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Prompt 28 - Light
@wolfstarmicrofic December 28, word count 494
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The streets were oddly deserted, and they made it back to Remus’s flat in excellent time. Remus felt a wave of nervousness wash over him. He’d had guys back to his flat before, but they’d all been randoms he’d picked up from seedy bars, not rich, ridiculously handsome gentlemen.
“Oh, is that the famous kebab shop?” Sirius asked, pointing at the brightly lit shop window.
“Hmm, oh, yeah, that’s the place,” Sirius looked it up and down.
“That is an obnoxious amount of neon lights,” He said, squinting his eyes and using his hand to shade the piercing lights from his face. “Is that your flat?” He asked, pointing to the window directly above the shop.
“Yup,” Remus answered. There wasn’t much else he could say. He was sure Sirius lived in some enormous old house or swish modern penthouse.
“Does the light from those shine in?” Remus nodded.
“Yeah, but I found some thick curtains in the charity shop and got a cheap blind from B&M so it’s mostly dark in there,” He shut his mouth, realising he was telling Sirius a bit too much about himself. “So kebab then? Don’t get the doner, get the chicken, trust me,”
Sirius didn’t listen and ordered a doner anyway. They sat outside at the metal table and chairs to eat. Sirius took one bite and looked at Remus with wide, scared eyes. “Spit it out,” Remus said laughing as he handed Sirius a napkin.
“Oh my god, Remus, what the hell is that?!” He said in a hushed voice as he furiously wiped his tongue with the rough napkin.
“I did warn you. Here,” He offered his own chicken kebab to Sirius. To his surprise, Sirius didn’t take it but leaned over and took a bite. He chewed it carefully and swallowed. Remus’s eyes were drawn the large bob of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed.
“That I will admit is slightly better,” He said, leaning over for another bite.
They sat there quietly finishing the food, Sirius refusing to take it out of Remus’s hands until it was gone. Remus wiped his hands on another napkin and dumped the undated kebab and his own rubbish in the bin.
“So, erm, did you… Did you still want to…” He stumbled over his words, not quite able to get anything coherent out.
“Yes, Remus, I still want to come up to your flat,” Sirius said, his cheeky, lopsided smile sliding onto his face. “If only to get a glass of water to get this horrendous taste out of my mouth.” He accentuated his words by loudly smacking his tongue to the roof of his mouth in the most adorable way. Remus had to fight himself very hard not to just grab the man by his jacket and kiss him right there under all the neon. But he held himself back and Sirius took his arm without prompting and Remus let him up to his flat.
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#wolfstar#wolfstar microfic#wolfstar fic#wolfstar fanfiction#sirius black#remus lupin#sirius orion black#sirius o black#remus john lupin#remus j lupin#sirius x remus#remus x sirius#sirius and remus#remus and sirius#marauders era#harry potter#wolfstar fluff#crooked smile#do not order the doner#what is that?!#Sirius being cute#Remus struggling to articulate#neon lights#late night kebabs#up to the flat they go#light
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Tara Carpenter: Headcanons
Headcanons
Note: Random Tara hcs that've been running through my mind
I feel like she's a picky eater - like "orders chicken fingers and french fries at fancy restaurants" picky eater
Steals Borrows Sam's clothes
Has knee problems. Even before gf she had shitty knees but gf certaintly didn't help
She walks with a little limp that's a result of Amber's attacks
Hated gym. She constantly tried to get out of it by bringing up her asthma or saying she was on her period/pmsing
Always begged Sam to let her ride in the shopping cart whenever they went grocery shopping (still does)
She's a funny/flirty drunk and grows clingy
She could zone out for hours on an object, observing it in all its glory
She has allergies (Sam's been epi-pen trained for as long as Tara's been alive)
Tried weed once. Instant regret.
Eats youtube essays UP
Short attention span. Can't watch a tiktok longer than 2 seconds without someone playing subway surfers on the other side
If something genuinely interests her, she's gonna know a shit-load about it (ex: sharks or lizards)
Addicted to energy drinks and coffee - really anything with caffeine she's downing
Texts like she's sending you a ransom note
Hates her birthday, hates Christmas, tolerates Halloween
Puts hot sauce on everything. Ketchup used to be the thing she put on everything, but as she says to Sam and her friends, she's matured since then
Two left feet, terrible coordination
Farsighted. Can't see for shit without being at least 10 feet away. She's stubborn about it too. Whenever Sam confronts her about it, she brushes it off as nothing before walking into a wall
Laughs at the most unserious things/during inappropriate moments
Spongebob lover, they're the same person idc
Complains about Sam's snoring even though she's just as loud a snorer - if not louder
Puts ketchup in her mac n' cheese and calls it a delicacy. Since she was left to take care of herself - her Sam and sperm doner being gone and Christina off at business trips - she learned to do with what she had You know when Janine (abott elementary) mixed peanut butter with her ramen? Or when Jake (brooklyn nine nine) called a spoon full of mayo with nuts sprinkled on top a snack? Yeah. Tara.
When Sam first had a chance to see the atrocious meals Tara put together, she started teaching Tara how to cook basic, and proper, meals. At least she's trying to
Tara gets a little too excited when she's put on chopping duty
Sleeps with a night light (those ladybug ones have her name written all over it)
'Lilo and Stich' is her comfort movie, this isn't up for debate. She feels connected to the movie on another level, and every time she watches it she ends up in tears
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A/N: I feel strongly about the last one
#tara carpenter headcanons#scream headcanons#tara carpenter x reader#tara carpenter x y/n#tara carpenter x you#tara carpenter#jenna ortega
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Jurassic World: Camp Fam - Next Generation
I was board, so I made a next gen for the Nublar Six, based on my personal headcanons and ships so if you don't like Benrius and Kenlynn, then please don't come at me. This is all just in good fun.
Enjoy!
Emily Bowman (Benrius)
Emily was nine-years old when her parents were unfortunately killed in a freak dinosaur attack, leaving her orphaned. Darius and Ben responded to the call and took her into their care. She stayed with them for a little while whilst Social Services began sorting out her situation, wherein during that time, Emily gotten to get to know Darius and Ben and what they do; how they locate dinosaurs, care for them, and ship them off to private island habitats funded by Dr Mae Turner and Mantah Corp, now under Kenji’s full jurisdiction. She even began to conquer her fear after making friends with a Maiasaura she named Ursa.
She was eventually put into a foster home, but the conditions were poor, so she decided to run away and return to the Sanctuary, via stealing the mum’s credit card to book a plane ticket.
Darius and Ben were shocked to see Emily and horrified to hear about the living conditions. After sending her to bed, they had a long talk about how they had once talked about adopting and raising a family, agreeing they both adored Emily and didn’t want her to go. So they gave Emily the good news the next morning that they would adopt her into the family and she said yes.
Fun Fact: Ursa the Maiasaura is a direct nod to concept dinosaurs that would eventually become Bumpy, as Maiasaura was one of the many plausible candidates.
2. Julia and Xavier Kon (Kenlynn)
Despite their ups and downs, concerning Brooklynn’s line of work and Kenji's inheritance of Manta Corp, Brooklynn tries extra hard to live in the moment and not take her time with her family and friends for granted and Kenji works hard to ensure that the Kon family name is redeemed through his work. Regardless of their hardships, they work well together and support each other through their struggles.
Julia Kon is the more extraverted of the duo. She takes after her father, enjoys skating, archery and isn’t afraid to get her hands dirty, preferring physical activities to staying coped up indoors all day. Her brother Xavier is more closed off then his sister. Younger by two years, he prefers technology and hacking to climbing and being outdoors.
Despite their differences, two things they have in common is their love for their family and their association with dinosaurs. Namely the herd of Parasaurolophus living by their father’s climbing camp. Every month, Kenji would take the family camping at the cliffs and the kids would play with the baby Parasaurolophuses. One in particular took a real shine to the children; Brooklynn affectionately named her Nightlight, due to how Xavier would snuggle her tightly due to his fear of the dark when they went camping.
Fun Fact: Julia and Xavier are named after Brooklynn and Kenji's original concepts for Camp Cretaceous, Jules and Xi respectively. Also, Kenji and Ben used to have different roles, with Ben being the strong, athletic character while Kenji (at this point in time, Xi) was the shy, nerdy type. They since swapped roles, with Ben becoming the shy one and Xi taking the role of the rich kid and was renamed Kenji.
3. Katie Gutierrez-Fadoula (Yasammy)
When Sammy and Yaz got married and talked about starting a family, they realized there were some complications: Sammy's encounter with the Scorpios Rex damaged her reproductive organs and left her unable to carry a child to term, and Yaz was uncomfortable with the idea of ordering a doner. So in the end, they agreed to adopt.
Katie loves her moms and her life at the ranch. She enjoys spending time with Angel and Rebel, who they were able to rescue and keep on the ranch (best cattle dogs Sammy ever had), tending to the cows, chickens and the stray Pachycephalosaurus that had been hanging around the ranch lately, who she has named Bonehead. She came out to her mums as trans when she was 13 and they wholeheartedly support her through her transition.
Fun Fact: Katie is a sorta merge of Sammy and Yaz's concepts. Sammy was originally meant to be male and Yaz's name was originally Katie.
Anyway, those are my versions of the next generation of Camp Fam. I hope you like them and again, this is just all in good fun; I'm not trying to start any shipping wars.
Take care peoples.
#jurassic world#jurassic world camp cretaceous#jurassic world chaos theory#darius bowman#ben pincus#kenji kon#brooklynn jwcc#sammy gutierrez#yasmina fadoula#benrius#ben x darius#darius x ben#kenlynn#kenji x brooklynn#brooklynn x kenji#yasammy#yaz x sammy#sammy x yaz#camp fam#next gen ocs
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HIHI Mr. Haitch! Two things before starting to request of thee: 1. Please start a convo with Haitch today and try to do the macarena while talking for as long as possible until she notices and says something(if you can give us a time it took for her to say something about it that would be great) and 2. Make sure to get some rest! I personally struggle alot with working too much or not working at all. So try to take some time to yourself! Without further ado here are our QUESTIONS:
Favourite fast food restaurant? And your order from there? (And Haitch’s order too)
Opinion on cheesecake? (I personally love certain types but I have a big no-no on Japanese cheesecake)
Is there anything weird or funny that your sons are afraid of?
FUN FACT: There is almost no chance for you to shuffle a deck the same way ever. The number of ways to shuffle a deck of cards is 52 factorial and ends up being huuuuge number so the chance that you shuffle a deck the exact same way twice is near impossible :)
Haitch is decidedly not in the mood for my shenanigans at the moment, so I'll have to skip the challenge. She also would've figured me out immediately.
1. There is a kebab place near here that sells baklava, and for that they have my heart.
2. Doner meat, chips, and salad with garlic sauce (and baklava, as you might have guessed). Haitch tends to go for a chicken burger and chips, fish and chips, or (on occasion) a smallish pizza.
3. I'm deep in a cheesecake obsession at the moment - preferably strawberry. The base has to be just on the edge of crisp, though.
4. There's a park near where Haitch's parents live that our oldest refuses to go to, because I told him it's haunted. Now - he loves spooky and creepy things, and he had been complaining the whole day about being out of the house. I told him it was haunted (it apparently is) because I thought he'd be excited - instead he tearfully begged me to never take him back several months later. I may never recover from the guilt.
5. I definitely remember hearing something about that.
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Whats Wainwright and Alistairs comfort foods ? And do they have it often mayhaps ?
For Wainwright I think the boundary is basically nonexistent between safe food and comfort food. His ma gave him chicken and waffles (he is a fried chicken autistic. To me.) or shrimp and grits when he was sad and now it's kind of all he can eat when he's having one of those days where any texture feels like a grater and the light of the sun is a deadly lazer and he wants to fuckin Hibernate like the bear he is.
Alistair's comfort food is, tbh, anything sufficiently warm, filling, spiced, provided in large enough quantity and given in a place where he's safe. If his tastebuds weren't stillborn due to being british having severe sensory issues they were surely killed off over all his years of adventuring. Dude's probably eaten actual poison several times and barely lived. He's quite fond of incredibly spicy takeout though, it's what he tells his beloved to order if he is unsuccessful in the hunt. Alistair voice my dear the legends were a fucking lie, please get me an extra large doner with hellfire sauce from that one cheap place, I'll be home in 30
#fourth wall mail slot#magnuficentwo#headcanons#borderlands#wainwright jakobs#alistair hammerlock#magnus
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Luck of the drink - SasuHina Month Day 4
The original prompt was something along the lines of 'You don't know my order, but damn you made it correctly' and this happened.
Day 4 | Día 4
“Knowing their favorite drink” | “Conocer su bebida favorita”
“First touch” | “Primer roce”
“Come on!”
Hinata struggled to keep up with Ino’s quick steps, trying to figure out how she could move so quick in heels.
“Ino-chan, I don’t even like coffee.”
“Yeah, because you’re so insanely picky about the flavour.”
She wasn’t wrong. Hinata preferred sweet coffees, but half the time it meant the syrups overpowered any coffee taste at all and just tasted like concentrate. Half the time she stuck to teas but with long days at her family’s company, the one in charge of fundraising and the such, coffee was what she needed to get through the day. Ino was supposed to be helping her finalize floral centre pieces for their company donor dinner and now she was being dragged in the opposite direction.
“This guy, is like a god. Knows just what you like and makes it just how you’d imagine. Doesn’t hurt that he’s hot as hell.”
“I’m sure Sai would love to hear that.” she replied sarcastically.
“Well, they’ve both got pale skin and dark hair, so clearly I have a type.”
Hinata rolled her eyes, giving in. She supposed as long as she got coffee at the end, she shouldn’t complain.
The coffee shop was called Cat’s Flame. It was a darker than most chain coffee shops but it was cosy with all the faded couches, shelves of books to borrow or buy when reading and little nooks of tables for studying. Behind the register was a guy about their age. He seemed familiar, though she couldn’t tell with his long hair half covered by a slouch beanie. He had snake bites and was more focused on his phone screen than Ino approaching him.
“Sasuke!” Dark eyes looked up, cheek smooshed against his hand and unmoving as Ino skipped over. “My regular please. And this is Hinata! My best friend since middle school. I’m working with her family for their doner dinner. Could you make a cup for her?”
Sasuke dropped his phone on the counter, slouching up much like a cat, though a snake felt more accurate.
“I didn’t tell him what I want.” Hinata whispered, watching him move around the machines, grinding beans and setting milk to be foamed.
“Relax, he knows what he’s doing.” Ino reassured. “Ok, so remind me of colours for the event. Please tell me it’s not the same boring black and white.”
Distracted with event details, she forgot about Sasuke making his mystery drinks, at least until he slid over two to go cups, Ino’s name on one.
“700 yen.” he announced, picking his phone up again and shoving the card reader closer as he slouched down again.
“But what if I don’t like it?” Hinata asked, still not touching her cup, while Ino scooped hers up, taking the top off the blow it cool.
“You gonna drink it before you judge?” Sasuke said, fixing his hand to hold up his head while still fixed on his phone.
Huffing, she took the cup, doing the same as Ino to cool it before taking a small sip. It was sweet, the slight bitterness of the coffee mixing perfectly. For some reason, it reminded her of breakfast.
“Not so bad now huh? 700 yen.”
“I got it. If you start with him, you’ll never stop.” Ino said, tapping her phone on the card reader. “Thanks Sasuke!”
He didn’t reply as Ino dragged them out, still focused on his phone.
“He’s so rude!” Hinata couldn’t help but blurt out once they were a distance away. She looked at Ino like she was crazy when she burst into laughter.
“That’s how he is. I knew him in college and I crushed so hard. He turned me down and called me annoying all in one sentence. He just doesn’t do well with people. He reacts with rudeness rather than just stay silent. But it’s good right?”
As annoyed as she was by his behaviour, Ino was right. It was good.
“Come on. If we take any longer, all the fresh flowers for mock ups will be gone.”
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With a week before the dinner, donors throwing their demands at her, not to mention needing to chase her father down to get answers from him, Hinata felt herself crashing. Hanabi was helping, no doubt because of this being their bigger dinner of the year and took her break by ordering coffee for them.
“I think you’ll like it.” she promised, going over to where Hinata stood attempting to fix the seating chart thanks to another petty argument that happened to spark a rivalry between two donors. “Konohamaru suggested the place. Said his cousin goes there all the time.”
“What did you get me?”
“You’ll see. The barista won’t mess up.”
Hearing that reminded her of Sasuke. The coffee had been good, just the right amount of espresso to help her through the day so by the time the crash happened, she was home. She’d be tempted to go back had it not been for his behaviour. He seemed so unenthused to be there, if they fact he was staring more at his phone than anything else was the best proof to go by. He had a comment or a reply for anything, it was insane. It was also insane how much it bothered her. She delt with petty and quick to anger people all the time, not to mention those who looked like doing their job drained them of every ounce of happiness they had. So why did the way he act bother her?
Coffee finally arrived by the time she and Hanabi had figured out how to seat everyone without casualties. She knew her father wouldn’t be happy about some of the groupings, but if he didn’t want a bloodbath on his hands, he’d have to deal with it. A knock on the door had Hanabi sprint for it, no doubt dying for her drink after the amount of thinking they had to do.
“Delivery from Cat’s Flame.” a very familiar bored voice announced.
Sasuke stood at the door, small traveling case in hand. He held it as he unzipped it, handing Hanabi one cup and walked in to hand Hinata the other. He also handed her a mildly heavy paper bag, smelling of pastries. She hadn’t realised just how hungry she was until she smelled the sugar wafting off of it.
“Yum. what is this? It’s amazing.” Hanabi asked, stealing the bag and heading over to the couch in Hinata’s office
“Cortado with vanilla syrup.” Sasuke sounded just as bored as the last time she’d seen him. He wasn’t wearing a beanie this time, his long hair pulled back into a messy half bun. It exposed the earrings that lined his ears.
Hinata took a sip of her coffee, expecting it to be the same sweet drink, which she later realised had been maple syrup. But it was the familiar taste of a London Fog, which while technically coffee, was made with tea. But this had something extra.
“Did you put an extra shot in this?” she felt impressed when Sasuke nodded, focused of pulling something from his pocket. The coffee and tea taste weren’t a weird mix. It was pleasant with the right amount of sweetness. He’d done it again.
“Receipt. Have a nice day.” the minute she took the paper, he turned, pulling his phone out and left without a care.
Seriously, did this guy have any care for anything?
“He was cute.” Hanabi was halfway through a Bear claw.
“He’s so rude. Ino took me to the cafe before. He was focused on his phone pretty much the whole time. And he was so sarcastic and rude.” she still gratefully drank the coffee. The extra shot of espresso was going to be exactly what she needed to get through the day.
“Still cute. Be honest, you’d love to be that uncaring about things.”
Working for her family would have been fine had it not been for their strictness over everything. The Hyuuga family was perfect to everyone, except those in it. She wasn’t about to admit her sister was right. She wanted to rebel just as much as the younger generation of their family. That didn’t mean she’d want to be like Sasuke. There was a difference between letting go and toeing the line of being let go.
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The donor dinner, so far, was a success. She’d managed to get ahead of 3 fights, 2 tantrums from full grown adults and a nitpicky guest. She deserved a drink, even more so after seeing the Otsutsuki family arrive. They’d been trying to get her father to marry her to their only son, Toneri, since the families started working together. She dodged a rather tall guest and headed to the bar when she was stopped.
“Hinata-san! It’s so good to see you.” Uchiha Mikoto, wife to the head of the family kindly greeted her. “You did an amazing job as usual. The flowers look spectacular. Was it the Yamanaka family again?”
“It was. Can I get you another drink?” Hinata asked, noticing her near empty glass.
“Oh, that’s alright. My son is grabbing me one. In fact, I don’t know if you’ve met him.”
“Itachi? He came to the last silent auction we had.” she didn’t forget the kind and quiet heir to the Uchiha family. He and Neji had been running circles around each other talking about whatever had gotten them talking.
“No, no. Not Itachi. My youngest son. Oh, there he is now, Sasuke!”
Turning, Hinata felt her face flush red in embarrassment and shock when Sasuke, the same barista who’d been serving her the exact drink she needed, eased his way through the crowd to them. His hair was styled out of his face, though all his piercings were sitting in place. He handed one of the glasses to his mom, taking her other one and sipping from that. The other glass in his hand was untouched until he handed it to her. Hinata decided to sip it and sure enough, whatever skill he had with coffee translated into alcohol as well. Soda water, grapefruit and some mix of other syrups and gin. Her usual mix of drinks; strong enough to give her a buzz, but diluted enough to help her get through the rest of the party without issue. How was he this good?
“Sasuke works with his older cousin Shisui at his coffee shop. The family business never kept his attention, so between his fencing competitions, he works there. He represents Japan in the Olympics on the team.” she gushed.
“Oh?”
“Though at least we know when he retires, he’ll have a good job. His accuracy in guessing a person’s preferred drink is amazing.”
Sasuke gave Hinata this smug smile, that caused her to pout. He was teasing her, she knew it.
“Maybe you’d be interested in seeing me prove myself on Friday, at the cafe before opening?”
Was…he asking her out? She should have asked what was going on, why he was so suddenly interested but she found herself agreeing. The moment, she had a chance, she found Ino, hoping she’d get sense talked into her to cancel.
“Ooh, he finally asked?” Ino interrupted once she told her that Sasuke was here.
“Finally asked what?”
“Asked you out? He called after I took you to the cafe and was asking quite a number of questions about you. He sounded like Sai.”
Ino’s boyfriend was completely in love with her, even with his lack of understanding emotions. If Sasuke was like him…well, guess she’d have to find out on Friday, before the shop opened.
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Not only is the Stranger Things fandom still more fixated on Noah than on Brett Gelman's Zionist bullshit, they won't even talk about the new brand deal the show's production team announced with Squishmallows, a brand that's been a major doner to AIPAC. A post about that got about five notes before it was taken down. Anything to avoid criticizing the show as a whole and asking if being vocally pro Israel has been actively encouraged, by producers we already know share those views.
im very with you on this. i am not condoning noahs actions at all but people are WAY too focused on him when brett gelman is DANGEROUS and i never see shit about it. for anyone not sure what this ask is talking about, its about this post i made
and my opinion is that hes the easiest target due to being young and quite online. the showrunners have expressed a lot of very pro isr*el views but nobody really talks about it because theyd have to actually know what theyre talking about re; gaza in order to criticise them, rather than just rting something about hoping noah never gets another role and dunking on his looks or whatever (which, guys, can we not do that? equating beauty to goodness is the first step of a BAD path)
also a lot of people i think dont want to criticise the showrunners/brett/etc because they are still hyperfixated on the show and somehow they think this is going to make THEM look bad for still liking the show? guys you can still like the show. the show has nothing at all to do with isr*el, this isn't like TLOU where the showrunners literally based the themes of the story off hate for palestinians. just yo ho ho your way through season 5 if you still want to watch it. use Alternative Methods. if you DONT want to watch s5 and you want to drop it entirely because of the zionists involved, thats absolutely your choice. but i think we need to move on from a couple of lukewarm statements from a 19 year old rich kid and focus on the involved persons (brett!!) who are genuinely calling for people to die.
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🥲🥲 SHDB THANK YOU!! We really do try and have a lot of wholesome stories mixed with the crazy! Because I never get to really talk about them and in no particular order::
- Parsa and Sudo's relationship: Parsa has the Legendary Super Saiyan gene which means her emotions heavily peak. Whereas Sudo is emotionally "stunted" based on his alien race. The two end up balancing each other out, where Sudo can talk Parsa down and Parsa fills Sudo's emotional gaps.
- Victor confiding in Princess Zelda: Victor is our oc based on an old throw away plot of LOZ where she had a brother. Ours takes place in BoTW, so after Zelda's mother dies, the King - like years later - founded a small romance with one of the servants in the castle. She came to the king saying she was pregnant and he cast her out (same guy who wouldn't let his daughter dabble in technology). Victor was born, but when he was young a wizard killed his mother and raised him as if he was his own. Sewing distrust in the royal family and definitely abusing him. Victor killed the wizard but ended up sealed in his grimoire until Zelda and friends found the book. Victor was a villain for a bit but was also pretty traumatized and not mentally well. One night he and Zelda just ended up having a long heart to heart. Zelda seething that her father kept more secrets from her, Victor just bubbling over and just both siblings bonding. The emotional connection led to Victor vomiting black ooze - malice, originally planted by the wizard to keep Victor angry and spiteful. After that night, the two moved forward as better siblings. He is also very protective of his sister, and same is true for Zelda.
- Yuki and Spencer getting adopted: I've talked a fair bit about my One Piece twins but this one stuck with me since Yuki and Spencer had different lives before reconnecting. Yuki was closer with the scientist that made them, pretty much viewing him like a father figure. His tattoo is where she got her name (though she spelt it wrong). Spencer didn't have that. Yuki had a toxic relationship that led her to joining the Marines where Spencer just floated taking odd jobs and spiraling. The two were in their 20s when they met Reginald - Saika Iblin's butler. Yuki having a romantic relationship with Saika, and Spencer working for him. Reginald was always supportive of the two and worked as a mediator for them for a bit. He went out of his way and even found their egg doner - the person who was technically their "mom". Reginald actually ended up falling for her, and the two made an agreement to pull Yuki and Spencer aside and presented the forms. They were adults, so they didn't have to agree to anything...but they did. It was something they've both searched for all their lives- just a place to belong. And thus, they became a very weird family ♡ (and even got a little sister later!)
There's more but this is long ;A;
#polterxgheist#BIG RAMBLE#TEARS WERE SHED-#Theres a lot of dumb shit#but a lot of good story beats too--
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After seeing that it is evidently Kebab Day, I couldn't resist the excuse to stuff my face with some takeout from our local primarily Syrian-style falafel place. Their kebab offerings aren't at all bad either.
They also do not believe in small portions. I always have leftover meat and fries to repurpose later. The pic above was from after I had already raked this plateload out of the container:
It actually seems pretty common locally at least to get a heap of very sour Middle Eastern pickles instead of fresh cucumber slices with stuff like this. Thus the sprinkling of obvious pickle slices peeking out. The orangey sauce is a creamy hot sauce, which I think is basically the same as the yogurt-based garlic sauce but with a bunch of cayenne and likely some other seasonings thrown in.
Luckily the celiac-friendly kebab/falafel plate option, served with fries instead of bread, is popular enough here that you can easily find them just about anywhere that sells that sort of thing.
I actually discovered that approach on my first trip to Stockholm with Mr. C years ago, and started ordering with fries instead in the UK after that too. More shops there will have just orders of doner meat and chips on the menu, but they apparently get few enough orders for the whole shebang with chips instead of pita that a lot of the time they weren't even sure how to ring that up if you wanted the vegetables too. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Pretty good combo, though. I would definitely suggest trying it, even if wheat bread is not a problem for you.
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September 10, 2023
I'm feeling a bit better now. I don't think I'm being a drama queen. It's a problem that's bound to happen again until I start to do something about it.
Slept around 2am last night and woke up at 7am today. It sucks. I just watched some Boruto and replayed the Bleach episode from yesterday because it was just so good. I ordered some doner that's scheduled to get here around 12:20pm. I slept and woke up around 1pm. Thank goodness that I was able to get some sleep despite it being a bit hot.
I did the laundry today and yes I did both our laundry. I took a shower after and met Helric, Ross, and Carl in Odeon in Camden. We watched The Nun II and it was a 5/10 for me though I screamed for like 5x in the cinema. The story was meh but the scare factor was decent.
We went to Camden Market and browsed in the stores. We went to Cyberdog and the sex shop was a bit freaky for me for a guy who's so vanilla. We then ate at Max Orient and it was a buffet-kind of restaurant. I didn't each much because of my diet.
Went home around 9:20pm. Texted Eddie I was already home. I hope we can finally move on from all this by tomorrow.
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Street Vendors, Hesburger and Josephine's Oh My!
What can I say about the first Baltic country I chose to visit? This will tell you something. You know how much I loved Budapest since I raved about it in my posts about the city. Tallinn ranks right up there with Budapest on cities I would love to visit again…. I try and venture out of my comfort zone when making my way to another city. One way to do this is to try the food. This was not any different when I left home and took this trip. I should suffice to say I do make sure to find a market for bread and avocado. It is my fallback plan if I end up not liking something. In other words, my plan B.
I know it is the tiny things in life that make one happy. Food is at the top of the list. Or should I say trying something new from another place. I found a vendor that sold the doner kebabs. So, I had one for lunch. The one I had was grilled pork, tomatoes, lettuce, sweet pickles, jalapenos, and fries with sauce that looked like thousand island dressing.
Speaking of vendors, they had people who were selling warm almonds off their cars. Pretty good with a little sweetness to them.
Besides the vendor I found near where I was staying, I knew I needed to stop in for a bite at Hesburger. Hesburger, did you say? Yes, it turns out you need to stop in one when you visit any of the Baltic Countries because they have locations in all three. As for this place, it made me think of McDonald’s and Burger King. But oh, so much better than McDonald’s. What would these three have in common if I were referring to them? They are a fast-food restaurant chain with locations all over the city. I ended up getting the chicken burger, fries, and sprite. It only cost me 4.80 euros for the meal.
The last place I should mention, and it is not an honorable mention. It would be one of those places I would go back to repeatedly. It was that good! The place in question is Josephine’s. I found it on one of my walks and had to stop in for lunch. I decided to go big or go home. I ordered the hot sandwich with ciabatta, goat cheese and tomato. They have an XL behind the hot sandwiches. Not sure what that means? XL for x large. wink:) As for the drink, I went with hot chocolate with rum raisins and chili. Different and not something I would typically order. It had a kick to it; need to stir it since the chocolate settles to the bottom.
What food have you tried on your travels? Did you stick to the tried and true from back home that made its way to the country you were visiting? Did you try the local cuisine and eat where the locals eat? Or did you stop by one of those touristy hot spots that you heard about when you did your research?
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Sacred Medicine with Gary Zukav 1996
Gary Zukav is the author of The Dancing Wu Li Masters: An Overview of the New Physics, which won The American Book Award in Science, and the National Bestseller, The Seat of the Soul, which explores the new phase of evolution that we have entered. He was interviewed at his home by Kathy Doner, M.D.
Q: In The Seat of the Soul you discussed the evolution of consciousness – from five-sensory perception to the multi-sensory perception, and from external power to authentic power. Is this a true evolution or are we just coming back to a pre-science and an Eastern way of thinking? Where do we see this happening?
A: In me and in you and in the readers of this article. Some elements in this transformation aren't new. For example, aboriginal cultures knew that the Earth is alive. Every human after whom our religions are named spoke of nonphysical realms of experience and of consequences that occur in them that are created by actions in the physical realm. In the West, these nonphysical realms are called "heaven" and "hell". In the East, the consequences are called "karma".
However, we have now crossed an evolutionary threshold. That threshold is this: In the past we evolved through exploring physical reality and, in that process, developed the ability to manipulate and control it. This is external power. The development of tools, shelter, agriculture, and space travel are all examples of external power. Now we are becoming a multi-sensory species – one that is not limited to the five senses, that is evolving through responsible choice, and that is pursuing authentic power: the alignment of the personality with the soul.
Q: How does this relate to medicine?
A: The western medicine that you are practicing – the use of drugs and surgery – is the application of external power to the human body. Pharmaceuticals are a way of manipulating and controlling the physical body at the biomolecular level. Surgery is a means of manipulating and controlling the physical body at macroscopic levels. Western medicine has the same goal as oriental medicine, acupuncture, and homeopathy – which are all means of manipulating and controlling the body – to prolong physical survival.
The goal of multi-sensory humanity is spiritual growth. Five-sensory humans look at themselves as "bodies" with a mysterious quality called "mind". We are now becoming aware of ourselves both as personalities and as souls. This is part of the emergence of multisensory perception. By "personality" I mean our bodies and intuitional structures as well as our cognitive, affective, and perceptual capabilities. All of these are temporary. They come into being; they serve; and then they disappear. Serve what? They serve the immortal Soul.
From a multi-sensory point of view, every physical dysfunction is a symptom, and beneath every physical cause lays non-physical causes. In other words, physical dysfunction is the last stage in a developmental process, most of which is not physical. Treating someone with a physical dysfunction solely in terms of the physical is, to multi-sensory perception, analogous to treating a patient with an anesthetic. It diminishes pain but doesn't address causes. It allows the patient to work more effectively with the doctor, but it doesn't heal anything.
Q: This is a complete change of perspective for Western medicine. It also sets us health care pioneers on a rather tricky frontier.
A: It's all a matter of perception – are you willing to step into the largest arena of knowing that you can reach for, or, for your sense of security, will you stay in a smaller arena? As your awareness expands there will come a time that is analogous to wearing shoes that don't fit anymore, or clothes that you no longer find attractive. You may wear them as long as possible in order to get the most out of them, or so that you won't disturb friends who are used to seeing you in them. Eventually you will give them away. This frontier is an exciting place to be. I suggest that you try on the perspective of the immortal soul – the perspective of eternity – for size.
By the way, keep in mind that pioneers created what is now the conservative establishment that spurns pioneers. For example, the first human who said that diseases are transmitted by "germs" was ridiculed. When you say that physical symptoms have nonphysical causes that underlie their physical causes, the ostracism that you fear is the same that the pioneers who created contemporary allopathic medicine faced.
Q: Can you describe the evolution of our perception? The physicist, Max Planck, said that our aim is that "which poetic intuition may apprehend but which the intellect can never fully grasp".
A: Five-sensory logic and understanding originate in the mind. Multi-sensory humanity comprehends through the heart. The time has come for a higher order of logic and understanding. The characteristics of the old order of logic and understanding are well-mapped: It is linear and exclusionary. That means that you cannot think of something simultaneously in two ways. You can alternate rapidly between different ways of comprehending something, but to understand it in one way is to preclude understanding it in another.
The heart is non-linear. It does not understand sequentially. The heart is inclusionary. It comprehends in different ways simultaneously. For example, a father may be proud, jealous, and fearful for the safety of his son simultaneously. The heart understands all of this at the same time.
Intellectual understanding doesn't disappear with the emergence of multisensory perception. It gets demoted. It is no longer the chairman of the board, but instead becomes subservient to the heart. Humanity is now becoming multisensory and heart centered. The transition from five sensory perception to multisensory perception is occurring whether we wish it or not – it is the great evolutionary transformation that is reshaping humanity.
Becoming heart centered is a matter of choice – responsible choice. A responsible choice is a choice that brings into being consequences for which the chooser is willing to assume responsibility. Most of us do not consider ourselves responsible for what we create, or we would create very differently. A heart centered humanity, for example, could not use its intellectual capabilities to create caste systems, nerve gas, or nuclear weapons.
Q: Is this evolutionary transition simply a paradigm shift, a different way of looking at things?
A: No, not in the way that the shift from Ptolemaic to Copernican astronomy was a paradigm shift. This is a change not only in what we see, but also in what we can see; not only in what we experience, but also in what we can experience.
Q: And you feel this is happening even though we are surrounded by so many symbols of the old order of authoritarian power?
A: Yes. The pursuit of external power – the ability to manipulate control – that was our previous evolutionary modality now produces only violence and destruction. In other words, pursuing the previous evolutionary modality of humankind now produces its most counterproductive activities.
All of the social structures that we have built – education, governance, commerce, science – are collapsing because they no longer have a foundation.
That is why in your field, health care, is collapsing: It is based upon the perception as power as external – as the ability to manipulate and control. As costs continue to rise, pricing more and more people out of health care, your system has continually attempted to right itself. Now it is more concerned with its own health than it is with the health of the patients within it. This circumstance cannot be corrected by cost containment, or anything else, because, like all of our social structures, medicine is built on the obsolete perception of power as the ability to manipulate and control.
This is good news. The old is giving way to the new. In other words, the disintegration of our social structures is not the product of a pathology, but the profoundly positive consequences of humanity shifting from an intellectually oriented mode of evolution through the exploration of the physical world to a heart centered mode of evolution through responsible choice with the assistance and guidance of nonphysical Teachers – through the pursuit of authentic power.
Q: As a physician I try to encourage my patients to find the meaning of their suffering and to address the lessons that they are learning, and not just to prescribe drugs and surgery. Do you have any advice for a healer who doesn't want to work with just physical causes and cures?
A: If you set the intention to draw to you those souls who will help you to understand and implement the creation of deep health, they will come, and those who come for pills will drop away. Offer them choices. Responsible choice requires the knowledge that there are options, and what those options are. For example, if you feel that the despondency and physical dysfunction of a patient is related to the fact that he is living a meaningless life, or that he disdains his wife, or fears his employer, suggest that he explore the possibility that his physical symptoms are part of these larger circumstances of his life.
You can relieve some of his symptoms with medication, but offer him or her the choice of addressing deeper issues if he or she chooses.
Get in touch with your own sense of meaning. Your sense of meaning in your life, or lack of it, tells you if you are walking the path that your soul wants to walk. If your life is filled with meaning, you are. If your life is devoid of meaning, you are not. If you are somewhere in between, moving in the direction – start to do those things – that give you of a sense of gratitude and purpose.
Your life was meant to be filled with meaning. As you align your personality with your soul, it becomes so. That is an experience of authentic power.
Q: You have said that the premises of "sacred medicine" are that Spirit is real, that illness has meaning, and that illness serves the health of the soul. How would sacred medicine define "health"?
A: Health is identical with authentic power. It is the alignment of the personality with the soul. The soul is that part of you that reaches for harmony, cooperation, and reverence for life. An authentically empowered human is one who is living a meaningful, joyful, gratitude-filled life. Consider someone in her midthirties who has a healthy body, runs eight miles a day, and with every quantitative assessment can prove that she is healthy. Yet she is miserable, and no one wants to be near her. Contrast her with someone who has a physical body that is decaying of AIDS yet who is radiant, knows why he is alive, and is living his life gloriously. Everyone wants to be with him. Who is healthy and who is ill? From the perception of sacred medicine, the individual whose body is dysfunctional but whose life is filled with meaning is more healthy than the one who can run a marathon but who lives in rage and sees herself as a victim.
Q: When I was interviewing an Ayurvedic professor in India 25 years ago, I was struck by his insistent question, "Why don't the Western medical schools stress the health of their students' minds? Don't they know that a sick mind can't heal another sick mind?" Are you suggesting that to practice sacred medicine we healers must evolve spiritually?
A: Precisely. How can a healer who is not able to understand his own difficult learning paths through fear and vulnerability and addiction be able to help another soul who is struggling through the same things?
Another major difference between contemporary medicine and sacred medicine is the equality of all participants. We are all sailors on the same ship. The physician has the same value as the patient. Both are healed through their interaction. Both need healing or the interaction would not be taking place at all.
This is impossible for five sensory perception to see, but it is obvious to multisensory perception.
Q: As the old order collapses, physicians and traditional health care administrators are frightened at their loss of power. Is this necessarily traumatic or can it be valuable in making us come to terms with our fears and begin looking at authentic power?
A: It will be traumatic for those who cling to the perception of power as external. Those who pursue authentic power will find their lives exciting, challenging, and fulfilling.
For me, the idea of living in a world that is cocreated by great souls – by equals – who are consciously exploring the depths of spirituality in physical form is one of the most exciting that I can conceive.
Sacred Medicine - An Interview with Gary Zukav, in Alternative Health Practioner, Journal of Complementary and Natural Care, Springer Publishing NY, Vol 2, No 2, Summer 1996.
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🎃SpookTober 31 Days Prompts🎃:
Day 28: Werewolf🐺
Werewolf!Bob Fink X Female Reader. A little bit of role-playing. Lycantrophy. AU: Werewolves. Some suggestive spicy content. Some playful fluff. Werewolves of London.
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Your coworker Bob Fink has invited you out for a night out in the town and you agree. As the night goes on and the moon rises, you slowly see Bob's true nature.....and you love it!
You were invited by Bob Fink to go out for a night on the town and you eagerly accepted. You had a mad crush on your coworker and thought that this was your perfect chance to finally confess your true feelings to the mysterious Bob.
You got dressed up in a gorgeous red dress complete with a red hood and cape and black Mary Janes. You admired yourself in the mirror with a smile.
"A sexy version of Red Riding Hood" You Smiled to yourself. You grabbed your purse and handbag, making your way to the door. You opened the door to be greeted by Bob Fink himself.
"Bob! Hi!" You Greeted, a blush coming to your cheeks as you stared at his handsome face.
"Hey Y/N!" Greeted Bob, his eyes roaming up and down, taking the sight of you in the dress before smirking.
"You're beautiful in that dress" Remarked Bob and you blushed even harder at his compliment.
"Thank you Bob, you look absolutely gorgeous tonight" You Replied. A pink blush came to Bob's cheeks and he chuckled.
"Aw don't make me blush!" Smiled Bob, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. You both shared a laugh together as you two headed out into the town.
It was a perfect night out. You both got drinks at the local pub, fooled around in the arcade before moving on to the next pub, grabbing a few drinks there before going to the local chippy and getting some food to snack on as the two of you made your way to next pub.
"Mmmmm....the chicken tenders are delicious" You Remarked, taking a bite out of the crispy chicken tender dipped in garlic sauce.
You watched as Bob munched on some doner meat he ordered, he was wolfing it down! You looked up to see the sky illuminated by a bright full moon.
"Wow! A full moon and it's October? Spooky time!" You Smiled as you dipped your chicken tender into the pot of garlic sauce before taking a big bite outta it.
Bob momentarily looked up to the full moon and he stared at it intensely, a strip of doner meat still caught between his teeth as continued to stare at the moon.
"Bob?" You Asked. Bob turned with an soft growl before clearing his throat to speak.
"Yeah?" Asked Bob, quickly eating the strip of meat hungrily.
"You okay?" You Asked curiously.
"Uh, yeah I'm good.....just nice moon out tonight" Replied Bob awkwardly and you chuckled.
"Well okay! Shall we walk on?" You Asked.
"Sure sure" Answered Bob and the two of you continued to walk on until you both reached the nearby wooded park. It was there you heard Bob let out a yelp in pain.
You turned just in time to see a change come over Bob, his eyes no longer blue but golden yellow like those of a wolf. His teeth had started to grow sharp along with his nails which turned to claws. He was looking like a real Wolfman and he was looking at you intensely, growling softly.
"I don't wanna hurt you Y/N, so I'm telling you now.......RUN. Run now or something bad will happen...." Growled Bob.
You instead did something that shocked him. You let out a delighted squeal and ran to him, cupping his face and staring at him with lovestruck eyes.
"Are you....a werewolf Bob?" You Asked.
"Uhhh.....yeah obviously" Replied Bob, confused.
"Oh my god I love werewolves!" You Cried.
"You do?" Asked Bob, still a little unsure.
"Oh my god yes! Werewolves are so freaking hot!" You Cried excitedly. Bob seemed to grow more confident, giving you a toothy wolfish grin.
"So, Little Red Riding Hood likes Big Bad Wolves does she?" Smirked Bob. You gave him a flirty wink.
"Maybe she does" You Replied.
"Well, I'm the Big Bad Wolf of London and you Red Riding Hood are looking very gorgeous tonight" Smirked Bob, slowly backing you up against the tree.
"Why Mr. Wolf, what big eyes you have!" You Exclaimed.
"All the better to see you with my dear" Replied Bob.
"Why Mr. Wolf, what big ears you have!" You Exclaimed.
"All the better to hear you with my dear" Replied Bob.
"Why Mr. Wolf, what big teeth you have!" You Exclaimed.
Bob gave you a big toothy grin, showing off his sharp teeth.
"All the better to eat you up my dear" Replied Bob and he leaned in, kissing you passionately.
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#marc warren#bob fink#snatch tv#snatch#october#spooktober#31 days of halloween#october prompts#spooktober 31 days prompts#writing prompt#writing prompts#spooktober 31 days#prompt 28 werewolf
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Okay, so the other day I was working a lunch shift. I’m the only one working lunch because we don’t get much business for lunch, usually. At about 11:25 AM I had four tables and one to greet when this couple sat down, they were old. I asked them if they wanted anything to drink and immediately noted that they were difficult because it took about three minutes for the man to ask me for a sweet tea with lemon. I greet the other table and then go back to their table. We have Doner Kebabs on our menu, and the lady asks about them. “At least they’re not Donner Kebabs,” she says, “do you know anything about the tragedy of Donner?” she asks me. The thing is, I vaguely remember this from history class. I also remember this woman asking me the exact same thing months ago and I blanked out. I knew she was going to call me out and give me more crap if I didn’t know, so I said, “no,” hoping to leave or that she’d make it quick. She begins her story with “…in the 1800’s,” Meanwhile, in the corner of my eyes, I see three two-tops get sat. She keeps explaining geography, historical context, the terrain of the Sierra Nevada mountains. I could not care less lady, just let me do my job please. I watch another two-top get sat while she goes on this seven-minute-long speech. When she was done talking, I made no comment on her story, I didn’t have time. I finally took her order and scurried away. I was behind for the rest of the shift and couldn’t give anyone good service just because this woman wanted to give a history lesson to a server. I’m so tired, they left me five dollars for that.
I’m not sure if she’s just lonely (not your problem) or if she thinks you’re uneducated and need a history lesson (her problem) but either way, I want to put her on a wagon and sent her far away for you. Okay, I’ll have a song for you by next week and I hope she doesn’t eat you first.
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Oc questions based on @saint-14s-gay-pigeon ask post
(Because I know no one would ask me and I want to flesh my characters out. Any questions I answered in my sheet I will not answer again) ((I will post the link to ask at a later time))
Admes Galan
1.What is your Guardian’s favourite colour? Is that preference reflected in their gear and/or appearance?
Blue is one of her favorite colors and is reflected in her gear. She is also a fan of multiple shades of blue.
2.What is your Guardian’s favourite season/weather?
She's a spring gal through and through, she's loves the feeling of life.
3.Is your Guardian part of an established fireteam?
Admes was part of a fireteam with Kota-8 not long after twilight gap. After Xäræswulf-2 rezzed, they joined together to form fireteam Fenrir.
4.What’s a talent/hobby your Guardian has outside of combat?
She has a talent in diplomacy that is evident in how easily she can speak and get along with others. A hobby she has out of combat is writing about anything really.
5.Which NPC does your Guardian get along with the best? What do they like about them?
She gets along well with both Ikora and Osiris as teachers. She admires their wisdom and grit. She has always been strongly connected to lightless civilians, so she and Hawthorne get along well. She also admires Hawthorne for her confidence and bravery.
6.Are there any NPCs they’re especially at odds with? Why don’t they get along?
She finds Tess Everis extremely annoying and scammy. She just finds Spider to be a deplorable creature.
7.How would your Guardian comfort a friend after receiving some bad news?
Hugs and full force empathy inbound. Out of fireteam Fenrir, she is the best at comforting others.
8.What is your Guardian’s idea of a good party/celebration?
A loud exuberant party full of fun, she's a hard partier.
10.What does your Guardian do to relax? Do they ever relax?
She likes to go on walks or find a random group of people to gab with. She also likes to perform minor pranks of the people she knows.
11.Does your Guardian have any tattoos/piercings/engravings/other body modifications?
She has a long piercing on one of her ears.
12.Your Guardian is in charge of arranging takeout and a movie for the fireteam to enjoy together; what kind of food and genre of movie would they pick?
She would order food from a Doner and settle done with some animated movies.
13.How does your Guardian show affection? Are they very free with their affection or is it typically reserved for a special few?
She is very affectionate and touchy, a little difficult with her standoffish teammates. This also applies to other people.
14.A Warlock has invited your Guardian to an hour of quiet group meditation; does that sound appealing to them? Would they go regardless?
Yes, if she had work or research, she would bring it along to work on it instead.
15.How would your Guardian dress for a formal/black tie event? How about for a day at the beach?
16.Is there an animal that you associate with your Guardian or that you feel represents them?
A Hyacinth Macaw, with her proclivity to talk and her favorite color.
17.Is there a specific weapon or type of weapon that they’re most comfortable using? How about one they rarely, if ever use?
She adores Vex Mythoclast (she likes to steal it from Xäræswulf's Vault from time to time). She has a strong dislike for autorifles, which is funny considering she likes Vex
18.Does your Guardian have any bad habits or vices?
A terrible workaholic and can sometimes be overly friendly and excitable.
19.Did your Guardian kill Uldren or did Petra?
Admes was not the guardian that killed Uldren
20.Does your Guardian like to dance? What’s their go-to emote, if they have one?
She is not much of a dancer compared to the boys, more of an item emoter.
21. What was your Guaridan’s reaction when meeting Crow for the first time? How has their impression of him changed over time?
She was wary when meeting Crow, though not openly hostile. Over time, she warmed up to him but is still a little distant
22. How does your Guardian feel about using Stasis?
She was very against it at first, though torn at the thought of actually being able to test something closest to the root of Darkness and help humanity.It took her having a lot of help from Wolf and the Darkness Vanguard to hone her skills. It still makes her uncomfortable to this day.
23.What are your Guardian’s thoughts on Misraaks? Caiatl?
She believes that this is a great boon and achievement for humanity, Eliksni and Cabal. She believes both Misraaks and Caiatl to be brave in doing what never has been done before.
24. Where does your Guardian live/stay while not on duty?
Admes has always lived in a city apartment, one of which Kota likes to commandeer more often than not.
25. What is your Guardian’s Ghost’s name? How is their relationship with their Ghost?
Admes' ghost is called Othonos (Greek for Wealth or more accurately fortune in this context). Her relationship with her ghost has always been positive even if she gives him an aneurysm every time she does something inadvisable.
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hello! hope u have been doing well :) just a fun little question: if you were in genshin’s world and are looking for something to eat for lunch / dinner, which dishes would you order? — @milkstore
omg hi hi!! Im sorry for the late reply i thought i replied already and i just saw you in my activity and i was like,,,hold on aqua,,are u sure
But DONER AND BAKLAVA ALL THE WAY !! imagine it,,,cries,,,good food, delicious food,,,FOOD
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