#i just hada moment with this one

[murdermitties]

Whitestorm

#whitestorm #thunderclan #warrior cats #wc #warriors designs #warrior cats designs #i don't think im back in swing with these design #i just hada moment with this one #HOPEFULLY we're back?? but i can't promise that #ANYWAYS ANYWAYS #dragon themed whitestorm?? #idk man it felt right #genetically?? white spotted grey tabby #larger van point ish #the red is simply cuz i think it looked good #its not part of his genetics if you wanna giva shit about those

[bonefall]

naruto as a whole is a fucking mess and i say thisas somebody whos read the entireseries 3 times over. “naruto is going to change the system! haha teehee never mind hes not doing anytning about the child soldiers and slave castes and the genocides.” “sasuke can be upset at his brother for committing a genocide but actually genocide against an oppressed bloodline is good if theyre getting uppity and its sanctioned by the government and also have a genetic predisposition to be evil so he should just get over it and be okay with it” “sakura needs to stop obsessing over a guy whos not even interested and become strong for her own sake. actually shes a housewife now”

kishimoto im going to blow you up with my mind

YOU GET IT

For real though I think what they did with Sasuke's arc was one of the most baffling fucking things I've ever seen. "Actually. Your brother who carried out a genocide loved you :( he only put you in the Torment Nexus for several days because uhhh he wanted you to hate him and not find out about the government who ordered it. Everything he ever did was actually to protect you. And Uchihas are actually kinda rotten anyway so it's good an entire GROUP OF PEOPLE died. Don't think about any babies or children who were also slaughtered btw uhh nope all of them were bad."

Sasuke: "Yes I understand. I will now rule the world through fear. Actually nvm Naruto won our fight so, my philosophy is gone now."

Thank goodness that Evil Sasuke killed the three Bad Government Officials before that point, though. We had this whole theme going about toxic structures, cycles of abuse, and how oppressive regimes can propagate themselves even when a leader is well-meaning... but, like, Naruto REALLY wants to be Hokage, so actually if you just kill these Three Bad Governors it's gonna be fine.

There is no need for systemic change. Slave castes and child soldiers are fine. It's ok as long as the president is blonde :)

#It also bothers me unreasonably. And HAS bothered me since I was like 15. That in the final-- #--scene where sasuke finally lets Naruto Into His Heart he goes off about how they were both just Lonely Children Looking for Love #Like... no!! No actually! Sasuke's WHOLE THING was that EVERYONE was praising him as a prodigy #But that he was pushing away everyone around him because his brother put him in the fucjing torment nexus #It would have been more appropriate to talk about how THEYVE BOTH BEEN MADE INTO WEAPONS #For Naruto to realize (now that he is Useful to his war-obsessed society) that Sasuke was also undergoing a sort of dehumanization #It should be through THEIR GROWTH AS PEOPLE that they finally have a deeper understanding of each other #THEY DID NOT HAVE A COMMON ORIGIN #THATS THE POINT. THEY BECAME FRIENDS IN SPITE OF IT #iM FLIPPING TABLES #They had the opposite problem as each other but through self-imposed ostracization and proving one's 'worth' *NOW* THEY GET IT #But we cant do that bc you'd have to admit that Sasuke hada fucking point and wasnt just wrong the whole time #And that this system is ROTTEN and that Naruto shouldn't become Hokage but DESTROY THE POSITION #because dictators choosing dictators IS BAD. #They should have changed the government to democracy and then Sakura wins the first free election #Because she's actually deeply connected with the people of the fire nation especially outside of the capital city #For like her humanitarian work during the timeskip #And for being the disciple of Tsunade who was a respected leader #And then have a cute moment where Naruto and her banter about it. That she fulfilled HIS dream lmaoo #And also let the three of them be friends im beggign OTL #She gets over her crush on him and theyre just friends #Animeposting #I shouldn't have mentioned sakura now im yelling about naruto on the cat blog

[cheemscakecat]

Dumb AU idea

Spy ends up raising Scout from a young age… Because they’re both werewolves and he had to be rescued from the sect of monster hunters.

Jeremy didn’t like the bad people; they always wore those stupid freakin black hoods and told him to shut up. They took him away from Ma when he was late coming home one night and transformed.

It wasn’t fair; he didn’t hurt anybody as a wolf. Ma said it was only bad werewolves that bit people and ate their animals. But they kept talking about him like he ate another kid, and like he would be happy if he did.

They didn’t smell right. It had been a month since he’d been taken here to this dungeon by these monster hunters. It was too dark all the time, there weren’t any windows. He was only 7, what was he gonna do if the moonlight did transform him? Bark? He was really sick and pale. And he felt like layin down all the time. But they didn’t try to fix it, and they got mad if he started talking. The fat one kicked him one day.

They called themselves strong, called themselves hunters. Who keeps a werewolf puppy in a dark cage and watches him all the time? If they were so important, why didn’t they go after grown ups that were hurtin people? New ones kept showing up, but the old ones didn’t leave. And of course, they wouldn’ta told him nothin if he tried to ask. They wouldn’t tell him what happened to Ma and his brothers.

Jeremy hoped they were ok, the others weren’t werewolves so they mighta been let go if the bad guys took them to the police. The bad guys all left the hallway for a while. It was their dinner time. It really sucked that they didn’t share that food, it was one of the things he could still smell right. Bet they hada lot of money too.

Somebody walked into the hall, alone. The bad guy was really tall and skinny, and Jeremy couldn’t see him under the hood. He smelled like smoke, and smoke meant fire. Jeremy didn’t like fire, the bad guys burned people up too much. The monster hunter got real close to the cage and made him nervous. He shuffled to the back of the cage and glared up at the man. They could always poke him or shake the cage around if he got too angry, but this way he couldn’t get kicked.

The monster hunter kneeled down and stuck his hand in the cage. Jeremy snarled and got small again; he didn’t trust these guys, they’d been mean to him already. The bad guy stopped for a minute, then patted his head.

“Don’t be scared, I’m not going to hurt you. But I need you to be very quiet and stay next to me, okay?” He stared up in confusion. The hooded tall guy unlocked the cage and opened it for him. “I’m here to get you out.” Jeremy scooted forward and tried to stand up, but he got real dizzy and fell. The man held onto him and mumbled something that sounded funny. Like it wasn’t English. “Hold on a moment.” The tall man said.

He took off his monster hunter robe, and Jeremy could see what he looked like. The stranger had a hooked nose and black hair with a little grey in some places. And he was wearing baggy red clothes. He pulled off his vest, and it wasn’t a vest at all. It was a big red bag with two straps. He picked Jeremy up and put him in the bag. He frowned, not sure whether to trust the new stranger or not.

“It is going to be okay, I won’t let them keep you here anymore.” And then he put the bag back on, leaving the ugly black hood on the floor. “I- I smell people-” Jeremy tried to warn the stranger, but the bad men had returned. They were all around.

“You. Who are you, you dirty infiltrator?” The mean fat one pointed. The strange tall man didn’t look real bothered. “Someone you’d like to treat just as badly as this little child. If you monster hunting pigs have any sense, you’ll let me take the boy.” “And why should we give a disgusting werewolf to a spy in our ranks? What makes you think you can just walk out with our quarry?” The tall man took a step forward, staring at the bad guys. “Tell me, what made you double and triple your numbers these past weeks? Surely such skilled men are capable of detaining an untrained child.” A few of the bad guys grumbled. Jeremy almost felt like laughing at them. Almost.

The bad hunter man with all the silver on his hood stepped forward with his dumb metal stick. “That is no common werewolf from this country. That is a European Dire.” The stranger just crossed his arms and said nothing. “Ugh, since you are clearly an uncouth hired nuisance, I may as well explain. A European Direwolf is a horrible, savage animal from the old country that willingly hunts humans. A werewolf version is-“

“More powerful than the wolves of America, bloodthirsty, incapable of controlling itself, evil, demonic.. Yes, yes, I’ve heard it all before.” The bad people paused. They moved like they were trying to see if the stranger was really strong. “Why do you know this?” The stick man sounded mad. “I’m from Europe, it’s not exactly a big secret like it is here.” So the tall man was from all the way in Europe? Jeremy wondered how many other monsters were really strong there. “In any case, you abusive animals have been tormenting this boy who does not belong to you, and I’m leaving with him either way. Move or die, I don’t care.”

All the bad guys got real huffy about that and drew their swords and things from under their robes. Jeremy gulped. Did the tall man have backup? Where were his weapons? “Silence, you insolent mercenary! You are guilty of infiltration and tampering with a high level quarry! Surrender and we may spare you your life.” The tall man put Jeremy’s bag on the floor and patted him on the head again. At least he knew surrender wasn’t gonna happen, which was relievin. Then the stranger stood up to face them.

“You are the one who is insolent, head of Boston Guild. You do not fear the child. You fear the wolf who fathered the child and the rest of the pack.” The hooded people got ready to fight, and there were like 25 of them so Jeremy wasn’t sure how one guy was gonna beat them. Tall man chuckled. “Evidently not enough to call upon your European faction. They may have stood a chance here.” “What makes you so sure, mercenary?” Fat man grumbled. The stranger took off his shirt and popped his neck by pushing on his head, not caring about their words. He stared them down.

“Woof woof.” And with that, the tall man turned into a big black and white wolf. Jeremy stared at him in awe. His baggy pants were just the right size to fit him and his fluffy tail as a werewolf. All the bad guys started yelling and freakin out. “D-d-d DIREWOLF!” Fatty screamed. “It’s impossible! How did he transform inside?!” Some of the bad men tried to attack the big werewolf, but he knocked three of them into the wall with his tail and clawed two coming over from the other side. He stared at the fancy stick guy. “ATTACK THE BEAST, HUNTERS. DO NOT LET HIM ESCAPE INTO THE CITY!”

Like the wind, the grown up werewolf took out all the hunters but the fancy one. He ran away like a coward after telling them what to do. They tried swinging their heavy swords, maces and battle axes, but the big wolf was too skinny and fast for them to aim at the right spot. He bit-ed a few of them in half and threw the candle ch-handle-ear on about 6 of them. Fatty ran to the dining room as fast as his legs would take him, and the big wolf followed, grinning real furious like.

“Weren’t you the one who liked kicking Jeremy for crying?” From the hallway, the boy heard the big wolf say that and then the ugly scream that followed. When he walked back into the hall, his back foot claws were all bloody. The little boy looked up at him excitedly. “Wow! You really got all’a them, Mr! Thanks a lot!” He thought real hard. “But how did you know my name?” The big wolf looked a little sad. He lay down and let Jeremy look at his face real good.

They had the same marking on their face and ears. Hey, didn’t Ma say… “Dad?” “I’m so sorry Jeremy. I thought you took after your mother. I never would have left you two here to be hunted by these bad people if I had known..”

“DAD!” The seven year old buried his little face in Spy’s fur and giggled. “That was so cool… Wait! Ma! We gotta go find Ma!” He sounded panicked. “Don’t worry, I’ve got friends on the case.” Dad wolf put the bag on his back, and the straps fit just right.

The Head Monster Hunter ran outside, calling for the townsfolk’s attention. “THE WEREWOLF WOMAN! BRING ME THE- the-“ She was already there with 8 monsters of various shapes and sizes.

There was a Red and black Dragonborne, and a maniacal vampire, a- an Australian elf! Giant Siberian Ogre, a Shortfurred Plains Bigfoot wearing a soldier’s helmet as a trophy, a Scottish Seabeast, and a poisonous Texan Arachnecentaur!

The Direwolf strolled out of the dungeon with the child on his back and nodded to the other beasts. He locked eyes with the woman. “Are you hurt?” “Naw. Your friends made sure’ a that.” “Woah Dad, you got so many friends! What kinda monsters are you, you guys look cool!” The restless baby werewolf had transformed, seeing as it was night, and was fussily shifting around in his holding bag. His golden and white fur was fluffy and sticking up from the static.

The Arachnecentaur took the child and gave it back to the mother, who sat down on the Ogre’s hand and pet the puppy’s tummy. “Thank you gentlemen. I’ll be along shortly, there’s just one more loose end to tie up.” And those were the last words said before the child was walked out of eyesight and his father tore the head hunter apart with his teeth.

#tf2 #dadspy #alternate universe #monster au #Thats not a trophy he’s a soldier darn you!

[random-idiot-writer]

Nagito x Reader

Disclaimer: This is probably an innacurate description of his disease, but for the sake of angst, here I am.

Wilting Snowdrop

You sit by nagito's bedside, your palm placed on top of his frail hand as he lays in the hospital bed, unconscious. His breathing was uneven, and you could feel death seeping into every breath he took. If not for the , one would mistake him as peacefully sleeping.

You were engrossed in the many memories you had shared with him. The sight of his delicate body stretched out on the bed is so pale and thin compared to the Nagito you had met on Jabberwock Island. When the two of you got out of the NEO world program, the precious time you spent with him seemed seemed so brief, before you found out about the horrible truth he had kept from everyone in your class.

His condition.

Nagito, the Ultimate Lucky Student, has Frontotemporal Dementia and Lymphoma, with only his crazy luck keeping him alive every moment he was with you. Yet, he has somehow managed to keep all of this hidden from the other students, including you. You, the one you thought he trusted most. You, the one who he loved so dearly. You, the only person who comvinced him that he was worthy to date.

There was always something wrong with his behavior and the raspy voice, yet nobody realized they were all symptoms pointing to these diseases he had, until he collapsed that day. You remember being so panicked as he had his seizure, and so horrified over the display before you. You were still in shock, since that terrifying event took place.

After the amount of time you spent by his side, you were sure he only kept this truth from you due to the fact that he did not want the ultimates he worshipped so much to spend their precious time worrying over his well-being.

You drew in an unsteady breath.

You could never manage to help convince him that he was not a worthless individual. And now that he's stuck in a state of coma, you will never, ever, be able to convince him that he wasn't trash. You would never be able to see his beautiful smile again. You would never be able to hear him call you "My Hope" again.

You sat there in this quiet room, the only noise was his wheezing, as his body rose and fell in a disoriented pattern. The once beautiful and talkative Nagito that flourished and bloomed full of life was no more, laying down on the colorless hospital bed, his messy and soft hair spread over the cushion his head rested on. His pale, emerald eyes were now forever latched shut. The beautiful, fragile flower he once was, had withering away, just as quickly, clinging to the last ounce of life he had.

Wallowing in your regrets, you had not noticed the stream of tears rolling down your cheeks. You futilely rubbed your eyes, yet the tears continued to spill down your cheeks, before you slowly descended into a sob. The feeling of tears felt so nice against your skin as you ket your emotions out. You cried over your lucky boyfriend, who was on the verge of death. You cried over the fleeting time you spent dating with him, wishing there was more. You cried over the guilt that you had not noticed his disease any sooner.

You cried and cried, even for the most insignificant things. You wailed, with your head hanging over Nagito's bed, your tears dampening the white sheets laying over him. You let the emotions you didnt know you were hidding, spill out, crying your heart out. You didnt want him to die, you didnt want to lose him, and yet despite all that, he slipped through your grasp before you even knew it.

The man you loved rested on the hospital bed, wilting away.

Symbolism in the title: the wilting symbolized his death, as his once beautiful self wilted away as life went on. Snowdrops were flowers that symbolizes hope, as nagito aspires to be. It also symbolizes bad luck and death in Victorian homes, just as Nagito, although the ultimate lucky student, has also hada fair share of unlucky coincidences. Death being the disease that his unluckiness has brought.

#danganronpa boys #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa x y/n #nagito #nagito komaeda #komaeda #komaeda x reader #sdr2 komaeda #nagito x y/n #nagito x you #nagito x reader #danganronpa #one shot #nagito angst #danganronpa x you #danganronpa sdr2 #danganronpa angst

[utapri-translations-uuuu]

Intimate Distance - Lyrics + Translation

Please do not repost/retranslate without permission.

Kanji:

スコールで cool down 汗ばむ肌を刺し

ヒリついた熱が疼き出すのを待っている

浮かれてる? なんて foolish question

どんな表情装ったって誤魔化せない

何度 touch me, touch you, catch heart, fall in love

飽きるなんて無理な相談

今夜 sweet pain and bitter 夢に溶ける

君に全てさらけ出して

(I can't imagine how my life would be without you) 答えて

(Only you can make me happy or cry) 永遠へと

青く生まれたての星に似た

特別な時間に (祝福を)

体の奥ジリジリくすぶった

熱を解放させて

腕の中で眠る吐息ごと

大切に包んで (くちづけを)

感じられる温度が伝えてる

今日はまだ終わらない

夏に咲くトップシークレット

騒めき隠す call 耳にあてたディスプレイ

くすぐるような甘い声早く奪いたい

鼓動跳ねたまま フルボリュームで

いつだってかき乱すのはたった一人

もっと take you there, take off, catch dream, fall in love

二人だから手に入れたい

ねだるほどに求め見せてほしい

そのためなら奇跡さえも

(I can't imagine how my life would be without you) 手をとり

(Only you can make me happy or cry) 永遠へと

赤く胸を焦がす情熱は

愛しさを糧とし (加速する)

望むものを叶えるためならば

優等生ではいられない

禁断の果実をついばんで

火照り出す頬へと (く���づけを)

見つめ合った瞳に映す未来

その先が同じなら・・・

青く生まれたての星に似た

特別な時間に (祝福を)

解放した熱と混ざり合って

一色に染め上げる

腕の中で眠る吐息ごと

大切に包んで (くちづけを)

感じられる温度が伝えてる

今日はまだ終わらない

夏に咲くトップシークレット

Rōmaji:

Sukōru de cool down asebamu hada o sashi

Hiri tsuita netsu ga uzuki dasu no o matte iru

Uka re teru? Nante foolish question

Don'na kao yosōttatte gomakasenai

Nando touch me, touch you, catch hearth, fall in love

Akiru nante murina hanashi

Kon'ya sweet pain and bitter yume ni tokeru

Kimi ni subete sarakedashite

(I can't imagine how my life would be without you) kotaete

(Only you can make me happy or cry) towa e to

Aoku umaretate no hoshi ni nita

Tokubetsuna jikan ni (shukufuku o)

Karada no oku jirijiri kusubutta

Netsu o kaihō sa sete

Ude no naka de nemuru toiki-goto

Taisetsu ni tsutsunde (kuchi dzuke o)

Kanji rareru ondo ga tsutae teru

Kyō wa mada owaranai

Natsu ni saku toppushīkuretto

Zawameki kakusu call mimi ni ateta disupurei

Kusuguru yōna amai koe hayaku ubaitai

Kodō haneta mama furuboryūmu de

Itsu datte kakimidasu no wa tatta hitori

Motto take you there, take off, catch dream, fall in love

Futaridakara teniiretai

Nedaru hodo ni motome misete hoshī

Sonotamenara kiseki sae mo

(I can't imagine how my life would be without you) te o tori

(Only you can make me happy or cry) towa e to

Akaku mune o kogasu jōnetsu wa

Itoshisa o kate to shi (kasoku suru)

Nozomu mono o kanaeru tamenaraba

Ī ko de wa i rarenai

Kindan no kajitsu o tsuibande

Hoteri dasu hoho e to (kuchi dzuke o)

Mitsume atta hitomi ni utsusu mirai

Sono-saki ga onajinara…

Aoku umaretate no hoshi ni nita

Tokubetsuna jikan ni (shukufuku o)

Kaihō shita netsu to mazari atte

Hitoiro ni someageru

Ude no naka de nemuru toiki-goto

Taisetsu ni tsutsunde (kuchi dzuke o)

Kanji rareru ondo ga tsutae teru

Kyō wa mada owaranai

Natsu ni saku toppushīkuretto

Translation:

My cooled-down, sweaty skin is getting pricked under the squall

I’m waiting for the painful heat to start

Am I excited? What a foolish question

No matter what expression I put on, I can't deceive you

No matter how many times you touch me, I touch you, catch your heart, fall in love,

I confess I can never get enough of it

Tonight we’ll be melting in sweet pain and bitter dreams

I’ll expose myself fully to you

(I can't imagine how my life would be without you) Answer me

(Only you can make me happy or cry) Into eternity

To this special moment that resembles

A blue, newborn star (I offer my blessings)

Release the heat that has been slowly

But steadily smoldering deep inside your body

With every breath you take sleeping in my arms,

I’ll hold you tenderly (and kiss your lips)

The heat I’m feeling is a telling sign

That today is not over yet

A top secret that blooms in the summer

I hold the display to my ear for the phone call that muffles all noise around me

I want to quickly steal away this sweet voice that has me so smitten

My heartbeat keeps keeps pounding at full volume

I’m the one who always ends up escalating things

I want to further take you there, take off, catch dream, fall in love

I want to attain it because it’s the two of us

I’ll even ask for a miracle if it means

You’ll show me just how much you ardently want me

(I can't imagine how my life would be without you) Take my hand

(Only you can make me happy or cry) Into eternity

The passion that burns red in my chest

Thrives off of my love for you (It picks up the pace)

If I want to get what I desire

I can’t be a good boy

(I kiss) The cheeks that are on fire from

Tasting the forbidden fruit

If the future reflected on our eyes as we gaze

Into each other is the same from now on…

To this special moment that resembles

A blue, newborn star (I offer my blessings)

Mixed with the heat released

And dyed in one single color

With every breath you take sleeping in my arms,

I’ll hold you tenderly (and kiss your lips)

The heat I’m feeling is a telling sign

That today is not over yet

A top secret that blooms in the summer

#translation #uta no prince sama #utapri #english #lyrics #starish #tokiya ichinose #solo #shining birthday song #birthday song

[tigerintokyo]

BE AUTHENTIC - TRIGGER - en translation and romaji

English

(bunch of moaning)

On a rainy day without an umbrella Like a situation from a drama Those things I naturally want to avoid It's you who got rid of them for me

A world where light and darkness intersect The thing that gets my heart beating faster I'm prepared to accept both the joy and the sorrow

There's a dream that we can't see alone Just like that day we knew I don't want to give up even one moment, not one second Making love, answer me with your touch

(Making love, making love) Like crazy (Making love, making love) Encounter love (Making love, making love) If it's you, there's nothing to fear

Yeah, BE AUTHENTIC Woo, yeah

-

romaji

kasa mo sasazu rainy day maruda drama mitai na situation omowazu me ga sorasu things kesite kureta no wa It's you!

hikari to kage ga kousa suru sekai kono kodou ga hayaku naru wake wa yorokobi mo kanashimi mo subete uketomeru kakugo

hitori jya mirenai yume mo arundatte shitta ano hi no you ni

isshun mo ichi byou mo akirametaku nai kara making love suu hada de kotaete misete

(making love, making love) kuruoshii hodo (making love, making love) ai ga meguri au (making love, making love) kimi to dattara nanimo kowaku nai

Yeah, BE AUTHENTIC Woo, yeah

-

kanji

傘もささず rainy day まるでドラマみたいな situation 思わず目が逸らす things 消してくれたのは It's you!

光と影が交差する世界 この鼓動が早くなる訳は 喜びも悲しみも全て 受け止める覚悟

一人じゃ見れない 夢もあるんだって 知ったあの日のように

一瞬も一秒も 諦めたくないから Making love数肌で答えてみせて

(Making love, making love)狂おしいほど (Making love, making love) 愛が巡り合う (Making love, making love) 君とだったら 何も怖くない

Yeah, BE AUTHENTIC Woo, yeah

#idolish7 #i7 #trigger #be authentic #lyrics #my translation

[captaindarksword]

I have to be frank the whole how could you be against korrasami its the only same sex ship in lok or the first canon same sex ship involving mc’s kind of shows to me that they understand on a deep level that korrasami was badly written that it had no buildup.

since they have to rely on the uniqueness ( the fact there wasnt a same sex ship involving a mc before)

to try and deflect criticism . when the fact its the only canon same sex ship in lok and the first canon same sex ship  involving mc is irrelevant for its a forced ship that shouldnt have happened . 

If i were to make one wish  to change lok it would be the last minute retcon korrasami didnt happen because the fact that its the first canon same sex ship involving mc should not be the reason why people support it.

korra nd asami were barely friends they barely interacted with each other censorship doesnt explain what happened with them. and korrasami shippers just took any positive interaction between them and claimed it was evidence and they take any moment and over play/hype/exaggerate along with infusing headcanons as if they were fact.

1. I recall someone claiming that korra chose asami to help her in b3 when nothing shows that 

2. they claimed that korra sent asami multiple letters when its implied its only one letter

3/ they pretend that korra sending asami a letter (she wouldnt have read the letter asami sent back so it would be more like korra venting in a letter which is easier to do then talking one to one .(from experience )  ) means asami is closer to her than the others when it doesnt . people can say stuff to someone they arent as close to because they felt that they would understand better saw an example of this from an anon on a different post,  or they didnt 

4. asami has never shown the ability to support korra the way she needed to tenzin and mako have heck in remembrances asami the one moment we had to see her try and support korra she failed she went youre the avatar of course we need you while tenzin succeded by bringing up korra as a person and mako got a whole speech about how he feels about korra the person. and cares about korra who she is and wouldnt bring up korra being the avatar as why he needs korra.

and  mako supported korra the way she needed to when she went off to confront zaheer and given their personalities mako would be the only one who would have done this

6. korra and asami barely interacted in b4 censorship doesnt explain that

7.  people try to go if it was a het ship you would see it when no ,  if korra/asami was a guy no one would ship korrasami, while people wouldship makorra even if one of  them were genderbent.

8.    on the blush that isnt romantic evidence she blushed at bolin complimenting her as well and she didnt have romantic feelings for him ( she was just in a sad/negative state

at best you could say maybe male asami hada crush on korra ( since with friendships between men and women dont really include compliments while two girls being friends can compliment each others appearance without it being romantic. while if two guys did that people would make gay jokes while two girls complimenting each others looks is considered normal.

( guys tend to avoid being too intimate/close with their guy friends do to not wanting to be seen as gay 

while two girls being friends dont have this problem

 alot of people ignore that to just go if one of them was gender swapped

“You can’t just port the actions of a female character over to her Rule 63 equivalent without alteration and expect it to mean anything.  Male!Asami never would have been helping Korra get dressed in the first place, and he probably wouldn’t have gotten a letter, either.  And portraying platonic male-female friendships without romantic undertones is a ridiculous tightwalk that doesn’t allow for compliments about appearance in the way female-female friendships do.

You can’t just port the actions of a female character over to her Rule 63 equivalent without alteration and expect it to mean anything.  Male!Asami never would have been helping Korra get dressed in the first place, and he probably wouldn’t have gotten a letter, either.  And portraying platonic male-female friendships without romantic undertones is a ridiculous tightwalk that doesn’t allow for compliments about appearance in the way female-female friendships do.

Build up requires, you know, building up.  Korra and Asami only had personal conversations in eight episodes out of the 26 that made up Books 3 and 4, and their amount of direct conversation tanked between the two Books, with Book 3’s five direct plot-related conversations dropping to zero in Book 4.  Since episodes with group conversations held steady at two, that means that episodes with any conversations between the two at all dropped from 11 to 6.  That’s… basically the opposite of buildup.  (And, for reference, Book 1 had nine episodes that dealt with Mako and Korra’s relationship directly, which is more than Korra and Asami had in both Books 3 and 4.)

If the show wanted to portray Asami as Korra’s closest friend and confidant, it should have found a way to make it seem like Korra actually valued Asami as such instead of just having her react to Asami pushing to do stuff or help her in almost every instance.  =P  Male!Asami would have probably read as a pushy Nice Guy if things played out the same way.

K/A wasn’t intended to salvage the show, no (and Bryke didn’t seem to want to continue past Book 4 anyway).  Given Bryan’s post, it’s far more likely that it was intended to salvage Bryke’s conscience.

Shippers base speculation on ridiculously limited evidence regardless of gender, particularly when the characters involved are attractive.  That doesn’t mean that shows actually expect their viewers to see something like Kuvira and Tonraq looking at each other as romantic.  =P

“

9. to be frank if asami was a guy I doubt male asami would be the one to help korra get dressed given their lacking relationship

( dont give me but korrasami was more popular as an argument to it having evidence or being planned zutara was more popular then kataang.)

www . tumblr . com/ikkinthekitsune/146525844549/ive-just-been-thinking-lately-what-if-some-of

5. 

#anti korrasami #lok

[flowerwrites06]

hey about the drabbles can we get a marriage on the rocks ish au where oc has always given more than what is reciprocated to the relationship?? any member is ok :)) I love your writing

Pairing: Vampire!Taehyung x Human!OC (Name: Angel)  Warnings: relationship neglect, angst Word Count: 1k+  Author’s Note: I hope this was to your liking, nonnie! I’m not sure how good it is but I tried my best lmao 

Being the more affectionate spouse in a marriage brought no trouble to Angel. She gave him little gifts, kissed him more, hugged him longer and had always been the first to initiate anything. Taehyung would be slow in his reactions but eventually he played along. Whenever their kisses became heated, he’d take the lead. That was enough for a while.

Tonight, when the moonlight was at its full shape, Angel and Taehyung sat at the dinner table. It was the warmest room in the mansion as the fire was constantly refreshed. She prepared a meal herself, crimson tea and blood cakes. Not just blood but a mixture of berries inside a thin rice pastry. It was Taehyung’s favourite and after pushing the initial thought of human blood on her hands, Angel enjoyed making it.

Angel resorted to reading her favourite book once she was done with her brief supper. She used to sit next to him so they could have conversations but after enough silence and short answers, reading was the next option. The constant cycle of accommodating to however little Taehyung interacted with her.

“I have a ball my mother wants me to attend,” said Taehyung. “I’ll be gone for a few days.”

“Oh. Is it private?”

“Mostly senior vampires, nothing to worry about.”

Angel smiled, maintaining the patience she had tried to master ever since the first time Taehyung kept her away from these events. She didn’t turn into a vampire so it was less likely that she’d be able to take part in those events. Angel had to deal with that much. It wouldn’t have been difficult if Taehyung showed a little more affection behind closed doors.

It was fine. She was fine.

Until a knock came on the door. It echoed through the empty mansion. Hada, their head servant, answered.

“My Lady Kim,” said Hada. “Why are you—”

“What? I can’t visit my own brother in his house?” Kim Taeran was one of Taehyung’s ten sisters. The oldest as Angel remembered. Her dress, gleaming in a blood red, clinked along with her gold jewellery as she waltzed into the dining hall. “Brother! Are you still eating?”

For the first time, Angel saw a glimmer of emotion flicker across Taehyung’s face. Angel, on the other hand, was elated to have seen someone from his family. She’d only heard a few stories here and there.

Taeran’s wide grin faded though when she noticed Angel. “Oh? Who’s this?” She lifted her nose, immediately taking in her scent and grimacing. “Dear oh dear, a human.”

Angel stammered, looking over at Taehyung. Did his sister not know who she was?

“This is Angel,” he said. His eyes narrowed at Taeran, piercing into her.

Taeran’s eyebrows lifted high as a smirk stretched across her face. “Angel…aww.” She looked down at her like she was a lowly animal. “You poor thing.”

“Taeran.” Taehyung spoke through gritted teeth.

“I knew my brother was cruel but this takes it to another level.” Taeran laughed.

Angel shook her head. “I don’t understand.”

“Of course you don’t.” Taeran pouted. “My brother talked about marrying a human to piss off our parents. I didn’t think he’d keep up with the lie so closely. Keeping her in your mansion and not telling her.” She stroked Angel’s hair, making sure that her sharp nails tugged at her scalp so she wouldn’t pull away. “I half-thought you sucked her dry and left her somewhere already.”

Angel looked over at Taehyung who had neutral expression on his face. As usual. As per usual. All the time. Even in this moment, nothing changed on his face. The days of being patient, breathing deep and telling herself to believe that Taehyung was just quiet or reserved. All of that came down and settled like rot in her stomach, making her sick. Her heart was being crushed by her own lies that she had created to feel better.

Every coping mechanism she made backfired and cut through her skin.

Taehyung grabbed onto Taeran’s wrist, pulling her away from Angel. “Leave us now.”

Taeran stumbled back from the force, letting out a mirthless laugh. “You can’t be angry at me for your own fuckups, brother. You were the favourite for too long anyway.”

Hada quietly escorted Taeran out of the mansion although the vampire continued to laugh like it was the best joke she’d heard in a while.

In some way, Angel agreed with her. It was a joke. Every ounce of effort she had made in this relationship amounted to nothing in the world nor in Taehyung’s heart.

“Taeran likes to create drama,” said Taehyung.

“Is what she said true?” Angel asked, staring up at him. “You married me only to anger your parents.”

“Our marriage angered my parents.”

“But was that your intention?” Her voice tightened just as her chest did.

Taehyung stayed silent, pressing his lips tight.

Angel sighed as tears began to blur her vision. She stood from her chair, wanting to distant herself from him as the silver moonlight shone through the window. “I gave you three years of my life and it was just some joke to you.”

“My parents never approved of our marriage, I kept you away from them to protect you.” Taehyung gestured roughly, trying to grab hold of her arm but Angel yanked him away.

“It’s not just your parents,” Angel whimpered. “It’s you. You barely talk to me, or kiss me and everytime you touch me, it feels distant.” Her throat clogged making it difficult to speak but she still tried. “I tried…I tried so hard to be okay with it. But you pretend I don’t exist with them and you pretend I don’t exist with me.” She chuckled sadly.

Taehyung’s expression softened. “If you didn’t like it, why didn’t you tell me?”

“You used to show me affection,” she said. “It was so natural to you for a while but then—you just stopped. Now I know why. Take the naïve girl from the village below and be on your merry way, right? They’re all just disposable to you.” Angel stomped past him but Taehyung grabbed onto her arms, forcing her to look at him.

“Just listen to me, I did—” he cupped her cheeks. “—for a moment, for a small moment, I did bring you here to anger my parents. But that changed, okay?” His thumb traced along the soft underside of her eye, wiping away the fresh tears. “I didn’t come this far, this long just because I wanted to prove something.”

It was the most intimate Taehyung had sounded in so long. The same whispers he used to give her after a night of passion or quiet mornings. Angel had forgotten how good it sounded, the warmth that travelled down her spine.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, pressing his forehead against hers. “I love you. Please.”

How easy it would’ve been to fall into the sweet comforts. How desperate she was to gain some semblance of this measure from the man she loved. To see the pure tenderness in his eyes and feel the caresses of his hands so vividly. But it couldn’t be this way. Angel shouldn’t have to come this far to feel these simple things.

Angel moved away from his grasp, ignoring how much his touch lingered and nearly scarred her skin. “I’m going home.” She pulled off the transparent ring around her finger, decorated with pressed flowers.

“Wait,” Taehyung’s voice began to break but she knew she had to keep going.

Placing the ring on a nearby table, Angel quietly whisked out of the mansion she had so lovingly tended to. The gardens she had nurtured with all her heart. The bond she tried so hard to maintain with grace. It was all going to be left behind.

#taehyung #drabbles #taehyung fanfic #taehyung fanfiction #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction #taehyung drabbles #bts drabbles #drabble game #taehyung x oc #bts x oc

[berrymoos]

did i hear baby jonny was on your mind!? i might have a few things up my sleeve(>▽<)

the first time he was over steve’s house regressed for the night he was super embarrassed because he needs a nightlight to have a peaceful sleep and steve being the best babysitter ever could tell he was fake sleeping and jus wants him to feel comfortable

“ hey jonny you okay??”

*shakes his head because he doesn’t wanna speak*

“ do you need anything?”

he wants to say he wants to go home where his nightlight is but instead he just points to the light

“ you want the light on buddy?”

*nods sheepishly*

“ i don’t wanna wake the gang up so how about i put the tv on? is that okay?”

“m’kay”

steve absolutely hates the glow of the tv shining on him but does it anyway for jonny because he loves him<3

now steve has a nightlight for whenever jonny’s over so he feels safe:>

another idea is that he enjoys being max’s doctor whenever she gets hurt from skateboarding and always makes her feel really good

“ jonnyyyyy i hada fall again!” *whisper yell bc she knows he doesn’t like yelling*

*he runs over to assess the damage and takes her hand and brings her to the bathroom*

he has a bunch of colorful bandaids in every print imaginable and he lets her pick which ones she wants

“ i wan’ ra’bow one’s pease!!”

*fixes her up and gives each one a kiss afterwards*

“ t’ank you jonny:)”

i also feel like eddie’s really sneaky and he’ll steal a few of jonny’s crayons and whenever he’s in a pickle he’ll trade the crayons for jonny to buy him some time

“ hey jonny i needa favor”

*shakes his head no*

“ pease pretty pease look! i’ll give you these!” *shows the colors that “mysteriously” went missing earlier*

“ooooh”

“see? all for you jus don’ let stevie come in your room”

“m’kay”

“ hey jonny can i go in your room? i think eddie might be in there and he’s in big trouble”

*shakes his head no*

“ why not? it’s really important buddy he gave stevie a mustache while he was sleep, hey don’t laugh at me!”

*shakes his head no again*

“ how about i get you two new coloring books later?”

the only thing jonny loves more than reuniting with his crayons is a new coloring book

“ m’kay”

“ thanks buddy:) eddie! i know you’re in here!”

(his favorite word is “m’kay” if you couldn’t tell)

i rambled A LOT but oh well（*＾ワ＾*）

YOU. ARE A LIFESAVER. THANK YOU SO MUCH FLR THESE I AM FOREVER GRATEFUL o(〃＾▽＾〃)o

💡 awww & steve flicks it to a some kid's show to help lull jonny to sleep — actual sleep. and and and steve stays up with him until he fully falls asleep with his head in his lap, but he still keeps the tv on in case jonny wakes up for any reason (*＾＾*)// steve buys a handful of nightlights too, in case any of them go missing or break; you can NEVER have too many nightlights ;~)

mmm i think mayybeee he might be a little shy when it comes to using his nightlight in front of the rest of the gang at first? steve and nancy r fine bc nance is his primary cg & steve is the one who bought him the 5 nightlights, but robin and eddie r iffy bc he doesn't know them that well!! it isn't until rob & ed reassure him that there's no way they're gonna make fun of him for needing some light in the darkness & actually use a nightlight one night they're all staying over that he fully feels comfortable w them <3

🩹 AWWW MAX'S INSIDE VOICE FOR JONNY (≧∇≦) the moment he hears her whisper yell from the door he drops his crayon & zooms to her before any cg can — like nancy could already be on her way to assess the situation & jonny races past her in the fastest little dash she's ever seen from him while in smallspace

he's got SOOO many bandaids, ur right!! blue bandaids, pink bandaids, puppy bandaids, kitty bandaids .. u name it, he's got it. max likes making it a game of asking for random bandaids to see if he has them, & 9 times outta 10 he does; he did not, in fact, have hotdog bandaids when she asked, but i bet he does now HSJSKS

but WAAAA jonny is such a sweetie <3 he will give kissies to all of her owies even if they don't hurt ヾ(´︶`♡)ﾉ max always always returns the favor when he takes a tumble & she fixes him up

🖍️ oh no eddie is deff a sneaky guy, regressed or not 👀 he steals the crayoms when jonny's napping or LITERALLY when he leaves for just a second & hides them until he needs them ,, jonny is well aware that his crayons are going missing but he really doesn't wanna worry steve too much so he just makes do with what he has (and has since learned the art of mixing crayon colors to get a similar one he wants)

& JONNY INSTANTLY GIVING IN THE MOMENT A NEW COLORING BOOK IS ON THE TABLE HSKDJSKDH ,, steve sticks true to his word abt them every single time which is the reason why jonny has like 10 coloring books stacked for later use in his room. eddie's deff been rubbing off on him in terms of being cheeky — never to his exactly level, tho — sooo sometimes only one or two new coloring books isn't enough 🤭

"hey, jonny? i think eddie's in there, and i need him."

he shakes his head no

"cmon, bud; it's super important, i think he hid my hairspray and i need to know where he put it."

he keeps coloring

steve sighs. "new coloring book?"

jonny thinks for a second ... & looks down to his coloring. "three."

"three?"

"mhm. three."

"why not two, instead?"

"mm ... no. three."

"two."

"three!"

"two!"

"threeeee!"

and finally, steve sighs. "fine. three."

jonny smiles & shimmies from in front of the door. "tank ou."

and that, my friends, is how jonny got three coloring books in the same day

(ALDKSKDKS i see 🤭 short words like that r his faves in general: mkay, uhuh, nuh-uh ... things like that. AND NEVER BE SORRY FOR RAMBLING I LOVE BABY JONNY <333)

#this is long but im so happy it is aaaa #& if there r any weird typos its bc i dropped my phone on my face & it SHOT me up to the beginning of the ask JEKSHD #🍓．berry n friends <3 #loserhotline friend <3 #stranger things agere #fandom agere #sfw agere #agere asks #agere concept

[nightwingshero]

How about, Meeting of Two Foxes and Niko Is A Dick???

Niko is a Dick is something I've been working on for JJK. Sumiko and her have a rocky relationship and she shows up when Sumiko is overseeing a mission for her students, and she riles Sumiko up.

Niko Matsui wasn’t someone I would say was reliable nor trustworthy, and her very presence always seemed to put me on edge in a normal setting. She wasn’t an enemy, but she was no closer to being an ally. That was part of the problem, it was hard to tell just where she stood, and guessing games weren’t at all something I liked to entertain. Especially right now.

“You were in there?” My eyes narrowed as my tone became cold, only subtly threatening. Her own eyes, one blue grey and the other green, didn’t waver. “You just—”

“Oh, buddy, who would I be if I fucked up a training session, a learning experience.” She placed a hand on her three-piece suit, holding her chest as if I deeply wounded her. “Fuck that. It was fun to watch Maki struggle. Poor thing might need a new confidence boost after that fall she had. Might wanna write that down.” Niko shrugged before pulling a vape pen out and putting it to her lips.

I ignored her as I pushed off the wall, my hand on my katana as I went to rush the building. Something wrapped around my arm, however, yanking me back. Wrapped tightly around my arm, elbow to wrist, was fine silk. I tried to yank it free, but it only tightened, threatening to cut off my circulation. “Let. Me. Go.” I growled at her.

Niko only laughed as she exhaled smoke. The smell of sweet citrus filled my nose, making me cringe. “Don’t go rushin’. Its training. Not like you haven’t lost a student before. You know how it is.”

“You were in there, you saw that they were having problems, and you didn’t think to help?” I seethed. The woman blinked at me for a moment, taking me in like I was speaking nonsense.

“Of course not. I’m not getting paid for this. Not my job to babysit brats, Hada. That’s what you’re paid for. Unless you’re willin’ to fork over some cash. I’ll go play hero to the poor kids in there.” I made a face at her, my annoyance only getting worse. Finally getting the hint, or just from being bored, she loosened the silk, setting me free. Before I could make my way across the street, however, three figures exited the building. Exhausted, but all in one piece. Relief flooded my body at the sight of them and Niko hummed. “See? So worried over nothing. Poor Hada, are you doubting your credibility as a teacher? Tsk, tsk. Don’t worry, I still have faith in you.”

The other part will be under the cut for ACOTAR spoilers (I have friends that wanna read it and I don't wanna spoil it for them lol). 

Meeting of Two Foxes takes place in the third book. Word of Feyre and Lucien taking off and leaving the Spring Court has reached the other courts, and a lot of Spring Court residents have even left and found sanctuary in a few--mostly the Seasonal Courts and the Winter Court has taken some in themselves. Virane and Lucien have history since Lucien is the son of a High Lord and Virane is a member of court, and they’re both Emissaries. Lucien and Azriel (after Lucien leaves Spring) work on gathering information while getting a feel of the courts for the meeting of the High Lords. The relationship between the Night Court and Winter Court is strained because of what happened with the younglings, and Kallias believes Rhysand was the cause of it. Virane and Viviane (who are friends with his cousin, Mor) want to hear his side of things, though, because Rhysand didn’t expose Virane when he could have. On top of that, they’re very...wary of their borders being crossed because of what happened, so when Virane casually walks down a grand staircase after a meeting with Kallias and Viviane, and sees Lucien standing in the foyer (after, funny enough, having a conversation with a servant spy that Az had triained), she’s very...cautious. Virane, as an emissary, is very clever and witty, much like Lucien (he wore a fox domino mask in the first book for a reason), and people often joke about them being the foxes of their courts. So its a reunion between two friends, but its very...cautious, pretty much a witty and teasing back and forth to feel each other out. But there are shadows with Lucien that Virane doesn’t remember Lucien ever demonstrating something like that. It puts her on edge a bit and she doesn’t realize its because Azriel is watching, getting a feel of the court’s standing...and also realizing, maybe, what Virane is to him. At the very least, he’s very taken by her, because she’s pretty and amusing. Virane may be cautious and careful, but it comes from a good place. I really can’t wait to write it to show the different dynamics. 

#oc: virane beilynn #acotar #oc: sumiko hada #oc: niko matsui #jjk #my ocs #my writing #asks

[almaqead]

"The Reproach." From Surah 5: Al Ma'idah, "The Table Setting."

The following verses come across a little hot under the collar, but as with the study of the Torah, the Quran can be studied in four ways:

Literally: As stated.

Figuratively: What do the symbols and metaphors mean?

Allegorically. What do we do next? What has history to tell us?

Esoterically. What is revealed about God that otherwise cannot be seen or known lest the scripture reveal it?

Scribes have always known you cannot just tell people, like Willy Wonka, "No! Don't! Stop!" because something far more wilful than the urge to be ethical overtakes us if it is not continually superimposed upon by the Spirit of God through the study of scripture.

If we literally grab everyone that isn't merciful to people in need and cut them into bits, that won't accomplish much. So we know the verse means there is an instinct Muhammad was trying to develop, one that reacts strongly towards perverseness and corruption.

In some cases, capitol punishment is needed, and these are clearly defined by secular law and sentences are carried out by licensed trained professionals. So this covers a few of the bases for the scripture.

The most interesting part will be the esoteric portion which follows. Just imagine the genius of the collaboration between Allah, the Angel Gabriel and the Prophet to come up with this amazing way of hiding the True God within the Verses:

5:33-34

Indeed, the penalty for those who wage war against Allah and His Messenger and strive upon earth [to cause] corruption is none but that they be killed or crucified or that their hands and feet be cut off from opposite sides or that they be exiled from the land. That is for them a disgrace in this world; and for them in the Hereafter is a great punishment,

Except for those who return [repenting] before you apprehend them. And know that Allah is Forgiving and Merciful.

Commentary:

a. The Value in Gematria is 10521, אאֶפֶסהב‎‎א‎, aepeshba, "somewhere".

Somewhere is actually Al Haram, the "sacred district". Within the Sacred District which is found it is said, during Tawaf at the Kaaba, "the moment of the sactifice" one learns why certain things are allowed by Allah and why somethings are foribben and the need to be decisive about these things goes away.

Tawaf "orbit" is this horrible habit mankind has for circumabulating real life without making a commitment to it. It is the monotony that is caused when politics, religion, history, technology and anthropology refuse to agree on why we deserve the highest quality of life and refuse to manifest it.

Muhammad called it quits and ordered his men to commit to life without war at the Kaaba, and then religion of Islam began. Like the rest, it has failed to return there and renew its vows to God to reside with the Haram.

If one is not a resident of the Haram then one is outcast and living in exile.

b. The Khatima: the Value in Gematria is 6584, והחד‎‎, "and the sharp." hada in Arabic which means to cleave, which has dual meanings as in the Torah. As within the Torah, to be sharp is to cleave away from what is ignorant and adhere to what elevates one's abilities to reason.

From 59:21:

"Had We sent down this Quran upon a mountain, you would have certainly seen it humbled and torn apart in awe of Allah. We set forth such comparisons for people, ˹so˺ perhaps they may reflect."

To disassemble a heretic therefore means to reflect upon what is Haram and what is actually taghut. Taghut, deliberate corruption is not to be tolerated and can indeed under many circumstances be gleefully dispensed with using capitol punishment.

The actions of the Mormons and Republicans in Gaza, Vladimir Putin in Ukraine and Bashar Assad in Syria, Muhammad Bin Salman in Saudi Arabia are good examples. Now all we need is a concerted effort on behalf of the lost and suffering by persons in a position to do right by them, persons as I stated who can legally reproach the world's oppressors:

Turning back the menace of authoritarian aggression will require resolve and short-term sacrifices. Champions of democracy must be willing to use diverse forms of power and new legal tools to aid allies and punish perpetrators, even when it means disrupting trade or cutting off investment from authoritarian actors. However, they must remember that their fight is with despotic regimes, not with ordinary citizens struggling to survive under authoritarian rule. Democratic governments should never abandon such people or forget that they too deserve to live in freedom.

Moreover, citizens across the region should not assume that their leaders will do the right thing. They need to recognize that political complacency has been the hallmark of the ongoing democratic decline, and that it is no longer acceptable given the scale and urgency of the current moment. Democratic societies must push their representatives to adopt courageous policies that meet the moment and lay the foundations for a safer, freer, and more just world.

As for the sake of the interpersonal, the Quran just as the says one must turn inwardly to God and suffer reproach upon oneself long before others are forced to act using the means of the law.

[sunshine-in-your-smile]

Q2 Empties & Declutters

same shit now it's july

iUNIK Propolis Vitamin Eye Cream - A fine eye cream. Do I need eye cream? It certainly helps with moisture before putting concealer on but any other benefits I did not really notice. Maybe I should stop buying eye cream and take my night cream up under the eyes.

e.l.f. Cosmetics Blemish Breakthrough Acne Fighting Spot Gel - You'd think with a rollerball you would just roll it on your face easy peezy lemon squeezy but this thing is prone to just. stopping. or maybe my face is that uneven I'm not sure. Kinda hurts too. Also maybe unhygienic so I rolled it on my fingers and rubbed it in that way. It did help calm my acne down, not sure about its ability to get rid of it since there are a lot of factors at play with my skin. I am so bad at reviewing stuff

Rohto Mentholatum Hada Labo Gokujyun Hyaluronic Acid Lotion (Light) - To be real, I don't know how I feel about this. I use it as a second (technically) toner/essence. It's simple and a watery texture. Sometimes you don't need fancy skincare. Maybe the other version would feel more hydrating/richer.

COSRX AHA/BHA Clarifying Treatment Toner - Light and gentle for what's technically an exfoliator. Comes in a spray bottle which I guess makes sense since it's a thinner and watery formula than other liquid exfoliators and toners from COSRX. I like pretty much everything from this brand so no surprises here. The problem with spray bottles though is at some point it just doesn't want to spray. I opened it up to just get some on my hands and it all spilled out. Was it doing wonders for my skin? Not really, but that was a lot of product literally down the drain.

PURITO Deep Sea Water Cream - The blue of the packaging flakes off if you put too much pressure on it like for example if you're trying to squeeze every last bit out. Should I have gotten the scissors out? Maybe, but the moment I bring out the scissors is the moment I lose. The moisturizer itself irritated my skin for the first like week before calming down? It felt nice and hydrating but I don't know about using it again.

Maybelline Volum' Express the Colossal Cat Eye Washable Mascara (Glam Black) - Dried up and I didn't bother trying to resuscitate. Never liked it that much tbh she will not be missed. Wasn't bad but wasn't anything spectacular.

Milk Makeup Blur Stick - Hey, I reached my goal before it finally expired. Smells absolutely rancid now so fly high soldier or whatever. Is it even possible to finish it all before the expiration date??

ETUDE Look At My Eyes (BR407, PK007, BR415, BR416, and BE104) - Why the fuck did I buy so many shimmers. I think it was because they were essentially $2 a shadow and I just got excited. The formula is nice but I don't use shimmers and as much as I would like to become one of the one and done shadow girlies I'm just not. Anti clean makeup. Dirty bitch makeup. It's like when I tried to convince myself I was bisexual for all of high school. If I want eyeshadow I am breaking out a palette and doing a look. I cannot date a woman. I don't even wear neutrals that often and I certainly don't wear warm orange toned browns. What am I doing.

O.TWO.O Eyeshadow (NO.01-8) - The less intense version of an ETUDE shadow and I just don't need that in my life right now I have enough trauma as is

BH Cosmetics Mrs. Bella Lip Gleam (No Sidechick) - How did I not realize I have this color in a lipstick already. Milk Makeup Lip Color C.R.E.A.M. Nearly exactly the same on me but one is a gloss and the other isn't. I have a clear gloss. I can replicate it. And then there was one (BH Cosmetics Mrs. Bella Lip Gleam Notice Me).

AOA Studio Everglow Highlighter (Twilight) - My mom wanted a highlighter and I was like yeah sure I think you'll like this one it's more neutral and she did so

ETUDE Soft Drink Lip Tint (1 Zero Red) - The stain it leaves is a little orange and I already have an orangey tint I can mix with. Be thrifty and resourceful like that

e.l.f. Cosmetics Glossy Lip Stain (Fiery Red) - Decided to wear this on a day with a dark purple red eye as a base tint for a brown red lip and this wasn't fucking around. It is obnoxiously bright and saturated red and clashed horribly

Milk Makeup Flex Foundation Stick (Golden Nude) - She finally expired on me,,,, first the blur stick now the foundation stick. I should check my lipsticks next. Also for some reason it turned more yellow? Godspeed my beloved I will not purchase you again because it's like $36 and also I don't be reaching for foundation sticks outside of one season a year. Bad investment but I will cherish our times together when I actually got some sun

#makeup #review #skincare #declutter #empties

[odetolove]

He felt his cheeks warm at your compliment though he should be used to it now as you were always so sweet and kind. The words just carry more weight this time considering the context of the conversation. He's just about to brush it off when you kiss his cheek. He holds his breath as he stills, mouth slightly agape. His skin tingles at the spot where you kissed him, a feeling he wishes to have again, and again, and again, everywhere.

His thoughts spin out of control as he tries to make sense of anything when your next sentence slaps him back to reality. There's no way he heard you right, right? "W-what? What do you mean hada crush on me? I thought-" his brows scrunch together, nothing making sense at the moment. "I thought ya liked Tsumu?"

All three of you were close, there's no doubt about it but to Osamu, you always seemed more comfortable with Atsumu. You always joked a little harder with Atsumu, always laughed a little harder with Atsumu. You just seemed more..free. But with him, you always felt a little more reserved, a little more controlled. He could see the way you sometimes would hold back; it's always just so subtle but he noticed it more as you both grew older. So naturally, he just assumed that meant you liked Tsumu.. but looks like he had gotten it all wrong.

"Why?" The question leaves his mouth before he can stop himself. He turns his body more toward you as he tries to glimpse at your face. "I don't--I don't understand..I thought, it couldn't be me."

-Osamu

my eyebrows furrow at the sound of his confusion- almost sure, up to this point at least, that he had known. atsumu certainly did, his constant jeers and whispers of my pathetic crush on his twin brother always lending fuel for the playful fights we got into.

atsumu?!

i exclaim, thinking back to the cocky man- remembering his inflated ego and albeit valid, high opinions of himself. i sit up, already missing the way his body felt against mine, movie and food long forgotten in favor of looking at him. staring despite the blush on my cheeks and increasing heart beat.

what do you mean, why, osamu?

i question, trying to formulate the thoughts that i had for him, wondering if i could even put into words the way he was always so nice to me. or how he would always ask if i had eaten on days where i had forgotten- if i could tell him that i knew i was sometimes too nice to people and let them step on me and he was always there to stop people from taking advantage of that.

‘samu- it has always been you. who else makes me food when i forget? who else beat up the guy who was bad mouthing me when we were in high school?

i press on, remembering back to the only time he had gotten in trouble for starting a fight outside of his brother- knowing that since then, he was going to be the one i was going to pine for. leaning in closer and closer due to my excitement.

you’re a catch. tall, handsome, nice and funny? how could i not.

sitting back once again, i turn my head to hide the utter embarrassment written all over my face, crossing my arms as i pout.

besides, atsumu wouldn’t be able to handle me the way you do.

#samuu.love #RRRHGGGSHEHEHEHDHDHBRFKDUFDJJD #i had so much to do today i was ITCHINNGGGG TO ANSWER THIS #I CRIED ‼️ GETTING THIS NOTIF #also me sprinkling in random plot lines cause i’m insane over childhood friends to lovers #WARREHHFJFFHBFBFDBJSDHD #favorite.love

[hadasarfati]

An interview with me

by Mirai.

What is my story? My name is Hadas, and I'm 27 year old artist/educator in training from Israel. I'm now in Amsterdam for students exchange and I am very excited about this new and probably big chapter in my life

What makes you laugh in the morning? I'm not a morning person so it might take a little longer to make me laugh, but I tend to laugh over things that surprise me, I guess

What is a book/film/series that influence you the most? Honestly it always changes but I really really like the book "Goodbye to Berlin" by Christopher Isherwood. It's about the urban/bohemian life in Weimar republic, just before the Nazi's rise to power. the movie and the musical "Cabaret" are based on this book. I really like how the writer looks at things and reflects them.

What's your passion at the moment? to get the most out of my current adventure, to meet interesting people, new cultures and new ways to think of art. also, to keep on doing and developing my own artworks and processes.

What's the most important thing you need to know about me? That's I'm a nice person who is really enthusiastic about meeting new people, cultures, etc.

What do you want to learn this semester? I would like to learn more about myself and my own art practice, and how to learn and develop by doing. also, to get to know new perspectives of life, art, and more, thanks to my stay here in Amsterdam

What's your ambition in the Breitner academy? Quite the same.

Which artists inspire you? right now I'm very into young new-media artist, especially feminist female ones, like Molly Soda and Arvida Bystrom.

#interviewwithme

[minhyukie]

hello again, mbb secret santa #2 here!

you are right, i'm very excited for shownu to come back to fully experience the chaos that is monsta x (and love. lots of love. can't wait to see them reunited) and the age order was such a surprise for me too!! was shocked to learn joo is NOT the eldest. actually rap line as maknae line was mind-boggling to me, but now it makes perfect sense.

excellent song choices :') and wonho... what a beautiful, gentle soul... his solo stuff is great, losing you (korean ver.) is one of my absolute faves 🥺

personally i think they're hilarious everywhere, but my favorite moments are shownu breaking an axe and everyone losing their marbles, also the spanish telephone game, and the idol room episode where shownu and wonho were supposed to carry the rest in sleeping bags to their respective sides as they were trying to escape 😭

i am also team no cucumbers, sorry min pls forgive us <3

and finallyyy, i hope you're having a lovely week so far! are you excited for the holidays, how are you spending them? my questions this week are; which 10 songs would you play for someone who's never heard of monsta x? and if you could spend a day with your bias, would you and what would it look like? 🥰

omg right?? the age order is so surprising at first but then later it's like oh of course!! like jooheon and changkyun are sooo mx's babies 🥺

wonho's compositions are sooo good i loved what he made for mx and i love a lot of his solo work too!! my favorite is flash, he really is good at those emotional tracks

those are all such good videos!! i rewatched the spanish telephone game sooo much when it came out, they're really just saying anything 😭 they've done telephone game a few times and it's always so funny! also i was thinking and another one of my favs is from monsta x on vacation when shownu runs away from the camera crew?? it is just so insanely funny like he is 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️

the holidays have been fun!! i traveled home to my parent's home and spent time with family for christmas today 💕

omg such good questions!! for the 10 songs i think i'd probably go with a good variety of some of their more mellow songs and then some of their more fun songs that really hype you up and then just a few more that i feel just deserve to be there!! in no specific order: 1. because of u, 2. gravity, 3. U R, 4. oh my!, 5. fallin', 6. burning up, 7. neol hada, 8. monsta truck, 9. love killa, and 10. middle of the night. i really like all of these songs but i think they're also pretty universally loved among the fandom so they'd probably appeal to many non fans as well!!

a day with minhyuk 🥺🥺 i would love to go thrifting with minhyuk i feel like he would enjoy something like that so much and really be able to find some good hidden gems!! i would also love to do something artsy like taking a pottery class or something, i've always wanted to do that and i think he'd also really like to explore a different form of art. and we can spend the rest of the day being homebodies and chilling and watching youtube together!!

i hope you've been having happy holidays and if you celebrate, merry christmas!

#mbbss 🦌 #im screaming i talk so much.. but ur questions are so good!!

[engie-ivy]

Yes, he's in the hospital and doesn't remember anything about himself, but it's actually not that bad. His memories are sure to come back in a matter of days, and until then, he can spend time eating, sleeping, reading, daydreaming about that ridiculously attractive Healer...

(The aim is Funny and Fluffy Wolfstar)

It's Like the First Time

“Everything seems to be in order,” the Healer Trainee, Aubrey, says. “As we expected. How’s the dizziness?”

“When I’m laying down, it doesn’t bother me,” he replies.

“That’s good,” Aubrey smiles. “The dizziness and light-headedness should gradually disappear over the upcoming days, and then the memories will come back after.”

He nods. He’d be more worried about all his memories being gone if the Healers at St Mungo’s weren’t so certain they’ll all come back in a matter of days. Dizziness, light-headedness, and amnesia; it’s a familiar picture when being hit with a Confundo-charm from a defective wand, which the Healers have encountered many times before and has apparently happened to him during some friendly duelling.

It’s always the same picture: the dizziness and light-headedness slowly lessening, and the memories all coming back at once after two to at most five days. Like, one moment you know nothing, and the next you remember everything.

Well, he doesn’t exactly know nothing. His semantic memory is intact, meaning he has basic knowledge and remembers facts and skills. He knows he’s a wizard, he knows the hospital is called St Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, he knows the people in the lime green robes are the Healers, he knows that since he’s a wizard he probably went to Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, and he knows perfectly well how to perform a wide variety of charms, jinxes, hexes and curses. (So luckily those years at Hogwarts weren’t for nothing)

What he doesn’t know is anything about himself. His episodic memory, memory for any kind of life events, is completely gone. Who he is, what he does, what he has done, who he knows, it’s all gone. His own mum could walk into the room, and he’d think she was the laundry lady. (Luckily, she seemed like a very nice lady, and had thought it rather funny)

The only thing he knows about himself, not because he remembers, but because it’s the only thing they told him, is that he’s someone named Remus Lupin. Apparently, in the past, trying to fill in the gaps has proven to be more frustrated than helpful for the patient and, as the memories will come back on their own anyway, quite unnecessary. Therefore, they don’t tell him much else, and all he can do is wait.

Past experience has also shown that the patient often finds it quite stressful, and even frightening, to be surrounded by lots of people who all know him, and whom he feels like he should recognize, but doesn’t. Therefore, friends and family are only allowed in limited numbers, one new person a day, which started with his mum.

His mum had brought him his favourite novel, saying that he read it so many times, and would always wish he could erase it from his memory just so he could read it again with the same sense of anticipation. Well, she had figured this was his chance. Now, all he can do is lie in bed, read his book, and eat food, which is... Well, pretty great actually.

He doesn’t have anything to worry about. How can he worry about anything if he doesn’t remember anything? It’s like having a little break from life and all its expectations and responsibilities. (Though the fact that he’s so happy about having no worries, makes him think that this Remus Lupin normally worries quite a lot)

When a Healer comes to see him, he suddenly knows something else about himself: he’s very, very gay.

The Healer has a classic, aristocratic beauty to him, with his sharp cheekbones and full lips, and his eyes are of a clear grey, that appears silver, which contrasts quite nicely with the strands of raven black hair that have fallen from the messy bun on top of his head. And no one has the right to look that good in lime green robes, which he fills out pretty well with his lean, muscular body.

The Healer gives him a soft smile, and really, if he smiles at all his patients like that, the whole hospital must be diagnosed with palpitations. “How’re you feeling?” the Healer asks in a warm, deep voice.

He wonders whether his semantic memory has failed him after all, as he suddenly seems to have forgotten how speaking works. “Erm...” he says, very eloquently.

The Healer frowns, and looks at Aubrey. “Isn’t the confusion supposed to be gone by now?”

Aubrey looks from the Healer to him and back to the Healer, while a knowing smile appears on her face. “Don’t worry,” she tells the Healer. “He has been perfectly responsive and coherent all day.”

“Has he had some Anti-Confusion Concoction?”

“He’s had a small dose, as the confusion was already wearing off on his own.”

“Are you going to give him Memory Potion?” the Healer continues his questioning.

Aubrey shakes her head. “We have already given him Mandrake Restorative Draught against the spell’s physical effects. Adding Memory Potion might make the dose of Stewed Mandrake too high. As we can be certain all memories will come back on their own, it isn’t worth the risk.”

The Healer nods thoughtfully. “So only a daily dose of Restoration Potion until all effects have subsided, I assume?”

“Yes,” Aubrey agrees. “Based on past experience, that’ll in all likeliness be sufficient.”

The Healer turns his head back to him, and that soft smile is back in place. He opens his mouth to speak, but right at that moment, a bright flash can be seen, and a gazelle made out of shining white light is standing in front of them.

“I’m so sorry to disturb on a moment like this,” a stressed-sounding voice of a young woman comes from the Patronus, that is directing itself to the Healer. “But you’re needed back at the HADA department immediately! We’re having an emergency.”

The Healer curses under his breath. He takes a step towards the door, but then stops to look back at him with a pained expression.

“He’s in good hands,” Aubrey says.

The Healer nods. “I’ll be back as soon as I can,” he tells him, before hurrying out the door.

Though his mum was right, and the novel is really good, he has trouble focusing on it from that moment on. He’s constantly interrupted by thoughts of bright, silver-grey eyes. Merlin, he’s seen the guy once, and he’s acting like a twelve-year-old with a crush!

Telling himself off for it doesn’t stop him from looking up hopefully the moment he catches a glimpse of lime-green robes. It’s quite a disappointment when the Healer that walks in to check his vitals is a greying, grumpy man with a face that seems to be twisted in a permanent scowl. Asking him where the good-looking Healer went to seems kind of impolite though, so he just sits and nods whenever the Healer grumbles something unintelligible.

“So, why have I gotten a different Healer?” he asks Aubrey later, trying to sound casual.

“Different Healer?” she asks, not understanding.

“Yeah,” he says, feeling to his great annoyance that his cheeks begin to flush. “There was this older man checking up on me, while before, there was the young man with the broad shoulder, shining dark hair, sweet smile, pretty eyes...” He trails off.

“Oh!” Understanding, and a not insignificant amount of amusement, appear on Aubrey’s face. “Oh, he wasn’t not your Healer, sweetie! He was visiting.”

“Ah,” he sighs disappointedly. So the Healer had only been here for some sort of second opinion, and he probably won’t be back. It was too good to be true, to have a Healer like that around as a nice distraction.

“Healer Black works for the Healing Against the Dark Arts Department,” Aubrey continues.

“You know him?” he asks.

“I know of him. But honestly,” she adds with a wink. “Everyone working at St Mungo’s knows of Healer Black!”

He chuckles. “I suppose he cannot not catch your eye.”

“It’s not just his appearance,” Aubrey says. “Healer Black is the leading expert on healing Dark Arts-related injuries and combating curses from the Dark Arts. He has invented novel Healing Spells and revolutionized the protocol for treating curses. Healers from all over the world consult him on their cases, and patients come to see him from all over the world.”

“Wow...” he sighs again, but this time it’s a more wistful sigh. He doesn’t even care anymore that he sounds like a love-struck teenager. Maybe Aubrey will write it off as a side-effect of the Confundo-charm. He briefly wonders about that himself, but as those bright, silver-grey eyes come to mind again, he knows he’s under a whole different kind of spell.

“Yeah,” Aubrey smiles. “He’s quite a remarkable man.”

“So I guess I won’t be seeing him again then,” he says dejectedly, letting his head hang. He wonders why they’d sent that Healer to come see him in the first place, as he surely must’ve had better things to do.

He hears a choked noise besides him, and he looks up at Aubrey, who seems to be stifling a laugh, with her hand pressed against her mouth. “Don’t worry, love,” she says with obvious amusement in her voice. “I’m sure you’ll be seeing more of him.”

The young man sitting next to his bed has been talking about his wife and their baby for an hour straight. Though it really isn’t so bad. His stories are quite amusing, and the man is very charismatic. He has sparkling eyes, and hair so messy, he had immediately checked whether it wasn’t storming outside when the man had entered. He has a disarming smile and a contagious laugh, and is surprisingly easy to talk to. He says his name is James Potter, and he’s Remus Lupin’s best friend.

He has to give Remus Lupin a pat on the back for having made such a nice friend. Honestly, the idea of socializing with new people, trying to make friends, does not appeal to him, and he’s glad to know Remus already has them.

“And I just went to see Sirius,” James says. “Well, more like I was speed walking next to him in the two minutes he had to get from one room to another. He still managed to apologize twenty times though. Normally, I’d say he should be sorry, but the poor guy seems to hardly have any time to eat or sleep.” James shakes his head. “Did you hear what happened? Three children were playing in the woods, and they must’ve accidentally touched an unknown cursed object. They were brought in barely conscious and with a mother completely beside herself. So of course, ‘the widely renowned and highly acclaimed, capable-of-the-impossible Healer Black’ was the only one who might save them. And he has, as they seem to be recovering,” James adds, relieved. “But really, there aren’t many excuses that would justify him not being here, but having to save children’s lives is definitely one of them.”

“Thank Merlin those children are alright. That sounds- Wait,” he says, before sitting up. “Healer Black? You know Healer Black?”

James blinks at him. “Ehm... Yeah?”

“Merlin, that man is so handsome!” he exclaims. “He was here for like two minutes, before he got called away to other patients, but I just can’t stop thinking about him! He already looks perfect, and now you’re telling me that he’s some kind of miracle Healer saving children’s lives?” He sighs. “It’s just not fair.”

At first, James still looks confused. Then his eyes widen in understanding, and his mouth starts twitching like he’s trying to hold back laughter.

He doesn’t blame him. He’d laugh at himself too, with how ridiculous he’s been acting over this random Healer. He just hopes he won’t have embarrassed Remus Lupin too much once his memories have returned.

“Don’t worry,” James says, in an amused voice. “Healer Black will come back as soon as he has the time.”

Now, his own eyes widen. “You really think he’d come to see me again?”

James lets out a strangled noise and starts coughing, which he strongly suspects being a laugh quickly covered up by a cough. “Yes,” James replies, suppressed laughter still sounding through in his voice. “I really think so.”

He knows it’s rather pathetic, but as he’s got nothing better to do, he did it anyway. He practiced what he’s going to say to Healer Black when, or if, he comes back.

He’ll tilt his head slightly downwards, so he’ll look up at the man through his lashes, and then he’ll give him a coy smile, while softly saying ‘Healer Black. It’s so good to see you again. I’ve heard many great things about you, and what you did for those children is truly admirable.’ Luckily, flirting seems to fall under semantic memory.

However, when the moment comes that Healer Black enters the room again, his carefully constructed plan falls apart.

At first, he’s stunned that yes, Healer Black really looks like that, and he hasn’t made it better in his head. Alright, the man has bags under his eyes, his robes are rumpled, and his hair is slightly greasy and so much strands are peaking out of his bun, making it look more messy than what would qualify as a normal messy bun, but he still looks like the most beautiful person in the world. He doesn’t even notice Aubrey and James walk in after Healer Black.

He opens his mouth to deliver his carefully practiced lines, but the words die in his throat as Healer Black... Well, flings himself at him. He literally splays out on top of him, hugging him close and pressing his face in the crook of his neck. “I missed you so much,” Healer Black murmurs against his skin.

He freezes. Yes, he has forgotten quite a lot, but he’s still pretty sure this is not the standard operating procedure for Healers to greet their patients. “Erm...” He says, once again ever so eloquently.

Healer Black lifts his head and looks up at him in confusion, but he can’t possibly be more confused than he’s feeling.

James scrapes his throat. “Remus, may I introduce you to Healer Sirius Black-Lupin, your husband?”

“So neither one of you decided to tell him?” Healer Black has crossed his arms over his chest and is glaring at Audrey and James.

“I’m sorry, Healer Black!” Aubrey squeaks. “I know I should’ve told him, but it was just too cute, watch him be all smitten with his own husband.”

He isn’t really listening. He’s openly staring at Healer Black. Apparently, he bloody married the guy, so it’s allowed, right?

“I don’t know how you pulled this off, Remus Lupin,” he whispers under his breath. “But thank you, and kudos to you, mate, kudos to you.”

As he looks at Healer Black up and down (at some point he’ll really have to stop referring to his husband as Healer Black, probably), he suddenly really wishes for his memories to come back fast, as there are some things he’d really like to remember.

Though on the other hand, he thinks, biting his lip, maybe ‘Healer Black’ won’t mind freshening up his memory in the meantime?

“Ugh,” Remus groans, hiding his face against Sirius’ chest. “I can’t believe I was practically drooling over you!”

Sirius chuckles while he’s rubbing soft circles on Remus’ back. “You were cute.”

As a reply, Remus just groans again.

“I’m sorry, though,” Sirius says, suddenly quietly. “It wouldn’t have happened if I had been by your side as I was supposed to be.”

Remus lifts up his head to look at Sirius. “Hey, none of that! You were saving lives.” He presses a quick kiss to his husband’s lips. “You wouldn’t have wanted to be anywhere else, and I wouldn’t have wanted you to be anywhere else.”

Sirius smiles softly at him, and Remus lays his head back on his chest. “Besides, it was a good reminder that I should be more proud of my accomplishment to get Healer Black to marry me.”

Sirius barks a laugh, that Remus can feel vibrating in his chest. “And how exactly was me down on one knee practically begging you to become my husband ‘you getting me to marry you’?”

Remus smiles fondly, happy that that memory is safely back in his head. “And it was nice to feel like having a new crush again,” he continues. “ All exhilarated, enraptured, and in awe.”

“Oh, Moony,” Sirius sighs, pressing a kiss to the top of Remus’ head. “I feel like that every time I look at you.”

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