#ome piece Marines

[underrrated1]

New experiences

Cowboy!Marine! Reader has been on my mind too much.

Strictly platonic. Might make Cowboy! Reader a reoccurring thing, who knows.

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Koby had never seen such an obedient crew when it came to the Marines. There was always a group, big or small, that misbehaved.

He was shadowing a different Captain, Garp had stuff to do so he was pushed to another. Honestly he was expecting glares and sneering from the crew, but instead he was met with smiles and cheers.

"Welcome to th' crew, Koby! We're glad to have ya'round!" The Captain said from behind him. Instantly he noted the western accent that was very apparent in their speach.

Koby turned around to salute the captain, taking in the most notable thing about them, being the western hat atop their head. Something a cowboy would wear in the wild wild west books he read as a kid, with horses and gun draws.

"Captain!" Koby said, hand flat and up by his forehead.

Someone in the crew let out a chuckle, then another, and soon after everyone was laughing. At one point he thought he heard a couple people fall to the floor.

Even the Captain let out a laugh. "No need t'be so formal, we don't do all that 'round here" They pat his shoulder before walking towards the stairs. He simply nodded and let his hand fall.

"You got any questions? What's for dinner? Sleeping quarters?" They asked, looking at Koby from half way up the stairs.

"Uh, yeah..." Koby muttered, scratching his neck. No matter how much he had improved, he was still as nervous meeting new people as he was when he met Luffy.

"Hm? Speak up!" They hollered, narrowing their eyes at him with a small frown.

"I do have a question!" Kody shouted, closing his eyes. He could feel his sweat drop.

It was quiet, Koby swore he was about to be pushed overboard. Boots clacking on the ground grew louder as, who he assumed was the Captain, approached again.

"Well?" They said, hand on their hips and leaning more on one foot than the other.

Koby swallowed the lump in his throat before opening his eyes, "What are we doing today, captain...?" He asked. The hem of his shirt freying from him messing with it out of nervousness.

They let out a sign, looking Koby up and down and taking in his nervous body language.

"I told you t'not be so formal. Just call me (Y/N)." They said, setting a hand on Koby's head and keeping it there for a second. "As for your question..."

Their hand on his head wrapped around his shoulder, gently leading him to face a different angle. Their other hand is pointing out to an island not far away.

"We're buildin'"

Building? Building what? He didn't know the Marines built, he thought there was a job for that already.

It was obvious with the look on his face that he didn't understand. (Y/N) let a chuckle out and stopped pointing. "We're not really fighters, we do uh..." they placed their hand on their chin in thought, "community work, I suppose."

"Community work?" Koby asked, looking up at the Captain, thanking their hat for blocking out the sun from his eyes.

"Yep! We go 'round and help people. Lots of times stuff gets damaged while Marines 'r catching Pirates an' stuff" They explained, taking their hand off his shoulder to make motions with their hands.

That definitely made sense to him. Thinking back to when he was still kinda new and had to repair the wall Luffy and Garp had broken. It was a horrible job and while on the ship he heard Garp mention something about the repair teams, now he knows what Garp was talking about.

"What- uh, what are we building?" Koby asked, walking over to the railing and looking as the island got closer.

"A barn" (Y/N) said nonchalantly. Koby's head whipped around and stared at them like they were crazy.

"A Barn?!" He repeated, "How's that gonna work? With what materials? I doubt anyone here knows how to build a barn." He ranted, going into the logistics of it being a successful job.

(Y/N) watched Koby spiral for a second before putting their hands on his shoulders to ground him. "Relax rookie. We've got a bunch 'f wood in the haul and we, the crew, have been doin' stuff like this for a long time" they reassured him with a smile.

With a nod he just looked back at the island as they let go of him to walk away, probably talking to the helmsmen or something.

Perhaps this would be a fun experience, though he wasn't excited to build a literal barn, even if everyone knew what they were doing.

[immamapletreekid]

ok movie thoughts time

[hauntingblue]

That was such a cool ending with the reveal of luffy wanting to go after the yonkous...

[greyssbook]

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[laurieelaurel]

hello! can i request a om!crack where mc had enough of the brothers bs where and they unexpectedly summoned/controlled cerberus & lotan? 😂

Can you guys shut up already?

Gn!Mc x brothers

Warnings: none, crack

mc accidentally summons Lotan through the power of sheer annoyance.

omg hahaha that's such a funny scenario to imagine, hope I've done it justice ;)))

This was the third time this week. When was it going to end?

Picking mindlessly at your dinner, you let out a deep sigh as the brothers continued to yell. Hearing your exasperation, Beel looked over from the other side of the table and gave you a knowing look. Him and Lucifer were probably the only ones not contributing to your ever growing list of complaints right now.

Maybe it was the humid weather that had everyone marinating in a collective feeling of uncomfortableness, but as of late, it had been really easy to set off an argument between the brothers. Which means they happened every waking hour of the day.

"Shut up!" Someone yelled, it really didn't matter who, or what, for that matter, they were talking about any more. You just wanted them to stop. Satan muttered something from under his breath that you didn't quite catch - no doubt towards another one of his brothers, and got up from his seat.

It was a good idea, you thought, to just get out of the situation all together. You were just thinking of following suit when out of the corner of your eye, you saw a blur of white soar across the room. You could have sword you saw it in slow motion, as it hit the back of Satan's head with an audible thump.

The room went silent for the first time in forever, and everyone turned and waited That was in slow motion too; The fork that was in Mammon's hand clattered to the floor, mouth slightly agape (he most likely was the one that threw it), Asmo ducking behind his chair (clearly his intended target), and of course, Satan, the unintended target, who slowly brought his hand up to touch where the now broken plate made contact with his head.

Carefully, he flicked the stray pieces of the shadow goose casserole out of his hair. As he turned slightly, you could see an unreadable expression on his face, but you let out a sigh of relief once he turned back on his heel to leave.

Unfortunately for your sanity, else this whole mess would have never happened, he never made it to the door. A quiet sniggering from Asmo was heard at the opposite end of the table and he stopped again.

A snarky remark from Belphie and it was over.

Cursing in a language you couldn't begin to understand, Satan lunged across the room, food flying everywhere as you yelped in surprise. You jumped back, falling out of your chair as you watched a free for all start in the middle of your fucking dinner.

Food went everywhere, the table basically collapsing under their weight as silverware and plates clattered to the ground in an abrasive symphony. There was more yelling and pushing, an empty glass catching you across the face as you stumbled back.

You should have been scared, of the powerful demons hissing and biting at each others' throats but you've been numbed by this already. There was no more patience left in you. You came here to have a nice dinner and this is what you got. You were done.

Cursing under your breath, you shakily got up to your feet. "Shut the hell up!!" You screamed at the top of your lungs, startling everyone into silence.

"Can you guys all calm the FUCK down before I-"

You didn't even finish before suddenly, the wall behind you blew up, sending parts of it flying through the room. Beel, the only one not actively part of the fight, was right there, shielding you from the debris. Your anger still hadn't faded, and the sinks in the kitchen exploded, sending streams of water out into the Hall. Everyone slowly got up to their feet, and as water started pooling on the floor, their eyes turned to Levi. Lucifer was going to kill them all if he found out Lotan was summoned.

The demon in question was just as oblivious as you were, holding his hands up in surrender as he looked around for an answer. "I... It wasn't me," he stuttered, confused and utterly lost, "I h-"

As if on cue, two of Lotan's heads burst in through the wall, hissing and screeching. Lucifer, who had finally had enough of the commotion could be heard stomping towards the dining room. Mammon paled.

Oh Diavolo, you were all screwed.

Lucifer

What the actual fuck did you guys do

You can see the light leave his eyes as he takes in what's left of the destroyed room

Only for them to be lit up again with ANGER

Mammoooon!

Well actually, it's Levi he's glaring at this time - if he couldn't keep Lotan under control then there's no way he would stay in the Devildom any longer. Do you know how much the water costs?

But surprise surprise, it wasn't Levi this time

His eyes go from Mammon, to Levi, to Satan and finally... to you, who Lotan was now circling around protectively

Speechless

Seriously. Were you all scheming together to give him an aneurysm?

Pinches the bridge of his nose and demands an explanation out of you

Well, first he's gonna have to take care of Lotan

But after this he sits you down to have a nice long chat about what you've done

"Mc, I know that my brothers can be fools sometimes, and there are times that I myself think of drowning them where they stand, but that doesn't give you the right to flood our home like that." "Lucifer I'm telling you I literally have no idea how I did that." "Well-"

Mammon

Oh shit oh fuck oh shit oh fuck-

Hey Mc, is there enough room behind Lotan to shield him from Lucifer's rage too?

While he might not have been the one to have pulverized the dining table and decimate the walls of the room, he knows that his actions lead to this happening

Lucifer doesn't even know what happened right away but seeing Mammon's guilty expression he know's he's found at least one of the culprits

Listen Mc, he won't ask how or why you've made friends with Lotan, but just know he'll pay you handsomely for you to take him with you on Lotan's back and run as far away from Lucifer as possible

Huh? What do you mean you don't know how to control it?

unholy screeches as Lucifer drags him away by the ear

Honestly, you could all get away with pinning the whole thing on him because once Lucifer finds out the truth behind the whole thing - and trust me, he will, - Mammon would be dead anyways.

"Hey Mc?" "What is it Levi?" "Should we maybe... help out Mammon? Cuz... Y'know... it wasn't actually all his fault..." "...Levi." "?" "Lucifer specifically said not to even touch a hair on his body unless you want to take his place up there." "...On second thought, maybe he got himself into it on his own." "HEY! I can hear ya guys from up here!"

Levi

UMMM?????

He didn't summon Lotan did he? DID HE???

Oh no Lucifer said he would confiscate his pc if this happened again-

wait Mc

Why is Lotan listening to you now???

Poor guy is so damn confused, looking at you with the widest eyes for an explanation

You have a pact with him, did the pact somehow extend to his familiars as well?

Whatever the reason was, the explanation can wait for now

As Lucifer goes over everyone's account of what happened, Levi's the one ushering Lotan out of the hall and doing most of the cleaning

Since when did you meet Lotan?

He was sure that he kept him far enough away from the hall...

Nevermind that though - you've gotta get your stories straight before Lucifer starts questioning you!

You try your best not to make eye contact with Levi. You can feel a burning gaze on the back of your head, and when you met his unmoving gaze for a second, you felt a million question behind his eyes make their way into your brain. As if he was sharing his confusion and disbelief with you via eye contact. You look over at Beel for help, any hint on what you should do but Beel only has a thousand more questions for you. Why did Lotan put you on the spot like this

Satan

What

Mc is that you?

He's only beating the life out of Mammon, no need to go as far as flood the hall

A bit wary of the power you wield - the biggest threat in his life, the destruction of his books, came from Levi summoning Lotan

And now here he was with you

Cautiously tries to make peace

Okay maybe he might've overreacted, and caused a giant commotion but that doesn't mean you have to flood the house

Please Mc

Wait what do you mean you don't know how to control Lotan

Someone get the damn thing under control before he bursts another blood vessel

Hell he doesn't care if Lucifer needs to come here as long as the house doesn't get flooded again for the second time this year!

"Asmo I don't care about your hair right now, if a drop of salt water so much as enters my room I'm going to roast the goddamn lizard alive." You put a hand over Asmo's mouth before he could make any more snide remarks. "Please, Asmo. I think the flooding is enough for today."

Asmo

Was having a laugh watching his brothers go at each others throats until BAM

now he's gotten involved in the mess

The fighting isn't nearly as funny when you've got your hands dirty too :(

Well, at least the dumbfounded looks on everyone in the room are hilarious

He's the only one laughing as you all stand around in the flooded ruins of the dining table

Not for long though because oh crap Lucifer's here-

The second most likely to start a fight in Lucifer's eyes, he's gonna have to go through a rigorous interrogation once this is all over

When he finally notices how Lotan has basically wrapped it’s heads around you, his face lights up

Oh what’s this mc?

Eyes hungry, basically demanding an explanation

Well that explanation was going to have to come after his explanation to Lucifer

"ehe, so, Lucifer, about what just happened..."

Asmo brings up a hand to his face as he avoids Lucifer's sharp gaze. Looking around the room once again, he sends a whimpering Lotan back a few paces with a glare. He hides his comparatively huge body behind yours which leads Lucifer's gaze to settle on you for a second. He had a stern expression, as if telling you he'd get to you later. First however, was Asmo. This wasn't going to be very pretty. But he knew better than to run.

Beel

As the only one Lucifer trusts to give an accurate rundown of what the fuck just happened, Beel is probably the only one exempt from punishment

Throws a questioning glance at Levi, but seeing that he’s got no idea what’s going on tells him that he definitely didn’t summon him

Well then

If Levi can't control him, he'll just have to save the Hall from a week of soggy carpets himself

Ready to square off with Lotan as he stares him down menacingly

Meanwhile, you’re just standing awkwardly in the middle of the whole thing because apparently Lotan has decided to plop himself right next to you

Fortunately for the remains of the house, there is no need for more fighting because all Lotan seems to want to do is sniff at you

Speaking of, why was it only when you started yelling that he got here

Now hold on- there’s no possible way you brought Lotan here, is there?

Mc???

You can only stand and watch in solidarity with Beel as he looks down at what is left of the kitchen. The fridge you were tasked with guarding reduced to rubble, the stashes of secret snacks washed away from the cupboards, and, saddest of all, Beel himself, now holding a chunk of what once was the cookie jar. "Shit, are you actually crying?"

Belphie

Lmaooo

He might be getting pinned down under a chair but this moron has the audacity to laugh

Lucifer was going to lose his shit when he got here

Aaaand now he's here and definitely about to blow his top

This was funnier before he actually got here

here is the most likely to start a fight in Lucifer's eyes ladies and gentlemen

See him in all of his glory because Lucifer's coming for his ass

He knows he's screwed up because even Beel's struggling to make an excuse on his behalf (poor boy cannot lie - although not many have balls big enough to lie to Lucifer anyways

Nice going cowboy, you're now on cleaning duty with Satan

"At least I'm not being hung from the ceiling for the rest of the week. Unlike a certain idiot brother of mine. Sucks to be him." "UH I can hear still hear ya, y'know!" "Yeah that's the point, dumbass."

[the-frizzle-fry]

Luffy’s ability to make allies out of others isn’t because of his devil fruit chill. I’m also sick of the Yamato arguing. Enough y’all. We all hate Greenbull but I think he’ll be a well written character. His logia is so fucking dope. Brings as much life as the sea does. Weird to have Okami powers on a bad guy.

Literally the only cool thing Yamato has done is bonk an admiral. He went right back to fighting tho. And that’s why Yamato is needed in Wano. Momo’s Boro Breath failure was hilarious especially with the bite right after. Like Luffy said what’s he got to be afraid of, he bit a Yonko! I have no idea what Momo’s plan is but the narrator did say he was gonna be the greatest leader Wano has ever had.

BO*The Red Force*OM Amazing. Talkin bout everyone and Yassop still a bad dad. Hahahah! Now I kinda think Shanks knew about the fruit. Like he knows the story too. So he wanted to get it and eat it himself or give it to someone but Luffy ate it by accident and Shanks thought it was the right move. Kinda like when Yamato accidentally ate her fruit and Kaido had to roll with it.

Or did Shanks just wanna fight CP9? Man they really fucked over Whos-Whochi. He really had no idea what he had. I figured they weren’t meeting Luffy tho. This Bart-guy thing is gonna be hilarious. I knew it was gonna end up being a race to One Piece. Hahahahah!!! Let’s see if you got it Luffy.

Flame Emperor Sabo. Ace would like the sound of that. Attacked Celestial Dragons, freed Kuma, destroyed their symbol statue, and escaped. None of us think Sabo killed Cobra n kidnapped Vivi. Oh Man the admirals are failing miserably huh? Or is Sabo and the revolutionaries just absolute beasts? Like Sakazuki said no excuses.

The fact that Sabo inspired 8 revolutions while kings were away is incredible. He’s just like Luffy!! I love it. So marines don’t settle celestial dragons disputes. Interesting. So that big ole picture we saw of Sabo was a worship site! Haaaah! Ace look at your brothers! They are gods ready to change the world!! Emperor gods. Hahahahah!!! You’re straight fucked Sakazuki.



[mcdonaldsnumberone]

🌟 For the muse game! Any of your OCs could work, tho Im curious about your OM one

ask game: 🌟- someone my muse trusts

twisted wonderland:

solveig mostly trusts those who’ve stayed with him over the course of the main story, mainly relying on ace, deuce, grim, and malleus to keep himself afloat during his stay. despite his haughty nagging and his sharp remarks at them, he still cares for them deeply, and his himedere facade wavers every once in a while when he comes to the realization that he needs to be more genuine with his feelings towards his friends.

ikemen prince:

pygmalion is optimistic to a fault, and that combined with her duty to pick the next king, she struggles to decipher between who to trust and who to depend on. for the most part, the princes who are eager to lend her an ear (leon, luke, and jin for example) are the ones she turns to the fastest, but she endeavors in her own right to try and entrust her fate to the more jaded royals of the castle.

obey me:

marin’s goal in the devildom is survival: nothing more, nothing less. while the other humans he’s encountered within the supernatural realm scheme of grander, more ambitious heights with power dancing at their fingertips, marin only wants to finish his exchange student experience without any trouble. therefore, he trusts very close to no one, and oddly enough, chooses only to trust simeon. marin is very adamant about separating himself as an individual versus his identity as a reincarnation of lilith and distances himself from the demon brothers especially.

twisted wonderland:

macaroni’s time at nrc revolves solely around building a faux personality to woo vil, so they trust only those who can bring them closer to that goal of winning vil’s heart, even if it means trampling those closest to them. it’s only after their cover is blown and when they have to rebuild the pieces of their shattered life at nrc, does macaroni truly begin to trust the ones that have been unconditional with them the entire time. depending on who macaroni chooses for their 4th year internship (cater or malleus), they become the one macaroni trusts the most.

mahoutsukai no yakusoku:

the painting-turned-witch has only ever known life traveling with rustica and chloe, so they trust their small circle the most. however, being a bit more romantic and forgiving than their twisted wonderland counterpart, macaroni’s quick to trust strangers so long as their intentions are good, and they strive to follow in rustica’s altruistic footsteps in seeing the good in others rather than remaining skeptical of everyone.

[victorie552onepiecespeedrun]

Reading One Piece pt 263: I Worry

Chapter 510

Thoughts:

- Fpos/cs: …Candy Pirates. Everyone has a gimmick now :D

- Boom still ongoing

- Kizaru is like”okaaay…”

- Apoo’s running away lol :D His job here is done :D

- WHAT IN THE

- WHAT WAS THAT

- I thought Kizaru has superspeed but does he by chance have the power of light instead?

- damn these logia types

- WOW so much butt-kicking, Kizaru finally woke up!

- Hawkins, you were supposed to survive today!

- !!

- Saved by a phone call. Hawkins, you lucky you

- (He still got shot but we all know it means nothing in One Piece. Murder happens in backstories only)

- Hah, looks like Kizaru is bad at technology. His marine friend (?) is pissed he didn’t report to him yet. Well, to be fair he tried, just couldn’t find him

- (all 4 supernovas are totally down. It’s sad to look at. But looks like they’ll be spared so there’s that)

- Kizaru will go somewhere else. He can choose between Luffy, Kid and Law. Wonder who he’ll go after -__- (we’re screwed)

- ZORO!? D:

- Oh right, he’s still kinda hurt after Thriller Bark, I keep forgetting

- (Luffy wondered at that but Sanji told him to not question it. Why do I love this)

- Ok, I love hurt/comfort like any other gal but how hurt is Zoro exactly? This is worse than I expected, he’s too busy coughing to be snarky. Unconscious or persevering, Zoro, choose one! Not hurt and in pain :(

- (Apparently one panel is my limit for Zoro hurting. Four panels change me into mother hen)

- Chopper fights too!

- Straw Hats B Team represents! (mean but come on)

[ETA: It’s a next day and I’m a better person now. There’s no Alphas or Betas in Straw Hats crew. If anything, they’re all Ome... *gets shot by a sniper*

*ressurects*

Haha, just joking. They’re all one team :D ]

- “Hey, something’s wrong with him!” I sure hope so

- So he’s a cyborg too?

- Nami?! D:

- Kuma’s head exploded :D That’s what you get for targeting Nami :D

- He’s malfunctioning and desperate! Attack now!

- Sanji!!!

- “Hey, toss him over to me!” “Now you’re just being stubborn!” Loving it again

- “Diable Jambe. Flambage Shot!!!”

- “Nine Swords Style! Asura!!Demon Nine Flash!!!”

- “Gear Three!!! Gum-Gum… GIANT RIFLE!!!”

C-C-C-C-COMBO!!!

rOP 262  rOP 264

[cosmicmordecai]

I don’t know about that, chief. Monarchy seems to be an okay concept for the AMAZONS OF THEMYSCIRA & WAKANDA.

This is one of the prime reasons I do not recommend Kelly Sue DeConnick’s run on Aquaman; the misunderstanding of Atlantean characters & the disrespect of people whose culture is just different.

First off, what American values? Atlanteans aren’t stand-ins for Americans. Why exactly is it it’s a problem for Atlanteans but It’s okay for Wakandan’s & Amazons? I’ll answer that in a bit!

Secondly, she has Mera, chosen because she puts Atlanteans first in a way that doesn’t put them down compared to Arthur’s prevalent excusing the terrible actions made against Atlanteans, be the one to do this? Im not in agreement with Aquaman’s council overall having mixed feelings because he’s HALF Atlantean but they had plenty of legitimate concerns when they made it clear their overall problem was that they genuinely felt he did not care for Atlanteans’s culture & way of life. Like all Aquaman comics though, they shoot themselves in the foot after making a good point.

Thirdly, Aqualad being the mouth piece to denounce Ocean Master’s adherence to Atlantean culture is poor choice & only works because Kelly’s OM departed from his previous anti-hero roots in favor of being outright villainous. I can argue It’s OOC given his development in the 2011 series but even official encyclopedia notes he is conflicted & cares about Atlantis safety and even notes he’s a “reformed super villain” in that entry. He’s still kinda shitty but in a whole different context. Also, Orm isn’t weak for following his culture & traditions. It’s probably more on him manipulating others or perhaps perverting it knowingly (?) for his own gain. I’m really sick of media thinking toxic traits in a culture/tradition means denouncing the WHOLE thing.

The only problem I see is a writer with no understanding for writing stand-in for people of a different culture. She wrote the dissolution of the monarchy simply because she didn’t like the idea of people being defined by bloodline & where they’re born. That is not an inherent problem. Plenty of people find it a source of pride knowing where they came from. My family certainly does.

It irritates the hell outta me that it’s no big deal because it’s Atlanteans; the general idea is that they’re xenophobic people underwater. Nobody knows that they’re descendants of people who are precursors for a majority of human ethnic groups to begin with. Arion, Lord of Atlantis is DATED & isn’t perfect but the main cast is a bi-racial white passing mage, (white/Egyptian) a Chinese woman, and Native American (Wyynde’s YJ version is gay too) except their ethnic groups didn’t exist yet. All of Arion’s version of Atlantis shows obvious connections to various real world ethnic groups. DC completely white-washed much of Arion’s Atlantis despite deriving much of its fantasy elements from it. Atlanteans just drawn as a race of almost exclusively white people with marine traits that hates the world above. One of the writers for Young Justice (television show) took inspiration when exploring the world of Atlantis in their companion comics & for Kaldur’ahm’s character from Arion for the express purpose to show Atlanteans aren’t ALL white people yet I dare say it’ll take a very mindful writer to remember that.

This type of things bothers me on several levels because this type of thinking is ingrained since I was a child where the idea of DEMOCRACY is superior & anything else is bad and you see that mindset bleed into contemporary fantasy. I also really take issue with how the writer claims that Aquaman characters embody American ideals but....they really don’t. Aquaman characters are/should be easily diverse given the background of the Homo Magi.

But alas, it’s not Batman-related comics so nobody will care to go further into this kind of thing. :/

[jkottke]

The Storm Is Here

From Luke Mogelson in The New Yorker, Among the Insurrectionists is an amazing and surreal account of how the January 6th domestic terror assault on Congress1 unfolded. (Note: This piece contains accounts of violence and lots of racist, anti-Semitic, misogynist, homophobic language.)

The America Firsters and other invaders fanned out in search of lawmakers, breaking into offices and revelling in their own astounding impunity. "Nancy, I'm ho-ome! " a man taunted, mimicking Jack Nicholson's character in "The Shining." Someone else yelled, "1776 -- it's now or never." Around this time, Trump tweeted, "Mike Pence didn't have the courage to do what should have been done to protect our Country. ... USA demands the truth!" Twenty minutes later, Ashli Babbitt, a thirty-five-year-old woman from California, was fatally shot while climbing through a barricaded door that led to the Speaker's lobby in the House chamber, where representatives were sheltering. The congresswoman Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, a Democrat from New York, later said that she'd had a "close encounter" with rioters during which she thought she "was going to die." Earlier that morning, another representative, Lauren Boebert -- a newly elected Republican, from Colorado, who has praised QAnon and promised to wear her Glock in the Capitol -- had tweeted, "Today is 1776."

When Babbitt was shot, I was on the opposite side of the Capitol, where people were growing frustrated by the empty halls and offices.

"Where the fuck are they?"

"Where the fuck is Nancy?"

No one seemed quite sure how to proceed. "While we're here, we might as well set up a government," somebody suggested.

Notably, the piece places the insurrection in the proper context alongside Trump's campaign of misinformation (which began even before his Presidency and has focused heavily on election fraud) and as part of an escalating series of actions by militant fascist groups in DC and around the country.

In the days before January 6th, calls for a "real solution" became progressively louder. Trump, by both amplifying these voices and consolidating his control over the Republican Party, conferred extraordinary influence on the most deranged and hateful elements of the American right. On December 20th, he retweeted a QAnon supporter who used the handle @cjtruth: "It was a rigged election but they were busted. Sting of the Century! Justice is coming!" A few weeks later, a barbarian with a spear was sitting in the Vice-President's chair.

Cause, effect. Here are more instances, from various times during the past few months:

It was clear that the men outside Harry's on December 12th had travelled to D.C. to engage in violence, and that they believed the President endorsed their doing so. Trump had made an appearance at the previous rally, waving through the window of his limousine; now I overheard a Proud Boy tell his comrade, "I wanna see Trump drive by and give us one of these." He flashed an "O.K." hand sign, which has become a gesture of allegiance among white supremacists. There would be no motorcade this time, but while Fuentes addressed the groypers Trump circled Freedom Plaza in Marine One, the Presidential helicopter.

...

During the Presidential campaign, Trump's histrionic exaggerations of the threat posed by Antifa fuelled conservative support for the Proud Boys, allowing them to vastly expand their operations and recruitment. The day after a Presidential debate in which Trump told the Proud Boys to "stand back and stand by," Lauren Witzke, a Republican Senate candidate in Delaware, publicly thanked the group for having provided her with "free security."

...

Early returns showed Trump ahead in Michigan, but many absentee ballots had yet to be processed. Because Trump had relentlessly denigrated absentee voting throughout the campaign, in-person votes had been expected to skew his way. It was similarly unsurprising when his lead diminished after results arrived from Wayne County and other heavily Democratic jurisdictions. Nonetheless, shortly after midnight, Trump launched his post-election misinformation campaign: "We are up BIG, but they are trying to STEAL the Election."

The next day, I found an angry mob outside the T.C.F. Center. Police officers guarded the doors. Most of the protesters had driven down from Macomb County, which is eighty per cent white and went for Trump in both 2016 and 2020. "We know what's going on here," one man told me. "They're stuffing the ballot box."

...

In April, in response to Whitmer's aggressive public-health measures, Trump had tweeted, "Liberate Michigan!" Two weeks later, heavily armed militia members entered the state capitol, terrifying lawmakers.

...

During Trump's speech on January 6th, he said, "The media is the biggest problem we have." He went on, "It's become the enemy of the people. ... We gotta get them straightened out." Several journalists were attacked during the siege. Men assaulted a Times photographer inside the Capitol, near the rotunda, as she screamed for help. After National Guard soldiers and federal agents finally arrived and expelled the Trump supporters, some members of the mob shifted their attention to television crews in a park on the east side of the building. Earlier, a man had accosted an Israeli journalist in the middle of a live broadcast, calling him a "lying Israeli" and telling him, "You are cattle today." Now the Trump supporters surrounded teams from the Associated Press and other outlets, chasing off the reporters and smashing their equipment with bats and sticks.

You should read the whole thing.

I've seen many folks and media outlets refer to the events of January 6, 2021 as an attack "on the Capitol". While that is technically correct, focusing on the venue obscures the true target: Congress. This was an attack on the entire legislative branch of the United States government. Being explicit about that point is important.↩

[austerlitzborodinoleipzig]

Favorite Programs 2019/2020 Season - Ladies FS

Surprisingly, not a very good batch this year in terms of programs. Last season, there were at least three, maybe four programs I would have put on my “best of all times” list. This year, there are none. I like the programs on this list a lot, but in all of them, something is missing I think. The top of the list is almost there, but not quite. 

Ksenia Sinitsyna - Om Asa Toma/Dakira: Movement IV - choreo by Nadezhda Kanaeva and Anna Novichkina (vid from JGP Egna, here she was relaxed enough to perform)

I think the quality of this program was overshadowed by that fact that Ksenia’s performance was almost non existent most of the times. Either because she had to climb up all the way after a missed SP, and was focused on the technical side only, or she was far too stressed for that.

And that’s unfortunate, because, leaving aside the question of whether interpretating a Tibetan princess on the ice is appropriate for a Russian junior, that program was again a small choreographical gem. The transitions, the step-sequence, the arms choreo... Everything was thought through, down to the details of the make-up and costume.  

Haein Lee - Riverdance Firedance - choreo by ? (vid from JGP Zagreb)

Haein’s FS is nothing special, but well choreographed. Yes the first part is mosty her going through the moves, and landing the jumps, but the step sequence in the end is one of my absolute highlights of the season. It’s great, exciting stuff! Also her consistency with this FS was quite something (until, unfortunately, Junior Worlds)

Rika Kihira - International Angel of Peace - choreo by Tom Dickson (vid from 4CC. Yes she popped one of her 3A but the performance was better than at JNats imho)

A program that I think got way too much hate. Yes it’s unfortunate that the title of the program, and the theme chosen ended up sounding a bit pretentious and/or cringey... But I think we can appreciate Rika’s genuine attempts at experimenting and pushing the envelop this season. Off all the ladies this season, I think she’s the one who took the most risks in terms of reinventing herself and thinking outside the box. It may not have been ultimately as successful as she, or her fans would have hoped, but massive kudos for trying. 

Back to Angel. The program is... weird, for the lack of a better word. I still don’t know if I really like it. But really inventive choreo. Original. And that “goddess” vibe suits Rika much more. It doesn’t require of her to go all emotional and playful on the ice, something she’s not yet comfortable enough to do in a competition setting. Not the program we wanted, but the one we needed.

Also that choreo sequence is just divine. 

Marin Honda - La La Land - choreo by Lori Nichol (vid from Skate Canada, clean program and great performance, after a car accident!)

I was getting tired of so many La La Land. And the Marin came and did the La La Land to end all La La Land programs! It’s a perfect match for her, and that program suited her like a second skin. She has the exact playfulness and level of charisma to pull off those flirty, light programs on the ice. Bonus points for the music selection. She and Lori chose less-known tracks. That instrumental piece with the flute is great. And they wisely put the crowd-pleasing theme at the end. 

Evgenia Medvedeva - Memoirs of a Geisha - choreo by Shae-Lynn Bourne (vid from Rostelecom)

Had all the potential to be an iconic program... Unfortunately we could not see it. The choreo was great, intricate, and it was built to allow Zhenya to demonstrate her capacity in terms of story-telling, interpretation and performance... Sadly I think even at Rostelecom she skated at 75% of what she’s (theoretically) capable of.  

Alena Kostornaia - Twilight OST - choreo by Daniil Gleikhengauz (vid from NHK. One of her best performances and imho the best camera angle)

Perhaps not the best program per se... Without a doubt, the performance(s) of the season. And really one of Daniil’s best works. 

Which made me think because I dislike (to put it mildly) Daniil’s competitive programs more often than not. But the EX he made for Eteri’s students are usually nice-to-good. And here Alena’s FS is directly lifted from her Twilight EX, with the first part, to Meadows, added. 

So idk, maybe Daniil does his best when he doesn’t have to follow the requirements of a Tutberidze team competitive program, namely “gazillion transitions to mask the fact that our students have less than ideal technique”? Here he can actually take the time to choreograph something to the music? 

Anyway, back to Alena. Yes the first half, is a bit of a filler for her to land her 3As. But the rest sings. The Step Sequence is honestly one of the best I’ve seen. It’s for once, perfectly on the music, reflects the music. It’s heavy, and deliberately slow. Lots of striking arm and legs moves, sharp, inventive. And when we go to Supermassive Black Hole, Alena sells the hell out of it, the transitions are fun and aesthetically pleasing.

Honorable mentions : Young You (Evita), Kaori Sakamoto (The Matrix), Alina Zagitova (Cleopatra), Alysa Liu (Illumination)

[rj-recovering-upstate]

Not my usual go to for a post but I’ve yet to do one of these. So here we go. Feel free to copy and paste for your blog.

U

0: Height 5’11”

1: Virgin? Are you kidding me?

2: Shoe size 12

3: Do you smoke? Not anymore

4: Do you drink? Not any more

5: Do you take drugs? Not any more (weed is really the only drug I’ve ever done outside of prescribed meds.

6: Age you get mistaken for 50

7: Have tattoos? 3 - Om on one ankle, a southwestern gay pride on my upper arm, a hibiscus flower over my right hip bone (and it freaking hurt like hell compared to the others.

8: Want any tattoos? Yes. A few of them. I have one planned as a tribute to my parents/ancestors, I’d like a tree of life on my tailbone (I’ve thought about doing each of the chakra symbols as well) , I want to expand the hibiscus and add two beta fish to it. And I gave a short poem by Alice Walke on one forearm alongside Winnie the Pooh flying a kite

9: Got any piercings? One ear. I used to have more that have closed up and I need to get redone.

10: Want any piercings? Read the last line - but specifically my nipples and my dick (not sure if I want to do a PA or frenum piercing or both)

11: Best friend? I don’t really feel like I have one

12: Relationship status divorced twice

13: Biggest turn ons passion an creativity

14: Biggest turn offs hate speech

15: Favorite movie Passengers (and under the Tuscan sun)

16: I’ll love you if you’re genuine

17: Someone you miss both of my ex-husbands (though for different reasons), my Mom

18: Most traumatic experience be shamed when I tried to get help during the time I was being mollested by a priest. Really everything about that school

19: A fact about your personality I love teaching people something new that makes their lives better

20: What I hate most about myself my anxiety disorder

21: What I love most about myself being a writer

22: What I want to be when I get older an IT analyst

23: My relationship with my sibling(s) have none

24: My relationship with my parent(s) better than it used to be

25: My idea of a perfect date the Marin headlands just north of the gold gate bridge

26: My biggest pet peeves indecisiveness (mine and other’s)

27: A description of the girl/boy I like if past is prologue - geeky, tall and thin, around my age or just a bit older

28: A description of the person I dislike the most right now it’s my drug court case manager

29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend to spare their feelings

30: What I hate the most about work/school rigid schedule, not allowing space for personality

31: What your last text message says “myself as well”

32: What words upset me the most words that intentionally demean someone, the actual words being less important than the intent

33: What words make me feel the best about myself creativity, compassion

34: What I find attractive in women life experience

35: What I find attractive in men chest hair, facial hair, eyes

36: Where I would like to live I don’t really know right now

37: One of my insecurities my body image (even 20+ years after treatment for anorexia)

38: My childhood career choice in order - garbage man, veterinarian, writer (

39: My favorite ice cream flavor good vanilla

40: Who wish I could be myself a decade ago so I could change how things worked out

41: Where I want to be right now in someone’s arm

42: The last thing I ate trail mix

43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately my first husband - that’s a surprise

44: A random fact about anything there’s a west African human-produced bio-coal developer that offered almost every journalist I know a piece of “coal” for their Christmas stocking - aka a chemically treated, dried piece of shit essentially. As far as I know, none of my colleagues took them up on that offer

All right. There you all go. It was interesting to put some real thought into my answers

[aksthetwosainthijimiko-blog]

Identity quest; chapter one

Hare Krishna hare Krishna Krishna Krishna hare Hare Hare/ Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare

This fanfiction is (obliviously) written by a Hare Krishna devotee from Montreal and an ex otaku...alright, maybe not so moment I heard Krishna was in Shin Megami Tensei, I was ecstatic. when I learn he had taken the role of the villain…I sort of became mad.

Or madder than usual.

Then I became inspired to write, to share Krishna as He is in all His Glories and sweetness. This piece of fanfiction is extremely special, for it has been blessed with the wisdom of many of my teachers and spiritual Master. May it give you, whoever has the fortune of reading this fanfiction, pure love of God and the ultimate goal of life.

This work is not perfect, but Srila Prabhupada wrote in his translation of the Srimad Bhagavatam that even if imperfect, any work glorifying the Lord is topmost in quality due to its ever perfect subject. (1.5.11)

Om tat sat

(edits and update. Oh Krishna all mighty...my writing sucks. well, my computer was suffering from a bad virus, and firefox ketp crashing but oh sri Vishnu, so much purple prose, it's not even funny. those who reads it, please just plow trough, I swear I get better...I hope.)

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"Hari haraye namah krishna~ Yadavaya namaha~"

Nanashi raised his head as the wonderful, ethereal song reached his ear.

" Gopal, Govinda, Rama~ Sri Madhusudana~*

Giridhari, Gopinatha~Madana-mohana~"*

It felt so familiar, it felt like home, like a dream long forgotten on the threshold of remembrance. if not for the fact that the signer moved further away From the , his voice becoming intelligible, Nanashi was sure he would have remembered where he and when he heard it last.

'...seriously, what is this song and who is singing like that?' he wondered as the desire to meet the signer bloomed in his heart.

Looking back a where his adopted sister was still engrossed in her dumpster diving endeavors, the punk in green evaluated the risk and benefit of following his ears and heart to the singer's location. 'let see. The place is clear. And knowing Nikkari, nothing will get past his watch. Asahi is still very busy and it's like bloody boring. On the other hand, if I am caught straying from her... the boss will rip me a new one...' he shuddered at the prospect...And yet, and yet he was not really one who followed the rules. and he really, really wanted to meet the singer before something happened to him.

"Yo, Asahi," he called to his sister. "I'm going to take a leak. Don't do anything stupid, 'Kay?"

Asahi's head popped out of the dumpster she had been raiding for twenty minutes now, leering at him with curled lips and narrowed eyes as if he had informed her or something worst. "Don't tell me...ugh...fine, I can take care of myself. Thank you for the TMI by the way."

Nanashi grinned, " I' m just following the standard protocol sis."

Asahi widened her eyes in joked shock. "wait, you? Following protocols."

" Hey, shut up. It was only this one time… can I to now? I really-" need to follow this singer, not that she needed to know. But just for emphasis, he began hopping from one leg to another.

yes, it looked stupid, but he really did have this urge to just bolt from there.

" Yeah, just go do whatever you want. But remember to keep us updated, and find something cool or Nikkari will really roast you this time."

Nanashi smiled broadly, after throwing a quick 'thanks' over his shoulder, began the chase elusive signer, without considering that it could very well be a demon like a siren. but then, the young anarchist had never met one, let alone a male.

As he followed the wonderful song, already, the singer was far enough that the lyrics where rendered an indistinct mess the maze of the dilapidated Kinshicho district. Eventually, he arrived at where the song resounded the loudest and clearest, there he met a sight that will never leave his mind eyes.

There was a young man of peerless beauty dresser in bright orange bed sheets. He was bare-chested, baring a fragrant flower garland and another orange blanket around his shoulder. On his shoulder also was a string instrument the stranger strummed expertly as he sang and danced exuberantly, making his matted locks of golden hair flare like an extraordinary corona.

Nanashi just stood there, staring at the dancing, glowing man. He looked so out of place in the gloom of Tokyo, as if the sun had gone down to hang out with the unclean crowd of Tokyo. intoxicated with his dancing and chanting, the man swayed and cried tears of joy. belting out a soulful Sanskrit chant that stirred the teen's heart more than a sappy movie.

As for what he was chanting?

Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna~

Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare ~

Hare Rama, Hare Rama~

Rama Rama, Hare Hare~

And, like with his previous song, it made Nanashi shed tears as the distinct feeling of having found a precious treasure once stolen flooded his entire being.

'I know is this song...where have I heard it? And why is this man so familiar.'He thought as he whipped away his unceasing tears. Glad that no one was seeing this display. he was already pretty, delicate and unsure of his orientation. he did not need more fuel to feed this particular fire.

Scratch that, the stranger took noticed, and then grabbed the fifteen-year-old boy by the hands as he swayed in pure bliss.

"Oh, glories of all glories." He joyfully declared with an accent never heard by the underdome dweller. "I came to this place expecting to find a spiritual void, bereft of any type of devotion. And then you came, tasting the nectar of His sweet name like one of His dear devotee." The exuberant stranger extolled as he embraced the youth to his chest in the greatest bear hug known to humanity. "Tell me, oh fortunate child, who are you, who are your parents, where do you reside and who is your Guru?"

Nanashi just stood there, not sure if he should fight his way out or not do anything...And finally realized that the glowing stranger did not touch the ground, and the touch of his hand (he had released the boys but not his hands it seemed.) gave the young teen...a very blissful feeling, more intense than the Marin Karin spell...But better and without uncontrollable lust.

"I'm...Nanashi. I'm an orphan...I live... I live here, and what the hell is a guru? And just who are you?" there, he was back to his normal, somewhat belingerent self.

At the mention of his unfortunate lack of biological parents and crooked answered, the stranger looked compassionately and the young punk. Calming down from whatever had buzzed him so hard.

"Ah...I see. To answer your question, my name is Narada Muni, I am but a servant of the Lord of the universe, Bhagavan Sri Krishna. And a Guru is one who re-connect his disciples with The supreme and absolute truth and re-establish them in there eternal service to God."

The moment the word 'God' left his mouth, the boy in green ripped away his hand from the soft grip of Narada and drew out his Katana. 'shit! He must be an angel. I'm so screwed.'

Surprised and worried at the way he had reacted, Narada tried his best to pacify the boy.

" Ah...shanti shanti. Please be at peace. What cause you this reaction? You know I do not wish you any type of harm."

"Bullshit, you angels are all the same." Nanashi growled " You keep killing us human left and right in the name of God just because we're not pure enough! We will not worship your God...better die free." He boldly declared to Narada in a show of defiance.

Sure, he could run...But he also knew he would not survive the chase. 'better I let him kill me now then lead him to my sister and teachers.' he thought as he was mentally preparing for his imminent demise.

Narada just looked extremely puzzled and saddened at the teen's reaction. " but why do you think-" the angel in orange trailed off for a moment, his eyes opened wide " Oh. No, my lord, Sri Krishna is not like that. He is an unlimited ocean of mercy and a reservoir of sweetness." He soothed.

The boy raised a brow, his katana poised.

"Oh, you unfortunate child. You have been bewildered by the false god of this infernal play." At those words, Nanashi lowered his sword.

"Obliviously, your so-called 'god' and my Master are not the same persons. My master, the supreme personality of Godhead, is an ocean of mercy and the best friend and well-wishers of all living entity."

"Yeah, sure..." Nanashi spoke out, "Pull the other one, it has bells on it.."

This caused an amused smile to bloom on the face of the great sage. " indeed. Well, since I will obviously not be able to convince with words, and since you appreciated my singing of His Names and Glories, I Narada Muni, will give you the greatest of boons." He said as he while he opened his right palm forward in a sign of benediction.

Nanashi tensed up in anticipation, it could be anything, and attack, a curse...a blessing in disguise.

"Very soon, you will experience the sweetness of my Lord and Master, Bhagavan Sri Krishna, as you embark on an adventure that will change many life. you will gain His ever precious association, and service, as He enacts yet another one of His wonderful pastime. May you meet many great souls and find your true family, and may love of God bloom in your heart. I give you this blessing, that the Lord of All Lord, the Master and Generator of all universes and The Lord of the Gopis of Vraja, your eternal Master, always remain with you."

A shiver went up Nanashi's spine...'what...the hell?'

"Now, I wish I could remain longer to teach you the sublime process of bhakti yoga, but unfortunately, I must leave." And then, Narada muni was gone.

No, he hadn't blinked, he had kept staring at Narada as he waited for the other shoe to drop. And then he was just gone, leaving Nanashi all alone in the blocked off street of Kinshicho wondering what the was that all about.

'...ok...that was weird...' he thought as he put away his carbon katana as he surveyed his surrounding. There was no sign that Narada had even been there, nor any demons. Taking a step back, his foot made something slid on the ground with a clattering noise.

'Oh hey! A smartphone!' he picked up the piece of technology off the ground and tried to boot it up, but the screen remained black.

'Well...at least I have something to show.' putting his meeting with Narada and his 'blessing' behind him, Nanashi somehow managed to find his way back to the team. Whom, by the time he returned, were planning a search for him since he had been gone for half an hour.

well, at least the corner of Nikkari's mouth had a bit of an upturned twist. so while he was mad, and rightly so, Nanashi knew it would not last long. like last time.

in the control room, chaos reigned and a feeling of utter hopelessness pervaded the atmosphere as the countdown to impact inexorably tick down.

Static

suddenly, one of the tech guys screamed something about Flynn being on camera four. So everyone turned their gaze at the otaku turned samurai.

Static

" I want to save everyone...no matter the cost." He spoke with resolution as he drew the legendary Masakado sword.

Static

the countdown until the nuclear head obliterated Tokyo neared zero, A...monstrous head of what was probably Masakado engulfed Flynn's own, ready to accept the sacrifice.

Static

And then, the youngest member of the counter demon force...

A pair of hand mercifully hid Nanashi's eyes from the gruesome display that he had seen to many time to count. They were so soft and fragrant...soothing like moonlight.

"Woops! That's not for you to see. not anymore." Spoke a young man with a voice as deep as the rumbling of the firmament during an earthquake...And yet a thousand time sweeter than...

Actually, Nanashi had nothing to compare it with, this voice literally was the first time had experience sweetness.

He tried to turn around...And when he succeeded, a powerful and all-pervading light blinded the boy. It was so powerful, the dreaming youth thought he would forget himself in the bliss of painlessness.

"No, please. Do not lose yourself in my light. For now, just remain 'Nanashi'. Later, you will have another name, and your eternal identity." The source of the light spoke, his voice pervading the ether.

"Who are you? What do you want of me?" the boy asked.

"...Oh, so you have forgotten about me." Spoke the light, his disappointment very clear. " I am the supreme Brahman or Supreme Spirit. But God may be more familiar to you." The light, God spoke gently. " And...I just wanted to meet you."

" why?"

" because I miss you."

Those words, heavy with love, made Nanashi reeled.

And then his sister woke him up. They had a training session with Nikkari in Kinshicho park and once again, He had been oversleeping...In her opinion.

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" Alright Nanashi, good job." Cheered Asahi. "You're a natural at it."

Nanashi just shrugged as he cleaned his sword, he just knew how to wield a katana well and his aim was true. It took him a lot of practice to get at that level, and a pair of exceptional teachers.

But he knew that he was not at his best, his mind still lingering on last night's dream.

'it's just a dream...a stupid dream where God miss me. I swear...it must have been this Narada.'

" Nanashi...is everything alright. You look spaced out." Asahi gently asked her adopted brother. "It's another one of those dreams, is it? The one with the crucified boy?"

He nodded, for as long as he could remember, he had been plagued with very intense dreams. Some were of the past, when the bedrock dome was erected to protect them from the ICBM and locking them up with the demons. other times, it was about a boy, with blue hair being attacked by an amalgamation of demons in the shape of a two headed grinning beast., usually he had guns for fingers in those. And other times it was about a woman who had his eyes and... very uncommon hair.

She looked so much like him.

But those were just dreams... dreams he would relate to his sister when she would wake him up.

Of course, the current dream, the one about God missing him...definitely would not fly. He had heard hunters being killed for less than that. And thus he had lied.

Asahi pat him on the back. " Well that sucks...anyway, I think we practiced enough, let's go to report back at the fountain." Grabbing his hand, she led Nanashi to were their mentors waited for them. Both men were speaking about something while absentmindedly flexing and rubbing their left arm.

"Nanashi, you were distracted today." Commented Nikkari, the older demon hunter spoke as less of reproach and more as an observation.

" Yeah...weird dream."

" and then there is yesterday's escapade."

Nanashi shrunk under the older hunters disapproving gaze.

" Yo, Nik. Cut the kid some slack would ya? He's just 15, you know, stuff is changin'." Manabu spoke as he gave a meaningful glance to the 'old man' of the group who simply rolled his eyes and massaged his nose.

Nanashi just kept a stone like expression, he knew what Manabu was referring too but...well, he'd just never had something like that, something about being malnourished and lacking sunlight, the doctor said.

"Nonetheless you and your sister have improved tremendously. Soon enough, you will both have your own smartphone and demons." This made Asahi squealed in pure delight.

"That should do, for now. Let's be on our way." Nikkari spoke as he smiled to Nanashi, and the boy knew his past transgression was somewhat forgiven.

Nanashi paused as he rubbed his left arm...it was twitching like crazy and for some reason, his guts told him something...not so good was going to happen. Noticing his unease, Asahi tried to break the overall tension.

"Was fighting hard, Nanashi?"

'...really?' "Nah, not really." The boy in green shrugged, killing demons never caused him any problem. especially those who were known man-eater, meaning most of them.

"You really held out your own out there." She commented with a tender smile that did not do anything to ease the tense atmosphere.

Suddenly, shadows fell from the sky and an overpowering smell of expensive perfume choked their lungs. Immediately, both elder hunters surrounded the two cadets. and not a moment too soon, for they were now surrounded by a group of demons, all of them gazing at the small human group like a butcher a carcass.

"Shit..."

Somehow, this one word by Manabu explained the situation perfectly.

Out of the horde of demons, one walked out, and Nanashi did not know if he should be extremely scared or extremely amused.

The mix of the two was very peculiar, to say the least.

It was an unholy mix between a unicorn and a peacock decorated with piercings, purple makeup and what he hoped where false eyelashes.

The...fabulous being, sashayed from between the other demons, towering over them. Swaying his hip like a pendulum he opened his tail and struck a pose, some flames elegantly curling from his plump purple lips.

"I am Adramelech," he introduced himself with a flourish, "loyal servant and sworn knight of the Demon Lord Lucifer."

The group of surrounded human looked at one another. On one side, they knew they were doom, there was no way they could beat this demon. And on the other...

If a lipstick wearing unicock...peacorn...thing was his lieutenant, it spoke *volume* about the fallen angel.

The hybrid continued. " there's been talk of Merkabah descent from the Sky Tower and we came to have a little look-see. Of course," his reddish gaze hungrily scanned the only humans around. "After such a long and arduous trek, my solders and I find our stomach howling in hunger."

Now both elder hunters cursed vehemently as they moved in front of the two underage teens. Nanashi stuck close to his sister, he was sure he would survive since over the years it had been made very clear he was hard to kill...

His sister, on the other hand...

"I digress. Word is you human have started feasting on the flesh of demons." Adramelech put his clawed hands of his full, colourful hips." I can't say I disapprove. It's just a law of nature that the strong rule the weak."He flipped his red hair. "It's a dog-eat-dog world, after all." This caused all of his underlings to cheers, and a sure feeling of doom the descend on Nanashi.

'forget about Asahi...I don't think even I will survive.'

He felt his sister move closer to him. looking at her, Nanashi could see only fear in her eyes. It's was oblivious she was regretting her decision to become a hunter by now. The boy in green held Asahi's trembling hand...they may not survive, but he would always be there for her...somehow.

"Yo...Adramelech!" This was Manabu, the rasta hunter brazenly took a step forward. "We get you, you and your teams starving and were probably the only guys you found."

Adramelech raised a well-groomed eyebrow.

"Let's make a deal, shall we?" Nikkari spoke after meaningfully looking at Manabu. " You eat me and Manabu, and you let the two children go."

"What? No!" Asahi screamed. Nanashi held his sister...He didn't like it, but he knew where they wanted to lead the demons.

"Yeah man, me and Nik are old. Meaning more meat for you and your army. Those two kids are scrawny, barely any fat on them and full of bones. Better you eat us. Beside, bet ya never tasted a Brazilian before."

'Oh Manabu...no...' Nanashi felt so powerless, he could try to take on Adramelech, but he doubted he woud survive to do more then a few scratches.

Adramelech scratched his chin with well-manicured claws. " Well, I will admit we're running out of variety down there...And you two look both well seasoned and exotic."

Manabu lowered his shoulder as a ray of hop, at least for the sibling, pierced the cloud of doom.

And then Adramelech smirked in a way that mercilessly snuffed this newborn hope. "But I'm more of a quantity over quality type of guy if you catch my drift."

"Shit!"

"Besides, you don't expect us to wage war while famished, now do you?" The demon assembly then moved closer as the fancy unicorn smoothly danced his way toward his next meal.

Nikkari unsheathed his sword and Manabu cursed a storm as he belatedly realized that his smartphone did not charge the night before. Nanashi pushed his sister behind him as he took out his own sword and Asahi her riot stick.

"Get ready, here they come!" And so the horde was! Lunging at the Quatuor with abandoned, knowing full well that they would feast of the flesh of the young. But not without a fight.

Manabu and Nikkari showed why they were viewed in high esteem by the rest of the hunter alliance, killing demons left and right while Asahi and her brother also held their own...but not for long.

Adramelech, who was standing back from the action sighed. "Oh, I almost feel bad for you. But unfortunately, the world Lord Lucifer want to create is for the strong only. The weaks, that's you, are food." He raised his freshly manicured claw. "I grow bored...And you're just making your flesh tougher..." He snapped his finger.

"Agilao!"

Flames shot from his hand and engulfed the party, Nanashi and Nikkari barely managed to escape the inferno...but, not Asahi.

Jumping in front of her, Manabu took the brunt of the attack.

"Asahi! Manabu!" Nanashi screamed as the sight of his favourite mentor and adopted sister became obscured by the bright, intense flame. When the blaze relented, it was revealed that the rasta hunter succeeded in protecting the daughter of the Kinshicho Master...at the price of his own life.

As they reeled back from the gruesome scene,." oh Woopsis, might've left that one in the oven too long" The thing lazily gazed at the two fighters "Mmm-mmm...boy, you should see the look on your face."

Nanashi and Nikkari turned to the demon with only one desire in mind to murder that unholy son of the devil. The cadet in green was about to lung for the kill when the surviving adult beat him to it. Slipping past the rows of underlying, he managed to get close enough to Adramelech to get to his jugular...or close to it. The demo caught him before any damage could be done. "What in the world? Pah! I bet that butter knife couldn't even cut through paper." He threw Nikkari away with his sharp claw, tearing the armor and the soft flesh under. Not to be deterred, Nikkari grabbed his knife and catching lucifer's lieutenant by surprise, stabbed him as close to the heart as he could.

"Arg! Oh, how could you? You marred my pelt, you bastards!" Adramelech spat as once again swiped away the hunter, he then pulled the knife off and casually crush it.

"You must think this all so unfair." He spoke as he brushed off his wound. " In truth, it's no different then you consume the flesh of demons. It's merely...a law of nature."

Nanashi swallowed hard...He knew that fact full well. He never likes to eat them, especially when he had heard the Demon speak before. In intelligence and speech, and even in the way they dealt with one another, demons were not at all that different from human... especially now. 'Nanashi...you'r about to get killed and eaten now is not the time to philosophy.'

The bleeding Nikkari turned to the sibling, holding his ribs. "You two- run! Forget about the food and get back at the association!"

"now you're telling us?" Nanashi screamed as he grabbed his sister's hand and attempted to do as he was ordered.

"What? No, no, that won't do either. I don't care much about giving chase..." this was what Nanashi heard as he dodged and slashed away at the demons as he desperately ran to the diapidated train station...his home for 10 years now. But as they were about to clear the horde, an Infernal heat washed over them.

...And then he felt a powerful shove, sending him and Asahi careening to the side. As they fell in a heap, the sibling saw their second mentor, Nikkari, burn as he saved them.

As he felled on the ground, the elder hunter, now burned beyond recognition, spoke to the two with great difficulty.

"I'm sorry...I dragged you into this."

"NIKKARI!" Asahi yield as he Nanashi held her. "This can't be happening, we have to run."

"No shit! C'mon. Let's scram." But he knew their chance of survival was slim, they were still woefully too far away from any type of help. Besides, the enemies had taken the death of Nikkari as a prime opportunity to surround the sibling once more. And this time, they would not let them break out.

Adramelech walked toward them, chuckling to himself. "Oh my, what an entertaining meal. Too bad we lost the two big one, tough. Oh well, you will do just fine...especially you, little virgin." He spoke as he licked his purple lips.

'He will eat Asahi...'

The fire of indignation burned away his flight response, there was no way he would let the freak get his sister...not without a fight.

Taking his sword again, the young cadet lunged at the peacock demon in a futile attempt to buy some time for Asahi to run.

but his attempt, while brave and fueled by righteous anger, was thwarted by the more experience Adramelech, who simply catch him out of the air by the troath, holding Nanashi like a sadist his favorite doll.

"Ooh! Feisty one, aren't you? Alright, sweetheart, time to go night night."

Adramelech grabbed the carbon sword, snapping it in two...And then plunge his sharp claws in Nanashi's chest. The boy In green tried to scream his pain, but only blood came out of his mouth as the demonic lieutenant pulled out his heart, and crushed it.

As darkness engulfed his consciousness, Nanashi desperately turned around, Asahi...his sister, his best friend...

She was screaming his name...

'I failed her...oh God...please...help...'

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Update: our temple president just gave me a laptop. meaning I can finally edit this story better now.

its ok, you may now fear me.

(edit) Oh Krishna...So many mistake.

(edits...again.) It dosen't end...Please do leave a review, some constructive criticism and/ or some questions would be nice.

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dill thai soup (om ghai)

adapted from https://www.tastythais.com/thai-herb-soup-with-chicken-gaeng-om-gai/

INGREDIENTS 6 cups chicken stock 1-2 12-oz bottles of coconut water 1 stalk lemongrass, cut into pieces and smashed 5-6 kaffir lime leaves, torn in half 6 slices fresh turmeric 6 slices fresh ginger or galangal 2 large shallots, cut into chunks 8 cloves garlic, smashed 6 Thai chilies, sliced 1 bunch scallions, whites sliced into inch-long pieces and greens sliced thinly, separated 1 small cabbage, cut up 4 skinless boneless chicken thighs, cut into flat pieces, marinated in cornstarch and salt 1.5 bunch dill 1 bunch basil fish sauce chicken bouillon paste  sugar

INSTRUCTIONS 1. Bring the chicken stock and coconut water to a boil in a pot. In the meantime, combine the lemongrass, kaffir lime, turmeric, and ginger in a cheesecloth and tie it. When the stock comes to a boil, add the aromatics. Simmer for at least 30 minutes.

2. Add the shallots, garlic, chilies, the whites of the scallions, and the cabbage. Add some chicken bouillon paste and fish sauce to taste. Simmer for 20 more minutes.

3. Add the pieces of chicken thighs and poach lightly until just cooked. Add sugar and more fish sauce to taste. 

4. After turning off the heat, add the chopped greens of the scallions, dill, and basil. Serve!

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Initial Branding Interview

Q: How do prospective clients hear about Fi Carroll?

FI: As I am still such a small, early-stage brand; people mostly hear about me through Instagram - both my own account, and when my work is used by stylists, featured in articles or shared by customers and people who admire my work.

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Q: How does Fi Carroll impact the lives of your audience?

FI: I try to create clothes and accessories that “spark joy”: that my customers not only love to look at but love to wear. Ideally my clothes should change how they feel when they put them on, transform their mood or make them stand a little taller. They also have practical design elements that improve their functionality such as high-quality linings, extra pockets in useful places or gloves with touch-screen compatibility. As such, my customers always reach to them in their wardrobes. The clothes are a joy to wear with bright colours and excellent textures, some unexpected or humorous elements and they spark conversations.

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Q: What do you do better than other fashion brands?

FI: I never compromise function for form - it has to be great to wear throughout the day, not just look great in photos. This is achieved through the practical elements I’ve mentioned above. My personal philosophy is that I “never wear a shoe I can't run for a bus in” - and this translates into my designs. They are also very high quality and exceptionally well-made so they last for a long time. Sustainability is essential to my brand and I refuse to compromise on my environmental impact to make something that just “looks nice”; and vice versa. I reuse vintage and secondhand materials, and support this through responsible choices for new fabrics e.g. digitally-printed fabric made from recycled plastic bottles, or organic cotton.

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Q: What do your customers love (and/or dislike) about Fi Carroll?

FI: People admire my commitment to make clothes as responsibly as I can, and that I am constantly improving on my practises with this in mind. They also like the fact that they are often getting something completely one-of-a-kind made with vintage materials that have a story behind them. Also, aesthetically my clothes are quite outlandish, colourful, fun and unique compared to other other “sustainable” brands on the market (which can be a bit boring).

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Q: What do you WANT your customers to love (and/or dislike) about Fi Carroll?

FI: I want them to love the colours, prints, silhouette and textiles that make up the overall “look” of the clothes; and how they feel when they put them on. I also want them to “believe” in the brand and to love the fact they are buying into something that is responsibly produced. They can know the full story behind the production of the pieces (where fabrics were sourced, where it was made, who made it). It is important customers love the fact they are buying something locally hand-made to the highest quality they will have for a long time.

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Q: Why was your company started?

FI: To express my own idea of fashion, and create clothes I didn't feel existed in the current market.

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Q: What beliefs and values are tied together with your brand?

FI: Sustainability and responsibility are essential to the brand, while practicality, colour, textile and personality are essential to the clothes.

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Q: If your products were a person, what kind of person would they be?

FI: Fun, confident, one-a-kind, you don’t know anyone else like them, they say they’re not coming out tonight and then show up two hours later wearing elbow length gloves and ostrich feathers, always have an umbrella, pain killers, plasters, a charger in their (very gorgeous) handbag

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Q: Who do you want to attract?

FI: Confident people with a strong sense of personal style, who love clothes but value sustainability and shopping responsibly.

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Q: Who don’t you want to attract?

FI: Teenagers, wallflowers, straight men (!)

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Q: Describe Fi Carroll in 3 words.

FI: Eye-catching, practical, unique

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Q: Who are your competitors?

FI: Within Ireland, small brands at my level that I compete with currently include [redacted], [redacted] and As I grow and expand, I would ideally like to see my clothes positioned alongside the likes of Marine Serre, Dries Van Noten and Chopova Lowena. Brands that incorporate reuse or upcycling alongside chaotic print, colour and textile design.

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q: Which competitor brands do you like, and which do you dislike?

FI: Aesthetically, I don’t particularly like [redacted] or [redacted]’s work, but we have aligning principles. The brands I would most align myself with both aesthetically and in terms of values would be Marine Serre and Chopova Lowena. With Dries Van Noten, I love the way the clothes look but they don't have the same dedication to sustainability etc. In the more immediate future, I‘d love to be stocked in Om Diva on Drury Street and eventually internationally in the likes of Liberty, Browns and Dover Street Market.

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