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[abovecalamity]

Pick an F1 driver by intuition but I do my best to confuse you.

This is Daniel No podiums Spanish

simply lovely *not* George his team is green

moustache trust me, this is Kevin won a few races

A Mclaren Driver perhaps Sergio pookie

is this Logan?? no. this is Logan Click on this one

Fernando Alonso someone young James, it's Valtteri.. for real!!!

Lewis! you can trust me... Future Ferrari driver, trust me here

Are you HAPPY with your first choice??

[mystycfics]

Who: Mollie and Liam @vampireliamhernandez

Where: Herb & Spice

When: Near closing time

Mollie had been kicking herself ever since Beau had brought new treats to the store. She had been doing so good emotionally and then one thing reminded her of the shit storm that was her love life. It had been going so good but she just couldn't hold onto it. Just her luck really. Or maybe it was karma. She must have been an awful person in a former life or something to be handed such crap on a cracker.

She had sent Luna home early and was just leaning over the pile of receipts for the day trying to force herself to think of anything but her husband. Or ex-husband. Or whatever he was. Her back was to the door when she heard the small bell over the door. She wiped at her face harshly as she cleared her throat, "We're just closing up but can I help you fi-" her words cut off as she turned to see the very person she was trying to avoid, "Oh..."

[psyknife]

@azuresrp

“I know you think you need to show the world just how strong you are, but you just lost consciousness. That’s not normal.” Kwannon lowered him to the ground, tucking them in an alleyway against prying eyes. She layered a psychic mask over them for some added protection. “Any injuries? Bruises? Destroyed pride?” She gave him a quick once-over, but didn’t want to overstep by checking beneath his clothes. One problem at a time. “How about we start with what you can remember?”

[lostwillow]

Where: Outskirts

When: Evening before the full moon

Who: Willow and @goldenretriever-werewolfwarrior

Despite how poorly the last time with Jasper had gone, Willow continued to take food out to him and leave it in the same spot. She didn't know if he ate it or someone else got it, but it was always gone. It was also just nice to get out of the town for a few hours. Breathe in fresh air and not have to keep people away or pretend to be something she wasn't. Sometimes, it was exhausting. And despite how normalized the supernatural was here, the full moon tended to make everyone go crazy. Humans included. This full moon was no different.

Willow had dropped off the food and was taking the long way back to her van which she almost immediately regret. The woods were too quiet and even the silence felt cold. Like she was no longer welcome here. She tried to shake the feeling so she could get back to her van and civilization. If she could just do that, then this would all be a weird memory. She paused as the hair on the back of her neck stood up. The wind blew her hair across her cheeks as she listened intently. The silence was gone, replaced now by an odd grinding. Like something was dragging across the forest floor.

She stood frozen. Her first instinct was to call out and ask who was there but she stopped herself. If someone was being dragged through the woods, she didn't want them knowing she was there. Running through the trees would definitely result in her tripping on something and being murdered. But she was too loud too. And if it was certain kinds of supernaturals, they could probably smell her. Then the dragging was replaced by footsteps. Faint but loud enough she could hear. She turned to run but tripped almost immediately.

"Fuck," she swore loudly. If whatever was out there didn't know she was here before, it sure did now.

[pinklocksoflove]

@gravity-wall

"Welcome, welcome!" Iggy extends a hand, in fact it's her disconnected prosthetic held in her other hand. She loves this bit and can barely hold back her giggling. There was a scent of ozone in the air around the shop floor of the workshop, security cameras and automated high caliber turrets scan around the room. Assortments of laser, plasma and other such high energy weapons, explosives and the like on display. There's even a battle ready tank on display!

"Here to shop? Browse and peruse my assortment of wild and wonderful weapons or.... this a social call maybe?" The engineer's interest waa very much piqued by her new visitor. Not the usual types for certain. Iggy eyes the other up and down briefl, her mind going a million miles an hour as usual.

"Perhaps you need some work done? I can build automated defenses for the right price after all!"

[wilddwcrds]

THUNDER RIVER + SYLVI

"that looked enjoyable." aric's voice is a steady tone as he approaches sylvi, finding her after the fight he witnessed between vampires and alongside suna. watching sylvi in danger reminds him of home, when his heart would leap into his throat whenever lilja chose an impulsive decision. but this is much different, more of a sickness to see sylvi in danger than any stress. it's panic? maybe? his gaze lingers on her with a mixture of concern and admiration. in his hands, there's a bundle of rags procured through less honorable means and he offers them to her. "i found these. the guards are growing lax, leaving some of their trucks vulnerable." there is a faint grin on his face but a cough bubbles in his chest, forcing him to clear his throat. and just like that, aric returns to his visser seriousness, perhaps heightened by a sense of protectiveness that he can't control. "now you should rest and allow your wounds to heal. perhaps for a while and no more fights until then." @ofwrxth

[werewolf-xiomara]

LOCATION: Grocery Store WHO: @magicvet

“No, please put that back.”  Xiomara said in her stern motherly voice towards her son, who picked up a candy bar at the checkout line.  The person in front of her was taking their time filling the conveyor belt with at least two weeks’ worth of groceries.  Chewing on her gum, she reached for her son to pull him closer to their cart so he wouldn’t be in the way of anyone.  “Please settle down,” she requested and the young boy instantly calmed down.  Little Mateo although hyper at times like many children, he was well behaved and often listened to his mother.

When it was finally her turn, Xiomare placed only about fifteen items on the belt.  Basic things such as milk, bread, peanut butter, etc.  It wasn’t anything fancy, just some food for them to get by while they lived at The Motel in town.  “Ma’am, that is $68.72.”  Xiomara nodded, “just one moment please.”  Her voice cracked as she searched her purse for any money that may have dropped to the bottom.  All she had was $40.00 and she took a breath.  “Um, sorry.  Could you please remove,” she hesitated as she tried to figure out what they could do without.  “Uh, could remove this and this,” she questioned.  “And then see how much it is?”  The wolf’s cheeks were inflamed and she was nearly on the brink of tears as people started to look over at them to see what the situation was.

[thewolfisawake]

Tonight was in full swing and while Ceilidh enjoyed the twirl and cheer of the dancing, she couldn't go the whole time. And besides she wanted to consolidate some of the interesting things she heard or spoke about from tonight's festivities. And she couldn't accomplish that with all the noise. As such, she retreated to the outside so she may make her notes.

Ceilidh started her typing her 'miscellany of annotations.' Descriptions of showstoppers, captivating dances, and of course gossip were penned. She could only rely on her memory for so long to not fail her. Since her drawings were still...lacking she had to settle for what was within her grasp.

And while the occasional chatter were within her purview...some even adding, there was this...din. Only it didn't stay a din to her. It swelled at some points and maybe the rise and fall was what got to her. So now distracted, Ceilidh decided to investigate. Although she didn't have to look far. In fact she was pretty sure it was right below her.

So with a tilt over the railing and the assistance of her unseen wings, her head popped up at the top of the shaded area. There she noted the two individuals underneath. It didn't look like anyone from the Court nor those that assisted in the palace. So she had to assume these were invitees and their air...seemed important. Yet she quipped, "No rush by any means, ephemerae to the Court, but might you have an estimate of when you'll be done? Unfortunately, the gardens tends to be for more...rakish encounters and I would like to not interrupt."

||@soulsxng||

[theobrowningfd]

Starter for: Theo and @ethvns

Location: Merrock Fire Station, Downtown Merrock

When: Monday, January 29, 10 am

Every so often the Merrock Fire Department would help out people in the neighborhood outside of their usual occupational acitivies. This included kids who needed to earn community service credits in school, various groups who volunteered for community service, adults who needed community service credit after a a rehab program, and adults who needed a job after being released from jail or prison. So when the paperwork passed through Theo's desk about someone needing to help out as a condition of his parole, he signed it right away. After rereading the name of the person, Theo thought for a moment, wondering why it sounded so familiar. He knew most, of not all of the locals, whether through his work or through growing up in town. He recognized the name Shephard, wondering if it was any relation to William Shephard, someone Theo knew all too well through both work and because of growing up in town. He figured it wasn't too rare of a name so he'd leave any and all thoughts on the back burner until meeting the firehouse's new employee. Theo was just getting settled in with the rest of the truck, having the crew run some drills when he saw a young man enter the apparatus floor. "You must be Ethan." He said and extended a hand to the young man in front of him. Though it had been some time since they had a volunteer, Theo reminded everyone to be on their best behavior.

[thad-spaulding]

LOCATION: Town Center Park WHO: @eliasamiri

The coming of summer had always been one of Thaddeus’s favorite times of year, the man enjoyed basking in the sun as he would run a few miles in the morning, the flowers were nearly in full bloom and the farmer’s market would be selling all the delicious produce the man enjoyed.  And let’s not forget just the simple crisp breeze that would send the scent of fresh cut lawns across the small city.  It truly was a magical time for him.

With sweat dripping down his forehead and gasping for air as he placed his hands on his sides and bent over trying his best to catch his breath, he finally decided to take a moment and sit down on the park bench to take a breather.  Lately, he had been pushing himself harder since the new found strength amongst the humans in Opulence.  As he settled down he leaned his head back and closed his eyes for several minutes just giving his body some time to relax.  When he opened them, he realized a man was there.  “I uh, my apologies sir.  I didn’t mean to be taking up the entire bench.”  He said, in a fast ramble nervous about getting yelled at.  “Please, sit down.”  He commented as he scooted over, giving more than enough room for another person.

[gabriella-trn1042]

@xenjoyedthat liked for a starter for human!Lyla

As Gabriella scaled the side of the high rise, trying to get back home before anyone caught up with her, she fought against the rain that had decided to pelt down on her. It couldn't have timed itself better. Twenty more minutes and she would have been home.

Thank god for talons. Probably wasn't so great for the side of the building, but she was high enough up that it likely wouldn't have been noticed. If it weren't for the extra grip, she'd probably be ending up like a certain itsy bitsy spider in a certain nursery rhyme.

She jimmied the window to their apartment open and slipped inside, a puddle forming under her, shivering as the cold caught up with her.

"The good news is I'm home," Gabi called, wrapping arms around herself. "The bad news is the rain totally screwed up my plans. Things didn't quite go as planned," She sighed. "Is Papa home yet?"

[thomashxmilton]

starter for @ofimaginarybeings (for James)

James was here, after all these years James was here and it felt like a fever dream.

When Thomas had awoken that morning, he didn’t expect while working in the fields that day that he was going to be reunited with someone he thought he would never see again. After they shared an embrace in the fields, Mr. Oglethorpe had been kind enough to give Thomas the rest of the day off to help James get situated. Taking him back to his cabin he had on the property he let him into the small home and shut the door behind him, looking at him a moment, he said gently.

“I don’t even know where to begin. . .”

[starridge]

also deciding to make stuff that 12 year old me would have wanted to draw

[jjentertainment]

❛ You said to rest but I can feel you hard against my back. ❜ ... from nancy ( @hollowvictory )

it was almost comical , how he seemed to freeze like god damn deer in headlights. his body stiffening when she called him out like that. not like he expected anything else. one of the things he liked about her. eventually his form relaxed , and a sheepish scoff left him , though he didn't exactly make a move to pull away from her. it wasn't like she had yet.

❛ what if i told you he has a mind of his own? ❜ it was a joke. a bad one , but that was how eddie was. the jokster to mask over how he really felt about not only himself , but most of the world around him. he did move back eventually. loosening his hold around her until he had let her go. ❛ sorry bout that. no more surprises. promise. ❜

ANSWERED ASKS . ... accepting !

[pinklocksoflove]

@baiika

"Karakoram huh, place seems pretty nice." Soria comments as she hops out of her personal ship after landing. Her ship had taken damage in a firefight and would likely be in the shop for a while. She'd need something to do, wonder what people do around her for fun?

She was already getting stares due to her looks as she went through customs and getting her gear checked. People passed by stared, some with interest, some with disdain. Hearing the word freak from time to time.

[tofixtheshadows]

I've been thinking a lot lately about how Kabru deprives himself.

Kabru as a character is intertwined with the idea that sometimes we have to sacrifice the needs of the few for the good of the many. He ultimately subverts this first by sabotaging the Canaries and then by letting Laios go, but in practice he's already been living a life of self-sacrifice.

Saving people, and learning the secrets of the dungeons to seal them, are what's important. Not his own comforts. Not his own desires. He forces them down until he doesn't know they're there, until one of them has to come spilling out during the confession in chapter 76.

Specifically, I think it's very significant, in a story about food and all that it entails, that Kabru is rarely shown eating. He's the deuteragonist of Dungeon Meshi, the cooking manga, but while meals are the anchoring points of Laios's journey, given loving focus, for Kabru, they're ... not.

I'm sure he eats during dungeon expeditions, in the routine way that adventurers must when they sit down to camp. But on the surface, you get the idea that Kabru spends most of his time doing his self-assigned dungeon-related tasks: meeting with people, studying them, putting together that evidence board, researching the dungeon, god knows what else. Feeding himself is secondary.

He's introduced during a meal, eating at a restaurant, just to set up the contrast between his party and Laios's. And it's the last normal meal we see him eating until the communal ending feast (if you consider Falin's dragon parts normal).

First, we get this:

Kabru's response here is such a non-answer, it strongly implies to me that he wasn't thinking about it until Rin brought it up. That he might not even be feeling the hunger signals that he logically knew he should.

They sit down to eat, but Kabru is never drawn reaching for food or eating it like the rest of his party. He only drinks.

It's possible this means nothing, that we can just assume he's putting food in his mouth off-panel, but again, this entire manga is about food. Cooking it, eating it, appreciating it, taking pleasure in it, grounding yourself in the necessary routine of it and affirming your right to live by consuming it. It's given such a huge focus.

We don't see him eat again until the harpy egg.

What a significant question for the protagonist to ask his foil in this story about eating! Aren't you hungry? Aren't you, Kabru?

He was revived only minutes ago after a violent encounter. And then he chokes down food that causes him further harm by triggering him, all because he's so determined to stay in Laios's good graces.

In his flashback, we see Milsiril trying to spoon-feed young Kabru cake that we know he doesn't like. He doesn't want to eat: he wants to be training.

Then with Mithrun, we see him eating the least-monstery monster food he can get his hands on, for the sake of survival- walking mushroom, barometz, an egg. The barometz is his first chance to make something like an a real meal, and he actually seems excited about it because he wants to replicate a lamb dish his mother used to make him!

...but he doesn't get to enjoy it like he wanted to.

Then, when all the Canaries are eating field rations ... Kabru still isn't shown eating. He's only shown giving food to Mithrun.

And of course the next time he eats is the bavarois, which for his sake is at least plant based ... but he still has to use a coping mechanism to get through it.

I don't think Kabru does this all on purpose. I think Kui does this all on purpose. Kabru's Post Traumatic Stress Disorder should be understood as informing his character just as much as Laios's autism informs his. It's another way that Kabru and Laios act as foils: where Laios takes pleasure in meals and approaches food with the excitement of discovery, Kabru's experiences with eating are tainted by his trauma. Laios indulges; Kabru denies himself. Laios is shown enjoying food, Kabru is shown struggling with it.

And I can very easily imagine a reason why Kabru might have a subconscious aversion towards eating.

Meals are the privilege of the living.