#jasmin's 19

[frozenoj]

Have you heard about the nonbinary third party presidential candidate Jasmine Sherman and their indigenous vice presidential candidate partner Tanda Blubear?

I have! Jasmine Sherman is one of the only candidates (for any office, not just president) I've seen that still cares about covid.

Here's one of their tiktoks about their platform for anyone who isn't already familiar!

[autobot2001]

Echos of Silence

Author: Autobot2001 Genre: Fanfiction Fandom: Transformers Rating: T Warning: Poor mental health, panic attack, self-harm Pairing: None Description: Crosshairs silently struggles with Jamie being in the ICU again until it backfires on him. Ratchet doesn't help the situation.

Combining @juneofdoom day 19, 20, 23, 24, 25, 28 & 30.

Feeling his anxiety rising, Crosshairs had to go to one of the in-patient rooms to be alone. For the second time this year, Jamie is in the ICU because of her condition. Ratchet tried to assure Crosshairs and Drift that this isn’t a sign of something serious considering how often Jamie had a moderate flare-up after being poisoned. The chemical was working harder to kill Jamie. It’s still hard for Crosshairs and Drift to watch. Crosshairs didn’t expect to be affected like this. “This can’t be happening.”

Drift thought Crosshairs went to the bathroom, but twenty minutes in there is concerning. Seeing the bathroom door open and the receptionist saying Crosshairs didn’t leave adds to Drift’s concern. The only place left to search are the in-patient rooms. Drift thinks. It’s not good if he’s hiding in one of those rooms.

With Jolt busy with patients and Ratchet doing paperwork, Drift asks Jasmine to come with him to find Crosshairs and help if needed. “He won’t like that you found him,” Jasmine comments, “leave the door slightly open so I can listen. I can hear if you need help.”

Drift inspects the last room. Hearing sobbing worries him. While Drift goes into the room, Jasmine remains in the hallway as planned, showing concern for Crosshairs. Drift quietly sits next to Crosshairs. He’s careful not to startle the mech. “Crosshairs?” The sobbing mech hears Drift. He hates being found, but he hugs Drift and continues to sob. Drift feels Crosshairs tremble. Drift worries Crosshairs is thinking about how Jamie could decline further and is panicking rather than was trying to hide his sadness. Drift realizes that Crosshairs is having a panic attack about Jamie possibly declining. Drift pointing out he needs to stop neglecting his emotions Drift worries about how quickly the situation deteriorated. He thought Crosshairs was only upset, but this turns into a panic attack, leading Drift to worry about what Crosshairs is thinking. He feels Crosshairs’ rapid heartbeat.

Jasmine sees enough of what’s going on, uncertain if she should intervene. I don’t think this is him acting like he’s ok is backfiring. Jasmine believes. He’s remembering the nightmare situation.

Drift isn’t sure what to say. He too worries Jamie could decline. Drift hates reassurance isn’t possible, but he needs to get Crosshairs to calm down. Hoping to be successful without getting Jasmine.

Crosshairs takes ten minutes to calm down. He relaxes in Drift’s hug. This panic attack adds to Drift’s concern that Crosshairs continues to act ok for him. With Crosshairs calm, Jasmine leaves the two alone.

The two mechs walk out of the room twenty minutes later. As they walk by the three offices, Ratchet stops them and tells them to step into his office. Ratchet’s conversation concerns Jasmine.

“You need to stop doing this,” Ratchet begins. “Ratchet, don’t —,” Jasmine urges. “No, he needs to realize neglecting his emotions is not good for him or Drift. How the frag is Drift watching you panic after who knows how long of keeping quiet helping him?! All you’re doing is neglecting your emotional well-being!” Drift has had enough at this point. He pulls Crosshairs up from his chair and leads him out of Ratchet’s office and out of the medbay. “I know his decision to keep quiet isn’t helping anyone, but now wasn’t the time to say anything,” Jasmine argues and leaves the office.

Drift leads Crosshairs to The shared bedroom. The two sit on the couch. The silence bothers Drift. “Crosshairs? Say something.” Crosshairs’ blank expression worries Drift. Ratchet went too far. Drift believes. Even if he’s right, shouldn’t have lectured Crosshairs. Drift isn’t sure what to do. Even in the centuries of war, he’s never seen Crosshairs like this. Drift: Jasmine, there’s a problem. Drift is worried about what Crosshairs could be thinking. He’s uncertain of how Jasmine can assist but desires her presence.

Jasmine can’t believe what she’s seeing. She sees why Drift is concerned. We might have to get Rung. Jasmine believes. “Crosshairs? It’s me, Jasmine. You’re ok.” Jasmine is also worried about Drift’s anxiety at seeing Crosshairs like this. She is careful while trying to get Crosshairs to respond to her.

Jasmine had to get Rung involved. The events trouble the psychiatrist. Noting he’ll have to talk to Ratchet later and in a few days. Also, he’ll need to get both Crosshairs and Drift to talk to him. The three don’t realize that in place of Crosshairs feeling emotionally numb, he thinks about what Ratchet says, worried about losing most of his family. He worries only Lightning will be with him since she’s his sister while Drift And Jamie are his friends that he considers family. “He’ll be all right, but I think staying here until dinner is wise,” Rung tells Drift. Jasmine and Rung leave. Crosshairs and Drift sit in silence. Crosshairs continues to think about Ratchet’s lecture. “Please don’t leave me,” Crosshairs suddenly says. Drift looks at Crosshairs, confused. He sees the fear in Crosshairs’ eyes. Ratchet should’ve let me talk to Crosshairs when he’s in a better state. Drift realizes. “We’ve been friends for centuries, I’m not going anywhere.” Drift hugs Crosshairs, feeling him tremble. He needs to get Crosshairs to relax. Drift lies on the couch and pulls Crosshairs on him. Ensuring Crosshairs’ head is on his chest. He suspects Crosshairs will find this action weird once relaxed, but Drift knows this works.

Drift gets dinner rather than he and Crosshairs going to the cafeteria. Crosshairs turns on the TV. He is relieved to be proven wrong about his concern about Crosshairs not eating. The two watch TV and eat dinner. Drift is unsure of what to talk about but dislikes silence. This adds to his concern about Crosshairs.

Drift leaves Crosshairs alone to take care of the dishes in the kitchen downstairs. Crosshairs watches TV for a few minutes until he needs to use the bathroom.

As Crosshairs washes his hands, he looks in the mirror. Feeling anger about how Drift saw him weak. He knows Drift worries about Jamie and now Drift is worried about him. To him, he failed to protect Drift. Even if they’re not in battle. Out of anger, Crosshairs punches the mirror with his right hand. The glass shatters and goes on the counter and floor. Tears roll down his face, but not from pain. Crosshairs sits on the couch, ignoring he’s bleeding.

Drift walks into the shared bedroom, thinking Crosshairs would still be on the couch. “Crosshairs!” Drift panics seeing Crosshairs where he thought, but his hand is bleeding. Drift sees the broken glass from the mirror. Crosshairs is in tears. Drift doesn’t think it’s the pain from the cuts. I’d rather he broke a glass cup again. Drift thinks as he gets his first aid kit capsule and opens it on the coffee table. Drift uses local anesthesia before knowing what he’s dealing with. He has Crosshairs lie on the couch. He hates he can’t comfort his friend, but he needs to take care of Crosshairs’ hand. Drift waits two minutes before he works on stopping the bleeding and cleaning Crosshairs’ hand. After stopping the bleeding and cleaning Crosshairs’ hand, Drift notices three cuts that require stitches. He’s relieved to know how to stitch cuts. He wants to inform Jasmine about the situation but doesn’t feel like dealing with Ratchet.

Once Drift stitches up the cuts, he applies bandage strips over each cut and wraps Crosshairs’ hand in gauze and adhesive bandage to secure the gauze wrap. “Done,” Drift tells Crosshairs and begins cleaning up. He didn’t think Crosshairs would want to visit Jamie, “tomorrow. I think sleep will be good for you.” Crosshairs sighs. He gets up and gets his pajamas from his closet. Drift cleans up the glass from the mirror while Crosshairs gets changed. Crosshairs could leave without Drift, but he knows Drift is worried about him. Crosshairs is also tired.

Crosshairs gets into bed. He feels sadness as he covers himself with the blankets on his bed. Not only because of what he made Drift deal with today, but Crosshairs feels that the nightly routine is ruined since Jamie is in the medbay, even if he and Drift were watching TV like the three friends do every night. Often with their other friends.

Crosshairs is asleep when Drift goes to bed himself. He too is tired. He worries about how Crosshairs will be tomorrow morning.

Crosshairs is quiet the next morning, troubled by the events of yesterday. Drift knows Crosshairs is thinking about how he failed to act ok for him. “You need to stop acting ok for me,” Drift says as he takes Crosshairs’ wrapped hand, “I don’t like it and you hurt yourself.” Drift hugs his friend.

While Crosshairs takes a shower — with his wrapped hand protected from the water — Drift starts agroup chat with the twins and Lightning, telling them what happened yesterday and not to say anything. They all hope the other Autobots won’t ask what happened. Sunstreaker: can I scold Ratchet? Drift: I suspect Jasmine did yesterday. Drift knew Crosshairs would want to visit Jamie. The two would after breakfast.

The twins, Lightning and Lily, see how yesterday affected Crosshairs. This isn’t the mood they expected even with Jamie in the ICU. The four don’t ask if they can join Crosshairs and Drift in the medbay. They know the depressing scene.

Crosshairs and Drift enter the ICU room where Jamie is. Without realizing it, they are being observed by the three medics. Jasmine told Jolt and Ratchet what had happened yesterday, including what Crosshairs did to his hand. “I told you that shouldn’t have scolded him,” Jasmine says, “Drift would have talked to him when he felt it was appropriate.” Ratchet goes to talk to Drift.

Before he can say anything, he watches Crosshairs, sitting on a chair, stroking Jamie’s hair with his left hand. Drift stands beside him. He puts a hand on Crosshairs’ shoulder. He looks to see Ratchet standing by the door. He lies about why he needs to leave the room.

Drift follows Ratchet to his office where Jasmine and Jolt await.

“What?” Drift snaps. Drift’s continued anger towards Ratchet isn’t surprising to Jolt and Jasmine. “I’m sorry,” Ratchet apologizes. He looks at Jasmine, “I should have listened to you.” Ratchet feels guilt. “Crosshairs needs to stop acting ok. I don’t think your lecture is all that set him off,” Jolt suspects, “but was part of it.” “No, this is Crosshairs. We’re partners in battle but he’d do his best to protect me, but not to where I’m not taking part in battle,” Drift explains, “to my knowledge, he never hid emotional struggle. Being Jamie’s guardian and friend has brought on new challenges. Crosshairs thinks he’s protecting me by acting ok, but it always backfires. I’ve told him countless times not to do this, but he doesn’t listen.” “That’s still not good for him. Add his anger because you found him struggling,” Jolt adds, “the challenge is to get him to stop doing that. We’ve been telling him for five years now.” “I’ll figure something out,” Drift tells the three medics and leaves the office.

Drift enters the room and finds Crosshairs still beside the bed. Until Crosshairs hears the door close. Crosshairs stands up and hugs Drift. “I’m sorry.” “You need to stop acting like you’re ok. I can’t stand that, and you know it. You’re hurting yourself more than me. I worry about you lashing out at Jamie. You’ll likely face consequences if you lash out at anyone, but you know how bad it’ll be if you lash out at Jamie.” “I know,” Crosshairs sighs, “I’m supposed to protect both of you.” “That doesn’t mean act like nothing troubles you until you can’t.” Drift moves the other chair by the bed. They sit, holding Jamie’s hand in theirs.

[nuagederose]

🌹 dis-ember 2023 // day nineteen: aladdin 🌹

can’t go wrong with one of my three favorite princesses (the other two being mulan and pocahontas). i was jasmine for halloween one year and everyone at school said i looked like her, minus the magic carpet of course 😅🧞‍♀️ (by the way, my drawcember entry #19 is dropping in the morning 🩷)

ig: badmotorartist

[craftycoola]

so... this kinda blew up. probably should've expected that, given that it's a universally relatable and controversial topic, but alas, i was barely awake when i made this poll.

the results have been pretty interesting to see. they've stayed pretty steady, with the 'no' slowly growing from about 20% up to 30%.

i'm guessing that the voting pattern is a product of the circles i run in. the poll probably reached a lot of at-risk people first (i'm a spoonie and tagged the poll accordingly), who voted 'yes' more often, and the reblogs eventually brought it to those who do not prioritize masking.

i've personally been pleasantly shocked by how many 'yes's there've been, although i've also seen a lot of people in the notes disappointed by the number of 'no's. i do wonder how geographic location impacted both masking and opinions thereupon.

anyways. thanks to everyone who voted! it's been cool to see so many stories in the notes. whether you can or can't mask, i hope you all stay as healthy and happy as can be.

stay safe <3

if there's a complicating factor (immunocompromised, existing copd, etc.) feel free to add it in the tags

[eggmeralda]

I wish I was able to explain the concept of ruth a lot better bc then I could be like "this is a ruth moment" "progressing onto the next stage of the ruth arc" etc and everyone would know what I mean

[official-trainwrecks]

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[autobot2001]

Hiding From Everyone

Author: Autobot2001 Genre: Fanfiction Fandom: Transformers Rating: T Warning: Poor mental health Pairing: None Description: Crrosshairs struggles with anxiety and hides from everyone.

@juneofdoom day 19; "This can't be happening." & sobbing

Feeling his anxiety rising, Crosshairs had to go to one of the in-patient rooms to be alone. Jamie is in the ICU for the second time this year because of her condition. Ratchet tried to assure Crosshairs and Drift that this isn’t a sign of something serious considering how often Jamie had a moderate flare-up after being poisoned. The chemical was working harder to kill Jamie. It’s still hard for Crosshairs and Drift to watch. Crosshairs didn’t expect to be affected like this. “This can’t be happening.”

Drift thought Crosshairs went to the bathroom, but twenty minutes in there is concerning. Seeing the bathroom door open and the receptionist saying Crosshairs didn’t leave adds to Drift’s concern. The only place left are the in-patient rooms. Drift thinks. It’s not good if he’s hiding in one of those rooms.

With Jolt busy with patients and Ratchet doing paperwork, Drift asks Jasmine to come with him to find Crosshairs and help if needed. “He won’t like that you found him,” Jasmine comments, “leave the door slightly open so I can listen. I can hear if you need help.”

Drift inspects the last room. Hearing sobbing worries him. While Drift goes into the room, Jasmine remains in the hallway as planned, showing concern for Crosshairs.

Drift quietly sits next to Crosshairs. He’s careful not to startle the mech. “Crosshairs?” The sobbing mech hears Drift. He hates being found, but he hugs Drift and continues to sob. Drift feels Crosshairs tremble. Drift worries Crosshairs is thinking about how Jamie could decline further and is panicking rather than trying to hide his sadness.

[geekynerfherder]

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[pensieri-inlacrime]

Questo o quello?

(mandami un numero)

1. Cani o gatti?

2. Dolce o salato?

3. iOS o android?

4. Fotografare o farsi fotografare?

5. Alcolico o analcolico?

6. Pizza o sushi?

7. Coca-Cola o Pepsi?

8. Frutta o verdura?

9. Patatine o popcorn?

10. Ciliegie o fragole?

11. Film o serie TV?

12. Rock o pop?

13. Pianoforte o violino?

14. Vacanze in Italia o vacanze all'estero?

15. Letto o divano?

16. Pallavolo o basket?

17. Europa o America?

18. Pari o dispari?

19. Amicizia o amore?

20. Papà o mamma?

21. Telecinesi o telepatia?

22. Saper volare o invisibilità?

23. Baciare o essere baciati?

24. Sesso o amore?

25. Nero o bianco?

26. Rosso o blu?

27. Tacchi o scarpe da ginnastica?

28. Estate o inverno?

29. Tè caldo o tè freddo?

30. Tè al limone o tè alla pesca?

31. Sole o luna?

32. Spazio cosmico o profondità marine?

33. Mori o biondi?

34. Occhi chiari o scuri?

35. Ricci o lisci?

36. Doccia o vasca?

37. Acqua liscia o gassata?

38. Automobile o moto?

39. Aereo o treno?

40. Mareno montagna?

41. Pulire casa o cucinare?

42. Appartamento o villetta?

43. Figli maschi o figlie femmine?

44. Aglio o cipolla?

45. Medicina o omeopatia?

46. Italiano o matematica?

47. Inglese o spagnolo?

48. Bellezza o simpatía?

49. Cuore o cervello?

50. Walt Disney o Pixar?

51. Jasmine o Belle?

52. Laura Pausini o Elisa?

53. Tiziano Ferro o Marco Mengoni?

54. Cinema o teatro?

55. Cuffiette o cuffione?

56. Gonne o pantaloni?

57. Cravatta o papillon?

58. Instagram o Tik Tok?

59. Vaniglia o cioccolato?

60. Birra o vino?

61. Baci o abbracci?

62. Barba o pizzetto?

63. Condizionatore o ventilatore?

64. Stufa o termosifone?

65. Eurospin o Carrefour?

66. Nord o sud?

67. Est o ovest?

68. Pesce o carne?

69. Caffè dolce o amaro?

70. Cono o coppetta?

71. Capelli tinti o naturali?

72. Slip o boxer?

73. Penna o matita?

74. Ballo o canto?

75. Scrivere o disegnare?

76. Neve o pioggia?

77. Affitto o mutuo?

78. Cina o Giappone?

79. Sashimi o Carpaccio?

80. Tiramisù o profiteroles?

81. Casual o elegante?

82. Ristorante o fast food?

83. Pasta corta o lunga?

84. Harry Potter o LOTR?

85. Hunger games o Divergent?

86. Francia o Spagna?

87. Contanti o bancomat?

88. McDonald's o burger King?

89. Scacchi o dama?

90. Videogiochi o giochi in scatola?

91. Sport singoli o di squadra?

92. Ketchup o maionese?

93. Soldi o amore?

94. Batman o Superman?

95. Iron man o Captain America?

96. Bicicletta o monopattino?

97. Ansia o paura?

98. Sabato o domenica?

99. Bridgerton o stranger things?

100. _____ o _____? (Scegli tu)

[warningsine]

Sophie Nélisse and Melanie Lynskey at 22 and 17

Jasmin Savoy Brown and Tawny Cypress at 29 and 30

Samantha Hanratty and Christina Ricci at 27 and 15

Sophie Thatcher and Juliette Lewis at 22 and 19

Courtney Eaton and Simone Kessell at 27 and 24

Liv Hewson and Lauren Ambrose at 27 and 24

[skylersprompts]

DC x DP Prompt *7*

Robin was staring at the screen of the Bat-Computer, while his mind was trapped in the past.

Damian could still clearly remember growing up in the League. And he remembers that he never questioned Grandfather or Mother, except once.

He had been seven, almost eight, when he was training his stealth. And what would be better practice then to follow his mother around till she spots him.

But this day his mother seemed distracted, something that never happened. He followed her to Grandfathers study and listened.

"The boy is nothing but a hindrance to Damian. He fails to kill and has sympathy that's unbecoming for an al Ghul. If Danyal won't complete his next mission, you will dispose of him", Grandfather sounded annoyed, as if he didn't just spoke about killing his twin, about how their mother would have to kill her own flesh and blood.

He didn't wait for his mothers response, knowing that she wouldn't oppose the demon head. As fast as he could he searched for his other half, they needed an plan.

On their next mission Danyal died. It was tragic, but he had sacrificed himself to save the heir of the al Ghuls. At least that is what Damian reported to the League.

Danyal was on the run and for the next 19 month he was forbidden to leave any clues about his whereabouts for Damian.

At some point he would be able to find him again.

He had searched for Danyal, ever since he stared to life with father. But the little voice in the back of his head kept whispering about how Danyal probably died because of his injuries years ago and that father would see it as his fault that he lost another son.

But know he found one of his clues. An online post from someone with the username 'ghostboi', about a constellation and the story that he himself spun around it. A story only the two of them knew. Well... and a few hundred strangers now, but he would have to talk later with Danyal about that.

Now it was time to tell father about yet another son that mother kept secret from him, oh joy.

.

.

.

The talk had been going as good as anyone could expect, which meant that he and father now sat in a private jet, only two hours after they found out about Danyals whereabouts and three hours since Bruce Wayne knows about his second blood son.

They where going as Civilians, since it would probably go smoother. And because the Brucie Wayne persona seemed to gift his father the ability to talk a little bit easier about emotions. Except for right now, because he was angry at Damian for keeping his twin a secret. Still, Damian couldn't see how he could have handled this better and also stayed silent.

Quietly he goes over the things he found out about his brother.

He now goes by the name Daniel James Fenton

He lives in Amity Park, Illinois

He was adopted at the age of nine by the Fentons

He goes to the local high school

He has an older sister, Jasmine Fenton, who is in college for psychology

His parents are ecto-scientist

He has two friend with the names of Tucker Foley and Samantha Manson

It wasn't a lot, but he didn't have much time and also not the patience to wait any longer. It had been almost nine years since he last seen his other half and even if he was nervous, he just couldn't bear to wait any longer.

After they landed in an airport in the city nearest to Amity Park, the two immediately got into the back of a car and their journey continues.

For a long time it was silent in the car, till Damian couldn't bear his father's brooding anymore.

"I didn't know if he had survived and I deemed it better for everyone involved if I'm the only one with this particular uncertainty and possible grief", even if his own voice was levelled and his father just responded with a grunt, the air in the car seemed now easier to breathe.

~

Yes, Bruce had been livid and heartbroken when Damian had told him about his youngest, but he could understand to some degree where the boy was coming from. And if the situation wouldn't be so heartbreaking, then he could be able to call it sweet of his son. He just didn't want him to hurt, but even so... now it was to late to think about the what if's, in a few minutes he would have Daniel in his sight.

They stopped in front of a house that was a clear violation of every OSHA law he could think of. But the big "FENTON WORK' sign, told him that they were right.

Bruce put on a light smile, before he knocked on the door, Damian on his left side. From inside he heard a little bit of shuffling and a carbon copy of Damian opened the door. Everything except for the eyes were the same.

But before Bruce could say anything, the twins were already in each other's arms. He could hear quiet sniffling.

"You found me, your safe", the words came like a mantra out of Daniels mouth.

"Ahbak, Danyal", was the whispered answer from Damian.

And Bruce felt like an intruder in this moment. He had never seen his son so openly affectionate and it was like a weight had lifted of Damians shoulders.

It took a few minutes till the two brothers let go of each other. Except for their hands, that stayed clasps with each other.

"Hello Daniel, I'm Bruce Wayne. I'm yours and Damians father", he introduced himself with a smile, even though the boy seemed to shrink a little bit into himself.

"Please call me Danny Mr. Wayne. Just Fruitloops call me Daniel", his son gave him a crooked smile and Bruce nodded.

"Of course, but call me Bruce", he answered easygoing.

"Is there a place where we can talk Danyal?", Damian got the attention of his twin with a little tuck on his hand.

"You can come inside. Mom and Dad are out of town to get a few supplies for a new project", his answer was sheepish, as he lead them inside.

It seemed like he had adjusted well to a civilian life. How he wished he could have seen his growth.

They sit down in the living room and start to talk a bit about Danny's life with the Fentons. It's apparent for both him and Damian, that Danny is hiding something from them, but they don't press. Maybe he'll tells Damian, when they have a moment alone.

"Should I help you to pack your possessions now? I'm sure the Fentons won't need to long to come back, so that you can say goodbye", as Damian was speaking, he stood up and looked at a bewildered Danny. But Bruce wasn't really better. As much as he would love to bring Danny home with them, they couldn't just rip him out of his life. And Danny seems to see it just like him.

"Dami... I'm not leaving. I love my parents and my friends, I can't just go and leave them", Danny also stood up and clasped his hands on Damians shoulders.

"Tt... so you choose them over me?", his voice was barely over a whisper.

"No! I-... it's just... give me time? I'm almost done with high school and I want to go Gotham U, so... just wait a bit? Please?", his tone was pleading, as he searched his brothers eyes, whom just answered with a defeated sight.

"Danny is right Damian. We can't just uproot him like that. As much as I want us all together, we found him now, the rest can wait", Damian deflated a little more at his words. And so Bruce couldn't just let the opportunity pass to comfort his children for once.

He closed the small distance between them and hugged both of the boys lightly to himself.

"You know that I always wanted to raise you myself and now that I see you both like that, I wish for it even more", he sighted with a woeful smile, while Damian grumbled about the proximity. But Danny's little smile shifted to a horrified look.

"Your wish is my command~", the feminine voice came out of thin air, but Bruce had no time to think about it. Because just a second later, there were two little Babies in his arms. Two little, screaming Babies.

Bruce never regretted it so much in his life, that he hadn't brought Alfred along.

[ilminnestrone]

I'm a sensory bitch who discovered perfumes at the ripe age of 28. I had good fun associating Firsts (and the President) to fancy perfumes for a while now. They are all unisex fragrances, so you can steal them from the boys whatever your gender is. Feel free to ask for explanations! Genesis has two because he would never wear the same thing in the Spring/Summer and in the Autumn/Winter season.

Sephiroth

Heretic Parfum, Scandalwood Family: floral & musk

Top Notes: Coriander, Atlas Cedar Heart Notes: Bulgarian Rose Base Notes: Sandalwood, Labdanum, Musk

Genesis Rhapsodos

19-69, Female Christ Family: earthy & wood

Top Notes: Eucalyptus, Patchouli, Pimento Heart Notes: Rhubarb, Whintergreen, Red Thyme, Geranium Base Notes: Vanilla, Amber, Benzoin, Cinnamon Bark, Cashmere Wood *

Aaron Terence Hughes, Slut Family: citrus & musk

Top Notes: Neroli, Sweet Orange, Lemon, Bergamot Heart Notes: Petitgrain, Jasmine Sambac Base Notes: Musk, Patchouli, Amber

Angeal Hewley

Commodity, Book- Family: aromatic & wood

Top Notes: Black tea Heart Notes: Eucalyptus, Sandalwood Base Notes: Cedarwood, Vetiver, Skin Musk

Zack Fair

Lush, Sex Bomb Family: clean & floral

Top Notes: Ylang Ylang Heart Notes: Sclarea Sage Base Notes: Jasmine

Rufus Shinra

Tom Ford, Fucking Faboulous Family: leather & amber

Top Notes: Sclarea Sage, Lavender Heart Notes: Bitter Almond, Vanilla, Leather, Orris Base Notes: Tonka Bean, Amber, Blonde Woods

[postitforward]

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COVID-19 harmed us in more ways than one, and some more than others. It widened the gap of accessible mental health resources available to Black and Brown communities at the same time many in these same groups were experiencing isolation, compacted grief, and depression. Jasmine’s work is focused on providing preventative tools to combat a taxed nervous system, and black girls breathing® is here to provide free and accessible mental health resources to Black women and girls by offering not just breathwork, but a community. So if you’re a Black woman or girl, take the pledge to take one action to better your mental health by grabbing your free mental health toolkit and signing up here. And don't forget to ask her a question, and join us back here on March 27th to see her answers.

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[afrankuuniverse]

XXVII

Jasmine Skye 💜

[autobot2001]

It's Normal

Author: Autobot2001 Genre: Fanfiction Fandom: Transformers Rating: E Warning: None pairing: None Description: Drift asks why Jamie needs a blood transfusion. Continuing from day 6.

@medwhumpmay day 19; blood loss

“How much blood did she lose,” Ratchet hears Drift ask, “for her to need a blood transfusion.” “Jamie didn’t lose much blood before surgery. She didn’t lose a critical amount during surgery. It’s often protocol after organ repair to do a blood transfusion. Jamie will be ok.” Crosshairs heard what Ratchet said. He gets Drift to leave the room as Jasmine walks in. “I wish we could do something,” Jasmine says, “anyone would worry considering what happened, but they’re anxious because of past trauma.” “They can see she’s stable, but the past trauma is still causing anxiety.” The two watch their friends sit by the bed in the room across the hall.

[strong-with-the-sarcasm]

Part 20: I speak in tongues

"I'm not like you, I speak in tongues. It's a different language to those of us, who’ve faced the storm against all odds and found the truth inside." -can u see me in the dark? by Halestorm, I Prevail

Regent Masterlist Part 19 AO3 Mundane Macabre (Main)

When Ellie first began traveling, she’d (rightfully) assumed that she would never stop being surprised by humankind. Humans are curious creatures, capable of both kindness and cruelty in equal measure. 

(The Fentons were prime examples of cruelty)

(Cruel towards the living, dead and those who lie in between.) 

(Their children suffered, maybe even more than the ghosts they tried to hunt) 

With time, Ellie had decided to create her alter ego of Wraith, the quiet being of shadows that was just eerie enough to pass as something other regardless of what form she was in. Wraith was Ellie’s favorite mask to slip on, to hide from the living world as she tried to help where she could. 

Ellie Nightingale was a nomadic medium with a preference for punk rock, bleached hair and her leather jacket. 

Wraith was the opposite in ways that mattered, was created to help with the violence the halfa was witness to, fists bruised and weapons bloody. 

Ellie was not. 

Perhaps she’d broken herself into too many pieces, too many identities, for a solid visage to form. Cracked like a mirror, dirty and covered in old marker messages from friends long gone. Messages she’d carry with her no matter what name she went by, or style of hair, leather jacket or denim- halfa or not. 

That’s what made her unique. 

(Clone.) 

(Failure.)

(Danielle.)

(Ellie.) 

(Wraith.) 

Vlad had been her origin story, her beginning, but he was no longer her master. Slave to no one, daughter of nobody. 

But she was a sister to good people. 

Sometimes Ellie caught herself thinking ‘what would Danny do?’ when confronted with an extraordinary problem, trying to channel his brilliance despite their distance. He might not consider himself very intelligent, but Danny was the cleverest (and kindest) person she’d ever met. He loved her, his clone made as a violation of his bodily autonomy and by his fruitloop of a godfather. 

(Superman had not treated his clone the same.) 

(She understood his feelings of violation) 

(Kon was a living being and needed support too.) 

However, Jazz was her idol. 

Many people would’ve written off the woman as a know-it-all golden child, but those in the inner circle knew the truth. Jazz was the first child of the Fentons, who had nobody but herself to teach or to guide her. When Danny was born, Jasmine devoted everything to caring for him, to raising him as their parents should’ve. 

(His first words, his first steps)

Jasmine Fenton was a woman who loved fiercely and so, so very deeply that she’s willing to sacrifice her own wellbeing to ensure the happiness of the ones lucky enough to be given her love. 

With the rise to Regency and the subsequent downfall of her progenitors, Jasmine Fenton was left to rot in the basement with Danny’s grave, just like the yellow flowers she so fondly left in memorial. 

(Ellie would forever grieve the loss of Jasmine Fenton, the mother she so desperately wanted.) 

Yet, the Lady Nightingale arose from the grave, ash and blood staining her name, a ghost in an inhuman shell, ready to remake the world should she have to burn it down. 

(Jazz carried so few regrets, but they weighed her down like anchors.) 

(One day they might drown her in the dark depths.) 

(Her template’s younger visage admist the spectral mist spoke volumes.) 

(Maybe one day the faces of the elder Fentons would fade away.)

(Ellie could only hope.) 

The Regent, despite having staked her territory in the Ridge alongside Phantom, was unofficially claimed as one of the Crime Alley’s own. Defending the working girls, helping kids with homework or getting them away from ner-do-wells, the Regent had not hesitated to reach out a helping hand even after being targeted by those who would break her will. 

Black Mask, for instance, had put a bounty on the woman’s head with an eagerness that disgusted many others. People knew what a man like him would do with powerful woman, what enjoyment he’d receive breaking her. 

It was also no secret how much the Mask wanted to get his hands on the Red Hood. 

The helmeted vigilante had been a frequent pain in the ass ever since his debut some years ago, destroying his black market operations and getting the Big Bat involved. Sionis wanted little more than to rip off the fucker’s head- helmet and all. 

However, Sionis had tried his hand at subtly for once- he’d hired freelance to take out Hood’s second-in-command while the guy had his guard down with his girlfriend, a pretty red-haired civilian Sionis wouldn’t mind a turn with. The idea was to throw Hood’s gang leadership into chaos so Black Mask’s men could sweep in. Jason Todd was high in the ranks that his death would do just that. 

Figures the guy would survive. 

Jason had been seen with his girlfriend in the Ridge only days after the failed assassination attempt, no worse for the wear. Red Hood had come sniffing around his operations, with Regent stalking his men and the Phantom destroying his latest shipment of merchandise. Though, with the under-the-table job he’d hired out for, Hood found nothing linking him to the attempt on his second-in-command. 

It was time to change tactics. 

The Regent was confirmed to be in a romantic relationship with Hood, if the various Gothamite twitter posts and the sub-reddit r/RedHoodRegent dedicated to commemorating their obvious status, was to be believed. 

There wasn’t many problems with targeting the older sword-wielding vigilante; unlike Robin, Regent didn’t have the Big Bat for backup, but did have the Phantom. The ghost-like meta (or actual ghost, Sionis wasn’t sure how much he believed the rumors) was the biggest obstacle between him and Regent. If Mask could distract (or get rid of) Phantom, then his men could sweep in and eliminate Regent when the vigilante inevitably falls to his numbers. Sure, Sionis was sure he would  lose quite a few men, but it's Gotham. The numbers can always be recouped later. 

Perhaps when Red Hood tries to save his girlfriend, Mask could finally get his hands on him. 

Two birds, one stone. 

Oh yes, Sionis liked this plan. 

He had some calls to make.

A/N: I'm back! This was supposed to be posted on my birthday back in August, but I wasn't in the best headspace for writing or even being on any social media. I have several pieces waiting in the wings to be finished and edited, but I'm back and ready to write again! (Famous last words.)

(To those who guessed Black Mask had something to do with the bomb, kudos.)

Also, for those who might be uncomforable with Sionis' thoughts about Jazz, just remember- he's a bad guy, deranged and over all not the kind of morally upstanding person you want in charge of anything. Things get really dark where it concerns Sionis and what he plans for the future. Just a warning, because those who've read my other works know my penchant for angst.