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actually you know what cactus pillow gets its own post bc I'm really proud of it and I think it's cute! took me about 30 hours total.
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I made a Wobbuffet. I’m really happy with how this lil guy came out may crochet a shiny one next or a ditto one hehe
#art#artist#crochet#wool#knitting#pokemon#wobbuffet#crochet pokemon#artwork#digital illustration#cute#etsy#plushie#toy#cuddle buddy#adorable#pokèmon#blue#pink#ditto#amigurumi#pokemon amigurumi#kawaii#nintendo#pocket monster#illustration#illustrator#team rocket#pokemon go#shiny pokemon
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good morning mr neil! a few users here have recalled a good omens talk you and terry attended around 2004-ish wherein you discussed one of your favorite things about the book was that it brought so many skinny goth gaiman fans and round nerdy pratchett fans together, and sir terry is delightfully quoted as saying that the couples "looked like lots of number 10s walking down the street together". Absolutely incredible and adorable image - I know many 1 and 0 couples myself haha! Do you recall this/have anything to add to the story?
Terry took an enormous delight in Good Omens signings because he loved that my fans (skinny, dressed in black, tattooed before that was common or with interesting hair colours ditto, "wearing their underwear on the outside" whatever that meant) and his (normally older, actually employed in real jobs, often wearing sweaters, sometimes carrying sweaters they had knitted themselves which they then presented to Terry along with a jar of homemade blackberry jam) stood in the same lines to get their books signed, and met and sometimes even married.
I don't remember the 10 comment but it sounds perfectly Terry.
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Jealous Wednesday drabble? 🥺👉🏻👈🏻
Filled, thanks boo
“He’s like a gnat.” Wednesday seethes. “Buzzing around girls who don’t want his attention.”
The gnat in question is Xavier Thorpe.
His crime? Offering you his notes from the phytotoxicology class you’d missed on Tuesday due to a head cold. Wednesday had watched the interaction, and had been seething like a stormcloud all the way back to her dorm room.
“He was just being friendly, baby.” You say, reaching out to rub her arm.
Wednesday shoots you a look and withdraws from your touch as if you’d burned her.
She doesn’t like pet names, or affection when it’s not pre or post-coital. But even worse, she hates when you defend the people she doesn’t like.
“Do I look like an infant to you, YN?” She asks, all of her ire suddenly turned on you. You blink, a little startled. Her eyebrows are knit, her eyes awash with fury.
All the fury of a two year old being refused her favorite toy.
“Right now?” You ask, hesitant, “A little.”
Wednesday blinks. If possible, her eyes darken even more. And you’re immediately aware you’ve said the wrong thing.
You sigh.
“Xavier isn’t interested in me,” You say in an attempt to placate her, “He had a crush on you, remember?”
Wednesday stares.
“That was last year,” She says, eyebrows knit, “And once he became imminently aware I would rather sit through a sing-along screening of the Sound of Music than become romantically involved with him, I believe his affections shifted.”
She eyes you up, as if it’s you who's done something wrong.
You shrug.
“Ditto.” You say, well aware of the fruitless attempt to pacify her. There was only one thing that seemed to always convince her. It would come sooner, rather than later. And thankfully, nowadays, Wednesday’s room always seemed to be vacant. Enid too preoccupied with Ajax to ever be home.
At the prospect of having Wednesday’s dorm room to yourselves, arousal flashes hot and fast through you.
But Wednesday, as always, is two steps behind. Her jaw clenches.
“You love The Sound of Music,” She says, voice slightly accusatory, “That means nothing.”
“I love you.” You say, meeting her gaze. It doesn’t waver, “Doesn’t that mean something?”
Wednesday considers this. Her eyes narrow, like she’s sizing you up. Her eyes flicker, and you know it’s time.
“Undress,” She says, leaning back slightly, “We are going to copulate.”
“Sexy.” You say, voice wry, “You sure know how to talk a girl into bed, Wednesday.”
Wednesday leans forward.
“Undress.” She insists, “I’m not asking.”
You cross your legs, gaze defiant. You know she likes this. A little resistance, fire meeting fire. It isn’t fun when it’s easy.
“I bet Xavier wouldn’t demand me to sleep with him,” You say, “I bet he’d ask, super nice. Call me nice names, tell me he loves me.”
Wednesday’s eyes narrow.
You half think she’s about to throw you onto the bed and rip your clothes off when she meets your gaze. The storm in her dark eyes doesn’t let up.
“Undress, please, sweetheart,” She says, through gritted teeth, “I want to remind you you’re mine.”
You tilt your head, waiting.
She sighs.
“And…” She says, as if the pause in her sentence will lessen your desire for her to say the words. She quirks an eyebrow. It doesn’t work.
“And I love you.”
You smile.
“I love you too,” You tell her, pull your shirt over your head, “And Xavier isn’t going to woo me with phytotoxicology notes. Don’t worry, baby.”
This time, she allows the epithet. She softens, meeting your submission with a kiss.
She climbs atop you, a careful maneuver that has her knee fall between your legs in just the right place.
“Xavier won’t woo you no matter what he does,” She says, as she unbuttons your jeans, “But I’ll remind you why, just in case.”
#wednesday#drabble#requests#jenna ortega#wedneday addams#wednesday x reader#xavier thorpe#mine#fanfic
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School Uniform Lookbook #3
Hair 1, 2, 3, 4 / Skin 1, 2, 3 / Eyebrows / Eyes / Eyelids / Eyeliner / Blush / Lips 1, 2
Clothing
Generation Suit Outfit @rimings
Autumn School Uniform @rimings
Prestigious Highschool Uniform @rimings
Ditto School Uniform @hotswe-sims
Preppy Look Outfit @eunosims
Preppy Cardigan @gorillax3-cc
Kathy Mini Skirt @belaloallure3
Acc
Lovely Pattend Knit Hairband @rimings
OLD GIFT BOX 6 Beret @rimings
Morina Hoop Earring Trio @pralinesims
Simple Hoops Earrings @suzuesims
Summer Poison Square Earring @rimings
Spring Casual Outfit Set Necklace @rimings
Motive Rings @christopher067
Alexander McQueen Short Story Bag @bergdorfverse
Hermes Birkin Bag Scarf Charm @bergdorfverse
School Backpack @rimings
Valentino Roman Stud Handbag @bergdorfverse
Littlegood Mary Janes Leg Warmers @charonlee
Rib Long Socks @charonlee
Shoes
Shoes Pack 36 @arltos
Shoes Pack 47 @arltos
Shoes Pack 49 @arltos
Pose
Catsblob @helgatisha
#thekims4 2023#ts4 high school years#sims 4 cas#ccfinds#sims 4 lookbook#ts4 lookbook#ts4#the sims 4#ts4cc#simblr#sims4mm#sims 4 download#the sims 4 cc#sims 4 custom content#the sims community
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plz hear me out
Imagine gekko and reader had just started dating and gekko didn't tell the reader abt his little guys. So one day when gekko had left his thing where the buddies stay in at the reader house and the reader like see what is inside and boom the little buddies come out and see the reader a start to like hug them or whatever
Ik it's really random so please feel free to skip if you like :)
OMG that would be so cute noooooo, I saw someone make a fic about how his little buddies can sense what he's feeling and, I haven't been able to get them out of my head since, they are so cuteee <;33
(Also sorry for the late response, I've had a lot in my plate today :c)
Tight Knit
Gekko (Mateo) x reader
CW: Nothing, really, just fluff and cute stuff♡♡ Reader is GN
This one is pretty short c:
Song: Ditto - newjeans
You've known Mateo for some time now and just recently, or as his mother would say, FINALMENTE, you two made it official.
Once in a while, specially because of his new job keeps him extremely occupied at times, you two would hang out, trying to make his visits to your place as frequent as he can, or at least hang out at his house for a bit.
This time was no different, he knocked at your door, radiating happiness from his perfect, beautiful smile. "Hola, amor! You ready for this movie marathon?" He said, trying to lean into the door frame of your apartment, just to stumble and, in his eyes, failing to impress you.
You giggled at his weird antics. "Hola precioso, just get inside so we can start" you pulled him into a hug that ended up in a kiss and let him in.
You two made yourselves comfy at your room, Mateo put his little bag down along with his sweater, then both of you got to work and started making a little "nest " of some sorts. You stopped as you noticed his worried face look around, worried, you walked up to him, leaving the blanket you've had on your hands forgotten on the floor.
"Mateo? ¿Bebe? You ok?" You asked, getting closer to him.
"Huh?" Gekko looked up and smiled, awkwardly. "Uhhh... Yeah, I just forgot something, nothing super important but, ugh, well" he left whatever he had on his arms and went for his skateboard. "I'll be back, in like, a few minutes, I swear!!" You tried to get a word in but by the time you finally came up with a sentence, he was already out, door swung open.
"Ayy... Nunca me dejas hablar." You muttered. Frowning, you tried to finish the nest you two started.
A little more than a "few minutes" have passed and Mateo was nowhere to be seen, you texted him but realized his phone was in his little blue circled backpack, so you just sat there, in your bed, defeated, until you heard a kind of weird... Rumbling, it almost sounded like groans? Coming out of his backpack, you brushed it off, thinking it was his phone, until you heard it again, louder this time.
Worried, you walked over to see what was making so much noise, then noticed how the front of the backpack has this weird glow to it? What kind of fancy LED backpack did this boy have? Whenever your hand touched what it seemed now upon closer inspection clear plastic, it started glowing again, but brighter. You closed your eyes and retreated your hand away, until you felt something warm and soft grabbing it, you opened your eyes and layed your gaze on a little yellow and purple... Toy? You squished it and it made a little gurgling sound, wich made you giggle. It started rubbing its little head into your palm and you couldn't help but pick it up and cradle it in your arms, some other creatures from different variants of color came out, almost as if it were an ambush.
You fell into the ground, how many days has it been? You don't remember. The only thing occupying your thoughts were the little adorable creatures begging for your care and cuddles on top of you, the door finally swong open and Mateo stepped into the apartment.
"Bebeee, I'm..." he looked over at you, in the ground, tackled by his little friends, defeated but with a big smile, he joined you in the floor. "Nooo, man, I was about to introduce you guys today..." he sighed, hugging wingman. "See? This is why we can't have nice things" All of the kids did an annoyed gurgling sound and tackled Mateo, their new victim. The item Mateo forgot to bring long forgotten, laying on the floor.
"But fr tho, I'm telling Ma' about this."
I love them so much omfg I WANT PLUSHIES OF EM OMGGG PLSSS RIIOTTTT PLSSS GIVE IT TO MEEE
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If Donna and her parents moved to Point Place, and into the house neighboring the Formans', the summer between 8th and 8th grade: how would her relationship with Eric (Hyde, and Kelso) be different? How would it be the same? How would it develop?
Thank you for the ask!
Ooh, interesting. If Donna and Eric didn't grow up next door to each other, but instead Donna moved to Point Place in middle school, I think...
Donna and Eric
Their families wouldn't be close in the same way they are in canon. Red & Kitty and Bob & Midge used to vacation together and be very close when their kids were smaller, it was only later/into the '70s when Bob and Midge started falling in with all the fads of the time that they became 'weird' to Red & Kitty and grew apart (sort of). Hence I always imagine Eric and Donna having an almost cousin-like relationship when they were growing up - the others' parents were their second set of parents/second home, their two families shared traditions, they were raised together and went through childhood together, giving them an almost familial bond. I think if the Pinciottis had moved to Point Place later, that relationship between the two families (and thus, between Eric and Donna) would've been very different. I don't know that Red & Kitty and Bob & Midge would become friends at all. They'd probably just be those crazy new neighbors next door to the Formans.
Eric and Donna, however, would still become fast friends. Their relationship might start out contentious (like it did in canon), maybe based on some sort of misunderstanding, but Eric's sincerity quickly wins Donna over. He realizes she's lonely and doesn't know anyone in town yet (not that she'll say that, stubborn girl), maybe she's always out playing basketball alone in her driveway, and Eric invites her to the basement and brings her into the gang.
Eric (and the other guys) would have a raging crush on her right from the get-go, but Donna would make it clear she only has platonic feelings for any of them. They'd become a tight-knit little gang before middle school was over - sort of 'Wendy and her lost boys' (which is pretty much what I imagine in canon, too). Eric would always defend her when the other guys (ok, mostly Kelso) blurred those boundaries or made her feel uncomfortable. That's how he wins over her trust.
By high school, Donna's developed full-fledged feelings for Eric but doesn't know how to express them/what to do about them. She's afraid of making a move or revealing her true feelings, and their friendship changing. From here on out, it pretty much matches canon. 🤷♀️
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I think Kelso, Hyde, and Eric would all be infatuated with her when she first arrives, and they'd all develop varying ranges of crushes on her.
Hyde's crush on Donna might escalate quicker than it did in canon - considering Eric and Donna don't have that 'childhood sweethearts' backstory - but I think it would have the same ultimate outcome: Donna tells him she just doesn't have feelings for him like that, but sees him as a good friend. Hyde struggles to accept this - even more so when Donna and Eric start to date in high school. He's hurt by her choice, her rejection, and for awhile he passive-aggressively takes it out on both Eric and Donna until they all eventually resolve it.
I actually think Donna and Kelso's relationship would remain pretty much the same. Ditto to her and Jackie, who would still join the gang around Donna's junior year of high school when she starts dating Kelso.
#thanks for the ask!#that 70s show#that '70s show#eric and donna#eric x donna#otp: mom and dad#eric forman#donna pinciotti#red forman#kitty forman#bob pinciotti#midge pinciotti#michael kelso#steven hyde#ask#answered#those70scomics
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Hey! So I have recently come into the possession of an older sewing machine (happy that it’s at least something that won’t break on me too soon 🤞). Sewing is something I’ve just started to get into—we’re talking still learning the machine stages lol. I’m starting to plan out some projects I’m interested in trying, and I wanted to ask you if you have any suggestions advice about starting that? I imagine this is a really broad question, but honestly any advice would be appreciated 😅
Ooooh, congrats on the new machine! The advice I'd GIVE and the steps I FOLLOWED are actually very different.
What came to mind as good starter projects were things like simple drawstring or elastic-waist sweatpants or skirts, pillowcases, quilted hot pads, or a half-circle cape. But my first machine sewn projects were parts of cosplays like Crona and Mettaton.
My modus operandi is usually to find a project I'm really excited about and dive in head-first, learning a ton along the way as I inevitably mess up. I can offer some general tips:
Buying things like needles, bobbins, and trim in bulk online is SO much cheaper than any brick-and-mortar store. Ditto with sewing machine feet! A rolled hem foot changed my life.
Cotton broadcloth (quilting cotton) is inexpensive and easy to work with, but in my experience rarely ends up looking very nice as a garment. Pick something else for shirts.
Don't use a straight stitch (inelastic) on knit fabric (elastic). Always zigzag. I forget this all the time. And have to re-do my stitching all the time.
If your machine has been working fine for a while, and then SUDDENLY starts acting squirrely or missing stitches and stuff, change your needle.
The sewing machine equivalent of "turn it off and back on again" is rethreading your machine. Do that as soon as anything goes wrong.
Don't sew over pins. People will tell you that you can. That's how you get a shard of a needle in your face.
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𝗯𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿?
steve gets a bad haircut.
pairing; steve harrington x fem!reader
warnings; fluff, swearing, steve being dramatic per usual, minorly edited oops
wc; 0.7k
"hey!" robin called from behind the family video desk. "lover boys not here."
you shook your head. "why wouldn't he be here?"
she shoved popcorn into her mouth, an indicator of a boring work day. she shrugged at the same time. "called in sick. bet he's not actually sick though."
"he would've called me first so, i guess not."
if steve were sick, he would call you first thing and beg you to play doctor. he always wanted you to take care of him when he was sick.
"i think you should go check on him, y'know, make sure he's alright."
you nodded. "right, thanks robin. i hope the rest of your day goes good." you smiled. you knew what it felt like to be stuck at work while it was empty and lonely.
"ditto."
as you climbed into your car, your mind was racing. you thought of so many things steve could be doing - he could be with someone else, dustin or another party member, he could be wrapped up in scary interdimensional creatures, or he could just really be sick. you were hoping it was the latter.
as you came into view of steve's house, you could see his car was in the driveway. he was alone, his parents were gone on a usual business trip.
"thank god," you muttered. you pulled to the side of the road and got out.
your hands were sweating as you walked to his door. you knew where he hid a house key, under a leaf in the flower pot, but you didn't want to disturb him. you knocked.
after a few seconds, he opened the door.
"steve, oh m- woah."
"don't say anything."
"what the fuck are you wearing?" you try to hold in a laugh. he was in a tank top, oh my god you thought, and a beanie.
he tries to give his best smile. "beanie weather?"
"babe, it's like, 85 degrees right now."
he pulls you into the house by your arm, shutting the door quickly. "you can't laugh."
"i won't laugh."
"yes, you will."
"i won't!" he glared at you. "i'll try my best not to." you corrected.
he sighed. "you're awful. okay." slowly, almost excruciatingly slow, he pulls off the beanie.
"this is what you were worried about?" you almost shout.
his hair was shorter, but not by a lot. it didn't look that bad. "are you serious? it's so bad! like, here look." he puts his head down and ruffles his hair. "it's all choppy and shit!"
"it's really not that bad!"
"okay wow, so now you're lying to me." crosses his arms and scoffs.
you can't help but laugh. "have you tried styling it? y'know, i'm sure farah fawcett would fix it." kind of, you wanted to say.
he's silent for a moment. "no. but i can't even bear to see it, hence the beanie!"
you put your hands on his shoulder and look at him in the eyes. "steve, it's really not that bad. it'll grow back soon enough." you kissed his right cheek, then his left.
"it's really bad though."
"shut up, harrington. style it first."
he threw his head back and groaned loudly. "fine." and began to trudge up the stairs to the bathroom. you followed closely behind.
he sprayed so much hairspray that you had to step out of the bathroom to get fresh air. "i don't see how this is good for your lungs babe."
"you get used to it, especially if you have awesome hair like me."
"yeah yeah, whatever. does it look better styled?" you ask.
"no, still fucked up. it was a great idea though."
you walk in after the cloud of hairspray has vanished. you wrap your arms around his waist. "i think it looks better. what're you gonna do now?"
"wear beanies until it grows. or just, i don't know, avoid everyone."
"have you met dustin? that kid would blow up the front door if you ignored him."
he laughed a hearty laugh, you loved it. "you're right, that little shit."
"you'll be fine. you're 'the hair' after all."
"you're evil."
you hum and hug him tighter.
a few moments of silence passed by, then steve spoke up.
"can you knit? can you make me a hat?"
you shake your head, nose rubbing on his face. "no can do, babe."
"shit."
#steve harrington#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington x reader fluff#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington fanfic#stranger things fanfiction#stranger things#stranger things fluff
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An Unwanted Discovery
ROTTMNT Donatello x Yokai!reader
Part five to The Junkyard at the End of the World, Midnight Comics, The Aftermath (And Normal Blueprint-maker Math), and ....Yeah. Friends.
Summary: The shields are down. Oh no.
Warning: Mentions of blood and people definitely die. No major character death though.
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I stitched a final yellow eye onto the left sleeve of Donnie’s hoodie as I monitored the tracker surveillance.
Most of the main group were out on missions today, with just Mikey and I left as the remaining commanders. Heck, even Splinter had a mission.
According to the maps, everyone was staying safe, which was a relief-
Huh. My nose was running. Weird, it still seemed a tad too warm out for that. Then again, it was December, so…
Oh, what?!
I looked at the tissue to see it was covered in blood?
“Well that’s new…” I mumbled, and set Donnie’s hoodie a safe distance away from the bleeding. “Bizzare.”
And it was. I never got bloody noses. Fantastic. At least Donnie wasn’t here to go ballistic about having a ‘biohazard near my tech!’ today, so I could continue hiding out in my nest of blankets and power tools.
“(Y/N)! (Y/N), COME IN (Y/N)!”
I jumped.
“Micheal? What’s going on at the base?” Donnie’s voice crackled through the comms.
“ISSUES! MAGIC ISSUES!”
I glanced over at the map to see Mikey’s orange tracker quickly moving towards me.
“I’m here Angelo, I’m here, what’s going on?!” I stammered into the comm. “Are you okay?! Is it bad?!”
“It’s bad, man, it’s real real bad-” He coughed.
“Angelo- I- I’ll meet you at the entrance!” I hopped up and ran towards the doors. Outside the window stood Mikey…and a good ten to twentyish humans.
And beyond that, the shield had glimmered into visibility. Which was helpful, considering had it not, we wouldn't have noticed the gash in the shield.
My mouth went dry as I shoved the door open to let everyone in.
“Angelo…go to the safe. It’ll recognize your face.” I said evenly, calmly, too calmly (Y/N) you should be screaming but no-
“Cass, lead the group to the basement.” I continued, and she nodded.
“Yessir.” She bowed in her own version of a salute. “OKAY, YOU HEARD THE BOSS. INTO THE EPIC BUNKER!”
The group nodded, following after her.
I swallowed as Mikey appeared behind me, safe in hand.
“Guys, what's going on?!” Said Raph’s voice over the comm.
“A…a lot.” I said, feeling the blood from my nose drip down into my mouth. Ugh.
But I didn’t have the time to deal with that.
For outside stood a small army of krang zombies.
“Angelo…get those mystic hands ready.” I said quietly, raising my fists. My wrist tech beeped, which meant at least someone on our team was back, but I tuned it out. “I’ll hold them off, you work on getting the shield back up, okay?”
“How are you gonna do that?!” Mikey squeaked.
I shrugged. “Water is powerful. You ever seen eroded rocks?”
He stared at me nervously still, brow-ridges knit together.
“Hey…trust me, okay?” I smiled weakly. “You may technically be a ‘better fighter’ or something, but you’re also like, a wizard, which we need. So save us with your wizard powers while I temporarily take the role of a European dragon!”
Mikey blinked, smiling. “You’re lucky I own a copy of the DnD monster manual. Otherwise I would not have understood that reference.”
I laughed, facing the zombies. “Tis an honor to serve with you, nerd. Now get inside! Save us all or something, I have faith in you!”
“Ditto!” Mikey yelled, ducking inside.
“Aight zombie dudes, let's see what water magic can do…” I said.
And with a deep breath, I hurled a wave of water at them, combining the molecules in the air.
“Hehehe, try dodging that ya assholes!” I grinned. “Wipeout- Surfing joke, boom!”
“Help!” Yelled a voice in the distance, by the zombies, in Huo Hall…
“Shit.” I hissed. The building was apparently not vacated…
Well…could I risk it? I wondered, pushing back the zombies with another wave. Was it worth the risk to try to save Huo Hall…if it meant going through them…Woah, the ground was spinning….
“(Y/N)! (Y/N)- What the heck is going on?!”
I looked up to see a familiar purple jetpack.
“Dee! Hey…” I waved, coughing. “I…I think I might’ve used too much magic.” I shrugged.
He landed next to me, propping me up with his metal arms. “You’re bleeding. Are you injured in any other way shape or form? How would you describe your symptoms? How-”
“Look out, moron!” I yelled, blasting a krang-zombie with ice-cold water.
Donnie looked over his shoulder. “Oh no.”
“Oh, and the blood is just a nosebleed Tello, don’t worry about it. I’m just…kinda low on mystic energy…” I added, shakily standing up.
Donnie glanced back at me, pulling me closer with the robotic arms until I was pressed against him. He swallowed uncomfortably at the contact, but tore his eyes away from me after a second.
“Mikey, how are the shields?” He said into his tech-bracer.
“No luck.” Mikey’s voice said weakly. “Our mystic powers still aren’t working- just (Y/N)’s are.”
“What the heck-” I coughed.
“You’re a dragon, (Y/N), you run on a different sort of power.” Mikey answered. “C’mon, I thought you read the monster manual.”
Donnie frowned, hovering off the ground while keeping me propped up with his mechanical appendages. “The monster manual is not a scientific source! Do we have any valid proof of that, Micheal?!”
“It’s in these scrolls. You should read them!” Mikey said matter of factly. “They have pictures.”
“I thought those were spell pages?! You read them?” I said in shock.
“Uh yeah. It’s just like the monster manual!” He said, and I could practically hear the grin in his voice-
And then suddenly the shield closed.
There was a beat of silence that hung over us as we stared at the wreckage.
Donnie swallowed. “Mikey, what did you do?”
“What? I didn’t do anything-”
“Oh hey,” I said weakly, looking out at the krang-infected-former residents of Huo Hall as they pounded on the outside of the shield, begging for mercy. “My nose stopped bleeding.”
And then it went dark.
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Donnie carried me back into the engineering building in a blur, and the next thing I knew, I was on a cot in a room I didn’t recognize.
I sat up, looking around. It was a tiny home with purple lighting just like the lab….Donnie’s tiny home, probably. I pulled the purple blanket over my shoulders and turned on my tech-bracer.
“Hey…Dee?” I said, and my voice came out horse and scratchy.
“(Y/N).” His voice said through the comm. “You’re awake.”
“Yeah. How long was I out?”
“About eight hours.” He replied. “I put you in my spare room because the med bay is full- and absolutely crawling with germs, which is not only gross, but also…well, we’ve made some discoveries.”
“Oh….rad? I think? I guess it depends on the discoveries.” I mused.
“Uh…yeah, these are very….well, they’re discoveries, and the pursuit of knowledge is always positive?” He said lamely. “Nervous chuckle?”
“No…” I yawned. “...not if you’re in a Lovecraft novel…”
“...No. Not if you’re in a Lovecraft novel.” He agreed quietly. “I’ll send SHELLDON to escort you to the lab, okay?”
“Okay.”
On the cue, there was a knock on the window, and the turtle drone waved at me.
“Hi dude.” I smiled, swinging the door open.
“Hey (Y/N)!” Said SHELLDON. “How’re you doin’, bro?”
I shrugged. “That depends entirely upon whether or not I like what Donnie discovered.” I said bluntly, folding the blanket and tossing it onto the bed.
I stepped outside, taking in the damage that the zombies had caused. Huo Hall was empty with the exception of caution tape, which was…just fantastic, and the whole campus seemed devoid of people.
SHELLDON hummed ahead of me, occasionally checking back to see how I was doing. I gave him a dishonest thumbs up, and we trekked on.
Raph was at the door of the engineering building, and he let me in with a nervous smile.
“So…how’s it hangin’, (Y/N)?” He said, following me down the corridor.
I shrugged. “It’s….well, things are happening….?” I said, gesturing at the wreckage outside vaguely. “How was your mission?”
“We successfully brought a few Yokai safely into the base,”He said, but his smile was hollow. (Reasonable.)
“That’s rad, Raph.” I smiled genuinely. “I’ll see ya in a bit, okay?” I said, turning into the Lab.
“Cool….cool.” He said. “Look, (Y/N), if you need help with anything- we’re here for ya, okay? It can’t have been easy, what you and Mikey went through today…”
I smiled, looking back at him. “Thanks dude. I…I appreciate it- and ditto.”
He waved, and I stepped into the Lab.
“Hey Dee….you called?” I said, my voice echoing around the space.
“Yes. Micheal and Draxum had some quote-unquote ‘science’ to share with you.” He said, emerging from behind a stack of salvaged machinery. “I don’t understand this mystic nonsense, but…they do.” He added, a bit quieter.
“Okay…does it have to do with the shields?”
“Duh.” He scoffed. “Man, I just wish I’d been there myself for more than just the tail end of the action. Then maybe I’d be able to dispute or agree with their claims, but it’s all so frustratingly out of my realm of knowledge. Scoff. Stupid scientist wannabes….” He ranted, leading me towards a whiteboard covered in calculations and paragraphs of explanations.
“Woah.” I said, sitting on the couch that faced the whiteboard. “That’s a lot of exposition.”
“Scoff. They spent too much time on flowery language.” Donnie snorted, crossing his arms irritably as he sat next to me.
I patted his shoulder in half-ironic sympathy. “Tough.”
“Right?! See, you get it!” He exclaimed, throwing his hands into the air.
“Donnie, (Y/N)!” Said a voice behind the couch, and Mikey stepped forward. “There you guys are! Draxum gave me this script to tell you about our findings, which I shall read from….now.”
I glanced at Donnie, a hint of amusement in my eyes that was not reflected in his. His eyes remained narrowed as his brother stood in front of the whiteboard.
“Ahem.” Mikey coughed, reading from the script. “You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. That's the signpost up ahead - your next stop, the Twilight Zone- Heeeyyy, this is the wrong script!” He scowled, and Donnie scoffed again.
“You’re not a scientist, Micheal.” He said grumpily.
“Sure I am! I’m Dr. Science-man, mystic scientist!” He said cheerfully.
“That isn’t a thing.” Donnie groaned. “Now are you done with your juvenile presentation so we can talk about what the Baron told you?”
Mikey scoffed. “Did I just hear you dismiss Dr. Science-man? Did you dismiss Dr. Science-man, Donald?!”
“Uh, yeah, I thought that needed no clarification?” Donnie said bluntly.
Sigh.
“Boys, boys, you’re both beautiful, but I ain’t sittin’ through this.” I sighed, resting my face in my hand boredly.
“Oh right, my script.” Mikey smiled, bouncing back to his cheerful smile.
I nodded. “Yes. Gimme the diagnosis, Doc.”
Mikey flipped through the script, skim-reading it. “Uh…you’ve been diagnosed with…a lack of mystic energy.”
I snorted, a bit defensively. “Is that all? I…I feel like we already knew that, to be honest-”
“Yeah, shows me for letting him into the lab. “ Donnie sighed.
“No, you have literally zero mystic energy. None. Nada. Zip. None whatsoever.” Mikey elaborated.
I blushed, irritated. “I know! I can’t do much magic or fix the issues that are staring us in the face! You can quit reminding me!” I snapped.
Donnie nodded, glaring at him. “Yeah. Micheal, this isn’t new information, you’ve only succeeded at wasting our time.”
“No-guys, that isn’t-” He sighed, and shoved Donnie’s goggles down onto his eyes. “Just look, Donald.”
Dee raised his eyebrows, staring at me through the blue and red lenses. He tapped the side of them, furiously adjusting the settings before quietly giving up.
“But…but that’s impossible...” He stuttered.
“What?!” I snapped, standing up.
He raised the goggles. “You’re a Yokai, but you’re not showing up on my goggles that detect mystic energy. Mikey is, and so am I, but you’re not?! What is going on? This makes no sense! Clearly you have powers, what with the whole waterbender thing-” He continued rambling, staring at his goggles in confusion, but I mentally tuned him out.
I sat down, afraid that my legs would give way if I stood on them.
��Mikey sighed, shoving Donnie back down onto the couch next to me. “See, this is what I wanted to talk about. You’re not mystic, you’re a different form of magic. You’re a dragon, (Y/N)...and you run on a different power source from the rest of us, which is why Draxum and I can’t affect the shield at all. Tada!”
He bowed.
“I’m sorry what?”
***
I sighed as I sat in the lab, this time the subject of examination rather than the examiner, much to my chagrin.
Donnie prodded my arm with his bo staff, muttering things and writing down stuff that couldn’t possibly be helpful. All the while, the sound of the meeting that was going on in the office played over Donnie’s monitor.
“So we officially lost Huo Hall.” Said April’s voice over the livestream. “But as my team was coming back in, we saw that the Krang zombies weren’t infecting people, they were just…taking them.”
Leo frowned. “So you think they have some sort of…ulterior motive?”
April didn’t reply audibly, but based on the deepening frown on Leo’s face, I assumed she had nodded from offscreen.
“Maybe they’re using them for free labor.” Mikey suggested.
Leo nodded, jotting something down in his notebook. “That is certainly a possibility. Any other ideas?”
“Torturing!” Cass’s voice said a little too enthusiastically.
“Torturing- valid point, they do seem like the type…” Leo added it to his list.
“Ransom.” April volunteered.
“Food?” Raph said.
“A bait to lure us out of hiding.” Said Splinter, coming onscreen.
“Good points, good points.” Leo swallowed and wrote them down. “Okay. Meanwhile, Mikey and Draxum discovered a connection between the shield powers and (Y/N)- something something ‘ancient magic powered by bloodlines or dragons or something’, excetera excetera, so on and so forth.” He said, doing air quotes. “So that…is not ideal. (Y/N) is currently in the lab to run tests on this theory.”
The livestream clicked off as Donnie stepped in front of me.
“So…(Y/N), I’ve got a few questions for you.” Said Donnie, finally setting down the equipment.
“Oh boy, questions.” I said unenthusiastically.
Donnie ignored my comment. “So. Where were you when the shield broke?” He said in a bored-sounding monotone.
“Here, pretty much. I was monitoring the scouting parties as Leo instructed me to.”
“Hm.” He said, typing something on his tech-bracer. “Okay. Did anything unusual happen before the events of this afternoon?”
“Uh…not that I know of- Oh! I got a nosebleed.” I said.
Donnie narrowed his eyes. “You didn’t get blood on anything, right? That is horribly unsanitary-”
“No, Dee, of course not.” I sighed. I would never! When I bleed I’m smart about it Dee-
“Good-”
Wait. Wait, when I bleed? When was the last time I had to deal with blood like that?!
“Hey, do you think- Dee, the shield closed when I stopped bleeding!” I gasped. “What if the magic is-”
“-Somehow linked to your physical health?!” He said, eyes widening.
“Exactly!” I said, jumping up. “Think about it- that was the first time I’d been physically weakened since I put the shield up in the first place!”
Donnie nodded, scratching at his forearms manically. “Yeah- yeah! We’d obviously need more evidence to say for sure-”
“-Obviously-”
“-But it’s a solid hypothesis, at least as much as it can be when working with magic!” Donnie said excitedly.
“Ohmigosh, I’m a genius!”
“Fibonacci, I’m a genius!” We spoke over each other, grinning.
I held out my fist, smirking. He matched my expression with a smug look of his own, and knocked his fist into mine.
“Boom.” We chorused.
***
I trudged into the commons as the night began to fall, having reached a dilemma- Huo Hall was…not someplace that I wanted to be in tonight. Which sucked, considering I had nowhere else to sleep.
Should I ask someone for help? I thought, fidgeting with my hoodie strings. I hesitantly glanced at my tech-bracer, considering the possibilities.
I could text April, she probably has room…no, no, April is probably busy. Uhm….there’s Raph, I’ve slept at his place before, but I don’t know, maybe he’s already asleep? Hm, Raph is…possible. Uh…Leo is way too stressed so that’s a definite no, and Donnie probably needs a break from me since I’ve bothered him enough today…uhhhhhh…
I sighed, looking out the window to the silhouette of the now-falling apart Huo Hall, and the craziness of the past twenty-four hours caught up with me.
People had died. And I couldn’t save them. What was the point of having cool powers if I couldn’t save people when they needed it?!
Woah there (L/N), you do help people. Said a part of me. If it weren’t for you, the base would have entirely run out of drinkable water by now, and more people would be put at risk trying to scavenge for it.
“If it weren’t for me getting a fucking nosebleed then thirty people would still be here.” I argued out loud, glaring at my reflection in the window.
That’s not fair, you’re only human- of course you’re gonna be fallible.
“But that’s the problem! I’m not only human, I’m a quarter dragon! It’s my job, my freaking evolutionary purpose to not be fallible!” I exclaimed, scowling into the mirror-like window. My reflection scowled back, unsurprisingly, and suddenly I was laughing.
“This is absurd.” I managed to choke out, grinning. I was a sixteen year old talking to my reflection in the wake of a horrible event- this was ridiculous!
“It’s the apocalypse, (L/N), blaming yourself is stupid. Go to bed.” I said, and my reflection beamed back.
I texted Raph.
You: Hey…sorry to bother you dude, but do you think I could crash at your place for a bit? My bedroom is kinda out of commission at the moment :,)
There was a moment of silence, and my phone dinged.
Dee :) : Yeah, no problem so long as you bring your own blankets.
Oh shoot.
You: Ahh sorry to bother you, Dee- I meant to text Raph lol
There was an unsettling bout of silence. I swallowed.
Dee :) : …Are my quarters not proficient? /hj
I smiled, tension lessening.
You: Nah, I just don’t wanna bother you lol
Dee :) : Again, (Y/N), if you were, I’d tell you so with very little tact. So don’t worry about it dear lab partner.
Dee :) : You know, since SHELLDON likes you of course. He added.
I smiled.
You: But of course.
You: Okay, just let me know when I should head down.
Dee :) : Now is good. Allow me to just grab a Jupiter Jim DVD from Leon’s collection.
You: Cool :)
***
“What do you think you’ll do when we run out of those?” I asked, glancing over at Donnie as he drew his eyebrows on with a sharpie.
His eyes flicked over to me before he looked back at his reflection. “...I’ll make some permanent ones with tech stuff, probably? What’ll you do when you run out of eyeliner?”
I shrugged. “Stop wearing eyeliner, probably. Hey, why do you draw yourself eyebrows anyways? None of your brothers do,”
“Well, I’ve been told that it can be hard to read my…emotions. So. They help with that.” He said simply.
“Huh. Like how you say ‘scoff’.” I noted.
“No, that one I started doing ironically. But then it stopped being ironic after a while.” He replied.
“Ooh. Reminds me of how I started stealing Leo’s aviator glasses ironically but now they’re a staple of my apoca-licious wardrobe.” I grinned at the mirror and flicked the stolen sunglasses onto my eyes.
“Exactly.” Donnie smirked, looking at my reflection. “Has Nardo noticed they’re missing yet?”
“Of course- did ya read what he sent to the group chat?”
Donnie pulled up his phone. “...No, I did not.” He grinned as he read Leo’s message. “Dearest Michealangelo, I know you took my sunglasses. Return them or die. Frowny face emoji.” He read it out loud dramatically, looking up at me. “Framing Angelo. Nice.”
“Yup.” I smirked, tossing my head dramatically. “I’m cool like that.”
“Oh god, no! Now you look and sound like Nardo!” Donnie bent over, laughing.
“Hm. Uh…I’m hot and beautiful and uh….tubular. Kiss me, beautiful men.” I said in a bad impression of Leo.
“Oh- oh that’s worse-” He gasped, burying his face in his hoodie sleeves.
I grinned, taking the sunglasses off to flop onto the bed next to him. “So- which film did you steal?”
“An Atomic Lass focused one, obviously.” He answered, reaching for the DVD.
I nodded in approval. “Yes, that shall indeed prove sufficient.” I said in a Donnie-impression.
It went over his head. “But of course. You know as well as I do that my taste is simply undeniably good.”
“Of course, of course.” I nodded, biting back laughter- knowing him, he was probably 100% serious and would be confused by that reaction.
“Man, I can’t believe we skipped Halloween this year.” I said as I regained my barings.
“What?” Donnie said.
“Y’know, we could’ve all done Jupiter Jim costumes. Too bad we were all too worried about that whole doomsday thing.” I smiled, only half joking.
“Snort. My incorrigible brothers would spend so much time fighting over who gets to be Jupiter Jim that we’d miss trick or treating.” Donnie smiled.
“We’d settle it by letting April be Jupiter Jim, obviously.” I shrugged.
“Ooh. She’d definitely like that.” Donnie nodded.
“But then that begs the question. Which one of us would get the honor of being Atomic Lass?” I said dramatically, putting the sunglasses back on.
“Gasp! You know full well she’s my favorite! This is a betrayal of the highest degree!” He said, clutching his heart as though in a soap opera.
“All's fair in Halloween wars.” I said darkly, but then he smiled so I had to smile back. “We’re being ridiculous.” I acknowledged, falling back onto the bed and splaying my arms out.
He fell next to me, still smiling, and I glanced at him before looking back at the ceiling.
“Hey, Dee?” I said softly, for once not overthinking my words.
“Yeah?”
“I’m glad we’re friends now.” I said simply, staring at the intricacies of the ceiling. “It’s nice, hanging out with you.”
Donnie hummed in reply, and his mechanical arm patted my hand.
“Likewise, my dear lab partner.” He said with a smile.
#rottmnt x reader#rottmnt donnie x reader#donatello hamato#rottmnt donnie#rise of the tmnt#rise of the tmnt x reader#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#leonardo hamato#donatello#donatello x reader#donnie x reader#rise donnie#rise donnie x reader#rottmnt#the junkyard at the end of the world
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ditto : 너를 상상하지 (i imagined you)
genre: fluff, ending angst
pairing: mina x tenth!member
content warning(s): brief hints of anxiety
ditto short series: nayeon, jeongyeon, momo, sana, jihyo, dahyun, chaeyoung, tzuyu
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your favorite penguin, ever.
you’ve always thought mina was extraordinary. and very talented. ever since she came to the jyp training program and onto sixteen, she's always been a mysterious person to begin with. and you liked that about the japanese girl.
although you both didn't talk much during your trainee days, she always kept an eye out on you. not for any bad reasons, just because you were so young, and even though you were competition, she cared about you.
it was momo and sana who had actually introduced you closer to mina. you both were shy, and didn't know korean that well, so you both helped each other.
you often complimented mina on her soft singing, and her dancing. she is very talented, she thanked you for that compliement.
once you both saw you were debuting in the same group, you hugged each other so tightly. from then on, besides chaeyoung, you became her quiet buddy.
she loved the fact that you two could sit in a room filled with silence, with only a few words spoken to each other, and back to silence. you both would both be comfortable with that.
you often did small activities with the older girl, such as knitting, doing puzzles, or even mina's favorite thing to do; build legos. you both even had a vlog where you both built a harry potter lego set together.
it sits on mina's shelf as of today.
you both even took naps together. almost anywhere as long as it was appropriate. such as at places like music bank where you would all be in your dressing room. getting ready, and after you did, you'd take a nap with your head on mina's shoulder, and her head on top of yours. a blanket draped across both of your laps.
when mina went on her hiatus, you sent her a gift basket with a card as much as you could to wish her the greatest and that you can’t wait to see her again, you’d wait as long as it took.
and you did wait.
when mina came back on that stage, your hand didn’t leave hers once, you were a happy ball of joy as mina stood by your side with a grin on her face. the hug you both shared was filled with love and tears.
and whenever mina would have little moments where she absolutely needed you, you were there. you’d squat with her, telling her to take the deep breaths. she’d be squeezing your hand tightly.
when you both had down time, you both did your favorite thing to do together ever; playing games, such as minecraft.
but mina hasn't been playing the fun game at all these past few weeks, even longer than that.
the news from their manager broke not just hers, but the rest of twice's hearts hearing you wouldn't be able to promote, or perform with them after the music video for moonlight sunrise was filmed.
it hit all of them like a brick.
that day when mina found you in your room, her cries and panics shouting for whoever was in the dorm at the time to hurry and call for help.
ever since promotions had ended, mina hasn't left her room, unless she was hungry or thirsty.
but other than that, she didn't leave. all she wanted to do was be with you at that moment. but she couldn't.
she sighed pulling out her nintendo switch, more so yours that's decorated with each member's lovely sticker, and switching on to minecraft.
she logged in with her account, loading up in your world you both made where you built a big house.
your name was offline.
"wish we could play one last time, y/nnie." mina sadly smiles with tears in her eyes.
that was the last game mina ever played.
#darling-twice#twice mina#twice x tenth!member#mina x tenth!member#kpop angst#mina angst#ditto short series
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Unpacking Piggy Plush for @vrfreeman! :3
gif one: two pale hands holding, squishing, and turning a pink strawberry cow squishmallow. the cow has a strawberry on its stomach and a pink heart on its back.
gif two: shiny, yellow taffy being pulled by gloved hands
gif three: a pale hand in a black sleeve grabbing and rubbing a fluffy pink and white yarn
gif four: two pale hands holding onto a ribbon, moving it around to inspect it, perhaps. the entire gif has a golden filter over it
image: the pig plush from the video game Unpacking. it has a yellow ribbon and a pink patch on its stomach
gif five: a yellow and white ribbon tied around a long piece of fabric with sunflower patterns on it
gif six: two hands pulling a knitted, pink hat
gif seven: a red machine pulling pastel yellow taffy
gif eight: a person pulling a pink ditto plush
#unpacking#pig#piggy plush#video game#gaming#yarn#taffy#taffy pulling#ribbon#plush#plushie#plushy#stuffed animal#stuffie#ditto#pokemon#cow#strawberry#squishmallow#pink#yellow#stimblr#stim#stimmy#stimming#stimboard#tw fake food#tw food#tw hands#flower
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FILMES ASIÁTICOS 🍜🍥
todos os filmes estão em ordem alfabética.
observação: se algum link não estiver funcionando, por favor, avise na ask, que iremos mudar o link.
2046 - Os Segredos do Amor
2LDK
3-Iron
A Bruxa: Parte 1 - A Subversão
A Bruxa: Parte 2 - A Outra
A Câmera de Claire
A Criada
A Despedida
A Garota de 1 Milhão de Ienes
A Ligação
A Man
A Moment of Romance
A Moment to Remember
A Mulher que Fugiu
A Tale of Two Sisters
A Taxi Driver
A Vilã
A Violent Prosecutor
Adeus, Minha Concubina
After My Death
Aloners
Amor �� Flor da Pele
Amores Expressos
As The Gods Will
Assunto de Família
Audition
Battle Royale
Better Days
Blue Spring
Borboleta Púrpura
Born To Fly
BTS - Burn The Stage
Burning
Buscando...
Carter
Casa de Beija-Flor
Céu e Inferno
Character
Christmas in August
Close Knit
Cinzas do Passado Redux
Confession
Conflito Mortal
Crow Zero
Cure
Decibel
Decisão de Partir
Dias Selvagens
Die Tomorrow
Ditto
Dolls
Drive My Car
Drowning Love
Egoist
Eros
Eu Sou um Cyborg, E Daí?
Fantasy of the Girls
Fallen Angels
Felizes Juntos
Garota do Século 20
Gonjiam: Haunted Asylum
Grass
Hana e Alice
Hanagatami
Harakiri
Haru
Helter Skelter
Hidden Blade
Honey
Honey and Clover
Hope
Hostage: Missing Celebrity
Hotel by the River
House
Hunt
Iris: O Filme
I Am Hero
I Saw The Devil
Ichi the Killer
Invasão Zumbi
j-hope IN THE BOX
Jung_E
Just Friends?
Kamikaze Girls
Kill Boksoon
Koizora
Lady Vingança
Lanternas Vermelhas
Linda Linda Linda
Liverleaf
Longa Jornada Noite Adentro
Lust, Caution
Marcas da Maldição
Mary is Happy, Mary is Happy
Memórias de um Assassinato
Meus Dias Chuvosos
Midnight
Midnight Runners
Millennium Mambo
Minari: Em Busca da Felicidade
Moonlit Winter
More Than Family
Mother
Mr. Vingança
Mulan
My Broken Mariko
Nana
Na Praia à Noite Sozinha
Nobody Knows
O Amante
O Caminho para Casa
O Gângster, o Policial e o Diabo
O Grito
O Mundo de Kanako
Oldboy
One Day, You Will Reach the Sea
Os Setes Samurais
Our Love Story
Pais e Filhos
Parasita
Parasite in Love
Phantom
Pipeline
Podres de Ricos
Project Wolf Hunting
Rastros de um Sequestro
Recalled
Remember
Return To Seoul
Room No.7
Sede de Sangue
Sintonizada em Você
Shang-Chi e a Lenda dos Dez Anéis
Soulmate, 2016
Soulmate, 2023
Sweet & Sour
Swing Kids
Take Care of My Cat
The Beauty Inside
The Box - No Ritmo do Coração
The Cat
The Closet
The Divine Fury
The Last 10 Years
The Mimic
The Negotiation
The Novelist’s Film
The Outlaws
The Silenced
Three Times
Três Gerações, Um Destino
Tudo em Todo Lugar ao Mesmo Tempo
Tudo Sobre Lily
Um Dia Quente de Verão
Uma Noiva Para Rip Van Winkle
Unlocked
V.I.P
Yojimbo - O Guarda-Costas
Young Adult Matters
Your Eyes Tell
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- Maybe
‘we both got kicked out of our rooms because our roommates are having sex so now we’re standing in the hallway avoiding each other’ AU
Have a random and quickly written thing.
'What are you doing?'
Mabel raised her head from her position on the floor, currently seated in a cold dormitory hallway with her back against the wall and legs spread out across the floor. It wasn't like she was blocking the way or anything though - people could easily step over.
In her hands she had a ball of sparkly red yarn and two knitting needles. She smiled up at the stranger, holding up a partially finished sweater. 'Knitting! Also, hi!'
The young man frowned at her energetic response, no doubt wondering how she was so upbeat this late at night.
'Alright, but why in the middle of the corridor? And at midnight?'
'Ooh, well that's a long a story that starts with me, my roomate and this guy we met in a bar three weeks ago-'
'Bye.' He began to walk off and Mabel leaned forward.
'Wait, wait! Fine, I'll give the short version!!' It was nice having someone to talk to after being out here alone so far, she didn't want him to leave. She blew air out between her lips before sighing as the guy regarded her neutrally. 'My roomate's, how should I say this?' She paused, clasping her hands together in front of her as she considered for a moment. 'She's.... enjoying some adult naptime with her friend.'
An arched eyebrow. 'You mean they're bumpin' uglies?'
She flushed. 'Um.... yeah.'
The guy snorted, leaning against the wall opposite as he folded his arms with a wry grin. 'Ditto. My roommate likes to slime the banana with his girlfriend often.'
Mabel made a face. 'Gross, gross, gross! Do you have to phrase it like that?'
'I'm sorry, I wasn't aware I was speakin' to a grandma.' His gaze dropped down to the stuff in her lap. 'Though I guess the crochet kit should have been a guess.'
'This is knitting, not crochet. There's a difference!' Mabel huffed before forcing herself to calm down. Cm'on Mabel, be the bigger person. Maybe this was guy was just having a bad day and that's why he was being an ass - he'd been kicked out of his room too, after all. Let's try this again. 'I haven't seen you around before, who are you?'
'That's cuz I spend most of my time in the science lab,' he quipped back. 'And it's Bill.'
Mabel set her knitting stuff aside and pushed herself to her feet, smiling brightly as she offered a hand. 'Nice to meet you Bill, I'm Mabel.'
The fellow student eyed her hand warily. Mabel wiggled her fingers enticingly as she grinned. 'It's okay, I don't bite. Promise.'
He seemed reluctant but eventually took her hand, giving it a brief shake. 'Do you often find yourself kicked out at night?'
'Nope! Tonight's the first time so I don't mind. I was happy to stay in the bathroom whilst they went at it but apparently I was being distracting so they kicked me out.'
'Distracting, how?'
'Well, I was just making a few sound effects to lighten the mood y'know? And then I was shouting encouraging words at the guy 'cuz it seemed he was doing a real good job from what I could hear.'
'That's god damn hilarious,' Bill said, cackling. 'Can you come do that to my roommie? He'd love it!'
Mabel cocked her head. His words were nice but why did she feel like he was being sarcastic?
As he recovered, Bill flashed her a boyish smile that made her heart skip a beat. Oh, he actually looked quite handsome when he wasn't pulling a face. She hadn't been granted the chance to notice until now.
'Mabel, was it? I'll see ya around.' He turned and began walking away and the brunette stared after him.
'Wait!'
She rummaged in her pockets as he paused to turn back. Procuring a pink gel pen she chased after him, grabbing his arm and scribbling.
'....What are ya doin?'
She pulled back and flashed him a smile, capping her pen. 'Leaving my number.' Wink.
He stared.
She grinned back.
'Do you give your number to every guy you meet?' he asked pointedly.
'No!' Well, not anymore. A few years ago when she'd been boy-crazy she more or less had. This was the first time in five weeks she'd handed it out - that must be some kind of record!
'Hm. Well, I'll call ya if I need your services with Pine Tree.'
'Who?'
'My roommate,' he clarified as he swivelled around and continued walking away again.
'Oh. Well, yeah... that or, um, any other service!'
He stopped.
'Ah wait, oops, not like that!' she yelled, face turning red as she abruptly realised how that sounded and shook her hands in front of her frantically. 'I mean just like... a date or coffee or something. Ha ha.'
Bill glanced over his shoulder, blue eyes meeting hers in a scrutinising manner. She laughed nervously, rubbing the back of her head. Smooth Mabel, real smooth.
But then he surprised her with his response:
'Maybe,' he muttered before walking away once and for all. Mabel remained standing in the corridor alone, chest fluttering.
Maybe, huh?
Maybe was good. Maybe was promising. She could definitely work with "maybe"!
Ooh, she should tell Dipper about this! He'd been acting so crabby lately over his "new asshole roommate", maybe he'd feel better if she shared the good news about having a new crush.
(Probably not. Knowing Dipper he wouldn't care but hey she was using the lame excuse in her mind to boast to him about it anyway. Suck it.)
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Transiting Venus enters retrograde zone
Timeline (current events in bold)
Sunday, June 4, 2023, 15:00 UT - Venus’ greatest eastern elongation, 29°06’ Cancer
Monday, June 19, 07:18 UT - transiting Venus enters pre-retrograde shadow, 12°12’ Leo
Sunday, July 23, 01:33 UT - transiting Venus stations retrograde, 28°36’ Leo
Sunday, August 13, 11:15, Sun-Venus inferior conjunction, 20°28’ Leo
Monday, September 4, 01:20 UT - transiting Venus stations direct, 12°12’ Leo
Saturday, October 7, 9:21 UT - transiting Venus exits post-retrograde shadow, 28°36’ Leo
Thursday, October 24, 2023, 02:57 UT - Venus’ greatest western elongation, 14°02’ Virgo
Tuesday, June 4, 2024, 15:33 UT - Sun-Venus superior conjunction, 14°30’ Gemini
Friday, January 10, 2025, 09:59 UT - Venus’ greatest eastern elongation, 7°35’ Pisces
Tuesday, January 28, 2025 - transiting Venus enters pre-retrograde shadow, 24°37’ Pisces
That is rather more timeline information than I usually write - I wanted to show the whole process, if only to enable people to find the similarities and differences between Venus’ and Mercury’s retrograde zones.
But what does it all mean? Here is Martin Bulgerin’s take (from www . biopscinst . com):
When Venus is in retrograde, the emotions and instincts go haywire. Our usual sense of what is beautiful, pleasing and attractive is suspended. Some astrologers warn against buying anything for its aesthetic appeal during this cycle, since the object will seem like a "lapse of good taste" at a later date. Relationships begun now can be the same way. I'd double-check any decisions made by "gut level instinct" or by the way the situation feels while Venus is backing up.
How does this translate into Venus’ areas?
Art - I knit and crochet, and I consistently have found Venus Rx to bring me all kinds of excessively elaborate ideas for dazzling future projects; they invariably fail to materialize.
Beauty - the classic Venus Rx problem here is the drastic haircut that ends up a disaster. Don’t do it!
Love - and the typical event in this category is the return of former lovers, whether we want to see them again or not.
Money - Venus rules money; Leo rules gambling and investment. Not only is Martin’s caution about splurging on something tacky very valid (Leo has a tacky streak), but we are also in danger of spending too much on bad investments eg “get rich quick schemes.”
All our Venus functions are due for a little recalibration. (Venus as ruler of Libra, the Scales, can get behind this.) During these pre-retrograde shadow weeks, we need to be alert for the themes which we’ll focus on.
Venus will make some “three-peat” aspects during her time in the Zone. If they trigger anything in your chart, watch out! The following all occur during the pre-retrograde shadow:
Sunday, June 11 - Venus/Leo square Jupiter/Taurus, 5°37’ (I know, this was technically not in Venus’ retrograde zone, but it’s still a three-peat!)
Thursday, June 29 - Venus/Leo trine Chiron/Aries, 19°42’
Sunday, July 2 - Venus/Leo square Uranus/Taurus, 21°46’
Saturday, July 8 - Venus/Leo trine Eris/Aries, 25°14’
Saturday, July 15 - Venus/Leo inconjunct Neptune Rx/Pisces, 27°37’
Some scaffolding, if you’re in need of it:
Consider your natal Venus by sign and house - this is the cause, the instigator, behind what’s about to happen. (Venus in Taurus and the 6th, conjunct my Descendant.)
Which house(s) of your natal chart will Venus Rx be parked in? Here’s where the action is. (Back and forth between my natal 9th and 10th.)
Will Venus make any aspects to your Sun, Moon, Ascendant/Descendat, &/or MC/IC? These will be Very Big Deals. (Sextile, trine, square, conjunct/oppose - jackpot!!)
Is anything else going on in your chart, Venus-related? (Transiting Jupiter will be conjunct my natal Venus for the whole period; ditto for transiting Neptune semi-square natal Venus; my progressed Venus enters Leo in early August.)
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Stay With Me, 2023, China, 24 episodes. I just binged the whole thing over five nights (felt like 3).
As @absolutebl would say, that's China for you: censored and/or tragic. In this case, we end on a cliffhanger, with the survival of a lead in question, to say nothing of the relationship. Well, the latter is pretty solid--even if no one's said I Love (or even Like) You, and the only (chaste) kisses being rendered on a sleeping face.
So, am I hoping for a sequel or second season ? You bet l am. I loved this one ...! So much family time, rich and (especially) poor alike, and the most precocious little sister yet. Lots of time in the perfect neighborhood hutong, as well as the usual mansion, seaside setting, car driving and bike riding--and a fine cast, including really winning (cute, beautiful, energetic and emotive) leads, a genuine mustache-twirling villain (older brother variety), mothers supportive and not, dads ditto ... the whole nine yards. Passionate and troubled black sheep rich kid, happier in the arms of the handsome, smart and wholesome poor-boy's family than in his own unloving household. And Duoduo, the little girl who knits them all together ...
PS: I am assured by a reader that a second season has been "signed." Wow ... how long, how long ...?
Why do l find no discussion ? The series ended Aug 12 ...
#stay with me#really enjoyable#a second season ? anybody know anything ?#@absolutebl#ABL ?#not your kinda thing ?
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