#Gran depart

[marywoodartdept]

The Haitian Spirits in my AP 2D Portfolio

Sephora, one of many talented bloggers, reflects on her amazing 2D AP Art portfolio from her senior year of high school. Sephora uses plenty of materials, from graphite and watercolor, to even digital art, she displays a beautiful variety of work.

Hello dear readers! It’s me, Sephora bringing you a different kind of content! Now that winter break is finally upon us as Marywood, I can share some of the work I am proud of/ working on and shamelessly hype myself up on here! So, to start strong I want to talk about my AP 2D Art and Design portfolio! In high school, usually in senior year and if provided by the school, many artists have the…

[pangur-and-grim]

had a little sad moment today, because me and my mom got to talking about my recently departed grandma.

my mom was saying that my gran had felt 'threatened' by me, and that's why she was always a little mean.....and I didn't want to tell her that no, some people pick up on my autism and feel instinctively repulsed. more so when I was younger, with worse social skills and less ability to mask, but it really is like an odour that some people wrinkle their noses at. many of my family members value social status and conformity, which leads to revulsion when they encounter someone who can't fit in.

anyway, I couldn't think of a nice way of saying "grandma wasn't threatened, she just found me icky" so I just nodded and moved the conversation along.

[fuad-ramses-73]

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[leeofthevoid]

I do not have a Crush

Jann Mardenborough (Movie) x Reader

a/n: Hello guys. I am alive, so please don't be mad about being MIA. School is hectic but finals are almost over. Rich World will continue but will change the title soon. (Yay!) This one is for the Jann girlies!

word count: 2673

warnings: Strong language

Part One

You sat next to Jann as he looked longingly at Audrey, who was chuckling with his younger brother, Coby, and his friends. 

“If you stare long enough, she might just melt.” You sarcastically remarked as you sat beside him, a beer in your hand. Jann rolled his eyes, looked down at his Diet Coke can, and sighed. “Any reason you’re bugging me and not Coby?” 

“No reason. I just wanted some fresh air, and this is my spot, the last time I remembered.” You leaned on the railing, stretching your back as you looked at the friends laughing. “You should shoot your shot. Audrey likes tall guys the last time I remembered.” 

Another dismissive sigh was heard from his area while playing with the can, which he barely touched. “You know that your advice won’t make a difference, right? I heard you had a thing for Corey, yet you still haven’t made moves.” He looked at you with a victorious smirk. A moment passed until the words finally settled in your mind, and retaliated with violence by smacking him on the arm. “Oh fuck off, I was helping you.” He busted out laughing while you walked away to go back to the group. 

That’s how it usually goes when you try to be friendly with Jann. He was always the hopeless romantic, yet he always had a knack for annoying you when it’s just you two. 

The next time you saw him was by the department store. You and Coby had the same schedule that day, and he wanted to go to where Jann works to assert some younger brother dominance thing that you would never understand. You saw Jann’s tall frame putting back women’s clothes as Coby called him over a few aisles down. 

“Jann! Come here!” The loud calls did not go unnoticed by anyone in the store, embarrassing him enough to run to you two and pull you aside quickly. “What is wrong with you, man? I’m at work!” He glared at his brother and hit him on the shoulder. Coby laughed and pulled you in front as a human shield.

“Relax, I just brought her here to shop for some lady stuff. Said she had a date to go to that needed some hot undie set.” You raised your eyebrows in confusion while shaking your head. 

“What? No way? I came here because you said you will mghdnfdg…” Coby clasped a hand on your mouth, muffling your comebacks while he pushed you off to Jann, who caught you and ran away.

“That asshole! What was he up to?” Jann slowly let you go while you balanced yourself, silently thanking him. He sighed and cleared his throat. “Whatever it was, it’s his stupidity catching up to him.” 

You also sighed, having no idea what to do now that Coby left you to fend for yourself. Jann scratched the back of his neck and checked his watch. “Hey, if you’re not busy, maybe ditch buying that ‘set’ and grab lunch with me? I’m done for the day anyways.” 

Your stomach was growling, and you barely got to eat something before coming here, so lunch sounded terrific. “You’re right. I’m starving. I’m craving some sandwiches, so take me somewhere with that, and I’ll pay for our lunch.” He chuckled and walked to his co-worker, probably saying something about leaving now, to which the other guy nodded. 

He turned back with a smile as he removed his vest and threw his arm around your shoulder, dragging you out of the store and to a sandwich place nearby. “Her Highness needs her food!” You rolled your eyes before walking to the counter and ordering your food.

He was such a bastard when it came to food, but he made it up to you by bringing him to where he played that racing game he was so obsessed with. He told you it was called ‘Gran Turismo,’ but you insisted it was a racing game just like every other you’ve come across. It was fun to piss him off, even if he didn’t. 

“Go wider!”

“But there’s a line! That’s the point of the game: you follow the line!” You grip the wheel of the console and glared at Jann. “No, the point of the game is to win.” Jann puts his hands on yours and takes a wider stance on the wheel instead of following the line. You hated his weird obsession with whin, but it was his fault for making you play a game. You heard Dylan call your name from behind while patting your head. “Thanks for going today, love. Seeing Jann so frustrated is such a treat.” He chuckled as he watched the screen of the console. 

The car effectively passed by the others and eventually got to fourth place, but at this point, it was all Jann. He even scooted you over to sit next to you. Brows creased in focus while his hands gripped tighter on yours. You watched the screen as he maneuvered past third place and second. Dylan and some other people gathered around as you two played the game, a sight you were new to. He was always the withdrawn type, but his apparent obsession with this game gained him a small fanbase in this arcade.

Jann held on, his palms sweating while turning and tailing the car in the first place. He hastily turned the wheel and accelerated, making your car and the first placer side by side before he stepped on the gas and made it to first place. The crowd around you cheered while you felt the shoot of adrenaline finally settle in you as Jann fought to keep his spot in first place. 

“Woooh!” You happily screamed out as you saw the finish line. “Jann, don’t you dare lose!” You hear him chuckle as he nods and steps on the gas while the car approaches the finish line. The crowd shushes, and you only hear your heart beating as the time slows. The next thing you know, you saw the car cross the checkered finish line, and the big letters “First Place” flashed. 

Everyone cheered as you both jumped up from the seat, screaming and jumping at him. “Oh my gosh, you’re amazing!” He caught you and gave you a tight hug before setting you down. 

“I mean…You did help so…” You shoved him off and rolled your eyes as a friend of Jann’s came over. 

“Holy shit, bruv, you did it again!” He looked at you and then smirked, “Is this Miss Audrey with us right now?” He offered his hand to you while you took it, giggling. 

“No way, I’m far from Audrey. She’s prettier and dresses simpler. I’m more of Coby’s eccentric best friend, who he ditched.” You took his hand and shook it lightly before sliding it away. 

“My name’s Bryan. And you mentioned being ditched? A pretty thing like you?”

You giggled softly and playfully rolled your eyes.“Y/N. And Jann should totally bring Audrey next time, no?” Bryan poked the boy behind you while he teased Jann about his very obvious crush on Audrey.

The rest of the day went swimmingly when Bryan and Jann offered to drop you off at your flat, getting Bryan’s number saved in the process. Such a flirt, that one. Who would have expected that Jann’s friends weren’t all weird geeks? 

After a few weeks or a day, before Jann got the good news, he was lying on his bed contemplating the trajectory of his life. 

He knew that he had no solid plan for his future, but he was sure it had some good things in it. Driving was his passion, and it was a big deal for him to be somewhat of a driver. He may not have driven any of the real cars in GT, but he knew all of them inside and out. It was meant for him. 

A few taps on his windows suddenly broke his quiet reverie. He slowly sat up and looked at the window, waiting to see if it was in his head or not. 

It was not. 

After the taps became much more apparent, he stood up and slowly approached the window. When he saw you smiling at him, he quickly opened it and let you in. 

“How the hell did you get up from there?!” Jann let you in before checking outside the window. He looked around to see how you scaled his house and saw no decent ledges you could have used. 

“Jannie! So sorry for being an intruder, but Coby was still not in his room, so…” You chuckled as you rambled. 

“Wait, Coby knows about this?” 

You paused and sat down on his bed, giving him a confused look. “Of course he does. I always swing by his room when I’m either high or drunk and wait for it to sober down.” 

His face twisted in an even more confused and worried way while checking his small snack box for water. He opened it before he gave it to you, sitting beside you. 

“Any reason why you’re dressed up, smelling like alcohol and cigarettes on a Wednesday night?”  You giggled while ungracefully handing him back the water bottle. “It’s a thing with my cousin. You know how it is.” 

“Being used like an ATM machine?” Jann interjected with some sass you never heard from him. 

You scoffed and raised your eyebrows. “Coby probably exaggerated the stories! I just don’t know where to spend my money!” He wasn’t convinced and pushed himself up against the wall, tuning you out, perhaps. 

“Ever since you broke up with your ex, Coby noticed that you’ve been partying a lot. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I get wanting to splurge, but you don’t even do it for yourself.” 

“Says the guy who saves up for his set-up. At least don’t be a hypocrite.” Warranting another eye roll to Jann for being a snoopy ass. “Besides, it’s fun. The party was amazing, and so many people were there.” 

“Spare me the details and sober up so you can go home.” He got up and went to his closet only to toss you a sweater when he closed it. “What?” The confusion and delayed effect of the alcohol and joint were there. 

“You are barely covered up. It’s freezing out there, and you have no layers on.” Jann sat on his gaming chair, a nod of plea to put it on without any resistance. 

After the slow, grueling struggle to put it on, the exhaustion hit you. You slowly slid under the covers of his bed. “Jann, wake me up in a few. I’ll nap. The running here must have tired me.” 

“What? You ran here?!” His question was left unanswered as you dozed off.

Jann sighed and draped the covers over your shoulder while setting up a chill late-night cruise on Gran Turismo with his friends. 

Little moments like those were never really forgotten. You just act like it’s nothing and never talk about hanging out with Jann when you two get the chance. It just happens, really. It's not like you’d ask him using a lame excuse just to talk about stuff or do activities together. His leaving you with the dumbest goodbye didn’t even make you feel empty at all. 

It just felt weird in a way. Coby started to practice more since his brother suddenly got into a rich guy’s sport instantly while he had to work hard. Men and their pride will always amaze you. 

You were lounging on your hotel bed one weekend when you got a call from Jann. You slowly deliberated before answering it because, first of all, it was out of nowhere. And secondly, Why? After three more rings, you had the guts to answer it finally. 

“Hello?”

“Took you too long to answer for someone glued to their phone the whole day, huh.”

You rolled your eyes before hearing a slight chuckle on his end. 

“Hello to you too, Jann.” 

“Hello, you. How have you been?”

How thoughtful of him to ask first. “I’ve been well. Although it is a bit fishy that you go radio silent and suddenly call me out of nowhere after a few months and then suddenly talk to me.”

“Always the skeptic.” He chuckled, then cleared his throat. “So um…A little snitch mentioned that you were in Japan, and I flew Audrey out here to spend some time together. We could use the company?”

Wow. That’s a lot to unpack right there. “Okay, what? You and Audrey are an item now? Since when was this?” He was about to speak when you cut him off. “Second, who the hell told you about me being in Japan? Third, of all…Are you proposing a double date?” 

“Hold on, what? Double date?” You groaned and dropped down to your bed when Jann sounded hell-bent on your new love life. 

“It’s just a date. I’m staying here for two months and might as well make the most of it. Answer my questions, too, though!” 

“Okay. Well. Agree to go meet us at this location tomorrow night, and I’ll tell you everything.” 

“Hm. Fine.” 

The call promptly ended with a goodbye before he sent the location of the place where you’d have your double date at. You wanted to think about it a little. The temptation was strong, though. Feeling homesick and alone can really distort a person’s perception. 

You stared at the recent call logs and sighed. You left the app and opened the chat with Tadashi to tell him that date night is now a double date. 

This was the worst idea ever. Jann has been weird around Tadashi ever since you introduced them to each other. It was awkward and tense for the first few minutes, Jann occasionally raising his eyebrows at you. You four were sitting in front of each other in a really nice sushi place that he was recommended. 

“So…Where did you two meet?” Bless this girl. Audrey will always save the day. “Actually, it’s a funny story.” You rubbed Tadashi’s hand as he snaked his arm over your shoulder. You smiled at him as he did the same. “We met at the fish market when I slipped trying to buy some fresh salmon.” 

“No way! You guys, that's so cute.” Audrey smiled at you in excitement. She’s such a good friend, but at the same time, her excitement might confuse Tadashi about your short-term set-up with him. “She looked offended when I asked her for her number, but I guess that noodle shop recommendation put me in her good books.” The three of you chuckled before Jann interjected, “That doesn’t sound creepy at all.” Audrey widened her eyes and lightly hit his shoulders before apologizing to Tadashi and you. 

The passive aggressiveness did not stop there, though. Throughout the whole dinner, Jann always had some weird bullshit about your life ever since his parents dubbed you their ‘Long lost daughter’. It’s just weird that he was the one who insisted on meeting up with you. 

At one point, Audrey decided to call it a night and even bought you some dessert when you paid the bill. It just upset you that Jann never even said thank you or acknowledged anything whatsoever.

Thankfully, that son of a bitch realized his rudeness two days later and texted you. 

J: Hey 

Y: What? 

J: Was a jerk 2 u 

J: sorry :( 

Y: It’s fine 

Y: Tadashi ghosted me. Your fault 🙄

J: U were too good for him n e ways

Y: Fuck u 

J: in your dreams 😇

Y: Ill block you if you dont stop 

J: was just jokin :( want to watch me practice driving? Audrey left and I have sum time to spare before germany 

Y: You just want me to buy you food 😒

J: nah. I’ll buy u food

Y: K fine. 

Y: Tomorrow? What time? 

J: I’ll pick u up. Send location 😛

a/n: Part 2??? Steamy part 2?? You tell me. :P

[imagineanime2022]

Heroes With An S/O W/ Powers Like Hawkwoman

Keigo Takami X Fem!Reader, Toshinori Yagi X Fem!Reader, Shota Aizawa X Fem!Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: Hello everything is fine? I saw that requests are open! I would like to know if you can write headcanons for bnha (hawks, all might and aizawa) with a s/o who is a professional heroine and is like hawkwoman from dc? (she has super strength, speed because of her wings, resistance, etc.)

Keigo Takami

🪶 Alright let’s be honest there is going to be a lot of bird behaviour from this individual, lucky you're both derived from hawks so you understand each others behaviours pretty well. 🪶 Keigo is forever puffing up his feathers when you first met, making himself look bigger and more suitable, it did catch your attention by nature. 🪶 Miriko made fun of him every time. 🪶 Hawks by nature mate for life, so when he decided that he was in, he was 100% in, there was nothing that could change his mind. 🪶 He’d spend a lot of time measuring wings and wrapping his wings around you, you’d do the same to him and sometimes you’d make a cocoon just for the two of you by having your wings meet in the middle. 🪶 He sings all the time, another bird thing but if you ever sing along with him, it will make him the happiest person in the world. 🪶 You guys go for flights all the time, he’d dive low to grab you anything that caught his or your eye. 🪶 You guys were two of the fastest heroes, you learned to work together covering whatever the other couldn’t and that became even more needed after his fight with Dabi. 🪶 You massaged his shoulders when he was healing, you helped him to get back up but he never stopped missing his wings. 🪶 You refused to fly without him and you were the one that helped him to relearn how to fly when he got his prosthetics. 🪶 You both have heightened senses so he’d often give you his shirts or blankets so that you would always feel him near (even if he was rarely more than 2 steps away). 🪶 You were a hero couple that was feared by villains and loved by civilians but neither of you cared about that. The only thing that was important is how much you loved each other.

Yagi Toshinori

🦸 The moment that Toshinori saw you he was enamoured, honestly he’d have seen your wings and the speed and strength that you displayed. 🦸 Challenged you to races all the time, he wanted to be the fastest but he had to admit that you had him in that department. 🦸 Toshi was playful and he had yet to be able to sneak up on you either so he tried that too, but given your enhanced senses, you could hear and smell him coming when you couldn’t see the flashy costume. 🦸 When you guys actually started dating it was a secret to no one, it was lucky that you were as good at defending yourself as you were because there were just as many villains as fans trying to get your attention. 🦸 Toshi came very close to ending the relationship when a villain came after you to get to him, you had to tell him that you weren’t having it and literally slapped him round the back of his head to get him to listen. 🦸 Toshi would literally carry you anywhere the extra weight from your wings didn’t bother him at all but he did love being wrapped in them when you both had the time. 🦸 Gran Torino would sometimes enlist you to get Toshinori to do something because you both knew that it was better for him. 🦸 You were the only one that could get him to sit still after he was injured by One For All. 🦸 Toshi spent all of this time bringing you presents, anything that you could ever want, even things you didn’t know you wanted like kids (Midorya and Bakugo). 🦸 Now with his smaller stature he loved your wings even more, he hid in them when he didn’t want to be seen, made sure that they were groomed and taken care of. 🦸 Toshi made sure that you always laid on top of him, even after he was injured (much to your protest) because he would not have you lay on your wings no matter how many times you tell him that you can support your own weight. 🦸 Definition of a celebrity couple, you guys were what everyone strived to be, happy together, playful, easy and completely dedicated to each other.

Shota Aizawa

🐛 Shota was probably the last person that anyone expected you to take an interest in but after one mission he couldn’t seem to get rid of you and to be honest he didn’t mind having you around. 🐛 You were the one that did most of the work, just trying to get him to look at you for more than a second but once he really looked he was a goner. 🐛 You used your wings to shield him from the sunlight while he was sleeping during the day or the cold in the winter. 🐛 Shota is a mindful human and often found himself dancing around you in the first few months of your relationship, making sure not to touch your wings and apologising when he did, it took a long while to convince him that it was okay. 🐛 The first time that you asked him to help with grooming your wings, you thought he was going to faint. 🐛 He teaches you how to use a capture weapons and you taught him how to use your weapons. He took to yours faster than you took to his. He's unbelievably adaptable but he admired the strength and agility that came with your power. 🐛 You were well into your relationship by the time that 1-A came along, so a lot of them knew of you but they didn’t know that you were dating/married to their teacher until the first villain attack when you made yourself known. 🐛 Neither of you had ever talked about having children but you ended up with 20 the day that you saved them. 🐛 You moved into the dorms with Aizawa and basically mothered the entire class, scolded them, praised them and protected them no matter what. Aizawa loved watching you with them. 🐛 When he brought Eri back, you both became her sworn protectors and he didn’t even have to ask when he put you both down as her legal guardians. 🐛 While Shota was teaching you were out doing hero work so when it came time to fight you were always called on and he always worried about you while you were gone. 🐛 You were a large mismatched family but it centred around the two of you, anyone could see that you loved each other and protect your little flock.

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[mapsontheweb]

Federation of the Andes

The Federation of the Andes was a nation proposed by Simón Bolívar in 1826 that would consist in a union between the nations “liberated” by him.

There was a proposal to organize the Federation in 6 states: Colombia would be divided in 3 states (Ecuador, Nueva Granada and Venezuela), while Peru would be divided in two states (North and South). It was also planned to give away the Peruvian coast from Tacna to Tarapaca to Bolivia, exchanging it for Apolobamba and Coapacabana. Each state would be divided into departments, the departments into provinces and the provinces into cantons (not shown). As for the capital, it would be Quito or Guayaquil.

Regarding the government, there would be a "Supreme Chief for Life" with the power to inherit the leadership to whomever he wanted, a tricameral federal parliament and an authoritarian, centralized and militarized administration. It was a monocracy strongly inspired by the Consulate of Napoleon Bonaparte and the regime of the Haitian Jean Pierre Boyer.

The project failed due to the rejection of the Peruvians and the political crisis that occurred in Colombia. In January 1827, while Bolívar was in Colombia to defeat the separatist attempts, an uprising overthrew his government in Peru and the Bolivarian Constitution was abolished in June of that same year, prohibiting his entry and losing all his influence in Peru. The next country to lose Bolivarian influence would be Bolivia, after the Peruvian invasion in 1828, which ended with the overthrow of Antonio José de Sucre, Bolívar's right-hand man. Finally, Gran Colombia would end up completely disintegrating in 1830.

[fuckyeahpedropascal]

S1E8 Javier Peña Outfit Archive

La Gran Mentira

Outfit count: 5

This is my last update of the year! I lost a bit of steam with this project, but I've really enjoyed getting into it again. I'm excited to keep going in 2024!

Highlights: That first gif of Javier leaning on the desk with the cigarette smoke catching the light is just *chef's kiss*. I can go on and on about this man leaning on desks, and I think this might be my favourite lean.

And how can we forget that iconic red shirt, arms crossed moment? It's literally a split second frame in the episode, it's too powerful to be captured on camera for longer than that.

And then, that green shirt. I really don't like it, and I don't think Javier wears anything else in that colour again, but you gotta admire the costumes department for really mixing it up 😂

Rewears: This episode throws back to the pilot, with a glimpse of Javier's denim on denim look!

That's all, folks! Thank you for tuning in. The Javier Peña Outfit Archive continues in 2024!

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S1E7

[lively-potter]

— trials of athena ; one

— genre ; enemies to lovers, kinda slow burn, friends to lovers

— warnings ; a hella lot of cursing, some typos ( of course 🙄😬 ), mature themes, smut, athena doesn’t like feelings, fluff, smut, angst, some violence, a teeny bit of blood and gore, JK’s a dick fr

— intro, teaser

— find me on Wattpad ; LivelyPotter

— 2024 © LivelyPotter

— word count ; 2.2k

— taglist ; @ahgasegotarmy116 @jk97bam

— chapter one ; THE FUCKENING

♡

MAY 21st, 2023 EIGHT AM

Today is going to be shit – or at least I came to that conclusion once I realized my day was suspiciously going a little too well.

For one, my family's all happy that we finally have a new neighbor (Mom's cooking up a feast already), my dad Sean finally got a day off (for the first time in what feels like forever), and my other dad Owen finally agreed to allow me to stay at the house on my own (For god's sake, I was nineteen years old and perfectly capable of taking care of myself).

I was confident I wouldn't burn the house down...well as long as I didn't step a toe inside the kitchen.

I inherited my father's gifts, you could say.

I cringed, thinking of the last incident when Mom allowed Dad and I inside the kitchen, unsupervised.

By that time, the entire fire department knew us by name.

Plus, it was Monday (of all days) and you know that saying, 'Happy Monday – let the fuckening commence'.

So yeah, my hopes were now low, and my guard was up.

"Mom," I snickered, "I may act as like I know everything, but I really don't."

My mom, Sang rolled her eyes – an amused grin on her lips as she placed the final touches on her big ass welcome basket. My dad Sean grinned brightly and pressed a kiss to her cheek once he sauntered inside the kitchen.

"Mornin' smartass." Dad lit up the spacious kitchen with his laughter when I swatted his hand out of my hair, that happened to be the exact same shade and texture as his. As in I got his unruly, nappy curls. I gingerly touched my hair, praying he didn't mess it up.

I loathed frizzy hair.

Dad chuckled lowly and pressed a kiss to the top of my curls, "Where's the others?" he asked Mom, pulling out a chair and taking a seat beside me. Mom ran a hand over her chameleon-colored hair and smiled.

"They all left an hour ago to run errands before the trip."

I was left in my own world as Mom and Dad discussed their trip with the others. They were leaving for a couple months to travel around Europe, while also doing a couple of missions for the academy. I, on the other hand, would finally know what it's like to be on my own. Not completely, of course (Gran and Gramps lived across the street), but close enough to where I would have to be independent for a while.

My ears perked up when I heard Mom ask Dad about the new neighbor.

"There's not much to know about him, really." Dad said around a mouthful of his pancakes. My face scrunched in disgust as a piece flew out of his mouth.

"Manners, dude." I put in, laughing. Dad rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out at me.

Mom sighed at our banter and shook her head, "What is there to know about him?"

I loved my mom dearly, but she sure was nosey sometimes.

Dad shrugged, "The Johnsons down the street say he's not really approachable, but Liddy Johnson—"

"Linda's daughter?" Mom asked, receiving a nod.

"The very same – well Linda and Joe said Liddy's absolutely infatuated by the man, says this JK dude is the 'hottest man' she's ever seen." He snickered, "The girl has been walking up and down the street hoping to bump into him again."

Huh, that explains why I've been seeing that girl outside so much today.

Mom's eyebrow rose, "Well," she hummed, standing to her feet and smoothing the wrinkles out of her shirt, "Athena?" she said suddenly, a little too sweetly.

I drew back slightly, "...yeah?" I asked suspiciously, eyeing her distrustfully.

What does she have planned this time?

Mom looked like the picture of innocence as she took the basket into arms and set it down in front of me. "I'm entrusting you to take this to our new neighbor."

Uh, what?

"Huh?" I asked dumbly, index finger pointed towards my body.

Mom and Dad traded amused glances, "Yes, you." Mom said decisively. My eyebrows shot up, near my hairline (yes, that's how far they shot up).

"Why me?" I asked, "I don't like new people." And not to mention, I usually make a fool of myself in front of strangers without meaning to.

Mom rolled her eyes, "You have to go out and make friends somehow, Athena...And maybe even a boyfriend. Liddy says he's cute." She wiggled her brows suggestively. My face dropped, along with my shoulders.

"Liddy Johnson thinks any male that makes direct eye contact with her is cute." I spoke. Dad's hand shot up to his mouth to hide his snicker.

"I'm sure that's not true," Mom huffed, crossing her arms across her chest.

"Wanna bet?" I raised a brow, Mom matched my expression and nodded.

"Fine; you remember Jake Roberts?" Mom grimaced instantly, thinking of Greg's (one of her old schoolmates) son. "Well, then I won't have to explain the whole story...but I will say this..." I sighed, "His face gives me nightmares to this day." I cringed, thinking of him hitting on me at one of Lindy's parties back in high school.

"Fine," She sighed, "you have a point. But still, give it a chance. You'll never know if you don't do it. Please?" she said, cradling my face in her hands.

My resolve slowly crumbled, "Fine," I sighed with a small pout, "but I announce that my hopes are low." I mumbled jumping to my feet.

I was nervous – one: is that I was a born introvert and two: what is he was actually attractive? I always and I mean always make a fool of myself in front of cute guys.

One of the reasons why I've never had a boyfriend...or a first kiss.

I'm pathetic, I know. No need to rub it in.

I looked down at my simple oversized black shirt and shorts and shrugged. It looked good enough. Mom handed me my white nike air forces and urged me to put them on.

I sighed and pushed my hair back and tied on my shoes.

"If this goes horribly wrong – I'm blaming both of you."

My words caused them to laugh.

Mom put the basket in my hands and smoothed my curls away from my face.

"You will be fine, Athena. I doubt it will go wrong. Now be nice and smile brightly, okay?"

"Okay." I slumped my shoulders and dragged my feet towards the door, feeling my heartbeat quicken. "If I'm not back in five minutes, call the po-po." I called once I opened the door.

The last thing I heard was their loud, cackling laughter before the door shut.

I took in a trembling breath, "You got this, Athena. Don't be a pussy." I mumbled to myself, carefully taking the steps one by one. I looked at the house next door and swallowed hard.

The new neighbor's house was actually a really nice one, and huge. With a huge wrap around porch, three bay windows side by side on the second floor, and a ginormous pool in the backyard that's hidden away from sight.

If you're wondering how I know about the pool, it's simple.

Last summer, I was bored and snuck over and climbed over the tall ass wooden fence with my best friend Sawyer Weiland. It was in the middle of the night, so...we were lucky as heck not to have had triggered the alarms.

That was the first and the last time I ever had enough nerve to do that. Sawyer called me a pussy, but at least I wasn't a dumb fuck in jail.

In no time, I was standing at the neighbor's front door, biting down on my lip. Before I could convince myself to leave, my finger pressed the doorbell. Once the sound rung out, loud barking sounded out from on the other side.

Ah shit.

That didn't sound like a nice dog.

You know, for some reason I never believed my dad when he told me you can tell the difference between the temperament of the dog by the bark (sometimes), but now if I survived leaving this place, I'd apologize to Kota.

I swallowed harshly, pushing back the urge to flee.

"Bam! Shush!" A melodic male voice said on the other side of the door, calming the beast down. My ears perked up at the deep, soothing sound of this stranger's voice.

I wasn't prepared for what I was about to see. I came face to face with the most gorgeous torso covered in tattoos and – holy crackers are those abs? In real life?

Sweet daughter of Zeus!

My eyes slowly trailed off his tattooed covered chest, up his muscular neck – which to no one's surprised, was tattooed, past his perfect sharp jawline, adorable lips – I noted that his bottom lip was plumper than his top and had two silver hoops pierced through it, from his adorable nose, and finally to his dark doe eyes...which were currently dark and glaring right into my very soul.

Holy smokes.

For once in her fuckin' life, Liddy Johnson wasn't overreacting. At all.

This man was the most gorgeous thing I'd ever seen in my life.

He couldn't be real.

No freaking joke.

I couldn't even lie about it.

I flushed bright red, and flushed more because I knew I was blushing.

(I was a sight to see, when I blushed, anyone from ten feet away could see. I never failed to turn cherry red).

"Um, h-hi." I spluttered, backing away slightly as he glared harder.

This gorgeous being, that I didn't even believe could have come from earth didn't look happy. He just looked downright pissed.

I shrunk back meekly.

Athena Green meek? I'd never been classified as meek a day in my life, but a glare from this man had me losing any ounce of courage and confidence I had in myself.

He was more terrifying than Owen Blackbourne, and that was saying something.

"I-I'm Athena G-Green." I swallowed, "I, uh, I live next door and my mom asked me to d-drop this off to y-you. T-to, uh, welcome you to Sunny V-vale C-court."

I decided the moment I entered my house; I'd beat the fuck out of my face. Why, just why did I have to act like a fool, and mention my mom? Gods, I was so lame.

During my stuttering, the man sighed heavily, looking annoyed and leaned against his doorframe, peering at his nail beds as he waited for me to finish.

"You done?" he asked boredly, in his musical voice.

I flushed heavily and nodded quickly. I had never been so embarrassed in my life.

My hands trembled as I thrust the basket in my arms and waited for him to take it, a sweet wavering smile on my lips.

He raised a dark brow, pursing his lips and stepped away from the door looking hotter than the sun and crossed his arms across his bare torso. He towered over my short stature and bore his glaring eyes into mine.

"Thanks for stopping by." He smiled sarcastically and then shut the door in my face.

My jaw dropped at his audacity.

This motherfuck— I stopped myself mid-thought once a hiss left my lips.

Calm, Athena. Be calm.

I gained control of my emotions and clenched my teeth – seeing Liddy Johnson watching me with a sad smile, as if she understood what I was going through, as if it happened it her, which it probably did.

Anger rose within my chest until the point where I was shaking. I dropped the basket on his welcome mat (internally hoping there was something glass or some legos in the basket so he would step on it barefoot) and stalked away from his door.

"That rude, disrespectful piece of dung." I huffed, hands clenched tightly as I neared my house, bypassing Liddy.

I stormed inside my house and slammed the door shut.

"Athena!" Mom rushed in with a large smile on her face – quickly followed by Dad. They both froze as they took in my twitching eye – a tic that I had ever since I could remember that happened every time I was angry. My red face was another piece of the puzzle.

"I'm taking it didn't go well?" she asked slowly, approaching me with caution.

"It didn't!" I howled loudly, "That piece of dung shut the door in my face when I offered him the basket. Stupid fuckin’ weenier.”

Mom reared back at my anger and tried to smother her smile as Dad openly laughed at my rage.

"Was he good looking, by any chance?" Dad called after me as I stomped up the stairs.

"His ugly personality ruins his face and his body that looks like it was created by the gods!" I seethed, eyes twitching as they laughed once more.

"So...he is?" Mom asked hopefully. Infinity times yes.

I stared at her and shook my head.

"He looks like a dickwad." I retorted dryly.

I knew it was too good to be true; the fuckening had commenced. 

author’s note ; ✨

I love Athena and her personality so much, lmfaoo. This is the start of a “crazy fuckin’ ride”, as Athena would say. Buckle up and delve into Athena’s story!

If you want to be apart of the taglist, just lemme know! Thanks so much for reading!

[bloodlegacies]

I'm loving this 🤩 so long story short

Erianne the Gran Duchess was, and still is, in love with the king. Cheated on her husband, had a daughter with him, and saw Serah being raised by another woman. Jelaous of (of mom but sadly not anymore) MC and the Queen. Would love to marry the king, would do it if there would be a way to not ruin her reputation.

Alexieil smart man, good man, mom's bff, unlucky in spouse department.

King trash in love with mom. Cheated his wife with a friend (? Were they friends? What kind of relationship him and Erianne had?). Had an illigitimate heir. Hates Eleazar and MC because of mom and his twisted pride. Try to force his child with deception, in an arranged marriage. Screw that up. Spends time being arrogant and hypocritical and psycologically ruin his child.

Mom loved dad, not her best decision but she made him better and way more dangerous. Great mom. Smart woman. Scary woman. Great bff.

Dad loves mom and MC. Great at traumatizing his child. Very poor at showing love and respect. Prideful. Similarities with the king trash.

Cecilia bff with Hayden. Very protective of Caio. Smart woman. Good woman. Wise woman.

Hayden traumatized daddy issues. Dead sister. In love with MC. Sweet and charming. Risk taker.

Caio shy scared boy. Scared and horny of/for MC (if romanced). Sweet, kind, brave. Deadly.

Tyler massive daddy issue. Anger issues. Loyal. Risk lover. MC bff.

Elia sunshine. That's all. Just pure perfect sunshine.

Nix fae problem. Followed by MC problem. Hot. Smart. Mage.

Perfect ,just perfect👏👏👏👏👏❤️❤️

[luneengene2]

Enhypen Members and Their College Majors (+Their 'behavior' at college)

A/N : I made this according to my opinion about the college major they might take 😆

Warnings : Contains Grammar Errors

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• YANG JUNGWON

|| Faculty of Health / Medical Sciences ||

|| Department: Pediatric Medicine ||

- Jungwon really fits this major, his personality is very adorable.

- If there is practice with children, Jungwon will make parcels containing candy or chocolate so that the children are not afraid of him.

- Will be the lecturer's favorite student because his grades are always good.

- Dreams of opening a free hospital for children.

- The girls who were 'reportedly' close to him usually came from the dentistry department.

• LEE HEESEUNG

|| Faculty of Social Science and Political Science ||

|| Department: Communication Sciences ||

- Will be the most active student regarding issues of debate in the masses, advertising, politics, etc.

- Relatively active in participating in organizations on campus.

- Always arguing with the kids at Law faculty 💀.

- Can be a leader when there is a community demonstration.

- The most updated about the latest news circulating on television, especially those related to advertising.

• PARK JONGSEONG / JAY PARK

|| Faculty of Economics and Business ||

|| Departement: Business Management ||

- The heir to a family company who was told by his father to major in business management to become an expert in managing companies.

- He is targeted by girls on campus because he is rich.

- His father quite often made 'donations' to his campus.

- Go to campus using a BMW 8 The 8 840i Gran Coupe

- Often wears a Rolex watch when going to campus.

• SIM JAEYUN / JAKE SIM

|| Faculty of Social Science and Political Science ||

|| Departement: International Relations ||

- Using his bilingual skills in this major.

- Always the most serious in class and material.

- Often sent to conduct seminars outside campus because he is most fluent in English.

- Most updated about global issues or war.

- Internship at the South Korean Embassy in Australia.

- The lecturer's favorite student because he is the most active among the other students.

• PARK SUNGHOON

|| Faculty of Teacher Training and Education ||

|| Departement: Early Childhood Education Teacher ||

- Sunghoon can be 'close' to children well (I can see him when he was an ice skating teacher with Ben and Will). So, I think this college major is suitable for him.

- Often makes unique handicrafts as learning materials.

- Apprentices at a kindergarten, and becomes a favorite of the children there because of his affectionate personality.

- He is also targeted by girls because he is very fatherable.

- When his internship is over, the children he taught will feel very lost.

- His bag is full of modules and teaching materials.

• KIM SUNOO

|| Faculty of Arts ||

|| Departement: Theater and Drama ||

- One of the students who is good at writing drama scripts.

- Most active in setting up the stage.

- The most cheerful among his friends, that's why he always gets roles with a cheerful character.

- Always chosen to be chairman of the campus committee at festival events, more precisely in the stage arrangement section.

- Often praised by the campus chancellor for his stage management skills.

• NiSHIMURA RIKI

|| Faculty of Engineering ||

|| Mechanical Engineering ||

- The group of boys who are 'bad' on campus, because his emotions like to explode or often cause problems 😮‍💨✌️.

- He rarely goes to class but his grades are always high, so the lecturer certainly can't get angry.

- Always labeled a 'playboy' even though he was only loyal to his girlfriend who was majoring in English literature (Bro, he wants to hit the one who made those stupid rumors).

- Often hangs out at cafes near campus after class is over.

- Riding a ninja motorbike with a full face helmet.

- Targeted by girls too.

[historyandmyth]

On the Nature of Fal’Cie

Full disclosure: I started this post some years ago. (Whoops.) Back then, this post was prompted by a rather poor explanation on the FF wiki about fal’Cie and l’Cie, and what their respective purposes were. That has since changed to a much more accurate summarization of the lore.

That said, I’ve still seen plenty of confusion concerning the lore since there are so many moving pieces and it can take a lot of digging to understand it. So I’m going to go ahead and just post this as is—with the outdated FF wiki excerpt—just so that I can finally get this out there.

Outdated FF wiki excerpt:

Fal'Cie were created by the gods for a specific purpose, which can be thought of as a "Focus." L'Cie exist as a "loophole" to this pseudo-Focus, and allow fal'Cie to complete objectives for which they weren't originally created.

Fal’Cie have Focuses. Orphan explicitly says this himself. It isn’t the potential consequences that make for a Focus; Focuses are simply tasks bestowed upon beings by the Gods. Fal’Cie and l’Cie both possess Focuses.

L’Cie do not exist as “loopholes.” Loopholes implies that fal’Cie are exploiting a flaw in the system. They aren’t. The utilization of l’Cie is the system functioning exactly as intended. 

Fal’Cie exist in part as the medium in which the Gods can bestow humans with both their Focus and their brand. Fal’Cie choose who become l’Cie and the nature of their Focus—but it’s the Gods that do the actual branding. The Gods themselves are very much part and parcel of the whole process. It’s the God Pulse we see branding the party at the end of chapter two, featured below.

This is what you need to understand: every entity here, every l’Cie, fal’Cie, and even the Gods themselves except Etro are cogs in a machine. They all have a role to play. And some of them have dualistic roles—namely humanity, which was set up to be knocked down by their own hands in the form of Ragnarok.

So here’s how it all shakes down, per analect I. the Vanished Gods:

Luminous is Bhunivelze. He created Pulse, Lindzei, and Etro. 

Stout is Pulse, who then created Gran Pulse.

Sage is Lindzei, who realized how to find their way to the Door.

Fool is Etro, who tore herself apart after being abandoned by Bhunivelze.

Maker (both Pulse and Lindzei) created fal’Cie from components of themselves.

Maker (Lindzei) then created humanity from “traces once Divine.” This was the blood of Etro.

Afterward, the Gods departed the mortal realm. The reason for their departure isn’t explicitly stated, but it isn’t impossible to deduce why. In fact, another analect gives us a pretty good idea for it.

I propose a different explanation: the fal'Cie are hunting. Whether they seek a way to recall the gods or to journey to their side I cannot say, but I do believe the fal'Cie seek their lost deities. They search the earth, the skies, the waters, and even the deep places, seeking a gateway to the Divine.

—XI. Hypothesis of the Hunt

In the absence of their makers, the fal’Cie of both Pulse and Lindzei sought to find the Door. They believed this would pave the path to reuniting with their Gods. But similar to how l’Cie were manipulated into fulfilling their own Focuses, the Gods designed the fal’Cie to do their bidding through ignorance and deceit in order to find this gateway to the Divine.

For most of Pulse’s fa’Cie, such as Atomos, Bismarck, and Dahaka, this would mean searching Gran Pulse’s depths and heights for the deities that had seemingly abandoned them. But Lindzei would have other ideas...

And lo, the viper Lindzei bore fangs into the pristine soil of our Gran Pulse; despoiled the land and from it crafted a cocoon both ghastly and unclean.

Lies spilled forth from the serpent's tongue: 'Within this shell lies paradise.' Men heard these lies and were seduced and led away.

—II. Lindzei’s Nest

Lindzei would engineer the conflict between Gran Pulse and Cocoon in order to facilitate Ragnarok. While Lindzei created Cocoon and its resident fal’Cie, Pulse would craft Anima, the patron fal’Cie of Oerba and the one that would ultimately dole out the Ragnarok Focus.

Two l'Cie are they, the Chosen, and from the North they hail. Endowed are they with fal'Cie Focus, to bear the burden of the Beast.

My brothers and sisters of Gran Pulse: Honor the Chosen in your prayers! Let the blade forged of their will be tempered by your faith, that it might sunder that devilish cocoon's façade!

—III. The Chosen

Etro’s divine intervention during the War of Transgression, however, would save Cocoon’s inhabitants and ultimately thwart the other Gods’ plans. Afterward, Barthandelus would move the fal’Cie Anima to Bodhum, where it would sit undiscovered for six centuries until Fang and Vanille awoke from crystal stasis.

[ownencyclopedia]

☀ Chachapoyas culture (Peru)

-The Chachapoyas, also called the "Warriors of the Clouds", was a culture of the Andes living in the cloud forests of the southern part of the Department of Amazonas of present-day Peru.

☀ Gran Pajaten

- Gran Pajatén is an archaeological site located in the Andean cloud forests of Peru, on the border of the La Libertad region and the San Martín region, between the Marañon and Huallaga rivers

[dramioneasks]

Christmas Fics 2023 (Part 9):

Anything by MissiAmphetamine (Kaleidoscope) - T, one-shot - Just a fluffy little one-shot written while recovering from Christmas lunch, based on an accidental prompt by Pidanka, 'Anything'. Draco Malfoy, Auror, is assigned an unwanted partner; Hermione Granger, formerly working in the Artefacts and Evidence Department.

mercy in the snow by hauntedopal - M, one-shot - A work trip on Christmas Eve goes awry. “This is all your fault,” Hermione hissed. “You’re quite right, Granger,” drawled Malfoy. “It is my fault we found this pathetic excuse of a cabin to shelter in during this snowstorm. How horrible of me.”

A Christmas Confession by vellichorwrites - E, one-shot - “Gran—Hermione.” Her name sounds like a vow on his tongue. Sweet and earnest and desperate. Christmassy Dramione.

(And at Christmas you tell the truth) by Sienna_Black - E, one-shot -Muggle AU where Draco and Hermione meet as teens, fall in secret love at first sight, but are both convinced they have been ‘Friendzoned’ by the other. It all comes to a head when a handsome sports star enters their lives four days before Christmas.

EVERGREEN by fleurdejasmine - T, WIP - Instead of going to Azkaban, Draco Malfoy is sentenced to manual labor. Banned from using magic, he takes odd jobs to meet the requirements of his punishment. Like a muggle. The last place he expects to work is at Hagrid’s Christmas tree farm. He’s humiliated, exhausted, and bitter at the world. Hermione Granger’s frequent visits aren’t helping, either.

Cheap Wine by Lia_Redrose - M, one-shot - Draco and Hermione Malfoy have been married for some time now. They have to attend a gala for Christmas. Surprises await :)

Ashes & Soot (The Santa Clause au) by undercoverdrxco - T, one-shot - “I’m Draco Malfoy. Not Santa Clause.” He insisted while shaking his head, looking back up to her face. She didn't falter at all, her consistent smile began to irk Draco entirely. “Obviously.” “Old Santa is gone and someone must step up. You were obviously chosen, Draco Malfoy.” Trixie told him with a sparkle of magic in her eye. Draco swallowed a laugh that would have been loud and in her face as she continued, “Please, put on the suit.” - Or the one where Draco Malfoy becomes Santa Clause

Mind The Gap by SunflowersXx - G, one-shot - How on earth did Hermione Granger end up in the same tube as Draco bloody Malfoy, two weeks before Christmas? In which Hermione runs into Draco on the tube and they spend the next two weeks crossing paths on their morning commute and it all feels just a little like their knitted strings were meant to tie into a neat little Christmas bow.

Life Changing Mistletoe by MidnightPhilosopher - T, one-shot - Draco stumbles upon Hermione out in the garden during the Yule Ball. They get caught under an enchanted mistletoe. Draco tried to convince her that a kiss would be the fastest way out of the situation. It also puts them in a whole different sort of situation. Last fluffy day of Tumblr 12 Days of Christmas

A Perfectly Normal Christmas by Kayka - T, one-shot - Hermione should have realized Christmas was doomed when the mistletoe spontaneously caught fire. This was all somehow Draco Malfoy's fault, and now she can't seem to stop running into him everywhere.

The Malfoy Clause by d_read64 (76ducky64) - E, 7 chapters - Draco knew that, upon his father’s death, he would have to take over the Malfoy Estate. What he did not know, however, is that included in his newfound responsibilities is becoming the pinnacle of a muggle holiday once a year. Or: Draco discovers he must become Santa Claus to save the Malfoy Magic all while navigating his enormous crush on his holiday-loving friend, Hermione Granger. Inspired by The Santa Clause!

Darry Christmas by Starlight934 - G, one-shot - Draco Malfoy spends his first Christmas at the Burrow. He is nervous but he has Harry at his side and nothing could make him happier. Come with them and the Weasley family to enjoy a Darry Christmas

[vodkassassin]

Vodkassassin,

No tengo algo por preguntar, solamente quería hacerte un agradecimiento.

No he logrado a sacarme SQH de la cabeza, simplemente adoro su personaje. No es de sorprender entonces, que como cualquier ser que encuentra un algo que logra causar su felicidad, haya buscado la forma de prolongar su presencia en mi vida. Es ahí donde te encontré, en el plano abstracto donde se busca la felicidad: AO3.

Tus visiones creativas y la forma en la que las expresas. Son únicas, son tuyas, y aún así decidiste compartirlas con cualquier persona para que disfrute a su antojo.

Pocas cosas me han traído el confort, tranquilidad y seguridad (¿son sinónimos? supongo que podría buscarlo en Google, pero meh) que me dan tus historias. Este último año ha sido interesante en el departamento emocional y tus historias han sido de gran ayuda en sostenerme.

¡Gracias por compartir parte de tu mente, alma y corazón!

Te deseo lo mejor en tu carrera, familia y vida, esperando que llegues a sentir al menos una fracción de la paz que tú me has compartido.

Translation:

I don't have anything to ask, I just wanted to thank you.

I haven't been able to get SQH out of my head, I just adore his character. It's not surprising then, that like any being who finds something that manages to bring happiness, I have sought a way to prolong his presence in my life. That's where I found you, in the abstract plane where happiness is sought: AO3.

Your creative visions and the way you express them. They are unique, they are yours, and yet you decided to share them with anyone to enjoy at will.

Few things have brought me the comfort, tranquility and security (are they synonyms? I suppose I could google it, but meh) that your stories give me. This last year has been interesting in the emotional department and your stories have been a great help in sustaining me.

Thank you for sharing part of your mind, soul and heart! I wish you the best in your career, family and life, hoping that you come to feel at least a fraction of the peace that you have shared with me.

Anon,

🥹🥺💖🙏🏻

I can't thank you enough for taking the time to tell me all of this. Nothing makes an author like me happier than hearing how my work has affected/been enjoyed by my readers. I appreciate your words so much!

I find a lot of joy in sharing with others my love and interest and musings regarding the characters and stories which I find so fascinating. One of my favorite parts of sharing my writing is getting to hear the thoughts of the people on the other side of it, who also share an appreciation for the subjects I am writing about. So this ask was such a welcome gift for me.

I hope that my writing can continue to provide you all of these things and more in the future.

Wishing you continued peace, Anon!

Gracias!!

💖 Vod

[beardedmrbean]

At least 110 mostly elderly people have been brutally murdered by gang members in the Haitian capital, Port-au-Prince, according to a human rights group.

The National Human Rights Defence Network (RNDDH) said a local gang leader had targeted them after his son fell ill and subsequently died.

The gang leader reportedly consulted a voodoo priest who blamed elderly locals practising "witchcraft" for the boy's mystery illness.

The United Nations said the number of people killed in Haiti so far this year in spiralling gang violence had reached "a staggering 5,000".

Warning: This story contains details some readers may find upsetting

While details from the massacre are still emerging, the UN's human rights chief Volker Türk on Monday put the number of people killed over the weekend "in violence orchestrated by the leader of a powerful gang" at 184.

The killings happened in the Cité Soleil neighbourhood of the capital.

According to reports, gang members seized scores of residents aged over 60 from their homes in the Wharf Jérémie area, rounded them up and then shot or stabbed them to death with knives and machetes.

Residents reported seeing mutilated bodies being burned in the streets.

RNDDH estimated 60 were killed on Friday while another 50 were rounded up and murdered on Saturday, after the gang leader's son had died of his illness.

While RNDDH said that all the victims were over 60, another rights group said some younger people who had tried to protect the elderly had also been killed.

Local media said that elderly people believed to be practitioners of voodoo had been singled out because the gang leader had been told his son's illness had been caused by them.

Rights groups said the man who had ordered the killings was Monel Felix, also known as Mikano.

Mikano is known to control Wharf Jérémie, a strategic area in the port of the capital.

According to Romain Le Cour Grandmaison, a Haiti expert at the Global Initiative against Transnational Crime (GI-TOC), the area is small but hard for the security forces to penetrate.

Local media said that residents had been prevented from leaving Wharf Jérémie by Mikano's gang, so news of the deadly killings was slow to spread.

The group forms part of the Viv Ansanm gang alliance, which controls much of the Haitian capital.

Haiti has been engulfed in a wave of gang violence since the assassination in 2021 of the then-president, Jovenel Moïse.

Data gathered by GI-TOC shows there was a decline in the murder rate between May and September of this year, after rival gangs had reached an uneasy truce.

But attempts by the gangs to expand their territory beyond their strongholds in the capital have led to particularly bloody incidents in the past two months, with ordinary residents rather than rival gang members being increasingly targeted.

On 3 October, 115 locals were killed in the small town of Pont-Sondé in the Artibonite department.

That massacre was reportedly carried out by the Gran Grif gang in retaliation for some residents joining a vigilante group to resist attempts by Gran Grif to extort locals.

If confirmed, the death toll given by the UN for this weekend's killings in Cité Soleil, would make it the deadliest incident so far this year.

With gangs in control of an estimated 85% of Port-au-Prince and increasingly large swathes of the countryside, hundreds of thousands of Haitians have been forced to flee their homes.

According to the International Organization for Migration, more than 700,000 people - half of them children - are internally displaced across the country.

Gang members often use sexual abuse, including gang rape, to sow terror among the local population.

In a report published two weeks ago, Human Rights Watch researcher Nathalye Cotrino wrote that "the rule of law in Haiti is so broken that members of criminal groups rape girls of women without fearing any consequences".

Attempts by the Kenyan-led Multinational Security Support Mission to quell the violence have so far failed.

The international police force arrived in Haiti in June to bolster the Haitian National Police but is underfunded and lacks the necessary equipment to take on the heavily armed gangs.

Meanwhile, the Transitional Presidential Council (TPC) - the body created to organise elections and re-establish democratic order - appears to be in turmoil.

The TPC replaced the interim prime minister last month and seems to have made little progress towards organising elections.

"They reign over a mountain of ashes," GI-TOC's Romain Le Cour Grandmaison writes of the council in his report.

[traningdummy]

Whole with You

(This was the longest thing I’ve ever written)

Javier Peña X Male Reader

Javier Peña, the playboy in the office. Sleeping with informants after he got what he wanted from them, without his work both in the bed and in the office Pablo would still be around.

Yet he still yearned for something deeper than a one night stand, he wanted true genuine love. No pillow talk bullshit where they say “I love you” in the middle of an orgasm, he wanted a genuine I love you.

So when he was moved out of his department he began to search for love, always going on dates yet they all ended the same. He slept with them, and the next morning they would leave and never talk to him besides wanting some fun.

He hated himself for this, always doing what his date wanted and ignoring why he was dating in the first place. Always trying to please the person under or above him, but never pleasing himself.

Y/n L/n was a local farmer in Texas, he always went to the farmer’s markets to sell his crops, berries, or cattle if he had any. He became quite popular around the town, yet no one knew if he had a partner.

His farm would make a lot of money selling his crops, making people think of him as a rich man. So people all over the state would try to win his hand in marriage but none would succeed.

He knew from the start why people were suddenly interested in him, yet he wanted to see if any actually loved him. None of them did, all of them asking about his money and farm, none of them asked about Y/n himself.

So everyday for a month he would reject countless requests for a relationship, until most people stopped trying and left him alone. He was grateful for it so he could tend to his crops, but he also wanted a partner.

He hated being alone as all he had was his cattle and radio to keep him busy, yet he still felt like something was missing. He wanted someone to love him, someone to take care of him, someone to take care of besides his work.

Yet as he tried to recall all his last dates with the countless people none of them struck a chord within him, but he still had hope. So for every weekend he would go into town and just walk around, greeting friends and new people. Looking for one person to strike that chord within him.

Javier also had the same plan as the farmer, going into town and greeting new people. Seeing a lot of his old one night stands as he did, but he tried to know them better but all they wanted was sex.

All they wanted was his body, not his personality, just his dick and ass. He hated it, he hated himself for it as well as that was all he ever did and never went for an emotional approach.

But after months of searching the two men met someone, the person who would fill the void they needed.

•••

“I’m going into town, be safe Oreo.” Y/n told his cow as he gave her water, she gave him a small moo before he left the stables. He washed himself off and changed before getting into his truck, the drive was always his favorite part.

The music always seemed better in the truck than in his home, probably because he was actually going somewhere besides the bed or living room.

When he made it into the town he parked his truck and left, locking the doors behind him. As he walked he gave waves to everyone, greeted friends and old neighbors as he did.

“Y/n!” His grandmother yelled and he smiled, he leaned down to give her a hug and she smiled. “Still looking for someone?” She asked and he nodded, standing back up.

“Yep, today feels different Gran, I’m just sure of it.” He told her and she nodded with a smile.

“Well I feel it too, now get out there and please bring me a cookie when you come back?” She asked and Y/n nodded before leaving, going further into town.

•••

Javier woke up with a feeling of determination today, which was odd for him as he usually feels sadness when he wakes up. He got changed before eating his breakfast, he was trying to think of why he felt good today.

But he couldn’t think of anything so he left it at that, going out into town for another search for love. As he did he saw new people, he tried to be friendly but they were not as friendly doing a small wave or nod.

As he kept going he heard a small commotion, he headed towards the crowd and saw two people. One was a woman who seemed to be dancing to the radio music, and the other was a man who was dancing with her.

“Pick up the pace Y/n!” She encouraged and the man laughed, looking down trying to follow her steps. The crowd cheered as they went, from what Javier could tell is that Y/n was a popular man.

He remembered hearing his name getting thrown around a couple months ago, something about money and people trying to date him. But his focus was thrown off when he saw Y/n falling towards him, he reached out and caught the man.

Their eyes both looked at each other, and they both felt a weird sensation within themselves. Javier felt like a flame inside of him igniting as he stared at the man in his arms, yet Y/n felt like a river became unblocked in his heart as he finally felt at ease.

After what felt like an eternity Y/n finally got himself up from Javier’s hold, the crowd stared at the two men before the woman stopped the music. “Thank you for coming to the show everyone!” She said and the crowd clapped, they slowly began to move away as the two were still standing in front of each other.

“Hey.” The woman tapped on Javier’s shoulder bringing him back to reality. “You mind running him to the infirmary, I think he twisted something.” She asked and he nodded.

As they walked together it was quiet, neither one of them would speak. Until they made it to the hospital, they had Javier go with Y/n into the examination room.

“Sorry about your leg.” Javier spoke up and Y/n did a small laugh.

“It’s fine really, I think I just tripped because I was mesmerized by you.” Y/n told the other man, his face became red and hid it in a magazine when the doctor came in.

•••

Ever since that day the two would always find each other, first starting off as friends with a little bit of romantic tension. Y/n would invite Javier to his stand at the farmer’s market.

“So how many cattle do you have?” Javier would ask Y/n, he would think before answering.

“Around 10 or 12, I love all of them very much.” He said selling some berries to a customer. “Now, if you don’t mind me asking what did you do before coming to this town?” He asked the other man who thought.

“Well, I can’t discuss it here but I was in a police force of some sort.” He told him and the man nodded, his interest was high but decided to not bother the man.

“Sounds very interesting, you want to hand out some samples?” Y/n asked and Javier would nod, getting out of his chair. The farmer would give him a basket filled with oranges, rubbing some sunscreen on his face before letting him go.

As he walked around he saw Y/n talking to a woman, he remembered her as the woman he was dancing with.

“So, how are you and mustache doing?” She asked and he laughed at the nickname. “What would you want me to call him?” She asked with a laugh and he shook his head with a smile.

“It’s a great name, but we’re doing well. I think I found the one Sam, but I don’t want to rush it and ruin it.” He told his friend and she nodded.

“Well I got a show to get too, have fun and tell him I said hi!” She said running out of the market. Javier then came over with an empty basket, setting it down on the table.

“Sam says hi.” He told him and he nodded with a smile.

“So that’s her name? I’ve been calling her dancer lady.” He joked and Y/n laughed.

“Yeah, her nickname for you was mustache.” He laughed and he gasped, before the two laughed.

“I mean it is my most defining characteristic.” Javier said, stroking his stache, making Y/n laugh.

•••

Soon they moved to the title of partners, but Javier couldn’t handle the slow pace anymore. The side of him he hated was starting to get the best of him, but Y/n was patient.

Javier had a raging boner in his pants, he wanted Y/n so bad but he couldn’t ruin all the progress he made with the farmer. He didn’t want him to think of Javier as a creep or something.

Yet Y/n knew about Javier’s history around town, people were trying to tell him that he was only going to sleep with him and leave him. But he didn’t care for that, he was here for Javier all of him.

“Javi I’m home!” He yelled and the man was in their shared bathroom, trying to hide his boner from him.

“Welcome back Y/n!” He yelled from the bathroom.

Y/n was suspicious but ignored it, already knowing what was happening. It has happened a few times already where Javi would lock himself in the bathroom for sometime, so he’s adjusted to it.

He made dinner for the two of them and waited for his partner to come down, it wasn’t long when he did. Y/n gave him a soft smile and a kiss before they ate dinner, he wanted to ask Javier why he wanted to hide his sexual side but waited for Javi to talk about it to him.

After they finished eating they sat down and watched a movie together, but Y/n felt something poking his leg. He lifted the blanket to see Javi’s boner hard at work, his partner put the blanket down and sighed.

“I’m sorry, it’s just second nature.” He explained to the farmer, he nodded and kept watching the movie slowly feeling the pressure fade away.

•••

Soon they both talked about Javier’s sex drive, Javier didn’t want it to affect the way Y/n sees him, but Y/n didn’t care because he loved the man he loved every side of Javier.

“So you’re fine with this?” Javier asked and Y/n nodded, just happy they were talking about it without Javier leaving randomly.

“Javi, I love everything about you, from your wonderful mustache, your beautiful smile, eyes, to your amazing personality. Nothing can make me not love you.” He told the man, taking his hand softly.

“Y/n.” He whispered and kissed the man intensely, Y/n being soft with Javi while the other man was touching all over his body like he would disappear. “I love you so much, por favor, no me dejes.” He whispered.

“No me iré, nunca.” Y/n responded and they kept kissing like their lives would end soon.

•••

It was only three years later when the two men got engaged to each other, it felt like their hearts were linked at first meet and they both knew that and were grateful for it.

Yet Javier had a longing inside of him, like he needed one more thing from Y/n before he could truly love him. Yet as much as he hated it, he needed Y/n to see everything.

So Javier planned a special day for them both, a dinner date on top of the farm’s hill where Y/n had first proposed. Then a movie inside the house before ending everything in the bedroom.

Y/n was tired after a whole day of tending to his farm, all he wanted to do was eat and sleep with his fiancé. Yet he saw Javier with a basket with food and drinks, he looked up and the cop smiled.

“I had a new plan for dinner tonight, is that fine amor?” Javier asked and Y/n nodded, he smiled and the two went out of the house and up to the hill.

When they made it up Javier set down the basket and sat down next to Y/n, getting out the food before getting the drinks. As they ate they watched the sunset, it was beautiful as it usually was.

Yet Y/n found something better than the sunset, and that was Javier. He doesn’t regret meeting the man, giving him a chance, and proposing to him on this hill. He watched his fiancé eat with a smile, the sunlight making him seem more ethereal than usual.

“Qué?” Javier asked Y/n, he didn’t say anything and looked away. Now he was embarrassed, feeling around his face for any crumbs but didn’t find anything. “Are you alright amor?” He asked and the farmer nodded, finishing his food.

“Yeah, it was just my fiancé looking like the most handsome man in the world.” Y/n responded and kissed Javier, it was a soft and tender kiss.

Javier sighed as Y/n pulled away, he held his face and smiled tracing his features softly. “Let’s go home, yeah?” He asked and his fiancé nodded, packing up the basket and leaving.

As they watched the movie Y/n leaned on Javier’s lap, slowly falling asleep as the movie went on. Javier wanted to keep his plan on schedule so, with some regret, he had to wake up Y/n.

He waited for the movie to finish before slightly shaking him, he groaned but woke up looking over to his fiancé. “Qué?” Y/n asked.

“I have one more plan for tonight, you think you could stay awake just a little longer?” Javier asked and the farmer nodded, yawing as he got up from Javier’s lap. He took his hand and led him to their room, inside soft music was playing from a record Javier bought for today.

“Aww, Javi.” He gushed and kissed Javier with a smile, the two smiled and fell on to the bed. The kiss became more heated as Javier slipped his hand into Y/n’s jeans, he gasped and moaned softly.

“I wanted you to see all of me, mi amor.” He whispered to him, rubbing his crotch while kissing all over his neck. Y/n now filled with lust and love flipped over Javier, switching positions.

“Then, let me devour all of you.” He said and kissed all over his body, taking off his shirt to get more access to his skin. Leaving marks wherever he could, his chest, shoulders, neck, arms, anywhere.

Y/n then removed Javier’s pants and began to suck on his thighs, enjoying the moans and whimpers from him. “Sí, mi amor, más.” He moaned and Y/n did. Taking off his and Javier’s underwear leaving them both naked, Javier’s hands wandering all over Y/n’s body as he did the same.

Y/n then reached over to Javier’s nightstand to pull out some lube, he put some on his fingers and looked to his fiancé. “Ready?” Y/n asked and Javier nodded, he lifted up his legs and put in two of his fingers.

“Oh shit.” He mumbled, feeling the cold liquid go inside of him. He hasn’t had sex in so long, he felt like a virgin again. He kept moaning and groaning as Y/n stretched his hole out, scissoring, curling, anything that would help his fiancé be more adjusted to him.

“Y/n, por favor.” Javier whimpered, feeling hot and bothered but ready to take him in. Y/n got a condom and put it on before lining himself up.

“Are you sure mi amor?” Y/n asked one more time, and Javier nodded, kissing him before slowly going into him. His breath hitched as he went in, slowly getting adjusted to Y/n’s size. “You’re doing so good, just a little more.” Y/n whispered to Javier.

It wasn’t much longer till Y/n was thrusting in and out of him, kissing him but also loving his moans and whimpers. Javier loved the way Y/n would hit the spot inside of him that would give him a jolt of pleasure.

Y/n kissed him softly besides his hard and fast thrusts into him, making Javier’s heart melt but also felt the knot in his stomach feel ready to break. “Y/n.” He whimpered and his fiancé nodded.

“Me too.” He whispered and with a few more thrusts they both came, Javier’s cum all over both of their chests and stomachs and Y/n pulled out and threw away the condom before laying down.

“You want to take a shower?” Javier asked, but Y/n was snoozing away. He smiled and held his fiancé close to him, finally feeling complete again.