#i just wanna see the whole system collapse

[daydreaming-in-daisies]

please let ups strike please let ups strike please let ups strike please let ups strike please let ups strike please let ups strike please let ups strike please let ups strike please let ups strike please let ups strike please let ups strike please let ups strike

[brehaaorgana]

ADHD money/budgeting system I'm currently using for my benefit is going well (I've been using it for like half a year now?), and I wanna recommend it.

You Need a Budget is EXCELLENT. 10/10 do recommend. Uhhh rambling about it and my generic disclaimers + gushing extensively under the cut but TL;DR I think it's great for ADHD ppl, I've used it for 6+ months now and I find it super SUPER helpful. also weirdly fun.

DISCLAIMERS:

Budgeting helps you understand/know your money, it can't make money appear where there is none.

Everyone should learn to budget even if you don't have much money (especially then)

This is NOT a magic trick solution. Just like everything else, it is an assistive tool. This is one of those adult things we can't simply opt out of without negative consequences, though.

My advice is based on something I am currently able to do. That is, I can spend an amount of money on this specific thing that works well for me. If you have no extra money to spend then previously I was tracking things in a notebook. So you can still do this.

I believe Dave Ramsey is a fundie fraud/hack and no one should listen to him about money.

DID YOU KNOW THEY CANCELLED MINT???

Okay? OKAY.

Ahem.

You Need a Budget is EXCELLENT.

It is called YNAB for short. The first 34 days are your free trial, and that is my referral link. If anyone uses it and then signs up for a subscription, we both get a month free. Also you can share a subscription with up to six people (account owner can see everything but individuals can pick and choose what they share amongst each other) so like...idk your whole polycule can be on one account. Or your kids. Whatever.

If you are a student, it's free for a year. If you aren't, a subscription is $99 for a year (paid all at once) or $14.99 monthly, which is equivalent to paying Amazon prime. Go cancel Prime and get this instead tbh.

They got a whole article just on ynab and ADHD. They also have like...a big variety of ways to access their info? They have a book, podcast episodes, YouTube videos, blog posts, q&A's, free live workshops you can join (you can request live captioning), emails they can send (if you want) a wiki, and so on. They got workshops on all kinds of topics!!

So whatever ends up working for your brain. It also has a matching app.

If you lost Mint this year they have a gajillion things for moving from Mint.

Also they have a "got five minutes?" Page which has a slider so you can decide how much attention/time you have before going on lol:

They only have 4 rules of the budget, they're simple and practical, and it doesn't get judgey or like...mean about your spending.

1. Give every dollar a job 2. Embrace your true expenses 3. Roll with the punches 4. Age your money.

THEN THEY BREAK THESE DOWN INTO SMALL STEPS FOR YOU! They even have a printable! Also these rules are great because there's built in expectations that things WILL HAPPEN and it's NOT all or nothing with a fear of total collapse into failure. Reality and The Plan don't always align, especially if you have ADHD. So it's directing our energy towards the true expenses and not clinging to The Plan!! over reality.

You can automate a lot of shit (you can sync with your bank accounts just like mint, but also automate tagging the categories of regular expenses/transactions). And if for whatever reason you accidentally do something that makes the budget look weird or wrong:

A) you can usually fix it somehow OR b) they have like, a button you can press that gives you a clean slate and archives the previous version of the budget for you.

So if you forget for a few weeks or months, or accidentally input something wildly wrong, or just don't want to look at a really terrible month anymore and feel like you need a fresh start you can usually either fix it or start fresh which is really nice.

The app also (for whatever reason) scratches my itch to have things like...have incentives or little game-like goals in a way mint never did? I don't know why. Filling up the bars or putting money into the categories to cover my expenses is satisfying lmao. You can also make a big wish expense category for all the fun shit you want, and fund it whenever you can and then you can see the little bar go up and that's fun.

Anyways I've been using it for like 6+ months now and I think it's really helped me when I use it.

[kabartmatzu]

I wanted to redesing and rewrite Miraculous for a while. Then thought why not share my ideas so here is Chloé Bourgeois. (Duddeee I forgor the wingss?? 💀)

In my rewriting, power system is different. I will explain it on my further posts. Here I want to tell you more about my version of Chloé aka Queen Bee.

Chloé’s character is similar to show version. (First two seasons) Mommy issues, struggling with social relationships, bully… The difference is I keep the redemption arc :D In my version Ladybug and Chat Noir get their miraculouses when they were in high school. But show will take place at their twenties when they are in university. We will have flashbacks about high school years and how they got their miraculouses. Chloé also gets her miraculous in high school but it will be taken from her by Ladybug. This events will be similar to show too. Chloé won’t reveal her identity to everyone but will do wrong things to fix and seem like a hero. Her plan was to impress her mother as Queen Bee so later she can reveal her identity to her and make her mother proud of her for once :’) (Damn you Audrey)

Her only friend was Adrian for her whole childhood (same goes for Adrian) thanks to Audrey’s business with Gabriel. I thought her whole feelings towards Adrian is platonic but in her high school times she thought she has romantic feelings towards him because she never had friends other than Adrian and never had romantic interest. That’s why she will be clingy towards Adrian in high school.

In last year of high school after Ladybug took Bee miraculous from her, Marinette will try to fix her relationship with Audrey like in the show but it won’t work and Audrey probably say some really heartbreaking things and this will make Chloé angrier. She will blame Marinette and will be ruder to everyone (espacially to Marinette) at school, Sabrina will dump her (yaaay), Ladybug won’t trust her about an akuma attack (there are no akuma in my story tho but i want you to know what i am referring to rn) and Adrian will talk with her about her actions and how he doesn’t want to keep being friends with her anymore if she continues. She will get akumatized too and hurt her teacher (forgor her name) and Sabrina. She will collapse and leave Paris. I am not sure where she will go, probably i will make her go another country at Europe.

She will change her contacts so Adrian won’t be able to reach her. She will go therapy there and will be emotionally better. I feel like she would study child psychology maybe become a teacher or something. I also thought she will take self defense classes too since Ladybug told that she doesn’t have enough experience on fighting and they ve been getting educated for years to hold a miraculous, when she took bee miraculous from her. ( thats a lie tho it has only been a few months not years lmao)

After 2 or 3 years she will return to Paris (when show takes time at)for a few days just to see her father and apologize to Sabrina, Adrian and Marinette. I thought Sabrina won’t even wanna listen her. So she will decide not to see Adrian because she will think he doesn’t want to see her either. Then she will find herself in the middle of akuma attack. She will see where the akumatized item is. Ladybug and Chatnoir will be surprised to see her there of course but they are in the middle of fight. Chloé will try to tell where the akuma is but Ladybug will immediately tell Chatnoir to take her somewhere safe and he will. Chloé will tell Chatnoir that she knows how to defeat the akuma and she is sorry for being a bad holder back than. Adrian is so confused seeing her friend after years of course but can’t say anything (you know ,secret identity 🤷). Akuma will be defeated and he will go to Chloé to thank.

So then she will go to bakery hoping Marinette will be there in university break and hoping at least Marinette would like to listen her like back then. And as she hoped, Marinette wants to listen her. I might make a comic with this scene later. Right now I don’t have the words to describe the dialogue in here. But it will be about how she came to apologize and she is now a different person but how she doesn’t expect to be forgiven since Sabrina didn’t. And I thought Marinette would hug her seeing how in the edge she is and she might cry :’’(

I know I know it is so plane but i am not good at writing. I just tell what my ideas are. It is not the end. I will write about what happens later but first I should make posts about other holders and power system. Powers are different in my version so story might be confusing without knowing them. Bee miraculous also has slightly a different power. So first I will tell about them. Then I might try harder and write the story better hehe.

About Zoe btw I don’t even know if I want her to exit lmaoo. No hate don’t get me wrong but she is not even a character in the show. I am not sure what to do about her yet.

Thank you for reading, I appreciate that. 🪐🌟

=====Turkish translate======

Bir süredir Mucize’yi tekrar tasarlamak ve yazmak istiyordum. Kendi kendime dedim ki neden fikirlerimi paylaşmayayım ve paylaşmaya karar verdim. Ta daa Chloé Bourgeois! ( kanatlarını çizmeyi unutmuşum ama çaktırmayın)

Benim alternatifimde güç sistemi farklı. İlerki postlarımda açıklayacağım. Burada daha çok benim tasarladığım Chloe’den diğer adıyla Kraliçe Arı’dan bahsetmek istiyorum.

Aslında Chloe’nin karakteri dizidekine yakın. (İlk iki sezondaki) Annesi ile sorunları, sosyal ilişkilerde sıkıntılar, zorba biri olması… Fark ise ‘redemtion arc’ ını çöpe atmadım. :D Benim versiyonumda Uğur Böceği ve Kara Kedi mucizelerini lise okurken alıyorlar ama hikaye üniversite yıllarında, yirmili yaşlarında geçiyor. Lise yıllarında yaşadıklarına arada ‘flashback’lerle değinmeyi düşünüyorum. Chloe de mucizesini lisede alıyor ancak Uğur Böceği ondan geri alıyor. Bu olaylar da dizidekine benziyor. Chloe kimliğini herkese açıklamak yerine önce Kraliçe Arı olarak annesini etkileyip sonra ona kimliğini açıklamayı düşünüyor. Böylelikle sonunda annesinin onunla gurur duyacağını düşünüyor. Dizideki gibi sorunlar çıkarıp sonra kahraman gibi davranıp insanları kurtarmış gibi gösteriyor kendisini.

Küçüklüğünde tek arkadaşı Adriandı. O da annesi Audrey’in Gabriel ile olan işi sayesinde. Aslında Adrian’a karşı tamamen platonik sevgi (arkadaş olarak seviyor yani karşılıksız sevgi anlamında değil) beslediğini düşünüyorum. Hiç bir zaman romantik hisleri olmadı ama Adrian’dan başka arkadaşı olmadığı için ve daha önce hiç romantik duygular hissetmediğinden Adrian’a olan duygularını romantik sevgi ile karıştırdığını düşünüyorum.

Lisenin son yılında Uğur Böceği, arı mucizesini ondan alıyor; Marinette Chloe’nin annesi ile olan ilişkisini düzeltmeye yardım ederken işler ters gidiyor ve Audrey, Chloe’ye kalp kırıcı şeyler söylüyor. Bu Chloe’yi ilerki günlerde daha agresif yapıyor, Marinette’i her zamankinden daha fazla aşağılayıp olanlar yüzünden onu suçluyor, Sabrina dayanamayıp onunla ilişkisini kesiyor (yürü be Sabrina), Uğur Böceği akuma saldırısı konusunda Chloe’ye güvenmiyor( akumalar benim versiyonumda yok ama şimdilik anlaşılmak için akuma diyeceğim) ve Adrian böyle biri olmaya devam ederse onunla arkadaş olmak istemediğini söylüyor. Bunların hepsi Chloe’nin duygusal olarak yıkılmasına hatta belki akumalanarak sevdiği insanlara, şu adını unuttuğum öğretmenleri ve belki Sabrina’ya, zarar vermesine yol açıyor. Tüm bunlar Chloe’nin Paris’ten ayrılarak başka bir Avrupa ülkesine gitmesiyle sonuçlanıyor.

Burda Chloe iletişim bilgilerini bile değiştiriyor ve Adrian dahil kimse ona ulaşamıyor. Terapi alıyor. Üniversitede çocuk psikolojisi okuyor belki de öğretmen olmak istiyor diye düşündüm. Hatta bazı dövüş sanatlarını da öğreniyor çünkü Uğur Böceği mucizeyi alırken ona yeterli savaş deneyimi olmadığını ve kendilerinin yıllardır eğitim aldığını söylüyor. ( Yalan tabii. Sadece bir kaç aydır çalışıyorlar yıllardır değil.)

2 ya da 3 yıl içinde ( hikayenin geçtiği zaman ) Paris’e dönüyor. Sadece bir kaç günlüğüne babasını görmeye; Sabrina, Adrian ve Marinette’den özür dilemeye geliyor. Sabrina onu dinlemek bile istemeyince Adrian’ın da aynı tepkiyi vereceğini düşündüğünden onu görmekten vazgeçiyor. Marinette’i görmeye giderken kendisini akuma saldırının ortasında buluyor ve Uğur Böceği ile Kara Kediye yardım etmeye çalışıyor. Kahramanlar Chloe’yi gördüklerine çok şaşırıyorlar ama savaşın tam ortasındalar bu yüzden Kara Kedi onu alıp daha güvenli bir yere götürüyor. Chloe, Kara Kedi’ye akumanın nerde olduğunu söylüyor ve önceden kötü bir kahraman olduğu için özür diliyor. Adrian eski arkadaşını gördüğüne çok mutlu oluyor tabii ama hiç bir şey söyleyemiyor çünkü gizli kimlik şeysinden. Akumayı yeniyorlar tabii ve Chloe ye teşekkür ediyor.

Daha sonra Chloe Marinette’ i görmeyi umarak pastanelerine gidiyor. Ve umduğu gibi Marinette orda oluyor. Burdaki sahne hakkında daha sonra bi çizgi roman yapmayı düşünüyorum şimdilik dialog kafamda tam değil ama basitçe Marinette’den özür diliyor, artık eskisi gibi olmadığını ama yine de Sabrina gibi affetmek zorunda olmadığını sadece farklı biri olduğunu bilmesini istediğini söylüyor. Burda Marinette’in ona sarılacağını düşündüm bu da yaşlarını zor tutan Chloe’yi ağlatacak.

Biliyorum biliyorum anlatımım aşırı düz ama yazmakta iyi değilim. Sadece kafamdaki fikirleri aktarıyorum. Bu son değil. Devamını yazacağım ama önce diğer Mucize kullanıcıları hakkında ve güç sistemi üzerine postlar yapmak istiyorum. Neleri değiştirdiğimi bilmeden hikayeyi anlamak zor olabilir. Yazım şeklimi de daha akıcı ve güzel hale getirmeye çalışacağım.

Zoe’yi sorarsanız onun hakkında ne yapacağımı henüz bilmiyorum. Onu hikayeye ekler miyim emin bile değilim. Açıkçası dizide hiç bir kişiliği olmayan bom boş bir karakter. O yüzden emin değilim.

Okuduğun için teşekkür ederim. 🪐🌟

[jujumin-translates]

★ Main Story | Act 13 - Budding Spring | Chapter 2 - Storm Before a Storm

Towa: --.

???: …This yours?

???: Oh, a flier for Magicians’. That’s nostalgic.

Towa: (Huh, that voice… nonono, wait, wait…)

???: …Hey.

Towa: (No way, this can’t be real, is it really…?)

Masumi: ?

Towa: O-Oshi… w-wa- uwagh…

Masumi: What?

Towa: (Oh God, his face is so cool… I can’t look at him directly… but I want to. Huh, but what is he doing here… I’m seriously gonna die of an oshi overdose…)

Chikage: Are you alright?

Towa: P-Probably not…

*Collapses*

Masumi: Wait--.

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Towa: …Nm?

Izumi: Thank goodness. Are you okay?

Towa: I…

Izumi: You collapsed near our theater. One of our troupe members had to carry you here.

Towa: Collapsed…

Towa: (One of their troupe members… near this theater…)

Towa: W-Wait, this is…

Izumi: Hm? This is MANKAI Theater-- MANKAI Company’s, our theater company’s theater.

Towa: !! This is… this is it? For real!? Like I’m not dreaming!?

Izumi: Whoa.

Masumi: Hey, don’t just touch her without permission.

Towa: A-Aaauh~... so cool… you’re still so cool even when you’re looking at me… I wanna take a pic… I wanna burn this image into my eyes…

Masumi: What?

Tsuzuru: Masumi, how is he?

Itaru: Oh, he’s awake.

Sakuya: Are you okay? Do you need us to get you some water?

Towa: !!

Towa: The actual legit Spring Troupe…!? With all of its members…!!

Citron: Could you be a fin of ours?

Tsuzuru: You mean a fan?

Towa: Citron-san mispronouncing something and Tsuzuru-san correcting him live…!

Itaru: You make it sound like you’re getting to peek behind the curtain.

Towa: U-Um, I’ve been a fan of MANKAI Company for forever…!

Towa: I really love the whole company, but I’m especially a Spring Troupe oshi, um… ah.

Towa: Uwaah, I’m sorry, I’m just so nervous in front of all of you!

Itaru: Nice, got any particular oshi within Spring Troupe?

Towa: --.

Masumi: ?

Towa: U-Umm, I got addicted to MANKAI Company because of your performances in Magicians’, especially Masumi-kun’s…

Tsuzuru: Masumi, say thank you.

Izumi: Why don’t you do something like shake his hand?

Towa: Huh!? No, wait, I don’t have a handshake ticket or anything, but are you sure!?

Itaru: Nah, we don’t have a system like that.

Izumi: C’mon, Masumi-kun.

Masumi: …Nice to meet you.

Towa: Uwaahh… you’re always so cool… I’m never washing this hand again…!

Citron: That is unclean!

Towa: A-Ah, right! Masumi-kun, can I get your autograph!?

Masumi: …Annoying.

Towa: That’s the only other thing I want…! It’ll be like an heirloom…! Please! Without proof, this moment will just be like an illusion…!

Chikage: Leaving evidence with a signature?

Itaru: I mean, it tracks.

Izumi: He’s kept that flier with him all this time. Please sign it for him, Masumi-kun.

Masumi: Ughh…

Towa: Ah, my name’s Towa! “To” like peach and “wa” like peace!

Masumi: …Here.

Towa: Thank you so much! Thank you so, so much! Um, um, um, can we take a selfie together!?

Masumi: What?

Tsuzuru: He’s sure coming on strong.

Citron: It is unusual to see someone be so influenced by Masumi!

Sakuya: It’s kinda nice.

Izumi: Hehe, this kind of opportunity doesn’t come by often, so why don’t you take a picture with him?

Masumi: Why does it have to be me…

*Camera clicks*

Towa: Thankyousososomuch!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Izumi: Well then, get home safely.

Chikage: Be sure to rest as soon as possible if you start feeling unwell.

Towa: I’m really sorry about everything. Thank you so much.

Itaru: Later.

Towa: You’ll always have my support, so keep up the good work!

Masumi: Yeah, yeah.

Towa: (Aaahh… I wanna bring this atmosphere back with me… but I need to get home…)

Towa: (Ummm, which direction is the station in again…?)

Izumi: Do you not know how to get to the station?

Towa: Ah, I’ll just look at my app while heading home, so I’m good!

Sakuya: I’m guessing you don’t live around here, right?

Towa: I recently just moved away from the countryside… and I’m attending a high school around here in the spring.

Towa: That’s why the only way I’ve ever been able to see MANKAI’s performances is through streams…

Izumi: I see.

Tsuzuru: That’s the great thing about the streams. It means kids like you who live far away from us can become fans.

Towa: Until I saw MANKAI’s Magicians’ performance, I had only seen plays at school events.

Towa: Back then, I was kinda just eh about it, but then I got smacked in the face with your performance of Magicians’ and was completely blown away…!

Towa: It was so much fun, I was like man, this is the best thing ever!

Towa: And then the more I learned about Masumi-kun and Chiakge-san and your theater company and Veludo Way, the more obsessed I got…

Towa: I can’t believe that I’m really here standing on Veludo Way, the place I’ve always dreamed of being, and that the Spring Troupe I’ve only seen through a screen is really right here in front of me.

Towa: I was also so excited to have gotten to see some theater live during a street act. I’m so glad I found the courage to come here…

Chikage: So you collapsed because you were so moved by it all?

Masumi: Fair enough.

Citron: We are also happy that you are happy!

Izumi: It’s amazing that you moved to Tokyo for high school. Was it for any reason in particular?

Towa: Umm… it’s really nothing that special or anything…

Towa: I don’t really have anything at all right now… I was hoping to find something like that here…

Towa: Ah, right. Are there troupe members at the theater even when they’re not performing?

Izumi: Yeah, we’re in the process of planning a new event for Spring Troupe. We were having a meeting at the theater since that’s where it’s going to be held.

Towa: Gotcha… Veludo Way really is amazing.

Towa: The troupe members really do exist here, doing all kinds of activities and doing theater right on the street during street acts…

Sakuya: It really is a fun place, isn’t it?

Towa: Yeah! I wanna experience even more live theater. I can’t wait to actually see a MANKAI Company performance live!

Izumi: --.

Izumi: Hey, why don’t you come to our next event?

Towa: For sure! I’ll get going now!

Citron: Make sure you do not get glossed~!

Tsuzuru: It’s lost.

Towa: …Ah.

Itaru: He’s impressed by every little thing.

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[7ndipity]

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Jimin x Reader

Summary: When you come home from a terrible day at work, Jimin’s there to comfort you.

Warnings: lil angst, swearing

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! I’m sorry it took me a bit to get to, I got stuck. I hope you’re doing better, and if you ever need to message and vent, you're more than welcome to!

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Letting out a relieved breath as you let yourself into your apartment, you let your things slowly slump to the floor, kicking your shoes off haphazardly to rest next to them before padding off through the house.

You’d had what was easily one of the worst days ever at work, the usual hectic chaos of your shift topped off by a particularly rude customer who’d wound up yelling at you over something you didn’t even have control over.

You’d done your best to keep your calm and manage the situation, but it’d still been upsetting. Even now, your hands were still slightly shaky as you leaned against the kitchen counter, taking another deep breath to steady yourself, more than ready to bring this awful day to a close and not think about it for a while.

“Hey.” You jumped slightly at the soft sound of Jimin's voice from behind you, relief flooding your system as you turned to see him standing in the doorway, eyeing you curiously.

“Hey,” You said, straightening up as you tried to keep your voice light. “I thought you wouldn’t be home til late.”

“I managed to get out rehearsals early.” He said, concern evident in his face as he studied you, coming over to rest his hands on your waist. “Everything okay?”

“Mhm.” You tried to nod, but you could already feel your resolve wavering, vision blurring with tears as your eyes met his.

“Sweetie,” He frowned, pulling you closer, his touch gentle as if he was worried he might break you. “What’s wrong? Talk to me.”

Since the very beginning of your relationship, Jimin had been your safe space, where you could let your walls collapse and you would be okay, shielded by the warmth and protection of his embrace. The same touch that now allowed the floodgates to open, all your frustration and stress from the day pouring out as you buried your face in his chest, managing to tell him what had happened in between muffled sobs.

“But, Love, that wasn’t your fault.” He tried to soothe you, stroking your hair as he held you close.

“I know, but it doesn’t feel that way.” You mumbled. “Maybe I could’ve done better, or maybe I-”

“Hey,” He caught your chin, tilting your face up to get you to look at him. “I mean it, you didn’t do anything wrong. You did the best that you could do, and if those assholes couldn’t see it, that’s their fault, not yours.”

You bit your lip, trying to stem the flow of your tears as he softened his tone, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“You’re so much more patient than me though,” He commented. “I would’ve probably punched that guy.”

“You would not.” You said, letting out a weak chuckle.

“Would too, I would’ve given them a whoop-ah!” He squawked, miming a karate chop and making you burst out laughing.

“There’s that smile.” He said, grinning as he leaned in to press another kiss to your lips. “You know, I think your smile’s my favorite thing in the whole world?”

“I thought it was my eyes?” You asked, stealing another peck.

“I can have more than one favorite!” He argued, making you giggle again. “You want me to list them all?”

“I don’t know, is it a long list?” You asked.

“Yeah, it takes a while to list everything about you.” He said, making you blush, before leaving another soft kiss on your lips.

“Thank you.” You whispered.

“Anytime.” He replied. “Do you wanna watch a movie or something? Might make you feel better?”

“Can we just go to bed?” You asked, feeling better just from being with him.

“Of course.” He nodded, spinning around and hooking your arms around his shoulders so he could carry you on his back, making you let out another laugh.

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[sapphic-agent]

There's one thing I wanna ask Hori about the narrative that I'm surprised isn't talked about more.

Why weren't any of the characters allowed to question their society and heroes function as a whole?

Because when kids start off with hating heroes (Kota and those brats from the second movie), they're treated to be in the wrong and has to see how great heroes can be.

Which given the context that this is a society that turns a blind eye to it's corruption and how the minority suffers, it just comes across as putting rose tinted glasses on them to keep them away from the truly bad stuff.

Like, I get it with Kota, because his hatred of heroes stems from watching his parents die and believing they chose work over him, and that this hatred could grow into a problem later to where he might end up as a villain.

But at the same time, how come this didn't let Izuku to think about the society that shunned and berated him for being born different from everyone? How come no one else stop and think that this society is on the path to collapsing on itself if nothing is done?

In a story like this, characters should be allowed to question things around them and wonder if there's anything they can do make it more bearable for others, to seek out the change they wanna see so others wouldn't have to suffer like they did.

Kota is a great example, but I raise you Stain and the LOV.

Stain made sense. He went about it in entirely the wrong way, but he was right about false heroes and how much of a problem they were. But he's a murderous psychopath so we're supposed to take his words as out of touch rambling because he attacked Ingenium who was one of the good heroes.

(We're also given no proof. He says heroes are corrupt but we aren't shown why he thinks that and we don't see it beyond Endeavor. Even more reason not to take what he's saying seriously)

Hori could have really sold this by making Tensei perhaps not so virtuous. Maybe he had or started with good intentions but ended up contributing to toxic hero society in some way and Iida was blind to it because he was the big brother he admired. That would have made Tenya's character development hit harder in my opinion. Having Tensei confess this to Tenya would have made the Stain arc even better.

Which brings us to the LOV.

I feel like Hori forgot that Dabi and Toga also joined the LOV because of Stain, not just Spinner. They, on some level, absorbed his words and wanted what he did even if they were also fueled by other motives.

That's why a lot of Dabi's later character doesn't make a whole lot of sense. For those who knew he was Touya, it was implied that he was abused similarly to Shoto and was angry at Endeavor's treatment of his children. And then was inspired by Stain to call out his father as a false hero and take down the system that (indirectly) destroyed his family.

But no, he wants to kill Shoto, doesn't give a shit about Rei or Fuyumi, and almost got Natsu (the brother he was close to and presumably cared about) killed. And all to get back at Endeavor and make him suffer. Dabi's motives were a major let down and it reduces him to a one-dimensional villain, one who only wants to hurt people for the sake of hurting them. There's no hint of the influence Stain apparently had on him.

Toga is the same. She, presumably, admired Stain because of the similarities in their quirks. It's implied she joined the LOV to be with people like her (which is why she- as Camie- asks Izuku what kind of hero he wants to be, she's trying to see if he's one of those people). Who were outcasts and wanted to be able to do what they wanted with no persecution from others. She wanted to be free, even if she had a warped perception about what that meant. But over time, Horikoshi made her a creepy, predatory yandere type (seriously, what the fuck was the point of having her grope Uraraka??) with no depth to her actions.

Both Dabi and Toga never mention Stain or his ideals again. They're just psychopaths who need to be stopped. It dehumanizes them and uses mental illness for further antagonize them.

Spinner is the only one who still attempts to embody Stain's ideals. But of course, he never gets any focus. He's a "coward" who never stands up the the LOV (except when he stopped Magne from killing Izuku) even though he feels guilty about what they do. So most of the time, he isn't portrayed in a way that makes us stop and think. It's all too easy for the audience to dismiss or forget about him.

Anyone who (rightfully) questions or criticizes or openly despises the corrupt society in this universe is portrayed in a negative light. Even if what they're saying is technically right, we throw it away because they're doing something bad.

Really, there's only one character who's the exception. I'm, of course, talking about Lady Nagant.

Listen, me and Hori got beef all day everyday. BUT Nagant is one of the most exceptional characters I've ever seen in anime.

What I love about her is that she's someone who genuinely started out with good intentions and wanted to do the right thing but was torn down by society. It destroyed her from the inside out. The actions she took aren't even that extreme, they make sense considering everything she went through. Her problems with society aren't inane or hypocritical ramblings, she's 100% correct in her assessments because she was an unwilling participant in the corruption.

The problem with Nagant, however, is that she's with us for such a short amount of time that we don't get to take a deep dive here. We don't get to dissect why, exactly, society is so corrupt or find a solution to it.

It sucks because Hori was SO CLOSE to hitting the mark with Nagant. I think introducing her- or someone similar to her (missed opportunity with Hawks)- a lot sooner would have really improved the story

[punishing-eden]

Ok ok so ….. Lee ((any frame)) with a commandant who has caught the punishing virus, entirely up to you if you wanna go full angst or a happy ending. If it makes you uncomfortable I totally understand and feel free to ignore.

The Price to Pay...

Lee (Entropy) x Commandant/reader

Summary:

Cradling in his arms, you can see the stats of his M.I.N.D in your mind beacon. The numbers were overloading. Lee vows to seek revenge on the betrayal by his fellow comrades.

Tags: request, one-shot, canon-divergent, major character death, I do not have Entropy, angst, Lee's Villain origin story?

'High Virus Concentration. Please leave the premise immediately.'

Flashing in red, the warning system from your combat suit began to activate a system shut down. Your heart raced, anxious about your current situation at hand.

It's was not looking optimistic. As seconds pass by, the air around you became increasingly difficult to breathe. Yet, you didn’t say anything about your growing discomfort.

"The exit is just right there," Lee spoke with urgency, "Commandant, you need to get out of here now!"

A set of footsteps behind both of you grew louder.

"Target in sight..." the corrupted construct spoke, her bionic voice sounded different, as if something has taken over her consciousness; speaking for her behalf. Staggering her way towards you, her body struggles to keep itself coordinated.

"Shoot," Lee cursed, "She found us."

Unable to keep the discomfort at bay, you coughed, “Lee…”

The system began to shut down, an effort to prevent cross infection between commandant and construct.

'Punishing Virus detected, M. I. N. D connection will shut down in 30 seconds'

"Commandant, go! I'll buy you some time." Lee said, grabbing you by the harness, he shoved you toward the ruin exit. Turning his attention back to the enemy, he spat, "Didn't know you were infected this whole time."

He point his gun at her, taking aim at her head. The infected construct let out laugh, although it sounded melancholic.

She let out a manic shierk, holding on to her head trying stabilised herself. She fought her infected mind; wanting to destroy both you and Lee, yet her programming hindered her urges.

Your coughing got worst. You started to taste blood being coughed up to your tongue. As you approached the exit a sudden sharp pain shot through your insides and you collapse on the the ground.

In the back of your mind you knew, the symptoms were starting to become apparent. The virus was beginning to attack your immune system. Your cells began to break down and it's in a matter of minutes before your organs fails you.

The next best course of action was to inject yourself with a dosage of Serum. Hoping, it could delay the affect of the virus before it's too late.

At the same time, the enemy had regain her thoughts. Her movements became less incoherent. Eye glowing in red, she looked at Lee with malice. The virus has triumphed. Instantly, the construct took out her weapon and charged forward. Lee calculated her movements before he charged, jumping up to use her head as a leverage; to kick himself up in mid air and launch a series of gunshots.

The corrupted construct stumbled back but was quickly able to refocus on her target, this time it was you. Kicking herself off the ground, she gathered momentum and charge straight towards you.

Lee had caught on to her plan of action and immediately ran towards you. He was able to stand in the way, taking the blade to the side of his torso.

The impact let out a strong force, knocking you back against the wall. The bottle of Serum was knocked out of your hand.

Lee gritted his teeth as he held on to the blade. The enemy pulled but Entropy didn't let go. Vital fluids leak out of his body, coughing it up, he asked, "Were there anymore constructs infected like you?"

She didn't reply, but looked at Lee in the eye as her body shoke from instability. Not taking silence as an answer, Lee place his gun against her head and pulled the trigger. The light in the construct's eyes faded and fell lifeless on the ruin grounds.

It was over, Lee had thought. He didn’t bother pulling the blade out, keeping it in to prevent his vital fluid leaking everywhere.

Hurrily, Entropy rushed to your side. It was only now he noticed you have disconnected from his M. I. N. D.

"Commandant!" he cried.

Pushing yourself up right, you coughed violently. Blood spilled from your lips.

"Reconnecting M. I. N. D beacon," Lee commanded.

'Beacon Access denied.'

"tsk," he clicked his tongue. He knew what was happening. It was the first time you saw him panic.

"Lee..." you gasped. Your eyes watered as your nose bleed. It was painful to breathe.

"Serum! Where's the Serum?!" he's voice became frantic. Grabbing your pack you had on, his hand rummaged through the bag hoping to find a number of vitals inside.

His fingers touched something wet. Taking the pack, he poured the contents out, broke vitals fell out and the Serum leaked everywhere.

He was in disbelief. Lips quivered, struggling to find words, Lee bit his lips and took another pack that your were carrying in search for serums.

"Lee..." you gasped, "... Your... M. I. N..."

“Hold on, (Y/n). I will call the others!” Lee began to search for a signal. But, the service was out of range.

His worst nightmare has became a reality.

“Lee… it’s… fine……” You grabbed onto his jacket. In great effort, you put on a smile, but the pain in your eyes told the Entropy other wise.

There was no salvation for you anymore. It’s was too late.

That day has finally come for Lee to draw his gun at you.

'Punishing Virus: Detected'

Cradling your lifeless body in his arm, Lee shook as emotions coursed through his M.I.N.D. Anger, rage, guilt, were hitting him all at once.

'M. I. N. D Deviation Status: medium'

He gritted his teeth, hatred began to take sow in his M. I. N. D.

'M. I. N. D Deviation Status: high'

Who knows how many others were infected back at base camp. If only those construct had caught on to their comrade getting infected. As if, everyone in the base could be a traitor.

If only he can be a little more skeptical about them. You would have never fall victim to Punishing.

You would still be alive.

'M. I. N. D Deviation Status: Overload'

"The infected must pay..."

****

"Has anyone found Commandant?" Lucia asked. The team had been searching for your whereabouts. However the other construct team only shook their heads.

The lack of news and clues triggered everyone on edge. The outcome on everyone’s mind turned sour.

As everyone stayed silent, Liv pointed out a figure at the distance. "It's Lee!" she said.

Entropy approached the base camp, hair and clothes dishleved, he remain silent as his team mates approached him.

"Did you find anything?" Lucia asked.

It took a while for Lee to answer her back. He returned his gaze at Lucia, eyes showed distrust; Lucia didn't caught on however.

"Our dispatch time is up, Babylonia are calling us back." Lee lied. His voice felt cold.

Lucia and Liv stayed silent on that matter. A little perplexed by the news. "But what about Commandant?" Liv asked.

"I will stay, once everything is sorted out I will come back." Lee answered, "The shuttle will come soon. So get ready."

Seeing the shuttle leave earth, Lee watched as the other contruct team bid Lucia and Liv farewell. As the space craft flew further away, Lee took aim at the contruct in front of him. Without a word, he pulled the trigger.

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Author's note:

Oh boy. Evil Lee. Evil Lee.

Ngl, this was a little tough to write because I don't have Entropy. But, I could imagine him turning into an ascendant if something like this were to occur.

(C) Punishing-Eden

[eleni-cherie]

a thief's end ✨ || bts • myg - chapter 1.0

"so eager to be in a headlock again?" "only if it's by you."

he thought he was done with the criminal life and ready for some peace and quiet. but his plans collapsed in the form of a strange girl who was in trouble.

© 2023 | eleni_cherie

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masterlist: here

— genre: thief au, gangster comedy, adventure, romcom, humour, angst, fluff, sexual tensiON, slowburn, mutual pining, strangers to lovers s2l

ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE. CHARACTERS NOT NECESSARILY LIKE THE REAL PERSONS. ALSO VERY UNREALISTIC PLOT LOL - JUST PRETEND READING A MANGA/COMIC OR WATCHING A FILM, REALLY.

SUGGESTIVE THEMES. MENTIONS OF VIOLENCE & BLOOD (BUT NOTHING TOO GRAPHIC, IT'S STILL A COMEDY!)

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"Seeing anything yet?" "Just a bunch of high-class, low-life fat cats, all cleaned up for prom," Taehyung mumbled, seeing a white laborghini lining up next to ferraris and porsches in the grand forecourt of the meditarranean mansion in the distance. "But no sign of anyone we care about." Yoongi sighed, grabbing another pair of binoculars and took a look himself. "Well, that will change when we get there" Jimin said, taking a look at the mansion's blueprint instead. Making sure to check every possible escape route. "Looks like the office room is in the building behind the manor.. You see it from up there?" Taehyung left his seat on the grassy rock and stood up. Focusing the binoculars on the back buildings instead, spotting a spire. "Just the very top of it.." "Wonder what they got tucked away in there," Jimin lightly chuckled, only earning a side-eye from Yoongi who simply laughed under his breath realising his friend would probably never change. 

Once a thief, always a thief.

"Let's just focus on finding Soyeon for now." "I don't know.." Jimin mumbled, glancing up at Taehyung, "You don't wanna pick up something for the wife?" Taehyung huffed a laugh, his eyes leaving the mansion to peek at him. Not actually taking his propose seriously. "That's cute.. But just keep it simple."

"Right. Simple." Jimin sighed disappointed and dusted off the work clothing he was wearing over his smoking. A precautious measure so their outfits wouldn't get dirty and raise suspicion at the party. "I'll be on my way then to sneak in with my charms. You two wait for my sign."

The two hummed, watching him walk down the path between the trees they had come from. Their gaze focusing back at the sun-colored mansion then.

The plan was for Jimin to use his skills and wits to get inside and schmooze his way right through that party, change security system up a bit, unlock the window in that office room and let them in. Solozzo would most likely be there and recognise Yoongi, so he didn't have any other option but to sneak in.

Half an hour of waiting later, the older guy lowered the binoculars, getting tired of watching luxury caey one after another driving up the serpentine road to the mansion.

"You think they caught him?" "Nah, don't think so." "Maybe he got lost then?" Taehyung eyed him with an arched brow, knowing he couldn't possiby mean it as Jimin would always memorize the whole map before entering a building.  "What if -" Yoongi's worries were cut off by Taehyung lightly hitting his chest, catching his attention. "There," he said, motioning at the side towards a balcony. Yoongi heaved his binoculars back and indeed, a light was going on and off in the room. Jimin's sign. "See?"

Yoongi rolled his eyes as he zipped Taehyung's work clothing up. "Just try to keep your tux clean." Taehyung only huffed. Unzipping the collar again as soon as Yoongi turned around. And they got off the rock and into the scrub. The setting sun bathing the building in the distance and scenery into a warm atmosphere.

They made their way through the high grass, eventually reaching the edge of the cliff the mansion was on. It was only a few meters between them and the stone fence surrounding the building that they had to climb. And they had almost reached the top when Yoongi's hand grabbed Taehyung's shoulder, preventing him from going further. "Hold up. I hear someone," he whispered.

And indeed, only a few seconds later the younger guy was also able to hear voices. Two men, probably guards, were speaking in italian further away. Taehyung hadn't heard them earlier, but Yoongi did. Listening intensely despite not understanding anything. They carefully peeked their heads out, seeing the guards holding up some big machine guns, entering a side building then. They waited a few seconds more, making sure the coast was clear. "Okay, we're good." "Damn, did you see him? That guy was carrying some serious heat," Taehyung said as they heaved themselves over the stone, not hiding how stunned he was. He patted his holster under the working attire then, making sure his magnum was still there. "Good thing we came prepared."

Yoongi nodded quietly, shifting his katana's strap on his shoulder. His gaze wandering up to the beautiful building in front of them.

They reached underneath he balcony of the office room, it not being too high as it was on ground level. Taehyung gave Yoongi a leg-up to climb up first before grabbing his reached out hand and climbing up himself. And just as planned the balcony door was unlocked, Taehyung about to enter when Yoongi stopped him once again. "What?" With a look of appeal, Yoongi unzipped his work clothes and took them off. Revealing his tuxedo. Reminding him to do the same. And Taehyung snickered, realising he'd almost entered like this. Quickly, he got rid off the blue work clothing as well, throwing it behind the bushes underneath them.

They entered the dark room then, squinting their eyes to get adjusted when recognising a figure behind the broad wooden desk. "Jimin?" The desk light got dramatically switched on, revealing Jimin sitting in a big puffy armchair with a mischievous grin. "You know what I love about parties with rich crooks? No one expects to get their pockets picked." A golden chain fell from his fingers, dangling and shimmering under the light. The two sighing almost simulataneously. "You really can't help it, huh?" "I could. But it's just too funny messing with rich people," he chuckled and got up. "Let's try to do what we're here for and get outta here instead." "Yeah, ugh about that.." Jimin's voice trailed off as he led them out, cautiously not to stumble into anyone. Yoongi swallowed, not liking his tone. "W-why? What about that?" "C'mon, lemme show you something."

They walked past long carpeted hallways with paintings and statues until reaching the railing of the upper floor balcony, mingling unnoticed with the other guest scattered up there. Looking down at the grand hall where the rest was gathered at. Drinking and laughing over the live band's music.

Jimin pointed at two men who were awkwardly standing at the hall's front, looking into their filled glasses. "Cops. I saw them when I arrived. They must be high-ranking ones from the looks of it. And then this-" His finger wandered behind them. "See that door?" They nodded. A tall guard was blocking its entry. "According to the blueprint it's a small room for stuff members, you know like a break room with no windows. But it got that goon guarding it.." He glanced at them with raised brows. "Suspicious isn't it?" Yoongi's jaw tightened, getting what Jimin was implying. "You think she's there?" He shrugged. "She might. I definitely caught our Mr. Sleezy junior coming out of there and whispering something to the guard's ear. The only way to find out is to get in there."

"You said no windows?" Taehyung questioned, taking a thinking expression. "No windows. But right behind is the wine cellar.." He eyed Yoongi with a suggestive look and it didn't take long for Yoongi to respond with a knowing one.  "But how do I get into the kitchen? The staff will get alerted if they see a random man there and we didn't bring any disguises. And I'd need to also get her out without them noticing." "Jeez, you guys act like you've never spent time in custody," Jimin sighed disappointedly, "If you want something dirty done then you wait.." The others exchanged a smirk. "..for lights out." "Exactly. "Where's the electrical panel for this place?" Descretedly, he pulled the blueprint out of his suit's pocket and showed them a spot on it. "Up here. So we gotta climb up there and kill the lights." "And get inside and past the cooks and servants in the dark." "There'll surely be an emergency generator though." They nodded at Taehyung's concern. Yoongi inhaled sharply. "That'll give us a few seconds of darkness.. It should still work." "You sure?" He nodded with detemination. "Yes. Meaning I'll have to be right next to the door when the lights go out though." "Except there's no way we can get that close without being noticed. There's no one else standing there in a four-metre-radius." A waitress came in that moment, offering them antipasti on a tablet, which only Jimin accepted. "Would you focus?" Taehyung mumbled under his breath as the waitress left to serve the guests next to them. Jimin rolled his eyes, stuffing the small snack into his mouth, nodding at the direction of the waitress. "A waiter wouldn't get noticed." Yoongi's eyes lit up. "That would work. I could sneak into the kitchen from the backdoor then."

"That will work." Jimin clapped his hands excitedly. "Alright, change of plans. Yoongi, you sneak into the wine cellar as a waiter and I'll get to the breaker room, kill the power in the kitchen right on time for you and Soyeon to get out of there." "Alright," Yoongi continued, turning to Taehyung. "And you head to the front, keep an eye on that door, okay? Let us know if anything, uh.. odd goes down." The younger guy nodded vigorously. "Before we go," Jimin said then, grabbing into his pocket. His hand opened then, revealing three in-ear-transmitters on his palm. "We still need these." Everyone picked one, shoving it into their ear before exchanging glances. "We got this."

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It wasn't hard for Yoongi to find a waiter to exchange clothes with. Waiting at the kitchen's backdoor for someone to come out for a smoke was an easy bet. And indeed, only a few minutes later a waiter came out to lighten a cigarette. Giving Yoongi the opportunity to jump off the canopy and knock him down, dragging him behind a storage room.

"You good?" Jimin's voice echoed through the in-ear. Yoongi huffed, shuffling into the dress shirt. "Yeah.. these clothes are just a bit too big for me." "Well, that's the style these days anyway.. I'm almost at the power room. Tae? You good?" "Yeah, not much movement here."

Taking a breath, he entered the busy kitchen, grabbing a silver tablet from the side and mixing with the rushing waiters as if he belonged there. And as expected, everyone was in such a hurry and stressed that no one noticed the new face in their colleague's clothes.  The kitchen was big, perhaps bigger than a restaurant's. Chefs, souschefs and simple cooks yelling among each other while preparing dishes. He dodged a waitress with a plate of soup who almost bumped into him when Taehyung spoke up from the front of the ball room. "I just came across that Solozzo guy. He was talking to some guy about being on stand-by for the boss' 'big reveal'." "Just as we expected, the necklace." Yoongi's jaw clenched until Taehyung continued with irritation in his voice, confounding Jimin's words. "I don't think he meant the necklace though.." "Huh, you sure? What else?" "Dunno. But he instructed the guy to be cautious so it wouldn't escape.. Guys, I think Soyeon's actually the big reveal. Or her and the necklace. But she's definitely involved."

Yoongi's eyes widened. Of course. Now everything made sense. "He wants to expose the thief's identity and also ridicule the cops. That's why they got invited. To show he managed getting his necklace back without the police's help." "Damn, that's twisted." "And narcissistic." "But she wouldn't be the one getting in trouble," Taehyung pointed out then, "While he actually kidnapped her. Isn't he scared of exposing his own crime?" "A rich guy like that? He'd surely pay off police and anyone else if someone found out she wasn't there on her own will." Yoongi almost collided with a cook who was hurriedly passing a saucier to a colleague. Everyone was so busy and rushing around that no one paid attention to the waiter who sneaked into the wine cellar. 

The wine cellar was bigger than expected, similar to the kitchen. Dim lights and lowered temperature for the sensitive liquids, along with stacks and stacks of dark barrels and lined up bottles in shelves, creating an eery atmosphere.

According to the blueprint, the wall to the left was the one connected to the room they wanted to get in. He got his sword out from the back of the dress shirt, the large fit having been quite practical after all, and began to cut a small hole in the wall so that he could look inside carefully, in case there was another security guard lurking behind it.

The room on the other side had a much simpler interior, contrary to the extravagantly decorated rest of the house. Probably because it was supposed to only be a staff members room. He couldn't recognise much else though, so he enlarged the hole. Hearing a quiet: "What the hell?" from the other side which made him instantly smile in relief. Jimin's intuition had been right again. "Soyeon?" "Yoongi?" 

It was silent for a moment, until a feline eye suddenly appeared in front of the hole. Looking right back at him. "How.. What are you doing here?" Soyeon whispered, beaming with joy when unexpectedly seeing him there. "What do you think I'm doing?" he scoffed playfully, an amused grin spreading on his features then. "Go aside, I'll make it bigger so you can fit through." She quickly stepped away, watching the hole crumble more and growing bigger in no time. Dust rose, clouding her vision for a moment and she coughed. Soon recognising Yoongi's silhouette when it began settling. He slid his sword back to its sheath, standing there with a lopsided smile on his face. "Hey, there." Soyeon's lips instantly tucked into a smirk and she folded her arms. "Missed me so much, had to chase me all the way to Italy, huh?" "Something like that," he said, the smile never leaving his face when noticing something sparkling around her neck then. And he frowned. "You wear the necklace?"

Her eyes widened and she looked down, having completely forgotten about it. "Y-yeah, they also gave me new clothes and even did my make-up, as you see.." She tugged at the long black dress and he had to quickly look away when feeling himself staring. Her appearance not only making his cheeks flush. "I don't know why exactly though, I didn't understand a word as they spoke Italian to me.." He hummed, his theory only varifying when he watched her taking off the piece of jewelry and tossing it back into the room. Looking at her dumbfounded to which she simply shrugged. "What? Obviously I don't want it!"

"Guys, I don't wanna interrupt the cute get-together, but something's happening," Taehyung's voice hushed on the other line of the transmitter, "Our guy got on stage and started delivering a speech. Something about wanting to be the one hosting this year for a special reason.. and Solozzo is going in the direction of the door now." "Crap," Yoongi muttered to which Soyeon looked confused. "We gotta go." He grabbed her wrist and led her to the cellar's door, opening it carefully and glancing through the crack. Trying remembering the route back. "Alright, Yoongi, I'm at the switch. You ready?" Yoongi breathed, having spotted the backdoor around the corner from the grocery boxes. "Yeah, let's ruin this jerk's party." 

In an instant, everything turned black. Voices becoming louder and panicked as Yoongi tucked Soyeon past everyone, making sure not to bump into anyone by walking near cabinets and they reached the exit right when the generator switched the lights back on. The two disappearing outside.

Breathing heavily from the adrenaline rush, she propped her hand against the wall. "Damn, that was quite risky!"  He nodded, still holding her wrist. "We're not done yet. Still have to make it out of the property. Okay?" She nodded, catching her breath again and Yoongi tapped at the in-ear. "Guys, how's it looking?" "I'm on my way to the meeting place," Jimin announced. "Well, as for me.." Taehyung whispered, "I'm quietly leaving the hall. Trying getting to the front door. Solozzo just interrupted the speech by whispering something in his ear. I think we all know what. So prepare for sht to go down real quick and them locking everything up." Yoongi hummed. "Alright, going to the meeting place then. Be quick." He turned his focus to Soyeon then. "How well can you climb?" Her eyes widened in alert. "Wh- not very. Why?" He gave her an apologetic look. "I fear we have to. It's only a few meters though." Leading her to the stone fence where he and Taehyung had previously climbed up from, he swung his legs over it. Waiting for her to follow.

Soyeon gulped, taking a look down before backing off. "I know it seems high, but we don't have much time left," he softly spoke up with an apologetic look. "You can do this, okay?" And she bit her lips, nodding. Knowing someone might catch them soon if they didn't hurry. So she gathered the dress' long fabric in her hands, making a knot to shorten it and allow her getting over the fence easier. With a deep breath, she grabbed it's edge as tightly as she could and climbed down. It was indeed only a few meters and yet it felt like a long way to go. Carefully, she set her feet on wherever they touched and followed him. Regretting not having taken off the high heels.

Suddenly they heard someone roaming the area above them. Yelling. Most likely guards looking for them. Soyeon's fingers clutched harder into the rocks as she did her best to keep herself up and not lose balance. The voices soon disappeared and Yoongi gave her a sign to continue.

They reached the end of the cliff, Yoongi being the first to touch ground again. Holding his hands out for her to grab and pulling her up with force. Causing her to collide with his chest and both stumbled, landing on the grass. For a moment they groaned in pain before bursting out laughing. And they quickly got up, brushing the dirt off the clothes when more shouts and noises came from inside the property. And they hid in the high grass, stealthing their way to the front. Tall plants covering them from the sight of the street when Yoongi took a look through the bars of the entrance gate. His eyes spotting the silver mercedes Jimin had hotwired to use for his entrance among the other high-class cars. It was still parked there but no sight of the other and he began worrying, wondering where the two were. The in-ear didn't seem to work either as he was outside and most likely out of its radius. He went closer, seeing the guards in the forecourt were also running into the building to see what was happening inside. Giving him the opportunity to draw his sword and slicing the metal bars, pushing it wide open. They entered the property once again, hurrying to the mercedes while ducking behind the parked cars.

"Stay here and get down," he instructed her then in a low voice when she slid inside the backseat. She grabbed his arm though, her eyes bewildered. "Where are you going?" He sighed, releasing her hand from its grip. "My friends are inside there. I should go check why they're taking so long." "Wait, your friends are actually here? Taehyung and.. Jimin?" He nodded, seeing her brows raising as she sank more into her seat. "Why are they.. why are you..?" She tried comprehending when gunshots were heard from inside the building, causing them both to tense up and look at the direction of the building. It wasn't hard to guess who they were aimed for. His jaw tightened and he swallowed. Brown irises falling back to her with apprehension. "Don't worry, okay?" She nodded and he gave her a small smile before tightening the grip around his sword. Jogging towards the entrance when the door suddenly flew open. Seeing none other than Taehyung and Jimin running out of it while shooting behind them.

"Run, run, run!" "Crap!"

They all ran back to the silver car, reaching it when a bunch of guards appeared at the doorframe, shooting at them like mad. Hitting not only theirs but also neighboring cars, breaking the rare window of a yellow ferrari. "There goes the insurance," Jimin chuckled as he took the driver's seat and started the engine. Taehyung following suit into the passenger seat while Yoongi went to his usual spot in the back, next to Soyeon who was crouching in fear of getting hit by a random bullet. The tires squeaked when Jimin floored the gaspedal and they dashed out of the gates and down the road. Curving every serpentine in a dangerously sharp angle, throwing them from one side to another. Soyeon's elbow accidentally hitting Yoongi's rip at one point.

"Are they behind us?"

"I can see one -" A bullet hit the trunk, cutting off Taehyung. And scowl spread over his eyes as he turned in his seat, leaning out of the window. "Not for long though. Hold the car steady!" he yelled. Jimin huffed, overtaking a truck. "That's easier said then done!" The car swayed again when another bullet almost hit the side-mirror. "Try for two seconds!" And he did. Allowing Taehyung to fire three precise shots, audibly hitting the pursuer. The car behind them swerved, spinning out and leaving it's lane before crushing into the trench on the side of the road. And he fell back to his seat with a content grin. Jimin errupting into a fit of laughs as they left the country road and entered the highway, heading north towards the city. "Damn, that was fun! I forgot how much fun this is!" "You idiot almost got us killed," Taehyung groaned, throwing him an annoyed glare. "I did not. It's not my fault this guy suddenly turned around the corner right when I got out of the vent!" "Why were you there anyway?" His friend rolled his eyes. "It was the fastest way back from the power room, duh." And Soyeon observed them bewilderedly as they joked and teased. It was a hairbreadth escape and they were just laughing it off like it was nothing. "You guys are really used to that kind of stuff, huh?" she faintly giggled. Rising from her crouched position to straighten herself again. "You could say so."

Yoongi shrugged nonchalantly, a small grin on his lips, making her laugh under her breath. She leaned forward then, peeking her head between the two in the front. "I remember you, you're the doctor's husband," she smiled and pointed at Taehyung, her head then switching to Jimin. "But we haven't met yet, I've only heard of you." Jimin gave her a brief smile before focusing back on the road. "Only good stuff I hope!" "Of course," she grinned and sat back. Dragging out a sigh then when peeking at Yoongi who was quietly staring outside. Deep in thoughts as it seemed. The airstream tousing his long dark waves. "Seriously, I can't thank y'all enough.. I don't know how to make it up to you." She didn't know why those strangers helped her. Hell, she didn't even know why Yoongi even still bothered. He was often still a mystery to her. And yet he and his friends risked so much for her. And her hand covered his which was laying on his lap. Giving him a gentle smile when he perked up at her touch and looked at her. Returning the smile.

"Food. Food is always a good way," Taehyung grinned, when eyeing Yoongi from the rare view mirror. Winking at him. "But it was nothing, seriously. Don't worry. We've been doing this kind of stuff all the time." "And besides.." Jimin slid his hand into his blaze's inner pocket. Revealing the goldchain he had taken from that rich lady. "I did get my souvenir. Bella's gonna love it."

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[radiantlyrey]

I have been rereading Martha Wells' Murderbot books, because the most recent one came out Tuesday and I don't have it yet (sob). I read Network Effect first, and now I'm on All Systems Red. It's so interesting how Murderbot's narrative voice has changed over the course of the series.

Now that I've finished ASR, I wanna circle back to this because I think it's so interesting. In ASR, Murderbot's narrative voice seems unsure of itself, as though Murderbot isn't really sure who/what exactly it is outside of Being a SecUnit Doing SecUnit Things (And Consuming Media). It talks about its constant boredom and the waves of "I don't care" and in a way reads like someone caught in deep depression. (This isn't surprising, since in the next book it talks about how the human neural tissue that increased SecUnit intelligence also gave them/it the propensity for anxiety and depression.)

On the other side of things, in NE, while Murderbot doesn't really know what it wants, it is still much more self-assured and comfortable being itself--cussing and snarky and not making eye contact or touching (because touching is gross), and violently protective of those it sees as its humans. It's still having trouble seeing itself as a person, but it knows who/what it is, even if in some ways it still doesn't like itself.

This is really striking to me as a reader and a writer, just because it's such a tangible depiction of character growth and development. I'm sure some of it is a result of Martha Wells getting a better handle on Murderbot as a character, but it's still absolutely fascinating to me. The whole series is really a huge journey of self-discovery for Murderbot, as it decides what to do with itself and who it is now that it's free of the company. And I can't wait to see where that journey goes next in System Collapse.

[comfortjoonie]

Taejoon -- Overdrinking

hey guys! seems like a lot of you were interested in the overdrinking fic, so i made it. it's kinda bad lol. i tried my best.

TW: Emeto, alcohol, blood

“We should go home, hyung,” Taehyung says.  He hands a glass of water to Namjoon and stands up from the bar.

Namjoon is too drunk to stand up without help.  He’s exhausted and feels so sick and foggy.  “F-fine, that’s fine,” he says, Taehyung helping him up.  “I’ll call a cab.”

—

When Namjoon stumbles into the hotel room, he nearly collapses immediately.  Taehyung can hear his hyung’s stomach gurgling, knowing what it means, so he all but drags him to the bathroom and forces him over the toilet.  He breathes heavily for a minute, trying not to throw up.

“Hyung, you should get it out of your system,” Taehyung says.

“No..don’t wanna..” Namjoon says, rubbing his eyes.  He’s so hard to control when he’s drunk.  Taehyung is lucky it’s 2am and Namjoon is exhausted, therefore way easier to manage.  Usually he gets tired and feverish like this, and sometimes he gets a little panicked, like right now.  Despite how big he is, Namjoon is a lightweight and always overestimates how much he can take. “Hyung, just let it up.  You’re gonna feel better once you do.”  Namjoon shakes his head and swallows.  Taehyung touches his forehead.  “You have a fever, hyung,” he sighs.  Namjoon suddenly gags and liquid mixed with bile pours out of his mouth.  He coughs and gags again.  Taehyung knows this could easily go on all night with how much he drank.  Taehyung hadn’t even noticed – he’d just gone to the other side of the bar and sat with a couple of girls he found interesting while Namjoon caught up with some friends from high school.  At 1am, one of Namjoon’s friends had crossed the bar and told him they were leaving, but Namjoon was way too drunk to be by himself.

“I don’t know why you drank so much, hyung.  And you barely ate anything today.  You know better than this.”  Taehyung is trying not to get frustrated, but he hates seeing Namjoon like this.  Namjoon vomits again, shaking his head.

“I don’t know…” he says. He grimaces and leans back against the bathtub.  Taehyung flushes the toilet.

“You need a bath, hyung, you’re sweating like crazy.”

“No…” Namjoon doesn’t want to get in the water.  The pressure of water on his stomach will make him throw up again, he thinks.  And he’s foggy, but clear enough to remember that every time he gets a fever, Taehyung makes him bathe in cold water, just like his mom did.

“If you take a shower, I’ll have to come in with you and make sure you don’t fall over or black out,” Taehyung says.  “And I don’t want to get my clothes wet.”  Namjoon sighs.

“Fine.”

Taehyung lifts Namjoon’s shirt off and strips him down to his boxers, running the bath.  Namjoon is breathing heavily with his head hanging down, looking pained.  “Hyung, get in now,” Taehyung says, helping Namjoon into the tub.  “Just sit here for ten minutes, okay?”

Namjoon is shivering like crazy, and he can feel the next wave of vomit definitely coming.  

“I’m gonna go grab you some water.  If you feel like you’re gonna pass out, get out of the tub.”  Taehyung leaves and fills up a glass with water, but when he hears a loud splash of water, he drops the glass on the floor and runs to the bathroom, not caring about the shattered glass on the floor.  He rushes in the bathroom to find Namjoon, soaking wet, vomiting into the toilet again.  He’s dripping water all over the floor.  Taehyung leans down and rubs his hyung’s back.  “Gosh, hyung,” he mumbles.  “You need to be more careful next time.” 

In between two gags, Namjoon responds.  “S-sorry,” he whispers, then vomits again.  

“Next time we go to a bar, I’m staying by your side the whole time.”  Namjoon finishes and fumbles for the toilet paper.  Taehyung takes a piece and wipes his mouth, then flushes the toilet.  “I’m sorry you’re so sick, Namjoonie.  Is there anything you need?  Ice pack? Stomach rubs?  Cuddles?”  Namjoon shakes his head.

“Sleep,” he mumbles.  Taehyung grabs a towel from the counter and drapes it over Namjoon.  “Take off your boxers and dry yourself off.  Taehyung looks away and Namjoon does so.  Taehyung wraps the towel around Namjoon’s waist and helps him to the bedroom.  Taehyung and Namjoon had requested a room with two beds – Namjoon usually hates having physical contact in his sleep – but they were only able to give them a room with one bed.  It made Taehyung sad that his favorite hyung wouldn’t want to sleep with him, but he respected Namjoon’s choice to sleep on the floor.  Except, when Namjoon’s sick, he always likes to share the bed with someone and have them close by.  Taehyung grabs Namjoon’s pajamas and hands them to him, but Namjoon is shaking too badly to put them on.  Taehyung helps him pull on his boxers, shorts, and socks and helps him into bed again.  Namjoon is exhausted.  Taehyung stays for ten minutes with him and makes sure he’s asleep before going to the bathroom to clean up.  It’s 3am and he’s completely exhausted.  

He grabs a towel and dries the bathroom floor, then grabs Namjoon’s boxers and hangs them to dry.  He’s draining the bath when he hears a thud and a cry of pain, and he rushes to the kitchen to find Namjoon sitting next to the broken glass with blood on his hands and just below his ribs.  He’d completely forgotten about the shattered glass.  Taehyung runs over to Namjoon, seeing the blood on the glass and putting the pieces together.  His shoes crunch on the glass.  Namjoon has tears in his eyes.  Taehyung curses loudly as he grabs Namjoon and drags him away from the glass.

“What happened?  What were you doing here?”

“I tried to gr-grab water, and I slipped on the water here and fell on the glass.

“I’m so sorry, hyung, oh, gosh, I can’t believe this,” he curses again.  Namjoon starts gagging and Taehyung grabs a bowl and brings it to Namjoon while he vomits, but nothing comes up and Namjoon sets the bowl aside.  He doesn’t know what to do besides try and stop the bleeding.  The cut on Namjoon’s stomach looks pretty mild, but it’s still bleeding a lot.  Thinking quickly, he grabs a dishcloth and presses it against the wound.  Namjoon’s hands are bleeding from catching himself, so Taehyung grabs another to wrap around his hands. 

“I have no idea what to do, hyung,” Taehyung sighs and runs a finger through his hair.  Namjoon looks like he’s about to pass out from the shock.  Taehyung pulls Namjoon’s hair out of his face.  “Stay awake, Namjoon-hyung.  Don’t go to sleep.”

I have no motivation lol.  This is where my brain ends.  If you guys want a part two i might do it but idk.  Sorry if this isn’t what you guys were hoping for.

[theflyingfeeling]

Thirteenth Day of Gift-Giving: Characters

Prompt: A student who keeps falling falls asleep in the library

Ta-da! It's a University/College AU! With a surprise guest! 🥰

~

With a mix of horror and worry, Aleksi watched Robin sip his at RedBull: as far as he was concerned, the guy didn't need any more energy than the amount he was born with.

“So! The deadline for the project is…” Robin said, scrolling on his computer mouse vigorously. 

“In four and half weeks,” Aleksi filled him in with a subtle sigh. He knew Robin preferred to take his sweet time due to his dyslexia, but even still, Aleksi thought starting the preparations for their upcoming presentation a month in advance was a tad too early.

“Brilliant! We’re right on schedule. Should we start with collecting the background literature? I recently discovered this amazing database with audio aids that I think we could definitely–”

Robin’s sentence was cut short when the door to the study pod they had booked for the afternoon opened and in walked an exhausted-looking character who Aleksi had longed to see the whole day – never mind the fact he had woken up right next to him that very morning.

"Oh! Hi there," he greeted the newcomer, who proceeded to move Aleksi’s backpack on the floor and almost collapsed on the bench Aleksi was sitting on, making himself a nest of the flannel jacket Aleksi had laid there. Without saying a word, the silent character rested his head on Aleksi’s lap and nuzzled his cheek against Aleksi's thigh before exhaling deeply and closing his eyes.

Looking back up to his coursemate, Aleksi saw Robin’s eyes round with confusion at the sudden appearance of the intruder.

“My boyfriend,” Aleksi told him. Only then it occurred to him that during the many discussions he had had with Robin about their lives in and outside university throughout the semester, the topic of relationships had never come up before. Mentally Aleksi crossed his fingers and toes in hopes of Robin not having a problem with Aleksi dating a guy, even if nothing in his behaviour had ever implied such a thing.

“Ah!” The creases on Robin’s forehead disappeared the instant he heard Aleksi’s explanation. “Right. Anyway! The database I found is suuuuuuuper helpful, I think you should take a look, hold on, let me email you the link…”

Aleksi couldn’t hold back the relieved smile and let Robin babble on about this new ‘treasure trove’ he had discovered. In the meantime, Aleksi slid a hand under the table and into his boyfriend’s hair, giving his scalp a few gentle rubs.

“You alright?” he asked under his voice, glancing down at Olli.

“Tired. Headache.”

Olli’s answer made Aleksi easen his touch on Olli immediately, softly caressing his head instead of massaging it.

“Hungry?”

Olli nodded.

“There’s a Tupla bar in my backpack.”

The prospect of getting some sugar in his system had Olli sitting up with sluggish movements to rummage Aleksi’s backpack in search of the promised chocolate. Once he had located it, he tore the package in half with a snap and gave the other half to Aleksi. 

On the other side of the table, Robin was looking at them, his eyebrows tilted with concern. 

“Do you wanna take a break or…”

“No, it’s fine,” Aleksi reassured him, then nudged Olli. “We’re working on an assignment, so I can meet you later if you wanna go–”

“Can I stay?” Even with a mouth full of sweet chocolate, Olli’s voice sounded downright miserable.

Aleksi glanced at Robin, who shrugged. In Aleksi’s books it was as good as yes.

“Sure, if you’d rather. I don’t know how long we’ll take and how comfortable you’ll be able to make yourself here though, but–”

“Would this be of help? For lack of a blanket.” Over the table, Robin was passing his woollen scarf, so large that one could barely see his face when he had it wrapped around his neck.

Touched by Robin’s gesture, Aleksi flashed him a small smile. “That’ll do, I think. Thanks.”

Aleksi turned back to Olli just in time to witness him licking his fingers clean off melted chocolate. The sight was mesmerising, but for Robin’s sake, Aleksi forced himself to look away and open the email Robin had just sent him to keep himself focused on their project instead of daydreaming about tending to his boyfriend later that night.

Having finished his snack, Olli unfolded the scarf Robin had offered him and pulled it on himself as he lay down on the bench again, using Aleksi’s thigh as his pillow. If Aleksi hadn’t scheduled this group-work meeting with Robin weeks ago already, he would’ve ditched his coursemate on the spot to take Olli home and laze about in bed next to him until he’d feel more like himself again. Now, with Olli already on the verge of dozing off on him, he had to settle for just playing with Olli’s soft curls until he could feel Olli’s breathing becoming deeper and less frequent. When Aleksi was sure Olli was sound asleep, he caressed Olli’s temple one last time with his thumb and went back to business with Robin.

~*~

It was ten minutes to the closing time of the library when Aleksi finally had the heart to nudge Olli awake – or rather pamper him awake, by stroking his forearm with enough force to rouse him, yet gently enough to not alarm him too suddenly.

Rubbing his eyes, Olli turned to his back and looked up at Aleksi.

“Feeling any better?”

“A little.”

Aleksi moved his hand to pet Olli’s belly as the man’s sleepy eyes travelled around the study pod.

“Where’s your friend?”

“Robin just left.” Aleksi didn’t think it necessary to tell Olli that ‘just’ in this context meant ‘nearly an hour ago’.

“He forgot his scarf.”

“Yeah, I’ll give it back to him tomorrow.” In truth, Aleksi had tried to give it back to Robin earlier, but Olli’s grip on his makeshift blanket had been so tight that Robin had told him not to worry about it. To make up for having Robin walk back home in -10 degrees with no scarf, Aleksi had insisted Robin should take the remaining half of his chocolate bar, having to practically throw it at him when the man kept refusing the gesture, overly polite (and just frustratingly nice) as he was.

Still visibly minding his head and neck, Olli sat up, his curls all tangled from Aleksi’s fingers having fondled them for hours. His face was sleepy and soft, and Aleksi would’ve pulled him in for a kiss if he hadn’t just seen the campus library guard doing rounds at the other end of the corridor. He gave Olli a quick peck on the corner of his mouth instead. 

“Home?” he suggested. A light lit up in Olli’s eyes; a small smile tugged on the corner of his lips where Aleksi’s had just kissed him.

“Please,” Olli answered, stealing a kiss from Aleksi in return.

[iminthetunnels]

at what point does it hit you?

you wanna talk abt change and support. u wanna talk shit on drug addicts or people who have simply stopped caring. what if you took a step back a realized it starts from literal conception. we don’t value mothers or pregnant mothers. we look down on them.

if more parents were able to appropriately be there for their children, while still working, or going to school. and having benefits that actually allow us to still be stay at home parents, we would see less drug abuse, destruction, stealing, and laziness.

if we actually took a step back to realize being with our children, and raising a society that’s grateful for parents, esp single parents, we’d thrive. point blank lol.

you wanna talk shit about women or parents in general advocating for support to be a stay at home parent, then turn around and question why children are “like that” ie; anxious, turning to destruction, “hopeless” in a sense. well it’s because parents can’t parent anymore. forced into a work force that unforgiving. forcing their children into unfit, underpaid daycares and school systems. it has to change. more support for single parents and parents in general.

when will politicians stop baiting votes with “child tax credits” and then abolishing the act entirely lol. when will we see real change. why do i feel forced to work odd hours while my child sleeps, then loose sleep myself. i don’t want to hear “this is the life you chose!” it sure is. it’s the most blessed job you can have, being a parent. it’s the most thankless job. women don’t even see having children as rewarding because they know they’ll lose their careers, jobs, livelihood and have to rely on men. which is a whole other topic. i will forever stand by my decision as the one that saved my life. but just know, my son is never the burden, having children is never the burden. its societies hive mind mentality that is not forgiving. it’s a workforce that doesn’t care about people. it’s a society that truly doesn’t give a shit about u. voting won’t change anything. like i stated before, these parties win your vote over with false hope. there needs to be major reform before it collapses on itself entirely. i have been haunted with these thoughts for years now, even before having children.

[cacozealous-cat-hours]

<<call me anything that isn't a slur/insult, I wanna see what folks come up with

<<pronouns are: surprise me >8)

<<postin' some of the little worldstuffs I made here 8)

<<notes:

<<(most of my original posts are just weird memes so watch out if you're expecting worldbuilding or something)

List of current fandoms and corresponding AUs (under the cut):

Monday Fight Rankin (possibly an ex-name) - Ghost Town

Based on the lore around spirits. The main characters are chilling in a once-abandoned village (possibly fishing-based, but I haven't decided.) now inhabited by spirits called Ghost Town (literally). Mostly hidden from the rest of the world to prevent disruption of their peace, but regularly interact with the regular human-inhabited village nearby.

Rainworld: Hearth AU

Set around/after the Saints campaign, a still living iterator managed to move on from the Triple Affirmative, now taking care of a slugcat and scavenger colony, and is trying to rally other groups under her since y'know, the world is a freezing wasteland now.

Undertale- Tingetale

A hidden monster village on the surface managed to survive due to the power of said tinged souls but ended up getting discovered after the underground monsters were freed, now they have to adapt to modern society, or rather had.

Homestuck- Aphtraldis

Trolls are a bit different now, especially the hemospectrum/caste system, part of a group of species called Cinerians and are related to Carapacians through this.

Traditional trolls mostly exist in folklore only, as the Duskhorned.

Solarballs- Rhamnousian System

Set in the far future, in a red giant system, if you check the etymology of Rhamnousia, there are extra hints for lore. Otherwise, they are just chilling as the universe slowly dies.

Flatland- 6 Pals Perspective

Over many years in the past, some flatland refugees managed to escape the 2nd dimension, eventually accumulating. This resulted in the first flatlander village in the 3rd dimension being founded. The story is from the perspective of 6 kids in this village of varying shapes, from a triangle to an octagon. The biggest difference here is the saying "once a line, always a line" no longer holds in the 3rd dimension, the once lines collapsing into simply slimmer versions of shapes (painfully if they weren't born that way), like an in-between of Flatland the Movie and the Film, and everyone is somewhat irregular due to not being built for 3rd-dimensional gravity. Clinical irregularity, (not important anymore either, unless related to something like scoliosis or developmental issues) starts around a 10° deviation but also depends on side amount, basically if it looks lopsided enough, it's lopsided.

Dayshift at Freddys - N/A

Not quite a full AU but an idea where everything stays around the same, except there's a character that can interact with and get possessed by the kiddie ghosts willingly. She has to avenge their deaths or get pestered by them for the rest of her life, which would've been cut short already had The Incident leading to the ghost-seeing been successful.

DND - Whatever the DM (my classmate) calls it

Not my au, just characters but I'd like to spill how ridiculous mine are

The characters I've played as so far are:

A goblin ex-cleric monk (who became a monk because of going through the grilled cheese dimension) named Ooga Booga with freakishly high stats.

And my personal favorite, a tabaxi warlock named Dog who is JUST A KID and WORSHIPS A RAT, he hasn't been used yet actually but guy is literally a poor little meow meow, I got some sad lore for the two of em (even the patron) but I'll reveal that eventually ;) ALSO IN THE GROUP HES IN THERE A GUY THAT SACRIFICES CHILDREN SO PRAY FOR HIM-

Warrior Cats - Fellowship(s) of the Ming(ming)

OH MY GOD HOW COULD I FORGET THIS MY WHOLE SHTICK IS CATS-

Cats live in groups called Fellowships, which are further divided into smaller groups called Sects. There are only two Fellowships, those who live in the west of a mountain called the Nightlongers (not the final name including the other one, it's called that because the mountain blocks any sight of the actual sun for a while), and those who live in the east part are called the Daybracers (I think you can connect the dots)

[spaceratprodigy]

WIP Last-Line Tag ✏

Thank you for the tag @the-lastcall 💖💫

The last thing I wrote was a second draft to a prompt that was very personal to me. I haven't shared this lil short story yet because it's not ready or polished in any capacity and tbh I'm not sure if I ever wanna share the whole thing.

It's not really any secret that Captain Faith is quite literally just.. Me! But she is also a great source of comfort for me, an outlet, a way to not feel so lost or alone.. I don't really always like talking in depth abt my mental health or trauma so I won't get into so many details but this prompt specifically was my outlet for experiences with becoming so overwhelmed/overstimulated/etc that I become non-verbal and more specifically a time I was so distressed I began to panic and I couldn't see, hear, speak, breathe, and I just collapsed on the floor and remember my bf desperately trying to get me up and calm me down.

Not exactly a happy prompt but I find a lot of comfort in creating. This short story was purely for myself, purely just needing to get it out of my system, and just wanting to write a happier ending of knowing that sometimes there really are others out there that care about your wellbeing.

So without further ado, here are the actual last lines I wrote (scribbled furiously on this piece of paper is more like it, my goodness):

The realization of what Max just said finally hit her. Still feeling embarrassed with herself, she looked down and brought her fingers back up to the buttons.

[You really brought this just for me?] she typed.

Max felt a slight warmth in his cheeks. "Captain, your bag is always filled with things you can use to help us." He couldn't hold it in any longer. "I admire your care and dedication, but I am not fond of knowing how often you put yourself last."

There was a sternness in the Vicar's voice, one he had not shown her since the day they met.

"You isolate yourself, you bottle everything up, you don't allow yourself time to rest or grieve-"

Faith looked away from him. She hadn't realized how much concern she had been causing.

Max paused, then sighed deeply. Those last parts may not have been coming out sounding as composed as he'd have liked them to.

His voice calmed, but his eyes never left Faith. "I want you to take care of yourself and.." he started to pause again. Max was no stranger to talking, to listening to the troubles of others. When it came to Faith, however, he worried about saying the wrong thing.

"..I want to help if I can. That's why I've been packing my own bag with things I could use to help you."

Faith had tears welling in her eyes by this point. She's never known this kind of comfort. No one in her life has ever dedicated themselves to showing her this kind of generosity. Least of all she had no idea how much effort Vicar Max had been dedicating just to making sure she would be well taken care of in case something bad were to happen. Again.

Faith scooted herself just a little bit closer to Max.

He bent his head down closer to her ear and began to speak softly. "You're not alone anymore, Faith" he whispered. "You can always come talk to me if you need anything."

He never calls me by my name

She thought to herself, feeling her cheeks get hot.

They sat together in silence for a few minutes, listening to the breeze rustling the leaves. There was a great comfort in having a moment of peace. In having him next to her, refusing to leave her side.

Finally, she turned the datapad towards him again.

[Could you please keep talking to me?]

Faith could have sworn there was a hint of a smile on his face when he looked at her. His eyes and his voice softened.

"Of course, Captain."

[plasticfangtastic]

Do you like living in Australia? How was living in Venezuela (if I’m getting that right)?

Been here for almost 15 years and am still barely used to the weather. The summers still get to me bcuz they r so dry ans i mean humans arent meant to survive 35 to 38 degrees celcius. Trust me 38 degrees its a crime and makes u wanna vomit just being in your own skin.

I like it here and i live in the most boring city in the country so its safe and quiet and everything is so far away but then again this state could fit my whole country in without a problem so its expected and you get used to travelling 1 hr to get fancy ice cream or just go anywhere. I only been to melbourne and sydney and they are nice cities but Adelaide is so much better even if its small and boring... at least the transport system makes sense and isnt overpriced like in sydney.

I think maybe in 10 yrs i could see myself moving to another state or overseas but who knows.

Venezuela was a bit of a blur i moved here after turning 15 but my memory its spotty but i remember it being a very beautiful and busy, i lived in Maracay so it was a big busy city, but i grew up during Chavez dictatorship...so i basically saw my country deteriorate as time went by and while i didnt want to come to australia and didnt understood why we were moving... i understood with due time as the economy did collapse after we left in 2010.

My family was lower middle class so we werent having a horrible time but not a great time either... i do remember the schedule and not schedule blackouts and my shower being occupied by massive water barrels holding our bathing water bcuz god knows when they were gonna cut the water and for how long, or my parent arguing about bills and money-- we always had food but luxuries and travelling were off the table. My dad had it hard as he grew up in the US so he moved to Venezuela back when it was booming and great, so he was eager to leave but not as much as my mom.

I do miss the food and the mountains...but specially the mountains and trees... SA its so flat.

Sometimes i do wonder what would have happened if we moved to Canada as it was intended or the US had my grandpa and my mum werent opposed to it... mom thought the US was ugly and unsafe which is funny considering she grew up in Petare and one of her cousins is/was a suspected serial killer.

[luffythinker]

The fact you also dabble in Naruto is a explosion on my heart, I have so many headcanons i wanna tell you about. I always see a lot of Naruto having top scars but my headcanon is Shikamaru is the one with top scars (Cause im a huge ShikaNaru) I wanna incorporate it into my writing but i don't wanna offend anyone cause i don't have a wide knowledge of the subject. So forgive me if i'm being offensive to anyone. I cannot get the idea of in Shikamaru's Genin years he didn't really care about his chest because it wasn't prominent enough to cause him any problems, he could wear his mesh net with just a jacket, no problems. After he became a Chunin he started growing up, his chest started growing too so he used the vest to cover his chest along with a binder. His parents don't mind, his mom would appreciate a girl but if Shikamaru wants to be a boy she's happy no matter what her son is, his dad is down as well, he's proud to have a son. ANYWAY Naruto one day hanging out with him see's him sitting back without his vest watching clouds together or smg, he grows curious and ask him what that is? why's he got a short undershirt thing? Shikamaru just tells him like it is, cause he's got something he doesn't like about himself, Naruto doesn't prey too much on the issue. After the timeskip Shikamaru has gotten top surgery and he's taking hormone therapy, Naruto thought he was doing drugs the first time he saw him do it. Shikamaru laughed when he said this. Later on some more when they are actually in their realationship Naruto, a alley with 0 knowledge of anything involving gender or stuff like that touches Shikamaru's bare when he's allowed to see it ask what those scars are, he's concerned somebody tried to kill him, once again making Shikamaru laugh. Im sorry to ramble on but i love them and i wanna talk about them.

OMG OMG OMG I LITERALLY LOVE SHIKANARU

transmasc shika omg im gonna collapse, i love to think that he was able to transition so peacefully because he had a great support system, his family was good to him and let him decide how he wanted to dress, and after becoming a genin Asuma just accepted when he said he was a boy, no questions asked !!!

I fully believe he had a crush on naruto since they were kids, but yk there was 'the whole village needs to hate him' thing so he never really got to act on it or interact much. Naruto has his own things going on so he is off to save sasuke and training and really doesn't have it on his mind to think about crushes or romance.

Shika gets top surgery as soon as his chest starts to bother him, he starts taking T, he trains, he's living his life, his crush never quite goes away but it's just something that it's there.

When naruto comes back and they see each other again, he notices shika is different, but like u said, he doesn't think much of it, except he feels Things now. Naruto, to me, feels like a character that does something about things, so if he starts feeling different I can't see him pining silently for years, he's just gonna talk and do something about it, so he does.

I don't think he fully realizes what his feelings are until he talks to shikamaru, shika kisses him on the lips and that's when naruto gets what this all means and what he wants.

I also fully believe Naruto is pan, I don't think he would care about gender at all, he likes people and that's about it, but like u said!!!!!! he also doesn't know a thing about gender, hormones, etc so he is very confused when he sees shika using T for the first time. I think it's very lovely that he thinks someone tried to hurt him when he saw the top scars, I can see them sleeping together and naruto just softly tracing it with his hands and telling shikamaru how handsome he is

ok so i may have gotten a bit too excited here but I'm just very passionate about them okay!! please talk to me more, I'm also open to a lot of ships in naruto