#if i talk about it ill accidentally give myself an excuse to fail

[turnedpalefromlackofsun]

Wanna hear my opinion on transformers one?

Warning i get overly political lmao (sorry for being disgusting)

Usually I'm a huge fan of optimus prime but this time I was not inspired by his ass. It was lackluster and I would not follow him for anything.

Which made it hard to sympathize with both sides (optimus and megatron)

Megatron was having some sort of mental breakdown but even then we was way more compelling. And it makes sense.

When has a revolution ever been peaceful? That's the reason my race is still mistreated and then gaslit about it. We know peace doesn't change anything but we still softly go "hey please remove the discrimination? No? Awe ok. We dont want to cause trouble. Please think about it? We have evidence to bring to court. Oh rejected? Ok. Have a nice day then"

A system that bad needs to be completely destroyed and then rebuilt. It's like a plastic toy. You can't just move a part and expect it to stay moved. You have to snap it off and then glue it the way you want.

I wouldn't do what megatron did. And i also wouldnt join him. but if a megatron popped up I'd silently cheer him on 🤣

Yes king, take down all those who made us the public enemy by calling us privileged while taking away our resources under the guise of righteousness. They are too good at their lies. Remove them big boss.

.....silently i think to myself in my 23 hour shift in the mines kek

Like damn orion. We did show evidence in court. Politicians are just so good they claimed we lied and we wanna be oppressed so bad, and the entire country believed it. Answer me optimus. How would we ever escape that?

Whats the guarantee sentinel couldnt do the same? His whole scheme is that he's extremely extremely charming. He can talk his way through things. He's a seasoned politician and also the devil. You think he cant cover up his ass and make it so YOURE the traitor even after the livestream

I see why it's a kids movie. It's cuz kids don't get just how dark the government can get.

Sentinel was right! He's in power so he decides what's the truth and what's not. It's a huge problem in science too. The study's results depend on which company sent the funding!! It's everywhere. The influence of money and power controls everything!!! "Science" was not left unmolested by the rich!! You think something as small as daily life can escape? You don't even know that they already have you.

Wake up Orion!! Wake up!!! Wake up!!! Wake up!!!

Open your eyes!!! You don't understand how deep the rot really runs. Sentinel literally admitted all of this to megatron when he was captured. Thats why only he knows how to exorcise your nation. The roots are infected. You have to pull out the entire tree. You can't just spare parts and hope the infection doesn't travel up FROM THE ROOTS

Babygirl... 💀 its ok I forgive orion because he's cute.

I took my bro to watch it with me (same race as me) and he's never seen transformers before and he was so mad.

Me too tbh.

And we're opposite sides of the political spectrum.

Like damn big dawg how tf did you think your people got free of the quintessons? By asking nicely? Orionnnnnnnnnnnnn *throws a rock*

That being said i swear I'm not being ungrateful to this country. It gives me so much more than anywhere else. Best country ever tbh.

And I can have all the privileges. I'm ambiguous enough that I just have to lie about my race a little bit and then I get everything. It's not bad. It's broken but also easy to scam. Thats what the smartest of our kind do.

Im just using it as an example.

so in conclusion i liked the movie. it made me feel. it is art that inspires emotion

[wanderinginksplot]

Nobody Listens to Kix

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Case 01475: Padmé Amidala

"Kix!" General Skywalker called urgently as he burst through the medbay doors.

"General!" Kix replied, snapping to attention for a panicked moment before rushing to respond. "What's wrong?"

"Padmé - Senator Amidala - is feeling a bit off after that last mission," he explained as the senator in question stepped through the doors behind him. She looked amused by his antics. Kix couldn't relate. "Could you do a scan and see if everything is all right?"

Kix sighed, fighting the urge to glare at his general. "Of course I can, sir. After a rescue like that one, it's standard procedure to perform a full series of scans on every returning being." He fixed General Skywalker with a firm look. "You could use a check-up as well, sir. You're looking a little worse for wear."

As expected, the suggestion of more than ten seconds spent in the medbay seemed to trigger Skywalker's fight-or-flight reflexes.

"Of course, Kix," he said with a false grin. "Just check the senator first and I'll be back for you to check me."

"Yes, sir," Kix agreed, knowing full well that neither of them expected Skywalker to return that day.

"Perfect! I need to report to the bridge," he explained, backing away slightly. He did stop to take the senator's hands. "Would you rather I stay? I'm sure Obi-Wan would understand if I delay my report for a few minutes."

"I'll be fine, Anakin," Padmé refused graciously. "You should report to the Council before they think you were captured saving me."

"They know me better than that," Skywalker returned. He was facing the opposite direction and Kix could still hear the grin in his voice.

"Thank you for another rescue, Master Jedi," Padmé said, drawing her hands from Skywalker's so she could grasp her ripped skirt and bob gratefully.

"Always a pleasure, Madam Senator," Skywalker replied. "Call me if you need anything."

And he was gone. Kix couldn't help raising an eyebrow at Senator Amidala, who smiled at him in return. "I always find the finest hospitality on the Resolute."

"We aim to please," he told her dryly. "Are you ready for me to start the scan now, Senator Amidala?"

"Of course, Kix," the senator agreed, "as long as you agree to call me Padmé. We're both busy people and no one has time for a title like that."

All of the flash-training Kix had gone through on Kamino told him to refuse, but the look in Senator Amidala's eyes warned that she wouldn't let this go. Besides, disagreeing with her request could cause her distress, and he wanted to avoid that until he had completed his scan.

"What are your symptoms, Padmé?" Kix asked, retrieving the scanner from its spot in the locked medical cabinet. Too many troopers had tried to 'accidentally' dismantle Kix's dreaded scanner in the past, and it now had to be kept somewhere safe.

"Well, I got a little dizzy and my heartbeat was erratic," she answered readily.

"Were you doing anything strenuous?"

"I was fighting a Separatist battalion," she admitted with a smile. "But that's hardly something I would consider strenuous."

From anyone else on the Resolute, Kix would have considered that an abominable attempt at bragging, but the adventurous senator did seem to find herself in combat situations oddly often and always handled herself well.

"Anything else?"

She frowned. "Yes, actually. I've found myself getting nauseated at odd times lately. Do you think I could be ill?"

"I can't rule anything out," Kix hedged, hefting the scanner, "but this can. Hold still, please."

Less than a minute later, the scanner let out a soft beep and Kix studied the screen with a frown. "I'm seeing that your blood sugar is low, as is your blood pressure. Those would both explain the dizziness and low heartbeat, perhaps even the nausea. When was the last time you ate a full meal?"

Padmé considered that for a moment. "Last night. I was feeling nauseated, but I ate a small meal and went to bed."

"That could explain your blood sugar, then," Kix told her. "How do you feel about honeyfruit juice? I'd like to have you eat something to raise your blood sugar before we try another scan."

"I love honeyfruit, actually," Padmé replied, willingly sipping at the small cup of juice Kix handed her.

The two chatted pleasantly for a while as Padmé's body absorbed the juice. Kix had been following the senator's career with interest ever since she had helped with the Dogma situation, and Padmé had questions about the veracity of some of General Skywalker's wilder stories.

Finally, Kix's wrist chrono beeped and he smiled. "Time's up, Padmé. Your blood sugar should have increased by now, so we'll try another scan."

"Whatever you think is best, Kix," Padmé told him, sending peace surging through his soul. However, the feeling dissipated as the senator pressed a hand to her suddenly pale lips. "I may need to excuse myself for a moment."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Padmé was running to the refresher attached to the medbay. She pulled the refresher door closed behind her, but it was the medbay-specific design, meant to give the user privacy while allowing a medic to hear if someone needed help inside. As such, the door didn't offer much in the way of sound-blocking, and Kix grimaced sympathetically at the sound of Padmé losing what little was in her stomach.

Kix hated vomit. He could deal with every other thing that came out of a body, even the things that were supposed to stay inside, but vomit was always something he strove to avoid. It was something Kix had always thought of a personal failing. Medics should be able to deal with anything patients could subject them to, and he had worked hard to get past his weakness.

Steeling himself, Kix walked to the refresher and tapped his knuckles lightly against the door. "Padmé? Do you need anything from me?"

"I'm so sorry, Kix," Padmé's weak voice called between coughs. "I'll be fine, I promise."

"Why don't you let me be the judge of that?" he asked, using the nicest voice he had. "Can I come in?"

There was the sound of a flush - the muted type common to low-water 'freshers on Venator-Class Star Destroyers - followed by a soft, "Yes."

Kix pushed the door open and found Padmé seated on the floor. Her arm was braced against the wall to provide a rest for her forehead.

"I'm sorry, Kix," she said again.

"There's nothing to apologize for, Padmé," he told her firmly. "Let's just try to figure out why this is happening. Do you feel up to moving back to the main bay? It might be best if you lay down for a few minutes."

Her pale lips quirked up into a wan smile. "Ani warned me that laying in a bed here is like signing up for an extended stay."

"I won't make you stay unless I feel it's a medical necessity, medic's honor," Kix vowed. Padmé met his gaze, studied it for a moment, and gave a slow nod.

He helped Padmé to her feet and slowly helped her over to one of the beds. "I'm just going to get the scanner. I'll be right back."

When Kix returned with the scanner in hand, he dialed it up slightly. Maybe she had been exposed to some kind of virus that was making her ill… He was limited by his supplies, but Kix could treat a number of symptoms with the contents of the medbay if he only knew what he was looking for.

"Hold still," he instructed again.

Padmé actually chuckled at that, assuring him, "Not a problem."

With the increased scanner levels, the results were a bit more conclusive this time around. "Your blood sugar has improved a good bit. Your blood pressure is a little better, too, though that could be a side effect of vomiting."

With a face rapidly growing several shades paler, Padmé waved him on. "Could we talk about anything other than vomiting, please?"

"Gladly," Kix agreed, returning his attention to the scanner's small screen. "According to the readout, you are experiencing increased levels of… progesterone…"

"I'm not familiar with that," Padmé said, frowning a bit. "Is it dangerous?"

"No, but it- You might… Usually… Hold on one moment," Kix requested. While Padmé waited patiently, he cranked the scanner's power to full. Saying a quick 'thank you' to the science that had made scanners completely safe for all life forms, he scanned her one last time, centering the movement on her torso.

When the beep came, Kix looked at the screen quickly, heartbeat thundering in his ears. The results confirmed his theory and he couldn't fight a smile as he met Padmé's curious eyes. "Padmé, you're pregnant."

"What?"

Clearly, she had not been expecting that particular answer, but Kix refused to see this as anything but good news. He had never been around a pregnant woman, but he found it difficult to comprehend that the being in front of him was in the process of creating new life. A brand-new person.

"The pregnancy isn't very far along, which is why the scanner had trouble picking it up, but it's there. You're going to have a baby."

Kix had always heard that pregnant women 'glowed'. Well, whoever said that must have had Padmé in mind. When she finally reacted, it was with a slow smile spreading across her face, lighting up every inch of her being.

"A baby," she mused softly, one graceful hand rising to hover protectively over her flat belly. "We're having a baby."

"You and the general?" Kix asked.

The very next moment, he could have cheerfully disemboweled himself. Padmé stared up at him, clearly shocked, and he grimaced. "Padmé… Senator. I am so sorry. I didn't- I shouldn't have- I'm so sorry."

"Please, Kix," she said after a long moment of collecting herself. "Don't apologize. It's nice to have someone know. I just ask that you keep it to yourself."

"Er- The general isn't exactly what I would call subtle-"

"He really isn't," she agreed conspiratorially. "But still. He could lose his status as a Jedi, my reputation as a senator would be damaged, and I would lose ground on every pro-Jedi or pro-clone bill I have on the floor. It would be disastrous."

"You have my word, Padmé," Kix promised. "I won't say a word to anyone. Medic's honor."

"Even Anakin?"

"Well, the general is- he's my general. My commanding officer," Kix explained poorly. "If he asked, I don't think I could lie to him. Especially if he made it an order."

"I'm going to tell him," Padmé assured. "Just not immediately. If he asks anything, he'll ask if I'm okay. Medically, you can tell him I'm fine, right? After all, I'm healthy for a pregnant woman if I understand everything correctly."

"Yes, human pregnancy often comes with low blood pressure and sugar, as well as nausea, dizziness, and fatigue," Kix answered automatically. He sighed then, rubbing at the crease between his eyebrows. "I won't give the details to anyone, even if the general asks. Privacy laws."

"You know, I could probably have Anakin make it an order," Padmé mused, then smiled softly at him. "I won't do that, though. I trust you. We both do."

It was the highest compliment Kix had ever received.

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A/N - Technically speaking, this is the last chapter of Nobody Listens to Kix. I will be posting some outtakes and extras over the next few weeks, but the official series ends here. Thank you to everyone who has read this work and especially those who have liked and reblogged it! I appreciate you all!

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

How about bruno gang + Trish. How they react to going to their ex who has a new partner, only to get obsessed with the new partner. Slowly going full yandere for them and forgetting the ex. Headcanons?

For now I’m just doing Bruno, Abbacchio, Fugo and Narancia. Nothing against the other characters, I just ended up tiring myself after writing long headcanons. 

Yandere! Bruno Buccellati

He usually doesn’t concern himself with whoever his ex moves on to, so if he happens to meet and talk to you a bit things become complicated.

Your presence is wonderful as he approaches you whenever he can, especially if you have a preferred restaurant you go to. He’s got an easy excuse to meet up with his team after all.

There’s days he makes absolutely sure his ex isn’t around, and simply tags along with you on more platonic pursuits. Occasionally he’s tempted to hold your hand in public, but he refrains lest he doesn’t see you again because of it.

Sleepless nights come and go, much so he slips up sometimes such as dropping things he could normally catch. Or lose focus from staring at something he knows you like.

You’ll probably catch on quickly Bruno is very friendly towards you, it’s honestly borderline affectionate like a boyfriend or girlfriend would be. He rarely can even keep his eyes off you.

He starts trying to gage where you live through his ex, listening into the two of you chat. Eventually he starts walking by every other evening.

The man isn’t afraid to admit inwardly that he wants you all to himself, and that his feelings for his prior partner have dwindled.

Often comes and pays for your meals without a word, and spies on you eating with his ex.

It all comes to a head when his heart simply can’t take it, he’ll likely meet you somewhere that’s just the two of you. His plan already panning out quickly as he discusses his feelings with you. Rejection simply leads him to taking you off the streets for your own “safety”.

The black haired male may also use his mafia connections to keep his ex away. He doesn’t harm them too much and merely uses verbal threats and scare tactics he knows works on them. Though he may take it a little farther if he has to.

Yandere! Leone Abbacchio

He has mixed emotions when seeing his ex moving on from him, but he just lingers on them and you, their new partner. Wondering how you connected, and what you did right that he didn’t.

At first he doesn’t bother approaching and simply listens nearby. He does walk off however with not wanting to deal with his ex in the same room as him. Just as he does however he catches you glancing over at him.

Most of the time you just somehow end up bumping into him, or vice versa. Which makes it rather hard to keep his eyes off you as you or he briefly apologizes.

He likely drinks more because of continually meeting you, as he tries to scrub out his failed relationship. But there’s a sense of longing he doesn’t like to admit that’s there, creeping upon him.

Though if you’re pretty charitable and kindly talk to him, even the littlest advice he takes in. Absentmindedly he’ll start using Moody Blues to listen to that specific bit of conversation. He dwells on your voice presenting it and everything in between.

Finds out where you work and if it has anything to do with food service, he’s quick to make himself a daily visitor. It’s one place he can happen to casually ask you things, abliet a bit strange. Such as how things are going with his ex, but he does ask sensible things like how was your day so far.

He practically becomes a constant visitor, usually he’ll sit in the back corner of a table drinking coffee or snacking on something. He just simply watches you take orders or help throughout the establishment. The white haired male particularly likes it when you come over to check up on him.

Abbacchio’s ex comes in occasionally to give you a little chat, but he tunes them out eventually without any concern. That same evening he’ll somehow get you to sit down with him at the end of your shift.

Many times he’ll try to delay you leaving, as he’s craving your company. Sure you have someone to get back to but he doesn’t.

He’s bold enough to touch you softly, even if you remind him you’re taken. He simply freezes. A kiss, a touch, he just desires something.

Perhaps he’s a bit hostile to his ex, and if Abbacchio is on edge enough he’ll likely do his best to keep you and them separate.

He won’t regret framing them since he’s already been casted out as a dirty cop. He simply comes to help you when and if things go bad. Even if you’re a bit hesitant he doesn’t mind isolating you a bit. Just you and him, like it should be.

Yandere! Pannacotta Fugo

Its most likely that he meets you by returning something his ex accidentally left behind in his home. He’s probably a bit caught off guard how quickly they moved on, though you seemed pleasant enough.

The blond doesn’t really think of the interaction like anyone else would. At first. 

Perhaps you meet again with him happening to leave something behind at a restaurant or the like. One little quip later and he kind of sees the appeal the ex saw in you. 

Makes it a point to happen on the same street you’re walking on often. If you wave he’s happy to oblige a friendly gesture. It’s an utterly casual move that he’s certain no one would really think much of.

Of course Fugo grows more than a platonic interest as he speaks to you bit by bit. He won’t even hesitate to talk to you casually in front of his ex. 

More than anything he’s pretty fixated on what you have to say, and observes what his ex does with you when he’s around. He hides his staring by looking around the room or acting like he’s interested in what his ex has to say.

Buys inconspicuous things you happen to like, such as a favorite book, cd of a band you like, or sparing you money you might need. He’s always got an excuse up his sleeve for his behavior in this situation.

There’s a few times he’s nearly taken out a wall with purple haze upon happening upon you having an intimate moment or two with his ex. 

This causes him to rush off suddenly due to Purple Haze being so dangerous

More than likely Fugo struggles through this new relationship his ex has, there’s no longer any feelings involved for them. No, rather he’s caught up in everything about you and he attempts to keep low about it. He continues to see you around as a friend but it’s nearly impossible to keep up the charade.

He eventually finds a way to lure you to his place, maybe to watch a movie or some such. A sweet smile pursed on his lips as you follow closely. He’ll even make sure to get close to you on the couch.

Snacks, drinks, just about everything you could ask for, for such a cozy event. The blond even mentally times the movie to himself just waiting for the right moment for you to relax.

There’s chatting at just the right moment, and he takes a second to pause the movie. Looking at you longingly as he slides closer. 

The next moment he knocks you out, with a soft sorry escaping the blond’s lops. He can’t have you be with his ex, no they shouldn’t be with you in his mind. As for his ex, he’d likely wouldn’t leave a trace of them.

Yandere! Narancia Ghirga 

Narancia is a very emotional type when it comes to certain things, he’s actually jealous of you at first for being with his ex. He’s mutually confused as well of why they’d want you, instead of him.

He stalks of course never speaking a word to you or his ex, he might mumble a bit to himself. Were you that much better? 

Honestly it’s not hard for him to have those jealous feelings flip a one eighty. Even at the times he wanted to jump out and stop everything, he notices how well you meshed with his ex. Being genuinely sweet and trusting, listening well...some things he hadn’t done well in the past. 

Perhaps you catch him being upset and happen to try to cheer him up. Having someone soothe him was rather nice all things considered. He really takes anything you say to him to heart. 

The short black haired male doesn’t really think of the insinuation of him asking where you’re at for advice. He’ll get a bit haughty if his ex doesn’t answer right away.

If you invite him over to your place, he’ll likely find a place to fall asleep. Though if you wake him to say your partner is coming over, he’s not pleased about it. Narancia finds a way to make you think he left just so he can hear what you do with them.

He tends to linger a bit even after that, before hurriedly sneaking out a window. 

 Narancia then gets the idea for you to come to him, such as somehow getting your number and calling you when he’s ill. His eyes just light up when you come walking through the dooor to help.

Over time he definitely becomes clingier much so it interferes in your relationship. If you try to keep yourself distant, he simply tries harder to get your attention. He just wants to be needed/wanted after all.

[wisdomrays]

TFAKKUR: Part 38

Your Lungs

First, lean back and let me expand, so that I can take in more air. The more air I take in, the easier your brain works and the better you’ll understand what I’m telling you. Irrelevant? Not at all! Every organ in your body has relevance to everything, to the entire cosmos. Your brain needs sugar to work, and you need oxygen in order to burn this sugar and provide your neurons with energy. As I happen to be the organ that takes oxygen from the air and helps it to be transferred into your blood, I will tell you about myself. As a matter of fact, talking about oneself is usually a sign of being self-conceited, but my case is rather different; I actually wish to make you reflect on how perfectly I’ve been created.

I am placed inside your chest cavity as two air sacks-or bellows-surrounded by your muscles. I took my first breath right after birth and I still keep working non-stop. Even while you are sleeping, I fulfill my function with the automatic command I receive from the respiratory center at the back of your brain. My close friend Heart started working even before me while you were in the womb. I was resting then; actually I hadn’t even formed fully. As all your needs like food and oxygen were met in the body of your mother-whose heart you occasionally break-I didn’t have to make extra effort to get air, being filled and emptied. Even if I had attempted to do so, I would have had no chance of succeeding; since you were contained in the amniotic fluid, an attempt to breathe could have caused you to drown.

The first breath I take after birth is critical and rather difficult, since the windpipe is still much narrower than normal. On the other hand, the number of my alveoli where oxygen exchange with the capillaries is realized is so high in relation to body size that it balances the situation. When I make my first move and fill with air, I put pressure on the arteries and veins. Then the vessel directly connecting my artery to my mother’s aorta is dismissed, the curtain between the valves is closed and the blood circulations are separated. If this curtain is not properly closed and a gap remains in between, the oxygen-rich blood and the used-up blood mix and result in the disease known as cyanosis-or “blue baby” syndrome. As these two kinds of blood mix, the tissues are not supplied with sufficient oxygen and the white parts of the skin and eyes assume a bluish appearance.

Turning blue-purple due to lack of oxygen in the tissues is the same for smokers. Cigarettes-my archenemy-contain hundreds of toxic substances, such as carbon monoxide, which combine with the hemoglobin in blood and prevent oxygen transfer. Therefore, the lips of smokers turn slightly purple. You need to be careful with the air you inhale. The windpipe which brings air into me is covered with a ciliated epithelial tissue which catches the dust brought along and sweeps it outside. While you are asleep, the vibrating cilia of this sweeper work throughout the night and in the morning you get rid of the outcome of their propulsion by clearing your throat. However, every draw of a smoker kills 800–1,000 of our ciliated epithelial cells. After some time, they become unable to sweep the toxins (carbon, sulfur, lead, etc) inhaled with the air. I can’t stand it anymore! The increased air pollution is already putting enough strain on us… this habit is just too much for a lung to handle! It is just… an open invitation for cancer! Sorry, Peter, I didn’t mean to be rude. I appreciate that you don’t smoke, but I wish those who do would realize how splendid a mechanism they are destroying.

Now let me tell you about what a work of art I am. As you also know, art in a structure becomes more meaningful with functionality. As is the case with my other friends with which I work in your body, I am perfectly made to fulfill my duty. In other words, never mind forming an organ like me as a consequence of molecules and cells accidentally coming together, even a single protein molecule in my structure does not come to existence through unconscious causes.

With every breath you take, the pressure of the oxygen within the air inhaled rises, so it passes through my membranes by diffusion and into the adjacent capillaries; there it combines with hemoglobin molecules. At the same time, the carbon dioxide passes through the same membranes into me, and I dispose of it. Both of these are easier said than done! You breathe 13–14 times a minute and the whole thing is repeated over and over. As I keep expanding and contracting during breathing, which you are unaware of most of the time, first of all I need to be very flexible. Together with this flexibility, my most important quality is having the largest possible surface area within the smallest volume. My surface area of around 100m2 (as large as a tennis court) is made to fit into your chest cavity in the form of thin membranes so that my large surface allows gas diffusion. These membranes need to be kept wet; a special fluid is secreted as a precaution and respiration is realized smoothly. Without this fluid, my membranes would just stick together, unable to carry out their duty.

You can compare the course of the air inhaled to that of a car passing from a highway onto increasingly smaller roads and in the end reaching a dead end in the small sacks named alveoli. The air coming in through the mouth and nose unites at the expressway named the trachea, or the windpipe, which is 15cm long and 2–3cm in diameter. Incidentally, I have a couple of things to tell you about the way you breathe. As a matter of fact, inhaling is the duty of the nose. I’m sure it also has a lot to say as well, but let me just mention a simple fact about it. Now, you should inhale through your nose, so that the air you take in gets warm, wet, and is cleaned from dust. If you try to breathe this way, you do not trouble me much, and reduce the risk of catching a cold or an infection of upper respiratory system. Inhaling through the mouth helps dust and germs get into me and you might contract various illnesses from bronchitis to pneumonia. Now you know why kids who have adenoids who sleep with their mouth open get ill so easily. Sorry, I couldn’t help speaking on behalf on the nose.

Well, what were we talking about before that? Oh yes! The ways through which the inhaled air passes. As the name suggests, the windpipe which makes the air reach me is a cylindrical tube surrounded by 16–20 cartilaginous rings. As it is placed beside the esophagus, one side of the rings is made of soft cartilaginous tissue instead of hard, so that they don’t hinder swallowing. The muscular tissue near these rings helps them widen and narrow during respiration or coughing. I sometimes warn you by making you cough. Maybe it seems to be a disturbance, but if I don’t push out air by coughing through the contracted windpipe, contaminants can clog me up and cause you to suffocate. Therefore, the burst of air-what you call a cough-is a great blessing to you.

The sound system at the tip of the windpipe is another wonder. The used air I send out vibrates the cords in that voice-box and produces such melodies, gives voice to such speech! The air divides into the two lungs. My two sides are not symmetrical; the one on the right is divided into three, and the one on the left into two. I think this was meant to make room for the neighbor on the left, the heart. In addition, if there’s any cancer growth in me, the diseased part can be taken out by an operation and I can keep on functioning. God knows the wisdom behind this form. After that, these main bronchi separate into 8–10 thinner branches, like highways connecting to narrower roads. This branching resembles a tree turned upside down. At the tips of these thin branches are the respiratory bronchioles resembling clusters of grapes. The small spheres which make up the cluster are the end of the road and are the most vital parts. These spheres named alveoli are made of very thin membrane and they are surrounded by a net of capillaries (picture 5). These are the functional spots where gas exchange is realized.

I hang in the thorax with veins and arteries all around. There are two layers of protective membrane over me. One of them is stuck on me, whereas the other is stuck on the ribs which form the chest cavity. There is a fine and slippery fluid in between these two layers and it neutralizes the friction every time I inflate and deflate. If it hadn’t been placed there, I would wear out and be damaged. As I inflate during inhalation, the chest cavity should expand simultaneously to make space for me. If it weren’t given a flexible form, I would fail to breathe and you would eventually die. Fortunately, the protective set of ribs and their connection with the spine are flexible enough to make me work comfortably. In addition, the dome-shaped muscular partition (diaphragm) separating the thorax from the abdomen contracts and pushes down the organs in the abdomen. Thanks to the simultaneously programmed movement of both the ribs and the diaphragm I inflate with air and expand.

Being in constant contact with the outer environment makes me susceptible to various diseases. Coughing is among the foremost signals I give in the case of disease, and sometimes-excuse me-I produce a mixture of blood and phlegm. Also, I may have difficulty in breathing and warn you with chest pain. You should be alert to my signals. If bacteria and viruses infect me, they might reproduce inside my air sacs, and cause stiffening and suppuration.

I am particularly sensitive to allergic disorders. When the straight muscles on the walls of my bronchi contact an alien substance, pollens for instance, the consequent histamine secretion makes my muscles contract. In addition, allergic diseases, which can affect blood vessels, affect me a lot since I happen to be one of the major organs contributing to blood circulation. As a result of the contraction of my bronchial muscles and difficulty in disposing of the mucus I secrete to defend myself, I have trouble with breathing-you call it asthma.

In addition to this, we can mention diseases like emphysema, acute or chronic bronchitis as problems I frequently face. Even your anger has a great impact on me. Breathing becomes more difficult immediately.

 I’m sorry, it is not possible to summarize a work of art like me within a few pages, but I need to stop now… but please, keep away from polluted areas and cigarette smoke! Send me as much fresh air as you can. And even though you mostly take me for granted, like my other teammates, please reflect upon what a blessing I am.

[anyhao-archived]

okay i cant get the jun (and yanan) historical & fantasy c-drama idea out of my idea thanks to that one video, so i decided to basically write the plot myself since i know its never gonna happen otherwise [side eyes pledis] @ pledis give him an acting role already 

anyways!! enjoy i guess.. who knows maybe ill be hired as a script writer. also this is more like. part 1 considering where i left off lol i can write more but i was just very pleased with how this turned out. (maybe ill do part 2 if people like this enough)

in this world, there’s humans (royalty, swordsmen, peasants, etc) and magical deities (gods, goddesses, sorcerers, witches, warlocks, etc) who live together on earth. they’re in a long stretch of peace after a 100 year battle left both sides war torn and in anguish.

the peace seems to continue to stretch year after year, but recently, there’s been whispers of unrest from both sides. there also seems to be a new race walking these lands, one known for their cruelty and their attraction to evil of all kinds

jun is a minor god, leader of one of the 13 major deities clan. he is considered the god of the seasons, and he can make flowers grow with a snap of his fingers. all his disciples and those living in his clan are trained well in the art of fan dancing, and are talented with the bow and arrow.

his traditional clothing has more flow and length to it than most, due to him being a minor god. these clothes make his dancing even more beautiful. he’s got a soft spot for shiny things, and enjoys wearing jewelry on any part of his body. he keeps a magical steel fan attached to his hip, which is able to turn into any weapon he pleases, though he prefers using it as the fan, or as a bow and arrow.

jun’s basically invented the art of using his fan in battle. he attached a long slice of very sharp metal to the inside of the fan, allowing it to be extended and used like a blade. the extension of the fan from his arm makes it easier to block and knock weapons out from his enemy’s grasp. he’s currently the only one who has perfected this new style of fighting, though people come from all over to receive training from him (basically, thinking like the kiyoshi warriors from atla)

yanan belongs to the human side. a long lost prince who has only recently found his spot within royalty at the castle. he’s used to roaming the city beyond, interacting with anyone and everyone, always smiling. he liked to walk the city, following certain smells, maybe playing with some kids. but now, as a well known prince, he’s forced to stay within castle walls, banned from speaking with anyone that’s not royalty

he really just wants to people watch, but his mother – the queen – keeps a close eye on him. she even has a close personal body guard to watch his every move  and report back to her (though, he is much more loyal to yanan than he is to the queen)

he’s not really all that talented in anything battle related, but he’s one of the most intelligent men in the realm. he’s able to think his way out of any problem, and his ability to read people & their emotions rarely leads him into any situation he can’t handle

he wants to learn sword fighting, but again, his mother refuses. he’s got a personal body guard, why would he need to fight?? little does his mother know he just wants to learn how to swordfight because he thinks it looks cool lol anyway he knows how to shoot a bow and arrow, if only because he used to hunt on his own. he was alright at it, but is quite rusty now.

every year there is a peace treaty signing, signifying another year passed filled with peace. it’s a huge party, basically, with many feasts, music, magic, and plenty of competitions. it switches who holds it every year but this year the humans are in charge and hosts it at the castle. this will be the first year yanan is attending as a prince (living in the castle)

all thirteen leaders of the deities attend, usually bringing one or two of their members along. jun is included in this! this is jun’s favorite time of year, he loves all the music and the dancing that comes along with it. and he cant forget the food either

yanan really doesnt want to be there. he feels out of place, and hes bored, looking around as the leaders from across the kingdom are announced. if anything he wants to get up and roam around, but he’s required to sit in one of the thrones reserved for royalty.

he fidgets in his seat, thinking about how much he hates his new clothes for the millionth time. they’re so restricting, not to mention heavy. why does all his jewelry have to be real gold? and his cloak is some fiber he’s not even sure what it is, but it’s itchy and heavy, too.

yanan stands to escape the prententious conversations surrounding him, but is caught by his mother before he can leave. she says hes required to meet some of the important guests attending, since hes the prince now. he sighs and follows her. he’s introduced as prince yanan – though hes still unused to this name – to the leaders of neighboring countries, and the 13 deity clans. 

his eyes easily sweep over his fellow humans, but he can’t help but stare at the deity clan leaders. they’re all beautiful. each member has vibrant clothes he’s never seen, plenty of jewelry, and beautiful smiles. most of them have pointed ears like elves, or multi colored eyes. they all have different designs – painted? are they tattoos? are they magic runes? – all over their visible skin, some even have them on their faces

yanan realizes, too late, that the designs all reflect what they are the gods of. the weather, the seasons, the heavens, musicality, love, etc. he briefly wonders what magic they possess, too.

his mother clears her throat, and he looks up. he must’ve been staring. god, he’s so embarrassed. he smiles shyly and bows, eyes falling to the ground. the deities carry on their conversation, and yanan straightens up. only to make direct eye contact with the only deity staring back at him. yanan’s not sure how to react. he doesn’t have to, though, because they are all leaving, politely waving goodbye. the feast is about to begin, and then the competitions begin the next day.

the next day, he finds himself sitting in a throne. again. his mother forbid him from joining any of the competitions. he can’t take this anymore. pulling on his bodyguard’s sleeve, he tells him he’ll reward him handsomely if he distracts the queen so he can leave. the bodyguard agrees, and yanan slips out of the area unnoticed. he goes to the archery competition, intrigued. 

it ends up a near death experience. he accidentally walked out into the archery field, not knowing the layout of the castle all that well, and an arrow was coming straight for him. it would’ve hit him had a wall of vines not appeared out of nowhere, the arrow being caught in the tangle of vines

jun, the god of seasons and flora, rushes over, making sure yanan is okay. he is, just a bit shaken. he tells jun as much, and excuses himself. jun is curious about this quiet, wandering prince. 

he decides, then and there, he’s going to attach himself to that prince. as a form of apology, he reasons. it seems like he needs a friend, anyways. he begins to follow (annoy? perhaps) the prince on the castle grounds. 

he also bumps into him in the city, like what is a prince doing out here in disguise? idk but i better protect him and see what hes doing. jun isnt subtle either, he continues to try to make conversation with yanan, who shies away from any deep conversation. 

jun asked, once, why he wont talk to him and he said the queen forbid him from befriending anyone outside the castle, but especially someone who isnt human. jun decides to make yanan his friend, and yanan eventually begrudgingly accepts. soon, it’s weird not to have jun at his side. 

they become inseparable, a beautiful metaphor for the peace between the two races. but soon enough, jun is required to return home to the clans, and yanan has to stay at the castle. its heart breaking. 

they dont see each other for a while after that. evil and chaos descends on the world, pitting the races against each other again. the peace treaty is broken, and many, many lives are lost. there was a life taken from both sides, a leader of one of the 13 clans killed, and the queen, murdered. 

rumors spread, saying yanan murdered the clan leader in cold blood, in return for them killing the queen. a royal dagger was left, bloodied and out for everyone to see. it had yanan’s initials on it. 

rumors spread, saying jun killed the queen via poison from some of his foliage. guards found pieces of a foreign plant that only the jun clan can grow, poisonous to anyone that is not a deity. 

both swore they were not involved in these murders, but these seemed to be the start of an all-out war. everyone thought the others were the ones in the wrong. humans began to hate the deities, and the deities began to isolate themselves away. 

everyone blamed everyone else. but they knew better. jun and yanan knew the other would never have hurt anyone. jun grows flowers in his spare time, and yanan sneaks out of the castle to give food to the poor. neither of them have an evil bone in their body, how could they ever willingly kill someone?

but no one believed them. it’s not until countless soldiers and innocent people began to lose their lives that yanan realizes staying in the castle is doing nothing. he leaves the castle and arrives at jun’s door step, begging for his help. 

jun easily accepts, and they begin to work together. they know each other did not hurt anyone, so, who could possibly want the treaty to fail? who could frame these two into starting an all out war? jun briefly mentions the addition of a new deity clan, someone just starting out. yanan asks what kind of god are they?

and jun realizes. 

“god of chaos.”

it’s them. they’re the one who framed them, they’re the one who is causing all this tension and all these deaths. with both races busy trying to kill each other, it leaves jun and yanan by themselves to save their world from utter destruction. 

[ask-miraculous-hokkaido]

Are you surprised? After all you did kinda of break his trust of course he won’t want anything to do with you. And now you’re sicking sirene on him? You’re going to make things worse.

//Ok. Real talk time. I’m not usually one for confrontation but at this point I really can’t take it anymore. If I had known all of this would have caused so much trouble, I would have never sent that interaction to Togos and every single day I hate myself and regret that I did. Before I say anything though I will say this. Don’t any of you DARE send any hate to any other blog in this AU. Not to Makie, not to Lucy, NO ONE. In fact, I don’t want any asks being sent about what I’m about to say. I consider every mun in this AU to be a friend and what I’m about to say has nothing to do with any of them because like I said weeks ago, We are real people behind the screen and all we want to do is have fun. I’m going to explain Hana now though MY characterization of her, and explain her actions the way I see them. You can disagree, I just ask you to put away your opinion for a second to hear me out. Hana lost her parents a year ago, she lost her home, her family, everything. She was forced to move to a completely different country where she didn’t know the language or anyone but her aunt (yes the one that tried to kill her) with the only thing surviving from her old life being her mother’s necklace, her miraculous. For a long time she had no one until she found Fenrir and the villain family. When Hana met them, she felt like she could finally piece her life back together. Then her aunt, the one she trusted and loved the most, the one who was supposed to take care of her, tried to murder her over her miraculous. Togos was one of the reasons why she was saved (of course Fenrir was the biggest but there were others) when she went to Togos, she had no and I mean 0 intention of asking her to mentor her. It was an impulsive decision based on Hana’s desire to do better. (This will be explained further below) She realized after the fact the mistake she had made, how deeply hurtful and messed up what she did was to her family. She was overwhelmed by her emotions and of course Kintsugi happened. What she did was messed up, she broke their trust and trust is not easy to amend but it was an accident. Anon if you can tell me that you’ve never accidentally hurt someone before then I will accept that but Hana isn’t perfect, she is human and is going to make mistakes. Hana tried to apologize to Lukas, telling him that she knows what she did was messed up and she literally said to him that she understands if he hates her or doesn’t trust him anymore (and I can give screenshots if you want), she just wants him to be happy even if she isn’t in his life. She gave her miraculous to Lukas because dear god who else does she have to trust? Hana wants to focus on recovery and she wanted to make sure her miraculous was safe. Yeah maybe Lukas wasn’t a good choice but in her mind, he is the most trustful person in her life. Hana talked to Mei because Mei was going to lend her her miraculous which Hana was going to use to confront Lukas about what the anon said (not to have Sirène attack her like you think). Wouldn’t you want the last thing from a parent/parental figure back too?

The other thing I want to explain that might help explain (EXPLAIN NOT EXCUSE) her actions is that, I have Borderline Personality Disorder and as much as I have tried to not give Hana those same traits, I failed at that. Hana exhibits traits of BPD, mainly Abandonment issues, Unstable sense of self, impulsiveness, extreme mood swings/emotional episodes, and unstable relationships among other symptoms. Me (and her in the AU) are getting therapy for it. Honestly there is so much stigma around this mental illness that I was terrified to include this but I want people to know where I’m coming from.

This is my side of everything. I don’t care if I get hate for this, like I said my mental health has already been destroyed by this anyways. I honestly have been having a hard time adjusting to college and this AU used to be a release for me but with everything going on I just, don’t know what to do anymore. Like I said, keep everything here. Obviously I can’t control what Anons send or don’t send but let it be know right here right now that I don’t approve of that shit or hating on anyone or their characters.

[kasunex]

You know; up to this point I’ve done my best to only defend myself against my ex’s accusations. I didn’t want to stoop to her level by making any of my own. But you know what? Maybe that’s what it’ll take for her to finally get over herself. I’m sick of being the “bigger person” and hiding her misdeeds.

Of course she’d never mention that she was calling me a “rapist, abusive monster” for months before we broke up. 

Or that she would freak out (and sometimes get angry) whenever I didn’t respond quick enough, but would go out of contact for hours without telling me.

Or that she threatened to kill herself if I ever left her. 

Or that anytime she was in a bad mood and couldn’t think of a reason to get angry with me, she’d just bring up some argument we had months if not years ago and yell at me for it. 

Or that she yelled at me regularly whilst condemning me for ever yelling at her. 

Or that she told my cousin that I was an abusive rapist. 

Or that she yelled at me when I went to visit my relatives to the point I’d have to make excuses as to why I was constantly leaving to go outside or to the bathroom to cry.

Or that she forbade me from having political beliefs she disliked and said she’d leave me if I didn’t agree with her.

Or that she regularly insulted me, made fun of me, and said I was “overreacting”.

Or that, when my Mom was threatening to cut off my student loan money (in no small part because of my ex’s constant antagonizing of me leading to fights between me and my Mom), my ex said she’d leave me and commit suicide if I had to drop out. 

Or that, because I once suggested her sexual pains might be due to her being a virgin, she forever accused me of having an “it’s supposed to hurt” mentality. (Oh and yes, I literally suggested it ONCE) 

Or that she accused me of rape over a year after the fact; because the sex she consented to (and I stopped when she seemed uncomfortable) she supposedly secretly felt pressured over; which she never told me. 

Or that she cut off her friends despite my advising against it; then blamed me when she regretted it. 

Or that I bought her a $20 gift and she spent the rest of the day complaining about it because she was in a bad mood.

Or that she called her ex abusive and cyber-bullied her for venting about their relationship on tumblr.

Or that she yelled at me all day during my family’s big get-together, causing me to spend most of the day crying outside; hiding from my family. 

Or that she made fun of my Grandma for dying of cancer mere weeks after the fact. 

Or that she would tell me she was OK with something I wanted, only to suddenly change her mind and accuse me of intimidation. 

Or that I once said “oh hang on, one more thing” when we were saying goodbye, and she yelled at me all day for it.

Or that she said horrible things about my family without having even met them.

Or that I spent over a thousand dollars on her; whereas she only once gave me anything she bought with her own money. 

Or that she agreed and help plan a visit of mine to her house for the summer; only to commit herself and then dump me out of nowhere. 

Or that she then dumped me AGAIN after taking me back, and took me back again, just to threaten to leave me again if I did anything with any of the girls in the Philippines. 

Or that she accused her family of abusing her and “destroying who she is” simply because her brother would yell at video games and her mother didn’t stop it. She said that gave her PTSD, until she changed her mind and starting blaming me. 

Or that she repeatedly ordered me to cancel one of our visits; the only chance we would have to see each other for another four months...once I had ALREADY bought non-refundable tickets. 

Or that she demanded I buy her things (in one great example being a sex toy, because her step-dad found it and got angry with me).

Or that she repeatedly insisted she was happy in the relationship; gas-lighting me by saying I was calling her a liar if I pushed at all; only to suddenly explode on me one day. 

Or that she yelled at me until I cried because I didn’t like the sound effects in a video game she showed me. 

Or that she accused me of trivializing her mental problems as “daddy issues”, because I suggested that her depression could have been because of her poor relationship with him (as mine was in part because of my relationship with my Mother).

Or that she yelled at me for over an hour on Christmas Day because of something my sister said about her. 

Or that she constantly, constantly, constantly, brought up her BPD to get off the hook, but rarely gave me sympathy for my diagnosed GAD/SAD/PTSD/AS(?). 

Or that she repeatedly took issues I didn’t care about (how long we talked, whether or not she was a virgin, who she was attracted to, etc) and would lie about them and blame me, often despite my initial indifference if not outright protest.

Or that she yelled at me and accused me of cheating all day when I told her I was going to visit my old friend; the stress of which caused me to get into a fight with my Mom. My ex then refused to move past it until I agreed to cut off my friend.

Or that I had to walk on eggshells to avoid upsetting her, and even then failed often.

Or that she threatened to leave me and/or commit suicide every single time we fought so that she would “win”. 

Or that she yelled at me and threatened to leave me, forcing me to stay home from a Halloween Event I was looking forward to.

Or that she accused me of “aiding in her abuse” anytime I spoke with her mother.  

Or that she punched me three times. 

Or that she’d get angry with me and call me “whiny” and “pathetic” anytime I cried or begged her to stop something; while calling me “abusive” if I just didn’t immediately give her what she wanted when she begged/cried. 

Or that she’d get angry with me and ignore my texts/calls. Even if we were in the middle of a talk. 

Or that she’d laugh at me whenever I fell or otherwise accidentally injure myself. 

Or that she shamed me for ever having any sexual attraction to other people. 

Or that she said I couldn’t hug my friends.

Or that she would demand I talk to her and refuse to let me go.

Or that she brought me back from the brink of leaving her by promising to accept a sexually closed relationship without threats of suicide or breakups...only to leave me the minute someone else showed interest in her. 

Or that she turned me down for a friends with benefits relationship, and then told me about her sending nudes to other guys the very next day. 

Or that she has posted horrible things about me repeatedly, this time the only provocation being that I had the audacity to say hello to her when intoxicated.

Because admitting to any of that would contradict her “abuser, victim” narrative.

I stayed with her as long as I did because I bought into her narrative and gave her all the sympathy, excuses, and benefit of the doubt in the world. I worked on myself thinking she would respond by doing the same, but she never did. I’m not saying I was perfect. I made many, many mistakes during our two years together. But I admitted to them and did my best to correct them. She never changed. 

She has achieved nothing in her life because of her mental illness. She’s clearly quite ashamed of that. But rather than taking responsibility and trying to recover, she spends her time protecting her ego by blaming others for her lack of progress. No amount of love will ever be “enough” for her.

[earlieststar]

tw: talking of my depression and anxiety and general bad feelings about myself

anxiety is almost crushing me down and like always i come here because few people actually know my tumblr anyways i am a truly terrible person and ive been neglecting people i love and ive been mean more than once already and i *know* its because im going through a depressive episode but are my actions excusable by that? i dont feel like it and i am so so afraid to lose people i love because i simply dont have the energy to check in everyday with them and give them attention when my life is falling apart and i know im doing my best but i still will always feel like i need and could do better and its just ive almost lost my grandma a few days ago and i just cant deal with uni anymore and im not strong enough to do this and on top of this all the person who should be by my side im keeping distance from because im a little shit at having healthy relations and why am i in such a crisis just because he didnt wait for me to say goodnight and didnt answer to it? hes busy he was working on an assignment hes always busy thats why i try not to bother him but i always do everything wrong anyways honestly im just so tired. my father doesnt even know and tho i talked to my aunt about going to the psychologist by sometime next week im not really sure it will help much im failing so hard at keeping it together and i keep pretending its fine and i cant stop pretending its fine i just dont know how i never learned how to ask for help and how to have emotional support im letting everybody i know down and i dont know how to stop it i dont know how to do it and i feel so alone im just so alone in all of this im not eating properly and im not sleeping properly and im not even talking properly to people anymore whenever im not feeling miserable theres just apathy and im so tired i just wanted to take a break from society to try and solve my shit but i cant and my semester goes until january and i just cant take it anymore and its okay im not going to harm myself or kill myself in case anyone accidentally reading this is worried. its just too much and i need some help and im not getting proper help or support anytime soon so ill just have to make do with my unhealthy coping mechanisms and maybe isolating myself from society on vacations until im ready to face the world again im just really really worried for myself and im tired of not being able to just be honest to my family and friends about my needs and problems and i feel awful about it its fucked up that its just ingrained in my head to think that everybody else has more important things to do than care for me and its unfair to them because they do care but i always feel too selfish to ask them for actual help and i also feel like im losing friends that are very dear to me but i just cant do more i cant do more than this alone im by now just acting on automatic anyways im tired of all this shit

probably no one is gonna read this but i needed to get this out?????? its been really tough and i feel just really alone

[mokonalord]

The Orchard Scene According to Me

(Once day, I will probably add the images of the scene here myself, but you can find the Dark Horse version of the scene I'm talking about here)

My personal analysis of the orchard scene and why I think leaving it (or anything comparative) out of the anime was a huge mistake they should forever be kicking themselves for. (Perhaps not quite as hard as they should be kicking themselves for Eagle's death or the WTF-ery that was Sierra's excuse for a side plot, but kicking themselves regardless)

Let's start with the setup. Umi's wandering around after Hikaru finally awake again, contemplating just why Hikaru could enter the road when Umi couldn't. She doesn't have an answer for this, and dwelling on it doesn't seem to be getting her anywhere. Thankfully, there's a convenient distraction just around the corner.

Hey, look, it's Ascot, local Disney Princess and his animal friends! [Insert personal headcanon: It's entirely possible that Umi has not encountered Ascot at all since their initial reunion in volume four. Given this guy had to be dragged out of hiding for that one reunion to even happen and that we didn't see him in volume five (save one quick general reference), I don't think it's much of a stretch to suggest he currently lacks the nerve to try talking to her himself.] [Personal headcanon addendum: This is not wholly a 'trouble talking to cute person' situation. It's easy to forget this in season two given what a cinnamon roll he is now, but Ascot did start out as a villain. A villain who was more than ready to kill the Magic Knights ('Hey, my friends can play with them like little dolls!' anyone?). That Umi was able to forgive that once he backed down and even come to sympathize with his situation is such strength of heart, the fact that Ascot is so hesitant to impose on her just goes to show how very aware he is that he didn't deserve it.]

Umi greets him cheerfully. There is nothing in any of her mannerisms to suggest that she bears him any ill will or distrusts him. In fact, if she did, she probably wouldn't have bothered to show herself, or at the very least, there would've been some hesitation before approaching. There would've been none of that hand-holding action, for sure. (Wait, Ascot was holding a bowl of fruit in that one panel, where'd it disappear to in the next one? Oh, who cares, give me that accidental touching)

Okay, let's take a moment to review real quick. Umi shows up out of the blue (hey, how'd that pun get there?), treating Ascot like nothing less than a close friend on sight despite everything, and on top of that, oh, hand-hold? At this point, is it any goddamn wonder Ascot likes her so much?

But, here's the thing. It doesn't stop there. Next, Umi greets the nearest beast. Remember how Ascot's whole motive for helping Zagato in the first place was the beasts? Remember just how upset he was over people not being able to accept them, how torn-up he was over realizing what he himself was doing to them? Remember just how much it affected him when she did that the first time (another beautiful moment that should've been in the anime)? And here she is, doing it again. Not even giving the poor sensitive summoner's heart a chance to recover from the last onslaught. Absolutely merciless.

And, bless Umi, there's more. Now she's telling him she's proud of him. When she left him in the shrine first season, she'd been worried. Even with everything she'd already done for him, she'd wished she hadn't had to leave him like that, she'd wanted to do more. She'd wondered if saving Princess Emeraude and Cephiro would really help him, and I think she suspected it wouldn't do much, that there were too many other issues afoot. For her to come back and find he's managed to get that at least somewhat sorted out, especially considering how many of the Magic Knights initial efforts in Cephiro turned out so horribly, it's got to be a relief to have something turn out okay. So, yeah, she's proud.

Now, once again, consider just how much it probably means to Ascot to hear that from her. From someone that's done so much for him, that means so much to him, that just up until a few days back at most, he had no real expectation of ever seeing again. He's barely squeaked out two short sentences this whole time and she just keeps layering on the goodness.

[Another headcanon for consideration: At this point, Umi isn't sure what Ascot's thinking, but she definitely wants him to like her, at least on friend terms. She might still feel bad about killing some of his friends/'abandoning' him at the shrine, so on top of just being genuinely happy to get the chance to catch up with a friend, she's likely being extra nice with that in mind. It's just given Ascot's already favorable opinion and precious sensitive soul, well, while trying for 'someone Ascot doesn't hate' she accidentally managed 'someone Ascot would follow to the ends of the world if she let him'. Overkill would be putting it lightly.]

Moving on, she reaches for his hat, a sort of parallel to that time she did the same in the first part (another scene needlessly cut from the anime). If you haven't noticed already, Umi's a touchy person. It's cute. Only this time, she can't quite reach (insert waa-waa music here). She follows up with an, "Oh, must be because your heart matured," as if she hadn't been sweet enough already, and finally, Ascot finds himself some words. Tentatively at first, just enough to get her attention, and then…

BOOM GOES THE DYNAMITE!

Ascot just gave her the credit for pretty much everything good she's said about him just now. And the best part? He's not trying to impress. He's just being completely honest. She's just been overloading him with feels the past minute or so, surely it'd be okay to let her know something, right? Umi clearly wasn't expecting that. Going back to my own headcanons, she hasn't seen all that much of Ascot, she might not have been entirely sure he even wanted to be her friend. Until he just went and blew all that uncertainty out of the water, that is.

Then, next panel, SHE'S the one complaining about being embarrassed. Oh, Umi, you precious hypocrite, you. Dishes it but just can't take it. Meanwhile, Ascot's all 'Oops, I've said too much' despite only managing a total of maybe five sentences. She de-escalates the feels by bringing it back to the fruit-picking, offering to help out. This is followed by Yaris offering his services as Ultimate Cherry Picker™ and World's Greatest Wingman™. Some indeterminate time later, we see her still there, picking that fruit, just about as happy as we've ever seen her. Fuu and Ferio come around, and she mentions this being something she did a lot of back in grade school.

Just getting to see Umi 'contents under pressure' Ryuuzaki relax for a bit is refreshing. Much like a mother who can't go five minutes without their kids getting into trouble, however, it's short-lived, and we find out Hikaru's gone missing. Alas. End Scene.

Now, this nice dynamic Ascot and Umi have in the manga, this sweetness that still holds whether or not you ship them, it fails in the anime because they only bothered to transcribe half of it. They get 'Ascot being an absolute cinnamon roll who'd die for her if the occasion arose' but they left out so much of 'Umi honestly caring that this guy find his way despite everything'. In the manga, you can debate about whether or not her feelings could be or turn romantic in nature, but you can't pretend their friendship is one-sided. In the anime, it's almost conspiratorial how many of the scenes they cut that show how much she cared.

Leaving this particular scene in (or coming up with something equivalent) could've fixed the discrepancy. While I might not like their decision to push things in the Clemi direction in the anime, I could've accepted it if it didn't seem to come at the cost of what was a beautiful friendship. As Elizabeth Bennet once said of Mr. Darcy, "I'd more easily forgive his vanity had he not wounded mine."

So, that's my thoughts on the orchard scene. Well, not all of them, if I'm completely honest, but the real meat of it. Hope it was either informative, thought-provoking, or just entertaining.

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Episode #13: “baaa louder.” - Zach

So after that tribal I feem good and bad. On one end, I think it was the best case for me to use it for vote reveal and it showed Bryce/Zach up, Rhys is out and yeah. On the other, I regret voting Rhys out now because it will give Michael and Chloe an excuse to force rocks in F8 unless some serious minigames are done. SO I am going to ask Michael/Chloe to F3 maybe? Not sure yet but I think now if I ever do reach the end, I am gonma probably use this vote as a reason to win since I feel if I didnt make the decision to say anything, I would have possibly left. AND everyone got exposed? Miss me on that revote

girl im going home

so tribal happened and like. period. it was really sad + like i love rhys and seeing him go was upsetting, but like.. it's the game. no hard feelings! but i'm so frustrated with so many people. it's less of the game but more of how they acted, and thats why bryce and i snapped and leaked literally every little thing we know. like my issues were like... chris' main point was vilifying bryce & i for targeting him, but like, that happened AFTER loris slept. and??? they had a plan since i lost immunity to split on bryce/rhys. like yeah be mad at me for the shadiness of the mitch vote per se (albeit it not being super shady imo), but like... call that out initially. don't act like im in the wrong for the vote TONIGHT when the alliance was always so cliquey. then chloe got... idk. arrogant? like i snapped at her (wrongly so) but my annoyance with her is not deep, its just that she is like 'oh yalls voted me' but its like... ok. we thought you leaked. and even if you didnt (which she didnt), they legittttt WERE VOTING BRYCE ANYWAY LIKE . IT DOESNT MATTER. STOP VICTIMIZING YOURSELF. YOU WERE SHADY YOURSELF. but i cant be too mad because they didnt know about the 8 person alliance (supposedly) and i suppose with the info they DID have, they made a good decision. though still dumb i hate it but its my fault too who cares im perfect. jared is just so slimey. and stephen like??? saying 'i said to u dont fk me and you immediately snitch to bryce' BUT YOU HAD A PLAN TO BLINDSIDE ME AND MY ALLIES LIKEEEE STOP JUST SAY YOURE SNAKEY. LIKE IM OPENLY SNAKEY. ILL SAY IT. BUT DONT VILIFY ME???? HELLO?? like its the pot calling the kettle black.

i'm overdramatic just because im IN the mood to go off. or, was. i snapped (wrongly so) tonight. i want anyone who reads this to know its not personal and i love all of u dearly but . im frustrated and i want a good edgic rating LOL

loris frustrates me because he legit is a goat. he can deny that all he wants but there is a literal 0% chance i vote him at this rate to win. i dont know why. he just.. isnt playing for himself. whats NEW. jk... love u. IM JUST frustrated.

on good news, i got a super idol. period. aint telling anyone. like i love bryce but i dont want him to expect me to use it on him because . it wont be good for my game. im playing for myself and myself only. like... period. tho i hope him and i can manage to survive a bit but i dont think thats likely.

im not reviewing this i just am writing whats in my feelings so its more authentic LOL

anyway this game was super fun. despite being stressful and straining, the call was super enjoyable and this org has been one of my favs, and this night has made it sm better. so period. no regrets, just faggotry.

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i'm a flop.

Everything seems so messy tonight. Rhys has approached me about me, him, Michael, Bryce nd Zach workin together but like... they seemed so actively against me sooooo idk what's going on there it feels like a trap. They suggested doing Chris which does kinda sound real but that could be part of the trap idk im very nervous. I just kinda said I would go along with the plan but I don't really intend to do that. I don't think Chris is the move for me this round, Rhys doesn't speak to me which is why I'm also nervous the alliance came from nowhere. To my knowledge the votes are gonna be split 3-3-3 in case of an idol, which I hope gets flushed. Idols make me nervy. Hell I didn't even know Jared had an idol that fucking snake, but it's fine cause he played it on me.

(((((aj note --- this confessional above is obviously from last round but its 2am and i want to go to sleep so idk))))))))

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Last night was an absolute mess and I feel I missed a lot of what went on so I need to watch the post tribal live stream to see if I can try to make more sense of what went down. So far I gathered Jared is a snake, we been knew and Bryce is a leaker. However the leaking shit got pinned on me YET AGAIN. WHY THE FUCK DO THESE BITCH ASS HOES KEEP PINNING SHIT ON ME. FUCK U BRYCE

I just, everything's a mess. All the alliances i doubt are going to work, Jared isnt long for this game, me or Stephen may follow him out, and the rest will likely see some combo of Loris/Michael/Chloe in the end. I dont know, suddenly feeling hopeless about all of this and like, pretty unhappy at the moment. I knew it would be hard but like I literally am struggle to have clear thoughts and with this and outside life factors I'm just feeling lost at the moment.

hi i'm less mad so ignore my above confessional LOL. thank u for tuning in.

except u loris. baaa louder.

Whew hunny last night exposed a lot of fake ass bitches but we really been knew they’re fake. I’m feeling confident about the next few rounds because I think people see myself and Chloe as numbers and people they need to bring on board to make plans work. Part of my strategy this game is to sit back and let the bigger players come in and try and make the big moves everyone wants to feel like they’re making a difference and everyone wants to build their resume by making big moves and as long as I can maintain my threat level I think I’ll be safe and I can have a bit of Influence in the game as people scramble for my vote.

WELL! That was an interesting tribal!

Shortly before tribal, it came out that a secret group of 5 was made to blindside Chris. (Zach/Bryce/Rhys/Michael/Chloe)

I obviously didn't want that to happen, and neither did Chris or Jared. Bryce leaked it to Jared, and Jared told me and Chris. I made the INDEPENDENT decision to confront Zach about this, because I'm not asking for permission to make moves sorry. The only issue is that Zach immediately went to Bryce, even though I asked him not to fuck me. Bryce went to Jared and Chris, and they went back to me. WELP! That just hurts my strategic relationship with Zach even more than the vote already would have.

Chloe and Michael were doing what they could to keep the votes off Chloe, luckily, my move with Zach ensured that they failed! WOO!

I don't want to make the same mistake as Matt though. I may have a decent majority now, but I don't want to burn my bridges with Zach and Bryce. I stayed out of the drama last night (mostly) and I'm gonna keep talking game with them. I might not be able to fully repair things totally but I'm confident I can do better than the other 5.

I'm gonna go over my relationships with the remaining castaways since there's finally a small enough number for me to feel like doing that:

Chris: My closest ally, we tell each other basically everything. I'm worried about going to Final Tribal with him though. He's played well in every facet of the game and literally won "Who do you want to see win" in Touchy Subjects. If I don't get a chance to take him out at the end, I think I can mount a strong argument against him. but I'd only feel comfortable making that move if I was already immune and definitely going to Final Tribal.

Jared: My second(?) closest ally, though I now know he has kept a TONNNN of secrets from me and on top of that he's a threat to win. Luckily, with all the info coming out from last round, I don't think I'll need to worry about Jared being at Final Tribal.

Loris: With Rhys gone, Loris has officially taken the title of "person I kinda wanna maybe side with but he's talked about voting me out so we're not cool". I kinda wanna weaken Bryce and Zach (or maybe vote them both out) before taking a shot against him, I just hope he doesn't realize I know he's after me until it's too late.

Michael: I really don't know where I stand with Michael LMAO! He voted with us last round but never informed us about the plan to get Chris out. He said he was "going to" but I don't believe that for a second. In fact, I think if Chris hadn't revealed what Bryce had leaked there's a chance he may have gone through with it.

Chloe: I kinda love Chloe. I wish I never accidentally turned the majority alliance against her. She's fun to hang around with AND someone I think I could beat in the end. It's like a win-win. Except I don't think she wants me anywhere near the end.

Zach: Out of the 3 people out of the loop at the last vote my relationship with Zach was the strongest. That having been said, neither of us were really sharing much information with each other after Mitch left and I feel like there's really not much further we can go together. Him and Bryce are both good options to be targeted at this vote.

Bryce: While I've personally known it for quite some time, for Bryce to outright say he didn't want to me in an alliance with me is kind of the most red a red flag can be. If I have it my way, Bryce will be the next person voted out. Granted, I'm saying all of this before immunity results and real strategic talks can begin, so my mind might change, but it's not likely.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VPS6OykNvh0 its so sad im going home tldr: im gone chris can say 1000 words but if they all mean nothing whats the point. jared ruined  my trust in people forever. chloe is a goat hypocrite who aggravates me. stephen is alright not good not bad. rhys is my king and im so sad hes gone i legit love that man. zach is fake. michael is annoying. loris is being a goat but who cares. omg me taking 0 blame for anything bad that happened to me? more likely than u think!!

hi! so. I think I can win this game. my intentions for a while have been to get out someone I don’t see working with personally, rhys, and then attempt a flip on jared/stephen. i also very much have wanted to turn on Chris because I believe me and him are playing similarly in that we have positioned ourself well into the middle, and going to the end with someone who’s basically played the same game but more well-polished is not a good idea! i wanted to get myself this immunity so that I could talk to people about flipping without risk of being ratted and then voted out, which was almost what happened to chloe last round. im also starting to become aware of how me never attending tribal is making me fall under the radar in a way?? everyone is fighting each other and arguably making situations worse for themselves by giving an answer straight away, for example, bryce declaring his f2 with Jared in the call. though people can still slander me while I’m not there, what they say cannot be dwelled on for too long because I’m not there, putting me in a more favourable position than some of the other people here? I think? that someone said that I was playing the middle last tribal council and well.. they’re right so oops.

my ideal path to the end would be stephen and jared leaving the next rounds, and then Chris, although the order does not concern me right now. then I would be at final 5 with Bryce zach chloe and michael and then whoever isn’t immune out of bryce and zach can be voted out. perry. and then I’m gonna have to pray to god I win final immunity OR Michael or Chloe do but like that doesn’t feel likely to me. AND THEN I WIN!!!

ALSO. im in the final 7. I just need to survive one more round and then I’m guaranteed final 5... because no way in hell im playing that legacy on someone  else.. I am not letting THAT happen again.

Me nd Michael been talking, nd we’ve wanted to make a move for a bit now but crazy shit keeps happening. We needed to take down Rhys and break up the Rhys/Bryce/Zach trio so Bryce nd Zach are more useable. Now we planning on flipping on Jared/Chris/Stephen. My current target would be Jared because as much as I trust him and adore him I think he’s definitely running this bitch. Then Loris decides he also wants to flip nd he tells Michael that he wanted to exclude me but JOKES ON U LORIS I WAS ALREADY PLANNING ON FLIPPING U DUMB FUCK. Which was kinda obvious he was planning on excluding me cause Zach and Michael both messaged me about it and I knew Loris was involved in the flipping but he hadn’t messaged me about it sooooo. Don’t test me Loris I’ll make u be voted next.

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#FuckLoris

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GRIT YOUR TEETH, PULL YOUR HAIR, PAINT THE WALLS BLACK AND SCREAM FUCK THIS CAST CAUSE ITS MY GAME AND IM GONNA TAKE IT BACK 

So tonight the plan me chloe and loris are sailing to the majority alliance that voted together last time is that the votes will be spilt. And they will be but we won’t be joining we will be switching to Jared and eliminating the biggest threat in the game at this point. From there I’m thinking of flipping to take out zach or Bryce and continuing on the game switching to control the power in the game.

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Part of the beauty of this move to blindside Jared is that a lot of the blame for the flip is shared amongst both Chloe and Loris paired with Bryce and Zach being bigger threats means that my name will most likely still be out of peoples mouth I just have some major damage control to do to stop Stephen/Chris teaming up with Zach/Bryce and creating a 4-3.

A lot has happened.

Bryce and I's F2 imploded because of me, and even though we reconciled today I don't think I can truly work with him again. Best I can do is try to secure his jury vote.

I have deals with Stephen Chris Michael and Chloe, Loris will hopefully fall by the wayside next round.

The plan this time was to get Michael onside in PMs and gauge his interest for voting out Zach, reinforcing the "this is our shield strategy." He did the work from there. Yeet!

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Jared is voted out 5-2-1. He becomes the fifth member of our jury.

Watch Jared’s exit interview take place below: