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thehugwizard · 1 month
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I PASSED MY RED BELT TEST, ONLY 2 MORE BELTS THEN I WILL BE A BLACK BELT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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(Belt) Test Anxiety
Last summer, I wrote a Gen fic about a pre-Karate Kid Jimmy for the @karateclubzine.  I collaborated with @kellmeo, who drew two beautiful pieces to accompany this fic.  I’m sharing my story now as the zine is finished and available.  I also felt that this fic applies to the @ogcobrafest prompt “Belt test”.
Title: (Belt) Test Anxiety
Rating: G
Category: Gen
Main Characters: Jimmy, Bobby
Other Characters: Johnny, Dutch, Tommy, Kreese, non-speaking appearances by minor Cobras
https://archiveofourown.org/works/40034421
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cherieye · 2 years
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My neighbor played this song to help pump me up and to reduce my anxiety on our way to teakwondo for my belt test...and the whole time, I couldn't get this video out of my head! 😂
...and yes, It definitely reduced my anxiety! 😆😂
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sirazaroff · 3 months
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is baby
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raymoo--hackery · 8 months
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cuntyass fox
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kremechihihi · 8 months
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FUTURISMO ⚡️⚡️⚡️
buwan ng wika already passd but i still wanted 2 draw sum futurism in modernized filipiñana garb 4 funs
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stomach-rental · 8 months
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While I've been at work we have these little cards and such we can draw on to put people's names for, but I thought they kinda looked like Pokemon cards. I. Don't really know how Pokemon TCG works but I know I like these guys and I think coming up with moves for them to use and giving them stats can be fun, even if they aren't especially accurate
Feat. my gel pen that would Not Dry Fast Enough and smudged so much
Getting in Deep and all the characters shown belong to @peachnewt!
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astrobei · 2 months
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9 weeks into my second quarter of organic chemistry googling “enantiomer vs diastereomer difference” i should be thrown into academic jail
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Prompt by @rabbit-harpist - Chayanne and Tallulah finally meeting in person. (Also @becauseplot as I saw you were also thinking of this one). I hope this is fine. I rotated it a few times too many oops.
Mention of injured child, but it's just the comfort that comes after.
Chayanne only sits still because Papa has him trapped. Dad isn't here, but his closest sister had updated him on that. She is here now, he knows that, her reaching out every few minutes to check if something scaring her is actually dangerous or not.
None of it has been; Chayanne is still a bit uncertain about some things here, but Dad is with her and would never let anything bad happen to anyone ever. So, he promises her it's okay, that he'll see her soon, that she just has to let Dad and the Doctor look after her and then they could see each other. That's what Papa had said, and Papa does not lie.
(It does not change the fact that he wants his sister /now/.)
She updates him on the other children she was with, too, just like she always has - and just like he does for her. He worries about all of them - Bobby and Pomme and Richarlyson and Trump and Allie and Dapper and Ramón and Leonardra and all his siblings without names - but he worries about her most of all. He can talk to her, and has been able to talk to her since the day she was dragged into life, listless and not yet screaming. He remembers things she cannot, and that he never wants her to, and now he finally, finally gets to see her!
Chayanne asked, once, what she looks like. She didn't know, and he doesn't know either.
Finally, finally, she lets him know that the Doctor has told her she can leave. There's more that she doesn't understand, and if she doesn't understand then she cannot explain it to Chayanne either, but what she does know is that Dad has picked her up, and is bringing her to see Chayanne.
Papa cannot keep Chayanne any more; he squirms his way out of Papa's arms, dropping to the floor and running.
"Chayanne!" Papa calls, also standing up to chase.
Chayanne is little, but he is fast. Papa is also fast, but Chayanne has the head start and knows where he is going; out the door, down the stairs, cross the balcony over the "subsidiary power generator", then-
He does not make it to the then. In the little walkway between that room and the next, he collides with Dad.
Dad only laughs, and ruffles his hair, and yells, "it's okay, Missa! I caught him!"
Chayanne does not have attention for his parents, though; he stares up at the little girl being carried on his Dad's hip.
She is much smaller than him, but then he knows people grow and that she has only been alive for half of his life. Curly brown hair, glowing yellow eyes, a patch on her cheek and neck where dark skin fuses with grey-purple insect shell. She is dressed in one of Pomme's dresses - one of the simpler ones, left open at the back so that little blue wings have the freedom to move - a little loose on her, but also too short.
Under it, Chayanne can see bandages - they make a thicker patch, and poke out of both the sleeve and neckline of the dress. He shudders, remembering the agonising pain from when she was shot.
She stares at Chayanne, before turning to Dad and tugging on his arm. He laughs, and Missa scoops up Chayanne, and Dad says, "I'll let you down once we get to the common room, okay Tallulah? It's still a bit dangerous here."
Chayanne can feel the warning in the back of his mind. He would sulk at being picked up again, except that Papa is picking him up, and Chayanne will never actually refuse him.
Instead he rests his head on Papa's shoulder, ignoring the way his parents talk to instead watch his sister. With one hand he waves to her, and she smiles back - fangs and all.
"/Is Tallulah your name?/" he asks her, in the same way they have always talked.
"/I think so!/" she replies. "/Do you like it/?"
"/It's pretty/."
"/So are your arms/!"
Chayanne looks down to where the glowing patterns on his arms are providing a low light. Wanting to make her happy he pulls up his sleeves, showing off more of the intricate - if random - designs.
He doesn't ask if she is hurting, because he knows that she is. He doesn't ask if she is okay, because he knows that she isn't. He doesn't ask about their sisters, because he knows the two Tallulah came with are safe, as are the ones already here, and that the rest of their siblings are dead.
Instead he shows off the patterns, and points out people they pass, and tries his very best to entertain her.
Eventually they make it to the common room - Chayanne's parents are always slow when they decide to walk and talk, no matter how impatient Chayanne is feeling - and set the two children on the floor.
"Chayanne, this is-" Dad begins.
Chayanne does not listen to him. Instead he runs across the room, and pulls his little sister into a hug.
"Careful!" comes the warning from both parents, one in English and the other in Spanish.
Tallulah is in no more pain from the hug than without it, so Chayanne does not let go. He tucks his precious sister close and he knows he cannot protect her, that the hurt is already done, that he could not even save Bobby when he was right there beside him.
But...
She's here now! Dad actually found her! Helped her! She's safe, and she's okay, just like he promised and promised that she someday would be.
He did not know what a hug was until Papa gave him one, and Tallulah is still a little unsure. Carefully he explains, in that silent way which comes most naturally to them, and she hesitantly wraps her arms around him too.
Carefully, he leans down and taps their foreheads together - the gesture of welcome, of comfort, of family that they eggs developed for themselves, before the adults of The Order came and taught them what hugs are.
That's when the tears spill. Not just Tallulah's, but Chayanne's as well.
"/It hurts it hurts it hurts/," Tallulah whispers into his mind. "/Big brother, I'm scared./"
"/You're safe/," he promises back. "/You're safe, you're safe, you're finally safe - I will protect you now. Together, we're together, we won't ever be apart again. You're home now, this is home, nothing will ever hurt you again, Dad and Papa won't allow it./"
Tallulah does not know what /home/ means, but that's okay. Chayanne is going to teach her.
And that starts with letting go, but holding her hand, and dragging her to the box of children's toys and accessories to pick out the first thing that she will ever own.
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syninplays · 2 months
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I just spent two hours fixing one of the requested dresses and manually applying bones to it (:
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HELLO MY FRIEND HOW ARE YOU? HOW IS CAT??
Well, I am doing well, although recently I had to leave a beautiful house and town and respectable job to move into a hippie commune on the coast as to save money in order to upkeep my pilot studies, as well as decide whether to continue the journey or to return to my homeland, and as it turns out, I’ve done a lot of growing up in the last two years since leaving home and cannot stand hippies, since I’ve become a lot more level-headed and a realist over the road, so life right now is like when Sokka had to put up with those Nomads in Avatar:
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env0 · 5 months
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How I sit half the day at work and stare during belt tests.
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Holter round two for the baby! Cross your fingers and toes for us, hoping for AT LEAST the same and hopefully better results.
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loverofallthingssmart · 9 months
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hey guys. would u still love me if i told u the reason i knwo who kurt vonnegut is
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p0t3nt1al · 5 months
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Camp Hamato Designs - Mikey!
After ANOTHER good while of school and karate (w/ a tournament and upcoming belt test), I hath made ANOTHER Camp Hamato Reference sheet- hooray!!
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CH!Mikey is known for often getting VERY messy at times, but somehow knows how to clean it up with ease! With his cabin being the most creative, his design has a LOT of splotches, matching his markings! Mikey is also known for wearing (some but not all) bracelets not on the wrist, but on his palm and thumb, wanting to have enough space to hold ALL his bracelets! (Some say there’s hundreds of bracelets underneath his ankle warmers and fingerless gloves.) He wears his Cabin (The Orange Originator)’s choker; a orange fabric choker with beads around it!
The Orange Originators’ Fun Facts!
The Orange Originators are well known for many things (ESPECIALLY BRACELET MAKING.)
Because they are well known for their creativity, they do many art-related projects!
Every Camp Season, every Orange Originator will get a paintball gun and outside, before shooting at the cabin’s exterior, giving it a new layer of paint: representing a new beginning! (Mikey takes a picture of the Cabin before being repainted, he loves seeing and remembering the old, while embracing the new.)
They have painting, bracelet-making, sculpting, and even blindfolded painting contests!
The Orange Originators are dubbed as / has the secondary moniker (name) of “The Cabin of Creation”.
They have different divisions in the cabin (as in different areas/ territories of beds and such) named after artists!
They LOVE graphic novels (along with the Blue Beauties)
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sillyfairygarden · 1 year
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you love blood too much (but not like i do, not like i do)
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