#man has like 10 different backup plans

[nerevarswritingstuff]

Wukong and Nibby at an amusement park <3

On a scale of Asking Nibby Directly to Full On Conspiracy Board, how complicated and absurd is Wukong’s plan to get Nibby to an amusement park?

Allow me to answer this question with a single image

[ms-m-astrologer]

Transiting Mars enters Gemini

Saturday, July 20 - Wednesday, September 4, 2024

“Mouth warrior.” That’s a description of this placement from an article in The Mountain Astrologer 20+ years ago. My son (who just graduated from law school) has natal Mars in Gemini, so I can attest that “mouth warrior” is absolutely, perfectly correct. The man loves to argue.

With Gemini, there are always at least three problems (regardless of what’s in it). One, the energy tends to fluctuate; two, things tend to take place only in our heads, not in real life; three, we make very good plans but we don’t act on them. How does this play out in Mars’ areas?

Physical strength - we think we’re stronger than we actually are. Or, we think we aren’t as strong as we actually are. Gemini is the sign of fine motor skills, and we can work on that kind of dexterity. Some of us will put some energy into strengthening our minds.

Energy levels - here is where the fluctuation really shows up. Rarin’ to go one moment, tired as hell the next.

Sexuality - they talk a good game, all right. This position is good for experimentation and role-playing.

(Side note: yes, this is short, but remember that this is my son’s natal Mars - and the only thing grosser than imagining your parents “doing it,” is imagining your kids. Ew ew ew.)

How we go after what we want - elaborate plans. Very elaborate. We aren’t as bothered about a short, straight path, as Mars usually is. We try to talk our way into what we’re after (and out of trouble).

Mars/Gemini is a good chance for us to learn how to speak up - how to think ahead, to look before we leap - and to have backup plans.

A couple days or so on either side of these aspects, should do. Mars is beginning to slow down a bit, and in fact enters its retrograde zone on October 3. Use the Mars/Gemini energy to plan ahead!

Sunday, July 21 - Mars/Gemini trine Pluto Rx/Aquarius, 0°53’. Plans! How strategic can we get?! There is a lot of mental energy - this is the day of a Full Moon, and we are fizzing and popping.

Friday, August 2 - Sunday, August 4:

Mars/Gemini (8°30’) semi-square Chiron Rx/Aries (23°30’)

Mars/Gemini inconjunct Ceres Rx/Capricorn, 9°04’

Mars/Gemini sextile North Node/Aries, trine South Node/Libra, 9°27’

Mars/Gemini (10°28’) semi-square Eris Rx/Aries (25°28’)

Minor obstacles. We may recognize this, and try to work around them.

Monday, August 12 - Friday, August 16:

Mars/Gemini (15°23’) sesquiquad Pluto Rx/Aquarius (0°23’)

Mars/Gemini conjunct Jupiter/Gemini, 16°40’

Mars/Gemini square Saturn Rx/Pisces, 17°42’

Just wow - this is a hugely ambitious time, but our timing is off, and we feel held back and restrained. Sort of like trying to get the car started, but the motor turns over a couple of times and then stops. Curbing our impatience is mandatory. Think and plan in the longer term.

Friday, August 23 - Saturday, August 24:

Mars/Gemini sextile Mercury Rx/Leo, 22°43’

Mars/Gemini sextile Chiron Rx/Aries, 23°10’

Overflowing with good ideas. We may not be able to do anything about them right now (Mercury and Chiron are retrograde), but if we can somehow “hold that thought” we can use the information in the future.

Wednesday, August 28 - Mars/Gemini sextile Eris Rx/Aries, 25°22’. This is where the Mouth Warriors will really step up. “Fighting words.” Having a good physical outlet will help with this.

Monday, September 2 - Wednesday, September 4:

Mars/Gemini square Neptune Rx/Pisces, 28°59’

Mars/Gemini inconjunct Pluto Rx/Capricorn, 29°57’

What a crappy way to end the transit - Mars as the apex of a yod, inconjunct both Neptune and Pluto. (And guess who has this in her chart, except different signs?) The wider wirld thwarts our olans and schemes. Adjustments need to be made, and if we’ve worked on making the most of Mars/Gemini, we’re ready for them.

[fumrell]

I need to infodump about my characters. For my own sanity.

Run, Dot, EXE is a game that I'm. Theoretically working on but saving the brunt of development for after I do this game jam. It's gonna be a shoot 'em up bullet hell. Thing. With visual novel elements. Somewhere between Hades, Awaria, and like. Google Dinosaur Game.

ANYWAYS shocker the three main characters are Run, Dot, and EXE (pronounced Eeks). You will now hear about them in excrutiating detail.

All three are escaped military prototype robots. A fully autonomous, unmanned task force that can deal with any dirty work they don't want humans to do. The problem is, of course, that they have hundreds of thousands of dollars of R&D and hardware behind them. Naturally, the government keeps them on a pretty short leash. The 3 title characters get tired of this treatment and run away, to live in a shitty little apartment above a shitty little bar and try to figure out how to be normal.

Run is the one in the gang who has a real, humanoid body. Her legs are running blades, and her arms are a laser blade on one side and a mega man cannon thing on the other (the barrel of the gun is the perfect size to hold a can of NTox, AKA booze for robots. Yes this is relevent. Kinda.) She's restrained and timid, almost awkward in social interaction, but she always seems more articulate in combat. More at home. She's resolved herself to not get attached to anyone but Dot and EXE, because anyone else may not be On Her Side. They could turn on her. Or just have different goals from her. Wonder where she got that idea! Crazy! The closest point of comparison is Melinoe from Hades.

Dot, on the other hand, isn't physical at all. She's an on-board AI that analyzes data taken in by Run and feeds back the bits that are useful for combat. As such, she's nosy and curious by nature, wanting to understand all she can about a world she can see but never feel. She almost feels like she's watching a TV show or playing a game sometimes. The closest point of comparison is Dessie, from Reflection.

EXE is a little guy!!! Silly widdle guy! He's basically a floating CRT monitor with little grabby claws and several other functions. He was designed to be Run's hands, providing emergency backup and repairs, as well as storage. He's a people pleaser, trying at all opportunities to prove his worth. He's your Tails, but the real closest point of comparison is SCOUT from Murder By Numbers.

Okay surprise there's another one. See. Run, Dot, and EXE weren't the only military prototype robots that lab was working on. There's also Leap. Your Shadow the Hedgehog. She's Run's ex-girlfriend, and the opposite of Run in most ways. She's loud, abrasive, painfully honest with her feelings, and chaotic. She shoots missiles from her legs! After Run ran away, without so much as a goodbye, Leap went. A little crazy. To prevent her from getting ideas, they stripped her own on-board AI, Blip, from her, neutered his sapience, and shut him away. Leap is all alone in the world when she's sent to find Run, and when she finds Run, she is *pissed*. Her initial goal is just to subdue Run so she can be dragged back to the lab, but as time passes, Leap realizes how much happier Run is outside the lab, and they reconnect. Robot yuri! Toxic at first but they work it out eventually. Did I mention I have 10 bosses loosely planned and Leap is just the first one? Haha. Ueah.

[blacklegsanjiii]

North Blue Language CH 10

“The hell are you two doing?” Zoro snaps, making them both look at him.

(woops it's been a minute, Tumblr gets 3 chapters today)

The cook doesn't let Zoro touch him again. At least, not like that. They still fight, train. Touching the cook with any sort of kindness is out of the question. Actually the cook isn't touching anyone on his own accord, Luffy will tackle or climb him when he's hungry and Robin will lay a hand on his shoulder when they pass but the cook’s hands do not wander.

Punk Hazard has them forming an alliance with Law and the Heart Pirates. Law is just about as touchy as a cactus but he sticks close to the cook in a way that makes Zoro’s skin crawl. The cook can handle himself and by the looks he and Robin pass each other it’s fine with how close Traffy is.

“I’m worried about Sanji.” Nami tells him with a huff.

“Why?” Zoro asks, he's not. Cook’s fine. “He seems fine.”

“It's just, when we switched bodies he didn't even try to peek!” Nami exclaims and Zoro cocks a brow at her.

“You're angry he’s not perving on you?” Zoro asks in disbelief.

“It's just not like him! He's been so different since he got back. He's not hugging anyone, he's smoking way more, whatever is happening is concerning.” Nami explains drawing a shape in the snow. “He hates the cold and hasn't complained once.”

“If Luffy isn't concerned then we shouldn't be.” Zoro shrugs and Nami looks at him with anger.

“He's not okay! You're Luffy's voice of reason and you know it! He's part of our crew, he's Luffy's left hand like you're his right! You're the monster trio not duo!” Nami exclaims, giving him a look of rage.

“He's a cook.” Zoro shrugs so Nami huffs at him and walks away. If the Cook wants to be different, let him. Mihawk and Sora won't be disappointed in him at all. But he's not the cook’s parents, he's nakama, sure. If the Cook wants to act like this then let him. He wonders about phoning them real quick on a denden mushi to make sure they know.

Law also saves Sanji, haphazardly but he does. Zoro fixes him with a look that doesn't waver the warlord. Law fixes him with one of his own and then follows Sanji. Luffy doesn't seem bothered at all still so Zoro shrugs it off. Zoro heads into the galley about a half hour later in search of sake and freezes.

Kikoku is a long cursed sword that's home is on Law's shoulder, it's almost as tall as the man who carries it and Sanji is holding Kikoku and inspecting it like he's held swords everyday of his damned life. Law is leaning against the counter watching with the barest hint of amusement. Sanji unsheathes it and inspects the blade closer.

“The hell are you two doing?” Zoro snaps, making them both look at him.

“Fuck off, Mosshead. This sword won't try to kill me, it's well behaved unlike Kitetsu.” Sanji snaps back. “Damn, my old man would've loved this thing.”

“A collector?” Law asks.

“Of sorts.” Sanji answers as he sheathes the sword and gives it back.

“A pity for swords to never be used.” Law said as Kikoku finds its home again.

“They were all used plenty. Had a display room where we'd go through and pick apart each one.” Sanji grins as he starts making onigiri. “No umeboshi, right?”

“Thank you, Blackleg-ya.” Law nods.

“You two are awfully chummy.” Zoro says as he grabs a bottle of sake to drink. Sanji doesn't even say anything, he just makes onigiri and doesn't look at him. Law tilts his head at the first mate though, interest wafting off him in waves that makes Zoro scowl.

“Dressrosa next then, and after?” Sanji asks Law.

“I don't plan on leaving Dressrosa.” Law says and Zoro watches Sanji stiffen slightly but doesn't stop.

“You better think of a backup plan for if you do.” Is all Sanji says.

“Tch, rich coming from you.” Zoro mutters and Sanji glares at him.

“Get the fuck out my galley and don't come back until dinner.” The cook orders.

“Ain't your ship, Cook.” Zoro mutters and he’s kicked off his chair and then out of the galley. The door is slammed shut and locked as Zoro stares at it.

“Quit pissing him off!” Nami yelled at him.

“What's going on?” Usopp asked.

“Sanji has been different since he came back.” Nami explains as she looks at Zoro. “And he's been pissing him off endlessly.”

“But we all came back different.” Luffy points out.

“Luffy, he's not okay.” Nami points to the galley. “This is the most normal he's been and it's over a warlord who would kill us all if it came to it.”

“Traffy won't do that.” Luffy says focusing on the second half.

“Nami, I assure you Cook-san is doing his best given his circumstances. We're all different now.” Robin assures her.

“I want him to be happy again.” Nami sighs.

“You could show us your panties.” Brook suggests only to be hit with her Climattack staff and fly into the mast. The samurai, the kid with him, and the clown painter watch with wide eyes. Zoro doesn't think about the cook for the rest of the day, even during dinner he drinks more than he thinks. If Sanji isn't happy, why does it matter?

~*~

One night before Dressrosa Law and the cook are on deck. Dishes done for the night as Zoro prepares for watch. Everyone is on deck still and Cook and Law are talking in a different language Zoro has only ever heard the cook sing in. It sounds more natural than the Common Blue they all spoke and encountered on the Grand Line and in the New World. It catches Luffy's attention and Zoro watches the captain bound over.

“Traffy, you know the moon song too, right?” Luffy asks eagerly. Law blinks at the man as Cook laughs and says something in the other language. Law nods slowly as a frown forms on his face. “Will you sing with Sanji?”

“I don't sing, Strawhat-ya.” Law glowers at the younger.

“Live a little, Law.” Cook grins and elbows Law in the ribs lightly.

“Now isn't appropriate-” Law starts but is cut off by the cook in the other language. Law sighs and they start singing, albeit Law sings so softly and seems to be hating it, himself, and the cook the whole time. Even when Brook joins in with his violin. Everyone is watching and Law looks ready to throw himself overboard by the end. Everyone claps and cheers and Luffy is the loudest.

The cook says something else to Law before waving and leaving the deck to sleep. The next day when they make landfall Zoro corners the Cook, they're alone. No Law or anyone else around even if they've been practically inseparable.

“When Hawkeye came back from Marineford I heard her scream and cry.” Zoro says and the Cook looks at him with sunken eyes.

“Shitty Moss, leave it.” He says as he goes to leave.

“Does Law know?” Zoro asks and the Cook shrugs before he dodges past to leave. When Zoro rejoins Law tilts his head at him but doesn't say anything. No one does. They say their goodbyes and the Cook is off with the Thousand Sunny.

“Have I upset you, Zoro-ya?” Law asks later before they split to take on the Donquixote family.

“What exactly is your plan with the cook?” He asks.

“There's no plan.” Law answers. “He's your cook.”

“A pretty shit one at that.” Zoro grouses and Law tilts his head.

“He caters to your every need without the expectation of repayment. He doesn't ask for anything or begrudges you in any way. If you were on my crew I would use you as spare parts.” Law says.

“The hell? You barely know the guy!” Zoro yells at him.

“I would argue he's an open book.” Law shrugs. “Blackleg-ya is a far better man to deal with you as much as he does than I.”

“Enough, both of you. Let's go.” Robin interrupts them with a glare at Zoro. Law nods and follows, they all do. At some point the Sunny starts getting attacked so Sanji leaves to protect it. He was part of the ship's protection crew so Zoro doesn't begrudge him much but he still does. It's Chopper who shocks him as he answers the snail transponder call.

“We're leaving! We have to if we don't want Caesar to get caught by Doflamingo and Sanji is too injured to fight right now.” Chopper explains. Right, Zoro has forgotten about the gas clown and he was integral to this whole thing.

“What, Shit-Cook got injured so Law is sending you ahead?” Zoro asks as he looks to the sea with furrowed brows.

“Doflamingo and his strings. They sliced him up pretty good. You guys focus on your parts! We'll meet you at Zou!” Chopper says to them and then the call is over and Zoro growls as he shoves it in his pocket.

Everything that happens, it all goes well. It's going well, all things considered. Even after the cook leaves and fires on Big Mom's ship with permission. The birdcage, Law cutting off his own arm.

They're all alive and sailing to Zou. They're bounties have been raised again and Bartolomeo is crushing hard on all the Strawhats. Their voluntary army that Luffy doesn't care for, doesn't think is necessary really, promises to be with them for anything and everything and Zoro knows that's a good thing.

“I've noticed something weird.” Bartolomeo says to Zoro since Luffy is distracted.

“Huh? What's that?” Zoro asks him.

“Blackleg’s poster says to bring him in alive. Only alive. The rest of you are dead or alive.” Bartolomeo says as he shows Zoro the bounty and even Robin is concerned. Maybe it's to announce an execution like Ace or something, Zoro thinks. No one says anything more about it as they head for the ancient elephant.

[keef-a-corn]

THAAAAAT’S RIIIIGHT! It’s everyone’s favourite time! Keef watches TFP and you just get the notes!

This is for season 1, episode 9: Convoy.

I write down the timestamps, but I watch Transformers Prime on Stan (an Australian streaming service) so they may be slightly off.

Also, I’ll warn, I don’t have a lot to say. (Not compared to other episodes)

~~~~Transition~~~~

00:03 - beautiful scenery- for fucks sake, Fowler.

00:05 - ✨walk cycles✨ I Will never not love the way the bots walk and I will never stop reminding you.

00:12 - hehe, height difference.

00:16 - good. (I don’t like Fowler, he’s unnecessarily rude.)

00:21 - hehe Dingus.

00:49 - Raf’s got his priorities straight.

00:52 - Miko’s reaction

01:14 - you already know that a bunch of children had to ask their parents what Propagate means.

01:28 - Optimus knows Fowler would be a reckless driver. But I can also imagine that it’s just generally very uncomfortable and unnecessary stressful for the boys whenever someone else is driving. If not, then I’m making it a hc.

~intro~

02:53 - WOOOOW FOWLER. JUST WOW.

03:07 - Optimus uses that T.H.I.N.K acronym and I will not hear otherwise.

03:18 - if the yellow dot is where the D.N.G.S is, why is it placed between two orange dots? Bee hadn’t moved in front of Optimus yet.

03:22 - I mean.. the truck’s obviously being escorted by two other cars. Why would they assume that all three are unarmed?

03:42 - that’s rich.

03:48 - damn right, Optimus! Shut him dooown! Also Bee, Get back in the lane.

03:55 - translation, ‘a worse evil’

04:15 - Bulkhead said that, but Stan decided Ratchet did.

04:29 - From what we know, most of the cons are greys, black and purples. These are green. The decepticons have a colour scheme going, why would there all of a sudden be a bunch of green cons??

04:54 - that was what Bee did in the first episode.

05:09 - why.. why was his window open?

06:33 - someone that knows transformers lore, could you tell me.. would Optimus be able to feel that?? At the end of the day, that’s still apart of his body.

07:04 - that made me laugh, ngl.

08:23 - Bee really ain’t doing anything, huh? Like they’re breaking in from behind and Bulkhead can’t do anything.

08:41 - oh yeah, forgot about Arcee.

09:03 - makes the whole thing a lot more twisted.

10:44 - FOWLER. WHEN WOULD THE BOTS HAVE GOTTEN AIR SUPPORT?!

10:51 - that’s what it’s like rocking up at school wearing your uniform.

12:23 - Transformers Running well never not be funny.

12:26 - they look like frogs on two feet.

12:37 - specifically watching Bee fight is so entertaining (not just because he’s a favourite, also because he’s really bouncy during his fight scenes.)

12:42 - Optimus moving as though the punch was a minor inconvenience.

12:43 - then he just destroys the con.

13:25 - the big eyes and the cute wave, I caaaan’t!!

14:01 - “I understand-” d o n k

14:12 - Isn’t Fowler able to.. see the fight? Wouldn’t he have seen Optimus get dinked off the cliff.

14:16 - he was taken down by some wood. If you know, you know.

14:25 - Arcee and Bee jumping is the strangest visuals ever.

14:27 - that’s just a group hug in a buttshell.

14:34 - I would love to hear the bloopers for this. How did the VAs manage to say ‘DNGS’ without dying of laughter.

14:37 - you’re telling me that they didn’t have a backup plan??

14:53 - It’s strange hearing ‘suicide’ in a show that probably has a large child audience.

15:00 - How Ratchet pronounced ‘yours’ sounds so out of character that it made me cry. He cares so much he forgot to be an old man.

15:01 - When you watch this scene, watch how Ratchet moves. Like it’s so appealing the way he doesn’t stop moving.

15:54 - did they seriously only have one person in the cart with the D.N.G.S? Seems very flawed.

16:58 - to be fair… yes. He’s right.

17:14 - I’m so confused as to why they went on the train in the first place. Yes it was a bad idea- OF COURSE IT WAS A BAD IDEA AND IT DID NOTHING!

17:15 - BIG TALK, MIKO! Raf was working remotely and managed to give them more time. (I don’t understand how, though, because it seems that they went a different route)

17:32 - quick shoutout to character design. Look at the detail on Optimus’s helm here.

17:55 - I’m pretty sure that the using a fire extinguisher the normal way is going to prove more useful than whatever Jack is planning on doing.

19:38 - Excuse me, but… what?. Just… what??? Also does anyone else see any parallel between Miko and Jack and Optimus and Arcee? Where Miko’s trying to think of different ideas of how to get out while Jack’s like ‘we may die, but I’m just gonna accept that’. And in Scrap heap Arcee was trying to think of different ways to stay alive and Optimus is just like ‘if I stay here and relax there will be an outcome. The outcome may be death, but I’m alright with that.’

20:09 - Optiman, Optiman, does whatever an Optimus can. Can he swing from a web? No he can’t, but he can stop a fraggin train. Look oooooout, Optimus aboooout.

20:28 - I may have laughed loudly when I noticed the unconscious guy.

20:49 - Silas really went ‘GG but-’

20:53 - no. What. The. Actual. Fuck?. When and where did he get that??

—————

So that was Convoy. Because the episode was more focused around the humans than the bots I always found the episode kind of boring.

But considering the episode is mainly about introducing MECH, it’s one that I would watch in a binge, but not one that stands out.

Although being a human focused episode, I thought that they came off either annoying, dumb and/or punchable (with the exception of Raf, he did a good job), particularly Agent Fowler. I hate him in this.

Also, could someone tell me if I should put screenshots before or after their related timestamp. Thanks!

[the-cat-chat]

October 26, 2024

Saw (2004)

Two men regain consciousness while chained to pipes at either end of a filthy bathroom. As the two men realize they've been trapped by a sadistic serial killer nicknamed "Jigsaw," they realize they must complete his perverse puzzle to live.

Warning: Review may contain spoilers. Read at your own risk.

JayBell: We finally cross the first of another famous horror movie franchise off our list. I'm happy that this one is less of a slasher and more of a psychological horror movie with slasher-esque elements. It's way more interesting to watch two potential victims be pit against each other in sadistic mind games than watch a group of idiots stumble around and get killed. It is much gorier than I anticipated, which I neither really dislike nor like, but it does effectively up the stakes for the victims in the story.

I like the setup of this movie. Just put two very different victims together, seemingly strangers, and force them into this terrible scenario. I actually appreciate how the two men didn't immediately try to kill the other person to save themselves. I think the movie does a great job balancing moments in which they work together and moments in which they can be a little more selfish.

The big twists of the movie are okay. Like we predicted the most obvious one almost immediately because truly there isn't that many characters in the movie. So by process of elimination you already know who the bad guys are. But the final final reveal I didn't quite predict, even though it seems obvious in retrospect too. Also, that's a very risky plan for Jigsaw. What if he had to sneeze? That would be so embarrassing for him.

I know the one surviving cop with the dead partner is experiencing some kind of mental breakdown, but does he seriously try to go after Jigsaw on his own, no calling the police, no backup, no nothing? He even interrupts a home invasion without calling the police. Yeah, that seems smart. Maybe he parted on bad terms and holds a grudge? Let's go with that.

In the end, I'm not sure we're gonna continue with the series, but never say never. There are plenty of Halloweens in the future.

Rating: 5.5/10 cats 🐈

Anzie: I have to be honest as awful as this movie is and as much as I have no desire to ever see it again or anymore sequels due to the gore and sounds these movies have, I appreciate the actual existence of a plot. I went into this thinking that it was just a weird puppet that keeps people in a torture maze until he murders them. I knew the second Michael Emerson popped up he was involved though, he gives that vibe plus being the same time his two shows were popular it makes sense. Butttttt I always thought that he was working with the killer not bc the killer was forcing him too with the threat of death. And for the actual guyyy to lay entirely stillllllllll in the room with the other two guys???? And not react!?!?! I do like how the guy says the dead guy’s blood (his blood? Which isn’t possible?? But whatever!) has enough poison that it would make you wanna die- and meaning the treatment he received for cancer, not poison as part of the game- so it’s alluded to being him from the start but you don’t see it until looking back. Can we discuss two other things tooo. If your child says a man’s in her room. Take her seriously. Pls. The reaction to that in this movie is just insane. And what’s with the pig mask?? Never ever explained but what the whattt. Absolutely terrifying. Anyway. I feel bad about the end bc the guy’s like oh you had the key all along. But he was in a tuuuubbbb and it went down the drainnnnn. That was so awful. After everything. And why didn’t it pick up with the dr guy finding the cops or anything?? Tooo I got really big Seven vibes- but that was better?? I guess bc it was from the detectives perspective? IDK.

Rating: 4/10 Cats 🐈‍⬛

[thistleandthorn-rpg]

Congrats Lawrence on your audition for Faith Fabray! Send us her blog within 48 hours!

OOC INFORMATION:

Name/Alias: Lawrence Preferred pronoun: He/him Age (Must be 20+): 39 Timezone/Country: GMT/UK RP Experience: Shitloads. Activity Level: 8/10 Have You Been in this RP Before (and who did you play): <its been 84 years gif>

IC INFORMATION:

Name: Faith Fabray Designation (Dom, Switch, sub): Dom Age: 21 Birthdate (click here for list): December 1st 2002 Faceclaim: Melissa Benoist Orientation: Hetero Kinks: Domination, groups, subby boys, impact play, CBT, TPE. Anti-Kinks: Scat, blood, needles.

Key Points: (please copy/paste the bullet points from the bio. For OC characters, please add at least 4 bullet points of characteristics)

Raised mostly by her slave mother, Nora. This gives her a different perspective on being Russell's child than her brothers have.

Ignored by her father for most of her life, she suddenly has his attention now that she's the only one of his children with the Dominant mark.

Seeing the conditions her mother lived in, Faith wants revenge against Russell. Notably, this experience hasn't made her particularly anti-slavery though.

Her ultimate plan is to take over Russell's businesses, land, and home.

BIO:

Faith had a rough childhood. Being born to a slave, she was relegated to the slave house on the Fabray land and treated very differently compared to her "legitimate" siblings. At least, that was how she saw it. She was given the bare minimum from her father. She wasn't allowed to attend the same schools as her siblings, to discourage them from mingling and so that less money would be "wasted" on her education. When she would try to openly talk with her siblings, he would shoo her away. While that was traumatising enough, seeing her mother being treated as the slave she was, was just as traumatising. Russell didn't let up on her just because she had given him a daughter.

For most of her childhood, Faith dreamed of running away as soon as she was able to do so. At first she just wanted to get away, no matter what that looked like. No matter if she had a good life for herself out in the real world. But by the time she was eighteen, Faith was angry. She'd had years of being treated different, of seeing the abuse her mother was going through while Camille and Judy were treated like queens in comparison, in Faith's eyes. She wanted more for herself than running away with no money. She wanted to take everything she could from Russell.

She worked on a plan. The first step was to look up the Headmaster at the institute her brothers had enrolled at, and sure enough, he had a record of mismarking students. While the Dominant mark felt right, Faith knew she couldn't let that lie in the hands of a fucking simpleton. She'd manipulate the man, make herself look like the perfect Domme, so he'd have no choice but to give her the mark she needed for her revenge. She spent three years gathering as much money as she could, from a full time retail job, as well as routinely stealing directly from the main Fabray house. She needed a nest egg, in case this all fell apart. She wasn't going to end up like her mother. Faith had backup plans for her backup plans.

BIO QUESTIONS (Please answer the following questions as the character. They are meant to be short answer, so please more than one-word answers):

What are your feelings about the mark you have received?

It's exactly what I wanted and expected. The Headmaster is a clever man for giving me what I deserve.

How do your feelings on the system compare to your parents’ feelings on it?

An irrelevant question. What matters is my feelings on the system, unless my parents are secretly enrolling here. My education here should be better than these questions.

Where do you see yourself after you graduate?

In my own gorgeous estate back in Arkansas, with a group of submissive boys.

How do you feel about authority?

My authority is the only authority I'm concerned with.

[thenixkat]

also apparently Kafka's monster form is supposed to based on an oni but like??? why didnt ya give it the tusk teeth then?? He would look so much cooler enemy kaiju used: dragon meteor with literal dragons yeah that would be concerning

going from maybe one boss monster with minions attacking at random. To a large organized number of boss monsters attacking at once with a humanoid daikaiju leading them also apparently Kafka's monster form is strong enough to be daikaiju class and I'd have to assume mushroom/Kaiju no. 9 is in the same category given it survived Kafka punching it really really hard yeah the kaiju are specifically attacking the Defense Force base and nothing else. Organized oh hey, Kaiju no. 10. Very red dragon person. With one eye.

yeah no shit the daikaiju that can understand human speech and plan isnt about to just stand there and let you organize yer troops infront of it i also like this design too. Its the cross-shaped eye-opening that's lined with teeth

the dragons are bullet proof Kafka giving good advice for taking out the lesser dragons their weak spots on are their backs since their fronts have to be heavily armored to protect them while flying the dragons are using squad tactics huh rich girl got a custom weapon, which are made from teh stronger kaiju she has a really big axe

big red dragon came out here to attack strong humans and its having a blast big red dragon: Hey human you should be proud, most kaiju wouldnt have lasted this long against me. After I eat you I'll be even stronger

Ichikawa reminding Kafka to pls not transform, he'd be in a lot of danger if he transformed, they are a team they'll watch his back so there's no need for him to go kaiju b/c Ichikawa is a very responsible young man who cares alot about his friends also backup has arrived

red dragon is also very nonchalant about being dismembered and decapitated. WHich again if those arent important body parts you can afford to not care. SO long as its core is intact and it has the energy reserves to do so it can just heal

also i like how the tail movements are being animated too. It has yet to use its tail as a weapon but the animators are consistently remembering that its there and to have it move appropriately as the critter moves

big red dragon is really happy about having found an opponent that can rival its strength. It is really looking forward to eating the vice-captain nah yall in the control room celebrating too quick the vice-captain triggered a mode change in the big red dragon it got bigger again i really like big red dragon's design too

just the eye in a mouth

also Kafka's inner kaiju sensed big red dragon's mode change and whent 'hey that's a problem be aware' and apparently big red dragon's mode change is reading as stronger than Kafka's kaiju form so i suppose that's why his inner kaiju perked up and started paying attention also interesting that the kaiju have to vent heat from their transformations

i've no fucking idea where they're getting all their energy but turning it to mass causes excess heat that has to be vented off something we also saw when Kafka got first turned into a kaiju was steam coming off his bodyand him exhaling it i will assume that kaiju in general here must be fairly heat tolerant and given how effected different ones are to teh cold rounds, might not be super tolerant to the super cold temps (tho with at least one exception i've heard of) with that hypothesis I wanna see how Kafka does in winter

Kafka, pls, sir…

there's a reason Ichikawa doesnt want you to transform while there's monster slayers everywhere who will try to kill you if they see you as a kaiju local 32 yr old causes teen friend to gain grey hairs. Unfortunately, Ichikawa's hair is white so no one notices big red dragon is commanding the lesser dragons to suicide bomb the vice captain i have to assume big red dragon gave the lesser dragons the ultimatum of 'do what i say or i eat you' and better to kill themselves at its command than fuck around and find out vice captain tried to sneak attack big red dragon but big red dragon grew more eyes near rthe weak spot he was going for its almost like that kaiju is intelligent and can freely shapeshift yeah he got hit hard. Still alive but like sir you probably have a concussion and internal bleeding

yeah Tiger lady shows back up to shoot the big fucking dragon with her big fucking gun b4 Kafka risks it all to try and save the vice captain who just got caught and was about to get ate I know her using a tiger to brace herself against while she shoots is suppose dto be cool. But I cant get past the irresponsibility of the exotic pet ownership and not even giving the tiger any ear protection while she shoots. There's big ass intimidating breeds of dogs, why not use a big fucking dog instead of just distracting exotic pet ownership played for attempted coolness? oh hey teamwork

vice captain is gonna be going straight to the fucking hospital after this whit how he's treating his body tiger lady shot its core

[icarusthelunarguard]

This Week’s Horrible-Scopes

It’s time for this week’s Horrible-Scopes! So for those of you that know your Astrological Signs, cool! If not, just pick one, roll a D12, or just make it up as you go along. It really doesn’t matter. Better yet! Check out “Heart of the Game, Fredonia” and see if they can sell you those D12’s with the symbols on them. Tell them “Shujin Tribble” sentcha. And “Hail, Hail, Fredonia!” Home of the Blue Devil!

No plan, no backup, no weapons worth a damn, oh, and something else we don't have: anything to lose! So, if you are sitting up there in your silly little spaceships with all your silly little guns, and you've got any plans on taking the Pandorica tonight, just remember who's standing in your way! And then… AND THEN… do the smart thing: Let Someone Else Try First.

Aries 

We keep telling some of you to go out there on a car day-trip, maybe rent a super car, or hop a train and do it that way. Well this time we’re going a different way - Get Out On The Water! Book a berth on a fishing boat, wake up at WAY too early in the morning, and go out fishing. Just remember that whatever you catch is going home with you as food. So This Week… Buy a good sized cooler that’ll hold about 10 pounds of ice without leaking. 

Taurus 

If you’re going on vacation choose where to go carefully. Yes you could go to Yellowstone National Park in Wyoming… but if you REALLY want to see Yogi and Booboo Bear, plan your visit to Yogi Bear's Jellystone Park Camp-Resorts! There’s plenty of places to choose to visit; from Annapolis Valley, Nova Scotia to Lodi, California. So This Week… You are not permitted to tempt the bear with pick-i-nick baskets. You WILL be spotted and “excused from the park”. Do NOT try it.

Gemini  

Are you a SuperHero? You’ll probably say, “No”, but that’s not the correct answer. The answer isn’t, “Yes” either. The only correct answer is, “You need to ask someone else.” Because YOU might not think you’re that special, but we’re pretty sure someone else out there knows you are to them. So This Week… Batman didn’t have any superpowers, but he was able to pickpocket a power ring off Green Lantern Hal Jordan. Let’s also acknowledge that this WAS Hal Jordan we’re talking about, so not THAT big a task. But Still!

Cancer Moon-Child 

We were going to ask you if you knew the lyrics to the song, “The Lion Sleeps Tonight” - those first mambo-jumbo words that don’t seem to mean anything. Well, turns out THAT song is a cover! The original song title was "Mbube" (the Zulu word for "lion") and was written and first recorded in 1939 by Solomon Linda, a South African Zulu singer. "Wimoweh" is a mishearing of the original song's chorus of "Uyimbube"… Zulu for, 'You are a lion'. So This Week… Follow EVERY rabbit hole of information you can! You will learn so much!

Leo 

OH! We’re not even CLOSE to done discussing songs where we never understood the meaning! Let’s go to the 1976 hit, “December, 1963 (Oh What a Night!)” by The Four Seasons. You need to listen to those lyrics again because we KNOW you won’t just take our word for it. Hear, take a listen. “Oh, I… I got a funny feelin' when she walked in the room. And my… as I recall it ended much too soon.” So This Week… Don’t go overthinking this one. It’s about a First Time One Night Stand! Stop thinking that pop music was never about sex!

Virgo 

Ok. One more song and its lyrics. But this time it’s a cartoon series theme! It goes like this… “Amp it up! Amp it up Action Man! Action Man, Amp It Up! Amp It Up Action Man, Greatest Hero Of Them All!” So This Week… He may have been the “Greatest” hero, but he wasn’t the FIRST Superhero the world has ever known. THAT honour goes to Captain Caveman! Go look him up. 

Libra

We get that you don’t like some food because of the texture. Don’t like raw tomatoes in Caprese Salad but you like pizza sauce? Perfectly understandable. You’ll happily eat apples but loath applesauce? Ok, we get you. But we draw the line at Peanut Butter with you. So This Week.. those of you that like Chunky, Crunchy Peanut Butter are dead to us now. Hope it was worth it. 

Scorpio 

You know how big Canada is? It has two major, recognized languages, dozens of localized dialects, who-only-knows how many native languages, and more waterways than you could count! And Canada is, arguably, the SINGULAR Most-Important country in the world, and you never realized it. And now you get to learn why. So This Week… The North Pole is in Canada. And WHO LIVES AT THE NORTH POLE?! That’s right! And it’s only FOUR MONTHS until Christmas! Get Your Holiday Purchases done NOW!

Sagittarius 

What the hell have you been smokin’ last week? Don’t you even TRY to lie to us, we know what you’ve been doing and you need to cut it the hell out! And no, we’re not going to drop cold water on you to put it out! So This Week… You need to watch how hot your deep frying oil gets! 400F is too damned close to the Flashpoint of pretty much EVERY oil you might be making poutine fries with. CUT IT OUT! 

Capricorn 

You’re really in need of a hobby, but always thinking you’re not good enough at something quickly enough. It’s. A. Hobby! It’s not a job. You don’t need to make money off it and you don’t have to be perfect at it. It’s supposed to be something you enjoy; It’s supposed to be “whimsey”, not stress. So This Week… You either need “eBay For Canadians For Dummies” or “Anger Management For Dummies”. Either way there’s a War Crime’s a’commin’! 

Aquarius 

Nothing’s going wrong for you this week, and we’re proud for this one! Things will be arranged in such a way to be “close, but no collision” and it’s a double-edged sword. Problem is it’ll be a little stressful watching things happen near you, but you’ll be safe. So This Week… Buy and wear a full-body chainmail suit. If Zeus wants to smite you, make sure he has to WORK at it for a change. 

Pisces  

The Flying Spaghetti Monster has caressed your karma with His Noodly Appendage and bestowed upon you his blessings. Your reaction times will be improved, your die rolls superior, your sense of smell improved, and your voice will rival that of a cardinal. So This Week… Honestly, things are a little tight for us on money. We’re having a hard time bribing The Stars to give you special dispensation. So it’s time for you to cough up some dough, ‘cause… You know, that’s a nice Fortune you’ve got there. Be a SHAME for something to happen to it next week. 

And THOSE are your Horrible-Scopes for this week! Remember if you liked what you got, we’re obviously not working hard enough at these. BUT! If you want a better or nastier one for your own sign or someone else’s, all you need to do to bribe me is just Let Me Know - or check out the Ko-Fi page ( https://ko-fi.com/icarusthelunarguard )! These will be posted online at the end of each week via Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, Discord, and BLUESKY.

[chargetheintruder]

Something I need to get done.

It's occurred to me that the computer virus that took out my last computer, the week of January 11-12, might not be a random occurrence. Meaning it's been on my mind that maybe Google and/or Comcast let that virus through to my machine specifically, on purpose. And that even if those corporations didn't, so much, allow that to happen, still, there's people out there who likely want me gone.

Not just quiet, but dead. I wasn't able to get online and pay bills and take care of my needs for 2 months. I ran out of toilet paper (and backup plans FOR my backup plans on that) multiple times. I starved--living on vending machine "food" and mostly just eating the barest minimum needed to prevent organ failure (about 1200 calories a day). My point is that I made it, but just barely.

I have to assume, moving forward, that I have enemies that (for whatever reason) want a nobody like me dead.

And if I had to guess, some of this has to do with my run-in with a local guy who was, at the time, acting as an undercover cop, watching (and blending in with) the homeless population in town where I live. For whatever head-fucked reason, this buzzcut weirdo got it in his head to call me a Nazi just because I wouldn't listen to his story while he had his buddy crowding me at my back.

And for real, as if the threat to my immediate safety weren't clear enough, okay, the truth is, I don't smoke, don't drink alcohol, and don't believe in (the long-term legality of) weed. Point is I didn't have anything he wanted and I merely told him so, but nah, Mr. Random Ass Buzzcut had to go off and make threats I guess. And since he couldn't get cleared to shoot me right away . . . ?

I'm guessing this person looked me up online, saw some of the things I had to say about the Cop City mess (not supporting it) and about drones and surveillance generally (ditto, not supporting that either).

And so the Rented Bastard got cleared to sneak a virus into my computer, possibly through the cable/coaxial rooms in my building.

What I do in fact know is that the timing of all of this couldn't have been worse, with the virus's hitting during the one cold snap we had this winter, and that this thing was specifically about bricking my Chromebook. A cheap shot, against a cheap computer, going after a shut-in he couldn't reach any other way. And this nearly killed me.

What I'm saying is: make plans for the worst. Plan for disasters to strike, because on the local level you and I both might be overrun with alt-right psychos, and no, not in your whole Zip Code, but on a neighborhood level. Make plans to have a backup phone or internet device just in case. Assume that anything you do to try to save society, WILL have local consequences. Assume the local cops will turn on you. Trust NO ONE with a Buzzcut haircut. Also, don't trust your own local mailbox--if you have to send anything in snail mail, in the postal service, actually send it FROM a Postal Box at least some distance from where you live. Some addresses in some neighborhoods have a habit, apparently, of making sure mail disappears and does not get sent out, whether it's personal letters or bill payments.

Because I've seen the difference in the Media since I've come back. People, some people at least, are hellbent on returning to tyranny and ruin. And even the people who say they don't support Trump, okay? They're also leaning into AI and drones and augmented reality in ways that will support the next bastard. No really, nine days before the Wright Brothers flew at Kitty Hawk . . .at least one newspaper ran an article saying, in effect, that "man will fly in 1-10 million years."

That's how much clue the powers that be, in the Media, want you to have. They want you to be stupid and quiet. They DON'T want you to revolt against AI and drones and surveillance tech. They don't want you to think that pieces of Cop City--the AI profiling, and the augmented reality gear--could still proceed even without the obvious paramilitary training grounds for rednecks and traitors with badges.

And they don't ever want you to make plans that involve your surviving for extended periods of time without the internet. Think. These people--police, Media types, corrupt politicians--want you on your smartphone leaving your breadcrumb trails of metadata and hard data here, there and everywhere. They want you to tell them where you live and what the layout of your abode is like. They want you to make it easy for them, because most of their muscle is selected for ideology, not competence. Anymore Police are selected for their politics and their lack of impulse control--nobody expects them to have a brain or to be allowed to use it.

I would make plans to survive without internet, but I am in too bad a way, in terms of my health. Odds are I won't be able to not be a shut-in anytime soon. So don't do what I'm doing. Don't be the canary in the coal mine--they're the first to die when it goes bad. Be the people who know to get out on the first warning. Make plans that let you keep food, toiletries, shelter and utilities going without your first or second internet devices working. Start from that: not being an internet-dependent shut-in like I am, from my bad health.

Then from there, make three plans to keep this struggle as ingrained as possible. These are more divisive and assume worst-case scenarios, I'm telling you this now.

1-- Learn how to keep and use a sidearm, and get one. Yes, it's necessary, the bad guys WILL have guns, the barest minimum you can do is make plans to shoot back when they show up at your door.

1b-- and having done that, make a short and specific kill list. Keep this to yourself and make sure it dies with you. What I can say about this is: don't think individuals, think lineages. Think family trees, made of cancer, that need to be ripped out root, stem and branch to keep society safe long-term. It's not enough to be rid of Osama bin Laden, for example, when other Bin Ladens live. There's others for whom this applies, and much more so.

2-- Don't become ignorant of that which threatens you. To be clearer, learn about AI, learn about drones, learn how surveillance technology works. Know your enemies, and know their weapons better than they do themselves. Know what the weaknesses are, know how to drop a drone with any improvised tool you can lay hand on. And understand: one weakness that will be a thing for a while is the lithium-ion battery, and/or the lithium-sulfur, or solid-state batteries this technology will need to function. Understand that ANY bricked technology with these batteries on board is a potential weapon itself. Study the chemistry involved and learn how to use it.

3-- Make plans to have your brain, your mind, your thoughts, your metadata and hard data, get destroyed on your death. No, I'm not suggesting a suicide plan where you blow your brains out. What I'm saying is: once you are dead, people can slander you any way they want to, and nobody will defend you. No really, why do you think the police are so into virtual reality? They want to snag the data of the recently dead and abuse it for THEIR agenda. At minimum they want to have the names and faces of the people they've shot dead, saying THEIR words and promoting THEIR garbage.

At worst? Post-singularity, post transhumanist technology, it might be possible to FORCE digital immortality on people, just to FORCE them to "agree with" things they'd never support in life. It could be as dumb and brain-dead as what the police would do, or it could be as insidious as bringing someone "mostly" back, meaning the "resurrection" is 95 to 98 percent accurate, enough to break your heart . . . but on ONE topic they're corrupt and coerced into supporting that which they'd never do in their original, true life.

No really, absent any constitutional protections of one's data and/or thought process post-death, you have to assume the conservative, and/or nationalist elements are GOING to look for ways to exploit you after you've died. It would be better to just abandon the whole idea of digital immortality altogether--just make plans to have your brain destroyed, and your internet traces wiped out, so that the enemies of society don't get to make a muppet mockery out of you.

Yeah. Sorry to go on a bit, but I have to get this poison out of my head, so I'll stop having nightmares about this specific way the world ends. But still, if people in the Media are any indication, some folks are still hellbent on Trump Part 2, and what the fuck even is wrong with people?? Don't you get it that dystopia, ruin and bedlam are what you get out of that? Ugh. No. Let's not turn the entire century into an utter shithole, shall we?

[thebibliophilevigilante]

Jason raised his eyebrow at her quip about him stepping in. Was she essentially saying he’d be a backup choice...to himself? He didn’t quite know how to feel about that.

“Trust me, sweetheart. I could rock your world so hard, Hood wouldn’t even be a blip on your radar.”

Except...he...would be, because he was Red Hood? What?

“I don’t know. A lot of women swoon over Nightwing. He has a cult following, probably from all that spandex he wears. Supposedly, it makes him more ‘aero-dynamic’ or some shit. I think he just likes accentuating his assets.”

He mulled over her speculations of Red Hood. Ordinary man? Sure, if ordinary men often were brutally killed, then resurrected by some miracle and had to dig out of their own grave. Afraid of commitment? Not for the reason she was thinking. Abusive? No. Doesn’t do his laundry? Okay, it had been a hot minute, but he was planning on doing it that weekend. Broke? Financially speaking, no. Mentally? That was another story entirely.

“I can most certainly blame that guy. He was trying to play the hero and swoop in and shoot his shot. Lucky I didn’t shoot his fucking kneecaps, the prick.

“What makes me different from most people is that I’m real. I can be genuinely sweet, but don’t get it twisted. I’ll put you in your place when you need it.” There was a playful glint in his gaze as he murmured that last statement. “Just like...I can see through this ‘innocent flirt’ routine with your gorgeous doe eyes. I can be a gentleman to a point, but you’re playing with fire. And you know it."

Her fingers danced through his hair again, distracting him from that train of thought. He really couldn’t remember when someone last doted on him like this. Typically, he kept people more at an arm’s length. With Madison, it was different. He could tell.

Full lips turned into a pout at her statement. “I couldn’t have lost that many points,” he sassed. “By the way, that douche said that he ‘had a bike, too.’ $10 says it was a 10-speed Schwinn. At least my Honda has an engine that hits all...the right...spots.”

Might have been a bit bold, but fuck it. He had to compete against...himself now, apparently.

“C’mon. I know the best place for fries. They’re slightly battered and crispy on the outside while still being fluffy on the inside. Luckily for us, it’s on our way to the last stop.”

When it comes to getting intel, there are several ways to go about it. One could ask politely, or ask the right questions to eventually draw information from their target. There is intimidation, threatening your target and demanding the information in exchange for remaining unharmed. Then there is incognito surveillance, appearing inconspicuous and melding in with one’s environment just listening and watching.

The current session was the latter.

A raven-haired man with a blanched tuft in his bangs kept his teal eyes trained on the book in his massive, calloused right hand. His left swirled his take-away cup absentmindedly. He was reading words, but they weren’t registering in his brain. His focus was more concentrated on the conversations around him, and what information he could gather before his next patrol.

The first three rules of real estate are location, location, location. Burnley Brewhouse definitely had that, especially for Jason Todd. It was conveniently placed right on the very edge of Burnley, practically at the juncture of where Crime Alley and The Bowery neighborhoods started (which were all Jason’s domain). By day, the neighborhood was full of regular citizens, students and tourists. By night, the whole area was crawling with denizens of the dark wheeling and dealing for their own personal gain and vices while putting others at risk.

Jason brought his cup to his mouth for a sip, his eyes flicking to the counter where two men with heavier builds were waiting for their order. One had a rough 5 o’clock shadow, the other a scraggly, unkempt blond beard, both wearing holy jeans and beat-up leather jackets. He recalled seeing them once during a patrol a couple of weeks prior, skulking around by the Freight Yards. They were definitely up to no good then, and could offer him decent information in the present. The barista handed both of them a take-away cup, and his eyes quickly glanced down to his book again, his peripherals watching as they meandered around to sit at a table caddy-corner from his in the back corner of the shop.

“Terry was telling me about that new candy order he has coming in,” 5 O’Clock muttered lowly to his friend. “Said it should get here overnight, and we can distribute to the stores first thing in the morning.”

Scraggles ran his nails over his beard as he listened. “Loaded with sugar? Y’know these kids can’t get enough of their sugar.”

“He said it was everything needed from the inventory list. He said he has his pal Molly coming in to help with the shipment too.”

There was a small pause before, “How many donuts did he get and where from?”

“11 for the crew. I think he said they’re from Declan’s over on 14th Street.”

Jason had to refrain from rolling his eyes. Those two idiots were blatantly discussing a drug drop in broad daylight just as if they were talking about a regular candy store shipment.

He switched the book to his right hand as he snagged a napkin from the holder and a pen from the table. He scribbled a note to himself, writing the characters’ names from his book, followed by “PG 11, DL 14.” He knew his own shorthand; the character names were to keep up appearances. “PG 11” would remind him the drop was scheduled for 11, and “DL 14” would remind him the ship would be at Dock Bay 14.

His attention went back to his book as he brought the pen to his lips, teeth nibbling on the retractable plunge as he appeared deep in thought. He was about to tune back into 5 O’Clock and Scraggly’s conversation when the cafe’s entry bell rung.

His eyes flitted to the door to assess the entrant, and he froze. A young brunette with piercing dark eyes was glancing around, looking for a place to perch herself no doubt. She was breathtaking, and certainly unlike any other person he had seen come in to Burnley’s. As she turned to the counter, he couldn’t help the large grin that danced over his face. First he got lucky with the tip-off. Would he be lucky enough for that gorgeous girl to sit anywhere within his vicinity?

@rpwiththelilflower

[the-firebird69]

The several things going on here and punta Gorda and Port Charlotte I was mentioned before they are arresting in apprehending people for any new crimes and they are questioning Max as to why they're doing something if they're caught doing something they're not just let go and their apprehending all more luck for any crime they commit

-there's a new issue that's come up people are bicycling around people without telling them they're coming Nobel and the very rude and insistent and it's usually most always be more lock is that the second thing that's happening is people are saying stuff to our son that's weird stuff happens to be something she's doing insane and it's just a small smattering if you added up it makes sense but it's really threats intimidation and harassment he ignores it and has for years and you're pissed off and they say I have to do something this is where knocking you down for doing that alone you don't shut your peevish little insect baby mouths. You going and on and you think that people are going to do something you want I'll be aggravated into something other than what we do and we tell you exactly what we do and you never react appropriately and you always just take like a man now go look it up somewhere. Today the fence is complete it's not much of a fence I can see you moving around trying to scuttle stuff whatever the hell that means and they're catching you go through the woods to try and re-infiltrate so the setting up a real fence on the border in Florida and Alabama and Georgia and it's going to suck for you so they're going to limit your ability to move around and into here.

-and another thing there's enough people bothering everybody here and John remillard comes by stirs the pot gets people upset and it's just idiot Tommy f and after that a crowd of each comes storming in blithering like mad Men. I'm sick of it the clowns already here and a bunch of blithering hens look at these stupid noises doing dumb looks and stuff at her son. Used to aggravating each other and it's a different race and he is a mutant and you're not he just retards is from a different kind which is really completely different than you and you didn't study how he reacts and all the max are really pissed off and everybody else is just sitting here making things worse for yourself but today was interesting it's our plan and includes eating your cells which is what you enjoy. Her son came up with it this morning it's quite a surprise and it's that the people in social security are passing away tons of them and that eventually they would be getting money they get that money from social security. Supposedly it's got money and they're going to say that and make up stuff and they have to and then we have all the backup of course and we're going to mail them so there's a huge number of cases they're going to come forwards and they're going to try and do it without helping our son it all and I'm going to make it not work. There's a bunch of protest but who cares exfat slobs and idiots and ignorant swine. A lot of the money too because there's too much money it was over and played the economy but after time nothing works keep trying to kidnap him finally the kidnappers leave and they can't get her son to go anywhere. It's a huge problem this is the clones and they go after them and it doesn't work it is social security I didn't work it's the first one to the gate and it's been supported by it for a while. I was generated by us and others but really there's no security there. That's what's going on though as people winding around town and to mating social security money from Terry cheesman and the black girl

-after Time and punta Gorda they realize something there are people missing it was in the neighborhood today after the announcement that 10 more died and they checked and found out that 10 more had died and they went and looked they're not around and that leaves only 10 from the other house but 35 from the first house well 9 from the house listen that's not much. Then only the demanding social security but they're saying why and they're saying it's a plan there was some money they can get in here and it made sense no not at first and we figured out a while ago but our son did figure it out this is their plan and they plan to capture the real people and that's Max and to use them as hostages to come in here had to take over again that's the plan or to leave to Australia who really they plan to do that and to keep doing that. Max I'm moving to contour foreigners are counting cuz they're trying to get here as them they're the summer welcome so it's going on and it's a war and soon part of them will be knocked out then a big apartment than a humongous part coming up real shortly

This is huge so we're going to print it

Thor Freya

He was just phenomenally huge I got it out it's going to remember he put wow he helped him out too

Hera

Whoah. Uses our money too

Zues

Yes it's gross it's one of the grossest things I've ever heard and they're trying to grab us and come here too and it is their plan of the way they reacts and stuff

[lotidge]

You know after Lotor was done dirty in canon. I started listening to My Past is Not Today from Equestria Girls on loop. The song fits Lotor in my opinion.

(forgive any spelling and grammar errors, Mod Hess wrote this while home VERY ill)

You could just do what i do and... Ignore the parts of canon you don't like. Also just listened to the song, it 100% fits how i would write Lotor in an ACTUAL redemption art.

Here's how I would write it:

Once he joins the Castle of Lion's crew he's 100% intending on betraying them eventually.

However, as time goes on he slowly becomes close to the Paladins and the crew on the castle.

Allura becomes like a sister to him (because this is a LOTIDGE account god damn it)

He and Hunk bond over helping each other cook, he helps Hunk identify what he's cooking with, and Hunk teaches Lotor how to make appetizing meals.

Shiro and Lotor bond over different leading methods and what works best on a small scale vs a large scale.

Lance, as soon as he realizes Lotor doesn't like Allura like that, becomes Lotor's wingman and one of his closest friends. Especially when he learns of his womanizing past. "Teach me your ways wise one." "Yeah no, you are not going to win Allura like that."

Coran becomes a father figure to Lotor like he is for Allura. and he teaches Lotor about Altean culture and Holidays.

Pidge and Lotor... Have an awkward relationship at first, because Lotor for 'some reason' can't speak a smart word around her. Once they start dating they are a power couple.

Keith and Lotor bond over having lost heritage their working on reconnecting with.

Matt... does not like Lotor for the simple fact he's dating Pidge.

Over time his bonds exceed his goal and one night he's sobbing confessing his plans to betray them to the group, but he realizes... He can't.

They've grown to mean so much for him. So he reveals all he knows of the quintessence field and they take his ships built from the 'Voltron Meteor' (how else do you describe that thing), and make a new lion to match the rest of the Voltron Lions.

So the 'more paladins then lions' issue is settled. And they make the Pink Lion of Voltron for Allura. Which works as a backup in case of the other lions out of commission, Voltron can still be formed.

Coran then trains Lotor how to fly the castle, so he can lead them to save the Alteans he's used as living batteries and make amends as well as save any that may still be alive.

Soon the Castle of Lions is no longer just 6-9 people any given day. It has a whole Altean crew being trained on how to work its facilities.

Alteans like Romelle have their issues with Lotor still, but they also see he is trying to make up for his misdeeds and is truly a new man.

And eventually when they go back to Earth with some Galra and the Castle of Lions for a Peace mission (and to allow the Paladins to see their familys again) Lotor apologizes for everything the Humans were put through because of the Galra. And to make up for it he will make sure that a human always has a say in the Empire's affairs.

Iverson: How will you work that out? Lotor: Oh! I have plans on marrying a human!

Iverson: Please say it's not Lance...

Lotor: He did pay me $10 to joke and say it was.

Iverson: ... Who is it

Pidge: Hey Legolass you done with your boring politics? I want to see if we can upgrade all ships with Green's Cloaking capabilities!

Lotor: *looking absolutely smitten* Just a second! *looks back to IVerson* I like my partners smart and feral.

Iverson: ... Earth is in good hands... But the Galaxy garrison has some formal Apologies to make toward...

Lotor: Her Full Title would be Empress Kathrine Pidge Holt-Gunderson, Green Paladin of Voltron, Protector of the Universe. Galra and Alteans do not have last names so I will likely be taking hers

Pidge: But Every can still just call me Pidge.

[katerinaaqu]

Hehehe to be fair there isn't indeed much of a clue that it ISN'T Eurymachus's father either 😅 but yes to me it seems more like a possibility that they are two people that bear the same name which is not unusual to the homeric poems. I mean for once we have Diomedes who took part in the Trojan war and Diomedes the man with the man-eating horses Heracles killed. We have Polites the Trojan and Polites at Odysseus's crew etc. So the possibility for them being two different characters is strong here.

Otherwise it would be interesting that Polybus is helicopter parenting his son without even trying to win Penelope but be there like a backup plan hahaha 😆

But it doesn't seem like the case here given how Polubus was not named as the father of Eurymachus at that context and most of the suitors that were in the palace were called young men so even if Polybus had Eurymachus when he was like 15 or even 13 there was no way he would he still "young man" in the events of the Odyssey given how Eurymachus remembers Odysseus as a child which means he was at least 5 or potentially 7 years old when he was being placed on the knees of Odysseus. Maybe even 10. That makes him almost 30 in the Odyssey (my estimation is that he is young, potentially 25-27 years of age) there is no way that Polybus would be considered a young man.

Even Amphimedon who knew Agamemnon personally he knew him by being a guest in his house so he must have been around 30 himself or possibly 35 and that already seems old enough so yeah to me it is more that Polybus as a suitor and the father of Eurymachus are two different people. But you can take a guess yourself.

I can't remember much academic work on the suitors and their inheritance but I can look through the sources for them. Maybe someone has written something but based on my reading of the Odyssey they seem like two different people

Oh and yeah there are plenty of fellows named Polybus in ancient literature. Apollodorous mentions a king of Corinth and then he mentions Polybus as the husband of Medusa daughter of Orsilochus. There was also another guy named Polybus in Homer and he is mentioned in the Iliad as one of the Trojans (mentioned in rhapsody 11 of Iliad) etc.

I am very happy you liked it and that you agree with the thinking of it!

helloooo so im not a fan of greek mythology or classics or anything like that, but something about the suitors of penelope caught my eye so i just wanted to ask if there are any other suitors named in the odyssey that arent antinous, eurymachus or amphinomus? (i forgot how to spell the last guys name)

+ and if youre willing enough, did any of them have characters / personalities and maybe even the slightest bits of stories of their own, outside of the whole yknow. "trying to make penelope marry and kill telemachus" thing? if thats too much though i completely understand, lovely blog!!

I mean it would be great if you were Anon! Hahahaha but that's fair.

Of course there are several names that appear in the Odyssey. Of course the most known ones are Antinous, Eurymachus and Amphinomus but there are several names that appear in the Odyssey as you remember from my post about Antinous where I mention the misconceptions around the Odyssey,

you see the name of Leiodes. Other names rescued are:

Leocritus, Agelaus, Amphimedon, Elatus, Eurynomus, Euryades, Demoptolemus, Peisander, Polybus and Ctesippus.

Unfortunately most of the names of the suitors are not mentioned in the Odyssey however we have other scoliasts and future writers, for example Apollodorous who also makes a list of several other names in his book "Epitome":

From Dulichium came fifty-seven: Amphinomus, Thoas, Demoptolemus, Amphimachus, Euryalus, Paralus, Evenorides, Clytius, Agenor, Eurypylus, Pylaemenes, Acamas, Thersilochus, Hagius, Clymenus, Philodemus, Meneptolemus, Damastor, Bias, Telmius, Polyidus, Astylochus, Schedius, Antigonus, Marpsius, Iphidamas, Argius, Glaucus, Calydoneus, Echion, Lamas, Andraemon, Agerochus, Medon, Agrius, Promus, Ctesius, Acarnan, Cycnus, Pseras, Hellanicus, Periphron, Megasthenes, Thrasymedes, Ormenius, Diopithes, Mecisteus, Antimachus, Ptolemaeus, Lestorides, Nicomachus, Polypoetes, and Ceraus.

And from Same there came twenty—three: Agelaus, Pisander, Elatus, Ctesippus, Hippodochus, Eurystratus, Archemolus, Ithacus, Pisenor, Hyperenor, Pheroetes, Antisthenes, Cerberus, Perimedes, Cynnus, Thriasus, Eteoneus, Clytius, Prothous, Lycaethus, Eumelus, Itanus, Lyammus.

And from Zacynthos came forty—four: Eurylochus, Laomedes, Molebus, Phrenius, Indius, Minis, Liocritus, Pronomus, Nisas, Daemon, Archestratus, Hippomachus, Euryalus, Periallus, Evenorides, Clytius, Agenor, Polybus, Polydorus, Thadytius, Stratius, Phrenius, Indius, Daesenor, Laomedon, Laodicus, Halius, Magnes, Oloetrochus, Barthas, Theophron, Nissaeus, Alcarops, Periclymenus, Antenor, Pellas, Celtus, Periphus, Ormenus, Polybus and Andromedes.

And from Ithaca itself the suitors were twelve, to wit: Antinous, Pronous, Liodes, Eurynomus, Amphimachus, Amphialus, Promachus, Amphimedon, Aristratus, Helenus, Dulicheus, and Ctesippus.

However one must bear in mind that all these names do not appear in the Odyssey so it is unclear whether Apollodorous has mentioned these names out of other sources or if he came up with a few of them himself! Hahaha especially since Apollodorous seems to be raising the number of the suitors from the standard 108 to much more than that!

But yeah that is food for thought as well even if Apollodorous lived several centuries after Homer.

As for the last part yes of course there seems to be several of character development to the suitors that at least are named in the Odyssey for as you see from the post that I made,

Antinous is the leader of the suitors in one way. He is as you see the most outspoken and one of the most arrogant ones and the way I read the passages of his it seems almost as if he is constantly intoxicated. I find it no coincidence that he died when he was ready to get a drink! I also love it, as I mentioned to another post of mine, how his name seems to mean "against all reason" aka "madman"

Eurymachus strikes me as the guy who is the "rich brat" in one way if I am allowed the comparison. He seems to be the richest of them all and he seems to be the one Icarius prefers the most for his future son-in-law because his own wedding gifts were the richest. Eurymachus seems to be a smooth talker and he often gets in the middle between Antinous and Penelope (for example Penelope goes on a full attack on Antinous accusing him and Eurymachus gets in the middle) but in a more slithering way, if that makes any sense. He is also the one who throws Antinous under the buss when he sees Odysseus is up for the kill to them all. He says that Antinous who is just killed was the root of all evil in there and that Odysseus needs to do nothing more. He also suggests they would pay back what they ate. He strikes me as the rich kid that thinks he can solve stuff with money. Eand wine .urymachus also seems to be confident with himself because he seems to have a close relationship with Odysseus and the royal family or at least his family does since Eurymachus mentions how Odysseus used to place him on his knees when he was a child, feeding him roasted meat and wine

Both Eurymachus and Antinous seem to be though capable athletes (they were the best at throwing the javelin and the discus while they were playing together) and like Antinous he seems to have knowledge on weapons such as bows and arrows.

Amphinomus is more of a diplomat material. In fact Homer states that out of all the suitors Penelope liked him the most because he was a smooth talker and he seemed gentle. In fact Amphinomus prevented the suitors from killing Telemachus TWICE in the Odyssey. He didn't deny the suggestion of the kill per se (so that he wouldn't lose the support of the other suitors) but he said that they need to first make sure that the killing was agreeable to the gods as well (in a way he also seems to try and prevent the killing altogether). He said that if gods wanted that then he would kill Telemachus himself but if they do not it is a sin and it shouldn't be followed. He is also one of those who encourages the others to stop mistreating Odysseus (disguised as a beggar) and encourages them to let Telemachus treat him as his guest given that this is the right thing to do. It seems that even Odysseus noticed he has kindness in him for he is the only suitor he actually doesn't only test in order to save him from doom but he ACTUALLY warns him to escape doom but Amphinomus doesn't heed the warning and remains. He also seems to be the suitor that at the end of the day didn't try to harm Odysseus out of hatred but he ran towards him with his sword trying to get him out of the way towards the exit so basically he tried to run away. Telemachus killed him with a spear through the back (his first kill for that day) and again I find it interesting and ironic that his name means "between two rules/shares" because he seems to be in a limbo state between the suitors and Telemachus and in the end he dies between two rulers (Odysseus and Telemachus). Amphinomus strikes me for a good guy that ended up with bad companies. In one way he seems to be in a way reflecting Odysseus too since he does try to persuade others with his words and navigate his way through stuff (plus the fact that Penelope liked him more than the others because of the way he speaks with logic AND Odysseus seeing the potential in him and actively trying even more to save him compared to others).

Leiodes was also called "soothsayer". It was said that he was one of those who was head over the heels in love with Penelope and he genuinely wanted to win her hand. He seemed to be a gentle guy or at least gentler than the rest who really wanted to earn Penelope. He was also the first to protest against bending the bow, realizing the impossible of the task thus earning the angry reaction of Antinous (see at my post that I link). It is also arguably the most shameful out of the killings Odysseus performed given that Leiodes managed to clasp Odysseus's knees begging for his life and also saying that he never bothered or bedded any of his slave girls, according to the customs of employing ritual, Odysseus couldn't refuse him the favor and he should normally spare him his life as he requested (in this case this doesn't apply classically given how Athena was there encouraging). Odysseus though was furious for Leiodes's notion to marry Penelope and he cut off his head.

Leocrtitus strikes me as someone who thinks too high of himself. His name appears technically once in the Odyssey and that is when he fights against Mentor (Athena in disguise) and claims that even if Odysseus himself were to show up in the palace, Penelope would have no joy upon seeing him because they would more or less kill him. Leocritus seems more like the guy that boasts a lot from that line or that is certain of himself when things are certain but only when he is certain that nothing would go wrong. He speaks with certainty they can take Odysseus when he is most certain that Odysseus would never show up because he thinks he is dead.

Agelaus seems to be similar to Amphinomus here for he too seems to have some humanity inside him (although arguably one can also say that he is pretending of that he has his reasons behind it) since he also speaks to the suitors and advises them to stop tormenting the stranger (Odysseus in disguise) or stop bothering the slave girls in the hall (most likely the women who were unwilling to serve the suitors) and he even said that "he hoped Odysseus would come back but that doesn't seem likely" (the latter seems to be more a pretend wish than anything but that is up for interpretation) but he keeps trying to sooth-talk Telemachus to tell his mother to choose the one that brought her the best gifts to which Telemachus says that he "doesn't want to force her and that he hopes the day will never come". Agelaus also strikes me for a very calm fellow for even in the chaos of battle after Antinous, Eurymachus and Amphinomos are dead Agelaus still calls for Melanthius and makes the assumption that Odysseus doesn't have enough shafts for them all and that they should sound the alarm or something and try to find their way out and apparently he was right because Telemachus accidentally left the door to the weaponry open so Melanthius came back holding some weapons for some of the suitors. So yeah that too seems like a great thing not mentioned enough. Also even amidst the chaos he tries to find allies for he turns to Mentor (Athena in disguise) and tries to persuade him not to be swayed by Odysseus's words unknown to him that he is speaking to Athena and when he sees that "Mentor" is not helping, he is showing leading skills and he gathers around the best remaining of the suitors to organize themselves and fight back. The latter gives a meaning to his name as well given how Agelaus means "leader of people"

Eurynomus has no lines in the Odyssey but I find it interesting that Homer decided to share with us that Eurynomus is one of 4 brothers out of whom one of them accompanied Odyssus to the arduous trip, Antiphus, and he was in fact one of his comrades that died in the hands of Polyphemus and in fact he was the last to be eaten by him so Eurynomus for me signifies the visual representation of the people who are left behind and possibly their complicated psychology. His father Aegyptius who was mourning for the death of his son (for he had stopped hoping to see him again) and the other two brothers that helped his father at the farm. Somehow makes me wonder was Eurynomus TOO EAGER to make his father proud? Perhaps he stopped caring? Did he have any recollections of his own brother or not? How was his relationship with his other brothers? Was he, if I may make a random comparison, an "edgy teenager" who just didn't care anymore? And arguably Homer also names him as "one of the best" of the suitors so that shows he did have plenty of potential. Who knows indeed

Amphimedon and Demoptolemus are also not having any lines and are mentioned once and twice respectably in the Odyssey but both were some of those that Homer names "the best" that Agelaus brings close to him again showing their potential.

Euryades is only mentioned when Telemachus kills him so not much is known on him.

Same goes with Elatus who is also mentioned only when he is killed by Eumaeus and nothing else is very much known of him

Peisander is mentioned during the wedding gifts process when Agelaus gathers him close to him as well (again one of those that were praised for their potential) and when he is killed by Philoetius.

Polybus now seems to be mentioned as "wise" but I also see the name being associated as the father of Eurymachus more often. There is only mentions of Polybus as a suitor and that is when Agelaus is gathering around him the best he can find in chaos and when he is killed by Eumaeus. Most likely we talk about two different people that just share the same name. I don't think both father AND son are competing for the hand of Penelope unless Polybus was there just to make sure that Penelope would marry in their family but that doesn't seem likely to me given how Eurymachus gives gifts that are said to be the best so if his father was also there I would expect them to have similar gifts and that Icarius might as well approve of the father as the husband to his daughter plus the fact that the suitors are named as young makes me doubt that Polybus the father of Eurymachus and Polubus the suitor are the same person. But here's some food for thought!

Ctesippus is the one that is mentioned from moment 1 that he has "lawlessness in his heart" so he seems like the most violent or potentially viscous of them all. He stands up and says that he wants to offer a "guest gift" to the "stranger" (Odysseus in disguise) one of the slave girls that belong to Odysseus. He even proceeds on taking an ox's hoof from his plate and throw it to Odysseus but Odysseus dodges it. The move causes the reaction of Telemachus and his reaction also brings forth Agelaus who also says to the suitors to stop abusing the stranger. Ctesippus doesn's seem to be a very potent spearman for he manages to graze the shoulder of Eumaeus in the battle but his spear was deflected by the swineherd's shield so either he is not as good in battle or he was drunk or panicking for he lost his weapon like that.

I hope that helps a little at a small interpretation/analysis on the suitors of Penelope as presented in the Odyssey plus an extra list of Apollodorous even if I do not fully allign with it, I just placed it here for the sakes of the encyclopedic knowledge! Hehehehe!

But thanks for the question Anon because it is important to remember how complicated all the homeric characters are! Even those that are supposed to appear brutes, they have also secret sides that Homer did let us known they existed!

Also yay this is my 5000th post!! 🥳 🎉 🪅 🎊

I deeply apologize if I forget someone and I shall elaborate more to reblogs and/or comments if there is one that I missed or forgotten etc.

[kyun-toast]

[ATEEZ] Mafia!San - Will You Join Me?

word count: 2.9k warnings: explicit language, gun use, violence, description of death (not explicit), sexually suggestive, gets a lil steamy summary: cupid has a bullet with your name on it a/n: Y/N a little dramatic and San annoying af. I wrote this in a two hour flash at 2am, so this might be deleted after I reread it tomorrow because I’m pretty sure a lot of this is just me chatting shit.

1. Yoon, David – 12:45 Note to self: likes donuts. probs dunkin’, maybe krispy? idk just look for a man w a paper bag.

“I’ll have to warn you though, the lift is under maintenance, so you’ll have to take the stairs.” The receptionist smiled at you sympathetically. “I can get someone to help you with your suitcase if you’d like?”

“Oh no, it’s ok, I’ll just find another place to stay. I have weak knees anyway.” You forced a laugh and hoped the lady didn’t notice the dead look in your eyes.

“I’m sorry about that, love.”

Turning away with your suitcase in tow, you headed towards the building opposite the hotel and hoped that the rooftop would be easy enough to access.

It was quite irresponsible of you not to have a backup plan. It seemed that being named the sharpest shooter in the underground world had gotten to your head a little, but you argued that a bit of spontaneity never hurt anybody. Though your target would beg to differ.

Being a public building of offices, it was all too easy for you to reach the roof of the building. You found that walking with your held head high and gaze set straight ahead would never get you questioned. Who would ever stop someone with a walk so confident?

Thankfully, the rooftop hadn’t been turned into some garden space: an air-conditioning fan over here, a water tank over there. You checked your wristwatch reading 12:40 and muttered under your breath. The damn hotel lift had taken precious minutes of your time and compromised your view.

You opened your suitcase to set up your sniper, giving your little black cat charm on the side of your gun a squish. Cute.

Sitting on the case with your stock snug against your shoulder, you peered into the scope to get a closer view of the revolving doors to the bank. Oh great, there’s a lamppost in the way.

Mr. Yoon was apparently quite the punctual man, always seen stepping into the bank doors after his lunch break at exactly quarter to one and therefore, your window of opportunity was thin.

“I want it done today or you’re getting sniped yourself, Y/N.” You heard the voice of your boss yap in your head again. Blah blah blah, same old threat. You argued that procrastinating the man’s death was actually something very considerate of you to do.

You heard a familiar clatter of metal hit the floor and you turned your scope to the rooftop opposite to see a man in overalls with his toolbox open on the floor.

“Lift maintenance guy?” You muttered to yourself and wondered if the mechanics of elevators ran all the way through to the rooftop. You made sure that you wouldn’t be in his line of vision and swivelled back to your original position, cursing the man under your breath for ruining your first choice of setup.

12:44

“Come on, Yoon. Lunch time’s almost over.” Your finger lay restless on the trigger, itching to get a glimpse of the bank teller.

20 seconds.

“Krispy or Dunkin’ what will it be today, entertain me.”

10 seconds.

You saw the man turn the corner and waited for him to get a little closer for you to shoot.

5 seconds.

“That’s it, just past the lamppost and you won’t even know what hit y- what the FU-?” You shouted and quickly clasped a hand to your mouth. Mr. Yoon hadn’t even made it past the post, and he was already laying on the pavement in a growing pool of blood.

Calculating the angle in which he was laying, you spun your vision around to the hotel rooftop and saw the maintenance man begin to pack up a sniper back into his toolbox. Taking off his cap, you noticed a flash of white in his jet-black hair and just like he knew you were watching, he turned with a smug grin on his face and shot you some finger guns.

“Oh, you little fucker.” You spat, and watched the man jump down into a hatch to disappear.

You slumped dramatically onto the floor and splayed your limbs to stare blankly at the sky. Never in your life had you ever missed a shot, let alone have it stolen by someone else, and your boss had your phone ringing to rub it in your face.

“That wasn’t you, was it?”

“Listen, what if? You know, what if that was my thirteenth reason? I just couldn’t take it anymore and that was it. No more Y/N. You wouldn’t even come to my funeral, would you?”

“No, I wouldn’t because you’d be too broke to have one. You realise you’re not getting paid for this?”

“Why? He’s still dead?” You sat up in disbelief.

“Well, it turns out someone else wanted him gone too. I can’t lie to our client and say that we did it.”

“You’re oddly moral for someone that runs a hotline for hitmen.”

“I’ll call you if I find you another job.”

“Justice for freelance contract killers.” You muttered weakly as he ended the call. The faint sound of police sirens filled the air as you let out a heavy sigh and lay back on the concrete.

You pictured the man and wondered who it was that would even think to render the notorious Y/N L/N jobless. Though you did have to admit that it was a clean shot.

“Skunk-hair looking ass.”

2. Kim, Seungho – 18:00 Note to self: babysitting. easy target but kid knows NOTHING.

You were stationed by a corner window in an unfinished apartment building with a trainee by your side, setting up his kit.

Stood by the trainee, you scanned to see if everything was in the right place, checking the kid’s posture too. You had been sent by your boss to reluctantly train a young recruit and you joked if you had been demoted following your last predicament. You were never in it for the money though, you lived for the adrenaline.

The boy had potential and you saw it, he just needed to make cleaner shots because three bullets somewhat near the target’s vital organs wasn’t going to cut it.

“What’s your name again?”

“Jisung. Han Jisung.” The recruit replied, his eyes never leaving yours, in absolute awe.

“Eyes on the scope.”

“I’m sorry, nobody told me I’d be getting trained by you. The Seoul Shooter? Like wow.”

“Ew, is that what they’re calling me?”

“Yeah, well I think it’s a pretty cool name, they used to call me ‘Jitman’ in my hometown, not very creati-”

You shushed the boy and tapped his shoulder as you pointed to a small figure in the distance.

“You see him through the scope? Now keep your hand steady, never feel as if you’re being rushed. Death works to your schedule.”

“Got it.” Jisung said, following the man with his gun.

“Ok, on 3… 2… 1…”

You heard the bullet cut through the evening air and hit the target neatly through his office window.

“Bro? That was so clean? That has to be one of the sexiest shots I’ve seen in a while-” You began.

“Uhh, that wasn’t me, Y/N.”

Before you could even process what had happened, you heard the rustle of footsteps patter down the stairs behind you. Taking out your handgun, you moved towards the open door to find the same man you had seen on the hotel rooftop stop in his tracks on the landing. Clad in a fitted black sweater and jeans this time, he looked a whole lot more attractive close up.

“You again?” You exclaimed; gun still pointed at the man as he dropped his duffel bag to raise his hands.

His eyes widened, not in shock, but more with an excited glint in his eyes.

“Oh my, it’s Y/N, the Seoul Shooter.” A coy smile painted his lips as he shook his white fringe out of his eyes.

“See, everyone calls you that.” Jisung interjected from behind.

“Shut up, Han.”

“Word around town is that you’ve been unemployed for some time now,” nodding towards Han, he added, “and it looks like the rumours are true.”

“I’ve actually decided to take a break you know? Let the other kids have a chance at making a name for themselves. Bit of charity work.”

“Y/N kinda got demoted because you keep taking their shots.” Han interrupted again.

“Hey, who told you that?!” You narrowed your eyes at the boy. Han Jisung was a smart ass and you vowed then and there that you wouldn’t take on any more training sessions.

You whipped your head back around to the man eyeing your body up and down.

“My eyes are up here, sir. Unless you really wanna get shot.” You spat.

“Well, I’d die a happy man if you were the last thing I’d see.” He smirked in retaliation and studied your eyes carefully. “Well, my job here is done, I better be on my way. Got a big cheque waiting for me.” He grinned as he reached to grab his bag and carry his way on down the stairs with footsteps too light-hearted for your liking.

“Why didn’t you shoot him?” Jisung asked as you watched the man disappear into the evening.

“I don’t think killing a man for taking my shots is justified.”

“What, and sniping Mr. Kim Seungho just before he gets to feel the bliss of clocking out is?” He laughed. “Do you know what I think, Y/N?”

“What?”

“I don’t know, I’m not going to say anything.”

Han Jisung tormented you the whole drive back to the quarters.

“Y/N and Skunk Man sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes lo-”

Smack.

“Ouch, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I was just kidding.” He laughed as an idea struck him, “K-I-D-D-I-N-”

Smack.

3. Park, Kiha - 10:32 Note to self: bad man. bad, bad man. but big, big cheque.

Having had your last two shots stolen, mystery Skunk Man was beginning to get on your nerves. You were seething to the point that you demanded your boss give you another job, itching to defend your title of being the finest shooter in Seoul.

Laying on the floor of a rooftop hangar, the man had the gall to pop up out of the hatch to set up his station right next to you, as if you were both on some picnic.

"Nice seeing you here today, Y/N." He said, sitting cross legged to mount a scope to the top of his sniper.

Not even bothering to take your eyes off the target, you muttered, "I got here first, you better back off." voice laced with venom.

"Well I've been promised a cheque too, we're all just trying to get fed around here."

Ignoring him, you glanced down at your watch that read 10:31. Any time now, Park Kiha would be walking through the glass bridge to get to his meeting in the twin building.

Steadying your finger against the trigger, you held your breath and counted down from three, two, o-

"I like your cat charm by the way."

You pulled the trigger only for it to stray a little to the right, still hitting your target, just a little less central than you would have accepted.

You shot up from your position to face the man laying on his side, head propped up against his hand to look at you.

"Do you have something against me? Do I even know you?" You exclaimed, carding your gloved hand through your hair.

"No uhh, but I saw your face on a bounty poster once and thought you were cute." He said, attitude too blasé. "That was a nice shot though, I was going to wait a few more seconds."

"So you saw my picture, and started following me around to antagonise me?"

"Nah, I just happened to be super lucky to have been put on the same cases as you. Big bad men have a lot of people after them I guess?"

Throwing your equipment back into your bag, you watched the man proceed to roll over onto his back with his arms behind his head to look up at the sky.

The mid-morning sun cast a golden glow over his skin and though you spent most of your life working with guns, his uniform and kit next to him looked a little different, almost attractive. They suited him a little too much and you thought that if a sleek sniper were to be personified, it would look exactly like this leather clad man.

"I should ask for your number, the way you're looking at me right now, Y/N."

"Good luck, you won't get it." You turned to step down the hatch as he propped himself up again to watch you leave.

Choi, San – 15:25 Note to self: he’s kinda hot tho :/

So, we had finally put a name to the face. As your boss handed you a folder, you were slightly taken aback at the small ID picture pinned to the top of the file.

“You might be a little happy about this one.” He said, taking a sip of coffee. “He’s been recently recruited by ATEEZ as their sniper. Quite a deadly one too. He was scouted shooting pheasants down in the Namhae countryside apparently.”

“Hmm, how much?” You questioned.

“A million dollars.”

“Excuse me? A mill-?” You choked on the air and composed yourself just as quick to nonchalantly lean against the filing cabinet and look out the window, “I don’t know, he didn’t look a million dollars-worth to me.”

“He hasn’t been in the game long, but man has he taken down some big names.”

Though you didn’t necessarily feel too attached to Choi San, you did think that you were going to miss him a little. It was nice having a friend on your level to spar with.

Who were you kidding? You thought he was hot and that it would be a shame to have to shoot him.

But on second thought, you had been itching for the adrenaline in the trigger again, and the million dollars looked a lot sexier to you than some man.

“I’ll take it.”

-

San was all too easy to find. He seemed to enjoy hiding in plain sight since no common person would recognize him in the bustling streets of Gangnam. Nestled in the corner of another rooftop, you zoned in on the recognizable black and white hair sat outside on the terrace of a café.

Once you were ready, you repositioned your finger on the trigger and focused the cross hairs on the familiar head. You were steady until San lifted his head and stared right back at you through the scope, sending you a wink.

“Shit.” You muttered, his actions throwing you off and when you repositioned your aim, he had slipped into the crowd, now lost.

“No, no, no, no, no, Choi San, ugh.” Seeing that he knew what you were up to, you got up to pace around the rooftop. Your mind worked nonstop to find an alternate solution but all you could conclude was to go home, stay low and pick another day to continue.

This man had thrown you into the worst slump of your life, but you were somewhat enjoying the chase and you hated to admit it.

The abrupt sound of a closing of a door behind you had everything clicking into place.

“You pretty motherfucker, had this planned, didn’t you?” You laughed.

Upon hearing the cocking of a gun, you turned to pull out the throwing knife strapped to your thigh and pulled his body in by his collar to reach his throat. And it just turned out that San had the same idea in pushing his handgun up underneath your chin at the same time, faces a little too close.

“I like your beret.” San said candidly, jerking his brow up at the hat on your head.

“Me, too. It’s Marine Serre.”

“Nice choice.”

“I’m going to count down from three and we’re going to drop our weapons, ok? And talk this out like adults because I for one, didn’t wanna kill you.” You bargained.

“Sure.”

“Three, two, one!” The both of you pulled away for a split second in bluff only to reposition your weapons against each other’s throats again.

“I knew it.” San smirked.

“No, for real this time. I mean it.”

“Go ahead, baby.” He smiled as his gaze dropped to your lips.

“Three, two, o-”

San cut you off by leaning into your lips, placing onto them a kiss so intense, almost mirroring the violent nature of the situation. However, what surprised you more was that you let yourself melt back into him. He let his gun clatter to the floor to walk you backwards into the wall behind, hoisting your leg up around his waist.

You broke away from the kiss for air when he smiled, “I mean, it is kinda hot, but I would appreciate it if you could stop holding that knife against my throat right now, Y/N.”

“Ugh, fine.” You muttered as San leaned back in to kiss you whilst roaming his hand around your thigh, ridding you of the rest of your knives and smirking against your lips in satisfaction.

Feeling his bulge grind between your legs, you both only grew more fervent for each other as you kissed.

“Wait, I wanna take you on a date first.” He pulled away to look you in the eye.

“Are you serious right now?”

“Mhmm, to Bar 1117.” He hummed, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

“Isn’t that your company’s place…?”

“Yeah, they’re gonna love you.” He whispered, peppering small kisses down your throat.

“Are you trying to recruit me or fuck me, San?”

"I mean, you can kill me now and leave for that million dollars or you can come with me for a new job and that million dollar dick."

"You're unbelievable."

“I heard you were doing freelance anyway, baby.” He looked into your eyes again, a mischievous glow blooming across his face, “So, will you join me?”

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disclaimer: San’s pie chart hair is one of my all time faves but I also can’t stop thinking that it looks a little skunk-like. In the cutest way. a/n: I've edited this a lot since I posted it and I think I'm gonna keep it

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Mafia AU Masterlist

[endobiologist]

Trans Guy Tips #4; Socially Transitioning

Now this one is a tricky one, and it's a situation almost every trans person has to go through at some point in their life, unless they stay in the closet for life, but if you're planning to come out, and you don't know how to approach the situation and don't know how to judge if it's safe, I hope I can be a reliable guide for you on this journey.

This is usually the first step in any trans person's journey, before they physically transition, (which some don't as well). However here we're talking specifically about trans men.

So while some of the things I say could apply to trans women, always remember I'm writing about trans men from a trans man's point of view, so that's the targeted demographic here.

Once I learn more about trans women's struggles and things they go through, since I don't have the personal experience of it, I will definitely write trans women articles as well, and as well non-binary people.

So let's begin, with a list of important things to keep in mind whilst coming out to the world or at least to your family and close friends.

1. Safety is everything.

Always no matter what.

A good way to test if someone is going to be safe to come out to, is to casually bring it up in in a conversation topic, something like "What are your thoughts on lgbtq people, or specifically what are your thoughts on trans people?"

If they become aggressive and violent about it, and start being transphobic or defensive or any of the signs of bigotry, do not and I mean do not come out to them yet.

If it's a parent, I'd suggest at least wait until you're of age to move out, or have moved out, to come out to them. Sometimes people will get verbally and physically violent towards you if you come out to them and they're not accepting of it, so the most important thing is to always judge the reactions of people, and if they react well, then you can come out to them.

2. Always choose trustworthy people to keep your secret whilst you're in the closet.

There's been a lot of people who trusted idiots who they thought were their friends and they ended up outing them to the whole school they were in, etc. etc. But there was a lot of stories about this happening multiple times.

Make sure the people you tell would take the secret to their grave, especially if you're in an abusive household and can't come out for fear of violence.

3. If you're in a very abusive household, especially one that's openly homophobic and transphobic, as hard it is, please wait to come out as long as you possibly can until you have a place of your own and you're safe for sure.

A lot of people have been known to kick out their own children on to the streets because of them being LGBT, or do much worse...

Now of course these are some of the worst case scenarios, but being LGBT you always have to think about every bad thing that could occur so that you can prevent it.

4. When it comes to actually coming out, I would always recommend bringing a good friend or close family member who supports you, so that you have backup, not only for them to chime in and tell their piece and defend you, but just them being there makes the other person not want to be as violent towards you, because they fear what others will think of them.

If you're coming out to an extended family member or anyone, don't trust to do it alone, always bring a good friend.

5. One of the best ways to come out that I've seen are ways that are jokey and hilarious!

It seems to smooth over and make it a much more pleasant transition for everyone, and usually even homophobic people won't get too mad, they might even laugh!

I've seen people bake cakes with the words "Surprise I'm gay!" on it, things like that.

Just little cute things that are nice to do for your parents or people you're coming out to, but make it a surprise and that you're actually lgbt!

Now remember though, always follow the first rule and make sure safety is priority, but if you know you're safe, but you're just not sure they understand, starting out with jokes helps a lot.

6. The second step you should do after coming out is always try to explain your side of the story.

If there are people who don't let you get a word in, let them know that you have important things to say and that they need to listen to you and then they can say whatever they need.

Explain how it feels to be trans, explain why you know you're trans, of course you shouldn't have to ideally, but unfortunately a lot of people won't understand unless they're given more information, as the subject is completely foreign to them.

I know my grandma specifically reacted so well, all she did was ask me questions about it, and once I answered all her questions, she hummed in satisfaction and she never questioned it again and completely accepted me.

And a lot of times you'll get people who are pretty neutral, people who will call you by your chosen name and gender but don't really totally care as much as you want them to, but they still go along with it and just kind of assume you know what's best for you, which is a really kind thing really.

I've had a few people react neutrally and it's actually relaxing, there's no pressure put on for being gay, either over positive or over negative. but I have to say as a trans person and gay person, and grey-ace person, I love the people who ask questions the most.

I don't mind answering, and it means they're trying to learn more about something they don't understand, which means they have a huge heart and huge open mind.

Some people may get annoyed at the constant questions, but I absolutely adore them.

To me, every time someone asks about me, they're showing interest in my life and my feelings.

7. Next the scientific method.

Look up on any scientific article anywhere, and you'll find studies done on trans men and women's brains.

It was shown factually multiple times, over and over, whenever they repeated it it did it again, that trans men have the same brain structure as cis men, and trans women have the same brain structure as cis women, and non-binary people have somewhere in the middle. This was factually proven, you can look it up, so if they try to use science to defend against you, educate that that science is actually for LGBT rights and has explained how it works even.

8. Try to be gentle when it comes to pronouns.

For a lot of people, especially people of foreign languages where some languages don't have genders, or will have different genders, or other things like that, or even just English speakers that aren't used to saying 'they', or your family not being used to your pronouns yet.

It can take a while, and I know it's frustrating, it could take even a few years for them to finally get it right every time.

It's not supposed to be an attack towards you, it's genuinely hard to reprogram yourself when you think someone is one thing your whole life and then it turns out they're the other thing! So be sure to be gentle with them while they're practising, remind them every time they make a mistake, but remind them gently, as they are trying to do the right thing, they're just slipping up due to habit.

In general, be patient with non-lgbt folks, if we're mad at them, it just drives them away, rather than driving them toward us to help and assist us.

We should be grateful for our allies.

9. Once you've come out and your parents probably still have questions, I would recommend sitting down and having family night where you read together some good articles about transgenderism, and LGBT+ in general.

If they're not familiar with it, this type of education can help them a lot to understand the terminology and how to address you, and basic respect for trans & lgbtq+ people.

Overall it's a learning experience for both of you, and it would be amazing to do if they're willing to learn.

Remember that it's a journey for all of us, and everyone has a lot to learn.

10. When selecting your name, I have one piece of advice/a question for you; "Does it spark joy?"

The most important thing, it doesn't matter how odd sounding it is, or differently spelled it is, or whatever your name is, if you enjoy your name, that's what matters.

Always pick the one that calls out to you.

And it's okay to change it from time to time, people need time to figure out who they are!

And with that, I conclude my fourth part!

I hope you were helped by this in any way, and thanks for reading.