#cause i wanted to remmeber my thoughts later here

[slayfics]

- preferred as a series - if you don’t want to, you don’t have to always remmeber this - i think it’s obvious who i am <3 - y/n being mitsuri’s younger sister if possible ?

so y/n is sort’ve shy n stutters LOTS! but one thing that really gets on her nerves is rude people. when she was in swordsmith village along with mitsuri the first thing she came across was muichiro and kotetsu arguing over a key. when she saw muichiro smack him man she started to absolutely not like him. but she always found herself getting nervous around him and never knew why until mitsuri told her. but the thing is she avoided him but.. not for the right reasons and then she FINALLY decided to actually try being his friend but you know how he is

Why him?

Muichiro x Reader short series

Mitsuri explains to her little sister (the reader) that she has a crush on Muichiro.

Part 1

"I think it's this way!" Mitsuri called as she tried to lead you both to the hot springs. You both stopped mid-tracks when you heard the crying of a young kid. Across the way you both saw Kotetsu appear to be arguing with Muichiro over something.

"W-what do you th-think they are arguing about?" You asked.

"Hmm... It's hard to tell." Mitsuri responded and just then Muichiro hit Kotetsu and grabbed him.

"Should we do something?!?" You asked, turning to your older sister. Mitsuri looked frozen. She wasn't sure what to do either. Muichiro was another Hashira so whatever he was needing from Kotetsu must be important, but Mitsuri didn't agree with his harshness. As Mitsturi thought over what action you two should take Tanjiro came out from the other side and appeared to intervene.

You looked from the scene and back to your sister.

"Maybe it's best if we continue on our way. We don't want to interrupt their business." Mitsuri finally decided.

"W-what about K-kotetsu?? Do you think he's ok!" You protested.

"Let's find him later and check in on him. How does that sound?"

"Ok..." You weren't fully satisfied with that answer but didn't want to argue with your sister. You followed Mitsuri to the hot springs but had a strong urge to turn around.

"I don't understand why he is so mean." You said to Mitsuri as you climbed into the hot springs.

"Who?"

"T-tokito, it's one thing to have a sharp tongue but hit Kotetsu?? I c-can't stand him."

"Oh he's not that bad. I'm sure there was a reason, we don't really know what was going on." Mitsuri said, sinking into the warm water. "Maybe you could ask him about it later." She suggested.

"A-ask him about it? N-no thanks I'll keep my d-distance." You responded. Mitsuri shrugged and closed her eyes.

"We only have a few more moments here then I have to go check on my sword. I'll catch up with you later for dinner ok?"

"Yeah ok..."

"Meanwhile, maybe you can look for Kotetsu and make sure he's ok." Mitsuri said standing up and beginning to dry off.

"Yeah alright." You agreed getting up as well. You followed Mitsuri back into the village until you two had to split up.

"I'll see you in a bit ok!" She said waving before she turned to run off.

You went on the hunt for Kotetsu looking around the village for him. It was hard to distinguish him since everyone had on similar masks, but you were determined to make sure he was ok. You thought you saw a glimpse of him walking into one of the buildings and kept your eye on him as you hurried a long to catch up when you crashed into something which caused you to fall to the floor.

"You should be more attentive to your surroundings." You heard and looked up to see Muichiro.

You felt paralyzed with his piercing eyes looking at you on the floor. You quickly jumped up and started to brush yourself off.

"W-what i-is the m-m-matter with you!" You said before you were able to think the words through.

"What's the matter with me? I'm not the one being careless and running into people." Muichiro stated.

"N-no not that! I saw you hit K-kotetsu! Do you think that's fair? A H-h-hashira picking on a k-kid!!" You yelled. Muichiro's eyes seemed to look past you and his expression appeared uninterested.

"This doesn't concern me." He said, turning to walk away.

"Are you always this m-m-miserable!" You yelled, but the Hashira continued to walk away.

"WHAT SHE SAID!" You heard yelled beside you. You looked to see Kotetsu next to you.

"Hey I was l-looking for you!" You said excited to finally find him.

"Oh did you need something?"

"I just saw w-what happened earlier with Tokito and wanted to m-make sure you were o-ok."

"Oh... yeah seaweed head sucks, but Tanjiro is training with me to get stronger and teach him a lesson!" Kotetsu said, pumping his fist in the air. You giggled at his eagerness even though you highly doubted Tanjiro was going to lay a hand on a Hashira.

"Well I'm g-glad you're doing o-ok. I'm going to go meet up with my sister now. See you!" You said heading off in the direction of the place you and Mitsuri were staying the night.

"UGH! I can't stand him!" You said sitting down to eat next to your sister.

"Oh... you're still talking about him?" She said amused and began to eat.

"I ran into him while you were g-gone... literally..."

"Oh what did he say?"

"N-nothing nice of course! I just don't get it. I'm used to dealing with rude and egotistical people in the demon slayer corps. After all Iguro likes to hang around you a lot for some reason, but Tokito is another story." You ranted and Mitsuri blushed at the mention of Obanai's name. "I d-don't get it... w-why can't I get him out of my mind, and when I'm around him all the things I really want to say get jumbled and I even s-stutter more. It's so f-f-frustrating." You finished and Mitsuri gave a loud gasp.

"HOW COULD I NOT HAVE NOTICED BEFORE!" She yelled.

"Hu?" You were completely confused.

"MY LITTLE SISTER HAS HER FIRST CRUSH! I'M SO HAPPY!" Mitsuri screamed and pulled you into a hug.

A crush? Is that really it? You were sure you hated Muichiro. His indifference to everything. The way he carried himself as though he was better than everyone else. His eyes that seemed to pierce through your soul, his long hair that was way prettier than yours, his voice that seemed to flow effortlessly from him, and the elegance of his breathing style-... oh... oh crap... maybe Mitsuri was right.

Thank you for the request! Yes I know who you are hehe~ This is a little different than anything I’ve written before, so I hope I did it justice and it makes you smile. I plan to write this in two parts. Part two will be out soon~

[abstracttheworld]

Monster Prom Thoughts

In short, I think this game is a really fun time-waster! I mean that sincerely. It's a great way to zone out and be silly with nothing truly to lose.

In long? While I enjoy this game, it really doesn't reward the player much for, well, playing.

Bullet point style thoughts:

ART It's fun, expressive, stylish, and bright! It's cute and I really do enjoy seeing it! I'd LOVE to see more of it! There are TONS of wacky events you can encounter that would SO benefit from either immediate photos, or photos unlocked in something like an album, in a style similar to that as you see in the end credits! I'm especially fond of the unlock-able method, because it gives the player a reason to hunt down all the events beyond just a number on a scoreboard at the end. Also important, I found the prom date photos to be rather disappointing- on first appearance it's cute! But then I realized it's not personalized to the player at all. Like, if you play with ANY character, DATE any character, it'll still give you the same poses, just pasted into the same picture- It didn't really make me want to bother trying out the other player characters much, and especially not with every date-able character. And even for what we get, there's no way to preserve the moment, sweet as it is. Unless you screencap and save it yourself, I guess?

ROMANCE For something calling itself a dating sim, there really isn't almost any DATING going on. The majority of the interactions, while funny and entertaining, aren't really romantic in any capacity that I've noticed. And honestly? A fair majority of the characters aren't exactly the NICE type to begin with, so many interactions seem to keep the player in a state of "Dont mess up at all or suddenly you're an outcast", which at least to me isn't very enjoyable, especially if you aren't on the up-n-up on what right answers to pick!

There are at least a few instances that the scene teases at in a more mature nature, that I feel are a missed opportunity visual-wise. What better way to entice a player to try for all the events in a wacky and wild game, than offer up some level of teasing art to go along with the moment? I'm not talking full nudity (though tbh I'm not opposed either), but at least SOMETHING that's a little suggestive or flirty, something beyond the same set of emotes we see everywhere else in the game. Something to make the work of the less-than-friendly interactions worthwhile, something beyond bare-bones appearances to entice me toward the character. If I can't have heart felt conversations or romantic instances, I'd at least like something a little saucy to keep my drive going.

PERSONALITIES As for the player? I don't really think there is one. The flavor is pretty much "desperate to impress peers/be wacky" with a side of "eager to assist murderous tendencies." I guess it is hard to hit the right note of "relatable/open design" that a person can kinda settle themselves into, while still trying to keep up with the mix of slapstick/dark humor, while also not wanting to write 4 times as much event dialogue/outcomes that depend on what avatar the player chooses to use. I guess this is more of a personal grievance, since I found it incredibly hard to relate to the character who pretty much, well, is quite unpleasant. A social climber who will leap at the chance to ruin your day if it benefits them/their crush of choice.

Regarding the date-able characters? I get that they're trying to reach outside the popular theme of "monsters, but NICE!!" but the majority of them are pretty shallow. They're just flatly designed. They have their theme, yes, be it Greedy Mean Girl, Elitist Hipster, Socially Unaware Royal, Friendly Idiot, Stoner Party Girl, and Arson, But With Knives, but they wear it to DEATH. There's no room for improvement emotionally, or even any way to test for depth. I think MAYBE I saw a hint of a deeper personality in, like, 2 of them. And it was only spread out over a couple events? I'm not even sure. Just the fact I have to THINK when/if I saw a sign of character development, doesn't sound good to me. I watched the whole of the end credits, and the pictures they had there made me LEAGUES more interested in them! They seemed interesting! Personable, even! Where did go, when I get into the actual game?!

AUDIO There isn't really much to say about it- the voice acting is fun! The sound effects are fine! The monster-jam background music is peppy and enjoyable. THE END CREDIT SONG IS A BLAST, LOVE IT.

MECHANICS Also not too much to say about them. I guess I really would prefer some kind of save option? At least Mario Party style where you can like, come back later, not exactly in a slot-save way (but I'm also not opposed to that). Also the end-game score board left me surprised and really confused- surprised because WOW THATS A LOT OF EVENT POSSIBILITIES, and confused because it kept saying I hadn't earned any of the endings yet. Like? I just got to the end? What do you mean it isn't an END? I've come to know that this may be because the actual endings are specific events you have to trigger? I'm not even sure yet. But y'know what would be great? A list of the events so I know which ones I've found, which outcomes I've picked, something to unlock and shows what I've done and what my next goal is! Also, the addition of a photo album. Plz. ======================================================================= Yes, I know this game is basically a gag-game and isn't meant to be taken seriously at all, or at least thats the vibe I get from it. Yes, I know I'm being picky. No, I don't expect the developers to take this to heart and add in any of this to the game now.

But!! I'd love to see their future work, because I truly do enjoy this game!! Not all of it, but most of it!! As I said, it's a nice something to do when I can't think of anything else to do. This game might not be perfect in my eyes, but it's absolutely a step in a direction I'd LOVE to see pursued! If they took these things to heart, maybe even made a sequel of this game where we can explore the character's more, and they included the things I mentioned above? I'd 100% pay more to own it and experience it. So, tldr; please support this game! Because I'd really love to see any future work's these folks have planned come to fruition!

[astraladvent]

Prism: So far...

((A lengthly excerpt from the Prism Arc catch-up event!))

Berrod Armstrong looked around the room. "Ah, this is a good turnout. Thanks for comin'. There's -- a lot to go through, so I'll begin at the beginnin' and we'll work through it from there. Feel free to add any details you noticed or ask relevant questions as I go on. Won't spend too long answerin' questions before I'm done though."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Some time ago, durin' a social gatherin' in Costa Del Sol, it so happened that we came into contact with a queer manner o'crystal. There was a fireworks show on, an' it seemed that the crystal fell outta the sky, skipped on the water an' hit a cliff wall near us. The spot on the cliff wall that it hit got streaked white an' chalky. The crystal itself was...strange. Colourful, bright an' packed with aether. Goin' near it or touchin' it was enough to wash a man in the stuff."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Didn't take long for us to realise how much it enhanced not only our reserves of aether, but the things we could do with it. The white stuff on the cliff wall on the other hand, killed everything it touched. Stilled the aether in it until it ended up just as white an' dead as the rocks. Fortunately, it was contained to those streaks."

 Louma'li Jinjahl looked sheepish. "Also brought out a few...undesirable qualities in a few."

 Milo North: "Ick."

 Berrod Armstrong eyed Lou for a moment and inclined his head slightly.

 Louma'li Jinjahl: "You're really lucky ya didn't end up lickin' it."

 Berrod Armstrong: "At -first-, we decided to let the La Noscean an' Lominsan authorities handle it. We arranged for the crystal -- the Prism, we called it, to be collected by the Yellowjackets an' taken back to the city proper for the Arcanist's guild to keep in their custody." He rubbed his face then, "Really wished it all stayed there, but the Gods had different plans it seemed. They cordoned off the streaked area, but a couple of our people got samples of the dead white rocks. They were harmless if you didn't let it touch flesh."

 N'hara Tia: "Also got samples of some of the sea creatures it killed. Not the prettiest sight."

 Orion Llewelyn stroked the lizard in his lap, attempting to lull the creature to sleep. It was having none of it with all the people around and hissed.

 Soyer Perera entered and remained silent. No greeting and not motions beyond walking and picking a spot.

 Berrod Armstrong made a face at the mention of the dead sea creatures, but nodded to acknowledge it. "Least chalky fish don't stink..."

Berrod Armstrong: "Anyroad, a couple weeks later the Arcanist's guild called us up for our help with a matter involvin' the crystal. Apparently since we were the once who had 'experience'--" He made quotation marks with his fingers then, "--with it, we were the ones they wanted. Turned out they tried to cast some standard protective stuff around it for safe keepin', but the crystals amplified the magic to the point that it got a bit -too- well shielded. We were hired to work with a fella named Hartsald to  break that shield. From the reports it seemed like one hell of a job, but nothin' catastrophic, an' nothin' the team that went couldn't handle."

 Berrod Armstrong turned to offer a tip of his chin to Soyer by way of greeting.

 Soyer Perera nodded but made no sound.

 Berrod Armstrong: "We used the success of that job to curry some favour with the Arcanist's guild, to the point where we managed to get a sample of the crystal for the company for our own to study. Unfortunately, a couple weeks after -that-, we got another missive from the guild. Hartsald had gone missin', an' from the investigation we launched into it, he'd gone barkin' mad before he vanished. He'd been drawin' nonsense on maps, rippin' up books, writin' over an' over again about somethin' called -blàths bloigh-. No language I'd ever heard of. With the help of those of us gifted in understandin' such things, we learned that it means 'blooming essence'. An' so the hunt for Hartsald began."

 Natja Bafsk breezes on in like she was here all along, peering around and filing her nails into even pointier points.

 N'hara Tia brought a hand to the bridge of his nose. Not a fun assignment…

 Milo North: "Baths Bentlow, yeah."

Milo North: "... Blowfly."

Milo North: "... Blarfs."

 Orion Llewelyn: "Spoilers: He was found."

 Natja Bafsk nods her head agreeably at Milo's valiant effort, knowing damn well she can't do anything better.

 Berrod Armstrong: "The hunt led us to the Blac--" He quickly and apologetically eyed Jancis in the distance, "Uh, the Twelveswood, where the search team encountered all sorts of mischievous magics. Weird plants, floaty-stuff. The reports were...wild. Even though that was dealt with, apparently the team came into contact with an anomaly that caused the same whitenin' effect from the cliffs in Costa. I still...don't really understand what I read about what the team there saw, but everyone came outta it okay."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Mostly, anyroad."

 Louma'li Jinjahl: "And one overly animated annoyin' blue...person."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Ah, aye. Jock whatsisballs."

Louma'li Jinjahl couldn't remmeber how many Jock-Jocks it was.

 Zachary Evans mouthed the phrase 'blue person' in absolute confusion.

 Louma'li Jinjahl: "Jock-Jock somethin' Jock, covered in woad an' crazy, aye."

 Milo North: "Somethin' made outta Light."

 Bayan Dataq cracked a small smile. This was getting good. Now there were blue people. He wondered what strange Eorzean people that was.

 Milo North shivers at the memory.

 Berrod Armstrong: "He'd been hired to find Hartsald too -- an' now we know by who. But I'll get to that in time."

 Louma'li Jinjahl had a sneaking suspicion of the 'who' but he'd be happy if fate decided to surprise him. Lou just nodded along with Berrod's assertion that they'd get to it, in time.

 Berrod Armstrong: "Arcanist's guild hadn't made any headway either, an' so as more time went on, the more everyone feared Hartsald was dead. You know how it goes with missin' persons. Anyroad, -another- issue popped up in Mor Dhona that we went to investigate. After what happened in the Shr...er -- -Twelveswood-, we were expectin' to find Hartsald. Instead, we found a Hyuran fella with an axe an' way, -way- too much power. The team went in, accompanied by one Grave Shadow as an observer, the reports said. The Hyur -- Breaker, or Baby or whatever -- was subdued an' separated from a prismatic crystal that he'd been given with the promise of power. It was there that the monk twin ladies some of y'all came to know were sighted for the first time."

 Orion Llewelyn leaned over to Bayan with a hushed voice, "That's where I came in." A thumb was jerked in Berrod's general direction.

 Bayan Dataq nodded. The cast of characters was getting a bit much for him to keep track of, but he was doing his best.

 Jancis Milburga looks thoughtful, "And that odd sludge that came off of him."

 Soyer Perera || It occured to Soyer that it was around this time he had joined the Company too...He had a faint smile at the thought.

 Berrod Armstrong: "Breaker was pretty badly affected by what had happened to him. He wasn't an enemy, not really. Just someone who'd gotten a raw deal. We took care of his recovery an' such,an' in doing so, found out he had a connection to those twins...like -- a thread. Oh--" He consulted his book then, "I shouldn't forget the group out in the ruins of Nym either. After the Hartsald incident, we went to investigate some aetherial spikes there an' did battle with an entire group enhanced with shards of prismatic crystal. It wasn't enough to make 'em -crazy- powerful, so they got taken down smoothly enough. One of 'em was above the rest though...Astrologian gal with a -weapon- made with one of the crystals in it. Our first encounter with a prismatic weapon."

 Milo North: "Someone had fun lickin' crystals."

 Zachary Evans shifted from foot to foot before finally deciding on doing squats. The whole chain of events had given the young man a surge of nervous energy.

 Louma'li Jinjahl: "An' she up an' ran before we could finish kickin' her arse. Seems Shadow got to her though an' finished things."

 Natja Bafsk 's expression slowly takes a turn for the morose, more and more.

 Bayan Dataq 's face gave away he didn't really approve of leaving a mark alive in a hunt, but didn't say anything.

 Zachary Evans: "I'm not exactly sure of -how- comfortable I am working with Shadow again...wherever the Shadows are, things go from worse to catastrophic."

 Sarij Rahzersyn: "Alright, focus folks."

 Zachary Evans: "Sorry, chief."

 Sarij Rahzersyn: "And listen tah what Berrod has tah say, ya can ask shite after."

 Natja Bafsk nods to Sarij Rahzersyn.

 Berrod Armstrong: "It turns out that the Astrologian gal didn't quite get away -- so proven by a box sent to us by a -mysterious benefactor- at the time. It contained the prismatic weapon...broken, though that didn't make the crystal itself any less potent. The box itself was made with...arcane stuff written on it that turned it into a kind of compass that pointed us north, to Coerthas. Again, we decided to investigate, an' the team sent met -- another arcanist? Nah -- a uh, a--" He checked his notes, "Nymian-styled Scholar. He didn't quite have a prismatic weapon, but his -faerie- was made of the stuff. From what I read, his spellwork was...damn powerful."

 Tiergan Vashir blinked at that. "His /faerie/ was made of /crystal/?"

 Berrod Armstrong: "Aye. Bright an' colourful an' glitterin'...an' -potent-."

 Autgar Bloode: "Yes, his fairy was a crystal. He was very strong."

 Orion Llewelyn looked away to take a swig of his drink.

 Tiergan Vashir frowns deeply, brow furrowing.

 Berrod Armstrong: "Was around that time that our study into the crystal itself showed us some of what it was capable of. Like allowin' me to conjure as if it was nothin', for example. Healed a gash on my own arm with a twig an' it didn't even leave a scar." He offered his arm as proof.

Berrod Armstrong: "I should note that the crystal samples in our possession went up to two. The weapon, an' the sample we got from the Arcanist's guild."

 Jancis Milburga furrows her brow at Berrod's arm.

 Tiergan Vashir: "Did.... you have much conjurying ability before or did you go from none to suddenly proficient?"

 Berrod Armstrong: "I tried to learn once. They were nice about tellin' me I would never be able to do it."

 Aulen Mistbreaker was totally not taking a nap or anything as he showed up late.

 Berrod Armstrong: "I don't have a lick of castin' talent, sad to say."

 Orion Llewelyn: "Shame, that."

 Louma'li Jinjahl: "Ya punch things better anyways."

 Zachary Evans: "That's...disturbing. Granting that much power out of the blue is dangerous."

 Autgar Bloode: "You've got plenty of other talents chief."

 Tiergan Vashir: "So these crystals can turn anyone into a skilled mage."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Nnnh -- well, I knew the -motions-, I just never made anythin' happen, you know? But that crystal changed that."

 Milo North: "Or jus' let you throw enough power at a spell."

 Orion Llewelyn: "An' those of us already skilled t'start with, well..." Orion leaned back.

 Milo North: "That it makes it look like you can do it."

 Soyer Perera frowned at that--he hadn't been told they could do that too.

 Berrod Armstrong: "Go on," He urged Orion.

 Milo North: "Scarier thought is what happens when someone like fuckin' black mage casts one of their clever lil' spells with the power of one of these."

 Natja Bafsk nods to Milo North.

 Orion Llewelyn: "Huh?" He sputtered. "Oh I've got nothin'. Just sayin' I can imagine how it'd be like for those of us with a lick o' talent an' skill."

 Milo North: "Power and the nuance to properly use it."

 Berrod Armstrong nodded, "Aye."

 Tiergan Vashir: "Is that why Mountain's Shadow has an interest then?"

 Martin Adler: "Probably." Martin grunts.

 Autgar Bloode: "Save the questions folks."

 Aulen Mistbreaker spoke up. "Well... back on the beach. A simple spell I used turned a small flame into a massive pyre by just being near the damn thing."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Aye..."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Alright -- back to Breaker an' his ability to trace the twins...much like the box had become a compass that led us north, he led a team of us south into the Sagolii to follow the twins' trail. From what I read, the trip was an interestin' one. They utilised their crystals to their full potential and put up a hell of a fight. It was hard, but our team won out with Breaker's help. Poor bastard ended up abed again, an' we took the twins into our custody. Treated them well, mind you."

 Natja Bafsk smiles, but with a notable twinge of sadness.

 Jancis Milburga: "Had to, those crystals were embedded."

 Berrod Armstrong: "That fight was an' educational one, 'cause we learned about the flawed crystals. Turns out that they were not only different to the samples we had, but they had awful effects on the user. Uh --" He consulted his book again, and began to read directly off of it.

 Orion Llewelyn: "They amplified the user's flaws."

 Milo North: "They got real ugly?"

 Berrod Armstrong: "Our samples achieved perfect resonance with the user's aether. Perfect prisms. The flawed crystals however, sought to compensate for their imperfection by resonating oppressively and affecting the user's aether in a detrimental manner -- usually to the tune of illness or behavioural changes."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Aye, what Orion said."

 Louma'li Jinjahl: "Not ugly enough to not fluster Autgar."

 Autgar Bloode would remember that.

 Orion Llewelyn snorted, "Not that kinda flaw. Made angry people angrier an' that kinda thing."

 Bayan Dataq: "Weaknesses?" he asked softly.

Berrod Armstrong: "After some questionin' -- gentle, mind you, we never treated 'em badly," We learned that -Hartsald- was apparently creating the flawed crystals and temptin' people to power with 'em. First the twins, then he tried to get 'em to bring Breaker on board. S'what was happenin' when we met the lot of 'em in Mor Dhona. What was most interestin' is that they said that we couldn't just go -find- Hartsald. He had to be -summoned-. The ritual to do it was queer as all hells."

 Tiergan Vashir: "Summon. Like some sort of voidsent?" There was audible distaste in his tone.

 Milo North: "You can summon other stuff, too. Kinda."

 Berrod Armstrong: "I would think that if the ritual wasn't...downright stupid."

 Orion Llewelyn wavered a hand before Bayan at his question. "Sorta like that."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Once again a team went out -- to the Cloud Sea up above the Spine. Aether's rich there an' it was far away from people just in case things got hairy...which they did. Still don't really understand what happened, but they called him. He was strange, with bright blue eyes with rings in 'em," He gestured at his own eyes, ever one to talk with his hands, "Talkin' funny too, not nearly the same as he was before. Borin' an' kinda stodgy."

 Bayan Dataq perked up a bit. Sounded like the red haired hyur was describing him. Badly, but still.

 Berrod Armstrong: "Seems like he tried somethin', but the team figured it out and put a stop to it before he finished. Unfortunately, one of the twins got turned into a plant -- or was it eaten by a plant...?" He checked his notes again, "Ah, she got turned into a bush. When they finally managed to put Hartsald down, a big ol' pair of flowers grew. One spat out the twin, the other...Hartsald's body. The -real- Hartsald. Poor bastard had been dead all along, an' somethin' was wearin' his face. Accordin' to what I read, he'd been killed long before, even though he wasn't rottin'."

 Milo North: "So.... Voidsent."

 Soyer Perera frowned a bit deeper. If he were the type to be ungrammatical, he'd say this entire thing was getting curiouser and curiouser.

 Jancis Milburga swears to Nald'thal quietly.

 Soyer Perera: "That doesn't sound like a voidsent."

 Berrod Armstrong shook his head. "Would be simple if it was. Read more like a ghost to me."

 Orion Llewelyn: "Aye, I'm inclined to agree with Berrod."

 Bayan Dataq shook his horned head. This is why he preferred sheep and horses. Less magic and spirits. More things that were simple to skewer with his lance.

N'hara Tia: "This whole fiasco gets worse and worse when you really stop and think about it..."

 Orion Llewelyn: "Like....another soul." He offered up.

 Tiergan Vashir: "A ghost that turns people into plants and grows flowers that hold bodies?"

 Milo North: "A ghost who makes people inta plants? Ashkin ain't that powerful. Or smart."

 Milo North: "Mosta the time they jus' moan about how much it hurts or whatever."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Team came back, though the affected twin hadn't regained consciousness. Reks examined her, an' it turned out there -- wasn't a soul in her body. I dunno how that was possible, or how it worked, but that's what happened. We decided to keep her safe, an' her sister didn't leave her side. Breaker was fully recovered an' decided to go out there an' try to make some headway."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Took a couple weeks, but he came back...different. He'd acquired a bit of prismatic crystal, which somehow -fused- with him while he slept. It...made him strong. Real strong. I dunno if he's immortal now, but I know it's real hard to hurt him. Or was. We had to press him for answers, but even when he finally caved an' tried to give 'em to us, he couldn't speak of it, or even write of it. He'd been hexed, and pretty badly."

 Berrod Armstrong: "The same night he came back to us, somethin' happened to the unconscious twin. Long story short, whatever had been masqueradin' around as Hartsald jumped into her, pulled a switch on us, an' ran off into the night. Was a damn mess, I'm told. Her sister an' Breaker went off to try an' find her."

 Natja Bafsk stares down at her lap, ears drooping backward.

 Berrod Armstrong: "'nother couple weeks went by. Breaker an' Rookmin -- ah aye, that was her name -- kept in contact, wrote to us an' stuff...an' then the contact stopped. Stopped for a worryin' while, with the last place they mentioned bein' Tailfeather up in the Dravanian lands. Of course, we sent a team up to find 'em..." He rubbed the back of his head then, "An' what a time that was."

 Berrod Armstrong: "There were so many things -- a cave full o'gold dust. Talkin' to dragons...followin' the trail on a whole. The trail led to a white, magical coffin' with the words 'Let sleeping beasts lie' on it. Anybody who tried to tamper with the coffin got...frozen? Stilled -- though it came at a cost to the coffin's aether. With enough people triggerin' it, it eventually ran out, an' broke open."

 Milo North: "W..."

 Orion Llewelyn: "Nothin' like brute forcin' some magic."

 Milo North places his face into his hands, "You opened the magic box sayin' please dun open."

 Jancis Milburga: "And good we did." Her tone is sadder after the mention of gold dust.

 Tiergan Vashir visibly tenses up at this portion of the tale, shoulders locking. He glances back towards Jancis once before his jaw sets and he looks to Berrod again.

 Louma'li Jinjahl: "To be fair, at least we did it an' didn't die. Can't say if someone else woulda lived if they did the same."

 Berrod Armstrong rubbed at his face with one hand. "I'm glad I can just give the facts here now, because at the time it was confusin' as all hells. Breaker, as it turned out, had been jumped into by the Hartsald-wearer. It was a bad combination, because Breaker himself was fused with a prismatic crystal an' powerful as all hells. Not only that, but in tryin' to resist the thing tryin' to ride him, he unleashed -- well, a beast, is the best way to put it. Y'all would be interested to know that one Mountain Shadow showed up, yellin' at the team for openin' the coffin. He looked pretty chewed up. Even lost consciousness, I think."

 Cerina Borlaaq gave a very audible grunt of pure /disgust/ at the mention of Mountain, however, she didn't say anything about it.

 Orion Llewelyn finished off what remained of his drink.

 Berrod Armstrong: "We know now that Rookmin and Breaker had found the other twin -- Sumintra, which is when the...thing...jumped from her to him. Apparently Mountain was on their trail an' used that coffin thing to subdue the thing -- which we opened. Ah well. Anyroad...there was a fight. Details...don't matter. There was a fight that we won. Autgar managed to kill the thing...for good. Breaker was safe, though the twins were missin' still. Both of 'em this time."

 Jancis Milburga glances back at Martin briefly before gazing at Tiergan for awhile, silently echoing Berrod's words.

 Milo North: "Course he put a cryptic phrase on the fuckin box instead of, I dunno, -something explainin' exactly what was inside-."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Mountain got extracted from the area an' we dealt with the fallout as we always do. Got some blessed quiet for a while after that. We needed it."

 Louma'li Jinjahl: "An' he wrote it in ways that only people versed in an arcane science could understand. Coulda gotten better results with a slab o' wood an' some paint."

 Orion Llewelyn: "That's got me wonderin' though. It /was/ quiet for a good bit. Us meetin' here though..."

 Orion Llewelyn: "does that mean somethin's happened?"

Berrod Armstrong: "Quiet couldn't last, I suppose, 'cause who else came marchin' up to our gates a few weeks later but Mountain himself, with the balls to ask us to -leave it all to him-. Didn't need to consult leadership to outright refuse that, no matter how much I'd like to wash my hands o'this stuff." He smiled at Orion then, "I'll get to that in a lil bit."

 Milo North: "Really. Is "There is an awful monster in here, this box is keeping it from killing you. No touch.' So hard? Fuckin' Mountain."

 Orion Llewelyn: "Wait, he came /here?/ What'd he want?"

 Orion Llewelyn: "Oh well, I guess you just said that." he leaned back again, slightly less agitated.

 Sarij Rahzersyn: "To be fair... even if he wrote that people would have opened it."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Aye. We said no an'...he was uh, awfully gracious an' decided that in the event of our refusal, -he- would leave it entirely to -us- instead. Apparently it'd be one or the other, so long as it meant we no longer clashed. So he officially withdrew from the matter, an' shared with us some information, includin' the whereabouts of some missin' people. The scholar, the twins, an' the Astrologian."

 Mholi'to Valrei offered the room a brief wave as he walked over to an open spot to stand. He was quiet for now as to catch up on the current conversation.

 Berrod Armstrong: "Apparently he'd convinced them all to withdraw from the whole ordeal, an' has managed to keep 'em safe in his own way." There was an unconvinced shrug from him, but he went on, "He also handed over his prismatic crystal -- the Scholar's faerie. We have three samples now."

 Cerina Borlaaq: "So it is only a matter of time before he tries to swoop in again." She huffed. "We should have just cut him down when he showed up at our doorstep."

 Orion Llewelyn: "He gave ya his faerie...?" Orion bunched up his brow.

 Berrod Armstrong: "Hmn. Oh -- aye, though it turned back into a chunk o'pretty crystal when it left his side."

 Orion Llewelyn ran a hand along his jaw, pensively, saying nothing further.

 Sarij Rahzersyn: "Kindly keep murder plans to yerself. Mountain is a company owner of a known company and on the level in the terms of the governing bodies."

 Sarij Rahzersyn: "I don't feel like going infront of a judge again."

 Milo North: "I ain't sayin' anything about killin'. I'm thinkin' it real loudly though."

 Cerina Borlaaq: "I did not ask for your assistance, Sarij. But do not make this company bend to him again."

Berrod Armstrong: "Speakin' of which, couple folks from here parleyed with 'im an' made some requests, one o'which he granted." Very carefully did he pull an envelope from between the pages of the book he'd been reading his notes from. The envelope was handed across to Autgar, though in stretching to do so, Berrod held it dangerously close to the candle's flame. "Ah -- shite, whoops. There y'go."

 Bayan Dataq was starting to wonder why everyone was talking about some mountain. And why everyone hated a geographical feature.

 Natja Bafsk peers over at the envelope questioningly.

 Autgar Bloode plucked up the letter and held it infront of him on the table without a word.

 Dylan Skye: "...What is that, Autgar?"

 Orion Llewelyn leaned back forward, eyes shifting toward the envelope as well and then to Autgar.

 Orion Llewelyn: "Aye, what he said."

 Mholi'to Valrei took a few steps closer to Autgar to peek over the man's large shoulders out of curiosity.

 Sarij Rahzersyn: "I am saying.... stay the hells away from 'em and not deal wtih em, so if as ya think he tries tah get his fingers involved wit us... we got solid feet undah us rather than having the Immortal Flames kicking in the door again to arrest folks."

 Autgar Bloode elbowed Oli. "We can talk about it when were all caught up."

 Bayan Dataq 's eyes shot open, and then he looked to Orion for clarification. “What kind of company was this anyroad?"

 Mholi'to Valrei frowned as he was lightly jabbed. "Fine, fine," he grumbled. His curiosity still burned bright, but his eyes were forced back towards Sarij. "Honestly, the best thing to do in my opinion would be whatever the hells we intended to do before he showed up. Regardless of what he's offerin'. He smells like trouble."

 Louma'li Jinjahl looked on skeptically as this was unfolding. He didn't have history with Shadow, but at this rate, he was hating him just out of spite.

 Cerina Borlaaq: "That has certainly worked for us in the past when it comes to dealing with him, yes? Because he has not managed to weasel himself into the company, and out of what ever--" she waved her hand in front of her in frustration, "solid ground you are talking about. Figured you would know that better than anyone else."

 Sarij Rahzersyn: "This company is not a wetworks." Sarij replied simply. "Berrod feel free tah continue."

 Cerina Borlaaq scoffed loudly, but decided not to press on.

 Autgar Bloode was scanning over the letter before he returned it to the envelope and rested it on the table infront of him.

 Berrod Armstrong nodded at Autgar, then at Sarij. "I agree that we have to be careful. He's got a legitimate thing going an' -if- he means us ill, which I'll never rule out, he's gonna get us tangled up in a lotta legal shite before the final blow. Either way -- if he says he's out, I agree with Oli there...we press on like he's not around. Granted...it might mean followin' some of his...advice."

 Soyer Perera: "And what's wrong with that?"

 Jancis Milburga nods in agreement. "Coincidence."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Or rather, followin' his methods. He said that he wanted to dissipate the crystals by givin' their aether to the land -- it's why Breaker was put in that coffin, to drain him of the prismatic aether he'd been fused with -- and contain that thing inside him too."

 Soyer Perera: "Provided it doesn't harm anyone or the land itself--we have enough mages here to confirm if the method would actually put it back into the land, right?"

Mholi'to Valrei: "Then make sure that information is verified independently somewhere else. Facts are facts, regardless of who's sayin' it. Are you sure that it's the best method, all things considered?"

 Berrod Armstrong: "So we have three samples. I want us to begin lookin' into ways to gettin' these crystals smelted down into the land, for lack of a better term. Once we find a way to do it safely, that's how we'll handle any o' the prisms we come into contact with goin' forward."

 Berrod Armstrong: "Aye, those things are a menace in man's hands."

 Mholi'to Valrei nodded back. "A broken clock's right twice a day."

[bestillmybeefyheart]

So if yo missed my post yesterday, haven’t followed me before or don’t remmeber... I wanted to recap my life for you since March 2016. I do so because I literally, and I mean that literally, was, I dont eve know the word... Blessed (life not faith wise) with such amazing results and news after a long hard struggle. So here’s a summary.

Up until March 2016, I was 178lbs of muscle, training to be a boxer, could go many rounds in the ring and take a beating and I trained every day, be it hiking, biking, the gym, walking, you name it.

I had just begun a very long slow taper of Benzodiazepines, whichI was kicking ass at so far at this point. This journey was goign to take me 2 years at that point and is another story.

On March 24th (I believe) of 2016, I had a seemingly minor bicycle accident while riding to my doctors office, then the gym. I tried to hop up onto a curb, but due to heat exhaustion, dehydration and having just ridden 10 miles approx, I was not up to the task. I hit the curb at an angle, faster then I realized, and my front wheel made it, the back did not. Result, broken leg at the ankle.

I had surgery that required 2 plates and 10 screws, and due to the nature of the break, my surgeon who is quite skilled, had to work extra hard to put me back together the best he could.

I then spent months healing on the sofa, lost ALL of that muscle I had worked so hard for, gained weight, but was actually lighter then I had been and my spirit and heart were broken. But I did not let that pull me down. I did everyting I was told by the doctor. Everything. My progress was sped up by my previous amazing physical fitness levels right up to the incident, even though I had waited since due to inactivity.

Once I got permission to start PT, I had to learn to walk again. This was very scary. Not only did I have no idea how far I could go before the damage I caused became a roadblock, but it was painful beyond belief. It also tore my mental status into shreads. BUt, I kept going, as my Dr and PT person told me, no matter how hard.

Months later, and 2 months before I should have been to this point, I was walking again. The Orthopedist and my Dr were both thrilled and complimented me on m progress. Knowing how bad my break was, its location, and how most people deal with this stuff, they gave me encourage ment and a reminder that I could do this.

I kept working hard, furthering my progress. Eventually getting permission to bicycle again. Thanks to my eBike’s help, I used it to do even more rehabilitation and it also sped up my recovery. Plus it made me feel great again, free, happy, and that sense of accomplishment was just making me glow. But deeper inside I was still scared to death, in a good amount of pain, and worried. Doctor then had me do more PT at home, from 1-3x a day to 4-8x a day. And I did, every single day.

Well, this change in frequency improved my ROM (Range of Motion) dramatically, so much so that I could walk down stairs normally again for the first time in over a year. But, it also caused me to hit the first and biggest hurdle yet, one I could never get over... I had reached my newly set bone’s limit during dorsal and plantar movement. That’s forward and backward movement like pushing on the gas in your car (plantar) and bending your ankle back (dorsal).

My bone in my leg was now hitting my Talus bone (this is the bone your leg moves forward and backward on to make your foot move those directions) when I bent it far enough, just short of my good ankle’s natural limit. This wasn’t a muscle stretch problem it was a hard limit, for life. I was devastated and spiraled into a depression, but i kept biking, walking best I could and worked through best I could.

While this was happening, this working out and PT etc, I was in pain, all the time. It started to go from a hospital 3-4 (0-10 scale), to a 5-7, then 6-8, and soon it was 8 daily. It got so bad I passed out multiple times from the pain, got even more depressed not even realizing why, and eventually told my PCP Dr, who told me to tell my Orthopedist. I did, and we decided to try taking out the plate, and while he was in there, he was going to see what the impinging point was and why. We hoped for a magic solution, maybe it was a small piece of bone that had come off or something in the hardware we hoped.

Those screws I mentioned? They were also through the whole bone and poking into my leg muscle inside. I thought maybe that is causing internalized pain as well as pain I could feel? Hoped maybe it might help if they weren’t there. And so the doctor did the surgery, 3 weeks ago, removed the plate and screws and found nothing but what he should.

Mom told me he told her with a disappointed look on his face right after surgery that he found nothing magic, but it was otherwise a success. And we geared up for 2 months+ of healing and rehabilitation.

Within 3 days, I was on my feet, no crutches, no boot.

Within a week, I was walking better then I had since the surgery in 2016.

And the most important parts... removing the plate and screws had STOPPED the agonizing pain. I went from a 6-8 the day of, to a 5 maybe right after, days later, I was 1-2 max.

During this whole time, and this is the 2nd important part, my blood pressure was sky high the whole time. We had no clue why and blamed it on my Benzo taper. But, those screws I mentioned that were inside my leg meat, THEY were the cause of not just the pain but my high blood pressure. I didn’t know this until I was checked at my last Orthopedist appt, and then reconfirmed yesterday when my 190/107 BP went to 120/90.

I know this is a long story, but it’s been part of my life, the pain, the healing, the agony, the mental anguish, all of it, they’ve been here since the first surgery. And now, minus the talus impingement, I felt better then I had in ways I can’t explain. I told the dr at one point that if the surgery to remove the plate didnt work, I wanted him to cut off the foot and part of the leg, it was that bad.

Today, I sit here typing to you, normal blood pressure, almost no pain, light discomfort after a long day of moving the ankle, and a different man.

The moral here, beyond reminding you that I have been through hell and I came back flipping off the devil, is...

Don’t give up.

Don’t stop trying.

Always do what your doctor says.

And always educate yourself. Me learning how the leg and ankle works, examining x-rays, all of that helped me to help the doctors make me better.

I am the same guy I was before, just out of shape and cannot run or jog again for the rest of my life, nor can I hike without poles and good boots. But, I overcame one hell of an obstacle.

So if you struggle with something, don’t take it laying down, learn about your problems, what goes on in your body or life that might cause them, and talk to your doctors, therapists or whomever. And never ever give up.

I’m going to be 50 this December. I have the heart of a 25 year old athelete. I am proof that age has nothing to do with it. It’s all about what you can put into it.

Thanks for reading if you got this far. I hope someone finds this inspirational, as I want to shout it from the rooftops. I am -that- much happier. Unmeasurablely so.

[meggannn]

8, 17, and 50 for Lydia Shepard!

8) Is there a meaning to their name?

i tried once to write up a name origins thing for my ocs here, which is a much longer explanation of this answer, but the long and short of it is that lydia just happened to stick with me when i played my first game. i can’t particularly remember why, though i think it had something to do with using ‘lyd’ as an androgynous nickname that i felt could be still used in future cities of earth, particularly in undercities which was all she knew. any attempt at giving her name meaning came after i’d already grown attached to it. that saaaaid,

i think her parents would’ve named her something traditionally chinese, but after they were separated from her as a kid (i’ve got a hc developing for how that happened but it’s a long story and not that exciting), it kind of got cannibalized into a western name, since she grew up in london. years of being shuffled around from orphanages to shelters to the streets shortened her birth name until it became mostly unrecognizable. ‘lijuan’ became ‘lyd’ which she later extrapolated as an adult and assumed her full name as ‘lydia.’

as for her last name, she picked it after deciding to enlist because it sounded properly american (assuming the earth-stationed alliance is mostly full of american english, so she tried to lose her accent to assimilate) and forged all the known birth certificates/records she submitted with ‘shepard.’ i used to have her choosing ‘shepard’ cause she was close to somebody with that name, but i eventually decided she could’ve just chosen it based on alan shepard himself; she didn’t know that many american names other than celebrities haha. and she had a kind of stupidly romantic idea about wanting to see the galaxy.

17) Do they have pets?

she has fish and a hamster, but all of them were really gifts, or at least the fish were. i think tali got her the hamster because tali maybe rescued it from a citadel vent and thought shepard might like it, so she keeps it in her cabin and feeds it, but doesn’t really consider it hers. (tali names it ‘pellet’ and the name kind of sticks.) garrus buys her her first fish as a sort of gag gift, like haha-remmeber-at-that-stupid-aquarium-in-your-cabin, but then it becomes widely known and suddenly the rumor gets around (cough garrus) that the commander is looking for fish to fill up the tank, and then mordin and random crew like daniels are gifting her more fish. mordin chatters away about this or that kind and samara gifts her the thessia sunfish and thane gets her an eel that ends up trying to eat the rest of the fish, kasumi gets her some saltwater crabs, and when me3 rolls around james gets SUPER attached to the fish and is so sad when they die so he gets her a ton more, as does ashley. at this point shepard doesn’t have the heart to say she never wanted fish, so she just sort of quietly takes care of them out of appreciation.

((spoilers for my current shepard/garrus fic, ‘waves that rolled you under’ lol)) after the war…… i don’t think the fish or hamster survive the normandy crash. but shepard gets a therapy dog on chakwas’s suggestion, and then becomes overattached to it despite every insistence she isn’t an animal person, and then suddenly garrus is living with a human and a strange earth thing that wants it to pet him. (i’m calling it it because i haven’t decided on a name or gender yet.) but mostly, the dog is for shepard as emotional support, but it also gives her something to do recreationally that helps her get out of the house. physically it help her walk too on bad days when her legs act up, and it was trained as seizure detection as an extra precaution. so that’s her dog. i haven’t decided what breed yet – i was thinking either a german shepherd or border collie or samoyed mix. (but then i also know nothing about dogs, so…)

50)   Does this OC have any part of you in them? (I.e, personality traits, similar background, etc)

aside from being short….. she’s a perfectionist who can be extremely hard on herself to get results, and doesn’t take personal failure for an answer. she’s an aggressive optimist when it comes to big-picture change, but a resigned pessimist when it comes to predicting human/organic behavior, and usually plans her work assuming the latter but pushing for the former. she needs to be kept busy solving problems all the time otherwise something feels wrong. like, when she’s done with all of her work and has earned a break and is told to relax, she starts feeling like something bad is going to happen as a result of her inactivity, so she finds something else to do. these things aren’t exactly the same when i do them, but i do have shades of the same kind of behavior, just for different reasons.

THANK YOU FOR ASKING SORRY I TOOK A WHILE TO RESPOND LOL

[dramaplatters]

Temptation

My first love was KDramas, but after Scarlet Heart I fell out of KDramas, although I've watched one or two new after that. 

I think after Sung Hoon's My Secret Romance I completely dropped KDramas, I was eventually gonna return back to KDramas, but right now I am taking advantage of being sick, and watching the KDramas that I have put on hold for so many years.      

I decided to watch Temptation, woooww, One of the most realistic KDramas I've ever watched.  

The drama revolves around three women, & two men.  

This drama shows us how people who are deeply in love can fall out of love, how a determined woman can do her best to get the man she loves.

How both couples might cheat in marriage.   

I can't tell you how I love the OST.

We have our cold hearted Ice Queen CEO Yoo Se Young (Choi Ji Woo.

We have our businessman Cha Seok HoonKwon Sang Woo) who's gone bankrupt, we have our loving, caring, warm Na Hong Joo (Park Ha Sun)she's married to Cha Seok Hoon.

We have our handsome, womaniser CEO Kang Min Woo (Lee Jung Jin) and we'll see how this trio's paths crossed and what will happen after that fateful day..

Yoo Se Jin (Chae So Young) married to Min Woo, they have three daughters together and she has a mother in law pestering for a grandson, Min Woo has a son from his mistress and he only finds out on the day he learns that his mistress had passed away.  

My heart broke into pieces when Min Woo met his son Roy,   

When SEO saw Cha Seok Hoon at the restaurant in Hong Kong she immediately recognised him, they both did recognised each other 

How Hong Joo helped them out first in the hotel then at the airport and later on became his baby sitter, and developed a deep connection with him.   

When Hong Joo tried to kill herself, SEO Se Young helped her out, & drowning in water that doesn't even coming up to her belly is just doesn't make sense.   

After her suicide attempt SEO Se Young takes Hong Joo to her room, and while chatting she told her that her "

Seok Hoon" is not a type of a man who'd have an affair"

she put the first suspicions to a woman who just committed suicide by using her husband's name.. 

Hong Joon's worst night mare was her husband is having an affair with SEO Se Young takes Hong Joo and that had happened..

After that SEO Se Young starts to search / investigate Seok Hyun and reasons behind her suicide ...

As I said before Hong Kong is where all the ill fate starts.  

  I don't think this is a drama singles can understand.

   There's no angel here, there was an innocent, sweet, loving wife, but after her husband's betrayal she changed.

  Not everything is a simple as it looks..  

Imagine you are happily married, and one day something happens and destroys that happiness.   

It might happen to anyone any time, you don't have to be a CEO or rich..

  Things move pretty fast in this drama 

Yes the husband was unfaithful, yes the CEO has a something to do with it, but if he was not weak and if she had not refused to recruit him many years ago when she first saw him, things would be different 

Yes Hong Joo refused refused her husband's offers reconcile but any woman would do the same. 

It was not really a cheat in the beginning,, but it became a cheat when the male lead finding excuses to see her over and over again, when the CEO finding excuses to see him.  Cheating is not only physical, it's also mental 

This drama teaches us anyone can be a cheater or a home wrecker, they are anywhere but everywhere 

This drama trying to tell us men can cheat, it's their habit and we got to brush it under the carpet and women pays the price 

If I was Hong Joo I'd most definitely would do the same, seek for revenge, never give up until I took my revenge saw them suffering till the end and than stop, after bringing them down to zero, after making them to pay for what they have done, I'd not give up..  

  I thought when Min Woo got married with Hong Joo he would gave up being a womaniser, sleeping around with various women, no he continued fcking around, even with his cold ex wife

  Moral of the story is Money can buy anything and everything, it's just about how much you are worth for?

Hong Joo married to Min Woo to get revenge, but her life turned into misery, by her mother in law, by her eldest step daughter, by her husband. and the demons she's fighting with..  

She shouldn't have married Hong Joo, she should have stayed single and marry a decent guy.

The paparazzi or detective wanna be got hired by Min Woo to spy on his wife, by Min Woo's wife to spy on Min Woo and finally hired by Hong Joo to spy on her husband.   

That irritated me, a paparazzi w/o any morals that showed us money can buy anything, especially a person who has no work morals / ethics     What broke Hong Joo's & Seok Hoon's marriage is the doubts., him not being honest to his wife about what had happened in Hong Kong, her being insecure, and suspecting from her husband.  

It's always easy to say take it or leave it, you won't understand unless you are in that person's shoes, so I understand Hong Joo why she suspected from her husband. A woman understands when her husband is physically there but mentally not.  His heart moved to another woman while being married and that hurt her. 

  I hatted Seok Hoon he's not my type of hero,  Min Woo  is another jerk, Seo Se Young is a woman who's lonely and suddenly decided to get a married man.  Seok Hoon was the most innocent one, victim till she married to Min Woo.  Se Jin is an evil unfaithful woman. who just wants nothing more than money, and shows no love to her kids either. 

I don't care how good he was too CEO, how he took care of her, he's still as jerk as Min Woo

  Seok Hoon was stupid enough thinking of killing herself over her husband's debts so her life insurance would pay for the debts.      ;; font-size: 15px;"> Hong Joo's ( Lee Jung Shin of CNBLUE) brother & Ha Ji Sun (CEO's little sister) relationship also a weird one.  

Little desperate sister is also another stalker

  It's weird, I mean you can't just go and get a married man, while as a CEO you could get any men you want.   Why him? if he was your first love, why did you refused his job application when his wife was not even at the scene? Woman let bygones be bygones   ; font-size: 15px;"> The last straw for me was Se Young hiring Hong Joo  as her personal nurse after her surgery.

 At first i thought Seok Hoon & Se Young is such a cute couple.    

 Telling a lie to the shop keeper to buy that Black Sparkly Jimmy Choo Shoes, which was originally reserved for CEO  Se Young, the cute moments in between them.   

  But it changed after Seok Hoon accepting Se Young's proposal, yes it sounded like she wanted to hire him for sexual pleasure but it turned out to be different, at the end this simple game caused him his marriage. 

And my blood boiled seeing those shoes on CEO's feet, Seok Hoon bought it for Hong Joo

For the Seok Hoon & Se Young shippers sorry I don't find them cute / attractive or even acceptable

    I got angry when Se Young told Hong Joo told her that she wants her husband, and Hong Joo gave up quickly I'd most possibly said you want my husband, OK I'm giving him to you free of charge, enjoy, but I don't accept returns.      

I don't understand any of these female leads, why did they made their world revolve around men. 

We just can't blame SEO for wrecking marriage, it's a two way street 

 It's just despicable.   Nothing to good to say.      Ending was another disaster, happy ending for CEO & Seok Hoon, who least deserve happiness.  

Nothing for Hong Joo & Min Woo

I'll always remmeber Seok Hyun as the guy who sold his soul for 1 million dollars  

CEO & Seok Hoon are the last ones that deserved any happiness, she should have died and Seok Hoon should have turned into a monk after her death, end of story..   

Both Min Woo & Seok Hoon are cheaters, CEO Seo Young is the marriage wrecker they don't deserve anything at all, I have no mercy for cheaters and marriage wreckers. 

Hong Joo didn't wreck her own marriage, when her husband asked for forgiveness his heart was already belonged to CEO Seo Young, so there was no reason for her to forgive her  husband, and there was no guarantee he was not gonna be Seo Young's shadow.  

Hong Joon really cared for Roy maybe more than his own dad.  

At the very end when CEO Seo Young told she's sorry to Hong Joon and she said she can't even give children to Seok Hoon (due to cancer they removed her ovaries & uterus), but I still didn't even feel sorry for her.  Sorry no Sorry

Maybe that was her Karma. 

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Hey, I’m Back. Sup.

So yesterday i went on about how i was meeting my friend A-1 at his house with A-2 and J, I was telling you about the food and of course, the alcohol... I’m about to get back into that and finish that mhmm amazing ass story, but first i wanna tell you about what happened today.

I woke up with a bright ass light shining in my face today, lemme tell you it was the most annoying shit I've gone through in a while. like, it legit ruined my sleep...

Guess what it was? the fucking sun. yep. fuck that s.ob.

Just kidding, don't fuck him, we all need the sun to live.

I'm not used to the sun shitting on me so early because the window in my room has an angle that doesn't allow the sun to hit my face, but my girlfriends apartment is a different story...

It was so weird honestly. But whatever, let us get back to the story, shall we?

Wait, where did i leave off again? Ahh okay, i remember now.

I was telling you about the number of alcoholic drinks me and my friends were on and it was definitely more than 6 and i was DEFINITELY more than a 7 out of 10--drunkwise.

Trust me, i thought i was totally okay at this point even though my words were being slurred and what not.

By this time the sun was already down and the horizon was no longer able to be seen from the view of the mountains in my friends backyard.

The temperature outside was quite comfortable with it being summer and all, i felt at ease.

I had also just finished my previous drink so i thought it would be an amazing idea to...

Yes, grab myself another beer.

I have no idea how many I've had at this point and what happened next was pretty unexpected...

My friends mom randomly walks in from her bike ride and sees me with a beer in my hand--the look in my eyes screamed “I AM FUCKING WASTED” to her and she kind of just looked at me and laughed.

Relief washed over me in a big way.. i definitely thought she was about to scream at my friend A-1 for having over 3 random dudes over to get drunk with.

I almost offered her to take a shot of Gin with us but i knew if i did she would've probably done it and A-1 would've been pissed(he doesnt like hanging out with his mom--i know, shocker).

After she left i thought it would be funny to start calling up random girls that my friend J used to sleep with and tell them that he's madly in love with em and is dying to get their hand in marriage.

of course i did this without his consent because, well, i was fucking TOSSED, more on this in a bit.

But seriously, mixing wine and beer in one sitting is not chill, it made my stomach hurt and that usually never happens when i drink. Oh well, you live and you learn.

Anyways, the girls i called up couldn't believe it, and frankly, i don't even remmeber wtf i said to them i just know the texts my friend had gotten in the morning from them were the most hilarious texts I've read in a long ass time, ill elaborate more on this later, but first...

i wanna tell you more about our whacky ass night.

After the phone calls i tried rounding up the gang to go on a late night hike, of course they refused. i was the drunkest one there that night and i think they were getting a bit annoyed.

Whatever. i was enjoying myself lol.

My friend A-1 started getting emotional and saying how we were all his best friends and stuff--i mean, i can't blame the guy, I'm fucking badass i wish i knew more dudes like myself. 

True shit, but I'm going to save the ego stroking for a later post.

And to be honest I’m getting kind of bored of telling you this story so I'm gonna go ahead and wrap it up so we can move on out of here so..

                       Bear With Me, I Believe In You.

Fast forward 3 hours and its now 1:30AM, I’m starting to feel sick and tired at the same damn time, it was terrible. i blame the wine and beer mix tbh.

So in my drunken state--which was, a 10 out of 10 by now, by the way. I decided it was time for me to go to bed.

The funny part was that i drove my friend J and i there so essentially he was fucking stranded there lmao.

i get woken up at like 3:23AM to my friends saying “Edwin.. Edwin.. Get up!!”

i opened my eyes in a haze, my contacts drier than a desert and stuck to my eyes like glue. i spilled out the words “what the fuck dude let me sleep”

They were persistent and didn't allow it. Finally they won me over and i got up off my friends couch who i so reluctantly chose to fall asleep in right next to his 70 pound basset hound who, to be honest, doesn't snore at all--surprised the fuck out of me.

Anyways, luckily my friend J was sober by now and was able to drive my car which i was very, very thankful for cause i did NOT want to sleep the entire night there.

The entire 3o-minute drive home was a blur, i remember playing some sick ass tracks and dancing like an idiot to them as my friend kept his eyes on the road but thats about it.

Finally we arrived and i guess this other dude we were friends with was waiting at our house for J. I felt so shitty that i didn't even want to say hi, i said my goodbyes and walked in, my dark empty ac’ed house was so comforting that i almost fell asleep in the kitchen while making a quick late night snack.

I took out my contacts and passed the fuck out on my warm and comfortable bed...

                the next morning was not that chill...

Im usually not the type of guy who gets really bad hangovers cause i tend to hydrate well during the day, but damn...

i was fucked up, couldn't even concentrate on my studies lol.

Lesson learned from this story: DONT DRINK BEER AND WINE IN ONE SITTING.

Learn from my mistakes kids. You'll thank me later.

Anywho, that wraps up this story, it was the first one i tell you, the other shit I'm going to begin to write should be better.. maybe.

Ill talk to you in the next one.

Peace,

-Edwin