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allthingsfook · 11 months

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u are so lovely for doing ships and if you’re still doing them i would love one!

im about 5’10” and of pretty average/lanky build! i have brown eyes and looong light brown hair (it’s my pride and joy)! not sure if this helps but i’m a scorpio sun aries moon aquarius rising! i am definitely outgoing and love to make people laugh and just be in groups! i am a pretty creative gal, i love to draw, paint, etc and it’s been an outlet for me for as long as i can remember. i am a big outdoors girl as well (mountains over beach sorry) and i love to spend time outside whether it’s hiking or swimming or just lounging in the sun like a lizard lol. i’m currently very focused on my academics but when i have time i love to read and i’m sad i don’t get to as much anymore. i’m kind of a nervous person and definitely more of a rule follower but i wish i was more spontaneous. my friends are extremely important to me and i put a lot into the relationships i have with others. my love languages are acts of service (giving) and quality time/words of affirmation (receiving)! i also love little brain games and stuff like crosswords, sudoku, etc!!

Good morning sweet Anon!!!!

I ship you with….

Josh 🏔️🐻🍁 (specifically outdoorsy Josh)

I think Josh would be obsessed with your hair just as much as you are; always playing with it and combing his fingers through it. Imagine the way he’d gawk at you when you take your hair out of a bun or poneytail….it flouncing and blowing in the breeze. Oh he’d melt over you!

Scorpio ♏️ and Taurus ♉️ :

83% love compatibility

84% sexual compatibility

85% friendship compatibility

77% communication compatibility

Look at those high scores!!!! 👀👀 You both are good listeners. You both value spending quality time together, whether it’s talking about philosophy or entertainment, discussing your favorite novels, or delving into each others inner struggles.

Sounds like you and Josh are quite similar in how you interact. When you are with a trusted group of friends, especially as close as Josh and the boys are, you are outgoing, humorous, and care free. When it comes to mingling with strangers or being in situations outside of your comfort zone, you both tend to be more reserved and level-headed.

As Josh recently mentioned, he hardly spends time in his home, but maybe you could be the reason he works so much harder to make it a priority. Because of his high energy personality, doing arts/crafts at home would be so fitting for the both of you. I can see the both of you taking turns painting portraits of each other. Josh taking an avant garde approach, and you pretending to be offended.

Now… outdoorsy Josh! Nature is where he is most authentically himself and when you get to share that time with him, you remember why you love him with all your being. He is so beautiful when he speaks about the world and the passion he has for preserving it. Going on a hike, he’s wonderstruck by the incredible views and scampering wildlife. He is so innocent and calm when he’s enjoying the outdoors. 🌲🦔⛺️

If one person could help you become more spontaneous, that’s Josh! I can imagine him softly waking you up on a weekend. His hair frizzy and eyes still groggy. He’d propose that you take a day trip somewhere, and when you ask him where, he has no idea! He then would go onto ramble about how it doesn’t matter if you don’t have a destination, it’s all about the trip there. His words are so inspiring that you agree! You dress and pack for the day, hop in his Jeep, and you are on your way!!!

Acts of service is extremely in line with Josh. The way his vocal coach wrote about his experience on Josh’s birthday was a great example. Although, it was Josh’s birthday and he should be the one receiving all the gifts, he was so attentive toward his guests. He had curated a whole day to make everyone feel special and have a good time. Aside from material things, all the boys have been extremely passionate about raising money and giving to charities. So much so that their fan base has taken it upon themselves to fundraise and donate to those causes without prompting from the boys. Josh took such care dedicating performances and songs to a fan with cancer. He has the biggest heart and it shines through in everything. I think the both of you could bond tremendously over that. As much as Josh would remind you that YOU have the biggest heart, you’d be so quick to remind him how amazing he is!

I hope you enjoyed your ship!!!! Pls let me know what you think 💚💚

#greta van fleet #gvf #peaceful army #gvf ships #gvf imagine #greta van fluff #josh gvf #josh kiszka #joshua michael kiszka

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hugsqueeze · 2 years

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IM JUST SEEING THAT ASK GAME NOW???? GHAVBHBHS AAA COULD I GET💥,👁️,💐,🎂 and 🌌 for Baptist Please!!!! :D !! If your still taking these!!! <3 !!! Thank you sm!!! His design is seriously one of the best I have seen in all of my days on this EARTH.. I love him to DEATH....

OH EM GEEE GIRTHWORM.M!!?!?’ccbn HIIII OMG T_T <??!~!~’83)(&(‘…FHDJFJ… IM SO SO HAPPY THAT U LIKE HIM AND HIS DESIGN WAHH That really really means so SO much to me to HEAR THAT U LIKE HIS DESIGN THAT MUCH ??? <333333?!!!. IM EXPLODING INTO CONFETTI AND FLUTTERING TO THE GROUND. And I’m happy that so many ppl are curious about him !!!! <:]]]] HE DESERVES IT!!!!! IMFJDKDD Here’s a little Baptist for everyone since he seems to be several ppls favorite (he’s also one of my favorites but don’t tell the others LOL). THANK YOU SO SO MUCH GIRTHWORM FOR THIS ASK!!!!!! AND THESE AWESOME QUESTIONS!!!!!! <3333 LOVE FOREVER!

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

He struggles massively with dread and loneliness… Or maybe helplessness, primarily! His situation has left him feeling powerless every single day. He can’t cope with it very well and it routinely makes him upset to think about for too long. He hates that he feels like he has no control, but at the same time, he doesn’t really know what to do about it! :(

👁️ EYE - what colour are their eyes? do people notice their eyes? is there anything special about them (shows emotion easily, literally magical...)?

AH THIS IS A GOOD QUESTION! Since they’re not usually visible in his design hehe His eyes are normally dark brown, almost black!!! But when he’s feeling really really intense emotions, they get completely white. Sometimes they glow a little! That’s only partially why he wears the glasses. To hide his eyes if they start glowing like that LOL But mostly, he just thinks they look cool LMAOO.

💐 BOUQUET - create a bouqet for them! what do those flowers mean? are any of the flowers their particular favourite?

I DONT KNOW MUCH ABOUT FLOWER MEANINGS SO I had to look some of these up!! In order: Red columbine can be used to symbolize passion and energy but also anxieties or the quality of trembling with anxiety. Heliotropes symbolize eternal love and devotion (in his case, LITERALLY eternal LOL). Red chrysanthemum is usually just simply a symbol of love. Begonias symbolize caution or a need for caution. Can also mean uniqueness or gratitude. Pink carnations symbolize gratitude and never forgetting someone. Red carnations convey aching in longing, pain from yearning so much (“my heart aches for you”). Baptist isn’t a huge flower guy, he doesn’t know much about them, but his favorite flower probably isn’t any of the ones listed here. He likes belladonna a lot!

🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE - when is their birthday? do they like celebrating it?

October 10th! He does like to get together with friends to celebrate! But he feels kind of awkward because he can’t have cake or any food at all. Sometimes he can tolerate watching his friends eat in front of him, but if he’s getting too close to the cannibalism cycle repeating again, he has to call it all off and spend his birthday alone to reduce the risk of hurting anyone he loves. He has kind of lost track of how old he’s supposed to be. He doesn’t like thinking about it, but he does like the idea of having a special day to celebrate for himself!

🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

Most times, when I’m writing and designing a new character, the inspiration comes suddenly! For him, it was no different! In fact, I’ve found that the characters that I like the most are ones that randomly popped into my head. It usually happens right before I fall asleep, I can literally see the character in my mind. And I immediately sit up and draw it LOL So I don’t lose the idea. Then I revisit it and refine it later! The first concept I decided about him was actually the ridiculous way he eats people, by slitting his abdomen open and having to physically pull them into him. I liked the idea of the hunger becoming so great that the pain caused to relieve the craving no longer matters, thus the ceremonious bisection of his stomach. And then the hunger being satisfied only for as long as the wound is still in the process of healing. I’ve always loved the theme of longing in the form of hunger or love in the form of consumption. Baptist just takes those themes and personifies them!! And he also kind of personifies my fears of being stuck in a cycle of self-destruction but being too scared of the unknown to leave it. OMG I’m sorry LIFDKEBDNF GOING OFF ON A PSYCHOANALYSIS RANT LMAO.

#💭 — ask #claymour #pinch art #tw self harm #oc; baptist

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holycow99 · 3 years

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石田お寿司 18/9/21 stream summary Part 3

This is not the full translation of the stream. I only translated the parts I could understand & interpret or parts I found interesting/important. I’m still a beginner in Japanese, so the translations may not be accurate. If you want to repost, please repost at your own risk.

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(t/n: ** = translation may not be accurate, SY= Y****, TS= S******)

83. Ishida bad mouthed the assistant guy from the last stream, not realising that person was in the stream as well. He then asked whether the guy was able to wake up.

84. Someone mentioned Bleach’s author, Kubo sensei, as the one who could draw super fast. He said that being able to draw fast didn’t only include the pace you’re drawing the picture. The panels were also included. Even if you draw fast, if there’s 120 panels, it’d still gonna take time. On the other hand, if there’s only 70 panels, it’d take less time. Then there’s the art style as well. Those who use great amount of Kakeami would take a longer time. He then praised Kubo sensei’s drawing.

(t/n: Kakeami is a method of shading using only parallel lines.)

85. Takahashi Rumiko sensei, the author of Inuyasha was also mentioned as mangaka who drew fast. Ishida mentioned that she’s full of energy. He said young Takahashi Rumiko sensei was cute. She’s still cute now.

86. SY asked what kind of vehicle he wanted to ride. He said he’s scared of trucks. He also didn’t like riding buses. In conclusion, he didn’t wanna ride anything.

87. Ishida said it’s kinda hard to be motivated with digital drawing. He did want to draw on papers, but drawing digitally is infinitely better when he wants to fix or adjust things in his works. He often uses shortcuts as well.

88. He never really felt any sense of accomplishment, so he didn’t understand people who did. He did feel relief (?) when he completed something, but he didn’t understand the feeling of wanting to experience that sense of accomplishment again. He envied those who felt that way since he never felt it.

89. SY read TG manga for the first time the previous day. Ishida was surprised by it and asked him if he thought Ishida was just a streamer. People in the chat were also shocked by it, lol. There were people who only knew about JJ too. Ishida wondered how did SY come across his streams. Sy replied that he just thought Ishida was just someone who drew beautiful illustrations the first time he watched his stream. Ishida was grateful that he’s reading it. It didn’t really matter if he read it or not. When musicians told him that they read TG, he felt like they’re just trying to be considerate, but they probably did read it. It’s okay if they didn’t read it. He always thought that every time he met new people. He wasn’t being humble, it’s just that he preferred if people could just talk to him as usual.

90. Someone said that there were people who got shocked reading TG after they played JJ. He said it’s because JJ was a combination between his sister & him. He also already through with TG, so the vibe was different. However, he once said in an interview that it was hard for him to get rid off TG vibes inside of him when doing JJ in the early stages. He was teased about that by everyone.

91. He went to the bathroom for the 3rd time and someone guessed the correct flower.

92. He wants to invite Mr. Kunimitsu and Ms. Towada again.

93. He said 30,000 is quite a lot for a small fry youtuber like him. He’s amazed he could come this far just by his Animal Rap videos and his game streams.

94. He’s looking at the new illustration that Ms. Towada posted on her twitter. He said the illustration must’ve taken a lot of time. That kind of illustration was tough to draw. He said Ms. Towada seemed healthy when they talked recently.

95. It’s better to just have a conversation with Ms. Towada the next time she’s in the stream since he’d get distracted.

96. Takayuki Kondo, Takashina Sarafumi’s VA was streaming at the time and a fan commented that he was praising Ishida in the stream. Ishida wanted to know what he said about him so he asked the fan to record it.** Ishida was grateful about it.

97. A fan commented that Ms. Towada seemed knowledgeable about geography or local stuffs. Ishida told them it’s because she really liked to travel. She probably had gone to most prefectures in Japan. That’s why she’s very knowledgeable in local history.

98. He jokingly said that he already went to Kumamoto trip with 300 fans. He apologised to those who didn’t get invited.

99. SY commented something and Ishida asked him shouldn’t he be doing something at the moment. He hoped SY did something while listening to his stream. He wanted to think the viewers did that since he only talked about trivial stuffs.

100. A lot of people said they weren’t invited. Ishida said that the trip was only for old men. The trip was for those aged 40 years old and above.

101. He mentioned that he’s just gonna thank the viewers for 30,000 subscribers’ celebration, though he’s really grateful for it. He wanna aim for 40,000 as well.

102. Someone mentioned that Simon’s abilities were really cool to the point they wanted to try those abilities. Ishida also stated he wanted to try them.

103. A fan suggested Ishida going on a trip with 300 gals. He said it seemed tiring, but in actuality, he’d probably enjoy it.

104. A fan asked his opinion on anti-natalism. He wasn’t familiar with the term and searched for it. He wondered if the term was brought by Schopenhauer. He said Schopenhauer was just jealous of Hegel since Hegel was really famous. His books were full of criticism on Hegel.

(t/n: Anti-natalism is a principle that’s against reproduction. Anti-natalists believe that giving birth is wrong. Both Schopenhauer & Hegel were philosophers.)

105. His opinion on the subject was that it’s okay if anti-natalists exist. There are people who agree or disagree with the concept. If you don’t wanna have a baby, you don’t need to. If you want to have a baby, then you should go for it. He said recently, he finally understood why declining birth rate is a bad thing.

106. A fan suggested a stream where viewers could also participate to increase subscribers, so he asked what should they do together. People in the chat suggested games like tetris, bomberman, and Smash Bros. He didn’t wanna play Smash Bros cus he didn’t wanna get beaten again.

107. A fan said that a lot of people would be interested in having children if they had money. He said it’s better to provide support towards people who raise children.

108. Mashima Hiro sensei, Fairy Tail’s author, did an online signing session. He wondered how he did that.

109. A fan suggested playing Mario Kart with viewers, but he scared the same thing would happen to him, just like during Smash Bros.

*Ishida reading game recommendations.

101. A fan asked what kind of game should they play so he wouldn’t get his ass beaten. He said it depended on the players. It’s better to gather weak players, so he could be the strongest.

102. A fan suggested a correction session, where Ishida would look through everyone’s own manga and correct errors. But then, everyone had to draw a manga.

103. He’s still not over his Crazy Jump’s idea. He seriously wanted to publish the magazine, lol.

104. People asking him how many pages should they draw and he said just 2 panels.

105. He bought a lot of books about human history.

106. He drank a lot of proteins.

107. He said Hitman is fun if he plays it by himself. He becomes lazy when he streams it, so it feels boring.

108. He wanted to play Detroit again, but he wanted to finish Heavy Rain first. He wanted to play Heavy Rain but the game’s heavy.

109. He wanted to end the stream, but everyone asked him not to.

110. He’s probably gonna do his work or watch movies while trying to sleep after the stream ends.

111. He wanted to end the stream, but he’s really curious about Mama’s last illustration, so he continued playing Made in Wario for a bit. He fanboyed over Mama, Mona, and Penny. He wanted to get penny’s illustration, but he didn’t have enough money to buy items to increase Penny’s level.

112. He wanted to try go to a cabaret club. He wanted to try spending all his money on a cabaret girl. He wanted to go to a host club as well, but he thought he’d probably wasting the hosts’ time since they’d have to serve him.

113. In the end, he’s gonna take a look at Mama’s final illustration by himself. He fanboyed over her one last time.

Part 1

#ishida sui #tokyo ghoul #jack jeanne #chojin x #choujin x #ishida sushi stream summary

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threemothsinsweaters · 3 years

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A list of unusual quirk ideas!

Alright, so I have been collecting unusual quirk ideas for around half a year now - maybe a few months more Now, I’m ready to share the list with the world in case anyone ever needs any inspiration for their fanfics, be it for background characters of fics or maybe used for actual ocs

All of those ideas are free to use without any credit or anything, but I would appreciate reblogs! ^-^

(If any of them repeat or are written wrongly then I’m sorry, I will try to fix that and edit the post every time I come up with new ideas)

1.Density control

2.Liquid multiplier

3.Heat-level vision

4.Creating objects out of light

5.Radiation

6.Super hearing

7.Entering/moving through electronics

8.Cursing objects

9.Transporting through mirrors

10.Speaking any language

11.Super strength, speed and healing but lost of self-control

12.Wild magic - giving random effects

13.Being able to determine worth of any object by touching it

14.Being able to irritate and annoy someone just by existing

15.Memory manipulation

16.Giving people a disease

17.Being immune to any sickness

18.Compass - always knows where they are

19.Silence - make someone deaf momentarily

20.Medical intuition - knows what's wrong with the person hurt immediately

21.Never leaves a trail behind, untraceable

22.Reflection - can reflect powers of others at them

23.Survival instincts

24.Changing flesh into plants

25.Perfect imitation of animal noises

26.Killer instincts

27.Ultimate stamina - can keep going for many hours without the need to take a break

28.Entering people’s dreams

29.Best liar - all lies sound like truth and the person is immune to lie detectors and truth serums

30.Crazy but smart - can come up with a solution to any problem, but the solution is always extremely dangerous and straight-up crazy

31. Making people itchy

32.Doesn’t need oxygen/doesn’t need to breathe to survive

33.Instant artist - able to draw anything with perfect photo-like accuracy extremely fast

34.Emotionless - can turn off feeling emotions

35.Making all weapons they use stronger

36.Selective hearing - can hear things they want to and completely tune out anything else, even if it's louder than what they want to hear

37.Use senses of animals that are near (see through their eyes, hear what they hear)

38.Turn liquids solid by touch

39.Slow motion vision

40.Voice changer - can change their voice completely

41.Producing huge amounts of energy constantly

42.Draining energy from surrounding them people

43.Improved ability to track down anyone if there’s any scent/hints to follow

44.Perfect aim

45.Hyper-aware of their surroundings

46.Able to operate any vehicle

47.Able to use any weapon

48.Can confuse people using words

49.Insomnia - they don’t need to sleep and suffer no bad effects from it

50.Ability to feel emotions of others

51.Can see true intentions of anyone they look at

52.Learning a history of an object by touching it

53.Emotion manipulation

54.Ability to eat anything without any bad effects

55.Astral projection - ability to leave the body as a “spirit”

56.Echolocation

57.Ability to overload someone’s mind causing pain, headaches, memory loss

58.Ability to locate any thing they touched in past 24 hours

59.Temporary merging two beings together

60. Pheromone manipulation

61. Skin expansion - creating more skin

62. Bubbles - turning all liquid touched into foam

63. Double jaw like an eel

64. Becoming someone’s shadow and following them around

65. Blood can work like drugs

66. No photos - being blurry on all photographs and in people’s memories

67. Fusion - can fuse with certain objects for short amounts of time

68. Crocodile tears - ability to cry many different choosen liquids and cry whenever they want to (could work well to make people believe their story and stuff)

69. Writing just by touching the paper and thinking about what they want to be written

70. Multi-eyes - let’s the person open “eyes” on any part of their body and see through them

71. Silence - can make everyone around them unable to talk or make any sounds at all

72. Detachable limbs

73. Control of the temperature of air around them

74. Elastic bones

75. Turning into a swarm of insects

76. Ability to sound really convincing

77. Ability to create huge amounts of glitter and sparkling lights out of their hands

78. Fast learner - very fast learner, being able to do a lot of things on the first or second try

79. Ability to shrink things

80. Ability to control all of their body functions fully consciously (hunger, heart-beat, blood flow etc)

81. Ability to change someone’s eyesight/eye structure

82. Waking up with a completely different temporary ability every time after they go to sleep

83. Control of the growing of nails 84. Control over hair fibers

85. Boiling any liquid with touch

86. Copying any handwriting

87. Superpower making them unable to die from falling off heights

88. Undestroyable bones

89. Changing the humidity of things/air

90. Skin has the properties of a nettle

91. Ability to lay eggs

92. Ability to make things expire instantly

93. Extended lungs

94. Changing the taste of things

95. Changing the smell of things

96. Changing colors of things

97. Hibernation - the ability to sleep for really long amounts of time without the need to eat, drink, go to the bathroom or anything in between.

98. Ability to know people’s worst fears/phobias

99. Ability to copy objects and multiply them

100. Spine extension - having more discs in the spine so the spine is more flexible

101. Ability to know when someone is thinking about them

102. Ability to know if a living being or a human is near them at the moment

103. Ability to know someone’s age instantly

104. Ability to swap the probability of things happening if the probability is higher than 1% (if something has the 20% chance of happening, swapping it would make 80% - if something has 0.1% of happening the power cannot be used on it. The power, however, does not let the person using it know what the probability of certain things is

105. Ability to make your parents proud

106. Ability to make people sing instead of talking

107. Knowing the phone number of literally everyone they want

108. Real life filters - ability to make things look much nicer than they actually are

109. Ability to predict the exact probability of something happening

110. Immortal soul but mortal body - soul can enter the body even if it’s not actually functioning anymore, body can be “repaired” so it doesn’t fully fall apart

111. Ability to make images/holograms out of smoke (controlling its shape and turning it into images)

112. Ability to make people misspell words and stutter uncontrollably

113. Ability to make all insects around them drop dead instantly

114. Ability to change the direction in which things are moving

115. Eliminating or absorbing light

116.Turning off body functions without actually dying (or at least permanently - mind also still works)

117. Hearing every word someone said in past 24 hours

118. Shift person’s attention at will

119. Activate/deactivate adrenaline at will

120. Blur person’s logical thinking, making them less reasonable

121. Infinite patience

122. Loosen the tension in the air

123. Ability to bite through everything

124. Friction control

125. Evolution mutation - body changes to adapt to certain situations

126. Ability to generate darkness/make shadows even if there’s strong light

127. Ability to make people see the mistakes they made

128. Ability to change into objects

129. Ability to create spiders that crawl out of the mouth of the person with the power

130. Ability to find the weak points of things

131. Extremely good sense of balance

132. Extra fast reading

133. Ability to make anything they touch glow

134. Becoming indestructible for a few minutes after receiving a fatal injury which could kill them

135. Ability to temporarily turn animals into monsters

136. Ability to sing any song no matter the language nor the difficulty as long as they heard it at least once

137. Fungus - 5 finger contact makes area around the hand grow with many different kinds of fungus, mostly mold but over extended contact bigger mushrooms grow as well

138. Marble statue - ability to turn into a statue without the need to eat/drink/sleep for long amounts of time, but the body structure is pretty weak

139. Ability to make someone allergic to certain things for short amount of time

140. Ability to make things poisonous with touch

141. Everything is cake - ability to make things they touch cake

142. Sharp air - ability to turn air into invisible knives that dissolve the moment they let go of them

143. Cockroach - ability to turn smaller by compressing the mass and turning it into strength, making the user indestructible while in small form

144. Ability to make people trip

145. Ability to make their hands have magnetic effect

146. Ability to make things spin (even air or water)

147. Ability to know what material something is made out of

148. Ability to make most surfaces reflective

149. Ability to make things half-transparent

150. Ability to stick things together

151. Ability to make things grow fur

#bnha #mha quirks #bnha quirks #bnha quirk ideas #mha quirk ideas #bnha fanfiction

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snappedsky · 3 years

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Fanatics 83

An old enemy returns for revenge against Johnny and Devi...again.

*Links to previous and next chapter in reblog*

Drey: Encore

A light, spring breeze blows through the city, beckoning the beginning of summer. It gently wafts around the people out enjoying their weekend, but hidden within it is a malevolence most of them won’t notice.

It brushes against the back of Johnny’s neck like a set of creepy fingers and he whips around.

“What’s wrong?” Squee asks.

“I thought I…” Johnny trails off as he looks around, but he doesn’t see anything. “No, it’s nothing.” They continue carrying their groceries into the house.

Meanwhile, in her apartment, Devi is busy working on a freelance piece. Her paintbrush glides across the canvas as she confidently pieces the picture together. It may not be easy to get work nowadays, but the stuff she does get she is happy to work on.

Through the music playing over her speakers, she hears a knock at her door. Scoffing with annoyance, she turns down her music and wipes her hands on a rag as she goes to answer it.

She opens the door but no one’s there. She looks up and down the empty hall before turning away, groaning, “fucking kids.”

She starts to walk back to her studio when she hears another knocking. But this time it’s not from the door; it’s from her kitchen window. Which is odd, since she’s on the fourth floor.

She approaches cautiously and looks through the glass. She’s not sure what to expect, but she doesn’t see anything. Still, she can’t shake the feeling that she’s being watched.

Devi steps back, scratching her head, and looks back to her studio. “Maybe…I should take a break.”

She starts to head for the door when the deadbolt locks by itself, right before her eyes.

She stares at it with surprise for a second before groaning with aggravation. “Fucking dammit. Am I being haunted again?”

She turns back into her apartment. She can’t see anyone, but she has the feeling she’s not alone.

“Alright, ghost,” Devi says, “I don’t mind you staying here, but could you stop fucking with me?”

She waits for some kind of response and she receives one, in the form of her knife block flying off the kitchen counter right for her.

“Jesus!” she cries and ducks under it. It clatters onto the floor, the knives spilling out. “That is the exact opposite of what I asked!”

Devi watches fearfully as two knives hover off the ground before flying towards her. She dives out of the way and they stab into her door.

“Fuck!” she barks, “who are you? What do you want?”

She hears a clattering behind her and turns towards her studio to see her water jar has falling over and the paintbrush is hovering over the canvas. It moves seemingly by itself and draws four letters.

D. R. E. Y.

“Drey,” Devi breathes, “fuck.”

The paintbrush whips at her and bounces off her forehead. “Ow! Asshole! Why can’t you leave me the fuck alone? You’re already dead!”

“You ruined my life.”

The voice breathes into her ear and Devi jumps back. She doesn’t see anyone but she definitely felt him.

She looks at her locked door then glances at the knives still on the ground. If she tries to escape, he’ll definitely throw them at her. But it’s her only way out.

So she goes for it. But as she races by her couch, she grabs a cushion and uses it to cover her head.

As she expected, the knives fly off the floor right for her. But they stab into the cushion as she unlocks the door and dives out, slamming it shut behind her.

Devi stares at it for a second, panting on the floor, then reaches for her cellphone. When she finds her pockets empty, she remembers she left it in her studio.

“Fuck!” she barks.

“Devi!” She looks up as Tenna hurries down the hall. “I could hear you shouting upstairs. What the hell’s going on?”

“Tenna! Give me your cellphone!” Devi orders as she stands up.

“Why?” Tenna asks, handing over her phone. Devi doesn’t reply; just grabs Tenna’s hand and leads her down the hall as she dials a number.

“We’ve gotta get the fuck out of here,” she growls as she holds the phone to her ear.

Over at the C house, Johnny and Squee are settled on the couch with Nugget, watching some TV when the phone rings. Johnny groans loudly as he reaches over and picks up the receiver.

“Hello?” he grunts.

“Johnny!” Devi exclaims as she and Tenna hurry down the stairs. “You have to come to my place right now!”

“What? Why?” he asks.

“Drey’s back!”

“What?” he questions, “how?”

“He’s a ghost or a poltergeist. He’s in my apartment.”

“Fuck,” Johnny growls, running his hand through his hair.

“What’s wrong?” Squee asks.

Johnny looks at him, unsure how to respond.

“Johnny!” Devi exclaims.

“Alright, just…where are you now?” he asks.

“We’re just outside the building,” she replies as she and Tenna exit out the front door.

“Okay, I’ll be right there,” he declares and hangs up.

“Nny, what’s going on?” Squee asks as Johnny walks by.

“I have to go get Devi,” he replies as he puts on his trench coat and goes outside.

“Why? What’s happened?” Squee asks, chasing after him.

Johnny hesitates as he looks back at him. “Just…wait here.”

Squee watches him get into the car and drive away with confusion and concern.

Johnny reaches Devi and Tenna’s apartment building within a few minutes and sees them standing outside the parking lot. He pulls up next to them and gets out.

“Where are you going?” Devi asks.

“To see Drey,” he snarls as he walks by.

“What?” she exclaims, following him. “What do you think you can do, kill him? Don’t you remember last time we saw him, he almost killed you?”

“I remember you cried over me.” “And now!” Devi snaps, ignoring him, “he’s a poltergeist or something. You can’t beat him!”

“We’ll see,” Johnny growls.

The girls follow him back up to Devi’s apartment, but she stops at the end of the hall, holding Tenna back with her. Johnny approaches the apartment by himself and opens the door.

He sees the knives sticking out of the door and the cushion that Devi dropped on the floor and his anger roils in his chest like an active volcano.

“Drey!” he barks as he walks in. Everything’s still and quiet.

Devi and Tenna peek through the doorway. “Well?” Devi questions.

“I don’t think he’s here,” Johnny replies, “or he’s hiding.”

“Why would he have left?” Tenna asks.

“Cause he’s a coward,” he spits.

“We have to do something,” Devi insists, “what if he tries to come back and kill me again? I have work to do, for fuck’s sake.”

“Relax,” Johnny says, “I’ll just stay here until he shows up again.”

“And then what?” she asks, “what do you plan to do to him? What can you do to him? Can you even see him?”

“I think so,” he replies, “or at least I will be able to when I go into monster mode.” “Monster mode?” Tenna asks.

“That’s what Squee calls it,” he clarifies, “it increases all my senses so I’m sure I could probably see a ghost.”

“Probably?” Devi scoffs.

“Do you have any better ideas?”

She hesitates. “Well, I don’t know about better…but we could get the kids to help.”

“No, no way,” Johnny insists, “Squee doesn’t even know about this.”

“You never told him about Drey?” Devi snaps.

He shrugs. “I never thought…it was relevant.”

Devi groans with annoyance, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“Uh, hey, I just had a thought,” Tenna says, “if Drey wants to get revenge on both of you, then wouldn’t he also go to Nny’s house?”

Johnny and Devi look at each other worriedly.

Back at Johnny’s house, Squee is sitting on the couch with Nugget, watching TV. But he’s not really paying attention. He keeps looking at the door, waiting for Johnny to come back. Squee doesn’t know what he’s hiding, but he can tell something is very wrong. He can feel it.

Something phases through the roof and lowers down into the room behind the couch. Both Squee and Nugget sense it and whip around, shackles raised.

A ghost of man hovers in the middle of the room, watching them with a dark smile.

“Who are you?” Squee asks.

“Call me Drey,” he replies, “do you live here?” “Yes,” he nods.

“With Johnny?” “Y-yes…”

“So he must care about you,” Drey muses.

Squee steps back warily. “Who…are you?”

“I told you,” he grins, “call me Drey.”

Squee grabs Nugget and dives for the door as Drey raises his hand. A seemingly invisible force crashes into the TV, knocking it to the floor.

“Hey, don’t run now,” Drey sings as Squee races out the door. Running down the front walk, he grabs his phone and sends a hasty message in the Battalion group chat.

‘My house asap!’

Before he can see anyone reply, a force tugs him backwards off his feet and both Nugget and his phone fly out of his hands.

“Where are you going, little boy?” Drey jeers as he holds Squee by the neck. Squee glares at him as he giggles.

Then Nugget leaps in and bites Drey’s arm. He cries out in pain, dropping Squee.

“Stupid, little-,” Drey hisses as Nugget hops away. Squee grabs her and tries to scramble away, but Drey whips out his hand and an invisible force stops Squee, like a giant hand wrapping around him.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Drey growls. The force grows stronger, threatening to crush Squee and Nugget.

Johnny’s car screeches down the road and skids to a stop in front of the house. He, Devi, and Tenna step out and see Squee and Nugget hovering in midair, writhing in pain. None of them can see what’s holding them, but they have a good idea.

“Drey!” Johnny barks.

“Let them go, Drey!” Devi demands, “they haven’t done anything to you!”

Drey chuckles. “How cute. They think they can beat me, but they can’t even see me.”

A chill suddenly runs up Drey’s spine and he freezes. He glances over at Johnny and sees an almost invisible energy crackling around him.

“I see you,” Johnny snarls.

He leaps forward like a beast and tackles Drey to the ground. The force lets go of Squee and Nugget and they collapse. Devi and Tenna quickly run over to them.

“Are you okay?” Tenna asks.

Squee gently pats Nugget. She mews and he smiles weakly. “Yeah.” He stands up and looks over to where Johnny is wrestling Drey into the dirt. “What’s going on?”

“It’s a long story,” Devi sighs.

Drey screams angrily and blasts Johnny off of him. He skids across the dirt on his hands and knees and glares back at him. Drey trembles beneath his slitted pupils.

“Wh-what are you?” he asks.

“The monster other monsters are afraid of,” Johnny replies.

Drey grimaces. “No! I’m not afraid of you anymore! Because I know your weakness.”

He grins as he looks over at Devi.

Johnny glances at her then snarls at Drey. “If you try to lay even one mark on her, not even the afterlife will be able to protect you from me.”

“Nice words,” Drey comments, “but are you fast enough to stop me?”

His body changes into a wisp and flies towards Devi.

“No!” Johnny exclaims and rushes to her.

“Devi! Move!” Squee cries and tries to push her out of the way, but he’s not fast enough. Drey almost reaches her until Johnny jumps in between them, and the wisp enters his body.

“Johnny!” everyone cries as he crashes into the ground. He writhes in the dirt, his face contorted in pain, until Drey flies out of his body, almost like he was thrown. He tumbles through the air before coming to a stop, looking dazed. Johnny remains on the ground, unconscious and breathing heavily.

“Johnny?” Devi questions, patting his chest.

Drey shakes some sense into his head and glares at them. “Damn him,” he growls, raising his hand. Squee’s the only one who can see it, and flinches fearfully. “Damn you all!”

He starts to wave his hand at them when something drops from the sky and knocks him back. Pepito lands on the grass, wings spread and spear in-hand.

The Epic parks on the street and Zim, Dib, Gaz, and Tak quickly race over.

“Squee!” Dib cries, “what’s going on? We can’t see it! Is it a ghost!”

“A poltergeist!” Squee replies, “an angry one!”

“Okay,” he nods, “where’s the notebook?”

“In my house.”

“Let’s get it.”

Dib and Squee quickly run inside, leaving Zim and the others with Johnny and Pepito facing off against Drey.

“What happened to him?” Zim asks, motioning to Johnny.

“I think…he protected me,” Devi replies.

“Get out of my way, whoever you are!” Drey barks angrily.

“No, you should just get lost,” Pepito retorts, “or you’ll regret it.”

Drey shouts and waves his hand, unleashing a wave of energy. Pepito whacks it aside with his spear and sends out one of his own. Drey tries to block it but it knocks him back a couple inches. When he lowers his arms, he sees Pepito flying at him, spear raised. He swings but Drey catches it and slams him in the face. Pepito stumbles back and before he can steady himself, Drey hits him with another wave of energy. He flies off his feet and skids across the yard.

“Pepito, stop losing!” Zim barks.

“Why don’t you try fighting him?” Pepito retorts, “oh, right. You can’t see him.”

“Burn,” Gaz remarks while Zim grumbles angrily.

Drey hovers towards them, panting furiously, when he sees movement out of the corner of his eye. He turns to see Dib and Squee exit the house and Squee holding a black, locked notebook.

“Pepito!” Dib exclaims, “just hold him still!”

“Right!” he nods and rushes Drey. Drey tries to hit him with a wave of energy, but Pepito knocks it back and sends out one of his own. When Drey blocks it, Pepito flies around him and hooks his spear around Drey’s neck.

“Hurry!” he demands.

Squee unlocks his notebook and opens it to a blank page. He starts to draw a circle on it when Drey cries out angrily. He lets out a rush of energy that sends Pepito flying back.

“No!” Drey shouts, “I will not be beaten again! I will have my revenge!”

He turns towards Devi and raises his hand.

“Devi, run!” Squee exclaims.

She looks at him with surprise, too stunned to move. Drey releases a wave of energy that flies right towards her. Then Johnny sits up and it slams into him.

“Nny!” Squee gasps.

Everyone stares at him as he sits still, panting lightly, a darkening bruise on his cheek where he was hit. Then he turns and glares at Drey.

He freezes, petrified, as Johnny leaps at him. He holds Drey by the forehead and neck, his fingers digging into him like claws, and holds him towards Dib and Squee.

“Do it now!” Johnny barks.

“No!” Drey cries. He releases another energy pulse that hits Johnny head-on, but his grip doesn’t loosen.

Squee quickly draws a circle in the notebook. He and Dib struggle to hold it up as a force blows out of it and tugs at Drey. He screams as it rips him apart and sucks him into the pages. When he’s gone, they close the book and lock it.

Johnny sighs heavily as he falls to his knees.

“Nny!” Squee cries and races over to him. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” Johnny replies, rubbing his bruised cheek. “Just a little winded.”

“I’m okay too,” Pepito grunts as he hobbles over. “Thanks for asking.”

“Sorry,” Squee smiles, “thanks for coming so quick.”

“No problem,” he smiles back.

Devi walks over and kneels beside Johnny. “You…protected me, didn’t you?”

He coughs awkwardly. “Yeah, well, it’s…not a big deal.”

She smiles and sits beside him, her shoulder up against him. “Yeah. You’ve done it a lot.”

He watches her tensely for a second before relaxing against her.

“You two are so cute,” Tenna comments as she leans against Devi, and they both glare at her.

Devi looks at the notebook in Squee’s hands. “So…is he really gone this time?”

“As gone as he can be, being trapped in a notebook,” Johnny shrugs.

“Right, that reminds me,” Squee says, “you wanna tell me who the hell he was.”

“Yeah…”Johnny sighs, rubbing the back of his head. “It’s a long story.”

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The Miys, Ch. 83

First, and most importantly: Happy Transgender Day of Visibility! To anyone who was given the wrong gender at birth, I see you and you are safe here.

If you don’t read further because of that? Well.... I don’t want you reading my stuff. The Ark is welcoming and loving. So.

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Charly and I chose to walk to Xiomara’s office rather than take a transport. Even though I was a bit shaken by what happened with Jokull, the exercise gave us both an opportunity to burn off nervous energy. By the time we arrived, both of us were calmer and had our thoughts together.

Once access was granted, the door slid aside to reveal not just Xiomara, but Tyche. I wasn’t sure if Xiomara wanted her to hear what happened, given how much stress my fellow Councillor placed on secrecy for her operation. “I need to report an incident involving Jokull Bjornson.”

My glance at my sister was met with a scoff. “Do you really think I believe you won’t tell her what happened?” Xiomara stared me down like I was an idiot. “First things first: are either of you ladies injured?”

I shook my head carefully, while Charly grinned sheepishly. “See, here’s the thing - “

“Charly Harper, why is there blood in your mouth?” Xio’s eyes darkened as she leaned forward intently.

A hand flew up to cover the younger woman’s mouth as her eyes got wide. “Oops…” She started fidgeting with the strings on her sweatshirt. “We were minding our own business, I swear, just walking along, and - he’s so rude! Obviously he could see Sophia wasn’t paying attention, so he stood in front of her, because he’s rude.” She started gesturing frenetically, like she was reenacting the events. “I pulled her out of the way so we could just go on minding our own business, like we were, but he kept stepping in front of her, and then he kind of sideways called her stupid and refused to use her title like the sexist pig I bet he is, and then he, I dunno, hit on me? It was gross.” I nodded and shrugged, making her wince. “But anyway, Sophia tried to stop him and then he was so mean and all standing over her, and I thought he was going to hit her so I shoved her out of the way, and I was right, because he hit me instead, and I may have.. I mean, I did obviously - “ she gestured at her mouth “ - but I only remember his clavicle, not his arm, and - “

“For the love of life, please take a breath,” Xiomara interrupted, throwing her hands in the air. “What did you do?”

Before she could respond, I cut to the chase. “She bit the shit out of him. Twice.” I ignored Tyche’s snort and turned to Charly. “I thought he hit you after you bit him?”

“Well yeah, then too, but he hit me the first time trying to punch you.”

“I didn’t see that part,” I murmured.

“Duh. You were on the ground, silly.”

The sound of a cleared throat brought us back to the task at hand. “So, you were approached by a suspected cult leader, who seems to have instigated an altercation, and Miss Harper’s first reaction was to bite him?”

“No, I told you, I pushed Sophia out of the way first.”

There was the slightest upward twitch in Xiomara’s mouth. “And you say you were provoked?”

“Yes! He tried to hit Sophia, and hit me instead! I was protecting her.”

“She’s capable of defending herself.”

“And? You wouldn’t ask Tyche these questions.” Charly stared Xiomara down, frowning.

I had no idea what was going on here. We came to report something that might be relevant to the operation to infiltrate the cult… Why did it seem like it was turning into Charly being grilled?

The silent tension in the room drew out agonizingly before something broke. I jumped with a dignified squeak when Xiomara threw her head back and laughed. “I’m sorry,” she gasped. “I just… the mental image of our attempted-Viking-overlord being attacked by a woman half his size is just… That’s the best thing I’ve thought of all day.”

“He was very confused,” I agreed.

Tyche stood, hands on her hips. “Hang on a sec. You said he hit you twice?”

“Ugh, he hits like a baby,” Charly whined before pausing. She tilted her head and turned towards me. “Actually, that doesn’t make sense.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

Xiomara abruptly stopped laughing and snapped her head around to stare at Charly intently. “Yes. Please explain.”

Charly scratched her cheek absently. “We stopped at a medbay… Sophia insisted in case he had something yucky in his blood, seeing as I got a mouthful of it. Even the red marks he left on my face were mostly gone by the time I was scanned.”

“Okay…” I mean, I was there, I already knew all this.

“This guy is freaking huge, you all. Like Xiomara pointed out, he’s literally twice my size. He should have hurt me a lot more, just by accident. There is no way his knee-jerk reaction to being bitten twice, and hard enough to draw blood, is to just tap me on the face hard enough to make me let go.” Her face screwed up in confusion.

“I thought he knocked you down?” Xiomara asked for clarification.

She shook her head vigorously. “Nope. He hit me just hard enough to hit the nerve right here.” She pointed to the hinge of her jaw. “It basically made my jaw all fuzzy and tingly, and I couldn’t hold on. Gravity did the rest.”

Tyche’s eyes narrowed, and she turned to Xio. “So do we think dumb luck from a wuss, or very deliberate action?”

“I don’t know,” came the response. “Either way, he clearly didn’t want to hurt anyone.”

“Wrong. So wrong,” Charly argued. “The first time he hit me, he was aiming for Sophia, and would have hit her pretty hard in the kidneys. He just managed to get me in the upper shoulder, instead, since I’m shorter. I think it’s clear he didn’t want to hurt me, but he definitely wanted to hurt her.”

Everyone’s eyes turned to me, and I felt sick to my stomach. What the actual fuck did I do?

Xiomara nodded intently, which was pretty much expected. When I looked at my sister, she was nodding, too, biting her bottom lip like she was thinking about something. That wasn’t the part that concerned me. What concerned me was her loose posture, leaned over with both hands on the back of a chair, while she stared into space. For anyone who didn’t know her, it looked like she was trying to wrap her mind around the information I just gave her about her partner. No white knuckles, no clenched jaw. It made no sense.

Why wasn’t she mad? “Why me though? I don’t even know this guy!”

Xiomara pulled up her datapad and flicked a file at me. When I opened it, my eyes got wide. “Yep. His psych profile. Read ‘em and weep.”

As I read the information in front of me, repeating it out loud. “Ambition, enhancement, memory, clarity.” That right there is why the Miys picked you. Empathy, enhancement, memory, clarity. Those are your defining attributes. I heard the ghost of Simon’s voice echo in my head from when I first woke up here. “He hates me, because he sees me as a weaker version of him?” I asked hesitantly.

“It’s a distinct possibility,” Xiomara confirmed. “He doesn’t have access to those profiles, unless someone hacked in, and Derek says they haven’t been touched. But he may see you being in a position of power as an insult.”

When Tyche rubbed her face with one hand, it clicked. “You fucking knew,” I whispered, too betrayed to speak any louder. Snapping around to face Xiomara squarely, I resisted the urge to scream at her. “I thought you weren’t keeping us in on this? The whole point of bringing this to you was to keep my family out of it, for once!”

Unperturbed, Xiomara held up one hand for permission to speak, and I nearly slapped it back down. Instead, I growled and crossed my arms. “She’s helping in a different capacity, one I have requested she not disclose to you. It is essential that what she is doing be kept secret. So, yes, she knew, for about two hours longer than you have.”

My eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Oh. Oh. This is… this is recent. Like, today recent.”

“Yes, today recent,” she confirmed, leaning back with a sigh. “And yes, I was prepared for the chance that he would approach you. No, I wasn’t just going to leave you to the wolves, but it turns out that wasn’t even necessary.” With one hand, she made a sweeping gesture at Charly. “Between her, your sister, and your partners, I am reasonably certain you should be safe at all times. Just don’t take any chances, okay? Have Maverick, Conor, or both walk you to and from your office every day… so sweet, right? Eat lunch with someone we trust. That kind of thing. Nothing really changes, just be alert to your surroundings.”

I groaned loudly. “Xio, I just got my personal shadows to let me walk to work by myself. They are never going to let me live this down.”

“There are worse things in life than having loved ones who want you to be safe. I think you’ll live.”

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Part 45 of 83

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Doctor Worran put her arms around her Captain and looked at Mord as she said, “It was Ord smoke that contaminated provisions. My Captain and over seventy of the crew were hurt. Twenty seven died. She’s been poisoned twice.”

Sula blinked back her tears and regained a semblance of composure. To control the feelings that still raged in her after more than ten Gatherings, she spoke with almost academic detachment. “These provisions would have prevented those deaths and saved many more, myself included, from injury. If we’d had this process we could have just washed the Ord smoke from the blocks. The total populations of twenty three murdered ships could have been saved.”

Once again, the circling Wide Wing became a thing of interest. It helped Sula to focus and get her thoughts under control. She picked up the block of preserved crab and looked at it with both sorrow and hope.

“These provisions will enable us to make long, swift runs when necessary.”

“Like battle intercept runs?” Mord asked brow furrowed with curiosity.

“Like battle intercept runs,” confirmed Sula.

“The Captain of Captains got away from us after the Second War,” put in Doctor Worran, “because he had more provisions than we did. Nets, lines and catch processing slowed us down, allowing him to escape. Provisions like these could have ended the matter there. Instead, thousands died and over a hundred ships were lost in the Third War.”

Kurin, who had been listening intently, asked, “Where is he now?”

“At the end of the Third War, we had more provisions than he did,” Sula said shortly. Kurin was awed by the thought that so small a thing as this might have saved thousands of lives and many ships. She mentally filed away the notion that a big picture is made up of small details and sometimes just one detail can change the entire picture.

Sula was staring at a lowly block of preserved fish and seeing carnage, a war that could have been prevented, ships and lives saved by a bit of safe food. She was biting back tears as she signed the agreements that Alor put in front of her.

Soon, the Longin’s cargo crane was lowering bulging nets into lighters. The provisions were being transferred to the Dark Dragon. The two galley Masters had their heads together, going over the whole process and the equipment needed.

Master Juris was busy in the boat-shop, fabricating two new sets of block presses, one for the Dark Dragon, and one for the Soaring Bird. Kurin could not help in the manufacture, as she normally would have, so he set her to making drawings and writing directions for the equipment. Both Captain Mord and Captain Sula were watching the work going on in the shop.

A runner from the Council located Sula and conveyed their urgent request that she come back. All of the Captains that had left the Council were also being recalled.

As Mord and Sula left, Master Juris remarked to Kurin, “There’s a Wide Wing hunting on this breeze. The Council’s asked for Sula and Huld both. I’ll wager you that they want more than just advice on how to run the search for the Grandalor.”

“I know what you mean. They are the only Captains here that have any experience in searching for ships that don’t want to be found. If we catch the Grandalor, I hope that the Dark Dragon doesn’t have to sink her. It would cause Sula grief that she doesn’t need.”

“I did see that even the thought of war bothered her,” said Master Juris, looking up from the mold and press that he was fabricating.

Kurin continued to carefully copy her drawing as she replied, “Sula still cries in her sleep for the folk that she’s killed. She can’t forget them. She sees no difference between them and her own crew. The last war that she fought was over ten Gatherings ago.”

“That must be hard,” said Master Juris sympathetically, as he methodically shaved the carefully shaped press ram for a perfect fit in the mold. “The Dark Dragon has sunk what, about thirty ships?”

“Thirty six,” said Kurin, concentrating on a bit of tricky detail in her sketch. “She has damaged and captured fifty three and taken the surrender of a hundred and twenty-one. While I was on board the Dark Dragon, I was allowed to read what I could in Sula’s library and sailors will talk. Most of her books are written in Winternight. I can’t read it but I did look through quite a few of them anyway. They had pictures that I could understand. I know what war is, now. It scares me.”

Master Juris had a tight, angry smile as he spoke, “It is hard knowledge to have. I think that you had an easier time receiving the knowledge than the Grandalor will have.” He carefully measured another press part with a caliper, so that it would exactly match the previous press, standing on his bench.

In the Council Pavilion, Master Juris’ prediction was being borne out. Captain Sarfin was addressing both Sula and Huld.

“We have no claim on your time. You came here for a clearly stated purpose which you have accomplished. In all honor, you could leave us here to deal with the situation that has arisen in our fleet. I do hope, indeed we all hope, that you will continue to help us as you have already.

“You have made one search sweep for the Grandalor. We know that you have experience in searching for ships that want to hide. We have to find the Grandalor and bring her to justice. Will you help us? If you will, we will put the fleet under your command.”

Huld was sitting cross-legged on the deck. Sula turned to him and crouched down to his level. “Honored One, this is not my decision alone. May we do this thing?”

Huld did not open his eyes. He replied quietly, “We must.”

Sula uncoiled, a spring of human energy. “We will organize and guide your effort. When you find the Grandalor, do not try to take her. Huld and I have the experience and equipment for that task. We will not take the reward but will see it shared out to the ships that found her.

“Set up a large table and bring me maps showing your territories. I will need sailing data on all of the ships that will be in the search. In particular, I will need your wind nomograms.

She looked about at the Captains, some like Sarfin, were already beginning to dig through the fleet Archive for what she had asked. Others, Skua in particular, seemed troubled by the way that she was taking charge.

Seeing his reluctance, Sula asked Skua directly, “Do you want to be a part of this search?”

He scowled, “Not really. The Fauline really isn’t up to this sort of work. Our schooner rig is handy but it’s not very fast. We should be going to our Spring waters and fishing.”

“Then go to notify the Arrakan fleet. You can begin fishing after that is done.” Sula turned her back on him in dismissal and began to study the data piling up in front of her. As Skua stalked out, he heard her saying, “Longin, you and the Dorton are both fast and sail tight to the wind. You will take the North. Go to the Dragon Sea and begin your mapping. Dorton, you go with the Longin and patrol one degree south of them and one half day upwind from them.”

As they began to protest that they could not cover so vast an area, she handed them a different chart. “Here, this polar projection will make the real situation clear. Mercators always distort the northern latitudes.”

The Fauline gathered her crew and left, ostensibly for the Arrakan fleet.

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1-100 baby, let’s do this!

1. What is you middle name?

Mackenze (mackenzie not fucking mackenz ro)

2. How old are you?

16 (almost 17)

3. When is your birthday?

December 26

4. What is your zodiac sign?

Capricorn

5. What is your favorite color?

Purple

6. What’s your lucky number?

7. Do you have any pets?

8. Where are you from?

New Jersey (i mean i’m african america + german + irish)

9. How tall are you?

4’11

10. What shoe size are you?

9 ½

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?

Over 17 ...

12. What was your last dream about?

i have the weirdest fucking dreams ever, but im pretty sure it had something to do with my going back to in person school but ending up at ikea and then their was a Princess bounce house and i saw a little girl i know but then i ran away because i missed my marketing class and cried bc we were drawing octopuses and i got an F... like what the hell is that?!

13. What talents do you have?

none :)

14. Are you psychic in any way?

i mean i have been known to predict a pregnancy...

15. Favorite song?

WAP? (i have a lot man)

16. Favorite movie?

I HATE movies, but like anything Marvel

17. Who would be your ideal partner?

Idk man, Tom Holland?

18. Do you want children?

Yes, 100%

19. Do you want a church wedding?

Lol, no thanks

20. Are you religious?

Nope

21. Have you ever been to the hospital?

Yes! It’ s one of my favorite places (that sounds horrible but like, i’ve just always enjoyed it their and find it mesmerizing? Also Greys..)

22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?

23. Have you ever met any celebrities?

Yes, but like really old ones who i don’t even know the name of, oh and the cop from one of the Spiderman movies :)

24. Baths or showers?

Showers

25. What color socks are you wearing?

I’m not wearing socks

26. Have you ever been famous?

Nope

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?

Yeah

28. What type of music do you like?

Country, Showtunes, Pop, some Rap, Alternative

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?

30. How many pillows do you sleep with?

I don’t own real pillows, but i do have a body pillow and like a throw pillow...

31. What position do you usually sleep in?

On my side of my stomach

32. How big is your house?

It’s a ranch, not that big. 3 bedroom, 1 ½ bath

33. What do you typically have for breakfast?

I don’t eat breakfast

34. Have you ever fired a gun?

A nerf gun...

35. Have you ever tried archery?

Nope

36. Favorite clean word?

Orgasmic

37. Favorite swear word?

Twatwaffle, Cuntasaurous, Bitch, Dick, Pussy, Fuck

38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?

Around 48 hours

39. Do you have any scars?

Yup (my favorite ones my boob one bc its the only one i got and it wasn’t because i was being a complete idiot…)

40. Have you ever had a secret admirer?

It wasn’t a fucking secret this boy is obvious as all hell

41. Are you a good liar?

Yes

42. Are you a good judge of character?

Yeah

43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?

Yup

44. Do you have a strong accent?

I don’t think so

45. What is your favorite accent?

British

46. What is your personality type?

Mediator INFP-T (mind 64% introverted, energy 63% intuitive, nature 63% feeling, tactics 75% prospecting, identity 75% turbulent)

47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?

idk

48. Can you curl your tongue?

Yes

49. Are you an innie or an outie?

Middle!

50. Left or right handed?

Right

51. Are you scared of spiders?

Yes, get the fuck away from me demons

52. Favorite food?

PASTA

53. Favorite foreign food?

chinese ..?

54. Are you a clean or messy person?

Messy and i hate it

55. Most used phrased?

The fuck?

56. Most used word?

Fuck

57. How long does it take for you to get ready?

Could take 5 minutes could take 2 ½ hours, and i never wear makeup so don’t even try to start with me about how it takes hours to do makeup, i just genuinely enjoy sitting under blazing hot water in the shower

58. Do you have much of an ego?

I mean, i dont think so?

59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?

Suck

60. Do you talk to yourself?

yes , i have like two irls and they never wanna hang our already have plans so im my own company 97% of the time

61. Do you sing to yourself?

ALL THE TIME

62. Are you a good singer?

No, i mean i’m good, but i’m also nowhere near professional

63. Biggest Fear?

Being alone, being rejected...

64. Are you a gossip?

I mean, i do enjoy some tea time, but i also feel anxious half the time when tea is being spilled lol

65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen?

...American Assassin? Is that dramatic? Endgame? Whats a dramatic movie?!

66. Do you like long or short hair?

LONG LONG LONG

67. Can you name all 50 states of America?

Bitch, i can’t even name like 12

68. Favorite school subject?

English

69. Extrovert or Introvert?

Extroverted Introvert

70. Have you ever been scuba diving?

71. What makes you nervous?

People...

72. Are you scared of the dark?

Yes, tf, if you aren’t I don’t trust you

73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes?

No, if i did I would be correcting people 73 times a day when they say my name

74. Are you ticklish?

Sometimes, in some places. I can turn it off

75. Have you ever started a rumor?

76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?

Lol, i mean, maybe?

77. Have you ever drank underage?

I am the queen of drinking at family parties

78. Have you ever done drugs?

No, but i wanna get high.

79. Who was your first real crush?

Justin Bieber, but like Harry Styles was two weeks later...i was 6

80. How many piercings do you have?

5 technically

81. Can you roll your Rs?“

Yes

82. How fast can you type?

Yes

83. How fast can you run?

I don’t run, tf

84. What color is your hair?

Brown

85. What color is your eyes?

Idk, they were blue, then they were green, then they were hazel, now i think they’re just brown :(

86. What are you allergic to?

Human interaction… but no my favorite flowers, Lilly’s

87. Do you keep a journal?

88. What do your parents do?

My mom was a teacher, and my dad used to work at the DMV

89. Do you like your age?

No, you don’t understand how badly i want to vote

90. What makes you angry?

Ignorance and Selfishness

91. Do you like your own name?

No, but it’s been growing on my ig

92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they?

Yes! I have two lists, one of names I love and another of names i’d be willing to agree to if my partner doesn’t like my favorites.

Girls; Olivia, Amelia, Hazel, Leila, Charlotte, Cove

Boys: Brett, Lincoln, Landon

Unisex; Anderson, Montgomery, Maverick, Ocean, Blake

93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child?

Girl

94. What are you strengths?

Avoiding my problems like they don’t exist

95. What are your weaknesses?

ADD, anxiety, depression, i mean sorta PTSD i guess surrounding some situations

96. How did you get your name?

My dad named me after Kirsten Dunst (Kyrstin), and my middle name is Mackenze bc Marie is a family name but my mom said ‘lets be original’ bc literally like 6 girls in my family have the middle name Marie

97. Were your ancestors royalty?

No, but my great great great great great grandfather created the brick press

98. Do you have any scars?

Yes

99. Color of your bedspread?

Pink

100. Color of your room?

Grey

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Have you ever taken the MBTI, Simons?

ENTJ - T | Commander

MIND: 57% Extraverted | ENERGY: 63% Intuitive | NATURE: 83% Thinking TACTICS: 63% Judging | IDENTITY: 57% Turbulent

Commanders are natural-born leaders. People with this personality type embody the gifts of charisma and confidence, and project authority in a way that draws crowds together behind a common goal. However, Commanders are also characterized by an often ruthless level of rationality, using their drive, determination and sharp minds to achieve whatever end they’ve set for themselves. Perhaps it is best that they make up only three percent of the population, lest they overwhelm the more timid and sensitive personality types that make up much of the rest of the world – but we have Commanders to thank for many of the businesses and institutions we take for granted every day.

Happiness Lies in the Joy of Achievement

If there’s anything Commanders love, it’s a good challenge, big or small, and they firmly believe that given enough time and resources, they can achieve any goal. This quality makes people with the Commander personality type brilliant entrepreneurs, and their ability to think strategically and hold a long-term focus while executing each step of their plans with determination and precision makes them powerful business leaders. This determination is often a self-fulfilling prophecy, as Commanders push their goals through with sheer willpower where others might give up and move on, and their Extraverted (E) nature means they are likely to push everyone else right along with them, achieving spectacular results in the process.

At the negotiating table, be it in a corporate environment or buying a car, Commanders are dominant, relentless, and unforgiving. This isn’t because they are coldhearted or vicious per se – it’s more that Commander personalities genuinely enjoy the challenge, the battle of wits, the repartee that comes from this environment, and if the other side can’t keep up, that’s no reason for Commanders to fold on their own core tenet of ultimate victory.

The underlying thought running through the Commander mind might be something like "I don’t care if you call me an insensitive b*****d, as long as I remain an efficient b*****d".

If there’s anyone Commanders respect, it’s someone who is able to stand up to them intellectually, who is able to act with a precision and quality equal to their own. Commander personalities have a particular skill in recognizing the talents of others, and this helps in both their team-building efforts (since no one, no matter how brilliant, can do everything alone), and to keep Commanders from displaying too much arrogance and condescension. However, they also have a particular skill in calling out others’ failures with a chilling degree of insensitivity, and this is where Commanders really start to run into trouble.

Cultivating the Science of Human Relationships

Emotional expression isn’t the strong suit of any Analyst type, but Commanders’ distance from their emotions is especially public, and felt directly by a much broader swath of people. Especially in a professional environment, Commanders will simply crush the sensitivities of those they view as inefficient, incompetent or lazy. To people with the Commander personality type, emotional displays are displays of weakness, and it’s easy to make enemies with this approach – Commanders will do well to remember that they absolutely depend on having a functioning team, not just to achieve their goals, but for their validation and feedback as well, something Commanders are, curiously, very sensitive to.

Commanders are true powerhouses, and they cultivate an image of being larger than life – and often enough they are. They need to remember though, that their stature comes not just from their own actions, but from the actions of the team that props them up, and that it’s important to recognize the contributions, talents and needs, especially from an emotional perspective, of their support network. Even if they have to adopt a "fake it ‘til you make it" mentality, if Commanders are able to combine an emotionally healthy focus alongside their many strengths, they will be rewarded with deep, satisfying relationships and all the challenging victories they can handle.

Read More Here: https://www.16personalities.com/entj-personality

#(So accurate it's scary.)#(Mun = Advocate. But I dont shove my ideas down people's throats.)

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lavender-hemlock · 4 years

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All of them that don’t get asked, Bwhahaha! -fom K.V. Good luuuuuuuuck lol.

Mun Ask Prompt + Challenge because of course you would

1: How tall or short do you wish you were?

I wish I was as tall as my attitude.

2: What’s your dream pet? (Real or not)

A German Shepherd named Bruno or Nasus.

3: Do you have a favorite clothing style?

Casual/Classic.

4: What was your favorite video game growing up?

Ratchet & Clank/Kingdom Hearts

5: What three things/people do you think of most each day:

Friends. Coffee. College.

6: If you had a warning label, what would yours say?

Caution: Her words hurt.

7: What is your opinion on [insert person/thing here]?

It’s Valentine’s this week so.. I think love is deserving for yourself before others.

You’re worth that.

8: What is your Greek personality type? [Sanguine, Phlegmatic, Choleric, or Melancholic]

Melancholic.

(Break inserted here for the sake of others.)

9: Are you ticklish?

Dreadfully.

10: Are you allergic to anything?

My skin gets irritated if wax rests on it. I wax my eyebrows.

11: What’s your sexuality?

Pansexual.

12: Do you prefer tea, coffee, or cocoa?

All three?

13: Are you a cat or dog person?

Dog, if I had to choose.

14: Would you rather be a vampire, elf, or merperson?

Vampire. I’m nocturnal enough. Sun already hates me.

15: Do you have a favorite Youtuber?

Creamheroes. (It’s a youtube channel about an owner that has 7 cats.)

16: How tall are you?

5′0.

17: If you had to change your name, what would you change it to?

Claire.

18: How much do you weigh? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]

125

19: Do you believe in ghosts/spirits?

Sometimes?

20: Do you like space or the ocean more?

Ocean.

21: Are you religious?

Yes! Christian.

22: Pet peeves?

Hearing people eat, attention seeking.

23: Would you rather be nocturnal or diurnal [opposite of nocturnal]?24: Favorite constellation?

Cygnus

25: Favorite star?

A registered one my best friends gave me for my birthday. It was named something stupid.. Like “cloud”.

26: Do you like ball-jointed dolls?

No. 27: Any phobias or fears?

Height phobia. Fear of needles.

28: Do you think global warming is real?

Yes/no. Effects are proven, but media/proof is watered down by subjectives.

29: Do you believe in reincarnation?

Not really.

30: Favorite movie?

Princess Bride.

31: Do you get scared easily?

No, it varies on my energy. If I’m very awake, sure. If I’m dead tired, I’m not phased.

32: How many pets have you owned in your lifetime?

Four. All have passed due to old age only, and I’m thankful for that.

33: Blog rate? [You’ll rate the blog of the one who’s asking.]

10/10 for your “extra” personality. @kazexvoss

34: What is a color that calms you?

Cerulean.

35: Where would you like to travel and/or live?

Travel to Italy, live somewhere cold.

36: Where were you born?

Somewhere hot.

37: What is your eye color?

Green.

38: Introvert or extrovert?

Both.

39: Do you believe in horoscopes and zodiacs?

I think they have coincidences and they are fun to read.

40: Hugs or kisses?

Hugs.

41: Who is someone you would like to see/visit right now?

@palaceofthedeadmemes needs a hug before I beat him for not sleeping.

42: Who is someone you love deeply?

My fiance.

43: Any piercings you want?

Nope, fear of needles.

44: Do you like tattoos and piercings?

Nope, fear of needles. I like looking at others who have either.

45: Do you smoke or have you ever done so?

I do not smoke anymore. It was weed for awhile.

46: Talk about your crush, if you have one!

My fiance is smart, patient, and fair. He’s able to stand his ground when I’m being stubborn, and knows when I just need caffeine. True love is when offers to make coffee just because of how I seem.

47: What is a sound you really hate?

Chewing. Lip smacking.

48: A sound you really love?

A violin singing.

49: Can you do a backflip?

Maybe to break something.

50: Can you do the splits?

Yeah! Probably really slowly.

51: Favorite actor and/or actress?

Mark Hamil / Johnny Depp .

52: Favorite movie?

53: How are you feeling right now?

Melancholy. I wish I was writing atm.

54: What color would you like your hair to be right now?

Lavender. I would want to dye it if there was a lack of care for “professionalism” with my job.

55: When did you feel happiest?

December 26th

56: Something that calms you down?

Music, dogs, tea.

57: Have any mental disorders? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]

Anxiety.

58: What does your URL mean?

Lavender-Hemlock symbolizes the color of her infamous hair, and a poison that looks like a flower.

59: What three words describe you the most?

Empathetic, analytical, passionate.

60: Do you believe in evolution?

Of course.

61: What makes you unfollow a blog?

I don’t do it often, but I’ve unfollowed when someone put their foot in their mouth on a topic they shouldn’t have spoken about.

62: What makes you follow a blog?

When the content is similar, if I’ve seen them in my notes a good bit. It doesn’t take much.

63: Favorite kind of person:

Someone who is just caring of others. Humans that are aware other people are human.

64: Favorite animal(s):

Lions and tigers and bears- oh my! I tend to like owls too.

65: Name three of your favorite blogs.

@palaceofthedeadmemes, @kazexvoss, @tiergan-vashir.

66: Favorite emote:

:ok_hand:

67: Favorite meme:

Ugandan Knuckles.

68: What is your MBTI personality type?

INFJ.

69: What is your star sign?

Libra

70: Can your dog roll over on command, if you have a dog?

No, he only wants to play.

71: What outfit out of all your clothes do you like to wear the most?

My cardigan over a t-shirt with jeans.

73: Do you have platform shoes?

Nope.

74: What is one random but interesting fact about yourself?

75: Can you do a front flip?

I couldn’t do a back flip- how could I do it forward?

76: Do you like birds?

They are so loud..

77: Do you like to swim?

Yes!

78: Is swimming or ice skating more fun to you?

Swimming is fun, and ice skating would be painful.

79: Something you wish didn’t exist:

Racists.

80: Some thing you wish did exist:

Better healthcare.

81: Piercings you have?

N o n e.

82: Something you really enjoy doing:

Doing content on games. RP is fun- but sometimes I do just want to do roulettes or something with others.

83: Favorite person to talk to (Pick someone you didn’t name):

@passage-of-arms

84: What was your first impression of Tumblr?

Everyone devotes to the pool of creativity with tons of writing and different perspectives.

85: How many followers do you have?

518

86: Can you run a mile within ten minutes?

Barely?

87: Do your socks always match?

Yes. Always.

88: Can you touch your toes and keep your legs straight completely?

Yes!

89: What is your birthstone?

Opal

90: If you were an animal, which one would you be?

Caracal.

91: If a flower could aesthetically represent you, what kind would it be?

Hydrangeas

92: A store you hate?

Claire’s. Like a rainbow of fake plastic sequins threw up.

93: How many cups of coffee can you drink in one day?

Three. Though I am advised this is not good for your health.

94: Would you rather be able to fly or read minds?

Read minds. Though it would probably be concerning to hear the things people don’t say.

95: Do you like to wear camo?

Not particularly.

96: Winter or summer?

Winter. Snow. Cold. Ice.

97: How long can you hold your breath for?

30ish seconds?

98: Least favorite person?

I can only see this question as a target for a bullseye, so..

Someone who is extremely fake in their behaviors to negate any past actions of abuse they have inflicted on other people. The type of person that spends their time taking primarily lewd photographs to get attention without regards of decency for any amount.

99: Someone you look up to:

Not sure.

100: A store you love?

Yankee Candle. I love candles.

101: Favorite type of shoes?

Boots

102: Where do you live?

USA.

103: Are you a vegetarian or vegan? If so, why?

Nope!

104: What is your favorite mineral or gem?

Amethyst.

105: Do you drink milk?

Yep!

106: Do you like bugs?

No.

107: Do you like spiders?

NO!

108: Something you get paranoid about?

If I said something wrong.

109: Can you draw:

I can! I just haven’t in awhile.

110: Nosiest question you have ever been asked?

Probably about a name basis on something, like, “So who are ___?”

111: A question you hate being asked?

I don’t have one?

112: Ever been bitten by a spider?

I can’t recall?

113: Do you like the sound of waves at the beach?

Absolutely.

114: Do you prefer cloudy or sunny days?

Cloudy

115: Someone you’d like to kiss or cuddle right now:

Fiance.

116: Favorite cloud type:

Storm clouds.

117: What color do you wish the sky was?

Blue is fine!

118: Do you have freckles?

Yes, so many.

119: Favorite thing about a person:

Compassion.

120: Fruits or vegetables?

Fruits!

121: Something you want to do right now:

Write

122: Is the ocean or sky prettier?

Depends on the time and weather.

123: Sweet or sour foods?

Sweet!

124: Bright or dim lights?

Dim.

125: Do you believe in a certain magical creature?

Sadly no.

126: Something you hate about Tumblr:

Everyone is a critic, and some feel entitled to their opinion.

127: Something you love about Tumblr:

The many views and varying content.

128: What do you think about the least?

Probably something I’m not thinking about right now.

129: What would you want written on your tombstone?

“She was loved.”

130: Who would you like to punch in the face right now?

Uhh..

131: What is something you love but also hate about yourself?

My brain.

132: Do you smile with your teeth showing for pictures?

Sometimes.

133: Computer or TV?

Computer.

134: Do you like roller coasters?

Kinda..? I go on them, but I’m terrified.

135: Do you get motion sickness or seasickness?

Motion sickness with a migraine.

136: Are your ears lobed or attached?

Lobed.

137: Do you believe in karma?

Yeah.

138: On a scale of 1-10, how attractive would you say you are?

139: What nicknames do you have/have had?

“Bean” for coffee bean. Starlight.

140: Did you have any pretend or imaginary friends?

Nope.

141: Have you ever seen a therapist/shrink?

Nope.

142: Would you say you are a good or bad influence to others?

I’d like to say good. I encourage others to speak freely and just be themselves- unless you’re just rude.

143: Do you prefer giving or receiving gifts/help?

Giving. Receiving gives me anxiety lol.

144: What makes you angry?

Ignorance.

145: How many languages do you speak fluently?

146: Do you prefer boys, girls, and/or non-binaries?

I prefer boys.

147: Are you androgynous?

Nope.

148: Favorite physical thing about yourself:

Eyes.

149: Favorite thing about your personality:

150: Name three people you would like to talk to right now in person.

@aurorahawklight, @impure-ivory, @sangria-fangs

151: If you could go back into time and live in one era, which would you choose?

Renaissance

152: Do you like BuzzFeed?

Too many ads.

153: How did you meet your spouse/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner? [If you have one.]

I met them working a temporary retail job. He was working temporarily there with a bachelors. We had no business ever meeting or ever working there for all our experience- but we did. Its so special to have that coincidence to be in that right place and time.

154: Do you like to kiss others’ foreheads or hands for platonic reasons?

Forehead kisses are so so endearing- but I don’t give affection freely.

155: Do you like to play with others’ hair?

Yes.

156: What embarrasses you?

Falls in confidence that brings insecurity.

157: Something that makes you nervous/anxious:

Crowds.

158: Biggest lie you have ever told:

I’m fine.

159: How many people are you following?

300- even. Wow.

160: How many posts do you have on your blog(s)?

1,911

161: How many drafts do you have on your blog(s)?

162: How many likes do you have on your blog(s)?

5, 817

163: Last time you cried and why:

Two days ago. Stress.

164: Do you have long or short hair?

Long!

165: Longest your hair has ever been:

Mid-lower back.

166: Why do you like, dislike, or have neutral feelings about religion?

I like religion because it is the sacred beliefs that are worshiped or dedicated to. It’s a choice.

But, I dislike religion because it brings all manners of people who disrespect other religions, or cause people to react hatefully.

167: Do you really care how the universe and world was created?

Yeah.

168: Do you like to wear makeup?

Just eyeliner. I just gotta wing it.

Get it?

169: Can you stand on your hands or head for more than thirty seconds?

Maybe?

170: Did you answer the questions you were asked truthfully?

Yeah!

@kazexvoss, another example that I am no coward from any challenge posed.

However, I’m not going to lie, pretty sure I lost like 1/3 of my energy doing this. Thanks for the ask nerd.

#mun prompt #TAPROMPTS #had to edit to add the line break because tumblr is stupid

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cottagehaunt · 5 years

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🌻🍄 introduction 🍄🌻

hi my name is sarah!

i’m 18 (but i feel like im 83), ☀️ sag 🌙 cap ↗️ sag

i’m nonbinary, agender to be specific, and i use they/them pronouns

i’m an agnostic witch with a focus on chaos and green magic, as well as energy work

i do art, mainly oil painting, printmaking, and drawing. i play guitar, ukulele, and various percussion instruments. i’m kinda a jack-of-all-trades

i’m studying to become an ASL interpreter

i’ve got fibromyalgia, anxiety, and bipolar ii (i’m just mentioning it here bc i might post about it sometimes)

i post mainly cottage/goblin/grandma/nature/crowcore, witchcraft stuff, my art, and some political stuff (i try to tag everything but i forget a lot)

i’m really good at remembering my dreams and i can sometimes lucid dream

i have a cat named salem (all black w 2 white toes) and she’s dumb and wonderful and i’m pretty sure she sees ghosts/thinks humans are ghosts. i love her more than life itself.

i like making friends and talking to people so don’t be scared to just start a conversation with me :)

p.s. i tag political stuff, blood, death-related, mental health-related, and food because i know those things can all be really triggering for some people. if you have requests for things you’d like me to tag, feel free to send an ask/dm!

#cottagehaunt #witchcraft #chaos magic #green witch #storm witch #chaos witch #cottage witch #cottagecore #grandmacore #naturecore #crowcore #artists on tumblr #dirtcore #farmcore #countryside

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youknowmymethods · 5 years

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Content Creator Interview #10

We’re back after a not-quite-as long-as-Sherlock hiatus to bring you @theleftpill‘s interview with @kstewmanipulation, well known amongst Sherlolly shippers for her beautiful photo manipulations, and her distinct romantic - even dreamlike - style. Together they chat about inspiration, @kstewmanipulation ’s favourite pieces, and what it is about Sherlock and Sherlolly that’s so compelling.

kstewmanipulation: Hello theleftpill! I also wish you a very happy New Year! Let it be full of wonderful and amazing moments. Thank you for your questions, I'm so excited. So come on!

theleftpill: What are your inspirations? Do you pull only from the show, or do you find inspiration in your day to day life?

kstewmanipulation: If we're talking about Sherlock, I'm inspired only by the relationship between the characters and the connections that are built in the show. Also I'm often inspired by music: when I hear a particular song, there becomes an image in my head with my favourite characters and then I transfer it all into a digital version.

theleftpill: Do you work professionally in graphics? How did you learn photomanipulation?

kstewmanipulation: I'm a designer, so I can say: Yes, I work professionally.

I learned photomanipulation during the constant practice. Working, working and working. But even now I don't always like the end result.

theleftpill: How did you develop your trademark look: the glowing auras, the silvery outlines?

kstewmanipulation: It was a very long search, but it's also a very popular technique in works of digital photographers. In addition, this technique makes it possible to create more realistic and voluminous works. Glare creates light, and light helps create volume, it's simple.

theleftpill: How do you choose when to add text? How do you decide how to incorporate it within the image?

kstewmanipulation: I'm adding a text when I realize that it's impossible not to add it. I do it 'cause I want people to see what I put in a particular image. You need text when you need to enhance the perception.

theleftpill: Most of your work is the Sherlolly ship; what draws you to this pairing? To the characters?

kstewmanipulation: Many people have already written a lot about this couple. A lot of analysis, theories and other things. I don't want to write about the same things again. I love them for the same things that all of the Sherlolly fans do for. I'll only say that I'm very impressed with how the writers built their line of relations in the show.

theleftpill: Do you ship them yourself, or do you just enjoy creating for that ship?

kstewmanipulation: I'm a huge fan of them. I almost never do works with pairings that don't inspire me, that I'm not interested in.

theleftpill: Do you create the images with a story in mind, a full narrative, or are they just a moment in time?

kstewmanipulation: More often it is a thoughtful moment of time. But sometimes there is the whole story that I wanted to reflect in the work. For example, here are two works which main idea can be safely used by someone to write a fanfic:

http://kstewmanipulation.tumblr.com/post/179956510018

http://kstewmanipulation.tumblr.com/post/179144947428

I've lined up a whole chain of events and the development of relations between the characters. There's another work in this collection that I've not posted in my blog yet, and I really don't know why. Or Molly's images in Sherlock's Mind Palace. There's a story for them too, but everyone sees his own something and that's fine. This is why pictures are created: to make us see in them our own stories.

theleftpill: The “…passion…” series: what inspired that? What sparked the visual look of it?

kstewmanipulation: I've been wanting to do something passionate with this couple. Passionate, but not vulgar and frank. And then I came across the images from the promo for the play "Romeo and Juliet" with Lily James and Richard Madden and the whole puzzle came together for me into a single picture.

theleftpill: Do you have a favourite work of yours? Is there one you wish you could do over?

kstewmanipulation: It's always hard to choose something best from your own works. But for me the most beloved ones are those that I made immediately after the end of the Season 4 of the show. When all the people were still under the impression of what they saw and discovered.

I like to fantasize about how Molly and Sherlock might have met after that fateful call from Sherrinford. And I have a lot of works on this subject. But I think the favourite one is the one I did as the cover for the Russian-language fanfic of Eleanor White ( @lady-elora ), just about this meeting. Here it is:

http://kstewmanipulation.tumblr.com/post/169741195788/kstewmanipulation-the-final-problem

I gave a lot of energy and emotions to this work, so it's dear to me. Also I advise you to see the post, which also marked my favourite works and explained why exactly:

http://kstewmanipulation.tumblr.com/post/165115224643/tagged-by-elennemigo-thank-you-dear-repost

theleftpill: What do you find so motivating or inspiring about the show Sherlock? When did you first start watching? What keeps you interested in the show?

kstewmanipulation: I started watching Sherlock from the very beginning of its translation on the TV. Thanks to God, it had been shown in our country at the same time as in GB. (Thanks to our channel-owners for buying the rights to the show). First, like all of the people maybe, I was interested in the unusual portrayal of Sherlock, then in his relationships with John and others. But the more I watched the series, the more I felt involved in what was left behind the scenes. All of those little things between our favourite couple.

And the most inspiring thing in the series for me is how characters changed and developed. Sherlock, John, Molly, Mycroft. It's a pleasure to watch the characters open up to us. There's a very very good development of the characters in this show indeed. And I love all the characters very much. Not only Sherlock and Molly, but also John... no matter how controversial he was in the last season... and Mycroft, who turned out to be able to suffer and love.

As Sherlock said, "We're all just human", and that's fine.

theleftpill: What do you like about the fandom? What keeps you motivated to create for this fandom?

kstewmanipulation: Personalities. I'm inspired by personalities and relationships between them. By the development of their characters. In this respect, the show is brilliant, honestly.

Questions from other bloggers:

@writingwife-83 asked: I’m curious, are there any other forms of art you enjoy creating as well as photo manips? Like drawing or painting? And thank you for all your amazing contributions to the ship! Your photo manips for Sherlolly are some of the best I’ve ever seen, and so inspiring!

kstewmanipulation: Thank you for such a question! I draw in real life with acrylic and pastel. Artistic creativity is both my profession and hobby. If you are interested in it you can see my Instagram, all of my works are there: https://www.instagram.com/olyatwin/

In digital art, I sometimes do manipulation for some other fandoms or just on a free theme.

@ohaine asked: What’s your starting point for a piece? Do you begin with a definite idea, or do you wait until you find inspiration in an image?

kstewmanipulation: I always start with an idea. They are constantly in my head - all the things I want to show the world. And only after I decide what an idea I want to implement, I begin to search for suitable material. But sometimes the opposite happens: first you find some image that inspires you, and the story begins to build around it. It always happens in different ways.

Thank you for your interest in my creativity! It's very nice when it finds a response in someone's minds and hearts.

Next week, Friday 03 May 2019, @likingthistoomuch puts @ohaine (eek!!) under the spotlight.

#content creator interviews #Sherlock #sherlolly #theleftpill #kstewmanipulation

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next-gen-ninja-official · 5 years

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Season 1: Next Gen Ninja Episode 4: Night Life

(Sorry for the delay! Uncontrollable circumstances happened last week! I hope you enjoy this chapter and that it makes up for the delay!)

Everyone was at Skylor's table, eating breakfast. However, it was oddly silent. Somehow, the Smith siblings were just as quiet as Lucas. Zack wasn't even touching — or zapping — his food.

To Skylor, something was definitely up, and she sighed, putting down her chopsticks, "What's going on?"

The kids all turned to look at her.

"Out with it," Skylor crossed her arms, "Clearly something happened as Spike and Amber are never silent and last time I checked, Lucas didn't have a cut on his cheek."

The kids then looked at each other, then Lucas, causing the boy to sigh. "Alright," he muttered, "It started when I ran off in the middle of the night…"

*****

Outside a window, Lucas hid, ducking down in case anyone may see him. Watt was following close by and watch as his friend zipped up his jacket and pulled on the hood. Being black, even the dragon had a bit of difficulty seeing the boy's torso. It was definitely better than leaving his white shirt exposed, as it was much brighter and more obvious in the dark. "Come on," the boy soon told the dragon in a hushed whisper, "I need you to see if anyone is inside."

With a yip, the Energy Dragon climbed on top of the boy and hopped into the windowsill. After a little bit, Watt turned to Lucas and purred, smiling.

"Good job Watt," Lucas praised, standing up. The boy then checked the window, testing if it was locked. Unfortunately for him, it was. But things were about to get worse.. as he failed to notice his sister running up behind him.

“There you are!” She whisper-shouted. “You know how worried I was?! I can’t believe you’d put yourself in such danger!”

"Luna," Lucas whispered, looking at her, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I lied but… I knew you'd try to stop me and unfortunately we are the only people with any idea what happened to our parents. I'm not saying I want to do this Luna. I'm saying that I need to do this. Whether you help me or not is up to you but.. I-I can't let Mom and Dad be captured or worse! I just.." The boy went down to a mumble, his sister's powers allowing her to hear, "I just want everyone to be safe.."

The girl sighed, taking her brothers hands, “Lucas, I understand that.. but we’d be way more likely to save them if we had help."

"I TOLD YOU WE SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN UP EARLIER!" a familiar voice shouted, "THEY GOT HERE FIRST!"

"Shut up Spike," another familiar voice spoke up, "At least I'm not drawing attention."

"Powerhoarder," Spike grumbled.

"Well," Lucas looked at the two arguing between each other, then Luna, "I guess they're our help. I mean.. Dad said we were all a team, right?.."

Luna sighed, rubbing her forehead in annoyance, “Guess so..”

"Spike, Amber," Lucas called out to them, "Come on, we need your help."

"Of course you do," Spike smirked before running over.

"Please, he needs me more!" Amber countered as she ran over as well.

Lucas gave a sigh and spoke to them in a whisper as they got close, "Just keep your voices down." After getting a raised eyebrow from one sibling and an eye roll from the other, Lucas turned back to the window, attempting to open it. Fortunately, it seemed to be unlocked.

Sliding open the window, Lucas climbed inside, taking his time. He wanted to be as quiet as possible. Luna followed suit, seemingly getting the message. As for Amber and Spike, They were both trying to get in at the same time and ending up stuck.

"Move your big head and ego!" whispered-shouted Amber to her brother, "I'm trying to get through!"

"Then get your body out of the way!" Spike snapped back in a whisper.

Lucas turned around to put a finger to his lips towards them as he snuck around. With their small, shared space, however, the two siblings didn't really care. That is, until they finally fell inside the building after an uncomfortably long shuffling match. Luna shook her head at the scene while they dusted themselves off.

"Hey, isn't this the room Dad was put in?" Amber quietly pointed out, looking around.

Almost everything seemed as if Kai had never been there, though. It was odd really. Hard to imagine anything happened, but it left Lucas in thought. How could they possibly be left without a trace of him or even hear nothing at all? He tried to wrap his head around it, yet nothing added up.

"Yeah, it is," Luna mumbled as she looked around.

A yip was then heard followed by some scratching. Lucas hurried over to crouch over where his dragon was. Watt yipped at him then scratched underneath the couch. "Hey guys," Lucas whispered, "I think Watt found something. We need to move the couch though."

"Alright, then move out of the way," her quietly huffed, going to the left side of the couch to pull it from the wall, with little success.

"I'll help," Lucas offered in a soft voice.

Amber huffed at this, her pride attacked. She did not resist Lucas, however, as she knew she couldn't move the couch on her own. If only Spike wasn't there to watch.

Spike oddly enough, wasn't watching. He was unlocking the door. "I'm going ahead," he turned to the others and spoke in barely a whisper, "After all, I have fire powers, I can see in the dark." Before anyone could say anything, he turned the knob and opened the door while producing a small fire in his other hand to see with.

"Wait!" Lucas called out, "I'm coming too!" He hurried over, leaving the couch to the two girls and the dragon.

"Then hurry up, slowpoke," the other boy huffed, allowing Lucas to catch up.

"Of course they leave us here," Amber mumbled, "Now come help with the couch, will you?"

“Watt, what do you smell?” Luna looked at the small creature.

'Smells a bit like a human.. and bad,' the dragon gave a bit of a growl at the end.

"Hey, I think I see my dad's phone under here," Amber whisper-yelled to Luna as she looked under the couch..

“Does it look cracked? If so, we can assume there was a struggle.”

"Yeah, it took a hit," Amber pulled it out from under the couch, pressing the power button, "Yet it still works, if you count being in 'Emergency Signal Mode', whatever that is. It won't even open without some program activation, which is dumb if you can't open the phone."

"Well, let's take it with us," Luna suggested, "Lucas might know something."

*****

As the girls were busy in the first room they entered, the boys were exploring the room they had been gathered in. Nothing seemed out of place, but they couldn't leave a single place unchecked.

"See anything?" Spike asked, deciding nothing important was in any of the drawers of the furniture.

"No," Lucas sighed as he checked the windows, all of which were locked. This only made things more confusing for the boy. How did his suspect get in?..

"Then let's move on," Spike suggested, "Maybe we can try and follow where everyone's parents are."

"But that won't be easy unless we split up," Lucas brought up,"If only we had more help."

"Well, we don't," Spike brought up, "Now I'm heading where my uncle went. You check the kitchen."

Lucas sighed, "I can't see."

"Aren't you supposed to be able to use that 'Gold Powder' or whatever?" Spike raised an eyebrow.

"Golden Power," Lucas corrected, "As far as controlling it.. well.." He gave a sheepish look, "That's debatable at best…"

"Well, you're on your own," Spike then walked off, leaving Lucas in the dark.

Lucas shook his head and stuck to the lighting provided by the windows as he looked for a reasonable path to find the kitchen.

It wasn't long before he saw a couple of light shining down the hall. Quickly, he turned to see not only the source of the light, but someone accompanying it.

"Greetings," the small Nindroid smiled, not at all whispering, "Jewel told me to come find you and the others who ran off. She was worried for your safety."

"Can you at least keep it down?" Lucas whispered, trying not to draw attention.

"Lucas," Jewel spoke in a hushed manner, "we should head back."

"How did you even get here?" Lucas asked in a hushed tone, concerned.

"We walked through the front door along with Zack and Lilly," Robert replied on a lower volume setting, "They were concerned about all of you, so they joined us."

"... We're not alone," Lucas mumbled, eyes wide.

"What do you mean?" Jewel asked, confused, "We're all in the building."

"I believe," a voice spoke up from seemingly nowhere, not at all hushed, "he meanss me." From behind, a large white snake revealed itself, fading into view, "I mussst apologize, I thought I'd be alone here, ssso I'm ssorry to ssay that I can't let you leave here alive." The snake glared at them with its last comment, pulling from its side one of the four Silver Fangblades.

"Pythor," Lucas growled, now speaking normally, "I had a feeling you did this." Then he turned to Jewel and Robert, "RUN!"

The kids didn't waste a second. They all ran off to escape the snake. Eventually, they locked themselves into one of the music rooms, hiding amidst the instruments and equipment from the Anacondrai that lurked in the hall.

"Now what?" whispered Jewel, "We can't go back out there!"

Lucas was sparking with green energy, as he tried to stay calm, mumbling to himself, "I can't believe I said that…"

"It is preferred that you take deep breaths to relax," Robert smiled, speaking quietly.

Lucas nodded a bit, and after a few minutes, his breathing became more regulated, the Sparks gone. "Th-thanks," he mumbled, "Not that it helps with Pythor.."

"Speaking of which, what are we going to do about Pythor?" Jewel asked.

"If we do not act, it is 83% likely Pythor will attack the rest of us," Robert responded, "If we run now, there is a 77% chance he will capture us."

"The others!" Jewel gasped, "I almost forgot about them! We have to do something!"

Lucas was silent for a minute then spoke up, "Wh-what if we fight him?"

"Are you crazy?!" Jewel whisper-yelled, "I can't even do a ground pound!"

Lucas sighed, "Well, crazy runs in my family. You can blame my dad for passing that on, but we can't let Pythor get to the others. In fact, I may have a plan, but we will have to split up. Robert will come with me and show me where my father went while you go and warn the others, Jewel."

"Alright, but I don't like this," with that, Jewel carefully made her way to the door to unlock it and snuck out, closing it behind her and ran off to find the others. As for Lucas and Robert, the former of the two signaled the latter to wait. Pythor may be waiting for them.

*****

It was about ten minutes before Lucas headed towards the door, nodding for Robert to come with him. The Nindroid did so, and they quietly made their way out.

"Follow me," the Nindroid quietly instructed as he headed down the hall.

*****

"Guys!" Jewel whisper-yelled to Luna, Amber, and Zack, who had found them earlier, "We have a problem and need to leave!"

"What?!" Amber almost rose above a whisper-yell.

"Pythor is here," Jewel quickly explained, "We need to leave, he's going to kill us! Lucas has a plan, but we need to leave now! Where's Spike and Lilly?!"

"We.. don't know…" Luna mumbled, "Last one who saw Spike was Lucas…".

'I can help!' Watt yipped before sniffing the air and running out the door before yipping at Jewel, 'Follow me!'

"Alright, I'll admit it, I really wish I had a dragon," Jewel spoke to no one in particular while looking at Watt before turning back to the humans in the room, "Come on! We're following a dragon."

"Well of course," Amber rolled her eyes, "Spike is the stupid one after all."

"Lilly.." Zack mumbled, seemingly looking at Jewel.

There was then a whine from the dragon as it backed into the room.

"Huh?" Jewel looked at the dragon then out into the hall to see not just Lilly and Spike, but a Serpentine holding them.

"Ssorry," Pythor grinned, "I've sseem to have forgotten my invitation."

"LET ME GO!" Spike shouted as he tried to kick the Anacondrai, his arms currently held against his body just as Lilly's were.

Jewel started backing up, "Stay back!"

"Why, that'sss no way to treat a guesst," the Serpentine slithered closer, the Silver Fangblade in a sheath against his side.

*****

"Sore wa doko ni aru?! (Where is it?!)" Lucas was looking up down the hall, mumbling to himself, "I swear I checked every room!"

"My scanner indicates an object has been placed under the carpet," Robert announced.

"LET ME GO!"

Lucas looked up, "Spike.. Robert, we need to hurry, please show me where you found the object."

"Certainly," the Nindroid smiled, happy to help.

*****

The two kids were then tossed into the group as Pythor grabbed the Fangblade he brought with him. "Now," he chuckled, "I shall sssee to your demisse."

As the children, and the dragon, got ready to defend themselves, Pythor swung his tail from behind to knock them all back and onto the ground.

Spike was the first to try and get up, being met by a Fangblade in-between his eyes.

"Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you," the snake spoke, yet his strike was interrupted.

"PYTHOR!" a familiar voice rang out.

"Lucas?!" Luna knew her brother anywhere, but what was he thinking?! "Lucas, get out of here!" she begged.

The Anacondrai turned to face the child who called his name. "Sso, the brat really had hisss own little brat," the serpent hissed, "How.. annoying!"

"Not as annoying as you!" the child retorted.

While the Anacondrai was focused on Lucas, Robert snuck by to get to the others and spoke at a low volume, "You must leave now, follow me."

The dragon whined, worried for Lucas, and looked to the boy.

"It will be alright," the Nindroid replied, "We must leave now so that if he needs help, we can do so."

In the end, they reluctantly agreed to escape through the window the first few of them entered, Luna praying to the Golden Dragon that her brother will make it out.

*****

The Anacondrai quickly knocked Lucas to the floor, pinning him with his tail. A hiss escaped his scaly lips as he tried to stab the boy, who moved at the last second, instead leaving a long scratch down his cheek. Blood began to leak from it.

"If you won't stay still," the snake wrapped his tail around the boy, lifting him, "Then I'll make you!" The boy was then thrown against a wall.

Lucas was in pain, he hurt all over, but he couldn't let Luna get captured.. as Pythor will surely kill her. He brought out the golden dagger Robert helped him find and after mumbling a quick prayer, got up and ran to attack.

Blade met Fangblade. The boy struggled against the superior strength of the serpent. He feet was then knocked from under him by Pythor's tail. If he died today, Lucas hoped it was worth it.

Once again, the Anacondrai held him down, this time around his neck, making it hard for.the boy to breathe, the dagger dropping from his hand as he tried to pry the Serpentine's tail off of himself.

He could hear the chuckling of the Anacondrai. It hurt, but not as much as the regret he felt. Why did he think he could do this?! Why did Luna ever believe in him?! 'What would she tell me?..' he thought to himself as he closed his eyes, 'What would Mom and Dad say?..'

'I believe in you Lucas, I know you can do it! You're stronger than you know! Nothing can hold my brother back when he puts his mind to it!'

'Everyone has an inner strength, Lucas. It may take time ta find, but if you keep your heart open, I know you shall stronger than even your father.'

'Remember, it's not about the strength of the ninja in the fight, it's about the strength of the fight in the ninja! So, no matter what, you must always get back up and show the world you won't back down!'

'They're right,' Lucas opened his eyes, 'I can't give in. But what can I do?.. I already feel my breath getting shorter… Pythor is way too strong to face alone! But.. I'm not really alone am I?.. In a way, my dad, my mom and even Luna are by my side. So, I can do this! I have to for them!' He then looked to the Anacondrai, a growing face of determination setting in as the Serpentine grinned, 'I will win! I won't give in!' Then, his eyes went blank. A golden glow surrounding the boy as he took hold of the snake's tail.

The Anacondrai hissed and pulled back his tail as he felt the child's hands become as hot as a stovetop. "I'll get you for that!" Pythor glared at the boy who picked up the dagger, but got no response from them. Unless a flaming dagger counted as one.

The child ran at the snake, jumping over its tail as it slashed the flaming dagger across the Serpentine's chest. Another hiss erupted from the snake as it slithered back. It attempted to rush the boy, that is until a fireball found its way in front of him, coming from the boy's other hand. The boy then jumped and kicked the snake in the head with a flaming kick. It was an understatement to say that the Serpentine didn't expect this.

The Anacondrai soon cloaked itself with its surroundings, but the boy wasn't afraid. Putting the dagger in his pocket, he instead set the area around him on fire and spread it to chase away the Anacondrai.

The boy waited for it to return, but Pythor never came back. The other kids, however, did, and Lilly was quick to put out the fires as Lucas regain his awareness, shaking and holding his head, wishing his headache would go away, wherever it came from. In fact, where had Pythor gone?..

"Lucas!" Luna ran to her brother, "Are you ok?! Robert apparently had infrared sensors and holographic imaging technology that could see what was going on! He said Pythor was choking you then you burned him and fought back and even scared him away!"

"Luna," Lucas mumbled, "I have a headache, please limit the amount of sentences I have to process.."

His sister sighed, "You were being choked by Pythor and I'm guessing your Golden Power acted up, are you ok?"

"Yeah," Lucas nodded, "I would like to take a nap for the sake of relaxing, though."

"Well, Amber found something you should look at," Luna added, "It can wait until tomorrow morning though, I'm just glad you're ok."

"Come on everyone, let's get out of here," Jewel suggested and for once, everyone agreed.

*****

Once the kids were done finishing their story, Skylor sighed. She had her eyes closed, thinking of what to say for several minutes before finally saying something and looking at them, "You all could have been seriously hurt. For that, I'm disappointed in all of you for even thinking you should do that. On the other hand, I should expect as much from Lloyd's son. My mother told me the Elemental Masters had their patterns, but in terms of Energy, I could never have dreamed how determined they are. 'Making the impossible look easy' is how it's usually described. I'd also like to mention that another side of me is proud of all of you for working together and being able to handle such a scenario. Not that I'd want it to happen again. So, I've decided that this event will go under the rug, but next time, you better tell me when something is going on. You'll need equipment after all."

At the last sentence Skylor spoke, the kids looked at each other. Were they going to be actual Ninja-In-Training?! That also reminded Amber about her discovery.

"By the way," Amber spoke up, "Dad's phone said something about a NEBBS program, does anyone know what it is and how to use it?"

Skylor, Lucas, and Luna all seemed to perk up upon hearing "NEBBS".

"It's an acronym, Amber," Skylor looked to her daughter, "It stands for Ninja Emergency Biosign Broadcast System. Your father said it was based off technology they used back when they were in training on the Bounty. Mr. Borg just revised it into NEBBS, but as far as how to use it, we need not only his phone but someone with the program, which I personally don't have access to. You can thank your grandfather for that, Amber. They thought I might pose a potential risk to the system."

"Well," Lucas spoke up, "I have a copy of NEBBS on my laptop. Never used it before but Dad made me have it on my laptop and desktop."

"Then it looks like we may just have found a way to locate them," Skylor spoke up.

#ninjago #ninjago fanfiction #ninjago fanfic #ninjago au #ninjago au fanfic #next gen ninja #ninjago au fanfiction

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victuurikatsu · 5 years

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@wewritevictuuri prompt #83: “It’s always been you.”

Victor never had issues with falling asleep. He could fall asleep at the drop of hat anywhere and everywhere. It didn’t matter whether or not it was open or cramped spaces, coach or first class seats on airplanes, even buck naked in an onsen, he was once even caught fast asleep on a bench at the rink.

He thought it was a gift being able to sleep the way he did, but that soon went out the window the moment he was alert enough to hear Yuuri murmuring beside him, “God, it’s always been you. You’re so delicious. I won’t tell Victor if you don’t.” And more than ever, Victor wished he was still fast asleep.

He thought for a moment that he was dreaming still, but when he peered over at the clock to see 6:00am greeting him, he knew that wasn’t the case. Yuuri wasn’t far from him, he was delicately bundled up in their shared comforter, a goofy grin on his face, black lashes that hung closer to his cheekbones, a sign that he was still fast asleep. Giggling started to fill the room from Yuuri who tossed himself over to lay on his other side.

“We’ll get caught if we keep going on like this, I have to have you now.” Yuuri whined drearily, licking his lips. “It’s just been so long.”

“Like hell it has!” Victor hissed. “Hey, Yuuri. Yuuri!”

The russian found himself trying to shake awake the Japanese man before him, desperate to know who the hell he was dreaming about. He was hurt, confused, and utterly intrigued in spite of it all. Who the hell would tantalize Yuuri in such a way that it couldn’t have been him?

Suddenly, it dawned on him, maybe Yuuri had found someone who outshined him. Maybe it was somebody from his past. Could he have been lying to him about this Sha Chihoko after all? It’s in gilded splendor, how had this Chihoko managed to slip into Yuuri’s mind once again?

“Yuuri?” Victor pleaded, continuing to shake the man until he stirred briefly.

“Hmm?” Yuuri mumbled. “Victoru?”

The brilliant smile that plastered on his face was priceless. It was similar to seeing someone for the first time in ages and being swallowed whole by the love felt thoroughly down to the bone. Yuuri tugged on Victor, drawing him closer to his chest, trapping him in the loop of his arms while murmuring ‘Victoru’ over and over again until he yawned and went back to gently snoring.

This was absolutely maddening.

Victor had forgotten for a moment just why he was getting so worked up. The feeling of being wrapped up in Yuuri was enough to have him simply want to forget he heard a thing cause how could it not be him that was at the forefront of the dream or his dreams in general? That was until Yuuri started to drool.

At first, Victor thought it was sweat. But soon little droplets came down, staining his cheek and Yuuri stuttered slightly as he said, “You have no idea how badly I want you in my mouth.”

That was the last straw, Victor promptly finessed his way out of Yuuri’s arms and rolled him off the bed until he heard a THUMP. How dare he?

“Ouch! Ow ow ow, geez Victor! What are you doing?!” Yuuri exclaimed as he rubbed his lower back.

Victor pouted as he turned his gaze away from him, arms crossed as he continued to seethe. “I never would have thought the little piggy before me would turn into an actual pig.”

Yuuri, still confused, got up to his feet and tilted his head to the right. “What do you mean? I haven’t cheated on my diet!” He retorted.

“Not on your diet! On me!” Victor exclaimed. “You were talking in your sleep about missing someone so much. How you had to have them in your mouth!”

“Don’t say such things so suddenly Victor!” Yuuri yelped in surprise. “I-I wouldn’t cheat on you! I would never!”

Yuuri immediately went for Victor’s hands, pleading with him to look into his eyes. He traced circles in the palms of his hands until Victor calmed down just slightly. From the way Yuuri was catering to him it made Victor doubt even more just what he was accusing his lover of, but he had to be sure.

“You weren’t dreaming of Chihoko were you?” Victor inquired.

“For the last time, it’s not a real person it’s a sta-“ Yuuri began.

“Answer the question!” Victor pleaded.

“I was not dreaming about Chihoko!” Yuuri replied.

“But then...you were drooling and giggling, you even licked your lips. And you told it that you wouldn’t tell me about it!” Victor exasperated.

Yuuri’s eyebrow twitched up. “I was drooling?”

“Yes! You drooled so much you got on my face!” Victor said crossing his arms again.

In an instant, Yuuri leaned back against the headboard of their bed in a fit of laughter. It grew in volumes until he was gasping for air, smacking his thigh to try to get the manic energy out. Victor seethed even further and made his way to throw a pillow at him when Yuuri drew his hands up in protest.

“Wait! W-wait!” He laughed in between words. “Victor, I think I was having a dream about katsudon. I only drool when it comes to that dish!”

Katsudon? Victor went deep into the psyche of his mind, was Yuuri generally only drooling for that dish? It then had dawned on him that their schedules had been so sporadic they hadn’t had a chance to have any victory katsudons in quite some time. Was Yuuri going through withdrawal? Victor sulked over to a giddy Yuuri who was more than happy to comfort him.

“Victor, my imagination gets a little overactive sometimes. I’m sorry if I made you worry.” Yuuri said honestly.

“I’m sorry for accusing you of such a thing. I just got so jealous.” Victor sighed.

“That makes me happy.” Yuuri said softly, squeezing his hand in his.

“Why?” Victor asked bleakly.

“Because it means you also couldn’t bear the thought of losing me. That’s how I feel about you and how I’ll always feel about you, Vitya.” Yuuri said warmly, carefully tipping Victor’s chin up to place a soft kiss on his lips.

It was enough for all to be forgiven, enough to melt him right there in that spot. Victor sighed into another kiss, conveying how sorry he was until Yuuri stopped him and smirked.

“What’s so funny?” Victor asked.

“I was just thinking...I’m a little hungry right now.” Yuuri said slyly, leaning forward until Victor was on his back with him perched on top of him. “For some Russian.”

Victor swore at that moment he would grant Yuuri all the katsudons he could ever want, this man would truly be the death of him.

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