#its just karma at the end of the day i guess. i hope they had a nice time anyway and i hope they have a nice time next week too

[tgcg]

an open fly walking

i didnt like this one but i thought id finally air it out since its been sat in my folders for months now

TG: hey karkat

CG: YEAH?

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TG: you ever noticed you like

TG: walk weird

CG: WOW, OKAY.

CG: HAVE *YOU* EVER NOTICED THAT I DON'T GIVE A SHIT?

TG: pff

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TG: no listen because i got my ears scoping that shit im like a scouter for dude activity

TG: ok maybe me mentioning it to you is gonna fuck up your ecosystem or something but

TG: you have the heaviest feet of the century man

CG: I DO???

TG: just thrust them straight down into the ground like youre trying to homebrew a san andreas fault

TG: viciously tamping on tectonic plates hoping for top score on the richter scale

TG: waging war against solid particles and the basic flow of gravity

TG: i could ID those footfalls out of a million i mean it

CG: SERIOUSLY?

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TG: i mean theres nothing wrong with it but

TG: yeah

CG: I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU'RE FUCKING WITH ME RIGHT NOW.

TG: im not fucking with you striders honor

TG: when have i ever lied to anybody about anything

CG: NOT UNPACKING THAT QUESTION WITH YOU TODAY.

CG: BUT SHIT, HOLD ON. LET ME SEE.

TG: yeah take the umbrella go over there and just walk to me

CG: ON IT.

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TG: see you just kinda slam em straight down dude

CG: THIS IS THE WORST DAY OF MY RIOTOUS FUCKING JOKE OF A LIFE.

TG: dont your feet ache

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CG: MOOT POINT. THIS MIGHT SOUND INSANE BUT I'VE ACTUALLY HAD MY STRUT PODS FOR A WHILE. ANY KIND OF PAIN THIS WOULD'VE BEEN CAUSING WOULD BE TOTALLY FILTERED OUT OF MY SPONGE BY NOW AS BACKGROUND NOISE.

TG: damn i didnt think that through

TG: my shades

CG: ALRIGHT, GET BACK UNDER THE SHITTING UMBRELLA AND THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME.

TG: look ive fucked myself over here too i dont have shit to clean these with

TG: ugh

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TG: guess its karma

CG: HOLY FUCK. HOW DID I NEVER NOTICE THIS BEFORE?

TG: i dunno but im gonna assume having a dad thats a literal crab monster is probably a contributing factor

TG: im guessing thats not a great role model for this kinda thing

TG: just conjecture i mean

CG: YOUR ENVY IS OVERWHELMINGLY OBVIOUS DAVE. AS A DISCLAIMER, HE WOULD'VE ABSOLUTELY KICKED YOUR ASS.

TG: yeah probably

CG: THAT'S PRETTY MUCH ALL THERE IS TO SAY ON THE MATTER.

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TG: but see bro had me stringent on feather feets

TG: i bet i could slip across a bike horn warehouse with nary a fucking toot

CG: HAHA. ASSUMING YOU DON'T MAKE A TOTAL ASS OF YOURSELF, AS PER USUAL.

CG: IF YOU WEREN'T CONSTANTLY RUNNING YOUR GASH ABOUT EVERYTHING AND BEING AN INIMITABLE CLOWN I SERIOUSLY THINK YOU COULD BE ON PAR WITH YOUR CUSTODIAN.

CG: THAT IS A MONUMENTAL "IF".

TG: well look at it this way

TG: im basically doing you all a favor by being a dumbass

TG: never gonna get caught off guard by the bozo patrol

CG: WOW. GOOD POINT.

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TG: also screw this can i use your shirt

TG: this stupid hoodie is just smudging my lenses up

TG: i cant see dick

CG: UH

CG: SURE, I GUESS.

TG: cool

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TG: so yeah i could be prowling around like a goddamn verbal assassin sniping convos left and right

TG: but no ive got the decency to go bunp in the night

CG: YEAH.

CG: IT'S DEFINITELY COMPOUNDED BY THE CONSTANT INANE RAMBLINGS.

CG: BUT

CG: IT'S ACTUALLY PRETTY RELAXING, Y'KNOW? IT HAS ITS OWN RHYTHM.

TG: see yeah i sound it off and

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TG: wait really?

CG: YEAH

CG: I DON'T KNOW

CG: FUCK. HOW DO I EXPLAIN THIS WITHOUT WANTING TO CRAM MY FROND DOWN MY PROTEIN CHUTE.

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CG: IT'S LIKE

CG: A SALVE FOR MY AGGRAVATION SPONGE.

CG: YOUR VOICE IS THE HUMAN EQUIVALENT OF ASPIRIN.

TG: uh damn karkat hold your hoofbeasts i was talking about the rhythm thing

CG: ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT. I'M TAKING US BOTH THE FUCK OUT RIGHT NOW. YOU HAVE REACHED THE BAD END OF THIS CONVERSATION.

TG: you think thatd be heroic or just

CG: IF I WAS STILL GHOSTING AROUND THE RUINS OF SGRUB'S ARCANE FRIGGIN GAME SYSTEMS, THE COMPLETE LACK OF SHIT AFOOT NOWADAYS WOULD BORE ME TO DEATH.

CG: LIKE. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME OUR THERMAL HULL LEVELLED UP, DAVE?

TG: hah

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TG: but uh

TG: i mean we had aspirin on earth

CG: NO, NUMBNUBS.

CG: I'M SAYING YOU ARE MY ASPIRIN.

TG: oh

CG: YEAH, TAKE THAT TO THE BANK AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR 20-KARAT ASS.

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TG: heh

TG: well get this

TG: i will literally talk at you forever for free

TG: you got lifetime priority seating for the davealogues

TG: never gotta go to the drugstore again you can just get doped up on my dulcet tones for the rest of time

TG: take that and some of this

TG: im packin punches

CG: OW, FUCK! NO! MY MIGRAINES!

CG: SWEEPS OF VEINCLOTTING AND NERVEFRAYING DOWN THE FUCKING GAPER. BECAUSE OF YOU.

CG: YOU ASSHOLE, THIS IS THE WORST THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO ME.

CG: AND YOU'RE LAUGHING.

TG: chuckle up it only gets worse from here

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CG: BE HONEST WITH ME. DID FONDLING MY SHIRT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET EVEN DO ANYTHING?

TG: barely but yknow sometimes you just gotta deal the cards youre given

TG: ill just be astigmatic for a while its cool

CG: PFF… OKAY MAN.

[phagodyke]

completed the game btw 👍

laptop crashed on me trying to open elden ring the final straw 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[nikki-is-a-nerd]

Karma is my Boyfriend

Synopsis:

You may not have any plans on exacting revenge to those who've wronged you, but when karma hits them it's no mystical thing, It's just your boyfriend who remembers everything.

Note: NO CURSE AU, Gojo x AFAB!reader, Freelancer!Gojo x College student! Reader

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College isn't as easy going as your parents told you, neither was it your most memorable time. It was school, and like all things it had its ups and downs. For a person studying Clinical Psychology, you found that learning to read people and constantly being surrounded by them, wasn't a good mix. Yes, you have bullies, though you are annoyed by their actions your rational mind knows that the only reason they pick on you is because they either feel powerless towards the adult figures in their life or they point out your flaws that they too see in themselves in hopes of transferring their insecurities. Pitiful actions really. Satoru believed you were a saint because of it. How could you, an angel (in his very humble and true opinion, as he once so kindly exclaimed) be so understanding to the slimy, filth of the earth kind of people. Good question.

"Look at her, how can her boyfriend stand to look at her face all day? She looks like a corpse reanimated." A voice cackled.

"I'm surprised you even know what that word means. Let me guess, it was the word for the day?" You said off handedly.

Her friends or posse, glared at you. Like you cared. They snickered to themselves as you suddenly felt a warm liquid cascade down your body.

"Oops, now you look exactly like you should." Their leader laughs, a shrill sound really.

You didn't really care but this was a very expensive sweater that Satoru bought you with his first paycheck for one of his gigs. You sighed, sure he would say something along the lines of 'its alright, I can buy you fifteen more of those' or 'that sweater was so last season, now I can buy you something new' but this was your favorite. You wordlessly took off your now ruined sweater and walked away. A ruined sweater wasn't worth getting called to the dean's office.

Now Satoru was a lot of things, model, gamer, streamer, dance choreographer, substitute teacher for a high school (you don't really get how he keeps getting that), and in his words your loving rich boyfriend. But what you didn't know is that he's petty and vengeful to a fault. He believes that if you wouldn't do it, might as well he does because you are too empathetic for your own good (thank God you were studying to be a therapist). Now you may not tell Satoru about the bullies but Suguru does. You didn't know that Suguru was in the same university taking his Master's degree in business, and coincidentally just taking a video of the entire exchange to send to your lovely boyfriend. Yes, weird but in Satoru's defense his friends like you more than they like him (he's not entirely wrong).

Satoru received a message from Suguru, minutes after you walked away from your bullies. This day was his Streaming day, so mid stream his fans would say that it was the first time they've seen him frown. He kindly apologized to his fans and ended the stream early that day. He knew you weren't one to complain, or to tell him what happened. So he wordlessly shops online to get you a better and cheap (in his opinion cheap means something your bullies can't afford even if they used their daddies black card) sweater that you were sure to love.

"Toru I'm home." he hears your voice call out.

He smooths out his features, and smiles when he sees you enter your shared room. He also takes note that you probably used the university shower since you're wearing a different blouse and cardigan (both bought by him on your twenty-first birthday).

"Sweetie! Your home!" He lunges at you, long limbs and all.

"Toru, you're heavy and tall!" You whined.

"You left me all alone here in our home and when I show you how much I miss you, you complain." He sulks in a corner, making you laugh lightly.

"Not what I meant and I had to go to school." You reasoned.

"Take me with you." He whined even more, somehow reminding you of a kicked puppy.

"Tried that and do you remember what happened?" You asked.

"Not really, I just knew that I was ripped away from my darling baby!" He exclaimed as he walked towards the bed and flopped on it.

You shook your head as you opted to cuddle close to your boyfriend. You were exhausted, mentally, emotionally and physically. Satoru was more than happy to provide you comfort. As you slept, he checked out the people in the video that Suguru sent him. He remembers their faces, their leader, he remembers is also a model for the same brand he models with. She would brag about getting the job because of her father. He was close friends with the brand owner, after all she was his senior.

"Mei-mei, remember that one really annoying model of yours?" He messaged.

"Yeah, what about her?" She replied.

"Can you just terminate her contract and fire her?" He asked.

"Sure. I'd let Utahime deal with the rest. Plus she barely does shit. I didn't even hire her, I specifically said no, and her god father who works in the stupid casting still got her. Fired him too. But why do you want her gone?" She texted back.

"Bullied my girlfriend." Was all he replied. Mei-mei only sent him a thumbs up. Next were her friends, which was way easier. They were rich kids, just staying in the school because their parents were paying for them to be there, even with all the violations they had. Did it help that he was from a distinguished family and that Suguru was willing to play a part as well? Yes. Suguru's family and his family all petitioned for all four of your bullies to be expelled from the University and any of its sister schools, they complained that scandals like these were not worth protecting.

When you went to uni next week, you were surprised to see all four of your bullies having their things and themselves removed from the premises. You eyed them curiously and went about your day. You thought that maybe they were found doing something they shouldn't but they were rich, don't rich people buy their way out of their problems? Nonetheless you were kind of glad.

When you returned home, you found Satoru cooking in the kitchen. He's been proud of his skill as well after he took some classes since he felt bad having to make you cook dinner after your uni and your part time job.

"Welcome back? How was your day?" Satoru asked.

"Work was fine, the cafe was packed today. School was also fine. Saw some people get escorted out of uni." You said.

"Ooh, tell me all about it." He said as if he wasn't the reason.

"Well, the ones who were escorted out were notorious bullies. I mean who remains a bully well into college? Like what fucked up psyche must you have to do that? But they were also my bullies so a part of me was glad." You said the last part softly.

"Did you say they were bullying you? Baby you should've told me. I would've given them a piece of my mind." He cooed. He should really get an award for how well he's acting right now.

"Yeah but it's nothing." You said as you clung to him.

"Well at least they won't bother you anymore." He said truthfully.

"Yeah. Karma really got them in the end." You said as you looked up at him with a small grin.

"Yeah, I told you so, Miss Taylor Swift is correct." He said playfully.

"Now let's eat dinner and watch the really cute anime we found." He added as he sat you down.

Yes, karma really got them in the end but just like what Taylor Swift also sang about. Karma is your Boyfriend, and he truly will do anything to keep you happy. Even if he seems petty.

[cosmicdream222]

sorry to be morbid again but do you think we can manifest passing away early? im honestly past the point of wanting to exist and just want to get over this thing that im supposed to be a successful person but im not so idrc if i do or dont live

so many ppl on tarot related blogs ask about their fs but if we dont meet them does it matter and would they just move on with their life? like i think u have to have ur life put together but its genuinely so hard to do these days so i hope my fs wont be sad at all when i die cause i wouldnt be able to make tnem truly happy anyway cause im not happy myself with how things have been

ideally i wouldve done something in a sport or music but that ship sailed long ago and now im so stuck but id hate to be reliant on someone else and i shouldve moved out into my own place but housing is ridiculously expensive where im from and taxes dont help anyone. it takes years and years to pick up a talent so i have wasted those years and ik im just going to struggle to get past 50 if i were to have my own place bc minimum wage jobs suck arse and i dont want to be doinng something lame not that its lame for others to do it, its just not what i wanted to have done at all

you cant even get a degree without needing to fork out hundreds and thousands so yeah none of its easy and sure you can try subliminals but lets face it the systemn we are in is fucked up big time so rn i cant even bother with daydream about how it could have been or the what ifs i had done smth differently or if i had any talent but then theres still the, im too old and too foreign to do any sort of music as most successful groups nowadays are korean and even if i tried to do what they did it would probs end up killing me some way or other

its just either about having to be wealthy or having some type of talent both of which id fail at anyway as i shouldve done it years ago like a normal person who goes from being so so at something to being great at something.

i truly think i was born in wrong generation or i just shouldnt have been born at all then i wouldnt have to fret constantly abt these types of things. i think if the government genuinely sorted shit out for once and helped society ppl would be happier to work for less but im not happy at all with the current state of things. i feel guilty for existing and i hate it sm like god just let me end my life pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee there is nothing worthwhile in store, ik we could try shifting subliminals but have those genuinely worked? like u exit this reality and straight into the one you wanted originally? but then i might as well just pass away cause id have to know what i want in another reality

My dude, take a deep breath. You’ve ranted about all this same exact stuff a bunch of times now and I’m just gonna repeat the same thing I said to you last time:

All of that stuff you mentioned about your current reality is an illusion. Time is an illusion. It does not matter what you’ve done in the past. The economy does not matter. Your present circumstances do not matter.

I’ll add to that: Whatever some tarot reader or TikTok psychic says definitely does not matter. Idk what fs means but I’m guessing something like a twin flame and that is especially 1000% bullshit.

The spiritual community has created an incredible amount of false narratives to make excuses and blame outside forces for why things aren’t going their way. None of it is real. Seriously forget everything you learned about fate, karma, astrology, or anything else that’s saying something else is in control. Reality is an illusion. YOU are in control.

You don’t have to identify with any old bullshit anymore. Stop repeating the old story and think about what you do want. You can have literally ANYTHING! You say you don’t know what you want, ok, but you know what you don’t want, right?

I don’t want to work -> I want to live in a reality where I don’t have to work.

There, you just figured out something you want! It’s that simple.

I totally agree that this society is a horrific shitshow and I don’t want to be aware of it anymore either. But it’s just one version of reality available. It’s not the only reality and it’s not the original reality. You don’t have to be aware of it anymore if you don’t want to be.

You also don’t have to involve death at all. There’s a lot of misconception in the shifting world which has lead to concepts like “permashifting” and “respawning”, but those just all assume this current reality is the original one. It’s not.

Have you watched The Matrix? It’s really more like a documentary than science fiction lol. Just like in the movie, we are being tricked by a simulated virtual reality, controlled by a society that’s using us for our energy. Just think of reality as an escape room. We’re escaping the Matrix. Once you figure out how to leave, you don’t ever have to go back. There are infinite realities available to you, and none are more real or right or original than any others. Remember, death is not an ultimate, nor does it exist in all realities.

I am scripting a utopian reality with my best friend where there is no death, aging, or illness. Everyone is a master manifestor so they always get whatever they want. Nobody has to work and there isn’t even a need for money because we can manifest anything instantly. We can just relax and get massages all day. Everyone lives in peace and harmony and abundance. Animals are treated as equals to humans, we can all communicate with each other, and we can all fly and teleport. Because why the f not? 🤷🏻‍♀️😂

And if you really don’t want to exist (I’m guessing that other ask from a couple weeks ago is you too lol) you don’t have to exist in this reality, or any other. Removing your awareness from all physical reality is known as entering the void. You exist there as pure consciousness, and you can stay there as long as you like. It is you as your highest self. There’s nothing negative about it.

As for the whole subliminal thing, shifting subliminals are just one method. Shifting = manifesting = deciding what you want and experiencing it. It’s something we are always doing and is available to all of us. You don’t need any methods to shift besides intention. We just use methods to convince/calm the annoying human brain that is programmed with society’s limits.

[serendertothesquad]

Seren's Studies: Odd Squad UK -- "Oddtober the Thirteenth" Episode Followup, Part 2

It Takes Oddtober to Make the Thirteenth Go Right...or something. Mashing up titles is hard.

Let's continue below the break!

Oh God, these three villains' streaming recommendations must be off the fucking charts.

"She needs a hobby," says the man who wants to go sightseeing across the country in the span of a day and is probably so anti-streaming it hurts.

*claps four times* THASS' IT. THASS' TH' BITCH. THERE IT IS. WE GET A WHOLE GROUP OF SLEEP RIGHT HERE. THE WHOLE 'FECTA. THE WHOLE FIVE-FECTA.

Ahhhh Omar...keep playin' your classic one-hit wonder. At this rate if there's a Season 2/Season 5 and they bring him back we'll get a UK version of "In Your Dreams" and oh God I just made myself sick even thinking about that.

Cinema etiquette, this girl does not have.

I can't exactly say that this is a movie that was cobbled together in the span of a few minutes, because that's horseshit...but this is a movie not even Netflix would have in its own bargain bin.

*low groan through gritted teeth*

I kinda knew this was coming, but they had a chance to do a lobotomy on Opie while she was snoring away just before.

Ha...aha...heh...THAT'S WHERE THIS CLIP COMES FROM?????

God, my guess was way the fuck off.

Captain O has a chance to do the funniest thing, but she won't, because this episode won't go that far and she's not as fueled by anger as Oprah was.

This stupidity is crazy irritating, and I hate it, and it kills any momentum I would have had for this rip of an episode.

"Should we be in here?"

"Yes! No. No wait, yes! We're main characters, remember?"

"Oh...right."

draws the line at safety clothing

but...not at framed chessboards

You fucking hypocrite.

No, seriously, what stick up her ass does Orli have in this episode that she's going after every villain's jugulars for their likes? Not even Olympia, Otis and Oprah did that! I mean...they thought the ambassadors' likes were weird, but...they didn't outright insult them.

Omar, stop writing self-aware shit and just stick to your cry-for-help sleeping schtick. There are better ways to write Orli as being self-aware.

*long long sigh*

No, Omar, giving Opie karma by way of taking away her picnic blanket and using it as a gift is not viable either. She needs much bigger karma than that.

I see Orli's been hanging around Onom long enough to know The Art of the Lung-Bursting Gasp.

*deep inhale*

I just...fuck's sake, Opie, just say yes. Better yet, Ozzie, snatch it from her damn hands and book it.

Once again, lemme reiterate: they could just as easily lie and say they hate it.

But of course now is the end of the episode, so that's...not really possible. Gotta wrap shit up somehow.

Okay, this bit isn't funny. It was never funny. Repeating it over and over doesn't make it funny.

Yeeeeeah, happy Oddtober the Thirteenth!

Now go watch the original Oddtober episodes from 2015 and actually enjoy yourselves with much better content.

And your credits for this episode. I actually got Fluorescent Florie's name right, which I definitely wasn't expecting.

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Overall...yeah...you can kinda see where this is going, huh? Blah blah "It Takes Goo" rip, blah blah it did this far better. To be fair, though, that episode did it first and did it far better. No stupidity that sends me into a blinding-white-hot rage, we actually get a little bit of lore, and we get an Oprah laugh that is so pure and innocent I can't help but smile. Oh yeah, and the whole...goo thing at the end...the innuendo...yeah. There's no innuendos found here, just the tainting of a punny name that was already used for something better 9 years ago and a complete and utter rip of a better episode that's one of the most blatant rips of the entire season. Like, "The B Team" levels of rip. And I hated my father "The B Team".

Load it into the cannon, fire it into the sun, and I'll see y'all for "Agent Overhill's Last Day" in (hopefully) a few days. Villain X be damned, I don't think I'll enjoy that one either.

Seren out!

[wave2love]

✧ my lovely love 𖥔˙̣

07. the talk

IN WHICH, choi y/n after finally landing a job after many many interviews finds out his new boss is the boy that broke his heart many years ago in highschool. can the two become friends again and maybe more or will it once again end in tragedy with y/n crying on the floor of his room for days left to pick up the pieces of his once again broken heart.

⌗ warningz — angst probably idk :: wc — 620

⌗ lowercase intended

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"hey y/n, can we talk?" its jay.

oh. jay. i really don't wanna talk with him. but i guess i have to man up and live my life. i turn towards him, "yes mr. park? what would you like to talk about?" he looks a bit surprised for whatever reason. "could you follow me into my office so we can speak privately?" i nod and follow him into his office, people are staring. jay locks the door as we enter the office. he looks a bit scared. his face reminds me of the one he had that day.

i don't know what to do here. why did he want to talk. we stare at eachother for a moment, "y/n.." he hesitates for a second and just stares at me, "do you wanna take a seat?" he pulls out a chair for me. "..okay" i sit down. all i can do is stare. he's still so pretty. i should hate him. he broke my heart. why does my heart ache seeing him? "y/n" he starts, "i'm sorry." "for what?" i want him to say it. admit what you did to my face. tell me you know what you did to me. he looks taken aback. "for everything. i know i hurt you all those years ago. i know i was stupid and i know how much i hurt you." i can hear his voice tremble a bit. my eyes start to gloss over and i think i'm about to cry. i really don't want to cry in front of him. "oh." is all i can get out without sobbing and suddenly i feel a tear drop slide down my face. before i know it i'm crying. jay apologizes a few more times i can hear the struggle in his voice. it's like every memory of us floods back to me.

jay takes a deep breath in and speaks again, "i know we haven't spoken since that day but i promise i didn't want any of that to happen." "why did you do it then? we were good together, we could've made it work." he opens his mouth as to speak but he immediately stops. he opens his mouth to speak again and this time as he talks he makes the slightest bit of sense to me, "y/n, i really wanted to please believe me. i just couldn't stay with you because my parents moved me away because of you. there hasn't been a single day since then i haven't thought about you, please forgive me." he sounds like he's about to cry. "jay.." i don't know what to say to him. there wasn't one day since then where i haven't thought about him.

"there hasn't been a day since where i haven't thought about you. i don't know if i have it in me right now to forgive you." my voice cracks and i can see tears coming from his eyes. he makes it so hard. i look down at my hands, i can't look at him. "i want to forgive you jay i really do, and now we have to work with each other and i get that it would be easier if i could just get over it but what you did and what we were made an impact on me." "i.. understand. i'm sorry again. do you think we could take it one step at a time? become friends again? please y/n. i'll do anything." i can hear the pain in his voice. "okay. let's start over, become friends again. just.. don't bring this up again, okay?" he looks at me with glossy eyes and an appreciative smile on his face, "of course. anything for you."

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⌗ karma’s corner ᵎᵎ i wanted this to be really sad but it didn't feel sad to me so idk. but like wtv! this one kinda sucked icl. hope u guys enjoyed tho lol

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[tenjikusstuff]

Okay so I was thinking about a fic for Kazufuyu. Majorly angst!

Practically. Bloody Halloween happened but without the presence of Chifuyu.

Therefore, Baji stabbed himself but rumours went around saying that another guy killed him.

Chifuyu, as soon as he got the news of Baji's death, got heavily depressed and stayed locked in his room bearly eating for months.

Toman, in all that, took its bad path, especially after going under the so-called Kisaki's hand.

Chifuyu stop seeing anyone that was from Toman deciding to move on. And at the age of 24 he opted to open a pet shop, to avenge his lover, Baji.

One day a guy with brown and stripted blonde hair entred the shop looking for a job.

Chifuyu, being alone offered him the job pretty sweetly.

Chifuyu liked Kazutora very much, he surely belived that so would have thought Baji. The probably would have got along.

Unfortunately for them, Hanma had to come to their store. Not looking for a pet or anything related. Rather, he eas there to finish off every past Toman member.

"Leave Kazutora out of this! If Mikey is searching for someone, that's me!"

"Mh? you sure? I'm pretty sure that the only true menece between you two, would be in fact Kazutora. One of the Toman founding members"

There both of them stayed stunned. Kazutora was a Toman member? Not a normal member at that, A FOUNDING ONE?

He looked at Kazutora just to see him staring with hatred towards Hanma whom had a gun pointed at him.

"Chifuyu, after seeing how clearly you were in love with Baji. I would have never guessed that you would be chasing his murderer"

That's when Chifuyu felt his heart shatter and at the same time Hanma shot at Kazutora's shoulder.

Chifuyu's breathing got havier and his view got darker. He tried to reach for Kazutora who was on the floor near a little table on the corner of the room.

With a shaky breath he asked "W...what do you mean? Kazutora you, how?"

Kazutora on the other hand looked lost jn his thoughts, thinking about how cruel could fate be? Was this some sort of joke? Or rather, a weird outcome of Karma? A punishment for all his wrong doings?

But why now? Now that everything started to shine with just his smile? His encouragements words? His mere presence was enough for him to want to live. Live fot someone, that was a feeling that he quite forgot for a couple of years. He would always be at the edge of the building ready to close his eyes and just let go once for all. But them, right when he was ready to be surrounded by nothing but air, he would see those dark eyes, that bloodied smile that kept him going.

"I-i don't know" murmured the poor boy while holding tight his shoulder in pain.

That's when a second shot was heard and right there an than Kazutora's unconscious body fell lip on the cold pavement.

A broken cry was let out by Chifuyu who lost once again his lover. But this time, he saw it.

He saw how Kazutora's eyes were full of guilt, desperate to hold someone close to them. And he saw how they suddenly lost all the shine that was left.

Chifuyu really did hope to have some more time, he had so many things to tell himx whisper him so many uncountable things that yesterday wouldn't have been that important. But now, right now he wished to go back in time.

*bang*

One last shot that signed the end of what seemed to be a long nightmare.

[shummashum]

Klaus Goldstein Happy Ending [1~6]

Previously on Ch14! Klaus, who had pushed the death flag to its limit, ended up receiving a karma beam and was on the brink of death! What will be his fate, and what path lies ahead for his beloved one?

come to think of it, is this guy's life or death determined by the ending? he became dead in unhappy ending? heh……

ten? that's roughly the same times he stacked the flag one flag corresponds one arrow, it's fair and square

so roughly he's in a coma… well this is a happy ending, so he'll wake up in the end then what's the difference between normal and unhappy perhaps his heart stops after all in the unhappy ending, and she moves forward by holding on to only a glimmer of hope in the normal ending

uh… but well for those who remain, he might be better to die because if he dies, they can let go if the ambiguous state of neither death nor life continues, their mind and body become exhausted in the end and that's… from a side view, it looks like they're struggling to walk down an endless thorny path

well from Thana's point of view, Klaus is probably a presumptuously and overly self-conscious pawn fuck they won't treat the case as an industrial accident I knew it

And Remb delivered the very nice-to-hear news that the Ministry wanted S6 comrades to continue the investigation.

no you guys do that you guys do that with your own power you won't even give them a penny tell the Ministry fuck off!!

I don't think they're helpful enough though they're just free riding right now

Anyway, Al asked Remb to tell the Ministry that they would continue the investigation in exchange for their help. Meanwhile…

oh… her sanity is remarkablely low

aha so she's now thinking that the one her love is no different from being dead she doesn't try anything, she just makes herself fall in despair without hesitation

yeah it's your fault you should've reacted more faster it should've been you who got hit by the arrow, as the wizardess intended

does it make you feel more at ease after hearing these words? if it were me, I would choose to try anything, since what happened can't be undone anyway besides he's not completely dead yet no matter how weak it may be, there is still a destination to hold on to and move forward it's not too late to despair after he is really dead, isn't it

Just then, Cae came into the room.

it's not easy at all to comfort someone who's that depressed I kinda feel sorry for him~?

handling leftovers… okay okay you love and care about the environment (sighsigh)

still, it's not like everyone has no bond at all it's great to see our S6 comrades caring about her like this I hope this bond won't be broken no matter which route I watch late yeah Cae I'm saying this because of you I smell sus

Just then, Al showed up, informing them about the deal with the Ministry.

but they won't even treat it as an industrial accident, are they of any use that skull should be used as an ingredient in bone soup, that's how it becomes most useful

Anyway the baton was passed, and this time Al entered the room.

oh well we have an expert on this, there's an invention freak over there that start with S bring him if we can't contact him, then there's a goddamn asshole over there that starts with A bring him guess we need to bring in someone who has experienced loss to make her regain her sanity

Then Al moved closer and placed something in her hand.

uh that's… that one of his journal mentioned about a photo thing

right right this was it

yeah him he's an expert in this field holding onto a fragile hope, you know

that process is all possible digitally these days mmph mmmph

Well Klaus took a picture of her without saying anything, and…

ドS moment but it's been a very long time since I see those clothes Prefect's clothes were like that in old days I was quite confused when I first saw S6 comrades fr fr

"you should cry here" moment

well but Al spoke very well perhaps Al is also an expert in this field? perhaps he'd also experienced that kind of loss like Serge and Az?? or not

good cry like that and after you calm down, we move on again stagger forward! because man errs as long as he strives

So Liz regained her mind and lowered her head to listen to his heartbeat, determined to find a way to wake him up.

eh

erm

oh no the world of image again

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Started: “I can say anti-Semitic s—- and Adidas cannot drop me,” said Ye (his legal name now) on the Drink Champs podcast earlier this month. Ye had worked with Adidas since 2013 on his Yeezy line of super expensive, super popular sneakers, and thought he was untouchable like most overpaid, over-indulged “artists.”

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“Immediately” in adidas-speak translates to “a couple of weeks of silence after we originally said we’d review our relationship with Kanye because we had a whole lot of money numbers to crunch.” Karma comes in various guises, and she often travels with her equally stealthy pal, schadenfreude. What you put out there WILL come back to you, even if it does take adidas a full nineteen days to make it happen.

It’s been reported that adidas got an estimated 4% to 8% of its sales from Yeezy products, according to investment bank Cowen. For Ye, it was an even bigger deal, accounting for $1.5 billion of his net worth. But I mean, what’s a Jewish life worth to a sneaker company founded by anti-Semites?

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Former Ralph Lauren model Hope Hicks, who served as Donald Trump’s communications director, was meeting with the January 6th House Select Committee, CNN reported Tuesday morning. NBC also confirmed the meeting, although the panel hasn’t yet released a statement regarding her cooperation.

Hicks, who was one of Trump’s closest confidantes in his White House, previously refused to answer questions about working for Trump when she testified before lawmakers behind closed doors in 2019.

New: Hope Hicks, a former top Trump White House aide, is scheduled to sit for a transcribed interview with the House Jan. 6 committee today, per person familiar — Luke Broadwater☀️ (@lukebroadwater) October 25, 2022

Hicks, a personal favorite of Trump’s, served in multiple senior roles in Trump’s White House for most of his lone term but left the White House six days after the January 6th insurrection. She had previously served as White House communications director as well as director of strategic communications. Prior to her roles at the White House, Hicks worked for Trump’s presidential campaign, the Trump Organization, and Ivanka Trump’s fashion brand.

Trump blamed the military and law enforcement for giving Hope Hicks covid pic.twitter.com/LxPkRZskQA — MeidasTouch (@MeidasTouch) October 2, 2020

Throughout its investigation, the January 6th Committee conducted interviews with numerous key Trump officials and cronies such as former Attorney General Bill Barr, former Chief of Staff aide Cassidy Hutchinson, and Virginia “Ginni” Thomas, wife of Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas. The Justice Department, which is in the middle of its own January 6th investigation, has also sought the cooperation of Trump aide Kash Patel and Trump’s former “Diet Coke” valet, Walt Nauta.

If you missed it, I wrote a short Thread about Walt Nauta the Diet Coke Man of Trump and Kash Patel. What is this 'news' about them being squeezed? That story is obvious SPIN. Do not fall for spin. We have seen this movie too many times… https://t.co/eRldHaxnTe — Tomi T Ahonen Standing With Ukraine (@tomiahonen) October 25, 2022

Trump and his legal team have yet to announce whether he will cooperate with the January 6th Committee’s subpoena, with the Dhillon Law Group set to mediate his interactions with the committee. Meanwhile, the panel has cited precedents to argue it has the authority to subpoena Trump, and Vice Chair Rep. Liz Cheney (R-WY) has already said the Committee is prepared if Trump refuses to comply.

.@CheriJacobus .@glennkirschner2.@B52Malmet .@JudyPete.@BadBradRSR .@jennycohn1 When asked if she thought Trump would honor the 1/6 Committee subpoena, Nancy Pelosi's response, 'He's not man enough." pic.twitter.com/5FXMY4zn8x — ChattJazz 🇺🇦 ☮️ 🌻 (@ChattJazz) October 24, 2022

Other witnesses such as Steve Bannon and Peter Navarro who have defied committee subpoena demands have faced contempt of Congress charges.

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[kafkaoftherubble]

啊。是这样吗？就不过如此？

We picked a bad time to grapple with this bunch of thoughts, huh?

I kinda wished we could get some consolation from it. It's... what we thought saying it aloud could bring. We had been hoping for some relief or words assurance, no matter how repetitive.

But... it happened at a bad time. So we ended up looking like someone who couldn't read the room and getting in other people's more important agenda.

Granted, we first brought it up before this unfortunate event a day or so ago, but it wasn't addressed. Felt as if it was dismissed. Wondered if it was just a repulsive topic.

Even after then, bringing it up elicited the same absence of attention or response. Asked if it was annoying and received an answer that sounded worse than that. It seemed to bear no significance at all. Didn't even matter enough to arouse any feeling.

What I get from your answer is that: it was trivial.

I mean, I know it's because of the bad timing. Something far more depressingin your life is happening right now. I think it's more important, too. Far more dire than our admittedly longstanding issue. I don't even think it's wrong to see our thoughts as trivial compared to what's happening to you.

But...

It's just a bit tough to swallow this little episode all alone. The crux of it is concerning the invisibility/inferiority complex issue, and so to have this thought dismissed... can feel like a confirmation.

But again, it's bad timing. Now's not the time for anyone to engage in your melodramatic, unsolvable self-esteem issue. Yours can wait... indefinitely. Someone important to me is suffering a lot more and going through a really tough time. It's weighing a lot on me, so please, I don't have any remaining emotional capacity or energy for your problem.

Which... I agree. It's very reasonable. It's gotta be overwhelming to you. I also think what we're grappling with is very troublesome.

I am quite troublesome, aren't I? I wish I could discard our issue completely and focus on yours. I'm genuinely concerned about what you're going through and sincerely want to help in any way possible.

Unfortunately, all those intentions don't mean our thoughts have gone away. I just don't wanna bring it up in light of this seismic event, because it's neither helpful nor in anyone's interest.

Don't feel indignant if you happen to read this post, though. My diary is far away, and I'm on Atom trying to finish that After God essay. This garden is the closest place I have within reach as an outlet that will bother no one. Since it's unimportant to you right now, I express my feelings here where you were never obligated to see, ya know? Since it's not an issue of significance, then I'll tell it only to ourselves in the future and bury it here. I'm hoping it helps us be less haunted by it, so we can focus more on the distressful event happening to you right now.

It's just bad timing. And honestly? When you think about it... it really doesn't matter. It only seems important, and is capable of being painful or upsetting, because it's happening to me. On its own, objectively, it is trivial.

Addendum: Ha. So that little cursed day has now stretched out to be a rather cursed week, huh? I hope that lunch where Middle Sister and Mom and all are supposed to eat together won't turn horrible. I hope the next few Lyns have fortitude. This is it. We practiced a lot to be better at weathering through things like these, yea? Cheer up! Being invisible for this whole week until That Day is rather on-point for a ghost, innit? Hell, we were shadowbanned last year around this time too. Guess it's just a feature Karma-kun will always implement, ahhaha!

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chapter 2 so they think im cringe. i will never be able to see my friends bc i will be able to leve canada onlt after 4 years bc of this stupid and random biometrics shit and i had only chance of meeting them this summer but now its all pointless bc of a random canada government decision. i want to pee so bad and this stupid american bitch is washing her ass for 2348493 hours with stupid pop childish music in the background gosh. i lost 700 dollars recently idk where or how i genuanly dont know its prob my roommate but im not sure so basically yeah and im reallt sensitive about losing money so yesterday was a fun day to me. my stupid mind is doing some crazy shit and tries to convince me to believe in karma or god idk basically its if i will think that everything will be bad then everything will be good but i should genuanly believe it all will be bad and i just go back n forth with this idea always going on on my minds. i have a couple of different templates of how this world from my mind' perspective works but im too tired to think ab it. ig every time i think that its just what it is its just how wolrd is and nobody is giving me a happy time after all of this is over as my mind always tries to constantly tell me i guess its just too painful for me. i want to believe that i will be happy in a short time. i want too. but every day i wake up and some awful shit happens to me. its awful to be extraverted and i dont have friends here. i hate this fucking bitch PLEASE leve i want to use toilet wtf is wrong with u. pleeeeaseee im all sweaty npw bc of how i want to pee. i noticed that they wash themselves so rarely here. idk why my roommate smells just awful and she is 22 and she never washes herself so at night when i have troubles sleeping i also need to smell her beatiful aromas and im gonna be silent ab her mouth like she never washes her teeth how can u have so many man and smell so awful and be so nasty. anyways i dont reallt know what to do? i lost my motivation to even live( but not to eatt i will never lose it i have ed) i just dont want to do anything to see anything to feel anything i just want to die and be reborn. i dont believe in reincarnation but being able to not feel anything is better than living how i live now. i never cry but i cry here really often. like a couple of times per weak? i never cry literally never. that bc my coping mechanism is trying to find a decision and i will fucking find this decision even if im gonna die but rn there is no decision there is nothing there is just finnish studying than good luck to being lucky for finding a place to live and a job and if u wont find a placce to stay u will have to sleep on a bed with a roommate who washes herself once per weak and stole ur only money. and even now my mind is trying to say to me that i will be fine and the situation will be better! but fuck u it wont be better and i know it because there is no fucking hope left here there is literallt nothing left no fucking move will make it better NOTHING will make it better. im a fucking psychology major wtf is wrong with me. i just cant believe how cruel the life is and how awful it is and how i just couldnt ever think it could get that bad. its just all of my failures they are so random and its not even my fault in any of those! and as i told u my mind again tries justify everything that is happening to me like no just think ab it!! no way it can be this awful right? no way this all could happen to u just like this and without a happy ending! yes it can and yes it happened and im tired of expecting something good to happen to me i just want to die pls why do i have parennts it would be so much easier. i would love to leave this hell and so study to europe but we already spent SO much money on only this first semester so i cant even imagine how can i justify going back home in my head, in front of my relatives. i hate myself

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Entry 35

6/12/2023 00:15 Why the hell did i think it would be different. why would we go back to talking regularly after she ghosts me for almost 2 weeks i wish i could just move on, but i neither want to nor can find someone else, i browsed through fetlife and stuff and tried messaging some poeple yesterday but no luck there either… one of the scammers from telegram posted a story about needing a 'favor' and theyll dominate for free… the favor is most likely asking to borrow an account for posting on reddit because of karma requirements because shes posted another story asking that… asking about the favor seems really tempting for some reason, i dont know why im interested in someone that charges and is dishonest, probably because of despair, you know i dont even know why im being anonymous about her its @goddessclaire8 if someone shares this telegram accoung a) she charges and b) is dishonest. you know what fuck it im just gonna ask her to see if thats what she wants.

tomorrow im gonna have test, which means i should stop writing and maybe go over some stuff, but who has the mental capacity for that amirite… im really getting sick of some stuff at college, too many teacher just expecting you to know not explained stuff, but everyone somehow already knows it, maybe theyre not lazy fucks and actually look up relevant stuff and you know learn outside the classroom which i dont really do.

ive been talking to some people online but i still feel really lonely, i dont know if i just want deeper connection or just physical touch, i dont know wtf i want anymore…

dad kind of demanded i go to a therapist but i refused… honestly i dont even know why i did it, maybe a bit of a mix between thinking they wont be useful and they'll share stuff with my parents which means i wont be able to completely open up, tbh i dont want to completely open up to them either, not gonna share that im desperate sub and that im touch starved and stuff, i guess i could keep it to myself and its not like id impact the effectiveness of therapy but who cares stubborn brain wont let me get help, all i need is touch and gf and im fixed, classic solution.

also the discord thing didnt really work out, havent talked there, cant do it. also kinda sucks that most people dont really talk back, its hard to be the one that always starts talking, and ive only kept contact with 2-3 people, some didnt even reply to my heys anymore so i guess i was just too boring as usual. damn just remembered theres someone that would always start and we havent talked in a bit should text him tomorrow. And i guess i should just go to sleep, not being eepy is proabbly gonna do more good than looking at some stuff in a hurry.

maybe J will text me on sunday again… that seems to be the day shes usually free… maybe ill get that video call… i also had to wait a fair bit to talk with D so… i just have to be patient… again… like ive been… for a month……���. itll be worth it in the end………………………… i hope

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What @dduane calls The Not-Screaming Thing has probably done my Karma rating some good.

It helps to have been on the other end a few times during a school-summer-holiday job, even though that was back in the 1970s before real I-want-to-see-the-manager Customer Entitlement made itself felt.

And in at least two instances - maybe good luck, maybe a dividend from all that Karma - The Not-Screaming Thing has reaped real benefits.

Bear with me, now.

*****

Back when I was thinking about my first smartphone. I took a fancy to the HTC Desire. DD had been using one for about six months, had nothing but praise for it and - convenient! - they were on offer at a discount from my cell provider.

So I called to order one and - despite the on-offer ad still being loudly front-page on the provider website - they were completely out of stock.

I didn't scream, complain, or tear strips off the sales agent because the ad was still up when it should have been down, I just said "Oh well, better luck next time. Bye..."

That's when the agent said, "Could I put you on hold for a minute?" and, after a few more minutes, came back.

Agent: "Listen, we've just got an initial batch of the new HTC Desire HD. They won't be officially available until next week, but my supervisor says you can have one now if you want."

Me (cautiously): "How much more than the old one?"

Agent: "I'm authorised to give you the same discount offer."

Me: "What, really?"

Agent: "Yes, really."

Me: "Yes please!" (confirmation of cell account, address etc. followed. Call was about over. Then...) "Um, why did this happen?"

Agent: "We ran out of the discount phones just after lunchtime, and you're the first caller all afternoon who hasn't yelled at me as if it was my fault. Have a nice evening..."

*****

Second time was when we were having fibre broadband installed.

It was meant to go in at the end of October 2018, but - according to the Customer Service transaction log I kept, Just In Case - what with crossed wires (hah!) and other failure-to-communicate blunders at the installer end, the order was:

redirected

confused with another order

put on hold

cancelled

found to be cancelled in error

renewed

reconfirmed on 14th May 2019

finally connected on 17th May.

This suggested how fast it could have happened if everything had gone right.

Because it hadn't, we'd been spending the usual fortnightly top-up fees on an unimpressive line-of-sight cellular broadband which was all our location allowed. Its signal was slow at the best of times, and got slower to the point of stopping when it rained heavily.

We're in Ireland, guess how often that happened...

So where, despite all those top-up fees we shouldn't have needed to pay, does The Not-Screaming Thing fit in here?

Because I'd been calm and courteous every time I called for an update, and I'd been calm and courteous every time I was told about another error. I don't know how I managed that, because I was definitely simmering underneath, but it made me feel better, I'm sure it made the help-desk people feel better...

And, like the smartphone, I got an unexpected pay-off, because as I signed off after the installation, I noticed our original 150 Mbps plan was now upgraded to the 300 Mbps plan, even though the monthly charge remained that for the lower speed. The same initialled authorisation was beside each amendment and there's been no change since.

I don't know how many times we've made back that batch of surplus top-up fees, but Enough To Matter A Lot would cover it.

*****

Despite those personal experiences (which I hope don't sound like me putting on a brag about What A Nice Chap I Am because trust me, I'm sometimes not) on the whole The Not-Screaming Thing earns little more than Brownie Points and a positive deposit in the Karma Bank.

However in the real world it can make someone else's day a bit less unpleasant, and that's worth doing - even if you have to grit your teeth a bit as you do it. ;->

From my time on an IT helpdesk

I don't know what your secret number is. I have not, nor never have been able to put a number on your account.

I did not deliberately make the password reset hard to annoy you. You made it hard by not knowing anything. Like your email, or phone number.

I'm not obliged to replace your device because you screamed at me. Especially if you broke it yourself.

The burnout on high level support is intense. If your case got lost, that's because your tech had a mental break. Or you've been exploiting a senior advisor.

I'd love IT if it wasn't for customers

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[winterpower98]

This isn't really a question but I had a LMK AU idea. Macaque and Sun Wukong are mates pre JTTW. They have a kid named Sun Xiaotian (nicknamed little loquat). When Sun Wukong is sealed under the mountain and Flower Fruit Mountain is burned, Xiaotian perishes in the fire (Macaque burns alive too but survives unlike little Xiaotian). Sun Wukong has no idea. Macaque stays until he's sure Flower Fruit Mountain will survive on its own then he disappears never to be seen or heard of again. (A little scene in my head is Macaque burying Xiaotian with a mango seed to symbolise him always watching over him).

Fast forward to present day LMK, everything goes as canon except maybe Sun Wukong being more depressing and sad. At some point there is a reveal where they find out MK is the reincarnated soul of little Xiaotian. Sun Wukong doesn't really believe it because "why would the heavens allow my son to reincarnate? Wouldn't they do their best to prevent that" (I'm sure you can guess where this is going lol).

The Shadow Play scene is different because no Macaque, maybe it's the Mayor with the Shadow Lantern??

Then there is the fight with Lady Bone Demon where she reveals a secret weapon, a very large monkey-like vengeful spirit that is completely feral. As they are about to defeat it she reveals it's the soul of Macaque.

So what's happened is that Macaque went into the Underworld and make a deal with Yama. Xiaotian gets to reincarnate with good karma and Yama gets Macaque's eternal soul to be punished as he sees fit. Yama agreed and Macaque will spend the next several hundred years being forced to relive his son dying in his arms and being burnt alive. He's obviously driven mad by the experience.

Now here's where you get either a sad ending or a happy one.

Sad ending - they defeat Lady Bone Demon but Macaque is beyond repair and they either destroy his soul to end his suffering or Sun Wukong spends the rest of eternity guarding a sealed/locked away Macaque.

Happy ending- they defeat Lady Bone Demon and Macaque goes back to the underworld because LBD is no longer keeping him on the mortal plain. They go on a journey to the Underworld and retrieve Macaque's soul. They discover that he will not hurt MK which gives them hope that he can be healed. There is a scene where they accidentally destroy the Shadow Lantern which they discover had a small piece of Macaque's soul in it. So he has a bit of an anchor and they are able to bring him back. The end.

Another little tid bit-

The mango seed Macaque buried with Xiaotian grows into a massive tree, and intertwined in it's roots is a loquat tree. This image was why the AU idea didn't immediately vacate my brain once it finished lol.

Couldn't really decide on what the call the AU, I was considering calling it the Karma AU. Because Macaque and Xiaotian's suffering was karma for Sun Wukong, and then Macaque's deal was karma for Xiaotian. And the suffering of his parents was karma for Xiaotian. You get the idea.

Other character's fates are optional.

Okay I'm done, I just had to share because I love your ideas and wanted to share mine.

Peace out ✌️

That's a really angsty AU, but you know me, I love angst.

And the idea of using Mayor for the Shadow Play episode is so good because that would turn so much creepier than the canon one!

[the-witches-you-couldnt-burn]

Be you’re own hero

MGI Bracket War 2: ROUND ONE

Prompt: “Write about a hero or a villain deathly afraid of doing their job.”

This could be read as romantic or platonic

Ao3

“I guess this is karma getting back at us for trying to quit.” Ladybug’s head tilted upwards and banged against the stone wall behind her.

“There’s no such thing as karma.”

She raised an eyebrow at the hooded man. He was slouched against the wall parallel to her, his arm rested on his raised knee, that hand hung freely whilst the other spun his switchblade in between his fingers.

Marinette pushed herself off the wall, her arms rested on the floor in front of her.

“So what would you call this then?”

“A series of unfortunate events, fate, cursed, hexed, heresy, chance, destiny. Many different words that all end up meaning the same thing.” He flicked his knife up and caught it as it clicked into its sheath. “But you’re smart enough to know that.”

“Wow thanks,” Marinette sarcastically replied with an incredulous look on her face. “Was that meant to be a complement?”

“Tsk. Figure it out.”

Silence returned to their small cavern. Their only light being her yo-yo which is trapped between a boulder that’s blocking their exit.

“Soooooo. . .” Her voice trailed off before she popped her lips. “If you won’t call it karma, then what would you say this is?” She saw his head shift in her direction, it was too dark to see but his white masked eyes seemed to glow. She smirked at him, “You never answered my question.”

Robin whistled, “A coincidence.”

“How is that any different from karma? It’s just another synonym.”

“Karma is the belief that if you do good in life, you’ll get good things in return, the same goes if you’ve been bad. Life doesn’t work like that. It is merely a coincidence that we’re here.” He clicked his tongue and went back to flicking his knife.

“So in your opinion; a coincidence is karma that lacks hope that what we do in life matters.”

He froze. He didn’t expect that. Women had always confused him but this was different. What confused him even more was, that she showed exceptional skills in her heroism work

“I resign”

The room froze. All eyes turned to stare at the scarlet bug. Her wary eyes scanned the room and her shoulders were hunched, she was expecting a fight.

Superman was the first to speak up, “What?”

“I’ll train my replacement, I’ll even supervise them!” Words spewed out of her mouth at lightning speed, even the two speedsters in the room had trouble keeping up. “But I just can’t do this anymore.” She opened her yo-yo and took out her Justice League badge. She walked towards the large steel meeting table and placed it down with a click.

The room was packed to the brim with heroes, sidekicks and support. They were discussing an upcoming intergalactic mission. The blue holograms paused and the papers spread across the table fluttered in the light fan breeze.

“My lady.” She spun to her right, blue pigtails swishing behind her. Chat’s green eyes were welled with sadness, he approached her with a claw cradling his chest. “Why.”

She tensed, pursing her lips. “I just can’t do this anymore.” She walked out the sliding conference room doors. Those with supersonic hearing, heard her call for Kaalki to teleport her away from here. The miraculous team said their quiet goodbyes before following their leader, shell shocked.

“Can you believe that?” Red Robin exclaimed, “LB! Ladybug of all people is resigning from JL!” He flopped into his gaming chair that sat before the large bat computer. He reached over to sip his coffee, his hair was falling out of his man bun, making him look more of a lunatic than usual.

Red Hood whistled, agreeing that this was unexpected. The rest stayed in silence as Tim began to ramble his ‘two days of no sleep’ rant.

Dick approached Damian, already half changed out of his uniform, spandex trailing behind him. He pulled his arm out with a pop and lowered his white singlet top. “What’s your opinion little D?”

Damian clicked his tongue, brooding over dick’s choice of nickname, ‘little D’. He was now taller than Dick yet he still got called condescending names.

“Good for her.” He succinctly said.

Tim’s rambling stopped.

“Damian?” Babs asked. She turned to look at her unofficial sibling to see what they made of Damian's reaction. She found Bruce, now dressed in loungewear, at the cave’s entrance. He raised a dark eyebrow at his youngest son, prompting him to continue, but Damian didn’t.

“Damian, do we need to have a discussion about this?”

“What’s there to discuss Father? She made a choice, and that choice is to leave heroism behind her.” He jumped up off the medical stretcher he was sitting on and walked over to the eldest Wayne. He took off his cape with one arm and placed it in his father’s hands. Bruce looked down then back to Damian, his perfect poker face masked his confusion. “Heroes and villains are being seen as black and white, grey is whatever Todd is but that’s not my point. I resign as well, Father.”

The teen tried to walk past and up the stairs but his biceps was caught. “Damian. . .” Bruce paused, licking his lips. His mouth had gone dry from all the words dying in his throat. “Out of all of you I never expected—“

“Expected me to quit?” Damian cut him off, a smirk appearing amongst the scratches on his face. “You're the Greatest Detective in the World, Father.” He stressed each syllable of Batman’s title, “Have fun figuring this out.”

“What’s your favourite colour?”

“Blue.”

“Damn I had you pegged as a green guy.” Marinette chuckled, “Can I know why?”

“Tsk, who doesn’t like blue?”

She tilted her head, while his answer is correct it wasn’t his real answer; she was good at reading lies.

“True. But I asked why you liked blue.”

He clicked his tongue again. “It’s the colour of the sky.”

She smiled and settled back against her rock wall. Wiggling her body until she became comfortable, her suit kept some of the cold out but there still was discomfort.

“What’s yours?

After what felt like hours he finally was reciprocating questions back to her.

“Pink”

He clicked his tongue, “Knew it.”

Her smile scrunched up her face as she shook her head. “Of course you did, smart bird.”

She tapped her chin thinking of a new question but Robin beat her to it. “Why did you try to resign?”

“Why did you?” She teased back with a forced laugh.

“That’s classified—” he shifted, leaning towards her, arms crossed. She felt his body heat invade her personal space. “—and I asked you first.”

“I just couldn’t.”

“While that may be true, I’m asking for the reason why you resigned.”

His teasing tone went unnoticed as she drew her knees to her chest, curling up into a little ball. He had flipped her logic for the favourite colour question back onto her. “Well. . .” She broke away from her far away gaze pointed at the floor to make direct eye contact with him. His hood hung off his face now that he was leaning. She was right, his white mask eyes did seem to glow. “I never wanted to be a hero.”

He held his breath, once again caught off guard by her answer.

“I was thirteen and it was the first day back at school. Hawkmoth, Paris’ Supervillain, had manipulated one of my classmates into being an akuma. Uhhh, akumas are Hawkmoth’s minions that try to take away mine and Chat Noir’s miraculous. I found my miraculous and was forced into being Ladybug after the new student was almost crushed by a flying car.” Her chest heaved as she paused her diatribe, but Robin didn’t speak over her, he just sat there and listened.he had moved back to his original position. “There was a quote I read as a child; ‘Be the hero you needed as a child’, I was a child but I had to be the hero I needed. I couldn’t do this anymore because I already lost my childhood, I didn’t want to lose my life as well.”

“Same.”

“Huh?”

“I had the same reason for resigning.” Ladybug waited and he did indeed continue, “I was raised in the league of assassins, fighting was the first language I learnt. I know how to kill someone forty-seven ways with a spoon.” He reached down and felt along the floor between them, he cut his finger when he finally found what he was looking for. His katana was shattered into pieces, its hilt was still trapped somewhere against the boulder. “I’ve had this katana since I was ten, it was my grandfather’s last gift to be before he passed away from an assassination. Afterwards my mother took me to stay with my Father, she thought it would be safer for me. But then I became Robin.”

He let out a hollow chuckle. “All my brothers and siblings were vigilantes, some didn’t even have a background in combat, so I wanted to join them. I wanted to show them I was the best, that all the hard work I put in during my younger years didn’t go to waste.” He looked at the palms of his hands before he limply hung them again. “I guessed it did. All I wanted was for my father to be proud of me and he was, but I realised; it just wasn’t worth it anymore.”

She shifted to sit beside him, he looked down at her curiously. “May I?” She asked, and he nodded. She rested head on his shoulder and hugged his arm.

“You’re the first to ask.” He mumbled, that broke her heart.

“We both just wanted to live.” She whispered, not expecting a response.

“Yes. . .” His voice hissed, “There’s another saying I’ve heard ‘Either die a hero or live long enough to become a villain’.”

They settled into silence, their breaths evened out as they both fell asleep.

A blaring siren woke them up. Her yoyo’s screen was red and showing deprecating oxygen levels, ‘Warning oxygen levels below 40%’.

“We can’t wait here any more to be saved. We need to find a way out.” Damian’s rough voice still full of sleep resounded throughout the small space. He turned to her, herher eyes disoriented from the abrupt awakening. “You should detransform so you can get your yo-yo back then we can try to come up with a plan.”

“I can’t” her voice came out panicked, her breath caught in her chest “What if the cavern collapses without it?”

Damian shifted to stand on his knees, he looked up at the rock above them and the wire caught in between it and the crevasse’s wall. “A 15mm titanium cord being removed won’t do anything to that boulder ladybug.” He tilted his head and looked at her.

“I still can’t.” Her shaking hands waved in front of her.

“Would you rather we stay here and potentially die? We haven’t heard anything from the teams; they're not coming to find us anytime soon.”

“I’d rather we find another option that doesn’t involve me losing all my memories.” She yelled, her voice echoing and causing the rock to shake. Robin dove at her, his gloved hand covering her mouth, silencing her cries. He felt her tears soak onto his hand, he stared up at her in shock.

“What. . . What do you mean?” He slowly moved his hand to her jaw, keeping it near in case she screams again and causes another tremor.

“You reveal your identity, you lose your memories. It happened to the Grand Guardian and it’ll happen to me as well. I don’t want to take that risk.” She sobbed, her breathing started to hyperventilate.

“Well what about your lucky charm?”

“We’ll have five minutes to use it then find me a place to hide and recharge my kwami. I don’t think we’ll make it Robin!” She whisper-yelled at him, her voice breaking.

He removed his hood and used his other hand to clutch her two hands in his. “How about we make a deal?” She looked up at him, cheeks red and eyes blotchy. “We be each other’s last person to save, we be our own heroes.” He took of his cape and put it around her, “And if you do detransform I promise not to look.”

“Ok.”

[witch-hazels-musings]

Angst in coming. Diluc Zhongli and your pick being haunted by the SO they couldnt save.

Lingering Regret

Warning -> Only Angst (there isn’t a happy ending here, the reader is dead, all interactions are memories*, mentions of Kaeya (D), illness non-specific (Zh)) 

( i made myself cry ) 

Character X GN Reader | Anthology 

Includes: Dainsleif, Diluc, Zhongli 

The ghosts of the past cling to our shadows and seep into our memories when we least expect them to. For some they can move on, they can be healed by the passing of time, but for others, it becomes a festering wound that will never seal. 

Dainsleif

He was no stranger to regret, absolutely everything in his life was a torturous experience. From the day he became the Bough Keeper to the night he failed them all, it was a memory burned in his mind for all eternity and as if he bore the weight of all of Teyvats karma he wove it into the fabric of his being 

There was nothing he thought could break him more, could lower himself further into the sinking sandpit that was his life - that was until the day he met you

Just how many years ago was it now. With the curse of immortality like a chain to a world he was obligated to avenge, it was growing harder and harder to remember you - but there were moments when he could see and those were the ones he longed to hold onto 

“Dainsleif, are you ready?” Your voice called down to him, his eyes flooded by the bright light that surrounded you as you patiently waited for him to climb the dark stairs. You followed him everywhere, much to his disagreement, but he had grown warm to your company. “The day won’t wait for us, you know.” 

The light was so bright, why was it hiding your face? Wait -- let me see your face, I can’t remember. Don’t … don’t leave. 

He blamed himself for your death - there was no one else who could have stopped it but him and, on the day you left this world to a place he had no way of reaching, was the day he stopped caring 

There were rumors of a man who took little to no payment for almost any job - 300 mora and he’d handle your issue. They called him “The soulless vessel” for he was void of any and all emotions 

How could he hold onto something that he didn’t understand anymore, how was he capable of experiencing a sensation that had no more purpose - he was nothing but a shell without you 

“Psst, Daini. Hey sleepy, wake up.” The sound of your laughter, let me hear it again.

“Silly, we can’t sleep forever, wake up.” The touch of your hands, oh I remember them now … were they always this small. 

“I guess we can rest a bit longer, you know I won’t mind.” Your lips, how could I have forgotten their warmth; I’ll let you remind me. 

“Dainsleif, I love you.” 

The birds pulled him from his dream, their chirping calls to each other a playful and carefree tune. He felt the warmth of the sun on his face, how it cast its glow across his lips but as the memory of his dream began to fade away he covered his eyes with his hand to hide the tears that disappeared into his hair.

“Forgive me …” 

 Diluc

Lingering ghosts loved to slip into the darkness that was Diluc Ragnvindr - when they fit so perfectly there, why wouldn’t they make him their home 

He had countless people close to him perish and each one was a direct result of his actions - his father, a slash of a blade, his brother, a clash of opposing elements, his values, a single dismiss of a hand, his friends, the darkness of the abyss and the hands of the Fatui -- there was nothing he let get close anymore because it was only a matter of time before he brought it crumbling to the pit of his existence 

How could he have been so naive - what was hope but a debilitating disease and yet you purged all of that from his mind every time you entered his space, every time you pushed your way past the walls he so expertly crafted -- you were the last thing he clung to, the last light he vowed to protect 

“You know, you don’t have to worry about me all the time, I’m more capable than you think.” You crossed your arms and gave him a cocky smirk, the bag of supplies resting at your feet as they waited for you to pick them back up again. It was only because of his hesitancy that they were there in the first place. 

“I have seen your capabilities many times, yes.” 

“So, what, you don’t trust me.” 

“That is far from the truth.” He looked at you for a moment before sighing in defeat. His hand reached for the bag and lifted it to your hands. “Do be careful, is all that I ask.” 

“You know I will.” With a bright smile, you took the pack and slung it over your shoulder. In your excitement, you turned toward the door before pausing as if you forgot something and when you hurled yourself back to him only to place a kiss on his lips, he felt the heat from his pounding heart rise into his cheeks. “See you soon, handsome.” 

“I’ll be waiting.” 

The distant and closed-off winery owner turned into a being of rage the day of your death. No matter how hard those closest to him tried to quell the wildfire that was his fury, they could only stand back and deal with the aftermath - The flame of Diluc’s devastation was so great that it left a permanent scar in Mondstadt and to this day the earth has yet to heal 

It was on him to protect you and he couldn’t, he wasn’t even there to try and he wasn’t sure what was worse - but one was for sure, the anguish he felt knowing you called out for him but he never came to save you ate him up inside. He wasn’t Diluc Ragnvindr anymore, he was no-one 

“Diluc! Come back!” Kaeya shouted but he couldn’t hear over the sound of the violent crashing and eerie nothingness in front of him. 

“Kaeya, don’t!” Another voice joined the noise but Diluc didn’t turn around. In front of him was the only answer to his shattered and empty heart. 

“Diluc please, they wouldn’t want this!” Kaeya reached for Diluc’s arm but the pressure and wind from the opening were so great it felt like a thousand anchors were strapped to his body. “Diluc!” 

Suddenly, there was silence. No noise, no sound but the world continued to whip around like a violent storm. Kaeya’s fingers touched the fabric of his brother's coat and, as Diluc turned his head to look back, tears were streaming down his face. It was strange to see Diluc’s lips moving as if he were saying something but there was nothing, an unbearable amount of nothing.

Riddled with fear, Kaeya extended his hand toward the rip in space and as soon as he felt the pulse of his vision escape his fingers, his others curled around Diluc’s jacket and flung him backward. In the settling explosion, the sound of the world slipped back in and as those who cared deeply for the man who no longer knew his name drew closer, the first thing they saw was his hunched-over body guarded by blue and the sound of his painful cries. 

Zhongli

To know suffering, to know loss was nothing new to the Geo Archon. For six thousand years he watched those close to him rise in greatness and fall in agony - for some they were thrust into death by a number of means and for others, well, his hands have never been clean 

Still, even if he had known what it was like to lose someone he loved, it was never easy and while he always knew the day would come when you left this world to walk a path he’d never know, it wasn’t something he expected so soon 

There were endless memories he couldn’t wait to make with you - the engraving your life into the notches of his soul, to be reminded of your face by simply turning around, to recall your wit with banter of his own, to be inspired by you every single day he stepped out the door -- why didn’t you stay 

“Welcome home, Zhongli.” You were already preparing the table with the teacups by the time he entered your home. It was elegant incarnate to watch you move around the room, to place everything so perfectly and properly that he wondered if you hadn’t been a spirit in another life. 

“I am home.” He reached for your waist and pulled you close, his smile setting yours off, and as the kettle began to sound he first greeted you with a heartwarming kiss. 

There are many things he can circumvent - his capabilities are endless but he found that no matter how strong a person is, there is one thing strength cannot beat 

To watch you slowly suffer was a torturous thing. Every day you grew weaker and weaker, your skin changed but the kindness of your smile outweighed it all until the day finally came ... 

A ceremony to send someone off is a beautiful thing, a celebration of their life while they kept it their own, a remembrance and blessing to hold strong every impact they made - but to Zhongli that day was laced with bitterness 

He made the arduous steps up the hillside. His legs carried him on even when nothing else of him felt the desire to do so. When he finally reached the peak, he prepared everything so skillfully as if he’d practiced this a thousand times, and it's possible he did for there was no end to his life even if he wished for it. 

“My dear, the flowers are blooming splendidly.” He set the burning incense by the weathered tombstone. It had faded and eroded over the years, but as he brushed the engraving with his fingers, he could still make out its marks. 

The chimes in the tree rang out as he poured a glass of tea before setting it against the small offering before you. “Ah, I can only hope you are able to see them from beyond the veil.” As he gazed out over the vast field, the sun illuminated the thousands of flowers that surrounded your grave, and, as he took a sip of his tea, he sighed contentedly before continuing, “Never worry, I shall cultivate more until you do. I know how fond you were of flowers.”

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