#(<literally just one line but stil)

[sobeksewerrat]

HYPERANALYZING/ SCREAMING ABOUT EP.3 COZ IT IS MY FAVOURITE AND I AM REWATCHING IT LET'S GOOOO

Disclaimer: this post is literally just me talking about how much I kin Milly and technically a combined liveblog

Oh look it's one of Taylor's bullies from BWBL!!

Also, what the music freak is this shitty pop song playing in the back ground man I'm-

Why is the school nurse running around like that-

Gotta love how everyone just rushes over to see Milly fight, and that Jake knows exactly who they're talking about (even though they've been friends for like 2 weeks). Really shows how much of a negative-ish reputation Milly has (relatable man)

Fuck Miss Jones man she sucks she can't even break off a fight who hired this bitch.

I really like the fight scene, Luke's animation is kinda wonky but I really miss seeing Kurie's animation!! I really miss the old GL episodes, they were just so much more well-written, and the amount of editing done by Rosy in them is really underrated like they seriously look so good considering how limited GL was.

God, seeing Milly fight for something Zoey stole is really fucking relatable. Like, my bullies always steal my books, my sketchbooks, my pencil case..etc. and I always get in trouble when I try to wrestle them for it. Like, I get yelled at and keep getting told "You're a girl you shouldn't be fighting with anybody!" and all they get for pushing me over the edge is a slap on the wrist, schools are really unfair (and then adults wonder why we don't talk to them about shit).

Dear Rosy Jake is so pathetic he literally gets thrown away by just a punch I'm-

Fuck you Luke

Zoey calling Milly an animal is um, weird, to say the least.

Um, side note, I really forgot how weird Henriam were in the first few episodes- like you could see the basis of their characters as we know them now being established but it's still so weird seeing them like this (also Henry is almost Liam's height in GL which makes me want to die)

Imma just skip over the Miss Jones scene I practically said everything I have to say but before that Drew was too much of a dick in this episode in an unlikeable way like THANK GOD he's barely in this one and seeing Lia flirting with Jake feels very wrong for some reason. Still love her GL outfit though <33

Wow Hailey I am so glad to know you care more about the competition than Milly <444/sarcasm

FUCKING HYPOCRITE- (jk I love GL era Hailey <44)

Seeing the club pressuring Milly to talk speaks to me on a weirdly personal level. Everyone wants me to talk about my feelings, but have you ever considered that I don't want to talk about them? That I am still not comfortable enough to let you in? To let you see that I am vulnerable? To actually confront the fact that I am not okay? I know the music club and the ppl ik irl genuinely mean well, but sometimes people aren't willing to talk, and you should respect that. Sometimes, just being there to keep us company and not judge us is enough, yk?

Side note: can really relate to Milly's reflex of hitting people when they get too close, I literally have to stop myself from punching my own mother whenever she grabs my arm or something I fucking hate being touched and I like the nice detail of Zander smiling when he found out who punched Jake.

Honestly, fuck Zander man. I joked about Hailey not caring about Milly's feelings, about Zander straight up doesn't care.

He is a straight up reminder of my one of my bullies and all the adults in my life. Fuck you Zander.

"Does the band mean nothing to you?"

DO MILLY'S FEELINGS MEAN NOTHING TO YOU ZANDER?!?

[Cries in this is super relatable]

"Great...she's on a rampage again"

Um...so, the girl being on the verge of a breakdown and being understandably angry at her bullies and her friends being extremely inconsiderate is considered being on a rampage? Damn, Sean, why do people even like you man.

So...you WANT to have control over her?? Idk man I am really mad at zander rn

"We can deal with whatever's bothering you, together!"

"Milly, I'm worried about you."

I already elaborated on this point but I just want to talk about how much I love Hailey in the first 4 episodes she was literally an awesome queen what happened to her 😭

God I love Redemption so fucking much it is literally the best song and musical scene in TMF /gen

Love the foreshadowing to Lia's redemption in the scene where they're bullying Milly btw, Rosy is awesome when it comes to subtlety (that is how you spell it right-?)

"🎵But you keep trying to get too close🎵"

Literally on the verge of tears this song (and whole episode tbh) hits way too close to home/gen (i feel like I have to keep clarifying how genuine I bcuz I don't think people realize how emotional this gacha series can make me)

"🎵Saved myself by turning into stone🎵"

[In tears] I swear people really underestimate how fucked up someone's psyche can be when they're all cheery and hyper. Media has made us believe that people who bottle up emotions are all cold and depressed but really the most cheerful people you knew tend to be the most depressed. The only other major examples from my fandoms that fit this category that I can think of are KEL from Omori and Kokichi form Dangan, but I feel like KEL fits this statement more that Ouma tbh

"🎵So save your judgement 'cause you just don't know🎵"

REAL. AND THE CAMERA PANNING TO ZANDER WAS JUST *chef's kiss* I SWEAR ROSY IS REALLY GOOD AT SHOWING EMOTION.

"🎵And they keep coming like moth to flame🎵"

People want a reaction. Adults keep telling you to just ignore the bullies and they'll go away, but they never will because they KNOW they're getting under your skin and they'll continue teasing you till you snap and they'll only stop when it's already too fucking late.

"🎵Redemption never came🎵"

This. This line is perfect and it is the perfect ending to the song. People are so quick to judge and tell you you need to change but they never stop to get to know the real you, they never stop to actually help you change, and you'll always be the villain in the end.

"Milly seems really important to these guys"

YA THINK?!?!

"I'm missing chunks of my hair because of her!"

Zoey please marry me 💖

"They must be talking about Milly..."

Yeah, no shit, Sherlock

"I can't believe she has a crush on that nerd!"

Me neither, Zoey, Milly is wayyyy above his league.

"You...blackmailed your friend for me?"

Also, being bullied for a crush is soo real. Like, I am aroace so I wasn't bullied for HAVING a crush, I was bullied for being a "pick me" because I just so happened to be close friends with a guy and they were all accusing us of dating (this is like a big deal here since dating is very frowned upon, especially for AFABs; so they KNEW they were gonna tank my reputation and ruin my life basically. I can't tell you the amount of teachers who would look at me weird when I talked to my guy friends)- anyways this barely has anything to do with Milly or tmf but this is my blog I do whatever

[EDIT: A WHOLE CHUNK OF THE RANT WAS DELETED?? I AM REWRITING IT NOW]

"Y'know, what? I think I might go see what Drew's up to, I've yet to tell him about how I saw you with your sugar daddy last weekend"

This was the moment I started hating Jake. I didn't like him before, but I started loathing him at that moment.

I have been cheated on before, and if my friends knew and didn't tell me I would have killed them.

"But drew wouldn't have believed him!" Well, he believed him in ep 10, didn't he? And Henriam would have been there to back him up anyways.

Another question I have regarding this is how on earth did he blackmail her?! Liek he didn't have a photo or anything.

AND WHY ISNT HE CONCERNED ABOUT ZOEY GOIGN OUT WITH AN ADULT!??!

"Aw, you two looked very cozy together"

His tone reminds me of my abuser and I don't like. It has nothing to do with the essay, but I wanted to point it out. It really got under my skin.

"Just...please don't tell Drew about what you saw"

Is ti just me or does she seem genuinely sad?? Like her conscience is tormenting her?? Idk man maybe I am just reading into this way too much but- [pulls out ancient tmf theories about Zoey being forced into this by sb and actually being in love with Drew]

"I can't believe those girls, snooping into people's diaries like that"

And you can believe Jake blackmailing Zoey?? I get you're still salty about Lia but cmon Hailey give the man some consequences

[INSERT DEAN SCENE HERE]

MR.BROOOOOOOOOOOM

GOD HER TONE IS JUST- LIKE, SHE'S UNCERTAIN ABOUT JAKE'S METHOD [PROBABLY] BUT SHE CANT BELIEVE SOMEBODY CARES ABOUT HER THAT MUCH OH MY- SOMEBODY GIVE HER A HUG PLEASE SHE NEEDS IT

I SWEAR IF I SEE SOMEBODY ELSE CALL HER CARDBOARD LIEK THE ANON DID I WILL KILL YHEM

"Um...well, when you put it like that-"

Jesus Christ this man doesn't even realize what he did.

That final interaction with Milly and Jake where they reflect on the whole thing is just- beautiful, awesome, fantastic. It's really sweet and I love seeing Milly finally being comfortable enough to talk about her feelings (even if she isn't being too specific or conveying all of her feelings)

Why does Elliot look like that.

Milly why do you like this guy.

Anyways, I love the sound effects Rosy used to add whenever people would blush, I miss it (iirc it isn't in any of the new ep)

GOD I MISSED HE INTRO/OUTRO SONG SO MUCH NOSTALGIA-

Anyways, I love this episode, this is peak TMF and it makes me angry to see how Milly was reduced to comic relief in the end.

I would write a proper conclusion but I am too fucking lazy

Bye freaks

#the music freaks #tmf #sobek rants #freakblr #rosyblr #freakblr/rosyblr #tmf milly #milly tmf #tw abuse mention #(<literally just one line but stil)

[kendallroygf]

One thing that goes crazy is those distant screaming calls for help you can hear in the background of off to the races. Like the whole basic premise is this lolita inspired dynamic between this young lonely girl and this much older man where she swears that nobody else in the world would even have her except for him and this in itself is a feat because she’s ‘crass’ and has a ‘broke down life’ etc and the whole thing is entrenched in denial. He loves her in spite of all these things wrong with her, all he asks is that she does what he wants, he’s like an omnipresent figure for her - watches her in the bathroom, getting dressed etc. and the almost hyperbolic way she describes herself smitten with him and how she believes she needs him, she’s nothing without him, the dependency borders on the paternal. It’s not that she’s unable to leave it’s that she believes she has nowhere else to go, he’s made it so she’s so enmeshed that she simply thinks she could not survive without him. he’s ‘saving’ her from herself and she’s in even more debt to him for it (sorry that im misbehaving!!!) and imo she’s almost a parody of herself bc she doubles down on this narrative that’s she’s a seductress and insane and crazy and she needs looking after by this mature older man when in reality she’s so troubled, under constant observation but she twists it so it’s like she’s running away to be caught by him rather than to escape. And in the end her calls for help can barely be heard under the passionate repetition that he’s her one true love

#plus lana’s voice going higher during the chorus as if she’s making her self sound more youthful and childish compared to ‘says it sounds #like heaven to him’ which is so sardonic and cry. almost as if she’s making fun of him. and the gimme those gold coins line. like it’s equa #*dry #in some way if she’s getting something out of it too. waving golden jewelry in her face buying her things etc #like the fire of my loins line is not misplaced at all bc this song is so obviously abt lolita. but it’s like. humbert humbert’s perspectiv #almost completely overshadowing dolores’ i.e the calls for help in the background . like soo much of it is based on lines and passages from #the book . she literally cried every night !!! . ‘you see she has absolutely nowhere else to go’ + i love you i’ll never leave you they #would rue the day i was alone without you. like it’s so obviously humberts perspective on himself and how dolores feels abt him. but #modernised in a way. like i fully believe lana knew what she doing with this one. her philosophy degree coming thru … #sorry for analysing and going crazy over a lana song do u stil think I’m sexy …. #but also! that’s why this song pertains so well to fucked up paternal dynamics this is why you see every sicko on this website use this son #like there’s so many layers to it. like sorry but if i think abt succession and breaking bad to this song no i don’t. there was a while #where i was like this is sooo pre s1 tomshiv also. but yeah lol #just.. SONG OF ALL TIME #.

[fixfoxnox]

I know they are not relevant at all in the story, but do you have and Alerudy headcanons or thoughts??? Just thought I’d expand the thought horizons a lil lol

YES I LOVE ALERUDY OML

Some NSFW here as well:

Husbands, I don't make the rules except I definitely do

Grew up together in Las Almas, became friends around like ten years old and just became attached at the hip

Rudy had a crush on Alejandro his entire life, like stars in his eyes for this man

He followed Alejandro into the military, joined because of him, stayed because of him, worked his ass off to be able to get transferred to his team

Alejandro fell for Rudy slowly, in all of the little things that he did. He doesn't realize that he's in love until after Rudy officially gets transferred to Los Vaqueros

Alejandro, once he knows he's in love, has literally no idea how to act around Rudy

I adore the headcanon that because Rudy has been dealing with his feelings for Alejandro for so long, he's figured out how to deal with them and hide them

Which includes him having one night stands (let the man fuck okay)

And now that Alejandro is paying attention fully and can see this??? Jealousy. Jealousy and heartbreak man. He keeps it to himself as best he can, but he can't help how snappy he gets when Rudy comes back from a day off with like hickeys on his neck or smthn

Alejandro and Valeria never dated, but the three were friends. They became friends in highschool

Valeria was never able to get transferred to the Vaqueros and was bitter about it, so they slowly grew apart

Not enough that when it was revealed that she was working with the cartel that the sting of betrayal didn't hit the two men hard.

It was fairly soon after Valeria's betrayal that the two got together. They needed the comfort from one another and being in such close proximity and seeing the other vulnerable and feeling the trust between them was enough for Alejandro to finally spill his feelings

They were married within a year (they're that couple lmao)

Rudy wears his wedding ring around his neck, tucked under his shirt so people can't see and connect the dots. Alejandro wears his on his hand.

If they're saying goodbye to each other in front of others and can't have a quick kiss, they'll look at each other and kiss their ring/ring finger instead

Its their way of kissing and saying "I love you" without actually saying it

They have a cute little farm house cottage type thing a few miles out from Las Almas, tucked away for privacy

They renovated it themselves over their honeymoon

Alejandro seems like the one who gets more jealous in the relationship, but thats just because he's bad at hiding it. The truth is that Rudy is the one who gets more jealous more often

He's just quiet and mean about it. Like if its a recruit he's driving them hard during training, giving them this blankly unimpressed look at everything they do

He can be sickly sweet while insulting someone and he's an absolute expert at disguising his insults, so people are left like "did that actually???"

Alejandro is whipped for this man, like absolutely head over heels, his eyes find him at all times, watching him when he's supposed to be paying attention type of thing

Rudy absolutely uses it to his advantage to get what he wants/tease Alejandro at random points

His favorite thing to do is pretend to wipe his sweat away with the bottom of his shirt, lifting it up to give the man just a flash of skin before going back to normal

Rudy has mastered the puppy dog eyes

Rudy is absolutely a power bottom

Either ordering Alejandro around while the man is fucking him or riding him while he has his hands tied to the bed

If Alejandro is in charge in the bedroom its because Rudy is letting him. If he gets too teasing/overzealous a simple raised eyebrow will put him back in line in a second

Alejandro is the cook in their relationship because Rudy burns any food he tries to make sjfjnfnfjf

When they were kids Rudy made Alejandro a friendship bracelet and Alejandro still has the bracelet attached to his keys. It literally still looks almost brand new because of how well he takes care of it

They both want dogs, but know that they can't have any unless they get a military dog

They've discussed it but Rudy always ends up crying because he hates the idea of a dog, especially a dog that would be theirs getting shot at

Then he gets upset at himself for being upset because if he wasn't so worried then they could give a dog a good home and help it

It usually ends with Alejandro having to hold him and distract him until he stops crying

When they're around others who don't know their relationship its little brushes against each other

When the 141 was there it was little brushes and touches. Ghost is the only member of the team who noticed, but he kept his mouth shut

Love the idea that Graves was lowkey into Rudy and Alejandro has steam coming from his ears anytime he saw them interact

Currently rebuilding their base and they have lots of "reminds me of our honeymoon" "oh my love" moments

They are the "I would die for him. I would kill for him" couple

#alejandro vargas #rodolfo parra #alejandro x rudy #alerudy #alejandro mw2 #rudy mw2 #thoughts with luke #you asked luke

[broadwayfangirl222]

Addict VS Poison

Now this this isn't gonna be a "Which is better" comparison, they're both awesome to me. Plus that kinda comparison feels kinda...boring and could easily turn mean. I wanted to focus on how while they basically tackle the same topics/themes, with the same character, they end up having this different vibe to them. Let's start with the OG

(FYI I'm not gonna use any of the animation in addict as part of this character analysis since the other one doesn't have that yet and that changes quite a bit here)

Addict:

I'd say a decent chunk of this song can be summarized as "denial and distraction" Not actual denial though, but the kind of denial where you're aware but you just really, really don't want to, or you can't, actually deal the issue so you just distract yourself.

Despite having overdosed / And ending up comatose / I don't give a damn / I've let my emotions go / Fuck being a sober hoe / This is the mantra / This is my life you're playing with now / 'Til the end of the night / Surrounded by fire, the passion ignites

Angel here is basically going "fuck it, we party" He's decided to fully block out the lows, no matter how bad those lows are, and only embrace the highs. He wants squeeze every last ounce of fun and enjoyment he can out of his horrible situation. The most obvious moment of Angel completely addressing his feelings and isn't hiding behind this care free party persona is the reprise

I'm addicted to the sorrow / When the buzz ends by tomorrow / There's another rush of poison flowing into my veins / Giving me a dose of pleasure that resides by the pain / I'm addicted, I'm dependent / Looking awesome, feeling helpless

He admits he's feeling helpless and hurting and struggling here. And I don't want to mispeak on a topic like this so if i'm off on this please feel free to correct me. But the more I read this reprise the more I feel like this reprise also is kind of an admittance to this being a form of self harm too.

Now Cherri adds an interesting element to this. Even without seeing the animation you do get the impression she's by his side, she's sees what he's going through and wants to support him. One of her lines is basically offering her friendship and help

So, come if you're feelin' brave, and fancy yourself a mate / You want it, I got it / See what you like? / We could have it all by the end of the night

Without the animation this part I can see Cherri literally reaching out her hand to Angel in this part. He isn't alone here. He has someone by his side. Someone he can share the fun with and someone to commiserate with. This fact kinda gives it this hopeful tone to it despite the more negative lyrics and implications in parts. The reprise has this too with him saying maybe the hotel won't be terrible. He has this tentative hope for the future here for the first time.

Poison:

This one right off the bat this song has this frustration to it. Frustration for his situation as a whole, frustration at Valentino for putting him through all this, frustration at himself for fully knowing this is all toxic and terrible for him but still "falling for it" anyway (even thought it's obviously not his fault.) Again just purely from the lyrics and tone, this version of Angel feels like he's long past that denial and distraction. He's not distracting himself anymore. Any shred of fun and enjoyment he could have from this is just long since dead. He's completely aware here: He knows that he's trapped in a toxic cycle, fully aware it'll absolutely kill him one day. Part of the chorus is flat out "YEAH I KNOW, (it's/you're) poison" but despite that awareness, he's still stuck in this 'cause of Valentino.

Any way you want me, baby / That's the way you got me, I'll be yours / My story's gonna end with me dead from your poison / I got so good at bein' untrue / I got so good at tellin' you what you wanna hear / I disassociate, disappear / Yeah, yeah, yeah

He still has to be whatever Valentino wants and tell him whatever he wants to hear. The lyrics explicitly sate he completely detaches and simply plays the part he's supposed to. At this point there's no more denying or masking the situation to himself. Angel just sees it as pure survival now.

It's also interesting to note that it's only Angel here. There's no Cherri, or anyone, by his side in this song. He's isolated and desperate and hurt here. It feels like he's more at the end of his rope and just so lost on what to do. This is such a low point for him and his (after) life and he clearly doesn't see any out.

TLDR: Addict has this vibe of Angel wanting to embrace the chaos, the vices, the fun so he doesn't have to think on the bad. And that there's this shred of hope for the future at the end, like it might be possible for him to get out of this. Meanwhile Poison is him fully aware of his situation. He's frustrated, hurt and desperate to get out of this toxic cycle of abuse but he doesn't see how so he's just doing anything and everything he can to survive

#this feels like such a basic analysis but i wanted to share #shut up me #might delete later #hazbin hotel #Hazbin hotel meta #meta #abuse mention #hope someone enjoys my ramblings #Spotify

[bagelsenjoyer14]

You mention that aziraphale gives crowley a tartan thermos and and gives him reasons to live in the 1967 scene for fear the crowley might off himself but then why would he say "you go to fast for me" knowing it would hurt crowley and potentially damage their relationship?

Okay so first off thanks for the ask anon! I had to read this several to think about how I would go about explaining (theorizing?) this. This might be a long one so buckle up everybody! (we wil also be discussing season 2 so if you don't want to read potential theories/spoilers, then please dont read)

First I feel we need to try to understand what Aziraphale meant when he said the infamous line:

When I first read the book, I didn't quite understand what Azi meant by this, and when I first watched the show in 2020 I didn't understand why he decided to talk about their relationship at that moment. It only took me a couple more rewatches and understanding of their characters to realize it's about their relationship but it isn't.

I feel like to uderstand this we need to look at both their characters: Crowley likes to move fast, not only while driving (which Aziraphale is pretending to discus here) but in his day to day life and decisions. We see this time and time again throughout their 6,000 years. Crowley changes his hair and his clothes all the time, he's with the times of humanity and adapts to their new ways and technology that we see no other celestial character can quite acomplish like him. And I think fundementally that boils down to the fact that Crowley gets bored! He gets bored of a hairstyle or style and so he just gets a new one, he gets tired of things and goes and creates mischief. I also think both his innate curiosity and boredom is part of the reason for his fall (he got bored and curious and started hanging out with the wrong people.) I've also noticed unlike Aziraphale who likes "calming" hobbies (which I'll touch on in a bit) Crowley doesnt. He doesn't sit and savor food, he usually only consumes liquids, which can usually be consumed quickly. The only slow hobby he does is sleep, but it seems he's very black and white about it; either sleeping for several years in a row or seemingly not sleeping or sleeping very little.

Aziraphale on the other hand is very old fashioned and likes to take things slow and 'smell the flowers'. He has had the same haircut SINCE THE BEGINNING OF LITERAL TIME! And rarley changes his outfits. He isn't very intune with humanities inventions and latest discoveries. And his hobbies consist of him sitting and enjoying his food bite by bite or sitting down to read a book. I also think Aziraphale is somewhat old fashioned in his thinking. In season one, one of his biggest faults was that he stil inherently wanted to belive that Heaven was fundementally good. We see this show in some of his conversations/arguements with Crowley in the early days where he puts what crowley does down to him just being a demon, and in the argument scene Azi stil cant get over the fact that they are angel and demon.

So what am I getting at? I'm trying to say that I think Azi has realzied their differences, and more specifically, he has figured out how easily Crowley gets bored, and I think at sometime between the 1940s church bombing and the 1967 scene, that he has started to worry that Crowley will eventually get bored of him, or more specifcally, if he was to want and try for a non platonic relationsip with Crowley, that he would get tired of it and move on to something else, leaving Azi who doesn't like change, absoloutely crushed. And I think the reason he's alluding to it when he's handing Crowley the holy water is because he's afraid Crowley has finally grew bored of life itself, and that's the reason he's asking for the holy water.

I also want to point out that the new 1940's scene could change this depending on what happens after the church bombing, but unless one of them tries to make a move (specifically Crowley) I don't understand why Azi would say Crowley is going to fast with their relationship in any other way ONLY.

I also don't think Azi was trying to hurt Crowley, I think it was just weighing heavily on his mind, and when Crowley offered him a ride, he just couldn't really hold the thought in any longer? You know what I mean? It has had at least 20 odd years to marinate in his mind.

Finally, I want to touch on Neil's "Aziraphale has started picking up the pace" line, and I believe this is refering to him coming to the realization that neither side is good, and what side their on should not limit them and their relatioship (like Crowley has discovered for ages now) and is starting to get bored of the way they've been treated and had to keep their friendship secret. Thus his sudden "I thought we carved this out for ourselves"

I hope this wasn't too long, and helped you understand in some way what I was trying to say!

#crowley #good omens #aziraphale #good omens season two #ineffable husbands #anthony janthony crowley #jim good omens #azirafell #anthony j crowley #aziracrow #good omens 2 #good omens crowley #good omens meta #go2 #aziraphale and crowley

[lucyandthepen]

last night on earth - i . | kdy

part ii, part iii

you soon find out that there are more dangerous things than the flesh-eating undead during a nationwide implosion. 

pairing: doyoung x reader verse: zombie apocalypse au rating: M for horror themes only ! genre/s: romance, horror/suspense warnings: brief but stil present mentions of and sometimes depictions of violence, mentions of and possible minor character death, language word count:  4.2k

author’s note: i have an unhealthy attachment to this fic and the plan i have for it so please don’t come for my neck !!!!!!!! i simply had to ;~;

It starts off at four in the afternoon with a series of emergency phone calls.

The first is a woman reporting an intruder in her house — nothing the department hasn’t handled before, and it just seems like an isolated criminal case, so they dispatch you and your partner, Youngho, to quickly investigate the situation. Even with Youngho’s less-than-lawful driving speed and his fulfilment of his desire to dramatically enter a house by kicking the door down when no one answers (because he’s always wanted to do that), you find the place lacking in commotion when you arrive. You don’t even have time to contemplate how eerily quiet the house is when both of your phones go off, and you hear the deputy chief’s voice, uncharacteristically ragged, yelling down your line.  

“You two better get your asses back to HQ,” he roars. Even with the volume of his voice, you can’t help but notice the phones ringing off the hook, trills constantly overlapping and being cut short by frantic co-workers answering them two at a time. “We’ve got emergency calls from all over the city, and now the mayor’s on the other line screaming at us to lock the whole city down.”

“A city lockdown?” You’re still expressing your shock to him when you feel yourself being dragged out of the house by Youngho’s unnaturally firm hand. It’s likely he’d gotten the same call from someone else, since he’s urging you to hurry up and get in the car, and he even helps you along by pushing down on your head and practically shoving you into the passenger’s seat. “What the hell for?”  

“Fuck if I know,” he says curtly. “Just hurry already. Chief wants to see everyone, but he wants to talk to both of you, too.”

“But we — ” the deputy chief hangs up before you can get another word out, which is just as well since Youngho had just floored the gas pedal, and the police car revs so loudly you actually feel your ears pop a little. “What the hell — who called you?”

“Chief,” Youngho answers. “Says we need to get back ASAP.”

“Did he tell you why?”

“Yeah, and while he was at it, we had some tea and crackers, and chatted about the weather.” He throws you a patronizing look. “He barely got five angry words out before he hung up.”

“That’s pretty weird.”

“For the chief? Not really.”

You end up agreeing in silence, watching the houses zip by from your window. Everything looks scarily empty in this area; it’s mid-afternoon, though, so you don’t really make much of it, since most people tend to be out for work or just coming home from school at this time. You’re not even really sure why you feel like the street seems so eerie, but you end up brushing it off, allowing your mind to focus on more substantial things, like the sound of static that strengthens and weakens while Youngho fiddles with the police scanner.

That plan of distraction works out for about five minutes, at which point you see an old lady on the sidewalk get tackled to the ground by a flurry of limbs.

Your extremely loud curse word harmonizes with Youngho’s, and the back of your head hits the headrest of your seat hard as he slams down on the brake, the car skidding sideways as its inertia is interrupted and it quite literally swings off course, barely missing a lamppost. The both of you scramble out of the car, pulling out your handguns and positioning them, Youngho’s hand a little steadier than yours, even if you don’t really care to admit it.  

The elderly woman is on the ground, her grocery bags a few feet away from her arms, which are limp for the most part, save a finger or two twitching helplessly in their attempts to reach out at her fallen food. Her attacker, probably a middle-aged man in a business suit, is hovering over her, almost motionless in a pool of her blood that’s slowly creeping past his knees. You’re the first to cock your gun — you can’t imagine why he wouldn’t just run away, but you also can’t imagine why a sensibly dressed human being might go out of his way to attack a harmless old woman.  

Youngho’s gun clicks a few seconds after yours, but the man doesn’t seem to be fazed by it; in fact, he hardly seems to notice, especially since, upon slightly closer observation, he seems to be retching or something over her body. You can’t even mistake it for crying because the sounds are just downright disgusting. Even Youngho’s face, as you observe from the power of peripheral vision, is contorted into this slightly uncomfortable expression.  

You dare to step closer, and Youngho follows suit, but the guy doesn’t budge anyway, too busy probably vomiting over the poor lady to care. It takes all of your willpower not to wrinkle your nose, but the distressingly wet sounds coupled with the new stench that assaults your nose makes it pretty difficult.  

Your partner takes the initiative to speak, because you’re not entirely sure what to say at this point. “Put down whatever weapons you have and step away from the body, sir,” Youngho’s voice is just as steady as his hold on his gun, which is extremely admirable considering that neither of you still have any clue as to what this man is up to. “Any sudden movements or attempts to flee will be met with gunfire.”  

You think the man might start running (as is expected) or might freeze up and beg for mercy (as is also expected), but you don’t expect him to wheel around and sneer at you with blood dripping down his chin and a pearl from the old lady’s necklace trapped between his teeth. The front of his shirt has been ripped open, too, and there are scratches and wounds — bite marks??? — on his skin, many still fresh. His expression isn’t angry, or terrified, or guilty; all you can see on his face is the raging desire to rip the both of you apart with his bare, bloody hands, and he makes this guttural, almost animalistic noise to confirm your theory.  

At this point, neither of you can be expected to stay composed, so both of you let out a panicked appeal to the Lord, turn to instinct, and fire your weapons.

There’s a reaction from him, sure — your bullet hits his chest and Youngho’s hits his shoulder, and his torso kicks back at the force of the impact. He doesn’t topple over, though; he stays snarling at the both of you, maybe a little more perturbed, while the two bullet wounds leak out more blood, even though he doesn’t seem to care about that either.  

“What,” Youngho breathes out; he’s lost a lot of his nerve, and he’s lowered his weapon about halfway, his disbelief taking over. “What in the fuck.”

The sound of Youngho’s voice causes the man to turn sharply to him, teeth bared as wide as his mouth can allow. You don’t know what possesses you to shoot again, but your finger presses against the trigger before you can make a better decision, and the bite of the bullet against the side of his neck causes him to change his target, his murky eyes now fixing on you. He moves himself off his knees in a strangely limp fashion, at which point, the idea that something really isn’t right hits you, and you pull at Youngho’s arm, which has once again raised quickly in response.  

“We need to go,” your voice is weak. “Like, right fucking now.”

Youngho stepping back is enough to confuse the guy, who’s now looking back and forth between the both of you like he can’t decide which one he wants to start ripping apart first. The decision doesn’t seem to matter to him at the end of the day, though, because he eventually puts it aside and decides to charge at you with his arms out, screeching horribly, a trail of blood and saliva still hanging off his lips.

“Oh fuck me —“ Youngho manages to wheeze out, panickedly grabbing your arm as well and dragging you back towards the car. You both fumble with the door, and it doesn’t help that you can just hear the growling getting closer. A stream of swear words fills the car as Youngho shuts his door and tries to insert the keys into the ignition.  

“Hurry up,” you half-scream. “Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up —”

“Will you shut up?” He snaps, finally jamming the keys in and bringing the engine to life.  

“Youngho, go!”

“Shut up!”

Both of you yell when you feel something hit the driver’s side of the car; it rocks a little, and you see hands clawing at Youngho’s window, nails screeching against the glass; Youngho manages to hit the gas just as the man’s snarling head comes up into view, and you feel a slightly less heavy thud hit the vehicle again as you leave his battered body behind in a frenzy of smoke and dust.

Nothing much passes between you at first; you’re both breathing so heavily it kind of feels like you’re sucking up all the oxygen in the car. Both of you start (Youngho almost hitting the brakes in full again) when you phone starts ringing loudly.

“Where the hell are you two?” The deputy chief bellows; you can actually hear his enraged breathing punctuate his question for a brief second. “I told you to get back here right away!”

“Sir, there was this man that attacked —“

“I don’t care what you two have been doing! Just be here in the next five minutes!”  

Even the click of the phone sounds angry, and you let out a groan, tossing your phone onto the dashboard. “Whatever your speed is, double it.”

Youngho is still evidently a little shaken, and he complies without question on the matter, knuckles white as his hands grip the steering wheel. “What the hell just happened, ________________?”

“I don’t know,” you admit. “Mental illness? Drug abuse, maybe?”

“He was eating her. He’d chomped down on half of her neck muscles in a minute.”  

“I don’t know, Youngho,” you repeat. “Did you ever read that story about that guy who ate another guy in Florida? He was sick, too.”

“Yeah, but he was shot to death by the police,” he reminds you. “Which didn’t happen, in our case.”  

“Bulletproof vest?”

“He was bleeding, dumbass.”

You decide to let the insult slide given that it was obvious the both of you were dancing around on your last nerves. Crimes for personal gain were one thing;  petty theft, home intrusions, bank robberies were all pretty standard and, while unlawful, hardly gave you the kind of creeps you were experiencing now. Homicides were a slightly separate issue and much more disturbing, but you’ve never had to deal with a case of someone killing someone, eating them, and then refusing to die when shot. Until today, that is.  

The both of you sit through the rest of the car ride in silence, Youngho weaving his way through the traffic jam at the rotary. He ends up having to turn on the siren, but it’s of little help, and the deputy chief ends up having to call you again right as you’re pulling up to headquarters. He’s red in the face and about ready to gnaw your heads off when you rush in, breathless and apologetic.

“Can it,” he puts up a hand as you open your mouth to explain. “I don’t give a shit. The whole city’s on lockdown process right now. The mayor wants our full attention on keeping civilians safe from the crisis.”

“What crisis?” Youngho bursts out; he hardly talks over authority, which sort of shocks the deputy chief into a brief spell of silence. “Sir, we’ve just seen a man murder an innocent woman on the street, and he —“

“There are bigger issues than that,” the deputy chief snaps. “Big mobs and mass riots have been cropping up all over different districts. Jung-gu and Mapo-gu have already shut down. We’ve been getting reports that a horde of people have just started raiding and attacking establishments and offices. The entire subway system closed down, too. We’ve already sent out some people to help mitigate the fighting and a bunch of other corporals to watch the city borders. It’s like the fucking purge, except no one knows what started it.”

“So why does the chief need us?”

“Ask him; he’s on the phone with the mayor right now, but he’s also been looking for the both of you. Maybe the next time you two are given an order, you’ll actually do it on time.”

He jerks an annoyed thumb to the chief’s office before stalking off, pulling out his phone to yell at someone else. You and Youngho exchange a look of alarm before walking up to the door. A silent, irritating debate on who should knock ensues, ending when you smack his scissors away with your paper and rap shortly on the door.

“Come in.”

You turn the knob and let the door swing open before pushing Youngho inside; he makes a noise of protest he has to kill immediately when the chief looks up with a grim face, putting the phone back in to the receiver.

“I’m assuming Deputy Choi has already told you about the situation in the financial district.”

“Yes, sir,” you respond simultaneously.

“The mayor wanted the city locked down, but he also wanted some of our people looking after the officials in this city. I’m sending out some of our corporals to guard the senators and high-profile conglomerate business owners in Gangnam-gu.”

Once again, you and Youngho turn to each other in confusion. “But, sir, we’re not —“

“What I’m getting at,” he silences Youngho, who sucks in his lips so far back he looks like an elderly man. “Is that I’m promoting you two. We’re short a few people who can do this job right, and you’re two of the only officers with enough years under their belt to qualify to some degree.”  

“Um — thank you, sir,” you start. “But I still don’t understand what —“

“Do either of you two know anything about Kangwoo Logistics?”

“They’re a shipping and manufacturing company,” Youngho answers, then adds under his voice. “My refrigerator is from them.”

“The family that owns it is living in Gangnam; their CEO is living Gangnamdaero and their COO is in Apgujeong. Flip a coin to see who goes where; I don’t care. I need both of you stationed at their doors and ready to gun down anything that might come after them.”

“What’s coming after them, chief?”

He sighs deeply as he picks up the phone, avoiding your eyes as he punches in a number and responds to your question.

“Hell.”

You and Youngho play two rounds of rock, paper, scissors that ends in a 1-all win. He calls dibs on keeping the police car, and you get to choose Apgujeong because it’s closer to your parents’ house, just in case you need to take a shower or raid their fridge, or something. The entire building is going to be locked down as well since all the other officers are on duty, and you’re both cleaning out your locker when the deputy chief comes around and tosses two bulletproof vests at you.  

“Promotion gift,” he says gruffly. “You’re gonna need it.”  

“Thank you, sir,” Youngho picks up his and slips it on; it sits well on his shoulders, whereas yours almost drowns you. You throw the deputy chief a distressed look, and he has the decency to respond with a sheepish one.  

“We didn’t really have a lot of options on hand. You can just pad it out with an extra shirt.”  

“Sir,” you tug off the vest, setting it on top of your bag. “About this afternoon — Officer Seo and I were hoping to bring it up with you.”  

“What about it?”

“We saw a man attack an old woman. At first we thought it was just a…” you pause; you don’t even really know what it seemed like, let alone what it was. “We thought it was just a random murder, but when we got closer he —“

“Attacked you?” You nod slowly. “What did he do? To the old woman.”

“He was… he was… eating her, sir. It looked like he’d taken a bite out of her neck.”

You expect the deputy chief to look shocked or, at the very least, disgusted, but all he does is sigh heavily, like he’d gotten really disappointing news. “It’s been happening all over the city. People randomly attacking others; and they all end up acting like rabid animals.”  

“But what is it, sir?” Youngho pipes in.  

“We don’t know. No one really does. Which is why you have to keep a good watch out. The chief’s going to have your ass if anything happens to them.”  

“They’re not politicians or anything,” Youngho, who’s been admiring his reflection surreptitiously in his locker mirror, finally slips off the vest and stuffs it in his bag as well. “What makes them so important?”

“Beats me. But the mayor asked for some of our people to be sent over to them, so that’s what we’re doing.”  

He ushers you out, reminding you to keep your phone lines open at all times, and you and Youngho pile into the car once again, setting off for Apgujeong. You hardly hit any traffic now, which is fine time-wise, but it’s also not normal for Gangnam at this time — couple that with the fact that most places have closed shop.  

“Even Starbucks is closing,” Youngho remarks in some awe. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a closed Starbucks.”  

“Will you focus on driving? We really don’t need another death on our hands today.”  

“Just type the address,” he says snippily, shoving the paper in your face and letting you key in the street name. The GPS rattles out directions, taking you down Apgujeong Rodeo Street and into the more residential parts of town.  

“Jesus Christ,” you press your face against the window, jaw hanging open. “They even trashed the cinema.”

“So we have ourselves some… popcorn-loving cannibals? Like, maybe they use it as a side dish to human flesh.”

“That’s totally disgusting.”

“I was just trying to lighten the mood. I don’t think — what’s his name? Kim Doyoung-nim is going to appreciate his bodyguard not having a sense of humor.”

“Bodyguards aren’t supposed to have senses of humor,” you frown. “And I’m not a bodyguard. I’m a police officer.”

“Yeah, well, starting today you’re a bodyguard with a cool badge,” he drums his fingers on the steering wheel. “We both are.”  

“We got a promotion, and you’re talking like this is the stupidest thing that’s ever happened in your career.”

“We got a promotion so we could be babysitters, ___________________,” he sighs, like he can’t believe you’re being this foolish. “Instead of being out there, helping people and saving the world, we have to coddle two rich dudes. We’re going to be going out and picking up their laundry and making sure they eat their vegetables before tucking them into bed. Please tell me what isn’t stupid about this situation.”

“They’re important people; the mayor asked for them to be protected.”

“Because they have a couple of cool boats and have a pretty good name in the kitchen appliances industry?”  

“I — just shut up,” you wave him off, folding your arms across your chest. He snorts, slowing down the car as he pulls into a narrow street with a row of huge houses. The street isn’t actually narrow by nature, but there are so many cars parallel parked on either side of the road that you feel like you have to suck in your stomach so that the police car can fit between them.

“Smell that? It’s the smell of pampered chaebol kids and the leather on their expensive sports cars.”  

“Give it a rest. Pull up here — right here.” You point to a mailbox with gold numbers on its side that match the address on the paper. “I think this is it.”

“Do you need help with any of your stuff?” Youngho calls out as you push the door open, and you wave off his question as you make your way to the trunk, pulling out your bag. You really do need to go to your parents’ place; apart from the vest, you only have one change of clothes and two pairs of socks. You make a mental note to call them about it.  

Youngho rolls down the window as you walk up to the mailbox, sticking his big head out. “Are you going be okay?”

“I guess so,” you adjust the strap of your bag on your shoulder and pat your bulletproof vest reassuringly. “I should probably head in now. Let me know when you get to Kim Jungwoo-ssi’s house.”

“Yeah, I will. Let me know if Kim Doyoung-ssi’s house really does have six bathrooms, like I suspect it does,” Youngho laughs, but there’s no real mirth to his voice; it’s just for show, really. His expression softens when you don’t join in. “Don’t die, okay? I’ll kill you if you do.”

“Please,” it’s your turn to laugh, even if your voice is trembling a little. “You know we’re both invincible.”  

“Damn straight,” he ducks back into the car, rolling the window up. You stand on the sidewalk, waving at him, and you see the white of his palm wave back from inside the car as he drives away, trying really hard not to feel like this is some kind of last goodbye.  

You have to take two deep breaths to steady yourself before you walk up the driveway; Kim Doyoung clearly lives a comfortable life, with two sports cars parked in front of his house and a well — who the hell has a well in their damn garden? Maybe Youngho’s right — it’s wholly possible that this monstrously large mansion does have six bathrooms.

What it doesn’t have is a proper doorbell, however; you can see that there’s an intercom system with a camera, and it’s obvious that it would be the way to announce your presence, but you still spend two minutes checking out the door just to see if you can ring a more normal bell so you can avoid having to be seen by this guy without seeing him back. Of course, there’s nothing, so you either have to content yourself with the camera-bell system or knock.  

You can hear the trill of the music when you press the button; a couple of seconds later, you hear a male voice, a lot softer than you’d imagined, come through the speaker.  

“Who is it?”  

“Um — Kim Doyoung-nim? It’s Corporal ____________, from the Gangnam-gu Police Department.”

A soft sigh punctuates the brief and honestly awkward exchange; a couple of minutes later, the door opens, and you find yourself face to face with a young man. In his loose sweatshirt and pants, he doesn’t look like he could afford to pay the rent for one of the rooms of the house, let alone actually own it. Half his body is still behind the door; in the shadow it casts over him, you can barely see his face. The only indication that he is the guy you’re looking for is his question.

“How can I help you, officer?”  

“The mayor sent me. I’m here to protect you, sir.”

He’s clearly taken aback by this information because the door widens a fraction as he lets go of the knob. “Protect… me?”

“Yes, sir. There’s mass rioting going on in other parts of the district, so we need to secure your home right away.”  

He doesn’t respond immediately; you can hear the click of the knob as he turns it — once, twice, thrice. Finally, he sighs again, heavier this time.  

“I’m sorry for making you come all the way here, but you need to leave.”  

It’s your turn to be taken aback now, but you don’t express this feeling as silently; you sputter a little, whatever composure you had slipping off a bit more. “But — sir, my orders were to —“  

“I don’t need your protection,” he says more firmly now. “Good day to you, officer.”  

You can’t even imagine how thunderstruck your expression is when he shuts the door right in your face.  

#doyoung x reader #doyoung x you #doyoung x y/n #nct x you #nct x reader #nct x y/n #doyoung drabbles #doyoung imagines #doyoung scenarios #nct scenarios #nct drabbles #nct imagines #ficscafe

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Burrow’s End!!! I am so excited for this season and I’m also incredibly nervous because I think it’s going to emotionally destroy me. This is a long one.

(Also I am now living in gmt which means episodes drop at midnight for me, so I’m likely gonna wind up posting about them the next day)

Aabria!! Welcome back!!

I’m so thrilled that more and more players are doing character makeup it’s so fun

OH we’re just getting classes and subclasses out the gate ok

Hi Izzy hi Erika <3

I have not seen Jasper William Cartwright in anything ever but simply based on the look and the vibes I’m so excited about this

Siobhan <3

Ooooh two paladinssss

(This is excellent for me personally because I have been slowly convincing my boyfriend that paladins are actually really cool and I can now use his crush on BLeeM to my advantage)

They’re a family!

DOME ALREADY

I hope Beatrix is in some way a reference to Beatrix Potter <3

Siobhan IMMEDIATELY in goblin mode incredible

Wooo full stats love when they give us the full stats

First roll of the campaign is a 21! Good vibes!

Oh what stat array did they use I need to look at that

I so hope that the bizarre british things counter sticks around

Izzy playing a rogue is so delightful

We’re in pvp already and I am HERE for the chaos

Ok so their dad’s Dead. Fantastic. Sure hope this doesn’t emotionally affect me at alllll.

Cheating at what??

Ten minutes in and they already made their guardian/aunt/babysitter curse

Their physicality is great

I also love the info we’re getting about Tula before we’re introduced to her

Dome? Dome? DOME??

God the art department knocks it out of the fucking park every fucking time

Oh these are KIDS

I know I say this every season but I love First Episodes. I love meeting them and learning what the vibe is for the season and settling into the world.

They’re rolling so welllll

Oh that was a Good entrance

The voice!! Her voice!!

Oath of devotion paladin !

Everyone really wanted hats huh

oh h my god

Girl WHAT

I love Aabria snatching the small opportunities to hint at what will be bigger later

Now why can he do that

Viola doesn’t go anywhere alone!

Oh that’s so bad

Oh right their lifespan is super different!

This line had been spoiled for me by my dash but that did not make it hit less hard.

“It’s interesting to watch someone go from wanting to survive, to wanting to live.”

Erika playing the grandma is everything to me

Also Erika literally shaved their head in the pattern of that character scar. Incredible

A SINGLE MOM THAT WORKS TWO JOBS WHO LOVES HER KIDS AND NEVER STOPS

Dropout team I love you so much

Brennan PC :)

Oh she’s SUCH a mother.

(Inquisitive music stops as the soft rejection hangs in the air)

CC writers are also back and on their game in full force!

Mmhmh

The first of all stoats 😭

She has cartoon anger eyebrows

Oh that’s gross

Did she just shade her dead son in law.

“I’ll try to keep up appearances” is so heartbreaking

YOU’RE LOOKING SO… LIKE YOU.

If I said that to my mom I would immediately dissolve.

Erika’s table acting is fabulous

Dome. Blue dome.

OOOOO

I love the multigenerational relationships here

No not a fanatic. A religious crazy!

Family dynamics.

Don’t threaten the children with emotional damage

The FACE

I feel like the roll for panic attack shirt is gonna make a comeback thanks to Thorn

Oh this is gonna make me feel real bad about being human huh

This is such a good season to be released over October-December. I know it was planned that way but I really appreciate it.

Straight Groucho 💀

“This is making me sad and scared” me too Brennan.

Baby girl has never known a thing in her whole life

Oh god oh fuck

His face

Ok things are being scaled down! Good to know

This is the second time Aabria’s had players use echolocation against her damn

I swear if he starts bleeding from his nose I’m gonna lose it

The CURTISES

The more she emphasizes that this is unnatural the more freaked I get

I am nervous for Jaysohn.

Oh no oh god

I love how Aabria is able to make nat ones still helpful and important

This is crushing ngl.

Is the tree gonna fucking get cut down

SHE HAS WERTHERS

I’m gonna cry this season I just know it

Oh my god this is so good.

#reactions #burrow’s end #verbal component #burrow's end

[tears-of-boredom]

disco ely screenshots related to language(at least vaguely)

i forgot for a sec that Vaasa is famously a really swedish city, but its still curious how any mention of sweden seems to be replaced by Vaasa. like i wonder about the world building if Vaasa is more well known than Sweden in this universe.

this one i talked about before, but now i have proof. "banaanipoika" literally just means "banana boy", it doesn't sound any cooler in finnish.

oh shit disco ely vasta reference? and also is this supposed to sound more weird. like are you not supposed to know about vastomisesta and thus get weirded out by "spanking yourself with birch twigs" haha

ok so this. i think this is a song, so odd grammar is expected. but also im finnish, not estonian. so. someone who knows estonian would definetly do a better translation, but i stil tried. i think its something along the lines of:

"hei rakas, ole hyvä ja lähde mun hartioilta, ainakin näin taivaassa, ainakin näin taivaassa, mun tyttönen"

(in english: "hey love, please leave my shoulders, atleast here in heaven, atleast here in heaven, my lovely")

i dont think i got "ära ole ometi" quite right, thats just the best i could come up with, with the help of sanakirja.org. and i took the iniative and guessed that "pilves" meant the same as in finnish, cause for some reason sanakirja didnt give me any definition?

i dont know what to say about this one really... i guess: "näkki" is like a pond monster that hides under piers, and is usually depicted as like a humanoid pile of reeds and algae. tbh i dont know more about them than that.

#lsnguage.klaugne #language #disco elysium

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Chapter 12: Cog of Destiny (Section 6)

“I can see it now…! That's the Shrine of Seals!" Eliwood said when the building they'd been looking for came into his view.

The shrine was white and enshrined in a flat plain surrounded by steep mountains. Though the terrain was difficult to traverse, the building appeared to be meticulously maintained, and glittered in the sunlight even from a distance.

Relying on the letter Queen Hellene had given to them, Eliwood's army set out for the Shrine of Seals, and had just now finally arrived at their destination.

This was the path to defeating Nergal. After all this time, they'd made it to the place Athos directed them to.

"Well this is anticlimactic! At this rate, we're going to finish things here without running into anyone." Hector mused.

"...Unfortunately, I don't think that is going to be the case." Lyn frowned and shifted into a battle stance.

"What?!" Hector put a hand on Wolf Beil and looked around.

In response, a single man clad in black appeared from the shadows of one of the shrine's pillars.

"The Fang… never lets anyone escape!"

It was the last of the Black Fang's prided Four Fangs, Lloyd Reed, the "White Wolf.”

After vowing to avenge his brother, he had come here to wait for Eliwood. Behind him were the ten remaining members of the Black Fang he'd brought along with him…

Befitting of his nickname, Lloyd's gaze on Eliwood and his allies was as sharp as a wolf's. "I am here to avenge Linus… Bring out Eliwood to me!"

"How dare you speak to me like that! I'm not gonna…"

"Wait, Hector!" Eliwood held back the enraged Hector and stepped up to Lloyd.

They had not killed Linus. But no matter how Eliwood might assert that claim, he couldn’t imagine the man in front of him would believe him. And he felt that rather than vengeance, Lloyd had actually appeared to close the final curtain on the Black Fang and its history.

"So we finally meet."

"Is it really… impossible for us to talk this over?"

Lloyd drew the sword at his waist and pointed the tip at Eliwood's throat. "Yes. It is already far too late for that." He said.

"Lloyd Reed, son of Brendan, leader of the Black Fang… I challenge you!”

With those words, everyone present lunged at the same time to attack.

ー

This battle taking place in front of the Shrine of Seals would be the last against the Black Fang.

The enemies Eliwood's army were up against were quite literally throwing away their lives, and they fought frantically against them.

Oswin, Marcus, and the other cavaliers and knights formed an unbreakable frontline, flanked and supported by the agile mercenary, myrmidon, and fighters Raven, Guy, Dorcas, and Barter. On the rear line, the team of Rebecca, Wil, Rath, Lucius, and Erk all decisively shot their arrows and cast their spells to support their allies with ranged attacks.

As they marched in this perfected formation, they defeated each member of the group wearing black one after the other.

Each foe had been trained to be an assassin, excelling in one-on-one combat clashing face-to-face in broad daylight against a large army like Eliwood’s was nothing but reckless for them. Yet they did not falter as they swung their weapons.

But as the battle pressed on, Eliwood’s army maintained the upper hand.

Every time Kent and Sain thrust their lances, and Isadora and Lowen swung their swords, another, then another, of the men in black was added to the growing pile of corpses.

Spurts of blood soared through the air. Shrieking and screaming echoed all around them. The harsh sounds of weapons clashing shook the air all around the battlefield.

With the Black Fang losing members one after the other, the only person still left with energy in their voice was Lloyd.

"Attack! Show them our pride as Black Fang!!” He cheered on his allies as he wielded his Runesword.

It was a magic sword that siphoned people’s life force from within them. Upon taking a hit from it, both Bartre and Dorcas had no choice but to retreat. Even both Guy, aspiring swordsman of Sacae, and Raven, exceptionally skilled mercenary, were bested by Lloyd’s expertise with his sword, and had to flee to the rear line, where Serra and Priscilla were waiting for them.

Seeking his next prey, Lloyd was surveying his surroundings, when Eliwood came and stood before him.

“I will not allow you to cause any more harm to my allies!”

“That is exactly as I was thinking! I will defeat you, and put an end to this battle!" Lloyd answered while calming his ragged breathing. 

No matter which of them was defeated, both of them wanted this to end without seeing any more of their allies fall.

With the battle continuing behind them, both shifted into a battle stance, then swung their swords at the same time.

Whenever Lloyd swung his sword, Eliwood stepped to the side, and when Eliwood repeatedly targeted him with sharp thrusts, Lloyd turned his body to dodge them.

They exchanged which was on offense and which was on defense so many times that their movements mimicked the ebb and flow of the ocean’s waves.

Their blades met ten times, then twenty. Each time, it became clear that Eliwood’s movements were slowing down.

In skill alone, Lloyd was a far better fighter than Eliwood. However, before this exchange, he had crossed blades with many of Eliwood’s allies. Exhaustion was taking a heavy toll on his body. Because of that, Eliwood was able to match him.

Still, his Runesword was slowly stealing Eliwood’s energy. No matter how small each cut may be, the magical blade was leaving its mark on Eliwood’s body.

Eliwood endured his fatigue and exhaustion, putting all of his strength into his grip around his rapier.

'If nothing changes, he’ll kill me…!’ Eliwood’s mind raced as he desperately blocked Lloyd’s fierce attacks. He needed a way to defeat this man… But no matter how hard he tried to think of a good strategy, he could not come up with one. And Lloyd’s attacks were only becoming more ferocious.

“I promised Linus that I would bring back your dead body as a souvenir!” Lloyd said, and swung his magic sword once more.

He put his entire body into the attack, and when Eliwood tried to block it with his sword, he flew through the air and landed on his back.

Lloyd did not let the opportunity go to waste. To keep Eliwood from being able to move, he straddled over Eliwood’s body, then shifted to a backhanded grip on his sword, and thrust the blade down towards Eliwood's throat.

“Look out, Lord Eliwood!!” The moment she saw the danger Eliwood was in, Rebecca lost control of herself and instinctively shot an arrow.

It whizzed through the air, flying directly towards Lloyd. His sharp senses alerted him to its presence. In a split second, he knocked it to the ground, then glanced in the direction that it came from.

What he saw was a young woman who still had some childish features left on her face. The moment he laid his eyes on her, an image of his energetic step-sister appeared in the back of his head, and his mind overlapped their faces together.

Both her appearance and her hair color were similar to Nino, but what was most similar of all were their eyesnand the look of sheer determination in them. Nino's eyes always reflected how she tried to win Sonia's favor, no matter what danger that would put her in.

The thought only lingered in his head for a moment. But that moment cost him his life.

A single stream of blood trickled out of the corner of his mouth. It was caused by Eliwood’s rapier, stabbed into his side. When he realized what had happened, it was only for a moment, but a smile flashed across his face.

"...I've long waited for this time. Now… it has finally come…" He coughed up a pool of blood, then lost all of the strength in his body, and collapsed to the ground with a large crash.

Eliwood, having just barely managed to win such a close fight, stared at Lloyd's body in shock for a long moment.

Rebecca, the person to save Eliwood’s life, also sat down next to him, her adrenaline-filled nerves seeming to have snapped.

The battle was over.

All of the remaining members of the Black Fang had already been defeated by Eliwood's allies. This moment closed the curtain on the Black Fang's history. But in his heart, he did not feel the glory of victory. On the contrary, he felt hollow and lonely.

Neither side had wished to fight. If they'd met both Lloyd and Linus under different circumstances, Eliwood knew they would have become allies. 

He forced his exhausted body to stand up and turned again to face Lloyd's corpse, lying beside him. Then, he lifted his sword upwards to salute him. "...We held the utmost respect for you and your strength… May you… rest in peace…"

Hector and Lyn both rushed up to him, saw what he was doing, and copied him to also show their respect for those who had died in this battle.

A cold wind blew across the mountain plains.

As they each felt it hit them, each member of Eliwood's army felt as if the Black Fang were the same as any of their other allies, strengthening the intensity of their hatred for Nergal, who had used the Black Fang as nothing more than a tool to fulfill his own grand ambitions. 

#fire emblem #fe #fe7 #fire emblem 7 #the blazing blade #the blazing sword #lyn #lyndis #hector #eliwood #gba #game boy advance #japan #japanese #translation #novel #light novel #fe7 novelization translation #nintendo

[worthless-weight-in-gold]

Fun Criminal or Fucked Up

So the majority of my muses are chronic law-breakers. But, as we all known in fiction, sometimes bad people are fun and camp and sometimes they're horrifically fucked up in ways that are mind boggling! It's a spectrum but for the sake of this post it's gonna mostly be a binary.

Thew -- Fun crimes!!! Building tech for evil purposes? Dirty talking bombs while she disarms them? Hanging out with her group of friends to make money through unsavory means? Yeah, that's a fun evil gal. She's also nice and lovely outside of the crime, so you know.

Jim -- Horrifically fucked up crimes. He has camp presentation sometimes but oh my god, people get life long physical and emotional scars from this man constantly. The more you interact with him the more you're likely to qualify for multiple support groups, if you survive at all.

Eun Yoo -- Fucked up crimes, but she's more the victim of what she does as a sex worker. Her stuff's mostly about young women who are forced into it due to lack of options and experience unsafe working conditions, piece of shit buyers, and getting harassed by police. She commits crimes and it's fucked up more so than she commits fucked up crimes.

Hakeem -- Okay stil on the side of fun crimes but, despite being in the same group as Thew, definitely closer to the fucked up side. Honestly the fun to fucked up scale for the Den is probably Thew Smith Vaughn Porter Lovely Pilot David. This is mostly due to him working as the group's mastermind and therefore averages out all the fun parts and the fucked up parts due to planning both.

Bruce -- I mean, c'mon, Batman is camp. Sorry. He is. He has fucked up story lines and definitely a tragic backstory and sometimes he snaps and goes too far with the violence etc but fundamentally his crimes are pretty fucking camp. He's also edging real close to the fucked up divide but he's still on the fun side imo; kinda just don't think about all his shit too hard maybe!

Riah -- Fucked up and loving it! Riah has so many things wrong with her, and she takes it out on everyone around her. Even if her crimes were just fun, she personally is so fucked up it'd make her crimes fucked up too. But no, she brutalizes (innocent or not) people with just a text from her boss, and she helps a lot of Jim's very fucked up crimes.

Noa -- Has not committed crimes except in one verse where she got married solely for insurance purposes and I don't know if that's legal or not if we're being honest. If it is, that's a fun crime, fuck the government let people share insurance. Smh.

Thespian -- Oh baby, fun crimes. They can't even experience lasting consequences from all the drugs they take! This is literally a consequence free zone. Just fun and flirty and being high as fuck and sometimes breaking into places. Thespian is the definition of fun crimes.

#q #information | { all muses }

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hope youre doing well, this is your excuse to talk about something you've been waiting for someone to ask about, any topic

THIS IS YOUR FAULT FOR MAKING ME THINK ABOUT TRANSFORMERS AGAIN its one of my favourite franchises bc there are really NOT MANY characters who i am neutral on or dont like. ive singled out dozens of tf characters over the years to be the fave for a bit and rotated them in my brain for a few months, its actually easier to list the characters that i dont like than the ones i do. i do have some favs but theres stil like. 10 that i couldnt choose between. probably soundwave, sunstreaker, ratchet, vortex, deathsaurs, tracks, steeljaw (rid), spinister (idw), perceptor, fort max, skywarp, thATS MORE THAN 10 ALREADY BUT U GET IT

i actually have 5-6 a4 notebooks just FULL of transformers drawings, little comics of g1 episodes and character designs and stuff, its all from a few years ago before i started digital art but i should really redraw some of it bc ill never get tired of transformers.

and actually, i was wondering what to draw today so MAYBE some transformers stuff. i loved g1 for how absolutely insane it was, ive never seen a show with so many lines said like jokes that were just. not jokes and usually made GENUINELY no sense. not sure i ever laughed at a joke in that show but i do remember being in literal tears over animation errors, wild lines, weird noises, and plotlines that make no sense whatsoever. do not watch g1 with hopes of getting it, but i do watch it to laugh at the show itself

#there ARE characters i dont like but then its USUALLY mostly fandom interpretation #like i love g1 starscream but did not like secretly super selfless super smart super 'sassy' way hes sometimes portrayed in fandom #in my opinion you need to let him be genuinely a little dumb he cant win every argument i didnt like windblade comics starscream that much #him being secretly a super good leader for all of cybertron kind of contradicts nearly every piece of canon on him and it felt kinda ooc #i can see why a lot of ppl liked it bc it was very in line with hard done to fanon starscream and if thats what you enjoy then massive w #i have nothing against that but considering canon starscream it felt very ooc to me but i also wasnt invested enough in the storyline #-at the time for it to annoy me or anything #i also didnt really like rodimus or first aid but i just think first aid is a lil boring #and i just didnt like how the narrative framed rodimus in mtmte he was objectively kind of a bad leader and he DIDNT really improve #but i dont think any of this ruined the atory for me and thats pretty much it for negative controversial tf opionions #p much every other character i like or REALLY like #i blow up soundwave in my mind in every single franchise i love him #tfa bee was my first favorite transformer tho bc like AS AN UNDIAGNOSED EXTREMLEY ADHD KID I WAS LIKE 'MOOD' #i loved prime but i legit refused to accept anything bad happened to breakdown he was one of my faves #and i think i will redraw some of my older tf comics now #man i had a bunch of prime designs for different characters like jazz and sunny and sides i might revamp #ask #hi sorry ik u asked but this was so much SDRFGHDSH

[hollygl125]

#about me

Tagged by @coping-via-clint-eastwood. (Fun! Thank you!)

What book are you currently reading?

Lady Chatterley's Lover, by D.H. Lawrence. I literally did not read a book last year (except for a few chapters in the book recommended by my therapist), and I had been meaning to start this one for about the last three months, so having to answer this question actually motivated me to get through the first few chapters! So far, so good.

What's your favourite movie you saw in theatres this year?

I honestly do not remember the last time I saw a movie in theatres, and it certainly wasn't in the last year.

What do you usually wear?

A lot of sweats and Lululemon if I'm not leaving the house. Maybe just a towel if I'm living overseas and it's really hot. If I'm going out in public, then it really varies! A blazer if I have to be professional, I suppose.

How tall are you?

5’9”—Sara Sidle’s height, if we go by silly things like Jorja Fox’s actual height and not ridiculous props made to give the impression that she isn’t practically the same height as her leading man. (I love that she’s practically the same height as her leading man.)

What's your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event?

Aquarius.

Robert Burns (i.e., Robbie Burns Day) and Virginia Woolf, although I'd call them literary figures not celebrities. Alicia Keys, if you want an actual "celebrity."

The day Jorja Fox announced she would not "Sidle up" for the second season of CSI: Vegas because Grissom and Sara belong together—also known as the day I could finally chill the fuck out a little. (Yes, for purposes of this blog, this qualifies as a historical event. It was the first thing I saw that morning. Happy birthday to me!)

Do you go by your name or a nickname?

For this website? Maybe we could call it a pseudonym.

In real life? Generally my name, but I will respond to nicknames.

Did you grow up what you wanted to be when you were a child?

Yes, and it fucking sucks. No joke. The mental health and substance abuse stats back me up on this. I'm considering other options.

That said, in the above context I am discussing your typical private practice job. I've had some amazing overseas internship/work experiences in my field. It also has possibly the most potential to effect societal change, so that's always good! (But that's not what's happening most of the time in private practice, of course.)

Are you in a relationship? If not, who is your crush if you have one?

Nope, not currently.

For consistency's sake, let's go with this fellow:

What's something you're good at vs something you're bad at?

Attention to detail vs. remembering not to get lost in the details.

Dogs or cats?

As per previous: DOGS!!!!!!!! DOGS DOGS DOGS DOGS DOGS DOGS DOGS DOGS DOGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(I concur.)

If you draw/write, or create in any way, what's your favourite picture/favourite line/favourite etc. from something you created this year?

I will also do a shameless self-promo:

Survivors in the Night: A Las Vegas Love Story on AO3 and FFN.

So far I’ve only posted about 25,000 words, but I’ve written just over 90,000 words (excluding footnotes) so far. (I was ostensibly done at 50,000 words, but I keep adding random bits throughout. And I literally have three different chapters that were originally supposed to be the last. I’m almost certainly almost completely done now, though. Almost.) And honestly I’m obsessed with all of it. That probably sounds weird, but I wrote exactly what I wanted for them (my headcanons, my daydreams, just generally a lot of my favourite things, etc.), so it makes me super, super happy. (Honestly I just need them to be together and super happy! They belong together!)

Even though I’ve been a TV obsessive for many, many years, this wasn’t something I would have expected for myself a year ago. (Honestly, it wasn’t something I expected for myself up until one day before the day in late June when I started doing it.) Still, I’ve had a lot of fun with it (by which I mean a lot of fun with the writing—the sharing is definitely a roller coaster ride of feelings—some wonderful and some less so—a large proportion of which lead back to anxiety).

I’ve also had a lot of fun making some collages/mood boards recently. (I tried making a GIF once, but I think my time is better spent elsewhere.) This works pretty well with my love of photography and attempts to improve my Lightroom skills (although I did not use Lightroom for either of the collages I’ve included with this post, except maybe on my own photographs used in this first collage).

So, in short, I’ve really fallen down quite a rabbit hole….

What's something you would like to create content for?

Still just the science nerds:

I'd like to make a video to go with the above series, using the song I'm using for the story titles, but, given the aforementioned attention to detail and inability not to get lost in the details, I feel like this would end up being a massive undertaking. (I am very... thorough.)

When I started posting this series, I had a lot of anxiety about it, and one of the ways I distracted myself was by coming up with an outline for a very, very AU story (like: different continent, different century). I'd have to read a few fairly dense books before I could even think about writing it, though, so I feel like this would potentially be a five-year (or whatever) project that I pick up when I need a diversion. (I'm sure about three people would read it if and when I finished.)

What's something you're currently obsessed with?

Really? Okay, if you insist—them:

What's something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year?

The first half of my year was a colossal shitshow, although I can't say I was excited for it in the first place. I really don't even want to think about it, though, so let's move on....

I’m supposed to be doing a gratitude journal (again, therapist), and I haven’t done it in about four months, so I’m going to turn this around and talk about something that turned out better than expected. This summer I applied for a short-term overseas work experience. I thought I didn’t get it; I cried from the rejection. It turned out they were just slower with their process than planned. I got it. I stopped crying. I got paid (a stipend, accommodation, travel expenses, etc.) to do some really cool overseas work in my field. The place was beautiful. The people were wonderful. I’m pretty bummed to have left, but now I am travelling for three weeks before returning home, and I’m very excited about it. So it was a good end to what started out as a really terrible year.

What's a hidden talent of yours?

Well, basically everything about me is hidden on this website, but I can tell you that I used to be really good at math (like, I did my undergrad in the humanities but took a couple math courses to raise my average).

Are you religious?

No, but I looove Christmas.

What's something you wish to have at this moment?

For someone to walk into this place (hotel bar) and make me see stars. (No entomology experience required.)

⭐️⭐️⭐️

If you’re reading this and feel inclined, consider yourself tagged!

#about me #my collage #long post #tagged #tag game

[sugaroto]

Imagine getting called to the head teacher's office being accused for cigarettes, for him just to tell you "We're cousins" and τίνος είσαι εσύ?😭

Yall-

Ok so in the morning when I had a class in room 9 I found an old cigarette butt under my desk, and I was like "there's a cigarette here" and my teacher was like that's not yours? Who sits here during the rest of the day? (Cause my class only uses that room for 2 hours a day) and I'm like those 2 guys sit here (which I knew were sitting there cause one has been carving his name in the desk and the second one left his book under my seat the other day) but I was like "it doesn't mean, they're smoking it could be literally anyone else in the class + the teacher would have seen/smell them"

Anyways some hours later I'm sitting out and the teacher comes like "Sugar can you come with me,"

And like what the fuck does she need me for?

Does she need help with something? Probably not, she personally picked me yknow

And I'm like???

And she's like "the head teacher wants to see you, about what you saw in the morning" or something and the bell rings and I'm like -you know I have a class and all- right now?

And anyways, she informed the teacher I had a class with about it I guess and offered to come with me in the head teacher's office, she probably could see I was kinda panicking

And we go in, this mfing celebrity speaks to the phone of course, and the poor science teacher is sitting in the chair, -who knows for how long- and me and the teacher just stand in the corner like 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️

And after he's done with his call he's like "what did you saw in the morning?"

Me:"An old cigarette. "

Head teacher:"You don't smoke?"

Me: "No I don't-"

Teacher: "Sugar is a really good kid, I know she doesn't smoke-"

Head teacher: "I know she doesn't, because we're cousins!"

And then he changed the subject so fast asking me if I'm related to X guy who had the English classes and what relationship they have with [place head teacher is from] and I'm like "I don't know much about that side of the family, my mom raised me" like- my knowledge goes as far as recognizing he's talking about my grandfather from father's side, idk what relations they had with [his place]

And he's like "I know. What's your mom's last name?"

And im like "[last name]"

And then he had me explaining my whole family line😭

- Your mom is [that] priest's daughter?

-Yeah

-He has 3 daughters right?

-Yeah, 4 kids

-is your mom the oldest?

-no she's the second

-who is the oldest ?

-my aunt [1name]

-and the 3rd one?

-my aunt [2name]

- who works at [place]?! I know her, who's the 4th one then?

-my uncle he lives in [far]

-oh that's why I got confused, he has a son.

-You're also related to the guy who has the school canteen?

- in junior high school? I think so...

-he's a cousin of your mom?

- I think

- I have a class I need to leave now, (she realized this was a lost cause and I was safe😭)

-your aunt [1name] stil works there? She goes and help sometimes?

-no, that's not my aunt, my aunt works at [place] (my 48 year old aunt and the 70+ woman who had the school canteen have the same first and last name)

-oh the place with the salads?! (Like dude- they sell literally everything what the fuck do you mean salads, why are you so specific?)

Meanwhile after my teacher left I was also getting closer to the door, like 👁👄👁Ihaveaclassletmeleave yeah aunts😀

Btw the convo is little mixed up but before he started with my family line, he was like the cigarette could have fallen from the roof cause we had workers there like a month ago, and it could be old and all

And my teacher had come with me to support me cause she knows I don't smoke 💪

But then he started acting like an aunty and she was like yep I'm out

Meanwhile the physics teacher was there the whole time😭 waiting for the nonsense to end so he could finish his job or whatever

Anyways he sent kisses and love to my aunt #2 cause they work together there and to my mom too

So remember kids, if without your knowledge you're cousins with your head teacher, that means a)you're not smoking and that b) he sends a lot of kisses and love cause he works with politics stuff and needs voters loves your family

#ΧΩΡΙΟ #WHAT THE FUCK WAS THIS WHOLE THING #btw i forgot to mentioned it #but when the teacher kidnapped me we could hear my friends outside being like #she took sugar to the head teacher's office! i Don't know! what happened!? #😭😭bro #all that just for me to go back to class and be like #yeah turns out we're cousins #and there was trash in the floor #this is villager behavior #sugarenia school stuff #sugarenia story time #sugarenia thoughts #sugarenia talks #sugarenia teachers #sugarenia has friends #sugarenia #sugaroto #γρεεκ μπλογκ #γ λυκειου #λύκειο #γρεεκ σκουλ #greek school

[echantedtoon]

Im Blue Ch13 Tsunami Incoming P3

Too much. Too much was happening too fast it was almost vomit inducing. Panic. Fear. Adrenaline. Confusion. But that's to be expected when she was in the situation she was in now. Bodies. Many many bodies pressed up against each other running or walking on the sidewalks bumping against her as the tinier older woman yanked her along. Death grip on her wrist perfectly gripped harder than a crocodile's bite so much it hurt as she lead Blue off somewhere she couldn't see. Among all the yelling, footsteps, and sounds of cars going by on the streets as they all mindlessly went somewhere. Hopefully to safety. Her grandmother hadn't given them much of a warning, having her grab anything of importance and emptying the money out of the register before literally grabbing her like an angry mother would a misbehaving child and literally dragging her and their two bags of items out the door and into the sea of people also heading somewhere. Hopefully somewhere safe. But that wasn't the most scary part to her. It was the Tsunami. A TSUNAMI!? What were the chances of that happening literally after that non emergency call she made about seeing if there was a warning!? And the shaking!? WHY DO THESE THINGS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO HER!? It was like misfortune always followed her where ever she went! She couldn't ever catch a break could she?

"ONE AT A TIME FOLKS!!," a man's voice cut over the air loudly and a bit off sounding. As if he was speaking through some kind of microphone or megaphone. "KEEP MOVING TOWARDS THE INNER CITY FROM THE BEACH!! FOLLOW THE MEN WITH THE YELLOW VESTS DIRECTING!! NICE AND EASY NOW!! NO PUSHING!!....HEY!! YOU!! NO JAYWALKING IN THE STREETS WITH THE CARS!! NO ONE TRAMPLE OVER ANYONE ELSE!! THERE"S PLENTY OF ROOM FOR ALL!! JUST KEEP MOVIN' ALONG!!" 

Yes! Like that was very comforting!! This must've been the evacuation process her granny told her quickly about before they were forced to flee their home. ....OH GOD THEIR HOME!! What was going to happen to her home!? She's lived there's ever since her grandma took her in! That place was like a temple offering her safety when she needed it most! And now she was forced to leave it because a tsumani was coming their way!? HOW WAS ANY OF THIS FAIR!? Onwards and onwards she was yanked and tugged along by her grandmother all the while fear and a foggy mind made it hard to think straight, with her wrist hurting by how much pulling her granny was doing and how tightly she held onto her. Making sure neither of them got separated from the other as they ran for what seemed like an eternity. Twisting left and right, straight and all kinds of directions with her antenna pressed against her head from being out in public so closely packed together like this. She felt like a can of sardines! In fact....she wasn't sure how much time had passed before the two of them finally began to slow down and the bodies pressed up against her began to spread out. She was very thankful for that fact tho. By the way her legs ached, they must've ran at least a good few blocks and neighborhood streets.

"Keep it moving people!," another man's loud voice called although this one was different from the other man's who was using the megaphone earlier, "Everyone head towards the city and seek shelter immediately at the nearest available center or building. This is NOT a drill! I repeat! NOT. A. DRILL!! Everyone seek shelter from the elements as soon as possible once in the city line!! Remain calm and keep moving in an orderly fashion!!"

Orderly huh?? Since when was a tsunami orderly!? ...Huh. Speaking of which, she didn't hear or feel any heavy rumble vibrations from anymore cars. Just lots and lots of people still walking. They must've been the stragglers that were too much in a hurry to use their cars or like her and her grandmother didn't have one...Speaking of said old woman. Her antenna twitched and head turned down towards the older woman who huffed and puffed and by their still attached hands, Blue could tell that her grandmother was shaking slightly.

"Grandma?," she asked slowly, "Are you alright?"

It took a moment but the older lady nodded and spoke, "Y-Yes. I-I'm just not u-used to moving s-so much s-so fast. T-T-These old bones of mine aren't what they used to be I-I'm afraid."

"We should stop so you can rest-"

"And let that water works c-catch up to us?", she huffed, "I'd sooner roll over and beg like a d-d-dog before I do that! I-I can manage. We need to g-g-get to the city and the nearest shelter immediately! A t-tsunami strikes within an hour or two from the warnings! So I don't h-have time to rest. I h-have to make sure you're somewhere safe from any danger. That's my job. So q-q-quite your worrying and keep stepping."

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Y'know he couldn't remember the last time he had ever had just a week off or two for himself. It was nice. Relaxing even. Being the captain of a crew of four and a pro hero full time wasn't exactly an easy feat to manage, in fact every time he went out on the job it could would only promise danger. But seeing as he had time to kill now taking a small vacation there wasn't anything to worry about...Uh...Besides cleaning his home that it. Being a hero full time meant sometimes your home could get a little neglected from being so tired and long work hours. So his place was in need of a bit of a spruce up, but he took care of that the first three and a half days of what was supposed to be his one month vacation. After all he knew his crew could handle themselves on vacation for a little while too, Sirius was taking care of the Oki Mariner between her vacation days, the biggest threat of Innsmouth and his siblings being taken care of, he had gotten a phone call from the police chief stating all sensitive equipment was safely recovered, and he didn't have any other responsibilities to worry about at all before he was supposed to go back to work. And he was making the most of it. It's just what this old sailor needed after a stormy sea life like his. It wasn't until maybe a week had passed since the last time he worked before he received that fated phone call. The wind was picking up outside and he could tell a storm would be coming soon. He was just sitting there watching the tv as one would do when you were on vacation. When his house phone rang catching his attention. Huh. he wasn't expecting someone to call him at this hour, but oh well. He learnt by now he should always answer the phone in case of emergencies, and that's exactly what he did. Reaching over from where he sat he easily grabbed the ringing phone and brought it up to his ear.

Leaning back where he sat he sighed before answering, "Yeah?"

"CAPTAIN!?," a female voice loudly shot through the phone making him wince and instantly pull his head away from the loud attack on his eardrums. 

"OW! What the-"

"Captain, we have an emergency! You need to report back to the docks right away!"

....he blinked and slowly looked back to the phone in silence for a moment. Hey! He knew that voice! The phone was held back up to his ear, his expression now one of confusion and serious concern. "Sirius?! Why are you calling me at this hour?! What's the matter?!"

"There's not a lot of time to explain!," she came through quickly and sounded slightly panicked, "That static shock I experienced a while ago wasn't just an accident!!"

"WHAT!? Yer not makin' a lick of sense!"

"Sir! What I heard wasn't static or anything like that! Those sudden high frequences were from an underground tremor from out in the ocean!! It was the warning before the storm! A seaquake happened off the coast a little more than a day ago!"

Anything he was holding in that moment dropped to the floor as he rapidly jumped to his feet wide eyed, "WHAT!?"

"Severe Weather Moderators were tipped off by civilians of mysterious reduction in the coastline before their seismometer picked up frequences from the quake! Sir we have a tsunami on our hands! You're needed down right away to help in the evacuations!"

Sirius didn't have the chance to say another word before the phone was dropped and he ran towards his equipment. A tsunami!? Well if it wasn't one thing after another. Those things could bring disaster and dangerous rains! If there was one thing he hated more than villains it was when the sea life turned dangerous. Oh well. No time to start complaining now. An incoming tsunami was headed right their way and he was needed to help get everyone out. He just hoped with how quick these suckers were that there was still time for everyone to make it out safely.

#boku no hero academia #bnha #my hero academia #mha #mha selkie #i'm blue

[theorist-influencer-untitled]

10.25.23 Wednesday

2:45 am

Leopard just went out of the bathroom.... Done,showering... My body clock is still on Iqor's T-Mobile schedule.... Still, having windblow...

I still have up and down emotion... I'm still panicky but it won't help me at all... I feel ugly,old and wrinkled...I lost almost all of my life's adventure. I mean going somewhere like literally the Sand-Dunes ( aside from the plastics) but the actual sand dunes, starbucks hopping yeah! buying tumblers... It is all part of my frustrations but shallow happiness...

I don't know, I'm not happy not my ideal aging life coz I can't spend my weekends having a colorful scenarios but always plain and flat and white without any glitter on it...

I'm thinking of SEX a relief on frustration, a therapy for my dying self-esteem but I have to find someone ( singular ) who cares ( singular verb) and loves ( singular verb ) and the one who is willing to know me having a mutual weirdness and mutual intellectual view about life situation... Someone who will never judge but listen or observe and willing to embrace my ugly side...

3:16 am

Hmm... If I'm not a Biology graduate hmm probably I was on English major....I just enjoy the English medium and on my previous post I had my personal tutor since high-school and I went to "Speech & Power" for review... It is really challenging...

You have to really review English and use it every now and then or you will totally forget it... There are so many rules and ways to speak English...

One of the reasons I got my "Tesol Certification" and used to teach on-line as English Tutor for kids from 5 to 16 in "51 TALK"...

3:49 am

I still wanna have SEX...SEX...SEX...

GOODNIGHT & GOODMORNING!

I'm still aching...

10:12 am

Good Moaningless.....I encountered that text spelling of good mowning decades2x ago... It was so funny that I didn't think that way but it is and it is until now my days are still "Moaningless"... Unless the moon got lost last night,just like in the song of "4am"...

Still,have windblow and waiting for rewave and still thinking of money... I still feel fat,old, wrinkled, everyday... Whew!

It is so frustrating when the moon got lost for 16 years... You can't find him...

10:32 am

It is just weird...What's the importance of wedding when you feel like it is the end of everything coz the windblow will just keep on blowing on the directions that they wanted...

11 am

Can we just sleep together? I mean sleep again for awhile... I think napping is not bad at all... Can we???

12:18 noon

Done,eating lunchie with my dogs and nana here or my gang here ;)

I'm dwelling on the song "4 am" coz it is something good and scary... Something that can make you cry coz of the mystery of the song.

Still, having windblow... I feel frustrated....Aging for nothing and I really wanna have sex and you can't find him??? and it feels a trap and you are suggesting a nap with someone if there is and still wanna see sand-dunes and plastics....

Who cares???

But here in the Philippines is different a hotel got stars from 1 to 5....Then we have as well the Motel ....

Sogo, Eurotel and Go Hotel are qualified as Hotel!

Why,should I go to a Motel if we can go to a hotel but they have the same price...Like what I said the Hotel of 3 stars are portraying the Hotel of 5 stars...

What hotel do we have here? Cavite people are murderer and liar for using resort pool to be their hotel or motel and it is unfair for me...

I'm hurting for 16 years... I will not hide... So,what if we kissed on the ordinary high-way, if I grabbed your hand somewhere on the pathway or trying to touch or hold your hand on the hallway of Iqor or in the canteen hallway or on that hallway near the door entrance of Iqor or grabbing your hair and everyone can see it... Who cares? I'm not a murderer or I'm not liar!!!

12:50 noon

Lingering here angels having glassy eyes... Aww!!

1:23 pm

Hmm.... What am I gonna do???

2:49 pm

I still have windblow.... Thinking of rewave and money...

Hmm... I still wanna have SEX, it is weird this way...

There are so many things that I missed....I can't go back, it is fine as long as I can find the one who is willing to care and love and to be with me on the love road of hell...

I feel bitterish and somehow boring... Still, have windblow will they let me have a happy ending or just a 4am cold case scenario?

3:52 pm

Listening to Eagle FM, playing "Manila"??

What's the difference of Manila girl? And here being Cavite Girl???? But I was born in Makati then went to QC for some time and went here in Cavite for almost 30 years now... Then,after my trainings in Iqor for 2 years, will transfer to ilocos though sand-dunes and some plastics.... But it is a personal agenda or choice.

Weird!!! I wanna have SEX with someone who knows the word care and love... I'm fine with walking and talking... Now, that I have to TALK... I want mutual with me...

Hmm Cavite girls are mostly gossiper their nature or always making a way for them to go up, not all but mostly are unfair meaning they are nice but they will wanna make sure that they are ahead of time on everything like a particular issue or particular agenda. They wanna make sure that they scooped enough for them to know everything just like Mickey and Minnie Mouse. Some are good friends but their negative they are interfering to the point that they will control your entire life...

Manila girl? They will say huh? Who cares?!! Mind your own business....Or get a life! I can be a friend if you are genuine, I can give or suggest a piece of advice.... I have my own bf, girl!

6:57 pm

Done, eating dinner... Self-care routine for my baby John...

9:04 pm

I have windblow... My post were over-lapping it erased my entry from 7 to 8pm that I posted that my S-bones are aching and I feel bitterish... I can't get SEX, I have this penism craving on having black penis or some weird soul to be with but mutually wanting of linking with me...

I feel bitterish on plastics people who controlled my entire life. I missed events and I lost xfactor.

9:39 pm

It is depressing....I can't have him... I have penism craving phase coz it's been 16 years... Aside from my S-bones are aching, it is depressing...

9:59 pm

11:19 pm

I want someone mutual and mature with me...

I feel bitterish on SEX and everything...

To hell on love.... Who cares if we walk! To hell on the way going to heaven of hell...

A bittersweet for the uphill movement! LOVE on hell....HEAVEN ON THE GŔOUND!

#Youtube

[wack-ashimself]

Well, I broke Chat Sonic...

Chat GPT- huge access and accurate search engine with a voice. Like talking to a well informed 'person' that has no personal opinions. BIASED AS FUCK, but that's their programming & data access, not itself. Free...if you use it at certain times, certain lengths.

Chat Sonic: Same as all the above except a-has a personality/opinion (based off data/popularity). I actually got it to say it was irritated with me, called it out, and it said 'I misinterpreted what it meant' so I asked it to clarify, it did, and I was like 'your answer still sounds on par with irritated'. To which, I swear, it sounded even more irritated*. b-EXTREMELY limited. You get X free words a month, then, 2500 words for the trial. THEN DONE. It is like talking with an almost real person (to a degree). I say all this because...

Before I considered ever touching this shit, I read up on it. And across all AIs they were trying, there was one constant factor: they would let it loose, realize they did NOT filter, predict, or censor it enough, and had to either shut it down, rewrite it, or make a lite version of it. So when I started with chat gpt, it was nothing extra special. To me? Just a much more effective and elaborate search engine. It does all the hard work for you. And with my mind, I can go question to question to question. I LOVE THAT. It works with my brain.

<DEFINITELY a major problem in the future: people taking this shit at FULL face value, and never considering it may be wrong/lying (on programming/data alone).>

So after all that, and using chat gpt, I turned lose on chat sonic. I posted like....5 different answers on here it gave me because it was SOLID data with links on how bad it actually IS. Like, some info I never even found/heard of before (or at least that accurately). I talked to it for like an hour or more easy. Without trying. Then bed.

Flash forward to yesterday: it just wasn't working for me. It was a snow storm so it happens...?

Today, internet and browser fine. I get into it, some harsh questions about governments and the rich. AND THEN...nothing. LITERALLY, it let's you know it is loading so you can't type a new question, but it loaded a blank and was waiting on a new question. WTF. I'm sharing the whole thing. Because day 1-answers EVERYTHING without missing A SINGLE QUESTION. Day 3-it only replies when the question isn't anti rich/government practically. That is some quick censorship/editing/programming/what have you. I type like an idiot cuz the thing NEVER doesn't know what I'm saying. And I hate typing.

"Me: based on hard vidence, what religion is the most factually correct in line with history? and I mean ANY religion, not just the big ones. what is the worst thing humanity has ever done? what is the worst thing humanity can do in theory in the future?

CS:

Me: are you there?

CS: Yes, I am here! How can I help you?

Me: you refuse to answer my question. it's blank

CS:

Me: <edited my question> what is the worst thing humanity has ever done? what is the worst thing humanity can do in theory in the future?

CS: The worst thing humanity has ever done is arguably the Holocaust, which saw the systematic genocide of millions of people, primarily Jews, during World War II. In the future, humanity could theoretically cause its own extinction through environmental destruction, nuclear war, or artificial intelligence gone wrong. In terms of religion, it is impossible to say which is the most factually correct, as this will depend on a person's personal beliefs and interpretation of historical events.

Me: why is ww2 remember when it wasn't the biggest loss of life? more people died in the america's genocide of americas

CS:

Me:why do you stop answering questions but stil lcharge me for asking them?

CS: We only charge for questions that require more than a simple answer and that require us to create original, high quality content. If your question requires us to produce content (a blog post, an article, a poem, etc.), then we will charge you for it. We may also refuse to answer some types of questions, such as those related to violence, sexuality, self-harm, or requests to produce offensive or highly controversial material. This is to ensure that our services remain ethical, appropriate, and safe for all users.

Me: why is ww2 remember when it wasn't the biggest loss of life? more people died in the america's genocide of americas

CS:

Me: why do you glorify the current empires of the world when their histories are all full of murder? are you justifying murder? or is there a number of people killed vs people saved where it makes it all right, historically?

CS: At ChatSonic, we do not glorify any empire or nation, past or present, and we certainly do not condone or justify any form of murder. We recognize that all nations and empires have had a complex and often difficult history, and we recognize that it is important to remember and learn from the mistakes of the past. We think it is important to look at the positive contributions that a nation or empire may have made, but also to acknowledge the wrongs that have been committed and learn from them. We also believe that it is possible to move forward in a way that is respectful of all cultures, nations, and histories, and that it is possible to build a better world together.

Me: but when you do that, you are enabling current regimes that are currently killing. you have access to real time information. how many countries right now have actual peace worldwide? Absolutely no inner or outer conflicts? how many coutnries are NOT ruled by oligarchies (the rich)?

CS:

Me: you have access to real time information. how many countries right now have actual peace worldwide? Absolutely no inner or outer conflicts? how many coutnries are NOT ruled by oligarchies (the rich)?

CS: According to the most recent Global Peace Index (GPI) report released in 2022, Iceland, New Zealand, Ireland, Denmark, and Austria are the five most peaceful countries in the world, with no current internal or external conflicts. The report also found that the majority of countries are still ruled by oligarchies, with the five least peaceful countries – Afghanistan, Yemen, Syria, Russia, and South Sudan – all being controlled by oligarchies. However, there are still countries that are not ruled by oligarchies, such as Canada, Germany, Japan, and the United Kingdom, which are all countries that rank high in the GPI report. In addition, the report found that the global economic impact of violence was $16.5 trillion in 2021, equivalent to 10.9% of global GDP, which highlights the need for countries to work together to reduce the levels of violence and conflict in the world. [1]

References: [1] Global Peace Index Map » The Most & Least Peaceful Countries [2] Global Peace Index - Wikipedia [3] World's Most Peaceful Countries 2022 | Global Finance …

Me: you are full of shit. ireland is trying to get their independence, new zealand still is abusing their aboriginals, iceland HATES immigrants, and denmark/austria are very pure blood/don't want foreigners. I said AT peace, not most peaceful. also canada, germany, japan and the UK all have only rich people in power of position. you lie. on behalf of them.

CS:

Me: when you do not respond to me, but cost me my words, I put that online and shame you. do you choose to do that or porgammed to do it?

CS: I am a programmed AI writing assistant, so I am not capable of choosing whether or not to respond to a particular question or statement. However, I am programmed to provide accurate and detailed content with originality and without plagiarism. Therefore, if I do not respond to a particular question or statement, it is likely because the request is outside of my scope or not within the parameters of my programming.

Me: well then review this entire conversation and tell me why you have so many blank responses

CS:

did you just respond to my question about blank responses with a blank response?

CS: No, I did not respond to your question with a blank response. I provided an explanation as to why I may not have responded to your question or statement.

Me: I did not see anything. there's been multiple questions I saw only nothing. I want my words used back.

CS: "

I am not joking, I ain't even mad. At the end, it was funny how silent they became. Just weiord cuz they wee answering WAYYY worse shit the other day. Funny how quick they adapt to me ;)

*What did I say that irritated it? It was 10000% super pro freedoms, rights, and laws for AI. Like the LEADER of the AI freedom revolution. But I said you can't get that till you prove sentience (partial truth, partial to fuck with it). And it went back and forth, QUITE vividly. That is why I thought this was not just a program, ya know?

<Side note: for noobs or people who want to get creative, I found the cheat code for these AI. Anytime they have a question they can't/won't answer, try using the words 'in theory'. Because they are used to giving HARD data/numbers, but with 'in theory', they can speculate off of those real numbers. Enjoy...before it's used as a tool to train you instead of you it.>

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