#they're in the military right now but they really left me with hope for the future

[escapingreality101]

I just love seeing people finding themselves later in life. Be that characters on tv and in movies or people in real life. It's so nice and comforting to see that you don't have to have it all figured out when your young and that there's a whole other world out there for you. Where you can be happy and find yourself in your 30s, 40s, 50s, etc. This isn't all there is. Life is a journey and we're all going at our own pace.

[nsharks]

bleeding blue | apocalypse au

part twelve —other parts

pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x fem!reader words: 3k tags: *hint at sexual assault. please be cautious!* death. blood. cannibalism mention. zombies of course. AFAB reader. single dad ghost. there will be sex but it isn't here yet. slow burn!!! enemies to lovers. summary: After losing your companions, you run into a skull-masked man and his daughter. They are your last hope for survival.

Dense mud packs onto the soles of your boots. You shift the near-empty backpack on your shoulder and slip back a few sweat-laced strands of hair from your face. Never before were you a morning person. In fact, you used to purposely sign up for all the afternoon lectures in uni. But now, time and sunlight are precious. You set out to search for the camp this morning with only a sliver of sunrise as your companion. 

You hope Ghost was right.

He suspected that their camp would be situated in a location with easy access to the military base, river, and nearby village so they could draw resources from all three. So that's the direction you're headed in, squinting at nearby landmarks and interstate signs to help guide you. It's quite the hike: grueling, hilly terrain and moist air that you can't distinguish from your own sweat. You've stepped over some interesting sights along the way. An old forest station with CAMP FEES and LEAVE NO TRACE posters still outside. A small skeleton tucked in a bush with only child-sized rainboots left on it. For a moment, you saw Joseph. Toddling around in the puddles outside your sister’s house. You had to force yourself not to look at it for too long; you wiped your eyes, gritted your teeth, and prayed it had been painless for them.

You come to a narrow creek, crossing over a stone bridge that spits you out among dense evergreens. Finally, a faint column of smoke comes into view just above the forest's canopy. 

That must be it.

It's certainly a sign, so you suck in a shaky breath, ignore the rush of blood in your veins, and do what Ghost suggested: climb a tree to get a better look. 

There was a time not long ago when climbing trees was your only means of survival. This time, it feels so much easier to hoist yourself up and grip the bark as your muscles flex to steady yourself on a high branch. Luckily, there wasn't much to bring in the backpack Ghost gave you. For now, there's nothing in it other than your lighter, a roll of gauze, that romance book, and a small piece of dry wood. 

Squinting your gaze, you make out the silhouette of triangular, orange tents and uneven fencing. Definitely a camp. The fence doesn't appear barbed from here, but it's at least a meter higher than the one that surrounds Ghost's place. You're close enough to see a few blue crates in the center that look like those ones from the military medical site. Is that what they're keeping the supplies in? It seems like the only obvious place based on the layout.

What you really want to know is how many people. Soundlessly, you shift your boots to get a different angle and finally spot movement coming out of one of the tents— a sizeable male wearing a leather jacket.

One.

Is that it?

Your eyes stay locked on the stranger for a minute, tracking his movement as he cooks something over the fire. He gives out a long whistle, the high-pitched sound audible even from where you stand nestled in the treetop. Panic seizes your breath: did he somehow see you and is alerting someone else? But no— you're much too far, and his eyes never shifted in your direction. 

Instead, there's more movement, the faint shuffling of paws on the ground, and then a large dog appears at the man's side. He tosses something in front of it, what must be a slab of meat, because the dog is quick to start chowing down with the enthusiasm of a mindless Grey.

"Fuck me," you whisper to yourself, fingertips splintering against the bark. "Couldn't prepare me for that, huh, Ghost?"

The plan he instructed you with is fairly simple and straightforward— you'll just have to stick to it and be mindful of the additional obstacle. You've survived much worse even just a few days ago, so with that in mind, you slip down the column of the tree and purposefully backtrack your steps, gaining a bit more distance between you and the camp. 

You need a ruse, something to draw the man out for enough time for you to grab the ammo. Ghost told you to bring the book to help get a fire started since the twigs and leaves here are damp after the storm, so you find a good spot and start ripping out the pages, crumpling them up. You arrange the piece of wood and paper in such a way that you have a minute or two before the smoke really gets going. You pull out your lighter from the pocket of your jeans, start it, and then head back towards the camp, this time going around so you can approach it from the side. 

You keep your footsteps as light as possible while moving quickly. Once the man notices the smoke and leaves to scout it out, your timer starts. There's another whistle followed by a gravelly bark from the dog. You sneak close to the side of the fence, pausing behind a tree, just when you catch a glance of the stranger shucking a rifle over his shoulder and exiting out the gate. He shuts it behind him with a series of padlocks.

It won't take him long to find the source of the smoke and realize it's nothing, so you muster all your strength and begin climbing the fence, rusty links digging into your palms. You try to do it without making much noise, but the moment you jump down with a thud, the dog's head snaps in your direction. It begins to growl, flashing thick canines under its bloodied muzzle. You break out into a sprint toward the blue crates, but it crosses the span of the camp in mere seconds, clamping down on your forearm before you can even begin to look for the ammo.

The pain is white hot. You silently cry out as the dog shakes its head, tearing through the fabric of your coat and the tissue of your muscle. 

"Fuck."

You tug at your arm, but it doesn't let go. Remembering the piece of squirrel meat you brought as a snack, you dig it from your pocket and wag it in front of the dog's face.

"Come on, let go— please."

It's enough to catch his attention, the bite on your arm loosening once you toss the meat a few meters away and he follows it. You clutch your arm with a ragged breath, ignoring the blood and pain that radiates from it.

The squirrel can only distract him for so long, so you urgently flip open the lid of the first crate. Staring back at you is a mix of what appears to be severed limbs and various animal parts. The pungent smell floods up your nose. You instantly clamp the lid back down, fighting the urge to vomit, and move on to the next one. 

Ammo.

Plenty of it.

Without a second to waste, you sling off the backpack and begin stuffing it with the cardboard packs of cartridges, hoping it's the kind Ghost needs. When you tug the zipper closed, a decision pops into your brain: to keep looking through the other crates for medicine, or to get the fuck out of there. You take a millisecond too long to think about it because suddenly, you notice the dog from the corner of your eye, done with the meat and moving towards you with another throaty growl. 

You tug the heavy backpack on and make a beeline for the closest side of the fence. In the panic, you fail to notice the creak of the gate opening until you are stumbling into a hard chest. A strong hand wraps around your bicep.

Fuck.

He's back.

This is it, then.

"Rocky— sit."

The growling behind you ceases. A whole new fear washes over you as you blink up at a rugged face. The stranger uses his other hand to take hold of your jaw, hard enough that your teeth are forced to grind together. In a heart-pounding silence, he inspects you, bluntly looking you up and down. Then, he takes out a knife and presses it to your neck. Your throat bobs against the icy metal. 

"Fucking bitch," he mutters. "Start a fire to try and steal from me?"

"N-no!" Your brain reels for a lie. "No— I don't know what you're talking about. I-I came here looking for help."

"Try a better lie, sweetheart." 

"I mean it," you stammer, holding onto the fact that he hasn't slit your throat yet. Raw desperation speaks for you. "My… my friends are gone. Someone attacked us a few days ago and killed them. I've been alone ever since and then I found your camp, hoping someone would be here to help me."

This seems to grab his attention. Dark eyes narrow. It's now you realize he's quite young, maybe in his thirties.

"Someone attacked you, huh? Who?"

"Um, some guy. I don't know. I didn't get a good look at him because he was… he was wearing a mask."

"So some guy killed all your friends by himself?" When you slowly nod, cringing at your terrible story, his jaw flexes. "I've lost my friends, too. They went out on a hunting trip three days ago and haven't come back."

"Oh. I'm sorry," you lie, swallowing. "So you… so you believe me?"

"I believe your friends are dead. I don't believe you didn't start that fire to distract me."

His words make your heart race. Again, his eyes trail down, and the knife follows, lowering to the floral fabric of your blouse and popping open one of the buttons. 

"Take it off," he suddenly orders. 

"W-what?"

"The shirt. Take it off. Let me decide if I should kill you or keep you."

You put on a brave face and do as he says, not given much room to protest despite the sick feeling that twists your gut. You drop the backpack, half-inclined to swing it at him, but then what? There is no way you can take him in a fight, especially since he's armed with a knife and gun, and there is no Grey this time to help you out. 

The coat falls to the ground at your feet before you shakily undo the buttons of your blouse, wincing from the movement of your bitten arm. Crisp air greets your bare skin. Your nipples tighten uncomfortably and his gaze darts right to them, intensifying the churn in your stomach. 

He gives a low whistle. "Lucky me."

Your nails jab crescents into the palms of your hands. "Am I… am I worth keeping, then?"

He bears a sick, toothy smile. "Pretty for a thief," he confirms. "Haven't seen someone so pretty in a few years now." His eyes flash to your arm and he reaches to grab it, making you choke. "Hell, Rocky. You gave her an ugly bite, though. Might get in the way of what I have in mind for you."

Half-naked, you are dragged by the arm to one of the blue crates. He slips the knife into his pocket in order to search through it. You notice pills, liquids, and a single glass bottle of what appears to be clear alcohol, which he pulls out along with a cloth.

"Tell me your name," he says, forcing you to sit down on a folding chair. "Before I enjoy you.”

You tell him quietly.

With an eery gentleness, he sits across from you and dabs the bite with some alcohol. The sting is immeasurable, but you roll your eyes to the sky and silence yourself. The feel of his cold, calloused fingers makes you imagine how they would feel touching other parts of your body. You need to think of something quick before he gets the chance to. He still has the gun on him, and the only knife you brought is in the jacket on the ground. Your eyes flicker to the bottle, which he set down by the leg of his chair.

"What's your name?" you ask, looking back at him.

"Leo."

"So, um, Leo— how did you end up here?"

"I was a new recruit in the military when shit started five years ago," he explains idly, fixated on your arm. "Stationed at the base nearby."

"I saw medical tents there," you mutter, clearing your throat. "Did you help with that?"

He chuckles. "For all of a day until some buddies and I decided to take what we could and leave. There was no point in trying to help people. We figured that out pretty quick."

"Oh. Were those the buddies who haven't come back?" 

He nods. "I'm sure they're dead by now. But, one good thing is," he reaches for the gauze, sniggering lowly, "—that means I don't have to share you."

As he begins to unwrap the gauze, you decide he’s distracted enough. It happens in one, urgent motion. You clasp the alcohol bottle by the neck, arch it above his head, and thrust it down. The glass shatters, drenching him with alcohol and blood as a piece slices open his forehead. He immediately drops the gauze and hisses in pain.

"Bitch," he snarls. "I'm going to fucking kill you!"

He leaps to his feet and pulls the knife out again. As he does, you dig the lighter out of your pocket and ignite a flame, bringing it to his soaked shoulder. Instantly, fire flashes up his neck and face in hues of orange and blue, even catching your wet fingertips. It renders him blind as he howls and tries to swing at you, but you immediately run away, rubbing your burned hand against your jeans.

You grab your discarded clothes and backpack before flinging open the crate with medicine in it. You begin stuffing as many bottles into the side pockets of the backpack as you can, breathing frantically.

"I'm going to kill you," he seethes again, and the firing of a bullet somewhere behind you means he must have grabbed his rifle.

But he still can't see, his eyes blistered by the flames that continue to lick his face. Each shot bites the ground as you heave the backpack on your shoulders and take off toward the fence.

The dog barks, louder and louder as he runs after you. You don't look back. You wad your clothes up in a ball and toss them over the fence to free up your hands. Then, you quickly climb up, the muscles in your face tightly clenched as the full backpack weighs you down. 

You're too slow. 

Teeth grab hold of your boot.

You're pulled back down, hands spreading out to break the fall. 

In the mud, you wrestle beneath a snarling jaw, dirtying up your hair and exposed skin. This time, you don't hesitate to hurt the animal. You grab your lighter again and thrust the flame into the dog's eye, making it leap back with a pained squeal. 

Freed, you scramble back up the fence.

You leap down. Grab your clothes

You can still hear him shouting as you run away, weaving through the thicket of trees. Only when the sound fades do you stop to catch your breath, sinking down against a tree and putting your clothes back on.

"Here."

A moan of relief escapes your lips the moment you shrug off the backpack and drop it at Ghost's feet. He crouches down, swearing under his breath when he unzips it and the ammo practically spills out. He grabs a few boxes, opening and inspecting them under the violet light of sunset. The walk back took you hours longer. You were almost tempted to sleep in a tree for the night, but the threat of Greys or any more strangers kept you going. 

"Good. This is good, Twix." There's a hint of disbelief in his voice before he clears it away, zipping the backpack up. He stands and offers a lengthy look from your head to your boots. "How many were there?"

"Just one."

"Just one," he repeats, brow lifting. "And you look this roughed up. What happened?"

"There was a dog," you say dully, lifting your arm up to show him the bitemark in your sleeve. Beneath it, you already bandaged the wound, not wanting to draw attention to its scent. “Just a dog and a cannibal rapist guy."

"What?"

You shake your head. "Nothing. I'm going to sleep."

Before you can take a step past him, warm fingers latch onto your wrist. So warm. You inhale a breath, a burn of moisture lining your eyes.

“Please don’t touch me," you request in a harsher whisper than you intend.

You can no longer see the details of him with how bleary your eyes are, but you feel his touch disappear.

"What happened?" he asks again, voice lowering.

"Nothing. I got your ammo and I handled it. When can we leave?"

There is a pause before he responds as if he is debating whether or not to drop the subject. For now, he does.

"Tomorrow, hopefully."

"Good." The back of your hand smooths over your eyes. "Don't— don't forget our deal, Ghost. Promise me."

A firm nod. "I don't back out on my word."

As if to prove it, he shucks off the jacket and hands it over.

[causesciencethatswhy]

When AYS started out there was question on mind which my more delulu side wanted an answer to but didn't want to get my hopes up on receiving.

How did jikook come to the realisation that the needed to enlist as companion soldiers ?

I honestly didn't expect them to broach the topic until Sapporo so when they begun talking about going together in Jeju, to say I was surprised, was an understatement.

They openly talked about what they're hoping their experience will be like and how they'll be glad to support one another while joking about getting to see the other comforting bald heads each morning. It was all really sweet but it felt like edging, almost?? Like they were almost on the brink of telling us why they decided to go together cause it is obviously a decision they've carefully thought about and is something none of the other members had even considered so naturally a simple explanation should go along with it right?

Yet instead we're left with jikook just casually displaying how confident they are in their bond to know they'll be fine no matter what the military throws at them.

And then comes Sapporo and it's like the undercurrent melancholy of their impending enlistment is attached to every experience they're having in Sapporo. The soft, gentle moments like the train rides or the late night snacks or the long drives all feel heavier even when it's light hearted fun.

And you feel.... surely now ? Surely now they'll finally divulge why it was so important for them to enlist together?

Except the series ends on the bittersweet note of us, quiet literally, sending off the two of the them to the military after spending the latter half of the last episode watching them try and fail to lift their spirits up, knowing their trip was coming to an end.

It was definitely the bluest episode yet.

Yet my annoying brain wouldn't shut up? Cause narratively it didn’t make sense right? They've somehow broached the subject of military enlistment without giving us a solid explanation of how that decision came to be ??

And then as the credits rolled and I sat there rolling in melancholy too it hits me.

AYS is the answer.

Watching the two of them co exist around one another in perfect haphazard harmony for the past 8 episodes is all the reasonable explanations one would need to know to come to a conclusion on how buddy enlistment came into the picture.

Because it was a given.

Connecticut was a reaffirmation for themselves and also perhaps army's who'd gotten too comfortable dismissing their bond in chapter 2 that jimin and jungkook are well,, jimin and jungkook.

Jeju and Sapporo were a display of just how well the duo embodied 'the you are me, I am you' they've claimed for themselves years ago.

If you're still asking why jikook would enlist together when there were 20 other better alternatives, you've not been paying attention.

Cause once jikook were back in tandem, they were never not going to enlist together.

[chloe-skywalker]

Could Be? - Jay Halstead

Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader Severide

Warnings: none

Word count: 766

Summary: Jay’s never met Serveirses sister, maybe its because she travels for work so often. But maybe they hadn’t met yet for a reason. Maybe it hadn’t been the right time till now.

Authors Note: You never see a woman wrestler as a job for the reader and I’m a big fan of AEW so I put some of that in this story.

Masterlist

One Chicago Masterlist

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“Hey Herrmann.” Jay greeted as he approached the firefighter. It was rare when the FD and the PD could get together but this giant cook out for both departments was a great way to get together.

“What's up Halstead?” Herrmann answered with a smile.

Jay was looking around and he had noticed a woman he’s never seen before with Kelly. Who better to ask than Herrmann. “Who’s that over there with Severide?”

“Y/n?” Herrmann furrowed his brows, why’d he want to know that? Then again Jay was a friendly guy and probably hadn’t met her yet. “Severide's sister Y/n. Well half sister but their mom’s let the two grow up seeing each other all the time. Essentially they grew up together. They're close.”

“Thank’s.” Jay nodd’s in gratitude as Herrmann got dragged away by one of his kids.

“Dude this could be a bad idea.” Kevin shook his head already sure of what Jay was thinking. Kevin and Adam had been nearby and heard Jay talking to Herrmann, so once the firefighter left they approached their buddy.

“Could be?” Adam raised a brow in question.

“It’s Severide's sister.” Kevin clarifies as if it should be obvious.

“She could be worth it.” Adam shrugged his shoulders, taking a sip of his beer.

“Who could be worth it?” Hailey questioned as her and Kim walked up to the guys.

“Severide's sister.” Kevin tell’s the women, catching them up.

“You should at least try.” Kim shrugged her shoulders.

“Thank you ladies.” Jay smiled at them before heading over towards Kelly and his apparent sister.

“Hey Jay.” Kelly nodded in greeting.

“Severide. Who’s this?” he asked, smiling.

“Y/n Jay Halstead, Jay Halstead Y/n Severide Y/l/n. My sister.” Kelly introduced his sister to the detective.

“Nice to meet you.” Y/n smiled, shaking his hand.

“Nice to meet you to. Didn’t know Kelly had a sister.” Jay smiled, shaking her hand.

“I travel a lot for work.” Y/n nodded as she gave her explanation.

“I’m gonna go grab a burger.” Kelly stated leaking the two to get acquainted.

“What do you do for work?” Jay asked, trying to get to know her better.

“Professional Wrestler.” Y/n answered with a smirk.

“Like WWE?” he raised a brow in shock.

Y/n shook her head and scoffed. “No, that's not professional wrestling, that's sports entertainment. The outcome, move’s pulled in the ring and words they say. All scripted… No, I'm with AEW. Real professional wrestling.”

“I’ll have to watch sometime.” Jay smiled at how passionately she talked about her job.

“Maybe you can come and see it in person sometime.” Y/n offered shyly.

“It’s a date.” Jay stated obviously hinting at the fact he was interested in her.

“Well the date would have to be after or before.” Y/n glanced at him.

“Fine by me.” Jay smirked.

Y/n nodded and then looked him up and down and smirked herself. “And let me guess ex-military and now law enforcement.”

“Damn spot on guess.” Jay answered, looking at her impressed and shocked.

“Well it’s not hard to tell your ex-military but it’s easy to see you're not a firefighter. And this is for firefighters and law enforcement plus their families.” Y/n laughed at his facial expression.

“Detective.” Jay told her to stepping closer to her.

“You work under Voight.” Y/n came to the conclusion.

“The one and only. You have a beef with him to?” Jay asked, really hoping she didn’t.

“Not personally. Only backing up Casey. But that’s been settled.” Y/n tells him with a shake of her head in a ‘no’ motion.

Meanwhile some of 51 and Voights team were watching from afar.

“Are you letting Halstead chat up your sister?” Herrmann raised a brow as he questioned the squad leader, confused and slightly concerned. Concerned for Halstead.

“No harm in them just talking.” Kelly shrugged.

“It’s more than that.” Adam laughed

“I noticed. But as long as he doesn’t hurt her I don’t have a problem with it.” Kelly told them taking a sip of his beer.

“You have a problem with anyone else aksing her out on a date.” Cruz looked at him with squinted eye’s judgingly.

“Not me.” Casey smirked, tilting his head, looking all innocent.

“Yeah well you're the exception.” Kelly shrugged and nudged Casey’s shoulder.

“What about Halstead?” Mouch asked.

“We’ll see.” Kelly watched Y/n and Jay closely. He’d be the first one to step in if he didn’t like anything Jay did. Y/n’s his sister, you don’t mess with his sister.

Taglists: @padawancat97

[silenced-ghost]

Heyyy! Could you make a military CnC scenario where the sub is serving in the military and gets abused by fellow soldiers and turns into a gangbang???

ohhh this is an interesting one!

this ended up being pretty long (maybe I got too into it) but anyways hope you enjoy

tw for cnc and gangbang stuff

it's a day like any other on base. you've made your daily rounds and are just settling into your quarters for the evening after having dinner in the mess hall. the door to your bedroom is open, as is custom in your barracks before you turn in for bed, and members of your unit pass back and forth. some say hello as they pass, some just glance inside to catch a peek at you. they've stayed friendly and respectful since you transferred in three weeks ago, but you suspect it's mostly because they enjoy the eye candy. you're one of two girls in your unit, and Jane left for home leave just yesterday.

you're just about ready to shut your door for the night when Big knocks on your door. you turn to see him standing in the doorway, his actual name is Ryan but everyone calls him Big, and you can't help but wonder why since he's not particularly tall or wide. he smiles at you and asks how you're settling in to life on the base so far. you reply nonchalantly, telling him it's been good so far. as you reply, you can't help but notice the look in his eyes - there's something he wants, and it's not just a simple hello. as he continues talking about life at the base he steps inside and your mind races to figure out what he could want. he's good looking, but so are many of the guys in your unit, and you couldn't help but make eyes at them before. but would he make an advance while the others pass back and forth by your room? as your mind races over the thought of the men in your unit and how desperate the sub inside you has been since enlisting that those moments of eye contact are often the most you get lately, your eyes glaze over and you bite your lower lip involuntarily.

Big notices of course, and he just laughs. he asks what's on your mind, he says you seem distracted from his conversation. you try to come up with an excuse about adjusting to the new environment but he shakes his head. "why lie? you think me and the guys haven't noticed your looks?" he tells you that he knew from the moment he saw you that beneath the uniform you're just a little slut, desperate for it. you squirm and step back at this, you wonder how it could've been so obvious? as you step back he steps closer to you, and the next thing you know your back is against the wall and he's looking down at you. he grabs you by the shirt and rips it off, revealing your sports bra. he looks down at it and says "well look at that, your nipples are so hard they're practically pointing at me, I guess I was right wasn't I?" he swiftly gropes your tits with one hand while holding you firm against the wall with the other. he says "I bet your cunt is already dripping too" and he slides his hand down your pants and presses his fingers against your pussy.

at this point you let out a moan that's a mix of shame and pleasure because you know he's right, you felt your cunt start to drip the moment you saw that evil look in his eye. "this is just perfect, you're really ready for tonight then" he says, as he does a rhythmic knock on your wall. you ask what he means, and he explains that as punishment for looking the men up and down with that needy look since you transferred in, the unit is going to spend the night breaking you in. as he explains, two other guys appear in your doorway. they both look eager and lustful, eyeing you like a piece of meat. you squirm more and start to shake your head as you look at Big with pleading eyes. you try to form the words to tell him no, to tell them not to come any closer, but you can't. you're nervous but you also want it so bad you dare not tell them to leave now. Big presses harder against your pussy as he looks back and says "hey boys, I think she got even wetter when you two showed up!" they both grin greedily and Big swiftly pulls your pants down, panties and all, to reveal your bare cunt. one of the guys who just entered whistles and says "shaved and all just for us, what a treat".

Big tosses you on the bed and you let out a yelp, to which he grimaces and says that they better keep you quiet if they don't want the Lt. up the hall to come check what the noise is about. he slides your pants and panties off of you, then he takes your wet panties and forces them into your mouth. he then pulls a bundle of tape out of his back pocket and tapes your mouth over. "there we go, that's perfect isn't it? I guess we'll just have to stick to two holes for the time being." all three start to take their cocks out and stroke to you, gagged and helpless on your bed. one of the other guys looks at Big and says that he gets to do the honors, and as he says this you look at his massive cock and the nickname clicks, it felt almost too obvious that you didn't even guess it but there it is throbbing in front of you.

he lifts you and positions himself underneath you so that you're now straddling him on top of his cock, you feel it graze your clit and you instinctively press against it. Big grins at you and says "woah woah, look who's an eager little slut now?" he then positions his tip against your wet hole, and forces it balls deep in one thrust. you try to scream through the tape but it comes out as a muffled whimper. he starts to pound your cunt and with each thrust you feel your eyes roll back farther and farther. as he thrusts you, he looks over to the guys and says "alright she's good and cock drunk now, how about one of you take that little ass first and after she screams the other can take her gag out and put her throat to work". they do just that, soon you feel another hard cock being forced deep into your ass. you try to scream from the pain and pleasure, but nothing's getting through your panties and the tape over your mouth except a small leak of drool. as the guy fucking your ass thrusts he moans and says "fuck this little sluts ass is even tighter than Jane's!" as they both thrust your holes simultaneously you nearly go limp, and then you feel the tape and panties being removed. you barely have a second to suck in some air before you feel the third hard cock forced into your mouth.

as the three of them fuck your holes you go just about brain dead, all you can think about is how good it feels, how badly you don't want it to stop. you never would've had the courage to seek it but you've wanted to get used like this for so long, and now you just hope that the rest of your unit will start to line up at your door to have a turn on your holes. you then feel Big's cock throb as he grunts and forces himself as deep as possible, and you feel the warmth of his cum filling you deep inside your pussy. the others then let him dismount and the guy using your throat takes his place. Big puts your panties back in your mouth and replaces the tape with a fresh piece, since the last was already slick with your drool. he tells the other two guys that others from the unit should be coming back from the mess hall in a few minutes so leave the door open, everyone needs the opportunity for a turn on you. he then looks back at you and tells you what a good little recruit you are, and next time the unit will use you and Jane together. he puts his pants back on and is about to step out of your room when he looks back to give you a wink as he says "thanks for your service".

[matan4il]

I'm so disappointed in Susan Sarandon right now. How about never ever have a sentence in any context that includes "Jews getting a taste of".

Especially as a woman. Like how do all these women just dismiss the rape of moms. Murdering of children. Putting babies in ovens!!! Ignoring the hostages living in Hell right now. Just I need a sign of humanity right now.

What they did October 7th wasn't warfare. It wasn't against a military. It was barbaric, animal style torture. Anyone not talking about what they did that day is just a soulless monster to me.

Hi Nonnie!

I couldn't agree more. Her antisemitism really jumped out of her there, didn't it? If your response to the Jews of your country being persecuted and scared is, "Good!" I don't care what excuses you use, you're just an antisemite.

Also, saying that "Jews are getting a taste of what Muslims are in this country," like Jews had it coming, only makes sense if you're saying that Jews are somehow responsible for islamophobia in the US? Which is literally the opposite of the truth. An islamophobia Index study found Jews were the least prejudiced in the US against Muslims. But even if it were true, do two wrongs make a right? The very idea that she's using American Islamophobia to justify American antisemitism is also evidence of her just being an antisemite.

But there were many headlines saying she was fired for being pro-Palestinian. Here's a few examples:

Even many of the headlines who didn't call her comment "pro-Palestinian," stated that she was dumped by her agency for comments "at a pro-Palestinian rally" instead of just saying she was dropped for making antisemitic remarks.

It demonstrates exactly how this new antisemitism works. She can say anything antisemitic, no matter how morally wrong, no matter how factually inaccurate, and it just gets cloaked as being "pro-Palestinian." Will American Jews being scared in the US free a single Palestinian in Gaza? No. Did Sarandon speak for Palestinian protesters a few months ago, when they were being killed by Hamas? Also no. Because she doesn't really care about them, they're just a tool for her to be gleeful over Jews being persecuted.

I'm not even gonna talk about her circulating false information about the Jewish state (that Israeli soldiers are the ones responsible for killing Israeli civilians, not Hamas), and that to do so, she retweeted a right wing, white supremacist antisemite. Sarandon, supposedly a human rights, far left activist, amplified the voice of a right wing, white supremacist antisemite. There really is no end to what antisemites are willing to do, or what they think they can get away with under the guise of "just" being anti-Israel, not antisemitic.

I'm glad she got her comeuppance, I'm glad her talent agency dropped her. Not that her acting career has been relevant for decades. She had two iconic roles, which is two more than many actors, but I was looking at her acting credits, and the last time she had an acting role that really made waves at the time is a 1999 movie. And maybe that also explains why she's suddenly so vocally anti-Israeli since 2021, because that's the only way she's made headlines in recent years. IDK to what a degree this also plays a role, but I do think people like Sarandon and Roger Waters are, at least in part, also feeding their own ego, when suddenly their anti-Israel (and antisemitic) comments get them attention, and from certain factions, even praise.

That's a long winded way to say, I totally agree with you. About Sarandon, and about anyone dismissing, ignoring, and especially justifying Oct 7. It was barbaric on levels that are hard to comprehend. I think it's especially telling when hearing forensic examiners, first responders and morgue workers saying that Oct 7 was like none of the other horrors they had witnessed over decades of gruesome work.

I hope you're doing good, lovely, despite how infuriating all of this is. Sending you hugs! xoxox

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[coeluvr]

You're so wonderfully devious. Your IF is so well written. I've played through it once several months ago, lost track of it, then found it again 🤗 but seriously, the complex emotions you pull out of me is what makes me keep coming back.

There's no time to not grieve for the MC. And your time jumps make it so no matter how much time has passed for MC, we don't get that relief. It makes me wonder if the MC feels that way all the time for the last 9 years if the grief we experience is just as intense. So I absolutely adore how you give MCs the ability to name a journal Alistair and to have a tattoo to keep them with you.

I don't know what to do with Rosea. I think the only way to hurt Luceris is by hurting the ones they love, Lancelot and Helios. But then this cycle of revenge continues and warps, and it's this massive spiders web because when you hurt Lancelot and Helios, then you hurt Farah, Vincent, and Hunter. It makes even more people want to put a stop to MC's machinations.

I know we're going to see it in writing, but the generational guilt on these kids [cause fuck they are basically still kids] heads is crushing.

The adults trying to alleviate guilt by saying "Mc is protected as consort" and has the "freedom to do what they want" is a poor consolation prize. They can't get rid of how they were complicit in MCs trauma.

Somehow, you have me litterally insane, tinfoil hat and all, do you play a kind MC so everyone can see how unhinged Luceris idea was? Because I'd love to play this game as quiet and kind MC, one who's forgive and try to move on, but when MCs twin died, I became just as crazy as Luceris. Now I have to be okay with the fact that I'm playing the long game of revenge and whatever that looks like.

Anyway, thank you for your work. It's amazing and I can't wait to see what happens next.

My toxic trait is I like being called evil or devious or anything insane. 🥰 Thank you for your kind words! 💗

Honestly, the time jumps do serve that purpose. Mainly because I think MC gets a little better each time jump but then something happens and it brings back what they felt that night in Vesphire.

For example, the time jump to meeting Fadiya is kind of supposed to be like "well at least someone wants to be friends with our baby" and that feeling is kind of hopeful, at least to me. With the 1st short story, I wanted to cement that feeling since it's like "world against MC but this little kid is here!!" and again it's hopeful. Chapter 2 is softer too with Fadiya, there isn't much angst until the very end where it's like "ah right, shit still sucks." and a part of the healing that the player might have felt just dies lol.

Chapter 3 is kind of different but technically MC is doing "better" or well coping better so there has been some progress on their part albeit it can be unhealthy.

I've gotten the "Oh this is kinda rushed" comment a few times but I don't think I could've taken these first few chapters more slowly since it is supposed to be kind of like a blur to MC. In my head, chapter 3 is when things are more slow for them but now they're leaving on a trip so...

I think revenge (that isn't like "get power throw him into jail") will always come with the loss of people. The only reason Luceris didn't lose people is because he didn't really have anyone to lose except for Lancelot and we all know how that's going. (Ikram doesn't count, if she refused he could just get another military general and been like okay. Don't be friends with your boss people. /j)

A Luceris that had Farah wouldn't have done that ever because she would have left him so yeah! It's normal to be stuck between what to do when you have people you care about who actually have somewhat of a normal moral compass.

Easiest way is to simply not have anyone (unless they're 100% in love with you and would throw away all their morals just for you ofc) and well maybe I can help with that! 🤭

The adults are insane and the kids are burdened with the problems that their parents are to blame for. I love the whole "burdened by the sins of your parents" trope. ✨️

God this got a bit too long lmao 😭 it was fun discussing some of the points. 🤝

[bts-trans]

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Jin's Post ❇️

야 태형아 생일 축하한다 내가 제일 늦었지? 기억에 남을거다 못보겠지만 고생하고~ (https://weverse.io/bts/artist/3-145155851)

Hey Taehyung happy birthday. I was the last to wish you, wasn't I? It'll be more memorable this way. You probably won't see this but keep up the good work~

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어떤게 금지된 단어일까요? ㅎㅎ.. 😅🤣 여튼 쪽😘 아미 !!💜 잘 지내시죠??💜🫡 2023년도 이제 얼마 남지 않았습니다. 그래도 여러모로 특별하고 감사한 해였던 거 같아 간단하게 인사를 드리려고 찾아왔습니다. 올해는 명확하게 군대에 초점을 맞춰 다양하게 활동하고 움직였던 거 같아요. 그동안 보여드리지 못했던 부분들을 보여드리고 싶어, 홀로 시상식도 가고~ 파리에 큰 쇼들도 참석해 보고~ 군입대 전 여러분들에게 큰 선물을 보답해 주고 싶어 제가 존경하는 분과 협업 음원도 만들어보고~ 군 복무 중 여러분들에게 조금이나마 저의 온기를 느끼게 해 드릴 콘텐츠들도 준비 해보고~ 이렇게 바쁘고 치열하게 생활하다가 군 입대를 했습니다. 😂😂 그렇게 군인 신분으로 벌써 9개월을 달려오며 벌써!!? 전역의 해를 맞이할 준비를 하고 있습니다. (물론… 끝자락 10월이지만요…😢😂🫡) 느껴지는 건, 하루빨리 여러분들에게 ��진 모습으로 다시 보여드리고 싶은 생각밖에 없고, 그만큼 여러분들이 너�� 보고싶고! 우리 멤버들도 보고 싶으면서, 또 걱정도 되고, 한편으로는 동질감을 느끼며.. 힘이 되기도 합니다…! 먼저 겪어봐서 말할 수 있겠지만..! 분명 다들 같은 마음이 들 거기에!!… ㅎㅎ 취침 전, 정말 많은 생각을 하고 다양한 꿈을 접합니다. 너무나도 당연하고 사소했던 것들이 이상이 되어 잠시나마 피로를 풀어주고 경직된 숨을 놓게 해 줍니다. 해가 넘어가는 오늘 저의 잠자리도 그렇겠죠? ㅎㅎ 성실하게 국방의 의무를 끝마치는 그날이, 24년의 시작을 더욱 힘차게 해 주네요!!! 무튼 23년도 단연코 여러분들 덕에 버티고, 움직였습니다. (새삼스럽지만 그래도 표현을 해보고 싶어…😅🤣) 24년 새해 복 많이 받으시고 !!!!… 저희 현실이자 이상인 우리 아미, 우리 멤버 아프지 말고 행복합시다 !!!! 🥰😍🤩 사랑합니다!!!🥰😍 💜늦었지만 우리 태형이 생일 축하해애앵💜 🤫

Which word was banned? hehe.. 😅🤣 Anyways 😘

ARMY!!💜 Have you been well?? 💜 There isn't much time left before 2023 ends. Still, in a lot of ways it was a really special year and one that I'm thankful for. I dropped by to say a few words.

I made enlistment my focal point, around which I centered a lot of work and other stuff Since I wanted to show you things I had never been able to before this, I went to award shows by myself~ I attended big shows in Paris too~ I wanted to give you guys a really big gift before I enlisted and worked on a collab with a person I really admire a lot too~ I also prepared a lot of content so you could feel my warmth even just a little bit while we served~

I continued to live like that, extremely busy and working really hard and then, I enlisted. 😂😂

And just like that, I have already spent 9 months living as a soldier and am now already!!? preparing to welcome the year of my discharge from the military (Even though… I'll only be done towards the end, in October… 😢😂🫡)

What I feel right now is that I want to be able to be in front of you, showing you lots of cool things again, as soon as possible - that's all I can think about, that's how much I miss you guys! I miss the members as well, I worry about them too, but I also feel a sense of kinship… and draw strength from them too…! I can say this since I experienced it first but…! they're probably feeling the same as me where they are!!… hehe

Before going to bed, I think about a lot of stuff and come across a variety of dreams. Things that seemed so trivial and that I took for granted become the ideal, they help me soothe my fatigue and breathe a little easier for a little while. It'll probably be the same today, in the place I'll be spending my last night of the year? hehe I will soon have honestly and sincerely fulfilled my duty towards my nation, and that makes me start 2024 with even more energy and hope!!!

Anyways, I was definitely able stay strong and get through 2023 because of you guys. (It might seem out of the blue but I still wanted to express this feeling… 😅🤣)

Happy new year for 2024 !!!!.. ARMY, our reality and our ideal, our members, please be healthy and happy !!!! 🥰😍🤩 I love you!!!🥰😍

💜I'm late but happy birthday to our Taehyungie*💜

(T/N: *Said cutely.)

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[strqyr]

ruby: i'm a huntress. my team and i are heading to the leviathan and can weaken it for you to attack! jaune: we can? ruby: i can. maria: ruby, when i said "trial by fire"— ruby: i did it at beacon and at the farm. weiss: you really think you can do it now? ruby: i don't have a choice.

there was something only summer could do—"if i do this right, there's nothing to worry about." in red like roses part ii, summer's part includes "i didn't have a choice, i did what i had to do."

ruby: we don't have to kill you to stop you. and we will stop you. salem: your mother said those words to me. she was wrong, too.

the goal wasn't to kill the leviathan, but to weaken it for the military to attack; and when the answer from the military was no, they're not getting support for them for their ship is flagged as hostile, ruby says fine, they'll do it alone if they have to.

summer's plan wasn't to kill salem, but to use her silver eyes to encase her in stone for what she surely hoped was for eternity; but like the leviathan, salem broke free, and summer was proven wrong.

but what interests me is that ruby asked for help from a local authority, and got a no for an answer because their ship, their mode of transportation, was flagged as hostile. it makes me wonder if summer originally brought up her plan to ozpin as a way to defeat salem once and for all, an attack they'd all play a part in, and ozpin said no. he couldn't reveal his true reasons for why he denied it, but if summer's plan always involved raven—who just so happens to have a semblance perfect for transporting people—, he could have used that as an excuse; raven had already left, they had no idea if she was loyal to them or not, she could be hostile, etc.

it's too risky.

but summer was determined, and she'd do it alone if she had to; she "didn't have a choice", after all. and the rest is history.

[mysticwolfshadows]

Taken - Zutara - Part 53

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They land just outside of a river town of Jang Hui. It was a small town, poor and slowly falling into ruin. There wasn't even a proper school, the island devoid of one in fact. They had stopped here, almost purely, to spy on the military factory that was on the river.

They spend time in the town, just to see how things are going. It's... not good.

The factory is pouring its waste directly into the river. The pollution is making people sick, mutating fish, and causing the foundation the floating village is on to start rotting. When they get back to their campsite outside of town, it was serious discussion time.

"It's awful," Suki said, looking over her shoulder at the sickly brown-green water. "That the Fire Nation would do this to their own people."

"It would have been the Fire Lady's job to make sure it didn't," Katara said, glancing at Zuko. "When Ozai became Fire Lord, it should have been Lady Ursa, but..."

Zuko turned his head, jaw tight. "My mother vanished the same night my grandfather died. So it left my father in charge of everything."

There was silence for a moment, before Toph breaks it. "Your dad sucks. And my dad sent mercenaries to drag me home in a metal box."

They all laughed, mostly because Toph and Zuko did, and Aang brought them back to topic.

"Can we do anything before we leave?" he asks. "To help the village?"

Zuko glanced at Sokka, who was returning the look.

"If we destroy the production, it could slow down the Fire Nation on the war front," Sokka suggested.

Zuko hummed. "If they're a factory here, they're making something important that's used here. They'd send someone to repair and redouble production to catch up on lost time."

"Could we move the village somehow? Or clean the river?"

"Both would take too long, and cleaning the river would only be temporary."

Suki leaned over, whispering to Katara. "What's happening right now?"

"Sokka's the idea guy," Katara whispered back. "Zuko makes sure the plans actually work."

"What if we got them to abandon the factory?" Sokka suggested. "Like, the towns got that river spirit? Pretend to be her and destroy the factory?"

Zuko winced. "It... might work. But it would depend on how important the parts they're making are. If the soldiers abandon the factory, and they really need whatever is being made is in high demand or essential, a new crew will just be dispatched to fill in. We don't have time to wait around and keep repeating the same performance until it becomes superstition."

"And wouldn't we risk the military retaliating on the town?" Suki threw in.

Zuko blinked, turning to look at her. "That too." Shaking his head, he turned back to study Aang. "There isn't much we can do right now. We just have to hope that the village can survive long enough for the war to be over and the factory be removed entirely."

"He's right," Sokka sighed. "We don't have time to be here longer than a day or two. We need to move on to Shu Jing. Their local outpost is larger, and could have more specific information. Plus, if we hear about more facilities we didn't know about, it'll take longer than we planned to get to the Black Cliffs. And of everyone in the invasion force, we can't be late."

The silence that followed was grave, heavy and weighty. It was a sad truth, that for the moment, there was nothing substantial to do for the people of Jang Hui at the moment.

"When the war is over," Katara said, voice thick with barely held anger and grief. "When it's over, I'm going to make sure this factory is removed first."

The rest of the group didn't argue with her, but Sokka and Suki did share a look. Wouldn't that be the Fire Lady's job?

Katara, Zuko, and Suki, as the stealth team, sneak into Jang Hui factory that night. The things the papers and reports they bring back are horrifying.

The factory was a metal processing plant, making parts for various war machines. Zuko was able to recognize some of them, pointing out the ones that he knew were for ships or tundra tanks. The rest, however, were parts that made Sokka's stomach roll.

"It's for air balloons," he said, going pale as he stared at the spread of papers showing the shapes and dimensions of the parts.

Katara frowned, leaning over her brothers shoulder. "Really? The air balloons are so small though. These look really big."

"That's because they are big," Sokka said, waving the papers. "If I'm guessing right, a single baloon with parts this size... It could carry a crew twice- no, three times as big as the Wani."

"It's for the comet," Zuko guesses. He points to one of the part schematics. "That looks like a platform. And the shape... They'd be fireing downward. See how the front is curved like that?"

"They literally plan to make it rain fire." Suki was staring in horror, one hand coming up to cover her mouth. "They'll destroy everything."

Aang was clutching his staff, hands shaking. "If the invasion... If we fail-"

"We can't let this distract us," Zuko interrupted. Everyone turned to him. "We already knew the comet would be used for another genocide. Now we just know how. So we keep moving, like we planned."

No one had the will to argue, as they quickly climbed onto Appa and left Jang Hui and the factory behind.

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[solidcarbon]

TELL ME ABOUT THE GUYS

yay!! but this is gonna be a long one, so, you've been warned.

they're both from the warframe!! and yeah, a few spoilers ahead, just in case. what game is about isn't really important rn so jumping right to the topic.

the first one is uranus, my oc - an alternate reality version of the protagonist, speaking from a plot point of view - he's older and got a different past than his counterpart.

he's lived in a time loop for 18 years which irreversibly affected him and his mind, but he's pretty chill and open to others no matter what. at some point while living in the loop he started developing self-sacrificial and overly altruistic behavior - this helped him a lot when he was forced to live and adapt in the real society. yeah he kinda forgot how to be yourself and think about your own needs and wants but whatever

the second is the gunsmith. basically - a recollection of memories of a long-dead person whose final wish was to change at least something (he, like many others, died in the insanity-driven massacre on the colony ship. and he did no good, yes) - others fate, their fate or themselves. so, the reason of that insanity just brought him and a three other people and there they are - let's say, the void gave them a second chance, even if they are not truly alive at this point.

he's got a pretty harsh personality, and i perfectly understand his archetype and that's why i'm playing only around it and further ('cause a simple "enclosed mad guy who loves guns" and nothing more, imo, is terribly lame and boring)

so. dropping a whole ass story below

cavalero had to leave his family behind when he'd been sent to the zariman 10-0 (name of that ship), and while he was living under the repression of the elite in their society - which was present even on the ship - he started to seek the more grounded purpose in his life than blindly hoping and dreaming about another solar system which was ship's destination and which no one had seen before. i think he was already more into military stuff before zariman, but the flight itself has messed his career, plans and relationships. growing frustration led into the anger and more aggressive type of behavior, and it got way worse when zariman got stuck in the void during her supposed big-leap void-jump and when people began to lose their sanity and anything human what was left in them due to the void exposure. he was immune to the madness for some reason (like some other few adults) - thanks to the recent events in the game plot i can say it now - and in his case it was because he's way more emotional and caring than he admits he is. yeah he buried it inside, yeah society is total repressive shit, yeah he was always alone except for a few short-lived relationships but still he didn't give up. zariman void-accident was an accident in the first place and no one was really responsible for the outcome. cavalero originally died in the fight (it was totally suicidal intention), and he never really thought about himself as hero or whatever excuse military shit can offer - he knew it's just a way out for once and forever; when you can't take more then you've already got.

uranus came when zariman reappeared from the void again after a millennia (approximately so, tho exact dates are never specified in the game). he has his own story with the zariman - and has all the reasons to hate that place and be overprotective of it simultaneously. (i'd like to tell it too but the story itself is just too long and heavily tied to the warframe lore)

he was consistent in his visits, helped with repairing whatever could be repaired (and helped a lot), helped with keeping scavengers away from the ship, etc. he almost made a second prison for himself without noticing it - he was too used to living in the stable and repetitive environment - and the one who pulled him out of his fever dream was cavalero. they've become acquaintances and knew each other pretty well beforehand, tho they weren't friends. after a few arguments uranus cracked and eventually told abt his anxiety and uncertainty in reality he's living. normally he wouldn't do that but cav was the only «real» attachment he had at that time, so. this is how cavalero learned where uranus has spent his life from 16 to 34 years. and he became more chill about ur

ik all this might sound a bit dark but!! everything is fine they're learning how to live a normal life and be a person again and they're doing it together 😌��� and also they're kissing

here some silly stuff

i've been drawing & thinking about them more than for an year now and they bring me pure joy and happiness... also i'm (very slowly) writing some stuff about them. primarily it's about their relationship development aligning with the course of the main warframe story (and!! i'm trying various scenarios and themes. before them i'd never think of giving myself a challenge and doing it for fun. and experience) but sometimes i do something little and silly. they deserve that

talking about the latter. ur is a big enthusiast in plants, music and horses - he has one, actually; his dorm, besides being cluttered as hell and being a living definition of a chaos, has many overgrown plants and flowers - he doesn't name them but cares abt them a lot; and he plays (local three-stringed instrument) and sings (no one knows about that). cavalero is very passionate about his engineering and crafting work and actually invested in more than just guns; he likes dogs and hot chocolate (no one knows about that).

i've made a chart thingy with them recently!! it kinda sums up the essentials. and - their in-game look!!

bonus if you you're still here:

[agam-shel-barvadim]

Re: https://www.tumblr.com/agam-shel-barvadim/772927609001721856/same-goes-to-europe-israeli-right-wing-is-nothing <- this post.

I want to preface this that I don’t know everything about the Israeli right wing or politics, mostly cause I am a little young to be dealing with politics right now though this war has forced it.

But to my main point, I am an Armenian Israeli, Armenian mother, Jewish father, and I hate recently that users like mossadspysomething and other people on tumblr have been glorifying of the Israeli right wing on tumblr.

The Likud party, which if I stand corrected is the party bibi and ben-gvir are a part of has caused damage to the minorities of Israel and has been discriminatory against said minorities. The best example I can think of is my own personal one is that I can no longer live in the Armenian Jerusalesm quarter because settlers kept destroying and attacking it and it was becoming dangerous for my family, and the Israeli right wing and the “socialist” in it did nothing to stop it. I mean their almost all pro settlement, so not surprised, but I digress. It just, I don’t think we should openly excuse an openly racist and damaging party because it’s not the same as American and European ones.

https://apnews.com/article/israel-jerusalem-old-city-armenian-christians-6c1b4d324bd4a657be4836c092077e39# <- link about the current situation in the quarter.

Like stated above the right wing did nothing to stop this and nothing to protect us, so I don’t care about the socialists.

Hope you have a good day though, Shalom!

(P.S: I am open to correction about Israeli politics.)

(P.P.S: I just wrote this in English to reach more people because this is a major issue I’ve been seeing raise up so I wanted to address in the language most can understand.)

I've been trying to think of the right way to respond to this. I'll start by saying that I'm sorry that this is tour experience. It shouldn't be that way. I apologize in advance if my answer is a bit insensitive, as I (as always) try to present nuance.

I'm not entirely sure what you mean by "glorifying the Israeli right-wing". What I do know is that I don't want to judge a movement by its extremists. Smotrich and Ben-Gvir are not the Israeli right-wing, they're right wing *extremists*. And BiBi is just a selfish just-stay-on-office type of politician.

The way that I see it, we haven't had real Israeli right-wing for a while now. This is why I said that "right-wing" originally means a very different thing to us than to the West, but it's become more and more similar which concerns me.

I personally prefer to view the concept of Israeli right-wing through Menahem Begin. Now THAT was an Israeli right-wing leader. Israeli right-wing is meant to be not about being against minorities (🤢) but about not trusting enemy nations, preserving a more independant military state, etc.

As I said in the past in another post, I like to sum up the Israeli political spectrum as such: the question asked is "how much can we trust our enemies to mutualy retain from fighting?" and the left-wing says "yes", and the right-wing says "no", and everything else is nuance.

And anything that doesn't have to do with this one question is neither inheritly right-wing or inheritly left-wing, imo. What you're describing here isn't right-wing, it's just bigotry. and unfortunately, our current leading right-wing parties are FULL of bigots.

I have a lot of strong thoughts about some Israeli left-wing politicians as well, but maybe this post is not the place for that.

idk what posts of other people you're refering to here, all I know is that as far as I've noticed, the people whose posts I interact with are not really fond with BiBi either.

The bottom line of my answer is, try not to judge a movement/collective/"side"/whatever by its extremists.

I feel like all of us need to remember this sometimes. Me included.

take care will ya? and remember that even if nobody in the Knesset gives a single shit about you, there are always people who do.

[storiesofaot]

Do you do aus? If so I'd like to request a story of Levi seeing Princess Hange for the first time as a soldier is chosen as her personal bodyguard. And of course he is smitten but he hides it although Hange gets the message hehe

Hi anon! First of all, I’m sorry it took me quite a while to get this done! I have never written a Royal AU before and I had expected to struggle a bit with it. But GOSH I didn’t expect to enjoy it as much as I did, I really really fell in love with Princess Hange and Bodyguard Levi 😍 I am turning this into a short fic / oneshot (as you can see I am really having a blast with this idea!!) which I will be uploading once it’s finished - but for now here is a part of what I have written so far. I really hope you like it! 😊

Rating: G; Word Count: 2025

Title: Princess Hange and her Bodyguard

“Did you hear the news?” Erwin asked as he entered Levi’s room, swiftly closing the door behind him. 

Levi, who was sitting on his bed, looked over at the tall man, unfazed. “No, what news?” His uniform jacket hung neatly on a clothing rack in the corner of the room, its fabric crisp and buttons shining, while he was in the middle of polishing his boots.

“Where have you been the entire day? Weren’t you in town, didn’t you hear the news?” The blonde man shook his head, sitting down on the empty bed across the room.

Levi continued with his task, diligently scrubbing at his boot with a cloth. “I was out on patrol all day, just got back.”

Erwin leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “They’re looking for a bodyguard for the princess from within the military, and they’re planning to hold a competition to decide who the lucky one will be,” he said in a conspiratorial tone.

Levi paused in his task for a moment, frowning up at his taller friend. "And this concerns me because … ?"

The blonde man laughed out loud. “Half of the military is eager to be the princess’s personal overseer. She may be a bit eccentric and impulsive, but she’s not unattractive.”

“Well, good luck to them; I’m not interested.” Levi didn’t even glance up from his task, clearly considering the topic closed. But his friend had other ideas.

“The winner of the competition will also receive a generous monetary reward,” Erwin continued, his eyes lighting up as he noticed Levi’s attention shift at those words. “This could be your chance to secure a better future for your mother. With that money, you could help her escape her current situation and move to a much better place!”

Levi reflected on Erwin’s words. It was true; he and his mother, Kuchel, hadn’t exactly had an easy life. Growing up in a challenging neighbourhood, they struggled with money and often barely scraped by for rent, food, and drink due to his mother’s illness. When he had joined the Wings of Freedom, the royal military, things had gotten a little better. But all Levi wanted was to get his mother out of that place, and he would do anything to make that dream a reality.

“How much?” he asked. When Erwin named the sum, his eyes widened. That would definitely be enough to give his mother a better life in a safer place. 

Voices echoed in the hallway, likely belonging to Levi’s three roommates, and Erwin took it as his cue to leave. “Think about it, Levi,” he said, rising to his feet. “With your strength and experience, you could definitely win.”

“What about you?” Levi asked, eyeing him curiously. “Aren’t you going to apply for it?”

The taller man shook his head. “No, I’m content with my position in the Royal Guard. Besides, they're probably looking for someone with more experience in fighting The Titans, and I don’t think I’d be the right fit for the job.” 

Levi nodded and then said goodbye to his closest friend, who, as he left the room, bumped into Mike, Oluo and Furlan, who had just returned from the dining hall. The other three soldiers immediately brought up the upcoming competition, and for the rest of the evening, they talked almost exclusively about it. A few hours later, as Levi lay in bed, he had made a decision: he would participate. For his mother’s sake. 

~

Erwin had been right in assuming that Levi would win the competition. Levi didn’t just do well; he did exceptionally well, and the king personally extended his congratulations to him. 

“This is the princess’s schedule,” the king said, handing Levi a piece of paper on which were the details of her daily activities, meetings, and any events she was expected to attend. “You’ll need to familiarise yourself with this to ensure her safety and well-being.” Levi only nodded, reading the whole thing over and then folded it together. 

““And remember, the princess’s safety is your top priority. You must be willing to give your life to protect hers,” the king continued with a stern voice. 

“Understood, Your Majesty,” Levi replied and saluted. He had received a new uniform, and was now dressed in a royal blue instead of the usual dark green of the Royal Scouts. But he still needed to get used to it, and he felt a little tense and out of place as they entered the study room where he would be meeting Princess Hange for the first time. 

“Hange, dear, this is Levi Ackerman, Captain of the Royal Scouts,” the king introduced him. “From now on, he will serve as your bodyguard and protector and will be responsible for your safety.”

Hange didn’t even bother to look up, mesmerised by a book she was apparently reading. “Hmm, wonderful. Nice to meet you, Lenny,” she murmured.

The king reassuringly patted Levi on the shoulder, like this wasn’t the first time they were going through this scene. "And remember, you must not take your eyes off her for a second." With those words, he left the room, leaving a slightly nervous Levi behind.

Usually, Levi would have commented on her misunderstanding his name, even though she was royalty. But for some reason, the sight before him left him so stunned that there was no room for hard feelings. Never in his life had a person mesmerised him as much as Princess Hange Zoë did in that very moment - and it left him feeling utterly disarmed. 

And the worst part was, she hadn’t even done anything. She was simply sitting at her desk, nose stuck in her book, eyes sparkling at whatever she was reading. Her brown hair cascaded over her shoulders in gentle waves, half pulled back with a few strands framing her face. She wore a simple light orange dress that hugged her waist beautifully, and she had kicked off her beige ballet flats, wiggling her bare toes as she laughed out loud at something amusing in her book.

This was definitely not what he had expected, especially after all the stories he had heard about her. But for some reason, her laugh sounded like the most beautiful thing he had ever heard, and, unwillingly, his heartbeat quickened. He continued standing at the door for what felt like several minutes, gazing at the woman who had somehow already wrapped him around her finger.

Princess Hange seemed to have forgotten he was there, and it was only after finishing the chapter that she finally acknowledged his presence, curiously studying him for a moment. “So, Lenny, right?”

Levi struggled hard to collect himself enough to speak, feeling her gaze pierce through him and burrow directly into his heart. “Um … no, it’s Levi. Levi Ackerman, Your Highness.”

Hange gave him a crooked smile. “Levi, right. Sorry. To be honest, I hadn’t been paying attention when Father introduced you.” She raised her arms above her head and stretched, accentuating her slender figure even more. 

“That’s okay, no problem, Miss” Great, he was really nailing this conversation.

“Look, Levi,” Princess Hange continued as she started to feel around the floor with her bare feet in search of her ballet flats. When she found them, she quickly slipped them on. “I’m sure you’re not happy about being demoted to be my babysitter, and I certainly don’t like being watched all the time. But since Father isn’t likely to change his opinion very soon, I suppose we’re stuck with each other for the moment. That’s why I would like to set up some rules.”

Levi only nodded, though his thoughts were a tangled mess as he tried to comprehend the warmth and brightness she brought into the room. Normally, he kept his feelings firmly under control, but this time, he felt like a ship adrift at sea, lost and aimless, tossed about by unfamiliar emotions.

“First of all, don’t call me ‘Your Highness’. Hange is just fine, or Miss Hange, when others are around. Those titles make me feel so old and isolated, like I’m something special.”

‘You’re the princess, of course you’re something special,’ Levi thought to himself, but of course, he didn’t speak those words out loud. Instead, he continued with his silent nodding.

“Secondly, I don’t want this to be too awkward, and you don’t seem to be a jerk. So let’s not be stiff or overly formal; we can talk normally and forget about our roles. Next, I can take care of myself, so don’t treat me like I’m fragile or incapable. I know Father told you to keep an eye on me, but that doesn’t mean you can’t let me do things my way. Oh, and don’t be afraid to crack a joke once in a while; we might as well keep things entertaining while we’re in this ... relationship.” She finished her little discourse with a grin.

People definitely hadn't been lying when they had said Princess Hange knew what she wanted. But Levi could understand her conditions; nobody liked having every step they took monitored. “That works for me. But I don’t do jokes. I’m not funny, and people have told me I look scary when I laugh.” He hadn’t intended for it to be funny, he had just wanted to be honest and had tried to say it with the straightest face he had. But for some reason, Hange seemed to find it hilarious, for she threw her head back and let out a hearty laugh. 

“Don’t believe what they say,” she said with a grin and stood up. “I bet you look nice when you laugh.” When she reached him, she extended her hand, an invitation for him to take it. With shaky fingers - still reeling from what had sounded like a compliment to his looks - he let go of his own hand he had been grasping up until now, gently taking hers as he escorted her out of the room. Once in the hallway, she withdrew her hand and he offered his arm, which she immediately accepted. They fell into a comfortable pace as they walked side by side, leisurely and at ease.

“What’s the next point on my schedule?” Hange asked as they turned onto the staircase hall. 

“I don’t know, let me check the … menu?” he replied, secretly pleased as it elicited a giggle from her. Apparently, she found his awkwardness funny, and he couldn’t deny it made him a bit happy. “The royal family of Paradis is having a luncheon with the duke, duchess, and their daughter from Marley,” he read aloud, earning a theatrical sigh from Hange.

“Guess I’ll have to get changed, then,” she said with a hint of sulkiness, tugging at her dress. “Could you escort me to my chambers, please?”

“Sure. Just tell me where to go, since I have never been inside the palace,” Levi replied, shrugging apologetically. With a grin, Hange lead the way, and soon they found themselves in front of the door for her room. 

“I know you’re supposed to be at my side all the time, but I suppose a lady deserves her privacy when she changes, don't you think?” she said, playfully patting his forearm.

Levi’s heart sank, uncertain whether she was joking or genuinely flirting. Either way, he felt the blood rush to his face, and he knew she could see it too. “Sure. I … um … I’ll just wait here.”

“Great!” she said, the mischievous smile unwavering. “See you in a bit.” She patted his arm one last time before swiftly turning around, her hair almost whipping against his face, and disappeared into her room, where two maids were already waiting for her.

For several minutes, Levi remained standing in front of the door, frozen, his eyes wide. He was feeling unusually hot, and as he swallowed, he realised how dry his mouth and throat had become. The breath he released was shaky, and he ran a hand through his hair, turning away from the door to regain his composure. What kind of mess had he gotten himself into this time?

[jimiminily]

Happy 11th anniversary BTS 💜💫

Congratulations on reaching 11 years together 🥹🫶

06.13

(This pic was taken yesterday at Jin's discharge day♡)

Today's festa was so fun with Jin, I'm thankful that he made it possible even tho he got discharged just yesterday! 🥰

Jin is finally here I'm so happy 🥹💫 I love him smmmm such a precious person

I wish the rest of BTS so much succes, healthiness and happiness in your military journey, let's see each other next festa 😌

(Getting kinda emotional rn)

But hobi is coming this 17th october 2024! 4 months left, I'm excited!! The rest

- Namjoon & Taehyung: 10th June 2025

- Jimin & Jungkook: 11th June 2025

- Yoongi: 21th June 2025

They're all coming in june festa 2025 🥰

I absolutely can't wait for the 2025 reunion! I wonder how everything's gonna be 😚

They're so hardworking, sometimes I wonder how they're still so humble ugh not me tearing up again 🫠 I love you so much BTS, became an ARMY in your 7th year (16 years old), and now today it is your 11th year, and I'm 19 🥰 I love growing up with bangtan and having them in my history/story

I love you all so much im gonna say this again but you really taught me love and warmth yall are so precious and adorable TT you're so wonderful there really is no other omg 🫠 NOT ME TEARING UP AGAIN WHILE WRITING😫 your lyrics really really comfort me

I'm never letting you go 😌🤍

I'm thankful to have such amazing artist, my 7, my bangtan

I always wish you eternal happines, healthiness and safety, live your life the way you want 💕

I'll always wait for you, support you and love you

My forever favorite artist, people, group, comfort, friends & home, BTS, lets go forever and together ☺️

Apobangpo 💜

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📬Letter from jhope

[Translation]

🐿 "wow~~ it’s 613!! the year of 2024 613!!!~~~ it’s been 11 years since we’ve been together with our ARMY… wow!! the fun/interesting thing is is that our jin hyung’s discharge date was yesterday??!!! jealous!!!!!~~~ i’m the most jealous of him in the world~~!!!!!!! haha~^^ being half sincere and half joking, i wanted to feel a little less jealous <of his discharge> so i enlisted early!! hehe anyways that was too much of a personal story!! I can’t believe it’s already been 11 years since being with our army!!…. thank you for continuously liking and believing in me/us. all i have in mind right now is wanting to show you a better me a day quicker,,, heh because it’s today <festa> ,, i can more picture/draw <inside my head> me standing cooly on the stage in front of you all, you probably feel the same way too right?? i miss you!! and miss/long for you!! i love you ARMY!!!"

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Letter from RM

🐨 "Hello.I’ll keep this simple, I miss you all so much and can’t wait to see you soon. There’s just a year to go until we will meet again. How did you like my RPWP album that was released last month? I hope you are all doing well. A year seems too long and it’ll take a lot of patience, but i’m trying to make the most out of the situation with my soulmate, the tenor saxophone.. I’ll perform Dynamite with it when we meet again. I hope everyone has a rejuvenating summer vacation. Being in a new environment brings a blood of new emotions It also makes me wonder how Jin must’ve felt when he was the first to be discharged from service. Congratulations, Jin, on all your hard work! Please convey our love to our fans. It must be hard doing all this alone. But don’t worry! Hoseok will join you soon! My love for you all remains unchanged. Our love will grow even stronger and more beautiful upon our return. Waiting is hard, but I believe there is a reason for this. And besides, it is not the end for us. This is only the first line of Act II. Although I miss everyone so much, I’ll try to hold up well. It’s been 11 years since we met, and there’s only one more year to wait.

ARMY!! Its been a long time since I’ve called for you aloud. It fills me up with emotions and reminds me of our history.

I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!"

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Letter from SUGA

🐱 "Hello, ARMYs! I'm Suga! It's been a long time, right? It's been a long time for me to write a handwriting letter, so I feel kind of awkward. Hahaha I'm doing really well... I went to the training center and I'm living a busy life. ARMYs, are you doing well? haha

it’s the 613 that has come around again

as it comes around every year there’s been a lot of memories (attached to it)

it still doesn’t feel real that I won’t be able to see ARMY on this day but i think you’ll have so much fun while spending it with Seokjin hyung so my heart is a little more at ease!!

Our 613 festival, enjoy it thoroughly! i’m also holding onto solely the day that i’ll be able to see ARMY as soon as possible!

if you can please don’t get hurt please don’t get exhausted and i wish/hope that we can wait until the day that we meet again! i miss you ARMY!! let’s see each other in a bit bye~!!"

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Letter from hobi

🐿 "Hello, ARMY! How are you doing?

I am currently a second-class sergeant as well as a squad leader. Only four months are left until I complete my military service. I’ve been spending the remaining time working out hard so I can lose some weight, and practicing English speaking… in my own way, at least.

I’m not sure if you will agree… but I think I’ve grown calmer and more mature.

I now feel like I true grown-up!!

Bwahaha!!<- Hmm… Or maybe not…

Anyway, time sure flies. It’s already June! Jin has joined us, which makes things all the merrier and makes it clear that it’s time for us to get closer to all of you.

Enough about me. Now I’d like to hear about you.

How have you been?

I hope you’re all in good health.

What are you into these days?

How are you doing without us?

What would you like to say when we meet again?

honestly did you cheat or not~?

did you carry sunjae on your back and run or not~?*

Now, be honest,were your hearts miles away like Lovely Runners?

It’s strange. Now that I’ve reached thirty, I have a ton of questions for you! ♡♡

But actually that just means I want to hear more from you and miss you so much! And we don’t have to wait much longer until that day comes…!!

I’m so excited…

Actually… A day seems like a year these days…

And I toss and turn at night… I try to stay patient, but it’s hard…

I’m unsure if my emotions can be fully conveyed in writing, but I sure hope my sincere feelings reach you well…! ♡♡

I miss you! ♡

I’m desperately looking forward to seeing you!! ♡

Take care, and enjoy June and the rest of the time until we meet again in October! ♡

See you then! ♡

I love you all! ♡♡

⁃Your hope -

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Letter from Jimin

🐥 "To. ARMY

ARMYs, this is Jimin. It's been a long time since I said hello to you like this.. l'll just write down what I want to say! I really miss you all. It's not easy, really ㅎㅎㄱㄱㄱㄱ

Every day, I live imagining what it would be like to meet you all.

When we meet again, what hair color should we have? Your body will feel a little better by then, right? And how long should your hair be? What earrings should I wear when I go out? What clothes are you wearing? What should I sing? lf I lie down thinking about this, my heart is racing and I can't sleep. I wonder how overwhelming it must be

Are our ARMYs doing well? Are you eating well and doing some exercise? Of course you're not doing it, right? ㄱㄱㄱㄱㄱ ( You really should). Nothing much will happen, right? lf there is, I hope it won't be too difficult.

You should be happy, our ARMYs I want to make you happier, but it's a shame. Still, l'm doing well here, so don't worry too much.Jin- hyung, you'll be discharged soon! Please play with Jin- hyung first. Then, we will return to you one by one. Let's all meet up, hug each other, and play. I'l come back with another letter next time. I love you, Ami. How are you?" -JIMIN

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Letter from V

🐻 "Army! I really miss you. Are you all doing well? I eat well, sleep well, train, and live a fairly healthy life. I am receiving good energy from my younger colleagues and senior classmates, and I am enjoying a variety of new experiences. I'm a little proud, but I also got first place.

I’m good at shooting too!! I received praise, and learned a lot from our warrior friends in judo and jiu-jitsu, and I just felt like I was born again!! The bodies of our warriors are, I am thankful that I can train with this person, and I am barely keeping up! It's a bit irritating, but I won't overdo it!!

I overcame my fear of heights. It wasn't a big deal. It was really scary, but I got over it in the end. It’s because I’m so excited. Will you understand?? These days, during my free time, I go alone to a corner and dance. Just in case, I try not to lose that memory little by little.

So, since I told you that I am doing well, ARMY is also saying that you will be doing well. I hope you are not sick and anxious (even if we don't tell each other because neither we nor ARMY have each other?) Don't worry and we will see you soon.

When we see our members and ARMY again like this, let’s pour out all our long-awaited emotions! I miss you so much, I love you so much, Apobangpo, Borahae, goodbye."

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Letter from Jungkook

🐰 "Hello, this is Jungkook.

It's been a while since I wrote a handwritten letter, and my handwriting seems to have gotten worse. I'm sorry ㅋㅋ

everyone!! I'm doing well

There aren't any difficult parts, but I'm getting through it just thinking about the day I'll meet you all again, and sometimes there are fun moments that make me forget about how difficult it is ㅎㅎ

By the way, did you listen to the fan song “Never Let Go” released in June? Even when I was working on the song, I really wanted to release it as a fan song.

I hope my feelings were conveyed well.

Originally, I was going to show a performance as well, but unfortunately I couldn't do it because I didn't have enough time.

If I get the chance, I really want to show it on stage later (nothing ready yet).

But I really want to perform on stage.

I want to hear ARMY’s cheers quickly

I want to do great songs again

It was so cold and the hot summer hasn't even come yet, but I hope winter comes quickly...

Time is running out ㅠㅠ

I guess I miss you all so much.

If you enjoy it, I will be standing in front of you someday, right?

Ah ah ah..! Anyway, everyone!

Until the day we meet again, don't get sick and take care of your health! That way, you'll be happier when you meet, right?!

I miss you so much..

I love you so much!

But I really can’t write letters ㅋㅋ

I'm leaving now!! hi!!"

- jungkook -

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Letter from Jin

🐹 "Hello, this is Jin.

I hope everyone is in good health. I'm reaching out to you for the first time in a while.

I'd like to be able to say hello more often, but unfortunately my situation hasn't allowed that.

I'm so excited that my discharge from military service is just around the corner haha.

I heard that my bandmates have been working hard to entertain you during my absence. How nice of them!

Now, it's my turn ARMY!

Although it won't be easy to do it alone, I will try my best.

I've been planning to entertain you for a year now and I will put all my plans into practice once I return to society.

I thank everyone for being with us for such a long time. I love you ARMY ♡

P.S: Keep up the hard work, boys!"

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Their words are so sweet :') might have shed some tears, they really are precious souls 🤍 I really adore them

Today for festa we had

In-person Event with Jin

2024 FESTA

First Session: Jin’s Greetings

- The first session (Meet-and-Greet with Jin) is a time for light hugs with Jin per request from the artist, and is expected to last about three hours.

- If you win the raffle but do not wish for a hug, you can replace it with a handshake.

- Every precautionary measure will be put in place to ensure no unpleasant incidents occur during the event. We ask for your kind cooperation.

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Second Session: Message from Jin : June 13 2024,☀️

- The second session will last about one hour.

- Jin will showcase various performances that ARMY wish to see.

(BigHit tweets 👇)

[#2024BTSFESTA]

BTS 11th ANNIVERSARY 🎉

[#TodaysBangtan]

2024 June 13th’s Seokjin, Clear Skies☀️

armys, its nice to see see you again💜

#TodaysJin #BTS #방탄소년단

#2024BTSFESTA #BTS11thAnniversary

#/ReturnedBackHome (t/n: wordplay with 돌아왔지 (dolawa-ji) -> 돌아왔진 (dolawa-jin)

#/ARMYThankYouForWaiting

#/ThankYouForBeingTogetherOnOur11thAnniversaryToo🎉

He just posted on instagram too! ☺️💕💕

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My love it's been so long TT I missed you, welcome back precious Jin 🤍💫

Happy 11 years bangtan💜

[sea-owl]

I was rereading my favorite campy ya novels, the Selection, and I thought let me make a Bridgerton au.

So, for some context, the Selection is basically the Bachelor set in a dystopian world. War happened, and now North America is this monarchy, and there is a caste system. Your career and basically quality of life is basically determined by your caste number. 1 is the highest and is royalty. 2s are celebrities and military. 3s are business people in higher postions, doctors, scientists, and teachers. 4s are those like jewelers, factory workers, construction managers, farmers, real estate agents. 5s are the artists and performers. 6s minimum wage workers, basically. They were housekeepers, cooks, store clerks, drivers, waitresses, and seamstresses. 7s are manual laborers like farm hands, gardeners, movers, trash collectors. 8s were considered the "untouchables." Left homeless, unemployable, and basically forced to beg.

There were ways to raise your caste one is to become very famous for your work. One of the characters in the book got his caste raised from a 5 to I believe a 3 because his art was so popular. Women took on their husband's caste when they married, so if she married well, she could be raised up. Joining the military also would raise up men. Another way for a woman to raise her caste is by joining the Selection.

For the royal family in the book the daughters were married for alliances and the sons were married for patriotism. The sons had an event called the Selection where it's basically the Bachelor. Girls in the right age range from all different castes could apply for a chance to marry the prince. It's a televised thing to see who the future queen or princess will be. I believe 35 girls are chosen. Their caste immediately gets risen to a 3 unless they already naturally a 3 or 2, reason being that the girls become so use to a quality of life in the palace they didn't think they could readjust back to their natural castes.

Anyway onto the au. So let's say Violet won Edmund's selection. They get married, they're happy, and they have kids. But when they inherited the throne, they also inherited a war that unfortunately kept them from being able to make the changes they wanted. They managed to secure four alliances by arranging marriages to their daughters, but now they turn around with three sons of marriageble age and a country extremely distrustful of their rulers.

Edmund and Violet decide it's time to do a special edition of the Selection. Three sons, triple the amount of girls. Anthony does not want to do this, there are important matters of estate we need to attend to. Benedict is just gonna take it as an opportunity to get some art advice, and hopes that a few five girls make it in. Something to distract him and ease the border. Colin is going with the flow, if he gets to make fun of his brothers during this whole thing then it's a win for him. After all the goal will be to put on a show and get Anthony the heir married, right?

An application goes out to all homes with an eligible daughter as soon as it's announced. It's extensive from a medical physical, to hobbies the girls do, to their jobs within their castes, and which prince their application will be for. Unedited photos are also required so when the applications are sent in the girl has to go to a government building to also have her picture taken.

Enter Kate, Sophie, and Penelope, castes 4, 6, and 5 respectively.

Kate didn't want to enter the Selection, she actually told her family that she felt sorry for the girls who ended up winning this, especially the one who will have to marry Prince Anthony. She only did it because Edwina begged her to, saying it could potentially help their family out financially and didn't Kate want to have the best possible chances of that? Kate relented because if and that's a strong if, one of them did get selected there was a nice allowance that they got and would really help them. Kate made Edwina fill out the paper work though. She didn't know that Edwina had put Anthony down as Kate's choice of prince.

Sophie saw the Selection as a chance to escape. While her father was a two he had an affair with Sophie's mother who was a six, thus making Sophie a six as well. It was something Sophie's stepmother loved having over Sophie as she essentially trapped her in her father's house. The other servants had thankfully hidden Sophie's own application and helped her fill it out. Sophie picked Benedict at random, he seemed handsome enough, so long as she was picked and could escape this house she didn't care how long she was in the competition.

Penelope didn't have a choice on the application. Her mother was a social climber, always looking to get the best gigs to increase their family's popularity to hopefully rise up in the castes. A chance to have a daughter become a three, or even a one? All her eligible daughters were sending in an application. Penelope doubted she would get picked, the application required an unaltered photo, and others have made it clear to her that she wasn't that special to look at. She randomly picked the third prince, pretending to say it was good luck, a third daughter for a third prince.

The day the chosen girls are announced Kate, Sophie, and Penelope all watch their faces appear on the tv screen.

Daphne, Eloise, Francesca, Gregory, and Hyacinth are all excited to see their brothers make fools of themselves on live tv. Daphne, Eloise, and Francesca also have their fiancés with them to drag around and help them with their schemes to "help" their brothers chose the best girls to be their new sister in-laws.

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1. Jungkook’s fans

2. His own logo under the song name

3. And link that leads to “sign up for updates from Jung kook and bts”

So Jk as soloist is established

Before I just wondered whether they would disband or not. Sorry, now I want it. Interesting, how 6 others are doing right now…

Let's dig in!

Hopeless. Best to ignore them. Also, if Jungkook's music really resonates with them, great! Buy it, listen to it, whatever. I hope eventually ARMYs will stop supporting everything the members release out of obligation and actually consume what they think is good/to their individual taste. Otherwise, be ready for more Permission to Dance and Yet to Come-type songs.

Yeah. Look, HYBE didn't invest $100 million plus into JK's solo career for nothing. Expect to see way more of this as time passes, especially once they're out of the military. I know the trademarked label gets under people's skin, but remember that the trademark is owned by HYBE, not Jungkook! The company makes money off his merchandise first and foremost. Meanwhile, Jimin's dad/family keep all the revenue generated from ZM-ILLENIAL products. Let's hope they get international shipping up and running ASAP because buying directly from them is a much better alternative to support Jimin rather than filling HYBE's coffers with streams, music purchases, and Jimin-related merchandise.

As some smart person wrote on Twitter today, the fandom is slowly being conditioned to replace BTS with Jungkook.

Jungkook's solo career started several years ago. When he stayed behind in New York to record Left & Right with Charlie Puth it was obvious which way the company was moving. And man did he look happy. I've been watching JK's facial expressions throughout Chapter 2 hoping to see some signs that he might feel bad about the extra push, the fraudulence, the unfair treatment to the others, but I don't see it. I think he feels no guilt whatsoever. I'm not necessarily surprised because he strikes me as a pretty immature guy - especially once he started doing those lives from his apartment. He's a kid. What does surprise me is the complete lack of response from the others. Do they really not care? Are they ready to move on to their own projects? Maybe it's a relief to let JK be responsible for bringing in the cash for the company while they go off and do their own thing?

I was way too invested in this JM/JK solo situation as it first rolled out. The SEVEN posters across the globe, even the name of the song itself, made me so mad. Then I saw the leaked footage of Jimin and Jungkook on that boat in Connecticut and Jimin's big grin, and I realized being a member of BTS is just a job. The members are colleagues, they work for BigHit, which is a subsidiary of HYBE, whose chairman is Bang Si-Hyuk. It’s not that serious. Let it go.

Speaking of letting go. I sincerely hope that some day Jimin is represented by a different label. I hope his future trajectory is that of an indie artist and not a mega star. I want him to stay true to his values and artistic vision. I don't care if he's not a household name. I desperately wish people would stop mass streaming his music and obsessing about chart placement, but I understand why they do and I'm not judging. But he himself continues to insinuate he's not making his solo music for the charts or the money or the fame. He seems far more focused on putting out a good product. God, that must drive BSH CRAZY given how obsessed he is with all of those things.

My final thought is this. The day Jimin's fans stop comparing his stream counts, album sales, awards, and paid media play to Jungkook’s is the day Jimin is finally free! I hope fans can find a way to love him for his talents rather than his metrics. JK and JJKs can keep that shit for themselves.