#and the thought of being in that situation without access to clean water or treatment

[burt-reynolds]

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[nuclear-breakdown]

Chernobyl

It was April 26, 1986, and Anatoly Dyatlov was in charge. Tasked with running a test for Reactor No. 4 at the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant, it began much later than planned, and with an entirely different crew. Beginning just after 1 AM, the maintenance program immediately went array.

               Under Dyatlov was shift supervisor Aleksandr Akimov and senior reactor control chief Lenoid Toptunov. They had access to a guide that was meant to give step-by-step instructions on how to run the tests. However, many of the steps had been crossed out or written over. The previous shift had told them to ignore the alterations.

               The power levels in the reactor core began to fluctuate at inappropriate levels. The shift personnel on scene were becoming nervous over the state of the reactor. Akimov was alleged to have voiced his wishes for the test to be halted, but Dyatlov was insistent on it being carried out to completion. But the worrying numbers became too much for 25-year-old Toptunov. At 1:23.4 AM, he pressed the A-Z5 button, meant to immediately stop any activity in the reactor by inserting all control rods into the core. Instead, two explosions rocked the building.

               The control rods are meant to halt fission activity in a reactor core, to stop any radioactive power generation halt. But, unknowing to the crew, Soviet RBMK reactors, the type used at Chernobyl, had a horrible flaw. The tips of the control rods were covered in graphite. Graphite, instead of stopping nuclear fission, makes it increase many times over. With all rods being inserted at once, the power level rose to an unknown number. First, the upper shield of the reactor was blown clean off, smashing through the ceiling of Reactor No. 4. Pipes and wires were destroyed upon the blast. Without water being able to run into the core, another explosion occurred, flinging radioactive debris everywhere.

               Radioactive isotopes were flung out into the open air. Firemen arrived to put out what they thought was a burning roof fire. Instead, they came face-to-face with the glow of Cherenkov radiation. That is when the air becomes so radioactive that the oxygen atoms ionize in real time. Those who have seen the unearthly blue glow up close do not often live to tell the tale.

               Unaware of exactly what had happened, but knowing that something must be done, both firefighters and reactor personnel worked as hard as they physically could to get the ruined reactor under control. Attempts were made to put water into the core, as it would hypothetically help moderate any reactions occurring there. But, at this point, the core did not exist anymore.

               Soon, many firefighters and plant personnel began to fall ill. Vomiting, burns, and confusion began to sweep through the men. These are the initial symptoms of Acute Radiation Syndrome (ARS). Those suffering from ill symptoms were taken to Prypiat Hospital. But the institute was not equipped for even a small-scale radiation incident, not to mention the dire situation that Chernobyl was in at this point. The critical patients were quickly sent to Moscow Hospital No. 6, the top Soviet hospital for radiation injuries. However, even with treatment, it was not enough for many of those exposed. Officially, there are 31 deaths attributed to the Chernobyl disaster, consisting of firefighters and plant personnel. But this number does not take into account those who came in to clean up the destroyed reactor.

               The roof was covered in radioactive debris. At first, robots were to be used to move the material back into the blown out hole into the roof. But the radiation was so high that the machinery was quickly shorted out. Thus, it was decided that humans must be used to clean. Those sent to the roof were known as Biorobots. One person should have only been on the roof for 90 seconds, doing as much as possible before leaving with a very large dose of radiation. But it would hopefully not be enough that it would cause damage. But many liquidators, both on the roof and decontaminating the 30 meter exclusion zone, were never given ways to track their exposure. Many were simply working until they were told to leave. It is unknown the death toll of Chernobyl liquidators, as the Soviet Union never attributed any of the increased cancer rates to radiation exposure. The increase in childhood cancer is also not considered. The true number of fatalities due to the Chernobyl disaster is unknown.

               There is so much more to the Chernobyl story. From the scientists who handled the unprecedented disaster, to the shady practices of the Soviet government; there are many factors and consequences which can be studied about the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant. More sources of information are included in the description.

[scripttorture]

Hello! I have a few questions related to your most recent post and the definition of torture. You said:

"A trained person who was never tortured will always out perform someone whose training involved torture."

According to everything else I have seen on your blog, this makes sense - the mental and physical trauma from being tortured have lasting effects which make certain tasks more difficult.

However, this seems to juxtapose certain tropes I've seen in US military training advertisements. For example, "Hell Week" in the Navy SEAL training seems like it would be torture if it was forced upon someone (like if the soldiers didn't sign up for it and didn't have the option to quit.). *Hell Week is when soldiers are training continuously for 5 days in freezing, wet conditions, with little more than 4 hours of sleep for the entire week, under insane amounts of physical and mental stress.

- If someone chose to be tested both mentally and physically, I feel like it wouldn't be torture. However, if the same exact conditions were forced upon someone else (testing their mental and physical limits without their consent or understanding), does your quote above mean that the person who did not have a choice would not reap the benefits of the training/testing? Or would the Navy SEALs be better soldiers if they didn't have to go through 'torturous conditions' during Hell Week, regardless of their choice to do so?

(I used Hell Week as an example, but I meant this question generally. I'm trying to figure out how to best train an elite soldier and avoid any harmful torture apologia tropes, while also making sure that they are able to handle insanely challenging situations)

- My other question has more to do with the definition of torture that you quoted from the UN in one of your master posts. If someone is being seriously injured (pulled fingernails, whipping, starvation etc), but not for the purposes of interrogation, punishment, or intimidation, is that still torture, or is that just abuse? And, regardless of what we call it, would the effects be the same as if it were torture for any of the three motives above?

Sorry if this is long and hard to understand, I can clarify if needed!

It’s not the longest I’ve gotten and it’s perfectly clear, duck*. :) Honestly this is a difficult topic with a lot of nuance, it’s better to take a longer and more thoughtful approach.

 From the stand point of the legal definition and what we study/understand as torture any consensual activity, however extreme, is not torture.

 But here’s where it gets interesting: consent and our attitude to an activity actually changes our response to pain. It may even change how much pain we feel.

 I’m going to take a slightly different example to yours. There are a lot of cultures globally that have practiced scarification, ritual cutting to deliberately form scars. And this can be done for a lot of reasons: membership of a family or clan, coming of age, traditional medicine, religion, you get the idea.

 A lot of people in these cultures describe their scars as incredibly important and the process of getting them as a moving, deep and positive process.

 This does not mean they wouldn’t be traumatised if they were attacked by someone with a knife.

 Being able to approach something painful and see it as positive really changes our perspective. It makes trauma and mental illness a lot less likely. And being able to back out, even if it’s just for a little while to take a breather, seems to make us able to withstand more pain then we would have otherwise.

 The simplest and most famous experiment that dealt with this relationship between our mindset and pain asked people to keep their hands in ice cold water. They timed how long people could do it when they were told to stay silent and how long they could do it when they were allowed to swear. If they swore they could hold their hands under for longer. An average of forty seconds longer.

 Looking back over O’Mara (Why Torture Doesn’t Work, a very good intro to how pain works and what it does to the brain) the way he describes it as by thinking of the experience of pain as a collection of three things. There’s the physical sensation itself, the nerves firing. But there’s also an affective component, how we feel emotionally about the experience and a cognitive component, how we think about it.

 Did you ever play that game as a kid where you stuff as many chilis as possible in your mouth to see who would spit them out first? I… might have done. And from what I remember it hurts an awful lot. But those memories to me are mostly about messing about with my friends, I remember trying to be stubborn about it and I remember us laughing at each other.

 This is a completely different experience to someone being held down and having chili stuff up their nose. But the difference isn’t necessarily in the physical damage done or the physical sensation of pain. It’s in the other components, the emotional response and the rationalisation.

 I also had a filling drilled in my tooth without painkillers as a kid. I don’t know how common this is in the West? It happened in Saudi. Honestly my biggest memory of it is the language barrier between myself and the dentist.

 These are anecdotes obviously but I’m trying to show that you probably also have experiences in your own life that back up the experiments too. The way we think about a painful experience really does make a huge amount of difference. And that means consent matters enormously.

 These soldiers are going into this experience knowing what to expect, how long it will last and that they can stop at any time. That makes a huge amount of difference. Those same factors have drastically increased the time volunteers will spend in solitary confinement for research. I’m pretty sure if I dug even a little I’d find pain studies with similar findings.

 Here’s the flip side: the physical factors are still in play.

 Sleep is an important physiological process that’s essential to normal functioning. Studies on consensual sleep deprivation have shown massive negative impacts on memory along with a host of other things that you can read about here.

 Let’s take a non torture example. A student who stays up all night cramming for an exam is not going to develop the symptoms of trauma that a torture survivors who was sleep deprived would. But the effect sleep deprivation has on memory is due to sleep playing an essential role in preserving memory (and learning more generally.) So they’re both likely to have difficulty remembering things in days just before and just after sleep deprivation. They’re also both more likely to have false memories and catch a bad cold.

 As a result of this memory impairment I question the educational value of anything involving sleep deprivation: you can’t learn while messing up the processes that let your brain remember things.

 There have been cases in the UK of people dying during training for the armed forces. Because while consent makes a huge difference, mindset makes a huge difference- our bodies still have limits. We can choose to push ourselves past those limits and, whatever our motivation or feelings, it can do real harm.

 Personally? I’m unsure of the benefit of these kinds of exercises. As in I’m unsure there is a benefit. Learning is going to be shot, chances of injury are going to be a lot higher- I don’t see anything that could be improved by these sorts of exercises.

 Anecdotally people do report feeling like a closer unit after going through these sorts of routines. That might be the benefit: moral and unit cohesion, possibly self-esteem too.

 If you’re making up something for your story I think it’d be helpful for me to mention a little statistical effect that gets used to justify punishment pretty regularly. Get some dice out if you’ve got them and roll one. Let’s say the number represents performance in some kind of test (because effort and learning matter but our performance also varies because of things we can’t control.) A roll of 1 gets punished, a roll of 6 gets praised.

 Now after you roll that first 1 statistically speaking the chances are your next roll will be better. And if you roll a 6 then statistically speaking the chances are your next roll will be worse. People observe this effect in real life and they often conclude that there’s no point in praising someone but that punishment leads to improvement. Really it’s just a statistical effect, after a particularly, noticeably bad day the chances are things will be better next and vice versa.

 This effect can make it difficult for people to recognise overall, long term progress. Which is the kind of progress you should be paying attention to when designing a training program.

 If you want good performance from people, whatever the metric, the most efficient thing to do is ensure that those people are; well fed, have access to clean water, get plenty of sleep, have breaks and have access to medical treatment when they need it.

 I’d say the main things to keep in mind when designing this fictional training regime are:

Being honest about the effects you describe, ie if they’re spending long periods without shelter are they at risk from exposure? If they’re standing in cold water are they going to get hypothermia?

Remember that even if something is damaging or causes lasting trauma it would not necessarily prevent someone from doing their job. Torture survivors have serious, lasting symptoms but many of them still work.

 I think I’m going to leave that there because I’m not an expert in militaries or training people. And keep in mind that I am a pacifist, read this with my biases in mind.

 Getting to the second question, there is a little more to the UN definition then that. The primary factor is still who the abuser is. For it to be torture (legally speaking) the abuser has to be (or be ordered by) an on-duty government employee, part of a group that controls territory (ie an occupying force). Some countries also count international organised criminal gangs in this definition.

 It’s also important to note that torture can be targetted at someone other then the victim. So if the police arrest the brother of a political opponent and beat him in order to intimidate the politician, that is still torture.

 Basically there are a lot of factors in the legal definition of torture and it’s that way by design. The hope is that you end up with a framework that captures as much government abuse as possible.

 But it also means that there’s a pretty high barrier when it comes to proving torture. Which means that things which are legally torture can be prosecuted as assault, bodily harm or equivalents to these, because it’s easier to get a conviction for those charges.

 Technically you are correct: if abuse done by a government official doesn’t have one of the four motivations in the legal definition (attempts to obtain information, forcing a confession, intimidation or punishment) then it doesn’t meet the definition.

 However in practice I’ve not heard of a case failing because of the motive.

 I’m not a lawyer and I’m not an expert in international law. I won’t say it’s never happened. But it’s much more common for cases to fail for other reasons. Off the top of my head I’d say the most common reason is difficulty proving the abuse took place.

 The most common types of torture today are ‘clean’, a term we use to indicate that they don’t leave obvious marks. If someone turns up with fingernails torn out or the skin of their back lacerated by a whip that is clear physical evidence of abuse. Nothing else causes similar injuries. But if someone turns up at a doctor’s with swollen feet or reddened skin, if they’ve lost a lot of weight or they’re so tired they’re struggling to stand… Well all of those things can be caused by common tortures. But they can also be caused by common illnesses.

 A lot of the deaths from torture today are similarly hard to prove. Beatings and stress positions ultimately cause death by kidney failure. Which can mean that prosecutors are asked to prove a victim didn’t have an underlying health condition. Or take drugs.

 Honestly my instinct is that the motive is the easiest thing to prove. It’s often harder to bring charges against people in positions of authority, regardless of the country we’re talking about. Bringing those charges, proving abuse took place and proving it was done by the person in question, those are usually the tricky parts.

 The difference between torture and abuse is scale. Torture is industrial scale abuse.

 The law doesn’t define that scale but that’s what we’re talking about when we talk about abuse from organised authority. Abusers might have dozens of victims. Torturers have thousands, tens of thousands.

 If you want to explore a different motivation in your story, something outside the legal framework, consider the scale at which this abuse is taking place. Consider how organised it is. If it’s organised and large scale, with multiple abusers, with no prior relationship between the abuser and victims then torture will probably be a better model then abuse. If it’s smaller scale with a more personal relationship and if it isn’t supported by a legal framework/organisation then abuse might be a better model.

 For victims and survivors the difference isn’t so much about the symptoms they personally experience as the… side effect of that scale. Abuse victims are often very isolated and may not know anyone who has had a similar experience. Torture implies a community of survivors and possibly generational trauma. There are also effects to do with access to support, access to medical care and how likely it is that someone will be believed.

 Torture survivors are often systematically disenfranchised in a way that abuse victims are not. Torture survivors are often forced to leave their home country. Anecdotally, based on what I’ve seen globally over the last few years, I think that struggling to get citizenship is increasingly an issue for torture survivors. And without citizenship there’s difficulty finding legal work, getting accommodation, accessing medical care, accessing the legal system etc.

 I do not know whether torture survivors are more or less likely to be believed by their community compared to survivors of abuse. I do not think any one has attempted a comparative study. I do know that the prevalence of clean torture means that many torture survivors are not believed and this puts up a further barrier, making it harder to access medical treatment and bring charges.

 Rejali’s book was published in 2009, so things may have changed a tad. At the time he was writing the average wait for a torture survivor to see a specialist doctor was about 10 years.

 Abuse is to torture what murder is to genocide. And there are difference on a wider social scale as a result.

 I mention all that because I feel it’s relevant but the impression I get is you’re mostly interested in the long term symptoms? In which case, yes the legal definition makes very little difference. The physical injuries caused by particular kinds of abuse don’t change depending on whether it’s a private individual or a police officer holding the Taser.

 The lasting psychological symptoms are not particular to torture; they’re what the human brain does when traumatised. The same symptoms can manifest in people who witness traumatic events but weren’t actually hurt themselves. They can manifest in people who were injured in accidents and they manifest in people who were neglected or abused. Hell, I have a couple of them, though no where near the severity a torture survivors would experience. A sufficient amount of stress is enough for these symptoms to start developing in anybody.

 You can find the general list of symptoms here. There’s also a post specifically about memory problems over here.

 The pattern I describe; that these symptoms are a list of possibilities not ‘every torture victim will get all of these’ holds true for trauma survivors generally. Anecdotally there is some variability with chronic pain being reported more often with some kinds of abuse. That might be because it can have physical causes, psychological causes or a mix of the two.

 Whether it’s torture or abuse there isn’t any way to predict a survivor’s symptoms in advance. Much of the advice I have about writing torture survivors and their symptoms holds true for trauma survivors generally. Which is why I’ll still take a crack at some questions that aren’t about torture.

 Pick the symptoms that you feel fit the character and serve the story. We can’t predict symptoms and that means that there’s no reason why you shouldn’t pick the things that appeal to you.

 And I think I’m going to leave it there. I hope that helps :)

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[hongism]

mists of celeste ➻ 34

➻ pairing: ??? x fem reader ➻ genre: space au, pirate au, space pirate!ateez, angst, smut ➻ Word Count: 6.7k ➻ Rating: M ➻ Warnings: language, violence, guns and weaponry, blood, future warnings tba ➻ summary: Sneaking aboard the ship of a renowned space pirate may not have been the best idea, but you’ll have to make do with what fate has handed to you

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“Wooyoung.” The voice is soft on your ears, and you revel in the peace it provides while you can, mind bringing the comforting image of San’s feline features without hesitation. Merely the sound of his voice fills your chest with warmth. It’s something that blossoms and spreads throughout your whole body as you begin to slip into consciousness. “Wooyoung, get up. They brought us some food.”

Wooyoung.

A hand clamps down hard on your shoulder. Your eyes open against your will, fluttering lashes that reveal a dimly lit scenery around you. The same scene you saw before with it’s cold, metal walls and rattling chains that rupture with noise every time someone shifts a muscle. It hits at that moment. This is not your body, you are not seeing with your own eyes or hearing with your own ears; you are merely looking through a piece of foggy glass and watching this dream – if it can even be called that – unfold with no control. At first, you had a sliver of control over the body and you moved on your own, but now it’s like you are merely a ghost inhabiting Wooyoung’s body alongside his consciousness.

That lack of control is terrifying, to say the least. Seeing things happen and not being able to help or do anything at all. You felt this fear once before, when you were trapped in prison and watching your team unravel and come apart because of your actions. Now, you are witnessing the repercussions of your identity in a whole new light.

San’s sharp features fill your vision. A hand reaches up between your bodies and cups the man’s cheek, turning his head left and right as your eyes flit over his face in search of something.

“Bruises are worse today.” It’s Wooyoung who speaks, soft and mellifluous tone falling from what should be your lips but isn’t. The entire situation is a bit baffling because you can’t reconcile where your consciousness ends and Wooyoung’s begins.

“I’m fine. They brought us some water. You should use it to clean your cuts before they get infected.”

Wooyoung waves the Spectre’s concern off and shakes his head.

“I’m fine. My knee is the only thing still bothering me. Once they take the chains off I’ll be able to set it properly. Ribs okay today?”

“Peachy,” San murmurs, hand coming up to rub at the mentioned spot subconsciously. “I’ve broken plenty before. This is no different.”

“Except you haven’t had proper treatment. I don’t even know if it’s a stable or transverse or oblique fracture… could even be comminuted for all we know.” Wooyoung lifts a shaky hand to his hand and combs through the charcoal-colored strands with no direct purpose. “I-I don’t know – I don’t know how to treat broken ribs. Yunho didn’t – I never asked him h-how to and I—”

“It’s fine, Wooyoung. I won’t die from a broken rib.”

“And if one of the bone shards is lodged in your lung? Think you can survive a hole there? Just… j-just let me know if anything changes. I don’t know what I can do if you start coughing up blood but I’ll figure something out.”

San is silent for a moment. His gaze shifts to the dirtied floor where thick iron chains weave crude patterns over the tiles. They cling to his wrists and ankles, a bit too loose but not enough for him to slip out of them. Wooyoung bears the same kind along with Mingi off in the corner. The Spectre seems to debate something for a moment before he glances up at the ceiling for a half-second, then he pulls closer to Wooyoung to mutter in his ear.

“They’ve been watching us for days. If we can break the cameras then I can use my abilities to—”

“To what, San?” Wooyoung interrupts. He shakes his head ever so slightly and heaves a deep sigh before speaking again, this time quieter than before. “The second a camera feed goes dead, they’ll send someone here to investigate. Mingi is too weak and injured to fight, you can hardly move or stand up straight with that rib, and what am I going to do? I can’t fight as well at you two, and I certainly can’t defend all of us, not with these chains and not on my own. Besides, the collars you and Mingi have are specially tailored to your class. They’ll restrict your usage of your abilities and you’ll only get hurt worse if you try using them.”

“But we – we have to get back to the others. We don’t know what they did with them or if they were taken too. They could have taken Y/N a-and Yunho and Yeosang. And who knows what happened with Hongjoong in the arena or if Seonghwa and Jongho found him?”

“I’m sure they’re okay.” Wooyoung’s tone remains noncommittal, but there’s something about the way he speaks the words with enough certainty to imply that he knows something San doesn’t. San rubs at the skin under his shackles. His wristband must have been taken because it’s nowhere in sight, and you can only assume that they did the same with Mingi’s as well. “We need to wait for a better opportunity. See where they’re taking us and why. We’ll find the others when we can, but right now… let’s get through this together.”

“Fine, but at least clean the cuts on your arms while you can. Who knows when they’ll bring fresh water by again.”

“Give it to Mingi. His injuries are the worst.” San inhales sharply. His lips part to no doubt deny Wooyoung’s request, but the shorter man levels him with a small shake of his head. “Please, San. I need you to trust me when I say that I will be fine.” Wooyoung glances over to another corner where said Berserker sits with shoulders slumped and head hung. You can’t tell whether he is awake or not, but that doesn’t seem to be important because San manages a hesitant nod then goes to approach the man.

Wooyoung watches San’s back as he walks. It’s careful, calculating, almost vigilant and the moment he decides San is at a far enough distance, he whips around to face the corner. Eyes glare holes into the seam of the wall and floor.

“I know you’re there, Y/N,” he whispers, and if you weren’t practically in his body, you would struggle to hear the words. You can’t even properly panic at his direct acknowledgment of whatever this is — he knows you’re there, whether it’s seeing through his eyes or pushing your subconsciousness alongside his. “I don’t – I don’t have time to explain. They’re transporting us to a different facility today. I think they’re going to separate the three of us into different cells. One of the guards mentioned putting Mingi in a steel cage on his own. I’ll try my best to convince them that we should stay together. I…” Wooyoung pauses, lips darting over his dry and cracked lips. “If they separate us, I w-would be able to explain this better but – listen, Y/N. I know this must be confusing and disorienting for you, but I need you to do two things for me when you wake up. First—”

“Wooyoung!”

Wooyoung cuts his thought short with a sharp hiss and a quickly exhaled curse.

“His fever is getting worse.”

“Fuck,” Wooyoung mutters, turning back around and rushing over to where San kneels beside Mingi’s hunched form. He brings a hand to Mingi’s forehead, brushing the damp hair there back so he can have better access, and even you can feel the heat emanating from the Berserker’s skin. Wooyoung withdraws his hand quickly and reaches down for the hem of his shirt. “Get the water for me, I need to make a rag of some sort to put on his head.”

Wooyoung yanks at his shirt, ripping it along one of the side seams and tearing all the way to the other side of his waist. San moves behind him in a rush to get the water as Wooyoung bunches up the wad of torn clothing.

“Mingi, can you hear me?”

“Y-Yeah.”

“Why didn’t you mention the fever earlier?”

“Didn’t wanna worry you both.”

“Ah, Mingi…” Wooyoung sighs. San comes up on his side and delivers a glass of water into one of Wooyoung’s waiting hands. “I need you to lie down flat on your back. We’ll put this on your forehead for now, and I’ll look over your stomach again, okay?” Wooyoung dunks his makeshift rag into the cup, soaking it thoroughly while San reaches forward to tug Mingi’s shirt up to his sternum. The moment Wooyoung’s eyes flit over to glance at the newly-exposed skin, you are overwhelmed by the urge to vomit.

Right beside Mingi’s left hip, nestled close to the band of his pants and almost as long as a small blade, lies a broad cut. The skin around it is swollen and angry, holding a yellowish tint to it that you can see in the lowlight of the room. It is wide open, and the stretch of Mingi’s taut skin does nothing to keep the wound sealed shut. You don’t need to be a doctor to realize exactly how bad the cut is. San and Wooyoung exchange a nervous glance, and the worry in San’s eyes is so palpable and thick that it nearly chokes you. Wooyoung’s hands tremble as he eases Mingi onto his back. Water splashes over the floor, and Wooyoung nearly drops the rag in his efforts to calmly place it over Mingi’s damp forehead.

“Woo—”

“I know! I know it’s bad! Okay? L-Let me think this through.” Wooyoung sits back on his heels, tongue swiping over his lower lip. “Mingi needs rest right now. We can’t do anything without supplies a-and we need to just hope that they won’t let him die.”

“And if they don’t care?” San questions. He clamps a hand down hard on Wooyoung’s shoulder and pulls the man to face him head-on. “We don’t even know why they took us, let alone what they plan to do with us!”

“Yeah, well, quit looking at me like I have all the answers! If they wanted us dead, they would have killed us by now. There’s no way they would go through all this trouble to just let us die before we even get to our destination.” San’s hand falls away from Wooyoung as the Spectre sits back as well, eyes glued to Mingi’s reclining form. “It’s the middle of the night, San. I’m sure they’re planning something for the morning if they’re giving us food this late so let’s hold out a little while longer. Get some rest, I’ll watch over Mingi for a bit and make sure he can sleep okay.”

San pulls further away from Wooyoung at that, relenting in his arguments to return to his corner of the all too small room, and Wooyoung watches him go with lips pressed into a thin line. He doesn’t stop staring at the man until San is curled into the corner with his eyes shut. A sigh passes through Wooyoung’s lips as he turns back to Mingi, one hand stretching out to smooth down the Berserker’s hair.

“You comfortable, Mingi?” He asks. Several seconds pass in silence, and the only sounds that can be heard in the room are the steady and raspy breaths falling from the Berserker’s lips. “Hm, I’ll take that as a yes.” Wooyoung lets a couple more minutes go by without saying a word or making a sound, and it’s only when he seems confident that both San and Mingi are asleep that he speaks again. “Y/N, when you wake up, tell Seonghwa that the moon is shining over cold waters. I know it sounds weird, but he’ll know what it means. A-And Yeosang. Please tell him that I’m okay and he doesn’t need to worry. Then give him the same message as Seonghwa, okay? He’ll… he knows what’s going on b-between us, this whole connection, all of it. He can explain it to you for me. I would – I would do it but I can’t risk Mingi or San overhearing this. It’s already risky enough like this. I’m gonna send you back now before one of them starts asking questions.”

Something cold blossoms in your chest, like someone is trying to claw their way out of you and rip you apart from the inside out.

“Look after Yeosang while I’m gone, Y/N. I won’t forgive myself if something happens to him and I’m not there.” That’s the last thing you manage to hear before shadowy tendrils snake across your vision and bring you back into pitch-black darkness.

You wake up with a start, jerking back into full consciousness in your own body, and you jolt upwards into a sitting position. Everything burns and aches. Sweat beads your brow, slick down your back as well even though the room is cold. Of course it’s only a dream, a weird premonition that plagues you every time you lie down to sleep at night. It has been three days since that day in the arena, the one where three of the crew were stolen away from under your noses, and these dreams have become incessant in their persistence. This one was a first though: the first time Wooyoung has ever acknowledged your presence and spoken to you the way he did, and no matter how much you try to rack your brain, you still cannot get it to make even an ounce of sense.

The right side of the bed remains cold to the touch. It’s a familiarity, yet at the same time, it burns a hole deep in your chest which will linger for hours on end. Seonghwa hasn’t left Hongjoong’s bedside in days. He refuses to look you in the eye when you two are in each other’s presence. You can’t pretend that you don’t understand why because it’s blatantly obvious given that it started the day you met with Jisung and had that emotionally-charged conversation afterward. Yeosang won’t leave the room he’s staying in, and Jongho stays with him for hours on end just to try to ease some of his broken emotional state. Yunho is the only person who tries to maintain a sense of normalcy, but even so, he can’t do much. You have yet to hear a true apology fall from his lips, and until he gives you that much, you are content to greet him with a cold shoulder as petty as it might sound.

As for Jisung, you haven’t heard anyone breathe a word about him in days. You are positive that Seonghwa is going to meet him during the day at some point because the man will disappear for one or two hours then visit Yeosang for the same amount of time before returning to his incessant vigil at Hongjoong’s bedside.

You positively despise everything about the situation you all have been thrust into, and at the forefront of it all are these damn dreams. It almost seems as though the universe is trying to punish you for being the reason why the others were taken – San and Wooyoung, more specifically – because why else would you see through Wooyoung’s eyes and see the direct results of your mistakes. Even a cold shoulder doesn’t do anything to ease your worries, and thus you push your way into the room across the hall with a new sense of determination. You don’t stop until you reach your intended destination, lingering beside Seonghwa’s shoulder where he kneels at the side of Hongjoong’s cot. He shifts his chin to the slightest degree as he look at you out of the corner of his eye.

“Did you sleep okay?”

You aren’t sure what your plan was when you decided to come to Seonghwa. You haven’t thought about what you want to say or should say, but it seems a bit odd to lead with something like ‘every time I go to sleep I wake up in Wooyoung’s body and see through his eyes’ so you can’t very well start with that. The issue is that you don’t even know where to start with this conversation or what to say.

“Um…” You trail off, thought dying in the back of your throat. Seonghwa twists to look at you more directly now.

“Y/N?”

“T-The moon—” you cut yourself short, tongue darting out to wet your lips. “The moon is shining over cold waters?”

It doesn’t process right away. The man blinks back at you with confusion shining in his bright and round eyes, and you are ready to backtrack and tell him not to worry about it. Then, Seonghwa’s expression goes flat, color drains from his features, and his mouth falls agape. He jerks his head forward to stare at Hongjoong’s unconscious body, eyes darting all over the place, while you can do nothing except stand there and wait.

“Who – how do you… god, hold on.” Seonghwa squeezes his eyes shut so tightly that it hurts to look at. He brings a hand up to rub at the spot between his eyes, lips barely moving a centimeter when he speaks next. “Where did you hear that?”

“Wooyoung asked me to tell you that,” you whisper back. It’s utterly illogical since the two of you are alone in the room and Hongjoong isn’t awake, but you’re afraid to speak any louder than that, like you’re divulging a secret for just the two of you to hear.

“Wooyoung. When did he—”

“Last night.” Seonghwa lifts his chin.

“How?”

“I-I don’t know how to – to explain it. He told me to deliver that message to you and to Yeosang as well.”

“That… that explains why I couldn’t find you last night,” Seonghwa murmurs the words under his breath, and you’re almost certain that he isn’t intending them to be for your ears until he jerks his head to look you in the eye. “Daichi knew where you were but said he couldn’t tell me.”

Ah, so he was in the Dreamscape last night. Waiting and looking for you. While you were off inhabiting Wooyoung’s body and living in his consciousness. Then does he not know?

“You mean you didn’t – you weren’t there?” You inquire, tone a lot less confident all of a sudden.

“Where, Y/N?” Seonghwa pushes himself to his feet and stands at his full height, looming over you a little bit as he moves to stand in front of you. “What exactly did you see last night?”

“What is Wooyoung?” You ask rather than answering his question. Seonghwa tilts his head to the side a bit and looks off to the wall behind you. He inhales sharply, tongue dragging over the front of his teeth, and his hesitance tells you all you need to know. “Seonghwa.”

“We need to go to Yeosang,” Seonghwa says after several deep breaths of silence. He reaches down to grab your wrist, fingers nearly closing around your skin when you yank your arm back in defiance.

“You’re just – no! Why can’t you tell me what he is?”

“I don’t even know what you saw last night or what you mean by he told you to deliver a message. It is impossible for that to happen. Even if he is a — it’s impossible.”

“Is he a Si—”

A hand clamps hard over your mouth, Seonghwa’s other hand flying up to cradle the back of your neck as you jerk backward, and you blink at the man in utter shock. He doesn’t look back at you, however; his eyes are glued on Hongjoong’s reclining form, eyes so wide that you think they could bulge out of his head. He watches the steady rise and fall of Hongjoong’s chest go undisturbed for two, five, fifteen seconds before letting his hand drop back to his side.

“Not here,” he hisses under his breath, and for the first time, you hear him speak directly to you with a certain sense of vehemence in his tone. “Y/N, please.” You manage a small nod, unsure of what else there is for you to say, and Seonghwa takes hold of your hand again, this time letting his fingers slip through yours. You don’t know what comes over you in that moment; perhaps it is simply a leftover sense of bitterness that bubbles deep in your gut.

“Yet if this is what you truly want… if you have a chance to rest peacefully at last with someone you love, who am I to deprive you of that? That is all I could ever want for you.”

You tug your hand out of Seonghwa’s grasp, pulling it close to your chest as you turn around and head back towards the door. Turning around now would be a mistake; you can’t bring yourself to think about the expression of pain that surely crosses his features.

“I’m sorry. I would do anything for you, but I cannot force you to stay. That is the one thing I cannot bring myself to do.”

There is so much left unsaid between you two right now, so much you want to say but can’t, and you know that it will probably be the way for quite some time. You would rather run from this than face it head-on and look Seonghwa in the eye to tell him that you need him to make you stay because the guilt that eats away at your gut won’t let you stay otherwise. You don’t stop to see whether Seonghwa is following you, but you don’t really need to because you can hear the soft shuffling of his footsteps trailing after you as you step out of the room and into the hall. The air around you is too stiff and quiet. The silence brings the starkly haunting image of the cell San, Mingi, and Wooyoung are trapped in to mind.

You wait beside the door as Seonghwa knocks on the wood and calls out softly to Yeosang inside. When it cracks open, you expect to see the blond standing in the doorway; rather, it’s red eyes and dark hair that greet you, and you make brief eye contact with Jongho before he redirects his focus to Seonghwa.

“Need me to step out?”

“Yeah, you can go downstairs and eat with Yunho. He should still be down there.”

Jongho nods twice then glances back over his shoulder. He says nothing more as he steps out of the room and replaces Seonghwa’s spot in the hallway. You’re about to follow the lieutenant in when Jongho lands a hand on your arm, squeezing tightly at your forearm and pulling your focus towards him for a moment.

“How are you holding up?”

“…Could be better,” you murmur back.

“We’ll get them back soon.” Jongho sounds so confident, and you can hardly feed into that confidence yourself thanks to the turmoil rushing through your mind without cease.

“Yeah, I’m sure we will,” you lie, pressing a smile onto your lips if only to reassure the Berserker. Whether he believes you or not remains to be seen. He steps away and continues on down the hall, however, so you can escape his scrutiny for the time being and follow Seonghwa into Yeosang’s room.

The first thing to hit you is the darkness of the room. All the lights are turned off save for a lamp beside the bed and the soft morning light filtering in through the window. Yeosang sits in front of the fogged glass with his back to the door, illuminated by the pale light. In this atmosphere, you can truly see his princely features and it makes perfect sense how he could have been a prince in the past with the sharp angles of his jaw, even slope of his nose, blond hair falling in soft waves around his head and resting flat against the back of his neck. If you didn’t know how cruel he could be, you would dare to say he looks almost angelic with the sun’s rays hitting his hair and reflecting off it in soft halos.

“Yeosang,” Seonghwa starts, tone hovering above a whisper.

“More plans from the double agent today?” Double agent? You don’t realize what he means by that until Seonghwa clears his throat and drops his chin to his chest. Jisung.

“No, there’s something else we need to discuss.” Seonghwa shifts to look at you, and it’s only after he gives you a small nod that you realize what he wants. It’s on you to bring up the topic of Wooyoung, to deliver the message he gave you, and to start this conversation. Yeosang swivels in his seat as slowly as possible. You choke on air when he looks directly at you, not even bothering to spare Seonghwa an ounce of his attention once he notices you are in the room as well.

“Wooyoung asked me to tell you th-that he’s okay and you d-don’t need to worry,” you whisper. It’s hard to meet Yeosang’s intense stare, and you regret it when you do because of the sheer lack of emotion in his dark eyes.

“Wooyoung asked you to tell me that. Right.” Accusatory, cold, disbelieving. How the fuck are you supposed to get this man to believe what you witnessed with some weird string of words that he’s supposed to know the meaning of? “Do you take me to be an idiot, Y/N? Why the hell would I ever believe something as ridiculous and inconceivable as that? Don’t tell me you believe her, Seonghwa.”

“You should just — the moon is shining over cold waters,” you sigh, squeezing your eyes shut to hide your frustration.

“Where did you hear that?” There’s a shift, wood scraping hard against wood, and all of a sudden, you’re forced to open your eyes because the man is in your face with hands clenched so hard around your biceps that you can feel the bruises forming already.

“Yeosang,” Seonghwa warns. He takes a step closer to the two of you.

“Where the fuck did you hear that?” Yeosang demands, louder this time as he presses so close to you that his breath cascades over your face.

“Wooyoung told me to tell you that,” you spit back. You shrug his hands off you with a quick jerk of your shoulders, stepping back a bit to put some distance between your bodies. “Because for some fucking reason, I can’t go to sleep at night without waking up in his fucking body and seeing through his eyes with zero control or ability to do anything for myself like I’m some backseat driver in his consciousness while I watch him spend hours trapped in a cell with San and Mingi until he either falls asleep or ‘decides to send me back’, whatever the fuck that means!”

“What?” Seonghwa exhales, head whipping so hard you could get whiplash just from watching him. “Y/N, what did you say? I thought — you mean you didn’t go to the Dre— you didn’t see him there?” You’re acutely aware of the way Yeosang’s eyes flit from Seonghwa’s body to yours, cold and calculating as ever, but something in his features expresses a pre-existing knowledge, like he knows exactly what Seonghwa is talking about with needing an explanation. It sends shockwaves of panic through your body. You can’t stand the way he’s staring at you; it feels too much like he is picking you apart piece by piece.

“W-What? What the fuck are you saying?”

“Oh, cut the damn act, Y/N. I know what you are.”

Both you and Seonghwa reel on Yeosang, and your vision spins with the haste at which you move. He huffs out a laugh, lips twisting at one corner as he grins at you with a sense of cruelty to his gaze.

“If you’re going to pretend to be something, you ought to do a better job, especially seeing as I’m the only true Elitist on the crew. I don’t know who you thought you were fooling, but even if Wooyoung hadn’t told me what you are, I would have known regardless.”

“W-Wooyoung? Wooyoung told you what I am?” You stammer, eyes as wide as saucers. “How did he know?” Your eyes go directly to Seonghwa, and you search for answers in the man, or at least some indication that he was the one to tell Wooyoung about your identity but he shakes his head. Given the shock on his features as well, you’re inclined to believe that he truly had nothing to do with Wooyoung knowing.

“Did he not tell you anything? Not even about the meaning of that phrase he gave you? How typical of him to get sidetracked.” Some of the hostility slips away from Yeosang’s tone at the mention of Wooyoung in such a way, and he shakes his head a bit.

“He said he couldn’t explain because Mingi and San could overhear. But I still don’t understand what’s going on or why this is happening. Why didn’t this happen with the two of us?” You direct the question to Seonghwa, hoping for some sort of answers from the man given his previous knowledge about Sirens, but what you get instead is disappointment and confusion.

“I’ve never even heard of such a thing happening, never read about it, or seen any sort of legend talking about this type of connection,” Seonghwa says through a sigh. “Yes, Wooyoung is a Siren just as we are, and while I had my suspicions about your identity as one, he is the one who came to me and confirmed it because… because he had a dream of sitting in a black lake with a red moon and seeing your reflection in the water instead of his. I didn’t know what it meant back then, and I don’t know now.”

“W-When?” You can’t recall a time when Wooyoung was ever in your body or if you even realized that he was there.

“Right after you came onto the ship. In the first four days you were hiding in that box, Wooyoung came to me saying that he saw a girl’s face in the water, and when I asked him to describe her features, I instantly knew it was the one who I ran into outside the airlock. You.”

“And you two were just — you weren’t going to tell me that this was happening? Or that Wooyoung knew all this time?”

“Seonghwa and I are the only two people who know about Wooyoung’s identity. It’s been that way for six years. Not even Hongjoong knows, and that’s exactly how we intended for it to be. You would never have known if not for this connection between the two of you.” Yeosang blinks between the two of you. He folds his arms over his chest, letting one hand rest under his chin. He says nothing more than that but you can clearly see that there is more on his mind than merely that.

“Then what about the meaning of the phrase? You said it had a meaning, Yeosang.”

“The moon is shining over cold waters. Wooyoung’s moniker is Tsukio, meaning moon. Your moniker is Umiko, is it not? Child of the sea? We came up with it as a failsafe in this sort of situation, where if Wooyoung was in danger and you happened to inhabit his consciousness, then he would give you the code to deliver back to us. Seonghwa would tell you his identity as a Siren, and I would do my best to explain whatever I could in Wooyoung’s absence. There is nothing he does not tell me, even down to matters like this.”

“I don’t understand why Seonghwa doesn’t have this ability as well though.”

“As I told you, Y/N, all Sirens are different. They interact in different ways, and they all have different abilities. Yeosang and I haven’t stopped looking for answers or trying to find even the slightest bit of information about this. Given what Wooyoung has told us, we have only come to one conclusion. You are the sea, and Wooyoung is the moon. No matter where you are in the universe, the seas are always influenced by the moon and tied to the moon in some way. Tell me, Y/N, have you ever seen Wooyoung in your dreams before this?” Seonghwa pauses to let you process and answer the question. His eyes search yours for any sort of response, but you can’t come up with one right away.

“H-Help! Someone – someone help!” You cry out, voice croaking like a frog, and your throat burns from the effort. One of the chained prisoners in front of you turns at the sound of your voice. Dark charcoal hair flutters in the still air as he whips around to face you, eyes wide and curious as they land on you. All the air leaves your lungs. Your heart constricts painfully in your chest, and you choke on nothing as his face comes into focus.

Wooyoung.

A cloaked man steps in front of you and effectively blocks your line of sight before you can examine the sight further.

Wooyoung.

A searing pain blossoms over your cheek, and it takes a moment for you to process that the person has just punched you.

Wooyoung.

Another blow comes down on your head. You feel your body go down before your mind catches up, and you enter a harsh freefall. Your chains clatter as you tumble to the ground.

“Y/N!”

“You have,” Yeosang states, arms falling limply by his sides. You’re about to agree when another memory hits you out of the blue, something you haven’t seen in a long time, all the way back from when you had the surgery on your arm and when Wooyoung plugged an anesthesia shot in your neck.

The dream is beginning to fade, darkness swirling into one large mass, but before the serenity around you can disappear entirely, you catch sight of something new. Amongst everything that is familiar and known, this is completely foreign. A new figure, shorter than Daichi for certain, but also bearing dark hair. He stands off at the other side of the lake, near the shore like Daichi had been, but his back is facing you. He bears garbs like yours, white and flowing despite the lack of a breeze.

“Twice. After the surgery on my arm and after the m-mission to get the serums.”

“You merely saw him? Not through his eyes?”

“Y-Yeah.”

“And now this is the first time you’ve seen through his eyes.”

“No. It started the first time I went to sleep after what happened at the arena.”

“And you waited four days to say anything?” Yeosang scoffs, face contorting into a scowl in an instant.

“He didn’t speak to me until today! Without that damn phrase, you would have called me insane and not told me anything.” Yeosang opens his mouth to retort, but you jab a finger at his face before he can. “Don’t try to tell me I’m wrong.”

“I think…” Seonghwa trails off, puffing his cheeks full of air and exhaling deeply. “I think Y/N and I need to speak with Daichi about this. It sounds like this connection – whatever it is between the two of you – it sounds like it’s something that is triggered when the other is in danger. Wooyoung inhabited your body when you were dying in the boxes in the cargo hold.”

“He had control though,” Yeosang cuts in.

“He had control over me?”

“Over your body, yes. He told me that he climbed out of the box in the middle of the night and left a blood trail leading to the box. He knew San would be on the first shift to do inventory in the morning, he knew San would have mercy and not be able to kill you, and he knew that San would be able to pick up on the blood trail leading to your box.”

“He…” He saved my life. Your throat closes in on itself. Wooyoung is the only reason San found you in that box. You probably would have died the next day if not for him.

“She was physically incapable of doing even the bare minimum at that time. But you said you have no control over Wooyoung’s body?”

Two shaky hands dart up to your neck, clasping around something terribly cold and metal. It’s a collar of sorts, and it refuses to budge even a centimeter as you try to yank at it. A finger slips under the ridge of the metal. You brush over the cold skin there only to find a blossoming scar across your neck, one that spreads no matter how far you move your hand along the collar. You jerk your hand out from under it with a growing feeling of disgust churning in your stomach.

“I h-had control the first time. But for less than a minute. Like once W-Wooyoung was fully conscious again, he took control.”

“I need time and my notes back on the ship,” Yeosang mutters. “Y/N, I’ll need you to come visit and tell me everything that has been happening in these dreams, along with all the things that started happening when you first came aboard. Once we’re back on the ship, of course.”

“Well, that will be coming sooner than expected.” You and Yeosang glance over at Seonghwa at the same time, eyes wide with unspoken questions. “We’re going back to the ship this afternoon. Yunho plans to transport Hongjoong back with Jongho’s help. He’ll make the rest of his recovery there, but we need to get moving. Jis–our double agent finally figured out where they’re taking the others. Geofflan system, planet Dorado.”

“Seonghwa, that’s—”

“Yes, I know, Yeosang,” Seonghwa interrupts. His lips twist into a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes, and no matter what way you look at the grin, you only see sadness in it. “We would inevitably have to go there at some point. I can’t keep running forever, can I?”

Dorado? Why does this feel familiar?

You peer at the side of Seonghwa’s head in silence, mulling over the words and racking your brain for that sliver of a memory about Dorado.

“Maybe Hongjoong found a lead on Dorado, and that’s where we’re heading next. Seonghwa might be tense because of that.”

“What’s so important about Dorado?”

Jongho’s eyes find yours and suddenly grow wide. He shakes his head a few times, but the nervous gleam that dances across his eyes doesn’t escape your notice.

“Perhaps it’s time for me to go home and face my demons after all,” Seonghwa whispers, letting his smile stretch a bit wider. It falls away a second later, and something dark takes over, something you decide you don’t want to see cross Seonghwa’s features again. Because in that moment, you see something sinister and cruel, and all the legends you heard about the man come to life before you. The stories of a man in a black cloak bearing a silver scythe in one hand with a gun in the other, the fearless killer who stands beside the Scourge of the Black Sea rearing death in his wake. When Seonghwa turns on his heel and leaves the room, you see it. The dark shadows billowing behind him curl outwards and sweep across the floor, crude shapes built by the light in the hallway, and that cloak of darkness sits on Seonghwa’s shoulders. It’s like the Lieutenant of Death has crawled his way out of the dark abyss of hell that Seonghwa kept him buried in, and the face he rears horrifies you.

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[star-trekkin-across-theuniverse]

Worthy (pt5)

A/N: I thought I would try to get on top of things and cue a chapter. @rampant-salamander​ @bolontiku​

Markus, as it turned out, was the goofiest guy I was likely to ever meet. His passion for clean energy was matched only by his passion for collecting vintage pop cans. He was the only person on the team who had an office, and it was cluttered with partially finished projects, and mountains of proposals. And his bookshelf had not a single book on it, but instead was lined with pop cans, right back to the dawn of canned carbonated beverages. It was impressive. He pulled his chair around to sit beside me instead of across the table. And in a move that proved the clutter to be a highly efficient filing system, he pulled my proposals from the middle of one of the stacks of papers.

“Your three proposals have all been greenlit by Pepper and Tony, but I won the coin toss, so I get you first. I suspect that your green washer was your back-up proposal, but I love it. I think it’s important to make clean energy available to every household. Your washing machine is economical to build, and that will make it accessible to all income levels. But it also takes into consideration some pretty fantastic advancements in water reclamation. I was impressed by the various disciplines you worked with to put the proposal together, some clearly not your areas.” His speech was relaxed. He flipped through my proposal, certain areas highlighted.

“I’ve lived in university residences for the last nine years. I assure you, access to space and energy efficient washing machines at an affordable price was something I got quite passionate about as more and more of my clothing was destroyed by or stolen from the communal machines,” I laughed.

“I was particularly impressed with the water reclamation technology you managed to build into the machine. That’s usually a very cumbersome apparatus.” He flipped to the schematics I’d included in the proposal.

“I took inspiration from Mr. Stark’s arc reactor miniaturization, and consulted with one of the senior engineering professors to ensure my calculations wouldn’t decrease the output capacity,” I explained.

“You were the only applicant who not only admitted to consulting, but credited the colleagues you consulted with. My department is a well-oiled machine, and every person has a role to play. Your dedication to teamwork is why I pushed for you to work on this project first. Well, and that it’s really cool.” His compliments were making me feel overwhelmed again. I shook my head and looked away. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m worried about the fall-out when you all discover I’m not as amazing as you think I am.” My laugh was stilted. He clapped me on the back.

“By the time that happens, we’ll have the washer on the market and you’ll have secured your place at Stark,” he laughed. His comment made me smile, but it was seriously terrifying to have so many really amazing people telling me that I was awesome. I was untested, fresh from school and so inexperienced. The only reason I hadn’t hidden in academia longer and gone on to my PhD was because I wasn’t exactly sure what I would do with a PhD in engineering that I couldn’t do with a Master’s. 

“What are the other interns like? I didn’t get a chance to meet them last night,” I asked. Markus’s forehead wrinkled in thought.

“Well, one of them no-showed. So we’re down to just two of you. And the other seems okay. Arrogant. Maybe a little too arrogant. I looked over his proposal and passed on it. It seemed way too easy to weaponize,” he explained.

“Which one is he?” I had a hard time believing someone would give up the opportunity of this internship, but I understood the feelings of inadequacy that came with the pressure of accepting on a visceral level. I probably feel somewhere between the guy who showed and the guy who didn’t on the confidence scale. So I was desperately curious about the one who showed up. Know the competition, and all.

“The kid who proposed the mag-lev technology for automobiles. His proposal discusses crumbling infrastructure, and suggests that a mag-lev device in the shocks of vehicles would help protect the structural integrity of vehicles. He completely neglected to mention that it would also be helpful to the military in hostile situations where IEDs and mines can compromise troop safety. I wouldn’t have been suspicious about the proposal at all if he’d included that application and some research on it, but it was really conspicuous in its absence. I think the first thing Tony has asked him to do is flesh out the proposal with the appropriate defense department research. Like we’ve all said, you’re a stand out.” It was in that moment that I finally clued into why I was feeling so out of sorts. I wasn’t used to being recognized and lauded for my work. I was used to producing and working hard. I was used to long hours of research, long hours of application, long hours of revision. But I wasn’t used to even five minutes of praise like I’d been receiving since I showed up at Stark Industries. And as a result, I felt uncomfortable.

“Can I get you to do me a favour?” I asked, suddenly changing the subject.

“Is it legal?” Markus countered.

“Can you dial back the compliments? I appreciate that you are impressed with me and excited about my work. But I’m not used to anyone being thrilled with me like everyone here seems to be. I feel like an imposter. It’s a lot of pressure.” It felt good to say the words aloud. Markus leaned back in his chair. He crossed his arms, and just looked at me. Assessed me. Then he nodded.

“Sure, kid. No more endorsements, praise or approval until you prove yourself,” he agreed. “I give that about a week.” I think he thought he’d mumbled the last part quietly enough that I didn’t hear him. I let out a huff of resignation and shook my head.

“I appreciate it, Markus.” I pushed myself out of my chair. As frustrating as I found the golden child treatment to be, I could step back and appreciate it more knowing Markus was going to let me find my feet. I shook his hand again and headed back out, astonished to see how much time had passed while I was meeting him. Angela was back at my desk, and was holding a paper bag.

“I intercepted the distribution delivery to your room. Check out the towels you ordered.” She handed me the bag. I pulled a towel out and snapped it open. It was even smaller than the towels I already had.

“This said it was a bath sheet in the order book,” I protested. Angela laughed.

“Well, now you have hand towels for eternity. Let’s go get you some decent sized towels. Can’t have Thor seeing you in the altogether again, can we?” She linked arms with me, and started to lead me away from my desk. I barely had a chance to grab my purse and the bag of towels before she dragged me off. “I just need to drop this file off for Pepper, so we’re on our way up before we go down.”

We were intercepted in the elevator by a woman who was obviously fed up with the guy who was with her. Her arms were crossed over her chest and her mouth was set in a thin line. Every time she breathed it was like she was counting in her head. Slowly in, slowly out. I guessed it was my fellow intern, and I wasn’t wrong.

“Ladies.” He winked at Angela and smirked at me. I bit my lip and tried to hold back a snort of amusement. What a dork. Angela smiled at the woman with him.

“Marie! How is day two going? Are you settling Matt in?”

“You could say that. We’re just headed up for a little chat with Ms. Potts about policy and procedure,” she nodded. I looked at Angela in alarm. We hadn’t done that. Angela met my panicked look with a serene one, and just barely shook her head. 

“Ella, this is Marie. She works in the same capacity as I do, and has been assigned to orient the other intern to Stark Industries. Matthew Emerson is from MIT. Ella came from CalTech,” Angela offered. Matthew offered his hand and gave me a once over that was overtly unprofessional. I rolled my eyes.

“A pleasure, Ella. I’m sure we’ll be seeing much more of one another over the summer.” The way he said it made me want to bathe in bleach. I forced a smile and withdrew my hand from his sweaty grip. I turned back to the front of the elevator without saying anything in return.

The elevator stopped on the 77th floor and the doors opened. Thor stepped on, munching on what appeared to be a pop-tart, and nodded at us. He pushed the button for the top floor. Apparently we were all headed up to see Tony and Pepper. He was holding the hammer loosely in his grip, and the way the light caught on the surface, I could see the writing on it again. My mind flashed back to the moment I’d lifted it, and the shock that had coursed through my body.

“So, Ella. You don’t look like a CalTech girl,” Matt started. I gave him a questioning look. “I would expect you to be beach ready, with a perfect California tan. Tan lines optional.” He winked. I turned and faced him.

“Excuse me?”

“Well, come on. We all know you only got the internship because you’re the closest thing to attractive out of the women applicants. Pepper needed a sort of pretty chick for the face of her Women in STEM campaign. I just figured you’d be more summer girl than science girl.” His laugh was a derisive snort. Before I could respond, he slapped my ass. I saw red. The rage bubbled up so quickly, I wasn’t even sure where it came from. But I’d been dealing with asshats like him since I’d started university and I was not going to let his type win this round. I set my jaw and grabbed his arm, twisting it behind his back and pushing him into the wall. He made another disgusting comment. I’m not entirely sure what happened next, but when I came back to myself, I was standing over him, panting, and holding Mjolnir in my left hand. 

“Ella!” Angela reached for me. Thor put a hand up and prevented her from getting close. The elevator doors opened and Pepper and Tony were greeted with what was probably the strangest tableau they’d ever seen. The god of thunder looking on hopelessly as a raging intern held his hammer over the other intern. I could feel the lightning from the handle coursing through me again, but this time it wasn’t as painful or startling. It snapped me back to the present. I looked down at my hand in surprise and back up to Thor, meeting his gaze. I held out my hand without breaking eye contact. He took the hammer from me, and held out his other hand to stop the elevator door from closing on us.

“I don’t recall seeing anger management issues in your background,” Tony had come over to investigate.

“It was a warranted response, Tony. The boy spoke vulgarly.” Thor was in my corner, even if he was irritated that I kept stealing his hammer. Tony looked at Angela, who nodded.

“We were just on our way up to drop off this file,” Angela held the folder out to Pepper, who accepted it. She stepped back onto the elevator, and pulled me to the back with her. I think she was hoping we’d get away with leaving.

“And you?” Tony looked at Marie. Marie stepped off the elevator and gestured for Matt to follow her. He scuttled past me and pulled himself to his feet.

“Matt needs a policy and procedure orientation,” she replied. “From Pepper.” Tony raised an eyebrow, and in that moment, I realized that was code for something else completely. He stepped aside and let Marie and Matt pass him. Angela leaned over to punch the button to return us to the ground floor. 

“Not so fast,” Tony intercepted the attempted escape. “Ella is going to have to explain exactly how it was she came to be holding the hammer. Again. You don’t need to stick around though, Angela.” I sighed and stepped off the elevator, anticipating the worst. Tony led me over to the far side of the room, to the bar. Thor had followed, wordlessly. He dropped a couple of ice cubes into a pair of glasses and poured two drinks. He handed one to Thor and the other to me.

“Vodka, rocks, right?” He confirmed. I nodded. He nodded at a chair and I sat, smoothing my skirt over my knees. “Elizabeth Carmichael. Who exactly are you?”

[darlingandmreames]

Babe— the contagion kidnapping scene with Arthur and Eames, pretty please 🥺

And the contagion au continues! Sorry for the delay, I got distracted by the gangster au lol, but here’s some concerned Arthur with a side of pining! This yet again ended up longer than I intended but oh well... I absolutely did not mean for this au to become A Thing, but I’m honestly absolutely loving the fact that it has knskjdfjk

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“I’m sorry, sir, but I can’t let you in. Same as I told you before: you aren’t authorized.”

“Really?” Arthur kept his voice even and measured, but made no attempt to keep the anger out of it; he’d long learned that anger was far more intimidating and effective when it was quiet and controlled. “And what, if I may ask, makes me unauthorized?”

“Well, you’re a civilian, sir, and…”

“I am not just a civilian. I am a WHO representative trying to respond to a public health crisis that your superiors called me in to address and I need access to my colleague if I’m going to effectively do that. My colleague, who you,” he let his tone get even more pointed, “currently have in a back room and are not allowing to see anyone despite the fact that he has done nothing wrong and is unambiguously the victim in this situation.” He leaned forward just slightly. Not enough to be threatening, but enough to make a point. “I’m sure your superiors will be thrilled to hear the explanation for this.”

The officer hesitated a moment, looking around, before buzzing the door open. ��O-of course, sir. My apologies.”

Arthur walked through without another word. He was sure Cobb would chew him out for that if it got back to him- he admittedly likely didn’t have the authorization to be back here, and that might ruffle a few feathers that were better left unruffled- but he didn’t particularly care at the moment. He’d deal with that if it came up. Right now he had other things to worry about.

This should’ve been an easy case; cholera outbreaks were messy but it was an easily treatable disease as long as they could get medications disseminated quickly and early. That was its own set of problems, of course, but this should’ve been relatively simple compared to the other sorts of cases they worked. But then Eames had gone radio silent, which was unusual for him. He was the media and administrative liaison, he was never silent. But there’d been nothing. No word, no explanation, no replies, nothing. Then, about 6 hours after he’d gone quiet, the local police had reached out to WHO regarding a ransom demand they’d received.

Kidnappings of WHO field personnel weren't exactly common but they weren't unheard of either; sometimes it was for treatments or medications, sometimes it was for money. This time it was for both. Arthur knew a number of teams who’d had a team member kidnapped or almost kidnapped at some point but this was the first time it’d happened on his team, and their job could certainly be stressful but this had been a whole new kind of anxiety. One he’d be perfectly happy to never deal with again. The past three days had been a mess of trying to address the cholera outbreak spreading through Nairobi's slums like wildfire while also waiting on any word regarding Eames’ whereabouts or safety. Arthur’d rushed to the station as soon as Cobb had called him letting him know that the police had found Eames, dropping what he’d been working on immediately. It could wait until later; Eames couldn’t. After three days of his mind running through the worst case scenarios on repeat, Arthur needed to know he was alright.

The main room of the police station was busy, officers hurrying to and fro across the floor, escorting criminals or carrying files or just looking determined and stressed. It took Arthur a moment to parse through the chaos to find Eames sitting on a worn looking couch that’d been shoved to the side of the room, out of the way. He hurried over, anxiety growing in his chest; he hadn’t thought he could be any more worried than he’d already been, but the sight of Eames’ black eye and what looked like blood on his shirt proved him wrong. “Eames!”

Eames looked up with a tired smile. “Hey, darling. Fancy seeing you here.”

Arthur sat down next to him, reaching out and tilting Eames’ face toward him to try and get a better look. “Jesus, are you alright? Are you injured?”

“I’m fine, love, just a bit tired is all.” He gave Arthur an amused look. “I’m surprised they let you back here.”

“Pretty sure I’m not supposed to be,” Arthur muttered, still focused on trying to figure out whether Eames was injured. His black eye and some minor cuts and bruises seemed to be the extent of things, but the stain on his shirt was definitely blood now that Arthur could see it better and that did nothing to make him feel any less worried. “Managed to talk my way back though.”

Eames chuckled. “You mean you intimidated the poor guy at the front desk until he let you back even though he wasn’t supposed to.”

“Maybe.” Arthur shrugged slightly. “I got fed up with waiting for them to get their shit together. You’re the fucking victim here, not some sort of criminal. You shouldn’t even be at the police station. You should be at the hospital getting checked out.”

“Paramedics checked me out on scene, I’m fine. I’ll look a bit banged up for a few days, but that’s the worst of it.” Eames raised an eyebrow. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were maybe worried about me.”

Arthur frowned. “Of course I was worried about you. Been worried since you dropped off the face of the earth three days ago.” He was mostly convinced that Eames wasn’t seriously injured by now, but he still didn’t look great. Even outside of the black eye and minor cuts, he was covered in dirt and there was dried blood smeared across his cheek. The sight of it sent another stab of anxiety through his chest, mixed with anger. This should never have happened. “I should’ve known something was up when you stopped answering my texts. You usually never shut up.”

Eames laughed slightly. “You’re so friendly, Arthur, really. So warm and flattering.”

“It’s part of my charm.” Arthur’s frown deepened. He understood that the police couldn’t let Eames leave until they’d taken his statement, but they should’ve at least given him the chance to clean up if they were going to make him sit around for hours. He looked around briefly until he spotted a pack of water bottles on the floor near one of the counters. Eames watched him with a confused look as he got up and grabbed one, grabbing a box of tissues off one of the desks as he walked back. The officer at the desk either didn’t notice or didn’t care, and Arthur didn’t really care either way; after the shit show the past few days had been, they could spare some tissues and water. He sat back down on the couch, opening the bottle. “Come here.”

Eames looked at him, confused. “What are you…” He sighed as Arthur wet a few tissues, understanding dawning on his face, and he gave him a somewhat incredulous look. “Seriously, Arthur?”

“Yes, you’re an absolute mess. Now come here.”

Eames sighed again in resignation and moved closer. “I can clean myself up, you know. And it’d be easier to just wait until I’m back at the hotel.”

“Given how things have been going, it’ll be hours before they take your statement and let you leave. You shouldn’t have to sit around covered in dirt and blood until then.” He wiped at the dirt on Eames’ forehead gently. “And you don’t have a mirror, so it’s less of a hassle if I just do it.”

“Alright, alright, no need to get pushy about it,” Eames chuckled again. “Just pointing it out is all.”

He sat patiently as Arthur wiped away the grime, careful not to be too rough. Arthur’d hoped he’d look better cleaner, but he somehow managed to look worse. Without the dirt there to cover things up his black eye stood out more and Arthur could see the dark circles under his other eye; he looked like he’d barely slept over the past few days. Arthur certainly wouldn’t be surprised if that was actually the case. His lip was badly cut too, badly enough that Arthur was surprised he hadn’t needed stitches. Another wave of concern slammed into Arthur’s chest, the intensity of it catching him off guard. He knew their job was dangerous, but it wasn’t supposed to be like this. The danger was supposed to be from diseases, from viruses and bacteria and parasites, and Arthur could plan for those. They could be figured out and once they were figured out they could be predicted. People, though- people were unpredictable. They could be violent and cruel, often without rhyme or reason, and the thought of Eames being held somewhere, being threatened or hurt or killed, had kept him up since he’d found out Eames was missing in the first place. Even now it was enough to make him pause, taking a deep breath to steady himself. “I really was worried about you, Eames. Really worried.”

“I’m alright, darling, no need to worry about me. I’m fine, I-I…” Eames’ voice cracked just a little, expression shifting ever so slightly, and Arthur saw it. The exhaustion, the fear, the relief, all of it just below the surface, hidden under his smile. Eames dealt with cameras and the media and had the best poker face of anyone Arthur had ever met, but sometimes it slipped. Just every once in a while. Just now. “I just need some sleep, that’s all.”

Arthur ran his thumb gently across Eames’ cheek, tracing the bottom of the bruise around his eye. “Doesn't make me any less worried.” Eames almost seemed to lean into the touch, and Arthur felt some of the tightness in his chest relax finally. It was alright. Eames was alright. He was okay. Arthur took another breath. "I'm glad you're safe." They stayed like that a moment longer before it occurred to Arthur how close they were. He pulled his hand back, clearing his throat awkwardly. His face suddenly felt warm and he looked down, hoping to hide how red he was sure his face was getting. "You, um, you at least look a bit better now that you're cleaned up." It was a lie, but he had to say something and it was the only thing that came to mind.

"Right. Yeah, thanks for that." Eames sat back against the couch, sounding just as uncomfortable as Arthur felt. After a moment of awkward silence, he motioned to the still mostly full bottle of water on the small table in front of them. "You know, you probably could've just filled up a cup from the sink. No need to waste an entire bottle."

Arthur rolled his eyes. "Eames, we're here for a cholera outbreak, I am not using tap water. For anything. And I'm definitely not using tap water to clean open cuts."

Eames laughed and the awkwardness began to fade. "Okay, fair enough. Still feel bad though."

Arthur leaned forward and picked the bottle up, handing it to Eames. "Then drink the rest of it. You're probably dehydrated anyways."

"Isn't that how cholera kills you? Dehydration?"

"In severe cases, yes." He gave Eames an amused look. "All the more reason to make sure you're not dehydrated. We don't need any more incidents on this case. One is more than enough."

"Yes, Dr. Cohen." Eames took a drink, chuckling.

Arthur leaned back against the cushions, raising his eyebrows. "Dr. Cohen, really? You only ever call me that when you think I'm being annoying."

"It's a miracle I refer to you by anything else then, darling."

"Fuck off." Arthur tried unsuccessfully to suppress a smile. "I'm just trying to look out for you."

"I know, love." Eames’ voice was softer and less teasing than Arthur expected. “I appreciate it.”

Eames shifted, his shoulder coming to rest against Arthur’s slightly. Arthur considered moving away- things had been awkward enough before, he didn’t need to make it worse- but decided against it after a moment. Instead he settled back into the couch; they’d probably be here a while before the police were willing to let Eames leave, so he might as well get comfortable. The contact, slight as it was, was admittedly nice, and as he stared out at the bustle of the room around them Arthur felt himself relax slightly more, the anxiety and worry of the past few days slowly dissipating at the feeling of Eames sitting next to him. And when he felt a gentle weight on his shoulder a few minutes later and looked over to find Eames’ head resting against it, his eyes closed and breathing slow and regular, he just smiled. He shifted ever so slightly so that Eames was resting against him at a less awkward looking angle and a soft warmth spread in his chest, overtaking the concern that was still resting there. Cobb would almost definitely yell at him for the stunt he pulled to get back here, but it was worth it. He hesitated briefly before resting his cheek on top of Eames’ head, ignoring the heat in his face in favour of the warmth in his chest. Yeah, it was worth it.

[gardnerkathryn1993]

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[yogaadvise]

7 Chakra-Based Goals for the New Year

It's that time of the year-- you most likely intend to make some changes and also see some dreams come to fruition. Establishing goals-- as well as working towards them-- can help you develop the sort of life you absolutely want to live.

Charting your own course can feel challenging, yet with the best emphasis, it can be one of one of the most fulfilling experiences of your life. By utilizing the Chakras-- the energetic facilities straightened with physical, psychological, mental, and also spiritual facets of your being-- as a beginning place, you can create SMART (Certain, Measurable, Achievable, Relevant/Realistic, as well as Time-Bound) goals and life-altering aspirations.

Before diving in, it is essential to first think about all the facets of your life you want to move. By coming close to goal-setting from an alternative viewpoint, you can determine locations that might overlap and affect each other, and integrate objectives without obtaining overwhelmed.

Use the complying with ideas to begin your year on a deliberate, positive, and enthusiastic note, grounded in purpose and infinite in possibility. Begin by establishing one goal per chakra. Add particular information that make good sense for your life and the realms you would certainly most like to transform. It's your beginning to a pleased, healthy and balanced, and also effective brand-new year.

Root Chakra: Get Grounded

When the root chakra, Muladhara, is well balanced, you feel secure, protected, and in your home in your very own skin. Literally situated at the toes, feet, and also legs, the root chakra attaches you to the element of earth.

Connect with nature

Go for a hike

Walk on the beach

Plant a garden

Make your home a place you like to be

Set up a sacred corner

Treat yourself to new bedding

Do a deep clean

Discover what "grounds" you (and do more of it)

Break out your art supplies

Call a good friend

Sit in meditation

Sacral Chakra: Get Creative

When the sacral chakra, Svadistana, is well balanced, you really feel emotionally linked, in contact with all of your senses, and also artistically billed. Literally located at the hips, reduced back, as well as lower abdomen, the sacral chakra connects you to the aspect of water.

Surround yourself with inspiration

Invest in new art supplies

Join a community choir

Free-write in a journal

Get in the water

Walk near the ocean, river, or lake

Enjoy a soothing shower

Join a gym with accessibility to a swimming pool

Drink more liquids

Drink warm tea in the morning

Stay moistened throughout the day

Close your night with an Ayurvedic nectar drink

Solar Plexus Chakra: Obtain Strong

When the solar plexus chakra, Manipura, is balanced, you really feel courageous, comfortable, as well as have high self-confidence. Physically situated at the abdominal area, mid-back, waist, and also gastrointestinal organs, the solar plexus chakra attaches you to the element of fire.

Exercise

Get on your yoga mat

Sign up for that 5K

Grab an exercise buddy to aid you stay on track

Set small, sensible objectives and adhere to via

Write a weekly to-do list

Email a close friend to maintain you accountable

Create a graph for keeping track of achievements

Eat nourishing food

Try a new restaurant in town

Cook your favorite dish from scratch

Meander the stands at a famer's market and also preference something you've never ever tried before

Heart Chakra: Get Compassionate

When the heart chakra, Anahata, is balanced, you feel compassionate, generous, and caring. Physically located at the heart, upper body, shoulders, arms, as well as hands, the heart chakra links you to the component of air.

Practice random acts of kindness

Pay for an unfamiliar people' bridge toll

Bring your neighbor flowers

Leave a note of encouragement on a car windshield

Try among these 99 means to reveal kindness

Practice gratitude

Send a note of many thanks to a motivating teacher

Write a checklist of 5 individuals you rejoice to have in your life

Move via some gratitude-inducing yoga poses

Practice pranayama

Sit quietly and pay attention to your breath

Match the length of your inhales as well as exhales

Practice a specialized breathing technique

Throat Chakra: Get Expressive

When the throat chakra, Vishuddha, is balanced, you feel able to communicate with clarity, pay attention diligently, and also be open-minded. Literally situated at the neck, throat, ears, jaw, and mouth, the throat chakra links you to the component of space.

Express yourself

Start a blog

Begin an everyday journaling practice

Paint, draw, shape, dance, or craft

Share your ideas with someone

Call your close friend who has actually relocated away

Text your neighbor for a tea date

Write a letter to somebody who has gotten on your mind lately

Speak out

Stand up for on your own and others

Set clear personal boundaries

Say what requirements to be said to remove the air with a co-worker

Third Eye Chakra: Get Thoughtful

When the third eye chakra, Ajna, is balanced, you feel user-friendly, passionate, and imaginative. Literally situated at the forehead, brow, as well as brain, the pineal eye chakra connects you to the aspect of light.

Learn something new

Sign up for a class at your neighborhood community college

Search for an on-line course on something that interests you

Try a forthcoming workshop at your yoga exercise studio

Trust the instinctive tips in your body

Follow your digestive tract instincts for a whole day

Meditate as well as listen for a trigger of internal wisdom

Stop and pay interest to what your body needs

Dream on

Keep a dream journal next to your bed

Make a checklist of five to 10 points you wish to be "when you expand up"

Write out a detailed summary of your excellent day

Crown Chakra: Get Blissful

When the crown chakra, Sahasrara, is balanced, you really feel connected to all beings as well as component of something better. Physically situated at the top of the head as well as one foot above the head, the crown chakra attaches you with the universe.

Practice meditation

Start with 5 to 10 mins with a timer or app

Join a weekly meditation group

Sign up for a retreat

Do something relaxing

Get a massage

Schedule an acupuncture treatment

Spend an entire day in bed with an excellent book

Follow your passion

Book an airline ticket to someplace you've been intending to go

Volunteer at a company making modification in your community

Genuinely smile at 6 individuals today

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Remissionem - Chapter 4

If you’ve been keeping up with the show, (SPOILERS HERE) Della has returned to Earth. In this story however, Della is still gone, and her whereabouts are unknown, she is presumed dead. (END SPOILERS)

This story has some gore in it, considering it’s about a family overcoming an accident and fighting mortality. Reader discretion advised as I work at a veterinary clinic, so wounds and the treatment of them may be described rather realistically. If you have a squeamish stomach, I suggest not reading these sections. For those of my readers who like this sort of stuff, I hope you are satisfied you creepy little nerds! Thanks for reading guys!

Chapter 4: Once Set Together

Pants leave the old duck as he regains his breath, coughing weakly here and there. Scrooge just barely succeeded in restraining himself from giving his third nephew a swift kick across the plane’s belly. He releases his death grip on Donald’s arm, who promptly rubs it with a wince. He lowers his left leg once again. His injured hip had been throbbing at the movements, but that pain had been numbed in comparison to what his kin were doing to him. He attempts to force himself to relax for a brief moment.

Dewey and Huey have moved aside, the broken leg now successfully splinted. They’re some pride showing in their faces, but mainly they’re just happy to have escaped unscathed. Scrooge glances at his lower limb. It seems straighter now than before; the two had done a good job, they should be proud of themselves, just like he is.

Breath now returning, his gaze rises back to his great nephews with a long blink, “...good lads...” It’s all he can manage right now. But it’s enough. The two give a small sympathetic smile back to him.

With that taken care of, Webby and Donald are ready to move on, whether he is or not. His first nephew is already lifting his bad arm up and away again. A whine wants to force its way out, but he puts an end to it before it even begins. They mean well, he knows, but the exhaustion of the whole ordeal is seriously catching up to him. He’d already lost consciousness more than once and can’t promise he won’t again. The concussion still makes his stomach twist and turn with every passing second, and there’s no way he could walk a straight line with the dizziness that plagues him. Lying more on his right hip again to give Webby access to the injury, he uses his good elbow for support, but it’s already trembling under his weight.

The girl duckling puts a towel on the floor in front of her to soak up any fluid and opens up a fresh water bottle. Donald kneels next to her, one leg on either side of his uncle, almost straddling without putting his own weight on the other. He delicately holds the bad wing out of the way with his right hand and places his left on Scrooge’s right ribcage to keep him in place and prevent him from moving away.

With the old duck pinned in a sense, Webby starts to pour the water over the wound. The oldest nephew immediately tightens his hold as the injured avian starts to thrash weakly with a groan between his clenched teeth. The boys see the struggle and assist their uncle in restraining, Dewey holding down the legs that have started to kick and Huey running around to the other side. He kneels next to the rich duck’s right side near his head, holding his shoulder in place and helping in any way he can to prevent any further injury.

Webby’s brows furrow, she hates having to see her hero recoil in pain by her own hand, but she knows it’s what is best. He would tell her not to hesitate if he were in his right mind. She steels her nerves, fighting her conflicting emotions, and continues. Her fingers circle around the inside of the cut and between the skin flaps, cleaning out any dirt and debris that might have gathered. A breathless gasp meets her ears as water and blood pool together on the floor.

The pain is too much. Scrooge wants to tell her to stop, he can’t take it anymore. He’s ashamed of himself; the toughest of the toughies fighting a wee lass over a boo-boo. But this boo-boo hurts like he couldn’t imagine. The ribcage possesses only a thin layer of skin and hardly any fat deposits over it, making it an extremely sensitive spot on the body to begin with. As if the cut wasn’t enough, every time her small fingers move back and forth, he could feel the bones shift around inside. The assault to his already broken body makes his supporting arm finally give way and he lands on top of Huey beside him, forcing Donald and Webby to adjust their positioning as the bloodied mess pools onto the blankets beneath him. Blast me bagpipes, this is worse than me arm!

The oldest triplet is knocked over by the force of his great uncle falling on him and he lands on his rump, the entrepreneur’s head landing in his small lap as a cough leaves him again. Huey is unsure what to do for a moment as his uncle’s now free hand squeezes the quilts below them. He’s almost certain he saw the dark turquoise eyes were moist when they widened with the pained wheeze; he’s never seen the old man cry before.

His uncertainty is replaced by his older brother instincts. Many a night has he calmed his younger brothers after a nightmare or provided support when they had fallen and scraped a knee. He’s dealt with this before, it was no different, the subject was simply older than he in this situation. He just needs to calm the other down.

He places his tiny right hand over the larger one tightly clinging to the blankets. It’s cool and clammy to the touch. His other is placed on the man’s head, gently running his fingers through the tufts of soft feathers there and combing out any debris or dried blood clumps. He’s careful to avoid any cuts that are still actively bleeding.

The action is supposed to be soothing, but from his position he can see his Scrooge’s eyes open wide in surprise. The back of his head is to the boy’s stomach, and the child can only see his left eye as it searches, seemingly unsure how to react. No one had ever done this to him before. He’d lived his whole life without being comforted, and he isn’t exactly sure how to respond to the gesture.

Though as Webby’s cleansing reaches the deeper sections of the wound, all thought is replaced by pain again, and his eyes close tightly with a grimace and a grunt. Huey can faintly feel the hand beneath his open just slightly to release the blankets and allow his own hand inside the tight squeeze. The body atop his stifles as many sounds as possible and attempts to keep motionless, head turning more towards the floor beneath them and inadvertently closer to his own frame. Huey chooses not to say anything, to protect what little pride the old man has left. He was just happy to help in whatever way he could.

Finally, the tortuous cleaning stops as the girl moves on to her curved needle, “I’m gonna start sewing this up now, Mr. McDuck. Please try to hold still.” She doesn’t want to stab any more than she has to or cause more damage to the avian beneath her whose thrashing has started to still.

Webby receives a soft grunt in response, and starts with the innermost muscle layer, using the needle much like one would if you were to sew up a hole in a piece of clothing. Each puncture makes a tiny red stream form to join the already flowing river as she pulls the meat back together. When too much blood blocks her view, she uses some gauze from the first aid kit to dab it away and continues her needlework. Her patient trembles but sits surprisingly still. What makes her move faster however, are the now quick, shallow breaths forming beneath her quaking hands.

Donald notices the odd breathing rate now, too. His eyebrows furrowing as he cranes his head over to look at his uncle, “Scrooge?”

No verbal answer, just more rapid breathing. Dewey peeks over the sailor’s shoulder to see what’s happening, the legs he was holding down have stopped fighting him.

Webby finishes the muscle layer and urgently moves on to the second, the subcutaneous layer, trying to finish as soon as possible. The bleeding has dramatically lightened already, but each new puncture still causes more to form. She can see the old duck is starting to turn a bit more pale. She needs to get this bleeding under control.

Huey gives the body on his lap a light shake to get a response as he tries to see the other’s face. Eyes are tightly closed, beak open to pant, but no reply. The cold hand is still tightly squeezing his own, but he feels it would go lax if he moved away, “I think he might have passed out again!”

Blood loss, fainting, shivering, paleness, rapid breathing; Donald can easily recognize the shock is getting worse. He frowns, “I don’t like the way he’s breathing. How’s it coming, Webby?”

Said duckling can feel the pressure now, her hands shaking as she works. It’s not easy to sew a cut when it’s moving so much! The ribcage rapidly expands and deflates, moving the laceration as it does. She keeps her face focused to not let on how much she’s panicking inside, “I’m almost done with the hypodermic layer, then I just have the skin left!”

There’s a wheeze starting to form in the breaths. Donald’s brows knead together even more, “He’s having trouble.”

The eldest triplet’s fingers never cease combing the thick feathers, still attempting to calm the one beneath him, “If we had an oxygen mask, that might help!”

Dewey is already standing and turning to the flight deck, “Launchpad! Do you have an oxygen mask in here?!”

The pilot’s head turns to shout back, “I have one up here in the cockpit, but I think there’s a portable one in the back!”

The middle child puts his hands up towards the other, “Don’t move, just keep flying! Tell me where it is!”

“The locker where the medical supplies are kept; there’s a compartment built in the back; it should be in there!”

The youngest triplet turns around and walks to the balcony in time to see Dewey running to the back of the plane in search for the locker, “Why do you need a...”

He cuts himself off, stomach dropping at the sight. He can see the limp figure on the floor, face hidden by his uncle kneeling over it. He can barely see Huey on the floor, his face is upset. Webby is across him on the other side, her back to Louie, thankfully hiding whatever she’s working on. The once white towel on the floor at her feet, now a crimson color, doesn’t help his queasiness.

Dewey carries a mask in one hand and trails a dark green tank behind him. He stops next to Huey and they start turning the knobs on the tank. Donald uses his free hand to lift the oxygen mask up to his own face, testing to see if it’s working. It must be, as he hands it back to the other triplets who begin fidgeting with what he assumes is his great uncle’s face. The view is still hidden, and he can feel his anxiety starting to well up.

Launchpad turns his head to the green triplet again, “What’s going on?”

Louie ignores the question, and yells out his own to the group below, leaning over the balcony railing to try and see, “Is he ok?!”

Donald turns his head to him, “He passed out again! He was breathing a little funny but he’s fine now!”

Louie breathes in relief. For a second, he thought they were losing the old codger. He watches for a bit longer, before turning back to his seat next to the pilot, “He’s ok.”

The phrase repeats in his head, as if still convincing himself. Launchpad looks concerned but turns his head back to the sky before them.

Dewey glances at his elder brother next to him, who returns the worried expression. Their uncle hadn’t been completely honest with their youngest sibling. Louie was exceptionally emotional, and Donald had tried to reassure him that everything was under control. But the truth was even after they had fitted the mask around Scrooge’s beak, his breathing still has yet to return to normal. Fog forms in the front of the clear mask with every breath, the same troubled expression on his face.

Webby finishes her last stitch on the skin and cuts the extra length away. The black stitches stick out on the white feathers, but at least the bleeding has mostly stopped now. The feathers themselves turned out to be quite bothersome in trying to get her needle around, but at last the gash is back together. She puts down her instruments and picks up the water bottle again, rinsing her work clean once more. The blood stains are still present as well as the deep bruise, but the injury itself looks much better. A clean towel dabs up the moisture and dries the feathers. The duckling sits back with a sigh, her face now finally showing her concern as she looks up at the sailor.

Donald leans over to look at her work before smiling back to her, “And you said it wouldn’t be pretty.”

Webby gives a small, half-hearted smile in thanks. The duck lowers the injured wing once again and moves away to sit next his nephews.

With the laceration now being left alone, the family notices the rich duck’s breath starting to slow down. Each breath gets deeper and his whole body seems to relax, the pained expression now moving to a neutral one, and the grip on Huey’s hand softens.

The eldest triplet continues running his left hand through the soft feathers on his great uncle’s head, “That’s better. I think he’s ok now.”

Donald stretches before reaching for the needles and tools beside Webby, “Good. Let’s keep cleaning the cuts while he’s out.”

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Donald’s steady hands work to bring the thin skin back together on his uncle’s forehead. Several minutes have already ticked by since Scrooge lost consciousness once again, this one is lasting longer than the other rather short ones before. Despite their worry, the group is actively taking advantage of it by cleaning the rest of the wounds scattered across his body. Ice packs are resting along the stinted leg to prevent anymore swelling from starting and ease what’s already inflamed. Most of the small cuts just needed cleaning, and Webby takes the initiative by rinsing them out with the water and then drying them afterwards with a towel.

Before moving along, Webby examines the large bruise over the left hip, lightly pressing around the bone. Nothing moves with her probes and the bones feel normal, though there is definitely some swelling around the joints. It’s most likely a deep tissue injury, and the bone might be bruised, but at least it doesn’t seem broken. With Scrooge’s age, his bones should be brittle; it’s a miracle more of them aren’t shattered.

Finished with the wounds here, Webby moves up to where the rest of the group are sitting. Dewey sits next to the green oxygen tank, making sure it doesn’t tip over. Donald’s sitting on his knees as he sews up the cut on Scrooge’s head, which rests in Huey’s lap.

The red garbed boy strokes the long feathers on the side the man’s face to keep out of the way of his uncle’s work; they’re much softer than he’d expected.

The girl duckling dampens a fresh towel and pats at the back of the rich duck’s head. Most of the small cuts there have clotted already, but she’s gentle. He most likely hit there when he landed, and it’s surely sensitive.

The old codger’s face twitches and they all notice, he’s been immobile since he lost consciousness. Webby finishes her cleaning and removes the towel. The sailor takes one last chunk of skin as he starts the last stitch and there’s a flinch in reaction. Two dark turquoise eyes open slowly, and he hurries to complete it. The blue pools are unfocused at first and simply blink in reaction to him tying it off and cutting away the excess.

As Donald sits back, the eyes suddenly widen as their owner’s mind becomes aware of his surroundings. His breathing increases slightly, and he then notices the mask around his beak. The hand holding Huey’s lets go and grabs at the mask as his breathing picks up to a panic; he’s unsure of what’s happening. Years of living on his own has made him expect the worst and awakening in this strange situation makes his mind assume he’s in the presence of an enemy. He can’t show weakness; he attempts to sit up in his confusion.

The eldest triplet seizes his hand before he can remove the mask and makes him pause in his movements, “No, no, no! It’s ok, you’re ok. Take deep breaths, in, and out. In, and out.”

The boy makes the old duck focus on him. Huey breathes with him, in and out. The eyes are large in alertness, but he watches the child closely, and follows his instruction, forcing his lungs to take longer, deeper breaths to calm himself.

Scrooge’s eyes lower and blink as his body starts to relax, his mind returning to him. He lowers himself back to the boy’s lap; he’s not among enemies, he’s among family; he can lower his guard. His hand remains on the oxygen mask, but he doesn’t remove it, yet.

Huey strokes his head again, “Good. Just breathe.”

He glances around him, noticing other family members looking down at him. Dewey sits next to the boy in red, holding on to what he assumes is the oxygen tank his mask is connected to. Webby sits next to the middle child, holding a crimson stained white towel. Donald sits next to her and beside himself. His own body is in an arc of sorts and wrapped around his first nephew. He doesn’t know how he got like this. Of course, he recalls the events that transpired earlier, his aching body making it hard for him to forget, but he doesn’t remember feeling faint.

Donald watches his uncle closely. Eyes glance around the room and at each of them, before finally locking with his own. He can see the confusion in them, silently asking ‘what happened?’ He answers the old man’s wordless question, “You passed out again while Webby was stitching up your side. You started having trouble breathing, so we found this oxygen tank and hooked you up to it."

Scrooge’s eyebrows furrow in what seems to be annoyance; he doesn’t like being doted over. Before anyone can stop him, he pulls the oxygen mask off his beak, and starts to push himself up to a sitting position with a grimace. His kin bark at him to stay still and lay low, but he ignores them until he can finally rest against the pillow leaning on the Sunchaser’s side. He lets out a breath before addressing his family, “...Oh quit yer worryin’. Ah’m fine.” His body rests heavily against the plane’s wall as his head spins with the sudden vertical position. Eyes close to keep the world from revolving before them.

The family can say little to sway the stubborn duck, they all know from experience. Instead of insisting he should lay back down, they decide to finish what they started. Scrooge had been laying on his right side, which prevented any wounds on that portion of his body from being cleaned. There are still a few small cuts that need attention, but the biggest one is the large laceration on his upper right arm. The gash had already made a bloody stain on the blankets where he had previously been lying a short time ago, and most of his feathers on that side are now a dark crimson color.

Webby is the first to start dabbing away at the smaller scrapes here and there, making the old duck open his eyes at the sudden probing, but he does nothing to stop her. Dewey turns the oxygen tank off, seeing as his great uncle was bound and determined not to use it anymore. But instead of returning it to the medical locker, he lays the tank on its side and pushes it only a short distance from them in case they would need it again. Huey readjusts the ice packs that have moved away from the broken leg to cover it again as Donald moves closer to inspect the bleeding arm.

The cut isn’t life-threatening, but deep, and would definitely need some stitches. Putting more towels underneath them, the sailor takes his bottle of water and starts to dump it over the wound, instantly sending a crimson river flowing down the other’s arm. Scrooge flinches, mainly from the sudden cold water running down his arm as he glares at his nephew, who promptly begins cleaning out the gash with searching fingers once again.

The rich duck grunts, leaning a little away from his kin, “Must ye git every nook ‘n cranny?!”

A scowl reaches his, “I’d hate for you to lose your arm from infection after I missed all the dirt in here and then closed it up!”

An eyeroll with a groan in frustration, but Scrooge doesn’t snap back.

Even though they argue, Donald can honestly say he’s happy his uncle is putting up a fight again, it means he’s starting to feel a bit more like himself. The sailor worried when his usually tenacious uncle never once retorted to them. As much as he wants to sigh in relief and even hug the man for the simple reassurance that the old cheapskate’s still alive, things still aren’t right between the two of them. He knows it, and he’s sure Scrooge is aware of it as well, but neither are the best at talking about their feelings. Thankfully that could wait for now, there were more pressing matters that needed to be dealt with.

He picks up the instruments again, hoping these would be the last stitches he has to do for a long time. He brings the needle to the muscle layer first, taking a decent sized chunk to start bringing back together. His uncle winces and grunts at the sharp stabbing but tries his best to remain still. Being able to physically feel your muscles being tied together is a strange sensation, and one that is not exactly comfortable. The old duck shifts a little, trying to distract himself as his nephew continues down his line of sutures.

Donald would almost prefer it if Scrooge was sleeping again now. The way he recoils and fidgets is not making this an easy job. At least when he was unconscious, he held still. The sailor feels bad for the young duckling that had to sew up the large laceration on the rib cage half an hour ago.

In the midst of his uncle’s writhing, his needle unintentionally pushes deeper than planned, drawing out a bigger trail of the red fluid. A yip rewards him as the body flinches away a few good inches, snarling, “Take it easy!”

He’s blamed for it, of course. He hisses back, “Well stop your squirming!”

The old codger snarls back at him, “Ah’m only squirmin’ because yer bein’ too rough!”

There is no gentle way to sew up a laceration; it’s not going to be painless. Donald’s eyes narrow as he draws out his trump card, “Would you rather we have Mrs. B take care of this when we get back?!”

Immediate silence...followed by a few grumbles under the Scottish duck’s breath in his Gaelic tongue.

Scrooge knows better than to have his housekeeper, Mrs. Beakley, dress wounds. The woman was a secret agent and a better bodyguard than he could ever hope for, but she was not known for her gentle nature. On the few occasions the world’s richest duck had been injured, she lived up to her ruthless and merciless nature. Sure, his wounds had healed well and were properly taken care of, but the pain involved in her rehabilitation techniques were worse than the initial injuries themselves. Even her own granddaughter, Webbigail, had learned at a young age to dress her own scrapes and cuts les she fall victim to her grandmother’s unforgiving methods.

At the housekeeper’s name, Webby visibly winces at the thought. Her reaction only seals Scrooge’s hesitation at having Mrs. Beakley sew up and dress his injuries. Instead of arguing or retorting more, he looks in the other direction and holds his body as still as he is able. His attempts prove to be beneficial for his nephew, who finally finishes the muscular layer and can move on to the second layer.

The girl duckling has moved to Scrooge’s left side to be out of Donald’s way, though she continues her cleaning by leaning over and carefully patting the cuts. There’s a particularly sore looking mark over his right collar bone, and she gently dabs away at it, trying in vain to clean the gravel and dirt from the scrapes. He winces with a strained grunt, whether from her or the sailor’s doing one can’t be sure, but her dark eyes still flick up to his in sympathy, “Sorry.”

He shakes his head just slightly, a bit unnerved at the look in them, “Don be, ‘s nae yer fault.”

There’s an awkward silence at that. No one replies as it seems everyone is lost in their own thoughts. The rich duck notices how the many pairs of eyes that were looking at him just a second ago, now glance away as their owners pretend to be busy with whatever they can occupy their hands with. He furrows his brows; what’s going through their heads?

With his mind distracted, he fails to notice his nephew move to the skin layer on his wound, and before he knows it, the gash is already completely sewed up. Donald leans away with a sigh, “There. Now at least you won’t bleed out before Mrs. B can get ahold of you.”

Scrooge stifles a groan. There’s sure to be many choice words filling his ears when they get back. He’d rather his kin have left him in the jungle.

But at last, his wounds have been tended to, at least until they get home. For now, they can relax and try to forget about what had happened. The entrepreneur feels a shiver starting in his frame again. Blood loss is cruel to the body. He’d tried to ignore it as best he could before, but now it’s proving to be too much.

Donald notices the trembling right away, finds a thick blanket, and promptly covers his uncle with it, tucking it in around him. Scrooge wants to retort at being babied but can’t find it in him as the warm quilt gradually rises his body’s temperature. His nephew places a hand on his forehead, mindful of the stitched-up cut, and hums in thought, “You still feel like you have a fever. Try to get some sleep.”

The rich duck blinks slowly back in response; his body feels heavy.

After cleaning up the mess they had made, the two boys and Webby all but passed out in various locations along the plane’s floor. They were utterly exhausted, merely running on adrenaline this whole time to make sure the rich duck would survive. Donald had sat down a little way away from Scrooge, leaning against the plane’s side. It was obvious he was having trouble staying awake as well, his eyes closing longer at every blink, head lowering.

The old duck can’t but feel pride in his kin. They had taken such great care of him already, ignoring their own needs. He adjusts a little, trying and failing to get comfortable as the dull pain relentlessly throbs throughout his frame, his shivers only exasperating it. A few minutes pass before the soft snoring informs him of his nephew succumbing to the fight. He closes his eyes as well, trying to at least rest and ignore his body’s complaints.

[edgarjustinecruz]

SARS-CoV-2

What is COVID-19?

COVID-19 also known as SARS-CoV-2 is a strain of the nobel coronavirus, it is an infectious disease that targets the respiratory system of a human being and it can spread from person to person. The first case of COVID-19 was distinguished in Wuhan, China when a investigation of the outbreak. The World Health Organization (WHO), the outbreak was declared to be a Public Health Emergency of Internation Concern in the 30th of January of 2020.

How does Covid-19 spread?

The new strain of noble coronavirus can be spread through person to perosn with or withouth contact. First the World Health Organization or WHO thought that the new strain of novel coronavirus or also known as COVID-19 is spread through airborne trasmission, but later on it was announced in the public that it is passed through Droplet Transmission. Imagine sitting in your queue in the supermarket and someone sneezes of cough, the droplets from the cough or the sneeze may not directly land at you but the droplets can spread up to 3 feet from where he or she sneezes or coughs. If his or her hands are used to cover the nose or the mouth and he or she touches the safety rails, the doorknob, and other things or places that is accessible to be touched by your and others hand. 

What are the symtomps of COVID-19

The COVID-19 virus affects different people in different ways.  COVID-19 is a respiratory disease and most infected people will develop mild to moderate symptoms and recover without requiring special treatment.  People who have underlying medical conditions and those over 60 years old have a higher risk of developing severe disease and death.

Common symptoms include:

fever

tiredness

dry cough.

Other symptoms include:

shortness of breath

aches and pains

sore throat

and very few people will report diarrhoea, nausea or a runny nose.

People with mild symptoms who are otherwise healthy should self-isolate and contact their medical provider or a COVID-19 information line for advice on testing and referral.

How to prevent having COVID-19?

*STAY AT HOME*(Be part of the solution, if you dont need or have anything important to do outside just stay at home and follow the guidelines that will be given)

But if you really need to go outside here are some tips on what to do.

1. Practice proper Handwashing and do it frequently.

If water and soap is available it is much advisable to wash your hands rather that just the use of alcohol. Because water and soap can kill the virus that maybe in your hands more effectively. (But when there is no available water and soap use 70% alcohol-based rub.)

2. Avoid touching your face.

Our hands touched many surfaces that we dont know if it’s contaminated or not, fight the urge of touching your face. Because when our hands is contaminated with different kind of virus and we touched our eyes,nose or mouth it can be the portal of entry of the virus to enter your body and make you sick. 

3. Maintain Social Distance

You must heard or read this a lot in this time, so why do we really need to keep or practice social distancing. When someone sneeze or cough the little droplets spray from the nose or mouth can directly land on your or you can inhale it. So it is advisable to have atleast 3 ft distance from everyone not just the one who are sick but to anyone for the safety of everyone.

4. Practice Proper Respiratory Hygiene

It is most advisable now to use a Tissue when sneezing or coughing and disposing the used tissue right after you used it in a proper and enclosed trashcan or bin. 

*UPDATE of COVID-19 in the Philippines as of APRIL 9, 2020*

As of April 9, 2020 the cases of COVID-19 are still rising up, everyday the  confirmed cases are ranging from 100-500. Yes they say we are in the lowest cases of the new virus but it’s because our country is still not prioritizing in having a Mass Testing.

So what can you do while in the quarantine?

We are all not sure how long the ECQ of Enhanced Community Quarantine will last but as of now it is extended until 11:59 pm of April 30, 2020. But what can  we do in our home.

Rather than streaming or binge watching new tv-series or K-Dramas in your room it is important to have knowledge about COVID-19 and being updated to what is happening and what are the new guidelines give to us.

Here are some things that we can do:

1. Sharing Knowledge through Social Media

But be careful not to believe everything you read on the internet, be smart and find reliable sources and STOP THE SPREADING OF FAKE NEWS. 

2. Maintaning Proper Hygiene 

Yes maybe we are not going outside so we think that we dont need to take a bath, the answer is NO. Stay in cleaning your body and practicing Proper and Healthy Hygiene in order to avoid acquiring other illness.

3. If you know you have the means to help others financially, DO IT.

There are plenty of ways to help and donate in this time it is not all about donating financially you can also donate basic needs and essentials to those who are less fortunate.

We are all fighting the something we cant see, but we can see how it affects our country and how many have died to it. We are all scared and thinking what will happen and when will it completely end. All we can do now is to help each other, educate ourselves about the current situations. Yes there are real life HEROES and they walk amongus, they are our FRONTLINERS who are risking their own life for the greater good of others, so dont forget to thank them during and AFTER this Pandemic. 

[lusilvas]

Luana’s introduction !!

hii guys I’m Sarah and this is my baby Lu who I haven’t been able to put aside for months now tbh because there ain’t enough soft babies out there bUT that’s why I’m gonna volunteer and bring you all this little soft ball of affection !!

( bruna marquezine + 22 + muse 24  ) isn’t that luana silva over there? i heard she joined faction two after they got back to west ham. it’s funny, ‘cause they were only on the service trip because she didn’t want to stay in west ham by herself. hopefully they fit in there – they’re caring, but also oversensitive. oh, i’m sure they’ll be fine. ( sarah, she/her, 19, gmt+1 )

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⤷ born in São Paulo, Brazil on the 12th of February and moved to West Ham to her uncle and aunt at the age of eight because her parents died during a car accident when they drove her home from school hence why she’s terrified of driving and easily panics when someone exceeds the driving limit ⤷ has four cousins which ultimately were like brothers to her because of how close they grew up together ⤷ has always been a very bubbly child which didn’t change much in the future, she’s still bouncy and spry and is energetic at all times ??   ⤷ got into a lot of mischief as a kid because of her cousins plus being clumsy made it hard on the parental figures ⤷ broke a lot of bones as a child mainly because of that ^^ ⤷ has always been very cherished by her family and is therefore so loving and affectionate ?? LIKE she did get the special treatment more often than not because of her situation but she always knew to be the better person and care for the people she enjoys being around with

PERSONALITY ⤷ not much has changed with her, she’s basically just very affectionate and loving, energetic and open  ⤷ is very open with her emotions and is very easy to read when something irritates her or makes her feel down ⤷ is usually a couch potato, doesn’t clean her room much and loves a messy bun and just a shirt as a daily look and doesn’t really care too much about her appearance ⤷ really in nowhere fancy but boy if she tries she may be 10 ⤷ however, WHEN she wants to go out, she fuckin goes ham y’all like to an extend where she needs friends to carry her home when she’s drunk and probably goes farther than she can handle ⤷ complete video game fanatic, will probably beat you without any regrets ⤷ will watch a horror movie with you but will probably have her eyes closed 89% of the time ⤷ falls in love 14 times a day, will probably have a crush on you when you open the door for her    ⤷ inserts needy by ariana grande ⤷ is used to having one of her cousins’ sleep next to her whenever they had nightmares so now that she lives alone she can’t really sleep until there’s someone with her ?? so now with what has happened she is probably afraid of everything and just jumps with every inconvenience  ⤷ so yeah cuddles are necessary for her survival ⤷ if not a trip to dunkin donuts at 5 am will do too ⤷  very dreamy, kind of has a disney princess brain where everything is just jolly and cotton candy until something bad happens ⤷ pretty easy to take advantage of / be manipulated considering she wants to make everyone feel validated and is pretty selfless ⤷ loves, loves, loves plants, especially cactus ⤷ kisses her friends on the cheek during every greeting and goodbye ⤷ very trustworthy ⤷  still visits Brazil whenever possible because it’s just where she grew up and she doesn’t wanna lose herself at a different place kinda thing ⤷ breaks her own heart on a daily by false hope ⤷ loves outdoor activities as far as the eye can reach !! ⤷ also loves baking and will probably make you muffins ⤷ has Lepidopterophobia ( fear of butterflies ) but PRETTY MUCH SCARED OF EVERYTHING

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⤷ she’s most likely really devastated and fearful of the entire situation and doesn’t really know what to do with herself ⤷ however, i can see her taking in a sort of mother role with wanting to help people constantly even probably sneaking in water or food considering she does have access to it as a member of faction two ⤷ will probably pretend to be fine and distract herself with all kinds of work and tasks to keep the haunting thoughts of the reality aside ⤷ will probably cry every night tho ⤷ is literally that girl who sits on the bench in the rain waiting for her parents to come back 

pleasE like this to plot ... she’ll need all kinds of people to take care of her devastated ass, some that might take advantage of her, people that just make it a little lighter for her ?? aLL OF IT

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Reign || Pt 27

Reign Masterlist

Word Count: 4.6k

Groups: BTS, EXO, Blackpink, Twice

Au: Royal

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader, Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst | Fluff | Smut | Au

Warnings: abuse, sexual abuse, rape mentions, smut, torture, the feels, EVERYTHING

“Father, must I go outside?”

A tall man, dressed finely in the same colour clothing as you wore, bent down onto one knee, placing his large hands on your shoulders, “My Princess, you should mingle with all the other little Prince’s and Princess’s. You should make friends.”

You peered into your fathers eyes, never failing to notice how symmetrical they were to your own. Your head tilted, making your tiara fall from your head to the floor, making a small noise.

You gasped in surprise, looking to your father in shock, who just chuckled in response, picking up the gold diamond tiara, and placing it carefully back on your head, “There you go, you look perfect.”

“I can’t play with them!” You said, showing your father your best puppy eyes, “I’m only six! They’re a lot bigger than me!”

You father gave you a gentle push, “But you are smarter than all of them. You’re my daughter, stand tall.”

You nodded shyly, finally stepping outside to the brightly lit gardens. You hadn’t been outside of Park before, so you were excited to see the differences in your home and the Kingdom of Kwon. Your older sister and brother were already playing with the Prince Jiyong, and you were left by alone.

“So many flowers,” You gasped in awe, picking a pink flower and looking closely at it. You giggled before sneezing, the pollen touching your nose. You stood back up, turning around and continuing to look around the beautiful gardens.

You saw many royal children talking around the gardens. You were so far the youngest. Young heirs to the throne weren’t usually allowed to leave their kingdoms until the age of 6, which had explained why you had never left the castle borders. Everyone seemed to bunch together, different groups of beautifully dressed princes and princesses all chatting and giggling together.

However one, a young boy, a few years older than you, sat by a tree, staring off into space. You considered approaching him, but he was wearing an heir’s crown, which convinced you not to.

“And what are you doing here?”

You turned around quickly, coming face to face with some older boys you hadn’t met before. They were not royal, that was for sure. Yet they scared you, with their smirks and taunting smiles.

“Can I help you?” You asked quietly, looking down and not meeting their eyes.

“You’re not an heir, are you?” The tallest boy asked, “We have higher ranks than you. We’ll take over our fathers title, but what will you be? You’ll probably marry a peasant.”

You tilted your head carefully, as not to let your tiara fall this time. You were confused. Why were these boys being mean to you? Did they have something against you? You had never met them before, so you had no idea.

“A peasant?” You asked, “Do I know you?”

“Our fathers work for yours,” One of the boys said, “We see you around the castle, but you’re never without your nanny. Why do you get better treatment than us? The people that will help your brother run his kingdom one day.”

“Because she will be my Queen.”

You didn’t recognize the voice, but you stayed still, only looking to the mysterious person once they were standing next to you.

“Prince Jungkook,” The boys bowed in respect, and you looked up at the tall boy.

“Why must you be so horrible to her,” He asked, slipping his hand in yours, “Whether or not she holds a higher rank then you, which she does, you should be nice. That’s what separates us Royals from you, what did you say, peasants. We learn how to treat others, you just learn how to scam your way through life with money and threats.”

They boys ran off after Jungkook’s speech, and you curtsied to the older boy, “Thank you, your highness.”

Jungkook smiled softly, “I meant it, your highness.”

You smiled shyly, wiping away the emerging tears, “I appreciate it.”

As Royals, you were taught how to speak properly at a young age, which is why you weren’t surprised after his speech.

“I, think I should go now,” You said, “Thank you.”

“Wait- I never got your name,” Jungkook said, making you turn around.

You sighed, smiling, “Y/N, Princess Y/N of Park.”

Cold touches. Frightened shaking. Taunting and teasing. That had become your life.

At this stage you weren't sure if it Sehun and Hyuna, or your own thoughts torturing you. Jungkook was the same. Scared of any sound outside your room, fearful that it was one of the two new rulers.

You hadn’t heard about Jihan in a while. You received no more letters, Sehun thinking that if you had access to letters, that you would stop his plan.

“How’s the one on your ribcage?”

Jungkook hesitantly lifted up his shirt, the wound on his left rib infected and getting worse by the day, “Its not healing.”

You looked down, Sehun and Hyuna had prevented Jungkook from getting any medical aid. They didn’t know that Nayeon was a physician, but she didn’t have access to the supplies needed.

“We just have to keep it clean,” You say, standing up and picking up the bowl with water, “We can wait until later, Nayeon went to the village and got alcohol.”

Jungkook chuckled in pain, “Right, so I can drink myself to death.”

Pouting, you hit his uninjured arm, “Don’t say that. Not even as a joke. Not in this situation.”

Jungkook took your hand, kissing it softly, “We must do what we must. Our only goal at the moment is survival. Even if we get kicked out of the kingdom-“

You shook your head, pressing a wet cloth to the infected wound, making your husband wince, “That won’t happen. Even if it did, we have castles in Park. We have friends everywhere. We can take back our kingdom.”

“And what about Jihan?” Jungkook said, his voice raising an inch, “He’d have to grow up with his parents fighting for a kingdom that we shouldn’t have lost in the first place. He doesn’t have his parents right now! We could die and he’ll invulantarily become king. He’s an infant-“

“This is no ones fault but Sehun and Hyuna’s,” you reassured him, “If we don’t get them, karma will. Our people are loyal, they won’t support them without a fight.”

Jungkook nodded, cupping the side of your face and bringing you in for a sweet kiss. Your hands naturally found their way to his thighs, scooting forward to deepen the kiss.

“We’ll be okay,” Jungkook said, your foreheads pressed together, “Even if we have to disguise ourselves and live as peasants, we’ll be okay because we have each other.”

His thin hands traced your jaw, trying to memorize every feature. His eyes looked tired, too tired. Your heart ached at the sight in front of you. You hoped he didn’t feel the same.

“They’ll want to see us soon,” You whispered, his large hand taking yours, “How pathetic. The rulers of Jeon, one from Park, parents of Jeon-Park prince, now being held hostage, in our own castle.”

Jungkook tilted his head, “I don’t think it’s pathetic, but rather sad. We had everything, and now nothing. But still more than most.”

Jungkook was right. You still had food, not a lot but enough. A roof over your head, and you had been able to keep your royal quarters. Jihan was presumably safe, still living the life he should.

Presumably.

And as if on queue, the door opened, and a guard walked in.

“Tomorrow night, a pre-coronation ball will be held to honor King Sehun and Queen Hyuna. You have both been selected as the hosts. A guard will come to escort you when it begins. You are also being summoned to dinner in an hour.”

He left just as quickly as he came, leaving you and Jungkook alone once more.

You gulped, standing up slowly, “I guess we better start getting ready.”

Your hand was trembling as you gripped onto Jungkooks arm, awaiting to be announced into the dinner. Jungkook was standing tall, the both of you dressed royally once more, crowns and all. Neither of you had said a word to each other in at least ten minutes, the anxiety of coming face to face with Hyuna and Sehun too much.

“Their Majesties, King Jungkook and Queen Y/N.”

You started walking, the double doors to the dining room opening and revealing your two faux rulers. They smiled nastily, Hyuna’s neck covered in feathers from her dress.

You sat down next to each other, Jungkooks hand enveloped by yours in your lap. Your stomach felt tight from anxiety, and your breathing unsteady.

“Don’t they look lovely, my love,” Hyuna said to Sehun, “However, something smells funny. Is that the smell of… whore?”

You looked down, avoiding everyone’s gaze as the two assholes in front of you laughed to themselves. You could feel Jungkook tensing, his body moving into a position where he could attack them at any time.

“Now now little brother,” Sehun taunted, “It’s not like I raped her, she willingly went along with it.”

Jungkook scoffed, “You would’ve killed me if she didn’t. She had no choice.”

“She’s still a whore,” Hyuna said, rolling her eyes. Your head shot up at her words, breathing in through your nose as your lips pursed tightly together.

“Enough, Hyuna,” Sehun said, “Now, before dinner is served, we have business to attend to.”

“What business?” You asked, your voice filled with an authority that scared the two imposters. Jungkook chuckled under his breath, his thumb rubbing circles on your hand to calm you down. You were grateful for the gesture.

“The pre-coronation ball,” Sehun said, “You two are hosting it. You will reveal that the two of you are stepping down. That it is too much work, and you want to focus on raising your son.”

“Where is our son?” Jungkook asked quickly, both of your eyes wide and hopeful.

Sehun and Hyuna looked to each other, shrugging, “He has to die, of course. After our proper coronation, you’re free to have as many children as you want. However, Jihan is technically still in line for my throne. We have our own son coming soon, and there can be no remains of your corrupt, hybrid family.”

“Hybrid?” You ask, offended, “And what exactly do you mean by that?”

Sehun laughed, “A hybrid of Park and Jeon. Kingdoms shouldn’t join. Why should two kingdoms be more powerful than another simply because of marriage?”

“You see, this is where you are at fault, not to mention everything else,” Jungkook said, shaking his head in disbelief, “Y/N and I, we were born to rule. When we were young, we had lessons, teaching us to think of the people before we think of ourselves. You have no experience. You think you can just show up, claim you’re king, and live in riches and jewels for the rest of your life? You’ll end up like Prince Yoongi. Dead and heir to a bankrupt kingdom. I suppose the other kingdoms could use another convict area-“

“Shut up!” Hyuna screamed, “Your voice, it’s so annoying! First it was you screaming all the time, and now you’re insulting us?! What makes you better than us? You’re not a bastard? Sehun will be a better king. We know what it’s like to live in the villages, to earn our money and make a living! You two are over privileged silver spoons!”

You stand up, “We are over-privileged. That’s what we royals are. We are what the public strive to be like. Having two low life’s like you two will make their goals much lower! They’ll live a boring life because the highest people in the food chain live a boring life.”

Jungkook stands up with you, lacing his fingers with yours, “Think about the people before you go ahead with this. We can’t stop you.”

You both leave the room, hurrying back to your chambers.

“I have a confession.”

You turned to Jungkook quickly after getting into your night gown, “What is it?”

“You’re leaving, tomorrow,” He said, standing up after sitting on the bed. He walked slowly to you, taking your hands in his, “Tomorrow night, at the ball. It’s masquerade, you can leave with your ladies, the servants will leave too.”

“You’re insane,” You scoffed, “If you think I’m going to leave without you, you need to remember my vows. I’m not leaving you.”

He brings your hands to his lips, kissing them lightly, “Please, I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“Jeon Jungkook! I’m not leaving!” You said, “I’m five steps ahead of you. Have you noticed that Chaeyoung isn’t here? She left ages ago! She is in Park right now, and they’re coming to help us.”

“We can do step one tomorrow-“

“No,” You said firmly, “We can’t waste time.”

Nayeon opened her mouth, but stopped. Jihyo looked alarmed, “She’s right. I’ll get the supplies.”

“I’ll leave,” Naeyeon said, “I’ll dress like a commoner doctor-“

“Y/N’s sick,” Chaeyoung said, “She needs you. Jungkook will need you when he comes back. I’ll go.”

You nod slowly, “Thank you.”

Jihyo handed you a piece of parchment and a quill. You thanked her and began writing.

‘My dearest brother, I am not sure if you know of the news, but our castle and kingdom has been taken over. Jungkook’s bastard Brother, Sehun, and his fiancée, Hyuna, are crowning themselves King and Queen. We are being held captive here, Jungkook is being tortured and has been separated from me for weeks now. Brother, we ask of you, to help us. Rally the other kingdoms to our aid, as we have done for them. Jimin, Jeon needs you. I need you.

Your Dearest Sister, Y/N.’

“Go to Park,” You whispered to Chaeyoung, who had just finished dressing in all brown, her makeup off, and hair down. She looked like a peasant. Perfect. “Give this to my brother. Tell him that there is no time to waste.”

“We will be safe soon,” Chaeyoung said, hugging you tightly, “I promise.”

“They’re coming for us?” Jungkook asked, “You didn’t tell me?”

You pulled out a piece of paper, handing it to Jungkook. He shook his head, “I can’t read it.”

“It says duobus diebus,” You read out, “It’s Latin for two days. It’s from Jimin. I got it yesterday.”

Jungkook looked at you in awe, “You didn’t trust me to tell me?”

You looked down, “If they tortured you for information… I thought-“

He pulled you by the waist and kissed you, his lips taking your breath away, “We’ll be okay.”

You smiled weakly, “I hope so.”

He spun you around, laying you down on the bed softly. He kissed your neck, his lips feather light on your skin.

“Are you sure you’re up to this?” You ask, running your hands delicately across his back.

“Let me make love to you,” He whispered, kissing your lips once again, “We don’t know if we’ll survive tomorrow, or tonight. I intend to make sure you know just how much I love you.”

You felt your eyes water, but kept them back, cupping Jungkook’s face as your tongues massaged each other’s. He moved away, taking off his shirt, and helping you up. You pulled off your gown, leaving you naked.

“Years of this,” Jungkook said, his eyes glued to yours, “And you just get more and more beautiful every second.”

You shook your head, wrapping your arms around his neck, “It is you, my love. Each day you are kinder, more loving than the last.”

“Let me show you,” He said, taking off his pants, both of you now naked. He slowly pushed you back onto the four post bed, running a hand through your hair. He kissed you slowly, his hand moving down to spread open your wet folds. He pumped his cock once, before slowly entering you. You breathed in deeply, as you felt every inch of him enter you slowly. He kept his thrusts slow, the both of you enjoying the feeling of being one with each other.

“I love you,” Jungkook said softly, “So much. You are my angel, my hope, my salvation.”

“You saved me, time and time again,” You held onto his shoulders, as his pace sped up, but not by very much.

He started grunting, pressing light kisses all over your face, making you smile, before moaning suddenly. His hand started to circle your clit slowly, and you brought your hips up to meet him. Your back arched, and his hand moved to support you.

“Y/N, I love you,” He grunted, “Always have, always will.”

You felt you high coming, and you didn’t hold your moans back. He knew you were close, he was too. His thrusts became faster, his pelvis lightly hitting your hips as he kept pounding into you lightly, making sure neither of you felt pain over pleasure.

“I- love you.”

After your words, you came, Jungkook letting go seconds after. You clenched your walls around him as he kissed you, the passion radiating around the both of you.

He slowed down, the both of you exhausted. He pulled out of you, standing up and grabbing a cloth. He wiped you down, making sure to keep his cum inside of you.

“Whatever happens tomorrow,” You say, stroking a finger across his cheek, “We wll be together. You die, I die. You live, I live. We are one.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Blue and gold outfits. Golden masks. Crowns perfectly atop your heads. Crowns that wouldn’t remain there for very much longer.

“You look beautiful,” Jungkook said, placing his hands on your hips from behind, “Remember everything will be fine.” You turned around in his arms, kissing him softly. “Please, if you change your mind, leave with your ladies.”

You sighed, tucking your head under his chin, “I can’t leave you, Not now, not ever.”

He kissed the top of your head, hugging you tightly, “Okay. But if something happens to you, I will kill myself.”

You pouted and hit his chest, “Jihan. Think of Jihan.”

He nodded, and you kissed his chin, before pulling away, “We should go, I guess.”

You nodded, fixing his tilted crown and picking up the masks, adjusting them onto your faces, “Stay together.”

You walked to the entrance of the ballroom, standing at the steps that led down to the party, “I don’t want to do this,” You admit, clutching onto Jungkook’s arm, “I’m not ready to die.”

Jungkook sighed, his chest jolting as he tried to hold back his tears, “If we die, Jihan will be watched over well. He has people ready to look after him, to guide him. Our Reign was short, but it has secured his life in safety.”

You nod, and you finally make your way to the floor, seeing Hyuna and Sehun, sitting on your thrones, dressed entirely in gold. You refused to look at them, feeling revolted that they think they’re doing the right thing.

“Look everyone!” Hyuna called out from your throne, “Former King and Queen Y/N are here! Lets give them a warm welcome!”

Everyone clapped, and you hid your already covered face in Jungkook’s shoulder.

“Brother, come here,” Sehun said, motioning for the two. You slowly walked over, looking at your feet.

“Lovely to see you,” Sehun said, “You don’t look too shabby for former rulers who are going to die.”

“You have our Kingdom, and you got us to send our son away,” You said, the tears threatening to fall, “Now you want us dead?”

“You see,” Sehun said, “The people will still support you, but if you’re dead-“

“We get it,” Jungkook said, “At least wait until after your coronation.”

“We plan to do that,” Hyuna said, “You can enjoy our party now.”

You sighed, before recognizing the music, “Jungkook, can we dance?”

Jungkook chuckled sadly, “Isn’t that my line?” He bowed to you, “May I have a dance with my Queen?”

“Of course, my King,” You say, curtsying back. You both took off your masks, everyone knew who were anyway.

He led you to the middle, the two of you starting to dance. It was bittersweet. You always believed that the two of you were the best dancers, able to convey your emotions through each other.

“You’re still so beautiful.”

You stopped dancing, instead leaning into his chest, and finally crying. The music stopped, and your sobs echoed throughout the room. Everyone went quiet, watching as the King comforted his Queen.

“It’s not worth it,” You sobbed, “Nothing, we’re dead, Jungkook. They’ll kill us, and they’ll kill Jihan.”

“It’ll be okay,” Jungkook said, “M-maybe our next life will be better.”

He pulled you away from the center, away from where everyone could see you.

“I’m sorry,” You sobbed, “I didn’t mean to make a scene.”

Jungkook hushed you, and held you close, patting your hair, “It’s okay.”

Two figures walked towards you, bowing, and then temporarily taking off their masks.

“Jihyo, Nayeon,” You say, “Are you ready to leave?”

“Yes, your highness,” Nayeon says, “We will all see each other again soon.”

You hug the two girls, and they walk away, keeping their faces hidden.

“The servants have left already,” Jungkook says, “The sovereigns go down with the castle.”

You nodded, moving around to get a drink.

Doing so, you spot a lady dressed finely, her stomach protruding with child.

“Congratulations,” You said, smiling sadly, “Is this your first?”

“Second,” The girl says, her voice familiar, “I have a daughter.”

You scrunch your eyebrows, “Have- have we met before?”

“I’m sure we have, your majesty,” She says, before walking away to join a man, most likely her husband.

You returned to Jungkook with champagne, taking a sip before a loud bang is heard.

The ballroom doors slammed open, with two men dragging the screaming Jihyo and Nayeon through the doors.

“We found them trying to escape, your majesties,” The guards say to Hyuna and Sehun, who look to each other in amusement.

“Y/N, come here.”

You shake your head no, but a guard comes and takes ahold of you.

“Let go of me,” You said lowly, and he released you. You walked towards the fake royals, and stopped, Jungkook standing behind you.

“These are your ladies, are they not?”

“I told them to leave,” You say, looking down, “Punish me, not them.”

Sehun smirks, “Well, what should your punishment be? Oh! I know!”

He stands up, Jungkook moving in front of you, a protecting glare in his eyes, “Don’t touch her.”

“Our Queen here was a great fuck,” He announces, and the audience went quiet, “Maybe my guards should experience it first hand.”

The guards grabbed ahold of you, and you started screaming, “NO! NOT AGAIN PLEASE-“

Jungkook was grabbed too, torn away from you as he desperately tried to reach you, “IF YOU TOUCH HER I’LL KILL YOU!”

“Now now, Sehun. Don’t you think it’s time you stopped this little game of yours?”

Jimin?

You frantically turned around, seeing five men standing in a line, taking off their masks to reveal Jimin, Hoseok, Seokjin, Taehyung, and Namjoon.

“We’re under attack,” Sehun said lazily, “You think we’re scared? We are the rulers now.”

“You’re not,” Jimin said, “You will never be one of us. The only thing you’ll be is dead.”

“Guards!”

The guards ran towards the Kings and Princes, Jungkook somehow getting hold of a sword and stabbing the guards around you. He pulled you behind him, ready to kill anyone that even thought of stepping near you.

The Guards had no chance, Sehun and Hyuna were glued to their seats, as they realized the entire attendance of the ball were all working for the other kingdoms. A surprise attack.

Sehun stood up, but Jungkook quickly grabbed him, holding the sword to his neck, “Take another step and I’ll kill you.”

“Guards, stop fighting,” Sehun called out. Hyuna was frozen, staring straight at her fiancé.

Sehuns guards were taken away by real Park guards, which left only the royals in the room. The pregnant lady you spoke to earlier took off her mask, revealing Jennie, who smiled excitedly at you, her hands on her baby bump.

“You mess with my family,” Jungkook said, “You mess with all of us.”

“We’re all connected,” Hoseok said, “Through marriage.”

“And Children,” Prince Taehyung said, smiling at you.

“Friendship,” Prince Namjoon said, looking around at everyone.

“Growing up together,” Seokjin said, glancing at Jimin.

“We are all a family, something you’ll never understand,” Jimin said, “That’s how we’re different from you normal people. We rule because we have each other’s backs.”

“And now,” You said, stepping forward, “You’ll see exactly what mother is capable of.”

You pulled out a dagger from under your skirt, raising the eyebrows of the men in the room. You walked up to Sehun, whom Jungkook was keeping still.

You stabbed his shoulder, “This is for the threats.”

His hip, “This is for the head.”

His thigh, “This is for torturing Jungkook.”

His stomach, “This is for making me have sex with you.”

You took a deep breath, and stabbed his heart, “This is for separating me from my son, and putting him in danger.”

Jungkook let go of the body, letting a very dead Sehun fall to the floor.

The boys clapped, and you curtsied in response, before walking towards Hyuna, “What to do with you? Are you actually pregnant?”

“I-I lied.”

“Good.”

You handed the dagger to Jungkook, and he stabbed her heart, finally ending the two devils lives.

You looked around the room at the smiling faces, noticing Jennie wasn’t there.

“Guards,” Jimin said, take the bodies away. The real King and Queen need their thrones back.”

They did what they were told, and you sat down in your throne, finally feeling at home.

“Thank you,” You said, smiling widely, “You saved us.”

“You would’ve done the same for us,” Taehyung said, “By the way, I think there’s someone who wants to see you.”

You look behind him, and Jennie is carrying Jihan, who screamed out you’re names. You and Jungkook leap out of your thrones, running to him.

Jennie puts him down, and he stands up, taking a few steps towards you. You collapse to the floor, wrapping him into your arms. He hugged you both tightly, and you and Jungkook started crying.

“You’re home my baby!” You cried, kissing his chubby cheeks, before pulling back, “Look at you! You’ve grown so much!”

“I’m so sorry, my son,” Jungkook said, wiping his tears away to hug his son, “I’ll never let you go away again. Never.”

Jihan giggled, “King Appa, Queen Eomma!”

More happy tears fell as you hugged him again, “He’s grown so much!”

You could see more of you and Jungkook in him. His face had become more pronounced, with Jungkook’s bunny smile perfectly placed on his lips.

“We’re okay,” Jungkook said, “We’re okay.”

You nodded, as Jungkook hugged you both. You wiped away your tears, knowing that they would be the last ones in a while.

“I love you both, so much,” Jungkook said.

“I love you too.”

And we’re done :’((((. There’s still an epilogue, but I wanted to say thank you to everyone that read and loved Reign. Thank you so much for coming with me on this long journey. Y/N and Jungkook’s story is over, but they got their happy ending <3

- Royal

[mojaveimpulses-archived]

Fallout OC Questionnaire

Taken from: @codename-whisper

Some questions have been omitted for preference / personal reasons. Located under cut.

1. Which Fallout game are they from?       New Vegas // Originally from Four, changed due to preference and ease of access.

2. Which factions did they join and which did they destroy? Why?       If he had to pick, he would be independent. Definitely up for destroying the Legion, although despite his dislike and suspicion of the NCR he wouldn't act so readily to get rid of them. The Mojave Chapter of the Brotherhood isn't prevelant enough for him to really care, though he is slightly intimidated by their armor and guns.

3. What is their S.P.E.C.I.A.L.?       Check here

4. Give us a summary of their backstory.       He was born in Freeside in 2264. His father, Michael, is retired from the NCR MP, and his mother, Heather, used to work in The Strip at Gamorrah. When he was six years old, Heather left Freeside and never returned. Archie never found out where she went to, though outside of his knowledge she had hitched a Caravan to the Commonwealth, and then eventually made her way to Maine. He spent most of his time outside of his house in Freeside with a boy named Castor and Castor's sister, Neta. When Archie was at home, he was the sole recipient of verbal, physical and mental abuse. When he turned fifteen, he fled Freeside. He's been wandering for two years, and has yet to settle into a new living situation. He takes whatever jobs he can find to make at least some Caps.

5. What’s their full name and does it have a meaning? Do they have any nicknames and how did they get em?       Archie: Diminutive of Archibald. This name is borne by Archie Andrews, an American comic-book character created in 1941.       Archibald: Derived from the Germanic elements ercan "genuine" and bald "bold". The first element was altered due to the influence of Greek names beginning with the element αρχος (archos) meaning "master". The Normans brought this name to England. It first became common in Scotland in the Middle Ages.       King: From a nickname which derives from the English word king, ultimately from Old English cyning.       Bancroft: From any of the various places of this name, derived from Old English bean meaning "bean" and croft meaning "small enclosed field".       He chose the name 'Archie' for himself while looking through Pre-War books, and no one after his escape from Freeside would or will know his birthname but himself. He doesn't really have any nicknames specific to him.

6. What’s their sexual, romantic, and gender orientation? Do they feel comfortable telling other people?       Note: I don't believe that romantic attraction is different from sexual attraction. Archie is a gay trans male, and uses he / him pronouns. The only thing that would bar him from 'passing' on the outside would be his voice, which definitely could be worked on. Other than that, it would actually surprie him if someone saw him as a girl.

7. Do they have any mental illnesses? How do they cope?       Bipolar Disorder Type II, Major Depressive Disorder, General Anxiety Disorder, Complex Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, Autism Spectrum Disorder. He also suffers from constant nightmares. He's never really had any great coping mechanisms. Archie's constant manic episodes tended to lead him to do dangerous things and as a result sustain numerous injuries. Certain sounds are genuinely painful for him to listen to, such as the sound of chewing and even sometimes laughing. CPTSD has led to a mild fear of physical contact, sometimes turning severe depending on his current state. He just tries to get through each day and hope he doesn't tear someone's head off for something.

8. Do they have any medical conditions? Is medicine / treatment available for them?       He has pigeon-toe syndrome, which causes his kneecaps to be slightly misaligned. It isn't a big enough problem for him to be constantly bothered, but he has trouble standing and walking for long periods of time. It affects both of his knees, but primarily the left knee. There's not much he knows of that can fix that. He used to have glasses for his bad eyesight, but they were broken when he left Freeside. He can't wear any other pair that he's found so far without getting migraines. Suffers from an intolerance to eggs and dairy, although he doesn't encounter either of these often enough for it to be a problem. If he ingests too much of either, however, it causes his asthma to flare up.

9. How much do they care about their outer appearance? What’s their “beauty routine”? How often do they shower/ bathe?       He tries to keep his hair shorter than his ears, although that never really works out. That's probably the only thing he really cares about. Archie tries to clean himself as often as he can, although he tends to forget half the time.

10. What do they fear the most?       A lot, but mainly his dad. Especially being returned to his dad, because he has no idea what would happen after running off for two years.

11. Their biggest flaw? Do they recognize it as a flaw?       Archie's biggest flaw is his timidity and his naivety. He's scared of everything, and yet he puts too much trust into people he just met. He doesn't realize this, however. He's also too stubborn for his own good.

12. What is their biggest insecurity?       Not being able to tell people 'no', and being somewhat of a doormat.

13. What Wasteland threat do they fear the most?       Check here

14. What’s their zodiac sign or which one do you think they relate to the most? What are their placements?       Aries sun, Capricorn moon.

15. What’s their Myers–Briggs Type?       INFP.

16. What Harry Potter house would they be in?       Check here

17. Which Pokemon GO team would they choose?       Check here

18. Out of the nine forms of intelligence (rhythmic, spatial, linguistic, mathematical, kinesthetic, interpersonal, intrapersonal, naturalistic, and existential) which one(s) are they really good at and which one(s) is(are) their weakest?       His strongest intelligences are musical / rhythmic and naturalist, while his weakest are interpersonal, bodily-kinesthetic and mathematical.

19. What natural alignment are they?       Archie has been described as both Chaotic Neutral and Chaotic Good, so either one works.

20. Do they have a favorite holiday? How do they celebrate it?       There aren’t many holidays in the Wasteland, but he’d probably enjoy Christmas and any big candy-related holidays [ Halloween, Valentine’s Day and Easter ] if they were still around.

21. What’s their favorite season?       Despite the heat, he really likes spring and summer. It’s a lot sunnier and he prefers the sun to clouds.

22. Do they have a temper or are they level-headed?       Check here.

23. Do they express their emotions freely or hide their true feelings?       He tends to spill his emotions pretty freely without realizing it.

24. Are they a leader or a follower?       Follower

26. Do they prefer to travel alone or with company? Who have they traveled with if any? Current companion if any?       Lore-wise, he doesn't travel with anyone. In-game, however, his current companions are Vulpes, Veronica and Boone. Planned companion setup is Arcade, Boone and Benny.

27. Do they prefer to solve things diplomatically or using violence?       He tries to solve things peacefully, unless he knows he'll have to end up fighting sooner or later.

28. What is their combat style? What range do they prefer? Do they sneak?       Melee, close-combat. He's horrible at sneaking, and prefers to just dart behind things and hope no one saw him.

29. What weapon do they always carry with them?       A machete, a straight razor and a shovel.

30. How’s their aim? Do their hands shake while pointing a gun?       He couldn't shoot a can a foot in front of him to save his life.

31. What are their thoughts on having to kill on a daily bases in order to survive? Does it take a toll on them? Or do they shake it off rather easily?       He knows it has to happen sometimes, but he tries to get by as much as he can without having to kill things. Depending on the type of person he's killed however, it might make him more than a little uncomfortable.

32. Thoughts on death if any?       Absolutely terrified of it.

33. Do they move around a lot or prefer to have a place to call home?       He wishes he could find somewhere to settle, but for now he moves whenever he feels he needs to.

34. Their opinions on ghouls, feral and not feral?       Archie thinks non-feral ghouls are cool, although he's a little unsure around them sometimes. Ferals, however, scare the fuck out of him.

35. Do they scavenge for their supplies or simply buy them?       He either scavenges or steals.

36. Are they the type to get distracted and go off to an unknown nearby location or do they stay on track?       He gets distracted way to easily for his own good.

37. How do they sleep? Are they picky about where and how or can they sleep basically anywhere?       Check here.

38. What’s their favorite radio station and song?       Radio New Vegas and Blue Moon by Frank Sinatra. Songs that he enjoys that aren't present in the canon game files are also Five Card Stud by Lorne Greene, No Tears Milday and Running Gun by Marty Robbins, Rockin' Robin by Bobby Day and Come on Let's Go by Ritchie Valens.

39. What’s their favorite post-apocalyptic food? Are they a picky eater? Do they know how to cook?       He's an incredibly picky eater. Archie does like Brahmin steaks, however. He doesn't know how to cool incredibly well, but he can at least tell when something's raw versus cooked fully.

40. What’s their favorite beverage? Do they drink alcohol?       Just purified water. Nuka Cola feels like sludge in his throat and it makes him want to vomit. He tried alcohol once but regretted it; said it felt like his chest had been set on fire.

41. Do they have any tag skills?       Melee, Speech and Survival.

42. Are they good at disarming traps or do they constantly miss them?       It's a miracle he hasn't taken off a leg or an arm yet.

[larakeklik-work]

Convention on the Rights of the Child: The children's version

1. Definition of a child

A child is any person under the age of 18.

2. No discrimination

All children have all these rights, no matter who they are, where they live, what language they speak, what their religion is, what they think, what they look like, if they are a boy or girl, if they have a disability, if they are rich or poor, and no matter who their parents or families are or what their parents or families believe or do. No child should be treated unfairly for any reason.

3. Best interests of the child

When adults make decisions, they should think about how their decisions will affect children. All   adults should do what is best for children. Governments should make sure children are protected and looked after by their parents, or by other people when this is needed. Governments should make sure that people and places responsible for looking after children are doing a good job.

4. Making rights real

Governments must do all they can to make sure that every child in their countries can enjoy all the rights in this Convention.

5. Family guidance as children develop

Governments should let families and communities guide their children so that, as they grow up, they learn to use their rights in the best way. The more children grow, the less guidance they will need.

6. Life survival and development

Every child has the right to be alive. Governments must make sure that children survive and develop in the best possible way.

7. Name and nationality

Children must be registered when they are born and given a name which is officially recognized by the government. Children must have a nationality (belong to a country). Whenever possible, children should know their parents and be looked after by them.

8. Identity

Children have the right to their own identity – an official record of who they are which includes their name, nationality and family relations. No one should take this away from them, but if this happens, governments must help children to quickly get their identity back.

9. Keeping families together

Children should not be separated from their parents unless they are not being properly looked after – for example, if a parent hurts or does not take care of a child. Children whose parents don’t live together should stay in contact with both parents unless this might harm the child.

10. Contact with parents across countries

If a child lives in a different country than their parents, governments must let the child and parents travel so that they can stay in contact and be together.

11. Protection from kidnapping

Governments must stop children being taken out of the country when this is against the law – for example, being kidnapped by someone or held abroad by a parent when the other parent does not agree.

12. Respect for children's views

Children have the right to give their opinions freely on issues that affect them. Adults should listen and take children seriously.

13. Sharing thoughts freely

Children have the right to share freely with others what they learn, think and feel, by talking, drawing, writing or in any other way unless it harms other people.

14. Freedom of thought and religion

Children can choose their own thoughts, opinions and religion, but this should not stop other people from enjoying their rights. Parents can guide children so that as they grow up, they learn to properly use this right.

15. Setting up or joining groups

Children can join or set up groups or organisations, and they can meet with others, as long as this does not harm other people.

16. Protection of privacy

Every child has the right to privacy. The law must protect children’s privacy, family, home, communications and reputation (or good name) from any attack.

17. Access to information

Children have the right to get information from the Internet, radio, television, newspapers, books and other sources. Adults should make sure the information they are getting is not harmful. Governments should encourage the media to share information from lots of different sources, in languages that all children can understand.

18. Responsibility of parents

Parents are the main people responsible for bringing up a child. When the child does not have any parents, another adult will have this responsibility and they are called a “guardian”. Parents and guardians should always consider what is best for that child. Governments should help them. Where a child has both parents, both of them should be responsible for bringing up the child.

19. Protection from violence

Governments must protect children from violence, abuse and being neglected by anyone who looks after them.

20. Children without families

Every child who cannot be looked after by their own family has the right to be looked after properly by people who respect the child’s religion, culture, language and other aspects of their life.

21. Children who are adopted

When children are adopted, the most important thing is to do what is best for them. If a child cannot be properly looked after in their own country – for example by living with another family – then they might be adopted in another country.

22. Refugee children

Children who move from their home country to another country as refugees (because it was not safe for them to stay there) should get help and protection and have the same rights as children born in that country.

23. Children with disabilities

Every child with a disability should enjoy the best possible life in society. Governments should remove all obstacles for children with disabilities to become independent and to participate actively in the community.

24. Health, water, food, environment

Children have the right to the best health care possible, clean water to drink, healthy food and a clean and safe environment to live in. All adults and children should have information about how to stay safe and healthy.

25. Review of a child's placement

Every child who has been placed somewhere away from home - for their care, protection or health – should have their situation checked regularly to see if everything is going well and if this is still the best place for the child to be.

26. Social and economic help

Governments should provide money or other support to help children from poor families.

27. Food, clothing, a safe home

Children have the right to food, clothing and a safe place to live so they can develop in the best possible way. The government should help families and children who cannot afford this.

28. Access to education

Every child has the right to an education. Primary education should be free. Secondary and higher education should be available to every child. Children should be encouraged to go to school to the highest level possible. Discipline in schools should respect children’s rights and never use violence.

29. Aims of education

Children’s education should help them fully develop their personalities, talents and abilities. It should teach them to understand their own rights, and to respect other people’s rights, cultures and differences. It should help them to live peacefully and protect the environment.

30. Minority culture, language and religion

Children have the right to use their own language, culture and religion - even if these are not shared by most people in the country where they live.

31. Rest, play, culture, arts

Every child has the right to rest, relax, play and to take part in cultural and creative activities.

32. Protection from harmful work

Children have the right to be protected from doing work that is dangerous or bad for their education, health or development. If children work, they have the right to be safe and paid fairly.

33. Protection from harmful drugs

Governments must protect children from taking, making, carrying or selling harmful drugs.

34. Protection from sexual abuse

The government should protect children from sexual exploitation (being taken advantage of) and sexual abuse, including by people forcing children to have sex for money, or making sexual pictures or films of them.

35. Prevention of sale and trafficking

Governments must make sure that children are not kidnapped or sold, or taken to other countries or places to be exploited (taken advantage of).

36. Protection from exploitation

Children have the right to be protected from all other kinds of exploitation (being taken advantage of), even if these are not specifically mentioned in this Convention.

37. Children in detention

Children who are accused of breaking the law should not be killed, tortured, treated cruelly, put in prison forever, or put in prison with adults. Prison should always be the last choice and only for the shortest possible time. Children in prison should have legal help and be able to stay in contact with their family.

38. Protection in war

Children have the right to be protected during war. No child under 15 can join the army or take part in war.

39. Recovery and reintegration

Children have the right to get help if they have been hurt, neglected, treated badly or affected by war, so they can get back their health and dignity.

40. Children who break the law

Children accused of breaking the law have the right to legal help and fair treatment. There should be lots of solutions to help these children become good members of their communities. Prison should only be the last choice.

41. Best law for children applies

If the laws of a country protect children’s rights better than this Convention, then those laws should be used.

42. Everyone must know children's rights

Governments should actively tell children and adults about this Convention so that everyone knows about children’s rights.

[thesimplyluxuriouslife]

305: 36 Bedtime Daily Rituals and Essential Details to Ensure A Restful Slumber

”Discover the great ideas that lie inside you by discovering the power of sleep.” – Arianna Huffington, author of The Sleep Revolution

Awaking without an alarm clock. Letting the body and mind in tandem wake up after having receiving the necessary amounts of sleep, my goal as I move forward in life is to have more mornings awoken only by the morning murmurs of the fresh air, the birdsong, the quiet of the house as the sun begins to gently start the day.

If you have ever experienced jet lag, you know what it feels like, what it sounds like when your body and mind to speak, asking, "Why aren't we sleeping right now?". Whether you are traveling across multiple time zones or not, your body and mind need deep consistent rest, and when we listen to and honor what we hear, we begin to live a life of healthy harmony. We are better able to manage our emotions, stay present, be patient, think clearing and so much more. Sharing the nine benefits of a good night's sleep a couple of years ago, I have no doubt you know the importance and value of a good night's sleep, but knowing and creating a space in our sanctuaries to offer a nightly restful slumber can be two different things.

Today, inspired by the completion of my primary bedroom's restyling (stop by next week on the blog for a tour - before and after photos included along with all of the details, links and decisions behind the choices), I wanted to introduce next week's post with a post sharing 36 Bedtime Daily Rituals and Essential Details for a restful slumber.

To know what we need is one thing. To know how to cultivate it can be a bit more difficult to ascertain, but what I have learned over the years having never used an alarm clock during my teenage years, the daily necessary ingredient for an everyday of contentment is a good night's sleep.

Forward thinking as well as remaining in the present are advisable for living a life of contentment as well; however, reflecting upon times in our life when we felt contentment can be incredibly helpful. And so it was my reflection on my teenage years, reminding me of how I lived which enabled me to live without an alarm clock and still live a full life, rise early enough to begin the day without rush and reduce or eliminate my worries.

While taking time, two decades in fact, my bedroom decor as well as my daily rituals surrounding sleep cultivate a necessary portion of daily life I deeply savor, look foward to and find incredibly life lifting when I consciously prioritize my sleep which has been essential to enjoying my days.

First the concrete essential details present in the bedroom to assist in cultivating an inviting and restful bedroom:

~Be sure to tune in to the audio version as much more detail is shared on each item in the lists below.

Essential Details

1.Easily accessible and easy to utilize dimmable bedside table lamps or wall sconces

2. Tranquil wall covering - paint or wallpaper

3. Small trays on the bedside table(s)

4. A full glass of water and carafe

5. Linen sheets and pillowcases - year round

6. A top blanket for napping during the day

7. Lavender (or one's favorite scent for calm) hand lotion

8. Lip balm

9. Candles and match striker

10. Writing utensil

11. Journal

12. Books for reading which calm the mind

13. Window treatment enabling you to open your window and provide privacy when needed

14. A bolster (or traversin in French)

15. Natural light

16. A mix of prints and solids, textures and fabrics

17. Include the three pillars of tangible decor details - (1) natural fabrics, (2) metals and (3) natural material

(i.e. (1) linen, cotton, wool; (2) brass or silver, etc. - stick to the same hue, finish may vary; (3) wood, bamboo, seagrass, etc.

18. For a calm aesthetic - Select three colors and vary the hues

”Sleep helps you win at life.” – Amy Poehler

Limit or remove:

access to the internet (phone, tablet, computer)

excessive photos and décor (cluttered walls, table tops, shelves, etc.)

bright overhead lighting or fluorescent lighting

television

décor items holding reminders of pain, loss, or hurt

dust and dirt and laundry or tossed about clothing (clean the bedroom regularly as a way to be mindful of the importance of the time you spend in the space, of course for basic cleanliness as well)

Bedtime Daily Rituals

AM

0. Gently turn on bedside light (why dimmable lamps are a necessity)

1.Finish drinking the glass of water by the bed which had been poured prior to going to bed the night before

2.Before rising, thoughtfully contemplate one or two things you are grateful for (journal or write down if you prefer)

3. Read or listen to a page or a chapter of something inspiring (sans internet) such as a book or turn on calm music

I prefer classical in the morning, but choose something to lift you well into the day

4. Let the natural daylight in when possible

5. Open the windows (if they aren't already open) to hear the birdsong during the spring

6. Rise and put on your slippers and dressing gown/robe

PM

1. Set room/house temperature to desired levels

2. Prepare the pups for bed - final bathroom outing, blanket or dog bed preparation

3. Draw window treatments as preferred and open window (if preferred)

4. Turn on sleep timer for any music or listening element you enjoy before falling asleep

5. Situate the pillows

Bolster goes behind the sleeping pillow and large decorative Euros are removed

6. Use hand and foot lotion, lip balm (as desired)

7. Pour a full glass of water and place in the tray bedside

8. Light a candle (if preferred) or spritz the bed linens with a favorite scent

9. Remove slippers and dressing gown/robe, placing nearby for easy access in the morning

10. Journal any thoughts, putting the day to bed

11. Read a book that does not add drama or worry, but rather brings a smile or tickles the mind

12. Lights out

(if I cannot sleep, deep breathing practice - 6-count inhale, 6-count exhale - and before I realize it, I have fallen asleep as it stops my mind from thinking and lets it relax)

”Sleep is the best meditation.” – Dalai Lama

While decorating our sleeping space in a way to personalize is incredibly helpful, what I have discovered over the years is I am more often removing items rather than adding them to my bedroom. In so doing, the room's restfulness improves, my sleep deepens and there are fewer items to preoccupy my mind (or trip over). Keeping it simple, keeping it thoughtful with our intentionality and choices, investing in quality, yep, cultivating a simply luxuriously sleep space, is to live well and more specifically sleep well. Because when we sleep well, our waking hours are far more positive and fruitful and simply, incredibly enjoyable. :)

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