#I NEED FODD

[itsalyxh0n3i]

if coffee make me have headache and sick, why so good in first 20 minutes?

[darcytaylor]

The Importance of Staying Grounded in Speculative Conversations

It’s that time again, where I’m writing what might be a thought-provoking post? Inspirational? Overbearing? I know most of you are probably tired of these by now, but hey, maybe there’s something worth considering in what I’m about to say. Or maybe not. Who’s to say?

So why am I writing this? Is it to convince you to agree with me? No, you don’t have to. Is it to share my personal take on what's going on? Nah, honestly, I don’t think my opinion matters that much. Do I have thoughts on what’s happening? Sure, but it’s not my place to tell anyone how to think or what to believe. But maybe I can offer a perspective on speculation and how people engage with it:

I’ve been reflecting on how people engage with speculation (shocking, I know! haha), especially in fandoms and even in other public spaces. People have this undeniable passion for what they believe to be true, and while that passion can be understandable - and even admirable at times - it can go a little overboard.

When I say, “I don’t actually know what’s going on because I don’t know the people involved,” I tend to get a couple of reactions: Some people see it the same way, some people get defensive, some people try to convince me to see things their way. But here’s the truth: I don’t know the people involved - and neither do you. None of us know the full story or what’s going on behind the scenes.

A lot of people will say, “But look at the evidence! It’s so obvious!” And here’s where I disagree: Without firsthand knowledge, we’re essentially trying to put together a puzzle with most of the pieces missing. And drawing conclusions from that? It’s risky at best - and misleading at worst.

What really gets to me, though, is the need some people have to stir the pot (and I guess this is the main reason I make posts like this). It seems like some people want to rile others up, making it appear like they know more or that their perspective is the only one that matters. Maybe it’s a way to feel validated or in control, but in the end, it doesn’t help anyone. It just adds noise and fuels unnecessary drama, which - can be harmful!!

When people get defensive about their views, I think I could be because they’re seeking reassurance. They want to feel like they’ve figured it out. But the truth is: none of us have all the answers. We’re all just outsiders looking in.

For me, staying grounded means accepting that I don’t have the full picture - and that’s okay. It means being open to the possibility that there could be many explanations for a situation and choosing not to rush to conclusions. This isn’t about being overly cautious or passive - it’s about showing respect. It’s about letting people live their lives without outsiders treating their guesses like hard facts.

I think if more people took this approach, fandom spaces and public discourse would be a lot less toxic. It became so toxic for me that at one point I had to step away, because of he vile anonymous asks I was getting. It’s entirely possible to have thoughtful, respectful conversations without falling into the “I’m right, and you’re wrong” trap. A little humility, and a lot more recognition that things are often more complicated than they seem, could really make a difference.

At the end of the day, none of us have all the answers -and that’s fine. What’s not fine is turning speculation into fact or stirring up drama when it isn’t necessary. So, can we be more mindful, respectful, and take a step back from the impulse to turn every guess into something?

If you see a take that isn't damaging, you don’t need to respond just because you don’t agree with it. You can let people have their own perspectives without degrading others. That said, I have no respect for speculation when it comes to matters that are too personal or just downright mean, especially when people try to act like it isn’t. Some things shouldn't be speculated on, and treating them as public fodder isn’t just disrespectful - it’s harmful.

Life’s complicated enough without us making it harder than it already is.

[unknownfaceless-ds9]

Tysess headcanons

(mentioned some or referenced some in my story, but still gonna keep them here)

I answered a question lately, in this post and got some more ideas, so I wrote some more and elaborated on some of them.

He's a soft lover:

 I'm sorry, but he is. As stubborn and stoic and stern he can be and has quick tempered he definetly will be, he melts around his s/o and will do anything for them. Anything. Either in the andorian way, or any other way, whatever is more comfortable for them.

 However duty is duty and duty comes first. He struggles a bit at first but he'll get the hang of it

On duty he tries to treat them as he does with everybody else, though there are those small subtle things like brief touch against the small of their back or fingers brushing against each other or just the smallest flick of his antennae…. You know what I mean

He is sometimes a bit hotheaded though he tries to keep it at bay, however he would never slash out on hi s/o. If he ever would, he would apologise profoundly and would feel guilty for weeks

He’s also a bit traditional. Not in the sense that he would enforce gender roles on his s/o, however he would do the classical things like, holding the door open, pay (if it’s a planet where he can) fort he fodd, ask for parents‘ permission for hand in marriage etc. etc.

(Though he would definetely declare ushaan if somebody, especially an andorian, disrespects his s/o. And he'll win)

Tysess trained himself to keep his antennae mostly still, because 1) it does confuse his coworkers and 2) he doesn’t like others knowing directly how he feels

He enjoys cooking:

He may not be a chef but cooking gives him the relaxation he needs after an exhausting day. And it's really good, like, Pike-level good.

In a relationship he would mostly likely be the one to cook. However, offer to cook with him and his heart is basically yours

In Starfleet academy he managed to somehow make a wonderful and mean meal from those tiny, weak student kitchens. Nobody knows why. However his entire floor tried to stay in his good grades

Speaking of Starfleet:

He prefered to keep to himself. He’s a bit of an introvert and is very good at pushing people away. Yet, as soon as you managed to befriend him, that man would die for you. Literally.

Like Picard for example was in the Science division before he switched to commando, I like to believe that Tysess was a security officer. I made a post about his stance in one frame and that just confirmed this with me. Along with another aspect, I’m gonna adress below. 

Tysess struggled to connect to his fellow students, especially since he was one oft he few andorians in the fleet. He made some friends, however that’s just mostly because they were stubborn and decided to befriend that grumpy, blue man

Tysess is a really good singer. If he hadn't joined Starfleet you maybe would've been able to see him on the andorian Broadway.

He was part oft he andorian military[or at least the equivalent o fit]:

I don’t know how military/ task force etc. works on Andoria, that’s not my expertise

However I’d like tot hink that he comes from a family that’s been working in the „army“ for generations.

Tysess knew, that both his sister and his brother did not want to be there, so he kind of sacrificed himself top lease his family. After he few years he realised however that he really didn’t like this life for himself, and, after getting his family’s support, he joined Starfleet

Still, those years left some marks on him (physically and psychologically)

He has a weird enemies-to-friends relationship with Noum. They don’t like each other at all (which is partly due tot he andorian/tellarite relationships) however if there’s gossip, those two bicker faster than you can say „Engage“

He's on the ace spectrum:

Though I depicted him more as sex-repulsed asexual in my story „Body Language“, I more likely headcanon him different. This just fit the story better

I think, Tysess is a demisexual, with a very low libido and sex drive, maybe mixed with a bit of graysexual?

Like, he only is capable to expirience sexual attraction towards people he has a close emotional connection to, but even then it’s rarely

He is not on the arospec, yet it is still difficult for him to fall in love. Mostly because of personal issues

[btw got the idea from the lovely @zierzim]

He was a crew member of the Voyager when she got lost

This actually started off as a joke and „crack idea“ however the more I thought about it, the more I liked it, so I’m keeping it.

I already gave my ideas about it on this post

That's it for now. Feel free to add something :)

[amive2567]

Ingredients: Shoto Todoroki x fem!Reader

Contains: confession, misscomunication, just fluff, fodd and eating (chocolate)

Type of order: hot chocolate (fluff), cupcake (oneshot)

Taglist:@loveing-eyes

Words: 1.722

A/n: Alright so in japan there are different types of chocolate you gift during valentine's day to different people. For this story I needed just two of them. So Tomo-Chocolate is for friends, and Honmei-Chocolate is for your s/o or your crush you want to confess to. (Knowledge based on internet research) Happy Valintine's day everyone <3

Shoto Todoroki hardly recalled his middle school days, all he knew was that he never got anything for Valentine's Day since the other students believed he was scary and cold-hearted. But if he did get something, it was always from one of his father's crazed fangirls. Some kids left love messages, but he didn't care about strangers who had just seen him once in the corridor. As a result, he always tossed them instantly away. 

The purpose of valentines day had been a mystery for him; overly cute couples made him uneasy and made him feel like he was missing out on something. Probably because his parents never showed anything but hate for each other in front of him. Therefore he had never seen romantic affection being displayed by loved ones in his surrounding. It was unusual to see parents taking a day off to spend time together while leaving their kids with some random babysitter. To sum it up, this whole concept of love made him uneasy and confused. 

He started to hate this day people only gained money from it or lost it because of this day depending on which side of the line you stood. Love was something different than just buying chocolate and hoping for your crush to return your feelings. Each valentines day, he just tried to ignore the uproar of the girls in his class, who were happy that the boy thanked them for their handmade Honmei chocolate, or Tomo chocolate. He never received any of these two. Shoto never tried nor made friends in middle school, he had to become the best of them all, so he didn't have time for such stupid relationships with other people. 

This way of thinking changed after he met you at U.A. You had always been so kind and understanding, even if he got angry at you because of his father. You never pressured him to become the greatest hero, and you never judged him for his issues. The patience you showed him was what had gotten to him. Since you always treated him with nothing but kindness, he opened his heart and started to be vulnerable around you. His platonic love for you grew into something more than just adoration, he started to feel deeper than this. He began to love you with every fiber of his being. His heart fluttered every time you looked at him and when you spoke it probably stopped for a minute. Your voice got him drooling. Todoroki's personality made him pretty blunt towards anybody, but when it came to his huge crush on you he got anxious to confess. But little did he know that you felt the same way.

You began preparing your confession months ago, and now it was just one day away, and you wanted to have everything ready for Valentine's Day. You didn't just want to confess with Honmei-Chocolate; you also wanted to give your buddies some good old Tomo-Chocolate. When everyone had fallen asleep, you began to arrange everything. You melted the chocolate, prepared the decoration, and tried not to scream out of fear during the procedure. After the chocolate had melted, you poured it into little heart-shaped silicon molds, decorated them, and stored them in the refrigerator. You started writing the short confession message as you waited for the little chocolate hearts. Even though it took you ten tries, you were satisfied with the result. 

On the next day, you got up extra early to collect the chocolate, before someone found the and ate them. The Honmei-Chocolate turned out perfectly. You put all your heart into the little treats, so it was only a relief that they turned out well. After you got ready and brushed your teeth you collected all your courage for the day, just like in the cheesy romance novels you hoped that your confession would work well. With dedication, you put the little chocolates into a special chocolate gift box, you got from the 100 yen store. You hoped that the little box protected the chocolates on your way to school, but before you could head off you had to put the note onto the box. You had nearly forgotten the most important thing. 

Since school started in half an hour, the school entrance was silent. Your knees shook as you placed the chocolate in Todoroki's shoe locker. Planty's other small chocolates were already there, and you despised all the other girls who thought the same thing. You couldn't help but believe that your proposal was ridiculous. You may have just told him, and this whole embarrassing chocolate thing wouldn't be necessary. With a deep breath, you closed the little door, now there was no turning back. 

"What are you doing at my locker? Were you so desperate to see me again?" Shoto's voice startled you and your cheeks turned crimson. "Oh, err, well I was just taking a look at how many valentine's gifts you've got. It's admiring. But I've gotta go now." You stuttered and almost ran away from him. What was he doing here so early? Your feet dragged you to the bathroom. You needed to hide before homeroom began. In an attempt to calm down, you splash water on your face, but it didn't work your cheeks were still red. "Damn it. Why do you make me feel this way?" you whispered into the empty bathroom.

In the meantime, SHoto tried to comprehend your words and your abrupt leave. He was more than confused by it. To be honest he just wanted to reverse the last lesson before school started. But did you mean with presents? He never got any presents, not for valentines day. Carefully he opened his locker and glanced inside. It was filled to the brim with chocolate. "What the hell?" he whispered. This amount made him uneasy, it wasn't the fact that he disliked chocolate, but seeing so much Honmei chocolate made it even worse. Gladly some Tomo-chocolate could still be found. Without caring who send the chocolate he shoved them inside his bag. He changed his shoes and walked to his classroom. 

He observed you walking into the classroom after him. Little water drops graced your lovely face. He tried not to stalk you by looking over the edge of his book, but he couldn't stop himself. Even though you were best buddies until class started, no one spoke. 

Shortly before class started Mina walked toward him and examined his bag. "Good morning Todoroki-kun, you must have gotten a lot of chocolate since so many girls at school have had a crush on you since the school festival." greeted Mina, ready to hear some gossip. He just looked at her expressionless and stated "These are just annoying fan girls. I don't care. I will just gift them to Fuyumi so she can make her student happy." "Wow, you're cold-hearted. These poor girls." she gasped and walked back to her seat. Todoroki just shrugged his shoulders and went back to his books.

You overheard the conversation and your heart shattered. Maybe he believed you were just like the other girls, who only liked him because of his money and looks. Even though you always showed him your true self and intentions. He was your best friend and your crush, but after this conversation, you second-guessed all of it. For the rest of the day you tried to ignore him, you joined the Bakusquad for lunch and even spared with Aoyama, just to avoid him. After the exhausting school day, you went straight to your dorm room and cried your heart out.

Shoto was there while also entering his room and sorting out all the chocolate he got. He made three different piles, one for Tomo-Chocolate, another for Honmei, and the third for the Honmei chocolate with notes. As placed the last box of chocolate on the pile a note slipped on his Tatami mat, your note to be exact. Annoyed he picked it up and instantly noticed your font. Without thinking any further he ripped the envelope open and read the little love letter. His neutral expression instantly changed into a loving smile. That's probably why you were ignoring him the whole day. His happy thoughts came to hold as he thought about his words earlier in the day. "These are just annoying fan girls. I don't care. I will just gift them to Fuyumi so she can make her student happy." He scolded himself. Why was he so incompetent with wording his thoughts and not thinking anything through? You stood by his locker, obviously nervous and after talking to Mina you seemed so sad the whole day. "Damn, I fucked up. Once again," he whispered and put down the note. He instantly searched for your chocolate and admired it, he carefully opened the wonderfully wrapped package and tried one of your delicately produced chocolate. It was the best thing he had ever eaten. If he hadn't been in love with you already he would have been now. He still couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that you were in love with him. 

He needed to fix his wrong immediately. In some sort of adrenaline rush, he almost sprinted toward your room. No one answered as he knocked, and even though his morality compass disagreed, he opened the door. 

You were crying into your pillow, and his heart ached. "Y/n? What's wrong?" he asked gently, trying not to startle you. He was sure that your tears were his doing. "Oh hey, Shoto, I just got a fluff inside my eye, nothing to worry about." You fastly wiped away your tears and wore a fake smile. "I know why. I am so sorry I said this thing to Mina. You're not one of my fangirls. I should have thought my words more through." he rambled. Your fake smile turned into a real one. "It's alright.." he interrupted you mid-sentence. "I read your note and tried your wonderful chocolate. I want you to know that I feel the same way. I never wanted to hurt your feelings." It was his turn now to be started. He never thought that someone would gift him something seriously for Valentine's day, but since you have been in his life, he knew that he found someone who loved him. 

[sugarfluffandallthatgoodstuff]

HMBAU Chapter 1: Spring Band Camp

this is part of my haikyuu marching band AU (acronym HMBAU) and the rest of it is on AO3, but I’m just gonna publish it here too. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Spring Band Camp

“1ST, 2ND AND 3RD YEARS WELCOME BACK TO ANOTHER GREAT BAND CAMP!!” our head Drum Major Daichi said to us through the megaphone  and I guess decided to speak to us normally (finally)

“For you 1st years who may not know, my name is Daichi Sawamura. I'm a 3rd year and  our band’s head drum major. Standing beside me are my fellow drum majors 3rd years Shinsuke Kita and Kiyoko Shimizu as well as 2nd year Keiji Akaashi. Now may all section leaders and captains step forward so you can introduce yourselves”

Wow. Why didn’t someone have Daichi do the talking last year?!? I remember being bored as piss when our head drum major last year took forever with his speech and made it all sappy and shit.

And oddly Kyotani was the first to step up (probably just wanted to get it over with tbh)

“Kentaro Kyotani snare section leader” “Kozume Kenma Bari Sax section leader” and kenma didn’t even look up from his psp while doing this. 

“Tetsuro Kuroo, tuba section leader”, “Kotaro Bokuto, assistant tuba section leader”, “Wakatoshi Ushijima, trumpet section leader”, “Satori Tendou tenor sax section leader ;)”, “Osamu Miya, flute section leader”

Right after Osamu introduced himself stupid Atsumu had to lose any shred of chill he had and just scream:

“ATSUMU FUCKING MIYA BEST ASSISTANT TRUMPET SECTION LEADER AND MIYA TWIN”

Only for Iwaizumi to step in and hit the bastard in the back of the head

“Iwaizumi Hajime, brass captain”

Honestly after iwaizumi introduced himself I kinda may have gotten distracted by his sleeveless arms and how awesome his handling of the idiot blond was and missed like more than half of the section leader intros untill:

“Tooru Oikawa, woodwind captain. Feel free to ask me for help anytime”

And he was looking straight at me 

Apparently Oikawa was the last one to introduce himself because Daichi immediately started talking again

“Alrighty I know that kind of took a while because there are a lot of us leaders, but I want everyone to have a good first rehearsal!”

And then I heard Suga yell “Alrighty flutes make a circle! We’re going to introduce ourselves to each other! Akaashi, would you like to join us?”

“Sure” 

“Great! This is how we’re going to do it: first and last name, what year you are, what’s your birthday, your favorite food, your favorite color, a hobby or yours, and a fun fact about yourself! After we go we’ll point to someone or say their name. I’ll start. Koshi Sugawara, I’m a 3rd year, December 31st, super spicy maro tofu, black and orange, volleyball, and I am aspiring to be an elementary teacher! I pick Osamu next!”

“Osamu Miya, 2nd year, October 16th, black and white, onigiri, cooking, and I have an idiot twin brother named atsumu. I pick Akaashi next”

Are all the leaders just picking on each other today?!

“Keiji Akaashi, 2nd year,December 5th , nanohana with karashi, blue and gold, drawing/writing, and I’m fluent in 4 languages. I choose Oikawa to go next”

“Hi there! My name is Tooru Oikawa, I’m a 3rd year, my birthday is July 20th, my favorite fodd is milkbread, my favorite colors are white and teal, I love playing volleyball, and a fun fact about myself is I actually am the starting setter for our school’s volleyball team! Hmm…maybe I shoukd pick one of you shy girls how abooouuut…Y/N!”

I froze

“Uh m-maybe n-not m-me I-I’m not that interesting”

I looked over at Osamu to help me out a bit but he betrayed me and said “come on Y/N everyone’s gotta do it, and besides you aren’t gonna get away from it this year. I know you are shy but you need to come out of your shell a bit”

“F-fine you win. I’ll try” and I not liking this shit spoke even softer than before: “My n-name is Y/N L/N, I’m a 2nd year, my-”

And Suga cut in with “I’m sorry for interrupting you Y/N but I’m having a really hard time hearing you, can you please speak up a little?”

“Uh s-sure.” I took in a deep breath and started again

“My name is Y/N L/N, I’m a 2nd year, my birthdays on April 7th,my favorite food is F/F, my favorite colors are aqua, dark heliotrope, and black, so basically all the colors from the aurora borealis, I d-don’t r-really have any hobbies, and I’m not that interesting of a person so I don’t have any fun facts I’m sorry”

All the 2nd and 3rd years were shocked because this was the most they’ve ever heard me say. And Suga basically being the mom of the section decided to say more about me because apparently he wasn’t satisfied with my answers

“What our dear Y/N forgot to mention was that she's captain of the dance team, top of her class, in our school’s top choir, and most impressive of all is she knows 9 languages fluently! And despite being so reclusive she’s very very sweet and loves helping people” he smiled softly at me knowing what he just did

He just focused everyone’s attention onto me 

I looked around frantically for who could take the attention off of me and I caught the eye of Daishou’s ex-girlfriend Mika and blurted out “U-uh M-Mika-san a-are you ok with going next?”

“Sure! I don’t mind! Honestly thought I would never get picked this early so thank you!” she smiled at me and began her schpeal and I couldn’t be more grateful 

What I hadn’t noticed was I had stood up and ran to the bathroom without saying anything

Hopefully Oikawa wasn’t gonna do a surprise jug check today

And then another thought hit me 

The flute leaders and a drum major now knew my birthday

Oh fuck

LE TIMEYSKIIIIIP

Fuck it was cold out here and it was already 10 in the morning

But hey we’ll all get hot quickly despite it being 56° outside 

“Alrighty everyone one lap around the field!”

And with that we were off for the first lap of spring band camp

[thelreads]

Since it seems that we've run dry on out-of-context fun facts about our favorite franchises, I feel the need to spread some more: Yu-Gi-Oh has some very wacky archetypes, but my favorite ones are Suship (Sushi Restruant/Warships combination where you do things like present your opponent with fodd options and have them pay a bill in Life Points) and Kozmo, the Wizard of Oz/Star Wars crossover we never knew we needed (look up Kozmoll Dark Lady for an example)

No mention of the dragonmaid archetype? I have a reader here on the blog that is a big fan of it lol

[sunghanne]

Ok so i have a question that I’m not sure you’re gona answer to….but is there a love story in your street racer fic? Is the reader gona be with one of the members or is it still in the dark and as the story goes you will throw hints at who is it? Because idk i read the 3rd part first (don’t ask me why idek💀) so I’m confused I thought heesung was the love interest so it annoyed me when that other girl appeared but as i read the other parts I realized it’s not just about him? Maybe all of the members will have their own interest!

Anyways i love the story so far it’s so good…i love the chemistry between the members and reader it’s so cute🥰☺️

☆ oh my fodd my first question tysm for asking!

the star-racer series is currently an ot7 enhypen x reader fic with no romantic feelings involved. at the moment, the reader is quite conflicted with her feelings after her and heeseung share a kiss before his disappearance. although, i was going to link this towards their friendship growth & with the other members as rhe story progresses like maybe some change isn't always good.

the unnamed girl from the dry cleaners does not pose as a major character currently which makes me question whether you guys want her to or not.

i'm really happy to hear that you enjoy the chemistry between y/n and the boys! it's not my intention to make y/n some 'damsel distress' that needs protecting from sleazy guys. y/n actually protects and heals the other men in her own little ways. 🥰

i'm very open to feedback and plots you want added into the story such as love interests for all members, or one member who actually ends up with y/n.

allow me to make a poll so we can vote!!

thank u very much for your question anon! don't be a stranger 💗🚘

[hellowallflowerfriend]

Crying Crying never did nobody no good, no how

That's why I don't cry That's why I don't cry ("Crying, Laughing, Loving, Lying," Siffre, The Holdovers)

We just recovered from an incredible amount of snowfall! I walked in the sparkling, whispering solitude the day it came down heavy and felt the joy of a child again. I had made a snow angel earlier in the day with friends, and I ended the evening walking through the snow with my partner to the only open restaurant near us, its lights glowing softly in the sifting, luxurious, unquiet silence.

As the snow days progressed, I found myself thinking and reflecting a lot. I thought of who I am, what I am, and why I am. I was happy to reconnect with a dear friend. He recommended a movie to me called, The Holdovers, stating that it was perfect for the snowy weather, a wholesome movie, and similar to, Dead Poets Society.

I knew it would help me to watch this movie that is inspiring about teaching; I had been previously able to be "re-inspired," in my path in life by watching Dead Poets Society and Freedom Writers.

Well, I just finished watching the movie, The Holdovers, and I am feeling a lot of emotions. The movie takes place at in the '70's at Barton, a fictional private boarding school for all boys. After watching, I am feeling sorrow, joy, inspiration, trepidation, and a sense of being seen.

I am realizing that I have felt stagnant, uninspired, "squished," controlled, and like a bird with clipped wings in my current path for a while now.

One protagonist of the movie, history teacher, Mr. Hunman, exhibits in the movie the sense of truth, morality, and perseverance that I think all of us who are, "called," or driven, to teach hope to exhibit. The movie has a motif of truth vs. untruth woven throughout, and it also does an incredible job of demonstrating the dichotomy of the privileged educator and the, "blue collar," educator, as well as the privileged vs. the unprivileged student. Mr. Hunman even says to his well-to-do student, '"You know, Mr. Kountze, for most people, life is like a henhouse ladder. Sh*tty and short. Maybe someday, you . . . will appreciate that. If you don't, I feel sorry for you. And we will have failed to do our jobs."

Mr. Hunman's friend, Mary Lamb, the (black) kitchen manager is quick to point out that having more doesn't always mean *having more.* This is especially admirable for her to point out, as she just lost her son in war as he attempted to serve his country in pursuit of his college degree. She also still points this out to Mr. Hunman as she is well aware that her son would never see her son attending the, (all-white) "prestigious," school of Barton.

From Angus Tully's perspective, (Mr. Hunman's student,) we are able to understand that having means does not always mean having, "it all." There is a brief scene where Angus' mother sends him a generic greeting card full of cash on Christmas rather than spending time with her son.

Paul Hunman: The world doesn't make sense anymore. I mean, it's on fire. The rich don't give a s**. Poor kids are cannon fodder. Integrity is a punch line. Trust is a name on a bank.

Miss Lydia Crane: Well, look, if that's all true, then now is when they most need someone like you.

I think watching this movie has helped me to reunite with the integrity of what I think a teacher is, and would ideally be. I have had my voice squashed, my creativity stifled, and I have been in an environment where I have felt controlled and small for a while now.

I know that my heart is called to teach with integrity, transparency, openness, and truth. I will not give up on this pursuit, as drained as a feel. I will continue to follow my heart on my path, to find where I am inspired, and to remember that integrity is not a punch line. I will keep showing up, and even if I made more as a waitress, I will give a few years more as a teacher. I will keep being inspired by the integrity in my heart.

I will not cry about this. I refuse to be cannon fodder.

[hiddendragontavern]

Within 10 minutes of it rolling in, I asked "Why is this ogg fodd so bright?"

I heard it immediately and knew I needed sleep. Send punches!

[hikarinokusari]

It’s 2020 and I’m growing sicker and sicker of DRG pseudo ”jokes”. Be a dragoon, do you job extroardinary, die ONCE ad you’ll get those omg unwanted crap. Lol tanking the floor, that’s your job lololol. Lol drg died again. Lol not wasting MP on you again. ( that’s the first time you died but ok,  you’re a dragoon, you know how that works. ) Okay.  You want job jokes that are actual and unfortunately not funny either ? - Heals, dying on an esuna-ble DOOM. Permanently. Or heals having full MP and shouting in the chat to their coheal : why didn’t you heal me. That’s alway a good one. ( CT raids nowadays are fun on my data server. I swear. ) - Tanks putting the cleave toward the team like lolol ( but you know, those never have the time to play but queue anyway so lolol don’t have time to think lolol )  - BLM being able to tp to a mate and tp back that don’t. Constantly. - BLM being able to dodge the aoe AND stay in their lines, because the buff applies even if you’re not in the middle of the circle and just touching the edges of it.  - RDM, being played by stoooopid because it deals damages being in a safe spot. But they somehow manage to stay in the aoes while RDM is mobile af. I don’t get it ? - MNK having a dmg reducing pose, never activating it, while if they did they’d have survived.  - RDM telling you with their full PM that they can’t raise you because the 60s cd of swiftcast is not over.  - Healers not knowing the Invuln of DRK when they survive a mortal attack is deadly if they ain’t full healed.  - GNB that never activates their defensive cd, packs the more they can, activating bolide, seeing perfectly the heals has no mana, already used lucid dream, and their cd on the previous hellish packs.  - Machinists, Bards and Dancer, litteraly any ranged pulling the mobs and running the further from the tank they can, and thus dying. That’s a constant one. - High-level melee, in EX trials, running far from the dragoon eye dmg buff, prefering to stay in a aoe and die than dealing more damages. - Healer, DPS, not knowing they have a 6sec invuln before any skills is cast on them or by them. Dying because they could not wait 1sec before hitting the boss. ( Always fun to see them dying asap and see the 2400 PM wasted on them. ) Shall I continue the list :D ?  But Yeah. Keep blaming the DRG who have to remember which attack from which boss works with the “ step on the floor is your last position for the game “ and which mechs don’t work with this logic ( animation bs works, not the last place you landed on ) with their jumps. Blame a melee job who has to be constantly aware of everything ( close combat you know, that’s the real difficulty while ranged is ... you can not bother of half the mechs of the boss everytime and stay safe without moving your feet ever).  It’s easier to blame the drg to die once in a lifetime because of one mistake while all the team is doing nonsense and the drg was litteraly carrying the dps while the others were dead.   And the said-dragoon was healing himself with second breath and his cd for having life.  Yeah. Funny DRG jokes, loving to hear them as a DRG main when I die once. Once. In 10 hours of playing without a break.  I die once, I get stupid jokes. So I just answer with a smile or not at all.  They die because of their own silliness ? They still get rep point.    Change your job jokes. Especially when they’re litteraly not fun or does not work for the player in this case. Especially when you’re the one dying too much on simple mechs. Or when you could have just cast esuna ( a cryptid ) to save yourself.  

[ioantalfryn]

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Munud i Feddwl Mehefin 7fed 2022

Un o fy hoff gerddi yn y Gymraeg ydy I’m Hynafiaid gan T.H. Parry-Williams. Yn yr hanner cyntaf mae’r bardd yn rhestru’r holl bethau na chafodd gan ei hynafiaid ond yn cyfaddef, er gwaethaf hynny “Nid wyf yn dyheu am odid ddim”.  Yna, yn yr ail hanner, mae’n gwrthddweud ei hun yn llwyr, yn rhestru’r holl drysorau a etifeddodd ganddyn nhw ac yn cloi’r gerdd trwy ddatgan “A dyna paham, gan gymaint a roed im / Nad wyf yn dyheu am odid ddim”.

Mae seicolegwyr bellach yn cyferbynnu’r gwahaniaeth rhwng pethau dyn ni’n dyheu amdanyn nhw a phethau sy’n angenrheidiol i ni – wants and needs – chwedl y Sais.  

Mae cael digon o fwyd a diod, rhywle diogel i fyw, dŵr glân ac awyr iach, iechyd corfforol a meddyliol, cysylltiadau gydag eraill a rhyddid rhag gormes a thrais yn angenrheidiol ar gyfer ein lles cyffredinol.  Dydy llwyddo i feddu ar y datganiad ffasiwn diweddaraf, ymgyfoethogi tu hwnt i bob rheswm neu ddod yn berchen ar ail neu drydydd cartref, fodd bynnag, ddim yn diwallu unrhyw angen biolegol sylfaenol, er ei fod yn meithrin prynedigaeth ac yn cadw olwynion cyfalafiaeth fodern i droi.  

Yn ôl Bwdistiaid y broses yma o ddyheu diddiwedd sy’n gyfrifol am angst dirfodol y ddynolryw, yn enwedig dyheu am ryw hanfod digyfnewid, parhaol i fywyd sy’n amhosib ei gael.   I aralleirio cefnder Parry-Williams - Digwyddwn, darfyddwn, megis sêr gwib.  

Yn ôl Bwdistiaid mae diwallu ein hanghenion go iawn ni ac eraill yn beth iachus a chanmoladwy i’w wneud ond mae ceisio diwallu dyheadau di-ball yr hunan rhithiol, byrhoedlog mor wrth-gynhyrchiol ag yfed dŵr a halen i geisio torri syched.  Nod y prosiect Bwdistaidd ydy helpu pobl i ymddihatru o’r arfer hwnnw fel eu bod hwythau wedyn yn medru dweud, fel T.H. Parry -Williams,  Nid wyf yn dyheu am odid ddim

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[wilburnzw1448-blog]

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[meddwlyngymraeg]

Welsh, like a few other languages, makes a distinction between loving a thing or activity, and loving a person.

The latter is easy.

caru (rhywun) -> to love (someone) Dw i'n dy garu di!

To express love towards things, we need a new turn of phrase.

bodd(au) -> liking (noun)

From BBC Bitesize:

One idiom that could prove very useful is:

Dw i wrth fy modd... – I love…/I really enjoy...

Dw i wrth fy modd gyda... (used with a noun or pronoun) eg: Dw i wrth fy modd gyda’r rhaglen. I love the programme.

Dw i wrth fy modd yn... (used with a verb) eg: Dw i wrth fy modd yn siarad â ffrindiau dros y we. I love talking to friends over the web.

However, if you are referring to someone else, you will have to make certain changes, depending on who you’re talking about:

Dw i wrth fy modd... – I really enjoy...

Rwyt ti wrth dy fodd... – You really enjoy...

Mae e/o/Tom wrth ei fodd... – He/Tom really enjoys...

Mae hi/Emily wrth ei bodd... – She/Emily really enjoys...

Rydyn ni wrth ein bodd... – We really enjoy...

Rydych chi wrth eich bodd... – You really enjoy...

Maen nhw wrth eu bodd... – They really enjoy...

Mae’r plant wrth eu bodd... – The children really enjoy...

[fire-emblem-supports]

*hurls Matthew #10, earned with Training Tower orbs, into the abyss he calls home* I JUST WANT MY KITTY SISTER

I just finally got Kagero while trying for Catkura and I’m not sure if I’m angry or elated…

[pocket-elf]

@sopranokirstin tagged me in this, thinking it would be more procrastination fodde. Hah, joke’s on your I haven’t even gotten up yet and it’s 8am on a Saturday and I honestly don’t know why I’m awake. Okay fine it’s procrastination for making breakfast and actually start my day but I was planning to sleep til 10 so whatever XD

Nicknames: online it’s Pocki which sticks with friend sI made online, and a few of my high school friends (where it all started). My pre-HS friends call me Becki usually. It’s also what’s written on my work shirts now cause my closest colleague is also named Rebecka and our last names start with the same letter. However after we had ordered my clothes we realised that R2 is better and I’m still gonna try to make that stick (I literally became Rebecka 2, cause people would come up to us, cause yes by closest colleague I mean we work with the exact same thing and tend to be in the same place, going “Rebecka, I have a question/message/etc” and we both go “Yes?” so it became 1 and 2, and then I shortened that to R2 when writing it on lists and the weekly board and stuff, and THEN we realised it’s like R2D2, and now Hampus really needs to print an Artoo model for me before he leaves. He did BB8 for me before we realised this.)

Gender: cis woman

⭐ sign: cancer and I don’t care

Height: 163 cm which according to my converter is 5.3 feet or 5′4′’

Sexuality: somewhere on the ace spectrum, and tbh probably not all there for the romance side either? But definitely not full on aro. I also like ladies and have a lady so to make everything easy I tend to be a “stupid gay” sometimes, but that’s not really true cause I would be open to boys too maybe? I don’t even know and it doesn’t matter cause @softestofbrooms.

Where I see myself in ten years: I don’t? Wait no that sounds like I don’t think I’ll be alive (but tbh who knows the way the world is going). I just mean that I’m not good at thinking that far ahead. I hope that in 10 years I’m married and living with my wife somewhere. And that I have a job I like and that isn’t temporary.

Hogwarts: ravenclaw, with a dash of hufflepuff

If I could be anywhere rn: in the arms of @softestofbrooms on vacation somewhere nice

Favorite animal: weird ones

Coolest Halloween costume: I don’t do Halloween really, but a few years ago my friend had a party and I dressed up as a sexy Log Lady from Twin Peaks which was fun xD

Average hours of sleep: maybe six, + a nap

Ever been to Vegas: no, not really caring to but tbh it probably will happen eventually

Number of blankets I sleep with: one duvet, year around. But when it’s too hot I just have a sheet covering me instead

Dream job: ALL THE BONES

When I made this account: uuuh, I wanna say like september 2011 or something

Why I made this account: because tumblr seemed like the place to be

Followers: 518 (and I just removed a few porn ones) Which I must say is decent for a personal account that is a giant mess

I’m not gonna tag anyone. Except @softestofbrooms cause you’re getting tagged in everything out of principle now. HAH ARE YOU REGRETTING ME YET

[chuyenvienmatrixfield]

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