#after all this time i finally found the 5th image

[uselessalexis165]

tried making some ttte memes (305)

featuring @bluy1206 ocs

[fazedlight]

Do-Over (supercorp ficlet, 100th episode angst, no plot impact after)

Rao, I can’t believe we did it.

She had nearly given up, after the last timeline - she could still feel the sting of kryptonite in her veins, the harrowing image in her mind of the green stone in Lena’s chest, as she refused to fight her. “Then you will die screaming.”

But the odds of another world like that - where Lena used 5th dimensional magic, blocking Mxy out - was low. So after Kara caught her breath and shook off her nerves, they decided to give it another few goes.

They hit it in the very next shot. Kara had decided to jump forward again, meeting Lena just after an uncomfortable incident in the elevator to Sam’s apartment - “I can never trust her again” - and giving her the truth. And Lena had been pissed, at first. But over the course of the timeline, she thawed. Kara and Mxy found themselves watching a movie night, Kara’s head in Lena’s lap as Lena gently scritched the blonde’s hair, Kara dozing off in the middle of the second Pirates of the Caribbean. 

“This is it,” Kara said, delighted as she turned back to Mxy. “She doesn’t hate me! No one died! This is it-”

But Kara cut off suddenly, watching the screen with widening eyes, as a sheepish and fond confession fell from Lena’s lips. And she found herself a voyeur to her own dreams, watching herself as this other Kara sat up, cheeks turning a bright pink with her own confession, before the two women’s lips gently met.

“Turn it off,” Kara said, jumping off the couch and turning away from the television. “Turn it off, Mxy.” “But this-” Mxy stuttered, confused. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

Yes, Kara thought to herself, overwhelming anguish ripping through her body. Because it was everything. Everything that could’ve and should’ve happened.

Had she not been such a fool.

It was a misguided endeavor, she realized now. She could’ve ignored her misgivings, for a time anyway. Embrace a reality where she and Lena were friends again, where she had never hurt her, or at least not driven her so far.

But the pit of nausea in Kara’s stomach grew. Because the idea of being in Lena’s arms, being in her bed, feeling her wanting body, without Lena ever knowing what Kara had done, suddenly felt anathema. It wouldn’t be real. It would simply be Kara taking advantage of her again, far worse than before.

“I’m keeping the real timeline,” Kara said brokenly. “I can’t… I can’t run from this. I- I don’t know how I’m going to fix this. But I can’t undo my mistakes like this.”

Mxy’s eyes gentled at the turned-away kryptonian, holding back a sigh of relief as he snapped his fingers, the projector and reels of film and popcorn dissipating back to his dimension. It was ironic, really, that all of his fake timelines had only made the kryptonian dig in her heels, eager to find something that actually worked. But the one real timeline he had them glimpse - back on Earth-413, before the Crisis - was the one that led to her finally accepting that she couldn’t change time.

Which was great, because neither could he.

Kara took a deep, steadying breath, turning back to Mxy. “I know it didn’t turn out the way we expected,” Kara said, handing back Mxy’s recorder with his backwards-recorded name. “But you still helped me, Mxy. Now I know the only way out is through.”

The kryptonian stood - sad, but hopeful again - and Mxy gave a small smile. As with so much of the mystery of the universe, he couldn’t say how or when Kara and Lena would find their way. He only knew that they would.

“It’s true what you said, Kara,” Mxy said, thinking of the words the woman in front of him had said, not all that long ago. That’s all this endeavor was, really, returning that favor. “Magic can’t be forced. It has to be found.” And it will.

[meyrinn-revery]

What we have done...

Notes : This writing comes from my Hogwarts Legacy story We had it all available on Wattpad in English and French (Nous avions tout). Enjoy !

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Synopsis of the story : ' All my life I've been heading for hell, but never had I thought I'd drag you down as well ' - Sebastian Sallow

' They sold their hearts for diamonds and gold. I refuse to go down the same path as them. You and I have everything. ' -Omnis Gaunt

❗Warning : Hogwarts Legacy game spoilers❗

Y/n is a young witch who entered Hogwarts in the 5th year, and who found her place among the Slytherins. Between her many outings to explore the surroundings of the castle, or her fights against poachers, giant spiders or even trolls, her year was eventful.

Ranrok now defeated, and Hogwarts saved from a disastrous fate, y/n must face new dilemmas : the death of her beloved professor Eleazar Fig; and her budding feelings for two of her closest friends, Omis Gaunt and Sebastian Sallow. Two handsome boys with tortured souls. They are the opposite of each other, but have one thing in common : their love for y/n.

The OWLs are fast approaching and the year is coming to an end. Y/n hopes somehow that her 6th year will go well. But between her mixed feelings, the responsibilities that will be entrusted to her at Hogwarts and the new threats that will hang over her and her friends, can she hope to one day find a peaceful and safe life ?

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I get up and rush out of the Great Hall. The sounds of cutlery slamming against the plates, the students' discussions that go through my head and the smell of all the food made available to the students for their greatest pleasure...all this makes me nauseous and only increases the feeling of oppression that assails me at this very moment.

As I keep running and finally reach the exit door, I nearly bump into someone. This person is obviously taller than me, considering that my head hit his chest. I know I bumped into him as I wasn't looking where I was going, but I can't help grumbling.

' Seriously, can't you watch where you're going ?! ' I snapped, holding my head.

Still without looking ahead, I turn away from this guy and walk out the door, but he grabs my wrist and pulls me towards him.

I finally raise my head to find out who I'm dealing with and to give him a murderous look that only I have the secret. But any urge to confront this person immediately disappears.

He's there. Facing me. He dares to stand in front of me, after all that has happened.

Images from the last time we were together come to mind.

A week ago

' Flipendo ! '

' Protego ! '

I managed to shield myself at the last second from my assailant's spell. This idiot is starting to tire me. I know he will soon be out of breath, he is getting tired. Hold on Y/n !

' Crucio ! '

My spell hits the middle-aged man in front of me, who immediately arches his back in pain. I continue to attack him without stopping, my wrist becomes painful.

' Incendio ! ' I hear behind me. Great, he manages to kill those damn Inferius.

My attacker gets up with difficulty, immeasurable rage in his eyes.

' You still haven't had enough ?! ' I said to him, a sarcastic chuckle crossing my lips.

' You're both oblivious, you don't know what you're doing. You are dangerous to each other ! ' he said, casting Bombarda at me.

I fall to the ground a few meters further. My ribs hurt horribly, my ears ring.

Hearing the crash produced by my body against the ground, my friend rushes in my direction, and turns to his eldest, determined to get it over with. He takes over from me and bombards him with spells, he gets out of control.

Out of breath but still standing, our assailant addresses my partner.

' She cannot be healed, Sebastian. You must stop. '

He limps and is no longer able to attack us, struggling to hold his wand. But Sebastian doesn't want to hear anything and continues to weaken him. I too fought against him, but the young Slytherin is despite everything more violent than me in his gestures. He'll end up killing him if this continues, I have to stop him.

I try to get up, but my body hurts so much that I let out a little howl of pain. I can't even articulate a single word, I can only watch the scene unfolding under my eyes. Sebastian continues to hammer his uncle with spells, uttering a few cries of effort.

' Argh ! I won't let her suffer. Avada Kedavra '

' NO ! ' I finally manage to shout, reaching out my hand to Solomon Sallow.

But it's too late, his lifeless body collapses to the ground, defeated. Tears begin to flow from my eyes uncontrollably. I cry silently. I can clearly see that Sebastian is struggling to realize what he has just done. He slowly lowers his head to his wand and drops it to the ground. None of us speak. We look at the body of the man who was once her uncle, dead by his will.

' Depulso ! ' I hear from across the room.

Sebastian finds himself thrown backwards, his head hitting one of the stone walls violently. I see the person to whom this voice belongs more clearly when she advances in the middle of the room. It's Anne, Sebastian's twin sister. She was cursed by goblins a while ago. Therefore she is very weak and can hardly leave her house, she even had to leave Hogwarts.

' Incendio ! ' Anne turned, her wand facing her, killing the few remaining Inferius.

She then rushes to her uncle, gently turning his remains towards her, sobbing. Sebastian looks at her sadly, trying to catch his breath and fighting the pain. Oh, my poor Anne...

She gets up and her gaze lands on Salazar Slytherin's dark magic book that we had found during one of our explorations, Sebastian Ominis and I.

' Bombarda ! ' she yells while pointing her wand at the book. The latter burns immediately under our eyes.

' NO ! ' Sebastian cries, reaching for the now charred book.

Anne arches her back in pain, she is exhausted both physically and psychologically, the dark circles under her eyes and her pale face may indicate this. She looks up at her brother one last time.

' You've made your choice. ' she said looking at him painfully.

Then she comes back to her uncle, and soon both of them disappear from our sight. Sebastian gets up immediately, as if all the pain had left him, and rushes towards the exit of the crypt.

' Sebastian ! Hold on ! ' I whisper, unable to raise my voice.

[allisonmourning]

Come down a rabbithole with me? 🐰

N005_User00018 was written about a sim who was seemingly removed from The Sims 2 during development, but her "ghost" can still be found in the code of N003_Lot45.package. This file corresponds with the lot called 111 Stratford Street in the neighborhood Veronaville (N003).

Image from the Sims wiki

During development, Maxis created several neighborhoods that never shipped with the final game. Some of these include Riverside, Waterside, Sedona, and Lakeview. It appears that at some point in early development, Veronaville was the 5th neighborhood (N005).

The sim who was datamined appears to have been created at the same time as the rest of the Monty family. The file N003_User00016 corresponds with Claudio Monty, User00017 with Olivia Monty, 19 with Romeo Monty, and 20 with Mercutio Monty. Though this isn't definitive proof that Viola was meant to be part of the Monty family, it appears to be the case when paired with these 2 pre-release images that show Olivia and Mercutio posed on a lot with an unreleased teenager who happens to have similar genetics to Olivia Monty:

If you take all the Veronaville sims that shipped with the game and sort them by filename, you'll see something strange:

Image from the Sims wiki

Seth Bui, an elderly male mechanic, is randomly placed in the middle of the Monty family with the file N003_User00018. In The Sims 2, it isn't unheard of for newly-created sims to take the place of the lowest available file (in this case 00018) when that sim is deleted from the game.

Some other interesting things about Seth Bui taking the place of Viola Monty include his genetics matching the Monty family's. This includes skin color and hair color. Strangely, even his eye color is the same as Claudio Monty's.

Something else worth noting is that Olivia died while pregnant in the release version of Veronaville. It's possible that Viola was deleted after this decision was made, and unborn baby Monty is meant to be Viola.

I love how weird and creepy it is that even though this sim was removed from the game, she's still there, buried in the code somewhere.

Happy Halloween! 🎃👻🎃🦇🎃

[sirwow]

Oo you like reading oo.. in addition of posting wraiths call intro I give you all the current pikmin character summaries I have with it tehe

Alt text under the cut for those who dont wanna zoom in on the images

Olimar

A Father of 2 and a reserved average man. Grew up in a relatively uneventful life but with a constant want to escape to the stars and see the unknown. His parents, while passable, admittedly instilled early ideals of how a good family should be and often normalized their fighting that seemed a bit more then most families but nothing he couldn’t get through. Jumped jobs after failing to pass biology in college and ended up staying at hocotate freight for 15 years. Eventually quit when pushed to his limits of risking his life.

Louie

A young, quiet and usually estranged guy with dreams of being a cook. Growing up he was immediately dumped with his nana as his father had him by accident and neither him or his GF really wanted to raise a kid as they were busy enjoying the prime of their life after highschool. Nana didn’t mind raising another darling but admittedly had some of her own issues that lead to some strange or sometimes even cruel ways of raising Louie. If he didnt help with something or caused trouble, he’d be locked outside to let off steam but often ended up walking off into the hill side for sometimes days at end. He only saw his father when he came by for more money from his dad. Hocotate freight was his 6th job after dropping out of highschool and the only one he held for awhile till quiting when he actually really did need money and was getting stiffed.

Koppites

Alph

An engineer fresh out of college now working with his best friend to try and make tech to solve the food crisis n help his family. Alph was born the second youngest in his family and though never being close to his parents, was very close with his two eldest siblings and studying under his grandfather Drake w/ Yorke. Upon his recommendation from Yorke and Drake, the capital of Koppai’s top college accepted him to get his bachelors. After 2 years he meets Brittany in a Bioengineering class and become fast friends. He starts to drive her to college and they get each other drinks. After graduating together they’re selected to be the assistants to a possibly world saving mission.

Brittany

A botanist with a hope to solve the world’s food issue with her best friend but finding herself constantly stone walled by officials. Brittany once lived the high life in Koppai with her well off mother, safe from the world’s famine. Unfortunately her mother fell horribly ill when she began college and passed shortly after, leaving Brittany to move in with her Aunt Bea and cousin Nelle. She had to grow used to her new life in a much lower end of the city and deal with her grief, being relatively lonely for the next 2 years. This is until she met Alph in college and found his willingness to push on despite his situation inspiring and became friends with him. Often calling him late at night to vent or meeting up on the beach at 10 pm to hang out. Eventually after graduation she was selected to be a team botanist on an incredibly important adventure

Charlie

A lonesome ranger with lots of fame for his adventures but little to show in friendships or any kind of companionship past his pet duck. Growing up an orphan, Charlie always yearned for love and found it In his orphan mate Don. Growing up they were best friends and the local trouble makers but with time and joining a government program together they turned from friends to something more. Together they became known as an unstoppable duo across koppai and eventually did several odd job government missions with Yorke and Nelle as their crew. Upon their 5th anniversary though, Don proposed to Charlie and his nervousness about their dangerous job got the better of him, saying no. Afterwards he couldn’t bear the broken heart eyes of Don, ghosting him for 2 weeks straight. When Don finally did catch him they had a massive blow out and broke up. Charlie continued his job as a ranger but now was completely alone for most all his missions. This was until he was asked to go on a important mission to a relatively unknown planet to save the world and the government officials wanted him to get to know his crew that would be coming with him.

minor chars

Penelope

A stay at home mother and avid jewelry maker. Though her husband Olimar is always away she does her best to take care of their kids despite feeling a bit neglected herself. As such she usually finds her own solace in small time jewelry making whenever she’s alone at home with nothing else to do. Due to a past with a mother chastising her and saying she’d never get some things in life, Penelope can make very impulsive choices when she feels she has an opportunity. This helped her meet and marry Olimar but also making some much more horrible decisions when finding his hidden stash of money. Olimar raked her across the coals for this once he got home n now she gives all her money she makes from jewelry back to him to repay slowly. She still suffers from impulsive behavior but in a better light like buying their kids nice things or taking olimar out as much as she can.

Terry

The first child of Olimar and a lover of creatures and the unknown. Terry has always had a fascination with creatures since he was 7 (as long as he doesn’t have to touch them) and since his dad’s adventures to pnf-404 he’s been longing to see it for himself. When his dad switched jobs though, their family had to make a move from Hocotate to Giya meaning a new home and new school for Terry. Terry had a friend group on Hocotate but now he’s become the punching bag for his love of biology and science. Things only felt worse after his dad left again for his mission so in a fit of spite (and stupidity) he decides to just sneak out on a taxi to see PNF-404 and surprise his dad. This to say the least did not go to plan

Lebe

The 2nd child of Olimar and princess of the house hold. Lebe being young and quick to please has always being the more social of Olimar’s kids. She was quick to forgive their mother aswell but her need to be perfect still remains after. She never liked hocotate’s small town she grew up in and has been in love with Giya since she set foot on their new home. Lebe became a popular new girl in class in contrast to her bullied brother but she thought it was just a older boy thing. This was until Terry left for school one morning with Lebe and disappeared from school and home after dropping her off. Lebe did her best to act brave in the situation like her mother but she can’t help but be scared for her brother.

Bulbie

Once when Terry and Olimar were walking home from school on Hocotate, a soft whimpering sound caught Terrys attention and dragged his dad to the bushes. Inside was a small pup only a few weeks old who seemed like the runt of the litter. Terry easily convinced his dad (as a dog person) to take the dog home to take care of. Penelope was already tired from having another kid to handle so she was pretty resistant about having a dog to worry about aswell but it slowly grew on her until she agree with Olimar to adopt the dog. Olimar named him Bulbie after the Bulbs (Hocotate version of a mushroom) like pattern on his back n has been a loving part of the family since.

[jovianaquarium]

ok so my lovely mutual @icarrymany dared me to post proof of my rock/min collection so this is his fault >:)

im not gonna go into depth on all of the samples bc 1. i dont remember the details on all of them lol and 2. it would take. forever

so instead ill talk a little abt one or two of them per section :3

first up: tumbled minerals!

i have a bunch more of these but after becoming a geology student they kind of piss me off bc raw minerals often look way cooler and tumbling removes the crystal habit (and also makes them harder for me to identify hgjhfd)

first image, from left clockwise: (possibly) blue lace agate, chrysocolla. labradorite, snowflake obsidian, moss agate, brown agate, and two samples of tigers eye

2nd image: up close picture of one of the tigers eye crystals, showing its lighter banding

3rd image: up close picture of the labradorite from a different angle, showing its pale green luster

my absolute favorite mineral ever is labradorite also!! i think its luster is gorgeous and ive heard it represents transformation and change, and i first got this sample back when i had just come out as trans :)

i dont really have a lot to say abt these unfortunately lol

anyway. next is fossils!!

1st image, clockwise from bottom left: trilobite cast fossil, tumbled stromatolite, dinosaur bone (? got this one at a mineral stall and the dude said it was a dino bone, didnt think to ask details lol), plant fossil, coral fossil, assorted fossil molds (mold as in taking the shape of something, not spores) in wackestone, mosasaurus tooth, crocodile (?) tooth, 2 ammonites, a turtle scute, a crinoid stem, and a (broken) orthoceras

2nd image: up close pic of the assorted fossil molds, which include horn corals (circular with ridges toward center, hole in middle), crinoid stems (cylindrical with ridges perpendicular to long sides), and shells

3rd image: up close pic of larger ammonite, with iridescent luster due to aragonite (a polymorph of calcite) replacing the calcite of the shell

4th image: up close pic of dubious tooth. i found this on a field trip about a year ago while looking for shark teeth. this is not a shark tooth. idk what it is. i think it might be from a crocodile but i havent been able to fully identify it lol

now.... raw minerals!!!!!

1st image, clockwise from left: moss agate, talc, serpentinite (this one is a metamorphic rock but i accidentally put it with the minerals and dont want to retake the pics. other geologists you may come kill me), two calcite samples, and a tiny topaz @ramones2 gave me

2nd pic: close up on the topaz crystal, which is light orange (if u leave these in the sun they get bleached and lose their color </3)

3rd pic: close up on one of the calcites. its crystals are a bit more squared and close-knit than the next calcite, and appear more white in color. there are also some small purple fluorite crystals mixed in. i traded with a classmate for this one lol

4th pic: close up on the other calcite. this ones crystals are more rounded and transparent.

5th pic: close up on the serpentinite. serpentinite is metamorphosed from peridotite, which makes up the earth's mantle (if youve ever heard that the mantle is actually green, that is true!! the green comes from olivine mostly, but also some pyroxenes). when peridotite is lifted up to the surface and comes into contact with water, olivine gets very unhappy and serpentinizes, or hydrothermally metamorphoses (water + some heat + olivine = cool as fuck snakeskin rock)

6th pic: another close up on the serpentinite, this time wet. you can see the serpent-like pattern a bit better.

finally: rocks :3

1st image, clockwise from bottom left: amphibolite, sedimentary rock with calcite vein (i dont remember what this one is lmao), malachite-bornite ore, iron-stained sandstone(?) with chalcedony/agate, phyllite, sandstone trace fossil of a burrow, and meteoric rock possibly with iron

2nd pic: close up on the ore, showing the malachite vein. it's almost powdery, with a gradient of light blue on the edges to teal in the center

3rd pic: another close up on the ore, showing the bornite vein. it's iridescent like an oil slick, with the main color being purple. this one is often called peacock ore for its colors :)

4th pic: . im gonna be honest i have no fucking clue bro. i think the mineral in it is agate/chalcedony (the lighter gray/white areas) and the red parts are an iron-stained sedimentary rock, but i forget if its siltstone or sandstone or smth else. idk. it looks cool.

bonus: extra pic of my rocks for further proof of collection

hope u enjoyed o7

[scarabjewels]

This Quick Vulnerable Therapy Essay:

The Words That I Tried to Find Everywhere Came From A Video Game Series I Last Saw when I was in 5th Grade

God of War.

And it came from the most unexpected character.

I remember having heard of God of War from my rich classmates in 5th Grade. They had a PSP, and the first image of the game I ever saw was Medusa('s "assets").

Probably one or two years later, I found the game again in one of a movie collection of a pirated DVD. It was around 6 hours of cutscenes. I sat on it on a weekend, and I still don't remember much. All I remember is that Kratos killed the Gods of Olympus out of revenge for killing his family ( and it turns out he was tricked into killing them, like that Hercules story). I was a mythology fanatic, so obviously I really liked it.

I remember the game having really good enough quality, and I also found Kratos extremely terrifying. I was used to reading and watching mythology depictions that were way too cruel for a 9 year old. But I guess I was...weirdly smart at that age, I didn't glamorize it or felt sometimes of negativity toward it, I just understood it thoroughly. But Kratos SCARED ME because he had no humanity, even for a God or a wounded soul. He had no mercy at all.

I forgot about all of that and continued to grow up. I made a lot of mistakes and lived with fear, guilt, and shame. I would be self sabotaging everything with my actions, and most were of my awareness, some were out of undisciplined defences and others were small undesirable acts that pile up into a bigger boulder for me to bear. I went through my worst for a good amount of time. It worsened so bad that it did physically affect me. Body dysmorphia, worsened pathological lying, self-harm, self abuse, and more that I could not share. It bled through me and everyone around me.

I would lose new friendships in only a few months, extremely attached or immensely distanced, and unable to enjoy beautiful moments.

Now, I watched the cutscenes of Kratos in Valhalla, literally a compilation entitled "Kratos' Therapy".

I can't compare my suffering to his, but some of his statements were relatable to me.

I dont want to spoil too much of the game, so I'll keep it short. He shared the story of the boat captain, of He slew a hydra by the throat who had eaten the boat of a crew. Somehow, the captain survived. Mimir (whom he was telling the story to) asked why he remembers this captain so significantly after having killed thousand, Kratos, with the tone of a war veteran, recounts how terrified the captain was, and in relief as he thought Kratos would save him. Instead, he took dropped him to his death, and "it was all for nothing.". Kratos replied that he was an innocent man Kratos bore no hatred towards, but he had killed him anyway. "To be so casually cruel..." those words were so powerful to me.

I do think a lot of us had at some point was at a point of seeing ourselves do something we do not like, and when we do it long enough, we start to drop down into the abyss of it all. We start to lose sight of who we are and what we are doing.

Kratos' final scene are all of the words I wanted to say to myself but could never formulate into words. Yeah, that's coming from a writer.

"What can I say to you? I remember how it felt to take the throne. All that it meant. And all that it did not. A God of war... a God of pain. Of suffering. Of destruction. The Norns said I chase a redemption that I know I can never deserve. What does that make me? God of fools. A God of... hope. "When all else is lost..." You lost everything. And everyone. And you became... There is no forgiving you. You chose... I chose. What now? Should I, this same man, should I sit? Take? Proclaim? Lead? Place myself in service? In service. Should I... lose everything and everyone... will there still be enough left inside so that I do not become you? I do not know. But I have hope. You are cruel, and arrogant, and selfish. But... you are more than that. You have always been more than what others saw. You are more than that."

Kratos confronting his younger self in the Valhalla DLC

Full scene can be watched here:

See, a literal God of War forgives himself and reclaims the throne as a God of Hope. He literally killed (brutally too) beings, people, and in a lot ways, his soul. If he could forgive himself and be happy, so could any of us (well I still do not condone 'violating' people though, even Kratos and the OG Greek Mythology Ares do not condone such actions, remember that). I do implore people to seek help, and I do think once you do that, as said in The Alchemist: "When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it."

Kratos wanted change, and he was literally destined for it! Oh man , this is probably the sign for you to romanticize your life, especially for people who want that positive change.

[slytherinsweety]

Originally posted on my main blog @epicsweetness712

The image above is AI generated, and I do not take credit for it

New Fic idea. I have written a fic in years and of course it would Hogwarts Legacy that get me back into it.

Summary: Two weeks after 5th year ended, Eleanor (Ella) Locksley has found herself running her shop in Hogsmeade for the summer. At what she thought would be a summer to heal from the events of 5th year, she's found that the secrets she's uncovered from the year are about to come out into the open and some secrets are going to lead to unlocking a mystery surrounding Anne's curse. Will Sebastian and Ella find a way to cure Anne, or will they be stopped? ** You can read on Ao3 or below.

It’s been two weeks since the end of her first year at Hogwarts and looking back on it, she couldn’t believe how much had happened. She remembered Sebastian telling her on her first day on the way to Hogsmeade that he had hoped the rest of her year would be uneventful. Ella scoffed at the idea of that now, but from the correspondence she’s had with Sebastian. He assured her that the year they had experienced was far from the norm. After everything that happened in the Catacomb and with her battles with Ranrok and Rookwood, she still couldn’t quite believe she made it through. From learning spells for the first time to wielding magic that no one had seen in centuries. It was quite a harrowing and unbelievable adventure.

Luckily, she still had Sebastian and he still had her. After the events of the Catacomb, she and Ominis had to decide whether to turn Sebastian in. She had known what decision she would make. It would have been utterly hypocritical of her to condemn him to Azkaban when she herself had taken the lives of many, all in the name of saving the wizarding world or the beasts that inhabited it. To turn him in, she would have to turn herself in as well. Ominis didn’t know this. He had no idea of what she had experienced or dealt with.

Sebastian did though.

After convincing him and Anne to not turn Sebastian in, for it would only lead to further hurting everyone involved, nothing was ever the same. Ominis avoided him, but not before letting Sebastian know that he would take care of Anne and that Anne did not wish to speak with him anytime soon. This both comforted and destroyed Sebastian in equal measure. And as far as Ella knew, that was the last correspondence he had with Ominis other than the pleasantries in the hall or dorm throughout the remainder of the year.

 Every day since the school year ended, she would wake to a very persistent brown owl tapping its beak to the store window with a letter from Sebastian…that was until today. This morning she did not wake to the sound of an owl at her door. They talked daily about anything and everything. About how Sebastian missed Anne but promised her that he was doing okay. That he also could not bear to be at Solomon’s residence over the summer, with his grave just outside the home. So, Sebastian went back to his parent’s home in Aranshire. As difficult as it was, it was better than having to face what he did to Solomon each day. This made it all the more troubling to not have received a letter from him. She hoped that perhaps he had just gotten busy with sorting the home after it spent so many years uninhabited.

With Sebastian in Aranshire, this also meant that he was not too far from her. She was currently staying in Hogsmeade in the backroom of her shop as there was no one to take her in. That and she just refused to go with anyone…she was supposed to stay with Fig.

After the events that took place in the Catacomb, Ella found herself taking part in the final battle for the repository. Everything had happened so fast. She didn’t have to time process all what had happened in the catacomb before being thrusted into another fight. Sebastian had felt utterly helpless. He had missed all of it trying to cope with what he did, and he couldn’t find her in time to help her.

She tried to reassure him that it wasn’t his battle to fight, that she had still succeeded in the end and had won. He had still felt guilty as she had always been there for him, but he wasn’t there when she needed help the most. That she had to face Ranrok and Rookwood each…alone. He didn’t leave her side for weeks afterwards. Sat with her during Fig’s memorial, letting her squeeze his hand tightly as Black was giving his speech. If it wasn’t for Professor Weasley stepping in, she might have broken Sebastian’s hand trying to keep herself calm.

They did everything together. He was always there waiting at the bottom of the steps to the girl’s dormitory for breakfast before walking her to their first class and splitting up afterwards. Only for him to meet her outside of her second class, that she didn’t share with him to walk together to the Great Hall for dinner. They had spent hours studying together in the library for their OWL’s and after one afternoon of him nearly deciding to duel Leander into silence, she showed him the Room of Requirement. From then on, Sebastian did not want to be anywhere else.

 ‘Why deal with anyone else’s presence in the library when literally have a library of our own?’

She thought perhaps it had more to do with him avoiding Ominis equally as he was avoiding Sebastian than it did having to suffer Leander’s incessant tapping of his quill. It didn’t help that very afternoon that as soon as Sebastian had gotten up to retrieve a book from a shelf, Leander had simply sat himself in Sebastian’s chair next to her to offer another go at Summoner’s Court. Ella had barely opened her mouth, when a book had forcefully slammed on the table connected to an arm of an annoyed Sebastian.

 ‘Bugger off Prewett, you’re in my spot’.

Leander scrambled out of the seat and looked at Sebastian who was glaring at him from across the desk.

“Oh, well I thought it was vacant and she wouldn’t mind taking a break to play good ole fashion game of-“

Sebastian cut him off with a scoff.

“It wasn’t vacant, and you know that. As you can see, we are in the middle of studying for the OWL’s. So, she doesn’t have time to play your little game….shoo.” Sebastian waved Leander off, however Leander did not seem to take the hint and Sebastian was well on his way to being past the point of annoyed.

“Well, I thought perhaps she would appreciate some variety. She hardly has anytime to visit her other friends, what with you constantly following her around.”

Ella couldn’t believe his gall. But before she could say anything, Sebastian had beat her to it again. He had stalked around the desk to get in front of Leander.

“Who are YOU to presume what she would appreciate? I’m not keeping her from anyone and if we are around each other, it’s because we’re friends and we like to be around each other.”

“Gentlemen! You are going to get us kicked out of the library. Leander, thank you for the invite, but I will have to decline. As Sebastian said, we are currently occupied.”

Ella had grabbed Sebastian to stop him from continuing forward to Leander. She could see Madam Scribner by her desk with her scrupulous eyes locked on them, as well as the eyes of curious students waiting for fresh gossip. Sebastian did not need to get into any further trouble and Ella was already uncomfortable with the amount of attention she was receiving after being deemed the ‘Hero of Hogwarts’.

“I see that you are busy Eleanor and I apologize for the disruption. Let me know when you would be available for Summoner’s Court or… if you would like to try a different partner for studying.”

Leander had walked off before she could answer him, not that the answer would have been much in his favor. The smirk Sebastian had when she had replied to Leander had quickly faded with Leander’s parting words. He scoffed as he sat down in his chair next to her.

“Slimy git. Who does he think he is? He sat down the moment I left and pretended he didn’t already know I was sitting here.”

“Why are you letting him get to you?” she sighed as she knew he wouldn’t answer her. Ella still had a hard time grasping the apparent animosity between the two houses as she herself was friends with a few Gryffindor’s.

“Well, I think we scared him off for the time being at least.” She replied.

“That we did because we ARE ‘currently occupied’… He’s still a slimy git though. I wish there was a spot we could study in peace without interruptions and… irritating lions.”

Ella rolled her eyes and looked around, there were still eyes on them. She thought for a moment, biting her lip at the idea she had. Sebastian narrowed his eyes at her as he caught her expression.

 “I know that look. What is going on in that pretty little head of yours?... hmm” He leaned towards her, bumping his shoulder with hers.

“Well… what if there was a spot we could study in peace without interruptions?”

And with that, she took him all the way to the seventh floor of the Astronomy Tower in front of the Barabas the Barmy Tapestry. Sebastian quickly lost his skepticism as a door appeared in front of Ella. If she could bottle the look of wonder he had, she would and she knew in that moment she was making the right choice in showing him the Room of Requirement. Both had been through so much, and they both needed a place of peace and quiet. With Sebastian barring himself from the Undercroft in the event he would run into Ominis, he was suddenly without a place to get away.

For the rest of the semester, they spent time in the Room and Sebastian became utterly transfixed with the Vivariums. Especially the vivarium that housed her Pheonix. With Deek’s permission and understanding, he had no issue with letting Sebastian use the Room without Professor Weasley explicit permission. Not after hearing the whispers around the castle of the death of Sebastian’s uncle.

The beasts in the vivariums grew to adore Sebastian as he helped her groom and feed them. When the year came to an end, Deek assured both her and Sebastian the inhabitants of the vivariums would be well taken care of over the summer months and would be there waiting for them when school started in the fall.

Ella continued to muse about her freckled companion as she busied herself in her shop in the late afternoon. She walked behind the counter with an item she had procured from her various treasure hunts of the Cairns Dungeons around the Highlands. For this item, she was having a difficult time deciding where to place it in the shop to be sold. She climbed up the rickety old step ladder that came with the shop, to place it on a higher shelf when she heard the bell to the door chime, signaling a customer.

“I will be right with you in just a moment…just as soon as I place this...”

She stretched as far as she could and came to the unfortunate realization, she was not someone who would be considered tall or even average height. So, her petite stature did not allow for much room to reach the highest shelf even though she was on the highest step. She did not hear the footsteps behind her as she huffed trying to reach out further. This unfortunately led to the ladder to start wobbling beneath her feet. Eyes widening, she tried to grasp onto anything she could but came up empty as her hand met the wall. Ella closed her eyes bracing herself for the fall as she started to careen backwards.  

She never reached the ground though as arms caught her by the waist and she was suddenly held in their arms. With her eyes closed, she could smell clover and leather with a hint of smoke. A smell she was familiar with. Ella opened her eyes to find warm brown ones looking back at her with their usual mischievous gleam.

“Sebastian! What are you doing here?”

Leaning forward to wrap her arms around his neck to give him a hug, she could feel him squeeze her tight to him.

“I was getting quite bored and had a sudden thought. Why wait for a letter, when I can just pop in a visit to my favorite girl to see how she was fairing without me. Lo and behold, here she is quite literally falling into my arms because she missed me so much. I knew I should have come by sooner.”

She rolled her eyes but couldn't help the huff of laughter that escaped her.

“Very funny. You can put me down now.”

Sebastian pursed his lips and squinted his eyes in thought as he continued to keep holding her hostage.

“Hmm, I don’t think I will. All year round I had to watch as you ran from one end to the castle to the next without even stopping to say hello and now, I finally have you in one place? Why waste a perfectly good opportunity.”

“If I promise to not run away from you, will you let me down?”

She grinned as she was in no real rush to leave his arms as Sebastian pretended to think about it for a moment longer. Ella could have sworn she felt him squeeze her again ever so lightly.

“Ever? Hmm. I suppose that will do.”

For now, he thought.

He grinned as he set her down gently. Sebastian moved around the corner to take a closer look at her shop. She tried to make her hands useful and was starting to feel the need to fiddle with something as he perused the items she had in stock. One item in particular grabbed his attention in the front window. He picked up one of the phoenix feathers from the jar. Sebastian twirled the stem of the feather in his hand as he turned around to face her smiling.

“This brings back memories, doesn’t it? How do you think he is fairing without us? I miss our feathered friend.”

“I’m sure he is doing just fine with Deek… So, what do you think of the shop?”

Ella bit her lip, waiting for his response. She had hoped he liked it. It was his first time in her store and her first time showing the shop to one of her friends. She valued the opinions of her friends highly… Sebastian’s more than most. He looked down and paused as if he knew how much the wait for his response was making her anxious.

“I think… that you’ve come a long way from the witch I met last year who didn’t have much experience with the magical world. It’s amazing and completely you.”

He looked at her fondly with a small smile on his face, which grew as he noticed her face start to redden from his praise. He forced himself to look away. After putting the feather back in the jar, he moved around the counter to stand back in front of her.

They stood there for moment facing each other until she broke the silence.

“I couldn’t have done it without you.”

Sebastian snorted.

“I’m serious, you taught me majority of the spells last year and they saved my life on numerous occasions.”

He paused for a moment, and she had a feeling where was mind headed to.

“…Yes, I… spells that I probably should not have taught you.” he said softly.

He swallowed, remorse filling his eyes for a moment before giving away to a steely resolve. It was something he thought about on a regular basis and in the end, he only came to one conclusion.

“Though, I… cannot say that I much regret it. I can’t. There were so many that were after you last year. Many who would not have fought fairly and would have taken advantage of the fact that you were new to his world. Though… that was difficult to tell with you at times. You made everything look easy and took to it so quickly. Even I’d would forget that fact sometimes.”

Sebastian marveled at how well she took to it. He remembered her telling him that Fig believed it had to do with her ancient magic allowing her to quickly pick up on new spells, though he mostly believed it was just her. His brilliant girl.

“You would have been able to figure it out without me, that I have no doubt of.”

“Even so, you were the one who I relied on the most… still do.”

Sebastian couldn’t look away from her. He often admired her when she wasn’t looking and to have her staring back at him as he openly did so, started making him feel a bit warm. When the dust had settled and she had defeated Ranrok, he was terrified if he looked away that she would somehow disappear in front of him. He would often look her way when she had her head in the book that she always carried or in the classroom when her attention was on the professor. Sebastain could see a lot when she wasn’t trying to control her reactions.

They stood there for a moment longer just staring at each other, Ella could feel her heart beating out of her chest. She couldn’t help but look from his eyes to his mouth. They were friends, she tried to tell herself. She couldn't allow her feelings to muddle that. There was a lot that had happened, and they were both still not in the best frame of mind. Still trying to heal from the events of last year. He needed someone to lean on. She would only feel like she would be taking advantage of his circumstances.

For the rest of the year, with him by her side she felt … protected … in a way that didn’t make sense to her. She tried to think of it logically. He taught her magic beyond her wildest dreams, actively tried to help her solve the mystery of her ancient magic and in general he was … her first friend. However, that didn’t negate the hardships they had shared. The scriptorium came to mind. At the time, they were all filled with too much adrenaline and elation of not having to spend a moment longer in that corridor to really process what had happened and … what they had to do to escape it.  

Ella couldn’t find it in herself to be able to hurt him, to really hurt him enough to cast the cruciatus curse on him, so she had told him to cast it on her. After it happened, Sebastian made a vow to her that he would never let it happen again ... then everything spiraled from there. They had learned curses they probably shouldn’t have. However, she could admit to herself that she was … tempted by it. She also could admit that perhaps they went too far even if the curses saved her life from time to time. Even so, Ella vowed to herself she would try to protect him, even if it was from himself.

Ella would not lose him. That was a truth she could live by.

She tried her best to steel her resolve and to look away, but she wanted a moment longer of being able to freely admire him even if for once he was staring right back at her. Ella took a deep breath and started to take a step back to give an acceptable distance when Sebastian’s hand moved from his side and drifted towards her face. His hand took the strand of hair that had fallen out of her braid when she fell and pushed it behind her ear. She could feel his hand brush against her cheek and lay against her ear. He didn’t immediately retract his hand and she couldn’t look away from the warmth of his eyes.

He started to lean closer to her.

“I’ve been thinking…” he started.

“Oh…that could be dangerous.”

“Ha, ha. She’s funny today I see.” He said with a sly smirk.

Her lips tilted upwards, used to this back-and-forth banter with him. However, Sebastian still had not let go of her face and Ella was watching his eyes as they moved from hers, down to her lips and then back upwards. Similar to how she looked at him. This was a look from him she wasn’t used to and a look she couldn’t quite identify. She’s catalogued most of his expressions and could usually tell when he’s up to something. This look, however, was sending her nerves on fire and she could feel her face starting to warm under his touch as she could the feel the fluttering in her stomach begin to grow.

She swallowed and inhaled sharply.

The look on his face changed at her reaction, which Ella had hoped had gone unnoticed. She was equally relieved as she was disappointed that she recognized that look.

“I have been wondering though… Have you been getting many trolls or vampires for customers?”

“I…what?”

With his other hand, Sebastain pointed to the signs on the wall behind her. She glanced to her right to see what he was talking about. Scoffing, she pushed him away from her and went back to try and place the problematic item that did not want to be showcased. Ella was surprised at his blatant flirting. Sebastian was a charismatic person. Though she sometimes did wonder if meant it.

She thought Sebastian was suspiciously silent as she climbed up the step ladder once more. She was waiting to hear his snickering behind her. With her back to him, her eyebrows furrowed as stretched her arm to reach the shelf.

“No, I cannot say I get many trolls or vampires as customers. As seeing only one of those species exist and the other does not. However, as you know. Hogsmeade has had the occasional troll to visit it.”

She smiled as she remembered her first foray to Hogsmeade, with Sebastian no less. It was certainly a memorable adventure. Their first one. From the quite laugh behind her, she had the sneaking suspicion that he was remembering the same thing.

“That is certainly true … though, who told you vampires don’t exist?”

Sebastian loved surprising her with all sorts of magical knowledge. He liked to think it was just to help her get caught up with their peers, but truthfully, he just adored seeing the look of awe pointed in his direction. In his eyes she was truly a force to be reckoned with and he didn’t think he had much to bring to the table. In the Scriptorium, she was amazed at Ominis’ ability to speak with snakes. He just wanted to be seen as useful, to be seen … as something more in her eyes.

Telling her vampires existed at this moment was not ideal, he realized. Shocked, Ella quickly turned around to face him. Which led to her foot catching the step causing her to lose her balance and once more she was starting to fall backwards. Sebastian’s eyes widened as he quickly moved closer to her to place his hands on her waist to steady her in time. This time she didn’t fall.

“Twice now that you fell into my arms. Please do be careful. One more time falling for me and that will be the charm… so they say.” He said with his patented smirk.

“Ha, ha. He’s funny today I see.”

She turned back around to attempt one final time at placing the item as she heard him softly laughing behind her. Sebastian this time did not release her, and she could feel both of his hands either of side of her waist. For a moment she just stood there before she began stretching her arm towards the high shelf again. Ella stopped breathing as she reached further when she felt his hands squeeze her waist as he stood directly behind her.

Sebastian cleared his throat.

“Why don’t you just use magic to place it on the shelf?”

Ella paused. It was a valid question.

“Oh I…didn’t even think to do that. I suppose my upbringing still peaks its head out from time to time. Though, there is something to be said about using oneself to manually do the labor. Almost…a sense of self-satisfaction.” she declared.

“Really? You’re saying this? The one who- correct me if I am wrong. Which we both know that I am not- the one who all year would use magic for the simplest things just because she could and had never been able to, are telling me that you find self-satisfaction from doing manual labor?”

She could only picture the incredulous look on his face as she just managed to finally place the item on the shelf. He let go of her as she made her descent down the step ladder and turned around to face him. With one eyebrow screwed upward, he stared down at her as he awaited her response.

Sighing, she replied “After everything that had happened this last year, I just…wanted a little sense of…normalcy. Is that too much to ask for?”

His eyes softened.

“Darling, we are not normal, but if you need to the sense of normalcy that you had before everything happened this past year…I understand.” He paused.

“On one condition.”

“And that is?”

“…You let me place the items on the top shelf.”

A laugh bubbled out of Ella. It was the beginning of a heartfelt moment that ended quintessentially in a Sebastian-like way. He was smiling down at her with a fond look. They never had to say much to each other to understand what the other was thinking. It was a bond she had with no other and it was that reason why she didn’t want to do anything to jeopardize it.

“Deal, if you just so happened to be around, otherwise no bets. I do have a shop to run and all.”

Sebastian clapped his hands together and with a large smile, he made another offer she couldn’t turn down.

“Very well and on that note. What say you and I commemorate this with a butter beer? I for one, would like nothing more than forget how I almost witnessed you get taken out by a step ladder and gravity.”

“And that is your way of asking me to The Three Broomsticks?”

Sebastian scratched the back of his head and shrugged his shoulders. Ella rolled her eyes.

“Okay, but first I will need to clear it with my assistant.”

“You have an assistant? Why is this the first time I’m hearing this? You’ve never once brought it up in your letters.” Surprised, he tilted his head waiting for her explanation.

“Well, you see she…kind of came with the shop and I don’t know much about the politics surrounding it and-“

“You have a house elf? Another one? First Deek and now….” Sebastian stopped when he realized that he didn’t have a name.

“Her name is Penny, and she is not really my house elf. As I stated, she is more of an assistant. Though, she knows more about shop keeping than I do.”

Ella tilted her head upwards. She was content with the arrangement she made with the house elf. After hearing Deek’s story of his previous master, she worried Penny would go to someone equally as horrible if she were to free the house elf. So, she made a sort of deal with her. Since Ella couldn’t spend much time at the shop while she was in school, Penny would run the shop during the year while she would replenish the supplies from ransacking the dungeons that were throughout the Highlands. Penny would have a place to live and to eat, she could even say they had become friends. Ella also thought Penny to be a rather shrewd business partner.

She really didn’t take no for an answer.

With a sudden pop, the house elf in question made her appearance.

“Hello Penny, I was just talking about you. This is Sebastian.”

“Penny says hello to mistress and to mistress’ friend. Penny has not had the privilege of meeting one of mistress’ friends yet and Penny has heard much of Mr. Sallow. Mistress brings up Mr. Sallow in many conversations.”

“Penny!”

Ella cringed. She hated being even remotely cross with the house elf since she had seen signs of the abuse the previous owner put Penny through. She adored the house elf, but a secret keeper, Penny was not. Ella was surprised when she hadn’t seen the house elf attempt to hold her breath. The shopkeeper took this as a sign that she was fostering a good workplace for the house elf. However, Penny’s slip up did not go unnoticed by Sebastian who turned to her with smug grin.

“Mr. Sallow is brought up in many conversations, is he now?”

“All terrible things really. The bane of my existence, truly.” was her sardonic reply.

“And here I was going to pay for the first round of butter beer.”

“Oh! Penny thinks that is brilliant idea, mistress should go with her friend to The Three Broomsticks. Penny can take care of the shop while mistress is out.”

“Well then, there you have it. All squared away, leaving us to enjoy a good ole fashion drink together. I sure have missed going to the pub.”

Sebastian placed his arm out before her as she gathered her coin purse. She rolled her eyes.

“It’s been two weeks since we were last there together and we spent so much time there last term, Sirona is surely close to getting tired of our faces.”

“Our faces? Have you looked in a mirror, one would be so lucky for us to show our faces around their establishment. Rather handsome, I’d say. And are we not the famous troll vanquishers of Hogsmeade?”

“More like infamous.” She muttered as she took his arm. He guided her outside to the cobbled sidewalk to make their way to the Broomsticks as the sun was beginning to dip below the horizon to make way for nightfall.

“Let’s just hope this time doesn’t lead to an almost all-out pub brawl.” He smiled at her as he brought his hand to grasp the hand she had currently on his other arm, and he squeezed it gently. The fluttering was back in her stomach.

“That happened one time.”

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Definitely let me know what you guys think!

[unholymass]

Werewolf: the Artpocalypse. Earlier this month, World of Darkness had to issue a public apology after readers of Werewolf: the Apocalypse 5th Edition corebook preview found New Zealand Māori activist Tāme Iti's likeness was used in one illustration without permission. The photo of Iti that was used in the book was found on his Wikipedia page and although licensed under Creative Common license (CC BY-SA 3.0 in this case), a public figure's likeness is not free to take as it violates his right of publicity.

A single slip up and a timely response, not too bad. You thought that'd be the end of it, yet people are finding more and more images that the illustrations bear a striking resemblance to.

It isn't even tracing, everything matched up so perfectly. My conclusion is the artist just straight up incorporate these photograph into their illustration, or had used it as a base to directly paint over.

Using photographs in illustrations isn't new. Digital art techniques photobashing and kitbashing, commonly used by concept artists, involves taking part of purchased/free licensed stock photos and 3D models and incorporating them to their final illustrations, often times, painting over it. Think, Clip Studio Paint Asset Store 3D models being used in a Webcomic's background or taking many stock photos from Unsplash photoshop it into a complete piece. Yeah, you get the gist of it. The emphasis here is the artist should only use properly licensed stock photos and 3D models.

It's unclear if the images the artist uses are stock, public domain, creative commons licensed, allowed for commercial use or not. Reverse image search did nothing for me.

However, this artist's track record of using what they shouldn't have does not instill confidence. The antler woman illustration was made of Morgin Riley's photo and Heilung's lead singer Maria Franz's stage costume.

The whole thing is really giving W5 a rough start.

WoD's apology on the first incident state they are reviewing all the images again, so I doubt they'd make another statement.

[z-raven]

Crushes I have had

I guess I can write about all my crushes prior to August 2016.

1996: 1st Crush I was in Kindergarten and it was Rene, they were someone in my class and we hung out a lot

2000-2001 2nd Crush I was in 4th Grade and she was named Elizabeth and we were really good friends and I used to hang out with her a lot.

2004-2005 3rd Crush I was in 8th Grade and my crush was Ashlee Simpson (The first celeb crush) Used to watch The Ashlee Simpson Show a lot and heard LALA a lot. I used to force myself to sleep a lot during those days and I constantly dreamed about her.

2005-2006 4th Crush I was in 9th Grade and my crush was named Ryan and I used to hang out with her a lot at lunch and I eventually told her the following school year after she already had a boyfriend and she told me that she would have dated me if I told her earlier.

2008 5th Crush I was in 11th Grade and my crush was Avril Lavigne and she was in my yearbook, like I kept seeing her picture in the musical influence page of the yearbook and the more I saw that image the more I started to crush. I had a friend who called me out on it, I denied it, but I did crush on Avril.

Really late 2008 6th Crush I was in 12th grade and my crush was Miley Cyrus and I kept watching Hannah Montana for some reason and started to dream of her constantly and it was weird.

Sometime during 2009 7th Crush I had a crush on a girl named Lisa that I used to have a biology class with and I made these Youtube videos of me singing songs about her, I feel like I went overboard with that crush. I did eventually tell her I had a crush on her, but she said that she thinks it would be best to remain as friends and so we did.

Sometime before Summer of 2009 I had my 8th Crush I had was of Hayley Williams of Paramore, like this crush didn't last that long, but it was nice. I liked her a lot and Paramore was really awesome tbh.

Summer 2009 9th Crush I was taking my 1st college class at a community college and I became friends with this girl in my math class and we talked a lot before class about our interests and what we wanted to do in the future. She talked a lot about Ghost Whisperer and that was a pretty good show tbh. I donated blood for extra credit for a different class and showed her where the mark was and she kept telling me not to show her it and she kept rubbing it to make it feel better (It didn't hurt) I found that really sweet of her. The day of my math final I wanted to tell her my feelings after taking the exam, but she was already gone by the time I finished. The last time I ever saw her was during the following Fall semester, but I was too busy talking to an old high school friend and didn't get to talk to her long.

Early 2010 10th Crush I wrote a story that had people I knew in college and eventually I kept dreaming of her, she was a friend of mine. That relationship didn't work out and to be honest it was for the best.

January 2011 11th Crush I had was of a Youtuber that used to watch a lot on Blogtv when she did livestreams. I dreamed a bunch about her and it was mostly a celeb crush, but whatever

November 2011 12th Crush I had was a college friend of mine that I honestly didn't even know I had a crush on her, like I had a friend that used to talk bad about her artwork and I constantly defended her, that friend eventually asked if the reason I was defending her so much was due to having a crush on her. I honestly didn't think of liking her in that way, I just didn't want him to talk bad about her art (Her art was awesome and is still awesome now) I confirmed to myself I had a crush on her due to worrying a lot about her when we lost power due to a lot of wind (We lost power for a few days) I was hoping she was alright, then I had a dream about her on the 20th of November.

Sometime after 2011 and before 2016 13th and 14th Crushes started to develop on both Rooney Mary and Mary Elizabeth Winstead around the same time, I found it really strange to crush on 2 people at the same time, but this was the first time I crushed on multiple people at once and I think this is the start of me learning I was poly. Both crushes never really ended and sometimes I start getting feelings emerge again even today. Celeb crushes don't fully count as crushes, because they are both people I would never be in a relationship with and Mary is married. Rooney is dating someone at the moment and I would never want to come between someone and a relationship.

Really Early Summer of 2016 15th Crush, I started to have a crush on a speedrunner that I found really beautiful that streamed on Twitch at the time. The more I watched her the more I learned more about myself and that crush didn't last more than I guess a few weeks or so idk.

Shortly after the 16th Crush I developed a 15th Crush on someone that came from within me, this one is someone I doubt anyone will actually understand at all. She appeared in my dreams and after I started watching a speedrunner I started dreaming about a girl that went by Raven and she talked to me a lot and went to a lot of events with me in the dreams. Raven used to be really closed off, but only talked to me. I kept dreaming of Raven and she helped me realize my gender identity, so they are a huge part of my growth. Raven eventually started going by her real name which is Erika. I took the name Raven for my name to honor her. Erika is a personality of mine and I do talk to her from time to time and she is now really open and radiates happiness, I thought about Erika when I was in a really dark place where I self harmed and she brought me out of my depression that happened in like 2017. I still do talk to Erika from time to time and she tries her best to keep me happy internally. I love Erika and always will, she is one of my alters after all, she tends to like all my friends and sometimes you can even pick out which of my Tweets are her.

I am not writing about any crushes that I had after 2016, because that is way too recent and I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable.

[chaoticdelinqueerwithglitter]

Masterlist (or something)

Yey, I finally decided to put a little bit of order here, good for me! 🎉

In case that you didn't notice it, Tokyo Revengers is my Roman Empire, so there is going to be a lot of that here.

Current head image it's an amazing comission of me and Sanzu, by the hand of @gojosoreos . It makes me so so so happy, planning some chaos with my favourite gremlin ever! 💜💜💜

Is not my head image anymore, but I still wanna leave this here because it'll always be hilarious! The product of a collaborative brain riot with @just-sp-in-inginthevoid , about Autistic!Kakucho vs. Adhd!Sanzu. They're soulmates archnemesis and it's so funny 🤣🙈 Link to the art here!

The icon is mine, happy silly Sanzu (he's probably high, okay?)

The previous one was Meowzu, the best member of the Haitanis Team Rocket! 🙈 (link to both "art" in this post)

Also: My ao3 account in case someone wants to read it there!

(I'm trying to post everything here too but some of the last fics are only in ao3 for now)

Real masterlist and how to do ask/requests after this!

MASTERLIST:

Fics:

Red Snow (Angst KakuIza with happy ending)

Bonten was born from pain (this is technically a drabble but with enough angst for being a long fic T.T)

Look at how my tears ricochet: (Sanzu vs. Kisaki Angst with some light MuSan on it)

Introduction.

Part 1

Part 2

Let me tell you now, you're the lucky one (really angsty Bonten HaruKaku)

Hits Different (drabble of a train wreck)

Chokehold (Sanzu/Takuya in bad Toman Takemichi timeline) + Check the art here! 🥹

No drug can give me clarity (I need you here). Past Musan drabble

I'll love you better when I'm dead (tragic MuSan drabble of chapter 206)

Soon you'll get better (because you have to) (Dead Dove Bonten HaruMai)

Reborn Again (and again and again) (Bonten HaruMai & Sanzu bday centric)

Time, mystical time (cutting me open then healing me fine) (Final tl HaruMai & Mikey bday centric!) (FLUFF uwu)

Whumptober with Sanzu Haruchiyo! (a bunch of angsty snipets about him in every timeline)

Drabbles:

Izana Kurokawa x gn!reader receiving a red rose

Izana Kurokawa being a little shit with surprises (hc+drabble x gn!reader)

Kakucho Unbirthday series:

Izana's servant needs a birthday. Period. (platonic KakuIza)

Kakucho used to loves his unbirthdays. Before everything changed. (Angst drabble of Bonten Kakucho)

Mitsuya used to admire the Haitani brothers. In past sentence. (drabble of the final timeline)

Snippet on 5th division Takemichi.

Fanart:(or something)

Haitani brothers + Sanzu as a Team Rocket

Ran Haitani with an energetic s/o (art)

Silly Sanzu on fire

Headcanons:

Ran Haitani with an energetic s/o

Izana Kurokawa being a little shit with surprises (hc+drabble x gn!reader)

Little hc of Izana with "his kids" in the final timeline

Kurokawa siblings in the OG!timeline

Shared hc of Manila Izana and Bonten Mikey being connected in dreams!

HaruTaku hcs my beloveds:

HaruTaku headcanons!(bad Toman tl) 💜

Final timeline childhood sweethearts HaruTaku!

Final tl adult them headcanons around drugs, ooopsie?

Bonten HaruTaku! 🔥

Shared HaruTaku rambling!

I'm gonna try to put my theories/rumbles/memes about TR here, but it's a little bit chaotic and I'm probably forgetting something 😅

Memes: (aka random stuff that I found funny)

I can fix it (or not) + extra Takemitchy

Shinichiro DON'T

Poor Mitchy xD

My TR matchup! (because it makes me so happy that I didn't want to lose it)

Random thoughts/theories:

Kurokawa siblings in the OG!timeline

TR is like a trauma onion (Sanzu and OG!timeline)

The meaning of Sanzu's name (all thanks to @just-sp-in-inginthevoid )

Random thoughts about Mikey and TR ending

Say My Name (or how the season 3 ending broke me):

Analysis of why this ending is just pure pain

Analysis Part 2

Say My Name is pure Bonten coded

Talking about the meaning of Kokonui kiss

Kakucho and Sanzu parallels (again, just adding and commenting to @just-sp-in-inginthevoid post, bc sharing hc is fun 💜)

Adhd Sanzu Propaganda (I'm not even sure if this is a hc or just brain riot)

SHINICHIRO STAY AWAY FROM THE KIDS! (with love, but please xD)

ASKS:

You can ask me anything, if you just want to talk about TR or any other fandom I'm in, I will be more than happy to do it!

(but please, I can talk/theorize about JJK, but don't ask me to write about it, I'm still coping 😭)

About requests:

You can ask for headcanons, specify if you also want a drabble!

I'm gonna try to answer all the request, but sometimes I can write a lot in one day and other times not being able to do it in weeks, so if you ask for a drabble, be patient please!

I don't write smut (mostly because I don't feel comfortable writing it even if I enjoy reading it, sorry >.<) But we can talk about "dead dove, do not eat" 😌

Angst (with ot without happy ending) and fluff are my happy places for writing. But tbh, I'm an angsty whore. Hurt/Comfort is my type of fluff 🙈

Also, ask for ships! Rare ships are more than welcome, I love to experiment with them!

Or a gen drabble. You are curious about that character in that specific time line? Hell yeah, give me brain riot! 🔥

I usually write gn!reader, but I can do any specific gender if you ask.

I will not tolerate transphobia, homphobia, racism, etc. So be respectful!

Besides that, I will be more than happy to do any request, since I feel this is helping me to write more again. So don't be shy, ask! 💜

Ps: English is not my first language, so be nice please!

[missanxietyinvestigates]

Who were you, Mary Jane?

For a class assignment, I had to go to the local cemetery and choose a grave to research. I ended up picking a broken, weatherworn grave that just said "Mary Jane". There was clearly more, but the break was part way through the words, and so much of it had worn away that even a gentle pencil rubbing couldn't bring it out. Something about her seemed sad and lonely.

I found her last name, Hathaway, on FindAGrave, where you could see slightly more of the grave and where it was before it was broken. It reads, "Mary Jane, wife of Hiram Hathaway" with the rest sunken into mud.

I found her on Ancestry, but her profile was strangely empty. So was her FamilySearch and her Genie. Her husband's was equally empty. Three sources total between them. Eventually, through manually searching through records, I discovered her parents Enoch Aiken and Mary Bailey.

I expected information to start flooding in now, it had been two hours and I finally had enough to do some cursory searching, but the only thing I found was death records, and things on her parents. Eventually, though, things started to reveal themselves.

Mary Jane Aiken was born in 1837 in Cornith, Vermont. Her mother was from Hartford, Connecticut, and her father was from Cornith. Enoch had been a blacksmith all of his life and looks like his father was one too. She had three older brothers, two older sisters, and one younger brother.

(East Cornith, early 1900s, via Cornith Historical Society)

Mary somehow managed to elude the census all her life, so she disappeared from the historical record for a while. She probably spent the time before her marriage with her family in Corinth.

Her mother passed away from pneumonia in July of 1863. She was 69.

When the Civil War rolled around, (at least) two of her brothers and her father were called to war. The house would have been just her and her sisters. Her father was a blacksmith, part of the First Cavalry Regiment, Company D. He would have seen the Battle of Gettysburg, and came back to tell the tale.

You can read more about his unit here:

One of her brothers though, her little brother William, did not make it back from the war. He was shot and killed in the Battle of the Wilderness, on March 5th, 1864, in Spotsylvania, Virginia. We are lucky enough to actually have a photograph of him publicly available (though the image quality isn't great):

Her father would come back to Cornith, presumably for the funeral, and would pass away the next month, April of 1864 (his records say he died of dropsy).

I can't imagine the amount of loss that Mary and her siblings were feeling, losing both their parents and their little brother in a little over a year.

On April 27th, 1872, Mary appears again, marrying Hiram Hathaway of Bennington, Vermont on April 13th. Depending on when the wedding was, it would have been a rather chilly wedding.

Her husband, Hiram Hathaway, was born in 1837 and had grown up in Bennington. He had several siblings. He had been a farmer most of his life, though he also managed to elude the census a few times so he may have had other jobs.

Hiram had also had a rough 1860s. In 1863, when he was 26, his father took his own life using opium. In 1866, he lost his sister, Mary, though I can't find how she died. In 1868, he lost his mother to old age. After that, the rest of his siblings scattered to the winds. One to Wisconsin, one to Florida.

In June of 1872, her husband would appear in the paper, as putting up no trespassing signs for seemingly no reason. You can read the whole clipping here:

In 1874 and 1875, Mary Jane would write wills that had the executor of her estate as her friend, Abraham Gardner. I couldn't find anything on him, it seems like there were several Abraham Gardners running around Bennington at the time. She notes in her will that she wants all of her money to be put the the benefit of her husband, giving him monthly allowances. She wanted to give everything but the house, furniture, and one set of bedding, to her sister Aphia. We also get to see her signature:

On February 15th, 1875, Mary Jane Hathaway passed away from cancer. In 1876, due to her debts, her entire estate had to be sold off.

As unfortunate as that is, it gives us a very interesting look into her life, as an inventory and appraisal had to be made of all her things.

Among her items, she had:

A stereoscope (though no stereoscope cards were noted)

Many many sewing notions (it seemed to be a hobby of hers)

Numerous photos of family on her walls along with (at least) 3 photo albums.

A room full of books, especially on the history of religion and geography books.

Painting supplies

A box of "trinkets" (probably sentimental items she kept)

Her school book on grammar.

And a much clearer picture of what she was like starts to develop.

She's an avid reader, was very sentimental, and cared quite a bit about her family. She enjoyed sewing and painting, and maybe scrapbooking with the things she collected (though that part isn't confirmed).

In 1880, Hiram remarried to Ellen Thurber, a local Bennington woman. He moves into her parent's house, where he works as a farmer. One family tree says that he died in 1889, but I can't find anything to prove or disprove that. As far as I can tell, Hiram has no death records (at least none digitized). He is also not buried with his parents and first wife. He does not appear to be in the cemetery at all. His story ends with his marriage to Ellen.

Mary's sister, Aphia, died in 1901 due to paralysis in Keene, NH. Her brother, Enoch, would die soon after in a debtor's house.

After finding this all out, I went back to the cemetery looking her Hiram and to visit Mary again. I searched all over that section, but I think if Hiram was buried here, his grave has been eaten by the hill.

Hopefully, Mary's story can be reunited with the rest of her family, and maybe one day some more information will surface about her or Hiram.

I hope so. She deserves to be remembered.

[internet-siren]

October 2024 Internet Culture Round-Up

KSI’s Latest Song Drop 🎶 KSI dropped a new track in October, and let's just say… people had a lot to say. The lyrics? Copypasta gold: “From the screen, to the ring, to the pen, to the king. Where’s my crown? That’s my bling.” 🤴💎 Memes flooded in, mocking everything from Prime Energy to his other ventures. Even KSI fans were like, “This... is a lot.” And DanTDM called out KSI, Logan Paul, and MrBeast for pushing “low-quality products” to kids. Honestly, how do we even handle this? 🤔

Stop Jumping, Elon! 🚶‍♂️💥 Elon Musk’s awkward jump at a Trump rally became the meme we didn’t ask for but definitely got. On October 5th, at the Butler rally, Musk leapt into the air in a cringe-worthy moment that exploded across social media. This isn’t even his first awkward jump—this man’s made a career out of awkward leaping. From his Tesla meeting to random rallies, Musk’s jumps are giving us all the second-hand embarrassment. 🥲

Jack Doherty McLaren Crash 🚗💥 Jack Doherty, the Kick streamer, livestreamed himself crashing his $200,000 McLaren. Instead of checking on his injured friend, he was more concerned about his car while speeding in the rain. The whole thing raised serious concerns about influencer responsibility, but at least he got banned from Kick, so there’s that. Content creation shouldn't come at the expense of safety—glad to see some accountability. 👏

The Joker 2: Folie a deux Flop 🎬 Joker 2—yeah, I saw it. The beginning was alright, Lady Gaga was decent, but Joaquin Phoenix? Maybe a bit too into the role. Halfway through, it turned into a drawn-out court drama that was honestly a little boring. I left before the explosion (because, honestly, I’d seen enough), and spoiler: it didn’t get better. Expect a third movie, though—because that’s how Hollywood works. 😬

Hurricane Milton 🌪️ Hurricane Milton hit Florida on October 9th, 2024, as one of the most powerful storms in Atlantic history. It went from a Category 1 to a Category 5 in a single day, leaving destruction in its wake. While Tampa Bay was hit the hardest, conspiracy theories about the storm began circulating, with some blaming the government for using weather technology to manipulate the election. Sure, why not? 🙄

Velma Series Ends... Maybe? 👻 The Velma series might be over after two seasons. The finale had Velma killed by Scrappy-Doo (yes, really), only for her ghost to plot a comeback. But it’s not quite over yet—there’s a Halloween special where ghost Velma somehow returns to life. Fans are celebrating Scrappy-Doo’s revenge, but honestly, this whole show might just end here. Let’s just leave it at that, yeah? 🤷‍♀️

"My 17 Diapers Moment" 👶💩 Nurse Hannah went viral on TikTok after sharing how she found 17 dirty diapers scattered around her home two weeks postpartum. While some moms roasted her, others shared their own messy experiences, coining the term “My 17 Diapers Moment” to symbolize the chaos of motherhood. It’s a heartwarming reminder that moms should support each other, not shame each other. 🤍

Liam Payne’s Tragic Fall 💔 Liam Payne’s apparent suicide attempt shocked the world. After weeks of drama involving his ex and accusations of abuse, Payne was reportedly incoherent and aggressive before falling from a balcony. TMZ posted details within hours, before his family even had time to process. It’s a tragic reminder of how invasive media can be, exploiting trauma for clicks. 📰

MrBeast’s Reputation as "Nice Millionaire" Unraveling? 💸 MrBeast is facing backlash for his new product, “Lunchly,” which many fans called a cash grab. Things got worse when Rosanna Pansino called him out for shady business practices. Fans are starting to question his “nice millionaire” image, and the narrative around him is shifting. Is this the end of his golden reputation? Maybe. 🤔

Meet Luce, the Vatican’s Unexpected Anime Mascot 💙 The Vatican just introduced an anime mascot, Luce, designed by Simone Legno. With her blue hair and yellow coat, she’s here to connect with younger Catholics. Alongside other characters like Fe, Xin, and Sky, she’s been the subject of memes and fan art. The Vatican is officially embracing anime, and honestly? I’m here for it. 💖

Peanut the Squirrel Is Gone: Have We Entered the Worst Timeline? 🐿️💔 Peanut the Squirrel (P’Nut) is gone. Along with Fred the Raccoon, they were euthanized after a rabies investigation, sparking outrage across the internet. Both animals had a huge Instagram following, and now they’re at the center of memes and tributes. Feels a lot like Harambe all over again. Seriously, are we in the worst timeline now? Because this is just too much. 😔

[akmu-archives]

[140410] ['Raise Your Voice High!'] Article by Woman Chosun

As the lyrics of an anime theme song goes, the two brother and sister musicians who are ‘not pretty but lovely’ have returned. Suhyun and Chanhyuk, the behind-the-scenes stories before and after their debut as they became Akdong Musician.

Do you remember the sibling duo Akdong Musician who came from Mongolia? These two friends captivated the audience two years ago with their unique lyrics, unconventional looks, and kind voices. They recently released their first full-length album and revealed their inner selves through an essay. From homeschooling in Mongolia to becoming real "celebrities" after the audition, listen to their story.

Ugly?

Akdong Musician's appearance has as much "impact" as their music. First, they don't look like identical artificial humans, and second, it's surprising how cute and lovable their slanted eyes and protruding mouths can be. Above all, they're firmly against cosmetic surgery.

"My nose is very small. People send me pictures of flat-nosed ugly dolls, saying, 'Suhyun, there's someone who looks just like you.' But what can I do, even I think the ugly doll’s nose looks very similar to mine! One day, President Yang Hyun-suk also laughed and said, 'Suhyun, your nose...?'. I was surprised and stood there, and he said, 'It's really cute.' That's a relief. He didn't say that I'm ugly like everyone else does, but that I'm cute because my nose is small." (Suhyun)

Chanhyuk has been wearing glasses since he made it to the finals. It's not because he has bad eyesight. He thinks they are the 'high point' of fashion in their own way. He also says that they are like a frame that brings out different aspects of himself and captures them like a work of art.

"I wear glasses because I think they make me look much cooler on stage, but also as I want to look a little more like a musician than I do now. At the age of 18, the word 'musician' still doesn't feel familiar to me. [...] Of course, my eyesight is as good as a Mongolian eagle, so glasses are just the accessories on my face. What I need is a frame to put my image in. At some point, the number of frames gradually increased, reaching 40. During that time, I met a variety of people and showed myself over 40 sides of myself." (Chanhyuk)

Have You Ever Tried Homeschooling in Mongolia?

Two years ago, Akdong Musician was in the spotlight with their unique music style and unconventional looks. A columnist at that time interpreted their free-spirited musical world as "the bottom line is free-range." It's true. How could the emotions of these two who rode horses and ran through the grasslands while being homeschooled instead of going to school and attending academies be bland? It is undeniable that their out-of-the-box thinking was the musical nourishment of Akdong Musician.

"It didn't take long for me to realize that not going to school is not all good. If you avoid doing something just because you don't want to, it becomes even more difficult! [...] In conclusion, studying at home is a dozen times harder than studying at school. [...] What I realized after dropping out of school is that school isn't such a bore after all. How ironic!" (Suhyun)

Chanhyuk, who had an ordinary school life in Korea until the 5th grade of elementary school, found himself in the situation(?) of attending MK School in Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia the following year. However, his worries were just temporary. It was only a matter of time for him to adapt to Mongolia, the land of Genghis Khan and the grasslands.

"My Dad wanted to come to Mongolia so much that he persuaded my Mom for five years, convinced us by telling stories about Mongolia. My parents came to Mongolia with a 'missionary' purpose, but I followed them without knowing anything. It was the same for Suhyun. [...] The landscape of our family's travels also changed. On weekends, when the uncles I knew came to pick up my family to go play in the meadow, we would get in the car and drive through the field. It was as if the earth was round, I ran and ran across the fields as if I would meet the whole world if I kept going forward." (Chanhyuk)

Dad, a warm and friend-like presence

'It was a sight that I couldn't have imagined within the framework of what I understood about Chanhyuk. I realized that I had misunderstood Chanhyuk before.' This was what Akdong Musician’s father Lee Seunggeun said in an interview with a daily newspaper. It seems like the father was quite surprised by seeing his son's lively presence on TV. However, if you listen to Chanhyuk's story, you can see that it is his father's interest and love what makes him who he is today.

"In truth, all this time, I've been writing novels and composing music just to see my Dad feel happy. Every time, my Dad would look at me with eyes full of expectation, which gave me infinite courage. So I wanted to work harder, more and more, to do well every moment. […] My Dad's compliments are filled with sincerity. In the past, his praises were just at the level of 'Good', but this time, he pointed out specific things about each part of the song I sang, like the finishing touches were good, the sound was good, and so on. My Dad said he was living alone in Mongolia, and would watch the parts we appeared in repeatedly at night when he came home. On my dad's SNS, there were posts about me every day.

'Amazing, amazing, amazing.'" (Chanhyuk)

Dreaming of Music

A girl dreaming of Berkeley College of Music, a boy who didn't even know he had a talent for composing. The younger sister with a clear dream and the older brother who couldn't figure out his future were unknowingly sharing one intersection called music. Moreover, since they are siblings bonded by blood, there couldn't be a better compatibility than this.

"Is there any place on this planet where you can't go even if you say you want to? Even if it's a difficult place like Berkeley, I wouldn't cave in. I thought that one should always aim high when it comes to college or dreams, and Berkeley was the highest goal I could reach. When a goal had been set in my mind, I would draw a picture of it." (Suhyun)

Unlike Suhyun, who said she would go to Berkeley College of Music no matter what anyone said, Chanhyuk unknowingly had music ingrained in his body. He learned the guitar watching his dad, who played it so well that his hands were full of calluses. Then, after listening to a song composed by an older brother he knew, he thought, 'Should I give it a try too?' And that became the beginning of his composition. As his family continued to encourage him, Chanhyuk realized. 'Ah, I guess I’m good at something too.'

"Since I started composing, I have welcomed a new life. They were just songs I made just as they came to mind, yet they were met with reactions from my parents that were truly 'big bang.' Especially after dinner, my Dad said he wanted to hear our songs as a dessert. [...]

When I opened my eyes to music like this, melodies that were hiding somewhere inside me came out of my head as if they had found an exit. It seemed like there were so many songs hidden in my heart, since wasn't it true that I had had a lot to say all this time? Some days, I even received song orders from my friends. "Don’t cross your legs, how about that?" (Chanhyuk)

I Want to Become a Hardworking Genius

"It is said that a genius cannot defeat a hardworking person, and a hardworking person cannot defeat someone who enjoys what they do. Effort is always a necessary condition for success," says Akdong Musician.

"Before, I didn't know what it meant to work hard. I thought it was different from just doing what you like, that studying was what it meant to work hard. [...] A hardworking person must succeed. That's what makes the world fair! It is said that everyone in the world is born with some amount of talent. To make the most of that talent, you've got to work hard. [...] Only by putting in effort would you become something in the future. I am optimistic about my future. I love my practice room more than anything else, as if it were my own home!" (Suhyun)

YG Entertainment, home to Big Bang and 2NE1, became Akdong Musician's new home. In their early days, they attended concerts by Daesung of Big Bang, who was also known within the team for his entertainment skills. On that day, Chanhyuk confessed that he saw a 'charismatic' Daesung, not the 'funny' Daesung. Witnessing firsthand how Daesung captivated the audience made him realize the tangible results of hard work and sweat.

"After <K-Pop Star> was over, while we were still swept up in the excitement of victory, Suhyun and I went to Japan with CEO Yang Hyunsuk and Lee Hi. It was to attend Big Bang Daesung's concert. Perhaps because we went with the CEO, our seats were in the VIP section on the second floor. [...] To sum it up in a word, I was literally in 'brain freeze' mode. Until then, our stages had always been modest and small. It was the first time I fully felt what it truly meant to dominate a stage, and what it meant to communicate with fans." (Chanhyuk)

Source: 악동뮤지션의 못 다한 이야기

[heartelysia]

good kid, maad city

"just to say money tree is the perfect place for shade!" ; youre his stepdaughter, nothing more

cw ; stepcest/puesdo cest, brat taming, modern au, mentioned shui kong (knock me tf up pls), creep toji, perverted behaviour, age gap, mommy/daddy kink, implied semi public sex, breeding/creampie, choking, cheating, p in v, double penetration, implied smut

note ; WHEN I FUCKING POSTED THIS PRIVATELY AND HAD TO COPY EVERYTHING OVER PARAGRAPH BY PARAGRAPH 🤬🤬🤬🤬 me losing ny shit for the 5th time cuz data is expensive but wifi is dogshit SO NOTHING FUCKING SAVES WHEN I WANT IT TOO!!!! 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 [m.list]

how fucking pathetic. he said it himself - romance was a scene made for everybody else but him - so how the hell did he find himself trapped in a one-sided marriage? toji knew he was never one to settle down, he jumped from women to women for money and all he had to do was give out medicore sex because nobody gave a shit since he was that attractive.

but when he met a hot as fuck woman who happened to be a filthy rich real estate agent, toji knew he had to pounce onto that opportunity. he did everything he could in his power to get her around his finger, from basic flirting and sex where he actually made an effort to him taking her out on semi-expensive dates with the money he made from previous hookups.

during one eventful evening after their date, the real estate agent mentions a child. toji instantly grimaces, he fucking hated anybody under the age of 14 but when he was shown a photo of his girlfriends kid - he was obsessed. he stayed for you the daughter his gorgeous now-wife had.

sure, his wife was hot and when she mentioned having a kid but he did not expect the kid to be a full blown adult who was fincially stable and fucking stunning. (made him wonder who was the hot stud that knocked your mother up.)

more days than not, toji would be hammering his fat cock into your sobbing mothers pussy, forcing her to take it from behind so he could finally imagine that it was his beautiful stepdaughter taking his cock. he would have to resort to calling his wife by her last name to not accidently have your name slip out. tojis sex drive has been at an all time high when he found out his daughter would have to move back in with him and his wife thanks due to your new workplaces location.

and boy did you pick up on tojis weird behaviour. the lingering touches when he hugged you for the first time? the creepy stares he shoots you as you helps his wife cook? the oddly intimiate comments he makes frequently? the way some of your undergarments would go missing for a period of time just to come back with the smell of frebreeze?

toji was a fucking creep.

a creep that you fucked - regularly. as your mother was the breadwinner of the household, all toji had to do was freeload off of her hardwork. that alone fueled the hatred you had for your sexy stepfather.

how long as it been since you hooked up with your stepfather? about 2 days before your mother broke the news and yet your entire body is still sore like it was the first day. maybe the aching pain wouldve been at the back of your mind if that perverted fuck didnt slap the underside of your already-red ass constantly.

"what the fuck?!", you hiss lowly, shooting a flustered glare at toji, placing your hand on your ass to soothe the pain as he grins ear to ear at your embarrassment. with your face nuzzled into his chest, you couldnt do much beside whine and shoot glares at the man whilst his hand wandered lower and lower.

he rakes his thick, calloused hand all over your body, like he was attempting to carve the image of you into his mind. you shudder in his grasp, softly whining under your breath as your cheeks slowly become flush. "quit it creep! m..mom can come back from work at anytime!"

"trust me princess, shes busy selling houses with the new intern... suguru was it? shes with him.", toji scoffs, his eyebrow twitching at the mention of his cheating wife. he quickly brushes the negative emotion aside before he looks back down at his daughter, gently patting your cheeks as his thumb grazed your slightly chapped lips. "fuck, i shouldve just went for you when i had the chance doll."

you scoff. "youre unbelievable.", a pathetic whine bubbles in your throat as tojis hand crawls down and cups your cunt.

"oh please sweetheart. you should start browsing porn sites in incognito. whats with the 'stepdad pounds his daughter' hm?", he speaks in a condensending tone, his thick fingers spreading your pussy lips open as his other hand comes up to forcefully part your glossy lips.

toji spits into your mouth, grinning evilly at the dumbfounded expression on your face as he pats your chin, signalling for you to swallow. "maybe daddy should get mr kong for you baby.", he slyly suggests whilst hooking his muscular arms underneath your plush thighs, pushing your back up againdt the wall as his pelvis made contact with your messy panties. "you would like that wouldnt you? sandwiched between me and mr kong.", toji sneers, a wicked grin growing on his lips at your widened eyes and flushed cheeks.

you shake your head furiously at the perverted but true accusatsaion. cheeks blossoming into a bright tomato red as your head runs around in circles with the idea of shui kong and your stepfather.

toji laughs. playfully tapping your ass before ripping a hole in your pajamas where your crotch was. your eyes bulged out of your head as you watched the fabric drop to the floor, your stepfathers cocky smirk growing. "panty-less?"

a shaky scoff makes it past your lips. "im staying home, i wasnt planning on going out perv."

your stepfather shrugs, pushing your back against the wall with one hand as he pulls his sweats down along with his boxers, his aching cock dripping with precum, his mushroom tip slapping his abdomen whilst it throbbed with need. you bite back a needy whine, you couldve swore you felt your cunt tremble and leak at the sight of tojis vein pulsating.

when the sunlight decides to beam through the open window of the living room, your eyes go wide as you whip your head to the window. you smack tojis arm, "toji! the curtains, just- just go to my room.", you huff, gazing at toji yet somehow that gaze always landed back onto his angry cock.

toji seemed to not care, a small disgruntled hum was his answer. you smack his arm again to express your worry, he just shoots you a small glare, "dont care, anyone can watch as i pound your pussy.", he growls, spitting onto your cunt as he rubs his saliva all over your lips. you hissed at him in embarrassment, digging your nails into his skin.

god please give him a punishment worse than death.

with your beloved mother out of the city for a long weekend at a friends wedding - toji seized the chance. you remember how damn disgruntled you were, a resting bitch face for the entire time you were with your friends after you recieved the news of her departure.

against your better judgement to rent a hotel for 3 days, you listened to your mothers pleads with an irritated sigh. thats most likely why you ended up in this predicatment.

with your eyes glued to your balled up hands in your lap, your stepfather across from you and having the waiter eyeing you up and down. every passing moment seemed to irk you more and more, occasionally looking up from your lap to take an awkward sip out of your overpriced drink toji paid for.

your hand wraps around the fancy glass body of your drink to angle the straw better between your glossy lips - a small habit that you constantly did, never going unnoticed by your stepfather. tojis casual small talk with the waiter never faltered, the same man constantly coming back and forth with random desserts ordered and a side of nonstop chatter.

you wouldve blanked out as per usual if it wasnt for tojis calloused hand tapping rhythmically on the back of yours, your brows furrow slightly at the action. your coloured irises meet his, lips threatening to tug into a frown at the sight of his sultry gaze whilst praising you to the waiter who seemed somewhat uncomfortable.

"shes a shy one.", his hearty chuckle makes your blood boil as the waiter merely laughs and places down the parfait before leaving. toji turns his attention back to your unmasked agitation as a smirk tugs at his thin lip, "whats wrong kiddo?", that fucking tone - the fucking cockiness of it was so damn irritating.

"what do you think huh?", you snap back in a hushed tone to avoid any unwanted attention. you dig your nails into your palm as your hands balled up into a fist, brows furrowing in disdain. "calling me your girlfriend? are you sick?"

"dont act like your any better babe.", toji dismissively waves you off, the smirk growing as he grabs the single spoon off the plate the desert was seated on before picking up a portion of the sickening sweet parfait and placing it in front of your frowning lip. "eat up brat. dont wanna tell mommy that her sweet daughter developed an eating disorder because of daddy."

you grimace at his words - toji refering to himself as daddy wouldve made you gag if your thighs didnt tense up. "youre disgusting", you spat venomously.

that seriously pissed him off, does he have any idea why? no.

"im fucking tired-", toji begins, his voice an octave lower than usual as he growls at you, squeezing the silicone bottle full of lube onto your sore ass, "- so goddamn fed up with this bratty attitude of yours.". there you felt his thick calloused fingers scoop up some lube and tease you puckered asshole, causing your entire body to jolt.

"f-fuuuck!", you squealed, whining and panting as you felt his finger penetrate your asshole. toji smirks and softly chuckles when he catches your flustered glare directed at him. "i fuck...ing hate ah- you.."

another pathetic yelp is ripped from your throat as you felt your ass ache with another one of tojis hard spanks. "thats no way to talk to your father.", he coldly says, landing another harsh spank onto your ass.

you shiver in his lap, whining like a child. "'m sorry- pl-please... please 'm sorry..", you hic, tears leaving marks on your cheeks as you bit your lip.

your mind was a mess, losing count of the amount of times your body physically pleaded and yearned for your stepfathers cock to penetrate you. "j...just fuck me al- already!", you weakly beg.

toji merely smirks at your pathetic whining, grinning widely when your body shudders and your head whips around at the feeling of silicone rubbing up against your weeping cunny. "i wont fuck you, maybe this'll do the job.", he lowly says, gathering nearby lube dribbling down the curve of you ass on the dildo. slowly, he pushes the fake cock into your trembling asshole.

you body shakes and drops down at the foreign invasion, the sound of your breathy gasps and choked sobs echo in the room as the black dildo - a splitting image of tojis aching cock - inches deeper into your asshole, carving itself against the walls of your trembling hole. the fake cock slammed against your prostate again and again, making you squirm in pleasure despite yourself and your proclaimed hatred for your stepfather. every time you tried to break free from his grasp or cry out in pain, he only held you tighter, determined to teach you a lesson about giving him any attitude.

toji groans loudly as he sees your sopping cunt leak with your juices, the pleasure coursing through his veins making him even more aroused. he grasps your hips firmly and began moving his hand faster, slamming into you harder with each stroke of the dildo. "thats it baby girl," he growled lowly into your ear, "take it all."

toji removed his bruising grip from the soft flesh of your hip, his hand now traveling southward to tease your sensitive bud between your legs, rubbing circles around it gently before dipping two fingers inside you and exploring your soaked cunt. you couldnt help but shudder under his touch as he played with your most intimate spot, whimpering quietly each time his calloused thumb grazed your sensitive clit.

without a hitch of your shortened breaths, toji flips you onto the mattress, the previous area of the sheets you were nipping on was soaked in salvia. an airy gasps passes your lip as you feel him pick your hips up till your thighs touch his pelvis. toji doesnt stop rubbing circles on your sensitive clit, sending electrifying shots of pleasure all over your body.

your back arches at the dildo bottoming out in your tight ass and tojis ministrations, your jaw goes slack as your thighs tensed up, your body expressing the overwhelming estacsy you were experiencing. at your pleasure, toji speeds up his actions, pumping the silicone dick into your aching asshole quicker than before. your eyes are blown wide as your hands fly down to wrap themselves around tojis thick wrist, "s-slow do- ngh?! -wn!"

your stepdad sneers wickedly, raking his eyes all over your face, smirking at the sight of your shocked expression with drool making its way down your neck. ignoring your pleas for mercy, toji continues pounding your ass vigorously with the dildo while simultaneously rubbing his rock-hard cock against your swollen opening, taunting you with its size compared to the toy stuffed inside you. "you could imagine this dildo stuffing you full is mr kong," he teased into your ear.

you weakly sobbed, salty tears dripping between your glossy lips. you were to fucking worked up to care, you just wanted - needed - toji to fill up your empty cunt. "please... please- give... give me your- ah! your cock!"

a broad grin spread across tojis face as he heard your desperate plea. without warning, he pushed the dildo deeper into you - reaching places you never knew it could - he kneels down behind you on the soft memory foam mattress, positioning himself at your dripping pussy. "as you wish brat," he muttered before pushing his thick cock into your tight ring of muscle.

there was pain mixed with pleasure as he slowly pushed himself inside you, stretching your little cunny wider and wider until he was fully seated within you. once his fat cock was buried to the hilt inside of you, he begins pumping his hips forcefully, slamming his throbbing cock in and out of your weeping cunt mercilessly.

he began hammering into you ruthlessly, using his strength to push deeper into your tender walls with each powerful stroke. every time he bottomed out inside your gummy walls, he would pause for a moment before pulling almost entirely out before slamming back in again, hitting those sweet spots inside you again and again until you were a sobbing mess that couldnt form coherent words.

toji smirked cruelly as he felt your braindead babbling escalate. he leaned down and captured your lips in a bruising kiss, tongue forcing its way past your lips as he dominated your mouth. his hips picked up speed, hammering into you harder and faster as he ground his pelvis against your ass cheeks mercilessly, earning guttural grunts from his scarred lip.

groaning deeply, he grabbed hold of your hips and started moving faster, slamming into you relentlessly. each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through both bodies while causing skin-on-skin slapping noises echoing throughout the small space. the scent of sweat and sex filled the air as tojis teeth nips down on your neck, receiving a strained yelp from between you choked sobs and moans.

the man lets out a few grunts, huffing as he pushes your head down into the sheets, his other hand smoothly thrusting the dildo into every crevice to make sure he grazes every inch of your asshole. "so pretty- ugh fuuuck.. so pretty for me-!", toji hisses between gritted teeth as he feels your dripping pussy tighten around his cock like it was trying to milk him dry.

"good girl," he growls, his voice deep and rough as he continues to thrust into you without mercy. each time he hits your cervix, a moan escapes your lips as you writhe beneath him. his grip on your hips tightens, and he begins to pinch and bite your sensitive flesh, leaving small marks on your skin.

with a devious smile, toji slaps your ass hard enough to sting before pulling out of you suddenly, only to slam back in again with renewed fervor. shrill moans and desperate sobs escape your lips as you grip the sheets hard enough for them to turn white.

toji growls in sick satisfaction as he hears your strained cries, his urge to cum growing stronger with each passing second. he picks up the pace, slamming into you harder and faster with each thrust, determined to give you what you want - and more. he slaps your sore ass again, leaving a stinging sensation that only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through your body.

"fuuuck!", toji growls, thrusting his hips further up into your warm cunt, relishing in your wet gummy walls taking on his exact shape. "ugh- gonna.. breed this pretty pussy and make you a m-mommy..!", he hisses, drilling his cock into you as his other hand works on slamming the fake silicone penis in and out of your ass.

the pain mixes with the pleasure, sending shockwaves of excitement coursing through your body. your walls begin to tighten around his cock, begging for release as you feel yourself getting closer to orgasm. you look up at him pleadingly, silently asking for permission to cum.

you sob loudly against the sheets, your teeth grinding the thin sheet between them as the knot in your tummy grows unbearable. drool makes it down your chin at the duel pleasure whilst your back arches deeper at tojis fingertips pushing you down. "'m gonn- gonna cum!", you squeal out, streaks of pale red staining your cheek.

a thick chuckle echoes in your ears, "mommys gonna cum?". you nod furiously, drool making its way down your chin and onto the bitten sheets. your cheek rubs against the damp sheets, "mommys gonna get bred by me 'kay?", toji softly says, the shit eating grin on his lips growing each time you mumbled out incoherent sentences.

fuck. you really, really wanted to slap that smug look off his face, maybe when you werent getting fucked dumb on his fat cock and the identical silicone cock. more drool drips down onto the sheets as your thighs begin to tremble, "ah- go.. gonna cuhm-! s- si...", thoughtless babbles come out your lips alongside the aching knot in your lower tummy threatening to explode.

even with a sore clit that was hardly stimulated, your orgasm inched closer and closer from the raw ecstasy the duel pleasure both cocks brought you. with your climax nearing, you began to grow restless, your desperate moans and pleads fill the air alongside the sound of skin slapping against skin. hearing you cry out in ecstasy drove him even wilder, pushing him over the edge.

ending with a guttural growl, he pumps your gummy insides with thick splurts of his hot cum, filling you up to the brim till you swore your stomach bulged. his thrusts became harder, faster as he was determined unloaded everything he had in his fat, heavy balls.

sighing, toji slowly pulls his creamy cock out of you tight hole, pulling out the silicone dildo out of you ass at the same time. he takes a moment to catch his breath before staring down at you, admiring the mess you both made. looking down at your cum-filled, swollen pussy and asshole, he smiled proudly at the sight of his semen coating your insides. "perfect," he murmured softly into your ear before leaning in for another deep kiss.

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#OneNETnewsEXCLUSIVE: Starbucks Reserve in Baguio City turns into Personal Office, infuriating customers with a Suspected Travel Vlogger individual from the UK (updated as final!!!)

(Written by Mitch Williams / Bailley Mass Communication news intern for OneNETnews)

BAGUIO CITY, BENGUET -- In an unpredictable twist at the Starbucks Reserve located on the 2nd floor of ShoeMart Baguio (SM) in Sunset Terraces, Luneta Hill, Upper Session Road, Baguio City, Benguet… The renowned coffee shop was surprisingly converted into an impromptu "Personal Office" for students and regular or repetitive customers, causing uproar among patrons, including a former Scottish poker player turned into a critical suspect travel vlogger named Dale Philip.

(SCREENGRAB COURTESY: Dale Philip via TikTok VIDEO / A Bengueteña Student inside a Starbucks Reserve sees a Male Foreign TikToker from the UK during the self-filming production in a rantful commentary.)

Netizens across the Philippines have expressed their frustration on various social media platforms over the extensive queues and the misuse of the said coffee shop space, particularly after a TikTok video (owned by ByteDance Limited) went viral on Sunday (November 5th, 2023), following the post-Undas or All Saints and Souls Day weekend. The actual extended video in a bite-sized form can be found uncut on YouTube, which was first filmed in late-August 2023. His self-footage highlighted the Starbucks location being fully occupied by a series of loitering "Digital Nomads", who were studying or working in Baguio City, leading to a chaotic environment and long waiting times for both regular or repetitive customers.

(PHOTO COURTESY for REPRESENTATION: Dale Philip via IG PHOTO)

Mr. Dale Philip, known for his background as a Scottish poker player and current travel vlogger from Edinburgh, Scotland, United Kingdom, found himself caught in the midst of the chaos, impatiently waiting to order his Matcha Frappuccino or Matcha Latte. The situation raised questions about the café culture, with customers feeling the space was being monopolized by individuals turning Starbucks Reserve into their personal workspace.

(FILE PHOTO COURTESY: Google Images and FB PHOTO)

The Starbucks Reserve concept is designed to offer a premium and immersive coffee experience, featuring rare and exquisite coffee blends. Located within SM Baguio, this particular Starbucks branch has become a go-to spot for coffee enthusiasts. However, the recent surge of "Digital Nomads" using the space as a makeshift office has tarnished the intended experience for either regular or repetitive customers.

"So they've got a Starbucks right here. Look at all these guys (in Baguio) with their own laptops just sitting, using it as their personal office. I would hate that! Somebody just doing their homework right there", as former professional poker player and suspected travel vlogger said.

He brazenly ranted that the Filipinos in Baguio City attacking netizens whether online or in person that he is losing concept for its disrepectful café culture: "Digital gonad is way worse that I can tell you. Just sit in your house, condo, or in your hotel room and do your work! Why do you need to be sitting in somebody's coffe shop to do your work with people disturbing to you? And look all these people coming in and out. I don’t understand this whole concept. I DON'T even like coffee, I only ever go to Starbucks for the Matcha Frappucino. But yeah, the whole concept of this coffee shop culture, I don't understand it at all…", Philip concluded in an extendedly viral TikTok commentary video via YouTube.

The issue has reached a national level, prompting concerns from government officials, including the Department of Information and Communications Technology (DICT) and the Department of Education-Philippines (DepEd-PH). Calls for intervention to regulate the café culture of "Digital Nomads" at Starbucks Philippines have grown louder, emphasizing the need to maintain a balance between serving the needs of these remote workers and preserving the enjoyable atmosphere for all customers. We try to reach out to the DICT, DepEd-PH and the British Embassy of Manila via e-mail for comments on the matter to our news team of OneNETnews. However, as of this development of writing, there has been no response from any of these entities involved.

But PinoyTrend reports told in a disclosed ambush interview that the Starbucks Philippines' President (Noey Tantoco Lopez), it is legal to sit here at the Starbucks Reserve: “That was my first experience in Starbucks when I stayed for so long nursing one cup of coffee, and I was so amazed… So I don’t want to deny anybody that. That’s the Starbucks experience. Why would I deny that to anybody else? That was the magic I felt so to this day, we let people stay as long as they want. It’s part of our business”, Starbucks PH President Mr. Lopez said.

Mr. Lopez clarified that these customers in Baguio and the Province of Benguet had no time limits to stay at their coffee shops: “We strive to create a welcoming environment for all of our customers. We do not have any time limits for being in our stores, and we continue to focus on making the Third Place experience for every Starbucks customer”, he stated.

(STOCK PHOTO COURTESY: Google Images)

The potential impact on Dale Philip's status in the Philippines has also been a topic of discussion on social media. With the ire of ruefulness comments and possible mass cyber libel threats looming in hate speech and targeted public harassment online, there is speculation about whether he might face deportation back to the United Kingdom, as according to the Bureau of Immigration (BI).

As the online controversy intensifies, it remains to be seen how Starbucks Philippines and relevant government agencies will immediately address the concerns raised by customers in Baguio City and the whole province of Benguet, whether this incident will lead to a reassessment of café culture norms here in this country.

SCREENGRAB COURTESY: Dale Philip via TikTok VIDEO BACKGROUND PROVIDED BY: Tegna

EDITOR's NOTE (from Rhayniel): We fully updated with a statement via Starbucks Philippines' President named Mr. Noey Tantoco Lopez from a disclosed ambush interview obtained by PinoyTrend, as stated from the extended TikTok video via YouTube. A big shoutout to Mitch Williams for finalizing our exclusive news report.

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-- OneNETnews Team