#unbecoming (2023)

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we’re u n b e c o m i n g

unbecoming by @vyva-melinkolya is out now ! !

[particular-one]

we would’ve been timeless.

synopsis. how they would react and cope after you left their lives. characters. jing yuan, dan heng, blade, gepard x gn!reader (separate) author's note. congrats, you have made it to the vault (carlyle's version). due to the 1.2 update i will not shut up about hsr and speak now tv. sorry if this was short, the writer's block is still kinda there. lmk if u want any other character!

jing yuan would be a bit more dignified about losing you. after all, after everything he has witnessed in his long, long life, he knew that it would only be inevitable that he would lose you, too. but for the amount of loss that he has experienced, it did not make it any easier for him to cope. your presence always made everything just a tad bit bearable and he missed that sorely. on the outside, jing yuan would make sure that he would seem fine, greeting everyone warmly and nodding to their consolations, but the moment the public's eyes are off him, he'd be devoid of any emotion. you had always likened jing yuan to the sun, he'd remember, before you went on a tangent about his eyes again, but the true sun in his life was you. and you were gone.

dan heng would immediately blame himself. no matter the circumstance, he'd chalk it up to the karma of being with someone like him. it was apparent how much happier you made him when you were together — the astral express would always comment how he seemed to glow around you despite the neutral expression he always wore — that everything just turned dead when you were gone. at least, that's how it was like for him. no more of indulging in the silly romantic antics that you'd drag him in — oh, how he'd give anything for one last adventure with you. dan heng would spend most of his time locked in the archives after this, his mind awake and going over every tender memory you shared with him. his most favorite one was when you sung to him; now, it'd be the only voice haunting him before he fell into the deepest slumber.

blade would not believe it first. you made a promise to him that you would stay with him, no matter how long it takes. you promised that to him, and he does not take the promise of forever lightly. when the undeniable is presented to him, blade would lose control over the overflowing emotion in him. he's in despair, he's seething in anger, he's breaking down in labored cries, even kafka does not want to be around him when he'd be experiencing all these at once. he'd curse his immortality again over and over, wishing that the universe would finally grant him his wish to die, because all he wants now is to be reunited in your arms, your hand gently stroking his hair and your voice whispering to him that you were there and you were fine. he would swear to never love again, not like how he loved you.

gepard would break down at the news. rightfully, it was unbecoming of the captain to react in such a public manner, but he did not care. you had always made sure he was taking care of himself, that he'd just condemn himself for losing the best thing that ever happened to him. he'd work thrice as hard and sink himself deeper into his duties afterwards. as you were no longer there to chastise him for overworking himself to the bone, gepard would be prone to collapsing every time he pushed himself too hard. even when serval would call him out on this self destructive behavior, he wouldn't listen. some nights, he'd swear that he, delirious and sleep deprived, sees you standing right next to him, a frown on your face as he stayed up all night to finish the documents. "don't look at me like that" he'd say, but how he would wish for you to say something to reprimand and snap him out of it.

written by carlyle (@particular-one) copyright: all content belongs to particular-one on tumblr (2023)

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album Unbecoming (2023)

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[dailydamijon]

Day forty-two of daily damijon

Adventures of Superman: Jon Kent (2023) Issue #4

Jealousy is very unbecoming of you, Damian…

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Another World Ogiri August 2023 [What are Blaze and Silver doing...? ]

Please come home, master!

Two characters appear every month in surprising outfits and situations! Let's enjoy Ogiri together with illustrations that will make your imagination run wild!

This time, Blaze and Silver are back with a new look! High fighting ability and awesomeness that are unbecoming of a maid or butler! What kind of enemy will these two fight against, relying on each other and working together?

What kind of lines or narration would you use?

You can style it based on the atmosphere and world view of the two of you in the game, or you can create a bold arrangement! In the example, it seems reliable enough to turn away any unwanted customers... Even such free and interesting stories are OK!

Please enjoy it and tweet with the tag "#Isekai Ogiri" on Twitter ♪

We will introduce the good ones in a reply from Sonic's official Twitter account.

We are looking forward to your fun Ogiri posts!

Act8: “Reunion of the Magical Princess”

＜＜Gashaaan! >>

A large number of sharp pieces of window glass are scattered on the hotel's luxurious scarlet carpet...!

The monster's strong arms didn't stop as it tore down the glass wall of the second-floor atrium with all its might... It gouged through the floor, grabbed a white cafe table that had been thrown up, broke it into pieces, and headed towards a point. I threw it.

＜＜Dogagagaga! >>

The terrifying throw of destruction seemed to crush the poor waiter who was near the kitchen...but all of it was blocked by a psychic barrier that shone in cobalt blue, and it shattered into pieces. Masu.

"A monster that obstructs business! I'll eliminate it!"

It was Silver, a silver hedgehog with psychic powers, who screamed and his whole body was filled with psychic green light.

The monster that stands in the way is a giant golem that looks up at you and is made of a collection of toys and junk. The moment when Silver, his black garcon apron flapping in the air, tried to wield his "power" towards the monster...!

＜＜Dooooooong! >>

This time, the crimson flame arrow grazed Silver's side and hit the monster. Blow away that giant body.

After a roar, the maid descended to protect Silver while brushing off a veil of flames, turned around with her elegant black silk apron skirt, and spoke to him without even moving an eyebrow.

"Run, waiter. This is no place for ordinary people."

...Silver is not amused by being suddenly interrupted and treated like an amateur.

"You're a maid, aren't you? What on earth are you!" "The one who protects the weak from evil monsters... is the Magic Princess Blaze!"

"Magic, Koujo...?"

Blaze jumps towards the monster, leaving behind Silver, who becomes stunned for a moment. Silver couldn't resist protesting as he hurriedly chased after him.

“Who is the weak one?”

The fight against monsters is only a defensive battle.

The flame wielded by Blaze does indeed hit the monster, but it only scrapes the surface of the monster's body...Then, the fragments are immediately pulled together by a mysterious force, coalescing and returning to their original state. It is.

"First of all, I came here with the intention of doing an undercover investigation as a maid, but I didn't expect to be suddenly involved in a battle..."

Blaze, who can't move as much as she wants in her maid uniform, can't help but click her tongue.

``I was also asked to be a bodyguard at this coffee shop, and I became a waiter waiting for a monster, but I didn't find him as good as this.''

Silver agrees that he is an unexpectedly strong enemy.

"I mean, this store provides uniforms, right? Why did you bring your maid uniform?" "I-is that so? Emmy told me to wear this..."

Blaze flinched at the unexpected remark and blushed as he pinched the frills on his shoulders...but in the meantime Blaze turned around and said this to Silver.

"Hey, don't move around in front of me! You're getting in the way and I can't concentrate my firepower!" "Attack isn't working, right? First, find the weak point that triggers recovery!"

In the end, an argument begins instead of a battle. And the monster didn't miss that chance...

<< Zugon! Dogogo...! >>

The monster slowly...gathered its strength deeply, raised both of its fists, and fired a powerful blow toward the ceiling. The impact pierced the ceiling on the coffee shop floor and the ceiling on the floor above, all the way to the roof of the hotel, causing a major collapse.

A huge waterfall of frighteningly heavy rubble attacks Blaze and the others, increasing its muddy flow as it falls. When they both looked up, it seemed like it was too late...

The next moment!

"Huh!"

Silver instantly jumps over Blaze's head, spreads his arms out as if to protect her, and deploys a psychic barrier...! After deflecting the incoming collapse, Blaze uses it as a counterattack to repel the attack of the monster that attacked Silver from within the dust, and at the same time blows away the surrounding dust with explosive flames.

...This is a moment of perfect cooperation with no compromises. After catching their breath in a close call, the two finally opened their mouths.

"My body moved on its own...I don't feel like I'm meeting you for the first time." "...Ah."

Then, as he regained his stance and restored his body, Blaze continued with a serious look on his face as he looked at the monster approaching the two of them.

"I made two mistakes. The first was that I underestimated the enemy and came here without being fully prepared."

Still in the same position, this time I continued to look into Silver's eyes.

"Waiter. Please give me 20 seconds..." "I don't mind...but before that, can I ask you the second question?"

After a moment's hesitation, Blaze answered with a resolute look on his face.

"Secondly, I was disrespectful and disrespectful to my comrades who I should be relying on. That..."

Blaze interrupts him by saying he's sorry, and Silver agrees to Blaze's request.

"It's okay Blaze, we're both good friends! It's okay. I'll hold out for 20 seconds or 200 years! ...So, would you like one for me too?" "...?"

"My name is Silver."

The next moment, Blaze is immediately engulfed in scorching flames. With her eyes closed and her mind concentrating...Silver senses that she is trying to control some great power.

"Silver, thank you......Haaaaaaaaa!"

Blaze is about to unleash a blow that will change the situation, knowing the risk of exposing his defenseless side. That expectation and trust inspired Silver.

"I'll do it! Ha!"

Silver deploys full power of psychic energy in all directions. Hold the rubble all over this floor and prevent the monster from restoring, while at the same time hitting everything with psychic attacks to keep it in check...! I will protect Blaze.

However, fighting for a long time while protecting immovable objects is disadvantageous. Since you have to endure every attack that comes your way without avoiding it, you end up in a very poor situation.

Silver's plan was to survive the attack by not allowing it to attack, but the monster also seems to have noticed the plan and intensifies its attack.

What a long time 20 seconds is! How long can we hold out? Just when Silver's knees are about to fall due to repeated bullets...!

＜＜Doooooooo! ! >>

As the explosion of loud flames spread, Blaze, enveloped in such dazzling flames that it was impossible to keep his eyes open, finally released his power... and blew away the monster. It's ready.

"Aaah...! Mysterious sun, respond to the power of my flame...!"

The seven jewels on Blaze's pochette begin to contain flames and grow brighter one by one as her power grows.

Just when the monster was about to make a desperate attack with all its might, all of its power imploded on her...Blaze declared the execution of great power.

"Magical Princess Blaze! Burning Unlimited Mode! Haaaaa!"

Blaze wears multiple layers of flame in seven colors and transforms into a pillar of scorching heat. For a moment, huge wings of flame spread across her back, but they immediately dispersed and condensed into her outstretched arms...! It becomes a tremendous torrent of flame and pours out towards the monster.

"Haaaaaa!" "Haaaaaa!"

The monster also tries to resist by taking a defensive stance, but Silver supports Blaze from behind as he is pushed by the recoil of the flames, increasing its power, and he can no longer withstand it.

Everything that formed the monster was blown away, and the energy body at its center caused a huge explosion.

<< Zudoooon! >>

A huge roaring explosion that could be heard all the way to an island in the sky. The monster finally disappeared.

"Ciao, chao!"

After the dust from the explosion finally dissipated... In the remains of the monster's explosion, there was a small Chao of light crying.

The true nature of the monster was Chao's residual thoughts.

As Blaze and the others watch, the Chao of Light eventually finds a hole in the dilapidated floor, and as if realizing something, it happily steps inside.

"......?" "this is!?"

When the two of them follow Chao, they discover that they are in the basement of a coffee shop...and beneath the floor is a lush green garden with a clear stream.

The Chao of Light then stepped inside, looked around, and with a satisfied smile, disappeared into a pale light. I see...the two of them said.

"When building this coffee shop, you blocked the Chao's home..." "That monster was a mass of grudges from the Chao's who wanted to return to their hometown."

The two of them, who have come to understand the circumstances of the incident, look relieved, but sigh at the devastation surrounding them. The area has been completely destroyed, and there is no trace of that wonderful interior.

"Well, the incident has been resolved for the time being...but the store was destroyed in a spectacular manner, so we have to clean it up."

Blaze responded in a calm manner while smiling bitterly at Silver's suggestive tone.

"Okay. What should I do?"

When the two of them looked up at the light shining in from above, what they saw through the hole in the collapsed ceiling was a dazzling blue sky cut out beautifully like a painting. It was filled with clear light, as if reflecting the brightness of their hearts.

"One month later..."

After major renovations, this shop, which connected the mysterious Chao garden as an open cafe area, has been renovated as ``Chao Garden,'' a maid-style cafe that combines formality with a Chao-friendly warmth, and has gained a great reputation. Ta.

While Silver and Blaze are busy helping rebuild the store, an unexpected visitor appears. As soon as they saw each other, they stiffened without even serving customers...

"S-Sonic...!? Are you Sonic!?" "Why are you dressed like that...and us too!? What the heck is going on!?"

The moment they saw Sonic, Blaze and Silver regained their memories.

"Hey! You guys...!"

Sonic was also surprised by this, but Tails noticed that at this time, the chaos emeralds that Sonic and his friends were holding, the jewelry of Blaze's tail, and the silver pendant all glowed faintly at the same time. I didn't miss it. While Tails was deep in thought, the two of them searched through their memories before and after the incident.

"The moment I came to this world under the guidance of the Sol Emerald, I was caught up in that light."

Blaze said while stroking the seven jewels on her pochette. Marin, who came with him, wonders what to do.

"I was fighting at Eggman's base just moments ago. I was trying to prevent some kind of weapon from activating..."

Silver worries that he can't remember properly.

"In any case, how did the two of you manage to regain your memories?"

Tails took out his proud ``energy sensor'' and explained it to Sonic.

＜＜Beep beep...＞＞

"I knew it! Blaze's tail jewelry and silver pendant are mutated Chaos Emeralds! Just like ours."

Tails explains that from the wavelength of the energy emitted, they are definitely Chaos Emeralds, which is why they definitely glowed when the two regained their memories.

“As a phenomenon, the Chaos Emeralds have the power to resist this strange phenomenon.Although one is not enough, there are several nearby, and one of them has the original memory... I think that's the condition for resurrection.'' ``There certainly doesn't seem to be any problem thinking that way. As expected, Tails!''

Tails gets shy after being praised by Sonic, and Blaze and Silver also respond.

“I hear that emeralds sometimes attract each other with a mysterious power in times of crisis.I was forced to have this one from Emmy because it was the guidance of the stars...This is also one of those powers. Maybe it's Tsuna.' ' ``Certainly. It's so easy to gather four of them like this...? Huh? Isn't it strange? If that's the case, how come Sonic and Tails, who only have one each, are safe?'' Did you?”

At the obvious question, the three people's eyes focused on Tails.

"That's... At the moment the incident occurred, Sonic and I were together, each holding a Chaos Emerald. I think that's why it didn't work from the beginning... , I guess. Sorry, I can't be sure..."

Tails was starting to lose confidence as he continued to make deductions, but Sonic assured him with a smile.

"In other words, it's because of Tails that I'm safe, and vice versa, right? Isn't it great that we're the same? This is it!"

Blaze and Silver agree while looking at Tails, who is confused and extremely shy.

"Hmm. At this point, it would be best to have a better interpretation of the details of truth or falsehood. The most important thing is..." "It means that we have found a way to restore our friends!"

"YES! That's right!" "That's right!"

Tails finally regains his composure and starts proposing strategies to his friends.

``...I'll give the detector to Blaze and Silver as well. Now let's divide up and find the friends who have Chaos Emeralds and revive them! And in the end, we'll collect 7 Chaos Emeralds. I’m sure it will be your trump card.”

"I understand. I agree with your strategy. I'll leave the rest behind." "I understand. My Sol Emerald also says we should do the same."

Blaze agrees as he strokes the Sol Emerald, which trembles as it emits a pale flame.

"It's getting interesting," Sonic said in his usual tone as he stood up, and the remaining three got ready to leave with fearless smiles on their faces.

"That Eggman guy. I don't know what he did, but we'll definitely hunt him down with our hands!"

Sonic and his friends took another step forward, and with a new hope in their hands, they took another step forward...!

[siriuslystarbucks]

Detention

Written for @prongsfoot-microfic prompt May 16, 2023: Detention

Sirius propped up the mirror and set it around the level where his face was while working. Over in his separate detention, James did the same.

"This sucks," James says, stating the obvious.

"Right? Why'd they decide to split us up, anyways?" Sirius has a few ideas, but James was the one McGonagall broke the news to. He has a sneaking suspicion that they weren't told at the same time because James and Sirius didn't stop talking when a professor tries to politely nudge their way into a conversation. They've talked professors into resigned acceptance more than a few times over the years. He doesn't know when the teachers finally figured out that detention stopped feeling like a punishment and more like a mild annoyance, but it wound up with them here, in separate (miserable) detentions. He hates it.

James makes a face. "They said we were having too much fun together."

"Bugger. I knew it."

"Right? Utter shite they're talking."

"Exactly, we would've had much more fun out of detention."

"I think that time we started snogging didn't help," James says with a small smirk.

Sirius snickers. "Yeah, that probably didn't help, but what else were we supposed to do? We were done writing lines, and McGonagall wasn't back yet."

"I tried to make that plea, she said it didn't matter," he says dryly.

"Ah, 'unbecoming' of us, was it?"

James can't help but grin. "That might've been the word she used."

Sirius sends a smacking kiss towards the mirror, and gets one in return. It's enough to make him smile, but neither of them believe it makes up for the horrible, unforgivable act of separating them. Still, it's better than nothing.

[vyva-melinkolya]

Vyva Melinkolya -"I65", first single off of "Unbecoming" LP now streaming, full video on youtube . Album out 10/26/2023

[amistytown]

Leviathan Birthday Collaboration 2023: A-7 Wedding

Genre: fluff, hurt/comfort

Pairing: Leviathan & GN MC

Warnings: mentions of anxiety and self-deprecation

This is my piece for Leviathan's birthday collaboration this year; I chose the prompt wedding. I feel this isn't my best work, but there was a lot going on. I'm really glad I could meet the deadline and take part in this project! I had a great time and am honored to work alongside such talented people. 

Happy birthday, Leviachan 🥳✨

As always, I apologize for any spelling or grammatical errors that may have gone unnoticed. Thank you to those who take the time to read and comment on my work; it’s greatly appreciated ♥

The silence is suffocating, allowing Leviathan’s thoughts to wander and find their voice. Normally, he sought it out, relishing the peace of mind the quiet brought him, the Avatar of Envy content to confine himself to his room and keep to the shadows. Here he feels alone and exposed, his soul laid bare before him in the vanity mirror. His reflection peers nervously back at him, wide-eyed and pale, as uncertainty takes hold and ties itself into knots in the pit of his stomach. He sighs, dropping his gaze to his hands, which tremble in his lap. You love him, and he loves you—this he knows—though doubt sows itself into his heart. What if this is a mistake—if you’ve yet to realize you deserve better? He can’t bear to see you unhappy.

“Yo, Levi!” The door swings open, and Leviathan jumps, yelping in surprise. “The Great Mammon is here to support his lil bro on his big day!” Mammon grins, while an unamused Lucifer trails behind him, scowling.

Leviathan glowers at the Avatar of Greed, feigning annoyance, but he can’t deny he’s relieved, their presence familiar and comforting, soothing his frayed nerves—it’s embarrassing. Mammon’s voice alone is loud enough to drown out his thoughts, and he gives Leviathan little time to think when he wraps an arm around the third born’s shoulders and playfully ruffles his hair.

“Don’t say I never did anythin for ya!” he crows.

“H-hey!” Leviathan growls, face flushing a deep shade of red.

“Mammon,” Lucifer warns, smoothing Leviathan’s hair as Mammon shrinks under his disapproving gaze. Though Lucifer’s expression softens, the eldest regarding Leviathan with a smile—genuine, sweet—bringing back faraway memories. A brother’s love, strong and true, and the unmistakable twinkle of pride unbidden in those eyes, the same eyes that watched over him in the Celestial realm and never stopped here in the Devildom. His heart swells with emotion, overwhelming but not unwelcome, the Avatar of Pride chuckling as arms wrap firmly around his waist, and Leviathan cries into his embrace.

In this moment, he’s a fledgling again, Lucifer’s arms and wings encircling and protecting him from the world. He’s loved, safe, all his worries melting away.

Until embarrassment gets the best of him, and Leviathan is very aware of himself and how his skin burns, quickly pulling back and averting his tearful gaze. Thankfully, his brothers allow him this, an unspoken understanding passing between them that lessens the tension, and he’s beyond grateful when Lucifer takes it upon himself to straighten his tie, voice filling the silence, “This is meant to be one of the happiest days of your life, is it not?”

“Y-yes!” Leviathan says without hesitance, still in awe you accepted his proposal. He recalls that night with utmost clarity, certain you’re standing in front of him now, eyes glistening with tears, and your smile so bright and beautiful he believes he’s ascended to the Celestial realm. Once he thought marriage a fantasy, uninteresting and unbecoming of an otaku such as himself, but you changed his mind—you changed his life. “But . . .”

“Stop right there! I know what’s goin through that head of yours, and it’s not true.” Mammon pinches Leviathan’s cheek, laughing heartily despite his brother’s murderous glare. “Who can resist my adorable lil brother, eh?”

“Mammon is correct.” Lucifer agrees. “What is it you say . . . believe in me who believes in you, yes?”

Leviathan’s mouth opens, but no words come out, caught in his throat. Instead, he sniffles, grateful tears rolling down his cheeks and snot streaming from his nose.

“Gross,” Mammon mutters. “I mean . . .” he improvises after Lucifer fixes him with an angry stare, clapping Leviathan on the back. “Ya look like a million Grimm!”

“Honestly . . .” Lucifer sighs. “Come now, Mammon.”

A wave of anxiety crashes over Leviathan. “H-hey! Wait . . .”

“We’ll see you soon, Leviathan.” Lucifer gives his shoulder a reassuring squeeze, and Leviathan nods, watching his brothers leave, their words of encouragement still ringing in his ears and strengthening his resolve. The only one who doubts him is himself, envy warping the world around him to fit its narrative—dark, lonely, and bleak. Though you love everything about him he finds disgusting, supporting him and inspiring him to become the demon he is today, and the demon he hopes to be in the future; a future he envisions with you by his side.

“Levi,” he imagines you say, the sweetness of your voice causing his heart to flutter and heat to creep down his neck to pool in his chest. “Can I come in?”

“You!” he squawks, catching your gaze in the mirror as you peek your head into the room. “I-it’s r-r-really you!” Quickly, he covers his eyes. “I’m not supposed to see you before the wedding! I-I heard it’s bad luck.”

“That’s an old human superstition,” you reassure him. “I wanted to see you . . . but I can leave if you’re uncomfortable.”

“N-no, stay!” he shouts, and then softly, “Please.” You want to see him. Years passed since you first arrived in the Devildom, countless days spent together, ending with you in his tub, your bodies and souls entwined, hearts beating as one, yet he still can’t believe you want to see him—that you want to marry him—that you want him. Every morning he wakes he falls in love with you again and again and again and again, and now he feels not a spark but a flame, burning with such intensity he aches in longing.

Your eyes meet in the mirror, and Leviathan gasps, mesmerized by your reflection and how it glimmers in the moonlight spilling through the window. Slowly, he faces you, his heart skipping a beat as he basks in your glory, shameless in his staring. Your smile is angelic, expression shy but full of affection, glistening with unshed tears as you look upon him, admiring him in return. The moment is etched into his memory, carefully filed away for safekeeping, saved not once but twice—a third time for good measure. He’ll never forget this, how you shine brighter than any star in the sky, radiating warmth and love, ridding him of doubt and instilling him with confidence; his love for you far too great to ignore.

“You look amazing,” you whisper.

“You do too . . .” He swallows. “You’re beyond amazing! You’re heavenly. My heart may give out before I make it to the altar.” Your laugh is music to his ears, leaving him weak in the knees. “You used charm and it’s super effective!”

“Don’t worry, I’ve come prepared,” you say, kneeling before him and presenting a gift box elegantly wrapped in orange ribbon. “A gift for my dearest Lord of Shadow.”

“Y-you shouldn’t have,” he stammers, touch gentle as he takes the box in his hands, untying the ribbon with unsteady fingers. Placing the top on the vanity, he grins, wide and toothy, admiring the two custom gaming controllers inside. “These are . . .” There are no words to describe the emotions flowing through and sweeping over him, surging forward in sharp stuttering sobs. Player 1 is inscribed on one and Player 2 on the other, the date on both in a heartfelt reminder of what the day is to bring and will mean after all is said and done, your bond continuing to grow and flourish.

You wipe the tears from his eyes, cradling his face in your hands. “I thought we could put them to good use later.”

Setting the box aside, he gathers you in his arms, pulling you onto his lap to kiss you, tender but fervent, the bitterness of his tears overpowered by the sweetness of your lips. “Love you I do, marry you I will,” he murmurs, resting his forehead against your own and savoring the feel of your fingers in his hair and as they run over the base of the horns now crowning his head.

“I love you too,” you laugh, your breath hot on his skin, sending a delightful shiver down his spine that causes his tail to curl. And he knows, as you lean in to kiss him, he loves you, and you love him, and there’s nowhere else he wants to be, happy and at peace in your arms.

[the-garbanzo-annex-jr]

by Johan Fried

 B’nai Brith Canada has given notice to the University of Windsor that it will take actions to uphold students’ rights if they are impacted by the administration’s recent capitulation to the demands of radicals representing an anti-Israel encampment on campus.

In a letter sent Friday to Dr. Robert Gordon, the university’s president and vice-chancellor, B’nai Brith warned it would “leave no stone unturned” in scrutinizing the effects of the July 10 deal, and that a response could include legal actions at the Ontario Superior Court and Human Rights Tribunal.

“Make no mistake about it – this Agreement is an insult to all those who believe in the rule of law,” wrote Judy Foldes, B’nai Brith Canada’s Chief Operating Officer. “It is imperative that the university understand and appreciate how demonstrably problematic and discriminatory the Agreement is, the negative effects of which are enhanced by the university’s failure to consult with university and community stakeholders on the adverse impact.”

Among other things, the recent Agreement to end the illegal so-called “Windsor Liberation Zone,” which started May 13, mandates “anti-Palestinian racism” trainings and education for students, faculty, and staff. It also immunizes participants in the encampment from any future academic sanctions or disciplinary proceedings.

It is worth noting that the institution does not have a policy on antisemitism and that the Agreement omits any mention of Hamas’ brutal Oct. 7, 2023, terrorist attacks on Israel.

“The unbalanced concessions agreed to by the University of Windsor set a dangerous precedent and are unbecoming of a leading Canadian institution of higher education,” said Richard Robertson, B’nai Brith Canada’s Director of Research and Advocacy. “We urge President Gordon to seriously consider our letter and prevent this unreasonable deal from taking any form that is invidious to the rights of students and community stakeholders.”

[icelogged]

happy unbecoming by @vyva-melinkolya day to all who celebrate

[anartisticalniche]

Spoilers for the new episode

Okay, before getting into the new episode review, i wanna address something real quick, and I believe you all know what it is.

So before anyone asks, yes, I have been staying up to date on the drama situation.

Imma just say that what Glitch did is awful and very unbecoming of an Indie company for animation, and the employees did not deserve this kind of treatment.

However, this will not stop me from watching SMG4 as a show and draw fanarts of it.

Joining this fandom was the best decision I ever took, and I've meet so many wonderful people that inspired me so much during these past few months, taking me out of an art block and lack of inspiration to do art projects that I had ever since 2020.

So for me to just leave isn't really on my plans, at all, and I will keep doing what makes me happy, and I also have to thank SMG4 for it.

I will not obviously support Glitch by buying their merch, as I do believe they need to apologize for their awful behaviour towards those that didn't deserve this.

Once done that, and once they try to better themselves, I might try to rethink on my decision, but for now, this is my stance on it.

And now, onto the review!

This episode made me had a stupid silly grin the entire time ajhjhsjhds

like, I love how this was Luke and James just hanging out and messing around, and then they went: "This could totally be a video lol we should do that in universe-"

So we get SMG4 and 3 hanging out and playfully arguing with each other on their opinions on their friends and what kind of places theyd have on a power tier list XD

The just giggled like idiots and argued, but this has to be the most playful and friendly approach they had in a while, ever since the WOTFI 2023.

They weren't at each others throats, and it was a breath of fresh air, and a way to show how these two interact when theyre cool with each other

Now you're gonna say: "But this was Luke and James interacting, its not similar to how Three and Four interact. So this is just them using the characters to rappresent themselves."

And my answer to that is that no, it isnt.

You could think of it as a meta way of the guys interacting, but including in universe scenes and voice acting at the beginning and end of the video, makes it so that this is something that Four and Three would do, as friends.

Their relationship is growing more and more, and its a clear sign that these many episodes with these two as protagonists makes it so that its hinting at the next short arc being focused on them.

Now I dont know if it could be a good or a bad sign, but it is a sign nonetheless.

And i cant wait to see what it could develop into.

[manias-wordcount]

Unkind (Hibana)

Kinktober 2023 Day Fifteen: Humiliation

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

You don’t even know what you did to begin with. You don’t know why you. You don’t know why now. And most of all? 

  You don’t even know how to make it out of this mess with your sanity still intact. 

  But what were you expecting? Seriously, what were you expecting? This is Captain Hibana you’re talking about. When is she not this way? When is she normal? Or merciful? Or understanding? Or anything?

  And when is she ever kind to anyone? To you.

  Because one minute, you’re sitting at your desk. A dark, dark room with only one window in the paperwork filing office. Knee-deep in some paperwork that one of your crewmates pushed off to you at the very last minute. You were supposed to be on break hours ago. You were supposed to be cuddled up in your cot taking a nap or in the mess hall- finally getting something to eat after hours and hours of taking care of all the work that was pushed in front of you by seemingly any and everyone.

  The next minute, the door to the office shoots open with a loud, startling bang that made you jump. Why? Simple. Because Captain Hibana came looking for you. And you had no time to greet her as she searched the room for you and snatched up your wrist. You had no time to protest or to question her as she dragged you up and out of your seat and pulled you down the hall. Grumbling and muttering to herself the entire way. And even now- your questions remain unanswered. Your mind still remains curious. But you can’t question your superiors. You just can’t. So there’s very little you can do. There’s very little you want to do. 

  Especially since she now has you bend over the conference table with your skirt flipped up and a strap stuffed in your hole in front of the entirety of Company Five’s executive board.

  “Mmm…” It’s hard for you to completely hold in your moans of soft pleasure. But every little sound you make turns the attention back onto you. Oh- who are you kidding? The attention was always on you. From the very second Captain Hibana had you barge into such an important meeting. From the very moment, she had you stepping out of your panties and dropping them in her hand. Confiscating them from you. While you could do nothing but let her guide you by the hips as she got you in the position she wanted you in. Back arched. Facing the table and board room full of people. Head back. Eyes forward. Mouth shut. “Ahh~”

  And a hole open nice and wide for Lady Hibana to do whatever the hell she wanted with it. 

  You and Captain Hibana always had a little bit of an odd relationship. But you always chalked it up to her being an eccentric woman. Sure, she was always the first person to give you a compliment about your appearance. But she was always so critical of your work. And sure, she may have touched you over your clothes in a few places that are…unbecoming of a Captain and one of her crewmates. But she was the first to chew you out whenever you got something wrong or didn’t carry out something perfectly. But when work was said and done, she had moments when she was kind to you. So, so kind.

  But this? This isn’t kind.

  This is forcing you to take as much of the eight-inch strap-on as you can handle. This carding her fingers through your hair and grabbing a fist full to make you take even more than you can handle of it. Still is stretching your poor, just barely prepared pussy, so stretch around something so thick and so hard that just makes you so, so, so full. This is to tell you that it’ll be over soon. Once the meeting is done. Once she thinks you’ve had enough. Once you’ve learned your lesson. What lesson are you learning though? You don’t know. You just don’t know. So you do the only thing you can do: You shut up.

  “Mm…ah~!”

  And you take it like a good girl.

  But it’s not that easy. It’s not that simple. Because it’s not just you and your Captain. It’s you, and her, and your panties in her jacket pocket and a room full of people who are your superiors. It’s more than embarrassing that they’re watching you getting fucked like this. It’s mortifying. Their silence. There stares. Their very presence. It makes your blood run hot. It makes your breathing grow heavy. And somehow it makes your cunny even wetter than before. Knowing that they’re watching you. Knowing that there’s nothing to do but to sit and listen to this stupid meeting or just watch you get fucked so openly.

  And so, currently, you’re doing anything and everything to distract yourself. You’re trying to think about all the work you still have to get done instead of letting your eyes wander to your lieutenant and focusing on how he’s never once stopped looking at your lips- especially as you moan. You’re trying to think about what you’re going to eat after this instead of looking at the company’s Head engineer and how he hasn’t stopped biting at his lips and sneaking glances in your direction whenever he thinks you’re not looking. You’re trying to think about how the dark, cool wood of the table is digging into your skin rather than letting yourself arrive at the proper conclusion behind why the company’s Head Scientist is moving their hand like that just out of view and under the table. You’re trying to think about anything. Everything. 

  “Ohh…mm…”

  Except the feeling of slow and steady pleasure overwhelming you completely.

  “Now, as I was saying…” From behind you, Captain Hibana remarks steadily, cutting off your wanton moans completely. As if she’s not slowly rocking her hips and rolling the strap into you. Your face flushes in embarrassment as every little movement your Captain causes your pussy to let out wet, loud, lewd sounds that signify just how receptive you are to this type of treatment. But almost as if she can understand your feelings. Almost as if she can understand truly just how compromising of a position she put you in, she places a hand on your lower back- just where your ass begins. It’s a gentle touch. Soft. Sweet almost. And for a second, you felt like this moment was something other than a divine punishment. For a second, you felt like this situation could be salvaged. That you could be saved. That she who put you in this mess could save you. But…this is Captain- no, this is Princess Hibana we’re talking about.  “...before the company slut had to go about her whining.”

    So why would you ever believe that a Princess such as her could ever be kind to someone like you?

[gold-rhine]

Guili Plains: the sitcom

In which Cloud Retainer forces Morax to choose superior invention at gun point and he chooses a gun, Yaksha siblings have to deploy Xiao’s secret power while being caught between a rock and a dust goddess, and Guizhong invents a music machine which can bring tears even to the eyes of Lord of Geo.

Characters: Morax, Guizhong, Cloud Retainer, Xiao, Bosacius, Bonanus, Indarias, Menogias

Warnings: none, safe for view, Morax and Guizhong could be read as either platonic or married for 300 years. 2023 Lantern Rite spoilers I guess?

Kinda part 2 of this fic , but can be read as stand alone. Pure fluff and comedy.

..... I .....

“Ah,” Morax said, very carefully and prepared himself for the tough conversation when he saw his two friends this evening. He knew a storm approaching even before the thunder hit. “And to what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I don’t have anything to say about the farce she proposes,” Guizhong said in a tone that suggested she actually had quite a lot to say.

Cloud Retainer ignored this statement, but her eye twitched.

“We seek your council to use your authority as our arbiter to resolve the argument of whose mechanical creation is more superior.”

“You do,” Guizhong said immediately. “I do not. I *know* I’m better.”

Morax blinked, slowly considering his next words.

“Did it not occur to you that I… uh, am not so well versed in the art of engineering as both of you are?”

“Yes, that’s the entire point of her bringing in an ignorant layman as an authority,” Guizhong said. “She plans to impress, no, to *bamboozle* you with the unnecessary complexity of her plans, so that you’ll naively name her the best engineer.” 

“One thinks that Rex Lapis, as the most spiritually in touch with our nation, should be the one to realize which invention connects to it’s traditions.”

Morax blinked again.

“You’re doing your lizard thing,” Guizhong said. “With the slow, but repetitive blinking, not with the tail. You’re stressing him out, Cloud Retainer.”

He was too sober for this.

“Ladies, would you like to have a refreshment drink?” he said, walking up to a table with a wine decanter and filling up the cups.

“Sure,” said Guizhong. “I’ve been too sober for this for at least the last hour.”

Cloud Retainer squinted at him and said, “One might prefer to excuse herself from the festivities.”

“Oh, are you still not over his square cups?” Guizhong said, picking hers up and rolling her eyes. “Come on!”

“One just thinks that it is highly unusual to...“ Cloud Retainer glanced at him, cut herself off with a fake cough, fixed her glasses and continued. “It bears no importance. But back to the matter, allow one to introduce you to one’s humble invention, which represents a pinnacle of form and function that a loom can ever achieve...“

She was unrolling the scrolls with design on the table while Guizhong elbowed Morax and whispered conspiratorially “Psst. I have snacks. Do you want me to bring them out so you can pull out square plates too?”

“Is it Mora meat?” he asked back in a same hushed voice.

“Yeah.”

“No. This pettiness would be unbecoming of us.”

Guizhong narrowed her eyes, “You just don’t want me to eat my lowly mora meat with your fancy wine. You know what, you deserve her snobbery for your snobbery.”

“... And this is why it’s obvious that intricacy of one’s design is clearly superior to ballista's simpleton construction,“ Cloud Retainer was gesturing at her scrolls. “Though for the sake of fairness we should give Guizhong opportunity to present herself.“

“No need, I’ve heard quite a lot about it,“ Morax said and Guizhong huffed. She downed her wine in one gulp like a shot (Morax winced) and stepped up to Cloud Retainer.

“You know what’s your problem? You fundamentally misunderstand the true purpose of engineering. You think you’re better by the virtue of making your designs so complex and intricate that no one can repeat them, but it is in fact the opposite. Good engineering is about perfecting and simplifying the design until it can be easily used, maintained, replicated or upgraded by others. My ballista is so simplified on purpose, so that even someone untrained like him”, Guizhong pointed at Morax, who almost choked on the wine he was sipping, “would be able to fix and use it if needed with the minimal information he’s got from listening to me rumble. We make these machines for the PEOPLE, Cloud Retainer, not for bragging about how unique and intricate you can make your gears.“

Cloud Retainer pursed her lips and said, ice cold and glaring daggers over the edge of her glasses.

“One believes we’ve heard enough. It is time for you to name the winner, Lord Morax.“

“Oh, just name her and let’s be done with it. I don’t know why I’m wasting my time trying to explain the ethos of good design while all this arrogant bird wants is a meaningless stroke to her ego.“

Morax finished his wine, put the square cup down carefully and met Cloud Retainer’s eyes.

“If you demand me to choose, I will have to choose ballista.“

“What? Preposterous!“

“Yeah, of course he chose right winner for the wrong reasons.“

“We’re at war, Cloud Retainer,“ he said calmly. “Obviously, our nation would presently benefit more from a weapon than a loom. I don’t know what you expected me to do.“

“One expected you to have a better judgement, but perhaps one was mistaken indeed.“

Morax took a deep breath.

“Would you like some snacks?“ he finally said pleasantly and conjured a square plate.

..... II .....

“So, what is so urgent that we’ve been summoned for?“

Bosacius held up all four of his arms in a shrug in answer to Menogias, who just joined a group and tried to keep with a quick pace, but look dignified at the same time.

“Would’ve told you already if I knew. I was only told to assemble everyone and get to Rex Lapis’ tent as quickly as possible.“

“Was there an invasion?“ Bonanus speculated, tucking a strain of blue hair behind her horns in a worry. “Why else would Lord Morax need all of us at once?“

“A couple of us would be enough to handle a simple conflict on the borders. No, it must be a new hostile god at least!” Indarias said. “Ah, I hope he’s flammable, I’m tired of the wet aquatic freaks that you can’t even set on fire.” 

Alatus pursed his lips and shot Indarias a disapproving glare. ”Our duty is no laughing matter.”

She chuckled and ruffled his hair. “Oh, cheer up, little one, it wouldn’t kill you to have some fun once in a while.”

Alatus bristled in indignation, but before he could answer, they’ve reached the tent and muffled sounds of heated argument from within stopped any attempt at bickering. Everyone looked at Bosacius. He sighed and stepped first inside of the tent.

“... solutely ridiculous and I would not stand for you treating me like I’m some helpless useless... What is that?“

Guizhong and Morax turned when Bosacius appeared. He gave a ceremonial bow, looking pointedly away.

“My Lord. My Lady.“

The rest of yakshas entered the tent and stood in what was less of a military line and more of a group huddled behind Bosacius wide back.

“Generals,“ Morax said calmly. “You are to follow lady Guizhong on her mission and ensure her safety.“

“Oh, for fuck’s sake... All five of them?! I’m going on a scouting trip, not to declare a war!“

“You’re going into what is basically a hostile territory, hence even the need for ballista there.“

“So? I can take care of myself, I don’t need five yaksha generals babysitting me. They can do something more important.“

“Your safety is of the outmost importance.“

“You are so stubborn about the stupidest things sometimes! General, you have to agree that escort of all yakshas at once is a dumbass idea?”

Bosacius startled, being suddenly put on the spot. Bonanus made a squeaky noise behind his back. Menogias grunted, Indarias fire crackled in agitation. He could feel the stares of all of them at the back of his head. Bosacius looked from indignant Guizhong to Morax, who did not look like he was open to criticism.

“My Lady,“ he said diplomatically. “We yakshas are a simple folk, born for battles. We are soldiers, give us orders and we will fight to death, but I certainly could not hope to give any valuable input into your strategizing decisions.“

Yakshas behind his back breathed out in unison.

“Wow, you really are turning into a tyrant,“ Guizhong said to Morax, who raised an eyebrow in a expression that usually stopped all arguing, but she proceeded without missing a beat. “Even your strongest generals are afraid to voice their opinion.”

“Enough! I’m leaving and i’m leaving *alone*,“ she turned to yakshas and gave them a narrowed look. “And if someone tried to follow me, I would like them to consider that being crushed by a stone spear is a quick and easy death, but dying from chocking on dust is a very slow and painful torture.“

She stormed out of tent. Bosacius looked at Morax.

“Follow her,“ the geo lord said calmly. Bonanus squeaked urgently, Menogias rumbled and elbowed Bosacius.

“Um,“  Bosacius said. “As my Lord commands. I would just like to mention that it might be hard for us to ensure Lady’s safety while choking on dust.“

“Follow her stealthily,“ Morax said after a pause.

“Um,” Bosacius started saying. Morax folded his arms and narrowed his eyes.

“Sure,” Bosacius said quickly. “Of course. Stealth is my middle name. I’m barely noticeable in broad daylight.” 

“Ugh, I HATE being caught in the middle of family scandals!“ Indarias grumbled when they all got out of tent.

“Don’t disrespect our Lord,“ Alatus said with a frown and had to dodge hair ruffling again.

“You’re lucky you’re so adorable, you tiny killjoy.“

“We could’ve maybe got out of it if it wasn’t for the incredible eloquence of  Bosacius. “UM,“ Menogias mimicked mockingly.

“Well I didn’t hear any of your famed eloquence at all.“

“I simply respected your right to speak as our supposed leader.”

“Oh, so you respect my right as a leader when it’s time to argue with Rex Lapis, but won’t stop backtalking for the rest of...“

“Guys, guys, we need to do something,“ Bonanus said, fidgeting with her arms. “We’re going to lose her if we waste any more time.“

“You’re right. Ugh, what to do...“ he turned to the anemo yaksha. “Alatus! You’re going first, because you’re the most... stealthy. We’ll follow closely.”

Smaller yaksha stepped up and nodded solemnly, but Bonanus moved to hug him protectively.

“What? No, we can’t endanger our little brother!“

“No, no, he’s right,“ Indarias said. “Guizhong won’t hurt him, he’s too small and cute!“

“Am not!“

“So this is your genius plan?“ Menogias folded his arms, lip curled sarcastically. “To rely on Alatus’ cuteness?“

“I am stealthy!“

“Well, we need SOME plan. I’d ask you for ideas, but we don’t have time to wait until you design all of us camouflage outfits.“

Girls gasped and looked at the geo yaksha. Menogias snarled and pointed his finger at Bosacius.

“I wouldn’t rely on you wearing shirt ever, you barbaric...“

“Boys!“

..... III .....

It was a beautiful summer day and Morax was sunbathing in his original dragon form. He enjoyed his humanoid shapes just fine, but nothing could beat the sensation of scales of a cold-blooded creature literally absorbing sunlight.

Everything was perfect. The wind was rustling in tall grass and carrying faint smell of glaze lilies, the sky was of that deepest dark blue color that it only gets on July middays with no shred of clouds in sight, birds were chirping, Guizhong was sitting next to him, leaning against his side and fussing with her latest project. She would mutter under her breath things like “soulless music... I’ll show her soulless music...” or “elitist conservative snobs...” or sometimes move his tail to get to one of her wrenches or scrolls, but he was used to this and so it didn’t deter him from slowly dazing off. 

He was almost completely asleep when the loudest most agonizing noise startled him awake. It was the worst sound he’s ever heard in all thousands of years he’s lived, it somehow combined mechanical screeching, excruciating wheeze of nails dragged on glass and also deep low reverberating bong.

He flew up, ready to end the misery of whatever abomination was making this wail, but the horizon was clear. The sound stopped as abruptly as it started.

“It worked!“ Guizhong yelled excitedly from the ground.

“What worked?“

“My bell!“ she presented what indeed looked like a metallic bell, beaming proudly. Morax blinked and carefully landed next to her.

“You mean you made a thing that makes *this sound*... on purpose? Are you inventing torture devices now?“

“No, don’t be silly! It will be an instrument that will be able to compose and perform beautiful music! Eventually. Of course it needs work first, I will be tuning it in, but the important breakthrough is that it can make sounds by itself!“

Morax blinked and shrugged, which in his current form looked like a ripple, started curling back into position he had before he was so rudely woken up, and then froze in the middle of a movement, glancing at Guizhong sharply.

“For how long will it keep making these kinds of noises before it can play beautiful music?“

She opened her mouth, closed it, chewed on her lip with her eyes darting.

“Oh well, you know, it’s hard to say exactly... Oh! Do you maybe want some wine?”

“I will have to ban this, for the safety of the nation. And perhaps, the entirety of  Teyvat.”

“It won’t be *that long*, come on! Do you want snacks with that wine? I’ve got some fancy snacks, not just mora meat!” 

“They locked the knowledge of less torturous weapons in the abyss, Guizhong.“

“Ah, come on, don’t be melodramatic, drink your wine, it will be fiiiiine“

[sasoriweek]

Sasori Week 2023 Masterlist

Ships:

Sasori / Deidara

Sasori / Ino

Sasori / Konan

Sasori / Sakura

Sasori / Sakura / Kakashi

Sasori / Sandaime

Prompts:

Day 1 - Preservation / Fear

Art mayskalih KawaiiVictory poissonchan lycheelune spinningdials Warushka Hallous Fic The Puppet House - glayceuzumakiken tell me about eternity (just one more time) - mangofresca Consumption - yaoimongerer To Fear - lycheelune Surface Tension - m-jeevas The Sun Gives Life (to Everything but Us) - stargliders

Day 2 - Truth / Trapped

Art poissonchan: 1 & 2 mayskalih coloriza KawaiiVictory lycheelune Fic The Haunt of Truth - lycheelune Trapped Here With You - konekotaichou Unbecoming - yaoimongerer "There is a dinosaur outside my window. I'm watching it as I write this." - mangofresca The Waiting Room - queercodedvillains Tell the Truth (Or I'll Tell It for You) - twofortea

Day 3 - Time / Kazekage

Art spinningdials mayskalih KawaiiVictory Fic Repetition - mangofresca Tactical - yaoimongerer

Day 4 - Enemy / Love

Art coloriza KawaiiVictory poissonchan mayskalih lycheelune Fic Sasori, loved - lycheelune My Love Is The Killing Kind - Renaerys Crazy in Love - konekotaichou Observed Changes - yaoimongerer The Sweetest Sting - stargliders

Day 5 - Partners / Fantasy

Art mayskalih KawaiiVictory poissonchan Fic The Price of Ambition - konekotaichou There Is a Light - yaoimongerer Twin Primes - mangofresca

Day 6 - Criminals / Family

Art aprito mayskalih poissonchan Fic My Sleep Is Narrow - yaoimongerer Dinner Disaster (Or Is It?) - konekotaichou Tell me about eternity (just one more time) - mangofresca

Day 7 - Beauty / Death

Art mayskalih Fic My Love is Your Death - konekotaichou So many shades of white, so many shades of pale - yaoimongerer Ship of Theseus - mangofresca Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep - lightweaving

Art | Fic

Sasori Week 2023

[srbachchan]

DAY 5461

Jalsa, Mumbai              Jan 27,  2023               Fri 11 : 55 PM

The provider provides .. the receiver receives .. and existence lives ..

ne’er is the provider looked upon with disdain and relentless unbecoming nature in the ultimate receiving .. he gives all to the all , for the happiness and existence of the all .. in prayer and remembrance it is the expected obeisance .. 

dis respect that and the distance of receiving from the giver shall recede into oblivion .. remorse yes after the matter , but when it reaches a standard of tolerance unbeknownst .. it shatters all the dignity reliance benefit expounded in liberal acquitted performance .. 

the mind be of crushed earth in the muddy climes of that which is washed away , despite gallons of the elixir of youth and the grape .. climbing plant .. to some .. planted , climbed upon and relished without fear of the inferior outcome ..

Inferior .. !

Ah .. such a descriptive word and expression .. known to some , unknown to the many masses that fear not its presence in them .. for they must unknowingly be in protection of of it by exhibiting the opposite .. the SUPERIOR .. in deliberation .. and there by the heavenly error of its repercussion  .. 

Sadly the subject be not of value or in the presence of its, quality .. and they live in its glory , if glory it be called , to such perfection , that in time they become the victims of the slayer prototype .. 

In silence then of the quest for its execution .. by sword or knife or the axed guillotine  .. cheered by the mass that remains mute witness to the deed of avoidable instincts .. 

I do because I do .. 

Amitabh Bachchan