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metallicaislife · 6 months

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Long Day

A/N: Other than the 80's I am not as familiar with the eras, so I hope this the correct era in the gif 🥲 hope this turned out good!

Requested by: Anon

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Word Count: 834

Warnings: none, the hurt comes from your own feelings and Kirk comforts you :')

It was one of those days. I counted down the time until I could clock out and go home. But of course the time dragged on as if I was running through molasses. If anything could go wrong, it went wrong. Between phone calls, emails and coworkers interrupting me anytime I got into a grove of my usual work load, I definitely wasn't going to finish everything meaning this shitty day would bleed into tomorrow making it not only a current problem, but it would be future Y/N’s problem too.

All that to say I was overwhelmed and in tears by the time I clocked out. As always I called my boyfriend from the car on my drive home.

“Hey baby.” He answered.

“Hi, Kirk.” I said, attempting to keep my voice even, but I could hear the shakiness as I spoke the two words.

“Hey, is everything okay?” He asked, worry was evident in his voice.

“Um… yeah everything is fine.” I replied.

“I don’t believe you… Just get home safe and you can tell me all about it.” His voice was so comforting. I knew a warm hug awaited me and it made more tears fall.

“Okay.” I croaked, then hung up.

I safely pulled into the driveway of the house Kirk and I had been living in for about a year now. I grabbed my bag and made my way inside. I slipped off my shoes, and hung my bag. Kirk came around the corner and fresh tears fell as he pulled me into a warm embrace. He cradled my head and rubbed my back. After I composed myself I pulled away. He used his thumbs to wipe at the tear stains on my cheeks.

“So everything is fine, huh?” He teased with a small smile.

“No… I mean, I’m just overwhelmed. It was one of those days ya know.” I said.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked. Kirk was always so kind, and respected my boundaries, he would give me space when I needed to mull over things before confiding in him.

“Yeah, can we just snuggle and order some take out?” I asked.

“Of course, baby. Whatever you want.” He smiled at me, I smiled softly for the first time that day since leaving for work in the morning.

I changed into something more comfortable and crawled into bed with Kirk. We faced each other, legs intertwined as he drew soft shapes on my face.

“What happened today?” He asked softly.

“We were super busy, so I got behind on my normal workload, which will affect tomorrow since I’ll need to catch up and hope we don’t get lots of calls or emails to the front desk. I just hate getting behind on things. I know my bosses are aware of how hard I work but with days like these I feel inadequate, like I could’ve done more to accomplish everything.” I relayed my day as a fresh set of tears formed, “I feel like I have imposter syndrome, that they’ll realize I’m not an asset to the company and they’ll just get rid of me.”

“Hey, hey. No, none of that. I mean your feelings are valid, and you’re allowed to feel those things, but please don’t dwell on them.” He started as he traced up and down my spine, “you work so hard, and you couldn’t have known that you would get an influx of the other things outside your usual workload. If your bosses don’t see all the hard work you do, that’s on them. You can’t control that, even though we all wish we could control how others view us. You gave it your all today and accomplished what you could given the circumstances. You’re not a robot and nobody should expect you to be able to control all these outside forces just so you can finish your whole work load in the allotted 9 to 5 hours. For what it’s worth, I’m proud of you, you did a great job.” He finished his little speech with sweet praise. I moved closer burying my face in his chest.

“Thank you.” I said, though it was muffled. He nuzzled his head into mine.

“Any time, baby. Whenever you feel that way, I’ll be here to remind you that you’re doing your best and absolutely killing it.” He replied. We stayed in the embrace until my tummy gurgled indicating I was hungry.

“Let’s get you fed, then we can snuggle some more, maybe put a movie on. How does that sound?” He asked, pulling back enough so he could look down at me.

“That sounds perfect.” I replied with a genuine smile.

He kissed my forehead and left me in bed as he went to call in our regular take out order.

I’ll always be grateful for my sweet Kirk who is always willing to help bring me back down to reality when my head gets away from me with the negative thoughts.

Thank you for reading! Feel free to request or chat :)

-Isa

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pxnsneverland · 9 months

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Beauty and The Boss | austin!elvis x oc (part 11)

plot summary: Laura Jean Walker is the daughter to Louisiana’s most powerful mafia boss, but to her, he’s just her jail warden. When she sneaks out to the Louisiana Hayride with her friend she sees Elvis Presley perform and instantly knows something is special about this boy. Especially when he saves her from being assaulted by a townie. She thinks she’s on cloud 9 until she gets kidnapped in the middle of the night by the Memphis Mafia led by Elvis himself. Will Laura Jean try to free herself or will something hold her back from finding her way home?

pairings: austin!elvis x oc

word count: 1729

warnings/notes: Gun Violence

Chapter 11

I'd be lying if I claimed I wasn't worried about my father's impending visit. I had a feeling I wouldn't be able to wiggle my way out of his hands this time. There will be no rebellion or blackmail to save me or Elvis. This meeting would put a stop to everything, regardless of who won. I stayed close to Elvis while he and the rest of his mafia armed themselves with as many of Elvis' guns as they could conceal on their bodies. It was like witnessing troops train for battle. Elvis approached me, a fully loaded handgun in his hands.

He extended it to me. “Now, darlin’, I don’t know how this is gonna go. But I’ll be damned if I let him take you away from here no matter what happens to me.” He took my already trembling hand and placed the gun in it. “I’ll protect you with my life and you know that. But if Walker manages to fire first…you need to defend yourself. I know he’s your Daddy–”

“Not anymore.” I slid my hand around the gun's grip and tucked it into the waistline of my pants. Despite my quivering palms, the rest of me was rock solid. Even before I met Elvis, Daddy had been dead to me for a long time. I could pull the trigger if the time came. At least, that's what I told myself.

Elvis kissed both of my hands on the back. “When all this is over, we’re gonna have a Hollywood weddin’.” He grinned, but I could sense the anxiety he was attempting to conceal.

I smiled back and placed my hand on his cheek. “We sure will.”

2 hours appeared to fly away before Elvis received a call from the front gate. I knew it was time when his jaw clenched. He hung up the phone, nodding to the mafia guys who had been eagerly waiting for Elvis' signal. Elvis led me to his office, followed by his guys. When my father arrived at the door, just two people remained to accompany him in. Coming down the corridor, I could hear his dominating footfall. I took a long breath to calm my nerves, which were becoming more agitated as the steps became louder. The door flung wide, revealing my father and his mafia associates, men I had grown up with since childhood. Men who were previously like uncles were suddenly total strangers standing before me, staring at me with the same disdain they had for Elvis.

Elvis was absolutely disregarded by Daddy. He gave me a cheeky look as he glanced at me. His gaze slid down until it came to rest on my hand, which was lying on the outside of my thigh. His lower lip trembled. “Well…” he said slowly, “I guess my little gift was an early wedding present, wasn’t it?”

“You’re a sick man, Walker.” Elvis pretended he hadn't heard Daddy's remark. “You knew she would be in that car with me. You were willin’ to let your own daughter die just to prove a point?”

“My daughter made her choice.” While conversing to Elvis, he kept his gaze on me. “But once I get rid of you, well, her choice won’t really matter, will it?”

Elvis' jaw clenched. “I have no complaints about resolvin’ this peacefully. I’ll forget about the money you stole and your debt to me, but you have to leave Laura Jean here with me and never contact her again.”

“What kind of father would I be if I left my daughter here with you and your riff raff?” Daddy narrowed his eyes. “Especially when your bloodline has a history of killing mine.”

What was he on about? Until I met Elvis, I had never heard of the Presley family or their links to the mafia. And I knew Daddy would never miss an opportunity to tell me about another mafia family that was our rival. He had to be lying. Just trying to get something going inside of me so I'd make a mistake and he'd have the upper hand.

I discovered my own voice before Elvis had an opportunity to discover his. “What are you talkin’ about, Daddy?”

Daddy gave me a frightening smile, as though everything was going as planned. “You know your Mama died in a hit that was meant for me. You should know, darlin’. It’s his fault you don’t have a Mama anymore. Or should I say it's his Daddy’s fault.”

My cheeks heated, and I felt as if the world was whirling around me. My mouth got dry, and drums began to pound in my mind. Vernon Presley was the reason my life had crumbled. He was the reason my father saw me as a property rather than a daughter. His thugs had murdered my mother, an innocent, charming woman who had done nothing wrong but fall in love with the wrong guy. The name Presley was the boogieman I'd been looking for all these years, the thing that kept me awake at night hoping and praying for justice for a mother who died much too young.

“Laura Jean…” Elvis began in that lovely, delicate voice I had grown to adore, the one that was just meant for me..

My hands were quicker than my thinking, and I snatched the revolver from my belt and pointed it at Elvis. The Memphis Mafia attempted to make a move towards me, but Elvis stopped them and told them to keep still. Angry tears streamed down my cheeks, and all I could see through my clouded vision was red. “Did you know?” I said, my voice shaking.

Elvis raised his hands. “Darlin’---”

“DID YOU KNOW?!” I yelled and removed the gun's safety. My finger was poised above the trigger.

Elvis' expression softened as he gazed at me with loving eyes. I have no doubt I could have shot him right there and he wouldn't have stopped loving me. I was blinded by the wrath, anguish, and heartache I'd been harboring since I was 12 years old. Elvis released both of his hands. “I didn’t know. But I knew Daddy had ordered some hits before he got jailed. He called it protectin’ me from the nearby bosses who would come sniffin’ around once word got out about me takin’ his place. When you told me about your Mama and with Louisiana bein’ so close, I—I thought maybe, but I didn’t want it to be true.”

The hammering in my brain became more intense, and the wrath within demanded blood for blood. I could hear my father laughing behind me. “See, baby girl? That’s why I’ve kept you so close, tried so hard to get you away from this boy. He doesn’t love you. He’s just tryin’ to finish what his father started.”

Mama's face flashed across my head like a movie reel. Her smiling face saying my name as if it were the most beautiful thing in the world. Her hugging me and singing to me only to serve the purpose of making me smile and cheering me up. Her teaching me to play the piano and her bell-like giggles when I hit the wrong key. The images then altered. I saw Elvis's face. Elvis smiling at me and whispering my name to me in the breeze. Elvis cradling me in his arms and tenderly sang me to sleep. Elvis teaching me to play the guitar and his boisterous laughter when I couldn't figure it out. My thoughts abruptly cleared, allowing me to see Elvis's face directly in front of me. That was right. That first night when I watched Elvis perform, I rediscovered the affection I had lost from Mama. His love, our love, was as precious and beautiful as Mama's love for me. Elvis was nothing like his father, and I was nothing like mine.

I spun around, my gun now aimed squarely at my father. He also indicated for his men to take a step back. His amusement was unwavering. A memory went through my head of Daddy teaching me how to shoot a gun. If you aim at something with this, you better always intend on killing it, he had said. “What? Are you going to shoot me now? Your own father?” He laughed. “You’re not going to kill me, Laura Jean. As much as you hate to admit it, you need me. You can’t survive without me.”

I shook my head. “I haven’t needed you for a long time, Daddy.”

“You know that’s a lie. Look where you’ve ended up, look how far you’ve fallen.” He extended his hand. “Come with me, sweetheart. Let us be the family we were meant to be.”

I'd heard him talk like this before. He'd only used that voice with Mama. A sincere voice that made you believe he meant what he said. But there was something odd about it. The genuineness felt distorted and untrue. “Leave, Daddy.”

“You’re coming with me, you little brat! Whether you want to or not!” He pulled out his handgun and pointed it at Elvis.

I didn't think about it. I simply reacted. In my haze, I heard a loud gunshot and had no idea who had shot first. I cast a brief glance towards Elvis. There was no blood or evidence of harm. He appeared unharmed and content. I carefully turned my head to see where my father had recently stood. He was now lying on the ground, blood soaking his costly suit from a gunshot wound to the chest. As I approached him, he was struggling for oxygen and choking on his own blood. His men just watched for a mob leader who fell quickly lost respect. I stood over him, his astonished and wounded gaze was returned with one of indifference.

I knelt next to him. “I want you to know two things before you die. That your daughter who you treated like an expensive object is the one who killed you. The other thing I want you to know…is that one day soon, your daughter is going to hold the name of the family who ruined your life.” I kissed and placed my fingertips on his brow before rising to my feet. I aimed the gun at him once more. “Goodbye Daddy.” I fired, the bullet striking him between the eyes.

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queen-scribbles · 2 months

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— 10 Characters

I was tagged by @valkblue to play this game. Thank you for the tag, and sorry it took me so long to answer 😅(what I have learned from this is I gave my Pillars of Eternity girls lots of EXCELLENT dialogue) Also a lot are two characters to give context for the line or bc I'm proud of the back and forth(have I mentioned I love writing banter?)

Rules: pick up to 10 characters and share one of your favorite lines of dialogue you have ever written for them!

Tavi(Pillars of Eternity) in Deep Roots

Her eyes narrowed at the presence of kith, then flew wide when her gaze landed on Heodan. She physically recoiled, looking like she’d seen a ghost. “Aren’t you fuckin’ dead?” Apparently, in her mind, she had.

2. Cam/Liam (ME:A) in The Answer

Cam grinned and sat back on her heels. “Oh, so there was a plan that didn’t involve springing it out of the blue and almost givin’ me a heart attack?” she asked playfully. “I don’t think you wanna go there,” [Liam] shot back just as playfully, arching a brow at her. “Giving the love of my life a heart attack isn’t really a category where you have a leg to stand on, Camille.”

3. Jaaide (SWtOR) in Cracks

“If I’d opted for directness over subtlety and still failed to sway her, would my hands be clean enough for you?!”

4. Adi/Heodan(Pillars of Eternity) in a handholding prompt:

His fingers played along with hers, tracing soft lines across her knuckles and down her wrist. “I like listening to you talk.” A beat. “Especially about the things you love.” Warmth bloomed in her chest and sent a ripple through her fur. “Well, then.[...]Prepare to hear a lot about yourself.[...] Because there are few things I love more.”

5. Keme/Jorgan (SWtOR) in Got Your Back

“Thought-ah!-Thought I was the boss,” she joked, even as pain tightened her jaw[...] “Only when you’re not bleeding to death,” Jorgan growled.

6. Janine(Wayhaven) in Jinx!

Adam had a very skeptical eyebrow arched by the time she finished. “Jinxes are mere superstition, Detective. They cannot cause you harm because they are not real.” “Says the vampire,” Janine shot back immediately with a grin and arched brow of her own.

7. Kayris/Atton(KotOR2) in Gamble

Kayris smirked teasingly at Atton. “We let him loose in a cantina, it’ll be anything but short.” “Hey, now,” he protested with a smirk of his own. “It’s not my fault a lot of people are worse at pazaak than alcohol makes them think they are.”

8. Endrali(SWtOR) in a kiss prompt

“Arcann. Aside from me getting to decide who ‘deserves’ me and I picked you, I fell in love with you, maybe it’s not about deserve as much as what we have, and you” –she leaned in and kissed him– “have me.”

9. Ves/Kurt(Greedfall) in Wonder

“Someday I’ll figure what I did to deserve you,” he managed. “And I’ll happily reel off my list until it sinks in,” she returned quietly, sliding both hands forward to cup his jaw. “You are enough, Kurt. Just you.”

10. Bao-Dur in Old Habits

[Evony:] “Would you like some help?” “If you want, I know you like to tinker,” he said with a quiet laugh. “But don’t feel obligated; I built it one-handed, I can fix it that way, too.”

(No Trinne or Harvey just bc there's SO MUCH I've written for them it would take forever to narrow it down, but I am v proud of their exchange at the Gnawed Noble in the most recent OWaP chapter and Harvey's "I love you more than always having [quiet moments] to myself" line in the Sunrise OC Kiss fill)

uhhhhhh just open tagging for anyone who wants to show off some writing stuff

#tagged #(also y'all know i love arcann's 'you make a great many things better' in unbowed. time to let some other stuff shine)#i am unironically proud of the vast majority of what i've written so this was HARD man

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seventeensbabye · 2 years

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it was my first day on the job, the only person i know there is my not so close friend yuki. she was the reason why i was working here in the first place. she basically forced me to apply here. a very very busy office was the only job she suggested that i worked in. little did i know i was gonna be someones assistant. i had no idea of who the boss was because i got this job because of yuki, literally. she was the manager of the office. i sat in her office and filled out the papers while she gave me the job on the spot. It was monday, january 20th, 6:30 am, my first day working here. a desk was dedicated to me, a piece of paper taped on the computer already sat there. “ over here! ” yuki yelled waving her hand. I walked over to my desk and bowed to her. “ you don't have to bow to me, im not a old lady. plus we’re friends. ” she ran to her desk and grabbed a cup of coffee and a donut. “ here, get settled in, you wont really see the boss so you don't have anything to worry about if you make mistakes, he does come stop by every month one the first or the second, so just prepare for that. if you have any questions, dont be afraid to ask me. ” he handed me the coffee and the donut and i sat it on my desk. “ okay, thank you. ” i put my stuff down and started to settle in. fixing my desk and setting it up the way i’d like. the day went by like a breeze, i had little to no work, i didnt mess anything up, i actually enjoyed the job.

It was now 5pm, i worked a full 11 hours and didnt notice. when i got home i was honestly drained though. it was hot and i was starving. i walked in taking off my shoes and after walking to the kitchen. i grabbed a bowl of ramen, filled it with water and threw it in the microwave. i took off my jacket and walked to the living room throwing myself on the couch. i pulled out my phone from my back pocket. it was a text, a text from yuki.

“ yn. our boss is coming on the 31st so be ready, he said he’ll be staying in the office from here on out. ”

“ why so suddenly? ”

“ i dont know but dont be worried, he can be really mean but i dont believe he’ll be mean to you. also dont stare at him to much, he might stare at you but look this man is extremely good looking so be honored when he looks at you, unless you did something wrong.. ”

“ extremely good-looking huh? okay, we’ll see. ”

i put down my phone as i heard the microwave go off. i got up to walk to the kitchen. taking out the noodles and prepping them before i ate. ending off the night after a nice shower and a good t.v series, falling asleep by 9:30. waking up at 5:30 am, giving me just enough time to get ready and head to work. it was cloudy, lightly sprinkling when i woke. i got up and got in the shower, after doing my morning routine before heading out. it was 6 now, i got in my car and drove to work making it there by 6:25. luckily it was raining so i didnt have to wear a skirt. i had on a not-so tight black long sleeve, khakis, a tan long coat on, and black boots. allowing myself to be comfortable. i walked into the building and headed to my office space. sitting down, yuki, the super-energetic early bird comes to my desk to again, drop off some coffee and a bagel. as the week went on it was the same as always. until it was january 31st, 6:25 am, completely forgetting about our boss coming in. as i walked into the building it was a little more hectic. everyone was actually working. i sat at my desk and yuki came over with just a coffee in her hand sitting it on my desk. “ i see everyones working today, what so important? ” i was honestly clueless and she continued to let me be clueless. “ nothing, dont worry about it, i have some files you need to sort out and put into the system. ” i did so thinking nothing of it. i made a few mistakes which nobody noticed. about 4 hours in everyone when quiet. someone walked in as the loud doors behind them slammed shut. it was him, my boss. everyone trying to keep their eyes off of him. pretending to be focused on work but in reality they were focused on him. he walked slowly past

everyone eyeing them down as they “worked”. later walking past me, stopping directly next to my desk. i looked up at him, a little worried but that worried feeling went away while i was focused on his face. he pointed at me making me worry once more. “ oh yeah, thats kim y/n. she’s new here. ” yuki stated. he raised his brow and walked into his office. after i watched the door close i got up and walked over to yuki. “ what was that about? did i do something wrong? ” she shook her head. “ no not at all, he just knows everyone in the office since we’ve all worked here for a while and he just wanted to know who you were. ” nodding awkwardly i walked back to my desk and sat down to continue doing work. the day ended off well, he never came out of his office the whole time he was there so i had nothing to worry about. its february 12th now and i’ve been working here for a couple of weeks. i enjoy the job even though these tight skirts and 5 inch heels are killing me. i haven’t personally spoken to the boss at all since he’s been here, i want to though like this man is insanely handsome. it was 4:30 pm and i have been working the whole day without problems.

“ y/n, mr. sim wants the talk to you. ” oh fuck. i slowly got up from my desk and started to walk over to his room, all i could think of was what i could’ve possibly done wrong. when i made it to the door i knocked gently before opening it and walking in. i was shaking. i didn’t know what to say. i looked around avoiding eye contact. “ you called sir? ” he nodded, pointing at the chair in front of his desk. i walked over to the chair and sat down. he grabbed a pen from the white small mug on his desk and a tiny notebook from inside his bag, handing both the pen and notebook to me. “ may i ask.. what is this for? ” he looked up at me. “ you’re my assistant now so i need you to know everything i need you to do, plus if i ask you to do something or take note of something you’ll use the pen and notebook. ” his voice was so stern and scary. “ do you understand? ” again stern and scary. “ y-yes.. ” he sighed. “ well i need you to write something down for me. ” i nodded, opening the notebook. “ i like a quick and simple breakfast so a glazed donut and a medium ice vanilla coffee would be nice, also as you can see i’ve been earlier than usual so you’ll have to beat me here. 5:45 is when you should be here with both my donut and coffee, okay? ”

i took note of everything. “ okay. ” it got quiet for a second. “ is that all sir? ” i said quietly. “ should i ask for more? yes, thats all you can go now. ” why was he so strict? it was horrifying. i got up out of the seat, walking over to the door. “ its y/n, right? ” he said projecting his voice just a little. i put my hand on the doorknob before responding. “ yea-, i mean, yes sir. ”

no more than 10 seconds later, he was focused on his work as if we never spoke. i walked out of his office and softly closed the door behind me. walking back to my desk all eyes were on me. “ nobody wants to speak up so i’ll ask. what did he say? ” yuki asked. “ im his assistant. ” everyone looked bothered. “ no offense but why you? you’re new here. ” a unknown voice came from behind me. i shugged because I dont have a answer. “ i dont know.. ” the person with the unknown voice walked up to me. it was a girl, her name was jennifer, jennifer huh to be exact. i’ve always seen her around but looking at her made me think she was the supervisor or something. “ i just dont know what he sees in you, he’s known all of us for years and i was his assistant last so im confused on why he chose you and you’re new. ” yuki stepped behind me. “ i knew it was a good thing hiring her, maybe he just wants to make sure she’s the dedicated to the job jen. ” crossing her arms, she sighed and walked away. “ dont mind her she’s just always been his assistant more or less so she feels some kind of way. but you should get ready to clock out before you get in trouble. ” nodding, i walked to my desk and started to pack up. i finished packing up and clocked out. it was 5:00 pm. i was done with work for today.

i was heading to my car before i was stopped by a voice, a womans voice. again jennifer's voice. “ y/n! ” it stopped walking as she stormed over to me. “ keep your hands off of jaeyun, okay? ” i was confused. “ im shocked that you came out here to tell me that but i had no intentions on touching him. ” she rolled her eyes. “ mhm, whatever. just dont touch him. seriously. ” she stormed off and headed back into the building. i got into my car and drove home.

this has been one of the most weird days of my life.

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asherthehimbo · 10 months

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Always Black Cats And Bitter Coffee:

Chapter 2 [part 1] : night of writing

[Next -> CHAPTER 2: part 2]

Warnings: mentions of vomiting and nightmares (very vaugly at the end), secret keeping, nothing else, I think

Word count: 2k (2473)

The bell of the Café door chimed, causing Blue to drift his eyes to the door, not wanting to stand up until the last possible moment because of the cat currently resting in his lap. Luckily for him it hadn't been a customer, not that he really expected there to be - it was 9 am on a monday and as much as students on this campus never slept and had an unhealthy coffee addiction - very few would be here this late on a monday night, especially so close to midterms.

Blue was sitting by the table in the furthest corner from the entrance, in the back right next to the counter in case an actual customer had come in. He loved his boss, he really did, but he still doesn’t understand her need to keep the Café open until 1 am. As he looked at the figure approaching him, his eyes crinkled a little - black mask that adorned his face shifting at the movement of his cheeks. He gave a welcoming smile to his friend -Chris.

Well Blue supposes most people call him Chan, but he likes Chris more. In his words it just sounded better to his ears. Chan put the laptop in his hand on top of the table, across from the books spread out in front of Blue, slipping his backpack on the back of his chair before sitting down, accepting the coffee Blue had shoved his way.

“Laptop” Blue spoke, holding his hand out expectantly. “Hello Chris. How was your day Chris? Oh it was fine and yours? That's how you start a conversation.” Chan spoke before carefully giving his laptop to Blue- moving the chair he was sitting on next to the male with a cat on his lap.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I’m just kinda excited to write.” Blue let out a soft chuckle, opening the laptop, the bright screen illuminating his covered face. “ Nah, it's fine, '' Chan replied, fishing out the paper that explained the task he was supposed to complete by the end of the week. “ You do know you don’t have to help me with this, right?” Chan spoke before placing the assignment paper into Blue’s hands.

“ I know, I just need an outlet and the topic seems interesting. You know I can never give up the opportunity to write about the night. Plus it's not like I’m writing your whole essay.” Blue replied, shrugging his shoulders and taking the paper from Chan as his eyes quickly scanned over the explanation of what the essay should contain.

“Blue, we both know what happens when you help with my essays. You write way too much for the word limit, I have to edit most things out and get a perfect grade. I barely do the work so don’t discredit yourself like that.” Chan gave a knowing look to his friend as he finally sat down, moving away some of Blue’s notebooks to make room for his own. “I’m not discrediting myself, you are editing my work so technically you're still involved in the process. Plus how else are you going to stay a teacher's pet If I don’t do this.” Blue took a sip from his coffee, black coffee filled with so much sugar Chan gets cavities just looking at it, before his fingers started rapidly tapping on the keyboard. Leaving Chan all alone with his other homework before Blue told him to play some music.

Chan obliged, connecting his phone to the cafe speakers and lowering the volume so that the music would softly surround them. It was cold outside, but warm in the cafe. It was always warm in the cafe, whether that be because of the cats, the steam of the hot drinks served or just the amount of people that always ruffle in and out, Chan honestly didn't know which one.

The two seniors stayed in this silence, Chan working on other assignments or songs while Blue sat typing at the keys on his laptop. Only sign that he was aware of his surroundings and not completely consumed into his writing was the way his leg would bounce along with whatever beat was playing ( the cat, Sock’s if Chan remembered correctly, had left Blue’s lap a long time ago.)

Their routine only being interrupted when a customer would enter, looking like the walking dead and eyes lighting up when seeing Blue. Chan would always laugh at that. The students in this place seemed to think Blue was their savior, it had been understandable really. Blue was their closest and cheapest source of good coffee when it came to late night and they needed the caffeine to stay awake and finish whatever project they forgot about.

Chan had finished all his work a while ago, now going through Blue’s laptop while the other male was still busy on his. He had been going through the tracks Blue had composed for his class. The Blue haired male asked for his help to edit some parts and choose which song to give to their teacher for the monthly review.

The food Chris brough had been long gone, and it had been 1 am when Blue finally took their attention away from the screen. Eyes hurting from staring at it for hours. “Done?” Chan asked softly, looking at the way Blue was rubbing his eyes. “Hm, for now. I wrote enough but I haven't edited it or read it over yet.” Blue replied standing up and stretching before walking to the cafe doors, turning the ‘open’ sign around so that it would say closed. “ That's fine, I can do that, I need to at least do some things for my own essay.” Chan says with a laugh.

“True, could you just clean up the table please? I need to go check that the cats are asleep and they have enough water and things, then go check on some things for tomorrow before closing up the back.” Blue asked Chan while walking behind the counter, waiting for Chan’s “yeah sure” before disappearing into the rooms where the cats were kept at night. There were 5 cats in total, not including Blue’s own cat that would be going home with them.

Blue’s cat, called Bluestar after some character in a book series Blue read when he was young. The cat would always come with Blue to the cafe and then go home with him. About 20 minutes later both men had finished their tasks, Blue walking out of the back with his cat in his cage. Chan stood by the door waiting for Blue so that they could walk back to their dorms. “ Food and walk or home?” Chan asked. Blue’s eyes absolutely light up at the mention of food and a nighttime stroll, Chan swears sometimes that the male was more dog than cat.

“Food and walk” Blue said, both males walked out of the cafe after Blue made his final run down that everything was closed. He took his backpack from Chan and started walking, cat cage still in hand. “Although could we drop Bluestar off first? I don’t wanna walk around with him, he’s gonna get fussy because of the cold.” Blue asked Chan. “Sure”, the shorter male responded before continuing to walk to Blue’s dorm.

After a few moments of silence Chan decided to speak up, asking the question that's been bugging him since this morning “Are you okay? With the whole thing on friday? If you aren't comfortable with it we could figure something else out.”

“Chris, I would've said something if I wasn't okay with it. Plus it's like 70% of our grade. If I wasn't okay I would just suck it up” Blue replied.

“Blue that's not what I’m talking about and you know it.”

“Chris, it's been two years, please don’t bring this up.” Blue sounded tired saying it, as if he had to repeat the same thing over and over. Despite the dread in his stomach. Chan understood, he guessed it should've become tiring having to reassure people about the same thing over and over again.

“Blue listen I get you don’t want to talk about it, trust me I do. But it’s different now, the charges were dropped on lack of evidence. She’s free. You can’t blame me for worrying. Especially since you haven't even told any of the others. I just want to make sure you understand the dangerousness of this situation.” Chan’s voice sounded almost like he was pleading.

“Chris, I wouldn't have told anyone about her release, the only reason you and the babies know is because you were there when I got the call. I don’t blame you for worrying, I appreciate it, I really do. But it's not necessary, okay? I understand better than anyone how dangerous it can be. But I’m not going to let that stop me from living my life. Plus me telling the boys would only make this bigger than it is.”

Chan wanted to scream at Blue that, it was a big situation, it was a huge and dangerous situation. But he stayed silent the rest of the walk. He wouldn't disrespect Blue’s wishes of not telling their other friends at KQ, he knew the babies wouldn't either. He just hopes nothing bad happens. He knows it's fruitless, something bad is definitely going to happen, but Chan would like to live in denial a little longer.

They had walked slower than they realized because once they reached the Dorms it was 02:30 am. Meaning the store they would have gone to get snacks and walk to would be closed.

“Raincheck?” Blue asked while they were walking to his dorm, Chan’s dorm was only a few rows down so he would have walked past Blue’s anyway. Perfect excuse to walk them home and make sure that no sneaky pink haired girl would jump his friend. Definitely.

When Blue opened his dorm door and bid Chan goodbye, he didn't know what to expect, but seeing his two underclassmen cuddle up on the couch that they had positioned to look at the door was definitely not it. He put Bluestar down, letting the cat out of its cage as it immediately started walking towards Blue’s room.

Blue got an extra blanket and threw it over his two friends before silently shuffling off to his room. Taking off his mask and completing his nighttime routine before walking out to the kitchen located in their dorm. He would've just made something for himself, but knowing Seungmins nose when it came to food, he got out enough ramen for the three of them. Now you can’t judge Blue for this, it was the only thing he knew how to make, and he made it damn well if you would have asked him.

When the food was finished and he set it on the table, he heard a crash from where his friends were located on the couch. He looked at them, tangled in the blankets desperately trying to get away from one another while muttering curses. Seungmin was up first, after regaining his composure his face immediately went to the food on the table. “Well good morning to you,” Blue said laughing as I.N stood behind Seungmin, face confused and hair sticking every witch way.

“Why exactly were you two cuddled up on a moved couch in front of the door?” Blue asked, going to sit down while the two younger ones followed in suit. “We were waiting for you” I.N said as if it was the most obvious thing ever. Then Seungmin slapped him upside the head for exposing his cover. “I told you guys not to do that, I don't have early classes tomorrow, you do. You needed to sleep” Blue told the two.

“We know it's just….” Seungmin's voice died down as he shoved ramen in his mouth, an excuse to not talk. “You two are worried about Sani too? I just had this conversation with Chris. Everything is fine guys.” Blue said exasperated. He hated being worried over like a toddler.

“Everything will be fine once you tell Mingi-Huyng. Until then I am camping in front of that door when you work night shifts.” Seungmin said. I.N gave a small “Me too” while his mouth was still full of noodles. Usually Blue would fight on this, but honestly he didn't have the power for that right now. He also knew he would lose. He knew how serious this actually was but living in denial was better than actually having to face the truth of her possibly coming back.

Who was Blue kidding, she was back. His priv doesn't follow her for nothing. It's honestly only a race against time on who finds who first. Her finding him, or his friends at KQ finding her. He honestly didn't know which option was better. Finishing in silence and then going to his room, his underclassmen going into theirs, he couldn't stop the anxiety building in his stomach.

Why did it have to be now, and why did it have to be brought up in every conversation. He just hoped that this showcase thing would keep all his friends busy. He could find a way to deal with Sani on his own. Maybe. Possibly. Hopefully.

With a stomach full of food and anxiety, Blue went to bed, preparing himself for the nightmares and puking that would follow. They had started up again last week, when he got the call.

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Minho woke up exactly 10 minutes before his alarm, bolting to the bathroom and releasing his dinner from the previous night. He hated this. They had gotten better, he knew they had. So why did it start again? Why did he wake up in a cold sweat, scared out of his mind sometimes even nauseous too.

He wanted to scream at whoever invented soulmates, really. What was the point in him having a constant link with his soulmates emotions, even being able to feel them if he was in a deep enough sleep, if he wasn't able to do anything.

They were getting better goddamnit. He knew they were, he had seen a few times when the color of the heart would change to yellow. He knew they were getting better, he had been ecstatic about it, because it broke him when they were down and he couldn't do anything. So why. Why did the nightmares have to come back, why did he have to wake up to a heart as white as the face of a ghost.

Why did his soulmate have to go through all this? Why couldn't he just find them? Why couldn't he just protect them from whatever caused this reaction? Why did fate have to be so cruel?

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mbbsgf · 2 months

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hello hello!! idk if there's a month or a day for bullying awareness but i would like to share my story i guess. i've been bullied since i was 9 but i was really young so i didn't really think anything of it. i thought it was normal and that it was how kids acted towards each other until it started to seriously affect me mentally, when i was 13 and got in middle school. it got really bad to the point where i didn't want to go anymore. this group of girls in my class tried to set me up with a guy because, according to them, we'd "look good together". i tried telling them he wasn't my type and that i didn't like him but they didn't care they kept trying because "a fat girl deserved a fat boy" as they said. kids would hit me and throw stuff at me in class and it got to the point where i snapped and started crying right in front of the class begging them to stop. when i was 14, i wrote a goodbye letter to my friends, family and teachers. the thing is my best friend found that letter and gave it to an adult from school that i'm forever grateful for. she called my parents and had a talk with them. i was mad at my best friend back then but i realized if she didn't show that letter to that adult i trusted, i would've been dead by now. my best friend saved my life in a way and i'm forever grateful for her for that. i owe her everything. then highschool wasn't as bad but i was still terrified to speak up and make friends due to past traumas so people thought i was weird and i would just exclude myself from any group projects and everything else that would mean working with people from my class. i would just physically be here but no one would pay attention to me and that's what i wanted at that time of my life. the first year and a half was just that. go to school, get through the day, go home. i had no friends and my grades were okay i guess, then i started having friends and my grades went from okay to terrible. i didn't pass so i cried every night because i disappointed my family but mostly myself. then i tried to pass again the next year but i didn't pass. that was my breaking point. failing once? okay, i can try again. failing twice? i was a disgrace. i gave up everything and did nothing at all for almost a year, then i found a job as a cashier. it went terrible, i'm fired. my boss was an asshole to me. he took my kindness for weakness i guess and since i'm still a teenager, it was easier to take me in, play me and use me and then throw me away. i signed the papers proving i was fired this afternoon. i doubt i'll ever recover. this job was so special and i loved it. it was my first job ever. to me, first jobs are like first loves, they're always special and cherished forever. i wish i did things differently because i can't stop blaming myself for getting fired when it's not my fault. he didn't give me a reason. i feel used and played. i feel like shit. i already saw myself in my 20s, still working at this store only for it to last a fucking month. i've been crying all afternoon. i tried so hard to be good enough for the job. i did everything they told me to do, treated every customer like princesses and princes. i did a fucking great job and no one told me that. no one told me they're proud. i wanted someone to be proud of me so bad. anyways, i kind of drifted off the topic. all that to say, you're never alone. i'll always be here for all of you. every life is precious on its own way. you can't give up just yet, there's still so much to live. life doesn't end because of people's opinions, life doesn't end when your boss uses you, life doesn't end when people tell you what they think of you. life doesn't end because of what somebody thinks of you. you're so much more than someone's opinion. i love you all, you're never alone.

— mar🪽

#marie speaks.#bullying awareness.

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Mag 7 wip

something I'm working on as a side project for NaNo, decided I'd share a little (not really) excerpt here, just because i could

Sam Chisolm wasn’t sure what he’d expected, but as he stood in the sparsely decorated apartment in London, it wasn’t… this.

It was, in fact, sparse. There was a small kitchen, a couch with a pullout that looked slept in, a bathroom, and a tiny closet. It was by no means a luxury place, but it was just one level above being condemned, if you asked Sam.

The man’s heart broke a little as he took it in. There was no sign of the occupant he was looking for, not that he knew who he was looking for—his boss had simply given him this address and said the person who lived here would be a good addition to the team if Sam could convince them.

Given the fact of who the rest of the team was made up of, Sam had two guesses as to whose place he was standing in. Past experiences told him one was more likely than the other.

Something caught his eye, a leatherbound book sitting among the blankets on the pullout. Curious, Sam wandered over, reaching for the book. He flipped through it, noting it was some mix between a journal and a scrapbook. The first entry dated back to just over eleven years ago, and Sam couldn’t help but read.

9-29-12

I’ve always known my family had powers… how could I not, when mom uses hers to heal those in our family, and when both she and gran have told me about other members of our… bloodline? Apparently, the blood is important… and their abilities.

I just assumed, like everyone before me, that it skipped generations… Instead, I woke up this morning with my own abilities. Powers… magic? I like the idea of calling it magic. Who knows, I may have them sooner and didn’t realize it… Skipper had died during the night, and when mom and Aunt Elenore asked who I was greeting this morning because to them it was empty air… I told them Skip, and I was then informed he’d passed in his sleep, so how could I be seeing him?

One quick test later, my mom declared that a) I had magic, and b) it could be classified as necromancy. That’s… a terrifying, truthfully, prospect, but… I can handle it. I hope.

At least it’s the weekend before fall break, so mom can help me figure out how to start managing it. I’m in senior year, so it’s not like I’ll have to hide it from the others as school for long. If I go to college, I can get by with strictly online classes, I think.

Mom suggested I use a journal to track my progress, but I’ve never been the best at keeping records, even school wise. Hopefully with something to keep track of, that’ll change.

I’ll make another entry when something of importance happens, I guess.

10-10-12 10-9-12/10-10-12

What the fuck is my life, truly?

With the influx of my powers, came something else… my memories. I guess necromancy and reincarnation can go hand in hand, because this isn’t the first time I’ve lived. I started having dreams and flashbacks during break, of an older version of myself set back in the Wild West. I thought it was just some weird dream/fantasy thing since… well, since I’m sort of obsessed with that era, anyways, but… no. It all came rushing back to me, today, during fifth period, which is my study block this year.

We got a new student… which, in a small town like Salem, is kind of a cause for chatter, and I wasn’t really paying attention until the guy sat next to me. When I finally looked at him…

Son of a bitch… it’s Vasquez. It all came back to me—Sam Chisolm, Rose Creek, Bart Bogue…

I’m… sort of embarrassed to say that I had a total breakdown right then and there. Mom actually had to come and pick me up early, it was so bad. It’s super late (early?), right now, almost three in the morning, and I’ve been catatonic all afternoon, according to her. So, I guess all these events really happened yesterday?

I’m getting distracted… I told her what had happened, what’s been happening, and she… didn’t seem totally surprised. Fact is, she’s the one who gave me the idea that my reincarnation ties in with my powers. Something about death being involved, which… makes sense, in a weird way.

Mom offered to keep me out of school for the rest of the week, so I can recover, but… I don’t want to do that. Maybe a day or two, but not a week. I want to talk to Vas so I can Vasquez, so I can sort of explain things to him. Hopefully, it’ll go well…

10-13-12 Update: It… I didn’t explain the powers thing to him. I didn’t want to freak him out, but I did tell him why I had my breakdown on Monday. He understood, because when his memories came back to him, he was a wreck for a while too.

He came over for the afternoon, and mom and Aunt Elenore absolutely fell in love with him. Bastard put on the damn charm. We didn’t get any schoolwork done, not like we really planned to, but we did catch up on things. What’s been going on in our modern lives, and he told me a little about what happened after I died in Rose Creek… His family travels a lot in this life, for his dad’s work. He’s got two siblings, an older sister and younger brother. I couldn’t resist and had to make a crack about his ‘three Maria’s’… he asked where mine was.

… I told him Maria died when we were kids. He sobered up pretty quick… guess he could tell it was a sore subject.

Anyways… my magic practice is progressing well. Right now, I can just see spirits, which is weird because they look like just regular people—for the most part. I’ve seen a few grisly sights, but I’m learning how to pick their energies apart from the living, so I don’t make a fool of myself in public.

Oddly enough, Vasquez has a couple ghosts hanging around him…

Sam flipped through the journal, heart twisting in his chest as he noticed a few entries more prominent than others. One, over Christmas break, detailing why Vasquez had ghosts—his father was a hunter of the supernatural, and the revelation apparently caused a rift between the two boys before Vasquez’s father himself had put things to right. He’d put the hunting behind him and was trying to settle down with his family… he could have never expected his son to befriend a witch—which, that had led to Joshua admitting about himself…

Prom. They stopped dancing around their feelings for each other and became official, and that entry made Sam smile, as well as the photos of that night that accompanied the entry. They did make a handsome couple. That was where Vasquez’s writing started slipping in on a few pages, offering extra insight or his own commentary to whatever Joshua was writing.

Graduation. Maybe too quick to those who don’t know about… us, but Vasquez gave me a bloody promise ring tonight. (you’re not actually complaining, are you? Fuck you, I’m keeping it forever thought so) and detailing a rough plan of the future. Plans to stay in Salem long enough to get through college, before moving. Maybe they’d find where Rose Creek was, if it was somewhere they could move to, settle down there. Ideas about where the rest of their motley crew were…

College. Joshua went into Anthropology and the Occult (seriously, guero? Bite me, texican), and Vasquez Art and Architecture (you know there’s a joke about cliches in there somewhere, right? Don’t you dare). Joshua seemed to develop a minor side hobby (?) in helping people with their dead loved ones, the spirits who hadn’t crossed over because of unfinished business (Jennifer Love Hewitt, who?) When they’d both finished their studies… Joshua was the one who proposed.

There were photos of various moments, in those early years. High school included prom, graduation, senior trip, homecoming week. After high school showed moving into their first apartment together, as they worked through college, domestic moments, moments with their families, college graduation, of the proposal, and later, multiple photos from the wedding. Tickets to various date locations, movies, and festivals, were taped in as well. It seemed Joshua (and by some small extension, Vasquez) was eager to keep track of everything.

But just after their return from their honeymoon in August of twenty-fifteen, the entries stopped. The next one wasn’t dated until January of twenty-sixteen. Reading it, Sam felt his heart stop and blood run cold.

1-13-16 I’m sorry, Ale… I’m so sorry I couldn’t help you. I couldn’t… couldn’t save you. If I was faster… maybe you’d still be here. Maybe I could have… God, I’m crazy for thinking it… brought you back. If you’d wanted it… if maybe I’d seen you… your spirit, at least, maybe one more time, to ask…

There are limitations to my abilities… I can bring people back from the dead, but only within a set time… I didn’t make it with you… And I’m so sorry.

You must have crossed over. That’s the only reason I can think of to not see your ghost… it’d be just like you, too… you wouldn’t have wanted me to see you like that. I know you wouldn’t have. I know, but… goddammit it still hurts, you son of a bitch. If I could have just said goodbye…

… you were gone too soon. And those bastards… they’ll pay. Eventually, they’ll pay.

I’m sorry.

I… did find where Rose Creek is. It’s still a small town but thriving in today’s age. I’ll… I’ll go there. For us… for you.

Maybe I’ll find some sort of peace there.

Silence, for a few months, before another entry was made.

5-23-16 God, what have I done? I didn’t… I wasn’t… I didn’t mean for that to happen… I didn’t know I could do that.

I need to get away. From everyone. Anyone that I can hurt…

I’m so sorry Vas…

After that, there were no more entries. Sam flipped through the remaining blank pages and found nothing. Frowning, Sam went back to the last entry, and wondered what the hell might have happened for it to exist.

Actually, he wondered what happened in those last two entries in general—one was obvious. The other… not so much. He’d have to ask Matthew to investigate the dates mentioned, give or take a day or two. Surely, there’d be some sort of record online, somewhere—

“How the fuck did you get in here?”

Sam startled, the book falling from his hands and back on to the bed. He whirled around, coming eye to eye with Joshua Faraday. The first thing the older man noticed was how tired the redhead looked, with bags beneath his eyes, and skin pale. He stood as though the weight of the world was laid on his shoulders, but it didn’t distract from the, frankly, intimidating glare he was fixing Sam with.

“I know I locked the door when I left,” Joshua continued, and then his gaze flicked down to the journal on the bed, and his anger grew. He stood straight, and Sam swore the room grew colder and darker as Joshua set a bag of possible groceries on the floor, “You went looking through my personal things?!”

“Now, hold on just a minute, son—” Sam began.

“I’m not your son,” Joshua hissed, and there was no doubt about it—Joshua was altering the space around them. His eyes were beginning to glow, a toxic green that caused the hairs on the back of Sam’s neck to rise, “What are you doing here, Chisolm?”

“I came to offer you a job,” Sam said, quickly, and Joshua drew up short. A brief look of bafflement crossed his features as he stared at the older man, “That is, if you want it.”

The redhead crossed his arms, eyes narrowing.

“Explain,” he said, shortly, so Sam did.

He explained how he’d been tasked with bringing a crew together (yes, the rest of the Rose Creek bunch, for the most part…) and that while Joshua’s name hadn’t come up directly, Sam’s own bosses had suggested Joshua could be an integral part of the team. This team would be dealing with threats across the world, both natural and supernatural. Clearly, Joshua would be a good addition, if he wanted to join.

“But… I’m not pressing you to,” Sam said, quietly. He glanced down at the journal, then back to Joshua, “You’ve clearly been through a lot already.”

Joshua’s expression darkened, lips thinning, but he said nothing. Just stared at Sam with those eyes of his still glowing. But he was silent, and Sam took it for a good thing.

“… would you have come for me, if I hadn’t been brought up?” Joshua asked.

Sam blinked at the question, but answered nonetheless: “Eventually, yes. It wouldn’t have been fair not to include you and—” he faltered, only because Joshua pinned him with a venomous glare, “We want everyone we can get. We worked so well together, before.”

Silence, again, and Sam could tell Joshua was right on the edge of accepting the offer, he just needed one last push.

“Who killed him?” Sam asked, pitching his own voice low—after all, someone had mess with those he cared about. He was angry thinking about it; Joshua startled, so Sam asked again, “Who did it? We can go after the sons of bitches with you.”

Joshua’s jaw clenched.

“Hunters,” he ground out. “Ones who didn’t approve of his relationship with… with me. I don’t… I don’t have exact names, though.”

“Then come with me,” Sam offered, holding out his hand. “Together, we’ll help you figure out who did it, and we’ll see them get what they deserve.”

Joshua looked down at Sam’s extended hand, before he looked up at the man himself. The temperature returned to normal, and the shadows fell away. The glow in the witch’s eyes faded, but they still burned with anger and determination…

Joshua took Sam’s hand.

“You’ve got yourself a deal, Chisolm.”

#the magnificent seven #mag7 #joshua faraday #sam chisolm #vasquez #varaday #mag 7 au #magnificent seven 2016

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halfseoulco · 1 year

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SUGA | Agust D World Tour in Los Angeles: An experience

Published Thursday, May 11th, 2023 — Sitting in my Uber on the way back home to the OC from LA earlier this morning, I could feel the tears well up in the corners of my eyes. I was thinking about Yoongi’s Road to D-DAY documentary, which I had recently watched just this past weekend. Having seen everything he had gone through in order to reach the point where he was able to confidently release D-DAY and go on this epic solo world tour without his six other band mates made last night’s events one-of-a-kind and absolutely unforgettable; and this attempt to put into words what took place is just that—an attempt—because as many words as I use on a daily basis, there are few ways to describe the kind of life-changing, soul-shaping experience that I had at the Kia Forum in Inglewood on May 10th, 2023.

I booked a room for two nights at a modest motel located about ten minutes away from the Forum. The day of the concert, I woke up just before 7:00 AM to log on for work. Because of the kind of job I have, even though I work from home and it is mostly flexible, I can’t really take time off during the first half of the month so I negotiated with my boss to let me start working early and take my lunch at the end of the day so that I could log off at 3:00 PM. I already knew that I wouldn’t be getting a very ideal spot in line—people had been camping overnight at the venue for the chance to get one of the first wristbands for VIP General Admission floor, even though the Forum had stated that they wouldn’t be handing them out until 9:00 AM the day of. I got there around 3:30 PM and ended up with #2798, part of the tail end of those lucky enough to get to witness Yoongi’s soundcheck. The venue staff tried their best to get us organized single file by numerical order and by 5:45 PM, I was heading down the stairs to the floor.

Although I’ve seen groups perform at the Forum before, I was honestly stunned by the sheer size of the stage, especially the length, which gave Yoongi plenty of space to move around while performing. Determined to not be caught behind too many tall people, I bypassed the center of the floor and tried to find a better spot on the right side of the stage. I still ended up behind tall people but by positioning myself in between them, I was able to see Yoongi, who was dressed casually for the experience. Staff didn’t warn us to put away our phones and everyone took photos and videos freely. He performed “해금 (Haegeum)”, “사람 Pt.2 (People Pt.2)″, and “SDL” before leaving the stage with a sultry “I’ll see you tonight”.

As people left to go to the bathroom or concessions, I made my way further around the edges of the crowd and found a spot against the gate going around the right side of the stage. Since this was my first time doing General Admission for a concert, I was a little wary because I had heard so many stories of how people were really rude and even violent because of their desire to be at the barricade—so I was both relieved and very grateful that everyone was really nice. We all sat or stood while we waited for the concert to start, since we had roughly two hours to kill, and no one tried to push their way up to the front or take other people’s spots. There was plenty of space to move freely without feeling packed in and staff went around passing out VIP lanyards to those who hadn’t gotten theirs yet. I ended up making conversation with two girls on either side of me who had also come to the show alone; and we bonded over being older ARMYs who enjoy a different kind of concert experience.

For those who have already attended earlier stops of the tour or who have their dates coming up, I don’t want to talk too much about the actual performances, but what I will say is that I went in and came out of the Forum a different person. The show felt incredibly intimate, even in such a big venue; his acoustic version of “Trivia 轉 : Seesaw” with him playing the guitar and his playing the piano for “Life Goes On” and “Snooze” really added an extra layer of closeness and comfortability between him and the audience; and he did his best to travel back and forth between the two sides of the stage so that he could look at as many people as possible. Oftentimes it felt like he was looking right at me, as if he could really, really see me and see how grateful and happy I was to be there. I hope he did—I hope he could feel how proud I am of him and how much I love him.

As fans of KPOP music, we all on some level feel a deep connection with our favorite artists; and because of the amount of communication that occurs between them and us, it’s easy to take these relationships and treasure them deeply. However, it’s not enough to say that Yoongi is my bias—that would be a really gross oversimplification. People who know me know that I wax poetic about him every chance I can get—because I have such profound respect and admiration for him as not only an artist but as a person. As a child, I didn’t have anyone, real or fictional, that I looked up to or thought of as a role model; and therefore no one who I really wanted to emulate in life. (This is probably because I was solely focused on school and extracurriculars and not very much on anything else but that’s beside the point.) It’s funny that life would take me to the age of twenty-three before I found someone who I would eventually start calling my hero—my biggest hero—and whom I would spend the following years trying my hardest to be like in order to live up to a legacy that sometimes seems too big for any one person to bear. Now, whenever I grow up, I want to grow up to be just like Min Yoongi—someone who started with nothing and suffered through things that no one should have to go through and became one of the biggest artists and influential figures in the world; someone who loves music and wants to make lasting, positive change; someone who defies conventions and stands up to hypocrisy, corruption, and injustice and uses their voice for others who have none. Most of all, I hope to be able to live up to the legacy of the Min family name, one that was already revered for its royal lineage but has since become golden because of everything that Yoongi is and does—and I hope to be even a fraction of the person that he is.

Even though I really hate close spaces and I prefer having a seat at concerts, I bought the VIP General Admission ticket because I would do a whole lot of crazy things that I don’t particularly enjoy for Yoongi; and it was also my birthday present to myself. I chose Day 1 of the LA stops because it happened the day after my 29th birthday and I couldn’t think of any better way to celebrate another year of life than to spend a night sharing the energy of the universe with the person who makes me want to be the best version of myself. Thank you for the most amazing experience of my life, Min Yoongi, and thank you for existing. You are the reason I’m still here and I will forever be in awe of who you are.

#GeniusLabThinks #BTS #BTS SUGA #Agust D #Min Yoongi #SUGA | Agust D World Tour #KPOP #Korean Music #Seeing Yoongi in this environment was a life-changing experience.

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mischiefmaker615 · 1 year

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Maid to Honor (Loki Love Story Pt.9)

Rose spun around upon hearing his voice behind her at the door, her expression obviously ticked and serious. ‘’what the hell was all that?”’

‘’all what darling?’’ Loki smirked as he stepped forward, his own expression failing to hide his clear amusement as her cheeks began to redden.

‘’you know damn what’’ she snapped, arms crossing as her tilted up slightly just to look up at him whom stood just in front of her now.

‘’your intelligence and beauty dazzles me darling, how can you expect me to ignore you like that?’’ he sighed as if he had no choice in the matter.

‘’work. And. Personal. Life. Separate’’ she said slowly, getting up on her tippy toes to try to at least intimidate the man that continued to make her blush but only resulted in arms enveloping her waist and pulling her close. Her arms tried prying his off as he smirked and rested his chin on top of her head.

‘’you’re not helping to prove me wrong darling’’ he chuckled and she gave up trying to get free.

‘’and you’re not listening.’’

‘’I’m listening perfectly darling. But if you’d like me to restrain myself around your colleagues then I shall.’’ He promised and released, quickly cupping her cheeks before she had the full opportunity to step back and kissed her deeply. He smiled against her lips, savoring the way she shivered and slightly gave in by giving up on her frustration. Slowly pulling back, he looked down at her lovingly and smirked, turning her around towards the door.

‘’now get back to work darling.’’

The next few hours consisted of mainly learning more about the computer systems and analyzing the assignments in which Loki was in charge of instructing which agents went to which mission. Thankfully they were mild missions and didn’t concern Rose very much but was keeping a close eye and correcting if needed. It only got annoying when he tried to exercise his new Boss role and got her to do tedious things like fetch him a cup of coffee, in which she would point out he didn’t even really drink in but backfired when he told her to make him a new one- thinking the flavor was the problem. She restrained herself when he enjoyed the same cup she brought back pretending it was a new one.

‘’well, I do believe you mortals instruct a break after around four hours of work yes?’’ Loki asked, getting up anyway to stretch from his chair and she remained in her own with her arms folded.

‘’correct. You could either hang out in the break room or exit the facility to.. wherever before you return in 30 minutes.’’

Loki stood there staring at her blankly but they both knew he wanted her to come along. She immediately shook her head and glanced at the screen. ‘’I think its best if I double check the-‘’

‘’darling. Legally, you need to take your break.’’ He said flatly, almost dangerously as she starred at him a moment before she sighed and got up herself.

As soon as she took a step towards a direction, he was ready to follow; making her stop. She tried changing direction and he did the same thing. Earning a sigh, she turned around with puffed up feathers as she raised a brow at him. ‘’just because we take a break at the same time, doesn’t mean it has to be together.’’

‘’I think its best love until I get the feel of this place, I could get lost you know’’ he said innocently as he placed his hands behind his back to wait for her to start moving.

He was stubborn, and in front of watching colleges it wasn’t a moment to argue, especially with her ‘boss’. She almost shuddered with the fact. She loved him, they came pretty far with each other.. but this 24/7 thing needed to change. Or at least.. the unnecessaries. ‘’..fine. but I usually sit in my car on my break.’’

Loki raised a brow at this as he began to follow when she began walking again ‘’why is that love?’’

‘’because I usually don’t like to be bothered on my break. Helps keep me hidden from others.’’ She explained as they walked along side each other, ignoring the glances people gave.

‘’I do like the sound of that.’’ He smirked and she sent him a look.

‘’can’t you behave yourself for once?’’

‘’darling, when you have a body like yours and a personality that is just as sexy, how could you expect me to control myself?’’ he smirked, walking closer so his shoulder brushed up against her and she already felt her cheeks redden lightly.

‘’there’s a time and a place for everything Loki-‘’

‘’and is your car a time or place?’’ he asked, looking like a puppy wagging its tail. By his eyes It was very hard to even say no and she couldn’t help but sigh as she pulled out her car keys as they approached.

‘’tell you what, I’ll hold your hand. Deal?’’

‘’and I get to ravish you?’’ he purred, giving an indifferent look when he saw her face.

‘’deal?’’

With a sigh but not looking to disappointed, hurried to the passenger side. ‘’deal.’’

‘’can’t we get through the door at least!? Or make sure no one is around-‘’ Rose strained as Loki hugged her from behind, walking forward to direct her more into the room as he used a foot to kick the door closed behind him.

‘’I’ve been waiting for you all day darling, I’m not waiting any longer..’’ he breathed, his lips attacking her neck, making her shiver down her spine as he ran a hand down her leg and unbuckled her holster, making it fall to the ground.

‘’you’re lucky there wasn’t a gun in there’’ she scolded, gripping his arm around her middle as she closed her eyes, biting her lip as he made himself known against her rear end.

‘’I believe I have a much better pistol instead darling’’ he purred against her ear before nibbling at her lobe.

Getting flustered, this practically made her wings suddenly spring out and practically engulf him behind her, making her jump and quickly correcting the folding position where she turned around looking sheepish. ‘’..its been a long day.’’

‘’then perhaps we should.. migrate to the bedroom.’’ He smirked, stalking forward where she stuck a hand out to his chest to stop him, making him only start to kiss up her arm.

‘’Loki..’’ she sighed, both mix of pleasure and mild frustration in her voice. ‘’we can kinda do things here but work- it’s a no-no.’’

His lips paused almost up to her shoulder as he looked at her, his eyes showing tiredness of this topic again but raised a brow through curiosity ‘’kinda do things here?’’ he repeated.

‘’well its not like this stuff can happen when the others are around-‘’

‘’why not?’’ he asked, already snaking an arm around her waist and began bringing her closer against him.

‘’..i feel like we’ve had this conversation before..’’ she sighed, her voice getting quieter the closer she got to him until she was pressed against his chest, her hands moving to rest at his shoulders.

‘’you wish for your Avengers to see this as a professional setting and how you take your assignments seriously.’’ He answered for her and she nodded with her eyes down, in which he raised her chin up with a gently hand. ‘’I respect your decision love. But just know that you are mine and you are protected. If they try anything, news will have to appear fast that you are a taken woman.’’ He warned and she quickly shook her head before he could fully enter his protective mode.

‘’you have nothing to worry about Loki- but please, time and a place. A lady likes her alone time sometimes and there’s nothing wrong with that, absence just makes the heart grow fonder.’’ She told him, taking her hand in his as she looked up at him gently.

‘’I understand love, is this a time in which you want to be alone?’’ he asked, his expression hard to read but nevertheless she shook her head.

‘’on the contrary, this is a great example for the perfect time and place.’’ She smirked, her hand gripping his as she slowly pulled him to her bedroom in which a split second, he was quick to take the lead.

#loki #loki odinson #Loki Laufeyson #loki god of mischief #loki fanfic #loki smut #loki x reader smut #loki x y/n

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seer918 · 1 year

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Comparing Megaman robot masters to Megaman Battle Network netnavis part 3

okay not gonna lie I’ve got a bit of a migraine forming so gonna do my best to be brief and quick with this one

First up is Needleman and Needleman.exe

Classic looks like a retrofitted Airman but oddly enough I kinda prefer it this time. Force gem or whatever the random glowey bits on robot masters are called is in a weird spot but it’s not too be a detraction

.EXE looks like a png-tuber who complains about the problems of forced diversity. Dreamworks smirk looking headass. Also weirdly enough in the anime they gave this navi to a (relatively) fleshed out version of the twin sister of the teacher character. Not putting that towards the score but figured that was neat (also Ms Yuri can step on my thro-)

Point (eheh) in favour of the Robot Masters, giving us a score of 11-6

Next is Magnet Man and MagnetMan.EXE

Classic is...kinda bare bones with the idea. Looks like someone in a bootleg Magneto cosplay.

While the chest of .EXE being another, larger magnet along with the magnet helmet, I do like the kind of studded look to it, Gives it a kind of knuckleduster look to it which while not matching the initial theme matches with him being less of a partner to his user and more of a bodyguard/hired muscle. I also like the fact they gave him a sort of brother/copy in blue for his signature North-South Tackle

Point to the navis, giving them double the RM’s score with 12-6

Skipping GeminiMan and HardMan we have TopMan and TopMan.exe

...I really do not see how any robots, even a Mettaur, could follow TopMan even with the RobotMaster tech

Meanwhile I have a big soft spot for this gaming geezer. The video I’m ripping o-I mean was inspired by mentioned how TopMan.exe looking like his owner was a ‘problem’ with a lot of navi but I love it. It also makes the theming work a bit more, with the owner being a crotchety toy maker.

Unlucky for the Robot Masters, it’s now 13-6

Ssssslithering into frame is SnakeMan and SnakeMan.exe

SnakeMan is probably my favourite design from 3, even if it’s relatively goofy.

I vaguely remember being creeped out by SnakeMan.exe in the anime, despite its clown vomit of a colour scheme. The arms at the back of the head kind of make it awkward. I feel like if they appeared in their own jars it’d work a bit better. Also the...flames(?) so SnakeMan.exe can actually move seem a bit out of place.

Point in favour of the robot masters, 13-7

Next up, SparkMan and SparkMan.exe

...I’m gonna be completely honest I have nothing to say for either case.

The lighter orange and addition of yellow to make it read more at a glance it’s a electric boss is alright, but leg down by the adition of green

...I’m calling it a tie. Maybe it’s the headache or the fact I do not have an attachment for either design but I’m just so...apathetic.

14-8

And finally for this batch, ShadowMan and ShadowMan.exe

Now these are ssome damn good designs!

The classic’s night sky blue armour referencing the real life ninja uniforms (the all black ones were more of a theatre thing) along with the sorta...I forget the right word but fishnet ‘undershirt’ is a big plus for me. And while I’d argue the pure white parts ruin the whole stealth idea...ehhh, it’s not like he’s stealthy in the game anyway, and his navi self’s not dressed for stealth.

But what he is dressed for is to look so damn cool. Strider levels of oversized scarf, purple will always get you bonus points with me, and the legs looking like the tradition sandal look

...this is another tie but I genuinely think that these two are 10/10 designs that are just two different looks of the same theme.

Which ends this post with the score being 15-9. Genuinely surprised at how close it’s been so far.

Since I’ve got some shifts coming up, I probably won’t be posting again until Sunday at least...or who knows maybe I’ll surprise even myself. Cioa ‘til then

#megaman #megaman battle network #robot masters #netnavi #legacy collection

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skeilig · 10 months

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diary entry lol

had a really good night the other night, there was a party in the rec room for one of the sous chef's bday and before i showed up with my friends jim (my boss who i've been semi-secretly dating for 2 weeks for anyone who missed the memo) texted me saying "i've been here 5 minutes and someone already asked me where you are" LMAO so i show up with my friends, we have fun, jim is wearing a patterned shirt and matching patterned shorts... my friend goes up to him and asks about the fit and comes back to me to say "he said he bought the shirt and shorts separately, a year apart." 😭 anyway at some point i start hanging out with him playing flip cup and whatnot. at 11pm-ish I'm debating joining the afterparty to kips for karaoke but jim isn't gonna go bc he's opening (work at 6:30am) the next day. anyway, my friend ripley literally just drags me out of rec and i'm like "OK FINE I'M GOING" and everyone is like YAY JENNI! and they drag me down the hill to kips. jim doesn't go but he texts me "door's unlocked if you don't want to walk all the way up the hill later" 🥺 so kips was FUN (even though ripley and i did a whole slapstick routine before getting there in which i lost their ID (which they trusted me to hold onto) then they said "give me my debit card back" and then once we found the ID, ripley had lost the debit card.. somehow we lost and found both within like 20 minutes), my buddy isaiah SLAYS at karaoke, he brought the house down with "fuck you" ceelo green. later after 1am, isaiah wanted to go again but we also wanted to leave so i gave him $5 to bribe the host to bump him up in the lineup and it was a very ineffective bribe. i think we left by 1:30? should've just stayed for closing time at that point. at some point during the night i'm talking to my cabinmate maggie who previously knew about my crush on jim and i said something like "i'm not going back to the EV tonight" and she goes "ooh the jammers? no... the MCs!" [manager condos] and i go 😊 and she goes "you're fucking jim!!" LMAO anyway, walk back up the hill with my friends and i just swerve off to go to the MCs where jim lives instead of having to hike ALL the way back up the hill. i let myself in, go upstairs, crawl into bed. he kinda snuggles up to me half asleep, wakes up a few minutes later and is like "i didn't think you were gonna come" 🥺 we talk for a WHILE like long enough that he's fully awake and we hear closing time blasting from the bar across the street and we hear everyone stumbling up the hill afterward. then he's like ok my alarm is going off at 5:30 i need to go to sleep, i just got excited that you're here. so we go to sleep, he leaves for work around 6, gives me a little cheek kiss. i sleep there until like 7:30 and then go back to my cabin to get ready for work at 9. when i walk in the front door, maggie is getting ready for work and she looks at me then double takes and gives me a Knowing Look bc i'm still in my kips fit from the night before. what a night lmfao.

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amynchan · 1 year

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K. so I'm gonna share a Memory. I hold it fondly, but boy was I upset when it was actually happening. XD

It's about my older brother, the gamer.

So, when I was younger, I liked to watch my older brother play video games. I'd sit and watch, and he'd sit and play, and I always asked him to sit on my feet because they were always cold. Always kicked him when he farted on me, though. XD (Which is why sometimes he'd say no, and I'd wrap my feet in blankets instead, and then he'd sit on them. Good compromise.)

Anyway. He played a lot. I watched a lot. I almost never watched from the start of the game to the end of the game, though, so there were some storylines I straight up Missed.

At some point, he plays a game called Phantasy Star Universe. I almost always caught him playing the beginning, but I always missed the middle and end. It was a story that I had no clue about, and he eventually just stopped playing it and moved onto something else. (At least, I think that's what happened. XD)

So. This Would Not Do. I really wanted to know the story, and I either didn't know letsplays were a thing or couldn't find one. Which makes sense because Phantasy Star seems to be not super popular. XD So I decided to play the game myself.

ngl, I was bad at it. XD But I did my best. And, in a role reversal, my brother watched me play sometimes. He'd go in and out of the room like I did, and I focused on the story. I did My Best.

Now, the game has 14 chapters? I think??? Lemme double check. 12 chapters. My bad. ANYWAY.

I made it through chapters 1-6 by the Skin of my Teeth. But I did! I was so happy! When I got to chapter 7, I was trying really hard to pull an all nighter (my brother had done a couple, and I was going to play this game!), but I got stuck. That chapter was hard for me as I suck at coordination, and there was a section where you gotta waterski across the first bit, and I kept running into bombs, then there were big enemies that I kept running from and waving my saber Wildly at, and I kept losing support left and right to the plot, and I was a Ragged Mess by the time I hit the boss.

I think I died 3 times trying to get that boss, and I kept getting more and more frustrated. The only thing I remember is feeling myself about to cry (which I still don't like doing in front of people, but the aversion was Very Strong as a child, and my brother knew it), and he offered to beat the boss for me.

I said okay, and I vowed to myself that I was going to Watch and Learn. I was going to Watch and Learn and be able to get on with the story!

The next thing I know, I'm waking up to a beautiful shot of water moving and the main character talking to a character I'd seen before, but I had no idea what she was doing there.

"Oh, you're awake," said my brother (I think. This was years ago.). "I beat level 7 for you."

Which he did, and I was v grateful, but he also went on to beat chapters 8 and 9 and had just finished beating chapter 10.

Guys. I was distraught. How could I bet the game when I couldn't beat chapter 7? I was a chapter 7 skill level masquarading as someone competent on now chapter 11. Which had a wave-after-wave battle in it that I couldn't defeat. XD My poor brother had no idea what to do, so he showed me all the upgrades he gave my character (upgrades that I had no clue about until he did them for me) and how to use them.

I did have to go back to 7 For The Story, but when I got the upgrades my brother showed me and use hacks that he also showed me, I was able to beat the boss and continue with the game. The story gripped me until the end, and there was a Happily Ever After!

Now, Phantasy Star Universe is one of my favorite games. I really did like the story and the world and the characters. I like the structured game play and the memories that go along with it. That's one of the big reasons it's gonna be one of my my favorite games forever. That, and I was still playing it when one of my little cousins was born several years later. RIP game progress. You died for a Worthy Cause x2. XD

(also Karen is my favorite okbye)

#Phantasy Star Universe #PSU #Memory

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verdictvelvet · 1 year

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i beat fire emblem engage last night so i am going to write what i thought about every stage. okay. this post will be very long and of little interest to just about anybody but you can click on it anyway

prologue - does it even count

chapter 1 - normal

chapter 2 - now we are getting somewhere. pretty normal tutorial with One Funny Trick that sets the stage for this being a game where bosses come and get your ass

chapter 3 - this one has a pretty expressive first couple of turns where you spend that first turn really feeling the pressure of not having enough guys and seeing how things are just going to collapse on you from not having enough units to outpace the amount of guys who will attack you. and then you get more guys. but it is not really exceptional beyond that

chapter 4 - this one is good because it is where you get my best friend warp ragnarok. everything is just a little bit too spread out and you do not have quite enough units yet to really feel like you are able to create a united front anywhere, so having somebody who can jump around to different parts of the battlefield and also explode an enemy at the same time feels great, and it really pushes you to think about the best way to use the new tools you are given here

chapter 5 - this one gave me a hard time in a way that i loved but i think i might have made it more difficult for myself than it needed to be. the time pressure of needing to stop the thief from clearing out the chests really pushed me to put myself in some rough spots that took some doing to get out of though, and i appreciated it. this one also serves as a sort of a soft introduction to engage's favorite trick of 'divide your army into two groups and take two different paths to the boss'

jean paralogue - you have to go and protect this little boy. this one is pretty regular i do not have much of a lingering impression of it

chapter 6 - i can not help but feel like this one is really pulling its punches on account of being the first dark level. it introduces a pretty fun give and take of managing vision in a stage like this (that the game never fully delivers on, i think) but the enemy placements and amounts are just not aggressive to provide much friction here

anna paralogue - this is a totally solid stage that winds up feeling kind of unexceptional in the context of a game that has lots of really good ones.

chapter 7 - there are a couple of stages that are just about crossing a big bridge and they largely reveal that 'a straight line' is not that interesting of a setup for a fire emblem map. it is not bad it is just not that compelling. gets some points for the actual boss approach being kind of tricky and for introducing my fail boy

chapter 8 - all the stages in this that require you to start off in a defensive position in this game are pretty good, the balance of holding out until you can be aggressive enough to head for the boss is pretty fun. being a good one of these in a game with a clear best one of these leaves it kind of overshadowed though

chapter 9 - pretty normal. you split your guys up and you go along both routes to the boss and it works. the narrative suggests there is a time pressure here but the stage does not really back it up

chapter 10 - the map design here is pretty cool, i like that it is basically two small fire emblem maps in succession, and they both feel pretty tense. you have a lot of guys to fight you need to do your best

chapter 11 - this one is scary. the only escape stage in the game but they do good work here, lots of individual enemies in your way you need to make smart choices about how to handle, and the asshole in the back with the freeze staff and the micaiah emblem really wants to make your day bad. stay safe out there

lucina paralogue - it is pretty funny that when they go 'what is the iconic awakening stage' the thing they settle on is a big open room with some enemies in it. the enemy positioning is a little more aggressive here but the end result is still pretty forgettable

chapter 12 - there are a bunch of stages in engage that have a clear gimmick where my first reaction is 'this is going to be really annoying' but it is actually used really well. 'desert stage where all your guys move bad' is a fire emblem staple but shifting it from a universal movement reduction to a bunch of spots on the map that you have to move past in one go or else be stuck in for a while does a lot to give you opportunities to try and control your and the enemy's pace and make the way you move your units feel really distinct. the part where this is technically a stage about protecting npcs is weirdly underplayed, it is almost a non-issue

lyndis paralogue - this stage starts off by doing a kind of bad job at communicating what the conditions for stopping reinforcements are but you wind up handling a lot of it by accident anyway. but like some of those guys you are not going to get to by the time reinforcements show up so it becomes a pretty fun scramble by the end. one of the only times in the game where i realized i had made some bad positioning decisions so many turns ago that i might as well restart

chapter 13 - this one gives you the ike emblem (which rules) and timerra (who can kill everything, but not quite yet) so that alone would make it pretty good in my book. the better of the dark stages for sure, in that it is easier to get yourself into trouble, and the encroaching swarm of flying units that snuffs out the torches on the ocean creates a fun pressure. it is pretty funny that there is one house that you can not reach in time and after the battle everybody is like 'wow congratulations you did not let any houses burn down' anyway

ike paralogue - this one rocks. ike puts you into hell and makes you so scared but you have to try really hard to go kick his ass anyway. the balance between being aggressive enough to get to him in time but not being overwhelmed by enemies is really fun to find

chapter 14 - this one is a pretty standard 'split your guys up and do the run up to the boss' stage but the boss room is really good on account of how they put three guys in there that want to be your problem, which is always a good call

byleth paralogue - the pretty small amount of units here makes this one of the few stages where i felt like i really had to think about who i was bringing in just to make sure i was killing guys fast enough. but the challenge here is mostly one of efficiency, outside of when byleth is attacking you it is pretty rare to actually be in danger because of how much all the enemies love trying to attack rocks. ultimately it is just kind of okay which is fitting for a three houses stage i guess

chapter 15 - this is maybe the only gimmick driven stage that sucks and probably my least favorite chapter in the game. lots of moving guys through narrow hallways with nothing to do, the stage is divided up into small and mediocre individual combat challenges. it gives you the corrin emblem (and with it the dragon vein skill which is one of my favorite tools in the game) but then makes you constantly use it to wall off your own approach so you can clear out the miasma rather than any of the fun stuff you can do

corrin paralogue - this stage is ostensibly about how partway through the map corrin lights half the map on fire but it is laughably unlikely to have much effect on you because you had no reason to stand in any of the places she lights on fire in the first place. the real star of the show is her twelve unit death ball she starts moving towards you while obfuscating her actual movement range from you with is both a fun tactical challenge and also really funnily abnormal fire emblem boss behavior

chapter 16 - this is probably the most turns any stage took because the raising and lowering water actually can slow you down a lot. but outside of the kind of slow process of getting into position for the boss it is used pretty well to create some unplanned slowing and division of your forces while they are sort of in danger so i do not feel that bad about it. i do think this is one of the worst stages for introducing the emblem mechanics to you, but i also think the eirika emblem is not that good until you level up your bond with it a bunch and get sieglinde and can kill everything

eirika paralogue - i was really underleveled for this one but the thing is it kicked ass to play it like that. sometimes you are just fighting tooth and nail through the stage. i do not really know how this compares to the sacred stones original but here it feels like a really tightly designed endgame stage but you play it a little over halfway through as like a fun bonus for you. never really lets you relax if you are trying to push forward which is fun

chapter 17 - there are like a couple really good and tense turns in the middle of this around when you are dealing with a couple of bosses at once but before and after that it is weirdly low pressure for how high the stakes are supposed to be and how many enemies there are all around you

sigurd paralogue - it was cool to see them try to translate a genealogy of the holy war multiple castle setup and when you take the first castle it shows you the guys you have to get past to get to the second and it looks really gnarly and you are gearing up for a tough fight. but then sigurd charges in alone to his own death instantly and you do not have to worry about any of that and it is kind of disappointing

leif paralogue - this one is mean those ballistas are so brutal and then if you try to clear out some of the ones on the left side of the map then leif goes to fucking war with you. this one really took a lot of doing, it was the first mission where i actually ran out of rewinds. i loved it, maybe i should play thracia 776 and get my ass kicked

chapter 18 - it is kind of funny that this is the only stage where you can recruit an enemy. 'you are surrounded by boats' is a pretty fun setup for a defensive mission. i wish the ballista you had felt a little more relevant but this stage works alright and has a solid first few turns even if it is not able to keep up the pressure

chapter 19 - i feel like i missed something when i played this one because there are a bunch of elements in here that do not really come together. the three laned design of the stages? the ballistas that you fire like maybe one time each? ultimately i just cleared the miasma out enough to stick to one part of the map because that is where most of the enemies are and it works alright and was pretty fun even, it just feels like there is more that i did not engage with somehow

micaiah paralogue - uhhh idk this is kind of another defense stage. it works and is fun enough, it asks you to split up your guys a little bit more than usual just because it starts them so far apart and there is some novelty to that but it did not leave much of a lingering impression

roy paralogue - kind of a lull in the middle of this one after you take out the initial rush of enemies and it never really recovers. actually fighting roy does not have that much going on

chapter 20 - this one is about a guy running around like a freak and just blasting you whenever and teleporting off. and also you are in like a dark castle and fighting over treasure chests and stuff but i mostly just remember that first part even though he basically is not ever a threat as long as you are keeping your guys' health up

celica paralogue - this one is fun it is good when a stage just lets you put your foot on the gas pedal. it is good to be aggressive and go fast sometimes

chapter 21 - for some reason i basically do not remember playing this one even if i remember all the events around it

chapter 22 - this one is pretty easy but it is like a solid enough setup. you are getting your guys back sometimes it is about having a specific thing you are trying to do that asks you to engage with the stage in a unique way and not really pushing you to your limit

marth paralogue - this stage is pretty fun but like sometimes something is solid in a way that does not immediately lend to having a lot to say it is just kind of a classically good map. but it is interesting how with some of these reutilized maps you have a whole special area for approaching the boss that you never go in because they get too aggressive

oath ring paralogue - i was almost hesitant to go get the ring right away because i was like 'oh is it going to end if i kill this guy so fast' but it is good that i did not because it would have been a huge pain in the ass to defend my position away from that central platform. pretty fun but like not exceptional you know

chapter 23 - this one is kind of lame to be honest. the gimmick is not so bad but the two different paths you split your guys up on wound up taking at such different paces that half of my party was just waiting around for the others to line up because i did not want to try and kill both bosses with one party. maybe i should have tried and put myself in am ore dangerous situation and i would have liked it more but engage's favorite trick kind of stumbles here

chapter 24 - this is the only chapter with a turn limit but it basically does not matter there is no world in which i would have needed all 15 turns to get to the boss and in fact i spent a little bit of time just waiting around unnecessarily even under those constraints. the avalanche mechanic is kind of fun to position around, i guess

chapter 25 - i was kind of worried after the last two stages but this one rocks and is also the scariest map in the game. i took it a little slow after the last couple and then they send you to the fucking danger zone and i was barely scraping by killing the boss with like 40 enemies about to charge into the boss room and kill the hell out of all of my guys it was awesome. also i think it is a fun inversion to go from the lumera tutorial stage displaying how the bosses will just come for you to this, basically the last real challenge of the game, with her as one of the few bosses that just stays in place and is extremely brutal about it. loved this one though if i played it again i would probably try less hard to dodge lasers

chapter 26 - this is like a fun experiment in how to make a big dynamic boss fight in the constraints of fire emblem and it is generally really fun but definitely does not offer a ton of pushback, especially in comparison to the previous one. sometimes all of your favorite guys are together and they are just cleaning shit up. it feels good without being completely frictionless. i did not really know enough to match the guys to the 'villain emblems' consistently and probably would not have bothered even if i did just because as always i sort of had my guys switched into two groups for maximum efficiency and the guys that were already nearby just wound up being the guys that would kill the enemies. it did kind of raise the idea of it being a letdown that there were not like evil fire emblem villain emblems with special abilities that you have to fight but that would have been a bit of a huge increase to the scope i guess

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funkymbtifiction · 2 years

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Welcome back! I was checking your blog and astonished to see questions being answered because I was like “huh? That was a short month.”

That's cuz time moves faster for us extroverts. I've already been through August and September and came back to grace you all with my presence and wisdom. ;)

Anyway, I’m currently leaning toward being an ISFJ. My current job is highly detail-oriented, the sort of spreadsheet work that intuitives will claim deaden their soul. There are so many steps to some tasks that even people who have been doing it for months mess things up sometimes. My boss will message me late at night about mistakes I made, which I don’t mind so much, go on long monologues about how important details are which… kind of offends me to be honest. I mean, I’m one of the most perfectionist people I know, and I DO correct any mistakes immediately (these monologues are about new slip-ups, not old habits.) So for a while I was feeling pretty insecure about my competence. Like, I’m trying my best, and I know being precise is important, so what precisely do you want me to do? Then, I spent a day at work with the new manager-to-be my boss was training, and I realized my boss talks that way to everyone (sort of chastising every little thing.) Not only that, she even gave me an indirect compliment for the first time (“you can give her more to do; she’ll blaze through what she has at this rate.”) She also mentioned she has OCD, which put things in perspective. Basically, if you have advice for how to improve communication in this role and feel less criticized, I’d appreciate it. When I ask for feedback it tends to feel similar to what I receive all the time (deluge of nitpicks which make me feel worse about myself,) but with potentially useful advice included. But it’s hard to get past the critiques, especially since I grew up with an extremely harsh 316 parent who was NEVER happy with me. I think I’m also sharing this story as an example of how Si-doms can struggle with detail-oriented work, too, and won’t always “wow” the people around them in that field.

First, when you go home from work for the day -- be home. Shut off your phone / instant messages and don't answer them until work hours the next morning. Your boss is not the boss of your life, and she does not need access to you "late at night." The reason for this is twofold -- one, when you go home, it's to rest and recuperate for the next day and you won't be able to do that if at 11pm you receive a critique, and then are annoyed at yourself and/or thinking about it when you should be resting up for tomorrow. Two, as I said, your boss does not own your time outside of work. If she wants to work until midnight, that's her thing; but you don't have to, and you aren't getting paid overtime (I assume) to read her messages. You need some boundaries for yourself.

Dealing with criticism late at night is not good, because as a human being and as an introvert, your energy is depleted. When that happens, people become more emotional than at other hours of the day and they take things more personally than they would on 9+ hours of sleep. Knowing that this person is just this way (is she a 1 by any chance? ;) can help you remind yourself not to take her criticism too seriously, because her standards might be impossible. No one can be perfect, everyone makes mistakes, and you are doing a good job or she wouldn't have complimented you on it.

I would not ask for feedback, either, unless you feel that you need it. Just focus on learning your task and doing it. When you ask for criticism, people look for things to criticize. If you can't handle nitpicks, don't volunteer yourself for criticism.

Secondly, learn to weigh the criticisms you do receive, rather than taking them to heart. Let it sting and then ask if objectively, they are right. Objective criticism points out something that can be fixed. It's not a matter of opinion, either, but factual -- like "this sentence is convoluted and hard to read; it could be easier." Or "it takes too long for you to perform this task; you need to be faster." (Okay... how can I streamline this process or create shortcuts to be faster?) There's a difference between objective criticism (this will improve the product) and nitpicks (this isn't up to their personal high standard). Nitpicks are subjective, objective criticism is factual.

As an unrelated example -- "I don't like your character" for me as a writer is a subjective criticism; if I want them to like my character and they don't, is the problem theirs or mine? Usually it's theirs. But "you have too many run on sentences and it makes it hard to read" is my problem. One is a matter of personal preference (nothing I can do about that), the other is something fixable. So when you receive criticism, consider whether it's valid (factual or objective) or not. Will it streamline the process or improve the result? If so, it's good stuff. If it would cause you 90% more work for a 1% increase, it's not.

I read a book by an ETJ recently in which he says if you waste your time trying to fix your product by one or two percent, when it requires a thousand more hours, you're not gaining anything. If a criticism means 10x the work without much to show for it, it's not valid in a professional business sense. That's what you have to remember about 1s -- they are not rational. They are idealistic. The need for Perfection overrides their common sense and slows them down. It's more important for them to get it right than to get it done, and they can drive themselves and other people crazy trying to make it perfect. But most times, perfect doesn't exist and "good enough" is good enough.

#question #criticism

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cornelius-sfm · 18 days

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Order of the Awakened Mystic

Intro

To see how good a subclass is, I've decided to try and go through Tactician solo and see if it's possible for that subclass to beat the game, and if not, how far they can make it. The only restrictions I gave myself are to not multiclass and to not abuse Elixirs of Hill Giant Strength. Multiclassing would defeat the purpose of seeing how good the class is, and using Elixirs of Hill Giant Strength take away some of the impact of planning ability scores.

I decided to keep going with Mystic for the fun of it, deciding on Order of the Awakened (simply Awakened going forward). This is because I felt it would offer a different kind of playstyle to the Immortal Mystic, focusing on using Psionic powers instead of being a martial.

For race, I went with Githyanki for two reasons. First, I felt that it fit thematically since they were already a psionic race. Second, and the more metagame-y reason, they get proficiency in medium armor which I felt would be helpful in the early game. They also get access to useful spells during their level ups and Astral Knowledge, both of which are just useful.

The Acts

Act 1: For this run, I decided to forgo using weapons (for now), instead focusing on the Psionic Talents for most of the game. That made the early game quite difficult as my damage wasn't great. Thanks to being a Gith, I was able to steal and equip the +1 Breastplate Armor from Dammon. After that, I just traveled and talked through my encounters, gaining exp. At this point, I had a build idea in mind, but the necessary gear wouldn't be available until late Act 2. One thing that stood out, even after hitting level 5, was that this subclass was extremely long rest heavy. It didn't help that most of the AOE's were locked behind level 7, so I wasn't the absolute strongest. Regardless, I was still able to take on most of the Act 1 fights. The Grymforge fight was somewhat easy, though I did have to use a Potion of Invisibility to drop out of combat once. The Creche was also mostly easy to clear out, but things still didn't feel great. Every fight cemeted just how heavy this Order relies on Long Rests/Partial Rests, even after hitting level 7, where I unlocked Psychic Blast. It was around the time I hit level 7 that most of Act 1 was done, and I then moved onto Act 2.

Deaths: 10

Act 2: This Act had the last few pieces of gear for what I was aiming for as an "end game build," however I actually had to get there. Most fights were easy if I simply Psychic Blasted everything to dust, but if I wasn't doing that, then large groups were tough. On the other hand, solo fights were a breeze. This was very evident in the Kar'niss fight. While it usually is tough, I managed to wipe out the entire group except for him in 2 blasts, and proceeded to Ego Whip him to death, as he kept failing my saves. After that, I talked most of the bosses to death to hit level 8. I then headed to the Gauntlet of Shar, where I grabbed the Callous Glow Ring (after using Knock to have the Justiciars kill Balthazar). With this, I was one step closer to my end game build. To alleviate the future Assault on Moonrise, I headed back there and killed a good amount of NPCs, including Zrell. After I was satisfied with the bloodshed, I headed back to the Gauntlet of Shar again to finally free the Nightsong. I cleared some trials and convinced some devils to kill themselves, and headed to the Shadowfell, which got me to level 9. Once I freed her (and lost Shadowheart), I long rested to prep for the massive fights ahead. I went to get Shar's blessing to boost my Intelligence, then finally went to finish Act 2. After the easy assault, I headed up to Kethric where I proceeded to die. After another attempt and another death, I said screw it and just unloaded all of my Psi Points to Mind Crush Kethric (and also Dame Aylin by mistake), stunlocking him. Heading down to the Netherbrain, I grabbed the Braindrain Gloves and the Resonance Stone, both of which were essential to the build. I freed Us then headed to Ketheric, dreading the final fight. Before the fight, I summoned Us and an Earth Elemental with a Conjure Elemental Scroll and kept them outside of his line of sight. After convincing Ketheric to kill himself, I managed to get surprise thanks to a Greater Invisibility scroll. Dropping a Haste Spore grenade and using a Psychic Blast, I managed to burst down the Mindflayer and freed Aylin. Finally, I had the Earth Elemental to block a ladder to keep the Necromites away from Myrkul, and bursted him down. Thanks to Psychic Crush + a Wall of Fire Scroll, I was able to keep him locked down which allowed Aylin and Us to stay alive. With the three of us, we were able to take care of him rather quickly, but it took all of my Psi Points and more scrolls than I'd like (Greater Invisibility, Conjure Elemental, and Wall of Fire). With Ketheric down, I headed to Act 3.

Deaths: 4

Act 3: During my first night of rest, I immediately got jumped by some Githyanki. While they're typically resistant to Psychic damage, my Resonance Stone took care of that, allowing me to burst them down with Psychic Blasts. After that, I simply went around completing quests as I wanted to hit level 12 before I fought any of the bosses. After a lot of wandering and a lot of killing, I eventually hit level 12 as well as collected all the gear I needed (which will be covered later).

Act 3 Bosses:

Viconia: I decided to not make the mistake as my first solo run and fought her first to get the Mirror of Loss buff first. I sipped an Elixir of Bloodlust and headed right into it. As soon as combat started, I ran back to the door, creating a choke point with a Scroll of Evard's Black Tentacles. The next turn, I used Eldritch Evolution and started just blasting everyone to death. Thanks to the Psychic Focus: Psionic Distortion, Darkness was also a non-issue. The fight was actually so easy, I took zero damage and could have done it easily without the scroll.

Gortash: Similarly to Viconia, this was more annoying than difficult. I died once during the fight, however it was due to me being both Lethargic due to a Potion of Speed and at 3 HP due to Eldritch Evolution running out. The second try went easier, killing him by turn 2 and running away to wait out the Potion of Speed. After this, I took a Long Rest since the Steel Watchers were hostile, but they become allies after a Long Rest when Gortash dies.

Mystic Carrion: Neither difficult nor frustrating. Thanks to going first, I was able to use Eldritch Evolution and stunlock everyone. It took about 3 turns to take everyone out using Psychic Crush.

Lorroakan: Somewhat harder than previous fights. I was brought down to near low HP, but that was mainly due to bad positioning with my AOE's causing me to miss Lorroakan twice. Despite that, I was still able to take him out, even without Dame Aylin's help (she died turn 1 to my first AOE).

Raphael: Next I decided to take on Raphael because I felt like he would be the hardest and man, this fight cemeted how powerful this subclass is. Thanks to Victory Before Battle, I went second in initative (Yurgnir went first and did basically nothing). My first turn was spent doing some damage and using Eldritch Evolution. The real fight started on my second turn, where I just kinda... stunned everyone. Even Rapahel kept getting stunned, and I just kept using Psychic Crush, occaisionally refreshing my Eldritch Evolution. In the end, I beat the battle without even taking care of the pillars.

Cazador: I was somewhat worried about this fight, but once again, simply using Psychic Crush + Eldritch Evolution proved too much for the vampire lord who only lasted 7 rounds.

Ansur: Probably the toughest fight so far. He was able to do a good bit of damage to me, even with an Elixir of Lightning Resistance, and he had a high Intelligence save, meaning he wasn't constantly getting stunned. Despite that, he was still getting stunned enough to beat him first try.

Orin: The final battle, and just like all previous bosses, she simply fell to the massive stun AOE that is Psychic Crush. Honestly just not much to say about it.

Deaths: 3 (Including the bosses and final fight.)

Final Fight: The final fight was honestly quite difficult, at least compared to earlier fights. Because of the nature of the arena, I couldn't get close enough to the Emperor to wipe him out fast by using Steeped in Bliss, so I had to use Psychic Crush + Orpheus' Illithid powers to take care of them before heading up. I used a Globe of Invulnerability scroll to get to the brain, and then promptly died to a platform breaking. After doing it all again, I got to the brain and with a Potion of Speed, blitzed them with good ole Psychic Crush.

Final Build:

Combat with this build was pretty simple and very offensive based. I'd start the day with an Exlixir of Bloodlust, then when combat starts, I'd use Eldritch Evolution. With those two active, I'd typically shred through most fights, and enemies who didn't die to my attacks were usually stunned or debuffed enough to not matter. My bonus action was mainly used to shoot Gondiva to get Psi Points back so I could use Eldritch Evolution again later. If I didn't manage to end combat in those 4 turns, my only option was to pray that I could stun everyone before my HP dropped and I could heal up.

Stats: Str (9) Dex (14) Con (15) Int (17) Wis (8) Cha (10)

Head - Fount of Endless Knowledge: Eases the heavy usage of Psi Points a bit. Helm of Balduran is also a good alternative that I ended up switch to near the end, but honestly didn't notice a difference.

Cloak - Cloak of Psionic Interference: Makes enemies more likely to fail their saves, leading to more stun chains

Armor - Armour of Persistence: Just good for survivability.

Bracers - Braindrain Gloves: All our damage is Psychic + our strongest options are mental saves.

Boots - Boots of Stormy Clamour: We're always proccing Mental Fatigue, so this is also always going to proc.

Necklace - Amulet of Mental Fortitude: Leads to massive saving throw bonuses.

Ring 1 - Ring of Mental Inhibition: Further helps with stun chaining.

Ring 2 - Coruscation Ring: Helps debuff enemies even if they pass their save. There are probably better options

Melee Weapons - Markoheshkir: Just the best staff to have.

Ranged Weapon - Gandiva: A nice bonus action damage option thanks to Spectral Arms.

Feat - Heavily Armoured: Lets us wear Armour of Pestilence.

Feat - Resilient (Constitution): Lets us use Strength of Mind on other stats + boosts Con.

Feat - Ability Score Improvement (+2 Constitution): More health.

Hag's Hair: +1 Intelligence

Mirror of Loss: +2 Intelligence

Overall Thoughts: Early on, this subclass felt super weak. I didn't have many good offensive options and it felt like the damage wasn't ever there. It wasn't until I got Psychic Blast and eventually Psychic Crush. Both of these abilities, especially when combined with Eldritch Evolution, make this subclass an offensive behemoth that is only limited by it's terrible defensive options. Overall, I'd rate this an B tier subclass.

Pros:

Very strong burst potential.

Good at locking down enemies and making sure they can't take turns.

Massive AOE attacks in the late game.

Can spam Psionic Disciplines at later levels.

Cons:

Extremely long rest heavy in the early game.

Very good risk, but very dangerous reward

Strong offensive abilities are Psychic only.

No good ways to boost defensive abilities.

Psionic Disciplines: Here is where I'm going to rate each Discipline from 1-5, and give a small thought about each one. This is coming from the viewpoint of a Lone Wolf Run, so some that are more support and ally based will rate lower.

Aura Sight: 2/5

Psychic Focus: A good skill to have advantage on, but need to remember to use it before entering conversations.

Assess Foe (2 Psi Points): Not a bad option for enemies who have a rather high DC.

View Aura (3 Psi Points): Another good ability that is hard to remember you have.

Percieve the Unseen (5 Psi Points): Once again, an ability that is good, but by the time you'll want it, it's too late.

Infinite Abyss: 4/5

Psychic Focus: Same as Aura Sight.

Glimpse of the Void (1 Psi Point): Not great damage, but the only AOE you get at early levels so not the worst.

Symbotic Link (3 Psi Points): Useless in Lone Wolf runs.

Psionic Disturbance (5 Psi Points): Good for when you're fighting a lot of spell casters.

Eldritch Evolution (7 Psi Points): Insanely strong, but also can just be the death of you if you aren't smart about it.

Intellect Fortress: 3/5

Psychic Focus: This will almost never be relevant.

Psychic Parry (1 Psi Point): Nice way to avoid those pesky save-or-suck incapacitation spells.

Psychic Backlash (2 Psi Points): Basically psychic Hellish Rebuke. I'd honestly prefer if it didn't give disadvantage and was only the damage.

Psychic Redoubt (5 Psi Points): The advantage on saves is nice, but once again, the damage resistance is next to useless.

Mantle of Awe: 2/5

Psychic Focus: Same issues as Aura Sight.

Charming Presence (2 Psi Points): Good in the early game, but by late game there are better ways to stop enemies attacking.

Center of Attention (2 Psi Points): I don't see the point in this in a Lone Wolf run.

Invoke Awe (7 Psi Points): Not really worth the action.

Mantle of Insanity: 4/5

Psychic Focus: Very situationally useful.

Delirium (2 Psi Points): A good early game way to get an enemy to go away for a bit.

Hysteria (3 Psi Points): Useful if there is only a few enemies in the battle.

Paranoia (5 Psi Points): Probably the best crowd control option you'll get.

Unending Torment (6 Psi Points): I'd rather use one of the earlier abilities.

Precognition: 4/5

Psychic Focus: A nice and useful little boost.

Precognitive Hunch (2 Psi Points): Basically just Bless, but you'll likely have better things to concentrate on.

All-Around Sight (3 Psi Points): A shittier Psychic Backlash that also costs 1 more Psi Point.

Danger Sense (5 Psi Points): Super good as it lets you forgo the Alert feat, but does require concentration.

Victory Before Battle (7 Psi Points): A worse Danger Sense imo since it doesn't prevent Surprise, but doesn't require concentration.

Psychic Assault: 5/5

Psychic Focus: Useful in the early game, but useless by the mid to late game.

Psionic Blast: Literally guaranteed damage as it has a 100% hit rate (but the damage sucks.)

Ego Whip (3 Psi Points): A concentration free control option, but the damage doesn't scale so it falls off rather fast.

Id Insinuation (5 Psi Points): Slightly more damage than Ego Whip, but also a worse control option unless you're fighting a caster.

Psychic Blast (6 Psi Points): A bunch of damage in a massive AOE, what's there to say?

Psychic Crush (7 Psi Points): A bunch of damage in a massive AOE that also can stun and targets Intelligence, a usually low stat, what's there to say?

Psychic Disruption: 3/5

Psychic Focus: A nice bonus to a good skill that you can reliable utilize in conversations

Distracting Haze (1 Psi Point): Not a bad option for screwing over spellcasters.

Daze (3 Psi Points): A worse Ego Whip imo.

Mind Storm (5 Psi Points): A good AOE for before you get Psychic Blast, plus stays somewhat relevant thanks to its secondary effect.

Psychic Distortion: 4/5

Psychic Focus: Great if you want to abuse Darkness strats.

Obscuring Veil (2 Psi Points): Not a bad ability, but it doesn't really fit the playstyle of this subclass.

Psychic Double (3 Psi Points): I literally never used this ability however I'm sure there are some shenanigans there with the teleporting.

Mirage (5 Psi Points): Once per turn disadvantage is nice, but stellar.

Illusory Horde (6 Psi Points): The only way to buff your AC, plus it pairs well with Mirage.

Ethereal Shroud (7 Psi Points): I could never get this ability to work properly for me.

Telepathic Subjugation: 5/5

Psychic Focus: This alone makes the Discipline worth taking (damn near a must take).

Broken Will (2 Psi Points): Concentration free CC, but there are better things to use your action + Psi Points on.

Psionic Grip (3 Psi Points): Once again, there are better things to spend your action on.enemy.

Psychic Grasp (6 Psi Points): Useful if there is one big monster that is very threatening and a few small mobs you can wipe out next turn.

Psychic Domination (7 Psi Points): Domination abilities are almost never worth it.

Transcendent Form: 5/5

Psychic Focus: Useless since this subclass is almost exclusively a spellcaster.

Transcendence (2 Psi Points): A strong ability, but the drawback just isn't worth it.

Psychic Brand (6 Psi Points): Insanely good ability that just lets you not have any bad stats.

Spectral Arms (7 Psi Points): Even when casted on yourself, it still gives you a solid bonus action if you have nothing else to use.

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3

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