#your job is important. so is our humanity. and if you cannot accept that people are fucking mad as hell

[inkskinned]

you have to go to work so you can pay for your doctor, who is not taking your insurance right now, and if you say i can't afford the doctor's you are told - get a better job. it is very sad that you are unwell, yes, but maybe you should have thought about that before not having a better job.

(where is the better job? who is giving out these better jobs? you are sick, you are hurting - how the hell are you supposed to be well enough for this better job?)

but you go to the doctor because you had the nerve to be hurt or sick or whatever else. and they tell you that it is because you have anxiety. you try your best. you are a self-advocate. you've done the reading (which sometimes pisses them off worse, honestly). you say it is actually adding to my anxiety, it is effecting my quality of life. so they say that you are fat. they say that all young people have this happen to them, isn't it a medical marvel! they say that you should eat more vegetables. they say that you probably just need to lose a little more weight, and that you are faking it for attention.

(what attention could this doctor possibly give? what validation? that's their fucking job, isn't it?)

there is always a hypochondriac, right. someone always tells you about a hypochondriac. or someone who is unnecessarily aggressive during the worst days of their life. or someone looking "for a quick fix". or some idiot who wasn't educated about how to properly care for themselves who just abandons their treatment. and again, the hypochondriac, the overly-cautious hysteric. these people don't deserve to be treated like humans (right), and since you might be one of these people, you also don't get treated like a human. because those people can really fuck with the system, you now have to pay for it. and besides. you're actually probably faking it.

(more often than not, you find a 2:1 ratio of these stories. for every "hypochondriac", there are 2 people who knew something was wrong, and yet nobody could fucking find it. the story often ends with pointless suffering. the story often ends with and now it's too late, and it's going to kill me.)

you are actually just making excuses. someone else got that procedure or that diagnosis and he's fine, you should be fine too. someone else said they watched a documentary about other inspirational people with your exact same condition, maybe you should be inspirational, too. you're just too morbid. your pain and your experience is probably just not statistically concerning. it is all self-reported anyway, and you're just being a baby.

(once, while sitting down in the middle of making coffee, you had the sudden, horrible thought - i could kill myself to make the pain stop. you had to call your best friend after that. had to pet your dog. had to cry about it in the shower. you won't, but that moment - god, fuck. the pain just goes on and on.)

you know someone who went in for routine surgery and said i still feel everything. they told her to just relax. it took her kicking and screaming before they figured out she wasn't lying - the anesthetic drip hadn't been working. you know someone who went in for severe migraines who was told drink water and lose weight. you know someone who was actively bleeding out and throwing up in the ER and was told you're just having a bad period.

in the ER there are always these little posters saying things like "don't wait! get checked today!" and you think about how often you do wait. how often the days spool out. you once waited a full week before seeing the doctor for what you thought was a sprained wrist. it had actually been broken - they had to rebreak it to set it.

but you go into the doctor. the problem you're having is immediate. the person behind the counter frowns and says we're not taking your insurance. you will be paying for this out-of-pocket.

they send you home with tylenol and a little health packet about weight loss or anxiety or attention deficit. on the front it has your birthday and diagnosis. you think about crying, and the words swim. it might as well say go fuck yourself. it might as well say you're a fucking idiot. it might as well say light your money on fire and lie down in it. and the entire fucking time - the problem persists.

it's okay. it's okay, it's just another thing, you think. it's just another thing i have to learn to live with.

[luminalunii97]

Iran's protests revolution is not simply about hijab or bodily autonomy, rather those are parts of the issue: a meta post (part 1)

I don't think I can stress enough that today's conflicts between people and the governing system is not to correct the system, rather to make a fundamental change by getting rid of the current corrupted system altogether. Why? Because we came to this conclusion throughout this 4 decades that this system is impossible to work with. (You can't correct ideologies, theocracy, dictatorship, and worst of all a religious totalitarianism) So when you talk about IranProtests2022, don't limit it to mandatory hijab, it goes far far beyond that. As one favorite slogan on the streets states it:

این آخرین پیامه، هدف کل نظامه

(this is the last message, [our] target is the whole system (regime))

*I'm going to use historical facts, people's chants on the streets, and the constitution of Islamic Republic to make my point across*

What you hear today the most on the streets in Iran is the melodic slogan آزادی، آزادی، آزادی (freedom, freedom, freedom)

which is a generic demand that holds all forms of freedom including freedom of speech, freedom of religion, freedom flow of information and freedom of choice in its belly. Seeking freedom is not a recent development in Iranian society. If you study Iran's history for the past century, one thing is very clear: today's protests-going-on-revolution has old roots. You could say the fight for democracy, what is thought by Iranians to be the only path that enables people to gain individual freedom and to establish social justice, has started more than a hundred years ago, by the constitutional revolution.

The incompetency and corruption of the kings and their royal dependents during the Qajar rule, the vast interference of foreign powers in the country's affairs, and the shift in western politics towards liberation were possible factors that pushed Iranian figures and people into rising up for freedom. But due to many obstacles, among them foreign interference especially by Russia and Britain and later on USA mostly because of the natural resources in iran like oil, and furthermore culture and religion, this fight for libration and democracy hasn't been won yet. There have been various attempts in this ongoing fight, two well known examples are Mohammed Mosadegh government and the notorious islamic revolution 1979.

But our main focus here is the issue at hand. Why Islamic Republic of Iran must go?

In every area you could think of, Islamic republic has f-ed up these last 4 decades. International affairs?! F-ed up. Financial prosperity? Safety and peace? Environment? Managing water resources? Saving endangered animals? Job making? Education? Women's rights? Queers rights? Ethnic groups right? Human rights? Even representing Islam? Freedom of speech? Freedom of religion? Freedom? All f-ed up.

I'm going to give you examples;

Women's rights:

This is important because women are the leads in this protests and their demands are at the center of it all. Women's rights are the heart of this revolution.

Women in iran cannot wear what they want. It's not just hijab that's mandatory, it's a specific dress code. I have a hijabi friend who loves wearing long sleeved blouses and long skirts. But she can't. Because hijab should fit into a specific style to be accepted and blouses are not acceptable clothings. There are should and shouldn'ts women must follow. Look at some examples:

No tight pants, no bright colors, no hair, no bare foot, no makeup, no short manto, no tight manto, no buttonless manto, no short pants, and check out, there's more.

So if you wear your hijab like below you're going to either get arrested or be thrown out of a governmental institute:

But the thing is forced hijab is not the only or even the most important problem for women. Here is a list of women's issues in Iran, this is what gender apartheid means here: (tw for misogyny and rape)

*Women can't drive a bicycle or motorbike in iran, the funny thing is they can sit behind a man on a motorcycle but they can't be the driver themselves!!!

*women can't go to stadiums to watch men's sports.

*women can't get a passport or travel without their husbands permission.

*women can't get married without their father or grandfather or court's permission

*women can't go to work or get a higher education without their husbands permission

*University students who are women in case of staying in a dormitory need their father or husband's written consent.

*Women can't even check into a hotel on their own

*women can't become judges because they're "emotional"

*women can't run for presidency because the first condition to become a candidate is to be a man

*Women can't decide to get a divorce, and their child custody goes automatically to the father so they should fight for both

*a woman's testimony in court has half the value of a man because they're not "trustworthy"

*a woman's blood money is half a man's

*a woman's share of inheritance is half her brother's

*a man can marry up to 4 wives but polyamory not only isn't recognized for women, there are serious punishments including death penalties for women who have sex with anyone who's not their husband

*The law considers sex within marriage consensual by definition and, therefore, does not address spousal rape, including in cases of forced marriage. It gets worse. Women are supposed, by law, to always say yes to their husband's sexual advances. A man can take a complaint to the court about his wife saying no to him for sex!

*fathers are considered the "owner" of their child therefore if a man kills his child he won't get appropriately punished and only spend a brief time in jail. This worsen honor killing in iran where some fathers kill their daughters for reasons like having a boyfriend.

*the legal age of marriage is very low, 13 for girls and 15 for boys, and even that's more of a formality. It's possible to get married at any age. That is by far one of the most alarming things about Iran's human rights violations, child-wives shouldn't exist.

...

The thing is, fighting for women's rights isn't something new in Iran, it has never been this widespread though. After the failure that was 1979 revolution, the government started to oppress women more and more as it went on. Women's protests against discrimination started early on and continued after islamic republic was stablished. Watch this report made by TIME around 2 years ago. Look how far we've come:

[lazyollie]

〈 • Tfa ships • 〉

Terrible or wonderful

For the first we can all agree that the Transformers Armada ships are kinda wild and weird. When I joined to the Transformers Trumbler fandom I bumped into some interesting information but let's talk about this later.

So I find some ships what might be acceptable or maybe not. I'm gonna talk about why may people ship them and in my opinion is valid or not.

(Please write Constructive criticism in the comments.)

Before I start I wanna say this is my opinion and if you think something else about this then let me know in the comments. Please don't make hate comments!

IMPORTANT INFORMATION: I watched the Japanes version so maybe some story line is different.

Megatron x Optimus prime

This ship is almost ruined but we have some interesting facts what can save this ship.

From the begining Optimus and Megatron acting weird with each others. They fight is really difficult from other's.

[It's could be because of the animations are not the perfect and the artist of the series was kinda lazy about drawning of the characters. We all saw some fails:)]

First fact: hands

They always touching each others hand in every fight. The robots never forget to do this. The problem is how they holding each other hands. Like a couple who start dancing romantically.

Second fact: look

Megatron teasing Optimus so badly. He's smirk whenever he see Optimus is kinda interesting.

In this scene Galvatron looks at Optimus so teasingly, AND THE POSE! There's something we don't know of them I swear. The last battle of them was the most weird fight.

Third fact: optimus death

We all know that sad scene where Optimus sacrificed his self for the Earth. Megatron on that days was super changeable. He looked like he would miss Optimus.

Megatron also said that "I can't believe I will say this but It's good to have you back" (I'm pretty sure he didn't said just like that, but that's what I get it from it.)

If I have to say something about they ship than I would say, this is cute. I love them. So in my opinion this is an 'alright ship'.

Starscream x Alexis

A ship what I hate so badly. It's cannot be real. Why would anybody ship a robot and a human together? I dunno.

When Starscream joined to the autobots Alexis was the first person who trust on him. She was friendly with him and tried to help him. Our broken hearted robot seemed he didn't care but he cared deeply.

After he left the Autobots for a revenge on Megatron. He dropped the blankie what he got from the kids for his birthday. Alexis was upset about it of course but she still believed that Starscream is good.

In the Space Starscream and Alexis became friends after Starscream saved her again and again.

Someone find a official blog where they said that in the show Alexis character seems like she is in love with Starscream. This information is important.

They just friends. The cutest duo ever. I just want them to be together again.

I don't support this ship.

Hotshot x Red alert

They had an episode where Hotshot doesn't acknowledged Red alert's work. They had a fight. But at the ending of the episode Hotshot realised Red alert's job also important.(Or something like that. I feel like I have to watch it again:') )

I don't know. I never thought about this two like a ship before.

Maybe It's a little bit strained. Some people just want to see a ship in them. I have no idea.

Your choice.

Cyclonus x Demolishor

They are best friends in the series. I ship them. I want them to be a couple.

Here we can see Demolishor saves Cyclonus from falling down.

Our evil psychopath Cyclonus and the soft Demolishor are the perfect matching. SHIP!

What I noticed about Demolishor:

After I rewatched the episode where we get a look of how Megatron treated Starscream. Later one of their teamate (I forgot his name) did a drama what caused to Starscream and Megaton had a fight. At the whole time I felt like Demolishor tried to stop this. It was so cute.

Back to the topic...

THEY ARE BOYFRIENDS!!

The cute fanarts made me ship them.

It's alright ship in my opinion.

Optimus x Red alert

Woo. So a medic and the leader of the Autobots. They story started on Cybertron where this two were already best friends and fought together in the war.

They have a perfect dinamic and they get along with each other really well.

The introvert and the extrovert<3

I really don't know. I feel neutral about this. I wouldn't said this ship is unacceptable but I wouldn't said either that couldn't be a ship.

Share your own opinion about it in the comment.

Jetfire x Starscream

There's an episode where this two visited together a planet for a mini-con (I guess). Starscream. I believe the reason is why people ship them is because maybe this two character had a good friendship with each others in the G1. I am just guessing I haven't watched the G1 yet but I saw some fanarts.

I don't know what to say about them.

Starscream x Hotshot

Well well well. Before I start let me apologies. I ship them.

They are like a moon and the sun. Like enemies to lovers. Like introverted and the extroverted. Like the Pessimist and the Optimist. I love them so much.

Let me show it for ya:

I can't explain myself. I really want to tell why I ship them to understand it.

This is my curse.

Nevermind.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I can only say this is my opinion. If you know more really good or a really bad ship then comment it. If there's enough ship I'm going to make a part 2.

Bye bye!

[faelingdraws]

Ive been informing on myself for awhile and following the community on and off sometimes and i see people being usually split on stuff such as traumagenic and endogenic systems and also people saying they can become plural (?).

Most of the community agrees endogenic systems arent a thing, whats your opinion on it?

In regards to someone becoming plural, people say they do it for religion which gets me sooo confused, i feel like they dont really know what being plural means but i might not know enough.

I have a huge interest in psychology especially towards the way trauma makes our brain react so im very curious about your opinion on this kind of stuff ":)

I see it as this--

DID is when your ability to have a cohesive whole never forms (traumagenic.) This is attributed to childhood trauma, neglect and/or instability. You do not have a proper ability to self regulate. You cannot accept experiences as having happened to "you". Your brain is in a constant dissociative fog, because it is all you learned how to cope.

DID is the dysregulation of the way we medically/scientifcally understand the way our brain organizes our 'self'.

Endogenic systems and plurality, then, come from a different angle. It is the dysregulation of the societal and cultural definition of 'self.' This is why the identities in plurality are so important and focused on; What "identity" means is far more personal. I do not think it is a good thing, mind; it's still a dysregulation. It is just a dysregulation of how you see yourself and your emotions. I see it most commonly in those with gender dysphoria or who are neurodivergent (A study of 600+ college students with autism revealed that many have identity disturbances due to masking, early trauma, ect)

DID requires intense therapy to 'cure' (to varying success and no widely accepted treatment method) and can cause actual damage in the brain. It is life-long. Plurality, however, can be temporary if one's feelings towards themselves and how they present can reach cohesion again, no therapy needed. Sometimes people identify as plural during the time they begin to understand themselves because it brings them an easier time in accepting all parts of themselves.

Both are valid, and I don't like gatekeeping. The human experience is vast and DID cannot exist in a vacuum - other disorders can cause identity disturbances, too. It's best to just be kind - people are just trying to be comfortable with themselves at the end of the day and it's no one's job to police that. The "truth" or "reality" of their lived experience is between them, loved ones and mental health professionals.

[dyns33]

The Bond

I miss writing about Charlie Cox characters and so I made a real long Vulcan Owen stories

Things weren't always easy between Y/N and Owen.

This might seem normal, because things had never been easy between Humans and Vulcans. Although Vulcans had a reputation for being logical beings, they could be very cold, insensitive, rude, and mean.

Faced with Humans, emotional, illogical, easily offended and prone to violence, this did not make a very good mix.

Fortunately some humans were calm enough to appreciate the Vulcans' attitude, and some Vulcans were intelligent enough to adapt to the difference of Humans.

Between Y/N and Owen, that should have been the case. Everyone in Starfleet thought so when Captain Kirk announced that these two new recruits were going to work with his crew.

Owen was a Vulcan like almost all Vulcans. Y/N was not a human like all humans. Without having followed Surak's teachings, she loved science and reflection, and with her intelligence, she demonstrated great rigor and logic in her work.

Her colleagues had a hard time with her. They could see that she wasn't mean, maybe a little shy, not knowing how to deal with them. It was still rare for her to make friends.

“It will probably be easier with a Vulcan.” one of her instructors had said.

It was worse with the Vulcan.

The first problem encountered was Owen's inexplicable habit of pointing out all her errors and omissions. It wasn't often, but whenever it happened, he was there to say so, without ever congratulating or complimenting her when, on the contrary, she was doing a good job.

“Do you know the quality of your work ?”

"Indeed."

“So I don’t see why I need to tell you about it when there’s nothing to add.” he decided, keeping a neutral expression. “But when you clearly cannot see that the quality is not acceptable, it is necessary for you to be informed.”

Y/N bit the inside of her cheek to keep from answering him. Because it was pointless, and because she knew he wasn't wrong. She didn't want his compliments anyway, his opinion didn't matter.

She continued to take his criticism, letting Dr. McCoy and her other colleagues come to her defense when it became unbearable.

The second problem was that Y/N would have loved things to go well with Vulcans, and even more so with Owen. If she forgot the times when he opened his mouth to insult her work or her intelligence, he was much more interesting than most of the people on the ship.

Cultivated, clever, and very pleasant to look at.

They could have at least been friends if he had behaved differently, and she tried not to think that anything more than friends might have been an option either.

The last problem, the most important, occurred following an accident. This should never have happened.

If she could have, Y/N would have slapped Captain Kirk for his catastrophic management of crises, which he created himself most of the time, because of his need for adventure.

The ship had suffered a lot of damage from an attack, there had been a lot of injuries, including Owen, and Y/N hadn't thought when approaching him to help him.

As soon as she touched him, she knew she had made a mistake. One more.

Owen didn't tell her this time, watching her hand on his arm, which she quickly removed after an electric shock ran through her body, as well as a strange feeling in her head.

"We'll need a healer." he whispered.

"… The Medbay is full, but I can treat you here."

"No. I'm talking about our bond. It will need to be stabilized with a Vulcan healer."

"…Our bond ?" she asked, avoiding looking at him, not really wanting to hear what he was going to say, not wanting to understand.

"We are compatible. Your mind touched mine, and we are now bonded."

“And the healer can undo that ?”

"No. The bond seems strong, we are highly compatible. It would be risky. And after what happened to my planet, bonds are rare and precious."

The bond. Owen only spoke about this bond, and its importance, and never about her, about them, about feelings or that kind of thing that was obviously useless and illogical in his eyes. Nothing romantic, even though it seemed so strong.

Very strong according to the healer who examined them, stating that it was indeed a rare bond, formed without the help of a priest, and that it was impossible to undo.

This did not seem to bother Owen, who simply stated that he would use his shield as often as possible, to prevent their work from being disrupted by stray thoughts.

That's what she was in his mind, a parasite, who made mistakes, who risked compromising him with her base human instincts. He must have seen what she felt for him, this strange mixture of hatred and love, this desire to be closer to him.

Everyone congratulated them on their "marriage", which hurt her even more. So romantic. Y/N then discovered that a lot of people had noticed that she wasn't completely uninterested in Owen, which was worse than anything. A real humiliation.

She locked herself into work, preferring to stay alone the rest of the time. No one seemed to notice, her "husband" first, too busy with his own experiences.

Y/N told herself that she shouldn’t blame him. He hadn't asked for this bond, and he was acting the way his culture and species had always acted. She had inquired about it, she had discovered this shameful secret that was the pon farr. The only time he would come to touch her, if he didn't choose death through meditation.

At least, that was what she told herself until she saw Captain Kirk with Commander Spock in a corner of the ship.

They were kissing. The commander's cheeks were green, his eyes sparkling, as he whispered what sounded like tender words to the captain.

He was half human, but Spock had always acted according to Surak's principles. Vulcans were therefore capable of romance and proof of love. Owen just didn't like her. This had been obvious from the start. It was a real test to remain calm when he came to her to discuss a problem while checking her calculations, which seemed wrong, again.

"… These are not my calculations. They have been changed." she sighed as she read the report, staying as far away from him as possible and refusing to look at him.

"Really ? I'm going to ask to find out who made this mistake in this case. Can I see the original calculations ?"

"Here."

"Hmm. They are correct."

"Sorry you can't criticize me this time. Leave me now."

Except Owen didn't let her. He stood by her desk, staring at her with a weird look, and for a moment a strange feeling took over her body, something warm, almost comforting.

Then he approached, which made her step back, afraid when she saw that he had moved his hand in her direction.

"What are you doing ?"

"Ashayam… It appears you are troubled. Emotionally compromised. I can help you channel…"

"I don't want your help. I don't want anything from you, leave."

“Ashayam…” he repeated with an almost sad look, before greeting her and leaving the room.

This word was unknown to her. Ashayam. Another insult ? Y/N asked Uhura who seemed surprised by her interpretation, telling her that it was better that she asked Owen. She didn't, returning to her work.

On her desk, she found flowers. Odd. Probably a mistake, a prank, or her colleagues who saw that she wasn't doing well lately and who tried to cheer her up.

Then there were the chocolates. A ring. Science books. And finally a long parchment written in a language impossible to understand. In Vulcan.

Reading it, Commander Spock's cheeks turned green again, muttering that it was an old poem.

Y/N didn't know that Vulcans wrote poems, and she didn't understand why she had received one. It seemed absurd that Owen would offer her all this.

Her pride and curiosity being stronger than her fear, she finally decided to go see him, finding him in his room, reading. She placed the poem in front of him.

"Why ?"

"I do not understand your question." he said very honestly.

"Why all these gifts ? Why now ? You saw that this bond made me suffer and so what ? Are you pitying me ? I don't want your pity. I wanted to love you, really. I'm afraid that I love you a little to tell the truth, which is the worst mistake of my life, the stupidest thing I ever…"

"I love you too."

It was rare that Y/N didn’t know what to say. As a scientist and an intelligent woman, she always knew what she should say or do. But no one had taught her how to react to a Vulcan who told her that he loved her.

“I have loved you for a long time, without daring to declare myself.” he continued. "I didn't know if it would be reciprocated. Now I know that you love me too, I knew it when we touched, and our bond is an irrefutable proof. It was a great moment of joy. So intense that I needed a healer quickly to not lose my mind, then a lot of meditation to remain calm. I think of you all the time. So blinded that I did not perceive the rest, your unhappiness, the need for contact, of communication. You are psi-null, you did not perceive my feelings in return. If anyone made a mistake, it was me."

"… You criticize me all the time. You spend all your time showing me my mistakes !"

"It is important to see your mistakes in order to correct them and not do them again. Most of them are due to fatigue and overwork, not of lack of intelligence from your part. If I didn't know you were clever, I wouldn't even have try to show them to you. But my primary goal was for you to rest, in addition to having an excuse to see you. I… I must have expressed myself incorrectly. As with the rest. I am now trying to repair my faults, Ashayam, but I can't find the right method. It says here 'if you love them, let them go', but I don't understand the meaning of the sentence. What can I do to make you happy ?"

It wasn't a book for his work that he was holding. Like her, Owen was reading up on Terran culture in order to know how to properly court Y/N. He had also asked their colleagues for advice, which hadn't really helped him because they all said something different.

There was nothing logical about love, the poor guy was lost. He might have known what to do if he had thought less, but he seemed afraid of what he might do. He still wanted her happiness. He loved her.

He loved her.

"… A kiss would be a good start." Y/N whispered.

Owen looked at her, as if to determine if she was serious, before nodding, standing up to come towards her, and holding out two fingers. She looked at his hand with a frown.

"Uh… Yes ?"

“I'm initiating a kiss.”

“I see a lot of fingers and not a lot of lips.”

“Lips ?” he repeated, frowning as well. "Oh. A Terran kiss. My apologies, I didn't understand, Ashayam."

"What does that mean ?"

“Beloved.”

Without giving her time to process what he had just said, he pressed his mouth to hers, obviously unaware of how to act, but doing his best. As soon as their skin touched, the pleasant feeling returned, Y/N's body immediately relaxing and moving as close to Owen as possible, one hand on his neck, and the other on his cheek. He imitated her, letting himself be guided.

He was shaking a little, his breathing quickening as Y/N kissed him really hard, sucking on his lips, searching for his tongue, and letting her hands roam his back. Quickly, she found herself against a wall, Owen abandoned her mouth to nibble on her neck. One of her moans unfortunately seemed enough to stop him.

"… I need to meditate."

“It was a good start though.”

"I need to meditate. I have to conduct an experiment in a few hours."

“That gives us a lot of time."

“Ashayam, if I don’t meditate, we won’t leave this room for several days.”

Oh ? Oh.

Y/N was a little disappointed, but she was still a professional, bowing to the importance of sience over everything else. So she left him, even if she couldn't help but kiss him on the cheek before leaving while he was already in a meditation position, which made him groan.

In the corridor, she passed Commander Spock and Uhura, who showed a big smile.

"I see you've been talking to Owen."

“Indeed, why ?”

“You should zip up your collar.” Spock said simply, looking down.

In the reflection of a window, Y/N saw the small bite marks and hickeys that the Vulcan had left, which she hid with her hand while stammering, while Uhura chuckled gently, patting her shoulder.

"They can be bestial and possessive, like cats. Be careful, they are much more sensitive than they let on."

"Nonsense."

"Kirk tells me almost everything, Commander."

"… Please excuse me, I need to speak to the Captain."

“Speak, or speak like Owen with Y/N ?”

Commander Spock growled, which actually made Uhura laugh, giving Y/N a chance to run away before the linguist had time to ask her questions.

In the end, things were pretty simple between Y/N and Owen. They were two scientists with very poor social skills, in love, respecting each other's work and abilities, and living proof that it was perfectly possible to be intelligent and stupid.

[itsnotmyfaultsomepeoplecantread]

How to be an omen (Part 1)

Do you ever feel like you want to be representative of the mysterious forces that are signaling the inevitable impending doom?

Well look no further! Here are five basic steps to making yourself into an ethereal being with the capacity to stir deep unrest into the hearts of the wicked.

Step 1: Be anything but the norm.

I cannot emphasize this enough. In order to fully live up to your potential, and truly create fear in the hearts of men, you have to be different. People hate anything that is different (though I can’t fathom why). So in order to successfully be an omen, you really have to make yourself scary.

Wearing black and dying your hair a bright color is sometimes a good place to start. But don’t worry if this is not your aesthetic! Anyone can be an omen. As long as a conservative white man is afraid of you, you are successfully doing your job.

Step 2: Make a list of mysterious sayings

The best human omens are ones that can cause discomfort by having the perfect response to normal conversations. Think long and hard about what makes you an omen. This should help you prepare for your conversations with the afflicted. Your existence itself is sign enough that the end is nigh, but how you represent that is entirely up to you!

Step 3: Frequently look off into the distance

In order to fully accept yourself as an ethereal being, you have to ensure that you do not come off as too engaged. A great way to start is to practice immersing yourself in your innermost thoughts. What truly lies beyond the surface, deep down in the pits of your soul? What kind of horrors within you will make the gods shiver and quake at the sound of your name?

Step 4: Commune with nature

Nature is an important part of being an omen. Crows and cats are known for their innate abilities as creatures of darkness. Immersing yourself in nature is a great way to embrace your new status. If you live in the city, you may still have access to wildlife. Start by feeding the crows. Then become friends with the crows. When you feel comfortable, unleash the storm of crows upon your enemies. Finally, become a crow and complete your transformation into a chaotic force of the universe.

Step 5: Have fun and be yourself!

The most important part of being an omen is to remember that at your core, you are already an omen. No matter what happens, you are a force to be reckoned with. Your existence is already scary enough to cause fear in the hearts of the wicked, and powerful enough to fight the gods. Don’t let the petty evildoers bring you down, because you are our chance at making the world a better place.

[purplefeathersandblackleather]

As the first night of this grueling Christmas shift comes to an end, I find that I am thankful. My bones are wary and the smell of cedar wood and spices fill my sense of smell as I step in through the door of my home. My mother welcomes me, bringing me a change of clothes that she had warmed in the dryer for me, my two canine companions, Diesel and Buddy, rush to me with wagging tails and small hops of excitement.

The sight of the presents under the tree fills my heart with both joy and ache this year, but also a sense of clarity.

In these times when we struggle, there is always someone who has it worse than we do. I think about my losses, I mourn for the ones who are no longer here, but then I remember the people I have helped on the streets recently. I worry for those with nowhere to go and pray for them instead of myself.

This morning I remember my dearest friend @sobeautifullyobsessed who just recently found herself homeless and struggling to figure out where she would go and I pray for her safety and for her to have a warm place to stay and rest for these weary days. I am thankful to all of those who have shown her the generosity she has been given in her time of need.

I think about @fanartka who lives in the Ukraine, who just recently celebrated a birthday in a country devastated by war because the human species is obsessed with power and fundamentally insane. I pray for her and Ukraine, even now when it has been helped by many amazing people, such as Benedict Cumberbatch and many others.

I think of my friend @xeiggerott who has recently lost his job and is now struggling to find a way to buy food and pay his bills. I recently gave him advice on how to clear his Chakras and sent him the most money that I could to help him in this hard time. I am thankful to finally be in a position where I can help someone I consider a friend when they're in need.

My mind wanders of course to Tony and how I wish he was still here to spend this holiday with me. To my grandmother and grandfather, who both lost their lives to disease and should still be here to see this beautiful holiday with us. But I am coming to the end of my grief and finding peace with where I am. They are gone, but never leave from my heart and I hope they found peace in whatever awaits beyond.

As I get ready to lay down and rest for another night of work in the cold temperatures, I hope all of you - my darling mutuals and friends - find some sense of peace and happiness in these days. That there is love for you, even if it's from your fictional darlings, that will fill you with warmth. Thank you, @bakerstreethound for reminding us that there's nothing wrong with still loving our chosen, even if they're not in this world with us.

And thank you, @harlekin6 for always checking in on me when I am wary and struggling. You mean so much to me, my dear. Remember that you are very important to me and I am thankful for you making me feel so important always.

For my darling @cirocity whom I love with all of my heart. I truly have found the source of my inner strength with you in my life and I cannot wait for us to finally meet in March. I love you so much, my sweet butterfly.

To my dearest @icytrickster17 who makes me feel like I am worthy of being noticed. The way my heart lightens when she likes my posts and reblogs anything of mine no matter how dumb it is, makes me feel like I truly am accepted, even if we don't talk much.

For my sweet moonflower @strangelockd who I have just developed such a strong relationship with. I thank you for being my Tony, when no one else would give me what I needed. When no one would help me, you extended your hand and pulled me up so that I could begin standing on my own. I am in your debt, truly.

And lastly, for my most complex and awe inspiring mutual, @stewardofningishzida who I have found so compelling that I consider them someone very important to me on more of an intellectual level. I have enjoyed hearing your stories and reading your writings, and I do look forward to speaking with you again very soon. May the eyes that watch leave you at peace and allow you to rest these days.

You all mean more to me than words, but this will have to do. Good night, my loves. - Steven

[dreamingbluestonight]

I just realised that " we made it " by Louis Tomlinson fits RBRW so perfectly like-

'Cause we made it, underestimated and always underrated Now, we're saying goodbye, waving to the hard times Yeah, it's gonna be alright'

-Literally, alex and henry made it in the end. They were constantly stopped by the hurdles of their position and responsibilities to their respective countries. At the end of the book both of them had what they have dreamed of, for henry it was his freedom, his dignity and the life he thought he never would have and for Alex, he has henry, his position in his mother's campaign.

' like the first time, Met you at your doorstep, remember how it tasted Looking into your eyes, baby, you were still high Never coming down with your hand in mine'

-I don't think I have to explain what our beloved gays have done after the state dinner. Primarily I would like to highlight the new year's kiss and how the rest of the scenario there has unraveled .

'Oh my, I remember those nights Meet you at your uni, cheap drinks, drink 'em all night Staying out 'til sunrise Share a single bed and tell each other what we dream about Things we'd never say to someone else out loud We were only kids, just tryna work it out Wonder what they'd think if they could see us now'

-I imagine this as the time Henry visited alex in texas during Campaign period and how they had such a good time, learning more about each other. We definitely cannot forget the e-mails and the texts that they shared , how intimate and private those are for each of them. They weren't really kids but they still were in this beginning stages and middle stages of their relationship. They still don't understand what they truly want but are reaching a point of mutual commitment (I know Henry was head over heels in love but just bare with me luvs).

'Oh God, what I could've become Don't know why they put this all on us when we're so young Done a pretty good job, dealing with it all when you're here Don't need to say no more Nothing in the world that I would change it for Singing something pop'y on the same four chords Used to worry 'bout it, but I don't no more'

-They way they were forced out of the closet and put under scrutiny for being themselves. They were put on every single piece of media as a piece of meat. Before they are the FSOTUS and The Prince of Wales they are human, they are young teenager utterly in love , they didn't commit a crime nor made a sin. All they did was love each other. Alex took upon the leak as an opportunity to tell people, fucking educate them about the importance of coming out of the closet on their own terms. No one should be neither forced out or pushed back in. As per Henry, he finally stood up to his family, he chose to be with Alex because he loves Alex and he will always love him. They both done a pretty good job dealing with all the press, their families and basically the entire world.

I really want to pinpoint the lines in the end toward Henry because he just accepted his fate that he would be married off to a beard and be a spare he was supposed to be. He didn't dare to change that perfect prince look before he realised he actually had a chance to be himself. But when he was with Alex he dared to hope for a life he felt he deserved. Finally he did get the life he dreamt of, he doesn't need to worry about anything no more.

[evgenyvyacheslavovich]

Survival Psychology

Chapter 1: How to Tell When You're on the Edge

Survival is the struggle for the right to exist. Each day becomes harder than the last. Life doesn't get easier, and that doesn't work in our favor. Millions of years ago, humans had to hide from animals and predators. They bought a little time to recover, eating whatever they could find. So, why do people in modern times, with a roof over their heads, food, and like-minded communities, feel so oppressed and small?

The question is rhetorical; we are not free. Often, we have so little energy that we cannot even admit this fact. And first and foremost, this lack of freedom is in our minds. The new world of the 21st century has opened up millions of new opportunities and placed us in a vacuum with its orders and rules. Of course, we can start to rebel against these new rules of social life, but why bother?

I suggest that first and foremost, we admit to ourselves directly and honestly that we are living far below what we deserve. And also acknowledge that most of us are in a crisis. We need to survive, but first, we need to accept our situation; we are in a survival stage.

Chapter 2: The Swamp

Whether we want to believe it or not, we work at a job we don't love of our free will. Just as we live where we live, eat what we eat, and so on. There is no one forcing us to do anything without our consent. At this point, many will probably be happy to think that these thoughts will not change anything. They may think that this whole story is not working and that it is impossible to get out of the swamp just by wanting to. And I completely agree with you. It's not easy. But it's possible.

What I mean is this: if you accept that you caused the swamp. And, crucially, your only task is to escape and survive. Then everything will work out. The main principle that I prefer to use in this unfortunate state of being waist-deep in the mire is the principle of "from the inside out." If you're already stuck and not free, and you don't have enough energy to just call for help. If your ego is exhausted, your ambitions have left you, and friends and acquaintances have turned away. Congratulations, you're starting your path anew. The only thing you can do is shut up, be patient, and move forward as far and as long as possible.

Why "from the inside out"? Let's consider this principle only in terms of survival. It has many possibilities, but not all of them are relevant to this discussion; that's for another time.

Chapter 3: From the Inside Out

As we have already established, we need to: realize, accept, and move.

The key here is, of course, acceptance. As soon as you in any way realize your disastrous situation and can come to terms with it (accept), everything will magically change in your mind. I repeat, we are not free primarily in our minds. Your body and mind will stop dreaming quickly and easily. They will take off the rose-colored glasses and see the world differently—from the inside out. That is, first comes awareness, then you will understand what you can do over time, and later (possibly much later), you will just shut up and start acting.

Let's break it down:

"Why not jump over awareness and go straight to acceptance?" You cannot start fully devoting yourself to something good while continuing to deceive yourself. It will bring pleasure and benefit. The root is always important; if we are in the swamp, then what's the point of our talents for dancing?

"Why is acceptance the key to change?" Simply realizing that you are surviving is not inherent in humans. In us, a sense of danger, anxiety, and incredible discomfort immediately wake up. But if you can endure this anxiety, and not go crazy with fear, then you will understand that it's time to change everything, including yourself. This means accepting your situation and starting to move. Acceptance is the engine of the personality evolution process.

"What does it mean: Everything will magically change in your mind?" One of the key features of the from-the-inside-out principle is the ability to get rid of everything unnecessary for me as a person. To eliminate everything that society and the laws of consumption impose on us. Everything will change. It will move away from luxury, overconsumption, and wastefulness. It will move toward saving and having a comfortable dialogue with oneself.

"What does 'from the inside out' actually mean?" From the inside out means "from the heart" or "sincerely." As soon as we realize and accept our situation, we no longer have the opportunity to drown out the inner voice. We hear it, and it hears us. Now we are together and can overcome everything. We are not alone. No one is alone. Everyone has themselves and time. That's all you need.

Chapter 4: It's Better Where We Aren't

In conclusion, let's consider the main concept that I suggest and present it in reverse.

To survive, you need to shut up, start listening to yourself, and move forward.

To start moving and listening to yourself, you need to accept that you are lost. You are stuck in lies and propaganda. You have stopped seeing and feeling your way.

Acceptance is the most difficult but crucial stage. If you endure and don't return to the past. Forget about disagreements with yourself. Realize that you are ready to change. Take control of yourself and your life. Then, you will change instantly. You will discover the from-the-inside-out principle for yourself. And, you will bring into your life liberation from luxury, overconsumption, and all that hinders clear thinking. It doesn't matter where you are, who you are with, or how you feel. You are capable of surviving and changing. You can also change the life around you; all that's left is to accept yourself as you are.

[agape-philo-sophia]

➝ Do The Unthinkable — Think For Yourself. 🔑

Do not accept what you have been spoon-fed without question. Question the parents, policy enforcers, professors and politicians. (and keep in mind many are regurgitating their own opinions and beliefs.) You should even question yourself!

REMEMBER: Hand-me-down beliefs and opinions are not necessarily truths. In the past, some of the greatest minds were ridiculed for their theories and discoveries because society wasn't ready to shift to a new paradigm. Whether it was accepting that earth was not the center of the universe, or that illnesses were caused by viruses and/or bacteria, we have to remain open-minded in order to evolve as both individuals and as civilized beings.

Be inquisitive. Beyond asking who, what, when and where, one of the most important questions begin with "why". Remember that life on the screen is edited. Perception is more important than reality because perception creates realit. Keep in mind that one's perception can be manipulated. Ask yourself WHO benefits when considering any truth presented to you. People will lie, cheat, and steal for the sake of profit, power and control. Agendas can and do exist.

Religion can be used to control, just easily as education can be used to indoctrinate. Food can be used to poison, as easily as can be used to medicate. Media can be used to manipulate, as easily as it can be used to entertain.

We've forgotten who we are. You are not just a citizen in a state, living in a county, on a continent.

You are not just an employee with a job title or a business owner with a bank account. You are not a piece of paper, a birth certificate, a social security number, or a driver's license. If none of those things existed, wouldn't you still exist?

You are a sentient human being. You are an individual that is also part of a collective. We are all citizens of a planet called earth, and there is really no such thing as cities, countries, or continents when you step back and look at THE BIGGER PICTURE. They, just like the borders and boundaries that 'exist', are nothing but a construct of the mind.

No one would agree that profit is more important than taking care of the environment, let alone their own bodies. No one would reject free energy technology that would end the hunger and suppression of people of all nations.

Anyone can see that the world needs change. Who is to blame? The Government? Secret Societies? The wealthy elite? What if it's us? What if we're at fault for becoming misguided, turning a blind eye, falling for propaganda, being closed-minded, or becoming complacent?

If it requires your belief to 'exist'.. but it can not be brought before you, how is it real?You cannot point to "Government", just buildings and humans beings.

You cannot point to "law", just books filled with words composed of letters. You cannot point to "police", just a man or woman in a uniform wearing a badge. You cannot point to 'education', just books, classrooms, tests, and people called teachers. You cannot point to money, just paper, or numbers on a screen. You cannot hold in your hands the TIME you SPEND working for that so called money. How can these things have any control or power over you or your life? Belief. In a sense, it is all an illusion. They are 'CONSTRUCTS OF THE MIND'

What we believe, we create. What we create is based entirely on what we believe.

The 'representatives' we elect should be a reflection of US, and not that of corporate greed and any individuals lust for power and wealth. The men and women of government were only given authority that you delegated to them. It is an authority they could not have over you, if you did not have that power in the first place, in order to give it away. They are supposed to work for YOU, and not for mega corporations or billionaires. Dark money and corporate lobbyists should NOT have more influence over politics, which has a major influence over almost every aspect of our lives. It's time for change.

Corporate billionaire and their "donations" should not be able to buy an election, or buy votes on the Senate floor. OVERTURN CITIZENS UNITED.

NO ONE SHOULD BE ABOVE THE LAW - Equal treatment for ALL: Police, politicians, and the wealthy should be treated just like anyone else, especially when it comes to "law and order"

Corporations shouldn't receive government welfare, bailouts, etc, when there are millions of people living in poverty!

It all starts in our minds. What we agree, what we believe, we perceive; we conceive.

Money is a construct of the mind. It 'represents', to the average individual, a means of survival. You trade it for a roof over your head, food on the table, heat and water, and gas in the car. (How much do you spend on transportation to and from work, and why should any portion of your paycheck go towards that commute?) You cannot point to money. You can point to the house, the clothes and the food. You cannot point to 'utilities'. You can only point to a gas stove, a furnace, a light bulb, a shower, etc. Money is not the house, or the food, or the utilities though. What is money?

MONEY IS YOUR TIME AND YOUR ENERGY EXCHANGED FOR BUYING POWER (in the form of paper or electronic digits.)

Do you feel you were meant to work to live, and live to work? Maybe it doesn't bother you because you've climbed the top of a corporate ladder. You worked hard to get there and you love your job. Or maybe your job is just a means to survive, with the hopes of also being able to thrive as well. Maybe you were born into wealth, and cannot fathom what it is like to trade your time and energy for the means to live at least somewhat comfortably. For the rest of us who have to work hard day in and day out, it can be frustrating to lose so much of our time because we are SPENDING IT to "MAKE MONEY" so we can keep on surviving, and just to live another day to do it all again.

Some of us are fortunate enough to make enough and have money to spare. But the truth is without money you will not perish. It is without food, shelter and water that you may cease to be. Why are these things simply not provided? Who loses when someone else gains? Who believes in their hearts that every one should suffer to survive? Yet we live in a world that allows people to DIE EVERYDAY because they do not have the 'means' to survive. Is this okay? It is supposed to be a Dog-Eat-Dog world? Is it survival of the fittest or are these phrases spoon-fed to us so that we will be complacent, and even be grateful to have the bare minimum. while there are those hoarding enough wealth to feed and house the entire world?

Our world has more than enough abundance to provide for everyone! For one example, there exists many technologies that would move us completely away from dependence on oil for energy. Free energy provided by mother nature itself. But "ain't nothing in this world for free" as they say. For the love of money is 'the root of all evil'. BUT THAT IS JUST PROPAGANDA!

The truth is that there is enough land to grow enough food to feed the world. There is enough abandoned empty homes to house every single human being on this planet. Yet if there is enough for everyone to have shelter and food, then why hasn't that happened? There are enough resources for everyone to have a home. Yet for some reason there is suffering and lack. Why is this what our world has become? Continue https://thegreatwork208716197.wordpress.com/2024/02/15/do-the-unthinkable-think-for-yourself-2/

[lavienbleuuu]

Go To Make Friends

Friends are part of the relationship that we must maintain and care for. Friends are like plants, you have to care about them, you have to find out how they are, how their health is, are they doing well or are they in trouble.

Friends are a part of my life that is important for me to realize. The more adult, human friendships will be narrower. can count on fingers. I asked myself, why did this happen, why is it that as I get older, the friends in my life are getting less?

I ask myself, I reflect, and I find the answer. As we get older, each individual will have deep priorities. They are no longer children who live only about happiness, laughing and crying when they fall to the ground without any sense of responsibility. They are adults, have priorities, and are responsible for their lives. This is what makes us tenuous with the friends we have.

We don’t have a problem with our friends, neither do they have a problem with us. This is just a cycle of life, a cycle that we must accept, cannot avoid, and must respond with pleasure.

Currently, I am constantly to find out, how I can make friends in my life. I realized that friends are an important part of my life. a good friend will be there when I have a problem, when I need help, when I need him to tell me, and ready to come when I call.

Finding a really good friend is very difficult. Friends who understand us, and understand the character and identity that is within us.

I realized, right now, I only have a few friends. but I can be sure, the friends I have now are friends who will be useful to me in the future, quality friends, and friends I can rely on.

Now, I don’t need a lot of friends but I just need a frequent friend who understands the meaning of life. We need the right people who can lead us to personal success. To achieve personal success, we need support and motivation so that we can focus on what is our goal in life.

I have a close friend, even now she has become a partner in my life in every way. We often talk about many things. Tell stories about happiness in life, tell stories about sadness, tell stories about the environment, logic, ideas, creativity, and so on. I like to talk to her because she has an open mind to accept and listen to my story. We brainstorm with each other to find the best solution so that we can then find the meaning of personal success.

In our opinion, the ideal success is when you can be useful to others. The ideal success is not about yourself but about progress together. You cannot be comfortable in routines that sometimes make you’re thinking narrow, not free, and even bind your creativity so that it cannot be released.

You have to be able to find your life path, the path of freedom, the path of the good values that exist in this universe. You are not alone living in this world. You have friends to talk about abstract thinking about the future.

Thinking abstractly about the future is fun to do. like what I did with my best friend. Before we go to sleep, we often talk about the future, about this abstraction of the universe. Sometimes we get lost with that abstraction, about logical leaps that reason can’t reach. but that’s not a problem. we responded by laughing and bringing the conditions into a joking aura. I love doing this.

The activity of telling about the abstractions that exist in this universe will open our minds to make us aware that this world is not only about us but about other people, and about how we can grow together as humans.

Back on topic, Go to make friends.

Now maybe you’re in college or maybe you’ve found the job of your dreams. Ask yourself, who is your friend? who can you talk to at night? who can you share your thoughts on the abstraction of your life’s feelings? who can you invite to grow together so that we can work together, and strive together to achieve personal success?

Reflect, pause. If you have the answer, continue again. make friends who are completely friends. friends who are useful in your life. this context can have a positive impact on your career improvement, especially to achieve personal success.

One more thing, if the results of your reflection show that you are aware that in your environment some friends are toxic, who make you not free, who make you attached, who make give you feel negative, and who make you not grow, remember me, you must have the courage to disconnect with your toxic friend.

There are still many other people that you can make as partners to grow. there are still many other people that you can make as partners to think forward together. and there are still many other people who can accept you and are ready anytime to come when you need help.

Do not worry. deciding to form a positive friendship circle does require struggle. but I’m sure you can do it. I have done this when the pandemic hit the world. I paused and reconnected. pause for reflection, and reconnect with friends I have met on social media and apparently, they are the ones that keep me from growing and often channel negative feelings.

In this article, I would like to advise you that you shouldn’t get stuck in routines that make you not free. Find your own path. In this context, you have to go to make friends, because “for me” friends are an important part of life that will be able to accompany me to find the meaning of life especially to achieve personal success.

[liabernathy]

Male Cat Names - Naming Your Cute, Or Less Cute, Kitten

moving cat toy For the homeowner who loves cats or dogs, an outdoor rug or outdoor mat with a dog or cat theme would surely be appreciated. If the recipient already has an outdoor mat, do not worry. Outdoor mats are the type of item that can be rotated on a regular basis. Cat Lovers Gift Make sure the front light works and there are no spiders living in the corner outside. Have a mat to wipe feet on and a rack inside the doorway for coats/umbrellas if you don't have a closet by the door. This is really important to making her feel comfortable immediately-and we all know by now this is job one. Well I can answer that. I wasn't exactly thinking...I was desperate. Because you see at the same time, the business at my husband's job of ten years had fallen off to nothing and our dream home we had built was going into foreclosure. We had no assets, only dark clouds up ahead. We were terrified. Present for Cat Lovers I suffered from all the emotions recently when I awoke to find one of my cats had died in her sleep. Guilt - had she been ill and I hadn't noticed, loss - she had been my companion for over fourteen years and helped me through much, emptiness - her loss has left a big hole in my life, and grief for her passing. Yet my initial reaction was to hide my feelings, firstly from my two young children who wouldn't understand, and secondly because of others vision of 'it's just a cat'. And then I realised that, whilst not breaking down in front of my children was sensible, denying myself a grieving process because of what others think is just plain stupid. Restricting your emotions is damaging to your well being - grieving is natural and healthy and should be accepted no matter who we are grieving over. But when did the goldfish became an indoor human pet? The Answer to this question also comes from ancient China. It is considered that during Ming Dynasty the first goldfish was supposed to have raised as pet fish. With the passage of time people, fascinated by the beauty of these fish, started to associate them with prosperity, good luck. The extent of goldfish's influence in China can be ascertained from the fact that it gave rise to specialized artwork through the works on silks, ceramics and carvings. presents for cat lovers Above all, make your bed. Do it so that the covers fold down in front of the pillows, but don't turn the bedcovers down as if someone is about to go to bed (see: "cheesy"). If you have a nightstand on your side that's a great place for the condoms, etc. Again, clear out clutter-including snacks and empty glasses. I know how we are, guys. Superheroes are a popular party theme with the boys. American Hero Party Theme is a great patriotic theme which can be done in greens or red, white and blue. A Batman Party Theme can include Batman comics, movies, and toys. Dressing the birthday boy up in the Batman costume will help make him feel extra special. Incredible Hulk Party Theme and Superman Party Theme are more superheroes. Spiderman Party Theme is both a movie and a comic. Plus, the Justice League Party Theme which incorporates a few of the characters together including Batman, Superman, and Spiderman. When it comes to romance Leos can be a little traditional and even - dare I say it - a bit shallow. A Leo lover is likely to become bored if you cannot keep up the romantic momentum. Cinema outings for two must be to see a romance, costume drama or romantic comedy. You can see whatever you like with your friends but a date is a date and must be romantic from start to finish.

[prof-peach]

Hey professor, what's your opinion on the eating of Pokemon? I'm personally against it if I'm honest, Pokemon seem quite sentient and I just can't imagine how awful the industry must be. Sadly I have heard Professor Oak supports this practice, which surprised me given he's so supported in the community. (Based on the episode where he said the Krabby Gary caught would be delicious)

As a professor, you have to accept that caring for Pokemon, especially the carnivores, means you’ll be handling Pokemon meats in some form. The pellet food you can buy? Still has pokemon meats within it, to give your partners a balanced diet with the things they need. Because of this we see a lot of bodies, bits or whole, and have to handle them to feed our patients. I usually do some butchering for smaller species, but despite handling it, I tend not to eat the stuff. Certainly don’t buy it from shops or support the use of it for human consumption much. If however I visit someone’s home, and they offer it, with no other option if I’m staying to eat dinner, and it’s clearly a cultural thing, not just a ‘I want to eat meat so I bought meat’ thing, sure, I’ll partake. For example, some johto areas are big-time old fishing villages, and they have beautiful celebrations involving delicious fish and seafood, but for most of the year they don’t eat the stuff. It’s actually a special event and a treat, an excuse to celebrate I suppose. Have I eaten Octillery there? Sure. There was little other option without being rude. Would I do it again by choice? Nah, not really.

It does also stand that some of us may have a limited amount of exposure to cultures who have lived and survived because of Pokemon hunting and meat. To demonise it is to demonise a whole host of otherwise really good things. You cannot survive the winters in some places without a good stantler pelt jacket, and some waterproof fur lined boots. Yes synthetic mateirals can do the same thing, but they do not degrade and dissipate once thrown away or broken, instead breaking down into small plastic particles, polluting many things with their micro-presence. Teams of grimer try to control it in many regions, but there’s not enough of them to collect all of the micro-plastics up at the rate they are being produced. It’s actually a huge issue in modern times because of the mount of disposable poly-based junk we produce. Having leathers and hides, bone and skin, allows humans to live a far cleaner life. They will not leave behind a plastic trail, and add to the growing issue.

The eating of Pokemon meats isn’t necessary for us humans no, we can substitute with many other things thanks to our omnivorous nature. However historically it plays an important part, and has cultural significance to many. Some think that’s enough of a reason to leat it continue. There is a huge difference between a rare once or twice a year celebration with meat from small local farmers, who do fantastic jobs caring for the Pokemon, and eating it every day after buying it from mass-farmed producers and vendors who don’t care at all about their welfare. Like night and day. Some would still not agree to this, that is also perfectly fine. The beauty is, you get to choose and decide wether you do or don’t want to partake in Pokemon based products. We’re really lucky to live in an era where plant based foods are easy to acquire, for the most part, and finding recipes is super simple, be it from a book or a blog or whatever.

Pokemon are super self aware, some more so than others, and so ethically it raises a lot of red flags. They show similar ranges of emotion to humans, can comprehend language, use tools, have organised society systems, trade, barter, run businesses. It’s not the case for all of them sure, but many can and do. It’s usually closely linked to intelligence levels, so some people are more forgiving of the consumption of relatively dumber Pokemon.

I must admit, I grew up on a farm, luckily dairy, but when a milktank got too old, stopped producing calves, and gave less and less milk, we would send them off to be processed, to use their meats to feed our guard Pokemon, the ones who needed it. Not a single part was wasted, or thrown, and because of that we were able to keep our other Pokemon in good health without funding big corp. farming industries, or having our predatory Pokemon hunt the native wildlife to feed. It is a balancing act for a lot of people, and personal morality comes into play a lot. Some folks find it uncomfortable because of pokemons sentience, others don’t even think about it and eat the stuff daily.

No matter our personal beliefs, we just have to live our way. No matter what oak, myself, or anyone else says, if it makes you uncomfortable, don’t do it. I wholeheartedly agree they’re too self aware to eat, and the mass-market farming that caters to it in some areas is horrific, but it’s also not my place to tell everyone to stop it and switch to a totally veggie diet, especially considering I handle a lot of poke-produce daily. It feels somewhat hypocritical I guess? We source them sustainably and work with overpopulations in local areas, to care for any carnivore means handling it. I can’t say I don’t have blood on my hands, so to speak.

Wether that’s ethical or not? Hm. Grey area for me, loaded question in the modern era that’s for sure.

[lawngnomeofdoom]

Part Three: when I'm near you

Part One Part Two Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven

Summary: Connor struggles with his new feelings brought upon by Y/N and Hank delicately advises him on the situation.

Warnings: A smidge bit of smut toward the end ;)

A/N: Again I cannot thank people enough for reading and sharing this fic, I'm really glad you all seem to like it! I plan to continue this series for a while so I hope you're into that! Thanks again I hope you have a beautiful day!

The morning after you had investigated the senator’s home was a quiet one. You said hello to Connor when you came in just like you had been doing for the last week, on some days he had even been waiting for you with a cup of coffee and an eager smile. But that morning he avoided your eyes and did not even acknowledge your “hello”, instead his eyes stayed glued to his desk terminal. It hurt more than you would admit, flirting with Connor wasn’t something you took all that seriously, it was just fun to watch the cute little guy blush and get flustered. That was until last night when he whispered in your ear and stirred something inside you, something that excited and scared you, and by the lack of eye contact he gave, you suspected it scared him too. Hank observed you two with a scrutinizing eye, finally whistling to get Connor’s attention when you had left your desk to use the bathroom.

“Lieutenant?”

“What’s the deal? You’ve been following Y/N around all week like a lost puppy, something I’ll admit I’m not exactly crazy about but anyway, what’s with the cold shoulder?” Hank asked. Connor poked his tongue to the side of his cheek with a thoughtful expression across his face.

“I...I am simply focusing on my task at hand. I’ve no room for distractions.” He replied.

“Oh, is she distracting?” Hank probed on. Connor clenched his fist and sighed.

“Alarmingly, yes.” He admitted finally.

“I don’t know why it is that I feel this way, whatever “way” this is. I’ve only known Y/N for a short time but I feel…well that’s the trouble, I don’t know, I’ve got no instructions no programming for this sort of thing.” Connor finished sounding exhausted. Hank looked over his shoulder to ensure you hadn’t yet returned from the bathroom then leaned in to speak softly to Connor.

“Listen, if it makes you feel any better, us humans don’t get any instructions for all this emotional crap either, you just kinda gotta figure it out. I know that’s not easy because you can’t exactly go through puberty, can you? Never mind I don’t want to know. Point is, if I were you I’d go talk to that Markus guy, he seems like he might have some sage advice on something like this.” Hank suggested and Connor nodded thoughtfully.

“That sounds like a productive course of action.” He agreed.

“Oh and Connor, come here…” Hank said signaling him to come closer over their desks. As Connor did Hank roughly grabbed him by the collar and stared deep into his eyes.

“Y/N is like a daughter to me. You hurt her feelings this morning and I highly advise you to rectify that or else.” He ordered and released him. Connor nodded anxiously and straightened his now crooked tie.

“I will go get her a cup of coffee.” He said quickly.

“Yeah, you go do that,” Hank smirked. Connor rose from his desk and entered the break room; he diligently chose a mug with the least amount of stain and chips in it and prepared a cup of coffee just the way he had noticed you like it. Just as he was headed out the door Reed stopped him and pushed him back into the break room.

“Fetching Y/N a cup of coffee like a good little lap dog huh?” He spat. Connor tried to bypass the detective but found himself pushed back again, two other officers stood in the corner but didn’t react to the confrontation, after all, they never did.

“I don’t hold any animosity toward you detective, I simply wish to coexist with you as coworkers.” Connor said with a forced smile.

“Right. “Coworkers”. Bullshit. First, you walking tin cans take our jobs and now, you’re really after our women?”

“I don’t know what you’re implying detective.” Connor said narrowing his gaze.

“I’m sure you don’t. This is a friendly warning; you can’t steal Y/N.” He said standing now almost nose to nose with Connor.

“How could I steal her from you detective? You’ve never had her to begin with.” Connor replied flatly. Reed’s eyes glared in anger and he delivered a swift gut punch to him, Connor held his abdomen with a clenched fist. His mind had already worked out 15 different ways to take down Reed, but he steadied himself. Markus had made a lot of progress, but many would still see Connor’s self-defense as anything but, and he had no intention of undermining his friend’s hard work. He prepared himself as Reed drew his arm back again for another strike but watched with shock as he collapsed to the ground. You stood behind him, having just given him a swift kick to the back of his legs, and then delivered a few more kicks to his groin. He reeled on the ground, moaning in tremendous pain.

“He may not hit you back, but I do. Get off the floor detective they just cleaned that.” You say and step over Reed’s body to face Connor.

“Are you alright?” You ask with sympathetic eyes. Connor’s eyes darted between Reed and you for a moment before he found any words.

“I made you coffee.” He said and meekly held up the mug. You chuckle softly and take the mug from him.

“Thank you, Connor. Can we talk?” You ask and he nods. Connor holds out his hand and helps you step over Reed’s body again out into the hall. You walk to your desk together, Connor notices your reserved body language, the way you hold the mug with both hands, and point your feet away from him but he knows it's similar to how he treated you this morning. You lean against his desk, Hank isn’t at his which is a relief to you, it makes this conversation slightly less awkward.

“I just wanted to make sure we were okay? I just feel like I may have upset you in some way last night and that wasn’t my intention.” You say, unsure in your wording.

“No!” Connor almost yells and slightly startles you.

“Yeah, that’s convincing.” You reply sipping the coffee.

“No, I mean you haven’t upset me Y/N. I was dealing with internal issues. I was going to apologize for making you uncomfortable with what I said last night.”

“Oh. Don’t worry, it didn’t make me uncomfortable. It was just surprising is all. I didn’t realize you had that kind of thing in you.” You reply looking into his eyes, but you notice his LED flashing in your peripheral.

“I didn’t realize it either. But I’m glad to hear I haven’t made you too upset with me.”

“Well I wasn’t sure if I could forgive you for the silent treatment this morning but you’re lucky this coffee is good.” You reply with a light smile.

“So the situation is remedied?” He asked hopefully.

“Definitely. We’re friends Connor.” You reply with a grin.

“Friends.” Connor repeated happily. Of course, he thought, he had no need to see Markus to discuss these “feelings.” You were nothing more than good friends and Connor could accept that.

Or at least he thought he could.

“Oh is that a picture of Sumo?” You ask and stretch over Connor’s desk to grab the photo. Now with your back arched over his desk he can’t seem to stop himself from imagining his hands gripping your hips and holding you in place, pinning his body over yours and tangling his hand in your hair as he penetrates you, and the vibration of your moans against his skin. It became important to him at that moment to know what it would sound like for you to say his name with longing and pleasure and desire. It flooded all of his senses.

“Connor?”

“Hm? Oh yes, I like dogs.” Connor says quickly.

“Mmm me too.” You reply admiring the photo of Sumo.

“Okay, maybe I should go talk to Markus.” Connor thought.

[cina-full-moon-xanadium]

I feel like I say this a lot when I finish a show, but I truly don’t know how to encapsulate my feelings here. I don’t know how much I can get across that I absolutely loved Kikai Sentai Zenkaiger, how it’s one of my favourite Toku shows ever; and that Gokaiger’s exceedingly high quality and place in my heart is the only thing stopping me from saying without a doubt that this was my favourite Super Sentai series of all 20 that I’ve seen.

What can be said? If you’ve been following along all year and you watched the latest episode, and you loved it; you likely do for the exact same reasons I do -- its characters are endearing and close to your heart; Stacey adds in a small but necessary pinch of focused character drama; the show was just fucking funny week after week! It might not have been doing two tributes a month like Gokaiger was but Zenkaiger succeeded in being a Super Sentai anniversary series where it absolutely counted for me -- in looking back at what worked about Super Sentai and why people loved that, and deciding to go full power non-stop with it! It decided from the get-go what it wanted to do with the Zenkai Brain concept and did not hang up on that for a second.

Everything just fell into place for me on a personal level. The gags were on-point and laugh-out-loud funny with a shockingly high success rate even for someone who doesn’t find herself physically laughing much with media, the ragtag group of heroes may not have gotten a ton of direct development episodes but you know exactly who they are and what they’re about and seeing them grow in both subtle and very un-subtle ways over the season was a joy, Zocks Gorldtsuiker was the most annoying man in this and every world and I cannot thank him enough for that, smaller parts of the premise like the whole taking-down-an-oppressive-regime bit and the Kikainoids and humans so effortlessly completely getting along in a way that inspired joy in my heart in the way even Kamen Rider so often does for the background of the heroes and the inherent good will of humanity... I’m rambling and again these are small parts of the whole show, but they were such important, integral parts to the whole show and my personal love of it that I absolutely cannot leave it out! For all its budget problems Zenkaiger dedicated itself greatly to its premise of the Kikainoids’ world merging with ours and how quickly we accept and integrated each other, and a more cynical or critical person of Zenkaiger may say that it was lazy writing and didn’t explore the potential drama enough... but there’s loads of shows like that, and the conclusion of the show justified my love of the decision: it’s looking to a brighter future of acceptance, of people getting along and respecting each others’ values and finding companionship in each other. If the show was about anything, it was about that and it done it in such a for-granted way that warmed my heart every week!

A line I always come back to with Zenkaiger, the thing I always think about was when Shirakura was talking about the conception of the characters at the start of the show and how they directly contrast the previous year’s Kiramagers. The Kiramagers were a group who were conceptualised as your ideal heroes, almost the type you’d see in a Showa season; skilled superhuman ideal people who would assuredly save the day as the top picks for the job. Obviously it’s a lot more complex than that because one of them was a gamer and the show also made use of this premise to successfully subvert it and show them as very human idiots, but I digress as the Kiramager love is for another time and the point is that the Kiramagers were framed as the best people possible for saving the world. ... contrasted with the Zenkaigers being the worst people for the job. They are a ragtag group whose most notable characteristics hold them back from toppling an evil corrupt dynasty; there is a single competent person in the group and he’s often stuck arguing with a member of the group who hates his guts; the turncoat from the enemy faction in theory would have a lot of insider knowledge but he’s lovestruck by curiosity every second; they have a fortune teller whose fortunes are always wrong, they are joined by the fruitiest pirate in the universe who they have to stop from killing people in his first dozen episodes -- this is not a crew who are fit for saving the world! ... but they did. They saved their worlds and every single other world out there, and they did it because they’re the most random group of people you could gather for the job but they’re the most random group of people who are a family. Who love each other, who always have each others’ backs, who help each other and live together and who are completely inseparable. It’s a show where love wins through, and if Kiramager was successful at using idealised heroes’ plateau to show their dorky weaknesses, Zenkaiger was successful at using dorky weak randos to show how they are absolutely capable of saving the world.

Zenkaiger is a lot of things for me. It’s the show that overcame what I thought was the insurmountable task of being even better than Kiramager, it’s the show that alongside Tropical Rouge Precure I without a doubt needed this past year, it’s a show that is the best tribute to Sentai and is something completely new, it’s a laugh-out-loud comedy and it’s a story that made me cry. It’s about love and it’s about community and it’s about just having a damn good time. It’s drawn for my favourite Super Sentai series I’ve ever seen, it guaranteed me happiness every weekend, and while it ended on the perfect note; I’ll be sad to see it go. Zenryoku Zenkai!

[stardustprompts]

the poppy war - r.f kuang   sentence starters change tenses/pronouns as needed !!  some lines have been edited for clarity / length / ease of roleplaying tw :   drugs , death , murder , nsfw , prostitution mention , language

‘take off your clothes.’

‘why would anyone drug themselves before a test?’

‘you’re about to be a very lucky girl, sweet.’

‘wow that’s great. really great. Terrific.’

‘your folks are assholes.’

‘well fuck the heavenly order of things.’

‘don’t you have actual responsibilities?’

‘I don’t want to get on _____ ‘s bad side.’

‘you would make a terrible prostitute. no charm.’

‘what is so wrong with getting married?’

‘do you want to die?’

‘everything is spilling out of my head as quickly as I put it in.’

‘please do not commit spousal homicide.’

‘give me a way out of this shithole.’

‘hello, I’m praying.’

‘I seduced him with my nubile young body. you caught me.’

‘you can’t scare me into a confession, because I’m telling the truth.’

‘and that means you’re shit at your job.’

‘if you cross them—- if they even think you’ve looked at them funny—- they can and will hurt you.’

‘it’s easy to lose a language when you never speak it.’

‘you’re offending them with your very presence.’

‘they’ll make you an outsider, because you’re not like them.’

‘no matter what they say, you deserve to be here.’

‘I’ll kill you. I will fucking kill you.’

‘I went out in the sun once. you should try it sometime.’

‘oh, you’re the one ____ hates.’

‘you’d be a prick too if your family was both rich and attractive.’

‘honestly? I think he just comes in here to get high.’

‘I think you’re flattering yourself.’

‘unless you’ve got a weapon, don’t aim for the face. the neck’s a better target.’

‘we aren’t here to be sophisticated. we’re here to fuck people up.’

‘this is the only kick you’ll ever need, really. a kick to bring down the most powerful warriors.’

‘power dictates acceptability.’

‘he hasn’t done anything to earn my respect. all he’s done is act high and mighty.’

‘you’re nothing. you shouldn’t even be here.’

‘consider me bullied and intimidated, just let me sleep.’

‘he’s playing with her. he’ll end it soon.’

‘they’re good at fighting, but not much else.’

‘spend a lot of time looking at ____’s eyes do you?’

‘a betrayal of that sort would not have been out of character.’

‘come on, you belong here too.’

‘they’re not going to get rid of me like this. not this easily.’

‘I’m calm! I’m extremely calm!’

‘you’d rather kill your own people than let the opponent’s army walk away?’

‘you don’t let an enemy walk away if they’ll certainly be a threat to you later.’

‘he can’t stop raving about you.’

‘oh, don’t pretend to be bashful. you love it.’

‘you’re a walking disaster.’

‘anyone this obstinate deserves some attention, if only to make sure you don’t become a walking hazard to everyone around you.’

‘I heard he got drunk on rice wine last week and pissed into ____’s window. he sounds awesome.’

‘it’s me, your favorite person in the whole wide world.’

‘I do not have a problem. you are making up this problem for reasons unbeknownst to me.’

‘you’re killing the mood.’

‘they were weak as shit. scrawnier than you, even.’

‘you’re a real asshole. you know that right?’

‘your state of mind is just as important as the state of your body.’

‘sometimes you must loose the string to let the arrow fly.’

‘because I want to break his stupid face.’

‘he’s the most dangerous when he’s desperate.’

‘from this point on you’re just going to be a danger to yourself and everyone around you.’

‘you’re too reckless. you hold grudges, you cultivate your rage and let it explode, and you’re careless about what you’re taught.’

‘I knew I was the only one that could help him.’

‘they honed his rage like a weapon, instead of teaching him to control it.’

‘one urinating statue for my easily entertained friend.’

‘I don’t believe in gods. but I believe in power.’

‘one might say you’ve been obsessed with ____.’

‘don’t look to your left. pretend you’re taking to me.’ / ‘I am talking to you.’

‘we’re studying very weird things.’

‘I don’t actually know what I’m getting into.’

‘here is what happened: you called a god, and the god answered.’

‘you know that if you don’t get answers now, the hunger will consume you and your mind will crack.’

‘you’ve glimpsed the other side and you can’t rest until you fill in the blanks.’

‘supernatural is a word for anything that doesn’t fit your present understanding of the world.’

‘I’m supposed to take it as true that you’re a god?’

‘I’m not a god. I am a mortal who has woken up, and there is power in awareness.’

‘are we getting high? oh, wow. we’re getting high.’

‘ah. the law. so inconvenient. so irrelevant.’

‘we are not madmen. but how can we convince anyone of this, when the rest of the world believes it so?’

‘the price of power is pain.’

‘I understand the truth of things. I know what it means to exist.’

‘prey do not question the motives of the predator. the dead do not question the living. mortals do not challenge the gods.’

‘I killed for you. I would have done anything for you.’

‘I have seen the end of things. the shape of the world has changed.’

‘war doesn’t determine who’s right. war determines who remains.’

‘it’s alright. I know what you are.’

‘I thought I was the only one left.’

‘we have developed the power to rewrite the fabric of this world. if we don’t use it, then what’s the point?’

‘I don’t mess with that shit. it screws you up.’

‘I understand the appeal, I really do, but I like having my mind to myself.’

‘he’s a charmer. like a new puppy. you think he’s adorable until he pisses on the furniture.’

‘there’s no routine. no discipline. nothing you’re used to. am I right?’

‘so you’re the last of your kind. that’s sad.’

‘If you hold the fate of the country in your hands, if you have accepted your obligation to your people, then your life ceases to be your own.’

‘____ feared, and so he held you back.’

‘great danger is always associated with great power. the difference between the great and the mediocre is that the great are willing to take that risk.’

‘don’t ever let go on that anger. rage gives you power. caution does not.’

‘don’t give in... you’ve been so brave... but it takes more bravery to resist the power.’

‘the nature of this god is to destroy. the nature of this god is to be greedy, to never be satisfied with what he has consumed.’

‘so. screaming at rocks. is that, like, normal behavior here?’

‘fix this. prove your worth. do your fucking job or get out.’

‘I saved your life. doesn’t that make us at least a little square?!’

‘I was scared of you. and I lashed out.’

‘I thought I was better than you, and I’m not. I’m sorry.’

‘when I killed it, it felt like murder.’

‘look, I’m happy to discuss this, really, but I’m currently leaking life out three different wounds and I think I may pass out. would you give me a moment?’

‘well maybe ____ should get his head out of his ass.’

‘ ____ is more fragile than you think.’

‘look, asshole, I don’t need you to tell me what to do.’

‘they say he can read the future. shatter minds.’

‘you misunderstand the nature of our relationship. I am not your friend.’

‘he’s not human. he—- I don’t know what he is.’

‘but ___ was never allowed to be human.’

‘do you trust me?’ / ‘no. but that’s irrelevant.’

‘you don’t know what true suffering is.’

‘I have seen more than my fair share of suffering.’

‘that boy is beyond redemption. that boy is broken like the rest.’

‘I don’t want to be saved! I want power!’

‘that power will destroy everything you’ve ever loved. you will defeat your enemy, and the victory will turn to ashes in your mouth.’

‘we’ve missed something. something’s been laid out for us, but we can’t see it.’

‘fretting won’t make the dead come back to life.’

‘there was nothing human in those eyes.’

‘It was a nightmare, and I couldn’t wake up.’

‘I don’t need your pity. I need you to kill them for me.’

‘whatever it takes. swear it on your life. swear it for me.’

‘I won’t judge him. I don’t dare, because I don’t have the right. and neither do you.’

‘you asked me why I wouldn’t stop him. now you understand. you can’t stop an avenger. you can’t reason with a madman.’

‘I am afraid of what he might do in his quest for vengeance. and I am afraid that he is right.’

‘I am about to do something terrible. and you will have a choice.’

‘they give nothing to the universe, and the universe owes them nothing in return.’

‘you cannot survive my death.’

‘you’re trying to deceive me. you don’t get to deceive me.’

‘this is not the way. this path leads only to darkness.’

‘when are you going to stop being such a damn coward? what are you running from?’

‘you will turn the world to ash, and only demons will live in the rubble.’

‘you dress up your crusade with moral arguments, when in truth you would let millions die if it means you get your so-called justice.’

‘you have not cared about anything for a very long time. you are broken.’

‘I am terrified. but only because I’m starting to remember who I once was. don’t go down that path.’

‘your country is ash. you can’t bring it back with blood.’

‘I’m so sorry. I tried to warn you.’

‘you know the worst part? we’re so close to home.’

‘did you miss me? did you miss this?’

‘I just gave him some of his favorite medicine.’

‘resistance here means suffering. there is no escape. no future.’

‘you have nothing to fight for anymore’

‘what are you defending? you owe ____ nothing.’

‘we were disposable. we were tools. tell me that doesn’t make you furious.’

‘I am sick with fury.’

‘I will die on my feet. I will not die a coward. and neither will you.’

‘we could stay here. we could stay here forever. we wouldn’t have to go back.’

‘you’ll have to live with the consequences. but you’re brave ... you’re the bravest person I’ve ever met.’

‘I have lost everything I care about. I don’t want peace, I want revenge.’

‘I don’t need to sleep. I need to feel nothing.’

‘do you want forgiveness? I can’t give you that.’

‘we avenged him. he’s gone, but avenged.’

‘you have to believe that it was necessary. that it stopped something worse. and even if it wasn’t, it’s the lie we’ll tell ourselves, starting today and every day afterward.’

‘aren’t you supposed to be a seer? do you ever see anything useful?’

‘we have an enemy whom we love.’

‘I’m going to find and kill everyone responsible. you cannot stop me.’

‘oh I’m not going to stop you.’