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Relishing the burst of sunlight and blue skies after many dark days and rain at Olympic National Park in Washington. The sunshine is well worth the wait. 🌞😎 Winter brings unique beauty and challenge to Olympic’s mountain views, rugged coastline and majestic forest. It’s always a good idea to check the weather forecast and current road conditions before you head out, as conditions can change quickly at any time of year. Here’s hoping you catch a sunny day to break up any gray winter tones. Photo courtesy of Matt and Karen Smith.
So much world to see. So much code to write. ✈️🌎
Overlooking Macau
“He is a man of sense who does not grieve for what he has not, but rejoices in what he has.” - Epictetus, Fragments
Artwork Copyright © Tyler Spangler
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By Ciel Leon
AN: Okay, so this fic was inspired by several authors, namely @hraap, @araceil, @reighost, and @blackkatmagic who unknowingly dragged me into this fandom through their astounding fanfiction works for this fandom. Their writing is amazing and in the end, I couldn’t stop myself from writing this fic. Admittedly, I was eager to post this, so Im writing this AN a few days after I first posted it, but I was having trouble figuring out a good summary for it, which I now have. Anyways, hopefully people enjoy reading this, I’m working on typing up Part 2 so that might be posted soon and I may posted on AO3 as well.
Summary: The Hibari family isn’t human, they never have been and never will be- and while Kyouya hates humans with a passion, Sawada Tsunayoshi becomes an exception. That doesn’t mean that everything works out for the better though.
Chapter Warnings: Perpetually angry!Kyouya, Immortal!Kyouya, Supernatural.
Read it at AO3
Part 1
Despite what his parents think he doesn’t need to be reminded of what they are. He remembers what it was like before, knows what led his family to where they are now.
At times he believes his parents forgot, that despite his age at the time, he was still old enough to remember. He carries the knowledge like a weight in his chest and a fury in his veins. Cast out, banished, forced to be among humans who know nothing, and understand even less. Humans are weak, ignorant despite their arrogance. Meer animals that walk upright with opposable thumbs, stuck to the ground by gravity, fragile in form with the possibility of death following the instance of each inhale and exhale.
His parents frequently tell him ‘don’t forget…’. They whispered it to him when he was young, and even now, they speak the words to him with every farewell.
He has never forgotten and he will never forgive. His parents however, at times it seems like they have. For all their continuous reminders, they are the ones who adapt. They are not human, but his parents have come to display human tendencies and habits, and at times he is left feeling a resentment that holds deep despite his love for them.
It’s this behavior, in addition to his distaste for humans in general, that stirs his loathing for the human race.
Disorganized. Disloyal. Weak. Ignorant. Arrogant. Self-serving. Cruel. Dishonest.
The list of negative characteristics he notices in humans grows ever-longer as he ages, much like his loathing for the race.
What eventually occurs is inevitable.
He gets fed-up, and the moment he does, he is struck with a moment of clarity.
He cannot fix the human race. Doing so is an impossible feat to consider. But perhaps, just possibly, he might be able to change some. It would have to be a relatively small group, but maybe he could change some for the better. They won’t be perfect, humans are no longer meant to be, but improving some may impact the rest.
So he’ll start small, and if his true nature comes to the forefront…well, more incentive for the humans to get with the program.
Hibari Kyouya is a name that inspires fear all across the city of Namimori, and when it doesn’t do that, it sparks resentment and at times even respect.
No one was quite sure when the Habari family made Namimori their home, and it now seems like they were always present despite the fact that Hibari Kyouya’s parents are rarely seen within the city itself. Kyouya himself is already leaving his mark, almost vindictive in the whirlwind of violence that leaves rule breakers and criminals alike with a newfound fear of the youngest Hibari. The police have cracked down hard, rather than give up and let Kyouya and his committee handle the crime. Amongst the officers it has become some form of a one-sided competition, as the officers attempt to bring in more criminals than the Disciplinary Committee and Hibari himself. The buildings remain clear of graffiti, gangs have been painstakingly uprooted and completely removed (either by force or assimilation into the DC), the crime rate has fallen significantly, and any new instance of rule breaking is snuffed out with a vengeance.
It’s somewhat strange to Namimori civilians when they consider the youngest Hibari and compare him to his parents.
Hibari Sen is beautiful, despite almost being an older female version of her ferocious son, her long black hair always pulled up in elaborate up-do’s to go with the elegant dresses or kimonos she wears when she’s seen in public.
In contrast, Hibari Akihiko is a musculature brunette with dark brown eyes that almost look black. Short cropped hair that only contributes to his stern composure. Both parents of the Head of the Disciplinary Committee appear kind and professional in comparison to the wild aura that follows at Hibari Kyouya’s heels.
Those who know Kyouya are left exceedingly confused in regards to where his behavior came from. After all, neither his polite mother or stern father seem to be people that would tolerate that behavior, and yet, Hibari Kyouya never appears to change over the years- much in the same way that Tsunayoshi Sawada continues to appear to be a cute if useless child (in their eyes).
Where the adult citizens of Namimori see only a bloodthirsty brat and a child who can’t do anything right, the youngest Hibari sees the world in different eyes- see’s the world and the people in it as distasteful and Tsunayoshi as one more example of the sort of cruelty humans can inflict on one another.
Next Part
Malibu - California - USA (by Anna Jewels (@earthpeek))
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How’s this for a morning commute? Sunrise brings a wild flurry of activity to Bosque del Apache National Wildlife Refuge in New Mexico. In the winter, thousands of geese, cranes and ducks spend the night in the refuge’s waters to protect themselves from predators. Near dawn, they take off en masse in search of fields to feed in for the day. It’s a daily riot of wings and calls, movement and sound. But hopefully no fender-benders. Photo by Christal Steele (www.sharetheexperience.org).
“The strong took from the weak, only the weak believed otherwise.” - Philipp Meyer, The Son