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princesscolumbia · 3 days ago
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It's a day like any other, or so you think. There's nothing remarkable about it, the boss has an after-hours server update scheduled, but for you there's nothing really remarkable about it since you're not on the team for that project. It seems, in fact, like an ordinary day. IT really runs the company. The C-suite? They think they run it, but they're so clueless about the architecture their power is built on, you have more job security than a tenured professor at an ivy league school. You get all manner of calls from all across the company because people without a lick of computing sense get hired and fired on such a regular basis you don't even remember the names of the people who started on the same day as you.
Except for IT, nearly everyone in that department is secure in their job because to ordinary people, you're wizards. And everyone knows you don't mess with the wizard. They can make sure your email gets to you that contains the estimate from the vendor that will make or break your career with the company...or they can take a long lunch because you pissed them off. Yes, everyone knows not to mess with IT.
You hear the grumblings, of course. People upset they can't check their personal email on their work computer, people pissed they can't look up their fantasy football numbers if they're on the company's wifi, but they know they're powerless before you. And you like it that way. The artists you went to school with are all struggling at their coffee shop or fast food jobs, the business majors are doing the crabs-in-a-bucket thing they like making analogies for, and the women who swore they'd be the change they wanted to see in the world by getting into IT all found other jobs that weren't so full of men who questioned their worth.
Your life is pretty good, your job is secure, but your peace of mind is done...you just don't know it yet. Because something happened somewhere else in the company that will shatter that peace you think you've made for yourself.
And it starts with an on-boarding ticket.
You don't think much of it, it's pretty standard stuff for a new hire. You set up their account up, filling in all the right fields and checking all the right boxes and call it done.
Then the next day you get a support ticket. You don't connect it to the on-boarding ticket at first, but it's a request for updating the email and signature information for an account that was apparently made in error. Curious, you check it out and discover that the name the user wants to use isn't their actual name, it's some off the wall hippy-dippy looking name with a weird spelling. Same last name though, so you're pretty sure it is, indeed, the person the email account is registered to. Well, company policy is to use the person's legal name on all correspondence, so you copy the boilerplate from the company manual and close the ticket.
An hour later, the ticket is reopened with HR being CC'd on the correspondence. Shit, the user is a transwoman. Company policy has an exception that allows people to use their preferred name and pronouns in company correspondence as long as Accounting, Payroll, and Legal have their legal names on file. You make the correction and close the ticket.
It's quiet for a bit after that. In fact, it's too quiet. You don't really notice it at first, after all there's always something to do, and when you run out of those things you can use your Admin rights to run one of those games you don't allow anywhere else on the network or access one of those sites that aren't permitted by the company firewall because it's good to be the king, amirite? But suddenly you start realizing you're feeling a bit like the Maytag Man. Users aren't sending in tickets to get their passwords reset or make their mouse work. In fact, the number of times the C-suite has told someone on the team to come up to their office has dropped, too.
Then the tide starts to turn...and you're getting asks both in tickets and during meetings from your boss, "We have a new procedure we're doing, it's going to eliminate the use of email for a certain process and we need you to set up xyz so this team has proper access." What's xyz? Damned if you know, you've never heard of it. You look it up and it turns out to be an older piece of collaboration software based on some open source project you've never bothered learning, but it's still being supported by the vendor (some guy who retired 10 years ago but keeps the software running for funzies) and the community. Whatever, your job is to install the software, make it work, and then handhold the PEBKACs until the crying and whining stops.
Only...the crying and whining doesn't even start. In fact, the only real problem is because...someone on your own team fucked up the roll-out and your boss got chewed and the guy who fucked it up is on notice. "Assuming IT knows the business better than the people who run it," they said. Can you imagine? The villagers questioning the wizards?
The trend continues. IT getting fewer calls, your job becoming less and less easy and more stressful as things that used to fly under the radar are being scrutinized. Forget playing that MMO on your lunch break, you're stuck playing some F2P game on your phone because someone pointed out that the firewall ports for the game were wide open and were only really used by that one game.
Nobody's been able to find the snitch, but it has to be someone in IT, right?
More and more the job becomes less and less fun as you feel the power shift from IT, who used to be the unquestioning masters of the software the business could run, back to the leadership teams of the various departments, and all under the watchful eye of the people in the highest positions of power in the office.
Then one day, one fateful day so disconnected from the day that everything changed you don't, at first, recognize the moment for what it is, you get a call from an office on the second floor. It's one of the "hotel" suites for employees who work from home but need to be in the office occasionally. It seems that the employee is trying to use a docking station that has a busted Ethernet port. They can't connect to the network so can't send a ticket the usual way.
Of course, it's not actually the Ethernet port, it never is. So you have them go through all the steps to get their computer conne...it's not connecting. Okay, so you have them unplug and plug it all ba...they said they just did all that and it's still not working. Including the Ethernet cable? Yes, including the Ethernet cable. You realize you're going to have to go up with a new docking station just in case, in the wild possibility, this user is right. You'll be right up, sir. They remind you of their pronouns. Oh, right, the user is a transwoman. You'll be right up, ma'am.
You get there and realize that the voice doesn't do them justice. They're professionally feminine and femininely professional. They're wearing nice clothes that you couldn't normally be assed to notice, but this is your first transwoman you've encountered in the wild, and you expected a walking stereotype, not someone that looks like they could have stepped off a cover of some business quarterly magazine. Her makeup is on point, her workstation is a touch messy and has a couple of nods to portable personalization. There's an anime figurine right next to her cell phone, which is in a pink, sparkly case. The moment you enter, she locks her computer, showing an incredibly good eye for InfoSec that you don't normally see in users, and you notice the lock screen on her computer has a background showing Tux the Penguin.
Later, you realize that this was the red flag that should have been your clue that your comfortable career with the company was long gone.
You do the usual check to confirm that everything she said she did had been done, test the docking station and confirm that, yes, the Ethernet port is, indeed bad. You set about replacing it and strike up conversation. When did she start with the company? Oh, that many months ago? What does she do? Oh, she specializes in finding solutions to processes that cost the company too much money. How long has she been doing that? Oh, a few years now, it was a bit of a career change but she's honestly enjoying it, finding a sense of purpose she never expected after her late in life change of path. What did she do before?
And that's when she says something that makes the blood in your veins run cold and the hairs to stand up on the back of your neck.
She used to be in IT, before her transition. She was pretty good at it, specializing in InfoSec and malware wrangling, but when she came out and transitioned suddenly she wasn't welcome in the boy's club (her exact words) anymore and needed to find something new for her own well-being and mental health.
She says this with a tiny, ever so slight smile on her face, but the look in her eye is predatory. She knows what kind of terror she struck in you in that moment. She knows because she's been there before.
She knows that the worst enemy of any IT department...is someone who used to work in IT.
You do your best to keep the chatter friendly (don't show your fear) and remove the faulty docking station and scurry back down to your cooler-than-the-rest-of-the-building office where you let the fight or flight response work its way through your system. You wonder how you're going to tell the rest of the team.
You all may be wizards, but a goddamn dragon has claimed her territory.
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69ingchipmunkss · 3 days ago
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I don't really like how recently most of what I have seen on therian/alterhuman tumblr is literally just hating on tiktok therians. And its never doing anything to stop spreading misinformation its just complaining about it. Most people know that there is a fuck ton of misinformation on tiktok yet no one decides to go onto tiktok and start spreading the correct information or explaining it to them. Insead people change platforms and start spreading more negativity by complaining about how "dumb" they are when they are just misinformed. If it bothers you that much then do something and if you can't be bothered to do that just block them.
It always makes me so upset cos these people never try to explain it to them or do anything and proceed to come on here and shit on them, not to mention most of these people are CHILDREN who they are shitting on. Children are going to be prone to misinformation [saying this as a child btw] and as you guys [older therians/nonhumans] have a job to properly inform these kids on the proper terminology, how our community works and that alter humanity is a much wider term than they think.
Anyway that's my thoughts on it I kinda wanna hear other people's opinions on this topic too, so feel free to comment :D
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genderqueerdykes · 20 hours ago
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not a question but thank you so much for talking about transandrophobia omg. i feel like i’m going crazy when people try to assert trans men automatically gain all the privilege cis men have, or even that they deserve worse treatment for “wanting to be men.” being transmasc is truly beautiful <3
it literally drives me insane when people claim that trans men instantly gain cishet male privilege the second we come out. most if not all trans men never gain that privilege to begin with. they are not treated or viewed the same way as cishet men. they're clawing and fighting for their lives to be seen as men, period, let alone to be treated like a man, or to be given the benefits that come with being a cishet man.
and i've seen that too. that people think that trans men and mascs literally DESERVE to suffer and be treated like shit. i think that sentiment is really rampant right now. like pissed off transphobic transfems blame trans men for the issues they have with cisheternormative patriarchy and it's placing the blame on the wrong person. transmascs are not actively oppressing trans women by virtue of being men.
trans men are also systemically oppressed. like this sounds rude as hell but as someone who is transfeminine, i really have to sit here and say "the trans community isn't about you." like yes, the trans community is here for us transfems, we belong in general trans spaces just like everyone else. but the general trans community isn't the trans woman community. like i just hate that people are trying to chase out everyone but transfems at this point.
it's so pointless. so many transfems get indoctrinated into rad feminism and do rad fem's work for them by torturing trans men and telling them that they're just confused women. i have never, in my life, seen more corrective rape threats than i have when trans men start opening up about the oppression they face. hell i've gotten them from other transfems before. it's disgusting how we don't confront this behavior.
that is what cisheternormative society does to trans men. why are you perpetuating it from the inside? why are you proudly transphobic? why are you hurting people to try to relieve your pain? hurting someone else will never undo the damage done to you. it's the cycle of abuse. you have to break it. you can't allow the cisheternormative patriarchal cycle of abuse to be practiced within our own walls without it biting you in the ass, too. it's bullshit
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totallyanopossum · 2 days ago
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COD drabble with Ghost and kortac fmc
Its a girl under all that gear
WC: 1.5k
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She's a sniper usually decked out in her gilly suit but even when she's not in the field she's covered in gear and layers that completely hide her identity and gender, she doesn't talk much she's not shy just not good at talking usually gets her in trouble so she keeps quiet and cause of all that new people usually assume she's a guy it doesn't bother her though she just does her job.
 She works with Kortac and they have just been assigned to work with 141 for a joint task force. She keeps to herself like always doesn't speak just nods and uses hand signs which leads others to think that she's a short guy who's mute.
Ghost becomes very curious about ‘Nightcore’ they're like him the silent strong lurking-in-the-corner type, he's never run into them alone and hasn't been able to speak with them. At dinner one day he says to 141“ so anyone spoken with Nightcores what's their deal”.
 They all say they never heard him speak no clue they move so silently one moment they are there the next gone, kinda like you Ghost.
 He finds her in the shooting range early it's just them, he thinks this is his time but he sets up and shoots first. He sees them pull in their target and the shots form a symbol perfectly the skill he's good at. This is his moment, “Impressive work there”
She looks at him and gives him a nod, he is so curious.“Are you mute or tongue cut out?”She starts laughing, he's surprised, she goes over to him and leans against the post.“I've never heard that before, tongue cut out, good one.” Ghost takes it all in and the voice it's female right?“You're a woman”, “Yeah got the tits to prove it too”.
He's in shock, she steps in, pulls his target forward, and checks out his shots. “Not bad, but you are a bit too tense”
She walks away, he's still frozen possessing 1) nightcores is a woman, 2) she's a perfect shot, 3) she corrected his shot, 4) she's got a mouth and attitude.
At lunch, he tells the guys she's a woman but they don't believe him just thinking it's a guy with a feminine voice, he doesn't push more for now it's their secret.
 Konig does a thing for his guys moral while 141s out on a training thing, 141 comes back hearing music and checks it out and finds Kortac partying and Nightcore dancing on a table even in gear the way they move now convinces the guys she's a woman. She calls out to Konig and even though he is in the middle of talking he flawlessly catches her as she throws herself at him and he sets her down and she heads over to 141. Konig gets to her and grabs her belt and tells her “Other way soldier”. She makes some hand gestures but goes. Price asks what's that about, Konig explains Nightcores a loose Canon when drunk.
Meanwhile, behind Price and Konig, Soap says “Okay I think you're right about that being a girl”. Konig continues,” She's got no filter and when she's drunk . She doesn't remember to keep her mouth shut”, that confirms it, she's a girl, they all say Nighcores a girl, and Konig nods. Price says “so that's why she doesn't speak cause she has no filter”, Konig nods “yeah she'll mouth off and say the most out-of-pocket shit to anyone”, Konig says “I'll try to get this wrapped up sorry for it being loud”
 The next day at breakfast they were all looking at her amazed it's a woman and the way she was dancing and how bold she was and that she doesn't speak cause she mouths off. Ghost finds her making some tea later that day. “Hangover?” she shakes her head no, “Really after last night”, he's saying all the right things to egg her on trying to get her to speak and it works. “last night was nothing... oh don't mean to offend it that's all you brits can handle”, he chuckles at that, usually she gets a smack when she says something like that to a superior but he's laughing, they share more moments like this.
Shit has been going suspiciously wrong and 141 brings up someone being a mole and they look at her and accuse her this sets her off and she speaks. Ghost can feel the rage and emotion coming off her and knows they are wrong. She gets on the table and starts throwing off her layers and gear while ranting, Konig doesn't stop her, she strips down to just her underwear and shows them all her scars. “I was captive and tortured for over a year and I didn't say a word didn't give them a sound, not a single word, I'm not a mother fucking goddam spy I've given blood and flesh for my brothers, my comrades so fuck yall cause I'd give blood and flesh again for fuckers like you and you'd just turn around and accuse me... so much for my sacrifice huh”. she storms out.
141 just curses under their breath, Ghost feels so bad and wants to go to her but knows she wouldn't take it well probably. Konig picks up her stuff,” She'll cool down but it best to steer clear for the next 24 hours she can get a bit stabby... but price your right there's been too many coincidences let's meet at [ ] to discuss more”, Konig walks back and price says “I'm sorry”.
Konig goes, finding her in the training room beating a dummy bag, seeing her like this scars out reminds him of the day he found her and it breaks his heart a little bit. He goes to her and “Come on mazi that's enough”, she turns on him “Why does everyone always come to those assumptions about me I know I don't talk and stuff but still... why,” he says “Cause your good mazi the fucking best I've ever seen, people question those who are so skilled”. He grabs her in a hug she hits him but calms and hugs him back, he gets her back to her room and says “Take the day try not to stab anyone please you know I hate the paperwork”, she nods “I'll try”. 
She doesn't usually take off that much gear, ever, and seeing her body scars out and what just happened got her emotional and in her head, she knew she wouldn't be sleeping tonight. She put her gear back on grabbed her gun and went into the forest near the base and shit shot and got out of her head.
She comes back to base around midnight and runs into Ghost in the hall they just stop and stare at each other, not sure what move to make. Eventually, she moves and passes him, “I'm sorry”.The next thing he knows he's up against the wall knife, pressed against him. “I don't need pity”, he knows he should be quiet but still hes gotta make this clear. “I ain't got no pity for you I'm sorry we pushed you to have to do all that to make us see”. She know Konig will give her the nice answer but now she wanted the real one, “why why do people always pick me when sniffing out rats?” “It's happened before”, she nods, “your quiet sulk in the corner makes it easy for people to assume shit and put words in your mouth happens to me too and your good really fucking good, a lot of groups would want someone with your skill, and not everyone is capable of being a good double”, she nods taking it in, she lets him go and steps back and walks away,
They go on another mission and shit goes south badly the guys are stuck and she's not in a position to cover them, Konig tells her to get out don't let them find you too nightcore. They all know it's the smart move but then they hear a vulgar string of curses come through the line and she ends it by saying “You know I can't leave you bastard”. Konig curses and Price says “What's she doing”, “She won't leave men behind even if it means her life”, Ghost says “She's gotta know better right she's smart”, konig says “Yeah she's the best I've ever seen but being captured changed her, her old team left her and never looked back. I was on an unrelated mission when I found her and she vowed to be better and never leave a man behind”.Moments later they hear explosions and shots, fast ones like it's more than one shooter, Konig says “That's her”. A big blast goes off that rattles the ground and not long after the door to their holes is opened and there stands her heavily disguised figure. When they walk out they see she got them all by herself she got them, they are all wondering how it shouldn't be possible. She goes up hugs Konig then punches him and says “You really thought I'd fucking leave you, dumbass, I've dragged your big back ass through endless snow before and you think id leave you now, hell or high water Konig you know that.”
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skzhocomments · 15 hours ago
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143 - being stuck at the office during Christmas with your asshole boss/coworker AU - Seungmin (Stray Kids)
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Writing Prompt 143 - being stuck at the office during Christmas with your asshole boss/coworker AU - Seungmin
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“Hey, sweetie!” Mia hears as soon as she picks up the phone, putting it between her ear and her left shoulder as she’s skimming through a million files at once.
“Hi, mom!” She replies, her mother’s voice bringing a soft smile to her lips. She misses her, and home, and the life she had before moving to the big city and struggling to make ends meet while trying to make a name for herself in the cruel world of the law.
Mia’s been working as a paralegal ever since she finished law school, as she decided it would be a good idea to get some experience with working on actual cases before taking the bar exam to become a lawyer. She wasn’t entirely sure of which career path she would take after law school, so getting certified for this seemed like a good idea.
One year later after working for various small lawyers, she landed a job at a big, prestigious firm and got assigned to be the assistant of one of the greatest lawyers of their firm – who apparently never got along with anyone and would fire them on the spot.
The firm was desperate, because Kim Seungmin is their strongest asset, he rarely loses cases, if ever, and he’s such a perfectionist, there’s simply no arguing with him. The moment he steps into the court room, he dominates it. Every person who’s worked with or against him respects him, and getting such a reputation is close to impossible in such a big city.
In other words, Kim Seungmin is exactly what Mia wants to become.
“How are you, baby? Have you been good this year? Will Santa come with presents or with coal tomorrow?” Her mother asks, excitement audible in her voice, and Mia lets out a chuckle.
“I don’t know! At this rate, Santa can come with whatever he wants, he won’t find anyone home.” She laughs slightly, a soft sigh making its way past her lips.
“Don’t tell me, are you still at work?” Her mother asks almost accusatory, and Mia can clearly picture the frown on her face and the deep lines on her forehead, partly because of her age, but mostly because of her certainly repulsed expression.
“Yeah, had to work on this big case…”
“You’re not even a lawyer yet! Why do you have to work during the holidays? Your asshole boss should do the hard work instead!” Her mother whines, and Mia knows that once she starts, she will never finish. “That’s why I keep telling you to get married and let a man take care of you! You never listen to me!”
“As much as I love you, I would never be able to endure that.” Mia laughs, and as soon as the words leave her lips, she hears her mother tut.
“It’s Christmas Eve! What do you mean you are still at the office? It’s 9PM!!!”
“I know, I know, but my boss is also here, and I- oh, shit! Sorry mom, gotta go!” She ends the call immediately as she hears the small ding the door makes as soon as someone enters a correct code and it opens.
One thing about their office is that everything is very safe and computerised: door codes with facial and fingerprint recognition and cameras everywhere are only a few of the things Mia had to get used to when she started working for Mr. Kim.
Another thing she had to get used to is the fact that Kim Seungmin loathes her being on the phone with a passion.
“Were you on the phone again?” He rolls his eyes as he enters the office – his. Mia only has a small desk in the corner of it since she’s helping him out with all his cases.
“Sorry, Mr. Kim. It’s Christmas, as you might be aware, and my mother called me.” She lets out a fake smile that doesn’t reach her eyes, and then she switches focus to the papers in front of her again.
“Oh, I thought Christmas is on the 25th, but maybe they changed the calendar while I was too busy keeping people out of jail.” Seungmin smiles back in mockery, clear annoyance in his tone.
He’s such a workaholic, which means that Mia is also worked to the bone, as she has to be there every time he is. She made the mistake of not picking up the phone one single time in a whole year because it was midnight and she was sick, and that almost got her fired, so ever since, she always makes sure to be in his office at all times when he’s actively working on a case.
When he’s working on cases, he is simply always there, cramped at his desk and reading all sorts of files, and Mia has to match. He makes sure to give her a lot to search through, and impossible deadlines, so she doesn’t even recall how many all-nighters she pulled because of him.
It's safe to say that Kim Seungmin is also exactly what she hates.
“Well, as I said, Mr Kim, I’m sorry, but some of us have families that are very insistent on not working Christmas Eve, Christmas, New Years, and any other bank holidays.” She smiles again.
“If you dislike it that much, you can go home.” Seungmin says with a shrug, but Mia doesn’t believe it one bit.
“Really?” She raises an eyebrow then looks at him, but he is already at his desk, his head buried behind mountains of papers.
“Yeah. And don’t bother coming back after the holidays.”
“There we go.” She chuckles slightly. “I was wondering when our streak would end.”
“Our streak?” This finally takes Seungmin’s eyes out of the papers.
“Yeah. You haven’t tried firing me in exactly 5 days. It’s a new personal record.” Mia replies, a smile playing on her lips, and Seungmin rolls his eyes.
“I’ve never tried firing you.”
“Uhm, yeah? You did.”
“No, I didn’t. Don’t be ridiculous.”
“Mr. Kim, you know better than anyone that in order to be a lawyer you need to get your facts straight. I’ve been working for you for exactly 350 days today, and you’ve threatened to fire me 407 times. Oh, actually, 408, including tonight.” Mia says matter-of-factly, and Seungmin can’t help but let out a chuckle and shake his head.
“Did you keep count?”
“Of course, I did. You have a reputation, you see? I needed to cover my tracks.” Mia shrugs, but Seungmin is seriously impressed. He can’t believe it. He’s still laughing.
It takes him a little bit to calm down and get his composure back, but once he does, his lips form a straight line, and he begins speaking again.
“Mia, this time I’m serious. I thought you would’ve gotten used to me in 350 days. If you truly dislike my working style, you are free to walk through that door.” He points to it, and this truly makes Mia frown.
“No… I do like your working style… It’s just that, I’m pretty sure that we’re the only ones working at this hour on Christmas Eve.” She replies, then returns her eyes to the papers thinking his words over.
Kim Seungmin is insufferable, she hates working overtime, she hates pulling all-nighters every other week, and she dislikes how bossy he is, but working so closely to him, she realised exactly 320 days ago that she really, really likes him. It took her a month to figure out his likes and dislikes, and that how he acts directly contradicts what he actually means when it comes to interpersonal relationships.
She likes a lot of things about him. Most things, actually. She likes his determination and how serious he is about his job, she likes how he’s always pushing her to do more, to learn more, and she’s truly learnt so much from him, she doubts she would have any trouble passing the bar exam and working as a lawyer in the future. He inspires her to do better, and she does; she’s been doing her best ever since she started working for him.
Kim Seungmin is the person she loathes the most, while simultaneously being the person she admires the most.
When he fails to say anything back to her, she sighs again and asks quietly, almost in a whisper, half-hoping he’d hear, half-hoping he wouldn’t.
“Do you truly want me to quit? Don’t you think that… we work well together?”
He hums softly, letting her know that he’s heard her, and then randomly stands up, going towards her small desk and snatching the file she was reading from her hands.
“You know what, Mia? You’re right. It’s Christmas Eve. Let’s go home and relax and come back on the 27th. We deserve a break.” He smiles softly, and this takes Mia by surprise completely.
“What?” She asks baffled. “Are you joking? I still have to read-”
“It can wait. The court hearing is on the 15th of January. There’s plenty of time to prepare. Let’s go and rest.” Seungmin says, his eyes soft and a small smile in the corners of his lips, and Mia’s mouth is on the floor.
Turns out she doesn’t know him as well as she thought, because she would’ve never in a million years expect this from him.
“O-okay…” She stumbles on her words confused. “Let me just pull out my charger.”
“Alright.” Seungmin walks to the hanger to grab their coats, while Mia is bending over to reach the outlet behind her desk.
She struggles for a little while, because the outlet is slightly damaged. Maintenance was supposed to come and fix this last week, but they’ve told them that it’ll happen some time after Christmas, so she ought to be very careful.
As she pulls out her charger though, a breaker trips, making the whole room go dark.
“Oh, no! Fu- I mean, damn!” She curses out loud, realising she most likely caused a power outage.
“What happened?” Seungmin sounds slightly alarmed. “Did you hurt yourself?”
“No, but I think I caused a short circuit or something! How do we turn the power back on?”
“Shit, I told maintenance a million times to come fix that stupid outlet. You could’ve hurt yourself.” Seungmin replies, grabbing his phone and turning on his flashlight. “No worries, I’ll call the maintenance emergency number. You sure you’re okay?”
He approaches her and looks at her hands, and she almost hears him let out a sigh of relief when he notices that she is, indeed, fine.
“Yeah.” She nods, taken aback once again. He is too nice. Way too nice.
Who is he and what did he do to her asshole boss?
She sees him put the phone against his ear, but no one answers.
“Damn, why isn’t anyone working?” He mumbles under his breath.
“It’s Christmas Eve.” Mia replies, and he throws her a snare.
“Let’s try the door. Should still work. Or… there must be a generator or something to turn the power back on…”
Mia nods and heads towards the door to try the knob, but unsurprisingly, it doesn’t budge. Without the security measures and fingerprints and face recognition systems, they are locked in.
“Mr. Kim, the door is not opening.”
“Alright…” He scratches his nape.
“Maybe there’s a key, or something?”
“I don’t think so… I wasn’t given any.”
“Then… I guess we’re going to spend Christmas Eve together after all.” She chuckles. “Oh! Which reminds me!”
Mia hurries to her desk before she has time to change her mind, and pulls open the first drawer, pulling out a medium sized box. She looks unsure at Seungmin, but she shakes her head slightly and closes her eyes tightly, handing him the box.
“This is a gift… for you.”
“For me?” His eyes widen. “Really? What is it?”
“Open it and see. Well, you can actually open it tomorrow, or… or actually, give it back. You’ll hate it, it’s nothing important-” She tries to snatch the box back, but with the desk between the two, Seungmin easily gets away from where her hands can reach.
He hastily opens the box and pulls out a winter scarf in multiple shades of blue and white, soft to the touch and extremely beautiful.
“Thank you, Mia. You shouldn’t have bothered, though.” He smiles, bringing it closer to his face and smelling it. It smells just like her perfume.
This brings another smile to his lips that Mia fails to see in the darkness, with his flashlight turned away from them.
“Oh… it’s alright if you don’t like it, you don’t have to accept it…” her voice falters. She is quite certain that he hates it, but she’s spent hours making it, so she’d rather take it back and wear it herself with how much money and time she invested in the whole knitting process.
“I love it.” He says, making her eyes widen.
“You do?”
“Mhm.”
“Oh…”
“Thank you, Mia. It’ll be very useful this cold winter.”
“I’m glad you like it…”
“Then…” Seungmin hesitates slightly, before placing the box down on her desk and going back to his coat, rummaging through the pockets and pulling out a small box. “I also got this for you… I mean, I just happened to see it in a store, and I remembered catching you look at it on your computer a while ago, so…”
Mia is completely shocked when he hands her the box and she opens it, revealing a Tiffany gold necklace adorned with a few small diamonds; very beautiful, very expensive. Something she’s been eyeing for months, the first present she wanted to get herself once she would pass the bar exam and become a lawyer.
“Mr. Kim… this is… this is insane! I can’t accept it. I gave you a handmade gift, and you-”
“Wait, this is handmade?!” He grabs the scarf again, his mouth falling open. “But it looks perfect! I thought you bought it from somewhere!”
“No… I just love knitting. I can’t accept this gift, it’s too expensive…” She hands him back the box, but he shakes his head and refuses to take it.
“Mia, I’m… really grateful for your work this past year. I just wanted to show my gratitude somehow, but I always end up treating you badly and acting like an asshole. I’m sorry for being hard on you. I don’t actually want you to quit, or to fire you.” He confesses, and Mia smiles.
“Alright… Thank you, Mr. Kim.”
“Seungmin.”
“What?”
“Seungmin… that’s my name.”
“Yeah, I’m aware, but-”
“I’ve been calling you Mia for months. Why do you keep calling me Mr. Kim?”
“Because I’m a professional?”
“And I’m not?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“I’m just saying, Mr. Kim feels a bit… cold?”
“Alright… uhm… Seung-Seungmin.” She stumbles on her words again, because saying his name feels very unnatural, but also very pleasant, like it just brought them closer.
She blushes to herself and is grateful for the darkness of the room for once.
“That’s better.” He smiles back. “So… I think we’re going to be stuck here until tomorrow morning. Maintenance should come at around 6AM, as they do every morning. The holidays aren’t an exception.”
“I won’t ask how you know that.” Mia says with slight mockery. She also knows it, in fact, since she’s also stayed that late, and even later, with him.
“What do you want to do?” Seungmin asks all of a sudden, and she is unsure of what to say back.
“Maybe we could… work?”
“No… we’ve worked enough. I already got out of that mood, so I don’t think I could focus back on it.”
“I’m sorry. We’re stuck here because of me…” Mia pouts.
“Don’t worry about it. However… since 6AM is very far away… should we go on the sofa and talk, or something?” He suggests, so Mia stands up and nods, and both make their way towards the large sofa in the middle of the room.
The sofa is usually reserved for resting when they both stay up late in the office and need a quick break, so it accommodates both with little issue. There would even be enough space for both to lie down, provided they would press their bodies against each other, but Mia doesn’t want to ponder too much on this thought, because it makes her heart race and her cheeks an even brighter shade of red than they already are.
“Can we maybe… turn the flashlight off?” Mia asks
“Sure.” He says without missing a beat, turning it off, and they are now in complete darkness, aside from the soft dim light coming from the large windows.
“So… what should we talk about?” Mia asks.
“Well, what about…”
And so, they begin discussing about their past cases, sharing inside jokes and laughing their hearts out. Instead of being totally work-focused, however, their discussions quickly become light-hearted, they start delving on personal matters, and soon enough, they end up discussing about their hobbies in a lot of detail. They go over books they’ve both read, theories, TV shows and films, and then about what they like to do in their scarce free time.
With each and every word they say, Mia can’t help but notice how many things they have in common. Both of them are career-driven, ambitious, have similar interests, and it feels like they could talk for ages without exhausting conversation topics.
“Mia, I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while…” He says all of a sudden, and her breath hitches in her throat.
“What…?” She asks with hesitation.
“I think you are ready to take the bar exam. You should pursue your dreams and become a lawyer, because you’ll make a damn good one.”
Hearing his words, Mia feels her eyes water. She didn’t know how much she needed him to say it, how much she needed that validation from the one person she admires the most.
“Really?” She asks hopeful, wishing she could see his expression.
“Yes. Really. I think… I think you’re going to nail it. You should register for the next exam session. I looked it up, and it’s in February. There’s plenty of time to prepare, and I’ll also help you study if you get stuck somewhere, although I doubt you’ll need me.”
“Thank you, Seungmin…” She says, but suddenly, they feel way too far apart. She decides to launch forward and throws herself at him, her arms going around his neck, pulling him into a tight hug. “This means a lot to me.”
“Mia… can you promise me something, though?” He asks, and she tries to pull back, but his arms also go around her waist, pulling her closer to him; so close, their bodies are touching. If he would lean back, she would fall right on top on him.
“Yeah…? What is it?”
“You will go and pass the bar exam, and then… will you come back to me? Not as an assistant… as a partner.”
“Are you … are you serious?” This time she succeeds in pulling back, completely taken aback. It seems he’s full of surprises tonight.
She’s heard from the very beginning that Kim Seungmin prefers working alone. He dislikes training others, or having to share his ideas, or having to be patient with someone else – and yet, he wants to keep working with her right by his side?
“I am, yes. I feel like… this is where you belong, you know? Next to me.” He says, the last part a bit quieter, but she hears it nonetheless, and her heart does its thing to beat faster again.
“Yeah… if you’ll have me, Seungmin, I will always be by your side. I’d love to work cases together, as lawyers.” She smiles, her arms still around her neck, his hands now steadily on her waist.
For some reason, it feels natural to be so close to him, to feel his hands on her body.
“Great… I just wanted to get that off my chest.” He smiles back, and she almost misses it because of the dark.
For some reason, it feels natural to lean in and press a kiss against his lips.
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Until it doesn’t.
What the fuck did she just do?
“What the fuck did I just do?” She asks out loud, immediately separating herself from him, realising how much she’s crossed the line. She should’ve never kissed him, she should’ve never-
“Something I really, really liked.” Seungmin cuts off her train of thoughts, and the words don’t register in her head before his lips crash back against her.
And so begins a long battle fought with lips, and hot tongues, and spit, and moans melting into each other’s mouths, and his body falls on hers, her back pressed against the sofa.
His weight on hers is perfect, his kisses are perfect, he is perfect.
“This is so inappropriate” Seungmin says hastily, his breath ragged, as he separates himself from her slightly and pulls on the tight knot of his tie with one hand to loosen it.
“You are so inappropriately hot, why do you think I stick around?” Mia chuckles, her breathing matching his, as she rises her head a bit to kiss his neck.
Seungmin lets out a loud moan as he forces her back down, under him, and her hands fiddle with the buttons of his shirt as she begins undoing them one by one, as quickly as she can.
Kim Seungmin is everything she wants to be, and everything she wants to have. And she will have him tonight, on this very sofa they’ve spent countless of hours on, in this very room they’ve smiled and laughed and fought and came up with plan after plan to win their cases.
“You’re so funny, Mia, but look at you melting.” Seungmin counters, his hands moving under her shirt, his fingers dancing on her skin and stopping right on top of her bra. He is quick to move them under it, to cup her naked breasts and play softly with her nipples.
Mia thought about Seungmin many times, although she always tried to not think of him in that way, but even so, every time she imagined him like this, she never thought he’d be so gentle with her if they were to ever cross the line between professionalism and desire.
“You’re so gentle, Seungmin.” She says out loud confidently, but her skin is all prickly, and she’s already extremely stimulated from his soft touches. She doesn’t even think she could handle anything more, not when mere hours ago, she couldn’t even say his first name out loud without stuttering.
“Don’t you like it, love? Do you want more?” He asks almost tauntingly as his hands disappear from under her shirt and his mouth connects to her neck, his teeth biting into the soft and sensitive skin between her ear and her collarbones, as one of his hands travel in her pants, touching her pussy and teasing her entrance.
“Oh, God.” She rolls her head back, giving him more access as he’s spreading her wetness around.
She’s already so wet, it’s embarrassing.
“You want me so much, huh?” He whispers in her ear, putting one finger inside, and her hands instinctively move on his back pulling the fabric of his shirt.
“Let’s get undressed.” Mia says breathless.
“You have to be more polite than that if you want me to do anything.” Seungmin chuckles, making her let out a loud whine.
“Please, let’s take off our clothes! I want you so fucking bad, and you-”
“And I also want you so much more than that, Mia. I can’t even begin to tell you how many times I’ve wanted to bend you over my desk when you’d speak back to me. God, you’re so hot.” He bites her neck again, making her moan and clutch his shirt’s fabric tighter.
He inserts another finger in her, pulling them in and out and curving them upwards just right, and just as she feels close to letting go, he takes them out of her, leaving her confused and slightly dejected.
“Why-”
“Let’s get you out of these clothes, hm? Since you’ve asked so politely.”
“Fuck you.” She curses, clenching her legs just to try and get some of that friction back.
“Maybe some other night, love. Tonight’s my turn to fuck you.”
He removes his shirt that Mia has so conveniently unbuttoned earlier, then helped her out of her blouse and pants.
Laying back naked on the sofa, she looks at him expectedly, her eyes more adjusted to the dark, enough to see his perfect silhouette as he unbuttons his pants and takes out his cock. She doesn’t hesitate to spread her legs apart, and he doesn’t hesitate to compliment her for it.
“Such a good girl.” He smirks, settling between her legs and pressing his hard-on against his entrance, letting himself enter her deliberately slowly, letting her feel every inch of his cock, getting used to the stretch.
He curses once he bottoms out into her, and as he begins moving, he tries to stay buried inside, his hips only buckling in and out slightly, rubbing against her sweet spot.
“Fuck.” She curses as well, her head rolling back once more, and his lips connect instantly to her neck.
The way he’s fucking her feels so intense, so passionate, and it’s hands down the best she’s ever had. Her hands move once more to his back, fingernails digging softly in his skin as he grunts in her ear, his movements becoming faster, more erratic, but still precise enough to make her come undone in mere seconds.
She clenches around him, her legs start shaking, and her toes curl from the pleasure. Hearing her so fucked up, feeling her warm body under his, he can’t help but let out soft curses against her neck as he fucks himself into her faster and faster, until he also lets go, painting her walls white.
“You are so fucking perfect.” Mia says breathless as he pulls out of her and kisses her lips.
“And so are you. Damn, Mia, you’re just… you’re incredible.”
He kisses her once more before standing up and heading to his desk to grab some napkins, helping to clean her up before she can head to the bathroom attached to their office.
“Thank you…” She says, feeling shy all of a sudden, as if she wasn’t moaning for dear life under him minutes ago.
“Damn.” He curses again with a shake of his head. “It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. I was planning on asking you on a real date once you passed the bar exam and were no longer my subordinate.”
“You can still take me out on a date when that happens… and before, and after that as well.” She says blushing, and he caresses her head gently.
“Mhm. I will.”
“So… what does this make us?” Mia asks in a breath.
“Definitely a couple. God, this is so inappropriate.” He chuckles.
“Yeah, it is. How dare you take advantage of your power, hm?” She asks jokingly, pulling him into a kiss that he is quick to reciprocate. “Especially after you’ve been such an asshole to me for 350 whole days.”
“Technically, 351 since it’s way over midnight.” Seungmin replies with a smug grin.
“Ah, there is the asshole.”
“I’ll never stop being an asshole to you, even when we’re married and have 3 kids. Hope you know what you signed up for.” He chuckles.
“I know, I know. But that also means you have to know what you signed up for. No more working on holidays! I’d rather we go on some cute dates, maybe travel somewhere…”
“Which reminds me. Merry Christmas, Mia.” He smiles and kisses her lips again, this time softer, and tenderly.
“Merry Christmas.” She kisses him back, and she feels happiness bubbling in her chest, next to all the butterflies flying erratically in her stomach.
Turns out that Kim Seungmin is not that much of an asshole, and she has some big feelings for him, which make her more excited than ever for their future of working next to each other, for now as lawyer and assistant, and in a few months, hopefully, as equals.
~The End~
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celtrist · 4 months ago
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Lowkey hope Belphegor would turn out aroace. I know we have Mammon but like... C’mon. She's sloth, and relationships are like a lot of work.
It would make so much sense
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gonkaccino · 7 months ago
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Season 4 hope/prediction: Deb's show is solid, zero issues, runs flawlessly with great ratings, but her personal life is completely eroding. We start with her discovering Marcus is leaving, and it culminates in DJ going into labor right before a taping. Deb chooses the show. When it's over, and she finally flies to Vegas, it's too late -- Aiden's not letting her in because he loves his wife too much to let DJ get into a shouting match with her mom right after giving birth, and instead takes the brunt of Deb's wrath, with her making excuses and talking about how they used her money for IVF, and anyway, DJ's fine, so who cares if she wasn't there? Kathy's in the room with DJ and the baby (DJ's the closest she has to a daughter, after all) and Deb leaves too furious to think about how badly she's hurt her family.
She heads back to her Vegas mansion -- empty, obviously, Josefina and the dogs would be in LA -- and pops open a bottle of wine. Alone. Completely alone. Can't call Marty, she has no friends, the closest she's got would be Kiki and wouldn't that be embarrassing, calling your poker dealer to talk about your feelings --
and then Ava's there. She got the news about DJ's labor, she got the story from Aiden (who was distraught, by the way, man's too much of a sweetheart for Vance drama), a spare key from Damian (happy to pawn that off on her, though if it isn't returned promptly he's taking legal action) and has arrived just in time to see the Deborah Vance having a breakdown the likes of which no one thought physically possible. Crying gives you wrinkles, you know. But Ava has to be here. She's the physical embodiment of a lesson Deb never truly learned: you don't have to like someone to love them.
In my imaginary fantasy land that I am concocting this would then subsequently lead into them fucking nasty but I understand that this may be a step too far for the surprisingly large number of very normal people who watch this show and would forgive JPL for not taking it that far. However I do believe they should fuck about it and let Ava take the reigns in their relationship while they see how many of Deb's bridges they can un-burn.
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iaminjail · 9 months ago
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pa-pa-plasma · 3 months ago
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i don't think i'll ever get over how people treat kids that aren't good in school as worthless no matter what. "oh it can't be that bad" my guy idk how to tell you this but the last time i went to a normal high school the principal called me into his office to brag about how he failed me in all of my classes before the semester was even finished & i should quit while i'm ahead cuz i'm too stupid ("officially" diagnosed as such by a school counselor & a psychiatrist!!) to succeed. & this is considered normal
#''poor teachers!!'' yeah well at least they can fucking quit & go work somewhere else#''okay but times are different than when you went to school in the 1970's'' this was 2016 my guy. shut the fuck up#''well maybe you were a violent & severely misbehaving kid!'' i wasn't. i have ADHD & severe anxiety disorder & depression#my biggest crime was being too exhausted & dopamine deprived to do my homework#my dad talks about how he was treated in school & i'm like damn dude i went through the same exact shit#how is it that a majority of teachers & principals are still abusive power-tripping pieces of shit 60 years later#why haven't things changed#well actually the answer is simple & it's because they want disabled people to disappear#& if abled students that simply disagree with the way things are done get caught in the crossfire then that is acceptable#because anyone not fit to make billionaires a billion more dollars should just die!#anyways here are my original tags from that gravity falls post i just reblogged:#I know this is supposed to be an appreciation post but like. ''for being the ''dumb one'' he's surprisingly rational.'' seriously??#as ''the dumb'' but ''surprisingly rational'' one of my family this is THEE biggest misunderstanding & it drives me up the fucking wall#just because a person struggles in one area doesn't mean they're stupid & should be an irrational dumb dumb idiot baby holy fuckkk#sorry to OP but even when people try to ''appreciate'' stuff like this they can't help but throw in insults#simply because they genuinely believe that ''even though you're stupid you SURPRISINGLY act competent sometimes'' is a compliment#I'm less mad about this & more sad that this kind of shit is still so prevalent in 2024#both Stanley & Stanford are smart & competent & rational#they just show it in different ways & exceed in different (sometimes overlapping) subjects#this is normal for human beings but the big societal scam is that if you don't do it in the way Ford does then you're stupid & a failure#& being surprised that Stan is also smart & competent in his own ways is the biggest sing that you fucking fell for it dude#btw before i get @ ed for this. i WAS that kid#i was so much that kid the school actually diagnosed me with stupid & spiteful & i was told to quit while i was ahead (they failed me befor#obviously this is very personal for me but also i don't think people realize the language they use is on purpose & it's used specifically t#& it's still happening right now & that just. makes me wanna cry honestly#like why are people still surprised that people can specialize in something despite bad grades in school#you know. the thing we all know is literally rigged to either put you in jail or in a factory to make billionaires more money.#man sorry for the rant the original spirit of the post is super correct but like fuck HS grade-centric judging of people's entire character#Stan being able to defeat Bill is just not at all surprising if you were him or knew/know someone like him#or really paid any attention at all to the show while watching it
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gender-euphowrya · 7 months ago
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spell of explode all transphobes Activate
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moe-broey · 6 months ago
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LIKE!!!!!! BEING TRANSGENDER BEING QUEER IN ANY WAY ISN'T HARMFUL BEHAVIOR!!!!!!! IT'S LITERALLY NOT EVEN A BEHAVIOR!!!!! IT'S JUST A THING THAT YOU ARE!!!!!! And SOMETIMES. You act accordingly! You may change your name and pronouns! You may seek HRT! You may look into surgery! You may only do a few of those things or any combination of those things (or maybe even none?!), whichever works for you and your sense of self-actualization. BUT. Doing ANY of those things. Is NOT HARMFUL BEHAVIOR!!!!!!!!!!! And in the sexuality department! If you have "same sex attraction" as they like to call it. Also not even a behavior. It's just a thing you Feel. But of course you gotta moralize Feelings, too. Forget about it!!!!! And if you Act on it. That's still not harmful. Who are you harming? Giving a little kissie to your same gendered homie???? Or getting handsy????? But on God. Do not get me started. My MAIN POINT. Is that there is literally no harm. There is nothing to correct here. There is nothing to fix here. Except for the hatred in your heart!!!!!! Your fear of the unknown!!!!!!!! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GIVE ME ONGOING EVERLASTING TRAUMA OVER THIS THIS IS FUCKING STUPID‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
#SAME LOGIC CAM BE APLLIED TO AUTISM. AUTISM ITSELF IS NOT A BEHAVIOR.#but bestie i know i do not have the fucking words or capacity to get into it. i'm so sorry#i feel like. there's such a difference. for me personally. and i think it's entirely rooted in the time periods#i experienced each trauma/how long it's lived in me. like yeah homophobia/transphobia sucks ass#and can really fuck w me esp on a bad day. but most times i can move through it and articulate it#bc i was like. 15. i probably knew around 13. but i do feel like the brunt of it started at 15#the autism. i. internalized that i was a bad kid as soon as i was in kindergarten.#i internalized that i was a freak in 3rd grade.#i've had to work through SO much internaized ableism. as a previously high masking autistic individual.#my entire life i've felt like i've had to correct myself. and when the queerness became apparent#everyone made it their fucking job to correct me too.#THE APP. CRASHED. MID RANT. the power... of my rage.....#but like i was GONNA add. another key difference actually is i literally never understood Why#queerness in any form was 'bad' or sinful. like. straight up just never fucking got it.#like... why is it uniquely sinister.... for me (presumably something of a girl as it was understood at the time) to also like girls...#idk i just never fucking understood why it was such a fuckinh problem. why i 'should' have felt bad for it.#literally... who gives a shit....... and also??? women are people? just like guys? and what if i like her. what then.#idk arbitrary rules and autism don't really mix.#i have no greater point btw. it was probably Something about how
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cuteniarose · 2 months ago
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Sometimes I wish I had more people interested in my creations, but then I get hit by thoughts like “Imagine the outrage you’d be faced with if your Avatar Suiren AU was more popular. This is the fandom that still cannot ‘forgive’ Korra for SOMETHING THAT WAS DONE TO HER, calling her the worst Avatar for losing the connection to her past lives (which came about because she HAD RAAVA LITERALLY RIPPED OUR OF HER) and acting like that is somehow a worse offence than, say, inaction leading to genocide. The hate you’d get for intentionally making Suiren the last Avatar would be IMMEASURABLE” and go “… actually, I’m glad that for the most part it’s just @katkastrofa and I–”
(Though then again… would it even be an AU by yours truly if it didn’t contain at least one cancellable offence? 😁)
#don’t even try to tell me I’m wrong#also Suiren is even less like Aang than Korra is. she wouldn’t stand a chance in this fandom#everyone knows most people in this fandom can’t handle angry brown girls#and Suiren is honestly on a whole different level#so yeah#I’m glad it’s not a well known thing#but her biggest offence would of course be letting go of Raava#and thus also losing the connection to her past lives and ending the Avatar cycle#her next incarnation will not be the Avatar. they’ll be just a normal EK kid#and that is the biggest crime an Avatar could ever commit#deciding to spare future generations of the burden#the Avatar should not exist. it is too much power and responsibility for one person#and every Avatar we know of was stuck in an endless cycle of fixing their predecessors’ mistakes#nobody deserves that. especially not a child. and the Avatars ARE discovered as children for the most part#even at 16 like Roku Kyoshi and Kuruk is still way too young for having the fate of the world on your shoulders#I’d argue any age is too young#the world can’t depend on one person to solve their problems#the avatar is ultimately human. they make mistakes. they’re biased. they can be corrupted#and not a single generation goes by without at least one world-scale threat. nothing any avatar does is every enough. it’s a thankless job#no era of peace has ever lasted long. that has to be something worked for by the world at large#ending the cycle is the correct move because then the world will not be looking to the Avatar for every issue#and will actually start sorting shit out themselves. that’s my (very correct) view of it. at least#but again. this fandom will not be able to handle that. because they care about a bunch of long dead ghosts more than living characters#I’m sorry but sparing at least one kid of the trauma that comes with being the Avatar makes losing the past lives connection worth it#to me at least. and it’s not like breaking the connection erases them from ever existing like Greater Lord Rukkhadevata. they’re remembered#just can’t be accessed anymore. and that’s okay. they deserve to rest#(forgive me for the Genshin Impact reference it was the only thing I could think of. it was a brief phase I don’t play it anymore)#anyway. idk where this rant/meta just came from. I apparently have A Lot of thoughts about this AU that aren’t limited to Kuviren smut lmao#Avatar Suiren AU#Kat and Nia and their multiverse of madness
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docmerlin · 2 months ago
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public perception on illness has shifted so far that people think i'm insane for not wanting to hug them when they're visibly sick but if they see a medical mask in any context they freak the fuck out
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marsixm · 2 years ago
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im not sure if im just overthinking but im currently having an autism "is my definition of this word different than everyone else's???" moment re: "stress", like do others not consider stress to be stress if they dont have a specific accompanying emotional response...? or??? idk
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clownsnake · 7 months ago
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dokja doing his best time and time again to help junghyeok with regressor depression…. I see the sauce being cooked here
#it’s gay sauce#for gay people.#going post#Orv#tbh dokja I think you should just tell junghyeok everything at this point. not for gay reasons but to make things easier#these two work rlly well together when junghyeok isn’t trying to kill dokja imagine how they’d be if they were fully on the same page too#every day there’s a new fuckin dokkaebi. where do they keep getting these guys#and why do they keep getting cuntier#A THANOS SNAP???#choosing between a thanos snap and killing the strongest incarnation. alright everyone time to speed up on the killing nirvana thing I gues#Junghyeok relying on the predictability of knowing everything…. You can take the man out of the timeloop but you can’t take the timeloop ou#of the man#(I know he’s not out of his regressions but sh)#‘I can’t think of a way to correct this’ junghyeok aren’t you supposed to be smart? Stop being stupid#dokja gets me. that’s why he’s also a reader#Ohhh okay we’re having a Big Talk now. good job dokja#‘But the real problem is when you’ve finally managed to save the world’ THATS WHAT IM SAYING!!!!! DOKJA GETS ME#YOU CAN TAKE THE MAN OUT OF THE TIMELOOP BUT YOU CANT TAKE THE TIMELOOP OUT OF THE MAN!#unless junghyeok kicks his regressor’s depression in the ass and learns not to rely on knowing future scenarios so much.#and they’re on a rooftop…. The symsbsnolismm….#Oh wait dokja’s making a different point#ah. ptsd.#well that’s part of my argument I guess#Ohhhhh I love dokja getting to be a prophet rn. and junghyeok realizing he’s onto some shit#‘This world you’re about to abandon could be the only world where you can live to see it end as a human being’ OOOOF. OOF.#that’s heavy#Anyway time for comic relief. sorry Uriel but no gay sex yet#‘Who’s the strongest incarnation?’ Junghyeok: no doubt it’s me#……………………………….#DOKJA IS ALSO CONSIDERING HIMSELF THE STRONGEST?? GUYS
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whispering-kavka · 5 months ago
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the struggles of today proved to me that i might indeed be a little mentally unwell
#not enough to go to therapy but at least now i know what i should work on#correct me if i'm wrong but most people probably don't start to feel suicidal if there's like. a problem at work#i've been asked to support the back office and help with managing cases which is okay i guess. but i'm not a support team person so#i don't know how to do a lot of things despite using the learning resources provided by the workplace#and this one case i'm handling was rather easy on the surface. no info in sys so parcel can't move forward. ask origin to release data. eas#but then origin says that they can't because they get an error message when putting in receiver's acc number. ruh roh#if origin can't release data no one can. i've asked them to handle it with IT but had no response. in the meantime the other involved CS#started getting involved and now a production in a factory is stopped. and i know it's not my fault but i could've done better#acted faster. thought smarter. and i hate this kind of responsibility. and that i care too much#i've cried so much today i'm so tired. from the stress of this task i've been given and because of the IT issues popping in all the time no#i logged into work 45 minutes late because the VPN i've been using shit itself and i had to get a backup one#i should've gotten it installed ages ago but nooo let's do that laterrrrr you definitely won't regret that#i hate having to put up with this bitch (me) .#another thing is. it's currently summer vacation season so i'll have to brace myself for more support work to come. it's probably gonna go#just as bad if not worse. i'm so not cut out for this. i'll have to ask my boss if he can move me to a different service#so i can have an excuse like sorry i can't help i'm no longer associated with tnt~#but that's gonna have to wait until he;s back from his vacation in august . oh well#also all this stress might result in me getting something akin to an ED#my stress response other than crying and shaking is not feeling hunger. i ate something substantial at 5pm and had breakfast at 6am#between that i had two small pieces of candy and water#i'm already bad at feeding myself or at the very least eating nutritious food . this could make me worse#“oh but kav everyone makes mistakes and it's important to learn from them! keep fighting!” bitch i don't want to i didn't sign up for this#if i wanted to work for Support Team i'd have applied there. i did not wish to get involved with them and their work#sorry i needed to get this out of my system. i'll probably complain to some irls too but i might be able to do that without crying now#laments#<- i think this is going to be my vent tag
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