#council maxi

[therevivedcouncil]

"Morti, that group chat was the worst recommendation ever."

"Whaaaat, no way!"

"They want us dead, Morticia."

"No they don't! I'll talk to them and convince them you're good guys!"

"no, Morticia, no..."

[colorizedaily]

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[reyalvr]

the editing life did not, in fact, choose me. i chose it XD

[textilelab]

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[leafington]

𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙞 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙩. - kento n.

content warning !! - enemies to lovers w nanami (i caved), blackfem!reader, ngh modelceo!reader, ceo!nanami, me putting my business and entrepreneurship knowledge to use, light intoxication, suggestiveness at the end

a/n - IM BACK YALL WOOOOOO, sorry for making u wait @jellicatty 🙁

For years, Nanami has held himself to competition with you and your company. If he had a tier-list of all the people he hated, you were a close second to Gojo. To say he hated your guts was an understatement, some thought he just had some sort of lingering grudge, others assumed you two just got off the wrong foot but they couldn't be far from wrong. That man practically wanted you dead, and that's a hard call to make from someone who was raised well.

His mother was nothing short of a good woman, she taught his son to do great things—respect elders, women, and children alike, offer up his seat to those who needed it more than him, never pray upon someone's downfall no matter how hard they made his life. Each and every time he comes across your presence, he closes his eyes and mentally apologizes to his mother.

Your being insinuates such hatred within him. The way you arose to popularity out of nowhere due to what? Daddy's money? Your looks that earned you sexiest woman alive four years in a row? He wasn't accepting that 'model starting their own company' bullshit, not that he didn't believe one couldn't, just not you.

He recalls the very first moment he met you, three years ago when you made his life hell. 'Japan's Top Model, L/n Y/n, announces her official clothing line.' Who knew a simple headline could turn his future upside down? At the time, he'd only heard of you once or twice over a news article or a random scandal that just so happened to sneak into his algorithm. But this was different, it effected him in every way possible.

Suddenly, he has competition. 'LVS' stocks had reached a pinnacle point within just a few weeks of launching, he'd never seen those abbreviations before, the next, his own business was constantly being compared to by this new threatening company. All things after that basically consisted of Nanami fighting for his top spot. You can't even describe how upset he was when he first met you. A beautiful woman, buttering up the chairman into letting you attend the business meetings that he [Nanami] went to, pretty tits bouncing when introducing yourself to the other members of the council, and that gleam of something in your eye when you finally met with Nanami.

"So you're the one hogging No. 1?"

He doesn't give a damn how many of the other pervs fell for your charm, to him, you were the devil in disguise.

Nanami Kento despised you with every fibre of his person. Even at this formal event.

"Sexiest woman alive"? Damn right you were. He can see how easily the others fell for you, if he didn't have his head screwed on tight, he would've been the next one to take you in the office.

That black sleeveless maxi dress kept him on his toes the entire night, curves and assets prominent. The way you held your glass of sparkling rosé, chatting it up with whoever that unfortunate soul was that thought they would get you in their bed after this was all over. Nanami held his own drink, a good amount of scotch that'd get him through the remainder of the event without bashing someone's head in. He's trying to listen to his colleague brag about his latest product of his work that's been selling well, but you being in his line of sight smiling and giggling seemed way more appealing.

In no way is Nanami a man who occupied himself with women, until he found a good place to settle and retire, a relationship didn't have any room in his life. To the best of his abilities, he ignores the now reciprocated exchange of stares, only sipping from the modern glass whenever he felt he needed the extra loosening.

And loose he was.

You look good. Too good. He turned his head to avoid indulging, not with the woman who's downfall he's prayed upon. Though it's far too late because that scotch is getting it's moneys worth having already downed three glasses and bringing him closer and closer to the woman he claimed he loathed.

His compliments were unlike anything he's ever thought of you. "You look stunning tonight." "Your stylist did an amazing job." "The pictures do you no justice." Drunk words are sober thoughts as they say. His eyes were telling more than his words, he wanted you bad.

Compared to any other elderly male he knew what to say to have you feel won over, even if you were well aware of his hatred towards you. So.. though it was just for a night, you returned the favor. Addressing his compliments with your own, insisting that the media makes such false claims about his person, feeling him up, and eventually dragging him to the bathroom to show him exactly how you shot to the top.

"You minx." He hisses as your kisses trail lower from his jaw. "Oh? What happened to all that talk you were doing?" You effortlessly tug his tie off, allowing it to hang from his neck. "Do you do this with every man you want to surpass?" He grits, fighting his natural urges to give in. "Very few, only the ones that act uppity and look good in a suit."

"Fuck... I hate you so much."

©2024 leafington dont steal please!! :)

[cityof2morrow]

CDK: City Hall

Published: 9-25-2024 | Updated: N/A SUMMARY Cubic Dynamics by John B. Cube and Marcel Dusims forged the future with furnishings that were minimalist in design and maximalist in erudite pretension. Generations later, the company continues to produce edge-of-cutting-edge designs. Use the Cubic Dynamics Kitbash (Simmons, 2023-2024) collection to set up corporate, exposition, and office environments. Envisioned as an add-on to the Cubic Dynamics set (EA/Maxis, archived at GOS), it features minimalist and retro-futuristic objects. Find more CC on this site under the #co2cdkseries tag. Read the Backstory and ‘Dev Notes’ HERE. How’s that build-a-city-challenge going?...because those courtroom, town hall, and city hall chambers are lookin’ a little bald headed. Why not spruce it up with the CITY HALL set! Place one of the decorative assembly desks, then add chairs and portable assembly desks. Your council members, judges, lawyers, and other sims are ready to go to work!

DETAILS All EPs/SPs. §See Catalog for Pricing | See Buy/Build Mode You need the Company Expo (Mesh Pack) set (Simmons, 2024) for TXTRs to show properly in game. ALL files with “MESH” in their name are REQUIRED. You may need “move objects” and “grid on/off” cheats to place some objects to your liking. When placing partitions/floating shelves and tables/desks/counters on the same tile, place the partition/shelves first. I recommend using this set with Object Freedom 1.02 (Fway, 2023), which includes Numenor’s fix for OFB shelves (2006), for easier use overall. ITEMS Assembly Desks (Small/Large) (1858 poly) – use with portable desk Judge’s Chair (~835 poly) Counselor’s Chair (1377 poly) Counselor’s Desk (402 poly) HoloProjector (2546 poly, HIGH) – place on same tile as hologram Holograms (192 poly) Portable Assembly Desk (733 poly) DOWNLOAD (choose one) from SFS | from MEGA The hologram is functional and comes with 30+ recolors...

COMPATIBILITY AVOID DUPLICATES: The #co2cdkseries includes edited versions – replacements - for items in the following CC sets: 4ESF (office 3, other 1/artroom, other 2/build), All4Sims/MaleorderBride (miskatonic library, office, postmodern office), CycloneSue (never ending/privacy windows), derMarcel (inx office), Katy76/PC-Sims (bank/cash point, court/law school sets, sim cola machine), Marilu (immobilien office), Murano (ador office), Reflex Sims (giacondo office), Retail Sims/HChangeri (simEx, sps store), Simgedoehns/Tolli (focus kitchen, loft office, modus office), ShinySims (modern windows), Shoukeir via Sims2Play(reverie office, step boxes/shelving), Spaik (sintesi study), Stylist Sims (offices 1,2, & 3, Toronto set), Tiggy027 (wall window frames 1-10), Wall Sims (holly architecture, Ibiza). *The goal is link the objects to the recolors/new functions in the #co2cdkseries without re-inventing the wheel! Credit to the original creators. CREDITS Thanks: EarlyPleasantview/EPV, Panda, Soloriya, ChocolateCitySim, HugeLunatic, Klaartje, Ocelotekatl, Whoward69, LoganSimmingWolf, Gayars, Ch4rmsing, Ranabluu, Gummilutt, Crisps&Kerosene, LordCrumps, PineappleForest. Sources: Any Color You Like (CuriousB, 2010), Beyno (Korn via BBFonts), EA/Maxis, Offuturistic Infographic (Freepik). SEE CREDITS (ALT)

[tgrailwar-zero]

Soon, a few Valkyrie came to deliver you to… wherever you needed to go. MAX walked alongside you, quietly thinking about something, most likely the information that had been levied his way. The walk itself was long. It felt oppressive, like you were on death row, each of your footsteps echoing down the long corridor you were being made to walk down. Soon, you found yourselves brought to a large chamber, and could feel several pairs of eyes staring down at you. The Lair Servants, each of them watching you like a hawk, as you stepped in. Seven Servants, sitting in loges looking down on you, as if the evening's entertainment had just wandered in.

CLEOPATRA: "Hi, Maxie. Looks like you're in a rather bothersome situation, huh?"

You watched as the Pharaoh leaned against her loge railing, waving down at MAX. He gave a casual wave back, before adjusting his glasses.

MAX: "Good evening, Pharaoh Cleopatra. And no, I've frankly never felt more comfortable."

You watched as the Keeper glared down at MAX, wizened brow furrowing as he locked eyes with the lawyer, who only shrugged in response.

PTOLEMAIOS: "Maxwell… what on Earth are you doing?"

MAX: "My job, Keeper. Same as you, I suppose."

PTOLEMAIOS: "…Hrm. Right. Well, let us begin this Solar Council. With the exception of our missing allies, let's take the roll..."

His eyes glanced over three missing sections, and you could see a brief moment of weariness in his expression before it hardened once again.

PTOLEMAIOS: "...I, Keeper Ptolemaios, am present."

The next Lair Servant spoke. Her voice was more recognizable than her appearance, at first. Gone was the veil, but the calm, yet condescending tone remained as you looked upon the administrative body that had put you through so much grief early on.

ADMINISTRATOR: "Via proxy, the Priestess of the Heavenly Divinity is present."

One after another, the others called their names.

CLEOPATRA: "Pharaoh Cleopatra, present."

SETANTA: "Yo, Beastmaster Setanta is here!"

SIGURD: "Freyr Sigurd and Freya Brynhildr are both present."

NIKITICH: "Slayer Dobrynya Nikitich, present."

She leaned against her loge, looking around at the other Lair Servants.

NIKITICH: "We don't often meet like this, do we? As nice as it is, I would like to make this quick, before the next set of fights start."

ADMINISTRATOR: "Your presence is always appreciated, Slayer. And this topic should be one of quick simplicity, we're simply going to decide whether we'll slaughter these heathens where they stand."

She said it so casually, it was almost easy to miss that she just declared you on trial with punishment for execution. Or, scratch that, no trial- just a decision of execution.

You heard SIGURD speak up, his low voice stern and authoritative, in immediate protest.

SIGURD: "Now, wait just a moment. That's not what we discussed. We're here to discuss the Beast and the Nameless City."

You watched as BRYNHILDR spun her spear, pointing it towards at the ADMINISTRATOR with aggravation.

BRYNHILDR: "…My younger sisters did not apprehend the Interlopers for them to be killed. You can't simply change the details of the proceedings at the last minute...!"

The ADMINISTRATOR lazily looked over at him, giving him a coquettish grin as she idly waved her fan in SIGURD and BRYNHILDR's direction.

ADMINISTRATOR: "I'm not. This is still fully within the context of the Beast situation, however I am making our perspectives more efficient and focusing on the source. If we didn't, we'd be pointing fingers all day, and we're all such busy people. So, I am rephrasing our current agenda. Due to the recent tragedies that have befallen the Solar Cell, including the Larval Beast attack-- do we allow the Interlopers to remain free, or do we kill them here and now. The answer is so obvious, it may surprise you~! But if you need help, it starts with 'kill' and ends with 'them'. Any objections?"

You watched as the Freyr and Freya were the only ones to lobby an objection, as the rest of Lair Servants remained as they were, their silence outvoting the rulers of the Nameless City. The ADMINISTRATOR flipped the fan up to cover her mouth, covering her sneer rather poorly.

ADMINISTRATOR: "Isn't voting wonderful?"

You heard a low, amused whistle come from SETANTA's loge.

SETANTA: "Going straight for the jugular. You foxes don't mess around."

NIKITICH: "So those are the feared Interlopers? They are… ah, how to say it… 'scrawny'? These are the ones that impaled Uesugi Kenshin upon her own pagodas? They could not survive one swing of Nikitich's axe, in my eyes."

A frustrated huff, as the Pharaoh across from her looked down on you, her gaze a bit more discerning.

CLEOPATRA: "They say appearances can be deceiving. Strength is found in ways other than musculature… that was how they infiltrated the Solar Cell before, right? Ptolemaios?"

PTOLEMAIOS: "…That is correct. We let our guard down once, Cleopatra. Never again."

His gaze on you, already intense, seemed to grow stronger as he stared deeper and deeper into you. You watched as MAX, undeterred, looked around the chamber, before his eyes settled on the ADMINISTRATOR.

MAX: "I would have expected the current presiding Priestess to be here rather than you, Madame Administrator. Was Priestess Aria busy?"

ADMINISTRATOR: "You think that Aria would be able to sit through one of these and not fall asleep? I love the girl, but she's far from the most attentive of us. Now, enough casual chatter, and let's get started with the voting."

MAX: "Hold on- this is a trial, is it not?"

ADMINISTRATOR: "…Is it? I see no reason for it to be. This is rather open and shut."

PTOLEMAIOS: "He's right. This is a trial. They're entitled to make a case. Interlopers of the Solar Cell, revived again and set loose again. You're being given a rare chance, and so you'll have a few minutes to prepare your statement. Choose your words wisely."

MAX: "Thank you, Keeper Ptolemaios."

MAX nodded, before leaning closer to you, speaking quietly and calmly.

MAX: "...High stakes. High difficulty. But remember, not impossible."

[gothamcity-official]

Our supervisors told us that we could be allowed to post memes related to Gotham announcements if enough of you agreed. Mod Maxi and Mod Rusty agree that it's likely to happen but Mod Samuel is skeptical.

[therevivedcouncil]

Prime, why are you avoiding Morticia!!?? >:(

"she has the notes... The power to revive us! What if we're put into an endless cycle!? What if she finds out about the horrible things we've-"

"Calm down, Primey! Morticia loves us.. it's just your head overthinking.."

[bylagunabay]

Unseen Warfare

THE DIABOLIC IN YOUR LIFE

(2 minute read)

Is there discord in your family, infighting in your business or corporation, factions in your religious organization and war in your neighborhood? If so, you may want to watch the homily by Venerable Bishop Fulton J. Sheen on the actions of the diabolic in our daily life.

𝑺𝒐 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒄 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒔𝒚𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒘. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕 …

(The concise description in the video of the action of the diabolic begins at 4:43 and ends at 11:24. But for further details, please finish watching the video.)

“I thought perhaps you might be interested in hearing about the Devil from a sound philosophical and theological point of view. I'm going to describe to you the Devil, first from the psychiatric point of view, and secondly from the biblical. First the psychiatric.

It is interesting that as we drop things in the Church the world begins to pick them up and distorts them. Now we, for example, the nuns drop the long habits, the girls put on maxi coats. We stop saying the beads, hippies put the beads around their neck. And, as theologians dropped the demonic, the psychiatrists picked it up.

[Dr.] Rollo May of Rockefeller Institute has several chapters in his work on psychiatry on the diabolic. What is the diabolic from the purely psychiatric point of view? Dr. Rollo May analyzes the word diabolic, it comes from the Greek words dia and ballein. Diaballein is to tear apart, rend asunder. Anything, therefore, that breaks pattern, that destroys unity, that corrupts gestalt, produces discord, that is the diabolical. Now, there has been a great increase of the diabolic. Notice for example the discord in the Church, the discord in religious communities, the discord among the laity regards the Church, discord in the clergy. All these are manifestations of a spirit of the diabolic that surrounds us.

Now this psychiatrist [Dr. May] analyzes the way in which the diabolic works. And he mentions three: First love of nudity. Secondly, violence, aggressiveness. Thirdly, split personalities, no inner peace, disjointed minds.

[ … ]

Our Blessed Lord one time went into the land of the Gerasenes… and he found in this land a young man possessed of the Devil (Mark 5:1-20). The Gospel mentions three characteristics of this young man. First he was nude. Secondly, he was violent and aggressive. They could not even keep him in chains. And thirdly, his mind was split, schizophrenic. Our Lord said to him, "What is your name?" He said, "My name is Legion."

Now a legion in his time meant six thousand soldiers in the Roman army. See already he is a person and yet he is legion, six thousand others. My name is legion for we are many. See the personality is no longer unified, I, Legion, we many. Now this psychiatrist does not ever correlate his three manifestations of the diabolic with this young man in the Gospel. I am doing that because I could not help but notice the similarity between the two. So from just a superficial point of view, the diabolic disrupts, and whenever you have a great manifestation of the Spirit you always get the Devil working. When for example, Moses in the Old Testament worked miracles against Pharaoh, Pharaoh's agents simulated a few miracles. When the Holy Spirit came upon the early Church at Pentecost, there was the persecution of Stephen. We had a Vatican Council, the blessing of the Spirit upon the Church. And we have immediately the manifestation of the evil spirit.

So I just leave you with this characteristic note of the diabolic from the psychiatric point of view. The breakup of unity, the breakup of families, the breakup of corporations, the breakup of religious communities, the breakup the oneness of Christ … “

[lorekeeper-backset]

PKMN IRL Master Post

This post is a list of every single one of my Pokemon IRL blogs. It will lengthen or shorten as I create or delete blogs. Mostly lengthen, probably.

@fox-poke-fanatic: A blog run by Caleb, average college student who wants to become the ultimate expert on fox pokemon.

@aura-acolyte: My take on the protagonist of ORAS, here named Mare Birch. She has Aura Powers and is also the Chosen of Rayquaza, a role that is both poorly defined and well defined. She gets involved in a lot of high stakes stuff. She's also the protagonist of that fanfic I linked.

@the-looker-bureau: A blog focusing on Looker and Emma. In this universe, Looker continued being a private detective and father figure for Emma.

@last-lorekeeper: A blog run by Zinnia, the Lorekeeper of the Draconid people. She's taken up teaching in her spare time.

@twinchampionsofkalos: A blog run by Calem and Serena, who in this universe both take the role of Champion of the Kalos region. Calem's the responsible one while Serena's the more reckless one. Calem is an Acearo malewife and Serena is a Lesbian girlboss and certified disaster gay.

@appeallove: A blog run by Lisia, contest spectacular idol. She's always peppy, never dropping her cheerful demeanor even when mad. She may be one of the scariest people on the planet.

@guardian-ofthe-sky: Rayquaza runs a blog where it tries to play the responsible parent. It's very proud of it's Chosen.

@aqua-magma-official: The account of the reformed Teams Aqua and Magma, run by their twin PR heads Magma Grunt Kai and Aqua Grunt Nicky. Yes, they are genuinely reformed this is not a secret evil plot. Blog is usually low stakes and will not become high stakes of its own accord.

@phantom-flower: A blog for Phoebe, Ghost Type Hoenn Elite Four Member.

@themostspecialestlegendaryever: A blog for Latias, the world's best, most specialest legendary ever.

@pokestar-rosa: A blog for Rosa who decided bring Champion wasn't for her and became an actor instead. It's also an excuse for me to give screenwriting and movie nerd rants.

@landandseaunited: Archie and Maxie are reformed and dating. Good for them.

@kalos-news-network-official: The official blog for the Kalos News Network, run by Malva, Chief Bitch.

@leavesofbattle: A blog for Leaf as an adult.

@naranja-uva-student-council: An AU where all four protags of ScarVio are on the Student Council instead of just Nemona. Inspired by Kaguya-Sama: Love is War.

@shiftingbetweenrealities: As a result of the final showdown at Spear Pillar, Cynthia has found herself cast out into the multiverse, constantly changing universes. Unfortunately, her physical body was not cast into the multiverse, only her mind, so she inhabits the body of whatever Cynthia is native to that universe.

@hoenn-battle-frontier-official: Blog for the Hoenn Battle Frontier, located in LaRousse City, run by Anabel.

@xxcodeveeveexx: Cassiopeia | Any Pronouns | Likes: Veevees, Coding, Anime, Video Games | Dislikes: Social Interactions, Bullies

@lea-hi: "Faller" (not really cause no Ultra Wormholes but I'm the only one who seems to care about the actual definition) blog for Lea from CrossCode.

@friendly-neighborhood-calem: You can call her Callie. Or Cal on boy days. Yes, I made a second Calem blog shut up. This one's the rival, not the protag, so it's different. And also she's gender-fluid.

@its-gonna-be-may: You ever see My Next Life as a Villainess? It's like that but with May.

@maydaysjournal: May's School Counselor suggested that she keep a Diary Journal. Also, her dads are Archie and Maxie.

@special-magma-friends: A blog for Courtney and Tabitha. Courtney chose the blog name.

@asterinspace: A blog for Aster, an astronaut an Astrobiologist living on the Lunala Moon Base.

@miles-edgeworth-official: Chief Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth has found himself trapped in the Pokemon World. Now he has become... Regular Prosecutor Edgeworth.

[weirdthoughtsandideas]

Could you describe the plot of Utena but compare the characters to DCLA characters? :D

Yes I love comparing DCLA to everything 💜

So the plot is about Utena Tenjou, who if I’d compare her to a DCLA main character she is 100% Luna.

Utena lost her parents at a young age, and as she was grieving, she met a prince. The prince showed her something eternal, that helped her getting out of her grief. He also gave her a rose-engraved ring and told her they would meet again. After this day, she decided to become a prince herself.

Years later, as she is a teenager, she attends a boarding school. She’s in trouble with the school staff because she decides to wear a male school uniform rather than the female. She has a best friend named Wakaba, who is very clingy with her at all times and loves to shower her with love and affection. Wakaba I think is the closest to Jazmin of DCLA characters, with a spoon of Chiara. Wakaba has a crush on a guy named Saionji (who I would say is kind of a mix of Benicio, Matteo and Alex) - now, Utena does not like Saionji because she earlier saw him slap a girl in the face, but when he has publically put up Wakaba’s love letter for everyone to see, humiliating her, Utena decides to challenge him to a duel. Now, she does this because he’s the captain of the dueling team, but Saionji notices the rose-engraved ring she’s wearing, and thus asks her to meet him in the forest.

In the forest, Utena discovers a whole passage up to a dueling arena. Saionji arrives, together with the girl he slapped in the face earlier. This is Anthy Himemiya, who if we’d compare to a DCLA character is a mix of Nina and Naty. She’s often shown as shy and passive, but she can occasionally slip out the most out of pocket comments when you least expect it. Anthy is secretly messing with a lot of people all the time but it’s not clear exactly how until later. She is what is called the rose bride, and anyone who wins the duel becomes ”engaged” to her. The rose bride is believed to carry the power to ”revolutionize the world”. Since Saionji has won the last duel he has participated in, he is the one currently ”engaged” to Anthy. Utena, who originally came here to fight him for Wakaba, now wants to win a sword duel against him to free Anthy. She’s originally not actually interested in any engagement or really to take part in a whole tournament that she ends up participating in in the show, she just wants to get Anthy away from this sexist and abusive man.

This is all from the first episode and things just escalate from it. Utena, spoilers, wins the duel and thus Anthy becomes engaged to her instead. In the upcoming episodes, she duels other characters, a majority from the student council who all have similar rose-graved rings and for different reasons are in this sword tornament. To present them shortly:

We have Miki, who might be the most normal boy in the show basically (more or less at least…). I’d compare him to Maxi, and a bit of Marco. He’s a good lad. Has an obsession with a stopwatch though, and this is one of the metaphors I have a harder time understanding what it exactly means. Also he has a really odd relationship with his twin sister…

Then it’s Juri, who is quite a sporty girl. She keeps a picture of another girl in a pendant around her neck. A girl she never got. Juri I would say reminds me of Lara but also kind of Camila. And a bit of Celeste too.

Then it’s Touga, who is the president of the student council. He is kind of a mix of Rey, Marcos Golden and like… idk maybe a bit of Diego.

Finally we can’t forget about Touga’s little sister Nanami. She starts off as a typical mean girl, which is why I think she’s a mix of Ámbar and Ludmila, but then often than not she just turns into a giant comic relief because she takes herself so seriously and thinks her plans will suceed… and it just very rarely goes her way. She also has an obsession with trying to humiliate Anthy or Utena in some way (mostly Anthy) and just. Something always goes wrong. She turned into a cow once. But she also grows to become one of the most mature characters so she’s such an interesting but weird character.

And of course we have Akio but… I don’t really wanna talk about him. Think every worst DCLA character combined into one, especially every worst male character.

So uh… TLDR Revolutionary girl Utena is basically if Luna was in a sword duel tournament and was engaged to Nina and/or Naty (or a mix of them), and everyone she duels are other random DCLA characters.

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Beyond the Bell's Chimes | Part 56

The Summer Solstice Gala, a dazzling creation by the student council, unfolded as the grand spectacle for Segye High School's students and teachers, marking the peak of their cultural festival celebrations. Eunseok, fueled by a promise to his predecessor, had transformed Shotaro's blueprints into a breathtaking reality. The school's gymnasium was now a radiant setting, alive with the anticipation of an unforgettable night.

As the students and teachers flocked to the venue, draped in their finest attire, the air was charged with excitement. Among the crowd were three friends—Miyoung, Suyoung, and Jiwoo. They had gathered at Miyoung's place to glam up for the event, unaware that the boys would be fashionably late. Dressed to the nines, they chatted and snapped photos, each radiating her unique charm.

Miyoung, with her hydrangea tender floral maxi tied dress, Suyoung, the pink fanatic in a doll-like mini dress and stiletto heels, and Jiwoo, proudly donning a white lacy frock dress, had made an unforgettable entrance. Suyoung had skillfully applied makeup on Jiwoo, who couldn't help but express concern that she might have gone overboard.

Unexpectedly, Hanbin, one of their friends, approached with a surprise. "I thought I was going to meet new girls here," he teased, only to realize he was in the midst of familiar faces.

Panicking, Jiwoo turned to Suyoung, worried about her makeup. Hanbin chuckled, "I mean, miladies, you look all wonderful tonight."

Suyoung playfully warned him about Minseul's disapproving glares, but Hanbin, undeterred, continued his compliments. Minseul, overhearing, intervened and dragged Hanbin away, sparking a brief moment of worry among the girls.

As Suyoung reassured Jiwoo, the girls noticed the absence of the boys. Suyoung mused, "Hmm, the boys are taking too long. Did they wear something fancier?"

Jiwoo, weary from standing in heels, quietly made her way to the buffet table. Her worries about bloating, voiced by Suyoung and Miyoung earlier, had kept her from snacking. She picked out some blueberry cheesecake bites, savoring the sweetness as the excitement around her heightened.

Suddenly, screams erupted from the crowd, prompting Jiwoo to nearly choke on her food. Curiosity piqued, she observed the spectacle from a distance. The commotion unveiled the arrival of Segye High School's princes—the boys who led the Mars Club. Eunseok, at the forefront, led the group of dashing young men, each adorned in glamorous tuxedos.

Overhearing the surrounding conversations, Jiwoo couldn't help but smile. "Oh my god! This is a sight to see. I did not know Eunseok is friends with the Mars Club!" one girl exclaimed excitedly. "God, their girlfriends are so lucky!"

Jiwoo, still by the buffet table, marveled at the scene unfolding before her, a mix of surprise, admiration, and a touch of wonder for the magical night that awaited.

Jiwoo, finding herself the unwitting subject of gossip, couldn't help but be amused. Attempting to hide her face behind her plate full of cake, she tilted her head down and slipped away from the chattering crowd.

"Song Eunseok is always handsome!" sighed one girl.

"Oh my god! Park Wonbin is crazy handsome!" screamed another.

Jiwoo tried to distance herself, but her ears perked up as a group of girls started gossiping about a rumored love triangle at Segye High. Eavesdropping discreetly, she couldn't resist getting involved in the conversation.

"Hey! Did you hear the rumor? There's this girl in Segye High that they really like…" one girl began, prompting Jiwoo's curiosity.

"Yeah, the boys were crazily in love with her and were fighting for their lives!"

Jiwoo couldn't suppress a snort, finding the rumors rather hilarious. The girls, including Jiwoo, gasped as the gossip continued, detailing a supposed love saga involving Park Wonbin, Hong Seunghan, Song Eunseok, and Anton Lee.

Amused, Jiwoo tried to stifle her laughter, causing the girls to glance at her suspiciously. She decided to set the record straight with a burst of laughter, revealing her true identity.

"I heard she's an heiress. No wonder these boys were crazy—"

Jiwoo burst into laughter, surprising the girls. "Excuse me?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry. That was just hilarious to hear," Jiwoo said, recovering from her laughter. "As a matter of fact, I only dated Park Wonbin before I dated Song Eunseok… and Seunghan is my best friend, and then Anton… Anton's like my little brother."

The girls were left bewildered, and one recognized Jiwoo, gasping and informing her friend. They both gasped in shock, realizing they had been gossiping about Jiwoo herself.

"You?"

"Please, the rumors are funny. Don't let the boys hear these or else—"

Jiwoo stopped short as she noticed Seunghan and Wonbin walking behind the girls. She turned and saw Eunseok smiling sweetly at her, holding her waist.

The girls squealed at the sight of the King of Segye High School standing before them. "I was looking everywhere for you," he said.

"You're late," Jiwoo teased, trying to hide her surprise at Eunseok's stunning look for the night. She failed to recognize Eunseok's well-established background, evident in his gentlemanly manners.

"Did you come with the boys?" she asked.

Eunseok nodded, expressing his excitement. "You look beautiful," he said, making Jiwoo blush and playfully hitting his chest. "I saw you munching on some cakes. Are you hungry?"

Jiwoo nodded, still holding the plate. "We should find some tables," he suggested, taking the plate from her. Instead of leaving it, he added more snacks, eager for her to eat.

"Heol, they are really dating," the watching girls sighed in envy. "She's indeed very pretty."

"You girls are right, our Jiwoo is very pretty," Seunghan chimed in, making the girls blush. "She's our first love," he confessed. "Is that right, Wonbin?"

Wonbin, usually reserved, did not respond immediately, sipping his apple juice and keeping his eyes on Jiwoo and Eunseok. Eventually, he smiled and turned to Seunghan. "You're right, but I will forever be her first love," he proudly declared, leaving the girls swooning at the charming revelation.

Eunseok and Jiwoo stood together, drawing the attention of onlookers as whispers and conversations buzzed around them. The gymnasium pulsed with music, creating an energetic atmosphere where people reveled in the festivities—dancing, chatting, and immersing themselves in the vibrant ambiance. Eunseok's gaze wandered, particularly fixing on the stage where the classical band was supposed to be assembled.

Jiwoo, noticing his concern, took his hand. "Something wrong?" she inquired, prompting Eunseok to turn to her with a smile. "You look worried."

"Am I? It's just that the classical band should have been set already," Eunseok explained. "I am sure Sungchan's there to fix it."

Jiwoo, ever supportive, offered to wait. "Do you need to check? I can wait. I won't go anywhere," she reassured him with a chuckle.

Eunseok, however, was resolute. He squeezed her hand and shook his head. "No, I promised that I'll stay with you tonight."

"I don't see any reason why you can't leave me for a bit," Jiwoo suggested playfully. "Besides, I'll just be sitting there. My feet hurt." She pouted, and Eunseok, concerned for her comfort, checked her feet. Sighing, he decided to walk her to the bleachers, offering his jacket to cover her legs as she sat.

"Don't go anywhere," Eunseok instructed before heading backstage to address the issue. Jiwoo watched him leave, feeling a sudden emptiness despite the lively crowd surrounding her. Smoothing Eunseok's jacket on her lap, she couldn't shake the unexpected realization of missing him by her side.

As Jiwoo contemplated his absence, someone familiar from her past took a seat beside her. She looked up and met the gaze of a person whose presence evoked memories and stirred a mix of emotions.

"What's going on? The show should have started earlier," Eunseok questioned as he entered the backstage. Sungchan, in charge of the performance, explained that one of the violinists couldn't make it due to illness, leaving the rest of the members ready and waiting.

"I told Sungchan hyung that we can go on without that member," Anton chimed in, standing behind Miyoung. "It may sound incomplete, but it's going to be fine," he assured.

Eunseok nodded in agreement, turning to Sungchan and giving him a determined look. The urgency of the situation reflected in his eyes, especially knowing that his parents were in the audience, eagerly anticipating a stellar performance.

"You don't have to worry," Miyoung reassured him.

"It's okay," Eunseok replied. "Follow the program; I have to go back to Jiwoo." He made a move to leave when Wonbin grabbed his arm.

"Here," Wonbin said, handing Eunseok a box wrapped in an old newspaper adorned with a black ribbon. "It's for Jiwoo," he explained. Confusion crossed Eunseok's face, wondering why Wonbin was entrusting him with the gift instead of giving it directly to Jiwoo. Wonbin continued, "I wanted to dance with her tonight before I say goodbye again, but I think it won't be good for me. I'll be playing songs, just like what we prepared for this event, but I will be leaving as soon as I finish." Despite maintaining a smile, Wonbin couldn't hide the hurt in his words.

"Why don't you give it to her and tell her all of this?" Eunseok suggested, not seeing any issue with Wonbin and Jiwoo having a conversation.

Wonbin shook his head. "I already told her everything I wanted to say. In case you haven't heard, I still have feelings for her. It just so happens that I have bigger dreams out there," he sighed. "Whatever, please give that to her. Everything she needs to hear again will be there." Wonbin explained, his emotions surfacing. "Please, I know that you will love Jiwoo no matter what, so I am happy for the two of you, hyung."

Eunseok felt a weight lifted off his chest at Wonbin's words. Despite not always expressing it, he had felt a tinge of insecurity whenever Wonbin was around Jiwoo.

"Thank you for being there with her when she needed someone the most," Wonbin acknowledged. "Damn, I hate being expressive, but that's it," he sighed, visibly annoyed with his own emotions.

"Thank you," Eunseok smiled. "I'll take care of her. I will love her, protect her, and make her happy. That's all that matters." With Wonbin's message delivered, Eunseok headed back to Jiwoo, the box in hand, carrying both Wonbin's sentiments and his unwavering commitment to the woman he loved.

~

Jiwoo found herself outside the gymnasium, standing near the parking lot with a person who had taken a seat next to her in the bleachers. The air felt chilly, and the atmosphere seemed tense as people passing by couldn't help but glance at the duo. Jiwoo was quietly holding her hands, a mix of cold and anxious, but she concealed it well.

"I'm sure you did not expect me to show up here," Yeonjun stated. He wore an oversized black shirt, black cargo pants, and sneakers. His face was partly covered by a bucket hat, and long hair framed his features. Several piercings adorned his face. "Not even how I look now…"

"You are still Yeonjun," Jiwoo replied, sensing his unease.

Yeonjun sighed, smiling softly as he observed Jiwoo. "You are still as pretty as the last time I saw you, Jiwoo. I can tell that you made better friends this time…" He chuckled.

"I did," Jiwoo nodded.

"Hmm, I heard what happened to Taehee and the others," Yeonjun admitted. "When I received the letter about your case, everything came back to me. How much I was a jerk to you… for not being a good friend. I began to feel a lot of regret for not helping you that time… and Miri, who would have thought Miri would do that too?" He tried to downplay his role, attempting to convince himself he did less harm than Miri, but deep down, he acknowledged he was equally at fault. "I realized that I was worse than Taehee… for turning a blind eye on your pain, Jiwoo."

Jiwoo remained composed, listening silently to Yeonjun's remorseful words. Disappointment lingered from their past, but she gave him a chance to speak.

"When I received the letter, I immediately involved myself and told your lawyer about everything. I thought that even if I didn't show up, I still did something to help you… after all this time…" Yeonjun continued. "I thought that would be enough. I tried to visit you at the hospital, but then I saw people who cared so much about you. That's when I thought that I need not be there…" His voice cracked, and tears welled up as he struggled to contain his emotions. "I'm sorry, Jiwoo. I wasn't a good friend."

Meanwhile, Eunseok, growing worried after learning Jiwoo was seen leaving with a mysterious guy, rushed outside the gymnasium. Spotting Jiwoo standing next to a man, he observed them cautiously. Jiwoo maintained a wary distance but looked at the man as he spoke. Alarmed when the man reached for Jiwoo's arm, Eunseok intervened, ensuring Jiwoo's safety.

"Is he trying to hurt you?" Eunseok asked, holding Jiwoo's hand protectively. Jiwoo, surprised by his sudden appearance, pulled Eunseok behind her and explained the situation.

"No, he is not," Jiwoo assured him. "Eunseok, this is Bae Yeonjun…" She introduced him, and Yeonjun, understanding the dynamics, removed his hat, revealing his face. He dipped his head in acknowledgment as Jiwoo continued, "He's a friend from middle school, and Yeonjun, this is Eunseok, my boyfriend."

"Yeonjun?" Eunseok repeated, his gaze fixed on the figure in front of them.

"Yes, he just came here to talk. Nothing else," Jiwoo explained.

"I apologize for the misunderstanding," Yeonjun continued bowing. "I want to apologize properly to Jiwoo as it felt right for us to have closure before we separate ways again."

Eunseok maintained a cold stare at Yeonjun, his protective instincts kicking in. Jiwoo, sensing the tension, held Eunseok's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. He turned to her, met with her sweet smile, and sighed in defeat. "I told you to wait where you were…"

"I couldn't hear him talk with all the music inside," Jiwoo replied. She then looked at Yeonjun, suggesting to Eunseok that he wait for her at the entrance where he could still see her.

"Thank you, Yeonjun. I appreciate it a lot that you came here all the way to apologize," Jiwoo expressed her gratitude, nodding her head. "I appreciate that you helped me a lot in dealing with my case. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been successful… And I am sorry for disturbing you too."

"No, you don't have to apologize for that," Yeonjun assured her, finding solace in Jiwoo's words. "I'm glad to hear that… and I should get going," he said, waving anxiously before departing.

Once Yeonjun left, Eunseok let out a sigh so audible that Jiwoo turned to him, amused. "What?"

"You are quite popular," he mumbled, his protective instincts still lingering.

Jiwoo laughed and tugged on his hand before hugging him on the side. "Are you jealous?"

"You'll make fun of me if I say no," Eunseok replied.

"I am not making fun of you," she teased, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Eunseok, let's go inside?" She suggested, attempting to lead their way back into the party, but Eunseok stopped her. "Hmm?" She asked, walking back to him and holding onto his arms.

"I don't think I can last a day without you by my side," Eunseok confessed, his cheeks turning red. It was a sentiment he had been waiting to share. Jiwoo had stirred various emotions within him, making him realize the mysterious and beautiful nature of the heart. She smiled at him, reaching to cup his cheek, and then pinched it playfully.

"You are being very romantic nowadays, Eunseok," she chuckled. Despite not responding in words, she wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "To us…"

[morvantmortuary]

Omg so I saw your tags on that one gif set I reblogged and it made me think of what would happen if Maxi, who had no clue that Jude was there because it's a surprise, went up to his room, opened the door and saw this!

(Also, this is one of my favorite gifs of him)

literally me as soon as I saw this in my inbox:

And I can say it would definitely depend on the day; I see likely one of two ways:

If Hex and Rora saw Maxi had been working a lot lately and decided to smuggle Jude in to cheer him up (not that they would ever to admit to that, ofc), he would probably walk in a little bit exhausted, loosening his tie — and just linger in the doorway for a minute, processing. “Aw, man.” He’d walk over, still looking tired but unable to stop smiling. “I must be havin’ one of those really good dreams.” And then immediately just flop over on top of Jude in a hug, and nuzzle his way under his jacket. “Nobody better wake me up, or I’m gonna be pissed.” He’d be content to just lay there cuddling for a while, catching Jude up on everything that was going on with them at the mortuary (and with Seth/Vincent/They Who/whoever was the biggest pain in their collective ass at the time) and then wanting to hear how the other Mathesons were doing and wanting to hear about the bookshop, and the Barrens, and everything else while fiddling with Jude’s hair or his beard or something he was wearing, just as an excuse to keep touching him. (If he’s tired enough, he might even fall asleep on top of him for a bit to the sound of Jude’s heartbeat, but feel like an awful host when he finally woke up and insist on at least making him a proper dinner to make up for it :’D)

If everything was going pretty well, and Jude was just swinging up to say hi/surprise him, then he would immediately yelp with delight and take a semi-flying leap (or as much as he can manage lmao) to pin him down in a hug and just absolutely pelt the man with kisses. There might be some actual giddy feet kicking involved, the man cannot help himself when his Person is around. He’d still want to hear about everything new with Jude, just maybe between making out at least a little lmao. Then provided they don’t get distracted fooling around, he’d see if Jude wanted to go out to any of their usual haunts (some figurative, like the cafe, some literal, like the cemetery) to get food/just hang out, insisting that if he came all this way he wanted to at least take him somewhere fun. Wherever they went, he’d likely be happily chatting away about his most recent services, or the last town council meeting where he’d already brought up ideas for the local Halloween event, or the CEO who mysteriously got fucking eaten and he’s pretty sure he might know the rougarou involved and he seemed nice enough the last time they met just kinda quiet, or Rora’s latest attempt to reanimate something she was calling “Reba” (but that last one might take some explaining best not done in public lmao)

Either way, he would be absolutely delighted, and likely a tiny bit flustered, because lord knows Maxi can’t look anyone he likes in the face for too long without going kind of starry-eyed and a smidgen of blushing lmao.

Thanks for taking the time to send this in, babe! 🥰 this was super cute to find — I can definitely see why this is one of your favorite .gifs of him, it made me have to avoid giggling whenever I looked at it so I didn’t attract attention to myself while I wrote this lol. 😂

I’ll match yours with this one, bc look at that smile. That’s definitely going to show up when he sees such a nice surprise waiting for him lmao.