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[deliasamed]

Prepositions -"For", "During", "In", and "Within" to compare

Prepositions “For”, “During”, “In”, “Within”

To compare

Here are comparisons of the prepositions For, During, In, and Within with examples:  

For:

Meaning: For is used to indicate a purpose, reason, or duration of time.   Examples: I bought flowers for my mother's birthday.   We studied for hours to prepare for the exam.   She is going to Paris for a vacation.           During: Meaning: During is used to specify when something happens within a particular time frame.   Examples: It rained heavily during the night.   I fell asleep during the movie.   She received a phone call during the meeting.             In: Meaning: In is a versatile preposition that can be used to indicate location, time, inclusion, and more.   Examples: The cat is in the box (location).   We will meet in 30 minutes (time).   There is a lot of talent in the team (inclusion).             Within: Meaning: Within refers to something happening inside or not exceeding a certain period of time.   Examples: Please complete the task within the next hour.   The answer lies within the book.   She found her keys within her bag.       In summary, these prepositions have distinct meanings and usage:   For typically relates to purpose, reason, or duration.   During is used to specify when something happens within a given time frame.   In is versatile and can denote location, time, inclusion, and more.   Within indicates something happening inside or not exceeding a certain time frame or limit.                   Prepositions -“For”, “During”, “In”, and “Within” to compare Preposition – “Within” Prepositions “With” and “By” to compare Preposition – “Towards” Prepositions – “Till” and “Until” Preposition – “Since” Preposition – “Out of” Read the full article

[flourahl]

hifromalix

[flareboi]

you guys know that old art community meme about the beer drawn by someone who clearly only ever draws … other substances. i just saw that but with a cake

[butchratchettruther]

No one tells you the REAL challenge of being mentally ill, which is explaining why you do anything to random strangers without divulging the details of your tragic backstory

[matoitech]

i get wanting certain things in movies and maybe being disappointed if u were like led to expect something and did not receive it but i just rly do think its a terrible way to watch movies to come in with a list of constantly changing criteria a story should follow regardless of whether it even makes sense or is good for the narrative or would do literally anything except make u believe gay ppl exist in movies sometimes. like maybe u just didnt like the fucking movie maybe it doesnt mean anything except that ive watched plenty of shit that didnt do anything for me and i was like well that isnt for me. ive watched shit w gay ppl i get NOTHING from and i may not understand why other ppl care but i just leave it. its fine to not care. also a lot of the time something will DO what u want and it just didnt do it in a way u were satisfied with so then the criteria changes anyway. like i think some ppl just want to be unhappy

[dadmyth]

so strange being vaguely aware that we are in like. end times. as a culture/society/species/? but it's like well what am i gonna do about it. so i just don't think about it too hard

[akanemnon]

do you have any voice hc’s for lesslo/any of the cast in particular? (sorry if this has been asked to death)

I've said before that Ted Lewis would work pretty well for Lesslo. The voice he did for Escargoon from the 4Kids dub of the Kirby anime fits him. It just has that "annoying smartass" vibe, y'know?

BUUUUUT a good while back I did stumble across EPIC the Musical. And while I'm not a big fan of musicals, I'm a sucker for Greek mythology. There is just something about the singer for Hermes that works way too well... It's the laugh. It's DEFINITELY the laugh.

As for the others... A lot of people have dubbed this comic already, so lemme highlight a few voices that I really enjoy!

I am a very big fan of @paramasqueradeva's take on Ralsei. I enjoy how gentle and polite he sounds. It is extremely fitting for him and the accent works so well. But her take on Toriel is probably the one I wanna highlight the most. It IS the voice I hear in my head when I think of Toriel's dialog in this comic. Also acertain cupid told us she's most likely gonna be a part of the story later. I AM looking forward to when we get there.

Speaking of which, @washerpizza did a GREAT Asgore for this comic! I cannot explain it properly, but the pitch and inflections are just right... y'know? IT JUST SOUNDS SO WARM AND COZY GODDAMMIT. I WANNA HUG THIS VOICE. But yeah, Asgore will also be playing a role in the comic later so that's why I'm highlighting that voice in particular.

The guys over at Symbiotus Inc. on Youtube are also doing a FANTASTIC job! I especially love how Berdly voiced in them. Makes me wish I included more bits with him... but that's what the mini comics are for I guess. BUT YEAH! It's of a collection of people dubbing this comic rather than just one person, so it would be a little easier if you go look up all the voice actors in the description of their dubs.

OH, and I can't forget @projectalpha22's take on Kris specifically. It strikes the perfect balance between all the yelling, silliness and the tender moments. So the whole spectrum of what makes Kris... well... Kris in the comic. I haven't heard a take on them that just straight up nails it like this one. That is just Kris and it is the voice I will forever hear in my mind when I think of Kris' dialog and nothing will ever change that.

Also, they even did the voice work for TR!Kris in this mod for Ring Racers. Go check it out!

GO CHECK OUT ALL THE ALL THE HIGHLIGHTED VOICE ACTORS FOR THAT MATTER. DO IT. I WILL KEEP STANDING IN FRONT OF YOUR DOOR WITH AN AXE UNTIL YOU DO IT.

Other than that... uh... Redge is basically just Strongbad. Gaster is a BIG spoiler and well, there is also another Darkner that has occasionally been mentioned but hasn't made an appearance yet. More on her some other time...

[thebenjiblackwoodexpress]

The Blackwood Knight prt.7

ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱 𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔭 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔈𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 ℑ 𝔱𝔯𝔶 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔬~ 𝔚𝔞𝔯 𝔬𝔣 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰 ℜ𝔲𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔢

Description: Battles of the heart ensue out of battles between warring houses. Following a misunderstanding, The Blackwood Knight attempts to convince his lady of the depth of his feelings.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Warnings: female reader, angst.

Benjicot stared after his lady love's retreating skirts, horror struck at his own culpability in precipitating her despair. Torn between his desire to acquiese to her urgent entreaty for him to leave her and his pressing desparation to comfort her, she had disappeared from the clearing before he began to stride in the direction he had seen her flee. The fact that by following her he would be crossing from Blackwood firmly into Bracken land, exposing him to the threat of combat and perhaps death, did not enter his mind at that moment. Foremost in his mind was her tear stained face and look of betrayal, and the painful thought that he had caused both. Gaining speed now, despite the uneven downward route the forest had now taken, he held the hilt of his sword as he flew through the forest, his burgundy cloak flying behind him over his shoulder. 

His height advantage and lack of sartorial hinderance meant that he caught up with Y/N in minutes, and was further panicked to see that she was stumbling unevenly down the forest path, favouring one ankle over the other. Concern for her welfare and the pressing need to acertain whether she was hurt had him running to her and holding her left arm in his as he lifted her right hand, raising it around his neck.

Letting out a high cry of surprise, he moved himself quickly so that he was in front of her, bending so that he could examine her face.

"Are you hurt, darling?! Tell me where." He said urgently, holding her arms gently in his hands as he examined her for signs of injury. 

Pushing back with an effort that had her leaning against a tree, a pained expression on her face, she cried, "stay away from me, I don’t want your help."

Raising his arms towards her placatingly, as if approaching a startled deer, his face crumpling as if her words had been a blow, he took two wary steps towards her.

"I understand you're hurt and no one reproaches myself more than I for the misunderstanding that has caused it."

Snapping her head upwards from where she had nestled it in the crook of her arms against a tree, she retorted, "the only misunderstanding was my foolish belief that you could actually love me, not just what I could do for your territorial gain." 

Inexpressibly pained by her words and the thought that he had augmented her anxieties, rather than assuaged them, as he had hoped to do, he stepped forward quickly, ready to profess his love over and over again and to prove it in anway he could, bending before her in supplication, as he urgently took her hands in his. 

He paused, his expression growing panicked when she emited a cry when his sudden movement forced her to take a step back.

Her face growing pale, Benjicot immediately ascertained that it was her ankle she had injured. 

His concern for her pain taking precedence over all others he rose in one fluid movement, taking her left arm gently in his before she could protest and wrapping it around his neck, he lowered his neck slowly, reaching for her legs, which he swept carefully into his arms. 

Realising what he was doing, Y/N swatted weakly at Benjicot's chest, "let me down."

The demand was so quiet, he grew even more concerned at how much pain she was in. Lowering them both to a sitting position in a nearby tree trunk, so as not to hurt her further, he held her across his lap, looking down penitently into her pained face.

Speaking gently to her, he said: "I know you are angry with me, my love, and I am very sorry for it. I will explain all but for now I must determined how much damage there is to your ankle. Do I have your permission to examine it."

"I would rather you didn't, just put me down."

With a shuddering sigh, he briefly held his forehead onto hers before speaking even more gently.

"I know, and I would not impose my presence on you when it causes you pain, but I need to know how much damage there is. Let me help you."

Turning her head away from him, she closed her eyes and nodded sharply. 

Using his free hand, not holding her across him by her torso, he carefuly raised her skirt an inch, only as far as was needed to reveal her bruised, twisted ankle. 

Taking a deep breath, Benjicot delicately lowered her skirt back over the ankle and wrapped his arm underneath her legs once again, rising with her in his arms. 

"I am going to bring you home, but you must tell me of I move too quickly and it causes you pain, and I will stop immediately." 

Not receiving a response, he began to walk with measured steps in the direction of what he believed to be the path to Bracken Hall. 

Y/N's hand coming to press on his shoulder, he immediately stopped, for fear that he had caused her pain.

"You cant go any further, these are Bracken lands, you'll be killed."

Affecting a sly grin and jovial tone which was at odds with the deep pit of concern at her condition within him, he winked, "I'd like to see them try."

Seeing that his attempt at distracting her with humour was not well received, he dropped the pretence and looked down at her with all the gentle concern and desperation he really felt.

"In truth, my love, I do not care. My only concern is for you. I would encounter Bracken swords any day if it would mean I could keep you safe." Pausing to gaze into her eyes as he said this, hoping against hope that he could make her believe him if he willed it enough with his eyes. 

His words did not have the desired affect, as her lip wobbled and she turned her head away before whispering in an undertone. "I don't believe you."

Nodding dejectedly, he continued to walk. 

At some point, whether from the pain or not, Y/N had nestled her head onto Benjicot's shoulder as they made their way back to her ancestral halls, and he took comfort in the sensation, that she herself might still look to him for comfort and protection, even if she was angry at him.

A fork in the path led them into the line of four Bracken knights, all of whom drew their swords in recognition of the Blackwood house colours and insignia of Benjicot's tunic and cloak. Pausing, Benjicot addressed himself to the knights.

"I mean no insult. The young Lady Bracken has injured her ankle and was in need of assistance."

"More likely you were the cause of her injury, release the Lady at once."

Stunned by the veracity of their accusation, he nonethless responded equitably. 

"I will, as soon as I have delivered her to the safety of her halls."

Stalking closer, his sword still raised, the Bracken knight scoffed.

"And you think we will just let you pass? Deliver the lady to us at once and withdraw!"

Gazing down at Y/N, quickly taking in her distressed expression and the tightening grip of her small hand on his tunic, he determined his next course of action.

"I will withdraw only once I am sure that the lady is safe. How dare you point your sword in the direction of the Lady. Once I have delievered her to safety, I dare you to draw it upon me." His gaze darkended as he said this, and the tension radiating from both knights became palpable.

A voice entering the clearing broke through it.

"What is amiss?"

Turning to face the young future Lord Bracken, Aeron, the Bracken Knight nodded his head in deference before responding. 

"The bloody Blackwood has injured Lady Y/N and will not release her to us."

Turning with anger towards Benjicot, Aeron strode towards him. 

"If this be true, and you have injured my cousin, there shall be violence."

Benjicot gazed at Aeron steadfastly, relying upon his care for his cousin and good sense. 

"I would rather die than hurt the Lady. I mean no offence by crossing the border, I only meant to see her safe. If there must be violence, let it be so, but let me first deliver the Lady to safety."

Meeting Benjicot's gaze with his own quizzical one, he bent his head in the direction of his cousin when he heard her quiet voice.

"Don't hurt him, he was only helping me."

Nodding once in deference to her Aeron opened his arms in her direction before turning again to Benjicot.

"You may deliver her to me, I will return her safely to Bracken Hall."

Pausing only to gaze down at Y/N to gain her permission, Benjicot reluctantly and ever so gently delivered her across to Aeron's waiting arms." 

"Be careful with her" Benjicot stuttered out, making Aeron pause in the act of turning with his cousin.

"You can be assured of that."

"What shall we do with him?" Cried one of the Bracken knights.

"Nothing," Aeron returned, let him pass back to his own lands. 

Benjicot nodded respectfully towards Aeron, watching until Y/N had completely disappeared with him down the path, all the time wishing that she would look back at him, if only for the last time.

@lovebabe18-blog @poppyflower-22 @ithilwen-blackwood @spinachtz @lady-callisto @twistytimesandthoughts @abookloverlawyerfan-blog @mymoonempress @drwho-ess @dancingbaek @aemondslove

[almayver]

Alma,,, you have inflicted in me the greatest pain. You cannot just say “hanahaki phumpeem” AND THATS IT

Like LIKE CUEHDJW I’m a SUCKER for that kind of unrequited but not really pining. The person enters such a deep mindset of “it’s over, i have no chance anymore they will never feel the same now.”

And Phum??? Phum would totally enter such a mindset when Kluen comes into picture. In such little time, so very powerful, his insecurities and his inner conflict were already pretty strong in canon IMAGINE. JUST IMAGINE FURTHER WITH ME.

He catches it at the beginning. It’s loose, it’s just some coughing at first. In the first day of camp. Some phantom feeling of something being caught in his chest, uncomfortable.

Then the “charming prince” goodnight kiss happens and he goes to sleep feeling a bit better (yet its all in his head because once hanahaki takes grip of you only acertain, irrevocable confession will kill it)

And now I just imagine the next day. The “phum hurts his finger” day. And I imagine his inner struggle in that scene, the distraction isn’t what makes him hurt himself. Now I imagine him spiraling in that scene where they clean up, and suddenly he’s overwhelmed with coughs. Such powerful coughs that the hammer slips and hits his finger and still hurts him, but now Fang and Peem and the others are rushing to his side because Phum can’t stop coughing and wheezing for breath.

No flowers yet, but he feels them in his throat and he’s so panicked. He grabs at Fang’s arm without even realizing and Fang is losing his goddamn mind, Beer is calling his name over and over again. And Peem? Peem is in such distress that his hands are trembling a bit.

It’s safe to say that in this version Fang doesn’t really leave Phum’s side. When Peem offers to take care he gently refuses it and takes Phum outside so he can calm down for real. And Peem respects it because Fang has that severe overprotectiveness all over his face, his posture.

Phum ends up on those stairs upside, non verbal while Fang dresses up the wound on his finger and gently asks him “What happened? Phum, please talk to me?”

But Phum can only shake his head and croak, “I don’t know.”

Fang cups his cheek and turns his head to check his breathing, then clicks his tongue in exasperation because he doesn’t have his phone with him and he needs to give his brother water. Phum’s throat sounds fcuked up.

So he says, “I’m going to run and grab a glass. Stay here, okay? I’m coming right back. In a second, okay?”

Phum nods, a bit unsure about being alone, but Fang all but bolts off the stairs so he knows his brother won’t take long.

Cue Peem, who couldn’t help but come out to check on Phum despite Tan’s reassurances that he’s in safe hands. When Phum spots him, his face crumbles in the most devastating way and his hushed, quivery “Peem.” makes Peem all but rush to his side, hands warm and steady as they also cup his cheek, his neck to check his breathing.

Peem wants to ask what happened, he wants to know if Phum ever had something like this happening to him again. He wants to ask so many fuccking things because Phum looked so in pain back there.

But he ends up just muttering, “You’re alright. You’re alright.”

He doesn’t know if it’s a reassurance for Phum, or for himself. But it makes Phum bury his face right against Peem’s collarbone, breaths starting to get shaky again, so he doesn’t care for who it is, he just continues to whisper you are alright until they both stop trembling.

Fang finds them like that, and he offers them a mellow expression of aching fondness.

God Alma i’m so abnormal about this. SO ABNORMAL.

I imagine the first time Phum starts actually coughing petals is after his argument with Peem the night of the campfire. When Phum foolishly brings up the deal and Peem tells him “just because i’m your slave doesn’t mean I can’t talk with other people” (paraphrased of course)

He leaves the room, sees Q wating for Peem outside, and quickens his pace. He barely makes it on the path towards the sleeping shed when the coughing starts, so aggressively that he falls on his knees, bloody petals spilling onto his quivering palms.

I don’t know if when he meets up with Beer in the sleeping shed he still has bloody hands and blood at the corners of his mouth, but I imagine that would give Beer the scare of his fucking life.

I feel like Beer would know about hanahaki for some reason. I feel like he would gently but morose that what he’s going through is named “hanahaki” and its… very hard to cure. And that he should talk to Peem. Immediately. Before it worsens. But Phum is so out of it about that— of course he gets sick the first time he feels so strongly for someone. Of course it’s for Peem.

Of course he’s coughing roses. Like the ones he bought for Peem the night he was drunk.

Phum is mostly concerned that he hurt Peem. He still asks Beer for advice on that. And Beer is exasperated, but he’s also so gentle as he gives Phum the exact same advice from the series. Apologize.

“But talk to him, after that.” Beer puts a hand on his shoulder, squeezing reassuringly. “You need to, Phum. This can be very dangerous for you.”

But when does this happen??? Well it could in many instances. I feel like Phum wouldn’t talk to him about it when he apologizes and almost ends the deal.

I feel like he would have another coughing fit in Peem’s room, actually. Because that scene is playful, and Phum looks teasing, he looks like he knows how Peem feels about him, maybe, but in that scene Peem also deflects a lot, even if it’s somewhat playful. And that could be a trigger for hanahaki for sure.

Damn. Phum pushing Peem on the bed, coy smirk still on his face. But then he’s overcome with coughing, right over Peem. And Peem startles so hard he ends up yanking Phum on the bed.

YEA I WILL LEAVE IT HERE THIS IS EATING AWAY AT ME LIKEEEEEE FUCCCCKKK

Cole you come back right here what do you mean you leave it there.

But on the other hand hey, how do you want me to deliver my fucking soul because it's yours after this. Yes! Yes to everything. You get it

OF COURSE IT WOULD BE ROSES. OF COURSE. HOW DIDNT I THINK ABOUT THAT DETAIL

And the fact that roses in hanahaki normally tend to be the ones you get when its particularly intense??

Imagine them being that deep blood red. Gods gods gods

And Beer. Beer being heartbroken. Beer being terrified. Beer remaining calm anyways. Beer the absolute love of my life. And imagine Fang finding out??? The terror he would feel? How he would feel guilty even, because he didn't protect him even though how do you protect someone from love. And I imagine he would want to storm towards Peem house and make him confess (because he knows Peem loves his brother. He knows it and he is going to be happy about it when all of this is over)

And Phum of course refuses. Makes him promise not to tell anyone. Not to even mention it to Tan. And he looks so much like the little desperate kid that left on that plane and made him promise not to forget him that Fang caves in and tells him that he'll keep it a secret but if it gets too bad he is stepping in.

And gods imagine Phum now avoiding Peem, half so he doesn't notice the petals half because being near him hurts even when it's his favorite thing in the world. And Peem of course it's going a little mad because the puppy that used to trail him around is not there anymore and whenever he actually sees him Phum looks so sad? So defeated? And Beer and Fang keep looking at him, also so sad but also hopeful but also desperate and he is so fucking confused and a little hurt and a lot scared.

Aaaaand I also have no idea where to go from there. How bad it would get. What the reveal and the confession would be like. How the rest of the group would be affected like Toey, Mick but also the rest of the group because they also care about Phum by now. AHHHHH.

Oh gods the image of him in his bed, thinking about Peem, holding Noi. And suddenly he starts coughing. And the plushie, his beloved plushie, covered in petals and blood. Someone help

Cole dear thank you for taking my random thought and running with it 🖤🖤🖤 I bring a bucket of sand and you make it the coolest sand castle every time

[ayabeanworks]

Title: Can I take your hand?

Synopsis: Geto's thoughts about you after meeting you on that fateful mission. How he sees you as a friend, as well as how he's hesitant on closing the gap between you and him.

Character: Geto Suguru x reader

Series: Let's Meet in the Spring (SaShiSu x reader)

Notes: Fluff, some angst, pining and some swearing. Continuation/part 2 of First Impressions, but more from Geto's viewpoint.

The first thing Geto Suguru thought when he met you, was that you were not what he expected you to be. Instead of being the gloomiest version of yourself with a strong curse haunting you and sucking your life force, you were instead looking a bit tired, a smile on your face as you let them into your home after finding out they had come after you contacted your local elders in regards to strange things happening in your house and around it.

Geto & Gojo were dispatched for the mission, as it was classified as a grade 2 curse. However, once they arrived at the scene with the Windows, they knew instantly it wasn't a grade 2, and that it had become a grade 1 curse already, maybe even becoming higher. It had grown so much already, in the short time they had received the information a week ago, to now? This was the main reason both of them were given the mission.

Regardless of how normal, albeit tired, you looked, the ominous feel of the house was strong, so they had their guards up. Gojo even used his six eyes to assess the situation, but the high concentration of cursed energy made him wonder aloud what your real situation was. It was abnormal.

What made things even more abnormal was that you didn't suffer from side effects other non-sorcerers would normally - they had an inkling you weren't just a normal person. And they wanted to find out what you were if not a non-sorcerer.

The two wondered if you were cursed by someone on accident, or if it was something else? Even with Gojo's six eyes, it was difficult to acertain which was the cause.

"So, am I cursed?" You sat down after serving them tea, bringing over sugar cubes after being requested by from the white haired teen.

It came out of your mouth so easily, Geto wondered if you already knew.

"Either you were cursed, or a curse latched onto you by accident. It's either of the two." Gojo plopped 3 sugar cubes into his tea and mixed, sipping it almost straightaway.

You had an impassive expression at the news, as if you already knew what the answer was. Geto took note of it as something to question at a later time. What they needed now was answers about how this came to be.

"Do you remember how long ago it was when this started happening?" Geto asked. It would give them a good timeline to see how fast the curse grew, since it was abnormal.

"I can't remember..." You thought for a moment, unsure. "It wasn't a long time ago, maybe at the start of the year?" You heaved out an heavy breath, one that didn't go unnoticed by the boys.

Then, another, and another, and another.

Geto & Gojo exchanged looks as your expression slowly started to turn tired, sleepy, and you were literally about to fall asleep. They could also feel the area around them shrink, closing in on them like falling into a trap in a game, and the walls were going to crush them.

The curse was trying to eat them.

Gojo put down his cup of tea, letting out a little chuckle at the situation. It seemed like they went straight into the curse's stomach when they entered the house. "I'll blast it from the inside."

Geto nodded once, knowing it'll be better to get out of the way before Gojo unleashes his technique, preferring to take a scour of the area and make sure there weren't going to be any casualties.

"Make sure to take them with you." Geto pointed to you, who was halfway between nodding off and being awake, trying your best to not fall asleep.

"Yeah, yeah."

"You can't hold them like a plastic bag, Satoru." Geto chided, giving him a raised eyebrow as he sighed at your situation. Gojo had held you by the back of your shirt, and with his height, you were just dangling in the air with your arms and legs curled like a cat, scared he'd drop you.

"Then you carry them!" Gojo threw you to Geto, ignoring the yelp you let out after he released you.

Thankfully, Suguru caught you easily, scolding his best friend yet again at his thoughtless behaviour.

"We're done here." Gojo was sure you weren't hurt, apart from your leg that was bleeding, but whatever. The curse was eradicated, the surrounding areas weren't 100% destroyed, and the mission is a success.

Suguru wasn't able to get the curse as a part of his collection, citing that it already had a master, so Gojo just destroyed it instead.

Who the master was, they could hazard a guess - it was you. But you had no idea what this meant, since you never owned the curse to begin with, nor had any will to.

Satoru called the Windows nearby to clean up the mess and finish off the mission, while Geto tended to you.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, eyes kind as he glanced at your leg. It was bleeding, but the blood had coagulated so it didn't seem to be bleeding out any further.

"Leg hurts...but otherwise, good I guess...?" You weren't too sure what was happening since you were coming in and out of your dazed state, but seeing a beautiful face up close was definitely a blessing and you enjoyed it very much.

It didn't go unnoticed by Suguru as he watched you just stare at him, no answer to give. It was quite funny since he could see you admiring his face, but he'll leave the teasing for another time.

"Let's get you to Shoko. She can help heal your leg up." He easily walked around with you in a princess carry position, but for ease of travel, he got out a curse that could fly, and arrived back at Jujutsu High after Satoru had talked to the Windows.

"...and so she'll stay here." Yaga had explained the situation to everyone present in the morgue, citing you being a new student. You were able to see curses after all, and after some thorough examinations, it seemed your cursed energy output streams were blocked, so they were aiming to change that.

Geto Suguru found you cute even after you were able to start with them at Jujutsu High. It was easy to tease you, and even easier to make you flustered. He did care more for his words afterwards, making sure not to be too mean or too blunt since he didn't want to scare you away. But the longer he knew you, the more cracks appeared in the carefully curated facade broke, and he was soon his unbridled self.

It was entertaining, when he blew in your ear whenever you were hugging, or when he whispered something in your ear, he would feel you tense up and shiver, making him want to laugh at the reaction. It was even funnier when he was hugging you - it was intimate but you guys were close friends, so what was the matter?

The only time you ran away from him was when he teased you about your first meeting and how you ogled his face the whole time, and it made you so humiliated you avoided him for 3 days, mimicking what Gojo did when you embarrassed him.

When Satoru found out about it, he teased you relentlessly and laughed in your face.

What an asshole.

Though, it was incredibly amusing to Suguru, and your reactions to him were priceless. He wanted to keep it that way, and everyday he looked forward to seeing a reaction from you. Each and every expression illicited a different feeling from within him, and he didn't know if he was entertained, or if there was something else stirring up inside him.

It was when you made up with him that he started to become more familiar with you, ignoring the little jabs from Satoru & Shoko about him being a sadist towards you (he was in denial for a week), in which he would internally agree, but also retort back that Shoko had it worse.

But it was also just a pleasure to hang out with you, and he knew he could be himself, accepted as he was, whenever he was with you.

Whether it be when he braided your hair, when he shared music and book recommendations, when he picked you up from the train station when he was nearby (sometimes he wasn't, but he just wanted to see you), when he ruffled your hair, when you cuddled when he wasn't sleeping well or vice versa, or when he shared his food - there wasn't a time when he felt he wasn't invited into your spaces, and he was incredibly grateful to you for being another solid foundation he could rely on.

He was a very soft man inside - and his actions did showcase the softness people wouldn't expect him to have, and it shocked even himself at how he was towards you.

For example, he makes every excuse to be close to you - when he presses his forehead against yours during nights of insomnia, or when you're having a troubled time, he's giving you a tight hug. When you're studying together with him to make sure your grades don't fall behind, and when you're able to finally solve that question that required all your brain power (and one that Geto could easily solve, but still spent time with you since he wanted to see you finish it), he's giving your cheeks a pull, and a celebratory high 5 and cheering. Fun times like these he wished it could last forever. It's even better with the others, too.

Even when you learned martial arts from him, he taught you in a good way - like how a good teacher would, if you will. Satoru and Shoko weren't able to teach well or left out a lot of important information, so you opted for Suguru to teach you everything from martial arts to weapons handling. It was even a running gag between the two of you that Satoru wouldn't ever be able to become a proper teacher without having to fabricate his teaching license, in which he would pop up out of nowhere and complain about you both bullying him.

And when he realised a certain feeling bubbling inside his chest whenever he thought of you, he pushed the feeling aside and ignored it, allowing it to fester in the depths of his heart.

This bitch doesn't know he's already super whipped.

It was when you were assigned to be Suguru's assistant to a mission, given by one of the elders you despised the most, that he couldn't stand the thought of losing you.

When he carried you to the morgue with his fastest curse, he was terrified. He was terrified of losing you, terrified of a life without you, and didn't know if he'd be able to live without having you around.

The whole time he held you, he made sure you stayed awake, or at least responsive in one way or another. He didn't want you to cross over yet. You were too young to die, and from an experiment of sorts from the higher ups, especially that one who always tried to fuck you over.

And when he managed to get you to Shoko in one piece, the panic he held in his voice was the first she's ever heard from him, and she knew it was serious. And for Shoko, it was the first time Suguru had seen her furious - the angriest he'd seen her, but she surprisingly remained by your side, healing you instead of throwing hands at the higher ups.

You were still conscious, but after a short time at the morgue and hearing Suguru and Satoru argue with Yaga and the elder who had assigned the mission, you had drifted off to an unconscious state for a few days.

Those few days weren't normal. Your best friends visited you or stayed with you the whole time, and soft touches to your face or forehead could be felt on your end - it was like you were dreaming, and felt incredibly light.

Geto Suguru couldn't get over how he wasn't able to properly help you on the mission. He was a special grade, and had incredibly high levels of potential danger. As for you, you were his assistant for this mission and was a newly appointed grade 2 sorcerer after learning to use the cursed energy you were able to extract. There was a vast difference in ability and it made Geto wonder why the elders made you go on that mission.

But after the mission, he knew why. That specific elder planned it on purpose - he wanted you to activate your cursed energy fully through a life or death situation, and what better way to do it with the supervision of a special grade sorcerer? He realised he was used like a pawn on a chessboard, and he loathed it.

Did that elder not know that suddenly unleashing a person's cursed energy output levels would bring them to a life or death situation? And with such a high concentration in your body, you wouldn't be able to take it.

And that's exactly what happened.

He didn't want to think it, but he was even surprised you made it out alive, and he hated how the thought crossed his mind.

Suguru cursed the elders, cursed the system and absolutely hated whatever caused you harm. He had it a little easier but harder in some senses, but he always felt you had the short end of the stick when it came to Jujutsu related things, and it didn't sit well with him. He was torn in letting you become a stronger Jujutsu sorcerer or for you to stop being one altogether so you would be safe. He didn't know which one he wanted you to be.

But that wasn't his decision.

Geto Suguru commutes to school, so he doesn't stay at the dorms full time. He does use the facilities the school offers, and stays over on a frequent basis due to late nights or if he didn't want to go home. It's not that he didn't want to see his parents, but he wanted to stay with you.

It was something that happened little by little over time, but in the end he just ended up halving his stays at your dorm and at his home, and half of his clothes are there in whatever space you had.

Even Satoru and Shoko's clothes were there, and they were both commuting to school as well.

Sometimes they'd all stay in your room, and as you were one of the only students who stayed in the dorms apart from the established sorcerers and older students, it was lonely for you to not have some of your friends for a longer period of time, especially if they had missions. Shoko was another constant visitor, and it helped ease his mind when he knew you weren't alone.

And when you sleepily told him one time you were grateful for him and listed a few of the things you've noticed him do, his heart skipped a beat, and he knew then and there he had to do whatever it took to never show his feelings for you on his face.

He buried it inside and didn't want to destroy the close friendship you two had - he was content just being by your side and bathing in your presence.

Shoko would probably laugh at him.

When you fell asleep after those heartwarming words, he couldn't help but let out a bittersweet smile, bumping his forehead against yours for a few seconds longer than intent, eyes closed, before going to sleep, facing you.

Geto Suguru didn't want to worry you, but he knew you worried about him through your actions. It was through the words you spoke to him, the care you put into anything related to your closest friends, that he figured you cared a lot more than you brought on.

And that's what made him hesitant to hold the hand that has always been outstretched to him.

It was ready for the taking, your soft hands waiting for him to put his on top.

But he couldn't bring himself to. If he did, it meant he would be weighing his worries down on you, and he didn't want that. He didn't want to burden you, nor Satoru or Shoko about his problems.

But that hand was always there, and it caressed his cheeks and patted his back when he needed it, always inviting him into their embrace.

Time after time, you were there to let him know he wasn't alone. He was the strongest with Satoru, but with you, he's just Suguru, stripped away of all his titles, curses and achievements.

As long as you were there, unwavering, strong and steady, he wouldn't need to worry. At least, on the surface. If anything, he was worried that, if his worries weigh on you, would you no longer be the unwavering, strong and steady person you were? Would you change?

He didn't know, and that's what scared him.

But even so, he yearned for more, and slowly, albeit slowly, he would reach towards you, hesitantly testing the waters, making sure it stayed still, and there were no disturbances.

But what were the chances? The waters would never stay still.

A ripple would cause his heart to swell whenever he thought of you, and it gave him more than enough courage to wish and ask for more.

And maybe, just maybe, he would intertwine his hand with yours, pulling you to him and bringing you into a tight embrace, a whisper in your ear promising he won't let go.

If he was going to gamble on it, he'd go all in.

A/N: This is a continuation of the first part and more from Geto's POV. I'm legit so proud of how I ended this fic omg <3

If you want the full scope of the small things happening, they're also mentioned in Gojo and Shoko's fics!

[konohagakurekakashi]

sensei, can you tell me what you do when you don't wanna do something but you know you have to? I have to exercise and I'm tired so 👉🏼👈🏼 do you have any motivation?

A conundrum as old as time.

I believe that it all comes down to setting attainable goals. Jōnin-sensei don't do the 'introduction and goals exercise' the first time they meet their subordinates just for shits and giggles. It's so they can acertain what their young charges want in life and what they can teach them to better themselves so they can reach those goals and then some. Goals may change over time as the shinobi develops, but it remains important to always have them so you never lose sight of what you can and must achieve. For your sake, your teammates' sake and the sake of your village.

With that said, get up and do ten laps around the village Anon-chan. A shinobi can rest when they're dead.

[drakebigshep]

Awful NPCs that my party loved

First, they're currently venturing the Earth Plane and I managed to squeeze both in a single session and my players loved them. Never be afraid to take inspiration from your favorite TV shows.

TL;DR a cabbage merchant riff that was a warlock to Juiblex and a boss of a smaller story arc and a brass dragon who has nobody to talk to so he's clinging to the party like velco.

First The Vegetable Merchant. A human man who, while originally a humble merchant, grew tired of his goods constantly rotting from lack of sales, or being destroyed. He saught power from Juiblex, embracing a pact. Serve under him and spy on acertain group (the players) and he'll give him the skills and charm to sell his produce like they were fancy carpets. It was mostly mind control stuff. He ended up being the boss encounter of a high-stakes fight and most of his spells were stuff like fireball/delayed blast fireball, tidal wave, wall of water, etc. all reskinned to the green and black ooze of juiblex. Our barb picked up one of his own cabbages and used it as an improvised weapon to finish him off. Before he exploded into ooze. As one does.

Second A brass dragon the party found in the plane (IDK if brass dragons actually live there but it made sense in my head at the time on a random encounter and my party liked it so fuck it, rolling with it) of Earth that flew overhead in the night. In the morning he was basically just there staring at the party with a smile. He's been incredibly lonely with nobody to talk to- he's ancient but has spent over 200 years in near isolation with only a single person who would entertain a conversation with him. He is now following hte party around like a lost puppy, asking for tales of their travels and basically being gigantic friend. He knows a bunch of Earth and Illusion spells as he would use them to make fake friends to talk to to ease his isolation. I plan to have him as a reoccurring character to show up and badger the party with questions and maybe occasionally offer trade. He's basically Goo from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends and they want to take him home back to the material plane.

[sophie-frm-mars]

Ben Shapiro enters his willy wonka era

Disclaimer: Ben Shapiro is a morally bankrupt shitheel who hates women and he doesn't deserve the oxygen of publicity, but this fucking thing has given me brainworms and I need to smoke them out.

Okay so 2023 is doing something AMAZING to the brains of celebrity reactionaries. First Jordan Peterson wore his "twitter suit" with a matching tie that has "little elon musk heads" on it, most aptly described by Sam Seder as JBP entering his "willy wonka era"

But this morning I wake up to see that everyone's favourite facts and logic boy Ben Shapiro has created this fucking monstrosity. This rube goldberg machine of political "science". This mousetrap-ass load of bullshit. I have to conclude that Shapiro is also entering his Wonka era.

So what the fuck is going on here?

Benny has concocted from his powerful mind a formula for determining "governmental legitimacy" which is just such a beautiful artefact of who Ben Shapiro, as opposed to his colleagues, truly is. Clearly the dream of the Intellectual Dark Web never went away, and while others realise that their role within the fetid reanimated corpse of modern conservatism is to troll and clown their way through towards their political vision, Shapiro thinks he's doing real serious business here.

So we're going to use maths to acertain a quality that is by definition subjective. Legitimacy is going to be nil if you consider a government ideologically abhorrent, and if you're a party zealot who believes with total burning passion in the project of the current administration, legitimacy is going to be absolute. That's just fantastic. I love maths. I did my maths A Level two years early. I can't wait to dive in here and learn some maths with Mr. Ben Ass P-word

So the factors in the equation: he uses social solidarity (S), the responsiveness of the government to citizens (R), the "avoidability" of the government (A) which isn't as silly as it sounds to begin with, the efficacy of the government or its ability to implement (I) what it means to do, and all of that is divided by the violation of people's rights (V), the strictness of the laws or regulations (R') and lastly the force used to maintain those laws, or as Shapiro has it the aggressiveness (A').

I'm gonna work backwards through these factors because I think we'll have more fun that way, but I wanna say first that although Shapiro's purpose in producing this abomination is in trying to make it look like you can scientifically determine the legitimacy of a government in a numerical figure, sometimes equations in science are produced not to use exact units or even perform the calculation in them but to get us to agree on the factors that are involved in constituting something like "governmental legitimacy". I wanna say secondly that only a conservative hyperfreak of Ben's calibur could think "governmental legitimacy" is really the Big Political Question of our current moment. Thirdly I'll just say that if you were going to try to make this calculation, the fact that no part of this equation measures how closely the ideology of the government matches the desires of the population (I know, how would you even) or how legally the government's mandate was obtained (again, a nightmare) is just, basically pretty funny.

Okay

Aggressiveness (A') is a reasonably quantifiable factor. We could measure the police budgets per capita that are put towards militarisation, the number of incidents of police brutality supposing we could get non-state reporting on that, the number of police, perhaps a weighted scale of different policing tactics. However, there's already a problem observable in the real world: policing is not uniform. Police brutality, more militaristic policing, more extreme tactics and even vitally where the police are deployed is highly racialised, differentiated by class strata, and as is readily apparent in the imperial core right now, even partisan as police are far more likely to consider leftist protest or disruption to be a serious threat than its right wing counterparts.

Regulations (R') seems theoretically quantifiable, and there are others who have tried to quantify how strict and authoritarian the policy environment created by a government is. We're gonna keep coming back to this same problem though: legitimacy is subjective and if an entire population were absolutely A-OK with being surveilled, jailed, brutalised, taxed, banned, prohibited, spanked and spit on by the state, and they'd voted the government in with a landslide majority to try and do it to em as nasty as possible, many would argue that would be a legitimate government.

Violation (V) of people's rights is again theoretically quantifiable, but which rights, and whose? because Ben Shapiro believes that abortion is murder, and believes that someone's rights are being violated whenever an abortion is performed. Not only that but he has also argued in several places that the pregnant person is being let down by society when they get an abortion because they deserve instead to have support to have and raise the baby, or be able to put the baby up for adoption confident in the quality of life that the child will receive. If you think abortion is murder, the "violation of rights" alone will make the denominator of this fraction absolutely enormous and, unsurprisingly, make the legitimacy of any government that allows abortion to be practiced very very low. Would you look at that, it's like legitimacy is subjective or something waow

Implementation (I) of the things that the government intends to do is actually pretty quantifiable but we need a coefficient attached to implementation here, right? One that can swing positive or negative, that tells us how well the government aligns with the will of the people, because a very effective government that does the opposite of what the people want is more illegitimate than an ineffective government that intends to do what the people want. Maybe that's in Shapiro's definition to begin with, an implementation of what the people want.

Avoidability (A) is actually a very fun and interesting metric for citizen consent. Can people leave if they don't like what the government is doing. I don't actually disagree with the idea of this factor relating to legitimacy at all, and I think it's a fairly decent point, although I'd prefer to see it factor in the possibility of living outside of government jurisdiction within the territory of the state, as well as weighing up the ability to engage partially with state jurisdiction, which would be a much more robust way of understanding "avoidability". Shapiro just defines it like "if people don't like the government they should move", and what can I say but

In all seriousness that opens up a whole second world of "avoidability" right? Like what resources do people have, how mobile are they, can they bring their belongings, resources, family with them if they decide to exercise this right to exit? We can't simply measure the number of emigrants from a country to see how many people "didn't consent" to the government there, because there are all sorts of reasons you wouldn't want to simply move country if you didn't agree with the legitimacy of the government. I'm a trans woman living in Britain and I have to constantly assess and reassess the balance between how much government policy could ruin my life and the enormous weight, cost, effort, alienation, distress and time lost if I had to move country.

Responsiveness(R) is pretty funny to me, because like... responding to what? If I write my local MP to ask for gay space communism and they throw my letter in the bin, they aren't at all responsive to my needs, but like, should they be? Or rather, should they be expected to be? Moreover if they reply and explain that Rishi Sunak isn't amenable to sucking and fucking aboard the starship enterprise, or reply and lie to me and say that it's totally gonna happen if I just vote Labour at the next election, is that responsiveness? If I'm on a waiting list for healthcare, and I write an official complaint to the government body responsible, and they write back telling me I'm not going to get treatment any sooner but they're working on it, is that responsiveness? Okay, supposing responsiveness is quantified in a scale of how quickly and effectively a government directly implements what the citizens ask it to do, we again arrive at the questions of "which" and "who". If our government has a massive majority support and most people are really happy with what they're doing, then the vast majority of complaints and expressed desires from the population will come from the political minority. If the government responds to those requests and implements the will of the political minority, they'll probably become immediately hysterically unpopular, but check this out: then the political majority who previously supported them will start to complain, and then, being a hyper-responsive government, they'll implement very effectively what they've been asked to do, and then the original complaints will return, which they'll respond to, and on and on and on. So the most responsive government imaginable is actually a government that basically everyone would consider illegitimate because they'd appear to be spineless and fickle. This is such a metric I'm actually laughing out loud writing this

Social solidarity (S) is so fascinating. So fascinating. Shapiro explains that a measure of lack of social solidarity is that people will vote for their candidate essentially just to offend their neighbour. I'm not gonna even really engage with this argument pretty much constructed to pander to "Biden stole the election" conspiracy theorists, but rather I wanna talk about how interesting it is that a far-right pundit, religious fanatic and some-time conservative pseudo-libertarian like Ben would use "solidarity" as a positive factor in constructing his model of legitimacy. Again, if we imagine extremes of this, it doesn't work in his calculation at all. A population with extreme social solidarity may well support an authoritarian regime that is constantly refining the vile machinery of necropolitics, or it may be that the population has solidarity because they have raised group consciousness in response to their oppression by the government, so two easy conceptions of social solidarity instantly give opposite outcomes in terms of governmental legitimacy.

What's really interesting to me is how this social solidarity metric fits into the way that people like Ben construct racist propaganda about China. The underpinning myth of China in American conservative propaganda is as a place where the population is in total agreement about the legitimacy and mandate of the ruling party (although in reality this is obviously far from true) and that basis of "mob rule" allows the CCP to persecute political minorities without repercussions. If the picture that American conservatives paint of China were true, the CCP would be an extremely legitimate government at least on this one metric. What Ben has accidentally stumbled upon with his social solidarity metric is a conception of authentic democracy which is, far beyond his ability to assess and analyse, the perfect opposite of his entire political project. If people get together to discuss their problems, to raise group consciousness, to debate and discuss and agree on how they would like the world they live in to function, and then form a government based on their social solidarity, or form no government based on their solidarity and live through direct democracy for that matter, then Ben is saying, that would be a very legitimate political project. Workers of the world unite, says comrade Shapiro

[t1bb1zoey]

Okay, I've had time to process and internalize the TianShan kiss (A KISS OMFG!!!!!!).

I have many thoughts about this chapter in general, so before the TianShan stuff ...

First half of Chapter Thoughts:

So when the chapter begins, we have the aftermath of the fight. I do not care where they have dragged She Li off to, and I also do not care (for now) how He Cheng is going to acertain that She Li is no longer an issue to Jian Yi (and by extension, Mo) again. Like, how has She Li been totally defeated? What threats will be made to keep him away? They still go to the same school afterall, and She Li is a psychopath. It was always my understanding that She Li was sort of a low ranking underling to someone somewhere higher up on the mafia food chain. He comes from a rich household like He Tian, so I assumed his family had ties to the mafia too somehow. But He Cheng reassures Mr. Jian that it was just kids fighting and nothing to do with "the other side".

WHO IS THE OTHER SIDE THEN? Folks, we've got a bigger enemy coming up in the story or something. If there are people from the other side looking to harm Jian Yi or He Tian, and He Cheng considers She Li to be just "kid stuff", imagine how bad this new enemy will be. I guess the She Li scare is going to mean that Jian Yi has to go away now for his own safety and so he can learn how to defend himself properly. This has proven that Jian Yi is not as capable as He Tian is when push comes to shove. He Tian can hold his own for a bit against even multiple adults, but poor Jian Yi didn't stand a chance.

Mrs. Jian thanks Zhan for always looking after Jian Yi, and it is a sweet moment, but I can't help but feel like this is her way of saying "thanks for everything, but he doesn't concern you anymore. Time for him to come home." Zhan is going to be devastated. They've been together since they were kids. I wonder if he joins the police force so he can better protect Jian Yi from his enemies? I wonder if Zhan being an officer will effect their relationship in the future, since Jian Yi is pretty much set to inherit the mafia kingdom. There's gonna be tension on what's right and wrong, I'm sure. I don't know if Zhan can accept darkness the way Mo can. Mo's life hasn't been kind, and he blames himself for the death of a man, so of course he can accept He Tian. But of Jian Yi returns to Zhan as a darker version of himself, I don't know how Zhan would handle the change. We all love Jian Yi because he is honorable and wishes to protect his loved ones no matter what. What if that will to protect becomes less honorable? What if Jian Yi is taught the same lesson He Tian is: that you have to give into the darkness if you are truly going to protect anyone. Jian Yi tried talking to She Li at first before he was beaten. He hasn't fallen into the darkness yet, but under Qiu and his father's tutelage, that could change. Being away from Zhan may change him too, since Zhan has always encouraged him to be soft around him, as we saw in this chapter. Jian Yi doesn't have to be a "tough man" around Zhan. I guess we'll see.

And speaking of falling into darkness ...

The TianShan Stuff:

Again, we see Mo and He Tian after the fight. Mo's just standing there watching He Tian get patched up and have pain killers injected into him because he's had his hand stabbed through and because he was punching the ever loving shit out of She Li. His hands must be pretty fucked up, and no doubt Mo is feeling MANY THINGS watching He Tian get bandaged.

Mo asking him where he's going after this was so touching to me. It's like he was anxious He Tian was going to run off again. Mo two chapters ago was running around like crazy trying to find him. They've been nearly inseparable ever since Mo was jumped by She Li, so I think He Tian suddenly being gone is a disturbing thought to Mo. Also, I think it's important to Mo that He Tian be taken care of at this moment.

I've seen a lot of people saying He Tian is so depressed this chapter because he knows he has to leave Mo soon, but I think it's so much more than that, if you can believe it. He Tian has basically given up his soul in that last chapter. He's admitted, by turning to his family for help, that he can't be independent the way he was dreaming he could be a few chapters ago.

In the hotel room while spooning Mo, he told him "I'm going to find a way to give you a good life." He had wanted to do that on his own, and even asked Mo what he could do to earn money. He Tian was dreaming that he was OUT. He could be with Mo and live an honest life. It didn't matter if he was rich or not. He has Mo, and that's all he'll ever need. But that's not the reality of his situation. In the hospital, He Tian told Mo he was wrong to think he could protect anyone with his own bare hands. Without his family's influence, money, and resources, He Tian cannot protect Mo from the cruelty of their world. Bad things happen to Mo all the time because he is a genuinely good person. He is a magnet that draws bad people because of how good he is, and He Tian knows he can't protect Mo properly from all these evils if he doesn't have any influence or power. Without the fear his family uses to intimidate their enemies, how would She Li ever leave Mo alone? Or the "other side", who probably framed Mo's dad for some heinous crime. Mo and his family will always be preyed upon unless they have someone big and mean to keep the evil at bay. He Tian has realized he has to give into the darkness, the thing he is terrified of, if he is to keep Mo safe. The darkness isn't just literal dark, but the actual mindset and actions he knows he has to partake in if he is going to make any improvements on Mo's life. The darkness in his room or in his nightmares reminds him of this oppressive feeling, of the look in his brother's eyes when he has just done something dark.

So He Tian isn't just dealing with being taken away from Mo and his two best friends, the only people he lights up around or is even remotely real with (he pretends to be something else to teachers and to other students), but he's also dealing with the fact that he has sold his soul to his father in order to protect Mo. Not to mention he's hurt and he's exhausted. He just lived through a crazy night where he ran back and forth from the hospital, once with Jian Yi on his back, and then fought a bunch of dudes. And he's just so tired and so sad, but HE'S TRYING TO KEEP IT TOGETHER. He keeps smiling at Mo, and when he catches Mo looking at him in concern he's quick to reassure Mo that the soup is delicious and he's a-okay

and that just fucking BREAKS Mo.

He Tian has been very strong for Mo all this time, and I think Mo is just overwhelmed that He Tian fucking loves him this much, and then I think he has realized that he loves him too. I think they skipped over the "we're dating" business and cut straight to love. There is no other explanation for why Mo is just so suddenly compelled to grab He Tian and drag him to his room so he can have a moment of closeness and connection with him like they've never had before. Some people are saying this is their first official kiss, which confuses me because I thought they kissed after Mo was beaten up? But either way, He Tian initiated that one. This one was ALL MO, and you could just really feel that he wanted to express his love for He Tian there. He wanted He Tian to know that whatever was running through his head, they can deal with it together and Mo's going to be there for him the way He Tian was always there for Mo. And I think he did just want to kiss the hell out of He Tian, because OF COURSE HE DOES, THAT BOY JUST WENT TO WAR FOR HIM, AND HE WON!!

I love how He Tian just waits and lets Mo do whatever he feels comfortable doing, and even though Mo is afraid and shaking because THERE'S NO GOING BACK NOW, YOU'RE GAY, MY MAN, he goes for it, because he just won't deny his feelings anymore, or He Tian's for that matter. It's all out in the open now. They've like, beared their souls to each other. It's crazy how madly in love they keep falling. In comparison to ZhanYi, which is a crazy slow burn but a profound sort of love grounded in friendship, TianShan is just 100% passion. It's just as profound a love, but look at where they've come in a short amount of time (in the world of the manuha, anyway!). In story, it's been what since they first met, a few months? And they've just done so much more physically than ZhanYi has. Maybe even emotionally, because these two are just all feelings all the time. They even have had arguments that were explosive. Their love is just so different and just turned up to 100 all the damn time, and I love it so much.

Mo explicitly showing He Tian he's going to be there for him and he loves him back is so heartbreaking when you remember he doesn't really know for certain He Tian is leaving yet. He thinks they're going to deal with He Tian's trauma from this together, but he still doesn't understand just how much He Tian has sacrificed to make sure Mo is protected. It's devastating that the moment Mo opens up fully, He Tian is going to be wrenched away.

I'm depressed just thinking of it. Ughhhh.

Anyway, those are my thoughts. I'm never going to recover from that kiss, and that was in fact A DANG KISS, AND EVERYONE KNOWS IT! FUCK CENSORSHIP.

[transingthoseformers]

Optimus and Megatron looked at each other their paint smears and their armies. They are both blushing and venting heavily.

"We shall never speak of this again, Megatron."

"On this we agree, Prime!"

And out from left feild two wrenches conect with the helms of the leaders of the two factions. "Not untill after we scan for ITVs and newsparks you two afthelms!" Ratchet bellowed more wrenchs brandished like shrikun.

"And I want the helm and array of whoever thought it would be a good idea to ruffie both factions!" Starscream screached.

"It would be most efficient to make a joint inquiry and punishment," Prowl added.

"Soundwave: Concurs, acertain culprit and damages. Then Never speak of this again."

Yes

Yessss

They will speak of this again, we know it.

Ratty's right though, and it's amazing to see him bring both of the faction leaders to heel.

Mmmhm and we watch as they hunt down who is at fault (we know it's Shockwave but do they know it was?)

[lefetfritos]

hi ive seen ur stuff pop up whenever i search for half-life things and the tags always make me throw my head back. im so curious. may i ask what the portal to hell au is about. i mean this in a positive way i promise.

HI! YEAH! THIS IS GONNA BE A LONG POST

The portal to hell au was orignaly meant to just be an au fully combing portal and half life instead of there just being a few refrences to each other like in the game, but i also wanted an excuse to use a specific g-man design i made

The main premise of the au is that chell replaces gordons role in half life two because portal 2 happens around the same time gordon would normally get out of stasis in hl2.

Gordon is fully working under g-man along side adrian and never fully gets let out of stasis. The only reason g-man even employed gordon was because he knew gordon was wallaces kid, and g-man hates wallace.

Gordon never takes up any role in the resistance, and the only reason hes fighting against the combine and wallace is for g-man. Chell does take up a role in the resistance however and completeley takes the role of what gordon does in hl2.

And for the final sibling, john, his role is similae to barneys except while alot nicer than the other combine, hes not undercover for the resistance in anyway, but does support them. He eventually does completeley stop working for the combine and joins the resistance after chell is able to convince him however.

I also wanted to give wallace a reason to become the representative for humanity. Instead of him just being the manipulative asshole like he is in the game (he still kind of is one but thats besides the point) i wanted to make it so he had someone pressuring him into taking that role, so i gave him a dad.

His dad , William Breen (not a permanet name) only wanted wallace to take his job and continue the “family tradition” of becoming a higher up at black mesa, but wallace didnt really want that, which is where g-man comes in.

Gene (G-man) and wallace had been friends since highschool, and Gene had always known how bad wallaces dad was, so while they were together one day, Gene had wanted wallace to run away with him and their friends to get away from their parents. Wallace had to think about it but that gave his dad time to manipulate wallace into killing Gene.

Wallaces dad made Wallace push Gene into a expieremental teleporter, since it was thought that going into it would kill the person inside of it, it didnt how ever.

The teleporter completeley ripped out Genes soul, making him take on a kind of shadowy figure with no real physical form. He spent years in what looks like just a black void until he eventually figured out how to give himself a physical form. Hes able to control how he looks, so he gave himself kind of an uncanny look. While hes in this form where he actually has acertain look, hes no able to show emotions, so almost every emotion he shows, he has to show through the shadowy form.

The only other thing i can think to talk about is rose and wallace. Rose met wallace in a bar in 1969, a year after the teleporter incident. Wallace immediately adored rose but was terrified to talk to her.

He eventually saw her again at meetings that black mesa and apeture science had (before that whole dumbass rivalry started) and only talked to her because judith pushed him to.

They started dating a few weeks later, and eventually got married in 1971 during september. Rose eventually ended up having gordon on may of 1972, then chell in october of 1974, and finally john in april of 1977.

Both wallace and rose were amazing parents, and wallace didnt start becoming absent until rose disapeared in 1985.

Wallace was in a horrible place after rose disapeared, she was the only thing keeping him together. He tried his best to provide for his kids but becuase he was barely getting paid by his dad, and was not at home 99% percent of the time due to being at black mesa working under his dad, his kids grew to not like him and resented him.

Wallaces dad took rose disapearing as a way to manipulate wallace even more, causing him to become more of an asshole. He eventually even manipulated wallace into getting “enhancements” that caused wallace to stop aging and not be fully human anymore like him in 1987.

Thats kind of all i can remember right now smiles