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[k-starr-ent-ceo]

Wildest Dreams - STRAP update.

Chapter 3: Peers Potlucks and Proclamations, Oh My

[araingirl]

A river of blood: A snippet of the second (As well as the last) chapter

Though the time was the deadest hour of the night when almost all the living beings in this world drifted into the universe of a peaceful siesta excluding the bats travelling across the ebony vacuum and the round-eyed owls sitting on the twigs of the dense trees and surveilling the movements of rats amidst the crops, the moon princess decided to give it some life. That’s why, her luminosity was seeping through the diamond-shaped loopholes of the dance hall, accompanied by the gust of nightly zephyr which pushed the transparent, baby-blue georgette curtains a little, making a way for reawakened heartbeats of the midnight. Inside, only a pair of scented candles were lit, at two different corners of the chamber, set on long, metal candle-stands.

No, not two. Another was also there, in the form of a beautiful young lady. Moonlight descended on her bronze skin and unbound wavy tresses; thick, waist-length, deep violet in color and bedecked with a wreath made of green leaflets and blue cornflowers. A sleeveless, halter-neck gown, having aquamarine chintz-pattern on dark-blue background, was embracing her slim figurine, with a floral turquoise belt encircling her slender waist. A pair of long, teardrop oxidized earrings, studded with two blue beryl-stones, were swaying from her earlobes. Wrists were bound in silver cuffs where twin aquamarines were flashing. At last, but not at least, bell anklets were tied around her lean and smooth ankles, hidden underneath her skirt. Her legs were parted in half a right angle, so were her arms in 180-degree.

 Pleasant tunes come to my lips, to be sung,

But my heart makes excuses which are different,

Your memories haunt me, pester me,

Now, my heart regrets, it regrets…

 There was no music, no tune, no beat. Yet, when she moved her right leg behind the left, the dead silence in the room got shattered just like a crystal mirror with a clink of her anklets. Her hands twisted from their former positions and formed a lotus near to the middle of her chest. On both of her ankles, she twirled and opened her eyes slowly, revealing the candid exquisiteness of her circular, turquoise orbs, guarded by thick, dark violet lashes under her arc-shaped eyebrows. Though she was enjoying her dance, surprisingly, there was no smile in her lips at that time. Bending her knees, a tad, keeping her both feet opposite to each other, she switched her position into a mini-squat. Then again, a rotation occurred, like the earth around her own axis.

My beloved,

I touch your feet,

Please, don’t go, don’t leave me,

My beloved,

How do I coax you?

Love pricks this heart so badly…

“Smack!”

The large, double-portioned, ligneous door of the dance hall got opened unexpectedly since her anklets stopped, so did her movements while her back was facing the entrance. The breeze roaming inside decided to change its direction and the magnitude of the speed, detecting the presence of a second person in the compartment. Nonetheless, the purplette didn’t bother to turn back and have a glimpse of the comer. Smiling faintly, she went to one of the candle-stands. Picking up a crystal lantern from the ground, she lit it up and approached the navy-haired guy gently, enlightening the room a bit more. Her heart was still pounding hard, blobs of perspiration were sticking to her temple and cheeks. Teal orbs captured his image on them, on the cramming globules of waterworks.  

“Dancing at such a moment?” Takao cocked an eyebrow, “Of course, it suits none but you, Dew-chan. You surely know how to turn a night into daylight.”

“But without you,” The dancer asserted, “Even the daylight seems darker than the black, Takao-kun.”

“I’m extremely sorry, Dew,” The blunette sounded a little sheepish, “You know how busy I remain all the day. I can barely manage time even for myself. You must be very annoyed with me, right?”

“Annoyed? With you?” The purplette snickered, placing the lantern on a nearby table, “How can I be annoyed with that person who is the only source of happiness in the life of this mere court-performer? I was just…missing you.”

“I missed you too, my purple rose.” Takao laid a palm on her left cheek, with an attempt to dive into her orbs which apparently had no depth.

“Duh, liar!” Grimacing, she turned her face away and brought a pair of low, lightweight wooden stools. Placing them on the floor, she sat on one of it and gestured her beloved to have a sit. Once he occupied it, she asked, “So tell me, how are your days going in the camp?”

“Not so fine,” The navy-haired guy sighed and shrugged, “The Russians can launch a raid on us within the next two or three days. That’s why, we will charge on them tomorrow night. Before a while, I had to prepare a complete battalion and attend two training sessions.”

“Takao-kun, don’t worry,” Dew placed a hand on his shoulder, “I have full belief on you, your gallantry as well as all the valiant warriors of Japan who will be fighting with you, remaining by your side always. Together, you will make Japan victorious. I will pray for you so that this battle becomes successful.”

“Thank you so much, Dew-chan,” Takao beamed as his restless heart calmed down, hearing her once, “I really needed it a lot.”

“So…” The purplette took a few moments to utter her next words to him, “Is it all for which you came to meet me?”

“Hmm…” The blunette couldn’t answer to this question of her directly. His gazes were lowered, lips were folded inside. How would he tell her that he came only to view her in front of his eyes, maybe…for one last time? Warriors didn’t have the guarantee to live a long life, both he and she were well-aware of this fact. An awkward silence fell in the chamber, encircling them from all the four directions. The gale also stopped humming, realizing the intensity of the situation. Did the rays of the moon refrain themselves from peering into the room? Did the curtains cease dancing?

“It’s okay…” After a pregnant pause, it was the purplette who broke the bizarre tranquility, “I can understand, Takao-kun. You can barely get time to rest. Even in this situation, you have come to meet me. Thank you so much.”

“Thanks for feeling me too, Dew-chan,” The warrior somehow managed to give a smile, “Don’t worry. Teaching those Russians a perfect lesson, obtaining victory, I will return to you soon.”

“Wait..” The purplette tucked out an azure thread from her waistbelt, speckled with a sapphire at its center. It gleamed when the blazes of the candles and the quartz lantern boogied in front of it.

“What’s it, Dew-chan?” Takao was curious.

“Today morning, I had a small visit at the shrine of lord Bishamonten. Praying to him for you, I brought this sacred bracelet,” Taking one of the wrists of the combatant, the danseuse tied the string around it, “Takao-kun, to be frank, I trust your Katana more than these rituals. Besides, I don’t know whether the prayers and wishes of a court-performer are heard by the holy deities or not. But those who are loyal to their kingdoms, determined to save their territories and can fight till the death to attain victory, lord Bishamonten never turns his face away from them. It will protect you in the battlefield.”

“Hey…” The Samurai squeezed her shoulders gently, “Don’t belittle yourself, my purple rose. It is the fault of those lustful and dirty eyes which try to eat you when you dance. In my eyes, you have always portrayed the purest form of arts and you are one of the holiest souls in our kingdom. I promise, I’ll tie the knots with you once this war is over. Then, not a single pair of eyes will be able to throw those dirty and suggestive glares at you.”

“Takao-kun…” Holding his hand between her palms, she rested her forehead there and sobbed.

“No, Dew-chan, it’s not the time to shed tears,” Throwing an arm around her shoulders, he stood up along with her. Wiping her cheeks, he emptied his lungs once, “They will only block my path. Bid me a temporary farewell, my love. Pray and wait for me. Very soon, we will be reunited. Then, even this river of blood won’t be able to flow between us.”

“I’ll keep my eyes upon the way till your comeback, Takao-kun,” Dew tearfully leered, “Be victorious!”

Placing a mellowing peck on her temple, the blunette turned back and crossed the boundary of the dance-hall with very quick, yet, heavy footsteps. Riding his stallion, he pulled its rein as it neighed, thudding the ground with his front hooves galloping on, creating a mini sandstorm behind which blinded the turquoise orbs of the purplette. Once it was clear, there was no one. Biting her lips, Dew-chan rushed inside. Her anklets chimed and resonated all over the room but couldn’t surpass the tempo of the beats of her heart. She looked at the pair of the stools, one of which had been occupied by him even before a few moments. Her Takao-kun.

No one knows the pain of my heart

Only my heart, knows

And also, this hateful world doesn’t know…

The clouds don’t come to rain the water

So that bees and flowers get faded in the orchard…

The breeze, for the last time in that night, paid a visit to the compartment as the curtains pulsated periodically once. Before the departure, it didn’t forget to smother both the candles and the lantern, leaving the place completely plunged into darkness. The thick clouds in the sky surrounded the silver moon and captured her into their dungeon. As a result, the moonlight also couldn’t peep inside anymore. There was no light, no sound, no warmth anymore. The anklets also rang for one final time, done with those hours as she kowtowed on the ground and buried her face amidst her palms. Then, the only sounds remained in the chamber belonged to her tears and heart-wrenching sighs, reverberating from walls to walls.

After fighting, I only remorse,

But can't find a way to convince my lover,

To whom did I will share my secrets of my hearts?

And tell my anguish?

My lord, don’t leave my wrist,

I beg to you, please don’t forget me…

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I thought to complete “A river of blood” ASAP, that’s why, started writing its last chapter. How is it looking? Would Takao remain safe and be able to meet his Dew-chan again? 

The link of the first chapter: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14012221/1/A-river-of-blood

[transstudent]

Visibility needs action to go with it! Learn from trans youth why we need more than visibility this TDOV!

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[baekhvuns]

helloooo again and yesss i did watch kssksk and can't still get over it 😭😭😭 if in music we have last song syndrome, well, yjhd has me on a LMS (last movie syndrome) :")

plsss these past few weeks ive been looking for slice of life and coming of age movies (after i watched the movie flipped which i also recommend in caae u havent watched it) but then i remember u saying that tyoc was based on a movie so i was like hmmm okay ig its time i finally watch it and i just dived in it bcos i was rlly curious! (im ngl that i was more so influenced at first bcos i loved tyoc sm, but when i saw the movie??? omgg it did not disappoint and it was perfectly up my ally!)

also the fact that it was also a musical one just added points to make me love it! i loved how the actors acted and portrayed the characters yknow? the dialogues were also very good and deep omg. and i loved their chemistries! i think aside from naina and bunny i rlly loved aditi sm >< and ofc aviii~ god lara is ok but she's slightly getting on my nerves lol overall i think the movie was just rlly magical, worth the tears, and also the laughter. idk what else to say i just love it sm 😭💖

also yay thank you for the new recs! i'll make suee to check them out once im finally free from the stress of school works once again 😩 (ill def check jab we met bcos big yes for extrovert and introvert dynamics!)

also ngl im kinda mad they made yjhd THAT good bcos now im trying to find other movies that has the same vibe with it but so far i found none :") whew this was long kddkdk

nooo literally it’s like a movie you watched and it imprints in your mind till the end of time, im so glad you had the chance to watch it bc many don’t like to bc they gotta read subtitles but if they loose that barrier iSTG it’d be so so amazing. i made my friend watch it and ever since then, she’s been a fanatic over the movie.

i changed quite a few scenes in the movie bc if i write that in here copyright fbdndb and omg almost every bollywood movie is musical !! with dances and all that jazz, there’s like 5-6 songs in it each if not less and it’s a way to portray feelings in a short span of time instead of dragging it wholly !! pls pls the fuckboy bunny and the studious naina 😩😩 aditi was such a girl crush, i got so annoyed by lara but whatever dbdbdb avi kinda pissed me off but i guess he had points here and there and excused bc he’s rly hot

if u think the movie was so magical, the songs in it are used at weddings w the exact stuff they did and i bet you’d find it magical irl too !!! and omg school 😭 watch it whenever u get time, no pressure !!

no bc you will never see another extrovert introvert movie done like that, it’s like got a dancing in the rain scene while a song plays, accidentally missing a train ride, sad ceo, runway, overly loud and dramatic but self love girlboss main lead who meets a heartbroken ceo 😭😭 </3

no cause im so pissed i been trying to find movies like yjhd but there’s nothing i can compare it too, it’s rly in its own league w the whole deep talks and concerns about life and future and rly jusy your friends. i can absolutely find u some with the same vibes! but fbdb school first 😭😭 tysm this was so fun to do if u ever wanna pop in an ask over any movie id literally write u paragraphs on it 💓💓

[edgy-enby-ocs]

My three favorite OCs:

Blue haired asshole with the most complicated gender known to humanity, got kidnapped and forced into a job, was adopted by two lesbians also kidnapped into that job, kidnapped a few people because their job forced them, escaped, became less of an asshole and more just babey, got adopted by the local gays, tbh just has like 3 separate pairs of adoptive gay parents at this point

Angsty gay asshole

Blind angsty gay asshole

Describe your favorite OC but like, really awfully. 

[exvazuo]

Fuimth'd ed pa hela gybyk syo kicduhk kyfeh yhk gyepekyh su, syeeceb gy heoy? Ryry cyt gyce gybyk hyk-yyoy ygu, kisykyfy by hk aqlica gacou pico tyf vun y muhk desa u te bfata uh landyeh tyoc dybuc symymysyh su cycyped cy ehus un kykymy fedr ouin sidiym vneaht. G. Tuh'd pa vyga.

[araingirl]

Zenith and Nadir: Promo 2

The navy-haired dragoon-wielder stood baffled, immobile, discovering her purple-haired, secret, love interest and chocolate-haired co-worker facing each other, pointing the respective desert eagle and 9mm pistol at the foreheads of each other. Both their eyes were showering sheer hatred for their respective target, for the person who was standing at the second end of their gunpoint. None of their hands were shaking a tad. Determined, fixed they were-along with their determination and abhorrence. He gulped, witnessing the intense rivalry between the ladies and stepped back, trying his best not to interfere. However, he wasn’t ignored by either of them. 

“Tyson,” Hilary cleared her throat, not removing her eyes from the purplette, “She’s a murderer.” 

“Tyson, she’s after us!” Dew’s voice quivered, “She’s...she’s one of them!” 

“Back off Granger!” The brunette churned, “It’s your duty as a detective.” 

“Duty?” The purplette chuckled, “Well, that’s the best you can do.” 

Tyson was at a loss. What could he do? What should he do? 

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@velox-the-knight @goldenglowofamber

How’s it looking, dear people? ;D 

[edgy-enby-ocs]

Guess who decided to infodump about their OCs here? This dumb bitch!!! Call me Arsyn, Demi, Janus, Mayhemn, Edge, Clarity, whatever you want, I don’t care. My pronouns are mainly they/them or de/dexx, but I’m okay with most pronouns aside from she/her, he/him, it/its, and ze/hir. I have about 400 OCs across 7 or so universes, soon to be more, so uhhh good luck keeping track of them! (All ocs will be tagged by their full names, unless otherwise stated in their profile.)

Basically... just treat my characters like characters in a fandom - ship em if you wanna and don’t if you don’t wanna, make headcanons and AUs about them, project onto them, make fanart of them (please if someone did that I would cry and then hug you), do whatever! Just please respect who they are as a character.

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[theyearofconsistency]

Week 1 - TYoC

Well I have finished week one. I did not accomplish many of my goals for the week. But I did journal everyday, i’ve been reading more often, I’m focusing on consistency in some goals. And trying not to overwhelm myself with others. I’ve been good about practicing my language. We celebrated my birthday. I’ve done a few projects, mostly cooking experiments. 

SW- 200.2 -- weigh in wed. aug. 12 - 202.6

Next week weight goal -- 200

This weight goal is disappointing but I want to see what happens when I pay more attention to my diet. (I’m assuming that most of that weight gain is water weight)

Steps avg. - 3,400 -- Next week goal -- 4,400 avg.

I only did yoga once this week and I used the easy excuse of it being my birthday week and we had friends over. Which while true is an excuse and I can definitely do better. 

My focus is going to extend to my movement and weight goals this week. The ones I have to actively work on vs ones that come easy to me. 

[zalhera]

E tuh'd pameaja dryd ajanodrehk oui'ja ghufh ypuid sa ec kuha vunajan Yht E fuhd vunkad dra tyoc dryd fa cbahd vunajan, ed ryihdc sa

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[edgy-enby-ocs]

Hmm, I’ll go with Skye.

... She can go literally years without talking. She has periods of selective mutism, as well as extreme social anxiety. So yeah. ((No im not projecting what are you talking about))

((I’m tempted to include this just for fun, so I will: Another of my OCs, Genavieve, can literally go her whole life without talking. She has to. She’s mute.))

How long can your OC go without talking?