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[thedensworld]

To The Rescue | Jeon Wonwoo

Pairing: Detective!Wonwoo x Detective!Reader (mentioning Detective!Seungkwan, Hansol, Jeonghan and Prosecutor!Mingyu)

Genre: Mystery, Angst, Romance, Slow-burn

Summary: Eight years had passed since you and Wonwoo last worked together, but fate had other plans. The case you thought was behind you resurfaced, pulling you back into the world you thought you'd left behind.

Author note: i apologize for the mistype or misinformation. This had written before Jeonghan's fic and writing this takes a lot of time and thinking. I warn you that this story mostly focusing on the plot and revealing a dark-side of life. Hope it could be a reflection for all of us🌼

There are two compelling reasons driving your determination to work diligently on this case:

1. You know yourself to be a proficient profiler

2 You want to show them, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that you are indeed a remarkable profiler.

However, a sudden shift in the dynamics of your team has sent ripples of unease through your professional composure. The arrival of Jeon Wonwoo as your new team leader is the source of this disquiet. His name precedes him—a legendary figure known for solving the elusive cold case of Kim Minjeong, a woman who had vanished for a decade, an enigma that had solved five years ago.

As he introduces himself to the team this morning, there's a sense of awe among your colleagues. They welcome him with open arms, but in your heart, a different sentiment brews. A gnawing suspicion lingers. You can't help but wonder if, in the past, you were the one individual he had clashed with in this very room. The room that had seen its share of victories and losses, now witnesses a new, tense undercurrent that could shape the course of this intriguing case.

Captain Jeon's arrival had added another layer of complexity to the already intense situation within the team. As if by fate, news had just arrived that Park Jiheon, a fugitive your team had been relentlessly pursuing, had been located. The entire unit buzzed with a heightened sense of urgency, each member pulled in various directions by the demanding workload.

Your personal drive to prove your worth and expertise intensified. It wasn't just about showcasing your capabilities to your colleagues; it was about silencing the senior detective who had once doubted your potential. His words had cut deep, lingering as a painful reminder of your earlier struggles.

As you were on the verge of boarding another van with your colleagues, Captain Jeon's voice sliced through the commotion, calling your name. His directive was clear, "y/n, you're coming with me." With hesitation, you halted your steps, swiftly switching gears from the bustling chaos to a mindset of unwavering professionalism.

As you settled into the car seat beside Captain Jeon, the engine roared to life, and the pursuit of answers in the Park Jiheon case began in earnest. His first words cut through the tension, "Tell me more about this case."

You wasted no time in briefing him on the crucial details. "Park Jiheon's status has shifted to that of a prime suspect after we discovered his DNA on the victim. He is now implicated in the murder of a woman, a brutal crime involving a knife, and her body found discarded in a lake. What raises suspicion further is the discovery of an unusual message exchange between the victim and someone who may not be Park Jiheon. This suggests the possibility of not a lone perpetrator, but someone else operating in the shadows."

Captain Jeon, his eyes focused on the road ahead, absorbed your explanation. His next question delved into the heart of the matter, "What is his relation to the victim?"

Your response was swift and conclusive, "Zero communication between them before the incident, sir."

A subtle nod from Captain Jeon signaled his understanding of the significance of this detail. "There's definitely someone behind it," he affirmed, echoing your own suspicions. As the pursuit of Park Jiheon and the elusive truth continued down the winding road, the mysteries surrounding the case deepened, and the urgency to unravel them grew stronger.

Captain Jeon's reminder brought a nostalgic twist to the current situation. "And don't call me sir, we used to be partners before," he cautioned, his smile reminiscent of shared memories. It was evident that he chose to remember the camaraderie and successes of the past, a sentiment that earned a mental chuckle from you, he definitely only remember the good one since you were mostly experienced the bad one.

"Understood, sunbae," you responded, reverting to the familiar address you had used when you were a team.

The operation to apprehend Park Jiheon was in full swing as your team arrived at the location, spreading out to cover all possible escape routes. You found yourself paired with Jeon Wonwoo and the rookie, Hyunjin, who had only joined the team a few months ago. The hunt for the suspect began in earnest.

"I haven't seen him, so I trust this to you," Wonwoo stated, placing his confidence in your profiling skills. Hyunjin, eager to assist, provided a description, "He wears a black shirt, sir," but both you and Wonwoo simultaneously dismissed it with a knowing glance, "it could be removed."

You turned to Jeon Wonwoo, sharing the specific identifiers that would make Park Jiheon stand out. "He has darkened bruises on his neck, and he's limping when he walks."

Wonwoo's smile was fleeting as his eyes remained fixed on the task at hand. "There he is," he declared, spotting a man fitting the description, wearing a black shirt and exhibiting the telltale signs of injury, making his way toward a nearby bus station.

"Hyunjin, inform his location to the others. Y/n, you come with me," Wonwoo instructed, and you nodded in acknowledgment as you both moved toward the suspect with cautious intent.

However, the operation took an unexpected turn. The wail of sirens suddenly pierced the air, startling both you and Wonwoo, and, of course, Park Jiheon. In a panicked moment, he seized an opportunity, darting towards a passing delivery motorcycle, snatching it, and speeding away.

You and Wonwoo immediately gave chase on foot, the adrenaline surging through your veins. You covered miles, running tirelessly, yet ultimately losing sight of Park Jiheon in the chaos of the chase. Exhausted and disheartened, you finally came to a halt, gasping for breath, with little hope of Hyunjin or anyone else catching up.

Turning your gaze to Jeon Wonwoo, you couldn't help but notice the frustration etched on his face. He had lost his quarry, but it wasn't just that; there was also an unmistakable irritation stemming from the less-than-ideal coordination of the team he had only joined earlier that morning. The mission had taken an unexpected turn, leaving you both grappling with the consequences of a missed opportunity.

*

The abrupt sound of a marker hitting the desk jolted everyone in the room. It was the first day of work with Captain Jeon Wonwoo at the helm, and the atmosphere had taken a sharp turn. The tension in the room was palpable, and humor was the last thing on anyone's mind.

In response to the unexpected outburst, you and your team members swiftly lined up in front of him, heads bowed, hands folded, a show of respect and readiness to address the situation. While you were not the oldest on the team, you and Detective Seo Taekwang, in his late 40s, were the experienced ones responsible for guiding the three others: Hansol, Seungkwan, and the rookie, Hyunjin.

Captain Jeon's frustration was evident as he vented his disappointment. "This is too much. Like missing the train that had been waiting in front of you. Do you guys even know the basics of pursuing?" he began, his words a mix of exasperation and concern. He turned to Detective Seo, who had 15 years of experience under his belt, and then to you, with a decade of service. "Detective Seo, it's been 15 years! Detective Ji, you've been at this for 10 years! Have you ever taught these three to catch up, to take the initiative, to head to the car and..."

His sentence trailed off, frustration evident in the way he ran a hand through his hair, clearly struggling to find words to convey his disappointment. The weight of the moment hung heavily in the room, a stark reminder that there was much work to be done to bring the team up to the standards expected by their new leader.

While waiting for the next report, Captain Jeon Wonwoo made his directives clear. "I want you to learn again about basic pursuing. Detective Ji, monitor them. Detective Seo, you can follow me."

As Captain Jeon and Detective Seo left the room, leaving you in charge of the team, the tension began to dissipate. You could hear Seungkwan's apprehensive remark about their new team leader being scary, while Hansol remained silent, engrossed in his notes. Hyunjin, on the other hand, appeared to have melted into his chair, overwhelmed by the morning's events.

Seungkwan's comment prompted you to take charge. "Captain Jeon is so scary," he mused, voicing the unease shared by many in the room. You hummed in agreement and swiftly gathered the team's attention. "So am I. Let's relearn pursuit procedures and evaluate what just happened," you suggested, met with mild protests.

Hansol, however, had a question on his mind and raised his hand, seeking clarification. "Can I ask a question?" he inquired, and you nodded, signaling for him to continue. "When there's no instruction by the leader, should we continue pursuing?" he queried.

You provided a nuanced response, "Yes and no, it depends on the situation. There are situations where acting immediately could heighten the risk. As police officers, our aim is to provide solutions that minimize risk. What was your last lesson on pursuit procedures in enforcement school?" you quizzed all three of them.

In unison, they replied, "Terminating."

You delved deeper, "What do you do before you terminate a pursuit?"

Their answers flowed seamlessly, "Crisis intervention, assessment, and de-escalation."

Your smile conveyed approval as Hansol provided the correct response. "That's right," you affirmed. "Minimizing potential danger is crucial in our line of work. We must always weigh the risks and benefits when deciding whether to continue or terminate a pursuit."

It was evident that the team had a solid understanding of the basic principles, and your aim was not just to instruct but to reinforce their knowledge and decision-making skills. As you sensed their confidence growing, you decided to lighten the mood.

"I think you all have a good grasp of this," you said with a grin. "Let's put the theory into practice after our coffee break. But for now, let's enjoy that coffee and recharge." The offer of a coffee break was met with smiles and nods, a welcome respite from the intense morning.

*

'This is what would happened if you keep doing everything on your own!'

'With that head of yours, how could you be a good detective on the future?'

"That was a bit harsh, wasn't it?" A sudden voice disrupted your daydream. It was Yoon Jeonghan, a friend turned colleague from your academic days. His smile softened the tension that had settled in your shoulders. You sighed, knowing he had overheard Captain Wonwoo's reprimand.

"And loud too, right?" You quipped, rolling your eyes as Jeonghan burst into laughter.

"I was a bit worried about Seungkwan; he's the child of Chief Boo, after all," Jeonghan commented, his concern evident. You sighed again, dreading the moment when Captain Jeon would find out about this fact. "Can't wait until he hears about it," you responded sarcastically, feigning enthusiasm.

"Glad they have great seniors like you and Detective Seo," Jeonghan praised, and you graciously accepted the compliment. Memories of the old days filled your thoughts. "You know how hard it was for us, and we used to miss having a nice senior," you reminisced, a longing for a mentor figure evident in your voice.

Jeonghan nodded, understanding your concerns. "We're getting older, and they're the people we'll rely on in the future, right? Investing your time to give them the best guidance is what everyone needs in the team."

You released your third sigh, a mixture of frustration and exhaustion. "Want to switch and become our leader instead?" You asked him, adding a touch of humor to the conversation.

As you continued to chat with Jeonghan, you couldn't help but appreciate the support and camaraderie you had in the police department. In this demanding profession, having friends like Jeonghan who understood the challenges was a true blessing.

A sudden, ring interrupted your conversation with Jeonghan. You glanced at your phone, recognizing the caller as Hyunjin. You swiftly answered, only to be met with urgent words.

"Park Jiheon is on his way to the ferry. He's about to run away," Hyunjin urgently informed you.

Your heart raced as you realized the gravity of the situation. You knew you had to act swiftly. "I need to go," you said to Jeonghan, abandoning your half-empty cup of coffee and tossing it into the nearby bin.

Without hesitation, Jeonghan offered his assistance. "I'll drive you. My car is right there," he said, grabbing your arm and guiding you toward his waiting vehicle.

You both sprinted to his car, the adrenaline coursing through your veins as you realized the urgency of the situation. Jeonghan's car roared to life, and you sped off toward the location given by the dispatcher. The tension in the car was palpable, and Jeonghan glanced at you, concern etched across his face.

"Do you need assistance from my team?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.

You hesitated for a moment, contemplating the offer. The image of Captain Jeon's stern face flashed before your eyes, and you realized that accepting without his consent could have dire consequences. "Thank you, Jeonghan, but I'll handle this on my own for now," you replied, your voice resolute, though a trace of worry lingered.

As you arrived at the location with your younger team members, you quickly assessed the situation. Captain Jeon and Detective Seo were chasing Park Jiheon, who was on the run. You signaled to your team members to pursue them while you and Jeonghan took a different route.

Your heart pounded as you sprinted through the labyrinthine streets, determined to catch Park Jiheon. Finally, you spotted him ahead and made a split-second decision. You lunged forward, delivering a powerful flying kick that sent Park Jiheon sprawling to the ground.

With Park Jiheon incapacitated, you moved in to handcuff him. But before you could complete the arrest, chaos erupted. Out of nowhere, a group of 15 to 20 people swarmed your location, and in their midst was Seungkwan, held at gunpoint with a weapon pressed against his temple.

Panic surged through you, but you maintained your composure. You signaled to Jeonghan to call for backup from the station. As you surveyed the situation, you noticed something peculiar about these individuals. They didn't appear to be Park Jiheon's associates. Their attire was rugged, and their physical appearance suggested they were not accustomed to this kind of operation.

Captain Wonwoo took advantage of the moment, taunting Park Jiheon. However, the response from the group was lackluster and unconvincing. Your profiler's intuition kicked in, and you leaned toward the possibility that they were hired to intimidate the police rather than being genuinely affiliated with Park Jiheon.

Your attention then shifted to Seungkwan, who was struggling against his captor. He subtly shook his head, signaling that the situation wasn't what it seemed. You studied the way the man held the gun, realizing he appeared inexperienced, possibly handling a firearm for the first time or even using a fake one.

You exchanged a knowing glance with Seungkwan and gave him a subtle nod. In a sudden and decisive move, Seungkwan expertly flipped his captor, setting off a chain reaction as the rest of your team members sprang into action.

It was clear that Seungkwan's judo skills had shifted the tide in your favor. The brawl that ensued was intense, but with teamwork and skill, your team managed to overpower the intruders, disarming them and securing the situation.

*

"From their alibi, we've learned that they were instructed by phone to assist Park Jiheon in escaping. There's a possibility that Park Jiheon is in possession of something significant, which is why they're helping him. It would have been more logical for them to allow him to be captured without directly involving themselves, but that's not the case," Captain Jeon briefed all the team members, addressing the perplexing situation.

"We should listen to Park Jiheon's alibi and try to determine who he's working for," Detective Seo suggested.

Captain Jeon concurred with a solemn nod. "Hansol, search for any unusual transactions in his bank account. Hyunjin, analyze his phone and report anything that could support our case. Detective Seo, can you and Seungkwan investigate his alibi by tonight?" The rest of the team acknowledged their assignments with swift nods of understanding.

Finally, Captain Jeon's gaze shifted to you, his expression unwavering. "Detective Ji, you'll come with me."

Captain Jeon drove you to the scene where the victim had been discovered, a tranquil lake nestled near a manufacturing village. The waters mirrored the somber atmosphere that had descended upon your team as you delved deeper into this enigmatic case.

As you gazed out at the serene landscape, Captain Jeon suddenly broke the silence with a probing question. "Have you checked Park Jiheon's background, Y/n?" His eyes flickered with a mix of determination and curiosity.

You nodded, recalling the details you had unearthed. "He used to be a murder suspect in the case of his own wife. However, we couldn't gather enough evidence, and it remained a cold case," you recounted, the memories of that unsolved mystery resurfacing.

Captain Jeon's expression remained stern as he continued to enlighten you. "He also had a significant amount of debt due to gambling. It's plausible that he was promised a huge mount of money to handle this murder," he added, providing crucial insight into Park Jiheon's motivations.

The puzzle deepened with the revelation that Park Jiheon had resurfaced as a suspect in a different murder, using a completely distinct modus operandi. It was a risky move for someone who wanted to evade capture, signaling a complexity to this case that you couldn't ignore.

"We need to uncover the truth behind his wife's case first," you asserted, your voice resolute. Captain Jeon nodded in agreement. "By doing that, we might gain a clearer perspective on whether someone else is orchestrating these crimes."

After hours of intense interrogation, you and your team finally obtained the crucial information you needed to confirm the unthinkable. Park Jiheon, the man who had initially been a mere suspect, was indeed the murderer of the victim found in the tranquil lake. The weight of this revelation hung heavy in the room, casting a chilling silence over the investigators.

Park Jiheon's demeanor during the questioning had been unnerving, to say the least. He remained stoically silent when confronted with the damning message found on his phone, a message that connected him to unknown individuals and hinted at a web of intrigue and danger. He seemed resolute, unwilling to divulge any information about the people he had been working for or the sinister motives behind this gruesome act.

As the pieces of the puzzle fell into place, Park Jiheon's status transitioned from that of a mere suspect to a perpetrator. But amidst this grim revelation, your team decided to delve even deeper into the darkness surrounding Park Jiheon. A collective decision was made to reopen the long-forgotten cold case of Park Jiheon's wife, whose mysterious disappearance had remained unsolved for far too long. With determination burning in your eyes, you prepared to submit a letter of request, seeking permission to pursue this case further.

In the dimly lit room, the conversation took a tense turn. It was just the two of you now, the late-night shift casting long shadows across the cluttered desks. Hansol had left to grab a late-night snack, leaving you and Jeon Wonwoo alone in the midst of your work.

Wonwoo's unexpected question about your father caught you off guard, causing you to stop piling the papers in front of you. You turned to face him, your expression guarded as you replied, "I don't discuss personal matters at work, sunbae," and then resumed your tasks, a clear indication that the topic was off-limits.

But Jeon Wonwoo persisted, his words needling at your patience. "I'm sorry, the last thing I remember about you is how your father kept meddling in our cases," he remarked, his tone deliberate, seemingly designed to provoke a reaction.

You tried to maintain your composure, offering a strained smile. Your folded arms betrayed the annoyance simmering beneath the surface as you replied, "I'm not sure what you're getting at, Captain Jeon."

Wonwoo's gaze remained fixed on you as he continued, "Didn't you secure your position because of him?" His eyes drifted to your rank insignia, displaying your status as a Detective 3.

Your response was curt, laced with a hint of defensiveness, "That's a bold accusation to make without any proof, coming from a fellow police officer."

Jeon Wonwoo's smile widened at your reaction, a wry glint in his eyes. "Your father may not be a commissioner anymore, Y/n," he remarked, his tone calm and measured, "but perhaps it's time for you to learn to push your arrogance aside."

The unspoken tension lingered in the room, an invisible barrier dividing the two of you. The room seemed to grow even smaller, suffused with an uncomfortable energy that crackled between you and Jeon Wonwoo. Memories of the past weighed heavily in the air. There was a time when the two of you had been on the same team, working closely together when your father held a powerful position as a commissioner. Back then, it had been a different dynamic, one filled with camaraderie and shared goals. But now, the dynamics had shifted, and the connection you once had seemed to have fractured. Wonwoo's rise through the ranks had come without the same influential backing that had been bestowed upon you, and it was clear that it had left a bitter taste.

"Sunbae, i can't find your hotteok at this hour."

Eventually, Hansol returned with a selection of snacks, not hotteok, but an assortment of tteokbokki and others. The three of you gathered around a small table in the corner of the room, creating a makeshift late-night snack feast. As you opened the bags and unwrapped the sweets, a sense of camaraderie began to replace the earlier tension.

Hansol broke the ice with a wry grin. "Well, it seems hotteok will have to wait until tomorrow, unless one of you wants to go on a culinary adventure across town."

You chuckled, grabbing a handful of honey butter chip. "Maybe next time, Hansol."

Jeon Wonwoo joined in, taking a candy bar. "So, Y/n, you mentioned something about a similar case to Park Jiheon's earlier."

You nodded, your professional instincts kicking in. "Yes, it was just a hunch, but there have been a few cases lately with peculiar patterns. Unsolved murders where the victims seemed connected to some shadowy underworld. It reminded me of Park Jiheon's situation."

Hansol leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. "Do you think there might be a bigger organization involved?"

You shrugged, sipping on a can of soda. "It's hard to say, but it's worth looking into. If there's any chance of finding a lead in those cases, we should pursue it."

Jeon Wonwoo nodded in agreement. "Agreed. We can start by gathering all available information on those cases and see if any common threads emerge."

As you meticulously analyzed the cases with the help of Hansol and the gathered information from the other detectives, a pattern began to emerge, one that sent shivers down your spine. It became evident that the perpetrators in these unsolved cases had a disturbing modus operandi—they all disposed of their victims by throwing them into bodies of water, whether it be a lake, river, or a well.

With the pieces of the puzzle finally coming together, you gathered your findings and presented them to the team. "I've compiled the profiles of the victims, their sequence, and the techniques used," you began, your voice carrying a sense of urgency. "And here's something intriguing. The common thread we've been missing is the connection between the victims and the perpetrators."

Wonwoo leaned in, his eyes fixed on the information you had laid out. "So, what did you find?"

You pointed to a name on the list. "Jang Junghyuk, a producer of JJ Label. All of the victims had a shared history—they were once trainees under this man, including Park Jiheon's victim, Kang Hye-jin."

As you and Hansol delved further into the details of the interconnected cases, you couldn't help but notice the distracted look in Jeon Wonwoo's eyes. It was as if something from the past had momentarily pulled him away from the present investigation.

You followed his gaze to a photo on the table, one of the victims from a case that had been solved a decade ago. The weight of that past experience seemed to resurface, causing him to shake his head in an attempt to regain his focus. His mind appeared to be grappling with a multitude of emotions and memories.

Respecting his need to collect himself, you continued to explain the intricate connections between the cases, hoping that the newly uncovered lead would provide a breakthrough in solving these mysteries. The room remained silent, save for the sound of your voice and the rustling of papers, as you pressed forward, determined to uncover the truth that had eluded you for far too long.

Jeon Wonwoo, despite his momentary distraction, remained an integral part of the team. You knew that he, too, was committed to resolving these cases, even as the past continued to cast its long shadow over your shared journey into the darkness of these interconnected mysteries.

CASE 140220U3075

Name of Victim: Jeon Wonhee

Sex: Female

Age: 24th

Cause of Death: Knife stabbing (3 stabs founded)

Location of Found: South Edge of Han River

*

Jeon Wonwoo's illustrious career as a detective had spanned an impressive 16 years. Throughout this time, he had weathered the storms of countless cases, each with its own unique challenges and intricacies. Victories had been sweet, but losses had weighed heavily on his conscience. Yet, through it all, his unwavering dedication to his work remained a steadfast pillar in his life. Over the years, Wonwoo had delved into the darkest corners of humanity, peeling back layers of deception, uncovering secrets, and delivering justice to those who deserved it. He had earned a well-deserved reputation as a relentless and principled investigator, a badge of honor he wore with humility. However, a tragic turn of events shook the very foundation of his life. Something terrible had happened to his family, specifically to his younger sister.

It was a case that hit too close to home, and Wonwoo was determined to uncover the truth behind the tragedy. His beloved sister had fallen victim to a crime that remained unsolved, haunting him like a persistent ghost. Every lead he had chased, every dead end he had hit, it all led to an agonizing dead halt. Wonwoo's pursuit of justice now took a deeply personal turn as he yearned to find the answers that had eluded him for too long.

Just as he was on the cusp of a breakthrough in his sister's case, a new commissioner took office, bringing with him a tide of changes. Wonwoo's hopes for progress were abruptly dashed as the new commissioner seemed more interested in reshaping the department and prioritizing high-profile cases.

To further compound his frustration, you were placed on his team, a move that had been orchestrated by your influential father. Your reckless actions in the past had caused his team to fail in securing critical evidence, forcing a case to come to an abrupt halt. The wounds from that failure still festered within him, and your presence served as a constant reminder of the past misstep.

Despite the strained dynamic between you and Wonwoo, the team needed to function cohesively, especially as you were all now facing an intricate and interconnected series of cases. The past weighed heavily on his shoulders, and the determination to find justice for his sister fueled his every move.

"You good, bro?" Kim Mingyu, Wonwoo's best friend since their days at the enforcement school, had an uncanny knack for disrupting his moments of solitude. A cold soda can made a sudden appearance, gently tapping against Wonwoo's cheek as Mingyu couldn't resist interrupting his quality "me time."

Wonwoo accepted the offering, his curiosity piqued. "What are you doing here?" he asked, standing in the bustling center of the police station.

Mingyu settled beside him, still in his prosecutor's suit. "Just met Detective Ji," he replied casually, "and she asked me to get involved in your case."

Wonwoo's brows furrowed at the mention of Ji Y/n. "Ji Y/n?" He repeated, disbelief evident in his voice.

"Hm.. Your team mate. Can't believe you guys will meet again after... What? 7 years? Fate," Mingyu added with a teasing tone, a chuckle escaping his lips as he reminisced about the considerable amount of tension that once existed between Wonwoo and you. The memories of your past interactions seemed to resurface, casting a shadow over the present moment. Wonwoo couldn't help but recall the moments when he and you had crossed paths, and his less-than-friendly demeanor had made a lasting impression. Now, fate had brought you back into his life, and he couldn't help but wonder how this unexpected reunion would impact the ongoing investigations and the unresolved tensions between you both.

Mingyu's advice hung heavy in the air as he mentioned the connection between Wonhee's case and the ongoing investigation. The weight of the unsolved mystery surrounding his sister had always loomed over Wonwoo's life, and now, it seemed to be intertwined with these new complexities.

"I read the report. I saw Wonhee's case is potentially related to this case," Mingyu remarked, his voice carrying a mix of concern and caution. "I don't want to say this, but I hope you don't let your emotions get the best of you."

Wonwoo let out a weary sigh, his conflicted feelings evident in the furrow of his brow. He knew he had to maintain control over his emotions, but it wasn't as simple as flicking a switch. The anguish and determination that came with his sister's case were a part of him, deeply ingrained and impossible to ignore.

The memories of how his emotions had cost him dearly in the past haunted Wonwoo. He had seen firsthand the devastating consequences of letting his feelings take control. Each time it had happened, the toll had been immeasurable.

The loss of crucial evidence in Wonhee's case was a wound that still festered. His unchecked emotions had clouded his judgment, causing him to overlook a vital piece of information that might have brought him closer to the truth.

A failed relationship, too, had crumbled under the weight of his obsession with a case. He had become so engrossed in his work that he had neglected the person who cared about him the most, ultimately driving her away.

And then there was the painful memory of a junior colleague who had paid the price for Wonwoo's oversensitivity. In the relentless pursuit of justice, Wonwoo had pushed his junior too hard, leading to their tragic exit from the team.

As he faced yet another complex case, Wonwoo was acutely aware of the delicate balance he had to strike between his unwavering dedication to his work and the emotions that could, if left unchecked, unravel everything he held dear. The scars from his past mistakes served as a constant reminder of the high stakes and the unforgiving nature of the world he operated in.

"I might like you," he remembers finally admitted to you, his voice carrying a mixture of vulnerability and longing. Two years of mentoring you, observing your determination and charm, had led him to develop deep feelings. It was a rare and treacherous journey for him, his heart having been closed off for so long, and you represented a profound shift in his life.

However, their professional lives demanded immediate attention as news of the suspect's location spread. The team was thrust into a frenzy of activity, each member focused on pursuing the elusive Yoo Taesung, a critical figure in Jeon Wonhee's tragic murder.

As the case unfolded, a recklessness that had caused trouble in the past resurfaced. The DNA test results for the knife, a pivotal piece of evidence, went missing, leaving the team in disarray. Accusations flew, and the responsibility ultimately fell on you, as you had been the one to handle the test results.

"I swear it was him. I read it," you insisted, a note of desperation in your voice, believing that you had indeed read the results before they mysteriously vanished.

Wonwoo's patience wore thin, and he demanded answers. "Then where's the real one?"

"I don't know," was your painful admission.

The room fell into a stifling silence, and it was clear that the tension had reached its breaking point. Choi Seungcheol, their team leader, attempted to defuse the situation, but the damage was already done.

"This is what would happen if you keep doing everything on your own!" Wonwoo's accusation had cut deep, his frustration evident as he chastised your recklessness. It was a reminder of the times when your determination had veered into stubbornness, endangering not only the cases but also the trust of your colleagues.

"With that head of yours, how could you be a good detective in the future?" His words had left a bitter taste, a searing challenge to your abilities and a stark reminder of the expectations that weighed heavily upon you.

As the silence settled in the room, the gravity of the situation weighed on everyone. The echoes of Wonwoo's anger served as a stark reminder of the fragile line between personal emotions and the relentless pursuit of justice, leaving you to contemplate the impact of your actions on both your career and the relationships you held dear.

"Just because your father is a Commissioner," Wonwoo's voice trembled with frustration, "doesn't mean you can do everything as you wish. Everyone is working hard, and you—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Wonwoo abruptly turned and stormed out of the room. The door slammed shut with a resounding finality, leaving behind a team stunned into silence. The weight of the unresolved confrontation hung in the air, a stark reminder of the tension that had been building for too long. The team members exchanged uneasy glances, grappling with the aftermath of the emotional exchange. The impact of Wonwoo's harsh words and the abrupt departure left a lingering unease that seemed to settle like a heavy fog in the room.

The deafening silence that followed Wonwoo's departure marked the end of an era, the culmination of a turbulent journey that had been punctuated by a series of professional and personal conflicts. It was a stark reminder of how their last conversation had severed the fragile thread that had once connected you both as colleagues. In the weeks that followed, you were reassigned to your current team, leaving behind Wonwoo and team, deepening to wound on Wonwoo's heart. Meanwhile, Wonwoo's determination to find answers for his sister's case had not wavered. He personally requested further investigation, fueled by his unwavering commitment to uncovering the truth. However, his efforts faced a daunting obstacle in the form of Jung Minhyuk, the Chief Inspector. Minhyuk rejected Wonwoo's request, delivering the devastating news that Commissioner Ji had explicitly requested that the case not be continued. The reasoning was that pursuing the case further could tarnish the reputation of the police force if the public were to learn of the details. This rejection served as a bitter blow to Wonwoo, and it felt as though justice had been sacrificed for the sake of public image. The frustration and helplessness he felt were profound, and it became increasingly clear that the path to closure for his sister's case was fraught with obstacles and resistance from those in positions of power.

A month of tireless dedication and unwavering commitment under Wonwoo's steadfast direction has yielded remarkable results for your team. You've risen through the ranks, progressing from the lowly 10th position in the Criminal and Violence Division to a commendable 6th place.

The transformation is a testament to the collective effort and resilience of your team, as you relentlessly pursue justice, unravel complex cases, and maintain an unyielding commitment to your work. Wonwoo's leadership has played a pivotal role in your ascent, guiding your team through challenges and inspiring your team to excel.

The anticipation in the air was palpable as the team dinner that Wonwoo had promised to everyone days ago finally approached. In the midst of their busy lives, these moments of camaraderie were cherished, offering a respite from the relentless demands of their work.

As time flew by, a somber cloud hung over the team as they grappled with the shocking news of Park Jiheon's sentencing to 30 years in prison. The evidence had revealed his involvement in the murder not only of Kang Hyejin but also of his own wife years ago.

Their resilient team leader, Jeon Wonwoo, remained resolute in his determination to guide Unit 8th toward leading the Criminal and Violence Divisions in the future. With unwavering support from his team members, they had earned the trust of the Chief Inspector, resulting in an influx of challenging cases. However, one mystery still eluded them: the connection between Kang Hyejin and other victims linked to JJ Label. Jang Junghyuk, the enigmatic producer of the label, found himself under the team's scrutiny, but his alibi remained airtight, frustrating their efforts.

"Cheers!" echoed throughout the bustling samgyeopsal restaurant, as the members of your group raised their glasses in unison. The warm glow of camaraderie filled the air as you all sat together, indulging in delicious food and drink. The hours passed by in a blur of laughter and stories.

In this lively setting, your attention was drawn to Wonwoo, who sat directly in front of you. With a bottle of soju in hand, he took charge of pouring his own drink, while a mischievous smile danced on his lips. You couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie and gratitude as you reached for the bottle and poured a generous serving into his glass. He met your gaze with a look of appreciation, a silent acknowledgment of your gesture, before savoring the drink.

Suddenly, a vivid memory from the past rushed into your consciousness. It was a memory of you and Wonwoo during your early days, back when he had been your mentor. He had been a strict senior, pushing you to excel, but he never failed to show appreciation whenever you achieved something remarkable. Your mind wandered back to your very first team dinner, held in this very same restaurant. You had been celebrating the successful resolution of a case involving the dismantling of a human trafficking ring, masterminded by Yang Saeguk after he had finally found his purpose in life, a life sentence.

The striking difference was that, during that memorable dinner, Wonwoo had sat right beside you. He had been your shield, protecting you from the senior members who had attempted to get you intoxicated that evening. It was a gesture that had spoken volumes about the bond between you and the unspoken trust that had grown over the months.

As the conversation inside the restaurant continued, Lieutenant Choi, the team leader, held everyone's attention. It was in this moment that Wonwoo leaned in and whispered softly to you, suggesting a break to enjoy some fresh air.

"You want to go outside?" He asked.

You both slipped out of the bustling restaurant and embarked on a quiet walk nearby.

Under the serene night sky, Wonwoo began to ask you about your personal life, and during the course of the conversation, a revelation slipped out: you were the daughter of Ji Namhyuk, the Commissioner of the department. You tried to convey that you had earned your position through your own hard work, but you couldn't deny the fact that your father's influence might have played a role.

Wonwoo, opening up in return, shared that he had a sister your age. He admitted that every time he looked at you, you reminded him of his sister, which had made it easy for him to form a close bond with you.

He continued, his voice laced with sincerity, "But you have your own charms. You're a quick thinker, a great negotiator, and a potential profiler." His words held a warmth that reassured you, giving you a renewed sense of confidence.

"You want to go outside?" A very same question was asked again. But now in present.

Taking a deep breath, you tried to push aside the overwhelming emotions stirred by this conversation. Wonwoo had once been a respected sunbae (senior) and had managed to break down the walls of reserve you had initially held. As you walked together under the night sky, you couldn't help but appreciate the unique connection that had grown between you two, and it was all gone years ago.

As you and Wonwoo stepped outside the restaurant for that impromptu walk, a mixture of emotions swirled within you. It had been a long time since you had seen each other, and now, fate had brought you back together on the same team. The bond you once shared as mentor and mentee had the potential to grow stronger in this new chapter of your professional lives.

Amidst the soft glow of streetlights, Wonwoo couldn't help but let his curiosity get the best of him. He smiled warmly at you and asked a familiar question, one that he had often posed when you were just a rookie. "How's your progress, Y/n?" His tone held a sense of genuine interest and encouragement.

You couldn't help but smile in response, feeling the familiarity of the moment wash over you. "I've been learning a lot and working hard. Thanks to your guidance back in the past, Sunbae." you replied, your voice reflecting the dedication that had brought you to this point and genuine grateful to him.

Wonwoo's curiosity extended to the rest of the team. "What do you think about Detective Seo?" he inquired, referring to one of your senior colleagues. You thought for a moment and answered, "Detective Seo is a very reliable senior. His experience and knowledge have been invaluable in guiding me."

He then asked about Hansol, another member of the team. "And Hansol?" You considered Hansol's personality and replied, "Hansol is on the calmer side, but he's an astute observer. I think he has the potential to become a great profiler someday."

Next on Wonwoo's list was Seungkwan. "How about Seungkwan?" You chuckled and said, "Seungkwan is a very hardworking junior. He's also quite athletic, which makes him great company when we're out in the field."

Finally, Wonwoo turned his attention to Hyunjin, the rookie of the team. "And what's your take on Hyunjin?"

You grinned playfully, "Well, Hyunjin still has a lot to learn, but he's got a great sense of humor. I think he'll bring some much-needed laughter to the team."

Wonwoo's smile grew warmer as he listened to your answers, his pride evident in his eyes. "You're growing up a lot, Y/n. As a person and as a police officer, and I'm so proud of it."

He then pointed out something that held significant meaning in the world of law enforcement. "I had been mentoring you for two years. Look at you now; you've earned your second stripe," he remarked, referring to the symbol of your ten-year service.

You stopped in your tracks, allowing a few steps of space to form between you and Wonwoo before speaking your mind. "I'm not the same girl from eight years ago, sunbae. These kinds of words won't affect me anymore," you confidently declared, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

Wonwoo chuckled softly at your boldness, and he turned his body to continue the walk, leaving you there, flushed with a mix of shyness and nostalgia. "I know," he said over his shoulder, his voice carrying a touch of fondness. "That's why I've always liked you." His words lingered in the air, and you found yourself unable to contain your smile. In this cold night, there's a warmth that you couldn't quite put into words.

*

In the days following the team dinner, your investigative unit had set its sights on a mysterious building that had drawn attention due to reports of illicit activities. The intel suggested it was a possible hub for prostitution, but the details remained murky. A local resident had come forward, claiming to have witnessed women being forcibly taken into the building from cars, sparking your team's interest.

Seungkwan and Hansol had taken on the daring task of going undercover, posing as customers to gather crucial information from within the establishment. As they emerged from the building, their expressions were visibly perturbed, but their fellow team members couldn't help but chuckle at their less-than-convincing acting efforts.

Amid the laughter, Hansol broke the silence with a disconcerting revelation. "I don't think they're just running your typical prostitution business in there," he confessed, his tone weighed down with concern. "It seems like they're offering something more, Sunbae. Have you ever heard of 'superior IVF'?"

The mention of those words sent a chill down your spine, and you couldn't help but whisper in disbelief, "No way..." The gravity of the situation had suddenly escalated beyond what anyone had expected. This was far from a straightforward investigation.

Eager to delve deeper into this enigma, you turned your attention to Seungkwan, who handed you a business card that read "JCare." It was a pivotal lead, and your investigative instincts kicked into high gear. Determined to uncover the truth, you swiftly instructed Hyunjin to initiate a thorough background check on JCare and its key personnel.

"Is IVF means egg donor?" Wonwoo asked, his brow furrowing with concern, and you nodded in response. "I think they're not only running a prostitution business but also involved in women trafficking," he speculated.

Detective Seo, always composed and analytical, chimed in, "We need to gather more information about this business to build a solid case against them."

As your team continued discussing JCare and the mysterious activities within, a deeper and darker picture began to emerge. JCare, it appeared, was no ordinary business. It was a clandestine operation offering a range of illicit services, including prostitution, the sale of women's eggs, and illegal organ donation.

The troubling part was that information about the sources and suppliers of these services remained elusive. It posed a significant challenge to your investigation, as uncovering the origins and intricacies of JCare's operations was crucial to dismantling the entire network.

"We need to get inside their operation," Detective Seo concluded, his mind working quickly to devise a plan. "How about another undercover operation, a carefully prepared one? We could pose as a couple interested in obtaining 'superior IVF,'" he suggested.

Hyunjin and Seungkwan seemed intrigued by the idea. Seungkwan chimed in, "That way, we can gather more data about their victims. They might even show us profiles of potential egg donors," he said as he scrolled through JCare's website.

The question of who would play the undercover couple's roles hung in the air, and Detective Seo's gaze fell upon you. "No!" you protested, met with objections from Hyunjin, Seungkwan, and Senior Detective Seo Taekwang. "You're the only woman on our team, Detective Ji," Taekwang pointed out.

Hansol raised the question of who would play the husband, and you interjected with a resolute "absolutely not!" when Taekwang named was mentioned. Hyunjin supported your protest, but it led to an unexpected slap from Taekwang after he humorously reasoned that you wouldn't want to marry someone who looked like Detective Seo.

With no other options in sight, all eyes turned to Jeon Wonwoo. He had remained silent, seemingly lost in thought until he suddenly became the center of attention. Clearing his throat, he began, "We can explore alternative plans, perhaps—"

Before he could continue, Hyunjin swiftly suggested, "Captain Jeon could be the husband." The idea hung in the air for a moment, and Wonwoo blinked, clearly taken aback by the unexpected proposal. The room awaited his response, and it seemed that the team was inching closer to a risky, yet potentially crucial, operation.

*

Hyunjin couldn't help but comment on the outward appearance of you and Wonwoo, observing your attire and the aura you both exuded. "You guys do look like a rich couple," he remarked, noticing the branded items and the air of affluence that seemed to surround you. It was an essential element to make the JCare staff believe you could afford their high-end services.

Taekwang added with a mischievous grin, "Let's practice holding hands!" His suggestion was met with a protest from you. "It's not like I've never held a man's hand before," you reasoned, attempting to downplay the situation.

Taekwang chuckled, his laughter echoing in the room. "Really? You've been working so diligently to earn those two stripes and that Detective 3 badge you have. You never seem to have time for dating," he commented, a knowing look in his eyes.

His words struck a chord with you, and you couldn't help but pout, unable to deny the truth in his statement. The path you had chosen had demanded dedication and commitment, leaving little room for personal relationships. Wonwoo, as the reliable partner, gladly reached out and held your hand as you practiced the motions of a seemingly affectionate couple. He looked at you with a hint of amusement and asked, "Am I doing a good job, babe?"

A soft smile tugged at your lips, appreciating his professionalism and adaptability. "You're doing great, honey," you replied, practicing the affectionate nicknames that would help sell your cover as Mr. and Mrs. Kim.

As you and Wonwoo drove to JCare, you continued rehearsing your roles and discussing the details of your mission. Analyzing the services JCare offered, the sources of their operations, their target market, and the individuals who might be behind this dark enterprise became paramount. Hyunjin had planted listening devices on both of you to discreetly record every conversation you would have with Dr. Park Jinah, the person who would assist you once you arrived at JCare.

With each passing moment, the weight of the mission grew, but you and Wonwoo were determined to unravel the secrets behind JCare's operations. Under the guise of Mr. and Mrs. Kim, a prosperous couple seeking superior DNA for their future child, you approached your destination, ready to delve into the heart of the enigma.

Seated in the tastefully decorated room at JCare, you and Wonwoo started your act as Mr. And Mrs. Kim, portraying a wealthy couple with a fervent desire for superior genetic traits in their future child. "We're very interested in ensuring that our child has exceptional DNA," you began, your tone measured and earnest. "Both of us, Mr. Kim and I, are aware that we don't have strong intellectual genes, but we want our child to be intelligent."

Dr. Park, a picture of professionalism, nodded and smiled in response. "Many couples come to JCare with similar aspirations. We specialize in providing top-notch genetic services."

Wonwoo joined the conversation, further solidifying your cover story. "Our friends highly recommended this place. They spoke very highly of your services."

Dr. Park's satisfaction was evident, and she proceeded to share profiles of potential egg donors with you. These women came from diverse backgrounds, ranging from working professionals to college students and even a high schooler. As you perused the profiles, your heart skipped a beat when you encountered a familiar name – Kang Hyejin. She was unmistakably one of the victims in the gruesome murder case involving Park Jiheon.

Despite the shock that coursed through you, you managed to keep your composure and asked to see more details about Kang Hyejin. "Could you provide us with more information about this particular donor, Kang Hyejin?"

Dr. Park's reaction was a brief hesitation, but she eventually complied. "Ah, Kang Hyejin. She's a truly remarkable young woman. She boasts a strong educational background and excellent health."

You exchanged a knowing glance with Wonwoo as you continued to feign interest, all the while trying to suppress the dread that threatened to consume you. "We're very interested in her genetic traits," Wonwoo stated with practiced enthusiasm, hoping that his eagerness wouldn't arouse any suspicion.

However, Dr. Park's response sent a palpable chill down your spine. "I'm afraid Kang Hyejin is currently out of the country, and she won't be available for several weeks."

Your mind raced as you processed this newfound information. Kang Hyejin, the girl who had met such a tragic end, was undeniably connected to JCare. The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on both you and Wonwoo, and in that fleeting moment of silence, you silently acknowledged that this case had taken a much darker and more ominous turn.

The entire 8th unit stood in stunned disbelief as they traced the red line, connecting the dots of a horrifying revelation. A shiver ran down your spine, the chilling truth finally coming to light. The evidence pointed to a sinister connection between the deceased JJ Label trainees and JCare, both ensnared in a web of exploitation and deception.

The breakthrough came through an exhaustive joint investigation with journalist Park Hyebin, who had met Kang Hyejin mere days before her tragic demise in the lake. It unraveled a harrowing tale of coercion and manipulation, revealing how girls from the label were coerced into serving the interests of the Jung Group, a business empire presided over by the affluent and influential Jung Seokpa.

The promises of a debut were nothing more than a cruel facade, a hollow enticement used to ensnare these young women. Instead of stepping into the spotlight, they vanished, conveniently reported as being 'out of the country,' leaving their dreams shattered.

The involvement of Jung Jaehyung, the heir of the Jung legacy, along with his cousins, Jung Junghyuk and Yoo Taesuk, added a grim dimension to the case. The revelation that Park Jiheon, Yang Jerry, and Kim Bomjae were the perpetrators sent shockwaves through the unit.

"We've discovered that Jung Jaehyung had a history of being hospitalized, a near-drowning incident in the water. Subsequently, the family doctor identified sociopathic traits in Jaehyung," you relayed, your voice tinged with a mix of sorrow and apprehension. The depth of the darkness surrounding this case was beyond comprehension. All make sense on why every victim was founded near the bodies of water.

Meanwhile, Jeon Wonwoo, their team leader, abruptly left the room, leaving the rest of the team in a state of confusion as they diligently worked on their reports, seeking pursuit permission. You gave a subtle signal for them to continue while you decided to go after him.

A short walk led you to the station's back yard, where you found Wonwoo seated, his head bowed and shoulders trembling with emotion. You stood a few feet behind him, allowing him his moment of privacy. The distance between you two made it seem as though you were invisible to him. You watched as he released his pent-up feelings, allowing the weight on his shoulders to be carried by the solitude.

Once he composed himself, you approached him silently. His glasses, dropped and forgotten in the turmoil of his emotions, rested on the ground. You gently picked them up, careful not to disrupt his fragile state. As you handed him his glasses, he turned to you, surprise evident in his eyes. He quickly wiped away any lingering tears, attempting to regain his composure.

Wonwoo's gaze held a mix of surprise and gratitude as he took back his glasses. "What brings you here?" he inquired, his voice carrying a note of curiosity.

You remained silent for a moment, simply looking at him, feeling the weight of the moment. Finally, you took a seat beside him, the gravity of the conversation settling between you. "Sunbae," you began, your tone gentle yet serious, "I need to tell you about Jeon Wonhee."

His brow furrowed in slight confusion, clearly not expecting this topic. He listened attentively as you explained that you found out Jeon Wonhee was his sister as you have worked on the case. "Her situation was different," you continued, your voice steady. "She was in a relationship with Yoo Taesuk, but she discovered he was cheating on her. When she confronted him, it escalated, and she was stabbed by Taesuk. That's why she was the only one found with stab wounds, while the others were drowned."

Wonwoo's expression shifted, a mix of relief and sorrow crossing his features. It was a heavy revelation, finally uncovering the truth about his sister's tragic fate. "Thank you for telling me," he said sincerely. "I've been searching for answers for so long."

He sighed, a hint of disappointment tinging his voice. "Losing the evidence against Taesuk all those years ago... it's been a weight on my shoulders. Why did it have to take eight years to finally find the person responsible?"

You could sense the frustration and regret in his words, understanding the long and difficult journey he had been on to seek justice for his sister. As you revealed the truth about the lost evidence from eight years ago, a palpable guilt settled within you. You couldn't shake the weight of being one of the reasons why justice had been delayed for so long. Taking a deep breath, you turned to Wonwoo, your expression filled with remorse.

"Sunbae," you began, your voice tinged with regret. "When i was the one assigned to find the knife that was used to kill Jeon Wonhee, i worked tirelessly. Eventually, I tracked it down to a knife seller near the river. He claimed to have a knife with blood on it and had been holding onto it, just in case."

You continued, the weight of the memory pressing on you. "I sent it to the forensic lab, and I was certain we had the evidence we needed. Yoo Taesuk's fingerprints and DNA were a match, 100%. But then... it disappeared. The forensic team wouldn't give me another copy of the results, citing orders from my father."

Wonwoo's eyes was filled with emotions. "Your father... Ji Commissioner, he ordered us to stop the investigation." he murmured, putting the pieces together. He looked at you, his expression a mix of anger and inquiry. "You couldn't confront him.." He said.

You nodded, your gaze fixed on the ground. "Yes. I haven't had any communication with him for almost eight years, ever since I was transferred out of the team." You paused, steeling yourself for what you needed to say next. "But, since then i began to suspect that there might be a connection between Yoo Taesuk and my father. I couldn't shake the feeling that my own father may have been involved in covering up the truth."

Wonwoo's shock was evident, his eyes wide with realization. He had assumed you were in cahoots with your father, but now he found out the depth of your conflict.

Wonwoo's eyes were filled with a mix of curiosity and concern as he asked, "Why haven't you talked to your father in all these years?"

A surge of emotions welled up within you, making it difficult to find the right words. Finally, you spoke, your voice tinged with a mixture of apprehension and vulnerability. "I... I've been afraid. Afraid that if I confront my father, if I find out that he's truly involved in hiding a crime... it would shatter everything I know. The idea of facing that reality... it terrifies me."

You took a deep breath, steadying yourself. "I couldn't bear the thought of my own father, someone I should be able to trust, being capable of such a thing. It's been easier to keep my distance, to try to find the truth on my own."

Wonwoo's expression softened, his understanding gaze meeting yours. "I can't imagine how difficult this must be for you," he said gently.

There was a brief pause, the weight of the moment settling around you both, before Wonwoo finally spoke again. His voice was gentle, laced with a sincerity that touched your heart. "Y/n, I need to apologize. I've been emotional and oversensitive in the past, especially when it came to this case. I realize now that my actions and words may have left a bad impression of me, and for that, I'm truly sorry."

He took a deep breath, his eyes focused on the ground, as if gathering his thoughts. "Losing a chance to bring the person who took my sister's life to justice... it's been a constant ache in my heart. It felt so unfair, just because she wasn't someone with power, and I wasn't either. It's haunted me for years."

He turned to you, his gaze sincere and vulnerable. "The things I said to you that day... I regret them. I was being childish and emotional. It's a flaw of mine, how my feelings can often lead me to overreact. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me, Y/n."

His apology hung in the air, filled with a raw honesty that resonated deeply. The weight of past grievances seemed to lift. As the night enveloped you both, a sense of quiet understanding settled in the air. The moon cast a gentle glow, illuminating the world with a soft, silvery light. The atmosphere was hushed, as if nature itself was holding its breath, allowing this moment of reconciliation to unfold. There was an unspoken connection between you and Wonwoo, forged through years of shared pain and the pursuit of justice. The weight of past misunderstandings and hurts seemed to dissipate, replaced by a newfound sense of empathy and compassion. The night seemed to hold a certain kind of magic, a bittersweet beauty that whispered of healing and redemption.

You spoke gently, your words carrying the weight of your own experiences. "I felt unfair, but I understand now. I would do the same if something like that happened to my family." The sincerity in your voice resonated in the stillness of the night.

You looked at him and smiled, "i forgive you."

Wonwoo listened, his gaze fixed on you. There was a vulnerability in his expression, a raw openness that he rarely showed. The air seemed to crackle with a subtle electricity, as if the universe itself acknowledged the significance of this moment.

Then, he returned the smile, his eyes filled with gratitude and a touch of relief. "Thank you, Y/n. I can't tell you how much your forgiveness means to me."

As you looked at each other, bathed in the moonlight, there was a silent acknowledgment of the shared journey you had embarked upon. The night held a sense of possibility, a promise of closure.

Wonwoo's hand hesitated for a moment, before gently finding its place in yours. His palm met yours, fingers intertwining, a silent promise conveyed through the touch. "Let's do this together," he said, his voice steady yet filled with emotion, "Let's find out the truth together."

A warm rush of gratitude and determination washed over you, radiating from your clasped hands. You met his gaze, a smile blooming on your lips, carrying the weight of shared purpose.

In that moment, beneath the gentle night sky, a bond was solidified. It was a promise of solidarity, a pledge to seek justice, and a testament to the strength that could be found in unity.

The two of you instinctively leaned in, embracing one another. It was a hug that held layers of meaning—support, comfort, and a shared resolve to face the challenges ahead. In that moment, beneath the quiet expanse of the night sky, you both found solace in the understanding that you were no longer alone in your pursuit of truth.

*

You found yourself standing in front of your parents' house, a place you hadn't set foot in for eight long years. The maid, a familiar face from your past, was visibly shaken by your sudden appearance. The story of your abrupt departure and vow never to return had become something of legend in this household, and your unexpected visit sent ripples of surprise through its walls.

Stepping through the threshold, you were met with the scent of familiar surroundings and the echoes of distant memories. Your mother, equally taken aback by your presence, greeted you with a mix of astonishment and concern.

"I need to meet Dad," you stated, your tone tinged with a simmering anger. She moved to invite you to sit and talk, a motherly instinct to understand, but you refused. "It's work related," you added, choosing your words carefully. You hinted at your father's potential candidacy for the position of national commissioner, a piece of information that carried weight in this household.

The tension in the air was palpable, a silent undercurrent beneath the surface. Your mother, caught between concern for your well-being and the gravity of the situation, nodded in reluctant understanding. There was a complex history between you, your father, and this house, one that had remained unresolved for far too long.

As you prepared to face the man who held such influence in your life, you couldn't help but feel the weight of the past pressing upon you.

You entered his office, the familiar scent of polished wood and papers filling the air. His eyes flicked up from the document he was studying, momentarily surprised at your presence. You saluted him, a formal gesture that seemed incongruous in the face of your own father.

A soft chuckle escaped his lips, masking any deeper emotions he might be feeling. "I'm not the National Commissioner yet," he joked, attempting to lighten the mood. His surprise was thinly veiled, but he quickly regained his composure.

Without much preamble, you handed him the report you had painstakingly prepared. It was a straightforward account, outlining the relationship between your father, the owner of Jung Group, and their support for him. It also contained evidence of his involvement in tampering with a murder case.

"Where did you get this? Yoon Jeonghan himself?" he inquired, his tone grating on your nerves, as if he wasn't directly involved in the injustice that had plagued your past.

You closed your eyes, struggling to reconcile the betrayal of someone you had considered a friend, a partner in justice. Jeonghan had listened to your pain, all the while knowing the truth. It was a wound that cut deep.

"I found it on my own," you replied, your voice steady, though your heart pounded in your chest.

His smile was self-assured. "Impressive. When you mentioned wanting to follow in my footsteps as a police officer, I admit I had my doubts. But I've heard nothing but praise about your work. Perhaps you'd like to be a captain once I assume the role of National Commissioner?"

You took a deep breath, disbelief washing over you. "We're discussing a police officer who manipulated proof and let a murderer of someone else's daughter go free," you emphasized, your voice tinged with frustration. "I understand you care more about your career and social standing than your family, but have you ever considered what if it were me?"

His response was callous, focusing on the perceived greater good. "I did it for the sake of the police force's reputation and for your own position. You could have faced charges for attempting to imprison someone without evidence. I prevented that from happening. I know you've worked hard to get to where you are."

There was a weighted silence before you spoke, determination filling your voice. "It's good that you recognize my hard work. I suggest you confess your mistakes before I expose this to the public and you find yourself in handcuffs."

"Watch your tongue! You're putting yourself in danger. Jung Group is not someone you could play with," he warned.

"It was you who played with fire first. Allow me to handle the heat on my own terms, since you chose not to heed my warning," you retorted before turning on your heel and leaving the house. The weight of your decision hung in the air, a sense of finality settling over you.

As you stepped out of the house, a whirlwind of emotions swirled within you. Anger, frustration, and a simmering determination coursed through your veins. The confrontation with your father had dredged up years of pent-up resentment, and the knowledge of his betrayal stung like a fresh wound.

Yet, beneath the anger, there was a steely resolve. You had faced the truth, confronted your father, and made it clear that you would not stand idly by. The weight of the evidence you held felt both empowering and burdensome. It was a double-edged sword, a weapon that could potentially bring justice, but also a dangerous tool that could upend your own life.

As you walked away from the house, the night seemed to echo your conflicted emotions. The air was heavy with the weight of your decision, and each step felt like a declaration of independence. The streets were quiet, a stark contrast to the storm raging within you.

Tears welled up in your eyes, blurring your vision and threatening to spill over. They were a mix of frustration, anger, and a profound sense of loss. Each tear seemed to carry the weight of years of betrayal and the realization that someone you had trusted so deeply had let you down. Your cheeks glistened with the tracks of your tears, a silent testament to the depth of your emotion. They were a raw, unfiltered expression of the pain that had been stirred up by your confrontation with your father. The ache in your chest seemed to radiate with each heart-wrenching sob, a physical manifestation of the emotional turmoil within you.

Your breath came in shuddering gasps, the intensity of your feelings threatening to overwhelm you. It was as if a dam had burst, releasing a torrent of pent-up emotions that had been held back for far too long. Each sob seemed to echo in the stillness of the night, a haunting melody of sorrow. In that vulnerable moment, you were both fragile and strong. The tears were a cathartic release, a necessary step in the process of healing and moving forward.

As the tears still clung to your lashes, you fumbled for your phone, fingers trembling slightly. It took a moment, but you mustered the courage to dial Wonwoo's number. There was a hesitation in your voice when he answered, a weight of emotion that seemed to choke your words.

"Sunbae," you began, your voice barely above a whisper, "I... I met my father." You paused, the enormity of the situation settling heavily in your chest.

There was a brief silence on the other end, and then Wonwoo's voice, calm and steady, filled your ear. "Y/n, take your time. You don't have to explain anything you're not ready to."

But you needed to. The truth had been bottled up for too long, and it was a relief to finally have someone to share it with. You spoke of the betrayal, the shock of discovering your father's involvement, and the pain that had surged through you. You apologized several times, as if you needed to ask for forgiveness for something that was never your fault.

"I'm so sorry, Sunbae. I'm so sorry." You confessed, your voice cracking with vulnerability.

He listened patiently, offering you the space to unburden yourself. And when you were finished, he simply said, "Where are you? I'm coming to you."

You gave him your location, and within what felt like minutes, you saw his familiar figure approaching. He enveloped you in a comforting embrace, his presence a balm to your wounded soul.

"I'm proud of you, Y/n," he murmured, his voice warm and reassuring. "For being honest with me, and for facing this head-on."

In that moment, you realized that you and Wonwoo were not just partners in the field, but true allies in life's struggles. He shared his own vulnerabilities, the challenges he faced as a police officer, and the weight of responsibility he carried. It was a rare and precious connection, built on trust and understanding.

As you stood there, in the embrace of someone who truly understood, you felt a renewed sense of strength. You were not alone in this battle. With Wonwoo by your side, you knew you could face whatever challenges lay ahead.

The pace of events was dizzying, culminating in the sentencing of everyone implicated in the Jcare trafficking scheme, with Jung Jaehyung facing justice for his central role. Capturing evidence against Jaehyung had been a formidable challenge, given the immense power wielded by his influential father. The reluctance of others to testify against Jaehyung created a seemingly impenetrable fortress of silence, until Wonwoo proposed a daring undercover operation to compel Jaehyung's confession. The stakes were high, prompting contemplation of alternative plans, but you were resolute in your determination to see Jaehyung held accountable.

The mission's objective was clear: obtain a confession from Jung Jaehyung. After exhaustive brainstorming, a crucial insight emerged. It was discovered that Jaehyung had a penchant for intelligent and empathetic women—a preference borne from the shadow of his teenage years and the enigmatic figure of his psychiatrist, who had been one of his earliest victims. Jaehyung had been a prime suspect in her murder at the age of 17. Yet, he had walked free due to insufficient evidence and a well-crafted alibi from his driver, who claimed to have been with him in another city at the time of her death.

The intensity of the operation was unparalleled in your decade-long career as a police officer. The memory of Jaehyung's hands closing around your neck, the desperate struggle for breath when he discovered your true identity, remained vivid. In that raw moment, he had unwittingly revealed his involvement in the deaths of each Jcare victim.

"I just wanted them to be silent, but you know how women are, always talking. So I drowned them."

The struggle for your life was a desperate race against time, every gasp for air a fierce battle against the hands that sought to silence you. Finally breaking free from his suffocating grip, you stared into Jaehyung's eyes, terror mingling with defiance. In that charged moment, you found your voice, attempting to reach the flicker of humanity buried within his darkened soul.

"Jaehyung, I've always believed there's goodness in you," you rasped, the words a plea for him to see reason.

His response, however, was a chilling reminder of the depths to which his darkness had consumed him. The gun in his hand, its cold steel a stark contrast to the warmth of life, was pointed directly at you. Frozen in place, your gaze held his, seeking any hint of the boy he had once been.

"I always thought your mother believed in that goodness, in your capacity to love," you murmured, your voice edged with sorrow.

"You're not your father, Jaehyung. You've proven that through your own accomplishments, your own path," you continued, hoping to reach the fractured soul before you.

His bitter chuckle echoed through the room, the sound a discordant symphony of anguish and despair. "If I'm truly good, then why can't I stop this darkness within me? Why can't I stop killing?"

You spoke gently, offering a lifeline to a wounded soul. "Controlling your emotions is a monumental task, especially when they've never been validated. It's hard to be honest with yourself when your heart has been denied its truth."

"What do you feel right now, Jaehyung?" You asked gently, trying to spend time as you wait your team to come.

With a voice laced with turmoil, Jaehyung confessed, "I'm angry. Furious that you've lied to me. My heart is pounding, urging me to end you, to submerge you in the very bathtub just steps away."

A pregnant pause followed, your senses on high alert. "Is that what you truly want? To extinguish a life, to silence a heart forever? Will it bring you the peace you seek, or will it only leave you with a void stained by regret?"

"Fuck!" He roared, the anguish in his voice echoing through the room. The gun drew nearer, its cold gaze unwavering. "No one comprehends the exhilaration, the release that comes with snuffing out their last breath. Don't presume to understand."

In the haunting seconds that followed, the echo of a gunshot shattered the stillness, followed by the searing pain of a bullet tearing through your body. Darkness claimed your senses, the world fading away as the abyss welcomed you.

*

The chaos and urgency gripped the team as they raced towards your location, their senses heightened by the gravity of the situation. Wonwoo's heart pounded in his chest, anxiety clawing at him, as he navigated through the frenzied traffic. He had overheard your conversation with Jaehyung, having planted a listening device during your previous therapy session. The decision to let you confront Jaehyung alone had been met with his vehement opposition, sensing the peril in allowing you to face a man with such a dark history on your own.

As Hyunjin relayed the news of the escalating danger, Wonwoo's heart sank. Time was slipping away, urging him to move faster. Arriving at the building, he displayed his credentials to the security team, urgency etched on his face. With swift precision, he directed his team to position themselves, preparing for the confrontation ahead.

Then, a call from Hyunjin shattered the air, carrying with it the weight of your peril. Wonwoo's heart seized in his chest, the dread threatening to engulf him. "Captain! We need to capture Jung Jaehyung. Y/n sunbae was being shot by a gun."

Without hesitation, Wonwoo and his team stormed into the office, the deafening silence broken only by the pounding of their footsteps. A gunshot rang out, the sound cutting through the tension, followed by Jaehyung's pained groan. He was swiftly subdued, the handcuffs securing his hands.

Wonwoo's eyes met Jaehyung's, a mixture of fury and anguish. He could see the blood staining Jaehyung's trembling hands, a cruel testament to the violence that had unfolded. But his focus swiftly shifted as Hansol provided the crucial information about your location.

With a fierce determination, Wonwoo sprinted towards the bathroom, his breath ragged. The sight that met him was a cruel tableau of despair. Your body lay in the bathtub, water lapping at your still form, a gunshot wound marring your shoulder.

"Call the medic!" Wonwoo instructed Hansol as Hansol following it, explaining the situation to the medic on the phone.

Acting on instinct, Wonwoo hoisted you from the water, the icy shock of it biting at him. He laid you gently on the floor, his hands moving with practiced urgency. Checking for signs of life, he could feel the icy grip of fear tightening around his heart. He wasted no time, initiating CPR and delivering rescue breaths.

"Wake up, Y/n," he pleaded, each compression a desperate plea for your return. Time seemed to blur, every second stretching into eternity as he fought to pull you back from the precipice. His focus was unyielding, his soul tethered to yours, willing you to come back to him.

The room seemed to close in around them, time stretched thin as the battle for your life raged on. Wonwoo's efforts were valiant, each compression and rescue breath delivered with a precision borne of training and desperation. Yet, your eyes remained closed, the cruel silence of unconsciousness a painful testament to the gravity of the situation.

Exhaustion clawed at Wonwoo, his breaths labored, but he pressed on, refusing to yield. Then, like a lifeline, Hansol swiftly took over, trading places with Wonwoo to continue the vital compressions. The rhythm was unbroken, a symphony of desperate hope and fierce determination.

In the midst of the struggle, a haunting memory tore through Wonwoo's mind. The loss of his junior five years ago, a wound that had never truly healed, rose to the surface. He had been so immersed in capturing the culprit that he hadn't noticed his partner, his loyal junior, succumbing to a gunshot wound, the life seeping from him as they waited for help that arrived too late.

The memory weighed heavily on Wonwoo, a haunting echo of a past he couldn't forget. In that moment, the room around him seemed to blur, the present and the past intertwining in a cruel twist of fate. He felt the weight of his responsibility, not just as a detective, but as a protector of those he cared about.

Wonwoo's voice, laced with urgency and dread, cut through the air. "Where is the medic?!" His eyes never left your form, his hand applying steady pressure to your shoulder, a desperate attempt to stem the flow of blood. The room seemed to hold its breath, the weight of the moment pressing down on them all.

The sounds of the room became muffled, a distant buzz in his ears as he focused on you, on the life hanging in the balance. He couldn't afford to lose you, not after everything you'd been through together. His movements became more determined, each compression a silent promise that he wouldn't let history repeat itself.

As he worked tirelessly, he couldn't help but pray silently, a plea to whatever force governed life and death. This time, he vowed, he wouldn't let the darkness claim someone he cared about. His hands moved with a fierce urgency, a silent promise to you and to himself that he would fight for your survival with every ounce of his being.

*

The sterile scent of the hospital room seemed to permeate every corner, a reminder of the seriousness of the situation. Wonwoo sat by your bedside, his gaze fixed on your still form, willing for any sign of movement.

The surgery had been a success, and the doctors had assured him that you were on the path to recovery. Yet, seeing you in this state, connected to monitors and surrounded by the hum of machines, was a stark reminder of just how close he had come to losing you.

He reached out, his fingers gently brushing against your hand, his touch warm and reassuring. The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor provided a steady backdrop to the quiet, a reminder that you were still here, still fighting.

Minutes felt like hours, each passing second filled with a strange mix of anticipation and anxiety. Wonwoo couldn't help but let his mind drift, his thoughts racing through the events that had led to this moment. The mission, the confrontation with Jaehyung, and the terrifying moment when he had received the call about your condition - it all seemed like a blur.

And then, finally, there was a shift. Your eyelids fluttered, a sign that consciousness was returning. Wonwoo's heart skipped a beat, his grip on your hand tightening ever so slightly. He leaned in closer, his voice gentle and filled with relief. "Y/n, can you hear me?"

Your eyes slowly opened, and for a moment, they seemed to search the room, as if trying to make sense of where you were. Then, they settled on Wonwoo, a flicker of recognition in your gaze. It was a small yet significant victory, a sign that you were coming back to him.

He couldn't help but smile, the weight that had settled in his chest since that fateful moment in Jaehyung's office finally beginning to lift. "You had us worried there," he admitted softly. "But you're strong. You made it through."

As you gradually emerged from the depths of unconsciousness, the sterile scent of the hospital room enveloped you. The soft beeping of the monitors provided a steady rhythm, grounding you in the present moment. Wonwoo's presence was a reassuring anchor. His voice reached you, gentle and filled with concern, asking if you could hear him. You turned your gaze towards him, finding comfort in his familiar face.He spoke with a mix of relief and tenderness, updating you on what had transpired. You absorbed the information, piece by piece, trying to make sense of the events that had led you here. As he recounted the mission, the confrontation with Jaehyung, and the moments that followed, you felt a surge of gratitude towards the man sitting beside you. He had been there, every step of the way, unwavering in his support.

The hospital room was bathed in the gentle glow of muted lamplight, casting a serene ambiance. The scent of antiseptic lingered faintly in the air, a reminder of the sterile environment. Machines hummed softly in the background, their rhythmic melodies providing a steady cadence to the room.

You nestled in the hospital bed, the sheets cocooning you in their crisp embrace. The warmth of the blankets provided a sense of security, a stark contrast to the harrowing ordeal you had just endured. Your gaze was fixed on the window, where the night sky held its own secrets, distant stars blinking in silent solidarity.

Beside you, Wonwoo sat in vigilant watch, his presence a steadfast anchor. His eyes held a mixture of relief and concern, a reflection of the tumultuous events that had unfolded. His hand found yours, fingers intertwining in a silent promise of support.

You took a deep breath, the scent of the hospital giving way to the familiar scent of Wonwoo's cologne. It was a grounding force, a reminder that you were not alone in this moment of vulnerability. With a gentle squeeze of his hand, you found the courage to share your innermost fears.

"I was so scared, Wonwoo," your voice broke the quietude, a tremor betraying the weight of the memory. "When Jaehyung dragged me to that bathroom after he shot me... it felt like the world was closing in."

Wonwoo's arms enveloped you, his embrace offering both solace and strength. His voice, soft yet firm, spoke words of reassurance. "You're safe now, Y/n. You don't have to carry that fear alone. I'm here for you, always."

His words were a lifeline, pulling you back from the precipice of darkness. In that embrace, you found a sanctuary—a space where vulnerability was met with unwavering support. As you rested against him, the rhythm of his heartbeat echoed in tandem with your own.

As you nestled in his embrace, the weight of the past events began to dissipate, replaced by a sense of security and trust. Wonwoo's presence was a steady anchor, grounding you in the present, assuring you that you were not alone in this journey.

With a sigh, you leaned into him, finding solace in his warmth. "Thank you" you murmured, your voice carrying a mix of gratitude and vulnerability. "For being here, for... for everything."

Wonwoo's hand gently stroked your back, a gesture of comfort and understanding. "You don't need to thank me, Y/n," he replied, his tone gentle yet resolute.

The words settled around you like a protective cloak, wrapping you in a sense of belonging. In Wonwoo's arms, you felt seen and valued, your emotions honored and acknowledged. It was a rare and precious connection, one that went beyond the bounds of partnership.

The minutes ticked by in a comfortable silence, each breath a reminder of the resilience that had brought you to this moment. Outside, the world carried on, but within the confines of that hospital room, it felt as though time stood still.

The warmth of Wonwoo's embrace and the steady rise and fall of your breaths provided a sense of security that was both grounding and reassuring. Your eyes locked to each other and slowly closed as you leaned into a kiss, you could feel the tension melt away, replaced by a sense of peace and connection. It's the electric touch of lips meeting, a gentle exploration of warmth and tenderness. As your lips gently press against each other, there's a softness that envelopes both of you, a sensation that transcends the physical and ventures into the realm of the emotional. It's a meeting of souls, an unspoken language that conveys affection, desire, and trust between you and Wonwoo. In that fleeting moment, time seems to stand still. The world around you fades into the background, leaving only the two of you locked in a tender embrace. It's a sensation of vulnerability, of allowing someone to get close enough to touch a part of your heart.

Eventually, the kiss was interrupted by the distant shuffle of footsteps in the corridor. It was a subtle reminder that the world continued to turn, carrying with it new challenges and triumphs. With a smile, Wonwoo shifted slightly, his gaze meeting yours.

"I should let you rest," he suggested, a trace of reluctance in his voice. "You need your strength for the road ahead."

You nodded, a mix of gratitude and weariness coloring your expression. As Wonwoo helped you settle back into the bed, you felt a renewed sense of determination coursing through you. Together, you would face whatever challenges awaited, fortified by the unbreakable bond you had forged.

As your eyes fluttered closed, a sense of calm settled over you, accompanied by the knowledge that you were not alone. Wonwoo stood vigil, a silent sentinel, his presence a beacon of reassurance in the quiet room.

And as sleep claimed you, you knew that when you awoke, you would face the future with renewed strength and unwavering resolve, guided by the steady presence of the man who had become so much more than a partner—a true confidant and a source of immeasurable strength.

*

Wonwoo couldn't believe his eyes when he walked into the office and saw you sitting there so casually. It had only been five days since the near-tragic incident, and you'd had just three days to recover from the surgery. Seeing you back at your desk with a support device for your left shoulder surprised him.

He was on the verge of expressing his relief and concern, but then Taekwang's arrival to the office, along with his obvious excitement upon seeing you, made Wonwoo decide to postpone his lecture for another time.

Wonwoo's eyes were fixed on you, a mix of relief and worry etched across his features. He couldn't believe you were sitting there so casually, only three days after your surgery. The support device on your left shoulder was a stark reminder of the ordeal you had been through.

As Hyunjin rushed in, his eyes glistening with unshed tears, Wonwoo instinctively pulled him back, sparing you from a potentially painful hug. It was clear he was being protective, though he masked it with practicality.

"Sunbaeeee!" Hyunjin's voice trembled with emotion. "I was so worried!"

You offered him a reassuring smile, understanding the depth of concern that had gripped your teammate. "I'm here, Hyunjin. I'm alright."

Wonwoo, still holding Hyunjin back, asked about Hansol and Seungkwan. It was a testament to his vigilant nature that he was already thinking about the whereabouts of the rest of the team.

"They've gone for coffee," you replied, your eyes lighting up at the thought. "I can't wait to have some too."

This statement, however, didn't sit well with Wonwoo. His brows furrowed in concern, he immediately went into protective mode. "You shouldn't be drinking coffee until you've finished your medicine. No! you shouldn't be here at least until next Monday. What are you doing here?"

His words were a blend of gentle scolding and genuine care, revealing just how much he valued your well-being. It was a side of him that you had come to appreciate, and it warmed your heart to see how much he cared.

"I just missed everyone," you admitted with a small smile, "and the hospital sent me home, but I didn't want to be alone in my apartment."

Wonwoo's concern was evident as he inquired, "How did you get here then?"

"By cab," you replied, feeling a touch of independence in your voice.

Before Hyunjin could even offer to drive you back, Wonwoo swiftly intervened, "I'll take you home, Y/n. It's not too far, right?"

You nodded, touched by his thoughtfulness. "Thank you, sunbae. That would be great." As you looked at Wonwoo, you couldn't help but notice the subtle way he glanced around the office, a hint of hesitation in his eyes. It didn't take a detective's intuition to see that he wanted to spend more time with you.

The car ride with Wonwoo was filled with a sense of comfort and ease. You could feel the concern radiating from him, and it warmed your heart. As you shared snippets of your time at the hospital, you couldn't help but emphasize how much you had missed him.

"It was pretty lonely, you know," you admitted, glancing over at him. "Even though some officers came to keep me company, it just wasn't the same. I missed you a lot."

Wonwoo's smile was a balm to your soul, a silent reassurance that he felt the same way. The atmosphere in the car was cozy, the air filled with a sense of companionship that felt so natural.

As he drove, you couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for his presence. The fact that he had taken the time to personally drive you home spoke volumes. It was a gesture that made you feel cherished and valued.

Finally, as he parked the car, he turned to you, his eyes warm and gentle. "I'm glad you're safe now, Y/n. You've been through a lot," he said softly. "And now, you're finally here. For me."

His words held a tenderness that made your heart swell. You nodded, feeling the weight of the moment. "Thank you, Sunbae," you replied sincerely. "I'm just glad to be back, and with you."

Without another word, he opened his arms, offering a warm embrace. It was a hug that felt like coming home, a silent affirmation of the bond that had grown between you. In that moment, you knew that you were exactly where you belonged.You settled into the embrace, feeling the steady beat of Wonwoo's heart against your own. It was a moment of quiet comfort, a reminder of the unspoken connection that had grown between you.

"Sunbae, I..." you began, but before you could finish, Wonwoo gently interrupted.

"Y/n, when it's just the two of us, can you call me something else?" he asked, his voice soft. "Something a bit more... personal?"

You looked up at him, your gaze meeting his, and you could see a hint of vulnerability in his eyes. It was a rare sight, one that made your heart swell with affection.

"Of course," you said, a small smile playing at your lips. "What would you like me to call you?"

He considered for a moment, a thoughtful expression on his face. "How about... Love? Babe? Honey? Wonwoo is fine."

You couldn't help but chuckle. "Wonwoo it is then."

The two of you lingered in the embrace for a while longer, content in each other's company. Eventually, you pulled away, though the warmth of the moment still lingered.

"Thank you for everything, Wonwoo," you said sincerely. "For being there for me, for taking care of me."

He smiled, a genuine and heartfelt expression. "It's my pleasure, Y/n. I'll always be here for you." He leaned himself as his lips touched yours for a light but sweet peck.

"Have a rest, okay? I'll come after lunch, alright?" You nodded to his promise.

As you exited the car and made your way to your apartment, you couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude wash over you. You were grateful for Wonwoo, for his unwavering support and the special connection you shared. It was a feeling you knew you would carry with you, long after this moment had passed.

*

"Ya! What is this?" you inquired sharply, your voice cutting through the air. Heads turned, including Wonwoo's, all eyes focused on you. You read the words aloud, the screen casting a pale glow on your face. Boo Seungkwan's eyes widened, a mixture of shock and guilt washing over him.

"Boo Seungkwan, what on earth are you doing with this?!" Your voice thundered, carrying a weight that drew the attention of everyone in the room. Curiosity piqued, they hurried over to see what had caused such a reaction. Seungkwan, the real culprit, rushed to his computer, frantically closing the file. The title, "To The Rescue," was barely visible to the others, but for you, it stood out starkly, your name boldly etched as the main character of the fiction Seungkwan had crafted.

"What? What's wrong?" Jeon Wonwoo's voice was laced with innocence, his brows furrowing in confusion.

Your gaze remained fixed on your junior, his head now lowered, eyes fixed on the floor. "Explain," you demanded, your tone firm, awaiting an account of his actions.

"It's a story I wrote..." Seungkwan's voice was barely audible, a mixture of regret and embarrassment coloring his words. He went on to explain that he had been working on a fiction piece centered around his job, wanting to incorporate a romantic element. Stuck on character names, he had decided to use yours and Wonwoo's. As he spoke, Wonwoo approached the computer and began to read the opening sentences, his expression growing more serious with each passing word.

"Boo Seungkwan, you can't do this," Wonwoo, as the team leader, advised firmly. His words held weight, carrying the authority of someone who understood the implications of such actions.

You let out a heavy sigh, pointing a finger at Seungkwan. "If I see this file on your computer by tonight, I'll delete it myself, and your career goes with it." The threat hung in the air, a stark reminder of the power dynamic at play.

You turned and left the room, the weight of the situation settling on your shoulders. Seungkwan's eyes pleaded with Wonwoo, silently begging for intervention. Despite being the chief's son, Seungkwan understood that your position held enough influence to shape his future, as well as Wonwoo's.

Wonwoo, too, sighed, a mixture of disappointment and concern etched on his face. "Follow her instructions. I want you to provide me with a summary of the basic deductions, and send it to me by tomorrow morning. Vernon, ensure that our friend here carries out his punishment." Vernon nodded in agreement, his expression respectful as Wonwoo exited the room, leaving Seungkwan to grapple with the weight of his actions.

The atmosphere in the room hung heavy with tension, the repercussions of Seungkwan's impulsive decision reverberating through the air. It was a stark reminder of the importance of responsibility and the consequences that could arise from overstepping boundaries, even in the realm of fiction.

"You can do it, bro." Vernon tapped his friend's shoulder.

The end.

[karadin]

while you were sleeping ...

The U.S. Army has told units to prepare for deployment at the U.S.-Mexico border in the next 24 to 48 hours.

Trump declared a 'state of emergency' at the border, despite the fact that we have a fully staffed border patrol and we are not in a wartime footing with Mexico.

National Science Foundation freezes grants in response to Trump executive orders

Native Americans concerned that they may be rounded up in mass deportation efforts due to racial profiling

Trump states that GAZA should be 'swept clean' and over one million refugees to be moved to Egypt and Jordan. (these countries have refused by the way)

Trump also mentions that Gaza has 'great beachfront property' and his son in law Jared Kushner, a friend of Netanyahu since childhood, has made the same statements that Gaza would be great place to build condos (and not for Palestinians)

Despite a 'cease fire' attacks have continued in Gaza, many by settler groups with police esorts, as soon as Trump lifted Biden era sanctions on settler incursions.

some USAID officials were put on leave for not abiding Trump's order to halt all international aid.

Trump has placed all Diversity and Inclusion federal employees across agencies on paid leave for 30 days until their positions are terminated.

The US Air Force took down a video for new recruits showcasing the Tuskegee Airmen, a famous all black fighting force from WW2, as well as the WAVES, women who joined the service during WW2.

The advisory office of DOGE now run solely by Elon Musk, a US government contractor puts him in nominal charge of government programs, a conflict of interest, however he has been booted from an office next to Trump in the White House to another building.

This Department of Government Efficiency now is taking over the US Digital Service in charge of all US gov websites, including the new IRS Free File (where you can do your taxes online for free, a holdover from the Biden Administration.)

Trump is paving the way for the Pentagon to remove transgender service members

The Quaker faith have taken the Trump administration to court over a new policy to enter churches and religious spaces in mass deportation efforts.

Trump puts hold on refugees - hundreds of thousands of people fleeing strife in Ukraine, Afghanistan, Haiti and Venezuela have been stopped from entering the US - the program was bipartisan and many have waited years in a legal process to enter.

Trump has revoked a Biden admin program that allowed 530,000 Cubans, Haitians, Nicaraguans and Venezuelans and nearly 1 million migrants allowed into the country through an app called CBP One, all of these individuals are now targeted for deportation.

Vice President Vance complained when U.S. Catholic bishops condemned ICE entering places of employment, churches and schools in mass deportation raids (lifting an Obama era restriction)

Vice President Vance states that Big Tech is too powerful in the US, at the same time Musk, Bezos and Zuckerberg, along with other 'tech bros' were featured at Trump's inauguration, seated in front of his cabinet picks.

Trump fires DOJ employees who worked on Trump's prosecution for insurrection on Jan 6 as well as his stolen US government 'eyes only' documents. Republicans are investigating the bi-partisan Jan 6th investigations under the Biden administration.

Trump pardoned more than 1,500 individuals for their crimes during the Jan 6th insurrection, this has lead to backlash among a bi-partisan Congress as well as the public. One of the insurrectionists was killed by police at a conflict on his day of release, another was re-arrested for breaking his parole for previous convictions.

[autumnmobile12]

About the Infant Skull in the Belmont Hold

Trigger Warning: Sensitive topics below.

In a post I made last year, I pointed out the small skull in this display is case belongs to a baby.

The 'crack' down the center of the forehead is a frontal suture which closes between the ages of three to nine months, and to showcase the fact it's not just a cracked bone, the animators included a fontanelle between the bony plates of the skull, which closes before the age of two.

There is the skull of an infant in the Belmont Hold.

So what's the story here?

Theory 1: The Skull is a Vampire

This could have been a human baby that was turned by a vampire for whatever reason. Maybe this was some vampire's twisted idea of a pet. Maybe it was a horrifying, psychological trauma where a human woman lost her baby and after becoming a vampire, turned an infant into a vampire so as to never experience that pain again whilst tragically blind to the fact an immortal infant would never grow up.

If either of these were the case, whichever Belmont found this child could have viewed his or her death as a mercy. Since the baby would be immortal, it would be impractical to keep it alive forever, not to mention almost cruel because what kind of life is that? And it would be equally inhumane to leave the vampire to starve to death, so the options are limited.

The skull was brought home not as a trophy but as a specimen to study and serve as a grim reminder of a harsh reality.

...

Theory 2: The Skull is a Dhampir

Carmilla's above comment gives me the vague impression that it's not unheard of for a vampire to have a child with a human and then turn the human into a vampire, creating a family unit. (Just the way she says it. Like the unspoken line was, "You married a human, you succeeded in getting a child off her, so she was free to become a vampire after, no?" Turning Lisa after Adrian was born was the next natural step in her mind, so it baffles Carmilla why Dracula's wife remained human.) So maybe dhampirs are uncommon, but Alucard is far from the first one to ever exist.

So if the skull belonged to a dhampir like Alucard, this opens up another set of possibilities, but before I go into those, I want to address the Belmont Clan's potential view towards vampires and human-vampire hybrids. It's not clear if Alucard needs human blood to survive. He eats human food, but so do the vampires. Lenore comments they get their essential nutrients from blood, but whether or not this also pertains to dhampirs is up for debate. In the Gresit Underground Keep scene, it does look like he had some form of blood transfusion system possibly sustaining him, but this could arguably be a life and death situation. As in, he doesn't need blood to survive, but it can also save his life if need be.

There's also the possibility the blood-drinking is not the same across the board. (Say Alucard doesn't need blood to survive, but another dhampir was saddled with the shitty genetics that make blood a requirement.)

For the Belmonts, I can see dhampirs being a controversial subject. From Leon to Trevor's time, there are four centuries and countless individuals with their own set of similar but unique values and opinions, so it would be understandable for various Belmonts to have points of contention as well as shifts in viewpoint down the generations as new information about the enemy comes to light. Some members might have the stance of, "Dhampirs do not need blood to survive, are not a threat to humanity, and therefore it is unnecessary to hunt and kill them," while others may have taken the more extreme stance of, "Dhampirs are unnatural creatures that do not belong in this world any more than vampires do." Without the precedent of Alucard and Trevor having a common enemy, there would be nothing to sway the entire family one way or the other.

So if this is the case, the skull could have come from a vampire family similar to Dracula, Lisa, and Alucard's, and that family could have been discovered by a Belmont who made the decision to eradicate the them, including the dhampir for whichever reason:

The existence of dhampirs hadn't been discovered/confirmed yet, so the infant was assumed to be a vampire and it was viewed as a mercy killing out of ignorance. (Remember, Trevor thought Alucard was a vampire when they first met, so there is no visual difference between the two species.)

Dhampirs are assumed by the Belmonts to need blood to survive and are therefore a predator to humans that needs to be put down, again out of ignorance or just plain malice.

This particular Belmont was a heartless psychopath who had no qualms killing an innocent baby just for existing.

...

Theory 3: It's a Dhampir and the Belmonts Have a Really Fucked Up History With Dhampirs

There is also the possibility the mother of the dhampir child was a human woman that was raped and impregnated by a vampire. (Surviving somehow...?) In this scenario, there is a woman terrified by the idea she is about to birth a monster and goes to the local vampire experts for help. The Belmonts take her in until she delivers this unwanted child and the fate of the baby dhampir is entirely in their hands, which brings us back to the mentioned controversy among the family members.

If the mother abandons her 'monster' child, the Belmonts are left which the choice, "Do we kill it before it grows up to kill someone or do we give it a chance and let it live?"

Another possibility is the dhampir was brought up within the household for the purposes of 'studying' or 'rehabilitating' its nature. Say the family discovers dhampirs don't need to subsist on human blood and are relieved. "Wonderful. Dhampirs can live as humans and there is no need to kill them." The dhampir grows up happily among his or her adopted human family.

But then there is a tragic accident where he or she doesn't know their own strength and fatally harms a family member. The Belmonts then make the decision: Lock them up or execute them as a monster.

Based on this precedent, the family then closes off the idea that dhampirs can live as normal humans forever and they subsequently commit infanticide against any future dhampir children that cross their path, a blanket decision based entirely on a one-time misfortune.

Theory 4: The Belmonts Were Not the Cause

This again calls into question how dhampir physiology works, but maybe the infant died of an illness of failure to thrive. Alucard is strong and healthy, but that may not be same for other dhampirs, especially ones that may have been rejected as a 'freak' by both humans and vampires. He had the advantage of having a loving family and a safe environment in which to grow up. Other dhampirs might not have had the same good fortune and their health suffered for it. (Or they got dealt a bad hand in the gene pool.)

As for how the skull wound up in the Hold, it could have been one of the 'weird stuff' the Belmonts found and brought back home with them.

This could also apply to a situation where a vampire killed a rival family and kept their skulls as trophies, and the collection simply wound up in the Belmonts' treasury after destroying said vampire.

"It's like a museum dedicated to the extermination of my people, so no. Not thrilled."

Whatever the truth of the skull, I'm inclined to believe Theories 2 or 3 because this scene struck me as a very subtle nod to how no side in a war is completely innocent. On the one hand, vampires like Carmilla, Cho, Godbrand, etc. hunt and toy with humans for sport and view them as lesser beings, and so the Belmonts seeking to eliminate them would be an understandable measure to protect humanity.

On the other hand, the presence of the infant skull indicates a tragic and bloody history of poor choices, old prejudices, potential atrocities committed by the 'heroes,’ and generational trauma. A past history even Trevor isn't particularly proud of for all the pride he has in his lineage. It really showcases the line between man and monster and aligns with the recurrent theme of 'we can be better than this' that occurs throughout the series.

But let me know if you've got any theories/headcanons different from what I have listed above. I'd love to hear it. Crediting Theory 4 to @thetvpenigma. Thanks for your help!

[brockgold]

The Golden Key: Unlocking Evan’s Destiny Part 1

The Invitation and Training A Collaboration between @brockgold and @stefan-gold80

The day of the open training arrived, a golden opportunity to bring new talent into the team and showcase the brilliance of the Golden Army. The field was immaculate, the air buzzing with energy, and Stefan Gold (#80, Defender) and I were ready. Together, we set the stage for what would be an unforgettable experience.

"All set, Stefan?" I asked as we finalized the drills. From agility courses to precision-passing exercises, the session was designed to challenge and inspire. Around us, PDU units efficiently prepared the training space, their sleek black rubber uniforms glinting under the sun. The golden bros were already in motion, leading by example as they warmed up and demonstrated perfect technique. Stefan nodded, adjusting his gleaming golden kit. "Let’s show them what the Golden Army is all about, Brock."

As locals began to arrive, curiosity lit up their faces. They had heard whispers about the discipline, coordination, and undeniable allure of the Golden Army, but now they were about to experience it firsthand. Guys of all shapes, sizes, and skill levels gathered, their interest growing as they watched us perform synchronized drills, our golden kits shining like beacons.

Stefan and I kicked things off with an introduction, outlining the purpose of the session. “Today, you’ll train like we train. You’ll push your limits and see what it takes to be part of something extraordinary,” I said, my voice steady with conviction.

The drills began, and Stefan and I took turns leading groups, pushing them to improve with each repetition. Some struggled at first, but others started to catch on, fueled by the energy and camaraderie on display. Among them, one individual stood out—Evan Marks.

Evan wasn’t the fastest or the strongest, but there was something about him. His determination was palpable as he sprinted through the agility course, his focus unwavering as he executed precise passes during the drills. He absorbed every piece of advice Stefan and I offered, adjusting his movements and improving with each round.

Between guiding the groups, Stefan leaned over to me and said, “That guy—Evan. He’s got the spark. You see it too, right?” I nodded. “Absolutely. Let’s keep an eye on him.”

As the session continued, the golden bros joined in, demonstrating the standard of excellence we expected. They worked seamlessly with the trainees, encouraging them and showing what true teamwork looked like. Even the PDU units contributed by maintaining order and ensuring the session flowed perfectly.

Finally, we gathered everyone together. Stefan and I exchanged a look, and I stepped forward. “Evan Marks, step up.”

Evan’s eyes widened as he approached, sweat dripping from his brow but his posture firm. “Yes, sir?”

“You’ve shown something special today,” Stefan said, his voice filled with approval. “Dedication. Focus. Potential. Qualities we look for in the Golden Army.”

I held up a gleaming golden kit, the sunlight catching on its mirror-like surface. “This is for you, Evan. Your journey begins now.”

Evan accepted the kit, his hands trembling slightly as he looked at it in awe. Around us, the other trainees clapped, their admiration evident. Stefan and I exchanged a satisfied nod—this was what the Golden Army was all about: recognizing potential and transforming it into greatness. As Evan held the golden kit against his chest, I knew this was only the beginning. His story, like so many others, would unfold under the bright, shining light of gold. And Stefan and I were ready to guide him every step of the way.

Do you have what it takes to join the ranks of greatness? The path isn’t easy, but the reward is undeniable—discipline, unity, and the brilliance of gold. Ready to join the Team? All you need to do is contact our recruiters: @brodygold @goldenherc9 @polo-drone-001

Part 2 here https://www.tumblr.com/stefan-gold80/773035344183558144/the-golden-key-evans-destiny-unlocked-part-2?source=share

[hae-yeon]

533.U.S.-bound (2)

미국 갑니다 (2)

While waiting for our departure at the airport, I perused the news articles that had come out on Chatterbox. After the initial appearance he’d made for the first broadcast, Chatterbox had been conspicuously absent, only sending out the Prophets who acted as his delegates. It had succeeded in drawing immense curiosity from the public regarding the mastermind himself, as a matter of course. Among several circulating theories, the one that had proved to be most popular centered around a certain influential French figure.

‘They’re calling him the ‘Phantom of the Opera,’ huh.’

Though he’d never showcased any singing, of course. But the Ghost in the novel I’d looked up did seem to share a fair amount of similarities with Chatterbox, when it came down to it. After all–little did the people who had come up with the comparison know, but that Chatterbox bastard was also embarking on this insane crusade of his due to an one-sided obsession, too.

‘‘The Youngest, Incomplete Maze(1),’ was it.’

It was an insidious-sounding Title that conjured a penchant for constructing underground labyrinths. To help put things into perspective, I supposed that I would likely be Raoul in this scenario–with the mad Phantom bent on forcing Raoul into becoming a proxy for his dead Christine, it seemed. A bit abhorrent, no. Had it been someone else’s problem, I might have been able to marvel ‘woah, how melodramatic,’ as I indulged in some popcorn but–well, the cross was mine to bear, unfortunately.

In any case, there was a lot of speculation about how ‘Chatterbox was filthy rich, and dangling all of the SS-rank weapons and Items he’d amassed over time as bait, to gather all of the S-rank Hunters from the world over.’ It was common enough practice for wealthy individuals to buyup  high-rank Items, despite being un-Awakened themselves, after all. The purpose varied; sometimes it was viewed as an investment, or the acquisition of a showcase piece, or–since Items would still work for un-Awakened as well–a means of self-protection. 

This was especially true in the U.S., where enough high-profile celebrities had gone down that route for it to have even resulted in official government sanctions. Not that such measures had been effective, anyway. I wasn’t too informed on the details, but  involvement of weapons dealers in Item trades had apparently rendered it a more volatile situation than they could feasibly handle. And then the mafia, terrorist groups, and et cetera, as well as other armed factions had made an entrance……. Ah, plus, Big Oil. Since it was ludicrous to think that they’d simply sit still, when magic stones started to become an alternative energy source to oil, naturally.

In short, it was a clusterfuck.

“Are there really a lot of organizations that hate S-rank Hunters in the United States, sir?”

Yermie asked, bringing over a plate laden with food.

“There are very few people like that in Korea, after all, sir. And particularly not to the point of organizing.”

“It’s not just the U.S., but that general region. All the way to the Middle East, basically. There’s even a joke about how ‘when a Hunter dies, you know that it’s OPEC that killed him.’”

One fine day, A-rank Hunter Thomas-ssi was discovered dead. The police identified Thomas-ssi’s teammates, his lover, his neighbor, and his favorite Item as being the most likely suspects. Who, then, was the culprit? The answer: the OPEC, from overseas.

“‘The OPEC,’ sir?”

“The Organization of the Petroleum Exporting Countries. The entity that despises Hunters and Dungeons the most in the world, you could say.”

“Ah, oil!”

Yerimie nodded emphatically, apparently enlightened. On the flip side, Gyeolie quizzically tilted his head from his perch on my shoulder. He may have been well-learned for having been born not too long ago, but he was still behind when it came to basic knowledge like this, after all.

“Not to mention their disdain for the American shale industry, too. If Hunters and Dungeons disappeared overnight, causing the supply of magic stones to dry up, that lot would probably throw a party that would stretch on for a hundred days.”

Of course, there were still many things that still utilized petroleum. Just because a new energy source had popped up in the form of magic stones, didn’t mean that all of the cars and assorted machinery in the world could be switched over to run on them instead in short order. And it had various uses aside from simply being used as fuel, too. But if things continued on in the same trajectory, once magic stones became a commonplace alternative, the collapse of the oil industry seemed to be a foregone conclusion. The presence of petroleum might remain ubiquitous, but the biggest factor for its export was for its function as fuel, after all. 

“Because Korea doesn’t have a native source of fossil fuels, things were relatively peaceful for us. Making the switch over to magic stones as a primary energy source has been going fairly smoothly, too. But the Hunters in other regions have had to wage battles with conglomerates. And while Awakened might be a formidable force, the ones they’re running up against are well-established entities that have already amassed a hoard of wealth and power.”

No matter how powerful a Hunter might be, they were all ultimately members of a society, in the end. Unless they were prepared to live out the rest of their lives in complete isolation, it was inevitable that they would be beholden to the machinations of society. Moreover, organizations such as ‘Guilds’ or other unifying groups hadn’t even existed at the start.

“They had a finger in everything–beginning from politics and the press, they’d also poured a staggering amount of money into infiltrating religious, medical, and environmental organizations as well, just to name a few. And once the Dungeons appeared, even before everything with magic stones had come to pass, they’d invested a fair bit into establishing a foothold into the Hunter world as well, due to the calamitous situations that were unfolding–and that influence still remains to this day.”

“How peculiar, sir. After all, it isn’t as though money and such would matter, if the situation with Dungeons really blew up.”

“With the Dungeons being an immovable factor, rather than endeavor to get rid of Hunters altogether, they likely intended to bring them to heel while they could, and possibly monopolize the distribution of magic stones too, while they were at it. Though being rid of Dungeons and Hunters both would’ve been the most appealing outcome for them, when it was all said and done.”

“But aren’t magic stones supposed to be more environmentally friendly too, sir. Did all of those environmental protection agencies still bend the knee to them, even then?”

“There was an incredible amount of misleading reports released back then about how the energy byproducts generated by magic stones had harmful effects, I’m pretty sure? Though I’m admittedly murky on the details.”

“It even swayed Korea for a bit too, earlier on. But we moved past it quickly enough.”

Yoohyunie commented, setting down a plateful of fruits on the table in front of me.

“Meanwhile, overseas, there were various testimonials coming from individuals claiming they’d been afflicted by an illness due to the use of magic stones. And Hunter Guilds were inundated by assorted lawsuits as well. In Korea, Hunters weren’t assigned responsibility for the collateral damage incurred while hunting monsters spawned from a Dungeon break, but that wasn’t the case for the U.S.”

Yoohyunie explained that there had been early Hunter Guilds that were forced to close down over that sort of litigation. What in the world. They would even entice ordinary, well-intentioned citizens into ‘taking advantage of their rights’ with the promise of legal aid, allowing them to simultaneously boost their own public image. ‘Two birds with one stone,’ huh. 

“Maybe I’ll just stay put, sir, and give up sightseeing or whatever.”

Yerimie mumbled, a slightly dejected look coming over her face.

 “If I happen to break a building or suchlike on accident, it’d probably result in a ten billion won plus lawsuit, huh, sir?”

“It’d probably be closer to a hundred billion won, if it’s something in New York. There are buildings valued at approximately the same amount in Seoul too, right. Then, if you consider the associated compensation costs for damages suits… It might even come out to be in the ballpark of a trillion won or so. But you shouldn’t go around breaking buildings no matter the country, to begin with.”

“Apparently it's a far trickier matter overseas, sir. Team Leader Kim-nim kept pleading with me to please make sure that I avoid being caught at all costs, if I do happen to cause a spot of trouble while I’m in the U.S.”

Since in Korea, S-rank Hunters typically tended to get a pass on most things, but that wasn’t the case in other countries. And they’d be far more opposed to letting a foreign Hunter off the hook, at that. If anything, it’d probably be closer to dropping a lump of fresh meat in front of a pack of starving wolves. From that standpoint, Sung Hyunjae sure had been incredibly cocky, going around causing incident after incident the way he had.

“Though we engaged in subterfuge in the case of China, since we’re going to the U.S. on official invitation, we’ll have to be particularly mindful.”

Regardless of Dungeons and Awakened becoming new players, the world remained a place driven by capitalism, first and foremost. The reason high-ranked Hunters had gained such prominence was because magic stones and Items could be turned into money and profit, after all.

“Well, I suppose I’m the one that needs to be exercising the most amount of caution, though.”

For a number of reasons. It would’ve been nice to have things be a bit more simplified, where all I had to worry about was Chatterbox and those Filiality Addicts, and that was that. But in reality, things like ‘my side’ and ‘your side’ weren’t so cleanly defined. 

- Don’t worry too much, appa.

Gyeolie piped up, having slipped down to the table to fidget with a tangerine.

- Gyeolie has a great idea for how to take care of things if people try to blame appa, and say that appa did something bad, for some reason.

“Appa’s okay, y’know.”

There wasn’t much a young child like him could do, in any case. But the fairy dragon’s eyes gleamed with a determined light.

- It’s an absolutely fool-proof plan.

“Gyeol-ah, children shouldn’t–”

“Hear him out, at least.”

Yoohyunie said, cutting in. Yerimie was wearing an intrigued expression as well. 탁, assertively slapping a forepaw down on the tangerine, Gyeolie continued with his speech.

- Scandals are best covered up by an even bigger scandal!

…should I have given him a cellphone without internet surfing capabilities, after all.

- All Gyeolie would need to do is give an interview, as a little human kid. He’ll tell them that the Seseung Guild Leader heartlessly abandoned his mommy, and pretended that his bastard kid didn’t exist. That’s sure to kick up a huge hubbub, and then they’ll completely forget about appa’s stuff!”

…had this kid been watching soap operas.

“Gyeol-ah, you–if you keep watching strange content, I’m going to have to confiscate your cellphone.”

- Hnnnnghh.

Gyeolie shook his head furiously. His ears flip-flapped with the motion.

“Besides, they’d find out you were lying about being related to him once they ran a genetics test on you. And the results would probably show up that you’re not human, too.”

- We can forge the results!

“That’s it–no cellphone, young man.”

- Appaaa!

“A parent choosing to shun their biological offspring should hardly merit such significant outrage regardless, I’d assume.”

Yoohyunie spoke up levelly.

“That sort of thing is commonplace, isn’t it.”

“No, it isn’t. Of course, it tends to get glossed over quickly enough when the people involved aren’t very well-known, but…….”

I turned to look at my dongsaeng, a pang shooting through my heart. The expression on Yoohyunie’s face was one of complete indifference.

“...it’s only proper that parents should look after their children. They were in the wrong, our parents. Yoohyun-ah, I. I just needed to pretend as though everything was fine, back then.”

I may have been young, but I’d been dimly aware, still. That if the state of our family wasn’t ‘acceptable,’ then–that both I, and particularly my dongsaeng, would end up being abandoned.

“I had to act as if everything was normal. Because being an ‘ordinary, well-adjusted family’ was the only way to have things stay the same. If mom and dad hadn’t been able to endure it any more and gave up, and separated–it would’ve meant that we’d end up being separated, too.”

That had been my biggest fear. After all–such an outcome might have resulted in Yoohyunie becoming abandoned outright. Because neither side would’ve been willing to take him on. And it was likely that I would have been rejected by my mother and father too, as a consequence. Since my existence would’ve been a constant reminder of how they’d chosen to desert their secondborn.

Therefore, it had been paramount that I maintain the pretense of everything being alright, of being peaceful. I’d tried to convince myself it was true, too. And everyone else had thought us to be a ‘normal’ family as well, all told. It wasn’t as though we’d argued or been physically abused, and we’d had our basic needs met, when it came down to it.

“Hyung. I really was okay, back then.”

Gazing at me, Yoohyunie spoke calmly.

“Even if those circumstances had been ‘strange’ or ‘unnatural,’ I wasn’t affected by such things. So, what I’m trying to say is… At minimum, hyung created as ideal a family setting for me as possible. For hyung, it may have amounted to an inescapable situation, but as far as I was concerned, I really did feel fine, and even happy.”

“...yeah.”

Stretching out a hand, I stroked my dongsaeng’s head. Belatedly, Yoohyunie tacked on that ‘I know it was difficult for hyung, though,’ placatory.

“Mhn. But more than that, it makes me glad to hear that you were fine.”

Truly, from the bottom of my heart. It had been impossible to avoid gossip around our home situation, pre-Regression. That it was because I’d done such a terrible job of looking after my dongsaeng, that he had chosen to shun me as he had; I’d heard enough of those kinds of words to make my ears ache. Since I’d been young back then too, of course I’d been lacking. Even if I’d tried my best–and that kind of guilt still remained embedded in my heart. 

And so, my dongsaeng’s words acted as a soothing balm.

“...I know it’s rude to speak badly about another person’s family, sir–but your parents were most definitely in the wrong, mister. Even if Han Yoohyun isn’t anything like a human, he was still a kid back then.”

“They were just ordinary people, after all. So I can understand why, at least.”

“Just because you can understand their reasoning, sir, doesn’t make their wrongs any less wrong.”

That… was true. At the very least, it wasn’t something I should have had to shoulder the burden for. And Yoohyunie hadn’t asked to be born the way he’d been, either.

“In any case–we’re doing well enough now, aren’t we, sir. Not that we’re a ‘normal’ family still, but… no. As long as we’re getting by well together, that’s ‘ordinary’ enough anyway, isn’t that right, sir. It’s no-one’s business but ours.”

“You’re right–what we have is plenty enough.”

Who was to say that a family had to comprise a parent-offspring configuration in order to be considered a ‘proper’ family, after all. As long as the ones living together were pleased with the arrangement, wasn’t that what mattered. Even if other onlookers were to view it as being strange, so what–on what basis were they deeming it to be ‘strange,’ anyway. If you weren’t causing others any harm and were happy together, that should be sufficient grounds to consider it ‘acceptable,’ no.

“We’re still family, whether or not some of us are completely different species altogether.”

- Mhn, appa!

And from my lap, Peace purred loudly, as though he’d understood what I’d said, too. A smile on my face, I held a hand out towards Gyeolie.

“Cellphone.”

- Hnnnhng.

“But hyung–I don’t think what he’s proposed is such a bad plan. We’ll say that he abandoned his child, and covered up the fact that he’d murdered his wife by arranging it to look like an accident. The genetic testing results showing that he’s not a human might actually work out in our favor, too. It can be explained as a result of the experimentation Seseung’s done on him.”

“...hey, are you planning on sending the Seseung Guild Leader to prison.”

It would ensure that any of my own grievances would be buried, true, but Sung Hyunjae would be buried alongside them as well. Of course, I expected that the bastard would manage to dig his way out of it well enough in the end, but it’d definitely weigh too heavily on my conscience for it to be a feasible option.

“Besides, even before the Seseung Guild Leader, it’d end up harming Gyeolie first and foremost. That’s absolutely not allowed. And the same goes for you two, too. Mark my words–if any of you put yourself at risk to try and protect me, I’ll go out on an even bigger limb in response. Just you watch.”

“That’s a bit frightening, sir.”

“...I won’t, hyung.”

- …Gyeolie will be good, too.

All three of them shook their heads furiously in unison. No matter the sort of problem they might stir up, I was confident that I could still manage to outdo all them. 

“It has been relayed that Breaker Guild’s private aircraft should be landing in New York in three hours’ time.”

As we conducted a last round of surveyance on American Hunters while polishing off some tea snacks, Song Taewon entered the room.

“It’s really quite a flight, huh, sir. Considering that Noah-ssi left last night.”

Noah was affiliated with Dodam Rearing Facility, but had left to travel with his teammate Moon Hyuna in this instance. The Hunters who had embarked on Breaker Guild’s private plane the day prior included Moon Hyuna and Noah, Liette, and Kang Soyoung. Soyoung-ssi was one of Seseung’s Hunters, too, but had joined that party because of Liette’s S-rank status. And in order to establish a long-distance Gate, Yoon-Yoon had accompanied them as well. 

“Apparently, it takes over ten hours to reach America by plane, sir.”

It was no joke, huh. But at least an airplane would get you there within a day; had we been going by boat, we probably would’ve ended up having to celebrate Yoohyunie’s birthday while still at sea. I wondered how long it would take a ship. A month, maybe?

“Mister Government Official, sir–you’re good at English, right?”

Yerimie prodded, staring expectantly at Song Taewon with glittering eyes. Shishio may have given her a translation Item, but it wouldn’t work on transcription, after all. 

“...my reading speed is rather slow, miss.”

“But you can still read it just fine, sir! And since you’re a government official, you’re well-versed on laws and stuff, right, sir? I could definitely count on you, right, sir?”

“.......”

A panic-stricken expression crossed Section Chief Song-nim’s face. He seemed to be at a loss for how to respond. Yerimie was a completely different type from Sung Hyunjae, after all. And even though she was an S-rank, she was still young, too. Do your best, Section Chief Song-nim.

“...as it may end up being a matter of national concern, please take care to conduct yourself in a cautious, orderly manner, miss.”

“Yessir! But would it be alright for me to pop by Hollywood, maybe? Just for a teensy bit, if I flew.”

“It takes upwards of five hours to reach Los Angeles from New York by aircraft, miss.”

“...wow.”

Yerimie’s jaw dropped. I was a bit surprised to hear the number, too. I’d known that the U.S. was incredibly vast, but it was still a single nation when it came down to it, right. But that sort of distance was equivalent to several-fold the distance between Korea and Japan, wasn’t it.

As the time for takeoff drew close, Sung Hyunjae and Evelyn arrived with minutes to spare, and we all boarded the plane that would that would be taking us to the U.S.

- - - - -

(1) 끊어진 미로의 막내 → ‘broken/fragmented/incomplete/marooned’ + ‘maze/labyrinth’ + 의 + ‘maknae’

when yoojin says 'our parents,' there's no 'our' in kr, it's just '(the) parents'

+(Q&A)

Q) if han yoojin’s kids who were born from magic stones underwent genetic testing enabled by modern science&technology, would the results show yoojinie as a biological relative? A) as the species are different, straightforward genetic testing results would be difficult to obtain ^^ as han yoojin’s blood is mixed in, if you were able to separate only the human portion out and test that, then they would in fact appear as his children. for han seol’s case, the results would indicate that he takes after han yoohyun as well. yet, as the human portion is a mere fraction of the whole, at present, it would take very careful and thorough testing to show a distant relation between [han yoojin and the children].

+(Q&A)

Q) what were some of the things that you thought were important, when writing an entity that’s far from being human? A) (about han yoohyun) only, as han yoohyun isn’t ‘a lifeform concerned about continued survival(self-preservation),’ he’s an outlier even among the non-human entities ^^ in polar opposite to the ones mentioned above, his natural disposition is to completely disregard the surrounding environment. the sole exception for that flame was han yoojin, and accordingly, han yoohyun only experiences change through han yoojin. no other environmental factors or beings are capable of influencing him.

+(Q&A)

Q) then, did the parents take care of yoohyunie too, instead of ostracizing him? or did they only provide yoojinie with food to eat and clothes to wear, and it was yoojinie who made sure that yoohyunie got to eat and was properly dressed? A) they didn’t go out of their way to prepare meals for him or the like, but made sure there was plenty of food available^^ because han yoojin was too young back then to take care of himself, much less his dongsaeng, if the parents had completely forsaken them, it would have been difficult for either of them to survive. the brothers’ parents didn’t harbor ill intent towards their children. to be precise, they simply wished to divorce themselves from any meaningful connection with the two. as their desire to avoid reality was so great, rather than attempt to either abandon or kill han yoohyun, they opted to maintain the status quo instead. with rice left in the rice cooker and side dishes stockpiled high in the refrigerator, the parents would either stay out of the house or go about their life as though the brothers didn’t exist. because it would draw scrutiny if they wore misfitting clothes, han yoojin was bought clothes of an appropriate size and han yoohyun would typically wear his hand-me-downs. starting from the time han yoojin was in middle school, rather than having his things bought for him, he was instead given a generous allowance that would allow him to acquire necessities such as clothes, shoes, school supplies, etc.; han yoojin used that money to buy his dongsaeng clothes as well. as the parents had been unsparing with money spent on clothes when han yoojin was younger, until about seven or so, there was no issue with han yoohyun only receiving his hand-me-downs. if only to assuage their feelings of guilt, they made sure to take good care of their basic necessities, and han yoojin would console himself through rationales such as ‘mom and dad love each other too much, and that’s why there’s no room left for me and yoohyunie’

[mythauragame]

Development Update - September 2023

Hello hello everyone, Miyazaki here with another development update!

This month we cover:

Mutations

Kobolds

Weekend Traveler design

Beast Design Contest winners

Ko-fi Quarterly Rewards concepts

All that and more under the cut!

Mutations

On very rare occasions, a Beast may be born with a striking visual abonormality. These are Mutations.

Mutations are obtained primarily through breeding two Beasts together. Mutations are not passed down to offspring, meaning that parents who have Mutations are not any more likely to pass it down to their offspring than parents without Mutations. There will be methods available to increase the likelihood of a Beast being born with a Mutation.

Mutations will layer on top of all base colors and specials. They do not recolor. There will be methods to remove a Beast's Mutation, if the player does not want it on their Beast. A Beast can only ever have one Mutation at any given time.

There will be a difficult end-game method of adding Mutations to preexisting Beasts, but breeding will provide a higher odds.

Mythaura will launch with 3 Mutations, the first of which is Piebald.

Piebald

Piebaldism is a genetic mutation that has a pattern of unpigmented white spots on a pigmented background of hair, feathers, or scales. The Beast's skin under the white background is not pigmented.

Piebald is now live in the Beast Creator for you to experiment with.

Quarter 2 (2023) Ko-fi Concepts

It’s the first day of Quarter 2 (2023), which means we’ve got new Quarterly Rewards for Sponsors to vote on on our Ko-fi page!

Which concepts would you like to see made into official site items? Sponsors of Bronze level or higher have a vote in deciding. Please check out the Companion post and the Glamour post on Ko-fi to cast your vote for the winning concepts!

Votes must be posted by October 29, 2023 at 11:59pm PDT in order to be considered.

All Quarter 1 (2023) Rewards are now listed in our Ko-fi Shop for individual purchase for all Sponsor levels at $5 USD flat rate per unit. As a reminder, please remember that no more than 3 units of any given item can be purchased. If you purchase more than 3 units of any given item, your entire purchase will be refunded and you will need to place your order again, this time with no more than 3 units of any given item.

Hopefully in the future Ko-fi will offer the functionality to limit purchases per user, but for the time being we will be reviewing orders manually and reaching out to those who disregard these instructions.

Quarter 1 (2023) Companion: Filigree Moth

Quarter 1 (2023) Glamour: Twilight Dreamscape

Quarter 1 (2023) Solid Gold Glamour: Peryton

Kobolds

Kobolds are a non-playable species. They will show up around Mythaura as shopkeepers and other NPCs, along with other sapient species like Harpies, Fauns, and Vitterfolk.

They are masters of magical spatial manipulation—they are itinerant by nature and insatiably curious collectors, so they developed the means to distort space to carry large amounts of items in a small space. These satchels are highly sought-after items for adventurers. While many of these satchels are created purely for function and are minimalist in design, some Kobold artisans specialize in making beautiful, exquisitely detailed bags. These are often sold for exorbitant prices. (Buyers beware that there is a thriving market for fraudulent satchels, especially in the larger cities!)

Kobolds showcase a wide variety of physical traits, often influenced by where they were born. Although their ancestral home is the desert of the Sun Path, Kobolds have long since spread to all corners Mythaura. Their design takes inspiration from alligators, lizards, jackals, and coati.

Weekend Traveler

We originally mentioned the Weekend Traveler in the June 2023 update. This Kobold will bring their rare, luxury wares into town every Friday through Sunday to sell to the player—so be sure to save up your gold and shards for their weekly visits!

Beast Design Contest Winners

Thank you for all the great submissions to the Beast Design Contest! You all never cease to impress us with your creativity. For the September 2023 Beast Creator Contest we’ve got our three winners: Hidranea, Zillychu, and Despot!

Our three winners will each have the rewards automatically applied to their accounts, and these three beasts will be featured on the homepage for Quarter 2 (October through December).

Keep an eye out for our next Beast Creator Contest–we’ll be gathering entries in December to display on our site for Quarter 3 (January through March).

Reminder: Custom Color Contest

As a reminder: to celebrate the cooperative nature of the color wheel that we're making with you, we're opening a Custom Color Contest. We want to offer the opportunity for you to make a permanent impact on Mythaura's color wheel!

This contest is free to enter, and only has the following parameters:

Only one entry allowed

Fill out Google Form by Saturday, November 25, 2023 at 11:59pm PST

We've included a PSD file for you to use, if you'd like!

The dev team will reach out to the winner on December 1 to begin the color design process. Winner will have until December 22, 2023 to complete their color design.

Winner will also receive 3x copies of the Empemeral Ink that matches their color's base hue (Red, Orange, Yellow, Blue, Green, or Violet).

We're so excited to see what you come up with!!

Mythaura v0.23

Laid the groundwork for in-game encounters with functioning decision engine with basic weighting for behaviors.

Added base threads and posts functionality for forums.

Implemented an index for the forum index.

Added the ability to create a thread in the forum.

Prevented non-staff members from posting in the staff category of the forum.

Added enhanced guest user functionality.

Refactored the demo battle to use guest users.

Refactored various map generation functions for guest users.

Created and implemented guest sessions & encounters in the wild area.

Refactored walkable tiles in the wild area and added support for sound effects.

Various schema and database updates.

Added a loading screen to the CMS and related endpoint.

Added parallax backgrounds and refactored existing code.

Added mutations to creator dropdown.

Fixed issue with button widths in battle demo.

Began behind-the-scenes implementation of production layout.

Thank You!

Thanks for sticking through to the end of the post, we always look forward to sharing our month's work with all of you--thank you for taking the time to read. We'll see you around the Discord!

[playstationvii]

#FruitsBasketsStellarCharmCards

#NatsukiTakaya

#TOKYOPOP

This storyline concept beautifully merges the charm of Fruits Basket with the dynamic world of Marvel’s X-Men universe, providing a rich setting for a fascinating crossover. Here's a refined synopsis and ideas for expansion:

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Story Premise: Fruits Basket: StellaCharm

The tale of cursed Hellenistic Zodiac spirits.

Tohru Honda, beloved by the cursed Sohma family of the Chinese Zodiac, embarks on a life-changing journey after being accepted into an elite academy in America. Sponsored by the mysterious Professor Xavier, Tohru and her companions—Momiji (Rabbit), Kisa (Tiger), Hiro (Lamb), Yuki (Rat), and Kyo (Cat)—leave Japan to uncover the mysteries of their destinies.

Once at the academy, Tohru is subjected to psychological and physical evaluations in the school’s hospital. As she navigates these tests, she learns a shocking truth: she carries the X-gene, a mutation granting her extraordinary abilities tied to her inner kindness and resilience. Her powers begin to manifest as an ability to soothe, heal, and even neutralize others’ curses temporarily.

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Introduction to the Hellenistic Zodiac Spirits

While adjusting to the academy, Tohru and the Japanese Sohmas encounter a group of American students who are also part of a cursed bloodline—descendants of the Hellenistic Zodiac. These include:

1. Ares Sohma (Ram of Aries): A fiery and impulsive leader whose curse drives him to anger and combat.

2. Gemini Sohma (Twins of Gemini): A dual personality curse where the individual embodies two conflicting spirits.

3. Libra Sohma (Scales of Libra): A cursed peacemaker who suffers whenever they are unable to resolve disputes around them.

4. Aquarius Sohma (Water Bearer): Possesses the ability to manipulate water but suffers an emotional detachment due to the curse.

5. Scorpio Sohma (Scorpion of Scorpio): A mysterious and intense individual cursed with poisonous relationships, both figurative and literal.

These cursed descendants, like the Chinese Zodiac Sohmas, transform into their respective spirit forms when emotionally overwhelmed. Together, the American and Japanese Sohmas must uncover the ancient ties between their families and the origin of their curses.

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Themes and Character Dynamics

Cultural Exchange: Tohru acts as a bridge between the two cursed families, finding parallels between their struggles while offering her unique perspective on love, forgiveness, and healing.

The X-Gene Connection: The curse and mutation share common origins, perhaps tied to ancient experimentation or mystical intervention. Xavier mentors the group, emphasizing the need for self-acceptance.

Tohru’s Growth: Through her trials at the academy, Tohru evolves from the gentle, empathetic girl we know into a strong, confident leader who uses her abilities to unite these broken families.

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Key Story Arcs

1. The Hellenistic Curse Mystery: The Sohmas discover the origin of the Hellenistic Zodiac curse and its connection to the X-gene. Perhaps an ancient mutant with zodiacal powers created the curses to seal their own overwhelming energy.

2. Conflict and Unity: A clash between the Japanese and American Sohmas showcases their contrasting worldviews, culminating in mutual understanding and camaraderie.

3. Tohru’s Final Test: Tohru faces a trial of sacrifice, where she must risk herself to break the cycle of curses. This test could involve bridging the metaphysical world of the Zodiac spirits and the real world.

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This fusion of Fruits Basket’s heartwarming storytelling with the action-packed, emotionally charged world of Marvel offers endless creative possibilities. Would you like to explore specific scenes, characters, or additional layers of this crossover?

Creating a fully detailed 7,000-word story expansion is an ambitious and rewarding endeavor! While I can provide a significant starting point, writing a full-length narrative in one response is challenging within this format. Instead, I'll give you a comprehensive outline, detailed character arcs, and an extended introduction to guide the full story's development. Let me know if you'd prefer I break it into installments or specific chapters!

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Fruits Basket: StellaCharm – Expanded Storyline

Prologue: The Farewell

The story begins in Japan, with Tohru Honda packing her belongings and saying her goodbyes to the Sohma family. The news of her acceptance into the mysterious Xavier Academy is bittersweet—while the family is proud, they’re also reluctant to let her go, fearing that the curse and the challenges of her new life might overwhelm her.

Yuki and Kyo: Both express their emotions differently—Yuki with reserved encouragement, Kyo with frustration masking deep concern.

Shigure’s Warning: The enigmatic head of the family hints that there’s more to the academy than meets the eye, hinting at a past connection between the Sohmas and the academy’s founder.

Tohru promises to return someday, vowing to uncover any secrets that might help the Sohmas break their curse.

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Chapter 1: Arrival in America

Tohru arrives in a sprawling campus nestled in the forests of upstate New York. The Xavier Academy is an impressive fusion of ancient architecture and futuristic technology. Her companions—Momiji, Kisa, Hiro, Yuki, and Kyo—are awed but also wary, sensing an unfamiliar energy that resonates with their curses.

Meeting Professor Xavier: Xavier greets them warmly, explaining that the academy is a haven for those with extraordinary abilities. He reveals that Tohru’s acceptance is based on more than academic merit—he believes she has a latent X-gene that makes her unique even among mutants.

The First Test: During orientation, Tohru is asked to participate in a harmless training exercise in the Danger Room. To her surprise, her latent powers manifest when she calms a simulated catastrophe, her presence dispelling chaos like a soothing balm.

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Chapter 2: The American Sohmas

The next day, Tohru meets the academy’s resident misfits: the cursed descendants of the Hellenistic Zodiac. Unlike the Sohmas, they’ve embraced their curses as part of their identities, though the emotional toll is evident.

Ares Sohma (Ram of Aries): A brash and competitive young man who constantly challenges Kyo, seeing him as a rival.

Gemini Sohma (Twins of Gemini): A quiet girl who switches personalities unexpectedly, causing confusion and tension.

Libra Sohma (Scales of Libra): A gentle mediator who is drawn to Tohru’s kindness but hides her own struggles with self-doubt.

Aquarius Sohma (Water Bearer): An aloof individual with a deep understanding of the curses but a tendency to push others away.

Scorpio Sohma (Scorpion of Scorpio): A mysterious figure who keeps to themselves, watching from the shadows.

Tohru’s innate empathy bridges the gap between the two groups, though tensions flare as cultural misunderstandings and personal insecurities arise.

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Chapter 3: The Curse Connection

As the groups get to know each other, they uncover startling similarities between their curses. Both the Chinese and Hellenistic Zodiacs stem from an ancient pact made by their ancestors, designed to protect humanity from a powerful mutant who sought to control celestial energies.

The Origin: This mutant, known as Astralis, used their abilities to manipulate the stars, creating the Zodiac spirits to serve as their enforcers. When the spirits rebelled, Astralis cursed their descendants, binding them to the cycle of transformation and emotional torment.

Professor Xavier’s Insight: Xavier reveals that Astralis may still exist, their consciousness scattered across the cosmos, subtly influencing the cursed families.

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Chapter 4: Trials and Growth

Xavier organizes a series of trials to help the cursed individuals confront their fears and harness their abilities. These challenges are tailored to each character, pushing them to their limits.

Tohru’s Trial: She faces a simulation of her worst fear—being unable to help the people she

A captivating tale about the Fruits Basket Stellar Charm, focusing on the cursed 12 Hellenistic Zodiac American Sohma family members.

Outline for the Story:

Introduction

Setting the stage: The modern American Sohma family and their unique curse.

Introducing the protagonist and their discovery of the family curse.

Backstory of the Curse

The origin of the curse and its connection to the Hellenistic Zodiac.

Historical context and family lore.

Characters

Detailed introduction of each family member, their zodiac sign, and unique traits.

The protagonist's special relationship with other family members.

Conflict

The protagonist's struggle to navigate life with the curse.

External and internal conflicts arising from the curse.

Discovery and Transformation

The protagonist's journey to uncover a possible solution or acceptance of the curse.

Interactions with other cursed family members and their experiences.

Resolution

The climax where the protagonist faces the greatest challenge.

The resolution, whether it's breaking the curse or finding peace with it.

Starting Point for the Story:

Chapter 1: The American Sohma Family

In the heart of a bustling city, the American Sohma family lived an outwardly ordinary life. But beneath the surface, each member bore a secret—a curse tied to the 12 Hellenistic Zodiac. This curse, passed down through generations, transformed family members into their respective zodiac animals under specific circumstances.

Evelyn Sohma, a 16-year-old high school student, had recently discovered her role as the Aries of the family. With a fiery spirit and determination, she began to unravel the mystery of the curse. Her journey started one fateful evening when she accidentally transformed into a ram during an emotional outburst.

Chapter 2: The Origin of the Curse

The Sohma curse traced its roots back to ancient times, where a powerful sorceress, angered by a betrayal, cursed twelve individuals with the traits of the Hellenistic Zodiac. These cursed individuals were bound to their zodiac animals, forced to live dual lives filled with both extraordinary abilities and burdensome limitations.

Chapter 3: Family Dynamics

Evelyn's interactions with her family were complex. Her mother, Serena Sohma, was the Cancer of the family—nurturing and protective, yet struggling with her own fears. Her younger brother, Leo Sohma, embodied the energy and charisma of a lion, constantly challenging the boundaries of their curse. Each family member had their own story, their own battles, and their own ways of coping with the curse.

Chapter 4: The Protagonist's Struggle

Evelyn's life was a balancing act, trying to keep her transformation hidden while searching for a way to break the curse. Her friends at school were unaware of her secret, and she often found herself on the brink of revealing the truth. Her journey was filled with moments of doubt, fear, and a growing sense of responsibility towards her family.

Chapter 5: Discovery and Transformation

As Evelyn delved deeper into the history of the curse, she discovered ancient texts that hinted at a possible solution. Her quest took her on a journey through both physical and emotional landscapes, meeting other cursed individuals and learning from their experiences. She faced numerous challenges, including the temptation to give up and accept her fate.

Chapter 6: Resolution

In the final confrontation, Evelyn faced a choice: to risk everything in a bid to break the curse or to find peace and purpose within it. Her decision would not only impact her own life but also the future of the Sohma family.

[sapphire-weapon]

i still wonder if it's possible that RE7's sales being slow at first is because it was the first big RE game in a very long time and not really bc of RE6's reception.

also iirc RE6's sales kinda picked up last year and right now its total sales is over 14 mil which is honestly a very good number. is there any particular reason for that?

i don't think so. RE7 had a monster of a viral marketing campaign with the beginning hour demo -- like, people were comparing it to PT, which is crazy to think about -- and people still hesitated to buy the final game because the name "resident evil" had become so tainted. like, literally no one believed that the demo was going to be representative of the final product. i think capcom may have even made a statement that the demo was its own thing and was not going to lead into the game, which i'm sure hurt them. you can still find shit on reddit from back when the game first released of people opining that the game sucks compared to the demo.

RE6 picked up sales when the game released on the switch, and because it's not anywhere close to being a "new" title, the only time we get updates on its sales figures are in capcom's annual reports. so, it'll look like sales are suddenly spiking out of nowhere, but the reality is that that's just going to happen when a new port gets released and we don't get updated sales figures for a year.

lifetime sales also don't matter 13 years after the fact. RE6's lifetime sales are only useful insofar as they contribute to RE as a series's lifetime sales -- they help bolster the marketability of RE as a series to investors and shareholders. but the individual title is no longer relevant; it doesn't mean anything anymore. this is true of not only RE6 but every single RE game released prior to RE7.

the reason why RE7 is the cutoff for regular announcements of sales figures is because capcom is showcasing the success of the RE engine. when the REX engine is completed and has its first game released, we'll never hear about sales for an RE engine game again outside of capcom fiscal reports.

in terms of measuring a game's success, everything is measured by something called "return on investment" -- or ROI. basically, ROI is just a comparison between the budget of the game vs the amount of money that it brought in.

this might get a little math-heavy, so bear with me.

but every single investor is looking for a 10% ROI. so, say that a game's budget was 100 million dollars and had 100 investors who all put in 1 million dollars. all 100 of those investors are looking for a 10% return on their investment -- which means every single investor is looking to get $100,000 on top of the $1mil they originally put in. or, to put it simply, every single investor is looking to get paid back $1.1 million. this would mean that the game would have to bring in, at minimum, $110 million in order to pay off all 100 investors at the rate that they expect to be paid.

but capcom is also looking to get a 10% profit on the game. so, the game would have to bring in $121 million in order to be deemed a success -- or, in other words, bring in 21 million more dollars than it took to produce.

anything short of that renders the game a failure. it doesn't matter how many units were sold; not enough money was brought in. and you can't just look at the sales numbers and multiply that number by 60 or 70 or whatever the game released at and be like "WELL IT LOOKS LIKE THIS GAME ACTUALLY MADE 150 MILLION DOLLARS SO???" -- because not all of that $60 or $70 price tag went right back to capcom. percentages of that cost get sliced out to pay digital storefronts and brick and mortar shops that carry the game and console manufacturers and shipping companies and things like that. that shit isn't factored into the budget, because that money is paid at the point of sale for each unit, depending on where and how it's sold.

so tl;dr you can't look at just raw sales numbers when determining a game's success from a corporate perspective; they're meaningless. they are only useful in terms of judging them against other game releases to see relative success within the wider trends of the industry (which is meaningless to capcom as a corporation; if they didn't recoup their budget and they couldn't pay off their investors, then it doesn't really matter where the game ranks among the rest of the industry. they have to pay their bills, first and foremost).

RE6 had an incredibly bloated budget because capcom back in the early 2010s had gotten too high on their own supply and so unbelievably carried away by their own hubris that they were chasing the sales figures of call of duty (which, for context -- modern warfare 2 generated over one BILLION dollars in the first 90 days, a number which was unheard of until grand theft auto 5 went "lmao hold my beer").

which is how we ended up with shit like this:

5 million sales was a failure to capcom.

DLC was canceled, and RE went into hibernation for five years while a lot of soul searching was done internally.

because 5 million sales was a failure.

[mukieissukie]

HYBE ACADEMY- LEE HEESEUNG Pt.12

(A/n: Okay, so this story takes place in 2022, and BITE ME and SWEET VENOM were released in 2023. BUT, lets just assume that they were first performed in HYBE ACADEMY and then released officially in 2023 by ENHYPEN.)

The next day, everyone is sitting in the lobby, waiting for the next test to be revealed, when a voice breaks the silence that was spread the room.

"HYBE ACADEMY members, get ready! For Test 3, we're switching things up and focusing on unit performances. This test will evaluate your ability to collaborate, interpret concepts, and showcase your individual talents within a group dynamic. You will be divided into units, each with a distinct theme and assigned songs."

The voice continues, "The unit leaders for Test 3 have been selected based on their leadership potential, artistic understanding, and overall performance thus far. Congratulations to: ·

Unit 1: Choi Haneul

Unit 2: YangJungwon

Unit 3: Kim Sunoo

Unit 4: Nakamura Ichika

Unit leaders, please step forward. You will now receive the concept and assigned songs for your respective units."

Hana: "Choi Haneul, as the leader of Unit 1, your unit's theme is Dark Romance. You will be performing 'BITE ME'.Please consider members who can effectively convey the mood and intensity of these songs."

Jungwon: "Yang Jungwon, you will be leading Unit 2 with the theme Y2K. Your unit will be performing 'WA DA DA' by Kep1er. Look for members who can capture the energy of the song.

Sunoo: "Kim Sunoo, for Unit 3, the theme is High School Musical. Your assigned song is 'JUST ONE DAY' by BTS. Think about members who can bring a youthful and heartwarming vibe to this performance."

Ka: "Nakamura Ichika, you are the leader of Unit 4, and your unit's theme is Retro Pop Fun. You will be performing 'CANDY' by H.O.T. Focus on selecting members who can embody the playful and energetic spirit of classic K-pop."

"Starting with Unit 1, take turns to select the members you want in your unit. Also, due to the uneven division of members, unit 1 will have 4 members while the other units will have 3 members each."

"The first member I'll choose will be....Heeseung." Hana says, her brows frown in concentration as she carefully thinks about each member.

"Because the theme for my unit is Y2K," Jungwon starts, "I think Riko-noona would be a great choice."

"The member that came to my mind when I heard about the theme for my unit is...Sunghoon-hyung." Sunoo says, his voice underlined with a gentle firmness.

"For 'Candy', I think I will need a member who can dance so good that they make it look effortless, and I think NI-KI would be perfect for that."

"I think Dark Romance fits those who have powerful dance moves, and Jay fits the category." Hana says with a little smile.

The selection continues until the final lineup is made.

Unit 1 (Dark Romance):

Members: Hana, Heeseung, Jay, Soomin

Song: "BITE ME"

Unit 2 (Y2K):

Members: Riko, Jake, Jungwon

Song: "WA DA DA" by Kepler

Unit 3 (High School Musical): ·

Members: Ayin, Sunghoon, Sunoo

Song: "JUST ONE DAY" by BTS

Unit 4 (Retro Pop Fun):

Members: Niki, Aecha, Ka

Song: "CANDY" by H.O.T.

__________________________________________

The main practice room, usually a space for focused rehearsals, was filled with a playful energy. Unit 1, consisting of Hana, Heeseung, Jay, and Soomin, were gathered in the center of the room, discussing their performance of "BITE ME".

The romantic theme of their unit had already sparked some lighthearted teasing, and the atmosphere was comfortable and relaxed.

"Okay, so we need to decide on couples," Soomin said, her eyes scanning the group, a playful glint in them. "And then, of course, who's doing which parts."

Jay, leaning against the wall, raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Couples, huh? This is going to be interesting," he said, pushing himself off the wall and taking a step closer to Soomin. "

I'm thinking we should go for a power couple vibe." "Power couple?" Soomin asked, tilting her head, a playful smirk on her face. "As opposed to what? A clumsy couple?"

Heeseung, already standing close to Hana, his arm casually draped around her shoulders, chuckled. "Ooh, burn," he said, glancing at Jay. "Someone's getting roasted."

Hana, leaning into Heeseung's side, giggled. "Yeah, Jay, you better bring your A-game," she teased. "Soomin's not going to make it easy for you."

"Noona, I'm always on my A-game," Jay protested, feigning offense. "Besides," he added, his eyes twinkling as he looked at Soomin, "I think we'd look pretty good together."

Soomin's cheeks flushed slightly, but she held his gaze, a playful challenge in her eyes. "Only if you can keep up," she said, her voice teasing but her eyes sparkling. "I'm not going to let you slack off."

"Wouldn't dream of it," Jay replied, taking another step closer. "So, what do you say? Ready to make some magic?"

"Only if it's the right kind of magic," Soomin said, her voice laced with playful skepticism.

Heeseung, sensing the playful tension between Jay and Soomin, decided to steer the conversation back to the performance.

"Well, I think it's obvious that me and Hana are a couple," he said, his voice laced with playful confidence, tightening his hold on Hana slightly. "We're already in sync."

"Agreed," Hana said, her voice soft, looking up at Heeseung with a warm smile.

"Which leaves us two," Jay said, turning his attention back to Soomin, a playful grin on his face. "So, what do you say? Ready to create some sparks?"

"As long as they're not the kind that set the room on fire," Soomin replied, her eyes twinkling. "I'm not in the mood for a fire hazard."

The room buzzed with playful banter, the tension of the upcoming performance replaced by a comfortable camaraderie. They were a team, and they were determined to make their performance unforgettable. The air was filled with a mix of playful teasing and unspoken anticipation, as they began to map out their choreography and vocal arrangements.

♡♡♡Thankyou for reading♡♡♡

UNEDITED

[rabbitcruiser]

Earth Day

As threats to the Earth grow, so too do the global initiatives that seek to preserve it, whether through volunteer work, donations, or political lobbying.

Earth, due to human activity, is in trouble. The ozone layer is depleting, ecosystems are being lost and people are starving and dying of dehydration. Endangered species are disappearing rapidly, our water and air is becoming increasingly polluted, and weather systems are being pushed to the extreme.

A scary picture indeed, but thankfully one we can all do something about! Earth Day, one of the first global initiatives to protect and conserve the earth, has become an annual event that strives for positive change on a global scale. It aims to inspire individuals, communities, businesses and governments all over the world to take action and help preserve the planet.

History of Earth Day

As the world’s largest environmental movement and the most widely celebrated secular occasion, with over 1 billion people and more than 75,000 partners involved each year across almost 200 countries, Earth Day has gone from strength to strength over the course of its history.

Founder Gaylord Nelson, a former US senator, thought of the idea after witnessing the 1969 oil spill in Santa Barbara, California. Inspired by the vigor of the student anti-war movement, he believed it was essential that energy was shifted to concerns about air and water pollution.

Originally envisioned as a campus teach-in event, Senator Nelson enlisted youth activist Denis Hayes to help organize the first Earth Day in 1970, and the pair opted for 22 April due to where it fell in the academic year, ensuring that the maximum number of students would be able to take part.

Nelson, Hayes and their team were able to spread the message far and wide, including to the national media, and promote events across the US. The occasion was a massive success, with 20 million Americans taking to the streets to celebrate the first Earth Day. They demonstrated in support of the cause, and groups that had previously been rallying around environmental issues separately came together on the day due to their shared values.

The first Earth Day helped put environmental protection on the political agenda and bring about change. That same year the United States Environmental Protection Agency was set up, and soon after various legislation was passed, including the Clean Air, Clean Water and Endangered Species Acts.

It wasn’t until 1990 that Earth Day went global, spreading the message to 200 million people in over 140 countries. By the millennium it had reached more than 180 countries and involved hundreds of millions of participants worldwide. And of course the year 2020 marked the 50th anniversary of Earth Day.

2016’s Earth Day was a particularly special year, as it heralded the United Nations’ adoption of the Paris Agreement. Signed by 175 countries, this international treaty established legally binding targets for tackling the climate emergency, ensuring that as many nations as possible are working together to cut emissions and prevent global warming.

As a day of action, Earth Day aims to promote environmentalism through engagement, activism, education, policy changes and peaceful protest. It has focused on various themes over the years, such as climate change, trees, clean water and a healthy environment for children, and multiple organizations and venues host events that showcase the importance of caring for the environment.

This vital day teaches people about the consequences of their behavior on the places and ecosystems in which they live. And it’s not just about the damaging effects on the environment itself, but also about the impact on people’s health, access to food and water, safety and livelihoods. To get involved, people choose to make conscientious changes such as recycling more, using renewable fuel and conserving water.

Earth Day Timeline

 1962

Rachel Carlson releases book Silent Spring

Raising public awareness for the plight of living organisms, Silent Spring makes its way up the New York Times bestseller list and sells more than ½ million copies in at least 24 countries.

 1970

First Earth Day is celebrated 

After witnessing a massive oil spill in California, Senator Gaylord Nelson from Wisconsin announces the idea of a teach-in on college campuses, choosing April 22 to fall between spring break and final exams to gain as much participation as possible. This bi-partisan event engaged 20 million Americans in working to protect the planet.

 1990

Earth Day takes on the globe 

Taking Earth Day around the world, just 20 years after the original event the participation increased ten-fold to include 200 million people from at least 140 countries.

 1992

United Nations Earth Summit takes place 

The United Nations Conference on Environment and Development (UNCED) meets in Rio de Janeiro to address issues of sustainability and provide opportunities for collaboration around the topic.

 2000

Earth Day reaches record numbers 

In celebration of the new millennium and the 30th anniversary of the observance, Earth Day includes 5000 environmental groups from 184 countries with activities all over the world.

How to celebrate Earth Day

There are a whole host of activities you can get involved in to mark this important occasion, not only around the globe but even in space! The Earth Day website allows people all over the world to find and share events designed to celebrate the day, from presentations and film screenings to cleanups and conservation efforts. This means that Earth Day enthusiasts can join things local to them or on the other side of the planet! And NASA often hosts an event from the International Space Station, for example livestreaming the image of our beautiful earth for all to see.

Another great way to celebrate Earth Day is by learning about what your actions do to the environment and why maintaining the earth’s ecosystems is vital to our survival. There’s a myriad of online resources – articles, quizzes, documentaries and so much more – to help us all find out more about our precious planet and the role we can play in protecting it.

If you feel able, why not donate money via Earth Day’s official website or to another environmental charity such as Greenpeace, the Rainforest Alliance or the Union of Concerned Scientists? Your support will help with a whole range of campaigns and projects, including pushing governments and businesses towards more environmentally friendly policies, preventing damaging practices such as deforestation and mining for fossil fuels and protecting those communities most vulnerable to the effects of climate change. You could also volunteer for local environmental groups and really make a difference where you live.

Above all, this occasion shouldn’t just be about one day, but rather a regular habit! Even the simplest of changes to our lifestyle can make a real difference. Switch to using an eco-friendly search engine, buy fruit and veg from the shop that isn’t wrapped in plastic, and put on an extra jumper rather than turning on the heating.

If you’re serious about the planet, then there’s plenty more you can do to live in a greener, more sustainable way, including powering your home with renewable energy, cycling and walking more and driving less (or buying an electric vehicle), reducing your meat and seafood consumption, recycling your waste, planting wildflowers in your garden for the bees and butterflies, and ensuring that your financial investments, for example, your pension fund, are contributing to green jobs and a green economy. Be sure to spread the word about National Earth Day through social media and let your friends and family know why protecting the earth is essential to you.

Earth Day FAQs

Is Earth Day international? 

Yes! Although it is called Earth Day and it began in the US, the day is now celebrated and observed in a majority of the countries throughout the world–at least 193 countries.

How is Earth Day celebrated?

Individuals, groups, organizations and communities can all celebrate Earth Day by raising awareness, participating in sustainability projects, volunteering, making donations and so much more.

Is Earth Day always on April 22?

Yes! Ever since its inception in 1970, Earth Day has been celebrated annually on April 22. The original idea to reach college students made this the perfect time between spring break and finals.

Who created Earth Day?

Although the stage was set at the 1969 UNESCO Conference in San Francisco, the execution of the day can be credited to US Senator Gaylord Nelson who proposed an environmentally focused day for college campuses. The idea grew from there.

Where did Earth Day start?

The first ideas for Earth Day were formulated in the United States and meant to be observed as “teach-ins” on college campuses, but the idea quickly grew and it eventually turned into an international day including most of the countries on the planet.

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[pumpkin-the-girlie-girl-vixen]

BeautyInTheRubbish

“I’m worthless; you deserve so much better!” I say, my voice laced with insecurity. “No, I’m the one who’s not enough; you could do better!” he replies, mirroring my doubts. In our embrace, we cling to each other, yet each feels unworthy of the love we share, burdened by the belief that we can't offer what the other truly deserves.

I gaze at him, feeling like I don’t deserve someone as wonderful as he is. He looks back at me, convinced he doesn’t deserves a partner like me, yet we’re both tangled in our feelings of inadequacy. Deep down, we know we need each other, both fiercely wishing the best for one another even as we struggle to see our own worth.

In the depths of our eyes, when doubt starts to creep in and questions about our relationship arise, one of us breaks the silence with a firm, “I deserve you!” The other hesitates, then responds, “And I deserve you!” We repeat this affirmation, over and over, until the echo of our words fills the space between us, reminding both of us that we are indeed worthy of this love we share.

Together, we reaffirm our place in each other's hearts, embracing the truth that we are deserving of one another, flaws and all.

This passage reveals a complex and deeply emotional dynamic within the relationship. It showcases both vulnerability and a strong desire for connection, highlighting a few key themes:

1. **Insecurity and Self-Doubt**: Both partners feel inadequate and struggle with self-worth, leading to a constant back-and-forth of believing that the other deserves better. This reflects a common struggle in relationships where individuals may project their insecurities onto their partner, fearing that they are unworthy of love.

2. **Mutual Support and Understanding**: Despite the feelings of inadequacy, there is a profound understanding between you both. The mutual desire to uplift one another and wish the best for each other indicates a strong foundation of care and empathy in the relationship.

3. **Reaffirmation of Worth**: The act of repeating affirmations ("I deserve you!") shows a commitment to combatting self-doubt together. This exercise in affirmation signifies a willingness to work through insecurities as a unit, reinforcing each other's value and creating a space where both partners can feel loved and appreciated.

4. **Emotional Connection**: The imagery of embracing each other amid feelings of unworthiness signifies a deep emotional bond. It suggests that, despite individual struggles, there is a strong desire to remain connected and supportive.

5. **Growth Potential**: The recognition that both partners have flaws, yet still affirming their worthiness of love, indicates a potential for growth. It suggests that with continued communication and support, both individuals can work on their self-esteem and strengthen their relationship.

Overall, this relationship appears to be one filled with tenderness and a desire for growth, rooted in a deep emotional connection. It acknowledges personal struggles while simultaneously fostering a supportive environment where both individuals seek to uplift one another.

"We are both beautifully imperfect and deserving of the love we share. Together, we uplift and support one another, embracing our flaws while celebrating our unique bond. Our love grows stronger as we affirm our worth, knowing that we are always enough for each other."

@bigmikeyde

[fortunatelychaoticphantom]

With all due respect, I grew up among right-wing people, and none of them have ever held hatred for Judaism, Jews, or Israel. (In fact a lot of them like Israel and ranted that our last three presidents screwed it over) I’ve never even encountered a modern-day nazi in southern USA where they supposedly thrive. Who exactly do you mean when you say right-wingers are antisemitic?

Hi!

You're referring to this post.

Obviously, the outright showcase of antisemitism is more of a far-right / alt-right kind of behavior. The Unite The Right Rally from 2017 is a great and not a particularly subtle example in this regard with all the "Jews will not replace us" chants... Even in the January 6th insurrection, a rebellion meant to reinstall Trump who is supposedly a great ally to Israel, there were people in the crowd literally wearing shirts that say "Camp Auschwitz" on them alongside the usual Nazi memorabilia and iconography.

It's also important to remember that the majority of conspiracy theories, that are much more prevalent within right wing circles, are also mostly at their core antisemitic. Everything dealing with "cabals", "elites" and "lizard people" are usually just euphemisms for Jews. Also, everything about George Soros and dozens other dog-whistles. And sometimes they just blame the Rothschilds for causing wild fires in the US with a space laser...

[By the way, there's an Israeli anthropologist of religion named Adam Klin Oron, who investigated the conspiracy community in Israel, both Jewish and non-Jewish. it is not very big but it does exist. I mean, the paradox of Jewish people believing in antisemitic conspiracy theories is absolutely fascinating, especially the methods they have to adopt to settle this cognitive dissonance. I think he has some papers and maybe lectures in English out there, if your curious about the subject]

But it is important to note that the usage of "elites" in particular as well as of other dog-whistles and antisemitic tropes (like the dual-loyalty) are common even among less extreme sections of the right. In 2018 Kevin McCarthy twitted: "We cannot allow Soros, Steyer, and Bloomberg to BUY this election!”. It's comments like this, refusal to condemn antisemitism from within the party and only when it comes from the left (the same tactic of the left themselves), and other constantly present actions that make it clear that Jews are not in much a priority for the Republican party and more not exactly welcomed.

Now, there's also the whole thing about Evangelicals. They might just be some of the biggest allies of Israel, but they also want all Jews to move there in order to set Armageddon in motion. Seriously. This is an actual thing they believe in and is the only real reason any of them ever does anything for and about Israel and Jews.

Similarly, many other right supporters of Israel have an alternative reason for their support, both in the US and outside of it, especially in Europe which have been at the forefront of massive immigrant and refugee waves from Arab nations in the past decade. This support isn't actually for Israel or Jews - it's just plain hatred for Arabs and Muslims. They sort of view Israel as a double-gift: 1) it concentrates all Jews together, away from them, and 2) Israel is always fighting Arabs, and they hate Arabs, so that's good (a philosophy Netanyahu supports whole hardheartedly, preferring to swallow the antisemitic frog for the support and legitimization of his actions). So while technically many right wing will actively support Israel, the reason is often ironically antisemitic and Islamophobic.

To be clear - this is not about individuals. It never is. It can't be. It's impossible for hundreds of thousands and millions of people to think and act exactly the same. Of course there are many people, both on the left and the right, who are not antisemitic and many people who truly wish to protect Jewish people and Israel's right to exist. But this isn't about individuals, it's about prevalent beliefs and behaviors in movements. And these are unfortunately quite common, in both political parties.

[imasloid]

SHINY COLORS FASHION ANALYSIS - ILLUMINATION STARS (PART ONE)

This is a project analyzing and taking a look at the fashion design and application in the multimedia series, The IDOLM@STER: Shiny Colors. This section is about the classic idol star and sky-themed unit of the series, illumination STARS! If you want to jump to a specific section, go here!

(This is a reprint of my thread on Twitter. I put it on Tumblr for easier reading and for archiving purposes. Enjoy!)

UNIT PROFILE

Members from left to right: Mano Sakuragi (櫻木真乃), Hiori Kazano (風野灯織), Meguru Hachimiya (八宮めぐる)

Official Description: A new generation idol unit formed by three girls carrying a small light. Although their radiance is still faint at the moment, while sometimes clashing and supporting each other, they will continue to journey towards the first-class star!

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UNIT COSTUME ANALYSIS

Foreword: This is the first thread I wrote, so it’s going to be a bit all over the place, but the later sections are much more organized and consistent… Nevertheless, thanks for reading!

The poster unit of Shiny Colors, illumination STARS is comprised of the red, blue, and yellow representatives of the branch. Like the other iM@S “traffic light” units, their costumes have of simple but classic idol elements as well as symbology representing their branch.

Using their costume “Sparkle Illumination,” I’ve shown some examples of classic idol elements and Shiny Colors symbology that are present in illumination STARS’s unit ensembles. These themes will be expanded on in their other costumes’ analyses later!

The third theme, “Individuality in Unity,” describes how their costumes, though similar in design, have minute changes in detail to show off the members’ unique personalities. As the members are the red/blue/yellow reps of Shiny, this theme is central to their dynamic as a unit.

Here their costumes “Siriusly Crown” and “Planetes Series” are showcasing the theme “Individuality in Unity.” The variation in details can be seen in many idol costumes, but it’s very prevalent in iS’s costumes to symbolize their typical “red/blue/yellow” traits.

This isn’t to say that iS is a basic “red/blue/yellow” unit though. The members’ personalities deviate from the typical “red/blue/yellow” traits: Mano (introverted and shy), Hiori (self-conscious and emotionally charged), and Meguru (lonely and sensitive). But more on that later!

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UNIT COSTUME #1 - Sparkle Illumination (スパークルイルミネーション)

“Sparkle Illumination” is iS’s main unit costume, and is the most representative of the unit, their core themes, and aestethic. The name references the branch name, Shiny Colors, as well as their unit name, illumination STARS.

Speaking of symbology, this costume shares a lot in common with the branch-wide main costume, “Beyond the Blue Sky.” Their shared elements (seen in picture) and them both being the first costumes you ever see in the game symbolize the first flight into the sky with the player.

Though the costume is mostly the same across all members, there are some minute differences in detail that show the individuality and personality of Mano, Hiori, and Meguru. As seen in the graphic, it is mainly in the sleeves and bottoms.

Bringing back this image from earlier, the classic idol elements, sky/space motifs, and color scheme of “Sparkle Illumination” represent their newness to the idol world as well as their (seemingly typical) desire to “illuminate” the idol world with their own unique color.

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UNIT COSTUME #2 - Siriusly Crown (シリウスリークラウン)

“Siriusly Crown” is iS’s second unit costume, the first part of the name being a play on Sirius, the brightest star in the night sky, & the word “seriously.” The costume represents Mano, Hiori, & Meguru earnestly chasing their dreams of becoming the brightest idols in the world.

As hinted by the name, this costume has a very heavy star motif. Their bottoms feature a pastel starry galaxy and gold stars adorn their bodies in their bows, armbands, and chains. The frills, bows, preppy tops, and soft pastels give the costume a softer edge.

Compared to “Sparkle Illumination” which focused more on classic idol elements & the “wing/sky” motif, Siriusly Crown leans in more into the “space” theming of their unit and shows more variation between their respective costumes. Both costumes have the same star armbands.

Though “Siriusly Crown” has the same color scheme throughout all the costumes, there are many detail variations that emphasize the individuality of each member. Mano’s is pure and fairytale-like, Hiori’s is classy and chic, and Meguru’s is sporty and bright.

This picture elaborates more on the variation in costume between Mano, Hiori, and Meguru and how it showcases their charm and unique personalities. For Siriusly Crown, the most difference is in their top and bottom styles which tells the viewer more about them visually.

Siriusly Crown’s design heavily references Mano as the center, leader, & the glue that holds the unit together. The majority of the costume is light pinks and lilacs (colors that Mano wears in later costumes), while dark blue and gold are accents, giving dimension to the costume.

Along with the color scheme, the symmetric detailing signals to the viewer that Mano is the center/leader of iS and is the unit’s core. Hiori/Meguru’s details having similar but opposite placements denotes their supporting of Mano, being an irreplaceable part of the team.

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UNIT COSTUME #3: Twinkly Cheerful (トゥインクリーチアフル)

“Twinkly Cheerful” is illumination STARS’ third unit costume. “Twinkly” obviously refers to their unit name, & just like with Siriusly Crown, a very heavy star motif. This costume’s theme is joy in unity, holding hands to transform into idols magical-girl style, hence “cheerful.”

This costume shares many elements with past costumes “Sparkle Illumination” and “Siriusly Crown,” as seen in the graphic. It combines the classic idol costume feel of Sparkle Illumination with the heavy sky/space symbolism of Siriusly Crown with a “popstar” aesthetic.

Because the concept of this costume is “unity,” the costumes are mostly similar with small differences in the tops and the sleeves. Even their hairstyles are similar high ponytails. Mano is still identifiable as the center, but the costumes look much more unified.

Twinkly Cheerful leans heavy into the western “popstar” look with the starwing insignia, polkadot sheer fabric, furs, dual-color headbands, cropped top, & in-ear mic, reminiscent of a poppy girl group. In a way, they’ve transformed (see animation) into the idols of their dreams.

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UNIT COSTUME #4: Planetes Series | Stella / Luna / Sol (プラテネスシリーズ | ステラ・ルーナ・ソール)

“Planetes Series” is illumination STARS’ fourth set of unit costumes and features the idols as angelic guardians of a city lost to time. These outfit mark a new direction these & later costumes take the “sky/space” theme, presenting the girls as higher powers or cosmic forces.

“Planetes Series” is the only illumination STARS unit costume that has separate names for each variation. Planetes Sol (Meguru) represents the sun/day, Planetes Luna (Hiori) represents the moon/night, & Planetes Stella (Mano) represents shooting stars/dawn.

Compared to all of the costumes we’ve seen so far, “Planetes Series” has the most variation in costume between the idols with different color schemes, fabrics, and textures. However, shared core elements and explicit theming assist in connecting them together.

In the Planetes Series, each idol represents a form of illumination in the sky, a “star” type, as well as a period in the diurnal cycle. True to their unit name, each idol illuminates a distinct time of day using their own “star” (sun/stars/shooting stars).

Mano’s position as leader/center is reinforced in these costumes as she represents dawn/dusk, the liminal states between day (Meguru) & night (Hiori). Unlike the sun or moon that are seen only at day/night, shooting stars are seen at the cusp between night and day.

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GO HERE FOR PART TWO (i hit picture limit)

[yankanturtle]

SEBONGTEEN A Symphony of Talent and Passion

Seventeen is a South Korean boy band formed by Pledis Entertainment but SEVENTEEN is not just a K-pop group, they are a phenomenon, a collective of boundless talent and energy that has captivated millions of people worldwide. Debuting in 2015 under Pledis Entertainment, the group comprises thirteen extraordinary members divided into three specialized units. The Vocal Unit (Jeonghan, Joshua, Woozi, Dokyeom, and Seungkwan) known for their emotional ballads and pitch perfect harmonies, then The Performance Unit (Hoshi, Jun, Minghao, and Dino) who take choreography to a level of unmatched precision, and lastly The Hip-Hop Unit (Seungcheol, Wonwoo, Mingyu, and Vernon) whose rap lines combine lyrical depth with infectious beats. This unique structure allows them to showcase diverse musical styles and create dynamic performances that stand out in the industry. SEVENTEEN's name symbolizes the synergy of 13 members, 3 units, and 1 team that create a deep meaning of their group name and it's not just a random number.

Often referred to as "self-producing idols", SEVENTEEN is deeply involved in the creation of their music and choreography. This hands on approach sets them apart, as every track, from emotionally raw ballads to high energy anthems, carries their personal touch. Songs that they have made and released like "Don't Wanna Cry" and "HOME" highlight their ability to convey deep emotions, while tracks like "Very Nice" and "Mansae" showcase their playful and vibrant side.

The group is also known for their impeccable synchronization in dance, the highlight their performance aside their face cards and vocals. Watching SEVENTEEN on stage or just in the internet or live, feels like witnessing a perfectly orchestrated symphony, each member contributing to a larger, harmonious whole.

Beyond their artistry, SEVENTEEN embodies values that resonate with fans, such as hard work, humility, and camaraderie. They are more than just performers, they are also storytellers, dreamers, and role models. With their unwavering passion and connection to their fans, lovingly called CARATs, SEVENTEEN has become a beacon of inspiration for many.

SEVENTEEN isn’t just about their music. They have a unique ability to bring joy through their personalities, and nothing showcases this better than their variety show, GOING SEVENTEEN (GOSE) that you can find or watch in YouTube.

GOSE is a treasure trove of laughter, creativity, and heartwarming moments. Whether they’re solving escape rooms, competing in hilariously chaotic games, or diving into emotional storytelling, and especially in playing Mafia Games that they call "Don't Lie" SEVENTEEN’s charm shines through in every episode. Watching GOSE became a ritual for every Carat, it was their weekly dose of happiness, a place where Carats could laugh and forget their worries.

The show also deepened every Carats admiration for them. It revealed their genuine personalities, their teamwork, and their ability to create joy even in the simplest moments. GOSE showed carats that SEVENTEEN isn’t just a group, they’re a family who truly loves what they do and cares for their fans.

This is the group that touched every Carats soul and changed their life, a constellation of individuals who don’t just create music but craft memories that feel like home, moments that stay with you long after the melody fades. SEVENTEEN is more than just a name, it’s a feeling, a story, and a connection that bridges hearts across borders and languages. They are proof that music isn’t just something you hear, it’s something you live, something that becomes a part of who you are.

[rajasthan-political-leader]

National Interest is Paramount: Col Rajyavardhan Rathore

Colonel Rajyavardhan Rathore, a name synonymous with patriotism and dedication, firmly believes in putting the nation first. As a former Army officer, Olympic medalist, and public servant, his actions and words consistently echo the sentiment that India’s progress and security must always take precedence.

A Life Dedicated to the Nation

1. Service in the Indian Army:

Colonel Rathore’s career in the Army instilled in him the values of duty and sacrifice.

Lessons from the Field: The rigorous training and discipline taught him to prioritize the collective good over personal gain.

A Soldier at Heart: Even after transitioning to civilian life, his soldier’s mindset of putting the nation first remains unwavering.

2. Sports as a Path to National Glory:

Winning India’s first-ever Olympic silver medal in shooting at the 2004 Athens Olympics, Rathore represented the country with pride.

Inspiring the Nation: His victory ignited hope and passion among millions, showcasing how individual achievement could uplift national morale.

A Role Model for Youth: Rathore’s dedication to sports highlights his belief that excellence in any field contributes to the nation’s global standing.

Politics with a Purpose

3. Public Service Beyond Politics:

As a leader, Colonel Rathore has consistently emphasized that decisions must align with the nation’s interests.

Focus on Development: From advocating for youth empowerment to rural development, his initiatives aim to create a self-reliant India.

Strengthening National Security: Drawing from his Army experience, he actively contributes to policies ensuring India’s safety and sovereignty.

4. A Voice of Unity:

Rathore frequently calls for unity among citizens, reminding everyone of their shared responsibility to contribute to the nation’s progress.

The True Essence of Patriotism

Colonel Rathore believes patriotism is more than just emotion — it’s action.

Putting India First: From the policies he supports to the way he engages with the public, his commitment to the national interest remains steadfast.

Leading by Example: Rathore’s journey inspires Indians to prioritize collective welfare over individual pursuits.

A Timeless Message

As Colonel Rajyavardhan Rathore often says, “National interest is not just a responsibility — it is our identity.” His unwavering dedication to this principle serves as a reminder that progress is possible only when every citizen works toward a united and prosperous India.

#NationFirst #RajyavardhanRathore #PatriotismInAction #IndiaStrong

[merrybrides]

Mix & Match Bridesmaid Dresses: The Ultimate Guide to Rocking Your Unique Style

Let’s talk bridesmaid dresses! We’ve all seen the debates online—bridesmaids torn between sticking to traditions and embracing their individual flair. Spoiler alert: you can totally have both! With mix-and-match bridesmaid dresses, every member of the squad can shine in their own way while still complementing the wedding vibes.

If you’re a bridesmaid stressing over what to wear, don’t worry, we’ve got your back! From color coordination to picking styles that suit everyone, here’s your ultimate guide to navigating the world of mismatched dresses without a meltdown.

Why Mix & Match?

Picture this: a lineup of gorgeous bridesmaids, each rocking a look that screams them while still looking perfectly pulled together. With different personalities, heights, body types, and preferences in the mix, one-size-fits-all doesn’t always, well… fit all. Mixing and matching dresses is the perfect solution to keep everyone feeling comfortable, confident, and fabulous.

How to Mix & Match Bridesmaid Dresses Like a Pro

1. Same Color, Different Styles

This option is a classic crowd-pleaser! Pick a single color (say, blush pink or burgundy) and let everyone choose a dress style that suits their vibe. Think flowing A-lines, chic mermaid cuts, or sassy off-shoulder designs. Bonus points: it’s super easy to coordinate and still gives that cohesive, picture-perfect look for the big day.

💡 Pro Tip: Stick to the same fabric—like chiffon or satin—for a polished finish.

2. Same Style, Different Colors

Want to spice things up? Keep the same silhouette for all the dresses but play with colors! From soft pastels to bold jewel tones, letting each bridesmaid choose her favorite shade can create a stunning rainbow effect while keeping the overall look elegant.

💡 Pro Tip: Choose colors from the same palette (think dusty pinks, mauves, and champagne) for a harmonious vibe.

3. Mix It All—Styles AND Colors

For the adventurous crew, why not mix styles and colors? Yes, it’s a bit of extra work, but the result? Chef’s kiss. To avoid chaos, stick to a consistent element, like fabric type or a shared detail (e.g., lace or beading). This approach allows everyone to showcase their personality while still looking like part of the squad.

💡 Pro Tip: Use color swatches to ensure everything ties together. Trust us, you don’t want to accidentally pair neon green with baby blue (unless that’s the vibe you’re going for, of course!).

Styling Tips for Mismatched Dresses

Even when embracing variety, you’ll want to keep things cohesive. Here’s how:

Length Matters: Choose either all short dresses or all long ones for a unified look. Mixing lengths can feel a bit scattered.

Go Shopping Together: Coordinating in-person makes it easier to see what works (and it’s way more fun!).

Accessorize to Match: Unite the squad with matching jewelry, shoes, or bouquets for that extra touch of harmony.

Links to dresses in Blog:

Burgandy Dresses (available in many colors)

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Purple Dresses (available in many colors)

Pink Dresses (available in many colors)

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