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newsintheshell · 4 years

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Uzumaki, nuovi retroscena sull’anime dall’Adult Swim Con

La serie basata sull’opera horror di Jinji Ito andrà in onda nel 2021.

Oltre all’annuncio di “Fena: Pirate Princess” e all’intervista sulla lavorazione di “Blade Runner: Black Lotus”, il primo Adult Swim Con porta anche novità riguardo all’attesa serie animata basata su “Uzumaki - Spirale”. Il regista Hiroshi Nagahama (Mushishi, Aku no Hana) torna infatti a parlare delle opportunità e delle sfide poste dall’adattamento televisivo del manga firmato dal maestro dell’orrore Junji Ito, di seguito l’intervista sottotitolata diffusa in occasione della diretta

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La serie evento di quattro episodi, precedentemente prevista per quest’anno, sarà trasmessa nel 2021. Il cast del primo episodio è il seguente:

Kirie Goshima:Uki Satake

Shuichi Saito:Shinichiro Miki

Yasuo Goshima:Toshio Furukawa

Toshio Saito:Takashi Matsuyama

Yukie Saito:Mika Doi

Azami Kurotami:Mariya Ise

Katayama:Katsutoshi Matsuzaki

Okada:Wataru Hatano

Tsumura:Tatsumaru Tachibana

Yokota:Kouichi Toochika

Shiho:Ami Fukushima

Ragazzo 1:Gen Satou

Ragazzo 2:Shunsuke Takeuchi

Ragazza:Anna Nagase

Partecipante 1:Kousuke Okamoto

Nagahama sta dirigendo il progetto presso lo studio Drive (ACTORS: Songs Connection, Vladlove), la sceneggiatura è a cura di Aki Itami (Aku no Hana, Il piano nella foresta), mentre la colonna sonora è ad opera di Colin Stetson, il compositore dietro le musiche di “Hereditary: Le radici del male”. Alla produzione collaborano anche Production I.G USA e Adult Swim.

Nella piccola cittadina di Kurouzu, un giorno cominciano a verificarsi degli strani fenomeni: il vento crea mulinelli, gli steli delle piante si attorcigliano, il fumo delle cremazioni disegna nel cielo motivi a spirale. Anche le persone subiscono improvvisi mutamenti: i capelli si arricciano, i corpi si avvitano su se stessi, qualcuno addirittura subisce disgustose trasformazioni; e, uno dopo l’altro, tutti sembrano cadere vittima di una follia isterica… Per sfuggire a questa misteriosa maledizione, la giovane studentessa Kirie Goshima decide di abbandonare il paese… Ma ci riuscirà?

Il manga, serializzato fra il 1998 e il 1999, è edito in Italia da Edizioni Star Comics raccolto in due volumi. L’opera ha già ispirato in passato un film live action, uscito in Giappone nel 2000.

* NON VUOI PERDERTI NEANCHE UN POST? ENTRA NEL CANALE TELEGRAM! *

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Autore: SilenziO))) (@s1lenzi0)

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#uzumaki #anime #serie tv #spirale #junji ito #adult swim #adult swim con #horror #manga #newsintheshell #news in the shell

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headcanonseverywhere · 6 years

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Cabins list - PJO OCs

I thought I’d make a list of all of our pjo ocs in their respective cabins (kind of like how it used to be back in rise), just so that we can know which of our ocs are siblings/cabin mates and make headcanons with them! :D

I will be doing the same for our HoO OCs and HP OCs ^u^

If I missed anyone, or if I got your OC’s godly parent wrong, please let me know!

Canon characters aren’t included

Cabin 1: Zeus

Clark O’Niel - Nessa

Cabin 2: Hera (Honorary)

Cabin 3: Posideon

Samara Hawke - Ericka

Zara Ye - Raven

Cabin 4: Demeter

Kai Kaeo - Alison

Lotus Itami - Logan

Michelle Belcourt - Max

Logan McKay - Ericka

Buzz Goldman - Rex

Landry Qualls - Emily

Gustavo Ferreira - Nessa

Cabin 5: Ares

Amelia Johnson - Nessa

Ella Cate Milligan - Ann

Cabin 6: Athena

Rui Saito - Nessa

Liam Trow - Erica

Andrew Webber - Max

Quinn Phillips - Emily

Céleste Rousseau - Raven

Rosa Santiago - Rex

Phaedra August - Manda

Parker Narváez - Logan

Calhoun O’Reilly - Manda

Cabin 7: Apollo

Rodrigue Roux - Nessa

Marcie Bouchard - Erica

Jasper Salvador - Max

Addy Streb - Alison

March Porter - Raven

Dalia Vega - Emily

Sunny Washington - Rex

Magnolia Herveaux - Ericka

Dylan Sanchez - Logan

Cabin 8: Artemis (Honorary/Hunters of Artemis)

Sabel delos Santos (Apollo) - Max

María Guadalupe Fernández (Dionysus) - Nessa

Azra Qazi (Ares) - Logan

Cabin 9: Hephaestus

Trent Baker - Erica

Robbie Lerner - Emily

Molly Dufour - Manda

Blaise Washington - Rex

Shiloh Young - Logan

Rene Cosineau - Ann

Cabin 10: Aphrodite

Ava Torres - Nessa

Perrin Beaumont - Shannyn

Dakota Summers - Alison

Leia Ka’uhane - Max

Brianna Moore - Emily

Cabin 11: Hermes

Mallory Bachmeier - Nessa

Jamie Mendoza - Nessa

Michael Costa - Nessa

Miguel Costa - Nessa

Jess Kowalski - Rex

Micah Reed - Emily

Emma Kowalski - Rex

Ella Hakim - Emily

Bailey Kowalski - Rex

Danny Noble - Ericka

Cabin 12: Dionysus

Jean Cordova - Ericka

Heath Hudson - Shannyn

Johnny Hayes - Ann

Rhyder Vogel - Logan

Cabin 13: Hades

Yvette Desroches - Erica

Michael Valentino - Rex

Cabin 14: Iris

Sterling O’Connell - Nessa

Cabin 15: Hypnos

Marshall Lewis - Shannyn

Cabin 16: Nemesis

Elenore Tovani - Logan

Daniel Davenport - Raven

Jude Keawe - Manda

Cabin 17: Nike

Thomas Lee - Max

Connie Kravitz - Logan

Jules Guzman - Emily

Cabin 18: Hebe

Cabin 19: Tyche

Myra Harris - Shannyn

Felicity Standing Bear - Logan

Cabin 20: Hecate

Atsa Sandoval - Raven

JJ Vasquez - Logan

Harper Vasquez - Logan

Cabin #: Morpheus

Haruka Masaomi - Nessa

James Howell - Nessa

Barney Bachhmeier - Max

Xander Huang - Logan

Teddy Zhao - Emily

Cabin #: Thalia (muse of comedy)

Maria Socorro do Nascimento - Nessa

Ivy Nkosi - Erica

Phillip Parker - Max

Cheryl Parker - Max

Cabin #: Phobos

Charlotte Perks - Erica

Cabin #: Khione

Fintan Whittaker - Shannyn

Cabin #: Eros

Gloria Armstrong - Romy

Cabin #: Eris

Stella Corleone - Romy

Jorlief Nielsen - Ann

Cabin #: Thanatos

Orion Mors - Manda

Cabin #: Oizys

Ivan Molotov - Ann

Cabin #: Euthenia

Oscar Martinez - Ann

#wow we have a lot of ocs #if i mixed up any of your ocs i'm deeply sorry!!! >.<#pjo ocs #authors assemble

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reppanyaki · 7 years

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鏡音リン - 黄金の踊り子 (Kogane no Odoriko) (Romaji Lyrics and English Translation)

Romaji: Dorei no shoujo ga Farao no mae de mai odoru Shoujo no mune ni wa Umaretsuki ukabu Seto no gurifu Jouka ni miwatasu Kogane no kare no mono Shitone no yoyami ni Kesshite kanawanu omoi ga tsunoru Kotoba de naku, karada de naku "Kono mai de katarimashou" Furi maneku yubi, shigyaku no ai Furenu hada no atsusa wo mai odoru Reimei no kaze, kogane no hazu Yotsuyu wo tada nijimasete hohoemu Tsukihi wa imazu ni Shoujo wa yagate odoriko ni Saisho no hiroume wa Koiuru kare no konin no gishiki Aegu kokoro, toge no itami "Kono mai ni kakushimashou" Sakage no toga, mokushi no ai Kyouki o haramitsuzuke mai odoru Deau futari, dorei to hime Shoujo wa mizukara no chi o shirazu ni Nirin no hasu, kagami utsushi "Akuma da――" to sakebu dosei Shisen no ame, kogane no ou Shoujo o kabau tame ni tachiagaru Hinan no ame, memai no fuchi Shoujo wa mujitsu no tsumi o mitometa Shoujo no mune tsuranuku yari Mai chiru chi ni kamawazu mai odoru Reimei no kaze kogane no hasu Kare hate kuchi tsukiru made hohoemu English: A girl servant Danced a dance in front of the king Inside the girl's heart Naturally floats along A symbol of demon Look around the castle Everything of the king's possessions are made of gold Inside the dark night's pressure There are thoughts that will never be granted Without a word, without a body "Let's talk about this dance" Those inviting fingers, with arousal of love She danced a dance with the heat of untouched skin Winds of the dawn, the golden lotus She smiled and let the night dew sprinkle Her days were splashed like water The girl will soon be a dancer Her first debut was The beloved king's marriage ceremony With her panting heart, with her painful spine "Let's hide away this dance" Sinfully blame it all, at an implied love She danced the dance with a madness Two of them met, the servant and the princess The girl didn't know what was on her blood Two wheels of the lotus, reflected on the mirror "A demon――" with a shouting voice Rained with a gaze, the gold king Stood up to protect the girl Rained with critism, an abyss of dizziness The girl admitted her innocent sin The girl's heart was pierced through Without minding her scattered blood she danced the dance Winds of the dawn, the golden lotus She smiled until she withered and died

#japanese #romaji #lyrics #english #translation #kagamine rin #vocaloid #i'm crying

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loganscanons · 4 years

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lotus & ivan short fics 2

Summary: I’m in my Lotus and Ivan feels today so here’s some Soft content of them.

The T.V. plays at an almost unintelligible volume in the background, the next episode of the true crime show Lotus had been watching playing automatically without recognition from either her or Ivan. She’d been watching with hazy interest, drunk on most of a bottle of wine, and using the show as a distraction while she waited for Ivan to get home. As soon as she’d heard his key in lock, she’d turned the volume down, waited for the door to open, then demanded that Ivan come sit with her. He’d obliged without hesitation.

Now she sits in the corner of the L-shaped couch that’s too big for their sitting area, with her legs draped over his lap. He has one hand on her knee, the other on her inner thigh, and he listens with silent amusement as she drunkenly rants about the effects that different soils can have on plant growth.

Mid-rant, Lotus pauses to catch her breath, and in those few short seconds, she gets distracted by the way Ivan is looking at her. She knows Ivan’s appearance is intimidating and unnerving to most; he’s covered in tattoos, towers over others, and is usually scowling, the frown lines etching into his skin as he ages. And she knows how dangerous he can be and the history he has with violence. His appearance doesn’t even fully reflect how terrifying he could really be.

But when he’s looking at her like that, with such a loving expression, his scowl relaxed and replaced by soft adoration, she can’t possibly see him as scary.

“I love you,” Lotus says, not for the first time since he got home. She puts her palm against the side of his face, and strokes her thumb across his cheek bone. She’s not often verbal about her love for him, but wine loosens her lips and makes her more affectionate.

<<I love you, too,>> Ivan signs. He puts his hand on top of hers and leans into her touch. His eyes fall closed. For a few seconds, neither of them say anything, enjoying the silent presence of each other. He turns his head and kisses her palm, and she smiles.

Lotus has lost the thread of her soil spiel, her thoughts now occupied by her affection for Ivan. He opens his eyes and looks at her intently, his gaze searching and intense but soft.

“What?” she asks.

<<Tell me what you like about me again, please?>> he asks.

Lotus laughs. He only asks her that when she’s drunk, probably hoping she won’t remember. She does remember, but she never brings it up when she’s sober. She likes that he asks. She likes the excuse to tell him everything about him that makes her happy.

“Okay.” In a quiet voice, she says, “I like your smile aaaand...I like your eyes. I love your tattoos.” Her fingers ghost over his skin, up his upper arm and shoulder, stopping at his neck. With her forefinger, she traces the shape of his lotus flower tattoo. “I like this one,” she says quietly. “I’ve never really liked my name, but this made me like it more. I like that you have a tattoo for me. I never...I never thought I’d be someone who likes that.”

For a few seconds, she says nothing, distracted by the feeling of happiness bubbling inside her. She breathes in deeply and blinks, returning her focus to Ivan’s question.

With a thoughtful expression, she continues, “I love when I make you laugh. Sometimes you look at me with this expression like you’re trying not to laugh and that’s…” she trails off as she tries to grasp the words to describe her feelings. Unable to find anything adequate, she settles for saying, “I love that. Your happiness makes me happy.”

As she talks, she traces her forefinger absently over Ivan’s skin.

“I like when you listen to me talk about the things I like or the...the things I’m studying. Even if you don’t really know what I’m talking about. And sometimes--sometimes you bring up things I said a while ago, and it makes me feel listened to. You make me feel listened to.” She looks at him with a contemplative expression for a moment, then readjusts so she’s sitting up and leaning toward him. Tilting her head, she says, “I’ve never had that. Someone who cares so much about my accomplishments - especially my educational accomplishments...I guess Connie and Jules do. But, they’ve both always cared about school; school would come up with them whether I brought it up or not. It’s different...I’ve never felt like I could really share what I’m learning with someone. But...but I feel like you care. That you want to know.”

She can’t properly express her feelings. She hopes he understands how much his interest means to her. “You make me feel like someone is proud of me, and...and I never realized how much I wanted that.”

<<I am proud of you,>> he signs. <<You are incredible.>>

Lotus leans forward and affectionately bumps her forehead against Ivan’s shoulder.

She then pulls back, and continues her stream-of-consciousness list of things she likes about Ivan. “I like that when you get home from work, you kiss me, even if I’m barely awake.” She smiles. “I like kissing you.” She presses her lips against his, then nips lightly at his lower lip.

“Hmm,” she hums. “I like how you look in sweaters. You look hot in sweaters. You should wear more sweaters, babe. And button-ups, with the sleeves rolled up. That’s hot too.” she traces her finger up his forearm. “And I like your muscles, and...I like when you get silly when we go ice skating.” The thought of him chasing her around the ice with a playful grin makes her smile to herself.

“Hmm...I like when you leave me notes in Russian for me to translate. I like your eyes,” she says, as she looks up and her gaze meets his. “Did I already say that? You have pretty eyes.”

Lotus leans into him, hiding her face against his shoulder as she wraps her arms around his neck. He winds his arm around her back and pulls her closer. Her mind is occupied by thoughts of Ivan, and for a couple minutes, she’s quiet. Then, she pulls back as far as she can while still having her arms around his neck, so she can look at him as she talks.

“There’s this thing you do sometimes - when you’re happy, I think - that I love. You...you do a little wiggle that makes me think of a happy puppy.” She mimics the movement. “That’s why I started calling you puppy. My puppy…,” she kisses his jaw. “I didn’t want to tell you that, because I didn’t want you to stop doing it.” She abruptly pulls back. “You better not stop doing it.”

There’s a twinkle of amusement in Ivan’s eyes. He pulls his hands away from her to sign, <<I don’t think I could if I wanted to.>>

“Good,” she says. “Because if you do stop, I will never forgive you.”

Ivan smiles and brushes hair out of Lotus’s face, then kisses her.

“I love you,” she says again.

<<I love you, too.>>

“I’m not done telling you what I like about you,” she says. Ivan wraps his arms around her middle and listens quietly as she continues her rambling.

With a laundry basket propped against her hip, Lotus goes through each room in the apartment, collecting towels and linens to be washed. She can’t remember the last time that the folded blanket that’s draped over the back of the couch was washed, which as far as she’s concerned, means it’s been too long. As she reaches for the blanket, Ivan looks up from his video game. It’s a game with guns and shooting; something she’s not interested in.

Ivan pulls off his headphones, letting them hang around his neck, and looks at her expectantly.

“What?” she asks, as she shoves the blanket into the basket.

He balances the controller on his knee, then signs, <<Are you coming to sit with me?>>

She smiles, feeling a rush of affection for him. With a teasing tone, she says, “You’re so needy.”

The way Ivan looks at her, his gray eyes soft and wide, is reminiscent of a sad dog begging for food. She knows he’s not consciously looking like a lost puppy; it’s effective regardless. She’d been thinking about joining him once she finished the laundry, but that look fully convinces her. She leans over the back of the couch and kisses his cheek.

“Yeah, I will in a few minutes, Puppy. Let me start this load of laundry.”

Once the washer is running and filling the apartment with a dull background noise, Lotus settles on the couch beside Ivan and sets her weekly planner on her lap. She uncaps her pen, intending to strike out tasks on her To Do list, but her attention is captured by the T.V. screen. Ivan’s headphones rest on the coffee table in front of him, and the game he’s playing is different than the game with guns that he’d been playing before. She watches as Ivan’s character passes several idle characters.

Confused, she asks, “Why aren’t you talking to them?”

He looks at her and cocks his head to the side, then shrugs.

“Aren’t you supposed to talk to them?” she asks. “Why else would they be there?”

Ivan looks back at the T.V., and his character approaches a man standing alone.

“No, wait,” Lotus says. “You skipped so many people. You have to go back and talk to them first.” She recaps her pen and sets it and her planner on the coffee table. Scooting closer to Ivan, she leans against him.

Ivan looks at her and kisses her temple. His smile is amused, though Lotus isn’t sure why.

“What?” she asks, feeling like she’s missing the joke.

He just shakes his head, still smiling.

The sound of a key in the lock startles Lotus, making her jump, and she reflexively looks to the door. She was lost in the pages of her book, her mind completely occupied by fictional characters and their journey. As the lock turns, Lotus glances at the clock. She’d lost track of time; it’s well into the early hours of the morning, late enough that Ivan has finished his shift and returned home. As he opens the door, Lotus marks her page and places the book on the coffee table.

Lotus smiles as Ivan enters the apartment and steps out of his shoes.

“Hey, how was work?” she asks, stretching her arms above her head. She’s been sitting still for too long. She tosses back the blanket that covers her legs, inviting Ivan to join her on the couch.

Ivan says nothing, just crosses the room and flops onto the couch, resting between Lotus’s legs and hiding his face against her chest. She runs her hands over the back of his head, her fingers moving through his buzzed hair.

“That bad, huh?”

His groan is silent, but she can feel the vibrations of it against her. She runs her nails over his scalp and gives him a few moments to relax.

“You okay, honeybee?” she asks. She trails her thumb along his jawline and tilts her head, trying to get a better look at him.

He sighs, his breath warm against her, and turns his body so he’s leaning against the back of the couch, but still partially on top of her.

Looking up at her, he signs, <<Drunk people are annoying and stupid.>>

Lotus smiles. Ivan isn’t someone who complains. The fact that they’ve reached a point where he’ll express his annoyances and complaints to her makes her feel warm inside. She puts her hand against his cheek and asks, “Wanna tell me about it?”

He closes his eyes and leans into her touch before signing, <<Tomorrow. Now, sleep.>>

“Okay, but not on the couch,” she says.

Lotus knows he could fall asleep anywhere, but she would much rather they sleep in bed. She’s more likely to fall asleep and stay asleep for at least a few hours in bed than she is on the couch. Ivan stands and stretches, reaching his arms up, and she notices dried blood on his skin and clothes.

“You have blood on you,” she says.

<<Not my blood,>> he shrugs. Lotus looks at him, her expression blank. Ivan glances down at himself and back at her, then signs, <<Shower, then sleep.>>

“You better,” she says.

When he gets out of the shower, Lotus is already snuggled in bed. She looks up as he pulls back the covers to lie beside her. As he gets comfortable, she curls against him, wrapping her arm around his middle and draping her leg over his. Sleepily, he kisses Lotus’s forehead, and minutes later, he’s asleep.

#lotus itami #Ivan Molotov #my writing

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themoosesharkwriting-blog · 8 years

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how does graham view himself? what was something that really defined parker's time growing up? what are some of connie's more guilty pleasures? does tammy prefer being the big spoon or little spoon? what was lotus like as a little kid?

1. Graham is fully aware that he’s annoying and actually self-conscious about it. He doesn’t really understand why people would be friends with him because no matter how hard he tries, he can’t stop being annoying. Most of his insecurities are about his personality.

2. Family. Most of Parker’s childhood memories are with family members, both his parents and extended family. They’ve been his support system his entire life and always tried to make sure he was happy.

3. Connie doesn’t really have guilty pleasures bc she doesn’t feel guilty about the things she likes. Probably her biggest guilty pleasure is Kpop but she‘s really just pretending to be embarrassed by it. Connie’s siblings know she listens to kpop all the time with no shame.

4. Tammy prefers being the little spoon!

5. Mostly she was bossy and sorta bratty but also a goofball. She liked to always get her way and always be the center of attention. For a while, she talked a lot more and laughed a lot more. When her sister was born, the spotlight went from her to her sister and she lost some of her brattyness and goofyness.

#graham o'callaghan #parker narvaez #connie kravitz #tammy borrero #lotus itami #rexhc

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rexhc · 9 years

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buzz and lotus (brotp obvs) aaand if you want two, michael and parker (otp or brotp)

buzz and lotus

they go hiking together a lot. buzz has managed to convince her to let him give her a piggy back ride once. she has also given him a piggy back ride once, but it was very short.

buzz never mentioned his dad re: him leaving until lotus confided in him about her own father one night.

whenever lotus enlists buzz to help her cook, he spends the entire time holding the basil and making jokes about “which basil should i put in” and pretending to climb into the pot

he sometimes brings her gifts from when he’s delivering strawberries in the city. typically if he sees anything like a cool bowl or tea pot or something floral patterned, he picks it up for her.

buzz makes lotus asher’s honorary godmother (”wait, do i have a godmother? do jews have godmothers? or rather, do greek demigods have godmothers? whatever it doesn’t matter you’re asher’s godmother ok”)

she’s also the first person besides buzz and polly that gets to meet baby asher

buzz is very proud of his status as one of the few people lotus will willingly hug

“lotus” is the title of a dumb song buzz wrote on the ukelele and its completely ridiculous

buzz has a lot of nicknames for lotus like “shorty” “short stuff” “shrimp” and the like, which is definitely not true but buzz thinks it’s funny because he’s 6′3″ and she’s 6′0″. lotus would be lying if she said it didn’t make her smile sometimes.

whenever buzz does something stupid, lotus calls him basil jacob and he knows he’s in deep shit

parker and michael (some for both)

parker calls him “mike” pretty much 95% of the time

OTP: he calls him “mikey” and it makes michael blush

they spar a lot but it’s mostly parker taking a beating (no worries, he’s protected) while michael practices on him

they take pride in their mutual trait of drinking black coffee

parker teaches michael how to play the guitar but he feels silly and can’t get the hang of the finger positions so he gives up

parker constantly teases him for his liberal use of hair product and michael just pouts and musses up his hair more

OTP: michael wakes up a good half hour before parker to get ready

they’re basically the same height so they borrow each other’s clothes sometimes and parker is always peeved that michael stretches out his shirts.

parker brings out michael’s more sensitive side and it pisses him off so much (concept: michael hiding his blushing face in his hands while parker laughs)

OTP: michael sleeps like an actual monster and rolls around and hogs all the covers and ends up slapping parker in the face like five times a night

parker always steals michael’s protein bars (mike they’re chocolate! don’t tempt me like that!). michael always threatens to poison him

parker is really good at distracting michael when his temper gets the better of him

#lotus itami #buzz goldman #parker narvaez #michael valentino

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glideh-is-arting · 10 years

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She posts a thing whattt Because moosie and I were talking about her new theme. Poor grumpy Lotus. Where's your Christmas spirit??

#lotus itami #Art

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askmoosiesocs-blog · 10 years

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Lotus, what was going through your mind when you saw your sister Lazuli in the hospital? Zeke, how do you feel about Andromeda?

I wondered how things got so bad. She doesn't seem like someone who would have problems with herself. I guess I felt like I should've helped her earlier. When I saw her...well, it just made me think. You think people are happier than they are. And then stuff like this happens.

Andromeda is a force to be reckoned with. She knows what she wants and she gets what she wants. Honestly, she couldn't be hotter. She's like something out of my dreams.

#lotus itami #zeke zuendel #the-mind-of-her-majesty

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loganscanons · 4 years

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vignette(s) - 1/?

Summary: quick vignette about Lotus not realizing she’s in love with Ivan

Lotus is curled up at the end of the couch, her back to the couch’s arm, her legs folded up so her feet are on the couch. Connie sits next to her, facing her, with one leg bent beneath herself. As is always the case when Connie visits, Ivan has made himself scarce, which is what Connie prefers. It’s not that she can’t stand Ivan, or that she hates him, but she certainly doesn’t like him, and she doesn’t want him anywhere near Lotus. Seeing him in Lotus’s apartment - which is what she will always consider it, regardless of how long Ivan lives here - is an irritating reminder that she’s fighting a lost cause. Lotus may not have admitted to it yet, but Connie can see how much she loves him.

When Ivan emerges from his bedroom and heads to the kitchen, Connie notices Lotus perk up, her brows raising ever so slightly. She’s unfocused, distracted, her eyes repeatedly flicking to the kitchen entrance as she and Connie talk.

Ivan has to leave for work. As he walks past them, Lotus holds her arm out over the back of the couch, her hand reaching toward him. It’s a gesture without thought. Something automatic. He brushes his fingers against hers, a gentle caress. They barely touch, but Lotus’s expression softens. A small smile touches her lips, her eyes are filled with adoration. Ivan, who is generally even less expressive than Lotus, returns the adoring gaze.

And then the moment is over. Ivan is heading for the door. Lotus rotates her body so she’s facing Connie again. And Connie knows Lotus is in too deep to listen to reason.

#i was gonna write more but i lost steam #lotus itami #ivan molotov #connie kravitz

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themoosesharkwriting-blog · 8 years

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how does graham act when something amazing happens to him? where would you find owen when he wants to think? what are lotus' guilty pleasures?

1. Way way excited. He jumps up and down a lot, probably grabs his friends shoulders and shakes them while saying “Isn’t this amazing!?” and he says “oh my God” over and over again. He also talks faster when he’s really happy and his Irish accent gets a bit stronger.

2. Owen usually ends up going to high places when he wants to think or wants to be left alone. At Hogwarts, he’d hang out in empty towers (with windows because the whole point of high places is to see more of the world). At home he ends up hiding out on the roof a lot.

3. Chocolate raspberry layer cake. She can’t eat it often because it’s too rich and having too much makes her sick. The same is true for lemon bars. She also likes shows like Dance Moms or Toddlers and Tiaras (she’ll never ever admit it though) because it’s a more dramatic version of her childhood. (She was a pageant kid and she’s been dancing since she was really young).

#graham o'callaghan #owen lawton #lotus itami #hansolo-organas

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buzz goes for a smoke and thinks about families. ft. lotus

Buzz blinks smoke out of his eyes when he sees her figure on the ground. He doesn’t say anything, letting her look around for him before flicking her eyes up to the sod roof he’s perched on. He doesn’t watch as she sighs and climbs up the ladder on the side of the cabin. She sits down gently next to him, attempting to hide her obvious fear of heights. Buzz sees right through it.

The pair sit in silence for a minute, the Long Island summer air turning cool at three in the morning. Buzz wears only a Nets hoodie and a pair of Bart Simpson boxers; the coolness making the hairs on his lower thighs stand up. His sister speaks first.

“What are you doing?”

He takes the joint from his lips and holds it in his right hand, the opposite side of his half-sister so she won’t complain about the smell or the legality of the matter.

(“It’s illegal, Buzz. Like, illegal illegal.”

“You’re aware our world operates under very different rules than the one outside this camp, right?”

“Still illegal.”)

He shrugs before answering her question, letting his shoulders slump further down. The moonlight reflects against her dark hair and tints her ivory skin a pale blueish shade. He wonders how the two of them would look as siblings in the normal world. Her with her thin features and clear skin and long straight black hair, and him, all droopy eyes and big nose and fluffy hair. Mortals would barely dismiss them as acquaintances, nevertheless brother and sister.

He remembers that the gods pass no real genetic material. He questions whether that makes him 100% his father, genetically. His lips curl down at the thought, so the demigod dismisses it.

“Just thinking.” Lotus doesn’t seem impressed with his answer.

“About what?”

“I dunno. Stuff.”

His sister doesn’t press on any further, so Buzz takes another drag from the joint. He tilts his head straight up and blows the smoke to the few stars not hidden by New York’s light pollution as to avoid smoke drifting in Lotus’s direction.

Buzz ends up thinking about his father again, which is anything but a surprise at this point. And he thinks about his mother. Not his mom, but his mother. Demeter. Is she any better than his father, really? Afterall, her abandonment had preceded his a whole seven years. In his whole life, he’s only seen her once, and even then just in dream form, all golden skin and soft hazel-green eyes and caramel colored hair that seemed so far out of reach.

What would it have been like to grow up with her, he thinks. That is, in some alternate universe where gods are normal people and don't abandon their children. Some alternate universe where he has the chance to grow up with both his mortal parents like a normal kid.

He realizes suddenly how fucked up it is that he finds the fantasy unrealistic.

At some point the THC must have reached his head, because Lotus is in the middle of some tangent he totally missed the beginning of.

“Sorry, what?”

“I was talking about the Jackson thing.”

“Oh, right.” The Poseidon kid had just gotten back from the labyrinth (which is real apparently, and Buzz has been in this weird world too long for something like that to shock him anymore) with news on Kronos’s growing army. Quite a few campers have left for the Titans already. Camp feels more like a minefield than a safe haven these days.

“Anyways,” Lotus continues, clearing her throat. “I’m going back to bed. You should, too.”

Buzz pulls his lips into a small smile at her. He twirls the joint in his hand slightly and gestures to it. “Once this is out.” He watches Lotus swallow and climb off the roof of the cabin.

He waits until he hears the door close before taking a few more hits. Watching the tip glow red in the darkness, he thinks of the family below him. He thinks of Kai, who somehow manages to be both the little brother and the big brother (despite being younger than him) he never had. And of Lotus and Lazuli, who Buzz often thinks he should be scared shitless of but never was (he could still remember their respective first days in the cabin, both young with feigned-tough expressions on their faces Buzz could see right through. Everyone’s scared on their first day.) He thinks of sweet Michelle. Lastly, he thinks of Landry, and the innocent spark in his eyes almost identical to the spark present in Hannah’s eyes all those years ago.

He feels a burning in his nose. The joint is down to the roach, so Buzz takes a final few hits and ashes it against the sole of his sneakers. As he climbs down the ladder to go to bed, he thinks about his family, and how they’re all right here with him.

#buzz goldman #lotus itami

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