#cahall

[bronzeandsage]

DWC 2024 - Day 5 - Captive/Skill

Everything was getting hazier by the moment as his vision focused in on the elf, the acting breathing was so tiring as he lay still under the eye of the watcher. There were a million and one questions running through his brain to ask, but the only one at the forefront was if he could just sleep. Sleeping sounded so nice at this point as grew stiller by the blink.

"I understand time is not something to really worry about, but I would like to insist on an answer sooner than later," the elf continued as he leaned closer into the orc's face. His skin was dark purple like a night elf's and the eyes the standard glowing yellow but there something far more otherworldly. There shouldn't be pupils. Sand. Swirling sand.

A smooth hand came to gently brush open his eyes again as he looked up at the elf who was smiling sadly as he was showing a hope in those eyes. "Sevlaz, it is time. Otherwise we will have to do this over again and I am loathe to do it again to you. Flowing is easier on you than it is to reverse it. Six times is far to many."

Six? Six times? How many times did he have to die?

"Six."

A soft nod given.

"Indeed my long suffering friend, hell is repetition and I do not wish you suffer in it any longer than you must. So please, could you give me an answer this time? You are chosen and I feel you best suited but I will not choose for you. Consent is key."

Consent. So tired.

Tired.

"Drat."

@daily-writing-challenge

How a 10 foot, half ton tauren could come up behind him without making a noise was something a marvel for Sevlaz as he looked up into the brindle faced male. Sheared horns, bronze nose ring, and one hard pale blue eye only addedto the intimidation the warrior of his arsenal as he stared back at the orc.

"Grin."

There was a heavy cough as Sevlaz cleared his throat and started to stand up. "Raincal-"

The thick three fingered hand caught him in the chest and with the ease of pushing over a child sat Sevlaz back on his stool. "Sit."

"Right, sure thing," Sevlaz answered as he noted how easily he was forced back down. "What can I-"

"Shutup."

"Alright."

The tauren leaden down to look him in the eye, his bearded jaw set firm as he spoke. "You know why I'm here."

"Uh, I would think an omelet or perhaps one of these kabobs. Erik could you fox- er fix up a stick or seven for..?" The thief was turning back toward the cook. Unceremoniously the above flap clattered down to seal off the cooking area of the vulpera's, the wood vibrating the painted on sad face with a word bubble 'Closed!' Sevlaz growled and faced the mercenary again. "Sorry looks like they're closed now."

"Pity," the deep baritone was short and hard as he never broke his gaze.

"Very much so, Cah. And I would guess you're here per An'wei."

The tauren mercenary, Cahall would nod curtly. "You'd be right."

"About the job?"

"Two for two."

"Well, I mean it's just taking me a bit to get an in and these things take time. Silvermoon isn't what it used to be," Sevlaz continued to press the conversation, his hands talking as much as he was. "My old contacts are either reformed, abroad, or well..."

"Dead."

"Exactly," the thief added as turned his permanent grin to to Cahall again. The tauren was not smiling. He never did.

There was a moment Sevlaz believed that was how the conversation was going to end, but that huge hand would reach forward and gently slip it's wrist thick fingers through the leather straps of Sev's vest. If he'd been shoved back into his seat like a newborn, he was lifted just the same like a kitten to dangle in the air at the tauren's eye level. There might have been an urge to kick out or struggle but knowing the warrior's reputation, it would have just ended a lot worse for him.

"Per the contract," Cahall growled softly as he drew the orc closer to his face. "You got one week to have it in the broker's hands. If not, I will be bringing back you back to them."

"One. Piece. At. A. Time." Each word was emphasized like a gong struck, no eye contact broken and inches only between the pair.

The thief cleared his throat again, the guttural gunk in his throat cleared and swallowed once again. "I'll do what I can."

"I'm sure." And the orc was lowered again to the ground. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry? I mean it's fine, you're doing your job. It's what you do," Sev answered breathlessly as he found him counting his blessing to feel the dirt under his feet again. The warrior's grip was still tight about the straps on his chest as he heard the creak of the fist growing firmer.

There was a shake of Cahall's shaggy head. A grunt of effort matching the lift while the muscles flexed to propel the orc from the ground.

"Wait! Wait! WA-" Sevlaz started to yell as he felt the earth disappear beneath him again. Air was rushing in his ears as the eerie feeling of weightlessness took over to speed him across the street barely having time to lift his arms to shield him from the impending landing. Thankfully the fruit stand across from Erik's was gracious enough to break his fall.

"My mangos!' The shrill scream of the vendor echoed throughout the street as the wreckage of his livelihood littered the ground and the bruised orc thief. Sevlaz groaned from the pile of broken fruit as he saw the world upside down, the lumbering form of the warrior striding off into the capital.

His red gaze should be filled with rage at being manhandled but instead red fur and golden eyes.

"Sev!" Erik yelled as he began to pull the orc back up around from his upside down heap into a sitting heap. "You alright?"

Sevlaz nodded as he wiped some mushed mango from his face.

"Good good good," the vulpera continued before opening his palm. "So it's gonna be like two gold for those kabobs."

A handful of crushed fruit was hardly the tip he expected.

[hauntted-idv]

Wip. I have an obsession with drawing characters sitting on laps I fear

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Judd Legum at Popular Information:

Karen Cahall has been a teacher in the New Richmond School District in Ohio for 34 years. During that time, according to a lawsuit Cahall filed earlier this month, she "consistently received excellent evaluations for her job performance and teaching excellence." Cahall, who teaches third grade, was recently suspended for three days without pay and threatened with termination. She was punished for offering four books in her classroom library that contained LGBTQ characters. Cahall's classroom library includes about 100 books. These books are not part of Cahall's curriculum and are not required reading for any student. Like many teachers, Cahall has them on hand to encourage students to read more books. Among the books in Cahall's library were four that have LGBTQ characters: Ana On The Edge, The Fabulous Zed Watson!, Hazel Bly and the Deep Blue Sea, and Too Bright to See. These books, the lawsuit argues, do not "describe sexual conduct or sexual activity" and "do not… advocate for or against any particular lifestyle." Rather, the books "deal with characters who are LGBTQ+ and are coming to terms with feeling different and excluded simply because they are LGBTQ+." [...] On October 30, 2024, a parent became aware of the books and sent an email complaining to the principal of Cahall's school, Monroe Elementary, and to every member of the New Richmond Board of Education. The email was forwarded to New Richmond Superintendent Tracey Miller, who quickly scheduled a "pre-disciplinary hearing on November 4, 2024."

According to Miller, Cahall's inclusion of these books in her classroom library violated school district policy. The specific policy at issue, according to a letter from Miller to Cahall, is Policy 2240. [...] On November 6, Miller sent Cahall a letter informing Cahall that she was suspended for three days without pay. Miller accused Cahall of "intentional and serious violation of Board policy and procedure" by placing books in her "classroom library that contained themes and discussion of topics of a controversial nature." Miller said that Cahall should have known that including the books in her classroom library was unacceptable because "based on your experience in this community you understand the values that many hold." Miller said Cahall's behavior was "completely unacceptable, will not be tolerated and warrants significant discipline." Miller said that if Cahall continues "to behave in this manner in the future" she may be terminated.

Cahall has filed a civil lawsuit against Miller and the New Richmond School District, arguing that their actions were unconstitutional. First, Cahall argues that the "controversial issues" policy violates her 14th Amendment right to due process because it is impermissibly vague — both on its face and as applied to Cahall's situation. She argues that a reasonable person could not discern from reading the policy what would be considered a "controversial issue" or that a classroom library that was not part of the curriculum would be considered an "instructional program." Second, the lawsuit argues that Cahall included the books in her classroom library because of her "sincerely held moral and religious belief" that all children — including LGBTQ children — should be treated with dignity and respect.

[...] The suspension of Cahall is part of a broader effort to prohibit any acknowledgment of LGBTQ people in classrooms. According to right-wing groups like Moms for Liberty, books with LGBTQ characters, rainbow flags, or celebrating Pride Month are an effort to indoctrinate and corrupt children. Teachers who fail to conform to this ideological agenda, like Cahall, are targeted and disciplined.

Teacher Karen Cahall, who has taught at New Richmond Exempted Village School District schools for 34 years, has been suspended for including four books containing LGBTQ+ characters in her classroom library. This reeks of overreach by right-wing “parental rights” extremists.

[izraelinfo]

Az izraeli hadsereg: Meglepett minket Asszad rezsimjének gyors bukása, de megakadályozzuk a fegyverek lázadók kezébe kerülését

Az izraeli hadsereg erői a szíriai határ menti övezet közelében, ma – Fotó: Matias Delacroix / AP Az izraeli hadsereg közlése szerint az izraeli hírszerzést meglepte, hogy Bassár Asszad szíriai elnök rezsimje ilyen gyorsan a lázadók kezére került. Az elmúlt hónapok értékelése szerint Asszad az iráni, orosz és Hezbollah-támogatással megszilárdította hatalmát, és képes volt kihasználni a Hezbollah…

[icannotbewhoiwish]

[hoarfrostarts]

A few cast members of my story, OMEGAlomaniac!, answer the simple question:

What do you call "sex"?

This was a result of me tryna make something quick. I get that this meme isn’t necessarily "relevant", but this was essentially just an exercise to see how quick I could finish this. I plan to do more like this, I have a few memes I could work with

[luke-omegalomaniac]

OMEGAlomaniac! | Ch.1 / Heroes for Hire

← This is meant to read from RIGHT to LEFT ←

[End of Chapter 1]

Unfortunately this is the end of the chapters I had premade. From here on, I'll only be posting a few pages at a time as I make them.

(Also yes, this will eventually become horror, I assure you. Doesn't look like it now, but it will...)

Stay tuned! :3

-- Lysol 🦇

OMEGAlomaniac! | Ch.0 / Overture

(The pages are watermarked for safety, so apologies for that. Maybe sometime in the future, I can have the unwatermarked version available somewhere, but for now, sorry about this.)

Before we properly begin, a final disclaimer:

← Also reminder that this is meant to read from RIGHT to LEFT ←

[End of Chapter 0; Chapter 1 coming shortly]

[alienturnipp]

Cahal for @weirdocstuff !

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[princesscatherineblog]

The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge attend a special reception hosted by the Governor General of Belize in celebration of Her Majesty The Queen’s Platinum Jubilee on March 21, 2022 in Cahal Pech, Belize. 

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

ᴛᴡ: soft and rough tickles—@skznccmlee yess!!

ᴀ/ɴ: motivation didn’t hit so—short one today!

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Felix had been planning his revenge. 

After Seungmin’s merciless teasing the day before, Lixie was ready to make the puppy have a taste of his own medicine, and now was the perfect opportunity. 

Seungmin relaxed onto the couch, chatting with Minho over the phone as Felix crept up on him from behind. 

Felix could see Seungmin’s expression shift as he began talking to Minho, a warm smile spreading across his face. 

The soft sound of their conversation filled the room, but all Felix could focus on was the way Seungmin’s arms were relaxed, exposing his vulnerable armpits.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Felix slowly crept closer, ready to execute his plan. 

He wiggled his fingers, grinning to himself, then suddenly lunged forward, digging his fingers into Seungmin’s sides before quickly transitioning to his armpits.

Seungmin’s response was instantaneous. His body jerked, a surprised yelp escaping his lips as he bit down on his lower lip to stifle the laugh that threatened to spill out. “H-Hey!! Lix! I’m on a cahall!!” He shrieked gently, squirming side to side as Felix grinned behind him. 

“Hey, what’s going on?” Minho’s voice echoed through the phone, confusion lacing his words. 

“N-Nothing!!” Seungmin exclaimed, trying to maintain his composure but clearly struggling. His cheeks were flushed with a mix of embarrassment and excitement as he shot a glare back at Felix, who was reveling in his member’s reaction. “Lixie is just—AH!! He keeps t-touching my—my makeup!!” Seungmin muttered, giggles threatening to overflow. 

Felix slipped a finger into Minnie’s belly button. 

Seungmin gasped, biting his lip harder, his voice rising in pitch. He twisted and turned, trying to escape Felix’s grip, but Lixie was relentless, a playful glint in his eyes.

“AHAHAA—Mihinho hyuhuhung!! HEHEEHEHELP!!” The puppy gave in, laughter pouring from his lips as he dropped his phone on the couch, squealing and laughing and twisting adorably as Lixie’s fingers found every single spot to make him suffer. 

“Oh Seungminnie~” Minho teased over the phone, giggling as Seungmin howled, Felix’s eyes twinkled.  

With one final, determined effort, Seungmin managed to twist away from Felix’s grasp, darting to the opposite side of the couch, his face flushed and laughter still spilling from his lips. “Youhuhure so dead!!” He managed to say between breaths, a mixture of annoyance and amusement evident in his tone.

Felix, still laughing, leaned against the back of the couch, exhilarated by the successful execution of his plan.

Seungmin finally caught his breath, leaning against the couch with a mix of exasperation and glee. “You’re the worst!!”

“Oh Seungmin?” Came a voice from the phone. “I’m on my way~”

divider & header made by me! comments are appreciated but not required! <3

[bronzeandsage]

DWC 2024 - Day 7 - Peculiar/Theory

Flashes of red in the darkness floated through his vision. Swimming bits of light and fuzz in a familiar void at the edge of sleep. There was a kind of terror to it but a comfort as well, the familiarity that he knew from dreaming as a child. Or resting under a tree among the tall trees of Nagrand. The warmth of a hand on his chest and the clicking of tusks to tusks. Beautiful.

But it was getting warmer. The hand was gone. Hot breath on his skin growing stronger and less controlled. The red growing brighter and brighter until it was beyond uncomfortable. He needed to cover his eyes, which meant opening them.

A blue sky stretched far and wide carrying lazy white clouds and the wisp of hot breath mingled with dimming grains.

Grains? His eyes would blink faster as he looked up, focus slowly returning as he caught clearer sight of the clouds. Felt the heat of the sun far above him. The hot wind of the grasslands punishing bare ruined skin. Dirt under his fingernails.

"The hell?" Sevlaz heard himself croak, the words foreign to his ears and the empty echo around him. He did not want to do that again.

He would slowly trace the ground, the soil running beneath his fingertips as they brushed against coarse fibers that could only be high grasses of a field. The grass felt soft and brittle to his touch as if the sun had stripped it of any kind of moisture but it was too stubborn to just roll over and die. Apparently he could relate more than he thought as he let the idea sink in.

He should be dead.

Or was he dead?

If he was dead, then this could either be heaven or hell but the sun was far to bright to be either of them. Weakly his hand would come to his chest, just like a memory had before. He sat very still, letting his breath come by slow shallow means as he waited to feel. Something. Anything.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump thump.

It was beating.

"How?"

Sun above disappeared from his view as a shadow fell over him, his eyes desperate to focus on the source. A voice carrying the same weight and thickness came as the shadow stretched but dipped with the arrival of a face.

"Easy, friend."

Green skin. Dark hair. Red eyes. No. Not like his. They were red and orange, like a rising a sun. He'd seen that color a long time ago.

A hand would gently dip to cover his own hand, bearing scars and roughness much like his own. It gently squeezed his as the voice spoke again. "Just take a moment friend, help is on the way. You're safe."

He was safe. He was alive.

He'd survived.

@daily-writing-challenge

"200 gold, fucking robbery," Sevlaz grumbled as he stalked along the streets of Orgrimmar, having told Erik to give him some space while he tried to figure out what to do next. The fox had been adamant about being paid to which Sev had been all to happy to provide him with a half a crate of wrecked mangoes seeing as he had now become a 'primary investor'. Sans a crate and a coin purse, the thief had to figure out what to do next.

That damn cow had cost him way to much but had made it also very clear that he was going to be paying in pieces if he didn't get the damn job done for An'wei. Stealing from a house patriarch in the heart of Silvermoon was not the brightest choice, but when you're desperate and someone is willing to front you the first half of the fee it was hard to say no. With a groan, his hands would come up to rub vigorously at his face trying to clear his head.

He wanted to scream. It likely wouldn't have been out of place to do so given he was alone on the rampart looking out over Durotar.

"Could run," Sev muttered to himself as he began to search on his person for his clay pipe. "Could run south or across the sea. Not that hard to do. Hell heard about the dragon isles or that rock dwarf island. Lots of place Wei wouldn't find me."

The idea of this plot sounded better by the second as he imagined starting again on that island. Rumor was there was a bunch of fanatics underground worshiping a glowing rock and spider people all around. Money to be made for sure and easy to hide. Catch a boat, lay low and let the heat die down. Raincaller be looking for him but he'd not heard of him going much further than Tanaris or even across the great sea. Cow hated the water as far he knew.

"Yeah that's what I'll do-" There was a soft snap in his hand.

The pipe was cracked in half, bowl from stem with bits of silverleaf grain floating off into the wind.

Always with the grains.

His head fell just as the bits of clay fell from his hand into the air below to disappear over the ramparts of the great gate.

"Damn it."

He couldn't run. In more ways than one. This was supposed to be his second chance. Or seventh. Could one with this kind of reputation really keep count? Did he want too?

Chin raising he'd let his eyes close as he breathed in the dusty air, trying desperately to find some means of making this work without getting himself to dirty. Mind racing, imagination churning, and heart sinking into his stomach he knew very clearly what he needed.

A crew.

"Here we go again."

The words hung in his ears and in his heart before letting his out another deep breath and turning to head back into the city. He only had a week to figure this out and gather the right set of 'tools' to make it work. An'wei was only for promises.

A gentle desert breeze blew in behind him with a even softer reedy whine through the gables of the gate. The hot air would caress the back of his neck causing him to reach absently to shake off the bits of dirt that pelted him.

Grains of sand in the wind.

[hauntted-idv]

Montague and Nigel shitpost

[bad-appl]

Name(s): Cahal, Sushi, Amia, Walker

Pronouns: He/Hx/Sé/Fae

Disorders: HPD, NPD, BPD, C-DID, OCD, Bipolar, Anxiety, Depression, Autism, ADHD, Tourettes

Spinterests: Hunter X Hunter, Hamilton

NOTE: I included my disorders as some of them affect the way I write sometimes!

Hello! Call me Cahal, Walker, or Author! I use He/Him, no She/Her or They/Them please!

WILL: Fluff, Angst, Comfort, Romantic, Platonic

WONT: Smut, Comships, Stalking, Abusive Relationships

CHARACTERS ILL WRITE FOR: Chrollo, Nobunaga, Feitan, Machi, Phinks, Shizuku, Shalnark, Uvogin, Pakunoda, Hisoka, Illumi, Kurapika, Leorio, Gon, Killua, Ging, Pariston (my love), Wing, Zushi

NOTES:

1. I will not write for any characters that are not listed, if they aren’t on the list it’s because they have little to no screen time or I do not fully have a grasp of their personality.

2. All underage characters will be platonic.

3. I do both Character x Character and Character x Reader.

4. Questions are always welcome.

5. If requests are closed and you have a request, feel free to send it in and I’ll write it as soon as I can.

[mswyrr]

https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-a-dedicated-teacher-stand-up-for-lgbtq-students-right

[izraelinfo]

"Maradnak terroristák az érintkezési vonalon, de nem a Radwan-egységek": Helyzetkép a libanoni határról

Az északi térségben a tűzszünet első napján kevesebb katonai erő volt látható az utakon, eltávolították a barikádokat és falakat, és teljesen megnyitották az utat Ros Hanikra felé. Az izraeli hadsereg helyreállítja a sérült bázisok egy részét, és fokozatosan kivonja erőit Libanonból. Ennek ellenére a politikai vezetés utasítására továbbra is hetekig állomásoznak izraeli katonák a síita falvakban,…