#centiciti

[franciscoarayapizarro]

INVITAMOS CORDIALMENTE A UN EVENTO FAMILIAR

“NAVIDAD EN FAMILIA”

Una esperanza viva llamada Jesús.

Un tiempo de canto, danza y un importante mensaje de paz y amor para estos días.

Este bonito evento se realizara el día 2 de Diciembre a las 18:00 Hrs. y 3 de Diciembre a las 11:00 Hrs.

Av. Rancagua 237, Providencia, Santiago.

ENTRADA LIBERADA

[lunawolfiefoxy]

Legend woke that day feeling numb-er than usual. His heart seemed to beat painfully slow at times and his limbs didn't like working for him. After a long moment of simply laying in his bedroll, staring at the few members of the Chain who were eating breakfast, he finally tried to sit up.

That went about as well as he expected, leaving him to lay in a less comfortable position. He let out a silent sigh and took to just staring again. Someone walked over him, based on the boots it was probably Hyrule, and over to Wild, who handed him a plate and utensils.

Legend mentally cursed himself as his stomach growled, but the most he could do was shift into a slightly better position. It wasn't long before the rest of the members found themselves eating, and Legend felt his hunger leaving him. He waited too long to eat, now he had to wait till lunch. He huffed slightly and tried to listen in on the morning conversations.

"I slept like a rock last night." Sky said with a yawn.

"You always sleep like a rock." Warriors teased. The others chuckled, Legend couldn't react. Hyrule looked over at him, meeting his eyes.

"Ledge! C'mon over! Wild made pancakes!" Legend only managed to give a small grunt and a twitch of his hand. He hated days like this, and he hated that he was having one with the others, especially Hyrule. The traveler in turn looked justly concerned and walked over to him, kneeling down in front of him. "Legend, are you feeling alright?" He asked him softly. Legend managed a nod before Hyrule placed his hand on his forehead and helped him up. "No fever... Wild, can you bring some breakfast over?"

Soon enough, Legend had a plate in his lap, a fork in his hand, and a few Links sitting around him in worry. He could only pick at his food, he wasn't hungry anymore.

"Did something happen last night?" Wind asked for what felt like the millionth time. No. Legend thought as he kept picking at his food. The others around him only seemed to have their worry increase when he didn't respond.

"Legend, talk to us." Twilight said softly. I can't. Legend wanted to say. He met Twilight's eyes, wishing his voice would come to him so he could reassure his brothers traveling partners. He was fine, he just couldn't function right. That's what it felt like anyways.

Time declared the group stay for his sake why Time? Why? And everyone settled back in. Legend kept picking at his food before getting up, with a number of pops and cracks and a bit of a struggle to stand, and brought his plate over to Wild. The cook refused to take the plate and Legend was getting frustrated. Just take it! He wanted to yell. Instead, he stomped once, shoving the plate into Wild's arms before walking back to his bedroll and sitting down. He knew he was shrimping, but sitting up was uncomfortable. Someone would get after him later for it, but not right now.

Sky walked over to him and sat down after a while. Legend had been picking at his hands, feeling jittery, but just not wanting to get up. Something came into his view. In Sky's hand was something small a wooden. A box.

"I've noticed you were a little antsy, so I made this fidget. I hope it'll suffice." Legend meets the loftian's eyes, seeing the bright smile he gave him. Then he looked back at the box, gently picking it up. He noticed small holes were carved out of one side, when he looked inside, he saw a small ball within. Another side of the box had wooden chains hanging off of it. Another side had small rocks hanging from it. One of the sides even had a switch on it and another was simply plain and flat while the opposite side had waves carved out of it. It was an interesting box for sure.

Legend decided to give it a go and began to mess with the hanging rocks. Soon enough, he felt like a small child who just was given something shiny and he couldn't put the box down. A smile made it's way on his face as he messed around with the box. When he looked up again, he noticed everyone else was eating lunch. He blinked, confused. When had the time gone by? Four waves him over and he got up and found a spot next to the smithy.

"Hey Vet, feeling better? Wild made some lunch if you're hungry." After Four said that, Legend felt his insides clawing in on themselves. He nodded and looked at Wild, he hoped he didn't come off as entitled, he was just hungry. The cook in turn handed him a plate with a smile.

"Eat this time, please." He told Legend, who nodded and began to half-scarf down the food on his plate. No one mentioned it, no one else seemed to care. When Legend was done, he smiled. The others had all been so kind and understanding about this, without even knowing what was going on. Warriors had given him his scarf when he had been shivering, Twilight sat with him to keep him company, but in a way that Legend still felt like he had privacy, Sky had helped him keep his hands busy, Hyrule made sure that he had what he needed, Wild gave him something to eat, even when it wasn't a meal time, Four helped to interpret what he wanted since his voice and hands didn't work when he wanted them too, and Wind was happy to fill the air with his stories, not minding when the silent reactions Legend gave. Maybe he would explain these days to them later, but right now, he was happy, and happy was good.

[the-tmnt-ficfinder]

Ficfinder finds: Paying for the Mistakes I Made

Rottmnt Fanfic Series Summary: "He's alive." Was he? He didn't feel alive. He felt... numb. And weird. Weird. Disclaimer: none of the characters are mine except for, like, two of them

Paying for the Mistakes I Made: Appraisal and Ratings

(Don't know what fanfic "Appraisal and Ratings" means? Check out my explanation on my Main Masterpost! Looking for a different fanfic to read? Head on over to my Fanfic List Masterpost!)

Disclaimer: This fanfic is only available to those who have an Ao3 profile. This fic is part of a series, and is completed. This fic is the second fic in the Rise Rewritten series, and is the main story important fic, as the first fic is similar to a pilot, and the following fics are post story oneshots. This fic is written by @fanatess, so go show them some love and support!!

The fanfic ratings are not based on quality, favoritism, or how good I think it is, but rather, how intense a subject may be. Like a movie review, or the tags on Ao3, letting the readers know what to expect.

Plot: 💛💛💛🖤🖤

"Plot is three out of five!! This fic is a Rise rewrite where Leo ends up getting Krangified rather than Raph during the invasion. As most Rise rewrites go, it follows a similar pattern of post invasion recovery, with this time, following Leo's POV as he recovers from being a Krang, and all the aftermath that comes along with it."

Suspense/Mystery: 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Suspense/Mystery is four out of five!! Suspense plays a huge part in the beginning of this fic, as the first few chapters take place during the invasion, and directly after. Then, as the story progresses, mystery takes place of suspense while everyone attempts to figure out what's wrong with Leo. Then bam!! Unexpected plot twists and its right back to suspense!!"

Angst/Hurt: 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Angst/Hurt is four out of five!! This fic has quite the amount of angst in it, both physical and emotional!! Most of the angst is Leo centric, as this is a Leo centric fic, though there are a few really good moments with the other Hamato's, and even Casey JR."

Fluff/Comfort: 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Fluff/Comfort is four out of five!! Throughout this story, for as many angsty moments there are, there end up being just as many comforting moments, especially later on, during the proceeding oneshots. All in all this fic has a well balanced blend of both angst and comfort!"

Emotions Conveyed: 💛💛🖤🖤🖤

"Emotions Conveyed is two out of five!! The emotions in this fic are written where to a moderate degree, they'll give you the feels. Quite a few scenes in this fic through Leo's POV are rather confusing, though for a reason that's revealed later on in the story."

Drama/Tension Level: 💛💛💛💛💛

"Drama/Tension Level is five out of five!! As this is a 'Leo gets Krangified' rewrite, there are quite a few drama/tension filled scenes where Leo is basically having an identity crisis. There are many drama scenes, and lots of tension between Leo and his family during recovery."

Triggers: 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Triggers are four out of five!! The way the triggers work in this fic, as they aren't consistent throughout the fic, but rather jump from chapter to chapter. The beginning and the end of the fic have some of the most triggering content. The main triggers to keep an eye out for are; Violence, blood/injury, nonconsensual tentacle in throat/ choking (NOT SEXUAL CONTENT), torture, possession/lack of bodily control, panic attacks, auditory/visual hallucinations, sleep paralysis and sleep paralysis demons, & PTSD. Most of these tags aren't super graphic, and remember to check the tags to stay safe!!"

Legibility (Reading): 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Legibility (Reading) is four out of five!! Paying for the Mistakes I Made is a lovely vanilla fic with no strange text, no odd formatting, and an easy to read style!!"

Legibility (Audio): 💛💛💛💛💛

"Legibility (Audio) is five out of five!! With how this fic is put together, I found it almost more enjoyable to listen to, rather than just read. This fic works wonderfully, both with audio book format, or the original Ao3 format ^^"

Length: 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Length is four out of five!! Paying for the Mistakes I Made is completed, has word count of 242.5k words (including original pilot rewrite/post fic oneshots) and a chapter count of 22 chapters!!"

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Paying for the Mistakes I Made: Chapter List

(Chapters will be added as I rate and appraise them ^^)

(yet to be added)

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(Not yet rated. Links lead straight to Ao3)

Part 1 of Rise Rewritten (Pilot Fic 10.5k)

Rise Rewritten: Post "Paying For the Mistakes I Made" Oneshots/Twoshots

Birds and Broken Wings (Oneshot 3.5k)

Lost and Found (Oneshot 3.5k)

Stars in the Sky (Twoshot 10.5k)

Keep it Close and Don't Let Go (Twoshot 11.5k)

[katatty]

She has to admit, having Woody persue her so openly is a thrill! And he's so laid back. No expectations, no obligations. They say romance sims are all about woohoo, and she probably wouldn't be opposed, but he's never pushed it, seeming happy enough to take things at her pace.

[igorvirge]

yall should check out this super duper awesome fanfic that I wrote that is 100% not bad or poorly written and not angsty or sad at all and DEFINITELY not my projecting onto Tord :3 /sarc

(if you do please read the tags on it be4 u do for tw)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61982866/chapters/158500615

[qtubbo]

We’re all voting OPQ right ‼️

[imperishable-prayers]

I dunno, I don't think throwing 100 lightning strikes in one second and moving so fast you create bursts of thunder that can blind someone if not careful is very fair in a danmaku battle.

[charbeloved]

Have i outted myself as an inniter yet?

[jestroer]

Are there any Welsknight girlies who could recommend me a few fics about him? Like Wels-centic? They are literally so hard to find it's like gold dust. No other requirements just Wels who is not a side character. Pretty please (⁠･ั⁠ω⁠･ั⁠)

[gun-roswell]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon), Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo, CT-7567 | Rex, CT-9901 | Hunter, CC-5576-39 | Gregor, Clone Trooper Howzer (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Fireball of the Clone Underground Network (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Nemec (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Samson (Star Wars) Additional Tags: EchoVember, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo-centric, Echo is the Cavalry, Humour, Mount Tantiss (Star Wars), Pabu Island (Star Wars), mission fic (sort of) Series: Part 14 of EchoVember, Part 65 of TBB S3 Fixits, Missing Scenes and Speculation series Summary: Echo is the most efficient clone. Ever. The Cavalry for sure!

[franciscoarayapizarro]

INVITAMOS CORDIALMENTE A UN EVENTO FAMILIAR “NAVIDAD EN FAMILIA” Es tiempo de esperanza, Jesús la razón de la navidad. Un tiempo de canto, danza y un importante mensaje de paz y amor para estos días. Este bonito evento se realizara el día 2 de Diciembre a las 15:00 Hrs. En el Centro de Convenciones ALMACRUZ, Salón Minería 5 San Antonio 65 – Metro Estación “Universidad de Chile”, Santiago Centro. Donación: $8.000 Reserve su cupo.

[artemistorm]

Stormy!!! I got a new Celtic book!

Ooohhh that looks cool!! That looks so good! Have you read any of it yet? Are there pictures?

[hellaverse-critical-confessions]

this has been said many times by many people over the past couple of years, but im only invested in ozzie fizz and verosika. why did my brain hyperfixtate on the lust ring and literally not give a shit about anyone else? no clue! all i know is i expect the next few eps to do them dirty and i kinda wish i could adopt them as ocs at this point

Hey, I've kinda done that with a canon character too! I'd say go right ahead; those are your babies now. Canon can't touch them /lh

But yeah, your concerns are valid, Anon. I was so excited to hear Striker made a return in Western Energy only to witness such a character massacre. At this point, anyone with a S1 antagonist for a favorite might as well pray they don't show up again :")

And in regard to the "oddly specific hyperfixation regarding the show" part:

🤝

Same here, Anon. Same here

[the-tmnt-ficfinder]

Ficfinder finds: Ocean Tides and Butterflies

Rottmnt Oneshot Summary: The wind raced past him, enveloping his body in a cold unwelcome hug. He stood on the edge of a building, the ravine of a city buzzing like a wasp’s nest below him. The wind shoved against his face, causing his eyes to water. Teasing him with the presence of unwanted tears, tears that he had trained himself to hold in.

Ocean Tides and Butterflies: Appraisal and Ratings

(Don't know what fanfic "Appraisal and Ratings" means? Check out my explanation on my Main Masterpost! Looking for a different fanfic to read? Head on over to my Fanfic List Masterpost!)

Disclaimer: This fanfic is a oneshot, and is completed! This fanfic is written by @inkypawprint so go show them some love and support!! This fanfic has a version on both Tumblr, and Ao3. Here's the link to the Ao3 version.

The fanfic ratings are not based on quality, favoritism, or how good I think it is, but rather, how intense a subject may be. Like a movie review, or the tags on Ao3, letting the readers know what to expect.

Plot: 💛🖤🖤🖤🖤

"Plot is one out of five!! This oneshot has less plot, and more poetic story telling of a deep and painful emotional experience. This story is rich in deep thoughts, and has many unique metaphors."

Suspense/Mystery: 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Suspense/Mystery four out of five!! This fic does hold quite the amount of mystery within it, as many of the meanings are written out in deep thought-provoking metaphors, designed to make you think. Along with that, the ending of this fic is open to reader interpretation."

Angst/Hurt: 💛💛💛💛💛

"Angst/Hurt is five out of five!! The entire plotline for this fic, revolves around deep emotional pain, and how it effects one's life."

Fluff/Comfort: 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

"Fluff/Comfort is zero out of five!! This fic has no comfort in it at all, as it goes over some very dark and upsetting emotions."

Emotions Conveyed: 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Emotions Conveyed is four out of five!! This oneshot tells a deep and poetic story through the use of metaphors, and correlation to nature. This fic will absolutely make you think on a deeper level, as it talks a lot on the subjects of life and death."

Drama/Tension Level: 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Drama/Tension Level is four out of five!! There isn't really any drama in this oneshot, however, it does have a lot of emotional tension!"

Triggers: 💛💛💛🖤🖤

"Triggers for this chapter are three out of five!! I'd say, the triggers are hidden between the lines. Nothing is really said out loud, though many things are implied. This fanfic has the triggers of thoughts of suicide, feelings of inadequacy, existential crisis over life and death, and potential suicide attempt (open to reader interpretation).

Legibility (Reading): 💛💛💛🖤🖤

"Legibility (Reading) is three out of five!! As this fic has a very roundabout way for text, it could be a little hard for some to understand it, as most of the meaning is hidden in the metaphors. A beautiful beautiful writing style, just one that may be hard for some to read ^^"

Legibility (Audio): 💛💛💛💛🖤

"Legibility (Audio) gets a two out of five!! As this fanfic has a high amount of runabout metaphors, I find that it's easier to listen to. Helps separate the words, and put them better into perspective, though that's just my opinion ^^"

Length: 💛🖤🖤🖤🖤

"Length is one out of five!! This fanfic is a oneshot with a word count of 1.5k words, and takes around 9-10 minutes to read!"

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Personal thoughts on chapter below cut (Contains Spoilers)

This fanfic, as said in the authors note, seems to be inspired by the song, Killing Butterflies, which the author provided a link for in the authors notes.

The wind raced past him, enveloping his body in a cold unwelcome hug. He stood on the edge of a building, the ravine of a city buzzing like a wasp’s nest below him. The steady stream of car lights growing ever brighter as the sun retired behind the relentless pull of gravity. Each car held people and pets, hundreds of them rushing down the road each minute. Each person oblivious, stuck in their own worlds, cocoons of social circles that they had trapped themselves in.

Right off the bat, this is just so poetically beautiful!! Each little description invokes such beautiful visuals in my mind! I can practically feel the cold wind, swooping around, hugging with icy fingers! I also love how a wasps nest was used as a metaphor for the city, as it really does feel fitting. Just, this entire thing, is filled with so much symbolism, its beautiful!

The weight from his sword pulled on his arm, gravity bullying him the same way it bullied the earth.

Gravity, pulling on the sun, pulling on his arm, pulling on the earth. I feel like this is a metaphor for how depression feels. Ever present, ever weighing, ever a part of life.

It wasn’t long before Leo reached the end of the rooftop, swinging his sword in front of him and ripping a portal into the air, tearing into the matter of the world. He stepped through it, the light blinding him momentarily before he emerged on the next rooftop, walking forwards once more. The bright light of his nimpo flickered out behind him as he walked away from it. He could still see the circle of blue light throbbing in his retina’s, pulsing each time he blinked.

I wonder, would this be silent? Or would it make a ripping sound? Would you be able to hear the sound of the portals tearing open? I wonder if he could even hear it over the sounds of the city.

His brothers had no clue where he was. He had left without a word, simply walked through a portal when no one was paying attention. It was a frequent occurrence. Quite often his brothers would ignore him, stuck in their cocoons, just like everyone else. Leo sighed, scuffing his foot against the rough rooftop in aggravation. Maybe he was the one stuck in his cocoon. Maybe his brothers had broken out of theirs a long time ago. They had spread their wings, they were free, and he was still inside his unwanted cocoon.

This is such a beautiful little metaphor right here!! I feel like it symbolizes how wrapped up folks get in their own lives. Feeling trapped, thinking only of how they're trapped. Then, as they break free, they're able to fly, and they divert their attention to all of everyone else. Its rather fascinating, that people who feel trapped and stuck, are the ones who think of themselves the most, while folks who are free, think of others. You'd think that free folks would think of themselves, because of their fortune to be free, and yet, they divert their attention to those who are still trapped. I might be going to deep with this all, but I just love how deeply this fic is making me think!!

This was because he wasn’t worth listening to. Because his ideas were unrealistic, they contained loopholes. He wondered why he kept trying.

Nooooooo you poor boi T^T

Leo sighed. He was the face man.

Y'know, something I find interesting, is how little Leo appreciates how big of a role his role is. To define what being the face of a team means, "In a team character dynamic, the Face is the one you want doing the talking. They are charming, socially savvy, and otherwise know how to get things done with words. At worst they will be the least dysfunctional team member." As these qualities come naturally to Leo, he often believes that his job is to easy. That he's got the losers job. Now, if any of his other brothers had to do the job of face man, they'd fail spectacularly, as its just not in their nature. I also feel like Leo's brothers don't appreciate how hard he actually works in this job. Being the face of the team, is also somewhat like being the therapist friend. Its something that others won't see, and is very hard work. Easy to get overlooked, and/or burnt out. Leo's been the face man for so long, that its all he knows.

He had tried, he had tried to be better, to contribute to the group more. He couldn’t though, no matter how hard he tried. He couldn’t make tech, he wasn’t stronger than Raph, and he could never reach Mikey’s level of emotional intelligence. He had lived his entire life like a parasitic leech. Taking space and energy from a family that he could never contribute to.

Once again, Leo is clearly underestimating how much his position in the family is worth. Something, I think that Leo isn't understanding, is that while he may be leeching away energy, as the face man, its part of his role. He leeches away the bad, to keep team morale high, and leeches some good, to keep his own energy levels stable. Its just how it works.

He sauntered through the portal, feeling the cold burn of the mystic energy against his skin. Stark and biting like the deep currents of the ocean. A place he never should have been, a power he never should have had.

Oh, I love this description!! The way raw power just seems to emanate from his mystics, its just stunning!

The thought burned him, the boiling ocean of regret and turmoil lapping at the sand of his soul.

I'm enjoying how the ocean and the beach have been used numerous times as a metaphor for the soul, and emotions. It's a very good metaphor!

Leo stepped up to the edge overlooking the city, spinning his sword once at his side before holding it out to the side and dropping it onto the hard surface of the roof. It clattered, a cry of remorse and warning. Screaming at him to rethink his actions.

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!

Leo stayed frozen on the edge, torn between the barriers between life and death. Curious.. Ever so curious what it would feel like to fly. To break out of his cocoon. To finally soar for once in his life before the swells swallowed him completely

What??... Just, what??? Did he jump, did he die?? What happened??? No, Leo, you precious baby, whyyyy??

[mobio-solutions]

Ever noticed how wonderfully unique each person is? 🌈 In the world of retail, recognizing and celebrating our differences isn't just nice. It's the future! 🚀 Embracing the complex tapestry of human desires, needs, and dreams isn't just an option; it's the blueprint for future growth. Let's rethink retail not as a business of transactions but as a community of connections.

[lead-acetate]

there are two genders: killing off some canon characters for tragic backstory and creating OCs only to kill them for the tragic backstory

and girl. I know nobody except for me cares but Alme Ki deserved to live. the author (me) killing them off only for Jango to have trauma was a Weak Move. they studied botanics. they loved kids. they liked braiding their hair. they looked at that unhinged traumatised twenty-yeear-old Trad Mando at a bar and said "I want it". they wanted to build a family and a farm and to not live through another civil war--

i feel like a monster. wtf lead. justice for Alme.