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We only have one shot at life, make it count. Here are some bible verses about loving your enemies. Follow the word of god :) * Matthew 5:44: "Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you"
 || * Luke 6:27-28: "But I say to you: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you || Please stop this drama, it is not of god. Drink water, eat food, prioritize your mental health, and have a great day everyone ✝️🙏🏻❤️

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{ ℬ𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓇 is yapping → ᡣ𐭩 : test ! ’ ℬ𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓇 is done yapping }
Whats wrong with you guys? I said nothing and someone Is impersonating me and Litterly telling me to kill my self? i said nothing bfr, i didnt know How to post here untill someone told me. -suki(old member)
.ʚ🍓вℓαιя is yapping!! --> : ->[Insert Here]<- вℓαιя is done yapping!! Oh and вℓαιя says 🦆 you!🍓.ˎˊ˗ 🍓 ˎˊ˗
dang hold up its me again fuck akemi lauren and more toad did nothing wrong to tell her to kill her self ari and lottie have alot of proof lauren ur fucking weird imagine grow up you fucking shits i hope you die in a hole >_^
me again 🎀 lauren lit said fuck akemi in discord ari and lottie have da proof lauren dont act all sweet and inocent yk what you did is fucked up 🎀 oh wait jes you exposed lottie for what? 🎀 🎀 lottie is getting back at you both dig a deep whole and die >_^ - 4 ppl 🎀
akemi avatar ranking is so fucking dumb . nobody actually cares abt each other , theyre only there for the drama 🤭 what the others say abt lauren is true cus if i had a grp like that i would hate it too 💀 idc what yall say this is the truth 😘 if u disagree you need to WAKE UP because ur all a bunch of brainwashed zombies that do whatever lauren says !!
OMG TOAD JUST SEND ME A SS OF HER SENDING SEXUAL STUFF ON HERE- ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ some random shit ⁀➴˙ . ꒷ 🪼 . 𖦹˙—──★ ˙🍓 ̟ !!၄၃⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ౨ৎ ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 ᡣ𐭩 ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐ ₊˚ʚ 🌱 ₊˚✧ ゚. ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)( ´ཀ` )"૮₍ ˶•⤙•˶ ₎ა˙ . ꒷ 🍰 . 𖦹˙—૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡
yes, i am an active akemi member. im staying anonymous bc i would get hate for saying this, but akemi does get rly mad at ppl who copy, maybe a bit too much sometimes. i once saw someone who copied a bit of the border and i asked them to change it, they did, and very kindly. once she changed it this one person from akemi posts all this shit on her group wall, saying she doesnt deserve to be on earth rn bc she copied etc. that bs shouldnt be said over someone using the TINIEST amout of the desc. the person who used a tiny bit of the desc was sweet to, and didnt hesitate to change it immediately. im on the verge of leaving this group. ♡
Hii guys, I js figured out how to submit a post on Emoji combos! - Talia ✿ ༘
To everyone, We only have one shot at life. Do you really want to spend a bit of your life doing this? This is your reminder to try and make the best out of life. Life is more beautiful then you think. Don’t forget to drink water, eat food, and prioritize your mental health. Never let your guard down. I believe in every single one of you. Have a great day ❤️
hi its a old akemi member and holy fuck this shit is fucked up beliving lauren about everything is wild ari, lottie and toad all have there own side to the story and its beliving grow the fuck up akemi - 4 ppl >_^
_-𝗔𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗶 𝗔𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗿 𝗥𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴-_ 𝗥𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗼𝘅 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗽 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗻 !! 🪽 𝐀𝗏α 🩰 🪩Taliaa 🎀 FINISH THE CHAIN (repost it)
sob what yall yapping on abt 😭 - jennie ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎
Dear Lottie, I understand that you’re mad, but why’d u have to do all of this nonsense? Lauren is innocent, why are y’all claming that she said f#%*+ akemi? She would never say that, she lit owns the group, why would she curse something that she owns? and second, rion IS NOT an alt, they’ve played tg in games, and tbh, no one will go through that much for a ‘fake’ boyfriend. Let’s all be fr, lottie is just lying cus’ she’s upset, but she took it way to far. If you need to let it oyt, let it out in a venting group or someone trusted, but don’t make fake images and claim stuff that aren’t true. Also, blair, you’re immature. Same thing goes to you. Have a great day everyone.
guys please. this drama has been going on for too long. remember, your words hurt other ppl. pls stop telling ppl to kts -amiya :]
yall can fuck da fuck off i already said idc and yeah i am in akemi, i left after like a week of the SHIT that i had to go through after copying the EARS- WHICH EVERYONE IS ALLOWED TO USE. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH YALL FUCK OFF MY CASE. - Blair 🌸
just stfu its not that hard <3 . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁
To the ‘four people,’ I understand where you’re coming from, and I understand that you’re upset. It wasn’t supposed to come out this way, especially because lottie was a beloved member of the akemi community, especially because ari was adored by the friend’s she made, you basically get the point. A few things I’m questioning are why would you claim that rion was an alt, and why would you lie that Lauren said f#%^ akemi. Being upset doesn’t quite erase the fact that you’re in the wrong. At the end of the day, we’re just all strangers that will never meet in real life, and, in 2 years, this will all be forgotten. Please, let’s just leave this as the past. Thanks for reading this, don’t forget to take care of yourself, drink water and eat, always prioritize your mental health, and have a great day. ❤️
can yall just stop trash talking dude you can atleast use yt or smth just why emoji combos 🙏
-★вℓαιя♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧
yall are siding with eachother just wait until your "queen" kicks you :)) - active member, guess you wont ever know<33 🤓
_-𝗔𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗶 𝗔𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗿 𝗥𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴-_ 𝗥𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗼𝘅 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗽 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗻 !! 🪽 𝐀𝗏α 🩰 FINISH THE CHAIN (repost it)
WHATS WITH THIS LOTTIE LAURN AKEMI STUFF YALL HAVING A WHOLE ARGUEMENT ON A SYMBOL SITE? LOL
୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ Please don’t hate on anyone! It’s bad nd akemi is a wonderful group that doesn’t need anymore drama. Please stop and keep akemi safe! ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ - @KeepAkemiSafe 🎀🧸
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NOOO CUZ YALL ARE NOT FR- TALKING ABT SUI W 4 YEAR OLDS IS CRAZY. I HOPE YALL DIE I AGREE WITH SUKI, LOTTIE, N ARI WHAT THATS ACTUALLY AWFUL.YOU ALL DISGUST ME. - BLAIR PS FUCK ANYONE WHO SAYS ANYTHING ABT ME CUZ IDGAF HUN˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆
we can app agree this is a waste if our life. this is an online game. why are we beefing over nun? please, just please, stop this.
hi this is an active akemi member i would like to stay anonymous cause i would get hate for this bs. i agree, copying is bad but u akemi members are taking it to far. once i saw someone saying some shit to someone who copied even tho they changed it.. most people are fucking brainwashed by akemi nd dont even wanna hear the other person side of story. akemi needs to understand that lauren isint that kind okay?
dont argue, You guys are making the community look bad, we can fight in another app. Im not gonna pick sides because I dont like drama. Please stop ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১🎀 - xoxo.. ( active member from akemi! Guess!!) have a blessed day😋 (๑>◡<๑)
dear akemi… yall have gone too far this time. please stop. it doesnt matter what “side” you’re on, but telling people to kts is not okay. 💗
ava ~ "Oh, Hun" i left akemi so uh. i don't count 🖕( •_• ) 🖕 lmtfa i should be able to have an opinion - ur bestie, blair :).
Lauren is our princess! 👑🎀 7k people agree >_^ y’all just mad, xoxo! 💋 #akemiforlife ⊹ ࣪ ˖ 🌊
_-𝗔𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗶 𝗔𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗿 𝗥𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴-_ 𝗥𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗼𝘅 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗽 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗻 !! 🪽 𝐀𝗏α 🩰 🪩Taliaa 🎀 🎀 yr local sigma, jennie 🧸 FINISH THE CHAIN (repost it)
lunar here, yall are fucking cussing sm. there are kids here yk. jst chill 😌
akemi >> blair and lottie #LaurenForeva 💋
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hey guess its (name ) from Akemi. so whoever did the 'list of ppl who suck in akemi' need to stfu 💀 like no-one asked for your opinion. its not like we are gonna cry to our parents - by sm in mightnight mare mods
Katy💞🎀
I fucking know i fucked up But i never agreed with lottie, i dont even know what happend to her- And to the person who impersonated me FUCK YOU. i would say, akemi is a great community and lauren is sweet. Im the one who fucked up. I never said fuck akemi tho. Im already over akemi now. So dont drag me into the drama here, im not fucking into this anymore. I dont pick sides. To some ppl: dont tell ppl to kts, watch your words, it has meanings. its litterly so fucked up saying that. I know ppl are wrong but, we humans also make mistakes. dont tell ppl to commit🤍 -suki(old member, yes the one who was wrong, i admit it)
akemi grp is so messed up. . . yall brainwashed zombies are INSANE, doing whatever lauren n rion tell u to do. and maybe some ppl made mistakes, its normal, we're humans, but why cant you just move on? continuing to pick on the ones that "betrayed" you (if they even did) is js immature, and you have no idea how much your words can hurt. oh and there can be more than one person with the same name as u!! you're NOT the main character 😘 stay mad btchs
CATCH IN MY CHIP xi (Autistic author) Karen leans in closer to Plankton, her voice a gentle whisper. "It's okay," she says, her eyes filled with warmth. "You're okay." Plankton's breaths are shallow, his chest rising and falling with effort as he shakes. The room is a cocoon of quiet, the outside world muted by the thick walls of their sanctuary. Karen's hand is a constant, her touch a reminder that he's not alone. Plankton's gaze flits to Chip, the question in his eye unspoken. "Chip," Karen says, her voice a balm to Plankton's raw nerves. "Your dad is in need of some quiet time, okay?" Her words are a gentle nudge, guiding them through the delicate dance of recovery. Chip nods, his eyes never leaving Plankton's face. "I understand," he murmurs, though his heart feels like it's been tied in knots. He swallows his questions, his fear for his dad a lump in his throat. Plankton's antennas twitch slightly, his breathing easing a fraction. He nods, the gesture almost imperceptible. "Thank you," he whispers, his voice raspy with exhaustion. The relief in his eye is palpable. Chip watches, his own emotions a tapestry of confusion and concern. He wants to reach out, to hold his dad close, but he knows it's not the time. Instead, he squeezes Karen's hand, his silent promise to be patient and understanding. Plankton's eye closes, his body slowly relaxing into the pillow. The ringing in his ears fades, the world coming back into focus like a camera lens slowly adjusting to the light. The warmth of Karen's hand on his forehead is a comfort, his anchor in the sea of sensation. Her voice is a gentle lullaby, guiding him back to shore. "You're okay," she repeats, each word a wave lapping against the shore of his mind. The room stops spinning, the colors coalescing into distinct shapes. Plankton's gaze darts around the room, seeking solace. His eye lands on a spot on the wall, a patch of unblemished white. He focuses on it, his breaths coming slower, deeper. It's a sanctuary, a place of peace amidst the chaos. The spot becomes his beacon, the world around it a blurry periphery. Karen's hand on his forehead is cool, a balm to his racing thoughts. "Look at the spot," she whispers, her voice a soothing melody. "Just the spot." He nods, his eye locking onto the white, his breaths syncing with hers. The spot is a lifeline in the storm, a beacon of calm in his sensory chaos. Plankton stares at it, willing the world to recede. The colors around it blur, the sounds of the room dull to a whisper. It's just him and the spot, a silent pact between them to conquer the tempest. Karen's voice is a gentle wave, lapping at the edges of his mind. "When you're ready, take a deep breath. In, out. Slowly." She guides him through the exercise, her tone soothing. Plankton tries to focus, his body responding to the familiar rhythm. The spot on the wall becomes clearer, the edges sharper. The world around it softens, the colors bleeding back into the fabric of the room. His breathing slows, his chest rising and falling in time with Karen's gentle prompts. The spot is his sanctuary, a bastion of calm in the overwhelming storm. But then, it starts. The tic, a twitch of his antenna. A reminder that his mind is not entirely his own, his body a marionette to the whims of his neurodiversity. Plankton's antennas begin to still, his body gradually relinquishing the tension that had held it hostage. The tic in his left antenna, a quick spasm that had become more frequent. Karen's eyes don't leave his face, her gaze a silent support. She knows the dance of his tics all too well, a choreography that they've lived with for years. She squeezes his hand, her touch a silent promise to stand by him through the storm. It's his body's way of releasing the tension that builds up like pressure in a volcano. The tic is a tide, rising and falling, unpredictable and uncontrollable. Plankton's head jerks to the side, the sudden movement a stark contrast to the stillness of the room. Chip's eyes go wide with concern. "It's okay," Karen murmurs, squeezing Plankton's hand. "It's just your body. It's okay." Her voice is a lullaby, a gentle reminder that he's not alone. The tic subsides, his antennas returning to their usual state. Chip's eyes dart from his dad to his mom, his mind whirring with questions. "What was that?" he asks, his voice quiet, afraid to disturb the fragile peace. Karen's hand moves to Plankton's antenna, her thumb tracing the line of his twitch. "It's just his body's way of dealing with the overstimulation," she explains, her voice calm but tinged with sadness. "It's a tic, Chip. It's part of his autism." Chip nods, his eyes wide with understanding. "Will he be okay?" he asks, his voice small in the face of his father's struggle. Karen's grip on Plankton's hand tightens, her voice a steady stream of comfort. "Yes, he will," she says with confidence. "This happens sometimes. We just need to be patient and give him time." Plankton's antennas still slightly, the tremor a reminder of the storm that had passed through his mind. His breaths come more evenly now, the spot on the wall his silent companion as he finds his way back to the world. Chip's eyes are full of questions, his heart heavy with concern. He watches as his dad's body relaxes, the tension easing like a retreating tide. "I'll get him some water," Karen says, her voice a whisper. She squeezes Plankton's hand once more before rising, leaving the two of them alone in the quiet. Plankton's eye meets Chip's, his gaze apologetic. Chip swallows his fear. "Daddy?" he whispers, his voice cracking. Plankton's eye flutters open, the panic gone, replaced by a fatigue that seems to weigh down his very soul. "I'm okay," he manages, his voice a rasp. "Just tired." Chip nods, his hand tentatively reaching out to touch his dad's arm. The contact is tentative, a question and a comfort all in one. Plankton's antennas twitch again, but this time it's with the beginnings of a smile. "Thanks, buddy," he says, his voice hoarse. The room is a cocoon of silence, the air thick with unspoken words. Plankton swallows hard, the weight of his own emotions pressing down on his chest like a leaden blanket. "I'm sorry," he whispers, his gaze never leaving Chip's. Chip's eyes are pools of concern, the question in his eyes unspoken but potent. "For what?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper. Plankton's antennas droop slightly, his eye reflecting the shame he feels. "For scaring you," he says, his voice hoarse. "For not being able to control it." Chip's hand tightens around his dad's arm, his eyes brimming with tears he's too proud to shed. "It's okay, Daddy," he says, the words a soft whisper. "You don't have to be sorry." Plankton's smile is weak, his antennas still. "I know," he replies, his voice a whisper. "But it's hard not to be." He swallows, his throat dry from the battle his body has just endured. Karen returns with a glass of water, her steps silent on the soft carpet. She hands it to Plankton, who gratefully takes a sip, the cool liquid soothing his parched throat. The tension in the room is a palpable entity, a third person in their silent conversation. "What happened?" Chip asks, his voice small, the question a balloon of curiosity floating in the heavy air. "It's just part of who I am," Plankton says, his voice still hoarse from his episode. He takes another sip of water, the coldness of it a stark contrast to his fevered skin. "My autism, it makes my brain work differently." Chip's hand is still on his arm, a silent offer of comfort. "But you're okay now," he says, his voice hopeful. Plankton nods, the motion almost imperceptible. "Thanks to Mom," he murmurs, his eye swiveling to Karen, who smiles at him with a mix of relief and love. "She's the reason I made it through." Chip looks at Karen with a newfound respect, his young mind trying to comprehend the gravity of what he's just witnessed. "You're both strong," he says, his voice steady, the fear momentarily pushed aside by admiration. Karen's smile is a soft glow, the pride in her eyes unmistakable. "We all have our moments," she says, her hand resting on Plankton's shoulder. "It's how we face them that makes us who we are." She glances at the clock, the ticking a reminder of the time they've lost to the sensory storm. "Why don't you go play for a bit, Chip? Your dad needs some rest, and I think we could all use a moment to process." Chip nods, his eyes still filled with unspoken questions. But he trusts his mom, and he can see the exhaustion etched into Plankton's face. He slides off the bed, his feet silent on the floor. With one last look at his dad, he heads for the door, the weight of the moment heavy on his shoulders. Karen watches him go, her heart aching for the fear he must be feeling. But she knows that with time and patience, he'll understand. He'll grow to see his dad not as a mystery to be solved, but as a person to be loved and supported, just like anyone else.
CHIP AND FAIL xi (Autistic author) Karen made chum for dinner and they all sat at the table. "Thanks," Plankton says to Karen as she hands him his plate. She sits down with her own plate after serving Chip his. "Hi, Dad," Chip said tentatively, his voice a whisper in the stillness of the room. Plankton's antennae twitched, but his eye remained fixed on his plate. The silence was a wall between them, thick as seaweed and just as impenetrable. Chip's heart felt like it was sinking into his stomach, the weight of his father's silence heavier than any words could have been. Karen's screen darted between them, a silent plea for peace. She knew this was Plankton's way of dealing with his overwhelm, but it was torture for Chip, who craved understanding and connection. "So, how's your friends?" Karen asks Chip. Chip shrugs, his screen darting to Plankton, who remains silent, his antennae still. "They're okay," he says, his voice lacking its usual enthusiasm. Karen sighs internally, the tension at the dinner table a heavy fog that seemed to smother their usual banter. "Karen, can you pass the napkins?" Plankton says. "Sure," she says as she puts them in the middle. "Dad, how do you feel about the food?" Plankton's antennae twitched but his gaze remained on his plate, his mouth a tight line. The silence was a thick stew that no one knew how to digest. Chip's eyes were filled with hope, searching for any sign of his father's usual playfulness, but all he found was a wall of quiet. Chip's voice was a feeble ripple in the vast ocean of their silence. "Dad, can I get you a drink?" he offered. Plankton's antennae twitched slightly, but he remained silent, his eye never leaving his plate. The air was thick with tension, like seawater saturated with the weight of their unspoken words. Chip churned with anxiety, each bite of chum a reminder of the gap that had suddenly widened between him and his father. "Please, Dad," he murmured, his voice barely audible above the clink of their forks. Plankton's antennas remained still, his eye focused on the food before him. Karen's heart was a tight knot in her chest, her eyes darting between her husband and son. The silence was a living creature, a Kraken of tension coiled around them, squeezing the joy from the room. She took a deep breath, forcing a smile. "So, Chip, tell us about your week," she said, her voice too bright, too forced. Chip took a tentative bite of his chum, his eyes on Plankton's unmoving antennae. "Well, I had a good time at the carnival," he began, his voice a sad echo of his usual excitement. "I won at the ring toss." Plankton's antennae twitched slightly, but he said nothing, his silence a thick, unspoken wall. Chip felt like a deflated balloon, each of his words a futile attempt to pierce the silence. "And I met a new friend," Chip continued, his voice a feeble thread trying to weave through the stillness. "She's a dolphin. She was really cute." Plankton's antennae twitched again, just a little, but it was enough to keep Chip's hope afloat. Chip's voice grew stronger, his words a lifeline thrown into the turbulent sea of silence. "Her name's Daisy," he said, a tiny smile tugging. "We played in the bubbles." But Plankton's antennae remained still, his eye on his plate. It was as if Chip's words were bouncing off an invisible shield, unable to penetrate the fortress of his father's mind. Chip's smile faltered, his screen filling with unshed tears. He wanted so badly to share his joy with Plankton, but the wall of silence was too high, too thick. He took a deep breath, his hands clenching around his fork. "Dad, I know you're mad at me," he said, his voice trembling. "But I just want to understand." Plankton's antennae twitched slightly, but he said nothing, his face a mask of indifference. The silence grew heavier with each passing moment, weighing down on Chip like an oversized sponge soaked in regret. He knew he had to try again, to bridge the gap. "Dad," he began, his voice shaky but determined. "I know I messed up today, but I want to make it right." He took a deep breath, willing the words to come. "Can you tell me more about your...about what happened to you?" His voice was a tiny bubble of hope rising in the deep sea of their dinner. Plankton's antennae twitched, his eye flickering up to meet Chip's for a brief moment before dropping back to his plate. The silence stretched on like a tight rubber band, threatening to snap. Karen's screen a tempest of concern, torn between her love for her husband and her desire to help her son. She knew Plankton needed his space, but seeing the pain in Chip's screen was like watching a piece of coral being slowly eroded by the sea. Chip's words hung in the air, like a message in a bottle lost at sea. Plankton's silence was a reef that Chip's words couldn't navigate around. He took a deep breath, his heart a conch shell echoing with hope. "Dad, I know it's hard for you," he tried again, his voice a gentle wave. "But if you don't tell me, how can I understand?" The room was a pressure cooker of unspoken emotion, the tension rising with each passing second. Karen's screen pleaded with Plankton, willing him to respond. But he remained still, his antennae unmoving, his eye a storm cloud over their meal. Chip's heart felt like it was being crushed in a vice, his words falling on deaf antennae. "Dad, please," he whispered, his voice desperate. "I just want to help." But Plankton's antennae remained motionless, his eye averted. The silence was a deep-sea trench between them, vast and unbridgeable. Chip's shoulders slumped, his hope leaking away like water through a sieve. He took another bite of his chum, the taste of it suddenly bitter on his tongue. The clock on the wall ticked loudly, each second a tiny hammer on the anvil of his heart. Chip forced a swallow, his throat tight with emotion. "Dad," he said again, his voice a tiny ripple in the vast ocean of quiet. "I'm sorry." The room held its breath, waiting for a response, but none came. The silence was a thick kelp that choked, suffocating any attempt at conversation.
GREAT CHIP xi (Autistic author) After a moment, she turned and walked towards the workshop door, her steps slow and deliberate. She paused, her hand on the doorknob, looking back at Chip with a mixture of pain and resolve. "I'll check on your father," she said, her voice a whisper. "You... you clean up here." Chip nodded, his eyes never leaving his mother's. He knew she was hurting too, but she was putting on a brave face for him. As she disappeared into the workshop, his heart felt like it was in a vice. He'd never seen his parents like this before. The kitchen was a mess of shattered dishes and splattered jelly, a stark contrast to the usually pristine space. He took a deep breath and began to collect the broken pieces, his mind racing with thoughts of his father's pain. Karen's footsteps were quiet as she approached the workshop, the door slightly ajar. She could hear Plankton's muffled sobs from inside, his tiny body hunched over his workbench. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she might find. The room was a whirlwind of half-finished inventions, wires and gadgets scattered about. Her heart broke at the sight of her husband, the usually stoic and resourceful Plankton, reduced to a tiny, shaking figure, his antennae drooped like the wilted leaves of a forgotten houseplant. "Plankton?" Karen's voice was a soft whisper, cutting through the quiet. He didn't look up, his sobs the only sound in the cluttered room. Slowly, she approached, her eyes taking in the chaos around them. "Honey," she began, her voice trembling. "I know you're upset, but..." Plankton's sobs grew louder, his body shaking with the force of his emotions. Karen reached out, her hand hovering over his shoulder, uncertain whether to touch him. Finally, she decided that in this moment, space was what he needed most. She stood there, a silent sentinel, her presence a gentle reminder that she was there for him. "Plankton," she said softly, her voice a balm in the storm of his rage. "Can I get you anything?" Plankton's sobs grew quieter, his tiny frame heaving with the weight of his emotions. "No," he said, his voice muffled. Karen took a step closer, her hand still hovering. "Do you want me to stay?" she asked, her tone gentle. Plankton's antennae twitched, his head nodding slightly. It was the barest of movements, but it spoke volumes to Karen. She stepped forward, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, careful not to press too hard. He stiffened at first, but then, ever so slightly, leaned into her. Her embrace was gentle, her touch like a soft breeze, offering comfort without smothering his pain. "I always love you." The words hung in the air, their quiet strength a stark contrast to the chaos of the kitchen. Plankton felt his body begin to relax, his sobs easing as Karen's warmth seeped in. He took a deep, shuddering breath, his antennae drooping. "I'm sorry," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper. "I didn't mean to... I don't know..." Karen's grip tightened, her hand sliding up to cradle his head. "It's okay," she soothed, her voice a gentle lullaby. Plankton's antennae twitched nervously against her, but he didn't pull away. He knew she was there for him, even when his own mind was a tempest of confusion. "You don't have to apologize," Karen whispered. Her words were a balm to Plankton's raw nerves, and he leaned into her embrace. She knew he was sensitive post-episode, his emotions like a tightly wound spring, ready to snap. Her heart ached for him, for the fear and frustration he felt in those moments. Karen's eyes scanned the room, noticing the chaos of Plankton's workshop, his mind's refuge. Usually, the disarray was organized, each gear and wire in its place. Now, it was as though a tornado had swept through, leaving a trail of half-finished inventions in its wake. Plankton's sobs grew quieter, his body still tense under her touch. "I just... I don't want you to look at me and see something broken and unlovable.." Karen's eyes filled with tears. "You are you, and that is all I've ever loved." The words hung in the air, a gentle rebuttal to the harshness of the earlier scene. Plankton's sobs grew quieter, his breathing evening out. Chip hovered at the entrance, his heart a tumultuous sea of regret and fear. He'd hurt his father, and he didn't know how to fix it. He took a tentative step into the workshop, his eyes scanning the room. The mess was a stark reminder of the turmoil Plankton was feeling, and it only served to amplify Chip's own guilt. He watched his mother's careful movements, her gentle touch, and he desperately wanted to do the same.
ermmm wth- duh i obv know the drama's over but i wanna post here ya girlie, <3JENNIE:3
CHIP OFF THE OLD TALKS xi (Autistic Author) The wind whispers through the leaves of the nearby trees, carrying with it the scent of fresh-cut grass and the distant sound of seagulls. It's a simple pleasure, but one that Plankton has often missed in his quest to protect his son from the storms in his own mind. Suddenly, the serenity is shattered as a ball comes hurtling through the air, narrowly missing Plankton's head. He flinches, his antennae shooting straight up in alarm. Chip's swing comes to an abrupt halt, his eyes wide with fear. The children playing nearby laugh, unaware of the chaos their game has brought to the quiet corner of the playground. Plankton's eye darts around, trying to process the sudden assault of sound and movement. His breath comes in quick, shallow gasps, and Karen can see the beginnings of a panic attack forming on his face. "Daddy!" Chip shouts, jumping off his swing and racing to his side. With surprising speed and grace, Chip leaps into action, catching Plankton just as he starts to topple off the swing. "Daddy!" Chip says, his voice filled with urgency as he gently guides Plankton's unresponsive body to the soft grass below. The love rock still clutches in his small hand. Karen rushes over, her eyes wide with concern. "Is he ok?" she asks, kneeling beside them. Chip nods, his chest heaving. "He has an absence seizure thing," he says, his voice shaking slightly. He looks up at Karen, his eyes filled with fear and confusion. "What do we do?" Karen's eyes fill with a mix of panic and love as she takes in the sight of Plankton, his body frozen in mid-swing, his antennae limp. She's been here before, but it never gets easier. "It's ok," she says, her voice calm despite her racing heart. "Just give him a moment. He'll come back to us." Chip nods, his grip on the love rock tightening as he watches his father. The world seems to slow down around them, the laughter of the other children fading into a distant memory. Plankton's breathing is shallow, his body stiff. Karen reaches out, placing a gentle hand on his back, feeling the rise and fall of his chest. The seconds tick by like hours, each one filled with the weight of uncertainty. Chip clutches the love rock, willing his dad to come back. He's seen this before, but it never gets easier. He remembers the first time it happened, the fear that had gripped him, the feeling of helplessness as his dad's eye glazed over. But now, he knows what to do. He's not as scared; he's prepared. With trembling hands, Chip takes out the love rock, its smoothness a comforting reminder of their conversation. He places it gently in Plankton's palm, curling the slender fingers around it. "You're ok," he whispers, his voice steady despite the storm of emotions inside. "We’re here." Plankton's body remains still, a stark contrast to the vibrant world around them. The squeaks of the swings, the laughter of the children, the distant crash of waves, all seem to fade into the background as they wait for him to return from his brief retreat. Karen sits beside Chip, her hand on his shoulder, offering silent support. Time seems to stand still as they wait, the rock in Plankton's hand a silent testament to their newfound bond. The park's vibrant sounds muffle into a distant symphony, the world holding its breath for Plankton's return. Above them, the sun casts a warm, gentle light, the shadows dancing as if in a silent ballet of concern. The seconds stretch into eternity, each one a heartbeat of hope. Chip's eyes never leave his father, willing him back with all his might. The rock in Plankton's palm is a symbol of love and understanding, a bridge connecting them through the stormy seas of his mind. As Plankton's body remains frozen, the world around them seems to hold its breath. The rustling of the leaves above, the distant laughter of children, even the crash of waves in the background seem to hush in respectful silence. It's as if the universe itself is offering a quiet sanctuary for Plankton's return. Chip's eyes never leave his father's face, his grip on the love rock in Plankton's palm unwavering. His heart races with fear, but he squeezes the rock tighter, trying to channel the love and support he feels into his dad's unresponsive hand. Chip decides to whisper comforting words. "Daddy, it's ok," he says softly. "You're safe here with me and Mom." Karen's eyes are filled with a mix of fear and admiration for her son's courage. She watches as Chip decides to continue. "Remember the rock, Daddy?" Chip whispers. "It's my way of saying I love you." Plankton's antennae twitch slightly, a glimmer of recognition in his eye. The world around them seems to hold its breath, the very air thick with anticipation. Chip's voice is the only sound, a gentle lullaby in the cacophony of the playground. The rock in Plankton's hand feels warm, almost alive, as if it's absorbing the love Chip is whispering into it. Chip watches as Plankton's antennae slowly start to wiggle, a sign that he's coming back to them. "I'm here," Chip says, his voice barely audible. "I'll always be here." Karen's hand moves to cover Chip's, her eyes glistening with tears she's trying hard to hold back. The sight of her son's unwavering support is both heartbreaking and awe-inspiring. Plankton's chest rises and falls more steadily, his breathing evening out. The rock in Plankton's hand seems to pulse with a gentle warmth, a silent acknowledgment of Chip's words. Karen sees the tension in Plankton's features begin to ease, his antennae drooping slightly as he starts to come back to them. It's a delicate process, like waking a sleeping dragon. Any sudden movement could send him back into the storm. Chip's voice is a beacon, guiding Plankton through the fog. "It's ok," Chip repeats, his voice soothing, "You're with us." Plankton's antennae twitch again, and Karen can see the spark of understanding in his eye. Slowly, Plankton's body starts to relax. The tension in his shoulders eases, and his antennae twitch in a way that tells Karen he's listening, that he's with them again. His breathing evens out, and his eyelid flickers closed. For a moment, Chip is afraid. But then, Plankton's hand tightens slightly around the rock, giving him a squeeze that says 'Thank you'. Karen smiles, her eyes shimmering with relief. "Looks like he’s asleep," she whispers, her voice filled with a mix of humor and love. Chip nods, his own eyes never leaving Plankton's peaceful face. They stay like that for a while, the three of them, in the quiet sanctuary of the park bench. The storm in Plankton's mind has passed, leaving them in a gentle lull. The playground's sounds slowly start to filter back in, the chatter of children, the distant hum of the city, the rustling of leaves in the breeze. Chip keeps whispering, his voice a gentle caress in the stillness. "It's ok, Daddy. You're safe." Karen watches her son with a mix of love and sadness, knowing the weight he now carries. He's growing up too fast, she thinks, but he's handling it with more grace than anyone could ask for. Plankton's hand relaxes around the rock, his breathing deep and even. The storm inside him has passed for now, leaving them with a quiet, precious moment. Chip leans into her, his voice a whisper. "Is he going to be ok?" Karen nods, her eyes never leaving Plankton's peaceful face. "He'll be fine," she says. "Rest is sometimes the best thing for him after an episode." Chip nods, his grip on the rock in Plankton's hand loosening slightly. He looks around the park, the world coming back into focus. The other kids are playing, their laughter a gentle reminder of the life that goes on outside their little bubble of concern. "Should we go home?" Chip asks, his voice still hushed. Karen nods. "Let's get him into the shade," she says, gesturing to a nearby tree. "The fresh air and quiet will do him good." Together, they gently lift Plankton and carry him to the cool, shaded spot. Chip is careful not to jostle him too much, his little hands supporting Plankton's head. Under the tree, Karen lays a blanket on the ground and they place him down. His antennae are still now, no longer dancing with the stress of the seizure. His breath is deep and even, his features relaxed in sleep. Chip watches him intently, his thumb tracing the smooth surface of the love rock. "He's going to be ok, right?" he asks, his voice a barely audible whisper. Karen nods, her eyes filled with a fierce protectiveness. "Of course, sweetie," she says. "Daddy just needs some rest."
alr can lottie and laur shut the actully fuck up. like they are pieces of shit .° ༘🎧⋆🖇₊˚ෆ ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 ᥫ᭡。
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dw, blair and lottie are just dumb, ignore them my akemi queens >_< xoxo, keep hating, #LaurenForeva 💋
"Blair stfu in fake Laurens group you said that you were never in akemi- bsfr get the fuck out of this you a hole 🎀🕷🎀🎀" Ok once again, "Blair" isn't me. That wasn't me. If you read the text i sent it says it wasn't me and i explained the whole thing. I WAS never in akemi before this and hindsight i was chasing validation. I did say that in fake laurens group but i dumped them and im STILL getting hate from it. I'm LITERALLY a different person than "blair" who i assume is fake because nobody knows her. I'm very sorry for the inconvenience but i shouldn't get hate for something i didn't do :(
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hang on we r still arguing on here bro 😭 like uhm to catch u up lottie came back to us and blair backstabbed u emiko or whatever it is so uhm- like please chill out it's been months - Ava
Ok my name is blaire and i tried to join someones group and i got exiled bc of a name thing.. idk.∘ ∘ ∘ ( °ヮ° ) ? But i spell my name with an e on the end and yall are hating on me on roblox but i didn't post this stuff uh- i was never even in _ - akemi avatar ranking - _ and yall are exiling me from ur groups ( 。 • ᴖ • 。) idk cuz "Blair" is not me (im Histeddyblaire) and i don't like being accused of others mistakes :( My friend just taught me how to post on here... so please stop adding me just to tell me how awful i am because that was not me-, i've cried over those dms they really hurt.
uhm to the ppl who are wondering what akemi is, its a group and theres kinda drama so im rly sorry if it bothers u. ೀ
fuck akemi, fuck lauren, fuck everyone in that group go kys ur self u black monkeys get a life - Ria 👽
and js cus someone “betrays” you doesnt mean you can be a fucking bitch towards them?? telling ppl to kts and shit is NOT okay. akemi is SO messed up.
(^◡^)っ✂╰⋃╯i will cut off rions dick
₊˚ʚ 🌱 ₊˚✧ ゚. Please stop hating on eachother! It’s not good at all ₊˚ʚ 🌱 ₊˚✧ ゚. - old akemi member 🎀
No actually i checked again and yall hopped on this bitch for ranking someone staffs favs even tho it was an alt... like who tf does that harm you guys are so fucked up... Lottie, suki, xi, mateo, ari are right - blair🌸
can yall stop beefing? this is a web for CUTE combos. and then theres you talking about this fucking drama that was happening around a week ago.. STFU AND YEAH.. I DONT WANNA SEE ANYMORE ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆ - find out who i am
stop the drama rn. yall making lauren look like a bad owner and bad person like. and also why some of yall calling me the crazy demoting lady? like some of u got demoted and without even checking audit log yall assume its me its making me giggle. but anyways stop the drama lauren needs to have a drama free akemi pls. -toad
yes lunar tysm finally someone who understands like i dont want to be in akemi but im never gonna be on lotties side like yall crazy lottie is a piece of shit an asshole // i cant believe some of yall actually believed the fake toad. like the message sounded just like lottie imo. lottie kys and go fuck yourself you asshole. and also if ur the one doing those messages about lauren cumming or rion fucking you then honestly hang yourself you bitch 😍-toad
heh bc ppl hate everyone who do it... list of ppl who suck in akemi lauren rion hannah millie jes hazel sani natsuki everyone else whos brainwashed xo tysm -blaire 🖕
wtf. -noah 😐
lmfao you guys are so sad imagine taking your asses to emoji combos to hate on me here are you that lost in life 😭 imagine making comments acting like me for attention its so funny this is the first time i actually read these you can believe it was me but it wasnt me so toad you fucking schizophrenic keep talking to yourself weird ass mf what were you expecting to achieve out of telling me to hang myself ??😂 none of you mean shit to me so pls keep feeding me attention i love it so much. kit no one liks you please go drown yourself you sound like a air fryer yall blinded af lauren is telling you to your faces she hates you and yall so down bad it doesnt mind you " only at peace with jesus family and rion , everyone else is a blur" your so obsessed with me yall gotta come on a EMOJI WEBSITE 😭😭😭 PLSSS IF YOUR LOTTIEWASHED JUST SAY SO
lunar here once again, FUCKING STOP TALKING SEXUAL STUFF. LIKE BRO "he fucked me last night and OMFG IT WAS SOOOOOO GOOD" LIKE KIDS ARE SEEING THIS SO STOP YAPPING SHIT.
lets stop da drama! (ᗒᗣᗕ)
chat maybee yall should stop fucking cussing on emojicombos <3
istg can yall stop the drama i want akemi to be drama free and my life to be drama free like we dont need all this. aiming lottie and her shitty friends btw 😍. whoever said that about rion needs mental help -toad🎀
go fuck yourself - hazel 🎀
wait we r still beefing on here I js came for some emoji combos I didn't know ppl were still beefing. And toad I think someone is impersonating, it honestly doesn't sound like smth u would say and after reading all of ur post I'm starting to think maybe lottie is js dragging u into this if yk what I mean cuz I suck at explaining.Yeah so yuh and whoever is posting sexual stuff abt lauren and rion ur absolutely disgusting. u probs dnt even know what akemi is or how nice they r 😠. - Ava ✧˚ ༘ ⋆。˚ ୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀🪞🕊️🤍✨

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yalls js stop its 5 to 7k if ur that needy for attention go ruin ur besties bday party. - bunny. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁
Alright, what is akemi? i actually dont know what that is 😭 can someone explain or something i was looking for cute lil symbols for my bio on rblx and i saw someone who was a part fo this ”Akemi” group telling other supposed members to kill themselves on here 😀❓❓
hol up ari if ur reading this(i mean the ari thats friends with stupid lottie) just so u know im not giving attention to ur stupid side im tryinng to stop this drama cus lottie and toad wont stop yapping like a yappachino machine ur stupid side with the most ugliest people ever with less thsn 10 ppl ur gonna make bad choices and end up being single for life and if ur gonna say “so?idc if im gonna be single“ ur still gonna be lonley💀 and end up with no bffs like a hobo u are and a brain as small as a ant and lottie ur stupid exposing plan will back fire and giving u more hate cus hun all of our 7.1k members hate u as much as a fucking fly flying around our ears even lauren her self and rion like hun stop trying to make everyone go on ur side cus that will be in ur dreams but its never gonna happen. picking lauren and hazel? and oh yea im talking to u dum ass lottie and toad, like thats pure inmature like u and dont even call me 10 or 10-4 cus who do u think u are? little miss “oh im so sigma i have so many friends and akemi is such a loser LOL“ they are PATHETIC.“ like keep on going with ur yappness u inmature brainwashing sore loser. oh i wonder what ur gonna do im so scared boo hoo, yea i dont give a sh.t. and guess who i am or maybe u alr know
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