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dr3amofagame · 2 years

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I normally don’t go out of my way to respond to things, and I don’t even have a public Twitter, but I genuinely think your use of the word “bullying” is extremely harmful and I hope to help you understand why. And yes, I’ve seen your response.

Your defense is that exile wasn’t “technically child abuse”. And sure, I’ll knock off the child part there if it really means that much to you, though I don’t agree. That being said, using a ‘gentler’ word like bullying instead of abuse feels very icky.

It reaks of apologism. Not saying that’s what your doing, but if my abuser called what they were doing “bullying” I’d be extremely pissed, and rightfully so. Sure, technically they “mean the same thing” but there’s still a huge difference between the perception of the two words. For the average person, the word abuse carries a much heavier connotation the the word bullying. So this subtle switch has me pretty concerned.

I sincerely hope your intentions are innocent. But I ask, why… do you want to use that word instead. Why is it so important to you to use that word. Is it because it’s easier to say? It’s easier to swallow? If you agree it was abuse, why not just use the word? Again, if this was the word choice used in a simular real life situation I would feel very uncomfortable. I would call the disc wars bullying. Exile? Definitely not. Here’s a fun list of some things that happened:

Food was withheld

Physical abuse

Gaslighting

Victim blaming

Manipulation

Isolation

Emotional abuse

Not to mention the very uneven power dynamic

There are many more that could be added, I’m sure someone could compile a list for you,

And I’m not here to argue about the lore. I don’t care if you like c!Dream, I’m barely in this fandom anymore anyway. But I really really dislike this word choice, especially if it starts to become a trend.

If my parent or guardian or even some random dude did the things listed above to me, would you insist on calling it bullying? I sure as hell hope not.

That is all I have to say. please remember that your words, or choice of words had a very big impact. I’m sure there are people who can explain it better than i if it is needed.

you seem to be pretty genuine in wanting an explanation, so i'm going to try and clarify my intent as genuinely as possible! i'm not upset at you, but i do want to clarify some things because i feel that you've misinterpreted what i said a little.

you said that you saw my response, so i'm going to presume that you also saw how i referred to bullying as BEING abuse several times in several clarification threads. bullying has always and will always involve abusive behavior - it's a matter of specificity versus minimization. bullying IS abuse, and involves acting abusively. physical abuse, gaslighting, victim-blaming, manipulation, isolation, and emotional abuse - just as you outlined in your ask - are very very commonly seen in cases of bullying. food being withheld might be seen less, but it's far from not occurring in cases of bullying at all (the trope of people's lunchboxes being stolen doesn't exist for no reason, after all).

specifically w/ regards with exile, it involves physical and emotional bullying

this is the definition of bullying i linked in my response, and i think that this does - again - very accurately fit what happened in exile. specifically exile seems to be pretty deliberate attempt at relational bullying (on top of the physical and emotional aspects), as is defined here:

which - again, in addition to the physical aspects of neglect + abuse involved in exile - seems very fitting for c!dream's attempts to isolate c!tommy from his friends, ruin his standing in front of new lmanburg, and keep him separated from c!tubbo

reading back on my ORIGINAL thread, i think that i didn't specifically use the word abuse w/ regard to speaking about exile, which - in all honesty - isn't something i meant to do. i've very consistently used the word "abuse" (not child abuse) to refer to exile before, and i do not mean to - in any way - diminish the abuse in exile as not happening. again, if you've read my responses, i'm sure you've seen how i do emphasize that bullying DOES involve abusive behavior and IS a specific kind of abuse.

your argument that the use of bullying being wrong just because it's a "gentler" word ,,, i'm sorry, but i can't agree. bullying involving destruction of property, isolation, physical harm to one's person, and verbal abuse very similar to what is depicted throughout the exile arc is well-documented. self-harm or suicide from victims of bullying is a well-known phenomenon. bullying is not gentle, no more than any other form of abuse. plenty of short films and attempts at raising awareness about bullying highlight the detrimental effects on victims in very very similar ways to again, what is depicted in the exile arc.

i understand how the word bullying might feel like diminishing c!tommy's experiences, especially when not coupled w/ a clarification, and for that - i'm sorry. i did not want to come off as if i was trying to make light of exile in the slightest. again, i have always been consistent with referring to exile as abuse - and, yes, bullying.

(i don't like arguing semantics, but for personal reasons, i don't like to use the term child abuse - especially because i don't think it's necessarily an applicable term, given c!tommy's legal status as an emancipated minor and c!dream neither being his parent nor legal guardian in any capacity. because i think it's mostly semantics, i don't really go out of my way to tell people not to use the term, but i won't use it when referring to exile myself)

anyway, please understand that diminishing c!tommy's experiences was never and will never be my intention! and like, will i die on the hill of using bullying to describe exile? ig not, honestly, especially bc i dont want to be misinterpreted - i just think that it's the most applicable and specific term outside of a more general "abuse." but bullying victims ,, exist. and many of them have been through abuse very similar to what c!tommy went through.

idk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ that's just what i think. hope this made sense! and have a nice day.

#disk horse #tw negativity #tw abuse #tw bullying #my asks !!#tw discourse #abuse by your parent or legal guardian if you're a minor is defined as child abuse #abuse by your parent or legal guardian if youre not a minor is defined as domestic violence #and abuse by some random dude would honestly probably be defined as bullying #such as in cases of workplace bullying which usually happens between adults #and theyre all examples of abuse #so yeah uh i hope this made sense #long post

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pastorpresent · 3 years

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Summary: Dean and Sam have to go undercover at a dom/sub club

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As they entered the club, Sam felt incredibly out of his depth.

He hated clubs with loud music and colourful lights at the best of times but this? This was entirely worse, in every conceivable way.

They made their way through the crowd of dancing people, and Sam's eyes didn't know where to look. Some were sat in booths, with leather clad subs perched at their feet or on their laps. His eyes landed on one dom as he drank his beer, his dick out with his sub on the ground sucking away obediently.

The entire club reaked of sex, sweat and vodka and he found himself even more uncomfortable than ever - especially in the tight leather booty shorts and mesh shirt Dean had put on him, complete with a collar and lead.

He had stared at the outfit dumbfounded when Dean laid it out on the bed for him, thinking he was surely just joking, but he had to admit he blended in.

"You ok, pet?" Dean called, tugging on the leash slightly to encourage Sam to stop lingering on the sights of the club and follow properly.

The nickname felt odd, but Sam knew it was necessary. They needed to be convincing - they had no idea if their guy was watching them, and if they blew their cover they'd be screwed.

"Yes sir." Sam responded, even if he really felt anything but.

He hated this place, and the prospect of spending an entire evening here was making him feel massively uncomfortable - and they has scarcely been inside two minutes.

Eventually they reached an empty booth in the corner, and Sam averted his eyes from the couple having sex a few feet away against the wall.

Dean slid into the booth and Sam followed, pressing up against him and staring at the floor. He really wanted to leave.

"Subs aren't supposed to sit on the furniture."

Sam could feel Dean wrap an arm tightly around his waist as they both looked over to the man.

He was leering at Sam in a way that made him uncomfortable, and had a young boy on his knees attached to a lead.

"He was about to sit on my lap, if you hadn't rudely interrupted." Dean spat out, and the man huffed, heading away with the boy crawling behind.

Sam felt himself pressing unconsciously further into Dean's side. Dean was the only thing that felt safe in this place.

"Straddle me, Sammy." Dean whispered against the shell of his ear, and it sent a shiver through Sam's body.

He obeyed, straddling his brothers lap and sitting close so they were almost chest to chest. It meant he could feels Dean's dick against his ass, and his face felt like it was on fire.

"Dean... I don't like it here." He said, quiet enough for only Dean to hear.

Dean nodded sympathetically, his fingers absently running over Sam's sides.

"I know, Sammy. But we need to stake out, see if Alex is really the one doing the murders." Sam knew Dean was right, but it didn't make him any happier about the situation.

A few beats of silence passed, with Dean sipping his drink and Sam trying to focus solely on his brother rather than their surroundings.

And then Dean was biting at his neck, tongue darting out as he licked on Sam's pulse point, and he would've jolted right off of Dean's lap if it wasn't for the strong hands holding his waist in place.

"W-what-"

"Shhh," Dean hummed, before leaning closer and nipping gently at Sam's earlobe.

"Alex is watching us. Think he's interested, just play along, 'kay?" Dean's breath was hot against his neck, and then his tongue and teeth were paying attention to that spot just below Sam's jaw and suddenly he didn't need to 'play along'.

His reactions were one hundred percent real, the way his hips grinded slightly, the way his hands gripped at Dean's shoulders... it was all too real, and Sam found himself really wishing they could've called Jo or someone in to take his place instead. This wasn't right.

"On your knees, bitch." Dean purred, and Sam decided he actually wouldn't like anyone to take his place ever. Not if Dean kept speaking to him like this, touching him like that.

It was overwhelming, damn dizzying with what it was doing to him. And yeah, maybe Dean was partly acting, but that lust in his eyes? His dick twitching in his pants?

That felt all too real.

"Now, brat. Don't make me say it again." Dean growled, nipping at Sam's bottom lip and tearing away some of the skin with his teeth.

Sam did as he was told, sliding down under the table between Dean's parted legs.

His inhibitions were gone, and he wished he had drunk tonight so at least he could blame it on that. But he hadn't, he was completely sober, and he knew Dean knew that too.

"Nice little sub you got there." Sam recognised the gravelly voice immediatly.

Alex.

He felt Dean's hand fell into his hair, and found himself relaxing again.

Then the fingers in his hair pulled, tugged him towards Dean's crotch and Sam found himself darting his tongue out to lick the denim.

"Yeah, he's pretty damn amazing." The compliment made Sam flush, and he reached for Dean's zipper.

"You rent him out?" Sam knew the question was coming. It was sort of the whole point of the cover. Get Alex interested in him, get Alex to take him, and see if he really was the one draining subs dry.

Still, knowing that didn't help. Didn't make the question any less terrifying, and not even the massaging motions of Dean's fingers were easing the tension in his body now.

"Depends how much you're paying."

"800. All evening, I'll bring him here at 9am you can come collect him tomorrow morning." It was bullshit. If Alex had his way, Sam would be dead in a gutter long before then.

"900, and we have a deal." Dean agreed, and all that lust inspired by Dean's hands on him earlier vanished, replaced by the nervous nausea from when they first entered.

"Deal." He watched Alex reach into his jeans, grabbing out a wad of bills and placing them on the table with a thump.

Dean's hand retracted from his hair, reaching instead for the collar around his neck. He paused first to squeeze Sam's shoulder, a silent assurance that he would save him, before gripping the leash and pulling Sam up and back onto his lap.

"Just don't damage him too badly." Dean said, handing the lead to Alex's grimy fingers, and it was all Sam could do not to panic.

"Of course." Alex smirked, climbing out the booth and tugging at Sam to follow. He didn't have a choice, stumbling after him with one last worried glance to Dean as he was pulled out of the bar.

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"Where... I thought we were going back to your house." Sam said, because Alex might get suspicious if Sam wasn't questioning the alley he was being yanked down.

The same alley him and Dean had been in yesterday, assessing the scene.

Alex was definitely their guy then. Dean should be showing up any minute, he reminded himself. Repeated it over and over like a prayer.

Alex must've decided they had went in far enough, because suddenly Sam was being shoved into the wall hard, his scarcely covered body being scraped up by the rough bricks.

"So pretty... bet you taste even better..." Alex smirked, before ducking his head and biting into Sam's neck.

Sam cried out in pain, his flesh being torn away and leaving a bite mark as Alex took his fill.

Just as his head was starting to feel heavy from blood loss, a machete slipped clean through the vampires neck and decapitated the monster.

"God, Sammy. I tried to follow as quickly as I could but-"

"It's 'kay. J'st glad you showed. Saved me." Sam breathed, trying to move towards Dean but his head was swimming and his footing was clumsy.

"Woah, take it easy ok? Let's get you to the car." Dean murmured, wrapping an arm around Sam's waist.

And if Sam said "ok sir" rather than "ok Dean"... well that was obviously just the blood loss talking.

#sam winchester #dean winchester #spn #supernatural #sam and dean #wincest fic #wincest drabble #wincest ficlet #samxdean #sam/dean #dom/sub #dom!dean #sub!sam #wincest #mywriting

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michaels-reality · 3 years

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how is it racist? did you actually watch b/na to the end because mentioning a concept of racism and handling it in a certain matter are two different things? The main character starts off as hating the decease and trying to get rid of it to become human again (because yes, in this world the ones who are “different” are the ones who are hated my society) but with time she figures out that no, the whole prejudices aren’t true? that all of them are actually more similar than what ppl say? 1/2

Yes I did watch the anime, beginning to end. I actually did not know anything about B/NA and had only seen clips of the animation and wanted to get into it because of the animation. I was disappointed to see, when I started watching the show, that it is a racism allegory. Because 9 times out of 10 the racism allegory ends up being really dodgy and racist itself.

Let me just start off by saying, having the animals vs humans allegory is racist in itself already. By doing the humans vs animals, you are already comparing POC to animals. And maybe you’re saying “No, Michael! The point is that they’re seen as animals but actually they’re just like us and not animals at all!” but imagine you are a POC and watching this show and the characters you are meant to see yourself in aren’t even human. The concept of racism in this show is already dehumanizing! When you introduce an allegory like this where the oppressed aren’t even humans, it’s dehumanizing! Which is racist!

And even then, the show doesn’t portray the beastmen in a good light anyway. They are described to be aggressive and uncontrollable. Always shown getting into fights and releasing their more beastial form. Like the baseball episode, they’re shown to have everything we have but more violent and aggressive. Like the show is very clearly showing us that beastmen and humans are not the same and are proving the prejudices to be true. And I don’t think it takes much to realize that this is racist! Portraying POC coded characters as more aggressive and unruly is racist! It’s dehumanizing and belittling!

And I have a problem with them giving her a “disease” in the first place. As a mixed kid (black, latine, and asian), I have had problems with accepting every side of me and coming to terms with who I am, especially in an environment where my different cultures weren’t talked about as much as I would hope. There could of been a WAY better way to explain why Michiru was half beastman, like making her mixed. She could’ve come to terms with her heritage and accepted that she was also a beastman and it’s not just something she can take away. But no, they gave her a disease. They made her being part beastman a bad thing. It’s like saying your blackness is some curable thing that could be taken away from you and never to be worried about again. Or your Hispanicness, or your Asianess, etc. It goes back to being dehumanizing. It doesn’t feel like a mixed girl seeing both sides of herself and fighting for the rights of her more opressed side, it feels like a white girl being burdened with dealing with POC and then deciding maybe they do deserve rights because they were nice to her once. The whole thing just REAKS of white savior complex in my opinion.

ALSO B/NA PULLED THE ONE THING YOU NEVER DO WITH RACISM ALLEGORIES (if you do make a racism allegory): GIVE THE OPPRESSED GROUP A REASON TO BE OPPRESSED! LIKE, THE WHOLE REASON PEOPLE ARE AFRAID OF BEASTMEN IS BECAUSE THEY HAVE THIS WHOLE HIDDEN POWER TO GO “FERAL” OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT? ALSO, them switching around who won the war way back when as some sort of plot twist where it was basically saying “oh no! we didn’t force beastmen into oppression for no reason! It was actually all your fault for getting so emotional you almost killed everyone and now we have to protect ourselves from you and put you in a ghetto!” IS NO FUCKING NASTY! SHIT REAKS!!!! Like, when I was watching it I just felt like I was just seeing white men rewrite history all over again.

Other things I had a problem with, the bad guy of the series turning out to also be a beastman. Nasty. Like, all along the villain was also oppressed is 1. Coon like behavior. And 2. Ignores the real problems like the humans that put them all into this tiny ass town. Like why would you promote infighting? That’s so nasty. And speaking of putting them into this tiny ass town, y’all just made reinvented ghettos. Instead of having this is in a world where beastmen and humans live amongst each other and having show the problems that crop up there, you put them in a ghetto! We regressed 20 years! Like it’s promoting this idea that POC and white people can’t live together! Like them being in this tiny ass town is never shown as a bad thing! It’s shown as this town that Michiru grows to love and think is a good town! Which is fucking nasty!!!!! Why did you have this racism allegory and reinvent segregation and then show it as being a good thing! It’s fucking racist! And another thing I don’t even think I have enough information to get into and explain why it’s so bad is the whole Nazuna situation. Like she clearly thinks she’s above beastmen, and she’s also “infected” with the “disease” and serves as a savior and role model to these people is.....ugh. And the whole cult thing..... I don’t think I have enough on all that to completely pick it apart but, its fucking nasty.

TL;DR: B/NA’s racism allegory is dehumanizing, it frames being POC as problem, and has a lot of white savior complex issues.

#asks #long post #racism m #malware-rants

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hookahmancer · 3 years

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Coldsteel: Hot and Cold Part 3

Sonic, Tails, Amy, and Knuckles are playing Mario Party as Amy gets salty saying everyone is targeting her because she's a girl. Sonic is winning and mutters "it's not cause you're A girl, it's cause you're low hanging fruit."

"What are you calling me ugly? Like I'm some rotted apple?"

A familiar crass voice says behind her "he's saying your weak"

Everyone looks and it's Shadow with his arms crossed exacerbated at their activities. Sonic jumps "What are YOU doing here Shadow? You come to fight?!"

"Unlike you, I don't waste my time with low skilled welps. You wouldn't be ready for a REAL danger with all this leisure activity."

Knuckles tells him to chill out and that he should play. Maybe pick Boo the ghost since he's all dark and brooding.

"I just came here to warn you about Coldsteel. He's up to something, I just don't know what." Sonic sits back down and grabs his controller.

"Oh is that all? That guy is even less of a threat than Eggmud..."

Tails interjects while playing still that Coldsteel is a cunning and ruthless guy, and his heart of gold only makes him more of a threat because he has passion and a motive behind his actions making him a superior villain. Sonic just mutters "are you still on that fanboy crap?"

Knuckles coughs and waves his hand. "Shadow put out that minty cigar or whatever you're smoking! It reaks! Shadow?"

Shadow isn't there and the smoke gets thicker where no-one can see what's in front of them. A hedgehog like figure emerges and grabs Amy who screams as the others realize they can't move or speak.

Unbeknownst to the others, her captor is Coldsteel. Who in her paralyzed state he ties to a chair.

"Nothing person-el kiddo. The paralysis should wear off soon... I just didn't want those losers getting in my way."

"What's this all about Coldsteel? Sonic is gonna destroy you when he finds me! Even a DNA test wouldn't be able to recognize you!"

"Oh wow it's already wearing off, that was fast..."

"That's right. I'm A strong, independent woman with an even stronger immune system!"

"Well, this ain't A controlled substance girly... I'll keep ya paralyzed as long as I have too to get what I want."

Amy blushes but pretends to oppose

"Wha...what?! Are you going to have your way with me?! But I'm Sonic's girl! I will scream until your ears bleed as you...ravage me like some sorta primitive Neanderthal!"

"...what?"

"I know a petite, sophisticated, WAY OUT OF YOUR LEAGUE girl like me must be irresistible to your savage instincts but when Sonic finds out you won't be going to normal bad guy jail. You'll be going to hardcore bad guy jail where like, subreddit mods go!"

"Nothing person-el kid, but no. I'm just gonna keep you here until the Stockholm syndrome kicks in."

"Oh...so I'm not good enough for you is that it?! You think I'm ugly too?! Well look at you, Barney the dinosaur looking ass mother fucker!"

Coldsteel has an annoyed bored look on his face and inhales his vape, breathing it over Amy's face to paralyze her again.

Meanwhile when the others come too Sonic goes running around looking for Amy before Knuckles and Tails can even say anything. Knuckles and Tails get in Tail's airplane to scout the skies for Sonic and see the blue blur heading toward Dr. Eggman's lair who is bossing around his robots to adjust this giant golden statue of him while he drinks lemonade and says "no no, over there! Stupid robots..." Sonic tackles Eggman and starts wailing on Eggman.

"Where is she?!" "What are you blathering about hedgehog?!" Sonic continues to pummel Eggman as Tails and Knuckles yell at Sonic to stop from afar. As Tails lands, Knuckles jumps out and pulls Sonic off of a crying and battered Eggman.

"Stop going Christian Bale on him Sonic, we know this had to be Coldsteel's doing!"

"Don't you think I know that?! But Eggturd here is the one pulling the strings!"

A tear of pain rolls down Eggman's swollen black eye as he turns to his side whimpering and pees himself.

"I somehow doubt that..."

As this goes on. Coldsteel is just sitting there glaring at Amy. Amy can talk again and snide remarks "you know... Kidnapping is a pretty serious crime! Those real super villains are just gonna love your Lilac color tone!"

"Well good thing you're not a kid huh?"

"I...you call everyone a...SONIIIIICCCCC"

He gets up furiously "What do you see in that dumb ass anyway?! I'm way cooler than he is!"

"Is that what this is about? Jealously?" "Kinda"

"People like Sonic because he's a kind, caring hedgehog who shows mercy even to those who don't deserve it."

Sonic is punching Eggman again "I know you did it! I know you did it!" Tails crying like the Simpson's meme "stop STOP! HE'S ALREADY DEAD!!!"

"He's also smart. He's like a Sherlock Holmes who can get to the bottom of an unsolvable mystery and have the answers to everything!"

Sonic puts down Eggman and says "Shadow!" Knuckles just mutters "Why would Shadow have warned us about Coldsteel if it was him?"

"And most of all he is selfless! He puts others before his own well being, especially his friends!"

Sonic shrugs and says "Enh, I never liked Amy much anyway..."

Amy glares into Coldsteel's eyes

"YOU are a petty little man who bullies everyone to get your way! You have no friends, and you suck as a villain! You're like..."

"What? Like Eggman?"

"Like Kevin..."

Dramatic music plays and lightning strikes. And Amy whispers

"Nothing person-el kid..." Coldsteel slaps her hard enough where she falls over still tied to the chair.

"Harder daddy!"

"What the fuck is wrong with this girl?"

The heroes are back home playing Mario Party without Amy and Tails sighs.

"It's not the same without Amy..." Sonic bored too responds

"You're right Tails. We need that fourth player... Your thumbs still work right Egghead?"

Sonic poking Eggman's nose with the controller while Eggman is in a full body cast muffling "I hate that hedgehog..."

Coldsteel sets Amy back up and she's still sassing

"Why do you even like me?!"

"I'm asking myself the same question..."

"You don't even know my name!"

"Yeah I do! It's, uhh..."

"You don't even know my name..."

"Sure I do! It's... Daisy?"

"No."

"Annie. Little Annie!" Coldsteel starts singing it's a hard knock life.

"I hate you."

The protagonists still playing and they just lay Eggman's controller on his chest, Knuckles says "maybe we should try harder to find Amy..."

Sonic tapping ferociously "She's fine..."

Coldsteel is in a scary clown mask revving up a chainsaw to her face "LOVE ME YA STUPID CUNT!"

"Learn my name ya stupid garbage person!"

Tails eating some chips "Amy could be in real danger..."

They're boxing and Amy knocks Coldsteel down in one blow reinacting Mohammad Ali's fight "WHAT'S MY NAME?!"

Knuckles goes to take a sip of soda, but stops before it reaches his lips when Shadow says "are you guys just gonna sit around and let this happen?"

Amy is singing Karaoke of Eminem "HI my name is, huh? My name is, who? My name is dikki dikki..." She puts the Mic up to Coldsteel's mouth

"Uhh... Tammy?" She pokes him in the eye with the Mic.

Shadow scolding these bunch of lollygaggers "Coldsteel is doing God knows what to your friend and you guys are just sitting around playing video games!"

Eggman is screaming under his bandages struggling and Shadow strips the mouth part so he can talk. "You fools do not have the faintest idea how serious this whole situation is! What those two are doing together is worse than any evil scheme I could come up with!"

Knuckles snorts "What? Some kind of fetish fanfic?"

"Worse echidna. CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT..."

"Arby. Omg your parents named you Arby's?! I love Arby's! We should get Arby's!"

Amy hits him in the face with her hammer.

"Oh my GOD how can you obsess over me when you won't even learn my name?! You're insufferable! How could anyone stand someone who is an obsessed little worm in a completely one-sided infatuation and tics all the cringe tropes of a gendered stereotype?! I...oh...oh no. I'm everything I hate..."

"Arby's? But the twisty fries..."

"NO NOT ARBY'S YOU MOUTH BREATHER."

Coldsteel's hiding place rumbles as Eggman's grounder robot drills from the bottom and Eggman, Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles jump out.

"Oh cool. Grindr! I remember you from the old animated..."

Eggman yells "Its grounder!"

The grounder robot says "naw naw, he's right... My date is just a block from here. Seeya boss." Grounder digs back down.

Sonic goes up to Amy "it's ok now Amy...you're safe."

"Don't touch me!" "What's gotten into you?!"

Eggman mutters "Coldsteel probably..." Tails, Knuckle, and Coldsteel do the black guys rap battle meme

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=TFdvfrWS7XQ

"What's gotten into me?! I have wasted too many nights pining over an ungrateful, selfish, egotistical toxic masculine man whom barely even notices I exist!"

"Why are we here again? Oh hey Amy..."

Coldsteel walks up and puts his arm around Amy sneering at Sonic

"Heh...nothing person-el kid!"

"And YOU... You are a reminder of why self care and confidence are so important! Did you honestly think if you just kept me here long enough I'd fall in love with you? You still don't know my name! You're like those dudes who send money to egirls but tell your friends you have a girlfriend!"

Eggman yells BETAAAA in the back like Jesse Lee

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=VRq4I1a1iVw

"I'm done with all hedgehogs. I don't wanna see any of you ever again. ESPECIALLY you Sonic!"

Amy just walks out. And Sonic says "geez what a bitch"

Coldsteel remarks "I hate to see her go, but I love to watch her leave..." Knuckles and and Eggman fist bump Coldsteel.

Everyone just decides to go home and Tails walking by Sonic

"So wait...does this mean Coldsteel never had any feelings for me?"

Eggman walks pass Tails "BETAAAA"

#sonicthehodgeheg #fanfic #sonic fan character

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lampd-intheface · 5 years

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sanders sides angels and demons au

why, may you ask? becos i’m writers blocked and this is the only thing my one little neuron is letting me write

warning: mentions of violence?, kind of anti-religion?, super long post

in this world, thomas is sort of kind of a demon hunter?

basically, a demon hunter has the blessing of heaven to hunt demons

thomas isn’t the only demon hunter either. there’s an entire network of demon hunters across the globe but there’s only a small amount of them in total

they’re chosen when something unfortunate in their life happens becos of a demon. for thomas, a very close friend of his was possessed by a demon and it resulted in them dying

each hunter is helped by at least one angel? the angel is basically heaven’s blessing

for thomas, there are three different angels helping him (which isn’t rare but that’s a whole lotta angels)

the three angels are, of course, logan, patton and roman

their names aren’t really logan, patton and roman but they go by that because their real names are strange? and thomas memorizes these names much more easily

patton tries to help the most? he’s very protective of thomas and almost thinks of him as a son

logan helps as much as he can. he’s really good at trapping and planning so he’s around for that but not so much for the physical fights and confrontations

roman is around almost as much as patton. he’s not exactly as smart as logan but he’s creative when it comes to tight situations and he can fend for himself while protecting the people he cares about

ofc, the three of them borrow human vessels all the time. they tend to use the same ones or ones that have the same characteristics

if they don’t, they’ll appear in their angelic forms and like reak havoc??? becos everyone’s eyes are going to get burned at the sight of an angel

nobody wants that

virgil and desmond (deceit) are both fallen angels who’ve basically lost both their wings and their halo

the reason they had fallen was because they fell in love with each other and, in heaven, that’s frowned upon. angels aren’t supposed to have such strong emotions

angels also aren’t allowed to love anyone else but god and humans

logan, roman and patton are also very in love with each other but, unlike virgil and desmond, the three of them keep those feelings to themselves

desmond and virgil, on the other hand, accidentally found out that they both loved each other and the temptation to be together was too much

so, they were cast out

for millenia, they suffered in hell where they were tortured and where their wings and their halo were ripped off

eventually, they managed to escape and basically live inside of their human vessels 24/7, laying low and being gay

insert thomas sanders

from sheer coincidence, demon sightings were reported around the city where virgil and desmond were staying for the time being

(virgil and desmond try to keep moving as much as they can so they usually hop from big city to big city)

basically, in this universe, when a demon uses a lot of their power, their human vessel gets used up

this isn’t a problem for angels’ vessels becos holy energy doesn’t corrode or rot or really damage humans (unless that’s the intention)

also, when a demon gets injured, they can still keep going but, eventually, if they get injured enough, their vessel just falls apart and the demon will have to find a new vessel

virgil and desmond avoid this easily by keeping their use of powers to a minimum and taking care of their vessels

the sightings that thomas heard about report that a lot of dead bodies are turning up with their insides messed up/burned/rotting (a sign that a demon used a lot of their power while inhabiting the vessel)

virgil and desmond kind of want to keep away from alll of that drama but they also feel really bad about all the human casualties (more virgil than desmond)

desmond is sort of very bitter and angry towards humans becos god puts them on such a high pedistal when they’re such flawed beings and god’s love for humans is kind of (indirectly) the reason he and virgil got booted out of heaven

virgil shares the same resentment but his is more centered towards god

either way, it didn’t matter becaos virgil and desmond have no means of leaving the city yet

they may be demons but they don’t have infinite cash

so now they’re stuck in the same city as this Big Time Demon Hunter

desmond: we’re not the demons he’s hunting tho???

virgil: do you really think that will stop him???

that’s basically it for now. i wanna keep this going so i’ll probably write like longer non-bulletted posts abt this au

#sanders sides #virgil sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #roman sanders #thomas sanders #deceit sanders #sympathetic deceit #anxciet #royality #logicality #logince #alternate universe #angel au #mine

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strawberryspeachy · 4 years

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So when i watched death note in high school it made me curious about real japanese police work. I read about it alot and came to the conclusion that their justice system isnt too great.

Im currently upset that a coworker who i took as a friend - not only disliked me all along - but went as far as to lie about me to get me in trouble. That no one cared to hear my side. That i was fired on the spot. That people turned their back on me immediately. That no one cares.

Well. 17 year old me would have said. But of course. In Japan your guilty until proven innocent. That japanese put on a show but dont truely like most people. That they band together and will go out of their way to avoid any kind of conflict. That they care more about a pretty appearance than solving anything. 17 year old me that only heard and read about Japan knew these things. 17 year old me imagined this cool different country that works because theyre proud of this... performance way that they live. And i was amused by it. All i knew was america and european history. I was so hungry for something different. I was so interested in different people.

Then I went to Japan. I got here and it was too similar to manga. How silly, i thought, those a comics - i didnt actually expect the country to be like those comics. And ive never really been able to place what that made me feel but id grown past this bemusement of different “alien like” people. Theyre just people who live in another country i thought. I dont like america and our norms. I know nothing but america but i dont agree with any of our steriotypes. You cant describe me the way most would try to describe a typical american. So why would people from any other country be different. Im sure theres people like the sterotype - but certainly more not at all like that.

And i got here and i watched the smiles on service workers slowly fade when they thought no one was watching. I watched children put trash where it didnt belong thinking no one was watching. I was girls laugh loudly and run around and yell at their boyfriends. I watched drunk college kids hollar and reak havoc in the city. Not robot people, not obedient children, not, quiet and demure girls listening to the men, not studious students worried about their reputation. Just people. The same people i saw back home.

And so i thought. Its the same. Different history. Varrying values. Same old people - judgmental and watching everyone ready to scold them if they deem it necessary.

But that guilty until prooven innocent thing. The fact that the old way of caring about your reputation is still a solid work practice.

These things. Make me feel like... i guess.... to my dissapointment. Maybe america really is more free...

I dont want that to be true. The us is so full of itself. Just like healthcare. I want universal health care to be a good thing and at very least in japan its not really. Its better. Its more affordable. Maybe their problem is just how much they hate drugs and thats what stops real care.

But. Ive always been a cautious person - i just dont want to get in trouble. But ive never thought id be in a situation i couldnt talk my way out of - because i dont do anything super bad. Maybe sometimes ive pressed the limits - but never outside of... like i drank underage. I tried to get into bars i wasnt old enough for. Ive dodged paying for the train fare. Dumb things. Things that the worse that would happen is i gotta pay it somehow or id get scolded. Drinking under age is against us law but its almost never taken too seriously.

But its occurred to me. Yeah. In japan it is guilty until prooven innocent. I really could have gotten in legal trouble for baseless allegations.

And japan is as racist and people say. Theyre friendly and try to talk to you in english and say nice things. And it doesnt seem like racism to a person from the states. Out racist look at you with digust. They wont touch you. They wont talk to you. They dont want to know about you

But here... it takes the form of a racist parent who grew up in the 50s and knows that theyre not supposed to be racist but still is.

Theyre welcoming and friendly to your face but talk shit behind your back. They ask a bunch of questions like (in america “where are you really from”) they refuse to accept you might actually belong. They constantly want to assert how different you are so instesd of telling you that your different - they ask questions or explain what theyre doing. And if you say ‘yes we also do this’ they react with disbeleif - what? No! You couldnt possibly get this - this is our thing and you are not us! And they constantly ask if you miss your home. Assume that you’re uncomfortable because they are. Also also. Instred of not wanting to touch you here - theyre much more willing to push you out of the way

Theres many mixed race kids here now though. I assume theyll have to do the same thing that happened in America. I havent met any mixed race adults but ive met plenty of white dads.... all trying super hard to assimilate to the point that they walk around talking like robots. Swearing that everything japan is great and they dont miss their home cointries at all. Pretty similar to the immigrants of america from when my mom was a kid.

So i still think at least for japan. Theyre way more similar to the west than they think they are. But these restricting regulations that they live by... really does make the country seem not as free as id ignorantly beleived it was.

It surprised me because their rules are so much like the way my great grandmother talked about stuff. And while were supposed to care... we just dont in the states. Respect your employer? Sure we say we do to their face but talk shit with coworkers. Worry about your reputation? Eh think im a bitch i dont give a fuck whatcha gonna do about it? Nothing thats right. Dont like another person? No one cares. Like that person or dont - it doesnt change anyone elses relationship with them. Make a mistake? Well if your boss fires you - everyone already probably thinks their an asshole cause generally mistakes are just met with some form of dickwaving belittlement. Pretty sure most of us get mad everytime we hear a story about someone getting fired because they posted a picture of them in a bikiki or having fun - most of this generation agrees thats dumb and has to change.

I feel more like an american now than ever. Americans are reluctant to change im told. Yes. I suppose we are. We might not know the rest of the worlds history but we kinda know our own. And as much as ive alwags agreed with the sentiment that cultures are different and thats just the way they want to be.... we used to be these ways but decided it was restrictive and controlling and mentally abusive and fought it...

Ive been reading more about the work culture in japan to figure out how he fuck this went so wrong. Apparently when young japanese people enter the work force, they cant even have friends as distractions outside of work because their boss will move them away from home.

Ive already read that japanese think suffering is good and seniority and witness first hand their preoccupation of appearing busy over actually being productive. Its just this constant performance.

Perhaps i did stress him out to the point of physical pain. I remember having a massive meltdown where i shook and it felt like my brain was melting after i tried so hard to be a good nice person. I did whag people apparently like. I changed myself to just agree with people and be positive and assume the best in everyone. Then my “friend” told me that i was a bad friend because i asked them if they would people drive their friends home so i could to sleep at 4am. And the two things just didnt click. I didnt go to sleep that night. I sat at my desk shaking for the next 5 hours and having flashbacks.

Im talkative. I talk as much as i do here in real life. And i have alot of questions. I talked to him a lot. Made him look not busy. I know he liked talking to me. I know he did. Thats why i got confortable talking more. He was always surprised when i asked him questions about himself but once he started answering he kept talking. Yeah. Its nice to have someone ask you what your thoughts are on topics. What your experiences have been. Did you like those things or not. I know japan it a group think culture - i guess they get there by really draining out ANY idea of individualality. He told me hed never been asked what he likes about himself. In the us were asked that constantly from elementary school “what do you like about yourself. What do you like about your friend. What makes you different?”

It kinda baffles me... questions and thoughts like these are so common in anime.... and obviously anime is popular in japan. Obviously obviously. Im confused how theyre watching these programs often with such deep meanings.... and not taking anything away from them. In the states our tv programs are always being restricted and stuff because they might give us “bad ideas” but they aren’t restricted here and yet... it seems no one takes anything from them

When i visited japan in 2013 i saw a teenage girl in huge heels lose her balance and stomp on a middle aged womans foot. That woman had already been standing like her feet were in pain and she made a face of being in so much pain. The girl rudely didn’t apologize and the older woman said nothing. She smiled through her pain...

And i also complained to my coworker. Not full on complaining. The small ones you make at work when youre not sure of the extent you can go to. At first he held off like the other teachers. But. Then. He started complaining back. It got to me not needing to be the one say an annoyance first. Like i asked how his meeting was. Other people i worked with might leave it ah it was a bit slow but necessary. And he started that way. But instead he started responding to me a succession of statements the slowly crept more toward his real feelings. ‘It was good... we didnt do much... or anything, i just sat and listened and took notes. we dont learn anything, it takes up a lot of time but we have to go. I dont like those meetings. I dont know their pupose... but were told to go so we must’

Whatever. Im just gonna keep rambling and complaining about this cause it sucks and is awful. Contracted woth my company i wasnt allowed to publically critisize japan. I imagine thats why you dont often find many things on the internet complaining. You will literally be unemployable if your name is attached to critisisms of this country.

Where as everyone can come to the states and tell us to our faces how much we suck and how much cooler their countries are. And generally the younger general is just kinda like - ‘you right’ people write articles all the time shit talking the states and we just go ‘ya we deserve that’ we do. Im not saying dont do that... but like... maybe just maybe. Were doing the good thing where were like

Haha call us fat! We are fat. We love us some mcdonalds. Hm.... why though. Actually we need to fix that. Why are people eating so unhealthy? What is the underlying cause of this problem? Lets try to work on that - and then we fight amoungst ourselves.

I like that... i like thay thing we do

In the states you might not want to become a ‘whistleblower’ and in some industrys you might get black listed for something dumb. But at least we talk about it and agree its a problem. In japan no one wants to even admit they have problems.

Know what else i told him. I talked about how were overworked in the states. That our work culture has gotten too similar to japans and we hate it. No one working 80 hour weeks thinks that they should have to do that. Of course i didnt go about it that way. I told him that my friends back home work 80 hour weeks and its unhealthy. That i cant work that much and refuse to. He i imagine counted how many hours he works and laughed and i said - oh haha yea i guess you also work that much. And he looked so much like he wanted to cry about it in the same way my friends back home. But said its natural in japan and that hes gotten used to it. But he definitely didnt mean it as he said it. I told him my friends say that as well. That i think theyre workaholics and i personally cant do it. That when work calls them they always pick up the phone even when they dont want to. But i dont do that. When my job called me as a server id ignore it and call them back later when it was too late for me to be asked to come in and ask them what they wanted.

Maybe to him my stories felt like when i read about students in europe being allowed to not go to school without reprucussions. It made HAVING to go to school evem more annoying. Why cant we choose to take breaks? I heard that place doesnt have homework - meanwhile im given at least 6 hours work a night! Not everyone has to do this? Other places learn things for fun?? They dont have to keep up with standardized exams that dont account for different teachers and school districts?? A 50% in that country isnt a failing grade???

Those were already shitty things but to read about them not bein universal did make having to endure it more upsetting.

Doesnt change that im stoll upset with him for not saying anything to me. Doesnt change that im mad that he made stuff up.

Really me rambling on about this doesnt change my presepective on any of it. Im just bitching

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technicallyoneofakind · 5 years

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7, 8, 9!

7. Did you ever create your own animal species?

Once! I created a race of aliens called Eterraxes! They reproduced through genetic cloning- their entire genetic code encased in a crystal on their chests that could be scanned by a hibernation pod, which looks like an egg, through a specific setting. They also had little floating bronze panel things that acted kind of like tablets and could be used to access and even hack into things if they needed to.

Some were bred for specific purposes and you could usually tell based on how thay looked and the panel they had on their backs. An off set more suited to the wild or bed for things like swift information relay or combat tends to have a thinner, lighter build meant for speed primarily. The higher ups had silver (or a similar metal thereof) on the blades of their arms and wrists, and near their ankles, and their panel usually had more advanced features and corresponded in metal type. The emperor/emperress class had golden like blades and panels and their skin tended to be sleeker and their tails were generally more flexible than any bronze bladed underling.

These creatues had four fingers which could operate similar to human hands, only they had enlarged pads that could essentially irradiate food- thanks to the gem in their chests- to the point of turning into dust that would be absorbed almost immediately. They actually have no nose or mouth, their weird shaped antennae on their heads used mostly in between two of their own race to send intended public thoughts and recieve them- but with some tweaking of code and a little learning, they can send these signals to humans who interpret them in their own language. They actually have ear like structures that are pretty much olefactory, gills/breathing aparatus, and ears all rolled into one. They kind of slope down the side of their head and open up at the bottom.

The only animal from their home planet I created was a furry dragon with that same kind of crystal in it’s chest. Eterrax is just their species name assigned by humans. Their planet, according to mysterious sources, but known by humans, is the planet of Plinque (Plink).

Here are some designs I made back in high school!

Concepts. Very rough concepts. I forgot about the side and tale spines. It’s been years since I looked at these concept drawings. Haha. And the Eterrax dragon and swft types seem to be missing from my files. I had to look at my old art and it made me uncomfortable, but I wanted you to have a visual of this random alien race I made.

8. do you ever hurt your Ocs?

*inward hiss* *deep exhale* I direct you to Lynnea who had to literally cut off her own arm so she could replace it with a prosthetic. I direct you to Abbie who’s dad died and is constantly in a state of never knowing if she’ll be enough. Then there’s Gemini, who, in her world, has been thrown into so many tactical missions, tortured on those missions, and even has PTSD from the hell she has lived as a veteran (okay, that one, I partially blame my brother because he loves to throw her into some messed up shite during our rp). There’s Gemini’s dad, Lord Grim, who lost his parents when he was six, grew up in a military based society, and during his training, was often subjected to torture desensitization training which did involve a fair amount of torture itself. There’s Eldon, who nearly died and nearly lost the will to live because people had ostricized him so badly (in his mind, anyway). And my personal childhood favorite, Arrin, who, after all this time, has lived through millenia weilding a giant sword with the soul of his dead wife trapped inside, lost his entire left side of his body so half of his body is a machine/computer (he has artificial organs attached to real ones- don’t ask how. He was thought up before I knew anything about the human body), holds the balance of the world in place as the Lugia from Pokemon the Movie 2000 (Because of course), and even considered the runt of the family... Also he has a Marrowak named Maricia.

9. what ocs fear is the most interesting to you???

I actually don’t think about their fears that often... I bhave to say it’s a tie between Lord Grim, Gemini, and Abbie.

Lord Grim is constantly in fear of losing his daughter and his wife. He’s consistently afraid of his home being destroyed by a much larger threat. The world they live in is very hectic- intensely consumed in a fleet on fleet battle over the fate of the world. (This reality is set in something similar to th anime Gargantia: The Verdant Planet where the whole world is nothing but sea and various interconnected ships are entire countries/civilizations. It’s a good show, by the way, only one season but so worth it!)

Gemini is scared of being weak- unable to fight foes in a live or die situation. She mostly also fears humanoid robots. While, it is true that one of her kids are mostly robotic (the brain being the only thing that could be saved at birth), she specifically fears the ones that are completely machines. This comes from a mission where the robots, also humanoid, were amassing and swarming like insects, reaking havoc on the entire fleet. There were millions of them- just killing and destroying entire buildings.

Abbie’s fear, and I’ve tackled this before in another ask, is the fear of not being enough to fill the role left behind by her father, filling the role of empress/Gascon’s right hand advisor, and just generally being a good enough partner for Gascon. She fears self innadequecy. While she does sometimes bring this up, she tends to use it to push herslef to do better- sometimes a bit too far.

Thanks! Sorry I rambled so much!

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lazymilkshakecolor · 6 years

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Inheritance

Chapter 3: the test

''Two of them are fans of yours.''

'’Two of many.''

''Cocky much?''

''Maybe, must be from hanging out with you so much.''

''Probably.''

Sarada and Boruto were having dinner at the local burger joint, Boruto's favorite place to eat when he asked about Sarada's new team.

''Tell me more about my new fans.'' He said cockily.

''Well they are just like you, hyperactive dumbasses.''

''OI! That's mean Dattebaseh!''

''That's what you get for being cocky.'' She said, moving her eyes from her burger to his face, that formed his version of the puppy dog face.

''But they're smart and talented like you too.''

''That's more like it.'' He said as he put his salad on her plate, a gesture she appreciated.

''But in all seriousness, I think they could have a bright future ahead of them, they are all very talented, and they all have big aspirations for the future.''

''Bigger than hokage?''

''Not that big, but Hotaru wants to police force captain, Hana wants to be the best medic and Aki wants to be an anbu captain.''

''Ahh well then train him well in that case, I'm going to be in charge of admissions by the time he's eligible.''

''Well, he's the calmest and most focused of the three, but I'm worried about him.''

A somber note took over their talk as Boruto extended his hand towards her shoulder, lightly squeezing it.

''How's he taking Captain's death?''

''It doesn't seem he's taking it well, he was much more carefree before his father died.''

''So is he an orphan now?''

''No he isn't, Shu-san left a will saying that his step mom, Takira, is his care-taker, but he never liked her, which is weird since she's been doing everything to make him accept her in the family before his dad died.''

''I see,'' he thought for a moment before speaking again, '' You are able to relate to him aren't you?''

''I am.''

She would never forget the seventh's words, words he said to her when she was eleven, words she still carried in her heart.

''He doesn't seem to recognize that what Takira feels for him is the real thing, a thing that can't be broken with something as trivial as biological ties.''

''You'll get to him soon enough, as for the girl, she wants to be a medic, and you're trained in medical ninjutsu so that makes you suitable to train her.''

''It does, and if she's talented enough, mama has been looking for a new apprentice.''

''And then there's the boy with the bad attitude…''

Sarada giggled at Boruto's obvious annoyance of the boy.

During the time jonin instructors had to come observe the future genin in the academy, Boruto filed in instead of her, there Hotaru was seen by Boruto picking on a younger student, and of course, Boruto intervened, which resulted in him being called pineapple head.

''His attitude is a lot better now if that helps.''

''It better be.'' He growled as he took a bite from his burger.

''So what are you doing tomorrow after the test?''

''If they pass, I'm treating them to ramen.''

Boruto made a disgusted face.

''Which is better than burgers by the way, if they don't I'm heading to the hokage's office to inform him of their situation.''

''I see, what's the test? Is it the bell test?''

''No.''

''What is it then?'' he said, getting up and grabbing Sarada's hand to pull her up, then they got out of the restaurant and headed towards her apartment.

''You'll know tomorrow.''

''Don't be a tease Sarada-chan.'' He said in the cute sing song voice he used whenever he wanted something from Sarada.

''Ohh stop it you big baby.'' She said, lightly punching his arm, before interlocking her hand with his, pulling him towards her apartment.

''Wait, hold up!''

''Come on, don't you want to see what a tease I can be when I'm trying.'' She said, looking backward to see his face turn red, much like she suspected hers is.

''You're late!'' the twins screamed at their sensei, who arrived half an hour late.

''Yeah yeah, I was busy last night so I didn't get enough sleep.''

''We were busy too, that's no excuse,'' Hotaru said, obviously annoyed at being woken up at 5 in the morning and his sensei being late.

''Well I was busy doing…'' Boruto, a dirty voice in her head said,'' something that doesn't concern you, now the test.''

The three genin gave her a deadpan expression.

''It's quite simple, you just have to defeat me and get this kunai.'' She said, removing her jacket and throwing it aside on a tree branch., while attaching the old kunai to her hip.

''What's so special about the Kunai?''

''It belongs to Boruto Uzumaki, a kunai he used to beat one of his worst opponents ever.

''Wow.'' The twins exclaimed, but Aki seemed a lot less impressed.

Little did they know that it was the kunai he used yesterday to rip off her bindings.

''You mean one on one matches?'' Hotaru asked.

''No, all three of you against me, no rules, and I'd advise you to go all out.''

''But that's not fair, we might hurt you.'' Hana said.

''You're right it isn't fair, but I'm not the one you should be worried about.''

The three genin gulped, but they quickly regained their composure as they pulled kunai from their holsters.

''Alright then begin.'' She said, not moving an inch from her place.

The twins quickly disappeared, leaving Akihiko alone against Sarada.

''What is that idiot doing?!'' Hotaru hissed to his sister in their hiding place, Hana stared at him, a sad expression on her face, she's been meaning to talk to her brother about Aki, about what she heard happened to his dad to her brother so he can take it easy on him.

''Did Takira set you up to this?'' Akihiko asked, glaring at his possible future sensei.

''Do you think your mother would do this?''

''She isn't my mother.''

''And why is that?''

''Cause she's just a women who fell in love with dad when my real mother died.''

''It's been three years since they've been married Aki, you should grow up already, don't you think?''

Her words were harsh, and she didn't realize how harsh they were until they escaped from her mouth, but she didn't regret them, and she wasn't going to sugar coat her words just because he's the son of a dear friend.

At her words, Aki withdrew his kunai and charged at her, she didn't withdraw a kunai as he expected, she instead caught the hand that held the Kunai and tore it from his hand, he raised his leg to kick her but she dodged, and then they engaged in a taijutsu battle with Aki attacking and Sarada dodging every one of his moves.

''Earth style: Earth pillar.'' He said as he summoned a rock pillar from underneath them, but it didn't even rise up until Sarada crushed it with her foot.

Hotaru and Hana gaped.

''Did she just reak a rock with her foot.'' Hotaru murmured.

''I guess that's the legendary powers passed on from the fifth hokage.'' His sister replied, amazed at seeing the technique she dreamt of learning.

''Nice move Aki, but maybe concentrate more of your chakra on the rock, it was kinda loose.''

The boy stood still, taking a breath and looking at the women up and down, as much as he hated to admit it Takira was right about her.

''Sarada's your sensei? And she's giving you guys a test tomorrow? You better watch out, she wasn't the top anbu troop captain for nothing.''

He knew she was Anbu, but he didn't know that she held that high of a position in the Anbu corps, the position right behind his Father, who was the leader of the troop captains, the second in command of Anbu, while Takira was his subordinate in the position after Sarada was promoted to take her position.

''Here's an advice kid, go find your friends, cause there is no way you're going to get the kunai alone, I even doubt you're going to get it all together.

''Then why did you do this test? Do you want us to fail?''

''Well, while it's true I'm not very happy at being a team sensei, but rest assured I would never commit that type of injustice towards you guys, and besides, if you fail this test you'll just have another sensei assigned.''

She marched closer to the boy until she was right in front of him.

''Your father was one of the strongest and wisest men I ever knew and Takira-san is a women that helped me through a very difficult stage in my life, and maybe that's why I feel like I won't like it if you guys failed.''

Akihiko took a step back from her.

''That's why, I'm going to let you go now without a fight, but next time you won't be so lucky, now go find your teammates.''

Aki ran as fast as he could from the women who he knew would never truly hurt him but who has terrified him more than all of the people who have targeted him before.

''Psst Akihiko.'' He heard Hana call out from the bush next to him, he jumped into it.

''Good you're here, we have to launch a surprise attack from the bushes-''

''It won't work, that women was third in command in Anbu a year ago, something like that won't work.''

''How do you even know that?'' Hotaru asked.

''I just know okay, we have to come up with a more creative strategy.''

''No, we have to find out what the point of this test is first, it can't be just to test us.''

''It's probably to test our teamwork.'' Aki said, '' since she repeatedly told me to go join you guys.''

''That's true.''

Then the two boys looked at Hana who nodded despite not being entirely convinced.

''Okay then here's a plan, how about Hana and I distract her, and Aki, you would sneak up on her and retrieve the Kunai.'' Hatoru suggested.

Hana and Akihiko both agreed.

Five minutes later they launched their attack.

Hotaru's and Hana's movements were in sync, which was hard to accomplish even if they were twins.

''Wind style: wind blast.'' Hana said, before she blew a burst of air towards Sarada at the same time Hotaru blew a fireball towards her.

Sarada smirked as she jumped, noticing that Aki was waiting for her to jump, so she caught him and threw him down but not towards the fire.

Takira would kill me if I give him burn injuries, she thought as she landed close to Hana and engaged her in a taijustu battle, this time she was attacking, trying to gauge her defense and dodging abilities.

''You should improve your dodging if you want to become a medic nin.'' She remarked, not giving Hana a chance to react as she kicked her into a tree.

''Hana!'' her brother screamed before he launched himself towards her, Aki reluctantly followed.

''That's round one, there's one round left and this time I'm on the attack too.''

It seemed to her that it was time to put the real test into motion.

''You have ten minutes to recuperate.'' Sarada said before she disappeared.

Hana tried to stand up, but Aki pushed her down.

''Sit and rest, we have ten minutes until the second round begins.''

''But-''

''Hana your arms…'' Hotaru said, noticing the blue and red bruises forming on her arms.

''Yeah that was because of the hits I blocked.''

''wow, she can really pack a punch.'' Hotaru remarked, pulling a water bottle from his holster and handing it to his sister.

''My…'' Aki hesitated for a second before continuing, '' step mother told me that she could break an entire training field with her finger''

''You have a step mother?'' Hotaru asked, completely missing the point.

Hana sensing that the black haired boy wasn't comfortable changed the subject.

''I heard she also has a special type of sharingan, that possesses abilities even Sasuke Uchiha's rinnegan doesn't have.''

''Well, then we're in deep shit.'' Hotaru remarked.

''Tell me about it.'' Aki said, Hotaru turned to him, surprised he agreed with him on something.

''You know, you're a pretty cool guy for jerk standards.'' He said, extending his hand towards Akihiko in a fist bump, an obvious sign of peace.

Aki's hand met hotaru's.

Aki pulled away to notice Hana smiling at him, which made him blush and turn away.

''Now, we have to think of another plan, she's going on the offense this time, so there isn't much we could do.''

''Then we just have to have each other's backs in this one.'' Hana said standing up.

''I agree.''

''Well then, whatever it takes we have to beat her, do you know how cool it would be to have a future hokage as our sensei?!'' Hotaru said, his two teammates looked at each other for a second before nodding their heads.

It was decided then they were going to win this.

#Sarada uchiha #inheritance #chapter 3 #boruto uzumkai #fanfiction #fanfic #borusara

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lilmajorshawty · 7 years

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The zodiac signs and their time periods.

So I’ve noticed that the zodiac signs and planets give of the energy of particular eras that have passed in our history. And I’ve noticed this to be the case with people whom have a heavy dominance in a specific sign/heavy aspects to that particular planet and their personal planets/house stellium and so on. And strangely enough these people not only exhibit traits of that people presented in that particular sequence in time but they resonate with those from that particular timeline..

⚔️⛓⚙️For starters Aries/Martian doms/1st house stellium/and heavily aspected mars: these guys and gals are the instinctual’s. They exhibit traits of mans earlier descents on the planet. Eras ruled by body movement and more physical means of expression resonate with them. Aries is the time of the Spartans I wouldn’t tie them in with peaceful Rome. They are the world wars. They are the mogul conquest. They are the napoleonic wars and the birth of martial arts. Many with these placements exude a war in their nature. You smell the battle from them. Their steps. Their struts. You feel their anger and their devotion. Many with these placements are seen as intimidating and awe inspiring for this reason because they come from a time of conflict fought not for the sake of others but for the sake of ones on name on the battlefield. These individuals represent mans will and mans Nature for battle. We as man live for war it’s in our make up our DNA. Male or female we live to prove ourselves out here in this huge galaxy. This vast universe. We seek to be someone in the center of it all. These natives are mans “ego” mans desire to conquer and mans desire to succeed.

🕌🏵Taurus/Venus doms(internalized)/heavily aspected Venus/2nd house stellium: these individuals come from periods that dealt with security and ones pleasures and self worth. eras full of banquets and lavish meals laid out. Times of the senses and aphrodisiacs. Perfumes. Suede dresses. Soft supple skin.Rough worn out hands. Luxuries and money as a means of barter. Revolutions over liquor a time of sex for pleasure and happiness. This reminds me of the peaceful roman era. Around the time of eroticism amongst women and men;women and women; men and men. It was a time to do what felt good on you. What catered to you wants and desires. A time of romance but romance for pleasure never with an intention of something “deep” stringless passion and late nights. Sloth and greed. Gods that controlled nature Athena, Zeus, Aphrodite. Over sexualized gods and loose interpretations of consent out of desire. Things loved slow during this time. Things were stable and predictable. Tantric even. So often those whom are heavily Tauren exude a natural earthiness. A naturally sexually alluring presence both calming and illuminating. Many that I’ve met just have the ability to remind you of the “body” when you’re in their presence. Of course not saying their purely sexual objects;not at all but they exude a very “sensual” nature placing emphasis on ones senses. Similarly to early roman times a time where sensualist ran rampant. These natives are mans need for intimacy and touch. Mans need for stability and pace. These individuals soothe the masses and open the world to the idea of romance. The idea of chivalry. The idea of pleasure. In every way shape or form this is mans desire for “touch”.

📺💡📡Gemini/mercury doms(externalized)/heavily aspected mercury/3rd house stellium: many here come from eras of knowledge. Unlike their opposite these people come from times of “tactics” times of communication. The “buzz buzz” of the world and early exploration. To me this screams the era of voyages. Christopher Columbus. Ponce de Leon. Neil Armstrong. John smith(I hate him), Marco Polo and so on. These men were driven by their curiosity often at the expense of others but none the less their findings expanded the knowledge for the rest of the world. Free flows in communication.information like this is what screams Gemini. The era of the paparazzi the bloggers and the vlogs. The media apps and teaching of knowledges. People who are dominate in this energy exude a curious and dubious nature a insatiable lust for knowledge and learning what they can. They reak of eagerness that’s been exhibited from their past eras. They always seem to be on to the next voyage seemingly getting tired of it once they’ve gotten there flying endlessly on to the next. They crave the uncertainty the promiscuity of man. They see this life and every life as an escapade and one their so gluttonous to witness. They represent mans versatility and mans duality. They are snakes and they are eagles. They travel with their minds to a place many would never venture. The mind of man.

🌑🌌Cancer/moon dominate/4th house stellium/heavily aspected moon: here we have the mothers. The willful and the emotionally driven. This is an era of the single mothers. The women led suffrage movements. These are the battles for equality amongst women. This is the era of the house wife. The foundation. The role player and the children bearer. Mr and Mrs vanilla. This is your early to late 1800s and 1920s and ironically enough this is besides the above mentioned dates this is an era that’s been constantly existent. Women have always been subjugated and treated as less then equal to men. Only recently have they begun to have their voices heard and reached beyond their cries. People dominate in this exude a strong willed nature and a tenacious one at that. They are the caregiver and the mother be it male or female. They are the protectors and the foundation behind the scenes. Many describe cancer doms as emotionally handicapped I beg to differ. Women in these eras exhibited strength beyond anything one could grasp. These natives are heavy tides rustling to and fro. They’re emotional frequencies sent like a radio antenna to mankind. They nurture us from the skies and the land eroding the walls the separate us with a simple glance or a simple loving hand. They know humanity. They’ve grown familiar..They worked the jobs none could do, they slaved and fought seeking no type of validation or crowd they worked endlessly serving as both the emotional bridge and leading force for the world in its weakest moments. So many exude a defensive and survivor attitude even when the situation doesn’t call for it. They are driven by emotions as they’ve always have but make no mistake their emotions aren’t their weakness it’s their greatest source of strength.these natives represent mans need to nurture and be nurtured. Mans nature to emotionally connect and form a family.

☀️👑Ah Leo/sun dominate/5th house stellium/heavy sun aspects: this is the era of Shakespeare. This is the time of flourishing arts and poets. The time of song and Dance. The time of distain towards mediocrity and a time of flamboyance and passion. End all be alls and ultimatums.

This is your Elizabethan era full of wonderful literature..poetic theatre…enigmatic song and dance! The golden age. A time of exploration and the search for ones own place in the grand theatre of life. These people radiate that need that inner fuel-the inner star quality to be something more;something worthy of an audience. This is your period of Classical Greek art! Sculptures in the likeness of man and its immense beauty. Bodies in their natural shadings and tones the vast array of humanity and its many divine origins.A time to worship the features of one another a time to see the beauty in ones self and in others. A meeting of egos and a meeting of suns. The renaissance in its early years speaks to the Leo dominate and sun dominate energy; as times of self realization and artistic expression both physically and on a solar plane. These people carry humanity’s will on their backs the powerful expression of mans unlimited reservoir of talent. The sin of pride is all to real here and these folks carry it in their blood but on a bigger scale these natives represent times of religious expression and the search for what god is to them. The difference here is they seek to be their own definitive destiny their pride is what caused them to fall from grace after all. But in my eyes god wasn’t punishing those with pride by banishing them..he was giving the world the gift of unwavering will/passion and drama disguised as what we look upon tenderly to be our sun. Which is exactly what these individuals are the personification of. ❄️🌳For Virgo/mercury dom(internalized)/Chiron dominate/heavily aspected mercury or Chiron/6th house stellium: these folks come from eras of service and loss. These natives know the depths of what true dedication entails and have a even deeper ingrained sense of loss embedded in their Psyche. “Nothing is free, nothing is stable without sacrifice” this is our 5th-15th century. Our medieval periods a time of service to our kings and undying loyalty to causes not our Own. Faith based on sacrifice. This was the fall of the Roman Empire a time of the focus on ones self to a massive shift into more politically and plot based form of cold decision making; Intermarriages to get ahead. Strategic invasions for territory. Forced marriages and conditional and situational moments of peace and war. Things were palpable and visible. It was a time to think with the mind not with the heart but with ones morals and duties to their nation and their people. The separation between the peasants and the nobles. Those forced to grovel and those who were granted a finer hand. Fast forward slightly in time and even backwards and these are the eras of world wars and our Indian blood trails not only representing the loss of an ideal but the sacrifice necessary for the survival of those we hold dear at the cost of our own physical bodies. These people have an aura of hubris and humility. They don’t believe in superiority nor do they believe in those incapable of getting by in this life. These folks feel heavy and exude a lingering sadness in their actions. Every gesture, every hug, every longing stare and misplaced word, every unspoken truth and promise means so much to them as they represent mans forgiveness and mans sacrifice. They are the maidens(young lady of noble birth) and damoiseau(young and gentle men not yet knights)of the eras and carry humanity and all of its innocence and youth upon their shoulders. Mans unknowing and ignorance. Man physical death and mans physical sacrifice.They are the personification of mans desire to protect one another and for that reason remain above the fray and are elevated in both mental aspects and physical aspects of living. They are calculated and they are realistic for them the world is full of give and take and they don’t have time to live in a fantasy realm. The colder side of mercury is their personification. And Chirons luminous gaze is their bible. 🤝👘Libra/Venus dom(externalized)/heavily aspected Juno/heavily aspected Venus/7th house stellium: ah here we have the Shakespearean era! The early bird romantics and the symbolic undertones of the consequences of our actions. At this time much like for Leo doms and sun doms this is during the Elizabethan era a time of political stability and peace. A time of relative social and cultural ease. Art and theatre were rampant. The audience was connected and erotic. There was a heavy inclination of love being in the air at this time. But these individuals don’t just come from eras of ease and in fact come from times of the greatest choices being made. Times of consequence and times of weighing the scales. These are times of democracy and political groups Our republicans and those who seek their own piece of order and contempt. Times of government and the calls no one could dare to make. A time of intended diplomacy and punishment. Eras of judgement in the sake of peace. This nature has been present in man from the beginning of time and hasn’t been tied to one particular era. Humans have always sought after a sense of fulfillment-we’ve always sought after our form of peace and through our lifetimes these pursuits have had consequences be it death or the fall of an entire empire based on an ideology. These natives carry the scales of justice and punishment on their backs. They understand the black and white of the world-but they prefer a life lived in the grey a life of ease and serenity. A life without choices or repercussion but be it as it may they know better then anyone a world without the difference is a Land draped in chaos and confusion. They radiate an old energy one that connects the world through bonds and interactions of the most intimate in nature. They represent the yin and yang nature colored in the blind spots of human nature. They exude understanding and compassion they are mans need to connect and mans need to relate. 🥀🦅Scorpio/Pluto dom/Lilith dom/Eros dom/hades dom/8th house stellium: these natives come from the beginning. They are the earliest memories in history. The earliest sensations..the earliest instincts..mans earliest fears and mans earliest desires and wants. Mans emotional conflicts and mans decent into madness. Times of betrayal and uncertainty and times of mans shadow brought to the world of the living. Biblical battles between light and shadow. Religious scriptures and religion. Crosses and steaks. The occult and complete surrender. This is the era of hitler and his hatred and wrath taking human form. This is our asylums and electroshock therapy and lobotomy(the killing of our selves and whom we once were)The bubonic plague and the Chinese famine. And our era of Dracula. This is our outcome of the world wars and all the deaths left in its wake. These individuals carry an almost astronomical energy in them. These events were some of the most devastating moments in our history some almost completely extermination humans as we knew it. But we “survived” we “evolved” we “transformed” these individuals carry the apocalypse upon their shoulders and ooze the energy of the realm of death itself. But it never succeeds it never engulfs them;they engulf the darkness that follows them they becomes a beacon of light amongst the darkness. The angels wondering in the dark providing light for the lost. These individuals are intimidating they’re are powerful and they represent mans will to survive and are the manifestation of mans wrath. A sin rivaling even that of pride. 🌸🕊Sagittarius/Jupiter dom/heavy Jupiter aspects/9th house stellium: this is our early 1960s and late 1970s A time of social upheaval and the search for freedom. The rejection of societies establishments. A time of connecting through frequencies and vibrations rather then through societal personas. A time of experimentation and inner spiritual freedom and travel. Gypsies and nomads. Guitars and long hair. Weed and “losing touch” LSD and ken Kesey/merry pranksters. A time to focus on the smaller facets of life and to connect with the world. A time to disconnect from preconceived notions and to feel alive and to enjoy the lost nature. Philosophy and ideals. A time to make love instead of war. Touching bodies and a flash of color. Hues of green and violet. Conspiracy theories and a disdain of control and our government. These natives exude the free and rebellious nature of man. Mans need to decode..mans need to see beneath the curtain and mans need and hunger for knowledge.. deep soul wrenching knowledge.. they carry mans dissociation and mans most elevated higher mind.. the third eye. These folks are hard to hold down and hard to catch always moving forward on to the next movement..on to the next mental escapade and the next spiritual calling. Love is transcendent and something freeing. They represent mans need for freedom. 🌍🍁Capricorn/Saturn dom(externalized)/Saturn heavily aspected/10th house stellium: these folks are the eras of structure and restriction. Times of images and the fall of them. These are our cold wars and our water gate and teapot don scandals. Our shady political deals and scripted governmental scripts. This is our threatened security and our loss of comfort;Such as 9/11(rest in peace angels) which would forever change standings with the u.s and the Middle East along with bringing forth issues between immigrants and race once more.This is our mongol conquest which ravaged Chinese culture introducing an entirely foreign intruder one they had no means or understanding of and lost over 30,000,000 lives in their wake. And lastly a more peaceful form of this being the napoleonic wars ending with the fall of the French and an implementing of the napoleonic code which basically led to a much fairer use of the law amongst other countries and led to Close to 40 years of peace in Europe. Expanding trade and beginning the Industrial Age. Ended European monarchies that existed at the time and was the last known battle between Europe and France leading up to them becoming allies; all of these scenarios showcase themes of the loss of a perceived stability a perceived “foundation” for the sake of creating a new “foundation"These individuals exude structure and wisdom they’re old souls who have lived to see the rise and fall of the human lineage.they don’t cling to the more superficial and trivial aspects of man. They’re souls don’t thrive in a world lacking truth and the un-palpable. They seek a realism and have no time to waste in those unwilling to face it. Their is a stark depth to these natives and a heavy soul built on both honesty and integrity. These folks are the personification of the hardships of man. They are what man seeks to escape from-what man has a hard time facing. They are the reality we must come to stand in before all else.. they are fate and they are time. 🚉🛬🛰Aquarius/Uranus dom/Saturn dom(internalized)/Uranus heavily aspected/11th house stellium: to put it simply these natives are from a future yet to come. They are the revolutions and the rebellions! They are the individualism and the sparks and bolts. They are the abrupt and the unforeseen. They are the divine eye glaring through the thin film. The photographers and the space voyages and the universe in its uncharted glory. The black holes and the space race. These folks are the era of electronics and robotics. Automobiles and advancement. They are the prosthetic limbs and the Teslas. Cloning and the 3D printer. They are hardware and interfacing. The Haitian revolution-the slave revolt ending with nearly 4,000 whites killed as revenge for vile treatment. The Cuban revolution with Fidel Castro agree multiple failed attempts finally using guerrilla war tactics and taking out 550 Batista and ending all elections declaring himself as president for life(could be seen as a good or bad revolution).Chinese revolution which ended up leading to communism and the establishment of the people’s republic. Be it for better or for worse Aquarian energy is fuel for change and to tear down the structures and restrictive bounds that has weighed man..much like Ancient Rome and it’s open sexual nature. Our Ganymede so to speak. Times of sexual freedom and sexual flamboyancy of the most electric and unconventional variety. Our polygamy and asexuality, the variances in our human experience and are unique human interactions.these individuals are aloof and eccentric a lightning bolt feverly slamming into the ground. A bolt of uncertainty and confusion. They are the personification of mans need to disengage. The untethered man and women the souls who became the sky limitless and nothing all in one. 🌬🌪💨Pisces/Neptune dom/Jupiter dom(internalized)/heavily aspected Neptune/12th house stellium: These folks are the end of the human voyage. They come from a time beyond our realm. A land where spirits wander as energy and molecules. They are intangible and free. Seemingly non-existent specters of the world. They much like their counter parts come from moments of our greatest sacrifices. But this is beyond the physical these are sacrifices of the soul. They come from an era of the sacred. The story of Abraham and Isaac a tale of ones willingness to surrender all they’ve been given all the things they hold dear to the divine. The Aztec gods whom sacrifices themselves for the sake of man. Odin the Norse god whom sacrificed his eye for the sake of knowledge. Penelope the Greek god of spring who sacrifices herself for humanity and married hades. These individuals are not only blurry and elusive for the fact that Neptune is their heir..these natives are spiritually away and moldable and all around us. They are not tied to their physical bodies like he rest of us and always remain in a realm unreachable to those of the living. They’re are timeless ghost peering over the events and timelines all at once. They’ve watched man struggle. They’ve watched man succeed.. they’ve watched man rise. They’ve watched man fall. They’ve seen man at its worst. They’ve seen man at its best. The tears..the abandonment..the unity the devotion..the betrayal..the loyalty..the love and hate..humans fragile sensitivity and humans vulnerability to this big world that they don’t understand. These people are the final parents hovering above us all watching us quietly and lovingly; wrapping us so completely in their ethereal love as deep as every sea in this astronomical universe and as intimate as your most broken parts of you crave. These individuals represent mans plight to the unknown. Hope you guys enjoy! Sorry about how this looks I added everything way later so it all grouped together sadly hopefully the emojis help separate them a bit.

#Mine #Aries dominate #Taurus dominate #Gemini dominate #cancer dominate #Leo dominate #Virgo dominate #libra dominate #Scorpio dominate #Sagittarius dominate #Capricorn dominate #Aquarius dominate #Pisces dominate #excuse the jumbled mess :/ Tumblr wouldn't let me place spaces so hopefully the emojis help and what not

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Supervisor

Able had just graduated high school. He was in need of a job. The thrift store near his house was always busy, since it first opened. His father had never understood why. Able’s friend, Joe, who had been working there for a few months, had expressed to him that everyone there was like family. Everyone always had each other’s backs. Able was interested, and wanted to be a part of the experience.

On the first day he was hired, Able was introduced to everyone. The people who mattered the most to him were the managers/supervisors. There were 6 people in managerial positions. Three for each department of the store, alongside the other three supervisors. Out of the six, only one of them was male. Able was looking forward to working with women, since he had been raised by them his entire life. The three he was going to work with the most were the supervisors. Tia was one of them. Tia was always on top of everyone, telling them what to do in a sometimes calm manner. A little short tempered, but most of the time she had a reason to be. Alyssa was the second supervisor. She was the nicest out of the three. Very rarely would she seem upset with anyone. She spoke less than Tia, but for the most part, most of what came out of her mouth was positive. And then there was Mary. Mary was far more quiet than the other two. She was more of an observer. When she did speak, it was work related, and nothing more. Unlike the other two supervisors, Mary didn’t like small talk. If anything, she would always find ways to avoid it. She would also carry around a notebook with her at all times. Although Able would always speak to the other two managers, he would always have his eyes on Mary. She was fairly pretty, but that wasn’t why. Able had concerns. He wondered about what went on in Mary’s head.

Angel was one of Able’s coworkers. She was responsible for training Able for his first week of work. Teaching him the basics and also how the store ran. Able asked, “Hey so what’s the deal with Mary?”. Angel replied, “Mary? She’s always like that. Not a lot of us like her”. Able asked, “What has she done?” Angel replied, “She just stands there and stares. It’s kinda creepy” Able asked, “Well has anyone ever tried to talk to her?”. Angel replied, “We’ve all tried, but none of us have had any luck. Able questioned, “What about the notebook that she carries around with her all the time? I don’t see the other two managers with one”. Angel replied, “Oh that? That’s for Mary’s eyes only. If she ever catches you with it, your dead”. Able wanted to be the one to get Mary to open up. Able always wanted to know everything about everyone.

Able’s first day as a cashier was the fourth of July. The store was hectic, but already he knew he would go head first into the challenge. His prior job was much less organized, so the lines he dealt with at his new job were no new experience. During the sale, there were the usual rude customers. One instance really stood out to Able. A new girl that was hired around the same time as Able was trying to calm one of her customers, and the customer ended up calling her a dumb whore in front of everyone. Tia and Alyssa were shocked and had kicked him out. Mary was nowhere to be seen. “She’s probably on her break” Able thought. All throughout the day, Able had wondered how Mary would have handled the situation. The event caught everyone off guard, and everyone did their best to make the new girl feel better. Angel and Able had gone upstairs for their breaks and saw the new girl up there. Angel comforted the new girl by saying, “We don’t get customers like that often”. The new girl responded, “ He came up to me and asked for a refund. I told him we only do exchanges, but he lost his cool and then that happened”. Angel said, “Just ignore it. Most of the time they’re just having a bad day”. Able was still curious as to where Mary was. He asked one of the managers. Able questioned, “Hey Mark. Where’s Mary?”. Mark replied, “She said she went out to get more food for us. She is taking a little long though”. Mary didn’t come back til’ around seven o’ clock. The store closes at ten. By then, everyone was a little irritated with no food.

Able was growing very suspicious of Mary. “Where had she gone that day” Able asked himself. A few months had passed, and Halloween was just around the corner. Usually around Halloween time, a portion of the store was converted and decorated into a costume shop. To be a halloween consultant meant having the opportunity to sell costumes to customers. Being Able’s first year, he was eager to prove that he was worthy to become one. Able eventually got the position and was tasked with a lot to do. One day, Mary had asked Able if he could start bringing down some of the decorations needed to set up shop. Able brought down a few boxes and began decorating. “These decorations seem pretty real” said Angel. “I know! These fake limbs are definitely gonna sell fast” exclaimed Abel. A few weeks pass, and customers started coming back with complaints about some of the products. The fake blood was starting to smell. Some of the limbs in the halloween shop reaked. Everyone just assumed that it was due to the fact that all of those decorations were in a dirty room for a whole year up until they’re brought down. One day the police came to our store in suspicion of a missing customer. They had questioned only the managers, since a good majority of us were looked down upon as young kids instead of young adults. They were asking about the customer who had been rude to the new girl. As the days progress, the investigation continued, and Mary is eventually taken away for the murder of the missing (now dead) man. As police were looking for evidence, they came across our halloween shop and had noticed that all of the “decorations” we had put up were real. Everything from the blood to the limbs. Worst part is, we sold some of them to customers. They found her notebook and all it contained were her demented thoughts on how she would love to torture certain customers.

As Mary is eventually taken away, a sinister smile glides across her face. It was the first time anyone had ever seen her happy.

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thatwanderingwriter · 7 years

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92 Truths

Rules: Write 92 truths about yourself, then tag 25 people

Tagged by my cyclone - @redrackham87

LATEST…

[1] Drink: black currant fanta [2] Telephone call: dani [3] Text message: reagan [4] Song you heard: “pieces” by andrew belle [5] What do you think?: well my general opinion on life is that everyone tries too hard, but I’m sure that’s not what you meant

HAVE YOU EVER…

[6] How do you do it?: maybe it’s maybelline [7] He has cheated on you: do you mean my celebrity crush? because yes, he’s gone out with other girls and not me [8] He kissed someone and lamented: i’m sure, because he’s never actually spoken to me [9] How do you do? f(reaked out) i(nsecure) n(eurotic) e(motional) [10] Depressed: eh, it comes and goes [11] Got drunk and thrown up: never been drunk

LIST THREE PREFERRED COLORS …

[12] bright blue [13] black [14] lavender

IN THE PAST YEAR…

[15] made new friends: yes, and they’ve really helped me. they made life more bearable and made me see i wasn’t entirely alone [16] fallen in love: with the people here [17] laughed until you cried: yep, quite frequently [18] discovered that someone was talking about you: yes. i hear “mzungu” everywhere i go and it’s not fun [19] met someone who changed you: the mother of four who was dying of aids yet still forgave her husband for leaving her with the kids when she was extremely sick. i’ll never forget that [20] discovered who your real friends are: when you move halfway around the world and only 3 people semi keep in touch, yeah, you tend to realize [21] kissed someone on your facebook list: lol, no

GENERAL…

[22] How many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: ...all of them? if you mean do i still keep in touch or regularly see them, no. i don’t really even use fb anymore [23] Do you have any pets? 16 chickens, 7 cows, 3 cats, 2 dogs, and a partridge in a pear tree [24] Do you want to change your name: i always thought it’d be cool when i was younger, but then i wouldn’t be an abstract concept and it’s grown on me also i feel like everyone i know will continue to call me hope anyways, or like “that person formerly known as hope” so... [25] What did you do for your last birthday? went to the nearest big town and had a small get together

[26] What time did you wake up? this section says “general”, so i’ll go with anywhere from 5:45 to 7:00 on any given day [27] What were you doing at midnight last night? sleeping. i’ve been sleep deprived this whole week and i needed the rest [28] Name something you can’t wait for: flying back home [29] When was the last time you saw your mother? like 3 hours ago?? [30] What is one thing that you wish you could change in your life: sometimes i wish i didn’t care so much or overthink things. it’d make my life way less complicated. but then other days i’d just say my hair color, probably [31] What are you listening to right now: the waves of lake victoria crashing against the beach outside my window. also some birds. natural nature sounds are the best [32] Have you ever spoken to a person named Tom?: he is my grandfather and lives 100 feet away so yes. [33] Something that is getting on your nerves: the fact that MY PHONE FREAKING STOPPED WORKING AND I HAVE 1 MONTH UNTIL I CAN GET A NEW ONE!!! [34] Most visited website: ao3 tbh [35] Elemental: earth

[36] High school: did you mean: homeschool [37] School: of repressing my feelings and acting like everything’s fine [38] Hair Color: i’m pretty sure the shade is called dirty blonde, but that’s because i haven’t been to a salon in 2 years. it’s literally the first thing to go when i get back. i need it darker [39] Long or short hair: long and curly, which means it’s actually super long [40] Do you have a crush on someone: who don’t i have a crush on is the correct question here. but they’re mainly celebrities or fictional characters

[41] What do you like about yourself: that i continue to try even when i’ve messed up before [42] Piercings: one in each ear, but i want to get a second set [43] Type of blood: a+ [44] Nicknames: anyango, nyakwar kadem [45] Marital status: i’m a single pringle that’s ready to stay inside and binge watch on netflix

[46] Zodiac sign: aries [47] Pronouns: she/her [48] Fav television program: it’s cute you think there’s just one. anything marvel really. i like fantasy, sci-fi, crime shows, some superhero shows, comedy. there’s too many to name [49] Tattoos: my dad would kill me no matter how old i was [50] Right or left hand: i always wanted to be ambidextrous, but any 3 year old can write better than my left hand

FIRST…

[51] surgery: tubes in my ears when i was 3 [52] piercing: ears [53] best friend: i think my first best friend was natalie [54] sport: gymnastics when i was 3 [55] vacation: mexico, age 4 [56] pair of coaches: i’m guessing this is for sports again? i can’t remember their names, but there were these 2 super nice ladies teaching my gymnastics class

RIGHT NOW…

[57] eating: nutella out of the jar (don’t judge, we all do it) [58] drinking: water [59] I’m about to: start preparing for something i have to do tomorrow. as usual, i’ve procrastinated [60] listening to: the waves still [61] waiting: for my life to chill (wishful thinking, right) [62] wanting: a veggie burger and coffee milkshake [63] getting married: eventually [64] career: doctor or author. can’t decide

WHICH IS BETTER…

[65] hugs or kisses: there’s no cure like a really good hug from the right person when you need it [66] lips or eyes: both are just so expressive. [67] shorter or taller: taller so he doesn’t lean on me [68] major or minor: i don’t really get this, but i’m going to guess you mean music. as most songs are in major chords, that’s probably the majority of what i like [69] romantic or spontaneous: imo, they’re the same thing [70] good arms or good stomach: okay but here’s the thing, tom hiddleston [71] sensitive or strong: yes [72] connection or connection: are there words missing here? [73] troublemaker or hesitant: neither

HAVE YOU EVER…

[74] kissed a stranger?: nope [75] drank strong liquor?: no [76] lost glasses / contact lenses? not yet [77] rejected someone?: yes [78] had sex on the first date?: i haven’t period [79] broken someone’s heart?: i doubt it [80] had you heart broken?: quite a bit, yes [81] been arrested?: no [82] cried when someone died?: yes [83] fallen for a friend?: yes. do not recommend

DO YOU BELIEVE IN…

[84] yourself?: i can do a lot of things right and be happy with myself for a day, then do one thing wrong and ruminate over it for weeks. i do try to believe in myself. sometimes it’s just really hard [85] miracles?: yes i believe in miracles. where you from, you sexy thang [86] love at first sight?: yeah, just not for me. someone can look/seem nice and be really terrible. there are also crushes at first sight. but those never turn out the way you want them to [87] father christmas?: i never actually believed in santa, even as a kid [88] kissing on the first date?: depends on if i know them really well before. if not, no [89] angels?: yes

OTHER…

[90] Name of the current best friend: luz, and i’m so excited to see her again soon [91] Eye color: i joke that i have mood eyes, but it’s really true. some days they lean towards green or grey, but on most they’re a variant of blue [92] Favorite movie: avengers (and anything marvel), penelope, rodger’s and hammerstein’s cinderella, jane eyre, star wars, clueless, the fault in our stars, in time, around the world in 80 days, (500) days of summer, etc. (this is not a “one movie to rule them all” type of situation here. you’ll never make me choose. NEVEEERRRRRRR)

dang, that was a lot. i really don’t know who to tag, so if you want to do it, go ahead.

#well #that got deep #92 truths tag #don't mind me #just spilling my life story #for the whole internet

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Mom's hilarious comics highlight the real 'tantrums' of a two-year-old - Times of India

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Mom's hilarious comics highlight the real 'tantrums' of a two-year-old - Times of India

Children are a gift of God.

But they are also the same precious creatures who give you sleepless nights, make you run after them when they are growing up. Apart from being truly adorable and a literal bundles of joy, babies and toddlers can also turn your world upside down, by doing some simple things, which seem so normal to them. Not to forget, the terrible twos.

Any parents can tell you how testing it gets once little babies enter the toddler stage. Handling the terrible twos is no easy feat and parenting soon becomes a rollercoaster ride. For many parents who are working from home right now during the lockdown, know the reak challenge of managing two jobs at once. Working parents also have to find unique ways to ensure how they can do their work distraction-free and play with the tiny tots at the same time.

Famous illustrator and a mother of two, Weng Chen has sketched a few comics which show the rather harsh reality of managing a two-year-old, many parents can relate to.

The mom of two is a working mother who drew the comics in a hilarious way to show off the antics cute little babies have. From leg grabs, throwing random things, spitting up or diaper changes, the comics cover all. Exemplifying how ‘mean’ toddlers can get, some of the illustrations have gone viral on the internet.

What makes the account also interesting is the real and candid approach with which the artist has shown the cartoons.

Not just that, the artist also illustrates the comics with a ‘level’ of hurt each antic results in for the parent or guardian.

Take a look at these comics:

The mother, in an interview, also added that though raising kids is a precious reward, it also made her experience some (hilariously) painful moments which she knew a lot of parents would relate to:

‘It was fun and meaningful to document my children’s growth, as well as mine. The parents from all over the world told me how this is just like their life experience. I’m happy to know that I was not alone in this situation, and so do other people who read my comics,’

Parents, tell us, which one looks the most relatable to you?

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Finally Making Amends

Geralt woke up in a large room and sitting right across from him was Jaskier unconscious. He got up, feeling like he had been beaten up and he shook the Bard awake. Jaskier didn't wake up at first but when he did he looked surprised to see Geralt.

"How did we get here?" He asked.

"I have no idea." He answered.

"Well, I'm leaving." He said.

They found large doors with glass windows but when Jaskier tried to open it the doors were locked, meaning that Geralt was trapped with a man that was both pissed at him and is his only weakness.

But how did they get here?

That's when Geralt smelled something very familiar and realized why he was locked up here with Jaskier.

"Hello dear brother. I had figured that since you keep screaming that tiny human's name in your sleep and this little Bard reaks of affection towards you I decided to lock you both in here so that you can finally reconnect. Oh also while you're at it brother you can open up and actually tell this Jaskier how you really feel about him."Jasia's voice said from above.

Jaskier and Geralt then looked up to see where the message from his sister had come from and he found a open sky light with a Raven pritched on the edge with a camera that had a speaker strapped on the Raven's chest.

"Oh my sweet um Geralt do you know this woman that has apperantly locked us up here and claims to be your sister?" Jaskier asked very nervously as he turned to the white haired Witcher.

"Yes and she truly is my sister, also judging by our situation she probably has not had her medication in a while." He answered and Jaskier managed to look even more confused, not that Geralt could blame him.

"Wait, her medication, what kind of medication, and why does she need medication?!?" He asked.

"Even before Jasia had become a Witcher her senses were powerful and the medication is used to help prevent her from being overwhelmed by the stimulation all around her from her surroundings. As well as her sense of right and wrong which is one of the reasons why she isn't exactly famous. Me and the other Witchers including her decided that it would be better if she was unknown to most humans since she has powers that could make her a target for kingdoms that most likely have never even heard of the types of medication she needs." He answered.

"Oh well I can see why you didn't tell me about her sooner since I do have a few famous songs and if I was seen with her she probably would have become famous for being a female Witcher alone." He said. "I guess that she probably could have done worse, but what might she do if we don't talk?"

"Probably just keep us here till we either do so or till she finally gets and takes her medication."

"Okay so let's start talking to eachother then, starting with what had happened on the mountain!" Jaskier said.

"I was frustrated and you happened to be the closest outlet for that frustration." He replied. "Also I didn't realize until we had gone our separate ways that I actually do have feelings, for you."

"I forgive you and I guess I have feelings for you too, but I didn't really know wether or not I was in your league." He said.

They then for the first time since they first met hugged each other, the Witcher inhaled the Bard's scent.

"By the way you mind telling me about any other siblings or well anything that I should know?" Jaskier asked."

"I also have a almost completely identical, well just physically identical brother named Eric. The three of us are technically from different worlds, one of our parents is from this one and the other is from one that has so few magic or monsters that most people there think that they aren't real. Eric currently lives there creating new inventions with their advanced technology, also trying to figure out where are parents are, and mostly comes to this one to give Jasia refills on her medication." Geralt answered.

"Wow that is quite a family that you have, and I had thought that my family was completed." Jaskier said. "Can you tell me more about this other world that you are from."

Geralt explained the many basics of the other world that is called Earth, this world's very complicated history, and the many inventions the diverse people there had created. Jaskier listened closely even he didn't understand all of the information about this world his friend is from and he wondered if they will ever visit this strange land. Geralt had also told him about how the device strapped on the Raven above them worked.

Then the door, which was supposed to be locked opened and a disheveled man that looked almost exactly like the white haired Witcher, but with black hair, blue eyes and a smaller frame that was a lot less muscular came in panting.

The man that looked around looked exactly like Geralt looked as though he had been in a fight.

"Don't ask how, but I got the master key and we should also get moving before Jasia attacks Nilfgard!" He said as he was panting.

Geralt and Jaskier followed him through a portal that took them to a very surprising scene. Jasia was battling a Nilfgardan army alone with hundreds of monsters and she appeared to be clearly winning this fight. That was the first time that Jaskier was able to get a good look at Geralt's sister and even in the darkness resemblance was there.

Jasia had pale skin like both her brothers, incredibly long wavy hair that was somehow both as black as night and as white as snow but the colors didn't mix, scars that clearly showed that this was definitely not her first battle, her right eye was the famous Witcher yellow color but the other one was a Dragon's bright blue eye, and she had a very surprisingly tall muscular body that clearly belonged to a strong seasoned warrior that looked like the very definition of powerful.

He could tell just from the way that Geralt looked at her that he cared about her and Jaskier could tell by the way that she was fighting the soldiers as if she was mentally unstable that the medication was indeed a necessary thing for her to have.

Eric and him kept eachother out of harms way as well as get to know each other a little better while the white haired Witcher joined their batshit crazy sister in the very heated battle that involved a lot of fire. Jaskier was able to hear a few embarrassing stories about Geralt such as when he had somehow managed to mistake a duck for a buff chicken. He wasn't sure what Star Wars or Lightsabers were but he did enjoy the thought that the white haired Witcher and Jasia had made their own as kids while pretending that they were both Jedi knights.

Geralt did mention a little bit about movies and Jaskier made a mental note to ask if there were any about Star Wars.

Also more about Star Wars.

Ten hours of fighting later the Nilfgard's army surrendered which made Jaskier decide to never question a woman's abilities again and the female Witcher finally got her fucking medication from Geralt of Riva.

#the witcher netflix #the witcher #geraskier #geralt #witcher geralt #geralt of rivia #geralt imagine #fanfic #geralt x jaskier #jaskier #dandelion

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Favorites : Flight of the Navigator (1986)

Back in my elementary school days, specifically during the after school daycare situations, we would mostly spend our afternoons playing outside. On days where the weather wouldn’t permit this, however, you could almost always guarantee on a movie day, and one of the handful that was often shown was Disney’s Flight of the Navigator. With nostalgia in overdrive since the release of the Disney+ streaming service, many people are rediscovering old favorites, so I took it as an opportunity to revisit a film that, at the time, was one of my favorites.

After spending the afternoon at a Frisbee dog competition, David Freeman (Joey Cramer) and his family head home for a July 4 celebration in 1978. After dropping his younger brother Jeff (Albie Whitaker) off at a friend’s house, David and his parents (Cliff DeYoung and Veronica Cartwright) head home to prepare for barbecue and time on their boat. Later that evening, David is sent to pick up Jeff, who surprises him in the woods. On his way back home, David slips and falls into a ravine, and when he comes to, unbeknownst to him, he has traveled eight years into the future into the year 1986. After rediscovering his family, David is taken into custody by local researchers, and it is discovered by Dr. Louis Faraday (Howard Hesseman) that David’s brain signatures directly connect to an unidentified spacecraft discovered and confiscated by NASA. David is kept at the same facility for testing and research, but with the help of orderly Carolyn McAdams (Sarah Jessica Parker), David finds escape to the ship, which is beckoning him via telepathic messages. Upon boarding the ship, David discovers Max (voiced by Paul Reubens), the ship’s artificial intelligence. As the pair get to know one another, a bond is formed and a deal is struck : in exchange for the maps in David’s head, Max will help David return to the home where he belongs.

Despite a situation that takes a LARGE leap of faith to buy into, this is still one of the more enjoyable and unique time-travel films out there. The added element of doubling down on the science-fiction by incorporating alien elements, space ships and creatures gives the film a grandiose, overwhelming feeling. The swerve into a buddies on the road film balances against the loftier elements, grounding the film in humor and emotion after dipping the viewer deep into the realms of confusion and suspension of disbelief. Giving such a timid kid control of such an impressive device made an immediate connection to my friends and myself back in the day, and even after several decades, that sense of wonder and connection to David and his extremely strange situation is not lost.

This film is dated is some of the most endearing ways possible. While the design on the spaceship is still highly impressive, most everything else about this movie screams the 1980s : clothing, haircuts, interior design, the level of technology presented, and even the youthful looks of people like Sarah Jessica Parker immediately date this film in an era long since past. The insults hurled between the kids reak of long dead slang and colloquialisms, the kind of which you only find in modern day projects like Stranger Things, or other properties aimed at nostalgia. The fact that the film plays so well in our current nostalgia wave is interesting in regards to the way that the film handles David’s fish out of water predicament, as he often leans on nostalgia for comfort (ie references to Starsky & Hutch, or the inclusion of music by The Beach Boys).

Narratively, using the David character as to what essentially equals up to a human USB drive for storage of Max’s star charts was a very forward-thinking element to drive the story forward. Though brief, the puppetry and creature work used to display Max’s cosmic menagerie is memorable and believable, or as believable as the presentation of creatures that don’t exist can be. The animation used to create and superimpose the ship, though archaic by today’s standards, works very well in the context of the film, and still holds up visually (in my opinion).

I’ve not revisited this film in quite a long time, but I always had a sense of familiarity in regards to the Max voice... I was surprised and amused to learn that Paul Reubens did the voicework under the pseudonym Paul Mall, but it made complete sense based on the ridiculous and quirky nature of the performance. For such a young actor, Joey Cramer does a good job of carrying the majority of the film via isolated performances, as his choices kept the audience engaged. Veronica Cartwright and Cliff DeYoung play a good couple, and they manage to embody the spirit of the aged-up makeup to give two different eras in the lives of the same set of parents. Howard Hesseman and all of his character-acting glory kick things into high gear as the unwilling antagonist, as he plays his intentions pure and without malice in order to make him a sympathetic fall guy. Albie Whitaker is perfectly annoying as David’s younger brother, and Matt Adler steps into his grown-up shoes to echo Whitaker’s performance with a mature edge. Sarah Jessica Parker brings her youthful energy to her small role, and although she was used for exposition, her performance showed the promise of her eventually successful career. Jonathan Sanger, Richard liberty, Iris Acker, Raymond Forchion and Keri Rogers round things out.

Films like Flight of the Navigator aren’t necessarily meant to be examined, analyzed and dissected. Films like this are meant to put on, and for a couple of hours, allow you to escape the real world. For my money’s worth, this film is as enjoyable as it was in my youth, which is not always promised when you revisit films of your childhood.

#ChiefDoomsday #DOOMonFILM #RandalKleiser #FlightOfTheNavigator #JoeyCramer #PaulReubens #CliffDeYoung #VeronicaCartwright #MattAdler #AlbieWhitaker #SarahJessicaParker #HowardHesseman #JonathanSanger #RichardLiberty #IrisAcker #RaymondForchion #KeriRogers

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