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Abundance

— summary: You never expected that you would end up adopting a hybrid, and if someone had told you that you would end up with seven? Well, you would have thought they were crazy. But here you are, with three different packs of hybrids that don’t get along – but all want to stay with you. Yeah, turns out crazy is an understatement.

— pairing: hybrid bts x human f!reader

— genre: fluff, angst, eventual smut

— word count: 5.2k

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“A hybrid?” You barely hold back a cough, the sandwich you were eating getting caught in your throat at your friend’s surprising words.

“Don’t sound so surprised Y/N, this isn’t the first time we’ve talked about this,” Jihyo rolls her eyes, pushing her water bottle closer to you as she notices you struggling. You quickly take a sip, the cool water soothing your irritated throat.

“No, but it’s the first time we’ve ever talked about me and hybrids in the same sentence,” You shake your head as you lean back in your chair, Jihyo’s eyes narrowing as she looks at you. You advert your eyes to pick at your shirt. Somehow, Jihyo always knows how to make you do something you’re unsure of, and this is too serious to be one of those situations.

“But wouldn’t it be nice? You always complain about being lonely,” Jihyo says, a knowing smile on her face as she takes another bite of her own food.

“Yeah, but I meant a boyfriend, not a hybrid!” You sigh. You had been complaining a lot recently how sad it was to come home to a big empty apartment, and how nice it would be if the space were filled with someone else beside yourself. But a hybrid? You hardly know anything about them. And considering they’re part human and animal, you’re sure they will need a lot of attention, maybe even more than what you can give.

“Besides, I wouldn’t even know where to start. I don’t know anything about them,” You add, a frown on your face as you pick at the escaped fillings of your food. “That’s what the centers are for! You pick out a hybrid and get a manual to go along with it, it’s not that hard,” Jihyo huffs, a small pout on her lips as she finishes her food. You know she only has your best intentions in mind, but this is a big step. One you’re not sure you’re ready for.

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Voting as Fire Extinguisher

by Kyle Tran Myhre

When the haunted house catches fire: a moment of indecision.

The house was, after all, built on bones, and blood, and bad intentions.

Everyone who enters the house feels that overwhelming dread, the evil that perhaps only fire can purge.

It’s tempting to just let it burn.

And then I remember: there are children inside.

we still visit the graves of the kids we used to be - judas h.

Hey, don’t cry. Free online database of Japanese folk lore

✧°⋆ 𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞

————send  in  a  word  for  a  drabble  or  starter  based  on  it.

abditory   —   a   place   into   which   you   can   disappear;   a   hiding   place

alexithymia   —   the   inability   to   express   your   feelings

alharaca   —   an   extraordinary   or   violent   emotional   reaction   to   a   small   issue

aubade   —   a   love   song   sung   at   dawn

balter   —   to   dance   artlessly,   without   particular   grace   or   skill   but   usually   with   enjoyment

basorexia   —   the   overwhelming   desire   to   kiss

clinomania   —   excessive   desire   to   stay   in   bed

forelsket   —   the   euphoria   you   experience   when   you   are   first   falling   in   love

groak   —   to   stare   longingly   at   someone   who   is   eating   in   the   hope   that   they   will   ask   you   to   join   them

jayus   —   a   joke   so   unfunny   and   poorly   told   that   you   can’t   help   but   laugh

morosis   —   the   stupidest   of   stupidities

nedovtipa   —   someone   who   can   not   take   a   hint

nepenthe   —   something   that   can   make   you   forget   grief   or   suffering

querencia   —   a   place   from   which   one’s   strength   is   drawn,   where   one   feels   at   home;   the   place   where   you   are   your   most   authentic   self

razbliuto   —   the   sentimental   feeling   you   have   about   someone   you   once   loved   but   no   longer   do.

redamancy   —   the   act   of   loving   the   one   who   loves   you;   a   love   returned   in   full

retrouvaille   —   the   joy   of   meeting   or   finding   someone   again   after   a   long   separation;   rediscovery

sphallolalia   —   flirtatious   talk   that   leads   nowhere

trouvaille   —   something   lovely   discovered   by   chance;   a   windfall

whelve   —   to   bury   something   deep;   to   hide

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CLUE VER. PERSONA

I was today years old. That is disgusting.

No Child Left Behind is one of the worst things to ever be incentivized in schools. It was signed into law when I was 14. Reading Rainbow was my show as a kid. LeVar Burton played a big part in why I became an avid reader to date. The joy of it. It's an adventure around the globe and through different time periods without stepping on a plane or time machine.

Children parrot behavior. In grade school, I always wanted to read the same amount of books as my teachers (50 books) and managed to double that each year. Before No Child Left Behind, book fairs and Scholastic catalogs were a serious matter like your grandma's Fingerhut catalogs. Libraries were (and still are) a wonderland.

Reading comprehension and proficiency in schools has been declining for decades. A crisis. The joy of books isn't pushed anymore and I'm always saddened by it. It's one of the reasons why I post my book reviews and recommendations on here, as well as posts from others to encourage reading and (novel) writing. Kids will parrot your behavior while the education system sadly fails to return as that example.

I Will Tell this Story to the Sun Until You Remember that You are the Sun, Erin Slaughter

Reblog if you think public libraries are important and should be maintained.

Hey! I'm Blue, and this is my first blog after being a longtime lurker. It's still under construction and might be a little messy rn as I figure out how things work on here.

I plan on opening a fic rec blog at @memoriesofmay (with reviews of the fics in question), but this is probably going to take a while still, as I have to actually write the reviews first.