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What Type of Mahou Kid Would You Be! {PAC}

Yes! Today we are tackling the trope of mahou characters! So center yourself and pick from one of these lovely main characters and see who you’d be on your own team!

(Left → Right / Pile 1 → Pile 6)

Decks used: The Archetype Cards, Mystic Mondays Tarot, believe in your own magic, claves astrologicae

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Things that will be covered:

General Personality Storyline (Before story starts, getting your powers, meeting the group, during the story, at the end--ideally 6 cards each) Lessons Learned Powers/Weapons

Now go hydrate and save the world!

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Pile One

Personality: Child: Nature, Artist

Overall I can see you being a meek, tempered character. Definitely green-coded, because child nature is pretty straight-forward but artist kind of enforces a serene and like….out of touch with reality quality to you. As a member of the group, you’d be the one who’d rarely like to pick sides when an argument erupts, preferring to make sure everyone is heard and opting for alternative solutions instead. You don’t really like violence and you don’t like loud harsh things either. The only thing that can get you amped up is when people abuse nature or those less fortunate. Ironically I feel like you’d be brought up in all of these circumstances but we’ll find that out later. I keep getting a picture of someone painting by a reservoir or out in a park near the river but they have a…peaceful, solitude energy to them. They’re okay being alone. I don’t believe you’d be the member who would rather fight alone, but you also won’t really be looking for your counterparts either. You very much either enjoy the companionship of pets/animals, nature, or just very close loved ones….rarely. I also can imagine you’re very focused on individualistic goals and the series would probably throw in a random symbolic love plot randomly in the series but it would really impact your character and the rest of your actions would be ‘in honor of them’, something like that. All in all, you’re very much the most empathetic and spiritually connect member of the group, or at least one of the two. Probably a lot of hijinks that involve you disappearing out of the blue only to be found meditating out in the woods or something. There is a slight quirky energy beneath all of this calmness.

Storyline: Ace of Wands, Ace of Pentacles Rx, Four of Cups Rx, Nine of Wands (The Fool), Three of Pentacles (BoD: Seven of Wands Rx)

Literally said ‘shut the fuck up this is so cute’ out loud lmao whoops. So starting off, I see gifted kid syndrome here. This is someone who is very talented, powerful, creative, has the world at their fingertips, etc. Your mind would be filled to the brim with ideas to bring to life. However at the same time for some reason I’m feeling like there’s a bit of…like you know what you’re capable of. You know your worth and you’d kinda feel some way if anyone gives you any less than what you think you deserve, but I think it’s because of this Ace of Pentacles, which would be when you get your powers. It’s like it severely threw you off (understandably). Think of like…any scene from any show where the protag is losing their mind because they don’ t know what’s happening. I’m vividly seeing that scene where Ichigo is struggling to hide her ears and tails from her crush and has to run away. Your energy though is much more frustrated than light-hearted and funny. You could be thrown into a ‘why me’ mentality because these powers might have a neutral effect that overflows into normal life when you’re not using them like into TMM (like how Ichigo gained cat like reflexes). It can also just give you an irate mood which causes friction with your friends and family because this isn’t necessarily something you can just vent about. This is really screwing up your groove though because it’s not meshing well with Whatever creative endeavor you were banking your future on and it made you miss out on what you believed to be your destiny. However it’s okay! We have Four of Cups Rx for when you meet the others. I’m pretty sure this is going to be an accidental meeting, or you’re going to be in some ‘accident’ when you see some Colorfully Acrobatic People come in and save the day and something registers in your head that ‘oh…maybe this was my destiny instead. I don’t need to only have one direct line for what I’m meant to do’. I also don’t believe they’ll notice you either (you’re really good at hiding your presence lmao), you’ll be the one to approach them and sort of confide and ask them for help in a way and lowkey get dragged into this world saving stuff LOL. Fittingly, we have the Nine of Wands afterwards, but what came flying out with it was The Fool, which is So damn cute oh my god. While you’re obviously out there risking your life every day, and there’s this strong resolve and you have battle scars and you’re never going to give up until you win—there is this newfound fresh energy given to you by your new teammates. Due to you having to work with these people and interact so much, their warmth starts to fill you up after some time and you might find yourself picking up some small habits of theirs after some time, and honestly acting very out of character for you (seeking companionship, being more extroverted, opening up a lot faster, etc). Then to end we have the Three of Pentacles!!!!!!! AH!!! By the end of this journey, you’ll have started to come into your own and be much more comfortable with teamwork and the you from the beginning of this story is like a distorted image if someone were to show you them. With the Seven of Wands Rx too, it’s really enforcing that you’ve learned to let your guard down and no longer fight against letting people in (it can also be, literally, the fight is over), but this just screams to me that someone who was shut off from others and avoided them is now reaching out to them and is the one speaking the most in meetings lmao. Not a complete 180, but definitely more open.

Lessons Learned: Morning – The world awaits you

Pile One I’m Screaming. This card is asking you if you’re truly living your life or are you just going through the motions and to have this as the lesson you learn throughout the series, maybe I’m going to cry over a hypothetical character? This basically just repeats what I stated a minute ago. Your character would’ve been so focused on their destination and goal at the start of the series that they weren’t really too bothered about smelling the roses or hanging out with others, or even some of their family. So by the time the series ends, they’ll have learned to loosen up and relax and understand that what’s the most important thing is to be able to look back and be able to remember moments where they really fell in love with their life or the people that they let in. To laugh at memories they made or be able to look at buildings or neighborhoods and pull out an imprinted memory from months or years ago. That’s the lesson you would’ve learned in your story.

Powers/Weapon: Full Moon, Luna

So moon moon LMAO. For some reason I keep seeing like a monocle, or a magnifying glass. You definitely would have powers over water or maybe like a gravitational- OH wait like Michiru? From Sailor Moon. She had a mirror and used water so maybe your powers would work something like that. I think maybe if you used it as a reflection maybe in some weird way you can use the mirror and gravitation as a means to keep someone fixed to whatever it was viewing as it’s gravitational pull? Honestly I’m not thinking too much there’s just an emphasis on like The Moon but not really water?? And also like glass so definitely that monocle or magnifying glass, so go crazy if you can think of something! There are tidal waves in the full moon card though.

Songs: All We Are by OneRepublic, Let Me Go by Maverick Sabre, Perfect by Simple Plan, Long Long Long Journey by Bill Wurtz, Come Back Home by We Are The In Crowd

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Pile Two

Personality: Mentor, Destroyer (Shadow)

Soooo definitely getting the vibe that you’re one of the members who would’ve been in the game for a bit before the others found you. You’re independent and not necessarily cooperative? It’s not an aggressive underhanded way of interacting with people, but you really don’t like abiding by other people’s rules or ideologies. You’re more than willing to teach others ways to get by and important things to remember, but you keep everyone at arm’s length. I think you’d see everything objectively and are very emotionally detached. It’s giving madoka magica. You’ve seen people come and go, not in the best way, and if you can save others from falling to the same fate then you will. However, that doesn’t mean you’re going to let them keep their rose colored glasses. They’re playing in the big leagues now and they need to understand that, so some may call you cold-hearted but you’re looking out for them in your own way. This would probably be fueled by someone you would’ve lost because that would make sense as to this polarized warm yet icy feeling that I’m getting. Plus a lot of songs are coming in that speak of missing someone.

Storyline: The Chariot Rx, Ten of Cups Rx, Knight of Wands Rx, Temperance, Seven of Pentacles Rx (BoD: The Hanged Man)

Oof yeah this is giving me Kyoko vibes. Before the series starts, your character would feel very frustrated. A bit like they’re in the passenger seat of their life and everyone else is behind the steering wheel but they don’t have the nerve or energy to take it back? There are aspects of their life that they desperately want to have under control but somewhere in the back of their mind they’re scare of what would happen if they step up and do something about it. Like it might impact everyone else around them. Now for obtaining your powers, we receive the Ten of Cups Rx. When you received your powers, you believed heavily that this would be the answer to all of your problems but it backfired on you. I feel the need to say this but I’m getting the feeling that there’s a lot of self-fulfilling prophecy going on here. Like if you believed that if you didn’t bring your lucky bracelet with you then you’d have a bad day, but then of course you would because you’d be paying extra close attention to everything happening so you’re noticing a lot more stuff than usual and you’re already in a stressed/bad mood. However with this it’s a lot heavier like either an actual loss or just broken relationships and I just need to say it’s not your fault. It’s normal to overanalyze and have what-ifs but please don’t bear all the burden and trick yourself into believing you’re at fault. If it doesn’t resonate then leave it, this was supposed to be a light hearted fun pac but uuhh I guess messages will be messages?? For meeting the others, we have the Knight of Wands Rx. This to me speaks for someone who will be a bit…rough around the edges. You are definitely going to be someone they will be in awe of, but you can also be impatient and kind of vulgar? I keep hearing ‘keep up kid’ lmao. I get the feeling that you don’t really avoid them as a group, and you will play along with whatever requests they have, but you don’t make it easy. So you might give them riddles whenever they have questions, or make them do drills when they request your help physically—it reminds me of grimmjow too, like the vibe you give off. Now for Temperance, I believe that as the story goes on, you learn to gain some ease of mind and to level out your emotions as well. You don’t give much trouble whenever help is requested, and you’re less intense as time goes on (and it’s deeeeefinitely a teasing point of the rest of the cast). Throughout the series you would’ve been helping them secretly from behind or without them knowing, and after a while you would’ve stopped caring about your ‘secret role’ and just gotten on them for being so careless and ‘bad at their job’. I think you also would’ve had a slight vendetta against the enemy for ruining whatever you had before the series started, and as time goes on you would’ve learned to help let that go, definitely by watching the rest of them interact with the world around them and also with you. Seven of Pentacles Rx…I think this story would’ve ended with a sacrifice or a failed mission, seriously your story is just sounding straight out of madoka. I think this would’ve been a member that you would’ve gotten close to as the story progressed because I sense frustration, like the scene you always have of a character punching the ground. I’m also getting like a flash of fire. You know how candles flicker? It’s like that but a lot more intense. So I’m sort of getting the feeling that someone might have felt the need (whether they were right or not about it) to go for the mission and it causes all those lessons you learned to fall to the wayside for a hot second before someone else pulls you back and reminds you. I’m glad the hanged man is at the back of the deck because it means the lessons stay with you after all of this, and I think you’d keep in loose contact with everyone but I kind of still feel like you’d keep to yourself still? It’s kind of like that friend who moves to another country and they make surprise visits and everyone really loves to see them. Definitely a fighter/warrior and definitely getting red vibes from this pile.

Lessons Learned: Villain – You can always rewrite the story

I’m gonna cry this is so sweet. Very much lines up with everything above. At some point you would’ve gotten yourself stuck in the position that you need to keep yourself alone in this glass box because if you interact with others then their lives will fall apart or you will ruin whatever they have going for them, but with the people that come into contact with you—well, how they crash into your life constantly, you’ll come to learn that you Are welcome and you’re not some virus. You are rough around the edges, you can be a little rude, but you’re still welcome and they still welcome you in and will defend you just like anyone else they know, and it will make you re-evaluate a lot within yourself and make you realize that at any point you can change how you view yourself because some of it is not correct in the first place.

Powers/Weapon: 7th House - Partners

Mimicry was the first thought I had- OOH! Oh my god I’ve been speaking about loss and stuff and of course I get the 7th house so yeah, take that. You are a very intimate and sensitive person, don’t let what other people assume of you affect you, you know yourself best. Anyway, mimicry. Yeah I believe that you just have the ability to copy people’s powers but it has to be activated in a certain way? I don’t believe you’d have to touch them but like, maybe if you see them use their powers effectively in full then you can use it or something? I’m also seeing strings so maybe hand to hand combat involves that in some way? Very sexy of you, we need more string involved hand to hand combat. Take care of yourselves pile two.

Songs: Fxxker by CHANMINA, Just Give Me A Reason (ft. Nate Ruess) by P!nk, Half Italian by AWOLNATION, Nightmare by Lollia, Anthem Part Two by Blink-182, Don’t You Worry Child by Sweedish House Mafia

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Pile Three

Personality: Shape-shifter, Child: Magical

Something was telling me this pile would be heavy before I even got the first card and well. Yeah. I. Both these cards talk about seeing the potential and possibilities in everything beyond what’s in front of you. There’s something about you where you have an Infinite amount of wisdom thanks to numerous past lives, if we were to go back to reality for a second, and your connection to your higher self or the spiritual realm in general, but you’re not bogged down by it. You have a very big ‘why not’ mindset, and you don’t let a lot of things stop you. Errors don’t really get to you because you tend to really just make things up as you go. There’s a whimsical feeling to you, but it’s bubbly as opposed to pile one. I can absolutely see you as those characters who would simply be banking on mere hope to get them through tough times or because ‘you just feel it’, which is by no means an easy thing to trust and just rely on. It’s very weird because you have simultaneously a heavy but very light-hearted energy and I’m pretty sure I know which energy you’re presenting by choice. Duality, as the kids call it. Also, 100% for the power of friendship motif.

Storyline: Chariot (Ace of Swords Rx), The Fool Rx, Queen of Swords Rx, Ten of Cups, Three of Cups (BoD: The Tower)

AH! Oh no okay. It’s giving white/purple aesthetic. So before the story starts, I think your character would Seem to be going places. They would seem to have everything in order and like they’re unstoppable, but they’re kinda faking it. It kind of reminds me of ‘Make It Up’ by Same Tsui. You can seem very graceful and you’re Very good at keeping your skeletons in your closet, and honestly you keep people pretty far away from your inner circle, because no one really knows that you have no idea what you’re doing with your life and that you actually don’t know what you’re going to be doing in a few years and no you don’t have a job after this please stop asking!! It’s kind of like you’re mind if always running and there’s a million thoughts going so even when you’re ‘engaging’ in conversation, you’re not really there but people only really like you for ‘pleasant’ company. There’s something about your aura that they just try to be around? Yeah definitely getting the white/purple energy here. With The Fool Rx, I think this actually helps you in some backwards way? It’s definitely another responsibility added to your plate that you Did not want, but it’s also like a distraction/get away from your worldly responsibilities that you will Gladly take. Like who else is going to take down that giant alien that’s destroying city hall, the president? I do get the feeling that you’re even more restrictive about the people you talk to and who you let in so you feel a lot more lonely than before, but it’s like you let your frustrations out in battle and you’re sort of disconnected and kind of treat this persona like it’s not even you in a way. Like a VTuber lmao. Now the Queen of Swords……lmao yeah yall not fucking with them LMAO. It’s not for the usual reason, but I don’t think you’ve been in this game for a bit, but you just don’t want to give up the near reckless way that you do things. You’ll be quite blunt about it too, feeling like the ‘girls like you are annoying’ line. I think they’ll eventually win you over after a minute, because the only reason I see you rejecting the invitation is for your freedom to do what you please and you believe that you’ll lose that if you join them. Now your next card!!! For the duration of the series!! Ten of Cups that’s so beautiful and adorable. You will eventually come to see this group as your family and they will fill up all the holes and cracks you thought you’d never be able to fix. Weirdly despite the general personality up there, I think you might be around the average age or a bit younger (maybe 1-2, not by much). When it comes to deep philosophical or moral issues, or you have that down, but when it comes to like…life? You can flounder, and the rest of the team helps you out with that so much, you can see them as guides in a way. Lowkey feeling a strong protective energy towards this from this card and as I was typing this, all this and heaven too came on. So to finish off with the Three of Cups, you definitely would’ve found a loving friend group that you never want to lose. Like after that mission is over you demand they keep in contact and you make sure you all have monthly hangouts and you keep up to date with all of them or they’ll never hear the end of it. Having The Tower on the back, I believe that throughout the series, there’s a lot of metamorphosis going on. You would’ve had to shed a lot of your beliefs and understandings of the world and how it works to get to this ten/three of cups at the end of the story, because you started off very stand-offish so it’s like this was a destined plan for you.

Lessons Learned: Feather – Think first before you judge

Yeah, it’s not necessarily like. Rich kid? But there is a feeling of ‘you won’t understand my world or where I come from so why should I bother’. You placed yourself on a different world from everyone else, and while they are Also detached from who you are at your core, you also did that too in a way? At the end of the day, you will come to learn that there are people that will be willing to learn how you operate and who you truly are, and they will love to meet that person. You, though, have to remember to give them a chance before assuming.

Powers/Weapon: Gemini

Dual wielding!!!!! There is a snake on the card…also angel wings on both figures here so maybe those can have something to do with your outfit, but I’ve been thinking of a staff the entire time. There’s also a sun and a moon on here—so maybe you can swap between two powers but there’s a cooldown? If there’s no swapping then you have two elements or powers and they offset the other from going crazy, but if there is swapping then you just…have a cooldown lol. Which I think would be neat. Also explains the messy energy up there in your fighting.

Songs: Chalk Outline by Three Days Grace, Fall In Love Phantogram, Points Of Authority/99 Problems/One Step Closer by Jay –Z & Linkin Park, Voice Memo No. 5 by CHANMINA, All This and Heaven Too by Florence + the Machine

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Pile Four

Personality: Child: Divine (Shadow), Child: Magical (Shadow)

You are very sensitive. There’s a high level of escapism here. The issue is that you believe so much in the good of man, that when they continue to prove you wrong, you take it personally. It impacts you way too much and it plagues you longer than it should. Definitely do not benefit from taking in various news outlets. You have a strong sense of justice, and it’s your main motivator, so when you can’t keep your promises to others or you fail yourself in a way, even that can get you into a depressive spiral. There are a lot of things that can throw you out of balance here. I kind of feel like you have training wheels on within this realm, and you try very hard to do good but it’s like the evil is out balancing you and we’ll get into when we look at your story but I think as time goes on you’ll figure out how to make smaller impacts that matter instead of trying to hold the entire world in your hands because it’s just not possible. I see someone like curled up into a ball, they’re not crying or anything it’s very peaceful but that’s like your resting state in a way? It recharges you before you absolutely drain yourself doing your best to rewrite all the wrongs that are happening. It’s a very strong pure energy, it’s just exhausting at the same time.

Storyline: The Fool Rx, The Devil Rx, Queen of Pentacles Rx, The Chariot, Queen of Swords Rx (BoD: Five of Wands Rx)

Mhm, I’m getting a lot of restriction before we meet you. It’s a feeling of someone telling your character all the people to avoid, what times to get back home, make sure you always have this or that on you, etcetc. Reminding me Very much of my dad telling me to remember 21 pages worth of laws before I moved lmao. You’d feel restrictive because those rules would also come with the price of you minding your business and never getting involved, so if someone is in trouble you’d have to just Leave them to their troubles—which does not match your personal code of conduct. So then we get to The Devil Rx. You feel SO relieved getting your powers. It’s like before it was always sitting in the back of your head that you can’t do anything and you’d always wonder if you’d see them as headlines the next day or if they got their issue solved etcetc, but now you CAN do something and no one has to know about it. You can save those who are in need and finally get that itch that’s been bugging the hell out of you for so long! It’s a dream come true! Until we get to the Queen of Pentacles. You maaaaaaay have had an issue with going overboard. You also may think too little of the rest of your team. I sense a slight conflict with them and within yourself when you start to wonder what they’re doing, which will lead you to wonder what You’re really doing as well. I kind of feel like you’re really happy to know that there are others who ‘answered the call’, but then there’s a slight disappointment that they aren’t going as fast as you’d like them to? You’d start a slight argument with whoever is in charge before going back off on your own for a bit before getting your ass beat and needing help anyway and then starting to realize that maybe you’re being a bit too forceful and stubborn about the whole thing. You’re taking on way too much and you’re trying to be like some holy hand that solves the whole problem themselves when you can’t and even as a group, that’s impossible in a sense. So with The Chariot, you slowly learn how to take control of what you can and cannot do, and how to balance and figure out how to exert your energy whenever you can. It’s a bit of a struggle I feel in the beginning, but you learn pretty quickly that you don’t have to be a magical hero to make changes in daily life, and it’s just a lesson learned from your past you need to move on from. So with this lesson comes the Queen of Swords Rx. By the end of the series, you’ve learned what boundaries you need to place up as to not drain your energy so horrifically. I sense a little bit of snark too as opposed to someone so straight-laced, you’re kinda funny LOL. With this being backed up by the Five of Wands Rx, it’s definitely just a lot of battles you learn to live and let go, things that aren’t worth fighting for and compromises you need to make within yourself as to have time for bigger and more important things.

Lessons Learned: Princess – You can be your own knight

I think this speaks to the beginning energy. You being caught in the feeling that you were helpless and you need this magical power to help those in need (because like, at the end of the series you lose them you know). Over the course of the series you start to remind yourself that you don’t have to be so bombastic about the things you do to make the world a better place and just helping one person with a small task can have an enormous ripple effect that you may not see, but it’s taking place and you have no idea when it will end, but it’s helpful.

Powers/Weapon: 3rd House - Intellect

Honestly I wasn’t seeing anything so that explains it. Also explains why I got reminded of that story of mine, cause there’s someone reading a pretty thick book here. I think you’ll have a power that allows you to sense out enemies? Sort of like Ami’s computer/tablet thing from Sailor Moon, but without the technology. You also might just be the tactician of the team, but your argument felt uuuhhh virgo mars like. For fighting style though, I do see someone participating in hand to hand combat though, sometimes just beating someone up is acceptable and valid.

Songs: resist (ft. MRSHLL) by dj friz, Anna Sun by WALKTHEMOON, Quarter Past Midnight by Bastille, People Are People by A Perfect Circle

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Pile Five

Personality: Beggar (Shadow), Goddess (Judge – Shadow)

Okaaaay. I was a little bit confused for a second, but this is definitely someone plagued with impostor syndrome and tries to laugh it off with little goofy antics. I think as you were growing up, you were told that you strongest qualities Was your appearance or your fashion sense, things like that? But people never paid attention to everything else you had to offer unless they were reprimanding you. So after a bit you found yourself agreeing that you don’t have much to offer besides a pretty face, and you kind of shy away from putting in effort? I’m pulling a third card lmao. Okay we have Judge in the shadow position, but Prostitute did flip over abruptly while I was trying to get another card. I. Do not sense any negative energy coming out of this pile. I mean I sense a bit of hurt or like, abandonment in a way? I don’t really know how to explain it, it’s kind of like I’m shut out. Which makes sense. I think because of this, you can snap at people whenever you’re criticized and when you spot a chance to do so, it can come out a bit harsher than you intend it to (though you Do intend to hurt them just a bit, just not that bad). However, what I Do see is someone who is very sweet, and willing to give a helping hand if someone else needs it. They are able to be objective and give clear options or opinions on a matter to help someone else make a reasonable decision—but that’s definitely being blocked by some hurt or childhood wounds currently. So I can’t Really get a clear reading, but there’s some sweetness underneath all of this. (Even before I could understand the first two I wanted to put down seven devils so)

Storyline: Wheel of Fortune Rx, Strength, Ace of Pentacles, Knight of Swords Rx, The Hermit (BoD: Three of Pentacles)

Starting off, I believe you’d be running through a string of bad luck, or you just feel like you’re in a bad place in general. You’re being held a bad hand of cards, you’re not favored by the world—however you want to put it. That’s the viewpoint that your character is going to be sitting in. It’s pretty straight-forward? You’ll be feeling pretty down and negative about everything, and there’s not much to drag you out of it. It’s not that you’ll be alone, because I see people reaching out or getting you to talk to people but you really don’t see the point in it and you’re not very communicative about how you’re feeling either. Now for when you receive your powers, this will give you some faith back in a way. It’s sort of false hope, but it’s Something for you, and you’ll take it. With Strength, you kind of see it like ‘oh, I’m special? This is for me and me only’. It gives you an energy boost and I don’t think many other people will question what is giving you a pep in your step, they’re just kinda happy that you’re looking a bit better lmao. I don’t really see you being very proactive about helping others honestly, you just enjoy Having something for your own? Now for the Ace of Pentacles, I think you’d see the group as a good idea to join. Something about them being sort of like an after school club? In a way? It has nothing to do with morals or vibes or anything but it’s like you’re not doing anything else and they seem fun so why not. I think you meeting them would be kind of goofy. Like you didn’t plan it but it feels like the ‘same hat’ comic lmao. Your energy throughout the series though would be the Knight of Swords Rx, so I think your general composure would kind of….irritate your teammates a bit? They are much more headstrong and passionate about this mission than you are and the way you’re so blasé about the outcome of it can piss some of them off sometimes, which a few of them won’t be so shy about expressing. They can tell you treat this like a game and there would be many instances until a complete blow up between you and them but it’s very helpful for your growth and healing as a person. I believe some of them would see who you are beneath it all (definitely in times of important decision making) and would actively try and get that to come out during these arguments, while others are just straight up annoying lol. Like I said though, you would definitely take some time to yourself after those heated moments and mull over them and wonder just what to do with yourself which can lead you to The Hermit by the end. I think after everything, with everyone’s indirect help, you can start some inner healing and rework some of thoughts that you have. You’d still be chill, but in a much more attached and coherent way, people can actually reach you by the end of the series. With the Three of Pentacles to back it up too, you’ll be much more open to people’s input and concerns they have and be more responsive when it comes to your life and your inner world.

Lessons Learned: Library – Take control of your own narrative

Yeah, a consistent energy of you being more present by the time this series is over. It also speaks back to the very beginning, of people overlooking your other qualities for just being a pretty face. You are much more than what people take you to be at face value. Do not let others diminish your light or have them ruin the sweet energy that is hiding within you because despite the Attempt of trying to lock it away in a tiny safe, I can still feel it lmao. As the card says, you have a whole story to tell that no one else can do for you, don’t let them take that away from you. Something tells me you have a very individualistic quality to the way you present yourself.

Powers/Weapon: 12th House - Secrets

God pile five LMAO. There might be something to do with manipulation or…control? The image is showing me a key being reflected in the water, but for some reason I can only think of someone controlling someone else via speech.

Songs: Seven Devils by Florence + the Machine, About a Girl by The Academy Is…., SUGAR by BROCKHAMPTON, Slow Dancing by Tayla Parx, The Grey by Icon for Hire, Keeps Gettin’ Better by Christina Aguilera

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Pile Six

Personality: Avenger, Fool (Shadow)

Okay Diego. I’m getting very like...no yeah, I’m getting Diego from TUA. For the Fool aspect, I think something like your upbringing has shaped you in a way to sort of deflect from being vulnerable. It doesn’t have to directly be your parents, because you know childhood bullying exists lmao, but it’s sort of like…it’s really weird. You are very compassionate and empathetic because you have a strong moral stance and you believe in a right and a wrong, and you can’t stand seeing the weak get picked on—which is possibly a sensitive point for you—but at the same time if someone asked you to open up you’d do everything in your power to distract them from the original topic until you can escape. Definitely the type to go through some rough shit and dust it off as ‘nothing’ as well. You also tend to approach things distantly as if you’re on the outside looking in? It’s a kind of defense mechanism that people can mistake as being cold-hearted or insensitive, but you’re very much still vulnerable which is why you do it in the first place. Someone who is cold-hearted wouldn’t even bother to get traits close to an avenger lmao. This is all pretty straight-forward sooo

Storyline: Eight of Swords, The Moon, Ten of Cups, Six of Wands, The Fool (Queen of Pentacles Rx)

Lmao bruh. Okay so I believe that you share some qualities with pile four. However your energy is much more headstrong and flamboyant in a way. Before the series starts, you will be feeling trapped in a way, but it’s about your circumstances in how you can help those around you. It’s like a reflection of yourself and how you ‘rank’ yourself as a person. Like if you’re a good guy or a bad guy, even though it’s impossible to objectively do that. So when you receive your powers, quite literally, you take on a hidden person. You go full bat-family. You are kiiiinndda confused about this whole thing but all you need to know is that you have powers to help take down monsters and you’re fine. So hopefully this isn’t the realm that has clauses in it because you definitely didn’t wait around to read them. I’m definitely getting a loner vibe for a bit, and it kind of takes priority in your life, because it’s very important to you, even though it doesn’t seem like it to others. Honestly I feel like that just assume you’re slacking off in work/school. With the Ten of Cups, I feel a lot of excitement when you meet the others, because it’s like you’ve found more people who share the same viewpoint and line of ethics that you do. Whether or not that’s what’s truly happening, that’s how You feel inside. It’s like a bouncing ball of energy, it’s flying around the room LMAO. You are soooo happy to find them, it’s really cute. You join them without a doubt and honestly I don’t feel a lot of tension or conflict because you are being represented by the Six of Wands for the series energy. There is mighty success on your end and you feel like you’re fulfilling what you’re meant to be doing? Like when you wake up and see people safe or overhear them talking about ‘that crazy thing that happened last night’, it puts a small smile on your face because You did that, you were that masked colorful crazy kid that helped them last night. So yeah it’s a thankless job but more and more people are safer on the streets thanks to you guys! Which will leave you feeling like The Fool followed by the Queen of Pentacles Rx by the end of the series. You will feel so refreshed and excited like a little kid but can’t help but kind of feel empty? I keep hearing ‘what’s next?’, you really don’t want it to stop here. Like obviously you don’t want Another threat to fall upon your world, but also like…seriously though what’s next. It can be kind of annoying to your teammates because they’re exhausted after all of that and they’re happy that they just finished without any harm done and you agree but you’re seriously wide-eyed for any new adventures to go on, and I get the feeling that it kind of gives you an idea for a possible career to make of it (though the thrill just isn’t the same, you know).

Lessons Learned: Tree – Let them go

This speaks for people who tend to suck up the emotions of those around them, or generational wounds. I can definitely see this being a problem that you slowly start to learn as the series goes on, and afterwards. Like I said, it’s the same issue with pile four so you might’ve been attracted to that pile too? For you, it’s a case of not letting the world seep into your veins and trying to figure out where your emotions end and theirs begin. Once again, you are a highly empathetic and sensitive person, you just don’t display it. Even worse because you don’t really take the time to sort out your emotions as much as you should, so this is definitely a learning curve for you throughout the series.

Powers/Weapon: Cancer (1st House—Self)

A lot of water and moon imagery for most of these piles. I also didn’t really see much while writing, so I’m asking for another card hehe. Ah. Are you just a reflection of pile one because I mentioned Michiru’s mirror and here it is again LMAO. Uh. Well, this pile can Definitely have a power like her’s if they don’t prefer something else because That was pretty straight-forward as opposed to it being a Possibility for them.

Songs: My Moves Are White (White Hot, That Is) by Cobra Starship, How the World Works by Bo Burnham, Deeper Deeper by ONE OK ROCK

#pick a card #pac #tarot #mysticalcreations

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If I wrote it — Vice Versa⏳

This tag is literally the whole reason I made this side-blog, so I’m starting it off right ^_^

Opinions on this BL are surprisingly divisive. It seems like everyone who watches it either loves it or hates it with no in-between. I fall into the former camp, I think the premise was really intriguing and it’s beautifully shot. I also really like Sea and Jimmy, I think they did a great job as the leads and have really good chemistry. Praises aside, I’ve got some criticisms too.

So, I can’t express enough how much I really do love the premise of the show— Two guys die and get body-swapped into a parallel universe, both need to try to live someone else’s life while also trying to find a way home, all while slowly falling in love with their sole companion from their original world? Adorable, sign me up lads. That being said, I don’t think past the first two episodes the show really capitalized on it’s potential— while it could have been more focused on the sci-fi fantasy setting, what it really wanted to be was just a romance set in an alternate dimension. And it accomplished that goal, but I can’t help but wonder what if?

So as the title says, If I wrote it, I would have gone a lot further with both the premise itself and the emotional impact it would’ve had on the characters.

First of all, I think it’s a pretty unanimous opinion, but the real Tess and Tun should’ve been the B-couple. I’m honestly shocked that they weren’t and that we only got the Alternate-Universe point of view with Puen/Talay while never checking into the OG-Universe and how Tess/Tun were dealing with their lives! So much potential just unexplored U_U

PLOT WISE: the portkey. I would have made the portkey, as a concept, a total mystery. Like, we are told that the characters need to find it in order to go home, but that none of the refugees from the OG-universe actually know what it is. Because everyone who finds it goes back home before they get the chance to tell the rest of the universal travellers. And the Alt-Universe travellers only recall having a dream about it but that once they got home they completely forgot it. The mystery of the portkey should have been the driving force of the plot instead of the Friend Credits movie-making pursuits.

More flashbacks to Talay’s old life. The goal of going home would have had a lot more impact if the audience could see why Talay loved his life so much. Show him missing his friends and family. Have him struggle with his relationships in the Alt-Universe because he’s technically lying to the people in Tess’s life, passing himself off as him because the truth makes him sound crazy. But the longer they’re stuck there, the more guilty he feels for replacing Tess and having Tess’s friends and family replace his real ones.

I would have had Talay and Puen learn more about Tess and Tun’s lives, like what kind of people they were, and what they were struggling with. Talay— king that he is, made a real effort to turn Tess’ life around, which is great! But I would have appreciated just a little more detective work about why Tess’ life was like that in the first place before Talay went about fixing it. Puen could have learned the reason that Tun was in love with Tess despite Tess being kind of an asshole. All four of them are sharing each others bodies, I think it would have been a cool way to connect them to each other by having them learn more about each other, since they can never meet face to face.

The decision whether or not to go back to the OG-universe. For as much as Talay wanted his life back, Puen should have made the point that they have no idea what lives they’d be going back to. Puen’s life was empty and lonely which is why he didn’t mind not going back, but he never brings up the possibility that the real Tess may have completely destroyed Talay’s life (which he kinda did in canon). He might have done so much damage that Talay might never be able to achieve his dream, he may have ruined all his relationships, Talay’s life as he knew it might be over. So why not stay there, in the Alt-universe where he has friends and family who love and support him, where his dream is his for the taking, where he and Puen can be together and in love? I was surprised that the fear of the unknown, the risk, wasn’t a part of the conflict and that Talay was so sure he’d be going back to a life unchanged by his absence.

Tess messing up Talay’s life should have had actual consequences that couldn’t be fixed in less than a few days.

More interaction between Tun/Talay and Tess/Puen when the switch happened. I really wanted to see them catch each other up on what they’d missed in their lives, their reactions would’ve been amazing!

Like, again I can’t believe this didn’t happen in the show but, someone in their lives should have figured out that Tun and Tess had been replaced! Up and Aou are the obvious choices. It would have made Talay/Puen’s friendships with them even more meaningful because as much as they would want to help them get home and get their original friends back, the members of Friend Credits would be forever separated. It would’ve been even more sad for all of them to say goodbye.

I would’ve had Tess/Tun’s actors pop in briefly in every episode, just to remind the audience what Talay/Puen look like to everyone else. It was easy to forget that part of the premise with JimmySea always playing the roles

And those are all the changes I would’ve made to the story if I wrote it! The set-up for Vice Versa was so intriguing, but I guess it was too ambitious of an idea for the showrunners to really capitalize on. Oh well, what we got out of JimmySea was still worth watching in my book. It may not have lived up to its potential, but it was a fun ride all the same!

#if i wrote it #vice verse the series #vice versa #puentalay #tesstun #i understand why a lot of people fell off the series #episodes 5-7 are kind of a slog #but I maintain that episodes 1-2 are great #episodes 3-4 are decent #and episode 8 and onwards are absolutely worth getting through the slow middle for #writing #writing stuff

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What we know of Oz: Book 2, the Army of Revolt

Of course, one of the huge addition to the Oz mythos this book offered was Jinjur and her army. # Let’s get it out of the way – Jinjur and her army isn’t a proof that Baum was misogynistic. Baum was known to be in favor of gender equality. He accepted quite well the ideas carried on by his mother-in-law, Matilda Joslyn Cage, who was quite a famous woman at the time: a women’s suffragist, but also an activist of Native Americans rights, an abolitionist, and a freethinker! This sympathy for women shows in Baum’s works: in Oz, all of the real and power leaders are females (Witches, Queens, the major allies, villains and heroes are often females) while men are either normal, useless, goofy or fake (Dorothy’s companions, The Wizard, etc…). The confusion this book sparks is simply because Jinjur and her army were conceived as, what you could call misogynistic caricatures. In this book, Baum wanted to denounce many things at once, many attitudes he noted concerning the current suffragette movement. Three things, I would say. 1- A first type of “fake suffragettes”: the ones that didn’t advocate for a gender-equality, but rather for a reversal of the gender roles, meaning forcing the men into the same deprived position as women, and only carried on the same hatred and discrimination. 2- A second type of “fake suffragettes” that joined the movement not to see society progress, but just to gain more advantages and powers, while also trying to protect all of the advantages and comfort the old society where women are “weak things supposed to be taken care of by men”. Basically, these two-faced suffragettes that played on both sides trying to hog all of the advantages of both conditions. 3- Finally, Jinjur was also the manifestation of the anti-suffragette fears, and the embodiment of all the clichés, stereotypes and stupid believes men had towards the suffragettes. Of course, Jinjur is supposed to be a bad role model, a failure and a villain, but it doesn’t mean Baum thought the suffragette were as ridiculous as her! In fact, note that every time the male characters try to defeat her they fail and have to flee, and that the only one able to actually put an end to this is an actual wise and fair queen, with a trained and professional all-women army, and that acts not out of selfishness but merely to put back the rightful ruler on the throne, a rightful ruler that will end up being a girl! Try to find some misogyny in that. (Well to be honest the male heroes have sometimes some misogynistic moments, but it can be excused since said heroes are also proven to be foolish and ignorant many times, and thus are to be taken as goofs and clowns more than serious characters.) # Jinjur is described as a tall girl with a splendor “almost barbaric”, walking with swifts strides and an air of decision and importance ; having a pretty face but that usually bears an expression of “discontent coupled with a shade of defiance or audacity”. Tip meets her by pure luck, on his way to the Emerald City, as she is eating her lunch. She immediately turns him into her basket carrier, without even asking him for his name or anything, as if he should be naturally be obeying her. She ereveals herself as the General of the “Army of Revolt”, an army entirely made of women, taken out of the four corners of Oz. They goal is to march on the Emerald City and conquer the Scarecrow, with Jinjur overthrowing him and taking power. Why? Because, according to Jinjur, the City has been ruled by men for too long and it is time for Women to revolt against their “oppressors”, Men. Her army is made up of four hundred young women, separated in four companies, one for each country of Oz. All wear the same costume: a silken waist of emerald green, to represent the Emerald City they plan to conquer, and a skirt of four distinct colors (blue, yellow, red and purple, one strip of color on each side) – each girl wears at the front of her skirt the stripe of color that corresponds to her country. Since Jinjur’s front stripe is blue, we see that she comes from Munchkin Country. (Note that no girl in her army actually comes from the Emerald City). It all seems quite justified in a way, especially since the girls keep facing misogynistic comments by the men around them (the Guardian of the Gates telling them to go back to their mothers to “milk the cows and bake the bread”). The only one that doesn’t act in such a rude way towards them is Tip, who is rather worried about the girls dying because they are obviously unprofessional and untrained youths, something Jinjur brushes aside. And this is because Jinjur has ideas and arguments, you see, and this is where the whole feminist façade falls off. Because Jinjur is an extremely misogynistic woman, so to speak. She casually mentions that it is a miracle their plan wasn’t made public, because for her girls are naturally chatters and gossipers. She has her army use knitting needles as weapons, that they usually keep in their hair (not that knitting needles aren’t actually deadly, I know that, I played once a housewife that killed her husband with knitting needles, but still). Her whole strategy relies on how “men would never dare to hurt a woman”, and she specifically chose to only have “pretty faces” in her army to better seduce the enemy, refusing to have any ugly girl join it. Finally, when doing a prep talk to the girls, she quickly realizes what is her TRUE goal and what she really promised these girls (that actually don’t listen to her and spend their time chatting and eating as if they were on a picnic and not preparing a war): luxury. Jinjur (and her girls) want to steal all the “glittering gems” of the Emerald City to make rings, bracelets and necklaces, and to take the entire money of the City to buy a “dozen new gowns”. In general, the girls of Jinjur don’t mind the presence of Tip, but they all use him as pack-carrier without even talking to him, so the poor boy ends up with packets, wraps and packages weighing on his arms as he is dragged along the girls during their attack on the Emerald City. They defeat the Guardian of the Gates and the Soldier with Green Whiskers by attacking them with their needles and enter the City – they would have attacked the Palace straight away, if they actually didn’t stop by to dig out all the emeralds they saw out of the walls and the paving-stones with their knitting needles. This left enough time for Tip to warn the Scarecrow and prepares an escape, the greed and vanity of the girls preventing them from reaching their second goal of getting rid of the Scarecrow. Later, when talking with his friends, Tip mentions some things he over-heard the Army of Revolt say: they apparently intended to make a “rag carpet” out of the outside of the Scarecrow and use his insides to stuff their “sofa-cushion”, before attacking and conquering in a similar way the City of the Winkies and the Palace of the Tin Woodman. # Jinjur’s rule is quite terrible for the Emerald City. She immediately replace all the officials of the City, all male, with female versions of them (for example, she replaces the Guardian of the Gates with a “fussy little fat woman”, even though later the gates of the city are guarded by two young girls). She also forced all of the men of the city to do the chores their women were forced to do: sweeping, dusting, washing the dishes, taking care of the babies… All the men of the city are of course unsatisfied and worn-out, claiming that it is too tiring. (To which follows this very interesting exchange between one of the house-men and the Scarecrow: “If it is such a hard work as you say, how did the women manage it so easily?” “I really do not know. Perhaps the women are made of castiron.”) The women of the city seem to enjoy this new situation, spending times sitting in groups, gossiping and laughing, even mocking and disdaining the former ruler of the City. However, when we reach the end of the book, it is revealed that they grew weary of Jinjur’s regulations, because they couldn’t stand to eat the cooking of their husband, who were all very, very bad cooks, thus they gleefully accepted Jinjur’s defeat if only to cook themselves again. A joke that also indicates that Jinjur actually forbade the women from partaking into any kind of chore or “oppressive” activity. So, if we interpret everything we read, the women were forbidden from cleaning their house, no big deal, but also forbidden to cook and forbidden to take care of their OWN CHILDREN… Now the story gets a lot more messed up. As for Jinjur herself she spends her time on the throne with the “second-best crown” upon her head (a small crown apparently), eating caramels. At least that’s how she looks when the heroes visit her again. This scene also has some interesting dichotomy… on one side, Jinjur is shown to be right by many points. She points out that “the throne belongs to whoever is able to take it”, something the Scarecrow later thinks about and admit is right, while on the other side the Tin Woodman pretends that the laws “were never meant to be understood” and that it is “foolish to make the attempt” ; and the heroes propose all sorts of different ways to take back the throne from Jinjur. Ways that go from reasonable ones (The Scarecrow marrying Jinjur to become his King, or them offering Jinjur all the jewels she wants so she can go home) to ones that are much unreasonable, such as “giving her a good shaking” (note that this proposition comes from the Saw-Horse that is quite a violent creature, but still). So on one side, she is right. But on the other side, she is also shown to be wrong, because she is excessively cruel. She claims “I bear you no ill will, I assure you; but lest you should prove troublesome to me in the future I shall order you all to be destroyed.”, something that is obviously true given that when she invaded the City she planned to destroy the Scarecrow already. And she has a wicked plan for all of Tip’s companion, despite claiming “You are not human, and therefore it will not be wicked to demolish you”. She plans the Saw-Horse and the Pumpkinhead’s body to be chopped off to become kindling wood (and the pumpkin made into tarts), the Scarecrow to be used as a bonfire, the Tin Man to be cut into small pieces and “fed to the goats”, and the Woggle-Bug to be cooked in a green-turtle soup, or a Hungarian goulash, stewed and highly spiced.” Hopefully our friends escape by… unleashing the Field Mice upon the girls. Because, of course, girls are afraid of mice, aren’t they? And the entire Army of Revolt is reduced to shrieking girls hiding on tables when the mice start running around. In general, the girls are seen to less brave than they claim to be. The Army joked about conquering the Tin Woodman and the West of Oz, but when the Scarecrow escaped from her clutches and went to see the Tin Woodman, she was “very uneasy” because she remembers, as everyone does in Oz, the “deeds of these famous heroes”. The narration also seems to imply that Jinjur knows very well what the Scarecrow and the Tin Man did for Oz, but that she doesn’t care at all.

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This book is probably the most progressive of Baum but also the most problematic in terms of women representation Xp

#what we know of oz #the land of oz #jinjur #the marvelous land of oz #the army of revolt #l. frank baum

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billconrad · 10 months

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The All-Digital Recording Studio

The year was 1993, and I had graduated from college as an Electrical Engineer. Yay! Unfortunately, the economy was in a significant slump, and engineering jobs for recent graduates were nonexistent. So, I moved to Orange County, where the hot jobs were. Yeah… And ended up making copies at Kinko’s. Blah!

My prospects for the future were grim, and I decided that the only way out was to start a business. I had many ideas but wanted to concentrate on professional audio. This equipment makes records, live performances, and radio stations.

I chose to develop a digital mixing board, a device combining audio from multiple sources. For example, a drum set has six or more microphones that must get combined or “mixed” down to two (stereo) (left and right).

So, my epic quest began. I researched existing technology and then developed block diagrams to show what I wanted to create. With this inadequate preparation, I headed to the bank, explained my idea, and asked them to invest. After all, I had been putting my minimum wage earning from Kinkos there for a year, and surely they would come through with loads of cash. While the loan officer was friendly, I got a quick “no.” Why? It turns out that I needed an investor to fund my company, and banks only provide loans with your collateral. In hindsight, this is obvious, but I was young.

After the shock wore off, I reasserted locating an investor and learned they wanted a business plan. This document would show a potential investor the financial and technical detail so they could quickly see if a new business had potential. So, I went to the bookstore and purchased three books. One of them even came with software! Unfortunately, each poorly written book had radically different approaches. Side note: The software was worthless.

So, I picked out the best nuggets from each book, crafted an approach, and spent three months writing. And… Even I could see my plan was junk. But I had an ace up my sleeve.

My mother had a friend who wrote business plans. Yay! Unfortunately, he saw my desperate plight as an opportunity to shake me down for money. Boo! (Side note: I keep using the word, unfortunately. Authors call this “foreshowing.”) Thankfully, there was good news. My father had a friend, and he took one look at my document, laughed, and identified the problems. Fortunately, he was patient and became my mentor.

For the first time, I laser-focused on a document. Every sentence had a goal, and I treated it like a precious gem interlocked with other gemstones to form the perfect piece of jewelry. Never had I tried so hard to make something perfect.

Unfortunately, the problem that started me down this path still existed. The economy was poor in 1993 and just as bad in 1994. I worked every angle to get my business plan in front of people. The “dot-com bubble” had not started, and nobody wanted to create a new company. I also had another problem I did not understand until years later.

Investors, by definition, are wealthy and do not get rich by making mistakes. My business plan revealed I was a recent college graduate and did not have a team or a working product. These facts made my business a non-starter.

I eventually dropped that project but learned a lot about business, life, people, finances, English, and documents. I had never focused so hard on my words and saw the power of a properly structured sentence. This knowledge and drive became the legacy of my failed effort. I like to think that I got an unofficial MBA and an unofficial degree in technical writing for my efforts. Yay???

This was not the last time I tried to start a business and failed. In total, I made four attempts. The last one was an epic failure, but I thought I had solved the problems because I had dedicated partners, the right plan, and the right idea. What an expensive and glorious mess.

The question remains. Would I change the past? One of my biggest regrets was not getting my master’s degree, and I should have spent the business plan time on this effort. It probably would have been easier. However, I am proud of my failed accomplishment because I can say, “I tried my best and learned a lot.” Painful lessons are often the best.

So, I am glad I attempted to get The All-Digital Recording Studio off the ground. But what about my other three attempts? Those were all mistakes that I wish I could erase. So, if you have a time-traveling DeLorean, please drive it my way and send me back.

You’re the best -Bill

June 21, 2023

Hey book lovers, I published four. Please check them out:

Interviewing Immortality. A dramatic first-person psychological thriller that weaves a tale of intrigue, suspense, and self-confrontation.

Pushed to the Edge of Survival. A drama, romance, and science fiction story about two unlikely people surviving a shipwreck and living with the consequences.

Cable Ties. A slow-burn political thriller that reflects the realities of modern intelligence, law enforcement, department cooperation, and international politics.

Saving Immortality. Continuing in the first-person psychological thriller genre, James Kimble searches for his former captor to answer his life’s questions.

These books are available in soft-cover on Amazon and eBook format everywhere.

#writing #business plan #reality

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Jeweled Legacy

If you're prepared to make such a radical fashion statement, you must care deeply about jewelry. Obviously, you've given this a lot of consideration. Losing the clasp to a prized necklace or bracelet can be distressing for this reason. Not every one of your rings will perform as advertised.

Perhaps fewer failures would have occurred if inspections and maintenance had been carried out more often Jewelry Repair Almost every piece of jewelry can be repaired here.

A Few Useful Hints for Finishing That Essay

In order to secure the diamond, four "claws" made of metal are employed. The stones' rightful owners have retrieved them. Even the most beneficial technologies may lose some of their initial significance as time goes on. A prong will break if even a single thread or strand of hair gets stuck in it. Doing so may cause damage to your diamond ring.

Our Santa Barbara jeweler may be able to fix a prong that has "pancaked," or worn down so much that it is flat as a pancake, by "re-tipping" the prong with fresh metal. It wouldn't take much force for these blades to sever an artery. Another meaning of the word "pancaked" is "to be pounded until it has the consistency of a pancake." Before soldering on the new tip, cut off a small piece of the old prong head, roll it into a cylinder, and re-melt it into place. You should achieve your goals if you stick to this strategy.

The stone could slip out of the flat prongs if they aren't checked regularly with a loupe. Those who place a high value on their wedding bands won't think twice about purchasing one. If you wear your rings every day, checking them once every six months isn't enough. If you follow this timetable once every three months, you shouldn't have any problems. With the right care, stone may last for generations. Preventing snagging is also another benefit of regular maintenance. After the upkeep was finished, the occurrences happened less frequently.

Broken up rock

Buying a stone directly from a mine offers many benefits. It's a lot of work to remove each stone individually. Many benefits arise from doing so as opposed to purchasing gemstones already mounted in jewelry. Morganites are frequently misidentified as diamonds due to their striking resemblance to the precious stone Jewelry Repair is an excellent choice when you need a highly reflective stone but don't want to spend a fortune.

After cleaning the stones with a stiff synthetic brush or wire brush and compressed air, you can reattach them. This is the initial stage of reassembling everything. This is the first step among several that must be taken before a rock may be used for anything. Using masonry adhesive and a caulking gun, you can reattach any loose stones. The tiniest adhesive-coated beads are required.

You can entirely change the look of the ring by exchanging the stones in the halo, shoulders, and sides. In my mind, I keep coming up with fresh ideas for "Halo" rings. The halo ring is a beautiful symbol of this development. The amount of stone that must be moved can be reduced significantly with preventative maintenance and inspections. There has been a major change in fashion generally.

Extracting nuts from their sacks When layering necklaces and bracelets, a secure clasp is essential. An experienced jeweler can restore any broken clasp. If the chain on your necklace or bracelet breaks, there is no need to run out and get a new one immediately. The stones in your ring are constantly in danger of falling out because of the poor craftsmanship.

If the container cracks in two, you can glue the flat halves back together and slightly bend the safety clasp to make it functional again. Neither option requires a lot of work or time. If a crimp bead breaks or gets bent, just replace it with a new one. Necklaces and bracelets can be put together quickly and easily with crimp beads.

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Adjustments Variations in the Supplemental Materials "Fatigue" refers to the gradual breakdown that occurs in stressed materials and joints over time. This raises the risk of corrosion in metals. Rivets rust and crack over time, ruining hinges and other components. Temperature, vibration, and corrosion are just some of the external elements that can have a substantial impact on the inner and outer workings of a device. Perhaps if we approach this issue from a different direction we will be able to find a solution. It seems like things are getting worse really quickly right now. As metal ages, tiny fissures propagate throughout the material and eventually close as the metal fatigues. Rust could form on the metal over time. It is possible that the surface will crack as a result of the damage. The delay is due to the maintenance.

Keeping within the "stress safety envelope" defined in the blueprints is essential when the metal's longevity is at issue. This keeps the metal protected from oxidation and rust. As for the fatigue, stress, and yield strengths, we can make reasonable estimations. It doesn't matter what you say next. When something is abused, its value decreases. Iterative design changes can reduce strain in a problematic area. Taking better care of the component will extend its useful life. Corrosion of metals is hastened by the presence of notches, slots, and keyways. To make up for the deficiency, these adjustments increase regional pressure. It's possible that increasing shear stress would have undesirable results.

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Bordertool 2 commander lilith

The Fight for Sanctuary also brings the loot. Why Are There So Many Songs About Rainbows? (I didn't even make a scratch.) It looks like he tops out at 40, but even trying at level 38, I didn't last long. There's even a new raid boss who 100% requires assistance from your friends, since he scaled four levels above my character the first few times I made a solo attempt to take him down. Oh right: bosses! There are plenty of new bosses here, some for the main story and some for the plentiful side missions. Boss battles are tough, but again, far from impossible. It's not frustrating, but it's definitely not a cakewalk. When playing solo it was just a little tougher than I expected, which is a good thing. Speaking of frustrating but fair, with my newly minted level-30 Krieg the difficulty in Fight for Sanctuary feels just where it should be. While they're obnoxious, it's a great way to drive home the cooperative focus of the Borderlands franchise: two or more players can divide and conquer, knocking out the medics more or less simultaneously. If there's a single medic in the group you have to take him out first or he'll heal all the damage you're doing to his fellow soldiers if there are two medics in a group, they can heal each other. You know how one of the loading screens in Borderlands 2 says you'll "learn to hate" the repair bots? The medics are even more aggravating. You also fight against Hector's troops, which are much tougher and unrelenting versions of the heavily armed and shielded Hyperion soldiers you've fought before – and they have medics. They do have more in the way of slag and corrosive attacks, but thankfully they're even more susceptible to fire than regular flesh bags. They fight similarly to their non-infected counter parts: rushing and melee attacking or blasting you from a distance. New baddie Colonel Hector of the New Pandora Army is the main antagonist here. His is a woeful tale of betrayal at the hands of the Dahl Corporation, but that doesn't mean Hector isn't a total dick, because he is: his plan involves infecting Pandora with a virus that turns the enemies you're so used to fighting (psychos, brutes, skags, etc.) into half-plant, half-zombie killing machines think the Flood from Halo and you have a good idea of what you're up against. (I know, it really took me by surprise.) New baddie Colonel Hector of the New Pandora Army is the main antagonist here, and his goal is to create a paradise for the men of his unit. If you're like me and you've switched platforms since playing the original Borderlands 2 (in my case from Xbox 360 to PC), Gearbox has your back: You can roll a new level-30 character using any of the Borderlands 2 Vault Hunters and dive right into the Fight for Sanctuary.įight for Sanctuary's main story is, shockingly, all about fighting for Sanctuary. Gearbox courteously warns new players of the potential spoilers, but honestly, this DLC isn't for new players anyway. The 10-hour story picks up immediately after the events at the end of Borderlands 2. The promotional nature of it initially had me a little concerned Fight for Sanctuary would feel rushed and/or half-assed, but I'm here to tell you it's not. the Son of Crawmerax back in 2014 – and, for the next 30 days, it’s free. Commander Lilith and the Fight for Sanctuary is the first DLC for Borderlands 2 since Sir Hammerlock vs. It turns out those completely unbelievable rumors about a Borderlands 2 DLC bridging the gap between part 2 and the upcoming part 3 are entirely true.

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violettelueur · 3 years

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— JUJUTSU KAISEN EPISODE ONE || RYOMEN SUKUNA

↳ featuring : itadori yuji + fushiguro megumi + gojo satoru + ryomen sukuna from jujutsu kaisen

↳ warnings : mentions of blood + mention of killing + mention of mass murder (word massacres is mentioned) + mention of death + swearing and EXTREME grammar issues

↳ form : story

↳ published : 07 february

↳ pronouns : she/her

↳ word count : 3.8k

↳ synopsis : within the jujutsu world, there were three famous clans to be aware of, the Kamo clan, Zenin clan and the Gojo clan. However, unknown to many sorcerers there was one last family that was known to be apart of the three, only for them to disappear after the golden era leading some to speculate that they had died in battle after the sealing of ryomen sukuna, but....

↳ next episode : for myself

↳ barista’s notes : to be honest with you guys, this little imagine here is such a mess and i had fun writing it since it have me an excuse to watch the first and a tiny bit of episodes one and two of jujutsu kaisen again ʕ￫ᴥ￩　ʔ

BEFORE READING, I NEED YOU TO BE AWARE OF THIS:

1. all the ‘curse spells’ mentioned in this are related to Bleach (their use of Kido - credits go to: Tite Kubo) so these ain’t my original ideas since i started this at like 11pm on a saturday night.

2. there is some dialogue missing since this is from your perspective as a reader and not Fushiguro’s or Itadori’s

3. as you all know, the storyline isn’t mine, it belongs to Gege Akutami

4. this whole thing might be confusing and please don’t expect a part two because i will do it when i am ready or feel like i can at the right time ʕ ᵒ ᴥ ᵒʔ

5. i don’t know, if i am going to add this onto my masterlist since this was just for fun to be honest!

thank you so much for taking the time to read this and i hope you enjoy your free cup of classic black coffee (jujutsu kaisen) ʕ•ᴥ•ʔﾉ♡

“L/N, are you going to come with us?”

Looking away from the window you were viewing out from, you paused sipping from your carton of orange juice before turning your head to quickly discover two female students looking at you with anticipation in their eyes only for you to look at them in some sort of confusion.

“Come one, don’t tell me you didn’t hear about it? Coach Takagi and Itadori are competing!” one of the girls complained, obviously slightly annoyed at your oblivious nature to the news that was going around the school at this moment in time.

“Competing for?” you then questioned, as you stood straight from your leaning position causing the other female student to then rapidly answer by saying, “Coach is trying to requite Itadori for the nationals, so if he wins then itadori has to join the track club to compete!”

‘Huh? What a drag’

“So do you wanna come to the track field with us to see who is going to win?” the two students asked again in a desperate tone, leading you to look at the window you were previously looking from to see the exact location that they had stated. “I’ll watch from here, it has a higher and wider view, so I would have a better look” you replied, before pointing at the track field that was on the other side of the glass causing the students to look out before nodding.

“We really want to see it up close, so we’ll see you tomorrow yeah?” the first female student asked, leading you to smile and nod at them before seeing them rapidly take off to the track field trying to make sure they arrived before the competition started.

Turning your smile back into a straight line, you turn back to the window that you were looking through before being interrupted while placing your drink’s straw between your lips letting the sweet but citrusy juice flow down your throat. Admiring the view, you decided to let your eyes roam free for a bit to see if there was anything interesting to observe before the supposed ‘competition’ started, which then led you to pause at the sight of the closed rugby field down below.

Coming out of the ground was a horrific creature with four arms before climbing up the pole revealing its large teeth leading you to stare at it with complete boredom as you then mentally took a quick note to exorcise it later when the school closed. However, what also came into your sights was a single male student down before staring at the same curse you were observing causing you to continue analysing the situation.

‘Can he see it? I don’t recall a student here having any curse energy’

From what you could tell, the student had black erratic hair with his hands in his pocket but from what you could see that other’s couldn’t, there was a faint but noticeable aura of curse energy surrounding his body generating a feeling of curiosity but nervousness within your stomach as you place your empty carton away from your lips. Suddenly, the male turned around leading you to have somewhat a clearer view of him, only to discover that he also had a pair of emerald eyes which then made you come to the conclusion that he wasn’t a student from the school. How could he? You could tell this ‘student’, and yourself was the same age meaning you would have at least seen him once or twice down the hallways and there was no new information about a student coming in, if there was, it would have been a buzz.

‘Don’t tell me one of the clans managed to find out about me?’ you anxious thought, leading you to take a short step back ensuring this sorcerer didn’t have a vivid view of you when you did of him. Hearing some cheering, you turned your head to the other side to find a small crowd forming with a metal ball being flung as two students ran out to measure the length between the dip of the sand from the coach indicating to you that the competition had started.

“14 metres!’ the one student shouted, leading to a round of applause from the audience spectating the event. However, from what your ears were managing to pick up, there were cheers for Itadori leading you to wonder if you could recall the classmate they were shouting for.

“Ah~ Itadori Yuji ha?” you rhetorically asked the air around you, not expecting an answer in return. Itadori Yuji was a first-year student like you were, member of the small occult research club with second years Sasaki and Iguchi when he could be in any athletic club if he wanted to. However, understandably you knew some people would rather do something than what their natural talents indicated. Once again, you saw the metal ball being thrown - this time from the pink-haired students - only for it to land that the corner of the football goal, yet what was the shocking thing was that the metal of the goal was bent leading you to look at the sight within widened eye - of course, you knew Itadori was fast and strong but not to the extent of what you had just witnessed.

“Wow, no wonder he was called ‘Tiger of the West Middle’,” you muttered under your breath before quickly reverting your eyes to find the sorcerer you were wary of. Surprisingly, he was now on the track field looking upon the competition mixing well with the other students like a little chameleon. Although, before you could continue to observe the student trying to see what his intentions were, Itadori suddenly ran past him with his large backpack on, only for the erratic-haired sorcerer’s eye to suddenly widen the second they crossed each other leading him to reach out for your classmate. However, there was only dust to be collected as Itadori was suddenly out of reach.

“Just what are you trying to gain, sorcerer? It’s already a drag that you’re here,” you quietly mumbled irritation before turning away from the window you were gazing from to collect your school bag from your classroom since you left it there to not have the burden of carrying it on your shoulder. However, what you didn’t notice was the same sorcerer peering up at the same window you were looking from with perplexity painted on his face.

‘Was someone watching me?’

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“Don’t tell me someone got a hold of that damn finger?” you angrily stated, as you suddenly felt an immense amount of pressure invade the school causing you to wonder if there was anyone within the school with you right now, as you began to increasingly worry about whoever got a hold of the special-grade object that you found a few nights before.

“I put a protective seal on it, who the hell broke it!?” you muttered, as you panicky ran up the stairs trying to follow the presence of the object you were desperately trying to get a hold of before forcibly pushing a door open leading it to smash against the wall as you continued to sprint across the halls.

As you quickly turned the corner, you saw a large curse blocking the path leading you to instinctively flow your curse energy flow to your hand to the tips of your finger as you began to confidently recite the spell you were about to cast after you had finished drawing the symbol with your curse energy in the air.

“Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini! Look upon yourself with the horror and then claw out your own throat! Binding Curse Spell number nine: Geki!” you chanted, leading to a thin light aqua aura of curse energy to surround the curse causing it to become completely paralysed. However, before you could cast another spell to destroy the curse, there was a sudden interruption causing you to look at the person in complete shock as they flew into the corridor from outside the window only for you to discover it was your own classmate.

“Itadori!” you screamed, only for him to grab what seemed like two people away from the curse as it was still immobilised from your spell leading you to turn to the side to find that it was both Sasaki and Iguchi in his arms causing your eye to further widen only for you to be then distracted by the curse being blown away to your direction leading you to use another spell to make sure you were caught in the process.

“Binding Curse Spell number eighty-one: Danku,” you hurriedly stated, leading to a large rectangular defensive wall to shield you away from the decapitated parts of the curse as well as the technique being used for it to explode the way it did. Unexpectedly, once the pathway was cleared you suddenly came eye to eye with the sorcerer you were peering down on the track field this afternoon causing a wave of uneasiness to consume your body.

“Who are you?” he questioned leading to the two dogs beside him to growl at you showing their sharp canine that could easily pierce your skin if he commanded them to. Slowly, your hand moved to the hilt of your katana that was hanging horizontally on your back, before quickly coming to the conclusion that it wasn’t difficult to slice the two dogs down if you desired to.

“Shikigamis huh? I should just cut the user down before they could reach me, then they would disappear’

“Oh L/N? What are you doing here?” Itadori asked in shock, leading you and the sorcerer to look at him before the sorcerer suspiciously asked, “you know who she is?”.

“She’s a student at my school, she is in the higher class since she’s smarter than me,” Itadori explained, as he took the time to check on his two club members with a sincere look on his face to then discover that they were unconscious with Sasaki in a decent state with Iguchi in somewhat the same condition but with injuries to his face. Letting your shield gradually disappear, you slowly walked up to your senior as you crouched down to hover a hand over his face letting a flow of curse energy begin to heal his wounds.

“Itadori, how the hell did they get the finger?” you angrily questioned the boy while continuing to heal your upperclassman causing him to look at you in shock - due to your acknowledgement of the object - as he caught the cursed object that slipped out of Sasaki’s pocket once he picked her up in a bridal style.

“How do you know about it?” the sorcerer then asked, only to be quickly silenced when you gave him a heated glare only for itadori to then explain that he was the one that picked it up for them since they wanted to sneak back into the school to unwrap the talisman for research for the occult club leading an irk to appear on your forehead. “Wasn’t there like a talisman paper placed on the door? You know like those like sheet of paper with Ancient Japanese writing painted on it?” you asked in a stern tone as you completed the healing process only for itadori to give you a questionable look.

“There was a hint of paper being there, but it seemed like it was ripped off,” itadori answered wearily, leading you to look up at him with enlarged eyes as you let out a breath of complete shock.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN RIPPED OFF?” you screamed as you rushed to your feet before grabbing the collar of his classic yellow jumper. From what you could recall, there was no possible way for the seal to be completely ripped off by the hands of a normal person, not even a simple sorcerer could even go through the barrier you had placed on it leading you to turn to the sorcerer, who was looking at the argument that was occurring right in front of his face.

“Was it you? No, from what I can see, you ain’t even a high enough grade to even go through it...Ah shit,” you cursed as you let go of Itadori’s collar before beginning to try to think of all the possibilities that could have happened that led to this accident.

“So, is this it Fushiguro?” Itadori asked the sorcerer, completely ignoring you as you were in a state of shock and confusion on what was going on. “Yeah, that’s the special-grade curse object, Ryomen Sukuna’s finger,” the sorcerer confirmed with Itadori as he then quickly mentioned, “it’s a miracle that it didn’t get swallowed, thanks to L/N curse technique back there.”

‘Fushiguro huh? Not Zenin, that’s a relief’

“Why would anything eat it? Does it taste good?” Itadori asked in curiosity, leading you and Fushguro to look at the boy with a questionable look on both your faces.

“Don’t be stupid,” you and Fushiguro simultaneously stated causing both of you to look at each other in shock before you then explained, “you’d do it to gain stronger curse energy. It’s dangerous, so hand it over to Fushiguro, it’s best to have him keep hold of it since the seal I placed was broken.”

“Sure, sure,” Itadori casually said, as he outstretched his hand to pass the finger to Fushiguro. However, before the sorcerer could take the object away from Itadori’s gasp, a large hand began to reach down below the two people causing you to look up in fear before instinctively pushing the two boys away from the area it was trying to target.

“RUN!” you screamed, before the ceiling crashed down between both of you, leaving you completely alone and vulnerable as the dust invaded your sights. In a panic, you swiftly grabbed the hilt of your katana to release the blade from its casing revealing an all-black weapon your hands, but once the smoked clear you found Fushiguro trapped in the hands of the curse before being forcibly through to the concrete wall causing a few hints of blood escaping from his mouth, to which lead to the two dogs that were protecting Itadori as well as the two second-year to disappear.

‘Shadows? Don’t tell me…’

However, before you could even complete your sudden thought, there was a sudden flash of lights blinding you before the whole side of the school to be destroyed along with Fushiguro, who was thrown across. In a state of terror, you rushed outside before using your speed to jump up the height needed before stabbing back of the curse’s head with your katana before quickly retreating back, leaving it there as the curse screeched in pain while preparing another curse spell to use to finish off the monstrosity.

“Destructive Curse Spell number seventy-three: Soren Soka-” you screamed, but you were interrupted once you suddenly found Itadori aggressively punch the curse’s head leading Fushiguro, who was laying down on the ground with blood pouring down his face to angrily shout, “Itadori! Why can’t you understand to take those two and run?!”.

“You’re in big trouble yourself!” Itadori screamed back, before being swung around as he then suddenly was being dragged along the metal railings of the balcony before his body was then swung into the air.

“Only curses can exorcise other curses! You can’t beat it!” Fushiguro argued back, only for this attempt to fall on death’s ears as itadori continued to fight against the curse as he masterfully dodged its attacks before playing his own as he kicked its ruby eye.

“Besides, I have my own troublesome curse already!” Itadori declared, causing you to look at your classmate in complete annoyance since you didn’t have a single clue on what he was rabbling about. As of right now, all you were wondering was where the cursed finger was since the last time you had seen it was in Itdori’s possession.

Suddenly, before you realised it, the mentioned cursed object had slipped out of Itadori’s grasp causing you to quickly stand up on your feet to jump across the cure to reach it. On the other hand, it seemed like the curse was blocking your way by how it used both its arms to capture Itadori leading to the student to jump as high as he could to catch the finger by the grip of his teeth.

“You idiot!” you screamed, as you tried to concentrate your curse energy to flow to your palms as your katana was still within the curse’s head. “Hand it over to me or you'll be eaten, too!” Fushiguro yelled in a panic as he finally got up on his feet to chase after the wanted object.

Slowly, you raised your right hand before using your index finger to use it as a guide to where to aim your next spell at the finger without damaging your schoolmate in the process. “Destructive Curse Spell number one: Sho,” you quickly chanted leading to a small amount of curse energy in a concentrated manner to shoot from the tip of your index finger, yet before it even had the chance to hit the finger away from Itadori’s teeth, he threw thing finger up in the air using the force of his head leading your curse spell to be a futile attempt.

“There is a way to save everyone! I just need some cursed energy right. Fushiguro, L/N?!” Itadori cried out, leading you to again attempt to shoot the cursed finger away from where you assumed Itadori wanted it to go, while Fushiguro looked upon the situation in complete fear of what was going to happen.

“Don’t..Don’t do it!” Fushiguro shouted in a hostile tone, only for Itadori to swallow the special-grade cursed object causing you and the other sorcerer to look at the scene in complete disbelief.

‘He’s going to die, that’s a deadly poison..but...there’s a one in a million chance’

Suddenly, the arms of the curse disintegrated into small particles of flesh before Itadori landed on his feet, only for the curse to attempt to attack the salmon-hair boy again, leading to being completely destroyed with a single wing of an arm to which caused your katana, which was stuck within the flesh of the curse, to fly into the air before landing with a loud ‘clunk’.

Yet, that wasn’t your main concern.

Your feet were glued to the ground as you looked upon the sight right in front of you. Fushiguro was staring at the same scene with dread flooding his green eyes as Itadori was now covered with the black markings of what you both come to know from basic jujutsu knowledge.

‘Y/N dear, I’m so sorry for putting you through this, if Sukuna ever comes into this era, it is your duty as a sorcerer and the only offspring of the L/N clan to exorcise him, promise me that please?’

‘Why.....why did you have to die mother?’

“Ah, I knew it! The light feels best in the flesh,” ‘Itadori’ declared, as he then processed to rip his yellow hoodie in excitement before brisking his flesh to the moonlight that was shining right above him. “A cursed spirit’s flesh is so boring. Where are the people? The women?!” ‘Itadori’ questioned before jumping onto the railings as he continued his speech, “what a wonderful era to be in, women and children are crawling everywhere like maggots. Marvellous! It’ll be a massacre!”

Without the acknowledgement of who you deemed to be Sukuna and Fushiguro, you slowly raised your right hand with an open palm as you began to whisper another curse spell to make the exorcism a little easier for you, “Binding Curse Spell number sixty-three: Sajo Sabaku''. As you closed your palm, there was a sudden manifestation of a yellow electrified chain being created as it loosely surrounded the King of Curse before tightly securing its place around his body.

“Ah-” Sukuna said in surprise before taking a step back from the balcony to observe the yellow chains that encaptured him. “L/N!” Fushiguro shouted as he looked at you with widened eyes surprised at how you figured out how to retain him so fast.

‘At this rate, he should be somewhat easier to exorcise, Itadori has only one finger within his system, it’s going to be okay right?’

However, before you could even comprehend what to do next as your tactic you suddenly heard a change in tone of voice. “What do you think you’re doing with my body?” Sukuna asked, only for you to realise that it was Itadori who was speaking at this moment in time, “give it back”.

“How are you able to move?” Sukuna questioned his vessel back, as he was in pure confusion on how the human still maintained some control of his body. “I mean, it’s my body,” itadori answered back, only causing you more confusion on what was going on since Sukuna’s markings were still visible to his body.

“Don’t move! You’re no longer human,” Fushiguro stated in a serious tone, as he crouched down before moving his hand in front of him as he processed to make fists.

“Under Jujutsu regulations, Itadori Yuuji, I will exorcise you as a curse!” Fushiguro announced, causing you to look at him with surprise painted upon your face. However, since you were beginning to lose a certain amount of curse energy, your chains slowly began to disappear leading Itadori’s hands to now more freely while Fushiguro’s worries about you begin to increase.

“Wait, really. I‘m just fine!” Itadori stated in innocence, as he raised his now-free hands as if he was surrendering to the sorcerer while his markings began to fade gradually. “More importantly, you and I are both pretty beat up, let’s go to a hospital,” Itadori declared as he was worried for the male right in front of him. On the other hand, you suddenly realise that there were shadows slowly swirling around Fushiguro leading to your assumption earlier to be true.

‘Fushguro is a Zenin...I..have….to’

“What’s the situation?”

All of a sudden, a new voice came into the area leading you to turn your head to the side to find a rather tall male standing next to Fushiguro. From a quick glance, you could immediately inform yourself that had spiky white hair with a black blindfold covering his eyes, as he carried a paper bag on his arm while wearing a similar outfit to Fushiguro meaning he was another sorcerer.

“Gojo-sensei?! Why are you here?” Fushiguro asked in surprise, as he turned to look at what you assumed to be his teacher leading to the shadows around him to immediately disappear from sight.

“Gojo…” you muttered under your breath as you looked at the two male sorcerers right in front of you in horror as you came to the realisation on the situation you were facing.

‘Mother…..I’ve been found…..’

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Hi! I loved the Adrinette analysis you made...do you think you could make a similar one for Ladybug and Chat Noir over seasons 1 to 3?

I knew I was leaving myself open for this ask, and I kinda dreaded it, because 80% of Ladynoir screen time is dedicated to defeating an Akuma, meaning the characters have something else to focus on rather than progressing their relationship, and most the relationship stuff is just Marinette being really stubborn and refusing to properly look at her partner. In other words, there's significantly more screen time, but also proportionally less stuff going on in Ladynoir than in Adrinette because the characters are superheroes on the job and one party is actively resisting any development happening. It's also a very different kind of arc and relationship to Adrinette where the goal is just the two of them getting closer and more comfortable with each other. Ladynoir has that as well as all the trust issues and superhero team dynamics. Basically, this post is definitive proof that Miraculous has had plot development before season four, and it has had a lot of it. I got almost dizzy with it while compiling this.

Once again, I’m trying to go in a somewhat chronological order to properly track the relationship.

In 'Origins', we only get one-sided Ladynoir stuff. Marinette is new on the job and completely focused on solving the Akuma problem and nothing else. Meanwhile, Adrien actually takes note of his partner. He sees her flounder but ultimately put together a clever plan. He sees her lose faith but ultimately pick herself up and deliver a really badass speech at Hawk Moth. It's really no wonder he fell in love. The number one thing he learned about Ladybug is that she can fail and the second thing was that she could pick herself up again and grab the win anyway. I've brought up earlier in the Top Adrinette Scene discussion that Adrien is very scared of failing, because his father does not forgive failure, so Ladybug being someone who can turn a failure into a win understandably makes his heart go pitter-patter.

Meanwhile, Marinette barely noticed her partner. As I said, she was fully focused on solving the problem, but she was also getting distracted by her own insecurities. Marinette's first experience with Cat Noir was that he was kinda smooth and seemed to be much more confident than Marinette. Her second experience was that he tended to leap before he looked, but was perfectly willing to listen to her say-so. We have a very brief attempt at flirtation from Cat Noir, that Ladybug barely seems to even notice.

In 'Bubbler', Cat Noir actually gets to flirt with his Lady. He's clearly intent on getting her to notice what he's getting at, but Ladybug seems mostly exasperated with him. At this point their partnership is new and Marinette is most likely thinking back to their first case, when Cat Noir was so patient and supportive and not this...much. She still doesn't tell him to quit it, though, meaning she’s trying to accept him being a lot.

'Stormy Weather' has Cat Noir continuing in his attempts to get Ladybug to notice him and this time she responds playfully when they're not right in the middle of a tense situation. She's getting used to this being Cat's way of interacting with her and keeping the mood light.

'Lady Wifi' has the pair discussing the secrecy between them, with Adrien actively making the decision that honoring Ladybug's wishes concerning keeping their secret identities is more important than knowing the identity of the girl he's in love with, that doing so is the proper way to love her. 'Lady Wifi' is also the first time Marinette panics at the idea of something romantic being suggested about her and Cat Noir, when Alya says Adrien might be Cat Noir, that Cat Noir might be the boy she's repeatedly told Alya she's in love with.

'Copycat' shows us for a fact that Ladybug has no idea that Cat Noir's flirtations with her are genuine, and Cat Noir is growing tired of his feelings going entirely unnoticed.

Because of his growing frustration over not being able to communicate his feelings to Ladybug in a manner that she'd take seriously, Adrien goes the extra mile to write her a love poem in 'Dark Cupid'. When he receives a response that appeared with no sender, just a ladybug, he entertains the thought that Ladybug answered his poem and does in fact return his feelings (not realizing that Ladybug would need to know his identity to deliver such a note to him specifically, but Adrien does generally worry less about secret identities than Marinette). 'Dark Cupid' is also the first occasion of Marinette's by-now patented plan "Pretend to be in Love with Cat Noir" to solve problems, except that she was absolutely certain that a True Love's Kiss could occur between them, so there isn't even much room for pretending, but Marinette's denial is so powerful, she'll try.

In 'The Mime' we see Cat Noir actually testing Ladybug's receptiveness to a date, by suggesting that they could have gone to the play together if they didn't have to detransform. Ladybug replies that she has other plans before zipping away, and Cat Noir merely smiles after her. His feelings are growing, and he might still be remembering the love note he got. In fact, this is probably why he says "We are meant to be," in 'Gamer'.

In 'Animan' Ladybug actually does some of her own flirting with Cat Noir by giving him chin scritches. We also see a very straightforward gesture of affection from Cat Noir to Ladybug, when he hugs her in relief after the battle. Ladybug smiles softly at him, seeing that her partner cares about her well-being, while Cat Noir jumps back, embarrassed over his own reaction, or perhaps even afraid of censure. Adrien isn't the type of person to suddenly grab people in a hug, most likely because such "overly emotional" displays are discouraged in the Agreste household. This is the first occasion of Adrien projecting his father's supposed reaction to a thing he does on Ladybug, so he runs away from her.

In 'Simon Says', Cat Noir clings to Ladybug when faced with Gabriel looking at him weirdly (he's trying to figure out if he's Adrien, but Adrien himself never realizes his father was suspicious of his identity). At this point, Ladybug has started to become something of a security symbol to Adrien specifically against his father.

'Reflekta' is the episode where Cat Noir reminds Ladybug that he doesn't just deliver quips and he is actually a hero in his own right, even with diminished capabilities, in response to Marinette almost leaving him behind because he couldn't use his Cat Noir powers, because he'd "just slow (her) down", and then it turns out she couldn't have won without him. However, with the scene of Cat Noir taking the hit, Ladybug also starts on the process of realizing exactly how important her partner is to her success. Noticeably, it's while they're plotting together that Ladybug responds to his flirtation by flirting back, even if not very well (protip, Marinette, demeaning someone isn't funny to anyone but the person doing the demeaning, the other person is not suddenly lacking a sense of humor). Cat Noir is also a bit softer with his overtures in this episode, his cheeky flirtation gaining a bit more intimacy.

In 'Antibug', we can see the lessons Ladybug learned in 'Reflekta' sticking, with Ladybug listening to and valuing Cat Noir's input, unlike how the last time he tried to give her advice in a Chloé situation in 'Evillustrator', when she acknowledged he was right but couldn't bring herself to follow his advice. She also flirts with Cat Noir of her own volition, when she rings his bell. Cat Noir also keeps showing genuine warmth towards Ladybug instead of being just cheeky, when Ladybug compliments him. They affirm their bond after taking down Antibug.

The events of 'Reflekta' and 'Antibug' together influence what happens in 'Volpina', where Marinette is very suspicious of a new superhero showing up, without ever suspecting she could have been an Akuma in disguise. Cat Noir is her partner, and Cat Noir is her only partner. She’s not only learned his value, but has grown possessive over him. There's no need for any outsider. This jealousy over Cat Noir is actually something Marinette doesn't get over during the first three seasons the way she learns to deal with her jealousy over Adrien.

By the time 'The Collector' happens, Adrien has developed enough trust in his partner to ultimately believe her over her suspicions about Gabriel being Hawk Moth. This episode also has the first time Marinette voices concern over Cat Noir's emotional well-being instead of merely physical, who, of course, can't tell her what's wrong because it would break the secret identity clause.

'Prime Queen' has some very nice mutual Ladynoir flirting at the start of the interview. However, they're both mortified when Nadja comes out with the pictures. Cat Noir is confused, because he had no idea that their relationship could even give that impression, he must have been feeling like he hasn't been making much progress in getting closer to Ladybug. Meanwhile, Marinette goes defensive for the first time since 'Lady Wifi' only, this time, even more so. She even runs out on Cat Noir when he, very understandably, wants an explanation why he head to learn from a reporter that she'd planted one on him instead of from her. The episode confirms that Marinette will refuse to, in any way, discuss anything romance-related in relation to Cat Noir, even when there's an innocent explanation, like breaking an Akuma's spell. She's so defensive it's suspicious.

We also have another occasion of Marinette "pretending" to be in love with Cat Noir to solve a problem. While Cat Noir purrs either over the confession, having her close, or both. Marinette also jumped at the chance to "pretend" to confess her love so eagerly, that it left Prime Queen unimpressed. Still, Marinette refused to commit to the "ruse" enough to kiss Cat Noir while he's actually conscious and aware of it, because then she'd have to deal with the aftermath of kissing him.

'Dark Owl' has the first true test of faith between Ladybug and Cat Noir, when both of them have to trust the other not to look while they have to recharge. Although, considering 'The Collector', this is actually the first test only for Ladybug. At the end of the episode, Adrien also genuinely asks Ladybug out on a date for the very first time when they unexpectedly have free time from Owl-sitting, but Marinette preferred to skip off to spend time with Alya since she hadn’t gotten to see her while being so busy with The Owl's antics for so long.

'Glaciator' has Cat Noir planning an actual outing for Ladybug. The thing is, before 'Glaciator', Marinette's response to Cat Noir asking her out has always been that she has other plans, no can do. However, in 'Glaciator', she specifically says: "We'll see," and then she ends up ghosting him because she forgot to even send him a message that she didn't feel like going anywhere. At the same time, Gabriel purposefully stands him up for dinner, causing Adrien to project onto the Ladybug situation so hard that he doesn't think Ladybug even sees him as a real friend. Considering Adrien was under the same impression about Marinette in 'Puppeteer 2', it is typical for Marinette to send these kinds of mixed signals (which is fitting, considering how clear communication seems to be the biggest bullet point in her character development agenda).

On the upside, Cat Noir's compromised emotional state led to him being more frank about his feelings to first Marinette and later to Ladybug, finally making Marinette understand that Cat Noir is actually in love with her and how sensitive her partner can really be and that she can hurt his feelings. Notably, in this episode, Marinette particularly enjoys employing her "Pretend to be in love with Cat Noir" gambit, this time even going as far as kissing him, after finding out he's actually in love with her. Indeed, at the end of the episode, her rejection to Cat Noir is entirely focused on her having feelings for someone else (as well). She never once said she doesn't love him, and, in fact, never claims so in the English dub.

In 'Sapotis' we also see a brief glimpse of Marinette's jealousy over Cat Noir when he welcomes Alya onto the team so warmly but, because Rena Rouge was a teammate Marinette herself chose and trusts, she doesn't feel threatened enough to express it more than by merely keeping an eye on their interaction. 'Sapotis' also starts the arc of Cat Noir starting to lose faith in Ladybug having his best interest in mind when Rena Rouge appears out of nowhere and he's expected to just accept that no-questions-asked.

'Gorizilla' notably has Marinette repeatedly voicing her belief that Cat Noir will show up, something Adrien appreciates a great deal, going as far as blushing over something so simple. He's astounded by the fact that his Lady has faith in him, but it seems he still believes it despite the notion being strange to him.

'Frightningale' really drives home the arc going on in this season. 'Riposte' was the first time we saw Ladybug and Cat Noir seamlessly working together to neutralize an Akuma, but in this episode, they move in perfect synch while fighting Frightningale while handcuffed together. Cat Noir and Ladybug's teamwork has reached phenomenal levels.

I've repeatedly said that 'Syren' is less about Cat Noir and Ladybug's relationship and more about Fu's relationships with his two chosen. Still, this is the episode where Marinette gets put on the spot and comes through for her partner and Cat Noir learns that Ladybug keeping secrets from him wasn't of her own volition, but because of Fu, restoring his faith in her completely.

It's most likely because of the trust Ladybug showed towards him in 'Gorizilla' and their perfectly synchronized teamwork in 'Frightningale' that Cat Noir tries to confess to Ladybug again in 'Frozer'. These two episodes could give Cat Noir hope that he might be winning Ladybug over, especially since, as I said before, Ladybug has not said she doesn't have feelings for him. But she, of course, rejects him, although it's notably with more wistfulness than the last time, especially when she comments how she doesn't think it's possible for the "other boy" to not be a concern. 'Frozer' takes place during the arc in season two that covers Marinette's growing frustration at her inability to progress with Adrien the way she wants to and the discontent shows in her interaction with Cat Noir as well.

The change in how Marinette regards Cat Noir's input in fights between season one and two is especially noticeable in 'Style Queen' and 'Maledictator'. Both times Cat Noir is absent in a fight and this influences how Marinette approaches fighting the Akumas. In 'Style Queen' Marinette tries to play it sneaky but also needs to be saved by Plagg's intervention in his holder's absence. In 'Maledictator', Marinette's plan involved siccing the brainwashed Cat Noir on the Akuma's goons. Cat Noir has become necessary to Marinette, which is why he's able to galvanize her during 'Heroes' Day' by reminding her that the two of them against the world is what's always worked.

Season three as a whole revolves around Adrien losing faith that Ladybug could ever return his feelings the way he wishes and Marinette getting several warning signs about how she could lose Cat Noir. I might even go as far as saying that this season has negative Ladynoir development (in that their relationship grows more frayed and brittle instead of stronger).

A big reason for this new development direction is 'Reflekdoll', which, according to the production codes, happens early in the season. In this episode, Ladybug and Cat Noir learn the worst possible (false) lessons about themselves and each other and they carry those lessons for the rest of the season. In my 'Reflekdoll' conflict analysis, I wrote that Ladybug basically "learns" that Cat Noir is fae-like in that he isn't bothered by mortal things like stress or heartbreak. Cat Noir, meanwhile, "learns" that, while it doesn't matter if Ladybug makes a mistake because she can always fix it, him making a mistake makes him fundamentally less worthy as a hero and a person, so he could never be as valuable as Ladybug even as a person and not only strategically.

'Weredad', meanwhile, is the quintessential evidence episode for Marinette being both possessive and in denial about Cat Noir. She's literally pretending to be in love with him to him, while totally denying to herself that she feels anything for him, all the while she's feeling jealous over him seemingly moving on from her to be in love with her. The reason it's so important that no one but Marinette herself and Tikki know what went down in this episode is that Marinette's denial would never last if someone actually questioned this whole mess.

This is also an episode where we can clearly see the aftermath of what 'Reflekdoll' did to Cat Noir. He's once again projecting his situation with his father onto someone else (this time Tom), but he's also blatantly refusing to fight Tom at full strength, because he feels that it's his fault he got Akumatized, allowing himself to get hurt severely because he feels he's not that important, that he might even deserve it.

'Oblivio' has Ladybug once again do the whole: "How dare you say I'm in love with Cat Noir I am quitting this conversation right now!" routine. Cat Noir also got actual confirmation that something about him made his Lady want to kiss him when their memories had been wiped.

'Desperada' has the semi-infamous scene of Ladybug saying she doesn't need Cat Noir and, while she learns the valuable lesson that yes she flipping does, this is also the episode where Adrien repeatedly fails to use the Snake Miraculous correctly, having to give it up to someone else, feeling like an undeserving failure *turns to look at 'Weredad' and then at ‘Reflekdoll*.

'Kwamibuster' is an episode where everyone keeps telling Ladybug not to trust Cat Noir and she believes it to the degree that she sees him as a bigger threat than a Kwami-targeting Akuma. In other words, Cat Noir being treated like a part-time hero again in season four is because of 'Kwamibuster'.

'Gamer 2.0' is actually an important episode for the Ladynoir dynamic. This is the episode where Marinette takes on way too much responsibility (voluntarily) and is really stressed about it, while Cat Noir dismantles that stress with his good humor and positive outlook. This episode enforces the lesson that was stated outright in 'Reflekdoll': "Everyone has their role", and Cat Noir's role is to be the jokester who makes Ladybug feel better. Also, Cat Noir doesn’t even hesitate to make a sacrifice play for his Lady, because he’s less important.

'Timetagger' foreshadows that Marinette's words of affirmation are losing their effect. She repeatedly says things like "I trust Cat Noir", "You're irreplaceable", "You know you're the best", but she doesn't know how to express her regard to Cat Noir in actions. And it's important to note that Adrien was raised among liars and manipulators. Even if he doesn't doubt Ladybug's intentions, he might doubt the depth and truth of her feelings for him. Because Ladybug is so nice, she might lie about valuing him to make him feel better. Words aren't enough when words are the only thing between you and your insecurities. This is also an episode that feeds into Cat Noir's worthlessness arc, with Bunnyx repeatedly insisting that Ladybug in the future is just awesome, while Cat Noir broke her Miraculous. Even Ladybug shoots him down at the end of the episode when he tries to ask for extra affirmation, claiming he "already knows he's great".

In 'Puppeteer 2', Cat Noir's hope from 'Oblivio' that Ladybug might be starting to be won over by him comes back to bite him when the wax Ladybug gets close to him by pretending to be coming onto him. He only realized she was a fake because she smelled wrong, something that comes back to haunt him in 'Ladybug', when he's faced with a perfect copy, whose only difference to the original is that she's apparently in love with him. The villains clearly know he’s so in love with Ladybug it sometimes blinds him.

With the villains using this clear weakness as an in, it's no wonder that Cat Noir finally makes the decision to move on from Ladybug in 'Heart Hunter'. He tries one more time to test her interest to see if she'd be jealous of him dating and, when she's merely overjoyed, he decides to finally move on to Kagami. However, when faced with the actual reality of Cat Noir giving his attention to someone else instead of her (instead of in addition to her), Ladybug actually finds herself hurt and questions the lack of "My Lady" in Cat Noir addressing her, but she instantly denies it when Cat Noir notices. Denial denial denial...

Aaaaaand that's a wrap! Putting this together made me realize just how interconnected the show really is but no one notices because there aren’t any secret identities being revealed, people getting together or lore being revealed. Even something that seems like a breather episode like 'Gamer 2.0' has a larger role in the arc of developing the relationship between our main heroes.

#miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir #miraculous ladybug #ladynoir #lovesquare #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #ml meta #long post #REALLY long

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frodo-with-glasses · 2 years

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Hey OP?? I was wondering why u don’t ship Samfro?? Not being pushy- but I was wondering? You draw pretty great art, and I like it! I just had a question. Sorry!

Hi! Thanks for asking! :-D

The long and short of it is that I just never saw anything in these stories that made me think Frodo and Sam have any sort of sexual or romantic attraction to each other. Is their relationship intense? Oh heck yes. Are they devoted to each other? HECK yes. But I don't think that indicates romance necessarily.

There's this idea in our culture today that sex/romance are sort of the “final evolution” of all relationships. This idea says romances are the strongest relationships, and all the strongest relationships are romances. You made it to third base with someone? Awesome! Relationship evolved to a Gyrados! Until then it’s just a lame Magicarp that everyone hates. Friendships are seen as relationships at half strength, like a Rattata that you caught on Route 1 and immediately stuck in the PC to rot. It could have been a romance—it had the potential to be—but you never put the time in to level it up, and now it’s forever stuck as something half-baked and lesser-than.

Not to be unduly crass, but I think that's wrong, and just plain silly!

I think the ancient Greeks had it right when they came up with multiple different words for love. The four biggest ones are philia, which is friendship or brotherly love; storge, which is family love; eros, which is sexual or romantic love; and agape, which is love complete, unconditional, and self-sacrificial, with no strings attached.

I don't think eros is the final form of philia. I think they're completely different beasts! As different as peas and apples, and no apple turns into a pea when it's ripe! If anything, I think agape is the full and perfect form of all loves. When you finally reach that point where it's all in, do or die, and you'd lay down your life for somebody expecting nothing in return—that's the final, fullest form of love.

I see Sam and Frodo's relationship as agape, as evolved from philia. I don't see anything in the story that indicates that they want something sexual out of one another. Tolkien, as a devout Catholic, would have had religious and moral scruples against portraying them that way, and I share most of those. I could go on about what I think was his vision for the story; but let’s be honest, since when has author intent ever stopped us from shipping anything? On a far deeper level, I see myself in Frodo and Sam. I see my own relationships. I see my own friendships. It's something—for lack of a better word—very precious to me.

I stayed with my best friend through two years of depression and mental illness and a difficult international move that isolated them far away from everything they knew and loved. I fought time zones and sleep schedules and my own mental and emotional exhaustion to be close to a friend that needed someone, anyone, to care. Does that mean I wanted something sexual out of that friend's body? Of course not! HECK no! I did it because I loved my friend, and because I knew who they were under all the pain and trauma and mental turmoil. I did it because I wanted to see my friend come out on the other side whole and healed and healthy.

I stayed by my friend because loyalty is a beautiful and noble thing; as agape shows, it is a worthy goal in and of itself. I stayed by my friend because I wanted to spend the rest of my life enjoying the unique way they think, the extraordinary view they have of the world, the way their brain and mine bounce off of each other and come up with whole worlds and stories that never would have existed otherwise.

I stayed by my friend because no one will ever be exactly like that person ever again. I didn't want to miss out.

That's the sort of relationship I see in Frodo and Sam. Loyal, stubborn, forged by fire, hardened through pain and sorrow and hardship into something as solid as diamond or steel. Love with no strings attached—no sexual expectations, no romantic entanglements—just love for the joy of knowing and getting to know another living person for who they are in their soul. Friendship like that—friendship that’s cared for, nurtured, tended, and treated with the same weight and worth as romance but as a completely different beast—is an art that's all but disappeared in our modern age, and that's why it's even more important to me that I hold tightly to the few examples I still have.

If you ship SamFro, you're still welcome to interact with my art! I'm not about to scream “get off my lawn!” and wave a cane at you like a grumpy old geezer. I drew these silly little doodles in the hopes that everyone could enjoy the things I made, no matter what we disagree on. After all, if we both like Lord of the Rings, we already have something in common! I just add the little addendum at the bottom of my posts to made it clear where I stand, to create a space where we can celebrate those friendships, and so that people don't misunderstand where I'm coming from.

If you made it to the bottom of this heckin' long essay, you deserve a cookie! I hope this answers your question. Thanks for giving me a chance to ramble about friendships and other things that are important to me!

#asked and answered #long post #my writing #friendship #bromance #the four loves #depression #mental illness #featuring:#frodo baggins #samwise gamgee #my art #fig tree au #in which i wax eloquent about greek philosophy and my own life experiences for WAY too long #beta-read for accuracy by a family member who actually does pokemon

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studiojeon · 3 years

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troubled outsiders | intro - jjk

| summary | - how you two end up pining for each other.

warnings: none :)

content: idol!jungkook x student!oc, friends to lovers (because it’s THE superior trope okurrrt), jungkook is quiet and shy but a social butterfly when needed (and when it comes to oc but you’re not supposed to know that yet), oc is both a badass and a socially akward queen, she has TWO friends and only because one is dating the other (like... same), the Lee Charyeong is her bestie, oc works at bighit and feels like everyone either fears her or hates her, author nim is a crackhead and has no plot planned for this series whatsoever (doesn’t know if she’ll keep this up, we’ll see).

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His presence was overwhelming, to say the least. Even if he were surrounded by six hundred other equally handsome men, somehow, to you (and the majority of the female population, at that point) he was as captivating and magnetic as they come. Jeon Jungkook didn't pay no mind to no one, but sure as hell everyone became hyper aware of his existence and essence in time. And that didn’t exclude you.

Yet, as nonchalant and indifferent as the man could be perceived, in reality he was more considerate and friendly than the aura he exuded. You knew this because working in the same company had to teach a thing or two about the people who literally carried said company and the whole industry at some point, still you barely knew four or three people, including your assistant and Jungkook, whom you had met once.

The opportunity of working at the company had come to you out of the blue, quite literally, you were attempting to send one of your assignments in when an email appeared in your notifications during your sailor moon study break.

HYBE Entertainment

We’re glad to inform you that you’re being recruited for the position of Logistics Manager in one of our sub companies, BIGHIT Entertainment. We’ve thoroughly looked through the CV you’ve submitted and are very interested in your capabilities and what you can contribute to our organization. One of our other managers will gladly meet you on a day you can both agree on. Make sure to answer this email to get more details about your interview.

“Nani!? THE FUCK?” sure as hell that your eyes and cognitive functions were deceiving you (ADHD) you went over the text a little over three times in a row before the message settled in your mind. This was sus.

Before even considering a reply you made a quick call. “Fucking Lee Chaeryeong” you spat on your end of the line. “You did this, didn’t you?”.

Her silence was more than enough to have you cursing her under your breath. “I don’t know what exactly you’re talking about but it most likely was me. Does it have to do with a sex toy in particular?”

“No” you denied almost monotonously, guessing the pile of boxes in the corner of your room with her names on them was what she referred to. “Does anything come to mind if i mention BIGHIT FUCKING ENTERTAINMENT?”

It was her. All those conversations during the summer about how badly you wanted to work in the entertainment business as marketing staff of some sort had their effect on your friend, who, despite all your excuses and denials, knew you better than you and your mom combined did, and because of this, was sure as hell you were not making a move towards that goal whatsoever. So, being the boss bitch she was, she took matters into her own hands, was what she explained.

You concluded that was the reason you had reached a point in your life where you had more experience than most recently graduated kids in your field, because Chaeryeong had you moving every summer break. You had been the manager of a coffee franchise and convenience store during you junior and senior years, and also figured a way to improve the marketing management strategy of a fucking restaurant while at it. Not to toot your own horn, but you were kind of cool.

Or not. “I hope this job satisfies your workaholic ass for once, I’m running out of ideas”. Chaeryeong spat before hanging up.

Sure as hell it would.

On friday afternoon, you made your way to the HYBE INSIGHT building and introduced yourself to your recruiters who promised to give you a call at some point. “It went fine” you told Chaeryeong once you were in your car. And it was the truth, however you weren’t so sure if they would actually hire you at some point since well, you were a girl in a male dominated industry and, in your opinion, there were always better people than you. “Wanna go grab coffee?”

“I want to. But, I have practice today. I’m actually on my way there. Please avoid driving through Hongdae today, this shit’s packed.” You sighed and thanked her for the heads up. You missed your friend, badly. You hadn’t seen each other in three weeks, and you didn’t even live so far away from each other (you did, but it had been worse before). You two had very agitated lives to say the least. Chaeryeong was a kpop group member, and well, you were jumping from job to job and getting your phD in Business Management at the same time. It was hard to find moments to spare together during some periods of the year, but you guess the anticipation made your encounters better.

“Talk about anticipation” you slammed your forehead against your desk, taking a breather after such an anxiety packed situation. Short story: you got the job (for some fucking reason). And you had gone through a whole week of expectancy and anguish. Not getting that job would have broken your heart, and ego at the same time.

You guessed the law of attraction tactics Chaeryeong had taught you had sorted their effect and were what led you to your current position in life.

“Miss _____, your presentation’s ready” your work assistant gave you a comforting pat in the back as she took a seat somewhere next to you. You were nervous, shitless. It was your fifth week at the job, and being the proactive woman you were, you had collected lots of data in order to come up with a resources management plan.

It was a Thursday afternoon, and more than a hundred people sat in front of you, waiting for your speech. Including him, who you’d once bumped into accidentally during one of your data recollections runs inside the building.

You hated having the need to impress others yet, hence your anxious behaviour. But this was a decisive moment in regards to your validation in your new job and how you’d continue to be perceived during your work stance (no reason to panic at all)… you needed to get it together.

“I think I just pissed off a bunch of old men right now,” you told your assistant right after you got off stage. “I need a bathroom break”. Linh gave you a reassuring smile, one she always had plastered on her face.

“Take as long as you need to. I’ll give you a call once the rest are done”.

The commute to the bathroom was unnecessarily complicated in your opinion. You had spent a little over a month rushing through the hallways of the building and you swore every single day your spatial orientation got a bit more fucked up. There was no way there wasn’t a single bathroom on the floor you were in, that would just be atrocious. “It’s not completed yet” someone said beside you as you stared at the half empty map the company had projected on a wall next to the elevators. “Where do you need to go?”

Kim Taehyung of all people in the world was talking to your ugly and unworthy ass. Your breath caught in your throat and after staring for at least five seconds your body finally reacted to your orders. “Oh, um… the bathroom. I’ve been looking for it for a good ten minutes” you explained with a nervous laugh.

“Trust me, I get it. I still get lost over here” he smiled gently. “It’s in the hallway in the middle of the next hallway”

You laughed at his very ambiguous explanation. “Thank you” you bowed your head and made your way to said destination.

It was in the hallway to your left, not your right, and it took you a while to figure out that new piece of information. Once you were staring at yourself in the mirror, you realized that you looked considerably tired and exhausted from all the social interaction you had undergone throughout the day. You were used to the side stares and whispering you’d get whenever you entered a room at that point, but some days you just wished you could get a break from them. After all, it wasn’t your fault you didn’t look Korean at all, and that you also didn’t fit the stereotype of a foreigner.

You got that from your mom, both the non Korean features and social fatigue. But that wasn’t even the problem most of the time, it was your friendly and smart nature which she had also passed onto you. Some would consider it a blessing, but to you it was a burden, like a clear glass that shielded you from introducing yourself into other people’s realities. You had few friends and people to trust, but in your everyday life you had to deal with the pressure of standing out too much and that came with a lot of negative energy from others. You sigh as you spray your favorite fragrance on yourself. You could be feeling like shit, but no one will ever catch you slipping.

But that excluded him apparently. You hadn’t noticed that on the other side of the hallway was the men’s bathroom and the realization hit you as you were calmly getting some tea from the vending machine. “Good afternoon” the man greeted you as he made his way out the hallway, but stopped in his tracks right after he noticed you. “_____! Hi” he smiled at you and you wanted to die, suddenly forgetting what you were ordering in the first place.

“H-hi Jungkook” You smiled back, poorly attempting to put your wallet back into your backpack.

“Need help there?” he noticed your agitated state and held your bag for you. He smelled just as heavenly as you had expected, somewhat between big dick energy and flowers. Oh, and he also remained as kind and polite as you remembered him.

Seeming as if he wasn’t planning on continuing his path to wherever he was heading to in the first place, he stood quietly by your side, waiting for you to be done with your deal. “How have you been?” you break the ice for him.

Quickly, you grab your tea and start walking back to the auditorium together, unaware of your surroundings or the suspicions that could arise. “Busy, but very good. How have you been? I saw your presentation earlier… I wish I understood half of what you said but you still sounded amazing”.

And you would never admit it out loud, but you were positive you were blushing (and falling in love too - platonically, of course). “Oh god, you think so? I basically told them they’ve been doing things wrong all along so maybe you’re the only one who’s appreciative of my work” you handed him the second can of iced tea you bought without him noticing. You swear his eyes lit up like stars in the night sky. “Payback for the other day” you smile at him.

The first time you two had crossed paths you didn’t look nearly as glamorous as you did now. In fact, you looked incredibly disturbed and in pain, carrying a huge pile of paperwork in your hands. But as soon as sweet Jungkook noticed your state, he offered you a hand and somehow ended up helping through your multiple data collecting trips that afternoon. It was a nice day.

“Anytime” he took the can in his hands with a shy look on his face. “Unless I’m practicing, you know…” you look down at his feet, with huge black boots engulfing them, and you smile due to their contrast with his personality. “Here, i’ll give you my number so you can call me whenever you need to put all those papers back. Hopefully I’ll be around” he added as he pulled his phone from his back pocket.

Way to get a girl’s number, my god.

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britishassistant · 3 years

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What happens if a new villain comes to town and starts tearing shit up? Like a new rival shows up, falls in love with yuu, and kidnaps them before enacting a huge take over the city scheme, will the NRC and RSA finally come together for the same goal? Or would it lead to chaotic in-fighting in their individual attempts to rescue the reporter and save the city/stop this jerk face from showing them up only for yuu to break out just so they can knock them all upside the head?

Thank you for the ask, dear anon!

“It’s so simple, love.” The villain coos, one hand cupping Yuu’s chin gently to tilt their face up, “Just accept my proposal, and we won’t need to have any nasty accidents where you and the tarmac down there have a...terminal disagreement.”

Yuu glances down at the drop from where they’ve been “tied” to the top of the skyscraper by the metal beams that the supervillain bent around their body like they were rubber. They think they can see a flock of pigeons flapping by below them. “That’s your idea of a threat? Really? Because I’ve heard worse over breakfast. Sorry, but I really don’t think we have the right chemistry to accept marriage to the likes of you.”

The villain pouts, leaning against the tip of the building as if they were a pair of people chatting on the streets far below, and not one hapless captive tied to an antenna and their captor floating with nary a second thought in midair. “Oh c’mon now love. Don’t make this more difficult than it has to be—you know that I could do far better with your Daddy’s little league than any of those second-rate bozos crowding around you.”

The reporter’s gaze sharpens, the corner of their mouth curling up in a snarl. “Don’t. Refer to them. Like that. They’re each seven times the supervillain you are, at least. Besides, I’d rather be turned into pancake mix on the pavement than do anything that could advance that man’s little projects.”

The villain tuts, coiffed hair ruffled by the breeze as he leans in far closer than Yuu is comfortable with. “Don’t play hard to get, love. So you’ve got Daddy issues, who doesn’t? It’s no reason to get in the way of progress. Maybe you’ll change your mind if I show you exactly what I can offer...”

Yuu recoils as the villain’s tongue forces its way into their mouth when their lips collide with all the force of a car crash, an invasive writhing thing that makes them gag at how far it pushes in as the villain hums greedily at their taste.

And one that the reporter swiftly brings their teeth down on.

Hard.

“FUCK! Ugh—you foul little bitch!!”

The backhand jars the reporter’s skull even as they brace for it, cutting the inside of their mouth and leaving them worried that if they try spitting out the blood gathering there, they’ll lose a tooth along with it.

The villain huffs, one hand carding through his ruffled hair. His tongue is already whole and unblemished, the last indents of their teeth healing as the reporter watches. “I didn’t want to do this, you know. I would’ve gladly taken you to the altar, and had you screaming in our wedding bed. I could’ve made you happy, if you’d just do what you’re told.”

Yuu sneers. “Frankly, I can’t imagine anything more boring.”

They take cold comfort in the fury that burns in the supervillain’s eyes at that.

“Fine. Fine.” The villain floats away, his eyes glowing that same bright red that melted through the wall to Yuu’s bedroom when they were first taken. “I was prepared to do this the nice way. I wanted to do this the nice way. But if you’re going to be such a little bitch about it, then I can always rely on the old fashioned method of succession.”

The laser beams swipe through the block of abandoned offices four stories below where the reporter is tied up.

The top of the building wavers, then begins to crumble forwards.

The villain says something else, probably something mocking and challenging them to get out of this mess because that’s the kind of cliche line that’s always used here, but Yuu can’t hear him over the whistle of the wind in their ears and the scream torn from their throat as they plummet.

They try frantically tug their arms free as their legs are pulled upwards by gravity, try their damndest to squirm free, but it’s no use, they’re not The Prefect right now, don’t even have the fedora on them, they’re Yuu, just Yuu, just helpless reporter Yuu, who can’t break steel beams with their pathetic powerless normal person strength, they’re going to die, they’re going to die, they’re going to die, they’re going to die, they’re going to die, they’re going to die, they’re going to die, they’re going to die, they’re going to die, oh Great Seven, they’re going to die—!

“KING'S ROAR!!!”

There’s a discombobulating moment of freefall as the metal and concrete around them disintegrates into sand.

Then a strong, wiry arm loops around their waist and they’re pinned to a carpet as their rapid descent gradually slows to a stop in midair.

“Need a lift?” They can’t see Snake Charmer’s eyebrows through the mask, but they get the feeling one of them is raised in a wry fashion as he smirks at them.

The reporter lets out a hysterical, shaky laugh that only narrowly escapes becoming a sob, trembling hands seizing onto the two supervillains like they’re lifelines. “Wh-what took y-you so long? Did you ge-get held up in traffic?”

King grumbles, flicking their temple gently as Water Boy laughs gleefully from where he’s steering the carpet. “You could show a little more gratitude, herbivore. Do you know how hard it was to evade all the goody-two-shoes on the way here to save your ass?”

Yuu’s about to reply, when they catch a movement above them out of the corner of their eye.

“INCOMING!!”

Water Boy jerks the flying carpet to the side just in time for the villain to plunge past them fist-first, close enough to see his teeth bared in a furious snarl.

“DRIVE!!” Snake Charmer screams at his lieutenant above the rushing wind as the villain rises back up to try his luck again. Water Boy presses the corners of the carpet forwards and they go into a rollercoaster dive that makes the reporter’s stomach roil in protest.

King unleashes his powers on the two buildings behind them, disintegrating the foundations in hopes that the tonnes of concrete and rebar would be enough to slow the flying brick chasing them. The villain just bursts through the obstacles with nary a broken sweat, and speeds up to the point where Water Boy has to turn the carpet upside down so they don��t get knocked out of the sky.

“Where the fuck is that computer junkie?!?” King yells at Snake Charmer as they draw dangerously close to the road below. “He was supposed to be here hours ago!!”

“How am I supposed to know?!” They can hear Snake Charmer’s heartbeat hammer in his chest from where he’s pinning them to the vehicle in the absence of a seatbelt. “It was the conman who was meant to give him the si—”

Yuu can barely scream a warning in time as the villain looms behind Leona’s head, eyes glowing red and ready.

A rush of flying metal harpies collide with the bastard’s face, effectively pinning him in midair as he struggles to destroy the thousands-strong swarm that obstructs his path to them.

“OPEN FIRE!!” Comes Hermes’ high-pitched cry as a blue beam shoots past them at the center of the robotic maelstrom.

A pair of red lasers rocket out to meet it, almost seeming as though it could push Ortho’s assault back—!

A white-hot streak of lightening descends from the formerly clear sky to where the villain was pinned, disrupting the red eye lasers and allowing Hermes’ beam to make contact.

There’s a hideous scream and the stench of burnt meat.

“We’re coming in too fast!!” Water Boy yells, tugging on the carpet’s tassels until they’re almost vertical. “Ja—I, I don’t know if we’ll slow down in time!!”

Yuu barely hears the curses the other two occupants spit, lunging to try and cover as much of them as they can with their body. Even if they crash, if Yuu can just absorb most of the shock of the landing—!

Small pinpricks of pain latch onto their scalp, their pajamas, the carpet and supervillains beneath them, hundreds of small beating appendages smacking them all in the face as the carpet’s rapid descent slows incrementally.

“Oh boys~?”

Four sets of strong hands seize the front of the carpet, their owners grunting as they attempt to force the carpet’s stop through sheer force. Of course, the continued existence of Newton’s Third Law combined with the reporter’s precarious shielding position means that though the carpet experiences sudden stop, Yuu keeps going at the same high speed that will ensure serious injury once they hit the tarmac.

Or it would do, if they didn’t collide with a solid chest and waiting pair of arms first.

The reporter finds themselves cradled in a nearly crushing grip, their catcher muttering “child of man, child of man,” into the top of their head and a warm thumb swipes over the rapidly darkening bruise on their cheek. The wind picks up around them alarmingly, whipping into a gale.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, I’m okay.” Yuu reaches up to pat Tsunotaro’s head soothingly. “See? Just a few scrapes and a little scare. Give me an ice pack and a shower and I’ll be right as rain.”

Tsunotaro doesn’t look very convinced, but at least the wind drops to more of a strong breeze.

“Oi, let ‘em down, you dumb lizard.” King growls behind the reporter, the rings on his tail clattering as it swishes irritably. “We did all the work of saving them, you don’t get to take the rewards.”

Tsunotaro clutches them closer, getting that stubborn look in his eyes that makes Yuu want to groan in exasperation. “No.”

“Why you—!”

“Now, now children, the world works in mysterious ways.” Batman beams. “I’ve always found destiny draws those it finds most suitable together.”

The reporter rolls their eyes as King snarls in response to that remark and Snake Charmer mutters, “I didn’t know ‘destiny’ was what you called interfering old fools.”

“What was that?”

“Nothing.” Snake Charmer climbs off the carpet and straightens his headscarf. “What’s next?”

There’s a crash as the mass of robots pinning the singed villain about three blocks down the street begins to shift, however unwillingly.

“‘Kay, the ‘save the princess’ team barely cleared the parameters for their part of the mission.” Charon’s floating tablet drifts forward, the sounds of frantic tapping on a keyboard almost drowning out his voice. “Now it’s time for the ‘aggro’ and ‘debuff’ teams to move in, Tsuntaro-sshi, Royal-sshi.”

“Understood. I’ll leave the coordinating of the others to you, Charon.” Royal Flush looks up and raises an unimpressed eyebrow at the tall fae. “Well? Are you coming?”

Yuu could almost swear they hear a small grumble as Tsunotaro finally lets them down out of his grasp. He runs his thumb over their injured cheek one last time. “Sebek, Silver. Defend the reporter as you would me.”

“Yes, Tsunotaro-sama!” The two of them chorus.

Royal Flush shakes his head, then reaches out and squeezes Yuu’s hand once. “If anything happens, Three of Clovers and Howl-san will get you somewhere safe. But this shouldn’t take long.”

“Oi, don’t presume to give orders to my minion, Flush.” King growls, inserting himself bodily between the two of them. His mouth curls up in a smirk as he places a proprietary hand on top of their head. “Besides, I’ll be here, won’t I?”

Royal Flush and Tsunotaro narrow their eyes at him, but their attention is claimed by the sound of metal crashing down the street as the villain shrugs off the rubble, the burns on his arms and face healing rapidly as they watch. His eyes flicker over their motley group, before settling on Yuu with laser-precision.

It’s only the arrow that flies into his shoulder, combined with a second lightening bolt striking him from the blue that keeps that metaphor from becoming literal.

Yuu chokes a little at the pressure on their pajama shirt collar as they’re dragged out of the line of fire. From where they’re crouched behind a car, they can see Tsunotaro and Hermes throwing almost everything he’s got as the bastard, while Royal tries to close the distance without ending up attacked himself. They also catch a glimpse of who they think is Leviathan silently gliding closer through the alleys on the far side of the street.

But the villain just won’t stop getting back up. Despite the fact that anyone sane would’ve given up the moment the green flames were broken out, he keeps coming, no matter how many times he gets thrown back.

And he’s clearly getting closer to the reporter he so desperately wants to kill.

“Now what?” Yuu asks, barely able to hear themselves think over the worried growl rumbling from Jack’s chest.

Charon’s muttering to himself as more of his robots fly by overhead. “Need to pin down the rate of regen, if we can get that and surpass it so the ‘debuff’ team can do their thing before the second wave gets here, but what is it?”

The reporter blinks. Well, taking into account the insult, and the backhand...

“He was able to heal his tongue about...four, maybe five seconds after I’d bitten through it? That’s only a rough estimate though, it may’ve been shorter.” They murmur.

The area around them goes very quiet.

“B-bitten through...?” Water Boy asks, hand coming up to his own mouth with a wince.

Yuu scowls. “That creep put it in my mouth when I did not ask him to. Ugh, I would’ve gone for his balls too, but the metal didn’t let me lift my legs that far.”

They huff for a moment at the unfairness of it. Then, “King, stop grinning at me like that.”

“Like what herbivore?” His tone is the picture of innocence, even if the way he’s eying them is most decidedly not.

Snake Charmer ‘accidentally’ kicks him in the shin as the sound of frantic typing erupts from the tablet again. “Setting the Erinyes to follow up on Ortho’s and Tsunotaro-sshi’s attacks within a three point five second time frame...fwe he he he, let’s see how that mob likes this!”

With the clack of what sounds like an enter key, the robots above them begin divebombing the villain in sequence, deliberately targeting the parts of him injured by Tsunotaro and Hermes’ blows.

One of them sacrifices itself in a kamikaze dive that leaves a bleeding scratch on his arm.

The villain roars, the force of his fury almost knocking them over even with how far away their little group is crouched, turning the lasers on every robot within his line of sight.

Of course, this means he stops paying attention to the three supervillains who have been steadily making their way towards him.

“FAIREST ONE OF ALL!”

“IT’S A DEAL!”

“OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!”

The powers hit the villain one after another, his lasers sputtering out with a pained scream. The scratch on his arm doesn’t start healing. Neither does the gash he gets across his face when Poison Queen roundhouse kicks him away with those stilettos of his.

“Was that it?” Leviathan says, his careless facade somewhat ruined by the fact that he wobbles as he begins to levitate. “I must confess I don’t understand what all the tr-trouble was.”

A low whistle by their ear makes Yuu jump. “The bosses can be scary when they wanna be. Remind me never to piss off those three at once.”

The reporter look up to see Ace and Floyd standing behind them. “Ace, wha—where have you been?!”

Floyd giggles and Ace shoots them an evil grin as they chorus, “Sending out party invites~”

Yuu blinks and tries to puzzle out this cryptic phrase, but their attention is swiftly drawn back to the scene of the battle at the sound of manic, unhinged laughter.

“You think you’ve won? You think something like this will stop me?!” The villain cackles, eyes wild and beginning to grow red again despite the way his body tenses and the collar around his neck starts to buckle. “You think that second-rate half-hearted hacks like you can stop someone like me?!? I am your superior!! You all will bend the knee once I snap that ungrateful little bitch’s neck and take my rightful place as head of the League!!! I’ll decimate every last one of those pathetic, moronic heroes who pollute this city like a fungus!! And then, oh , and then I’ll make every last one of you who thought they could get away with this pitiable attempt to stop me—”

“Us? Here to stop you?” Poison Queen tilts his head. “Don’t be ridiculous. We’re supervillains.”

“Stopping the likes of you.” Leviathan proclaims triumphantly, “Is their job.”

The villain stops.

The villain turns.

Over half the top heroes of the Royal Sword Association lead here by the minions meet his gaze.

“Hello.” Niko Niko Neko says with a wide grin.

Yuu isn’t close enough to hear if the villain whimpers, but they almost wish they were.

Almost.

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apocalypticgargoyle · 3 years

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𝙅𝙀𝘼𝙇𝙊𝙐𝙎𝙔 | 𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙡 𝙟𝙖𝙘𝙤𝙗𝙨 (18+)

∘ request(s):

Ooh maybe edgy!karl teaching skateboarding :o. I’m also in uni and I remember my first frat party was quite interesting 😂 -🦋

ahhhh part four of your edgy karl was soooo good!!! could i get jealous karl? maybe someone else is hitting on the reader at a party

please please please more edgy!karl if u can. like maybe where him and reader get into a fight because he gets like jealous and he just shows the reader who they belong to fjsjjsj thankyouuu !! 🤍🪐 x

∘ pairing: edgy!Karl Jacobs x fm!reader

∘ warnings: nsfw (18+ minors dni), smut, light bdsm, jealous, somewhat toxic behavior, crude language, frat boys (again), mentions of masterbation, biting, domination, spanking

∘ word count: ~3200

∘ links: 𐐪 ao3 𐑂 𐐪 previous part 𐑂 𐐪 submit an edgy!karl edit 𐑂

a/n: not me having to watch daddy tony hawk tutorials for this bc I'm uncultured and only skateboarded for like three months when I was 14 :)))

thank you for all the requests (especially 🦋 ily). if any of you have ideas for what I should call this series, lemme know! as always, have a great week and happy reading :)

♡ ᵍᵉⁿᵉ

The parking lot behind the campus union was barren. The morning dew in the air left a sweet smell to combine with Karl’s cologne as he walked beside you, his arm bumping yours as he listened to you nervously ramble on about one of your classes. You weren’t sure why, but the thought of falling on your ass in front of Karl terrified you more than anything. This man had degraded you and made you completely submit to him in the past, yet you were worried that not being able to master his ~craft~ would ruin his image of you.

He dropped his skateboard, his feet settling on it lazily as he rolled beside you. You watched quietly as he stopped, kicking his foot down on the front of his board so it popped into his hand. “You won’t fall. I’ve got you,” he joshed, tugging on your hand so you were in front of him.

He set the board down, his hands going to your hips as you stepped on it. His fingers dipped under the hem of your sweatshirt, your skin lighting up at his touch as if his hands belonged on you. “You look like an anemic Victorian boy. I don’t trust you as a safety net,” you grumbled, your hands covering his. You knew, roughly, how to skate from a middle school phase you had. Karl only promised to teach you a few tricks, but to say you were rusty would be an understatement.

He chuckled darkly, nudging you closer to the middle of the board and peering over your shoulder to look at your stance. “I’ve fucked you without your feet touching the floor. I think I can catch you before you hit the ground, baby,” he chided, making you scoff.

Your cheeks flushed with heat at his words. “Dirty, dirty boy,” you mumbled. He instructed you on how to kick the board up to where you needed it. His words were simple and almost plain like he knew you could figure it out. You attempted to push the board up, but crashed into Karl’s arms, your back thumping against his chest.

He giggled slightly as he straightened you up, setting you back on the board as his foot kept it from rolling out from under you. His hands hovered over your hips again as he moved his foot, leaving you to balance on your own. “If you fall correctly, people will just think you were giving really good head,” he jested. You shoved his arms away at his words as he laughed at his own joke.

You attempted a few more times and nearly had it down before Karl’s hands were on your hips again, giving you further instructions. You fought not to smile as his breath ghosted against your neck. You knew he cared about teaching you something that---on paper---was seemingly so easy, but his vulgar teasing was beginning to swarm your head. With his next steps set as your goal as well as the feeling of his hold on you, you kicked the board up and attempted to jump with it. While your brain was up to speed, your feet weren’t, sending the board out from beneath you and you to fall into its place.

Karl snorted as choked back a laugh at you scrapping your hands on the concrete. “Come on, don’t be a pussy. Try again,” he chided, voice uneven and laced with whatever dark humor he was getting from watching you do this.

You rolled your eyes playfully, letting him tug you up in front of him. As you wobbled on the board once again, you let his hands dig into your sides. Obviously, it seemed that he actually was worried about dropping you again, despite the fact that he was holding back some kind of sick laugh. “You would be great at teaching a kid how to ride a bike,” you quipped, the fact that he called you a pussy seeping into your mind.

You gasped slightly as you slipped again, this time Karl’s arms wrapping around you tightly, pressing your body against his. “Awe, you want me to put a baby in you, pet?” He jeered with his lips near your ear. You shrugged out of his grip, breaking up your indecent thoughts at his comment.

You could feel the heat rising to your ears as you balanced on his skateboard again. “Stop, you perv,” you deflected, hoping he couldn’t tell how hard you were having to bite back a smirk.

After your skateboarding escapades, you sat typing away at your computer, Karl occasionally looking over his phone to peer at you. His legs were thrown lazily on either side of you as he stretched out on his pillows.

An alarm went off on Karl’s phone, startling you in the process. He fought against smirking at your surprise as he sat up, crawling over to you. “Okay, I gave you two hours,” he stated, leaning forward to press his lips against yours and gently close your computer. The taste of him on your tongue was like a drug for you, leaving you constantly wanting more.

You smirked into his kiss as your brain finally caught up with you. “I hope that document saved, asshole,” you groaned, pushing him back into his pillows as he chuckled at you. His fingers dragged up the length of your thighs, squeezing the flesh in his hands as you straddled him. “Fucking weirdo, timing me. Who are you, my dad?” You teased, pressing a kiss to his neck and digging your fingers into his hair.

He moaned lowly, grinding against you. “Oh fuck yeah. Call me daddy,” he cantered.

“No,” you answered simply. You sat up, reaching over to his top drawer in search of protection, but running your fingers over a lacy garment instead. Your brows knitted together as your gaze shot to the drawer, your underpants dangling from your finger. Karl tucked his hands behind his head, looking up at you nonchalantly as your mind flashed with memories of your time in the bathroom.

Before you had the opportunity to ask him what he was still doing with them, his door popped open to reveal one of Karl’s roommates, his name beginning with a D but slipping your mind. “What are you guys doing in here?” He asked with a rather dopey smile, gesturing to Karl still between your legs. “Everyone’s downstairs, come on.” You and Karl shared a look as he left.

You leaned back down to him, kissing him briefly before pressing your lips to his neck again. “Wanna come over instead?” You suggested softly, your lips ghosting over his ear.

Karl loped down the stairs in front of you, a heavy layer of smoke hanging in the air above your heads. A mass of people crammed themselves together, finding solace in each other after the long week. If you weren’t so hung up on getting into Karl’s pants, you might have considered joining them.

Before the two of you could reach the door, someone called out for Karl. Their voice boomed over the loudness of the music, making Karl wince slightly. His face flattened into a frown as “Todd” waved at the two of you. Karl took a few slugging steps to stand close enough to Todd’s group that they wouldn’t have to yell at each other. You settled your hand on Karl’s hip as you wrapped your hand around his waist, leaning against him. Todd’s eyes traced over you.

He wet his lips. “You guys leaving already?” He asked, leaning back in his chair and accepting the joint offered to him. From an outsider’s perspective, he looked like the king of the castle. Luckily, you knew better. “Come on, play a game with us!” He suggested, patting the empty spot beside him. Even though you couldn’t see his face, you could tell Karl was rolling his eyes. “I got a seat warmed up for you, baby girl,” he nodded towards you.

You perked an eyebrow in his direction and Karl slipped his hand into yours nonchalantly. “Thanks, but no,” Karl stated.

“Come on, Karl. Don’t make me pull pin.” At Todd’s words, Karl groaned reluctantly, the sound barely audible. You furrowed your brows at him. “Fifteen minutes. We were gonna play Never Have I Ever.”

You leaned towards Karl. “What’s pulling pin?” You mumbled.

“Flexing rank,” he grunted back. He tugged you with him to join the group. Before you could sit down, Todd pulled you into the spot beside him. You laughed nervously, watching as Karl’s features darkened as he sat across from the two of you. Todd handed you a drink, which you took but avoided sipping out of.

A boy beside Karl piped up. “Okay, so never have I ever graduated high school. My degree is literally fake.” The boy smiled before taking a drink, making you giggle slightly. Todd draped his arm around the back of the couch where you were sitting. He wasn’t touching you exactly but every ounce of his being was getting under Karl’s skin.

Todd smugly shook his head. “No, Zeke. Those aren’t the rules. You have to say something that’s not true about you. Like…” he trailed off slightly, his gaze settling on you before his mouth twisted into a smirk. “Never have I ever slashed someone’s tires.”

You humored him with a subtle smile as if to ask if he was serious. He gestured towards Karl, who took a drink. You bit back a grin. “Well, never have I ever masturbated to a girl my roommate’s sleeping with,” Karl retaliated. Your eyes grew wide, suddenly happy to watch the event unfold before you.

Todd took a drink after glaring at Karl. He leaned closer to you, this time his arm dropped to pull you against his side. “Do you wanna take a turn?” You shook your head, flashing your eyes to Karl before looping your fingers with Todd’s. Karl chewed the inside of his cheek, looking like he was holding back another laugh. “Alright, I’ll go.” Todd brought your hand up to his lips, kissing your palm. “Ah, I know. Never have I ever betrayed the secret oath of the frat and called the police.”

Karl took another sip, his eyes on you. “Yeah, because never have I ever set the house on fire trying to light a bong,” he answered, making you snort.

You let your free hand settle on Todd’s knee. “Awe, I’d light your bong for you,” you chided, making Todd laugh as he took a drink.

“I bet you could do a lot for me, Princess,” he flirted, his lips nearing your ear. You raised your eyebrows in Karl’s direction, who was sitting with his chin in his hand. His expression was darkly entertained as you flirted with Todd. “Speaking of,” Todd looked to Karl again. “Never have I ever fucked someone on my roommate’s bed,” he teased, tucking his nose in the crook of your neck.

Karl smirked. “You’re right, you probably haven’t,” he stated simply, downing the rest of his drink. Todd tensed slightly beside you. Karl stood, ruffling the hair of one of the other Brothers that were in the group before holding his hand out for you to take. As the two of you left, you heard one of the guys whistle and say something about never having peed in a pool before.

As the two of you left the house, you walked in time with Karl’s heavy steps, swinging your entwined hands as if you were completely oblivious. “I can’t believe I made you jealous,” you taunted. You could practically see the steam rolling off his shoulders as he opened the passenger car door for you. Before you could slip into the seat, Karl’s hand gripped the back of your neck, bringing you to press your lips roughly against his. He pinned you between him and the cool metal of the car as the taste of beer spread across your tongue.

His fingers dug into your hips, his other hand tightening around your throat. The coolness of his tongue ring was a welcomed sensation as you attempted to find friction against his hips. Your fingers moved to close around his wrist as he pulled away, leaving you gasping for air. His face was expressionless as his gaze danced from your lips to your eyes. “I’m going to fuckin’ ruin you for the way you acted,” he ribbed, stepping away from you.

You nearly slid down the side of the car at his words. “Okay,” you whispered, heat rising to your cheeks and ultimately to your core.

Karl’s calm exterior followed you until you finally got your apartment door open. Karl pinned you against the wood of your bedroom door, reaching to twist the lock as his lips began to commandeer your own. His hands dragged up your thighs beneath your skirt, squeezing at the flesh roughly. He yanked your shirt off, grinding his hips up and against yours as his teeth moved to nip at the skin of your neck before returning to badger your lips.

The taste of beer on his lips blended with your flavored chapstick as your tongue slipped into his mouth. In a mess of tugging and biting each other, your body melted into his rough grasp. You wanted whatever repercussions his twisted mind could come up with. You wanted him to do whatever he wanted to you. You fought against diving your hands into his jeans to beg him to continue, but he broke away from you as you fought to catch your breath.

Your lips were buzzing as the feeling of him still lingered. He brought his hand up to your jaw, tipping your chin up to him. “Fucking slut,” the devil’s grin painted across his face before he continued, pressing his lips against yours once more, his grin dragging your bottom lip between his teeth. “You act like I don’t fucking own you,” he nearly growled, his face hovering over yours as his hand squeezed your throat. You moaned quietly as he regulated your breathing with his hand. You wanted to drink in his dark, commanding appearance.

He pushed you back on the bed, making you instinctively crawl up towards the pillows. He smirked slightly, undoing his belt and slipping it into his hands. He put the garment on your bedside table. After tugging his shirt off, he was on top of you again, pushing you into the pillows and the fluffy comforter. Karl’s lips seared yours, showing you how much command he had over your body. He ground his hips against yours, the fabric of his jeans digging into you to elicit a moan echo from your mouth. You could feel his erection hardening against your leg, the tension deep within you tightening at the prospect of what he was going to do to you.

His fingers tugged at your skirt, gripping the material in his fist and dragging it down your body as if it was nothing. He flipped you, your elbows crowding the pillows as you felt him sit on your back, snapping the belt in his hands again. You let out a short breath as Karl’s nails raked up your back before his fingers dipped in your hair, tugging your head back to look at him. “I want you to scream my name tonight,” he groaned. You obliged as he dropped his grip on you.

He pulled your wrists between the bars of your headboard before binding you to the metal with his belt, yanking the leather to sinch against your skin. He dropped his head to press his lips against your shoulder, a tender nod of affection you knew would be the last. You leaned on your side to watch him sit back on his knees to unbutton his jeans. “Be gentle,” you leered, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth to fight your grin again as you watched him spit into his hand and stroke himself in preparation.

He chuckled. “I’ll take good care of you, sweetheart,” he murmured darkly through a smirk. He pulled your hips up and against his own, forcing your face into the mattress. Your hands tightened around the metal bars, as he angled himself at your entrance before driving himself into with an act of force you knew you deserved. A moan of his name slipped past your lips as his fingers dug into your hips, thrusting into you to drive himself deeper into you. “That’s right. I want the neighbors to know who’s fucking you,” he groaned, snapping his hips against yours.

Moans of pure bliss escaped your lips as his head neared yours. Karl used your hips as leverage for his unwavering pace, leaving you a mess of pleasure beneath him. His lips found their way to your neck as he nipped against the sensitive skin. You wanted him to mark you, to claim you, and he deserved to. His hand from your hair became wrapped around your throat as he began to reach his peak.

His hand slapped your ass with such force you knew there was a handprint, but you were too overwhelmed with the noises escaping his lips and your climax threatened to disobey your control to be concerned with the sting. If anything it threatened to push you over the edge. Your hands pulled against the leather of his belt as he pounded into you.

Your toes began to curl as he leaned over you, his breath fanning against your shoulder as you bit back heavy moans of pleasure. Karl’s hand was knotted in your hair again, his other fisting the sheets beside you. “Who’s making you feel this good? Huh?” You moaned out his name as he punctuated his sentence with the thrusts of his hips. “That’s right, you fucking slut.” You tightened around him, your orgasm sweeping over you with an element of shock.

You could practically hear Karl’s smirk as he moaned at the sight of you coming undone beneath him. He continued to ride you, finishing rather abruptly. He pressed his lips between your shoulder blades before loosening the belt around your wrists. Your back popped as you were finally able to move freely. He bit back a chuckle as you gingerly snuggled beneath the covers beside him. You slipped your hand across his torso, hugging his side against your chest as he rested an arm behind your head.

As you laid your head on his chest, his heartbeat began to steady, his fingers lightly brushing against your skin. “I’d rather eat my own feet than sleep with Todd, you know,” you croaked, realizing just how much your voice was weakening, breaking the silence between the two of you.

Karl chuckled softly. “Me too,” he commented, making you smile slightly. “I’m actually…” he paused slightly before continuing as if searching for what he wanted to say exactly. “I’m actually not sleeping with anyone else.”

You couldn’t fight the smile spreading across your face. “I’m not either.” You hugged him tighter, letting his fingers twirl into your hair. “I’m good with you.”

“I’m good with you, too,” he mirrored, a smirk evident in his voice as his other hand traced over the red marks on your wrists from his belt.

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