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hhnguyen · 1 year

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dear eywa

♢ Pairing: Sully family x Oldest sister!Reader

♢ Word count: 2.2k

♢ Genre: angst, family comfort - Warnings: character death, cursing, just tears

⌲ Description: Alternative ending. You die instead.

M A S T E R L I S T

R e c o m m e n d e d p l a y l i s t : ⌲ start a war - Klergy, Valerie Broussard ⌲ hold on - Chord Overstreet ⌲ sleepsong - Secret Garden

AN: Please take your time reading to fully immerse yourselves.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Why were they so stupid?!

Half hidden in the waters surrounded by debris, death, and destruction, you watched in aggravated frustration as your two brothers ran further inside the sinking, burning ship rather than away from it - which was the original plan.

With a hiss, your fist slammed against the water as if that would work out the gnawing worry in your gut. With a determined click of your tongue, your ilu swam towards the ship, and with a similar jump as Neteyam before you, hoisted you into the air as you landed on it in a crouch, ears flickering for any sound before creeping forward and the same direction as your siblings.

If the soldiers didn’t kill them first, you would make sure to end their foolish asses the moment you got your hands on them.

+ + +

Neteyam had always considered himself somewhat brave despite the brief moments of self-doubt. But in situations like now, where Lo’ak and essentially Spider’s lives both relied on his ability to protect, a side of protectiveness he had never felt before made its presence known.

Forcefully pushing away his own fear aside and steeling his insides, he rushed them forward hastily towards the opening of the moon deck. But the approaching footsteps had his breath frozen, seconds later followed by the bullets as instincts pushed him into action and he shielded the two boys against the wall and out of the zone.

It felt like his heart had stopped in his throat for a good moment before he dared to peek out to check, only to hear the sound of a choked scream and a body thumping to the ground.

The three of them visibly jumped as you skidded to a stop in front of them with wide eyes. “What are you doing? Go!”

They all jumped into action at the command, rushing towards the water as you took up the back with the machine gun held ready at your chest. Neteyam could only run, hearing the way you sometimes stopped to shoot at any incoming threats before returning to his back.

“Faster!”

He heeded the command without question, pumping his legs faster than ever before and the moment the railing came in view Neteyam jumped as his life depended on it, cause it did. The water had never felt more like a relief to him as he made sure to stay safely under for a couple more seconds to avoid any incoming bullets before resurfacing.

The moment air hit his skin he omitted a harsh hiss, snapping over to see a graze across his right bicep, oozing blood every few seconds before being washed away by the seawater. “Fuck.”

“What’s up, bro?” Lo’ak was hanging on the neck of an ilu, worried eyes looking over at the sound of his curse.

“I got hit, it might need stitches.”

“Come on guys, let’s get going!” Spider urged them, hanging on to the same animal.

But a reminder froze him in place as Neteyam started to look around him wildly, water splashing as his heart started to thunder. “Where’s Y/N?!”

“She was right behind you!” Lo’ak’s exclamation, mostly out of sudden fear yelled back.

No, no, no. This couldn’t be happening right now.

“Are you two dimwits finished yelling so we can get the fuck out of here?”

None of them had been happier to hear that foul language until now.

Whipping around, all three boys let out a collective sigh to see your head floating a few feet away with an unamused arched brow.

With a click of his tongue, two ilu were quick to find them as they made their getaway swiftly, heading towards the flat surface of a bedding of rocks that looked a relatively safe distance away.

Jake was quick to join the group, an assertive gaze roaming over them to look for injuries and ruling Neteyam’s graze as the worst outcome.

“Man, that was crazy,” Lo’ak let out a breath, hunching over with a groan. “I’ve never had that much adrenalin.”

“You’re crazy, is what you mean,” Neteyam grumbled, pressing a cloth to his wound given by his father.

“You’re all damn crazy!” You snapped out. “Fucking leaping into an enemy ship to risk your lives - for what?! No offense, Spider.”

With a bemused smile, the boy offered two hands in peace not quite in the mood to further antagonize the oldest Sully sibling. “None taken.”

“Hey, at least we got away,” Lo’ak only grinned sheepishly at his older sister, using his innocence and minor favoritism card with the girl as Jake watched with a shake of his head, lips pulling up in a slight smile.

“Lo’ak, I will fight your a-”

One moment they were all bickering, trading snaps back and forth the safety of their lives seemingly secure with their departure from the burning ship in the background.

Then chaos ensued.

Y/N was standing, annoyed expression so very clear.

Then you weren’t.

Staggering to the ground with a muted gasp as Jake whipped around, eyes sharpening in seconds and locating the hidden sniper as his instincts came in, and within quick movements had the enemy falling into the waters with his own weapon.

Yet Jake couldn’t give a shit. His gun was thrown to the side, his feet having their own mind as he rushed forward just in time to catch you in his arms before you tilted face down.

There was no missing the clean through shot and blood oozing out frighteningly fast as he turned you around in his arms, head in the corner of his arms as Jake felt like his whole world just slipped out from underneath his feet.

“No, no, God, no,” He was muttering, before snapping at any of the children who would listen. “Press on the wound, quickly!”

Neteyam was the first one to snap out of his shock, scrambling and falling to his knees roughly on your other side as his trembling hands pushed down on the open wound, ignoring his own stinging pain.

His vision was blurry, nearly unable to see until he realized he was crying. Big, fat ugly tears filled his eyes until they nearly obscured everything.

Jake was looking around frantically as if hoping a first aid kit or something similar was simply laying around on a deserted slab of rock. A hopeless prayer for someone to save you. Help him save his daughter.

He had to find something, seaweed or something sharp to-

“Daddy, stop.”

He met your eyes, his own rapidly glazing over with wetness as he met your unwavering gaze.

“Y/N-”

You coughed, horror spreading as they witnessed blood coming out of your mouth. “It’s useless,” You breathed roughly. “-it a lung, I-I can feel it. Not much…time left.”

“Don’t say that, sister!” Neteyam growled. “Don’t you dare say it!”

“Y/N, please,” Lo’ak’s voice was a broken whisper.

“Flower, you have to fight,” Jake murmured, gently moving a wet piece of hair away before cupping the side of your face, noticing his own hands trembling as they touched your cooling skin.

“Can’t fight… something…alreadybroken.” Your whisper was a near-dead quiet, struggling for each word to leave your mouth. “I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing?” Jake swallowed, the lump in his throat so large it nearly hurt. He had gone through grief numerous times in his life. On more accounts than one even bothered to sum up.

He had lost friends, family, brothers in arms, and nearly the love of his life at one point. Yet everything until now, had never felt more frightening until this very moment. There had never been a moment for him to consider truly losing one of his children - to watch one of them perish before his very eyes, before himself as a parent.

Because he refused to ever let that happen. In his mind, he or Neytiri would always be close enough to prevent that from happening on pure will itself.

Any other great deity could in all offense fuck themselves if that thought ever manifested. They refused to let it happen.

He had been only a couple of meters away. A couple, not even far enough to call it distance.

Jake had been standing right in front of his daughter.

And he had failed to protect you.

His guilt and grief all mixed into one big mess must have been obvious for even the blind to see, because your grip around his hand tightened, although weakly to what he was usually used to, catching his attention as his tears dripped down against your skin. “It’s okay, daddy,” his strong baby girl offered him a heartbreaking smile. “I’m okay.”

His dying baby was offering him comfort. The fucking irony.

“I can’t-” His voice was a nearly garbled mess, a completely new vision of himself in front of the children. Not that they cared. All three boys were too busy crying, reaching out to touch a part of you as if trying to feed you their life source.

“-you can,” Your voice sounded strangely firm. “You all can,” with a flicker to the rest of the boys, eyes lingering on your little brothers a few seconds longer.

“H-how am I supposed to do this without you, Y/N?” Lo’ak gasped out, nails digging into the palm of his hands. “I need you beside me, please.”

It was like Eywa had breathed new life into you for the last few moments of your very being. Granting you the strength and precious time to say goodbye to your grieving family.

“You underestimate yourself too much, baby brother,” You croaked, beckoning him closer with your weak wrist as he settled down by your head, your grip surprisingly strong as he bent down to lean his forehead against your own, eyes closing as you both soaked in the comfort of each other’s presence.

“You will do great and become even greater. I can feel it. Do it for me, okay?”

Leaning back with a hiccup, Lo’ak let his big brother have a moment with you as you nearly smirked up at him. Teeth slightly bloodied, yet not losing the fire.

If Eywa wanted to take you from the world, then she could. But you would be damned if you were leaving in sorrow.

“I hate you,” Neteyam’s words shocked those present, but the heavy emotion lacing them was hard to hide. You continued smirking, mouth easing into a gentle smile.

“I love you too, little brother.” There was nothing else to be said as he did the same thing as Lo’ak, pressing his forehead gently against yours before your vision returned to your dad.

“Mama…where is mama?”

As if called from the soul itself, the familiar screech of your mother’s ikran sounded, the noise feeling oddly muted as your eyes flickered around almost disheveled searching for your mother. Searching for the warmth of her presence.

“No, no, no, ma’ite!” Neytiri gasped, her very soul starting to break as she collapsed down in the same place as her sons made space for her. Frantically taking in your form, denial spread through her.

This could not be happening. Not you. Not her baby. No. Eywa, no!

“Hi Mama,” Your voice had turned soft, childlike with your face cradled in her larger hands, body still resting on your dad’s lap. “I didn’t want to leave without seeing you.”

“You are not going,” Neytiri shook her head adamantly. “You are not leaving me, my sweet.”

“I’m sorry, mama.”

“You are taking my heart with you,” Your mother gasped out again painfully, grip slightly tight on your face, but you couldn’t help but nearly chuckle. Because you could hardly feel it.

“I’m sorry.”

It was all you could say.

“Kiri-”

“Safe,” Jake finally croaked. “Your sister is safe.” He didn’t actually know, but Jake only wanted to offer you comfort rather than worries in your last moments.

“She will be pissed at me.” This time you actually chuckled. A small, painful hack. “Not saying bye.”

“She will understand.”

Your mother was still in denial, muttering prayers under her breath as you felt your heart shatter in sympathy. I’m sorry for leaving you so early, mama.

“Don’t let Tuk Tuk see me like this,” Your last request got the heartbreaking attention of your family. “She’s too young. Clean the blood-” a new tirade of bloody coughs fell over you. “-over the wound. Don’t let her see. Please.”

“Okay,” Jake nodded, a trembling smile evident. “Okay, baby. I won’t let her see. Promise.”

It was as if your last burden had left you, your body slowly relaxing against his own, eyes slowly fluttering shut, only open a smidge to gaze at the eclipse above their heads.

“I don’t wanna let go,” Lo’ak’s croaking whisper still managed you reach your hearing. “I’m not strong enough.”

You had no strength left. You couldn’t sound your words, your comfort to him. Only your eyes moving, trying to search for him in your half-dazed state, the pain slowly ebbing away. Neteyam’s hand gripped his shoulders, pulling him into his side, and you smiled.

He would be okay.

“I think I’m gonna sleep now, Daddy.”

A shuddering breath sounded, maybe several. You couldn’t tell.

“Let’s go home, Flower. I’ll take you home.”

You continued smiling. “Yes..that sounds good.”

And then you fell asleep, chest falling still as your eyes shut completely, your body lax in between the arms and warmth of your parents.

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infragilehearts · 2 months

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— whoa! VALERIE CHAMBERS just stole my cab! not cool, but maybe they needed it more. they have lived in the city for 1 YEAR, working as a PART TIME BARTENDER, PART TIME CHEF. that can’t be easy, especially at only 29 YEARS. some people say they can be a little bit SASSY and SNEAKY, but I know them to be COURAGEOUS and FRIENDLY. whatever. I guess I’ll catch the next cab. hope they like the ride back to THE BRONX! — (taylor, 25+, EST, they/them, none)

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— BASICS ☆

full name:; valerie marianna isabelle chambers

nicknames:; val

gender:; born female

pronouns:; she/her

sexual preference:; bisexual

relationship role:; easily submissive, sometimes dominates

birthdate:; november 10th 1994, aged twenty-nine years

birthplace:; nashville, tennessee & hart, michigan

zodiac sign:; scorpio

spouse / lover:; none currently

— APPEARANCES ☆

face & voice claim:; sofia carson

height:; 5′7″

eyes:; has chestnut brown eyes – wears glasses at home and contacts when she’s out in the world

hair:; naturally dark brown

body art:; has a few tattoos and ear piercings as well as a nose piercing on the left side of her nose

other distinguishing features:; has a scar on her inner right thigh and on the lower part of her stomach

fashion sense:; classy, casual, comfy

body type:; her weight/body type changes but she’s always healthy with the standard more straight (not so curvy) model body

— PERSONALITY ☆

traits:; funny, friendly, clumsy, out-going, sassy, sneaky, bright, courageous

fears:; not being able to have a future with someone, love, being hurt by someone she trusts

hobbies:; cooking, baking, reading, dancing, hanging out with friends

skills:; singing, playing piano, writing poems, cooking, baking, bartending

quirks:; clumsy, sassy, sometimes bites lip or nails

— FAMILY & CONNECTIONS ☆

mother:; ramona marciella chambers

father:; andrew rodrigo chambers

siblings:; none

children:; none yet, unsure if she wants any

pets:; two dogs named snoopy and brownie

— FAVOURITES ☆

ice cream flavour:; cookie dough & cookies and cream

food:; shrimp, most pasta dishes, most mexican dishes, most sweets

time of the day / night:; night

season:; summer

holiday:; halloween & christmas

animal:; dogs, foxes & wolves

colour:; purple, blue & black

scent:; freshly baked goodies

musician/band:; selena, avril lavigne, queen, green day

— OTHER ☆

occupation:; part time bartender at retro & part time chef at diner

education:; high school graduate, never did college but took culinary & mixology classes after graduating

bad habits:; drinking, one some occasions experiments with weed

a cherished item:; a black gem ring from her mother

random fun fact:; she doesn’t always wear bras and underwear

random fun fact 2:; loves having bangs but doesn’t always like the up keep

— BIOGRAPHY ☆

trigger warning:; none yet, will write soon

—- C H I L D H O O D —-

[coming soon]

—- BACKGROUND —-

valerie was born an only child to ramona marciella chambers and andrew rodrigo chambers in nashville, tennessee til she was five years old in which then they moved to hart, michigan and this is where she grow up and lived out the rest of her life. in her teen years she has a history of heartbreaks, trying to find her perfect person. during this time she learned about her sexuality, however. this also lead her to falling into a partying time in her life. she still currently does this from time to time to unwind and just have a good time with friends or even just to feel herself. however, definitely not as much as she used to. valerie values her mum more than anything but she’s lost contact with her father since her mom and him divorced before the move to michigan so she has no connection to him but gets along fine.

once she finished school, her focus really became culinary and she taught herself some of her cooking and baking skills. she took culinary classes to further her learning and she managed to get her first job at a local restaurant. valerie was truly happy and felt in her element with her culinary skills. for a while she lived with her mum, up until her passing. this lead to her hiding in her work for a while and she took up mixology classes to mix as well as serve drinks at the restaurant as well sometimes.

as soon as she could afford it, valerie packed up her life and left michigan, moving out to new york and making herself at home in the bronx. it wasn't the most ideal at first, but she managed to get a couple jobs in the area for her skills. this easily helped her start to feel at home again.

—- C U R R E N T L Y —-

valerie has managed to live her life rather well in town, even explores as much as she can (mostly of the bronx area) in her free time. she's put all her focus into her work still, but also enjoys meeting people and hanging out as well as reading and a few other hobbies. she tries not to think about her life back home or her mother often but on those hard days, she really keeps to herself or works even more than normal.

[ will try to update as time goes on ]

#tw death #boroughs.intro #about ⇢ meet valerie chambers #[ will add more later but here's a start <3 ]

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rollofleaf · 6 months

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OC meme

Saw @arendaes doing this so I'm shamelessly stealing it! You are now subjected to my Pathfinder blorbos! Mostly focusing on how they are before the events of the game.

B A S I C S

Full name: Hilde Svalksdottir

Gender: Cis Woman

Sexuality: Demisexual Lesbian

Pronouns: She/Her

O T H E R

Family: Svalk Axechill (Father, deceased), Astrid Daughter of Muses (Mother, deceased), Tallak Svalksen (Half-Brother)

Birthplace: Land of Linnorm Kings

Job: Poet, Singer, Mercenary

Phobia: Loosing control, loosing herself to rage

Guilty Pleasures: Long naps

Hobbies: Writing, sparring, bird-watching

M O R A L S

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Sins: Wrath, Envy

Virtues: Chastity, Temperance

T H I S O R T H A T

Introvert / Extrovert

Organized / Disorganized

Close-minded / Open-minded

Calm / Anxious / Restless

Disagreeable / Agreeable / In between

Cautious / Reckless / In between

Patient / Impatient / In between

Outspoken / Reserved / In between

Leader / Follower / Flexible

Empathetic / Unempathetic / In between

Optimist / Pessimist / Realist

Traditional / Modern / In between

Hard-working / Lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

OTP: Hilde/Arueshalae

Acceptable Ships: Hilde/Aranka, Hilde/Seelah, Hilde/Nenio

OT3: Hilde/Arueshalae/Aranka (Aranka is also dating Wallflower and Thall separate from Hilde and Arue)

Brotp: Hilde/Woljif, Hilde/Ulbrig

(art not mine, this is just my general ref for her)

B A S I C S

Full name: Sakura Redpetal

Gender: Femme-leaning Non-binary

Sexuality: Pansexual (also a monsterfucker)

Pronouns: She/They

O T H E R

Family: Willow of Calm Reeds (adoptive mother)

Birthplace: Valashmai Jungle, Tian Xia

Job: Sacred prostitute

Phobia: Loneliness, persecution

Guilty Pleasures: Telling people off, violence

Hobbies: Gardening, reading

M O R A L S

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Sins: Lust, Gluttony

Virtues: Patience

T H I S O R T H A T

Introvert / Extrovert

Organized / Disorganized

Close-minded / Open-minded

Calm / Anxious / Restless

Disagreeable / Agreeable / In between

Cautious / Reckless / In between

Patient / Impatient / In between

Outspoken / Reserved / In between

Leader / Follower / Flexible

Empathetic / Unempathetic / In between

Optimist / Pessimist / Realist

Traditional / Modern / In between

Hard-working / Lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

OTP: Sakura/Camellia

Acceptable Ships: Sakura/Daeran, Sakura/Arueshalae, Sakura/Woljif Sakura/Vellexia (theres the crack ship)

OT3: Sakura/Camellia/Daeran

Brotp: Sakura/Wenduag, Sakura/Woljif

B A S I C S

Full name: Ethyn Roseveil

Gender: Cis Woman

Sexuality: Pansexual

Pronouns: She/Her

O T H E R

Family: Ayra Roseveil (Mother), Cathran Roseveil (Father), Adula Roseveil (Older Sister), Satinder Roseveil (Older Brother)

Birthplace: Vigil, Lastwall

Job: Artist, Paladin

Phobia: Loosing people she loves, having to kill

Guilty Pleasures: Sweets

Hobbies: Painting, Singing

M O R A L S

Alignment: Lawful Good

Sins: Pride

Virtues: Charity, Patience, Kindness

T H I S O R T H A T

Introvert / Extrovert

Organized / Disorganized

Close-minded / Open-minded

Calm / Anxious / Restless

Disagreeable / Agreeable / In between

Cautious / Reckless / In between

Patient / Impatient / In between

Outspoken / Reserved / In between

Leader / Follower / Flexible

Empathetic / Unempathetic / In between

Optimist / Pessimist / Realist

Traditional / Modern / In between

Hard-working / Lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

OTP: Ethyn/Nyrissa

Acceptable Ships: Ethyn/Valerie, Ethyn/Tristian, Ethyn/Linzi

OT3: Ethyn/Octavia/Regongar

Brotp: Ethyn/Nok-Nok

#ask meme #oc: hilde svalksdottir #oc: ethyn roseveil #oc: sakura redpetal #love doing these things and rotating my blorbos #now im thinking about the Hilde/Arue/Aranka polycule #maybe she and Aranka had a fling in Kenabres

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lizzy-calaxio · 6 months

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B A S I C S

Name: Elizabeth Frizzle (Calaxio after marriage)

Nicknames: Lizzy, Liz

Age: late twenties

Nameday: Third Astral moon, Fifth Sun

Race: Au Ra Raen

Gender: Female

Orientation: uhhhhhh

Profession: Psychology Expert and Therapist at Sharlayan (literally wrote several books about psychology), Adventurer

P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair: Shoulder length brown hair with light highlights (previously tied up black hair with red highlights - when she expends a tremendous amount of aether her hair becomes singed and gets red highlights again)

Eyes: Dark Red with bright red Limbal Ring

Skin: White

Tattoos/scars: A ley line symbol on her back, and an archon mark on her right ribs. Aether scarring coming from her ley line tattoo over her shoulders down her arms and ending at the top of her hands (my addition) Notable additional features: Her tail is longer/fatter than most au ra tails

F A M I L Y

Parents: Simon Frizzle (adoptive, deceased), Amandine Frizzle (adoptive, deceased), two currently unnamed but alive birth parents

Siblings: An older brother and two younger sisters

Grandparents: Unknown

In-laws and Other: All Sylphs (adopted Lizzy before the events of ARR but after her adoptive parents died Pets: A red panda named Tango, a kojin ray named Kishi, a Chocobo named Valerie, an alligator named Mr. Teeth, a Goobbue named Flowers

S K I L L S

Abilities: Due to an incident in the coils of bahamut, Lizzy is imbued with phoenix aether, if Lizzy dies she immediately gets resurrected along with everyone nearby to her - though the aether has to recharge after this. After 5 minutes, she becomes so exhausted she passes out. She also has exceptional skills at black magic due to the phoenix aether, and she has exceptional stealth abilities she picked up from the Sylphs

Hobbies: Reading, studying psychology, sparring with friends, finding creatures that will give her a good fight, climbing trees

T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Incredibly optimistic and energetic

Most Negative Trait: Can disappear for weeks on end if she gets stuck in a new library

L I K E S

Colors: Othard Blue

Smells: The smell of the sea, the smells of Little Solace

Textures: Moss

Drinks: Coffee (excessively: at least 15 cups per day)

O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes: Rarely

Drinks: Occasionally

Drugs: Yes

Mount Issuance: Kishi (ray), Valerie (Chocobo), Flowers (Goobbue), Herself (can turn into a phoenix)

Been Arrested: Yes, she got caught pickpocketing in the gridanian markets and was forced to become an adventurer to pay off her debt to society (how she starts ARR) Tagged by: @feathersage thank you c: you tagged me while I had the mental energy to do this, and I had a lot of fun with it c: Tagging: @sorceresslefay @asagao-uetsu @the-littlest-kojin @kharia-adarkim

#ffxiv #lizzy calaxio

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divinefqces · 2 months

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⭑ 1980’s names!

name master list ☀️ this list consists of (fem) names that were majorly popular during the 1980s. i will most likely be making a similar post to this eventually including sur names, if you have any suggestions you think would fit well in this list please lmk!

feminine

A ; amanda, ashley, amber, amy, angela, april, alicia, allison, alexandra, alexis, alyssa, anne, annie, angelica, angel, angeline, ana, audrey, aubrey, autumn

B ; brittany, britney, brittney, britanny, brandy, brandi, bianca, brooke, beth, brenda, barbara, bridget, bonnie, bonnabel

C ; christina, cristina, crystina, cristinna, christine, courtney, crystal, cindy, cyndi, cassandra, chelsea, catherine, cynthia, carrie, caitlin, caitlyn, cait, casey, candace, christy, colleen, carolyn, caroline, cassie, carla, claudia

D ; diana, dana, dawn, desiree, divine, destini, destiny, deanna, dominique, deborah, danielle, debbie

E ; elizabeth, emily, erin, eren, erika, erica, ebony, evangeline, elsie

F ; fallon, felicia, fern, francine, franchesca, faye, farrah, felicity, fiona, fiora, flora, freya, frey, frida, fatima, florence, frances

G ; gemma, gwen, gwenny, gabrielle, gabriella, gen, genevieve, genette, genesis, gem, georgina, giana, ginny, giselle, gina

H ; hannah, hazel, harriet, heather, hallie, hayley, hailey, holly, hope

I ; isley, ivy, imogen, isla

J ; jess, jessica, jessy, jessie, jessyca, jen, jenny, jenni, jennifer, jacqueline, jackie, jill, joanna, jaclyn, jaime, jamie, jordan, jordy, jordyn, jass, jas, jasmine, jasmin, jazz, jazzmin, jazzmine, jenna, jade, jayde

K ; krystal, kim, kym, kimberly, kymberly, katherine, kathryn, kathy, kat, katheryne, krystina, krys, kryssie, krissie, kristen, krysten, kristyn, katie, kate, kaitlyn, kaitlin, kathleen, katrina, kelsey, kara, kendra, kelly, kelli, kari, kourtney

L ; lydia, lindsey, lindsay, laura, lauren, loren, lauryn, latoya, leslie, les, lesley, leah, linda, lynda, laury, laurie, laurey, lori, latasha, liv, leigh-anne, lacey, lacy, laci

M ; maria, mariah, moriah, melissa, melyssa, michelle, michele, mychelle, mary, marie, monica, monyca, megan, meghan, megyn, megin, melanie, misty, margaret, molly, morgan, monique, miranda, melinda, marissa, meredith, merida, meagan, mallory

N ; nicole, nichole, nycole, nicol, natalie, natalia, nat, natasha, nancy, nina

O ; octavia, odette, odessa, olivia

P ; perrie, priscilla, patricia, pamela, payton, paige, paisley

Q ; quinn, quinnie, quinni, quincy, queenie, quen

R ; rachel, rachael, rachyl, rebecca, rebecka, rebekah, renee, reneé, regina

S ; sara, sarah, steph, stef, stefanie, stephanie, stefani, stephani, samantha, sam, shannon, sharon, stacey, stacie, staci, stacy, susan, susanne, susanna, sandra, sabrina, sheena, shauna

T ; trina, tiff, tiffany, tifany, tifaney, tiffaney, tiffani, tara, tracey, tracy, traci, tina, teresa, theresa, tara, tonya, tamara, tabitha, tasha, tammy, tamika, taylor

U ; unqiue

V ; vera, veronica, vanessa, victoria, vic, vickey, valerie, val

W ; willow, whitney, whit

X ; xandra

Y ; yasmine, yessica, yazzmin, yazzmine, yasmin

Z ; zara, zarley, zarlee, zarli, zarhlee. zoey, zoe

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jockpoetry · 4 months

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got tagged by @trentreznorgf (ty jackie <3) to do a playlist based off my playlist !

J - Just When I Thought by Jacob Banks O - Only If For A Night - Florence + The Machine C - Crash My Car - COIN K - Kawakawa by hanbee & woo! P - Patina - Cautious Clay O - Ofelia by Kiltro E - Et Studie i Overtænking by Hans Philip T - Two Hearts by Valerie June R - Raise Hell by Brandi Carlile Y - You Are Not Alone by Mavis Staples

tagging <3 whoever wants to! feel free to say i tagged you and go for it

#talkin to myself #paradise playlists

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aheathen-conceivably · 1 year

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Jumping on this bandwagon without being tagged because I always love combing through my iTunes library.

Pick a song for each letter of your URL 🎵

A - Almost Cut My Hair by Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young H - Hate Street Dialogue by Sixto Rodriguez E - Every Holiday by Mt. Joy A - Annie’s Song by John Denver (which I had to pick because it was my wedding song ❤️) T - Trouble by Cage The Elephant H - Hand Clapping Song by The Meters E - Eleanor Rigby by The Beatles N - Never Really Mine by The Lumineers C - Colors by The Black Pumas O - Ozma by Shannon & The Clams N - Norwegian Wood by The Beatles C - Catamaran by The Allah-Las E - The End by The Doors I - It’s Hard to Be a Saint in the City by Bruce Springsteen V - Valerie by Amy Winehouse A - All Along the Watchtower by Jimi Hendrix B - Babe I’m Gonna Leave You by Led Zeppelin L - Let’s Live by Aaron Neville Y - You Can’t Always Get What You Want by The Rolling Stones

I tag whoever sees this and would like to do it! Especially since I wasn't tagged myself! Have fun ya'll 💕

#goodness gracious my URL is long 😂#also lots of the same letters?#but oh well #time to go listen to some tunes now 🎧#and yes I do have the music taste of a grandpa

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substantial-gains · 8 months

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@meatymidnightmultiverse

"Why don't you do the intro for our fat fetish degenerates at home, Serena? You're way better at being bubbly and energetic with this type of shit..."

Pies: On the table.

Hands: Tied behind back.

Streaming collab: Officially about to be started!~

Who would have guessed Valerie of all people would come out of her shell and suggest a pie-eating contest collab with the blonde?

"YOU OWE ME FOR THIS, FATASS!!"

She also wrapped her little sister Satsuki into helping with the pie-slinging and camera work, but she'll be compensated. With pie-

#meatymidnightmultiverse #o/c: valerie #o/c: satsuki

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raibloomsnaffiee · 4 months

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cottagecore/flowercore/spring/summer aesthetic films!

this is from film-grab.com to choose photos your fav films you want! 💐🌾🌼🌷🧺🥖💦 🫧🏕🏖⛵️🏝🌿🌴

there is a link!

pahr

the v***** s********

m**** a*********

legend

ophElia

h******* c********

valErie and her week of wonders

le bonHeUr

black o******

emma.

little women

muStaNg

aftersun

a room with a view

kiki's delivery service

black moon

thanks i make this film aesthetic soon!

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chibipwincess · 5 months

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ʚ THE KAWAII PROJECT ɞ

⁞ ୨୧ ‣Lashes by BUNNYBOX :: puppysnuggle eyelashes @TheKawaiiProject

⁞ ୨୧ ‣Matcha by .SugarBun.Strawberry Matcha Drink @TheKawaiiProject

⁞ ୨୧ ‣Nails by HAUS x VOID // Pity Party // Stilletto @TheKawaiiProject

ʚ THE KAWAII PROJECT ɞ

Bodysuit by Loki - Aurora Gentle Bodysuit @Kustom9

Skirt by Loki - Valerie Bow Skirt @Equal10

────── °. 「 e x t r a ◦ i n f o r m a t i o n 」 .° ──────

── G e n e t i c s

‣ Head: LeLUTKA Briannon Head 3.1 .

‣ Shape: . Yubbi . // Personal Shape .

‣Skin: Heaux.

‣ Eyes: s0ng.

‣ Blush: Cake Inc. + [Utopia]

‣ Body: eBODY - REBORN

‣ Hair: VCO ~ JOANA Hair

── N o t ◦ s p o n s o r s

Cropsweater: Lunar - Tess Shrug + Elune. Ava Sweater's strawberries

Stockings: princsaz - Taiga Stirrupz v5 [Latex]

Waist band: Insomnia Angel . rib string belt

#3d model #secondlife #second life #second life blog #second life blogger #nonsims #sl

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abr · 6 months

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Polizia segreta istituita dal governo zarista nel 1881, fu la Ochrana a commissionare i “Protocolli dei Savi di Sion”, un presunto piano per la conquista del pianeta che sarebbe stato elaborato al primo Congresso sionista di Basilea del 1897, in realtà fabbricato rielaborando vari materiali (da Sergej Aleksandrovič Nilus, autore di vari testi di devozione ortodossa) .

(...) Pubblicati per la prima volta nel 1903, furono dichiarati fasulli da un tribunale svizzero trent’anni dopo. Ma tuttora sono molto diffusi e presi sul serio a livello ufficiale in vari paesi islamici (...). E girano anche in vari ambienti (anti) occidentali (...). Da noi sono stati conosciuti soprattutto a partire da una edizione del 1937, con una singolare introduzione di Julius Evola, secondo cui sarebbero stati falsi nella forma ma veri nella sostanza (...).

119 anni dopo, (d)all’Ochrana (...) (alla) Cheka, Gpu, Nkvd, Kgb, Fsb. (C)ome ad esempio è stato il tedesco ad aver dato al mondo la parola blitz, lo spagnolo golpe, l’inglese intelligence, il portoghese per mediazione boera commando o l’italiano fascismo, dal russo abbiamo preso la parola disinformatija (...).

La storia che l’Aids lo avevano fabbricato gli americani fu passata dal Kgb al giornale indiano filo-sovietico Patriot, che lo pubblicò la prima volta nel 1983. Ma venne sostanzialmente ignorata fino a quando, nell’ottobre del 1985, non fu rilanciata dalla Literaturnaya Gazeta, e poi potenziata da una relazione di Jacob Segal, un biofisico informatore della Stasi tedesco orientale. Non c’erano ancora internet e i social, ma bastarono giornali popolari inglesi (...) per diffonderla ai quattro venti. Nel 1987 (...) l’Urss ammise formalmente che era una balla, ma ormai nel Terzo Mondo aveva fatto ulteriore strada (...).

L’Urss nel 1992 cessò di esistere, e (...) nel 1996 venne istituita la Fsb. L’anno dopo esce “Osnovy geopolitiki: geopoliticheskoe budushchee Rossii”: “Fondamenti di geopolitica - Il futuro della Russia”. Adottato come libro di testo dall’Accademia militare russa, lo firma Aleksandr Dugin, un intellettuale misticheggiante e studioso del citato Julius Evola (...).

In qualche modo, la “quarta teoria politica” da Dugin teorizzata per “andare oltre le teorie politiche classiche della modernità” (...). “La quarta teoria politica è antiliberale, anticomunista e antifascista allo stesso tempo” (in realtà è solo ferocemente antiliberale e nazional-socialista, cioè sintesi statalista nazimao, ndr), e allo spirito dei Protocolli si richiama chiaramente (diluendo) l’antisemitismo in un più ampio antioccidentalismo. (...)

Oltre all’ideologia, però, in questo libro in particolare Dugin propone una strategia, che aggiorna il repertorio zarista e sovietico all’epoca della rete. (L'uso di) strumenti asimmetrici: disinformazione, sovversione, guerra politica. Un concetto tipicamente da Ventesimo secolo come quello di competizione asimmetrica, (...) è messo assieme alle idee del generale Valery Gerasimov su come condurre la guerra nel XXI secolo. Risultato: “Una pratica non lineare di competere con l’Occidente solo nelle aree in cui la Russia si trova in vantaggio”. E la prima di esse era quella dell’informazione, per via del sistema autoritario che mette la Russia relativamente al riparo dalle contromosse dell’altra parte.

Però da qui (il rischio di ) una escalation fuori controllo, su cui poi il Cremlino avrebbe avuto gravissimi problemi a tornare indietro (causando la dipendenza dalla Cina, ndr). E qua stiamo.

via https://www.ilfoglio.it/esteri/2022/03/19/news/l-antica-tradizione-russa-di-manipolare-le-informazioni-e-diffonderle-3823233/

Maurizio Stefanini datato e pur abbondantemente depurato dal tifo da stadio demogradigo (le curvesud so' opposte ma tutte uguali), cmq. utile per evidenziare gli evidenti, rozzi FLAWS concettuali del fronte che in occidente si dichiari anti occidentale, gettando il bambino assieme all'acqua sporca ("bei pirla", cit. Feltri).

[Per inciso, rassicuriamo Stefanini: la Russa ANELA a trovare una way out dal dispendioso e totalizzante casino alla Saddam Hussein in cui s'è cacciata, ma come tutto il resto, non dipende più dalla Russia, potenza oramai solo (macro-)regionale. Dipende dagli Usa: sarà sufficiente attendere la cacciata di Biden a fine anno e ci siamo.]

Testimonianza concreta di come un SANO COMPLOTTISMO, quello anti autoritario anti derive culturali anti degrado, debba porre dubbi e metter sotto al microscopio TUTTI i tentativi di manipolazione collettiva collettivista. La stella polare: sospettare quando si sente puzza di autoritarismo statalista, di ogni specie: sia Deep State Dem. che satrapia orientale.

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