#Quin's Journal

[shining-vulpine]

Hi everyone! I'm looking for some inspiration help in my journal/planner!

I've been using this spread for every week this year and want to try out some new ones before the new year starts. While I don't mind the spacing etc I feel the aesthetic is not great does anyone have an inspiration pictures or advice to make it look better?

[tar-quin]

dreams are weird, fascinating, scary stuff and i'd say it's no wonder why people thought they recieved messages from higher powers through them because how do you explain that you dreamed of seeing a bus flipping over on the highway, sliding towards you and giving you an intense near death experience and later you see people scattered on the side of the road with, alive but gravely injured. the news tell you no one died but you can't shake the haunting image of a man grabbing his severed leg. not in the dream and not after you've woken up either, and the next day in real life you get stuck in a massive traffic jam due to a serious car accident

[covid-safer-hotties]

Also preserved in our archive

By Kevin Kavanagh, MD

(Follow the link to get all the links!)

Over the last month, volumes of impactful scientific research have been published regarding long-term COVID-19. These findings clearly describe our society's precarious state and the desperate need to change course. We must start controlling our impulses to partake in desirable but risky behavior and instead prioritize controlling the spread of COVID-19.

Most concerning was a large survey by Shijie Quin and colleagues involving over 74,000 participants in China that found the incidence of long-term COVID-19 in their country to be between 10% and 30%. The researchers documented recurrent infections and found that although reinfections were associated with milder disease, they were also associated with “a higher incidence and severity of long COVID.” In addition, they reported that vaccinations reduced long-term symptoms by 30% to 70%. Dr. Ziyad Al-Aly noted that the reported symptoms in this study of brain fog and cognitive decline mirrored other studies from across the world. Long COVID is a worldwide problem that does not involve just one nation or society.

The dangers COVID-19 poses to health care workers were underscored by research from the King’s College of London that found a third of health care workers had symptoms of long COVID. And patients are also not spared. NSW Ministry of Health data reported that in Australian hospitals, thousands of patients have caught COVID-19, and hundreds have died. In the US, we are handling this situation by burying our heads in the sand. We are not counting nor reporting health care-associated COVID-19.

Many of us were hoping that children would be less affected. They would become immune early, and the disease would burn out. These hopes were dashed by a recent NIH study (RECOVER-Pediatrics cohort STUDY) covered by Medscape, which reported that “20% of kids (ages 6-11) and 14% of teens met researchers' threshold for long COVID.”

Unfortunately, there is mounting evidence regarding the role that brain injury plays in long-term COVID-19. The finding by Shijie Quin and colleagues that cognitive dysfunction is a major part of long COVID was also substantiated by Catarina Rua and colleagues in the journal Brain, who documented with imaging studies persistent damage in COVID-19 patients’ brainstems (medulla, pons, and midbrain regions) 93 to 548 days after hospital admission.

In a highly controversial challenge study performed in the United Kingdom, 18 of 34 healthy young adults (aged 18 to 30) volunteers developed COVID-19 after exposure to the virus. One had an asymptomatic infection, and the remaining (17) developed a mild one. Comparing pre-and post-test results with follow-up at 30, 90, 180, 270, and 360 days, the research documented deficiencies in memory and executive function tasks.

Executive function relates to judgment, anger control, and managing emotions and actions. There is mounting research finding that executive function is one of the primary cognitive functions degraded in long COVID. Rosalia-Dacosta-Aguayo and colleagues have reported in 53 subjects with mild to moderate long COVID, 59% had deficits in executive function. Using imaging studies, the researchers documented that the cognitive impairment was “linked” to changes in brain structure. Of the 53 participants, 43 had mild to moderate COVID-19, 9 were treated in the hospital, and none were in the ICU.

Degradation of executive function can have a plethora of societal manifestations. For example, auto insurance is the leading sector experiencing the largest inflation in the US, which rose almost 21% in the 12 months ending in February 2024. Increased claims and traffic deaths have driven this increase. I would assert that this phenomenon is a manifestation of post-COVID deficiencies in executive function, which has caused an increase in risky driving behavior. In December 2022, Infection Control Today® discussed an American Journal of Medicine article that observed a significant increase in traffic accidents in vaccine-hesitant individuals. A 2024 study by the American Automobile Association found that risk driving spiked, as did an associated increase in fatal traffic accidents. A study published this month (October 8, 2024) in Neurology reported a correlation between COVID-19 cases and traffic accidents.

It has been shown that patients who experience disturbances in smell have an increased risk of developing “behavioral, functional, and structural brain alterations.” This virus has a propensity to affect the brain, including the prefrontal cortex. One of the first researchers to describe the propensity of this virus to infect the brain was Fernanda Crunfli, PhD, and colleagues, who observed infection of astrocytes. This was a surprising finding since brain cells (astrocytes) do not have ACE2 receptors. Thus, the researchers postulated a second method of cellular entry. This postulate was confirmed by researchers from the University of Illinois and Northwestern University, who observed that while infecting the lungs, the virus can mutate, losing its furan cleavage site, which enhances its ability to infect the central nervous system.

Thus, a picture is starting to form of an insidious, dangerous pathogen that, upon infection, can change the host's behavior to manifest risky behavior, increasing the spread of the SARS-CoV-2 virus and repeating the cycle. Acquiring such an ability is an example of evolutionary pressure to enhance the virus's survival.

All the above is depressing but also largely preventable. Chinese philosopher Lao Tzu stated that if you do not change directions, you may end up where you are headed. We must prioritize vaccinations, use N95 masks, and clean indoor air to stop this virus's spread. Only then will we be headed in the correct direction.

[beekindac]

I thought it would be fun to use limited color palettes based on the big Daniel Smith dot cards. These were the more pinkish quin colors and quin. gold. I can't remember where this idea came from, but it was fun to see how Daniel Smith paints turned out in my art journal.

[quinloki]

Hi Quin! How you doing? What's NaNo? Please excuse the ignorance, oh! Also will you do a vikingMarco shot? Another idea that got rent free in this brain and i blame you! hehehe (just kidding lots of hugs and good things for you)

I might have to do a Viking mini-story or something at some point. Or a re-write of 13th Warriors with a One Piece cast cause I love both so much.

Ah, NaNo is NaNoWriMo - which is National Novel Writing Month, and it's a challenge to write 50,000 words in 30 days. I forget when it got started, but I did it last year and the year before.

The best part is that you can write 50,000 words of whatever, a single story, short stories, poetry, journaling, etc. the point is to write 50k words, nothing more, nothing less.

I want to write 100k this coming November, I tried for it last November, but work was unexpectedly busy and honestly November in to December was completely awful for me, so I needed to cut myself a break.

Still, I think I can do it.

And the idea isn't to write 50,000 perfect words, the idea is to just bang out a draft and move on. It's good to prep a bit before the month starts. =3

[pillowxtalk]

"you're the prettiest thing i've ever seen." { quin to Joshua }

Send "you're the prettiest thing i've ever seen." to see my muse's reaction.

Joshua had asked Quin to come pick him up after the filming of the newest episode of "Dream journal" a series they posted on his group's YouTube channel. They had been filming the Chuseok for this year in which they acted like a family again. It was always improvised acting and the last two times it had ended in pure chaos, which they fans came to love. For the filming of the day the idol had gotten the role of the youngest family member, the daughter of Hansol and his 'wife' Zen.

Quin arrived as they had just finished filming and so he was still in his costume. He decided to surprise the other because he hadn't told him what they were doing and so he decided to stay in his role for a bit longer. Once he spotted his guest he got up and pretty much waddled over to him before sitting down in a chair next to Quin. And as they made eye contact he started, using the voice he had used before. "Hi my name is..." He paused like he had to think. "...Yongbok.", he added, having used his Korean name.

Then he used his fingers to start counting before looking back up at Quin. "And I'm three." Joshua said in an excited tone before playfully sulking as Quin started to laugh after he had looked confused for a moment. He then stopped and reached over to brush a strand of hair out of the idol's eyes. "You're the prettiest thing I've ever seen." Quin then whispered, looking at him in a way that made it clear he meant his words. Which resulted in Joshua's cheeks getting more color and he looked down for a moment. His lips were curled up in a smile but he also felt shy.

[varlaisvea]

Journal entry from a Riften bunkhouse

~850 words Rated G

Here’s a little snippet from a BIG WIP— i’ve been working on it for almost a year, and this is the FIRST thing I’ve published! 😬 Some of it (like this part) is in the form of journal entries. The whole story spans both Second Era and Fourth Era timelines, and features both the Dragonborn and the Vestige of Coldharbour.

This, though, is neither of them—it’s one of the main characters (OC), a Khajiit from the Second Era (less than a decade after the epic year of 2E 582). He’s in his 30s and from Riverhold, which means he’s lived through the Knahaten flu and two Imperial occupations of his home city. He will someday become the first Khajiiti Arch-Mage of the College of Winterhold, and this is an excerpt from his journal as he makes his way to Winterhold for the first time, to enroll in the College.

Please enjoy, feedback welcome! I could use the encouragement!

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Tonight, we are staying at a dingy bunkhouse in Riften. I was, quite unexpectedly, unsuccessful in my attempt at seduction a few days ago, but Vihk was still kind enough to invite me to the tavern with him and some of the others from the caravan. I think he was only being polite, and anyway I was feeling quite restless, so I spent the evening wandering the docks and streets in thought. I had heard the guard here harasses wanderers, especially at night, but correctly guessed that account was from someone who is not of my stature or impressively sleek clawfulness. The worst I got was one “keep moving, cat.”

I do not know how long it has been since I have felt motivated, curious, and excited to learn, but today, when I talked to those mages in the caravan, I remembered: this one is also a mage, and has been ever since he asked his mother if he could learn the clan-magic along with his little sisters. Is this not something Araszha once loved about himself—his intellectual curiosity? To feel it again only made me despair for how long it had been gone, and how little I had even noticed its absence. But to catch a glimmer of it… I wanted to cling to it and chase after it. Not in the joyful way, though, in the urgent and desperate way; clawing at strings. A motivation so flimsy it almost feels shameful.

Still… perhaps it is preferable to my prior plans.

A few days ago in Ska’vyn, I noticed a very handsome, very snobbish-looking Dunmer who was traveling with a caravan to Winterhold, and I saw that Riften was one of the stops the caravan would make. Although I had been idly considering traveling to Riften for a while, I only knew two things about the city: it has a reputation for looking the other way on many unsavory activities, and it is very far away from Riverhold in Ne Quin-al. An ideal destination, yes? I told the caravan driver I was going to Winterhold, and paid for passage, planning to charm my way into a lovely evening (or a few) with a deliciously condescending Dunmeri dandy. 

Perhaps in Riften Araszha-dar would be too drunk to wake up in time for the departure to Winterhold, and be left behind—the caravan driver would already have been paid; no skin off his frozen nose. The only people who might notice a missing cat would be aforementioned Dunmer snob (who would doubtless be glad not to have to avoid eye contact with his most recent less-than-wise decision), and other members of the caravan. All of whom would be unsurprised that the slick and shifty Liar-dar they had met was as unreliable as he was insufferable, and perhaps be mildly relieved to be free of such a cat, if they felt anything at all.

Riften’s seedy reputation seems well-earned—one could easily get oneself into misfortune here. It would be easy for someone—perhaps even someone taller and more furry than most Nords—to go missing, especially at night. In fact, I feel one could easily go missing in such a way that, for example, anyone who might be trailing or threatening them would be delayed for days or weeks, trying to get any sort of definitive answer as to their whereabouts or condition. Otherwise, no one would notice or care, especially if one’s very appearance suggested a lecherous thief to most of the city’s inhabitants—a dozen other identical criminal pests come through here every week, probably. I imagine Riften is more accustomed than most cities to seeing occasional bodies fished out of the water, or removed from a dimly-lit alley, or a cheap inn bed. Likewise, the people of Riften are probably more accustomed than most to avoiding the everyday undead—hollow-eyed skooma eaters, beggars, gamblers, drunks. Which is to say: it seems easy to become a ghost here, and whether one becomes a literal or figurative ghost matters to no one, ghost included. 

Even if, say, one’s family worried for them, even if one’s lovingly tenacious family tracked down their last known location, Riften would shrug with bleak disinterest—why would it matter if a given degenerate ends up face-down in a grimy skooma den, in chains en route to a Morrowind plantation, or at the bottom of the lake? In any case, they are gone. And for the sort of people whose lives end here, one way or another, that is a blessing to them and everyone else—even the people who fish bodies out of lakes and skooma dens get some work out of the deal. My wandering tonight confirmed: Riften seems to be exactly what I was looking for, when I decided a few days ago that it was finally time to make my way here.

I am back in my bunk, but of course I cannot sleep. Isn’t it strange, to think that Mother first told me about the College of Winterhold over twenty years ago? It is stranger still to know that tomorrow, I will be able tell her I have finally arrived! 

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Youths Captured After Exciting Motor Car Chase," Ottawa Journal. October 3, 1932. Page 15. --- Police "Prowler" Car and Pursued Machine Make Some Thrilling Turns on Lindenlea Streets. --- Chased through the winding streets of Lindenlea and New Edinburgh by a police prowler car, four youths accused of stealing the automobile in which they tried to elude their pursuers were captured at 2.30 o'clock. Sunday morning and arrested on a charge of theft.

The prisoners were: Arthur Seguin, 17, of 45 Springfield road; Fernand Villeneuve, 17, of 90 Catherine street, Eastview: Gerard Cardinal, 16, of 30 Douglas avenue, and Royal Legault, 17, of 25 Durocher street.

Arraigned in Police Court this morning the quartet was remanded until tomorrow without pleading.

While patrolling the eastern sector of the city and rambling around New Edinburgh, Constables Leopold Goyette and John Cavan noticed an automobile cross Beechwood avenue. the boundary between Ottawa and Eastview, at Putman avenue, at high speed.

Put On Speed. Deciding to get close enough to take the license number, the police headed their car towards the direction the others had taken and turned into Putman avenue in pursuit. When they realized they were being followed and overtaken, the occupants of the car ahead increased the speed and darted into the labyrinth of streets in Lindenlea.

Hot in pursuit, the police saw the lights of their quarry's machine go out and realized they could not slacken their pace an instant if they were to catch up.

Around sharp bends, hair-pin twists and right angle corners, the two automobiles roared. the police car steadily gaining. After 10 minutes of dodging, swerving and mad racing. Constable Goyette guided the prowler car past and ahead of the other automobile and forced its passengers to stop at Rideau Terrace and Noel street.

Inspector of Detectives Mortimer Culver said the four boys had a number of articles in the car which they will be asked to explain. They include a loaded black-jack, nine flashlights, a wrench, two pairs of pliers. a tennis racket, a gallon jar and a length of rubber tubing smelling strongly of gasoline, and several bottles of soft drink.

Car Was Stolen. The automobile they were driving, the police said, belonged to Peter Bance, 37 Daly avenue, and was stolen from Nelson street between 9 and 10 p.m., Saturday. It was not damaged in the chase and subsequent capture.

Both Inspector Culver and Chief Inspector George McLeod were warm in their praise of the work which resulted in the arrest of the quin- tet and the recovery of the stolen car. They reiterated their belief that the prowler car system put into operation in recent months had more than justified its existence and was one of the best and most efficient means of crime prevention and detection in use. Lucien Barnabe, 642 St. Patrick street, was among the youths held last night but he was not charged, as he entered the car after it had been stolen.

[shining-vulpine]

I would love to digitally journal. Being able to put any picture I want into a journal would be incredible! However the vibe and ease of a paper notebook will never compare.

Unless they make a device specifically for Journaling or something...

[fra-1010-exercice-4]

Les réseaux sociaux

entre émerveillement et terreur

La technologie, et son développement rapide, suscite de grandes émotions, allant de l’émerveillement à la terreur. La prise de parole sur les réseaux sociaux participe de ce débat entre la fascination d’une parole libre et la peur du pouvoir destructeur de l’extrême polarisation. Entre les deux, des voix s’élèvent, soit pour remettre en perspective l’impact réel des réseaux sociaux sur nos sociétés, soit pour réclamer des lois et autres mesures pour mieux les encadrer.

Les controverses et les échanges polarisants foisonnent sur les médias sociaux qui les amplifient à la manière d’un porte-voix. Or, des études statistiques démontrent que ces opinions partagées sur les réseaux sociaux ne sont le fait que d’une petite minorité qui forme, certes, « une voix de l’opinion publique dont nous devons tenir compte, leur " micro "étant particulièrement audible. Mais ils ne sont pas l’opinion publique » (Giguère, 2019). Ces données tendent à dédramatiser les angoisses que la parole déchaînée sur Internet engendre. Pourtant, nombre d’événements sociaux et politiques survenus à l’internationale ces dernières années ravivent ces angoisses. Par exemple :

[En] France, l’assassinat en octobre 2020 du professeur d’histoire Samuel Paty après une violente campagne de haine en ligne, et aux États-Unis l’assaut de manifestants pro-Trump sur le Capitole en janvier 2021, en partie planifié via Facebook et Twitter (Nocetti, 2022).

La prise de parole polarisante sur les réseaux sociaux ne serait ainsi le fait que de quelques individus au profil psychologique bien défini : des individus ayant de grands besoins de reconnaissance, de stimulation, d’expression de leur individualité, de connexion avec autrui et de sentir qu’ils ont le pouvoir d’influer sur le monde (Giguère, 2019). La majorité des gens se contenteraient plutôt de consulter le contenu disponible sur ces plateformes sans y contribuer eux-mêmes. Il est néanmoins possible d’inférer que ces contenus peuvent avoir un effet d’influence sur ceux qui les consultent. Le rôle politique des médias sociaux n’est plus à prouver. Ils facilitent le regroupement de personnes autour de sujets divers et leur mobilisation autour de revendications. Apparaît ici une première face d’Internet, positive, « voire prométhéenne, censée favoriser ou du moins fluidifier la démocratie » (Nocetti, 2022), la faisant passer de représentative à participative et collaborative. Mais cette démocratie se heurte à une deuxième face d’Internet, « plus récente, vectrice de désordre et, plus largement, d’aliénation de nos sociétés au discours acéphale que génèrent les réseaux sociaux » (Nocetti, 2022) alors que leur structure algorithmique favorise la diffusion de fausses nouvelles à une vitesse fulgurante au détriment des informations vraies, soit six fois plus vite (Nocetti, 2022).

Il convient donc d’accorder le juste niveau d’attention à cette parole polarisante qui hurle sur les réseaux sociaux en reconnaissant qu’elle n’est représentative que d’une frange de la société, mais il faut aussi savoir reconnaître le pouvoir de déstabilisation que ces réseaux font peser sur la vulnérabilité de nos démocraties.

BIBLIOGRAPHIE

NOCETTI Julien, « Internet contre la démocratie ? », Questions internationales, 2022/3-4 (n°113-114), p. 122-128. DOI : 10.3917/quin.113.0122. URL : https://www-cairn-info.acces.bibl.ulaval.ca/magazine-questions-internationales-2022-3-page-122.htm

GIGUÈRE, Alain (2019, 26 fév.). « Non, les médias sociaux ne sont pas le reflet de la société ». L’actualité [journal], sur le site lactualite.com. Consulté le 14 avr. 2024. https://lactualite.com/societe/non-les-medias-sociaux-ne-sont-pas-le-reflet-des-opinions-de-la-societe/

[objecteiespai]

Ma – a estética do “entre” Ma (間) es un término japonés que podría traducirse como pausa, espacio, abertura o intervalo. No es simplemente un vacío o la ausencia de contenido sino que se trata de un espacio consciente, una respiración que permite poner en valor las otras partes de la obra o incluso crear nuevos significados. Según la filosofía japonesa, ese espacio estaría lleno de energía, y podría inducir un estado contemplativo en el cual es posible apreciar la expansión del espacio y del tiempo. 

Bibliografia

Michiko Okano

Arata Isozaki 

(arquitecte) Exposition MA Espace-Temps au Japon

 Tadao Ando (arquitecte) 

https://www.tadao-ando.com/exhibition2017/contents/

 Ma o El sentido japonés del lugar 

http://acordesarquitectonicos.com/ma-o-el-sentido-japones-del-lugar/

https://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ma_(espacio_negativo) https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ma_(esth%C3%A9tique) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ma_(negative_space) 

 Yasujiro Ozu Director de cinema https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yasujir%C5%8D_Ozu 

Saló 17 Hibrides: l’espai entremig

“Le navire, c'est l'hétérotopie par excellence. Dans les civilisations sans bateaux les rêves se tarissent, l'espionnage y remplace l'aventure, et la police, les corsaires”.

Of Other Spaces: Utopias and Heterotopias MICHEL FOUCAULT

Of Other Spaces (1967), Heterotopias.

This text, entitled "Des Espace Autres," and published by the French journal Architecture /Mouvement/ Continuité in October, 1984, was the b

MICHEL FOUCAULT, INFO.

en relació

APERTUS 01. IN-BETWEEN/ENTREMIG NARRATIVES I IMAGINARIS DEL LLOC

1��8.7.16

Artista convidat Arash Nassiri

The ass between two chairs és el títol del taller proposat per l’artista Arash Nassiri, que expressa la incòmode sensació d’estar entre dues coses, dos estats. Justament és l’estat en què l’Escola Massana es troba actualment, en el trànsit de l’an1.tic edifici a un de nova planta. Quins contextos de sentit ens aporta la noció “entremig” (in-between)? En arquitectura es parla d’espais “entremig” com aquells espais articuladors, connectors i comunicadors entre el dins i l’afora, però també d’espais habitats temporalment. Al seu torn, el camp del pensament ens parla d’un estar en suspens, inacabat o en trànsit permanent. Què identifica doncs els sabers i els espais “entremig”? A que fa referència el treball artístic quan se situa “entremig”? Aquest seminari s’adreça a teixir perspectives sobre el valor de “l’entremig” des de la filosofia, la geografia, l’arquitectura, l’art i l’antropologia, que ens ajudin a indagar nous espais de creació i de visió crítica sobre el nostre context immediat.

Publicació:

WWW.ESCOLAMASSANA.CAT

Apertus 01. In-Between/Entremig narratives i imaginaris del lloc | Escola Massana. Centre d’Art i Disseny.

Escola d'Art i Disseny a Barcelona: arts visuals, arts aplicades i disseny. Batxillerat Artístic, Cicles Formatius de Grau Superior, Graduat Universitari en Arts i Disseny i Formació no reglada.

www.escolamassana.cat

in between inauguració

16

 en relació: 

XI Treinta radios convergen en el centro de una rueda, pero es su vacío lo que hace útil al carro. Se moldea la arcilla para hacer la vasija, pero de su vacío depende el uso de la vasija. Se abren puertas y ventanas en los muros de una casa, y es el vacío lo que permite habitaría. En el ser centramos nuestro interés, pero del no-ser depende la utilidad. Tao Te Ching Lao Tse 

[belindathemarimba]

“Stay with Me (The Journal Song)”:

Adding Vocals & Writing as a Team✒️

Lyrics

I wrote the lyrics as shifting POVs between each verse and the best thing was that quin and sha were able to recognise the narrative I was trying to make. This song’s concept began with ‘what if I had ‘stay with me’ as a hook and each verse was a journal entry, and after every entry the meaning of ‘stay with me’ implies something different. So I’ll break down some thoughts along the lyrics below!

V1

(Guy’s POV)

First page,

I’m reading histories, stories and truths

I know I’ll love you, upon the stars

I’m charting the courses around each pool

Pre 1

Cause one too many times,

We’ll get lost into our own

Wonderlands, take my hand, we’ll

make all the clocks skip time

Ohhh that’s enough for today,

I’ll write back singing

Hook 1 (Lovey dovey ‘Stay with me🩵’ )

Stay with me

Oh won’t you stay with me

Stay with me

Oh won’t you

Verse 2

(Girl’s POV)

Never thought I’d be loved like this

Till my fingers tangle in my guitar strings

(I was inspired by a line in a book called ‘The Song of Achilles!)

No I don’t know

How you plucked all my heart strings

Detuned goes my thinking

(I love these little nods to my alternate tunings😭)

Pre 2

Cause one too many times

We got lost into our own

Wonderlands, took my hand

We made all the clocks skip

Timeeeeee

The minute hand fights off the engine

For all that its worth so you’ll

Hook 2

(Girl’s POV: is now invested, now her turn to say ‘Stay with me🩵)

Stay with me

Oh won’t you

Stay with me

So darling just stay with me

Oh won’t stay

Oh won’t stay

Great Wall of Thailand (Bridge) (EVERYTHING GOES WRONG)

(Guy’s POV)

Page by page

I’m running it all in my head

I’m losing all of my feelings

Again, again,

Over and over again

(Girl’s POV)

Hypnotised, I

Can’t quite keep up

I can’t lie

I’ve thrown my cards down

All in, praying you’re playing

Pretend

I’m leaving the pen in your hands

Last verse (Quin)

(Guy’s POV: reading the girl’s ‘last journal entry’)

It’s my last page

I’m almost done

I can’t bear to watch

You like this

Your last words

Read like an incantation

Sore replacement

The same words traversing the page

In mindless direction

I see you giving chase

Is that love on your face?

Ripped your paper heart to pieces

Still all that you say to me is

Hook (Haunting Vibe)

“Stay with me

Oh won’t you

Stay with me ?

Why aren’t you staying with me?

Darling just stay

I need you to

Just stay”

[dontwaitforupdates]

Alphabet Soup Handwriting

the text is just their name and the font name. All fonts came from Dafont so you should be able to look them up there. This isn't their exact handwriting just the general idea and vibes. The plain text is below the cut.

Abeni/Aatos Stoll: Marshmallow Bea/Benjamin/Bailey Skinner: Baby Doll Cassandra (Cassie)/Cooper/Charlie Menzie: Amalfi Coast Dapisha Grimm: Lemon Yellow Sun Esme/Eugene/Emery Francis: Let Der B Carnage!!! Fiona/Finn/Francis Richard: Black Shine Georgie Abel: Simplicity Hayden Bauer: Scratchy Ihab Pau: Daniel Julia/Jacenty/Jay Andrews: Paper Note Kaia/Kai/Kaipo Nilsen: Angelina Lark/Luke/Loren Young: Squash Delight Melody/Milo/Madison Kelly: Hello Brownie Narith Polaris: Duckname Ofir (Ollie) Vargas: Samarchy Penny/Pierce/Page Hoffman: Handwriting Quin/Quentin Rees: Frusciante Hand Rada/Radek Werner: Kittendust Savannah/Samuel (Sammie)/Salem Carpenter: My Handwriting Tavani Hood: Signerica Ulyssa/Ulysses Klein: Cutesy Veronica/Vincent/Val Bourne: Skeetch Willow/William (Bill)/Winter Morrison: Milkshake Xanthe/Xavier/Xan Thomas: Journal Yazmin/Yanis Vlanos: Stay Classy SLDT Zoe/Zander Cohen: Farmhouse Children

[goldenboywrites]

Quin walked with Cesare at his side, his mind racing from everything that had happened. He was downright terrified for his uncle to find out about the engagement. There was no doubt in his mind that his uncle hadn’t figured out Cesare stole Quintus back from him. There was now just as much of a target on Cesare’s as on Quin’s. In truth, he didn’t know what his uncle’s next move would be, but he had a feeling lingering in the pit of his stomach that it would be war. Since he could not retrieve Max and Quin, he’d take Adros by force to get them back. 

He was so lost in his thoughts he didn’t realize Cesare was moving forward until Quintus was already wrapped up in his arms. He leaned his weight onto the prince, tucking his head beneath Cesare’s chin, his arms looping around his waist. “I need…” Quin started, then paused. He knew what he needed. He needed to know what happened on the border, specifically between Cesare and Beau. While he firmly believed that Cesare would never sleep with someone else, Beau was an actor. He was precise in his ability to impersonate Quintus. And he knew he could have asked Cesare outright for the story and get mostly a truthful answer in return. “I want to clean myself up, change out of these clothes, and then I need to see Max.” He pulled back, looking up at Cesare. “While I do that, you should go down to the kitchens and get us food, bring it up to your quarters, and I’ll meet you there when I’m done.” Quin leaned forward, pressing his forehead against Cesare’s chin. He could feel the prince’s protest in his bones. It was torture for Quintus to ask for time apart, even if it was for a couple of hours after reuniting. “I need this,” He said, squeezing Cesare’s waist. “Okay?” 

Quintus pressed himself against Cesare’s body again before pulling away, his hand sliding down to grip Cesare’s. “Go collect us a feast,” He said, walking backward until their connected hands were stretched out, still connecting them. Then he let out and turned around to head back to his quarters. 

Entering his rooms, Quintus sighed to see Beau sprawled out on his bed, flipping through one of his journals. “Riveting diary,” He said, closing the book with a snap. “I don’t appreciate being left out of club meetings when I’ve done so much to get you here.” 

Quin laughed, the sound echoing through the room. He stopped at the end of his bed to grab his journal from Beau’s hands. “You’ll be present when I want you to be present.”

“Then what am I doing here?” Beau sat up, crossing his arms over his chest. 

“I want to know what happened at the border,” Quin said, sitting on the chest at the bottom of his bed. “Specifically, what happened between you and Cesare.” 

“Ohhh,” Beau purred, crawling towards Quin. “I see.” He sat next to the prince, his back pressed up against the bedpost. “Someone is riddled with jealousy. Did my beloved prince sleep with another man?” Beau pressed a hand to his chest, pretending to be faint. “I have to say, Quintus, you’re fortunate. He is such a giving lover. And, honestly, feeling the weight of his body press you down into the bed…” Beau closed his eyes, inhaling slowly. “I’ve never experienced such a feeling of security and protection.” 

“He wouldn’t have been fooled. He would know it wasn’t me at some point and would have stopped.” Quin felt like he was going to be sick. Everything Beau said was the same thoughts Quintus had after sleeping with Cesare. “He knows me.”

Beau lazily opened his eyes, raising a brow at the prince. “Of course, he realized after a while. We may look the same and may have been trained to fuck by the same man, but I am far more experienced in this act than you are. Cesare is too good of a man to point out your inexperience, but we both know you lack skills in bed. Richard always mentioned how frigid you were in the sheets. Cesare noticed the same thing. Unfortunately, that is not something I can do in bed. Or maybe he just fucked me, so I would help him get you out; who knows.” 

“I don’t believe you.” But he did. Quin felt like he had been doused in cold water, his inner insecurities exposed to the room. He was open and bleeding from every word Beau had thrown at him. Every nerve in his body felt raw and exposed. “He is an honor-”

“He’s a man, a future King,” Beau said, snorting at Quin’s words. “He’s had lovers before; you know that just as I do. Fucking you was probably like fucking a virgin. You can’t blame him for seeking out someone who has experience. What did he tell you about that night?” Beau looked at Quin before his mouth curled into a villainous smirk. “Ah, I see. You haven’t. Interesting. Does that mean you’re staying in here tonight? Because you should know, I’m a cuddler…” 

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The prince was either out of his mind or had completely lost it. The verdict was still up in the air. 

Getting into Prince Cesare’s quarters was easy. Quintus had lived in the castle prior and had snuck into the prince’s quarters because they let him walk right in even though Cesare was not back yet. 

So he had some time to kill. He made himself comfortable in the room, lounging on the prince’s bed, limbs sprawled as if he owned the space. He had always been good with that, walking around with confidence and being able to claim space for himself. Growing up like he had, they would eat you alive if you didn’t. It also helped that he was a quick study, much like his counterpart. The more time he spent around him, the more he learned they were alike. Even if it pained him to admit it, there was no denying that. 

It was another twenty minutes until the door opened, and Cesare walked in, his face lighting up until his gaze spied the clothes he was wearing. A brief look of suspicion crossed his face. “Prince Cesare,” He purred, drawing out the prince’s name. “I’ve been waiting for you. I thought we could discuss the deal we made back at the border. My feelings are hurt, but if you make it better, maybe I’d be willing to finish what we started back in my quarters.” He ran a hand down his chest, fingers toying with the fabric. “Hmm?”

The king just smiled and waved the boys to sit back. "I'm going to make sure he hears of it." He countered Quin's last bit to Cesare and found himself relaxing back into his own chair. "My page is going to deliver the news to every neighboring kingdom of the engagement and your brother and I will discuss a dowry and things of that nature." Cesare tried not to blush at that but still couldn't pull his gaze away from Quin. It was all he could have asked for, the two of them. "You two can decide when but I want everyone to know." He looked warmly at his son and found himself sighing just so softly. "You deserve that. The both of you do." His gaze drifted to Quin and he offered him a small smile.

He gave it all of ten more seconds before he turned to Max and insisted the two of them discuss matters more. He, afterall, was King of their greatest alley. Or would be soon. Cesare peered over at Max and nodded towards the door, his shoulders lifting slightly. And though he looked rather put out, he nodded and gave them the room to leave. His father looked as if he were itching to discuss everything regarding the safety of their countries and now all of them. "I owe you." He spoke softly and then smiled at his father. "You owe me too." He chimed in and shooed the two of them off for the final time.

Cesare wasted no time in whisking Quin out of that room. He needed to just be alone with him. There had been so much to tell him and ask. There had been too much time and too much stuff that had happened. Mostly, Cesare just wanted to make sure that he was okay. As okay as he could be given the circumstances. Gods he hadn't even had a chance to ask him about that. Actually, he probably wouldn't. He was near absolutely positive that he would not tell him what happened. Not everything if anything at all. But he'd have to worry about that on his own. He just really wanted to finally have some time with the man he so desperately clung to at that moment.

They'd only walked just down the hall but already it felt miles off. He sighed and fell into step with Quin then, their hands between the pair of them and Cesare squeezing his hand tightly. "I thought we'd never get out of there." He teased, a little laugh escaping as he said so. But it didn't feel right to be laughing. Given everything he thought it best to not make an ass of himself. "I'm really glad you're safe." He told him in earnest. Because at the end of all of this, that is what had mattered the most. His fingers gave a squeeze and he moved to pull Quin to a stop and wrap his arms around him. Cesare needed to feel the weight of his body against his for just a moment. He knew it was probably pushing it but he just couldn't help himself.

After a moment or two he'd pressed his nose into the other's hair and took a deep inhale. He didn't smell like he normally did but there would be time to right that. His breath was warm on Quin's cheek as he pulled back and looked at him finally. "Are you hungry? Would you like to lie down maybe?" There were a million things to get done for him and to him. Mostly he just wanted to ensure his safety and comfort above all else. "Tell me what to do for you Quintus and it'll be done." He gazed into his eyes, finding it so hard to keep the smile from his face. He was home.

[babydollmarauders]

This is the highlight of my night- luke

mine too! fuck school, who needs a journalism degree? i’m gonna live my life bullying quin instead

[fqtoxicity]

New Post has been published on My Quin Story

New Post has been published on https://www.myquinstory.info/a-drug-free-solution-for-improved-upper-respiratory-health/

A Drug-Free Solution for Improved Upper Respiratory Health

Having an adverse event from Fluoroquinolones means different things to different people.  Many people become vulnerable to viruses and must work diligently to avoid illness.

Before COVID, the fluoroquinolone community was already a community of people where some were actively avoiding colds and flu due to the potential complications that they bring.  They were constantly trying products to find new, non-drug methods for prevention. 

Some if the necessary methods are making sure that vitamin D levels are optimal, along with Vitamin A, and others like Zinc, Vitamin C, etc.

Another way that has been proven to be effective for some, is airway cleansing and hydration.

Since the start of COVID a handful of previously floxed people I know have been using a product for upper airway prevention called FEND.

FEND is not a traditional nasal spray. It’s a nasal misting device designed to cleanse and hydrate your upper airways through the inhalation of a propriety mixture of salts.

From an article in Molecular Frontiers Journal. “The  salts  (a  hypertonic  mixture called FEND) associate with mucin macromolecules near the mucus surface, binding mucus molecules together, thereby  increasing  mucus  surface  tension  and  surface  vis-coelasticity23. These effects help mucus surfaces withstand the  stresses  that  occur  on  air  passing  over  mucus  during  normal breathing23, resulting in fewer respiratory droplets in the airways, and fewer exhaled aerosol particles — a form of “airway hygiene.” (1)

FEND claims to capture and eliminate airborne contaminants before they reach your lungs, potentially reducing airborne virus transmission (including COVID-19) and improving overall respiratory health.

For sensitive people, FEND is gentle and comfortable with virtually no side effects or negative impacts. Unlike most nasal sprays, FEND doesn’t need insertion into the nose, making it more comfortable for some users. The mist is described as gentle and non-irritating.

FEND claims its effects last up to 6 hours after just two puffs, potentially offering sustained protection throughout the day. It was developed by scientists at Harvard University as a natural and drug-free using a saline solution with calcium and magnesium, avoiding decongestants, steroids, or antibiotics.

My experience with FEND started in the spring of 2020.  I was on a phone call with a floxed person who was employed in the movie industry and was forced to work during the initial outbreak of COVID-19.  This person had to be around a lot of people every day on the job site.  She had discovered FEND on a recommendation from a friend and had been using Fend to protect her upper airway from viruses while around groups of people. 

Initially, I was skeptical, however, she insisted that I try it and gifted me a Fend spray. Since then, I have used it along with six other people who I tracked their usage.  So far, none of us have come down with COVID, and three of the five have not had any colds or flu during that time as well.

I will be the first to throw in the caveat that all the people I know who use FEND have been diligent about keeping their vitamin levels in optimal shape and taking other proactive steps such as hand washing and actively trying to avoid those who are sick with respiratory viruses as much as possible.  Still, I believe there is something to keeping the upper respiratory moistened to help avoid viruses from taking hold.

Pros:  FEND was developed by a Doctor at Harvard and does have studies that back its efficacy (2, 3). A non-drug alternative to help avoid upper respiratory viruses.  It does have some good science behind the claims, and according to my small sample, there is some good anecdotal information showing that it works.

Cons: The vials of FEND are small and in my opinion not worth the normal cost of a single one-time purchase, however, in my experience they do last a single person about 30 days.  However, there is a workaround that gives you substantial savings and makes the cost per unit reasonable if you subscribe to a monthly purchase.  Fortunately, you can cancel the subscription at any time.

If you do intend to try Fend, I have secured a discount by clicking on their logo below.  You will be shown a discount code where you can get $5 off and if you use the subscription model with the discount code the price is very reasonable.  My motivation is not to ‘sell’ Fend, but to help keep Floxed people healthy during times of heightened respiratory illnesses.  If you use Fend, please let me know what your experience is, pro or con.  I will use the data to help others. 

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