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Elevate Your Professional Journey with a Transcription Certificate Program: Here’s How

In today's fast-paced digital world, transcription services have gained immense importance across multiple industries, including healthcare, legal, business, and media. With the demand for accurate and timely transcription growing, professionals with transcription expertise are highly sought after. Enrolling in a Transcription Certificate Program in Kochi is an excellent way to enhance your skills, gain industry recognition, and improve job prospects. This blog will explore the benefits of transcription certification, what to expect from a program, and why Kochi is an ideal location for this career path.

Why Choose a Transcription Certificate Program?

A transcription certificate program equips individuals with the essential skills to convert audio recordings into well-structured and error-free text. Whether you are looking to start a new career or enhance your current skill set, a Transcription Certificate Program in Kochi can open up multiple opportunities for you.

1. Industry-Relevant Skills

A comprehensive transcription course will help you master:

Typing speed and accuracy

Active listening and concentration

Grammar, punctuation, and spelling proficiency

Familiarity with industry-specific terminologies

Time management and efficiency

2. Increased Job Opportunities

Certified transcriptionists have access to various employment opportunities in fields such as:

Medical transcription

Legal transcription

Business and corporate transcription

Media and entertainment transcription

With businesses increasingly relying on transcribed content for documentation and accessibility, the demand for skilled transcriptionists continues to rise.

3. Competitive Advantage

Holding a recognized certification can give you a competitive edge in the job market. Many employers prefer candidates with formal training as it assures quality and efficiency. A Transcription Certificate Program in Kochi helps demonstrate your proficiency and commitment to this profession.

What to Expect from a Transcription Certificate Program in Kochi?

If you are considering enrolling in a transcription certification course, here’s what you can typically expect:

1. Structured Curriculum

A well-designed Transcription Certificate Program in Kochi provides a structured curriculum covering:

Fundamentals of transcription

Best practices for accuracy and speed

Software and tools used in the industry

Real-world transcription exercises

Industry-specific terminology and guidelines

2. Practical Training

Hands-on training is an essential part of any transcription course. You will work on real-life audio files, learning how to handle different accents, speech patterns, and background noises to produce high-quality transcripts.

3. Certification and Assessment

Upon completion, you will typically undergo assessments to test your transcription skills. Successfully passing these assessments grants you a certification, making you job-ready.

Why Kochi is an Ideal Location for Transcription Training

Kochi is a rapidly growing city known for its thriving educational and business sectors. Choosing a Transcription Certificate Program in Kochi comes with several advantages:

1. Presence of Industry Experts

Kochi has a strong professional ecosystem, making it an excellent place to learn from experienced instructors and industry experts.

2. Accessibility to Career Opportunities

With multiple multinational companies, healthcare institutions, and legal firms in Kochi, certified transcriptionists can find ample job opportunities in the city.

3. Growing Demand for Digital Services

As businesses and media companies shift towards digital documentation, transcription services are in high demand. Completing a transcription course in Kochi positions you well in this evolving industry.

Who Should Enroll in a Transcription Certificate Program?

A Transcription Certificate Program in Kochi is ideal for:

Fresh graduates looking for a specialised skill set

Freelancers and remote workers seeking flexible career options

Professionals in healthcare, legal, and media sectors aiming to enhance their expertise

Stay-at-home parents or individuals looking for work-from-home opportunities

How to Get Started

If you are eager to start a transcription career, here are the steps to follow:

Research the Best Transcription Certificate Programs in Kochi – Look for courses that offer hands-on training and recognised certification.

Enroll in a Program – Choose a course that fits your career goals and schedule.

Practice Regularly – Improve your typing speed, listening skills, and accuracy by practising transcription regularly.

Build a Portfolio – Showcase your skills by transcribing sample audio files.

Apply for Jobs or Freelance Work – Once certified, you can apply for in-house transcription jobs or start freelancing.

Conclusion

A Transcription Certificate Program in Kochi is a great investment for anyone looking to build a career in transcription. With industry-relevant skills, practical training, and a recognised certification, you can enhance your employability and enjoy flexible work options. Whether you aim to work with corporate firms, or legal offices, or as a freelancer, transcription is a valuable skill that can lead to a rewarding career. Take the first step today and enrol in a transcription course to elevate your professional journey!

[vesna-v-irkutske]

A neighbor of the Anoufriev family: «I've known Artyomka since he was a child, since he was 2 years old. His mother raised him alone, his father was never there. The woman did her best: she exchanged her one-room apartment for a two-room one, worked from morning to night to ensure a decent life for herself and her son. Artyom wanted for nothing. His mother tried to dress him well, she bought him a computer, and he had musical instruments — after all, he graduated from our music school, and he had obvious musical abilities. When the boy entered our medical university on a budgetary basis, her joy knew no bounds. She said, "My boy did it himself! I was afraid that I would have to pay for him. But, well done, he did it himself!"» Artyom wanted to become either a surgeon or a cardiologist — he wanted to achieve success in something big.

[whatwooshkai]

10 for smoke and mirrors? 😼

Heatwave stares at the bags he's packed.

The room is still just as full without his stuff, which doesn't make him feel any better about this. His guardians assured him that they weren't going to replace him as soon as he left, that they're done taking in sparklings, even with the extra space now.

The thought is nice, but Heatwave doesn't believe them, because he's heard that line too many times without any evidence backing it up. Which he doesn't really hold against them, he loves everyone that lives in his home, it's just...

It's not just regular jitters- sure, this is his first time leaving home, his first time alone, of course he's going to be nervous.

But he's not nervous. He's scared.

Heatwave really should bring up the strange hallucinations he’s been having with his guardians.

His tanks will oddly cramp, he’ll see things in the corners of his optics, or his visual input will suddenly become shimmery and swirly, as he watches events play out before they do.

Now, Heatwave has heard of outliers before. He’s not stupid. But he never thought…

Yet all the signs are there. He’s able to do something no one else can, or rather, something happens to him that doesn’t happen to anyone else. He overproduces coolant and runs hotter than any other mech.

He shouldn’t tell anyone. Outliers are required to be documented by the government, and Heatwave hasn’t heard too many stories of mechs being whisked away to government facilities never to be seen again, as their abilities are exhausted while the government tries to turn them into some sort of weapon.

So no, he’s not telling anyone.

“Heatwave!”

Snapdragon’s voice floats to his audials from downstairs.

“Coming!” He shouts back, leaving his stuff laid on his berth.

The living room is the center of a rare moment of peace- the sparklings are all down for naps, while the older mechs are all out and about. He can see the twins bickering quietly in the kitchen, though.

Snapdragon is standing next to the couch, while Hard Drive, his other guardian, leans on it towards her.

They’re both tall and bulky mechs, bigger than Heatwave. He hates feeling small, but it doesn’t feel so bad when he’s next to them.

“C’mere, kiddo,” Hard Drive says, grinning with badly disguised excitement. “We gotcha somethin’!”

Snapdragon produces a little box and with a grin to match Hard Drive’s, shoves it into Heatwave’s hands. “Go on, open it!” she encourages.

He does, keeping his field tight to his frame so his guardians don’t pick up on the feeling of foreboding he can’t seem to shake.

It’s a universal translator. Heatwave’s tanks drop.

“It was a while of savin’ up,” Snapdragon starts to explain, clapping her hands together with glee. “But so worth it. Our little Heatwave’s gonna be a Rescue Bot!”

Seemingly oblivious to his inner turmoil, both Heatwave’s guardians sweep him up into a crushing hug.

Primus. I can’t tell them I don’t want to go now!

Heatwave worries his lip between his fangs, but returns the hug. “Thank you,” he murmurs.

I have to… I have to at least try.

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Much Needed Support (sfw-suggestive content) Part 1

JayVik x Reader Ramble

Idea: You’ve been overworking. Your aches and pains worsen by the day, and you can’t seem to tough it out like you used to… there’s only two people you really trust to help. 4.8k wordcount

Content: reader with feminine pronouns, sexual tension, fluff, partial nudity, boys getting shy about said nudity, mutual pining, self-doubt, idiots in love, getting sick, friends to lovers, discussions on medical neglect, mentions of chronic pain, descriptions of chronic pain (slightly implied hand kink???)

Very self indulgent selfiship coded x reader with a reader with scoliosis and joint issues to help me deal with feelings about own deterioration and struggles with findin a doc who’ll listen lol 🥲

Side note- this ended up much longer than I originally planned 😅 so this might end up being like 3 parts with MAYBE some spice ^v^

-You are a student at the academy in the arts and humanities department, a year below Jayce and Viktor, and you have worked your ass off to get here.

-You and Viktor have always gotten along; you were both from Zaun, both scholarship students, and both passionate about your work.

-Viktor introduced you to Jayce shortly after they partnered up, and the three of you become nearly inseparable.

-despite not even sharing a major, you found yourself in the lab during most of your free time, bantering and tossing ideas around, or sometimes quietly working on your own projects.

-for as long as Viktor’s known you, you’ve been energetic and passionate, but recently you’ve been acting a bit differently. Quieter, more despondent. You visited less frequently, and you seemed constantly exhausted.

-the change was gradual, how you seemed a bit more sluggish, had been walking a bit more slowly, movements a bit more calculated. And then one day, you tripped on the stairs while heading to the lab, a sharp pain having shot through your knee.

-you shrugged it off, insisting that you were fine and that it was just a bit slippery, but both of them could tell something was up.

-Jayce was actually the first to notice: how you constantly adjusted your gait, how you would wince at times when standing up, how you consistently had to correct your posture. Something was causing you pain, and you were trying to hide it.

-you were stubborn, and fiercely independent, and as such they were deterred from prying too much

-Viktor was the one who pointed out another clue: your clothes were always long and baggy, as if you were trying to hide something bulky beneath it. He could have even sworn seeing you looking a bit longer than usual at his leg brace one morning.

-in spite of how stubborn you were, they still cherished you greatly. which meant they could not allow you to go on like that,

-and all while they were brainstorming how to breach the topic, you were getting worse.

-the pain made it hard to sleep, the dull aching of the muscles around your spine needling you awake any time you began to drift off. You could feel you knees grinding and creaking with every step up the stairs. Your homemade remedies and exercises could only do so much to help, and you can only take so many pain pills a day.

-you were sick of being dismissed by upper city doctors, who claimed you were “too young” to have such issues, or chalked it up to stress or poor exercise. You had been dealing with these things since you were a child. But you were always told when you grew up, you would get better; stronger even. Now in your twenties, you look back bitterly, having only gotten weaker.

-you had a pair of simple, worn out compression braces for your knees. It had been patched and reinforced so many times that they were god awful to look at, not to mention the embarrassment you felt simply having to keep using them after all this time. They were easily covered up by the long skirts and baggy pants you usually wore.

-aside from that, you had an old, ill fitting corset that you used to attempt some semblance of support for your back. But it was all becoming too much. You had to get help, and soon, before it got even worse.

-as much as you didn't want to burden them, you had no other ideas left.

-right when you came to visit, both of them were already there, discussing the situation.

-perhaps it was the fatigue that made you finally cave, or maybe it was the longing to feel less alone in your pain. Regardless, you found yourself shuffling into the lab with all the energy of a cadaver.

—

“Is it really our place to ask though? If she’s being secretive, maybe there’s a deeper reason…” Jayce was pacing, tossing ideas back and forth in his head. “I mean, isn’t it a bit rude to just…ask out of the blue?” He sighs. “You may have a point, but we know her, Jayce” Viktor rose from his seat, interrupting the path of his partner’s pacing to place a reassuring hand on his arm.

“I…I know, I just-“

He was cut of by the sound of the door creaking open. Speak of the devil.

You looked tired, dark circles much more prominent than usual, and there seemed to be a touch of…anxiety?

“…hey guys. Been a minute.” You smiled weakly as you walked toward them. They looked between each other, as if trying to will the other to say something first. But before either of them could, you spoke up.

“I….you know I hate to ask but… I need your help”

“Of course! You know we’d do anything to help you out, what’s wrong?” Jayce pipes up, smoothly steering you toward a chair. Viktor quietly observes how you slump in relief, despite your posture remaining oddly stiff.

“I…well, uh….” You hang your head and sigh, as you struggle to get the words out “…do you know any good doctors? Preferably unbiased ones?” You muster a dry chuckle. They both furrow their brows in concern. “Of course, but what seems to be the issue?” Viktor chimes in, coming over to stand closer to you. You sigh, eyes once again lingering on his brace and his cane. “It…well it may just be easier to show you.”

You adjust yourself in the chair, and begin pulling up the hem of your long skirt. The two men freeze- you can tell they’re caught off guard by their faces as you do, and you can’t help but laugh a little. You bunch it up in your lap and their eyes land on your patchwork braces. Viktor’s eyes soften sympathetically, and you look away.

“…how long?” He steps closer to get a better look, and the proximity flusters you a bit. Jayce, follows suit, kneeling in front of you. You can them actively going into scientist mode, as you affectionately called it; eyes scanning and assessing your handiwork- or rather, the *failure*of your handiwork. You hesitate with your answer for a moment, eyes flitting between your two friends. There was nothing but sincere concern in their eyes, and you almost felt a bit guilty for not talking to them sooner.

“…not really sure, probably since I was a kid…but it’s only been getting worse. The damn things barely seem to work these days” you grumble, shifting your weight in discomfort. “And I…well I’d show you my back brace too but uh…that can probably wait” you trailed off, face getting warm at the mere thought of having to take your shirt off in front to the two men. You almost swore you saw a tinge of pink to Viktor’s ears as he cleared his throat, but perhaps it was just the light.

“Well, we’re not doctors….but if you don’t mind, would you let us have a closer look?” Jayce asks earnestly as he looks up at you, and you nod. He quickly clears a spot for you on the work table, and gestures for you to hop up. You hesitate for a moment, wearily eyeing the two of them before situating yourself on the table.

If there’s one thing to be said about those two, it’s that they’re efficient. After having you remove your old braces, they immediately set to work sketching, brainstorming, and most importantly- assessing your condition. They ask you more about your condition: is the pain sharp or dull? What tasks or activities aggravate it? How long has it been worsening? Do you take any medications for the pain? Do you have a diagnosis?

Much to your embarrassment the answers were difficult to muster. Most doctors topside would scoff, say you looked healthy enough and that you were too young for such issues, and send you on your way without so much as an exam. “Perhaps you aren’t active enough” or “it’s likely just stress” were the most common responses. This much attention being paid toward you was…odd almost. Refreshing, comforting even, but odd nonetheless.

“Y'know, for a while I was convinced I was just being dramatic… that’s what my last doctor said anyways. So it’s nice to be taken seriously for once!” You beamed as Viktor took notes. At those words, however, his pencil abruptly stopped. Jayce also looked up from the diagram he was sketching with a furrowed brow.

“I’m sorry…your doctor said what?” Viktor inquired, his tone tight and clipped. It quickly dawned on you that you had never seen him look so angry before, let alone on your behalf. It almost made you want to shrink away from that piercing gaze. Instead, you blinked, slowly repeating yourself before elaborating.

“Uh…yeah. My doctor wouldn’t give me a diagnosis or refer me elsewhere, and instead just recommended more exercise…” you scoff mirthlessly at the memory, how you felt so foolish and alone in that office under the doctor’s condescending gaze.

“…needless to say, I don’t see him anymore, aha…ha” you try to fill the silence with an awkward laugh, but neither of them laugh with you.

“And this… happens often? You’re dismissed like that?” Jayce asks, eyes fixed on your legs. It was strange for you to see the two of them so tense, especially on your behalf. You nodded, with a dejected grimace.

“…they usually think someone like me is after painkillers, so I get it- I really do. And it’s true that it’s odd for someone my age to be…well, like this-“ you gesture vaguely to yourself and to your discarded braces with a bitter expression.

“But… I just can’t tough it out like I used to. Even if I am being dramatic” you sigh, the mere act of explaining your situation only furthering your fatigue. “I…I’m sorry, didn’t mean to upset you with my sob story-“

“Don’t apologize.” Viktor cuts you off, his voice gentle, but firm. “Never apologize for this. It was wrong of them to neglect you.” He sets down his notepad next to you on the table, eyeing your old braces with disdain. “I know all too well what it is like. So do not apologize for seeking a solution to your pain.” His tone went soft, gentler than you’d ever heard him. There was none of the usual sass or clinical edge to his words, and in turn it made you feel softer as well. It reminded you why you had come for their help in the first place.

These were your friends- and they would do anything to help you.

“Vik is right. We’re not mad at you, we’re mad at those idiot doctors for not doing their jobs!” Jayce chimes in. It makes you smile, despite the odd urge to cry. Instead of risking tears by attempting to respond, you simply nodded once more. “Once we’re done in here I’ll get you the contact info for my doctor. She’s good at what she does, and Viktor’s been to her a few times. Sounds good?”

You smile, your unease slowly ebbing away

“Yeah, sounds like a plan!”

“So, let’s get to work shall we?”

—

-The two men quickly resumed their work with a new fervor. A prototype sketch was done within the hour, and all that was left before the first draft could be made was the measurements. You knew this part might be a tad awkward. What you did not know, is how unbothered the two of them were when it came to personal space while they were in “work mode”.

-You sat on the table, skirt hiked up to your mid thighs as the two of them sat before you with a measuring tape and a pad of paper, delicately handling each leg as they measured. And soon enough , they began to bicker over the design.

-and you quickly learned that your friends were very hands on with their brainstorming.

“It does not need to be that long, her condition is much different than mine, so the brace must be different as well!” Long fingers slid up your calf, resting just under your knee, gently holding it higher as if to show Jayce his error. “The brace should end here, not there” he asserted, drawing invisible lines over your shin and a few inches above your knee. It took a lot of willpower not to shudder at the sensation. “Any longer and it would be bulky and cumbersome, which is what we are seeking to avoid”

Viktor’s hands were cold, and rougher than you expected, no doubt from years of tinkering and inventing. You were not going to lie to yourself and say you hadn’t stared at them before, as he wrote or worked on prototypes. You also couldn’t say you hadn’t thought about them more…intimately either. How they would feel on your bare skin. But as he drew his invisible schematic on your leg, all your curiosities were answered as you let out a small gasp.

The feeling was nice. A little too nice.

He stopped instantly, looking up with worry.

“I am sorry, did I hurt you? I will be gentler…”

“Ah! N-no I’m fine! Your…uh…your hands are just a bit cold…” you manage to stammer out. There was no way in hell you could tell him the real reason.

“Apologies… I didn’t think about that…” he sheepishly put your leg back down and returned to his notes. Once you were free from the tantalizing sensation of his fingers tracing your skin, you were quickly shackled once more by the feeling of Jayce’s hand cupping your other leg.

“I get that it’s different V, but I’m trying to be practical for day to day wear. If it’s too short, it’ll keep sliding out of place throughout the day! It should start here and end here. So that it’s less likely to ride up or down during the course of the day.”

You could barely process what he was saying, as you were too fixated on the fact that his hand; his very warm hand that was nearly large enough to wrap around your calf, was now resting dangerously high on your leg, just below where you had gathered your skirt into your lap. Any higher and he’d be properly groping your thigh.

Jayce’s hands were rough as well, with quite a few prominent calluses and healed scrapes. The sensation of his palm on the sensitive skin of your thigh sent electricity through your nerves-tingly and warm.

And again. You’d be a liar if you claimed you’d never thought about it. But in a situation like this, sleep deprived and fatigued as you were, it was much more difficult to ignore that fact. The reality of his hands on you made your head spin.

Remain calm. Remain professional.

These are your friends. They are just trying to help.

Damn them for being so pretty

“Well, what do you think?”

“Yes, which do you like better?”

The questions snapped you out of your internal crisis.

“Huh? Oh, right! Uh….” It was difficult to form an answer with the both of them looking up at you so expectantly.

“Is…is there no middle ground? Maybe a m-mix of both?” You offer feebly. They look between each other competitively, before looking once more at their individual notes, and then back to you.

“I…suppose it could be done.” Was all Viktor was able to concede. Knowing how particular he could be, it was the best Jayce was going to get.

“Sorry if we got carried away…you know how we get” Jayce chuckled. “But now that that is out of the way, we can take a look at your back brace now.” He began absentmindedly caressing your leg with his thumb, a reassuring gesture no doubt. Viktor was doing something similar, his hand back under the crook of your knee. But the sensation, and the proximity made you tense up as you averted your gaze.

For a split second, confusion crossed his face-before he realized what he was doing. Jayce abruptly stood up, pulling his hand away. Now it was his turn to chuckle awkwardly, gesturing to Viktor to release your other leg as well. Viktor blinked, looking between you and Jayce, before looking down at the somewhat intimate position the two of you were currently in. He quickly followed suit, scooting his chair back and busying his hands with more notetaking, his ears definitely pink this time.

-you decided to promptly disregard their reactions. You were friends after all! Surely there was nothing else going on right? Anyone would get a little flustered in that kind of position. Your friends didn’t see you like that…right?

-besides, you could’ve sworn they had something going on with each other anyways…

-to remain productive (and totally not because you couldn’t look them in the eye) you got off of the table and promptly told them to turn around so you could get your sweater off

-they quickly complied, and the room was quiet aside from the rustling of clothes.

-not having a proper back brace, you had modified an old underbust corset with additional boning. But now you were starting to outgrow it once again, and there’s only so many times you could take it out before needing to find a new one.

-all you really wore beneath it was a thin slip so that the corset wouldn’t chafe your skin, but it was so flimsy you might as well have just been topless

And there you stood, hands on the table, under the white light of the overhead lamp. You shuddered as the cold air of the lab set in, and your own overthinking sent goosebumps over your exposed skin.

be normal. this is normal.

"Alright, now hurry up I'm getting cold-" you hiss, breaking the silence. You do not turn around, but you can feel their gaze on you; a moment of hesitation before you hear them approach. They are assessing you, yes, but there was something else beneath that as the two scientists raked their eyes over you: something you couldn’t quite place.

Viktor breaks the silence first, clearing his throat. Your eyes are still fixed on the table, the sudden sound causing you to flinch ever so slightly. You hope neither of them noticed. “Well…the design could definitely be worse, I can see where you tried to improve upon it…”

there was a but coming at the end of that sentence. You could feel it.

“But, In the long run it may end up doing more harm than good, considering the state of the garment itself…” he gently taps the row of tattered lacing running down the back. You nod, willing your voice not to crack. “So- what should we do? It’s all I can really afford at the moment…”

“Don’t worry about that- we’re more worried about making sure whatever we come up with is comfortable” Jayce chimes in, retrieving his measuring tape and notepad once more.

“Now, I need you to stand with your back as straight as possible for a moment, can you do that?” You nod, and you can feel him directly behind you as you straighten up. It’s uncomfortable, and you hear a few soft, telltale cracks as you do it. You groan quietly, and you feel him still for a moment.

“…don’t worry about it, just do what you gotta do.” You mumble, shifting your weight between your feet.

“Ah-uh- right! Right…” he laughs it off as he proceeds with his measurements and notes, quick, methodical, and very gentle. Every so often, skin would brush skin, his warm touch would linger, and you became increasingly aware of just how warm he was behind you: like a human space heater. It would be so easy in your exhausted state to simply lean back and melt into his chest, to bask in the warmth amidst the cold air of the lab and fall blissfully asleep.

Instead, with every ounce of composure you had, you avoided dozing off or leaning back. You could feel your eyes getting heavier before the deep timbre of Jayce’s voice brought you back.

“Alright, that’s done. You can rest now.”

You immediately slouch with a sluggish sigh, and you can nearly hear the furrowing of brows and the concerned expressions occurring behind you.

“We can stop if you are too fatigued, we should have enough to get started…” Viktor offered up, now nearly as close as Jayce was. You shook your head, taking a deep breath.

“No, no, I’m fine! It’s better to get this all over with now and save you both the trouble! So what next, huh?” You dredge up any remaining scraps of what could be perceived as enthusiasm as you turn your head to smile at Viktor.

The prospect of doing this again on a different day was already increasing your heartrate to an uncomfortable degree. Believe it or not; being examined by your two incredibly handsome scientist friends while half naked was something very anxiety inducing . Especially when you’ve been ignoring your growing feelings for said aforementioned handsome scientist friends. You felt awful for these thoughts and feelings, of course you did. So what better way to deal with this dilemma than to get it over with as quickly as possible. Right?

Wrong.

“Well, the last thing we really need is uh… well.” Jayce cleared his throat, carefully choosing his next words. “We’d want to get a look at your spine without your brace on, and take a few final measurements…”

Wrong. Dead wrong.

“… you need me to take it off?” You forced a nonchalant tone, unsure if it was convincing.

“Right. The measurements with it on will be slightly skewed since it is ill fitting in the first place…” Viktor added, a twinge of anxiety to his explanation. “But of course, only if you are comfortable doing so!” He quickly added. You began to spiral

Would it be weird to say yes? It would be more awkward if I refuse right? We’re all friends, this is fine! This is in a completely clinical context as well, so-

“Sure. No worries, uh-just… gimme a sec?” You blurted out before overthinking further, your hands leaving the table to fumble with the front closure of the corset. Your friends immediately averted their gaze, but did not completely turn around. Rather than dwelling on it, you focused on trying to get the busks open, before realizing you had laced it a bit tighter than usual that morning, thus making it a bit more difficult to get out of. You would need help. Great. You sigh.

“Uh… could one of you unlace me? It’s harder to get out of like this….”

The quiet that follows makes you cringe, and sets you a bit on edge, before Viktor pipes up behind you.

“Y-yes just a second”

You soon feel his cool hands against your back, nimble fingers finding the messy knot that kept your laces tight and marking short work of it. All three of you were quiet; no banter, no chatting, no bickering. Just the soft sound of laces being pulled through worn down grommets. Once it was loosened, you let out a breath it felt like you had been holding for a lifetime, slouching a bit as your back screamed at you.

Viktor leaned next to you, softly murmuring as he reassuringly placed a hand on your back. “Is that better?” His voice was low, soft, and held a bit of…restraint? You hoped the heat rising to your face wasn’t too noticeable, as the innocent action sent forth a troubling warmth in your gut. Not unpleasant, far from it. But troubling, given the circumstance.

“Mhm… y-yeah that’s better. Thank you” you murmured back, forcing your attention towards getting your corset off. The busks unhooked with ease as you shrugged off the patchwork garment, as well as your undershirt. As it fell to the floor, you instinctively moved to stretch, now free from the compression of your brace. A series of loud pops and cracks ring out into the lab as you did so, causing you to sigh in a unique mixture of relief and ache that you had grown accustomed to.

Once you had finished, you realized two things:

One: you were now completely topless in front of your two best friends

Two: neither of them had looked away this time.

Which could totally mean nothing

Upon this realization you kept your eyes forward, standing up as straight as you could once more, finding balance on the table.

“…well? go on, g-go ahead and look” you commanded weakly. Swallowing the anticipation that came with not being able to see them. Whose hands would you feel now? Whose breath would tickle your ear? You blamed your lack of sleep for how much your mind was wandering.

You felt a warm finger trace slowly down your spine, down from the nape of your neck, past your shoulder blades, before stopping and slowing down even further, following the unnatural curve that ended toward the middle of your back. It was Jayce, you realized. And a part of you was flustered even further now knowing you could tell it was him by just the feeling of his hands.

There was low murmuring, the sound of pencil on paper, and then Viktor’s hand, tracing from the bottom of your spine through your skirt, to the middle of you back before also stopping.

“…you’re too quiet. It’s unsettling” you manage to quip, starting to feel exposed under the bright light.

“…it’s your spine. You should’ve been fitted with a brace ages ago” Viktor finishes tracing his line up your back “a proper one, no offense to your handiwork of course.” He clarified.

“That bad huh?” You huff, wincing at the implication. You had known there was an issue for years now. But all you could do was your best in terms of treatment and preventative care. Every time it had crossed your mind to get checked out, you heard the condescending doctor’s voice echoing inside your skull: “you’re being dramatic.”

“Luckily, It seems manageable with a proper brace, and you already stretch and exercise, yes?” Viktor inquired behind you, his hand now resting on your shoulder. You hummed affirmatively, as you let yourself slouch once more. You knew it only contributed to your poor posture, but the temporary relief was worth it momentarily. The urge to fall asleep right then and there was overwhelming, even despite the cold. You could feel both of them shuffle back a bit as you did.

“Sorry, sorry! Did we take too long? Are you cold?” Jayce apologizes as he tries to get you warm again, picking up your sweater and getting it right-sides-out again. You let out a sleepy mumble as you reach back for it, turning toward him with your hand out.

Turning toward him.

After a few seconds of facing them with your hand out, and being confused as to why they were just standing there, avoiding your gaze, cheeks getting redder by the second; it hit you.

“Oh-oh shit! sorry, sorry, my bad-” you snatch up your sweater and quickly yank it on and you apologize profusely and so quickly that the words were barely recognizable.

Well, you were wide awake now.

You start rambling, trying to cram how you were cold and sleep deprived and achy all into the world’s fastest sentence as you got yourself together, gathering up your discarded braces. The only thing stopping you from bolting out of the door was the grinding of your now fully unsupported knees. You winced as you pitifully shuffled back to your chair, moving to put the braces back on.

The air was thick with…something.

It wasn’t quite tension, and although being a bit awkward it wasn’t quite full on embarrassment either. But it was something, and it was intense.

“….I’ll get going then…“ you murmur, standing on unsteady legs. Except now you weren’t sure if you were unsteady because of the pain, or because of the dizzying memory of their hands on your skin.

For a moment, your fatigue catches up to you; your legs feel like static and your vision blurs around the edges. Before you even have the chance to stumble, Jayce’s arms are around you.

“Easy there! Just give us a second, we’ll get you back to your dorm okay?”

“But-“ you were cut off by the sound of Viktor shushing you and guiding you over to a couch in the corner of the lab. The two men eyed you with a seriousness that felt strange in comparison to your usual lighthearted interactions. But it was oddly comforting now, as you let yourself sink into the plush sofa

“Rest for a while, you don’t have any more classes today, right?” It was less of a question and more of a reminder, as he retrieved a blanket to drape over you. You really had no say in the matter, and the couch was so comfortable….

You felt relieved, cared for, and so so very sleepy...

So you fell asleep.

Once you were certifiably slumbering, your two impromptu caregivers let out shuddering breaths they hadn't realized they were holding, exchanging knowing glances.

Little did you know, they had been struggling just as much as you, if not more.

"....Let's get back to work." Viktor mumbled, forcing his eyes away from your relaxed form on the couch. He gripped his cane tightly as he turned away, retrieving his notes. Upon noticing Jayce hadn't moved yet, he huffed at having to repeat himself.

"Jayce."

"Right! sorry..." Jayce nodded, slowly backtracking to the main worktable. Couldn't help the deja vu that hit him as he remembered your topless form leaning against it, illuminated under the overhead light. He groaned and shook his head.

"Heaven knows we need the distraction."

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tadaaa*~~~ took me long enough! p2 will be up relatively soon, i just needed to stop nitpicking.

part two will be primarily from the boys' POV!

[dreamdolldeveloper]

back to basics

mostly free resources to help you learn the basics that i've gathered for myself so far that i think are cool

everyday

gcfglobal - about the internet, online safety and for kids, life skills like applying for jobs, career planning, resume writing, online learning, today's skills like 3d printing, photoshop, smartphone basics, microsoft office apps, and mac friendly. they have core skills like reading, math, science, language learning - some topics are sparse so hopefully they keep adding things on. great site to start off on learning.

handsonbanking - learn about finances. after highschool, credit, banking, investing, money management, debt, goal setting, loans, cars, small businesses, military, insurance, retirement, etc.

bbc - learning for all ages. primary to adult. arts, history, science, math, reading, english, french, all the way to functional and vocational skills for adults as well, great site!

education.ket - workplace essential skills

general education

mathsgenie - GCSE revision, grade 1-9, math stages 1-14, provides more resources! completely free.

khan academy - pre-k to college, life skills, test prep (sats, mcat, etc), get ready courses, AP, partner courses like NASA, etc. so much more!

aleks - k-12 + higher ed learning program. adapts to each student.

biology4kids - learn biology

cosmos4kids - learn astronomy basics

chem4kids - learn chemistry

physics4kids - learn physics

numbernut - math basics (arithmetic, fractions and decimals, roots and exponents, prealgebra)

education.ket - primary to adult. includes highschool equivalent test prep, the core skills. they have a free resource library and they sell workbooks. they have one on work-life essentials (high demand career sectors + soft skills)

youtube channels

the organic chemistry tutor

khanacademy

crashcourse

tabletclassmath

2minmaths

kevinmathscience

professor leonard

greenemath

mathantics

3blue1brown

literacy

readworks - reading comprehension, build background knowledge, grow your vocabulary, strengthen strategic reading

chompchomp - grammar knowledge

tutors

not the "free resource" part of this post but sometimes we forget we can be tutored especially as an adult. just because we don't have formal education does not mean we can't get 1:1 teaching! please do you research and don't be afraid to try out different tutors. and remember you're not dumb just because someone's teaching style doesn't match up with your learning style.

cambridge coaching - medical school, mba and business, law school, graduate, college academics, high school and college process, middle school and high school admissions

preply - language tutoring. affordable!

revolutionprep - math, science, english, history, computer science (ap, html/css, java, python c++), foreign languages (german, korean, french, italian, spanish, japanese, chinese, esl)

varsity tutors - k-5 subjects, ap, test prep, languages, math, science & engineering, coding, homeschool, college essays, essay editing, etc

chegg - biology, business, engineering/computer science, math, homework help, textbook support, rent and buying books

learn to be - k-12 subjects

for languages

lingq - app. created by steve kaufmann, a polygot (fluent in 20+ languages) an amazing language learning platform that compiles content in 20+ languages like podcasts, graded readers, story times, vlogs, radio, books, the feature to put in your own books! immersion, comprehensible input.

flexiclasses - option to study abroad, resources to learn, mandarin, cantonese, japanese, vietnamese, korean, italian, russian, taiwanese hokkien, shanghainese.

fluentin3months - bootcamp, consultation available, languages: spanish, french, korean, german, chinese, japanese, russian, italian.

fluenz - spanish immersion both online and in person - intensive.

pimsleur - not tutoring** online learning using apps and their method. up to 50 languages, free trial available.

incase time has passed since i last posted this, check on the original post (not the reblogs) to see if i updated link or added new resources. i think i want to add laguage resources at some point too but until then, happy learning!!

[melancholicstation]

JOHN F. KENNEDY AND NURSE!READER HEADCANON'S!

putting this in memoriam for the jackuno instagram account... my number one boy come back home soon

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you two definitely meet when jack, or rather joe senior, is trying to bribe jack's way into the naval academy despite his various medical ailments...

you're the only nurse that actually is able to convince the head doctor at the massachusetts hospital you work at to give jack the go-ahead, so naturally you and jack become fast friends... though the term in this case is used VERY fast and loose

in between feeling very sorry for himself jack would definitely beg, and be successful, in having you to sneak out with him to go to high society parties on the cape saying that they're "for the betterment of his health"

after a few times of this happening during his medical stay, you now have made it routine to always bring an overnight doctor's bag to your shift fit with: a tipping coat, oxford shirt, cummerbund, and a wool pique bow tie.

you'd also bring a change of clothes to change out of your normal nursing uniform... which in my personal mind palace looks like that one flashback scene of miss alison dilaurentis in the hospital but more elevated

think a nice candy striped dress shirt in a starched cotton with a silk vest on top or a nice white, 100% cotton midi dress

would soooo bitch and moan for you to get him real bedding instead of those nasty polyester hospital sheets

he feels at home wrapped up in baby cashmere who can blame him? not i... not i

in the early days you're not taking him, or your "relationship" seriously as it appeared that he didn't either

but... that all changes once he finally starts to open up slowly but surely, starting with his feelings around his own health, and moving onto his family and their less than psychologically beneficial dynamics...

makes you feed him pomegranate seeds like a baby deer in bed and not a twenty-something man

when his family comes to visit him (which is less often than you think he secretly would like) you indulge in his request for you to apply a bit of rouge to his cheeks just so his family doesn't worry that he's approaching death's door

you take daily walks to your local bibliothéque and browse the history sections for books to take back to the hospital, knowing that he gets through them suspiciously fast...

does he skim or is he just a very, very fast reader? the world, and you for that matter, may never know...

once he's in a more stable condition and thereby is let out for visitations on the weekend he stays with his family for the day, no doubt sailing on cape as instructed by his medical team, yet then he books a local boutique cape hotel for the two of you to stay the night.

he doesn't tell his family about whom and where he spends those weekend evenings and you definitely don't tell your boss that you just stayed at the hyannis travel inn with a certain trust fund patient of theirs

he gets sick of the hospital food real fast so you brave your way into the hospital kitchen and cook him steak and potatoes like you've got a high school crush...

how you and him are moving on days you're not working once he's out of the hospital:

these photos are very you and him coded. the first is so him carrying you bridal style to his private (cause we know that's one thing joe sr. doesn't play about) hospital room despite him being in the hospital for an AILING SPINE. the second is you two absolutely tearing it up at hyannis port, having fun meanwhile his family is confused like didn't we see this girl at hospital check-in... curious, curious indeed

[in1-nutshell]

With TF, in terms of combat, between OP, Sentinel, Elita, or Silver Aid (before & after techno-organic), who would win? (can be either in their Academic days, in serious battle, or in training)

(Bonus: which Bots & Cons would they cheer to between OP, Sentinel, Elita, or Silver Aid)

Okay! Taking into combat terms... Adding with timeline... And special abilities....

The winner for Academy is Silver Aid

The winner for Current Time is Optimus

Explanation under cut.

Academy time.

One might think that the heavier bruisers such as Sentinel and Optimus would come on top. But that would be wrong.

While Sentinel is great at defending and quick attacks, he is also a bit cowardly when it comes to ambushes. Not to mention he's ego getting the best of him in training sessions.

Optimus is agile and has most of the moves from the textbooks down to a science. Naturally you'd think he'd be good enough to be at his team mate.

...Except he tends to follow the moves too well. To the point he becomes predictable.

Being types of outliers, Elita and Silver have an edge over the mechs.

While Elita and Silver have the same powers, Elita is a bit more careless with it. For example, she constantly tries to use her powers whenever the opportunity arrives, including on things she isn't sure will work.

At this time, Elita was way too sure in herself that she would get the position of Prime with Sentinel and Optimus. So much self confidence in this bot.

Silver, on the other hand, knew that because she had powers, she was a bigger target. Said target that couldn't always rely on her powers. Yes, she was a working medic for their group... But she was also secretly trying to gain the Prime rank.

This is mainly out of fear of being left behind. If she became only a medic, the chances of her being transferred to a different team increased. Silver didn't want to leave her friends, a motivation to train and work harder.

So, with Silver Aid's ability to observe and learn her opponents moves after a few fights, combined with her extra training and additional powers, it's safe to say that Silver would win.

Current time

Things have changed since the Academy days.

Sentinel and Elita start sharing the same problem when it came to training.

Going too hard and too rash.

Given that both of them have a bit of pent up aggression against Optimus and have a tendency of letting their emotions get in the way.

Making them both wild and rash if placed to a corner.

Sentinel will still have his ego problems and Elita will still celebrate the battle before it's finished.

Silver Aid has now been appointed as Chief medic of the Decepticons.

Yes, she has seen bits of action here and there. She still knows how to kick afterburner when needed. It also helps that once she starts forming bonds with her new team, that they take some time to train her to fight like a Con. Blitzwing used to be the main Con she would spare before the others showed up.

That being said, she is now permanently a medic and does not see the battlefield that often and does not train as much with more repairs coming in. Anytime that there is sparing, it is usually for 'reflex test' (which is just code for fun).

Optimus has been fighting Cons since the Allspark found his ship and has been fighting ever since. With Primes combined battle intelligence, stamina and experience, Optimus has the edge over all his team mates.

[saeedmohammedsblog]

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[solusprime987]

I was supposed to do this weeks ago so i apologise for the delay but i finally got a chance to write the post about Medix and how his autism is portrayed in Rescue bots academy, I apologise If this post doesn't make much sense or if the grammer is poor since I'm very tired but I wanted to rant about this adorable lil medic so much that sleep came second lol

In season 1 episode 30 when wedge rejects wess's offer to help him and makes him sad Medix literally pulls out a datapad with different emotions and presumably descriptions of said emotions, I loved this moment! Not only did it subvert the trope of the autistic coded character saying something insensitive for "humour" but it also showed something I've never seen in a show before, an autistic character using something to help them in a situation they don't know how to deal with, most shows I've seen have either had the character say something insensitive, say something rude or just not care when someone around them is upset

Obviously this isn't accurate to autistic people at all, we might not realise at first that someone is upset around us due to not understanding social cues but when we do realise we want so badly to help and make the person feel better but we just don't know how particularly if we don't know that person, So to see Medix, a character who's been shown to not understand emotions or social cues, use something to help him work around this instead of the show depicting him as rude, unfeeling or faulty made me feel incredibly happy and represented seeing as I'm also an autistic person who uses a variety of items to help me function in this world ( I also really wish that I had an ipad that told me how someone was feeling lol)

As well as this, the show also does a brilliant job of showing how the despite the other students not understanding Medix they are willing to learn and apologise when they realise they've upset him as seen in season 1 episode 35 Life of the party when they refer to him as a "stick in the mud" and in the season 1 episode "Suprise, Medix!" Where they assume his dislike of surprises can be changed by throwing him a suprise however by the end of the episode the other recruits realise their mistake and apologise, compared to other shows where the other characters borderline hate the autistic character just for existing this is a breathe of fresh air and wonderful to see.

As well as everything I mentioned previously I also want to gush about Medix and his love of animals, this aspect of his character is especially relatable for me and I'm sure many other autistics as well, This being that Medix understands and bonds with animals much easier then he does other bots or people, I love seeing an autistic character be depicted as loving and caring towards animals because that's often how it is in real life obviously i don't speak for all autistic people but for me personally I've always been able to connect with and understand animals better then people so I adore this part of Medix's character plus every interaction he has with animals is adorable to watch

In other words I love and relate a lot to Medix and I think he's one of the best autistic characters that I've ever had the joy of watching and he truly deserves more appreciation and love in this fandom along with Chase who is the next character I'll be doing a post on and it'll probably be much longer then this post because as much as I love Rescue bots academy it doesn't hold a candle to Rescue bots which I absolutely adore more then any Transformers media with the exception of MTMTE

[tunastime]

For the spotify wraped... a 25??

so I swear I got this ask last year but I can't for the life of me find it anywhere, so maybe I never posted it? I'll link it if I can find it, but this song specifically falls into the fixing tango portion of my SEN playlist for docsuma! (EDIT: I FOUND IT)

so here's that, but from etho's pov instead of xisuma's! which is what the original fic. apparently obfuscated from my view. was in. regardless, enjoy! (738 words)

The first time Etho meets Tango is when he’s under his hands. Not physically, since Etho was no mechanical engineer and certainly had never claimed to be. He was good at smaller mechanics, because Bdubs, in their few years of knowing each other, because they’d both been hired at the same time here, luckily, and there was something so charming about him when he’d met him the first time on the Crescent, had taught him. But other than that, his entire background on the Relation was systems analysis and software programming, and not even in a language he particularly understood. Tango—the android, dormant, almost as if it were sleeping—was programmed in a language he understood, though it had been so heavily modified by the android itself, and Doc and the Admiral, apparently, that it was like learning a whole new one. He skims the code in front of him with his heart beating away in the base of his throat.

This is the second most terrifying moment of his life. Second only to the time the lab space he’d been using, snuggled up close to the outermost chamber of the sealed ship’s core to assist in making warp drive adjustments, had exploded on impact when the Relation crashed into its sister ship. That was also the first time he’d seen any of the people in this room with him, currently, besides the android dormant beside him, turned on its—his—side so Etho was able to access the cerebral port at the base of his neck. He can still feel the slightly cold impression of Admiral Void’s hands on his shoulders. 

He’s turned to leave Doc’s main lab space, now, standing with him at the base of the stairs, arms folded. The Chief Medical Officer—Cleo, he’s been told—had also left a few minutes prior, concern written deep into their expression. Now it’s just him, and the body to his immediate left. Tango. That was kind of a nice name for an android. Kind of rolled off the tongue. And clearly the Admiral, and Doc, and the CMO, had liked him a fair bit, because Etho had never seen the Admiral so firm in his convictions or statements. It was like he’d shifted to being a whole different, almost younger version of himself, fresh out of the academy. He wasn’t old by any means—Etho was almost certain he was older than him by at least a year, but the spark in his eye when he’d told him: I just need something, if anything changes, you ping me in the feed, Lieutenant, was something foreign to him. Even as he spoke to Doc in low, hushed whispers, his tone seemed to carry that spark. Etho rolls his shoulders. 

Tango has a variety of patches on his grey jumpsuit, too. Over his shoulder is the brightly colored HASA meatball, his name is embroidered in chunky, HASA font on the front with LT stitched in front. He had the dark red stripe of engineering down the side of his arm and the seam of the jumpsuit. They liked him enough to treat him like another member of the crew, which was different than Etho had ever encountered. The sparse connections he had ever had with bots were either low-sentience bots, like in the Relation’s or Crescent’s medical suite, the haulers he’d seen on the Prometheus, or any of the drones he’d come in contact with. He’d never been face to face with sentience and artificial intelligence like a self-writing android, or construct, or anything in between. It was interesting, and it was kind of nice. Tango looked human, aside from the slightly shiny, plasticine and silicon skin, now underlain with visible electric lines. He had bright blond hair and a soft face and the Admiral and Doc clearly referred to him as Tango and buddy and friend, so the admiration was clear.

It was that admiration that was scaring Etho, too. Because if he fucked this up he could call his job done for, easily. He breathes out a shaky sigh as he spreads out the crash logs between his display monitors. Doc comes to stand at his elbow after a moment, brow furrowed.

“Don’t be so stressed,” he says a touch playfully. “It’s only your rank on the line.”

Etho barks out a strained laugh. When he looks behind him, the Admiral is gone. He swallows.

He really, really hopes Doc is joking.

[loosesodamarble]

Can you tell us all more about the butler AU world? Like what does Noelle do? What about the female characters like Vanessa, Grey and Mimosa ? How many OCs are there in the universe? And any extra information you want to share but can not fit into your writing. The AU is so interesting.

😈

I can indeed~!

I actually have a document full of trivia about the world of the Butler Cafe AU so buckle up for a whole info dump!

Other Businesses

The Flora and the Fae: a flower shop that also dabbles in making tea blends (mostly caffeine-free floral/herbal teas but also regular teas with caffeine). It's across the street from the Black Bird.

Flora and Fae is actually where most of the ocs that appear in the au work. Zera Cassia ( @lyranova's oc) is the main business owner. Briar ( @koneko-pi), Solara ( @thoughtfullyrainynightmare), and Josele (my own oc) are co-founders of the establishment.

Zen Dragon: a sushi bar and izakaya owned by Ryuuya Ryuudou. It's located in the busy Diamond District just like the Black Bird and the Flora and the Fae.

Elysia: a cafe owned by Licht and Lumiere (who is married to Secre in this au). It has a cozy, rustic atmosphere with a flower garden located behind the building, which patrons can admire up close. It's located away from most of the other businesses, being near the edge of Clover City.

Devil's Den: a bar owned by Dante Zogratis. He also uses the bar as a meeting place for mob activity. It too is in Diamond District but much further away.

As for Noelle...

Four-Leaf Academy

Asta was once part of the school's European Blade Sport Club. If he hadn't quit the club to make time for working at the Black Bird, he would've been the team captain.

Noelle is training to be a competitive swimmer. She frequently goes to Grand Times, a recreation center in Clover City, to train. She's currently living with her uncle, aunt, and cousin since her siblings have declined taking custody of her.

Yuno's plans after high school are leaving Clover City and studying history in college.

Mimosa is preparing to enter medical school and is a teacher's assistant.

Liebe won't be going to college but instead a trade school to be a mechanic.

Leopold has actually already graduated from Four-Leaf Academy.

Edward Avalache is the school's principal.

Four-Leaf Academy covers curriculum from 1st to 12th grade. However, only about 50% of students who graduate from Four-Leaf attend that school for 12 years straight.

Other Characters

Vanessa is an up-and-coming fashion designer competing against the likes of Nebra Silva. Before she had a big break, she designed the suits worn at the Black Bird.

Grey is the one to bring the designs to life. She also dabbles in make-up artistry and is the one to put together Vanessa's wardrobe for public appearances.

Charmy, as seen in a recent fic, is a food reviewer.

Charlotte is a stunt choreographer and performer, typically being called to stage live performances for stage productions but she also works in film too. She used to train at the same gym as Josele before they drifted apart.

Dorothy is a private investigator. Her current case is that of Acier's mysterious poisoning.

Mereoleona is a professional MMA fighter. Though she's being pulled away from sports temporarily to fill in for Fuegoleon at Vermillion Enterprises.

Nebra, as stated prior, is a fashion designer. She's made it much further in the industry than Vanessa thanks to being born with connections.

Solid is working a surprisingly humbler job as a programmer. He works with lots of complex code and the like.

Langris and Finesse are in the acting industry and waiting for Finral to reach out to them again.

Ciel is an interior designer for homes.

Loyce was the lieutenant governor of Clover City before his death.

Licita works as a simple house cleaner, doing her best to make ends meet for her boys.

Julius is a landlord and philanthropist beloved in Clover City. He's actually the building owner of the Black Bird Cafe.

OCs Present in the AU

There are a few ocs who are essentially locked presences in the AU.

There's Astrea/Lady Titania who works at the Black Bird.

Then there are the ladies from the Flora an the Fae (Zera, Josele, Briar, Solara).

Neva (another of Lyra's ocs) is a fellow student at Four-Leaf Academy. Presently, William is acting as her legal guardian.

And then there are a few who aren't locked in but I've welcomed into the AU in some way (either with a small background role or a cameo).

Acylla (belonging to @faewraithsworld) works as a jewelry and helped the butlers acquire some nicer cuff links after becoming acquainted with the business.

Mallory ( @sailor-muno) works at Grand Times and while she primarily coaches at the archery range, she and Noelle are familiar with each other due to Noelle's frequent visits.

Helia (my oc), Selena (another of Laura's ocs), and Helena ( @kalolasfantasyworld) cameo-ed in one of the butler intro fics (Nozel's to be specific).

Other Things to Know

Clover City is a city-state akin to Singapore and Vatican City.

The Diamond District is a commercial area of the city that acts as a hub for small businesses. At the center of the district is one of Clover City’s public transit stations, where trains and bus routes connect. Cars can be driven through Diamond District but it’s more common to take public transit and walk the area.

Heart Hill is a wide-spread residential zone known for having a low population density with multiple parks spreading between the neighborhood blocks. It’s got a transit station at its north and south ends. House prices in the area are considered “middle of the road.”

The Spade Sector of Clover City is a mixed-use zone of the city. There’s office skyscrapers and highrise apartments in this part of the city. It’s expensive and considered luxurious. It’s where the Parliament Building and the Civil Service Headquarters are located.

Golden Dawn Heights is the luxury, high-rise condominium complex where Yuno and Ciel live.

[whatwooshkai]

18!!

Boulder taps the tips of their digits together. "I have a question."

"What do you need?" Blades asks. He's putting up a garland around the perimeter of the basement, something he's been working on for days now. There are tiny little hand made models of their alt modes, trees, rocks, and other oddities that Boulder can't identify, made out of yarn big enough to hand knit with.

They're cute, and quite nice. Really bring a homey air to the place. "I need a bit of code altered."

Blades' helm whips around so fast he nearly falls over. He searches Boulder's face, but apparently doesn't find what he's looking for, because his face sets in a panicked frown and his rotors start flicking erratically. "You can't be serious."

"I'm serious," Boulder says, clasping their hands behind their back. "You're our medic, so I assumed-"

"Boulder, I am a field medic at most," Blades stresses, and some of his loose garland starts to flutter from the breeze created by his rotors. "I have no credentials. Hell, the only reason I know as much as I do is because Heatwave gets hurt so often it's all trial and error! They would never let me into the Academy, you know, they'd probably ban me from ever practicing-"

"Blades," Boulder says gently, but Blades' talking only gets more frantic.

"But code? Boulder, I can barely understand my own code, you really want me poking around in your helm? What if I mess something up? I could completely fuck up your coding, and I couldn't live with myself if I did that, living with unfulfilled protocols is horrible I can't imagine living with something broken-"

"BLADES!" Boulder shouts, and the helicopter shuts up, but his rotors are still flapping.

"Sorry," he murmurs. "I just don't think it's a good idea."

"It's something I can do myself," Boulder starts carefully, holding their hands out placatingly. "I just need a spotter."

The flapping dies down a little. "A spotter?"

"Yes, a spotter." Boulder clasps their hands again, this time against their chest. "Just in case."

"Just in case," Blades parrots, hugging his arms around himself. "What exactly do you need done?"

Boulder chews on their lip. "I just..." they trail off, trying to figure out how to phrase this. The pressure of the air has been changing all day, the sky getting darker, little beads of condensation appearing on their frame- the telltale signs of an oncoming storm. Someone like Blades would be able to better detect the changes in the atmosphere with his sensitive rotors, but Boulder doesn't have anything like that. And well... "I want to quiet a fear response."

Blades' face changes immediately. "Oh, Boulder," he says. "You can't just shove that down, you have to-"

"That's not what I meant," Boulder gently interrupts. "It's a fear response that's useless to me now. And it's going to storm."

"Oh." Blades' field reaches out in understanding, and Boulder brushes it with reassurance from their own. "You're scared of thunder."

"Not thunder. I want to experience it."

"The noise."

"Yeah."

Blades sighs. "Alright. I'll spot."

They find themselves on the floor, sitting with their legs crossed, across from each other. Their wrist ports are open and Blades has unspooled the cable from next to his, handing it to Boulder to let them plug in.

They do without much fanfare, initiating handshake protocols, and then Boulder guides Blades to the corner of their processor where all their instincts from their past as a miner lay dormant.

Well. Dormant-ish.

Where is it? Blades' voice is nice, inside of Boulder's processor. Warm and buttery smooth, but still somehow with a nervous lilt. It's kind of cool, the way it bounces around.

Here. Boulder pulls up the protocol and with it a memory- a huge bang that rattles the cavern and sends dust and pebbles showering down over Boulder and their coworkers. They dive for their positions, curling into balls, preparing for the worst. The fear is bone deep. Blades' very presence shivers with it. I want to be outside.

I know.

Blades' presence seems to hold them steady as Boulder dips their hands into the code. It shifts like water beneath their digits, slippery as they grasp for the strands that connect to their emotional core. They pinch and tie the line with a few more lines- simple things they'd been practicing doing, just extra stimuli needed to activate the protocol itself, like falling rubble, and suppressing it when rain registered as sensory input.

Boulder sighs as they finish up, letting it slip back out of their hands. Blades' relief is palpable, and it washes comfortingly over Boulder, then nestles in their spark even as they disconnect from each other.

"That wasn't so bad," Blades hums, mostly a reassurance to himself.

"Not at all," Boulder agrees.

-----------------------

That night, Boulder faces the rain.

[howlingday]

I’ll just… attach a Shin Godzilla’s tail, Jaune…

JAUNE-ZILLA

"How is he?"

Ren shook his head at Ruby. For the past few weeks, ever since a mysterious stranger snuck upon and attached a strange appendage to Jaune, the paladin leader of Team JNPR had become noticeably more and more ill as of late. The doctors in the infirmary had difficulty determining what was happening to him, originally citing it as some type of unknown infection.

Since then, Jaune had been quarantined within his own room in the medical wing of Beacon Academy. What started as a fever and chills quickly developed into vomiting blood and developing painful lesions across his skin. Not only this, but his body had begun to change as well, developing a form of gigantism matching his adult teeth falling out and being replaced by larger, sharper teeth. What little words he could speak had fallen into mumbles and groans.

The lesions in his skin, which had gone from pale to gray, began to scab over, as if he were suddenly growing scales over his body. This brought confusion as experts all over Remnant were brought in to study this new illness. When one student was asked to look his mind, using his semblance, the student remarked that the only response he could find that remained of Jaune Arc was one word. "Pain."

"Is... Is he going to die?" Ruby asked.

"They're not sure." Pyrrha answered, putting on a brave face for her team. Nora leaned into Ren, not bearing to look at their sister team as their new leader explained. "They say his vital signs are maintaining stability, but..." She swallowed. "They're also saying they don't see any way for Jaune to recover from this."

"He looks pretty bad." Yang commented. "Do you..." She clenched her teeth, hesitating to speak her thoughts.

"Go on." Pyrrha urged.

"Do you... know if anyone is talking about... 'helping' him?" The way Yang put emphasis on the word did little to ease tension. "Y'know?" Concerned her point didn't come across enough, she made a motion similar to putting one's head to pillows.

"I..." Pyrrha sighed. "I wish I could say no." She looked to the doors where their leader had been taken almost a month before. "The doctors are saying that what Jaune has isn't contagious, but... They're also saying that Jaune is in so much pain, anything else would be considered cruel."

"What if-" Sirens blared in the infirmary.

"CODE VIOLET." A voice on the PA system called. "VIOLENT PATIENT IN QUARANTINE."

"JAUNE!" Pyrrha turned to the doors, only to be stopped by Professor Goodwitch. "Professor! Let me!"

"Stay back, students!" The deputy headmistress barked. "Mr. Arc is being subdued and your presence will not-"

"CODE YELLOW." The PA called. "PATIENT HAS ESCAPED QUARANTINE."

"GET DOWN!" A voice called, causing Professor Goodwitch to use her semblance to push the students out of the way. Unfortunately, she was too slow to move herself and was shoved into the wall by a running mass of gray that barreled through the doors. She tried to hold him, but he was too far away and too heavy for her to grasp.

"Jaune!" Pyrrha called, giving chase with Team JNPR. Ruby looked to Professor Goodwitch, who was being helped by the infirmary staff, then looked to her team who nodded. Jaune was in pain, and they were going to help their friend.