#PT LIB

[holopiscom]

PT LIB Bilang Gini Terkait PSM Makassar Mainkan 12 Orang Hadapi Barito Putera

JAKARTA – PT Liga Indonesia Baru atau PT LIB merespon mencuatnya soal PSM Makassar yang tampil dengan 12 pemain ketika menghadapi PS Barito Putera di lanjutan Liga 1 pekan ke-16. PT LIB menyampaikan bahwa pihaknya bakal mengumpulkan fakta dan informasi perihal itu. Kemudian, disebutkan bahwa nantinya keputusan yang diambil akan berdasarkan peraturan dan regulasi. “Kami menghargai proses yang…

[tonyglowheart]

after like a week of running between Michaels and JoAnn to compare yarn types and colors (why are the colors I am trying to match so hard to acquire, hm ? ), I have finally gathered the materials to make a Leetol Guy

[virtue-boy]

ahhhh I gotta say it I Saw the TV Glow was really mid sorryyyyyyyy

[undercover-bun-etc]

Love when my attempt at making a one-off character for a "campaign" with my brothers ends with a new blorbo (/genuine)

[elucienweekofficial]

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Thank you so much to everyone who participated in Elucien Week 2024! We are so grateful to everyone who took the time to share their creativity and engage with the week!

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📝Fics, drabbles, and poems:

Healing by @shadowqueenjude

Take Me To Church (Sneak Peek) by @allwaswellllll

Splendor Solis by @fimproda

Dancing Barefoot by @zenkindoflove

ACOWAR (Elucien's Version) by @crazy-ache

It's Just a Burning Memory by @the-darkestminds

Beauty Marks by @fieldofdaisiies

Better Days by @shallyne

Dressing Room Dilemma by @yaralulu

New Phone, Who 'Dis? by @writtenonreceipts

Mine For A Moment by @starfall-spirit

The Wedding Date by @clockwork-ashes

Long Live by @separatist-apologist

Auburn Embrace by @sonics-atelier

A Heart of Gold by @jules-writes-stories

Got Lovestruck, Went Straight to My Head by @withclawandvine

Healing by @shadowsingers-mate

Guard Dog of Your Fevered Dreams by @asnowfern

The Ways We Mend by @animezinglife

Can I Be Close to You by @temperedink

Too Sweet by @shadowisles-writes

Something About April by @starsreminisce

What Do You Know About Love by @the-lonelybarricade

Open Water by @itsybitsybluesy

Trancing Through A Day Dream by @thelovelymadone

Morning Edition by @cauldronblssd

the trouble with wanting by @wilde-knight

🎨Art:

Elucien in the rain commissioned by @freyjas-musings and @amandapearls from artist Ekilateral.art

A Warrior of the Mind commissioned by @starfall-spirit from artist brunagarretart

Statues in Love by @climbthemountain2020

Elain and Lucien promenading commissioned by @lulufoxlainfawn from artist @/shinkxart

Elucien kissing commissioned by @separatist-apologist and @the-lonelybarricade from artist @lib-arts

Elucien Bridgerton AU commissioned by @gwynrieldefenseatty from artist Shinkxart

Better Days by @shallyne

Red Lucien and La Dame Blanche by @olenvasynyt

Tension and Healing pt 2 commissioned by @the-lonelybarricade and @separatist-apologist from artist @brielyasmin

Elucien Embrace commissioned by @moonpatroclus and @cauldronblssd from artist @/viliuad00’s

Relaxation and Pampering commissioned by @foxylady13 and @kbirdie03 from artist @/b_astora

You Are So Gorgeous, It Makes Me So Mad by @sad-scarred-sassy

Vampire Elucien by @works-of-heart

Road Trip by @westrangecollectionkoalaposts

Genderbent Elucien by @nesta-apologist

Some Place Under The Sun, We Feel Our Hearts For The First Time commissioned by @acourtdelaluna from artist @/gessueter

Elain Writes Lucien a Letter commissioned by @lulufoxlainfawn from artist @dimalry

Emperor Lucien and Empress Elain by @belabellissima

🎶Misc:

Elucien in Faerûn by @little-fierling

The Mother and the Cauldron - creating Elucien by @dreamsandstars24

Elucien pirates AU moodboard by @shadowqueenjude

Elucien Ghibli Moodboard by @lainalit

day seven: au ( v i c t o r i a n ) by @spore-loser

ELAIN AND ELUCIEN: TENSION AND HEALING by @octobers-veryown

Elucien x Howl's Moving Castle Moodboard by @sunshinebingo

Modern Moodboard by @iheartfjords

Fox and Fawn Playlist by @bookishwithathought

Tension & Healing Moodboard by @inbiography

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Thank you as well to everyone who coloured today's Coloring Page!

AU coloring page by @sadiegirl2021

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If we missed one of your contributions, kindly reach out to one of our event runners!

Header art by @laxibbeb

[sleepy-chaos-child]

On account of some people liking the Tinky part of my silly LiBs post, here's

Pt. 1 of Webby's guide to stopping your siblings from causing an apocalypse or something similarly inconvenient: Tinky with Fidget Spinner.

[daryldixonfanfiction]

a (Daryl Dixon) short story - pt.2

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Paring: Daryl Dixon × fem!reader

Summary: on the run from a swarm of walkers they take shelter in un aboundant car.

Warnings: scary situetion, fluff, angst

*rewrritten

WC: 2.4k

Sharp branches scratched against their skin as they exited the forest. They now stood upon a road, littered with an abandoned car and a corpse that had fallen from the driver seat, dried leaves and branches covered the asphalt, making it look forgotten.

Daryl's firm grip loosened as he released her wrist, leaving a loss of warmth there. He moved swiftly around the car, scanning the tree line for the imposing herd closing in on them.

Then suddenly, a twig snapped in the distance, accompanied with distinctive sounds of the walking dead. She tried to revive the car, rotating the key, but it was to no vail. They flinched when suddenly the bushes behind them began to russell, their eyes met in knowing.

They could not escape such a big hurd and they could certainly not outrun them. So with no choice then taking shelter in the trunk of the car, Daryl beacons her towards him, “Comone,” he urges out of breath, swinging the trunk door open for her to enter. Daryl shut the trunk with haste and mutely motioned for her to stay silent, then secured it with his red bandana so it would stay closed.

The tight space forced their bodies to be close, so close their legs were touching, sitting opposite of one another. She could see the focus there, to make sure the dead wouldn’t break in with his crossbow aimed at the entrance where moonlight shines inside.

It had just gone by a few seconds sins they stumbled upon the road and then got into the back of the car, and just as they had settled in the small space the herd began crossing the road. Fear bloomed in her chest, but then a low, almost a warning realization hit her. Knowing she had been naive to blindly follow this stranger inside a car that she was now trapped in. She knew nothing about him but she could tell he was capable of things she wasn't - and things she didn't dare name. But at the same time she had been left with no other choice. Because if it wasn't for him, she would be dead.

The dead growls loudly, thumping against the car as they cross the road, making it shake and creek with every impact. Their terrifying sounds grow as more pass through and maybe the herd was in the hundreds or even more? She didn't know, but the thought was frightening. Thunder boomed, bright flashes of light flicker on the man's face through the small crack and she thought she saw blue.

His eyes were blue.

Hours went by as wave after wave of the dead passed. Lightning struck so close she feared it would hit the car or make her deaf when her ears ringed. But then eventually the storm calmed and so did the hurd.

Feet shuffled against the asphalt, and now and then one would stumble into the car making it creek at the impact. Morning light slips through, brightening up the space. They were silent, not making a sound, keeping them hidden from the dead roaming outside. The last stranglers of the herd dragged their decaying libs along the road to wherever their next meal would be. And it began to feel like the horror from the night never had happened, as if it all had been a simple nightmare, but when the next thud came she knew the nightmare wasn't over, and that she still felt so scared thinking of what would happen if the door didn't hold. It would be game over.

She turns her gaze from the little view the door crack offers of the outside - to the man before her. He meets her gaze, feeling her worry, reshoring her with a nod and motions with his hand facing her, ‘it's gonna be ok, we're ok’. She nods heavenly in return, and the thoughts of him being something to fear was gone in an instant - replaced with trust she hoped was not misplaced.

She keeps her gaze there, lingering with nothing else to occupy her time as he keeps on guarding the entrance. The man's face was pleasing to the eyes. His eyes were dark blue and hooded, making them look black when the light did not reach. His face held a stoic expression, worn with lines and bags under his eyes. As if he didn't sleep well and had certainly seen much more cruelty then she had. His chestnut hair was dark, falling over his eyes ever so slightly, ending at his neck, sticking to his skin as sweat had dampened it. The tip of his ear poked through and he had a straight button nose and a mole above the corner of his mouth. Facial stubble framed his jaw dashingly with a few strands of silver - indicating he must be in his late 30s, or perhaps early 40s?

Maybe she should be more on her guard around someone she didn't know, but something made her feel that she could trust him, that she was safe. And she had been so deprived of that, that she couldn't help it. And he had made no induction for her to fear him and never had she felt that he would harm her. Shad had been afraid but not in that sense. More so of her poor choice of not thinking and being naive. But nothing bad had happened to make her think otherwise. She reasoned that if he didn't try anything he was not one of them bad people out there. And he was protecting her. And she had not asked this of him, he chose to do so himself. And for whatever that reason was, she was alive, and that was all that mattered.

More hours passed and nature hummed, filling their silence they had been smothered in sins the last of the herd had passed true. There were no stragglers left and she was certain the herd was far away by now - making her wonder why they were still in this cramped up oven? Every breath felt suffocating and it was so disgustingly hot that their clothes were completely drenched like an extra layer of skin.

Sliding a hand over her temple, drained and exhausted, she removes the sweat before it can run down her face. God it was hot. Gazing upon the man once more she couldn't help but to take notice how his veins protrude under his skin, along his thick fingers down to his forearm as he held the weapon firmly, never looking away.

Shifting her weight a bit she then reaches forward and opens up the trunk door. Fresh air filled their lungs and the midday sun made them squint until their eyes adjusted to the outside and the world around them felt so empty as if they were the last people on earth.

And ho new? Maybe they were?

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Daryl slung the black plastic bag over his shoulder, filled with what he had scavenged from the car, and his crossbow in his opposite. They stood before one another. Their eyes meet awkwardly, with the lack of confidence and uncertainty of the words to be spoken. Daryl was a man of few words, so he chose to say nothing even though there was a curiosity about the girl and why she was alone when he had found her.

He stared for a beat, then began walking down the road for her to follow.

She looked down to the pavement, relieved to not be left behind. While her eyes became glossy with relief, she thanked him in thought and followed.

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The road feels like it keeps on forever. At some point the pavement beneath her sore feet had become dirt in the forest. She hadn't noticed, perhaps because she was too exhausted now? She was used to taking brakes but he didn't seem like he would stop anytime soon. Every step was a challenge and for hours on end they had been walking through the thick forest. Tall trees took the beating sun of their skin, but not the het that slowly drained them.

She began to feel dizzy and her legs heavy as she stared at his back. His biker jacket reminded her of an angel. And if she remembered right, wings were only worn by someone that had survived a bike crash. He was a survivor before and he still is now, and she wanted to know if it was true or if he had just found it because he liked it?

She really began to feel sick now, feeling how she started to pale. Her steps became heavier and her pace slower. The man's wide strides were exhausting to keep up with as her shorter legs struggled to follow.

Daryl felt her gaze behind him. As if to speak but no words left her lips. He knew she was tired, so was he as he had barely been eating since the prison fell. He could feel her pace slowing down. When the sound of her feet stopped, Daryl immediately stod to a halt, attentive and turned to face her.

“Hold up”, she begs, out of breath.

Daryl looks down at her smaller form. She was on the ground with palms flat against the forest flor, holding her weight with her head hanging.

He carefully approached the exhausted girl before him, feeling both perplexed and curious - how this young girl could have made it so far in a world such as this? He couldn't get his head around it. It would make sense if she belonged to a group at some point. He wanted to know. But he chose against it, like he often did. Maybe when they're safe enough and got some food he would ask?

Daryl watched how her shoulders moved in sync with panting breaths. And she looked to be the same age as Beth, but probably a bit older.

“We can’t stay here”, Daryl said, voice deep and rough, though meaning to say it more gently, he failed tremendously.

It was just not safe for either of them out here. The thought of getting caught up by another herd was still fresh on his mind.

His voice took her by surprise. It was the first time the man really spoken past one word sentence. Whatever she expected the man to sound like, she didn't expect it to sound so low and ruff. In a way it was captivating, and maybe she had been lonely for too long to the point a man's voice sounded like the best thing she had heard in days.

“I can't..." Her voice breaking as if on the verge of tears. Daryl could tell she was scared, afraid he would leave her and he knew she wouldn't survive on her own.

She waited for that moment, but It never came. Looking up expecting nothing then abandonment. But to her surprise, there he was. Standing before her as if leaving had never crossed his mind.

Daryl's mind was already made. He stretches out his hand, reassuring; he's not leaving her. Big bambi eyes look upon his hand then his eyes, hesitating for a moment before she takes her soft on into his calloused and her skin was so soft, so delicate.

Warmth radiated from his hand as it made hers look childlike. Only now did she really nothist how much bigger the man was compared to her. He had a wider frame with narrow hips making his shoulders look broad, he was about a head taller, his arms strong with lean muscle with veins traveling in his opposite hand holding the crossbow. Maybe she should feel some type of fear but she didn't. There was something there, kindness, no malicious intent behind his gaze. She was gonna be okay with him, he will keep her safe. And she could feel it as he carefully pulled her back on her feet, as if he was afraid she would collapse to the ground again.

How such a man could possess such a gentle touch was oddly fascinating. He looked like he had never been taught to know how to be soft- like he would rather use force than words.

“Thank you”, she said gratefully.

And he looked at her before nodding, “Comon '', he ordered but there was a gentleness added to his tone now and a noticeable difference in his pace for her to follow.

Being gentle like that has never come naturally. Growing up, he would be put down by his brother if he ever showed that side. Kindness was weakness, his old man often told him growing up. But there was something with this girl that made his old, ingrained ways shift within.

Daryl wanted to be gentle, to think before he acted. Because he was afraid he would somehow hold her small hand just a little too tightly, as if it would break like porcelain. In Daryl's eyes she looked like a frightened deer, a fawn pleading to be saved.

Why he felt that way, he couldn't fully comprehend. The gentleness he showed didn't seem so rong as his old man had told him. It didn't make him feel weak. The gesture felt right and the girl seemed pleased with this act of kindness.

He seemed kind even though he looked like someone to fear. It intrigued her, made her queries off all the layers beneath his rugged and intimidating exterior. And she wanted to hold onto that moment just a bit longer. The moment when their hands touched and their eyes met as space and time stood still - and she worried her eyes had been blushing. She sure hoped not, that he couldn't tell how flustered he made her.

They now walked closer. She was no longer walking behind him as she was now comfortable beeing at the man's side.

Glancing up at him, making sure she did not invade his space, she relaxed as he didn't seem bothered by her doing so. She dared getting even closer, with still some room left between them. Maybe the few words they spoke, just an hour ago, had something to do with it?

After some passing moments she finally got the courage to ask what had been on her mind, for some time now. As her curiosity grew, she couldn't help the question from rolling off her tongue.

A deep breath - then.

“So…Do you have a name”?

A good moment passed and she worried her question had upset him.

Then.

“Daryl”, he answered simply, and she wouldn't have heard it if she didn't walk beside him.

A satisfied smile played on her lips, dimples showing as evidence of her little accomplishment. Tilting her head at him as they walked side by side, she continued, picking up that his quietness came from shyness.

“I’m….y/n

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[antiradqueer]

Prats made a borderline ripoff of kandiqueer (awooqueer) and,, it is vile and horrible, I cant even type it all out because it's disgusting, it supports "minors in kink" and fucking abolishing the age of consent

[pt: vile, abolishing the age of consent /end pt]

it is just a ripoff really, not even borderline, i only saw it today doing the carrd stuff

heres what i wrote for the carrd, its kinda a TL;DR on the label

Awooqueer, code : 🌈🐺🍼

"Biting those who say that they are getting groomed by radqueers"

RQ "Youth lib" centered, ProPara, Pro TransIDs, Pro Transramcoa or Transnazi.

Pro Incest, Pro MIK, Pro the abolition of the age of consent and age of majority, Pro MSM/MMP/CP, Pro "sexual education to being of any age.", Supports relationships between adults and minors, Pro conatct necro and zoo, Proship/Darkship, Pro cannibalism, "Intrage over chronoage", Pro "assisted suicide" and s/h, Anti Recovery, "Anti puritan"

and its very similar counterpart

Werequeer, code : 🌕🐺 / 🌌🐺

RQ "Youth lib", ProPara, Pro TransIDs, Pro Incest, Pro MIK, Pro the abolition of the age of consent and age of majority, Pro MSM/MMP/CP, Pro "sexual education to being of any age.", Pro Incest, Pro conatct necro and zoo, Proship, Pro cannibalism, "Intrage over chronoage", Pro "assisted suicide" and s/h, Anti Recovery, "Anti puritan"

[jmdbjk]

Good morning! Pt. 2

I forgot to mention that it started to pour down rain (hence Rainy Day Fight) whenever JK was out there lost in the streets and I’m sure that added to his stress because he didn’t know how to get back to the dorm. Thundering, lightning, who knows... wind maybe... some outside force got upset at JK in that moment. The Universe seemed to step in and pour a bucket of water on a young JK's head to get his attention... it worked.

Continuing...

So he's scrolling through a million cooking videos and then all of a sudden "Lee Mujin Service April Fools Day Special" comes up?

I can't be the only one who is giving that the big ol' side eye... amongst all the food/cooking videos THAT one shows up? Riiiight...

He says he hasn't seen it... riiiiight.... whatever you say Kookie.

Curiously... the translation subtitle says he said "Jimin!" but that's not what he said. I don't know what he said but it wasn't Jimin.

He fast forwards a little and then this:

Hahahahaha! Yep, I bet you've heard enough about Face album to last you a while. That project tied up your Jiminie for most of the past year and had you sitting in your living room-cave drinking beer and eating gobs of fried chicken in front of Netflix all winter long singing to your giant tv and keeping the neighbors awake.

But that doesn't stop Kook from obviously loving Like Crazy...

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He couldn't think of Bosa Nova for the genre.

The mimicking was 💀 ... I died. I can see Jimin practicing some mock interviews with him. That seems very much like something Jimin would do. JK loves his Jimin. That's all there is to it.

Then he sang along with Lee Mujin on "Butterfly" and "Traffic Light" where he unleashed some killer ad libs. He proceeded to play air drums.

When he was done with that he scrolled some more and commented there are only cooking shows... I swear ... how did the Lee Mujin show just appear amongst all the cooking shows Kookie?? hmmmmm????

He has watched it before, that's how, it was in his history.

I have to tell you... I will admit, my mind lives in the gutter... please get that stick out from between your legs and ESPECIALLY STOP rubbing the knob at the end of it!!!

You can't tell me he doesn't know what we say on here about him. He lurks in the rabbit hole...I just know it.

Finds this specific thing and then proceeds to sing along with himself... if the neighbors managed to keep sleeping through the drumming on the furniture jam session, they surely woke up when he started to belt out Airplane Pt. 2.

But he couldn't remember the lyrics to Save Me...

When the Best of Me verse came up where he and Jimin do the switchy-switchy back and forth choreo he couldn't help himself... he had to couch dance... and it turned out to be a loop hahahahaha!

Then he belted out Wasurenai by Tanaka. The neighbors probably have given up on sleeping in by now. It's a workday anyway. Get your ass out of bed.

[the toes...] I'm not a foot person but I would give him a foot rub.

That's because you are interrupting your body's involuntary intake and exhalation of oxygen. It is theorized that the brain triggers yawns to keep you alert. I know everyone needed to know that. Don't look at my brain, its scary in there. Moving on...

And then he swapped hats and launched into a 5 minute impression of G-Dragon... I don't know anything about G-Dragon except he was in BigBang with Taeyang. I did see him arriving at Incheon one time and he was wearing the shortest shorts I've ever seen a man wear in public these days. They were like booty shorts... He did not make eye contact with anyone, as if he wished he was somewhere else. Came across as a typical western rapper... full of attitude and not gratitude. That's my impression of who G-Dragon is. Anyway. This:

Paint me clueless because I have no idea what just happened.

Ok, let me take a step away for a second and speak about something: Jungkook just parodied G-Dragon. He was mimicking Jimin earlier... ALL IN FUN. The theory is, when you mimic others, you subconsciously create a bond with those individuals. If you dislike someone, your subconscious will dampen any desire to do that. Psychology is fascinating isn't it?

I've seen some trying to weaponize these instances during this live. Jungkook mimics and copies because these are people he enjoys, not people he hates. There is not a malicious bone in JK's body. Just a lot of bones and cartilages that sound like bubble wrap being stepped on when he cracks them. Again moving on...

He stopped on Kurzgesagt, a Youtube channel that creates animated videos on a variety of topics that are informational and enlightening. Kookie loves the aesthetics of the channel.

He spends the next 10 minutes searching for something to watch while his brain tries to wind down and tell him its time to sleep. He subconsciously starts humming Like Crazy again and then finds a Jay Park song. I am thinking a collab is coming even though most of us could do without Jay Park. Obviously, Jungkook has a thing for him so I will remain open minded about any song should one be released. JK's vocals will elevate it to the stratosphere regardless.

I remember the pushback when we learned about Jimin's collab with Taeyang. And it turned out to be a great song and speaking for myself, I found Taeyang to be a decent and likable human. Why I ever doubted the kind of person Jimin would admire, I have no idea.

Displaying his prowess of composing songs on the spot:

The entire live was classic Jungkook. He will talk about almost anything and share a wide-ranging amount of TMI. Even now, he shows us how open he is about so much. He covered so many random things but mostly talked about his three favorite things: working out/body care, cooking and Jimin.

And Jimin and Jungkook...they are still the same as they've always been, always and forever since the rainy day fight up until now.

He finally decided to "rest a bit" before heading out and bid us farewell.

Apobangpo Kookie! I hope we get to see you soon again!

More thoughts as I sit here thinking about Jungkook and Jimin through the years... it shouldn't be taken lightly how much influence Jimin has had on Jungkook. And to think of their dynamic over the years, watching the way they look at each other and speak to each other has evolved. It is rare to be able to observe such a thing happen between two people in real life. The way they both light up when they see the other's presence... lately we've seen it during these lives... they both beam with joy at each other... it's an amazing thing.

(FYI: My gifs and video prevented this post from showing up on the tumblr feed so there are screenshots for now.)

[letsplaydcttrpg]

Strangers in Paradise pt 2 - Diplomacy Time

Start this module here!

Previous part here!

Links to all posts for this module in the pinned post!

Block Shots: With a rebellious shout, you streak forward, your cape billowing behind you. You fly into the air above the arena, maneuvering between the gunman and his ambassador target. Above the murmuring of the crowd, your ears make out the distinctive crack of rifle fire. A veritable rain of bullets hurtles toward you and you brace yourself for the impact of intercepting them.

Time for a check! It's STR and DEX, which are 20 and 26 respectively, because we're Wonder Woman. So we only need a 4 to succeed.

Deflect Bullets: You whip your bracelets through the air with dazzling speed. A hail of bullets crashes into them, sending a jarring shock through your arms and into your body. Mortals may find your "Flashing Thunder" demonstrations riveting but you still find them drastically unnerving. With a speed born of indignation, you intercept each bullet, sending them all hurling off into the open air above the arena. During the barrage, you still manage to glimpse the would-be assassin: a heavyset man with dark skin and black hair who wears workman's coveralls. The gunman looks surprised, startled by your unexpected appearance in the path of his bullets. Realizing his predicament, he drops his rifle and bolts toward the arena's exit ramp. You sail towards him and pick him up as he reaches a nearby stairwell. You swing him forcibly into the wall, knocking the wind out of him. You then deposit the gunman in the arms of the arena's security force, which is finally responding to the alarm.

Okay here's the thing. I think this is a mistake in the book. The section it directs us to is an exact copy of the another section, which refers to someone being murdered. Except all three pathways that lead to this duplicate section section (including this one) specifically reference the assassination attempt being thwarted. So: we definitely did thwart the attempt and no one died, but the module is slightly messed up.

Dead Attache II [[only not?]] You return to the stage, where the emcee is valiantly trying to keep the audience members in their seats. "Please...please, everyone," the emcee please, "remain calm. Everything is under control. Everything's fine." Taking the microphone from the emcee's hands, you plead a different case. "No. Nothing is fine." you say. "A man just [[almost]] murdered another man! I do not know which set of tensions resulted in this horror but such hostilities are exactly why I am here. Millennia ago, when men fought with mere bronze swords, the Amazons came to men with the doctrine of peace. Today, when those swords have given way to guns and bombs, our message is especially vital." The audience rises to its feet in a sudden outburst of cheering and applause. You are slightly taken aback by the enthusiasm of their reaction. You wonder silently, [Why is it so hard to bring peace to the world when so many people are so hungry for it?] Selection Process: You finish the lecture on a triumphant note and return to the cool darkness backstage where you are welcomed by your closest friends on Man's World: Steve Trevor, Etta Candy, Julia Kapatelis, and her daughter, Vanessa. "You were great!" Vanessa gushes, giving you an impulsive hug. "Good ad lib," Steve says with a smile, leading you along the backstage corridors. "You really got them where they live, Diana." "I'm very proud of you, dear," Julia says. "But now comes the hard part: a task I've been wondering if even one possessed of the powers of the Greek gods can handle." As Julia opens the nearby door, you hear the cacophonous babble of a hundred squabbling ambassadors. In the course of the ensuing day, you meet with dozens of people, each eager to represent his nation on a journey to Themyscira. With the consultation of Julia, Steve, and Etta, you quickly narrow down the list of applicants. During the meeting, the arena security force informs you that the gunman has been identified as a hired killer, paid by an anonymous backer to assassinate the entire delegation from the Emirate of Kabul. The assassin has not yet been linked to any political faction, which does not keep the Kabulian ambassador from making his own conclusions regarding the employer's identity. "Obviously a terrorist from Fujara!" the Kabulian ambassador shouts. "We are extremely familiar with the backstabbing ways of our notorious mid-east 'neighbor'!" "You are just trying to gain sympathy for your own traitorous country!" the Fujaran ambassador shouts stridently. "This is nothing but a cheap ploy to generate publicity out of a tragic event!" You stride over to the pair and level a calm but steely gaze at them. They turn and look at you. "And what is this to you?" the Kabulian ambassador hisses. "A woman...and an outsider at that!"

We gotta do a Charisma check with a penalty because they're hostile, but luckily we are very charismatic so we only need a 7.

Mediation: "Gentlemen," you begin. "If you have a disagreement, there are ways to solve it other than clashing like this." "Hah!" the Fujaran representative shouts emphatically. "WIth this mountain ape there is no option!" "The Fujarans never listen to reason," the Kabulian responds. "They have heads of brick!" "Quiet, both of you!" you say, cutting the argument short. "If you cannot respect on another, simply avoid further contact." "We are certain the gunman was from Fujara!" protests the Kabulian. "We demand a formal apology!" "That is an important matter, I agree," you reply firmly. "However, it is one which should be resolved at a more appropriate time. My purpose here is to select ambassadors to Themyscira, not to mediate international affairs." The two men grumble briefly but soon separate to distant corners of the room. You return to Julia, Steve, and Etta, who smile at you and compliment your success at resolving the immediate situation. Information: "Tell me about the ambassadors," you say. "They're from two small mid-east nations," Steve Trevor replies, "Fujara and the Emirate of Kabul." "The feud you saw today has its origins as far back as the middle ages," Julia adds. "And they still dispute their bordering territories." "Fujara is nominally allied with the United States while the Emirate has ties with the Soviet Union," Etta says thoughtfully. "The U.S. and the U.S.S.R. used to exert some influence over them and could normally keep the two nations from fighting. Unfortunately, Fujara and the Emirate won't listen to either side anymore." Steve frowns, continuing. "Ever since the two superpowers nearly destroyed the world during the Ares Affair, they lost a lot of credibility with their allies." "But that was all due to Ares' manipulations," you protest. "I know that and you know that, Princess," Steve replies. "But most of the world remains skeptical about the actual existence of your gods. Nevertheless, since the Ares Affair, these two nations have been at each other's throat, just looking for an excuse to declare war. And it seems there's nothing anyone can do about it." "Don't be so sure about that," Julia interrupts. "Diana, if you invited those two ambassadors to Themyscira, they just might learn some important lessons, don't you agree?" "What?!" Steve asks, incredulous. "Diana, you can only bring five ambassadors," Etta interjects. "Are they really the sort you'd want to invite?" "Etta's point is well taken, dear," Julia adds. "These two could benefit greatly from the visit...or they could ruin it all. And think of your Amazon sisters. If the visit goes poorly, they may not accept any more visitors. That would be a high price to pay. "It's your decision, Diana," Julia continues, solemnly. "Consider wisely, as I know you will."

(Bet y'all weren't expecting so much international diplomacy right out the gate, huh?)

[tianliangxing]

Actor AU Headcanons (Freelancer S1 Ver.) Pt. 2

Reuploaded & Edited. Originally posted on 02/04/2022.

Freelancer has lost count of how many times Damien accidentally hit them with a water bottle.

speaking of water bottles, both Damien and Freelancer were notorious for having bottle flipping competitions during breaks. sometimes Huxley and Kody join in.

Gavin may or may not have initially auditioned for the part of a Flirty Vamp.

Vega has to go through doors horns first because of how long they are. he still ends up bumping them onto things though.

Caelum once went on set without his horns and no one noticed it until after they shot the scene.

the door actually got stuck in Coffee With A Nervous Air Elemental, so there's an outtake of Lasko struggling to open it while Freelancer struggles to breathe while laughing at him.

after the filming of At the Park With an Obsessive Water Elemental, both Kody and Freelancer may or may not have ended up soaked with pond water due to Freelancer splashing Kody after his line about throwing trash into the pond.

Freelancer and Damien did end up going on a race even after the cameras stopped rolling in Working Out With a Tsundere Fire Elemental. Damien, unfortunately, could not catch up.

during one of the breaks in Hiking With a Sweet Himbo Earth Elemental Bro, Huxley and Freelancer decided to wander around the hiking grounds. they came back scuffed up and panting, claiming that they saw something amidst the trees.

in The Cost, there is a cut of Caelum staring at the camera like in The Office during the scene where Gavin and Freelancer kiss while he was supposed to get the rift ready.

Gavin's line about being the tooth fairy was actually an ad lib. the cut was kept in since everyone loved it.

part 1

[puzzled-pegasus]

things I noticed after watching elemental an unhealthy dose of times pt 2

wherE THE HELL DID WADE KEEP THE GLASS FLOWER. HE HAS NO PANTS. NO POCKETS. HE'S TRANSPARENT SO WED SEE IF IT WAS IN HIS WATER. WHERE DID HE KEEP IT?

It's possible that water people shirts have pockets on the inside i guess but still???

When Ember's light does the thing while she's fixing the leak with the glass

"More time for hanky-panky" how was that allowed?? Like it's not that bad, it's funny, but still???

Alkali theater. I feel like that's a joke relating to elements but I'm too lazy and stupid to figure it out lmfao

In the movie theater Ember gets excited about something in the movie and lights up, then notices that people around her are bothered by her glowing and crouches down and pulls her hoodie over her head further, suppressing her glow. Wade notices and his smile fades a little.

Ember is so smart?? Her quick thinking and ingenuity??? Also she and Wade's ability to ad lib off of each other when trying to keep their secret from Bernie (in the scene where they pretend Wade is a food inspector) is another Yes for their relationship lol

Ember can be seen crying a few times during the movie after the point where Wade first makes her cry during the family game.

Ember watching Wade in the stadium scene is, I think, where she first becomes attracted to him. The event impressed her enough for her to bring it up later!

Half of this is just me not looking at the damn screen enough. Wade and Ember hugging as Wade evaporates is low key terrifying?? It's so sad???

Where are Clod's parents???

Ember looked angry at Wade in the photo booth but I can't figure out why? I wonder if it's because he leaned close to her and she's afraid of being near water?

"I just didn't know she'd be so smoky...*cough cough*" depending on how much universe context you want to add to this, it can be either very endearing or lightly racist. Judging by the reactions of the characters, Ember doesn't seem too offended, but still.

The reason that Ember isn't able to simply "take breath, make connection" as Bernie instructs is because in order to do that, her father wants her to just give the customer what they want instead of teaching her how to calmly and professionally enforce shop rules. This causes her to push her own feelings down, which overwhelms her tremendously. The perspective that Wade gives her, advising her to listen to the deeper emotions underneath the temper and communicate them, (for example to her father about not wanting to take over the shop), is very healthy and important because he encourages her to verbalize her boundaries/wants/needs without losing control. The fact that he doesn't stand up FOR her, too, most of the time, is very cool. He simply encourages her to verbalize her feelings and stand up for herself. Additionally, this is also a feminist message, because women are often taught that they should never get angry and to repress their anger, when in fact they should be taught how to listen to and communicate their anger without harming anyone. In This Essay I Will

Sorry that last one was so long, I just like it a lot :)

Also whenever Ember says "oh flame" it's like saying "oh God" because the blue flame is her religion

[daybringersol]

Canada4QuébecLibre / Canadians4QuébecLibre allyship flag !

[PT: Canada for Québec libre / Canadians for Québec libre allyship flag. End PT.]

[Image ID: A rectangular flag, separated into four quadrants by very thick white lines. In the middle of the two top quadrants are white maple leaf symbols, while in the middle of the two bottom quadrants are white fleur-de-lis symbols. The background of the flag is red, while over it, but still under the white, is a very thick upside-down ‘V’ shape that spans the entirety of the flag in royal blue. End PT.]

Please note that both Canada & Québec are used as shorthands for the people inhabiting the lands, and that my ultimate goal is Landback, and the dissolution of Canada through its fragmentation, which is in part why I advocate for Québec independence.

Prononciation guide

Québec (the nation of Québec, also known as French Canada) : Kay-beck

Québécois (inhabitant of Québec, masculine) : Kay-beck-wah

Québécoise (inhabitant of Québec, feminine) : Kay-beck-was

Québec libre (‘liberated Québec’) : Kay-beck lib-r

Vive le Québec libre (‘long live liberated Québec’, common slogan) : Vee-v l-[‘a’ as pronounced in ‘about’] kay-beck lib-r

[Image ID: A white and red userbox that says ‘This Canadian supports Québec independence’ in a blocky font. On the left, there is a fleur-de-lis symbol.]

Feel free to use both the flag & userbox, just reblog this post if you do.

I will not tolerate harassment of any kind.

[fuck-it-icons]

🐉 Dragon Poke-Miku Pride Icons Pt.5 🐉

Sweatercoric 🐉 Heritage/Heritages 🐉 Wingcoric

Met/Metos 🐉 Lolitacoric 🐉 Lib/Libs

Rufflecoric 🐉 Dinner/Dinners 🐉 Dresscoric

🐉 Free to use with credit 🐉

[hathorneheiress]

Wedding Day pt. 8

Libby snuggled closer to her newly wed husband. The warmth of his body warming hers as well.

They were jet bound to London where the actual reception would take place. An underground crypt that was so beautiful and creepy it shouldn't even exist.

It was his brothers she should thank for finding this place. She still had no idea what Nash's bachelor party had entailed, but she did know that the crypt was one of the places they had taken him.

Libby had only seen it once, but it was everything, plus more, she could have dreamed of. She never thought she would get the man or the wedding of her dreams, but fate decided to give her another chance.

Another life.

Nash leaned down and kissed her passionately on the lips. "I love you." He said softly.

"I love you too." she replied.

"What were you thinking about?" He asked gently.

She looked up at him. "About how blessed I am to have a man like you. A man I don't deserve."

Nash's face hardened slightly. "don't talk like that Lib. You deserve someone that will keep you safe and make you feel loved. Not someone who abuses your sweet and kind spirit."

She could feel herself blushing from the love he was giving. "You are the best thing that ever happened to me Nash Westbrook Hawthorne."

He smiled. They still had about an hour left in their flight, and they were going to enjoy the company to themselves while it lasted.

"And you," Nash said, "Libby Elenor Hawthorne, are the best thing that ever happened to me."

[fromtenthousandfeet]

Anon again, thank you for trying to allay my fears of a "Jimin desert." That was what you were trying to do, right? By raising the specter of another JK collab and album?

Gee, thanks. 😉

But your comment about Pdogg I did find controversial--and interesting. To me, FACE is a perfect album. I can't think of anything I'd want differently--except for it to be longer, of course.

But MUSE... we don't know yet. The concept photo this morning gives me hope, though. (So exciting!)

It's just that I already know there are two songs on MUSE I would probably skip after repeated listens. I don't skip ANYTHING on FACE. But then, I love the intense, the dramatic, and the misery. So that's on me.

In any case, do you have an idea for a different Jimin production team? He seems so comfortable with them and they work together so well. And Jimin is so loyal.

And he doesn't have anyone pushing/encouraging him in a different direction. Or perhaps he does, and we just don't know about it.

Thanks for the discussion!

Haha! Anon, were you looking to vent without comment? I'm sorry. I hate being on the receiving end of unsolicited advice, so please forgive me. But you and I both know more JK content is on the horizon because no way they invest so much into his solo career and then say nah, forget it.

I love a controversial conversation, so let's chat about Pdogg and why I don't want him on Jimin's future music team. Sorry, this is going to be long.

Let's talk about FACE first. Like you, I really love the album. There are three songs that feel strong and complete to me -

Interlude: Dive. A fascinating opportunity to be a fly on the wall on a day in Jimin's life. We go from mundane activities of daily life to the euphoria of being on stage and adored by fans to suddenly being deeply and utterly alone. Powerful.

Like Crazy. To me this is the most "complete" song on the EP. The synth pop sound goes so well with the concept of losing oneself in pleasure and vice. The lyrics are good, the use of Jimin's voice is good, and the music composition is interesting. Initially I was sort of put off by how often Blvsh and Chris James seemed to take credit for this song, but I suspect they have a right to.

Letter. This song is such a beautiful representation of what Jimin is capable of as a songwriter and as a singer. It's straight out of a romantic movie from the 1970's. It gives hints of Gordon Lightfoot, Jim Croce, and Cat Stevens. I love the strings, the acoustic guitar, the harmonica, the waves, but especially Jimin's soft, breathy whisper-like vocals. It's just a lovely love song.

I like the rest of the songs on the EP, too. I think Jimin's lyrics and vocal performance effectively convey anger and betrayal, loneliness, and eventually self determination and emancipation. Where I think the three songs fall short is with composition. They feel incomplete and a little amateurish. Set Me Free Pt. 2 is powerful and moving, but the song is too repetitive at the end. The performance, on the other hand, is unmatched.

Jimin is many things. He's an astonishingly talented dancer. He's a master of the stage. He's a great singer with a voice that drips with emotion when used correctly. But what he is not, is a trained composer/musician. This is a-ok, but it means he needs a great team of musicians to provide him with well written and fully realized compositions to match his fascinating narrative song-writing style.

I'm throwing out this example because I'm going to see Still Woozy in concert in a couple of weeks. Even if this isn't your style of music, just note how well all the instrumentation works together, how seamlessly the background vocals enhance the song, and how the tongue-in-cheek ad-libs and samples make the tune pop. Oh, and Sven (Still Woozy) records his music in his garage, not an ultra fancy music studio like Pdogg's.

I've spent a lot of time this week listening to Lie, Filter, Serendipity, and Promise. In all four of these Jimin solo songs, the compositions are so good and match the lyrics so well. Jimin's voice is used to the fullest, really relying on the power of his lower register and his techniques like growls and vocal runs. His high notes are used sparingly but poignantly. But when I listen to Closer Than This or SGMB, the compositions are just so flat. Where is Jimin's precious lower register? And what weird distortion are they doing to his voice on SGMB? Somebody is dropping the ball on these songs and I'm not ready to blame Jimin.

This reaction video strikes me as a fair review of SGMB. It's a fun, happy song, but there's basically no hook. It feels like missed opportunity. The track video is so well done, though. Jimin's creativity and charm really shines.

Like SMFpt2 and CTT, this song is repetitive. The refrain in the marching band horn section at the end is repeated 7 times. Yes, I counted.

In summary, the things that don't thrill me about Jimin's solo songs:

Too many high notes, not enough lower register and use of his vocal techniques.

Not enough background vocals or poorly done background vocals. Someone should go to jail for the bg vocals in CTT.

Overly simplistic compositions that lack tension and have too much repetition.

Jimin obviously feels comfortable and safe working with Pdogg and the rest of the SGMB crew. but I hope he eventually follows in RM's footsteps with RPWP (yes, he's on everybody's shit list today), hand selecting musicians and composers to work with who will push him out of his comfort zone and encourage him take risks.

It's really a pity that Jimin didn't get to see the response to FACE before he started recording MUSE. He's made several comments along the way that indicate he's really focused on making music that he believes will please the fans. In reality, what resonates with the fans is honest, sincere, vulnerable songs, like those on FACE. Not all songs need to be depressing, of course, but the sooner he gives up on being a people pleaser and instead hones in on the art of songwriting, the better his work will be.

Okay, thanks for sticking with me through this long post. Believe it or not I'm actually super excited to hear the rest of MUSE and I'm keeping an open mind.