#[ic;farrow]

[ruinlost]

[“today certainly has been eventful…?”]

#[ic;farrow] #[>so your telling me a robot fried this rice?;crack] #translation:I don’t understand whats going on fully but good luck childe BAVDVAV #[dash commentary]

[caniruineverything]

if there was a gender swapped version of if we were villains, Jenny would totally be oliver’s theme song.

sorry for the probably overdone take, but this book destroyed me, and i genuinely needed something for these two. one book is not enough!

#if we were villains #james farrow #oliver marks #james x oliver #probably ice cold take #but still something i thought of

[magicalwarriordiamondheart]

for liam, who do you enjoy the most out of the group, and who would you love to get closer to?

Alex is an important companion of mine. He's troublesome, but life certainly is more entertaining with him in it. Clover... She is annoying and I wouldn't exactly call a companion, but I don't hold any animosity toward her. And Valerie is nice.

I'd like to have more opportunities to socialize with Ethan, however. He's quite pleasant to spend time with.

#asks #Anonymous #ic asks #liam #liam farrow

[mmriesoftvat]

"we do not tell niwa what we did, gentlemen. or anyone else for that matter."

#( SELF | KAMINARI. ) #( IC. ) #erabundus #ruinlost #; farrow #( V. MODERN. ) #hide the masks in the trunk #hide the evidence

[cryoexorcist]

Farrow puts a single ice cube on their cheek

ice cube melts!

is that some twitching from chongyun though?

#answered asks #ruinlost #; farrow #ic. #; struck by lightning

[tokiiee]

their girlfriend gets injured — enhypen

enhypen’s reaction to their idol girlfriend getting injured : pairing ot7 x reader genre angst, comfort, reaction cw fem!idol!reader, lowercase on purpose, ( archive )

lee heeseung ( 이희승 )

he’s extremely worried about you, looking around the stage to make sure you’re okay. after making sure you’re okay backstage, he’d make sure you didn’t feel embarrassed. he’d praise you for your performance despite the accident, telling you how amazing you sounded and looked. ( he’d baby you, reminding you to ice your ankle every second of the day )

park jongseong ( 박종성 )

jay is already standing up, making his way backstage to meet you. he’d be right by your side the whole time, making the experience less painful. jay wouldn’t leave your side once. he’d hold your hand, brushing your hair back for you and making sure your pain was the last thing on your mind.

sim jaeyun ( 심재윤 )

he’d find his way onstage immediately, helping you and seeing how bad the pain is before the paramedics got there. jake would brush your hair out of your face, smiling and kissing your forehead while praising you for how beautiful you look. he asks things like “does it hurt when I do this?” and “how bad does it hurt?” nobody matters, but you in that moment.

park sunghoon ( 박성훈 )

hoon would try to act like he’s fine and not worried at all, but he’s so worried. he is frustrated, worried, upset, and.. worried. he’d get frustrated by how slow everyone is working and he just wants you to not be in pain as soon as possible. aside from his worries, he admires you for being as tough as you are.

kim seonwoo ( 김선우 )

sunoo is immediately in shock when he sees you stumble off stage. you were doing so well.. he doesn’t understand what happened. his leg is shaking as he’s sitting in his seat, waiting to hear news about you. when he visits you to see a boot on your foot he’d ask to hear everything that happened. he’d talk to you about it and make sure to take care of you, reminding you to take it easy when it comes to more difficult choreography in the future.

yang jungwon ( 양정원 )

his brows are farrowed as he stands up, rushing onto stage to help you up and tend to your needs. he’d hyper focus on your expression to see if you’re in pain as he elevates your leg on his knee. jungwon is so soft and gentle with you, not wanting it to hurt worse. he’d prefer if no one touches you except him until the paramedics got there.

nishimura riki ( 西村 力 )

he’d sit in his seat and worry until he knows you’re okay. it takes all of his members to console him. niki can’t calm himself while thinking about how hard you fell and how much pain it seemed like you were in. when you’re healing and your arm is secured in a splint, he’d tease you for how clumsy you were.

#୨ৎ. 엔하이픈 ! #enhypen #enha #enhypen fluff #enha fluff #enhypen x reader #enha x reader #enhypen heeseung #enhypen jay #enhypen jake #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen sunoo #enhypen jungwon #enhypen niki #enhypen riki #heeseung x reader #jay x reader #jake x reader #sunghoon x reader #sunoo x reader #jungwon x reader #niki x reader #riki x reader #heeseung fluff #jay fluff #jake fluff #sunghoon fluff #sunoo fluff #jungwon fluff #niki fluff

[trashogram]

The next chapter for He Chose You is coming along, definitely longer than the last. Here’s another tiny preview:

“Please make yourself comfortable, my dear.” When he gestured to the couch, you awkwardly shuffled to sit down. Lou was right on your heels, loathe to spend even a second without your warmth. 

The duck ended up snuggled on your lap after begging to be lifted as you sank into the plush sofa. And you were grateful, hugging Lou to you gently as if he were a plush toy. 

It helped take your mind away from that spine-tingling feeling when it made a comeback — the way Mr. Farrow’s eyes glittered when he looked at you and his duck. 

‘Oh god, they probably are swingers. And they lure in their targets with this crazy well-trained duck.’ You thought, punching yourself in the face mentally. ‘And you fell for it. Walked right into their den of debauchery. You stupid bitch.’ 

“Here’s some water, honey. We’ll save the stronger stuff for dinner.” You jumped in your seat when Mrs. Farrow appeared at your side, setting a glass of ice water down on the end table beside you.

#hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer x reader

[tanjirou-no-au]

Kamabokos as Lower Moons

Kanao

Douma’s personal project, and to an extant kindred spirit, rescued from slavery and ascended to Demonhood on a lark.

Pale and humanlike, the only indications of her true nature being the kanji scrawled across her fractal petaled eyes and the glint of fangs as she begins feeding.

A glutton not just for flesh, but of emotions, assisted by her Blood Art, an imitation of Douma’s, with which she generates and controls a flexible, crystalline substance similar to ice.

Aside from weapons, these crystals can solidify any blood they come into contact with, and instill a sense of apathy in the victim as Kanao begins to feel what they do.

This culminates in her ultimate technique, Blooming Wisteria Forest, creating a grove of crystalline trees that shred her opponents to ribbons as they stand there, uncaring of their fates.

Among the Lower Six, she would reach their apex, first in line to assume Waxing title should one of her superiors fall. Among the Upper Six, she would instead bear the title of Two.

Tanjirou & Nezuko

Where one of these siblings goes, the other follows, even into Demonhood.

Tanjiro is the demonic to the Yoriichi Zero Type, a porcelain doll with six arms, each pair wielding a seven branched sword.

It is with these swords that he produces his Blood Art, superheated ash meant to choke his enemies and burn them inside & out.

His Ultimate Technique, Burning Dragon, ignites the ash into a flaming construct which he controls using his families’ ancestral dance.

Nezuko by contrast fights with fist, foot, and the vine like protrusions that sprout from her back and thighs like whips, igniting them at her leisure into a scorching magenta flame.

These vines true purpose are showcased by her Ultimate Technique, Infernal Garden, where she encases her victims in flaming bulbs, burning away their flesh to preserve their skeletons, which she can later release as soldiers.

Amongst the Lower Kizuki, these two children of flame occupy the Second and Third positions. And while Nezuko mirrors this placement amongst the Upper Ranks as Waxing Three, Tanjirou, with his command of the original Breathing Style, is granted the illustrious title of Waxing One...

Genya

A tragedy of misunderstanding and impulsiveness drove Genya into Muzan’s grasp, who twisted him into a towering juggernaut, scars turned to terrible maws and blood boiling with hatred.

Genya possesses a burning hatred of slayers that mirrors his brother’s enmity of demons, and he has made a habit of taking fallen Slayer’s swords, melting them down with his flaming blood and remaking them into his own demonic arsenal.

His Ultimate Technique, Breathless, is even more terrifying, as his maws open as one to literally steal the breath from his opponents lungs, leaving Slayers deprived of their primary weapon.

A younger Demon, amongst both the Waning and Waxing Moons he retains the rank of Four, though his sheer hatred and potential for growth leaves him as one of Muzan’s favourites...

Inosuke

Another experiment of Douma’s, Inosuke was changed as an infant to see how Demoic might interfere with natural growth.

What resulted was a creature more beast than man, a pretty face dangling like an anglerfish’s lure in front of a massive mountain of flesh and bone twisted into the shape of a monstrous, spine covered humanoid boar.

His form is constantly mutating to take on the features of wildlife, from bladed wings more fit for evisceration than flight, to shedding hairs to irritate lungs and eyes in the vein of a spider, to venom and poison from half a dozen beasts concentrated into a potent cocktail.

His Ultimate, Mountain King, turns him into Gaia’s wrath incarnate, his flesh spawning hordes of twisted creature to overwhelm his opponents, with an entire farrow of demonic boars leading the charge.

His mountainous strength but lack of wit and unwillingness to traverse beyond his mountains earns him a lower position amongst the Kizuki, either as Waning Five or Waxing Six.

Zenitsu

A coward and a pervert, demonic Zenitsu possesses noe of the redeeming determination to better himself his human counterpart ultmately possesses, turning the boy’s surprising tenacity towards much darker goals...

A skittering thing, with too long limbs capable of startling speed and six ears constant searching for trouble, always fearing confrontation.

But when forced into a fight, He can unleash panicked screams capable of bursting eardrums and electroconductive skin and blood comparable in strength to lightning bolts before shooting off in a flash off light and sound.

His Ultimate, Yakusanoikazuchi, turns his flesh into spears that travel at the speed of sound and summon lightning when they hit. This electricity lingers, turning the battlefield itself into a shocking hazard that herds his enemies in.

Among the Waning Moons he clings to their bottom rank, but a promotion to the Waxing ranks has given him the confidence to seize the position of Waxing Five from Inosuke...

To clarify rankings:

Upper Moons (1->6). Tanjirou, Kanao, Nezuko, Genya, Zenitsu, Inosuke.

Lower Moons (1->6). Kanao, Tanjirou, Nezuko, Genya, Inosuke, Zenitsu.

#KNY #KNY AU #KNY Roleswap AU #Kamaboko Squad #Tsuyuri Kanao #Kamado Tanjiro #Kamado Nezuko #Shinazugawa Genya #Hashibira Inosuke #Agatsuma Zenitsu

[natarsenic]

tag 9 people you want to get to know better

last song: meat & greet by ice nine kills. currently watching: nothing. three ships: carol/therese, shin/sabine, james/regulus. favorite color: red. currently consuming: nothing. first ship: sasuke/sakura from naruto lmao relationship status: i have a boyfriend. last movie: bottoms. currently working on: some fanfics.

tagging: @dlndjarin @maddenedbythesstars @livelocks @daughter-rhaenyra @farrowes @buckky @bruceewayne @laurennbacall @kizzyedgelll @nynazenik @leviiackrman @holochromatic @ohwarnette @ronandreams

[costons]

Chapter 3 above ^^^^^^

Egghead - The island of the Future. | Monkey D. Luffy x Reader.

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Chapter 4

~ Egghead - The Land of Science. ~

A few days later in the thousand sunny:

The Crew seemed to have awakened from their winter slumber. The winter falls has sprung into deep action. After so long, when I looked up at the skies it seemed as if they were breaking free and opening for an unknown world, the waves thrashing, the thousand sunny quaking over the ocean sea.

The sun shines down on me and gives me light but there is nothing that fills my soul with joy. The wind flaps my coat like some form of rejection, ruffling the material, scratching the skin underneath before changing thoughts to the potential iceberg issues up ahead.

The iceberg that sunk the mighty ship and killed all aboard with such fright. With a shudder I am reminded that in just a matter of hours I will be going out on this same water filled vessel. In another matter of hours the boat will recreate the scene from a popular history book I had been lended from my childhood years.

The very scenario that caused many sailors to kill themselves rather than endure what came next. But how can one forget the sound of an iceberg snapping a ship apart? This very day I will find myself sailing past the massive snow-white giants with its menacing cold dark ocean floor looking for land.

For miles upon miles upon miles the ice builds to perfection and then shattering when you get too close to the surface. My journey will not be an easy voyage either, it will require skill and strength that only certain people are qualified for. The next island, it shall be a challenge we all must face even if it spits the reckoning death on ourself.

It is a trek of endurance that one must always learn, not an overnight ride that seems simple enough. But is does take time, time is something no one has much of anymore. Not those who dwell on the island and still hunt down whatever they can find, remembering what fellow folks had said back in Wano. Thinking back at the major flame incident, I lift up my coat slightly to reveal a rational burn mark that's been carefully examined and treated for.

People forget things once they leave it behind.

Perhaps we should learn from that. I never knew such rules existed in the beginning of my life. Never heard such words spoken, nor seen any for myself.

Though,  One could always think for themselves and do things however they wished. People would say different things but then again you did what you thought was right, being you.

Looking out at the horizon I am able to look far away beyond my sight but upon noticing an island, turning back to the fellow members, noticing them shouting commands at one at each other as I stood gripping the rails. Our progress shall become slower than what they were hoping for but nonetheless, We Are headed towards a new beginning...The beginning of another adventure...I guess...for us all.

"Furl the Sails! The wind is too strong!" Jinbe demands, looking off at the navigator whom seems to be complaining. "Are we close to making land, Nami?"

"Brr! It feels like we've entered an Islands Climate zone!...I guess the next island is a winter Island!" Nami shouts, shivering away from the cold, replying to the Fishman.

But her voice was almost unheard, yet again we failed to reach the next destination as soon as planned. Was it a fate of man made or naturally formed? Why do we lose so often on our journeys through life.

The waves crash on, farrowing faster then before.

It seems as though it will rip off anything that isn't fastened or tied down.

We're tired, drained and cold. As the sun has risen ever higher it takes more work to maintain a balance.

Tiredness overtakes us all and makes us lazier than ever, huddling together to keep warm. We hold on tightly while resting within our dreams. The thought of our purpose fades.

What exactly are we doing here? The moments before our captain shouts,

"Hey Nami! What in the world is that?!" His voice piercing the sky, pointing out to the strange enormous ball forming in the sky ahead.

peering over the edge with a gasp.

Standing up in front of me stands an imposing enormous ball form.

It was frighteningly big, looming larger than the buildings I had known back home. It would look like an ancient artifact compared to what we've known since. As I take a closer look, I notice that the surface of the ball is covered in intricate patterns and designs, almost like a map of some kind. I can't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder as I gaze upon this mysterious object.

Without warning, the ball begins to glow with a bright, pulsating light, causing me to shield my eyes.

"What are you... HUH?! AN EDDY CURRENT?!..BUT ITS GOING UPWARDS?"

"Yohoho! It looks like an Afro!" Brook exclaims, staring at the huge rounded ball, pointing to the current and then towards his hair.

"A rapid temperature change is dangerous! We got to run, Jinbe! We'll be swallowed up!" Nami shouts loudly, gaining the attention of everyone.

"Leave it to me!" Jinbe clamou knows they has a long way to go, they cannot afford any delays as there might not be time to make it back.

But while some leave quickly, others linger. A little ways away from them, some watching in despair, longing for their friends but knowing they can't do nothing.

"Wait! Someone's in the water!" The captain, who are leaving notices, pointing at the sea which is churning violently due to strong winds and currents.

A distant call echoes across the waves, a lady shouting for help.

"No..he's right! I can hear a lady in distress!" Sanji shouts, looking at the navigator, practically begging to turn the ship around.

"I'll cut it." Zoro blankly says, gripping onto one of his katanas, glaring at the current ahead.

He nods once, holding out the katana, its sharp blade gleaming in the light.

Sanji eyes him nervously, sensing that something's wrong but he had no idea what. Shouting, "You'd better not leave a scratch on the lady!"

Zoro glares at the Love Cook, "Do you trust me?" flashing a devilish grin, before he runs towards the current.

"Bird Dance!" Zoro yells out, cutting the current in halves, grabbing the lady.

However, before he could throw her onto the deck, she clung to the opposite edge, and was pulling herself back into the sea, clearly determined to keep her distance from Zoro due to the forceful grabbing.

Zoro yelps, anger bursting inside of him, glaring at the woman.

She continues pulling herself back, but with only five meters separating them now. It's close, so very close! So very dangerous! But...but, it could also end well. With a hard pull, Zoro managed to grab her shoulder, pulling her onto the ship.

With Sanji rushing forward, Zoro grabbed hold of her other arm, pushing her towards the cook. In disbelief Sanji shouts, "What the hell is going on?! Glaring at the Swordsman, noticing how he shoved the lady right before his eyes.

Whistling over, gaining their attention. I shout, "It's not the time for fighting you know?! I mean..Luffy and Chopper were just flown away!" Frustratingly pointing to the two in the air, wailing.

#one piece #egghead #luffy x reader #luffy x you #luffydmonkey #straw hat luffy #monkey d. luffy #luffy #luffy x y/n #mugiwara no luffy #one piece luffy #luffy fluff #monkey d luffy #y/n #egghead island #op egghead #egghead island spoilers #op egghead island #one piece fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #fluff #chapter 4

[ruinlost]

@erabundus said:"i expect by this time next week, we'll find them eating spoonfuls of dry cinnamon..."

[“that would not surprise me-though if you ask me I feel like id almost be curious to try that one”]

#[ic;farrow] #erabundus #[>so your telling me a robot fried this rice?;crack] #HWBRGA time to introduce the cinnamon challenge-

[geneajournals]

Amos Fuller - Earning a Living

Amos Fuller is my 2nd great-grandfather (Ahnentafel #26).  He  was born in Alabama between 1847 and 1850 of Alabama parentage.

The earliest record found for Amos Fuller is the 1870 U. S. Census. He is listed as “Ames” Fuller, a twenty-three year old black male, born in Alabama. His occupation is given as “St.Bt.L???.[1] This abbreviation at first glance is rather cryptic. Ancestry transcribed the occupation as “St Bt Land”. Additional research on Amos’ occupations suggest that “St. Bt.” stands for steam boat.

I was able to trace Amos consistently through the Mobile City directories.  He first appears in the directory in 1877 with the occupation of “laborer”.  Amos is also classified as a laborer in the 1879 and 1880 directories. [2] The 1880 U. S. Census gives Amos Fuller’s occupation as stevedore. This is a dock worker who loads and unloads ships in port.[3]

In the 1884 Mobile City directory, Amos Fuller is listed as a steamboat hand.[4] This means that he was employed by a steamboat as part of the crew. Deckhands made up the bulk of the crew. Most of the deckhands were immigrants and freedmen. Their job was to load and unload cargo transported on the steamboat. Deckhands worked almost 24/7, bunked with the cargo and were paid low wages.[5]

Amos Fuller had a change of occupation as noted in the 1885-1886 and 1887 Mobile City directories. He is listed as “fireman Mobile ice Factory.”[6] Contrary to our popular image of a fireman, Amos was not putting out fires, he was stoking up fires. A fireman’s job was to shovel coal or wood into a boiler to keep it running.[7] Ice factories of the late 1880s used steam engine powered pumps which were integral in the process of making ice.[8]

For the next several years, Amos Fuller was listed in the Mobile City directories as a laborer.

In the 1894 Mobile City directory Amos was listed with the occupation of “fireman stbt D. L. Tally.”[9]   Steamboat firemen reported to the engineer.  The fireman’s job was to stoke the boiler to keep the steam engine running. They shoveled coal all day, hour after hour.  Not only was this a strenuous job, it was also dangerous. If a boiler exploded the fireman would be the first to die. [10] 

The steamer D. L. Tally was a packet boat based in Mobile, Alabama. It traveled the Alabama River carrying freight, mail and passengers.

“The Steamer D. L. Tally,” The Monroe Journal (Claiborne, Alabama), 18 October 1894, p. 2, col. 4, Newspapers.com (https://www.newspapers.com/image/244603449 : accessed 7 February 2024).

Image: Left to Right: D. L. Tally; sternwheel C. W. Anderson, n.d., black and white photographic print. From the Collection, UW-La Crosse Historic Steamboat Photographs. Used with written permission of Murphy Library Special Collections / ARC, University of Wisconsin-La Crosse.

Image: D. L. Tally (Packet, 1870-1895), n.d., black and white photographic print. From the Collection, UW-La Crosse Historic Steamboat Photographs. Used with written permission of Murphy Library Special Collections / ARC, University of Wisconsin-La Crosse.

In the 1900 Mobile City Directory, Amos had the following listing: “Fuller Amos, c, stbtmn, res 252 Lipscomb.”[11] This was the last time his occupation was specified as a steamboat man.

Amos Fuller died on 4 September 1909 of pulmonary tuberculosis.[12] One wonders if his exposure to coal dust had any relationship to the tuberculosis.

Sources

1870 U.S. census, Mobile County, Alabama, population schedule, Mobile Ward 8, p. 36, dwelling 257, family 257, Ames Fuller; digital images, FamilySearch (https://www.familysearch.org/ark:/61903/3:1:S3HT-6FZ9-M5B : accessed 17 April 2021); microfilm 545530/digital 4257608 > image 673 of 818; citing National Archives and Records Administration microfilm M593, roll 31.

Henry Farrow & Co's Mobile City Directory For the Year 1877, (Mobile: Henry Farrow & Co., 1876), 76, entry for "Fuller Amos"; also subsequent years with varying titles, specifically (1878) 68 and (1880) 69; imaged in “U.S., City Directories,” Ancestry (https://www.ancestry.com : accessed 15 September 2017).

 1880 U.S. census, Mobile County, Alabama, population schedule, Mobile, enumeration district (ED) 140, p. 21 (written), 367A (stamped), dwelling 189, family 190, Amos Fuller household; digital images, FamilySearch (https://www.familysearch.org/ark:/61903/3:1:33SQ-GYYL-HRT : accessed 13 September 2017) microfilm 1254025 / digital 5157243 > image 459 of 791; citing National Archives and Records Administration microfilm T9, roll 25.  

George Matzenger’s Mobile Directory For The Year 1884, Volume XX (Mobile: George Matzenger, 1884), 104, entry for ”Fuller Amos”; imaged in “U.S., City Directories, 1822-1995,” Ancestry (https://www.ancestry.com : accessed 6 February 2024) > Alabama > Mobile > 1884 > Mobile, Alabama, City Directory, 1884 > image 55 of 215.

“Steamboat Heroine: The Crew of a Western Steamboat,” Oklahoma Historical Society (https://www.okhistory.org/learn/steamboat4 : accessed 7 February 2024).

George Matzenger’s Mobile Directory For 1885-6 (Mobile: George Matzenger, 1885), 100, entry for “Fuller Amos”; also the subsequent year (1887) 113; imaged in “U.S., City Directories,” Ancestry (https://www.ancestry.com : accessed 15 September 2017).

Wikipedia contributors, "Fireman (steam engine)," Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia (https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Fireman_(steam_engine)&oldid=1187171257 : accessed February 4, 2024).

"When Steam Brought Cold, and Fire Made Ice," blog post, Hometown by Handlebar, posted 14 July 2022 (https://hometownbyhandlebar.com : accessed 4 February 2024).

George Matzenger’s Mobile Directory For 1894, Volume XXIX (Mobile: George Matzenger, 1894), 122, entry for “Fuller Amos”; imaged in "U.S., City Directories, 1822-1995," Ancestry (https://www.ancestry.com : accessed 6 February 2024) > Alabama > Mobile > 1894 > Mobile, Alabama, City Directory, 1894 > image 72 of 273.

 “Steamboat Heroine: The Crew of a Western Steamboat.”

George Matzenger’s Mobile Directory For 1900, Volume XXXV (Mobile: George Matzenger, 1900), 149, entry for “Fuller Amos”; imaged in "U.S., City Directories, 1822-1995," Ancestry (https://www.ancestry.com : accessed 6 February 2024) > Alabama > Mobile > 1900 >Mobile, Alabama, City Directory, 1900 > image 80 of 322.

Alabama Department of Health, death certificate no. 147 (1909), Amos Fuller, d. 4 September 1909, Mobile; digital image,  "Alabama Deaths, 1908-1974," FamilySearch (https://www.familysearch.org : accessed 16 August 2022). This image is only viewable at a family history center or affiliate library.

#52 ancestors #family history

[magicalwarriordiamondheart]

♡ uhm uhm !! to amber !!

thoughts on liams grandpa sweaters ??

"WAHAHA! Grampa sweaters!? Yer right he does kinda look like a gramps, ya know!! Maybe I should start callin' 'im that! HA! Whaddya think, lil' bro?!"

"Stop talking to me."

#asks #Anonymous #ic asks #amber #liam #liam farrow

[liam-and-co-ideas-universe]

Radena's Supervillains

Name: Queen Zephyr

Real Identity: Chloe Zephyr

Powers: Technopathy

Weakness: When devices aren't working or when devices are controlled by a stronger force.

Queen Zephyr is out of the most feared out of everyone else, she is known to the public no matter what and. She owns a blimp that the envelope is brown with a bright red Z to indicate who she is. She loves to capture important people for ransom. She can manipulate the engines of the blimp to make it go at very fast speeds. Her henchmen the Zephyr Zealots are workers for her company but are really brainwashed servants of a cult that they formed which she is aware of and decided to take advantage of the cult to make them do her bidding. She provides the funding for the rest of the supervillains for their schemes.

Name: Lady Luck

Real Identity: Felicia Farrow

Powers: Luck absorption, Luck manipulation

Weakness: relying on getting lucky/unlucky things

Lady luck relies on the lucky things that she accumulates and unlucky things that people get into misfortune and absorbs the lucks that she obtains and accumulates and uses it for different purposes. She owns a blimp that is a casino and the machines and stands are rigged with the bad luck that she accumulates. Her henchmen The Lucky Charms are wearing outfits that the casino dealers have and are infused with her good luck that she accumulates as well with objects that they carry. Her blimp is green with the four symbols of the four suits of cards on the sides and it is filled with various casino games. She can't infuse luck to anyone directly which is a setback to her. Lady Zephyr's Right-hand woman.

Name: Dr. Stormbringer

Real Identity: Jake Henderson

Powers: Thunderstorm making of any kind

Weakness: Weaker weather effect at lower altitudes.

Dr. Strombringer or Dr Storm for short loves to create chaos with his storm powers. He also has a machine to also enhances his powers on his blimp. his blimp has a grey envelope with a yellow lightning symbol. However, his powers are more effective at higher altitudes then when he uses them on the ground. He isn't alone with his henchmen are called The Storm Rods which they take crazy risks for him which he encourages them to do.

Name: Gravitar

Real Identity: Daniel Nicholson

Powers: Gravity manipulation

Weakness: Limited range and can fire back at themselves

Gravitar defies the laws of gravity which he thinks it should be a step up in his life for his own self-interest rather than others that he doesn't care about in the first place. He can use his powers to throw projectiles and can manipulate around him and can defy gravity himself as well. He can't pick anything up that is far away from him and has a chance that the stuff that he can carry with his powers can accidently hurt himself if he isn't careful. His blimp has a dark purple envelope with reddish planet symbols on it but he doesn't use it as much except for traveling to other area to use his powers instead. He also doesn't have henchmen out of everyone else.

Name: Cryo

Real Identity: David Henderson

Powers: Ice powers

Weakness: Relies on a machine to freeze people and also to cause snowstorms as well, fire powers,

Cyro is a cold-hearted being, literally. He ignores the value of human life without second thought. Out of all the supervillains that are there, he is the cruelest to his henchmen called The Arctic Squad which he lashes out his anger when they inconvenience him. His machine that makes blizzards can be effect at high altitudes with his blimp. His blimp is a light-blue envelope with a white snowflake on both sides. He also has a portable freezing machine for when he is not on his blimp.

[cryoexorcist]

Farrow hands his over—he got 1 bingo cryo solidarity..

NO LONGER ACCEPTING

nothing else matters but the cryo solidarity!! chongyun will happily accept farrow into his life so they can become good friends and bond over their love for the weirdo that is ren.

#answered asks #; meme response #ruinlost #; farrow #ic. #; bingo card

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Peyton Place: The Novel That Shocked America

First appearing in 1956, Grace Metalious' Peyton Place blew the lid off the hypocritical conformity of small-town, postwar America. Considered the nation’s first “blockbuster” book, the novel both shocked and secretly delighted readers with its portrayal of sex, secrets, scandal, and even adultery, incest, and abortion. Selling 100,000 copies in its first month and at least 12 million more later, the book was so popular that it entered The New York Times Best Seller list a week before it was published. It inspired a film adaptation nominated for nine Oscars and network television’s first primetime soap, which once drew 60 million viewers three nights a week and helped launch the careers of Mia Farrow and Ryan O’Neal. (x)

Peyton Place was oddly familiar and yet jarringly strange not only because the novel shocked but also because in the minds of many readers the distinction between the imaginary realm of fiction and the reality of their lives was surprisingly effaced—a reality at best vaguely articulated and at times described as quite “unreal,” there being no words to express certain experiences, and thus no way to mark them off as such. Reading Peyton Place provoked an uncanny recognition, a glimpse into a somewhat frightening realm readers knew existed but could express in only a vague, inarticulate way, a taboo landscape, out of the public eye, that spoke to the silent fears and ambiguous emotions fans struggled to describe. Almost always, their stories begin with subterfuge:

“It was the kind of book mothers would hide under the bed,” a professor of English recalled.

“It was the first time I remember hiding anything from my husband. I kept it in the ice box, behind his beer.”

“I kept it hidden in the basement and used to sneak down there to read it.”

“I always carried it inside a brown paper wrapper. But that became pretty obvious, so my girlfriend and I slipped the dust jacket of Gone With the Wind—they were about the same size—over Peyton Place. But we still got yelled at—my teacher hated Gone With the Wind.”

“I kept it under the mattress. It was the only place close to me at night.”

“Oh, I had this big sock I’d use at Christmas. I’d shove Peyton Place down its long leg when my mother came in to say good night. It looked like a snake had eaten it.”

“In the toilet tank. We had one of those old-fashioned water closets, you know. The top had a little shelf where I hid stuff. Peyton Place sat there next to my Playboy magazines.”

“Under my pillow.”

“In a bag. A very deep bag.”

“Way up on the top shelf. My husband was short so he never much looked up there.”

“Under the lower bunk beds in the dorm. The nuns found it anyway and gave us hell. Then they took it back to the convent. We know they read it ’cause the sister who did the cleaning told us she had found it open on a table and what a disgrace it was to see it there. And I think they knew that we knew ’cause nothing was ever said about it and my folks were never notified, which was totally surprising!”

Metalious’s biographer Emily Toth tells the story of Michael True who while stationed at Fort Chaffee, Arkansas, in the late 1950s, “could walk down the center aisle of any barracks and see forty men lying on their bunks, all still in army boots, reading the paperback version of Peyton Place.” (x)

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