#colleagues and kids 🙏🙏🙏

[visualtaehyun]

15 people, 15 questions

I am clearly behind because by now I've been tagged by @rocketturtle4 @airenyah and @zimmbzon to do this - thanks y'all ✨

1) Are you named after anyone?

I am! Bella is my actual nickname but it's just the second half of a longer name. The first half I share with both a maternal and a paternal great-grandmother.

2) When was the last time you cried?

I'm an easy crier when it comes to media so my kneejerk reaction was to assume that was the last time. But, while I was at my sister's over the last few days, we went to wish our mom Merry Christmas at her grave, just the two of us. 🌻

3) Do you have kids?

Nope.

4) What sports do you play/have you played?

I'm anything but athletic dhshdjhs I played basketball for like 2 years as a kid but apart from that uhhhh I enjoy? taking a walk?? on occasion???

5) Do you use sarcasm?

I do partake, yes.

6) What's the first thing you notice about people?

Hm, their height maybe? That's just the way it is as a smol™.

7) What's your eye color?

I've got a case of those big brown eyes like a baby cow.

8) Scary movies or happy endings?

Why not both? I love scary movies, as long as they don't veer into gore. And I enjoy ambiguous or open endings but happy ones are my favorite. I do like a tragedy though, provided I am prepared for it!

9) Any talents?

I guess I'm good at keeping cool when others are stressing aka I have the Mom Friend override even though I'm anxious by nature myself. Other than that, I've been told I'm a thoughtful gift giver.

10) Where were you born?

Yermahnee 🇩🇪

11) What are your hobbies?

Currently, it's really only learning Thai and consuming Thai media, both of which go hand in hand for me. But I also play D&D, like to draw (mostly fueled by playing D&D lol), read novels, play games (though mostly to spend time with friends these days, be it videogames, tabletop games, escape rooms), and I love cooking!

12) Do you have any pets?

My apartment's kinda too small to keep a pet so- no.

13) How tall are you?

1,58m which ought to be about 5'2" - I'm pretty sure I've been this height since I was like 10 which means I last felt like a tol™ in elementary school lmao

14) What was your favorite subject in school?

English! Languages have always come naturally to me but English has become second nature - which is why teen-me thought she should totally just go study English at university and see where it takes her. Four years later, I was finally ready to admit I hated academia, dropped out of uni without a degree to the dismay of my parents, and did a 180 by doing an apprenticeship as a baker. :D

15) What is your dream job?

I'm pretty happy with where I work now because I finally have colleagues I like and I love the work I do. So I don't think I have a dream job but who knows what the future holds.

I'm sure most people have played already but I'm gonna tag some followers for a change! It's still wild to me that anyone would actively click follow for my rambles about Thai and Thai media but I'm glad that my nerdy niche is interesting to y'all 🙏

Tagging @nemesis-21 @nongnaopat @becomingabeing @whomanist @silvercrystal1 @purlpeiris @thestarscanalwayslookatus @mygwenchan @fruityheffalump @non-binarypal7 @queersouthasian @panncakes @blneobin @infinitelyprecious @theflagscene - no pressure and you're ofc free to ignore this :D

#tag game #bella and the blorbos #i kinda forgot today is friday so i gotta go watch last twilight now!!

[larabiatasstuff]

Hey bestie! I have a CK Terry Silver request for you, and it's a rather steamy one...😏 Please could you write a scenario where you have a bad boyfriend who doesn't appreciate you, and at the same time you happen to be best friends with your work colleague Terry. He knows that your boyfriend isnt good for you, and when he discovers that he dumped you for someone else, Terry comforts you when he invites you to his place to feel better. After a while, one thing leads to another and you and Terry end up having s#x...BUT...your now ex boyfriend calls your phone as Terry's doing you, and Terry picks up the phone and tells him exactly what he's doing. And telling him that you are now finaly getting what you need, and making you scream in the process, something that the ex never could! 😃 please take all the time you need bestie, I love you 💚💚💚

Hey bestie! I have a CK Terry Silver request for you, and it's a rather steamy one...😏 Please could you write a scenario where you have a bad boyfriend who doesn't appreciate you, and at the same time you happen to be best friends with your work colleague Terry. He knows that your boyfriend isnt good for you, and when he discovers that he dumped you for someone else, Terry comforts you when he invites you to his place to feel better. After a while, one thing leads to another and you and Terry end up having s#x...BUT...your now ex boyfriend calls your phone as Terry's doing you, and Terry picks up the phone and tells him exactly what he's doing. And telling him that you are now finaly getting what you need, and making you scream in the process, something that the ex never could! 😃 please take all the time you need bestie, I love you 💚💚💚

Oh Bestie I absolutely love your request 😏 How could I not write that for you? 🙏

"You know you could put a little more effort in your looks. Any other girlfriend would try to look as beautiful as they could for their man but you... You're not even trying Y/N." I was standing in front of the full body mirror in our bedroom, getting ready for work when Mark entered the room criticizing me." Mark I'm teaching karate to kids, my style is more than appropriate for that. " he snorted and waved it off" Yeah whatever, I'm going out with the boys. Don't wait for me. "with that he left without even looking at me. I looked into the mirror, he was right I wasn't a beauty queem, I loved wearing comfy clothes and I rarely wore make up but that was me. I shook my head, put up my sports bag and made my way to the dojo where Terry was already waiting for me. "Hey Y/N, wow you look lovely today." he wasn't just my coworker he was also my best friend and he always knew how to make me smile. "Awww thank you Terry, that's really nice of you. I'm getting changed quickly." with that I got into the locker room. "You look lovely today" I smiled to myself at his words, Terry was such a kind person. We taught the afternoon class together today, the students loved it and I must say that I had a lot of fun too. Terry and I were sitting in the office filling out the paperwork when suddenly my phone buzzed. It was a message from Matt, I opened it and my heart burst into thousands of pieces. He sent me a picture of him with a very beautiful woman on his lap with the message "Sorry hun, but I really needed an upgrade. It's nothing personal."

#thomas ian griffith #sensei targaryen #terry silver #cobra kai #terry silver x reader

[solitarelee]

Hi! I'm the anon from Shirecorn's ask- I feel like my specific situation is very different. I'm not saying teachers Need to help (sorry if it sounded like that- bad with words. I wish you were allowed to, though) but in my district, for some reason, they refuse to at least stand by and let us work on student safety if that makes any sense? EX. we blocked some sites (like Kongregate and Newgrounds type sites, plus Instagram, Pinterest etc, exclusively non-school appropriate games and social media) and a bunch of teachers at multiple locations got extremely mad at us for some reason. We have a librarian who gets really. REALLY weird about us blocking anything explicit too. She's worse than the parents for some reason.

I know all districts are different, but also thank you for putting up the good fight at yours. 🙏godspeed soldier. May administration be conveniently looking the other direction

LOL they got mad because it also blocks it for teachers, which meant they couldn't go on instagram at work. They SHOULDN'T be going on instagram at work, mind you, but I'd be willing to bet that's why they got pissy (at work we also connect to the school wi-fi. yes it's a nightmare. yes it's slow. I worked at a school that had separate wi-fi for the teachers once, and that was heaven lmao). It's also possible you blocked some sites teachers were using as rewards. In order to motivate students, I've seen a lot of teachers basically say "if you finish early, you can play games on your laptop" in order to allow slower workers a chance to finish within the plan while not boring the faster students to absolute tears every class period. I've also personally run into the problem where students would go to increasingly sketchy, virus-ridden gaming sites because all the safe, popular ones were blocked by the school. Not saying they're right to get pissy at you (you're just doing your job, they should get pissy at the school board if they're gonna lol), just a few reasons, good and bad, they might be getting irritated.

A lot of teachers also get... I would say morally opposed to censorship. You have to remember that the association with censorship that teachers will have is very bad, books that aren't allowed in the library and an idea of "children's safety" that involves keeping them from learning anything about history, their own bodies, the memory of hired mobs screaming and calling them pedophiles at school board meetings (I work in English so I have a significant number of colleagues this exact thing has happened to. One of my closest work friends got called a faggot at one of those.)

A lot of teachers (honestly myself included sometimes) have a kneejerk reaction to a censorship-based concept of children's safety, because their primary experience with it is one that's built not around children's safety but around control of children. Most educators (and librarians) are inherently morally opposed to this kind of thing and will react negatively to any hint of it. When kids are coming from homes with "child protection" monitoring systems to schools with anything problematic blocked, it becomes an issue of control. This is potentially where some of the teachers and the librarians are coming from and why they're reacting that way.

The problem is at the same time, admin is often blocking us from teaching internet safety in a helpful way that isn't just revolved around blocking Instagram and Pornhub. In almost every school I've worked or was placed in for observation, lesson plans had to be approved by admin the week before, and they had to have a core curriculum connection, and internet safety ain't in there. That's supposed to be the job of comp classes that don't exist at any school anymore (comp class was where we learned internet safety when I was in school in the 90s/00s). Best I could ever do was internet literacy, because I'm an English teacher and there's a core curriculum about research that I could connect it to.

Needless to say, I wish we could help too, since just blocking sites (while necessary imo just for like... keeping students on task? a lot of ppl don't seem to realize children in schools from middle up have literal constant access to a laptop and are on it all day every day in all classes) doesn't really do anything to teach kids internet safety. Parents aren't doing it (parents are often the source of the problem too) and if teachers aren't allowed to... it just doesn't get done, full stop, as those are the only two kinds of adults we tolerate around kids.

#solitaretalk #long ramble about internet safety and education #thank u for clarifying btw! it makes sense from an education IT perspective #a lot of ppl just like blaming everything kids lack on teachers which is fair abt 50% of the time and not fair abt 50% of the time XD #we're crippled with oversight which isn't inherently a bad thing. the IDEA of core curriculum is good #but as with most things the way its actually implemented on the ground is ~*~functionally useless~*~

[sebstanaddict]

Always You

Chapter 17 - Blue Valentine

Note : I think another apology is needed for you guys. I'm sorry for what you're about to read 🙏🙏🙏😢

Summary : A love story chronicling the love and life of Sebastian Stan and Female!Reader. Inspired by Sebastian Stan's recent love life.

In this chapter we'll find out what happens after Sebastian was forced by Ana to do something he didn't want to do.

Pairings : Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader

Chapters: 17 / 22

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Warning : angst, anxiety, heartbreak, sexual references

Word count : 6.6k

Brooklyn, New York - December 2021

"What do you think about love at first sight? You think you can love somebody just by looking at them? But the thing is man, I felt like I knew her, you ever get that feeling? Yeah, I probably don't right... it felt like I did though. [... ] She just seems different, you know? I don't know, I just got a feeling about her. You know when a song comes on and you just gotta dance?"

Y/n was flopped on her sofa in front of her 32" TV, watching Ryan Gosling as Dean in the movie Blue Valentine talked about love at first sight to his colleague. Her old self would've thought what Dean said could be true. It happened to her after all. But her heartbroken current self judged it differently. Even if it happened, it didn't mean the couple who fell in love at first sight would live happily ever after. On the contrary, there was a bigger chance of them being miserable and ended the relationship with broken hearts in each party. Something she was definitely feeling.

It had been about three weeks after Sebastian broke up with her. Something she didn't think would be possible considering how much in love it seemed the both of them were with each other. But it wasn't like she didn't predict it already. Way before she agreed to start seeing him she already had doubts. His life as an internationally famous Hollywood actor was not compatible with her ordinary life as a mediocre journalist. She thought he would have worked harder to maintain their relationship. But apparently, just one advice from his team and he had no doubt at all in ending it with her. She was hurt, beyond hurt. She didn't think he would have the heart to do that to her. Prioritizing his career over her. But then again, he was ambitious. If he wasn't, he wouldn't have agreed to do the PR relationship with Ana.

Her mind wander back to when she was walking to her office on that fateful Monday morning, not realizing that her heart was going to be broken beyond repair that afternoon. She had just reached the subway station when she realized she had left her cellphone back at The Time Hotel's penthouse. So she quickly went back to the penthouse. When she got there, Sebastian was still having a meeting with his team. She didn't want to bother them so she quietly went up to the second floor to get her cellphone, which was left on the night stand by the bed. When she came down back to the first floor, she accidentally overheard Emma saying her name.

"We think that it would be better that you and y/n stop seeing each other, at least until the contract with Ana is over." y/n heard Emma say heavily.

"What?! Are you guys kidding me?" she heard Sebastian asked, his voice raised.

"Seb, we need you to focus for the next couple of months on press for your projects. On top of that, we have secured invites for you to attend Spirit Awards, BAFTA, the Vanity Fair Oscar Party and even The Met Gala! We've secured work for you for Valentino. And there are other jobs for you we are currently negotiating. We've planned 2022 to be your year. And we just think that perhaps.. having a relationship with y/n is not the correct thing to do right now. Especially with Ana in the mix. We don't want you to lose your focus." she heard Emma continued saying.

She didn't hear any response from Sebastian. It seemed he was thinking. She peeked outside to the patio from the first floor window. Sebastian was sitting on one of the chairs surrounding a glass rectangular table, his back to the window so she couldn't see his face.

"Sebastian, you signed up to the agency with a clear goal in mind, didn't you? You wanted success. With success, there's always a sacrifice you have to make. Remember, it's not everyday the agency hires talents. You're in the rare group of talented people the agency trusts to hire and manage. Don't give that up over a girl. Girls come and go, Sebastian." She heard Josh say.

Just then her cellphone buzzed, her boss was on the phone, looking for her it seemed. It was 9.30 am after all and she was beyond late. As much as she wanted to stay to listen to Sebastian's response to his team's request, she had to go. So, she quickly went outside from the penthouse, picked up the call from her boss and went to her office.

When she got back to the penthouse that afternoon she had a bad feeling. She entered the penthouse and found it to be really quiet, there was no sound at all. She looked for Sebastian on every room and every floor but he was gone. She checked the wardrobe and his clothes were gone too. She wanted to call him but realized she couldn't. She was afraid Ana would pick up on it. Her heart sank into her stomach as she realized what might have happened. She remembered the conversation she overheard Sebastian and his team was having that morning. She did not want to believe it.. but.. could it be that he heeded their request and decided to break up with her? Not even saying good bye to her in person? That didn't seem like him at all.

She sat on the edge of the bed in the bedroom, her chest felt tight as she tried to think of what to do. That's when she saw it, the letter Sebastian had written for her. It was folded into an envelope. The envelope was put on the night stand beside the bed, her name was written on it. She quickly picked it up, took out the letter from the envelope and read it.

"Dear Y/n,

First of all I would like to apologize for doing this through this letter and not in person. I'm afraid if I do this in person I wouldn't have been able to go through with it. Yes, I am a coward. I'm sorry Y/n. After my meeting with my team today I realized that right now I need to focus on my work. My team had done so much for me and I can't let them down. Considering what has happened with Ana and the risks to my and Lily's reputation, it seems I can't continue seeing you. It's too much of a distraction and a risk. It would be irresponsible of me if I do still see you, risking and sacrificing other people's lives and work just for my selfish desires. So, I'm sorry Y/n but I can't see you anymore.. I'm sure you're going to be angry at me, I can understand if you do. And I also understand if you never want to see me again. Take care and I hope you'll find someone one day who is more worthy of your love than stupid, and coward old me.

I'm sorry..

SS"

Y/n couldn't believe what she just read. She felt her heart broke into a thousand pieces, broken beyond repair. Tears started to stream freely down her face. As she cried and sobbed, she ripped the letter in half and scrunched it into a ball and threw it as far away as possible. It hit the window of the bedroom. The window where just yesterday morning she saw him standing at, bare chested in all his glory, mesmerizing her. The window where in front of it he held her and kissed her and where he agreed to have a bubble bath with her. How was it in just 34 hours everything changed so drastically?

She laid down on the bed and curled herself into a ball and cried. She cried for hours it seemed as she remembered every single memory with him. She remembered the first time she saw him in front of English Literature class, smiling at her and gesturing at her lips with his finger because she had pastry crumbs on her lips and how he laughed at her after she cleaned her lips. She remembered their first kiss during the spin the bottle game at his house and how they chatted and connected over cleaning his house. She remembered the moment near Constanta Casino where he told her how he felt about her, how happy and and ecstatic she felt upon hearing his confession. She remembered the moment they first made love, how much of a gentleman he was and how she felt he completed her. Everything that he had done and said to her before she read the letter seemed to indicate that he loved her so much and that she was the 'one' for him, just as he was the 'one' for her. Was it all just a lie? She thought. How could someone just change their hearts like that.

" You said for better or for worse. You said that. You said it. It was a promise. Now, this is my worst, okay? This is my worst. But I'm gonna get better."

Y/n watched as Dean begged to Cindy, his wife in the movie, played by Michelle Williams, to give him another chance. She couldn't help but shed a tear. Sebastian had made a promise to her, that he wasn't planning on letting her go, that she was his only love, that she always had his heart. But he had broken that promise. That was the reality. In real life there was no happily ever after. In real life there was no love at first sight. In real life people change. In real life no one truly loved her. Not Sebastian, not John, not Zac, not Michael, nor all of her exes throughout her life. All of them left her. Not a single one fought for her. They prioritize something or someone else above her. Michael prioritized his ego. Zac prioritized his career. John prioritized another woman. And Sebastian prioritized his career, same as Zac. Tears started to stream down her face as the realization hit her. She had no one to accompany her as she got older. And at her age it was increasingly difficult to find someone. She continued to cry as she thought of the possibility of her getting old and being alone, becoming a lonely spinster without a husband and children. Unlike some of her female friends who actually enjoyed being alone and unmarried, she actually wanted to have a family. So the fact that at her age she had no boyfriend hurt her so much.

She took a deep breath and wiped the tears from her eyes. She looked around her apartment. For the past three weeks she had it sterilized from anything related to Sebastian. She had sold everything Sebastian had bought for her, from the large 70" TV, the karaoke system, the bookcase and the books on it, the dresses, the shoes, the handbags. She only kept the heart shaped pendant and earrings. But she kept them buried deep on the back of her dresser's drawer where she couldn't just accidentally look at them. Even after all the things Sebastian bought her were gone, she still found it hard to be in her apartment. Her bed reminded her of him. Her sofa reminded her of him. Even her pantry reminded her of him. She had wanted to sleep at Shannon's place again but Shannon was unfortunately out of town for several months as she was filming for a movie. She ended up buying a folding bed and spent the nights sleeping there instead of on her bed. She also bought a sofa cover to make it seem like she was sitting on a new sofa. Unfortunately all of her efforts seemed to be failing. She couldn't help but think about him everyday even though it felt like a sharp knife pierced through her heart every time she did.

She didn't know how she had survived throughout that whole three weeks. It felt like a dream to her. Somehow she could still manage to go to work and her life was still manageable. Her apartment was clean and tidy, she didn't miss a single meal and she even went out on a run several times. Having had her heart broken multiple times in the past year probably strengthen her. She was happy about it. Perhaps it was really time that she focused on herself and forget about men. No one else could love her but herself. Unfortunately Christmas was coming, and not having anyone to spend Christmas with made her depressed again. That was why she decided to watch the movie. She needed something to make her strong again. And after watching the movie she did feel it. It was a sad and depressing movie but it helped put into perspective that love was not as great as people made it seem to be. She decided to spend Christmas at the soup kitchen. Rather than staying home alone and be depressed, her time and energy was much better spent helping other people.

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It was Christmas day and Y/n found herself behind the counter in the soup kitchen, serving food to the homeless and the unfortunate. Contrary to what she believed, there were less people that turned up to be served that day compared to any other regular day. Stella, the head of the soup kitchen said it was probably because a lot of other places like churches also provided meals for the homeless. After she was finished serving the food, she felt hungry so she took some of the food herself. She picked mashed potatoes, roasted chicken and some sauteed carrots and green beans. She carried the plate full of food and sat in front of Marie, a homeless woman in her 50s that she had known from the times she spent at the soup kitchen.

"Hi Marie." she greeted Marie and smiled at her.

"Hi Y/n. How are you?" Marie greeted her back.

"I'm good thank you. How are you?" she asked.

"I'm good too. Would've felt better if I can spend today with Bill. But oh well, life must go on." she said, referring to her recently deceased husband Bill.

"Oh Marie, I'm sorry to hear that." Y/n said as she reached out her hand to Marie's and squeezed it to soothe her.

"It's fine dear. It does take some getting used to living life without him. But, you gotta stay strong huh?" she said, winking at her.

Y/n smiled at her and she agreed with her. No matter what happens in life you just gotta stay strong. She was proud of herself for being able to survive the days without Sebastian. She would never be able to forget about him, that much was true. But she looked forward to being able to remember him and felt love and peace, and not felt like a thousand arrows had pierced her heart instead. It had not happened yet though. She suspected it would take more time. Time will heal all wounds or so they say.

She took a spoonful of the mashed potato and the roasted chicken. The mashed potato was smooth, creamy and delicious. But the roasted chicken smelled and tasted weird. She felt nauseous all of a sudden. She stood up quickly and ran to the restroom and threw up in the toilet. There wasn't much food that she threw up as she hadn't had much food that day. She only had a piece of bagel and coffee that morning. She stood up from the toilet, flushed it then went to the sink to clean up her mouth and hands.

After she was done washing her hands and mouth she looked up to stare at herself in the mirror and felt queasy. She wasn't feeling well. Perhaps it was time for her to go home and rest. She was done anyway serving the food to people. But she still felt hungry, so she got out of the restroom, went back to the table where she left her food and continued eating. She set the chicken aside and just ate the mashed potatoes and sauteed carrots and green beans. After she was done, she said good bye to Marie and Stella and went home.

For the next couple of days her nausea got worse. Strangely enough it was triggered only by certain smells. But once she was triggered, the nauseous feeling just wouldn't go away. She also felt extremely tired. Her lower back and lower stomach hurt, and she found herself going to the bathroom to pee much more often than before. She contemplated going to the doctor to find out what was wrong with her. But she decided to search on the internet about her symptoms first. Maybe she could find out what kind of ailment she was having and she didn't need to go the doctor. She could just buy the medicines she needed from a nearby drugstore.

She sat on her working corner in her bedroom and opened her laptop. Once her laptop was on, she opened her browser and opened the website Symptom Checker on WebMD. There on the website she typed in her symptoms: nausea, pain in lower back, lower abdominal pain, urinating more frequently, fatigue. There was an option after she put in her symptoms asking whether it was possible that she was pregnant. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked at the question. Was she pregnant? She chose the Yes option at that question and continued to get the result. To her surprise the topmost result was that she might be pregnant! Second result was she could be having a miscarriage. But she didn't have any bleeding so it wasn't likely. She leaned back on the chair, feeling weak all of a sudden. She racked her brain, trying to remember the last time she had her period. She remembered that when she went to Romania with Sebastian she was just finished her period, and after that she was supposed to have it again in early December, but she realized it hadn't shown. Oh no! Could she really be pregnant?

She stood up, put on her coat and shoes, grabbed her wallet and cellphone and decided to go get a pregnancy test from a nearby drugstore. As she walked to the drugstore she tried to remember the times she and Sebastian had sex. She remembered that they were being careful. He put protection every time. Even if he didn't, he didn't let his spend get inside her. Except.. except that first time they did it. Their very first time. Blinded by love and lust, they had forgotten to put on protection and she remembered Sebastian had let himself come inside her. She shook her head in disbelief. Feeling so angry at him and herself for being so irresponsible.

She pushed the door of the drugstore and found it empty of people. It was night after all, a little after 9 pm. The drugstore was about to close in an hour. She went straight to the cashier and asked for pregnancy tests. There were many brands and she was confused which one to get. So she decided to let the drugstore clerk chose three of the best and most sensitive ones for her. After paying for them she went straight back to her apartment.

She sat on the toilet seat, her hand shook a little holding one of the pregnancy tests in her hand. She had peed on it previously and was waiting for the result. Several minutes went by and she saw it, there were two lines on the test. She was pregnant. Her body shook in surprise as the fact hit her like a freight train. She was pregnant. With Sebastian's baby. She felt a mixture of happiness, sadness and anger at the same time. She wanted nothing more to tell Sebastian about it. But she couldn't. She realized then that the test could be wrong. So she took two more tests. Each one came back positive. She was carrying Sebastian's baby!

She went outside of the bathroom, feeling like she didn't even touched earth. She felt like she was dreaming. She carried the pregnancy tests in her hand, then sat on the folding bed and put the tests on them. She stared at them and stared at her lower stomach. She caressed her lower stomach, wondering if she could feel the growing fetus inside her. But of course she couldn't, not yet. She decided to get herself checked by a gynecologist, to make sure she really was pregnant. And if she was she wanted to make sure she and the fetus was okay. She went back to her laptop and searched for a nearby hospital. She made an appointment for the next day with a gynecologist at The Brooklyn Hospital Center at downtown Brooklyn. After she made the appointment, she went back to sit on the folding bed, set the pregnancy tests aside and laid down on the bed.

As she laid down and stared to the ceiling, she put her hand on her lower stomach, caressing it gently. She wondered where and what Sebastian was doing. She missed him so much. She wished nothing else but to be by his side. Letting him know that he was going to be a dad. She imagined he must have felt very happy knowing that he was going to be a dad. Sebastian loved children. He told her several times that he wanted to have children one day. And if he did, he wanted more than one as he felt kind of lonely being an only child. He did have a half brother and step siblings, but it still felt different, he once said. Tears started to roll down her face as she thought of Sebastian. She wondered if he would come back to be with her if he knew she was carrying his baby. Or would he still ignore her and continued to focus on his career? Unfortunately it was a question that she wouldn't know the answer to. At least for awhile.

She sat up suddenly, feeling like she missed him so much and needed him. She went to her dresser, opened the drawer and reached out to the back. She picked it up, the velvet box containing the necklace and earrings Sebastian bought her. She opened it and picked up the necklace and pendant. Her heart ached as she looked at the pendant and remembered the time they promised to each other to always be in each other's hearts. She put on the necklace on her neck, closed the box and put the box back into the drawer. Then she went to her wardrobe. She knew she still had it, his favorite white shirt. She remembered not wanting to throw it away as she felt she might need it someday. She was right. She needed to feel he was by her side, and the pendant and shirt were the only things connecting her to him that she still kept. She finally found it, his favorite shirt, buried underneath her clothes that she rarely wore. She put it near her nose and inhaled its scent. Somehow she could still smell it, his signature pine and citrus scent. The scent triggered her to cry again. She held the shirt with both hands and buried her face on it. She missed him.. so so much.. now more than ever. She sank down onto the floor in front of her wardrobe, her body shook in sadness, she wondered whether she could go through with the pregnancy alone. She was after all living completely alone there in New York. She remembered her mom, who had died five years ago. If she was still alive, she could have gone back to New Brunswick and stayed there. Her mother would have taken care of her. Remembering her mother hurt and she cried even harder. After several minutes, she finally calmed down. There was no use in crying. She had to be strong. If not for her then for the unborn child growing inside her. She took a deep breath, wiped the tears from her eyes and she brought the shirt back to the folding bed. She laid down on the bed, put the shirt on top of her so that it covered her stomach and chest. She caressed her lower stomach with his shirt underneath her hand and whispered to her unborn child.

"I hope you can feel it my little bean, the presence of your dad. You'll meet him one day. I promise you that. But for now it's just the two of us, okay? Even though it's just the two of us, I promise to love you and take care of you. I'll be the best mom ever! Don't you worry okay, my little bean. I'm here for you. I'm gonna be strong for you. I love you so much, even if you're only weeks old. And your dad will love you too.. he will.. I'm sure he will." Tears streamed down her face again as she continued caressing her stomach and inhaled his scent. It took a long time but she finally fell asleep, exhausted from all the crying, with tear tracks on her cheek.

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Y/n opened her eyes and didn't feel so good. Her chest felt heavy, her lower stomach and back still hurt a little, and she was feeling nauseous a little. She sat up slowly and felt something slid down off her chest. It was Sebastian's shirt. She had fallen asleep still holding it on her chest. She picked it up and hugged it then said.

"Good morning Iubirea mea.. " she put it in front of her nose, inhaled its scent and kissed it, pretending she was kissing him. Her heart ached so much, remembering all those times she woke up next to him, greeted by his gorgeous dreamy blue eyes. She sighed. She had gone crazy, she thought. She folded his shirt then put it on the folding bed. She then stood up and decided to make some tea and eat breakfast. She remembered she had an appointment with the gynecologist at 10 am that morning. She glanced at the clock on the wall and saw it was 8 am already so she needed to get ready.

After making some tea, she decided to make a peanut butter sandwich for breakfast. She suddenly had a craving for peanut butter. But when she opened the wrapping of the white bread she was going to use, the smell of the white bread triggered her nausea. Here we go again. She thought in annoyance. She wondered how long the nausea would last. It was really uncomfortable. She was really looking forward to eating the peanut butter sandwich but she had lost all of her appetite. She closed the wrapper of the white bread and put it aside. She decided to just get something to eat at the hospital.

She went to her bathroom to take a shower. To her surprise, she found some reddish brown spotting on her underwear. Her heart pounded as she saw it.

"Little bean, are you okay in there?" She said to her fetus while caressing her lower stomach gently.

"Hang in there okay. I'm gonna get you checked today. Please hang in there." She said anxiously.

Thankfully she didn't find anymore blood coming out of her as she cleaned herself up. But she couldn't help but still felt anxious. Her lower stomach hurt even more now after she found the spotting on her underwear. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. She then slowly went out of the bathroom, got herself dressed then she went to the hospital.

It was 9.30 am when she arrived at The Brooklyn Hospital Center. The hospital complex was quite big. It was a public hospital but the building and facilities were like those found in private hospitals. She went inside the hospital through the front lobby and went to the front desk.

"Good morning." She said to the woman behind the front desk counter.

"Good morning, ma'am. How can I help you?" The woman smiled at her and asked.

"I have an appointment with dr. Selena Ali from Obstetrics & Gynecology." She replied.

"I see. The Obstetrics & Gynecology clinic is located on the third floor. You can reach it with the elevator, which is located just on your right there." The woman responded while gesturing her hand toward the elevator on Y/n's right.

"Okay. Thank you." She said.

"You're welcome, ma'am." The woman smiled at her and went back down to sit on her chair.

The elevator dinged as she arrived at the third floor. She got out of the elevator and looked around. Her eyes caught the Obstetrics & Gynecology sign on her right, so she went there. A nurse was sitting behind a desk and she smiled at Y/n as she approached.

"Good morning." Y/n said.

"Good morning, ma'am. How can I help you?" The nurse smiled at her.

"I'm here to see dr.Selena Ali. I have a 10 am appointment." She replied.

"I see. Please wait a moment, ma'am." The nurse said as she accessed a computer in front of her to check for Y/n's appointment.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. It seems you are a new patient?" The nurse asked.

"I am. Yes." Y/n replied.

"May I borrow your ID card? I need to register you as a new patient before you can see dr.Selena." The nurse said.

"Oh, of course." Y/n opened her purse and took her ID card out of her wallet then gave it to the nurse.

"Would you mind writing your cellphone number and email address here?" The nurse said, giving her a small piece of paper and a pen.

Y/n nodded and wrote her cellphone number and email address on the paper then slipped it back to the nurse.

"Thank you, ma'am. Please have a seat. I will call you to have your vitals checked after I'm done registering you to our system." The nurse said.

"Thank you." Y/n nodded then went to sit on a chair not far from the nurse station.

She looked around and saw some other patients around her. All of them had someone to accompany them. Whether it was their husbands or partners, or their family members. She felt a pang in her chest as she looked at them. She decided to just open her cellphone while waiting and read the latest news. She didn't want to be reminded that she was there alone. It hurt her to think about that fact.

It didn't take long for the nurse to register her to hospital's system. She was called not long after for her vitals to be taken. After the nurse took her vitals, she sat on a chair near the door to the examination room. Her heart pounded hard as she waited. This was it. Even though she had three positive pregnancy tests, it was still possible they were all wrong. She could only confirm it with an ultrasound at a gynecologist's office. Suddenly, the door to the examination room was opened. Another nurse came out of it with a clipboard on her hand. She then called out Y/n's name. She stood up and entered the examination room nervously.

dr. Selena Ali was a young doctor of Indian descent. She had long pretty black hair, wide eyes and brown skin. She smiled warmly at Y/n as she took a seat in front of her. Her smile made her anxiety lessened somewhat.

"Good morning Ms.Y/f/n Y/l/n." dr.Selena greeted her.

"Good morning, doctor." Y/n replied, smiling back at her.

"How can I help you today?" dr.Selena asked as she opened Y/n's empty medical record in front of her.

"Umm.. doctor, I think I may be pregnant. I.. I've missed my period and I took three pregnancy tests yesterday and they all came back positive." she said slowly.

"Ah, I see. Alright, may I know when your last period started?" the doctor asked as she scribbled some notes on her medical record.

"Umm.. I think around November 1st." she said.

"Okay. That means if you really are pregnant you would be around 8 weeks." she said as she consulted a calendar on the table.

Y/n's brows shot up. 2 months pregnant? She could already be 2 months pregnant? She thought in disbelief.

"Alright, let's get you checked. Please get on the examination bed and we'll see your baby." the doctor smiled at her.

Y/n stood up and got onto the bed. She laid down and the doctor asked for her permission to open the lower part of the shirt she was wearing to access her stomach. She nodded and then the doctor opened the lower part of her shirt and squeezed some clear gel onto her stomach. The doctor then took the ultrasound transducer and swiped it all across her lower stomach. She then focused on the area where her uterus would be and pressed it here and there, trying to find a clear view of it on the monitor. After awhile she stopped and said.

"There it is. We can see the sac here and your baby here." the doctor said, pointing to a black circle on the monitor and a bean-like figure inside it. Y/n's eyes widened as she saw her unborn child on the monitor.

"So..I'm really pregnant?" she asked, still not believing it.

"Yes you are." the doctor smiled. She then made some measurements on the monitor and said. "It seems you are about 8 weeks into the pregnancy. Your baby is about half an inch long."

"Oh wow. Is that the normal size for an 8 week old fetus?" she asked.

"Oh yes, perfectly normal. An 8 week old fetus is typically between 1/2 to 3/4 inch long." The doctor responded.

Y/n breathed a sigh of relief. Glad her baby was growing normally. She then remembered the spotting and the pain on her lower stomach and back.

"Doctor, I've been having some pain in my lower stomach and back. And I had some spotting this morning. Should I be concerned?" she asked.

"Well, cramping in early pregnancy is normal. Light spotting too. But it all depends on the condition of the mother. Let me check whether there are anything else we should be concerned about." the doctor replied.

She then swiped the transducer around Y/n's stomach and said. "It seems you have a uterine fibroid. It's not big, only about 2 inches in length. It will pass as you give birth. So you don't need to be concerned about it. Although it might be causing the spotting and cramps." the doctor said.

"Okay." Y/n said, relieved that it was nothing to be concerned about.

"Hmm.. as I checked your ovaries, there are cysts on both your ovaries. The left one is about 1,5 inches, and the right one is about an inch. Considering your age and that you also have uterine fibroids, I think it's better that I give you some progesterone suppositories, to strengthen your pregnancy and prevent miscarriage. And I would also advise for you to be on bed rest for at least a week." the doctor said.

Y/n's heart plummeted as she heard what the doctor said. She needed to be on bed rest? But she had no one to look after her. It wasn't possible for her to just stay in bed for a week.

"Doctor, I'm sorry, but I.. I live alone, so it's really not possible for me to get a bed rest. I have no one to take care of me." she said, her voice shook and she tried to blink back tears.

"Oh? What about the father of your baby?" the doctor asked in concern.

"We.. " Y/n sighed as she tried to find the words to explain her situation with Sebastian. "We aren't exactly on speaking terms right now." She finally said.

The doctor stared at her in concern and reached out to squeeze her hand.

"Don't worry, you can always stay here at the hospital if you want. We'll take care of you." The doctor said, smiling at her.

"I.. okay then." Y/n said.

She couldn't believe she needed to be hospitalized. She was happy her baby seemed okay but also anxious over her condition.

"Do you want to hear your baby's heartbeat?" the doctor asked cheerfully, trying to make Y/n happy.

"I can hear the baby's heartbeat?" she asked in awe.

"Yes, you can." the doctor smiled as she returned the transducer back to its place and the nurse brought a doppler ultrasound to them to hear the baby's heartbeat.

The doctor turned the doppler on and put the probe on Y/n's stomach. She then turned the volume up and there it was. She could hear the sound like galloping horses coming out of the doppler's speaker. She could hear her baby's heartbeat! She had a living, growing being inside her! She dropped a tear in awe and happiness as she listened to it.

"The heartbeat is strong. Your baby seems to be growing healthy and strong." the doctor said, smiling at her.

Y/n breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you so much, doctor." she said.

"You're welcome Ms. Y/l/n." the doctor replied as she turned the doppler off.

She then left her and went back to her table to write some more on Y/n's medical record. The nurse helped Y/n clean her stomach from the gel. Once she was clean, she closed her shirt back. The nurse then printed out the ultrasound picture of her baby and gave it to her. Y/n looked at it and felt her heart warm. Her baby was okay, that was the most important thing.

"So, would you like to go home or stay here?" the doctor asked.

Y/n contemplated her options. She didn't want to lose her baby so it seemed it was wiser to stay at the hospital where she and her baby would be taken care of. She did have insurance from her office. She hoped it would cover her stay at the hospital.

"I think it's best that I stay here, doctor." she said.

"Alright, we'll make the arrangements. Mindy, would you please get a wheelchair to bring her up to her room?" the doctor said to the nurse.

"Wheelchair?" Y/n asked in surprise.

"Yes, you're supposed to be on bed rest, so that means you should not be walking too much unless to the bathroom." the doctor said.

"Oh, okay." Y/n said dejectedly. She felt fine so it felt weird that she wasn't allowed to walk. But she trusted the doctor and decided to obey her.

About an hour later she found herself laying down on a bed in her hospital room. The nurse just left after explaining to her about the facilities in the room and showing her the button to press to call them if she needed them. She looked around the room, devoid of any friends or family members. No one in her life knew she was pregnant let alone hospitalized because of it. Her heart ached as she remembered Sebastian again. How she wished he was there to comfort her and take care of her. Tears started to stream down her face as she never felt so alone in her whole entire life.

Chapter 18 >

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan fanfic #sebastian stan fanfiction #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x female reader #sebastian stan x y/n #sebastian stan x you

[pxrxmoore]

beth!!! i was in the kitchen with my mom and she was watching 911 (i've never seen any of it except for the gifs you reblog lmao) and literally the scene that came up was eddie dropping off his kid at buck's place and telling buck that there's no one he trusts more with his son than him and i'm like okay???? no wonder beth goes insane for these two on main on a daily basis lmao djskdjks hopefully this isn't a spoiler for you oops i didn't think of that anyway the point is after just one scene: I See It -monse<3

IM SCREMWKRNJSJXKWKS YEAH YEAH RIGHT????? BRO ????????? broooooo hahahhahaaaa please this is so fuckin funny i’m losing my MIND

hey my completely platonic bro friend listen yeah hold on i’m just gonna. grip ur neck a lil. and can u? stare directly into my eyes real quick??? yeah thanks Anyway. i have blood relatives that live in the city and literally babysit my son and i have colleagues at work who actually have their own children but fuck i trust u with him more than anyone on earth. cool laters my bff :)

​monse perhaps ur the loml thank u for entertaining the madness @lukemichaelcalumashton 😌🙏

#WCREWNSJXKDKDJ #IM SO GLAD U GET IT HAHAHAAAA #no worries about spoilers babeyy we in the thick of it it’s all good 🥰 #also i have watched that scene Many times bc i am sane and normal 😌 #damn the 911 writers are insane for this actually 😌 #lukemichaelcalumashton

[bungod-hearth]

Okay Overwatch fandom, I haven't been here in a hot second but I need help for finding a fic I read years ago 💦

It was DVA centric, character study, multi chapter and long from what I remember, canon adjacent, quite serious and focusing on her issues as a very young and renown soldier that still gets treated as a kid by her colleagues, with a bit of sort-of-parenting from Pharah and Mercy. There was no shipping in it back then (besides a lil hint of Pharamercy), idk if stuff got added later on.

Please help 🙏

#overwatch #d.va #hana song #pharmercy #overwatch fic

[henriettehellstern]

Dear friends

Thank you for your support this year🙏

Art is my passion, and I find inspiration at the most unexpected moments. I have always had a strong sense of curiosity and drive. I often find myself writing and drawing in the dark at night, hoping not to disturb my sleeping wife, as I strive to create even better works each day. Despite turning 44 this year👵, I am fortunate to have the freedom to explore, experiment, and embrace failure in my artistic journey. I constantly seek out new methods, textures, and energy to infuse into my creations. I remain open to new ideas, new perspectives, and new experiences. I am grateful to be in a position where I can seize opportunities and express myself through my art🎨

This year, I have chosen to work with the issue of hate crimes against the LGBTQ+ community, which has deeply affected me. I have painted scenarios depicting our everyday lives, places that have witnessed crimes against individuals simply for being true to themselves. These places continue to exist, but perhaps with a sense of strain. My ultimate goal is to foster dialogue and understanding, so that we can grow wiser together and embrace our differences instead of harboring hatred.

As the shortest day of the year approaches, I am reminded that the light will gradually return. Soon, 2023 will come to an end. I want to express my gratitude to all of you for following and supporting me. I cherish every comment, see every like and love every word of encouragement. Sending my love to all of you: friends, followers, fans, collectors, colleagues, partners, my wife, my kids and my cat💞

Thank you for being part of my journey🧗‍♀️

Sincerely

HH

#gratitude #studiolife #artistlife #contemplating #artistfamily #contemporaryart #fineart #femalepainter #maleri #samtidskunst #henriettehellstern #itsinmyveins #staycurious #zeitgenössischekunst #queerart #abstractexpressionism #actionpainting #artnow #thankyoumarinaabramovich #thankyouursulareuterchristiansen #thankyouleekrasner

#gratitude #fineart #contemporaryart #samtidskunst #copenhagen #female painter #queerart #contemporary art #actionpainting #henriettehellstern #kunst #zeitgenössisch #kunstmalerei #artnow #contemplating #artistlife #artist family #staycurious

[benny-shadowbox]

Meet Ryder - The real fighter in all of this. 🥊

Ryder's story hits close to home. His mom, Kelly, was part of my staff at Inspirations Paint Gregory Hills, awaiting the completion of their family of four with this handsome young boy. But life took a cruel turn. Just when Kelly was due to return to work, Ryder, this little legend, faced a devastating diagnosis - brain cancer.

I can't even begin to imagine what the Montgomery family has endured since that day. Ryder's life became a rollercoaster, in and out of the hospital, battling aggressive chemotherapy and surgeries. Their world turned upside down, with a prognosis that no family should ever have to hear.

Ryder's fight is personal to me. On 3rd November, I'll be stepping into the ring to raise funds for Camp Quality, a children's cancer charity that's been supporting the Montgomerys through this painful journey.

I'm fighting for Ryder and all the kids like him. My goal is to raise as much as we can and bring awareness to Camp Quality's mission. To my friends, family, and colleagues, I hope you can make it to my fight. But if not, please consider donating to Camp Quality via this link: https://fundraise.campquality.org.au/fundraisers/BenIlacqua 

Every dollar counts and together, we can make a difference. 🙏

@Ryder the ATRT Brain Tumour Fighter

#boxing #boxingfamily #boxingfitness #boxingtraining #campquality #cancer #charity #cultureofstrong #fight #fitfam #fitness #fitnessmotivation #gym #shadowboxhq #sydney #sydneycontender #training #workout

[eviltiddyproductions]

Crash Course in Romance : Episode 4

‘Revolt of the Arithmetic Sequence’ it had a very adorable drawing next to it

Help what is this thumbnail. is the topper girl jealous of Hae-e because of a boy? I thought it was more academic rivalsy.

lmaoooo thankgod they didn’t kiss

he’s sleeping on the floor in his penthouse. 💀😭 random shooter when I catch you !!!

giggling with red cheeks going ‘this is the most physical affection I’ve had in years’ awww 🥹💗 ‘she’s going to be mortified as she sobers up’ truly 🤣

lmaooo she spat out her water

he’s so 💀 he’s eating this up

Chiyeol stop listening to conversations babe you’ll either hurt your head or heart

my girl Haeng is already drinking again 🤣

damn not just the girl, even the topper’s mom is a hater. like you can’t even stomach a compliment towards Ms Nam?

why are they all being so weird

my girl please get out of here 💀

LMAOOO love my baby’s friend’s down. they celebrate each other’s successes. even if it’s guessing an answer (she’s just like me)

they’re just fighting at the table lol

I mean the queen bee mother started it but she’s not wrong 💀✋ deadass said to her face ‘you contribute nothing ’ 😭

oh god it’s getting weird now

now why my girlie Ms Nam ended up getting injured NOO

oh I hate Sun Jae’s mom down didn’t even apologise to Ms Nam 💀✋

no way my girl was the only one who got hurt in this fight. I’ll fight everyone here

MY GIRL GOT LEVEL 1

awww Haengseon is cutting her fruit

no way she blames Hae-e for this lmaooo LOSERRRR BOOO

it was one question lol and you want to die. ugh that mom’s gonna ruin my girlies lives

this is so fucking fucked like she still won’t fuck with Sunjae or Sunjae’s mom. For that one dumbass question she’s going to fun for Hae-e

Ms Ban’s dinosaur T-shirt just gets more cuter, the more you stare at it. it’s got a patchwork of patterns

god give me 5% of the courage she carries I love her. she made some food and wondered if Chiyeol would want it and just texted him 🤣

slay sister. he even saved your contact!

enough to make him drop his coffee and smile

I’m going to go make me some though

Sunjae’s mom being real even if it’s for the sake of rules lol

Fuck Sua and her mom! Oh no she saw Sunjae and her walking. she’s going to say yes. just terrible. y’all suck so bad. fuck you !!!

Apparently everytime she makes something special he doesn’t get to eat it. Special extravagant lunch? ruined by overhearing colleagues. Special dinner packed by her? accused her of being a spy! now a new special dinner? she’s about to find out her daughter got kicked out 😭

nooooo my girls 😭😭😭

fuck sua and her mom so bad like I want y’all to suffer so much. maybe watching Vincenzo was a bad idea because the constant truck hitting doesn’t sound too bad now (for legal reasons, relax 🙏) I’m just mad 😭

this was actually so slay of chiyeol

it isn’t enough for sua to go after hae-e by cheating now she’s going to hit her with a dodgeball too OH I COULD FIGHT

now the director. she didn’t do shit !!! you were walking without looking. haeee and mama hold my hand

Chiyeol hearing another conversation again 💀

Aww he saved her from being arrested

arguing in the rain

my man losing his entire energy and strength oh no

at least weird jealous friend of chiyeol is a good teacher in a he understands the ice hockey student’s current situation way.

well that was a way to ask her to teach you. go off ice hockey boy. also no prop or moment is wasted in this show. she was drinking milk to drop that milk lol

oh my god how is chiyeol even standing. I hope he doesn’t collapse. 😭🙏

the guy who stole my girl’s seat has the audacity to be nasty to chiyeol lmaoooo

now he’s beefing with the teacher for getting kicked out? be fr 💀

oh god who is this hoodie person

oh isn’t that sun jae’s brother

bro just save my girlies and teacher from whatever this hoodie man is about to do to that’s nasty kid. 😭 also whatever happened to stalker girl

oh this was the beginning of the show !!! I thought it was years ago or something

oh no he just died ?

#mypeople save yourself 🙏

#crash course in romance #episode 4 #written update #who is that hoodie man was it really the elder brother #my god

[automatismoateo]

Nice that your niece was protected, what about the 3 that died? via /r/atheism

Nice that your niece was protected, what about the 3 that died?

So as many of you may know, there was a mass shooting at my daughter's school a couple days ago.

Part of this happened in the hall where my daughter and her colleagues have all of their classes and many of their offices. Her office will be in that hall next year. These kids are often there working until 9-9:30 at night. Occasionally later.

So my daughter marked herself safe on FB. Which is all well and good. She has lots of friends, family and former classmates and workmates that are probably interested/worried about her.

My sister comments "My beautiful Niece, protected by God🙏" and I want to say so many things!!!!

A couple of things I want to say.

"I didn't know God protects atheists."

"What about the 8 others that were harmed/killed?"

"Why didn't God stop the gunman?"

I won't because it's not worth the drama, but God can suck it!

This message is brought to you by AA as my sister was not nearly this religious before she went into that program.

Thank you for listening to my rant.

Submitted February 15, 2023 at 05:33PM by nykiek (From Reddit https://ift.tt/fqEHRV6)

#reddit

[thebaronmunchausen]

Some more thoughts about AI:

I have been receiving many messages during the last weeks about the AI topic. I also have blocked many users (I do not tolerate insults or disrespectful comments on my wall, please learn how to have a debate). There are a few arguments about this that I get very often and I would like to try address them.

One of them is the idea that the AI learns how to combine artistic influences exactly like a human brain does.

My short opinion? NO.

My long opinion? It is simply impossible. AI has evolved exponentially during the last few years and will keep doing so, I have no doubt. It seems that nowadays, mankind can't decide in which way they want to evolve, but we have become slaves of an unstoppable technological machinery that evolves just because we can do it, but it doesn't obey a specific purpose. We create the machine, and perhaps after that we can find a good purpose for it. Or a bad one. I am afraid our technological advances increase inequality instead of happiness, seeing the kind of people which controls it.

We will probably spend decades or centuries entangled into this philosophical debate. At this point, I am more worried about the immediate consequences of it, especially for the younger people in the industry.

The AI has been fed with the work of millions of artists at this point. Without their consent. Our work, our friend's work, our masters work. The machine does not combine this in the same way we do.

Do you remember the impact that your first influences caused on you as a kid?

Do you remember being a child when reading a book, watching a cartoon or playing a videogame when you LIVED something that changed you and sticked to your brain in a way you can still feel decades later?

Even not knowing why that specific event caused an impact on you, did it ever happened to you that years later you realized that the impact resonated with you in a way that allowed you to understand the depths of your mind and soul but you were not ready to understand yet?

Have you ever been drawing just because of the pleasure of it, and suddenly noticed unconscious traces of the work that shook you years ago, recognizing the brush strokes of a master, someone you admired or looked up to?

We owe what we are to the people that has been before us.

When we draw, we are paying respectful tribute to them. We are communicating with them trough time.

As a teacher, very often I get questioned what is considered stealing in terms of art. I always give the same reply: If someone is hiding the source of inspiration, that one is probably stealing.

The AI as it is now takes art and puts it on a meat grinder. There's no longer emotions, love, inspiration, unconscious, communication. No human experience. There is coding, mathematics, algorithms and calculations.

It kills what is really enjoyable in art and life: the JOURNEY.

If you read this and you are angry at me for some reason (don't be) let me say something before I finish: I am not against AI. I said it many times. I am sure many great artists will be using AI in the future to achieve iterations of their work on a quick way. But it will be done in an ethical way, not stealing the work of their colleagues, using this iterations to work with them, to paint over them, to create a collage, to finally create something new based on their human experience, not simply to text a prompt and click.

Artists will have no replacement. Humans will have no replacement.

Just to end this brick of text: mathematicians, engineers and coders are all artists to me. Human artists. And they have my utter respect.

UP: Akira Toriyama's work.

DOWN: my work.

Thanks for all you did for us sensei Toriyama 🙏

—Miki Montlló

[jakesunghoon]

STRAY KIDS WORLD DOMINATION 🥰 I am praying they come to my country one day </3 PRAYING 🙏

it's a face of "i hate that i'm eating this but i'm too nice to say anything" bc he is SUCH A GENTLE SOUL <3

i do!! oh no, don't be silly, no need to apologise! tbh i used to really love christmas but as i've grown older, it's just not as exciting anymore. </3 me and a few other colleagues are trying to get our work involved in fun Christmas things and i'm just like..... meh 😣

HYUNLIX YES 🥰 my beloveds !!!

omg you're precious </3 i love u too (platonic smooch for u too 🥰)

i love your icon AND YOUR HEADER </3 your header is so so cool!!! 🥰 i've been trying to create dash icons on photoshop, it's so hard :((

—stayblr secret santa 🎅 🎁🎄

they were in california at the same time as me and i cried a lil, died a lil even I HOPE YOU DO GET TO SEE THEM LIVE AS SOME POINT BC ITS A DIFFERENT LEVEL OF COOL

jungwon is too good for this world.. he IS a sweetheart and he is an aquarius and he is the result of that DJAKGJKA

this is such a squidward mentality and i live for it. i think the only exciting things nowadays are watching people opening what you got them or getting something for yourself tbh

AND AAAAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH when you're able to reveal yourself ill make you an icon for funsies < 333 ps is fun and games until it decides it wants to fist fight and you will lose (my motto) -10/10

#SO SORRY IM LATE I WAS OUT AND ABOUT LMAO #anonie #*asks

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Amamiya Henri Main Story — Chapter 05

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Henri: We have a secret relationship.

Henri: Right~?

MC: …!?

MC: … Y-Yeah.

All three ladies turned to stare at me when I answered.

(Ugh… their gazes are so sharp, it’s like they’re shooting daggers at me.)

Lady 1: Hmph.

Lady 2: Secret, huh?

Even after I looked away, I could still feel them judging me.

Lady 1: Hey.

I looked up and my eyes met hers.

She gave me a serious look, different from the one before.

Lady 1: Don’t take Henri’s words too seriously, okay?

MC: … What?

My eyes widened in surprise at that unexpected comment.

(What do you mean by that!?)

Lady 1: Henri is super friendly with everyone, so it’s easy to get the wrong idea.

Henri: Hey— what was that supposed to mean?

With his usual smile still on his face, Henri popped into the conversation.

Lady 2: It’s the whole reason why so many people get a crush on Henri.

Lady 3: That’s right.

They sounded as if they were just joking, but the look in their eyes was dead serious…

(I get it now. These ladies all have a crush on Henri.)

(But…)

Henri laughed the same time the realisation finally hit me.

Henri: Haha you must be kidding ^-^

Henri: I’m the one who always gets the wrong idea. All of you have boyfriends, don’t you?

(R-Really!?)

When I snapped my eyes back at the ladies, they started coming up with all sorts of excuses.

Lady 1: Yes but he’s not you…

Henri: W-What?

Lady 1: Because…

As the ladies began to get rather uncomfortable and glanced at one another, Henri grabbed my arm with his free hand.

Henri: Sorry, but we have to leave now. We’re in a rush.

He gave my arm a gentle tug while he spoke.

MC: …Y-Yeah let’s go.

Lady 1: Wait, hey—

Ignoring her attempts to stop us, Henri walked up the slope still gripping my arm.

(… Is this really okay?)

I glanced behind us, but there was no sign of the ladies following us.

However, one of them called out to us.

Lady 1: Henri! I’ll get in touch with you soon—!

Henri: Okay~

Henri looked back at the lady and waved the hand holding shopping bags.

Henri: Next time please let me know in advance before coming over. Bye bye!

Then we finally returned to the Sakuragi.

Even after we arrived in front of the main gate, Henri didn’t let go of my arm.

He opened the gate without saying a word.

MC: E-Erm… Henri… hand.

Henri looked surprised and quickly let go of my hand.

Henri: Oh, sorry. Did I hurt you!?

Henri: Could I have accidentally grabbed it too hard? Are you alright!?

MC: Yes, I’m alright. It didn’t hurt…

(It’s kind of hard to remain calm when you’re holding my upper arm.)

I was so embarrassed and my cheeks were burning, I couldn’t say a word.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of someone clasp their hands together and I looked up.

Henri: I'm so sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you.

Henri, with his hands together in front of his face (like 🙏), bowed his head to me in apology.

MC: …! I’m really perfectly fine, Henri. You don’t have to do this, please.

I immediately called out to him and Henri slowly looked up at me with an apologetic facial expression.

Henri: When I told them that I live in this area, I thought that it would pass like meaningless small talk… I didn’t expect them to actually come looking for my exact address.

Henri breathed a troubled sigh.

MC: You knew who that three ladies were… right?

Henri: Accurately speaking, they’re acquaintances of a senior colleague of mine. We’ve only had a few drinks together.

MC: I see.

(I wonder… if it was a drinking party or a blind date.)

Henri: You seem quite surprised.

Henri smiled wryly as he spoke.

(I think I may have misunderstood something.)

== Flashback Start ==

Makoto: He’s popular because he works for a famous company, but he’s also really handsome and smart, don’t you think?

Makoto: And because his performance at work is outstanding, he’s popular both inside and outside the workplace. On Valentine’s Day last year…

Henri: Makoto?

(I heard he’s popular, and he did seem that way.)

Lady 1: Henri is super friendly with everyone, so it’s easy to get the wrong idea.

Henri: Haha you must be kidding

Henri: I’m the one who always gets the wrong idea. All of you have boyfriends, don’t you?

== Flashback End ==

(This feeling… It's different from having a crush. It’s more like I’m chasing idols or celebrities.)

Henri: MC?

MC: … Oh— yes?

I got surprised when I noticed he was peering at my face up close.

(… I still can’t get used to Henri doing this all the time.)

My heart was throbbing painfully fast.

Henri: Are you okay?

MC: I am, it’s just… well…

MC: I was just thinking about how cool you are.

Henri burst out laughing at my honest reply.

Henri: HAHA cool? Me? Is that so?

Henri’s laughter wasn’t superficial, he genuinely found it hilarious.

(Did I say anything weird?)

Henri: What makes you think that way?

MC: Well…

MC: Henri, you’re really super kind. You were trying to protect me just now, weren’t you?

Henri: It was completely my fault, so I wouldn’t say I was protecting you. I mean, I did cause trouble for you.

Henri: But it’s nice of you to think that way about me.

(… This must be why he’s frequently misunderstood.)

MC: You’re warm and friendly, that must be why you’re so well-liked.

Henri looked away when he heard my answer.

Henri: But I don’t know how genuine everyone is.

MC: … What?

(Genuine?)

In contrast to the wry smile on Henri’s face, there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

MC: Henri…

At that moment…

Shuji: MC! Henri!

I turned around when I heard someone call out to me and saw Shuji walking up the slope.

Henri: Shuji! Welcome home~

Henri’s usual bright smile returned to his face and waved happily at Shuji.

Shuji: I overheard a group of ladies talking about Henri at the bottom of the slope. But when I asked if they wanted me to show them the way, they ran away.

Shuji: I thought they were invited to the barbecue. I guess not?

(What…!?)

Henri and I turned to look at each other at the same time once we heard what Shuji just said.

The next moment, both of us burst into laughter.

Henri: Haha they misunderstood!

MC: They must’ve thought that Shuji was a woman.

Shuji: What…? I’m a woman?

Shuji, knowing nothing about what had happened earlier, tilted his head to the side in confusion.

Henri: But thanks for saving us, Shuji. Come on, let’s go in.

Shuji: What do you mean by that?

Shuji got even more confused, but Henri just pushed him through the gate.

Following behind them, I watched Henri as he seemed to be enjoying himself.

(Henri looked kind of lonely just now.)

(Maybe I’m overthinking it…)

After sunset, the much-anticipated Sakuragi annual barbecue began.

Everyone gathered around the barbecue pit holding a plate, putting meat and vegetables on the grill.

Haruto: This looks cooked, right?

Ritsu: Hey, Haruto, you’ve been eating a lot of meat.

Koki: Haruto, you should balance your nutritional intake. Eat more vegetables.

(Everyone is eating so much.)

(Especially Haruto.)

I was watching everyone from a distance when…

Evan: Woof! Woof!

Perhaps he was excited because of the occasion, Evan was barking and running around the garden.

Henri: Evan~ look here~

Henri pointed his smartphone’s camera towards Evan.

MC: Are you taking a picture of Evan?

Henri: Yup. I’m going to post it on social media.

After taking a few shots of Evan, Henri turned around and our eyes met.

Henri: Ah, right.

MC: …?

Henri moved to stand beside me with his arm outstretched and holding his phone up…

Henri: You too!

MC: Oh!

I heard the camera shutter sound at the same time when there was a look of surprise on my face.

MC: Henri, that photo…

(Is he going to post that on his social media!?)

Henri: Don’t worry, this photo is for my eyes only.

As if he read my mind, Henri whispered in my ear.

Henri: Now there’s a new secret between the two of us.

I was flustered when I could feel his body heat from being so close to him and I saw his cheeky smile.

Koki: Hey, Henri. Come here and help out.

Henri: Yes sir!

Henri headed towards the barbecue pit.

Evan happily ran after him.

(I get the feeling that Henri enjoys being close to people.)

I sighed as I gently touched my burning cheeks with the back of my fingers.

== Flashback Start ==

Lady 1: Henri is super friendly with everyone, so it’s easy to get the wrong idea.

Lady 2: It’s the whole reason why so many people get a crush on Henri.

== Flashback End ==

(It’s indeed easy to misunderstand his intentions…)

I realised what that lady meant by those words.

Henri: MC, I’m going to start grilling again. Come over.

MC: O-Okay.

I was about to go join Henri when I noticed someone coming up behind me.

???: I’ll help cook too.

MC: Ah.

Henri: What…! By any chance, are you…?

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[raepamusic]

Friends, Partners and Colleagues,

A very good night to all of you.

I am truly and deeply Humbled for this opportunity given by CRUC Youths.

It's good the church talk about this Topic or else the world will define/Influence and drive the conversation for us, our kids and the future church.

We are in charge of the narrative and must address this.

It's and Open Invitation for All to attend Tommorow night's session. FREE ADMISSION.

I am only facilitating this program, but we have some strong examples of Business/SME owners in our churches and the City that I have also invited to share their experiences to our Youths.

The Panel is rich and very informative and alot of fun too so ensure you bring a Friend with you.

There's 4x Guests in the Panel and I will let you find out when you come Tommorow.

Inap lo Koros lo ol Chaiko wokim Business lo town blo yu, kam Yumi Stori tumora lo Sampla Tingting 🙏

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take #2 with muse #2! this is a sideblog (the primary being @intensicns) for son junghwa, owner of a relatively well known restaurant named garnish in downtown vc. you know the drill by now, like to plot, more ahead for a short and sweet summary and plots!  

ps: this is a general request for more thirty and flirty muses so 🙏 if you’re reading this 🙏 pls pss: request for the last son sibling by yours truly and @wesheo / @pprika is also below if interested!

moved to ville city and center point around 9? 10? years ago after dropping her ritzy frequent flyer job at a consulting firm to pursue other passions (food) 

starts up garnish, then known as poached, around 6 years ago after getting some restaurant experience in some now-defunct joint.

has been pretty successful, but having the one well-run establishment apparently isn’t enough so now she’s working on a collaborative effort with her younger sister on the side (launch pending) 

pretty friendly, nonchalant, generous. definitely cool aunt/older sister vibes and not the motherly figure because ew lol. lowkey the enabler of her friend group and close circles 

find her on the top floor, unit #9 with her younger sister which they finally own! 

looking for patrons, babysitter for when their brother’s kid is around, former colleagues, former buddies engaging in hedonism, people looking for misguided advice, neighbors, the usual

ripped off of the family page, here’s the wanted for the eldest: 

older brother: [silence] anyways. son jungwoo. goes by “julien” son (cue eyerolls and hums of resignation from everyone because…? um?). b-tier television actor. think rogelio de la vega from jane the virgin and sure why not king julien

other notes: has a child who’s around 12-13 years old. requested fc is song seungheon because that man is ridiculous both irl and while acting

#lmn:intro #( ooc. )

[jalebi-weds-bluetooth]

Hi guys, Honestly u guys are doing such a great job with this blog and podcast, if its not much trouble i wanted to ask you, who is the more jealous type between Khushi and Arnav, and who demands more attention from the other. Thank You.🙏😊

Hello Anon!

Thank you so much for loving my blog and our podcast!

Of course - I love questions!!!

Jealousy

Both. You can see the green eyed monster whenever anyone is present near their beloved. However, it's a little bit different between the two.

Khushi is irked when there's some reciprocative response. Otherwise she is well aware her husband is handsome and attracts attention. Eg: Khushi goes all green when he pulls her leg with his never ending list of girlfriends or when he pretends to talk to a woman over the phone and call that stranger 'intelligent and smart'.

Arnav is jealous when literally any man takes another look at Khushi. A reporter trying to flirt *tries to burn him through intense glare* His cousin getting friendly *tries to burn him through intense glare* Khushi chatting with colleagues who are smitten by her *tries to burn them with intense glare*

pic credit @phati-sari

It's a bit of Khushi being unaware how beautiful she is and Arnav having a bit of issues expressing compliments himself.

Side note: Rarely do these jealousies get out of hand. It's just a bit of harmless going green. And like the couple they are, they often like to pull the other's leg when they spot the other getting jealous. Khushi does it less tho *lol*

Attention

Oh, how sad and serious do you want me to get into this. Cause of course a lot of this has Arnav written on it. He loves that she's always around him and basks in all the attention Khushi can give to him.

With Khushi, I think her violent marriage in the beginning was incredibly isolated so she's often taken aback by whenever he gives her undivided attention. Khushi, sadly, is a bit used to not having anyone's attention. Which is why sometimes she can get extra loud and chirpy - like kids.

Ok, coming back to happiness, as much as Arnav demands attention he also loves by reciprocating that much.

Hope you liked these answers!

- S

#ask #anon #jalebi thinks