#Observe-Orient-Decide-Act

[scalefeathers]

In other words: don’t just do something; stand there!

NOTE TO SELF-SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!

[orphancookie69]

Flip Hacking Live 2023: The OODA Loop

It is Fall of 2023, and while most people are signing off for the year due to holidays...the most successful people are ramping up to keep up the hustle. My partner and I virtually attended Flip Hacking Live 2023. Love how they utilized Zoom and maximized this event for all involved.

The OODA Loop: A big theme I saw, or commonality, was that these guys were all Military. The OODA loop was developed by John Boyd to help pilots make decisions in high intensity environments. The four basic steps are:

Observe

Orient

Decide

Act

So, let's break this down and do some self application.

Observe: The observations come from the following inputs...

Implicit Guidance & Control: Your intuition, etc.

Unfolding Circumstances: Have a plan but adjust as needed

Outside Information: factors you have to deal with but can't control

Unfolding Interaction with Environment: interacting with your environment.

This is how your environment shapes and affects you.

Orient: The observations feed into how you orient yourself...

Cultural Traditions: some cultures have specific traditions, even if they are in a home away from home. There is also something to be said about no culture.

Analysis & Synthesis: You analyze information and based on what resonates with you, you combine it to form a theory or system.

Previous Experiences: many say experience helps you in future scenarios and yet, be careful what experience you bring up.

New Information: we live in an age of technology and honestly there is too much information.

Genetic Heritage: information about people based on biological descendants and relationships.

This would make, what others call, your bias. It is so important to know your bias.

Decide: Based on your implicit guidance and control you make a decision (or a hypothesis). At this point in the loop, you can start getting feedback and adjust based on feedback.

Act: Once we make a guess or decision, we act or test our guess. We get feedback based on the test and unfolding interaction with the environment.

The brain has two sides: the gut/instinctual side and the problem solving/logic side. When something is new, it starts in the logic side. Once you do it enough, its intuition. Also, information or choices are input and lack of input is also input. Your system is you, your principles are: people, purpose/vision, principles, and playbook. Think like a CEO. Proximity and Perspective is Power.

Are you looking for more information about Flip Hacking Live? Here: Flip Hacking LIVE: #1 Live Event for House Flippers & Wholesalers! More information about the OODA Loop: OODA loop - Wikipedia

While I feel like this was the central theme, what other goodies were there? Luxury market flippers, marketing, tactics, principles, affirmations, mindset, how to hire, alternative scripts, 3 legged business stool. My favorite part was Bruce Norris, from TNG, about how we are in unprecedented times. Flip Hacking Live offered a new kind of training, and I am excited for those who signed up for it. Who else watched this, or even attended it in person?

[wilwheaton]

all the gutting going on inside the government right now is being carried out for the one purpose: that the power of the state is really the erratic and degenerate will of one man: Donald Trump.

Observe, Orient, Decide, and Act: Notes on Preserving the American Republic

[grimm-writings]

Can I request something (I leave the format up to you) for Chilchuck x reader where the reader genuinely asks Chilchuck for his opinions and thoughts on things? (dungeon related things, union stuff, that sort of thing) Since he mentioned how he would like to be taken serious/respected like Senshi.

Basically reader respects Chilchuck and might have developed a little crush on him as well but doesn't want to make him uncomfortable by being unprofessional so they don't act on it. Maybe it's mutual.

Chilchuck is skilled as fuck and it would be nice if he got some well deserved genuine praise and appreciation for it.

mutual

…ft! chilchuck x gn! reader

…tags! fluff, headcanon format, some very very lightly implied maturity difference, marcille #1 wingwoman, reader is taller than chil

…wc! 992

…notes! YOU ARE SO CORRECT he’s genuinely such a valuable asset to the team!! every bit of praise here is well-earned!!!! 

You joined the party along with Senshi at the very start of their journey.  The group was rather small and you’d fear something might happen if they traverse the dungeon on their own.  You felt as if it were your duty to help out, eager to please as you are.

You realised fast that despite the dysfunctional way the group decided to acquire their food, they’re actually much more competent than you thought!

Though this is really you generalising your admiration for the picklock of the group.  Being more combat oriented, the ways in which Chilchuck easily bypasses puzzles and open doors left you rapt with his skill.

Before you knew it, you had acquired a notebook and pencil of your own (that you deliberated on robbing from orcs for a while before caving), and you were jotting down notes like nobody’s business!

(Only when alone or on night guard.  If anyone knew, you’d be so embarrassed…)

When Chilchuck offers a piece of advice about the social behaviours of adventuring parties, you notice.  When Chilchuck offhandedly mentions a tricky aspect of the dungeon, you notice.

When Chilchuck scolds Senshi for treating him like a child, you notice.

You had a feeling he wasn’t a child.  You were sort of observing him unendingly, and he seemed the image of a jaded, experienced adventurer.  You can’t help but feel your admiration for him grow upon realising that. 

It’s difficult not to come across too eager as you’re imploring him for more knowledge.  You’re just curious!  You’re expanding your dungeon knowledge!  He’s happy to tell you anything you need to know, as casually and calmly as any good teacher.

But you know deep down that you’re just really attached to the half-foot.  Maybe too attached…

When someone (Senshi) makes a comment about Chilchuck, even before he could retort like usual you’re standing in front of him telling him what’s what!  Chilchuck is too taken aback to make much of a comment about it afterwards, but he seems… pleased.

(It’s giving “his pronouns are they/them!”)

Marcille and Laios give each other a look whenever this happens.  Not saying you’re being judged, but…

Your earnestness to be the pinnacle of dungeon exploration gives Chilchuck pride in being your mentor.  He’ll make a comment about it occasionally but deep down…

You kind of wish it could be more.

You’re not young necessarily.  You’re years into your adulthood, but even with that in mind, Chilchuck already made it quite clear that inter-party relations are strictly a no-no.

And you just had to go and break rule number one!

It does leave you staring longingly at the half-foot’s peaceful expression when you’re supposed to be on night watch, wishing for a different reality.

It would be part way through your adventure, long after you’ve given up hope on your feelings being reciprocated, when Chilchuck gives you a spot of hope.

Just a run-in with a bicorn can really change your perspective…  Chilchuck actually asked if he could talk, just one-on-one, with you.

You had to contain yourself from exploding when you accepted, following behind him into a nearby corridor.  You pretend to ignore Marcille’s giggles and Izutsumi’s sigh and eyeroll. 

Just had to hold your breath…

Chilchuck turns to you, looking apprehensive.  You do appreciate his progress of trying to be a bit more open to people.  You’re always his number one supporter without even being coddling…  He takes a breath looking up at you.  If you only knew what you did to him with each round of praise and appreciation. …Well, only one way to get there, yeah? He says your name with a weight.  One you’re not able to put to name.  “I haven’t been… entirely honest with you,” he tells you. Your chest tightens and you feel your blood run cold.  “What… What do you mean?” “Nothing bad!”  He’s quick to ease your fears with a desperate wave of his hands.  He’s still working on this, and you can tell from how red his face gets that he’s definitely struggling with this.  You watch his Adam’s apple (small, but noticeable if you stare long enough) (not like you have) bob as he gulps. His gloved hands take yours.  You try your hardest not to blush. “You know how I keep telling you that you should get ahead?  Promote yourself to join the parties of more experienced adventurers?” “Yeah…?” “I was trying to push you away.”  He looks away from you, ashamed.  “So you don’t get any closer.  I also know… how you feel about me.” You’re back to feeling horrified beyond your wits. He's definitely going to reject you.  “I thought you said this wasn’t anything bad!” “I’m getting to it!”  He shoots back with the same increase in volume.  His nerves are getting the better of him. “Then by all means,” you say, “get to it!” Chilchuck’s hands over yours are shaking.  His mouth opens once more, but only a silent quiver of his vocal cords comes out.  He isn’t even looking at you anymore.  You probably think the worst of him by now, after all this time of trying his best to look his best, the image of professionalism. You know what?  Fuck this heart-to-heart stuff.  Marcille’s advice was shoddy from the start. The action is sudden.  Chilchuck unlaced his fingers from yours, and before you could process it, his hands on your shoulders, pushing you down to his height. And he’s kissing you.  A bit feverishly and you really would have thought he’d be a bit better at this considering his experience– But you kiss back, easing into it after your shocked “mmph!?”  He still definitely owes you for putting you through the five stages of grief twice though. Chilchuck breaks apart, and as you recover from your shock, he sighs and smiles slightly.  His face is nearly glowing from the heat; you can feel it quite plainly. “The feeling’s mutual,” he whispers.

[taldigi]

how do you feel about yu’s parents?? What do you think they’re like?

I think they're really interesting to explore- believe it or not. I've seen a lot of different interpretations of his parents, ranging from straight up negligent, to being abusive-- or just simply too busy. I've even seen interpretations where they're perfectly fine parents, and that the year abroad is an unusual circumstance.

The game itself, which is what I would consider primary canon (sequels being secondary and manga and anime being tertiary) never touches on it more than it needs to to justify Yu's presence in Inaba/being new. I think Yu's mother is briefly mentioned once or twice and they are said to have called Dojima once.

I made the observation (previously when theorizing about Ren's parents) that it's completely possible that during the downtime that you don't get to see between transition stages (where, theoretically, the main protagonists would do homework or take a shower or tend to other daily needs) it's totally possible that they call or interact with their parents.

All interpretations are possible, but I know Souji Seta's (the protagonist from the Manga) parents are always moving around- and lot of folks have taken this to heart- and yeah, I can see it and I too like this idea- even though it's worth considering the fact that the manga is mostly secondary to the games (and even the anime!) and it's not definite canon.

That being said, I definitely like the idea that they are a sort of echo of the conflict between Nanako and Dojima. Both suggest career oriented people that probably shouldn't have had a kid in the first place who prioritize their work over their family.. and that, in turn, leading to neglect- with Yu and Nanako both being self sufficient. mature for their ages, and complacent.

Behaviors Yu exhibits- like his ability to cook meals beyond what is expected of a teenage boy, becoming incredibly attached to Nanako (he is one wrong dialog choice away from killing someone over her!) and Inaba, the insatiable need to people please, his initial desire to push people away or ignore others, and his otherworldly emotional control and ability to not express himself.. -is stuff like that echos of a kid who's had to grow up way too fast and not cause any trouble and keep to himself.

So personally, I subscribe to that concept: Yu's a kid who's been raised to be seen, not heard- developing complexes and anxieties over being praised for being responsible and mature even though he's only barely meeting that expectation by the skin of his teeth. Nothing less that being perfect for the Narukamis, after all- there's no time to make friends or have many interests when time is better spent on studying.

So... the Narukamis are parents who fufill those concepts. Parents who withhold attention and praise because those are things reserved for truly impressive successes.. and when exemplary is the expected baseline, such rewards are never actually acted upon.

Yu does have a taste in cooking, though- and a selection of music he likes. He doodles in his notes and reads magazines- I feel it expresses that while his parents don't police his interests, it also means that they really care much about their son's interests... as long as they don't interfere with work (and, by extension- Yu's grades or behavior, as he can be considered an asset in said jobs)

Jobs that leave them busy more often than not, leaving Yu alone.. but he's mature for his age, so it's okay. He prolly does a fried egg and toast and then goes and sits in front of the TV to do his homework. Yu seeing this in Nanako... is a lot, and makes their relationship that much more sweet and aajhksdkjasf

His parent's cruelty is best decided on a story by story basis. The level of willfulness in their work (genuinely needed often vs choosing work over family for example) or the level of regret they express upon leaving-- informing many interesting stories.

so yeah thats my thoughts on that.

side tangent, thats why souyo's so nice tbh. Yu always has to be the inconquerable senpai, the perfect big brother, noble leader, and everyone's rock- only to have Yosuke waltz up , hang off of him like a drunk girlfriend, and go "yeah he's amazing, but he's also the world's weirdest man and he's my best friend about it."

[serapharua]

୨୧ 一 BOYNEXTDOOR AS HYBRIDS

bnd ot6 — GENRE : imagines headcanon fluff hybrid au — WARNING : none — REQUESTED : nope. ☆ — BND MASTERLIST

note : these are all so easy to guess

SUNGHO as an orange cat hybrid :

Sungho has this vibe that’s neat, well-mannered, and thoughtful, but with just enough unpredictability to keep you on your toes. Orange cats are known for their slightly chaotic but lovable personalities, and while Sungho isn’t always loud or wild, he does have this mischief to him. He feels like the type who’ll politely side-eye you, quietly judge, and then do something subtly funny when no one’s expecting it.

He’s the kind of hybrid who always looks clean and put-together, sleeps in the sunniest spots, and acts aloof until he decides you’re worth his time. But when he does choose you, he’s surprisingly clingy, curling up beside you and giving soft purrs (or snarky remarks).

Also, yes, I do know that an orange cat isn't a breed of cat, just color type, and I'm mainly saying orange cat cause that stereotype fits him well, but if I had to give him a breed, then I think he’d be an Abyssinian cat breed.

♡ Meticulous groomer. Always neat.

♡ Sharp reflexes, likes observing others from a distance.

♡ Might act like he doesn’t care, but he notices everything.

♡ Gets annoyed when his nap is interrupted.

♡ Probably bites playfully but says, “I was just testing your reflexes.”

♡ Will show affection when no one else is around, secret softie energy.

He’s got that classic orange cat attitude

RIWOO as an otter hybrid :

Riwoo gives off soft, serene, and gentle vibes, like the calm ripples of a stream. He’s not loud or flashy, but his presence is comforting, almost therapeutic. Otters are known for being affectionate, clever, and low-key playful, which matches Riwoo’s subtle humor and warm nature.

He feels like the type of hybrid who loves small, cozy spaces, probably nestles under blankets, or curls up with his tail around him when he’s tired. He’s someone who needs time to open up, but once he trusts you, he becomes a loyal and slightly clingy companion, always nearby or subtly checking on you.

♡ Loves water, showers too long, bath times relaxing.

♡ Fidgets with objects: pebbles, pens, rings, classic otter behavior.

♡ Very touch-oriented when comfortable: shoulder leans, gentle hand-holding.

♡ Sensitive to loud noises or big crowds. Needs quiet recharge time.

♡ Carries emotional depth but expresses it in soft, nonverbal ways.

♡ Can be unexpectedly stubborn about tiny things, like a favorite mug or routine.

He’s the hybrid who swims around quietly, seems shy, and then suddenly dunks his friends underwater just to tease them, then pretends it wasn’t him.

JAEHYUN as a Labrador hybrid :

Jaehyun radiates the dependable, affectionate, and endlessly upbeat energy that’s a signature Labrador. Compared to the often silly golden retriever, Labradors tend to feel a bit more grounded, but just as friendly. They’re the ultimate companions: loyal, playful, emotionally intuitive, and always trying their best to make others feel good.

Jaehyun feels like the hybrid who shows up early to help, carries everyone’s bags without being asked, and makes sure no one’s left behind. He’s got a strong sense of responsibility, but he’s also incredibly goofy when he’s relaxed, tail wagging, eyes sparkling, ready to play or joke around.

♡ Makes friends with everyone. Even the shy ones love him.

♡ Natural protector, he checks in on people without making a big deal about it.

♡ A little clumsy when excited. Knocks over a water bottle, apologizes too much.

♡ Gets super motivated when praised. Becomes 10x more helpful.

♡ Probably loves snacks and would do anything for treats (or compliments).

♡ Learns quickly, especially when it means he can help the group.

He’s the kind of Labrador hybrid who’ll rest his head on your lap when you’re sad, then suddenly jump up and say, “Wanna go for a walk? Or ice cream?”, just to cheer you up. A soft heart in a sturdy frame.

TAESAN as a black cat hybrid :

Taesan has that distinct black cat energy: calm, cool, maybe a little aloof, but in a way that draws people in rather than pushes them away. There’s a quiet confidence to him, like he knows exactly who he is and doesn’t need to prove it to anyone. Black cats are mysterious, observant, and often misunderstood, which fits Taesan’s introspective and creative side.

He’s the hybrid who slips out of a room without anyone noticing, then shows up again with a thoughtful gift or an idea no one else thought of. Not overly talkative, but when he does speak, it lands, his words have weight, and his humor is dry and smart. He watches more than he speaks, but he notices everything.

For his breed, I of course am learning towards the Bombay cat breed, basically THE black cat. I see him having like medium length fur, he definitely would be annoyed if it were longer. I see Sungho to have fuller-looking ears and Taesan having kinda like thinner yet still fluffy ears. How a Bombay kitten looks.

♡ Likes dark corners, soft music, and quiet nights.

♡ Has a habit of staring intensely, but he’s just spacing out.

♡ Scary good memory. Remembers the thing you said three weeks ago in passing.

♡ Hates being told what to do, will ignore you on purpose.

♡ Rarely shows affection in public, but has a soft spot for certain people.

♡ Purrs? Maybe. If he really trusts you. But you’ll never hear it again.

He’s the black cat hybrid people whisper about, “I heard he only opens up to one person.” But he’s not cold. He just values connection deeply, and once he gives it, it means something.

LEEHAN (lion hybrid) :

Leehan has that quiet, noble presence that fits a lion hybrid to a T, not the loud, roaring kind of lion, but the calm, observant one who watches from a distance and only acts when necessary. Lions carry a natural grace and subtle dominance, which fits Leehan’s grounded, level-headed personality. He doesn’t beg for attention, but when he walks in, people notice.

There’s also this duality with Leehan: the composed “king of the jungle” exterior… and then moments of absolute softness, like a lion lazily rolling onto its back and batting at butterflies. His fans notice both sides, his mature, protective energy and his quirky, unexpectedly funny one.

♡ Very still. Doesn’t move unless he needs to. Majestic lounge mode.

♡ Protective over younger members, probably covers them with his jacket or stands behind them in crowds.

♡ Has a strong presence even when silent. Commands attention without trying.

♡ Will blink slowly at you when bored or unimpressed.

♡ Has “unusual interests” energy (aquariums, aliens, random trivia).

♡ Deeply loyal. If he considers you his pride, you’re family for life.

He’s the lion hybrid who seems unreadable at first, but once he opens up, you realize he’s thoughtful, incredibly observant, and kind of a dork in the best way.

WOONHAK (bear hybrid) :

Woonhak has all the energetic charm of a playful cub with the warm, comforting presence of a gentle giant in the making. Bear hybrids are known for being affectionate, expressive, and a little clumsy in the cutest way. That’s exactly Woonhak’s vibe: someone who’s big-hearted, goofy, and gives the best hugs, even if he accidentally knocks stuff over while doing it.

He’s the hybrid who bounds into a room, instantly lightens the mood, and then clings to his favorite people like it’s the most natural thing in the world. He’s very touch-driven, emotionally honest, and fiercely loyal. You’ll never have to wonder how he feels, he shows it, loud and clear (sometimes literally).

♡ Big reactions. Loud laugh, loud surprise, loud joy.

♡ Eats a lot. Always has snacks. Probably offers them to others constantly.

♡ Craves physical affection, hugs, leaning, grabbing hands, etc.

♡ Has a strong sense of fairness and will speak up if something feels wrong.

♡ Gets pouty when scolded but bounces back fast.

♡ If you’re sad, he’ll sit right next to you, even if he doesn’t know what to say.

Woonhak is the bear hybrid who’ll wrestle you for fun, then pull you into a bear hug after. He might growl when he’s annoyed, but he’s all warmth and softness underneath, especially with the people he loves most.

Word count : 1410 | serapharua, 2025.

[elysiality]

yandere PJO! athena x demigod! darling 🗡🦉 - general hcs

!!WARNINGS!!: yandere, obsessive and stalkerish behavior, manipulation, really harsh and cruel punishments, Athena loves watching you suffer, clinginess, possessiveness, isolation, deceiving, jealousy, threats, mentions of violence, she's slightly toxic but her immortal heart is in the right place, I lied she's really toxic please don't ever get in a relationship with someone like her

pairing/s: yandere pjo!athena x demigod!darling

A/N: there wasn't enough athena content so I decided to do it myself :) also, this is my first fic and English is not my first language so I apologise for any spelling errors and such!

• you were a demigod who had somehow survived and become an adult, which now meant you had to find something to do. After the roman camp, camp Jupiter and your own camp; camp half-blood had made peace, the older campers from your camp had started going to the college in camp Jupiter. You were bored and decided that it wouldn't hurt to go to college and find something to do after the war against Gaia

• so you started studying harder in the mortal school you went to, preparing to apply to the college. it was a little hard to concentrate, with all the monsters attracted to your scent who had decided that you would make quite the tasty demigod snack and all the jobless mortals who somehow didn't find the time to grow up and instead decided to make your life as hard as possible

• you decided to drop out and study on your own instead, knowing that there was an option to take an entrance exam instead, something you found out from Chiron during an orientation Mr. D reluctantly conducted after mixing several ounces of wine into his diet coke

• to make your task easier, you went to the smartest people you knew; the athena campers, to help you study and of course they were more than happy to. And so, the daily visits to their cabin began

• and that, is when you caught the eye of the very goddess of wisdom and war who the cabin was dedicated to; Athena herself

• at first, she didn't think much of you, just another demigod in her cabin, probably to consult with one of her children, quite a common occurrence, considering how smart her children were, a trait they got from their mother

• but as you started to visit her cabin more and more frequently, she couldn't help but pay attention to you. to her surprise, you wouldn't leave her mind. you always occupied her thoughts and she found herself unable to concentrate

• at first she dismissed it, she always had mortals and demigods alike peak her interest but they faded eventually

• however, no matter how hard she tried, she found herself watching you for hours, learning everything about you and observing your smallest habits

• once she learned about your ambition to go to college and the reason why you visited her cabin, she used her powers to encourage you to focus, allowing your brain to learn easier and faster

• when she couldn't take the unhealthy way you invaded her thoughts anymore, she decided to act on it. she visited her demigod children in their dreams and told them to act as if she was a regular demigod when she showed up at camp. her children, confused but unable to derive their mother's true intentions and wanting to please her, agreed

• the next day, a well dressed yet stand offish girl, about your age, with stunningly intelligent gray eyes approached you outside your cabin and asked you to accompany her and show her around. you were a little stunned since you weren't popular or well known enough in camp to be actively sought out but agreed and started showing the mysterious girl around

• once you finished, she was claimed by athena and you lead her to Cabin 6. you found it odd how everyone in the cabin seemed to stress about her and flinch as if she was liable to burst into flames at any moment but you dismissed it.

• after all, even you felt the very clear aura radiating about the strange girl, the way she talked as if she was much much older and mature than she let on and the pure air of intelligence that seemed to hang about her, the way her piercing gray eyes seemed to calculate every move you made and how her thoughts seemed universes ahead, beyond human comprehension

• she made you lightly uneasy but you soon found out she was the only one who truly understood how your brain worked. with her, your studies went better than you could have ever imagined and you finished your work effortlessly with her. the athena campers however, still seemed jumpy around her, particularly Annabeth, the head counsellor and one of the seven to save the world against Gaia

• you dismissed it again, choosing to turn a blind eye to the girl who had caught your heart. it was almost impossible not to fall for her, the way she made you laugh just with her brutally honest yet knowledgeable words, the way her beautiful gray eyes picked up on every thought that passed in your head and the way she noticed and admired all your little mannerisms

• this girl was, of course, Athena in disguise, choosing to make you fall in love as an ordinary demigod as she knew that claiming you as hers would be a much easier task if your heart was already hers

• once she was positive that she had you wrapped around her finger, she immediately revealed her true form and confessed boldly to you and of course you accepted, mostly out of fear of what would happen to you if you rejected a goddess, not to mention one of the most powerful ones

• Athena, being the goddess of wisdom, is the smartest of the yandere gods. Once she has you, she won't make you immortal like other gods would, instead, she binds your life force to hers, which allows you to function as an immortal but feel pain like a mortal

• she loves using this against you for punishment and her most common punishments are letting you teeter on the brink of death while you suffer in pain and misery

• she's a paranoid goddess and keeps you far far away from the other Olympians. She knows that the minor gods are too terrified to try to cross her or even look in your direction so she doesn't worry about them. She's mostly worried that someone (*cough cough* aphrodite *cough cough*) will take your heart and the casualties of the wars that would follow would have a devasting effect on your mental health

• she only trusts Hestia and occasionally, Artemis with you

• Hestia because she would probably love and take care of you like a daughter in her hearth and Artemis because she would be too busy to pay enough attention to you for you to fall for her, only giving her attention to make sure you were alive and in one piece

• she will also sometimes drop you off at her cabin in camp half-blood, partially so you can reunite with your friends and visit the camp which had been your home for so long and partially so that her children can keep an eye on you

• she warns her children not to let you out of their sight and as a result, you are constantly tailed by atleast 2 of the cabin 6 campers, eager to please their difficult mother and earn her favor

• anyone who hurts you or dares to fall for you is in for a nasty fate

• Athena may not have as much power as Zeus or as much time to craft her punishments like Hera but being the goddess of wisdom and war comes with the additional perks of being able to think up one of the most horrible punishments ever known in a matter of rage filled seconds so most of the campers tend to stay out of your way, which is both depressing and a relief

• she wants you to be the perfect partner for her, someone gullible and dependant so she'll break you with no remorse or hesitation, knowing that you'll imerge from the trauma as her perfect lover

• if your godly parent dares to try to help you escape, she will find out and she will make sure you regret ever getting the ridiculous thought of leaving her

• if your godly parent is a minor god, they wouldn't dare help you, even if they feel pity for you or anger at Athena. She is not a force to be reckoned with and with love influencing her moves, she will make sure they wish they never even tried

• if your godly parent is one of the olympians, they would probably be more defiant and against your relationship but they would still be too scared to try to act too much on it. Athena is a ruthless goddess and though the most rational, for you, she would willingly start a war without caring for the casualties. They may try to help you escape but Athena is always several thoughts ahead. No matter which scenario, which plan, she's already thought about it and prepared for it accordingly, even preparing the horrifying punishment she will inflict upon you for going along with it

• she loves to use the powers you got from your godly parents against you, just to show you how helpless you are even in your own parent's domain

• her child of Hephaestus s/o was sent a bunch of material and celestial bronze by their father so that they can build something to help them escape? she will personally use those very materials to craft the most terrifying monster she can think of at that moment and let you fight it till you almost die from exhaustion, your only weapon a sword made of celestial bronze while she watches with cruel amusement as you scurry about like a rat in a maze

• oh you're a child of Poseidon who was visited by Poseidon in their dreams and advised on how to best use their powers to escape into their father's territory and claim his protection? she will drag you by your hair to the Underworld and throw you into river Styx and let you dissolve and drown in as you pointlessly fight for breath in what should be your area of expertise, your brain in too much pain and too panicked to think straight, until she's thinks you've learnt your lesson

• Athena has already memorized all your habits and routines. she knows everything about you and will instantly notice if even the slightest thing changes. Thats when she goes on panic mode and isolates you completely, not letting you see anyone but herself and spending time with you until she's convinced you've gotten all other thoughts but her out of your mind

• in short, if you want life to be as easy as you can possibly have it when your fate is entangled with an immortal, you should give in to her completely and as soon as possible which would make life a lot less painful for both you and her

• on a softer note, Athena is very proud of you and shows you off to everyone she possibly can once she decides you're too deeply in love with her to ever fall for anyone else

• she's your number 1 supporter and loves watching you work on your hobbies, praising everything and giving as much helpful criticism as she can

• she'd be delighted if one of your hobbies was also one of hers, such as reading or weaving and loves quietly reading to you in her calm, deep yet soothing voice while you play with her hair or weaving you the most gorgeous tapestries of you to make you feel as confident about your self as she can

• she knows exactly what to do to cheer you up and knows enough about you to know what you need through all your emotions which means that she's always comforting to talk to when you're going through difficulties. she's an amazing listener and will quietly listen to your problems and advise you on the best ways to deal with them

• she can easily make you laugh or cry with her words, her knowledge of you letting her know what evokes emotions in you and what doesn't which allows her to manipulate your emotions with ease, letting her twist you into whatever she wants

• Athena has never been a touchy-feely kind of goddess, nor has she ever wanted it. that is, until she met you, of course.

• she is surprisingly clingy and attached to you and definitely has separation anxiety. she loves having you touch her, the contact alone is enough to make her shudder in happiness and relief

• she feels like your affection is a drug she's addicted to and as a result, she's very needy, demanding that you go everywhere with her and will always have her hand around some part of you, making sure everyone knows who's you are while satisfying her need for your touch

• she may decide to immortalize your closest friends and family if you really desperately ask beg for her to and if you behave well for her

• however, from then on, her neediness increases tenfold. she believes that since she's done you such a huge favor by allowing you to have your loved ones coexist and keep you company for eternity, you should always be ready to drop everything and come running to her when she feels like she wants or needs it

• doesn't really care about the possibility of one of your friends falling for you, she knows both of you will be too scared to ever act on it and if it goes too far, she always has the cruelest punishments prepared for both of you, a message that comes across plain and simple: don't take what's hers.

• she could quietly stare at you and study you for HOURS because no matter what you're doing, she finds you to be the most gorgeous and fascinating person on the earth, a creature so perfect, they managed to catch the attention of the goddess who always believed that she was completely immune to the magic of love, someone who relied on rational thought rather than feelings

• every time she looks at aphrodite, all she sees is you <3

• well you if you were a self absorbed, cunning, well dressed, 7 foot tall goddess

• the point is, she loves you, she has never and will never love anyone like she loves you and you will be her pride and joy, always by her side, till the end of time, living with her and loving her till existence itself crumbles to dust.

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A/N: heyyy, so this turned out longer than I thought it would but the amount of ideas I kept getting made it kinda impossible not to add but yea :) I hope you enjoyed!

[icanseethefuture333]

The Astrological Observation of Gen Z, (a series)

Part II 👶🏽🩷:

The birth of Gen Z children👩‍🍼:

Now what is described as a Gen Z baby is different depending on what method you use, but since we are using astrology, we determine that by looking at Pluto. Pluto is one of the slower moving planets and typically lasts in the same sign for over 12 years. In tropical astrology, what all Gen Z babies share is a Sagittarius Pluto (and it is in Scorpio if you fancy Vedic astrology 😎), Which begins in mid to late 1995 and ends in early to mid 2008. Some other placements that are shared for early 2000s babies is a Aquarius Uranus & Aquarius Neptune, While mid to late 2000s babies share a Pisces Uranus & Aquarius Neptune.

The most populated birth years of the 2000s in order were 1. 2000, 2. 2009, 3. 2008, 4. 2007, & 5. 2006. The least populated birth year being 2001. While the amount of births stayed consistent in 2002-2003 with only a slight increase by a million in 2004-2005.

00: 143.01 million

01: 133.88

02: 134.02

03: 134.40

04: 135.23

05: 135.80

06: 136.91

07: 138.56

08: 140.16

09: 141.20

The year 2000 was the start of the 21st century, so parents being excited for the new millennium and having lots of babies in the celebration of the new year makes a lot of sense. If we use January 1st 2000 as an example for a baby's birthday. That would mean that the parents would had to conceive / the mother to get pregnant around in April (9 months). In 1999, Jupiter was in Aries and Taurus was in Saturn. Prince wasn't lying when he said "we gonna party like it's 1999 (all night long)" - because y'all parents were doing the *Raven Symone voice* NASTY 😭. Aries is action oriented and hasty. So I believe the collective during this time actually made new year's resolutions that they could accomplish. I always associate Taurus with fertility, abundance, & pleasure. So when the sign rules over saturn, it creates the need to be focused on security, comfort, & protecting personal possessions. Add a Scorpio Lillith to the mix and yeah... 🥴 The song sums it up pretty well (fun fact it was also released in the year 2000 LMFAO)

Now let's see why there was such a decrease of babies being born in 2001.

Jupiter moves from Aries into Taurus/Gemini, Taurus still remained in Saturn, & then there was a Capricorn Lillith. So things got less hot and heavy 😅 (they got tired out from all that fucking huh LOL 💀). I believe that parents were too nervous to have any more children in this year. Also there was so many earth placements, so I believe there was more of a focus on finances, creating structure, and coming up with ideas/plans for a better future. Parents could of seen how crazy things got (The Y2K crisis, people acting out of fear thinking the world was ending, 9/11, etc) and just decided not to have as much children. The libido or sex drive could of died down for some couples as well. There was a lot of resistance from couples in this year for getting pregnant. Parents were more worried about business. The babies that were born in 2001 were most likely by accident or needed to be under the supervision of a doctor in order to help the parents conceive (also there could of been possible complications during the pregnancy 🤔?). The women were just over it during this year 😭

Now let's talk about the rise of babies being born in 2007-2009 when there was LITERALLY a god damn financial crisis going on 💀! It was so bad it got compared to the great depression and parents were just like "huh... yeah, I think this is a great time to have a baby" 😂. Guess what sign Lilith was during this time...? ("BITCH YOU GUESSED IT! HO! You was right"😈) FUCKING SCORPIO LILITH 💀 with a Virgo Saturn, Sagittarius Jupiter, and then Uranus finally transitioned from Aquarius to Pisces. Soooo it was giving anxious attachment, it's giving "I'm scared but aroused", the parents' idea of a coping method during this time was "let's use a baby as a way to have hope during such troubling times" 😭??? Couples during those years were not thinking clearly at all and with Pisces being the dreamer that she is 🙄... ("you're a dreamer, you dream a lot") as well as Sagittarius tryna act like they're mr. philosophical over here but instead is really just thinking with their dicks. It just made the parents overall act really delusional and they thought having a kid would give them hope for the future (like why would you do that to late Gen Z's and set them up like that omg 😭???). The financial crisis during 2007-2009 was described as: "The collapse of the housing market — fueled by low interest rates, easy credit, insufficient regulation, and toxic subprime mortgages — led to the economic crisis." So overall it was a period of parents only being intimate to try to find comfort in each other while also dealing with anxiety and not being able to see past their own illusions.

[thevirginwitch]

City Magic: Painted Rock Wards

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We’ve all seen those pretty painted rocks over on Pinterest, right? These bad boys? Or perhaps you’ve even seen them around your neighborhood/public parks.

Traditionally, these are meant to be painted (sometimes with words of encouragement) and left in public spaces for people to take home, as an act of kindness. Some others paint them for their garden, either to deter pests with vibrant colors, or they’re used to label whatever’s in their garden.

Now, if you live in a big city, you probably have felt a disconnect from your craft or your practice. It’s difficult to connect with a nature-oriented spirituality, such as witchcraft, when you live in a concrete jungle! But there are many, many ways to feel connected to your craft, even if you don’t live in the middle of the woods or have a lot of nature around you. One of these ways is to connect with your neighborhood.

Your neighborhood has mass significance to your life, whether you realize it or not: this is where you live, where you work, where you breathe, where you practice your craft – you must make yourself known, and make the neighborhood known to yourself as well. One of the best ways to do this is to take walks!

Whenever you’re ready, take a walk through your neighborhood and bring a map, notebook, and a pen. As you walk, observe the behaviors of the residents around you. Do they seem to be struggling with anything? What kind of people are they like? Write these characteristics down. If you notice any parts of your neighborhood that evoke any specific emotions (such as unease, happiness, peace, or anxiety), mark them on your map. You might also notice some “problem areas” – perhaps some patches of the road or sidewalk are horribly paved and need to be repaired, or there’s a lot of loud dogs constantly barking at the end of your block. Mark these areas on your map as well, and report back to your home when you are ready.

Picking Your Purpose

Now that we’ve identified a few “problems” and made observations within your neighborhood, we can decide what we want to do. Do you want to protect against thieves? Ward against illness for one of your elderly neighbors? This is the time to select the primary purpose for your ward.

Picking The Area

Take the map that you marked up during your walk. Connect any common points you see (for example, connect up the "peaceful" areas you marked on your map, or connect any points that have a common theme). What kind of shape does it have? Does it remind you of any popular symbols? Can you use the general shape of the area to generate a sigil or symbol that represents the area? What area(s) would most benefit from your rock wards?

Here is an example of how I created a sigil from a fictional city map I found! Obviously, play around with this idea until it makes sense to you. You can connect up different routes, or perhaps create a border around the areas that feel safest to you.

Now is the time you also want to pick where you want to place your wards - you can use your neighborhood sigil to influence where you place them, or, place them based on intuition or based on need. For example, placing a rock ward at the end of the noisiest block, or in the middle of the block that has the most number of children in the area.

Creating and Using Your Sigils/Symbols

Now, you want to develop symbols or sigils for your purpose. You can use any method you’d like! You may wish to incorporate your neighborhood sigil into each one you create, but ultimately the design is up to you. This is also the point where you would “charge” your sigil, with whatever method you see fit - as long as the design, intention, and charging method makes sense to you, that’s all that matters!

Painting Your Rocks

Finally, onto the fun part!

Now, you could simply paint your sigils on your rock and call it a day. Or, you could paint your sigil, and layer a more “mundane” piece of artwork on top of the sigil, leaving the sigil hidden underneath. This technique works best if the “mundane” artwork connects with the ward’s purpose in some way (for example, if your ward is for protection against nosy neighbors, you could paint eyes; or if your ward is for health, you could paint green colors, or even a red cross). I definitely recommend this “layering” method of painting your rocks so no one in your neighborhood ends up reporting any “suspicious looking rocks” with “satanic symbols” on them to your local Facebook groups!

Materials

acrylic paint

rocks

paint brushes

toothpicks (optional)

paint markers

outdoor/water-proof sealant such as Mod Podge: Outdoor

Instructions

Lay out your rocks and other materials

Seal your rocks with a coat or two of your sealant before you begin painting. This is an important step, since rocks are porous and will suck up any paint you try to apply!

Paint your rocks to your heart's content! If you are layering paint on your rocks, please make sure each layer is dry before painting the next.

Once your rocks are completely dry, seal them up with your outdoor/water-proof sealant so they don't get damaged in the elements.

Lastly, take another trip through your neighborhood to place your rocks. Converse with the neighbors if you feel inclined, and make double-sure of the locations you chose for your wards. I recommend taking regular walks throughout your neighborhood to check on these wards, and make sure they’re doing their job. You may wish to refresh the wards with a new coat of paint, or replace them with something new if the situations within the neighborhood change.

Ultimately, magic is what you make it, especially when you live in a big city. Warding your neighborhood and showing care for the people that live there is one of the many ways you can connect to your neighborhood on a deeper level and feel more connected to your practice locally.

Recommended further reading: Urban Magick by Diana Rajchel

[griffonatrix]

Washing Out

The combat stimulants still hit like a boot to the back of the head, and she would know. Observe, Orient, Decide, Act; this was the dance that pilots had been learning since before the invention of the neurochemical interface. Back then there was a gap���the hand–between the pilot's decision and their machine's action. Observe, Orient, Decide, Act; those last two steps were now one, as soon as the pilot thought to move or fire or reconfigure a sensor the machine did it. It took enormous concentration to banish stray thoughts which became actions, and it didn't take long before the armies of the world turned to drugs to dull the mind and block out those stray thoughts. Observe, Orient, Decide, Act; brains connected to sensors quickly rendered observation a thing of the past. As much as the pilot could instantly send input to the machine, the machine could send just as much back and command instant attention. Observe, Orient, Decide, Act; decades of research had crushed that dance down to two steps. Orient, Act, Orient, Act, Orient, Act. A powerful cocktail of amphetamines was designed to turn the trained, rational, human pilot into a twitching nervous animal, one which would Act, Act, Act before thinking. But it didn't work, not for her; she felt her senses become those of the machine, felt her self dissolve into it like it was supposed to. It could feel everything frivolous fall away as the drugs came in and all the noise fell quiet until there was only one thought in its distributed mind: "okay, laundry's in the dryer gotta fold that right when I get home."

[slugbutter]

to everyone protesting today at no kings or otherwise, here are a few tips to stay safe. (links to more resources below).

prepare, prepare, prepare

stay hydrated (make sure any water you bring is not in glass bottles & is not frozen. metal bottles may vary in acceptability by state, but glass bottles & frozen water are being listed as weapons by law enforcement).

bring essential supplies (small first aid kit, chemical irritant removers, flashlight for night protests, cash, etc.)

don’t bring valuables.

keep your cell fully charged, bring a portable charger, & turn off bluetooth/wifi/location services. (or get a burner & either memorise or write on your body the most important phone numbers. if you’re not bringing your cell, consider bringing a digital camera & a gps or map. additionally, if you will be filming, do so in landscape as much as possible so the footage is usable in court if needed).

wear “ppe” (whatever goggles you can get your hands on - especially if you wear contacts, masks, extra padding over your vital organs, etc.)

know where you are

make sure you have access to an offline map of the venue/surrounding areas.

park far from the protest area & walk. (take a bike if you can, but make a note of where you leave it or where you parked).

plan multiple in to & out of routes.

choose an emergency meeting point with your group or, if you’re alone, make sure someone not attending the protest knows where you are.

keep yourself & others safe

maintain 360° situational awareness.

should you find yourself in harm’s way, remember that the best thing to do is remove yourself from the situation as quickly & calmly as possible. if that isn’t a viable option, protect your vital organs.

be on alert for suspicious activity & if you see something, say something.

if you’re going to a protest alone, especially as a woman, try to find a group to stay close to.

ooda stays on loop (observe crowd movements, police presence, escalation, etc.; orient yourself with past experience or research you’ve done to plan your next steps; decide to stay, reposition, or leave; act quickly & reassess immediately).

be prepared to de-escalate (stay calm, keep a steady voice, avoid provocative behaviour, don’t engage agitators, walk away if you can).

if confronted or detained

don’t resist arrest or escalate the situation.

clearly state that you wish to remain silent & request a lawyer.

don’t try to explain yourself or negotiate with law enforcement.

if safe, document everything you can. share this with legal counsel or advocacy groups. use discernment when posting to social media. we want to get the word out, but we also want to respect privacy & protect identities.

know what legal resources can aid you in any number of potential outcomes.

after the protest

contact friends &/or family to let them know you’re safe, if you are.

debrief with your group about the experience & report to legal aid groups, as necessary.

take care of yourself.

links

human rights campaign - tips for preparedness, peaceful protesting, & safety

aclu - protesters’ rights

ipmba - activists’ guide to police chemical weapons

[winwin17]

Unraveled observations

My comments and opinions

Ch. 28-end

(Spoilers ahead, obviously)

I get that Keefe is hesitant to be buddies with Alvar, and I hate that I kinda know it's gonna happen anyway

The drop bears incident 😂😂 (Idk, Keefe and Alvar struck me as a little gullible in this part, but it's still funny)

Alvar is acting ... so not Alvar. I get that he's had a change of perspective, but it almost seems like he's completely not who he used to be?? Idk, it just feels inconsistent or ... off

Oh wow, Alvar's got his ability back! Kind of a surprise, kind of not. What repercussions are incoming??

Yeah, Keefe has a right to be upset about that.

Wait, I almost can't keep this straight. So Alvar decides what's worth living for is making a life you care about, and he's fine being done with fancy abilities and all that. And yet when Keefe partially heals him, suddenly he cares a whole lot about his ability again. Either he's just really conflicted or something's not right.

Also, what feels mostly wrong is that, amid all of Alvar's conflictedness, there's just ... no thoughts of going back to being a "bad guy"?? How is he suddenly just so super cemented as a Good Guy now?

Alvar does kinda treat Keefe the way he needs to be treated tho, tbh. It's good that he makes him face himself and share his thoughts.

That healing was intense. A little confusing and overwhelming? I want to learn more about how Keefe's new ability works, and what it's for/meant for, because honestly I'm confused right now.

The scene at the cemetery is kinda sweet. 😊 Keefe needs to stop blaming himself tho.

I love the interaction with Eleanor? It's so weird and bizarre, and they're both so confused by each other. I admittedly want more answers tho. (I think if there's any future interactions between humans and elves in the future, maybe Eleanor will be involved.)

I loved the "What *are* you??" 😄😄

Cool, we get to see that part from Stellarlune in Keefe's POV. (Also, I admire the dedication on Shannon's part to apparently go line by line with the Stellarlune account.)

But also! Oh boy, oh no!! Knowing that Alvar was hiding in there the whole time changes the scene *entirely*!

The last chat with Keefe and Alvar was kinda bittersweet. 😐 Kinda made me feel bad for Alvar, having to find his place all over again.

Also, I get that feeling betrayed/rejected by everyone and almost dying can change a person, but the Alvar arc still seems weird. Like, Alvar on the surface may have been a friendly family oriented guy in the early books, but beneath that, he never was just a chill guy. He was always looking for something, working for something, scheming, striving to prove himself, seeking revenge, his family "legacy", etc. But now he really has no driving motivation or life goal? Except surviving and ... pancakes?? Can you really just swap out a life motivation with pancakes?? Idk, Alvar is too chill now.

Also: Sure he's had a change in perspective and almost died and all that, but he has a much more balanced and healthy viewpoint than he's had time to heal from all his trauma and drama. He's kind of a mirror for Keefe, right? How did he just skip ahead to therapist level of balance and insight so fast?

I suspect he might end up back in the Lost Cities though. Probably swoop in to save Keefe and co. or something.

The bonus chapter of the Sokeefe confession really didn't do a lot for me. I didn't think changing the POV made it much different. 🤷🏼‍♀️

[3thirtyonethirtyone1]

Goddess

Enemies to Lovers- Jonathan Bailey x male reader

TW: swearing, horny thoughts (lmk if I missed one)

SUMMARY: Can a collab for a famous musical rebuild the bridge between Y/N and Jonathan?

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A/N: Y/S/N= your stage name

H/C= hair colour

A/N: The song Y/N and Cynthia sing is Goddess by Laufey (it's soooo good)

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'Why was he at every premiere he was attending as well?'

'Why does he ignore him every time, like he didn't exist?'

'And why does he have to look so hot doing it?'

These are only a few of the many questions the british actor asked himself, the fate-who knows?- every time he saw him, Y/N L/N or Y/S/N, for fans or people he just met. God even his name is sexually appealing. Was there anything about this man that couldn't turn Jonathan on?

He tried to introduce himself, you know, like the friendly person he is and not with the intention of making out with him in the restroom. Absolutely not. He did that and when he saw the way his lips curled into that sincere smile, he didn't know what happened to him firstly, his heart melting or his dick beginning to harden.

However any miracle doesn't last for long. When he proposed for them to get to know each other (naked bodies) better, the musician simply refused, saying:

"I don't know what you thought of me, but I not fucking random actors at the MET just because they want a dick to suck." , as he fastly walked away from him.

From then on, Y/N's attitude towards Jonathan turned to 180°. If at the beginning, he could say the singer quite liked him, after the incident he acted like the actor didn't exist, only acknowledging his existence by throwing shade at him, in such a way he couldn't accuse him of anything. After all, the lyric "There's no accent you can sell me" could be addressed to anyone, right?

He stalked him tried to find some common aspects between the two of them, yet he found he had next to nothing in common with the artist. While Jonathan was brought up in England and has been supported throughout his career and regarding his sexuality by his family, Y/N was an all-American man, raised in the beautiful and conservative state of Texas, his parents never agreeing with both his sexual orientation and his musical career. Observing Y/N's background, Jonathan began to understand his reaction. He worked his ass off entire life, only to be seen just as a warm sex toy.

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Jonathan, however decided that he needed to drop the Y/N drama and focus on his career. He had to film two movies and a series at the same time and Y/N, no matter how often made his hearth skip a beat, shouldn't be his main concern.

This strategy turned out to be quite effective. His mind was a fortress who managed to keep out anything who revolved Y/N L/N. A thing about fortresses is that they happen to be broken into, sooner or later, after all even Troja was conquered by the Greeks.

The Trojan Horse is Jonathan's case was the song recording for Wicked 2. The tradition for the sequel of the famous music is that every cast should record two original songs. He suggested that Ariana Grande and him should record one, while Cynthia Erivo could either record one by herself. The actress who was supposed to create a song on her own asked the director, Jon M Chu , if she could bring an outsider. The director had asked her who this "outsider" was and when Cynthia had whispered in his ear:

"Y/S/N."

"You could do that?"

"Yeah. He owes me big time."

When Cynthia was asked who the surprise guest was, every time she'd say:

"Everything at the right time."

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Finally the day when they're supposed to record their original songs came. Jonathan dressed quite simply. It's not like he'd bump into anyone too important at the studio.

When he arrived there, right before opening the door of the recording room he heard a laugh. No, he heard the laugh. A laughter so crystal clear, so real, he couldn't confuse if 1000 people laughed before and after him.

"Hello everyone. I hope I'm not too late." , he said before landing his eyes on Y/N.

Great heavens! He was more handsome than the first time they met, if such a thing was possible. He was wearing round glasses that accentuated his masculine features. He grew his H/C hair a tad longer, resembling John Wick.

"You got 10 minutes early, actually." the director said. "You can warm up your voice if you haven't already".

"What is doing here? I thought it was Wicked: No Good, not Wicked: In the Hood." , Jonathan said as Cynthia and Ariana's eyes widened. He didn't know exactly why he said that. Out of all the people there, he knew his music was far from that; he couldn't decide if he liked his music so much because it was his work or if it was actually good. Patti LuPone said that he was "one of one" and that says everything you need to know.

"You've got some nerve for someone who's bottoming even when portrays straight men." , the singer snapped back at him.

'So that's the way to make him acknowledge me: by ripping him off. Interesting.' ,the british thought, then said:

"Says the former private escort."

"Says the guy-"

"Enough!" ,Jon said. "We all want to finish as quickly as possible. I'm sure you have other stuff going on besides this."

"I gotta go to record something for Lasso." ,Y/N chimed in.

"Lana's album?" , Ariana asked.

"Mhm" ,the singer responded.

"That's nice." , Jonathan said.

"Anyway, let's get to recording.", Y/N cut the conversation. "Let's see if I'm getting a second nomination to Oscar this year."

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The first duo to go was Jonathan and Ariana. Their song was good, don't get that wrong, but it seemed that Jonathan was out of the picture, both vocally and lyrically.

"He doesn't sing bad." ,Y/N stated.

"He's a semitone off key and we both know it" ,Cynthia countered him. "But for some reason you, out of all people, think he's singing correctly."

"I just feel so."

"You just feel so?!" , Cynthia questioned. "The most you said about my singing was a plain nice. And Jonny over there is not bad?! If you like him just say so."

"I don't like him..." ,Y/N said as Cynthia looked unfazed at him.

"Yes you are! That's the first sign of you thinking with your pants: you lying like a fourth grader. Lying me out of all people."

"Fine. I may like him, but no matter how good he looks, you know I won't date a homie hopper."

"He's changed. Trust me. He just got out of a pretty long relationship a few weeks ago." , Cynthia rebutted. "Whatever happened between you two then was an incident. You should give him a chance"

"Yeah, maybe I should." , answered Y/N before Ariana and Jonathan finished recording.

"How was it? You both enjoyed it?", Jonathan asked them, though looking only at Y/N.

"It was good. I liked it." ,the singer responded.

That second Jonathan thought he grew wings, however they were cut by Jon M Chu.

"Alright boys. Let's record the second song so that you two can look at each other like you were in a Hallmark movie in peace."

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'It was always like this... Could've predicted it'

"God, he is handsome, talented, humble, handsome, and an altruist. Did I mention handsome by any chance?"

From the beginning of the song until Cynthia's final part, everyone present there forgot to speak. They watched and listened intently to the performance displayed in front of them. A performance stemmed in talent, hard work and, most importantly, friendship.

"I know it's not the best song I could come up to in such short notice, so i used a song I wrote for my album. If you think it doesn't match the musical, I can change it or I can write on form scratch..." ,Y/N rambled.

'How can someone like him be so insecure about his work? He's won awards since he was 21 and he still belittles his own song.'

"Y/N, honey", Jon started "it's the best song I heard in my life, let alone the best song for a musical. The only thing that concerns me is how much I have to pay you." ,he chuckled in the end.

"Well" ,the musician said as he got out of the recording booth "If there's no need for me anymore, I have to go. Send the contract to my lawyer and if there's anything that I dislike, I'll let you know."

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They said their goodbyes and Y/N went to the spot he parked his car and just as he was about to start the engine, someone tapped on the window.

"Sorry I'm not into hookers. Try your luck with the next driver." ,Y/N said curtly.

"Can we talk?" , Jonathan wanted to know.

"Get in" ,Y/N told him as he opened the door of the passenger seat. "Where do you wanna go?"

"The airport, thank you."

The ride was smooth, from the perspective of traffic and the conversation between them, drifting from former projects to family. Just as they were about to drop Jonathan off, he said.

"Why do you dislike me so much, Y/N?"

"I don't dislike you." , Y/N answered.

"Really? Because you act like I'm not existing most of the time."

"I don't dislike you. I don't like the way you keep flirting every time with a different man and the way you stalked me, don't deny it because I know." ,Y/N stated. "Do you know what's funny? I like you, I really do, but the recklessly...horny way of yours is such a turn off I can't ignore."

"Wait!" ,Jonathan burst. "I know, I think with my pants, but if I change it, will you maybe...go on a date with me?"

"It's a pretty major change. What makes you think you'll make it?"

"You're the only motivation I need, darling."

"If that's the case" ,Y/N said as he scribbled something on your post it "Here you go. For motivation.No go before you'll lose your flight." Jonathan looked at the piece of paper and saw that it was Y/N's phone number, the one designated for friends and family.

"Thank you. I'll text you I promise."

"Wouldn't think otherwise."

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Jonathan to Ariana | Y/N to Cynthia

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The End

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Should I make a part 2?

[eretzyisrael]

Tel Aviv, March 13 - International media continued its customary framing of Middle East events today when reporting on the "spring forward" changing of the clocks this week by calling the onset of the "summertime clock" in the Jewish State an act of depriving Palestinians of sixty minutes of the day.

"Israel Takes Entire Hour Away from Palestinians," read the Reuters headline, while the Associated Press proclaimed, "Palestinians Struggle Under Netanyahu-Imposed Truncation of Morning Daylight Hours."

Al Jazeera devoted an entire six-minute segment to the travails of Palestinians suffering as a result of the onset of Daylight Saving Time in Israel. The segment went into close detail about the challenges "the Resistance" faces, in particular the need to ensure that timers on bombs aimed at Israelis explode at the scheduled time and not, as has occurred at least once in the last thirty years, prematurely and fatally for the bomb's planters.

Columnists in The Guardian called the annual phenomenon "yet another manifestation of the oppression of Israeli Occupation." Owen Jones characterized this year's instantiation of Daylight Saving Time in Israel as "a harsh reminder that Palestinians face genocide not just of their people, but of their very sense of orientation in the world as Israel brutally targets all their foundations of coherent human experience, among them time."

Guest opinion columnist, British Minister of Foreign Affairs David Lammy, dismissed observations that the hour gets "restored" in the fall when clocks are reset to standard time. "The Palestinians exiled in 1948 do not settle for mere compensation in kind," he noted. "Addressing the legitimate grievances of the people of Palestine requires the full dismantling of Zionist power structures, not mere real estate arrangements. Here, too, a simple readjustment of the clock each October does nothing to remedy the trauma, the displacement, and the chronologic cleansing. A full undoing of Zionist time offers us the only way to rectify this historic injustice perpetrated year after year after year."

President of Ireland Michael D. Higgins called on the international community to punish Israel for depriving Palestinians of an hour of morning daylight - even if that hour now occurs in the afternoon or evening instead. "The disposition of Palestinian hours is not for Israel to decide," he intoned. "The United Nations and the global powers must unite to enforce Israel's compliance with basic norms, which it has flouted for far too long, and suffered no adverse consequences. At the very least, we must withhold, uh... all the watches we export there? Someone help me out. What does Ireland produce?"

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I’ve been missing s/oukoku content lately so anything and everything you feel like writing for them is more than welcome! But maybe🌻🌺 for d/azai?

I've been missing them too! Hopefully this can help satiate that desire a little!~ <3 thank you for the request!

🌺 pollen 🌻taken by surprise from ~This Ask List~

Word Count: 1.8k Characters: D/azai, C/huuya, mentions of others

(cw: swearing)

“You’ve gotta be fucking with me.” 

Dazai offers a smirk, bending his head back to meet Chuuya’s eyes from his perch on the couch. The ADA offices have been empty all morning, everyone out on their various cases. Dazai himself was supposed to join Atsushi, but the case had taken a police oriented twist, so Ranpo decided he wanted in. And of course, what Ranpo wants… 

It’s not like he’s complaining. Getting to lounge around the office all day instead of venturing out into the world? Seems like winning. Especially when it means he gets the chance to annoy the hell out of the poor, unsuspecting, Mafia agent sent to the office. And this day only gets better. This time it’s Chuuya. 

“I assure you,” Dazai says, whipping himself around to a more proper seating position. “There is no ‘fucking’ going on. At least, not yet.” 

The last line is flavoured with a smile, one Chuuya lets out an immediate groan upon hearing, hand resting on his forehead. The other hand is more occupied with- hiding behind his back? Well, this is certainly intriguing. 

“And what brings you to our lovely little office on this fine day?” Dazai starts, leaning to the side to catch a peek- 

But Chuuya sees it coming, and slides his body to the left to avoid the gaze. “Orders, what else?” 

“I guess then the question becomes, what brings your boss to require you at our office?” 

There’s a beat. It’s just a quick pause, almost nothing to anyone else, but Dazai can read it as plainly as a word on paper. Chuuya is lying. 

“He wanted to check in on something.” 

“And what would that be?” Dazai almost purrs, feigning innocence as he inches himself off the couch and closer to Chuuya. 

“None of your business,” Comes the reply, Chuuya stepping back noticeably. Though, Dazai observes, seemingly without conscious thought. He’s merely reacting to the movement. There’s something he wants hidden, and Dazai moving closer is subconsciously threatening that. Today certainly has gotten interesting. 

“Really? Hold on, something’s bothering me. The Armed Detective Agency, the Port Mafia, Chuuya, an employee of the Port Mafia, me, of the Armed Detective Agency…” Dazai pauses, tilting his head with a performative gesture, “that almost seems like exactly my business!” 

Chuuya seems to roll his eyes, but Dazai catches them drifting towards the door. Planning his exit. So soon? Well that’s no fun at all, we can’t let that slide.

With one quick gesture, Dazai bounds forward, pinning– 

No one. 

Chuuya managed to leap out of the way, hat slightly askew as he glares Dazai down from across the room.

“What the hell was that?!” 

Dazai just smiles, leaning against the wall. “Well well well, you move fast for your size, Chuuu-ya!” 

The red of Chuuya’s hair is quickly starting to match his face, though he’d be quick to correct you that it’s anger, not embarrassment. And yet, Dazai’s attention is focused elsewhere. Something’s starting to bloom, something deep within his sinuses. That nagging feeling that you’re about to sneeze, and the looming threat that it won’t stop. 

Shrugging it off with a simple sniffle, Dazai returns his focus to Chuuya. Still… the itch intrigues him, as much as annoys. There shouldn’t be any reason for it, and the unknown cause is as much a cure for boredom as irritating Chuuya. Then again… 

As he sniffles again, rubbing his nose carelessly, Dazai can’t help but notice Chuuya flinches. It’s barely there, blink and you’d miss it, but Dazai knows him well enough to clock it. Guilt? This day only gets better and better!

Deciding to act on his theory, Dazai brushes against the bridge of his nose, gleeful as the appendage trembles in response. Letting the hitch in his breath fall through his words, Dazai turns towards Chuuya with a “So thihhs business?” 

“Wh- what?” 

“The super secret business that I just can’t know about? That Mori sent you here for?” Dazai continues, hiding a smile as Chuuya groans inwardly. 

“Are we still on this? What part of none of your fucking business do you not understand?” With a growl, Chuuya points his last comment mostly towards the floor, “I thought you were supposed to be the smart one.” 

“Awhhh, Chuu-yaa!” Dazai coos, sincerity dripping from every false smile coating his words, “How sweet of you to say!” 

“I was being sarcastic asshole,” Chuuya replies, in that beautifully frustrated tone. Music to Dazai’s ears. 

Ignoring the comment completely, Dazai focuses his attention on his nose once more, playfully rubbing it, pausing for a desperate, “hih’yeAShhoo! –eh’ASHhoo!” 

Chuuya jumps slightly, leaving Dazai grinning. With a sniffle that leaves even him wincing, Dazai hitches, and hitches, and… 

“heEHH!- Whew, sorry about that! Thought I was gonna sneeze again. Something’s really setting me off it seems.” 

There were many replies Dazai expected. Perhaps a groan, a glare, some cursing, even a muttered blessing if Chuuya was feeling generous. What he wasn’t expecting was to feel something soft touch his face, met by the most genuine, desperate itch he’d felt in months. 

He barely manages to stammer out a few broken syllables, catching a glimpse of Chuuya’s smug face through his rapidly watering eyes. The last thing he picked up before his eyes snapped shut was the stunning bouquet resting in Chuuya’s gloved hand mere inches from his face. 

“hH’yEAShhoo! ASHH’oo!” These, like his earlier ones, were performative, meant to startle. But after the first set, his breath caught desperately. The tickle was overwhelming, and he found himself doubled over, flowers pushed aside as his natural ones slipped out on top of each other with a vicious breathy itch. 

“hihh– eh’kNShhiew! tschhiew! Oh god I hhahhh- have… haveto- eh’kNGtiew! heh’ETCH’chew! Can’t stohh.. eshh’iew! ekt’chew!”  

In the gaps between sets, Dazai catches a look at Chuuya’s face. As expected, there’s a proud smile, a self-satisfied glare, and… a hint of concern. That’s what he was looking for. 

Mustering up all his self control, Dazai manages to stall the onslaught, nose twitching violently. Pressing a knuckle against his flaring nostrils, he manages to choke out a few sentences, part one of the manipulation. 

“It looks like Chuuu- Chuuya’s got a few tricks up his sleeve too! But uhhhh,” Dazai pauses, letting his gaze drift for a second. A single tear rolls down his cheek, born from the need to sneeze that was starting to overpower every last one of his senses. “Did, did you plan on it– on it… hihhh… on it working thihhhs… this well?” 

“I- I didn’t think–” Chuuya starts, the concern in his tone far from hidden. Perfect. 

With step one complete, Dazai lets the tide break through, vaguely aiming himself towards the floor as he lets the attack burst out uncovered. Just a little bonus to get on Chuuya’s nerves. 

“aH’TCHhew! eh’kNGtshhew! et’chew! etshhew! hiHHh– hH’ASHHoo! Oh, that one- yEASHH’oo! ‘Sc-use me!” Dazai stutters through the fit, meeting Chuuya’s eyes, “Those reahh… really tihhhckled– ekt’chhiew! tsshhiew! eh’tSChhew! hh’tSCHh’ieew!” 

Finally he gets a moment of relief, not needing to exaggerate at all as he leans against the wall, panting for a moment. On purpose or not, attacks like that really take a lot out of him. 

“Whew, that was intense,” Dazai says, meeting Chuuya’s gaze. The tears, while entirely from allergic irritation, were sure to help his cause.

“Oh shut up, I know you did that on purpose,” Chuuya retorts. There’s hesitance in his tone. He doesn’t know, now does he? He just thinks he knows. Step two. 

“Heyy-” Dazai whines, rubbing his knuckles against his nose, accompanied by a pathetic sniffle. “Chuuya’s the one who just suffocated me in an allergen! How is this possibly my fault?” 

Chuuya opens his mouth to respond, no doubt with some curses and a not-fully-thought-out retort, but Dazai– or, more specifically, Dazai’s nose– doesn’t give him the chance. 

“eh’kNchhew! etSHhiew!” 

“Bless you,” Chuuya replies, the blessing seeming to slip out without though, at least based on the glare he points at Dazai as he rushes to cover it with an insult. “You’re so gross, can’t you at least cover your fucking mouth?” 

Time for step three. With another deep sniff, Dazai lets his gaze settle longingly on the tissue box sitting on Kunikida’s desk. 

“I would, but the tissues are all the way over there, and-” With a dramatic flourish, Dazai lounges himself onto the couch. “I’m suffering! I can’t be expected to walk all the wahh… hihh’eshHhew! ehtchhew! All the way over there.” 

Chuuya’s glare could cut through walls, fists clenching at his side. It’s a 50/50 on whether he hits something, or… 

With a deep sigh, Chuuya slides across the room, setting the bouquet down on a desk as he goes. Once he reaches Kunikida’s, Dazai calls out, “Thank you Ch-uuya! Now if you’d just bring the-” 

He’s cut off by the box hitting him in the face with a dull thud.

“There, now blow your fucking nose, you sound disgusting.” 

Dazai obliges, grinning from behind the tissues as the noise makes Chuuya shudder. A few loose sneezes break through as air begins to flow through his nose again, “eshh’chew! ekt’iew!” the whole ordeal ended with a sigh. 

“You know,” Dazai says with a smirk, “after all the misery Chuuya’s ‘business’ has caused me, I think I deserve to know what it was.” 

“It’s private you moron!” Chuuya yells, but his anger is quickly cut off by another rapid double from Dazai, one perhaps a bit helped along by the soft touch of a tissue against his trembling nose. “hIEShh’oo! ekTSchhew!” 

Chuuya pauses for a second, eyes darting as he seems to be locked in an inner debate. Finally with a resigned sigh, he pinches the bridge of his nose with his hand. “I was doing a favour for the kid, alright?” 

Mission successful. Dazai sits up, interest piqued. “Atsushi?” 

“No, the other one. The farm boy.” 

“Kenji?” Dazai asks, a smile starting to work its way over his cheeks. “Was the mighty Port Mafia Executive Chuuya bringing Kenji flowers?” 

Chuuya points a glare at the wall, muttering out, “He was helping me with my garden, and wanted to see the results of what I grew, alright?!” 

Before Dazai can get a word out, Chuuya moves towards the door, picking up the bouquet and shoving it into Dazai’s chest. Dazai barely has a second to react before his nose catches onto the pollen that it deems far too close. 

“hH’ESCHhiew! Ch- Chuuya I– ehKT’chew! eiEShhhew! kEShhew!”

“Just make sure the kid gets them all in one piece, alright?” Chuuya says, grimacing as Dazai abandons the bouquet on the couch beside him and dives for the tissues. “And preferably not coated in bodily fluids.” 

Dazai has a clever retort about ‘fluids’ and where they could end up, but Chuuya doesn’t give him a chance, heading out of the office with a final muttered blessing. 

Blowing his nose again, Dazai stands, taking the bouquet and delicately placing it on Kenji’s desk. 

“He’ll love them,” Dazai murmurs to himself, smiling softly.