#but everything is so. or2

[chiisana-lion]

orz <- just realized with their detachment from local online communities they must suffer the consequences of not having an audience to be able to take comms for

[royaltea000]

The only way I’m allowing this guy to be an alpha is if there’s bitchin involved 😤

[cakeemoji]

hit the jackpot in life when i found a fever you cant sweat out vinyl & my chem's may death never stop you at the store. obviously i bought them to display them proudly in my room like the trophies i never won from track and field in 7th grade

[pupplaylogan]

Breeding, ropeplay, scientist roleplay, beimg cucked :3

~ami

breeding

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

i didnt even realise i had a breeding kink til i talked abt logan having one . i jusr want him 2 get pregnant so bad

roleplay

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

scientist roleplay

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

I DONT KNOW HOW I FEEL ABT RPING?? like. it makes me laugh & i find it so silly 2 imagine roleplaying NEHRKFNJD which obviously rping is very fine & im not kinkshaming & its nothing 2 b embarrassed abt, it just embarrasses me 2 think abt bcuz i am just self conscious abt everything so the concept of roleplaying makes me embarrassed idk im crazy. i do like scientists though

cucking

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

I HAVE SUCH MIXED FEELINGS ON CUCKING like i dont like it when its used as a punishment . even though thats literally what cucking is. its so weird i love cucking & im so turned on by it but actually Imagining it happening makes me cringe bcuz i hate cheating (its Not cheating i am not calling i5 cheating) & then when i try 2 imagine scenarios w/ the sides its like . so weird trying 2 combat my feelings on cucking bcuz i would LOVE 2 write an ana///lo///ceit cucking fic but it makes me cringe 2 imagine it used as a form of punishment or2 degrade or something does this make any amn of sense . i want logan 2 be forced 2 watch his bf virgil fuck another man in front of him but not in a like . "i have 2 fuck someone else cuz ur so useless" sort of way (i dont think logan would enjoy that in thr 1st place) but like . like a . i dont even know what other way there is . i think i just like open relationships /SILLY

[cowboy-like-moony]

Okay does this mean the purple is staying? Obviously she is a purple girly, but I still thought this would mostly be for the sour era and she would make the new eras diffrent colours. I do think that vampire is for or2 simply because she has been teasing that quite a bit and it would be weird to do something for sour after two years, unless of course we get some sort of double album afterall. So is she just sticking with the purple for now because vampire is also purple themed or is the purple now part of her brand and she will make everything purple until you can't even look at the colour without thinking about her?

[tipsyjaehyun]

Hi Rain!!

Share your thoughts about "class". Please. I have watched it and totally fell in love with faruqdhruv!! The chemistry was insane man! I didn't expect this!! They gave me feels!! After watching a lot of bl shows all over the world, my country giving a couple with pure chemistry, I'm bit giddy..oofff. they deserve a fandom for sure and i'm in it. I liked veersaba's chemistry as well. Actors were so good.Overall I enjoyed watching the show. Now I want season 2..

i haven't watched elite, dropped after 1 or2 episodes, cuz i didn't get a grip. Class got me hooked up right from the trailer. And now I think i'm falling into class fandom. But no one else is giving the hype it deserve, and no one is talking about it. Idk. Just saw ur post about, got hyped up since I knew you from young royals fandom, so yeah!!!!!

I'm from India, btw.

Hello! This took me a long time to answer (hello Sunday!), but I’m finally here. And getting to meet people from Young Royals fandom is like a major throwback, so hello again, old friend! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

So, first of all, being from India and seeing mainstream queer Indian shows has been, well, not so nice experience. We have seen many queer sub-characters come up in shows like The Fame Game, Cobalt Blue, Four More Shots Please, etc. but I personally have never seen an Indian show give its queer characters a love story, which is full of pining and longing and romance and intimacy and silly texts, just like their “straight” counterparts.

So, you can imagine my surprise when I watched Class. Faruq and Dhruv were the best part of the show for me. They gave us everything with FaruqDhruv! Teenage infatuation, fascination, missing someone, wanting to be with them, first love, bliss, first time, literally everything. And the best thing was they did not shy away from showing us the realistic part of being a queer teenager in an Indian household. The blatant homophobia, pressure of coming out, wanting to tell your friends but being scared of their reaction, etc.

And the last scene… Uff! I’ll be replaying that scene forever. When Faruq says, “Main aa gaya (I’m here),” I got goosebumps! One of my other favourite scenes was the rooftop scene, when Faruq told Dhruv about his uncle. The entire aesthetic – music, cinematography, colouring, everything, was so on point. I’m so glad the makers of the show took their time with them and gave us such a perfect sweet couple.

And finally, I’m sure you’ll be glad to know that Netflix would probably have them make 3 seasons of the show, so we’ll definitely get FaruqDhruv back later this year or early next year! And just like you, I cannot wait to have them back!

[whatiwillsay]

Hey Cam, tone is a little hard over messages so I do hope this conveys properly.

But when you say you have inside sources and you verify them to the best of your ability, what are your thoughts when conflicting information comes out?

Like to clarify, do you think they lied or were intentionally misinformed? There’s just always so much misinformation in celebrity gossip culture and people always claim that sources are like “plants” or whatever I just can imagine it would be hard. Also isn’t a Taylor specific ask btw, more just a general curiosity on your thought process with it. Thanks for all you do!

i’m trying to think of any conflicting info i’ve heard and all i can think of is tily real then later heard toe real and i make sense of that by just saying she may have taken a while to get serious with joe the music says as much.

but i hear wrong info all the time like i heard we’d get OR2 early in the year and speak now in march that was just wrong info and it happens 🤷‍♀️ it’s all just gossip so while we can verify people’s identities and connections to people that would be in the loop at the end of the day gossip is unverifiable. i try and use well sourced info to paint my big picture that i see but i take everything i hear with a big grain of salt and encourage you to as well!

i don’t think anyone has lied to me or intentionally misinformed me but i’m certain people have misheard things or been misinformed by others and passed that along to me! take gossip with a grain of salt and look for timelines and other details that support it. tily for example is supporting by a robust timeline and lots of solid musical references so we should fuck with it not just because i heard tea on it but because of all of that. and genuinely if i hear and share something and you don’t believe it it’s not gonna hurt my feelings. you’re allowed to believe what you want and still vibe here the gossip is less important than the community.

[justarandomgirly]

And I keep ranting today.

Many of us complain that Loki didnt unlock any powers from comics,didnt get new suit like Wanda or Sam and the series hasnt acknowledged any of his traumas.

To all of you who say 'there is still season 2'.

Its been ten years.

Ten. Years.

In this time period,people of the fandom finished high schools and universities, found jobs and started families. We changed.

And this whole time Marvel wasnt able to write Loki's story and give him all powers from comics. Meanwhile some characters were in only 1 or 2 movies & they got more than Loki in 10 years that including his own show. (If Val was given suddenly Pegasus, why couldnt Loki be given something new badass in his own show too? Only an example. She is also side character so dont give me the "because those movies focused on Thor excuse")

One person even told me "did you really expect everything in one season?"

Yes. Yes I did. And reasons are above.

But excuses. Excuses. Excuses.

Those movies were not about him, there wasnt enough time,blah blah.

Funny that with others who were also side characters it was possible and they were able to squeeze their powers into 1 or2 movies. For Loki, there just wasnt time in 10 years, that includes his own series.

[vicxy]

hey!! this is for the astro game <3 birth cards are death + the emperor. my north node is in aries / twelfth house!! thank you 💗 have a great day.

Hello!

Death: I’m not sure whether you have Scorpio in your chart, but this card signifies endings, letting go, and change. Therefore, I think you might have Scorpio, Pluto 1h, 8h placements, or strong Pluto influence in your chart. You might even be a Pluto dominant, or have some water in your chart. You might have many changes and sudden upheavals in your life, but you always emerge victorious, stronger, and better. I feel like you’re a very Dominant person, especially with the emperor. Just like the previous one I answered, I feel like you could hold grudges a lot. This isn't necessarily a bad thing, but sometimes letting go is better. You are also a tenacious person who doesn't give up easily no matter what life throws at you :) People might find you intimidating and therefore misunderstand you based on first impressions. However, you can be one of the most positive people, it all depends on how you harness and use your own personal power. You could change your outlook on life very often. It is important not to let yourself get stuck in negative cycles or repeat negative patterns. With loss, something new can begin, and the lesson to be learnt here is to learn to let go.

13 might be an important number for you.

The Emperor: I sense some fire energy from you, and I think you might have some Aries placements/a lot of masculine energy :) I feel like you are a person who is almost always in control of everything around you and you are someone who values stability and security. You also have a lot of self control. Like I said before, you have a lot of personal power, and might a very good leader, based on these cards and your Aries NN. However if undeveloped you could become a control freak and have severe control issues. You can also be too immature at times and lack discipline. If you can master these two and overcome your weaknesses, it will benefit you a lot. You are defensive over your family and loved ones, which is a good thing. However you need the same loyalty from them. You could be very motivated in terms of work as well. Very street smart. Lastly, you should be careful not to abuse your power if you are in any leadership positions or be too domineering. The number 4 might be significant to you.

Past life NN Theory:

Alright, now I’m going to explain why I talked about past lives and stuff. Since the North Node is something like what we need to learn or what we need to do to achieve our highest self and grow in this lifetime, I feel like it would be safe to assume that you south node in this life represents or indicates the type of person you were in your past life? (Especially your flaws)

Since you have Aries NN in the twelfth house, you would have Libra South Node (SN) in the 6th house. This could mean that you were too passive/passive aggressive in your past life and you need to unlearn that in this life. You could also have been too picky with yourself and others. Learn to be more assertive to others when you need to, and take up more leadership positions if you can! You should also learn to be more compassionate and help others when the need arises. You could be a brave person in this life, but again you could have a problem with immaturity and maybe bossiness. (Judging by the tone you used when you sent in the ask I think you’re okay tho :))

Some additional advice: you might be stuck in a situation where you don’t feel at home? I feel like you should leave and find somewhere that provides security for you. There might also be a new business venture or2] new opportunities presenting themselves, you should step up if you can because it will have a good result.

I hope this resonated, thank you and have a nice day! I would love to hear feedback 🌸💓

*wanted to add on that I’m doing this in a first come first serve basis, so the ones who sent first will get theirs done first :)

[companionjones]

You Just Wanted A Nap

Requested by: @theradkid​

Request: Hey, if you are accepting requests- could you write an imagine with Conrad Hawkins x reader? Maybe something about the reader being a total badass and they work at the same hospital? xo

Pairing: Conrad Hawkins x Reader

Fandom: The Resident (FOX)

Warnings: Extreme violence, hospital shooting, dead body, blood

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    “Are they still going?” Conrad wondered as he came in for his morning shift at Chastain.

    Devon nodded with a look of amused appreciation that mirrored the resident. “They’ve been non-stop since last night.”

    “Jeez,” Hawkins chuckled, “You know where they are now?”

    Pravesh answered, “They’re just finishing up in OR2.”

    Conrad smiled, “Thanks,” and headed off to find you.

    “Whatever it is, I’m not available,” you notified your boyfriend as you were washing your hands and he came into view. “I just finished a triple shift. I’m dead on my feet. I’m going to take a nap.”

    Again, the resident chuckled. “I know, I’m not here to ask you to do anything...except maybe this--” He pulled you in by the hips and kissed you.

    Your hand went up to circle around his neck, and Conrad brought you closer. The kiss ended some odd moments later. Not that either of you could tell. Both of you had gotten lost in the embrace.

    Once the two of you parted, you sighed, “Alright, unless you want to carry my unconscious body to the nearest bed, I think it’s time for me to go.”

    “Who says I wouldn’t be up for carrying you?” Hawkins wondered cheekily.

    “Me and my professionalism,” you responded with some laughter.

    Conrad gave you one last kiss, and he let you out of his arms.

    The on-call room you found was empty and dark enough for you. You would’ve gone to the apartment you shared with Conrad if you weren’t so tired. You fell asleep almost as soon as your head hit the pillow.

    “Hhhgghh...Why am I being paged now? Haven’t you people had enough of me?” you mumbled to yourself as you blindly reached for your pager.

    Your whole demeanor changed once you saw the code on the screen. Suddenly, you were wide awake. The code meant that there was an active shooter in the building.

    A million thoughts raced though you head. Was Conrad okay? Were your patients okay? Were your friends okay? Protocol told you to secure yourself in whatever room you were currently in, but when you went to block the door, gunshots sounded from the other side of it. You finished your task, backed up, and hid yourself.

    Screams and violence sounded for what seemed like a very long time to you. Shakily, you crawled to the door so you could look through the small crack under it. Three people were in your line of sight. You couldn’t tell if they were alive or dead. One of them moved. She was begging a man (you could only see his feet) to spare her. He shot her in the head.

    The man walked toward your door. You held your breath. He didn’t seem to pay much attention to the room. The mystery murderer just continued down the hallway.

    As soon as his footsteps faded from your hearing, you went to work. You opened the door and raced to the injured. Only the woman that you witnessed being shot was dead. You did your best to focus on your job. Once everyone else was stable and hidden, you got really dizzy. You knew it was the adrenaline in you going no where. Taking a deep breath, you settled on what you needed to do. You followed the shooter’s path so you could “clean up” after him and hopefully save some lives.

    Meanwhile, Conrad was locked in a room with one of his patients, as per protocol. You occupied most of his thoughts. Poor Conrad had no idea where you were or if you were okay.

    He was used to what was happening because he had been in Afghanistan. You, on the other hand, had never seen any of what was going before. He could only hope that you were somewhere safe.

    Suddenly, gunshots flew though the air on the other side of Conrad’s door. Conrad immediately moved to comfort his patient.

    “I know why you’re doing this!”

    Conrad froze at the sound of your voice on the other side of his room’s door.

    “I know why you’re doing this,” you repeated with your hands up in surrender. “Can we talk about it?”

    The killer shook his head. “There’s nothing to talk about. She’s dead. You idiot doctors killed her!”

    “That’s awful. You must be furious.”

    He nodded, “I am. I loved Lyla more than anything in this world. And you took her from me.”

    “Okay, listen. I understand you’re in pain, but you have to remember...only a few of the doctors in this hospital worked on Lyla. I wan’t one of them, and neither were any of these doctors in this area right now. I can take you to--”

    The shooter angrily interrupted you, “No, no! Everyone is responsible. Anyone could have saved her, and nobody did! You’re all responsible!”

    Conrad couldn’t breathe. Hearing you talking to a confused and devastated man with a gun in his hand was killing Conrad. He needed to be out there with you, but Conrad was terrified that stepping out there would set the shooter off and get you hurt.

    However, the shooter was getting more agitated. Conrad felt that it was becoming true that you would get hurt no matter what. He stepped out of the patient’s room. “Don’t shoot! Don’t hurt them!”

    Conrad entering the situation scared the gun man. A shot rang out, but it wasn’t aimed at you. It was headed toward Conrad.

    “No!” you screamed, and charged at the shooter.

    Everything happened so fast after that. The next thing Conrad remembered was being swarmed by a bunch of doctors. He sat up. “I’m fine. I’m fine! Where are they?”

    Devon, who was luckily present, answered, “Y/n’s over there. They’re not hurt. Unlike you! Your arm was just shot! Conrad!” The intern yelled after the resident when Conrad got up to go see you.

    When your own group of doctors parted, Conrad saw you, bloody and in shock, clutching a bloody scalpel. The dead shooter was laying some distance away with several stab wounds in his torso.

    “Hey,” Conrad greeted softly as he knelt down next to you.

    “Hey,” you responded, deep in shock. “Are you okay?” You gazed at his bandaged arm in extreme concern.

    Dr. Hawkins shook his head. “Don’t worry about that. How about we focus on your breathing?”

    “Yeah. Yeah, sure.”

    For a few moments, it was just you and Conrad. He leaned his forehead on yours. Your breathing didn’t slow down right away. In fact, it sped up. You were finally processing what had happened. But Conrad was there with you. He held your hand and kept you close. It took some time, but you calmed down.

    “Excuse me, Doctor.” An emergency tech placed his hand on Conrad’s shoulder. “But we need to take Dr. L/n--”

    “I know,” Conrad cut off, but it wasn’t malicious. He kissed your knuckle. “I’ll see you in a few hours, okay? Then maybe we can finally take that nap.”

    The joke pulled a small smile from you. “I love you.”

    “I love you, too.” Conrad kissed you on the cheek and he disappeared into the crowd of doctors.

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Author’s Note: Thank you so much for reading! Fill up that heart and reblog if you liked it. I also would love a comment if you have the time. If you would like to read more, I have more fics on The Resident over on my page. You should check it out. Also, REQUESTS ARE OPEN. I take requests for one-shots, drabbles, multi-chapters, headcannons and preferences. No smut, please. I write for a variety of fandoms. If you’re wondering if I write for a specific fandom, please ask me. Have a nice day, night, or whatever time it is for you.<3

[chiisana-lion]

arisa back at u!!!! 💕💕

ARISA MY ABSOLUTE BELOVED!!! <3333

favorite thing about them she's just. so kind. sometimes to the point of her own detriment when she was so conflicted in heart no shuchou over not being able to help karen to the point of crying to herself it makes me so OTL also she is one of the best written tsunderes ive seen like its not like those ones that resort to violence or are kinda annoying w the "its not because etc etc" she has trouble communicating with people and closes herself off and even her prickliness is essentially a shield bc she does think people would be better off not getting involved with her and is also afraid of rejection to an extent ok i should stop before this turns into an essay,

least favorite thing about them LOVE otokonoko no mokuteki wa nani but there is also a limit to how much i can take tsundere calling people pervs help

favorite line do i need to say more. sukisugite yabai is literally one of the lines ever even made it into one of the chara song collection album names its so iconic and i love it so much

brOTP i absolutely adore her and kotaro's dynamic after years she's still wingmanning for him and theyre friends!! i like those two a lot

OTP SHIBARISA MY ABSOLUTE EVERYTHING they are so perfect. they are so messy and so bad at communicating and yet theyre still trying their damn hardest and they love each other so much a or2

nOTP kotaari not really my thing like i said in the brotp thing i see them more like good friends :']

random headcanon other than just skimming magazines for sena she's into fashion!! leans more into lolita style clothes in the end like her usual casual lolita fits but she likes it and window shopping :]

unpopular opinion mmmm 2nd movie characterization seemed a bit off to me (then again i could say the same w almost every other character) and the way they made it seem like her meddling between koyuki and hina was just to be a bit petty rather than out of a genuine desire to help kotaro was kinda :[

song i associate with them tsuki ga kirei!! its actually also sung by nao toyama and was the ed for an anime of the same name (also the op imakoko is also very shibakencore. i will not elaborate [i probably will if prompted])

favorite picture of them the princess kaguya atelier cards are so. ethereal and gorgeous theyre everything to me i may have had to spark her in the end but its ok

[royaltea000]

I really want to post my art rn but I’m still in the staring at it defeated thinking when does it get good phase thank you for your patience

[tomasorban]

Fractals, space-time fluctuations, self-organized criticality, quasicrystalline structure.

1. Introduction- Long-range space-time correlations, manifested as the selfsimilar fractal geometry to the spatial pattern, concomitant with inverse power law form for power spectra of space-time fluctuations are generic to spatially extended dynamical systems in nature and are identified as signatures of self-organized criticality. A representative example is the selfsimilar fractal geometry of His-Purkinje system whose electrical impulses govern the interbeat interval of the heart. The spectrum of interbeat intervals exhibits a broadband inverse power law form 'fa' where 'f' is the frequency and 'a' the exponent. Self-organized criticality implies non-local connections in space and time, i.e., long-term memory of short-term spatial fluctuations in the extended dynamical system that acts as a unified whole communicating network.

2.3 Quasicrystalline structure: The flow structure consists of an overall logarithmic spiral trajectory with Fibonacci winding number and quasiperiodic Penrose tiling pattern for internal structure (Fig.1). Primary perturbation ORO (Fig.1) of time period T generates return circulation OR1RO which, in turn, generates successively larger circulations OR1R2, OR2R3, OR3R4, OR4R5, etc., such that the successive radii form the Fibonacci mathematical number series, i.e., OR1/ORO= OR2/OR1 = .= t where t is the golden mean equal to (1+ 5)/2 1.618. The flow structure therefore consists of a nested continuum of vortices, i.e., vortices within vortices. Figure 1: The quasiperiodic Penrose tiling pattern which forms the internal structure at large eddy circulations..

The quasiperiodic Penrose tiling pattern with five-fold symmetry has been identified as quasicrystalline structure in condensed matter physics (Janssen, 1988). The self-organized large eddy growth dynamics, therefore, spontaneously generates an internal structure with the five-fold symmetry of the dodecahedron, which is referred to as the icosahedral symmetry, e.g., the geodesic dome devised by Buckminster Fuller. Incidentally, the pentagonal dodecahedron is, after the helix, nature's second favourite structure (Stevens, 1974). Recently the carbon macromolecule C60, formed by condensation from a carbon vapour jet, was found to exhibit the icosahedral symmetry of the closed soccer ball and has been named Buckminsterfullerene or footballene (Curl and Smalley, 1991). Selforganized quasicrystalline pattern formation therefore exists at the molecular level also and may result in condensation of specific biochemical structures in biological media. Logarithmic spiral formation with Fibonacci winding number and five-fold symmetry possess maximum packing efficiency for component parts and are manifested strikingly in Phyllotaxis (Jean, 1992a,b; 1994) and is common to nature (Stevens, 1974; Tarasov, 1986).

Conclusion: The important conclusions of this study are as follows: (1) the frequency distribution of bases A, C, G,T per 10bp in chromosome Y DNA exhibit selfsimilar fractal fluctuations which follow the universal inverse power law form of the statistical normal distribution, a signature of quantumlike chaos. (2) Quantumlike chaos indicates long-range spatial correlations or ‘memory’ inherent to the self- organized fuzzy logic network of the quasiperiodic Penrose tiling pattern (Fig.1). (3) Such non-local connections indicate that coding exons together with non-coding introns contribute to the effective functioning of the DNA molecule as a unified whole. Recent studies indicate that mutations in introns introduce adverse genetic defects (Cohen, 2002). (4) The space filling quasiperiodic Penrose tiling pattern provides maximum packing efficiency for the DNA molecule inside the chromosome.

Golden Rhombi quantize to golden ratio tetrahedral building blocks Researchers at the University of Cambridge propose a new simplified method that effectively calculates higher-dimensions. What they find comes to no surprise to researchers of unified physics, as for their calculations to be simplified they have to think in volumes.

Golden ratio scaled phi tetrahedral building blocks model recursive reverse-time reconstructions, and subPlanck phase space (highest fidelity teleportation), demonstrating densest negentropic packing, this plenum reveals power spectra dynamics across scale from SubPlanck, and along with the rotations & overlays of five-fold symmetry axes define quantum mechanics. Fibonacci scaled Phason vectors stretch throughout the quasicrystalline patterns, providing maximum degrees of freedom with hinge variabilities, creating multi-causal non-local quantum gravity effects [300 x light speed], which Dan Winter calls a phase conjugate mirror.

Micro-PSI investorgator Geoff Hodson, shares his observations of the ether/plasma torus the Anu or UPA and 'free' particles (definable voxel voids) that we model as golden tetrahedra which bond together to make golden rhombic structures (voxel void fluctuations) and a volumetric golden ratio spiral that nests perfectly into the stellating dodeca-icosa-dodeca scaffolding waveguide of fractal implosion.

Ten phi tetra's, shaped like an EGG or PINE CONE, spin-collapse from opposite directions [grab a coke can with both hands and twist], becoming the volume of phi spiral conic vectors. The torque spin of both poles is clockwise centripetal [unlike the toroid's inside-outing]. The 180deg out of phase implosion vectors conjugate at the centre, generating a longitudinal wave.

Ten phi tetra's, shaped like an EGG or PINE CONE, spin-collapse from opposite directions [grab a coke can with both hands and twist], becoming the volume of phi spiral conic vectors. The torque spin of both poles is clockwise centripetal [unlike the toroid's inside-outing]. The 180deg out of phase implosion vectors conjugate at the centre, generating a longitudinal wave.

Dan Winter adds: "the unified field appears to be made of a compressible unified substance which behaves like a fluid in the wind. It matters little whether you call it aether, ether, or ‘the space time continuum of curved space’ or, as we choose to call it, the compression and rarefaction of the vacuum as really particle/waves of CHARGE itself. The huge inertia which is clearly present in the vacuum, IS literally like a WIND. So, tilting at windmills with the right approach angle to transform the wind power to a life-giving-energizing advantage and not be blown away by it IS the appropriate way to gain the power of nature. Consider the pine cone or the chicken egg (or DNA proteins ) for example. Along the lines of the windmill analogy, clearly they arrange themselves into the perfect windmill- like configuration to catch the charge in the wind of gravity (the vacuum). That perfect windmill to catch the voltage, the energy - is clearly pine cone (fractal) shaped."

Winter often quotes the research of Charle Leadbeater and Annie Besant, two Theosophists who were able to view the prime aether unit they called an ANU (5th Tattva), this was the smallest unit they could 'see'. Winter is unaware that micro-PSI investorgator Geoff Hodson, was capable of 'seeing' the energy fields far smaller than the ANU (ANU=5th Tattva-EGG-PINE CONE-torus), Hodson shares his observations of the ANU (ether/plasma torus, UPA) and 'free' particles (definable voxel voids) that we model as golden tetrahedra (7th Tattva) which bond together to make golden rhombic structures (6th + 7th Tattvas the energy fields within the vacuum, voxel void fluctuations) and a volumetric golden ratio spiral that nests perfectly into the stellating dodeca-icosa-dodeca scaffolding waveguide of fractal implosion.

"The sight I have of these objects is, I think, improved from the earlier observations (Geoff is referring to Leadbeater & Besant). They're surrounded by a field of spinning particles going round them. The one I've got hold of is like a spinning top — the old-fashioned spinning top, but imagine that with (spinning rapidly) a mist or field round it of at least half its own dimension, of particles spinning (Winter-inertia which is clearly present in the vacuum, IS literally like a WIND) in the same direction much smaller than itself (Winter-the unified field appears to be made of a compressible unified substance which behaves like a fluid in the wind). The Anu is not only the heart-shaped corrugated form that I have described, it is the centre of a great deal of energy and activity and within it. Outside it, as I have said, there's this rushing flood of particles, the corrugations themselves are alive with energy and some of it is escaping — not all of it, but some of it, and this gives it a tremendously dynamic look. Inside, it's almost like a furnace, it is like a furnace (I don't mean in heat) of boiling activity — organised by the bye, yes, in some form of spiral fashion admittedly, but there's a great deal of activity of free, minuter particles (Winter-The huge inertia which is clearly present in the vacuum, IS literally like a WIND). Now, I want to record again the experience of the whole phenomenon being pervaded by countless myriads of minutest conceivable, physically inconceivably minute points of light which I take to be free anu and which for some reason are not caught up in the system of atoms at all but remain unmoved by it and pervade it. These are everywhere. They pervade everything, like ... Strangely unaffected by the tremendous forces at work in the atom and rushes of energy, and so forth, they don't seem to get caught up in those or be affected much by them. If at all. They remain as a virgin atmosphere in which the phenomenon is taking place."

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Lost and Found

This is from a prompt someone sent to @omeliafics which it basically said that Amelia secretively wears Owen’s ring on a necklace but ends up losing it after a surgery and Owen finds out about it. Hope you guys like it! 💖💖💖

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Amelia couldn’t remember the exact moment she had started doing it.

Well, that’s not exactly true. She could.

She found a simple golden necklace in the middle of her things when she moved back into Meredith’s house, probably the one her parents had gotten for her when she was little. Without actually realizing it, she took Owen’s wedding ring from her back pocket, passed the golden string through it and just stared at it, dangling, for what felt like hours.

Her marriage was over.

She still hadn’t said it out loud. She couldn’t bring herself to say it. It hurt too much.

She had shaken her head and clasped the necklace around her neck, with his ring attached to it. And hadn’t taken it off every since.

Not even for surgeries.

She always made sure the necklace was hidden inside her shirts. She certainly didn’t need people asking her questions.

It was nice and weird at the same time. They weren’t together, but her feelings were still there and she still found herself missing him, so feeling his wedding ring near her heart made her feel closer to him somehow, as cheesy as it might sound.

That’s why she is currently panicking. Where the hell is it?!

Amelia had gotten out of a craniotomy, just 30 minutes ago, and the necklace is nowhere to be found. If it was any other object she wouldn’t care as much, but it’s his wedding ring. Besides her memories, and an old t-shirt she secretly stole from their- his, closet, it’s pretty much the only thing she has left from him.

Suddenly the sound of the attending’s lounge’s door opening pulls Amelia from her thoughts and she turns around in time to see April entering the room.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s fine.” Amelia waves her hand in a dismissive manner and continues looking around the room, before bending down and looking under the couch.

“Everything okay?”

“I lost something…” she sighs in frustration. “I really have to find it!”

“What is it? Maybe I can help.”

“A necklace.” April didn’t need to know the meaning behind it.

“Oh, okay, well maybe I can help-“ April is cut off my the sound of her pager, “And maybe not now, but I’ll let you know if I hear anything about it.”

“Thanks…” Amelia mutters more herself, as April had already left the room, and continues her search. Where the hell could it possibly be?!

Later that day, still necklace-less, Amelia was sitting in the cafeteria by herself, silently picking on her food. She was still upset about the necklace. Amelia isn’t one of those people who are constantly losing things, and the rare times she does it is usually something meaningless, but this necklace, and specially the ring attached to it, has a tremendous amount of meaning to her.

Suddenly, Amelia feels a shadow next to her and looks up to find the red haired man who constantly occupies her thoughts sitting next to her and setting his tray on the table.

They had been doing this thing lately, where they occasionally have lunch together. They never really planned it, it just sort of happens. They were both human beings, who need food, happen to work at the same place and have lunch at the same time, sometimes together, because that’s what friends do…

“Hey!”

“Hi.”

“What’s wrong?”

Amelia looks up at Owen, somewhat startled. How does he do that? He just sat down, not even 5 seconds ago. She simply said ‘hi’ and he immediately knows something is wrong with her.

It’s unsettling, and, at the same time, comforting, the way he’s just able to read her so effortlessly.

“It’s nothing…” she mumbles. Owen does the thing, that damn head-tilt that always makes her weak at the knees and her defenses coming down crumbling. She sighs, “I lost something…”

“Something important?”

“Yeah, very important.”

Owen was about to say something, when April’s voice cut through the chattering noise of the cafeteria.

“I have it!” she sits down on the chair next to Owen’s and takes a deep breath, as if she had been running. “Sorry, I’ve been looking for you, here you go!“ April says looking at Amelia, and extends her arm towards Amelia, making the necklace dangle directly in front of Owen’s face, more precisely, making Owen’s ring dangle directly in front of Owen’s face…

Amelia feels Owen’s eyes on her, and subsequently her cheeks getting hotter. This is so embarrassing.

April keeps talking, completely missing the atmosphere in the table. “One of the interns found it. It was under the sinks in the scrubbing room of OR2, and-“

Amelia suddenly breaks out of her trance and snatches the necklace from April’s hand. “Thank you, that’s um- Thanks, yeah…”

Owen still hasn’t moved his eyes away from her, a silly, but discreet, smile playing on his lips.

April suddenly notices the mood between the two surgeons and figures out the meaning behind the ring of the necklace and decides it’s better to leave them to talk. “Okay, well, um, you’re welcome, and uh I’m gonna go now…”

Silence settled around the table, neither Owen nor Amelia saying anything, when Owen’s laughter unexpectedly breaks the awkwardness.

Amelia’s cheeks feel even hotter, but she finds herself laughing along with him.

“So um, you walk around with my ring uh?” he says once his laughter dies down.

“Maybe…” Amelia smiles, embarrassed of having been caught. Especially by him. “Is it weird? I mean, isn’t this what people do when their spouses die, like unexpectedly?”

He laughs and shakes his head. Damn, he missed her weird sense of humor.

“No, it’s fine. I always have your ring with me too.” He shrugs, smiles and stands up. He starts to leave but looks behind him and winks at her, before completely leaving the room.

Amelia just sits there, unsure of what do to, and a smile makes its way to her lips.

Maybe he does miss her as much as she misses him.

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Amnesia part 2

Hey guys- this is the second part of the ‘Amnesia’ series.  I wrote this part long ago too, but it has been edited and proofread this time around ;)

Part 1 can be found here:

http://ailingnoor.tumblr.com/post/162816736156/amnesia-part-1

Again, thank you to the lovely @jia911 for helping me to proofread this!

p.s. Also this is for @toevenexist and @mediterraneansummer and anyone else who requested for a continuation ;)

Ever since he reached adulthood, Owen Hunt had always wanted to become a father. Unlike other men his age who were still sleeping with random girls- he was already looking out for the one- the right girl with whom he could settle down and start family. He was matured for his age- and it might be due to the fact that he lost his father at such a young age and was forced to take on the role of the man in his family after that.

For many years- he was on the search for the right woman for him. Sure - he dated many ladies- but they all ended up running away when he started discussing about being in a long term relationship- or told him straight up that they weren’t ready to be in a committed relationship with him. He was being turned down and disappointed many more times than he could recall.

Then came Cristina Yang. She was a force to be reckoned with, having so much energy, spark and passion for her job. She was smart, witty and passionate- everything Owen loved in a woman. There was only one issue-she simply didn’t want children. When she confessed to Owen about it - he thought that he could change her mind about children. He thought that once she laid eyes on their first child- her maternal hormones would take over and she would immediately fall in love with their bundle of joy.

But how wrong he was. It was just not meant to be.

Although he stayed by Cristina’s side when she aborted their baby- he was furious. Furious that she got rid of a new life which they had created together. Angry that she took away his dream of becoming a father. Most of all- he was livid that she didn’t even bother consulting him or asking his permission to abort the baby. The baby was his too! It just proved to him that he didn’t matter enough to her. If she really cared for him- she would’ve discussed it with him first and seeked his opinion before going ahead with the abortion.

After that- he stopped looking for the right woman. He didn’t think that he would ever find the right woman for him, the woman who could fulfill his dreams of becoming a father.

Then Amelia Shepherd came along, like a breath of fresh air. She was the woman of his dreams. She was fierce, loyal and passionate, and at the same time kind, loving and caring. The bonus? She loved kids too. He could see how great she was with the Shepherd children, and on more than one occasion even before they got married, he found himself dreaming of having kids with her one day.

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Now standing in the completed nursery and staring at the crib which would accommodate their baby in 2 months time- he didn’t know how he got so lucky. His dream finally came true. He was finally going to be a father and he couldn’t wait to meet his daughter. He took a seat next to the crib and stared at it, imagining their baby lying in the crib one day.

He must have dozed off beside the crib for a few moments because he was rudely awoken by the sound of his phone ringing.

It was April. Oh no- was he late for his shift!

A quick glance at the nursery clock told him that he still had half an hour before his shift. Maybe April needed an extra pair of hands.

‘Hello?’ Owen answered.

’ Owen…you have to come to the hospital now.’ there was a sense of urgency in her voice.

’ Are you ok April? Lots of trauma coming in? I’ll be right there.’ said Owen as he exited the nursery.

’ No… It’s Amelia. She’s here now.’ April sounded like she was sobbing over the phone.

’ Yes- she drove off to work half an hour ago.’ Owen didn’t get why April sounded so frantic over the phone.

’ Owen… she has been in a car accident. Polytrauma… Please just come now.’ April finally regained her composure.

At April’s words, Owen dropped his phone. He felt his heart sink and his whole world spinning. It was like a rug had been pulled out from under him.

’ Hello? Hello?’ April’s voice could still be heard over the phone.

Owen drove as fast as he could to Grey Sloan Memorial, his mind racing. What happened to Amelia? Was she conscious? Is she….no she has to be alive!! How about their baby? He forgot to ask about the baby! _______________________________________________________________

He reached the hospital in record time. April whisked him immediately to Trauma room 4.

Owen’s heart sank as he saw Amelia, his Amelia lying pale and lifeless on the bed, intubated and connected to a ventilator, surrounded by monitoring machines. She looked unrecognisable , a pale shadow of her usually feisty self.

’ Amelia’ he whispered , approaching her bedside cautiously and grabbing one of her fingers.

’ Amelia- open your eyes please.’ he begged. ’ Please open your eyes for me.’

There was no response from her.

He let out an primal groan. ‘No, don’t leave me please Amelia!’ he cried out as the other doctors in the room looked on sympathetically. They wished they could help him.

His eyes travelled down to her now flat belly.

’ Where’s the baby?’ he asked April, his heart racing again. Surely the powers above couldn’t be that cruel to take his baby away from him too?

’ She’s in the NICU now.’ April replied softly.  Arizona had to do a crash C section just now to save both of them.. Alex is working on her. She’s stable at the moment- she’s in good hands. ’ she said, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

Owen felt like all his energy had been sapped out of him , due to mixed emotions of relief at hearing that his daughter was stable and horror of seeing his wife fighting for her life. Amelia couldn’t leave him alone with their little daughter. This was supposed to be a happy occasion, a day filled with joy and gratitude- the birth of their first child. And yet it was being marred with tragedy. This was certainly not how he envisioned the birth of their first child to be like. Amelia should be there, awake and smiling happily up at him, with the baby in her arms. But now he didn’t even know if she would ever wake up. Nobody knew.

Just then, Amelia started coding.

’ Her blood pressure is dropping. ’ April cried out.

’ She’s in Vfib!’ cried Bailey- who had been called down to the ER to assess Amelia for abdominal trauma. Get the crash cart ready- we need to defibrillate her!’

’ Everybody clear… 1..2..3… Charge!’ Bailey was now taking charge as the Chief of Surgery.

There was no response.

’ No.. No… Shepherd… You don’t get to do this to us!’ cried Bailey , as she charged the defibrillator again. ’ You’ve a husband and a beautiful new baby girl waiting for you- you don’t get to do this. ’

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Meanwhile, Owen was now sitting in a trancelike state on the floor of the ER room, leaning against the wall, his knees drawn up to his chest. He had tuned out what was going on around him as the other doctors worked frantically to save his beloved wife’s life. He was still in a state of shock, he felt like he was in a horrible nightmare. Just that morning he was kissing his beautiful wife and feeling his baby kick, and now, his baby was in the NICU and his wife was fighting for her life. What a cruel twist of fate it was . What had he done to deserve this?

He didn’t hear Bailey yelling at Amelia to return back to them as she defibrillated the neurosurgeon a few more times. He didn’t hear the collective sigh of relief in the ER as the cardiac monitor finally showed sinus rhythm again. He didn’t hear Webber declaring that there was no intraabdominal bleeding from the bedside scan and they needed to proceed for a CT brain to rule out intracranial bleed.

He was still in a zombie like state when Amelia was being rushed into CT, and Meredith came to escort him to the CT room where Nelson and Stephanie were stationed behind the computer. What they were discussing was a blur to him.

He was jolted out of his trance when someone called his name.

’ Dr Hunt.’ Stephanie was now standing in front of him and with a sympathetic look in her eyes. Gosh, he hated how everyone in the hospital was now looking at him like that.

She continued as she didn’t get a reply from him.

’ We need your consent. The CT brain showed that Dr Shepherd has a huge intracranial bleed and we need to evacuate it as soon as possible.’

’ Just do it.’ Owen muttered. ’ Do whatever it takes to bring my wife back to me.’

Stephanie nodded silently as she escorted Owen to the waiting area outside OR2.

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Owen was not a religious person, and he never prayed before. But now, sitting in the waiting room, his knees drawn up to his chest and leaning against the wall again, he prayed fervently. He prayed earnestly to God to bring his wife back to him. He prayed that Amelia would come back to him, he missed her so much. He would do anything just to see her dimpled smile again and hear her laughter again. He prayed for their new daughter, who didn’t have a name yet, to pull through in the NICU.

'God or whatever power above, if you’re listening- please don’t take my wife away from me. I need her, our daughter needs her mother.’ he cried out silently.

Just then, the tears came without warning. Before he knew it, he was sobbing fully, something which he never did before- not even when his father died or his sister went missing. He had been strong for too long and he needed to release all his pent up emotions.

He felt a tap on his shoulder and came face to face with Meredith Grey.

He continued sobbing, ignoring her as she took her seat on the floor beside him.

’ She’ll pull through.’ Meredith said softly but confidently. ’ She’s a Shepherd after all and Shepherds are strong headed. I know she’ll pull through.’ she repeated.

Owen finally looked at her, tears still rolling down his cheeks.

‘ She’s a fighter.’ Meredith added as she gave him an encouraging smile and patted his shoulder.

They both stood up immediately in anticipation as Stephanie entered the waiting room, still in her scrubs, sporting a relieved look on her face.

Meredith and Owen both stared at her wordlessly. As surgeons, they were used to informing family members of patients the outcome of surgeries, but it was totally different when they themselves were the family members.

Stephanie cleared her throat . ’ We’ve managed to evacuate the clot, she’s now being pushed to the ICU. Her vital signs are stable now, although she did code once on the operating table. You can go and see her soon.’ she said as the two surgeons standing in front of her heaved sighs of relief. ’But don’t get your hopes up yet, we still need to assess her nervous system functions when she wakes up.’ she added.

’ Thank you Edwards.’ Meredith said as she gave Stephanie an awkward hug.

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For the next two days, Owen camped in the hospital, going back and forth between staying in Amelia’s room and visiting their daughter in the NICU. According to Alex, the baby girl was thriving, considering she was a premature baby and for that he was grateful. His new daughter looked exactly like Amelia. Now he just needed Amelia to wake up so that they could decide on a name for the baby. The baby needed her mother.

He hardly slept, showered or ate, spending most of his time either at Amelia’s bedside or beside their baby girl’s incubator.

He refused to go back for a quick shower or change of clothes when Arizona offered to stay longer in Amelia’s room to monitor her. He politely declined when Meredith or Maggie offered to take his place by Amelia’s bedside. He wanted to be there when she finally woke up.

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It has already been more than two days since Amelia’s accident. They had extubated her the day before and she was due to wake up anytime soon. Owen refused to leave her bedside for even one minute.

He was dozing off on the lazy chair by her bedside when a sudden movement jolted him awake from his sleep.

He stared at Amelia’s lifeless form. He could swear he saw some movement just now. It couldn’t be another false alarm!

Suddenly Amelia’s blue eyes opened and she looked straight at him.

Owen’s heart leapt with joy as a stray tear rolled down his cheek. He thought he would never see those eyes again. The powers above have answered his prayers after all!

’ Amelia’ Owen whispered , his voice full of emotion as he gently took her hands in his. ’ You’re awake! Thank God. Please don’t do this to me ever again,you hear me? I need you, our daughter needs you.’

Amelia just stared at him, with a frightened and confused expression on her face.

'Our daughter?’ she croaked. ’ What are you talking about? Where am I?’

Owen’s heart sank to the bottom of his chest.

This is a combination of two prompts:

1) Prompt: Amelia has an accident while she is pregnant and forgets what she had with Owen. She remembers the time when she broke off her engagement and joined Grey Sloan. And she also doesn’t know that Derek is dead and whose kid she is pregnant with and all the in betweens.

2) About Owen’s feelings after Cristina aborted their baby.  

As usual- comments, reblogs, messages and reviews are very much appreciated. I want to know what you guys think! :). 

p.s. Part 3 has yet to be written- so it wouldn’t be up that soon...

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