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[tuturuue]

Not them actually doing their Karate(?) Dance on the actual stage 😭

[kdram-chjh]

Cdrama: The Story of Pearl Girl (2024?)

【珠帘玉幕 THE STORY OF PEARL GIRL】 杀青特辑：几经磨砺，明珠绮丽现光华！| 赵露思/刘宇宁 | 剧情 爱情 | 优酷 YOUKU

Watch this video on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EEwBvk0o3Hw

[peaceeandcoolestvibes]

Los q trabajamos en sanidad escuchamos cada vez más este tipo de testimonios

[evilminji]

Can't Remember If This Is Cannon Or Fannon...

But, like, to become the Peak Lord of Bai Zhan Peak? You have to kill the last one?

That or they hand it too you, say "done now, good luck" and ascend. Leaving you to defend yourself from all comers until it's decided "yeah, they probably ARE the strongest. We accept this."

So like? I can't get out of my head? That "Act Of Loyalty, I Am On Technicality" sort of scene? You know the one. Where an SI-OC, who goes "fuck being a fairy, I wanna be swol. Plus, that's og Qinghua, so this is probably the PIDM timeline. Motherfuckers, I wanna LIVE." And joins the fighty-boy Peak of punching-ness.

Is one of like... five girls.

Total. (And three are teachers)

Only? She's kinda worried about Mr Crazy Eyes over on Qing Jing, with his fake ass smiles and his cuddling up to every girl with any degree of power. Manipulative little, dream-demon havin, heavenly demon blooded, yandere ass, little SHIT. Doesn't trust it! No sir, not one bit! That's the smile of a psychopath!

Only person who MIGHT be able to kick his ass? Her Shizun. Maybe the Sect Leader. But THAT dude is emotionally compromised. And everything gets messy over, you know, the whole "murder of her Shizun" thing. Which? Dude! Way to respect their culture, assholes.

And she GETS that her Peak mates don't like Shen-shibo, but REALLY?! They'd spit on GENERATIONS of tradition? Just like that? Shizun would spit blood. Kick their disloyal asses RIGHT off his peak! Even if Shen-shibo DID kill him! That just means Shen-shibo is now the Peak Lord of Bai Zhan and has to leave Qing Jing! Pick a successor for his old Peak.

There are rules for that exact situation! It's like none of you READ them!

But... and this is important, she would prefer to HAVE a fully fledged War God ON HAND when the Crazy Egg pops. Plus fewer "crimes" to accuse their highly skill and ruthless strategist of. They'll kinda need him. And, you know, INNOCENT? Which is kinda important??? Supposedly.

So, if she remembers correctly, she packs a overstocked "in case of everything" med kit... and waits. Trains like lives depend on it. Just barely gets her sword by the time her Shizun goes into seclusion. Breaks... SO many rules (just, SO MANY. She could legit get kicked out for this. Not to mention DIE, since the QI in there is no joke.) to follow Shen-shibo in to the caves, while that barriers are down.

Did she have to look up the EXACT dimensions of the barriers? Yes. Fly low to avoid being seen and then scale the cliff by hand? Also yes. It's a hole in security. She'll tell them about it after, assuming she doesn't die.

Everyone thinks she's on a night hunt with someone. Learning experience and such. They don't DO coddling and aren't the sort to do "nasty tricks" like faking records. Especially since the punishments are brutal. She's gonna pay and pay HARD for this. Especially if she fails.

Because honestly? If she FAILS? She might as well take the fall for Shen-shibo and tell him to kill her. Because there's no shot, people won't believe she didn't sneak in to dishonorably assassinate her Shizun while he meditated. Which! Incidentally, is one of the FEW ways that DO disqualify a Become Peak Lord kill. Ya gotta fight an aware opponent. Not necessarily sane. Just... aware of you.

So she waits. Tries to meditate and not be crushed by the overwhelming pressure of the caves. Eats a snack. Listens for her Shizun to start to be... distressed? In someway? She's not yet certain how. Just that the book said he dies here. And... there! Noise!

As a Disciple, she's not exactly as fast as a Peak Lord. So she arrives after Shen-shibo. Which is a GOOD thing. Since she would have been slaughtered instantly. Oh fuck. He's Qi deviating. Badly.

She throws herself into the fray. Like a tiny bird, harrying the edges as Shen-shibo takes the brunt of things. Distract her Shizun. Who would normally, never fall for such a tactic... but, well, with his mind in chaos? More mad beast then seasoned battle master? His attention is easily split. And he goes down HARD.

Her med-kit is all but flung into Shen-shibo's hands. He's the adult here, for all she's lived before. For all she has some idea of what to do. He is the scholar, lord of the scholars peak. The medicine will be better put to use under his hands. And? It is.

Wounds close, bodies mostly stabilize. But... her Shizun is slipping away. His Qi is still Deviating. Wobbling like an unsteady top. He needs a shock to force him awake, to force his system to regulate. He needs... to for someone to stop then restart his heart.

He's already not breathing on his own, it's just Shen-shibo. Who can't keep this up much longer.

Anything is worth trying, if the alternative is certain death. She tries. Feels like a chainsaw trying to perform surgery on a grape. But...? Somehow? Dispite the pained wheeze. It works.

Dispite TECHNICALLY killing her Shizun... she's saved him! He's ALIVE!!! Ha ha! ALIVE! Oh thank the heavens!

Alive. Stirring, blinking, first in confusion, then to clear his vision. Assessing the situation he's found himself. Recognizing his fellow peak lord... and a Disciple of his. That DEFINITELY should not be here.

She is seized by the front of the uniform, dragged down, and ordered to explain herself. Oh shit. Right. Two peak lords. Both aware she's in the caves, where she SHOULD NOT BE, as only the Sect Leader can give people permission to enter.

Which they both know, he damn well did not.

Honesty time! She had a really, REALLY bad feeling. Nightmares about something going wrong and you dying in here. Shen-shibo getting blamed. No one respect Bai Zhan tradition and instead treating it like some sort of murder. The mountain burning. Same dream over and over. I can show you the exploit I found in the caves defenses? If you want to throw me out of the sect, I am prepared for that. At least your alive.

.....no. No, they're going to the Sect Leader. She is going to explain to the Peak Lord of the warding/talisman peak how she got around their defenses, so it can be patched. And then the SECT leader will decide her punishment.

Which? Delays him. Because D:> Xiao-Jiu! Oh no, you're hurt! (Yeah, thanks, we're ALSO here, my guy.)

And like? It's not as though they don't have a divination peak. It's a simple enough test. "Would that have happened?" They now test for, asking specifically. (Which, the more specific you are, the easy it is to divine.) Aaaaaaand?? OH yeah. Definitely. Congrats on not dying, Lui-shixiong! You've avoided a pretty major death point!

Is this kid sensitive to the future? Her Shizun asks, awkward as fuck. Should he, like, send her for classes or...

*tests*

Nah. Just A, singular, Future. Pretty awful one though. Most likely some ascendant Ancestor was trying to send her a warning. It happens time to time. Some of what she knows might continue to be useful, but the more knowledge she uses and changes, the less useful it will become. As it should be.

*demon attack just outside*

*like five different Peak Lords turn to look out the window, incredulously*

Oh, uh, by the way? That's gonna happen? Didn't want to SAY that, when I was already in trouble, cause... well, there was no way to bring it up without sounding like I was involved somehow. But... yeah. Baby demon saintess. Big guy's armor is covered in without-a-cure. I think someone sabatouged our defenses? *offended Talisman Peak noises*

Cause like? Imagine THAT stomp down. Ha! We've come to beat yo-! Why do I hear boss music? *door open, just under half the peak Lords stroll out, including the REALLY strong ones* w-weren't you supposed to be off peak?

Weren't YOU supposed to be in the Demon realm?

........I can explain?

*terrified demon screaming*

And like? Later? Tianlang-jun gets out. His son is a crazy little shit. They are fighting each other and also the world. Said world? Having a BAD time. This is EXCLUSIVELY the old palace Master's fault. Maybe the Qui's. Shen-shibo may be a bitch, but he would have been far LESS violent and ptsd ridden of a bitch, if not for them. Honestly he never should have been put in charge of small children. But we are WELL PAST THAT.

Tianlang-jun? Possibly because he's both messy like that and enjoys reading terrible literature, has demanded a Peak Lord as a concubine. In return? He'll ally against his son. He's heard they got a fighting peak, heard the lord is real pretty. *deliberately being an ass* oh~! Or maybe the Fairy? Your choice. *being an ass intensifies*

By then? SI-OC is an inner Disciple. Has never forgotten that... technically, since she DID stop her Shizun's heart? She DID kill him. After fighting him. In the presence of another Peak Lord, which counts as Witness. And he WAS definitely unfit for Role at the time, due to the Qi Deviation, so having help of another Peak Lord to take him down WAS allowed by the official Rules...

So like... technically? SI-OC is Bai Zhan's Peak Lord. She's just not acting like it... or claiming it... or doing any of the paper work. But, you know, Technically™. So when that letter comes in? And the arguments break out?

Their Sect NEEDS her Shizun. And there IS a precedent for successors handing the title back, before the ascending Lord can actually... you know, fuck off and ascend. Happened all of ONCE, but still! That counts! So... she accepts.

What.

Says her Shizun, in that "I better have heard you wrong" tone of voice. But no, sorry Shizun. Shen-shibo? Do you remember the Rules of Bai Zhan I showed you? When you demanded to know what I had been talking about. (Because you hate not knowing things. Because ignorance leads to danger, to people taking advantage of you.) He... does...

Oc can literally SEE the moment the exact chain of events clicks together behind his eyes. The rules and memories coming together. He looks at her with... a certain sort of... almost respect. Calls her a foolish child, in a soft voice, reserved for the soon to be dead. Because they both know nothing will change what must be done.

Someone has to die.

And they can't afford to lose her Shizun.

Her smile is a bitter thing. Resolute. Who knows, Shen-shibo, maybe she can get close enough to explode him. Take out a few critical bits of his command. A final fuck you.

Shizun? Vehemently against this. Absolutely the fuck not. He'll go. Fuck this. No student of his!

Yeah? Well, as Peak Lord, you'd have to kill me, Shizun. I stopped your heart. You were dead. Just because I immediately brought you back, doesn't change the fact that I completed the hand over. It's mine by right. I've just been letting you run it.

So step aside.

You can have it back when I go.

Tianlang-jun? Obviously, finds this hilarious. Oh YOUR the Peak Lord, are you? Do you think he's stupid? No. Just dangerously unhinged. She? Gets to be dragged around to look at whatever catches his interest. Treated like the off-brand barbie he didn't want, because he wanted a REAL barbie, mom! (But, fine, I guess, I'll play with it. Uuugh.)(She's not even a war god!)

Probably manages, in a random raid, to save Qinghua-shibo. Shortly before his "death by choking via emotionally incompetent ice cube" event. Dude's not looking so hot. Exhausted, bruised, shaking. He betrayed the sect for never respecting him, for the chance at some for of a better life, and... all it got him was abuse. Fear, treachery and death. Cold that never quite leaves his bones.

He's so tired.

Then so random Bai Zhan disciple? That remembers him? Still CARES enough about him? Comes along and gets him out? Fuck it. He's switched sides before. What's one more time? At least there's warm soup. Soft blankets. She's not asking anything or warping into his room at all hours to make demands. He can just... sit. And shake and shake and shake.

Stare at nothing. Let his head be empty for once.

He's so tired.

So of course, Mobei-jun? Mad that his treacherous chew toy boyfriend got stolen away. Binghe? Mad that ANYTHING is going right for his former sect. And surely, he just needs to MEET this woman. She'll fall in line. Just like every other woman has. Love him. Just like every other woman.

Except, nope! It's the Bai Zhan girl who never invaded their peak. Who avoided him. Who treats him like a mad dog, now. And there is Mobei-juns chew toy! Right beside Tianlang-jun. And it's war. And people die. That fucking sword plays hot potato a bit.

She finally gets her hands on it.

And it is every horrible intrusive thought she's ever had. Every dark impulse. Like bile of the soul. She feels like a GOD. Hates it instantly. But also knows exactly what she planned to do with it. No more Abyss. The Abyss? Not strong enough. No. No she BRACES. Runs straight for the ONLY heavenly demon not bat shit and has HIM brace as hard as he can as well. Feels bones threatening to snap like things.

Then? As they all lunge for her?

Swing~

VOID. Straight to a black hole's pull.

Good luck getting it back from THERE fuckers! Even if it can or can't be destroyed? It'll SURE AS SHIT BE UNREACHABLE. Which black hole was that? Who knows! What universe? Good question!! She lets go immediately, letting the damn thing get sucked in, causing the rift to immediately close, as nothing it powering it. Odds are now damn near impossible on finding that sucker!! No more cursed sword for ANY of you!

Ya'll can die mad about it!

Bunghe? Indeed, mad about it. Tianlang-jun? Actually kinda impressed. Huh. Something NEW! After all this time! Who would'a thought? And his own nephew helped her! Betrayal! :D *laughs* guess he'll just have to find a different method to achieve his goals. Oh well.

Cause when you're that powerful? What's one little sword? A few decades of your eternal life? (Assuming you're free and NOT trapped under a mountain, in incredible pain.)

Just? Let the Bai Zhan girly pull a "I'M Spartacus!" Much to the horror of her Shizun, an honorable man. Send the whole ass peak into a spiral of "nooooo! Our Shemei/Favorite Disciple! Those horrible demons! They're probably TORTURING HEEEEEER!" *smash cut to Tianlang-jun forcing his new reading buddy to read terrible smut with him and eat junk food, entirely platonicly*

He would do it. You know he would. Tianlang-jun is a scene chewing, melodramatic asshole. For funsies. He would TOTALLY imply the were fucking. That he, villainously, like a villian, was seducing his young bride and doing terrible things to her, like straight out of one of his more dramatic porno books.

Straight to Lui Qingqe's Face.

You know, just to watch him turn funny colors, in incoherent WRATH. Maybe lunge over the table to try and murder him! Oooh~ that would be fun~! C'mon~ you know you want too! *poke, poke*

All while, one? He never has and never will touch the young lady (without explicit consent). And two? It doesn't even sound like her. Which he would notice, if he wasn't consumed by protective fatherly concern. A wilting flower, she is not. Pretty sure the kid not only bites, but has stolen at least half his knives. He'd be a pin cushion, if he tried anything. Honestly... *eyeroll*

@mayfay @legitimatesatanspawn @babbling-babull @hdgnj @spidori @leftnotright

[replacementcodeau]

Es un concepto

esto es parte de un "especial" del au que se me ocurrio mientras iba a comprar pan hace 1 año XD

la llame Hologram pomni

pomni holograma: su cuerpo esta en trance y suspensión en la zona mas alta de todo ese desastre ella es pomni o específicamente su conciencia, sin las restricciones por su condición como ringmaster no es corpórea, es como lo dice su nombre un holograma o proyección, ella es físicamente inestable, pues aunque hay veces pueden tocarla en otras no será posible (aunque eso no parece ser un problema para ella)

conserva una pequeña fracción de sus poderes, y esta bastante aliviada, es como dar finalmente un respiro segun ella aunque el mundo este en trizas a su alrededor, no le importaria vivir asi, mientras que no tenga que volver a como estaba antes

contexto:

el estado emocional y mental de pomni afectan al circo y su entorno, podria ser un desastre si llegara a descontrolarse, ella a aprendido a reprimir sus emociones con tal de evitar el caos, pero este "especial" respondería la pregunta de que pasaría si ella tuviera un colapso mental (la forma en la que esto se podría presentar es bastante impredecible) en este caso ella no pudo con la presión y todo se rompio literalmente, podria llamarse realidad rota, puesto que seria todo rodeado por un vacio/abismo negro con escombros, pasillos y cuartos flotando y al fondo estaría el sotano

es un ambiente no muy habitable especialmente si quieres pasar de una "isla" a otra pomni puede pasar sin problemas, ella solo salta y su caida seria como estar en el espacio hasta llegar a suelo firme

pero con los otros, la gravedad es normal hasta que intentan ir a otro escombro, en el abismo serán jalados a lo mas profundo hasta llegar al sótano (es una idea que tengo aunque dudo que lo vean pronto xd, aun asi espero que les gustara <3)

English

This is part of a "special" of my AU that occurred to me while I was going to buy bread a year ago XD

I called her Hologram Pomni

Pomni Hologram: Her body is in a trance and suspended in the highest zone of all that disaster She is Pomni or specifically her consciousness, without the restrictions of her status as ringmaster She is not corporeal, she is, as her name suggests, a hologram or projection. She is physically unstable, because although there are times when they can touch her, at other times it will not be possible (although that doesn't seem to be a problem for her)

She retains a small fraction of her powers, and she is quite relieved, it is like finally taking a break according to her Even if the world is in tatters around her, she wouldn't mind living like this, as long as she doesn't have to go back to how she was before

Context:

Pomni's emotional and mental state affects the circus and its surroundings. It could be a disaster if it were to get out of control. She has learned to repress her emotions in order to avoid the Chaos, but this "special" would answer the question of what would happen if she had a mental breakdown (how this could present itself is quite unpredictable). In this case, she couldn't handle the pressure and everything literally shattered. It could be called a broken reality, since everything would be surrounded by a black void/abyss with debris, floating hallways and rooms, and at the bottom would be the basement.

It's not a very habitable environment, especially if you want to go from one "island" to another. Pomni can cross without problems; she just jumps, and her fall would be like being in space until she reaches solid ground.

But with the others, gravity is normal until they try to go to another piece of debris. In the abyss, they will be pulled deeper until they reach the basement.

(It's an idea I have, although I doubt you'll see it soon, lol. I still hope you like it <3)

[floatingaimlessly333]

>:)

Teen!Simon getting teased teen!Roba + gang at his new school and Johnny stands up for him, shouting at Roba in Gaelic

It was always the same shit. Didn't matter where, didn't matter when, didn't matter who. It was always the same shit.

Simon Riley was destined to be ridiculed and tormented wherever he went, so it was damn stupid of him to think switching schools would change that. It was only a week into the new term, and he had already become the target of another group of arseholes who thought they were better than him. The boys at the group home, his shitty excuse for a father, and now his newest torturer, Manuel Roba; it was like each of them could sense that he was weak, that he was lesser.

Simon had been trying so fucking hard to just ignore Roba and his lackeys. He's sure Nik and Price would be pissed if he got into a fight before they even hit the two week mark, but he couldn't stand it anymore. Every single second he wasn't in a classroom, he had to face jeers and insults and grabs for his mask. He was constantly on the edge of snapping, and he felt powerless to stop what seemed so inevitable at this point.

His only saving grace was Johnny.

Whenever he was able to find a moment of peace amidst all of the chaos, Johnny was right there beside him. But today, he was nowhere in sight. Simon had even gone so far as to actively search for the older boy, but he wasn't in his usual spots. The only thing his hunt did was land him right in the middle of Roba's warpath.

"Where have you been, English? It's almost like you've been avoiding me. Why would you do that, perro cachorro?" Simon could barely suppress a growl at hearing the other boy's taunts. He knew that would just bring on more dog comparisons.

"Roba-"

"Ah, ah, ah. I didn't say speak. Did you forget your commands already? Don't worry, perrito, I'm a very patient trainer."

This is exactly what Simon had been trying to avoid. He knew lashing out wouldn't do him any good, in the long run. It wouldn't stop the bullying. And then all his new teachers would know just how much trouble he was. But he couldn't fucking take it anymore.

He was preparing himself to throw the first punch when he heard footsteps hurrying towards them down the hallway.

"Och, ye fuckin' bawbags! Leave 'im the fuck alone!!" The accent alone clued Simon into the identity of his savior, and he looked up to see his knight in shining footie gear. Honestly, Johnny looked sort of like an angry porcupine at the moment, with sweat making his mohawk look even wilder than usual.

"This isn't your fight, Mactavish. Leave English and I to our little chat."

"Chattin' ma arse. Piss. Off."

Simon had been so busy watching Johnny that he hadn't noticed Roba steadily getting closer until the shorter boy grabbed him by the collar of his hoodie.

"We were just teasing him, hombre. You were having fun, weren't you, English?" Roba gave Simon a firm shake, causing him to hit the set of lockers behind him.

Once again, Simon didn't have time to speak before Johnny was jumping in to save his arse. The angry Scott rammed full speed into Roba, spending the bully careening backwards into his little gang of dickheads.

"Ah said FUCK OFF, YE SACK OF DICKS!!! Na bean ris a-rithist!!! No gearraidh mi dhiot do làmhan! And then I'll shove them up yer flabby arse!!"

Even as Roba and his crew made their slow retreat down the hall, Johnny continued shouting at them in a language Simon couldn't understand. He didn't stop until the other boys were fully out of sight, and even then he let loose a few more words that Si was sure must've been curses.

"If ah dinnae have a football game on Friday, ah would've kicked his arse for ye." He spun around to give Simon a once-over, making sure he wasn't hurt. Satisfied that the other boy was as okay as he could be, he extended his hand towards him. "Well, ahm bloody starving. Wannae go get lunch?"

Speechless, and with a raging blush creeping across his face, Simon took Johnny's hand. And suddenly, all thoughts of Roba and his goons left his mind. He had much better things to focus on at the moment.

Uh oh, this once again came out way longer than expected. >:)

Warning, I speak neither Spanish nor Gaelic, so these translations might not be accurate.

Spanish: perro cachorro=puppy dog; perrito=puppy

Gaelic: Na bean ris a-rithist=Do not touch him again; No gearraidh mi dhiot do làmhan= Or I will cut your hands off

[pinkslipxox]

could you possibly make a fic where we are best friends with rai and alondrissa and we’re streaming with them and they surprise us with young miko and then the tension between us is so bad that at the end of the night there’s a heated make out seshh 😩😩

Oooh yesss! I wrote this based on the stream she did with them! I did my best, hope you like it ❤️

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“Que rica esa canción!” Alondra exclaims with delight as the gritty, distorted bass of ‘Oye, ma’ begins to echo throughout the room. She rises from the seat and encourages the audience to sing along.

As soon as the beat drops, Young Miko appears in front of the camera, dancing as Alo, Rai and Alex cheer and scream with delight. You’re just as ecstatic to see the rapper. You’ve only seen her in photos and video, but God, she looks incredible in person. Her red hair cascades over her shoulders like a fiery waterfall, her tattoos on full display thanks to the short sleeved shirt she’s wearing, and the rings on her fingers are to die for.

As the song continues to play, Miko dances and greets the trio with hugs before making her way over to you. She gives you a friendly smile before pulling you into her arms. You soak up her affection like a sponge, hardly believing that you’re hugging Young Miko herself.

“Miko, en verdad gracias por la oportunidad. ¡Que locura!” Alo laughs as she steals another hug from Miko before sitting down.

“Ay, yo te amo,” Alex says as he hugs Miko.

“Yo la amo! YO LA AMO!” Rai shouts with excitement.

“Muchas gracias a ustedes!” Miko says, grinning from ear to ear.

“Y tenemos una otra invitada— nuestra amiga, Y/N. Está aquí visitando familia acá en Puerto Rico y la pedimos si podía acompañarnos,” Rai introduces you with a wide smile on her face. She then leans into Miko’s ear and whispers loudly, “Ella es una gran fan tuya, Miko!”

“Rai!” you whine from embarrassment.

“Esta bien,” Miko chuckles. “Es un placer conocerte, Y/N.”

“El placer es todo mío,” you smile softly, praying that the blush on your cheeks isn’t visible to the fans watching the stream.

“Ay, mírala se puso pachosa!” Alex coos loudly, poking your cheek, and you playfully swat his hand away from your face.

“SE ME PEGÓ Y/N!” the dark haired boy screams dramatically, causing the three girls to laugh.

“Muy bien, Y/N!” Rai praises as she claps her hands, making Alex’s jaw drop in mock offense.

“¡Ya basta, cabrones, portense bien!” Alo scolds as if she were a mother of three small children, yet her tone playful. She then puts her hand on Miko’s shoulder, pouting her lower lip. “Perdona, Miko, son mis hijos…”

Miko laughs. “Acho, está bien. Ya lo estoy pasando cabrón.”

In true Alondra and Rai fashion, the stream continues on in a mix of chaos, boisterous laughter, and delighted shrieks. Despite trying your hardest to stay in the moment, you find yourself drawn to Miko with every word that comes out of her mouth, each smile that spreads on her lips, and laugh that she makes.

Every now and then, Miko glances at you, and she smirks when you quickly look away from her. Thankfully neither Alondra, Rai, or Alex notice the silent tension between the two of you, all of them too excited to even look twice at either of you. You just pray that no one in the stream notices, yet you’re sure that someone is bound to do so.

The rest of the stream flies by, consisting of the trio celebrating hitting their first one million fans, you and Miko holding Rai and Alondra’s Guinea pigs, and Miko trying to put together a tattoo machine. You swear you’ve never laughed so hard in your entire life once the stream is over. Once you’ve thanked Rai, Alondra and Alex for the fun time, you decide to take a quick walk around the neighborhood to calm down the excitement that’s still buzzing within you.

“Hey, Y/N!” an all too familiar voice calls after you.

It’s Miko.

“Hi, Miko,” you greet her with a smile, your voice soft.

“Mind if I join you?” she asks, her voice smooth as honey with a hint of playfulness in it.

“Si, porque no,” you hum, trying to play it cool.

As you walk together in silence, you’re wracking your brains trying to think what to say to her without being it being awkward. You’re still trying to process everything that’s happened during the past hour and a half. And now here you are, walking the streets of Puerto Rico with Young Miko.

“You’re so cute cuando te pones pachosa, nena,” Miko murmurs, a hint of a smirk in her voice.

“Just cute?” you tease, a surge of unexpected confidence coursing through your veins as you turn your head to look at the redhaired woman. “You’re alright, I guess.”

Miko scoffs playfully. “That’s it? Just ‘alright’? The way you were staring at me says otherwise, mami.”

Oh, fuck it, you think to yourself.

Before you can stop yourself, you quickly step in front of Miko and mold your lips against hers. She’s taken aback for a brief moment before she kisses back, smirking into your mouth. Miko holds you closer, her chest pressed against yours, soft moans and gasps escaping from each of you as the kiss becomes more passionate, almost desperate. You wrap your arms around her neck, and Miko’s hands grip your hips, pulling them close to hers.

Miko’s lips then plants hot, open-mouthed kisses down your neck, and your eyes flutter closed at the sensation. The rest of the world around you fades away, your only focus being Miko. You don’t care if anyone sees you two like this, all you want is Miko and everything she has to offer.

“How about we take this somewhere else?” Miko hums against your skin, and you’re nodding your head before she can even finish her sentence.

Some day, some how, you are going to pay Rai and Alondra back for tonight.

[naomyart]

Hoy me siguieron llegando notificaciones, no importa cuantos años pasen, aun siguen acumulando lecturas, en varias de mis redes sociales, un enorme sentimiento de nostalgia me aborda, me puse a llorar cuando me di cuenta que aun existían comentarios de este año, incluso de este mismo mes! mi vida es un caos y ser un adulto responsable no es facil, no puedo creer que tantos años después aun exista gente que recuerde mi comic con cariño ( incluso unos lo recuerdan con odio jaja) pero LO RECUERDAN y eso me hace inmensamente feliz, Ragnartale es una pagina de mi vida que no tengo el valor de cerrar, y aunque sea poco, cada vez que tengo animos, energía y tiempo, avanzo un poco, aunque sea delinear una o dos paginas, a la semana siguiente coloreo otra y asi continuamente, el proceso es lentísimo, se que prácticamente publico un capitulo al año, pero no me atrevo a dejarlo, no importa el tiempo que me tome, saber que la gente aun lo espera me llena de fuerzas, un poquito mas, espero poder terminar el capitulo 43 antes de que termine el año, ya falta muy poco!

Si estas leyendo esto, GRACIAS, gracias por no abandonarme, por tener esta historia en tu corazón, muchas gracias por todo ! ENGLISH / INGLES

Today I kept receiving notifications, no matter how many years pass, they still keep accumulating readings, on several of my social networks, an enormous feeling of nostalgia comes over me, I started to cry when I realized that there were still comments from this year, even from this very month! My life is chaos and being a responsible adult is not easy, I can't believe that after so many years there are still people who remember my comic with affection (some even remember it with hate haha) but THEY REMEMBER IT and that makes me immensely happy, Ragnartale is a page of my life that I don't have the courage to close, and even if it's little, every time I have the mood, energy and time, I move forward a little, even if it's just outlining one or two pages, the following week I color another one and so on continuously, the process is very slow, I know that I practically publish one chapter a year, but I don't dare to stop, no matter how long it takes me, knowing that people are still waiting for it fills me with strength, a little more, I hope to finish chapter 43 before the year ends, there's very little left!

If you're reading this, THANK YOU, thank you for not abandoning me, for having this story in your heart, thank you very much for everything!

[escapandodelpantano]

situaciones

vamos

vamos,que quiero verles

vamos,quiero sentirles.Que tendran? Que nos convidaran?Quiero cigarro,quiero,quiero todo,demas tienen yodo.Cera.

-hola,¿podemos verlos jugar?

-obvio,quedense chiquillas.

-¿como te llamas?

-yo soy fabian,el es brandon,el es (balbusea)

-¿me das bebida?

-toma nomas.

-¿ y tu?

-yo monse,ella alma.Alma,mueve la reina.Yo no se jugar mucho,pero enséñame po,te dejo que enseñes.

Jugamos;pienso en mi proximo movimiento,el caballo se mueve en 4,el peon hacia adelante.

Fabian le pasa un billete enrolao al otro ser humano,5 lukas

-anda a vicuña mackena,cerca de la farmacia,la cruz verde

-hermano no quiero ir,anda tu

-no hermano,anda tu,hacela corta.

-¿que vas a ir a comprar?

-marihuana.(dijo con una voz muy activa)

-vuelvo altiro (se demora 5 minutos)

(….)

-volviste ser humano,seguimos aquí,siéntate al lado mío,ayudame,veme jugar.

con alma nos miramos,complice.queremos de eso,sentimos un olor metalico,ya común vemos 4 bombillas personales.La queman al frente de mí,la puntita,sin pudor.Casi en sincronía los 4,Rodeadas,el aroma me extasia y la irreverencia de la calle también.El caos también,la pasta también.

-ser humano,eso no es marihuana

-me descubriste.

-mueve el peon

-te hice jaque

-no.(muevo la reina)

-jaque

-no.

jaque mate.

-si gano que me gano,me das?

-no.

-pero si es marihuana o no?

-están muy pequeñas.

-si,estan muy pequeñas ustedes.

-si,si,muy niñas.

-es solo para probar fabián

-y que sabes tu si no hemos consumido antes?

-les dije que no,son muy niñas.jaque.

-amiga,mueve este.(somos dos contra 1)

-me das mas bebida?

-toma nomas. “que rica sabe la limon soda”

-¿que fumas? (le digo,no me acuerdo de su nombre)

-tabaco,toma,te lo doy.Me voy ahora pa la pega,cuidense de la calle.

-y ustedes como se conocen?gracias.

-de años,de la calle.

Beso en la cara,abrazo,le siento ese olor a yodo,metal,tabaco,suciedad,fraterno.

-chao ser humano.

-jaque.

-no,mira mi reina.

-sere cuidadoso,ya les e dejado pasar 3,lo siento niñas,jaque mate.

Perdimos.

-nos vemos

-nos vemos por ahi,aqui me pongo siempre,con mis cosas.

-a la otra cuando ganemos,les convidamos cera.

-ah van a salir con esa ustedes,ya po,miren ustedes,mira tu(se rien todos).Yapo,se tienen que ir? Por que? ¿A donde van? Para la otra.Apostamos.

nos despedimos,de la mano,brandon,fabian,otro ser y otro ser,cordialidad ante todo,asi es el ajedrez,mental dijo el fabian,que no vayan a leerte,ni saber tu próximo movimiento.Nos cuidaron,nos vieron,por que existimos en la precariedad a la par

Bajamos la linea 5,entramos a la linea 6,nos regala unas kemas de pito el loco que vende agua en el metro,fumamos en el anden con el,colombiano,bonito.Se iba pa puente alto.Lo ultimo que le quedaba,nos lo dió

[46snowfox]

Subaru Sakamaki Chaos Lineage Capítulo 09

[Capítulo 8]

Monólogo

“Luego de que Laito-kun fuera a buscarnos, Subaru-kun y yo nos dirigimos al living, allí vimos que todos se habían reunido.

Pensaba que Carla-san quería hablar solo conmigo, pero parece que no era el caso.

Cuando Carla-san vio a Subaru-kun a mi lado se sorprendió ligeramente, mas no le dio mayor importancia y comenzó a hablar.”

Lugar: Mansión Violet, living comedor

Carla: --Solo hay un tema del que quería hablar.

Carla: Ha pasado un tiempo desde que Eva llegó a nuestra casa, pero aún tras todo ese tiempo no he sentido que empiece a convertirme en el rey supremo.

Carla: Además, tampoco he percibido ningún cambio en Eva.

Carla: Pensaba que una vez que Eva alcanzara su madurez mi camino hacia la supremacía se abriría, pero su sangre sigue oliendo igual de podrida que siempre.

Carla: Tampoco parece haber desarrollado algún otro tipo de cambio.

Yui: (Estoy segura de que percibe mi olor como repugnante debido a que Subaru-kun ha estado succionando mi sangre.)

Yui: (Ese es el motivo por el que a un fundador como Carla el olor se le hace desagradable. Aunque parece haberlo olvidado.)

Yui: (No importa cuánto tiempo espere a que mi sangre madure, jamás sabrá bien para él.)

Carla: Y como saben tampoco hemos conseguido nueva información con respecto al rey supremo o sobre Eva. La situación no ha cambiado en lo más mínimo.

Carla: Sin embargo, los ataques de nuestros enemigos continuarán. Es por eso que debemos empezar a mover nuestros peones.

Carla: Y por eso con el fin de crear un cambio he decidido que Eva se quedará a mi lado.

Subaru: ¡¿Qué…?!

Yui: ¡¿Eh?!

Carla: ¿Entiendes, Eva? A partir de hoy te quedarás en mi habitación.

Subaru: ¡Oye! ¡No decidas eso por tu cuenta!

Laito: ¿Eso significa que Eva será solo de Carla?

Kou: Que suerte tienes Carla-kun.

Azusa: Si Carla quiere convertirse en el rey supremo, entonces esta ha de ser la vía más rápida…

Carla: Así es.

Carla: No tenemos ningún respaldo, así que es apostar todo o nada.

Carla: Sin embargo, como no tenemos ninguna pista solo nos queda intentarlo todo.

Carla: Puesto que estoy destinado a convertirme en el rey supremo y gobernar a los vampiros, sin importar qué métodos deba utilizar.

Yui: …

Yui: (Sin importar los métodos…Me pregunto si su obsesión por gobernar está ligada a su linaje de fundador.)

Yui: (Incluso sin sus recuerdos, parece que los rasgos más primordiales de su persona no han cambiado, igual que con Subaru-kun.)

Carla: ¿Entendiste Subaru? A partir de ahora te libero de tus roles como guardián.

Subaru: No me jodas… ¿Intentas decirme que debo entregártela?

Carla: No tienes que entregar nada, a fin de cuentas Eva nunca fue tuya.

Subaru: Me niego. No te la daré.

Carla: ¿No me la vas a dar? ¿Acaso aspiras a convertirte en el rey supremo?

Subaru: ¿Rey supremo? ¡No me interesa!

Subaru: Además, no paras de repetir “rey supremo, rey supremo” como un disco rayado, ¿pero si quiera sabes qué es?

Carla: ¿…Disculpa?

Subaru: Podrías al menos dudar de si eres un vampiro al notar que la sangre de ella te sabe horrible.

Yui: ¡…!

Yui: (¿Acaso intenta decirle al resto que sus recuerdos están alterados?)

Yui: (Carla-san encuentra mi sangre asquerosa porque no es un vampiro, sino un fundador.)

Yui: (No es mala idea. Si logramos que todos los presentes noten esa anomalía puede que logremos hacer un cambio.)

Carla: ¿A qué viene todo esto?

Subaru: Solo dije las cosas como son. ¿De verdad no sientes que hay algo raro?

Subaru: ¿Por qué te comportas como nuestro “hermano mayor”? ¿Para qué peleas?

Carla: Hmph, dices cosas raras. No te entiendo.

Yui: (No parece haberle afectado. Está convencido de que es un vampiro.)

Subaru: ¡Te estoy diciendo que podrías empezar a dudar de tus recuerdos o de este lugar!

*golpe*

Carla: …

Subaru: …Laito, Kou, Azusa. Ustedes perciben que la sangre de ella es dulce, ¿no?

Laito: Pues sí.

Kou: Sí, me provoca beberla.

Azusa: Sí, a mí igual…

Subaru: ¿Lo escuchaste? Parece que solo a ti te sabe mal su sangre.

Carla: ¿…Y?

Subaru: Eso es porque no eres un vampiro como nosotros. ¡Eres un fundador!

Carla: …Me preguntaba qué ibas a decir.

Carla: Oye, Azusa. ¿Entiendes lo que dice Subaru?

Azusa: Pues…

Laito: Ah, ¿acaso Subaru-kun se enamoró de Eva?

Kou: Ah, ya veo. Subaru no es que quiera volverse el rey supremo, solo quiere monopolizar a Eva.

Carla: En resumen, has sido seducido por Eva. ¿Planeas generar caos entre nosotros?

Subaru: …Tsk, es inútil, no van a escucharnos.

Yui: Sí… Parece que por ahora nadie nota algo raro con respecto a sus recuerdos.

Subaru: Maldita sea.

Carla: En cualquier caso me ha quedado claro que no piensas cederme a Eva.

Carla: Entonces no me queda de otra que arrebatártela a la fuerza.

Subaru: ¡Una espada…! ¡Retrocede Yui!

Yui: ¡¿…?!

Carla: Subaru, aún estás a tiempo. Si me entregas a Eva pasaré por alto este escándalo.

Carla: A fin de cuentas eres mi hermano menor.

Subaru: …No lo soy. Deja de decir estupideces, que eres un fundador.

Carla: ¿Cómo?

Subaru: ¡No pienso entregártela!

Carla: Hmph. Mira que arrojarme un cuchillo, que vulgar… Mejor blande tu espada.

*Carla ataca*

Subaru: ¡Hijo de…!

Carla: Sé consciente del grave pecado que es la traición, pobre necio.

Subaru: ¡¿A quién llamas inepto?! ¡Ese eres tú! ¡Al olvidar que eres un fundador tu poder está limitado!

*Subaru ataca*

Carla: …

Subaru: ¡Maldita sea! ¡No vamos a resolver nada!

Subaru: ¡Escapemos, Yui! ¡¡Es nuestra oportunidad!!

Yui: ¡Sí, Subaru-kun!

Monólogo:

“Subaru-kun cruzó espadas con Carla-san y logró derribarle momentáneamente.

Aprovechó esa oportunidad para tomar mi mano y empezamos a correr.

Huimos de aquellos falsos hermanos—.“

Lugar: Cueva

Yui: …Aah… Ah, ah…

Subaru: …Aah.

Subaru: …No parece que nos persigan. Solo espero que nadie nos haya visto escapar hasta acá.

Yui: ¿Por qué no nos habrán seguido…?

Subaru: Puede que estén en shock.

Subaru: Incluso si no me creyeron, es probable que les surgieran dudas con respecto al sabor de tu sangre.

Yui: Ahora que lo dices, mientras ustedes dos peleaban, el resto solo se quedó mirando.

Subaru: Y en vista de que no les ordenó nada, es probable que Carla se sintiera desesperado.

Subaru: Aunque ni idea de en qué pensaba, es difícil de leer.

Subaru: …Solo espero que aquí podamos descansar un poco.

Yui: (¡Ah, la camisa de Subaru-kun está manchada de sangre!)

Yui: ¡¿Acaso estás herido…?!

Subaru: Esto no es nada. Estaré bien si descanso un poco.

Yui: Pero debe de dolerte mucho. La sangre tampoco ha coagulado…

Yui: Puede que tu herida se haya abierto al moverte tan bruscamente. ¡Déjame ver!

Subaru: ¡O-oye! ¡Detente…!

Yui: —Aah, lo sabía. Estás sangrando mucho.

Yui: Tus heridas al fin se habían cerrado y ahora se volvieron a abrir.

Subaru: Todavía no terminaba de curarme, pero tampoco es la gran cosa.

Yui: (Mentiroso. Sus heridas están demasiado abiertas. Estoy segura de que incluso le faltan fuerzas.)

Yui: Subaru-kun, bebe mi sangre. Incluso si no te cura por completo, al menos servirá para aliviarte.

Subaru: No. Una vez que empiece a succionar no podré parar. En estos momentos no me creo capaz de controlarme.

Lo hago por ti♙

Me da igual lo que me pase. ♟

Lo hago por ti:

Yui: Yo estaré bien. Ha pasado bastante desde la última vez que tomaste mi sangre.

Yui: Quiero hacer algo por ti. No solo quiero ser protegida, también quiero ayudarte.

Subaru: …

Yui: Por eso déjame hacer lo que esté a mi alcance, ¿sí?

Subaru: Tú, pero qué dices… Luego no me culpes por lo que suceda.

No me importa lo que me pase:

Yui: No me importa lo que me pase. Incluso si muero…

Subaru: ¡Tonta, qué dices! Jamás te perdonaría eso.

Yui: Pero si fuera para ayudarte…

Fin de las opciones

Yui: No te preocupes. Por favor bebe mi sangre, Subaru-kun.

Yui: No quiero que seas el único que sufra. Somos una pareja, debemos compartir nuestro dolor.

Subaru: Aah… De verdad que amas decir locuras.

Subaru: Aunque si no curo mis heridas no podré protegerte. No es momento de poner excusas.

Subaru: ¿A qué viene eso de que no podría controlarme? Patético. Te demostraré que soy capaz de suprimir mis instintos.

Subaru: …Ya me decidí. ¿Tú también, no?

Yui: Sí, ven a mí.

Subaru: …No te desmayes del placer. No me dejes solo. Ah, nn… hm.

Yui: Nn… Aah…

Subaru: …Nnn… Aah…

Yui: Aah…

Yui: (Los colmillos de Subaru-kun se clavan profundamente dentro de mí…)

Subaru: …Nn, ngh…

Yui: …Ah, Subaru-kun…

[Si tocas las flores:

Boca de Subaru: Aah… ¿Por qué tu sangre es tan caliente y dulce?

Cuello de Yui: Estás temblando. ¿Estás bien? Si te duele no te contengas y dilo. Aunque incluso si me pides que me detenga ahora… puede que no sea capaz.]

Subaru: …Tu sangre… Sí que es… dulce.

Yui: Nn… Puedes beber más.

Yui: (Por favor, rezo porque mi sangre… tenga el poder de curar a Subaru-kun.)

Subaru: ¡Tonta! ¡No me seduzcas con esa voz tan dulce! O de verdad seré incapaz de frenarme.

Yui: No importa, si eres tú…

Yui: (Ya que siempre succionas mi sangre con delicadeza y me haces sentir tan bien…)

Yui: (Mi cuerpo se siente caliente y ligero… es como si estuviera en un sueño.)

Subaru: Yo no quiero eso. Quiero cuidarte más que a mí mismo…

*luego*

Yui: ¿Qué tal? ¿Te sientes mejor, aunque sea un poco?

Subaru: Sí, estoy mejor que antes, gracias.

Yui: Al final sí que fuiste capaz de controlarte. Sabía que podrías, confiaba en ti.

Subaru: Oye, ¿por qué hablas tan despreocupadamente? No bebí lo suficiente.

Yui: ¿Ah, no? Entonces puedes seguir…

Subaru: ¡Tonta! ¡¿Por qué te desvistes?! ¡Dije que ya fue suficiente!

Yui: ¿S-seguro…?

Yui: (Tampoco tiene que apenarse.)

Subaru: No podemos solo hacer eso, tenemos que hablar sobre lo que haremos de aquí en adelante.

Yui: Sí, es verdad.

Subaru: Carla seguro nos perseguirá para recuperar a Eva.

Subaru: Incluso sin recuerdos sigue siendo igual de orgulloso que siempre y ahora está enfrascado en ser el rey supremo.

Yui: Y es un fundador, si peleara con todo su poder no hay duda de que sería el más fuerte.

Subaru: Lo sé. Puede que sea porque no tiene sus recuerdos, pero hasta ahora no ha intentado usar sus poderes de fundador.

Yui: ¿Su poder está vinculado a sus memorias?

Subaru: Ni idea. Pero mientras no se vea a sí mismo como fundador.

Subaru: Imagino que no intentará usar esos poderes.

Subaru: Pero nos enfrentamos a cuatro personas, fundador o no, si los enfrento a todos juntos no podré ganar.

Yui: …Lo siento.

Subaru: ¿Ah? ¿De qué te disculpas?

Yui: Es que si no me hubieras protegido no habrías salido herido y podrías pelear en mejores condiciones…

Subaru: Tonta. Si no te hubiera protegido no habría recobrado mis memorias.

Subaru: Así que no te disculpes. Escapé para protegerte, ¿qué más puedo hacer?

Yui: …Es verdad, tienes razón. Entonces déjame decírtelo nuevamente, gracias.

Subaru: Sí, no vuelvas a culparte.

Yui: (Fufu, es tan amable.)

Yui: Oye, me pregunto hasta dónde llegará esta cueva.

Yui: ¿Hasta dónde escapamos?

Subaru: Ni idea. Puede que en vez de huir lo más lejos posible sea más seguro escapar hasta otra mansión.

Yui: Pero las otras casas también buscan a Eva… a mí.

Subaru: Los Orange… no son una opción, acabamos de pelear y Ayato seguro sigue enojado.

Subaru: Podríamos volver y apostar todo o nada a que Laito recobre sus memorias, pero es arriesgado.

Yui: Entonces…

Subaru: Podríamos esperar más del calmado Reiji de los Scarlet.

Subaru: Además, Shu también está allí, si logramos negociar bien quizás nos oculten.

Subaru: …Aunque dudo que me hagan caso.

Yui: No digas eso, Subaru-kun. Recuerda que son tus verdaderos hermanos mayores.

Subaru: Aunque sean mis hermanos, los Sakamaki somos distintos de los Mukami o de los fundadores.

Yui: …Aun así, estoy segura de que podrán entenderse. Tranquilo, confiemos en sus verdaderos vínculos.

Subaru: Verdaderos vínculos… no digas eso, me da asco.

Yui: Pero…

Subaru: Ya entendí. No lograremos nada escondiéndonos.

Subaru: Vayamos a ver a Reiji. A mis desagradables hermanos mayores.

Yui: ¡…Sí! Te seguiré hasta el fin del mundo.

Subaru: Sí, lo sé.

[Capítulo 10]

[Masterpost]

¿Te gustan mis traducciones? Puedes apoyarme en ko-fi nwn.

[xjulixred45x]

How is the relationship of zagreus with the other gods now that he unalived hades for real ? From the olympus and the underworld

THAT'S A GOOD QUESTION.

First of all, I'm not sure if Hades is dead, but I DEFINITELY don't think he's on a physical plane. It's something like, the plane of Chaos, a ghost (can the gods in Hades die? serious question). Although of course, to the rest of the world, he is dead.

as I said in the original work, some gods of the Underworld don't really change their relationship with Zagreus after this, like Nyx and Hypnos for example. Nyx supports Zagreus in whatever he thinks is best, even if she didn't think he would go to that extreme, she definitely feels some guilt for not having done more to improve the situation for Zagreus and avoid it. Hypnos is Hypnos, at least now with Zagreus as boss he works better.

the only one who's a little uncomfortable is Thanatos. partly because he never thought he would have Zagreus as his BOSS of all people, and on the other hand, seeing everything that made him want to leave the Underworld and especially how Hades had to do with it, he can't blame him.

I said it in my original post, but he feels somewhat guilty for not having done more for Zagreus.

Persephone still loves Zagreus deeply and that will not change, even less when she finds out that he did it in part so that his father would stop well, TRYING TO KILL HIM, she supports him in that aspect even if she regrets the death of Hades.

The gods of Olympus are something... complicated.

There are those who don't care in the least because it doesn't affect them directly: Dionysus, Artemis, Athena, Demeter, Aphrodite, etc.

Ares fully supports the bloodshed👍✨and Poseidon believes it was a matter of "kill or be killed" so he supports Zag.

and other gods are slightly upset with Zagreus for having done that for the balance of the world or their jobs, like Zeus or Hermes.

Although Zeus is more angry, he gives Zag the cold shoulder for a few centuries. It's just like what happened with Kronos, he really doesn't know what to think. but he doesn't hate Zagreus. Same with Hermes, it's more of an irritation.

(let's keep in mind that in this AU there was no reconciliation and everyone was very distant from Hades, so it wasn't a very painful death for them either)

_______________

ESO ES UNA BUENA PREGUNTA.

Primero que nada, no estoy segura de si Hades esta muerto muerto, pero DEFINITIVAMENTE no creo que este en un plano fisico. es algo como, el plano de Chaos, un fantasma(¿los dioses en Hades pueden morir? pregunta seria). aunque claro, para el resto del mundo, esta muerto.

como dije en el trabajo original, algunos dioses del Inframundo realmente no cambian su relación con Zagreus después de esto, como Nyx e Hypnos por ejemplo. Nyx apoya a Zagreus en lo que considere mejor, incluso si no penso que llegaria a ese extremo, definitivamente se siente algo culpable de no haber hecho mas para mejorar la situación para Zagreus y evitarla. Hypnos es Hypnos, al menos ahora con Zagreus como jefe trabaja mejor.

el único un poco incomodo es Thanatos. en parte porque nunca penso que tendria a Zagreus como su JEFE de todas las personas, y por otra parte, viendo todo lo que le hizo querer irse del Inframundo y sobretodo como Hades tenia que ver con eso, no puede culparlo.

lo dije en mi post original, pero el se siente algo culpable por no haber hecho mas por Zagreus.

Persefone sigue amando a Zagreus profundamente y eso no cambiara, menos cuando se entera que en parte lo hizo para que su padre dejara de bueno, INTENTAR MATARLO, lo apoya en ese aspecto aun si lamenta la muerte de Hades.

los dioses del Olimpo son algo... complicado.

hay quienes no les importa en lo mas minimo porque no les afecta directamente: Dionisio, Artemisa, Atenea, Demeter, Afrodita, , etc.

Ares apoya completamente el derramamiento de sangre👍✨y Poseidon cree que fue una cuestion de "matar o que te maten" por lo que apoya a Zag.

y otros dioses estan ligeramente molestos con Zagreus por haber hecho eso por el equilibrio del mundo o sus trabajos, como Zeus o Hermes.

aunque Zeus mas que estae enojado le hace la ley del hielo a Zag por unos cuantos siglos. simplemente es como lo que paso con Cronos, realmente no sabe que pensar. pero no odia a Zagreus. lo mismo con Hermes, es mas una irritacion.

(tengamos en cuenta que en este AU no hubo ninguna reconciliación y todos estaban muy distantes con Hades, por lo que tampoco fue una muerte muy dolida por ellos)

[kdram-chjh]

Cdrama: The Journey of Chong Zi (2023)

Chongzi doesn't want the two boys she likes to fight.😣😥 #重紫 #TheJourneyofChongzi #杨超越#徐正溪 #shorts

Watch this video on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/N85DnDQDc6M

[pryderlinua]

Pryderlinua: A Shipping Manifesto (with a Side of @tesslinua Shade)

Opposites Attract: Order vs. Chaos, Law vs. Life (Sorry, Tess)

Pryder and Alinua couldn’t be more different in terms of their worldviews, and that’s exactly why they work.

Pryder is all about order, structure, and the rule of law. He values stability and he’s not afraid to uphold it—whether with a stern lecture or a sharp blade.

Alinua, on the other hand, is a force of nature (literally), driven by emotions, compassion, and the free-spirited force of Life Magic. She’s chaos wrapped in kindness, always moving with the flow of her heart.

Tesslinua fans, don’t get too comfy. While Tess may be fun and spontaneous, she’s all over the place, and let’s face it—her chaotic energy just doesn’t give Alinua the stability she needs. Tess can’t always be there to keep things in check, but Pryder? He can give Alinua the balance she deserves, while still challenging her to grow in all the best ways.

A Relationship of Growth and Understanding (Sorry Tess, You’re Still Just A Little Too Messy)

Pryder and Alinua would be the ultimate pair of complementary opposites, helping each other grow in ways that would never happen with Tess. Sure, Tess is a good friend, but let’s be real:

Pryder’s calm, collected nature would help Alinua reign in her powers and learn to think before acting. A little bit of tactical strategy never hurt anyone, right?

Alinua’s warmth and compassion would push Pryder to open up and connect with others on a more emotional level. Tess? Tess might just make her yell more when things don’t go her way!

Unlike Tesslinua, where it’s all “let’s run wild and see what happens,” Pryderlinua would be built on trust, learning, and mutual support. Can Tess say that? Doubt it. "Let me share my home with you," sis you don't even have a home. What you're gonna crash at Alinua's place for a week like a hobo then fuck off on another adventure?

The Protector and the Healer (Tess is... Well, Tess)

When it comes to the Protector vs. Healer dynamic, Pryder and Alinua have it down.

Pryder is more than willing to fight for what he believes in, but he would never let Alinua put herself at risk without ensuring she’s protected. His loyalty means something, and he wouldn’t leave her vulnerable.

Alinua, as the healer, would remind Pryder that not every difference is irreconcilable—sometimes, kindness and care are the ultimate diplomatic tools.

Now, Tess? Tess might try to help, but let’s face it—she’s more likely to get in trouble, drag Alinua into danger, and then “oops, sorry” her way through it. That’s fun at the moment, but it’s not really the stability and growth that Alinua needs. Pryder, however, would be there every step of the way, helping Alinua balance her healing powers with the practical reality of their dangerous world.

Enemies to Allies to Lovers (Tesslinua is Just ??? to ???)

Pryder and Alinua’s relationship would start with tension, yes—but in the best possible way. Their initial friction over their differing philosophies would lead to fascinating development, where they slowly come to respect each other, eventually growing into a deep emotional bond.

Pryder would learn to trust his emotions (no, not just his duty) and start realizing that Alinua’s spontaneity is not just chaos—it’s life in action.

Alinua would learn that not everything needs to be healed instantly, and that strategy and planning are essential too.

Tess and Alinua’s dynamic, on the other hand, is just a series of “whoops, that was a bad idea” moments followed by more bad ideas. Yeah, the chemistry’s there, but it’s more like a roller coaster that never gets off the ground—it’s fun, but ultimately, it’s all over the place.

He/Him Lesbian Supremacy (Tess literally can't even bother with a she/they)

Are we just handing the reins to any muscly lesbian these days? Tess ticks all the sapphic boxes, sure, but Pryder sees beyond that and carves his own path through the gender fluid.

Final Thoughts: The Real Match for Alinua

Let’s face it—Pryderlinua has depth, development, and a healthy balance of tension and warmth.

Pryder’s protective nature, paired with Alinua’s warmth and passion, would create a romance that is both tender and powerful.

Tess might be fun, but fun only gets you so far when you’re literally carrying the weight of life’s magic on your shoulders.

Pryder respects Alinua’s strength and individuality, while Tess is a bit too distracted by shiny things to see what Alinua really needs.

Alinua deserves someone who sees her potential, respects her power, and helps her grow into the best version of herself. In contrast, Tess is just there for the ride—and that’s fine, but Pryder is in it for the long haul.

Let’s be real—Pryderlinua is the ship that sets sail to greatness. Tesslinua may be entertaining, but let’s leave it at that.

[onlyonetifosi]

This was requested by @maximeverstappen so i hope you like it <3

The smell of gasoline filled the air as the final race of the Formula 1 season approached. The championship title hung in the balance, and all eyes were on Y/N, the only female driver in the sport, as she prepared to make history. The nerves were palpable as she tightened the straps of her helmet and adjusted her gloves, stealing a quick glance at her boyfriend, Charles Leclerc, who stood by her side.

"Je t'aime, mon cœur," Charles whispered, leaning in to give Y/N a kiss on the cheek. "You've got this. Make us proud out there."

Y/N smiled, her heart fluttering at the sound of Charles' words and the support in his eyes. "I will, mon amour. For us."

The engines roared to life as the cars lined up on the grid. Y/N could feel the adrenaline coursing through her veins, fueling her determination. As the lights went out, she pushed the pedal to the metal, her car surging forward with precision. Lap after lap, she fought tooth and nail, her skills and determination shining through. The crowd erupted into cheers as Y/N took the lead.

Meanwhile, Charles, in his Ferrari, was locked in a fierce battle for second place. He skillfully maneuvered through the pack, displaying his extraordinary talent. The championship hung in the balance, and every move on the track mattered.

Finally, the checkered flag waved, signaling the end of the race. Y/N crossed the finish line first, securing the world championship title. Tears of joy filled her eyes as the realization sank in. She had done it. The first-ever female F1 world champion.

Charles pulled up beside her, a mix of pride and happiness evident on his face. He stepped out of his car and walked toward Y/N, engulfing her in a warm embrace. "Je suis si fier de toi, ma championne," he murmured into her ear. "You did it. You've made history."

The roar of the crowd filled the air as YN, the only female Formula 1 driver, stood on the podium, her heart pounding with exhilaration. It was the last race of the season, and she had just won the World Championship. Next to her stood Charles Leclerc, her loving boyfriend and fellow driver, who had finished in second place. The euphoria of victory surged through her veins, but her eyes searched for Charles amidst the jubilant chaos.

The winter break arrived, and Charles planned a vacation for them on a remote, exotic island. He invited his family along, wanting to share this special moment with his loved ones. Y/N felt blessed to be a part of their close-knit circle.

Arriving at the island, they were greeted by pristine beaches, crystal-clear waters, and lush greenery. It was paradise. The group settled into their luxurious villa, and Y/N found herself paired with Charlotte, Charles' older brother Lorenzo's girlfriend, and Kika, Pierre’s girlfriend for a day of exploring and shopping, their laughter filling the air as they perused the colorful stores. Y/N tried on various dresses, twirling in front of the mirror while the girls complimented her every choice.

As they wandered through the vibrant local markets, Y/N couldn't contain her excitement. The colorful fabrics, intricate crafts, and aromatic spices filled her senses. Charlotte smiled at her enthusiasm, knowing what was to come.

"Y/N, you're going to look absolutely stunning," Kika gushed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Charles is a lucky man."

Y/N blushed, a soft smile playing on her lips. "And I'm the luckiest woman in the world to have him."

After a day of shopping, Y/N, Kika and Charlotte returned to the villa, only to find it transformed. The backyard was adorned with twinkling lights, flower petals scattered on the ground, and a table set for a romantic dinner. Y/N's heart skipped a beat, realizing what was happening. Charles walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss on her cheek.

"Absolutely stunning," YN replied, leaning back against his chest. "I can't believe we're here."

Charles nuzzled his nose against her ear and whispered, "You deserve every bit of it, mon amour. You've worked so hard for this, and I couldn't be prouder of you."

A warm smile graced YN's lips. "Thank you, Charles. None of this would be possible without your love and support."

He turned her around to face him, his eyes shimmering with adoration. "YN, you've brought so much joy into my life. I can't imagine it without you. Je t'aime plus que tout."

Her heart fluttered at his words, knowing that he meant every syllable. "Je t'aime aussi, Charles," she whispered, resting her head against his chest.

The Leclerc family, together with Pierre and Kika, had become YN's second family, and the vacation solidified their bond even further.

"Mes amis, my family," Charles began, his voice brimming with emotion. "Today, we celebrate YN's incredible achievement, but there is something else that makes this moment even more special."

He dropped to one knee, a small box in his hand, and the gasps of surprise filled the air.

"YN, ma chérie, you've brought so much love and happiness into my life. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

Tears welled up in YN's eyes as she nodded vigorously, a radiant smile illuminating her face. "Yes, Charles, a thousand times yes!"

The group erupted in applause and cheers, congratulating the newly engaged couple. Charles slipped the ring onto YN's finger, sealing their love in an eternal bond.

As the night continued, YN found herself wrapped in Charles' arms, their bodies swaying to the rhythm of the waves crashing against the shore. They danced, whispering sweet words to each other, promising a future filled with love, laughter, and continued adventures. The night sky sparkled with stars as Y/N and Charles danced under a canopy of fairy lights, their hearts overflowing with love. Their families and friends surrounded them, raising their glasses in celebration.

Charles pulled Y/N closer, whispering sweetly in her ear. "Mon trésor, you've made me the happiest man in the world today. I can't wait to build a future together, to cherish and support you in all that you do."

Y/N beamed, her heart filled with gratitude and love. "And I can't wait to stand by your side, Charles, as we conquer the world together."

In that magical moment, surrounded by their loved ones, YN knew that winning the World Championship was just the beginning of an extraordinary journey they would embark on together.

[ornitha-rynque]

J'essaie d'écrire une présentation pour ma prochaine expo, c'est super difficile, ça fait un mois que je bloque et faut que je l'envoie avant mercredi ><

Pour l'instant j'ai fait ça

> Vers 2013 Ornitha à commencé à faire des points avec des stylos sur du papier, depuis elle continue. Au début c'était un jeu totalement personnel sans sens ni prétention, et petit a petit elle à commencé a y trouver une profondeur et a eu envie de partager ses créations. > > Certains dessins commencent par des points au hasard, d'autres avec des croquis et inspirations bien définies, mais le processus fini toujours par la surprendre et l'émerveillée par les motifs, structures et mouvements inattendus qui émergent du chaos. La difficulté est ensuite de réussir des les renforcer pour les rendre visible et créer une composition harmonieuse qui les mettent en valeur. > > Ses principales inspirations sont les interactions entre nous, la nature et l'univers. Dans ses dessins on trouve souvent des galaxies, des organismes et des sociétés qui se construisant et croissent avec beaucoup de chaos mais dans lesquelles il y a toujours des structures et des motifs qui se retrouvent à toutes les échelles. > La simplicité du point d'encre noire sur le papier blanc lui permet de mieux percevoir les structures qui traversent la multitude, les points sur le papier sont tel des atomes dans la matière, des cellules dans un organisme, des feuilles dans une forêt, des humains dans une ville, des étoiles dans le ciel, ou des galaxies dans Laniakea. > > Par ses dessins Ornitha invite à prendre une pause pour contempler l'infini et se rappeler que l'humanité n'est pas plus importante qu'un insecte et pas moins importante qu'une galaxie. Notre corps est un écosystème, notre esprit a une créativité infinie, et les hiérarchies et autres frontières qu'il y a entre nous n'ont aucun sens, nous sommes tous unis dans un même cosmos et il ne faut oublier personne pour créer de l'harmonie.

C'est de la merde ou c'est une impression ?

(si voyez des fautes n'hésitez pas à le dire)

[floatingaimlessly333]

Terrible news :

I’m sick with the flu and the only thing that can cure me is price family/joking/pos

Oh no!!! I’m hope I’m not too late, but I have brought something that may ease your illness:

Simon felt like he was going to vomit. Which, unfortunately, had become a common feeling over the past few weeks.

Johnny joked that it was morning sickness, which that earned him a glare and several hours of the silent treatment.

Simon knew that, in reality, it was just nerves. But this was a kind of nervousness he hadn’t felt since he was a teen, and he very much hadn’t missed it.

What was everyone going to say? Even worse, what would they think but never dare tell him to his face? What if they thought he couldn’t do this? What is it turned out that they were right?

If he didn’t shut this train of thought down, he was definitely going to end up having a meltdown. He just wished that all these questions had come to mind before he made such a huge commitment.

It was far too late for that now. This wasn’t something he could just back out of. Well, he technically could. But he couldn’t, wouldn’t, do that to Johnny. He was nothing like his shitty excuse for a father, and he was going to prove it.

Simon was finally broken out of his spiral by a warm palm landing on his shoulder.

“Ye ready to go, love? Pretty sure if we’re not at the house in the next 20 minutes, Farah’s gonnae drag us over there herself.”

The most Si could manage was a nod. He needed to save all of his words for the barrage of questions he was bound to face from his family. Even though he knew that, if his voice did fail him, his wonderful husband would be right there to carry on for him.

Without another word, the two men made their way to the car, followed by Si’s service dog Riley. The giant german shepherd made herself comfy in the equally as large man’s lap, as opposed to her usual spot in the back. She was always good at knowing when her owner could use an extra bit of comfort.

The car ride was far too short and quiet for either of the men’s tastes. That’s how you knew Johnny was just as nervous, because he couldn’t bring himself to fill the silence. After all, it wasn’t just the Price family that had to get the approval of, but the entire Mactavish and Riley clans as well.

Simon could do this. They could do this. They had to. They knew when they made the decision months ago that this was going to happen. And now it was go time.

“Are you sure we can’t tell them in 7 months? Make it a fun little surprise?” Simon was trying to lighten the mood, but his voice came out a little more desperate than intended.

“Si, if we do that both our mam’s will skin us alive. And then we’ll have ta deal with ma sisters, and then yer siblings, and then-“

“Alright, alright, I get it.” He sighed. “Let’s just get this over with.” He turned to leave the car, but John caught his hand before it could reach for the handle.

“It’s gonnae be alright, Mo ghràdh. But if it goes tits up, then we’ll just run away to the Highlands and become cow farmers.”

“I’m holding you to that, Johnny.” With one finally deep breath and a peck on the lips from his ridiculous partner, Simon was ready to face their family. Well, as ready as he was going to be.

The Price family house was the same as it was the day he had moved out: loud. It was actually louder than ever, with the combined noise of three families and his papa’s ever-growing collection of animals.

The pair made their way to the living room, narrowly avoiding tripping over Kyle’s rambunctious twin girls and a pit bull puppy with a case of the zoomies. There, they found the center of the chaos.

Price and Nik were busy cooing over Kyle’s youngest daughter, while Bonnie Mactavish boasted about her own small army of grandkids. Mary Riley was reminiscing about when Joseph was a baby, much the squirming seven-year-old’s embarrassment.

Roach and Alex had separated themselves from the baby fever and were in the middle of an aggressive arm wrestling match. They had already roped Phillip into their competition earlier, if the ice pack on his hand was anything to go by. Farah was alternating between cheering them on and fussing over a heavily pregnant Valeria. Valeria was juggling between soothing her worried wife and loudly arguing with Ale, as usual. Rudy was nowhere to be seen, meaning he had someone managed to escape the mayhem for a minute. Which Simon was deeply jealous of.

The two newcomers remained unnoticed until Joseph let out a squeal of “Uncle Simon!” and rushed into the blonde man’s arms.

Suddenly, all eyes were on them and a hush fell over the room. The couple’s arrival reminded everyone that they were gathered there to hear an Announcement, and everyone was on the edge of their seats.

The abrupt silence was somehow worse than the deafening noise, and Simon had to stop himself from booking it to the exit. He almost lost the battle to his urges, but then his mum was there, guiding him to the couch and telling him how much she missed him.

The other adults in the room broke out of their own stupor and followed suit, greeting the pair with hugs and kisses and pats on the back. Tommy even offered Si a brotherly smack on the back of the head, which he eagerly reciprocated.

But all too quickly, everyone remembered why they where their, and the spotlight was firmly back the young men.

This was it.

Simon felt the nausea roiling in his stomach once again, and he feared he might puke all over Joseph, who had settled in his lap.

He contemplated passing the little boy over to Beth, but then Jo looked up at him with those big green eyes and his cute little gap-toothed smile. He could do this. If not for himself, then for his nephew, who had influenced this decision in the first place.

Sensing his trepidation, Johnny opened his mouth to start them off, but Si silenced him with a hand on his thigh. He said that he wanted to be the one to tell them, and he was sticking by that.

He looked into Johnny’s eyes to muster up his courage, and then he said those words that were both dread and so joyous.

“Johnny and I are having a baby.”

More silence.

Si’s stomach dropped and his mind raced. They didn’t think he could do it. They thought he’d be a bad father. He couldn’t be here. He couldn’t look at them. He couldn’t do this.

He started to awkwardly stand up, hoping to throw up somewhere that wasn’t on his nephew. He’s stopped in his tracks by a startled laugh from next to him.

“Bloody hell, Si, ye couldnae have broken the news gentler? Ah think yer da is gonnae have a heart attack!” Johnny broke off again in a fit a laughter, earning him a smack from his oldest sister. But even she was smothering her own chuckle.

All around him, Si’s family began to laugh, filling the space with the bright and happy noise he was so accustomed to.

After he recovered from his own amusement, Johnny began to explain everything in more detail. He told them about their surrogate, and how she was about 3 months along. Meanwhile, Simon just sat there, basking in the smiles and congratulations from a family he never imagined he’d be lucky enough to have.

Eventually, it was Nik who popped the question everyone was dying to know.

“So, am I looking forward to a beautiful granddaughter or a beautiful grandson?”

Johnny smiled wickedly and let Simon do the honors.

“A grandson.” He let a beat go by, before hitting them with the big news. “And a granddaughter.”

There was an eruption of squeals and gasps and cheers from around the room, leaving no doubt in Simon’s mind that their babies were love and accepted. That he was loved and accepted.

After that, everything blended into a rowdy and overstimulating and wonderful mess.

Nik whooped and started passing drinks around the room. Price cried about how his baby was growing up while Bonnie teased him, even with the tears in her own eyes. Johnny’s sisters tried to scare their brother with parenting horror stories, while Simon’s siblings fought over who would be the favorite aunt/uncle. Gaz and Tommy welcomed him as a new father. Joseph insisted that he should get to be the first one to hold the new babies.

Simon let it wash over him, content to lean into his mum and watch everyone celebrate.

“You’re gonna be such a good dad, Si. Your babies will know they’re loved from the second they’re born. I’m so proud of you, baby boy.” Mary pressed a kiss to his temple, and if he let a few tears slip down his face, then that was his business.

He could do this. It would be hard. Anything in life that’s worth is. But at least he wouldn’t be doing it alone.

These babies really had no idea how much love was waiting for them when they get here.

I’m sorry this is so long!!! I haven’t written anything is so long, so it just kinda all came out lol. I hope you like it and that it’s not a complete mess!!! I hope this helps you feel better! Don’t die on me, Aggs!!