#many faces of dr ho

[themissinghand]

Dr. Stone: You're Crazy Like Me, Dumbass

Summary: In which Senku has an older sister (who is just as crazy as him...in a good way of course).

Note: Not related/connected to my current Dr. Stone fic on Wattpad at all. This is just for fun!

Warning: Swearing and lots and lots of sibling energy

"Did you know that some metals are soooo reactive that they can explode when they come in contact with water? Make sure you protect your manhood boy." 

The Kingdom of Science certainly did not expect a person to appear out of nowhere.

Especially hanging underside down from a tree.

"Who's that?!" Gen called out, his eyes already focused on the foreign woman. 

"An enemy?" Kohaku pulled out her sword whereas the Kinrou followed suit.

"Sister?" Senku whispered out, and everyone snapped their heads to see a dazed and disbelief expression on their leader's face.

"Yo!" The older responded with a cheeky grin, and a hand raised in the air.

She had her white hair tied up in a high ponytail, showcasing their family's signature green hair tips at the ends. A lone hair strip crossed her eyes and curved to her chin.

"Heh, isn't this the lil' shit? You grew!" She jumped down the tree and walked towards the group. 

"You guys know each other?" 

Senku rubbed his temples. 

"Yea. She's my older sister-" 

"Sister?!" The woman grinned as she stopped right in front of Senku, and they brofisted as if it was normal, then followed by a noogie. 

"O-Ouch! What the heck-" 

"It's been a while you lil' shit! I thought you would have died or buried ten feet under!" Senku pulled out of her grasp and deadpanned at her. 

"Ha, you wish. Where were you even? I tried looking for you and I couldn't-" 

"Oh I came here by skateboard-"

"Skateboard?! Did you just say SKATEBOARD?" Gen's screech was followed by dazed and confused villagers. She pointed to the huge skateboard made of wood?! How?

It doesn't even look like a normal skateboard, in fact, it could be deemed as a boat with wheels at this point.

"Yea, you see, I'm an engineer. So I make shit, attach shit, and fix shit."

She definitely got a crude mouth too; everyone thought at the same time. 

"Heh, as expected of the gorilla-" Senku was cut off by the pulling of his hair.

"Hey, shouldn't you be telling me what's going on? Since when did you have so many friends?" She scrutinized every single person around, and others shivered under her look.

"Oi! Stop that! I'll explain later, but we have a war to win!" Senku escaped and then gave her a evil smirk. 

"What'cha say we make an evil weapon? With you here..."

"Oh ho?" An evil aura burst forth from the two siblings. 

"Gen...we're so screwed." 

"Kohaku...we're fucked when he's already our last hope. And now, there's another one?" 

"You got an issue? Half and half?"

"Half and half-" Gen spluttered but swallowed his pride when he saw the toned muscles underneath her coat. 

"Not bad." Senku acknowledged with nod.

"Unlike you, I work out." She rolled her eyes in response.

"Anyway, where were you exactly?"

"In hell. But now that I'm here, looks like I've reach purgatory-OW!" Senku tased her on her sides, making her jump.

"You-" Before she could unleash her wraith, Senku stops her with a question.

"How did you find me?" Senku asks sternly, and the older sighed.

"Just exploring on my own and I decided that I should find you lil' shit. So I made myself some shit and before I know it, I spot a bunch of weirdos hoping around a big pot and a fucking leak-"

"Oh fuck you."

"Oops, can't hear you over your bushy hair."

Senku rolled his eyes.

"Idiot." 

"Leek."

"Baboon."

"Loverboy."

"What? Where did you even get that from!?" 

"What? You just looked like one." She simply shrugged with a cheeky grin.

"That's not a sight you see every day. Senku's outmatched." Gen mentioned, while he watched the two siblings bicker.

Kohaku simply laughs and shakes her head.

"He deserves it."

"I'm ten billion percent gonna throw you to the wolves!" Senku almost but roars with steam going out of his head.

"And I'm ten billion percent going to hull your ass to Antarctica!" She mimicked with a girly voice, the complete opposite of her natural deep one. She then looked at Kohaku with a smile. 

"You there, you're the lil' shit's wife?" 

"W-What? No!" 

"Well who gives a fuck. Anyway, explain this war to me. I'll help you guys out." 

"Really? That would be great!" 

"Yea, explain to me what's going on. And I also need names. I can't be calling ya lil' shit's gf can I?" 

"No thank you!" 

After a solid explanation of the current situation, Senku's sister tilted her head and yawned.

"So...we're going up against this dude who's like a bitchy communist dictator kid with Heracles's strength," She looked around at the group.

"And the mother fucker who's a huge hypocrite is reviving assholes of his liking in order to kill innocent children like y'all because he thinks technology is absolute shit."

Well that's one way to look at it. 

"Uh...translation please? What's a Heracles?" Chrome jumps in and asks while scratching his head.

"It's Tsukasa but stronger." Senku simply says, and Chrome and Kohaku accepts it without question.

Gen sighs.

"Senku...I'm pretty sure it's more than that..."

#dr stone #ishigami senku #drst #gen asagiri #kohaku #senku x reader #manga #anime #tsukasa shishio #season 1 #stone world #female reader

[hollyhomburg]

Before I Leave You (Pt. 60)

(sneek peak)(Omegaverse au, Mafia au, Bts x Reader)

Summary: Life changes come in many many forms; courting gifts, leaving jobs, and...Murder

Tags: Slow burn getting warmer, Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, Trans! Tae, Transphobia, gender thoughts, workplace discrimination, flashbacks, murder, graphic violence blood, suicidal actions

W/c: 11.5k

A/n: ah i'm hoping i'll finish this in time! if not T-T i'll be attending my cousins wedding at the time this is posted so! give me lots of love when you read it cuz i'm so nervous~ i've never been around so many fancy people before. also that photo of hobi? in the moodboard? tell me why it makes my heart FLUTTER!!!

Previous part ~ Masterlist

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Chapter 60: Glass Slippers

Your breath goes just a little bit rapid, just a little, hitching when you think of it.

“Did Jin tell you anything?”

“He didn’t. Although my secretary did inform me that he filled out the paperwork for you.” The air in the therapist’s office is cold. Cold enough that it has you wrapping your sweater sleeves over your knuckles.

Your cheeks heat “My pack they- get a bit- protective.” Your fingers circle your wrist. You’re glad that Hobi convinced you to take one of his sweatshirts. He'd had a strange look on his face while he zipped it up, and you'd had to worry and wonder about it the whole morning. You'd worried more once he texted, just after he must have gotten to work.

“I have kind of a history of self-destructive behavior and I- I kind fell into bad habits a few days ago and blew up. It was all kind of triggered by this like- thing that happened with me and my other packmate.” It’s surprisingly easy to tell the truth.

You’re a right side better than you have been the last few weeks, now. A little bit more present, less foggy. The doctor just looks at her screen and not at you. What is it with her asking questions that make you not want to lie? Why does it feel like you should anyway?

Dr. Rima reads between the lines, what you're trying to say without saying it. “Is there a possibility of you hurting yourself again?” She clicks at the screen a little rapidly.

“No.”

The truth is you have no idea. It seems best to lie in this situation. But you consider it; one of your packmates making the call that you are too much to handle, that you need more help than they can offer. You imagine what it would be like to be in inpatient care. Grippy socks and group therapy and probably observed mealtimes. Maybe Iv's and feeding tubes if it came to that. Away from the pack and away from Yoongi.

He’s just downstairs, but that feels too far. There was no way that he was going to let you do this alone, you wouldn't be surprised if he never left the waiting room.

It’s just a therapy session. The very thing that you once refused. But now that you're here you might as well heal, you might as well work to stop this endless train of brief highs and endless lows. you'll give it a go, why not? What do you have to lose?

And yet, the texts from Hobi remain unanswered:

Ho-🐝 (9:48): Hey, I’m really proud of you.

Ho-🐝 (9:48): I’m really happy I get to be your packmate. In case you ever worry.

Ho-🐝 (9:49): And your best friend too <3

Ho-🐝 (9:51): Just so you knowwww

Coming Saturday September 23rd at 5pm EST (Time Zone Adjustment Below)

#bts x reader #bts a/b/o #bts poly au #bts polyamory #bts poly x reader #bts mafia au #bts mafia imagine #bts omegaverse au #bts polyamory au #bts au #bts #bts fluff #bts gang au #bts mafia fic #bts mafia series #bts mafia reaction #bts jungkook #bts jimin #bts hoseok #bts namjoon #bts seokjin #bts yoongi #yoongi :( #bts hurt/comfort #bts fanfic #bts fanfction #bts fic #hoseok x reader #hoseok x y/n #yoongi x reader

[0blobthefish0]

Heartbeat

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"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!" You chanted as you threw your head back against the pillow. Doctors and nurses chattering as they wheeled you away. 

"I know you're in a lot of pain, but if you could just stay calm, everything will be okay." A woman said to you as she put a hand on your arm. 

"Oh no, I'm not worried about the pain, you've already given me loads of drugs," You hastily replied as you glimpsed at your very visibly broken leg; damn your stupid apartment complex for never fixing the lift. "I just- is Addison here?" You questioned; your eyebrows furrowed. The woman's eyebrows furrowed as well. "Addison Montgomery? She's a surgeon here." You gasped out as you felt the bed halt to a stop, nearly colliding with some people. You watched her face fall with recognition.

"Oh yes, Addison, yeah I know her," and that was when you saw her nametag and your eyes widened.

"Torres! I've heard a lot about you, please don't tell her I'm here," you begged, "She will kill me. She's always telling me- 'Y/n, don't run down the stairs, you're gonna fall and break something'" You mocked, doing your best impression of her, to which a smile grew across Torres' lips.

"You're Y/n," she grinned, and you were stopped in a room to be looked at more closely.

"The one and only," you grinned back. "Obviously, she was right about me falling, cause here I am." You chuckled and gestured to the bone sticking out from your skin, you cringed as you stared at it a little too long, "It's pretty gross, but you've probably seen worse." 

"Oh-ho yes, I have definitely seen worse. This was not how I imagined meeting Addison's girlfriend," she smirked as she examined your break.

"Nor was I-" You stopped abruptly when you spotted red hair and salmon scrubs. "Oh my god, Addison, she can't see me like this, she would totally freak about seeing my literal bone. Don't let her see me, please?" You stared into her eyes pleadingly as you shrank back into your pillow. She nodded her head and you let out a breath of thanks; you watched intently as Dr. Torres guided her away from discovering you.

"Okay, you'll be going into surgery soon and I'll be getting you all fixed up and sewn together." She nodded at you once she had made her way back.

৹৹৹

Your surgery had been a success, and you had been placed in a room to recover. Callie was eating her lunch when Addison came and sat next to her.

"I think I'm going crazy," Addison started to which Callie had scoffed at. "No, I'm actually being serious, I think this job is making me feel lonely."

"And why is that, exactly?" Callie questioned with an eyebrow raised at her friend.

"I keep hearing Y/n, all day, I have either been hearing her voice or hearing her name. I've been in this hospital for so many hours that my brain is deciding to hallucinate. I mean- it's crazy, right?" Callie choked on her food and pretended to carry on as if she hadn't. Now it was Addison's turn to raise an eyebrow at her friend. "Right?" She quizzed and stared at Callie as she continued to eat.

"Right, exactly, you should spend more time at home." Callie fumbled out and Addison felt her heart waver.

"You know something." Addison stated.

"No." Callie wavered, a feeble attempt at lying to something so obvious.

"Oh my god, where is she?" Addison gasped out with panic and got up from the table.

"She's fine, she's fine! Just recovering." Callie blurted out after her as she jogged to catch up with her.

"Recovering from what?" Addison hissed as she began to check the recovery rooms.

"A broken leg," Callie mumbled when the door to your room swung open and Addison's eyes landed on you. You were still knocked out and sleeping peacefully when your girlfriend walked up to you and checked your chart.

"I told her to stop running down those stairs or she would break something." Addison grumbled and placed a hand on your own. "You never listen, do you? And look where that's gotten you. Jesus." She said letting out a breath as she pulled out the images of your break. You began to stir and when you cracked open an eye to see Addison's worried face staring down at yours, your heartbeat picked up wildly.

"Please don't be mad." You rasped out, voice heavy with sleep and the medication you had been given. At seeing the pace of your heartbeat on the monitor, she had begun to check you for any complications.

"Just a little." She murmured, too focused on your wild heartbeat.

"Stop, it's nothing medical," you chuckled and placed a hand on her wrist, "you're just very pretty." Your eyes met hers and you couldn't stop the blush from spreading to your cheeks. Addison rolled her eyes a smirk adorning her lips and she sat down next to you.

"You're so stupid." She laughed. Callie smiled softly at the two of you before quietly leaving you in peace. Addison shuffled down the bed and laid down, facing you.

"Rude." You whispered and planted a kiss to her head, Addison frowned slightly, the kiss to the head clearly not enough and she pressed her lips against your own. You hummed at the kiss and kissed her again before playing with her hair. "Salmon scrubs?" You chuckled and she slapped your arm teasingly. "Hey! I'm injured here."

"I can't believe you actually fell down the stairs." She began to laugh, her whole body shaking, and you rolled your eyes.

"Rude, again." 

"Sorry."

"No, you're not."

"You're right, I'm not."

#grey's anatomy #female reader #fxf #wlw #x reader #addison montgomery x you #addison montgomery #addison montgomery x reader #callie torres #broken bone #hiding #Blob's fics

[jerzwriter]

A Tall Order

✨ Ho-Ho-Ho! This year, I'm Secret Santa to the lovely @zealouscanonindeer! You were such an important part of the Choices Open Heart fandom this year, and I know I speak for many when I say that we're so grateful you're here! ✨

❄️I also want to thank @choicesfandomappreciation for hosting this and so many wonderful events throughout the year! You're one of the big reasons our little fandom continues to go strong! ❄️

✨I hope you enjoy this commission of Aspen, Ethan, and their new snow friend created by @weetlebeetle. Here's a little drabble to accompany it! ✨

❄️ Happy Holidays & Happy New Year!❄️

Book: Open Heart Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC Characters: Aurora Emery, Jackie Varma, Sienna Trinh, Tobias Carrick Rating: Teen Words: 867 Summary: It's a snowy lunch break at Edenbrook.

The temperature may have been hovering just above freezing, but that wasn't enough to keep Aspen indoors this lunch break. Not the grounds surrounding Edenbrook were blanketed in beautiful, freshly fallen snow, just waiting to be enjoyed. If that didn't make her happy enough, she managed to wrangle a few friends and co-workers to join her, multiplying her joy.

As the group exited Edenbrook, they were astounded to see just how quiet the streets of Boston could be during a snowstorm, but the silence wouldn't last much longer... not with this crew entering the scene.

Sienna was the first to return to the days of childhood glory, tossing herself on the ground and flailing her arms and legs about.

"Ah! This is so cool!" she squealed as the others looked on.

"It looks downright cold to me," Aurora rebuffed.

"Hey, Trihn," Tobias jumped in. "Just makin' sure you're enjoying yourself, and this isn't some sort of a medical emergency."

Sienna jumped from the spot where she had been lying and gestured widely at her creation.

"It's a snow angel," she proclaimed. "Didn't you ever make a snow angel as a child?"

"Nope," he replied. "Never did. I guess what wasn't my thing."

"That may not have been, but I know what was!" Jackie yelled as a large snowball smacked Dr. Carrick on the side of the face.

"SNOWBALL FIGHT!" Aspen yelled, and it was every person for themselves as total chaos ensued.

Several minutes later, the cold and breathless crew was laughing like schoolchildren.

"I have to admit, this was fun!" Aurora announced. "But maybe we should start heading back in. There is a large mug of hot chocolate with my name on it."

"No!" Aspen hollered, turning all heads her way. "Not... not yet."

Tobias took a look around and noticed there was one doctor that Aspen hadn't been able to convince. Snow crunching under his feet, he walked over with a look of sympathy.

"Look, I know you love the guy... but even you can't make that curmudgeonly old man come out to play in the snow."

A look of determination crossed her face, and she smiled. "Lunch break isn't over... and besides, there is one more thing I want to do before we go inside... Ethan, or no Ethan."

Leaning over, she began rolling snow to form the base of what would become a very impressive snowman. Sienna, Jackie, and Aurora eagerly joined in to help when Tobias announced he'd go fetch warm beverages for all.

They were excited when they heard footsteps headed their way, but they were surprised to see another doctor headed their way. With a North Face jacket tossed over his scrubs, they couldn't tell if Ethan was amused or annoyed as he approached.

"You look cold," he deadpanned.

"What an observation!" Jackie mocked. "Now it's crystal clear how you graduated top of your class at Hopkins."

But, captivated by the way Aspen's eyes lit up when she saw him coming near, Ethan paid her no mind.

"Just in the nick of time!" She announced.

"For what?" He asked. "To drag you inside and stave off frostbite?"

"Probably that, too," she laughed, placing a large snowman's head in his hands with a thud.

"What's this?" he asked, leading Jackie to sigh with frustration.

"It's the head of a snowman! Jeez... Hopkins standards have really been going down, haven't they?"

"I know it's the head of a snowman," he defended. "I'm asking why Aspen gave it to me."

"Because you're tall enough to place it on his neck. I've sort of been struggling with that."

"Uhh, Aspen, aren't you supposed to put the head on and then decorate it."

"Sure, if you want to take the standard approach, but I'm anything but standard."

With a snort and a tender half-smile on his lips, Ethan was about to carry out the task, but not before being subjected to one more round of teasing.

"Well, look who made it outside," Tobias sneered, giving Aspen a wink. "That's some fairy dust you've got there, kid!"

Aspen gave a little bow behind Ethan. But Tobias wasn't done.

"What have you done to the snowman?" He continued. "Leave it to you to decapitate him."

"Decap.. decap... I'm not decapitating him. I'm putting the head on top."

Handing the paper coffee cups to the others, Tobias smirked wickedly. "As a testament to my personal growth, I will refrain from turning that statement into an inappropriate comment."

"OK, boys! Can we wrap this up and get back inside?" Jackie protested. "I can no longer feel my toes."

"Fine," Ethan said as he secured the snowman's head on top, to Aspen's delight.

Clapping her mittened hands together, she slipped under Ethan's arm and declared. "You're my hero!"

"Oh, I think I'm going to be sick," Jackie mumbled as Tobias clinked his cup against hers.

"I'll drink to that," he agreed.

"Hey! Did you get me one of those," Ethan asked, gesturing to the beverages.

"Nope. Thought you were still inside."

Beginning to shiver, Aspen decided inside was where they all should be, and in the same way, she got everyone outside, she began to shepherd them back to warmth.

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#choices fandom appreciation #secret santa 2023 #open heart #choices fanfic #open heart choices #ethan ramsey #ethan ramsey x mc #sienna trinh #jackie varma #aurora emery #tobias carrick #playchoices

[obsidiancreates]

Random thought , imagine rottmnt reactions to 2012 tmnt demention X .....oh the confusion....

"Okay, this is way better than the whole floating-and-getting-beat-up thing! Angelo, launch me to that other island! No no no, no Dr. Feelings right now, this is fun Kraang-world, we're not talking about bad one, LAUNCH ME!"

"These crystals both provide a fully-clean energy source and can be used as explosives?! Other Donatello, get over here we're collecting as many of these we can carry- what do you mean I should ask your Mikey? He's the expert here? What do you mean you haven't studied it ye- ah, right, the active wars. Fair, we'll study it as a trio then."

"Whoa, those golem things gave Raph a real workout! I should visit here with Frankenfoot- hey, look at this little guy! Mop mo- oh hey Other Leo, what do you mean I should get awaaaaAAAAAAHHHHHH WHY DOES EVERYTHING IN YOUR GUYS'S WORLDS WANNA KILL USSSSSSSSS-"

"Whoa-ho-ho~ Other Me, you're like a total genius here! Oooooh, these grub things are like Spiderman webs! Wait what's thi- OHMIGOSH!!! SCREAMS MAKE THINGS HAPPEN??!?! THIS PLACE WAS BUILT FOR OUR RAZZMATAZZ!!!"

In summary: I actually think they'd have a fun time there, even with all the things trying to kill them XD The baby-face worm things make them all leave though after they have their fun, the Rise Boys all scream and get out of there ASAP because that is just Too Disturbing For Them, thank you very much! It's another one of those "You guys live in hell and everything here looks and is awful!!!" rants from Rise to 2012, and as usual 2012 can only sigh and agree.

#rottmnt #tmnt 2k12 #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2018 #tmnt crossover

[alovelyburn]

How do you feel about Casca as a character? 👀

Ho boy, okay so, it depends on what timeline we're talking about, but overall I'm not the biggest Casca fan.

Ima put this behind a cut because it's just a long post of me dissecting the reasons I don't click with a popular character and no one who doesn't volunteer needs that in their lives.

tl;dr if you're curious, though: there are times I like her and times when I dislike her, but overall my feeling about her is "oh come on, man."

In the early Golden Age, I felt that she was a pretty interesting character with significant potential. I wouldn't say found her extra-super deep and fascinating like, say, Guts or Griffith, but I thought she was cool - outspoken, tough but with a heart, a competent leader, a formidable foil for Guts. Basically a solid character with a lot of potential for growth.

Also there's something fresh and interesting about the version of a bisexual love triangle where a man and woman are essentially situated as rivals for the affection of a central male figure who ultimately leans toward the man.

Then the cave scene happened, I think this is both the peak of her potential and the beginning of the end of my warm relationship with her, lmao. She gets a backstory and a motivation, her fixation on Griffith gets a foundation, and she shows all the things she's been trying to swallow down. Interesting stuff. From here, we could've had it all.

And then she transitions into being a love interest for Guts and you can kind of... see the minute that this happens - the time Miura may have made the decision to transition her role - because all of a sudden her body language, her presentation, it all changes. She becomes A Love Interest instead of a character to herself, and while I recognize that any supporting character of course exists to be A Something to the leads, it's not really supposed to be that visible. I saw strings hanging from all her limbs. And she never did recover.

Also there's much less fresh or interesting about the version of a bisexual love triangle where a man and woman are situated as rivals for the affection of a central male figure who ultimately leans toward the woman. I'm not trying to be like biased here, I'm just saying this is a more common and thus less interesting to me setup.

Now, this seems to be at odds with the way her character is viewed by most of fandom, but I always feel like the fandom perception of Casca is less based on her actual in series showing and more based on the stories people made up about her that they either slipped between the panels/used to smooth the edges of her canon characterization, or, well...

Well. In the case of a lot of the more mainstream facing Berserk fans... it often feels like the version of her they have in their heads is a merging of like scarce few actual canon scenes (typically the big Gutsca scenes, so like the cave scene, Bonfire of Dreams, the ball scene and the meadow scene, that kind of thing) with all the messy parts shaved off and then shot through with like 20-odd years of building an internal mythology about what she was like and what she would be like when she returned to herself. The fact that so many people were shocked that she ended up being benched immediately afterwards kind of soft-confirmed this for me because it kind of told me that the role people had come to dream of her occupying was not coincident with the role she actually has in the series.

And one of the things that really drives this home for me is, for example, the difficulty people have with her motivations. I'm gonna say this directly: as a character, Casca has always been primarily motivated by whichever guy she is looking to be with at the time. And I'm not saying this because it's good, I'm saying it because it's annoying and the primary reason I don't care for her past the cave scene, but lets go over it for a moment:

Until the cave scene,. she didn't express any particular motive, but she is clearly entirely motivated by Griffith - all she ever talks about is Griffith, the reason she dislikes Guts is a mix of Griffith liking him more than her and Griffith being endangered by his recklessness. Whenever people try to go against Griffith's orders she loses her shit at them, etc etc. Everything she does from her introduction through the cave scene is just about Casca pining after Griffith and trying to make herself what he needs and trying to kick everyone else into line so that he isn't endangered or inconvenienced. This becomes explicit in the cave scene because...

The only motivation she gives in that scene is "Griffith wants to do this, and I want to be the way he does it." If he wants to cut his path, i want to be his sword. There's no expression of wanting him to form that path because she shares that vision, just because he wants to do it. And despite being a woman in an incredibly male-dominated world, one who would presumably materially benefit from his egalitarian vision becoming more normalized, she never says "I want to see the world he's creating" or "I don't want other women to go through what I went through." The closest she gets to anything like that is noting that his common origins made him miraculous to all of them, but even then it was in the context of explaining his appeal rather than establishing that she shared his vision, not to mention that was before she fell in love with him.

Then we get to the meadow scene where she goes on to explain that she was lying when she said that she wanted to be his sword and what she actually wanted was for him to love her romantically. So like... now she's saying that she wasn't even really motivated by wanting to see him achieve his goals, it's just he didn't want her romantically, so being important to him professionally was the consolation prize.

Notably in this very scene, she also says directly that the only reason she's trying to keep the Hawks together is because she wants to hold them together for Griffith. This makes even her greatest achievement - her ability to quickly and efficiently take command in a way that kept the Hawks together long enough to get Griffith out of the dungeon - all about her feelings for Griffith. And if you think about all of that, it clarifies the next thing which is...

As soon as she gives up on Griffith and gets together with Guts, she's willing to ditch the Hawks like a handful of hot potatoes and run off. Which seems really strange on the face of it, since she's always been such dedicated Hawk, but in the context of the above the reason becomes clear: it's because she was only ever there to be where Griffith is, and now she's moved on so she's going to be where Guts is instead.

And that sounds callous and unkind, but it's the truth and it forms the picture of a character who is both wholly consistent and entirely motivated by the D, and I don't like it, and that's why I have a hard time with her.

BUT THERE'S MORE because for many many years I always assumed this was a bad writing issue, but then as it turns out Miura was writing her personality as a collection of his own insecurities and complexes, so its not even that she was meant to be the strong bold warrior that people want her to be and he couldn't write it... it's more that he never thought of her that way to begin with. Which I mean, I guess that makes her a more consistent and well-put together character but it doesn't make her more interesting to me personally.

And that's before we get into the constant stream of sexual assaults that she is only rarely able to protect herself from even though she's supposed to be one of the best fighters in the Hawks. When we're talking about someone like Wyald or like an army of apostles you can say there's some validity to that, but man did she have to get attacked in the forest after Guts started with the 100 man fight? Like did she have to get sexually assaulted at the one point in the whole golden age that she was too weak to fight properly? I just... gah.

I feel like there is a desire within fandom to kind of massage those things out which is understandable. And most of the Casca fans I personally know are pretty open about changing her from canon because her canon self is frustrating.

BUT I CAN'T DO THAT.

I'm a Super Hardcore Canon Purist. It's just my nature. I can only like characters based on their canon presentation, it's all I'm capable of, and she's incredibly frustrating in canon, so... I struggle with her.

The end.

#ask #anonymous #ariel talks about berserk #i feel like there are people #even people in my “corner” of the fandom #who are going to be like effffyoooooou for this but like #idk what to tell you #also its not the first time ive said this #so

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Top 5 Mafioso Rap Albums

The 90's was a golden era of hip hop. In the mid-90's, one thing that stood out was the the "Mafioso" sub-genre of rap that was created by Kool G Rap. In the late 80’s, NWA took the world by storm with the Gangsta rap sub-genre. By the time the mid-90s hit, east coast rap came with their own twist of gangsta rap influenced by the mafia culture. The sub-genre was overshadowed by west coast rap music. Pop culture didn't take a liking to it, maybe because the songs were too intricate. The average listener is not trying to dissect through lyrics and meanings on a casual listen. Mafioso rap gave birth to one of the greatest rappers ever, Jay-Z, so it's hard to overlook the music that came out during this era. Here's a top 5 of Mafioso albums:

5. Scarface The Diary (1994)

Geto Boy's stand-out member and Houston native, Scarface, is one of the illest rappers to ever touch a microphone. Many rappers have highlighted Scarface as a major influence and an elite lyricist. Scarface known for his sinister/dark stories about murder, death, poverty and the afterlife. This album is Scarface at his apex of rapping abilities and lyricism. One of the best storytellers in rap history, he provides introspection about the metaphysical human experiences. Death has been a constant element in his music In songs like "I've Seen A Man Die" he lures you into the dark experience of seeing a dead man laid out on the pavement and facing the repercussions of committing murder. His constant obsession of the death is a genre in its own. Scarface almost personifies a grim reaper narrating a person's life before his/her's death. He keeps dark tone with this album on songs such as "No Tears," "Hand of the Dead Body," and "Goin' Down." 

4. Nas It Was Written (1996)

Illmatic was such a classic any follow up album would of been hard for Nas to live up to. It Was Written was an underated album at the time, now considered a classic. Some Illmatic enthusiast dislike this album because it made Nas go "pop" with the classic "If I Ruled The World" featuring Lauryn Hill. The album was elite, God MC Nas verses laced with production from the Trackmasters and Dr. Dre. It Was Written was him with more confidence, wealth, and maturity than the debut. Illmatic was life in Queensbridge Projects, It Was Written was Nas with the riches and survivor’s remorse. He goes from “Nasty Nas” to “Nas Escobar”. Escobar gives us one of his more introspective songs, “I Give You Power,” where he raps from a perspective of a gun. Despite the negative criticism from music outlets, It Was Written is his best selling album of his career. Nas created one of the few mafioso rap albums that crossed over into the mainstream.

3. AZ Doe or Die (1995)

Hailing from East New York, AZ is known for his rather unique (pun intended) voice and rhyme flow. AZ was introduced to Nas via a mutal friend over the phone, which led to him getting a feature on Nas' debut Illmatic. Getting introduced to the masses on the hip hop classic, Illmatic, there was a lot of hype surrounded by AZ. He lived up to the hype when he dropped his debut album Doe or Die. AZ came out the gate with a hip hop classic. AZ's bars were crafted with impressive vocabulary and illustrious lines telling a story of a mobster on the road to riches and the pitfalls of living fast. Grandiose bars highlighting low life activities while living the high life, taking other people's goods in "Gimme Yours" while simultaneously protecting his riches from "Ho Happy Jackie".

2. Jay Z Reasonable Doubt (1996)

Jay Z didn't become a household name until his third album, In My Lifetime Vol. 2: Hard Knock Life. Unfortunately, at the time of its release, Reasonable Doubt flew over people heads. Most listeners had to go back and listen to the project. 2Pac dissed him on his posthumously released album The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory, and people didn't know who Jay Z was yet. I guess 2Pac foresaw the success Jay Z was going to achieve in the music industry. His debut album is Jay Z's arugably most elite bars, sparring with the likes of the legendary Brooklynite Biggie Smalls, his mentor Jaz-O, and his then-sparring partner Sauce Money. Jigga even secured the Queen of R&B Mary J. Blige, with an alleged bag of cash.

1. Raekwon Only Built 4 Cuban Linx (1995)

The Chef cooked up a 3-course meal on his solo debut, Only Built 4 Cuban Linx, also known as "The Purple Tape" for the unique cassette color. This project impacted rap music like an atomic bomb. The album was practically a collaboration album with Rae's Wu-Tang group mate Ghostface Killah; Ghost being featured on nearly every song and skit. The Purple Tape was felt in the streets across the country. Arguably the best Wu-Tang solo album, Raekwon had a short stint as the King of New York when this project released. The lyrics and RZA's beats were all on point, maintaining the Wu-Tang style and showcasing the Chef's unique style simultaneously. Rae and Ghost take you on a trip to Shoalin, where they snort coke and hit licks. Like most Wu-Tang albums, most features only included Wu-Tang members. The exception of this rule was Nas, who spit some of his most memorable bars on “Verbal Intercourse”, with Rae and Ghost holding their own with one of the best MC’s of all time. Without this album there wouldn't be a Reasonable Doubt or It Was Written. The subject matter of OB4CL inspired Jay-Z and Nas. The subject of a mobster trying to leave the life to become a full-time rapper.

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Could I request Arthur Conan Doyle x reader, where reader gets to go to his residence (think Atlantis scene where helga goes to invite Milo to see her boss, “I came down the chimney, ho-ho-ho” 😈 ) and even though they work for phantomhive, master ciel just thought Arthur would feel more relaxed if he had arm candy at his event and then also his fav hardworking maid gets a night off to look pretty? Thanks!

first of all omg I LOVE Atlantis~

second of all I love Arthur!!

I hope I did okay hehe! I tried to capture the overall vibe~ <3

When ARTHUR walks through the door to the sitting room in his own home and you light up the candle on the table beside you, a slight pang of guilt hits you. The man looks at you like he’s about to faint dead away ― can you blame him?

What really stops you from feeling too bad is that he recovers fairly quickly. While he still looks as if he’s seen a ghost, all wide eyes and slow movements and face white as a sheet, he doesn’t flee in terror. So you can sit there smiling, batting your eyelashes at him.

Thank you, Master Ciel, you find yourself thinking. This man looks like a very good time.

You cross one leg over the other. That a flash of your skin between your skirts and your stockings might have been briefly visible to Arthur is not your problem… and even less your problem if it flusters him.

“Welcome home, Dr. Doyle! You’re a bit late, you know.” You reach onto the table to lift up his latest, unfinished manuscript. A fingertip carefully flips through the pages as you give Arthur an innocent look. “I got so bored, I started thumbing through your new book.”

He’s a little stiff, taking a couple of hesitant steps toward you. “Yes, well, I was…” The question of why he’s explaining himself to an apparent intruder hits him suddenly, and you can read it on his face that he’s probably wishing he carried a gun. “Wh ― I ― who… who are you?”

Your head cants to one side. “My name is (Name) (Surname). I’ve been sent by Earl Ciel Phantomhive.”

“… I see.” Though, the one of his voice makes it clear he’s trying to put the pieces together. “Earl Ciel Phantomhive, who’s just invited me to a private party for reasons I have yet to fathom?”

“The very same. Thank you very much for receiving me.” You set the manuscript back down, making sure to place it far enough away from the candle that it isn’t in danger of being set aflame.

“Did I have a choice in the matter?” he mutters under his breath before taking a better look at you. You don’t miss the way his cheeks color a light pink. “You know, you could have come to my practice if this was urgent.”

You chuckle. “Goodness, no! It’s not urgent enough to interrupt the work of a doctor treating his patients.”

“In that case,” he sighs, “I would invite you to use the front door next time.”

You wish you could stop the smirk that forms on your lips. “Would I have gotten your undivided attention if I came to call on you the same way everybody else does?”

His eyes look exhausted when he looks at you again. A few more steps, and he offers you a bow of the head. Up close, you can see what he must truly be like. Ciel didn’t give you too many details other than the fact that he’s a doctor and a writer.

The Arthur you see close to you is a tired man, someone just trying to live his life and achieve his dreams. It’s obvious (to you, at least) by what’s written of his current book that he’s frustrated. That he’s at the edge of giving up on his dreams.

That your young master has sent you here has almost nothing to do with the fact that you don’t want Arthur to give up. The world needs dreamers, the world needs writers, the world needs Arthurs. It would be a tragedy if he just abandoned his passion as a waste of time; the next book he writes could become a classic for future generations.

“I suppose not exactly, no.” He takes a seat in the chair on the other side of the table, then runs a hand through his hair. (It looks even better a bit mussed up, in your opinion. There’s something endearing about a handsome man slightly disheveled after a long day of work.) “Alright, well. What does Lord Phantomhive want? And who are you that he’s sent you to chat with me?”

“Why, I’m the young master’s most favorite maid,” you reply with a grin. … Haha, sorry, Mey Rin. “My lord wants to ensure that you’ll be at the party, that’s all. It starts soon. He wasn’t sure if you’d come, what with all the other people in attendance being people you probably don’t know, so… he thought he would sweeten the pot, so to speak.”

With this, you uncross your legs and instead cross your ankles, so that you can lean forward without giving the good doctor an eyeful of your legs. Not that you think he would mind. “Consider me your company for the evening, my dear. Master Ciel seemed to be of the opinion that you might be more comfortable with someone on your arm. I know we don’t know each other, but I promise I’m far less intense than anyone else who will show up. Except, perhaps, for Mr. Phelps, but, well…” You bat your eyelashes again. “I’m a bit prettier than he is. No offense meant to him, of course.”

For a long moment, as Arthur stares at you, he appears for the first time to take in the fact that you’re dressed… elegantly. Whilst it’s not an overly fancy outfit, it’s the finest thing you own, courtesy of your young master. Perfect for a dinner party like the one he’s putting on. The gears turn in Arthur’s head for a bit longer, and he blinks rapidly several times in succession.

“W… wait, but… why in the world would Lord Phantomhive care if I attend this party of his? I-I… I was going to go, and keep to myself, as I don’t want to slight him… I just…” His face flushes again. Notably, he avoids your eyes. “I’m… a nobody. It doesn’t make any sense to me why he desperately wants me in attendance.”

Finally you get to your feet, and within a handful of short steps, you’ve reached to take Arthur’s hands in your own. “You’re not a nobody, Dr. Doyle. I can’t speak for myself as to why my master is so eager to have you present, but I do know that in the five minutes I’ve known you, you’ve got my interest. You never know what’s the next thing to change the world ― it could be an advance in technology or medicine, or it could be a mystery novel from the mind of a brilliant doctor who is the only thing holding himself back.”

You offer a smile before leaning to brush a soft kiss to his cheek. After that, you draw back, pull your hands away, (enjoying the shade of red his face turns), and turn with your back to him. The skirts of your dress billow behind you as you start to walk toward the parlor. “Now, there’s a carriage nearby which brought me, so I’ll have that round front once you’re properly dressed for the occasion. Take as much time as you need, but I should remind you that my master, in contrast to the rest of high society, views lateness as very unfashionable indeed. You don’t want him to be cross with me for not hurrying you along, do you?”

You’ve left Arthur stammering behind you, by the sounds of things. His face is probably just as red as it was a moment ago. “I-I… I, well, no… no, I’ll… I’ll go get myself together…”

“Wonderful. I look forward to continuing to get to know you over the course of the evening, Doctor.” Genuinely, you mean that. This man is not only good-looking, hardworking, and intelligent… he seems to have a kind heart and a creative spirit.

You’re just about to step out when you hear a shy, “(N-Name), wait…!”

You look over your shoulder and blink curiously at Arthur. “Yes?”

“You… you said you read…” Oh. His manuscript is in his hands now. And those eyes… it’s almost as if they’re cutting right into your soul. Like he’s begging you for some kind of reason for him to keep pursuing his writing. Like he wants you to pull him back from the edge of giving up.

You nod. “I did.”

His fingers clutch lightly at the pages, wrinkling the parchment. “… It’s far from finished, it’s unpolished, but… did you… d-did you like it?”

Honestly, that question makes your thoughts go entirely silent. How can he wonder like that? From what you read, you were enthralled with the whole thing. It doesn’t seem to be even half finished, but it’s incredible. There was a reason you kept reading it.

“Yes.” Your tone is lower, more delicate, so he doesn’t doubt your sincerity were you to give an over-the-top display of delight. You smile at him over your shoulder. “You simply must keep writing it. If I don’t find out how it ends, you’ll never be rid of my pestering you for closure,” you tease.

You pause at the doorway to the parlor, lightly gripping one hand on the doorframe. In short order, you’ll be doing much the same to Arthur’s arm. “I’ll be waiting for you out here, Dr. Doyle.”

He nods, and his eyes look like he’s in some kind of dream. The way he’s gazing at you, it’s borderline worshipful. It makes you feel like you’ve just shone a small ray of hope into something he was ready to walk away from. You’re not sure you could ever adequately explain how much that means to you. “Yes, of course, I’ll… I’ll be along shortly.” A light rosy glow dusts his cheeks again. “And… and, please… c-call me Arthur.”

“As you like… well, I’ll see you soon, Arthur.” One more smile, and you quietly slip out into the parlor, then out the front door.

Idly, you can’t stop yourself from wondering if someone like you might wind up working her way into one of his books.

You very much pray he keeps writing.

#Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Arthur #Arthur Conan Doyle #reader insert #romantic #fluff #drama #first meeting #UGH MY HEART IS SO FULL DO U EVEN KNOW?? #I love this man I want to kiss his whole face #look at him! he's adorable!! #one hell of a queue

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Snow Spears and the Seven Dwarves (Unexpected Musicals) — PattyCake Productions music video

There's an element of fantasy and fairy tales in modern pop culture stardom. Celebrities can be plucked out of obscurity and thrust into positions of power they're unprepared for, or toppled from their pedestals for superficial reasons.

When the guys of PattyCake Productions were considering how to make their debut / proof of concept to the world, they leaned into their greatest strengths — music and visual storytelling. Layne and Tony built on their experience with VoicePlay's musical medleys and expanded that idea into a full story arc. Blending the music of one of the biggest singers of the late 90s with a timeless childhood narrative (not to mention incredible costumes, sets, and a wealth of talent from among their theme park friends) resulted in this incredibly fun reimagining of a Disney classic.

Details:

title: Unexpected Musicals – Snow Spears and the Seven Dwarves

performers: Olivia Adkins (Snow White); Michelle Knight (Queen); Layne Stein (magic mirror); Tony Wakim (huntsman); Jason Tibbs (Prince); Jen Vargas, Tymisha Harris, Robin Buda, Kathy Castellucci, Jose Rodriguez, Tina Fleming, & Charlie Crook (dwarves)

original songs / performer: all songs by Britney Spears — "I'm Not A Girl, Not Yet A Woman"; [1:20] "I'm A Slave 4 U"; [1:45] "Boys"; [2:12] "Till the World Ends"; [2:45] "Toxic"; [3:45] "Hold It Against Me"

written by: "I'm Not A Girl, Not Yet A Woman" by Max Martin, Rami Yacoub, & Dido Armstrong; "I'm A Slave 4 U" by Chad Hugo & Pharrell Williams; "Boys" by Chad Hugo & Pharrell Williams; "Till the World Ends" by Lukasz "Dr. Luke" Gottwald, Alexander Kronlund, Max Martin, & Kesha Sebert; "Toxic" by Cathy Dennis, Christian Karlsson, Pontus Winnberg, & Henrik Jonback; "Hold It Against Me" by Max Martin, Lukasz "Dr. Luke" Gottwald, & Bonnie McKee

arranged by: Layne Stein & Tony Wakim

release date: 29 August 2016

My favorite bits:

the flute trills in the "Not A Girl" orchestration to emulate Snow's songbird friends so that they didn't have to show them on screen

Snow harmonizing with the echo in the well

bassy Layne as the magic mirror & Tony's cameo as the huntsman

the dwarves' jaunty whistling à la "Heigh Ho" during "Boys" (and the fact that most of them are women)

using "Toxic" to underscore the Evil Queen's poisoned apple machinations 🍎

Michelle switching between two different timbres for the Queen and the Hag

the slightly spicier tone of the Prince's introduction due to the choice of "Hold It Against Me"

also, the screen-accurate costuming — Holy moly, Tony.

Trivia:

The final scene had to be filmed over the course of four days in order to get consistent lighting in the outdoor location.

Olivia later reprised her role as Snow White in several other Unexpected Musical videos, and in the Princess Academy series.

Michelle has reprised her role as the Evil Queen for many episodes of their Villains Lair series. When she appears, the visual effect of Layne's face as the magic mirror is often reused in the background.

Michelle has also played Snow White in a satirical musical called Disenchanted! that began at the 2011 Orlando Fringe Festival and had an off-Broadway run a few years later.

#PattyCake Productions #series: Unexpected Musicals #music video #jukebox musical #music medley #music #video

[meibaestars]

I'm at a lake house with family for vacation right now. Tired tho so I'm gonna make a Mei journal bc I've wanted to do this for a while and, well, I truly got nothing better to do. Hell idk if I'm even gonna post this. If I do, then enjoy :D (also spoiler, at the end there is a section dedicated to Meiji, so if you don't like that then it's easy to skip)

We just finished another mission in [ENCRYPTED]. It went as well as it could have, not very different from Toronto. We still haven't found a way to remove the subjugator helmets, but Mr. Lindholm is saying the Omnics are unharmed and safe for now which is good.

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POST-[ENCRYPTED] JOURNAL

I'm trying to be around the other agents more than stay huddled in the science wing, which has been fun! Lucio and D.Va are asking me lots of questions about my travels (they want me to keep posting my journals about my adventures) and my experiences. I tell them stories about Captain Opara and the rest of my former team, which still makes me a little sad but I think I'm hiding it good. Zarya and Cassidy have started training me for combat (Zarya's workouts are so tough!), and my aim and strength have steadily been improving. Snowball has been adjusting much faster than me. He's still a little shy, but he's too friendly to not get along with. Everyone pets him if he approaches them, and he loves it. Just wait until he starts stealing their socks!

It's weird to be back around so many people. My last few weeks in Antarctica were just me and Snowball, then when I got to Winston it was him and Tracer. And now we have a whole team, and maybe we'll be getting more agents soon. I missed the bustle of people, but it's still exhausting to be surrounded by so many people, so much noise, so many more dishes to be cleaned. I think I need more of a break. Maybe some sleep will help me out, I haven't gotten a real good night's rest yet. I'm going to try and get some sleep now, since I've written so much already.

Agent Mei signing off! (I still can't believe I'm saying that now.)

EDIT: It's about 2 in the morning. I'm very tired, but I want to write this down because I can't get it off my mind. I just had a nightmare- a really bad one. I woke up with tears on my face and in a cold sweat, and Snowball was nudging me. I must have been screaming or making some kind of noise, because Genji was in my doorway and asked if I was okay. He sounded concerned. I didn't want him to worry though, so I kept saying I was alright (though he wasn't believing me). Then he did something I didn't expect; he left for a moment then came back with some chamomile tea. He asked me if I'd like to meditate with him to ease my mind, and I agreed. We sat and meditated for maybe thirty minutes, and I was surprised but it helped a lot. Afterwards he asked me if I felt better, and made sure I was comfortable before leaving. It was just a really sweet gesture but I also noticed he has a very soothing voice. He did a good job at calming me (and Snowball) down.

I'll thank him in the morning. I heard from Cassidy and Dr. Ziegler that he likes chocolates, maybe I can make him some hot cocoa.

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Hey ho thx for reading, lost motivation towards the end but I hope you liked reading!

#overwatch journal #mei ling zhou #meiji

[iridescentlemoncandy]

Trajectory - Raising Hell [Osborn]

Part 6: 6 Years Ago, Early Autumn

In Search of Lost Time - Two Fathers

⚠️LONG CONTENT⚠️

Everyone was in a rush at the hospital first thing in the morning.

Osborn raised the tip of his collar to shield himself from the mildly chilly air of late fall. He noticed a familiar face among the crowd.

Osborn: Dr Ho.

The old doctor who had been ahead of him turned around and smiled at him.

Their lives have been turned upside down ever since Ye Chuan was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease.

Without Dr Ho's initial help in locating the specialist and subsequent waivers of prescription costs, they could be facing a more challenging situation.

Ye Chuan was doing the dishes when he got home from picking up his medication. When he was feeling well, he would pitch in with housework.

Osborn observed him from the doorway leading to the kitchen. Ye Chuan was so slow that he would wash the same dish multiple times before realising it was no longer greasy.

He washed the few breakfast dishes, shook his hands dry, and turned around to see Osborn standing in the doorway. His face lighted up with a broad grin.

Ye Chuan: Why didn't you say anything while standing there, you spoiled brat? Is there no school today?

Osborn: Yep. It’s school sports day. We have the afternoon off.

Ye Chuan: You must have placed first in a few events, right? Tonight, I'll make chicken soup to help you recover your strength.

He picked up a bowl without anything, paused, flipped it over, and poured it many times.

Ye Chuan: Weird, where is the ginger I’ve put in here?

He cocked his head to the side and stared at Osborn in confusion. In an instant, Osborn was taken back to the days when he first sought his help as a young boy, which resembled what he had just done.

Osborn: The weather’s good today. Up for a stroll?

Ye Chuan gave the idea brief consideration. Nodding his head, he removed his apron and hung it on the door.

He hasn't been interested in going out in public in quite some time. More often than not, he preferred to spend the day lounging on his sunken old sofa.

For him, Osborn will always be that lost little boy who used to wander the streets. Ye Chuan was always frightened that he wouldn't be there to greet him when he returned home.

It was a beautiful day, sunny and warm. Ye Chuan appeared to be in better spirits than he usually was.

Ye Chuan: Where are we going?

On the public transportation, Ye Chuan clung to the window and gazed out as if something was enticing him.

His behaviour and mood would have appeared childlike if not for his grey hairs.

Osborn: We're headed to the park. Don't you enjoy watching folks play chess there?

Osborn adjusted the collar on Ye Chuan's shirt. It appeared that their roles had reversed, with him now playing the role of parent to Ye Chuan.

This was the park where Ye Chuan frequently took him.

He joined the others behind the chessboard to "advise the chess players" and enthusiastically took his place there. In appearance, he had changed not at all.

Looking at Ye Chuan like this brought back memories of when Osborn had just escaped the academy.

As far back as he could remember, he had blamed Ye Chuan as the one who had cast him into that pit of despair.

In spite of his rage and a sliver of hope, he was met with the peculiar gaze of Ye Chuan as he knocked on the door.

Ye Chuan: Who are you? You looked so familiar……

That was like a bath of ice water, washing away all his hope.

That afternoon, he gathered his belongings and crammed them into a backpack, just as he had done upon his arrival.

The greyhound stuffed animal was neatly placed on the bed's head. He sent a scathing glance at Osborn with his puppy eyes.

Since he had nowhere else to go, Osborn had no choice but to stay at the cheapest cybercafé he could find.

He went out and about during the daytime. There, in the dank, smoke-filled cybercafé, he slept every night. The line separating imagination and reality began to blur.

Osborn, who had been sleeping uncomfortably on the table for several days, was roused from his slumber about midnight by a ruckus. Though his eyes were open, his mind was still somewhere deep within the dream.

"Neighbour": Run! It’s a police inspection! Don’t get caught!

An adjacent "neighbour" gently reminded him. Osborn stood up slowly after realising what was happening, but he could already make out the sound of approaching footsteps on the stairs.

He groped in the dark for his backpack, but someone grabbed his arm.

Still half asleep from his nightmare, Osborn grotesquely lifted his head and saw Ye Chuan in his straight collar and a hat.

Osborn: Why are you here?

Ye Chuan: We’ll talk about this later. First, you’re leaving with me.  

Ye Chuan had already taken him out of the cybercafé’s backdoor before the cops arrived on the first level.

Osborn was fully awake at this point. Having expressed his appreciation, he got up to leave, but Ye Chuan grabbed his bag.

Ye Chuan: Osborn, can you please come home with me? I am very worried about you.

Ye Chuan: Before this, they told me that I was sick and would forget some things from time to time.

And Osborn was taken aback by it all. He swivelled around to observe the worn look on Ye Chuan's face. He appeared to be much older than he remembered.

There was some confusion in his mind. He suddenly realised he had forgotten what Ye Chuan looked like back then. It was as if his memories of his time spent with Ye Chuan had been taken away by someone.

Osborn: Why did you send me there?

Ye Chuan: I didn't know they would send you away. The guard always said that you refused to meet me.

Ye Chuan: I thought you heard about my plea to the school again and didn't want to meet me.

The answer to his question was far more straightforward than he had anticipated. Osborn didn't feel liberated from it, even after getting this result which he had persevered for so long.

His throat ached, and his voice became hoarse.

Osborn: What is your condition?

Ye Chuan: It’s nothing. It’s not a serious illness.

Ye Chuan averted his gaze. Nonetheless, Osborn didn't give an inch and firmly brought him to the hospital. Ultimately, Ye Chuan was diagnosed with Alzheimer's, a devastating and unexpected diagnosis.

There were many risk factors, the doctor noted, for this illness. It might be inherited or influenced by other diseases and societal and environmental influences.

Osborn had never seen his family, and the report of his subsequent diagnosis indicated that the second alternative could cause it.

Osborn came to realise that he was the source of the disease.

Over time, Ye Chuan began to lose his memory, as well as his other cognitive and judicative abilities. His mood could go from calm to agitated with the flip of a switch. Sometimes he didn't even recognise his own house.

Their lives became severely restricted. Ye Chuan had never held down one steady employment, instead bouncing from one to the other in the past. Therefore, he lacks a pension and has only a modest emergency fund to rely on.

Ye Chuan: There was a job posting for a guard in town. I think I’ll give it a shot.

When Ye Chuan returned home, he immediately began babbling about the information he had just read while he frantically searched his closet for an outfit suitable for his upcoming interview. It was almost as if he didn't notice he was getting older.

Osborn could only remove the suit from his hand and set the pills he had to swallow in front of him.

Osborn: You should probably take a break and relax at home for a time. Take the meds first.

Ye Chuan: Take meds? What meds! I’m not sick!

In an instant, Ye Chuan's temper flared, and he slammed the coat hanger on the floor. He even wanted to do the same to the glass on the table.

At this point, Osborn was used to it. Ahead of him, he took the pills and the glass of water from the table.

Ye Chuan: Who are you, and why are you in my home?

Osborn: I am Osborn.

Ye Chuan: No, you’re not Osborn. Where did you hide him?

His gaze was unfamiliar yet cautious. Such eyes were always like a cold knife, cutting people imperceptibly.

Osborn: I am Osborn.

Osborn repeats this line again and over again, like a patient father teaching their little child to talk.

Ye Chuan’s condition fluctuated; sometimes, Osborn felt so exhausted by it. But when the neighbour suggested sending him to a nursing home, he rejected it without a second thought.

Osborn: I’m his son. I should take care of him.

At night, Osborn lied on the bed. He couldn't risk falling asleep too deeply lest he missed any changes in the condition of the person next door.

In these moments, he often felt as though his senses were hovering in mid-air, terrified to make contact with the ground. The entire experience was unreal.

Years later, while he sailed on the ocean, he would often wake up just as he was ready to go into a deep sleep and recall those evenings. The entire globe became quieter than it had ever been.

There was a time when Ye Chuan suddenly walked to the veranda and and almost tripped. After that, Osborn built a makeshift bed in his room so that they could share quarters.

Ye Chuan appeared to be tossing and turning in his sleep and coughed as he was dozing off. 

Osborn fought off sleep and forced himself to open his eyes, double-checking that he was indeed on the bed.

Osborn often sought the aid of the neighbourhood during the day to keep a watch on Ye Chuan. He often seemed to be in a hurry to get to class or a job. When Ye Chuan's health condition was better, he never missed a night of labour at the night market.

Homeroom Teacher: Osborn! Why are you asleep again?!

A book hit Osborn's back. After waking up and realising he'd fallen asleep again, he stroked where the book landed.

Homeroom Teacher: Many teachers have already complained to me about you falling asleep during lessons. Seriously, what did you do at night?!

In response to his homeroom teacher's stern expression, he picked up the book and pursed his lips.

Osborn: Old Ma’am, you still need to work on your accuracy. Watch properly; this is how you do it.

He raised his hand and deftly lobbed the book back onto the teacher’s desk.

Homeroom Teacher: Get out!!

Osborn made no further comments. The other students watched him leave the room, either with curiosity or scorn.

When he returned to school a few days after the incident, he felt like a celebrity. Many people would point at him and whisper amongst themselves.

As he entered the classroom, the monitor, who typically despised his behaviour, greeted him enthusiastically. Osborn noticed a bright red donation box on the pedestal.

Class Monitor: Osborn, we learned about your circumstances at home. Why did you keep it secret?

The class monitor’s eyes were red, and he was asking with concern written all over his face. Even the homeroom teacher had a loving grin on her face as she drew the astonished Osborn to the podium.

Homeroom Teacher: Osborn was adopted as a child by his adoptive father, who is now very ill.

Homeroom Teacher: He is the sole provider for his family.

Homeroom Teacher: After school, he must split his time between caring for his adoptive father and his job. He's been through a lot, and I think it's only fair that we lend a hand; what do you say?

They applauded enthusiastically and donated generously. Tears began to well up in their eyes as they were deeply moved.

In that instant, he thought he had returned to the academy to the part where he had to atone for his "sins."

All his anguish was out in the open like a fresh wound, like something out of a pathetic silent film, and he had nowhere to go.

Osborn had no idea how he kept going till school let out for the day, and he could go home. They were eating dinner together when he finally felt enraged. He got so fed up with Ye Chuan.

Osborn: How did you even get this illness?!

Following his outburst, he caught sight of Ye Chuan's bewildered expression. He had a pair of chopsticks in his hand. For a minute, he saw sorrow and remorse under those elderly eyes, though he didn't know why.

Osborn: I’m sorry……

Ye Chuan: I’m sorry……

They almost said these words at the same time. Osborn was overcome with emotion and bent down to hug Ye Chuan.

What he really needed was cash, not pity.

He spent the evening mulling over a name card. He got the name card when stopping a young client in a nightclub. The client's gambling in a car race had put him in severe financial straits.

When it came to the wheel, Osborn was competent. It was almost as though he had always had it. His nightclub side hustle involved valet parking and bringing drunk patrons home.

Early the following day, he used the falsified ID to gain entry to a racing club at the address listed on the name card.

That's when he ran into Merodach. He was the race club's boss and the one who would lead him to the bounty hunter association.

Merodach: Racing is akin to taking a chance with one's life. Are you not scared, kid?

Osborn: Nothing to be scared of.

Merodach: Why do you want to join these races? You should be in school at this age.

Osborn: I need money. A lot of money.

Merodach: What if I told you there was another way to make more money than racing, but it was also more dangerous? Would you do it?

Osborn: Yes.

Osborn and the man exchanged steady glances. The man laughed as he tossed his lighted cigarette into the ashtray.

Merodach: Not bad. Get him to sign the agreement.

The agreement in question was a "life and death contract."

This was the beginning of Osborn's career as a racer. He was the craziest, most tenacious, and most dangerous man around.

As he ran on the racetrack in the fierce wind, he narrowly avoided being blown to his death. The fierce wind made it hard for him to breathe, but after 17 years of struggle, he finally felt like the world could no longer defeat him. At the very least, they were evenly matched this time.

He felt relieved of the weight he had been carrying for so long. Somewhere along the line, he began to see himself as a dove or a wave. He could be blown high into the sky by the gusting winds.

From a young age on, he had made every effort to flee from this place.

This world might be a barren wasteland, yet he could travel far to see more pleasant sights, even if only for a moment.

He considered that he might afford better treatment once he was financially stable. There was hope that Ye Chuan's health would improve. When that moment came, he could bring him away from here. This earth is vast, so they'll find their niche somewhere, surely.

But as if by some unwritten law, things would always start pleasant before taking a sudden turn for the worse. The situation with Ye Chuan had worsened unexpectedly.

Osborn shattered his wing permanently, preventing him from ever flying away again.

Ye Chuan's memories were becoming increasingly hazy. It was as if he had become lost in a labyrinth of the past and couldn't find his way out. More often than not, he needed round-the-clock care.

As days passed, he felt that the end of life was near.

He admitted that there were occasions when he secretly adored the class monitor, no matter how much he hated him.

Another day had gone by. Beside him on the bed, Ye Chuan was fast asleep. Right now was the only time he would be quiet, giving them both a chance to catch their breath.

Osborn rubbed his shoulder, and a thought crossed his mind: if Ye Chuan were to go missing, would it be a relief for them both?

The light in the bedroom was dim. A car drove by outside. The car headlights illuminated the room as they passed by the windows.

Osborn was startled awake from his reverie and then fell into a profound disgust. This morbid thought he had was unfathomable to him.

But this notion took hold in his thoughts and crystallised, much like a luscious apple tempting a passer-by with nothing to pluck it.

In an effort to dismiss this horrible idea, he desperately looked back to the times in the past when he and Ye Chuan had depended on each other.

Osborn remained in a trance-like state for several days. One time he went with Ye Chuan to buy produce at the local farmer's market. As soon as he turned back, he noticed that the person standing next to him was no longer there.

Osborn frantically looked all about, but Ye Chuan had vanished, like how it was in his horrible thought.

In that instant, he felt relief, but it was quickly replaced by overwhelming fear.

He felt as though his universe, which he had been fighting so hard to keep together, was about to shatter at any moment.

Osborn: Ye Chuan! Ye Chuan! Where are you?! Ye Chuan!

Osborn shoved through the crowd in an attempt to find him. He noticed the bright white light emanating from the exit of the farmer's market. If he kept moving towards it, he would eventually reach his goal: freedom.

Many years had passed, yet he still hadn't managed to break free.

For a moment, he stood still to take in the sight of that mesmerising exit. He redirected his steps and started to head in the opposite way.

He eventually found Ye Chuan.

Ye Chuan was perplexedly seated beside a fish stand. Water splattered all over his body. He even clutched a fish in his palm and wouldn't let go.

Osborn: What are you doing here?

Ye Chuan cocked his head in his direction and smiled warmly at him, perhaps mistaking him for the stall's owner.

Ye Chuan: I want to buy this fish. It’s my son’s favourite.

Osborn: Alright, let’s buy this.

Ye Chuan: Eh, I think you look a bit familiar……

Ye Chuan's brows furrowed, and he seemed slightly perplexed and troubled.

Ye Chuan: You look like my son, but he’s younger than you are……

Osborn's lips rose in response to his babbling. He reached out and grabbed his dirty hand.

Osborn: ……Dad.

He grasped his hands tightly, and their hands clasped together like a frail thread, tying the two strangers together.

It turned out that his longing for independence stems solely from his lack of attachment.

He had now decided to trade this freedom for another form of freedom.

Osborn: Let’s go. Let’s go home.

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Prison Playbook. 슬기로운 감빵생활. 7.7/10

I would recommend this drama to my friends. I would rewatch this drama.

There are too many familiar faces to name them all, but Yoo Jaemyung is a lawyer again. Vincenzo's Kim Sung Cheol here too. Sung Dong Il is here again. Hospital Playlist's Lee Kyu Hyung and obvi Jung Kyung Ho. And Private Park's mom. Joon Ho being just like Jun Wan by going for his friend's sister. I did enjoy the first hand hold though. Prison Officer Na just as sleazy as he is in CLOY. I can also feel Kim Sun Young being Kaist's wife. It's Okay Not be Okay's Jae Soo. 39's Joo Hee and Jin Seok. Joo Hee as Ji Yeon blesss at the part where she immediately signs. We love women in power.

I love the intro song. I love when Jae Hyuk is randomly cute like when he says Oh Yeh after getting his hands on his first real ball. Super cute moment when Je Hyeok sees Joon Ho for the first time in awhile and his friends are in awe. Jae Hyuk has such a good personality. Jae Hyeok with Ji Ho is the cutest thing ever.

The portrayal of Korean vs. American prisons is so similar yet so different. Dr. Koh's experience as he gets transferred showing me that he has been shown more kindness in this prison than he has outside of it.

Lmaoo at Je Hee and Jae Hyuk being so stoic together. Lmaooo at Lieutenant Paeng's reaction to Koh screwing over his boss. Lmaoo at when they played Abracadabra during Hanyang's NYE. Lmao at Jae Hyuk's group confronting the other gang.

What stands out to me the most in this drama is the generosity.

Park Hae Soo's haircut is atrocious but for some reason, he looks way hotter here than in Squid Game.

Poor Han yang's family waiting for him at the budae jjigae restaurant.

Min Chul is really inspiring.

The almost rape scene of Jae Hyuk got me pissed.

Memorable Quotes: "남자는 야구죠."

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Ooh tell us more about the books on your wishlist!! 👀

Oh, anon, bless you for the opportunity to talk about books (and apologies for probably boring you to death). They’re kind of my life - what can I say?

First - a note on book hunting. I review books for NetGalley, subscribe to Scribd & Audible and have a decent library nearby - though neither my university nor the local library has ILL (weeping & gnashing of teeth). The books on this list are either things I want to add to a collection (I think I have a better big cat library than Harvard) or things I cannot access. (These are also just the ones I really want *right now* lol)…

Research Titles 📚

I recently got a grant for big cat books, but I only learned about these after I had budgeted!

1. Khairi: the beloved tigress (Choudhury) - an expensive title, this one chronicles the life of a forest agent who raised an orphan tigress 🐅

2. To walk with lions (Patterson) - Patterson is a well-known & much-published advocate for lions; I’m curious to see how he connects these awesome beasts with spirituality 🦁

3. No covenant: eaten by lions (Swemmer) - my research began with man-eaters, so I can never resist more of them 🦁

4. Shadow cats (Mayes) - Do I believe in North America’s cryptid cats? Not really. Does my heart long for their long-tailed, shadowy existence? Oh, yes. 🐈‍⬛

Did anyone think for a minute that M*A*S*H wouldn’t come into this? 🏥

1. Laughing Matters (Gelbart) - this will probably be terrible, but I’m hoping for a sentence or two about pretty Jamie!

2. The medics’ war (Cowdry) - I found this & the next two titles courtesy of the amazing MASH historian (https://themashhistorian.com/mash-library/) - thank you, Eric!!

3. Back down the ridge (White)

4. Mashed up wisdom (Reed)

Scaries 😱

After many years of refusing to read horror, I now like it very much!

1. The daughter of Dr. Moreau (Moreno-Garcia) - the original is one of my favorites (though animal torture is hard to read) so I’m curious to see how the story is expanded here. 🐆

2. Lure (McGregor) - sea horror, hooray! 🌊

3. Roosevelt’s beast (Bayard) - big game hunters should definitely be stalked by monsters

4. Deep zone (Tabor) - I’m reading his non-fiction now; can’t wait to read more!

5. We made it all up (Harrison) - encountered this in reference to my favorite horror, The Outsider

6. His & Hers (Feeney) - a recommendation I received

7. X, Y (Blumlein) - trans horror (possibly outdated but it’s a small genre)

8. Pallbearer’s club (Tremblay) - epistolary!!!

Audible Possibles 🎧

1. Persians (Llewellyn-Jones) - I’m trying to expand my grasp of world history

2. Path to Power (Caro) - an era that interests me

History 📜

1. Firewater (Johnson) - unfortunately, I spent seven years of my life in a house with an abusive alcoholic, so I’m interested in the thesis here

2. On the Ho Chi Minh Trail (Buchanan) - thus emphasizes the role of women in history

3. A sultry month (Hayter) - Victorians!!

Just for fun 🪁

1. Witch please (Aguirre) - a cute (maybe polyamorous?) romcom

2. QB VII (Uris) - I’m big into courtroom dramas again…

3. Notes on your sudden disappearance (Espach) - era-specific nostalgia

4. Hawk mountain (Habib) - issues of class & power

5. Joan (Chen) - there are so many stories about her

6. Falcon’s eyes (Stanfill) - connection to Eleanor of Aquitaine

7. Invisible things (Johnson) - this reminded me of the prime directive

8. League of gentlewomen witches (Holton) - such a fun writer!

LGBTQ+ 🏳️‍🌈

1. Bi (Shaw) - I had this preordered but funds ran out

2. In the face of death we are equal (Cao) - new cultural perspective

3. Little blue encyclopedia (Plante) - this one reminded me of my dear friend @charlesemersonwinchesteriii

Please send all & any book questions anytime!!! ❤️📚❤️

#my reading life #kind anon #books #so many #thank you for the ask #charles couldn’t fund this library lol #but he’s very welcome to try

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Becoming a parent and having a child completely changes your world. Your world begins to revolve around your kids and their happiness. All you want is to provide them with the best of everything. Parents tend to be more concerned about their child's safety, food-diet, health and hygiene than they are about themselves. Today with increasing awareness, parents want good quality health care services for their children even in case of minor ailments.

The moment one sees their child sneezing, coughing or crying due to pain or some health issue, they succumb to anxiety and rush to the nearest doctor hoping that the doctor will make their child's problem go away. And almost invariably, the physician will prescribe a mixture of medicines in varying doses for relief. What most of us fail to understand is that kids and their immature organ system deals with drugs differently as compared to a grown up's. Medicines given to our children should be as natural and organic as possible and also be free from chemicals and side-effects. The human organism is resilient and adapts to everything around him. However, a child's body is fragile especially during infancy hence it is necessary to opt for a mode of treatment that does not do any harm to your kid.

Talking about safe and side-effect free treatment options Homeopathy scores highest among the various natural and holistic treatment options available. Owing to the safety of Homeopathy medicines, Homeopathy is considered to be the ideal treatment option for infants, toddlers and older kids. Millions of people worldwide recognize the effectiveness and safety of Homeopathy treatment and are resorting to it for their children's health needs. In some countries, it is seen that Homoeopathy is no longer considered as an 'alternative medicine'. It is, in fact, fast becoming the most preferred system of medicine

Homoeopathy is effective in treating variety of troubles that a child faces. Whether it is an infantile colic, teething trouble, aches and pains or even a behavioral disturbance Homoeopathy can manage them all. The Homoeopathic system of medicine works from within, it helps in strengthening a child's immunity and thus helps in keeping illnesses at bay. It strengthens the child's natural defenses so that he or she can fight off the cold or flu that every child around him may be facing. And helps them stay healthy and illness-free for longer durations of time.

Homoeopathic medications not only relieve common and acute problems of children but also prevent recurrent episodes of ill-health. Recurrent tonsillitis, enlarged adenoids, bedwetting, allergies, asthma, bronchitis, diarrhea, constipation and many more illnesses can be safely and effectively treated with Homeopathy. Emotional and behavioral disorders such as anxiety, depression, defiant or aggressive behaviour can also be treated with Homeopathy.

The biggest advantage of Homeopathy is that the medicines are easy to administer and not bitter. Kids love them as they are small, sweet sugar pills which can be administered directly or can be crushed with the help of spoon and then given to the child. Children willingly and happily take Homeopathy. The amount of lactose content in Ho moeopathic medications is so less that it poses no problems even in case of Diabetic children.

Homoeopathic system of medication believes that every person is unique and has his or her own ways of reacting to the environment and his or her own unique way of manifesting an illness. Your Homoeopath gives importance to each symptom that your child has, he also takes into consideration the causation of each complaint. It takes into consideration these differentiating, individualizing symptoms for prescribing. Hence, the treatment that each child receives is different from another child suffering from the same ailment.

The management strategy for each case is different and thus this approach is of great use in cases of children suffering from behavioral disorders. Homeopathic medications are not habit forming and thus one does not need to worry about 'drug dependence' especially in cases of emotional disturbances like ADHD, Autism, and Depression etc.

The benefits of Homoeopathy are much more than any other system of Medicine. Hence its time that you be wise, choose Homoeopathy and give your child the safest and most effective treatment for his or her illness.

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Feng Shui Tips For That Office - Part 1

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OF - THE - WORST - SAND -

STORMS - ARRIVED - SO ME

MY - MAID - OUR - FOOD AND

DRINK - AND - CAMEL - WENT

UNDER - OUR - 100% COTTON

TENT - AND - IT - WAS - BAD 2

BROUGHT - MY - STRADIVARIUS

LADY ROSE - HARP - AND - SML

GUITAR - AS - WE - SAND - YES

RICO J PUNO - SONGS - AS WE

ATE - DRANK - ALSO BROUGHT

CAMEL - FOOD - GUESS WHAT

2 MALE - PINOYS - KIDS ALSO

THEY - KNEW - NOTHING - YES

ABOUT - SANDSTORMS - THAT

NO - HUMANS - SURVIVE THAT

THEY - JUST - KNEW - THEY

GOT - LOST - THEY - SANG &

HOPED - THEY - CAN - FIND

A - PHILIPPINE - GROUP YES

SOMEWHERE - AS - THEY AS

KIDS - CONTINUED - AND THEY

HEARD - OUR - DUET - OF - YES

RICO J PUNO - SONGS - AND

THEY - RAN - 2 - OUR - TENT

COULDN'T - B A - MIRAGE - 2

SAID - 'TULOY - PO' - 'CAN WE

COME - IN' - OF COURSE - YES

AS - THE - 4 - OF - US - ALL HAI

SANG - RICO J PUNO - THEN

THEY - WEREN'T - ALONE - 2

THEIR - GRANDMA - CRYING

WONDERING - WHERE THEY

ARE - PLEASE - GOD - HELP

ME - THEN - SHE - HEARD

THE - 2 - BOYS - AND - ME

AND - MY - MAID - SINGING

SANG - RICO J - AND - RAN

2 - FIND - US - AS - SHE YES

WEPT - AS - SHE - SAID -

'TULOY - PO' - MY BOYS -

CRYING - HUGGED THEM

THANKS - HO - AS - WE ALL

JOINED - IN - JOYOUS - YES

CHORUS - RICO J PUNO

SO - I - GAVE - MY - MAID's

WORLD - FAMOUS - PORK

ADOBO - AND - CHINESE YES

FRIED - RICE - AND - DRINKS

WELL - FED - AND - OUR YES

PORTABLE - TOILETS - AS WE

SANG - THROUGH - THE NIGHT

AND - FELL - ASLEEP - WHEN

WE - WOKE - UP - WAS CLEAR

OUR - CAMEL - BROUGHT - US

ALL BACK - WE TRANSFERRED

ALL - 2 - RITZ - CARLTON - ME

PAID - INCLUDING - TRANSFER

OF - PLANE - HAD - GREAT YES

TIME - COMING - BACK - LOTS

OF - TEARS - HEARTFELT - FOR

MANY - DIED - EVEN - SEPT - 11

BOMBINGS - NEVER - TRULY

PRODUCED - LOTS - OF TEARS

SAHARA DESERTS

LIKE - A - SMALL COUNTRY

WHEN - MANY - DIED - LOTS

OF - TEARS - EVERYWHERE

AS - WE - STAYED - AT - OUR

SUITE - ALL - OF - US - TRUE

BOUGHT - AT - GROCERY AND

MADE - OUR - FOODS - AS WE

ATE - INDOORS - OURS - HAD

A - FOUNTAIN - INSIDE - SO WE

ARE - NOT - AFFECTED - BY THE

TEARS - EVERYWHERE - AS WE

ENJOYED - THE - MOON - AS - I

PLAYED - THE - PIANO - THEY

STILL - DIDN'T - KNOW - THAT

NO - HUMAN - SURVIVED THEIR

SANDSTORMS - BUT - 2 - PINOY

KIDS - AND - GRANDMA - DIDN'T

KNOW - THAT - AS - THEY SANG

AND - WISHED - 4 - ANY PINAYS

AND - GOT - THEIR - WISH

DEAR - KOREAN - GIRLS,

HARD - 2 - FIND - THAT - IN

KOREA - WHO - U - CAN YES

CALL - HOME - SO - WE ARE

INVITING - U 2 - OUR - WORLD

HOW - U - KNOW - WHAT HOME

IS - SO - THIS - IS - MY - STORY 2

WANTED - 2 - SHARE - THAT

THOUGH - MIAMI - POLICE

CALLED - ME - MENTALLY ILL

BECAUSE - I'M - HOMELESS

WHERE - THEY - WERE BORN

GARBAGE - WHERE - I - WAS

BORN - THE - MAGIC - OF THE

MOONLIGHT - THE - FREE DAY

CARE - SHOWED - 2 - BLK SML

BOYS - ONE - LOOKED - AT ME

LIKE - I - SHOULD - APOLOGISE

4 - LIVING - AS - WE - WILL YES

'NEVER - MARRY - BLK'

'NEVER - MARRY - SPANISH'

JESUS - IS - LORD - AS - THOSE

WEIRDOS - START - YOUNG - AS

SATANIC - FOUL - IRON - COOK

WARE - HOW - WE - DON'T LOOK

LIKE - WHAT - U - NEED - 2 - YES

GRILL - CHICKEN - STEAK

BLK - AND - UGLY

JESUS - IS - WHITE

GOD - IS - WHITE

JESUS - IS - LORD

SHARED - MY - STORY

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