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ugly crying my way through a midnight mass rewatch

fry is so special to me because like he's so unselfish?? i hate it when people think he is just cause he doesn't wanna put work into stuff he doesn't care about. he constantly prioritizes other people's happiness over his own even when it really means something to it. like how he tried to set lars and leela up again because he wanted her to be happy, even if it was gonna kill him. or how he chose not to revive seymour because he didn't want to bring him back from what he assumed was a death that followed a long happy life, despite how much fry missed him. people don't analyze him as much as he deserves to be analyzed i love him so much.

Is Leadership About Growing Others?

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Leadership is About Growing Others

The premise provided, "Leadership is about growing others - It's not about you!" is incorrect as a whole. The reason why this understanding is correct is based on the definition of leadership. Leadership is "Guiding Intent with Integrity". A leader has to guide his subordinates and himself toward a goal that solves a business or humanistic problem.  Jack Welch's quote, “Before you become a leader success is all about growing yourself. Once you become a leader success is all about growing others.”, is not bout being a leader, it's about being SUCCESSFUL! Successful people look for business or humanistic problems to solve that have a greater solution benefit to production cost ratio. They marshal resources, which may cultivate future leaders or managers to handle the business problem's solution life cycle.  Bryan Oliver's comment, "Leadership is all about self-sacrifice, not worrying about who gets the credit for what idea, and is not about how good the leader looks to the person they report to.", also misses the mark. The perception is perpetrated by the idea that "[ Leadership ] is Not About You!", your ego. Are you the business problem or the solution? You are neither. What you are is an individual among many working on the problem trying to solve it. You can work with others to solve the problem, or you can work alone. But, you are never the only person who can solve this problem.  Leaders do not sacrifice themselves or others in the name of producing a solution. They are motivated by the outcome they want this solution to have on humanity. How will this solution impact the world, make it a better place, and make life easier for others. That is what leaders envision, and convey through their guidance. Their passion, is about them. Their motivation is intrinsic, based on solving an extrinsic problem.

Dokhyuk Moments: Part 11

(- stands for skipped sentences)

He normally wouldn’t have done this for the part. However, Yoo Jonghyuk in this regression was different. Yoo Jonghyuk himself didn’t know what changed him.

Of course this dense mother fucker (yes. That was a Achilles Come Down reference.) doesn’t know what changed him- ITS LooOOoOoVe and KIM FUCKING DOKJA-

Before Shin Yoosang could reply, Yoo Jonghyuk pushed the child down from the ceiling. ——

“You should go too.” Lee Gilyoung screamed as he fell down along with Shin Yoosang.

I’ve said this before and Imma say it again. Yoo Jonghyuk is a death-beat dad.

I was confused. Had a fallen in love with someone?

Here, my ladies and gentlemen, is where I suddenly got the thought. [is he dense or aro?]

“When did you become me so close to him? That psychopath...”

“We aren’t close.”

“You had a very trusting expression when you said those words.”—

“You are mistaken.”

I’m starting to see another pattern here.

Yoo Jonghyuk thought for a moment before slowly opening his mouth. “My name is Kim Dokja.”

So...don’t you just love how they take each other’s names? And usually, when Dokja uses it, it has a negative effect on Jonghyuk. But sweet child Jonghyuk always ends up giving Dokja power-ups or something...rat scamming bastard who?

“Hum him. Perhaps it is ‘comradeship’...”

People simultaneously stared at Yoo Jonghyuk who was standing with his arms crossed. “What are you looking at?”

Lee Jihye and Jung Heewon were whispering to eachother.

“Ah. Perhaps?”

“Right? Isn’t this right?”

[The constellation ‘Demon-Like Judge of Fire’ is violently nodding her head]

I think we all can guess what’s going on here. 😏

“I have no intention on joking around.”

This annoyed me so much TT. How much is the love value?!?? LET US KNOWRRRR.

Dokhyuk Moments: Part 13

- means I skipped sentences

[The constellation ‘Secretive Plotter’ is snapping at the ‘old ones’ spying on you]

A little cute SP moment to get you ready for this part. He’s not Dokja’s Jonghyuk, but it works similarly.

“Hrmm. Aren’t the two of you close these days? A few days ago, I saw...”

Yoo Jonghyuk’s expression because grim and the cowardly Lee Jihye shut her mouth. Jung Heewon tapped Lee Jihye on the shoulder.

“Stop teasing Jonghyuk-ssi.”

We never found out what she saw TT

I never had a child, but I knew how it felt like after meeting Shin Yoosung.

Awe, Papa Dokja 😭

By the time I moved, Yoo Jonghyuk had already received the jade. His expression something I had never seen before. Yoo Jonghyuk was looking at me with eyes that had never been present in Ways of Survival.

“Kim Dokja. He sure to keep your promise.

So...the expression was love? :)

-can you promise me not to give up on that goal? No matter what?

——Don’t tell me? No, it was impossible! I almost threw a fit as I screamed, “Yoo Jonghyuk, you son of a bitch!”

These aren’t really Dokhyuk moments yet...but awe

[If Kim Dokja becomes demon king, he will die here] —

[Thus, it will be me who will sacrifice himself]

I love self-sacrificing idiots.

The story of Kim Dokja and Yoo Jonghyuk -

This is Bihyung’s POV...I just find it cute that he calls it ‘the story of KDJ and YJH.’

Yoo Jonghyuk wiped his bloody lips and murmured, “It should’ve been me who died here.” ——

He didn’t say anyone but his despair was conceived every time his blade cut me.

This gives me nostalgic romance novel flashbacks. Back when I used to read lots of sappy straight novels.

I laughed as Yoo Jonghyuk’s sword oeuvres through my heart. —

My body sank down slowly and Yoo Jonghyuk held onto me. “Kim Dokja.” —

Yoo Jonghyuk stared down at me silently. I couldn’t find any words and just stared.

So you’re telling me- that Dokja died in Jonghyuk’s arms?!? This is literally the most used trope-

And they just say there, staring at eachother. What about the other people?

“Let’s meet again, Yoo Jonghyuk.”

*lets out traumatizing sobs*

in another life~

“Kim Dokja! No! Kim Dokja!”

At the last moment, he tightly held me by the neck.

His choking kink stays there no matter the circumstances.

And he waited till the last moment to say anything, as if he expected Dokja to revive.

And the fact that Yoo Jonghyuk, the protagonist that never wavered when his companions died (at least in front of anyone) just cried out like that for one person...*sighs*

Winter Whumperland Day 7: Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer (Self Sacrifice)

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Summary: During an akuma attack, Cat Noir decided he had to protect Ladybug. No matter what.

Part 2: soon. Part 3: soon

    Adrien was never good about self preservation. It only got worse when he became Cat Noir. It seemed that  sometimes the only way to win, was for him to take the fall, for him to die.

    Monarch was a terrible man. No matter how you looked at it, he was a horrible human being. All of his morals must have left his body as soon as he started to torment Paris. Maybe he never had any at all.

    It felt like a normal day. Then it wasn't. As Adrien walked out of the school building, the sky erupted with fireworks. He looked at the sky then looked around.

    Ducking into an alley, he put his bookbag in a safe spot and transformed. The Cat Noir was off.

    When he arrived, he saw Ladybug was already there. She looked at him and back to the villain. "We have quite the ordeal going on" she joked.

    "Don't they just have an explosive personality." Cat Noir laughed.

    Paris started to catch fire. The fireworks ashes cought on the dry leaves. That's when Ladybug and Cat Noir started to panic. They couldn't get the villain under control.

    Explosive started to grow more violent. He started to shoot the fireworks are bistanders. The heros did their best to keep them safe. Ladybug called her lucky charm and was given a fire extinguisher. She almost immediately knew what to do. Out out small fires as she fought.

    As the two tried to maintain some sort of damage control to protect the citizens, they soon lost the extinguisher. Explosive had taken it and thrown it into the water. Well they tried to find it couldn't.

    They stood on top of buildings trying to find a large parking lot or maybe a large skate park. The heroes tried to ignore the sirens and house alarms all caused by the fires.

    "Kitty" Ladybug had yelled, "there's a skate park over there! Maybe we can keep the fires down."

    "Good idea m'lady. Lets see if he'll just roll with it." Cat Noir answered, laughing at his own joke. Then they left for the park.

    When they arrived, the heros used the ramps to their advantage. They were able to use them to duck behind.

    But when Explosive came up behind Ladybug, Adrien's heart sank. He went to get her away from him but she had been thrown to the ground.

    As soon as he took his aim at her, Adrien expected his fate. He wasn't sure if his miraculous could protect him this time. He knew that her lucky care was gone so if he died, that was it. He jumped down to her, his back turned to the villain as he shot.

  Black cats are said to be bad luck. And maybe he was. Maybe this was it.

    But Adrien didn't care. She was his lady. He was her side kick, he protecter. He was meant for destruction, didn't it only make sense that he was destroyed?

    Even with the protective powers of the miraculous, fireworks could be a death sentence. But out of the two, Ladybug was more important. She could fix things. He just broke them.

    The pain was extreme. It was a smaller firework, one that would likely be allowed in most US states. It still burned. All Cat Noir heard was Ladybug calling for him. Her voice was shaky and she sounded so scared.

    It would all be worth it if she was okay. That's all he cares about. After all, why did Paris need Cat Noir when Ladybug didn't even need him sometimes. As he slipped unconscious he smiled. He had done what he was supposed to and nothing could change that. Ladybug would save Paris again. The sun would rise without him.

BTW, Robin should also be on this picture.

Everytime there’s an incident I think to myself “Luffy would not be happy about this”

Steve’s always been a trouble magnet. This just so happens to be one of he and Bucky’s pre-World War II adventures in dealing with his heroic side. 

Disclaimer: I do not own anything!

TW: Gun shot wound, gun, attempted murder

Day Two: Two Turtle Doves: Self Sacrifice | Human Shield | Reunion

Note: Based seven years before Bucky’s enlistment. (about mid 1930s) They’re both teenagers.

She and He

They think,

They’re so “alike”. 

If only they knew of,

His fathomed demons of the night. 

If only they knew,

Of the darkness she bled to fight. 

She and he,

Were silently screaming,

Lacking all sound.

Supposedly,

They are “alike”.

But never truly quite.

(d.n.k) 

A Little Self-Destructive

Emotions here,

Emotions there. 

This shit is freaking everywhere. 

Anger, 

Contentedness, 

Annoyance. 

Oh, 

And a little bit of despair. 

Sometimes I can’t feel, 

And sometimes I vividly do. 

Far too strongly,

It’s overpowering.  

Are you like me too? 

I don’t really know, 

What or how to think. 

About all this. 

My feelings, 

Lead to hurting others. 

So I’d prefer to not feel. 

The raging hatred, 

Void-like emptiness. 

That rapidly gains depth. 

Eating myself alive. 

I’ve lost control, 

Many times. 

But here’s where I draw the line. 

Self-destruction?

To me, 

That’s fine. 

Hurting others?

Well let’s say, 

I would rather die. 

- (d.n.k) 

🎀 Yours Truly 🎀

And all of the sudden I find my WILL back...

AI-Less Whumptober Day 6 - Self Sacrifice/“I’m The Only One Who Can Do This”

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Seobok

The Game: Towards Zero - Ep. 22 (On Viki) Ep. 11 (On KissAsian)

Bros Telepathic

Fantasy fiction featuring orphan-hero and chosen-one tropes (and this fic just so happens to have a teeny bit of inspiration from Harry Potter stuff, and maybe a bit of Lion Guard stuff, idk)

There was a boy who grew up in an orphanage for ten years, before getting adopted by his father's best friend.

The boy's uncle-figure had been looking for the boy ever since he heard that his best friend (the boy's father) and his wife (the boy's mother) died.

The boy's parents died separately, in two separate incidents. The boy's father (Aaron Edelhert) sacrificed himself to let his wife and baby son escape when there was a threat against their village. The mother took their baby boy to a different village to take refuge.

Unfortunately, when the boy was two to three years old, he was bitten by a dark snake, whose venom was lethally cursed. That snake also came from the same threat those two to three years ago, which the boy's father had partially succeeded to destroy before succumbing to his death. The mother acted quickly and extracted the curse, but at the cost of her own life. This left the boy with a scar over his eye, and his blood being laced with venom (without the curse). The venom gave him a certain immunity to some poisons, venoms and curses. It also prevented him from being recursed years later. The boy attributes this immunity to his mother's sacrifice rather than the venom itself.

POV

A tall, handsome young man stepped into the orphanage. He spoke politely to the orphanage staff, asking for a certain Augustus Jason Edelhert. They kindly obliged and gestured to the light-haired boy with a strange-looking blotch on his face.

The boy was sitting at a table with some friends, drawing pictures (really good pictures, the young man thought, he has his dad's talent).

The staff called the boy, and he walked up to them obediently, warily eyeing the man. The man stifled a gasp when he saw the blotch for what it was; a large, fat slash mark over the boy's left eye, from just above his eyebrow all the way to the bottom of his jaw. What have they done to you?

The man fought back his tears and smiled as welcomingly as he could at the little version of his brother. It stung him to know that he was a stranger in the boy's eyes (rather piercing eyes at that), but he would soon fix that.

"Augustus Jason Edelhert, this is your godfather, Cyrus Kane Waterbury. He will be looking after you in place of your parents."