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And so the game has begun again. An endless cycle. Limited Life has started, and so it will end. Essentially a summary/explanation of Session 1, in case you can't/don't want to watch all of the pov's, and no this isn't gonna be very organized.
So much has already happened in one session. The Canary Curse has been transferred to Skizz, Scar had the first natural death and has completely gone off the PG-Rating. The universe is toying with their Star, ie. making Scott the first Boogeyman of the season when he refused to kill his Soulbound at the end of last season. Grian, Joel, AND Jimmy, YET AGAIN, chose to live on something extremely flammable, they have yet to learn from their past lives mistakes.
Scott gifted a Pufferfish of Peace to Jimmy once again. Cleo set The Bad Boys' Mansion on fire and it spread throughout the surrounding forest. Bdubs' clock issue has grown. . . . Yeah.... There's no way to make that sound not bad. Scar's processing and reaction time has slowed down even more somehow- There were three Boogeymen this session, Scott, then Bdubs (who both killed poor poor Skizz), and ending off the session with Martyn who killed BigB. Bdubs and Scar (B&S) are looting the server, though not really successful, they did get animals.
Grian never fully escapes the strings tying him back to Scar, they might not be grouped together, but Scar still found and bothered Grian. As for the Moon & Stars... The ties from last season, while loose, have yet to be broken as they too found and ventured together for a bit. Cleo is now a mother to a clock obsessed plant boy and an accident prone salesman, they are now known as The Clockers and live atop Entertainment Mountain/Rock across from The Bad Boys' Mansion. Scar is collecting some odd items, and being insistent that he cares not for wizardry or magic.
Scott and Martyn are living in the middle of a Coral Reef called The Coral Isles, and they call themselves The Coral Kids, I can only imagine how that'll end. BigB spent a good portion of the session mining before Pearl found him, Martyn meeting up with them shortly after and said a rather odd quote about the Moon, even equating it to Pearl. "The moon's high, you might die. That's what they say when Pearl's around." Pearl went off to find the remainder of the people she hadn't met, only to find a cat which she tamed, and BigB again. Pearl has decided to align with him for now, and they decided to go on the move, making jokes about how suspicious BigB is and about 5 am Pearl...
They did end up deciding on living very close to the Mansion and Entertainment Rock though, naming themselves Nosy Neighborsfor now. Then Martyn found them again, the Boogeyman curse taking hold of him and he killed BigB who was rightfully suspicious of Martyn. He did try getting an explosion kill before but... Well it only killed some cows. (P.S. Idk if Martyn does the sound/music for his videos but whoever does it is AMAZING.) Joel was gonna make a place in the ocean with Jimmy before finding out it was already claimed, and Etho was jealous that Joel was going to build a boat with someone else.
Scar's memories about when he was a Boogeyman and that life season are a bit fuzzy, Cleo remembers that life season rather clearly though as she later told Pearl to be cautious of BigB since she's teaming with him, and in the past BigB got the Boogey Curse and killed Cleo who was his Day 1 Buddy. Tango, Impulse, Etho, and Skizz I believe are grouped up, they are T.I.E.S. and they live underground. Despite his kindness Skizz was killed twice and also by a creeper, though he still managed to get full iron (minus helmet ofc) and some diamonds. He will probably be the first Yellow Lofe of the season, hopefully the Canary Curse won't stick with Skizz, with luck (good or bad who knows) it will return to its rightful home. Have fun Jimmy.
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j3llysh4rk · 3 years
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We went to the Tennessee Aquarium in Chattanooga for Bones's Birthday!
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gerrydelano · 3 years
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oh dude you should give “ship in a bottle” by fin a shot! It’s super good and has very tasty jon vibes
OOF for a second i couldn't find it before i realized that's something steffan argus is also known by - thank you! this is on my TSP playlist for jon, a few people have suggested it! great minds think alike >:'3
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gnfkitten · 3 years
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true pain is swimming in the ocean, not paying attention for like thirty seconds because you’re past where the waves break, and then getting absolutely bodied by a fucking monster wave. i hate polar bear swims not because i am a pussy bitch but because i always forget the ocean is out to kill me specifically.
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abutterflyscribbles · 5 years
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@ocean-sunrise
When Dawn had shown up to pick Sunny up for the homecoming dance he had assumed the news of him having to stay home with a bad cold would be met with brief disappointment before Dawn went on her merry way with whatever guy she had decided on as her date. She’d been mulling it over for weeks beforehand, but promised Sunny she would make sure he got a ride to the dance.
Sunny hadn’t been looking forward to sharing a car with Dawn and her date. It was a relief to have a solid reason not to go.
A boutonnière, still in a clear plastic box, was in Dawn’s hand, showing that she hadn’t picked her date up yet. With a dull pang Sunny recognized Dawn’s handiwork. She had made her date’s boutonnière herself. Lucky guy.
“No loss, right? Me not coming,” Sunny had said after breaking the news, “I’m not the DJ this year and I don’t have a date. It’s not like I have a significant social presence.”
“Aw, Sunny, don’t say stuff like that. Everybody likes you!”
“I’m just sort of . . . there. I don’t have the charm to get a girl to make me a boutonnière.”
Sunny meant it as a joke.
Dawn didn’t laugh. Her face had gone pink and she just about exploded at him.
“If you say another word, I’ll . . . I’ll make you a whole flower arrangement. How do you like that?!”
Struggling sluggishly through the lethargy induced by the cold medication, Sunny may have spent longer than necessary staring at Dawn with his mouth hanging open.
“Was that . . .” Sunny ventured to speak, “Was that a threat or . . .?”
“This is for you, stupid!” Dawn shoved the plastic box at him.
Sunny held it, confused. “I don’t get it.”
“I’m asking you to be my date! Or, I was. You had to go and catch a stupid cold.”
“A date as friends?”
“No! A date! A date date. I’ve been trying to pick a guy to ask for weeks and weeks and none of them were right and finally at 3am when I was trying to figure out a good boutonnière arrangement I . . .” Dawn twisted her fingers together and lowered her voice, “I realized that you were the guy I wanted to make special memories with.”
Sunny really needed to blow his nose. He put the back of his hand on his forehead.
“What are you doing?” Dawn asked.
“Trying to see if I have a fever and am hallucinating. I could have sworn my best friend just told me she likes me back.“
“Likes you back?” Dawn squeaked. She had gone from pink to red. “You like me too? Sunny, I think I might kiss you.”
“Uh . . . got a cold . . .?” Sunny said stupidly.
Dawn slammed into him for a hug and kissed his cheek. “Then you’d better get well real fast, okay?”
“I will do my absolute best.”
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teyvattherapist · 3 years
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Another one, set directly after the one where Sandrone finds Childe~ :)
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Sandrone-- by a feat of miracle-- snuck Ajax into his Academy room and squirreled the boy away into the cramped bathroom while he snuck into the infirmary again to retrieve a first aid kit. When he returned, Ajax had stripped off his coat and scarf, leaving him in a shirt that was more holes than fabric and his bloodstained shorts. Wordlessly, Sandrone handed him an energy bar he'd swiped from the cafeteria and wetted a towel, rubbing away the dirt and grime that layered Ajax like a second skin. As the dirt washed away, the wounds were brought into stark relief. Hundreds of them, layered over each other and crisscrossing Ajax's skin like gaping mouths. Some were fully healed, nothing but thin, silvery lines. Others were an angry red and purple, bruised and swollen around the edges. All had clean cuts, suggesting an expert hand behind the blade. "Who did this?" Sandrone asked. He wasn't really expecting an honest answer, anyway. But Ajax was always one to surprise him. "The Abyss. I fell into a hole in the ground, and I was taken away to somewhere." "Was it scary?" Sandrone didn't look up from his ministrations, choosing to focus on the mangled mess that was Ajax's knees (how hard did he fall?) "It was," Ajax sighed dreamily. "But the things I saw down there... it spoke to me. The Abyss spoke to me, Sulien. It told me things that scared the everloving hell out of me, but I'm grateful to them." "Why?" Sandrone finally looked up. There were a hundred questions packed into that one word. Why are you still alright? Why are you thanking the Abyss? Why do you sound so different?
And from the bloodied fragments of Ajax's face, the eye of the Abyss stared back at him, milky and purple. Ajax smiled, a pristine tear in the mangled visage of a beast rebuilt from the ground up. "So I can protect you."
IM SCREAMING, ALMOND, THIS IS
KJFDSKJDFS??
SULIEN BEING A SNEAKY LIL SHIT IS SO TRUE, THAT'S JUST HOW HE WAS-
BUT THE SO I CAN PROTECT YOU?? SO I CAN PROTECT YOU!! OH MY GOSDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD. THE ?? JFDDF YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW!! I KNOW YOU DON'T KNOW THE LOFE, BUT THAT FITS SO WELL IM SCREAMING
as promised. Part two of Desiderium under the cut.
Another nightmare, another sleepless night. This nightmare was real though, it wasn’t like his usual ones, the ones where he was bound by chains and forced to- No, he didn’t want to think about those. His mind wandered to the latest one. He had given thought to Zhongli’s words, he was longing for somebody. But who? The God had never brought it up again, so he didn’t know. It had to be Lumine right? She was pretty, sure. Strong, good with a sword, her eyes were a nice shade of gold. But something still felt off.
He needed to take a walk.. He stopped when he reached the living room, blinking at.. Lumine? Asleep on his couch? The blonde stirred and pushed herself up some, blanket falling around her shoulders. “Sandrone? Ah- your mask- I- Sorry.” She averted her eyes and Sulien realised he wasn’t wearing his mask. This was his house! Of course he wasn’t wearing his mask. He cleared his throat.
“I thought I heard voices.” Ajax commented from the hallway, hair messier than ever from sleep. “I hope it's alright I invited Lumine to stay with us while she’s in Liyue Harbour. It's closer than the inn.” Ajax explained, seeing the panicked body language only he could understand on his fellow harbinger made him feel bad that he forgot to bring it up. Paimon snored away on the armchair, clearly unbothered by it all.
Without his mask, without his gloves, his scars and face on display. He felt uncomfortable. Incredibly uncomfortable. “I’m going for a walk.” Sulien pivoted and made a beeline for the entrance. Lumine rubbed her sleep riddled eyes, a small yawn escaping her as she looked up at Ajax who was busy staring at the archway into the entrance.
The door slammed shut.
“I’ve only known him for a month or so but,” she yawned, “I take it this is abnormal?” She sat up properly, tightening the blanket around her though. Liyue evenings could get quite cold. Ajax nodded his head in response to her question. Abnormal indeed. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen such an influx of emotion. Perhaps when they were kids? That was probably it.
Sulien breathed in the fresh air, late at night, he didn’t need his mask, he didn’t need to be his rank. He could just be another nameless person in the streets, he preferred it this way. He shoved his hands into the pockets of his pants as he walked down the streets. Very few people were out and about so late at night, but he enjoyed watching them. A ghost of a smile on his lips as he watched lovers enjoying a late night getaway or a tired sailor returning home late.
But despite his usual late night activity that often cleared his mind, his mind began to fog once more. Trailing back to his dream, it wasn’t even that bad, especially compared to the usual ones. But being abandoned in a dream, he supposed, tied into the feelings he had been having recently. The stabbing pain in his poor heart, the squeezing of his lungs, stripping his body of blood and air.
There was no way it was about Lumine though. He didn’t feel anything when he looked at her except the pain, there was nothing underneath. He sighed, finding himself at the docks. He looked out on the dark water, lilac eyes searching the depths for answers. He furrowed his brows, all he could think of when he looked at the water, all he was reminded of.. Just one thing.
Ajax.
Sulien shook his head, no, he shouldn’t think of Ajax of all people. He couldn’t, that wasn’t allowed as far as he was aware. Well no relationship was allowed in general, he was their puppet after all, he couldn’t have any strings except to Her. But still.. This seemed somehow worse. His heart lurched at the thought and he hissed in pain, bringing his hand up to his chest, scarred fingers digging into the black fabric of his shirt.
All the books he had read, all the research he did. None of it had any answers for this. And he wondered why he felt wrong. Sulien sighed, sitting on the edge of the docks, legs dangling above the water. Ajax seemed happy with Lumine either way, right? They were much cuter together. Sulien never really belonged anyways, an outsider looking in on everybody else. He sighed, leaning back on his arms.
There were footsteps on the dock behind him and he tensed his body, ice already forming in his fingers. Then the familiar scent of cologne hit him and he watched as Ajax sat down on the docks beside him, wrapped up in Sulien’s coat of all things. Sulien’s heart hurt and he looked out at the water, it was becoming so frequent that it was more of a dull ache. Ajax deserved better than him, better than some man who couldn’t give him what he wanted.
“Talk to me.” Ajax whispered, dull eyes trained on the ocean. “You’re hurting and I want to be there this time.. I wasn’t.. I wasn’t last time.” The man hesitated, pulling one knee up and rested his arm against it. Sulien wished nothing more than for the waves to take him away, drown him until there was nothing left. He could not tell the man beside him how he felt, it was wrong. It wasn’t fair.
“I’m just sick, I’ll be fine.” Sulien manipulated his voice so he sounded more hoarse, as if to hammer in the point that it was nothing more than some freak illness. “We have field work tomorrow, you should go back home and sleep. I’ll walk you back.” Sulien stood and Ajax slowly followed him. But before Sulien could head off the docks, Ajax grabbed his elbow, stopping him.
“Please talk to me when you feel ready.” Sulien merely smiled, one of the ones that Ajax knew was fake and full of lies. But the ginger accepted it in the moment.
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Sulien sighed as he summoned his claymore, flipping the massive weapon in one hand. The conversation from the day before played in his head, over and over. But he had work to do now. Why did Ajax care? What did he mean when he said he wasn’t there last time? Sulien swung his weapon, the frostbitten blade slicing clean through the arm of the Ruin Guard. He didn’t expect to be smacked by the automaton’s other arm, he barely protected himself with a wall of ice.
“Sandrone, pay attention!” Ajax called, utterly confused on why his colleague was so lost in thought. Ajax ripped apart his bow, the hydro blades forming as he slashed at the ruin guard. It was a simple side mission, really. Destroy the ruin guard near the skirmisher camp. Easy peasy between the two of them. Hell even alone, just one of them probably could have done it. But it was rare they both were allowed into the field together.
Sulien froze the ruin guard and Ajax’s daggers turned back into his bow, he nocked an arrow and drew his string back. Right through the core, bullseye. “Alright that’s that!” Ajax’s bow dematerialised as the automaton fell. There was a whirring nearby and Sulien narrowed his eyes, Ajax didn’t seem to hear it. But he did.
A wall of ice protected Ajax from the incoming missiles of another automaton. Sulien barely dodged the drill of a ruin hunter. Why were there so many all of a sudden? Ajax easily flipped out of the way of the hit of the ruin guard that had attacked him, sliding back to where he had been when fighting the first one. His bow appeared in his hand and he got into position again. “Tartaglia! How many did the Skirmishers report?” Sulien questioned as blocked an attack with his claymore.
His arms shook as the hunter tried to keep cutting downwards with its long sword-like attachment. He had to yield, ducking underneath it. Ajax bent down on his perch, pointing his bow upwards he released multiple hydro arrows into the air. “They only reported one ruin guard! There was no mention of multiples, let alone a hunter.” Ajax called back as another hydro arrow appeared between his fingers.
Now underneath it the ruin hunter decided this was the time to use lasers. Sulien barely constructed the dome around himself in time, manipulating the frost in the air and creating a solid ice dome. A fourth automaton had Ajax seething, how in the hell did their subordinates miss this? When the one he had been fighting slammed its hand onto Ajax’s perch he used its arm as a bridge, bow turning into a polearm.
The ice around Sulien melted but before he could react a second ruin hunter was slamming into him, sending him flying backwards. “Sulien! Careful!” Ajax called, stabbing his polearm into the core of the ruin guard. Sulien got back up, dodging out of the way of one of the hunters. He ran for his claymore, weaving between various attacks as quickly as he could while Ajax struggled with the ruin guard.
Sulien picked his claymore back up and adjusted his grip on the weapon, he slashed at the legs of the ruin guard Ajax was battling, sending the automaton to the ground, the whirring of its body stopping. Two ruin hunters left- Sulien turned around and was faced with three. What in the world- “Something is summoning them here, Tartaglia. This is abnormal.” Sulien adjusted his grip on his blade, peering through the new crack in his mask. He’d have to fix it again.
A bright light beside him blinded him and Sulien hissed as he turned away from Ajax. He didn’t really have time to focus on the transformation as he shielded the both of them from the incoming missiles. A wall of ice reinforced with vines splintered and exploded, the shards turning into snowflakes as they fell from it. At least the wall had lasted against the missiles.
While Sulien thoroughly distracted one of the ruin hunters, Ajax focused on the other two, he brought his hand down, summoning multiple thunderbolts onto one of the ruin hunters, causing it to collapse to the ground, stunned from the electricity. His bow turned into a water spear as he dashed forward, the water from his weapon spraying the automaton, thoroughly frying it. Sulien’s claymore became encased in ice once more, and the ruin hunter he had to deal with was down for the count.
Ajax turned his attention to the last ruin hunter, turning in time to watch the missiles coming at him. He used his ability to blink, reappearing closer toSulien who was looking worse for wear quite frankly. Ajax lunged forward once more, a wheel of electrified water surrounding the ruin hunter, tightening on it. Sulien stepped forward, releasing a blast of ice that froze the machine, causing it to fall from its awkward frozen position, shattering upon contact on the ground. Ajax was beaming, still in his Abyss form but he let himself actually touch the ground rather than float and he turned towards Sulien.
Sulien's claymore dug into the stone and he used it to keep himself up. Ajax closed the distance between them, his weapon floating beside him. Sulien collapsed onto his knees, the large weapon giving out underneath his weight and clattering to the stone floor of the ruin. Funny.. This didn't hurt as much as the heart problems had been hurting.. Life was funny that way. "Hey, hey what happened?" Ajax shifted back, he was exhausted from the fight and using foul legacy. His eyes trailed down to where Sulien's hand was pressed against his side. Ajax gripped the man's hand, pulling it back. The dark green of his palm stained even darker.
"The ruin hunter hit me." Sulien's head hung low, the mask he wore finally giving out, falling to the stone floor, the crack that had started to form fully breaking through the fragile mask. Ajax wished that Sulien didn't look so void, maybe it could help him assess the extent of the wound. Ajax helped Sulien out of the coat he wore, discarding the heavy material onto the ground. The touch was electrifying to Sulien, whose heart only clenched more. So many things unsaid.. But even now, he figured, he didn't deserve the right to say them.
Ajax pulled the man's shirt up, inspecting the wound. It was bad. Really bad. Sulien didn't even flinch when the man used his hydro vision to try and get rid of some of the blood to see better. "I never wanted this." Sulien mumbled as he stared up at the sky. Yes that much was true, Sulien never wanted to be on the battlefield. He was not a warrior. At one time he wanted to be a scholar, he wanted to teach. All of that ripped away with his memories. This was the end Ajax wanted, surrounded by bodies on the battlefield. Ajax ripped the banner he wore, pressing the fabric against the wound.
"Sulien, keep your eyes open, okay? I'll get you help." Would he be strong enough to carry Sulien and his weapon all the way back to Liyue Harbour? Sulien laughed, it was bitter though and it made Ajax's heart hurt. They both had so many things left unsaid. Ajax grunted as he lifted Sulien, the man hadn't listened. Though, when did he ever listen, Ajax mused. The harbinger had to use foul legacy again, there was no way he'd be able to get from the ruins all the way back to the harbour. The warm blood on his hands made the decision for him.
The stares he got as he moved through Liyue Harbour meant nothing to him, he kept Sulien's coat over the man in question, shielding his face and wound from the general public. The claymore in his free hand as he quickly moved through the streets. There were so many things Ajax hadn't said, so many things he felt, so many things he wanted to do. He gripped the man in his arm tighter.
Ajax kicked the door open, much to the surprise of Zhongli and his guests who watched as the large abyssal creature ducked to get through the doorway. Ajax dropped the claymore in the entrance way, letting the weapon clatter to the ground. He then shifted back, all but falling to his knees, Sulien’s still body rolling from his arms. Ajax slammed his hand into the ground as he tried to push himself back up.
“Help, help him please.” But he found himself unable to get up, breathing too unsteady, his own wounds catching up with him as the adrenalin was all but gone. Zhongli dropped his teacup, moving quickly he picked up Sulien, bringing him further into the house. At least Ajax could rest now, leaning his head against the hallway wall.
“Lumine, go get Baizhu please. Paimon, could you bring me the medical kit from the kitchen?” Zhongli lowered Sulien down onto the couch, pulling the fabric away from the wound the God grimaced. Lumine nodded, stepping over Ajax to get out the door as fast as she could. Paimon also listened, despite her small frame she managed to drag the medical kit into the living room. Zhongli peeled his gloves off and rolled up his sleeves as he tried to stop the flow of blood now staining his furniture.
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“He should recover if he doesn’t get an infection. But do you think it is wise to treat Fatui? One less Harbinger may be-”
“I appreciate your concern, but Sandrone is a good friend no matter his occupation. He can’t help his work. Thank you for coming. Have a good night Baizhu.” Zhongli shut the door soon after and then returned to the living room. Sulien was asleep on the couch, a thin blanket covering his lower half while his torso was wrapped in multiple bandages. Ajax, meanwhile, was sitting on the ground, holding Sulien’s hand, head resting against the couch.
“They look kinda cute.” Paimon’s whisper was absolutely not a whisper, but at least she tried as she floated between Zhongli and Lumine, a smile on her face despite the fact it was two harbingers in front of her. She couldn’t know, there was no way for her to know what the two men in front of her have been through. Both alone and together. The scars could give her a hint. But that was it, and she was too naive to get it. And so to her, they were just bloodsoaked warriors who fought in the name of something she did not understand.
To Zhongli though, he’d seen this story play out thousands of times throughout history, and all he could muster was a frown, especially as his eyes traced the scars on Sulien's bare chest. As he retraced their previous conversations, he had first thought maybe it was Lumine. But as he watched the way Ajax nearly killed himself for the man. Zhongli sighed softly. What a tragic position to be in indeed.
“I’ll bring him home. Thank you for helping.” Ajax stood slowly, wincing at the pain he felt. He was in a bad state himself. Lumine held out the tattered coat, the black and navy fabric stained in hidden crimson. Ajax took it, wrapping it around Sulien before hoisting him up with a grunt. Sulien stirred in his arms but remained asleep. “I’ll pick up his claymore tomorrow.” Ajax couldn’t carry the weapon right now.
“Be safe.”
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Sulien blinked at the ceiling of his bedroom. It was light outside, but the room was dark, the curtains drawn shut. His side hurt like hell, the events of what happened melding into his fragmented memory though, and he couldn’t quite recall at the moment. He felt weight shift in the bed beside him and he tensed immediately. There were very few he’d ever let close enough to him who-
“I know you’re sleeping but..” Ajax started with a soft sigh and Sulien promptly squeezed his eyes shut and evened out his breathing as if he were sleeping. “I think I know why you’ve been sick lately.. It’s the same reason why I’m sick.” Sulien wanted to furrow his brow as he quickly grew confused but opted to continue pretending he was asleep.
“I thought spending time with Lumine would take my mind off of you but it didn’t.” So he had been doing it on purpose. “Lumine is nice and all. But she’s not you.” Sulien could feel Ajax’s warm hand against his cold one, his long slender fingers playing with the scarred skin of Sulien’s hand. “I just don’t want to ruin the friendship we have if you don’t feel the same. So I tell you when you’re asleep like a coward.” Ajax sighed to himself. “This is so pathetic of me.” He mumbled.
“And then it’s my fault you’re hurt, they were my subordinates and my mission.” Ajax’s voice cracked and he didn’t even try to hide it. Though, Sulien supposed when you’re talking to somebody who is asleep, there’s nothing to hide. “All I do is fail you, what kind of friend am I? If I can’t even be a good friend, how am I supposed to be a good enough lover to tell you how I feel?” Ajax intertwined their fingers, but his touch was so hesitant. His hand was so warm, too.
“You say it all the time.. We’re just pawns in all of this.. This is one choice I have control over in this mess and yet I can’t even make it. You deserve so much more.” Ajax pulled his hand away and Sulien missed the comforting warmth. “You deserve somebody who can help heal those wounds, not.. A bloodthirsty monster like me. Whew, okay.. That helped. Good job Ajax.” Ajax mumbled to himself, a soft sigh of relief now that the weight was off of his chest.
“I think I’m in love with you.”
Ajax sat up, dull eyes wide as he looked down at Sulien whose eyes were still closed. “I don’t really know how love is supposed to feel. But I think I feel it.” The man sighed, he didn’t know very much it would seem. “Could I have your hand back? I like how warm you are.” Sulien finally opened his eyes to Ajax staring at him, a range of emotions on the ginger’s face. Huh.. Had he always had that many freckles on his face? Cute.
“How much did you hear?!”
“All of it.” Ajax inhaled sharply, panic setting in. Sulien reached out, grabbing Ajax’s hand, warm. “You deserve somebody who understands the things they are feeling. And I’m not that. But I can try to learn..” Sulien cleared his throat, it hurt to speak but he couldn’t really remember the last time he had. He must have been hit pretty hard. “Te-” he hesitated, looking away from Ajax’s shocked expression and out the window. “Teach me.”
Ajax settled back down on the bed, intertwining their fingers once more. “Okay.. I’ll teach you.”
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cursescurses · 2 years
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I JUST FOUND OUT MY AIRPODS HAVE BUILT IN AMBIENT NOISE ??????????????
WHAT ?????
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LIVING MY BEST FUCKING LOFE RN OH YM GOD THE SOUBDS F THE OCEAN MAKE ME FEEL SO AT HOME AAAAAAA
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gleamkits-destiny · 5 years
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prlouge 2: the begging of glemapaw
in the shdawclan, icefru walked around the carp. he was eating a mouse. Suddenly there was a yowl fro the nursey! "Icefur! come quick the kits are beng born!" said whitewb. he ran to the nurser to see them and saw oceanfur and her kit.   "Ur kits are hethy." said whiteweb. "What are you gong name the?" Ocanwave locked lovingly at her ktis. there was a pruple one and a black one. "How abut you name one and im nam the other?" said oceanpwa. "Oka" said icefur. I'll call ths black one holykit. whta will you cell the othe one?" Ill call them Glamakti." Icfur gasped. "hy would you name them glemapaw?! Yo know aren supposed to nam that after gleamstsr! its aganst our traditon, oceanwave!" "I knw." said wave. "But I hd a dream tha a starclan cat told me that i had to nam my kit Gleamstar. "You know starcaln isnt real." Cefur hised. "Of curse. anywaey, if starclan isnt real, then why does it matter if i call the Starstar?" "fine." he sai. Layyer barfur looked at oceanfur an her kits. "Yor kits are beatiful, oceanwave. waht did you namw them?" "the black one is hollykit. and the pruple one is glemakit." said oceanwave. Barkfur locked at her. "Isnt gleamkit a furbidden nam?" Ocean rolled her eyes. "ye. but i knwo she;s special. I saw it in my drema." Brkfur looked down and then looked bakc up at ocaeanwave. "Ok. I think shell be a strong warrior. like rabbikit." Ocanwave looked at starkit then at holykit. she lofed her kits. sh knew they wud be specil.
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abutterflyobsession · 7 years
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Hey, so I FINALLY watched Strange Magic. I've been following you for several months and I was always so confused about what you were talking about and NOW I UNDERSTAND. Thank you so much for introducing it to me, and have a great day!
HUZZAH!
I can’t even imagine how you would end up following me if you haven’t seen Strange Magic. I can believe that it was confusing! But NOW YOU KNOW! :D
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collection-19 · 4 years
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SUNDAY 09 FEB 2020
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(((I’ve messed up a lot in my life I wasn’t really there, not because of the people around me but because of me. I didn’t know myself and still don’t really know, but I’m closer because I can see what I was doing. I don’t know everything but I know im in a different place right now, mentally. And I feel stronger, more there, I was ready before for a lot of things, and people got hurt along the journey of my lessons and teachings and that what I feel for the most, the pieces lost along the way. the moments lost. I wasn’t honest, but first to myself and that was that caused it all. not seeing yourself here. But now I see more clearly, I am more of my own person, I acted unaligned impulsively because of the circumstance but I’m changing them now - the words are right, this isn’t how it sounds in my head 0445)))
Man shits been playing on my mind a lot in the last couple months. I’ve been through a lot and have absorbed so much knowledge and experience and choas along the way. The current climate scares me. Im talking about the social, political, economic and environmental climate. Theres so many wrong doings going on rn that my current positions as a student seems irrelevant to the future we could see. Im questioning a lot of things right now and i can see things in this huge web. Everything is interconnected. Its time to start waking up, growing, learning. We need to be absorbing quality content, i mean real shit man. What is happening with indigenous communiates. Why have their rights been stripped. Why are we not learning more about the world today. Why arent we leaning about the history that created the world today. How are we meant to move forward without understanding the past, our past. If you look properly, if you see, you see that actions have changed but the motivations are still the same. We need more dialogue, experience, understanding and to learn from each other. Just start using your time to learn, and enjoy. Enjoy the here and now, living in the present, and have a undertsanding relationship with the past and future. We are more than just employees, social media profiles, constituents. We are active citizens that should be more engaged and participating. We shouldnt just contribute to society throught misplaced votes, jury duty and taxes. We all have a voice right? Its should be normal to talk, speak up, its time to understand what you’re really hearing and seeing. I’m not saying be radical, i’m saying just start questioning more - openly! Without judgement and discrimination (i’m talking about that conditioned hatred not the shit you ‘know’ is bad, that systemic embedded bullshit - we all are players we just don’t see it) and be open to explore things from different perspecitives. Its time to wake up. Life is short, but it means something…
Intentions, motivations, morals, justifications. It’s fine and healthy to be questioning yourself no?, i wish more people voiced some kind of active search for understand of the roots of out opinions, prefernces and actions - right?. We are all people, just living different experiences.
What is speciesism? - why is this relevant.
Im not some radical person, if you knew me in my life you’ll see i’m just a mellow people whos trying to take life easy. Trying to embrace the flow ya feel. I have opinions but they change, i am open to all opinions were people are willing to delve deeper. I dont know much, i’m not someone who thinks they know it all bc i dont, theres too much, im just trying to make sense of the things around me. I dont know the definietions or how to use big words but language is powerful and its kinda mad. Life is a journey of learning and evolving. Are we moving forward? We need more love, kindness, positivity, for everyone. The bigger picture man.
If theres a possibilty of harm, isnt it even worth it. Im talking about suffering and lofe and death here. The real shit people are subjected too. I live a privileged life, i do, and its disgusting that i could be living such a different life if i was born as a different race, different sex, different gender, different appearance, different body type, different height, different household, different class status, different country, difference community, different species. Why would lofe be different? Bc we have lost that sense of collectiveness, them roots. its just comparisons. We’ve lost the sense and the fact that we all live of this earth sharing the same big varied environment but we’re all in the same atmosphere, in the same planet, in the same solar system. in the same… we can go on for days here aha. I guess something that might be fitting is something i heard years ago, (maybe from buddhism) but it went something like we are all just individual drops in a ocean, but a ocean can be still or turbulant right? I dont know what i’m getting at but i think i mean we are all small but we are all part of a collective you know. We can make waves together. I think the key is in that togetherness, is that understanding (but time is running out) we gotta come together man, in today with the people you see, we need to be talking about uncomfortable topics, about hate crimes, terrorism, sex, relationships, traumas, politics, laws, the environment, the food we eat, the things we do, our routines, our likes and dislikes, there are soooooo many more things, but think about some how you’ve known people but how many times have been talked about the experiences that have shaped us or the things that are shaping who we are and our actions. We gotta alogn ourselves, and inner selves. The mind that talks while its quiet. The things that bug you or lifts you. Its a lot more man.
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cosmogyros · 7 years
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because I haven’t ranted at y’all enough already about how much I love my coworkers...
I randomly had a conversation with Coworker X the other day – wait, I’m sick of calling him Coworker X, I’ll call him Алёша because that actually is my real-life pet name for him – anyway, I randomly had a conversation with Алёша at work the other day about English nouns that end in F in the singular but then the F becomes a V in the plural. You know – knife, knives; calf, calves; etc.
About an hour later, I emailed him:
cliff, clifves
Not long after that, Алёша emailed me back:
Upon discovering that all three of his wives had taken their lives using knives, he headed down to the sea clifves and – as he glanced back at the clay-tile rooves of the town he was once happy to call his home – sought relieves for his inner strives in the salty whifves of the ocean mist.
And my response to him was:
…have I mentioned lately that I lofe you?
(Seriously, I’m already hooked on this story… it needs to become a telenofela or something.)
... and then he popped up in my office door and told me off for spelling “telenovela” wrong. After all that. Because he’s apparently a sass-machine with perfect comedic timing.
♥ ♥ ♥
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indiefinida-blog · 7 years
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Poem by Yuna
Sometimes you find yourself trying to let go of something
But it's like, you have been swimming on the ocean for a very very long time
And you feel like you belong there
You are one with the waves
The warmth of the water
And your body moves in sync with the ocean
And you swim around just trying to stay afloat
Then you get tired and you start to drown
And you swim back to the land
When you get there you just feel so heavy because you lost touch with gravity for so long
And you collapse on the beach as you try to find balance again
And then your feet finds gravity
You stand up and you look at the horizon one last time
And you just know that no matter how beautiful the sea was
And how good it made you feel
It was never yours to keep
And somedays you'll miss it, you know
And you feel yourself moving with the waves and you dream of diving in
Ten you realice your feet was meant for land
And not cut out for the ocean
Maybe you're meant to climb trees or hike hills, or just run really fast
Letting go is not easy
There's nothing quite like swimming in the ocean
Just like how it's natural for your feet to find gravity
It's natural for you to let go
And find your true purpose in lofe again
The sea is the sea
And you are just you
I have to let go
But sometimes I find myself waking up at the beach again.
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thearcanebear-blog · 7 years
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Never give up. #never #give #up #determination #values #center #quotes #business #entrepreneur #savy #lofe #love #ethics #dog #ocean #followforfollow #followback #followme #follow4follow #podcasts #discussions #philosophy
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zaidytech · 4 years
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What if there is ocean on earth?
#ocean #earth #water #lofe #life #whatif
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ayusaurus · 7 years
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Welp I just slept for 8 hours
Traveling can be so exhausting and I just wasn’t in a good mood anyways yesterday =/
This past weekend was a lot of fun, but it just reaffirmed how I felt about the friends I have irl. I’ve come to realize that I only really have one close friend of the ones I have irl, and it sucks because we’re both busy so we don’t have time to see each other very much aside from once every few months or so. It would have been nice if he could have come, but he didn’t know the guy getting married so that would have been a little awkward if he came, but I think it would have helped my trip be a little more enjoyable than it was.
(Also vent incoming, but positive stuff after the next two paragraphs.)
The friends that met up with my boyfriend and I are nice, but it was just that feeling of knowing we’d all moved onto totally different interests and we couldn’t even carry a damn conversation to save our lives. Sure alcohol helped a bit, but even then it was awkward af and really highlighted just how much closer I am with my friends online who I’m able to be myself around rather than having to be all smiles and force a personality that isn’t my own. It was also mentally taxing due to the fact that I was mostly a tour guide on the trip, I also wound up having to be the navigator, which let me just say, was a bit frustrating when things would happen like getting stuck in traffic cause they’re asking questions, which I KNOW is meant to be vague, but dear lord it felt so much like I was at fault for not knowing that it would take x amount of time to get there. And then later on my friend was like “well it said to allot x amnt of time” at which point I just thought “WELL WHY DIDNT YOU SAY SO IF YOU KNEW???” Like I’m sorry I’m being stressed out by the fact that I’ve had to look over every detail and then I happen to miss ONE thing. And then when we missed a turn on our way back to where we were staying from our wedding, my friend A had to literally say “Why didn’t we just turn there???” To which my other friend goes “Oh well Ayu didn’t say where to turn until the turn came” which one I, and the gps did say where to turn and she didn’t hear, and secondly, me apparently saying “hey, it was a mistake, please don’t say it like that” made them feel like it was an absurd thing to say when literally I just asked them not to say it in that way when I was already feeling blamed for the traffic and stuff even when I wasn’t trying to feel that way. It also didn’t help that when we were running late to other things, no one ever had the foresight to text our friend who lives in Seattle and it was up to me to look after that too. It didn’t help that my boyfriend got sick for two of the days so I was worried about him. Like one of the nights he got a fever too and so that was worrisome cause we’re in a different state and I’m just worried about “what if this gets bad and we have to take him to a hospital??” So that was worrisome. My boyfriend said he felt bad because generally he can help with conversation if things get slow, but then it was up to me to carry conversation, so that just also didn’t help and he wished that he could have been more active in convos, to which I told him it’s okay and that I was happy that he’s feeling better now.
I just was so mentally done by the time Monday came around from dealing with all of that stress of making sure we made it to places on time that I didn’t really want to talk at all and that also carried into Tuesday, which I felt bad for because I wasn’t much of a conversationalist with my boyfriend, so I’m thankful we had Thursday to ourselves in Seattle. Yesterday wasn’t as good of a day either cause it was a day I would have been visiting a friend, but wasn’t able to due to things that could have been fixed more easily if I had the hindsight and tools I’ve gained in therapy to realize and deal with things better. So that was just somewhat of a moodkill too sitting in the airport to head home instead of being on a flight to more fun adventures. So that was a bit =/, but it also was good to get home and just decompress a bit and pass tf out.
However, I don’t want this to be all negative/ vent because I did have a lot of fun as well! I was able to visit a couple beaches, so that was wonderful and I got seashells too!! There’s something about the beach that’s so nice and relaxing and I love the ocean smell and the breeze on my face and through my hair. It’s def calming.
The first day was also nice because over the last few years my boyfriend and I have drifted due to our interests and also due to me pulling away. But Thursday was the first day in a long time that I felt close with him again and we got to have conversations about things that we didn’t have to rehash over and over and over again. It was also the first time I could voice exactly how I’ve been feeling clearly and explain confidently and definitively why I’ve pulled away so much within all my relationships. It felt nice to be able to be honest because I finally had an answer rather than a guess. I apologized to my boyfriend, but this time I felt it held more weight because he could see how the last few months of therapy has helped me in my own understanding of myself and that he felt that my explanations weren’t just bandaids or temporary fixes. Of course I have a long ways to go in mending our relationship, but I feel like this trip has been a very good first step in that process and like a weight was taken off my shoulders.
And of course, the reason I went up there, was because my friend was getting married!!! It was a lovely ceremony and we had an absolutely amazing time at the reception! It was so nice to see my friend marry his best friend and now husband! =) they’re so cute together and made my heart swell to see them so happy!! We also got to visit their house and see that and talk with some of his family that I haven’t seen in a while, so that was lovely. Before seeing his new house we got to go to the space needle and then we took a duck boat tour which was cool cause I learned some things I didn’t previously know. Then afterwards we got to go to the Chihuly museum and garden. Which, let me tell you, was amazing. Chihuly is one of my fave artists, so it was nice to see his pieces in person and something I can cross off my bucket list. That felt absolutely amazing to say the least! I ALSO GOT TO SEE SEA OTTERS OMG!!! I ABSOLUTELY TOOK SO MABY PICS AND IT WAS THE BEST HOUR IVE SPENT OF MY LOFE GETTIG TO SEE THEM AAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!
And then too, I got to explore more of Seattle than I previously have before, so that was nice. My boyfriend and I are talking about coming back again as there really is just so much to see and do up there. So that was nice af. Also the plane rides were always fun because of clouds. Like let me tell you, I love clouds and flying above the Earth so much and it always makes me happy when I can do it. So it was lovely. ALSO, KIZUKI RAMEN!!! Like omg I always get so emotional when I eat ramen from there because it’s the most authentic Shoyu ramen I can have in the US. There’s a place here at home that kinda comes close, but it’s just not the same. Like, I will get teary when I eat at Kizuki ramen because every bite literally makes me feel like I’m eating in Japan and causes all those memories to come flooding back, so I just love and appreciate it since it makes me feel a little closer to my second home even if it only lasts momentarily. <3
Also the weather was lovely while we were there and it was so awesome to see the mountains and everything so clearly. I got a lot of lovely pics so I’ll get those hopefully posted up this weekend!
Anyways that’s all I’ve got and feel so much better now that I’m home and relax for the next few days before I go back to work on Friday. Gonna play some OW and work on the next update for my comic =)
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