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arctrooper69 · 2 months

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As Iron Sharpens Iron

"As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another." Proverbs 27:17

Beta-read by @dragonrider9905

Chapter 6:

Previous // Next

Warnings: Jealousy. Canon violence.

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The mission was simple.

You stood, picking at a loose splinter of wood beneath the bar, leaning on the counter as Cid explained the objective.

“Just remember I need that asset undamaged or you ain’t gettin’ paid.” She said, taking care to emphasize ‘undamaged’ as she shot a glare towards Wrecker, “That means no blowing it up, Muscles.”

“Hey! That was one time and it wasn’t my fault!”

Cid rolled her eyes, “Regardless. I want you in and out. Grab the staff and get outta there before the gang even realizes you’re there. You better not lead anything back to me. I can’t afford any more trouble around here. Especially with you lot.”

Hunter bristled but remained silent. It was a testament to his willpower that he hadn't yet told her off for the blatant disrespect she showed towards them.

You'd think she'd be more reasonable since we're the ones making all her money here, you thought, then sighed, but then again, we don't have much of a choice and she knows it.

Hunter pulled his pack over his shoulders and signaled the group to head out, not missing how quickly you turned away, not meeting his eyes.

***

The Marauder lay in quiet flight as it hurdled through hyperspace - the silence only broken by Wrecker's occasional comments and Omega’s responding laughter. Tech lay asleep on his bunk and Echo tinkered with something in the back. If it were any other day - any other time - it would've been peaceful. An oasis of relaxed preparation before the chaos of a mission.

Now the silence hung taught - stretched and pulled uncomfortably over the atmosphere. It was stifling. Stale.

Part of you longed for that normalcy - to take advantage of this time to go over strategies with Hunter, mapping out the best course of action, listening to his baritone words coaching you to think outside the box.

He was sitting right there beside you across the cockpit.

Say something, you begged silently. Anything. Ask me to stay and I will.

But no one made a sound.

Hunter sat stiffly in his chair staring directly ahead.

You sighed, pulling your feet up onto the chair, resting your chin on your knees, hugging your shivering bones.

Had space always been so cold?

Hunter shifted in his seat. You wondered if he could hear how your heart raced, desperate to relieve the tension in the room. He was staring at you again. You could feel his eyes burning into the side of your head.

He took a breath as if he'd finally decided to say something and you glanced up meeting his eyes.

The proximity alert went off as the ship snapped into orbit, shaking Tech from his slumber as he stumbled to his feet.

Hunter stood up - whatever he had to say was gone in a flash of professional duty. Time to do the job.

***

The ship landed smoothly on the landing pad - courtesy of Cid’s given coordinates.

“Alright, let's see what we're dealing with.” Echo said.

Hunter nodded in agreement, “Tech, how's it coming with that scanner?”

“Almost done.” He replied, fingers moving quickly over dials and screens.

“Good.”

Hunter pulled his pack on and straightened the bandana over his forehead.

“Alright, Echo you'll scomp in and locate the treasure vault. Tech you need to splice into their systems and deactivate any security systems they may have in place. Wrecker and I will keep a lookout and take care of any trouble that comes our way.” He glanced at Wrecker, “Quietly.”

Wrecker grumbled as he rolled his eyes.

Then Hunter turned to you. “I need you and Omega to stay here and keep watch. We don't know much about what we're walking into, so we need to be prepared to make a quick getaway if we have to. Got it?”

You nodded and Omega jumped to her feet. “Yes sir!”

***

Of course he doesn't trust me. You thought bitterly. He put me on babysitting duty.

A burst of regret tore from your chest as you watched her.

Omega hung upside down on a rock just outside the ship, fiddling with her trooper doll and a toy shuttle that Echo had found for her - oblivious to your traitorous thoughts.

You sighed, feeling the shame darken your cheeks.

You can't take your problems out on a kid, your inner voice scolded. Omega didn't deserve to be caught up in the middle of whatever this was.

“Heads up,” Hunter’s voice sounded through the coms, yanking you from a bored stupor, “You’ve got hostiles coming in fast.”

Omega looked over to you, eyes wide as she processed the information. She took a breath and nodded, keeping eye contact with you, lips settling in a grim determination. She unslung the bow from her back.

“Copy that,” she responded, “We’ll be ready.”

“Negative.” Hunter’s curt response came back immediately. “Do not engage. Get back on the Marauder and take off.”

You all but grabbed the com from Omega. “But what about you!?”

Silence. “We’ve been compromised.”

Omega snatched the com back defiantly, eyes narrowing in concern. “We’re not leaving you!”

“That’s an order!” Hunter hissed, keeping his voice low.

“No. Omega’s right. We’re not leaving here without you!” The com was once again in your hand.

“Listen to me!” Hunter snapped, “Get Omega out of there now! We can handle this on - “ The message cut off in a garble of static and shouting.

“Hunter!” Omega grabbed the com again in a desperate attempt to get him back. “Hunter, come in! I repeat, come in!”

Nothing.

Omega looked at you, wide eyed, shoulder’s bobbing up and down as she breathed, processing the situation.

Your head shot up. Muffled footsteps - voices echoing in the distance, carried on the wind. Gruff and unforgiving in a boastful confidence.

“Kriffing shit…” you hissed under your breath, grabbing Omega’s arm as you ran back to the ship.

“What are you doing!” Omega tried to yank her arm from your grip as you dragged her up the ramp, “They need our help! We can’t leave them!”

“Shhh!” you commanded, boosting her up into the storage hatch before clamoring up behind her.

“No!” she struggled, “We’re a squad! A family!”

A pang of hurt speared through your gut. Not me. Not anymore.

“We don’t leave our own behind!” she said adamantly, glaring daggers of betrayal and confusion at you.

Hunter’s words.

She looked up to him, constantly and unconsciously copying his mannerisms and ideals.

Hunter doesn’t trust you. The antagonizing voice of your subconscious snapped. That’s why he left you here with the kid. You’re just an asset. A body. But maybe you could be more than that. Maybe, upon rescuing them, the team would see you differently. Hunter would see you differently.

You sighed, “We’re not leaving, but we’re no help to them if we’re dead or captured.”

She nodded silently, relief palatable on her young face. Sometimes it was easy to forget that she was only 12 years old.

Is it selfish to want to prove yourself as more than just a useful tool?

Omega crouched by the closed hatch at her feet, bow in her hands, mimicking your own stance as you poised for action, blaster in hand.

Footsteps thudded up the ramp, carelessly clattering through the cockpit.

“Find anything?” one of them called out to his companion.

“Nah… there’s nobody here.” Another crash as he dumped a chest, “Nothin’ good here neither.”

Another clanging slam as another trunk was forced open. A loud chuckle came from a third voice.

“Ha! Hey, come get a load a this! The boss is gonna like this one!”

More footsteps, “Holy shit! Who keeps an entire trunk full of thermal detonators beside their bunk?”

“No clue, but they’ll go for a ton on the black market.”

“...and why is there a kriffing stuffed cat inside a trunk of thermal detonators?”

You side-eyed Omega.

“Ohh… that’s where I put her…” she whispered to herself, relieved that she no longer had to figure out a way to tell Wrecker that she lost his Lula.

“Whatever man, just grab the detonators and let’s go. This place stinks.”

“Yeah what a bunch of losers.”

Omega’s grip tightened on her bow, face contorting in anger as if she was ready to jump down and give the thieves a piece of her mind.

You placed a hand on her knee and slowly shook your head. Not yet.

“We are not losers!” she whispered harshly, insulted that the thieves had insulted her team - her family.

But not yours. You grit your teeth bitterly.

Once you were sure the offenders were gone, the hatched hissed open and you jumped down, catching Omega as she jumped.

“Okay, what’s the plan?” she looked at you expectantly. You nodded, practiced mind already running through various scenarios.

“We’ll track those thugs back to the compound. They have to be holding Hunter and the others there somewhere.”

Omega nodded solemnly. “Good plan. And then when we get there, I’ll keep a lookout while you search for a way in!”

“Right. Just follow my lead and stay out of sight!”

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hotmentransformed · 2 months

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Hollywood Magic

In the bustling backstage of the prestigious Oscars ceremony, nerves were running high. Among the frenzy of stagehands, makeup artists, and celebrities, stood Alex, a wide-eyed production assistant fresh out of film school. It was his first gig at such a grand event, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and apprehension. He had bought a fresh tuxedo for the event and felt professional and ready to start his new career.

Throughout the evening, Alex darted from one task to another, ensuring everything ran like clockwork. He meticulously checked seating arrangements, coordinated with the stage crew, and even fetched coffee for the stars. Despite the chaos around him, Alex felt a surge of exhilaration with each passing moment, relishing the special opportunity to be a part of Hollywood's biggest night.

But as the ceremony progressed smoothly, tension began to mount backstage when one of the scheduled presenters failed to show up for their award presentation. Panic swept through the crowded corridors as frantic whispers filled the air. Producers frantically made calls to find a replacement, but everyone was either unavailable or unwilling to present. With no one else available at such short notice, all eyes turned to Alex.

Without warning, an envelope was thrust into his hands, and he was ushered onto the stage. His heart raced as he realized the gravity of the situation. This was his moment—a chance to step onto the grand stage of the Oscars and make his mark in the entertainment industry. Usually, the honor was only reserved for the most iconic of stars: how lucky he was to be just an average Joe, given an opportunity rarely afforded to even some of the most famous celebrities. As Alex approached the microphone, the weight of the moment bore down on him like a heavy cloak. The sea of faces in the audience blurred as his nerves threatened to overwhelm him.

Alex's heart pounded in his chest as he felt an inexplicable surge of warmth coursing through his body. At first, he thought it must be from the stage lights, but it grew stronger and more electrifying. It started as a subtle tingling but soon evolved into an intense sensation, like a thousand needles pricking his skin.

His muscles tensed and bulged beneath his clothes, a strange pressure building within him. Alex's eyes widened in shock as he felt the fabric of his brand-new suit strain against his expanding frame. The audience's murmurs of anticipation turned into gasps of surprise as they witnessed the spectacle unfolding before them. First, it was his arms, as if sculpted from marble, that began to swell with newfound strength. His biceps and triceps rippled beneath the fabric of his shirt, stretching it to its limits, and eventually ripping his sleeves. Then, his chest expanded, pushing against the material as if eager to break free. Each breath seemed to inflate his torso further, commanding the attention of everyone in the room.

As Alex's transformation continued, his shoulders broadened, each muscle defined with chiseled precision. His back rippled with power, the fabric of his shirt straining against the force of his expanding physique. Even his legs, once hidden beneath his trousers, began to bulge with raw strength, threatening to burst through the fabric at any moment.

Despite his best efforts to resist, Alex couldn't help but flex his muscles, which expanded and tore free from the confines of his shirt and jacket, a mixture of embarrassment and pride washing over him as he unwittingly showed off his newfound form to the world. The audience's laughter only fueled his humiliation, but still, he couldn't stop himself.

With each involuntary flex, Alex's body seemed to take on a life of its own, moving with a grace and power that he had never known. His embarrassment gave way to a sense of awe as he marveled at the sheer magnitude of his transformation. But just as he began to revel in his newfound strength, disaster struck. With a sudden rip, the fabric of his pants gave way, leaving him standing on stage in the nude. His cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment as he hastily covered himself with the envelope he had been given to present the award.

Standing there dumbfounded and twice his previous size, he heard an announcer on the speakers: “And now, presenting the Academy Award for Best Costume Design, the one, the only: John Cena!”

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an-idyllic-novelist · 1 year

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Hello! Saw your request was opened! Can I please request Record of Ragnarok Hades with Kanae Kocho!fem!reader headcanons? Thank you!

warning: spoilers from the manga, ooc.

Here it is! Sorry it took me so long to respond! Enjoy! :)

Let it be known that Persephone is and always will be Hades’ first love.

Eons ago, he adored the tiny goddess of spring, and she returned those feelings wholeheartedly. But not even this witty, charming woman was willingly to change her entire life for him. How could she? She told him. How could I do such a thing when Mother still needs me?

Demeter wanted to always be in control. Not just over the seasons in Midgard and Valhalla, but her daughter’s life as well. Persephone was too precious to the harvest goddess, and she would be damned to give her child’s hand in marriage to someone like himself.

A monster.

That is the truth behind the myth surrounding Hades and Persephone: a passionate, yet brief romance. When it was over, he had come to accept his fate; forever alone, watching over the underworld with an iron fist.

Just as a king would do.

His interest in women faded with time, preferring to exert his energy into making sure his domain would thrive and there wasn’t a single cog out of place in the palace. Everyone and everything has a role to play, and by doing so accordingly, things will fall into place. Never love.

When the Bifrost fell, demons began pouring through the fractured gates and into Valhalla, causing chaos everywhere. This catastrophic event gave rise to a fallen organization that had once combated them in Midgard many years ago, eradicating its progenitor and allowing the humans to finally live in peace. The Demon Slayer Corps.

With its resurrection came a proposal that Hades knew Kaguya Ubuyashiki would not refuse. His family had been overseeing the organization for over a thousand years, no one knew its works as intimately as he and his predecessors. There is no one else who fit for the job as the head of the Demon Slayer Corps….but Ubuyashiki would sooner disband the Hashiras than assemble them to work for someone who operated from behind the shadows.

The Hashiras, the kakushi, the medics….they were all his children. No one would control them like puppets. Hades’ respect for mortals was raised ever so slightly in that very moment with Kaguya Ubuyashiki in the wisteria gardens of his estate.

Once negotiations were established, the Demon Slayer Corps laid its foundation in Valhalla. To show a sign of goodwill towards their new ‘business partner’, the Ubuyashiki household elected a former Hashira to be the middle-man. Someone who will send information between both parties and coordinate meetings if needed.

That person is [First Name] Kocho, known by her companions as the Flower Hashira. Although she had been offered a place in the ranks, she sweetly declined and opted to help from the shadows than the front lines. She wanted to live a peaceful afterlife with her sisters, if that is possible.

In the beginning, Hades did not think much of the Flower Hashira beyond her excellent work ethic. She was professional, polite, and empathetic. This behavior was not extended towards him only, as he had initially expected due to being the lord of the underworld.

She respected his subordinates, greeting them with a beaming smile and wishing them to have a pleasant day or helping someone with their workload. She followed the orders given to her, though if she had any concerns, she did not hesitate to say something once she had given permission to speak instead of raising her voice in a meeting.

To his embarrassment, he fell for the Flower Hashira hard and quickly. Though…could someone blame him?

The question now is…how could even approach this lovely mortal woman when she is fiercely protected by her younger sisters and an army of highly-trained demon exterminators? More importantly, how to not let his damned brother Zeus find out about it. It’d be one thing if it was Poseidon because the tyrant of the oceans knew how to keep his mouth shut, but Valhalla’s supreme god? Not bloody likely, that damned gossipmonger.

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misshoneyimhome · 4 months

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I got inspired after seeing the fashion inspo board you posted I bet he would love seeing this fit during the Sweden trip, and he can't do anything cause his family is there the Sweden trip keeps on giving https://www.instagram.com/p/CVQ-ESuBDrI/ and you wanted to reward him after working so hard.

Oh bb, that Sweden trip was the best thing that could happen to us 😉 and I just love flirty/naughty Willy, teasing you all the time, while he knows you have to keep face - but let's face it, you can be just as much of a tease 🙈🫢

[I know, this is short, and there could be so much more to it] 😏😏

Warnings; mention of sexual behaviour; naughty photos;

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I feel something so right, Doing the wrong thing | William Nylander 🖋️ (⚡️) [Intern x Willy]

"Are you looking forward to this trip?" You flashed William a sweet smile while waiting to board the plane.

"Absolutely," he replied with a friendly, warm smile.

"That’s great," was your simple response.

To onlookers, the exchange of words and smiles appeared friendly and professional, fitting for the setting among the Toronto Maple Leafs players and staff preparing for take-off. However, beneath the surface, there was an unspoken tension between you and the Swedish forwarder.

There existed a considerable level of sexual tension between you two, a hidden dynamic you both had to conceal, particularly as you were in the presence of the rest of the Toronto Maple Leafs team, players, and staff.

Well, maybe calling it 'sexual tension' was an understatement.

In reality, the two of you were sleeping together, keeping your relationship under wraps due to your role as an intern for the MLSE. Every day required maintaining a professional demeanour around each other, even though the truth remained hidden.

And today held a unique aspect, though. The team was en route to Sweden for the NHL Global Series, an event of particular significance to William, given that Stockholm held a special place in his heart as his hometown.

And additionally, his entire family would be present to watch him play - a completely surreal experience for him. Having his extended family witness an NHL game live was a momentous occasion, especially for his grandmother, who hadn't previously had the chance to travel to Toronto to see him play.

So, this event offered them the opportunity to see him live, right in his home country, which he found incredibly thrilling.

And for you, it meant accompanying the team for a little over a week. Travelling outside North America brought about a heightened level of coordination, necessitating overtime and round-the-clock work to ensure everything ran smoothly.

But despite the apparent chaos and stress, the staff team collaborated diligently, resulting in a smooth landing in the capital of Sweden. Efforts were focused on ensuring that everything was set for the players to settle in comfortably and prepare for the training sessions and the two games scheduled during their stay.

The flight proceeded without major issues, and fortunately arriving on time. The only minor trouble you encountered was dealing with William Nylander's relentless teasing.

Throughout the entire duration of the flight, he'd stealthily send messages hinting at his desire to join the mile-high club with you at the back of the plane. And while the idea excited you and the thrill of potentially getting caught added a hint of arousal, both of you were aware that it was excessively risky.

Given that your relationship was already forbidden in your professional position, engaging in such a scenario would have been reckless and overall, just stupid.

Nevertheless, despite the risks, William continued sending a slew of cheeky messages. Which naturally had you being cautious about opening them, especially in the presence of other staff members.

Willy: You're rocking that little skirt, baby... you're making it hard for me to focus 😛 You: Willy, come on! We're working here... 🙈 Willy: I can't help it... you're so close to me, looking so fucking good, and I can’t do anything - or maybe we could… 😈😏 You: No, Willy, we can't! Stop teasing Willy: You look too good, and I'm dying to touch you right now 😏❤️

He was such a fucking tease, pushing the boundaries relentlessly.

You were aware of how good you looked, though, dressed impeccably in your professional attire, including the skirt that you knew was one of William's favourites. However, maintaining composure was key; you had to keep yourself together.

Resisting temptation was crucial, especially to avoid risking more than you already did. So, deciding to ignore his advances, you settled in for some much-needed sleep to adjust to the time difference as best as possible.

Upon landing in the Scandinavian country renowned for birthing IKEA and the legendary pop band ABBA, you felt nothing but a sense of readiness to tackle the packed schedule ahead.

Though, calling it a packed schedule would be an understatement.

Your primary focus was ensuring the players were well-rested, swiftly transitioning from the airport to the hotel and then to the training rink. The media schedule, especially for the Swedish players, was more demanding than what you were accustomed to. And additionally, there were arrangements to coordinate with the event team for signing sessions and meet-and-greets with the fans.

Surprisingly, everything fell into place smoothly. Time seemed to slip away as tasks seamlessly followed one another. And soon enough, you found yourself reclining in your hotel room after a taxing day filled with constant interactions. Yet, it had been an exhilarating experience. You had never been this occupied, and every task you encountered reaffirmed why you adored your job so much.

And, of course, there was the constant presence of William.

As one of the most successful and well-known NHL players presently for the time being, his presence garnered an overwhelming amount of attention, particularly in his home country. Which meant, you were always by his side - guiding him through various media sessions, preparing for fan interactions, and, most crucially, ensuring he remained on time.

And that last part was probably the most challenging of all.

As you reviewed tomorrow's schedule before retiring for the night, a note in the calendar caught your attention: the Nylander family would be arriving.

Your initial sentiment leaned towards the sweetness of William reuniting with his family, knowing how deeply he valued and loved them.

However, a mischievous thought surfaced, a cheeky notion of a little payback for all his teasing antics.

William consistently pushed the boundaries, testing your composed professionalism, well aware that you had to maintain a serious demeanour at work. And now, an opportunity arose to playfully challenge him back, intrigued to witness how he'd handle a situation where you'd deliberately tease him while he was surrounded by his family.

In a playful manner, you decided to send him a goodnight message along with a slightly provocative photo.

You: Night babe - just something to help you sleep better and hope for sweet dreams 😏🍑

Willy: Shit, baby... you can’t do this to me... You: Why not? 😏 Willy: You're getting me all hard and you know it... You: Then you should take care of that yourself 🙌🏼 don't you think... Willy: Send me more and maybe I will 😉 You: *photo* Willy: Yes, baby, that's exactly it…

You couldn't help but smirk quietly as both of you exchanged rather personal and intimate photos, each of you pleasuring yourselves in your own space just a few rooms a part. And after both experiencing your own moments of climax, you couldn't help but smile to yourself.

Willy: Fuck, you're so fucking hot… You: Just glad I could help you unwind 😉❤️ Willy: You definitely do! But I just wish I could be there with you in person… ❤️ You: I know, I wish that too ❤️ Willy: Looks like we'll have to make up for it when we get back 😏😉 You: I guess so 😉 Now get some rest, you've got a hectic day ahead, love Willy: Yeah yeah, goodnight, babe 😉 You: Sweet dreams, darling 😘

It seemed like mere moments passed before the alarm chimed, signalling the start of a new day.

The clock displayed 5:15, prompting you to swiftly step into the shower and prepare for the day ahead. But not before capturing a quick snapshot and sending it over to the man just down the hall, followed by another showcasing your prized piece of lingerie for later.

The day unfolded into a whirlwind of activity.

Interviews, training sessions, more interviews, additional training – a relentless cycle. Credit where it's due, the lads handled it all admirably. Particularly William. It felt as if he aimed to impress, yet deep down, you recognised his innate skill. Despite his reluctance for the limelight, it always found him.

After a lengthy day spent in constant motion, William finally secured some rest before reuniting with his immediate family. Tomorrow heralded the arrival of the extended family ahead of the inaugural match against the Red Wings.

His time with the family was nothing short of heartwarming.

He'd sorely missed them, especially his sisters, unable to visit lately, and his mother, confined to video chats for the past few months. His father, however, he encountered more frequently owing to his travels to North America.

And while sitting in the restaurant, enjoying some quality time and speaking the language of his ancestors, William’s phone suddenly lit up on the table.

“Ooh, who’s y/n?” Stephanie quipped cheekily in Swedish as she noticed the notification.

“Just someone working for the team,” William casually replied, before he clicked the button on the side to turn off the screen.

“You’re not going to check it? Could be important,” his younger sister winked.

But as William knew you very well, he didn’t really dare. It could just be an innocent reminder of his schedule for the following days, but it could also be a teasing text, trying to rile him up.

“If it’s important she’d probably call,” William casually replied before taking a sip of his fizzy drink. And though he tried his best to get back into the lively conversation of his family members, you little message had intrigued him, and now his curiosity had peaked.

So no more than minutes passed before he excused himself to the restroom, and once back in the gentlemen’s room, he opened the notification.

And oh, how glad he was that he hadn’t done it in front of his sisters.

You: You did so well today baby with all the work ❤️ you deserve to be rewarded – so here’s a little something

William had to clench his jaw as he felt a little twitch in his boxers, blood quickly rushing to his member. Holding his breath, he briefly looked away, but his eyes were too captivated and came back to the screen in his hand.

“Shit…” he muttered to himself, having to adjust himself a little in his loose trousers, before exiting the restroom, in order not to rise any suspicions.

You were torturing him, right in front of his family, and you knew it. You knew all to well that he couldn’t do anything before you were both back in Toronto where you could sneak into his condo late at night.

And meanwhile in your hotel room, as you were getting ready for going to bed, a reply from William appeared on your phone.

Willy: You’re so in for it You: Oh, I’m counting on it 😉

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childotkw · 8 months

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CS snippets, please?!!! The wait is killing me.

He heard the commotion before he saw them.

Draco managed to leverage himself up on his cot just as the opening of the tent was thrown wide, admitting a whole hoard of healers at once. They were all speaking over each other, creating a cacophony as some demanded supplies to be readied and others tried to coordinate the group’s movements towards one of the stations.

And at the centre of the chaos was two figures.

Evans, looking like he had stumbled right off the frontlines of a war, a little singed around the edges, covered in blood and grime. And leaning heavily against him was Kaiser.

“Fucking hell,” Draco whispered, almost falling back down at the sight of Kaiser’s arm. The calm blue light emitting from Evans’ wand illuminated the horrific wound, dancing over the stump where her hand should have been.

His stomach lurched.

The girl was carried over to one of the beds, and it was only once she was situated that Evans stepped back, the healing spell he had been maintaining spluttering out weakly as the professionals took over. The other boy backed away, extracting himself from the madness smoothly and letting his hands drop to his sides limply. He stood in the background, blinking sluggishly. Patches of Kaiser’s blood – for it could only be hers – had soaked through his uniform, turning the pale Beauxbatons-blue of his overshirt a filthy brown and making it cling to every crease and crevice.

Evans’ skin was worryingly bleached of colour but for two high spots of red on his cheeks, and there were faint tremors running down his arms and legs that told Draco he was seconds away from either crumpling to the ground or throwing up.

He looked between his two fellow champions. It did not take a genius to understand what had happened after he had been knocked out of the match, but how had things escalated to this?

“Evans,” Draco called, more hesitant than he would normally be. After a concerning delay, the other turned to him, his face eerily blank. “Are…you alright?”

It was a bit of a stupid question, but one he still felt compelled to ask. Evans seemed to be seriously considering his answer at least, green eyes drifting down to his gloved hands, one of which came to rest on the largest bloodstain near his middle.

“Fine,” Evans said after another fraught pause, the word thick in his mouth. “I’m fine.”

#anonymous #HP #consuming shadows #harry potter #draco malfoy

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minheelovelee · 8 months

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epex as college boyfriends ? <3

as a professional college student, i love this ask! thanks anon!

college boyfriend!epex

warnings: mentions of controlled substances.

wish

- physical education major

- plans to teach middle-high school. he lives for growth and improvement. it’s the most rewarding thing about teaching.

- makes you walk everywhere with him. never takes his car for some reason. has really nice calf muscles and works out almost every day.

- eats with you every day at the dining hall. wants to make sure you’re eating well. sometimes he forgets, too. you keep each other in check.

- takes you to parties. he has a million friends. he always knows someone at every event. you don’t know how he made all these friends.

- doesn’t study and doesn’t set alarms. likes to live dangerously. take care of him.

- he ends up rooming with jaeho, a weirdo who wants to follow you everywhere. you both come to love him <3

keum

- modern dance major

- wanted to go to a college with non-art majors, too. so he settled for a school with just a general dance program.

- made friends with everyone on the first day. everyone has his snapchat. suddenly became a social butterfly. you’ll start off as friends.

- makes playlists for you. he makes music with some of his buddies. he dedicates songs to you and makes mix tapes.

- amazing host. always has gatherings at his apartment. stocked up on drinks and bud 24/7. doesn’t party sober.

- has a couple secret spots around campus to take you to. he’ll bring you to them when he wants to be alone with you.

- obsessed with his roommate. kyungmin never partied, drank, or had fun before coming college. he takes it upon himself to introduce km to all of college’s joys.

kyungmin

- art history major

- wants to be a museum coordinator or a journalist. he’s still kind of figuring things out. classic art student.

- you met through his roommate. you end up hitting it off and end up spending a lot of 1-on-1 time together.

- takes you out for coffee almost every day. the campus cafe takes all of his money. also, you eat girl dinners together because you don’t want to go to the dining hall. cracker, cheese, and whatever alcohol you could get your hands on that day.

- walks you to classes. insists that you never walk anywhere alone. makes sure you’re never lonely. also drives you wherever you need to go.

- drinks la croix at parties. with vodka. he can’t resist a drunk cigarette on the balcony either. not a big fan of crowds or drunk people though.

- his roommate, donghyun, is a lot. kyungmin likes him, but is annoyed by how many people he has over. so he comes to your dorm to watch you study.

amin

- business management major.

- following in the footsteps of one of his relatives. he wants to end up in human resources or entrepreneurship.

- brings you gifts of encouragement when you’re studying. might surprise you at the library with boba. also makes sure you eat dinner daily. he’ll cook for you if you’re too busy to go to the dining hall.

- his room is a mess. always. he thrives in chaos. even when he cleans, it’s still dirty.

- goes to campus events like plays, art shows, or comedy nights. he’s very appreciative of the arts. green flag.

- thinks putting something on the door handle is a universal sign not to come in. apparently it’s not. his roommate has seek you naked.

- roommates with baekseung. they spend a lot of time together. you three become a cute trio and share an apartment next year.

baekseung

- major: undecided

- he didn’t want to graduate high school. or go to college. he’s just going to meet girls and please his parents.

- biggest dining hall supporter. he thinks the food is fire. you meet him there when you both sit by a mutual friend.

- you can hear him coming from a kilometer away on his skateboard. one time he hit a pothole and went flying. lol.

- goes to all donghyun’s parties. they write music together. he’s pretty well-known for being the campus rapper. you’re his groupie.

- he’s just taking generals right now, so his classes are pretty easy. he’ll try to help you with homework. but after one problem, he goes back to playing fifa.

- lives with minwoo. his roommate is only slightly obsessed with him. they love each other though. you spend a lot of time as a trio.

ayden

- biochemistry major

- he’s planning to go to med school. his mom told him to. he’d actually make a fantastic doctor.

- way too smart. he doesn’t study though. he just plays crossy road while watching you do class work.

- he falls asleep in class. bring him a red bull and he’ll be so happy.

- takes care of you like no other. he doesn’t take care of himself though. make sure he gets scolded for that.

- his dream date: watching netflix documentaries, procrastinating, and smoking a bowl.

- roommates with yewang. they get along too well and encourage each other to do stupid stuff. like stay up all night and light fireworks in the parking lot.

yewang

- music education major

- wants to teach high school or middle school music. dreams of being a choir director. he couldn’t see himself in a field that isn’t focused on music.

- writes songs for baekseung and donghyun. he’s got his guitar, keyboard, synthesizer, and everything set up in his room.

- always has food in his pockets. not normal food though. like an entire cookie or a grilled cheese sandwich.

- you’ll never catch him working on homework. he always has it done before he sees you. he’ll help you with yours, too.

- probably joined the choir and encore for the school. or he plays in the band. he thinks he’s the next Mozart.

- roommates with ayden. they love each other. they always are up to shenanigans. if someone gets pranked in the dorm, you can bet one of them had something to do with it.

jeff

- criminal justice.

- probably will work in the juvenile field. he really likes kids and thinks that corrective services are super important for teenagers.

- captures everything on camera. he has albums and albums dedicated to you and his college experience. y/n sleeping. dining hall shenanigans. donghyun parties.

- good friends with donghyun. he joined the dance crew because donghyun gave him a flyer and he was too scared to say no. he’s quite good. go support him and he’ll be so happy.

- goes to the vending machine everyday. he has to get a diet coke. he keeps his mini fridge stocked WELL.

- he snuggles you to sleep every night. then he’ll walk home in the dark. he just likes you a lot and need to hug you before he goes to bed.

- roommates with dawit. you guys follow him around to get on his nerves. he never says no. you cook together at 2am sometimes.

#mhll epex #epex imagines #epex reactions #mhll wish #mhll keum #mhll mu #mhll amin #mhll baekseung #mhll ayden #mhll yewang #mhll jeff

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gear-project · 4 months

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2024 Guilty Gear Calendar

[JANUARY] Jan 1st: Anji Mito (New Year’s Day) Jan 16th: Happy Chaos/ Tyr (National Nothing Day/Appreciate a Dragon Day) Jan 28th: Zato=ONE/Eddie (Daisy Day) This Month’s Jellyfish Pirate: Janis, the Cat and Mascot of the Jellyfish! [FEBRUARY] Feb 8th: Jam Kuradoberi (Bubble Bath Day) Feb 9th: Chipp Zanuff/ Mizuha (Static Electricity Day) Feb 14th: Valentine (Saint Valentine’s Day) This Month’s Jellyfish Pirates: Febby who does the Laundry, Accounting, and Book-keeping! Also Leap the Administrative Director and Cook! [MARCH] Mar 5th: Baiken (Multiple Personalities Day) Mar 14th: Bedman (World Sleep Day) Mar 18th: Nagoriyuki (National Supreme Sacrifice Day) Mar 28th: Raven (Something on a Stick Day) Mar 31st: (World Backup Day) This Month’s Jellyfish Pirate: March, head of Communications (despite the fact she doesn’t talk much). [APRIL] Apr 7th: Robo-Ky (National Robotics Week) Apr 20th: Millia Rage (Easter) This Month’s Jellyfish Pirate: April, Helms-woman and ace pilot of the Airship! [MAY] May 5th: May (The day Johnny found her) May 9th: Testament (Lost Sock Memorial Day) May 11th: Alternate Timeline Day (Twilight Zone Day) May 12th: Fanny (International Nurses’ Day) May 14th: Sol Badguy (Guilty Gear Foundation Day) May 31st: Sin Kiske (International “No Tobacco” Day) This Month’s Jellyfish Pirate: May, the Powerful Princess and 2nd in Command of the Jellyfish! [JUNE] Jun 3rd: Ramlethal Valentine (Repeat Day Repeat Day) Jun 8th: Ariels/Chronus (‘Big Brother’ is Watching Day) Jun 15th: Zappa (Power of a Smile Day) This Month’s Jellyfish Pirate: June, the Desk Manager and Aristocrat of the Jellyfish! [JULY] Jul 1st: Leo Whitefang (Creative Ice Cream Flavors Day) Jul 26th: ALL OR NOTHING! Day Jul 28th: System Administrator Appreciation Day This Month’s Jellyfish Pirate: July, sword expert and combat professional! [AUGUST] Aug 3rd: Izuna (National Watermelon Day) Aug 14th: Daisuke Ishiwatari/Chimaki (Summer Romance Day) Aug 21st: Dr. Faust (National Senior Citizen’s Day) This Month’s Jellyfish Pirate: Augus, strong melee and grappling expert extraordinaire! [SEPTEMBER] Sep 2nd: Justice (National Blueberry Popsicle Day) Sep 8th: Answer (International Literacy Day/Bury the Hatchet Day) Sep 9th: Kliff Undersn (Chrysanthemum Day) Sep 12th: National Video Games Day Sep 25th: Toshimichi Mori (BlazBlue Creator Day) This Month’s Jellyfish Pirate: Sephy, the Ship’s Kind Doctor! [OCTOBER] Oct 9th: Goldlewis Dickinson (International Beer and Pizza Day) Oct 16th: Leopaldon/Gig/Judgment (National Boss Day) Oct 18th: Potemkin (Health and Sports Day) Oct 24th: Johnny/Venom (National Billiards Day) Oct 25th: National Comic Book Day Oct 26th: Bridget (Coming Home Day) Oct 31st: Slayer (Halloween) This Month’s Jellyfish Pirates: Octy, Crow’s Nest Navigator specialist! And of course don’t forget about Johnny, the Captain! [NOVEMBER] Nov 6th: Giovanna (National Redhead Day/National Nachos Day) Nov 9th: CHAOS NEVER DIES! Day Nov 10th: Asuka R. Kreutz (Forget-Me-Not Day) Nov 11th: Dr. Paradigm (National Education Day) Nov 20th: Ky Kiske (Feast of Christ the King Day/Absurdity Day) Nov 25th: I-No (Elimination of Violence against Women Day) This Month’s Jellyfish Pirate: Novel, the Ship’s Engineer and Weapons designer! [DECEMBER] Dec 5th: Kum Haehyun (Prohibition Repeal Day) Dec 13th: Jack-O'Valentine/Aria Hale (National Cocoa Day) Dec 17th: A.B.A. (Paracelsus’ Birthday) Dec 25th: Axl Low/Dizzy/Elphelt Valentine (Christmas Day) This Month’s Jellyfish Pirate: Dizzy, the Ship’s Administrative Coordinator (on indefinite leave). PLEASE NOTE: –As always NEW Characters may be announced as the Year goes on, Dates may be altered/adjusted as information is revealed! –Characters that have no Birthdays may get one, and Characters with Birthdays may have theirs corrected as needed! –Other Holidays are just personal fun/preference/Optional! –Also Note that this List may not go in to effect until after it is posted! Meaning some holidays will go in to 2025!

#GG Birthdays List #GG Calendar #Guilty Gear Calendar

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nymori · 1 year

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I would be lying if I said I enjoyed this project - honestly, it was a slog. The black fabric hurt my eyes terribly, the pattern is very similar to one that I recently finished, and I injured my wrist during the process, making it painful to stitch. But hey - at least it's done! (And I never have to stitch on black Aida again.)

Pattern is by CrossStitchTraveler.

#cross stitch #art #embroidery #x stitch #stitch #professional chaos coordinator #chaos #professional #coordinator #flowers

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republicsecurity · 3 months

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"Unyielding Guardians: Meet Mobile Paramedic GM67T!"

Today, we're diving into the world of one of our unsung heroes, GM67T, a mobile paramedic who roams the festival grounds, ensuring safety and spreading the spirit of community wherever he goes! Get ready to be inspired by his dedication, courage, and that iconic shiny shaved head glinting in the morning sun.

With a heart full of compassion and a mind sharp as a scalpel, GM67T embarks on his daily patrol. His presence alone brings a sense of security to the campers. As he checks emergency supplies and ensures medical stations are well-equipped, you can't help but admire his dedication to keeping everyone safe.

But it's not just his professional prowess that makes GM67T a beacon of inspiration. It's the way he engages with people, offering warm smiles and words of reassurance. In the face of chaos, he remains calm and composed, reminding us all of the strength that lies within unity.

Whether it's responding to emergencies with lightning speed or providing a comforting hand to those in need, GM67T embodies the spirit of selflessness. His ability to rally the crowd during crises and spread a sense of hope illustrates the unwavering resilience of our nation's paramedics.

So, next time you catch a glimpse of that shining scalp and those confident eyes, remember the dedication of Mobile Paramedic GM67T.

GM67T: The Shining Beacon in the Face of Adversity. Together, We Stand Strong!

🚑 Introducing the Heroes on the Move: Mobile Paramedics! 🚑

Hey there, amazing readers! We've got a thrilling story to share with you about a group of extraordinary individuals who don't just wait for emergencies to happen – they chase after them! Meet the Mobile Paramedics, the real-life superheroes of disaster response and large event coverage.

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🌊 Disaster Response Experts! Whether it's a hurricane, earthquake, or flood, these paramedics are specially trained to handle the toughest situations. They navigate through rough terrains and provide essential medical aid to those in need. Their quick thinking and expert skills make them the go-to team during emergencies.

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a-d-nox · 1 year

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I'm sorry if it was interpreted that you wanted a full natal chart reading. I just wasn't sure which natal chart and in which system I should send you the photos.

I enclose my natal chart and my mc persona chart, only for the analysis of my professional career.

Thank you so much

part 2: career observation (using natal and mc persona)

natal

your mc is in gemini so we are looking for its planetary ruler. mercury in the 12h (yea, i am working off the placidus charts you initially sent to me).

12h jobs: government agents (working in SNAP, USDA, SSA, BDD, etc), bootlegging, nurse/doctor at a walk-in clinic, working at a shelter or half-way home, working in a crime unit, hospital worker, managing large animals, private duty nurse, psychic, prison guard, and retirement home worker.

noteworthy aspect (tight orbs)

mercury conjunct venus: having to care for others in a semi-compassionate manner. dealing with others needs/wants. making others feel better about themselves and their appearance in society. helping people feel at peace. dealing with clothing - uniforms for the self or others. hearing a lot drama in the workplace. dealing with the social affairs of others.

neptune trine mc: working around medical drugs and antiseptics. working under a pseudonym. working with poisonous things (snakes?). working around a water source (aquarium?). an erotic job. artist freedom within field. able to maintain a face of calm without worrying others. working around a lot of masculine energy. maintaining calm in a place of chaos. working with the confined. making written reports.

pluto opposite mc: working in a place of extremes. working with poisonous animals/reptiles. working with the deadly and the uncivilized. deducing what the problems are on your own. job involving sexuality. dealing with those who are moral. working under a pseudonym. dealing with the waste of others.

mc persona

3h stellium: thought of as an intellectual. transporting others (ambulance?). surrounded by gossip - both good and bad. messaging or sharing notes often. needing to be preceptive and on guard. doing a lot of studying. speaking a lot of the time.

gemini mercury at 0°: bound to talk a lot. could be in advertisement. may need to read a lot and often for your career. could be in broadcasting or something where you need to use clear and precise diction when communicating with others. may need a lot of dexterity / hand-eye coordination. might need to speak multiple languages for the career path. multiple phones or being on the phone / on call often.

sun 2°: a wealth degree. likely to gain more due to ambition. authority. making the correct bets - taking the correct risks. confidence. your consciousness of the future. good for doing vocal entertainment (not singing but talking). could be managing others / telling them what to do.

jupiter 2h (mc ruler): often a money indicator. could be a good indicator of singing for a living. lots of financial freedom. might have an old money hobby that you participated in and are known to be really good at (racket ball, golf, polo, etc).

sun conjunct mercury: being in the spot where people are a bit starstuck when talking with you. people may be a bit uncomfortable in your presence - could be seen as threatening ("yes, boss. no, boss. anything you say, boss."). might be interviewed often.

mars opposite jupiter: needing to be cutthroat to gain money. needing to take action for there to be a lot of gain. might have a dangerous or physical job that pays a lot. might be used to seeing a lot of death and/or blood in your line of work. might be gaining money under the table or in illegal ways. might deal with triage. extreme passion for making money - you'd do ANYTHING to make some. a career where sexuality is prevalent.

my guess: EMT, ER nurse, criminal defense attorney, criminal investigator, large animal vet, prison warden, or magistrate.

hope this helps!

a.d.

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manorpunk · 1 year

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Post-Bailout America

Right, I never told the second part of the story.

In case you’re just joining us, America has just spent the 2030s in the depths of the Polycrisis until China had to bail us out to keep the world economy from crashing yet again.

It would make for such a nice, clean dividing line between the generations - “America went crazy and ate itself, and then the Bailout happened and everything got better” - but it was a long, complicated, and violent process. It was also the origin of the Global Logistics Network.

There is an old saying that all empires are accidental. Such was the case of the GLN - China was so busy celebrating their victory in the Second Cold War that it took them a minute to realize America was now a massive bone in their throat. There had always been a master plan behind the Bailout: even with light controls over both ends of the Chinese-American market, China could manage their gradual transition to a service economy by fiddling with the levers whenever there was an imbalance between production and consumption. There were a couple problems though:

1. even with the modern internet and AI tech, this would require a mind-boggling amount of constant international coordination,

2. the enormous task of managing most of the world economy had been dropped into the lap of a couple of Qingdao-based construction firms,

3. insurrections were already brewing in America, but we’re gonna put a pin in that for a minute.

The GLN emerged as a hasty attempt to make the process easier, taking all of the shipping and production systems previously owned by major American corporations and just kinda duct-taping them together and hoping it would work. On paper it was under direct management of the CCP, which now stood for the Chinese China Party - winning the Second Cold War made China start to go a little crazy, with an immediate rise in nationalism and a lot of rhetoric to the effect of “now that the Century of Humiliation is over it’s time to reclaim our rightful status as the unquestionable global hegemon.” Party officials started competing with each other to see who could troll America the hardest.

wait what the hell was I talking about

right

on paper, the GLN was just another part of the Chinese government, akin to a second Belt and Road Initiative, but this was exposed as a polite fiction during the Sheriff Insurrections.

So remember that pin I mentioned a minute ago? Well, this is that. Sheriffs across America - ‘sheriff’ here is shorthand for local police officers, right-wing militias, modern rural gentry, doomsday preppers, and actual sheriffs (but I repeat myself) - Sheriffs across America launched rebellions attempting to ‘resist China and the GLN’ and ‘regain their local power.’ In reality most of these rebellions took place in rural areas that were far away from any GLN activities, and if you scratched the surface of their rhetoric they’d admit that it was because they just really hated Chinese people.

Still, as the violence and chaos from the Sheriff Insurrections spread from town to town, the GLN began independently hiring mercs military contractors to protect construction crews, and small skirmishes regularly broke out between the contractors and sheriffs.

This put the Chinese government in a bind: they could either let the GLN operate as an independent organization, which would destroy all those grand plans of economic control and unleash an unprecedented new psuedo-state upon the world, or they could continue claiming ownership of the GLN, which would mean that China was kinda sorta technically launching a ground invasion on foreign soil. The Chinese government blinked, and the rest is history.

Anyway, the sheriffs lost. Badly. As a brief aside, far be it from me to revel in punishment and violent revenge, but if one wishes to take a moment and imagine a montage of bloated, out-of-shape sheriffs fumbling with their tacticool handguns before getting vaporized by actual professionals, well, I wouldn’t judge.

And anyway, it’s nice to find a silver lining to things like that. Cause uh. Those goddamn sheriffs probably set us back another decade. The way that the rest of America was pretty cool with the GLN taking over makes a lot more sense when you remember the alternatives.

I mean, yeah, there were the economic impositions, gas and meat and plastic got a lot more expensive, but it was a small price to pay.

And yeah, there would occasionally be scandals, like when the GLN allegedly tried to break the remaining power of the conservative evangelicals by infiltrating religious cults and encouraging mass suicides, or the-

some nice men have politely informed me that I should immediately end this post. Bye everyone, see you next time!

#unreality #history of the future #manorpunk

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zainmalik · 7 months

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🔥 larries (starting with chaos)

oooooh i like the way you think anon hehehe

something positive: they get a bad rep but they’ve been some of the kindest, funniest and most creative people i’ve met (at least the people i interact/am friends with)

something negative: i really hate the anxiety of trying to prove hl are together still, whether you want to prove it to others or yourself. it leads to things like that whole thing about louis acting the sex scenes in my policeman (which, cmon. harry and david are professionals and they had an intimacy coordinator on set) or tracking every single movement they make, which is not only exhausting, frustrating and downright impossible, but also weird because at the end of the day they deserve privacy. they also happen to have lives outside their relationship, meaning not everything they do is signaling their relationship. it’s fun to clown but one thing is the maybe and another thing is making things a fact. personally, i’m not here waiting for a coming out or to out them, i’m here to support them as individuals and their relationship, whatever form it takes

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venomizedstar · 11 months

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SO, I noticed I don’t explained the Ordem Paranormal Classes so... I’m going to explain now!

Classes are a series of playstyles created and introduced in the AOP series. They were introduced in Ordem Paranormal: Desconjuração under the name Archetypes as routes to building your character's style in both investigation and battle, granting abilities and skill bonuses as rewards.

In Ordem Paranormal: Calamidade, the definitive name became Classes, with the addition of subclasses known as Paths, which in a creative way, change the way the player can use their abilities to survive in the universe.

Theres three classes: Combatente/Combatant, Especialista/Specialist and Ocultista/ Occultist.

Combatente: An expert in bladed weapons and guns, this kind of agent serves as the front line in fight against the Other Side.

The paths are:

Aniquilador/Annihilator: Trained to take down targets with efficiency and speed. Their weapons are their best friends and they take care of them as well as their teammates. Maybe even better;

Guerreiro/Warrior: They’re trained your musculature and movements to the point of turning their body into a true weapon. With melee strikes as powerful as a bullet, they face danger head-on;

Comandante de Campo/Field Commander: Without a commander, a battle is nothing more than a pub brawl. They are trained to coordinate and assist their companions in combat, making quick decisions and taking best advantage of their allies' situation and talent;

Operações Especiais/Special Operations: They are effective fighters. Their actions are calculated and optimized, always anticipating enemy movements and positioning themselves in the most intelligent way on the battlefield;

Tropa de Choque/Riot Police: They're a tough one. They have trained their body to withstand physical trauma, making it virtually unbreakable, and so they are not afraid to place themselves between their allies and danger.

Especialista: With knowledge, cleverness and smoothness, this agent is focused on solving different problems.

The paths are:

Atirador de Elite/Sniper: One shot one kill. Unlike combatants, they are adept at neutralizing threats from afar, ending a fight before it even starts. They treat their weapon like a precision tool, being able to perform incredible feats;

Infiltrador/Infiltrator: They are experts in infiltration and know how to neutralize unsuspecting targets without causing a fuss. Combining acrobatic talent, manual dexterity and technical knowledge they are able to overcome any defensive barrier, even when the mission seems impossible;

Médico de Campo/Field Doctor: They are trained in first aid and emergency treatment techniques, making they a valuable member of any agent group. Unlike conventional healthcare professionals, they are used to the battlefield and know how to make quick decisions in the midst of chaos;

Negociador/Negotiator: They are skilled diplomats and can influence others, whether through smooth talk or intimidation. Their ability to quickly and efficiently assess situations can get the group out of trouble that even the most powerful of weapons could not solve;

Técnico/Technitian: Their main skill is the maintenance and repair of the valuable equipment that their team carries on a mission. They technical knowledge also allows them to improvise tools with whatever they has at hand and sabotage the items used by his enemies.

Ocultista: A scholar of the paranormal, who seeks to understand the mysteries of the elements and use them to his advantage.

The paths are:

Conduíte/Conduit: They master the fundamental aspects of ritual casting and are able to increase the range and speed of their spellcasting. As their connection to paranormal entities increases, they become able to interfere with other occultists' rituals;

Flagelador/Scourger: Pain is a powerful paranormal catalyst, and they've learned to turn it into power for their rituals. When they becomes especially powerful, they are able to use the pain and suffering of their enemies as an instrument of his occult rituals;

Graduado/Graduate: They focus their studies on becoming a versatile and powerful spellcaster, knowing more rituals than other occultists and being able to make them more difficult to resist. Their goal is to unlock and master the secrets of the Other Side, no matter what the cost.

Intuitivo/Intuitive: Just as combatants train their bodies to withstand physical trauma, they prepare their minds to withstand the effects of the Other Side. Their focus and willpower allow them to expand the limits of their paranormal abilities.

Lâmina Paranormal/Paranormal Blade: Some occultists prefer to stay shut in their libraries studying books and rituals. Others prefer to investigate paranormal phenomena at their source. They prefer to use the paranormal as a weapon. They learned and mastered fighting techniques by blending their spellcasting skills with their combat capabilities.

Theres more paths for each class, but since are just some people who have the access to them, and I am not one of them, I can't explain now

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