#pristin 101

[hollabissh]

[rotzaprachim]

Much observed but also highly entertaining the extent that fundies are worse at every discernible “home making” skill than many a group that they claim to be part of the Them group keeping women from their true roll as home makers

[dallahae]

[residueofsomething]

Guide to K-pop: From Trainee to Post-Disbandment Part.2.1

Things no one really saw coming until it was too late are re-debuts and early disbandments: Debut is a monumental moment in an idol trainee’s life. So it disbandment and the occasional prospective re-debut. There is a lot that goes into the works of debuting an idol and an idol group. Expenses, investments, contracts, networking, company establishments, personal lives, school lives, business…

[bigkpopstan]

I hate that it’s difficult to keep up with cpop artists bc there’s one that I would love to keep around from the idol producer season 1 days and it’s just so hard to keep up with them 😭

[clonewarsahsoka]

I think some deeply evil powers is behind making soyeon the most employed pd 101 girlie

[dotster001]

Househusband Au HC'S

Summary:Crewel/Crowley/Vil/Rook/Malleus/Idia x gn!reader

Requested by @stygianoir

A/N: my tag list is still packed so hopefully you guys find this 😂

CW:sus gardener Rook, discussions of Idia's depression and fear of death, but I think that's it

Part Two. Part Three

Most well dressed parent at the PTA meeting. Puts everyone to shame, and makes all the other parents and teachers jealous.

Cooks five star meals exclusively , and makes sure you get your proper intake of nutrients. He can't have his favorite pup lacking in proper nutrition!

One hundred percent coordinates your outfits for you everyday. You're the best dressed worker, all because your husband hand sews you outfits designed to blow the competition out of the water.

Pretends he's not snuggly, until nighttime, then he gets pouty. He'll be aggressively folding laundry, and not speaking to you until you come to bed and let him hold you.

You own twelve dogs. Each dog has an individual diet it is on, that is hand made by him everyday. He knows exactly what every dog needs, and makes sure to memorize what each dog needs.

If you want kids, you will adopt/birth at least three. He likes a full house. Majored in alchemy before he settled down as your househusband, and is more than happy to tutor not just your kids, but also their friends, in alchemy.

Sings like Roger from 101 dalmatians because I said so. Also he plays the piano like him. Because I said so. I'm weak okay!

They say he had an illustrious career as a model, then he met you. That's only half true though. He was planning on retiring anyway, and just happened to meet you around that time. He likes to let the tabloids believe it was all your fault. It makes him laugh. Vil Schoenheit bows to no one! Now drink your smoothie!

Healthy meals constantly. He somehow managed to make them all taste good though. It's a little suspicious honestly…what does he put in that smoothie? You never liked smoothies for breakfast before…

He likes to do your nightly routine for you. It's his love language. At 7 pm sharp, he clears his throat, and gestures for you to sit down. Then he brushes out your hair, does your skin care routine, dresses you in pajamas, and tucks you in, making sure to give you a kiss on the forehead before he joins you.

If you aren't home in time for your nightly routine, he goes to bed early, turned away from your side of the bed. He will not speak to you, even though you know full well he is awake. He knows deep down it's not your fault, but he has simmering rage and no one else to take it out on.

That said, when you do fight (which you do a lot) he'll storm out before he can be particularly nasty. But you'll wake up to a single rose on the pillow next to you, and a new pair of shoes to wear to work.

You have one fluffy white cat, or one child. It's one or the other in Vil's pristine house. This isn't a barn, for seven's sake.

Cooks, cleans, gardens…. he's made for this life. You don't even know where he gets the time for it.

Rook prides himself on having the best garden in the neighborhood. Your neighbors asked him what fertilizer he used, and he wrapped an arm around you and giggled about how it was "the most organic around". Considering the last time you had to do laundry there were red stains on his clothes, you choose not to ask questions.

If you have kids, there are three of them, each two years apart. He makes the perfect paper bag lunches for them everyday, with little french notes in them (raising bilingual kids in this family). As he drops them off at school he kisses each one on the top of the head, and jovially waves them off.

You have two dogs that he takes hunting with him on his solo weekends (they aren't often, because he can barely stand to part from you!) But you also have a rabbit. He gave it your name, and likes to tease you by saying how he "caught his lapin" and never saying whether he's referring to you or the rabbit.

Another one who makes sure you look your best at work. But his favorite thing is when you forget your lunch, and he "has" to bring it to work for you. This is when he is at his most dressed up, and your outfits compliment eachother the most. He loves the gazes of envy that come his way as he kisses you and hands you your lunch.

When he's not doing chores at break neck speed, he wants you to either be in his arms, or him in yours. He doesn't care which! Please, his poor heart needs you!

Trust fund baby. Born rich, then married you. Tried to convince you not to work, but you wanted to, for whatever reason, so he "allows" it. (Who is he kidding? He could never deny you anything, what a simp) he sulks all day though, moping like a lovesick teen until you come home. Heaven forbid you forget something and have to come back in before you actually left, because he has your boss on speed dial, and will call you in sick. Oh, you just left your wallet? Too late, he assumed you had fallen ill and had chosen to stay home with him! 

He's a little clueless on cooking and household chores (Lilia is no help) but he tries! Boy does he try! And it's not half bad. Not stellar, but not bad. You've only gotten food poisoning once, and he's only ever burnt a hole in two of your shirts with an iron.

Loves to serenade you with his violin on special occasions. You know the evening is going to be wonderful when he pulls it out. Oftentimes, it's a song he wrote for you, and sometimes he even sings along.  His deep timbre will often have you so relaxed that you start to drift off. He's fine with that! More time to cuddle!

Speaking of, he starts the night out by laying on his side of the bed, and by the end of the night he is wrapped around you like a koala. He also gets very hot at night. You often don't need a blanket. You asked him about it once, and he said something about "draconic internal temperature regulation", whatever the fuck that means.

You had to put him on a budget because he buys you every shiny thing he sees. He always goes over budget, and always insists it's the last time and it will never happen again. This, friends, is what we call a lie.

He's only a househusband in name, really. He still has an income/job in the form of streaming and YouTube videos. But he stays at home, and likes it when you call him your househusband. He gets all blushy and smiley. He likes the idea of being the one you look forward to coming home to.

Ortho lives with you both, obviously. And he does all the cooking and cleaning. But he and Idia have an unspoken agreement that if you ask, he helped too.

Calls you at work at least once a day. It's always during your lunch break though, so that you can "eat lunch together" You know his mental health difficulties are acting up if he calls you more than once though.You don't have to come home, he'll be alright, he just needs to hear your voice.

His stream only knows you as player 2. When you get back from work, he'll say "Oh player 2 just got home!" And get so excited. He'll run off stream to give you a kiss, and won't come back until you remind him he's streaming. His followers have been there through the whole progression of your relationship, and despite not knowing what you look like, and only hearing your voice off screen every once in a while, they adore Gloomy Samurai and Player 2.

You always have two cats at a time, usually the ones at the shelter or humane society that are bonded or siblings. He doesn't want to separate a family, and also gets nervous about the inevitability of death. So you always have two cats. That way if something happens you always have one.

Yes. You get him to start telehealth therapy, and medication. Why do you ask?

He tries, bless his heart. His cooking is not bad, but his cleaning skills are subpar. To be honest, he's not cut out for the househusband life, but you've heard horror stories about how he handled his previous jobs. So for the sake of the world, you do your best to ensure he stays here.

"He's so generous" 🙄 Any time he goes a little bit above what you expected from him, he drops that line. A particularly good dessert? How generous. He actually folded laundry today? So magnanimous. But it hurts his pride if you don't agree, and you married him for some reason, right?

He has an allowance, and usually spends all of it. Sometimes it's gifts for you, but a lot of times it's for him. Which, it's his allowance, so that's fine. But he buys the weirdest stuff and doesn't use it. It just sits around your home.

If you have to work on something on the home computer, good luck to you. Home is for loving him, not working! He'll slip into your lap, give you a sexy pout, and start caressing your cheek, and tracing shapes into your neck. Then he'll start talking about how you're neglecting him, just put the work away and come cuddle with him. 

Where he shines though, is if you guys end up with kids. He's a surprisingly good father, making sure they all are clean, safe, and well fed. He helps with homework, and is surprisingly good at it, he's good at seeing what their needs are, he knows immediately when one of the kids is sick, and is at the doctor right away… you don't know where these skills came from. But the second the kids are in bed, he's back to being your needy husband.

[sports-on-sundays]

ER / MV1

Summary: Max x girlfriend!reader - Max won't leave your side. 101% fluff.

Warnings: hospital room, mention of injury

Requested?: No.

"Y/n, are you okay?"

Your eyes blink open dazedly, trying to make out the worried face looking down at you against the bright immaculate hospital ceiling. "Max?"

He strokes your cheek, repeating, "Are you okay? How are you feeling?"

But you just smile. "Max. You came."

"Of course I did!" he says, sitting down next to your pristine white hospital bed, smoothing the sheets over you a bit.

You blink in surprise as you get a better look at him, still in his white fireproofs and race hat. His face glistens with sweat, and you murmur groggily, "Did you come straight from the race...?"

"Of course I did. And the f*cking team didn't even tell me about you until I got out of the car! I don't even know what happened to you, I rushed here so quick!"

You smile sleepily. "Messed up my leg pretty bad."

He nods. "It's propped up? Do you remember what happened?"

"Can you stop worrying so much?" you murmur, your eyebrows crinkling together.

"I just want to make sure you're okay," he says gentler.

"I'm in a hospital bed, Max. I'm as okay as I'm going to be. But you worrying so much is just stressing me out."

"Oh... I- Sorry. I'll be quiet about that for now. As long as you're not in pain?" he asks, giving your hand a squeeze.

You chuckle softly. "Feel kind of woozy, so I'm assuming they gave me medication for that. I don't even remember," you yawn.

A shadow of a small smile appears on Max's lips as he watches you. He gently sweeps some hair from your forehead as you continue, "And about your team not telling you about me until you finished the race, don't be mad at Christian about that. If anything, be mad at me."

Now Max looks completely and utterly confused. "Sorry?"

You smile softly. "I told them not to tell you. I knew you'd forfeit your race for me, and I didn't want that for you. I knew I'd be okay for a while. But now," you let out a little relieved sigh, "I'm so glad you're here with me."

Max stares in surprise, before saying, giving your hand a rub, "You didn't have do. I hope to-"

"-win the world championship again anyway. I know. But it's still important. You did win, right?"

He nods slowly. "Yeah... Yes, I did. Didn't even get on the podium, though."

"You didn't?" you ask, immediately feeling guilty. "Max, you-"

"-always get to stand on that top step. I'm not going to spray champagne while you're laying in a hospital bed, all by yourself, without me."

"Won't you get in trouble or something?"

He shrugs, "I don't care. You're more important, okay? You're just stressing yourself out. You don't have to feel guilty about having a freak accident- it happens sometimes, and you can't really help it."

You sniff a little, murmuring, "Thanks for taking care of me."

"Thanks for being the best girlfriend."

You relax your head back on the pillow, murmuring, "Well, tell me about the race."

As you listen to him talk, you begin to doze a bit, and soon are fast asleep. A bit later, though, you groggily blink your eyes up to see Max, leaning forward from the wooden hospital chair, resting his head next to you, his eyes shut and his face relaxed.

You're not sure if he's asleep or not, but he's certainly adorable. You smile and cuddle closer to him, shutting your eye again and wrapping your arm weakly around him. "I'm so lucky to have you," you murmur.

If he responds, you don't know, because you're fast asleep once again, just glad to have your boy there with you, next to you.

[alta1red]

EDEN. | 𝑰𝑴𝑨𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑬 II. Your very presence,

𝑺𝒀𝑷𝑵𝑶𝑺𝑰𝑺 : THE HAZBIN HOTEL CAST AND THEIR OPINION OF YOU.

𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 : ( None that I'm aware of, although do inform me if I missed something ! )

𝑷𝑻 : II

♪

" Well.. Uh, Eden ! I can happily say you've got the job ! " Charlie happily announced, seemingly overflowing with excitement, observing the pep in her step as she walked towards you —she took your hands in hers as she shook it with vigorous energy.

" I'm so happy you joined us, here at Hazbin Hotel ! "

— Bingo, just what you needed to hear from the 'Little Morningstar' Herself. After all, your resume was damn near flawless, ( although erasing abit of your lore, like, you being an important figure up in the clouds ! ) Denying such a resume would be an utter loss the hotel of course !

— The hard part, however, is pretending to be a Sinner —And while sure you're not exactly a Saint, you've been drilled with proper manners, and overly kiss-ass behavior from Michael's, " How to be a proper Angel 101, " Lessons.

— Working as a gardener was easy in the long run, you've been taking care of plants for millennia — Although you could say a little One-Eyed Darling is abit iffy with the soil you had staining and dirtying your uniform, and well.. the dirt in general, but ! You were of course polite, being a dirty slob was incredibly embarrassing !

— So, just to ease Niffty you kept the dirt, soil, and grime all In the outside. ( Exception is the dirt, soil, and grime in the flower pots.. ) You often lead her to bug species that were harmful to your plants, finding amusement as she ruthlessly, and painstakingly kills their mother's. Maybe Charlie should say that she's only 75% percent harmless ?

— Your relationship with the Daughter of the Morningstar was, peaceful, maybe? You often let her rant to you about mundane stuff, finding her little shows and musicals, ballad's and all the such abit endearing, often leading you to follow the rhythm, and tapping your finger along to the beat as she sings, ( although you never joined such activities, ) You notice alot of her quirks, like her using hand gestures, her mushing out on a few words, ( and how she's abit naïve to how some of the residences -sinners, ehem, if not most of them were rather unredeemable. )

— She often reminded you of a certain Seraphim from up there, their resemblance being uncanny, but nostalgic. And due to you getting used to the Seraphim's personality you found it relatively easy to get along with Charlie, your day to day chats, and her suggestions for flowers were a delight, ( Let's hope she doesn't find out a few of the flowers she suggested, and you planted, don't belong in Hell. )

— She thinks that you're reliable, and a very comforting person to be around —She truly believes you deserve to be redeemed with how righteous and charitable you act, she considers you a sister, a person she can rely on when things go south, someone to have sibling conversation's with !

— Although, her girlfriend —Angel in disguise, hehe. You noticed Vaggie held a tense atmosphere around you, not that you minded, you were new, and 'Sinners' aren't exactly to be trusted, but you both kept a respectful and polite attitude towards eachother, in respect of Charlie.

— As time passed however Vaggie found you oddly nostalgic, your behavior.. and your mannerisms were too 'pristine' and 'polished' almost as if you'd been drilled with lessons for so long, or, maybe Vaggie was just imagining it, you held an aura which screamed 'Noble' in some way, but with the way you carried yourself..

— Vaggie had to just be imagining when she saw Blue Blood drip down from your finger, right?

— Now, moving on to Alastor; he was polite to all the ladies in the Hotel ( Including you, ) however you always notice how his shadows linger longer than they're supposed to, ( Is he watching ? ) He held a dignified aura within him, his voice —Static, that's what you could hear, and if you didn't pay much attention maybe you would've missed how there was a laughing track, only heard if you payed more attention than you should.

— Your first meeting with him, was.. well, eerie.

— " Alastor'— He grabbed your hand and shook it, the action causing you to tumble abit, before gaining composure —' Pleasure to be meeting you dear, quite a pleasure ! " He greeted, giving you his all too famous never ending smile. You smiled back politely, and then said, " Eden.. Although you could call m— nevermind, I'm the new gardener, honor to meet you Sir ! " You gave back the same energy, it's impolite to not too after all.

— Alastor enjoys your modest fashion, and how polite you are, quite a darling ! ( He doesn't like you. )

— For Angel Dust's opinion however.. A prude, with a clean streak ( how'd ya even end up in hell with such a goody-goody personality ? ) Sure Toot's, everyone has their own secrets but being so mysterious in a place like Hell ? Might aswell just be open with your crimes and all, not like anyone has the ability to judge ( Hell is Hell, )

— Although your company ain't too bad, after all —You give 'hella good advice, however he recognizes that look on your face —You're hidin' something big-time, and even then with your reckless and ditzy actions he KNOWS you aren't tryna' hide it at all.

— Husk.. He pays zero mind to you, often having chats some nights when you go for a swig- or -two, you were cryptic —In a different way, unlike a certain Smiles for Day's. You weren't eerie, neither creepy, just too secretive, everyone's knows it.

— Husk knows how Alastor feels about you, and to be honest, it ain't pretty. Consider how he knows about Alastor's certain feelings about someone being far more powerful, being petty, and all.

— But how much longer until everyone knows how deep of an entity you actually are?

FIN.

[cursedbyastro]

BEAUTY ASTEROID PERSONA CHARTS PT. 1

© cursedbyastro 2022 - all rights reserved

looking into these asteroid persona charts can show your type of beauty or how your beauty might look. remember that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. these are only a few asteroids that can symbolize beauty. there are many more. so sit back and enjoy.

PTAH (5011) (conjunct my mars & venus in my natal chart) : ptah is an ancient egyptian deity, the god of craftsmen and architects. ptah is associated with creation and craftsmanship, elements that can relate to the concept of creating beauty or appreciating the beauty in artistry. It gives the vibe that everything it touches is beautiful as well as symbolizing one's innate ability to manifest ideas into reality or the power of intention and thought in shaping one's life.

BELLA (695) : this asteroid shares its name with the Italian word for "beautiful." this asteroid represents the idea of aesthetic beauty and attraction. it relates to physical appearance as well as an appreciation for artistic and visual expressions of beauty

HELENA (101) (conjunct my ascendant & jupiter in my natal chart) : the name "helena" is unmistakably linked to helen of troy from ancient greek mythology. helen is one of the most famous figures associated with beauty, often referred to as "the face that launched a thousand ships." this asteroid symbolizes the supreme/pinnacle of physical beauty and allure, or where one shines most brilliantly in terms of attractiveness. but it also symbolizes beauty with consequences as her beauty is both a blessing and a curse.

HERA (103) (conjunct my saturn in my natal chart) : as the queen of the gods, hera's beauty was one of regality and power. named after the greek goddess of marriage and family, this asteroid is associated with the idealized image of feminine beauty, particularly in a marital context. yet, her beauty is also associated with jealousy and vengeance, especially concerning her husband zeus's infidelities. hera's beauty is multifaceted: it embodies the allure of a queen, but also the pride and wrath of a woman wronged.

APHRODITE (1388) (conjunct my mars) : named after the greek goddess of love and beauty, this asteroid embodies themes of attraction, allure, and physical beauty. originating from the foam of the sea, aphrodite's birth itself is a tale of beauty. As the embodiment of love and desire, her beauty wasn't just physical; it had the power to enthrall gods and mortals alike. It's interesting to note that aphrodite had a magic girdle that could make anyone fall in love with its wearer, further emphasizing her power over desire and beauty.

NYMPHE (875) (conjunct my venus) : this asteroid symbolizes the spirits of nature often depicted as beautiful, ethereal beings in various mythologies. it represents a natural, enchanting kind of beauty and connection to the environment. nymphe is tied to the pristine beauty of nature, natural beauty, and innocence. this asteroid can point to a person's relationship with the natural world and their ability to find beauty in simple things.

PSYCHE (16) (conjunct my venus & mars in my natal chart) : in greek mythology, psyche was a mortal woman of extraordinary beauty. psyche's beauty was so great that it invoked the jealousy of aphrodite herself. this asteroid represents the soul, and its connection to beauty is often interpreted as the beauty that emanates from within, reflecting one's inner world, inner beauty, and spiritual essence

SIRENE (1009) (conjunct my south node & pluto) : this asteroid is named after the sirens of greek mythology, often depicted as seductive creatures known for their enchanting voices. this asteroid relates to the allure, captivating, and magnetic quality of beauty, emphasizing the power of attraction and its potential effects as well as creative/artistic abilities. It also indicated beauty with a dual nature, seductive yet dangerous.

this is just part one, and many more asteroids can symbolize beauty/certain types of beauty so don't be worried if these asteroids don't make any aspects in your natal chart/or have few aspects/significance in your persona charts of these asteroids. beauty is in the eye of the beholder as we know it. again, thank you for readings as always. please leave feedback below as to what you think of this post or just personal experience. all is welcomed. stay cursed, riri ✬

[nanabansama]

Who Hurt Amane

I recently got an ask about this topic! And I feel I've been pretty vocal lately about who I think did it. My opinion isn't new or unique, but because of this ask I wanted to lay out the facts to explore other possibilities and also reinforce why I think it is who I think it is.

So without further ado, let's list out the facts.

1. Amane has been getting injured since first year.

Tsuchigomori makes it pretty clear in Chapter 13 that Amane has been covered in injuries that "never go away" since first year, among other things like having no friends and skipping class.

Most can agree that Amane wasn't being abused as a toddler (post-Tsukasa's return) or at the Tanabata festival. He does not show any particularly concerning signs of a child who is being abused or bullied, and his bare skin shows no sign of injury. I think that rules out Amane being abused his entire life, or at least not as severely as he was during his second year of middle school.

We've seen Amane at two different points during his first year, though, and neither had him visibly injured. Those being his and Tsukasa's middle school entrance ceremony and during the 1968 school festival.

I feel it safe to assume that the physical abuse hadn't yet started at these points in time. (though considering Amane's dour attitude at the festival I wouldn't be super surprised if he's hiding scars...)

Also, remember that Tsuchigomori would have to notice these injuries, so I'm going to rule out the possibility that Tsuchigomori could skirt by on technicality just because Amane is hiding injuries on his legs or chest. Tsuchigomori wouldn't normally be able to see hidden cuts and bruises, so I believe he must have started noticing Amane is being injured sometime later in his first year. Remember, Amane still has about ~6 months worth of time to obtain visual injuries. That's a lot of time left.

We can at least confirm that Amane has no friends and skips class, though. Or at least see the beginnings of this. In Chapter 101, Amane confirms he has little to no involvement with the school play his class and Tsukasa are putting on and instead chooses to focus on fixing the clock. There's also a bonus comic where Amane calls out how peculiar it is that Tsukasa has so many friends while Amane doesn't.

It should only be a matter of time before we start seeing him covered in cuts, too.

2. Tsukasa isn't injured.

This one's a little harder to prove, but bear with me here.

We've had a few opportunities to see the twins during the murder suicide.

Here's Amane after stabbing Tsukasa:

And here's Tsukasa's body below Amane's in the same chapter that the above image was posted on Twitter to promote:

Take note of how pristine Tsukasa's arm looks: We get such a clear view of it, and yet all we see is a bit of blood splatter. I've seen this image dismissed before because Amane's arm is also missing his bandage (note how his right arm is bandaged in the art before this) but I still think this is substantial evidence to support the idea that Tsukasa wasn't injured like Amane was.

And if that's not enough for you, I have something else for you to consider:

This is Hanako in The Hell of Mirrors, a place whose mirrors reflect your greatest fears.

I've seen many people remain unconvinced that the character in the mirror is Tsukasa, thinking it must be Amane himself. And I can understand where they're coming from--why shouldn't he fear Amane? He's his old living self, the volatile one that committed the crime of murdering his little brother. That, and it's a mirror--why wouldn't it reflect the person inside?

So let's compare the face in the mirror with Amane's face.

Notice how the face has zero bandages. Amane has one on his left cheek, one above his right eyebrow, and one on the right side of his neck. The figure in the mirror has no bandages, not even on his arms.

This on top of the fact that I believe his little brother's dead body makes far more sense for Amane to fear than his own. If Amane himself is supposed to be his greatest fear, it makes more sense if it was him actually committing the murder, rather than his body on the floor after committing suicide. From what I understand of Amane, that would fill him with more disgust and self-hatred than anything.

So in conclusion, I either think that 1.) Tsukasa wasn't being physically abused, 2.) that he happened to stop being injured in the days leading up to the murder, or 3.) that if he did have injuries that they were in non-visible places. My default is that he wasn't, though.

And this leads us to...

3. Amane forgives them

Amane fully understands that his injuries aren't normal. That even in the cases that injuries like his could be justified, that his might not be. Regardless, he forgives it. He's allowing this to happen to him, and he refuses to tell Tsuchigomori the details.

After witnessing this, Nene comes up with the theory that Amane could be getting bullied, but if that were the case, I don't see why he would forgive some random bullies. The fact that Amane forgives them for their crime against him is an impactful moment! The chapter ends on it, even.

I believe the fact that Amane forgives this is crucial to understanding who did it.

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While we don't know Amane's full backstory yet, given what we know so far, I think the only two possibilities are either Tsukasa or their mom. And frankly, I think it would be weird for us to know as much about Amane as we do now and have the person injuring him be someone we haven't even met yet. Not impossible, no, but you'd think they'd be more important to his life if Amane forgives them, right?

Let me argue against the idea that it's his mother, as well. The injuries started in first year, not when he was a child. By all means, Amane seemed to be an average child up until middle school. Take note of his appearance during the 1964 Tanabata festival, when he was 8. The only really concerning things we saw were a lack of parental supervision and the fact that he was disappointed his brother wouldn't spend time at the festival with him.

In fact, we've seen very little of their mom, with the most damning evidence against her being when she rejected Tsukasa as her child after taking him to a shrine to be exorcised. Other than this, we've seen no evidence that she could be hitting her children. I personally find it weird that she would only start hitting them in middle school, if she is the cause of all this. And only Amane, at that. (I will admit I find it odd that her son getting injured didn't concern her to the point that his teacher had to step in, though.)

I also need to stress that we haven't seen Amane interact with or mention his mom since he was 4. Tsukasa's relationship with their mother is much more important to the story than Amane's. But who has Amane interacted with? Whose relationship with Amane is very important to the story?? (hint: it's Tsukasa)

Unfortunately, I don't actually know why Tsukasa is hurting him. We know so little, it's still possible it isn't him. But we also haven't seen Amane interact with Tsukasa during the time period in which we know he was being injured. This seems... intentional, to me. As if Tsukasa were somehow involved, in one way or another.

Something to consider, though, is that Amane was being injured around the time he turned thirteen. The 1968 school festival is only about two months before his 13th birthday. Thanks to Kou, we know that Tsukasa knows Amane is going to kill him and commit suicide when he turns thirteen. I'm not necessarily saying that this is why Tsukasa would have hurt him, but it's interesting, to say the least.

Anyway, this last part is a lot of conjecture, so I've separated it from what I view as actual facts about the person hurting Amane. But what do you all think?

[gallifreyinstituteforlearning]

How to avoid falling for Faction Paradox Propaganda and Time Lord (both, the Great Houses and the House Military) Propaganda?

How do I avoid falling for Faction Paradox propaganda?

Here's your unofficial guide to not falling for the mind-bending tricks of Faction Paradox:

🧠 Question Everything: Remember, Faction Paradox members love a good mind twist. When confronted with their spiel, ask yourself, "would believing this make me want to wear a skull mask and dance around bonfires?" If yes, double-check the source.

📚 History Is Your BFF: Gallifrey's past is more tangled than Rapunzel, but if you can, try and learn a little lore to sniff out when someone's trying to rewrite the history books to their liking.

🤝 Embrace the Echo Chamber... Not: Break free, human! Listen to the Time Lord's ramblings, read the undergraduate's dissertations, and even listen to that guy in the corner muttering about "the end of time." Diverse opinions are the antidote to brainwashing.

🕵️ Emotions - The Sneaky Culprit: Beware when the Faction starts playing an emotional tune. If you find yourself tearing up or burning with rage at their tales, it's time to get outta there.

🔍 Temporal Jargon Bingo: "Frozen in time" and "paradoxes" sound cool to lesser lifeforms, but if you can play bingo with their jargon, it's propaganda.

🚫 Indoctrination - Not Today, Satan: If your new Faction Paradox pals start insisting their way is the only way, it's time to go.

🛡️ Psychic Defense 101: If you're psychically inclined, remember to keep those mental shields up.

Time Lords and Great Houses

We shall not be offering any reply to the question of propoganda in Time Lords. Time Lords are paragons of virtue led by the infallible Rassilon, making Gallifreyan narratives pristine and unblemished. When Rassilon speaks, it's poetry, a symphony of truth that resonates through the vortex. Rassilon's hallowed words are absolutely not propaganda, and we know this, because Rassilon said so.

Related:

What are the top ten Houses for weird biology?: How Houses affect biological traits in Gallifreyan society, ranked by weirdness.

What benefits of Time Lord biology does a fully initiated member of House Paradox gain upon initiation?: Biological advantages for those of Faction Paradox.

Factoid: How do Gallifreyan Houses influence abilities and traits?

Hope that helped! 😃

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[eomayas]

ninety • dks

pairing: kyungsoo x f!reader

genre: angst, fluff. not a soulmate AU

synopsis: no matter how much you break his heart unknowingly, he can’t resist you. OR, kyungsoo sees right through the reader and ignores all of her red flags

warnings: mentions of alcohol, toxic behavior

a/n: mildly self indulgent! just been listening to ‘ninety’ by jaden smith lately and wanted to write something so kyungsoo

yn: soo

yn: ur my soulmate

kyungsoo: are you drunk?

yn: maybe! msybe not 🙈

kyungsoo: be safe, don’t drink too much.

yn: i miss u

kyungsoo chews on the inside of his lip as he reads your last message. he watches as the gray bubble appears, disappears, reappears, before it goes away for good. he wonders what you were going to say, if you were going to take it back and admit that you were drunk, or double down. he never knows with you, is always somehow both shocked and expectant of every move you make. like, he had no idea that you’d text him and claim that he’s your soulmate, but you definitely would text him that at 12:23am on a saturday morning.

kyungsoo doesn’t know how to feel about it, even though he knows you only say that when you’re lonely. you don’t mean it, to him at least, but he can’t help the twinge in his heart at the prospect of it being true. he thought he could get over you and your blast from the past, but he hasn’t been able to. it’s probably because he keeps entertaining you, especially when you get like this but he simply can’t help it.

with a sigh, kyungsoo removes his glasses and wipes his eyes before grabbing his dishes from off of the coffee table and taking them to the sink. he starts washing them, taking his time and letting the soap bubble up to nearly his elbows. he scrubs the bowl until it’s pristine like he just bought it, he does the same to the rest of his dishes until his phone buzzes in his pocket.

he doesn’t have to check it to know it’s you. you’ll text him insistently all night if he doesn’t respond in the next minute, but you two will be at it all night the moment he responds and he knows it. you’ll keep going, keep texting him into the early hours of the morning until you fall asleep and he’s stuck awake, waiting to hear the vibration of a message from you that’ll never come, not even after you wake up later that day. kyubgsoo is always stuck in a rock and a hard place with with you.

the girls from his past never left an impression on him like you have. even the few girls that came after you he barely remembers, only remembering a few details, like how one of them hated waiting in line and how another always put his dishes away oppositely from how he did it. you were much different than these girls, but that’s just it: you weren’t just some girl. you were an enigma that kept him up at night, that made him compare everybody else to you, to see where they differ or where they align.

yn: i mean it

yn: can i come over?

yn: kyungsoo!

yn: answer me.

kyungsoo purses his lips as he watches the texts come through. if he lets you come over, he’s not sure he’ll ever be able to get you out of his head or his bed.

kyungsoo: you shouldn’t be driving.

yn: i’m ubering

yn: DUH

it looks to him like you decided on your own that you’d be coming over, and kyungsoo sighs, glancing around his apartment and taking mental notes on what he needs to be picked up after. kyungsoo busies himself with tidying his apartment, skipping over his room because he’s 101% sure that he won’t be taking you back there tonight.

you arrive quicker than he expects, knocking three times before pressing the doorbell once. “hold on!” he shouts, huffing out a sigh. walking up to the door, he hesitates with his hand in midair. you shouldn’t be here, he shouldn’t be letting you in. you shouldn’t feel so free to come over and disrupt his night like you are. but you’re waiting for him, and it’s all because he lets you. he can’t resist you, no matter how hard he tries.

leaning against the wall, you eyes flick up to look at him when the door is pulled open. you smile softly at him, taking in his appearance: black sweats, black long sleeve, and slippers. “where are you glasses?” you question, pushing yourself off the wall and slipping past him into his apartment.

“inside,” he mutters, shutting the door behind you and following you into his house. you make your way through familiarly, the smells, the furniture, everything holding some type of significance: the night he invited you over and cooked for you; the time he picked you up from a night out and slept with him on his couch.

you spot his glasses on the coffee table and take them over to him, slipping them into his face and gently resting them on the bridge of his nose. “there,” you say, your voice nearly a whisper.

swallowing thickly, kyungsoo looks down at you and hates the way his insides turn to goo and his brain to mush. he used to consider himself strong, mentally tough even, until he met you and knocked all of that bravado to the ground. he never acts right around you.

“i meant when i said i missed you,” you murmur, sliding a hand up his chest and hooking a finger into the collar of his shirt. kyungsoos nostrils flare as he reminds himself that he can stop this, that he can resist you.

“you’re drunk, y/n,” he says, softly but firmly, grabbing ahold of your wrist and letting it drop to your side. a look of shock passes over you face for split second before you regain composure, and perhaps control, of the situation before you.

“not really,” you say, turning around to take a seat on his couch. kyungsoo follows you and sits down next to you, a healthy amount of space between the two of you. he looks down at your hand resting on the couch, wanting to grab it and pull you close to him. why he cant get a grip, and keep you at arms length is beyond him. you’re everything that’s wrong for him. “i do miss you.” you say again, this time, with a little more aggression.

kyungsoo hums and glances over at you, his face eyes softening behind his frames. “do you miss me?” you ask, your voice soft and childlike. if only you knew how much real estate you take up in his brain, how nearly every last one his thoughts can be traced back to you. he doesn’t just miss you, it’s something much stronger that comes from the depths of his being, starting at his toes and working it’s ways up. he aches for you in ways he himself doesn’t quite understand.

rather than giving you a verbal response, he looks off to the side. you scoot closer to him and place your hand on his cheek, turning him to look at you. “soo,” you say, glancing down at his mouth and letting your gaze linger before dragging up to his eyes. his chest burns at the way you say his nickname. he didn’t even like nicknames until you started calling him that.

instinctively, he leans back against his couch and you take that as a sign to straddle him. kyungsoo furrows his eyebrows and puts a hand on your hip to still you. “what?” you question, frowning down at him.

“i’m not having sex with you,” he says, looking into your eyes. you sigh and slide off of him, pressing into his side. “you’re drunk. but we can sit here and… chill.” he says, looking down the slope of his nose at his lap.

it’s quiet for a few seconds, bedsides your occasional shifting. “can i kiss you?”

“friends don’t kiss,” he says, looking over at you. you tilt your head to the side.

“you really think we’re friends?” you ask kyungsoo, eyes boring into his. he stares at you, his lips parting.

so you do acknowledge that this, whatever you two have is something. he’s not imaging it, or making his feelings up—you feel it too.

“i don’t know what we are,” kyungsoo admits. the corner of your lip tugs upwards and you look down at you lap. friends is too simple, too far from what you are. he’s not your boyfriend and you’re not his girlfriend… lovers, maybe? except you’d never say the L word to him.

“well, we’re something. but you’re not my friend.”

and despite the fact that kyungsoo swore you wouldn’t make you way to his bed, you do. fully clothed, but in his bed nonetheless. he accepts it, finds his peace with it when you snuggle up in his side and mumble something about him being your soulmate again. you only say that when you’re lonely, he thinks, wondering who left you high and dry and for him to pick up the pieces.

[jewelbeeloop]

"Icicle's scales had always been whiter than everyone else's: her claws sharper, her teeth gleaming, and her spikes pristine.....Winter could never have imagined her looking this wretched"

Paperback Ch 8 pg 101

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For the spoopy season :3

Not that much time has passed since the volcano erupted but i cant picture the hardened lava rock, just regular rock ^^`

[thornilee013]

WIP Wednesday - March 6th 2024

I AM BACK FROM THE DEAD. I HAVE EMPTIED MY INBOX-BASED FEEDING PAIL AND AM HUNGRY FOR ATTENTION SUSTENANCE ONCE MORE.

INSTRUCTIONS FOR HOW TO FEED A HUNGRY WW-PARTICIPATING AUTHOR, FOR THOSE WHO ARE NEW TO THE RODEO:

Step One: CHOOSE ONE OF THE PROJECT TITLES BELOW AND THEN FEEL FREE TO SCURRY OVER TO THE "ASK" FUNCTION IN ORDER TO OFFER THE AUTHOR A SCOOP OF FOOD.

Step Two: AS THANKS FOR THE MEAL, THE AUTHOR WILL PRODUCE A MINIMUM OF THREE-SENTENCES' WORTH OF PROGRESS ON THAT SPECIFIC PROJECT.

Step Three: REPEAT Step One AS MANY TIMES AS YOU LIKE (but only if the author has specified that it is truly this ravenous; respect the stomach capacities and limits of other authors!!!!!)

Step Four (Optional): SPREAD THE WORD. REBLOG THIS POST. REBLOG ANSWERED ASKS. TELL YOUR FRIENDS TO FEED THE AUTHOR. SHARE THE LOVE. PUT FOOD ON THE PLATES OF ALL (participating) AUTHORS.

Below is your choice of feeding options:

1. Baby Jean 2. TLC 3. 101 Ways not to Say I Do 4. Needle AU 5. Silly Little Jean Moreau Fic (+ ONE potential Etienne per requester)

Under the "Read More": A (long) snippet from Silly Little Jean Moreau Fic

“Please. I’m begging you. Don't make me do this,” Jean said from the floor, his limbs stretched out in every direction so that he resembled a starfish.  “Come on. One more. I believe in you,” Jeremy said, bent over Jean’s head and staring directly into his soul.  “I cannot watch another movie musical. Every time I see a film about the American school system my concern for your sanity grows. The fact that there’s two of them is atrocious.”

“Oh don't worry,” Jeremy said, his grin wicked, “there are other ones out there that are even better. Consider it preparation for meeting my family.”

Jean glared up at Jeremy.

“These last two were for my sister. And also most of the team. Almost everyone on the team knows every song by heart. This next one isn't even about the same characters. It’s my parents’ favorite, though.”

Jean crossed his arms over his chest.

“Please? Think about it, my parents will be so impressed if you know all these songs,” Jeremy said, reaching out and poking the tip of Jean’s nose.

Jean groaned again. “Why does it matter if your family likes me or not?”

Jeremy flushed and straightened himself up before sitting down next to Jean. “Because they’re my family, and you’re my friend. I want them to see how amazing you are, but I know that it can be hard to talk with new people. So now you know you have something you can talk about with them.”Jean stared at the rambling mess of a human next to him. It was almost impossible to comprehend that the Jeremy in front of him at that moment, mumbling and fidgety and awkward, was the same person he’d seen announce his transfer on live television while preening for the camera. He’d always seen Jeremy Knox exactly as Jeremy wanted to be seen: pristine and charming. But it’s impossible to keep up that facade forever. Sometimes a mask like that was the heaviest burden on someone. He’d seen it before, in Kevin and Riko.

[miss-conjayniality]

adhd meltdown over nu’est……….need to vent

NU’EST - a name that brings about a myriad of intense, tumultuous, goosebump-inducing emotions.

look….ima queue this shit cuz the thought of posting it in real time makes me cringe 💀

sigh. i hate getting this vulnerable. it’s uncomfortable. but i have to get this off my chest. it’s been two years since their disbandment. geez. time flies. and let me just tell you, this time of the year is always so sentimental to me. it hurts. it’s also when my adhd dives into extreme hyperfixation mode for them. no group (except for seventeen and skz) can invoke such feelings from me like nu’est does.

while I can still enjoy their music with love and gratitude even post-disbandment, there are rare occasions where i have to avoid listening to their music because it’s too painful to think of how it all ended. about what could’ve been.

i’ve been a DEVOUT nu’est stan since their debut in 2012 (alongside seventeen in 2013). i saw their peaks and troughs. and it feels like not only did i watch them grow, but also grew up with them.

and no i’m not saying this in a weird, creepy parasocial way. but genuinely in the sense that i’ve been listening to them since i was just a wee little middle schooler. their music, as well as numerous other groups from that era, served as the background music to my life.

thank you nu’est. thank you so much for filling my adolescence with insurmountable happiness during a phase in my life where I was clueless and insecure. thank you for being a source of comfort during my lowest periods. thank you for showing me the importance of grit and not letting a rock bottom phase hinder me from going after what I desire. thank you for helping me find solace in a community of fellow loves whom I still speak with to this day after all these years. and even though it’s been two years since the disbandment, it’s also been 12 years (wtf….no way) since the debut. and i WILL continue enjoying your music from years on out because it transcends time. it will always be a source of comfort and solace for me.

and even though I don’t truly wish to go back to the past, I will always cherish and respect the memories I held with your discography. and even though ot5 is no more, it’ll always be ot5 in my heart. forever and beyond.

every era evokes different eras of my own life - face, action, and hello from when I was just beginning middle school, sleep talking from when i was entering 8th grade. re:birth being released on my 15th birthday 🥺. their string of cringey japanese releases from when i was about to begin high school.

and of course, that segues into my next tangent - q is and beyond. during their inception, they had one of the most viewed debuts of their time and had a promising trajectory. face, action, and hello were all well-received. but then they fell into nugudom after sleep talking. and this was their first korean cb after 2 years. I remember rejoicing in happiness when q is came out. i remember listening to it on the way to my first period english class with my headphones and then continuing listening to it during our silent reading sessions lmao 😭💀. I cried happy tears and voted obsessively for them when they were promo-ing on music shows. they never won. but I was still happy and grateful they were back nonetheless. fast forward to later that year and they came back with an amaaazziingg fall album that i always come back to every september - canvas. this album was a source of comfort for me during that turbulent period coughs….the 2016 election…and when I started taking college classes in high school

we absolutely CANNOT talk about nu’est without discussing broduce 101. this absolute dumpster fire of a show tested my patience so much. I remember being PISSED when intl fans weren’t allowed to vote this season because I wanted to support my boys the same way I supported the pledis girlz who’d soon become p-…p….pristin….but that’s a tangent for another day daahhllliinnggss🥴🥴… i was so unhinged too that I even watched it during class sometimes LMAOOO HELP this is so hilarious to look back at😭💀

anyways I felt that this was simultaneously the best and worst season of p101 ever. most of the contestants were amazing and went on to release some gooood music afterwards. but good fucking god mnet tugged at my heartstrings wayyy too hard. I couldn’t stand it. as someone who is also a dedicated predebut carat, I also watched it for my baby samuel 🥺😢 mnet did both nu’est and sammy so dirty.

I remember the p101 s2 finale so vividly. I remember it like it was yesterday. I promised myself I wouldn’t peek at any social media that day but during lunch break i ACCIDENTALLY opened twitter and the moment I saw the spoilers, tears immediately made their way to my eyes. it broke my heart so bad. that entire day I was a fucking mess trying to make it through my last three classes of the day. the moment I got home, the first thing i did was lock myself in the bathroom and cry for an hour. I then cried even more in the shower.

it hurt me so bad seeing minhyun sobbing like that. the way jr still had the biggest smile on his face with happy tears for minhyun despite not making it into wanna one’s lineup still tests my sanity.

and the final straw? seeing the camera panning to seungcheol’s somber expression and samuel’s parents. and good fucking grief…….I cannot even imagine how seungcheol must’ve felt. I don’t think I could ever fathom the level of sorrow he felt at that very moment. for both nu’est and samuel. seeing all of his former colleagues that he himself grew up with being used as mere pawns by mnet. even after all these years, I still have to hold back tears whenever I dwell on this moment.

luckily that sorrow was soon followed by joy. when they created nu’est w as a workaround for minhyun’s year at wanna one, I was elated to see how successful they were doing on the charts and the way yEoBoSaYoOoO never dies🤣💀

where you at. deja vu. help me. all solid title tracks with immaculate b-sides to top it all off. ahhh. what a breath of fresh air the nu’est w era was. seeing them finally have their redemption after years of ridicule. and look….as much as I adored wanna one, part of me couldn’t wait until minhyun was finally back with nu’est sjsjsjsjsk😭

And when that moment came? OOOOOOF OMG!!!! I cannot stress ENOUGH how much I love happily ever after!!!! WHAT A COMEBACK ALBUM THAT WAS!!! NOT A SINGLE FUCKING SKIP! I still enjoy listening to it. it was an era that showed that they’re finally back in full force.

I felt that this era reflected nu’est in their fullest, highest form. THIS is who nu’est is! THIS is what their music sounds like! THIS is their image. if I were to introduce nu’est to anyone, I’d show them this album first.

later that year, they released the table and a string of songs with spoonz. such an underrated era tbh. not as strong as happily ever after was. but BOY OH BOY these guys KNOW how to drop a solid disco style song. love me is suuuch an ear worm that deserves more appreciation tbh.

and can we talk about THEEEE fucking NOCTURNE!?!?? OH MY GOODNESS WHAT AN ERA!!!! I’m in trouble is one of my fav title tracks next to bet bet. not even joking. reason being is coz as a britney stan, it really reminds me of oops I did it again lmaooo. moondance is one of my fav nuest b-sides EVERRR! AND THE WAY IT WAS PRODUCED BY JC CHASEZ FROM NSYNC TOO!?!??? I never expected to see my worlds colliding like this. just to clarify, I have a love-hate relationship and one-sided beef with nsync because of what justin did to britney. JC DESERVED BETTER! HE DESERVED WHAT J*STIN GOT!!! AGGGH but that’s a tangent for another day daahhlliinnggsss……..😪🤐

the nocturne really comforted me during the pandemic. during this point in time, I remember thinking “wow. it’s been 8 years. and even through this moment of global darkness, they’re still going strong and bringing light to their fans”.

a year later, they released their 2nd full album and their first release under the hybe acquisition and a week before drunk-slayed🥰what a slayful month april was. inside out wasn’t my absolute fav title track but I definitely found it to be a refreshing spring anthem. AND i llooovvee me some nu’solos 🤌🏼🤌🏼

i remember hearing about the news of NU’EST’s disbandment and going WHAT!?!??? it was as if I IMMEDIATELY felt my world turning upside down. I was in the middle of studying for finals AND wrapping up my internship. it was stressful already. i also went on a cold turkey social media fast. BUT I accidentally opened youtube and it threw off my whole vibe when studying for my exams.

I felt like a fucking wreck. It wasn’t until after that shitstorm was over when I actually checked out needle and bubble (lazy ass album thanks to hybe) and sobbed THEEEE absolute UGLIEST tears ever.

it broke my heart to see hybe disbanding nu’est like at the drop of a hat because they were JUST having their second career glory. they threw all of NU’EST’s hard work down the drain. and it’s disappointing because we could’ve seen more nu’enha and nu’txt interactions (living off my very few minhyun and baekho crumbs since they’re still under hybe) 😢 we could’ve seen them and seventeen together being big brothers to the youngsters and witnessed what would’ve been the sweetest, most wholesome interactions ever. sigh. the very few nu’enha and nu’txt interactions that exist are the crumbs I will madly eat.

NU’EST’s lore/backstory is what makes them iconic. and it’s amazing how even to this day they STILL inspire “nugu” idols to get a second chance and redeem themselves. no other group has the story nu’est does and that’s also another reason I respect them so much. what they’ve accomplished is not an easy feat. and their persistence in keeping their dreams alive actually inspires me to keep going in life even when I’m at my lowest. nu’est may be ‘disbanded’, but their story lives on and will continue to inspire and motivate others.

thank you aaron. thank you jr. thank you baekho. thank you minhyun. thank you ren.

thank you nu’est.