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vlkphoto · 3 months

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Rock formations of St.Mary's Island .. [2 / 4]

Once upon a time St.Mary's Island off Malpe, KA was connected to Madagascar. Then the Indian subcontinent raced away to slam into Tibet, dragging these strange hexagonal rock formations along.

#Panasonic #Lumix #ZS-7 #St.Mary's Island #Malpe #Udupi #Karnataka #India #geography #looking down #cropped #geometry #geology #monochrome

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pepilandia · 1 year

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queer people.

you don't understand the feeling i have for sanji, i don't even know his backstory (the only thing i know is that i will bawl my eyes out)

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softgrungeprophet · 1 year

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already posted a little thread on twitter and cried about it, not really expecting I'd be so affected even when I suspected it this morning, considering it's fuckin... video game streams and podcasts and stuff, but damn!

i still get "damn he a robot AND he got feet?" and the phrase "sweetie's feeties" stuck in my head, from years ago! (ntm other things, other jokes and moments) and Waypoint helped me find some really cool-ass games I never would have played otherwise. If it weren't for Waypoint, and Austin and Rob and Natalie and the whole gang (ntm connected groups ofc like FatT and Run Button) I'd have missed out on some really great games that I love the hell out of, from XCOM2 to Inscryption, NMS, AC: Origins, BotW, all of it, and their streams and everything they've done have been a steady presence through a really tough handful of years. Always could count on being able to watch or listen to something (even with the rough period where things were a bit slim for a while), when I was tired, or bored, or both, or just worn the hell out from life and needing a distraction, from a group of people who are smart and funny and thoughtful and kind.

so i'm pretty fucking bummed about Waypoint being shut down.

but that's the way of capitalism and all that other shit I guess.

(and now that I've had a bit to process being sad, as a viewer, listener and reader i'm very grateful for all the good and all the silly things they've done the past 7 years... at the very least i can always think back on these things and smile and laugh)

#nadia rambles #obviously it's been a while since danika was on the show so the feet jokes are really the early stuff but like OVERALL you know!#just the whole thing! and seeing natalie start as an intern and now she's making games herself! that rules! they've all done such cool shit #really bummed to see it shutting down like this after 7 years. man.#i look forward to seeing whatever cool weird things rob and patrick and natalie and cado and ren and *everyone* will do and make #there was something really encouraging to me watching the team change and grow throughout the years #like damn maybe someday i can do something cool too. maybe not like. games or whatever. but just something.#you know??#fuck capitalism #go home #yeah yeah the parasocial attachment is real 😂 but i'm only human lmao #Vice may be ending things but in my heart it's Waypoint Forever 🥕#Zs in the chat

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deulalune · 4 months

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[I/D] Tweet from Dr. Mustafa Elmasri reads: “Zs are closing in, killing everyone, this might be my last tweet

‏اشهد ان لا اله الا الله

‏”واشهد ان محمد رسول الله

He is (or was…7 hours without a tweet.) a psychiatrist. The Arabic translates to, “I testify there is no god but Allah. And I bear witness that Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah.” This is something a Muslim recites before they die.

#free palestine #end the occupation #gaza #palestine #gaza genocide #i/p

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konigceo · 5 months

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the new and improved freddy fazbear's pizzeria graves fic !

tw : afab!reader, implications of pregnancy (very very minimal), mutual breeding kink (??), out of character graves, graves has a little sister, around 6-7

graves has 2 things that he loves in this world. the first is his family, and the second is you !! he prayed for so long that you and his family would get along, and you do !! his parents invites the two of you over for dinner all the time, you were even invited to his sister, lily's birthday party !!

graves is always so thankful that lily loves you, n seeing you with her gets him thinkin !! he secretly wants to start a family with you, give you the cutest kids :(( all he wants is to have a big family n a few dogs :( he's still a bit afraid to tell you this tho, he's afraid it'll scare you off, and what if you're not prepared :(

whatever the case is, he still loves to talk a whole lot, mumbling out "w'na make you full, baby," when he's about to blow his load :( his hips grind up against yours, his scarred hands moving to your cheeks. "wanna give you the cutest kids, sweetheart, let me, please?" you've never seen phil so desperate, and it gets your stomach tighten. you let out a quick nod, mind fogging up with pleasure :(

"w-words, baby, need words," phil slurs, his lips inches away from yours. you keep your whimpers to yourself, and muster out a pathetic, "p-please, wan' your kids, phil!" how can poor phil keep his composure when you beg so nicely for him :( his lips crash into yours, his tongue feeling like it's burning against yours. you clamp around phil, like you don't want him to pull out ! he didn't plan on it, his seed spilling inside your swollen cunt, truly filling you up♡

𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

time goes by, and you and graves are once again at his parents' home ! you see lily on the carpet, giggling with the family dog, and her head turning towards you once she hears the door creaking. she gasps out, "ahh! she's so cute!" lily reaches her hand out towards your little baby, swaddled up in a flower-printed blanket. you laugh out, smiling at lily, "mhm, lets go sit. you can hold her."

taglist : @coqvttes @riddler-zs @ange1ace @acinnamongirlsdiary @sopplle @angelicful

p.s. : not sure if the tag was wanted but uhm here's the graves fic !! @puff0o0

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thoughtsandbones · 7 months

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The flesh you thread between my blood and bones slows down the pendulum of death

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x F!MedicDoc OC (codename: Blue) 💀💙

WARNINGS: Mention of profanity, scars, fluff, anxiety, medical inaccuracies, surgery, blood, gore and just getting the POV of our friendly neighbourhood masked menace.

Plot: Doctor Ruhari Hari Kaur (OC is South Asian ☺️) joins the 141 again, but this time as their doctor. After the betrayal of Shepherd and Graves, Task Force 141 begins their hunt on his whereabouts and locating Makarov.

PLEASE reblog and like! Hope folks are enjoying the series, I am building up characters and plots, cos I have a lot ideas and just been enjoying writing :D

Song inspo: Don't Fear the Reaper - Tom Jones, American Idiot - Green Day, After Dark - Mr.Kitty, 1973 - James Blunt

I grew up with the OG MW2 game, so there are some references to the old one, so kind of a mix of both the OG and the new timeline... (Also I'm ignoring the OG Shepherd betrayal and keeping in line the one with the new timeline..)

spelling and some grammar mistakes as I am bad at times... :/

(FYI: bold sentences... that are like this... are supposed to describe redacted data/info to the plot... ;] .. )

Please do let me know how you all are finding this fanfic! :D

PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 13, PART 14 and PART 15 I

Part 15 II

Ghost stared at the yellow sign reading in black NO UNAUTHORISED PERSONNEL ALLOWED BEYOND THIS POINT on the white double doors that led to the operating room where Soap had been wheeled in by both doctors, surrounded by other medical staff.

As he walked behind them when they rushed ahead he heard them shouting all sorts of medical jargon. You were so calmly ordering for mLs of drugs with too many Zs. He looked down at his skeletal gloves, the fake bones once white now stained red with Johnny's blood.

Looking up again at the sign he thought of you. How your hands would also be bloodied, pouring deep into Soap's body, mending him.

You gotta save him he pleaded in his head. He couldn't lose Soap, not now. Not after what they had been through together in Mexico, Chicago... now this.

'C'mon Lt!' Soap's words rang through his skull. Guilt flooded his chest as he remembered moments of how blunt he had been to Soap...

Squeezing his fist tight, Ghost sighed and then walked down the corridor until he found himself a chair in an empty room and plopped the chair right outside those double doors. Sitting down, Ghost winced with pain, the cut sobbed as he sat down and moved his torso.

"Fuuuck" He growled quietly.

Leaning back, he shut his eyes letting the darkness wash over him.

...

Soap was lifted onto the surgical bed. As you and Peyton scrubbed in, the nurses dressed him. Through the window of the scrub room you watched as he was intubated, his bloodied clothes discarded in the yellow hazard bin.

Once scrubbed and prepped, you assume the lead role in the surgery. Neuro was your speciality, this was a spinal injury. This is your arena. Closing your eyes, you breathe in.

"It's a beautiful night to save lives" You say, opening your eyes. Peyton eyes crinkle, a sign she was smiling under her medical mask.

"10 blade" You say and the nurse gives your instrument. You place the edge of the blade two inches above the bullet wound, applying pressure with your index finger you slide the blade across the skin unveiling the flesh beneath.

"Suction" Peyton says and she moves in with the machine that gargles up the blood from the exposed muscle

Peeling back the muscular layers you clamp down areas needing support. Soap's lumbar was one display. No major damage could be seen.

"Bullet must've missed the lumbar" Peyton says

"L1 clear" You say inspecting the upper lumbar region, with your blade you move down

"L2 clear"

"Suction" Peyton says

"L3 clear" you say and then move down

"Suction"

As you looked around L4, there was a sudden gush of blood and the monitors started beeping rapidly

"Found the bullet" You say "Clarissa, Kerrison rongeur" holding your left hand up whilst holding the area with your blade as Peyton continued suction. The beeping subdued.

"Need another pair of hands for this" You say

Peyton gave the suction pipe to the nurse on her right and then took hold of a clamp and forceps.

Cutting away at the connective tissue and muscle you peel the layer as Peyton grabs the shrapnel

"Hard part now.." She said after depositing the shrapnel in dish

Rapid beeping started again. You and Peyton both move together, suction, cutting, threading and assessing any damage to the surrounding nerves.

"Pulse at 120" Clarissa said as she took hold of the forceps from Peyton

"Shit" You say as more blood gushed from the wound which was quickly slurped away from the suction pipe.

"Sutures" Peyton said and she began to sew up the first damaged nerve.

There was a increase in beeping

"Pulse 150"

"Let me do it" You say and Clarissa swiftly gives you a new set of sutures.

After adjusting yourself you look down "Surgical microscope please" And the microscope was brought down to your level and adjusted to your eyeline.

Focusing your eyes through the lense you begin to graft the a new nerve from the damaged nerve, cutting the damaged part and sewing the ends.

This was your element. Fixing the broken. Mending the hurt.

After 5 hours of intense surgery, you and Peyton were nearly finished. The beat of song playing off the speaker was echoing across the walls of the OR. Nodding your head along to the drum of Green Day's American Idiot as you finished suturing the final layer of Soap's skin.

"Nice finish" Peyton said as she cleaned the area "Stats are good" she added looking at the various monitors that beeped rhythmically along with the music.

"Pause music please" You said, one of the nurses pauses.

You cut the last suture and place the forceps onto the tray held by Clarissa.

"Good job Dr Kaur" She said nodding at you. You nod back and return to admire the handiwork which was being dressed by Peyton and another nurse.

"He is stable and stats are looking great" Clarissa says as you eye the monitor. You turn to her and smile, putting more effort to crinkle as your mouth was hidden behind the mask.

"We will take him back to the ICU just for observation" Peyton said as she moved over from Soap to you and Clarissa.

"I'll help take him" Clarissa said "Well done"

"No thank you" You say "Thank you everyone" You say loudly to the rest of the medical team all who respond with a cheerful thanks back.

"I'm gonna head back" You say

"I'll keep you updated, and let you know when the team can see him" Peyton says taking her gloves off as they left the OR, she tapped you on the shoulder and walked off.

Taking off your surgical cover, masks and gloves you wash the grimy sweat off your hands. The smell of strong disinfectant soap filled your nose.

Leaving the scrub room you walk off back towards the double doors where you had rolled Soap in. He was okay now. Had to wait until he was awake to see if there is any nerve damage to his legs...

Checking one of the clocks on the hallway you realise it was 11:49am, you longed for a hot shower and then the comfort of your bed. Walking through the double doors, midway through yawning you were met with a giant man sat in the middle of the hallway. The skull face gave you a jump. It took a few moments to register that it was Ghost.

"Lieut-"

Ghost leapt up from his chair and nearly toppled you over as he confronted you

"Is he alright? Did he make it?" He blurted, his eyes widening at you.

You stare back into his eyes, only just able to make out the blue iris.

"He's okay." You say, reaching your right hand up to to his shoulder.

"His legs, said somethin' abou' his legs" Ghost huffed at you

"Ghost, he is stable and in the ICU, regarding his legs, we will have to wait until he wakes up to assess any damage." You to him calmly

He takes in this information, your calm demeanor. Of course you know what you are doing he thought to himself

"Are you okay sir? You ask

"I'm okay" Ghost said quickly.

You look at him curiously, there was something off about him.

"Okay then.." You say moving away from him.

Ghost moves towards the chair and picked it up with his left arm, the sudden weight made him wince and groan as his unattended wound stretched and weep as he moved.

"Fuuck" He whispered to himself as he set the chair back down and placing his right hand over his wound on the left side of his waist.

"Lieutenant what happened?" You say rushing over to him

"Nothin'" He said trying to push you away. You scoff at him and roll your eyes.

"Ghost, I'm in no mood for bullshit" You say sharply at him. Ghost looked at you, eyebrows narrowed, your eyes slightly red and clearly tired.

He was being rude again.

"I got a nick" He said motioning to his wound looking at your stern face, eyes narrowed. Clearly annoyed. "Can you patch me up?" He asks, your stern face relaxed, softened.

"Right, come with me" You say letting out a big sigh and head out of the RAMC building and then back to the infirmary in Building 2.

Turning the light on you spritz the med bed and give it a quick wipe.

"Get your vest off" You say plainly to Ghost who follows your command. He unties the straps and then sets his vest aside. Attempting to take his hoodie off but he couldn't as the wound caused him to wince further.

"Need some help?" You say as you look over to Ghost who was clearly struggling.

"Alrigh' then" He said and braced himself as you walk closer to him, bringing your hands to his body, rolling the hem of his hoodie slowly and carefully.

Ghost winced again as you went near his waist.

"Might have to cut it off" You suggest looking up at him.

"Go on then" He mumbled, the edge of his mouth curved slightly under his mask.

Grabbing a pair of clothing shears, you cut the hoodie off Ghost, revealing a damp black shirt underneath, his bare muscular arms on unveiled. You look at his waist, and see a patch of dried up blood, parts of his shirt clung to his skin dried and wrinkled.

"Sit on the med bed please" You motioning to the bed and then you walk off to the bathroom to wash your hands. Sleep eludes you. Drying your hands you head back to where Ghost was, who was now sitting crouched on the edge of med bed.

Putting on a pair of gloves and grabbing a stool with your foot you slide close to Ghost, and lift the t-shirt. As suspected the parts that clung to the skin where dried stuck to the wound. An impromptu weak bandage.

"Gonna also have to cut your shirt around the wound, it's dried to the gash"

Ghost looked down at you.

"Can't you bandage it?" He asks and the expression your face held clearly showed he asked a stupid question.

Your look of disbelief subdued, and grabbed the scissors. Ghost's heart quickened. He didn't mind being shirtless. But not when he has been in the field with limited availability to shower, smelt like shit and especially in front of a woman he was interested in...

"Wai-" Ghost began but he was too late, you began to cut his shirt off him, exposing his sticky sweaty scarred skin.

As you cut away at the fabric you notice various deep pink and white scars adorned on his chest and abdomen. Dirt had built up in areas, but it was expected. A shower is the last thing you need in the field.

Grabbing some saline water and a towel, you wash away dirt surrounding the remaining cloth covering his wound. Gently, with your gloved fingers you peel the cloth away revealing the gammy wound. Inflamed and dirty.

"Lift your arm" You ask and Ghost does so and watches as your pour more saline to the wound, his eyes focused on the precision placement of your fingers on his waist, not ogling him.

He slightly winces as your fingers graze over a sensitive area. As you examine the area, you notice it was bumpy, sand had gotten into the wound.

"This area is very inflamed. Lie down, it'll sting as I clean it" You say gently

Ghost shuffled back and then. laid down and then turned his head to watch as you focused on cleaning his wound, your concentration unwavering as you focused on the task at hand. He noticed the lack of talking, just blunt and no joy. But then, you did just finish a 6 hour surgery.

He gazed at your tired eyes, noticed how you rapidly blink every now and then, your mouth pursed, no smile on show. You grabbed some small gauze and wiped the wound.

"This is going to need stitches" You say

"Hmm" Ghost mumbled "I'll let you get to work, I'll just be here" He adds

You laugh slightly and then finish cleaning the area before starting to suture the two layers of fatty tissue and muscle, pulling the flesh together again, wiping away any blood with clean gauze.

Ghost felt himself slip into the bed beneath him as you got to work, focusing on his breathing; in for four, hold, then out slowly for four. Drifting away, away from the chaos of the last 24 hours. Away from the chaos that still looms ahead of him.

<CUE FLASHBACK> 23rd August 2010 Ashfield Base, mess hall "Sergeant Riley" You said as you plopped down opposite your superior in the mess hall with your lunch, the hall was mostly empty, the radio played on the speaker overhead. "Cadet" Sergeant Riley said not looking up from his cup of tea and half-eaten sausage roll. "C'mon sir, you know my name" You quipp at him as you take a bite of your pizza. Simon looks up from his cup and stars at you, your eyes widened and the grin appeared on your face. "Cadet Ruhari" He sighed looking back at his sausage roll. "Cadet maybe no more" You say cheerfully Simon looked up quickly "What do you mean?" He asked "Captain asked if I wanted to come join full time, commit proper into the army." You said "Ah" Simon said quietly "Ain't you got some good brains for uni?" He added and looked at you as you shrugged "Maybe can do it later, but I do enjoy this" You say motioning the space around you. "Nothin' enjoyable about war" He said sharply You were taken aback "Of course not sir, I just meant as in discipline, camaraderie and the protection of one's country" "Hmm" Simon mumbles giving you a slight cold stare with his sharp blue eyes. In that moment of silence, the radio station at base start playing 1973 by James Blunt. The echoes of the piano filled your body and you began to twiddle your fingers to the beat of the drum. Looking at Simon you start to grin, he looks up at you as you begin to mouth the lyrics: Simona.. you're getting older Your journey's been etched on your skin... "Simonaaaa" You sing quietly and giggle Simon gazed at your joyous smile as you continued to mouth the lyrics of the stupid song that made a twist of his name. He watched on as you exaggerated the 'mona' part of Simona and laughed along with you. Simon knew the Captain was going to offer you a place in the army, but he had hoped you would decline. Going out in the field changes people. Changes the best of people. Turns them into someone else. Would you still be the same after you see the horrors of war? Simon wondered as he watched you finally finish the now cold slice of pizza. He would hate to see that beautiful smile disappear.

#modern warfare fanfiction #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x doctor #simon riley x reader #cod fanfic #simon ghost riley x medic #cod mw soap #fan fic ideas #angst #modern warfare ghost #x oc #ghost x oc #simon ghost riley x oc #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x original character #modern warfare fluff #cod fluff #cod mw2

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vlkphoto · 2 days

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An offshoot of the Great Salt Lake Desert .. [1 / 2]

Near Garrison UT

#Panasonic #Lumix #ZS-7 #Garrison #Utah #USA #airplane #window seat #looking down

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slimeful · 3 months

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Sleepy Petdre & Petre Flags

[pt: Sleepy Petdre & Petre Flags /end pt]

[ids: 3 rectangular flags with 7 equally-sized horizontal lines. colors in this order from to bottom: black-blue, dark blue, purple, pink, purple, dark blue, black-blue. in the center of the first flag is a black-blue crescent moon with a paw outlined in pale purple. in the center of the third flag is 3 black-blue letter Zs outlined in pale purple. end id]

[ids: 3 rectangular flags with 3 equally-sized horizontal lines with a thick line on the top and bottom. colors in this order from to bottom: black-blue, purple, pink, purple, black-blue. in the center of the first flag is a black-blue circle with a purple paw inside of it outlined in pale purple. in the center of the third flag is 3 black-blue letter Zs outlined in pale purple. end id]

Sleepy Pet Dreamer/Regressor Flags; pet dreamers/regressors who are sleepy.

Etymology: sleepy, pet, dreamer/regressor

@radiomogai , @a-agere-archive , @bunnelbaby

[id: a green ivy plant wavy line divider. end id]

#sleepy pet dreamer #sleepy pet regressor #pet dreamer #pet regressor #agere flags #sleepy agere flag set #🫐 creations!

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nobodys-saviour · 30 days

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woke up today wondering about mc's timeline again....

when was the experiment on her started? before 2034? before the chronorift catastrophe?

"you know why i [became a hunter]" is what mc says to Li Shen during the checkup. presumably, this is in reference to the fact that they knew each other as far back as the catastrophe? saw each other in that mess?

but then, when did the first meeting in the garden happen? where mc was eating ice lolly and LS was to the rescue? was it prior the catastrophe?

could be, but mc specifically refers to LS as someone they ate with occasionally with Zhang Su and Xia Yizhou... then again, mc didn't remember the garden thing until LS brought it up...

so did ZS utilise the mess that is the chronorift catastrophe to pluck mc from the experiment stuff???

mc has mentioned being adopted at 7 yo, but never anything after that

but like. it would be the perfect time to escape

was mc being experimented on since she was a baby??

the only definitive thing is there were experiment papers and the final paper says a girl 7-8 years old. which was when the experiments stopped, and when she got "adopted"

the final experiment showed that mc was unstable, too. so... did she actually cause the rift? like. why in the hell would the tunnel even appear in linkon city of all place, yk. where she lives?

like for one reason or another, she resonated with philos' core and it opened the wormhole. maybe.

going back to sleep after this good night. will tag tomr

#edit for the tags #love and deepspace

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postsofbabel · 6 months

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prismaticpichu · 23 days

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Have you really been writing Zack and Seph since the sixth grade? 🥺

How did you first get into FVII?

Yesss!! 💕 Well, kinda! xD I started writing fanfic period during the summer of when I was going into 6th grade — a 101 page-long google doc epic abt a Houndoom that I will not share unless there is some extreme demand for it 😂 — and started writing FF7 fics in the middle of 8th grade. The first one I ever wrote was actually about Angeal & Genesis mentoring Seph, but I never finished. The first one I did finish was a Zack & Seph fic called “Blazes & Bullets”, which was a Nibelheim fix-it bc HECK I fell in love with these two so much and discovered how much Seph’s betrayal of Zack hurt me a little too severely 😂

And the reason I fell in love with ZS? Well, that credit goes to a phenomenal author by the name of LuckyLadybug, whose fics I discovered and kept my heart happy during Covid. They’re oldies from around 2006-7 (literally, they were being written before I was born xD), but they were the most loving, engaging and special platonic ZS fics that I have ever read. And I was so inspired by her that I wanted to carry on that torch and write platonic ZS adventures of my own! 💕

How I got into FF7 period goes back to Sephiroth’s appearance in Smash Bros. Fell absolutely head-over-heels in love with him during his intro trailer, and in the following days (this is, like, beginning of 8th grade for me), I spent hours upon hours devouring Remake cutscenes, og cutscenes, and eventually a playthrough of Crisis Core. After that came a fanfic-binging spree, then I found LuckyLadybug, and now we’ve come full circle! 😂

I’m in the 11th grade now, and I’m still going strong with my hobby!!! Writing fanfic — especially Zack & Sephiroth — has been a huge, huge cathartic escape for me, as well as a way for me to stretch my writing muscles and evolve! I’m grateful every day for stumbling across a community where I am welcomed, and to have a safe and cozy place to share my work. You guys absolutely rock!! <33

Tysm for your interest!! ❤️

#sephiroth #zack fair #crisis core #ffvii #ff7 #pichu writing #asks #ty!!#life of pi #chu

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zendayaaaaa · 22 days

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Assistants are very common for rich people. Anon probably doesn't notice them because they are generally treated like trash and asked to stay away from the camera. Also in a time when it has been revealed how common abuse is in Hollywood and how most abusers are masters of opportunity, trying to find moments when they can be alone with their targets, the constant presence of a trusted assistant like Darnell is an essential tool for Z to conduct business in Hollywood. And then beautiful celebs are targeted by crazy fans that try to trespass into their houses. By the time cops get to the house it can be too late. Even freaking Elordi had to file a protection order against a crazy trespasser. I hope that this anon could try to put themselves in Zs shoes and imagine how hard it is to do the most minor interactions because you would always find people that have no respect to boundaries. Given how protective Tom is of Z, I'm sure that he's glad she has someone like Darnell with her

Absolutely 💯

Even if we ignore the fact that he is an essential part of the logistics of her work, he’s a crucial ally in navigating the complexities and dangers of Hollywood. And before anyone starts talking about the possibilities of bodyguards, Z’s vulnerability isn’t just in the spotlight – it’s a 24/7 thing.We often praise her dad for protecting her and looking out for her during her younger years in the industry, but often forget that Darnell is currently doing a similar thing, just on a different scale. Unfortunately, the threat is constant for actresses, both in the industry and in the outer world. As you’ve said, the support and protection provided by assistants like Darnell become indispensable assets for individuals like Z and are undoubtedly appreciated by those close to her, including Tom.

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violetthekiller · 2 months

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Zendaya and Law started it, everyone knows this so how dare they lie and credit Margot Robbie and her stylist especially when Margot has had a reputation of dressing bad for years

the thing is that just last year Margot with Barbie wasn’t the first to do it. Halle’s looks for The Little Mermaid were reference dressing at the beginning of the year before Barbie press even started!

and Law/Z have never claimed they invented it but most definitely have popularised it in recent years and it’s been Zs thing for at least 7/8 years now

it’s nothing to do with Margot or her stylist bc they’re not claiming to have invented it, but these publications are wrong for saying she’s the one to make it the ‘trendy’ thing to do on press tours

#ok i am actually going to sleep now #ask

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