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dimlylittorch · 2 months ago

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i love throwing you guys these little blurbs like an old man feeding the pigeons

18+ drabble MDNI

My Masterlist🌱

John Price x pre-op!transmasc!reader

small synopsis: john price is your older boyfriend.. who isn’t as technologically savvy as you are.

Tonight was going to be a fun night. John was away for the night, handling some business overnight while you sat cozied up in your bed with your favorite drink and a cheesy romance film playing on the tv. You had just done an everything shower, every cream applied and every part of your body scrubbed- you felt perfectly clean and content. And the best part? You even bothered to put on clean, warm sheets. A perfect night through and through.

But what was even better about tonight, was a package came today. A new vibrator that you had ordered, nothing too crazy- accompanied by a small bottle of lube, just to explore a little. You’d only ever used your trusty vibe that you found as a teen, sticking with what worked. But now you were older and you wanted to branch out a little. That’s what other people did, right?

You and John hadn’t been dating for very long, and you hadn’t quite gotten very intimate yet. Make out sessions, a little grinding, a good starting point- but not quite to the big finish. You figured it wouldn’t hurt to try a new toy, especially since the two of you weren’t quite there. You opened the new box, plugged it in and sat on your bed. Waiting. And waiting. These things weren’t exactly quick to charge, you know. You mindlessly fiddled with the hem of your oversized shirt, sighing as you watched the little light flash over and over, signaling it wasn’t done charging yet. It was agony- all you wanted to do was lay back and have a hopefully good orgasm.

Meanwhile John was hunched over his desk at the office, rubbing his eyes so hard he saw spots. He was exhausted, really- just wishing he could stop by your place and spend the night with you. You always knew how to make him feel better, holding onto him like a big teddy bear and playing with his hair, fixing him little snack trays and silly drinks. He adored how you still maintained that little bit of innocence- one he had lost a while ago. Sitting back in his chair, his mind kept straying to you. And eventually? He gave in. Work could wait.

You knew it in your gut- it was almost done charging. It had to be, right? It’s been what- twenty minutes? Surely it was almost-

A knock on your door.

Any semblance of patience you had quickly faded, tossing your covers off and huffing as you walked to your door. Yanking it open and slightly glaring up at John, who seeing your demeanor immediately had an apologetic smile on his face.

“Love?” He asks hesitantly.

“I’m busy.” You say plainly. “Like- really busy.”

He looks over your form with a small smirk, clearly not believing you. “I won’t bother you, lovie. Just let me get a snack, hm?”

You sigh softly. God this man knew how to work you. ‘Just a little snack’ and soon enough he’d be in your bed holding one of your plushies. You step back, leaving the door open for him before turning and walking back to the bedroom.

He chuckles softly, closing and locking the door before taking his coat and shoes off, leaving them by the entrance. He followed you into the bedroom, smiling as he sees you sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes glued to your charging port. He walked over, sitting next to you and his eyes flitted to what you were staring at. A light pink- machine- with the tip of it shaped like a mouth.

“Dove” he muttered faintly, confusion written across his face. “What the bloody hell is that?”

You huff, crossing your arms over your chest as you pout. “My new toy.” You mutter. “It’s taking forever to charge.”

His head tilts a little as he looks at it, before shifting his gaze to you. “A toy?” He murmurs faintly. “Like.. a sex toy?”

You look up at him, your head tilting as well. “..yeah?” You say faintly. “Like- you know. A vibrator.”

He stares at you for a few moments before nodding a little, grunting and shifting his gaze downcast. “Right. Right.” He mutters. “Vibrator.” He repeats to himself, testing the words out on his tongue.

You let out a faint breath as you watch him, your eyes narrowing. “You know what a vibrator is, right?”

He quickly scoffs, playfully bumping your shoulder. “Christ in heaven- of course I know what it is. I just- haven’t exactly seen one in a while. Let alone one that looked like that..”

You laugh, shaking your head with amusement. “Fucking hell- I don’t know what I would’ve done if I had to explain a vibrator to you.” You smile. Looking back at the toy, your smile immediately grows when you see that the light is no longer flickering. “Thank god- it’s done.” You beam as you hop over and grab it. Glancing towards the bed, your eyes pause on John and your smile falls. “Oh.” You whisper. “I can’t.. well. Damn it.” You sigh. “I was gonna.. you know. Try it out.”

John’s cheeks flush slightly and he clears his throat, slowly standing up from the bed. “W-well- I won’t stop you, love.” He says quietly. “I can.. stay in the living room. Out of the way.”

You think about it for a moment, eventually sighing. “I can’t just- kick you out like a cat in the rain.” You murmur. “I mean.. do you just want to- I don’t know. Get off together?”

He coughs slightly at your words, reaching up to rub the back of his neck. “Is that what kids these days do?” He chuckles weakly. “Usually we would just.. you know. The bases. There wasn’t any of that fancy stuff.”

You chuckle, moving to sit on the bed with a smile. “It’ll be fun. Tons of people do it, yeah?” You reassure him. “And if you’re not into it we can just watch a movie.”

It didn’t take long for him to strip down to his boxers, gently slipping into bed next to you. It had been a few years since he’d been so.. open with someone else. It was definitely more nerve wracking than he remembered. Watching you get comfortable, your hand holding your new toy slipping between your thighs- fuck. It was going to be a long night.

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revnah1406 · 1 year ago

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⛰️☀️ABBY MASON 🌿🍂

Name: Abigail Mason

Nickname(s): "Abby", "Abs" (only by Woods), Kid, kiddo, girl.

Date of birth: February 29th 2012

Age: 18/19 yo (2030)

Height: 1.65m/5.4 ft

Weight: 56 Kg/ 123.5 lbs

Blood Type: O+

Sexuality: Lesbian

Family:

David Mason (Father) - *Alive*

Alice Johnson (Mother) - *Deceased*

Alex Mason (Grandfather) - *Deceased*

Frank Woods (Adoptive Grandfather) - *Deceased*

Biography:

(Call of duty black ops 2 spoilers!)

Abby is the Daughter of David Mason and Alice Johnson. She was born and raised in an environment full of fun and love. She had a great childhood. But the sad thing is due to her parents job she didn't see them very recently. David in the military and Alice working in the hospital.

But she stayed the majority of her days with the one and only Frank Woods. While her parents worked she was raised by Woods, like he did with David before. She has her best memories with that old man. He taught her a lot of things and told her a lot of stories too.

She loved that old man.

She had an amazing youth until she was 13. One night while visiting Woods in The Vault. They had a strange visit. After all that happened, Menéndez appeared again. Ready to get his revenge for what Woods did years ago. The poor kid didn't know what to do but look. Until suddenly Menéndez aimed a gun at her and shot. She hit the ground holding her chest while she started to bleed out.

Woods couldn't do anything because in the blink of an eye, he got stabbed in the throat with a knife. Abby just could lay there, bleeding out, begging, screaming, witnessing how Menéndez killed the man that practically raised her.

That affected her enormously, and she never was the kid she was once.

Personality:

She was practically raised by Woods, so it's not a surprise that she got a few traits from him. She has a strong personality, not afraid to say what's in her mind, it doesn't matter if she's talking with the fucking president Bosworth herself.

It's hard to gain her trust, she's reluctant and even rude to strangers. But when it comes to friends and family she's pure joy and kindness, she leaves her mean shell aside and she jokes around (usually dark humour), laughs, giggles...

"Abs swears like a sailor but has the imagination of a five year old" - Woods.

She has a really strong bond with her family, it's everything to her, so she would and will do everything for her family.

So it's better not to mess with her but if you earn her trust she will show you that little kid inside her.

She's impatient, stubborn and badly-tempered, but she also has a great imagination and sense of humour. Everything that you can expect from a teenager.

Trivia:

Abby is left-handed

Her name was chosen by Woods, he knew that if his Friend Mason would have a daughter would name her Abigail. So in honour of his memory David and Woods named her like that.

She's Allergic to seafood

She doesn't like sweets and is a huge fan of spicy food. Although the next day she will feel as if she has been hit by a truck.

She has one of Woods' tattoos to honour his memory, although she feels a little bit shy when she has to talk about it.

She swears more than she talks. (She spent too much time with old Woods)

Loves talking and reading about space and astronomy. One of her dreams was to become an astronaut.

Wears silly socks with silly patterns.

Although she was raised by a lieutenant commander and an ex-CIA agent, she has a really anarchical mentality. She doesn't believe in rules or the government and she's not afraid to "debate" it.

OCs canon in Abby's timeline:

Aleks Clarke R. @alypink

Mila (Bell) @efingart

Craig Alan Jones @kaitaiga

Koa "Hunter" Nikau @islandtarochips

Delta (∆):

Moodboard:

Playlist:

You can read more about her here!

👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻

Mason's Legacy

#abby mason #call of duty oc #call of duty oc: abby mason #mason's legacy #call of duty #call of duty black ops #call of duty black ops 2 #call of duty cold war #frank woods #alex mason #david mason #my oc #my art #call of duty fic #cod blops #cod blops 2 #cod cw

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darkrpfinders · 8 months ago

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hello! you can call me xeno 🕷!

i am 18, nonbinary + genderfluid, and use any pronouns.

my sonic the hedgehog spinterest has resurfaced recently, and i'm eager to roleplay it!

my requirements + extra info

- please be within my age range (18+)

- please be capable of writing AT LEAST one paragraph (3-5+ sentences) per response. while i'm willing to write shorter when the time calls for it (motivation, plot, etc) i usually write up to a few paragraphs

- please be comfortable with frequent ooc communication. i am very active in discussing where our plot is gonna go as well as rambling about our characters c: (+ additionally, i would like a bit of ooc chat before we begin our roleplay. i have a lot of headcanons pertaining to certain characters i'd like to share + fetch your approval on!)

- i respond very quickly, most often same day especially when we're writing shorter. my motivation can be sporadic, however, and it might take me a couple days to reply

- i don't do dm roleplays, just because the unorganization of it drives me nuts ^^" i exclusively write on discord and i will make us a server!

- i am all about randomness. if we suddenly have new ideas or plotlines, even if it goes against something already established, that's okay!

- my roleplays aren't for the faint of heart. i love darker subjects and ones generally seen as taboo by others. smut, violence, murder, mental health struggles, pregnancy (yes, in detail from start to finish) and much more. i am very open minded in this aspect lol (+ my only discomforts are incest and minor x adult.)

- i love shipping, especially rarepairs and ones that just don't make sense

- on the topic of shipping, i predominantly write my characters as trans, gay, and overall lgbtq+ (but i like hetero ships too).

- i can do just about any character, i would like if we split up who writes who. i can do any ship too, but i for sure wanna include mephinite ( + mephiles and infinite, with me as infinite.) all in all we can play matchmaker with our characters and decide who we want together before we start.

while i'm not willing to budge on certain guidelines, i'm overall lax and will tweak based on your needs, just ask!

what are we doing?

- i am interested in going a future generation route, playing through our characters lives (and testing how much we can ruin it /silly) we'll mostly be portraying the og characters (and their offspring wayyyy later down the line.) we can come up with a starting plot and wing it from there. i'm unfortunately not open to ocs beyond fanchildren, apologies!

conclusion

i know my guidelines seem very strict but i promise i'm chill :") i'm just very particular in what i'm seeking lol. but yeah reply to ops post with a basic intro and i'll be in touch!

#sonic the hedgehog roleplay #sonic roleplay #sonic rp #sonic the hedgehog rp #mxm #dark roleplay #dark rp #spicy

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theclearblue · 1 year ago

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Have you ever had hard time to enter a fandom that is your whole world in your childhood? So I first watch One Piece when I was 6 about 20 years ago, and I really love it (have the tshirt, shoes, manga, etc). And I followed it until I finished high school. But then I suddenly lose interest. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate it, just don't want to enter to that fandom again. My anime/manga moots now, don't even know that I used to love One Piece.

What do you think is wrong with me? I still watch the new movie if it came out in the cinema and I don't mind to know the update or spoiler of the story, I just don't want to watch the series or read the manga again. I'm weird, right?

I found your blog because of your JJK posts (now I'm into JJK and have at least 4 ships that I really love) also from you I know that Law got turned to a woman (like really)...

And if you aks me, I have ships (mostly mlm and wlw) from any fandom of manga and anime that I consume, except if those series are from my childhood. Like, I can't seem to ship Zoro and Sanji or any other character from OP because in my mind they are all platonic. But you gave me anime/manga that have a little bit bromance, and I'll ship them of course.

After talk it out, I must look really strange to you right? Sorry for this silly ask. Thanks for your blog, I love them. Also, thank you for your anime/manga recs. As BokuAka shipper that last ask of yours really made me happy that they are at least canon-ish....

I don't really think this is weird at all because this happened to me with a different fandom lol. It wasn't a show, but from ages 11-18/19 I was OBSESSED with kpop. I bought the albums and the merch when I could, my original tumblr blog was an Exo blog with about 900ish followers, it was all I listened to for years. And then one day I just stopped. I certainly was sick of kpop fans but nothing major happened for me to lose interest, I just kind of moved on. It happens. And while I still listen to some kpop, it's all the old stuff that I used to like, I don't go and venture out for new music or interact with any fandom with it now. It's the exact same situation you described I think, I don't hate it! But I have zero interest to rejoin the fandom because I do have issues with it and any kind of interaction is just for me at this point. (The next part is about One Piece specifically so I'm gonna put a cut here cause I wrote a lot lmao)

In regards to One Piece specifically, I think I understand where you're coming from. One, it seems like a lot of fans have lost interest at some point (usually between Fishman Island-Dressrosa, or maybe even up to WCI) and some pick it back up, and some don't. And I get that! I think I came into it at the perfect time where even if there is an arc I don't like as much, I always had Wano and Egghead to look forward to, and the end is now in sight. And reading week to week is always going to be a different experience than blitzing through the series like I did. Fortunately Egghead is amazing week to week, this is some of Oda's best work, but if I had to read week to week during, say, Punk Hazard or Dressrosa, yeah I would have complaints and most likely lose interest lmao. I don't know if this was your experience, but you definitely aren't the only one to have lost interest.

The fandom...yeah I have issues lol, particularly with fans from the West. I went to Japan this summer (before starting One Piece) and looking back it stood out to me that One Piece is EVERYWHERE and it's something that everyone loves regardless of age and gender. There were One Piece themed stores I went into where old ladies and middle aged men and little girls were all clearly invested in this series, and from what I've heard the consensus in Japan is that this series is enjoyed by families. I bring that up because the conversation around One Piece is OVERWHELMINGLY dominated by cishet men, usually in their mid 20s to mid 30s, and it shows. I think it is starting to shift to where there's more diversity in the fandom (or at least seen diversity) but man does it have a long way to go. I'm not impressed by how the fandom has reacted to trans characters, in particular Yamato, a trans male character in Wano where you have people still to this day scream about how he is a woman and will die on that hill. I think the whitewashing should of started being a conversation ten years ago instead of the last year or two. I think the issue of sexism within One Piece is complex, and it's not afforded the nuance it deserves from either side. I've stated multiple times I'm not a fan of powerscaling, but oh god is it terrible here, where it has somehow become prioritized for so many fans, even if it doesn't make sense from a narrative or character perspective. And maybe it's an overall media literacy problem, and I really don't mean to come off as a snob here because I certainly don't pick up on everything, but it's insane how many fans do not pick up on the core themes of the series, and just like it for...the fights. All of this to say, I have frustration as well with this fandom.

With the shipping, just always remember that they are ultimately headcanons, and you never have to agree with a headcanon to enjoy something, even if the headcanon is popular. One Piece can be tricky because I very much understand the desire to view things strictly as platonic, and in fact in canon this is what I want, I don't want any of my ships to be confirmed lmao. Where I get hung up a little bit though is that I think multiple characters in the series are queer coded, whether intentional or not. Of course there are the intentional ones like Iva and Bon Clay and Kiku, but I do genuinely believe a lot of the strawhats are queer coded as well, in particular Luffy, Nami, Zoro, Sanji, and Franky. I would be happy to expand on that more in another ask if you would like. But with these characters being queer coded, or at the very least they can be read that way, shipping seems like a natural progression for many fans, even if there is no romantic subtext to speak of. So all in all, I totally understand why shipping is a no go for you with One Piece, but this is my general thought process as I do ship some characters in the series.

TLDR anon is that I don't think you're strange at all, we gain and lose interest in things all of the time, and your concerns with the fandom and the series as a whole are valid I think, I've thought about a lot of the same stuff you have listed here even though I am a big fan.

#also ty for liking my blog and my bokuaka post i'm blushing omg <3 #man wouldnt be crazy if i built this whole blog around jjk and op and bokuaka is what im known for lmaooo #asks

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invinciblerodent · 2 years ago

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for that ask meme arvid, motion and formal 👀

motion: How does your OC move? How does their clothing help or hinder their range of motion? Are they flexible, coordinated, clumsy?

-> This I actually find kind of funny, because by a stroke of luck, he wound up with 18 dex. (For mainly initiative-purposes, he's wearing the gloves of dexterity we got, but tbh, it's much funnier to me to think it's just naturally how he is.) So even though one might expect a dwarf in heavy mail to be all brute force, no grace, he's surprisingly coordinated. He might have very large hands, but they're quick and clever, and while his limbs are short and he's not exactly flexible (quite stiff from carrying the party AND all their shit) (he's, uh. very OP.), he isn't... totally hopelessly inelegant.

He'll be the first to admit that heavy armor is a hindrance, and it does slow him down a lot, but it's... still all he knows. All he's ever worn. He feels very unsafe otherwise.

When we went to get the githyanki egg (after having already killed everyone there, whoops), I used Arvid because nobody else had the jump distance to get up there, so... I like to imagine that Astarion was hopelessly shouting the instructions on how to disarm the traps from the shores, already braced for the inevitable-seeming explosions, and Arvid kinda just... learned how to do it, right then and there. To everyone's utter surprise. He was very, very impressed with himself for that too (as he should be, that was like... 4-5 consecutive successful investigation- AND as many dex checks). That success (and the high praise it is for Astarion to scoff about being relegated to the status of decoration) kept Arvid feeling quite good for a solid two days. Then they met Elminster, so, uh. Yeah, good feelings didn't last.

(I like to imagine that if he hadn't been trained as a cleric, he would be a rogue.)

formal: What's your OC's formal look? Do they like dressing up? Do they have different looks for different occasions?

-> The only formal look he has ever known is the Tempuran ceremonial armor he has only worn a few times in his life (it's like this bronze-gold color with red accents that really clashes with his complexion, looks awful on him), unfortunately. He's a rather austere person when it comes to it, very "utility-forward"- being both a priest, AND a small town man at heart with not many resources to spare, it was just when he got to Baldur's Gate like a year ago that he even started thinking about trying to look nice (which promptly ended with a "no, no, I'd just look silly, lipstick on a pig", poor boy).

Now, while he enjoys the idea of dressing up, he feels rather insecure about anything involving the possibility of him, well, looking nice, in a way that goes beyond being put-together and clean. He has it embedded in his pretty little head that that's about all he can hope to achieve with his looks. Cutting a smart figure, or being handsome, were... never really things he can say he's been accused of. (Well, not to his face, at least.) Either way, he's very much a "dark pants, plain shirt" person.

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Side note, I've been looking at him so long that I barely even notice that he's blue anymore. I moreso just see that he's kinda pale, but his nose and cheeks are a pretty pink.

Which is actually pretty sweet, like I like to imagine that the characters probably see him like this too: at first he was this intimidating, thick trunk of a dwarf soldier that's both duergar-blue, AND armed to the teeth, but if you spend enough time around him and look a bit closer, he's just... a genuinely sweet person. He's withdrawn and buttoned-up, but he's kind, caring, wise, and so what if he's blue and burly, he wouldn't hurt a fly if he can choose to help it instead. When he lets his guard down, he's just nice to be around.

I genuinely love him, lol.

#squirrel plays bg3 #oc: arvid trygg #yay thank youuu #sorry this took a whole day lol #i've two more anons i'll get to those too asap!#one ofthem is for iona which I really appreciate especially since I don't even have visuals for her yet #buuuut that's gonna change sooooooooon

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itslouisan · 11 months ago

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1- Urahara Kisuke from Bleach, Philza, Chiaki namimi, Toph, Ralsei and many others

2- definitely matches, they sound dramatic and I can throw them around, as a kid I used to light them just to watch the fire

3- depends if my cats are there, usually open for my cats but with curtains closed

4- I think none, but I do think maybe Michael Jackson is alive, there's a small chance demons could be real (like for me 0,00001%) and that queen Elizabeth is real

5- brown... hazel...idk the difference between them

6- because I felt too silly/bc I was bored

7- none

8- around 4

9- I don't drink coffee but any temperature of tea slaps

10- definitely, then I would post about it here, on Twitter and TikTok and try to make people make it a trend or gaslight people saying the posts were never real just for memes

11- theater and art class

12- too hot for my liking

13- about 2 hours ago (lunch)

14- don't really care for it

15- yep, I adopt anyone I like and protect my friends like I'm a dad so sure

16- nope

17- nearsighted definitely

18- sometimes 2 in 1 shampoo, conditioner, regular shampoo, soap.

19- nah

20- soda or cola

21- monster high dolls I use for drawing references

22- introverted weird kid who spends too much time online

23- love it, I kill for it

24- drawing, listening to music and swinging my feet

25- maybe lotion? Idk

26- me becoming a big streamer/youtuber, me with my best friends doing anything really

27- 2-6 hours

28- sometimes when I want to hide my face away or when I'm sick

29- idk just enough to not burn or freeze me

30- yep, 2 mugs, 1 plate

31- anime ops, lemon demon, cavetown

32- soft towels that are big

33- me going to the japanese street with my friends to celebrate my b-day

34- under my skin jukebox the ghost, the whole being dead thing pt 1 and 2 of the Beetlejuice musical, most of cavetown songs, most of the "dsmp themed" songs ever

35- BRT

36- none

37-my dad's friends

38- idk coconut ones

39- sometimes

40-yesyes, chocolate biscuits with red berries tea

41- replacing it with tea, no sugar, a bit of honey in it

42- Pinterest, twitch, YouTube and TikTok

43- I hate them, they are only pain, no taste.

44- any rich person, asshole or idk annoying bullies

45- watched bleach, watched Philza, studied, stayed in bed doing nothing and forgot to eat twice

46- Nightmare before Christmas

47- "going to Kumon, I'll see you in a couple of hours, also stop falling off your chair"

48- ehhh godfathers Birthday, it was some expensive sake bs (I liked it, just think alcohol kinda tastes all the same)

49- nope

50- yeah I mean sure

here’s weirder asks

who is/are your comfort character(s)?

lighter or matches?

do you leave the window open at night?

which cryptyd being do you believe in?

what color are your eyes?

why did you do that?

hair-ties or scrunchies?

how many water bottles are in your room right now?

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

would you slaughter the rich?

favorite extracurricular activity?

what kind of day is it?

when was the last time you ate?

do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

can you drive?

are you farsighted or nearsighted?

what hair products do you use?

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

do you say soda or pop?

something you’ve kept since childhood?

what type of person are you?

how do you feel about chilly weather?

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

perfume/body spray or lotion?

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

about how many hours of sleep did you get?

do you wear a mask?

how do you like your shower water?

is there dishes in your room?

what type of music keeps you grounded?

do you have a favorite towel?

the last adventure you’ve been on?

is there a song you know every word to by heart?

what’s your timezone?

how many times have you changed your url?

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

a soap bar that smells good?

do you use lip balm?

did you have any snacks today?

how do you take your coffee?

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

what’s your take on spicy foods?

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

can you remember what happened yesterday?

favorite holiday film?

what was the last message you sent?

when did you first try an alcohol beverage?

can you skip rocks?

can i tag you in random stuff?

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undergrad-infodumps · 1 month ago

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Intro Post

This breaks down my background, potential biases, & identities, followed by a list of encouraged interactions, then a list of interactions that will get you deleted &/or blocked. I also have a section for suggested reads, which I will add to as needed (requests or personal interest). It currently has one book.

Readmore line so you can decide whether to proceed.

(refer to OP here as Spirit or Void— or, if you want to/are feeling silly, Dr. Starship)

University Approach

I won’t share the name of my university or my exact city for safety/privacy reasons, but here are the details I can share.

Country: United States (unfortunately*)

(^ not because I “hate the US” but because the current & historical state across this country has been unstable &, understatement, problematic. This is to say the laws & policies suck, not that the people do.)

General Geography (origin & attending school in): Pacific NW (includes Idaho (ID), Oregon (OR), & Washington (WA))

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Degree Plan: Human Development major & Psychology minor (may return to major later, we’ll see) - overly simplified, my major is “¿how do people work?”

Post-Undergrad Plans: work until a bit more financially steady, then grad school as a researcher (likely out of the USA)

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Current Standing: junior credit standing, but finishing 5th semester

↑ Explanation: I took 17/18/19 credits for my first 3 semesters (2018-2020), putting me ahead credit-wise (for reference: 12 is full-time, 15 is recommended max). I then got a concussion (unrelated/external trauma situation) that rendered me unable to read enough to continue & dropped out. I returned in fall of 2024, finally able to read again, but permanently impaired/disabled (vertigo/mini seizures; cane bound). I am currently finishing spring of 2025.

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Family Educational Background: parents both had bachelor's degrees by the time I began attending, but have outdated & often unhelpful advice (especially across economic/financial changes)

(^ unhelpful as in it was inaccurate &/or it was outright harmful/held me back)

Family Socioeconomic Background: working poor until I was 22, then barely lower middle class (of course when I moved out)

(^ this was with 2 working parents, 1 older sibling)

Current Socioeconomic Status: Lower class (underclass), & been so entire time in higher ed

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Personal Perspective/Background

Body’s Age: 25 years old (11/19/1999)

Name Options: Void or Spirit

(Silly) Nickname Option: Dr Starship*

(* based on my legal name, which I chose because it’s one of “the fastest spaceships to ever spaceship” (my exact search terms, for a story, at 4a); using Dr. because I will be pursuing a PhD as soon as I can & it would be validating to see it now ☺)

Skin Tone: white-passing

(^ with Puerto Rican on mom’s side & potential Nez Perce ancestry on dad’s side; will investigate later)

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Sexual/Romantic Orientation: polyam, queer (t4t lean)

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Current Gender Identity: Genderqueer, abstractly/creatively nonbinary, gender defiant

Current Gender Expression: androgynous or feminine

Pronouns: he/they, but there are others I’m open to. she/it are the only firm “never use”, though I personally don’t identify with food/animal based neopronouns

Transition Stuff: May 2nd will be 2 years on testosterone; top surgery consultation will be April 4th

(↑ this is not to say these are mandatory, but my medical transition informs how people treat me & thus how I see & interact with the world)

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Neurodivergence (acquired): D.I.D., Complex PTSD, Bipolar, traumatic brain injuries x2 (separate occasions, years apart)

Neurodivergence (born into): autistic, ADHD, synesthesia, dyscalculia

Mental Health Management: 5± years of therapy, with meds for bipolar & ADHD since January 2024 (along with diagnoses)

Native Languages: English & español

(^ my Spanish/español is limited in practice right now, a little “rusty”, but I’m open to try if anyone wants to engage en español ☺)

Languages In Progress / Attained Later (Rusty/Limited): (1-2) French (français), (2-3) Italian*, (3) German*, (3) Russian, (3) Irish Gaelic, (3) Greek

* began learning to write dialogue in stories, but started actively learning

↑ number range to indicate current memory/ability: (1) = daily speaking/listening use plausible (rusty); (2) = understand better than speak; (3) = bits & pieces/barely starting

Desire To Learn (Languages): (everything honestly, but—) ASL, Japanese, Hebrew, & more of above

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Raised Religion/Faith: pagan umbrella, atheistic spiritual/animistic (oversimplified for brevity), with a Manifestation Of Belief approach

Chosen Faith: polytheistic, animistic (oversimplified), with a Manifestation Of Belief approach

Please note that everyone is biased in some way; we are always influenced by our experiences of people & the environment around us. This (+ education section) is intended to openly disclose my biases, not to invalidate my opinions. I am open to discussing speculations & whatnot with people whose experiences & perspectives are different.

Encouraged Interactions

1) ¡Questions! Questions on anything shared here, or on concepts/theories you’re interested in, or anything social science-y are welcome.

There are no “stupid” questions; if you are asking, you don’t know the answer (or want a new perspective), and that is a good thing. I will leave anon asks available for anyone who feels embarrassed or ashamed that they need to ask, but please know I will not judge you for asking questions. This includes replies or asks to clarify a post.

2) ¡Requests for advice! (see number 2 below for caveats/clarifiers)

I am limited in my capacity to mediate conflict, but I can hold space for your emotions & guide your learning process. I may have (or be able to find via our databases) the words or phrases to help you articulate your needs or experiences. I can’t guarantee an outcome, but I’m open to try.

3) ¡Requests for definitions!

I will gladly define uncommon words or words you want to know, and I can attempt to synthesize theories or concepts I understand or to explain what a particular study was about.

If you want a longer explanation, let me know, otherwise definition specific requests will be as brief as possible (however possible by request).

4) ¡Requests for sources/references!

(This includes when you are skeptical of information shared; I won’t be offended by a request for further information.)

I will gladly share the research papers & studies I am referring to, though theories will have many. If there is already research (some of this will be curiosity to pursue in grad school), to the best of my ability, I am not going to gatekeep information. I will be limited if something is on a database that costs money (my school pays for access to some of those), but if I have a PDF download I can share that, & if it’s online I can share the site/DOI link, & if it’s in print (book/journal) I can direct you to it.

Most of the time I can share a full APA citation that gives you enough info to seek the sources & confirm the information, but can’t guarantee there will always be a free option (I will offer if I have one).

Recommended Reads*

(* if reading texts or books is accessible to you, or if an audiobook exists. I know Spotify has some of these, & Amazon might, but hopefully there are even better places to find these. I’ll include a summary of what it’s about/why I recommend it.)

Neuroqueer Heresies (Nick Walker, she/her) - unpacking “normal”/“default” vs “abnormal”/“other”, deconstructing moral judgements on complex/diverse & deviant minds, embodying our lived experiences. Some definitions are a little limited (e.g. I think “stimming” should be expanded) but ¡overall it’s a good read!

Rules Of Conduct (limits, dignity)

1) Hate will be blocked. I don’t have the emotional capacity to focus on school and engage with hate.

This doesn’t mean I won’t engage with potentially-bigoted questions, but active hate will be blocked.

2) As far as requests for advice, I am not a licensed mental health professional. I can’t give professional advice, but may be able to tell you when it’s appropriate to seek professional advice. I can give personal advice & subjective interpretations of class content, but I am a whole person with feelings & trauma that may be factually incorrect (and, of course, research is constantly adapting).

Please do not take my advice as professional, objective or perfect/infallible.

3) Very important: Do not correct my language or grammar. I am having fun with language; it’s a form of play.

(You can ask for definitions; see above.)

If something isn’t spelt according to the dictionary (or I’m using “u” in a word like neighbour), I am almost always doing so on purpose. If something uses “baby” language, I am simply letting myself sound/be silly. I am not attempting to “sound academic” all the time.

This space is for me to process however I need to, & if you don’t vibe with me that’s okay. Your emotions are always valid, even though not all conclusions from those feelings will be. If you feel the need, if we don’t vibe, block me & know I hold no malice against you for doing so.

That said, I will delete &/or block any interaction that aims only to correct me. This is potentially educational for others, but overall still a personal blog, and I want to have fun with it.

This does not include informing me of harmful terms, though we may disagree on some queer/nd/otherwise personal (to my identity/life) terms & in that case you’re welcome to block this blog if you need to remove yourself from a space where that term will be used. Otherwise I will adjust my language as needed to chip away at the “master’s house” (oppressive power structures).

Less Brevity: Intentions Here

(If you made it this far, ¡awesome & welcome! This will be actual sentences & paragraphs, not just lists.)

¡Hi! I am an autistic person who is passionate about other people (nonautistic & autistic alike). Understanding how people develop & generally “function” is my favourite thing.

I made this blog because I want somewhere to write out my verbal (written)* processing, and I might as well do it somewhere that could benefit others. Not everyone can afford the time, money, mental effort, etc. that it takes to go to and graduate from college/university, but everyone deserves access to information & education—especially when my passion, social sciences, is so important for people to build secure relationships & effectively communicate with one another.

(* verbal, but not vocal; verbalizing as in translating brain into external communication)

I am currently in the process of self-discovery (identity moratorium), healing trauma, & deconstructing the pathology paradigm (inherently entwined with colonialism, capitalism, etc.). You’re welcome to join me as I share what I’m processing, revise and revisit, and grow as a person.

Also, I want to acknowledge that basically everyone, especially in the USA, is traumatized to some degree. We are all performing “normal”, whatever we were taught that is, & that concept may be more or less disabling (as opposed to enabling) our safety & belongingness in our communities. And in that, we all deserve love, acceptance, & the change required for those. That includes “bigots” (people who were taught dangerous &/or harmful information).

We can’t hate ourselves into a version we love. We can’t hate eachother into a version we love. Radical acceptance & love are required.

Survival brain is the opposite of learning brain; we are least receptive when we are afraid or in pain. We don’t learn when we feel threatened or excluded, we learn when someone is willing to teach & embrace that process.

I am not perfect by any means, but (to the best of my sentient & sensitive capacity) I am willing to teach & embrace that process. I am willing to take in uncomfortable topics or phrasings & approach with an open mind.

I understand how intimidating it can be to approach change & new knowledge, especially when people are telling you your effort won’t be enough. I want to hold compassion for that process.

(This does require others meet me halfway; you can lead a horse to water but can’t show them how to drink.)

My hope overall is that I process what I’m learning more thoroughly and can express my joy, and at least one person learns something helpful &/or healing.

I would like to (as my reframe of the saying goes) feed two birds with one hand.

It’s okay if I end up speaking into the void. But whether you prefer to silently lurk or to pour questions & inspiration into my askbox, if this content helps you in any way, I am grateful for the opportunity to be part of your journey.

With that said, we’re on a steady footing to begin.

¡Stay awhile, get cozy here!— and when you leave, may the magic of this world never fail to find its way to you (or may you create your own). ☺💜

~Nico (Spirit co)

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vulpiximisa · 6 months ago

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monthly delusional magazine aka suddenly theres fighting furries

It was kind of a series that was on my radar because my sister was obsessed with one of the character’s seiyuu and told me that ShiraImu was a dog that transformed but I didn’t think to pick it up until after I finished RobiHachi and found out that the Binan People (which people????) worked on it (both RobiHachi and Mousou).

Anyway, I love watching the Opening for the first time because the song is whack as hell, the dog is dancing and suddenly theres battling furries???? Nothing about the title of the series would have prepared me for the furries. There was talk of the Ancient Civilization “Mo”, which maybe we could have inferred to be “Monster” or something, but when one of the main cast turns into a furry we can assume it’s related to the ancient civilization.

So I guess I didn’t really vibe with any of the main cast, where Jiro and Saburo were probably the least offensive to me.

Irish looking man boy (apparently he’s 18???) Goro comes in as an over enthusiastic scientist (I really think they’re not using the correct term. Maybe like anthropologist?) to this new publishing company where the rest of the “company” don’t really care, so it makes him come off as super pushy, which, isn’t quite endearing to me. Stop trying to make Over Scientific happen. There's nothing scientific about any of this stuff.

Taro, lazy woman “obsessed” “loser”, where he’s more concerned about getting married than keeping a job, is the one to transform and “save the day”. I put woman obsessed in quotes because he’s not exactly the generic skirt chasing womanizer, he has an idea of what he wants in a relationship, just nobody is seeing the vision. Anyway, not too fond of him either, maybe I don’t care too much for the “mendokusai” attitude along with the want/need of getting married.

Jiro seems like the most mature of the group despite being the youngest, but the times when he acts his age is cute, (excited about taking photos, being jealous of Taro getting hitched).

I think I liked Saburo better before we found out he was a whole ass man, even though I’d been told before hand that he was going to transform. He was funnier when he was just the silly dog that can dance and got better game than Taro. Though in the last few episodes it feels like Saburo was kind of playing the bokke with Goro, so I thought that was kind of fun.

I wasn’t too invested in the plot, finding the Mo Parts to unravel the Mo Continent, being stopped by Goons from An Organization who are after the same thing. I think I was more surprised that the two goons (Perch & Noin, I’m still trying to figure out if theres a pun involved in their name) transformed, and then Jiro. I don’t know why I thought the formula was that Taro, the one that could see supernatural things, is the only one who could transform. Given Jiro had healing powers, I thought it would have been obvious, but I guess there was no hint of Jiro’s Mo form in the OP, so I think it was a nice surprise.

I think I was only seriously invested when we got to Four Tune’s episode. Unfortunately I am too familiar with Kugimiya Rie’s voice that I knew right away that she was Catherine. But I thought her and Edward were so sweet, so I was also really confused on what was going to happen with the plot when Catherine just took all the Mo parts.

The story was Going somewhere, but I felt like it was a little messy. Like why did Catherine never tell Edward that she was also gathering Mo parts. Seems counterproductive if she knew that he was looking for them as well and being hindered by her own group looking for the parts. (Also Noin and Perch not recognizing Catherine? I guess she only dresses up to go to the cafe, because Edward also took a moment to recognize her. I guess she walks around messy when she visits him to get petted.) Anyway, the whole “eradication of Human Kind” was kind of…. Kinda wish we had a bit more of Catherine showing disdain towards humans, aside from her dealing with the shitty people as Four Tune. Did she really not think about Edward before she thought of everything for the whole 15 years. If it was something like “we will blow up the planet, but those who are in the continent with us right now would be okay” I think I would accept that, but it felt like she Forgot that Edward was human.

I know they’re an Advanced Ancient Civilization, but why would there even be such a convenient device if The King didn’t even want for it to be used. How convenient was it that the only way to deactivate the undeactivatable weapon was to sink the entire continent.

I also wasn’t too fond of the climax. It did feel like they were trying to give Goro some spotlight for deciphering the tablet, but then it was just Jiro and Taro racing off to the high point. Saburo was literally there to be silly and sing his bard song. …Until he transforms again into A Big Mo Bird????

I have soooo many questions about past Jiro and Taro. Like, I’m assuming Jiro has a crush on Taro because of their past relation, their past relation being up for interpretation, but the age gap is so questionable. I would have liked to see past Taro dying first, hence he getting to start reincarnating first and then Jiro following later, that’s why he’s so much younger. Unless it’s like, Jiro died first and cycled around that the ages get messed up. ??? Anyway, big loss that we didn’t get a clear answer from Taro’s memory loss. Like, they assumed he didn’t want to remember? Was it because Jiro died? ??? I didn’t like that he just got a few flashbacks and was suddenly sentient. There could have been a whole “oh nooo the memories are coming in *holds head in pain* *tears in eyes* I remember now” scene.

I felt like the series is more serious than something like Binan and RobiHachi. I haven’t seen Fairy Ranmaru, where I guess they do take themselves seriously, but I think they took themselves seriously for the most part here. I did laugh at Tiger-Taro doing Bollywood dance and ice skating but I think the tone of the series was not as comedic as I thought it could have been/ would be. The discovery of other M civilizations seems like a joke though but I honestly don’t know if it is or not. (I thought the little red fortune dispenser would come into play, with the strange character glyph patterns it has.)

Why do the Mo parts give humans/animals weird powers, why does Taro see supernatural stuff, how come Jiro’s powers still come through even though he doesn’t have his memories. Why is Saburo the only Mo reincarnated into a non human, but he has two forms? Why are the stones of the 6 so important, does that mean those 6 are specifically important to the Mo Continent. Jiro, Taro, FourTune, Saburo (?) I get, they’re directly connected to the royal lineage. The question is the bear twins. Who are they and how did they suddenly have the ability to fuse into a giant panda??? Tiger-Taro has the ability to create giant hand claws??? We need more answers about Mo powers.

I thought a few recorder-like tracks sounded sooo familiar and reminiscent of Yuru Camp, and I was right, it was the same composer. I don’t think I know their scary, serious tracks though, so that was very interesting. The character designs are kinda messy to me, bright cyan, green & orange and purple aren’t a very nice color combination for a group, but if they wanted to stand out, I guess.

#pixi watches anime #re monthly delusional magazine

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gimblegamble · 11 months ago

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Wait why did I private this, this shit is hilarious.

OUAW posting don't mind me.

Why did... why did we leave Witchlight Carnival only to drown in the swamp of sorrow-- I already hate Prismere I wanna go home. 🥲

edit 1: nevermind Gideon is peeing everywhere

edit 2: STOP PEEING ON EVERYONE

edit 3: oh my god his fucking legs

edit 4: 3 points of dick damage

edit 5: hell yeah back in the game anyways fetish swamp

edit 6: I love it when ✨something happens✨ and Derek gets to act like he has rabies

edit 7: ah, they've killed him

edit 8: I'm gonna throw up, he gave her the signal whistle

edit 9: I like DM Andy but I just realized how bro him and Mace sounds like IRL. Also like how feral Twig is for Nikkie

edit 10: [Nikkie creating Twig]: these bitches ain't going nowhere without an NPC to drag them along, time to take this in my own hands.

edit 11: [Nikkie]: can I, as a DM, use the word 'hole'? [Everyone]: NO

edit 12: Dang, I can't even imagine how hard it would be to simultaneously DM and be a player character in a DnD session Nikkie is so cool

edit 13: jesus Twig is OP, she killed like 50 rabbits while semi concious

edit 14: I can't wait until OUAW blasts me with sadness while also telling me about piss and nudist cats with fused legs

edit 15: [Mikey]: can I draw on this? [Derek, without an ounce of hesitation]: I'll kill you

edit 16: Derek setting up a future werecat fight

edit 17: Torbek 🥺

edit 18: Nikkie's 'yes, and?' game is fucking phenomenal

edit 19: [Derek not having any enrichment for an hour and a half]: time for curses?

edit 20: its so funny they all just looks so much happier whenever they get cursed

edit 21: despite all the shittalking they all still care about eachother so very much I'm gonna cry

edit 22: Kremmy's eldritch blast hasn't hit an enemy in a while

edit 23: "It didn't ask for this" the funniest fuckin phrase so far (in context)

edit 24: the penis nose curse is always so funny

edit 25: "no he didn't give me a condom, he gave me a folded up piece of paper! probably some resistance code-- oh, no there's the condom" - Kremy

edit 26: Torbek's back! :D

edit 27: proud nudism is contagious.

edit 28: ITS FRIGHTENINGLY CONTAGIOUS

edit 29: JESUS GIDEON IN LOVE IS 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳

edit 30: its always ironic 😔

edit 31: It'd funny because, out of all of the party, it's usually Torbek who keeps track of lore things with the fairy dragon and ClapperClaw

edit 32: NEW CURSE TABLE

edit 33: got my hands on the unedited stuff and????? they're pretty ship friendly??????

edit 34: everyone's clown-sonas are turning out pretty nice

edit 35: " YOU CLOWN BACK UP YOU SILLY FUCK, LET'S GO!"

edit 36: "Torbek just wants to go home" "you are home, you're with us" Immediate waterworks, I'm sobbing

edit 37: something about nickles and Kremy finding silicon breast forms that somehow fit perfectly.

edit 38: my favourite part of the whole play was Hootsie.

edit: 39 the Gideon taking damage every time Mace laughs IRL bit damn near killed me

edit 39.5: Kremy's condom collection grows

edit 40: oh my god NIKKIE! The lore drop from what's basically a comedic bit. AAAAAAA

edit 41: nooooo I love Torbek 🥺🥺🥺🥺

edit 42: say what you want, they really know how to break tension in a good way

edit 43: not the carlfish nooooooooo

edit 44: my head hurts from laughing too hard, I think I'm having heart problems (in a funny way)

edit 45: I'm gonna burst a blood vessel laughing too hard.

edit 46: When will Gideon realize that flirting with Frost is like flirting with a brick wall

edit 47: please stop giving Torbek the bananyas, I cannot think about his long fingers pushing bananyas down anyone's throat again.

edit 48: waiting for a confrontation where the other person doesn't silence Gricko

edit 49: wheres Torbek 🥺🥺🥺

edit 50: "I'M NOT GONNA MISS YOU YOU LITTLE BITCH!" - Twig

edit 51: taking a peek in saltmarsh and-- MUMBO JUMBO MENTION LFGGG

edit 52: why does andy sound like a twink

edit 53: me every time I see my name in the patreons list

edit 54: Derek's Monty voice scratches an itch in my brain I never knew I had.

edit 55: back to OUAW, I really can't get over Mace's regular speaking voice, he has such a jock voice and he says shit like 'jujutsu kaisen' like nothing else... like a jock otaku, a jotaku

edit 56: you know it's back when even Nikkie goes "NOOOO 😭😭"

edit 57: the universal fear of accidentally destroying a bag of holding... Frog of holding?

edit 58: I don't like the shadow demon :( I don't like the frog of holding :(

edit 59: oh its not a frog of holding?

edit 60: I'M SCREAMING, CALL THEIR NAMES KREMY CALL THEM RIGHT NOW

edit 61: TORBEK NO

edit 62: yeah no, I wouldn't be able to watch this without the twists, I'm sorry, I don't- I can't with the fails I'm gonna eat concrete

edit 63: TWIGSIE NO

edit 64: TWIGSIE PLEASE

edit 65: I can't do this tonight man

edit 66: TORBEK NO

EDIT 67: THE WIKI LIED TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

edit 68:

edit 69: nice

edit 70: Kremy... Kremy Kremy Kremy... you are such a simp for your husband. Down horrendous. Down appalling even. I once knew someone like you, I put him in ✨situations✨.

edit 71: wait is there some Briggsy/Torbek stuff anywhere? genuinely curious because of their connection in that oneshot 👀

edit 72: can we not let Torbek end a fight ever again? I don't like being lightly misted by blood and gore everytime he shifts

edit 73: alright alright, listen I'm in it deep enough that I will definitely watch prime okay? I'm doing it piss backwards though and will maybe watch it when I'm done catching up with everything else. I'm trying to speedrun OUAW (badly because I watch the unedited shit + avantris and chill stuff) and I thing I plan on watching Uprooted or Edge of Midnight next. A lot of my motivation for all of this is because of EVERYONE at the table's enthusiasm with their lore like Andy theory crafting at the mere mention of prime plot points? Mace's general everything with anything??? I'm just... in it you know? I love them. I'll watch prime Richie I will. dw about it

edit 74: ASS BACKWARDS NOT PISS

edit 75: LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE LORE

edit 76: I need somebody to look at me the way Mace looks at anyone on the table who drops lore unfamiliar to him. Curious, focused, a bit apprehensive, staring you down as if he wants to bore holes on your forehead.

edit 77: whiplash again... my neck will never be the same

edit 78: I... CANNOT do this... not again. I"M NOT FUCKING STRONG ENOOOOUUUUUUUGH

edit 79: what the fuck even. NOT HOOTSIE MOTHERFUCKER

edit 80: jesus fucking christ

edit 81: I have recovered

edit 81: Torbek 😭

#delete later #14: i guess it already happens now anyways #51: just... the word not the tuber #54: i realize this reads like i never realized i had a brain and you know what? yeha #72: it just sticks to everything! all over my hair and shit #74: is it even avantris without mention of piss?#75: LORE

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Lmaaoooo https://twitter.com/theeeoniy/status/1664075788797489152?t=y5Tw5SwAEBtKaTDOXbRzWg&s=19 Now this.... https://twitter.com/theeeoniy/status/1664111611836243968?t=0aBOTQbxYNQmd-Xaenysrw&s=19

Okay but I laughed https://twitter.com/mikhaylacl/status/1664083113469947904?t=NgDdZL2skoG5Ck7fvDDdIA&s=19

But about Kai again... he was always there doing the most, whether in EXO, solo or even in S*p*rM, just like Taemin. Damn they're very similar in thie regard 😭🤧 and BTS law is the worst thing that has happened for real, DON'T GIVE ARMCHAIRS MORE POWER WTFFFF

And Suho wedding singer? Seonghwa better sings at OUR wedding 😊

YESSSS I WAS IN THIS AREA AND KEY WAS SO CLOSE TOO AAAAAAAA we waved at each other, uwu https://twitter.com/mingblinger/status/1662430887315664899?t=Uic4HfL4kahn0dMUNSRqiA&s=19

They saw Jesus fr https://twitter.com/butteringcandy/status/1662424918708097028?t=eX7z5yPgT6E1il2L4t4_iA&s=19

This is the song, it's a bside https://twitter.com/otjmkfive/status/1662424320092561408?t=GRq3xZwh4fpEAM2yzWZpKA&s=19

To think fuckass SM wanted them to perform for 5k people EVIL https://twitter.com/flyingone_/status/1662469667938783233?t=jHgLSdwPZY2_mFMJCbGYeQ&s=19

Omfg, no bc some True Beauty stans got mad at OP for tweeting this, like they didn't even say anything awful and also BE SERIOUS THAT WAS UNHINGED https://twitter.com/bloodbendin/status/1659619348120494080?t=OTvASuuv3VxfGZDnUjQ6YA&s=19

I checked the Yoona x Junho drama and I'll be waiting!

I'm sorry Hwa you're gorjus, but once you opened that mouth to reveal chrome silver teeth I jumped 😭😭😭😭 he took the flexing a bit too far. sometimes he's trying too hard with the bad boy persona and I have no choice, but laugh, cause he's so NOT intimidating to me 😅 maybe if they gave grillz to Joong or Mingi it'd be more tolerable, though barely anyone in kpop can pull that look off. Perhaps Taeyong cause he's a weird guy, so paired with silly fits it's kinda a vibe. But SEONGHWA? The mother, the MILF...the vampire, the demon???

Their lore was previously used in a more versatile way even though they were doing pirate concepts for a while, now they're what??? I wanted space cowboys tbh. I feel like the lore is well put together, but also the plot has been kinda lost and idc anymore. I hope they overthrow the government soon so we can smile a little 🙂 I

Taeyong bestie how are you doing ahsgzgzhgabzbzhzgxhxhagaxjds https://twitter.com/mrkyomi/status/1664081703437205504?t=gT-lcqwq9WWej-u2USVN3w&s=19 makes sense why he copyrighted all his tracks. But also uhmmmm

https://twitter.com/taeyeweon/status/1664202682922577921?t=HUXeZEXkzenNjUO-9ACvJA&s=19 💀 the qrts are killing me. The MV teaser?! He's so weird and cool

PLS I WILL EAT HIM AND I'LL FIGHT KQ FOR NOT INCLUDING HWA https://twitter.com/nobodylikehwa/status/1663874270986944513?t=1L4uBdkvfsVhW0ZFBLksOg&s=19 Uhm?! https://twitter.com/thinkingabtpsh/status/1663875558826995715?t=1D37uR0avocuC279tOqfDw&s=19

https://twitter.com/kbs_super/status/1664195076698914819?t=Yh5wmCgy_IMX_jd4xMhbTA&s=19

Me in middle school getting to know kpop cause of SM's artists mostly https://twitter.com/oluwatoge/status/1664089893063016449?t=zHceqprfykF-Hma24Nz9fA&s=19

Fuck them kids, but Skz and Atz on the Return of Superman! Woosanhwa... I just know some of you will get baby fever ajhxhaysuagahsgafasf, not me, but y'all stay safe!

I also rode Ateez's chilli pepper train, lmao KQ is spending all their budget on the promos. And I went to a mini fan meeting with Skz and got gifts and locked eyes with Lino 👀

Heh tenelkadjo new fic alert... NERD?!?! - DV 💖

hello!!!

Yessss EXO comeback without THE Kai makes no sense?! BUT NOW BAEK, XIUMIN AND CHEN SUING?! LET'S FUCKING GO AND KILL SM!!! Though I read it may affect the comeback, I'm so here for this. It's fucked up what SM has been doing... and now they're like "someone's manipulating our artists to sue us!" It's all on you bitches 😭😭😭 everyone should fucking sue, I can only imagine how bad it is for literally everyone if they're treating their senior artists this way. Every day I wake up to more SM bullshit 🤡🤡🤡🤡 they want people to sign contracts for HOW LONG, 18 YEARS?! https://twitter.com/taeikai/status/1664074788002734080?t=NaBQvrarA3_yX7Rc4RBv6w&s=19 /// Lmaaoooo https://twitter.com/theeeoniy/status/1664075788797489152?t=y5Tw5SwAEBtKaTDOXbRzWg&s=19 Now this.... https://twitter.com/theeeoniy/status/1664111611836243968?t=0aBOTQbxYNQmd-Xaenysrw&s=19 /// Okay but I laughed https://twitter.com/mikhaylacl/status/1664083113469947904?t=NgDdZL2skoG5Ck7fvDDdIA&s=19

NO LITERALLY HOW U GONNA DO THE CB WITHOUT THE FACE??? UNBELIEVABLE ALL OF IT ON SM, the lawsuit.. would’ve never thought it be baek to file a case against them, aND THE WAY I SCREAMED YELLED WHEN I SAW IT DHQJDKWHEJQ no bc how incredibly inhumane???? manipulating the then 11 year olds, gaslighting the now 30 year olds??? wow,, 17 year contracts excluding the ones u get if u wanna promo outside??? no mf wonder exo never went outside of korea 😭😭😭😭😭 THE WAY ALL THESE MEMES HAD ME HOLLERING ONE SECOND AND BREAKING DOWN THE OTHER BUT ANON????? WE WON!!!! EXO (+1) SM (OUT) PLAYING THAT ONE RONALDO VIDEO WITH STEREO HEARTS PLAYING IN THE BACK

THEY THOUGHT !!!!! SM, THEY REALLY DID FBWKHDKW tried to pit exo cbx against exo but they uni reversed 🔫🔫 and filed a investigation to get EVERYONES contact to be looked at??? my president is byun baekhyun actually, advocacy for sm artists <3 the way taeyong’s tolo is so chaotic w everything leading up to it 😭😭 AND THE MEDIA PLAY??? SM IS A HELLHOLE ITS LIKE 2009 AND 2014 AGAIN

oh wow, oh wow oh wow the audacity now they’re threatening exo to not speak??? im actually so— no words wow how disgustingly low can they drop

SCREAMING 😭😭 THE FUNNIEST THE TLS BEEN SINCE A WHILEE ive been laughing and giggling every day 😭😭 the “@.aespa BITCH ARE THEY PAYING YOU????” SCREAMS 😭😭😭😭

felt.

imagine how kai’s contract looks like, 21 pages longer bc of his solo activities 😭😭😭😭 aND NOW IMAGINE MARKS???? OH LORD FBWMFJKWDHA ,, FUCK THAT LAW MAN i saw this the other day but they deleted now but,,, the way- got nothing nice to say so i will not

and people did tarot on exo’s and those did not lie once,,, now some say irene and jisoo may also 😶 THE CARDS KNOWWWWW

cbx is the messiah of kpop atp 😭😭

“love” “sincerity” two words ive never heard sm say abt exo

jaejoong will always have the last laugh, he was at taeyeon’s concert and he better sign her and every sm artists 🤚🏻 jaejoong is MY president

ok not even kpop but benz leaving, zlatan retiring, , jennie the idol premiere, mclaren downhill, ferarri ruining their driver’s mental health— oh what? (i just saw this) how they keep him but lose cbx???

????? o everyone’s leaving

🤨🤨 sm media play at it again oh it’s on sight pls visit the sm building to give them a TALK OH ITS ON SIGHT

And Suho wedding singer? Seonghwa better sings at OUR wedding 😊 /// YESSSS I WAS IN THIS AREA AND KEY WAS SO CLOSE TOO AAAAAAAA we waved at each other, uwu https://twitter.com/mingblinger/status/1662430887315664899?t=Uic4HfL4kahn0dMUNSRqiA&s=19

LMFAOOOO IF SEONGHWA EVER RECREATES THAT IT IS MY LAST STRAW,, FBWMDBWKBDKWBDKW HOW DID IT FEEL TO BE THIS CLOSE 😭😭😭😭 OH MY GOF HES SO PRETTY

But CHOI MINHO?! https://twitter.com/TttxxxtttBlue/status/1662437298766741504?t=5JemyryO7lo0kQmV9DwJGA&s=19 Like... https://twitter.com/mingblinger/status/1662822383231574019?t=TmI-_w1N3BDFFRFQ6lGLvg&s=19 /// They saw Jesus fr https://twitter.com/butteringcandy/status/1662424918708097028?t=eX7z5yPgT6E1il2L4t4_iA&s=19 /// This is the song, it's a bside https://twitter.com/otjmkfive/status/1662424320092561408?t=GRq3xZwh4fpEAM2yzWZpKA&s=19

minho’s dilfism at peak omg, MY TURN WHEN ME WHEN ME WHEN!!!!!!!!! omg taemin’s face it’s been so long 🥹🥹🥹

wait the song is 👁👁 kinda hARD LIKE AN ANIME SONG,, SUMMER ANTHEM!!!!! why does onew look like he went back to 2009 😭😭

To think fuckass SM wanted them to perform for 5k people EVIL https://twitter.com/flyingone_/status/1662469667938783233?t=jHgLSdwPZY2_mFMJCbGYeQ&s=19

no bc the audacity??? want shinee to do what cbx are doing, if they lose taemin and taeyeon, sm’s over and gone, im betting ppl will speak up for sure in the next few weeks as their contracts get looked over

true beauty fans, who’s left out of them? everyone’s a hwang inyeop fan, NO BC WHATS SO WRONG ABT THE TWEET ITS SO CORRECT?? like kdramas literally show kimchi slapping 😭😭

I checked the Yoona x Junho drama and I'll be waiting! /// I'm sorry Hwa you're gorjus, but once you opened that mouth to reveal chrome silver teeth I jumped 😭😭😭😭 he took the flexing a bit too far. sometimes he's trying too hard with the bad boy persona and I have no choice, but laugh, cause he's so NOT intimidating to me 😅 maybe if they gave grillz to Joong or Mingi it'd be more tolerable, though barely anyone in kpop can pull that look off. Perhaps Taeyong cause he's a weird guy, so paired with silly fits it's kinda a vibe. But SEONGHWA? The mother, the MILF...the vampire, the demon???

the drama looks super nice hopefully it can get the numbers 😭😭 LMFAOOO HE’S IN HIS YOUNG RICH AND FLEX ERA 😭😭😭 no ur so right broski is a villain not the mr intimidating rapper mingi fbwkddj PLEASE I WANTED MINGI WEARING GRILLS AND DOING HIS GROWL WOULDVE COLLAPSED,, taeyong has the face for it but he went to the braces route,, THE MILF GBNWFBEK vampire, milf, victorian prince, demon and now onto mr grills 😭😭

you’re right, atp i don’t even look at the lore anymore im just trying to get w the music, hoping for some good sounds on this album 🤲🏻 begging to hear good music it’s been a while since rover dropped 😭😭 LMFAOOO NO YEAH NEED SOME SMILING IN LIFE RIGHT NOW

LMFAOOOO ITS THE WAY EVERYTHING AND EVERY CONTROVERSY IS DROPPING DURING HIS SOLO 😭😭😭 no literally get that bag, it’s the way he pushed for his rights too,, hope baek mentors him to speak up against the sm mistreatment and contracts

https://twitter.com/taeyeweon/status/1664202682922577921?t=HUXeZEXkzenNjUO-9ACvJA&s=19 💀 the qrts are killing me. The MV teaser?! He's so weird and cool

will be seated for his comeback, cannot wait for a new sm sound my ears are

the yunho slapping 😭😭😭😭 YEAH SAY UR RIGHTS SEONGHWA, and

park seonghwa with kids. need him to mess something up <3 ateez hello baby is closer

Me in middle school getting to know kpop cause of SM's artists mostly https://twitter.com/oluwatoge/status/1664089893063016449?t=zHceqprfykF-Hma24Nz9fA&s=19

no bc i need to put the blame on someone who made me stan exo and turns out it was me 😔😔

Fuck them kids, but Skz and Atz on the Return of Superman! Woosanhwa... I just know some of you will get baby fever ajhxhaysuagahsgafasf, not me, but y'all stay safe!

WE WILL BE THERE! WE WILL BE THERE MY FIC DREAMS ARE COMING TRUE IM GONNA SEE THE MR AND MISS PARK DUO 🫡🫡

I also rode Ateez's chilli pepper train, lmao KQ is spending all their budget on the promos. And I went to a mini fan meeting with Skz and got gifts and locked eyes with Lino 👀 /// Heh tenelkadjo new fic alert... NERD?!?! - DV 💖

AAAAAAAA DID U HEAR THE TRUCKS CALLING FOR CHILLIES 😭😭😭😭 mingi skz fan meet….locking eyes….me when. I HAVE NOT READ IT YET BUT IM ON MY WAY 🫡

omg???? i know they’ll be most likely nominated for cupid but their song lovin’ me is so good i tear up, their vocal colour is so pretty 😭😭😭

😶

ningning????

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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eldritch-araneae · 2 years ago

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Hello, I have more Earthspark theories and observations! Spoilers for episodes 11-18 and welcome under the cut!

Observation about Grimlock!

I noticed that despite being controlled by Mandroid's device, he was holding back against Bumblebee! It's especially noticeable when you see him more actively chasing and firing at Terrans (he doesn't know them, makes sense) or how controlled Hashtag was acting!

In fact, we can see Grimlock shaking and hesitating to attack when Bee was talking to him. Even after he bit Bee's arm, he still didn't even aiming at Bee with fire, even tho Bumblebee was right in front of him!

( Note: idk why, but I suddenly remember the moment from Norse mythology, when Fenrir bites Tyr's hand! Sure gods wanted to chain him, but Tyr was the one who raised him. Bee must be really good with dinobots, maybe one of few friends they have and Grimlock was forced to hurt him. Gosh I can't wait for new episodes to see all the drama!)

No wonder Grim went into rage mode after the device was removed from him. To express all this shit he went through while being controlled. He needs a hug!

A little theory about Bee and GHOST.

I keep thinking about how it's so strange that Schloder was on Bumblebee's trail. Bee was supposed to be dead to GHOST, and even with energon suppressor, they still were after him! Did someone among bots spilled the beans about Bee?

Or Schloder really saw a yellow car appearing in races ( which tbh is still very far-fetched bc yellow cars aren't rarity ahah) and he decided to catch Bee in all costs during all 15 years? Schloder, as silly as he is, was pretty angry at Bumblebee for "deserting Autobots" and he was talking about Bee like he's some kind-of-evil mastermind who takes advantage of good people like Maltos?

What happened? Did Bee accidentally did something to upset Schloder? Or his sister told him some gross lies about Bumblebee being dangerous to humans? So intriguing!

Another thing that bothers me, that yeah, Optimus is absent right now, which is already sus. The only thing we saw is him sending Bumblebee to find Grimlock according to Bee. And Bee said that Optimus got a tip... from who exactly?

Also, why Optimus would send Bumblebee, who's primary role is scouting and espionage, into basically fight-to-death gladiator matches??? Cmon, there are plenty bots who are stronger and more fit to this mission in hiding I'm sure, so why Bee?

Of course, it can be that Bee was tasked to find Grim, and like Bee he is, decided to prove himself and enter the brawls. And sure, he can fight and even win despite being weak he is. Anways, very curious too!

(UPD: Actually to think about it, I won't surprised if Bee went to brawls himself instead of calling for help bc he might feeling guilty for blowing his cover? So risking his life would be his way to make thing right in a way ( like in old comics when blamed himself for letting Ravage escape on his watch and de decided to capture him solo while Optimus is sulking with self-doubt... only to fall into Decepticon trap. Because he didn't see how exactly Bee is doing yet, only knowing he's sad he can't go home.)

I'm getting the impression that GHOST is after Bee, either to catch him, or even get him killed. But why? During trailer I thought that maybe it was to do with AllSpark bc he was carrying it, but we saw Bee quickly passed it to Op and Megs and it was send back to Cybertron. Yet it feels like Croft has some agenda against Bee in particular. Very curious!

Can't wait for new episodes!

(UPD: maybe Croft got a wind that Optimus wants to make a third cybertronian faction outside of her influence ( which the end of ep 10 gave this idea), and I guess they seen that Bee, while inexperienced, still have some leadership traits and she def doesn't want that. esp if Bee is good with humans as well. this will suck for her… unless she get rid of Bee first)

#transformers earthspark spoilers #earthspark spoilers #earthspark #bumblebee #grimlock #ara talks

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darklydeliciousdesires · 2 years ago

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The Dark Passenger - Chapter Twenty Two & Epilogue.

So, besties. I did originally have another chapter after this, but after sitting on it for a couple of weeks after finishing and then re-reading it a few times, I decreed that it was mostly me rambling on and I didn’t like it, so I cut it to a final chapter and epilogue, a result I was much happier with. I can only hope you agree! Thank you so much for your engagement with this story, I’ve been so thrilled with the love it had received along the way. You’ve been a wonderful audience :)

Previous chapters - One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve Thirteen Fourteen Fifteen Sixteen Seventeen Eighteen Nineteen Twenty Twenty One

Words - 4,770

Warnings - 18+ content throughout, minors DNI!

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“Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you,” EZ apologised, turning to stroke Camille’s arm through the darkness. She reached for the bedside lamp, switching it on.

“It’s alright, I wasn’t really fully asleep anyway. I didn’t expect you to be, for obvious reasons.” It was 4am, and they had to be at the hospital by eight, EZ parched and hungry, of course on strict nil by mouth orders, since his surgery was scheduled for 9:30am. “Silly question, but how are you feeling?”

He shuffled closer to her, Camille turning onto her back, EZ resting his head in the crook of her shoulder. “Scared to fucking death, if I’m honest. I trust Doctor Shepherd, I really do because she’s such a surgical genius, going by her track record, but still. I’m frightened, that this might be my last morning lying in bed with you.”

Her emotions wanted to succumb to the heavy stirring his words prompted, but she swallowed down the lump in her throat. She had to be strong for both of them. “It won’t be the last, baby. God can’t take you from me yet. It isn’t your time, I know it. You haven’t been put through all of this not to make it over the final hurdle.”

“You always say all the right things,” he mumbled, turning to kiss the side of her neck, wrapping himself around her, the warmth of her skin comforting. “I hope I live to hear you tell me many more.”

She stroked his head, her nails raking softly over the little bits of new hair growth. “You will, my darling. You will.” She curled around him, holding him tightly, giving him all of the comfort he sought, glad when she heard him begin to snore softly, dozing in her arms for a couple of hours.

He awoke at 6:30am, this time deciding to get up, shutting himself into the bathroom and shedding tears he didn’t want her to see while he took a shower, trying to hold onto a little optimism beneath the fear that was gripping him, the trepidation he felt at knowing he was about to be put under anaesthetic for a minimum of twelve hours while someone cut into his brain.

After pulling himself together, he thought upon the reasoning that had calmed him, knowing that Doctor Shepherd did this daily, that it was her field of expertise, marvelling to himself that something that was so huge for him was just another day for her. He was in awe at that kind of poise and control, thinking that it could have been him with someone else’s life in his hands, had his life gone to how he once planned it and he’d become a cardiovascular surgeon.

By the time he’d cleaned his teeth and dressed, he was feeling a little more positive, but the grip he held Camille’s hand with as they left the hotel room at just gone 7am was tight, nonetheless.

“Good morning, Mr Reyes, Miss Smith,” Doctor Shepherd greeted them with at just coming up to 9am, smiling brightly as she entered his room. “Okay, so all of your pre-op stats look good, do you have any questions before we take you down?”

“I don’t think so, no,” he spoke, Amelia seeing it clearly in him, the nerves.

“Alright, that’s fine. Try to relax, remember, you’re in the best hands. I’ll see you down there.” She nodded curtly and left, going to prepare herself and take a last look at her notes prior to beginning what was to be a long and difficult surgery, but one she was extremely confident over. When it was time for him to go, he held Camille one last time, exchanging kisses with her. How she managed to hold herself together, she didn’t know, her voice shaking a little with emotion.

“I’ll see you later tonight, or tomorrow morning, depending. I’m not leaving the hospital at all. I’ll be right here when you wake up, I promise,” she vouched, her lips meeting his again. “I love you so much.”

“Love you too, baby. Remember that, alright. You’re the entire world to me.” One last kiss and he was wheeled out of the room, Camille waiting until the bed had vanished from view around the corner before she allowed herself the tears she’d held onto so tightly to fall, having a little cry as she made her way to the waiting room.

“Good morning, everyone. Alright, we have Ezekiel Reyes here, thirty-five years old, with a grade five glioblastoma upon the frontal lobe as you can see, with a push of two millimetres into the temporal. The previous prognosis was inoperable, but we all know I love a challenge on a Thursday morning, and we have just that right here. Right, shall we begin? Start the clock. Ten blade, please.” With that, the first incision was made, the viewing gallery full of the residents who wished they could have been chosen to be in the OR with Doctor Shepherd, all curious to watch the huge surgery unfold.

“This margin is so much better than I expected, I can get a beautiful, clean cut along this side. Suction, please,” Amelia began after assessing the area, slicing carefully along the outer wall of the tumour, stopping after a couple of millimetres progress, observing the MRI beamed images, checking her patient’s stats as she and Doctor Anders, her attending, shared thoughts. “Continuing laterally over the parameter onto the posterior ramus, I shan’t divert here until I need to. Look at this, god, he’s lucky. Death can go screw himself. He’s not coming for this man, not today.”

Doctor Anders agreed, his eyes flitting up to the clock. Five hours, thirty-two minutes. At eight hours, the progression had led to the base of the tumour, Ameila stepping back, asking for a few moments while she considered her options in how to proceed. She studied the scans, muttering to herself, taking a breath as she rocked on her heels, her feet tingling a little. “Twelve blade, please. Proceeding bi-laterally against the inferior temporal sulci. Margins are less clear here.”

Less clear was an understatement, Amelia needing a further four hours just to cut around that small area, leading up to the superior temporal sulci by the time the clock ticked over into twelve hours, and only half of the tumour cut away. “You shall not get the better of me, beast. No, you shall not.” She spoke confidently, Doctor Anders having left a short time ago, her reliable soundboard that was Richard Webber at her side.

“Take a pause if you’re unsure, Shepherd,” he advised, watching her blink tightly a few times, knowing she was beginning to stress herself. “Leaving a tiny amount around the hippocampus isn’t a failure if you aren’t sure. Radiotherapy can see to the rest.”

She took a deep breath, nodding. “I know, I know.” Her eyes crinkled in smile as she looked to her side. “You know I don’t enjoy being beaten, though.”

Richard made a small ‘hmph’ that had her chuckling softly. “Tell me something I don’t know. You and your brother, exactly the same.” She thought of her late sibling then and all his surgical brilliance in the same field, closing her eyes for a second, wishing she had a direct line to the other side. “What would Derek do?” The question she thought resounded through her head, looking to the MRI again, her brain ticking along with the minutes.

By thirteen hours and twenty-four minutes, she knew how to proceed.

By fourteen hours, she had made her progress around the hippocampus.

By fifteen hours, she was working onto where the tumour pressed against the temporal lobe.

By nineteen hours and beyond exhausted, she ready to close.

For the entire time, Camille had sat an anxious wreck in the waiting area of Grey-Sloane, napping for a few minutes here and there. At just past four thirty in the morning, she looked up to see a welcome sight in the appearance of a tired looking Doctor Shepherd.

“Well, that was the most complex surgery I have had task me for a number of years, but I’m pleased to say that all went well. I managed to get it all out, every last bit,” she revealed, Camille gasping, getting up to throw her arms around the brilliant surgeon who stood before her, the doctor giving her a fleeting hug before pulling away. “Now comes the part of waiting to see if anything has been affected where his speech and motor skills are concerned. This can be very tricky to tell, even though nothing happened surgically that would point a definitive finger to such, it’s all so complicated that we do have to wait until he comes around. You should go and sleep, and we will call you when he awakes. It could be hours yet.”

Camille was resolute, though. She would not leave that hospital until he did wake. “I think I’m going to stay here, I can’t leave until I’ve seen him. I also cannot thank you enough for what you did for him. Thank you so, so much, Doctor Shepherd. You’re incredible.”

She nodded at the praise, smiling. “I do what I can, and I am pleased I could do this for him, for you both. Try and get some rest, I’m going to do just the same. I’ll remain right here so I’m close by in his immediate post-surgery hours. One of the nurses will come and fetch you once he’s regained consciousness.” Camille thanked her again, taking a seat, kicking off her shoes in the mostly deserted waiting area and curling up on the seats. The relief of knowing that her love had made it through the surgery was so great, she was asleep within minutes.

Five hours later and a nurse shook her awake, smiling kindly. “Miss Smith? Mr Reyes awoke briefly, but it was fleeting. If you’d like to come through, you can sit with him now. It might be a long wait until he wakes again, but the fact that he did open his eyes only for a moment is a very positive sign.” She took a moment to quickly go outside and let his family and hers know that he’d come through the surgery, telling them she’d call when she had more news before being taken up to his room in recovery.

It was frightening, to see him covered in wires, his head back to completely clean shaven, not that she could see much around the myriad of dressings and bandages, his chest slowly rising and falling as the machine he was attached to breathed for him. She leaned down and gently kissed his cheek, tears running down her face. “Told you so,” she whispered, grasping his hand softly, taking a seat at his side. “Told you god wouldn’t take you from me just yet.”

She sat and talked to him, getting up to stretch, napping a little more, only leaving to go and fetch herself coffee on a couple of occasions and stretch her legs, reading one of the two books she’d brought along with her. It was coming up to 6pm when she practically threw the book on the floor, feeling his arm twitch against hers and looking up to see his eyes open, immediately buzzing for the nurse.

She was asked to leave while she and one of the surgeons who had been in the OR with him, Doctor Webber, checked him over, Doctor Shepherd joining them after a few minutes. Camille couldn’t see much through the partially closed blinds, but when one of the nurses stepped out, she could make out that his breathing tube had been removed, which was a good sign, she thought, for him to be breathing on his own thirteen and a half hours post op.

“Okay, Miss Smith, we can have you back in now. We’ve given him a first assessment, and he is completely cognitive, I am thrilled to reveal. Except... it’s all in Spanish. Now, this is not unheard of, I myself began replying in French after my own tumour removal, but in the hours to follow I did revert back to English. He understands everything we’re asking of him, but Doctor Webber and I have only a basic grasp on the language. I don’t suppose you could help us out there?” she asked, Camille smiling.

“I can, actually. I learned Spanish at school. I’m not completely fluent, but I know enough to get me by.” She stood up, walking back in, receiving a very tired smile from EZ, grasping his hand in both of hers as she leaned to kiss him.

“Well, I take it from that, you know exactly who this young lady is?” Doctor Webber asked, EZ nodding minimally.

“Si, mi novia, Camille,” he spoke, before focusing on her. “Cómo estás, querida?”

“I’m fine, baby. I’m just fine. A little thrown, hearing you talking to me in Spanish, but Doctor Shepherd tells me that this can happen after surgery.”

Immediately, EZ looked confused, beginning to speak again, Camille nodding as she took it in. “He says he isn’t consciously doing it. He’s thinking in English, but when he comes to speak, it’s all coming out in Spanish.” She paused while he spoke again, laughing at his words. “He says his mom would be proud, and his brother would be pissed off because he was always the one more fluent than he.”

The doctors both laughed softly. “Well, everything else is perfectly normal on first assessment, and we will take you down for an MRI shortly, once you’ve had something to eat as you’re likely starving by now,” Doctor Webber explained, he and Doctor Shepherd leaving them to talk, EZ revealing he was so hungry, he could happily eat a shoe as long as it had mustard on it.

After he was brought fruit and a sandwich, both of which he ate like he’d never seen food before, he was taken down for a scan, brought back up asleep, since he’d apparently conked out while in the machine, the porter telling Camille it had taken four people to lift him again and still, he hadn’t woken.

It was no surprise to her, knowing exactly how heavy her boyfriend was, or that he’d fallen asleep again. He must’ve been so tired, and in pain too. She was just glad that everything appeared to be normal. His balance and motor skills would furtherly be assessed in the following days, but the fact he could grasp things and feed himself were progressive signs that all was well.

“Te ves cansanda, mi amor,” he told her, stroking her face with his thumb.

“I am, honey. I’m very tired. They said I can stay here for a few more hours, though,” she revealed, stifling a yawn.

“Well, I think I’ll be going back to sleep soon, so you should go back to the hotel.” They both then looked at one another with wide eyes. “That was in English, wasn’t it? I didn’t just think that and not speak it, did I?”

She beamed at him. “No, it was in English. Either that or I’m suddenly telepathic.” He laughed, wincing a little. “God, the fucking headache I have right now. I mean, it’s preferable to the tumour, so I’m not gonna complain much, but yeah. Ouch.”

“I think I’ll leave you to rest, then, as much as I really don’t want to, and come back in the morning.” He agreed that it was a good idea, kissing her goodbye, telling her over and over how much he loved her, clicking the morphine drip he was attached to as soon as she’d left, feeling woozy in the following seconds. Before the dose sent him to sleep, though, he smiled into the dim light of his room, two words resounding through his very sore head.

“It’s gone.”

A happy tear trickled down his cheek as he dozed off.

Epilogue

“So, how big is your scar, then?” Angel asked, sitting on his hotel room bed, Bella next to him as they chatted via FaceTime with EZ, the latter laughing at his sister-in-law.

“Sorry, I know I shouldn’t laugh, B, but your face!”

She frowned, his laughter bursting forth. “I look ridiculous!” Falling asleep in sunglasses had left her with the white marks on her face from such, Angel turning to her and snorting before cracking up, He received a slapped arm for it, Bella mildly fuming.

“As for how big the scar is, I have no idea. They changed the dressing but it’s still a little tender, so it has to remain covered for now,” EZ then went on to explain. “I did manage to walk today, though. They didn’t want to get me up on my feet for forty-eight hours while I rested, so yeah, I managed that okay. Nearly flattened Camille when I wobbled, but other than that, I’m all good.”

“That’s good to hear, bro. Not that you nearly took Camille out, but that you’re making progress. We were nervous as hell, all the way through those nineteen hours, man. I’m so relieved you’ve made it out the other side and shit, and you can put all this behind you. You tell that surgeon from me that she’s a goddamned genius!” EZ vouched that he would before letting them go, the door opening to reveal Camille with a familiar paper bag in her hand.

“Here you go, don’t demolish it all at once,” she told him, handing him the takeout bag from a burger place they’d visited the day before his surgery. The hospital food wasn’t bad at all, but all EZ had been able to think about for the last day was the triple bacon cheeseburger he’d loved so much, Camille telling him she’d fetch one for him on her way in.

“I cannot promise you that at all. Here, I take it one of these is for you?” he replied, taking out one of the two cartons of fries.”

She took it with thanks, placing the drinks down on the cabinet to the side of his bed. “Yes, they are. I did have a chicken burger, but that was gone before I even jumped into the Uber, I was so hungry! Oh, I spoke to mom and dad this morning, they send their love.”

“Tell ‘em the same back, or actually I’ll FaceTime with them later, once they’re back from work. Hang on... what day is it?” He was a little cloudy on that at times, but it was to be expected after all he’d gone through.

“Monday, so yes, they’ll be home from about six tonight,” she confirmed, covering her mouth with her hand as she chewed through her fries. “How are you feeling? Did they get you up again today yet?”

“Only to go to the bathroom, which I managed okay. Doctor Shepherd said that she feels confident enough that I should be able to leave tomorrow, should everything still be progressing like it is.” It was, EZ being discharged just after 10am, surprised at how swiftly it was all moving. He’d expected that he’d need weeks in hospital prior to his first talk with Doctor Shepherd, not understanding how if all his vitals were fine and his brain showing good progress after the surgery, he only needed to keep resting.

He did so in the beautiful surroundings of their hotel room, going straight back to bed again, tired, as he was told to expect for the first few weeks post-surgery. Naturally, he had headaches as well, but nothing that couldn’t be controlled with his painkillers. One headache he’d been anticipating the cease of, an external one, came to an end three days after he’d arrived back at the hotel, receiving a call from an unknown number on his pre-pay.

“Ezekiel.” He’d recognise the strong Irish lilt anywhere, despite only having met the woman once. “I just thought I’d call to let you know that the dominoes have toppled, and I will drive to meet with your VP later this week in order to discuss our arrangement in more detail, since I know you’re still incapacitated at the moment. I'm eager to get this moving.” She paused, lighting a cigarette. “How’d it go, by the way?”

He was surprised she cared, but he could detect a genuine interest in her tones. He’d decided it would be in the best interest of the club, and future harmony with the Sons to reveal his health issues, should he have died on the table, so warned Chibs during their meeting there could be a chance that going forward, it might be Bishop he’d be dealing with, should the worst have happened. “Thanks for the update. As for the surgery, it went well. Nineteen hours saw the entire thing removed.”

Abi’s eyebrows rose significantly. “Jesus in tap shoes, that was a battle, eh? Well, heal well, and I’ll see you at some point in the future, so.” The line clicked dead before he could reply, EZ smiling to himself, his affairs all now in perfect order. With the figureheads of the LNG all taken out in a systematic strike, leaving the foot soldiers in the wind without leadership, the tie was severed. The Mayans were free of it, and for that moment, he was free to focus on someone much, much lovelier.

“How was your bath?” he asked, closing the door after accepting the room service cart that had brought up their dinner.

Immediately, Camille flapped her hands in the direction of the bed. “Get back in there!”

“Damn, I wish you were ordering me back here under the promise of climbing on me.” His confession made her laugh as she dressed in her shorts and vest sleep set, grabbing their plates and taking them to the bed.

“No heavy exerting yourself, doctor’s orders, and you will follow them!”

“Yes, Marge,” he couldn’t help but tease, receiving a soft slap to the chest before she passed over his steak and fries, her mouth-watering at the smell of her plate of spaghetti carbonara. “All jokes aside, I couldn’t have done any of this without you. Thank you, baby, for taking such good care of me.”

She reached for him, stroking his shoulder. “It’s what I’m here for.”

Truly, Camille was his godsend, his shining light, the one person who had refused to let him slide into the jaws of fate. She’d never given up on him, and she never would. In turn, he showed her every day going forward, just how thankful he was for such devotion.

Fifteen months later...

“Camille,” Molly, one of her beauticians called from the counter, Camille at the back of her beauty shop preparing everyone a cold drink. “There’s a gigantic bunch of white roses coming this way.”

She walked forward, grinning happily as she took the delivery from the girl struggling with them, thanking her while taking the card.

‘Happy anniversary, mi amor. Thank you for being so wonderful, for making me proud you’re mine each and every day, and for loving me just as much as I love you. EZ xx’

What a stark contrast it was, from two years before when he’d sent her white roses, all in the interests of keeping her hooked on him, regardless of how he treated her. Now, he sent them to show his love, but his actions and his words always outshone such gestures. He’d promised her he’d show himself to be worthy of her devotion to him, and it was a promise he’d kept.

Shortly after their first Christmas together, Camille had left her job at The Lunar Lounge, finding the perfect property to open her salon in, the business thriving, her customers always leaving with the kind of cheer the proprietor greeted every single one of them who came walking through her door with. She still had her little house, and EZ his apartment over the clubhouse, both enjoying that although very much together, they could have their separate spaces still, a few nights a week spent at hers, a few at his, and a couple free to do as they pleased.

That night, they would be at neither property, though.

“Are you ready?” EZ asked at 6pm, arriving promptly at Camille’s to collect her.

She locked her front door behind her, turning to take the helmet he proffered forth. “Sure am, but I wish you’d tell me where we’re going!”

“You’ll see.” Oh, how she hated when he kept things from her. Just over fifty minutes later, though, and with the sun beginning to sink into the horizon, they pulled up at the coast.

“You always tell me I never take you to the beach enough, so here we are,” he spoke, stowing their helmets away, Camille scanning her surroundings.

“This isn’t far from Bella’s mom’s place, is it?” she spoke, recognising the area, although they’d turned off prior to taking the route that led to Deb’s home.

“Yeah, it’s about a twenty-minute walk that way.” he confirmed, pointing over at the row of beach houses, which all looked like dots in the distance, both descending the small verge that led down to the sand, taking off their shoes, EZ then taking her hand in his.

They walked for just over twenty minutes along the shore, enjoying the sunset, talking about their respective days, EZ suddenly looking worried.

“Shit,” he began, patting his pockets down. “Oh, fuck. I think I dropped my keys.”

Camille’s eyes widened. “Are you sure? I swear, I thought I saw you put them in your hoodie pocket. Are they not there?”

“Nope, but I heard them jingling not long ago, so they must be further on up the beach.” Back they began to walk, EZ trailing back deliberately. “Babe?”

She stopped, turning around, her hands flying to her mouth to see him there, down on one knee, a ring box flipped open.

“Camille Teresa Smith, you mean more to me than words can ever express. You’re the love and light of my life, and I’m thankful for you with every breath I breathe. Will you marry me?”

Her eyes filled with tears in an instant. “Oh my god! Oh my god!” she cried. “Yes!”

It was the greatest answer to a question he’d ever received, pulling the cushion cut diamond ring from the box and sliding onto her finger, her hand trembling, pocketing the box again before he stood with her in his arms, hugging her tightly. He let her down, sharing kisses, Camille’s ears pricking up to a sudden noise coming from the houses.

“What the...” she exclaimed, looking up the beach to see all their friends and family come running from Deb’s property, Camille screaming with laughter.

“Yeah, about that,” EZ began, turning to see Marge and John leading the pack. “Kinda thought you might want to celebrate with everyone you love most.”

She couldn’t help but tease him. “And what if I’d said no?”

“Then they’d have got me plenty drunk to help ease the pain, I guess.” They looked at each other and laughed, Marge launching herself towards her daughter, hugging her tightly as she offered her congratulations, John pulling him into a warm hug.

“Son, I’m thrilled for you,” he spoke warmly, hand rubbing his head with affection. “You too, Camie.”

“Oh my god, we’re going to be sisters-in law!” Bella cried, bouncing up into Camille’s arms as she laughed with happiness, placing her down, moving to hug Felipe.

“Thank you,” he spoke, stepping to the side with her, touching a tender hand to her cheek. “Thank you for loving him as much as you do. I know I might’ve been a cranky, old pain in your ass when we first met, but I see it. Your love got him through the hardest time in his life, and for that, I will never stop being thankful to you, Camille.”

She was touched beyond words, hugging her future father-in-law again, kissing his cheek before one by one, she was congratulated by everyone present, all of them heading back up to the house.

“Shall we?” EZ spoke, jerking his head in the direction.

“Yes, lets.”

And so there they went, heading off into their life together, the dark passenger of their past long gone from the ride they’d begun together, heading off along that long road. It had been rocky to begin with, but now, the road ahead was smooth, and the only passenger upon their journey with them was happiness.

The End.

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raven-of-domain-kwaad · 3 years ago

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Got tagged by @blitzindite for this one. Thanks Oliver!

I’ll give some no pressure tags to @starknstarwars, @swtorpadawan, @sleepswithvillains, @a-master-procrastinator @palepinkycat and anyone else that sees this and wants to give it a go.

1. Why did you choose your url?

I wanted to make a Star Wars blog and I also wanted to show that I was a big fan of the old pre-mouse EU. So I took my favorite EU character, Tahiri Veila, and played around with her experiences to make my url. During the New Jedi Order book series, Tahiri was experimented on by Yuuzhan Vong and an artificial personality, Riina of Domain Kwaad, was created in her mind. I simply replaced the name Riina with my own internet handle Raven and got Raven of Domain Kwaad.

2. Any sideblogs?

This is technically a sideblog actually.

Main is @the-raven-of-highever which is mainly Dragon Age stuff

I also have @ssv-raven which is a mess of Mass Effect, sci-fi, fantasy and other assorted nonsense

3. How long have you been on tumblr?

I think it was 2014 when I first got onto tumblr

4. Why did you originally start your blog?

Originally I made my main for the Assassin’s Creed fandom. Oh boy was I obsessed with AC. Fell hard in love with the Kenway family and Ratonhnhaké:ton / Connor in particular. I was sad when the tumblr fandom just sort of fizzled away and died after being such a fun and big group that I really liked.

5. Why did you choose your icon?

@palepinkycat gave me that incredible piece of my OC Amarra Kine for my birthday and I was immediately head over heels in love with how it looked. I just had to make it my icon so I could always admire it.

Love you Pinky! Thank you so so so much for the gift and all of your amazing artwork for the fandom!

6. Why did you choose your header?

That was another @palepinkycat piece actually and my very first commission. It is of my OC sisters Ryscha and Amarra Kine. They are the main focus of my SWTOR canon so I figured it was appropriate to put them up there as my header.

7. What is your post with the most notes?

This one which I made as a joke after the Echoes of Oblivion trailer came out. Just a silly bit about how Knights and Warriors must be very sick of the Emperor by that point.

8. How many mutuals do you have?

Not a clue. I know I have a number of SWTOR mutuals though

9. How many followers do you have?

115... now excuse me as I go and listen to the song of the same name from CoD Black Ops Zombies lol

10. How many blogs do you follow?

200 but a lot of those haven’t posted in years. Lots of old Assassin’s Creed, Overwatch and trans fem blogs that got lost or just stopped posting after the various fandoms died and the porn ban cracked down on people.

11. Have you ever made a shitpost?

Lol this is tumblr buddy. Of course I have

12. How many times do you use tumblr a day?

Uh... lots. Though in my defense it is my only form of social media. Never had a facebook, twitter or anything else and it is probably going to stay that way.

13. Have you ever fought another blog?

Nope. Is that a thing people do? It sounds exhausting.

14. How do you feel about “need to reblog” posts?

You know how after watching commercials you are filled with the desire to actively avoid the product being advertised? Yeah that is generally what happens to me with those “need to reblog” things. Like buddy I have come to tumblr to unplug from all the atrocities that are happening in the world. You telling me I need to focus on this makes me want to actively ignore it.

15. Do you like tag games?

I do! They are fun and I enjoy reading the answers that other people give.

16. Do you like ask games?

Definitely. I don’t always answer the asks in a timely manner but I do love writing about my OCs

17. Which of your mutuals do you think are tumblr famous?

Not a clue. Got some mutuals that seem to be well established and appreciated members of the SWTOR fandom but no one appears to be tumblr famous.

18. Do you have a crush on a mutual?

Funny story. My partner and I actually met because we were tumblr mutuals. We were both in the Mass Effect fandom and just started DMing each other about our OCs. Started playing Mass Effect 3 online matches together and eventually decided to try out a long distant relationship. It worked and we’ve been living together for five ish years now.

Don’t currently have any crushes on any mutuals but my partner and I are poly so who knows what may happen in the future lol

#about raven #long post

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scattered-shadows · 5 years ago

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You’re traveling to another dimension It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity It is the middle ground between light and shadow, Between science and superstition It ties between the pit of man’s fears and the summit of his knowledge This is the dimension of imagination

An ATEEZ Twilight Zone!AU (masterlist here)

A/N: The third bonus chapter. If Jongho’s previous chapter in this series was dark, this seems even more dark that I had to pause for a bit haha. Posting this waaaaay in advance because I might forget. Happy Birthday Jongho!

XII. The Light (Jongho)

Choi Jongho didn’t know how, didn’t know when, where, nor why of all people, it had to be him. Not only did he have a hard time trying to come to terms with the fact that he was granted this strange ability, but he also had a hard time trying to accept that his ability was perhaps the most unpleasant ability of them all. Choi Jongho had the ability to see if a person was going to die.

After putting off his plans to do his mandatory military service for so long, Jongho finally put his career as a singer on hold to enlist, being stationed at the elite unit after the medical examiners declared him as more than fit and able to take on the work of an active-duty soldier. He didn’t feel too badly about enlisting this time. His members Seonghwa, Hongjoong, Yunho, Yeosang, San, Mingi, and Wooyoung, had all finished theirs and were now just waiting for him. Ateez needed to continue even without him for 18 months.

It made Jongho wonder for a moment as to who would end up belting out those high notes he always hit in their songs. He figured San and Seonghwa would be able to handle it, Wooyoung if it was given to him, or maybe even his Yunho hyung, who always seemed ready to take on anything. Thoughts of who might take over his parts in their previous songs amused him, and made him miss them less while he focused on being a soldier in the meantime.

It was here that he fully realized that he was able to correctly predict who was going to die. Jongho could tell just by seeing a glow on a person’s face. If the strange light shone on them, then he knew their fate was sealed. The first time happened when he accidentally sprained his ankle. A much older guy who was in the infirmary with him was talking animatedly about what happened to him prior to his predicament. It was when Jongho saw the strange light on their face. The man went into cardiac arrest, dying of a heart attack shortly afterward.

The second time happened a month later after their basic training. Jongho received commendations for his marks in every training exercise. Among his colleagues who were standing still, in a salute as they watched him receive his certificate, he found the light again, shining on the face of the military official who handed him the piece of paper commemorating his skills. He later died in his sleep the next day.

The few more times after that were of animals who passed by the bases, chickens who were about to be slaughtered for their upcoming meal to other animals that were accidentally shot down like birds that he saw in the trees. Jongho realized that his ability even extended to animals in that respect, and his ability made it difficult to look at people in the eye without the fear of whether there was a glow on their face or not.

But Jongho’s ability would later be put to the ultimate test: the North had broken its armistice with the South, declaring war once again, all the while he was serving his mandatory service.

With the exception of Seonghwa and Mingi, who were placed on the reserve units because of their injuries over the years, the rest of them were in the front lines. Jongho was lucky Hongjoong got to be in the same unit as he was. The others were scattered in other units. The first few days of the restarted war had him seeing so many glowing faces that he knew meant the end for them. He couldn’t be afraid of his own life, but he was more afraid of the fates that awaited several of a large group of his colleagues. Even as they were taking shelter under a tent in a hidden part of a forest, Jongho couldn’t find it to fully rest after a while of dodging bullets, grenades, mines, and snipers.

“Sergeant?” Jongho approached Hongjoong, who was sitting back on a small bench, eyes closed as if trying to shut out the noises of all the explosions and gunshots. He had to tell someone, and Hongjoong was easily the only one he could open up to.

“Yeah?” Hongjoong opened his eyes to look at the younger. “What’s up?”

“There’s been something on my mind lately, it’s been on my mind for months even before this whole thing started,” Jongho said quietly. He wasn’t so much one to really open up, but in this case, he felt someone had to know.

“Yeah? What’s on your mind?” Hongjoong sensed how bad he felt.

“This is going to sound silly, or crazy even, even I can’t believe I have it,” Jongho’s head was hung low. “For months, ever since I started my military service, I suddenly had this ability to know when a person is going to die soon…” He admitted, going on to explain the first several times he had seen the ominous glow on the faces of people serving with him.

Hongjoong stared at him, unsure of how to react, and Jongho knew it. “Maybe you’re suffering from hallucination,” The older boy muttered.

“Maybe, but that doesn’t explain why it comes true. I just see a light on their faces,” Jongho explained. “Maybe I should have myself checked out,” He said.

“Maybe, I don’t know whether to believe you or not, but there’s a reason why you feel what you feel, we can go to the hospital unit,” Hongjoong suggested, getting up. “Come, we can have you checked out,” He added, and Jongho followed him out of the tent.

Jongho went through several tests in the hospital while Hongjoong waited for him in post-op. The doctors didn’t find anything wrong with him but rather suggested it might have been something induced by the fear of being in war. A psychosomatic occurrence. To him, it was another way of saying that it was all in his head. As he wandered in post-op, he saw a familiar face sitting up and being checked out by the doctors nearby. It was Yeosang, but Jongho stopped in his tracks when he saw the light shining on his face.

“What are you in here for?” He approached the older when the doctors left.

Yeosang pointed to the bandages on his legs. “Shrapnel in the legs and I nearly got mined,” He said. “What are you in for?” The light was still shining on his face.

Jongho just smiled. He felt his heart sink and break, but he couldn’t say anything, instead looked down at the bandages. “I just got myself checked out. Where do you think the others are?”

“Last I heard, Yunho’s still at the front lines, but knowing him, he probably survived or retreated. That guy’s so lucky, I wish I had some of that luck but here we are,” He said. “Wooyoung and San are probably the same.”

“Jongho, we have to go back,” Hongjoong suddenly peeked in the room, making Jongho look up, but he suddenly wished he hadn’t. He saw the light on his hyung’s face as well.

Jongho felt like he could cry, but he held it back. There would be time for crying later, maybe in the midst of both sides stopping to recover the dead. He was going to lose two of his groupmates in this war and it broke his heart. He didn’t say anything and instead gave Yeosang a big hug, a tight hug that quietly meant goodbye before getting back up to leave. Hongjoong waving at Yeosang as well when he peeked in. “I saw the light on Yeosang’s face,” He muttered as they got on the jeep. Hongjoong didn’t seem to hear him but as Jongho got on the jeep, he saw a crowd of doctors and nurses surround Yeosang’s bed, a slight ruckus occurring in the room. Jongho swore he could hear once of the nurses say, “He’s gone.”

Jongho couldn’t find it in himself to look Hongjoong directly anymore as they listened to the plans being made by their superior officer. He could still tell that the light was shining on the older boy’s face. It was a little hard to ignore. “What did the doctors say?” Hongjoong suddenly asked.

“They said there’s nothing wrong with me, that it was a psychosomatic coping mechanism or something like that,” Jongho looked down once the captain was done discussing their plans. “Before we left, I saw the light on Yeosang’s face,” He admitted. “And yours.”

“Those were probably because of the lights from post-op, reflecting on our heads because we’re all so sweaty,” Hongjoong brushed it off. “Try not to tell anyone else about this. They’ll start thinking you’re crazy or that you’re trying to get yourself discharged by acting like it,” He advised, nudging the younger.

“I want to believe that explanation,” Jongho nodded, getting up when their captain told them they were to return.

“Let’s go,” Hongjoong slung his firearms on his back. He rushed over to his bench where he would sleep in, and Jongho noticed he put down bits and pieces of what was in his pockets; their group picture and his family pictures. Some of the jewelry the younger knew he wore a lot, Hongjoong also placed on top of the pictures. He returned to them. “This will hopefully be over soon, and you’ll probably feel a lot better” He smiled, patting Jongho on the back before they left the tent.

They returned hours later, Jongho fighting back the sadness he was feeling. His other hyung had been killed off by a sniper in the midst of the battle. It wasn’t the time or place for it, but the thoughts of that light telling him who was going to die and who wasn’t made him unable to describe what he was feeling.

Ass they all sat down on their makeshift beds, the bed next to Jongho’s being the only unoccupied one, he took the bits of photos and jewelry that were placed there. The captain suddenly approached him. “Sergeant Choi Jongho?” He said.

“Yes?”

“Doctors say your psychosomatic coping mechanism might get you breaking down, they’re advising me to bring you back to headquarters for some rest. Get your things, the driver’s already here” They said to him.

“Yes sir,” Jongho nodded, saluting as he got up, pocketing the photos and jewelry that belonged to Hongjoong. As he packed his things, he saw his reflection on the mirror. Even with the dirt and grime and sweat on his face, there was the light shining over it.

“Are you ready, sergeant?” He saw the driver approach him. Jongho saw the light on his face as well.

Jongho stared at him for a moment. “Yes,” He said quietly, slinging his bag over his shoulder.

“I should advise you to be careful out there on the road,” The captain told them. “There might be hidden mines over there, just watch out.”

“Yes sir,” Jongho and the driver nodded, saluting to their superior officer before leaving the camp. There was nothing else on his mind now. Choi Jongho realized that not even he was exempt from the light as he got on the jeep, the driver immediately bringing them away from the camp and onto the road.

In the distance from the camp, several loud explosions were heard on the road.

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