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To be loved is to be changed
#she changed so much under our care#but she is still very cuddly 🥺#from sad pathetic miou miou in a shelter to feisty kleptomaniac kitty#perle is emotional
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i need breeding kink!konig before i cryy also w small reader eeee
𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃, 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃
pairing : könig x f!reader ('perle')
synopsis : könig snaps after a particularly hard mission, unable to hold back his desire much longer.
warnings : [ 1k words ] Emotional distress, unprotected pinv sex, utterly pathetic könig, breeding kink, creampie, overstimulation, cum eating, reference to oral (f receiving). könig is a babbling mess.
notes: this is pure filth. barely any mention of small reader because i like to be inclusive <33
König’s combat boots drag across the floorboards of your shared apartment, depositing clumps of dried Spanish mud across the oak with each weary trudge of his feet. Your boyfriend carries his body over the house threshold like a wounded hound, his tail between his legs and eyelids still splotched with patchy grease paint. König is prideful, usually holding his gigantic frame with a regal posture to match his name– you’ve never seen him so crippled by what he’d promised would be a straightforward mission, in and out.
You open your mouth to ask, to say his name, to offer your support, noting the way König didn’t take his shoes off at the door like he always did. He doesn’t let you, his prodigious forearms encircling your waist with a vice-like grip.
“Just give me this, Perle. I need nothing else,” he promises you, his accent delicate to your ears when he whispers his plea into your hair. Clutching him tight, you liberate the breath you’d held hostage between the bars of your ribcage since König left. You’d been fearful, as always, that the oxygen in your lungs would serve a life sentence, but when your lungs expand again, aching at the edges, you smell his exertion, the earthiness of the mud that clung to his body, the gunpowder he’d expended while taking lives. He’s home.
“König,” you whisper to him, scared a louder decibel would rip apart the fragile foundations that kept the hefty Austrian upright. He shakes his head in response, his palms pawing at your hips, squeezing at the flesh he finds with overwrought neediness.
“Please, Perle,” he murmured, his voice cracking beneath the tide of his emotional turmoil, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your ass to pull your body closer, “I just need you. Need you close- need to be in you.”
It’s jarring, the distress you feel roiling inside the tense muscles of his back that you skirt your palm over not matching the dripping desire that coated his tongue. When you lean back in his grip, attempting to catch a glimpse of your lover’s eyes, he pulls you impossibly closer. The thread-worn material of his battle-tested uniform is soft against your skin, but the firmness of his cock against you is undeniable.
“Anything,” you whisper, and it’s as though you’ve let the hounds loose. König launches you over his shoulder, ignoring your squeals of shock, and hurries towards the bedroom with absurdly broad strides.
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He chokes out a string of unintelligible German curse words when he finally bottoms out inside of you. König’s hands, webbed with silver scars that spanned across his knuckles, grasp at your hips and angle them skyward, his thighs flexing as he attempts to keep still for a moment.
“Hahh-ah- Still, Schatzi, be still,” he urges you brokenly. You wail, winded by the sensation of his preposterously thick cock spearing your cunt. It lays deep inside you, nudging at your cervix when it twitches. “S-Still-“
Statuesque, you haven’t moved a nanometre. It’s König, his face buried deep into the crook of your neck, mindlessly pushing his hips deeper into you with shallow thrusts. They’re barely there, slight and feeble, as he dramatically gasps out each time the sensitive tip of his dick brushes your cervix.
“Aha-Haaa, please, please, Perle,” he keens, his rumbling voice strained by his frantic desire. His fingertip pushes into the swollen nub of your clit, and it draws dangerously lazy circles over the sparking nerves there. You sob his name weakly, almost missing his rambled plea. “So tight- your cunt is so tiny for me, Perle. Ughh-fuck- let me cum in it? L-Let me fill it up, watch it spill out of you-“
Your back arches from the mattress as he withdraws his hips slightly, only to plunge them deeper. It’s ludicrous, you think, the way your body gives way to his ridiculous intrusion, but your toes curl with delight, and König wails out another string of profanity.
“Hah-sorry, sorry, I’m so sorry,” he babbles, his cock rocking in and out of you but never once entirely withdrawing from your heat, “I just need to fill this cunt, Perle. Need to see it leak– See you swollen with our child– fuck!”
König spits a broken moan when your hips arch to meet his thrusts. Your clit brushes his pubic bone with each joining of your hips, hurtling you towards orgasm and tightening your walls with bliss.
“So tight, so fu-huhhking tight, Perle– Fuck!” König gasps, his hips stuttering as he braces for your answer.
“Yes,” you whine, eyelids fluttering as your orgasm threatens to crash through you in a tidal wave, “Please, König, please fucking fil–“
König cuts off your appeal with a hoarse cry of your name, his whole body trembling with the force of his orgasm as his cock spurts thick, hot ropes of cum deep inside of your cunt. The warmth of the blooming pressure inside you sparks a blissful throb, your nails sinking into König’s forearms as it detonates inside you. You hear him through the mind-blowing buzz, wailing and sobbing about how you’re milking him, how it’s dripping from your cunt and into the bedsheets.
It’s hazy when the overwhelming euphoria floats down, König still hunched over your body and thrusting inside of you helplessly. His jaw hangs loose, eyebrows knitted together in a mixture of agonising pain and paradisical ecstasy as he fucks his cum deeper into you.
“Hahah-Ahhh fuck, c-creaming all o-ohhhver my cock-“he slurs, his removing his oversensitive cock with a pathetic sob. His fingers sink into your cunt almost instantly, ignoring the curl of your toes and the arch of your back to stuff the dribbling cum back inside of your fluttering pussy.
“Need it to take, Perle,” König garbles, his eyelids heavy as he sinks low to the mattress to swipe up the remaining excess with his tongue. He mumbles around your pussy as he laps up his cum from its glistening lips, “Jus’ lift your hips, Schatz. Sit them on my face; I want to taste us–“
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Hi there! Here with a self-indulgent ask because mother nature decided to make me suffer this week.
How would Octo!König react to reader during her time of the month. Like her hormones amplify her emotions, but specifically how easily she shows her anger and sadness (very easily), which starts the week before and continues through the rest of the time. Then once it starts she doesn't want out of bed due to A) bad/very bad cramps, and B) whenever she stands she gets a small headache until she sits or lays back down.
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I hope you feel better soon BurBur, mother nature needs to take a chill pill this week for all our sakes.
As to how Octo!König would handle it;
Octo!König and period pains drabble
tw: period pains, hybrids, medical stuff
König was at a loss. He was in your office getting a nasty cut seen to, you'd cleaned the wound and had already started on the stitches but you'd yet to give him that fond smile he loved so much. Too anxious that he had upset you, he took his stitches quietly and left without being much of a distraction to you.
In an effort to cheer you up he bought some of your favourite sweets and was going to leave them on your desk as a surprise for you. It was then he saw the small desk calendar you use for your personal schedule with 'Shark Week' written in red pen for the next week. With a plan forming he leaves the sweets for you and gets to his new mission.
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You knew the second you woke up that you weren't leaving the bed today. The small rays of sun that leaked through the curtains were more than enough to irritate your head and every movement sent cramps across your abdomen. You reached for your painkillers before remembering that they were in the bathroom and letting out a groan.
"Perle? Can I come in?" you don't remember answering him but you must have because the next thing you know König is running his hands over your face and handing you painkillers to swallow.
You're barely conscious as he wraps you back in the blankets, makes sure you've drunk plenty before he moves. It's not until you feel the cool suckers on your forehead that you realise he's shifted. His cold blooded body making an excellent ever cool ice pack which lulls you back to sleep.
#bluespoonswriting#octo!könig#asks for blue#call of duty x reader#könig x reader#konig x reader#call of duty fanfic
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Missed Opportunities Part 2 (König x Gn! Reader)
Content: 1k words, angst with comfort, love confessions, mentions of alcohol (no one is drunk), kissing, no gender is specified since the only pronouns used for you is you, I didn't proofread
König sat staring at his screen, the blue light reflecting the image of your crying face onto his eyes, searing the image into his head.
How stupid could he be? How could he let his insecurities destroy his chances of being with you?
He was a fool and he always had been. König had to make things right, König had to go find you. He grabbed his coat and keys before walking towards his car. His eyes frantically searched through your story looking for an indication of where you could be.
After a few minutes of searching, he narrowed it down to a few bars so he set on his way. König stepped out of his car and made his way toward the front of the bar before freezing.
He could see you through the bar window talking with your friends. His heart sped up and his hands felt cold and clammy. Would you even want to see him? Or would he only be doing more damage by showing up now?
Either way, he needed to do something. It was his anxiety and in-action that got him here, he had to do something. Taking in a deep breath his hand slowly opened the door of the bar with the heavy sound of his boots planting against the wooden floorboards.
The bar was lively and loud with it being far too crowded for his liking. He could feel people staring and whispering about him likely gossiping amongst each other about his appearance.
His civilian clothes made him feel much more vulnerable than how he felt in his uniform. It felt like he was being choked by their staring as he forced himself to keep his eyes on you. If he didn't look at them then they didn't exist.
Just you and him.
König called out to you as he forced his body to move. Your face changes from a look of sadness to a wide-eyed, deer caught in the headlights kind of expression. But your eyes quickly narrowed at him as you scrunched up your nose a little.
"What do you want?" You said, the bitter tone in your voice making him cringe though he knew he deserved it.
"I came for you," König muttered softly as he looked down at you "I'm so sorry, I should've been there." König's face flushed in embarrassment as he heard his voice crack from the strain his emotions were having on every aspect of him.
"Well you weren't," You said as you looked him directly in his eyes, "Why would I want to be with someone who will just leave me high and dry?" You mumbled as you took a sip of the cheap alcohol you had ordered just a few moments before he had arrived.
König could feel his heart tighten up in his chest like a wind-up toy. Did you also feel the same sting of rejection seeping into your veins that he did when he was younger? Did you also want to cry from the embarrassment of sitting there alone until you couldn't take it anymore and left like how he did when he was younger?
How could he do this to you? He didn't blame you he would likely have reacted the same way. After all, it was his insecurities that led to you feeling rejected and if you had done the same he would've cried himself to sleep. But he wanted this, he wanted you.
König slowly sat down on the stool next to him with it compressing under his weight. “Meine Perle,” He spoke softly, his voice slightly trembling as he looked you in the eyes “Please, please forgive me,” König begged quietly as he held his hands together like he was praying.
“I was stupid to have ever done that to you. I let my past encounters scare me away from what I have been needing my whole life” He said as he offered his hand out to you. To be honest, you didn't know whether or not to believe him. But there was something about his sad eyes and begging tone that pulled on your heartstrings.
You sucked in a breath before nodding and slowly placing your hand in his large, calloused hand. König by instinct went to move the fabric away from his but but was confused for a moment when he grasped at nothing. He had honestly forgotten that he had left it at home since he wouldn't be able to go out in public with it on without getting even nastier looks than the ones he already received normally.
His pale skin served him no favors as his face lit up a light pink. “May I kiss you?” König asked as his thumb gently rubbed circles against the back of your hand “I just… I want to show you how much I love you” He said as his eyes softened as he looked at you.
Your heart skipped a beat as his eyes met yours “Just this once, so make it good” You said with a small smile, a challenge almost. But König was willing to do practically anything to gain your favor again.
König's smile grew as he brought your hand up to his lips and started to sprinkle soft kisses against your fingertips. Slowly he angled your hand so that he could kiss your knuckles and the back of your hand. His lips trailed up your arm, to your shoulder, and against your neck, as he pressed a more tender kiss on a soft part of your neck.
Finally, he worked his way up to your cheek before his lips hovered over your own. “Can I kiss you?” König spoke again but this time his voice was shaking from excitement
“I don't know König, you already gave me more than one kiss.” You said with a small chuckle. König's smile instantly fell as he averted his eyes with his face flushed red
“My apologies!” He blurted out as he jerked back away from you “I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable!” Konig could feel his palms sweat as he felt just about ready to get up and run away until he felt your hand gently grab his, calming the panicking waves of his thoughts.
“Well if you're so sorry, make it up to me,” You say with a grin as you gently rub your thumb over his knuckles, sending small pleasant shivers up his spine.
König grinned as he leaned closer to you, his lips hovering over yours.
“whatever you want, I'll make it happen. ”
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Hey guys sorry I took so long to upload this but one of my friends found my account and I didn't really want to write out of pure embarrassment. but I'm gonna change my identity and keep going despite them now knowing that I write x readers
and since you guys wanted a part 2 I decided to finish it up for valentines day, so here y'all go lmao
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Enneagram Defence Mechanisms
2: Repression
Repression is a defense mechanism by which individuals hide information about themselves from themselves – for example, feelings, desires, wishes, aversions, fears, and needs – that are too difficult to acknowledge consciously. However, the repressed information doesn’t disappear; instead, expression of the repressed data is controlled or held down while it continues to influence the individual’s behavior. For example, Twos may feel anxious and need reassurance, but they may be only minimally aware of this. Instead of exploring these feelings or seeking comfort, the Two reassures another person who appears to be in distress.
3: Identification
Identification is a psychological defense mechanism in which a person unconsciously incorporates attributes and characteristics of another person into his or her own personality and sense of self. Identification is a way of bolstering one’s self-esteem by forming an imaginary or real alliance with an admired person, then taking on that person’s characteristics. When Threes model their own behavior after someone else or the idea they have of someone, they are usually not aware they are doing so. For this reason, it becomes complicated for them to untangle who they really are from this image. In particular, Threes identify most with images of individuals who are admired in the Three’s desired social context, and the image with which Threes identify often changes as their context changes.
4: Introjection
Introjection is a counter-intuitive defense mechanism. Instead of repelling critical information and negative experiences that can cause a person anxiety or pain, individuals introject the information – that is, they fully absorb, internalize, and incorporate these data into their sense of self. Fritz Perls, the father of Gestalt Therapy, refers to this phenomenon as swallowing something whole without being able to differentiate between information that is true from information that is untrue. Fours introject negative information – and repel positive data – about themselves as a way of coping with painful information and neutralizing external threats. They prefer to deal with self-inflicted damage rather than having to respond to criticism or rejection from others.
5: Isolation
Isolation occurs in Fives as a way for them to avoid feeling overwhelmed and empty. Fives isolate themselves by retreating into their minds, cutting themselves off from their feelings, and compartmentalizing – that is, isolating each part of themselves from the whole or the related parts. For example, Fives separate their thoughts from their feelings and/or feelings from behaviors, as well as separating their personal and work lives. Fives may also isolate themselves from other people and separate their relationships so that their friends never meet one another; in fact, some Fives even have secret lives.
6: Projection
Projection is a psychological defense mechanism in which individuals unconsciously attribute their own unacceptable, unwanted, or disowned thoughts, emotions, motivations, attributes, and/or behaviors to others. While the projection may be positive, negative, or neutral, it occurs because the individuals who are projecting perceive the projected attributes as difficult to acknowledge or threatening to believe about themselves. Because Sixes make these attributions unconsciously, they imagine that they are true, although at a deeper level they are not entirely certain about this. Although Sixes use projection as a way to create some certainty and thus reduce their anxiety in ambiguous, uncertain, or potentially dangerous situations, these projections – particularly if they are negative in nature – ironically raise the Six’s anxiety level. In addition, when Sixes project either something negative or positive that is untrue, they create a false reality without knowing they are doing so.
7: Rationalization
Rationalization is a defense mechanism by which individuals explain unacceptable thoughts, feelings, and behaviors in a way that entirely avoids or obscures their true motivations, intentions, or the effects of the behavior. When Sevens rationalize, they do so by positive reframing, justifying their behavior by explaining it in highly positive terms. Sevens use reframing to avoid pain, discomfort, sadness, guilt, and anxiety, as well as to avoid taking personal responsibility for what has occurred.
8: Denial
Denial is a defense mechanism by which individuals unconsciously negate something that makes them feel anxious by disavowing its very existence. These can include thoughts, feelings, wishes, sensations, needs, and other external factors that are unacceptable to the Eight for some reason. Denial comes in a variety of forms. A person may deny the reality of the unpleasant information altogether, admit that something is true but deny or minimize its seriousness, or admit that both the information and its severity are true but deny any personal responsibility for it.
9: Narcotization
Narcotization is a psychological defense mechanism in which individuals unconsciously numb themselves to avoid something that feels too large, complex, difficult, or uncomfortable to handle. Nines narcotize and distract themselves by engaging in prolonged rhythmic activities that are familiar, require very little attention, and provide comfort – for example, washing the dishes; working in the garden; continuous pleasure reading of books by the same author or within the same genre; going for a walk or a bike ride; engaging in frequent or extended casual conversations; or continuously changing channels on the TV. Nines also use daily routines such as morning or evening rituals to immunize themselves from being fully aware, and they feel agitated, irritated, or disoriented when these repetitive activities become disrupted.
1: Reaction Formation
Reaction Formation is a defense mechanism by which individuals reduce or try to eliminate anxiety caused by their own thoughts, feelings, or behaviors that they consider unacceptable by responding in a manner that is the exact opposite of their real responses. The One’s active inner critic dictates what is acceptable based on social mores, contextual expectations, and moral principles, and reaction formation becomes a defensive remedy when Ones experience what they deem “unacceptable” reactions. A subtle example often seen in Ones is when they dislike someone yet are especially nice and polite to this person. A more blatant example – one that is not exclusive to Enneagram style Ones – is an individual who crusades against corporate corruption, only to be discovered later as having embezzled money from the organization.
Source: The Enneagram In Business
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5 avril
j'aimerais pouvoir instaurer un quota de temps de pensée quotidien consacré à un sujet. j'accorderais quinze minutes par jour au sujet r. par exemple, quinze minutes quotidiennes que j'aurais épuisées dès 8h15 du matin et hop je serais tranquille pour le reste de la journée. je lui ai parlé de pessoa et il m'a dit qu'en grand romantique il avait adoré le berger amoureux ou un truc comme ça, j'étais assise sur la marche devant la véranda au soleil et je me suis pris la tête dans les mains en gémissant. autre sujet: ce soir dans le train pour revenir de sète je parlais du sud avec maman, je disais que vivre ici était plus sain que vivre au luxembourg, et puis j'ai vu mon reflet dans la vitre avec ma casquette mes nouvelles lunettes de soleil et mon double denim et j'ai imaginé que c'était le reflet de mon moi d'ici. mon moi qui est là où elle est censée être.
6 avril
cet après-midi dans la voiture pour aller à pézenas je me disais que je devais rediriger mon énergie et remplacer r. par le sud de la france. ne plus tomber amoureuse que de territoires. me concentrer sur les arbres et les champs et les vignes qui défilent par la fenêtre ouverte de la voiture et le vent qui s'engouffre dedans et qui fait du bruit par dessus nostalgie et la colline de sète et celles d'agde et les bateaux qui rentrent dans l'hérault et ceux amarrés aux quais et sur le vocabulaire marin et le bruit des vagues sur la plage et l'odeur de marée et le pin du port de la pointe courte et les falaises du cap d'agde et les marais du bagnas et les flamants roses qui marchent avec la tête dans l'eau et les mouettes qui crient dans le ciel quand le soleil commence à se coucher. ne plus tomber amoureuse que de territoires et de littérature. j'ai trouvé la nouvelle édition décensurée de ravages dans une librairie à pézenas, le gros livre mauve qui trônait en exposition sur la table en ellipse de la librairie exc quand j'y avais lu géotropismes. maman me l'a acheté et je l'ai serré contre moi jusqu'à la voiture. autres cadeaux de la journée: une glace caramel beurre salé-chocolat à la mirondela, une vieille chemise de nuit à bords rouges que j'ai trouvée en triant des cartons chez mamie dans la pièce du fond, une bouteille de thé glacé rooibos-pastèque-menthe que h. avait déposée sur la table en bas parce que j'avais dit que j'adorais la bouteille rouge et rose quand on était chez elle.
ce matin j'étais encore en train de feuilleter le catalogue immobilier de sète et je me disais que quand je sortirais de ma non-vie, ce serait comme si je revenais de la mort. et quand on revient de la mort, tout est du bonus. quand on revient de la mort les choses sont moins graves et elles pèsent moins lourd, la gravité perd de son pouvoir, le centre de la terre n'a plus le même attrait. j'imagine. quand je reviendrai de la non-vie je veux faire les choses sans réfléchir. je sais pas quelle forme ça prendra de revenir de la non-vie, peut être que j'arriverai jamais à en sortir, mais dans ma tête ça va quand même finir par arriver.
8 avril
petit journal d'amour qui était caché dans ma banane toute la soirée d'hier dans les loges de la maison poème puis sur mes genoux pendant ma discussion intime interminable avec r. assis sur l'accoudoir du canapé puis sur la banquette du bar avec l., d. et c. et les autres et enfin sous la pluie de bruxelles pour rentrer chez m. en chantonnant don't go wasting your emotions lay all your love on me toute seule dans les rues de st. gilles. au bar l. m'a dit qu'elle adorait ma banane et je l'ai ouverte pour lui montrer sa meilleure qualité: mon journal rentre dedans! et elle a dit c'est de là que viennent tes poèmes! elle a fait une remarque sur le pendentif en perles et j'avais envie de lui raconter l'histoire de r. qu'y a derrière mais c'était pas trop le moment. ils se sont rencontrés hier soir. j'étais en train de discuter avec l. et d. quand je l'ai vu accoudé au bar en train de discuter avec la serveuse mais j'ai fait semblant de pas le voir, jusqu'à ce qu'il se retourne et me voie. je lui ai pas sauté dans les bras comme dans mes fantasmes, je l'ai pas serré fort contre moi, j'étais trop timide, et lui aussi était timide, c'était un peu bancal, et puis l. a dit mais tu connais des gens ici! et je me suis rapprochée de lui en disant c'est mon seul ami. elle a demandé comment on s'était rencontrés et j'ai dit ici à la maison poème et on aurait dit que je racontais une histoire de rencontre amoureuse très romantique.
j'ai passé la soirée à discuter avec lui au lieu de me joindre aux autres. il parlait beaucoup et parfois je m'ennuyais et je me disais est-ce que je suis vraiment amoureuse de lui au point de me priver de discussions avec mes pairs poètes? visiblement oui. il m'a confié plein de trucs intimes sur ses névroses et j'ai remis les deux pieds en plein dans la delulu. j'ai de nouveau réussi à me persuader qu'il était juste terrorisé de m'avouer et surtout de s'avouer à lui-même qu'il avait des sentiments amoureux pour moi. je veux pas en démordre. il m'a confié qu'il aimerait avoir une expérience homosexuelle et je me demandais s'il me disait ça parce qu'il me prend pour une lesbienne et que donc il a moins peur d'être jugé. il m'a dit que ça coinçait encore un peu parce qu'il craignait le regard des autres mais ok OK non mais j'y crois pas, est-ce que je suis vraiment en train de parler de la sexualité de r. alors que hier soir j'étais de retour sur les planches, derrière un micro, j'avais de nouveau les genoux qui tremblaient mais à part ça j'étais archi à l'aise, même avec les gens, quand j'étais pas prise en otage par les états d'âme de r. j'étais avec l. et d. et c. et j'étais normale et l. était un coeur avec moi, je me sentais même presque jolie, je portais mon double denim de sète et j'étais bronzée de la mer mon amour merci ma peau coopératrice. r. m'a écrit que j'avais l'air dans un méga mood en rentrant et je sais pas trop ce que ça veut dire mais j'ai dit ça c'est parce que je reviens de la mer lol. j'allais pas lui dire que c'était à cause de lui. ça c'est parce que t'étais là r. la vérité c'est que j'étais pompée à bloc parce que j'avais des interactions sociales avec des gens qui n'étaient ni des retraités ni des gens de ma famille, j'ai rencontré des nouveaux gens cool j'étais dans mon monde et les gens m'aimaient bien ET j'étais contente d'être avec r. c'était tout ça à la fois.
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Favorite episode of Steven Universe and why? Favorite gem design?
oooh ive been thinking about su again lately and I love this show a ton so I'll be glad to to answer (ill put under read more lol bc thats a lot of text haha)
Favorite episodes:
the cat fingers - ooohwhat a wonderful body horror! and the first episode of the eries that made me go "haha what the fuck?" when i was watching it for the first time
giant woman - first intruduction of fusion and cute song and opal! ah good memories <3
the roses room - oh also such a good one
first aperience of lapis and episode after that - wow what there are other gems? and crystal gems are hiding something and maybe not so good? and monsters are also used to be gems? wowza! also such a beautiful visual with all the water magic and blind lapis and water tower
sugulite episode -oh hell yeah! also strong in a real way is a great song
STEVONNIE!!!!!!!!!! "screaches" tbh I love all the episodes when they appear (maybe except for the car races) - the first one and the one where Stevonnie has to survive on some alien planet for a while is "cheif kiss"
two episodes when the green hand apears and when we find out Garnet is a fusion - ah a CLASSIC <3
on the run - the song, the first time we see the kindergarden, the I NEVER ASKED TO BE MADE holy shit im so emotional over this episode, might be one of my very favorites
the episode where Garnet and Steven go to investigate what is the claster and they see those fucked up mutants - HOLY SHIT IT WAS SO SCARY AND UNCANNY I LOVE THIS EPISODE SO MUCH also one of my most faves
episode where Pearl gets very mad that lion belonged to Rose and that Steven knows something she doesnt and that Rose has secrets from her - when you see how fucked up it is, when for a second you could see she wants Steven to fall, but also knowing later on whats shes been going through... can understand why (understand, but not excuse)- such controvershal feelings but hey thats why we love this show dont we?
Timetravel sandclokes episode - hey another fucked what the fuck :D also love how Steven is surprised he can be so annoying lol
befriending Peridot <3
Pearl Steven and Greg build spaceship
Garnet shares abuility to see the future, so Steven and Connie don't get into snowstorm
bunch of rubies arrive and everyone play baseball - so fucking cute fhgfdhjfg
Garnet's story of how Ruby and Saphire met <3
When we see Blue Diamond in person for the first time and she steals Greg and how team goes to save him - so much good stuff, they tears, caused by Blue, the human zoo, THE AMETHYSTS <3 the whole diversion plan, the WHATS THE POINT OF FEELING BLUE song <3
First aperience of Smoky Quartz, Steven and Amethist having troubles feeling like shit, Jasper's downfall, the "you killed my diamond, your diamond - Pink Diamond!" and "come here sis" - very good
Peral goes puk and has a crush on pink haired biker girl UwU
Bismuth episode
traveling into Pearls head episode
Garnet wedding <3
the final is also so good (even tho its rushed and I WISH so much that there would be more of gathering rebels gems throughout the galaxy to overthrown the diamonds, but I know how pressed the whole crew was to finish the series right here and right now... even with all that, I think they managed to make a great final! <3 )
AAAND steven the future too
how all the traumas finall catching up - good shit
especially love the episode where Steven and Peridot make dream show
and the two perls episode also very good
Pearl and Bismuth rollerskate UwU
and when Steven was with Jasper
and the final <3
woof that was long haha
Favorite designs:
I love the main 3 (i remember when i was teen i hated new designs, compared to the pilot, but later on I started to think that new ones are better... idk, I think Garnet's square afro and huge hips and Pearl's nose are SUPERIOR)
I really like Rose Quartz's design - shes so prettyyyyyy
I liked Blue Agate design! those boots wowza!
Peridot and her cool limbs (i dont remember the name of those thingies)
Blue Diamond has cool design but
THE WHITE DIAMOND??? oh man, I love her design! so stunning but creapy! the use of white and black, the wibes of b/w old tv shows? very very cool
I ALSO love fusion designs so much!!!
I especially like how more stable fusions tend to have less limbs and have more humanoid form
I like how fusions that have amethyst in there tend to have very sharp teeth and even extra maw (exept for Opal... but maybe she just doesnt open her mouth wide enough for you to see hehe)
I like Pearl+Ruby fusion (sorry I don't remember her name... I dream to draw fan comics about them but eh...)
I also like how gems, who've been healed from their monstrocity still have some kind of monster aspects
like little horns and such
I like the gem that used to be the worm, who eated shiny things haha shes cute
AND SNOWFLAKE OBSIDIAN????? whats her buisness looking so swell????? shes so cool loking but she only been there for like... five seconds ToT
ok im done thank you
#su#steven universe#su spoilers#sorry if you havent watched yet maybe dont read it all haha#ask#asks
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Perle Fine (American, 1905-1988), Undisciplined Emotion I, 1959. Gouache and fold-over collage on paper, 55.9 x 76.2 cm
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conlang word derivation idea would be to have an emotive word, say gol 'anger', and one could use dynamic -tas or stative -bus suffixes to clarify the word refers to an emotion (unstable, transitory) or disposition (stable, durative). so golbus would mean 'to be angry', while goltas might mean 'to be wrathful, easily irritable; to be an angry person; to be generally ill-tempered'.
this would stack with other verb affixes, let's say vo- 'become':
vogolbus 'to become enraged, infuriated'
vogoltas 'to become a bitter person over time'
Vege un ti vogoltassat.
ve-ge un ti vo-gol-tas-[t/s]at
year-PL PER 3.PN become-bitter.STAT-PERF
he has become bitter over the years.
(kind of hard to color code because i just made up a construction where using a time reference like 'year' along with a perlative particle and a durative/stative/dispositional verb form would mean 'over [the referenced span of time], [verb occurs]'. but you know. its always fun to complicate your examplish)
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Hello Rain Worlders! During the art month, @pansear-doodles (lovely fella that does a lot of stuff both with and for our community, you've probably heard of 'em), hosted a little challenge where folks had to make something every day throughout the entire event, which I painstakingly completed.
This was mostly to learn and improve and get better and faster at drawing, but also.... there was an emote request reward.
And if anyone's familiar with the Rain World related VA stuff I did before, it should come as no surprise that my request was.......
Bonjour Ma Précieuse Perle!
The French Scav propaganda has stopped spreading, and now it's about time to fix that!
If Pan is ok with it, I'm sharing this so that anyone and everyone could now use this little beauty.
Bon appetit! :D
#rain world#rain world downpour#rw scavenger#french scavenger#rw emote#gift#other's art#btw Pan - if you don't actually want me sharing this then just tell me and I'm privating this#I'm just assuming that it's okay due to it being a gift and all#and because who wouldn't wanna spread some French Scavenger propaganda?
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Exploring The Power Of Gestalt Therapy: A Journey To Wholeness
In the world of psychology and psychotherapy, there exists a diverse array of therapeutic approaches, each with its unique philosophy and techniques. Among these, Gestalt Therapy stands out as a holistic and experiential approach that aims to help individuals understand and resolve their emotional struggles by focusing on the here and now. In this blog post, we’ll delve into the world of Gestalt Therapy, exploring its principles, techniques, and providing a real-life example of its application.
Understanding Gestalt Therapy
Gestalt Therapy, developed by Fritz Perls in the 1940s, is deeply rooted in the belief that individuals possess the inherent capacity for self-awareness and personal growth. The word “gestalt” itself means “whole” or “complete” in German, reflecting the central idea of this therapy — the pursuit of wholeness and self-acceptance. Unlike some other therapeutic approaches that delve into the past, Gestalt Therapy focuses predominantly on the present moment, emphasizing the importance of experiencing thoughts, feelings, and behaviors as they occur.
Key Principles of Gestalt Therapy
The Here and Now: One of the core principles of Gestalt Therapy is living in the present moment. It encourages clients to become fully aware of their thoughts, emotions, and bodily sensations as they happen, fostering a deeper understanding of their immediate experiences.
Holism: Gestalt Therapy views individuals as complex, integrated beings, acknowledging that one’s thoughts, feelings, and behaviors are interconnected. It seeks to explore and address these connections to promote self-awareness and growth.
Personal Responsibility: Clients are encouraged to take responsibility for their thoughts, feelings, and actions. This principle emphasizes that individuals have the power to make choices and changes in their lives.
Awareness and Contact: Gestalt Therapy places great importance on awareness and contact with oneself and others. It emphasizes the need for authentic, meaningful interactions with others to achieve a sense of fulfillment.
Creative Experimentation: This approach often employs creative and experiential techniques, such as role-playing, empty-chair exercises, and dream work, to help clients gain insight and explore their emotions.
Example in Practice: Sarah’s Journey to Wholeness
To illustrate the application of Gestalt Therapy, let’s consider the hypothetical case of Sarah, a 32-year-old woman struggling with unresolved grief after the sudden loss of her father. Sarah has been experiencing persistent sadness, anger, and anxiety. She decides to seek the help of a Gestalt therapist.
In their sessions, the therapist employs various Gestalt techniques to guide Sarah toward self-awareness and healing. One such technique is the “empty-chair” exercise, where Sarah is asked to imagine her father sitting in an empty chair and engage in a dialogue with him. This exercise allows her to express her unspoken emotions, reminisce about their relationship, and gain closure.
As Sarah continues her therapy, she becomes increasingly aware of the anger she has been harboring towards her father for leaving her too soon. Through Gestalt techniques, she confronts these feelings and, over time, experiences a shift in her perspective. She begins to focus on the positive aspects of her relationship with her father, leading to a sense of acceptance and closure. Sarah’s journey to wholeness is marked by her newfound self-awareness, personal growth, and the ability to live more fully in the present.
Summing up:
Gestalt Therapy offers a unique and powerful approach to self-discovery and personal growth. By emphasizing the present moment, encouraging self-awareness, and promoting holistic understanding, it can help individuals like Sarah navigate their emotional challenges and embark on a journey toward wholeness. Whether you’re a therapist or someone seeking personal growth, exploring the principles and techniques of Gestalt Therapy can be a rewarding experience on the path to self-discovery and healing.
– Urveez Kakalia.
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One of my mutuals spoke about hair and now I'm am daydreaming about having long hair and right now my hair is short (slightly above shoulders) and getting into a frenzy WHY AM I LIKE THIS
#fortunaly I'm on my planned midday break to crumble over that#as I have to study until death and time is very precious#gosh why does that thought comes so often#shall I succomb???? and go back to the 2017 lenght????#my hair grows super fast so it will be a very good lenght if I don't touch it heavily in 2 year#anyway I'll calm down#perle is ranting#perle is emotional#perle is raging
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okay last art post for the night and then ill probably gush about my pookies
this is amethyst perle!
they use they/them pronouns.
they are. a servant of DIO in stardust crusaders, and obviously, they're a stand user.
their stand is called Pisces, and it effectively allows them to influence the emotions of others a la blue diamond from SU. but it also forces them to. be hyper-empathetic, so they literally feel everyone's emotions.
amethyst and steely dan are dating :3
#maybe ill write a ficlet abt them#si: amethyst perle#jjba self insert#self oc#self insert#my art#my oc
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Best part of the Norwegian dub of Steven Universe is that the running joke about Crying Breakfast Friends, a show Steven loves that's all about sapient breakfast foods who get super emotional about interpersonal drama and cry (the writers not so subtly poking fun at SU itself)...
Is that the additional joke where Crying Breakfast Friends parallels the show itself, with characters like Pear standing in for Pearl works even better in that case.
They're "Pære" and "Perle" respectively. The pronunciations are much closer and I've always appreciated that the gag works better.
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Su una remota montagna abitava una bambola di sale. Trascorreva le sue giornate tra cieli trasparenti e distese verdi, tra fiori di tutti i colori e perle di rugiada. Da un vecchio saggio che percorreva i sentieri del bosco sentì parlare per la prima volta del mare.Incuriosita e affascinata decise di andarlo a cercare. Dopo un’ interminabile pellegrinaggio attraverso territori aridi e desolati finalmente giunse in riva al mare. Rimase lì a guardare, per ore, solidamente piantata al suolo e con la bocca aperta, quella meravigliosa e immensa distesa d’acqua in movimento, ascoltando ammaliata il gorgoglio spumeggiante delle onde.Poi, quasi sussurrando, chiese al mare:”Chi sei? ”“Sono io” rispose il mare con voce misteriosa.“Non capisco” disse la bambola ” come posso conoscerti e comprendere?”“E semplice” rispose il mare “entra e lo saprai”. Il mare era così azzurro, così invitante ed imponente…..la bambola si avvicinò e……dopo parecchie esitazioni, lentamente, entrò in acqua. Subito, un’onda tiepida e luminosa l’avvolse. Avvertendo una strana e nuova sensazione ritrasse la gamba.Un velo di malinconia comparve sul suo volto nel momento in cui vide che le dita dei suoi piedi erano sparite.” Che cosa mi hai fatto ?” urlo la bambola “Dove sono finite le mie dita ?”Imperturbabile il mare replicò:“Perché ti lamenti ? Hai semplicemente offerto qualche cosa per poter capire. Non era quello che chiedevi ?”La bambola era addolorata per la perdita dei suoi piedini, ma era anche affascinata da quel flusso inarrestabile di nuove emozioni e da quell’insolito inizio di comprensione che stava vivendo. Guidata da un irresistibile impulso, avanzò nell’acqua. E questa l’avvolse in un caldo e doloroso abbraccio. La bambola emise un gemito struggente che di lì a poco tradusse in un enfasi di calma…Si abbandonò alle onde e perdendo se stessa…Comprese.Un’ ultima ondata inghiottì ciò che restava della bambola.E proprio nell’ istante in cui scompariva parlò il mare con la voce della bambola… Oppure fu la bambola con la voce del mare e disse:“Io sono…..”
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On a remote mountain lived a salt doll. She spent her days between transparent skies and green expanses, between flowers of all colors and pearls of dew. From a wise old man who walked the paths of the forest she heard about the sea for the first time.Intrigued and fascinated, she decided to go and look for him.After an endless pilgrimage through arid and desolate territories she finally reached the seashore. She stood there looking, for hours, solidly planted on the ground and with her mouth open, that marvelous and immense expanse of moving water, enchanted listening to the foaming gurgling of the waves.Then, almost whispering, she asked the sea: "Who are you?""It's me" answered the sea in a mysterious voice."I don't understand" said the doll "how can I know and understand you?""It's simple" replied the sea "enter and you will know".The sea was so blue, so inviting and imposing…..the doll came closer and……after several hesitations, slowly, she entered the water.Immediately, a warm and luminous wave enveloped her. Sensing a strange new sensation she drew her leg back.A veil of melancholy appeared on her face the moment she saw that her toes were gone." What you did to me ?" I scream the doll "Where are my fingers?"Imperturbable the sea replied:“Why are you complaining? You simply haveoffered something to understand. Not was that what you asked for?”The doll grieved at the loss of her feet, but she was also fascinated by the unstoppable flow of new emotions and the unusual beginnings of understanding she was experiencing. Driven by an irresistible impulse, she waded into the water. And this wrapped her in a warm and painful embrace. The doll let out a yearning moan which soon translated into an emphasis of calm…She abandoned herself to the waves and losing herself… Including her.A final wave engulfed what was left of the doll.And just as she disappeared, the sea spoke with the voice of the doll… Or it was the doll with the voice of the sea and she said:"I am….."
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The rainbow drop
chapter 1/part 1
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Dear diary,the last month had Bern,well,let just Say i was rien in a zombie ,put on a cage,stuck under a coral trying to rebuild,in one Word,horrible.
But i mean at least 4 month later it got bether,and tonight,we are doing the Mist biggest party ever .
And guess what,im the one doing the dj,for 5 hours,in front of New trolls~~~~~~
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knock knock
trollex:Ah
Hé trew His pillow at the person Who enter the room.
Bdb:gah dude,what was that about
Trollex:oops hihi ,sorry Bud
Bdb:let me guess,ur stress for tonight
Trollex:off me,noooo...
Suddenly a flash of light came from His hair.
Trollex:mayby....
Bdb:Côme on,it not the forest Time,why are u so nervous
Trollex:why WHY
His hair light Up on fire,for some reason under water,but u get what i mean.
Trollex:I DONT NOW THEM,THE ROCK TROLLS HATE ME,AND WHAT WILL I DO ,WHIT THIS
Hé pointes as His fire haïr.
Bdb:ok true u Dont now them,but u Will teach about them,and mayby the rock trolls Will like it
Trollex:u kiddin me right 😑
Bdb:ok,mayby not all of them,but Barb doesnt count
Hé sighned and Say on his bed His arm crossed.
Bdb:and for the umm,well that problem i eeee...
Trollex:see,i have Évry right to be nervous
Bdb:yes but ur gonna burn ur room
Trollex:oh right
Bdb:mayby if u try tooooo,control ur emotion
Trollex made him a really look,and Bdb look at him,and realise a bit why,trollex never could manage to control them.westerday hé burned a booké,just because hé started crying went the puppy died.
Bdb:ok,ok,mayby not,but pls try
Trollex:i Will,it not like i could
Bdb Côme close to him and Hugued His chest.
Bdb:im sure u Will
trollex:ty Bud
At the party
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Trollex was in the back stage passing back and fort ,His hair were on fire and His Heart was glowing purple,hé tried.during origami,but it burned.
Trollex:ok,evrything Will be fine,nothing bad Will happend,no one Will laugh ,no one Will
Trollex?
Trollex :AH
Hé jump and burned a rope,hé manage to ro put them put a bit whit a blanket.
Branch:wow wow,it ok,it me
Trollex:OMG stop doing this u now i hate jump scared
Branch:sorry about that
Trollex sighned,hé Say down on a nerby mushroom and a storm cloud appear on top of His head.
Trollex:gha not again
Branch:ur lucky Poppy not whit me,she wont let me go went she exited
Trollex:wow ,she that Pumked Up
branch:yep,she His,so,u nervous
Trollex:more then ever,i feel like im gonna puke right now
Branch:dont worried,nothing Will happend,and no one Will juge u
Trollex:umm Tell that to him
Hé pointed at the cloud on his head and it ajouter Electricity on him
Trollex:OW
Branch:look take my hand and breath
Trollex breath and the cloud went away,but is stress was still here,it was almos His turn,and hé couldn't be more nervous.
Poppy:and now give it Up for the best dj ever,King trollex!
The crowd started to Cheer for him,hé perles out,and start to stress and make Lightning.he Breath and remember what branch told him,and calmes down,well almos.....
Meanwhile
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On a big rock stood a dark black tasu whit four arms,tanticuls for a tail,Teeth on his eats,four eyes and a really creepy mouth,let not forget a spider crowd,and that troll could only be....king darknest.
darkness:my trolls and tsus,today is the day our invation starts
The big crowd beneath him cheer,they were all seperated whit there abilitis,Solid ones and the ones that wall on earth can kill u whit a click,liquid and water ones can control drown and suffocate u,and the vapor and shadows,the Most dangerous,can go in ur mind and control u,look un their eyes,smile at them one time,and u die.
Darkness :we Will extinct them untill bonne His left,kill them, tortur them as Much as u could
The crowd Cheer again
Dark kid 1:umm Do we need a reason for the suprêmes right
Darkness:well,my reason His,There joyful,week,disguesting and they use(about to barf)colors...(barfs darkness)that why,and they are killing us,and dont forget,if u see that rainbow troll,bring him to me,now get to position.
They went im water très and bushes
Darkness :umm giff,come here pls
Giff,looked at him.
Giff:yes ur Darkness
darkness:u now,some of the others Say ur week,scared and bathetic....wich discript does musical trolls personnality
Giff:umm well
Hé push him to a tree,put a knife close to His trow and State at him whit his four glowing red eyes.
Darkness:if u fell one time,u are dead...u hears me...
Giff:y..yes ur Darkness
Darkness:now show me a necto Scream
Giff screamed wich sounded like a Duong bath that could break ur Ward in half.
Darkness:greet...NOW GO
Giff ran to His hifi g spot whit his tasu bff, obvist.
Obvist:Man im Soo ready to stab some backs,oh and i practice m'y Scream,it even painfuller then be....giff?
Giff look down at His knife,hé couldn't hear is friend,but could hear scream,blood,pain.his eyes were aide open,hé could still see blood on his hand,he could still hear them scream...
obvist(songs in necto):IIIII NEVER💢
Giff:OMG REALLY MAN
Obvist:i could have sang worst,also u were really out of place
Giff :s .sort it just...
Hé look at His knife again,the world start to spin around him and hé finish by droping it
(ok There was suppose to be a drawing ,but tiens out it wont Do it)
Obvist:Man u ok
Giff:ya ya i..i am
(at each end There Will be a massage,well nor always,but if i Do it by part it because it long,but if u dont now how obvist and giff look like here a drawing,because the other would not load,and also it took me two jours to right that.
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#king trollex#poppy#trollex#queen poppy#branch#barb#trolls 3#trollstopia#fantasy#queen barb#Trolls:rainbow drop
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