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Reason to Live #8622
Finding vegan substitutes for my old safe foods. – Guest Submission
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#substitutes for rare herbs#herbs#substitutes#green witch#lunar witch#witchyvibes#gemini#witchy blog#magic#witchcraft#baby witch
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THE SUBSTITUTE (reader x Yoongi)
2nd attempt at writing fanfic 1st attempt for BTS
idk the format to write this shit so yeah
sUmMaRy: Y/n gets a little taken aback (or flustered?) at her school's substitute teacher for music given his odd behaviour that y/n has never experienced before.
Warnings: none
Part 1
I was just your regular music student trying to survive school. While some people called me pretty, some people talked shit about me behind my back. Either way, I didn't care. All I knew was that I was the most average girl who was probably a tad prettier than everyone else, with the most immature boys for exes and the weirdest bitches for friends.
It was autumn. A soft breeze in the air, maple leaves drifting in the wind as the trees are left to go bald for the winter. There I was, in the hallway as usual. I wore a casual sweater neatly tucked into my knee length skirt. In one hand I had my books, in the other my bottle of mineral water. It wasn't common to see teens my age have a water bottle with them since it was more of a middle school thing, but who cares?
I paused in my tracks. I looked down at the transparent, plastic bottle in my hand, and walked towards the bin, tossing it before continuing my walk to music class.
Maybe today I could try to not have water with me...
Why would I need water anyways? __________________________________________________________
I sat down in my usual seat for music, second row from the front, all the way to the right, just beside the dust covered windows.
We always used the lecture theatre. Never the classrooms. There were more than 40 students taking music as a gradable subject in school so I guessed it made sense to use a bigger venue for it. The stale air in the lecture theatre was a clear sign that no one had used it in a few days, probably even a few weeks.
F/n sat down in the seat next to me, placing her tote bag on the vacant seat next to her. We've been friends since the start of high school, and it was a pure miracle that we had ended up in the same college.
"Y/n!" F/n shook my shoulders lightly. I looked in her direction, knowing she had something to say.
"Did you hear about the substitute for music today?" F/n asked. I could tell that she was trying hard to coat the excitement in her voice with a layer of questions. I frowned, shaking my head.
F/n inhaled sharply, leaning in closer to my ear. I shifted closer, curious as to what she was about to say.
"People are saying he's this hot teacher from a private academy that specialises in children who are gifted in music." F/n whispered into my ear before pulling away, a huge grin plastered on her face as she bounced up and down in her seat, eyes sparkling with excitement.
"And why are you telling me this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in suspicion.
"Are you seriously asking me this question y/n?" F/n groaned in frustration. What, was I supposed to magically know why f/n directed certain questions to me?
F/n leaned in again, but not as close as the first time.
"If he's hot we could date him!" She whisper shouted. I swear I almost choked on non-existent water. I stared at her, wide eyed in shock and...a tinge of disgust. F/n looked at me with utmost disappointment before rolling her eyes.
I shook my head. "We're not going to date any teachers or whatsoever," I paused for a moment. "But then again, who's stopping us from admiring them?"
As soon as f/n heard my words, her entire face lit up again. My lips curved into a smirk. Tricking f/n was always fun.
Within the next 10 minutes, a few more students had begun streaming in from the large ceiling to floor wooden doors, seating in a randomised order. Eventually, everyone had sat down.
Just as the soft chatter slowly turned into loud conversations, a shadow slipped through the now half closed doors. I craned my neck towards the shadow, only to see a glimpse of black hair almost reaching the person’s shoulders.
“Y/n! That’s the substitute for our music class today!” F/n shook my shoulder vigorously like a love sick high school girl (F/n and I are already in college) watching her crush from football walk in. Her eyes were wide like marbles, mouth agape as her eyes trailed over to the figure standing by the door at the other side of the lecture theatre.
I rolled my eyes at her childish behaviour. Why would anyone bother about a hot substitute? He'd just be another handsome man who'd waltz into our lives and walk out the doors, oblivious to the heartbreak the girls just went through watching him leave.
Just as I was in the middle of my thought process, I began to notice the conversations around me turn into hushed whispers and gasps. My gaze wandered over the crowd of students as their eyes stuck to the front of the lecture theatre.
"His hair is gorgeous!"
"He looks so hot..."
"Black's definitely his colour."
All these comments were sickening. Girls fawning over a substitute. The boys awestruck by his sense of fashion. F/n beside me, her breath knocked out of her windpipe as she tries to contain her heart from beating out of her chest.
"Are all of you just gonna sit there like fools?"
His voice was deep as hell.
The shocked voices of everyone were quickly drowned out by the rush to stand up before another insulting word was thrown at us. I stood up, still trying to catch a glimpse of his face.
“I’ll be your substitute teacher for the day as your current teacher is sick. You can call me sir.”
Everyone frantically greeted him with a courteous bow before sitting back down, the murmurs surfacing again. His side profile was the only part of him that was visible to me right now.
Finally, this “sir” walked towards the stand at the front of the lecture theatre, just a few metres away from where I was. He placed his briefcase on the stand as I craned my neck again, hoping to finally see his face. Just as he looked up at the class, I glanced over, looking at him.
He was…gorgeous to say the least.
A man in his late 20s, dressed in a black suit that complimented his tall frame and a head of hair that was a beautifully crafted mess of soft curls that sat on his collar. In the midst of admiring him from afar, he turned his head in my direction, my gaze meeting his.
The moment we locked eyes, A burst of butterflies emerged within my stomach. My heart stopped for a split second, a spark igniting inside of me. My mouth fell open a little, my eyes wide open as we held eye contact for what seemed like an eternity before he looked away.
Was it just me, or was he experiencing what I felt as well?
I couldn't dwell on it. Not when he was taking on the role of a teacher in a class that I was taking.
"Today we'll be doing some vocal warmups." He announced, taking a step in front of the stand.
"B-but sir we're doing theory work-" F/n started to speak.
"You'll be following my instructions today." He cut her off, his tone displaying uninterest in whatever we had to say. He slipped his hands into his pockets, walking down the rows.
Pure horror was engaged.
Projection of our voices, keeping our mouths open, correcting our pronunciation, having to be in sync, blah blah blah.
After a rough 10 minutes of vocal warmups, my throat was nonetheless sore and completely deprived of water.
I raised my hand, looking in his direction.
"Sir may I get some water?" I asked, my voice hoarse and weak.
"No."
"But-"
"We'll continue on with more vocal warmups."
I looked at him in horror, turning to f/n, seeing if she had a water bottle. F/n could only raise her empty one sheepishly, before putting it in her bag.
After a lesson of hell, I couldn't speak anymore. It almost felt like the spirit of those vocal warmups had come and sucked my voice box out of me, leaving nothing but a suffering throat and aching jaw. This "sir" wasn't as nice as I expected.
The bell rung, signaling the end of class. Even though the only thing that I did today was lose my voice, it still felt physically draining to my entire body. F/n was nowhere to be seen now. What a bitch she was now. Her best friend was in desperate need of water and not a single bit of compassion was being shown.
I stayed in my seat for a while, watching everyone making a beeline for the exit.
"Hey!"
I looked around, only to see the teacher walking towards me. I cleared my throat, only to realise there wasn't anything to clear. Sitting upright, I could feel my heart pounding against my chest, the butterflies swarming within me again.
He stood in front of me, hands behind his back. I eyed him suspiciously, noticing his features were rather defined.
"Where's your water bottle?" He asked, his eyes taking the shape of siren ones as he stared me down.
"I threw it out." I replied weakly, my voice fading towards the end of my short sentence.
He sighed, before revealing a matte, black water bottle behind of him. Gesturing for me to take it, he tilted his head to the side, an amused smirk on his face.
I couldn't really bother much as to why he offered it to me seeing as to how I was dying of dehydration. I snatched the bottle out of his hands, twisting the cap open and tilting it towards me lips, the fresh feeling of water gushing down my throat. I quickly emptied the contents of the water bottle, before exhaling in relief.
"Thank you sir." I said meekly, handing the bottle back to him. His slender fingers wrapped around the bottle, hands showing faint signs of his veins as he took the bottle from my hands.
"Why did you let me drink from your water bottle?" I asked him, looking up at his alluringly handsome face. My gaze was then focused on his hands, his fingers around the bottle. What if those fingers were around something else, or better, in...
I bit my lip to refrain my mind from drifting to the darker side of all this.
"You said you didn't have your water bottle and I was being kind." His nonchalant voice and expressionless face seemed to be hiding a deeper emotion, but I didn't question further.
"Thanks I guess." I mumbled, grabbing my bag, slinging it on my shoulder.
"Next time bring a water bottle."
"Next time?" I looked up at him, confused. He didn't bother to answer my question, instead walking back to the stand where he packed his water bottle into his briefcase. What rude behaviour for a teacher.
I scoffed, and walked past him and towards the exit of the lecture theatre.
"Oh, and don't call me sir anymore. Call me Yoongi."
"What?"
I stood right at the doors, looking back at him, butterflies exploding inside me yet again. Heat began creeping up to my face, my cheeks burning. My heart was about to burst out of me chest again. My hand gripped the knee length skirt I was wearing, a perplexed look on my face.
"Y/n?" F/n had come to look for me again. I snapped out of my trance as I swiveled around, looking at f/n. She had mineral watered bottle in her hands, all ready to give it to me. I kindly took it, smiling awkwardly as I turned back to look at him ignoring my presence as he continued to pack up.
"S-sir?"
"You may leave now."
"What?"
"Leave."
A little taken aback, I blinked, only to stumble out of the lecture theatre.
#bts#bts fanfic#yoongi#suga#x y/n#fanfic#music#substitutes#teachers#college#university#school#students
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Despite My Numerous Disabilities, I have Managed to Teach as A Substitute Teaching Assistant at My Local School District for almost 5 years, now, I work with Early Childhood Intervention Pre-K Students 3-5 years old, General Education Pre-K Students, 1st-5th with Severe Disabilities and 9th-12th with Severe Disabilities & I used to work with Students in The Behavior Mastery Classroom, 1st-5th, and most recently, rarely with 9th-12th, Students in The Behavior Mastery Classroom!
#jobsuccess#true grit#overcoming#disabilities#determination#perseverance#persistence#overcoming depression#mind over matter#hard work#teachers#everyday heroes#essential workers#substitutes
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Challenge #03742-J089: Just Keep Them Occupied
A family begs Wraithvine to babysit two very hyper kids so they can go and gather in the crops. Normally the mother would watch the children, but she is feeling very ill. Needless to say, at naptime, Wraithvine has no problem getting the kids to sleep. -- The New Guy
[AN: My RNG gender picker wound up with "he/hims" all the way down, so it's Papa and Dad running the farm in this story]
The triplets were far too young to be allowed to handle farm equipment. They were also old enough to be more than a handful for their parents. One of whom was down with digestive issues owing to a very bad wheel of cheese.
Fortunately, a passing Elf was happy to help.
Ze first summoned a phantom servant to help the Dad in the fields whilst ze took direction from Papa, stuck in the privy with a bucket as his best friend.
[Check the source for the rest of the story]
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So, I came up with a new name for a philosophical concept I’ve been mulling over, specifcally...
Lykos’ Dilemma: No singular substitute for a thing is going to be totally fungible with what it is replacing for some amount of people.
I was thinking of it related to a problem I see a lot of environmental activists either missing or reacting badly to (In a “fuck ‘em” way)
Also directly inspired by the immortal words of Doctor Karl Lykos when he said “But I don’t want to cure cancer, I want to turn people into dinosaurs!”
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Behind the Fics: Sukey as Suki
Disclaimer: First fic of the year. I wanted to wait until after Furrball and the Final Frontier's established to do this, but the story's backing has still yet to be fully developed, and this has been bugging me, so I thought I should get this done now.
I own both OCs used in this but not the characters they're modeled after, or names of authors mentioned/referenced.
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Here is yet another interview featuring Esme "Sukey" Gwenoldyn Langley Lane. To describe her appearance yet again, she is a tall, slender, light-brown-furred Saluki with dark red-colored hair with bangs, yellow/chocolate eyes, purple nose, dots on her cream-colored muzzle with a matching stripe down the middle of her face, dark red spots on her arms, cream-colored hands in a pattern to resemble those of fingerless gloves, a dark red fox-like tail, and legs that have the bottom half colored dark brown. Her wardrobe consisted of a pair of round, stoic glasses, a light teal neckerchief, a short-sleeved teal jacket with a hood, a pinstriped teal dress with various autographs inscribed on it, and high-heeled brown boots covering the lower half of her legs which are interestingly the same color.
Sukey: Hello once again. I am Esmeralda, or Esme, Gwendolyn Langley Lane. In productions I am involved in, I am referred to as 'Sukey', though spelled differently than the name of my canon counterpart/half-sister, Suki Lane with an I. Today, I'm discussing my involvement in fanmakes, which are basically fan tribute remakes of already-done films and television programs. Well, SHE is not involved in those like most toons are, because she's intolerant to just about anything, whereas I'm neutral to fan-typed redos with characters acting out as certain characters. So I go in her place, as myself in some fics and as her, as she refuses to sell out her unconfirmed sexuality or her belief in fan-redos. That didn't stop her from selling out her soul to Crystal Entertainment though. Here is a video of my usual makeup change session before any fanmake/fanfiction story where I am portraying her.
She got our her tablet, playing a video she selected and played it fullscreen. By the way, there's a projection/magnification feature on the phone.
In the video, we see Sukey in her booth about to sit in her seat, ready for her usual makeover for the story they were filming, where she is Suki. She sat back while the makeup artists when to work on her. They dyed her hair to an orangeish-brown, they spray-painted the stripe with animal-safe paint to cover it up and did the same with her arms and hands, covering up the spots and completely rendering her hands light brown, put big white contact lenses over her eyes to appear as if they were never yellow, carefully painted cream paint over her muzzle's dots, carefully painted her purple nose fully black, dyed her dark red tail light brown to match her fur color, and did the same with the bottom half of her legs. They then removed her neckerchief, while painting over a spot the neckerchief had covered to make it look plain, exchanged Sukey's coat and dress for an exact same short-sleeved teal coat (except smaller and without a hood) and turtle-neck teal dress that was plain, and when her feet's paint were dry, they placed the boots back on. When she was finished, she looked like the spitting image of Suki Lane.
Sukey: That's how it went for every fanmake or crossover project where I am her, because she's also not into crossovers just as every other critic. I also masquerade as her for every fan project, of which Illumination did not approve, where I'm romantically involved with a male smaller than me. Of course, I accept no other than my shapeshifting boyfriend.
There is a second part in the video with another CGI animal was getting his usual makeover for the project he was involved in. He had a small list of different forms, but he was currently in his koala form. He was a short blue-furred koala with bushy eyebrows, black beady eyes, light blue muzzle, black nose and little tufts of hair at the top. His current attire was a brown plaid suit, white shirt, black bowtie, big square glasses, and black pants. His name was Baxter Crescent (in his koala form).
When he was ready for his makeover for this kind of project, a whole curtain was pulled, covering the area, and we hear the sounds of clothes being removed, spray painting, incoherent chattering from the makeup crew, lightly blushing and a rubber mask being fitted. Once they were done, Baxter was fitted into a blue tuxedo, his body's fur was painted gray and wore a rubber Buster Moon mask over his head. He was now set to play Buster Moon in this project for the writer and director wanting to pair Buster and Suki. Of course, the actual ones aren't willing to be involved in such a project, so that's why these two are taking their place. Oh, and in case you're wondering, Baxter had his glasses removed with contact lenses hidden within the blue Buster eyes covering his beady black eyes.
Baxter/Buster: Okay, hun, let's excerise our voices to make sure they work right.
He cleared his throat.
Baxter/Buster: (in Matthew McConnaughey's voice) That's what I love about these Redshore girls. The older I get, they stay adorable.
Sukey/Suki: (in Chelsea Peretti's voice) Wow, no wonder women try to avoid you.
The video was paused.
Sukey: You see, we currently don't truly know what gender the characters we sub for are into or their love-interests, but for the sake of those who like them together, which is a small list, we are willing to fill in. We are currently under contract with the following directors/writers.
She scrolls on her tablet to show a list of directors/writers they are hired to portray the two characters in, and the list said as follows:
"*TFJ
*S.N.S. 24
*MysteryWriter2187
*Uncle Sam the Man
*Ahdoss
*TheDragonSaver
*BeetleSpooks
*PC Clicker
*Arctica Kennedy
*Fanartist54"
Sukey: Also, the real Moon and a majority of the Sing cast may be more than willing to participate in fanmakes of already-existing stuff, but the original Suki isn't, as she is like her actress, Chelsea Peretti, not approving of redos or crossovers. Businesswomen and critics like her don't go with the flow, as they're too uptight and their souls are owned by the companies they work at. Whereas I'm flexible, neutral to redos, and understand that fans just do tribute fics for the same enjoyment they had when they were young. Well, that's all the time I have today. I'll be sure to see you next time, talking about other fan projects and behind-the-scenes info with us toons. Good night, folks, and go have fun with your families.
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Well, at least I got that meta subject off my chest, and my conscience is slightly cleaner with some meta subject implying the loophole to any fan including Illumination's seemingly haughty critic dog in roles in fanmade redos of films and programs, as well as the loophole to how Suki can be the love-interest to Sing's main character in them without disrupting the masses' wishes and the company's wishes.
I hope that one day I'll get to a story that goes into details about her boyfriend, impersonating Buster, and his shapeshifting.
If you're wondering what Esme aka Sukey's voice would be, it's Elizabeth Banks or Neve Campbell, while Baxter's is Elijah Wood.
If you feel like there's some things I should fix, such as grammar details, please let me know and I'll try to fix it.
#esme sukey gwendolyn langley lane#suki lane#sing 2 suki#baxter crescent#buster moon lookalike#meta#fourth wall#behind the sing#behind the scenes of cartoons and fanfictions#substitutes#suki lane duplicate#fanmakes#I hope this justifies Suki being less of a critic and having a short boyfriend even though reality doesn't want it
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Today let us talk about the best sherry vinegar substitutes! Sherry vinegar is a common ingredient in various kitchens due to its unique soft yet tart flavor. Whether using it in salad dressings or other recipes, sherry vinegar is definitely a versatile ingredient.
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Mask 👹😈
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#substitute#substitutes#dopplegangers#doppelganger#clone#clones#cloned#artificial#mask#nonhuman#nonhumans#inhuman#inhumane#human#humans#evil#supernatural#spiritual#spirituality#humanoids#humanoid#morph#dimension#occult#tradition#belief#beliefs#looks#costumes#costume
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Responsible for the Holiness of a Nation
40 And the Lord said to Moses, “List all the firstborn males of the people of Israel, from a month old and upward, taking the number of their names. 41 And you shall take the Levites for me—I am the Lord—instead of all the firstborn among the people of Israel, and the cattle of the Levites instead of all the firstborn among the cattle of the people of Israel.” 42 So Moses listed all the firstborn…
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#Aaron#atonement#cleanness#God#holiness#kingdom of priests#Levi#Levites#Moses#Numbers#Numbers 3#righteousness#sacrifice#sacrificial system#sanctuary#substitutes#Tabernacle#tribes of israel
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Hazelnut Toffee Crunch
This quick and simple buttery toffee is amazing! A delicious combination of chocolate and hazelnuts!
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Recipe for Smoky Cod and Parsnip Chowder
Poached fresh cod and smoked cod are cooked in this cream based soup with potatoes, parsnips, fresh thyme and lemon. Serve garnished with chopped chives.
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Recipe for Chocolate Chip Cookies for Special Diets
In order to make these sugar-free chocolate chip cookies, make sure to use a heat-stable sugar substitute. Use the amount specified on the package to equate to 3/4 cup of regular sugar because substitutes come in different strengths. 1 egg beaten, 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract, 1/2 teaspoon baking soda, 2 tablespoons water, 3/4 cup granulated artificial sweetener, 1.125 cups all-purpose flour, 1/2 cup semisweet chocolate chips, 1/2 teaspoon salt, 1/2 cup butter softened, 1/2 cup chopped pecans
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White Chocolate Snack Mix Recipe
Here is a tasty and attractive sweet snack mix. The ideal pairing is between saltiness and sweetness. Don't be afraid to try new nuts, candies, or cereals. Granola, butterscotch chips, or salted almonds would all work well as alternatives or additions. 3 tablespoons vegetable oil, 2 cups salted peanuts, 2 packages white chocolate chips, 5 cups crispy corn cereal squares, 5 cups toasted oat cereal, 1 package mini twist pretzels, 1 package candy-coated milk chocolate pieces
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