#I'm in a getaway queue

[callistawolf]

he's so cute here, honestly one of my favorite scenes of his, just cuz he looks so ... happy, character: Sylus, game: Love and Deepspace,

秦彻，我发现只要你想要保护一个东西，总能保护得很好。 Sylus, I’ve noticed that whenever you want to protect something, you always make sure you protect it well. Love and Deepspace (2024), dev. Infold Games

[gretagerwigsmuse]

One thing I absolutely love about Bradley and Smart Aleck is how whenever she rides his thigh, he bounces her a little, and that just makes her lose it 🫠

Like, I can see Smart Aleck sitting on his lap while in front of his friends, and him just randomly bouncing his lap and she has to take a moment before saying or doing anything. She would be a mess by the end of the night.

Also, in your Christmas party fic, Bradley mentioned using the Theragun as a vibrator. Imagine him bringing it out and just surprising Smart Aleck with it (I've never used a Theragun, I have only seen it online so I'm not sure if this is completely correct)

this took me a minute to reply to because i wanted to actually write something for you! i was actually in a meeting at work when i first saw the message preview on my lock screen and i stg i was blushinggg so hard 🤭 because my god what a delicious thought!

yes! he’d bounce her just a little, like just enough to get a reaction out of her and get a little whimper out of her. to your point i could picture them in the hard deck and it’s a big deal that she came out with them? more below!

but also the theragun would actually hurt which is something bradley would realize the second he turned his on to even the lowest setting haha. though i do think that he’d randomly be like ‘gun me’ and have her do his back/shoulders 🤭

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“well, look who decided to grace us with her presence this fine evening.”

jake looked even more smarmy than usual as you and bradley approached the group of pilots and partners holding court at a corner table. at the comment, bradley’s hands tightened where they were on your shoulders. it was a bit of a crush in the bar tonight, but he had guided you over without issue.

you completely ignored jake’s comment and his follow up about slumming it that night and greeted everyone - bob, callie, and natasha, as well as sarah costigan, whom jake had presumably dragged along. sarah even tossed you a kind smile in return. granted, she was still annoying and slightly condescending, but she wasn’t that bad. at least she didn’t head off to the jukebox and queue up hall & oates’ rich girl like jake did.

you let bradley slide into the circular booth before you and then sat on the end. being mr protective, bradley normally wouldn’t like having you sit at the end of the booth, but he knew you liked the space and ease of a quick getaway with a lot of people.

and it wasn’t that you didn’t like going to the hard deck. you just didn’t like how crowded and loud it could get on fridays and saturdays, which was when bradley’s friends tended to go. normally, the group would get together at the beach or go for a hike or even to another bar or someone’s house to hang out - and you always tried to attend - but their old standby was the hard deck and those were the nights you typically skipped.

you had been there about an hour when everything took a different turn. everyone was chatting and the music wasn’t too loud yet, and you were in a good mood, which was probably helped by the fact that you were on your third cosmo and bradley his fourth beer.

but then mickey and his girlfriend, cielo, showed up, which meant there were even more people crammed into the already crowded circular booth. you got up to give both cielo and mickey a hug and then the two of them sat down on the other side of the booth. which in turn meant everyone scooted down further towards your side.

scratch that - your side was gone.

all that was left was a sliver of space for maybe one of your bare thighs to find itself plastered against the warm vinyl upholstery. bradley quickly noticed your distress and pulled you half onto his lap. he barely broke his stride, so focused was he on his conversation with bob and callie. or so you thought.

the way he had manhandled you onto his lap was done with little consideration to your pink dress - the same pink dress from your first date some eighteen months ago - and it bunched up between your ass and bradley’s jeans. you sucked in a breath.

oh.

you were still covered, still safe from any risk of indecent exposure, but oh it felt nice having your bare skin brush against bradley’s jeans. the jeans that were stretched across his big, strong, broad thighs. did he realize? did he know?

it was nice sitting on his lap; you were content, happy, warm. safe. it wasn’t something you’d ever done in front of other people before; normally, neither of you were this bold, but you weren’t yourself, it was too loud, too warm, too overwhelming in the hard deck. and bradley knew that. he knew you were fussy. he always knew when you needed to get out of your head.

a few minutes went by and you tuned into various conversations and groups, but you eventually focused back on your little group at the end of the booth with bradley, bob, and callie. they were talking about one of the college football games on earlier because bob was a big sec fan. at one point, the boys got so animated and bradley got so into gesturing with his hands that you slipped a little in his lap. and then -

and then bradley bounced you.

oh.

he bounced you on his thigh and tightened his arms around you to keep a better hold on you.

“sorry, kid,” he muttered in your ear and then went back to his conversation, completely unaware of the whimper you let out.

oh.

that felt nice. that felt good.

you loved when he bounced you on his thighs.

you loved when he let you ride his thighs.

see bradley liked when you’d have to work hard to get yourself off. sometimes, he made it a punishment. it was torture - he wouldn’t touch you and you’d have to work for your orgasm. you’d get so frustrated.

and once you’d finally reach your peak and your cum would streak across his thigh, he’d sink his fingers - his big, strong fingers - inside your cunt and you’d ride them for another round until you’d get rewarded with his cock.

this time the whimper you let out was a little louder, but still for bradley’s ears only.

“you okay, kid?” he bounced you again.

this time your legs spread a little wider under the table and you shifted in his lap. you were getting flustered, warm. surely the sweat was beading at the back of your neck, between your thighs -

“mmhmm, just slipped.” you took a huge sip of your cosmo, hoping to cool yourself down. god, this was so embarrassing. why were you getting like this? it was just a bounce. he hadn’t even meant to do it.

please don’t let him find out.

“yeah?” bradley bounced you again and your breath caught. “can’t have that - here.”

his thumbs dug into the tender flesh by your hips, anchoring you to him. you tried to shift, tried to squirm, but he wouldn’t budge.

“th-thanks.”

you took another sip of your cosmo. it was almost done, that had to be why you were reacting this way. three drinks normally made you tipsy, but not drunk, so it had to explain your flustered state and your heightened sense of arousal.

he knew. he had to know. he had to know how wet you were. how your pussy was clenching on nothing. how you wanted him to take you out of here and let you ride him in the car. maybe he’d finger you against the bronco like he did that night all those months ago?

bradley turned back to the group. “hey, why don’t you tell bob and callie about that project you’re kicking off at work?”

��oh. it’s not - it’s not really that exciting -”

“she’s lying,” bradley squeezed your hip, “come on, tell them about the project you’re presenting in london.”

callie gasped. “london? again? oh, i’m so jealous! how long are you going to be gone?”

“just a - a couple days. they’re scaling this project i did in the US for the EMEA market. just a - a presentation.”

somehow, when bob asked where you were staying and if you were doing anything fun while you were there, you managed to give a coherent answer. nearly coherent.

but then you turned the tables back on the two of them and asked if they were excited for their trip to see callie’s parents in bryn mawr. you didn’t know much about the area baring the fact that mary once went out there to interview for a teaching position, but that wouldn’t have mattered anyway since you could barely focus on the last minute details for callie’s sister’s wedding because of bradley’s stupid hands.

the first time he did it, you didn’t think much of it. okay so he took a sip of his beer and fiddled with the glass before he put his hand on your thigh. it was cold, no big deal.

but then he did it again when callie mentioned the gorgeous bridesmaids’ dresses. and again when bob praised callie’s speech draft. and again when they mentioned the welcome party on thursday was scheduled around the eagles’ game.

it was cold and you could feel your nipples hardening and your breath coming in faster and god - could everyone tell? did they notice? you didn’t want them to notice, you just wanted bradley to notice.

feeling bold, you tried to trap his cold hands between your thighs, but when bradley yanked his hand away, you almost lost your balance. and what else was he supposed to do but bounce you and get you settled back on his lap. he growled a warning in your ear.

oh god. you wanted it louder, you wanted it just for you. you weren’t wearing a bra, could anyone tell? you hoped bradley could tell.

you hoped bradley knew.

(you hoped daddy knew.)

the promise of what was to come was getting to be too much. you could have blamed it on the cosmos, the noise, the heat, the number of people, but it really was just one thing - bradley.

bob and callie were talking to natasha now, so it was just you and bradley at your end of the table.

“bubs?” you looked over your shoulder to meet bradley’s eyes and knew he was just as wrecked for you as you were him. “please?”

he cocked an eyebrow, looking entirely too smug. “aww sweetheart, why didn’t you just say you wanted to leave?” all the condescension did was make you want him more.

before you could respond, before you could try and say something clever, he cleared his throat and directed his next words to the entire table.

“‘think the kid and i are gonna head out.”

it only took a few moments to say your goodbyes - hugs from those who were easily able, waves to those who were not - and then you and bradley started meandering your way to the bar.

once again, after he paid your tab, bradley guided you out of the bar with his hands on your shoulders and a broad presence at your back. you whimpered at the thought of him inside you, your big, broad, beautiful boyfriend inside you, telling you that you were a good girl for him. such a good slut for him. for daddy.

it had been a couple months since you’d first said it - said daddy - but it still made your pussy clench and your heart beat wildly.

the moment you were out in the cool parking lot, you sighed back against his chest. the pulsating music that once felt too loud was now a calming presence as you got further away from the chaos.

“atta girl, you did such a good job with my teasing.” his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you close so you could feel how much he wanted you. “you ready for your reward?”

“yes, daddy.”

———————

half an hour later, on their way way out, bob, callie, and natasha didn’t even notice that bradley’s car was still in the parking lot even after the two of you had supposedly left.

they also didn’t notice that the windows were fogged up. or that one of your sandals was on the ground by the driver’s seat door. 🤭

[mdianasims]

Engagement getaway (part I)

Of course, it had to be Selvadorada. After being stuck in Ciudad Enamorada for so long, it was time for a more adventurous adventure. And Iker just wants to show off his jungle survival skills to Martina.

I figured it'd be nice to have a sort of scrapbook for the rest of Iker's journey. Sort of what he should have been doing while he was globetrotting. Of course, I'm not the best at editing, but I tried.

Also, I don't have a queue yet, so I have no idea when the next installment is ready.

[callistawolf]

character: Sylus, game: Love and Deepspace,

These frames from the main story always get me bad b/c they reveal just how much MC not remembering him affects Sylus, how deeply painful that fact it is to him. A reality that Sylus tries to conceal (perhaps even to himself) through acting smug/sarcastic, aloof, and even hostile towards MC for much of LAR. But those dark bags underneath his eyes tell their own story of sleepless nights — (or afternoons ig) — and inner torment. They are visible but silent proof of his pain.

Much like how he reverently caresses MC's wrist in an earlier chapter (the iconic scene we all know and love), or how stunned and gutted he is when the shopkeeper tells him that MC is disgusted by him, or how his tone shifts noticeably when he speaks to MC at the auction, the dark circles under his eyes is a way for the main story to let us know that Sylus loves MC deeply. And always has.

The hints were all there from the very start, even before Sylus' second myth made things more clear.

From the POV of Sylus, LAR was never the first chapter of an enemies to lovers story, but something far more tragic.

[likeabitchylamb]

i'm gonna ramble about my favorite characters in supernatural because it changes so much as the show goes on and each character is different in each season and with each writer. Like, Sam in the early seasons with the demon blood, his brand of daddy issues, his trying to be good but everyone including heaven is telling him he's nothing more than a demon blood-drinking vessel of Lucifer, and he'll sacrifice himself to save the world and stop the apocolapse. oh my god i think about that every five minutes. he's just a long, shaggy-haired, too-tall, and too-kind young man. he sees the best in everyone, and tries to redeem monsters when he can because if he can save them, he can save himself, right? and later on I think about the soulless sam and hallucinating lucifer and the ramifications of being in the cage for so long, and all that so often. but then... idk he has his moments from time to time, but it felt like his character finished and just needed a woman to pair off with because TV character arcs always end with characters marrying, but he didn't even properly get that? he married an off-screen woman after his actual love interest DIED!

then we get dean, who started out as the typical beer-loving cool womanizer dude who loves his family, his car, and hunting things. then he gets broken down as the show goes on into exploring his daddy issues, and it was never something i really fully loved until later on, mostly because the show was always so insistent on keeping his Cool Status at first. then he did and it was always so good. but the show always put a beer back in his hand, a gun in his pocket, and I always left the season feeling like there was more to be explored. he can yell, scream, and cry, but he was never allowed to truly grow from those experiences. he died a hunter, after explicitly showing that was the last thing he wanted.

casiel. oh my god i love castiel. he very quickly became my favorite character above sam with his lack of understanding social queues and his relationship with heaven. ohhhhhh my GOD his relationship with heaven. that scene at the bench where he's begging for clarification and a sign and for god to talk to him????? I'm sobbing. at times i felt like his character's arcs were forced, or his arc was too quick, or off-screen, but that's a by-product of the studio keeping him as a side character so misha had a max number of episodes to show up in. i really hate not seeing "starring: misha collins" because misha really is the heart of the character. just like everyone, but especially misha. he kept castiel around and brought him to life beyond what was expected and that was how it was from day fucking one of his portrayal. oh my god.

also, adam! because his bitterness and spite and hatred always felt So Real. imagine you're him, and your dad travels for his job, but comes to baseball games and he's nice and all. then he disappears and suddenly two men, kinda older than you, show up saying all sorts of crazy shit. they're your father's children from his first marriage before his wife died when they were super young -what?- and his job was hunting monsters -what the fuck?- and you're actually a dark secret in his life and they are fucking pissed cause he was such a shit dad to him -what the FUCK?- oh, and he's dead, killed by a demon -what the actual FUCK- then you get possessed by -get this- the archangel Michael and before you can even begin to properly process that angels exist and the apocolapse is happening because you're still reeling over the fact that your dad was a deadbeat to his two other children who were raised to hunt monsters and your family was like a vacation getaway for him so he can pretend to be normal instead of raising his two other children properly, but you can't think about THAT because oh my god sam took control of lucifer and dragged you and Michael, btw in the same body, down to the hell. but not normal hell, oh no, this is the cage where time is so much faster and you're there for hundreds of years and lucifer is torturing sam and it's awful and you're stuck there with Michael and wow, did he ever say goodbye to his mom (note: i forget if his mom is even alive or talked about, but i assume so) Then you get brought back, and of COURSE YOU HATE EVERYONE!!!

[peterpcrker]

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[callistawolf]

iconic, show: Lost,

Lost "The Lie"

[meadow-roses]

WIP! WIP! WIP!

please :D

:D :D :D

Here is a section from the second book of Felix's backstory, secret identity reveal jailbreak scenario :D

I chose this one mainly cause I've got some art for this scene coming up in my queue 😂

Uhhh Felix is not doing too hot, Grace is fighting down a panic attack, and Erin is being MVP like usual. It's a whumpy scenario lol

They were paused for the moment, tucked into an alcove that was storing some kind of generator. The bulky machine served not only as a visual buffer from the rest of the hallway, but also to drown out the noise of their hushed conversation.

Grace needed to catch her breath- a result of her stubbornly insisting that it only needed to take one person to carry him. Erin and Tychus were reviewing the map Erin had drawn over her arm, and coming to the conclusion that they were, in fact, lost.

Felix was slumped against the wall thinking about the fact that this would be a perfect time to be throwing up, since they were already at a stop, but there seemed to be nothing ready to come up yet.

Maybe this meant he was finally done.

They were discussing their getaway route, he realized, and none of them were familiar with the base's layout. Felix still had it memorized.

"Erin," he said, as loud as he could force his voice to go, "Where are you trying to get to?"

She looked up at him in surprise, then back down at her arm. "I don't exactly know. It was this room Tychus and I came across on our way to find you guys. There was a window in it I think we can use to get out so we can avoid doors with security cameras and coded locks. The problem is the hallways aren't adding up to my notes."

She sighed in defeat and sat on the floor next to him.

"Are you feeling better?"

He nodded.

"Can I see your notes? I might know where it is."

Erin seemed confused, but she complied, holding out her arm in front of him and tracing over the theoretical route with her finger as she explained.

Grace leaned in to join the conversation, one arm looped around Felix's torso to help him stay upright.

Felix listened closely, letting his body slump against her so he could put all his willpower into visualizing the route.

After Erin had finished, he nodded.

"Yeah, there's a hallway between these two that's not marked on the map, so we got mixed up when we took the first left instead of the second. The rest of the map looks pretty accurate."

"How do you know the layout so well?" Tychus demanded as Erin added in the missing hallway to her arm.

"I've been here before," Felix replied.

He realized that really didn't answer the question, but he was too exhausted to want to go into detail.

"I hope you're planning on explaining things later," Erin muttered.

Felix swallowed. "I- I'm sorry guys. For not telling you sooner."

Grace gave him a reassuring squeeze as Tychus turned away, shoving his hands into his pockets and biting down on the edge of his lip.

Erin watched him, concerned, then addressed Felix with a sigh.

"It's fine I guess. It's probably not something anyone would want to talk about. I'm just confused why none of this showed up on your government record at all."

"You looked up my record?" Felix asked with a hint of amusement in his tone.

"Yeah," Erin pouted.

[the-pm-edible]

Everybody gets at least 2 superpowers upon arrival on this planet.

You used to be able to choose them but since there are so many people now there's a big hat and you just pull 2 slips of paper.

Some people get Useful powers, like being able to always find a good parking space, or being able to pull an outfit or meal or product together at the drop of a hat, etc. Nothing like Super Strength or Laser Vision or Invisibility or anything big like that. Those powers got weeded out of the gene pool pretty early on, for obvious reasons. No, it's just stuff that is Useful, mostly, nowadays.

Unless you're the unfortunate recipient of Useless Superpowers.

Or worse: two of them.

That would be me, incidentally.

My Primary Superpower is the consistent/ persistent ability to hit every traffic light red. Every traffic light. And usually for tge full cycle.

I hit fresh red, is what I'm saying.

What I'm also saying is that you do not want me as the getaway driver for whatever heist you've got planned: it's guaranteed we'll get caught within 10 minutes only 3 blocks from the heist.

My Secondary Superpower seems to be always and unerringly choosing the absolutely s l o w e s t line (queue) in any place where there are >1 lines / queues.

Probably a spillover from my Primary, I guess.

Could be worse: at least I'm not the one who got Ability To Be The Biggest Asshole On The Planet or something odious like that.

[callistawolf]

I'm a gwynriel because I like gwyn and I think there's true potential for a great story with her and azriel. and i also don't hate elain, i love elain and really want to see her story with lucien.

I’m a gwynriel because I like gwyn not because I hate elain

[burronetta]

Last weekend, I was attempting to complete the "Adept Shape" achievement, and I thought that I could kill two birds with one stone by attempting the "Evil Incarnate" achievement - "In a public match, kill all 4 survivors with TIER III Evil Within." I didn't actually expect to complete both at the same time, but I figured you miss 100% of the shots you don't take, so why not take a crack at it?

Queue up, load into match, and I start immediately stalking my victims to tier up Evil Within. I hit Tier II in basically no time before any generators were completed. It took an obscenely lengthy period of time to gather enough stalking power to get to Tier III, and by the time I got there four gens had been completed. Next comes the tedious bit: following Survivors around until I could finish them one by one. There was an Ace Visconti in the match, however, who knew exactly what I was doing and he was dead last. Man jumped into a locker in an attempt to initiate a locker standoff. The moment he accrued one crow, I figured there was no way in hell he was just going to let me have this achievement. So I pulled him out, finished him, and moved to the next match.

Second verse, same as the first, except that I did manage to hook a couple of Survivors before hitting Tier III. These folks did manage to finish all the gens before I got to them. I got one, yoinked and slugged a Meg who was trying to open the gate, and finished the other two before grabbing the Meg. She must have figured she wasn't going to get out of the match alive, so she disconnected. (I felt exceptionally bad about that.) Thankfully, the bot wriggled off my shoulder as I wanted it to do and I gave chase, thinking this was going to be a victory at last!

But I had a horrible realization: Bots know where the hatch is. And this bot managed to outpace me right to the hatch and out of the trial. I was so infuriated I could barely play for the rest of the day.

I know that Infinite Tier III Myers is one of the most annoying and possibly disheartening experiences in DbD; I play Survivor too. I also don't expect the Survivors to just give me the achievement. I have to earn it, similarly to how I've been earning my Adept achievements. However, it's also very easy to give Infinite Tier III Myers the finger. So, I've made a resolution: as Survivor, if I come across Infinite Tier III Myers, I will hide in a locker to deny the kill, I will also try to escape and use "Head On" to stun him long enough for me to make a getaway. But if I have no more teammates, he's standing right outside of my locker, and I don't have "Head On" equipped, I'm just going to give him the kill. I don't even care if he's not going for the achievement. I've got more important things to do than to be an obnoxious twerp when it's that easy to give Myers the finger.

[leadershiplabspears]

A Lesson in Gratitude

There have been two instrumental people who gave me the chance to further my career at Cincinnati Children’s.

Vicky Robinette was the manager who hired me for the position in the clinics. She brought me on to her team, where I had no idea what the procedures were or what to do, but she took me under her wing and never hesitated to ask questions about my development or give me the space to learn on the go. I spent a year in that position, and I graduated from PAR I to PAR II and became a leader in the department and a trainer. When the opportunity arose to move into a different division in the department Vicky made it known to me that I was a vital member of the team and she was sorry to see me go but it was an opportunity to advance and create a new career pathway for myself and others like me.

Amanda was the manager who took a chance on me based on feedback from Vicky and my peers. She is my current manager and has developed me into a certified trainer and floater with oversight on multiple work queues and developing projects. Both of these managers are big mentors to me. They listen to their teams and develop processes based on our department’s care promises. Their leadership gives me a reason to wake up and happily do my job.

Vicky retired in 2023 and I made sure to show her my appreciation by sending her an e-card through our public corporate online recognition program and giving a general thank you but I also took another step to make sure she got a personalized thank you card listing my appreciation for her taking a chance on me and being present in my development in the position. I recognized that without her guidance and trust in me, I would not have been able to get to the position that I am today. She was also vital in me getting a “going away” party when I moved from the clinic to the business office so I made sure to send her a gift card for pizza for her to take her grandkids out to eat.

For Amanda, I join in with our entire team and gather together to show our appreciation every year by getting her a gift and gift cards for her and her husband and kids to go out for a nice dinner or getaway. I also make sure to personally thank her in our one-on-one for trusting me with projects and being a resource for our team members to ask questions and research for answers. She is always willing to help me with further career development, even if it ends up being somewhere outside of Children’s. I show my appreciation for that by letting her into my MBA journey and giving her feedback about where I see myself in the future, even though I’m not 100% sure what that might look like.

Giving recognition is something that I make a point to do every day. It gives such positive feedback to my peers and keeps us going even if we still aren’t sure of the scope of our position. The trust I have in these managers and the trust they see in me is something that I will cherish and look for in all of my future job searches.

In my own leadership, I need to make sure that I show appreciation for everyone I interact with by celebrating their victories, no matter how small or big. Celebrating the little wins gives us purpose and the motivation to continue even when things may seem impossible. I also want to stress my value of leading by example when it comes to being a leader and showing recognition. My job gives me a direct purpose for that because I can float to other WQs when they get overwhelming for my coworkers. I want to be that supportive leader that the people on my team can count on and I'm very satisfied that it is engrained into my position.

[shions-heart]

so i put the ships i'm currently feeling muse for into a random generator with that list of valentine's day prompts and i can already visualize the situations so well XD this is gonna be fun! i'll be posting them via queue leading up to valentine's day. i hope you enjoy them!

(list below the cut)

shiragoshi - [ cosy ] to cuddle up with them

yakulev - [ praise ] to shower them in compliments

sabigiyuu - [ company ] to hang out with them when neither have a date for the night

tensemi - [ unwind ] to chill out with them at the end of the day, in one another’s company

kuroken - [ lavish ] to take them on a date to an upscale establishment

hiruhoshi - [ getaway ] to travel somewhere new with them

semishira - [ sweet tooth ] to binge on candy with them

kyouhaba - [ pda ] to dote on them publicly

iwaoi - [ ring ] to propose

gentan - [ trope ] to do cliche things with them, just because

genmui - [ gift ] to treat them to something they’ve been eyeing for a while

yamanishi - [ admit ] to make a confession of love

inotan - [ adore ] to shower them with affection

kinkuni - [ dolled up ] to get them dressed up for a date

ushiten - [ bouquet ] to present them with a bunch of flowers

hidekane - [ bouquet ] to present them with a bunch of flowers

nezushi - [ adore ] to shower them with affection

reigisa - [ gift ] to treat them to something they’ve been eyeing for a while

sourin - [ lavish ] to take them on a date to an upscale establishment

makoharu - [ dolled up ] to get them dressed up for a date

[callistawolf]

I'm not done with the series, I'm only part way through Tower of Dawn but I totally agree. He's been on a journey. He's still on it, from my perspective. He didn't do anything super villainous, he just made some poor choices. Leave my boy Chaol alone.

[cottoncandywhispers]

i'm (still in 2023) obsessed with this kind of images

[h2jo]

wild + free 🦋