Noah Kahan
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Misplaced Lens Cap
Not today Justin
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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
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Hello! This is a side blog (you can find my original blog at gem-ini24) for me to post writing wips sometimes and reblog anything interesting I see.
If there are any requests feel free to send them! I do enjoy a good inquiry!
I mostly write Gratsu but I dabble in Buddie.
Fairy Tail and 9-1-1 seem to have most of my attention right now!
You can find me on Ao3 at Cupc_kej_m24
He’s undeniably curious but with his most pressing questions out of the way he can finally try and figure out the biggest mystery of this place. “I still don’t get it, I mean I do but not really.” He shakes his head, cutting Dragneel off before he can even open his mouth. “Anyone else. We could have had anyone…” he pauses to shudder, already regretting the words, “Even Juvia and you still chose,”
A pause. A blink. A slight head tilt. “Him?”
Gray jerks his thumb to point at the open meadow where two pink blobs were chasing each other, large firey balls occasionally streaking across the sky. Fullbuster leaping into the sky to dive bomb Gray’s Natsu, spiraling downwards at him, popping back into the sky to do it again with Natsu running away and throwing fire balls at him all the while. They watch in unison as Fullbuster face plants, and Gray’s eyes slide to Dragneel as he snickers.
“What do you see in that guy?”
Lucy Getting Culture Shocked
She is appalled at the way her friends share food. Just taking off each other’s plates, sharing silverware, drinking from the same cup, outright stealing things out of someone else’s mouth (Natsu). She’s grown up learning all the diseases you can get doing that stuff and they do it like it’s nothing.
The just walking into each others house. She’s gotten used to it and has even done it herself but it’s still weird. Especially considering she has no idea where Gray lives (he’s not hiding it she just never asked) but it’s clear that this little quirk extends to the whole guild and not just her team.
Ex: She asked Levy for a book on holder magic. She wanted to learn more about celestial keys and if she could learn a recall magic so when/if they get dropped she can just summon them back to her hand, but Levy tells her that she let Cana borrow it and seeing as Cana was out on a job Lucy says she’ll just wait. Except Levy says no I’ll just go grab it, you can come with me if you want and proceed to walk to Cana’s house, go inside and rummage around for the book until she finds it and hands it to Lucy.
Lucy is used to washing her hair everyday, maybe every two to three if things get dicey, clean hair was a priority when she was living on the street, but her teammates? Natsu regularly goes a two or three weeks without washing his hair. Gray washes his every week and a half. Erza washes hers every week.
They steal clothes out of each others closets. Gray will wear Natsu’s pants, Natsu will steal Erza’s gauntlet, Erza will wear Cana’s shoes, Cana will steal Mira’s socks and so on and so forth. Truth be told no one knows whose clothes were originally who’s. Lucy feels a little left out because they don’t do it to her until she realizes that all of Team Natsu has been wearing her pajamas, and she’s been wearing Gray’s jacket for the past two weeks.
The first time Lucy sees Natsu violently leap across the dinner table at Gray to suction cup their mouths together she drops her chopsticks. “Erza! Aren’t you going to do something about them!” She whips her head around to stare imploringly at Erza when Gray’s back bangs into the table, the sounds of him struggling to fight Natsu off slowly increasing in volume.
She watches in horror as Erza doesn’t even acknowledge the fight, only sighing and picking up her cup. “Unfortunately this is one fight I cannot stop them from having.” She place it down after a small sip to continue eating with a peaceful look on her face even as Natsu wrestles Gray down beneath the table ledge. “Besides Gray should know better by now.”
Lucy shakes her head, Erza’s words drowned out by the grunts and groans sounding from that side of the table, rendering her unable to pick up her chopsticks again. Her eyes wander, trying to get the image of Natsu biting into the dumpling in Gray’s mouth out of her head when her gaze catches on Happy, munching happily away barely an inch from the carnage.
And she just snaps, “How are you just sitting there!” She tugs on the ends of her ponytail, fed up with the dinner insanity, “Are you not hearing and seeing what I am?!” She throws her hands in their direction just as one of Gray’s legs pops up, kicking back and forth in a failed attempt to get Natsu off him. Her mouth drops open when Happy just shrugs, tearing another piece off his fish to pop into his mouth.
“Gray shouldn’t have tried to eat the last dumpling.”
the urge to write is like a cat meowing for dear life for someone to open the goddamn door, who then shows utter disinterest in said open door
hey
hey friend
dont kill yourself tonight ok
you have a really pretty smile and i know its not always easy to manage one but itd be a bummer if we never had the chance to see it ever again
youre really important and you matter a lot so stay safe and try and have a nice sleep
I would like a moment to thank the people who reblog post like this so that it eventually shows on my dash.
It is keeping me alive
Female Eddie Diaz and Female Evan Buckley but everything changes.
Eddie:
Eddie deals with old fashioned norms, told to step up and be the woman of the house when her mom was feeling down re: abandoned by her husband to look after three kids. Having to take on cooking, laundry, dishwashing while her little sisters got to play and have fun.
Eddie quietly disappearing into the background until she meets Shannon, who encourages her to start in a nursing program. And then the same old story: Eddie gets pregnant, they get married before they even turn twenty.
Except Eddie doesn’t go the army. Eddie stays home like a good mom and wife would do, taking care of her sisters and son all while her parents constantly criticize her on everything she doing wrong.
Shannon works three jobs to keep them a float, relying on Eddie’s parents to pay house bills, having to constantly deal with them both undermining him as a man and he gets word of his mom getting sick.
This time she follows Shannon without complaint, it’s what good wives do after all, her parents are worried but it’s the first time Shannon and Eddie are behaving in their tradition gender roles without outside input.
They move to L.A. and Eddie is once again crushed under the weight of caretaking. Shannon is constantly out trying to find another job, leaving Eddie to take care of his sick mother and Christopher.
One day, while trying to regain their spark. Shannon and Eddie go out to a nice resturant, except a woman with pink marks above one of her eyes starts choking on a piece of bread.
Eddie jumps into action, trying the Heimlich multiple times before performing a tracheotomy, saving the woman’s life.
Buck:
Buck, still a failed savior baby and doing everything to get her parents attention. Maddie married Doug and they move away however when Buck can’t take it anymore and asks Maddie to come with her, Maddie says yes.
Maddie is too afraid Buck will turn out like her, she recognizes the signs she saw in herself. Sweet, trusting, lonely enough to accept anything so she has to leave Doug for Buck.
They travel the countries, hitting all the same spots as before except Maddie protects Buck the whole way, no more sleeping in cars and being in vulnerable positions just for some money.
They still go to Peru but instead of Buck randomly hitching a ride to L.A Maddie researches, and they get an apartment around the 118 and Buck still joins just because she thinks it’s cool but also because she wants to be a first responder just like her big sister.
Maddie finds her way to the dispatch center all on her own, after picking up odd jobs with Buck she is fully set on being a first responder again. They go through training together, getting their certifications much in the same way as canon.
Buck having settled into work, gets back on the dating scene with this dispatcher, who takes her to a nice restaurant. Except before the date can even really start she starts choking on a piece of bread, her throat starting to close up.
The last thing she can remember is a pretty women with a beauty mark above her.
Being asexual and racist is embarassing as fuck. Being racist at all is obviously embarassing as fuck but the amount of racism and especially antiblackness i have been seeing from asexuals recently is obscene.
One of the only asexual activists is Yasmin Benoit, a Black woman. She has raised so much awareness for the community. She was the first asexual person to lead Pride in London, she started the #thisiswhatasexuallookslike movement and is THE leading voice for the community.
And you all will celebrate international asexuality day on April 6th but we wouldn't even have that if she hadn't cofounded it.
Edit: why are you all too scared to repost this. Cmon. Be vocal about being against racism
Gray smirks, digging in his pocket to pull out a cigarette, “What’s with the interrogation? Im a full grown succubus I can take care of myself.” He sticks it between his teeth, leaning forward slightly, flicking the butt at Natsu with a wink. His heart shaped pupils blow wide as Natsu cups his jaw, his calloused hand rough as he tugs Gray’s chin forward. Sound fades from the alley all at once, the flicker of Natsu’s flame claiming dominion over the space.
He touches his lit pinky to the butt of the cigarette, lighting it with ease as he holds Gray still. “You being grown doesn't mean shit and you know it.” His eyes track across Gray’s leather clad chest, the low cut neckline exaggerating his cleavage as he tries to contain his panting. “You aren’t just anything.” He grunts, his eyes snapping back to Gray’s to give him a stern look.
He barely reacts to Gray snapping playfully at his hand, twisting gracefully out of his grip. “Whatever flame brain.” The words flow like honey off his tongue, contradicting the sudden appearance of his wings when he's a decent distant away. “You’re in the same boat, so I don’t know why you’re lecturing me.” Natsu bites his tongue, choosing to focus on the white feathers drifting to the ground instead of the bitterness slowly overtaking the pleasure in Gray’s scent.
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Welcome to Gratsu Week 2026!
Event Dates: July 22nd to July 28th
Prompts:
Tier 1: Word Prompts
🔥Day 1: Scarf ❄ Day 2: Roots 🔥Day 3: Necklace ❄ Day 4: Music 🔥Day 5: Spark ❄ Day 6: Thread 🔥Day 7: Sky
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🔥Day 1: Different First Meet ❄ Day 2: No Magic AU 🔥Day 3: And They Were Roommates ❄ Day 4: Accidental Confession 🔥Day 5: Love Triangle ❄ Day 6: Childhood Friends 🔥Day 7: Vampire AU
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Eddie’s trek amongst humans began in tandem with their creation. His being does revolve around them after all, although he doesn’t weave his influence from afar as is the norm. His attachment to the Earth not originally a choice but a necessity.
Other gods so deeply entangled with humans have worshippers, and their prayers are power. The connection between god and worshipper unmatched.
A connection of which Eddie has never felt.
Though that is not a surprise. His reach though vast has been stretched so thin his feats are attributed to other gods. The god of miracles or the god of strength. Their domains did overlap on more than one occasion but Eddie was in a league of his own.
He forges the foundation to be built upon. He is the steady flame, burning strong and true.
Diaz.
Edmundo.
Eddie.
Eds.
All names. All his.
The harbinger of change in the human heart.
The monumental moment where there are only two desicions. Step forward or stay put.
Step forward and be granted the room to hold the weight of the world. The iron will to get up again and again. Step forward and be forged into something new. The iron will always be hot. The time to strike is always now.
He is the call to those who choose to live their life in service.
However these calls are not attributed to him, without power he is unable to distinguish his voice. The call just loud enough to get the message across.
With his influence being attributed to others his name is not one to be worshipped. Why worship a thing that does nothing for you? Without worshippers he cannot call upon that well of power.
So it comes from within. His will is his worship, his devotion to the world and the human race. The power he possesses is drawn from the well within however this method comes with consquences.
Every bit of his power is poured into his blessed, leaving him with little energy to leave Earth. He is bound, his sphere of influence contained. Any farther and he will be able to contribute nothing.
Every first responder, every doctor, every soldier, that is his contribution. He is the forgery that must stay on Earth so that is what he does.
shoutout all my neurodivergent folk who Dont have autism or adhd
hey fellow autistic folk and adhders. this post isn't about you. this post is about all the other neurodivergence that is specifically Not autism or adhd. maybe the clearest post on the site about that actually. i'm autistic and have adhd too, but this post is specifically not about that. stop making it about your autism or your adhd.
it's about npd, bpd, psychosis, schizophrenia, dyslexia, dyscalculia, dyspraxia, dysgraphia, epilepsy, DLD, did, osdd (and any other plurality/multiplicity), depression, brain damage, anxiety, tourettes, down syndrome, ptsd, and everything else. it's specifically about neurodivergence that ISNT autism or adhd.
yeah... yeah I'll give this one a reblog.
sending love, support and appreciation to Archive of Our Own and all of their volunteers for everything they have been doing for the site, writers, artists, fans, readers, fandoms, everything. they deserve all the praise ♡
Natsu carries them into the guildhall on his shoulders, Gray dead to the world and Wendy gazing at the hall drowsily, barely opening her eyes.
Gray doesn’t stir even as Natsu sits at their usual table, setting Wendy down so she can fold her arms and buryher head in them as Natsu waves Mira over, grinning at her all the while.
“Hey Natsu! Wendy! And… Gray!?” She chuckles into her hand, the twinkle in her eye telling him she already figured out why he waved her over “Well it’s a little early for him to be her hmm.”
She strokes a hand through Gray’s hair lovingly then turns to Wendy “So coffee for him, green tea for Natsu and for you?” She smiles encouragingly at Wendy, tilting her head slightly.
Wendy slaps a hand in Natsu’s direction, groaning quietly and he snickers under his breath, keeping his shoulders straight “Maybe an apple cider for the hatchling,” Wendy gives a thumbs up, slapping Natsu on the cheek lightly then drop to the table again.
Natsu pats her head, watching Mira nod and coo before walking away. She disappears into the kitchen and Wendy wiggles impatiently so he rubs her back as they wait, patting Gray’s thigh lightly, holding his chuckles in as the two of them slumber.
When Mira returns with the hot drinks he sighs in relief, he places Gray down in the seat next to him, sitting him upright to wave the coffee cup under his nose slowly.
He and Wendy watch with amusement as Gray sniffs once then jerks awake, snatching the cup lightening fast and chugging it without looking at either of them, sighing in satisfaction when he’s shaken the last drop of coffee out of it and into his mouth
I am taking Ao3 going down twice as a sign to start posting Wips 🤷♀️
This particular one was inspired by a funny video I saw on YouTube.
I do not agree with veganism as a moral standard. If it is your personal moral stance, that is fine. If you think humans eating meat is inherently immoral, I don’t want to deal with you, you’re hopeless. Vegan ideology behaves more like a sect of evangelical Christianity than a dietary choice.
Veganism is better for the environment, but claiming that it's a morally superior choice ignores cultural and economic factors that make people eat animal products.
It is not inherently better for the environment. That is the thing. When you begin trying to explain that local, sustainably sourced animal protein is better for the environment than imported plant proteins that are farmed 3,500 miles away using slave labor, they start tuning you out. Down is better for the environment than polyester stuffing, leather is better for the environment than pleather. We should work on making animal agricultural practices more sustainable instead of trying to shame everyone into eating plant products that are also farmed unethically and unsustainably.
