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loublu8 · 6 days

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Drew my comfort characters from children’s media playing in a jazz band! Pippen as the singer (because singing is a character trait of her’s), Oona on the drums, Isabella on the bass, Seren on the trumpet (cause of that one Abadas episode) and Nina on the sax (cause of one random gag in the Game Catchers episode Scavenger Hunt where she finds a saxophone, can you tell i’m hyperfixated on these shows?)

This was supposed to be done for International Jazz Day but I got the idea for it and realised that’s what day it was the night before, so here it is two days later. Very proud of this piece, I think Seren on the trumpet the best one I drew.

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gummi-stims · 2 months

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hi again! could ya do a board for Pippen from Vida the Vet please? (She’s a koala who likes singing and musical theatre so have stuff like that and what not, no soap cutting or slime please)

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woso-dreamzzz · 2 months

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Kung

Hardersson x Daughter!Reader

Natalia Guijarro (OC) x Hardersson!Reader

Part of The Big Adventures Universe

Summary: The last member of the family

When you come in, you're cradling a blanket.

Natalia frowns. It's the blanket you kept in the car for Prins after a trip to the beach, so he didn't scatter sand all over your interior. It rarely comes into the house unless it's to be washed and it got washed two days ago. That's not nearly enough time for it to be due another one.

You look nervous too, bashfully dropping eye contact when Talia makes it.

"Amor?" She asks," What's wrong? Has something happened?"

"I'm sorry," You say, blurting it out as you cradle the bundled-up blanket closer to your chest," It's just...They were bullying him! And he was so cold! Talia, he was shaking! And I couldn't just leave him there!"

"Mi vida." Natalia stands, her hands reaching out for you. "You are not making any sense. Tell me what has happened. Who was being bullied?"

Slowly, you unravel the blanket.

A little bunny is sitting there. His ears are slightly covering his eyes and his little nose wiggles as he takes in his new surroundings. His fur is kind of fuzzy and a beautiful light tan colour.

"I went to that bakery you like, that one in the middle of the park? And he was being bullied by the crows! They kept pecking at him and one of them tried to snatch him up! I'm sorry but I couldn't leave him there!"

You look close to tears like you expect Natalia to be mad at you for bringing this poor, defenceless bunny into your home.

"All the vets are closed," You say," Just one night! Please, Talia! Just one night!"

Natalia shakes her head fondly at you, reaching up to cradle your face in her hands. "I love you so much, amor. You have such a big heart."

"He can stay?"

"Of course he can stay. Do we know how old he is?"

Panic flashes over your face again as you shake your head. "He's so little? Do you think he still needs milk? Oh god, what if the birds traumatised him and now he won't eat?!"

"Amor," Talia says," Let's not jump to the worst case. I'll go and grab some things we can try. Why don't you settle down and introduce him to the others?"

"There's cakes in my bag!" You call after her and she just laughs in response.

You take a seat on the sofa and gently take the little bunny into your arms. He's perfectly content to sit there, not moving as his chest rises and falls in sync with yours.

Reina is lazing around on the top of her cat tree, stretching out as she peers down at where Prins is wagging his tail in his bed. He's got his favourite duck toy sitting next to him and sometimes he nudges it with his nose in an attempt to get Reina to play with him.

"Prins," You say," Kom (come)."

He does so immediately, padding over and sitting at your feet.

You gently move the rabbit to his eyeline but not close enough for him to reach for it.

"Dette er en kanin (this is a rabbit)."

Prins tilts his head to the side in interest and you very carefully move so he can sniff it. The rabbit seems nonplussed by this whole thing, bumping noses with Prins happily and practically purring at the joy of it all.

Prins seems happy too, his tail wagging furiously and he keeps looking over at Reina, as if to introduce her to his new friend.

"Reina?" You call softly and your girlfriend's cat turns her head to look at you. You tsk to beckon her over and she does so begrudgingly, her silky fur showing that she's been recently brushed.

She takes the more assertive route than Prins did, meandering over and sticking her face all over the little rabbit's body. She sniffs him curiously before dragging her tongue over his head like she did when she first met Prins.

"No," You say when she tries to pick him up," Sorry, Reina, I don't think he has a scruff."

She looks a little disgruntled at that but swipes her tongue over him a few more times before she's seemingly satisfied. She leaps down from the sofa and herds a whining Prins away so she can groom him instead.

Prins looks at you completely betrayed as you allow him to be shepherded away but you just shake your head fondly at him.

"We'll take him to the vet tomorrow," Natalia says as she comes back," And I think I've still got Reina's old travel case so he can sleep in that for the night. How did introducing them go?"

You smile. "I think Reina thinks he's a kitten and Prins seems happy to make a new friend. They might be sad when we give him up."

Talia gives you a pointed look that you can't quite decipher. One of her hands gently scratches between the bunny's ears (who immediately goes limp and starts making a noise akin to purring) while the other gently cards through your hair, twisting random strands around her finger.

"Just them? I think you'll be sad too if we let this little guy go."

"Maybe a little." Your brows are scrunched up, a crinkle appearing between them as you hold the little bunny.

"I think that's a good enough reason to keep this guy around."

"Really?"

"Really, mi vida. I think this little guy is adorable. I'd love to keep him if you do."

It took you weeks to let your mothers know about the new member of the family. Kung the bunny had become a staple in the house. He fit in perfectly and, just like his namesake, thought that he was in charge of it all.

Multiple times, you had caught him taking over Reina's car tree and thumping his foot when you didn't give him his dinner fast enough.

But, Kung's favourite thing was when you and Talia wore sweatshirts. He adored wiggling into the front pocket and taking a nap there when you had a lazy day.

He enjoyed the beach too, exploring it on a leash like Reina as you tired Prins out by kicking a ball for him.

Kung fit into your life so well that you completely forgot to tell your mothers until you were on a video call at the kitchen table.

Talia pops in to greet them, pressing a soft kiss to your ticklish neck as she appeared.

"I'm heading out to see Patri," She says," Can I have you give his royal highness? He's being clingy again."

You beam. "I'll always take him."

"I know. I love you, amor."

"Love you, Talia."

She carefully removes Kung from her front pocket to hand him to you. He's still very small and easily fits into your arms without even waking up from his nap.

"Is that a rabbit, Princesse?" Momma asks, catching a glimpse of Kung's floppy ears.

You cheeks go a little red when you realise that she has no idea who he is. You hold him up so she can see better.

"This is Kung," You say," We got him a few weeks ago. Some birds were bullying him so I brought him home."

Morsa laughs. "Of course you did. We're lucky all you ever brought home was that rock when you were younger."

Your face gets even more red. "There was nothing wrong with Rocky!"

Morsa just keeps laughing. "And naming him Kung? You really like a theme, Princesse."

"How long until Natalia has to change her name to fit this theme?" Momma picks up the teasing too. "Will the royal family be deigning to visit us anytime soon?"

#woso x reader #hardersson x reader #pernille harder x reader #pernille harder #magdalena eriksson x reader #magdalena eriksson #woso community #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso #The Big Adventures Universe

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yourunhingedgirlfriend · 1 year

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We're back with "We See Red Flags, We Date Them" Family Part II

Introducing ✨ The Cousins ✨: 14 days with you MC, The Krows' Nest MC and Honey Hotline MC

Note: They are all sisters just like my first 5ocs (rh,stnaf, y&h, cs and cwp mc). Picrew link here.

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Facts about them:

Name: Angel ▶ Age: 25 years old ▶ She/Her ▶ Shinobo Kucho (@14dayswithyou MC)

Occupation: Librarian

Like Sugar (RH MC), she has a low alcohol tolerance, who also text her ex when drunk (it runs in the family) but not like Sugar who pretend that nothing happen, Angel remember all of it and will regret it for 5mins, would probably send out of context memes.

Likes: Macaroons, Romance Books, Autumn, HARUKOOOOOOOO!

Dislikes: Her apartment, her landlord, her younger siblings (Honey) failing grades

She has a secret life as an otaku that only Sweetheart (STNAF MC) and Ren knows. Weeb Cousin and Boyfriend unite!!! Tried to cosplay Hange once.

A Swiftie 4 life! Everytime Mother Taylor release a new album/song, she create fake scenarios that Ren dont love her just to fully grasp the emotion of the song. (And Ren trying to memorize the lyrics of all Taylor Swift song)

Her motto in life: So it turns out that being an adult is mostly just googling how to do stuff. Send help!

Name: Dove ▶ Age: 23 years old ▶ She/Her ▶ Voice HC: Misturi Kanroji (@thekrows-nest MC)

Occupation: Part time Vet assistant, currently studying Veterinarian Medicine

Mi Vida (Cannibal Sweetheart MC) and Dove are currently in the same university. Camping buddies with "YOU" (You and Him MC)

Likes: Animals, Macha Green Tea, Nature, Krow's sketches

Dislikes: Dirty Surroundings, Summer, Horror Movies

She met Krow in Mcdonalds when Angel (with his boyfriend Ren) make them order a chicken nuggets to avail student discount (and a happy meal). While River recording it for "memories" :D

Love to pats Krows head just to annoy him. Also hates chicken nuggets and fries. So, match made in heaven as they say.

Her motto in life: I stress about stress before that's even stress to stress about.

Name: Honey ▶ Age: 21 years old ▶ She/They ▶ Voice HC: Daki (@ringringringbananafone MC)

Occupation: works as a part time cashier in a convenience store, currently studying Computer Engineering

Honey likes to do weekly 'therapy' shopping with her cousins: the twins, Cara Mia (CWP MC) and Sweetheart. Would cry later bc they all bought stupid things thay they didnt need after all.

Likes: Sherlock Holmes, spicy ramen, Mallows, Manhwa

Dislikes: Her older sister expectations, studying (sometimes), making decisions, responsibilities

Bestfriend with Ames and Seon. Prank buddies with Vain and Elliot.

Loves to flirt with Fone just to make him blush. (Note: Krow accidentally spill about Fone having a big crush on Honey in a truth and dare game with Angel, Ren and Dove.) Still dont know if they want a relationship with him or they just want to become Mallows Mom. Had major commitment issues.

Her motto in life: Will I end the semester or will the semester end me??? Stay tuned.

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BONUS:

REN: I lost Fone and Krow

Angel, Dove and Honey: How did you LOSE Fone and Krow?!

Ren: To be fair, they are very small.

*Krow and Fone marching towards Ren with their pitchfork*

#14 days with you #the krow's nest #honey hotline vn #my ocs #the yan-attracting curse is really happening #Yan's MC-verse #we see red flags we date them Family tree is expanding hehehe #please tell me to stop doing this T_T

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shivunin · 1 year

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The Heart Grown Fonder

A single letter folded into the cover of a book on Ferelden tax law in Vigil’s Keep:

My dear Warden, queen of my heart, rarest and most beautiful of women,

I trust this letter will find you, because I will have hidden it in a crate of supplies bound for your Vigil’s Keep. If someone else is reading this, I will retrieve it from you soon enough and you will not like the manner I use to do so.

Mi vida, life is dull and grey without you by my side in Antiva. Fighting is tragically bereft of people shouting things like “desperation is an ugly perfume.” Such things always gave me something to ponder while we cut down our foes, and in their absence I find combat less than stimulating. What does that mean, by the way? And why did you say it so often? This is not a criticism, you understand; if you were to appear at my side tomorrow and say such things again, perhaps while eviscerating someone twice your size, I would be delighted beyond words.

Can you believe that the Crows have not given up on me after all that? Such a shame, when you cannot trust a man at his word anymore. I have dispatched perhaps half of those who continue to pursue. If matters remain on track, I should be able to stroll back over to your side of the sea sometime in the next few months.

Stay strong, my steel; I know that you are simply wilting without my tender care to nourish you. Please, permit me a moment to remind you of what I might do if I were there with you now:

First, I would unbind your hair and loosen it over my fingers. I am certain it has grown even longer in my absence, and you know how I enjoy feeling it trail along my skin. Then, I would kiss you as you deserve—slowly and with feeling, for as long as you can stand it without—

The message continues at some length, ending several pages later:

It is my wish that my words will offer some stimulation until I may return to your side once more. Take heart, mi vida, my steel; you are always in my thoughts even though you are not in my arms.

Trust that we will see each other soon.

—Your Zevran

A series of letters bound together with a dark blue ribbon:

Zevran,

Did you read a naughty broadsheet and decide to stuff all the endearments you could manage into one letter? Words don’t warm my bed, Zev.

I’m fine. Everything here is fine.

Take care of yourself. Let me know when you’re planning to come back. I’ll be here.

Ser Grr misses you.

—Arianwen

Zev,

Scratch the last letter, if you get yourself killed, I’m stuffing Justice in your body and killing you again. Consider it a threat and a promise.

—Wen

Zevran,

I’m told that these are meant to be longer. I’ll try that this time.

Justice says that the letters Kristoff received from his wife had descriptions of her day and hopes for the future. I don’t know what that means. I spent most of the day trying to vet candidates for the Calling. It’s not the Blight anymore; it’s important that the people we choose are able to stick it out and hold their own. The Wardens must have a stronghold in Ferelden or what happened to us will happen again, with no guarantee of success next time.

So—that’s just about every day now. The rest varies, I suppose. Mostly annoying administrative nonsense. Nobles love their paperwork, it turns out. You don’t want to hear about that.

I’ve made friends with the chef. You were right: it’s important to know the person who is most likely to poison your food. She’s nice. Made it out of Highever before Howe destroyed it, which is good for her and us. Makes a damn good stew. Reminds me of the days on the road when we all had to tolerate each other’s cooking. I haven’t gotten any better at it, for the record, but I can peel a potato very quickly now, when called upon.

Speaking of friends, Isabela stopped by on her way across the sea yesterday. I understand she came to Amaranthine to meet a smuggler contact, but unfortunately I already killed them. Anyway—it was nice to have dinner and catch up. We talked about you. Good things, not that you’d think otherwise.

I meant to say earlier—Justice doesn’t talk about Kristoff much, but he told me a little about what his life was like. Being a Warden and married and all, I mean. It sounded nice. Except for the part where he’s dead, I mean. That’s…not great. I’m glad I didn’t know him before everything else. It’s easier that way.

Anyway. I hope this was better. I still don’t get the point of these. Why not just wait until you come back to talk about all this?

You’d better come back.

Not now, I mean. Eventually. When you’re ready.

Whichever.

—Arianwen Tabris, Commander of the Grey, Hero of Ferel

Ignore all that. I’m getting too used to signing formal reports.

Zev,

Did you know that ship captains can perform marriages? Isabela told me yesterday, but I thought she was joking. Nate agreed, but he could also just be fucking with me. I wouldn’t put it past him. I hesitate to ask, but do you know if this is true?

I think about that last trip back from Antiva very often. Maybe if I’d known Nevermind. I miss you. That’s it.

—Wen

Zevran,

I tried to track down the messenger who took that letter before he could get on a boat, but he made it out of the country first. I’m told I am not allowed to go after him.

So ignore all that instead. Just pretend you didn’t read it and I sent you a sketch of my chest or something.

—Arianwen

Zevran,

If you’re getting these letters, please reply. I know I’m not very good at this, but I need to hear from you.

Just—please.

—Arian Your Arianwen

And finally, tucked into a stack of neatly folded underthings in an armoire in Vigil’s Keep:

My Arianwen,

If you find this before I find you, I owe you something special. If not—well, you will have me here, either way.

I am only sorry it took so long. I am certain we will find a way to make up for the long absence.

—Zevran

P.S. Your sentries never even bothered to check the wall they stand on. You should correct this, or instruct your stoneworkers to make the bricks more difficult to climb. I would hate for someone less well-intentioned than I to take advantage.

(For @14daysdalovers day 9: Longing.)

#14dalovers #14dalovers2023 #day 9 longing #arianwen tabris #zevran arainai #zevwarden #zevran x warden #zevran x tabris #my writing #dao #da fanfic #epistolary #zevwen #i shorthand their fics as 'zevwen' in my notes and i'm having an increasingly difficult time not tagging these as that #wen continues to not know how to express herself #don't worry they hugged forever when he finally tracked her down and then they found a handy supply closet #ser grr is the mabari obviously #she thought she was being clever with the name but everyone just calls him ser now #shivunin scrivening

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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year

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Vet!Nick Vaughan and silverfox? Yes please!!!

“Your favourite loyal customer is here,” Nick finds himself standing faster than he intended, his head nearly knocking into the open cupboard door, “eager, Dr. Nick?”

“Annie,” he scolds gently, but finds he can’t be too hard on the youngest hire off the basis that she’s right, “don’t you have something to do?”

“I’d rather watch you dreamily gawk at the very single mother-“ Annie finds herself becoming silent when the door opens and your daughter rushes in toward the front desk.

“Hi, dr. Nick!” She slams her hands against the counter, struggling to look over. “We’re back again!”

“What is it this time?” He glances at your daughter and then you, trying to control the dreamy stare while Annie watches from the reception desk.

“A turtle,” you state with unreserved patience, slowly setting the box on the counter, “someone decided to bring a turtle home from first grade-“

“It was gonna die, mama!” Your daughter whipped her head around, pleading with her eyes. “I can’t let Michaelanhelo-“

“Michelangelo,” you corrected her, leaning against the desk, “he’s the orange guy.”

“Mama-“

“Let’s take your turtle back to a room.” Nick didn’t inherently feel great about being so enraptured by you, mostly due to the age gap especially since he had more grey and silver woven with his dark locks.

But how could he not be completely taken by you?

And your daughter. Both of you.

You were beautiful, funny and just the sight of your eyes on him had made the experienced vet weak in the knees.

And your daughter was bright, brilliant and funny. She had worked her way into his heart without a single constraint.

“So…you found a turtle.” Nick set the box down on the table and watched, eagerly, as you and your daughter shuffled into the room.

“I’m gonna keep it!” Your daughter bound to the table, her wide eyes transfixed on Nick.

“Turtles belong in the wild, Vida.” You corrected her, lifting your eyes to meet Nick’s as you mouthed for help to back you up.

“Mama-“ Vida groaned, readying herself to plead the case.

“Your mom’s right,” Nick lift the turtle from the box gently, and set it down on the table. “These turtles need to be in the wild and if they can’t be in the wild, they need to be in a rescue.”

“You’re supposed to be on my side, Dr. Nick.” Vida pouted, her arms crossed over her chest. “Can’t we have a turtle, mama?”

“And who’s going to take care of it? You’re in school, I’m at work, and you already said you wanted a pig.”

“A pig?” Nick raised an eyebrow, corner of his lips twitching.

“A mini-pig, they’re so cute!” Vida nearly toppled from the stool she was standing on, catching herself at the last minute.

“First, let’s focus on the turtle.” You gently directed her attention back to her rescue. “Let Dr. Vaughan check him over-“

“Nick,” he cut you off, smiling small, “just call me…Nick.”

“Or dr. Nick!” Vida beamed, not for a moment noticing the way his eyes lingered on you.

#silverfox!vet!Nick Vaughan #silverfox!Nick Vaughan #silverfox!vet!nick vaughan x singlemom!reader #silverfox!Nick Vaughan x singlemom!Reader #silverfox!Nick Vaughan x reader

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kats-chaotic-wonderland · 2 months

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Does anyone know a good website to use for English to Spanish translation for writing? I'm not able to pay anyone to check my translation, and I don't have anyone I know who is fluent enough to do it. I'm working on a character who's bilingual and I really want to avoid the usual method. He switches around a lot and I'm trying to learn to make sure I'm accurate enough, but I'd like a more vetted source.

This is what I've used so far and it seems accurate but I want opinions: https://www.spanishdict.com/translation

This is what I gave it: If I die today my life was well lived

And this was what it translated: Si muero hoy, mi vida fue bien vivida

It broke down the words and showed the sentence structure, so it looks accurate enough to me to do what little I need it to, but from anyone who speaks/reads Spanish, please let me know if it's stilted or weird. This is writing for a fic I eventually want to make into a book, so I'm really striving to make it readable. Or at least passable for a tumbler post. Please give me any feedback!!!

#writing help #writing community #writers #writer #writers on tumblr #spanish #translation #translation help #spanish translation #bilingual

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yvcs · 4 months

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/ conozcan a 𝙔𝙑𝙀𝙎 𝙈𝘼𝙓𝙄𝙈𝙄𝙇𝙄𝙀𝙉. gemelo menor de los grimaldi-casiraghi, leo, veinti4 años, residente de viva vista : bitácora . vínculos . pint.

holi, aquí jojo, les dejo unos datitos de mi hijo y arribita del read more les dejo el link de los vínculos en los cuales yves posiblemente podría concidir con otros. vengo tardecito pero ojalá aún alcancemos a armar cosillas, me interesan amigos que le sigan el rollo, maybe algún dealer, personas que puedan estar relacionadas con el mundo del tattoo, personitas a las que pueda mal influenciar, enemigos, fwb, ons, ¡lo que se les ocurra!

yves maximilien, así completo, al menos para su familia esa siempre ha sido la forma de llamarlo y por costumbre es así como siempre se presenta, sin embargo no tiene problema en recibir diminutivos: max, milien, yves, ivie, mili, v, la lista es larga. no suele haber problema al ser llamado de diferentes maneras al menos que no le agrade la otra persona o sea un descoocide.

morrigan es una perrita golden, es de esos que desde chiquitos llevan a los viajes, que ha subido montañas, se monta en la tabla de surf y así. aún es una cachorrita pero ya está enorme, la chiquea un montón, la pasea todas las mañanas y casi todas las noche, la lleva super seguido a sus chequeos al vet, en fin, es a quien más quiere después de su hermana.

ha estudiado en tres universidades diferentes pero en ninguna ha tenido éxito porque no ha querido, estudió en harvad, en la u de ny y también en mónaco. la última donde estuvo fue la de ny, en realidad aún no ha desertado por completo, pidió baja temporal durante un año por "problemas familiares" pero está casi seguro que no va a regresar. las tres ocasiones fueron carreras diferentes, la primera fue filosofía, de ahí buscó suerte en una ingeniería y ahora estaba estudiando finanzas. tal vez la cuarta es la vencida y se termina matriculando en la universidad de aurelia en algo relacionado a artes, perooooo, no de momento.

su personalidad es bastante impredecible, este vato se despierta a las 4AM con la idea de ir al amazonas y lo hace. no es alguien broncudo pero si lo buscan lo encuentran.

cuando su familia se deslindó de la corona se fue a la florida, para ser exactos vivió en jupiter island, claro que celine dion es su madrina de bautizo y jugaba básquet con michael jordan. igual los viajes a monaco eran super seguidos así que se crió en ambos países de manera simultanea.

decir que no le importan las apariencias es poco, fr. este tipo tiene varios tatuajes en brazos y piernas, tiene un piercing en la oreja, va a fiestas donde sale super ebrio, la policía se lo llevó una vez por orinar en vía pública, etc. tampoco presta demasiada atención a lo que hacen sus padres, no siempre asiste a las galas benéficas, de hecho algunas veces sus padres le han pedido que mejor no vaya porque una vez rompió cosas y salió en la prensa.

consume sustancias ilícitas pero sólo de manera esporádica.

es hetero, hasta donde sé 8)

últimamente está interesado en aprender a tatuar, así que tal vez lo lleguen a ver con una libretita llena de bocetos o se lo topen en su estudio de confianza haciendo como que la de chambear si se la sabe (sólo es aprendiz) fkgdf.

hace uso de su apellido PARA TODO, de verdad no desaprovecha una oportunidad que nombre familiar le pueda dar. desde bebé estuvo consciente que todo lo que pida le llegará, le encanta ese tipo de vida. gracias a todo esto sus números en redes sociales es enorme, aunque no es algo a lo que él le preste interés.

creo que es lo más resaltante de momento, igual pararé acá o no me dará para poner tanto texto. ya se la saben, si dejan un corazoncito iré a molestarles. si me reaccionan por acá les escribo por im y si es por discord les leo por allá. solo pido paciencia porque esto de hacer relaciones me pega en la amsiedad. love y'all ♡

#𝙢. 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯' 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘳𝘦 ��― pinned.

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mapacheconprogeria · 9 months

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¡Hola, Pau! ¡Espero que vaya todo bien en tu vida! ¡Muchas buenas vibras! Yo por mi parte ando más o menos, porque estoy triste, pero con mucha determinación sobre las cosas que voy a hacer en estos meses que vienen, va a ser difícil, pero quiero seguir por mis ideales y los sueños renovados que tengo.

¡Saludos con sushi! jajaja

Holis, me alegro que pese a todo, tengas la determinación de hacer lo que quieres c: mucha fuerza y ánimos.

Por mi lado, todo bonito, estresada económicamente, pero pasan que cosas, más encima a mi bebé gatuno lo mordió otro gato y se le infectó :( así que ahí le pusieron un pañal en el vet jajajaja y el cono de la vergüenza :( jajajaja 1 semana de cuidados. Lo bueno es que no pasó a mayores y es algo tratable en casa c:

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magicalcrystalsproject · 1 year

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Dicas Para Escrever Fanfics e Histórias Autorais!Por uma escritora iniciante que já publicou um livro e postava no Spirit!

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🪐Olá Meus Amores tudo bem??? Todos aqui sabem que eu amo escrever!! Quando não estou estudando ou falando sobre uma pauta social importante no meu blog Santuário da Arara Azul eu estou escrevendo histórias e as ilustrando!! Recentemente eu publiquei um Livro e até um tempo atrás Eu postava no Spirit umas coisinhas!! E eu sou praticamente uma escritora iniciante mais até que aprendi bastante coisa!! Eu gosto de escrever desde criança! Eu aprendi ler e escrever aos 3 anos (segundo minha mãe!) E nunca mais parei de escrever a escrita é um hobbie para mim!!Como sabem eu faço Vet então até que ajuda a descansar depois de ter participado de 5 castrações e uma necropsia escrever sobre fadinhas fofas! Deslize para o Lado e veja as minhas dicas de escrita!! Esse post originalmente era uma Thread do Twitter kkkk!!Eu fiz este post por que muitas pessoas me pediam dicas de escrita então resolvi juntar todas elas e postar!! Espero que ajude!!🪐

🦋 Saiba sobre o Que você quer escrever!!🦋

Não importa o gênero se é fanfic ou original o que importa é você saber o que realmente quer escrever! Quando souber procure planejar todas as ideias que vierem em sua mente analisar uma por uma e fazer um rascunho!Se você gostou do rascunho vai em frente e invista seu tempo e criatividade na história original! É sempre bom fazer planejamento se quiserem faço um Post/Thread só sobre planejamento de histórias!

🍓Tenha um Horário certo para escrever!🍓

O Horário da tarde é o Horário que mais pego Hype para estudar,escrever e desenhar! Então ter um Horário que você percebe que tem ânimo é muito bom por que aí as ideias fluem!!

🐢Ilustre a Cena e faça a encenação!🐢

Calma não precisa ser especialista! Eu faço isso direto tenho mania de ilustrar o que pensei para aquela cena é também atuar no banho ou no meu quarto para ver se as falas ficaram boas! Bem isso é ótimo para dar mais clareza na mente E também para vermos se realmente ficou bom ou devemos mudar algo!! Arte sendo expressada por meio de arte é excelente e ajuda muito!!

🪐Se inspire em coisas reais!🪐

Ok isso é o que mais faço! Minha OC Lisa é inspirada em mim no que eu sou e queria ser (Famosa Mary Sue de autora insegura e Narcisista!) Muitas coisas que acontecem na história têm um pouquinho da vida real rs! Por exemplo as cenas Da Lisa na faculdade ou as cenas em família as coisas que falam para Lisa em bons ou maus momentos e também referências a cultura Pop e as tendências do momento! Sem contar que essa versão emo do Loki é inspirada na Mitologia Nórdica e em Agente de Asgard Dizem que a obra de um artista é o reflexo dele mesmo! E literalmente é assim ninguém escreve o que não sente ou não gosta! Escrita é uma arte e arte é uma maneira de se expressar! Eu amo comédia Mahou Shoujo por isso meu livro é uma comédia e Mahou Shoujo todo colorido!!

🍭Não desista!!🍭

Ninguém nasce perfeito! A gente tem que batalhar e lutar pelo que acreditamos até chegar onde queremos estar! Isso se aplica na escrita! Não desista continue escrevendo até alcançar sua meta!

🎀Se inspire mas não copie!🎀

Tudo bem se inspirar em outras obras eu mesma me inspirei em Sailor Moon e Winx!! Mais seja original e não copiei o que já existe!

👑Tenha um Betareader e um amigo/parente que possa dar sua opinião sincera!👑

Minha mãe não conta por que qualquer bosta que eu fizer e gostar ela vai gostar!! Mais tenho minha amiga Laura e minha Prima Duda! Um betareader é quem corrigi os erros de ortografia e da opiniões

Do que deve ou não ser adicionado! Recomendo muito a betagem do @MoonDivulga e também do Naturally Edits e Manic Design!!

Eu estou escrevendo um Livro!! Mais antes dele eu publiquei uma história que se passa no mesmo universo com acontecimentos que influenciam lá! Ela é meio curtinha mais é sei lá um prólogo! Vejam mais nesse link:

https://loja.uiclap.com/titulo/ua24248/?fbclid=PAAaazj9yF5r6dXhjl0STuWx6-yeiNNl3bU72q82ViKdP0FWec3d-SDwNUMrg

Bem Meus amores foi essa a Thread/Post!! Até a próxima!! Beijinhos e fiquem com Deus😘

#artists on tumblr #magical crystals project #dicas #dicas de escrita #livros #escritores de fanfiction #fanfic writing #escritores independentes #escritor #escritores

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loublu8 · 2 months

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Happy Princess Peach Showtime day! drew some of my comfort chars cosplaying in some of the game’s outfits, I won’t be playing as I’m broke so you guys have fun

#princess peach showtime #bubble guppies #phineas and ferb #the game catchers #vida the vet #abadas #abadas cbeebies #oona bubble guppies #phineas and ferb isabella #isabella garcia shapiro #pippen vida the vet #nina game catchers #seren abadas #abadas seren #game catchers nina #louie's collection o' art

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portalplugado · 1 year

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🇺🇸🇵🇹🇧🇷 How old do cats live and tips for them to live longer. Several factors affect your life expectancy, two main ones are race and lifestyle. They usually live 15 to 20 years, but some live much longer. .

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The Birman (or Sacred Cat of Burma), Siamese, Burmese and Persian breeds are at the top of the list, while the Bengal, Abyssinian and Ragdoll are the least long-lived. In general, mongrel cats seem to live longer than purebred cats.

Females also have slightly longer lifespans than males. .

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Tips to prolong the life of the cat:

Keep it indoors whenever possible! .

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Neutered cats live longer because they are less likely to roam at night or fight with others. Surgery is usually performed when the cat is about 4 months old, but it can be performed at any age. .

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Keep him at a healthy weight. Do not overfeed him and encourage him to move around, for example by playing with him and incorporating games at mealtimes. .

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Buy quality, nutritious and balanced feed. Make sure you have specific sources of protein (chicken, salmon, lamb, etc.) and not generic “meat”. Avoid feeds that contain a lot of grain. Offer wet food (sachet or can), which contains a lot of water. .

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Provide clean, fresh water. Cats develop liver problems because they don't like water very much, and they have problems in their hydration. .

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Take him to the vet for regular checkups. Once a year is sufficient, except in an emergency between appointments. The veterinarian can also diagnose, treat and prevent parasites such as fleas and worms. .

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Keep him happy! He needs to be stimulated. Make the house pleasant by giving her toys, cat tree, cozy corners and perches. Still, there's nothing like sharing special moments with him, so spend more time together. .

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Cats have 7 lives? It's an ancient Egyptian legend, they have always been seen as mysterious animals.

Guinness Book says that the oldest cat in the world was Creme Puff, from the USA, female who died in 2005, at 38 years and 3 days old! Equivalent to 168 human years!

Source: meupet.elanco.com

Photography: vasilisa_via (pxhere.com)

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Quantos anos vivem os gatos e dicas para que vivam mais. Vários fatores afetam sua expectativa de vida, dois principais são a raça e o estilo de vida. Eles vivem geralmente de 15 a 20 anos, mas alguns vivem muito mais. .

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A raça Birman (ou Gato Sagrado da Birmânia), Siamês, Burmês e Persa estão no topo da lista, enquanto o gato-de-bengala, o Abissínio e o Ragdoll são os menos longevos. No geral, os sem raça definida parecem viver mais do que gatos puros de raça.

As fêmeas também têm expectativa de vida pouco mais longa que a dos machos. .

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Dicas para para prolongar a vida do gato:

Mantenha-o dentro de casa, sempre que possível! .

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Gatos castrados vivem mais porque são menos propensos a passear à noite ou a brigar com outros. A cirurgia geralmente é realizada quando o gato tem cerca de 4 meses, mas pode ser realizada em qualquer idade. .

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Mantenha-o em um peso saudável. Não alimente-o em excesso e incentive-o a se movimentar, por exemplo, brincando com ele e incorporando jogos à hora de comer. .

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Compre ração de qualidade, nutritiva e equilibrada. Veja se tem fontes específicas de proteína (frango, salmão, cordeiro, etc.) e não “carne” genérica. Evite rações que contenham muitos cereais. Ofereça ração úmida (sachê ou lata), que contém muita água. .

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Disponibilize água limpa e fresca. Gatos desenvolvem problemas hepáticos porque não gostam muito de água, e possuem problemas em sua hidratação. .

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Leve-o ao veterinário para exames regulares. Uma vez por ano é suficiente, exceto no caso de emergência entre consultas. O veterinário também pode diagnosticar, tratar e prevenir parasitas, como pulgas e vermes. .

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Mantenha-o feliz! Ele necessita ser estimulado. Torne a casa agradável dando-lhe brinquedos, árvore de gatos, cantos e poleiros aconchegantes. Mesmo assim, não há nada como partilhar momentos especiais com ele, então passem mais tempo juntos. .

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Gatos têm 7 vidas? É uma antiga lenda egípcia, eles sempre foram vistos como animais misteriosos.

Guinness Book diz que o gato mais velho do mundo foi Creme Puff, dos EUA, fêmea que faleceu em 2005, aos 38 anos e 3 dias de idade! Equivalente a 168 anos humanos!

Fonte: meupet.elanco.com

Fotografia: vasilisa_via (pxhere.com)

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cuchillx · 1 year

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Este San Valentín fue muy especial para mí.

En el transcurso de las últimas dos semanas sentí mucha desolación, desesperanza y soledad. Mi mejor amiga, mi gran acompañante por años, mi gatita Pancha de 17 años ha tenido un tumor en el oído los últimos años, y por falta de dinero, tiempo y valentía no le había podido buscarle atención médica adecuada. Pero esto ha cambiado el último mes, muchas visitas al vet, mucho dinero invertido y mucho miedo por dentro. Así fueron estos días. Ha tenido dos estudios que requerían anestesia, el último el más riesgoso. Por dentro yo me moría, hasta se me bajó el azúcar y me dio migraña.

Mi novio y yo atravesamos una situación difícil , donde por problemas de comunicación no habíamos abordado un tema que me afectó directamente en mi estado de salud, porque no supo abordar la conversación y el tema nunca se tocó. Esto tiene que ver con la salud sexual, y cuando me diagnosticaron sentí tanta desesperación, traición y frustración. Sentía que el coraje que tenía dentro no la iba a poder superar, y que no iba a poder perdonarlo. Me dio miedo porque nuestra relación ha sido increíble y sentí mucha confusión.

Finalmente, me invadió la soledad y la tristeza porque tantas amistades se han desvanecido en los últimos años y pensé que estos temas los iba a tener que afrontar sola, y me sentí la persona más pequeñita y olvidada por el mundo. No podía afrontar nada de esto por mi cuenta, y me pregunté si simplemente tenía que aceptar el dolor y miedo sin nadie.

Pancha esta hoy en casa, esta durmiendo profundamente y ronroneando, entiendo más su condición y hemos cambiado muchas cosas en su dieta y cuidados, que le permiten tener mas calidad de vida. Siento que la amo más que nunca, y agradezco cada día que estoy con ella en vez de vivir sumido en vergüenza y tristeza por no poder hacer nada por ella. Hice tanto, ella fue fuerte y todo valió la pena. Te amo Panchita

Ayer después de que Pancha salió bien de la anestesia, le marqué a mi novio, desarmada, vulnerable, con dolor y amor. Y se disipo el coraje que sentía. Esto es un proceso y todavía quedan cosas que sanar, pero escuché arrepentimiento y amor sincero en él y sentí mi corazón lleno y listo para seguir adelante. Hoy tuvimos un hermoso San Valentín, y me alegra tanto tenerlo en mi vida. Te amo Tommy

Mi amiga Daniela estuvo tan al pendiente de mi todos estos días. Me vio llorar, me abrazó cuando estaba inconsolable, me regaló dulces que toda la semana comí pensando en ella, le regaló a Panchita una cobija lila en la que ahora duerme, y me envió mensajes diario para saber cómo estaba. Su amistad es un regalo increíble de la vida, y sé que no estoy solite, agradezco los espacios y tiempo que hizo para mí. Te amo Dani.

Feliz San Valentín, día del amor y la amistad. Mi corazón está lleno.

#syrup speaks

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rebeldia · 2 years

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ayer estuve todo el día en la u, de camino a casita mi amiga me habla y me dice que falleció su gatita, voy a esperarla afuera de un vet donde la cremarán, mi amiguita linda se rompe en llanto, de las mejores personas que conozco y de las más fuertes, esta vez tiene una pena inmensa, la tarde-noche se vuelve un momento de introspección y de escucha al otrx, del viento correr y el llanto a flor de piel, entiendo o creo sentir tu penita y aunque será por siempre, acá estará tu familia, pienso

hoy no me levanté para ir a clases porque la semana ha sido intensisima y mi estado físico mental y emocional está en su límite, prefiero dormir un poquito más y te juro que luego de semanas, sentí que realmente descansé, es increíble todo el peso que he sentido en mí y en la espalda

mañana y pasado al fin me toca hacer un taller en un museo donde toy haciendo la práctica, y aunque no estaba convencida del todo, solo quiero que lleguen luego estos momentos de enseñar algo que ni sé si me saldrá bien, espero que así sea, tengo cuco de arruinarlo, de que no me funcione, pero sé que es ansiedad y esta capacidad de sobrepensarlo todo, y de tener pensamientos irreales

luego de esto solo quiero dormir, además de hacer todos los trabajos que debo hacer, que son muchos, a veces mi creatividad se agota y me bloqueo, y no sé muy bien qué hacer

no he comido ni dormido bien, pero sabi k? esta semana ha sido de sentirme deprimida, con el útero pa la caga x la regla pero dando cara a la vida, sobrellevando mi vida en conjunto de mis malestares

qué difícil e intenso ha sido este año, he conocido gente muy linda y se han ido de mi vida otrxs, he experimentado lo que es vivir sola, porque aunque tengo dos roomies, no nos vemos ni compartimos mucho, pero creo que al fin tengo un espacio/lugar seguro, una red de apoyo, unas amigas que si no les hubiera agradado, no serían mis amigas, no estarían en mi vida, y estoy tan agradecida de haberles caído bien, de que no sé qué vieron ni recogieron de mí, pero lo hicieron y no puedo estar más feliz por esto, que me ha tirao pa arriba

cuando alguien se va, siempre se genera este momento de reflexión/introspección del año, y me agrada sabi 🕯️estoy eternamente agradecida de tener en mi vida a mis dos amigas vero y ayleen, que hicieron que no me muriera en el proceso, que me compran papitas, que me piden que las apañe a lugares, que también me ayudan cuando necesito algo, que simplemente me entregan eso que te entregan las amistades íntegras puramente verdaderas, te juro que nunca en mi vida había encontrado el amor en mis amistades, claro que antes vi y hallé amor en amigues pero esta vez es de manera genuina, desinteresada y muy sana, es re loco como se van replanteando conceptos y sentires, me hace sentir bien el hecho de que podamos mutar

estaré agradecida toda la vida de que estas personitas hayan llegado a mí vida, agradecida del ex que me dejó la estas amistades porque quizá esto era lo que necesitaba y el puerto que me esperaba

valiendo caca pero llevándola <3

grax si leíste esto ññ

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clvhq · 2 years

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se ha visto a tōya kimura desfilando por las calles y boulevares de parís, pero no hemos llegado a ver si es de pronto buena o mala fortuna la que le persigue. ¿tu sí? ¡anímate a descubrir cuál es!

heket, ¡bienvenide a cestlaviehq! nos encanta que seas parte de nuestro proyecto y esperamos que el buen juicio sea parte de tu camino dentro del mismo y si no… bueno, ¡así es la vida! recuerda que tienes 24 hs para hacernos saber cuál será la cuenta de tu personaje y que, en caso de necesitarlo, puedes pedir más tiempo.

nombre / pseudónimo : heket pronombres : ella / suya edad : 25 país / zona horaria : cst triggers : uff, pero yastan. user de discord : yasta x2 en caso de unfollow, ¿dejarías que se continúe utilizando tu personaje como no jugable? : sip ¿algo que agregar? : gracias por dejarme tener numero par de pjs uwu💐✨

in character.

nombre completo : tōya kimura pronombres : él/suyo faceclaim : hio miyazawa fecha de cumpleaños : 26nov.95 edad : 26. ocupación : cirujano vet. residente / capacitador en el catering familiar.

descripción psicológica : generoso, persuasivo, enérgico, encantador / franco, solitario, temperamental, doble cara.

headcanons sobre el personaje : * fue parte de un club de acapella varonil en la universidad, que dejo el año final de la misma, habiendo ganado un concurso nacional & muchos videos en las redes, pero que no fue nada mas que un hobbie. * su deseo inicial fue especializarse en cirugía de animales silvestres, sin embargo, la demanda para el ámbito de animales domésticos era mayor & fue el que tomó por necesidad. * desde que familia emprendió negocio, fungió desde mesero a cocinero, hasta que terminó en ser chofer para poder rendir en estudios universitarios. * luego de fatídico suceso familiar en el 2019, dejo su residencia en el hospital universitario, que recién este año a vuelto a presentarse una vez siente que con sus hermanes han estabilizado el negocio, & siente que el touya de antes a madurado mucho desde entonces. * no ha podido volver a conducir por un pánico que tiene al volante, usa solo el servicio público & de ser posible tren o ferry. * su inspiración es steve irwin, suele hablar japonés con su familia & es alérgico a las manzanas.

#formulario.#fc: hio miyazawa.#user: heket.#familia: kimura.

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gerthymuses · 1 month

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𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂: 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽 *

oklahoma duncan, sempre vista na parte rural do campus da universidade de cara fechada e entre os animais. o curso de medicina veterinária combina com a sua estética interiorana, mas com certeza a carranca não diz jus aos seus vinte e cinco anos. fora isso, é difícil vê-la passeando na cidade, está sempre presa na cooperativa da família. ⸻ 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒌 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅 @oklaalko

𝒅𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒓 ;

imagine-se vivendo em uma grande cooperativa ao longo da vida. os gatos? compartilhados. os ganhos? compartilhados. os animais e as plantações? também compartilhados.

poderia, até mesmo, dizer que as casas eram compartilhadas, mas para tudo existia um limite. a cooperativa duncan estava de portas abertas para todos que quisessem passar por lá, mas tinha as suas particularidades.

o sobrenome adquirido ao longo dos anos, após os imigrantes mexicanos se mesclarem entre os estadunidenses, a família duncan cresceu nas fazendas afastadas do país.

existem pessoas que acreditam na valiosa fortuna escondida pelos estrangeiros, mas a verdade é que - juntos - os duncan aprenderam a viver em harmonia, ajudando uns aos outros ao longo da vida para se estabelecerem com dignidade e respeito.

foi assim que oklahoma cresceu em meio aos primos, tios e avós, sempre fortalecida pelo poder da família.

ativa dentro da cooperativa desde pequena, viveu enclausurada na fazenda por opção… dos pais. cuidava da plantação, dos animais, dos pequenos concertos residenciais e até mesmo da manutenção dos equipamentos de colheita. okla fazia de tudo um pouco, assim como os seus primos - uma tradição passada de pais para filhos.

a primeira oportunidade de colocar os pés para fora da cooperativa foi logo no início da adolescência, quando encontrou a paixão nos esportes. a dança tomava conta do seu ser e bailarina pelo mundo foi a sua primeira perspectiva de carreira fora dos braços familiares, o que assustou toda a comunidade.

os tempos haviam mudado e ela foi a primeira a criar coragem para se debandar do núcleo familiar. não era a primogênita, muito menos a caçula, o que impactou diretamente no pensamento dos primos sobre ela.

o único porém, então, foi que teria que cursar algo que fosse útil para a fazenda, retornando para a família assim que completasse a universidade.

sem pensar duas vezes, optou por medicina veterinária e encontra no curso a sua paixão mais latente. oklahoma cresceu em meio aos animais e nada poderia tirar essa afeição da morena.

todos os dias, luta para manter a bolsa de estudos e garantir que os pais não paguem um tostão da mensalidade - era uma questão de honra, orgulho e responsabilidade.

isso não deleta o fato de ser uma pessoa extremamente desorganizada, minuciosa e agitada. oklahoma consegue ser várias em uma só, principalmente quando enxergam as diferentes versões da jovem por onde ela está.

em meio a família, é doce e cuidadosa com todos ao seu redor — do mais velho ao mais novo. em suas preferências gerais, prefere passar o tempo com os mais experientes e deixar as brincadeiras infantis para suas primas e outros moradores da cooperativa.

na universidade, no entanto, sua falta de confiança e convivência com o mundo desconhecido a tornam pedante, arrogante e extremamente estressada. é muito segura de si e reconhece todas as vontades latentes dentro dela, mas não entende a melhor forma de se expressar. com seus amigos, tende a ser muito amável, mas não no mesmo nível que seria em seu lar.

além de tudo, a jovem é expressiva de todas as formas, tornando simples entender o que ela está sentindo. não gosta de se esconder e nem que escondam dela as verdadeiras emoções — o que pode ser um pouco contraditório considerando a sua desconfiança com o mundo.

𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒔 ;

nome. oklahoma duncan. apelido. okla, vet, duncan. gênero. mulher cis. pronomes. ela/dela. orientação. heterossexual. idade. vinte e cinco anos. mapa astral. virginiana. cidade natal. tuscaloosa. ocupação. estudante de medicina veterinária. faceclaim. sofia carson.

#♯ 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑠 ♡ open !!#♯ 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑠 ♡ f !!

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