#working together in grouos

[a-url-that-exists]

and is it just the joy of finally finding prey? Or is it something else, too? Is it some sense of connection to the humanity they lost? Do they see you as a potential new friend? Some vestiges of humanity's need for friends, family, a social group. When you see your sister smiling at you, can you almost pretend it's because she's happy to see you again, rather than happy to find another Living person to devour? When they mumble as they walk towards you, can you hear them trying (and likely failing) to say "hi", "hello"?

Imagine how much scarier zombie movies would be if the zombies smiled when they saw you because they were excited to finally eat. Imagine walking into a building to go and find shelter, scavenge, whatever, and you shine your flashlight into a room only to find several zombies idling there. Your light catches their eyes and they turn to look at you, their expressions desolate and empty. However, the moment they spot you, their open mouths turn to wide uncontrollable smiles and their eyes disappear into slits. They almost look friendly. Maybe even some of them manage to laugh instead of groan. How would you feel after months and months of losing people you know to smiling hoards? How would you feel after every encounter with a joyful zombie leaves you shaken and tired and fearful? How would you feel after hearing the sounds of laughter mixed in with the sounds of screaming and flesh being torn? After everything, what would your brain's wiring process do to you when you see a friend smile? Would you hate smiling? Would you feel rage? Would your brain devolve back into a time where showing one's teeth always meant a threat? What would you do if the joy of the human race was now only kept by the dead

[sevenheaven7011]

I'm not gonna pin Emmrich's entire eat the rich personality on getting dumped by a nobleman in his younger years But I feel like he definitely did date a nobleman once when he was young got chewed up and spat back out and only got out of bed after johanna gave him a "pep talk" that consisted of how she wasn't about to get a C on their group project just because he's too busy moping over a nepo baby

[itspileofgoodthings]

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[nischaaskblog]

Omg what happened at the sleepover

Misha: ''Constance waz right! The whole night was so awesome when it was september 15th we did not even notice!

Start was.. not good but still better than sitting in basement with flashbaks . Was nice to cry with friendz and get comfort.

Been working on that shit about feelz or whatever. Misha Bachynski is NOT just bad boy they are also man enough to sob in grouo hugz 💯💯💯"

Noel: "Proud of you Misha. As for me I think we should make this an annual thing. It felt so much better when we were all together.

I even had Ocean- OCEAN read some of my drafts and she didn't complain about it being 'too depressing'

I mean yeah it turned into her phsycoanalizing me about some scenes but oh well it's still Ocean. It eve felt.. kinda nice to talk about it"

[lullabyalikpoptarot]

pls can u do skz members feelings on those who ship the members romantically? it must wear them out to always be a certain way and whatnot for they fans so im just wondering what they think or feel about it or if they care or dont care for it or are just good friends who laugh at ppl who take shipping too seriously.

(which personally i think is the case here but at the same time no harm in having lil crush on they teammates) again wouldnt be surprised if say lee know or hyunjin had some attraction to a teammate of theirs. its weird bc sometimes u think a ship is real but then u remind urself of the word fansservice and then u never know if they are actually together or not but sometimes it just look more than the avwrage ship in their grouo yaknow?

So, I got a mixed bag when I did the overall group, so had to do it individually.

I.N (2 of Cups) Changbin (King of Wands) and Felix (4 of Wands) seem like they like it the most.

Lee know (3 of Pentacles) sees it as part of the job, may use it for career opportunities.

The others seem indifferent Hyujin (8 of Pentacles/4 of Pentacles) It is like it is work based, he may see it as something that preserves his career and helps advance it. Seungmin (2 of Swords) may not care for it and will go the other direction or oppose it if it is mentioned. Han, of course doesn't give me much, a very confusing answer (Death rv/6 of Swords rv) not sure what to make of that. It is like he can't move on from it, or let go, it doesn't give me anything about him liking it or not though.

Bangchan (5 of Pentacles/9 of Swords) Hates it.

When I do my thoughts on an Idol part 2 for them I will clarify more into this, since I will ask about this.

[my-castles-crumbling]

intrusive thoughts anon!

to answer you question, well ig it really depends on how you do it. if you do it well enough, the students dont notice. like ny bsfs from my olf school, we became friends cz our chemistry teacher took the 5 students who worked the best and just slapped us together in group projects.

but ig its mainly because 1) your attention wouldnt need to be contantly diverted across a multitude of different groups 2) some kids genuinely just dont like it.

the main thing to consider is the fact that theyre middle schoolers, if the smart ones realise oh, this kid in my group knows nothing, bullying could start.

if the slightly less advanced kid realises that the smarter kid is weaker than them of sorts, they can manipulate the situation.

but most of all, its important to realise that those chidlren are still kids, and teaching is technically the teacher's job.

this is smtjng ive struggles with alot in my life, im considerably smart in the subjects which matter (eng+maths+sciences) and am usually paired/grouped with kids who genuinely know nothing at all. its not even like theyre having a hard time, like no, theyre having a hard time AND they just dont want to listen to a fellow classmate.

some chidlrens egos surpass their need to learn and often times children just dont feel comfortable speaking up.

as an example in english (i have the top grades) the teavher always groups me with the girl who, ik i shouldn't say this, but is the BIGGEST pick me, like the entire lesson shes laughing at non existent jokes from guys and flirting with the two other guys in our group, talking over me continuously like girl im trying to make you guys understand. and then one guy whos failing all his subjects and a guy who's ego is thru the roof cz practically every girl likes him.

what do i get out of the lesson? nothing. im tired and drained and the teacher is like oh wow they did the work today😃 like girl pls bsfr

but as compared to having a group of all smart learners together, they'll either do their work silently if they dont like eachother or otherwise discuss topics together and argue/debate in a way which stimulates the mind.

HOWEVERRRR at the end, i, 100%, stand by friendgrps as groups. mostly they're either a grouo of like minded people or a group of a mix. they have good communication, they joke around ehile they work, they have fun, pick up where the other lacks and overall enjoy the learning process.

but, at the end, its important to remember that ecery classroom is different, all children vary. get acquainted eith your children and eho knows maybe diverse groups work best for them!

(also the against diverse group sentiment is not only something ehich ive observed but also something that my mother reiterated when i told her. for reference shes been teaching middle schoolers for 20+ years, is a mentor at her school and has been offered the principal position)

also at the end but this reminded me, my mother once said that she prefers non diverse groups because the smart kids usuallu get done earlier and she keeps extra activities planned for them which are more challenging so theyre not sitting free and disrupting the class, however when theyre in a group, they start to get frustrated because the rest of group doesnt work the same pace as them.

kids love to be challenged, the smart kids eill have people next to them that are working in relatively the same speed and eill try to surpass the others. the medium people will also be working at somehwat the same oace and these will be the children who will usually talk and discuss to figure out answers, likewise with the academically challenged kids.

also this reminds me. usually what my friend and i do when we're put in a diverse group is just do all the work and let the others copy from us whilst telling ehat few little things to change so it doesn't look TOO copied yk.

which obviously goes against the entire point and alot of children do this, ive done this myself and have also been oart of the copying group.

middle schoolers want to do everything in a eay that takes the least effort possible

idk if this was too long or even helpful but i tried.

oh and im okay (ish) rn

No, not too long at all, and super helpful! Honestly, I love hearing opinions about this stuff, especially from students, because they're the ones doing the learning! So like...I want to know how to help!

You're right that diverse groups aren't always beneficial, and I agree that higher-level learners tend to get sort of...left out, I guess? When it comes to being challenged. I love the idea of having challenging things for them to do when they're done, I'm definitely going to use that. And you're right that teaching is the teacher's job, and I think that we forget that it's not okay to always rely on the higher level students, so thank you for reminding me <3

Also, thank you for taking the time to write all of this out. It means the world to me! I think I'm gonna print out all of these advice things and keep them in a folder on my desk...

[solardick]

I doubt im getting back to normality” any time soon. Oh, Sightly loathing. You are a something to see. It’s being built up again. I suspect another crisis. Im losing count. The jupiter in aqua is an awefull piece of shit as my brother would say. On the positive side of abuse and harrasment. And placement. And despair. Hig ols steliem of demons. Is what the centaurs are. Playing this horrorscope to a T. Destruction. And glee. Glee? Yeah glee. Its the most consistent thing inknow from others. Its just there. And yet not one person. Noy one person had come forward other than yo gleem a peice of info. Like y’all fo here. Looking for something? I got plenty.

Anyway. I was thinking. a or the other way of writting it. And, o, e, c. Probably a dead end. Maybe not. Blind fool. O fool, the E fool and the high priestess. There it is again. And something new. We got two pillars. An innocemt fool amd a “guilty fool. And the Oo death card. Whichbis neat being a card that uses the letters on the card to speak it own play. Its a passage of time. And a glimpse of the future amd the fear ewith death on thr consequences if it isnt speaking something else also. The distant and the present.

The more convinced i become that this card is wuite magical indeed. And a right slection. Whoch was waiting to be plugged in. Wasn’t my choice. Just the body. The things that come to when one is in solitary.

The marseille fool. The current E-fool. Is a negative figure. I preffer the negative figure. It just nakes more sense. Symbolically. I mean you can try and bend the rules all yah want. So that it fixed as a projection. Cant use waites fool. For that. The blind fool is best. Spwaks the same message and then some. Without all the fancy excesorries. They played the marseeille fool on me. Didn’t really fit cause their wrong but. They dont listen

Know what. Im gonna talk openly about my love for jesus. To everyone around me. Would you kiss jesus with the mouth?! Jesus. Come, here. This guy wants a kiss. Yeah thats what inthought shut the fuck yp. The current list of demons” are called pests. Pestilence. Bzz bzz. Go be by myself. They make sure they fallowed me around and rub in how much they enjoy being cunts.

Well lets put the crusofix back on. Since that is my life. And watch all these cunts give me a hard time. Hey look the weather report id wrong. Its usually spot on to thr minute. But not today its raining out. Not cloudy.

Just because i believe in god doesnt mean i have to be polite about. Hlaf the world is busy sucking eachother off, createing single peramt families and being cunts anyway.

The term cocksukr is poli numerous or however its called. If its been seperated into its original

Teo words. Its literally all in the eye of the beholder. People eat cocks all the time. And to be called a sucker. Means what? Point made.

Oh shit! Its a dove. Good. Doves are good. God agrees with me. The problem

With eating a bird. Requires destruction of natural resources.

Alright. Do an std screening and if thats negative get a rectal cancer screening. If i have to wear a diaper for the rest of my life. Im backing out.

Moral of my life. Dont be an incompetant retard and have children.

n dit turns out god was right when the crows warnes mw agaisnt nate on the day he said we would be working together. He’s just another fucktard that wnjoys fucken with people. Though its weird how he mostly just specificcalt warned me about him. Pudgy batman and the neurotic troll too. To anlesser degree and the others.. not muchnof anything. Odd. Probably because the others dont try and hide it.

After this grouo of people messing with me i womder who the next group will be.

Place after place year after year. Since childhood. Born in hell.

Anyway god. Thanks for looking out for me. In this world full of narcissists. Taken joy in ruining my life. But i dont need it. You’re wasting your time. All life is is other people hurting me. Its all its ever been. Father’s a narsicist. He always showed me elation when talking about having the upoer handover someone. The smiles he used to gove me instead of giving me guidance. Like you used to say about Tony’s father. “I used to use as a punchign bag” said it multiple times when a smile on his face. All life is is this. After 30 years. Of constant upgeaval. I dont want to be alive anymore. Sont waste your time on me. Im not surviving much longer.

Inwish i was a narsicist peice of shit too. Maybe id have a life and be a degwbweate fucktard to the rest of humanity toi and have a sens eof acconomishment. Like lak these others. Ive been beaten since i was 13. Dead since i was 13. They’re never going to stop. I dint know what life is not being fucked with. Its always been this way. An dinknow that theyre never going to stop. They take oleasure in it. Over 30 years mu entire life is other people hirting me. So i doesnt matter what i do. Im stuck her essrroinded by criminal assholes. How have been taling my existance since birth. So just go away. And stop trying to help me. I need them gone. Or your efforts are useless they laugh and mock you god. Leave me be. And let me die. I dont want yiur help anymore. Im not allowed to be myself. Surrounded by all these fucken cocksukrs.

I thought about going to go see for soem help for my psychosocial issues. But then i realized that these faucktards have been engeneering me to be this way. Somits pointless cause its not really me. Its them. I wish there was a lesson for me to learn in allnof this. But theres not.after this many years. Theres notheing to learn. Thats isn’t isnt actually the real world. Its a torutee chamber i was born in. And have been a target in sinve birth. Theres nothign to take away from it.

I have a life sentence of being fucked woth foe other reason then being born. Im hoing to start leaving my door unlocked so, y’all can vome in freely and drug up my food again. And do whatever sicknand twisted y’all want to do to me. 39 and i still dont know what havign a sense of securoty feels like. Womder what it feels like being libed and having someone hows got your back. I womder what it feels like not havign an environemnt animinical to uour well being. I wimder what it feels like being a narcissi t peice of shot. Womder whatn it feels like feelig. Rightious while destroying and slowly killing soemones life. Wonder what it feels like havign responsibility for someone else life. Womder what it feels like beign there and supporting someone you know isn’t fucking with uou. Winder ehat life would be like not being raised by enemies. Wo

We what its like not being an object of ridicule. Womder what its like havign i sider i formation on my own life. The world had been plotting agaisnt me sonce i was a child. I wish there was soemthign to learn in life. But, theees not. Ive already learnt wverything 30 years ago. I have a teachers personality. And everyone treats me like im a in now at all bettwr than thou charecter. Its easier to lear. While you teach. To bad being a study means you never learn anything. Eomder what its like not being serroundd by criminals. Havign people, shoving dick and drugs in your face everyday. Been that way since choldhood. Its never going to change.

Hey its my birthday tomorow. Wonder what sick twosted bs their going to gove me. My retarded invred family will

Probably send me money. Ugh. More cash to donate to charity supposed.

[chisatowo]

Forget anything I've said abt unit swap wxs being doomed to be boring Nene and Rui mean everything to me. Tsukasa and Emu also exist ig

[violentdevotion]

I read priest school and broke up w ex gf but it appears you're not talking about crazy ex gf? lame

there's priests in crazy ex gf?

[polypromptsmybeloved]

Ohhhh, what about ot+ with cuddling prompts/ sleeping over night? I'm a little stuck cause mine is ot4 trying to share a bed

Ot+ prompt request are sorta hard to do but I will try my best!

Person A, B, and C are cuddling on the couch when Person D gets home from work. After a long day they espically like being in the middle of all of their partners.

Before they all lived together, Person A would host sleepovers in their home. Mainly because they had the biggest bed among all of them.

Because they are a big group the partners almost always cannot fit in the same bed. Ehich makes traveling a bit hard. So instead they split up into groups. But almost always they wake up all in the same bed.

Durring the winter, they all fight over who gets the blanket. Person B has a habit of stealing it, so their partners just bought more instead. But it was discovered they all like being under one blanket.

The partners have something called the "pile", which is basically them just laying ontop of eachother after a long day.

Durring hot heatwaves they would usually try to sleep away from eachother because they feel sticky if they all cuddle. However, Person C loves cuddling with their partners. So it can be a struggle because they always try to cling to one of their partners.

When they bought their first home they bought three beds to push together so that they could sleep together. Changing the sheets is a grouo project now.

Person D tends to work on their laptop in the living room. Their partners like to cuddle around them. It takes all of D's will to not get distracted.

[fatcowboys]

an update on my fosters: the voids and their whole family (six total!) were adopted together! there is a local lady who has a good space for cats but her grouo has dwindled to just one and she said she would take the whole group! shes got a basement they will start in while they are adapring and will have a long time to acclimate and space to figure things out which is so good. the group was feral levels of unsocialized so if they were ferals from outsite you would TNR in this situation but since the group was from a home, that isnt an option so. happy ending for the scared babies!!

and now!!! i am so excited i picked up two 8 week feral babies! they are young enough that taming them is possible and they are so spicy and im very excited to work w them ive been watching videos and reading and im excited they just came home and are named wilma and fred!

[moon-spirit-yue]

Camp Chaos

(See the description if you’re confused I put it under the Camp Chaos tag)

Part 1/5

Raya groaned at the beeping of her alarm clock, effectively waking her up. There is truly no sound more hideous than that of an alarm. Despite every instinct in her body screaming at her to snuggle back into the blankets, she walks out of bed to put on her clothes for the day. ‘Maybe staying up until 3:00 am wasn’t the best idea,’ Raya thought absently.

Benja was already making breakfast for the two of them. The delicious smell was making Raya’s mouth water in anticipation.

“Morning, dewdrop! Are you ready for the first day of camp?” Bejna asked brightly. All he got was a groan in response. He laughed and served the exhausted girl her breakfast.

“Maybe if you weren’t up all night playing Mario Kart on your phone, you would be a little more awake,” her ba laughed. “But Ba! You don’t understand! I had to finish the courses!” Raya exclaimed in her defense.

“Oh so you have time to finish Mario Kart courses but no time for driving courses? Interesting, ” he grinned. Raya pouted as she finished her breakfast. “I’ll wait for you in the car. Hopefully by then you can stop being so RUDE to your only child!” she exclaimed, stomping into the car. She should probably start working on that driver's permit soon though.

Raya fell asleep on the ride over so it felt like no time had passed when they arrived at camp. Raya leapt out of the car immediately to find her only joy in this nightmare, her best friend Sisu. Raya was able to spot her light blue hair from a mile away, and walked over to greet her. And by greeting her, she meant collapse on her.

“You were totally up all night playing Mario Kart on your phone, weren’t you my ray of sunshine?” Sisu asked while laughing. Raya whined and buried her head further into Sisu. “You don’t realize the addiction Sisu, I was too invested!” Raya replied. Sisu cackled and brought a comforting hand on her friend’s shoulder.

“Well are you ready for camp? You have first grade girls right? They’re usually pretty cute and there’s only six of them so you shouldn’t go too insane,” Sisu attempted to comfort Raya. She nodded in response. “I forgot what group you have, remind me who you got,” Raya told her blueberry bestie. “I have third grade boys this year,” Sisu said happily. Raya couldn’t help but snort at that response.

“Yeah good luck with that. Let’s hope they don’t make you cry this year,” Raya laughed. (this actually happened the year before last a close acquaintance of mine was literally crying and so was the other counselor and JC I felt so bad for her but it was so funny)

Sisu laughed and shook her head. “That won’t happen this week Raya! I’ve got a good feeling about this group!” Raya rolled her eyes at that. “You say that about every group, Sisu,” Raya chuckled. Sisu nodded in agreement. “And I’m always right. Now let’s head down to the ampitheatre, the kids are going to get dropped off soon,” Raya nodded and followed Sisu out of the cafeteria and down to the ampitheatre.

“Oh I need to tie my shoe real quick, I’ll meet you down there” Raya told her. Sisu nodded and walked on by herself. Raya bent down and tied her shoe when she saw a shadow cast over her.

“Well would you look at that. Camp hasn’t even started and you’re already on your knees. Funny how that works isn’t it?” Raya knew that voice. She dreaded hearing it. It was the voice of Namaari.

Raya took a deep breathe and finishes tying her shoe. “Oh I’m sure you’d love me for me to be on my knees wouldn’t you binturi?” Raya asked, smirking. She knew how to push Namaari’s buttons like no other. And she would say whatever it took to get her through this week.

Namaari scoffed and rolled her eyes, irritation clearly spiking. ‘Good,’ Raya thought. ‘That’ll teach you, you beautiful binturi- wait did I just think beautiful? You know what that’s a problem for another day’ she thinks and mentally erases the thought from her brain.

“I don’t even know if you’re capable of watching your language long enough to take care of these kids,” Namaari said once she recovered from Raya’s jab. Raya scowled and started moving towards where her group is supposed to be. “I’m perfectly capable of taking care of a small group of six year olds” Raya snarked back. Before Namaari could try to correct her, the kids came rushing in and they both had to put on their counselor acts on.

Raya had six first grade girls in total. The first portion of the day went on without a hitch. The girls were still a bit shy, but slowly warmed up to each other over the first couple of hours. By the time it was lunch, they were excitedly talking about going to the pool right. Raya couldn’t help but smile at their innocent and positive energy. “Alright girls, let’s head down to the pool,” Raya said, gathering their attention.

On of Raya’s campers noticed Raya wasn’t wearing and bathing suit, “Raya where’s your bathing suit?” Raya shrugged and simply stated that she wouldn’t be swimming because of the cold weather. She gathered the little girls to head down to the pool and waited outside the gates when she heard the most annoying voice in all of Kumandra speak.

“Where’s the bathing suit Raya? Scared of a bit of water?” Namaari teased, arriving with the first grade boys. Raya mentally groaned at her arrival. Of course this binturi was going to ruin her vibes. “I am not SCARED of the water it is freezing out here! I don’t understand how you can stand to be in a bathing suit right now,” Raya said, rolling her eyes.

Namaari just smirked. “Just one more way I’m better than you, dep la,” she said, obviously taunting Raya. Raya scowled and turned to her JC. “Watch the kids, I’m getting my bathing suit” she snapped. The little girls cheered as Raya rushed off to change.

Raya couldn’t help but stare at Namaari’s muscles being shown through her bathing suit. Raya was very smug to see Namaari checking Raya out in her bikini. Neither called the other girl out on their staring and just admired the view.

After playing mermaids with the first grade girls, one of Raya’s campers decided to wake up and choose competition because she yelled with no hesitation, “I bet Raya is faster at swimming than Namaari!” The girls obviously back her up while the first grade boys argued that Namaari was the superior swimmer. “Only one way to find out. Care for a friendly challenge Raya?” Namaari asked, grinning in an almost wicked way.

Raya rolled her eyes but nodded anyways. “I just hope you won’t be too upset when you lose, dep la,” Raya giggled. Namaari smirked and simply lined up on the wall.

A little boy form Namaari’s grouo started the count down. “Three, two, one, GO!” and the two were off, swimming with all their might. They were neck and neck, when suddenly a floaty landed right in front of both of them, blocking their path to the end of the pool. Their campers groaned at the abrupt end of the race when the life guards blew the whistle to signal everyone to get dried off.

“Saved by the whistle, weren’t you Namaari?” Raya asked grinning. Namaari snorted and rolled her eyes. “If anyone should be thankful for that bell it should be you Raya, I was about to win that race and you know it.” They continued their bickering until they walked back to their cabins.

One of the little girls grinned mischievously at Raya which made the eighteen year old girl feel very nervous. “Soooooo Raya, do you have a crush on Namaari?” She asked giggling. Raya gaped at the child with burning red cheeks. “I absolutely do NOT LIKE NAMAARI-“ she yelled in her defense as the girls kept on yelling how she totally did like Namaari. Raya groaned and thought of a way out of this mess.

“Who wants to go to arts and crafts?!” Raya yelled. The girls cheered in excitement and raced off to make some crafts. After the excitement of crafts, Raya rallied the girls to get their stuff together and head home for the day.

Once all of the children had gone, Raya crawled into Sisu’s car and whined, “Kids are such a handful I don’t know how I’ll survive four more days of this.”

“You’re just mad because a bunch of first graders called out your crush on Namaari” Sisu grinned. Raya bolted up right in her seat and friend at her blue haired buddy. “I do not have a crush on Namaari! I don’t know where those kids could have possibly gotten that idea,” she snapped.

Sisu nodded reassuringly. “Whatever you say Raya, whatever you say. Let’s go back to my place and eat some ice cream. You’ll feel better afterwards.” All Raya could do was nod in agreement and get whisked away to Sisu’s place. Raya closed her eyes and listened to the music blaring from the car, praying with all her might that the week will end before she strangled that stupidly attractive binturi.

(Guys I really hope this is adequate I am EXHAUSTED so I made so many spelling errors I promise I’ll fix them tomorrow but tonight I am hitting the hay I shall see you guys later)

[blackandblueandstars]

Meet the Parents - Finale

TRIGGER WARNING: Discusses mental, emotional, physical abuse.

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt5 Pt6 Pt7

Kamilah woke Amy carefully.

"Hey," she said softly. "We're home."

Amy stood slowly, snow falling around them. She looked at Kamilah, beautiful in the moonlight. "I'm sorry," she whispered.

Kamilah shook her head.

"None of that. Come on, little firefly," she told her. Kamilah pulled their bags from the car, taking Amy's hand and leading her to their apartment.

She opened the door, smiling when she saw what her friends had pulled off in such little time. The apartment was lit up with Christmas lights, the tree sitting front and center in the living room. They had even made some Christmas cookies and hot chocolate. Christmas music played in the background. She stepped aside, setting the bags down, allowing Amy to see the surprise.

"Oh!" she said, wide-eyed."Oh, you guys. This is wonderful." Tears began streaming down her face. Adrian, Jax, and Lily all stood, dressed in their Christmas-themed pajamas.

"We have PJs for you and Kamilah, too!" Lily said excitedly. She darted to get them.

"Thank you," Amy said, looking at her friends, then Kamilah.

"Family should be together on Christmas," Adrian said, smiling.

Jax stepped forward with a plate of cookies. "Cookie?" he asked.

Amy laughed. "Maybe later," she said. Lily handed her their Christmas pajamas. "Go change!" she said. "We have Christmas movies to watch!" Amy took the clothes and headed to the bedroom, Kamilah following her.

"Is this okay?" Kamilah asked, closing the door. "I can send everyone home, if you'd rather be alone."

Amy kissed Kamilah. "Kami, this is perfect. Thank you so much."

Kamilah held Amy in her arms. "I'm sorry, for all I put you through," she said to Amy. "I wish that I had never asked... Anyway, I just want you to know that we have our own little family. Here. And it's the best family."

Amy held Kamilah tightly. "I love you. This isn't your fault, I should've said something sooner. It's just hard, being so fucked up. I don't think I'll ever move past it. But I am grateful for you, and our family, and for nights like this."

"GUYYYSS," Lily shouted from the living room. "Hurry up!!"

Amy and Kamilah laughed. They changed into the clothes Lily had handed them, looking as festive as their friends.

They walked back out to the living room, smiling.

"Before we watch movies," Kamilah said, "I'd like to make a toast."

The group grabbed their glasses. "To the family we choose," she began. "The ones who are there when things get hard, the ones who you want to share your happiest moments with, the ones you'll pick over and over again, until the end of time. To each of you, who I have chosen ardently to be my family. I will lay my life on the line for each of you, and I know you'd do the same for me. And finally, to Amy, for showing me that my family has been with me all along, and I am blessed to have each of you by my side, come hell or high water."

"Hear hear!" said Adrian, as they all clinked glasses.

The grouo spent the rest of the evening watching movies, eating cookies, exchanging presents. The night was filled with lots of laughter and love, and Amy's heart was happy. She was so grateful for her friends, thinking back on how far she had come since she moved to New York.

As the party died down, their guests slowly nodded off, the nog getting the better of them. Amy stood on the balcony, looking out over the city.

"What are you thinking, habibti?" Kamilah asked, wrapping her arms around her love.

"Honestly?" she asked. "I'm still shook up by everything that has happened. I left them behind, and pushed all of my emotions down. But, now they're back. And I don't think they're going away as easy, this time."

"What emotions?" Kamilah asked, holding Amy close to her. She could hear the girl's heart beat, it was calming.

"Inadequacy," she said. "I feel like nothing I do is good enough. In work, in my relationships, even with myself. And I feel guilty. Like, everything that goes bad is somehow my fault. I don't feel worthy of love or kindness. It's hard to accept that, from you, or our friends. I love that you love me, but... I just doubt it so easily. If I do something that makes you angry, I worry that that's it. That you'll be done with me. That your feelings toward me could just change, on a dime. I know how foolish it sounds..."

"No, baby," Kamilah reassures her. "It isn't foolish. I understand trauma, I've had my share. I know it takes time, and sometimes it never really heals. I'm here, forever. I will reassure you of my love for you every day. Whatever you need, my love. You are my number one priority."

Amy hugs Kamilah wearily. "Let's go to bed," Kamilah says, picking the girl up. Amy laughs.

"I love you," Amy tells her as she carries her to the bedroom.

"I love you too," Kamilah assures her.

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[fatrainbowmermaidunicorn]

Dear Jungkook (Jungkook x You) // Chapter 2

MASTERLIST

Summary : (I suck in doing summary, so yeah)

Jungkook, Y/N and Jae Eun are the best of friends. While Y/N is in love with Jungkook ever since she can remember, Jungkook founds himself falling in love with her cousin, Jae Eun when Y/N introduces them a year later.When both Y/N and Jae Eun move to the States, Jungkook tried to keep in contact by emailing Jae Eun. As the emails grew constant, Jungkook is sure he’s falling more in love with the Jae Eun that he got to know through their emails.Little did he know that all these while, Y/N is the one who has been emailing him back.

Y/N and Jae Eun has been living in the States for almost seven years now. Jae Eun has successfully become the queen bee that she always wanted, with her own little clique who worships her. Y/N has grown into her looks and self confident, turning her into a beautiful young lady, no longer akward and reserved,  who is easily loved by everyone she meets. She's kind, friendly and intelligent. The two cousins might seem like a polar opposite but despite what people might think, they are the best of friends.

"Yah, Y/N, is this really Jungkook?" Jae Eun stormed into Y/N's room one day during one her lazy days spend in bed, shoving her iphone right in Y/N's face. Y/N squint her eyes and saw an article about Bangtan, the current hit idol group in K-pop, attached with a picture of Jungkook and the rest of his members right in the center of it. Y/N knows everything there is to know about this particular group. Jungkook had mention on more than several occssions about his group and his members antics in their still on going emails and online chats.

"Ye...yes," Y/N looked up to see Jae Eun smiling with glee. She can sense something bad is going to happen. Its been seven years since Jungkook's name even crossed Jae Eun's mind, why is she asking about him this time?

"You are still keeping in touch with him right? Still emailing him?" Y/N nodded and earn a chuckle from Jae Min as she plopped down beside her on the bed.

"I cant believe it has been seven years and you are still emailing him! How do you even find time for that?" Jae Min questioned and scoot in closer beside Y/N. "How come you didnt tell me that he has become this hot shot celebrity? And look at him, he is really  hot " Jae Eun tapped her fingers on Jungkook's smirking face on her phone. Y/N just keep her mouth shut, not knowing what to say. She looked at the photo, yes Jungkook is handsome. Very much so, but that is nothing compared to his mind and the way he thinks that Y/N adore so much. She look over at Jae Eun who is gawking at the photo, mentioning something about how cute the rest of the other members are too. Y/N didnt think Jae Eun even remember who Jungkook is anymore. "Anyway, since we are going back home soon, I might as well continue to email him, dont you think? It will be weird when we meet him again and I look lost," Jae Eun ponders, more to herself than directing the question to Y/N. "He still has the hots for me right?" Y/N nodded her head when Jae Eun looks straight to her face. Its true, despite being in an internationally famed idol grouo, Jungkook still seem to be very much in love with Jae Eun. At least it seems like it in the way he write the emails to Y/N. Sometimes it breaks Y/N's heart knowing that all his sweet words are meant for Jae Eun, and not for her, although she is the one who has been telling him things and sharing her own experiences all this while.  "You can stop helping me now. Thanks for your help though," Jae Min who was busy scrolling through her phone didnt even notice the change in Y/N's face. Y/N just sigh, knowing there's nothing she can do. After all, Jungkook thought he is emailing Jae Eun and he is in love with Jae Eun.

Y/N's father had mentioned that they will going back home in about a week's time for the summer. They will be spending the whole season back at home and later, both Y/N and Jae Eun can freely decide if they want to come back to the States continue to theur studies or just permanently stay home. Since the business deal that he had come there for went through, there will be a lot of back and forth trip to the States so he figured its fine if Jae Eun or Y/N decided to stay there instead of their hometown. Y/N's father is never one to forced anything onto his children and always gives them options to choose from. Y/N is both nervous and excited to come back to her beloved hometown to the point she cant get a goodnight sleep for about a week before they did. The place where she spend all her childhood and created amazing memories. The place where her mother is born and buried. Where her parents fell in love. The place where she herself fell in love.

Apparently, seven years did nothing to change her heart. Boys come and go during her years in the States, trying to win her heart, she even go out with a few of them, trying her best to move on but nothing ever worked out. No one ever succeed in taking Jungkook's place. Maybe keeping constant communication with someone you want to get over is not a good idea.

It's true that she is still emailing him even after seven years. Jungkook was so excited when she first responded, and since Jae Eun didnt show any interest to actually even open her email up to this very day, Y/N just kept on replying. And soon the lies has gotten too deep and to big for her to stop. Their friendship had gotten so real, its not possible for her to just cut him off anymore. As time goes by, her conversations with Jungkook turns more honest, and she become more of herself and less pretending to be Jae Eun. They even do more than just emailing,  chatting on the messenger when they both have the free time.

Her emails with Jungkook are the highlights of her day. Jungkook, thinking that its Jae Eun who he's having all this meaningful conversation with, shares everything. His struggles as a trainee, his first performance, concert, tour, his favorite band, his daily activities, everything. Jungkook has constantly asked for a video call, or maybe a photo, wanting to put a face to the person he's been talking to. Y/N, trying her best to dodge the truth, always send him a photo of both herself and Jae Eun together and decline every video call that he made, saying that she's too shy. She make a silent pact to herself that one day she will reveal herself to Jungkook. Y/N guess she will never get the chance to tell him who she really is now since Jae Eun already told her that she will be emailing him herself until they get home. Y/N sat in front of her laptop, take a deep breath and open her chat to see if Jungkook is online. Fortunately, he is. She poised her fingers on the keyboard, taking a deep  breath before she starts her chat with Jungkook, for one last time.

Y/N: Dear Jungkook,

JK: Hahaha. Why do you always start off your emails and chat that way? But its cute. I like it

Y/N: Hahaha. Fine. Hey!

JK: Heyyy! Why are you on9? Isnt it late out there?

Y/N: yeah... Y/N: cant sleep. Y/N: and since ur on9, i want to tell u sumting

JK: wat is it?

Y/N: tq for still keeping in touch with me all these years. Ur emails and stories always made my day Y/N: I enjoy everything that we talked about. And I enjoy getting to know more about you Y/N: I'm glad our friendship didnt wilt just bcs we are far away from each other

JK: .... JK: I had fun talking to you too Jae Eun. JK: U know u r the highlight of my day. No matter how busy I am, I always look 4ward 2 ur reply JK: but... JK: why does it sounds like u r saying goodbye?

Y/N: :) Y/N: i gtg now. Need some zzzz Y/N: gdnite jungkook

Y/N slammed her MacBook shut without waiting for Jungkook's reply. She can already feel tears forming in her eyes but remind herself that there's no point in crying. She's not losing anything. Jungkook was never hers to begin with. This is just a favor for Jae Eun. Seven years might be a long time. One would think its long enough for maybe even Jungkook to fall in love with her, but during all those seven years, Jungkook's heart had always been Jae Eun's. She already know this very fact seven years ago when she started this whole mess, and now that her heart has fallen more deeply in love with Jungkook, she knows there is no one to blame but herself.

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After hours of flying, Y/N and Jae Eun finally landed back home. Jae Eun puts on her expensive sunglasses and let the assistants wheeled her numerous amounts of Louis Vuitton luggage while linking her arms with Y/N. Y/N just laugh at her cousin's antics and use her free hand to wheel her own single luggage. She only brought over the neccesities. Who needs a thousand pairs of heels? After all, this is home. She still has some things left in her old room, and knowing Jae Eun, she will probably dragged her for another shopping trip. Yet still, Jae Eun insisted to bring all the latest designer items that she owns, just in case she might need it.

"I'm a model, remember? I have to look good!" she reminded Y/N of the fact. The truth is, Jae Eun has only been doing some small scale modelling in the States and that is all there is, but to her, its a stepping stone to be the next Gigi Hadid. Y/N just chuckle at her bold statement. "And also, the future girlfriend of idol superstar Jeon Jungkook!"  Y/N's heart sank when Jae Eun mentioned his name. She had been restless during the whole flight. Will Jungkook be happy to see her? Does Jungkook think that she purposely stop keeping in touch with him? Will her heart be okay to see the boy she loves after seven whole years? Worse, can she take it when Jungkook dont even know he's been talking to her all this while?

It is a fact that Jungkook still very much likes Jae Eun. At least according to his emails, he still does. "I read some of the emails you guys exchanged. You know, to fill me in. But I skipped all the boring part! And boy, there were  a lot!" she laughs. "But it sure seems like he's still into me," Jae Eun turn to look at Y/N when she didnt answer. "Right Y/N?" Jae Eun knows she had asked this same question before but she needs to really make sure.

"Y..yeah. He does,"

"Oh well. I cant believe he actually think its really me who's replying all those boring emails,"

"Do you...do you even really like him Jae Eun?" Y/N finally finds the courage to ask. Sometimes its ridiculous how oblivious Jae Eun is to the rest of the world. She cant even see how much her own cousin, her best friend is in love with the boy she's planning to turn into her boyfriend

"Well, now that he's a famous celebrity, I sure do!" she said, not even a trace of guilt or shame in her voice. "Oh look we are here!"

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Jungkook is puzzled by his last chat with Jae Eun. She sounded cold and she really sounded like she's saying goodbye. He waited a couple of days to see if she will be online again, but she didnt, so he decided to write another email.

Hey Jae Eun,

What happened during our last chat? Why do I feel like you are saying goodbye? Did anything happen? And why aren't you online for the last few days?

Jungkook

Miraculously, Jungkook didnt have to wait long as he received a reply the next morning.

Hey Kookie!

Nothing happen! Oh I have great news. I'm going to come back home in a few days time!

And my uncle is throwing a homecoming party for us, and of course, you are invited! Make sure to wear something nice you hottie. I wsnt to show off my handsome boyfriend to everyone *wink*

Love, Jae Eun

Jungkook is weirded out by the email. Kookie? Love? Wear something hot? Hottie?? Since when does Jae Eun ever say these kind of things. Plus, her emails always starts with Dear Jungkook, no matter how many times he tease her about it. And her boyfriend? Yes, Jungkook did hinted various of times that he wants ti be more than friends and all these while Jae Eun always dodge the question or laugh it off.  He doesnt mind really, he finds it cute and if Jae Eun is finally willing to call him her boyfriend, he is more than happy to be one. So he just shrugged it off, thinking maybe Jae Eun is just excited to come back home and start thinking about the party where he can see the love of his life again.

He made a promised to himself to finally make Jae Eun his the next time he see her again.

When he first met Jae Eun, he admitted that he's attracted to her by her beauty. He knows that Jae Eun never did give him the time of the day but his competitiveness makes him want to fight for Jae Eun's attention.  He spend less time with Y/N in order to achieve his mission, a fact that he knows but he always convinced himself that he will find the time for her later. But that time never comes and the next thing he knows, both Y/N and Jae Eun are leaving for the States. To ensure that he wont regret his decision of neglecting his best friend in order to pursue Jae Eun, he tried to keep contact by emailing her. It suprise him that she actually replied and as he slowly gets to know her better through their constant chats and emails, he finds himself falling more and more in love with the girl behind the screen. He is sure its for real this time, and not because of her beauty like he did years ago. Her thoughts on life, the way she thinks, every story that she tells him, it just makes him find her more interesting.

So he told himself that the next time he saw her, he will make sure she will belong to him. Jungkook did think about Y/N some times. He even told Jae Eun through his emails to ask Y/N to chat him up, he even emailed her once, but she never did respond. Jungkook grew angry at Y/N for disposing their friendship just like that and decide to just move on from her. If Y/N can easily forget about him, then he can definitely do the same to her.

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As expected of the Jang Empire, the homecoming party is luxurious. Live band, free flow of champagne, guest dressed in their perfect outfits. Jungkook even saw some other idols and celebrities at the party. Jungkook feels glad that he brought Taehyung and Jimin with him, or else he would have been akward standing alone surrounded by all these guests that he finds to be very intimidating. He akwardly stand around the party, trying to find the face that he had longed to see. Jimin and Taehyung are already off on the dancefloor, doing silly dances with some girl they just met. Jungkook just waved them off when the two boys asked him to joined them on the dancefloor, too nervous and eyes too busy searching for Jae Eun. He can feel girls are checking hin out, especially with his two handsome hyungs by his side, but no one else matter other than Jae Eun. Seven years he had stayed loyal to the same girl, and he can finally see her, smell her, touch her, tonight.

About 30 minutes into the party, Jungkook finally spotted Jae Eun walking down the main stairs into the party. She looks absolutely gorgeous in her red dress and perfect hair. Jungkook felt his breath has been taken away and a large smile crept up his face. A sense of pride start to consume him at the thought that the beautiful girl everyone is looking at belongs to him.

"Woah, who's that?" Jungkook look to his hyung who is staring at the same spot he was looking earlier. Irritation crept into him as he assumed they are talking about Jae Eun. His Jae Eun.

"God, look at her. I've never seen anyone looked so good in such a simple dress before," Taehyung still have his mouth opened. Simple dress?  Jae Eun's dress is anything but simple with its deep red hue, slits on both sides and covered almost entirely in Swavorski diamonds. Then who are they talking about? Jungkook whipped his head up to where his hyung is looking at and is greeted with the sight of a girl behind Jae Eun. The girl is wearing a plain nude knee length coloured dress with the lightest makeup and her long black hair is styled in a messy updo. His hyungs were right, she is gorgeous. The moment she smile to someone in the crowd, Jungkook's heart starts to race crazily and a sense of familiarity hit him. Its the same smile that used to give him butterflies when he was eight, when she shoved him her extra pair of Converse and telling him not to cry anymore. The same smile that he didnt realize he had miss before tonight.

"Y...Y/N?"

[spookyinternetking-blog]

What do I put in my Portfolio?

cAt this point I think it would be a good idea to make some decisions on portfolio content as I will soon be starting to build a portfolio that works for me. I have decided to use an online portfolio, with a printed portfolio to complement it.

I need to look at previous projects to help me decide what to start my portfolio with, as this will be the work that is driving my practice now. In the future, as I develop more work, it may be possible to re-evaluate the work I am doing, but now I just need to make a start.

I see myself as a Fine Art Urban Landscape Photographer so I will need to consider how this influences my choices here.About twelve months ago I was engaged with two great projects; The Death of the High Street and The Things We Leave Behind. I have also been building an ongoing project entitled Urbane Urban? iPhoneography. These three projects can all be grouoed together to make up the main part of my portfolio, with additions being made on a regular basis as my image library increases.

The Death of the High Street and The Things We Leave Behind are both shot using a Mamiya M645 medium format camera as I feel this helps me to achieve great quality throughout the image whilst maintaining a compact and lightweight kitbag.

In The Death of the Hgh Street I considered how our high streets have changed with the introduction of large supermarkets, out of town retail parks and department stores, and the effect this has had.

I spend a lot of time walking around my local high street and it has become an essential part of my shopping habits, so I am constantly aware that there are many changes that happen, which affect how we see and use our high streets. I am also lucky that I live near to Birmingham, UK and this helps me to analyse and emphasise these changes within my own work.

iPhoneography is a project I have really enjoyed doing because it forces me to consider what I am photographing and why/how it is relevant to my other work.I made a conscious effort to ensure that all the images were found within the urban landscape, so as to create a narrative of my journey through the environment in which I live and work.

The project is currently still ongoing as it was initially the brainchild of a friend of mine. He had contacted me via Facebook towards the end of December 2016 with the suggestion of a ‘Photo-a-day’ challenge; a challenge which I gladly accepted. The idea was simple; take at least one photo everyday for a year, beginning on January 1st 2017 and ending on December 31st 2017, and post it to social media. I didn’t want this project to be just a daily picture of something that only had meaning to me, so I make a point of looking for the things in the urban landscape which are new, interesting and constantly changing so I had to really think about what I was shooting. I chose to shoot this project on the iPhone as I always have it with me, even if I am not acrrying any other camera, and it is a perfect tool for posting to social media platforms.

In July I printed a one-off monograph of the first six months of this project because I just thought it would be good to look at the progression of the project throughout the year.

In The Things We Leave Behind I was keen to use black and white as I feel it removed some of the obvious signs of identity that colour provides. The result of this is to force the viewer to forget about any preconceived ideas they may have and approach the images with an open mind

The images in all of these projects have been taken in a number of different urban areas because I wanted to gather a broad range of different environments. This provided me with a more diverse idea about the urban landscape and the different social, political and economical issues which have formed the landscape.

There is a little issue witht he quality of the images in this black and white project. This has been caused by me scanning the printed images and trying to edit those in Photoshop afterwards. I can easily overcome this by retrieving the original film negatives and scanning those instead, before editing and uploading the images to my portfolio.

[thetechnologyguy-blog1]

DISTRIBUTED DENIAL O SECRETS: A NEW COMPETITOR FOR WIKILEAKS

The cyberactivism has a new anonymous face

According to Salvador Ruiz, network security specialist from the International Institute of Cyber Security, Distributed Denial of Secrets(DDOS) is a transparency collective whose main goal is to enable the free transmission of public interest data. DDOS aims to avoid any political, corporate or personal leanings, and simply act as a beacon of available information. As a collective, DDOS do not support any cause, idea or message beyond ensuring that information will be available to those who need it most – the people.

How to get: https://ddosecretspzwfy7.onion.to/

The grouo recently announced the release of a massive email leaking belonging to Russian oligarchs, journalists, religious leaders and politicians.

While DDOS team is happy to serve as an index to data of all varieties, mostly follow this two criteria:

Is the data of public interest?

Can a prima facie case be made for the veracity of the contents?

Unless already public, or as authorized by its source, DDOS do not disclose the providing party of any received information, and it’s fully committed to ensuring their anonymity from all threats. DDOS could never advise on the perfect procedure for transferring data to its platform anyone else, but it can act as a shield for that process and share advice from its experience. Often its role is to not just make data available, but to act as an anonymity guard to pass data to journalists and other figures best positioned to interrogate it.

The Collective

DDOS is a small group, but its reach expands far beyond just the members, not all of who are listed or ever acknowledged by their own preference. DDOS have informally worked together for many years and have developed deep connections in the field of data gathering, research, journalism, activism and technology. In 2018, DDOS members decided to put together their expertise and time to create a unified project representing their shared goals, and provide a platform for others to know and trust.

The modern state of “leaking” organizations has deteriorated rapidly for many years, poisoned by their own egos and interests. The DDOS view is that data is a resource and a record – this data can never tell the whole story. DDOS trusts the public to be responsible with data, and open it to them for the rigorous examination of it. In time, the truth can always emerge.

The Team

Emma Best – @NatSecGeek

Emma is an independent journalist who has spent more years filling out FOIA’s than most people have spent reading the news. Known for her tenacity in always finding the next lead and penetrating the bureaucratic walls of government, she has a keen eye for the details in every document and is a ruthless advocate for the truth even when all others dare not dig deeper.

“The Architect”

This is the pseudonym for DDOS’s technical behemoth that prefers to remain anonymous. He is no stranger to controversy and has been involved in privacy and technology activism for at least 10 years. The Architect is primarily responsible for advising on the operational security of the collective and maintains web and technical operations for the group.

WANTED

DDOS is always looking to expand its available data sets. They can consider almost any data, but they are actively seeking out the below information. If you can help them locate it, it would be greatly appreciated!

ACAPOR Leaked Emails (Torrent Hash: 4b92fe94ccb803d6c5b97abc4c7ebdf706290539)

Filipe Menezes Emails (Torrent Hash: 2866dc3538d12d99c88eb254591773d3821d939c)

Goldcorp (Torrent Hash: 0c385c2010e8a47e046ac8284f2f848c3ce5f8de)

Alleged emails from Ukraine’s Central Election Committee (Torrent Hash: 2df1c468641911537e3fbd22647c4bd14afebed7)

Anonymous Bulgaria/Greece/Spain releases

Armenia/Azerbaijan leaks and counterleaks

Five Star Movement (Moviemento 5 Stelle, M5S) emails

GhostSec advisory list of extremist sites and flagging content on Internet Archive

Lizard Squad database

LulzSec Canada/Peru releases

mSpy hack-Parastoo leaks

RedHat leaks

Team GhostShell releases

Telecomix releases

Seventh Day Adventist Church leak

Syrian Electronic Army leaks

Ukraine General Prosecutor’s Office leak

Winter-Leak.com leaked HBO files

Yemen Cyber Army Leaks