, breathing her in. It smelled like her, and made me feel better. Her perfume, or maybe her laundry detergent, must have some anti-nausea properties? I’ll have to ask her about that, I decided, and took another deep breath. That’s pretty helpful. Indeed, as soon as I stood up, left the bed, my nausea returned.
In the meantime, I’d known I couldn’t spend the day nakedly wrapped in a towel. I needed to get down to the laundry where Melissa said she’d done my clothes. I’d looked at the bra she’d left me, recalled how the smooth, perfumed inner surface of the right cup had embraced my face. The thought was mortifying but I didn’t know if I had a choice. Besides, there was no one else here to see me. And so there I was, on the stairs…
I took another deep breath from the inner surface of her silky-smooth, double-K-cup underwire and finally reached the bottom of the stairs. White, waffle-weave towel around my waist, there was little hiding the other embarrassment of yet another erection tenting my erstwhile skirt; each breath from her bra indeed seemed to fortify it.
Again, thank god I was alone. I was looking for the downstairs laundry and found myself wandering, bra-to-face, giving myself another tour. I meandered through the kitchen, saw the great room where we’d spent some time last night, and walked by a display table on which a number of framed photos sat. There were a number on the wall, as well.
I’d say ‘aw, adorable’ usually when finding family photos, obviously arranged by a proud mom, but whoah. These were not awkward high school portraits, or crying toddlers on Santa’s lap. Pictures of Melissa as a teen, alongside those of a redhead who I assumed was the sister she’d mentioned in passing, were far beyond ‘adorable’. She’d obviously been a hottie right out of the gate, and her sister no slouch either.. Frozen, now gawping and feeling my cock rise even further and threaten to tear the thin towel from my waist, I barely registered the few blank spaces on the wall where pictures had been taken down, or the actual empty frames on the table. No pictures of any hints of parents or other family members, either. Not even a family pet. There was a cat around here somewhere, right?
Weird, I finally thought, but still found myself gripping my cock through the towel and mindlessly picking up the school-girl shot of Melissa from behind the others. I gripped myself, stroked, and tried to make out the titles of the books she was holding, or find the hint of bra through her uniform. Just a quick one, I thought to myself, as I inhaled again from the inside of her bra cup and drifted over towards the couch, one to clear the head…
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“Only recently, my team and I shot a film (“Bihinang”) and included a community of Aetas in the production. They all played important roles in the film; some of them as actors while others, as crew members and workers,” he recalled.
“During the more than two months we were with them, we got exposed to the reality that the Aetas are hardly considered part of this place we call ‘our country.’ We were shocked to discover that they neither have no right to own nor live on their land, the one we now call ‘ancestral domain.’ They are being driven away from the places they were born and grew up in by powerful people, and they are incapable of fighting back.”
When it was time to hand them their salaries for the work they did on the film, Diaz said, he and his staff were surprised to discover that the Aetas — in this day and age — still could not present or have not been issued any official ID. The ethnic villagers have remained practically undocumented in their own “country.”
“To think that they live in an area that is close to a community with barangay and municipal halls that are technologically advanced. They can’t even get themselves listed in that location,” he said.
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Twenty One Pilots’ Josh Dun Builds His Dream Studio, Part 2
Drums rule inside the Boom Boom Room, the new home facility of Twenty One Pilots drummer Josh Dun and his wife, voice artist Debby Ryan.
By: Steve Harvey
Ever since its 2015 breakthrough album Blurryface, Twenty One Pilots has been flying high with a string of platinum-selling albums and worldwide arena tours. There’s no knowing when the creative urge will strike, however, so both drummer Josh Dun and lead vocalist and multi-instrumentalist Tyler Joseph have home studios. Don’t pass up Part 1, which explores how Dun worked with Charlie Griffey of Griffey Remodeling, Josh Dun, TJ Bechill of NEAT Audio, and Gavin Haverstick of Haverstick Designs to create his ideal home facility, The Boom Boom Room; now let’s dive into how he puts the studio to good use.
SETTING UP TO RECORD
“Tyler and Josh don’t work with engineers; they work by themselves,” Bechill observes, noting that during his technical design process, he likes to understand an artist’s workflow and what tools they need. “I always build around the concept of the artist being able to walk into a room and ‘put pen to paper’ as quickly as possible.”
Bechill quizzed Dun about the favorite drum tones he had recorded in his favorite rooms before deciding what gear to load into the control room’s Dangerfox desk. “A lot of them featured vintage Neve consoles,” he recalls. “Josh has API and Audient pre’s in his studio in California, and he said, ‘I want transparency, but I also love the vintage vibe of a Neve console and the glue that you get from the transformers.’”
The desk’s lefthand bay houses two Rupert Neve Designs 500 Series racks holding 14 of the manufacturer’s 511 mic pre modules, with variable Silk control. “The Coles 4038 overhead mics go into a pair of 517 preamps, into 1176s and then into the converters,” he adds.
Mike Picotte, senior sales engineer, artist relations at Sweetwater, also consulted on gear choices, then tuned the control room with Smaart and optimized the DSP on the room’s PMC 6-2 main monitors. “PMC checked all the boxes and has been an incredible system,” Bechill says. “We don’t really mix in there, but we wanted an accurate reference. You can do multiple EQ settings, so we created two zones—one for the mix position and a second for the couch, if friends come in to listen to music.”
Picotte also dialed in the drum sounds. “After 15 minutes, Mike leans back and says, ‘Well, there you go,’” Bechill recalls. “There’s no processing on the tracks; it’s just a great room, great microphones, and solid preamps and conversion, so we saved it as a template. We’ve got a Furman sequencer, so now Josh walks in, turns one key and the whole studio turns on. Within seconds, he can press Record and sit down and play.”
Sweetwater sales engineer Patrick Cobley supplied much of the equipment and, with NEAT sales engineer John Krempel, helped assemble the control room during the two-day installation. Ryan’s brother, Chase, who works on the video side, designed the audio patchbay. “I love having a normalized patchbay where I don’t have to use cables if I don’t need to,” Bechill comments.
Speaking of patching, Bechill installed a dedicated Rupert Neve Designs Shelford Channel for Ryan’s voice work so that she didn’t have to disturb Dun’s signal flow. “She’s an absolute professional, but I wanted a channel strip so we could give her dynamic control in case she got too animated or too close to the mic. I really like the FET-style compressor in the Shelford, and I’ve always loved 1073-esque tones.”
Haverstick included a small vocal booth in the studio layout, which doubles as an amp closet for visiting guitarists, but Ryan can also take a shotgun or a lav mic into the live room: “She can do ADR in that room if her producers don’t want a completely sterile vocal booth environment.”
TRACKING DRUMS
The tracking space, a room-within-a-room design, looks out onto the woods surrounding the house and features a floating floor. Although Dun has tracked in big rooms like EastWest in Hollywood, Haverstick says, “He wanted a controlled but not too dead-sounding live room, because Twenty One Pilots do get more of a controlled sound on their drums.”
And what about those drums? Dun wanted something special for his home studio setup, so Mike Ciprari, owner of SJC Custom Drums, his longtime supplier, ran with Dun’s treehouse concept (he proposed to Ryan in a treehouse in New Zealand). The all-wood kit, with moss and leafy accents, uniquely features a completely wooden front head on the kick drum. “No joke, it actually sounds pretty solid; I was shocked,” Bechill laughs.
Bechill’s idea was to mike the drums using just two or three stands, making the most of the design flexibility and weight capacity of Triad-Orbit’s products. An Audix D6 and a Solomon Mics LoFReQ hang off one stand, he reports, with multiple Sennheiser MD 421 tom mics hanging off another. “If you were to try to do that with any other stand, it would just tip over,” he comments. “I spent $1,500 on three mic stands, but we had committed so heavily to an aesthetic that I wanted them.” The Coles overhead mics are supported by two ceiling-mounted boom arms.
During construction, after Dun mused about what his drums might sound like in the 20-foot-high sunroom, Bechill had Griffey install a four-inch conduit so that he could run a Whirlwind 24-channel snake to a stagebox upstairs. “John [Kremple] did all the wiring with me, and it took us four hours just to get the W2 mass connect from the second floor down to the studio. I don’t know if Josh will ever actually track up there, and, if he does, if it’ll ever be used—but for some reason, in the moment, it felt like the most important thing,” he chuckles. “After that, everything else was easy.”
It seems likely that Twenty One Pilots fans will hear the results of all that hard work soon enough. Previously, while Joseph could work in his own studios, Dun had to go to a commercial room to track his drums. Now, Bechill says, “Between this studio and Tyler’s two studios, we can track and mix in these rooms—although I believe they’ll still send their sessions out to be mixed—because we have the proper environments.”
#twenty one pilots#twentyonepilots#josh dun#joshua dun#2023#drum studio#home studio#home drum studio#boom boom room#mix mag#mix magazine#interview
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Day 27- Monster TW//biting, blood
This is a continuation of the last thing.
Asahi wasn't religious, but that didn't stop her from leaping from her bed and praying to every deity she remembered that she wasn't becoming a monster.
Last night, all she could recall was the smell of lavender, a soft jaw, and a neck just begging to be punctured. Asahi whimpered as their throat seized up. Did this happen to all vampires eventually? Asahi wouldn't know as the only one they knew was the very creature that turned them.
They couldn't remain prostrated all morning. Asahi rose from the floor and changed clothes, then went to find Lavender if they were still here. They needed to make some amends for their harsh tone. He knocked on her door, heard what he thought to be 'come in' and did as bid.
"Lavender I-" His words died in the air as he laid eyes on the demon in Lavender's room. The entity had Lavender's hair and outfit. They had her body shape. And those eyes, Lav's irises were always bigger than an average human's but these swallowed the sclera. The skin was brown, like Lav's. The demon had small beginnings of horns and tail swishing. Then Asahi's eyes were drawn to their mouth, it was having difficulty containing sharp teeth and was currently forming into an awkward smile? Asahi's felt like they took up his whole face as the realization dawned.
"Laa...Lavender?"
The demon, Lavender apparently, let out a familiar high pitched giggle tinged with nervousness, "Hiii!"
"You're a demon?" Asahi approached slow and steady.
"Half but yeah. I thought you knew with you being vampire and all." Lavender was the same stature despite the other changes. Asahi gasped, how did Lavender know that? Did he accidentally exposed his fangs?
"How..."
Lavender arched a brow with an amused little grin, "Hun, you live in an old ass castle. You never go out in the sun. I saw those pretty fangs. And last night you kept looking at my neck and licking your chops!"
Whatever naturally occurring blood Asahi rushed to their cheeks. "I'm not going to-" They swallowed, "I wouldn't bite you, or hurt you, vampire I may be but I am no monster. Asahi looked away as they spoke.
"Ehh, technically you are though. But that's okay, I am too! Let's be monsters together!" Lavender grasped Asahi's cold hand with her warm one. "And as for the biting! I'd happily be your blood donor! Or your chew toy lol*!" That last bit was said with a wink. Asahi couldn't tell if they were joking, and couldn't decide which alternative he preferred.
Lavender pulled Asahi out of their thoughts and into the kitchen for breakfast.
'Monsters...together.'
*Lavender uses lol in everyday speech, pronouncing it "lawl"
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It’s been a long while since I’ve seen it mentioned- does Varian remember that small Steven that threatened him to get lav out of Amber? (back when lav was trapped in Amber) wasn’t that a whole adventure, Or am I imagining it?
// You mean Glass? Yeah, Varian still remembers it (as I recall, Glass used it/its pronouns) and so do I-
I haven't touched this blog in a long time but uh-
Yeah you're not imagining it, or at least I don't think-
I think Glass' mun deleted the account because literally any posts or traces of them are gone. No idea why, since I haven't been active in a while and I didn't hear anything but.
If there was drama just. I dont really want to know ab it lol
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Hello! And welcome to the chaos!
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Now that all that’s out of the way let’s
MEET THE MODS!!!!!
Mod Reg
Hello I’m Regulus or Reg. I use they/them and hy/hym pronouns.
I’ve been a practicing pagan since 2018ish. I began working with Hermes in late 2021 when I was traveling both by myself for the first time, and for the first time since COVID lockdown. I was insanely nervous and began to pray to Hermes before, during, and after my trip. As I began to do more research about Hermes I began to slowly realize that he has been present in my life for most of it, and I started to officially work with Hermes in early 2022. As of right now (June 2023) he is currently my primary deity and the only one I’m working with, however in the past I have worked with other deities including Loki, Apollo, and Aphrodite, and I will probably work with other deities in the future as I continue to grow and explore my path.
Fun facts about me: Audhd babie! My current hyperfixations/special interests include Critical Role Campaign 2, autism (lol), Hozier, and Languages/linguistics. I also have POTS and a handful of mental illnesses/disorders that I’m untangling. I write my own music and Poetry (which you may or may not see on here if I write anything related to Hermes/witchcraft). :D
Mod Fern
hello! i'm fern and i mainly go by he/him pronouns :>
i've been worshipping hermes since january 2022, which kickstarted my ACTIVE hellenic polytheist practice, although arguably i've been practicing since 2016. like reg, i started praying to him when my family was stuck at a hotel and unable to get home for the foreseeable future, and when i finally got home and set up what was supposed to be a temporary altar, he didn't want me to take it down! i have since realised he's my patron (with a mix of the neopagan and ancient greek definition of that word) as i'm a cross-culture kid in ib, a writer, a huge language fan, currently working to become a guardian of the dead, and much more.
i also have been practicing witchcraft since early 2020 and am an omnist with agnostic tendencies (but "hellenic polytheist" works just fine too) as well as an animist with a very eclectic folk-based practice
if you'd like to speak to me outside of this, you can find me as @rainbluealoekitten on tumblr, and i'm occasionally but rarely also active on @hellenic-worship, and i'm @/ferns_n_ravens on insta!!
Mod Lav
Hi!! I'm Lav and my pronouns are she/they.
I'm 19, and I got into witchcraft when I was 12. I'm what my friends call a "creature of chaos". Hermes is my patron god and has worked with me for more years than I can recall. He was the first deity to ever reach out to me (it took years to recognise it was him, though). I'm hypersocial and love talking, so please feel free to strike up a conversation!! Feel free to DM my main @vushadoration
Join us on discord! https://discord.gg/ZhtmfqakUq
tags we use:
WITCHCRAFT: 🕯🔮🌒
#witchcraft, #witchy tips, #spells, #divination, #elements, #cleansing, #neurodivergent witchcraft
HERMES AND HELLENIC POLYTHEISM: 🏛⚱︎☤
#hermes, #general helpol, #hermes epithets, #hermes devotion
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#art, #goose moment (<— to clarify this is for non-serious/funny posts), #resources, #spoonie, #poetry, #greek
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
face claim: barbara palvin
full name: lavinia gwendolyn matthews
nickname(s) / goes by: lav
pronouns & gender: cis woman
sexuality: pansexual
birth date: october, 7, 1993
birth place: merrock, maine
arrival to merrock: local to merrock but moved for university and returned at the end of 2022
housing: the coast and pier
occupation: cafe owner + freelance painter
work place: cobblestone cafe
family: vincent matthews - brother
relationship status: single
PERSONALITY
With the flash of a toothy grin and a well-timed compliment to start your day, she is the epitome of a carefully crafted piece of art. Fiercely loyal to those closest to her, it’s rare that she goes a day without lending her aid. The rejection of her parents still rests as a heavy weight on her soul, and it shows in how she prefers to focus her energy outwards on others without revealing much of herself. If the conversation drifts too close to heart, a witty quip will see her redirecting to more innocuous matters or, better, turn the question on whoever might have asked. Any mention of art or literature will see her waxing philosophical about the nuances of a composition; note: this is the best time to ask for a coffee, as her creative moods will see her making you the best concoction of lavender and espresso known to this side of the Atlantic.
WRITTEN BY: Taylor (she/her), aest/est.
BACKGROUND / BIO
triggering / sensitive content: child abandonment
The younger of two siblings, Lavinia has always been dynamic. A desire to stand apart from her brother and carve a path in life meant that once her sights were set, she stubbornly insisted on seeing her choice through. Growing up, she was a quiet yet reflective child, content to observe the world around her and wait to voice her observations until she was in the presence of family.
Her parent’s separation hit her hard, especially when they announced that they were moving, leaving the barely thirteen-year-old in the care of her older brother. It took several years for her to grapple with their abandonment, though she never took it out on her brother. Instead, she became his biggest cheerleader, cheering him on even when his future in sports crumbled.
Sports were never her forte, the arts calling to her more readily than any team sport could. Reading and writing took up large portions of her free time, although it was to art that she turned to truly unwind. Perhaps it was the desertion that pushed her towards expressing herself more readily, the loss of two confidants forcing her out of her shell to seek new connections.
She immersed herself in school, made friends in the campus art club, and did her best to distract herself from the dull ache that walking past the family kitchen table elicited each morning. Over time, however, the familiarity of Merrock only served as a reminder of what she had lost, and, by the time graduation rolled around, she was itching to get out.
Her grades saw her offered a scholarship at a prestigious university in Hungary and she accepted without a second thought, booking a one-way flight to Budapest and not looking back.
She spent her young adulthood there, studying literature and anthropology whilst marveling at the sights Europe had to offer. She sent regular updates to her brother on the gorgeous architecture that filled the city.
It wasn’t until a visit to Merrock last Christmas that she realized the ache of missing home. Her true home. For once, she could see past the painful visage of her parents’ turned backs to recall the better times shared in the town. Like ice cream on the pier, riding bikes in the fading summer sun, stumbling around the school gymnasium during homecoming.
Lavinia rang in the new year with a call to her landlord and an email to her boss tendering her resignation. It was pure coincidence that the café she used to barista at in high school was for sale, and she leapt at the opportunity.
Now, she starts her mornings before sunrise at the café, trying her hand at new recipes for lemon blueberry muffins and chocolate hazelnut lattes. If she’s not there, she can be found sitting by the water painting seascapes for the local art gallery, relishing in the sea breeze she turned her back on for nearly a decade.
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Random theory time!
So I seem to recall you mentioning that another Mewtwo exists in this universe (The Linden Roots equivalent of “Newtwo”) and I was figuring that unless it is some unknown mew out there, that this Mewtwo’s DNA would’ve come from Pari possibly..? (Pari’s colors are a nice vibrant pink as well) Unless Mo’s DNA was backed up and transferred to Unova to perform the same experiment…
I know this whole other Mewtwo thing is presumably far off but I guess I just wanted to gauge your thoughts on the matter …or lack of hehe
…Have you forgotten that Lav is a Mewtwo?
She’s more or less the Newtwo of my world—being the second made and female, she fits the criteria. X3 (Which is unintentional, by the way. I did not create her with the intention of her being “My Newtwo”.)
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Looking at this morning’s surveyshipping reblog and thinking “my god, when did this stubby lil englishman with back problems get so tall?!”
Hey listen he absolutely has short energy but I'm pretty sure based on his game model he's at least taller than Cyllene like hold on I got photos
Cyllene isn't much taller than the protag(and sadly Laventon is Refusing to show up at the photo studio and I've misplaced my games so these next ones are the best I can do) AND
Lav's ref sheet says he has a perpetual slouch, and based on this(which is skewed in Rei's favor, he's closer to the camera in the second image) and what I recall from standing next to Lav at the base camps the protag barely comes up to his shoulder, so he's def at least taller than Cyllene(I think he honestly might be the same height as Ingo but in the game Ingo is slouching like HELL so it's hard to tell) and the difference would be more pronounced if he didn't slouch and wasn't standing with his knees bent all the time.
Tho tbh I draw him a little taller cuz Proportions Are Hard(tm) and I think it's funny that he's tall when he absolutely has Tiny Little Guy energy lmao like Cyllene at the very least is spiritually taller than him for sure.
#sorry for pulling the receipts Im just a loser and obsessed with these games#tall Lav propoganda#if anyone has better refs/pics pls do share#pla
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Anthony is still doing his Best Man Duties™️ i see. also Elias complaining as if he’s doing all the work sksks i love these two so much. but also, Elias should be the one turning down some too so he can practice until he has his own daughter. Anthony is now ahead of him in that department so keep up my dude. aww Aunt Lav being a protective big sister this is too cute. “If he can quarrel, he’s feeling better.” LMAO that’s one way to look at it i guess.
oh god not Miriam’s invitation. not them fighting over a piece paper LMAO children i tell you. also i can see what you’re doing there Anthony. he’s trying to rile her up bc i bet he finds it adorable when she’s a lil irritated.
“I mean, what kind I would use if I were getting married, but I’m not. I’m becoming a spinster.” // “No one in this room believes that.” No one in the whole world believes it. i mean hell, even Cherie herself doesn’t believe it since she’s still daydreaming about the paper she will use for the invitation lmao.
“Don’t worry, Anthony has that covered.” ah. that’s what best man’s are for, of course. The Chaos of Anthonias™️ will always make me smile like i love these two idiots so much. ANTHONY YOU SIMP. willing to use her excuse to ward off suitors bc it’s what she wants. ….a convent with jewelry and gowns. yeah, sure, that’s more believable than her becoming a spinster, i suppose.
sigh, i’m glad Elias and Cherie are slowly talking about it. like it feels nice that’s she’s able to reassure him and vice versa bc they are close after all. just showing him different perspective without invalidating his feelings. this is just so sweet honestly. and i’m glad Cherie is adamant on squashing the doubts in his head. oh god them recalling the good memories when Elias came to visit. and reassuring him that Cassie did love him so much and UGH I JUST WANT THIS FAMILY TO BE HAPPY DAMMIT. but honestly, this moment between them just warmed my heart.
she’s throwing Elias to the sharks right away help sksksks like father like daughter huh? like the second Percy announced Cherie as his daughter he said Elias, Deal With It™️ sksksks “You traitor…” LMAO. i can just picture Elias scrambling to find Anthony once Cherie left bc he is his number 1 suitor repellent. “Hello a bunch of men who will help me.” i love how she already has people to fill up her dance card lmao. also, Anthony being a step ahead like, if he can write his name on her dance card ten times he would. and of course, we always love to see Jealous!Anthony™️ in this house.
Kenneth with the rivalry pls he’s so real for that like. bc they can’t have Cherie they’re going to want her even more. it’s just this whole battle of who can “out man” who so if anything, it just makes things more difficult to know who has the best intentions. i mean we of course only know The One™️ but she’s still denying it so lol. omg she really she needs to stop this whole spinster thing lmao not even the frickin tiles on the dance floor believes her. Hugh not falling in love easily tho. i can tell it’s bc of what he saw with his parents so he’s more guarded and logical in that regard. ACTIVITIES!!! HUGH YOU (w)HORE™️ good for you king!! GOOD FOR YOU!! “God no.” talking about feelings during Activities™️ ??? yeah that’s a big no no in the Friends With Benefits Universe™️ Cherie i’m sorry. people think she’s insistent for “some reason” everyone then just pops out of nowhere with a whole list of things she’s been insistent about sksks.
*me gagging, heaving, choking* Miriam. she still hasn’t learned how? like i’m sure Cherie can make her life in the ton miserable especially with her officially as the duke’s daugther now. “How wonderful.” even i can feel how enthusiastic Cherie is when she said that skskskkskks. UGH. she’s spewing nonsense omg. she doesn’t know that the people she’s dancing with knowswho she’s going to marry already? of course she doesn’t bc she’s stupid to see what’s in front of her. Oh god why is Pierre back, i thought he was back in Paris? honestly, the more Miriam keeps talking the more i want to shove a shoe down her throat. honestly, Cherie should do that with her pearls. aggressive i’m sorry but she;s just being annoying. GOOOOOD how i baaaadly wished Cherie would just say something about the truth about her husband to be. gentleman my ass. i’d like to hear from you once you find out about the mistresses and the countless debts. “I would be more terrified if I were marrying a man whom I know deep down doesn’t love me, or a man whom I do not love.” YES YOU SAY IT.
wait, what were Cece and Anthony discussing? i bet it’s Anthony itching to propose again and Cece is just smack his hands sksks. oh pls Anthony reassuring her though. and giving her an example as to why it’s not a big deal to calm her a lil. so cute these two. Anthony smirking bc he KNOWS she’s a lil jealous. she calls it curiosity but all i hear is jealousy. HE WOULD NEVER LEAVE HER UNSATISFIED !!!! he needs to stop throwing these phrases with underlying meanings bc it’s not good for my heart. she’s so confused tho bless her ssksksks. i wonder how she’ll react once she knows about the Marital Affairs™️ and she’s going to look back at all their interactions and her questions sksks i bet she’d be so embarrassed.
PROTECTIVE!ANTHONY MY BELOVED <3 i don’t condone violence but yes Anthony, go wipe that mustache off Planktons™️ face. i hope it won’t be something incredibly stupid tho but he did have no right to talk about that. i mean, it is private. ALSO ANTHONY DON’T MISS THE DANCE PLS. honestly, she shouldn’t change her mind. i’m sure Aunt Lavinia can spill some tips and tricks on How To Get Away With Murder™️ and i mean, Miriam won’t be missed sksksksk. amazing as always honestly, i’m glad we got to have that moment with the siblings. and of course always happy to see Anthony being such a huge simp for Cherie. he’s now a man who’s deeply in love. Character Development™️ we love to is <3
– TM Anon™️
Omg darliiiing! ❤
Lolll I don’t think his best man duties will ever stop 😂 And Anthony is slowly becoming an expert on turning suitors down on Cherie’s behalf 😂
also i can see what you’re doing there Anthony. he’s trying to rile her up bc i bet he finds it adorable when she’s a lil irritated. OMG EXACTLYYYY! 😍❤ I love this idea so much! 😍
Cherie keeps saying that she will become a spinster but like, she totally doesn’t believe it deep down 😂
The Chaos of Anthonias™ They are so chaotic! 😂 And I think it will get even worse when they become brothers-in-law😂 Like, subtle but chaotic 😂
Elias and Cherie needed that conversation for sure! ❤ I think they are (mostly Cherie is) slowly starting to understand there are so many things they didn’t know about their parents’ marriage and their parents as people, if that makes sense ❤ And the only people who can understand that are each other, so I think it will get them closer ❤
number 1 suitor repellent I AM SCREAMING AT THIS! 😂
Jealous Anthony is so much fun😏
The competition yessssss! 😂 I think up until Cherie gets engaged, those suitors will be annoying her (and annoying Anthony) 😈
Tiles on the dance floor omg 😂
HUGH YOU (w)HORE™ good for you king!! THIS IS HILARIOUS😂
Oh yeah but unfortunately, Miriam can make her life miserable as well, seeing that she is soon to be married and Cherie isn’t 😂 Married ladies were respected more than unmarried ones back then in the Regency era and Miriam is planning to use that a lot 😈
SO WAIT WAIT-
Do we think Miriam knows about the mistress yet or? 😏
Yessss that was exactly what they were discussing 😂 Like, I think Anthony is getting very impatient and restless and Cecily is like “NOT YET” 😂
i wonder how she’ll react once she knows about the Marital Affairs™ and she’s going to look back at all their interactions and her questions sksks i bet she’d be so embarrassed. WAIT THIS NEEDS TO HAPPEN! Cherie would literally be lying in bed and all of a sudden she would it would flash in her mind, and she would sit up and go like “Wait a minute…” 😂
I think we will see more of Protective!Anthony and it will be so much fuuuun! 😂
More in love scenes are comiiing 😈 Character development my beloved 😂
Honeeeey you’re amazing, thank you so much for this! ❤ ILY! ❤
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COVID-19 naming
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During the early days of the COVID-19 pandemic, the disease and virus were sometimes called "coronavirus", "Wuhan coronavirus", or "Wuhan pneumonia".
In January 2020, the World Health Organization (WHO) tentatively named it "2019-nCoV", short for "2019 Novel Coronavirus", or "2019 Novel Coronavirus Acute Respiratory Disease". This naming was based on the organization's 2015 guidelines for naming novel viruses and diseases, avoiding the use of geographic locations (such as Wuhan), in part to prevent social stigma. A similar structure has also been used by the AP when referring to virus variants, for example, referring to it as the "Delta variant" rather than the "South African variant".
On 11 February 2020, the WHO named the disease COVID-19 (short for coronavirus disease 2019). That same day, the International Committee on Taxonomy of Viruses (ICTV) formally announced it had named the causative virus as SARS-CoV-2 (severe acute respiratory syndrome coronavirus 2) based upon its genetic similarity to the 2003 SARS-CoV. The separation between the disease and the causative virus is based on the same nomenclature policies that separate AIDS and the virus which causes it, HIV.
WHO Director General Tedros Adhanom Ghebreyesus explained that CO stands for coronavirus, VI for virus, and D stands for disease, while 19 stands for the year, 2019, that the outbreak was first detected. As such, there has never been a "COVID-1" or any other "COVID-" series disease with a number below 19.
Chinese virus
From January to March 2020, US President Donald Trump repeatedly described the virus as the "Chinese virus". In March 2020, the president claimed to have abandoned the term, telling Fox News "we shouldn't make any more of a big deal out of it". On March 18 and 19, 2020, Trump twice defended using the term "Chinese virus" amid instances of bigotry against Asians in the United States. Trump referred to it as "the China Virus" at least as late as January 2021.
This description was also used by members of the Spanish far-right political party Vox, especially by its leader Santiago Abascal in March 2020.
CCP virus
The Epoch Times has reportedly funded right-wing groups promoting the use of the term "CCP virus" to lay blame on the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) for the pandemic. Chinese-born New Zealand sculptor Chen Weiming created a 20-foot statue in Liberty Sculpture Park in Yermo, California, depicting Chinese leader and CCP general secretary Xi Jinping with spike proteins as his hair, naming it "CCP virus".
Stylization
Stylization of the term has varied since the virus's and disease's discovery. The World Health Organization (WHO) stylizes the disease as COVID-19 with all letters capitalized and many other organizations have followed their lead. The AP Stylebook, Chicago Manual of Style, and the Modern Language Association (MLA) have styled it similarly. Several observers have noted the importance of proper stylization, despite the seeming ridiculousness of worrying over such matters "at a time like this" (during the early days of the pandemic), recalling the confusion and prejudice which resulted from unclear or inconsistent naming as was the case with AIDS (which was called GRID/HTLV-III/LAV at various times) and non-A, non-B Hepatitis. They have also pointed out that future researchers will benefit from consistency when reviewing past data and research.
However, stylization as "Covid-19" has become common as well. Numerous news sources including The New York Times, CNN, Politico, The Wall Street Journal, NBCNews have presented the term with a capital C but all other letters as lower case. As a result, use of "Covid-19" has become commonplace and even the accepted standard in some cases. Use of "Covid-19" in news sources from the United Kingdom like The Guardian has also been the norm since most British newspapers only capitalize an entire acronym if the acronym is typically spelled out like "B-B-C" or "N-H-S" while acronyms which are pronounced as words, like "Nasa" or "Unicef" have their first letter capitalized and all subsequent letters lowercase.
While COVID-19 refers to the disease and SARS-CoV-2 refers to the virus which causes it, referring to the "COVID-19 virus" has been accepted. Reference to SARS-CoV-2 as "the coronavirus" has become somewhat accepted despite such use implying that there is only one coronavirus species. Similarly, use of "COVID" for the disease (if the first rendered as COVID-19) has been tolerated. Use of "the Coronavirus" to refer to the COVID-19 pandemic which began in December 2019 has also been accepted. Although such use does not specify the year or which coronavirus-related disease is being referred to, given its all-encompassing impact at the time, such references have been deemed justifiable. Use of "the" when referring to the disease, virus, or 2019 pandemic has been quite varied with some requiring use of "the" while others have not. The Oxford English Dictionary noted that "the" is typically not used when referring to the disease, COVID-19, but is not uncommon when referring to the virus.
Reference to the virus and/or the disease as "corona", "the corona", and "the rona" has also arisen in various parts of the world.
Colloquial names

2022-09-13 phylogenetic tree of life of COVID-19 using the PANGO nomenclature; only a few of these variants have come to public notice
Numerous mutations and variants of SARS-CoV-2 have acquired colloquial vis-à-vis scientific labels for ease of pronunciation and usage, both in the lab and to some extent in mass media. The nomenclature draws from the corpus of mythology (both Greek and Scandinavian and astronomy.
Public messaging has been a concern given that these elements of popular reportage can be at variance with the Greek alphabet nomenclature established by the WHO; other schemes have been proposed.
Variants
Arcturus (XBB.1.16) was named on social media after the star; Kraken (XBB.1.5), Cerberus (BQ.1.1), Typhon (BQ.1), and Gryphon (XBB) were coined by evolutionary biologist T. Ryan Gregory (from his own personal nomenclature of mythical creatures); whereas Pelican, Quail, and Mockingbird (variants of 20I/501Y.V1), have not gained wider usage. The BA.2.86 variant was named 'pirola' (sic) by a group of scientists on social media in late 2023, and was brought to public attention by an August edition of the Wall Street Journal. (Inasmuch as the World Health Organization has suggested using astronomy for its plethora of names, the Twitter user @JPWeiland suggested the obscure Jovian asteroid 1082 Pirola "for its uniqueness" and the possibility of shifting the nomenclaure to Pi or Rho if needed.)
Mutations
Nicknames have also arisen for mutations such as Nelly (N501Y), Doug (and Douglas) (D614G), and even Eeek (E484K), initially meant as convenient labels in University of Bern lab discourse.
See also
Virus classification
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