#also wont be making it tomorrow as there's another strike happening then [ill make a post on that later too btw]

[synthshenanigans]

there’s one on here currently and they’re bringing back up old controversy (jashshipping)

Yeaa I saw that. They also seem to post a bunch of CJ related things, so I might make the daily photos one since there isn't one for just CJ screenshots/photos

[natasha--jane]

The Verdant Queen

the verdant queen chapter one

(active movement) oli p.o.v. While looking over shado’s wounds i sigh, if Anatole's boat doesn't get here soon shado wont survive irregardless of what I've done for her wounds i realize dejectedly. I jump as a small hand taps my shoulder i look up to see Ishida’s fogged green eyes "raò me, wô de ài rén(what's wrong my love[Chinese]) I murmur tiredly. She goes to answer but is cut off by the sound of a boat engine coming close. "Russian.     good job my love" I turn to the children "Bleib hier! (stay here![German]) I order as I run toward the sound, going up the cliff face as fast as I can. The climb cutting my feet along the way. At the top I pull my bow line up one of my tar arrows light it take a breath and aim I release it along side my breath. I smile as the stacked debris goes up in flame with a foooom. 

As I see the boat turn to the island, I rush to the beach waving my arms. I fall to my knees in relief as the captain and his children disembark. We'll be all right the thought crosses my mind before I can smother it. against my better judgement hope flutters in my chest.  An older man comes over to me and holds out his hand pulling me up i’m surprised when he pulls me close, but I adapt and leaning into the comfort he is offering, closing my eyes for a moment allowing myself just a moment of assurance that he's real, then I pull back and say as clearly as i can manage "jiù jiù wô, ta shòu shang le (please please help me she won't wake[Chinese])" as I pull him along with me, his son and daughter follow us to the campsite. I gesture for the children to let them through giving a tired smile as I watch Alyssa and Tysa lead ishida away acting as her eyes. I wave to get Alyssa's attention to sign to her 'head to the beach' I turn to the young man who looks 16 "do you speak English" the boy nods "can you take them to the boat" he nods gesturing for the children to follow him and heads off, after they have gone i turn to the older man who is looking at me curious "why send them away" he asks gesturing to the direction of the children.

I point to shado "shes unconscious but will still voice her pain when i move her i try to spare the children what i can. my names Oliver queen she is shado my wife the little ones are Alyssa Tysa and Ishida. whats yours" i ask politely he answers "tt my son cc and my daughter ss she can help you move ms. shado she studies medical books and shes good with wounds." he offers gesturing to ss who nods and steps forwards. I shake my head "it'd be more helpful if you could go to the boat and collect some supplies and clear some space on the deck, so i can see to her wounds away form the children" ss nods and dashes off.

"Could you take the bag so i dint have to make two trips i’m quite eager to get off this island" i ask the older man he laughs a swings the bag over his shoulder. "as you should be" he murmurs i smile at his good humor and scoop up shado trying to avoid the burns that litter her chest back legs and arms, but touching them is unavoidable, resulting to me trying to ignore the pained moan. i try not to gag as i think of the fact that her wounds were still in that raw oozing stage of healing beneath the poultice beneath the bandages. As we walk down to the beach she moans again drawing my attention to her face and the poultice that adorns the left side of her face from her scalp down to her mid-cheek hiding beneath the non-assuming poultice is a brand that to this day i cant bare to look at it for more then it takes to change the bandage and poultice.

As we approach the boat i cant suppress the genuine smile of happiness as i see the children who are bundled up in blankets rice and tea on the table in front of them as cc flutters around with a box of baby wipes washing them up and fixing their hair. i laugh as they glare at him but allow it. i board with shado and see the tarp laid out on the deck i look to ss as she begins to speak  "I've disinfected the tarp with alcohol not preferred but what i had on hand you have three bowls all disinfected one empty, one with a honey aloe and//, and one with clean bottled water." i settle shado down on the tarp and look on as ss takes over removing the bandages being forced to soak them in places to remove them.

 i look to the older man as he pilots us away from li un yu. Then i look to ss she seems have shado’s care under control i head into the cabin to speak to tt. "What can i do to repay you and your children for your help" I ask quietly as i watch cc put tysa to bed Alyssa already asleep on the cot. "You don’t have to do that son. We aren't wealthy but we get by as we are" he murmurs shaking his head. I look away from cc feeding ishida by guiding his hand rather then treating him like an infant the action making me smile. "I must insist my family is quite wealthy back home and I would feel horrible not rewarding you and your children for what you've done for me and mine." I look to ss as she bandages shados face with a look of outrage on her face for shado and then to cc as he tucks Ishida between Tysa and Alyssa and covers them all, before heading to help ss with shado, he scoops her up and brings her into the cabin laying her on the second cot ss covering her with a blanket for modesty.

tt waves for cc to take over piloting the boat and leads me outside "I would feel uncomfortable taking money from you" he says looking out over the water. "What about a sponsor ship deal ill pay for them to go to school and pay you for their absence so you can hire help it wont just help your family but also the families of those you hire and after they complete school they can pay me back by working for me for a year at the end of the year they can decide whether or not they wish to continue or strike out on their own, would that work?" He looks shocked but nods, he turns to head into the cabin and i follow. "We'll be in range for our phone to work in a few hours, you can sleep until then if you need to." i nod and curl up on the third top cot.{kids on middle shado on bottom} -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------chapter one page two {flashback on the gambit oli p.o.v.} I’m sitting on the bed in my cabin room on the gambit packing my books into their waterproof bag along side my thumbnail cameras and their monitors when i hear the door open and Sarah enters i look up ready to ask if shes ready to go to bed only to stop short as i see her, shes shaking like a leaf. "Are you ok" i ask as i stand. She lunges at me collapsing into my arms. I quickly lower us to the bed pulling her close worried "I’m pregnant" she gasps out. I take a breath realizing why shes so shaken "and you don’t know-" she nods hiding her face in my chest "it could be yours or Tommy’s or .....or" she cuts herself off not wanting to put voice to the possibility of her greatest fear. /or Laurels/ i think the memories of that night rushing forward before i force them back with a shake of my head. i lean back so i can look her in the eye as i say "ill stand by you no matter what path you take. you know that don’t you?" i end it with a serious question she nods, wipes her face and takes a breath "i have no idea what to do about it so I’m putting it on the back burner for now put i had to tell you it was eating me up inside but until we’re done with this whole mess I’m ignoring it" she says gesturing to the bags as she stands. i nod as she heads to the bathroom to clean up and change. I stay back to finish tying my bags together rechecking the zip locks and water seals, as i do i see the flash from lighting go across the wall from outside and start counting automatically until i hear the thunder roll.

Trying to focus on the storm rather the the memories of the night Sarah’s child was conceived, I shake my head and look up as Sarah comes back in and sits beside me. We go over the plan again and settle in for the night both of us giddy for the plan to come to fruition tomorrow "so are you ready for this little bird i murmur into her hair as we lay there in the dark the storm raging out side. she thumps me in the nose for using that hated childhood nickname but nods in response twitching as another roll of thunder reverberates through our teeth. I reach for my left arm stroking my thumb over the dog tags i can feel sewn into the under side of the the worn leather as i do so i can `feel` my mark burn. then as i trace the pattern inlaid on the surface of the leather Sarah places her hand on mine  "are you ready to see him?" she asks gently while tapping the cobra and viper embossed resting beneath a hawk on the leather. i sigh uncertainly "I think so, but we wouldn’t be having to track them down in china if everything is alright so i have no idea if hes even ok much less if hell be happy to see me." She nods but responds in a steady voice "If he needs it you'll kick his ass and drag him home to his kids" i laugh bitterly "i wish i had your confidence in me" i feel her shake her head "its not confidence its surety of faith and certainty in knowing how you defend whats yours" thunder rolls and lightning flashes giving her words an unearthly heavy weight. we fall silent and drift off into a light doze.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------chapter on page two {active motion oli p.o.v.} I’m jarred awake by the boat coming to a stop. i get up and wake the children cc takes over and ushers the children off the boat and bundles them into the van while tt helps me off the boat as I’m carrying shado. ss starts the van as tt bundles me and shado into the back i zone out as ss drives and tt looks shado and i over, trusting tt ss and cc to care for us for a little while. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- chapter two page one {flashback oli p.o.v.} 3 days after last flashback i wake from yet another nightmare of Sarah’s death, a scream trapped in my throat. I turn to Sarah and shake her awake, something that has become easy to do since 'that night'. "Whats happening oli?" she asks blearily wiping sleep from her eyes. "DREAM" i answer simply, coldly as i get up and begin gathering my bags. she jumps from the bed quickly having learned to trust my dreams without question and grabbing the life jackets i point her to. She dons one as i finish tying my bags to the strap around my waist and straps the second one onto me as i tie her bag to her waist. we both look up as a hurried knock sounds at the door "come in" i call as i double check the ties and Sarah checks the buckles on the vests. The door opens and my father looks in "were turning the boat around the storms gotten to bad out here ok?" i nod and wave him off. Sarah lays a hand on my shoulder as i check everything a third time "somethings wrong isn’t it?" she asks worried. i nod and pull her into a tight hug knowing that she knows i cant put words to my dreams but knowing she knows that ill do my best to protect her. "you k-" I’m cut off by the boat jerking to the left hard a thunderous crash sounds through the boat reverberating through my bones cutting through the sound of the storm outside the boat jerks again throwing me to the bed and Sarah to the wall. i get up to get to Sarah but loose my grip on her hand as the boat is ripped apart and we are both plunged into the icy water. i begin treading water calling out for Sarah only to be pulled from the water and into a life raft. i look up to see my father pulling my bags from the water by the cord. I get up determined to get back in the water to find Sarah but my father pulls me back "shes gone oli shes gone" he murmurs into my hair. i try to lurch forward only for him to hit me in the head making the world go black.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------chapter two page two

{active movement oli p.o.v.} I come back to awareness with a jump as a hand touches my back I look up to see tt looking down at me "duì bù qî, wô yôudiàn tiào (sorry I'm a little jumpy[Chinese]) he nods and holds out his hand and helps me up out of the van, he looks at me with concern as the movement causes me to moan in pain as the wounds i have gathered over the last few days make themselves known. i brush off his concern with a shrug as i turn to the van and pull ishida out lifting him up on to my hip and watch ss copy this action with Alyssa and tysa grab her free hand smiling at Tysa’s refusal to be as she calls it babied knowing that those rules don’t apply to my cuddles at the end of the day. I look up at shados groan to see cc carefully pulling her out of the car tt runs ahead and comes back with nurses and a gurney we are shuffled into the hospital shado being taken into the back another nurse leads tt cc and ss to a waiting room and a doctor leads me and the children into an exam room.

[trebaolsmovingcastle]

are we all gonna die?

What? No, God no! I mean, we all die in the physical sense at some point, but if you mean in the near term...then no, heavens no!

I almost certainly won't die, I’m nearly unkillable.

So you’re probably afraid about Korea? Well, if you’re in North America, you’re as safe as a bug in a rug. There’s nearly zero chance that even if Kim  was able to load a nuclear weapon into his newest and longest range rocket, that it would successfully connect, let alone with the area you are in. These things are finite, they have hard numbers, and not a large number either.

If you’re in South Korea, well, arguably you’re chances go down some, but there’s still gonna be a likelihood you’d live.

A week ago the odds were at 50/50 with a war with North Korea, they probably aren’t better this week...but, we have to recall that despite the US no longer representing a rational actor, North Korea is. Meaning Japan is potentially not going to be targeted, at first...plus there’s the possibility that the US will do nothing because Trump is a big enough idiot to make threats, but not the type to follow through. Plus he would know the Chinese very deliberately said they’d retaliate if we did anything. Even Russia has a vested interest in us not doing anything. Korea likewise knows that if it uses nukes it can’t take it back, and will face retaliation. So if we don’t strike first we can reasonably expect Korea to keep being aggressive but pulling their punches.

If however you’re talking about automation or the coming economic/political crises of 2020-2030 well...you won’t die. Most people won’t die. The world won’t look like it does now, and it will probably look frightening and hazardous and unfair...but you’ll be alive.

Maybe you mean climate change? Well, you probably wont die, but I would worry about your grand kids.

But let’s stop and think, the likelihood that you yourself will die from the ills of the world in the near term is very low. You may not like what you see, your faith in yourself and the world will be challenged. Bad things will happen right before your eyes and you probably will have to make hard choices about yourself and what is okay and what isn’t. But you won’t die.

What you need, what everyone who has a soul needs, is hope. You can’t despair that the world is ended, that there is nowhere to go, that history, civilization, your life, is at its end. When you abandon hope you give a little more breathing room to the idea that it’s all going to end, and end badly.

Look around at all the bad things in the world and think about how the expectation is ‘it will just get worse’ the soul sapping idea that things will never get better, that it’s inevitable that they spiral into annihilation. A minority of people hijacked the country and do evil with it, and somehow it means that it’s all over.

Never! Not ever! Hope, you need hope, and to see around you the people who also hope, and will do the hard work of being alive, and saying ‘no’ to this world. The world isn’t impure, it isn’t wicked, it isn’t impossible to beat  back this sense of doom. The future does not just belong to fascists, to automation, to environmental collapse, it belongs to the meek, the unheard, the invisible, it belongs to the people who have fought since time immemorial to be seen as deserving of the rights of all humans as any white bureaucrat has.

Look to hope, look to the people who still believe it’s possible to stand against all of this despair and insist that they will keep trying. Take strength in the friends, neighbors, strangers who refuse to go quietly along with despair.

I loathe these short term outcomes, where you have to see our petty little President performing some disgusting speech, when you see more news, more evidence of coming demise. That isn’t all there is to reality, when asked, when presented with a choice, an opportunity to say no, I take it, I say there is another way. 

In the small moments between people, in casual conversation, on the street, when presented with the rot at the heart of society, I say no, I stand up, I say something, I do something, because someone needs me to. The world needs people to hope and say something, to resist. 

Don’t mistake this either, don’t throw your life away on a statement, live, be smart, live and do good, live and provide hope, because martyring yourself once may set a person in motion, but the world needs all of us to do more than rise up, extinguish ourselves to send a message, and hope it was received.

So think, be critical, consider, weigh, stand up and never back down when evil presents itself, but remember that tomorrow someone may need you, someone you haven’t met may need you to stand up for them, to stand with them.

So we won’t die, I won’t die, you won’t die. We may see war, but many, many will live, and the world will continue, and the choices will present themselves, choices in everyday life asking ‘do you hope, or do you despair?’ Choose hope!

[saturnmyg]

GANGSTA INTRO

Min yoongi x Mafia!reader

warnings : violence, drug abuse, cussing 

genre: angst, fluff, romance, drama

word count: 1,624

character profile 

summary: Min yoongi aka Agust D an underground rapper on the come up , finds y/n outside of a club hurt and on the verge on passing out, little did he know saving her would turn his world upside down

AN: hey hey hey! this is my first bts x reader fic i’m kinda excited!!!, english is not my first language so please be nice with the critic! i had my friend matt proof read this so to make sure that i didn’t make any mistakes. this is going to be be multi chaptered, ill try to update once and if i can twice a week so i still have time to write one shots! also this one is more of an introduction but there is a teeny bit of yoongi x reader interaction at the end of this fic. hope you have fun reading this- sora 

@josh-the-smol-bean-dun wanted me to tag them when the chapter comes out so here it is dear!  

 Intro           chapter one 

Sighed y/n walked into the living room,  the evening sun illuminating her friends brown skin who was laying on the couch playing with her phone.

''Wheres your sis' y/n asked the short haired girl

.’'She has a game , supposedly shell be pitching for all nine innings.’’ came a lazy reply. One would think that for twins they would be similar which turned out it wasn't the case all. 

while rukiya had the same face as her sister imara they couldn't be more different Imara was the bubbly, popular one who loved sports and early mornings ,while her sister was more stoic, cynic, a homebody who loved to sleep and watch tv.

 Don't misunderstand rukiya was popular too but it was more that people were drawn to her because of her good looks and ''mysterious'' aura instead of her personality. ‘’By the way akiho sent me a message that said we should be at 9pm at sin city’’ said the girl.

 ‘’Well lets hope there wont be a brawl or she's going to lose her job’’ came a muffled reply from y/n as she was taking off her hoodie.

’’If that happens she's going to kill ya you know''

y/n laughed ‘’ill burn that bridge when i get to it.’’ 

‘’don't you mean cross the bridge when you get to it?’’ rukiya asked confused ‘’i like the sound of burning a bridge better, kinda dramatic don't you think?.’’ y/n said. 

 Rukiya rolled her eyes at that ‘’anyways hyun-jin cant come she has a date night with her girlfriend but if something comes up we can call her’’

 ‘’aight aight’’ said y/n and walked towards the kitchen. Today's mission wasn't really that big or important just a meeting with a low grade gangster who thought he was slick by running his business in the streets that was obviously y/n's territorial.  

As she arrived in the kitchen she immediately took out some vegetables, meat , noodles and started to cook. Thirty minutes later she took out two plates , placed them on the table and called rukiya to come to the table. The tall girl  plopped on the chair not bothered to sit upright and started to shovel in. ‘’your food really is the best’’

 y/n frowned ‘’stop talking with your mouth full you're going to-’’ rukiyas coughing interrupted her , sighed walked over and hit her on the back several times and sat back down ‘’from the way your scarfing down that food someone might think you haven't eaten for days’’ 

Rukiya looked at y/n ‘’you know damn well that akiho  cant cook and hyun-jin has a girlfriend who cooks for her the whole time’’ 

 Y/n raised one eyebrow ‘’and your point is?’’ she asked

 ‘’I'm trying to preserver just in case that day comes’’ rukiya shuddered , to be fair akihos cooking was disastrous how she always managed to mess up a simple recipe was a mystery to y/n 

‘’You do realize that i cook most of the times?’’ 

‘’exactly most of the time which means theres a time where you don’’ rukiya replied. ‘

’Gosh what would y'all do without me’’ she sighed , stood up and started to collect the dishes and walked into the kitchen

 ‘’we'd probably be dead’’ came rukiyas voice from the living room who was still sitting at the table

‘’anyways-’’ she continued ‘’ I'm going to take a shower start getting ready.’’ 

‘’Aight aight heard ya don't use all my shampoo tho its from lush and was expensive as fuck!!’’ Y/n replied as she was putting the dishes into the dishwasher. She walked back into the living room looking for any mess that needed to be cleaned up. The apartment was simple. The walls were painted white , there were a few decorations on the walls , mostly paintings that either y/n or praveena  hyun-jins girlfriend drew. 

Pictures frames were scattered everywhere around the apartment some with people  that were long gone or not involved in her life anymore some with her current friends . A red couch was to be seen on the left side of the living room with a tv and  a small zen table that had a vase full of sunflowers that were withered. 

‘’I need to throw them away-’’ y/n thought as she spotted them. ‘’Maybe ill go by the florist tomorrow when everything goes well tonight.’’ she continued.  She decided that shed throw them away another day as she simply didn't feel like doing it at the moment and walked out of the living room straight to her bedroom. 

Turned on the light, opened the wardrobe and took out a pair of black jeans and a black sweatshirt. ‘’too much black?’’ she asked herself and chuckled remembering how once akiho told her ‘’that you couldn't go wrong with black even if it means you're head to toe dressed in it.’’ She quickly got dressed, took a hairband and pulled her hair into a low ponytail. Brooding over tonights plan she didn't notice the tall girl standing in her doorway 

‘’you kinda remind me of those ninjas or spies from the movies.’’ Y/n jumped

 ‘’Holy mother of fuck, can you stop doing that you're going to give me an heart attack’’ she wheezed her hand on her chest trying to calm herself down. Rukiya chuckled and revealed her pearl white teeth.

 ‘’ I'm called panther for a reason’’ 

‘’ok first stop that cuz you look creepy as fuck right now and secondly i gave you that name when i was drunk as hell but for some reason it stuck with you’’ 

‘’ah yes-’’ rukiya replied , her hand on her chin looking up as if that would help recollect the memories of said night. ‘’That was at the freshmen frat party wasn't it? didn't you-’’ 

‘’we don't talk about that night’’ y/n interrupted and grimaced ‘’just like how barton and Romanov don't talk about Budapest, which i still wanna know what happened  but i digress’’ she continued. 

‘’Anyways i'm ready lets hit the road i want to check out the fuckers before we officially meet’’ rukiya smirked and dangled the car keys. They both put on their shoes and walked out the door. Similar to y/n rukiya was wearing black pants with a dark purple hoodie with a black beanie on top. They arrived at the car , y/n sat into the passengers seat while rukiya walked around the car and sat into the drivers seat.

 ‘’Please for the love of god , just for once drive safely’’ y/n said. 

‘’The hell do you mean i always drive safely’’ rukiya replied while lifting an eyebrow 

‘’uhm no remember how you almost ran over that old lady at a crossroad? Or the time where you almost crashed into the car in front of us? god its like you're playing need for speed or something’’ y/n countered back. 

‘’Aight granny-’’ y/n playfully glared at her ‘’ at least let me pick out the music.’’ ‘’Yeh whatever we have the same music taste so sure go ahead.’’

The sun has already gone down, taking with her the bustling and business of people trying to get to their destination. The sky was painted dark blue, speckled with stars that could faintly be seen because of the city lights. the window rolled down as the summer wind blew into her face. Yn truly loved summer, the time where all types of people came out a night to gather and drink, talk have fun together and just live life. ‘’How ironic’’ she thought and scoffed bitterly. 

Here she was , on her way to something that could lead into a blood bath while people around her wont be knowing whats going on in the shady parts of Seoul. ‘’We've arrived’’ came Rukiya's voice pulling y/n out of her thoughts. 

She unclasped the seat belt , reached to the backseat and fished out a backpack. ‘’We cant take the whole backpack with us so you gotta hide the guns and knives on your body’’ said y/n.

 Rukiya nodded absentmindedly while storing a few pocket knives into her holster around her forearm.

 They got out of the car, locked it and started to walk towards the club. Already from a far you could see people lining up to get inside. ‘’Apparently theres this rap battle going on and a few famous underground rappers are here’’  Rukiya said and lifted her eyebrows looking excitedly at y/n  ‘’we’re here for work’’ she reminded the tall girl . ‘’Honestly i could give a rats ass about work’’  ‘’me too but if they continue to do this bullshit in our district what do you think will that say about our group?’’ Y/n countered. 

‘’Yeh yeh whatever you say boss.’’ 

They arrived at the front door of the club where a big buffy security guard was standing ‘’business again?’’ he asked, his voice being almost drown from the beat that could be heard till outside.

 ‘’As usual’’ y/n replied. He stood aside and opened the door, just as they were passing y/n saw a boy that had striking mint blue hair . 

He was leaning against the wall next to the security guard holding a cigarette , dressed in black skinny jeans a white shirt and gold chains.  As she met his eyes, that seemed to be darker than the night, she saw that he was smirking as if he knew what kind of effect he had on people. She scoffed and rolled her eyes, she couldn't believe it! the nerve he had to be smirking at her like that. Unknowingly to her he continued to stare at her as her figure vanished as she stepped into the the club.

part two tba next week!