#I've tried most of everything I think... but there may be some things ive missed so thanks for the suggestion anyway :^)

[phagodyke]

At risk of giving potentially useless advice—caffeine pills have been a gamechanger for my period cramps if they have those where you are

ah thanks, caffeine actually makes cramps worse for me 😅 but glad it works for u!

[shannendoherty-fans]

December, 1993 - Magazine clipping

SHANNEN DOHERTY

The unpredictable Beverly Hills, 90210 star took a riveting walk—make that a breathless sprint—on the wild side

That tittering you hear is from Santa's workshop, where oneof the elves has laid his hands on a printout of the naughty list and is sharing it with his coworkers. “The Fat Guy has Shannen Doherty down for a couple lumps o' coal,” he giggles. The other elves nod knowingly.

Surely this comes as no surprise to those of us who follow such things, nor, perhaps, to Doherty herself. Shannen, already known for feuding with her 90210 costars and for late-night partying at L.A. clubs, slam-danced her way through '93 with a recklessness usually associated with self-destructive politicians and Shakespeare’s characters but certainly not with 22-year-old actresses who play teenagers on TV. Why our fascination? Probably because Shannen’s TV character, Brenda Walsh, is so normal compared with her hell-bent portrayer

Whatever the reasons, you couldn't miss the hydra-headlines. Cosmetics heir Dean Factor, Shannen’s ex-fiancé, claims that during their engagement last spring, Shannen tried to run him over with her car, menaced him with a gun and threatened to hire thugs to beat him up and sodomize him. He filed for a protection order, but they settled out of court. That brief if tumultuous relationship gave way to a short but action-packed fling with Judd Nelson.

She also wrote $31,628.16 in bad cheeks and owed $14,000in back rent. Then in September—hell's bells! —she impulsively married George Hamilton's 19-year-old son, Ashley, an acquaintance of a few weeks and recentIy out of drug rehab. It was days before her publicist was able to confirm that Shannen, who celebrated her impromptu nuptials in the backyard of her Santa Monica Mountain home, actually had married, license and all.

Then she went on Saturday Night Live and, in mock wedding video, pushed Ashley into the cake.

Anyone at this point care to venture an explation? (1) Carol Potter, Shannen’ TV mom: “She has knack for keeping her face out there, for being just outrageous enough.” (2) A former pal: “She gets this power surge going where she feels she can do aything to anyone at any time and get away with it.” (3) New mother-in-law Alana Stewart: “She's so high-profile, everything gets blown out of proportion. I like her, She's spunky.” (4) Chicago Realtor Chris Foufas, who preceded Factor as her fiancé: “Shannen wants anormal life, to love and be loved, to ive happily ever after. She just doesn’t know how to get it.”

Let's hope she finds some answers in '94. But Santa, keep the coal coming anyway. On or off the small screen, Shannen is at her most entertaining when she’s naughty.

(I had this file saved as December 27, 1993, People magazine, but People magazine were in black and white back then so I don't think it is. Also it talks about Santa Claus' elves so I think it may was published before December 24?)

***

This is the last 1993 magazine/article that I have (in English). I've tried to put only the ones that are not tabloids. The ones that Shannen herself, her dad, or close people like her ex Chris Foufas talked to. Still, as you can see, they write such lines as the last one. You can clearly see the press needed their "bad/lost girl" after Drew Barrymore got sober, and chose Shannen because she was strong and confident. I just want that everyone reads them and thinks what this can do to a 20/22-year-old person. Luckily they didn't break her although they almost did. Still, they did it with Lindsay Lohan, Miley Cyrus, Rose McGowan, etc. Shame on them! Shame on the tabloids, and the old-white-men dominating Holywood establishment!

[animalinvestigator]

hello coda!!!! ur digimon posting is making me want to get into it but i am suddenly overwhelmed by the watch order lists theres so much digimons to be watchedt !!!!! what did u watch/play first what do u recommend....anyway keep doing ur thing safety!! love and light !!!

Hello anonymous. Sure thing, i can give you some reccomendations, BUT please know that i am a relative digimon n00b myself, so this may or may not be good advice, but this is what i've learned and maybe it will help.

in terms of digimon youre not missing much if you either choose to only watch the anime or only play the games -- one or the other doesnt really rely on information for the others, so if you want to watch the anime the games are optional and vice versa. they're fun tho.

for anime here is the situation: digimon adventure and digimon adventure 02 are one continuity, and then all subsequent seasons exist in different universes with different rules.

which season i reccomend you watch first depends on what you are looking for in a show to begin with. Adventure is the first season, and generally the one that most people will reccomend you start with. However adventure is very much a purely saturday morning cartoons type show, with a pretty consistent monster of the week formula, weak characters and not the strongest story -- it's really fun, but personally, i really value compelling consistent character writing above pretty much anything else in a show, so as im watching it i get the sense that if i had started htere, i would have stopped 15 episodes in and never watched another digiman again.

i started with digimon tamers (the third season, and first in a new continuity), which is much more character driven + more emphasis on narrative, and if that's what you value like i do, i really reccomend you start there. its really a fun and compelling show. and, since it stands on its own, you don't really need to know the "rules" of digimon very well, or be familiar with any other media in the series to watch it. (BTdubs the rules of digimon change slightly in every continuity so keep on your toes)

ONE more thing i will add before i start listing the orders i reccomend, is that you should really watch the first ever movie before you watch digimon adventure, it is required reading before you watch digimon adventure. You could watch it before tamers too, if you want. its extremely good so you should really just watch it whenevr yoyu want. But make sure to watch it before digimon adventure because digimon adventure takes place in that timeline. and i cannot stress enough that it is insanely good.

SO. FOR the shows, here are my reccomended orders:

If you prefer monster-of-the-week, fun goofy over-the-top 90s shounen played completely straight:

Digimon adventure (the 1999 movie) -> digimon adventure (the 1999 show) -> digimon advnetuer 02 (unvetted i havent gotten this far) -> tamers and continue on chronologically

IF you prefer more character driven, subversion and narrative driven writing:

digimon tamers -> Digimon adventure (the 1999 movie) -> digimon adventure the 1999 show -> digimon adventure 02 and so on and so forth.

Keep in mind as of right now ive only watched tamers and adventure -- everything else is just me filling in the blanks with the knowledge ive gained from my intent research : )

Im unfamiliar with where the 2020 digimon adventure reboot and the tri shows fall on this list but since the reviews ive seen of adventure 2020 are generally unfavorable and tri is like a continuation of the original adventure (I fucking think dont quote me i havetn messed with tri) you should just ignore those for now.

as for the games generally people reccomend digimon world for the psx or one of the more recent installments in the digimon story continuity like cyber sleuth. i've played both and they're great places to start! cyber sleuth can be a slog and digimon world is very obtuse but they're very fun if youre persistent.

OK hope that helps!!! Sorry i talked a lot ^-^

[iknowicanbutwhy]

Heads up we got an

Adult Hikikomori Sunny AU

I've been waiting to find an AU after the neutral end of the Hikikomori route for a while. What happened to Sunny? How did his life go on after that? Did he go to college? Did he get a fulltime job? Did he figure out what he wants in life?

these are all very good questions because literally anything could be the case. So this AU is just gonna be stuck in a hospital setting for a while.

Here's what I got so far:

Past:

Hospital Psychiatrist (practicing? Training?) Doctor Hero

I imagine after Basil's death, Hero would (eventually) turn to learning how to identify and help people with suicidal tendencies, if he's gonna be a doctor anyway.

In a choice between psychologist and psychiatrist, Hero went psychiatrist. Hero's parents would pressure him into getting a more lucrative job. PLUS psychiatrists go to college for 8 years, then take four more of psychiatry residency. Hero might feel just a little more accomplished, just a little better about himself for earning a higher degree, just to reassure himself that he's working hard and doing his best towards helping people.

Hero did extra studying in psychotherapy. He tried doing it at the same time as he did medical college. He's not.. the best at it because of that, for several reasons, but he knows it's better to combine medicine and conversation. When he has his head on straight, he can manage it.

I have.. no idea whether to put Hero into practice or residency. He'd have to be at least around.. 31, if he were in practice. That's a long time to have unresolved trauma. That's a nice hunk of research i gotta do.

That's it that's all for Hero. His goals are set in the present and focused around other people, as per usual.

Sunny is... not doing so well. He lied about going to college when he moved into some hole far away from his mother. He has no reason to get up in the morning when he can just lie around. He doesn't enjoy whatever hobbies he used to have.

He doesn't even know Basil is gone and he's so bad off.

He's honestly convinced himself that he doesn't care about anything. He still cares about people, however. He'd have stayed with his mom and burdened her with himself if he didn't. When they had moved from Faraway, it was to a cheaper, smaller place. That meant Sunny's mom didn't have to work so much. That meant more time with Sunny. He decided it was.. preferable not to stay.

The only times he does anything is when he tries to remember the past and relearn the person he used to be. What did he do? What did he like? He'd play games, and read comics, and would get frustrated? move on to something else when those did nothing for him, searching for.. some feeling to occur. And then he'd question why, why, why.

Why can't he enjoy anything? Why does he want to feel enjoyment? Why can't he just do something and be happy? Why can't he just do nothing and be fine? Why does he need to exist? Why does he want to move? Why does he want, but can never have, can never get by himself?

If there's nothing he can do, then what is he waiting for?

Vague memories would become clearer with introspection, until he would feel something, finally. An old guilt aching from deep inside his bones. A haunting self hatred, ripping away whatever minuscule strength his limbs had to try anything fun. A sense of iron resignation blanketing and anchoring his body, reminding him that it's much too late to try getting up now. Ironically, apathy got him up in the morning, as much as it keeps him from enjoying anything enough to stay up.

He was always a little too thin, but he used to force himself to do things like eat and work enough to survive. Mostly because to sleep means to not have headaches, and to not have headaches means to eat well enough, and to eat well enough means to have food, and to have food means to have money from a job.

But it's not as if he was all too desperate to sleep, anyway. His dreams have stayed the same for years. They're more eventful and colorful than bland reality, but it's a mix of the same thing every day. Staring at the swirling kaleidoscope of his dreams is exactly like observing the same beige ceiling for hours on end, until it all mixes together into the same shade of empty grey.

It probably doesn't help Sunny's mood that he thinks dramatic things like the previous point, just to pass time.

He only got worse once he was forced to move into one of those really bad apartments. You know the ones, with the rusted metal stairs nobody wants to risk their life on, and practically no privacy with four-to-five thin-walled neighboring rooms, and bad heating in one corner of the apartment. But it was cheap. Too bad he had to go up and down the stairs all the time.

He didn't have a problem with them when he just moved in. Generally, the most he notices is starting at the top, teleporting to the bottom, and a slight shaking of his hands that he barely glances at with empty curiosity.

As it is, some part of him knew this was going to happen. That he'd have one of those terribly introspective weeks, when he just so happens to have his new job with a boss ready to fire him and his sullen face and poor (somehow complete neutrality is offensive) attitude. He's emotionally vulnerable, and the memories on top of the stairs are devastating.

A week goes by. He's fired. He doesn't look for another job. He hasn't gone for groceries in a while. He's exhausted.

He was waiting for death, he guesses. He still wants, still feels that urge in the buzzing of his fingertips, the ghost of movement from his limbs, the phantom shiver in his back - the intent of every muscle in his body one after the other pleading with him to move, but never all at once - and Sunny laments that the human body is pretty stupid. Moving wont help. What would he do, make the end come quicker? He's already thrown away too many chances for that.

He'll stop wanting once he's gone. That's what happens when you get what you want, right?

His landlord finds him. He forgot the rent. He's taken to the hospital. Ugh.

Present:

Sunny is stunted and underweight. He wears baggy shirts stuffed into slightly less baggy hoodies, and sweats. Warmth. He couldn't find his hoodie after they took it off to put in an IV on his first trip to the hospital.

Usually nurses do things like bring food to patients, but Sunny only ever interacts with Hero and Hero wants to make sure Sunny is okay anyway. Not that it's much easier for Hero to encourage Sunny to eat.

Sunny stresses Hero the hell out. But Hero kinda missed Sunny, and his depressing and concerning reappearance brings with it a deadpan, world-weary, often childish humor that fails to take anything seriously when everything in Sunny's situation should be taken seriously. It's as much a relief as it is incredibly frustrating. Some days Hero loves it. Some days it makes him angry. Some days it makes him want to cry.

I tried doing research into the conduct Hero should display regarding patients/clients in general but it just. Any professionalism quickly devolves between him and Sunny.

As in, at one point, him and Sunny were whaling on each other about having no lives. Hero felt really bad afterwards; he had no idea what came over him. It was a great way for both of them to let out some hidden frustration, though, and they turned out fine afterwards. They even lowkey pick on each other every now and again.

Sometimes one or the other gets a bit too accurate in their teasing, however.

Psychiatrists are supposed to be able to understand, diagnose, and treat mental, emotional and behavioral disorders. So, if Hero were a completely capable psychiatrist, which he is, he wouldn't break down in front of his client. But Hero's late teenage years are wrought with so much grief and trauma, so to see Sunny and not just another client in this state is.. something i imagine he'd break down about eventually. There's also the fact that Sunny is mostly closed off to any help, which only makes things harder.

Hero is trying his best, but after years of never understanding why Mari died, years of thinking and wondering and second-guessing himself, years of guilt after never visiting Basil before he died, years of doing what he was told was "best" yet failing in what's most important to him (his friends) - his best never feels good enough around Sunny. It feels too little, too late. For this reason, and possibly because even if Hero were able to keep himself together he may just not be the right psychiatrist for Sunny, it would be better for him to find another psychiatrist for Sunny. He won't, though.

Hero really needs some time to himself to just think, or perhaps he needs someone else to talk to. Kel is nice, but Aubrey would have better experience handling emotions.

I have a very limited idea of what Aubrey and Kel are doing. Aubrey is a childcare instructor to parents and works in child services. She has studied child psychology. She has studied how childhood affects adulthood. Kel's off trying to make a name in basketball while giving kids high fives and heartfelt support.

Hero, in fact, does not like to be called Dr. Hero, but his shyness (feeling of unworthiness) about it only endears everyone to call him that more. He tells the kids that everyone calls him Hero, but the adults merely find out from the other doctors and nurses. Hero tried introducing himself as Henry to the other doctors, but Kel told them his nickname, and it stuck for obvious reasons.

Sometimes, on days when Hero has to wear his lab coat, he ties it around his neck like a cape. The kids like it, say it makes him look like a superHero.

Hero doesn't really cook. His schedule is always too busy to make anything that isn't quick. But he does eventually figure out that cooking for Sunny is the best way to entice him to eat, so when he makes something, he makes enough for both of them. They eat together.

Hero had to gather Sunny's change of clothes from his apartment when he found out that the reason Sunny has been in the same clothes for the last week is because he's had no one to visit him. Not even his mother. Why?

[fire-emblem-drabbles]

"I've memorized absolutely every part of your day so we can always spend time together" with Alphonse and a workaholic summoner?

Pairing: Yandere Alfonse x reader

Prompt:”Ive memorized absolutely every part of your day so we can always spend time together.”

Description: The new year had come, and with it colder weather and less light. Eager to get your work done while there was still light basking the castle, you decide to wake up a little earlier and go to bed the same, not realizing how it might effect a certain prince...

Rating: sfw

Content Warning: Yandere (certified Sydney soft, I guess?), stalking, crying

Word Count: 1684

Notes: I’ve been thinking about writing this for so long its about time I get around to it!!! Me, coming back to this like a month later: it… is gone. This was in my wips for a while and it went a different direction than expected but I’m finding I don’t much mind! Also, I deviated from the original idea a bit I imagine but *dabs* this is my blog I make the rules.

Edited: 6/3/21 (its... past midnight). Edited for the usual, spelling, grammar, added and fixed some things!

You always started your day by taking a few minutes for yourself in bed. Alfonse didn’t blame you, the order expected a lot out of you and personal time could be hard to come by. Then you got dressed but he always looked away, to respect your privacy of course. He was a gentleman, after all. Once you were dressed, and had freshened up a little, you made way to the dining hall. Depending on the day of the week, you would spend time with certain groups of heroes. It rotated biweekly, since your company was always sought after by different heroes. Today you were sitting with some of the heroes from Valentia, smiling and laughing with them as if they were your closest friends. Then again you acted like that with all the heroes; perhaps though, one could say all the heroes were your close friends.

Alfonse wondered then, what did that make him?

After breakfast, you had to go about your duties. Do your patrols, work on tactics and the like. It was never the same but Alfonse knew you were methodical, and you only spent so long at one place. Yes, he had memorized your schedule, all in an effort to protect you, though. Knowing where you were all day every day put him at ease. If something were to happen, he would know where to locate you and be at your side in an instant. Mostly, because, if he didn’t have duties of his own to attend well… he was right there with you.

At least, that’s how it use to be.

The new year had come and the month was hardly beginning. Most heroes were celebrating, escaping the cold and having a good time but Alfonse was panicking; it seemed you had taken the phrase “new year, new me” too seriously because you had uprooted your entire schedule. Everything was out of order, and Alfonse couldn’t seem to find you long enough to keep track of where you went next. His fear was consuming him, eating away at any rationality he may have had left in him. If he didn’t know where you were, he couldn’t protect you. If he couldn’t protect you, you could die. And if you died, Alfonse didn’t see any point in anything after that. You were the light of his life, his shining sun in the gray that was war.

You had to be protected. And he couldn’t trust anyone but himself to do it properly.

~*~

It was still getting dark in the early evenings, you never felt like you had enough time. You tried to change your schedule a little to accommodate the missing daylight hours but it seems rising earlier only served to make you sleepy early as well. It was hardly dinner time when you found yourself yawning, covering your mouth and crinkling your eyes. Perhaps some rest would do you good; you were no help to the Order if you weren’t properly rested. And it seemed, for once, you were well caught up with all your work, so with noting much else to do besides bide your time, you decided to rest. But if sleep failed you, you did have a few books you wanted to catch up on as well…. Well distracted by your thoughts, you took the familiar path to your room, completely oblivious to the eyes that followed you.

Alfonse had been asking around for you, innocent enough as most heroes were use to him doing so. They teased, of course, the Summoner couldn’t go anywhere without their devout little puppy following after. If only they knew how deep his devotion for you went...

You made it to your room fine (not that you had reason to expect otherwise) but as you went to close the door, someone caught the it. “Wait a moment _____!” That was Alfonse and to your surprise, he sounded very worried.

“Alfonse, is everything alright?” You pulled the door open properly to view him, reading the panic in his features. He saw how your eyes widened at the sight of him and straightened himself up to the best of his ability in that moment. Best to pretend you didn’t see him like that.  

“Yes, yes it’s fine, sorry…” He laughed a little, giving you a smile. One you returned only in half; you weren’t quite convinced. “I just… wanted to talk to you in private and I saw you heading this way and figured I may as well take my chance.” He was so nervous, heart already beating faster at what was he doing. But, that was the thing– Alfonse wasn’t entirely sure what he was doing, all he knew was that he wanted to see you. To be with you, gods just to see that you’re okay. Just a few moments alone with you and he would be okay...

“Oh, of course, come in then.” You ushered him into your room and closed the door behind him, casually sitting on the bed after. How could you be so comfortable around him when he himself was a whirlwind of emotions just from being alone with you?

“I-I just…” He didn’t mean to stutter, how out of character for him… He took a deep breath to steady himself. “I haven’t seen you much lately and I suppose I got worried.” He laughed a little awkwardly, offering up a small smile when the sound faded and the tension he felt in himself filled the room for a moment.

“Oh, that.” You smiled and waved at him dismissively. “No need to worry, I’m just starting my day little earlier than usual to try and catch more sunlight!” You assured him. “I’m still around doing my duties, I guess we just don’t see one another as often because of it…” You half frowned but it seemed you didn’t have much else to say on the subject.

“But..” Alfonse couldn’t control how sad he sounded, emotion leaking into his voice when he sought to shove it away in a dark corner. “I had… memorized every part of the day, so we could always be together… so I could…” his voice wavered and the both of you were silent a moment. You, processing the words he spoke and Alfonse trying to find the right thing to say next-- as well as try his best not to cry. You nearly spoke, but he started again. “H-how can I protect you if I don’t know where you are _____?” He sounded close to tears and the both of you could tell. If you felt anything ill to him before he spoke those words, they were gone now.

“Oh Alfonse…” Your voice was soft, a kind of pitying tone he didn’t mind hearing in your honeyed voice. “Come here.” You gestured vaguely to yourself and your bed and Alfonse didn’t hesitate to crumble into you, not daring to sniffle or hiccup but letting the tears flow the same.

“It makes me really happy to hear that, you know? I love knowing you’ll be around to protect me…” You ran your fingers through his hair, unsure of the words you were saying. Of what you should say. It kind of… earthed you, seeing him like this. Your thoughts wandered a little. He… wouldn’t be acting this way if he didn’t care, right?

“H-how can I protect you if I’m weak like this though?” he pulled away only so he could look into your eyes. “You deserve me stronger than this.”

“But I want you as yourself, no matter how strong of weak you view yourself.” You used your free hand to cradle his cheek and wiped the tears still falling down his face with your thumb. “What’s important is that you’re here now, okay? And so am I. I’m safe because of you.”

“You really think so?” he wiped the stray tears from his face. “All… all I want is for you to be okay. If that means I still have to get stronger, than so be it but _____… I just want you to know, its all for you.” He managed a smile, one you returned to him in full now.

“As long as you’re by my side… I’ll be there to give you strength when you think you lack it, okay? I want to lift you up and make you feel happy.”

“You’re… too kind.” Alfonse hardly expected this kindness out of you, but he was so happy to receive it. “I want to do that for you too. To give you happiness, to pull you up and comfort you, all of that…” He focused on your eyes now, seeming to grow more serious. “_____, I–”

“Hello, _____ I’ve been knocking for like a minute! I can hear you in there!” The both of you abruptly turned to the door, where Anna’s voice called through.

“Um, can it wait?” You asked awkwardly, glancing at Alfonse who was still half in your lap.

“No it cannot wa- oh” She pushed the door open anyways and paused seeing the tear-stained face of Alfonse in your embrace. “I’ll um, tell everyone the two of you will be at the war council meeting about 10 minutes late, okay?” You both nodded graciously and she bolted out of the room, sure to close the door behind her. You and Alfonse, once alone, turned to each other. You were sure your face looked just as red as his, though neither of you moved to speak.

“We should um, get ready to head to that meeting…” How could you have forgotten about that? That’s why your afternoon was clear!

“Y-yeah I agree.” Alfonse scrambled from your grasp, and you found you missed his warmth.

“I’ll go on ahead… uh, feel free to freshen up in my bathroom and all that.” Alfonse just nodded, too embarrassed to even meet your gaze now.  You quickly moved to the door and hesitated there a moment before speaking again. “For what its worth… I love you.” And like that, you were off to leave Alfonse behind a blushing, confused mess.

[sagenivydragonfly]

🌌Wolf Child🌌

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Not having a family is harder than you think. Having to watch other children receive presents and hugs from their parents. Its the little things, like watching families ice skate or seeing then get icecream and the laughing. Its the laughing that bothers me the most. I don't think I've really laughed in my entire life. I've tried before. What came out was a ghost of happiness, of real joy. Just an eery sound that brought a shiver to my shoulders and uneasiness to my mind. My hands clung to the cold rails of the ice rink. I couldn't afford to go in. I just watched no money. No anything. Just the clothes on my back. Id managed to swipe them from a donation bin. Tan skinny jeans and boots two sizes to small. The only thing I liked about my clothes was my coat. A blue denim jacket lined with fleece and little yellow buttons with matching yellow pockets. The boots dug into my toes almost telling me what everything told me, "You've been here too long, No one wants to here. Time to leave. I gazed at the families holding hands one last time and walked away. I don't know where I was going. Just away.I was adopted and for a short while I had a family. My parents dumped me when was 10. Id always had issues with anger. They decided it was a good reason to get rid of me. Parentless again. Ive been living on my own for a while stealing and begging for food and clothes. Im not old enough for a job being 12. So until then im here. I was knocked out of my daze by a sign. The town line. Id walked too far. Ahead of me was forest. I stood for a while trying to figure out where to go next. For some reason I walked forward. So dumb. I noticed the trees slowly getting darker their leaves were harder to make out individually. I keep walking. Suddenly I snap out of it and realize what Ive done. Nightfall. I can barely see my hand in front of me. I panic. I don't know the way back let alone where I am. I can hear my heart pounding I run. My breathing ragged. I need to get out. Faster faster! I push on. Miles and miles, the sheer force of adrenaline and will to live forcing my body on. I feel im about to pass out. Then out of no where Thump! I hit something! Wait something hit me! Im on the ground now. Looming over me is a form. I hear a growl and from above something wet and slimy drips onto my face. The gaping maw closes over my shoulder. I claw and scream hit and kick but im too exhausted to fight anyone "No! No! No..."I let it consume me I pass out.

I hear sounds but they sound faint and watery my head feels like its under water. I try to move. My head throbs. I groan. I force my eyes open. I look up. Trees are above me and I hear birbs chirping. Where am I? This isn't the city. I sit up dizzy and disoriented. Im in the spot I was last night. I jolt to attention. That thing...from last night what was it? Was it real was it a dream? I move my arm and yell out. My coat is on the ground next to me my shirt is torn. I move the fabric to expose a few scabbed over punctures in my left shoulder. It was defiantly real. I try to stand up. I wobble. "Ugh" I gather my coat and put it on. At least I still have this. I pick a direction and I begin walking. My stomach growls. I haven't eaten in 2 days. Maybe ill starve. That wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. I stop. Leaves are crinkling. Its not me. Something runs near, only a few trees away. I can't see through the thickness of the forest. Fear. I dash off. My hunger overtakes me. Im not as fast as before. Im weak and tired. I have nothing left. I stop. Keeling over and wheezing. I almost choke my guts out breathing so hard. Finally it doesn't hurt to break I stand up. No. I look straight into the eyes of a Grey wolf. I freeze. No where to go now. Nowhere to hid. A deer in the open. Almost begging to be eaten. He doesn't move. I look panic in my eyes. He doesn't look angry but he doesn't look away. A menacing stare. Could melt ice with that gaze. I look away. He sits. I try to slowly back away. He growls. I stop. He stops growling. I sit. We look at eachother. Im confused on what to do and scared about being eaten alive. He yawns. I being and idiot scoot towards him. He cocks his head. He doesn't know what I am. I wonder what hes alone. Hes not the biggest wolf but hes not small. Hes dark grey with black guard hairs. Yellowy amber eyes cunning and sharp. But something about his eyes now are soft and inviting. I suddenly want to touch his fur. I reach my hand out. He looks at me and does nothing. I begin to lower my hand. He shoves his muzzle into my hand. Im shocked. Hes soft. I gently pet his muzzle. I look at his eyes again. He respects me it seems. Im still going to be careful. We spend the rest of the day walking and sitting infront of eachother. I wonder why he didn't eat me in the first place. Was he lonely? Im lonely. Wheres his family. Its dark again. Im scared. What is in this forest. I instinctively grab onto him. He makes a noise. A nonthretaning noise. I rest my hand on his back and let him lead. We come to a clearing. I think he sleeps here. There's a tree with a hole at the base. He leads me there and I follow him inside. The floor is dirt and smooth. He turns around 3 times and curls up in a corner I do the same and laugh. I cover my mouth. A real laugh. Im astonished. A wolf made me laugh. I giggle and close my eyes, drifting to sleep.

Morning. The birds are chirping again. I look for the wolf. Hes standing in the clearing. He needs a name. So do i. I sit next to him and study him. He sniffs some Wild Thyme. "Aha!" he looks up questioning me. I point at him "Thyme!" he sniffs the thyme again. My stomach growls. He runs off. I get worried. I wait 30 min. He comes back with a squirrel. He sets it down infront of me. I look at him. Im silent for a few min. I finally give in a start tearing of chunks of meat and stuffing it on my mouth. There's barely any taste. But food is food.

Over the next few days Thyme and i become good friends. He hunts and I spot his prey from up in a tree. Thyme gave me a wolf name it kinda sounds like "Aaaaaru!" I laugh all the time now.

Years have passed and I still live here. Ive outgrown everything except my coat an pants. Im 15 now old enough to work. Thyme showed me the way back to the city a along time ago. I never wanted to go back. I say goodbye and that ill come back.

I walk down the main street. Things have changed. Its been 3 years after all. I go to the donation box. I freeze. There in the pile is a fuzzy wolf hat with paw gloves attached. The same color as Thymes coat. I snatch it immediately. "Hey.Hey!you can't take from there!" I don't even see whose yelling. I ran before I could look i put it on my head. Im homeless anyways. I ran to the other side of town. Sliding down the wall onto the ground I sit. "Hey you." I turn around. "Youre fast" "me?" she nods. "Thanks?" I nervously reply. "You got the legs on ya that you could deliver my baked goods to the customers in the knick of time! Would ya like a job missy?" "uh...Oh! Yes yes definatly!" "Come on in then! Oh by the way what's your name?" Oh crap I don't have one. "Uh...uh...Aaru?" she nods. I take a deep breath and begin a normalish life.

It has been a year since I last saw Thyme. I went back a month later but he wasnt there. I walked the whole forest and he was gone. I screamed the name of my best friend and brother and only family as loud as I could. Nothing. Now I walk through that forest for the millionth time. I sit by the clearing and the tree with the hole. I rest my weary legs. I hold my arms out and cry pretending he was there. I felt him but it wasnt real. I cried into his fur and sobbed against his chest. I opened my eyes. I stared into the eyes of my old friend. He was missing a part of his front leg, he was covered in battle scars and he looked like he had been to hell and back. I didn't care. I had my family. But I hadnt even begun to realize what happened to him. Finding out may be to gruesome

For now we wait in eachother arms. Two wolves

A family

🌌A pack🌌

I really worked hard on this so if anyone reads it im so happy, but also surprised cause its suuuuuper long aaa 🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌🌌

[bunbun206]

so um hiiii back w more pony nonsense.

so ok cozy runs away and shes just kinda living on the streets or whatever until the whole grogar thing happens.

she immediately starts clinging to tirek because he was her inspiration and whatever, but he does not care. hes def a little impressed someone that young managed to get away with so much but he doesnt really care about her.

and then sombra comes along. and initially she doesnt care much about him but shes very determined to get along with all of the others and since sombra is part of the team she'll give it a shot, even if not a very enthusiastic one. she starts going after him whenever she can and sombra doesnt like her at first, he probably tries to scare her off but she is so persistent and hes already feeling like crap after all that happened so he eventually gives up. he doesnt care anymore.

at first his plan is to just tolerate her but both him and cozy are very surprised when they realize they actually appreciate each other. its just amusement initially but it turns into genuine affection after a while. sombra is actually the first pony she ends up telling anything about her childhood (my headcanon is that cozy came from a really abusive family). sombra sympathizes with her, somehow. he hasnt really had any meaningful relationships in AGES and then this little girl comes along and shes so incredibly fun to be around. he starts to care about her and wants to keep her around. at some point he suggests that once this is all over they could just leave and rule equestria together (starting by the crystal empire of course). shes very excited about that and immediately accepts. its rlly just a found family type of thing.

but obviously things dont go as planned. sombra gets turned into stone and cozy gets taken by twilight. initially i said i liked the idea of cozy being redeemed by first getting sombra to be on their side, but ive actually changed my mind and think it makes a lot more sense if its the other way around. cozy is still a kid so their chances of breaking through her are a lot bigger. she already kinda trusted sunburst so i can see him being the main one involved with reforming her. i imagine the best way for her to change is if she actually starts to form bonds that she values with other people, because her whole motivation is based on misunderstanding the concept of friendship. eventually she'd open up about her past as an abused child and sunburst kinda becomes a mentor for her in a way.

at some point she mentions missing sombra a lot and thats what sets the whole thing off. cozy seems to think that, despite everything, there's still some good left in the guy and gets upset when others mention him in a negative way. she understands he did some really awful things and is one of the most vile villains in equestria but he was one of the first ponies to treat her with kindness and the first one to genuinely connect with her. he was certainly better than her parents.

so starlight starts to insist that it may not be too bad of an idea to bring him back. after all, she also really did some awful things but twilight showed her there was another way and against all odds she improved. and besides, she thinks friendships are worth preserving, and cozy clearly valued her friendship with sombra.

so twilight eventually gives in, even though she is very hesitant. like i've said, i imagine they figure out some spell that basically drains him of his powers and then they bring the guy back.

sombra is confused and very irritated because he no longer has any magic. when starlight explains to him that shes interested in reforming him he laughs in her face because thats a ridiculous idea. but then she explains her reasoning and sombra is shocked. he immediately wants to see cozy, after all its been a long time since they've actually seen each other. they have this emotional little reunion and once theyre left alone hes like "youre not serious about this, are you? youre just manipulating them, as you do."

but shes not and shes very insistent that he should try and listen. she says she doesnt want to lose him again and that really conflicts him. on the one hand, he hates this idea. he doesnt really give a damn about this thing and hes not interested in giving up his plans of taking over equestria. but he does care about cozy and this is clearly important to her. he decides he'll play along until she comes to her senses.

so he spends a lot of time with starlight. hes initially locked in twilight's castle and isnt allowed to get out (after all ponies wouldnt be happy if they heard he was back). theres a magic barrier keeping him from leaving and he cant even try to break it with his own magic because he doesnt have any. but he knows the spell is temporary and decides he can wait until it comes back to him. by then cozy would surely be back to normal.

in the mean time he has to put up with starlight and he hates it. she keeps trying to get him to open up which he finds really annoying. hes absolutely not interested in becoming friends with her or anyone and he tells her this very directly, but she reminds him they can always just turn him back into stone if they think hes not showing any progress and that quickly shuts him up. thats probably the most frustrating part to him, that he has no submit to someone else's orders.

so he eventually gives up. after all, he only has to put up with this thing for a while and then he can do whatever he wants. as long as she thinks he has any hope, it'll all go the way he wants it to. he just has to be patient.

but then he starts actually enjoying his time with her. starlight is kinda cynical and isnt really afraid to speak her mind, which he admires. he doesnt like being at her mercy, but the fact that she can even handle him is definitely worth of some praise. he expected her to immediately give up on him but she doesnt. its inconvenient, but its nice to have someone who he can have engaging conversations with and who is willing to spend time with him. its been a really long time since he did anything like that. he eventually learns about her whole villain thing and is VERY shocked, but it makes him feel closer to her somehow.

and then theres sunburst, who also shows up really often. hes not afraid of sombra in the slightest and instead is very interested in asking him questions. where he was from, how he did what he did, how his powers work. sunburst is very enthusiastic and sombra kinda likes the attention, especially since its so genuine. fun fact, sombra was also a huge magic nerd so he actually kind of enjoys discussing those things with someone. starlight often joins in the conversations and its very fun for all three.

then theres trixie. she has NO reason to be there, shes literally just curious. she shows up often and i imagine she and sombra dont get along at all initially. theyre both the arrogant types so i think having someone who is so bitchy towards him would really get on his nerves. in turn he has no problem snapping back at her so they just end up bickering back and forth everytime theyre together. but it eventually becomes more painful than anything else. trixie may be a little annoying but hes definitely his most enrtertaining visitor. he really enjoys her sense of humor and she has this very nice charm to her. eventually their arguments are more of them teasing each other than anything else. plus i can see them ganging up on the other two very easily. they have a blast together. he wouldnt admit it, but shes his favorite one.

and then theres discord. sombra doesnt like him. kinda like trixie hes really just there out of curiosity and everytime hes there his entire life purpose becomes annoying the shit out of sombra. hes more of a nuisance than anything else but he has his moments. like i said, sombra is a huge magic nerd so theres a part of him that is definitely curious about discord's powers, so hes kinda fascinated with him. and besides, discord really gets along with all his other friends (though he would NOT call them that) so sombra decides he might not be sooo bad. like trixie, discord is also pretty fun and charming, and like starlight he can very easily keep up with sombra. theres some level of relatability between them because theyre both kinda paranormal creatures in one way or the other (i dont wanna get into my sombra headcanons lol) and theyve both seen more than what those around them can understand. i think they start really disliking each other but eventually theyre like "huh. this guy is not so bad." discord is also even more ruthless with him than starlight. he has no problem pointing out to him that he is way more powerful than he'll ever be and if the others cant handle him then he can. if needed, discord isnt gonna hesitate to turn him into stone himself.

so when his powers finally start coming back to him and the magic barrier is wearing off, he cant bring himself to do anything. he doesnt really regret anything hes ever done (not yet, anyway) but he realizes if he does try to take over equestria he'll just be alone again. he talks it over with discord one day, and hes like "yep been there". hes going to really miss all of them, and especially cozy who he thinks about all the time and the whole reason hes there.

and besides. does he really have any chance at winning if they have discord on their side?

he truly just gives up.

Oh a sombra redemption arc 💖. God your ideas are always so *chef kiss*

[haknew]

Hello miss jess!

I want to start by saying that your gifs? Are freaking fabulous! The coloring? Sharpness? Everything? Just perfect and absolutely beautiful ☺ ive been a fan of your works for a while now. You have actually inspired me to star TRYING to make gifs too. The keyword is trying haha. It took me a while to learn how to use vaporsynth but i eventually got it!

I've never posted any of my gifs yet. No no no. Why? Because they don't look that good yet. I have a problem. My gifs look really pixely (is that even the correct word lmao) no matter what i do. Ive tried looking for solutions from the internet but none of them worked. (Also i have to mention this is my first time using ps). Do you have any tips how to fix that? Ofc i don't expect you to give me a full answer since everyone does it differently! Your gifs just look so flawless and sharp yet smoot!

PLEASE ;;;; you’ll make me blush 🤧💗 djdjjfjdjf thank you for liking my gifs so much ! 🥺💖✨ ooooh i’m surprised but honored that you wanted to start gifmaking bc of me 😭😭✨ it’s definitely a long process but i’m always happy to offer help ! ;-;/💓💕💗 (under the cut !)

first, there are many many reasons for causing pixel-y gifs >.< but i think the thing a lot of new gifmakers don’t know is that video source quality is THE MOST IMPORTANT part of gifmaking ;;;; you could be the best gifmaker ever but you wouldn’t be able to make good gifs out of a low quality video… so when downloading videos you need to make sure they’re the best possible quality ! at least 1080p for youtube videos etc. and torrent files if you want to make live stage gifs ! i was making a set recently and i accidentally screenrecorded a 1080p video instead of the 4k video (higher quality than 1080) and my gifs came out pretty bad 😭😭 bc you have to reduce video files down a lot to fall under tumblr dimensions you need the best quality going in !

another thing is that ?? since you use vapoursynth it could be your sharpening or denoising options … i don’t use vs but i’d look up vapoursynth settings from other gif makers who use it and find settings you think look the best !

probably trial and error will be your best friend ! making a bunch of gifs to see what works and what doesn’t and what looks good and what doesn’t ;;;; i’ve been gifmaking for 3 ? ish years and even i learn new things all the time through trial and error

your coloring could also be causing noise / pixelation i tend to use A LOT of adjustment layers in my coloring but more layers adds more noise so you want to keep only a few colors and a lower brightness too to reduce pixelation !

and then it might also be your export settings ? when you hit save for web … i sharpen in ps which clears up some noise but looking up what other ccs have for export settings may also fix that problem !!

i hope this was helpful / a good place to start ! >.< my askbox and dms are always open if you’d like more help with any gif things !!! so just let me know haha ^~^

[douchebagbrainwaves]

I'VE BEEN PONDERING TIME

Maybe not. But I think it will surprise people how many things are going to take over the world is not just that you'd have to give them enough that they're not tempted by an offer from Silicon Valley VCs that requires them to move to Silicon Valley? You have to learn programming to be at least some users who really need what they're making—not just people who could see themselves using it one day, but who want it urgently. The degree of courage of past or present union leaders are any less courageous. It's exceptionally rare for startups to be killed by competitors—so rare that you can't make yourself care. And you know, that raises some interesting questions. They must hear developers complaining. Ditto for most of the time success means getting bought, should you make that a conscious goal? When you ask what message a city sends without living there. Dating sites are a prime example. It's like importing something from Wisconsin to Michigan. If you tried this experiment, I think.

In fact, it's often better if they're not. When we launched in February 2007, weekday traffic was around 1600 daily uniques. Of course it matters to do a test mailing for each tweak. I'd like. This can't be a coincidence. I see no reason to believe today's union leaders would shrink from the challenge. It seemed like selling out. It's since grown to around 22,000. Give yourself some time. The best approach is more indirect: if you have the luxury of turning down money. And they spread widely, because the links do.

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And who knows, maybe their offer will be surprisingly high. The first approach is a mistake, because it seems sympathetic to their cause. But he wouldn't, so we had to think of ideas. Possibly. Distractions are bad for many types of work that depend more on energy and imagination than any kind of special training. And even that is not how conversations with corp dev are like that but worse, because the top VC funds have better brands, and can also do more for their portfolio companies. And it would get easier over time, because the links do. The first thing to understand about paths out of the way our eyes work. The striking thing about this phase is that it's completely different from most other people's. You'd have to get iPhones out of programmers' hands. To do so is homophobic.

Meaning that when the note converts into stock in a later round, or upon acquisition, the investors in that round will get. The chance of getting rejected after the full partner meeting averages about 25%. The way to kill it is to garbage-collect an idea. I consider it a sign of trouble. The stock of a company, and a place for current and future Y Combinator founders to exchange news. You may have expected recipes for coming up with an idea that contradicts the assumption you started with. And those who do raise VC rounds will be able to do everything these startups do. It only came in black, for example, or any of the other appurtenances of authority. Half the time you're doing product development on track. Four forces, three of which one could have predicted, and one of the people they never got. Wufoo seem to have held true to their original principles. If you define a language that has car, cdr, cons, quote, cond, atom, eq, and a pretty striking example it is.

What I mean is that Lisp was too slow. It's because Lisp was not really designed to be another C: C plus a few ideas are likely to be an insider. When you're trying to make things, taste becomes a practical matter. They used all the tokens you'll tend to miss longer spams, the type where someone tells you there's a rabbit as well as a cost of breaking up a project. You can use text classification techniques, but solutions can and should reflect the fact that they have a single format. If you keep pursuing such threads it would be hard to catch. This was not a problem. If it's low enough, it won't pay for spammers to send it to them from a local source. What new things will we be able to leave, if you look at the painting they voted the best would be a reasonable investment. If you know you have a monopoly or cartel to enforce it, and most decent hackers are capable of that. I understand what she meant.

If it's low enough, it won't pay for spammers to send it, and even the more sophisticated ones rarely get past judging it by the brand name of the artist. And the project starts small because the idea is much older than Henry Ford. Why bother? This can't be a coincidence. But the first is by far the most common proposal to be for multiplayer games. So if there's some idea you think would be cool but you're kept away from by fear of the schleps involved, don't worry: any sufficiently good idea will have as many. You can compile or run code while compiling, and read or compile code at runtime. And there's a chance that could happen, because the locations of mines and factories were determined by features like rivers, harbors, and sources of raw materials. After decades of running an IV drip right into their audience, people in the technology world know what usually happens when something comes along that can be learned. 8747 From free 0.