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nanaskitten · 6 months

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A little help

minors do not interact! Don't like dont read!

pairing: pervy doctor!jaemin x innocent clueless!reader

warnings: inappropriate medical terminology, non-con, non consensual impregnation, unprofessional medical officer, cameras, non consensual filming and photography

smut under the cut

You had always wanted a baby. It had been you and your husband's dream befire even getting married. However, even though you tried hard, conceiving proved to be a difficult matter. That's why you were sitting here in Na Jaemin's waiting room.

Jaemin was the best gynecologist in the entire country. He had an amazing reputation. He had helped countless patients with conception. Naturally, embarrassing as it were for you, as you grew up conservative, you had no choice but to seek help from the man.

His office was charmingly welcoming. The warm interior was filled with beautifully green, fake plants and gorgeous paintings. You watched pretty little koi fish swim in the large glass fish tank in front of you that seemingly doubled as a coffee table.

You were relaxed. Normally you would've come to this appointment with your husband, however due to being unbelievably busy with work, you were here alone.

It wasnt long before a young man came out of the little room you could only assume to be Na Jaemin's office.

"y/n?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

"That would be me." You nervously spoke. It couldn't have been anyone else, Jaemin knew. He had no other appointments that day and you were the only one there. "Please", he smiled, "come right this way." He smiled as He led you through the door.

For a clinic, it was strangely empty. You had expected to meet many assistants however, apart from the receptionist downstairs and the man himself, there didn't seem to be another worker.

His office was cozy and pretty small. There was the typical doctor's desk and chair, along with the parient's chair and another chair for guardians in one corner. Tucked away in the other corner was a little bed, half of it covered with a curtain. There was a little wash basin and some gloves and other equipment close by. You felt nervous, but at the same time, the man's natural charm and friendly demeanor helped you feel a little bit more at ease.

"So, what can I do for you today y/n?" He asked with the smile you had begun to believe was a signature part of his personality.

"I'm trying to get..." You blushed. You were not used to talking about these types of topics. Fortunately you didn't have to finish your sentence as Jaemin completed it for you. "...a baby?" He asked. You returned a nod.

"Ah yes." His words rang as if it was the most natural thing. "It's common to face difficulties while trying to have a baby." He leaned back.

"There are many different causes", His eyes were glued to your face, never leaving, "sometimes from the man, sometimes from the woman."

He now leaned forward, clasping his hands together and gently propping himself up on his elbows. "In order to treat your infertility, wr must first find out if it's caused by your body. To do that, we can conduct a physical assessment on yours right now. That is, if you consent to it of course." He was speaking professionally. If he had any thoughts of fucking your little cunt full with his cum, you had no clue. You gave him a nod. He was a doctor, he wouldn't do anything weird, right? Wrong, but then again, what you don't know won't hurt you.

"Alright then. I need you to lift up your little skirt and just take off your panties for me okay? Then go lie down on the bed over there", he said, motioning to the bed, "you may cover your upper body with the curtain, if it makes you feel more comfortable." You already felt a little uncomfortable. You were beginning to question your desicions but then decided that you might as well try to treat your infertility, if any, since you were already here. You laid down as he said, using the curtain to cover your chest area as well as face to still protect any decency you had. To be fair, you hadn't much- granted your pussy was on full display on the other side.

You heard the sound of the lock and rubber gloves.

Na Jaemin watched through the discrete screen as you slowly closed your eyes as an attempt to relax. "First I'm going to gently stimulate your vagina and clitoris using a world class medical tool." He smiled to himself as he saw how his voice made you jump a little. You watched how you pressed your legs together as you bit your lips befire you squeaked out a small "okay". He found it so adorable. He just loved when innocent girls like you found themselves alone, without a guardian in his clinic. The moment you made your appointment he could tell you would be a fun one to tease, and maybe even impregnate, if he got lucky.

He gently pressed a glove finger through your folds. You were already so wet. He deducted that you must be in your fertile window. He let his mind drift to how red and plump your lips had been and how wide your eyes were, emphasized by the fact your eyelashes had been so long, dark and curled. 'Oh she's definitely ovulating he thought to himself.

He slowly inserted his finger inside you. He watched your face through the hidden screen as he slowly curled it inside you, while also using his other thumb to rub directly on your clitoris. You left out a soft moan. You were extremely embarrassed to have let yourself do that. This was a physical assessment and here you were moaning on your doctor's bed. You were so ashamed and red, and jaemin just got all the more turned on. "That's alright. Please feel free to enjoy yourself. The next stage of the assessment will begin shortly." You could practically hear his pearly white smile.

The man quietly zipped down his pants. He took his finger out of you to take out his cock and spread lube all over it. He continued to thrust his finger inside of you, in quicker motions as he simulation stroked himself hard and fast. You were so close to coming undone. So close to feeling relief befire he removed his finger. You mewled. The loss of contact with the 'medical tool' leaving you hungry for more.

"I will insert a new, more sophisticated tool now", he told you, breath almost hitched. You hummed.

He thought you looked so adorable. Completely fucked out from just his hand. He entered into you, pushing his raw cock and bottoming out completely, not waiting for you to adjust to his size. He trusted his long hard cock into you slowly several times before picking up his pace. You were close, he could tell. Your legs were shaking and your pussy was leaking. You had no idea what feeling you were experiencing. You felt your body tense up, you wanted more, and more, until suddenly you felt so good. so overwhelmingly good that you closed your eyes, almost falling asleep. You felt The 'device' stop moving as well. You felt something sticky squirter out. It covered your walls from inside, you could tell.

Jaemin had timed himself perfectly to cum with you, at the same time. "You will feel a liquid inside. Don't worry, it's just for stimulation. I will now remove the device and seal your vagina, alright?" It was less of a question than a statement. He worked quickly to insert a plug inside you and wiped himself. He tucked his cock back into his pants before you heard his instructions again. "You may remove the plug after 5 hours. In the meantime, get some bed rest. You may leave."

When you got up, you felt a little embarrassed but you couldn't reason why. You put on your clothes and greeted the doctor on the other side of the curtains.

He looked as professional as ever as he gave you his signature charming smile and handed over a report to you. "The physical assessment was a success. You may have intercourse with your husband. The test shows there's no problem with your body so if problems persist your husband would have to see a doctor."

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3-frogs-in-a-trenchcoat · 5 months

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random thoughts on athena and annabeth

annabeth is widely recognized as the pride of athena's offspring, meaning she would have had to put in the insane level of effort, training and obedience required to reach the level of perfection and devotion that would have earned her the title, both by her peers, her enemies (alecto said something to that effect) and presumably athena herself (im relying on the fact that even in the books the other children of athena we meet dont have magical items from their mother like annabeth has her hat).

but that was before and while she was at camp. before she got to camp and before she met luke and thalia, she was likely relying mostly on her wits to survive, yk, having the strength and training of a SEVEN yr old. its likely athena would have recognized this (even if she doesnt interfere or help bc shes a god and why would she), annabeth gets to camp and becomes a year rounder, she probably gets claimed relatively early in her time at chb (if we leave enough time for her to become her cabin's counselor by virtue of being there the longest). she is able to succeed greatly but thats largely in controlled environment (monsters dont get into camp unless you go looking for them in the forest, and none at camp at the time is purpose looking to kill). annabeth is able to live up to athena's standard of perfection while the conditions are favorable and controlled. its not to say her life wasnt hard at chb, but the point of chb's existence is to keep demigods safe. its literally said the reason she wants to go on a quest is bc the only way left to prove herself to her mother is out there, in the real world, with real threats.

she gets her wish and is thrust in a volatile environment for her, where she knows she is the one with the most experience and takes the responsibility for keeping her friends alive. she is now supposed to be making the kind of serious decisions that she wouldnt have had to face, at least yet, had she stayed at camp. even so annabeth has been and is the picture of unquestionable devotion to athena, and medusa acknowleges it. "i wasnt like you, i WAS you"

but, like medusa, one slip up was all it took to fall from athena's grace. poseidon did not care for medusa but percy does already care deeply for annabeth. once its brought to his attention that the hat is annabeth's only acknowledgment from athena and a reminder that maybe athena does love her, maybe she is watching over her, he does the first thing that comes to his mind to let her keep it, a desicion that is naturally influenced by his own feelings about and for his father and the gods in general. annabeth goes along because, among other reasons, she gets to keep her hat. annabeth is still part human and even then she recognizes that the gods will not like it; her mother does not know her but she knows her mother enough to know her likely reaction. all it takes for annabeth, previously implied the favourite (if that means something), is for her to listen to her emotions, listen to her human side and even listen to percy, for athena to decide that annabeth is not worth it anymore. and she puts the responsability of her wounded pride (poor her) on annabeth even though she very likely knows that both her and grover protested sending the head to olympus for the very same reason she would use to punisher her. bc lets face it, by letting echidna into the arch, athena, a strategist, was probably aware that her daughter would be the one to face the chimera and was not expecting her to survive.

side note: percy makes a pretty logical argument that the head can be considered tribute and why shouldn't it really? athena is embarrased when annabeth kills one of her enemies and sends her the proof but years later sends her to a quest where she KNOWS annabeth will have to kill another of her enemies and offer her the proof, another woman made an enemy only by virtue of a percieved offense. the two situations are barely different but athena gets to decide when something is her will and when its embarrasing. wisdom where??

athena expects her children to honor her by acting on the side of wisdom, whatever that may mean to her. by ignoring the reasons annabeth let the head arrive at olympus and blaming her rather than percy directly, athena shows that she does not believe that emotions have a place in wisdom, in strategic thinking, directly foreshadowing the lesson she is forced to learn (and quickly forget) at the end of the series: (SPOILERS FOR SHOW ONLYS) that MAYBE letting their children feel neglected enough so that they defect to the dark side fighting for their destruction (which nearly succeds by the way, were it not for percy's EMOTION DRIVEN decision to give the dagger to luke, bc lemme tell you that was not the strategic move) was PROBABLY not the wisest move.

and if these things are true for annabeth, the supposed favourite, then how difficult is it for annabeth's siblings to gain their mother's respect or acknowledgement and how easily can they lose it? i would not be surprised if the show sets it up for more children of athena to defect camp than is mentioned in the books. The books don't really specify which cabin lost the most demigods to kronos' side, apart from the unclaimed. but it would not be out of this world to me for children of athena, if tempted by luke and company and they unlearn their belief in their mother's perfection, to associate all those issues to their mother's hypocrisy. and i believe athena to be amongst the most hypocritic gods simply bc of the nature of prioritizing strategy etc above all other things, being the one to recognize the root of the problem and then doing practically nothing better for five more books. especially when from the get go, the show is really honing in on the main character *openly and frequently* questioning the unfairness of the god's treatment, whats not say, after later events ifykyk, children of athena who dont have the same loyalty to percy annabeth does but do have the information at hand she does, wont come to the same conclusion?

#its an unspoken rule that the gods need demigods #athena should be the one that is capable of more easily coming to terms with the fact #yet she acts the same as the others #she doesnt care and will look for the tiniest excuse to give out penalties #and that speaks volumes #shit thats a long read damn #pjo book spoilers i think #percy jackson #annabeth chase #pjo tv show #pjo series #percy jackson tv show #pjo athena #pjo tv show s1 ep4

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ficreadergirl · 2 years

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Part-5 *Y/N kicking the grass and screaming in the garden* Jason: What the fuck Y/N?? Y/N: I!! AM!! ANGRY!!! RRGAGHH!! *kicking the grass harder* Jason: Slow down a bit!! What the fuck happened?? Y/N: Do you like having sex? Jason: 😳 I-- Y/N: Do you like having sex or not Jason??? Jason: I-I l-li-like it. *gulp* Y/N: Uggh!! Why??? Why Jason??? Why?? Jason: I-I'm s-sor-y... *did not understand what the fuck's happening here* Y/N: Why people have sex?? Why all media and people try to fob girls on boys so hard??? Why there's no healthy friendships in media???? Jason: I... 🤨 Y/N: I made my desicion. I won't have sex!! Never and ever!! I'm protesting media!! 😑 Jason: What??? 😐 *gulps harder*

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fallinforerling · 1 year

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*ੈ✩ taylor's songs prompt list ༘♡

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ A/N: What I wrote down are the vibes that each Taylor song gives off FOR ME. But, if you got completely different ones while listening to them, you can list it on the request. I have no problem at all!

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ೃ⁀➷ masterlist

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: ̗̀➛ lover - destined soulmates, perfect match, deep love. | the type of love we all want and manifest while daydreaming. perfect phrase: "i feel like i've known you my whole life"

: ̗̀➛ cardigan - ruined romance, lost chance, hurtful breakup. | the relationship that marked you, and even though you got over it, you'll always remember it from time to time and feel the ghost of the pain. they healed you just to break you again. perfect phrase: "i loved you as much as you hurted me. which was a lot"

: ̗̀➛ august - an affair, a brief romance, secret relationship. | you wanted it to be more, but you were never enough for them; you just wanted to be loved. perfect phrase: "i was up all night wishing you'd call"

: ̗̀➛ style - relinked over and over, same passion, trust issues. | the one person who you can never reject even if you know it's a mistake, years pass and they make you feel the same. they never stay. perfect phrase: "you'll never get over me, i'm unforgettable"

: ̗̀➛ getaway car - rebound, regretting it right away, guilt. | you thought it would make you feel better, but you know you used the other person to get out of a relationship. perfect phrase: "i'm sorry for what i did, i'm sorry about breaking your heart"

: ̗̀➛ paper rings - comitted relationship, finally feeling ready, happiness. | this is your person, you're done looking for anything else because you got everything you ever wanted right here. perfect phrase: "i don't care what happens as long as i'm with you"

: ̗̀➛ don't blame me - love rush, never felt like this before, love of your life. | loving them is like a drug, you never want to leave the honeymoon phase; you're the happiest when you're by their side. perfect phrase: "you're my other half, and without you i'm not myself"

: ̗̀➛ all too well - bad breakup, you lost your self-esteem, why not you? | this one is going to hurt forever and you're going to always wonder what was wrong with you, if it was something you did. you'll curse their name forever. perfect phrase: "i can still remember it like it was yesterday"

: ̗̀➛ anti-hero - bad desicions, self-sabotage, you're the bad guy. | sometimes you're not the victim, and that's okay. you hate yourself for what you'd done. same mistakes over and over. perfect phrase: "i want to, but at the end of the day i'll never learn"

: ̗̀➛ blank space - failed romance, vengence, you didn't loved them. | you have a bad reputation and you like it. you date for fun, so what? and if they did you wrong, you'll just get involvied with their best friend. perfect phrase: "like i care what you think about me"

: ̗̀➛ gorgeous - big crush, obsesed with them, you're too much of a coward, silly jealousy. | they're your friend, but you can't find the courage to tell them how you feel. fake scenarios keep you going. you don't see it, but they flirt with you all the time. perfect phrase: "i wish you notice me at least once, i'm right here"

: ̗̀➛ enchanted - attraction at first sight, crazy chemistry, childish love. | a crush that developed fast and hit you hard. you thought about them all the time since the first time you've met them. they're so dreamy, you wish they could come and confess their love to you. perfect phrase: "i wonder if they noticed how my eyes sparkled when i saw them"

: ̗̀➛ bejeweled - toxic relationship, self-love, validation. | you won't let anyone take you down or extiguish your light because your smile is still the one that brightens every room you step in. perfect phrase: "i don't need you to love me, i already love myself"

: ̗̀➛ the great war - betrayal, resentfulness, stuck in the pass. | you couldn't get over what they did, and maybe you didn't want to either. the scars were too deep to heal. you miss them, but also hate them. perfect phrase: "i can't believe it's possible to love someone as much as you hate them"

: ̗̀➛ delicate - secret relationship, fear of being rejected, deep feelings. | you know you were supposed to be careless and see were does it go, but you like them so much. is it okay to pretend in front of people? you don't know anymore. perfect phrase: "i want you all to myself even though i shouldn't"

: ̗̀➛ karma - betrayal, patience. | they betrayed you, but you know they'll get what they deserve. you're waiting around to corner to see it all. perfect phrase: "i'm sure you knew what was coming. you deserved it"

: ̗̀➛ back to december - guilt, past relationship, you were the jerk. | you still regret how the relationship ended because you two could've been the best couple ever if you just did better; you want them back, but you're not so sure if they want you back. ever. perfect phrase: "if i could back in time i would, but since i can't, i can offer you the promise of something better"

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absolutebozo · 2 months

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So. In light of Clown's recent Welcome Home Update. I'm going to post the story for an AU my friend and I came up with together. This was completed on June 5, 2023. This is technically just part 1 but I have not even thought of starting part 2.

Shadows in a Wonderful Little Home.

Chapter 1: Setting up

What if the puppets were based on real actors? What if something sinister was lurking on set? This AU is based on the puppet as actors who control the puppets and is inspired from a picture of Julie that Clown made. I don't remember if it's canon or not.

A little Author's Note. I do not own Welcome Home or any of the characters. The rights to them belong to Clown. Credit to my homie for helping me make this AU.

Narrator's POV:

The eight cast members: Wally Darling, Barnaby B. Beagle, Howdy Pillar, Sally Starlet, Julie Joyful, Poppy Partridge, Eddie Dear, and Frank Dear, had all known each other and for quite a while. Some for longer than others. Like Barnaby and Wally having been friends since childhood, Frank and Julie also being child hood friends, and Frank and Eddie having been married for six years.

Since all eight of them were very good friends, they decided to make a show together. A show called "Welcome Home." Of course because of all their fame in Hollywood films, it wasn't hard to get their pitch approved by a producer. Before long, production of the show was well under way.

Of course, all eight had helped design the set and made prominent desicions in how things would be set up. A lot of the desicions were based off of the actors real life interests and past. For example, Eddie being a mail man. Eddie had worked as a mailman in his home town when he met Frank and decided to give acting a try. Sally came from a famous family of film producers, hence her last name. She produced some of her own films and plays too. Howdy had helped run the family grocery store while working odd acting jobs and taking off in his career as an actor. The building was laid out in a way where the actors dressing rooms were along the edge of the building, and the two sets (the neighborhood and the forest surrounding Home) were in the middle so they could have adequate space when acting. There was, of course, the same sets, but smaller so that whenever the puppets were used instead of live action, everything would remain proportional.

"I never realized how much went into producing our own show," Julie sighed as she flopped dramatically onto one of the couches in the common are. "Why didn't you say anything Sally? You're the one with producing knowledge, maybe give your friends a heads-up next time?"

"It's not my fault you didn't think it through Julie. You've been an actor in how many movies now?" Sally retorted back playfully. "Hmph," Julie let out while turning her head the other way. "Anyhow, everything seems to be going just fine. Isn't that right Poppy?" Howdy said, turning to the worry-wart of the group. "That's right Howdy. Everything is going jusy splendidly. We haven't run into many hiccups with production of what we want yet! I take that as a good sign." Poppy replied back. "Well, not yet at least. We all know how demanding Wally can be," Barnaby said jokingly, poking his best friend in the arm. "*gasp* I'll have you know, I'm not that demanding. Just meticulous in how I want things done. Like how much hairspray I need in the morning, where my apples are placed, how many apples I have every day-" Wally said, but was cut off by Barnaby plopping his big hand on Wally's face. "I know buddy. I was just joking around." The others giggled at the interaction between the two before heading back to their dressing rooms to start the days production. Every one was always so giddy to get the day started, especially recently since the building of the set was almost finished

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"What. What is that?" One of the set builders, Johnny, asked while looking at the floor. "That looks like. Like a pentagram." Macy, another set builder responded back. "S-so. The rumors are true? I thought that the boss said it WASN'T true!?" Johnny said, starting to freak out a little bit. "I mean, obviously this place was used as the base for a satanic cult and its rituals. How else do you explain the pentagram in the middle of the building?" Macy said back sarcastically. "Listen, we don't speak a word of this. To anyone. We'll just, cover it up. Paint over it and keep building. None of their rituals probably worked anyway" Macy said to Johnny, in hopes that this would calm him down a bit. "B-but. Why shouldn't we tell them? Isn't this, kind of important?" Johnny asked. He turned to Macy slowly. "It's not important if they don't know about it. Hand me the paint bucket." Macy said, starting to get a little exasperated with Johnny.

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"YAY! The set is finally done!" Wally exclaimed happily. "I-m glad we were just able to fit everything in the building and still have Home as the center of the building. It adds something I can't explain, the fact that Home is in the middle." Frank replied back. The eight of them decided that the shows message was going to be inclusivity. With Wally's character and house being in the middle since he was autistic but still really popular as an actor. The seven other cast members unanimously decided to have Wally as the main character because of this, even going so far as to put Wally's house in the very middle. Of course, Wally wasn't the only autistic one, Frank was also autistic, but Wally is a young, up-and-coming star. Everyone decided it would be important to show that you can be young, successful, and neurodivergent. Not that Frank was old, he was only 27, and Wally was 21.

Was.

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azsazz · 6 months

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Well since your requests are closed I thought I could chat to you if that fine.

I noticed a lot of people talking bad about rhys during acosf and like yes he does a few things that I don't understand but like I never really hater him and I loved the scene where Nesta saves Feyre and Rhys gets down on his knees and hugs her. Like I'm not super mad he sent Nesta off to just train but I feel like he went around handling her trauma the wrong way but I can never be fully mad because Nesta met Gwyn and Emerie and everything with training the Priestess and the Valkyries. The only thing that only ever through me off was the one time when Rhys threatens Nesta with Elain. Like making Nesta scry the Cauldron again even after what happened with Elain and telling Nesta its either her or Elain. I"m sorry but that one scene I was really annoyed with everyone, like Rhys and Amren. Because it was making Nesta choose a hard desicion and ye.

Sorry if you disagree with this I just thought about telling you.

yessss i love chatting

i think my issue with acosf was that it felt a little too different from the other books. like, i understand that we were told the previous books in feyres pov, but this one was in third person so technically it wasn't nestas pov but sjms?

i think the whole men getting on their knees thing is a little played out now. and that sucks because man was it great when it happened the one time, but then it happened with both amren and rhys? please.

don't get me wrong, i love rhys, and had until i met azzy the loml.

i mean, if we really think about it, none of them have ever experienced this kind of relationship before. we know the mating bond makes them basically feral, and i do understand why rhys did what he did to protect feyre, but he just didn't really go about it the right way in my opinion but it doesn't mean i hate him for it.

i agree with what you're saying, when rhys basically blackmailed/threatened her into scrying, that was messed up, and if i were feyre i would've been pissed at him for talking to my sisters like that tbh

people always just want to pick sides but lowkey why can't we like everyone? i don't want to choose haha

#ask azsazz

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outsidereveries · 1 year

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— blackpink’s contract negotiations: update of what’s going on and glimpse of the girls’ desicion

i’ve decided to do an update as i am curious because of the twitter (and even tumblr at some point, idr about yt)’s kpop tarot readers why i’m seeing everything differently.

situation about the girls renewing: honestly i do see now why there’s the renewing predictions. yge is trying to cheat in some way, even possibly abuse the girls with “promising” things to the point in the end will make everyone in the group suffer if everything works out in the way yge has planned it, so milking the girls when they can with manipulating is sort of obvious at this point. the situation is like a line and apparently nothing hasn’t changed at this point.

jisoo’s choice: i could say she won’t renew but honestly? she isn’t with hard feelings on the company. i believe jisoo is trying to make the door open if she decides to resign with yge, so her cards can be quite confusing. if someone of the girls actually do renew, it’ll be her. but honestly i am sceptical about her desicion and actions if jisoo decides to renew.

jennie: oh, she’ll leave. the safer option is to run :) however, she might end on bad terms with yge. i think she’s in some sort of quarrel with them currently because of it. if she even renews.. she will be forced.

rosé: she will leave too (obviously), because she’s feeling restricted and many more bad things, like she’s anxious, or doesn’t have ambition at all.. these things, so rosé will act about this and i do see her leaving as fast as possible.

lisa: she will also leave, however i think she’ll be on hiatus after not renewing (she’s obviously returning to thailand). i think the idol work is monotonous to her (similar situation as keita) and because of it she become too anxious.

i think maknae line will be the first announced to leave, after that is jennie (again with cautious because she might be forced to renew), and after that jisoo because she’ll try to make the company’s door still open for her.

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cheesecake-beech · 3 months

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scheduled for 24.02.25

It's the day after. Didn't go to ER. But was dragged to CRC. I don't know what they were hoping to get out of it. Cause now that we're back at home. Nothing's changed but that's how it always plays out even when I tell them everything how I feel. It's like talking to a brick wall that just hopes I'm the one that's going to change my choice.

I'm not getting her back- my cat. I told them why I did what I did. They let my mom know, gave us both options. But I don't think there's anything any amount of talking can undo what's about to be taken away from me. She's just not worth arguing to sometimes.

I felt like It was taking every fibre of my being to even graduate. And it just didn't feel worth it. I'm just wishing this one time I can be a little selfish and just take both of them.

Both of them are even the reason I'm still here, I always said they were the small bits of light in that dark cave of darkness. They always pulled me out and showed me there was something to look forward to, waking up, coming back home.

one of them's being forcefully taken away from me and I have to make the desicion. it just feels so unfair that that's how I have to repay them... I feel so clouded and so unheard.

That everything was for nothing.

I'm sorry If I alarmed any of you. Everything I did was just, me being desperate really trying to find a way out of a bad headspace. But now I'm just trying to really get out of it.

Right now I can't say for sure If I'm still 90 or 60% here. Cause it's so strange how... almost weird how this feels like fate to me.

Like it's really almost my time. Like If life is trying so hard to take away my only will to live, then maybe it might really be a calling. My head is clear, I'm thinking clearly guys. It's just strange how it's happening like this and how hard life is really trying to make it for me. But it seems like this time it's really pushing it.

#cw #tw #tw ideation

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arainmorn-art · 1 year

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A test task I've done right when I got sick, four days ago, so it feels a bit like a fever dream, how I was maniacally drawing, modelling and texturing 3 days in a row. And the final piece has this feverish vibe, I think x) So, the theme was a retrofuturistic dieselpunk+atompunk bomb shelter's atrium leading to living rooms. I didn't know there is a whole genre called atompunk, but apparently good old Fallout series is a part of it. And also it was told that the main focus would be the wall, ceiling, floor and railings design. You have 3 days to make it using any medium. I've decided to use my 2D-concept art skills + modest 3D Blender somewhat skills + aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand my new passion, making procedural textures in Substance Designer, which I've started to learn and use about a 1,5 month now. I thought, let's mix useful and pleasurable, shall we? The best way to learn something is learning it on the field. Come on, I've learned Photoshop while drawing my first picture book in uni, it works.

First thing first is to find the whole vibe. I'm by far not an architecture expert, most of my life I've been drawing characters, but the thing I've learned about it that there should be a pleasing repeated pattern of shapes to look at. As it doesn't suppose to look natural\organic, there should be a decent amount of straight lines, so it will look manmade. And it's freakin' hard to find this fine line between atompunk and regular sci-fi and I don't think I've managed it. But that's the thing with test tasks, what matters is: • the amount and diversity of variations you provide • your desicion making to show what you as a professional think works best • your ability to turn any variation into a project • your determination to finish it Even if your choice might not fit the project one employer has in their mind, other potential employers will see your work too and might find it fitting for their projects.

My idea was to create a wall of doors that will also be a tileable wall texture that I'd do in Substance Designer. I was so thrilled about it as I was so inspired by so many tutorials on Youtube and Artstation how it would be fun to do my first sci-fi panel...

...and oh my friggin' gosh it took me 6h in one sit to make it. I was so focused I think I've rarely breathed, my shoulder was aching and burning form tension, it was about 01:00 am and I was slightly panicking if I could finish everything else. It was the end of a day 2, I've spent 1.5 day on concept arts and this door. But still I was determined, as having a clear idea what to do (concept-art) and a tile that will cover 1\3 of the final piece (doors) is already a lot. Everything else can be improvised on the go. I've tested my door texture in Blender, was relieved it works and went to sleep. And I was also getting slightly cold and coughing a little, but I haven't thought about it.

When I have a goal, I even wake earlier than usual. It's a day 3, I must put everything in it. So after a really challenging for a texture novice like me door creating a floor tiles was like walk in the park. It was fun, not painful and done before the noon, so I was confident in myself. And I've began my blocking in Blender. It is not by any mean a sophisticated 3d-modelling as a true 3d-artist would do. If any professional 3d-artist looks inside my Blender kitchen, their hair would turn grey. I do the same when I model my scenes for Deciphering comic: if it looks right, than it works for me. In game development production it's also the case that concept artist's models are only a reference for 3d-artists, so if you are a concept artist you can just don't bother about how technically disasterous and wrong in terms of wireframe and polygons your models could be.

Slightly unreasonable tangent: Blender, why are you such a bitch when it comes to spiral stairs?! WHY? Why, you caprisous shmack, what the matter with you, why can't you do a decent spiral stairs in the first try?! Why every time I'm doing the spiral stairs I have to pull my hair from the head, dance with drums and shout curses at you, and you still do it through you digital asshole?! So... yeah. My initial idea with a solid staircase went to the trashbin as I couldn't handle mine and Blender's temper and there've been not so much time left, it was around 8 pm. So I was thinking on my foot how I could turn it into something that looks like a designer desicion and not rushed last minute one, but yeah, I've failed it. I've also find out that I got sick and had a high body temperature. Yay!

By the way, stained glass looking texture on walls was an accident. When I was testing my door texture, I've made a mistake an applied it on the whole bloking area. It stretched across everything in an ugly way, but... this screen pattern looked good. Surprisingly good. It would be a crazy idea to have a glass walls in the suposed bomb shelter, but... damn it looked interesting. So I've created a new texture just for this part. Yeah, design over functionality, that's how it gets born, that's how it goes. Just some happy accidents.

Then I've figured it would be a right time to do a fast concepts for railings... but my tablet decided to not respond. I've tried to install new drivers, checked eveything, lost an hour on it and decided: f*ck it, I'll finish it with my mouse if I must. Luckily I still had my Samsung Galaxy tablet so I quickly doodle some designes for railings. But composing the final concept art was still going to be done by mouse.

This is when I've accepted that this is more a steampunk-ish train station with a bit of 60s than a bomb shelter and let it go. We have high ceilings? Let's have polls to the roof. No, let's also have a balcony under the roof. Let's have an elevator with glass and metal ornaments. Let it be more retro than futuristic! Can you hear I had a high temperature and feverish determination? I've made several Eevee shots as they were fast to render and compose.

And a Cycles engine one for a better presentation. As my tablet died, there wasn't much I could paint over it, but I've tried to hide a couple of rendering mistakes. Mostly it was just about composing rendering maps, masks and filters in Photoshop - and I also was close to my limits as it was 02:30 am when I've finished it.

It looks a bit as this whole location is underwater, but it's fine. Brings some mystery to it. Next morning I've send and still haven't received any answer. But it's alright, if they don't find it fitting, and decline. It's actually happened to me several times, when my test tasks for one company is liked by other one. That's not the main case I'm talking about. Every now and then an artist should do some kind of challenge, as only challenging yourself you learn something new. It's a never-ending journey and that's the beauty of art, it's not just a job, it's a way of life. And gee I've learned several things during this one! It may look like a screenshots from 2000s oldschool videogame, but hella I love old school videogames. It may not lead me to a new job in a short run, but in the long one it feels like a one of a millions steps in my art journey and I'm strangely inspired to create more of this obscure kind of environments.

And thanks for reading!

#my art #my post #scifi #science fiction #retro science fiction #retro scifi #retro futuristic #concept art #environment concept #game concept art #atompunk #steampunk #blender #substance designer #interior design #futuristic #environment concept art #atrium #arainmorn's art

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splendontcore · 11 months

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Disclaimer: this was originally to be a little animatic...but it would be kind of complicated because of the music, the illustrations and because original script was 24 pages long, so i decided to make a fanfic instead. Sorry for any misspelling/grammar error, im still learning!

Special delivery!

It's sunday at Happy Tree Town. June 18th, 2006, fathers day! The low population of this insignificant place with such impressive green architecture was surely celebrating this important date. Who wouldn't be grateful for their father's existence? They didnt just give permissions when mom's doesn't want to, but also carrying you in the good path. Guiding every instance of your life and helping you to take good desicions...However, its a whole spectrum. Theres good dads, for example Petunia's dad, Mr. Kirainai; a hardworking business man who always mind about his family and cares that much about her only daughter that he even created a spot for her in the company which she is going to run someday, what a great heart he has! A dad would do anything for their children after all! But there's also bad dads, Tommy's dad could nail the subjet really well; Mr. Graff... he's at jail, some people especulate the reason was some domestic disputee that ended up with Tommy's older sister taking care of what was left alive...that's awful. And then, there are just dad's...neither good or bad. Most of the town old folks would fit in this term. Perfection doesn't exist, everyone is quite aware of that, but the closest thing to that its the delicious smell that Happy Tree Bakery left in the town's air. It was run by a sweet southern lady and her husband, who were expecting a baby boy, just called Ma and Pop by the town folks. Time passed and at the time this sweet moment happened, it was just the husband who was in charge.

Francis Cooper and their squirrel pet Splendont, named after the Splendid's comic character and not the infamous antihero in disguise obviously, walked to the big ol empty tree stump reused as small bakery, greeted by the smell of freshly baked pastries and the sound of cheerful customers.

-Pop, happy Father's Day! I'd like to place an order for some special donuts.

Francis said, with a gentle smile.

-Thank you, Franny honey! What can I get for you today?

Francis glances at the menu board, pondering their choices.

-I'll have a box of honey drizzled donuts, a box of bacon and syrup donuts, and a box of jelly-filled donuts.

Pop starts preparing the donuts, skillfully drizzling honey, sprinkling bacon bits, and filling the donuts with jelly.

Francis gets s bit curious, wasnt today an important day to remember the importance of dad in their life? Why he was working in his normal schedule insted of spending time bonding with this only child?

-Pop, why are you working on Father's Day? Don't you want to spend time with your son?

Pop left escape a small sigh and keep working in the order as he speaks.

-Well, you see, Franny, my deceased wife always encouraged hard work. She believed that putting love and dedication into what we do is important. So, in her honor, I continue to bake and serve delicious treats on special days like this.

Franci's eyes widen with understanding and admiration.

-That's really admirable, Pop. Your wife's values live on through your dedication. And I'm sure your baby son appreciates it too.

-Thank you, Flaky. At the end of the day, I'll have some quality time with my son. It's all about finding a balance.

Francis smiles, feeling a sense of warmth and connection. Then they tooks their wallet and took some money.

-Here's the payment, Pop. I hope these donuts bring joy to whose receive them.

Pop took the money while smiling back at the them.

-Thank you, Franny. I'm sure they'll love them.

Francis bids farewell to Pop, carrying the boxes of donuts, ready to surprise the fathers in their life.

Then they walks along the quiet streets, a determined look on their face can be seen on. Splendont scampers alongside them.

-So, Flaky, why did you get so many boxes of donuts? Last time I checked, you only have one dad.

Splendont said, while raising one of his stupid squirrel eyebrows.

-Well, Splendont, these boxes aren't just for my dad. They're for the significant men in my life who have been like fathers to me.

Splendont looks intrigued, his curiosity piqued.

-Ah, I see. Pray, do tell, who are these lucky recipients?

Francis stopped for a moment, trying to explain Splendont the significant bonds they has.

-First, there's Stephen's dad. You know...when we were toddlers, his parents used to take care of me. They were like second parents to me when my own dad was still grieving for my mom's loss. Then there's Mr. Johnson, my history teacher. He moved next to my house a few years ago. His own children don't visit him, so my presence helps fill that void in his life. He's been like a father figure to me.

-Oh, the retired soldier with the thousand miles stare? Interesting. And anyone else?

Franci's gaze becomes more solemn as they speaks.

-Lastly, there's my real dad. Despite his struggles with drug problems, I still care for him and hope that someday he can overcome them and be like he used to be in my childhood. He may not be a perfect dad, but he's still my dad.

Splendont's eyes soften as he takes in Flaky's words. He lefts his sarcastic comments behind to speak his mind.

-I didn't realize how many people hold a special place in your heart, kiddo. That's quite remarkable.

Francis nods as they resume their walk.

-They may not be related to me by blood, but they have made a significant impact on my life. And I want to show my appreciation for them.

Francis stops in front of Stephen's house.

-Oh, and I also wanted to send something to my yayo in Spain, but I already sent him a postcard a few weeks ago, I hope he receives it.

Francis knocks on Stephen's door, ready to give the gratitude filled boxes. They stands at the doorstep, holding the box of donuts, as Sofia, Stephen's older sister, opens the door. Sofia rolls her eyes at the sight of Francis.

-Ah, genial, es otro de los amigos inadaptados de Stephen. Stephen, your little buddy is here!

Sofia walks away, heading to the dining room where the family is gathered for the Father's Day celebration. The aroma of Chilean cuisine fills the air.

Francis shifts uncomfortably, feeling a bit out of place, maybe they should planned this to happen earlier. Stephen appears at the doorway, intrigued by Franci's unexpected arrival.

-Hey, Flaky. What's in the box?

Stephen said while raising an eyebrow.

Franci's eyes light up, realizing Stephen is curious about the box. They holds it out to him with a gentle smile.

-Its just some jelly filled donuts, Sniffles, just the onesthat your dad likes. It's Father's Day, and I wanted to give something special to the significant men in my life. This one is for your dad.

Stephen takes the box, a mix of surprise and appreciation crossing his face.

-Wow, Flaky, that's really thoughtful of you. Thank you. You know that you are part of this family too and we all care for you.I'm sure he'll appreciate the gesture, Flaky. He's in the dining room celebrating with the family. Mom made completos, his favorite food. Do you remember them, right?

Francis nods as they recall the numerous timrs they used to eat those overstuffed hot dogs...so delicious.

-Yeah, lous coumpletous, moi gueno...

Stephen's laughs softly about their butchered pronunciation. At least they tries.

-Well, I have more boxes to give this day. Keep celebrating. See ya tommorow!

Francis turns to leave, knowing that their gesture of appreciation will be appreciated by Stephens' dad and the rest of the family.

Francis and Splendont walk side by side, heading towards Mr. Johnson's house. Franci's flipphone rings, and they takes it out to see that it's thei friend, Nathniel, calling.

-Oh, it's Nutty! I wonder what he wants.

Splendont smirks mischievously, nudging Francis playfully.

-Ah, that kid. I bet he's just bored and wants someone to entertain him. Better pick up, Francis.

Francis gives Splendont a playful glare before answering the call.

-Hey, Nutty! What's up?

Nathniel was just laying on his candy cane themed bed. The room was filled with candy envelopes as usual, just the normal panoram in his house.

-Hey, Flaky. I'm just feeling kind of bored, and Sniffles is busy. Thought you might be free to hang out or something.

Francis glances at Splendont, then to the boxes in their hands, feeling a bit torn.

-Oh, Nutty, I wish I could hang out, but I'm actually on my way to Mr. Johnson's house right now. We have some things to discuss.

Nathniel would be lying if he said he wasnt disappointed by the answer, but there's nothing he could do to convince them so he just tried to keep up the conversation.

-Oh, no worries, Flaky. I...I understand. What's going on with Mr. Johnson, anyways?

-Well, it's Father's Day, and I wanted to give him something special to show my appreciation. I thought we could have a little chat too so he doesnt spend this day alone.

Fathers day? Is today? How he could it forget? Oh...because his parents dont live with him, duh. At the time this call was ocurring, his both parents where at his dad's home country, Germany, they had a full schedule of conferences to give.

-Ah, got it. Father's Day. That makes sense. I hope he appreciates the gesture.

-I'm sure he will, Nutty. He's been like a father figure to me. And hey, speaking of Father's Day, I remember you mentioning something about sending a gift to your dad in Germany.

He did? OH, YES! He didnt forget it at all!

-Oh, yeah. I sent him some delicious box filled with fancy chocolates, the best of the best. I even get two boxes for myself! But, you know, I couldn't help but worry about them getting lost in the mail or, even worse, the postman eating them all! They are so sneaky, ugh!

Francis chuckles at Nathniel's humorous concerns.

-Nutty, I highly doubt the postman would eat your chocolates. I'm sure they'll arrive safely, and your dad will be thrilled to receive them.

-You're right, Flaky. I'm just being silly. Thanks for calming my nerves.

-No problem, Nutty. Don't worry too much. Enjoy the rest of the day yourself! I'm already at Mr Johnson's house so I guess have to hung up...Take care of yourself, bye!

-Thanks, Flaky. Have a great time with Mr. Johnson.

Francis reaches Mr. Johnson's front door, ghey ends the call and looks at Mr. Johnson's house, ready to celebrate Father's Day with their caring teacher.

Mr. Johnson was sitting on a cozy armchair, engrossed in embroidering a blanket while his favorite vinyl plays softly in the background. He's lost in his thoughts, trying not to dwell on the significance of the date - Father's Day. Giving a stare to some of his frame photos you could tell he used to have a family of his own. Wife, kids and even a cute puppy. Everything was gone. His struggle with PSTD left him living alone at his old age. He havent heard of any of his children since he got divorcied some decades ago. The only thing he hopes it that at least they dont commit the same error as him to join at the militia. The sound of the doorbell breaks the silence, and Mr. Johnson's face lights up with hope. He quickly puts aside his embroidery and rushes to the door, anticipation in his eyes. Francis stands outside, holding the box of honey drizzled donuts at top. They smiles warmly when Mr. Johnson opens the door.

-Cooper! What a pleasant surprise...I thought it might be one of my children visiting on this special day.

He said the last sentence with a bit of disappointment.

Francis tries to be upbeat and grins at him.

-Well, Mr. Johnson, I'm here to celebrate Father's Day with you! I brought these honey drizzled donuts as a small token of appreciation.

Mr. Johnson's eyes well up with emotion, touched by Franci's thoughtfulness.

-Cooper, you have no idea how much this means to me. Thank you for considering me an important person in your life.

Mr. Johnson's gets his eyes tear filled by the nice gesture of his best worst student. At least someone stills seeing him as an important person in their life.

-You've been more than just a teacher to me, Mr. Johnson. You've been a guiding figure and someone I can always count on. I wanted to show my gratitude on this special day.

They share a heartwarming moment, both feeling the connection between them, just like as a father with their child.

-Thank you, Francis Cooper. This is truly touching. Come on in, let's celebrate together.

They step inside, and Mr. Johnson leads Francis to the cozy living room. They sit down, enjoying the sweet treats and engaging in heartfelt conversation. The atmosphere is filled with warmth and gratitude. Mr Johnson resumes his embroidery session, now with the help of some extra hands to spent the rest of the day.

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Francis and Splendont walk back home after some hours, there's just one box left in Franci's hands. Splendont can't resist making a sarcastic comment, as usual.

-Wow, Flaky, I never thought I'd see the day you would spend time inside of that crazy old man house. What are you going to do tomorrow? Cut his grass and make his dinner?

-Oh, please. You're just jealous you didn't get to enjoy those delicious donuts.

They continue their walk, bantering back and forth, their friendship stronger than ever.

As they arrived the Cooper's residence, Francis and Splendont enter the living room, carrying the last box of donuts. But happens that Franci's dad is already passed out on the couch, surrounded by empty bottles and used needles.

-Looks like my dad beat us to it, as usual.

Splendont hops off Flaky's shoulder, transforming into his humanoid form. He looks at Francis with a mixture of amusement and sympathy.

-Well, Flaky, can't say I'm surprised. You should've expected this outcome.

-I guess you're right, Splendont. It's the usual scene around here...

Francis places the box of donuts on a small table near the couch. They leans down and gently kisses their dad's forehead, despite his unconscious state.

-Happy Father's Day, Dad.

They takes two donuts from the box, one for themself and one for Splendont.

-At least I can still honor the important men in my life, even if they're not perfect.

Splendont smirks and takes a bite of his donut, savoring the sweetness.

-These bacon donuts are way too much...but terribley fantastic Thanks, I guess.

Francis nods, content with the simple gesture of celebrating Father's Day in their own way. They walks towards their room, munching on their donut, with Splendont following close behind. Then they both enter, closing the door behind them. They takes a seat on their matress, feeling a sense of fulfillment. Frqncis gazes at the donut in their hand, reflecting on the day and the men who have shaped their life. They takes another bite, savoring the flavor, grateful for the opportunity to thank them.

#happy tree friends #htf #flaky #nutty #sniffles #flippy #splendont #toothy #petunia #pop #the legend of franky jones #fanfic #tldr; francis shows their appreciation for the men that guide him like a father would #tw: drugs #tw: neglect #tw: implied murder #fluff #happy fathers day!!!#Spotify

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ratguy-nico · 5 months

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People Storytime - you remember storytimes? it was a super popular thing in youtube back in 2012, some crazy times- But nah for real:

-STORYTIME-

By the end of October, just two months ago, it was the Comic Con here in Chile and I get the chance to go with my best friend, we were walking around the place, pendejeando por ahí, we pass by a stand were some guys were cosplaying as Ghostbusters and playing some old rock songs, like Welcome to the Jungle.

We say hi, que buen cosplay, and take some pictures and just as we were leaving it starts playing, my baby Gene song, but he wasn't signing it.

I was so confuse I stop dead in my tracks. My friend didn't knew what was going on and I just get to tell them "Wey esa es la canción que le canta Gene a Alex" wich means "Wey that's the song Gene sing to Alex"

When I saw the episode "Roller? I Hardly Know Her?" and I heard this song I was like "Oh this sound a little different from their usual songs" but it was a minor concern so I let it pass, that and the fact that I was too distracted crying and screaming to the screen to notice. EJEM.

So this was a total revelation moment for me.

"Alone" wasn't a Bob's Burger original song, I was so shocked. So many question pop out in my head. Why they didn't write an original song for this scene? Why they took this desicion for this especific moment betwen Alex and Gene? Have they done this before? I was totally freaking out.

My friend didn't understan shit so, I dont know why, I was having a stroke and wasn't thinking straight (jaja), I guees I was trying to prove to them that I wasn't crazy. The thing is I started singing along the lyrics but as Gen, like making his voice and movements XD, wich actually did not help my case of not craziness cause my friend was looking at me like

So yeah I get to my house hours later run to my computer and check that in fact "Alone" wasn't an original song of Bob's Burgers, it was a song from the group Heart, I listened to it and it was pretty actually pretty good, I still prefer Gene's version but is a personal choice. My other question were left unanswered but because Im lazy and didn't actually want to look for the answers.

That was my storytime. Very silly, very meaningless.

Ypu may ask Why am I now posting so much content that is no art? Is it because I'm more confident sharing what I like, my points of views or generally my thoughts? Is it because I'm trying to hide that I actually been having a hard day and have been making little or zero progress in my drawings? ... You will never know.

Hope you like it. Bye, bye.

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pelibirdie · 2 years

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Chaotic Elowen HCs because I can and I want more content for Elowen:

I feel like she would steal anyone and everyone's food before they even get to notice and refuse to share her food. It's a cat thing. She just has to taste what you are eating once so she can judge you and your tastes. However Elowen WILL slap anyone who even breathes on her food and that is a promise.

Likes lemons, citrus, sometimes bites it for fun. No one knows why but this is one more reason why people should be intimidated of her. Elowen just kind of,,,licks the lemon and makes a light face of bliss. Fun fact: she actually likes lemon cake!! Or cheesecakes with lemon sauce. Sour is a nice flavour in her opinion.

Dislikes summer bc it's hot and she has a hard time walking around in pleather and black colored clothes. That is like her iconic style. Fucking hell it leaves her sweaty in summer though.

Before befriending Tulsi she had to pay twice the amount for sharpening her twin blades. After some time, she decided to learn how to sharpen them herself but the work was not the best it could be. (She accidentally cut herself somehow) Thankfully Tulsi actually does it for a decent price.

The second sword she own always reminds her of Lucan :,(

Her love language is slapping. If she likes you a little she will slap your arm/back

If ur her lover she will slap your ass when she's drunk/ you two are alone.

"Ow Elowen what the fuck!?!" "..." *Slaps harder* *person falls over*

Chooses not to reply to Sage on purpose after he asks her something or call for her. She knows Sage knows she heard what he asked to her. Elowen instead just looks at Sahe straight in the eyes with a poker face to piss him off. >:3c

Likes👏going👏to👏plays👏

But specifically, tragedies, occasionally love stories with sweet ending but not too sappy ones. Just a good, well-built romance. Her standards are high asf bc of plays.

Somewhere back in her childhood house, all the way in Vair, lies a picture where a baby Elowen is sitting in a box. Lucan used to make fun of it so much she actually hid it away at some point. Now it makes her cry.

Proofreads and edits Felix's shitty fanfics and fives ACTUAL advice. It's the funniest shit ever that two goth-emo kids got together, read Twilight and in the light of it one of them wrote a Jacob x Self insert x Edward fanfic and the other edited the fic.

Speaking of which, Elowen and Felix have this bond where she let's Felix paint her nails black as they both discuss whether the book or the play was better.

Was once asked what she wanted to be when she grew up, only answer with a shug.

She was both socially anxious and sarcastic as a kid, like it would take her an hour to find the courage to talk to someone on the playground, but when she was reading a books and a kid approached her saying "Wow are you reading a book??" She would look at the child in the eyes and say "No."

She had social anxiety as a child, but now she just doesn't give a fuck about people or interacting with them whatsoever now. Occasionally gets the jitters when people with lots of energy approach her randomly, so actually meeting with MC after attacking them was a bit...intense in her head.

Doesn't realize she has a crush but shows all the symptoms of a crush. She probably fell in love before it's not like she doesn't know the feeling. It's just weird as if something is different when she likes MC tho

The reason why Annie doesn't like her is bc Elowen always tells her to pick up her mess. "Anisa get rid of that fucking dead plant." "What if I can revive it tho :,(" "what are you a necromancer? Put it in the trash before it turns out like Rime" "HEY-"

Shading on Rime is a conscious desicion, unlike Sage she finds Rime uncomfortable to be around. Sage is just a sad idiot but Rime? Kinda fucked she's not taking chances by letting him bother her.

She only shouts when is is mad or amused as hell. Radiates calm chaotic introvert energy but will also be the most feral person ever if she is drunk or you project a laser pointer.

Will beat anyone to catch the laser pointer. THE RED DOT IS HERS SHE CAUGHT IT FIRST-

#last legacy #fictif #fictif last legacy #fictif games #elowen de bhaldraithe #elowen last legacy #last legacy elowen #sage lesath #last legacy sage #fictif elowen #fictif sage #felix iskandar escellun #last legacy felix #felix escellun #anisa anka #anisa last legacy #last legacy anisa #fictif anisa

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zeltqz · 1 year

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MBTI Function Thingy

Ok but it is kinda long to write in ask so I will try here lol. Now MBTI is a system based on Carl Jung's theory. You should know that. Letter typing (E vs I, N vs S) is useful in some cases but is not the actual part of the theory. We type with functions. We call them "Jungian functions" and there are 8 of them. System is focusing on how we get the information (perceiving: sensation or intuition) and make desicions (judging: thinking or feeling)

We use all of them actually. You know T-F-S-N. All of them. But the placement is the key. 1st function is dominant. Most important. We use it unconsciously. 2nd is aux. That two makes like 90% of personality. 3rd is tert and 4rd is inferior. INferior especially, really weak and opposite of dominant.

There is two version of every function (Extroversion vs Introversion). And that makes 8: Se,Si, Fe, Fi, Te, Ti, Ne, Ni

Now lets come to real part: Why I think you use Extroverted Intuition (Ne)

What is Intution?

It shouldn't be hard to understand the sense. The concrete world enables us to perceive things that we can perceive with our sense organs "concretely" in this way. Intuition is a little more complicated. At least that's the transmission. Because it does not focus on the concrete object. It focuses on deeper underlying meanings, potentials and symbols. There is abstraction from the object. We're talking about theories and hypotheses. Intuition's perception of something happens when it creates a concept for it. Intuition operates with abstract, that is, conceptual data.

What is Ne

Ne's perception is as follows: The world is a big picture representing a set of possibilities. The possibilities are linked. Small details matter (Ne-Si). It tends outward as an extroverted function and is defined quite empirically on the object. It loves finding new things and making connections. If it is dominant and especially if there is no other obstacle, it enjoys discussion. Chaos can be an excellent opportunity to generate new data. Ne sees abstract connections between things. So, for example, when someone talks about "apple", you might see an idea of "shoes". (bad example but I'm not good at giving examples sorry). Other people often fail to perceive them and they seem irrelevant. But in the Ne user's brain there is a connection between two things. Ne connections are formed by scattering from the center. So imagine spider webs opening from a hub. Ni focuses more on the "essence" of that central thing. It does not expand the possibilities. It perceives the essential as a single essence. And brings the details to this "essence". Ne is not like that. It is detail-oriented and depends on possibilities. There is always another idea, another way. That's why it has trouble focusing on one thing because it always has "what ifs" on his mind and other things it sees in what it is doing. It switches between ideas and projects. INTJ uses Ni. I see you closer to Ne. (I couldn't type it completely because I'm not sure about the judging functionality.) What is seeking to intuit the widest range of possibilities. What prefers breadth of insight. Since it is extroverted, it is more connected with the object (according to Ni). So it doesn't lose connections. It retains its original identity. (Ni can completely detach something from its concrete existence while bringing it to the core.) Ne combines insights to create a large, comprehensive model. Highlights possible variations in an event. Ne is roundabout. Because it is difficult or even impossible to perceive the essence of something. We can only see representations of essence. That is, it is not disconnected from external data. It connects insights. Ne refines and expands insights.

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