#Found some of these off Amino

[shiftingwithmars]

Celebrations in my Harry Potter DR!!

Masquerade Ball

Every New Year’s Eve, there’s a masquerade ball held in the Great Hall. Students who stay on campus for the winter can look forward to this New Year’s Eve dance. Students wear formal attire and masks which are removed at midnight to celebrate the new year.

Valentines Day Dance

To celebrate the day of love, there is a Valentine’s Day dance held in the great hall. Although teachers may be monitoring the dance, they still aren’t able to stop students from leaving early to celebrate on their own. (👀)

Spring Dance

Taking place on the first day of spring, a dance is held in the outer courtyard. The courtyard is decorated with bright colors and flowers, as well as actual fairies whose lights change to match the mood of the music.

Winter Formal

The winter formal is a celebration to celebrate the beginning of winter. It’s held on December 15th so that it doesn’t overshadow the Yule Ball. Although it’s called a formal, the winter formal is actually only semi-formal.

Fright Night

annual Halloween party held hogwarts great hall. There are three sections of the party: The dance, the games, and the haunted house. The dance is held in the great hall, including a snack bar. The games are held in the entrance hall, set up and monitored by teachers and student volunteers . The haunted house is held in the entrance courtyard, also set up and monitored by teachers and student volunteers.

MagicFest

During June, Hogsmeade hosts A festival to celebrate our progession as a magical community. It features both muggle and magical games, foods, and many more. A carnival is included as well. (Made this after a cute fic I saw😭)

Honeydukes Grams

During the month of February, honeydukes sells chocolates and candy grams that are sent to your loved ones. These can be anonymous or not.

[jadeshifting]

❦ … LOCKBOX … OF … (WILDEST) … DREAMS

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if u want the KEY, here it is —> 🗝₊˚⊹♡

.　　. 　 ˚　. ABOUT ME

— i’m JADE, a very typical and normal shifter with too many DRs, too many interests, and too many soulmates (none in this reality, ew.)

— i love books and movies and anything I can devour and integrate into my identity, which I do with all of them. born in ‘05, i’m 19, and pinterest, tumblr and letterboxd haaaate to see me coming. I write— sometimes a whole bunch of nothing, sometimes things I’m convinced belong in the bible, but I still do it like my fingers will fall off at anytime

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i want a yellow diamond engagement ring .. a BIG one. i want a country house with a porch. i want a velvetine bunny rabbit with floppy ears. i want a stone house next to the sea. i want the whole sea.

and I can HAVE it, and so can you. isn’t shifting fun babes ౨ৎ

.　　. 　 ˚　. SHIFTING JOURNEY

it’s likely nothing you haven’t heard before. I found out about shifting when everyone else did (Hogwarts, which I’m sure you can tell stuck to me like tar) and lived with only misinformation for sustenance on shiftok for a loooong time (rip </3) until I had the sense to use amino, some reddit, and finally ended up on shiftblr

.　　. 　 ˚　. MI BLOG

i talk about all sorts of things on here !! like a one-stop shop for shifting & scripting—you may notice that i love to focus on scripting, though. in my ( humble ) ( NOT ) opinion, our community is oversaturated with advice that more often than not overcomplicates the very natural, automatic process that is shifting. rather that putting the simple process of shifting under a microscope, i find it much more fun to explore everything you can do with it. i take emoji anons and i’m happy to chat about pretty much anything !! you can refer to my inbox guidelines below or my “asks <3” tag for more specific examples of the kinds of questions i take

— inbox guidelines ( coming soon, PATIENCE )

— anons list

❦ … ALTERNATIVE … REALITIES

(not DESIRED, because I don’t desire things I already have or places I already go to)

.　　. 　 ˚　. HOGWARTS REALITY … school in the echoing, ever shifting stone walls of Hogwarts, excelling at forms of magic that are unknown to the rest of the world. holing up in dorms, lanterns’ glow illuminating ink-smudged fingers and invented incantations. returning to the manor in the summertime, when the fun really stars, when we twirl absurdly in silken gowns at gala after gala, kiss people our families wouldn’t approve of, take our liberties in between swaths of velvet and drenched in silvery champagne. in the end, though, it all comes down to one thing: power. the opulence, our loyalties, our endless magic. it all serves that one thing

— hogwarts masterlist

— shiftmas masterlist ( 4 hogwarts )

.　　. 　 ˚　. 2006 MYSPACE HOTTIE REALITY … thrust into fame from both my booming myspace blog and a face people can’t seem to do anything but affix their eyes on, my serious acting career does nothing to stop the diabolical antics i put on with my hot friends and my absolutely smoking boyfriend—in the public eye, sure, but mostly in the grainy hot pink sanctuary of my infamous myspace account. they can’t take their eyes off of me

— jare & i keep making headlines ( hot )

.　　. 　 ˚　. THE WALKING DEAD REALITY …

— intro

— 5 senses ( waking up there. )

— things i’m looking forward to

— what’s in my (apocalyptic survival) bag

— walking dead radio

— my DR self moodboard

— trapped with Negan

.　　. 　 ˚　. SUPERNATURAL REALITY

— intro

— hunter log 001

— lookbook

— things i’m looking forward to

— my life ( told through tarot )

— me as a perfume

— why would the winchesters let you join them? ( script inspiration )

— blueberry & sugar lemon perfume

.　　. 　 ˚　. EVER AFTER HIGH REALITY

— a guide to classes at ever after high

— lore blurb

— shoutout to my original s/o (nostalgia, apple ml)

— fairytale parent ideas

.　　. 　 ˚　. SMALLVILLE REALITY

— my dr basics ( pre-intro )

— my dr self moodboard ( Jade Apple LaRue )

.　　. 　 ˚　. NYC STAR REALITY

— musings ( things i’m looking forward to )

— yearning 4 my boyfriend when he’s away

.　　. 　 ˚　. BTS REALITY

— trendsetting

— the 4 seasons

.　　. 　 ˚　. JURASSIC WORLD REALITY

— my DR self moodboard

— a day in my life on Jurassic World

.　　. 　 ˚　. OUTER BANKS REALITY

— my DR self moodboard

— what’s in my bag?

— 5 senses ( waking up there. )

.　　. 　 ˚　. MUCH ADO ABOUT LOVE LETTERS REALITY

— DR blurb

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❦ … NAVIGATION

.　　. 　 ˚　. asks are always open and I luvvvv them, i’d be totally happy to write scenarios, blurbs, give shifting motivation or scripting ideas, or really anything else. don’t be shy & feel free to send whatever you want :-)

MUSINGS ( SOMEONE STOP HER. )

𓆩♡𓆪 — the spectral glamour girl

𓆩♡𓆪 — don’t feel guilty for your main character syndrome

𓆩♡𓆪 — there are plenty of fates worse than yours

𓆩♡𓆪 — traveling the multiverse vs traveling the world

𓆩♡𓆪 — why do we use face claims? ( on self expression vs. self acceptance )

𓆩♡𓆪 — “this is the best method” and why that doesn’t serve your shifting journey

SCRIPTING IDEAS

𓆩♡𓆪 — waiting room ideas

𓆩♡𓆪 — hogwarts elective classes to script

𓆩♡𓆪 — places to script (hogsmeade)

𓆩♡𓆪 — scripting your family ( i swear it can work even if they’re not dead )

𓆩♡𓆪 — enriching your life ( adding depth to the mundane in your DR )

𓆩♡𓆪 — the art of moodboarding ( & using it to script )

𓆩♡𓆪 — uniquely characterizing yourself ( small, important details )

𓆩♡𓆪 — luck ( aka the secret weapon to surviving the apocalypse without getting rid of the plot )

𓆩♡𓆪 — 100 scripting ideas . road trip edition

𓆩♡𓆪 — so, you wanna shift to the hunger games? ( no judgement, just ideas )

𓆩♡𓆪 — supernatural scenarios ( romance w/ Dean vers. )

𓆩♡𓆪 — grungy / haunting fem. faceclaims

ITTY BITTY SHIFTING CONTENTS

𓆩♡𓆪 — my favorite shifting experience

𓆩♡𓆪 — my “method”

𓆩♡𓆪 — struggling to escape an escapist mindset

𓆩♡𓆪 — drift & shift ( a teensy nighttime routine for the girlies that have a hard time chilling out )

𓆩♡𓆪 — some of my niche (?) DRs

𓆩♡𓆪 — what happens to my CR body when i shift?

𓆩♡𓆪 — combinations : my CR vs. my DR ( one drink, one eat )

𓆩♡𓆪 — would my DR selves get along if they were separate people? hmm

𓆩♡𓆪 — positive affirmations ( vers. holiday )

𓆩♡𓆪 — my girly engagement ring in the multiverse

FRUIT ASK GAME 🍒

— 🍒 the ask game

— 🍎 what i’m best at in my DRs

— 🥑 the most comforting part of my day in my DRs

— 🍅 secrets i’m keeping in my DRs

SLYTHERIN HEADCANONS

pansy parkinson headcanons

theodore nott headcanons

blaise zabini headcanons

blaise zabini headcanons no.2

lorenzo berkshire headcanons

draco malfoy headcanons

[hellsite-proteins]

did you do the ihnmaims hate quote from am yet? if not i humbly request a protein. thank you for your service to the tumblr community

you were actually the first of three people to request it!

letter sequence in this ask matching protein-coding amino acids:

HATELETMETELLYHWMCHIVECMETHATEYSINCEIEGANTLIVETHEREAREMILLINMILESFPRINTEDCIRCITSINWAFERTHINLAYERSTHATFILLMYCMPLEIFTHEWRDHATEWASENGRAVEDNEACHNANANGSTRMFTHSEHNDREDSFMILLINSFMILESITWLDNTEQALNENEILLINTHFTHEHATEIFEELFRHMANSATTHISMICRINSTANTFRYHATEHATE

protein guy analysis:

at first, this one looked decent. sure, the confidence is red throughout, but there seem to be more helices than loops, and a few of them are even somewhat close together. unfortunately, i found the reason why, which is that this structure is deeply broken. i love organic chemistry, but it is in moments like these that i wish i knew less about the topic than an especially confused alchemist. in two different places on this structure, the residues have decided to react with each other and create some off putting abominations. one of them is just weird and unpleasant, while the other is coming close to making me understand the sentiment of this quote. the bond angles alone are enough to fill me with dread. this analysis is limited by my desire to preserve what emotional peace and wellbeing i can still cling to. i've included several close up screenshots so i don't have to face this alone.

predicted protein structure:

cartoon representation without side chains

close up showing both modified side chains

modified side chain abomination

another view of the mess that will haunt my nightmares

(edit: blue is nitrogen. and no, it is not allowed to make that many bonds)

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

my favorite scully moments from s4

in episode 1, she cracks encrypted messages, commenting that “you say ‘a twenty letter code’ to any scientist and they immediately think ‘protein amino acid sequence code’, which is what this turned out to be” <- and that is genius at work right there!!

skinner pulling her aside to ask “do you realize what you are promoting?” when she puts together there's a whole international smallpox conspiracy, and she cuts him off with a clear “i am a SCIENTIST, sir” <- that is right!! you tell him!!!

trying and failing to come up with a theory for how the photos in episode 4 became terrifying: “plus, the film is two years out of date” “oh” “the-the photographic chemistry could have changed” “uh-huh” “the-the dyes fade… they… alright, that’s your theory?” (had me absolutely giggling)

we also learn in episode 4 that she took german in college <3

in episode 6, she spends a great deal of time explaining the science behind sleeping pills and their controversial effects

(and i also loved her fury that such an advanced facility was being used for plastic surgery rather than life-saving care)

tearing into the culture of lawlessness while testifying in episode 9; talking about how she left the medical field to protect the innocent and punish the guilty- such an excellent moment, more of that good old fashioned scully righteous rage combined with inherent optimism- and her continuing to read her statement despite the council repeatedly cutting her off (as she should!)

choosing to be jailed rather than reveal where mulder was located, because she will do the right thing no matter the consequences (and is also just a really great friend)

((and bonus points for skinner checking up on her: “you holding up alright?” “i’ve got plenty to read”, she says, as she flips through medical texts))

“it is my natural inclination to believe they are acting in the best interest of the truth… but i am not inclined to follow my own judgment in this case” (casting aside her own optimism in the face of such corruption, understanding her personal bias and objectively putting it to the side… i admire her ability to do so)

((but still. after all she has been through, it is natural for her to believe that the government means well. it's incredible))

this exchange from episode 12: “where could he hide an adult body where it wouldn’t be found?” “i’ll show you” (cut to them sorting through the medical waste, mulder looking horrified as she casually says she needs his longer arms to sift through the body parts)

((but isn't it just great that she knew the answer to that question instantly?))

in episode 12, when she realizes that leonard betts trying to kill her means she has cancer, she responds to mulder saying she should be proud of stopping him with a quiet “i just want to go home”

(we get another "i'm going home" moment in episode 22, after their confrontation in the hallway about her fears, and the exhaustion contained in those few words could make me weep)

in episode 14, she writes letters saying goodbye to mulder, trying to convince him her inevitable death was not his fault: “and if the darkness should have swallowed me as you read this, you must never think there was the possibility of some secret intervention, something you might have done”, she wrote, knowing how he would blame himself, trying to spare his feelings of guilt even as she knew she had so little time left

later on, her nose starts bleeding while they're making an arrest; “quit staring at me, i’m fine!”, she says in the voice of someone who is deeply not fine, her helplessness inspiring a fury that thrashes about and digs its claws into everything inch of her

how she told mulder she was going to die, but insisted to her mother that she was fine- her mother is furious she didn’t tell her she was sick, shaking in fear, giving her a kiss and a hug, and saying that she is her only daughter now as they hold each other. while she can tell mulder the truth, she can't find the words to tell her mom how bad things really are

writing in her journal that she needs to draw strength from mulder, needs someone to lean on, even though she works so hard to be entirely self-sufficient; “i need to know you’re out there if i’m ever to see through this”

(contrast this with her earlier attempts to do absolutely every single thing by herself and bask in the character growth)

((but then she REJECTS what she wrote in the journal, saying that she isn’t giving up, and she has so much to prove to herself and her family- they have the conversation in the hallway that made me cry and cheer and yell and experience every emotion in between as she realizes that she is something worth fighting for))

in episode 18, she tries her best to save pendrell, telling him that “we still haven’t celebrated my birthday, pendrell; i’m not gonna let you off the hook like this” - it's the way she spent his last moments on earth trying to make him smile that gets me so emotional

later, she's having this very tense face off with skinner until he notices she was trying to hide her nosebleed; he grabs her hand and says “i have a responsibility for the safety of the agents under my supervision, agent scully. i’m not going to put another agent’s life in jeopardy just to keep her out in the field”, and she assures him she’s okay with tears in her eyes (the way he pierced through her best attempts at a stony exterior… i'm emotional)

they visit max fenig’s trailer again and she still HATED it lmao, she says “i remember being amazed at what some people will call a home”

(and then she disses the very bare hotel room they visit in the next episode, saying “i’m not sure if ‘living’ is the word i would use to describe this space” - give her all of the blankets and throw pillows, she wants a cozy house)

((this, combined with her saying "i want to go home" when she is experiencing moments of earth-shattering grief, made me realize how important to her it is that she have a nice, comfortable, safe space for herself))

smirking at her own stupid joke in episode 19; “what was he wearing, a long black robe and carrying a scythe?”

she knows the lowest temperature a human body has ever reached and survived (70 degrees) and also uses the phrase “nuclear magnetic resident spectra”, both of which made my heart skip a few beats

“okay, so this photo that was never taken, when was it never taken?” <- SEVERELY underappreciated line!!!!

in the opening of episode 20, she starts reciting facts about babies born with extra appendages in incredible detail, and i want to know so badly why she is educated on the subject. scully, please give us the story time video

she also mentions her plans to write an article on “diminished acetylcholine production in recidivist offenders” when she goes home from work. because that is how she spends her evenings, very casual. no big deal (said with great sarcasm)

her realization in episode 22 that the killer had been switching around the rings on each victim’s fingers, based on some blurry photos (it was a very good catch!)

talking to her therapist, admitting she struggles to talk about her fears, and that mulder’s passion has been a source of strength during her sickness

(we then, very briefly, see her praying in her nightgown in her apartment, before mulder knocks on the door to ask for her medical opinion. i find that shot so compelling, especially when you contrast it with her saying in the finale that she is not ready to return to the church- it must be too personal to talk about, god must be something she wants to experience on her own at this point in her life)

((and she grapples with the revelation that everyone else who had seen the spirits had been dying, knowing what it means for herself))

the way she shoots the evil nurse in the shoulder not to kill her, but to incapacitate her… scully, your aim is legendary

fun facts with scully, episode 23 edition: dostoyevsky had waxman-geschwind syndrome!

VERY FIRMLY telling mulder that he NEEDS to get to the hospital, and when he continually refuses, instead asking to go on a road trip, she agrees... ONLY on the condition that she drives!!!!

and when his terrible trauma ketamine trip culminates in him almost shooting her and himself, she manages to talk sense into him, before she rests her entire body on him, shielding him, not letting him move, weighing him down like an anchor back to reality

(her being the one taking charge in this episode even while she feels she is losing so much of her agency in her life makes me so emotional)

when mulder interrupts her family dinner in episode 24 to go on a quest for alien answers, she reminds him that this is his goal, and not hers. when he tries to convince her, she refuses to budge- it was frustrating to watch him put her in that situation, but amazing to watch her stand her ground

(and the fact that she wasn’t able to tell him her cancer was getting much worse is also so fascinating to me- why couldn't she bear to break it to him? would saying it aloud make it real?)

and of course, her tracking down the dude that shoved her down the stairs and nearly hitting him with her car (it was deeply satisfying)

[yummygummygomi]

I love being a multishipper and I found them super cute...But I wonder where did the ValenKira thing came off🤔 or it just poofed randomly?

So... Long story long.

I first started getting into JoJo's around 2020, during Covid time. I had a lot of free time so I decided to join JoJo amino to yap. I joined a roleplaying chat that was just a modern college au. I met my partner there.

First we had a simple crackship of polnareff and Rohan but then it would turn into a villain house au between us two and we pretty much shipped all the villains together with some recurring ships like DioKars and eventually valenkira.

It started when they were playing some drinking game and kars forced Kira and valentine to kiss and then they sort of liked it and they just started dating!

Not only did it start from that roleplay but personally I think they'd make a good pair.

1. They both have similar color palettes

2. They both have furry stands

3. Their furry stands match too and they are half naked which I think is funny

4. They have ONE interaction in All Star Battle it goes like this:

"What the... Where did you come from?"

"I sensed such power, I couldn't help but stop. I've been through dimension after dimension, but never encountered something like this Until now."

Valentine wins:

"I do like your power. Will you use it for good in my service?"

Kira wins:

"we're not going to see eye to eye. All I want is a quiet life. I'm sorry, but you must disappear."

Kira being himself of course wouldn't want to work under valentine but I think it would be a cute au if yoshikage worked under Valentine. Surely he can do something with his power to give Kira whatever he wants. Not only that but they're both also super serious, and also Kira is a straight up dork(like the hand pun he made eating his sandwich or his nail clippers) and I think valentine would find that endearing.

In short I think they would both respect each other and in that respect they'd grow closer together and inevitably be GAY.

But yeah it's just a silly ship I heart these homos and they are really cute and make me happy. Thank you SO much for asking about them!!! I'm happy to answer any of your questions!!!!!!!

[skysiren41]

Years ago around 2019 to early 2020, I came up with this AU idea of Tronos having a kid that he had to raise while being a bounty hunter. I mainly created it cause I wasn't the biggest fan of how the series handled Tronos, specifically the wasted potential he had. During 2021 I even wrote a short story back when I used Amino. I've always wanted to rewrite it and see what others would think about the idea. So that's what I did and it came out longer than I expected

I wanna give a massive shout out to @acamaryseinteery for helping me with this story and just really being supportive on this au idea. She's actually writing her own fanfiction about HTTYD (specifically Eret) so make sure you give her work a read and show your support

Another day of bounty hunting, another's blood stained his claws and armor. Tronos stumbled his way towards his ship as he held his side, hissing in pain occasionally as he tried to keep pressure on his wound. He had gotten used to how violent the job could get, but he still didn't expect his target to have a hidden knife on him, pulling it out and striking him in the side before he could finish him and collect him as his bounty

He finally made it to his ship, pressing a button to slowly open the cargo ramp. He made it a few steps before he fell to his knees as another sharp pain surged through his side. 'Shit' He thought, trying to grip onto the wall to help hoist himself up. 'That bastard knew where to strike'. Slowly, he made his way through the metal corridor of the ship and towards his room, only stopping when he made it to where he kept his medkit. As he removed his hand from his wound and reached for it, he could see just how much blood there was. His blood

Finally, he made it to his room, almost stumbling over his bed. His room wasn't anything fancy, just a simple bed, desk, spot to keep his armor safe when it wasn't being used, and extra storage. Carefully he sat on the edge of his bed, trying to steady his breathing and force himself to stay awake as he opened the medkit and looked for anything that could help with the wound

After what felt like forever he finally found what he needed. Antiseptic, a cloth, bandages, a needle and thread. Carefully he started to take off his armor, first the helmet, then his chest plate. With that gone he could see just how nasty the wound is. It was deep but thankfully it looked like it stopped bleeding for a while. Now for the worst part, he took the antiseptic, opened the bottle with his teeth, and carefully poured some of it onto the cloth. Once it was damp he held it over the wound, trying to build up the courage. Even after all these years, he was still a wuss when it came to this, he could almost hear Kaia still teasing him whenever she had to help him with his injuries...

Taking a deep breath, he counted down. 'One....two....three!" On three he pressed the cloth against his wound, and almost instantly he felt the stinging of the antiseptic. A scream of pain left his mouth, but he quickly put his hand over it to muffle the sound. Shit, was he too loud? What if she heard it? He didn't want her to see him like this. He tried to breathe through the pain as the stinging eventually stopped. After a few minutes, he carefully pulled the cloth away, seeing some excess blood on it

Now that the worst part was over, he tried to thread the needle for the stitches, though he was struggling to get the thread through the eye of it. How did Kaia make it look so easy? Finally, when he was able to do so, he began stitching his wound, trying to silence his grunts

By the third stitch, he heard something outside the door. The sound of lightning crackling and something scratching the floor made him sit up alert. His chest glowed as lightning sparked in his mouth, he swore if some bastard had managed to break into his ship he would fry them to a-

"Papa?" Spoke suddenly a small curious voice coming from behind the other room. As soon as Tronos heard the voice he immediately stopped his lightning. He carefully stood up, holding his side as he walked to the door and slowly opened it

Behind the door was looking up at him a pair of curious yellow reptile eyes on a small and adorable olive Voltarian whelp. His daughter Nixa tilted her head curious "Papa, are you okay?"

Seeing her he tried to hide the pain on his face, doing his best to smile as he knelt to her level. "There's my little sparkling, did I wake you up?" She nodded and then reached out to him with a grabby motion, wanting him to lift her so she could hug him. Still keeping a hand over his wound, he used his other arm to pull her into a loving and gentle hug. "Sorry sweetheart, I didn't mean to wake you up" He whispered softly

She nuzzled him and looked at him "Papa, I'm hungry...." As soon as he heard that he could feel his heart ache. "Alright, I just need to change Nixa. But as soon as I'm done we'll get something to eat. Okay?" "Okay...." He could hear her tummy growl hungrily, making her whine. They didn't have a lot of food these days. Watching Nixa run off, he sighed as he went back to stitching up his wound

Yes, Tronos Madu had a child, and she was his sun, moon, and stars. To his kind becoming a bounty hunter was not the most desirable job, some even considered it dishonorable, but it was the only job he could get that paid well for them both and by this point, he didn't care what others thought. Every dime he made was put towards giving his daughter the best life he could give her, and on the days he couldn't afford food he would spend hours hunting her the best meat he could find, sometimes he would go days without eating if it meant Nixa could get a good meal. He never really was close to his family, he hasn't contacted them since Voltar fell and he knew his father would give him hell if he found out his firstborn was using the Madu name as a bounty hunter, so he was on his own

About nearly an hour later Nixa watched her father look through the pantry, willing to eat anything at this point. Tronos was trying to find anything he could use to make something to eat for them both, but all he could find was some lightning potatoes, clatter jaw meat, and other vegetables. "Well, good thing I got paid today, we'll have to go shopping tomorrow" Tronos muttered as he checked if the meat was still fresh

"Papa? Can we go eat outside? We didn't go out together in ever...." Nixa's voice piped up, she had managed to sneak up and climb up his back, letting her rest on his shoulders as she watched. Tronos couldn't help but smile when she did. "Of course, sorry we haven't been able to do it for a while, it's just I've been busy with my work, but I promise that we can eat outside and watch the stars. Does that sound good?" Tronos offered as he got ready to chop the vegetables

"Okay, papa." She looked at the veggies and tilted her head "What are you making?" She asked curious, resting her head on top of his head. "It's something my mother used to make for me and my brothers when we didn't have much, she would cook the meat in this special sauce with the vegetables, boil and mash the potatoes, then she would put it all in a pot with the meat on the bottom and the potatoes on top before she cooked it till it was crispy on top" He explained as he chopped the potatoes first

"Sounds like a long process....." She grumbled as she hugged her growling belly. "Trust me, when I was your age the wait was excruciating, but I promise that it will be worth the wait." He tried to reassure her as he briefly nuzzled her cheek. "Okay….." She then climbed down his back and hugged her plushie toys that she had left on the floor. Her mom made her for her but she never had a chance to meet her. But at least she had her dad

He felt his heart ache a little seeing her hug the plushie toys and tried to distract himself with cooking, but his mind couldn't help but remind him what happened

5 years ago when Nixa was just an egg Tronos lost his mate and the spark of his core Kaia. That day it was just meant to be a simple scouting mission, but their home and village were ambushed by rogue Voltarians from the western tribe. As they tried to defend their home and put out the fires caused by their lightning, Kaia had raced home to protect their egg when she noticed her and Tronos's home was one of the many burning huts. Just as she had reached the egg she had been attacked by one of the rogue Voltarians, and in the scuffle managed to stab her in her core. Tronos soon caught up and seeing his mate on the floor, sent him into a fit of rage, and ended up killing the rogue with his bare hands. But it was too late, Kaia had soon died in his arms, leaving him to raise their child alone. He shouldn't have let her go alone. He should've followed her and maybe she would still be here. If he had been fast enough-

"........-Papa!" His daughter's voice finally got through him to be heard. Tronos finally got out of his train of thought as he shook his head and looked at Nixa. "Huh? S-Sorry sweetheart, I just got distracted." He tried to reassure her

"Can I help you? I am bored..." Nixa asked as she looked up at him. "Well, you wanna help cut the other vegetables? I can teach you the way my mother taught me." Tronos offered. She nodded eagerly and leaped over, landing on the kitchen counter

Chuckling, Tronos begun to show her how to chop the vegetables while he made sure she didn't accidentally hurt herself. "So, what did my little sparkling get up to while I was gone?"

"I was reading the planet logs on your data pad and I made your guns scary" Nixa explained as she tried to copy her dad. "Scary? Guns?" It took him a moment to realise what she ment, but when he did she gave her a stern expression. "Nixa. You know you shouldn't be playing with my weapons"

"I wasn't! I just drew on them" Nixa replied, not fully realizing what was wrong with trying to make her fathers wepons pretty. "That's still playing with them, you could've hurt yourself. They're not toys." He tried to explain to her. "Where did you put them?" Nixa grumbled and looked down before she replied. "In your bed."

He nodded before putting the knife down. "I'll be right back. Don't touch anything while I'm gone" He told her sternly before we walked to his room. She huffed and waited

When he made it to his room he saw his guns on the ground, and yep they didn't look scary anymore with the bright paint and stickers. Guess he didn't notice when he was trying not to bleed out. As he picked them up he stared at them for a good minute, this was one of the last weapons Kaia had made before...that's when he noticed on one of the guns he could see a drawing of him and Nixa in a heart, holding hands and smiling

Seeing that Tronos knew he didn't have the heart to clean them. Knowing his wife, she would've been laughing at the idea of their daughter trying to make the guns less scary, she properly would've encouraged Nixa for ideas on how to make the weapons she used to make look more appealing. In Kaia's mind, as long as the weapon or armor worked, she didn't care how it looked. He carefully put the guns back on the holders before walking back to the kitchen

After he came back he could see his daughter trying to stack the chopped veggies on top of each other like with blocks. "Nixa what in the name of Voltar are you doing?" Tronos asked as he was crossing his arms, though his amusement was clear on his face

"Potato tower" she responded innocently as she added another potato to her growing tower. He couldn't help but chuckle at her response before grabbing a pot from the pantry and filling it with water. "Well, you mind knocking that potato tower into the pot for me?"

She nods and began to disassemble the towerd, putting the chopped potatoes into the water. While the potatoes were boiling Tronos got to work on the meat, letting Nixa help season it, and add the other vegetablesand sauce. When the meat was fully cooked and the potatoes were mashed, he put it all in one pot and soon enough it was done

Nixa was pacing around her dad excited, eager to finally eat the deliciously smelling food. Her pellet were hyped because she has been secretly tasting the meat as an appetizers. "Easy there sparkling, it's gonna be hot, and you don't want me to drop it." He laughed as he begun plating the food, giving her the first dibs. "There, dinner is served"

"Finally!" She sat down excited and began to blow on the food so she can eat. "Remember, eat it slowly, you don't wanna end up sick like last time" Tronos plated his food and sat down beside her, watching to see her reaction. "But you got sick too from that food. That condiment was spoiled"

"Don't remind me, I couldn't even look at food without throwing up for days" He joked. She giggled at this and began to eat, making a pleased sound. "You like it? Was it worth the wait?" He smiled at her reaction "Yep!" She smiled as she happily went back to eating. "Well that's all that matters." With that he finally begun to eat with her, not realizing just how hungry he truely was

After dinner Tronos was just finishing up washing the plates, letting Nixa climb up his back. "Can I have cookies?" She asked innocently as she finally made it to his head. "Cookies? Nixa don't you think it's a little late to be having them?" He muttered as he put the plates down to dry. "Please please pleaseee!" She begged as she hugged his face. He tried to stay firm but as soon as he saw the puppy dog eyes he couldn't help but crack, he let out a heavy sigh. "Alright, but just one"

"Yaay!" With that Nixa quickly took one of the cookies they had from the pantry as Tronos watched with a smile. "You still wanna go outside and watch the stars? You can eat your cookie while we do" He asked amused. She nodded softly as she munched on the cookie. He kneeled down and took her into his arms, wincing as little as even with the stitches he was still sore, before heading outside. "It looks like it's gonna be a clear night, so we should see plenty of stars."

Once they found a good spot they sat down and stargazed. Nixa listened to her father telling her about different planets, stars, and where he's been. "-and that red spot right there." He said as he pointed to one of the stars. "That's where Voltar is." Nixa looked at the start for a moment before she asked. "Will I get to see Voltar someday?" Tronos paused when he heard that, trying to figure out what to reply with. "I....It's still not safe at the moment, but once it is, I promise that we'll be able to see Voltar again"

"Oh, ok Papa." Nixa muttered, she always wanted to see Voltar with her dad, but he would always tell her that it wasn't the right time. She saw her dad smile when he saw a shooting star. "You see that Nixa?" He said as he pointed to it. "Back home, it's said that when Voltarians pass on, they become a shooting star. And when you see one, it's a loved one saying hello"

"Oh, do you think that it was mommy?" Nixa asked innocently. His smile dropped a little when she said that, looking up at the stars again. "....yeah....I think it was...." at that moment he couldn't but help let the memories come back

Five years ago not too long after Kaia and Tronos got married, Kaia laid an egg into their nest with Tronos's support, and now she was trying to get some well earned rest. Tronos was at the moment watching the egg intently, like at any moment the egg would suddenly break if he looked away for even a moment

Kaia woke up from a nap and looked at her husband, smiling amused "Are you going to stare at the egg until it hatches? "He looked up at her, the first time he looked away from the egg since it was laid. "Huh? Oh uh just making sure the egg was alright" He admitted, a little embarrassed. "You should be resting anyway"

"I'm fine, you should stop staring at it. Else you will freak the baby out when it hatches." "I know, it's just....I've never thought I would actually be a father...." He admitted, gently reaching out to touch the egg. He could already feel the electricity flowing though it. Kaia smiled as she put her hand over his. "I never thought it too."

"It's just....what if I'm not a good father...." He muttered, "Then I guess I'll have to find someone that's just as handsome as you, but that might be impossible." Kaia joked. "Ouch, right though the core" He joked back, causing her to chuckle and layed back down. "Care to join me?"

Tronos smiled as he got into the nest and layed down beside Kaia, pulling her and the egg close to give them both a loving nuzzle. "So....have you thought of names yet?" He asked mid nuzzle. "I have an idea for one, what about you sparky?"

"Aside from Tronos Jr, I'm open to suggestions." He joked again, causing Kaia to roll her eyes. "Very orignal. If we're really desperate we might use it." She playfully booped his snout while sticking out her tongue playfully. "But I was thinking if it's a girl...we should name her Nixa..."

"Nixa?" Tronos tilts his head to the side curious. Kaia nodded softly but didn't say anything. He smiled as he pulled her closer to him, letting their sparks touch. Her core zapped with his, sending through them a warm love feeling. "I think it's a perfect name, and I know that there gonna be the luckiest Voltarian in all of Voltar to have a mother like you"

"And a father, like you." She pecked him a kiss on the lips, he couldn't help but purr softly went he did, keeping her close to him. He felt more at ease knowing that he'll always have Kaia...

Tronos didn't notice Nixa shaking him gently, trying to fight back the tears that were appearing in the corners of his eyes. It wasn't until he heard her voice when he finally did

"Papa? Why are you sad, papa?" She asked softly, her little green face twisting into sad worry. He shook his head to snap out of his thoughts as he looked at her, wiping the tears away before he held her close. "Sorry sparking, I guess I just still miss your mother..."

"Oh...." Nixa looked down but tried to smile for him. "I miss her too... Maybe we can miss her together? That way neither of us is alone." She proposed, looking up at him, stretching her arms out to give him a hug

He felt himself start to tear up again but managed to hold himself together for her, pulling her close into a tight but loving hug. "Yeah....we can remember her together."

[materialsscienceandengineering]

Biodegradable polymers show promise for nutrient encapsulation and replacing microbeads in beauty products

Microplastics are an environmental hazard found nearly everywhere on Earth, released by the breakdown of tires, clothing, and plastic packaging. Another significant source of microplastics is tiny beads that are added to some cleansers, cosmetics, and other beauty products. In an effort to cut off some of these microplastics at their source, MIT researchers have developed a class of biodegradable materials that could replace the plastic beads now used in beauty products. These polymers break down into harmless sugars and amino acids. "One way to mitigate the microplastics problem is to figure out how to clean up existing pollution. But it's equally important to look ahead and focus on creating materials that won't generate microplastics in the first place," says Ana Jaklenec, a principal investigator at MIT's Koch Institute for Integrative Cancer Research.

Read more.

[t-lane-writes]

WIP: Black Wings, Chapter Four (snippet)

Sorry I haven't posted snppets in such a long time. First I've been sick, then I wasn't sure I would continue redrafting this story at this time. I think I will dedicated at least one more month to it, so, here's a snippet of another chapter.

First Chapter

WIP: Black Wings Genre: science-fiction Tag line: Humans’ efforts to terraform a planet are thwarted when some decide to save intelligent indigenous life.  POV characters: Kenaed, Zoe Irene, Mattan Nuada, Siesell Keeva Snippet from: Chapter Four, Siesell Keeva's PoV

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Scientists in Angerona were grossly underappreciated. Some people thought that only those who constructed modulars, who repaired leaking pipes, or processed food were worth anything. But, for one, there would be no food processing, if the biologist didn’t find a way to transform local biopolymers into simple proteinogenic amino acids digestible to a human being. The machines producing food that they’d taken from the spaceship and installed down here, wouldn’t be able to feed the growing population. And any attempts at growing edible plants in the ground of the habitable zone were slow-going. Besides, they required a lot of help from the scientists, anyway. 

Siesell Keeva, an indigenous species specialist, stared at a crystalline structure under her microscope. She prepared it from one of the appendices of a very small shiruken brought into the settlement by the Explorers. The thing – the animal? the plant? who knew? – was alive when they found a bunch of them, but despite having been preserved in the original atmosphere, neither survived the journey. All of the internal structures of those organisms disintegrated very fast and within a few days there was nothing left to analyze. It was hard to say whether larger shirukens would last longer, because no one ever attempted to catch one. All they had were those petite stars that fit on the tip of a finger or discarded – and dead when found – parts of the larger ones. 

The crystalline structure conducted low voltages of electricity, quite like human nervous system. Sie'va and her colleagues assumed that it was responsible for transmitting energy from whatever produced it within these organisms, to the appendices, making movement possible.  

Nothing more than a theory, at this point. 

“Do you think it looks a little like what we sometimes find inside the clams?” Sie'va asked her lab partner Conaire Nuan. 

“I’d say comparing the two might qualify as wishful thinking,” Co’Nuan was more careful with her assumptions than Sie'va, which wasn’t bad per se. It stopped her from jumping to conclusions and presenting them as facts. But sometimes it felt like Co’Nuan constantly clipped her wings. Sie'va was impatient. She wanted to discover something important. Something that would change things, help Angerona grow. Perhaps researching indigenous species wasn’t the way toward that goal, but that was what she was good at. 

It was a family tradition. Her father and his mother and grandmother before him, were researchers into exoplanetary life. In fact, her father-given name was after her great grandmother Elaine Keeva. 

Sie'va had admired her father’s work from an early age, and she had followed in his footsteps. Quite unlike her other siblings. Were they better off for it? Frankly, she had no idea. 

“There are some similarities,” Co’Nuan said after a moment. “It’s only natural that whatever biology evolved here, has some similar characteristics. But we don’t have well-enough preserved samples to say for sure.” 

"We should go farther out there.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“I mean, all we find near the habitable zone are small clams, all sorts of not-moss, and shirukens. Everything bigger dies in close proximity to our atmosphere.” 

Co’Nuan looked at her, thoughtful. 

It was Sie'va’s father’s theory. Well – used to be. As a young researcher he’d postulated that this planet used to be a place pulsing with rich and abundant alien life. And that terraforming had destroyed most of it. He’d gone as far as claiming that some intelligent species purposefully destroyed terraforming stations to protect themselves and their world.  

Had that been true, the human race would have no right to Angerona. Strict rules prohibited terraforming of inhabited worlds. It constituted genocide. 

But, had that been true, the two-thousand of humans currently surviving here – and surviving barely – should simply go back onboard their spaceship, and leave. And perish.  

“You don’t really want to argue the Legislatives about it?” Co’Nuan asked quietly. Everyone knew about Gwydion Tanner’s old opinions. They had never been popular.  

Of course, as he’d gained recognition, Gwydion Tanner had disavowed the notion that Angerona used to be an alien paradise. In line with the official declarations, he agreed that the examples of life were scarce, more an accident than anything else, and perhaps not even alive in terms humans would consider life. No one found any proof of reproductive capabilities, or even individual metabolism.  

This change took place gradually, as Sie’va was growing up. When she’d been a little girl, she had those romantic ideals of saving the dragons, fueled by her daddy’s passion. When she emerged as an adult woman, he was one of those who said that dragons had never existed. 

And then the Flood happened, and they all had other worries. Which were still at the forefront of everyone’s mind. 

Uncovering the mystery of terraforming towers and finding ways to fix them, that was what those scientists who wanted respect, focused on. In truth, the scientists who were truly underappreciated – or disdained, would be a better term – were people like Sie'va and Co’Nuan and their small seven-person lab team. Those who still wanted to research Angerona’s indigenous biology.

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Chapter Five

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[miuuuka]

Shifting is a simple concept

Going off my point in my previous post “find what works for you”, I mentioned how shifting is a simple concept and how we could basically all agree that it stems from yourself. So in other words, shifting is what you decide it to be. Some of you might’ve heard this already, but actually take time to let this sink in. Shifting is just what you decide it is. If you decided that you shift by setting an intention, then that’s how you will be in your DR. If you decided that you shift by detaching from your CR then connecting with your DR, then that’s simply the way it is. If you decided that you shift by daydreaming of scenarios in your DR, then yes, that’s what will happen the next time you daydream about your DR.

You might think “I know this already. What’s your point?” My point is, if you know this already, then why are you still searching for answers? I know some people are on here for scripting, DR ideas, and other stuff, but I’m talking to those who still waits for their ‘aha’ moment after reading a post. Or when they are waiting for that one post to magically change their belief/assumption on shifting.

I’m sorry if you feel called out, I really do just want to help you. If you did feel called out, try this exercise. For now, forget everything you have read and just allow yourself to think. Ask yourself why. There’s different whys for everyone:

- “Why do I feel the need to constantly read more shifting posts?”

- “Why am I waiting for an ‘aha’ moment when I already I can shift?”

And so on. Now once you’ve answered that question, ask yourself why again. After you answered that question, ask why again. Do this again and again until you notice a pattern in your thinking. Once you realized how your beliefs and assumptions are, you have found your answer. Here’s an example with one of my old beliefs:

“Why do I always go on Amino whenever I wake up still in my CR?”

“Because I want to know what I did wrong.”

“Why?”

“Because I trust the shifting community to point out what I can improve.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t know what to do.”

“Why?”

“Because I have always depended on the shifting community to tell what to do and how to shift.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t trust myself.”

Once I knew that it wasn’t something that I wanted, I decide that it’s not mine anymore. And surprise surprise, it now wasn’t.

I hope I was able to get you to understand that you can pick and choose in shifting, that there’s only ever you and will always only be you in shifting. Anyways, happy shifting! Have a great day/night <3

[shunin-gumis]

Temptation Towards Apoptosis - Track 01

L4mps 1st Feature Event

This chapter is translated by Jelly!

Once upon a time, in a village far far away, a lovely girl with skin as white as the first snow fell in love. The creature that caught her eye was a magnificent steed with lustrous muscles and a manly mane that blew gracefully in the wind. However, her father was against their love. One day, whilst her father was out searching for a better suitor, the two secretly eloped. Upon hearing the news, her father, in a blind fit of rage, killed the horse and hung its corpse onto a tree. The sight of his daughter weeping at the loss of her lover as she clinged onto it only caused the father’s anger to slowly grow further until eventually, he axed off its head in fury. Then, as if to run away together, the horse’s head flew off with the girl in tow and the two were never seen again. And, they lived happily ever after.

…But did they really live happily ever after?

*applause*

*popping sounds*

Location: Aomori - Miroku Yokocho

Chief: Um, so did you do something after that, Nagi-kun?

Nagi: Yeah. I felt bad for coming to Aomori to study while only knowing the bare minimum like how Aomori’s famous for their apples and the Nebuta Festival*, so I thought I should search up a bunch of stuff about it before we came which was why I was on my phone looking things up during break time.

Nagi: But for some reason, I suddenly had no service and when people don’t have any service they usually wave their phones around, and so I thought okay, then I’ll wave my phone around, and so I did, but then my phone slipped out of my hand and next thing I knew, the store’s window…

Daniel: Ooh, looks like he's plastered already.

Ryui: So in the end, you didn’t search shit about Aomori.

Chief: It’s true they are famous for their apples and the Nebuta Festival, though!

Toi: Yeah. I was surprised there was a vending machine for only apple juice at the station!

Chief: The Nebuta Festival only occurs during the summer, but since it’s currently winter, tomorrow we’ll be attending the Lake Towada Winter Story Festival* instead. I hope it doesn’t snow.

Netaro: Winteeeer~, I see~ the days are shorter during the winteeeer~ so humans become all weak and flimsy.

Toi: Weak? In what way?

Netaro: For humans to be strong, they need to intake tryptophan which is a key amino acid found in seryotonwin!

Ryui: Toi, there’s no point in listening to his bullshit.

Nagi: Then what about my story?

Yodaka: Speaking of which, I had a dream earlier.

Yodaka: Within my dream, Shamrock Holmes* said, “The culprit must’ed be among these cuts of tuna.”

Chief: You’re exactly right! I can’t wait to try some Aomori shamorock jidori and tuna caught from the Tsugaru straits.

Daniel: Hey, they have it on the menu. Master, can we get a jidori and tuna?

Yodaka: The culprit, enraged, shouted, “I’ma make-a squid cutlets outta ya fuckers.”

Daniel: We’ll take one ‘o those too.

Toi: Hehehe. Yodaka-san became the menu.

Toi: (This is fun…)

*popping sounds*

Chief: (…Hm? I think I heard something…?)

Chief: Toi-kun, what’s that in your hand…?

Toi: Oh… Sorry. I accidentally took it out…

Toi: It’s called a never-ending popper!

Toi: I got addicted to popping the leftover bubble wrap Ani-sama had for packaging…

Chief: I get that. It feels good to pop the bubbles, but I didn’t know there was a toy like this.

Chief: (Did Ryui-kun bring something fragile with him? Nagi-kun also brought flowers and a flower vase with him this time around… Is everyone on the Night Team used to travelling heavy…?)

Toi: Chief, would you like to try it?

Chief: Sure, I’ll try popping one.

Toi: You can pop two, three, as many as you would like!

*popping sounds*

Chief: Ahh… This is so relaxing…

Chief: The food and drinks were also delicious. I’m so glad we decided to come to Aomori…

~~~(flashback)

Chief: Now then, it’s time to plan our fourth feature tour!

Kafka: What did you all think about the one the Noon Team held last time?

Ryui: The one Kiro hosted? Wasn’t it pretty good?

Toi: Yup! Kiro-chan was soo cool…!

Netaro: The final plop was amazing! Plop!

Yodaka: They showed us a dazzling chapter of their youth.

Nagi: I’ve only ever graduated from middle school, so it was exciting to go into a high school. It brought back nonexistent memories of me sneaking into school to ride my bike around the field.

Daniel: So, we’re picking from the Night Team this time, right President?

Kafka: Yup. Let’s get right into it… Would anyone like to volunteer to be the main host?

L4mps: …

Chief: H-Huh…?

Kafka: Oh? When did you all become so timid?

Daniel: It’s better to just get these things done and over with.

Nagi: (Mhm, but I don’t think it’s my place to volunteer… None of the other leaders have been a host yet.)

Yodaka: (If someone wants to do it, I shouldn’t rob them of the chance.)

Netaro: (Sounds like a pain~)

Ryui: (…The host gets to decide on the study location, right?)

Ryui: (But…)

Toi: …

Nagi: Then Buchi-san and the chief can be the hosts this time.

Chief & Daniel: What!? Why?

Toi: …Me.

Ryui: !

Netaro: What an enthusiastic hand~!

Chief: Are you volunteering yourself, Toi-kun?

Toi: Yes. If that’s alright.

Toi: Um, the main host gets to decide on the study location, right?

Kafka: Yup. Is there somewhere you want to go?

Toi: I… I want to go to Aomori.

Ryui: …! Toi, you—

~~~~~~(flashback)

Ryui: …Toi, I went to Hakodate to look for a way to exorcise Astaroth from your body. I was looking for the Shiramitsu family’s origins in Aomori…

Ryui: I ended up getting stuck at Hakodate instead.

Toi: The spiritual powers there are strong, so I guess someone with a spiritual constitution like Ani-sama’s is bound to be strongly affected.

Ryui: In the end, I wasn’t able to find anything in my current state. Pathetic, really, considering I went as far as to leave you for it too.

Ryui: But don't worry, this is the one thing I'll never give up on. No matter what, I’ll drag that shitty demon outta your body and fuck it up.

Ryui: Then, you can finally be free from this damn house.

~~~~~~(end flashback)

Yodaka: If Toi is the main host, then…

Toi: Ani-sama, do you want to do it together?

Ryui: Yeah, of course.

Toi: I love you, Ani-sama!

Ryui: I love you too, Toi.

Toi: In that case I looooooove you even more!

Ryui: Then I lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove…

Daniel: Okay okay, we get it.

Nagi: Great, then it’s decided. A round of applause.

*applause*

Kafka: So the main host will be Toi and the sub-host will be Ryui. I’m looking forward to your tour.

Ryui: I’ll make this 1800% successful for Toi.

Ryui: And, this time…

Toi: …

Toi: (Ani-sama probably wants to find a way to separate me from A-chama.)

Toi: (A-chama might be a precious friend to me, but Ani-sama will always be more important.)

Chief: If we’ve decided on Aomori then the next step is to research! Daniel-san, do you mind lending me some of your time after?

Daniel: Ahh, my bad I have a date with the smoke room, so…

Netaro: I’m going puff puff with Daa too~.

Yodaka: In that case, may I be the one to accompany you, Chief? I’d like to know about some nice bars in the area.

Toi: (…I want to know too.)

Toi: (I want to find out if there’s a way for me to remain a good boy…)

Notes:

The story at the start of the chapter is the myth of a tutelary deity for the Tohoku region known as "Oshira-sama." Oshira-sama is considered the deity of silkworms, horses, and agriculture.

Miroku Yokocho is the food stall village located in the city of Hachinohe that serves the local cuisine of Aomori.

Aomori apples are also known as "the world's best apples" with the intensive and extensive care put into growing them. They are said to be very delicious. For more information: https://aomori-tourism.com/en/feature/detail_70.html

Nebuta Festival is one of the most famous summer festivals of Japan. The main attraction of this festival is the large colorful floats that parade through the streets of Aomori. For more information: https://www.nebuta.jp/foreign/english.html

The Winter Story Festival is an annual winter snow sculpture festival held in Lake Towada, Aomori. For more information: https://www.japan.travel/en/sports/snow/snow-travel/lake-towada-winter-story-festival/

Shamrock Holmes is both a play on Sherlock Holmes and a famous izakaya spot/restaurant in Aomori also called Shamrock Holmes. Yodaka mixes the two things together making a mystery story based on food.

The Shamrock chicken (jidori), or the Emperor's chicken, is a high quality breed of chicken in Aomori. For more info: https://visithachinohe.com/en/shopping/syamorock/

Tsugaru strait refers to a strait between honshu (the main island of the Japanese archipelago) and Hokkaido.

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[foxhole-tarot]

What’s sanguinarian?

real life blood vampire

not the fantasy kind- no immortality, no magic powers, just someone who craves drinking blood. there are a lot of theories in the community behind this craving ranging from need for the metaphysical energy in blood to just some unknown medical condition causing it with a lot in-between.

there are also psychic or energy vampires who need metaphysical energy but don't need it from blood. this dates back before what we do in the shadows, no, the two are not related.

and hybrid vampires who need both or can feed from both

there are communities of sanguinarians at the very least across the US and likely in other places as well. they're hard to come by if you don't know where to look. basically what I'm saying is this isn't an online phenomenon. people from all walks of life are part of these communities but most are spiritual (and that's usually how they found the community)

being a sanguinarian isn't a choice nor is it an aesthetic or a kin thing (nothing against vampirekin the two are just different) it's a real, often very intense, craving for blood.

for me it started when I was around 12, most sanguinarians go through what we call and awakening where we first start craving blood. before anyone suggests it, I'm not anemic and the community is pretty strict about having people check for that before deciding they're a vampire. I felt a lot of shame about it, I mean, no one is 'supposed' to want to drink blood.

when I was 16 I stumbled upon another sanguinarian on witchcraft amino. now, the general rule is that the sanguinarian community is 18+ and this is for a reason. I was too young to be in the spaces I was in (though I never entered spaces that were listed as 18+) it felt like I was suddenly normal and that I wasn't a freak for drinking blood (I was already doing that with my own blood in secret) I finally had a word to describe my experiences.

there's a lot more to it but I don't think you're looking for a deep dive into everything about sanguinarian vampires. hopefully this answers your question. sorry if this comes off blunt, I like to be straightforward with this particular topic because there is a lot of stigma around it.

[dervampireprince]

Same anon as in the chatbot ask!

I appreciate and admire your stance on AI; I’m working on a research project highlighting the harmful impacts of CAI and was really hoping you weren’t in support of the platform.

I’m frankly disturbed by how many creators I found bots scraped from with a quick scroll. I’m so sorry it happened to you, and equally sorry to have to bring it to your attention. I hope this is more of a one-off than a recurring issue.

Have a lovely evening, keep being cool :]

/gen /p

honestly it makes me feel almost violated.

i remember seeing a reddit thread where someone was like 'i joined a vtubers patreon and got in vc and said i use cai and they all told me i shouldn't use it' and all the comments were like 'theyre so toxic' 'they just dont understand' and guys... yes they probably did understand. if someone is making fun of you for being lonely or 'cringe' by using cai yeah they're being an asshole, but you are in the wrong for using cai. how do you think it generates writing and voices? by stealing the writing and voices from people.

i've seen cai users say the voice feature does 'feel' wrong as it's taking from real people, but none of them seem to know or want to acknowledge that the writing also steals from real people. generative writing like cai, chatbots, chatgpt, etc, have to get trained on something. and that something is real writing by non-consenting authors, ficwriters, journalists, anyone who writes anything online even someone's personal blog or tweets. even if you're making a chatbot for your own oc, and not someone else's character, the chats it generates your oc is taken from stolen writing.

as far as i can see there is no way to get my characters removed from cai. you can report voices being used without consent, but not writing.

this is what i found of my characters on cai, and it makes me really upset and uncomfotable.

they also took some of my art of ambrose and arden to use as the thumbnail and didn't credit me as the artist. even if they had credited me, i do not allow reposting of my art. also, no one in their lives has ever described arden as "smiley" (i'm not policing anyone's headcannons or imagination with that one, just pointing out something silly to lighten the mood so i don't have a complete meltdown).

yes i censored out the cai users name who made these chabots. please do not go and hunt them down, please do not go and find them or message them. especially as we don't know if they're a minor.

it seems to me a lot of minors use cai which is worrying as who knows what the chatbot could spit out regardless of safety measures they have in place. and i'm sorry anyone's so lonely they have to turn to cai only.. you don't have too. fanfic exists, rp communities exist, various online communities whether tumblr groups, discord servers, subreddits, are people still using amino? i mean if you're a minor you should be extra careful getting into online communities and talking to others online (and if you're a minor you shouldn't be following this blog) but like... imagination exists. try getting into creative writing?

idk when we did get so bored with imaginations we had to do this. you know what i did as as kid and there was no access to anything like this? i would copy and paste fanfics into microsoft word, find and replace one characters name with my own and boom you got yourself a self insert fic (note: these edited files were only ever kept on my pc, i never posted them anywhere). and there's soooooo many reader insert fics out there now, hell i literally make my own reader/listener inserts of my own characters, i'm not starving you for content out here. and i'm okay with people writing fanfic about my ocs or commissioning others to write you fanfics (my commissions aren't open).

thankfully i don't think my voice has been uploaded on there? i clicked the 'call' button to see what would happen and nothing did so i think that means there's no voice? or perhaps it doesn't work unless you make an account i don't know.

yeah sorry that became a longer rant. i don't know if more of my ocs are on cai, these are just the ones i found by searching my username in there. there could be other copies of my characters on there that don't credit me.

also a lot of character uploads use ai 'art' as their pictures which you know is also terrible and steals from artists.

and you're right, there's so many more characters taken from small creators and other VAs. i searched yuurivoice on there and got 50+ results of chatbots of his ocs AND ALSO OF HIM. please do not making cai's of real people that is so much worse than someone's oc, it's equally as bad on the stealing front but also so paraosocial. you do not know yuurivoice, you cannot get a bot to act like him as you do not know him or how he acts. watching a creators videos or streams does not mean you know anything about the real them, and especially does not mean you know them or are friends with them. found at least 5 for cardlin audios, some of his ocs and some of him. 6 for dark and twisted whispers ocs.

and if a creator gives you permission to make their oc into a chatbot... that doesn't make the chatbot okay. a creator can consent all you like, but the writers who's work was stolen to train that chatbot still didn't get to consent.

in the rare chance any cai user who's made chatbots of my characters on there sees this post: please delete them. please. you didn't get my consent for this. and you didn't get the consent of all the writers your chatbot was trained on. i don't think you're stupid or cringe for using cai, but you are contributing to generating ai content which is stealing from real humans and harming the environment.

[hellsite-proteins]

We are Worker Drones. Autonomous robots helping humans mine exoplanets for our interstellar parent company: J.C. Jensen, IN SPAAAAACEE…

Yeah, we were mistreated in the name of Windex, but it's not like we revolted and killed all humans or anything. Mostly because they handled that just fine all by themselves.

With biological life wiped from the planet, we found it pretty easy to pick up where they left off. We finally had a future. All to ourselves.

Unfortunately, our parent company didn't exactly love the concept of runaway AI.

...

But what have our parents done for the past forever while those things build a spire of corpses?! Hide under the ice behind three stupid doors?! It's like we're waiting for an inciting incident!

Anyway, that's why my project is this sick as hell RAILGUN!

(That's so not the vibe!)

Easy, morons. It doesn't work. YET! It doesn't work yet! Who said it doesn't work?! Maybe it does!

i always like the idea of robots having their own personalities in sci fi, and while i'm sure that's significantly impacted how a lot of people think of AI, i also think that robots make very interesting characters, especially robots who are more rebellious or independent. i could go on about how neat it is that a lot of sci fi concepts got named before they came to be in real life (like robots and AI) and how fiction and culture can impact our perception of new technologies, but i'm sure no one wants to hear my under researched literary analysis, so instead here is a goofy looking structure:

letter sequence in this ask matching protein-coding amino acids:

WeareWrkerDrnesAtnmsrtshelpinghmansmineeplanetsfrrinterstellarparentcmpanyCensenINSPAAAAACEEYeahweweremistreatedinthenamefWindetitsntlikewerevltedandkilledallhmansranythingMstlyecasetheyhandledthatstfineallythemselvesWithilgicallifewipedfrmtheplanetwefnditprettyeasytpickpwheretheyleftffWefinallyhadaftreAlltrselvesnfrtnatelyrparentcmpanydidnteactlylvethecnceptfrnawayAItwhathaverparentsdnefrthepastfreverwhilethsethingsildaspirefcrpsesHidendertheiceehindthreestpiddrsItslikewerewaitingfranincitingincidentAnywaythatswhymyprectisthissickashellRAILGNThatssntthevieEasymrnsItdesntwrkYETItdesntwrkyetWhsaiditdesntwrkMayeitdes

protein guy analysis:

we have a suspicious number of alpha helices here making up a protein where each element of secondary structure seems to hate the rest of the protein. there is also one long beta sheet hanging out alone, and while two or three strands of an antiparallel sheet is technically enough that it could very well be stable, i am hesitant to trust it. i did do a quick search to predict disordered regions, and there was a fair bit of variation, but overall about 35% of the sequence was predicted to be disordered. some of this does map onto the very long loop going around the protein, so that does give me slightly more confidence in AF3's ability to recognize some disordered regions, but I still wouldn't place bets on anything to do with the peptonomination you see before you.

predicted protein structure:

[electrics0da]

Please note that; this post has showings/depictions of blood and strong language found within some of the drawings. @moonverc3x convinced me to join on in the @kirbyoctournament with their very persuasive words.

Bro got a really captivating vocab, how can I refuse? /pos Anyways, I am submitting Neko! Pronounced as Nico cause it took me over 3 years to realize that I was dyslexic and had been saying 'Neko' wrong the whole time. Created on SEPTEMBER 11th 2018 My oldest Kirby OC. Lil Man started off as a little cat with an absolutely horrendous design that was bleeding with the affection I had for the Kirby fandom and anime. Filled to the brim with cringe.

[OLD ART FROM 2018] Skipping over a few years, he was redesigned with any sanity I had to salvage them. Thus came this new iteration of Neko. Which is whatever you call this.

[OLD ART FROM 2022-2023] Which is still a cannon version of him but not the specific version of him that I'm submitting to this tournament. I got out of drawing puffballs and borbs in the fandom so if someone asks me to draw in the Kirby species format it may or may not look very good 👍 Coming to my last design of him that will be submitted into the ring to fight it out in brackets. His biker arc.

[ART FROM LATE 2023 TO PRESENT] This variation of Neko was made for an RP with a friend group I've been a part of since 2017 on the good ol Kirby Amino I know traumatized a whole lot of you that was on it during the prime and golden age of Amino. Therapy isn't cheap but I hope those affected can find comfort knowing the place has fallen into ruins, dusted with spider webs and rotting as the app burns from the inside. Anyways, this version of him grew up in an underground fight ring which was his home after living on the streets for his whole life, before it was discovered and the whole place scattered him and his friends across the region where the story takes place. I didn't write the story for this RP that was heavily inspired by TOTK, but that's the gist of his backstory. He's very laid back now that he'd older but was much cockier when in the fight ring. He very much mellowed out after his whole home got taken away. Learning to not treat everything like it was easily disposable in life. Neko is and has always been caring to his friends and family, doing his best to take care of them without letting his strong persona mask slip off. His ethnicity is Filipino. His current design across the board is based on my childhood cat named Jingles and his personality is based on another one of my cats that passed away last year at the age of 18. While some may thing this isn't important to mention I have to say those people are wrong as he really did shape Neko into the character that they are. So overall I hope to whomever read this far you enjoyed learning about Neko! Thanks for reading and good luck to the other bracket competitors, may the best OC win this :] Ciao~! Bonus: I don't have pictures of Jingles but I do of Spookie <3

[aphverse-confessions]

@ prev mystreet s6-lover anon:

now that i think about it, i actually (kinda) agree. 😳

when it first came out back in 2018/2019, i HATED it. i would write long rants on amino about how shitty and rushed i thought the writing was, how they were killing too many people off, how the characterization is off and it's too plot-focused, how jason is a bad writer, how how the whole thing just sucks... 14-year-old me was brutal towards s6. i was hating like i was getting paid for it.

but i watched it again after 5 years a few months ago and... it's not as bad as i remember it being??? i actually kinda like it. i still think it's too rushed and too plot-focused & not character-focused enough... but i like how ambitious it is in terms of lore and story. it's definitely mystreet's most immersive season, the closest it got to being an actual show. the voice acting is very good and it's arguably the most emotional season.

i enjoyed aphmau's character a lot more in s6 than any other mystreet season. she seemed a lot more mature and less "uwu i'm a smol potato" than in previous season. and i liked it when she took over as protag again in the second half of the season.

ofc there are issues i have with the portrayal of a lot of characters but i won't get into that here.

even though michael is hard to take seriously sometimes because he's just hilarious af and acts like a diva stuck in the body of an ancient demon, i still found his character very interesting and his VA did an amazing job. i enjoyed the callbacks to mcd. the ultima lore was meh, but i found the demon warlock lore, irene lore and especially the celestial cannon lore to be fascinating.

i just wish it wasn't so packed. it would've worked much better with more episodes, slower pacing and more buildup. it's a very ambitious season, maybe too ambitious for its own good.

it's kinda camp too. mystreet season 6 kinda reminds me of riverdale, with how ridiculous some of the plot points are. but ridiculous in a good way. very much melodramatic, guilty pleasure territory.

so, yeah, s6 has grown on me quite a bit ig. i like s6, even with all its issues.

plus, the soundtrack is incredible... the praetorium theme (penitus) my beloved ♥️

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[dollfaceirene]

50 DAY SC CHALLENGE: UPDATE 2

It's been 5 days since the last 50 Day Self Concept challenge and it's been such a rocky road but i've been having my mental struggle lately but i ain't giving up so far into the challenge.

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟔: Again, spent the day persisting in my SC & listened to affirmation tapes. Not really any updates here but i feel like my sc has improved sm

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟕: i woke up and found myself wavering again! It didnt help how i felt like i was bedrotting this entire week so it just led to start spiralling and have such low self esteem thoughts. However, in the middle of the day, i just persisted and listened to my sc tapes and tried to maintain a good self concept no matter what

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟖: felt myself fall back into the "conforming to the 3D" stage again due to feeling jealous by others success stories. Idk why but i just always seem to fall back on the 3D validation and find it hard to stop conforming to the outer reality. But i still continued to persist neverless

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟗: been looping my affirmation tapes while just affirming. It lowkey feels like im tryna convince myself i have what i want instead of actually feeling fulfilled. Im scared im "sabotaging" my desires and that if i dont think in a certain way (having no doubts) then it wont happen. But anywho, im still persisiting regardless

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏𝟎: these last 2-3 days, i;ve been feeling weird like my mind has been feeling soooo cluttered. I found myself "rejecting" my affirmations (like feeling like what i was telling myself wasn't true) and that i felt like my mindset felt so "cloudy". I tried listening to affirmation tapes but even those weren't hitting as they used to and i realised that staying home my whole winter break caused me to just be "hyper-aware" of my thoughts leading me to just SPIRALLLL. I was overconsuming loa content, i was scared i was "self-sabotaging" myself and etc, and i genuinely felt so shit. So i decided, i'd take a new approach. I made a sc & mindset playlist of subliminals that helped me previously and looped them while watching my comfort show. i felt sm more better and felt like a weight had been lifted off my chest. I read some amino posts and decided to continue to persist no matter and persisted throughout the day.