#I'm not a damn CHA build

[notarealwelder]

Please don't tell me the next tier of software dev class is centered on interpersonals and diplomacy

[vivwritesfics]

Bleeding From The Storm

Chapter Eight - Charles

After the death of his son, the head of the Dupont family wants his daughter protected. He moved her to Monaco, the safe zone, and has her protected by Charles Leclerc. Max Verstappen was never supposed to meet her. He didn't even know who she was. But he knew she was beautiful, and he knew he wanted to know more, much to the horror of Charles Leclerc.

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Arthur dragged her back to the apartment building. No matter how much she begged, he knew he had to tell his brother. What Charles did from there was out of his hands.

She'd forgive him, he knew. It would take a while, but she would eventually forgive him. Once she realised just how dangerous Max was, she'd forgive him.

"Arthur, I love him," she said as they took the elevator up to their floor.

"No, you don't," he quickly answered. "Bunny, you don't know him, you don't know the things he's done."

"Then tell me!"

But Arthur wouldn't. As soon as the elevator doors open, he dragged her out and dragged her to Charles's apartment.

Pushing open the door, Arthur dragged her inside. She let out a cry, but it was superficial, his grip not tight enough to injure her in any way. "Charles, I got her," he called as he sat her down on the sofa.

Charles emerged from his bathroom. He stared down at her with so much anger written on his face, it had her shivering. "Where the fuck did you go, Bunny?" He spat, not moving from the doorway of the bathroom.

Arthur went to answer, but Charles held up his hand, stopping him. "I'm not speaking to you," he spat at his brother, and Arthur shut his mouth, eyes on the ground.

Charles turned back to Bunny. "Tell me where the fuck you went or so help me, Bun." He marched towards her and she visibly recoiled.

It had guilt shooting through him, but he ignored it. "Tell me!" He roared.

She swallowed, but she couldn't answer him, couldn't force the words out of her mouth.

A sigh left Charles's lips. He turned towards Arthur and gestured for him to speak. "She was with Mad Max, says she loves him," he answered quickly. "I saw them together."

Charles turned back to Bunny. "Is this true?" He asked, and she nodded. The noise he let out was so damn angry, it had her recoiling.

He grabbed his jacket from the hook by the door. "'thur, keep her here and don't let her use that goddamn phone," he said.

Suddenly she was up from the sofa and running towards him. "Cha, where are you going?" She cried as she grabbed him.

He breathed in deep and looked down at her. Pulling her close, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and kissed the top of her head. "Doesn't matter, Bun," he mumbled. "I'm gonna fix this." And then he was disappearing out of the apartment.

Before she could follow, Arthur had a hold of her. He locked the door and pocketed the key, trapping her in the apartment with him.

Reluctantly, she sat back on the sofa and pulled her knees up to her chest. "He's going to tell my father, isn't he?" She asked, eyes welling up with tears.

"I think so, Bun." He went to sit next to her, but she turned away from him.

Charles was doing exactly as she had guessed. He climbed into the car and drove out of Monaco, heading to the Dupont estate in France. No soft piano music played from the speaker, knuckles white against the steering wheel.

For all these years trying to protect her, and Charles had let her fall into the clutches of Mad Max Verstappen. Max didn't know how to love. He certainly didn't know how to love a sweet girl like Bunny Dupont.

If Max was gonna do anything, he was going to get her killed.

The drive flew by and, before he knew it, Charles was pulling up outside of the Dupont house. He parked up beside the fountain and climbed out of his car.

Maybe Dupont would kill him. He hadn't done his job, the one thing he had to do. He hadn't kept her protected like he was meant to. If Dupont wanted to kill him, Charles couldn't be mad. He deserved it. He deserved to meet his end at Dupont's hand.

He walked through the house, past staff members he had grown up around. This had the potential to be the last time he ever saw them. His steps faltered as he walked up the stairs to Dupont's office. Fuck, he had never been this scared before.

At the door, he hesitated. All he had to do was knock. All he had to do was raise his fist and tap it against the door a couple of times. It didn't have to be this hard.

The minute he knocked, Dupont was calling him into his office. Charles sucked in a breath, pushed open the door, and strode in.

"Charles, my boy!" Dupont called as he sat back in his chair. He looked around Charles, obviously looking for his daughter. "What can I help you with?"

Charles didn't sit, no until he was told to. "Sir, I have news about Bunny," he said.

Dupont furrowed his brows and leaned forward. "What about my daughter?" He asked. He reached towards his pen pot and pulled out a knife.

His hand shook against the chair he was leaning against. "Sir," he began. "She - she and Max Verstappen..." But he couldn't find it in himself to finish the sentence.

But Dupont relaxed. He sat back in his seat and casually played with the knife in his hands. "My Bunny and Mad Max," he said and let out a cackling laugh. "This comes as no surprise to me, Charles. She and Mad Max weren't very covert about their... operations."

A breath released from Charles's lips. "What should we do about it?"

"Nothing," Dupont answered with a shrug. "Let her fool around with Verstappen's boy. We can play that to our advantage."

"But I can't guarantee her safety when she's with Verstappen."

The blade of Dupont's knife sank into the wood of his desk. "Take her to go and see him. Let him know you mean business. We mean business."

Dupont dismissed him after that. He waved Charles off and returned to what he was doing before Charles arrived.

The drive back to Monaco was still in silence. He felt physically sick and pulled over more than once to dry heave on the side of the road. All his life he was meant to protect Bunny Dupont, and now he was going to be the one to feed her to the wolves.

As he drove, Charles called his brother. He waited as the phone dialled, waited for Arthur to pick up.

It didn't take very long. "How did it go?" Arthur asked the moment he picked up.

Charles simply grunted. "Where is she?"

"Asleep in your room," Arthur answered.

Charles's stomach dropped. "Go and make sure she's still in there," he said quickly.

There was a moment where Arthur rushed around his apartment. He listened as Arthur marched from the kitchen and threw open the bedroom door. There was a pause before the door clicked shut again. "She's still in there," Arthur answered and Charles let out a breath.

Good, Charles thought as he drove through Monaco. He could put off throwing her to the wolves if she was sleeping.

He pulled into the garage beneath the apartment building and killed the engine. His head hit the steering wheel and he sucked in a shuddering breath. He felt so damn sick as he sat there, in the dark of the parking garage.

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the judge from hell: ending thought dump

i would say i'm insane that the first thought i had when the credits rolled was "where's human bitna's soul???" not because the drama would be better if she shows herself, but because they showed her escaping and just didn't give us any closure. nevertheless, despite this, they gave us such a unique way to justify justitia's stay on her body. not to mention the bael deal (giving her 3 years of vacation before returning) and the cliffhanger lucifer deal (10 sinners killed in a year to be fully human) (we should get a season 2 at this point). the three scenes leading to the ending clearly showed us how her morals changed in the way she was conflicted with her decision about the un-remorseful defendant, to her (VERY BEAUTIFUL) callback on her scene with the children asking her about justice.

they also resolved the serial killing trope really well. the idea already of making the murderers feel how they killed their victims had such a nice build up from the first SA suspect until this serial killer. then when they built the coffin displays for all the victims while J was hanging himself was, in a way, a peaceful closure for the victims. it showed his remorse (despite bitna forcing him to do so), and putting an end to their worries that justice won't be served to him (he escaped, plus the way he told myeongsuk ahjumma that he was eating well inside jail) and he got what he deserved. again, not to mention that in the earlier episode, bitna and her chief judge refused to give in to the assemblymen's pressure to acquit him. i know, justitia has her own firm judgement already. but it made her human anyways.

side note: i found it funny (a bit) that bitna's death scene in episode 13 never fazed me. was this an effect of snowdrop still? jk.

and coming from this - i loved the pay off of every decision and interaction bitna and gabriel had. i already had the vibe initially that every test gabriel gave bitna would be beneficial for her to have more points from God, hence the reincarnation. and the cute scene too at the end - where his new form asked her to treat her to burgers because she promised on her funeral that she'll buy her dinner. the details of this show is very meticulous and i love it.

it was also so heartwarming to show all the victims after two years with the closures they showed. it's also really a good thing that the show only showed around 5 suspects instead of stretching it to how many episodes they have (a lot of law shows do that) so we still get to see everyone.

and, of course - han daon and kang bitna. i loved how much they trusted each other's judgments when it comes to the heavy decisions about their morality. i think this is the best way to show a relationship - or if anyone should pick a partner in the future, it would be with someone who trusts your wisdom to choose what's best for you. and both of them are, in a way, morally good decision makers. not to mention they were both so supportive of each other. daon never gave bitna the burden of giving up her future in hell by not doing the killings. he has his role as a detective, she has her role as a judge. such a nice partnership! and when it comes to their romantic scenes, i'm fine with all the subtle and natural moments that they had. they didn't have any extravagant cliche romance scenes except for the imaginary wedding. the long kiss was also a huge pay off after all the teasing of steamy moments with no kisses, interrupted kisses, the pecks, then we get "[nv] you should kiss me as much as you love me." [!!!!!!!!!!!] damn!

and park shinhye, of course! the best thing that happened to this drama. i apologize as i was a bit doubtful of her. i didn't like how she portrayed cha eunsang in the heirs and now i realized it was just because the writing of her character was so goddamn stale. but like what the director said - if there was an actress who can show her subtle cute style and be an action star villain-main character, it should be her. she showed well how justitia's mentality transitioned from being a full blown demon with no remorse to someone who felt immense sympathy from the victims and han daon's experience, and of course, the girlboss girlfriend vibe.

of course, not everything in this drama is unique. but it is refreshing. it also stresses important messages about justice that should be said especially in this era - the number one rule of justice is the law should not forgive what the victims couldn't. apologizing is an obligation, but forgiveness is not. justitia's trials cover admission of crime, asking for forgiveness to the victims, and remorse for the deed, all three core things that people sometimes forget when cases like murders and such happen. korea should know better after seeing this show. [coughs]

and, as always, we should never waste the potential of kim jaeyoung and park shinhye. GIVE THEM A MOVIE!!!!!

also kim jae young the new korea IT boy lfg

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KINKTOBER 23

Father Bryce x reader "Maria"

Day 4

Me and my friends were in trouble for skipping biology class. We all had to go into Father Bryce's office, one by one and I was last.

"Meet us when you get out in our dorms." My friend "olivia" told me.

I hated Father Bryce and I had my reasons for it. I was a regular student of his who got in trouble. Almost every week I would be in his office.

I walked into his office and sat on the left chair that faces his desk after closing the door.

"Maria...my least favourite trouble maker. Did you prompt this upon your friends?" He said as he was leaning down with his face a few inches from mine and his hands on the table for support.

I just nodded.

"Speak to me. Now." He said sternly. I'm probably the #1 person who he sees in his office...should I get a reward for that? I haven't yet, so probably not.

"Yeah, sir." I said quietly.

"Sir? Sir!? SIR!?"

"Ma'am, actually." I said, trying to be a smart ass.

"Don't try and be a smart ass with me or I will put you in a whole world of hurt." He said coldly.

I stood up and looked in his eyes, having the same fury building up inside of me like he has every time he has to deal with me and said "then why don't 'cha, huh!?" I said sternly.

He stood still, locking eyes with me a moment before pushing my face on his desk and then standing behind me with his muscular frame towering over my ass. He lifted my skirt up and caressed my ass, making you whimper for him.

"You wanna play? Let's fucking play." He said and then rubbed his hard member in his pants on my body, groaning with each buck his hips made.

He then pulled down my wet snd horny panties, stroking his entrance into me and then taking his cock out and fucking me roughly without a condom, and mercy.

"You're such a slut for me, aren't you? You wanna be fucked by your god damn priest all the time for your satisfaction, don't'cha!? Huh!? You fucking don't like it now, do ya!?" He said things like this to me as if i was a bad dog and he just gets his satisfaction by fucking me until I was gone.

His balls slapped on my pussy lips and his cock, our bodied made wet, slapping noises and loud groans and whimpers that showed how much we needed eachother. Our bodies were hot and horny from what was happening and I realised how much he wanted this. He needed this. I couldn't belive I was doing this with my own priest. Its like if I were in a fever dream.

His cock became more hard and he was fucking me roughly and then I needed more from him, I needed to have what he wanted from me, his child. His cock felt like it was going to explode and then he finally did it. My priest and head teacher cummed inside of me.

He took his cock out and then pulled my panties and skirt up and gave me a few kisses on my neck.

"Mmmhhh...you're my good girl. My girl." He whispered softly to me as I sat on his lap as he sat in his desk-chair and he wrapped his arm around my waist whilst removing all of the detentions I had that month.

[unique-high]

Hey gurrl I'm new to your blog I absolutely love you stories and was wondering if I could ask one for cha eunwoo I can find an blk female book on him and it frustrating 😭😭

Well the company there are in is hybe

Cha eunwoo is a well established idol and actor while yn is still a trainee that eunwoo fell in love with and as been flirting with but she is an oblivions person so until he told her before she knew. Cha eunwoo age same as current while since yn is a trainee I would say 18

Soo sorry for the long ass quest😘🙏🏾

a/n: omg sorry it took me forever to freaking get to this! Please forgive me. I wrote this in one night so I didn't have much time to check for grammar so I'm deeply sorry for any mistakes.

Eunwoo waits for you after practice. Every day. Always at the door. He waits. The other trainees would playfully poke fun singing KISSING the nursery rhyme as they walk out giggling passing the older male. You're sweaty, your limbs feel like jelly and a tired smile smoothes onto your face every time you see Eunwoo. And damn he loves your smile. It reminds him of the early days of summer when the weather still felt a little nicer.

Sometimes you and Eunwoo didn't need to speak. There was that silent talk that said more. When his eyes said more too but you never notice the way he looked at you. The little pleading behind his dark eyes for you to look at him a little longer and the little hint of love hidden in his irises for you to find.

There's a close enough space between you and Eunwoo as you walk beside him. He intentionally lets the back of his hand brush against yours, just that brief moment of skin-to-skin contact was enough for him though he craved more than that.

“Practice go well?”

“I kept getting the steps wrong again and the teacher scolded me.” you pouted.

Eunwoo pets your head. “Do you want to practice with me?”

He knew the dance by heart. He sometimes watched in on you and other trainees to see how you were progressing.

“Oh...No I know you're super busy preparing for your new drama. I don't want to bother you."

“You won't be,” he said. “You just need someone to fully break everything down to you.”

“Thanks. I'd really appreciate that.”

For you, Eunwoo doesn't mind doing things like this even if his schedule is going to be super busy. He can always make the time for you.

Eunwoo took you to your favorite cafe, down the street from the company's building. Instead of you ordering for yourself, Eunwoo orders for you, knowing your drink combo by heart.

You never had any real friends growing up, even with the other trainees you've been with for almost a year, you still weren't sure if you could consider them friends. But with Eunwoo, you consider him to be your best friend. You and he did the things best friends do, talk in the way best friends do, send TikTok videos back and forth, with “Lol this reminds me of you.” or “This is so us.”

Eunwoo pays for your drink like he always does. And you would shove your money at him to take it. He never does. He's a good friend.

It's when you're both sitting outside the cafe, enjoying the nice weather that Eunwoo is staring at you, watching you drink from your cup. He's staring so long that you become a little insecure.

You choke on a laugh asking, “W-Why are you staring?”

“Staring?” Eunwoo's thick dark brown cock's up.

“Yeah...At me.”

“I'm not starting.”

“You're doing it now.”

“I'm not.” Then he looks away down at his drink while folding the corners of a white paper napkin that's under his cup. “You, um... You look really pretty today.”

You laughed. He expected that. Your voice carries with the slight breeze that pushes by. “I'm not.” You said. “And after sweating all day, I'm surprised you don't think I smell.”

You raise your arm to get a whiff of yourself. Not so bad.

Eunwoo lets himself look at you. But don't full-blown stare at you. He tries to focus on the small things on you; like the yellow mustard stain on the front of your baby blue crop top that you tried your hardest to clean after lunch, then he looks at the lavender scrunchie on your wrist that he gave you back in April, you always wore it as good luck. He looks at the baby hairs on your arm. Then lastly, at the scar on your chin, you had gotten when you were five from your older cousin.

“Even after practice, you're still pretty,” he said.

Now that you think about it. This was Eunwoo's first time calling you pretty and you weren't sure why that coming from him made you feel like you were dancing on your tippy toes.

“You never called me pretty before.”

But he has a billion times in his head.

“Y/n, just accept my compliment.” he smiles. Of course he wanted to move along with the whole pretty thing because damn he wouldn't be able to explain why he thought you were pretty.

Or maybe he could. Or maybe he couldn't.

If someone were to ask him to name the five things he thought were pretty about you, he'd say, “Five isn't enough.”

“Why am I suddenly pretty?” You pressed him playfully.

Eunwoo rips the corner of the napkin under his drink, balls it in a tiny ball, and throws it at your face.

“Did I say pretty?”

“You did.”

“Hmm, I think you misheard me.”

“I didn't.”

“I think you did.” he laughs.

“Why are you denying it now?”

“Denying what?”

“That you called me pretty?”

“Did I call you pretty?”

“Eunwoo, stop messing with me,” you whined.

He winks at you getting up from the table and grabbing his cup and napkin. “I always thought you were pretty. I just never dared to actually say it out loud.” he walks away from the table.

You hop up grabbing your cup as you rush alongside Eunwoo. Slapping your hand out over his forehead, you checked for a fever.

“No fever,” you mumbled. Your hand fell away. “Do friends usually find their friends pretty?”

“Yeah, all the time,” Eunwoo said.

Yeah, but calling your friend pretty while you were in love with them was a different kind of pretty.

“Oh,” you said. You threw your cup in a trash can and so did Eunwoo.

“I think you're just as pretty.”

Eunwoo's face warms up. “D–Don't say that.”

“It's true though. Like your visuals are killer.” You gushed over him and damn, that made him want to stop walking and kiss you.

The walk back to the company was short. Your day wasn't over yet since you had vocal practice in the evening that lasted way later than you wanted to. You and Eunwoo linger in the company's lobby for a few minutes, just talking.

“I want to tell you something before you go,” Eunwoo said.

“Oh, What is it?”

Eunwoo looks around at the few people walking through the lobby, he grabs your hand pulling you to a more private area without listening ears. His heart beats a little faster. His hands get a little sweaty. His words are a little stuck now.

“I like being your friend.”

“Eunowoo, I like being your friend too!” you smiled up at him. And that man could have melted in his shoes.

“Being friends is nice, but I don't think I want to be friends anymore,” he said quietly.

“Did I do something wrong?” There's a creak in your voice.

Eunwoo cups your face with his warm hands that burn at your cheeks. “Of course not, Y/n.”

“Then why don't you wanna be friends anymore?”

“Because....” he paused. “I want something more with you than just a friendship.”

“What do you mean?”

Eunwoo playfully rolled his eyes. “I want us to be together.”

“We're together now.”

He laughs. “No, like I want us to be together together.”

“As in....” You trailed off.

“Boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“Ooooh like that.” you smiled warmly.

“Yeah. Like that,” he said. “I've always been in love with you.” it's the way he says it that felt like a soft landing.

“You have?”

You nod. “Yeah.”

“Since when?”

“The first time you smiled and said hello to me.”

Falling in love with you had been easy. You made it easy for him without even knowing it.

“Oh, god, not that time when I had a milk mustache.” You made a funny face that made Eunwoo laugh.

“Yeah, that time.” That was his favorite little memory of you.

You took Eunwoo by surprise when you stood on your tippy toes and kissed him. Your kiss felt like heaven, like it was the sweetest thing, your lips perfect against his, and he could kiss you every day for hours, if that's even possible.

He kissed you back, his lips moving with urgency, like if he didn't kiss you enough or make it deeper enough you would just disappear. You feel his lips pulled into a smile.

“I love you, Y/n.”

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Chapter 5 : Fun Streaming Shenanigans

[World Building Chapter 2]

[𝙶𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚖 𝙲𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝙱𝚊𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 12:45 𝙿𝙼]

Tucker was setting up his streaming set-up and dash helping with the heavier sets, "What... Are they doing...?" Valerie asks as she drank her coffee beside Dante. "... Being idiots." Dante scoffs "No Dante, This is Genius! Streaming Valerie!" Danny says Excitedly because they're gonna let Danny Join the dismantling Parts. The Elders were very supportive and even gave them their own streaming Room that is their lounge. Very supportive sweet people who even gave them all Seperate rooms, except Danny and Dante who Says they wanted to stay in the same room.

"Hello Chat! Tucker Foley here and I'm finally back after a Loooong hiatus! A lot of things has happened but anyways! We have new members! Valerie." Tucker shows Valerie to the chat. "Oh come On..." Valerie says and winks at the camera. "There's Dash! He's my Brother now! Cool innit." Tucker says and Dash waves at the Camera.

"Danny and Dante as you all know from Before—" Tucker reads one of the messages. "Where's Sam...? Uhm..." They looked at each other and Valerie spoke up and walked over to the Set-up to talk to Chat. "Unfortunately Sam has passed due to... An accident. It took a long while for us to move on and Grieve and that why Tucker Here took long to post again." Valerie says as she Drank the rest of her Coffee and walked back to beside Dante.

"Yep! Thank you Valerie for Telling the viewers but yes! We're back as always! Soon I might introduce you all to our Grandparents!" Tucker says and Dash and Him continues to chat and talk to the viewers, "I missed this yk... It's been a long time since we've.. streamed stuff actually —" Danny says with a gentle gaze and Dante ruffles his hair.

"Ofcourse I Know that Danny. For now let's have fun." Dante says and also finished drinking his coffee. "Gasp! Hello First Subscriber! CoffeeAddictDrake!" Tucker waves at the Camera. "You remember our first subscriber?" Danny asks as he rolls his wheelchair over to the camera. "ofcourse! He's the one who always gave mone— 500$ WOW— GODDAMN— it's not even 5 minutes yet—" Tucker looks shock and the rest Laughing.

"It's been a while chat! It's me Danny as always, I'm kinda disabled and Gay now but that's fine. I know you guys haven't met my twin Brother Dante. Cmere Dan." Danny looked over to Dante who sighs and Went over to Danny. "Sup Chat." His voice was deeper than Danny's and he was more muscular and built unlike Danny who was more and I qoute "Twink" build.

"Oop chat's going crazy again—" Dash Blurts out as everyone was going crazy over Dan who still hand fixed his messy hair and still half naked with an unbuttoned shirt. "Damn. We went from a thousand viewers and 500 subscribers to 4k Subscribers and Riding and a few thousand Viewers because and Val and Dan. 'is he single?' Uh Yes Chat but I think Valerie wants to fuck him—" Danny blurts out and Dante just stunned.

"If you gave me the opportunity I would." Valerie states and Chat went even crazier. "Damn. This went from Oh Welcome Back introduction to Oh my God people are Simping over you, your brother and Valerie. And Dash is also simping on you so that's something els— oh damn—" chat going crazier.

"Anyways— Let's all calm down- alright??" Tucker says and Valerie chuckled and walked out, Dante just sighs and sat beside Danny's Wheelchair as Dash, Danny and Tucker Went on about Technology and how they're in Gotham for an Hour or 2. Dante slept in his seat as they did so. "And that's all for today! Thank you for watching!" Tucker says "we'll see you again soon." Danny bows his head and smiles. "make Em go Viral if Possible since they're such Fanatics of Wayne Enterprises Technology and Tucker to Tim Drake." Dante laughed.

"If I got the opportunity to Date Tim Drake I'd take it and become a househusband." Tucker says with pure determination, "Then you'd be my brother In Law—" Danny blurts out which chat tries to question but Dante distracted them with unbuttoning his shirt more. It was effective.

"I'm not even surprised.." Dash mutters and waved good bye to the camera and they turned off the stream. They soon heard Dash's Grandma calling for them downstairs as Lunch was Ready. "Just in time! YAY! FOOD!" Tucker stood up excitedly and ran out the door. Dante let Dash push the wheelchair for now as he fixed his shirt and ties his hair back up. Dash was pleased as Danny kept chattering about more stuff in Technology and Dash listening to everything. "Smitten son of a—" Dante glared at Dash who was looking at Danny with "Those Eyes" that clockwork also used to look at Vlad. Dante shuddered slightly and scoffed.

[𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝙳𝚊𝚢]

"Good Morning Chat! It's a new Day! It's a new discovery— Tim Drake's official account subscribed to me and I couldn't be more happier." Tucker says as he leans on his Chair, "Good morning Chat." Dante says whilst Hair wet and Shirtless, "Damn those abs." Valerie blurts out. "Please stop simping for my brother Infront of me— anyways Morning Chat! Today we will talk about more nerd stuff! Specifically Aerospace Engineering because why not we're nerds, and there's two non nerds behind us—" SLAP. "VALERIE— DO NOT SLAP MY ASS—" Dante yells and Valerie laughing. "That's normal, I'm not even gonna Bother—" Dash falls asleep again resting his head On Danny's Shoulder. "that's not normal but I'm not gonna move nontheless" Danny smiles.

"Uhm chat says uhh...Check... Tiktok? Alright—" Tucker opens TikTok and let's it stream. "ARE THOSE THIRST TRAPS OF DANTE—" Tucker yelled in shock. "WHAT THE— WDYM??" Dante looked over at the screen and in total shock. "Goodness of the Ancients.." Dante mutters slowly falling back down to his seat and Danny laughing his ass off until he sees a Thirst Trap of himself in a "Before and After" Edit. "Pardon Me for Laughing—" Danny mutters regretfully. Tucker was stuttering and questioning chat on how they even made these within a day.

"This is so fun." Danny laughs at Tucker who was mentally overloading.

This was so fun.. Danny smiles softly.

[𝙻𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘𝚘𝚗]

Danny and Dante were with Valerie touring around the City Malls whilst Dash and Tucker was left to the Manor Streaming and Letting Grandma and Grandpa Join the streams. They hinted that the Three icons were out for the day Around Gotham. "This city is both amazing, terrifying and Largely fucked—" Valerie says as she's looking around. "Oh right? When are you guys gonna look for your Biological Family?" Valerie looks at them. "Probably never— I mean... He already has a lot of children—" Danny mutters, "And I heard the youngest is a bit Feral so I'd rather not deal with another Ellie." Dante scoffs as he picked out a book from the shelf in the Store. "Fair reasons but he has to atleast know you guys exist." Valerie tries to reason but Danny shook his head.

"I'd rather not have it like that... I want to stay in low profile and a normal life for longer, I prefer the silent warmth of the mansion." Danny says with a soft gaze and Dante nodding in agreement. "Vlad is still getting my Bike transfered here because it's my favorite and first Bike. Hopefully it doesn't come back Damaged." Dante sighs and drinks from Valerie's Straw. "Uhm that's stealing." Valerie complains as he practically is drinking from her cup. "Doesn't matter. Don't care." Dante chuckles. "Please stop flirting behind me for Ancient's Sake.." Danny groans sarcastically as he rolled his eyes and raised his legs to cross them to add more sass.

"Tucker says he'll vlog tommorow around Gotham, you wanna join?" Valerie asks Danny as she ruffled his hair, "Ofcourse I do! It's fun." Danny smiles and giggled. "You sweet summer child." Valerie kept ruffling his hair. "Jesus Christ, Ancient's Mercy, I am not a sweet summer Child—" Danny says annoyed and embarrassed. "Uh-huh. Right..." Dante says Sarcastically. "Ugh.." Danny groans and Gave up as Valerie kept Fondling and ruffling his poor hair.

Danny was thinking about what he said yesterday. Hopefully someone doesn't take it seriously... I mean Only Tim Drake-Wayne is subscribed to them yeah— hopefully he didn't notice that thing he did. Confessing indirectly was such a stupid move, he feels like an idiot for doing that as that could risk his wish for a normal unbothered life away from the public. Please don't let them find out. Please please please. Ancients have Mercy don't let the Phantom Luck Hit Now and Make the world find out He and Dante are Wayne's Biological sons. That'll be the worst.

Dante gave Danny a cup of Milk tea he just bought. "Ease Up Danny." Dante reassures Danny as he drinks the boba tea happily, The three just tours around the Mall with Danny still on the wheelchair but it's fine, atleast he can still float, not walk anymore though that's still upsetting him but it's fine, hell get used to it as he always does.

[𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚃𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙳𝚊𝚜𝚑]

"Why did Danny call my brother in-law when I talked about the marrying Tim Drake Wayne? Uhh... Out of Wedlock Child." Tucker mutters, "Danny sometimes looks like a victorian child in the edge of Deaths Blade." Dash speaks up to try and distract chat. "That's true! Yeah he does! It's normal tho! He's just really pale and ever since the accident with the electricity as you all know we've talked about it cuz that's how he got his Lichtenberg scar, his Heart is barely detectable by the Heart Monitors! Now he's even more slightly sickly more than before ever since an accident." Tucker says

"Yeah! And it left him unable to walk but we're here to help him at his needs ofcourse." Dash finger guns the camera as he spun his chair. "Oh Cujo— OH MY GOD— TUCKER—" Dash yells as he looks at the door. "OH FU— WAIT CHAT—" Tucker turns off the Camera. "CUJO! PUT THAT STICK DOWN! IT LITERALLY HAS FIRE ANTS! PUT IT BACK outside OR DANNY AND VAL WILL GET REALLY UPSET." tucker yells and Cujo whimpers and whined in compliance as he... Threw back the tree log outside again.

Tucker turned on the camera again and looks stressed. "Anyways Chat. Meet our Dog Cujo." Dash raises cujo to the camera and made his paw wave at the Camera. "he's kind of a demon spawn...." Tucker whispers to the Camera. "Aw come on! Look at his cute face! He's so cute..." Dash says as he made Cujo that's in large Pitbull Dog Form wave at the camera, Cujo licking Dash's Face, "you're such a cutie pie! Yes you are, you're such a good boy, who's a good boy? You are! You are" dash coos and Tucker sighed.

"Don't mind him chat he loves the dog as much as he loves Danny." Tucker says Loudly which Made Dash flush red, "TUCKER!! You don't JUST SAY THAT!!" Dash yells his face tomato red as Cujo kept licking his face and Tucker laughing at him as he buried his face on Cujo's chest Fur in Embarrasament. "WHAT IF DANNY SEES THIS!! IM NOT READY TO CONFESS!!" Dash groaned and Tucker laughed Louder.

"Look at that guy! He's so jock like he's Embarrassed about being gay for someone." Tucker Snorts and Dash tackled him from Behind, Both boys now Wrestling Like Brothers and Cujo Barking and Playing around them thinking they're playing and Tucker Laughing his Ass Off as Dash still looked like a red and ripe tomato.

Hopefully this type of happiness lasts forever... Even if not forever please let it be long. Tucker hopes that it lasts long so they can enjoy the last bits of childhood they can have.

Let them Have fun just for a longer while.

[catwalkvivi]

well hey, since hardly anyone's looking at this corner of the website anyway I might as well take the opportunity to vent (it's annoying to do it on twitter with the character cap)

Man, social media is hard.

I see so many people posting regular content consistently for years and years without even seemingly breaking a sweat, while it's always been so difficult for me... Calculating engagement, deciding the best times to post, or, hell, even just sharing what they think/feel/made/fucking ate that day just seems, like, so easy and second nature for pretty much everyone around me. It's genuinely incredible to me that somebody can share what they've learned about idk shitty impractical tanks made in WW1 on this website and make it such an interesting read that hundreds of people engage with it!

But I've tried keeping social media accounts for art and stuff so many times now, on here, on Instagram, on Artstation, on Xitter, and eventually it just- kinda- fades away, it just feels so exhausting to keep track of all the things necessary to Chase the Algorhythm™ if you wanna have any relevancy. Is it a charisma thing??? Where do I grind to get a stat boost on my Cha???

I'd love to say it doesn't matter to me, since I've been drawing shit for myself for years now, but unfortunately artists do need social media presence if they wanna get work. Not to mention, well, I wanna reach people with the stuff I do! I want people to react to what I made, to say what they liked about it, or how it made them feel, and then when I post something I worked on for hours only to get, like, almost zero visibility? idk, man, it just kinda hurts. It's probably selfish and immature for me to say it, I know that it takes time and effort to build an audience and all that, but damn I get happy when people show me that something I've made has affected them positively. I like the connection, I like the conversations, I like meeting people who enjoy the same nerdy trash that I do!

(I was very fortunate to have an art post of mine reach a lot of notes here years ago, which was amazing, but it's such a rare thing)

God, and, like, there's all these weird unspoken rules about interacting on social media too.

The other day a friend of mine came up to our friend group and was like "oh my god this girl liked my stories on instagram it means something does she like me" and I was SO confused and then they were like "well, when somebody not on your friends list likes your stories, it means they're interested in you"

Then some time later another friend was telling me that somebody stopped liking her posts and unfriended her and how that is a horrible offense and my fucking brain hurt, like- okay I get the unfriend part kinda but there could be a hundred reasons for it??? it's not like you have a deep personal connection to all 300 friends you have on your account???

Then I see so many people out there simply sharing something they think or did only to have some rando twist what they said and come at them like they're the shittiest person on the planet that deserves everything bad in life actually (except the ones that are willingly spouting/promoting hateful shit to begin with. Those can rot in hell and I shall not mourn their demise)

Like??? It might be the Power of Autism™ in me but it always feels like I'm one step away from either making a fool of myself or offending twenty different people or both. It's both the fear of having hundreds of thousands of eyes on me and the fear of having none at all. And that makes it really difficult to share anything on the internet for me. I already have to deal with my entire existence as a trans woman making some cunts around the world mad, it sucks that I have to risk it in places where I just wanna post dumb drawings and talk about dumb things that make me happy with others.

I dunno. Word vomit I guess. Social media is hard. Interacting with humans is hard. Sharing stuff is hard. I prefer Pokémon

[welcometololaland]

🤍

thanks harley! and for @cha-melodius @rmd-writes and @sarnagati who also asked for this one.

🤍 White: What's a fanfic scenario or idea you'd like someone else to write so that you can read it?

OH BOY. there's a lot. there's so many actually. i think the simple answer is that i love reading fic that has been written by someone who really cares about the subject matter. there's nothing cooler to me than reading a fic which the author has clearly LOVED writing - whether that's because they're really invested in the character or because they've incorporated a bit of their own life experience, or otherwise. i think, as writers, we pour more of ourselves into our work than perhaps we even realise, and when that shines through i find it so incredible.

for example, if someone is super passionate about science or something - give me sexy firstprince in a lab. give me tarlos as marine biologists. give me a love story based on formulas and experiments and math that i don't understand. i will gobble it up.

SPORTS AUs - when people are super passionate about particular sports. @everwitch-magiks writing a damn figure skater au. do i know a single thing about ice skating?? NO! did i love it?? absolutely! do you know how little i know about baseball? do you know how many baseball AUs I have read??? it's obscene!

when people write a love story set in SPACE. i barely know all the names of the planets! but i love reading a fic in which world building is clearly very important to the author! same as mysteries or sci fi or mythical creatures (am i unhealthily obsessed with vampires?? probably!! @strandnreyes i'm going to blame YOU).

ART!!! i'm not an art historian but the knave verse by @liminalmemories21 is brilliant because I can feel how passionate lim is about the subject matter and the world.

give me anything - tarlos as allied health professionals at the same hospital, firstprince as undercover journalists, hangster as bartenders who moonlight as rival gamers. the world is our oyster!

idk. i know this is not a very useful answer in terms of giving people actual ideas (i do have an ideas list you can always hmu if you would like to steal one hehe), but i just love reading stuff that's a bit left of field and also just full of passion. i love when people are like hey i inserted some things i know about life and made these beloved characters react to it.

YUM.

thank you for the ask! sorry for the spiral!

from this ask game

[willow-springpaw592]

My thoughts on the newest main story quests, some positive and some...slightly on the fence:

First of all, I like that Linda is shown to actually have a backbone and will snap back at people if they insult her. Maybe I'm remembering wrong, but for a while it seemed like she was just the token intelligent one of the group who never got into conflicts. So I really liked seeing her stand up for herself this time against the dark riders!

I like how the druids can send messages via runestones to each other in times of crisis. It's something I never would've thought of, and although the way the runestones just grow out of the ground could seem silly and nonsensical in a way for some, I personally really like it!

Also, the magnetising void! It was so cool! I wonder what past Soul Rider performed it with Concorde? I would say Elizabeth, but that just seems too obvious. I love that we got to see a more dangerous side to the magic of the Sun Circle, and I really hope that this is something they will continue with for the rest of the Circles. Maybe for the Moon Circle, Linda could be able to cast dangerous illusions to confuse the dark riders? Or send visions that can drive people mad? It's probably too 'evil' for the Soul Rider circles, but I think it would be cool to see the dark side of the Keepers' magical abilities.

Now, onto the bombing of Dark Core Headquarters. I find it really difficult to believe that DC was never actually drilling any oil. They couldn't have partnered with GED forever, could they've? How could they have made money otherwise? At some point in history they must have drilled for oil, and then stopped for some reason. Maybe to put all their money into the equipment to build the Hadal gate (which btw confirms that Garnoks prison is indeed super deep under the sea, and not in some untouched corner of Pandoria) Anyways, I really hope this is not SSEs attempt at portraying DC as somewhat redeemable with 'oh no they actually weren't polluting the island at all, they were doing nothing wrong!', nevermind the fact that they are working towards releasing Garnok, who has made it very clear by now in regards to his plans for the island.

Well whatever, moving on from that, Erissa! Finally! I was hoping she'd have some lines of dialogue, but I did love her cartwheel/flip coming out of the portal. It's nice to see that Mr Sands is back in action again after not being present in the story for damn, what 5, 6 years now?! I though he and the Dark Riders would've been a bit more annoyed about the oil rig's destruction, so I guess the Soul Riders have got their war crime charges dropped for now at least.

Now for the obligatory Darko mention. With every new release of the main story, I get increasingly more worried about what SSE is planning on doing with him now. He should've been in the ending of this quest, yet he wasn't, and there's been absolutely zero mentions of him ever since the saving Anne quests from other characters, even though he was probably a massive source of trauma for Anne if he was the one who guarded her prison cell, and she seemed to have a very deep hatred of him going off of her mentions of him at past seasonal events. I can't find my screenshot of her one at Midsummer but she said something along the lines of, "What do you think happened to Darko? He had better still be alive. I won't let him take away my chance for revenge." Yes I know, I remembered one line of dialogue at an event years ago, can you tell I'm obsessed yet? I want to say that they're planning something big with him and the Nightmare Institute, but I've got this horrible feeling that they'll either reveal he's dead( even though the soul riding missions are proof that he isn't) or they'll just totally write him out of the story from now on because they've got the new Dark Rider models now, so they can do more with them. I know most people hate him, but I think he has the potential to be a really interesting irredeemable mad scientist type character, so I really hope they haven't given up on him yet. I'm probably being really over dramatic right now XD, but he's been my no.1 character hyperfixation since 2018 so that's my excuse lol.

I really didn't think this would be so long but to summarise: Anne and Linda are badass, I want Avalon to deck someone across the face, and I want Darko to make his dramatic appearance again someday :''(

Well, goodnight! Please share your own opinions with me if you'd like, I'd love to know everyone else's thoughts!

[7grandmel]

Todays rip: 22/04/2024

Robbie's Rotten Mine

Season 8 Featured on: The Joke​-​Explainer 7000​™​'s Highest Quality Rips: Sunrise

Ripped by berg8793

Tentative rip name: Robbie's Rotten Mine

Hey, yesterday I covered the olden ways of doing We Are Number One rips - it only seems right to contrast it with how things are done nowadays!

Though, of course, Robbie's Rotten Mine is far form the first rip of this style that I've covered on here, but it likely won't even be the last. Chillin’ Like A Villain, Ska Cha Cha (Rotten Mix), and of course The expanse of meme in past was split, A fiendish trap has now been set; Behind a tree the villains sit, Terror of sport, the Robbie's Net., are all some of my favorite rips on the channel - and the reason is just because, even eight years later, I'm very attached to this silly ska song. There's a lot of memes that seem to have run their course for people, stuff like All Star mashups as I talked about in Semi-Charmed All Star, and while the rest of the internet certainly aren't out there celebrating We Are Number One anymore, the SiIvaGunner team is still making rips of the song at a remarkably consistent clip. And like, I stand by what I declared back on We Are Number 4 (Golden) - of all the long-running jokes on the channel, We Are Number One feels as if it is the most refined and polished one - it isn't just being used as a reocurring gag, but because rippers have become exceptionally good at using it for truly high quality rips.

Robbie's Rotten Mine, then, decides to combine my affection for We Are Number One with my unabashed love for Mario Kart Wii, which I've rambled on about with several posts already now like Neon Wi-Fi and Sweatpants Select. The result is a rip that just made me smile as soon as the rugpull occurred: Those unedited first four seconds builds suspense for just long enough, only for Robbie's sax playing to suddenly introduce the rip proper, not just revealing the joke, but reminding you of just how far We Are Number One-posting has come. Because yes, that is unmistakeably the same saxophone sound as in the original song - but its playing the opening to Wario's Gold Mine, the arrangement is absolutely seamlessly blending the two. It really just gets better from there going into the chorus, I love how the ripper leverages Wario's Gold Mine having a sort of ebb-and-flow between sounding silly and trepidatious by matching them with We Are Number One's chorus and verses respectively. The Wario's Gold Mine melody going all nervewracking and tense feels like it was MADE for something like Robbie Rotten talking about sneaking around and laying booby traps - in the words of one commenter, "I’m more surprised this didn’t happen until now".

I talk a lot on here about rips in the vein of, say, Poké Village: the ones that feel ever-so-personal, like love letters to parts of a ripper's life, the ones that bridge parts of the online world together that you'd never considered before listening. But there's just as much value to be found in the rips on the other end of the spectrum, ones like Among Drip Drop Galaxy - the ones where the joke fits so well, that it's a marvel it hadn't been done sooner. I declared Among Drip Drop Galaxy a damn-near perfect rip for that very reason, and I'm going to do the very same for Robbie's Rotten Mine - with maybe just one sole exception, there are few songs that I think would fit We Are Number One quite as perfectly as Wario's Gold Mine, and yet it took me eight years past the meme's upbringing for me to come to that conclusion. And to me, that speaks volumes to just how enduring of a tune We Are Number One is - there's surely yet more to be done with this track, and I'm all here for it.

[lilacs-and-earl-gray-tea]

Lukewarm, garbage-ass answer from Suzan DelBene, my Representative when I sent in letters asking her to support a ceasefire. I'm fucking pissed. Not necessarily surprised, but pissed as hell. How hard is is to say that genocide is wrong??!? Fucking cowardly behavior. Shame on you, Representative DelBene. Maybe shaming you on the internet publicly will get your head out of the sand.

Plain text below the cut. Recipient info redacted for my privacy.

Sorry for any weird formatting, I had to crop this together from 3 screenshots of my email, because I am a caveman who couldn't figure out how to get the damn thing downloaded right.

REP. SUZAN K. DELBENE

1st District, Washington

2330 Rayburn House Office Building Washington, DC 20515 (202) 225-6311

450 Central Way Suite 3100 Kirkland, WA 98033 (425) 485-0085

www.delbene.house.gov

WAYS AND MEANS COMMITTEE

Subcommittee on Tax

Subcommittee on Trade

Subcommittee on Oversight

December 15, 2023

[Redacted] Dear [Redacted],

Thank you for contacting my office regarding the conflict in Israel, Gaza, and the West Bank. I appreciate hearing from you.    

I have struggled with what to say in response to the ongoing violence that speaks to the pain and suffering of all those impacted by what is going on in Israel, Gaza, and the West Bank. I have heard from many members of our community who are mourning family members and loved ones they have lost to this war and to the broader generational conflict. At least 30 Americans have been killed since the initial attacks, including a graduate of the University of Washington. My heart breaks for the millions of innocent civilians who have been caught up in this horrific violence through no fault of their own. This violence has inflicted long-term consequences on innocent Israeli and Palestinian citizens, including the youngest generations.

First, I want to underscore my appreciation for writing to your elected representative on this difficult subject. While we ultimately may not agree on everything, I pledge to listen to and learn from the perspectives of all my constituents. As this conflict continues, I will take your views into account as best I can to serve Washington’s diverse communities in Congress. Second, I want to make unequivocally clear that the targeting and murder of civilians is wrong. Taking innocent families and children as hostages is wrong. Committing acts of hate against anyone, including our fellow Jewish, Muslim, and Palestinian neighbors is wrong. We must all speak with a decisive voice in condemning violence and hate and hold those who perpetrate these horrific acts accountable.  

It is undeniable that Hamas slaughtered thousands of innocent people and continues to hold over one hundred hostages, including Americans. I grieve with those families and with our Jewish community who are struggling in response to this brutality. Israel, like the United States and all other sovereign nations, has the right to defend itself against terrorism, ensure the safety of its people, and hold its attackers accountable. This means dismantling Hamas’ military capabilities and working to free hostages.  

At the same time, Israel has a responsibility to adhere to the rules of war and do everything in its power to protect civilians. President Biden continues to push Israel to take all possible precautions to avoid harm to civilians, including by successfully negotiating a temporary ceasefire agreement with Israel and Hamas in late November that led to the cessation of violence for over a week, the release of over one hundred hostages, and allowing access for increased humanitarian aid. President Biden and administration officials also continue to emphasize to their Israeli counterparts the importance of protecting civilian lives. Recently, Defense Secretary Lloyd Austin stated: “I have repeatedly made clear to Israel’s leaders that protecting Palestinian civilians in Gaza is both a moral responsibility and a strategic imperative.” It is all the more challenging as Hamas continues to embed itself within civilian infrastructure and put innocent people in harm’s way. 

Thousands of Palestinians have been killed or injured in Gaza, and many more are in desperate need of food, water, medicine, shelter safe from war, and other humanitarian assistance. Palestinian civilians living in the West Bank have also been the victims of attacks by Israeli settlers. I grieve with our Muslim, Arab, and Palestinian communities who have lost loved ones and who are struggling due to the violence.

In the face of these challenges, President Biden has taken decisive action to assist Israel in its defense against terrorism while prioritizing the safety of innocent people. In addition to President Biden’s efforts to protect civilians, the administration is continuing to work nonstop to secure the freedom of the remaining hostages, especially American hostages, and deter additional adversaries from joining this fight. President Biden has also committed more than $100 million in life-saving humanitarian aid to Gaza and the West Bank and has requested additional funding from Congress to support anti-terrorism activities and provide more humanitarian assistance to Palestinian and Israeli civilians. He also imposed sanctions against Hamas officials as well as settlers who have attacked Palestinian civilians living in the West Bank and demanded accountability from the Israeli government for these acts of violence.

The enormity of these challenges can be daunting. The history of this broader conflict is complex and there are significant differences that must be resolved to achieve a lasting peace that is agreed to by both sides. It is my sincere hope that, in time, Israelis and Palestinians can come together to construct a more durable peace. I strongly support a two-state solution and agree with President Biden that a “concentrated effort” by world leaders is needed to move towards that goal.

Sincerely,

Suzan DelBene

Member of Congress

[xerceii]

God’s Eye Part 5 & 6

Pairing: Chanyeol/OC

Genre: Fantasy, Action, romance

TW/Warnings: 18+ included some gore, a scene with vomit, violence, murder, smut in future chapters, multiple sexual conversations, religious talk relating to God and the devil

Plot: Ahn Jung is a 25 year old office worker who underwent eye transplant surgery, she never thought that the donor would be a demon.

Note:

Happy spooky season! Honestly this is a story I’ve been posting since earlier last year and it’s up to chapter 23 on Wattpad, for any new readers if you prefer to read on tumblr I’m trying to upload the chapters here quickly! :)

Masterpost is here

Part 5 - Great, Angels.

Chanyeol had a terrible night.

First, eight demons had come to attack Ahn in her sleep. He transported himself outside and scared them off.

Easy enough.

But then an Angel had to come.

He definitely hadn't expected that.

The second he had even tried to attack he was thrown back and slammed against the side of the building. The air knocked out of him in the process. This angel was small. Probably not as higher ranked as others. It was a tiny girl who looked around the age of twelve. She had normal brown curly hair and golden eyes. Chanyeol had underestimated her though.

She walked up to him, asking him what apartment was Ahn's and he had felt spiritual energy, so he assumed she was a demon. He flicked her little forehead and grinned. "Aren't you a little too young to be chasing eyeballs? Go find the light or something."

Her eyes then glowed and he knew he had fucked up. With one simple push she had him flying a good feet away. He got angry then. He got competitive. Chanyeol growled and went to attack and that's when he became very familiar with the construction of the building. He was surprised that Ahn hadn't woken up. Clearly that girl was stupid even while sleeping.

It worked in his favor either way.

He decided to distract the angel. Chanyeol grabbed her by her translucent wings and managed to get her as far as the next street over. The little girl stopped him by digging her feet into the gravel and reaching up to grab his neck. Like some damned human pro-wrestler she flipped him over and crushed him flat against the cement. The wind knocked out of him twice now. He gasped. "Aren't angels supposed to be about love and peace?"

She was incredibly strong. He needed to use his fire to get out. Chanyeol shot out flames towards her and they were blocked immediately by whatever force protected angels here on earth. So instead, he ran. Chanyeol transported himself ten feet away and she followed right after.

He shot two more flames and this time the angel staggered back.

"You're not being very nice." Her voice was young and innocent.

"I'm a demon." He shrugged, trying not to fall over. His ribs hurt and his clothes were covered in drywall and dust.

He was getting her further away from the apartment that was good at least. Now all he had to do was reach demon territory. Chanyeol transported twenty feet this time and she didn't hesitate to match it. He passed the busiest street trying not to crash into any humans who were still out enjoying the city night life.

They couldn't see them. Thank hell for that. Instead it felt like a gust of wind to them. A couple of hats were blown off and a lot of trash that lay on the streets. He finally reached the older building the humans kept around for no reason.

If he could reach the old liquor store....

A small hand gripped his shoulder.

Shit.

Chanyeol was shoved forward so violently his body was practically launched into the bar. His arms flailed as he crashed into old broken bottles and stools. The angel came after him but stopped, this was demon territory. She placed her small hands on the invisible wall and pounded on it.

He coughed and stood up. The angel lowered her eyes at him and backed away. "This isn't over. Ahn Jung is a special case now." With that her body became a ray of light that flew up towards the sky.

Now, Chanyeol took over an entire booth to himself. His legs draped over the table in the center. He was exhausted. His bones felt broken even with it being impossible to do so. This was getting annoying. If only he could rip the eyes off of Ahn instead.

Kiol and Kai walked over to him, pushing his legs off of the table. Chanyeol complained but they sat in the seats across from him. Both their faces were grave and mouths pressed into a thin line. "This is getting bad." Kiol muttered. "If heaven gets involved you're dead, and I'm not saying dead like right now or dead like going to hell I'm saying dead. Dead like you never existed, your entire soul gone."

"I know!" Chanyeol yelled at him. He ran a hand through his hair. All these years they hadn't cared and now they do?! Something had changed. He didn't know what though. What could have changed that would have heaven involved?

It's not like Ahn was special or different in any way....

Kai looked at Kiol and then at Chanyeol. "When we died, we said we would follow your lead in anything. We were together until the end."

"You two aren't my guards anymore. You haven't been for a very long time."

"Loyalty doesn't die with death." Kiol spoke sincerely.

Kai took off his silver ring and placed it on the table. Pinching the top end, he spun it until it became nothing but a circling blur. "We'll help you get your eyes back. It's time we get involved. All of us."

Chanyeol looked around the bar. All the higher ranked demons nodded and looked at him. They had all stood up to face him, to be there for him. Chanyeol smirked, who said demons couldn't team up?

"We all respect you here." Kiol reminded him. "We were all waiting for you. When you were cursed you promised us an era of darkness an era of vengeance."

The ring stopped spinning and clattered around the wood that was scratched and peeled of its burgundy paint from all sides. Chanyeol saw what Kai had been doing. His ring was a totem. Something he had used since before he died, if a human saw it, he could become close to them in no time. If they wore it, they became his slave. He didn't need to try the way Chanyeol did.

"Just give me a name." Kai spoke.

He had never felt so much demon energy in one place. His own hands seem to warm in response. Guess it had been a while since any of them were tested. Demons hated angels. If an angel got involved they became everyone's enemy. It became an opening for them to act out. Chanyeol racked his brain for a name. He wouldn't give him Ahn. That was his own problem to deal with but if he could make things easier for him then maybe....

"Sunja."

______________

Ahn stared at Requiem practicing their new dance cover. She sighed and tucked her legs to her knees. Baekhyun was at the center, like always. He danced well enough to deserve it though.

He even went as far as singing some of the lines to the song. Bastard. He sang better than the original artist too. Requiem had five members. Including Sunja who was at the back next to a guy named Trey, and another girl named Haeri. Aera was the second prettiest in the group and the one next to Baekhyun. They all danced in sync but it looked off... They were odd in numbers. The group who sang this song had six members. Ahn stood up ready to join but Baekhyun pointed at her while dancing. "No you don't! Not until those eyes of yours heal fully."

"You've been saying that for the past two years!" She whined.

Sunja pouted for her and Baekhyun stubbornly shook his head. "I won't be responsible for your eyes!"

"Then I'll take responsibility!" Ahn pushed.

"No!" Baekhyun smiled at her knowing it would piss her off. It did. Ahn ran up to him getting ready to kick him in the ass but he ran away breaking the formation of the dance. Haeri groaned and went to get a drink of water. Sunja cheered her on.

Trey went to join Haeri, while Aera watched them.

"Ya! Ya! Ya! Careful you can't bruise someone as cute as me, you know it's a crime in this country!" Baekhyun cried, backing away from her while she took a second to fix her glasses.

"Shut up, let me kick you!" Ahn swung her leg but only made contact with the side of his leg. Either way Baekhyun cried and fell pretending like it actually hurt. "You see what she does to your leader? This is abuse!" He cried.

"If she's doing that much work to beat you up, might as well let her dance." Aera muttered.

Ahn turned to look at her surprised. Requiem were all close. But if she had to rank them, Aera was probably third in her list. Aera was always nice when she said something. Plus she was pretty? It was almost unfair. Her limbs were long and her body was great. Her black hair was always healthy too... flowing down and almost reaching her hips. "Aera I swear you're always such an Angel." Ahn went towards her and hugged her. She was also older too, by a couple years being the same age as Baekhyun.

She stumbled but hugged her back laughing lightly.

"I am too!" Baekhyun stood and went to hug them but Ahn stopped him, pressing her hand on his forehead. Trey laughed at them while Haeri sighed looking a bit annoyed at everything.

"Who's hungry?" Sunja asked, holding her phone to her ear. "I'm ordering pizza."

Everyone cheered at that. Ahn sighed "Yes I'm so starving from doing nothing at all."

"I'm trying to look out for you, why can't you understand that! You need to be careful post surgery." Baekhyun then leaned in to hear what the pizza place was telling Sunja.

Ahn frowned. Careful. That sounded a lot like Chanyeol. Who had completely lied to her and disappeared at night. She had woken up scared and alone. He probably hadn't even lasted five minutes. Why would he even bother? If she was safe in her house he shouldn't have to stay. Ahn let go of Aera and walked over to get a drink of water from Sunja's water bottle.

Still, for claiming to be nice that hadn't been very nice.

"Where's your boyfriend today?" Baekhyun called out to her.

"You have a boyfriend?" Haeri asked, looking shocked.

"He's hot too!" Sunja added in and then apologized to the person taking her order on the phone.

Ahn felt her jaw drop. "He's not my boyfriend!"

"He's already ready for fourth base." Baekhyun winked.

Everyone was now looking at her. Ahn wanted to kill him all over again, he can never keep his mouth shut. She needed to think of something, he wasn't her boyfriend but he was going to spend a lot of time around her... probably. It didn't seem like he wanted to. Considering how he left last night. She sighed and shook her head "It's complicated." There, a truth that could be interpreted as something else.

"Well I'd like to see this hot boyfriend of yours." Haeri looked at Trey and he nodded back agreeing with her.

"Call him!" Baekhyun, it seems, decided not to be one bit helpful today. "He was really weird. It was kind of funny."

As if on cue, the doorknob to the practice room they rented started turning. Whoever was at the other end must be struggling because it turned left, then right and then left again. Ahn's heart dropped. Chanyeol. No. He was going to embarrass her! Ahn started walking towards the door, ready to push Chanyeol out if he entered but when it opened she was met with a completely different person.

She blinked.

He blinked back.

"Is that him?" Aera asked curiously.

He had green dyed hair. It was combed back and some strands showed colors of light brown. Despite it being summer, he wore a large black sweater with black and white cross stitched pants that had chains on them. Multiple rings on his fingers, also boots. He was wearing boots. How was he not sweating? That wasn't the most surprising part....

He was pretty. Chanyeol and Baekhyun level of pretty. His brown eyes were dark and filled with a warmth that reminded her of her old eyes.

"He looks like an idol!" Haeri behind her covered her mouth with her hands. "Is that really her boyfriend?"

"Hi-" He smiled awkwardly and waved at her like someone would if she were far away instead of in front of him. "I'm... Kai."

"Kai?" She asked.

"Uh...Yes-" He continued smiling and looked inside the room. His eyes landed on Sunja who was staring at him with eyes so wide, Ahn was afraid they'd fall out. "Oh hi!"

"Hi?!" Her voice came out in a squeak. She cleared her throat loudly. Baekhyun went to stand in front of Ahn and laughed. "Ya, what is it with all of these good looking men showing up? It's making me look bad. Who is this now Ahn?"

"I don't know?" She defended herself.

Kai placed a gentle hand on her shoulder as if to thank her and walked inside. He took the center of the room and started doing stretches. He lowered his body, stretching out his right leg first and cracking his neck. Aera was the first to speak up, she kneeled in front of him and frowned. "I'm sorry but we rented this room for the day. You might be in the wrong one."

"No, I'm in the right one." Kai stood and Aera stood with him. "I'm here to join. I want to be a part of your team."

"No!" Ahn ran up to him. "Sorry, we're all full you can't join, we haven't even held auditions in two years." Shit! If he joined, that meant Baekhyun would have even more reason not to let her practice with them. They would be an even number. Plus they would have three overly gorgeous people in the group. It'd help promote them a lot. Baekhyun seemed to be thinking the same thing, he was now grinning at her as if saying 'got you.'

Ahn narrowed her eyes at him but he was already walking up to Kai and wrapping an arm around his shoulder. "Welcome to the team!"

"You haven't even seen him dance!" Ahn snapped at him.

"Pretty people don't need to be talented. I'm just the exception."

"I can dance." Kai nodded confidently. "I used to dance traditional dances."

"As cool as that is, we dance more modern choreography." Ahn frowned at him.

Baekhyun took out the remote from his pocket and played the first song. "If you can follow and learn this, you're in, how about that?" He asked him.

Kai smiled and nodded. "Sounds good!"

Baekhyun clapped his hands together and lost his playful smile. When he danced specific songs like these he was an entirely different person. He was actually cool and even sexy. He knew how to move and she always wanted to dance beside him, but she couldn't. Ahn went to sit by Haeri, annoyed at the entire situation. Kai stood beside him and copied some of the movements quickly. After the first chorus he already had down the main movements to the song.

"They look like members of an idol group now, don't they?" Trey asked, looking at them and analyzing their foot movements.

Haeri nodded, completely entranced. Sunja was also staring at them, in fact she might actually be close to drooling. Ahn tried meeting her gaze to tell her to calm down but no luck, her eyes were glued to Kai. The song was coming to an end and they were both now dancing in sync. As if they had practiced the song a million times already. For a second, Ahn wondered if they were holding Baekhyun back. He could easily be famous if he wanted to be. She wondered why he hasn't actually tried alone.

The song finally ended and a new one started but Baekhyun was now smiling from ear to ear as he shook Kai's hand. Ahn frowned even more. Of course he'd make it in after that, even she couldn't deny his talent.

"Welcome to the team!" Baekhyun announced loudly.

"Welcome!" Sunja shrieked with joy, walking over to them and introducing herself immediately. Kai smiled gently at her and bowed politely. Haeri and Trey stood to welcome him and Aera joined. They were all surrounding him now, Kai seemed like a nice guy at least. His eyes were glowing and his face brightened with each person that said hi to him as if he enjoyed making friends.

That made two of them. Baekhyun caught her smiling and walked over to her offering his hand. She took it and he pulled her up, Ahn went towards everyone while Baekhyun stood behind and watched.

"Sorry for being rude before..." Ahn muttered awkwardly. "You're talented. Welcome to the team."

"Thank you! I hope we can be friends soon." Kai bowed to her.

After that Sunja announced the pizza was here. Yet they had wasted all their rehearsal time. Everyone was forced to pack up and go eat downstairs in the building's lobby. Ahn grabbed her unused things and followed everyone out. She and Baekhyun had been the last ones in the room, she waited for him as he turned off the lights and locked the door.

Baekhyun turned to look back at her and sighed, "You know there are groups with seven members? We're not replacing you, don't worry." He patted her head. "Just focus on healing and come back to us when you can give it your all."

Ahn grumbled a couple curse words at him and he pretended to be offended as he scoffed and ran away from her. She laughed but didn't follow. Instead she walked towards the window. It was a habit she decided to make this morning after realizing Chanyeol was gone. Check if there were any demons following her. It didn't seem like there were any waiting below today. The streets looked normal and the sky looked sunny.

Ahn turned back and saw Chanyeol who had bruises all over him.

Part 6: Not all those who are dead, are evil

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They were in the forest again.

The large branches of the trees covered any sunlight that was left for the day. Her stomach grumbled but she ignored it. Ahn looked back at Chanyeol who had carried her here again. Since he didn't know how to land he had decided to drop her in a particularly soft area before they crashed, now her dance clothes were muddy but at least she hadn't gotten hurt.

Wiping the lense of her glasses with her shirt, Ahn waited until Chanyeol said something. He was unusually quiet today. When he didn't, she decided to speak- "Where'd you go last night?"

"Why? Did you miss me?" He smiled but it didn't reach his eyes.

"You're hurt."

Chanyeol sighed. "There were some complications last night... let's just say it's getting harder to protect you." He raised a hand. "I'm not saying this so you feel pressured to do the contract with me."

Ahn put her glasses back. Her vision was done for the day again. If it got any darker she wouldn't be able to see.

"You gained some... abilities with my eyes-" Chanyeol started. "I brought you here today to practice them."

She didn't like the sound of that. It was just more trouble for her. She didn't want to be defenseless though. Ahn wanted to be able to protect herself or if it came down to it someone else. Ahn remembered how useless she felt when she wanted to protect Gabriel. How impossible it sounded. How her fingers fumbled through the chains on the door and lost hope every second. Never again.

She also hated how she had woken up afraid because Chanyeol hadn't been there. Despite yelling at him and being angry, she had been disappointed he wasn't there.

"What do I do?" She asked.

Chanyeol looked pleasantly surprised at her answer. He walked over to her and put his hands on her shoulders, turning her around. She was now facing a large conifer tree. Its green needles poked from every end, covering the trunk entirely.

"I want you to be able to see the spirits surrounding it."

"No." She backed into him. "Not that. I don't want to do that."

He sighed, sounding impatient. "If you don't do this you won't be able to see all the threats around you. Now hurry. Relax your eyes, it's not about the state of your vision but your spiritual energy. You have demon energy now. So relax and don't focus on anything in particular, just stare and see around the tree."

Ahn bit her lip but listened to his instructions. She relaxed her already blurry vision and focused on not focusing. After ten seconds or so, she started seeing images. They were bright and moved like feathers in the wind. Swaying softly. They slowly got bigger until she noticed those had been the heads of the figures. The bodies formed, and soon they were shadows of light and earth.

The spirits were made of passing leaves and sticks but their bodies were so delicate, they were see through. They weren't looking at her or Chanyeol. Instead, they seemed to be circling around the tree. One looked like it was even dancing. When the wind blew this time, she heard their laughter.

Children laughing happily.

"Why is it almost beautiful?" Ahn whispered.

"Because not all who are dead are evil." Chanyeol explained. "These spirits are new. Fresh, probably two days old. Kids from the hospital nearby I'd guess. Sometimes it takes a while for spirits to see the light, if they're pure enough they'll see a heaven before heaven like right now. They seem to be playing tag with each other. I'm surprised you see them, they're the hardest to detect."

Ahn watched them run around and around the tree. As beautiful as it was, it was also sad. She wanted to hug them. Tell them it was okay to go. Chanyeol walked away from her and towards the playing spirits. This time she heard screaming. They were afraid of him. The children ran away from the tree and passed her, blowing her hair back in the process. The light darkened around wherever Chanyeol stepped. It was now empty around the tree except for him and his energy. Red. His energy was red, she could see that much. "Sometimes it's better to wake them up before it's too late." He muttered.

Ahn turned back, she couldn't see the kids anymore but now she could see a thousand other shadows walking around. Minding their business. As if an entire city was here. Yet none came near Chanyeol or her. He was a demon.... It was suddenly much more clear to her. Ahn didn't react because she didn't know the level of threat a demon caused, but now it made sense.

Even ghosts were afraid of him. If that was the case... she looked at him now.

He was so beautiful, but maybe that was the point.

Was he beautiful so he could be evil?

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When they reached her apartment, Ahn decided not to try and see more shadows. She could handle it in the forest but probably not in her own home.

She opened the door and let them both in. Chanyeol tucked his hands in his pockets and quietly inspected her place for any intruders. She was too occupied by her own thoughts. If he's evil, why was he searching for someone who might hurt her? If he's evil why hasn't he hurt her? Sure, she had his eyes but could it be that Chanyeol wasn't evil? But aren't demons evil?

Ahn sat on her bed, annoyed at the headache that was coming with all the thinking. Instead she checked her phone. All her friends had texted her and the requiem group chat seemed to be lively. They had already added Kai in it. He texted very cutely. A lot of laughing and even sending some selfies which everyone replied to with comments of how good looking and cute he is.

"He's fitting in well." Ahn muttered.

"Who?" Chanyeol asked, coming back from inspecting her bathroom. He sat down on her floor and stared up at her.

From this angle she couldn't possibly imagine him being evil.

"Just some guy who joined our dance team today. He's really handsome. Probably more handsome than you."

Chanyeol snorted. "That's impossible."

"I wouldn't be so sure-" She clicked on Kai's picture and showed it to him. Chanyeol grabbed her phone and stood up. "That idiot!" He muttered.

"What?"

"Ya! How is he better looking than me!?" He demanded continuing to stare at the selfie.

"He looks kind and sweet. That's always a green flag for women."

"I can do that!"

It was Ahn's turn to snort. "You can barely keep your temper in. He made friends with Sunja and Baekhyun immediately while you just tried fighting them and getting them mad."

"Fine I'll be friends with your friends! I want to be friends with anyone who's close to you and treats you well." Chanyeol gave her phone back.

"Stop saying things like that! It's embarrassing...the way you say things!" Ahn covered her face knowing it was red again. Does he even realize how flirty he sounded!?

How boyfriend-ish?

"Does it make me nice?" He asked suddenly.

Ahn bursted out laughing. She shook her head and went to sit in the bed. "It does, but it gives the wrong impression. It makes you sound like my boyfriend."

"That would be horrible."

Ahn frowned and took her hands off her face. "It would, wouldn't it? I don't know much about you but I feel bad for any girl who's ever been with you."

Chanyeol crossed his arms and looked at her, tilting his head to the side. "Then why is your face heating?"

He sighed and walked to her bathroom. When he came back he handed her the eye drops. "They're getting better. Let's not ruin it."

Ahn took the bottle, still embarrassed at what he said. There was no way she could have a conversation like this with someone evil...

Right?

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Kai and Chanyeol stared at the small phone in complete confusion. Or maybe complete horror. It took a lot to scare a demon, it might be near impossible, but yet here they were.

"Ya! Who told you to sleep with a human?" Chanyeol slapped Kai's arm, making sure it would hurt him.

Kai winced and shook his head wildly. "No, I promise I didn't! I didn't do any of this?"

Chanyeol was going to punch him next but Kiol showed up, handing them both drinks. "What's going on now?"

"Ask him!" Chanyeol shouted, annoyed.

"I swear I didn't do anything!"

Kiol took the phone and started reading, he then laughed and gave them back the phone. "It's a fanfic. It's all fictional."

"What does that mean?" Chanyeol demanded.

"It means someone liked him enough to write a fictional book about him. Actually it's very normal these days." Kiol chuckled. "Seems like both of you are behind on modern day things."

Chanyeol skimmed through the story. In this story they wrote Kai was some superpowered human with the ability to teleport. Also the ability to grow his dick into an abnormal size. Chanyeol sighed in relief, humans are scary. They're so intuitive without realizing it. Kai was leaning in, reading with him. "I sound kind of cool, don't I?"

"Who wrote this?"

"I don't know. Baekhyun sent it to me and told me to have fun."

"You're getting awfully close to them aren't you?"

"Wasn't that my job? I even made sure they all saw my ring that day."

Chanyeol glared, not happy with the situation again. Yes that was his job but if he had such a thing written about him did that mean Chanyeol was behind? He had been a lot nicer these days but if Ahn wasn't writing a fanfic about him does that mean he failed again?

She was never going to do the contract with him at this rate.

He grabbed Kai's shoulder and his friend looked at him with a wary look. "Help me join their group."

"How!?"

"I don't know plan a meeting with all of us!"

[edwardenygmayin]

February Discordance Challenge, Day 2: Receiving a gift.

Before we start this one, let me clarify one thing:all events are happening in ONE universe. Basically, it's still Lila's POV, except it's a time-skip and she grown more mature. And now, enjoy reading!

7:00 Still...

7:05 Still...

7:10 Alarm, it's been five years already, and you still couldn't make yourself lie. What a useless item you're... This time I'm for sure didn't forget anything this morning, which is kind of sad, because: Still nobody to be ruined.

8:30 Same boring breakfast in the same apartment, in the same city of Paris. Bor- Was it an explosion outside my building? Oh, somebody is going to pay for my ruined breakfast. Still nobody to be ruined, currently in searches.

9:00 Survive, survive, survive, I want to live, survive... Still nobody to be ruined, currently surviving.

9:10 Apparently, Monarch is back. I missed that villain in some way, but growing up proved me that I was wrong in some things, which helped me realise that I was kind of evil? Turned on the news - Gabriel Agreste was checked on immediately as soon as attack started - he still was in his cell. Which raised a question: who the hell is a new villain?! Still nobody to be ruined, maybe try with a new villain?

10:00 A box, thrown on my couch through a window by panickingly looking Chat Noir, smashing it in the process. Hey, I will need to pay for the repair, you damn cat! Still, if that box was so important to give it to me by one of the heroes who used to hate me, than it might be very important. The note on it said that it was a gift to use with a clear mind. What it could possible be? opening ... Chat Noir, you're a lucky bastard, you just avoided my list. Still nobody to be ruined, definitely need to consider the new villain.

13:00 Who the hell that Mariposa girl is? How did she learn how to fight properly and how the hell she is winning a physical fight against three of us? And where the hell Cha- oh, we've got a fourth member on heroes' side and... wait, it's not Chat Noir. My distraction costed me greatly as Mariposa punched me off the tower, straight on top of Akuma's head. Well, maybe I need to take care of it first and only then go after Mariposa? Still hadn't ruined Mariposa.

18:00 Sitting in my apartment, watching the news rolling on TV. Mariposa created a lot of panic in Paris, which was unsurprising. Four years of silence and then we have a new villain. What was worse is that there was another difference from what happened earlier: Mariposa took hostage Adrien Agreste, revealing him as a previous Chat Noir. Which made sense now why there was a different Chat Noir. He looked kind of similar to him, but it wasn't Chat. Well, he is one of my partners now, and he proved to be worthy. Tomorrow I expect an attack on different side of the city. And Mariposa - you just made an enemy to yourself in me. And I won't stop until I completely destroy you. Still hadn't ruined Mariposa.

[ultimatecutenesspeaks]

Shini oh believe me you didn see nothing yet bitch bunny yeah like I said out big brothers wants to have a word with you right taro herc :3 as soon herc out his club down as taro just goes running and soon taro cha ! As taro gives Adam a very strong punch with all his strength bunny damn Zuki you didn’t say taro have a monstrous strength too that amazing go big bro taro 🤩 :D

*Mizuki chuckles as she watches Taro punch Adam all the way to the nearest building.*

Mizuki: Eeeyup, it runs in the fam. I may have trained for longer, but he trained first. Get his ass, Taro!

*Taro isn't finished yet however, and he soon rushes after Adam to continue the punishment as Shini and Hercules follow behind. Just then, Lute attacks Mizuki, tackling her to the ground and using her angelic spear to snap her necklace off her neck and fling it away as she holds the tip at her throat with a wide, psychopathic grin.*

Lute: I've had it up to here with you and your bloodline!! But I'm finally going to put out the flames once and for all!

[tintysun]

Sweet Home [Season 1] └ Moments

GENERAL / EPISODES 1-3 • Every freakin time the "Intense choral music" comes on. Jeeeeez! I feel that all the way down in my soul. • How that building is basically falling apart in dirt and decay but, boyyy, does it have a crazy colorful illumination throughout all the halls and rooms. • The times the Warriors theme comes on, too. Shakes me up. And OMFG. I just listened to the full thing in an FMV and ahhhh!! Is this what sports fans experience when they watch their teams go? 'Cause this is what makes me goooooooooo...

EPISODE 4 • That voting scene was something. And I don't even have to say out loud who the most despicable person is. :[

EPISODE 5 • Really loved that "quit being dramatic, you're staying with us" moment by the door. xD • And interesting that there was a blog person warning before it became official. :O

EPISODE 6 • There's a more wholesome AU where Lee Eun-yoo is more obvious about why she's such a "crazy psycho bitch" and instead Yoon Ji-soo and her are total buddies and back each other up. :P • Love it when people in environments come up with systems, under dire circumstances, to make it through. That new girl checking everyone's temperature brought back memories! :X • Aaand there's Cha Hyun-soo trapped in slimey green goo. :T

EPISODE 7 • Jeez. I really did forget about all of this. So, let me see if I got this right. He got bullied because he tried to be kind and someone got offended? Or...? • I'm glad my life is currently "boring" and all I have to worry about is not being bothered to the point where my productivity suffers.

EPISODE 8 • Seo Yi-kyeong to the rescue once more! I love her. And with the Warriors theme, too. That "Here we are" line hits me so... • That custom of making a baby choose between a few items to predict their life path is so interesting. Fascinating that there's a thread to symbolize long life. • I'm still perplexed that I forgot so much about this story. It almost feels as though I had a memory wipe before being born into a new life. If you know what I mean...

EPISODE 9 • IDK what to say for this one. There were deaths.

EPISODE 10 • Hmm... I don't really get this new guy. Makes a few valid points and looks like he's bound by a respectable code underneath but then does painfully needless things. Thought I could root for him as some sort of twisted anti-hero or at least a lovable villain. But I guess I'll just be tolerating him in season 2, huh? • Maybe this is my Venus in Scorpio speaking, but Cha Hyun-soo consumed by darkness was HOT. 🥵 Buuut, yeah, sad if that's not a state he'd wanna be in and is distressed by. Better keep being his lighter self yet also integrate all of his power in a way that he's still in command. Looking forward to seeing more of his development throughout the story! • That should NOT be the end of Lee Eun-hyuk! But I applaud that type of characters in disease stories, who take the initiative to pull themselves away when they know (or suspect) they're sick and could pose a danger to others. Rather than push themselves into the group for their own sake and others be damned. That said, I hope he makes it and rejoins! (And that anyone that can get help reaches out for it.)

[lolliputian]

Now that I've beaten the Karlach origin playthrough, time to start my redemption durge/tactician run and a second, less stressful run. These two runs are based on the characters I play in my player D&D campaigns:

The Tav druid is Mira, my half-elf Circle of Stars druid (thank you, mods) that I plan to romance with Halsin. Her build is low CHA, I'm going to limit save scums, and I'm so excited to see the chaos she gets herself into as a result.

The durge paladin is Jael, a Seldarine drow. In her campaign, she's a grave cleric for Kelemvor, but I wanted to return to paladin for Tactician. Oath of Vengeance it is! I plan to find and do as much as I can on this playthrough. I'm also going to FINALLY romance Karlach on her, damn it.

For the hell of it, here are my other Tavs/my evil durge from previous playthroughs, in addition to the Karlach origin I played romancing Astarion:

From left: My first Tav, Zariel tiefling Oath of Ancients paladin Lelith, romanced Wyll. Second Tav in an intended all male characters run, Raya, the half-orc berserker. Long story short is that she ended up with Minthara and Jaheira in the party and was supposed to romance Gale (Gale was Not Impressed) before I quit her run. Third Tav is Daryl, human Gloomstalker ranger on an intended all female characters run (which turned into all the ladies plus Halsin), romanced Shadowheart (and, yes, I constantly confused the two). She's based off a party favorite NPC from the campaign I run. Play Gloomstalker, it is OP and fun.

My first go at dark urge was intended as a chaotic evil run. Bonus points to anyone who gets the inspiration for them and their guardian. They were a Way of the Open Hand monk, which is also OP. Somehow they managed to romance Lae'zel...? Shadowheart and Lae'zel were the only two companions left standing and I have no idea how.

Bonus: I made Jael's guardian her dead husband, Kethen. Which, given the spoilers about dark urge, makes it even darker. MWUAHAHA.