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harlowsbby · 5 months

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Out Of Luck

Requested, Can you write something about jealous Jack? Or him being a bit overprotective.

“You know with you not talking to him it’s eating him alive.” Ace said as he joined you at the back of the tour bus.

You rolled your eyes and looked up seeing Jack already looking at you, the minute the two of you made eye contact he immediately turned away.

“Good, he should be upset the way he acted was honestly uncalled for and you know that Ace.” You told him and turned back around not wanting to be bothered.

Ace sighed and stood up and made his way back over to Jack who looked at his friend with a desperate and hopeful expression.

“So, what did she say? Does she forgive me?” Ace shook his head.

“Nope she’s still very much upset but I think you need to be the one to go over there and talk to her.” Ace told Jack.

“Why should I have to say sorry? I was just looking out for her.” Jack was just as stubborn as you at times the two of you would go weeks without speaking before apologizing to one another.

“What even happened man? I come back on the bus and she’s over there and you’re over here looking like you just lost your best friend.” Jack groaned and ran his hands over his face.

“I don’t even know I just let my jealousy get the best of me. It’s a long story.” Ace shrugged his shoulders and leaned back into his seat.

“We got lots of time so fill me in.”

flashback.

“Wait, wait you’re telling me that Apple Juice is more superior than Orange Juice?” The bartender asked in disbelief.

“That’s exactly what I’m saying and you can’t make me think otherwise.” You proudly stated and took a sip of your drink.

“But how? It’s so boring and basic.” He stated. “It is not! Apple Juice whenever it’s nice and cold it just feels so good it’s nice and crispy.” You explained to him.

“You’re insane there is no way Apple Juice beats Orange Juice.” He chuckled. “We can agree to disagree.”

“What is she doing?” Jack grumbled as he eyed down Joey and You.

“Looks like she’s making a friend which is normal so don’t do anything.” Urban told him.

Being on the tour bus 24/7 got a bit too much sometimes with everyone being all under one another a break sometimes was needed.

Which is why for tonight Jack suggested that you all go out and just have some fun, but Jack wasn’t having any fun instead he was sitting in the corner of the club sulking and pouting.

“She’s allowed to make friends I don’t own her but she isn’t making friends with that guy.” He told Urban and made his way over to you.

“I bet you $100 she’s gonna be ignoring him for a few days.” 2fo said as the two of them watch Jack make his way over towards the bar.

“I bet you $200 he’ll end up crying.” Urban said.

“I bet you all $300 that Y/N ends up making him take her out shopping or something as a form of an apology.” They all laughed because they all knew they were right.

“So what are you doing here? You’re just here alone?” Joey asked you and you shook your head, you went to answer but Jack answered for you.

“She’s here with me, her man.” He bitterly stated and put an arm around your shoulder, you sat there awkwardly because you already knew how this was going to end.

“Oh you must be Jack! I’ve heard a lot about you!” Joey smiled and stuck his hand out for Jack to shake but when Jack didn’t his hand slowly lowered.

“Well alright then, I’ll let you two be.” Joey gave you a small smile before going to the back.

“What are you doing over here? Why aren’t you with us in the section.” Jack asked you. “Because I don’t wanna just sit there I wanna walk around and mingle.” You stated.

“Okay well you can mingle with someone else that isn’t the bartender.” Your eyebrows scrunched up.

“Are you jealous or something? He wasn’t even doing anything to me, or is it me you don’t trust?”

He smacked his lips. “Now come on you know that isn’t true.” Jack said.

“Okay so why can’t I sit here? I wasn’t do anything.” You stated your voice rising slightly.

“I just don’t want you sitting with over here with him. I’m not stupid I know how guys think Y/N he was looking you up and down like a snack.”

You shook your head at him you were in disbelief that he’d even act this way, you get it most guys were dogs but you thought he’d have at least an inch of faith in you that you’d never cheat or whatever he thought was going to happen.

“Alright bro.” You spat and stood up. “Bro? I’m not your bro, don’t do that.” You turned to face him and rolled your eyes at him. “You just rolled your eyes at me?” He said with a raised brow.

“Oh, so now you wanna try and control my face? honestly what’s your issue last time I checked I’m grown. You say you trust me but it doesn’t look like it.” You told him your voice slightly rising.

“I do trust you baby but let’s talk about this on the bus though.” He mumbled and went to grab your arm but you pulled back.

“No, what now you’re embarrassed? Just say you can’t trust me. Or that you’re too overprotective or whatever.” When you didn’t get a response you already knew your answer.

“I can’t believe you Jack.” You stood up and made your way out of the club, the crowd that had formed faded away when you left.

flashback over.

“And now she won’t talk to me and I don’t blame her, I embarrassed her.” Jack groaned and tossed his head back.

Ace shook his head at his friend even though Ace loved the two of you what Jack did was very wrong.

“You know what you need to do Jack, put the pride to the side and go say sorry.” Jack nodded his head.

“Yeah you’re right Ace.” Jack stood up and made his way to where you sat.

The last thing he wanted to do was to make you ever second guess him or the relationship the two of you had. He knew he needed to make things right.

“Babe.” He said as he made his way into the little room in the back of the tour bus.

“Yes Jack?” You mumbled not even bothering to look up from your phone. “Can you look at me please.” He urged.

You placed your phone down and turned around to look at Jack, he had a frown displayed on his face.

“I’m sorry for the way I acted it shouldn’t have acted like that in front of all those people.” He told you.

“What was the reason though? You know I’d never even think about cheating on you.” You told him and patted the spot next to you so he’d sit.

“I just feel like one day you’ll leave me for someone who doesn’t have a as stressful or busy lifestyle. I love you and only you Jack.”

He smiled and laid down on the bed pulling you on top of him. “I’m sorry again baby, do you forgive me?”

You thought about it for a few seconds before a small smirk tugged at the corner of your lips. “I’ll forgive you under one condition?”

“Uh oh.”

time skip.

“What is this shit? The game is going to be on in ten minutes.” Nemo said as he walked into the tour bus with Urban, Ace and Druski.

“It’s mean girls it’s really good and it’s what we’re watching tonight isn’t that right babe?” You smiled and asked Jack as you leaned into him some more.

“That’s right babe I’m so excited to be watching all these chick flicks with you tonight.” He lied, the last thing he wanted to do was watch a bunch of girly movies.

“What? Are you kidding me or something? The cowboys are playing against the raiders.” Urban stated.

“So, we’re watching Regina George getting hit by a bus for right now.” You stated. The guys groaned but nonetheless took a seat around the tv together.

“Why are we watching this?” Urban whispered to Jack. “Because it’ll make her happy and she won’t be upset.” He whispered back.

“You’re so whipped.” Urban whispered back.

(writers block is kicking my ass but I hope you still love this anon and everyone else 💘)

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the-firebird69 · 2 years

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The whole world is on his ear is he tell me f looking at the project as if it's on his own and they're wondering what he's doing and he's manipulating their friend and they see the hardware and the reports and they see Trump doesn't know that much about it and he's turned on his ear and they went after him and he became a cop and it started harassing him and he drew them into the cop station again it's ridiculous these idiots are boys dangerous so some occasions are sunsets to people in the store you can have to leave you're insane and they don't we're going to rip them out if you try to get back in to start blocking we been doing it for years and now we're going to do it a lot this is ridiculous this place is ridiculous it feels like dead people clothes idiots rebels and those very few four forgieners.

And the highway is going in literally there's 200 mi of it in concrete and pavement and abutments and the lights and signs and the tunnels are going in and they need help with it they have the structure that goes under the highway in and they have the highway over it and that's not the problem what they can't figure out is how the structure fits with traffic under it cuz it's not very big you said you forgot to put a few sections in and you have to lower your roadway and we can do that it's kind of a pain in the ass and you do have to cut the sections into sections and a weekend but not much it's another 10 ft down and my son says how thick is a concrete maybe you can and how close is the structure this is like 2 ft so you could actually pull it out and fill it in with like non-trained crowd lightweight grout above it and that's why you're having around so really it'll span it and we're going to put up real barricades and all around it and a few rows so you won't remove them and it only take moments now they looked at it and I said to go ahead and do it cuz I don't spend like 300 ft and we need to spend like 20 ft and the guys want to put in supports and I said that's fine just put them on the ends. True too will be more careful when pulling it out I really got to dig it down deeper it's going to come out pretty easy and it has to be deeper for quite a while and you need a substructure in there and they forgot all that stuff to put one in and it looks ridiculous. And they put one and it looks ridiculous and all the lights and traffic signals and edging abutments everything looks great and it's not an easy work you need the grade and you need it flat made it flat I said how the hell did you mess that up and the guy on that job was Brad He's thinking motorcycles what you were thinking was this is a limiter device so he said laughing he said wasn't too pieces have you seen a bridge 20 ft high he said oh okay one piece is necessary but it would be nice but you can Castle you're going to have to cast a little on the top anyways the size because of the f up.

So it's a quick fix it's actually pretty much almost all the way out pulling it out with the machine kind of dragging it so it goes in anyways it slides in I guess it doesn't drag but the soils not Rocky at all it's like Sandy it's like North Carolina and it's going to go in pretty quick to get it out to the side and digging and it'll take like four passes and it'll be clear and they're whining it and they're going to put those control they have all that stuff what are you thinking. Right that's a Federal highway fdot this isn't a special highway it's not for gifted youth it's not for racing this is an fdot certified highway system like the Autobahn. Something gets mad and says I'm not responsible for this stamps off and start screaming your name though is yelling at someone and it's the sky in front of him it looks like Andy flood he's saying you told me to put it in that way so put it in like that without those he said yeah we shallower a nicer drive he's looking at it and just thinking about it looks at the playoffs and sells I kind of missed it it says I don't give a s*** I want to do small so we have idiots driving with us are you driving past like I said and he goes oh yeah people are afraid of packs made of spark plugs it won't bother you'll be on the road and most cars won't go on the road if they try to once or twice so sorry to figure out something we have those guys yeah but your cuz it's not as fast so I figured out something he's doing that because he's a little kid and I started to figure out something else we're not controlling these projects now our supervisor wasn't there because they had us off the job and started doing themselves and this is what happens we talked to the supervisor he said he wouldn't let us do it just kept on forcing it when most of it called the higher ups and they said we can't stop him we came down and said it's meant for all the traffic if you do this you'll stop the projects even though it's nice to live in a fake reality you know don't you have a missile plan or something I guess they started thinking about it looks like I can hold up a shitload away and it said it's about 450 tons per square inch or something instead of her square foot and on the bridge it looks a lot so he figured out he should have looked at the drawings and you don't need a little footer but we might inject it into it so it won't be a pain in the ass a lot of people think it's a good idea so now we're moving ahead you got to dug out it's kind of a big hole under it but the thing is wide at the bottom and top will be encased in concrete.

And you know how it is just a lot of fun and they got to pull out and it's dug out and checking grades I'm going to go and check grades cuz it has to be perfect at least within a foot and they're doing this trip and they actually just do it by plans just a lot easier so I went down there and our guys doing it and he's telling us to go downstairs and for the bed again a bed again and he'll snow and says yeah put it down six and shut the f****** and get out of there your people don't want to sit here and here you are inviting us in cuz you can't follow plans. So bring the equipment down and we pull out 6-in and a great and we're putting the bed again and somebody came by and said what happened what happened what did you say said it needs to go down six for the bedding for our design this engineered and he wouldn't do it they go after him and start pulling the idiots out and they're funding is going to be frozen and others to be matching it for the f****** trying to obstruct it Mac figured it out.

Huge huge figures I'm dialing in and saying get them off the job keep them off the job kick them all out we hear how the problems going this little kid is bothered by it there's no reason for it we're having a little bit of a problem and we need that and these idiots don't know about it and it makes it obvious what he's doing and we need to and it's going to be a fight you don't want it cuz I don't know how to ride or drive or anything I said Brad if the fast ones are on there you can drive your stupid car at 55 on this one so he feels better just let him build it that's all and really it would go a lot faster if you guys are not on the job is that laughing and said good I'm doing as a favor

So exciting people cuz he's going to come bother you it makes me cranky or kick him off you can come bother me it's going to be in a box this big so sick of it I'm going to have like toy trucks going there. Next time talk to him first before making a huge ass out of yourself check the rating it isn't probably too big because it's like a hundred more times and it should hold it but we can move capital cast around it we have way to do that the excuses it wasn't putting right the first time so you see why and Tommy f has a point too he says if it's me or after you might want to make it bigger than that so we got him on that one if you make it too big it sinks so we'll design it for whatever they think is the biggest and we can put in other supports or go ahead and look at that it takes just a minute with us that's true they have a final loading and your idea will work just put a casing on the outside so they like it. And it was like when a Tommy f's people who asked about toy trucks so he wanted it heavier and we get it it's about right he said and my son put the design in he just put a foot or two around it kind of holds it in place creates a footing too that's not in the frost and poor under it too so he's pretty happy about it

So we're building it now and the bottom piece is going in and then the top one will go in back in and it kind of clean it as it goes on pressure washer this is your stuff we're going to need it pressure washer really came from Tommy f but it's good because it really is from Brad and Matthews it too he thinks so Brian agrees is going to go down there and Max sent it down and sent back messages and we need to put a supervisor there work out stuff like that some mack up the drawings for the real load I'm going to mark up the drugs as to what to install .

It's working pretty good I'm getting going on stuff but yeah that chicken smelling pretty strong

Thor Freya

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kaz11283 · 3 years

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The Shape of You

Summary: While at one of Tonys top end parties the god of mischief asks you to dance to your suprise. You didn't think he was the type to dance muchless to the song that he decided to ask you to dsnce to.

Characters: Loki, Thor, Tony, Natalie, Wanda, Clint, Steve

Pairings: you x Loki, you x Thor (platonic), you x Tony (Brother, sister)

ANNOUNCMENTS: I got this idea while listening to "Shape of You", then I really started getting into the story everytime that I listened to it (which was a lot). Ive had this on my head for a while now but i had to finish up I think I'm in love and part 2. I also got 200 followers today, next is 300, lets get this! BTW I know that this is a GIF from High Rise but it gives you a PRETTY good iead whats going on. 💚💚💚

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"Why do you insist on bringing me to the boring ass parties Nat?" You asked trying to pull the hem of the dress down that she had picked oit for you. It wad a dark blue thigh length dress with a very low v neck, the shoes where a high heel ankle strap black shoe with small bows on the side the same color as the dress.

"Stop. Stop pulling, your not gonna make it any longer by doing that." She said swatting your hands away. "I bring you to these 'boring ass parties' because you spend to much time in the library doimg research, in your room working, or sitting in the lab trying to make something better. Point is, you are always working."

"I dont hear you complaining when something of yours gets improved, or an upgrade. Nat I love you but I am a weponds expert. I work better in the quite, thats my zone. Not here."

"Is that why you enjoy spending time with Loki? Because I have to tell you y/n hes not really the quite type." She rasied an eyebrow to look st you.

"Hes not the quite type around all of you because you all make snide remarks. Hes usually quite around me because I dont pick on him or call him names." You turned and looked straight at her.

"All of the other reindeer, use to laugh and call him names." Tony sang walking up to the two of you with a drink. "Couldnt be talking about reindeer game could you?"

"Thank you Tony, and we were just finishing talking and Loki." You answered walking off to sit at the bar where Steve and Thor was sitting.

"Your brother throws one heck of a party." Steve saod tilting his beer to his mouth. "Defiantly better than some of the parties I've been to."

"It is a good party but nothing like the ones on Asguard." Thor boomed with laughter. "You must come some time, we would have a grand celebration in your honor."

"Hes always been a little over the top, if you cant tell. Always had an eye for big, expensive things. Flamboyant parties, playboy style women, expensive cars. Whatever he wants he gets, now dont get me wrong he does work his ass off, but sometimes it would be nice to just have a weekend were the walls didnt shake while I am trying to work on something."

"Ah but little sister, all work and no play makes y/n a dull boy." Tony answered lightly slapping your back.

"Jesus Christ Tone, stop quoting movies, it gets rather annoying."

"Another round, bartender, for little sister." Tony said ruffling your hair.

"You realize I cant stand you right?" You shot him a sideways look.

"Thats why I dont let you work on my toys." He answered giving you a kiss on the top of the head before walking off.

"Thor?" You turned to the god of thunder.

"Yes Lady y/n?" He turned to were he was facing you, his legs on either side of your thighs.

"Do you know of your brother is going to show up?" He laughed turning back to the bar. "Dont get me wrong I absolutly love your company but...."

"You would rather have the company of a more slender, raven haired man tonight." He raised a brow while taking a drink of his beer.

"Well, yes. He is quite interesting to say the least." You laugh.

"Well lady y/n, he said he would be down shortly. He did say he was going to make an apperance though."

"Thank you." You stood, leaning down to kiss his cheek before walking off to find someone else interesting to talk to.

"Hey y/n! Over here!" Clint shouted waving you over to were he, Nat, and Wanda were sitting.

You sat talking to them for a little bit about what new stuff you had added to their weapons and gear, Clint was excited about trying out some of the new arrows that you had developed. You kept gnacing around the room hoping to catch a glips of Loki when he decided to come down.

While you and Wanda was in the middle of a conversation you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning slightly you seen Loki stamding there was a know it all smirk on his face, he was wearing a completly black suit with his hair slicked back, you coud have swore that your heart stopped.

"Hello Darling, I heard you had been asking about me?" He offered you his hand to help you stand.

You laughed tucking your chin down slightly, you could feel your cheeks heat up. "I am going to kill your brother." He lead you back to the bar and getting you a drink handing it to you.

"You look quite ravishing tonight." He leaned in whispering in your ear. "Dont start being bashful tonight, after what happened last night." He had caught you off guard causing you to spit your drink back in your glass.

"Loki," you hissed smacking him on his shoulder. "We dont need Tony going all Iron Man on you tonight."

"Dance with me." He took your glass sitting it back on the bar and grabbed your hand.

"Oh no no no no. I dont dance." You tried stopping but he pulled you to the edge of the damce floor.

"Then dont dance, let the music guide you, or just follow my lead." He grabbed your waist pulling you closer to him, the song was an up beat song and he started moving. "Midguardian dances are so simple, it would be a type of tango I am assuming." He took you hand and wrapped it around the back of his head before placing his hand on your lower back pulling you even closer.

"This is crazy." You laughed after a few practice steps. It was simple yet intimate at the same time, you had a feeling you knew where this was heading.

"But simple, you are better than what you give your self credit for." He spund you around a few times as the tempo changed, when he spun you back to him his chest ws aginst your back as his hamd splayed across your abdomen.

He traced his nose up the side of your neck as you both moved causing you to give a small moan. "My bed sheets still smell like you." He whispered.

"Loki, can I let you in on a secret." You turned back in his arms to face him.

"Of course my dear." His fingers stroked your back.

"I think I'm in love with you." You wrapped your hand around his head so that you could pull his ear down to your level. You heard him take a breath and the dancing faltered slightly but he kept moving.

"It feels as though I might be returning those feelings y/n." You smiled up at him he turned you in a few more circles causing you to be facing away from him again. His hips following yours in a delicious manner causing your thoughts to go back to the night before. His trailing kisses down your neck to your collar bones, fingers caressing up your sides pulling your shirt over your head. You returning the favor and being speechless at finally seeing him with out his shirt on. He had a more slender figure but his muscles were still there. Remembering the feeling of his chest clenching as you ran your fingers up and around his neck to pull him closer for the earth shattering kiss that had lead to so much more.

"You reliving some of last nights activities, y/n?" He asked quietly.

"Yes but sadly I am having trouble remembering some parts. You might have to remind me." The song ended as you pulled him off the dance floor and through the doors leading to the hallway.

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ANNOUNCEMENT 2: Wow wow wow, ok so some slightly adult situations but oh dear lord, my face is a little red just from writting that. I've read worst but never wrote. What I would give to be twirled around the dance floor like that by him. Thank you guys for reading! I really hope you enjoy this one. Like I saod I have been thinking about this for about a week now and here it is. I habe to say this is like top 3 of my faves (my first was and still is my fave "Bath Time For a Prince") Thank you again for all the love and the support!!!!

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bnhaficsforthesoul · 3 years

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BNHA characters and their genshin experiences

I've been way into genshin for the past couple months, if anyone wants to play with me message me (I'm lvl 45 rn) but be warned I have shitty internet and am a partial razor main

but this is mainly characters I can see actually putting time into genshin

Bakugou

Mains: Yanfei

his main has probably been most every pyro character at some point

he wants diluc so bad, whenever someone else complains that diluc ruined their pity he wants to ruin their existence

before yanfei his main was probably hu Tao

hed definitely play klee if he had her lmao but he doesnt and is patiently waiting for her rerun

he has a lot of 5 star characters and is f2p, he can always get banner characters within at least the first pity, but for standard 5 stars hes gotten keqing and qiqi way too many times and hes livid

especially as a previous hu tao main, he was begging for Jean, still has yet to come home

hes probably a very high level, not fully maxed out considering he hasnt been playing all that long, he was probably forced to start when the rest of the bakusquad started playing it and he just took off

has really shitty artifact luck though, like his characters arent bad or anything but they could be so, so much better

and ugh hes livid

explores everything, has 100% exploration everywhere, but hes not bored hes still got artifact farming to do and he enjoys terrorizing enemies

in co op he will set you and everything around you on fire. cope.

Todoroki

Mains: Xiao or Ganyu

probably only started playing because Izuku asked him to

kaeya has also been on his team since day 1 and he is never leaving doesnt matter his friendship has been level 10 for weeks now who cares

was f2p until xiao, who didnt want to come home at all, and he finally got him on his 180th pull

now he doesnt care and will buy primogems whenever hes bored

he has a lot of constellations on kaeya and hes so proud of that, probably c4, is considering buying way too many primogems just so that he can hopefully get his c6

now his artifact luck is godly, you'll go into a domain with him and be like ugh I got nothing and hes like I got a 4 piece set with all attack or crit rate/damage main stats like haha I hate you

but yeah his characters are very strong cause of this, but he doesnt put effort into building a lot of them, he only levels up and gives good artifacts to his team and a couple other characters he likes but everyone else just sits there for a while

hes not super obsessed with the game, but he does think its funny seeing bakugou get so upset whenever they do domains together

doesnt even bother doing daily tasks really unless hes trying to save primogems

Midoriya

Mains: Venti

hes so good at building characters, like he looks up builds online and watches those "do INSANE damage with these tips" videos - and he sets out to get them done and he does

bakugou is once again livid whenever they play together, because Izuku barely has to try and can do so much more damage than him

he does have to put in a lot of work for his artifacts though because he doesnt settle for the okay ones he needs the absolute best

he builds his favorite characters the most ofc, but he evenly distributes things to other characters he knows can be useful- those characters might not have insane stats but they're still good

will not kill timmies pigeons, hell hunt birds in the wild for fun though

definitely a food hoarder

also does a lot of exploring and probably has at least 90% for each area

Kaminari

Mains: Lisa

he is 1000% in love with Lisa, he took her quest very seriously

and so many people say shes horrible, he hates it, hes made her crazy strong out of spite

his team consists of only his wifus- meaning lisa, beidou, rosaria, and mona

for a long time beidou was his second but then rosaria came along and hes like ugh big tiddy goth gf, but lisa still remains queen

these are the only characters hes built though, save for a couple like probably razor and xiangling that he used before he fully got this team

is an ayaka saver

he doesnt care too much about most 5 stars but will sometimes get them just to say he has them, but they end up just sitting there rotting away because he never puts work into them

he does have hu tao though and would get ganyu if she ever had a rerun

Kirishima

Mains: Diluc Razor or Beidou

they're all on his team, the last person switches out but it's most likely zhongli or childe

hes all about dps, support who, he just wants to hit hard and do insane damage , so yes he made dps zhongli

except his builds arent that great, with some help his builds are decent, but on his own hell be like ugh that's some sexy 300 damage

probably didnt know what 90% of the stats even meant and just put random attack ones on people and went yeah that looks good

doesnt really care though and is just having fun so hell play how he wants (as he should) but he does have to ask for help when farming bosses

loves exploring but misses so much, hell get distracted easily and end up just messing around

honestly probably hasnt bothered to ascend his world since he got to level 35, if he did the quest hed probably go straight to 45 and even then hed still have extra exp because hes been there for so long oml

but eventually he would have to and hed be trying to do it like :,) this is fine and it takes him a lot of tries but he gets there eventually,,, only to immediately have another one waiting for him poor baby

Mina

Mains: Klee or Xiangling

thinks baizhu is hot (and is correct) so shes desperately waiting for him

was a I must play 24/7 player until after the last story quest, then she got kinda bored but still plays frequently so she can save primogems and likes playing co op

goes into random peoples worlds a lot

shes got some pretty strong characters and is proud of her account

definitely makes tiktoks of her playing with the bakusquad cause it's always v chaotic (it's probably only denki and kirishima most of the time, but sometimes either bakugou or sero will join in)

does all the genshin tiktok trends

shes a pretty high level since shes probably been playing for a while and has most everything done

she loves helping lower level people though she thinks it's so cute and loves the power she feels when she one shots things

Sero

Mains: Xingqui

hes a pretty casual player, kinda only plays when hes bored or the others make him play with them

but his stats arent too bad, they're fairly average but he gets by

has so many primogems because he doesnt bother to wish on anyone, probably wants kazuha though

he does get super invested into the story though, hes so curious about the world and where the story is gonna lead

probably watches a lot of genshin theory videos and now he over thinks everything in the game

he explores a lot, not so much to find every single thing but more so just because he likes looking at everything, hes very excited for all the new places

Shinsou

Mains: Childe

hes a very thorough player, he explores a lot and puts a lot of work into building his characters

most of them arent all that great but he has plans to fix them

his main team is very well built, not the best, but still good

he struggles when he has to switch someone out for a domain or something because his other characters are so painfully mediocre right now and he feels so bad

shinsou, playing a character that can do like max 200 physical damage and biggest damage is like 2 thousand, repeatedly saying I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you deserve so much better, I'm so sorry

even if it's not the worst damage by far, he feels bad about anything under his main team's stats because they're just so much higher

broke. has no primogems. spent them all on childe and his constellations. does he regret it? well he sure does appreciate his c6 so- hell manage

yes he spent real money on his stupid mass murderer who he loves very much

fights childe every day even though he already collected the treasure, he is but a humble simp

probably decently lucky with wishing like he can beat the 50/50 almost every time

Tamaki

Mains: Chongyun and Sucrose

he only started playing recently, probably kirishima got him into it, but he immediately fell in love

kirishima was like tell me when you're level 16 so we can play together !!! and 2 days later tamaki was level 16 and kiri was shook because how the hell did he do it so fast

hates domains, the dread he feels when he realizes the lower level isnt going to give him anything anymore, and he has to move up to the next, and the next,,

asks kirishima to help him only to realize he isnt much help, is too nice to say that so he let's kiri keep trying- one day kiri gets deku to play with the two of them and tamaki almost cries because finally he can get through the level 90 domain and actually get things ugh

cannot get xingqui to save his life he refuses to come home and poor tamaki is so sad he wants him a lot hes even got all his materials saved up

Monoma

Mains: Ningguang

honestly doesnt play all that much but takes pride in making his account seem v good, is a whale

but hes very good at the game, didnt know what the artifacts were for at first and gave people ones based on how they looked but once he figured it out hes fixed them

is a very standard player, logs in every day to do his commissions and use his resin then logs out, he doesnt put too much time into the game and doesnt worry if he misses a day or two

worships ningguang, also really likes xinyan, his other team members are probably venti and albedo

has every single banner 5 star that has come out since he started playing, probably doesnt have klee though and is v upset about it, and is thanking the heavens for all the reruns lately

also doesnt have keqing and wants her a lot cause he likes her

accepts every single co op request he gets, and despite what a lot may think hes actually a very nice person to play with, not toxic at all - unless you're someone he knows then he might be mean to you shshshsh

Shigaraki

Mains: Razor

haha isnt it so odd that they sound so similar haha (if you dont know they have the same japanese va and I'm guessing hed play it in Japanese)

obviously he can be kinda busy ya know being a criminal and all that but when hes not he puts a lot of time into genshin

sadly doesnt have very good luck when it comes to characters or artifacts, but hes doing his best even with 0 primogems and his 50% crit rate

doesnt explore all that much, most of the exploring hes done came from him trying to get all the oculus

his razor is so good though, except that's the only character hes put tons of effort into

except for now zhongli, hes not replacing razor but ugh does he love zhongli

but his other characters are pretty mediocre at best, he could build them if he wanted to, hes good enough at gaming to figure it out, he just doesnt have the time to spend to do it so he focuses on his main team

also (spoiler alert kinda) when we had to go to the wolf spirit to fight the abyss herald and razor was there, afterwards how razor was saying how he was too weak and stuff and was super sad, at that very moment shiggy decided the entire abyss order had to be destroyed - sorry aether (he chose lumine) but razor is more important than you

#theres probably more charavters that would play but i can add to this later #did i describe myself througout these #yes of course #anyways diluc supremacy if youre not apart of the 70% of the fandom that hates him then youre superior i dont make the rules #bnha headcanons #bakugou #shigaraki #todoroki #kaminari #kirishima #midoriya #deku #shinsou #monoma #amajiki

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Overhealer

One of the oldest mediguns that Valve tested was the Overhealer, a powerful device that would focus on overhealing rather than Ubercharging teammates.

Overhealer (+) Can overheal to 200% health (+) Overheal does not decay (-) No Ubercharge

The Overhealer was scrapped, and I think it’s good to discuss why that probably happened.

First, I want to stress how powerful the Overhealer was set up to be. Double health is a lot - a considerable amount more than the standard 150%. To put this in perspective:

Scouts, Engineers, Snipers, and Spies have 125 health; overhealed, they go up to 185. With the Overhealer, they would reach 250. Medics have 150 health; overhealed, they go up to 225. With the Overhealer, they would reach 300. Pyros and Demomen have 175 health; overhealed, they go up to 260. With the Overhealer, they would reach 350. Soldiers have 200 health; overhealed, they go up to 300. With the Overhealer, they would have 400. Heavies have 300 health; overhealed, they go up to 450. With the Overhealer, they would have 600.

Those are substantial increases, enough to turn the tide of most small-scale engagements. To defeat an Overhealer Medic and company, you have to have more skill, a numerical advantage, a surprise, or some other factor like class matchups. Remember that, as designed, the Overhealer heals just as fast as the stock Medigun, meaning that it can’t be outhealed except by the Quick-Fix or with the effects of an Ubercharge. In this case, Medics who chose not to run the Overhealer would likely be at a disdvantage - having Uber is really nice, but not if the enemy team outmatches you whenever you don’t have it, which is most of the time.

This leads me naturally to a problem with having no Ubercharge. The Uber is a natural high point in gameplay - everything comes to a head, and it frequently shakes up the game in some way. Nests are destroyed, teams are wiped, you get the idea. By having no Uber, the Overhealer doesn’t have that immense game-changing surge; instead, your teammates are always buffed up, which in itself puts constant pressure on the enemies. Put broadly, the Overhealer doesn’t pace gameplay very well, opting for long-term benefits rather than eight seconds of frenzied energy.

There’s also the issue with overheal not decaying. This means that teammates who are far away from you can stay overhealed for as long as they don’t get into combat, meaning that they have less pressure on them to move forward; they can choose the time they attack and don’t have the time constraint of overheal put upon them. This means that the Medic’s power is spread further over the battlefield - a quick boost-up in setup time can last for as long as the player wants it to.

I think I’ve pretty well established that this weapon doesn’t work as-is. What’s my idea?

Overhealer Iteration 2 (*) Ubercharge grants overheal to 200% and overheals 100% faster (+) No Ubercharge lost for switching targets (+) Overheal decays 25% slower (+) +25% Ubercharge rate

This iteration changes the constant overheal into a special Ubercharge, which you’re actively incentivized to apply to as many teammates as possible before rushing into the fray. In that way, it’s somewhat similar to the Quick-Fix, which is best used to heal several teammates in the blink of an eye.

Note that the +25% Ubercharge rate would likely end up a little lower than that, since Ubercharge always builds more slowly when targets are over 142.5% health. That means the Overhealer would likely charge a little bit slower than the Kritzkrieg - its minimum charge time is about 32 seconds, but it can go up to 64 if you continually heal an overhealed target.

I much prefer this weapon, and I think I’d enjoy using it - and playing against it. But with a force as powerful as the Ubercharge, you can never be too sure. What do you think?

#tf2workbench #tf2 #team fortress 2 #medic #secondary #overhealer

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whatdoesshedotothem · 3 years

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Tuesday 3 October 1837

7 40

11 50

fine morning F59 ½° at 8 35 and went downstairs to a Mr. Greenwood from H-x who brought a plan for the water wheel – breakfast with A- (and Mr. Gray came at 9) at 8 50 in about ¾ hour – then looking to see what sum of Lords rent A- owns to Lady William Gordon (vid. 30 August) and calculating for her she leaving the money £4.16.11 for SW. this morning to pay Mr. Lister the auctioneer who collects these rents - off in the yellow carriage to Thorpe at 10 – took A- to Nicholsons’ shop, and staid with her there from 10 ¼ to 10 50, and then set her down (to walk to Cliff Hill) at the far end of the northbridge at 10 55 and drove off to the White Lion for a ticket for the King x bar – off from the White lion at 11 and met Mr. J. Priestley on the road (he going into Norland) at 11 ½ and took him back in the carriage to his own house and alighted there about 11 ¾ and came way at 1 35 – both the brothers J and Walker P- the former brought his plan of his estimate and the greater intelligence of the latter much aided our conversation – said I had come over to tell JP. he could do me a service and himself too – Explained – he seemed to know very little about coal – JP. said he must take advice and consider about it – yes! certainly – a matter of consideration to all parties but I should be glad of a determination as soon as possible as I should set about goit or steam engine as soon as I could – I was not fast – there were 2 sides of the brook, either would suit me – but I had preferred applying to P- first – I thought the drain or goit would be a benefit to him and on the other were the Mcaulays with whom I knew Mr. Stocks would have influence – P- wished to consult a disinterested person – I said no coal-person would be so – I mentioned Kitchingman Childe – and Matthew Naylor as valuing tenants damages for me, I thought £6 per DW. – and Mr. Cooke of Elland called in to value coal damages for me, and Illingworth Miss Walkers’ coal tenant, Mr. Rawsons’ great man and very clever, but he certainly would not be disinterested – I said they would tell him (JP.) that the privilege was worth thousands to me – of that I left him to judge for himself merely observing that if he thought so, I should give the thing up – I did not even offer him more than damages, because I thought the benefit, to him and the expense to me sufficiently great – it could not be done for less than 10/. per running yard – might be – probably would be a 2 thousand pounds job – might be (but SW.’s survey would shew) from 2 to 3 thousand yards long – WP. measured the plan from which, direct across from about the low end of waste-wood to the head of Walterclough mill new goit, seemed = 1100 yards explain the benefit of the goit to JP. his upper bed 60 or 70 yards deep at Dumb mill bridge and 51 yards at Walkerclough mill (vid. near the bottom of last page) – my goit would begin at about 40 or 42 yards below the surface; and if ever his coal was wanted would save him 30 or 40 yards of pumping he wished I would loose his coal – I said it was not in my power to do what except perhaps about the upper 1/3 of it – never thought of working my own coal but gently explained how forced into it – the communication between R. and me underground pretty near – mentioned the assa-faetida for the 10 acres sold I had only a price between the 2 prices sold at by my uncle and it was odd that

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that such objection was made to my sending anyone into R-‘s pits – it was suspicious – I should have no objection to anyone going into my pits – if anything was wrong, I should be glad to be informed of it; if not, what need of mystery – the law of no use – must give a fortnights’ notice of a chancery injunction, and that time enough for stopping all up so that nothing could be found out – But now I was pretty much at ease – it was now discovered that R- could not get the bit of coal I had wished to buy – for which R- bade 1 hundred and got me up to 5 hundred when I said he might have it – but they could not make a title to it – I believed also that he could not get Walker P-‘s coal – H- had offered a good price and was not likely to offer as much again WP. knew of the throw that had been found but said H- had been at great expense and must have some coal to pay for it – I quietly said yes! but he had a large quantity already and now that nobody could get WP.’s but H-, it made a great difference – if I did not let my colliery and perhaps I should not H- was naturally my agent for it; and the colliery would in case be almost as good as his won, so that he would be in no want of coal – said I should be glad to see but the Messrs. P- at Shibden hall – nothing wanted but a table large enough; and they would learn from my plans in 2 minutes more than their own plans or mere talk could shew them in 2 hours – said I should be glad to avoid the smoke of an engine, but if obliged to have it, I should easily get over it – the chimney would be carried up into the hill and Mr. Harper thought the nuisance would be very small – I could a 14 horse English for £420 (vid. line 12 of yesterday) and the whole outlay engine house road and everything would not exceed £1000 nor would the daily expense exceed 10/. (including coal fireman and wear and tear) – at all rates the annual expense would not exceed £200; and then I should do my coal work and benefit nobody – Mr. JP. might think of this when they told him the privilege was worth thousands to me and then judge for himself be it remembered I am not fast – if I was I must come into P-‘s terms yes! said P- ‘and you we all make what we can’ (How nicely characteristic!) he thought we should want some written document – yes! certainly said I – for my sake quite as much as yours – but that will be left to our attorneys – or I will shew you a rough draft of agreement for your perusal - I will shew you the old grant from Mrs. Firth to my grandfather – But we are both of us people who will come to the business without any wish to take any advantage one either side – oh! yes! to be sure, said JP- that their confidence in me may [?] with the length of the proposed goit je n’en sais rien – I doubt it – but SW. is to take the levels and I am to let JP. know the result and he will consider about and take advice and come over – In fear and trembling lest my goit and I should be too deep for him? I had told him his coal was not worth more than £10 an acre now – it could not got in one time – say 56 years how often would ten pounds double itself in that time? – Holt said I had coal enough of my own to last twenty colliers getting 150 years – Walker P- said my coal might not be so valuable for coal had been discovered in Soyland – a seam 9in. thick – in 1834 – some Lancashire colliers had come over but the property here was so divided nothing could be done – they thought it might be the Dule (Lancashire Dule or some such name) bed – WP. gave me a copy of the strata bored thro’ at Soyland mill (near Thorpe) in 1834 as follows

yards ft. in.

1 Shale 6

2 Black ditto 9

3 Gritty ditto 16

4 Shale 18

5 Iron stone 1 . 6

6 Shale 3 . 10

7 Iron stone 2 8

8 Shale 20 1 6

9 Iron stone 1 6

10 Shale 3

11 Iron stone 1

12 Black shale 4

13 Intermixed with 8

shale

14 Iron stone 1 . 6

15 Left off in black 4 . 8

shale very soapy

96 2 2

Had just written all the above of today in an hour at 4 ¼ - Miss Priestley with us the whole time – changed my dress before sitting down to my journal how will the matter end? shall I get the privilege or not? – then wrote as follows to ‘Mr. Samuel Washington, Crownest’ – ‘Shibden hall. Tuesday 3 October 1837 – Sir – I shall be obliged to you to let me know the earliest day you can take the levels of the brook, from the gapstead in the bit of wall between the Bunker hill and Parkfield in Lower Place land, going along Mr. John Priestley’s land down to the lowest extremity of my Southolm land – I am sir, etc. etc. etc. A. Lister’ – JP. particularly inquired what n° of vent pits I should require I said I could not exactly tell – something would depend upon himself air might be carried in pipes 200 or 300 yards and the drain would be so deep I should make as few vent pits as possible unless he gave me to leave to make as many as I liked and I found them cheaper than pipes – at any rate I should want the privilege of a place to bury the scale in – thought about 1 ½ yard cube per running yard would come out – but all should be buried so as to leave no nuisance – not a bit of scale to be seen – I should do it as I had done that in my own land – JP. had best come and see – But I thought I could manage very well with 6 vent pits in JP-‘s land supposing the length 1100 yards went downstairs at 4 ¾ - George gone for A- ¼ hour ago – out, about a little while then at 5 5 off to Mitham to send my note by little John – he went to Mr. George Robinson’s on Monday (yesterday) to work in the land and eat at home – walked forwards meaning to go to Crownest – met A- not far from on this side of Hipperholme lane ends – sent George back with the note and returned with A- and back at 6 – then out with Robert Mann seeing about road for the platform carts till 6 40 then ¼ hour with A- dressed – dinner at 7 10 – asleep – coffee –read the newspaper – came upstairs 5 minutes after A- at 10 pm at which hour F61° - fine till about noon – then a couple of hours rain or more afterwards tolerably fair – but damp warm disagreeable afternoon and evening – raining fast about 10 1/2 pm

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fonulyn · 3 years

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fonulyn’s 2020 in fics

this is kind of exciting since in 2020 I did get a lot writing done, and it marks the second year in a row that I’m able to actually make one of these posts after that horrible not good at all terrible disastrous three and a half years when I wrote absolutely nothing. so it’s a triumph to get another one of these up! personal victory haha.

in total, in 2020 I wrote 148 fics, ranging from like 200 words to 34k (idk if those short things can be called fics but i just did). by pairing, there’s

13 of Joe/Nicky

58 of Piers/Leon

56 of Chris/Leon

(1 with Piers/Leon and Chris/Leon)

5 of the ot3 (Chris/Leon/Piers)

11 of Krauser/Leon

3 of Wesker/Chris (lmao still can’t believe this)

1 of Chris/Leon/Krauser

so. in retrospect, i did okay.

it’s over 300 thousand words and I am kind of. surprised. and that is not counting the approximately 50k of wips i’m ignoring :’D

I’d also like to take a second to thank everyone who has ever sent me nice messages, commented on the fics, left reblogs or kudos, and the like. you’re what kept me going, I wouldn’t have gotten even half as much done otherwise.

without further ado, links to all of the fics under the cut! they’re organized by pairing, and the links take you to tumblr posts (bc I’m lazy) and a lot of them have a link in the post that takes you to ao3. (also can you see I put ~~so much~~ effort into naming the tumblr ficlets :’D feel free to laugh at me)

Joe/Nicky

a dog by any other name | 1,5k | The one wherein they end up owning a dog.

within the heart a flame of desires | 5,0k | Nicolo watches Yusuf have sex with others, desperately wishing he was with him instead. Until things change. He much prefers having Yusuf all for himself.

the world will wait | 2,4k | The one wherein Joe takes a lot of naps and the whole team gets to relax.

catch this | 650w | Every time Joe gets distracted (by Nicky), Andy tries to take him by surprise.

nobody’s perfect | 1,9k | Even immortal warriors have their weaknesses, Nile learns. Those just aren’t what she expected.

only in these arms | 780w | Nicky has trouble sleeping alone. Andy is a decent substitute, but only when Joe returns so does Nicky’s ability to get a decent night’s rest.

(please don’t explain) that time in Malta | 580w | Nile doesn’t think at first it would even be possible for Joe to be embarrassed. By anything. Until one evening, they talk about Malta.

cool it down boys | 400w | Andy gets no sleep. She gets revenge, though.

cowboy, baby | 340w | Nicky has the fashion sense of a sack of flour, and he is fine with that.

that day is not today | 4,9k | They struggle through the whole lab-experience. It isn’t the time yet to forgive Booker.

tea, soup and tlc | 2k | The one wherein Joe is not sick. At all. Nope. He isn't.

two drinks too many | 770w | Nicky is a little drunk. Joe loves him anyway.

safe haven | 3,9k | The one wherein everyone gets quality cuddles from Joe.

Piers/Leon

it was you that I found | 23,4k | Leon doesn’t really do relationships. Not because he doesn’t want to, but because he always seems to be so bad at them. Of course entirely by accident he manages to build one without even realizing it.

unexpected visitor | 690w | Piers is forced on bed-rest. At least Leon stops by.

got me all tied up (never let me go) | 4,0k | Piers doesn’t like suits. Leon loves Piers in a suit.

not so subtle | 210w | “Soo, were you checking me out all night, or was that just my imagination?” Leon asks suddenly, Piers chokes on his drink in surprise.

nighttime fools | 4,8k | Piers and Leon get arrested for public indecency. It’s not their fault, honest.

piers isn’t sick, really, he isn’t (he is) | 670w | “Oh, hi,” Piers said immediately, a goofy smile slipping onto his face. Man, he was happy to see Leon. So happy to see him.

so you’ve met Xena | 620w | “Xena?” Leon turned to look at Piers, decidedly unimpressed. “You named your dog after the Warrior Princess?“

you’re cute, you know | 680w | Piers took the opportunity the second their gazes met. He grinned, as charmingly as he possibly managed, and said “You’re cute, you know that?“

kiss the nightmares away | 470w | Sleepily Piers blinked, trying to make his eyes work properly. He squinted at the digital clock on the bedside, and its harsh red numbers that told him it was 3:30, and confusedly he turned to frown at Leon. “Why aren’t you sleeping?“

smooth talking, Nivans, very smooth | 1,4k | Piers can not control what comes out of his mouth.

dream a little (dirty) dream of me | 1,3k | Piers wakes Leon up. That's it.

your shirt is my shirt | 950w | With a sigh Piers grabbed the only shirt available that wasn’t battery operated and obnoxious. It was Leon’s, so old that the print had faded completely, leaving only faint outlines behind. And when Piers pulled it on he grumbled again, realizing how tight it was.

here for you | 620w | Leon can’t sleep, but somehow Piers makes his anxieties bleed away.

grand plans | 260w | “Are you seriously going to wear that?”

new puppy | 430w | “Hey there little guy.” Leon bent down to pick up the little puppy, straightening again to hold it against his chest. His hands looked almost comically large as the dog was so tiny, and carefully he cradled it close.

a little bit funny | 850w | So maybe Piers hadn’t slept properly in days, and the sleep deprivation was making him a little hysterical, but he didn’t even remember when a stupid comedy would’ve made him laugh so much.

for now our time is here | 4,4k | When Chris had told them to wait up and left them alone for a while, this probably wasn’t what he’d been expecting, but the second he’d closed the door behind himself the tension that had been brewing between Leon and Piers had snapped like a cord.

wanting too much | 1,1k | “Fucking hell, never do that to me again,“ Leon huffed out, clearly relieved beyond anything.

the prettiest agent with the prettiest hair | 1,2k | Piers stress-braids. Leon doesn't mind. And besides, Piers always undoes the braids whenever he's done with them. Until one night he forgets.

you can be the air that i breathe | 1,0k | It wasn’t the first time Piers got punched in the face by a gigantic BOW so hard that the hit sent him flying. It was, however, the first time he was sent careening off a bridge and into the river below. And it was, definitely, the first time Leon saved his life.

before I found you | 890w | The second Piers realized that the spikes covering the monster actually came off, and it was able to shoot them towards its attackers, it was already too late for him to react.

you don’t need to stay | 950w | Piers did his best to take care of Leon. And as much as Leon appreciated it, he didn’t want to be a goddamn nuisance.

need me, baby, just a little stronger tonight | 2,1k | Leon really has to practice perfecting his poker face. At least he gets what he wants in the end.

be my valentine | 920w | “Are you sure?“ Piers asked for the tenth time, frowning down at the bar of Fazer blue chocolate. “I still think it’s… not a lot?”

you're the world that I wanna discover | 7,5k | The one wherein they buy a house, fall even more in love, and Leon reaches a breaking point.

call me (tell me what you feel) | 1,7k | Leon is stuck at the airport. At least he gets a nice phone call with Piers.

incentive to stay alive | 1,0k | "Hey, Nivans, wake up,” he tried, but there was no answer, and he couldn’t help but let the worry in his voice. “Piers. Don’t you dare die on me. Chris would kill me if I let anything happen to his best sniper.”

blanket hog Leon | 880w | Grumbling, Piers turned around, and as he’d expected Leon was cozily wrapped in at least four blankets, leaving nothing for Piers, who was currently freezing his ass off.

I give you all I am | 2,0k | “Leon?” Piers approached in quick steps, watching recognition flicker in Leon’s eyes as he lowered his own weapon too. Leon was slumped against the wall, hunched over and holding his side, and there was something feverish about his eyes. Yet as soon as he realized it was Piers he gave a shaky grin, even if that was all he managed.

why are the gorgeous ones always taken | 810w | Piers blinked his eyes open slowly, expression scrunched up, and it took a long moment before he managed to actually focus his gaze on Leon’s face. When he did, a smile immediately bloomed on his face, and he even tilted his head a little. “Have I died and gone to heaven?” he croaked out, his voice rough from lack of use.

still intact | 1,1k | It took a week before the level of painkillers was correct and Piers woke up with a gasp instead of a scream. And the first thing he asked was for someone to kill him.

of guns and ...guns | 270w | Leon likes the way Piers handles his rifle. There’s drool involved.

always fashionable | 540w | Apparently having a crush on the well-dressed, professional Leon translated into being absolutely fucking in love with the sleep-mussed and squinty Leon.

misplaced phones and revelations | 660w | Chris finds Piers’ phone. Which turns out to be Leon’s phone. The two turn out to be dating. Chris feels kind of blind.

yee-haw! | 1,0k | Leon rides Piers. Wearing a cowboy hat.

you’re cute when you’re angry | 620w | When he’s stressed, Piers washes the dishes. Angrily.

want to drink (with) you | 1,1k | Piers is an embarrassing drunk. Leon loves him anyway.

and each one of us is a path somewhere | 22,2k | Piers gets thrown twenty years back in time. Into Raccoon City, 1998. He’d heard about what Leon went through that night, but he never thought he’d have to actually experience it himself. Together with bright eyed rookie Leon.

hold me close | 560w | Leon falls asleep against Piers’ shoulder.

goatee man | 890w | Piers thinks growing a beard might make him look more manly.

promises kept | 2,9k | Leon finds out Piers isn't dead after all. He's just locked up in a BSAA research facility with no one allowed in to visit.

stay with me tonight (stay until the end of life) | 2,2k | Leon doesn’t know I’m contacting you, but a fair warning, because I’m worried. He was found unconscious on the bathroom floor at 10AM. They took him to the hospital, but he checked himself out. Look after him, okay?

4am | 760w | “What can I say,” Piers grinned against Leon’s neck, “I was dreaming of you.” He had no reservations about moving his hips, letting Leon feel just how nice the dream had been.

caffeinated | 550w | Someone gives Piers coffee. Leon knows what to do with that excess energy.

and i'm you and you're me | 7,0k | The one wherein Leon and Piers accidentally swap bodies.

girls’ day in bed | 780w | Piers and Leon wake up one morning with boobs and other assorted lady parts. It’s a fun day. (Spoiler alert: they have a lot of sex.)

worlds apart | 3,2k | Krauser kidnaps Piers to lure Leon to him. (feat. past Krauser/Leon)

not again | 530w | Watching Piers’ mutation brings Leon some very unfortunate flashbacks. (feat. past Krauser/Leon)

gorgeous | 300w | Piers calls Leon gorgeous.

the most comfortable pillow | 350w | Leon falls asleep with his head on Piers’ lap.

beautiful | 840w | Even after losing an arm and ruining half of his face, Piers is the most beautiful thing to Leon.

as seen in adult films | 580w | Piers doesn’t know one damn thing about dishwashers. He volunteers to fix one anyway.

never letting go | 260w | Leon is goddamn comfortable right here. He isn’t going to move a single inch.

nose kisses | 390w | Piers is cute when he’s cranky. Just ask Leon.

no other half could ever make me whole | 6,3k | The one wherein they get a scare and there's a proposal.

the luxury of being held | 690w | The fabric of Piers’ hoodie is the perfect place to hide. (feat. Theo’s amazing art)

just one step from heaven, one step from paradise | 2,7k | The one wherein Piers makes sure Leon doesn’t freeze, and they enjoy their vacation.

all is fair in war, love and Mario Kart | 600w | Piers sucks at Mario Kart.

Chris/Leon

if i never see all my dreams come true, the one that mattered the most was you | 5,9k | Chris enlists Leon’s help on a mission as a clever ruse to make the man take a break he so obviously needs.

and I don't want to know how slow the time must flow | 11,1k | Chris and Leon try to fight their way out of a castle and feelings take over.

you are my heart, you are my home | 3,2k | Chris is sick, and he’s being extra dramatic about it.

from the gates of longing | 5,5k | Chris volunteers to take Leon home, but ends up getting a lot more than he bargained for.

how to accidentally get adopted - a guide by Piers Nivans | 2,3k | Piers accidentally keeps calling Chris dad, and Chris and Leon sort of unofficially adopt him.

right here by your side | 1,9k | When Chris shows up to check up on Leon, four days into his self-imposed flu-exile, at first Leon wants to just throw him out. But then it turns into a relationship-building moment and suddenly he can’t mind all that much.

about time | 1,8k | Leon is freezing. Chris warms him up.

yet you'll lose yourself in me | 3,3k | The one wherein Chris is generously proportioned and Leon kind of loves it. (whispers: size kink)

beyond tomorrow | 1,7k | Leon ends up in the hospital after a mission, Chris hurries to see if he’s okay. Claire is already there.

look at those heart-eyes | 180w | Quickly Chris shook his head, reluctantly pulling his attention away from Leon.

there’s a cat in the sink | 220w | “There’s a cat in the sink, and we don’t own a cat.”

from the future | 300w | It’s 1998 and Leon comes face to face with himself, from 2017.

surprise redfield | 250w | “Don’t worry,“ Chris says, nonchalantly as if it’s an everyday occurrence that he’s standing in Leon’s kitchen.

need this feeling to last (there's no denying) | 2,4k | “Why don’t you fuck me yourself, you coward!“

something solid, something good | 520w | Chris was so warm, and that together with all the glorious skin-on-skin contact made Leon happily sink back into the embrace.

come closer | 520w | Leon is done with Chris being so careful around him.

your arms around me | 690w | Chris woke up cold and alone.

a needed break | 440w | Sometimes Chris got so single-mindedly stuck on a task that he forgot everything around himself.

the iron maiden | 820w | Suddenly it was hard to breathe, like he couldn’t fill his lungs with oxygen no matter how much he tried, to the point that his vision started to get blurry.

robin hood: chris in tights | 480w | Chris’ face was twisted into a theatrical grimace as he tugged a little on the green tights we was wearing. They were like painted on and although he didn’t really have body issues in general, he couldn’t help but feel self-conscious about it.

luckless romance | 4,0k | Leon and Chris turn a drunken argument into something better. (Please note: The link takes you to the last part of six.)

take my hand | 920w | The worst part, by far, is not seeing anything. There are sounds, people talking like he isn’t even in the room, machines beeping and doors opening, quick busy steps against the floor.

let me take you to the edge of the stars and back again | 3,0k | Chris takes his sweet, sweet time before he gives Leon what he wants.

I’m going to seduce you | 1,1k | Jesus Christ, they’d had sex. Leon groaned again, this time less because of the headache and more because he felt so unbearably dumb. He’d probably had the best sex of his life, and he couldn’t remember it.

a little help | 430w | Those fucking idiots, Claire thought for the millionth time, as she watched her brother give the biggest dumbest heart eyes at Leon, who was blissfully oblivious about everything going on around him.

the way to anyone’s heart (the answer is food, good food) | 2,4k | Chris asks Leon to teach him how to cook. (Spoiler: Leon doesn't know how.)

oh the horror | 270w | “I seriously don’t understand why you want to watch this shit,” Leon groaned, pressing his face into Chris’ chest.

jealousy | 670w | Chris swallowed hard, downed the last of his beer, and took the leap. “I’m jealous okay.”

twist me up | 510w | Sure Chris had always known that Leon was flexible. Sure he had seen him even do these weird-ass yoga poses more than once. There was nothing new to it.

meet the parents | 600w | Leon brings Chris home for Christmas.

precious cargo | 930w | Chris lugs Leon around like luggage.

it's always been you | 870w | The hardest thing for Leon was when someone he cared about was in danger but there was nothing he could do about it. And then Chris fell into a ravine.

come away with me (to another world) | 2,0k | Leon finally gets a vacation.

first time sucker | 930w | “I don’t know, because it’s fun?” Leon said. “I promise you, you’re missing out.”

read my scars | 1,9k | Chris learns about Leon's scars.

battered and bruised | 650w | Ignoring the bruises and scrapes he had, Chris turned around and sprinted towards Leon, gritting his teeth against the strain moving put on his side.

a different kind of proposal | 500w | “If you keep fucking me this good,“ he breathed out, unsure if Chris even heard the words, “I’ll have to marry you.“

welcome home | 370w | The door had barely fallen shut behind Chris when Leon was in his personal space, grabbing him by the lapels of the trench coat he was wearing so he could pull him in close for a kiss.

I’d always choose you | 280w | Ada was something they didn’t talk about. When someone, anyone, brought her up Leon clammed up and changed the subject. And Chris had tried to be understanding, had tried to be patient, had tried his very best to respect Leon’s boundaries with this. But Chris was only human.

fuck or die | 1,7k | Chris gets hit by a weird plant, and his hard-on just will not go down. Until Leon takes matters into his hands.

i need a hug | 470w | “I think,“ Leon sighed, but then it was like all fight bled from him and he slumped a little forward. “I need a hug.“

oh no there’s only one bed | 990w | “Don’t be ridiculous. It’s just one night. I’m sure you’ve slept with worse persons than me.”

the butt that became a pillow | 420w | Chris falls asleep on Leon.

like father like son | 2,8k | Leon finds out he has a son.

monster magnet | 1,1k | Leon didn’t know when it had become something he recognized so easily. When had it become so normal for mutated creatures to look at him with such unadulterated lust.

please be okay | 620w | Leon faints from sheer exhaustion.

like father like... grandson? | 4,1k | Liam proposes to a girl but ends up with Piers anyway. Chris and Leon are the friendly neighborhood grandpas. Their grandson is adorable, and Leon thinks he takes after him. Obviously. (feat. Piers/OMC)

black lace | 790w | Chris gets to come home to Leon in thigh high black lacy stockings and matching lingerie, instantly sending Chris’ brains into an overdrive.

at least let me help | 790w | Leon opens the door an inch, Chris uses the given opportunity to slam it wide open. Metaphorically speaking.

bridal style | 200w | Leon refuses the medical check up. So Chris carries him.

dance with me | 1,0k | Wedding planning with two schmoopy idiots in love.

drunken cravings | 480w | Chris and Leon are drunk, hungry, and incapable of cooking.

blow me | 650w | Chris gets his brains sucked out through his dick.

Claire knows best | 610w | Chris tries to set Leon up with Claire. Then Claire does set Leon up with Chris.

chase the demons away | 940w | Chris struggles with nightmares, Leon is there to hold him through them.

dance me to the end of love | 550w | Leon struggles to learn to dance.

Piers/Leon, Chris/Leon

fate changed (we keep loving as if the story isn't over yet) | 34,3k | In hindsight, Leon knew the second he opened the door and saw Chris standing there, dressed in his service uniform, mouth pinched to a grim line and unable to meet Leon’s gaze straight. There was only one logical reason for it, only one way to explain why he was standing there like he would rather be anywhere else, and Leon almost slammed the door right in his face. -- Or the one wherein no one really knows how to handle their grief, but somehow life goes on anyway. (I’m still so proud of this one negl)

Chris/Leon/Krauser

hearts beating fast (let's make this moment last) | 5,7k | Chris gets invited in for a threesome. The clever thing would’ve been to refuse, knowing his unrequited, helpless feelings. But then again, he’s just a man.

OT3

double the fun | 3,1k | Truthfully, Leon hadn’t thought his day could get this much better. Everything had gone wrong from the second he’d woken up and he’d already written the day off entirely, until the moment Chris had looked him dead in the eye and asked “How do you feel about two at once?”

of cuddles and blanket forts | 620w | Piers and Leon build a blanket fort. Chris would think they’re idiots, but they might actually be kind of brilliant.

hair straightener or waffle iron? | 310w | Chris and Piers break Leon’s hair straightener.

the last piece of the puzzle | 2,7k | The one wherein two becomes three.

not alone | 2,3k | Completely on accident, Piers and Chris happen to be there to save Leon from a tight spot. Cuddles ensue.

Krauser/Leon

drive me crazy (your eyes made me crave for this) | 2,3k | It was the best sex Krauser had ever had in his life. That’s why he kept coming back to Leon, kept saying ‘yes’ every single time the man as much as hinted that he might be up for meeting. He was getting off, and he was enjoying every second of it, and that was the extent of it. There certainly weren’t any feelings involved. None. None at all.

enjoying the view | 200w | Krauser likes ass-watching.

carry me to bed | 440w | Slowly Leon was coming back to his senses. Sweat was cooling on his skin, the hard surface of the table underneath him starting to feel uncomfortable.

and I lied that we would be fine | 1,1k | Leon knows he isn’t supposed to be doing this. There’s a vague recollection of something more important, something he should be focusing on, but the vast majority of his world has narrowed down onto the slick slide of their bodies, on the cheap scratchy sheets on his skin, on the sound of Krauser’s voice in his ear, and he can’t bring himself to care.

yet never enough | 1,9k | Krauser likes mirrors.

of wanting | 400w | Leon’s laughter echoed in the room as Krauser pinned him against the wall, before shutting him up with a ravenous kiss.

better with you | 590w | Despite knowing Krauser had his back, Leon was genuinely surprised when the man sat down right next to him instead of telling him to suck it up and get moving.

breakfast | 530w | Lately things had slowly begun to shift. And Leon wasn’t sure yet what was going on. Or how he felt about it.

kill me now | 900w | It was more than clear how much Krauser enjoyed their frantic attempts to kill one another, and Leon’s traitorous body shivered in response, the memory of times long gone returning like no time had passed at all.

lust that I've already spilled | 1,4k | “C’mon, Leon,” Krauser taunted, grinning as widened his stance. “This cock isn’t gonna suck itself.”

will you just look at me | 650w | Krauser refuses to do feelings.

Wesker/Chris

I am the light that shall lead you to darkness | 1,8k | In all honesty, Chris wasn’t entirely sure how he’d ended up here: a panting mess, bent over a massive wooden table with Wesker holding him down laughably easily.

the light to drown in darkness | 2,0k | Wesker craves Chris. So Wesker takes Chris.

love-hate-(obsession?) | 470w | Wesker is a lovesick fool. If he wasn’t also a homicidal maniac, Jill would almost feel sorry for him.

#the old guard #resident evil #kaysanova #chreon #metaltango #nivannedy #chrisker #kreon #idk what i'm forgetting it's 2 am and i've spent seven hours on this #have pity on me :'D #my fics #2020 #this was so much work #i am praying for the links to work properly #so i don't need to touch this again nnhhh

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Kalafina Live Report: 9+ONE @Kitakyushu - REVISITED

So, this is something I wanted to do for a long time now (almost 3 years to be exact). Back in 2017, when Kalafina was still a thing and times were good, I was lucky enough to live in Japan and able to attend various of Kalafina activities. My first proper concert was their final live of the 9+ONE tour in the city of Kitakyushu/Fukuoka prefecture, in June 2017.

My first live report was certainly different than all the others that followed, less detailed, less emotional so to say. I always wanted to update the whole thing because looking back, there were so many moments during the concert that I - for whatever reason - did not write about enough or not at all. Well, since I have been working at home for quite a while now, I feel like now is the perfect time, as this gives me an amazing reason to be lazy and productive at the same time. Here is my original live report: PART 1 / PART 2

So, a lot of things will certainly stay the same because I just don’t remember enough of the concert, especially about the vocal performance or things the girls have said during the MCs. I will add some other details that I still remember (hopefully correctly), and describe everything a bit nicer too :)

Let’s do it! Long ass report ahead! again

Back then, I was living in Kanagawa prefecture, but I was too late for tickets of the Yokohama or Tokyo lives. I was planning to visit a friend who lived in Fukuoka city at the time and Kalafina’s Kitakyushu concert perfectly fit into my schedule. Luckily, I was able to buy a ticket via convenience store. As I was pretty late, I got a kinda bad seat in the almost very back of the upper floor.

The morning of the live I arrived in the city of Kitakyushu, which is a rather famous port city at the northern tip of Fukuoka prefecture. The historic town Kokura has a beautiful castle, which I visited as well as Moji port. (After reading Hikaru’s blog post where she said that she also went to see the castle, I was a bit disappointed that I didn’t meet her xD). There’s also TOTO Museum, a museum dedicated to the TOTO company, which is famous for inventing those high-tech toilets that Japan is so known for.

I was kind of warned beforehand that the Kalafina good’s sale would attract a ton of people, so I wanted to be there as early as possible. About two hours too early I arrived at Kitakyushu’s Harmony Cinq Soleil Hall and waited along with a handful of other people. Slowly but steadily more and more people would gather, forming an absurdly long line. Not as extreme as the 10th Anniversary good’s line, but still impressive. Luckily, I was standing in some shade, because it was so damn hot and sunny the entire weekend. When the doors finally opened, I am sure there were like 200-300 people waiting to receive those sweet sweet popcorn buckets that were sold as venue exclusive merchandise. In the end, I bought the T-shirt, the key holder, the popcorn and the clear files, but looking back I do regret not buying the notebook. I wanted the popcorn mainly because of the Kitakyushu exclusive sticker - the popcorn itself had the flavor chocolate + soda (I think?), which I remember thinking was the shittiest combo of all flavors they had. It didn’t taste as bad as I thought but I still think it was overpriced. Together with the ticket itself, I ended up spending about 100€, which I thought was a lot, especially as there were people buying the entire collection and even more... hahahaha, oh innocent, naive past me, I didn’t know what was coming to me yet.

(Photo: in front of the venue)

I do love my merch though. I still wear all my Kalafina T-shirts at home, and while in Japan I had the key holder... hold my keys, making it all dirty and bent now lol The popcorn cup is decorating my shelf to this day.

Anyway, after getting my stuff, I went on to walk around, grab something to eat and even made friends with a Japanese girl, sharing our Kalafina love. Later, when people were admitted, probably around 800-900 people were there, quite a view! I saw some foreigners as well, and even made friends with a Philippine girl as well :D

(Photo: merch table at the venue)

(Photo: the stuff I bought)

While entering, staff was handing out little goodie bags, mostly with flyers and ads for other events or the obligatory concert questionnaire. However, that bag included our very own 9+ONE Lights! I took my seat which wasn’t as far from the stage as I thought, but I still would not be able to see the girls’ expressions.

When the concert finally started, a black but transparent screen was lowered (you know it from the 9+ONE DVD) and they started to play an overture version of “Samidare ga sugita koro ni”. Meanwhile we got see a collection of Kalafina’s entire discography, where each title of their songs, even in their respective font if available, was shown and merged into a white cloud, revealing our ladies.

(Photo: stage before the concert started)

They started with “Samidare ga sugita koro ni”. I remember it being good and nice, but I was never really fond of that song, even though it has grown on me a bit. We all clapped along and had our fun.

It continued with “misterioso”, also a song that has grown on me over time. While everyone was staying seated and enjoying themselves before, all the dudes in the arena seats jumped to their feet, being an upbeat song and stuff. I was grateful for the upper floor to have stayed seated almost the entire time, because being so far away was shitty enough and I didn’t want to spend 2 hours standing.

Anyhow, this song revealed some flaws in either the acoustics of the hall or the mixing of the sound technicians (I guess the latter?). Wakana was uncomfortably loud most of the time, drowning out the other two, but especially Hikaru - in some songs more than in others and more often than not when she wasn’t in the lead too. Some of her notes simply made me cringe. Hikaru on the other hand seemed to be feeling the exhaustion of the tour. On many occasions, she sounded tired, especially when it came to hit those high or long notes. The band didn’t help either, they also drowned out many parts of the singing... Maybe it was just this venue though and luckily, the 10th Anniversary wasn’t like this. Then again, I only attended acoustic lives or lives without band after that, so who knows how they sound when there is no DVD recording going on XD

Next was “Lacrimosa”, and this time Wakana wasn’t being as cringy as before. Poor Hikaru doing nothing for most of the time. One cool moment was that short pause after their “LA-CRI-MO-SA” part, right before the final chorus. The stage turned deep red with the girls reaching out to the audience. When you don’t know that this is coming, it’s an incredibly powerful move.

I don’t remember what they said during MC#1, other than greeting the audience and the usual “We hope you have fun” stuff. I do remember Hikaru welcoming us to the Harmony Cinq Kitakyushu Soleil Hall, by saying the entire name of the hall, and then saying something along the lines of “Thank god I didn’t trip over my tongue” (it’s a lot harder to say that name in Japanese, I give it to her lol).

They proceeded to introduce “Ashita no Keshiki”, a song that is not performed often, also because it’s a song that is mainly sung by Wakana. It was a beautiful performance, which was a little bit ruined by Hikaru. If you thought that she sounds strained and tired in the 9+ONE DVD version, well, imagine her like 5 concerts after that performance. Still great though, I came to love that song a lot.

“Hikaru no senritsu” was equally ok, but Hikaru again kind of screwed up her short “ashita wo kanadete” towards the end of the song. She probably just didn’t hit the note correctly, but to me it sounded as if she screwed up the timing, because I didn’t even her the first word or so.

With “Mirai”, Kalafina finally started to move around, so far they had stayed glued to their positions. They waved and interacted with the audience, cheering us on to cheer them on. I did enjoy the performance and the overall atmosphere, although “Mirai” belongs to my most disliked of all Kalafina songs.

In MC#2, they talked about “Ashita no Keshiki” a bit, together with their first album and how this is the first time performing in Kitakyushu (and not Fukuoka city). Since this is Wakana’s home prefecture, she proceeded to talk about her favorite Udon and Ramen restaurants (I think it was also about the restaurant chain West) and other specialties of Fukuoka.

The next song was “Oblivious”, also a song I was really looking forward to. As you know, this time Hikaru decided to sing her first lines in her high head voice (probably because she just can’t do it “regularly” anymore). I thought and still think it’s lovely, as it gives the song a much more mysterious opening and it’s also quite closer to the original to be honest. Wakana and the band drowned out Keiko for most of the time, with Hikaru and her high voice coming to the party later too. The acoustics were really weird that day...

“storia” was as usual, nothing special and not a song that really stands out to me anymore.

I was more looking forward to “Gogatsu no Mahou”, which is also a song I came to appreciate more over time. I adore the bridge section after the chorus, especially Wakana’s “habataku kotori no” and that one super high moment, so I really tried to focus on that particular part of the song. It was great!

With “consolation”, finally a darker and fiercer song made its debut and while I don’t really remember the performance itself anymore, I do remember the stage production. Basically, they packed out those lights and illuminations that they have been hiding so far and blasted us with them. Hikaru was pretty quiet though. Keiko on the hand appeared to have problems with her earpiece, and at some point she was frantically waving to the technicians backstage.

Wakana took it upon herself to dominate “To the beginning” as well, but we got some action on stage at least, since the girls stayed glued to their positions most of the timea again.

In MC#3, Keiko talked about how every live performance as well as their unique harmony is important to them (quite ironic after Wakana was actively trying to make Keiko NOT be heard lol). The following song was special in a sense that there would be NO harmony. Back then, when Kalafina received the song for the first time (or before recording, not sure), they even asked Kajiura Yuki whether this is correct or even intentional.

With “Haru wo matsu” we got our obligatory ballad. While I was never really fond of the song, I think it’s sweet and yes, their missing harmony gives it quite a refreshing vibe. Keiko sounded pretty much like in the 9+ONE DVD, but it was so strange to hear her cutesy voice live and so clearly... she sounded like an entirely different person XD Hikaru, for the first time actually, could finally shine, as we could HEAR her. She didn’t deliver as good as she probably could have, but still it was a very pretty performance.

Now, we were reaching the spot on their setlist that would differ at each venue. Before the concert, I checked out all setlists from the previous lives to see whether there were any patterns or which songs were most likely to be performed (again). It seemed like they took 4-5 songs and repeated them over the course of the tour, which is why I had my hopes high for “Hikaru furu” or “Kimi no gin no niwa”. But interestingly they chose a song they hadn’t performed yet (please correct if I’m wrong here), which was “Ring your bell”.

“Ring your bell” is very high on my list of all-time disliked Kalafina songs (I just can’t seem to escape that song...). But I was pleasantly surprised to hear that they started the song as an acoustic version, very much like the performance during their Arena Live. It stayed acoustic until after the first chorus, then the band joined too. I like this half-half version over the “normal” version, because it’s an amazing moment when you don’t expect the loud and cheerful opening of “Ring your bell” to suddenly fill the stage. The overall harmony of band and singers came together again and the acoustics were finally so much cleaner and nicer. The audience rose to their feet and even some dedicated dudes on my loser floor stood up to cheer them on. However, Wakana’s final high-pitched “ring your BELL” was incredibly cringy and breathy, one of the main reasons I hate the song so much.

Anyway, Kalafina got their break to change costumes and we got an AMAZING performance by the band that played some BGM of the anime “Kubikiri Cycle”. To this day, I don’t know what exact song they played and for the love of god, please SOMEONE TELL ME. I know it was fairly uptempo and rather dark... help pls XD

So far, the stage production was pretty much boring and simple. Other than some light effects, nothing really happened, we just had that huge curtain as background. Now, we finally got ACTION. Well, at least for the eye. They lifted the curtain and revealed those huge, impressing statues of Kalafina’s silhouettes, mostly made out of their past live outfits. I could have spent a long time checking out every part of this artwork, trying to recognize what dresses from which live they used and what not. Now that I watched the DVD, I know where Kalafina was standing, but at the time I didn’t see them AT ALL. The music played the overture and suddenly Keiko was on stage with the other two following her. To me it looked like they stepped THROUGH the middle silhouette, but turns out they were just standing in front of it - they were so far away, I couldn’t differ between them and the clothes behind them lol

(Photo: Hikaru’s “silhouette” with her outfits)

Well, I think I already gave you my opinion on those new dresses... At the time, both Keiko and Wakana looked kinda cool and pretty shiny, but even though I could see jack shit from so far away, I knew that Hikaru’s outfit was a disappointment. Her fucking pants and skirt or whatever that is... XD

I was incredibly looking forward to “Märchen”, as now it became one of my all-time favorite songs. But back then I was especially amazed by the song during their release event of the single in April. I wanted to hear this live again so badly and well... I did, but it wasn’t as good as the release event. Again, Hikaru sounded tired and Keiko and Wakana were fighting about who could be louder than the band. Keiko drowned out Hikaru most of the time... During the middle section we saw their Kala-dance, which I already got to witness during the release event. However, I was pleased to see that they decided to spice things up by showing background animations. It looked like they danced in sinc with themselves, it was truly impressive and such a refreshing use of video. This, as well as the later “Magia” performance made this concert/tour truly stand out and I am glad that they could take their creativity to a new level. I wish they would have continued to do so much more later on.

So, let’s talk about “Magia”. Holy shit, what a performance. The screen from the very beginning was lowered, intro was played, forest was shown, you know it guys. In sync with their live singing, they showed this fucking amazing pre-recorded bits of Kalafina and as I didn’t see this coming, it absolutely blew my mind. It was a psychedelic wtf show with cinema feeling all over the place and for once, the acoustics were actually good. Especially the instrumental part was... I don’t know what it was, but HOLY. SHIT. Truly guys, it was so cool. If there ever was an interview on that particurly performance I would love to read it to how Kalafina thought about this one and how the creation process went. When Keiko stepped in front of the screen it just added to her overall cool demeanor. When the screen was lifted again, we got a little sneak peak of the microphone stands in back.

(Photo: Keiko’s “silhouette” with her costumes)

Which were of course used for “Kyrie”. The DVD version is truly one of my favorite performances of that song and in Kitakyushu it was pretty cool too, especially with their small but effective arm movements. Keiko’s final long-ass “kyrie” was amazing and fairly unexpected from my side. Also some fat light show and big bass sounds, which I am always appreciating.

Next up was “heavenly blue” and here they tried to interact with the crowd once more. I like this song mostly for the kajiurago bridge and I always focus especially on Wakana’s super high “so na” (or whatever), while Keiko is going low at the same time. Wakana was too loud again though, but by now their overall performance and acoustics improved quite a lot.

“One Light” once again activated the crowd, especially Hikaru went crazy here. The atmosphere was amazing and you could just feel that everyone was fired up, singing along and having fun. Everyone just screamed when Hikaru sang “boku wa yukeru”, so cool.

MC#4 was about band introduction. Konno Hitoshi and Sakurada weren’t present if I remember correctly, which was a shame... but then again, I wouldn’t know the difference lol

The last song of the block was their new single at the time, “Into the world”. It was really beautiful, Hikaru finally sang more clearly. A good performance, very similar to the ones I would see from that point on.

We got a little break again, as Kalafina traditionally fake-ended the concert. While the audience was clapping, it took about 5 minutes or so for them to return. But first, the screen was lowered again, and some text, together with the intro for “Ongaku” finally told us to switch on our 9+ONE Lights. Everyone did so and boy, what a sight! Even from so far in the back, the lights in the dark hall looked so great! While of course hundreds and hundreds of people were present, you don’t really get a sense of that sheer number when you focus on the stage the entire time. I looked around and with so many lights illuminating the hall, you truly get a feeling of how many people actually are here with you.

Kalafina returned with their plain, but nevertheless cool black outfits, wearing the little lights themselves and standing on a mini-stage. The song played out as usual, but this time, as Konno Hitoshi wasn’t present and the other violin guy played his solo different than usual. Don’t ask me how it differed, I really don’t remember, but I liked that version a lot more. We got a new cool background too.

“blaze” pretty much business as usual.

(Photo: Wakana’s “silhouette” with her outfits, sorry for the bad quality)

MC#5 was about Hikaru and her beloved sales corner, where she mainly introduced the Kalafina produced goods like Keiko’s pink dumbbell and her bath salt (I think). She talked about the 9+ONE Lights and that they do not produce new lights for each concert, but re-use them every time. That was supposed to increase to sense of unity and connection between them and the fans as well as among the fans themselves, “carrying the fire of every fan and concert to the next” or something like this. As Kalafina had upcoming concerts in Taiwan and Hong Kong, Hikaru said that they would bring the lights to international fans too, so “don’t take them home!”. Well... I guess my ten years of studying Japanese at this point must have failed me in that particular instance because I truly don’t know what she said or meant. I unfortunately ended up taking the ring home. #guiltybutnotguilty #sue me

I think this is also where they talked about the big silhouettes we have seen in the earlier block and that they used dresses from previous performances to decorate them. They then turned around, facing the wall and imitated the poses of the silhouettes - it was super funny and crowd laughed and cheered. I think they lifted the screen of this stained glass pattern to show the silhouettes for direct comparison. (Correct me if I am wrong, but I think they cut out this conversation from the DVD? Not sure, too lazy to check).

We sadly arrived the final song of the setlist, which again should differ at each venue. What song would it be? I hoped for songs like “sprinter” or “Yume no daichi”, as those were among the songs they had already performed during the tour.

Well, back then, they had announced their new single “Hyakka Ryouran”, but it wasn’t released yet (I think we only knew some bits of the chorus at the time). Funnily, I talked about that with the girls I had met prior to admittance, something like “Hey, wouldn’t it be cool if Kalafina performed Hyakka Ryouran as surprise encore?”. I mean, they were no strangers to performing songs that haven’t been officially released yet, see “Into the World” during the Arena Live. But, you know... I thought that would be unlikely, because why should they?

BUT NOT THEY ACTUALLY DID IT! Keiko was like: “Ah, which song will be the final song... Well, how about our new single?”, and the crowd LOST IT. I lost it too XD Seriously, no one could handle that. Anyway, now that I know the full version by heart, it’s hard to describe how I felt back then. Listening to a song for the first time is always an experience, but it makes it hard to remember when you can’t listen to it again and again. I tried to focus on every aspect of the song, and remember it as being “dark”, due to Keiko’s deep intro, “fast” and “rock-like”, fitting into the samurai setting of the anime with its flute elements. I still couldn’t believe my luck though and afterwards, the crowd cheered and cheered.

Now the concert should have been over, but instead they entered MC#6. They talked about the first sing of the night “Samidare ga sugita koro ni”. Apparently, they pretty much have never performed this one live, except once during a fanclub-only event. For this tour they wanted to sing this song “for everyone”, as it is such a bright and warm piece.

So, for whatever reason, Kalafina decided to perform “Samidare ga sugita koro ni” AGAIN. However, this time they emphazised that bright feeling of connected hearts and unity by making us turn on our One Lights and wave along with the rhythm. Everyone loudly sang with them, especially during the “lalala” part towards the end. It was so much fun to listen to Kalafina, to the audience around me and singing along too, all while watching this amazing light show that we were creating ourselves. It was even better and much more carefree than the first performance. Still can’t believe my luck that of all venues of the 9+ONE tour, I got to attend to most unique one.

After that, the band was introduced again, they all held hands and thanked the audience for coming. But just before they wanted to bow, Wakana suddenly sobbed (so loud that I actually heard it lol), trying to wipe away tears. Being in her home prefecture, I figured she was just so overwhelmed by her emotions. Each of the three said some final words and with that the concert and the domestic 9+ONE tour ended.

I proceeded to take photos of the stage, as we were still able to see the big silhouettes. However, staff members appeared and told everyone to stop taking pictures and get the fuck out, probably to stop people from “spoiling” the concert before the DVD release or copyright or whatever. Well, thankfully I already took like 3 photos and managed to sneakily take another one, in order to have a close shot of each silhouette (which is why the third photo of Wakana’s statue is not a close-up like the other too). I left the building, returned to Fukuoka city and 2 days later back to Kanagawa.

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Despite the sound issues, it was truly a great live experience. 9+ONE would be, along with the 10th Anni, my only “real” Kalafina concert experience, as all the other concerts I attended would either be acoustic or without live band. I am so thankful that I managed to seize the opportunity and attend this live, especially in Wakana’s home. Writing this report again made me remember all those feelings I had back then, now they make me both happy and sad.

Anyway, I hoped you like my updated report!

#kalafina #9+ONE #live #live report #revisited #a bit more details #talk about overdue #fukuoka #never forget

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misszura · 3 years

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I've changed my phone yesterday, so I'm looking what I need to transfer from the older one, before I dump it (it's a really old one, it can't charge it's battery more than 50% and it lasts like 1h on its bests days, but that's not the point)

I was looking the notes, and I found a bully scene I probably wrote late at night.

This one is particilar, because it's from a book idea I had, something like a girl is bullied by the ghost of a dead bully, because she has been cursed by the mean girl of the school when she did a spiritism party with her friends.

I'll write it one day i promise, I just need to find a plot.

I'll show you because I'm laughing about what I wrote. (The fact it's in English, is gold because I never write in English first hand for my late at night writings, don't judge the mistakes XF)

Give me your feedback if you want

Trigger warnings: violence, blood (mention) (I mean no pictures, because it's a writing, but the character bleed) bullying, probably slurs (I not sure of the word, so I put it in case)

No title, because huh.

Arriving at the school, the day after her meeting with the "ghost" she is immediately accosted by 2 guys a little imposing accost her. She immediately lowers her head as much as possible "as if her day couldn't be worse, they had to come back."

"Who are they? I like their Style."

And he had to add more.

"So bitch do you have our money?"

"Oh! It's getting interesting now."

She kept her head down. Of course not that she didn't have it. 2 days to raise $ 100 is too little. The nearest boy grabbed a lock of her hair between two fingers to take a closer look. She didn't move.

"What have you done to your hair? It's different."

She remained silent. If she said the wrong thing, it wouldn't end well for her. He finally let go.

"How much does she already owe us? 100? 200? 300?"

He was going to go on and actually increase her debt, she couldn't afford it.

"100 ... I owe you a hundred dollars."

She did her best to ignore the 'pathetic' her new best friend had just let loose. If at least the others could see him, they would be intimidated and she would have that less to deal with.

"But she's talking! I thought you had lost your tongue. Do you have my money?"

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She had a choice between telling the truth and getting hit, and lying and getting hit. What a tough choice.

"No ... I didn't have time ... I'll have it tomorrow!"

The boy laughs. A genuinely amused sneer. "That's what you told me yesterday. And you dare to come back here? Look at me."

She didn't move.

He got angry.

"I told you to look at me!"

She jumped and did so. She wanted to cry. He looked genuinely angry.

"Since you didn't try to lie to me, I'll give you a delay. Not tomorrow, but Monday. If you're late again we go up to 150. And it will be 50 more per day late."

He grabbed her chin to make sure she didn't take her eyes off him.

"And for each day of delay, it will be a one-way trip to the hospital. Is that understood?"

She nodded, already ready to cry.

"I did not hear." He took a deep breath before resuming screaming. "Is that understood?"

"Yes that's perfectly clear! I'll have your money on Monday!"

He let go of her, and pushed her to the ground before kicking her things around. She straightened up and began to collect her things.

"Is that all? the little bullies arent what they were anymore, I was hoping for a good old one-sided fight ..."

She just ignored him.

"You know, pretending I'm not here won't make me disappear. On the contrary."

He picked up a lesson sheet that was still lying on the floor, rolled it into a ball before throwing it across the hall.

"You're just going to piss me off. You'll learn not to piss me off."

She looked up hurriedly. His tone had become more threatening. No. She didn't want to piss him off.

"Sorry! I didn't mean to! It won't happen again!"

He looked at her with a sadistic smile. He had done something.

"Too late. If i was you, I would run as fast as possible."

She looked in the same direction as the boy, to see that the bully that had just left was looking at her in hatred. The ball of paper had hit him in the head.

"You are so dead."

She got up faster than she thought possible, leaving her things in the middle of the corridor, under the laughter of Mister her official demon. She managed to get out of the building without getting caught, surely she would have managed to escape them, if someone hadn't been assigned to ruin her life. But a person had been assigned to ruin her life, unfortunately. The boy tripped her up and put his feet on her ankle, so she wouldn't try to run again. It wasn't long before the two boys arrived, and that was the end of it.

She felt the first punch perfectly. Perfectly placed, right in the nose. The second landed in her ribs. The others she no longer felt. She no longer felt anything. She was in pain of course, but she didn't know where, she was aware that her nose was bleeding, that her mouth was full of blood, or even that her eye was swollen, but all these sensations were far away, like a memory, as if she was no longer really in her body. With a final punch, the boy stood up, leaving her on the floor, barely conscious.

"I want the 150 Monday, last deadline after I'll really start to hurt you."

She tries to protest, to tell him he said 100, but he cut her off again.

"I've been nice to you, but you pissed me off. I'll never be nice again."

He kicked her, before walking away.

The demon (he needs a fucking name.) Leaned over her, looking euphoric.

"That's what I wanted to see! I have to admit that these guys have balls. In my day, we would never have dared to hit a girl. Well, I would have done it well several times, but the gang had decided not. We weren't touching the girls. Fucking pussies. "

She tried to stand up, but he pinned her to the ground with his feet. He looked at her amused, she wasn't even trying to move, she was just apprehensive about his next move. "You'll never ignore me again."

He removed his foot and walked away to find the bullies, and see who their other victims were.

#writing #bullying #original work #I don't remember writing that #it's not the worst I wrote #i surprise myself #why did I wrote that?#zura's writing #even if #zura cann't write

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1834 August Wednesday 6th

I fear the enormity of this entry made for a transcribing pause. AL has now applied the new measurement unit of parasols to accacia trees. We and AL learn far more than is necessary about fruit farming, land measurement, holiday rentals and chimney top making. By the time AW objects to the flea ridden auberge both her and I have lost it. Make of this encyclopedic entry what you will. Frankly, I’d have barred the bedroom door after today’s info onslaught.

no kiss not with her at all - fine morning - F68 in my back room at 10:10 - breakfast at 9 - Ann still poorly her bowels no better - had our host M Bernard - he fancied the 11 minerals I had left out of the box = 20/. so I took only 4 for 6/. – quartz upon chaux carbouté 3/., cristaux de quartz 1/., spath pésante, bartye, d’annouay 1/., pierre ollaire 1/.

he calls set-e-ra is what our cocher called stèré – a setĕra = 900 toises carrés but they commonly go here by the journal (plural journaux) = 2/3 of a setĕra or 600 toises carrés - terre à chauvre is worth 3000 francs a setĕra - terre with vines and bled = from 2000/ 2400 francs a setĕra - tear de vigne = francs 1800 to 2000 francs a setĕra - the vine-hills (as at his own campagne) are what they call mi-côtes (i.e. demi côtes) - M Perrier has no land that he (M Pérard) knows of but at Vizille and none there but what belongs to the Chateau and may have from 60 to 80 seteras - but it is the Chateau which makes the land valuable - in buying land one has to consider where it is terre battie, or not; that is, terre with a good house on it, or not - where there is a very large quantity of land, the house is generally given in - where there is not much land, of the house is a consideration - the chateau at Vizelle valuable as being a large manufacturing - filature de coton and employing now 200 to 400 oeuviers - wheat is sold by the boisseau weighing 42 lb + or - according to the goodness of the wheat - it is now 4/50 per boisseau should be 6/. to enable the farmer to pay his way comfortably - M Perard gave 22,000 francs for his campagne (has 17 setĕras) and has laid out from 36,000 to 40,000 francs - wants 10,000 francs for all the trouble he has had the 28 months since he bought it, and asked 70,000 francs but his wife does not wish him to sell - he will assure the estate producing 100 louis = 2400/ per annum without making anything of the house - it is situate in what is called the Beauplan –

took a guide, and out, (left Ann although) at 11:50 to the chateau fort or Bastille on the high compact limestone rock north of the town - had got a considerable way above the engineer’s house when he himself came and I was obliged to turn back and ask leave of the commandant - vexed enough - but could not help it - went back the engineer with me - and shewed my passport - made my story good - the commandant very civil asked me to take bev[erage] en eau sucré and this the which I declined - went a good way up with me - gave me note to the lieutinent in command at the top, and asked me to stop at his and take something on my return and I promised to call - I counted above 350 steps and forgot to count those perhaps 20 or 30 to the very top, and the others lower down - besides all that traversing I certainly mounted 400 steps - very fine views of the town

about halfway and at the very top at 1:30 magnificent view of the valleys of the Isère and Drac - the former winds near the town in large folds - very beautiful - staid 10 minutes under the boiling sun enchanted with the view - the Graissivaudan valley at the apex of the angle stands Grenoble a very fine rich (deserving all of its praises – the fine high Savoy mountain snow-ridged on the east rather hid by clouds but the range hills of hills beautifully thrown together with pointed round elongated all shaped tops - everyone should go to the top of the chateau - from the higher mountain above it the town would be marked by the castle – heated as I was, I was well repaid –

down at the old tower, where lives the engineer and his wife, at 2:30 - very civil - hoped I should go and see them again - gave me a nice little nosegay from their flower pots on the top of the tower - he lost his right arm in Spain at the taking of Valentia (Valence) and - has 1500/. a year pay and 300/. gratification and lives, rent-free of course, in the tower – a taker of roads came in - said the new road to Marseille by Claix, Vizelle etc would be finished in 4 or 5 years as also the new road to Italy by Bourg d’Oisans, Grave, Madeleine, Lauzet etc to Oulx and Exilles and Souza would be done in 5 years - 10 leagues done - 30 more to do the road is done to beyond Bourg d’Oisans- 1/4 hour at the engineers ‘Mr de Matheis, Garde du Génie, Chevalier de la legion d’honneur, à Rabot’ – born at Turin - gave me his address written very well with his left hand –

and returning went to the marbrier, near the good stone bridge ‘Bernard fils Marbrier, rue du no.12, près le pont de Pierre, à Grenoble’ - 1 chimney piece very pretty dark coloured ground much veined with yellow - found in a ravine near Grenoble a - no quarry of it - called brêche de tez, la cheminée conte 150/. transport to Paris 12/. and 15/. to London perhaps 30/. would engage it at 50/. - but what would be the duty? - could furnish 10 or 11 specimens of Grenoble marbles, or marbres du pays of the Dauphiny alps 3 1/2 inches carrés 1/4 inch thick at 3/. each –

home a 3 1/2 - paid all and off from l’ hotel des Ambassadors, Grenoble, at 4:35 – A-[Ann]’s bowels indisposed all the time – the town too low, and near the river - so glad to be off - like the neighbouring hills exceeding for living on - not at all disappointed with town or country - the town a good provincial town, though not handsome - had no time to see the musée - beautiful drive along the river winding tolerably near for some distance - at 5:35 having driven a very high by-road alighted at Campagne of our horte of a vignoble about 1/4 mile from the road (right) - formerly belonging to the Chartreux - shewed us the cave and the great 2 or 3 fontres (casks that 30 men could stand in at once) they left there, and the wine press - still perfectly good (of oak) though a century or two old – rez de chausée a good salon with cabinet for two beds at one end, and two other pieces [rooms] (small) – au 1er distribution with kitchen above, a bel? to be let – the [fermin?] under the same roof and the kitchen and 2 or 3 pieces reserved for his wife’s father and mother - I asked if the tenant could have a garden - no! But M Pernard would give him half the produce of the garden - this rez de chausée 1er well furnished for 1000 francs a year – for la belle saison May to October exclusive – everything really very nicely arranged –

find 7 1/2 foot parasol (in English umbrella) accacias, planted last November looking beautiful - had them from Martin Burdin Chambéri, at 24 sols per tree - and all sorts of rose-bushes at 12 to 16 sols each - find large 7 1/2 ft blueberry trees at 10 sols each – would he sell them to me at that price – M Penard will get and send me off to England as many as I please at the price he himself paid - the leaves of a fine young well headed mulberry tree sell for 20 to 30/. for the season – manure (engrais) (horse manure) very dear - had just 6000 francs worth into his land – but vines a hot thing themselves and did not do with a hot manure - wanted a cold one – la laiche bauche the best - the coarse ready grass (vide line 6 p 128) - too much horse dung bad, too hot -shewed his pavilion with great pleasure - pretty painted in fresco -an Italian from Turin did it and him and two men 2 1/2 months doing it for 600 francs - Ann sadly tired of so much talking she did not understand - but liked the place very well –

off again at 7, and at Voreppe (fine beautiful drive as before) a shabby little town at 7 1/2 - in the rough road coming away had lost the shaft’s bolt or staple - the blacksmith having waited for me (I was bargaining with the woman of the Inn, but she was trop exigeant and 36 minutes were lost) - off from Voreppe at 8:06 sorry not to staid the night but Ann thought we should have fleas in such a looking auberge and I determined not to give the woman more than 21/. for the night and breakfast tomorrow as though had little to give us for dinner and wanted 25/. - a pity to have to drive in the dark - fine rocks high and perpendicular we passed close under soon after leaving Voreppe, then fine shaped-hills and wood were dimly seen - alighted at l'hotel des Cours, chex Bearne at Voisin, at 9:40 - very good large room with two cabinets à un lit, at the end of the room - very comfortable - the master of the house very civil and reasonable - would object to nothing - would have all to me - and take my price - nice little supper- very fine day at 11:40 till about 5:00 p.m. then a shower and afterwards a few drops F70°at 12:10 tonight Not with her tonight

#anne lister’s diaries #ann walker #gentleman jack #somedays Anne #really???!!!

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fairyqueenofthedragons · 4 years

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Dragon Sanctuaries Part 1

So, this got long and has a lot of estimations for the sizing of the average dragon sanctuary and the animals that can live there. Based on comfortable living sizes.

The Dragon Sanctuaries appear to be in far more remote locations than the other sanctuaries. I mean, they had to use a helicopter and hike to get to Wyrmroost. Crescent Lagoon has a distracter spell so powerful that no one can look at it (Is that where the bermuda triangle is? I think it is). Soaring Cliffs hasn’t been seen yet, but by the name I think it’ll in mountains, likely hard to reach for that (knowing the luck of our dear heroes, it’s in Himalayas). And apparently Titan Valley is the largest and most secure of any preserve in the world.

So they’re remote, and highly guarded. Plus, they’re giant.

Compared to the other normal preserves, the dragon sanctuaries cover mass territory. The normal preserves might be be around 229 thousand acres (357 square miles), as that’s the median size of national parks. The ones on the higher end might be more around 870 thousand acres (1,359 square miles). The average dragon sanctuary might be somewhere around 3.43 million acres(5,358 square miles) The largest national park in the world is in Alaska, it’s Wrangell-St. Elias National Park & Preserve. If we say that Titan Valley is comparable (as the largest of the sanctuaries), it would be about 13.2 million acres, or 20,625 square miles.

That’s really big. But then, it’s got to be.

Wyrmroost has many big animals, dragons are only one of them (but numerous and need lots of room, and the more they grow and have children, the more room they’ll need. They probably can’t live so close together like humans, they need lots of food, lots of space, and some sort of area that fits them to sleep/have as a home (like water based dragons in crescent lagoon, dragons that prefer mountains, dragons that prefer underground, or trees.) so there needs to be a variety of land types for them too.

So the dragons require (and seem to have) a lot of space. I’d estimate an absolute minimum of 10 acres that would be large enough for the dragon maybe to live and have a home without room for real stretching or moving around. If you count hunting and moving around and exercise the dragon would likely need more like 500 acres minimum). That means, if we’re going by the likely average of dragon sanctuaries you can fit 857,280 dragons there max, and 6,858 min, and nothing else. That is a bit of a discrepancy, So lets lets add that some might live together and lower the size, so double the min to 13,716 dragons in the sanctuary minimum. Though if you’re trying to insure their safety and comfort, this would really be the max.

A small city (U.S.) might have a population of around 100,000 people, assuming dragon population was low when they went into the sanctuaries, each sanctuary probably started with around 5-10 thousand dragons, we’ll go with 7.5 thousand for the purposes of my calculations. Well, that can fit easily in an average dragon sanctuary, with plenty of room for the other species there, depending on the species.

Other species in Wyrmroost that would need to be considered in space would include Basilisks. Which would likely need at least 10 acres of land if they get large like in harry potter, or maybe 1 acre if they don’t like in percy jackson. So without enough infor we’ll average those to 5, give them a population of... 1 thousand. They’ll make 5 thousand acres needed.

Cyclopses which would need around 2-3 acres for one family of cyclopses, not counting hunting and exercise space, which would add probably 50 more acres. We’ll average down I guess, go to 25 acres. Population of... 3 thousand (families) (well beneath average population of a city, but cycloopses don’t seem to live in cities so). This means they would need (Overall) 75,000 acres.

Dire Bears based on normal bears need an area of 128 thousand acres, lets put 2 thousand bears there based on the size of the land. They would need 256 thousand acres for.

Dreadwolves need 320 thousand acres based on normal wolf packs, lets say 850 packs, that makes it 272 thousand acres total.

Dullions unknown space needed, they don’t seem to need much space. I also have no idea how many are there. We’ll just say 5 acres total.

Dwarves probably around 1-2 acres for a family of 4-5 dwarves, including everything they need. No idea if the families would be larger, we’ll just add a bit to the overall number of 5 thousand. So about 10 thousand acres.

Fair folk. Considering an average city size is 227.2 thousand acres (355 square miles) we’ll just go with that since the fair folk have a city. But there’s also a castle and the average castle size occupies 13 acres of land so we’ll just add that on. So the fair follk would need 227,213 acres of land.

fairies seem to be able to go most anywhere, but we’ll also take another 2 acres for them.

firedrakes lets average around 10 acres for living, and 200 for movement, and lets say 750 are there. So total land they would need, 150 thousand.

There’s one sky giant, which needs 750 acres for just the building, plus the fact that he basically says he owns that whole area of the mountain. so its basically 4.5 thousand acres.

There are also normal giants, hill ones, so lets give them 30 acres each, and lets say there are... 700 of them to start. So 21 thousand acres needed.

Giant Scorpions which would need probably 2-4 acres each. Lets say there are 500 of them. So 2 thousand acres total.

Then Gnomes, which like... who even knows where they live, or how many there are. But they apparently have a city. I’d say their city is probably smaller than the fair folk, by just a little. So we’ll go to 200 thousand acres.

There are goblins, 1 acre each family, and lets give 500 families, so 500 acres.

Then griffins. They seem to mostly live with other people, fair folk, the keep, the sky giant. So lets only average 500 outside of that area. Lets say they need 30 acres total. So 1.5 thousand acres.

Hags we know also have their own territory, so we’ll give them territory like the Gnomes. so another 200 thousand acres.

Minotaurs we’ll say 400 live there, each needing 3 acres, so 1.2 thousand acres.

Ogres we’ll say the same about. So another 1.2 thousand acres.

The Nymphs live in another territory, so another 200 thousand acres and... oh no, we’re out of space.

Oh well, this is just for comfortable living. Lets keep going anyways.

I guess the moss people might live there too so we’ll just give them their own area.

Then of course there are the Perytons. One acre of land can comfortably accommodate 2 based on deer statistics. So with an estimated 4 thousand, they would need 8 thousand acres of land.

Phoenixes are obscure surely, so we’ll say 100, max. with a need of 1-2 acres each, makes a nice small number of 200 acres.

Rocs are also rare I think, so 200 we’ll say. They need more land though. So 5 acres. So 1000 acres total.

The talking animals once again have their own territory. So another 100 thousand acres, though I lowered the number this time.

The Taurans also have their own territory, the herdlands. So that one will be 200 thousand... though really lets go to 300 thousand. Herds need lots of space.

Trolls would need probably 1 acre each, since they’d stay in one area probably. And you know, we’re averaging, the Gate trolls don’t need a huge amount of space, and the mountain trolls likely live on The sky giants territory. So we’ll just give 500 total. so 500 acres needed.

Finally werebeasts, which would need various sizes of land for them. But for this we’ll average to 100 acres for a group, and a total group number of 1 thousand. So 100 thousand acres needed total.

These are just the confirmed species that we have, and I may have missed some.

In the end we reached over the given amount of land by 582 thousand acres.

Now of course lets say that some of these live on the same territory, so lets say, 80% of this is a more accurate number. Well, now we have 219 thousand acres extra. And perhaps I overestimated a little, so lets take 80% of that just to be safe. That means that we have 861 thousand acres extra!

Isn’t that great, now we have extra space!

Now double the number of animals total here.

Dragons go up to 14 thousand. That alone will take them out of the given area for comfort.

That means, that at this point the sanctuaries are probably not a comfortable size for all the magical creatures living there.

And that is what the next post will be about!

But now that we’ve finished with the size of the sanctuaries, lets go to protections.

There are 7 scepters of the dragon sanctuary of Wyrmroost. These protect the territories and declare protected areas essentially. We don’t know if other sanctuaries have a similar system. Assuming they do, that means each sanctuary has 6-7 protected territories. Fair Folk having one of those is basically guaranteed.

Then they all have distracter spells around them. Plus locked gates of some sort based on Wyrmroost. Titan Valley is supposed to be the most secure, so it probably has even more.

Plus their’s the contract/treaty holding the magical beings/creatures there in check. They had to agree to it, willingly it seems. The contracts and barriers at the dragon sanctuaries have to be immensely powerful. I’m very curious as to how they work but alas, I don’t think we’ll get told. I’ll probably write an analysis on that later.

Then there’s of course the head of each sanctuary, they seem to vary in how much power they might have. Agad didn’t seem to have much, but based on what little we know about Titan Valley, it’‘s likely their head (the giant queen) has a lot more power.

Finally each sanctuary has a dragon slayer on it. These slayers seem to vary in nature. The one at Wyrmroost (the somber knight) appears to be some kind of undead being, and the one at Crescent Lagoon has a triclops/three semi cyclops. I’m interested to see just what Titan Valley’s is. Since they all seem entirely different.

Anyways, that’s just a breakdown of the basics of the dragon preserves, I’ll be doing another post breaking down the ways to improve them.

#fablehaven #dragonwatch #crescent lagoon #titan valley #wyrmroost #agad

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kimtanathegeek · 4 years

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Two Brothers, Many Paths - Ch 30

Thirty chapters already?!? What the pants?! And these boys are still just children! Yikes, it’ll be Ch 300 by the time they’re teens....

Don’t care, I love little Sans and Papyrus far too much to rush. Plus, well, a lot happens to them, as you’ve seen. So.... Here’s to 30 more! :D

As always, thanks for reading! :)

—

Undertale copyright Toby Fox

Story and original characters by me, Kimtana

Please do not use without both permission and credit.

Read below, or read it on AO3 here.

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Three days had passed before Sans started feeling like himself again.

He had spent the last few days resting, drinking plenty of warmed water, eating foods that didn’t require a lot of preparation, and bundling up in warmed fabrics. The fire room had once again become host to a slew of draped fabrics soaking up heat, getting switched out every few hours. He still had the occasional chill, but he was grateful that his shivering was long gone—aside from a shudder every now and then—and that his strength had mostly returned.

Papyrus was still bedridden, recuperating from his fractures and broken bones.

Sans had checked the state of his injuries the morning after they had returned from the rotten mounds, and was glad—and impressed—to see that Papyrus had healed himself perfectly. His missing rib had reformed as if it had never been gone, and the rest of his injured bones were fully intact. He still suffered aching stiffness, especially in his neck and lower spine, and was exceedingly tired, but that was to be expected. Sans would give him several days before he started helping his brother stretch out his stiffness, which would help alleviate his pain.

In the meantime, Sans made sure Papyrus ate plenty of food, rested constantly, and drank several cups of warmed up water.

As Sans watched his brother sleeping on that third morning, he gave a sigh of gratitude that they both had had full nights’ sleep for over a month before the incident. Had it not been for their extra HP gained each night, they never would have survived their ordeal. Even after the incident, they were both well over 200 HP of their maximum HP. Sans was glad that he was understanding more about how sleep, food, and caution affected their health, appreciating the wisdom of their parents’ maxims and warnings from when he was younger and didn’t know better.

Papyrus was especially fortunate. Sans shuddered at the thought of how hard he must have hit the water to cause such damage to his tough bones, and couldn’t help but wonder if his attempt at blue soul magic had saved Papyrus by slowing his fall down considerably before it failed.

He shut his eyes tightly and grit his teeth. When they returned to their magic lessons, he was certainly going to practice that blue soul magic. Never again did he want to see his brother fall like that and not be able to rescue him.

Sans slipped out of bed, careful not to rouse Papyrus from his much-needed rest, and stood up. Having extricated himself from the nice, warm bed, a shiver went through him. He rubbed his upper arms and hunched over, giving a hushed “brrr!” before shuffling over to the pantry for a cup.

As he entered the fire room, the magical flame washed over him with its gentle warmth. He poured himself some warm water that had been melting in the pot overnight and sipped it as he stared into the ever-flickering flame.

He was too tired to attempt his morning routine, so instead, after wiping his emptied cup dry and putting it back on the shelf, he grabbed a pear for breakfast. He returned to the fire room as he munched, not wanting to sit on the snowy floor. As he finished, his face had warmed to the point that he felt flushed.

His ears perked when he heard the pained grunt of his brother waking. Sans put the pear core in the waste bag and grabbed a banana, then headed over to the bed.

“Morning, Pap,” he grinned, sitting on the edge.

“Monin, Sas,” Papyrus answered with a grunt, his face grimaced in the discomfort from his stiff, sore bones.

“How are you feeling?” Sans asked, cracking the peel open by the stem.

“Mmmh,” the little skeleton grumbled.

“Yeah,” Sans answered, raising his eyebrows in sympathy. “It will take a while before that goes away. But here, this will help.”

He handed a chunk of the banana to his brother. Papyrus grasped it and took a big bite. He hummed happily as he chewed it, enjoying the taste.

“I’m going to go to the market today,” Sans said, breaking the rest of the banana up into smaller bits. “We’re running low on a lot, and I feel well enough to head out again.”

Papyrus looked up at him, his mouth full of banana as he nodded.

“I want you to keep resting,” his brother said, giving him another piece.

Papyrus nodded again. “M’kay. Pa tired anyway.”

“Yeah,” Sans grinned sadly. “I know.”

Papyrus finished his banana, then drank a cup of warm water while Sans switched out the haversack for a warm pile of fabrics for a pillow. He cuddled up with Teddy as his brother tucked him in.

Sans put on his jacket, shoes, and the haversack, which was emptied of the items stuffing it. He wasn’t taking gems or compost because he wanted to make it a short trip. He felt bad for not having any mushrooms this time to donate, but he had intended on collecting them at the end of their excursion in the darkened area the day Papyrus was swept down the waterfall. He sighed, making a mental note to bring double the following week.

When he was set to leave, he leaned over the bed to nuzzle his brother, who had been watching him through half-closed lids.

“I’ll be back soon, Pap,” Sans whispered. “You rest.”

Papyrus nuzzled back, giving a murmur indicating that he would.

Sans stood back up and shifted his sights on Papyrus’ bear, looking him in the eyes as he raised an eyebrow.

“Teddy, you take care of him, ok? Make sure he doesn’t get out of bed, and protect him while I’m gone, all right?”

Papyrus giggled softly, burying his face in his soft teddy bear’s fur. Sans rubbed Teddy’s head, then his brother’s, with a grin.

Sans moved to the center of the room and turned back to face his brother.

“Love you,” he said, smiling warmly.

“Love you, too,” Papyrus answered softly, returning the smile.

Papyrus watched as Sans closed his eyes, took a step, and was engulfed by the large blue flame for an instant before the fire and Sans were gone.

Sans ran through the list of things they needed in his mind as he walked swiftly down the winding streets to the market, hoping to get what they needed quickly.

The streets of the city were filled with monsters rushing here and there, as usual. The breezes that trailed the passersby slipped into Sans’ pulled-up hood and down his shirt collar, sending shivers down his spine. He kept his head down, walking faster, eagerly looking forward to sipping more warm water by the fire when he returned.

The first shop he visited was the tailor’s. He perused through the fabrics in the hopes of getting a large piece to serve as a thick blanket. He had wanted to replace the scraps of fabric with a single covering for a while, and the recent events underscored their need for one.

However, the materials that would serve as a blanket were far more expensive than Sans had hoped. Although he had enough gold to purchase a piece of soft, thick fabric the size of their bed, the single cloth would cost more than four months of food. It would be nice to have it, but they were already making due with the scraps that they had, and food was more important than the luxury of one blanket.

He left the shop empty handed and slightly discouraged, but grateful that they were fortunate enough to have found the scraps that kept them warm when they easily could be sleeping with nothing but the clothes on their backs. With a sigh, he moved on.

Sans made his food purchases swiftly and was about to search for an empty alleyway to transport home, when he glanced at Ashen’s shop and hesitated. As much as he wanted to get back to the shelter, he really could benefit from a visit with his galline friend.

Ashen was sitting in her chair behind the counter—knitting as always—humming a soft, cheery tune. As Sans approached, she put her knitting in the basket he had made her and stood up to greet him.

“Why, hello, Sans!” she said happily.

The smile on his face faltered when he saw her—the grey hen was looking much thinner than the last time he had seen her. His voice caught in his throat for a moment.

“A-Ashen,” he breathed. “Are you...are you all right?”

She cocked her head in confusion, then realized why he seemed so worried.

“Oh!” she said with a small laugh. “Sans, I’m fine. I’m moulting right now, so I look a bit slim.”

Sans sighed with relief. “Ah, ok. Sorry, I just.... I was worried you might be sick or something.”

“No need to be sorry,” Ashen smiled as she looked down at herself. “I’ll only be this trim for a little while, then I’ll be back to my normal, filled-out self.”

She gave a shudder that made her reduced feathers ruffle as she twisted herself to look towards her tail, seeming to admire her temporary, slender figure.

As she turned back, she pulled her wing around, causing a slight gust that hit Sans softly, sending him into another shiver.

“Speaking of sick,” she said, her own face now the picture of concern. “Sans, are you feeling ok?”

Sans rubbed his upper arms and huddled slightly until the chill was gone, then straightened himself up, putting a grin on his face.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” he answered. “It’s nothing.”

Ashen furrowed her brow worriedly, but didn’t pursue the matter.

They went on to chat about their weeks, their projects, and other such things. Sans omitted to tell her about what they had just gone through, especially since he hadn’t disclosed that he and his brother were living outside the cavern.

He purchased a pair of thick, fluffy red socks in Papyrus’ size before leaving, then the two friends bid their farewells.

Sans opened his eyes, having returned to the shelter. He smiled at the sight of his little brother in the bed, fast asleep, curled up with Teddy.

He put away the food, took out the socks and laid them at the foot of the bed, then warmed himself by the fire, sipping his warmed water. His trip to the cavern had been quite short, but he was still rather tired. He sighed as he looked into the magical flame, mesmerized by its undulating dance.

His eyes drifted down to the small bits of wood that fueled the fire, sighing again deeply—they didn’t have much left in their woodpile. For a moment, he thought about the numerous pieces of wood down on those mounds of refuse. There was enough wood there to last them for decades.

Thinking about that place caused his face to involuntarily contort in disgust. That place, with its vile stench, piles of decayed muck, and not a dry inch to be found.

Part of him hated that place for what it had done to them—to Papyrus. He would be happy never seeing that terrible place again.

But part of him knew that they could use the valuable wood. He could just pop down there, grab some, and be back in no time.

A shiver ran down his spine as he thought of the place. Of all that water. But the wood....

Honestly, if they were that desperate for wood, they could always destroy the torches for their lumber. But if any of the monsters left the cavern, returned down the path, and saw the missing torches, they would know someone else was in the valley. They might even send out the Royal Guard to search the area, leading them to find their shelter. They’d be found and split apart....

Sans ran his hand over his face in frustration. He didn’t know what to do—taking the wood from those wet depths would be safer, but he didn’t like the idea of calling the place that almost killed his brother safe.

He heaved a grumbling sigh. He didn’t want to think about this now. He was too angry at that place for what it did to Papyrus.

He shut his eyes and stifled a sob. He was too angry at himself, too.

Ever since they had returned, Sans had replayed what had happened over and over again in his mind. And the more the memory repeated, the more he saw how he failed to prevent it.

He knew the waterfalls and the edge were dangerous, that they emptied off into nothingness. Why didn’t he create a bone fence along the edge?! It would have caught his brother as he was swept down the waterway. The only reason Papyrus was still alive was because he landed in the water below. His brother could have fallen into a bottomless pit, or ground made entirely of rock. But he didn’t take the intelligent precautions necessary to stop his brother from falling over the edge. He’d created a fence before at the cavern hole. Why wasn’t he smart enough to have done it again?!

But Papyrus never would have fallen into the water if he hadn’t been startled. Why did he shout out at Papyrus like that?! Couldn’t he have said it quieter, instead of scaring his brother so he would tumble in?!

Why did he even take Papyrus to such a dangerous area?! As soon as he looked over the edge, he should have left that place immediately. Were cattails and gems worth risking his brother’s life?!

He wasn’t even near him when he fell—he had left Papyrus all by himself, surrounded by rushing, deep waters, close to the edge of a void, and he left him to go get the stupid cattails. He was supposed to take care of his brother, not leave him!

He was supposed to take care of his brother....

Take care of Papyrus.

His mother’s dying wish echoed in his mind.

What would she think if she saw what had happened to Papyrus since leaving them in the cave? How many times had his life been threatened? How many injuries had he sustained?

She would be so ashamed of Sans. She trusted him, and he let her down.

Sans clenched his teeth, furious with himself. He felt the hot tears coursing down his face as he leaned against the wall, sliding down it until he was sat in a heap, his knees against his chest. The cup fell out of his hand, the last bit of water spilling out onto the floor as he buried his face in his hands, weeping bitterly.

I’m so sorry, Mommy.... I let you down.... I’m so very sorry....

He should take Papyrus to the cavern. To the orphanage for smaller children.

He should take his brother to those who will actually take care of him.

He should have his brother torn from him, because that’s what he deserved.

He should have been a better brother. Papyrus deserved more.

He should—

Papyrus tossed and turned, waking at the sounds of his brother’s stifled cries. He was moaning slightly from his discomfort.

“Sas?” he called out. “You home?”

“Yeah, Pap,” Sans answered, raising his voice to a joyful tone. “Just drinking some water and warming by the fire. Be there in a moment.”

He couldn’t let Papyrus see him like this. It would upset him, adding to his failures as a brother. He took a handful of snow from the wall and scrubbed his face and eyes with it, erasing any signs that he had been crying. He dried his face with a bit of rough cloth, made sure all his tears were held back, put a grin on his face, then entered the main room.

He couldn’t look his brother in the eyes yet, so, instead, he focused on the socks at the foot of the bed.

“Look, Pap!” he exclaimed, holding them up as he stuffed down the fury at himself. “I got you something!”

Papyrus gasped softly, his eyes widening at the sight of the fluffy socks. “Wowie!”

Sans shut his eyes, hiding them in a grin. “They match your scarf! I’ll put them on!”

He slipped the socks on his brother’s bare feet, giving them a squeeze when he was done.

“Whaddya think?”

“Dey so soft!” he said, rubbing his feet against each other as he looked down at them where he lay. “Fanks, Sas! I love dem!”

“I’m glad,” Sans answered. “They’ll keep you nice and warm.”

“Dey feel like Teddy,” Papyrus grinned, giving his bear a loving nuzzle. “Teddy for my footsies!”

“And that’s not all,” Sans’ grin was becoming more genuine by the moment.

He headed over to the pantry shelf and pulled down a small pastry bag. He pulled out one of the contents to show his brother.

“Cookie!” Papyrus cried out happily. He would be jumping for joy had he been able to.

“Yup!” Sans replied, stuffing the cookie back in the bag. “I got you some for desert for the next few nights.”

The little skeleton gasped with joy at the thought of more than one cookie. Sans turned, putting the cookies back on the shelf.

“Sas, you da bestest bruver in da whole world!”

The words cut through Sans’ soul like a sharp knife. He was glad his back was to his brother, so he couldn’t see his face. He shut his eyes tight, gritting his teeth, as livid arguments against that statement pierced his mind all at once.

No. I’m not. You deserve better. I upset you all the time. I can’t even take care of you. You’ve gone hungry because I couldn’t feed you. You nearly killed yourself over the falls because of me. You nearly froze to death because of me. You lost Mommy because of me. I’m the worst brother in the world.

You’re better off without me.

“No, Pap,” Sans said through clenched teeth, his voice low.

He turned around, his mouth upturned in a perfect, false grin.

“You’re the best brother in the whole world,” he continued with a wink, his voice light and happy, not at all betraying the bitter hatred for himself that was clawing at his chest.

Papyrus’ smile and little laugh were so warm, it made Sans’ charade all the more easier to keep up.

The winds outside the shelter curled small currents of snowflakes as they picked up in strength. Snow was falling steadier as a gentle snowsquall brewed.

The storm emerging out in the valley was nowhere near as tumultuous as the storm that was developing inside the skeleton within the little shelter.

#undertale #undertale fanfic #undertale fanfiction #sans #papyrus #sans and papyrus #sans undertale #papyrus undertale #babybones #skelebros #TBMP #TwoBrothersManyPaths #Two Brothers Many Paths

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petitprincess1 · 5 years

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My Heroic AU (Warning: Long Post)

So, I don’t know why, but I have this dying need to explain my Heroic AU, especially since I got newer followers. I just want explain more about this to even those that have read my fics, but are more curious about it.

Central/Main Idea: Mine are more on the chaotic good side of things than lawful because I find it more fun and they kind of explore the whole “if villains can kill and destroy and people just accept it, why can’t a hero do the same, especially when justified and with a corrupt justice system?” Basically, whenever a hero does anything like kill or destroy, no matter the reason, they are automatically seen as corrupt or they have a dying need to be stopped, even more so than villains. My Heroic characters basically exist to prove such a thought wrong…even if they aren’t the most mentally balanced people.

Also, the images I’m using were created by @themcnobody when they did a commission for me and I posted it up, so I don’t think this counts as reposting, but I’ll remove them if they don’t want me using them.

The Crew:

Clemencia/Felicity Clement Age: 19-20 Height: 5 foot 3 Job: Assassin/Hitman for Hire Background: Clem was born powerless in a family full of superheroes both on her father’s and mother’s side. Around the time when she was born, White Hat made her family move to a more crime filled neighborhood to lower the crime rate. Unfortunately, due to them being stuck in a bad neighborhood and not having powers, Clem was stuck sheltered for over 19 years.

However, that changed when she left out on her birthday without her family knowing…and she instantly got followed and almost attacked from a drunkard. Luckily and unluckily, Clem was “saved” by Demencia, who was following the drunkard because they were in debt with the BHO. Dem was going to attack Clem for fun, but she instantly got out of her murderous mood when the girl just expressed her gratitude and she just left her.

When she came back, in the middle of her party and in front of her entire family, she expressed having a newfound inspiration with her life and finally knowing what she wants to do. And says loudly and proudly, “I want to be an assassin like Demencia!” Everyone was quiet. No one clapped. No one cheered. The only person even seemingly intrigued was a man wearing a top white hat in the back. Personality: She is an endless ball of energy, mostly due to her having so much fun with her unicorn powers and she will always try to use them whenever she can (even if it’s just simply changing her pupils to look like hearts or stars or even question marks). She loves basically being the spoiled little princess of the group, but she also knows when to get serious. And when she is serious, she can be pretty deadly, even though she hides it all with a huge smile on her face and with her excited demeanor all while summoning a battle axe.

Clem also is a huge dork that loves to make multiple references from games to movies to music, it doesn’t matter. It’s just something that she loves to do. She’s the second most mentally dysfunctional person in the group, often constantly doubting or questioning her decisions She also is obsessed with loving Demencia as much as she is obsessed with killing her or capturing her. All because of that night of Dem saving her and she wants to show her extreme appreciation by being either her greatest enemy or amazing lover. She’s fine with either one. Just as long as she can be with her love.

She loves Slug like a brother and will often play as a lab rat for him by testing his poisons. It doesn’t do any harm, since her horn also has a bit of eldritch magic in it. And other than Demencia, White Hat is another person she’ll die for. She adores him and believes she owes everything to him.

Also, her horn is real and it constantly fries at her brain, while also simultaneously keeping her alive. It be like that sometimes.

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Slug Unglück Kaiser Age: 31 Height: 6 foot 2 (with boots on) 6 foot (with boots off) Job: Medic/Scientist Background: Basically, his mom and dad are a villain and a hero couple, one of the very few that actually are harmonious together. They actually were (and still are) rivals to each other, but they just think of their “little” fights are just a little game to them. Anyway, they have Slug and his father instantly wants his wife to stop all heroic duties, warning her that now she that she has something precious to her that villains will immediately seek out that target or use him as her weakness. Of course, her being a hero, she ignores him and says she’ll be fine and continues fighting crime. This continues perfectly for a good 5 years, until she ended up going to a mission where they had Slug captured and were using him as leverage. They basically wanted her to give up her life of crime, tossing her a gun, or else her son would die. Not wanting to waste too much time and having already made the decision. She pulled the trigger…killing herself in front of Slug.

The father didn’t blame Slug for her death at the time, but he does immediately try to get him to a life of a crime, despite the fact that he was born normal. His father does this in any way he can whether it be making him see gruesome murders or manipulating Slug or lying to him at every turn, it doesn’t matter to the father. Slug’s grandparents, on his father’s side, hate that their son is doing that to him, so they instead subjugate him to more loving things, this includes making candy and baking. And Slug loves it! So much so that he starts doing it at home more and more, which makes the dad nervous, the last thing that he wants is for Slug to make take himself out of wanting to be a villain. So, the lies, deception, and manipulation increase to full on verbal and mental abuse over the course of 5 or 6 more years. Luckily, Slug always had his baking and candy making to calm him down.

During one night, while his grandparents were over, his father gets into a very heated argument with his parents while Slug is trying to tune it all out by making his own sugar syrup. The arguing gets louder and louder to the point where Slug felt like he needed to say something, to at least get his viewpoint on things. This gets his dad pissed off to the point where he, blindly in a rage, grabs the pot that Slug was making the syrup and threw it at his face (simple syrup, which is just sugar and a bit of water, can be from 200-240°F), which luckily only hit the left side of his face from reacting quickly. His grandmother immediately tries to calm the burning, while his grandfather keeps his father away from Slug. His father ends up escaping Hat Island and is at large.

Unfortunately, for Slug, while they did get him to a hospital, the syrup gave him four degrees burns, which means you’re to the point where you have brown, leathery skin and you need skin grafting, a part of his lip was burnt so badly that it revealed some of his teeth, and that his left eye was damaged, not blind, but he can barely see out of it. Which is why he needs goggles. Personality: He’s kind of a direct opposite for Flug, like how Flug looks soft but he’s actually intimidating, Slug looks intimidating but is a complete softie. He is pretty blunt person and will always take the more logical route than the emotional, so he tends to seem very cold and analytic, but then will pretty much stuttering out apologies once he’s realized his mistake. He also self-taught himself poisons and engineering to start his own candy van with his friends.

He also tends to carry candy around as a habit and just something to chew on when he’s thinking or nervous. Plus, he also manufactured his candies to be weapons, just so that no one can get suspicious of him when reaching into his jacket.

He’s 100% loyal to White Hat and is pretty much ready to kill or harm anyone who dares speak against. He’s even ready to fight against Black Hat if need be, even though he knows it’s a losing fight.

Clemencia is like a little sister to him and he’ll always have her back, but he does tend to make her powers short-circuit on purpose if she does anything too insane.

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White Hat Age: Old…but 300 years younger than Black Hat Height: 6 foot 6 (with hat on) 6 foot 4 (with hat off) Job: Owner of White Hat Incorporated/Consultant Background: …He won’t let me tell you. Personality: How does one describe him? White Hat is the worst out of everyone. Depending on who you are, he can be sweet and nice one second, but then snapping and downright terrifying the next. He likes to refer to people, at least mostly when he’s alone, as his puppets because he can easily trick people that he’s an all-around. I mean, who’s gonna question the man that’s the number one hero and was documented doing so many heroic deeds? No one, which makes this perfect cover up. And no one is safe from him, if you’re a hero or a villain or just an employee and you defy him, trick him, backstab him in anyway, you are probably not gonna live for much longer (in other words, you’re gonna get a visit from Clem) or if he sees value in you, then he has no problem in re-teaching you the rules here in White Hat Inc.

Other than that, White also loves to be around humans, however. They oddly fascinate him with how interesting they are, especially with how they can easily make their lives harder by making one wrong decision or how they can ruin their day with one intrusive thought. And yet, a lot of them still find reason for continuing to live. Extraordinary. Plus, he also adores the food made on Earth and will sometimes take that over souls or flesh any day.

Also, he’s in a poly relationship with Clem and Slug because their his two most favorite puppets…and he does care for them. Fun fact: I was/am scared of White Hat because I don’t trust people who smile or are happy all the time. I just don’t. No one smiles that much and no one is that carefree. I don’t like them and that’s why I made him a master manipulator.

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Also, there isn’t a 606, but there is a Hatbot, who basically is pretty much like 505, except he often does harm others. He just believes that he’s playing with them, since he has the mindset of a child.

And that’s pretty much it. Let me know if you want to know more and this is a lot longer than I thought it would be.

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esmiblood90irisglimmer · 5 years

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You Were My Wife Too (Hamilton fanfic)

A continuing series of Alexander Hamilton Single Father AU. Let's get started shall we

Everything has been going quite for the past ten years for the single father, Alexander Hamilton. Ever since the night since he and his wife separated leaving him raising eight kids alone. Tough luck at work, living off with paychecks to paychecks it was a good amount, but having to raise children isn’t cheap to bring food on the table. Not to mention with the rent bill, car payment, phone bill, and etc. Having to get two more jobs until suddenly when Alexander received a phone call from his brother who believes perish from an illness. After James and Alexander were finally reunited on the Caribbean Island of Nevis. Packing basically all the clothes and necessary accessories before returning back to his homeland. Took about 4 or 5 years when living back in Nevis in order to get back on their feet. Luckily, all those pay off and now the Hamilton brothers were returning back to New York City.

Soon another 5 years later is when Philip, Angelica, AJ, and James were finally graduating high school. And decided to take a year break from school in order to help with their father. Even though he wanted them to go straight to college after summer vacation but gracefully accepted their help. Since with the bakery becoming busier and not to mention expanding/ remodeling it. Due to the old shops shut down and with him buying both of them. It would be nice for business in order to receive more money. Not only that but also saving bits by bits in order to send his younger set of quadruplets to college as well. So far everything was good as the summer was ending with the school year on its way back. John, Williams, Eliza, and PJ are now entering their junior years filled with excitement into seeing their old friends at school. Also having another year left to becoming seniors and graduating from high school. As that time come for the younger quadruplet head back to school.

Meanwhile, the first set of the quadruplet is helping Alexander with the design and what to add on the new menu. It’s was a lot of work not to going lied, since not only the walls that separate the former shops. Into combing toward one huge ass bakery. Over six months have passed on with the remodeling complete new designs chairs, tables, booths, the kitchen expanded, also the countertop as well. Even going as well as setting up a display glass of old and new pastries treats. The reopening was a huge success which leads to not a 100, not 200, not even 300!!. Turns out to be almost 900 or more customers have arrived at the re-grand opening. It was so busy than what the single father, his children, and employee have expected.

This lasted about more six hours than anyone could’ve ever expected which brought everyone down to their knees. Philip, his siblings, and follow co-worker were exhausted to the bones. They just drop to the ground to the ground, literally. From the early morning of 9 a.m. toward almost 3:30 p.m. The single father/owner was exhausted as well but decided to bake a grand marble cake for his teams. He couldn’t be even more proud of his teams and in order to celebrate their hard work. They have been his ride or die crew since the beginning of opening his bakery. By the time since the customer died down and having to be empty for an hour. The younger quadruplet joins in the fun while eating the cake as well. Everything was going well, Alexander has re-open his bakery business, the first quadruplet finally graduating from high school. About to head to college after a year and soon his second quadruplet will reach their senior year.

Yea, everything was going extremely well until tonight as Alexander and his children were eating dinner. The deliciousness of McDonald's of their tasty fries and McNuggets. Suddenly a knock at the door which the father proceeds to open while the late teens continuing eating.

“What are you doing here?” the single father barked

The eight teens froze and head over who was at the door since knowing their father only use that tone if he’s angry. This was beyond of anger or frustration they ever since seeing the fiery flames in Hamilton’s eyes. Gulping nervously before seeing that in front of their father. It was...their mother...Elizabeth Schuyler Hamilton... who left them alone in the middle of the night. Not bothering to wait till her ex-husband came late from work. Which lead not only a divorce but also a short custody battle since she shown with neither of those things. Philip, on the verge of a panic attack just cling onto Angelica. The two oldest siblings were always close since the beginning of their life. They just couldn’t understand why their mother...their own...flesh and blooded...didn’t want them. Now all of sudden she is out of all places. Not to mention she is with her new wife!! And a five-year-old little girl who’s is just waving at them as if it’s a happy family reunion.

“Alexander...please....hear me out” Elizabeth pleaded

“There’s nothing to hear, Eliza!!” Alexander shouted

“I know. I mess up...but Susan....she’s the kids' sister...they deserve to meet each other”

As the eight teenagers watch their father seeing the little oblivious to the intention that was filling in the air. That beautiful girl just smiles with a burst of innocent laughter at the Caribbean immigrant. The conflict appears in his dark brown eyes which lasted about thirty seconds but felt like hours. The single father relents let the two mothers and daughter inside the apartment. No words were spoken at all until the adults were sitting in the living room. Philip and the others just stood behind Alexander. None of them wanted to breathe or say at least a word. Just waiting for anyone to speak luckily someone did.

“Eliza, why now for your daughter to finally meet Philip and the others?” Alexander question

“M...Maria and I thought it was time for Susan to know who’s her siblings are. She kept looking pictures of the kids. And I couldn’t keep lying anymore”

“That’s all?”

“No, there’s more,” said Maria

Alexander and the children looked at the mysterious and beautiful woman who was holding hands with Eliza. The Dutch lady looks down while biting her lower lip. This doesn’t look like a good sign. What’s more, is there? She and her new wife already got permission for the teenagers to see their new little sister. Hopefully, it’s just a small money problem which the immigrant can happily give to them. Alexander may be angry at his ex-wife and her wife but is not a monster. A couple hundreds of dollars from here and there since his mother has been in their shoes before. Sometimes to relied on friends and family for money which is hard and embarrassing. He doesn’t want them to struggle with money and is willing to help out and perhaps reconcile and move on from the past.

Taking a deep breath, whatever the situation is Alexander willing to let them at the apartment for a couple of weeks. Maybe even months to get back on their feet. Perhaps he could even give them a part-time job at the bakery. Helping two mothers with their little girl could probably bring the family together once again.

“Whatever you need, I’ll be able to help you out,” said Alexander

“We’re wondering if we can have legal full custody of the younger quadruplets” Maria stated

This cause Alexander to immediately to spit out of the coffee he was suddenly drinking. John, Williams, Eliza, PJ instantly race toward their father and practically begging him not to take away from. Out of all the things that Eliza or Maria could have to ask for, money, clothes, a place to stay, or even a job. That’s fine with him, but taking his darling children is another thing. For the past ten years, Alexander Hamilton has been through thick and thin for those kids since the beginning of their ten years journey. He worked three jobs in New York before returning to the Caribbeans. Taking not a waiter job that barely pays the minimum wage but also did underground boxing matches. He could’ve gone either jail or worse even prison where his children could’ve been taken away from him. Being placed on the foster household. Despite James, being his older brother but that wouldn’t matter since he isn’t a resident for the States.

What did Eliza do ever since the divorce was going the process and finalize? Nothing, never having interaction with the kids for the past ten years. She didn’t even bother to write them letters, send them birthday, or even bother giving them a single phone call. Now, she wants to take part of his pride and joy away from him. What makes her or Maria to ever think it was alright to take the younger quadruplet away from his grasp? Over his damn dead body, he left them to take away from him.

“What makes you think that you can walk in here? My apartment, and say...”Oh, can we take John, Williams, Eliza, PJ away from you? So they can live with us?” As if, I’m letting you take my kids away. You both didn’t even contact in any sort of way during the past ten years? Now all of sudden, you wanted to raise your kids that you toss aside as if they were garbage never even looking back!!!!” Alexander spatted

“Look, I know this may seem out of nowhere, but please understand. Susan needs her older siblings to be there with her. It may be too late to have a relation with Philip, Angelica, AJ, and James but we hope it’s not too late with the younger quadruplet. We wanted to create a family of our own” Maria replied

“Well, how about finishing the one you started first, Eliza.!!!” Philip shouted

“Hey!!! Don’t you yell at your mo...”

“Shut up, Maria!!!!” Alexander interrupted Maria while booming his voice quite loudly. The teens were in shock of hearing their father shouting like that. Of course, he yells at them and strangers but not in this tone before. Everything went quiet while Susan rushes toward her mother on the verge of tears in silent. The glare he gave to those women was the deadliest glare those kids have ever seen. If looks can kill then Alexander Hamilton might as well set up the whole earth on fire. But that didn't compare to when he was staring at Eliza with such intense glare while Philip and Angelica got in the middle of them. Afraid that one of the adults might do something that they’ll regret.

“This isn’t even about you. This is it about you, Elizabeth” Alexander bluntly spoke. Grabbing multiple pictures he hid in the coffee table drawers before slamming down in front of Eliza.

“This is what about I did as a single father for the past decade. Philip, he became Valedictorian of 2019 and got accepted into Havard. Angelica becomes the first female at school to become Student President but also saving a dying baby by donating blood. AJ decided that he’s not going instead got accepted into the Marines to serve for our family and our country. James not only got accepted four Ivy lead universities and is majoring in Psychology and is on the national honor society. John is slowly not only the first one in the family going to university but is graduating from Baylor at the age of 17 while majoring in computer science. Williams won multiple dirt bike races since the age of 14, not only that winning states champion but also national as well. Eliza got the lead role in a well known Broadway shows not to mention focusing her future career of becoming a forensic scientist. PJ, my youngest child, who is now at the top of his class for 2020 but got a scholarship for a well-known culinary school in order to take the family bakery once I died. THEY BECAME SUCCESSFUL AND THEY DID IT THROUGH ALL THE HARDSHIP!!! I DID A FUCKING GREAT JOB NO THANK TO YOU CAUSE YOU WEREN’T THERE FOR THEM!!!”

Eliza let out a sobbing gasp while Alexander explains all the success her children did without her. They made it their missions in order to be successful just not to make themselves proud for what they did. Also, in order to show Alexander, the best father that anyone could ask for to show all sort of appreciation. All the shit he through with the gossiping and being toss around left and right. That didn’t stop him from being the father that all not even damn depression even it’s kill him. Luckily, James and AJ took their baby sister outside to play before their father long rant. Believing it wasn’t the best idea for Susan to witness arguing with a strange man that she doesn’t know is her stepfather. Just being an innocent five years old who has nothing to do with the family drama that is spinal down as we speak.

Wiping the tears away as Eliza knew that her ex-husband was right. At the beginning after leaving her ex and children behind with just a single note. Never explaining why she just drop and go with the wind. As if she never existed in the first, but how do you explain having an affair while being married. Not to mention, thinking about how would the children react to how their mommy is kissing another woman and not Daddy. How do you explain that to a child that was barely 9 and 6 years old at the time? But, doesn’t excuse her bullshit not wanting to call Alexander so she and he can see when they can children on which week. What time to pick them up, and where should get the kids every other week. Though she did none of this at all, no letters, no calls, and no nothing at all. Trying not to go full-on meltdown while taking a few deep breaths while replying toward Alexander rant of their children succeed.

“I appreciate it and I mean every word, Alexander. I apologize for everything and the pain that I cause for you and the kids. I know that it’s too late for me to have a bond with Philip and the others. But I hope that I can be a perfect mother for John, Williams, Eliza, and PJ. I still have some time off for them to be their mother” Eliza responded

“They don’t even know you!!”

“I’m their mother!!!”

“YOU WERE MY WIFE TOO!!!!”

Eliza stood in shock and frozen by Alexander statement watching those teardrops falling out of his eyes. He’s right. She was his wife as well, before eloping with Maria. Years later, they’re married and finally got a chance to have a daughter with her wife. Yet, never thought of any of the consequences which lead Alexander going through hardship with their kids. Assuming that they be better without her in their lives. Didn’t think twice of what her actions may cause for her ex-husband and the children as well. Philip, Angelica, Alexander Jr, James, John, Williams, Eliza, and PJ were only 9 and 6 years old. At a young age when they needed their mother the most. As any young kids, they’ll be confused, scared, and wondering if this is their fault. Sometimes convincing themselves that their mom just went a long trip for work and would be coming back home. Despite knowing the fact that she isn’t coming back never again.

Looking at her children who couldn’t bear to stare at her in the eyes for more than a millisecond. Trying reach toward her younger quadruplet hoping they can forgive her. Instead, they back away and rush toward their father while shaking in fear. They were scared of being taken away from the only parental figure they have ever known for their entire childhood. Could she really do that to them, to Alexander? Looking at Maria while giving a somewhat telepathy agreement. Perhaps, it’s better to let all eight teenagers stay with their father. Susan rushed toward before jumping into Maria's arms with pure joy and happiness.

“Alright,...I understand. We’ll leave....”Eliza stated

“Good, now get out” Alexander spatted venomously

Gathering everything they needed before exiting out of the apartment before Hamilton slam the door. Dropping down onto his knees trying to keep himself from breaking down. Thousands of weights have been lifted off their shoulders and pray to God their peace can come over with the family again.

Thank you for reading it and hope you all enjoy it

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: Thursday 28 July 1836

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- No kiss A-‘s cousin fine morning - highish wind and F60° at 7 35 am at which hour went out - the 2 York joiners were boarding up the top of the housekeeper’s bedroom - they had not cased the beam - so stopt them and had what they had done taken down and the beam cased - not their fault - Mr. Husband himself did not like the look of the job and glad to make an alteration which has improved the look so much - about 1 or ¾ of a day’s work lost - had Charles and James Howarth putting up temporary gate at the Lodge - hanging the middle Whiskum gate that they had repaired and taking measure for new gate into the Paddock (Godley top field) - David Booth and 1man at the cellar - 4 men taking out staff for cellar under the West tower Matthew , Richard , Sam and Benjamin and Wood and Jack Green finishing putting gravel on about the pool and jobbing about there in the morning - and in the afternoon setting there biggish stone (set one there in the morning) so as to finish up at the Lowest part of the rockwork - and in the afternoon had Mark Hepworth 3 Northgate carts (one horse cart) and my own and John Booth and Richard and Matthew and Benjamin to fill, and got all the dunghill from under the lime tree into the Paddock - Mark Hepworth got it out of the carts and Samuel Booth spread what he could - breakfast at 9 in ¾ hour - then set off to meet Dobson at Upper Place quarry at 10 - took A- with me up Pump lane as far as Barraclough cottage and then returned with her as far as Pump which made it near 11 before I got to the quarry - Dobson went with me to Little marsh shewed me where he thought the hole should be opened and I agreed - we called at the house - Mrs. widow Hall in her bed - brought to bed of a daughter - has now 6 girls and a boy - told her daughter to explained why I called and Dobson said he would speak to her - Dobson to begin the hole on Monday next - to keep a regular account [D.r and c.r] - he Dobson sinks the hole for me - Hainsworth has nothing to do with it - it is between D- and me - hopes the hole will be down so as to shew the stone sufficiently for letting in 2 or 3 months - I at liberty to let the stone as I like - no way bound to Dobson - on leaving him saw Wombersley [Womersley?] mending up his wall against me - long talk - mentioned that there would now be another quarry to let and I intended letting the farm with it - W- said he would bid for them both - tired of where he is Mr. Machan’s farm - pays 50 guineas a year the house in very bad repair and she will lay nothing out - 24DW of which 8 at the top of Beacon hill 3 a delf hill and worth nothing - the farm not worth more than £40 per annum - paid £60 at first but the stone quarry at 1/6 per yard very reasonable - looked into the hole Freeman made in Little marsh land - W- valued the stone now shewn (but it is where it is skirting out) at 3/6 per yard - shewed me into house - thought the farm worth £1500, the coal worth £20 per DW owned there would be £200 or £300 to lay out immediately so that as I said £1500 quite enough to give for the farm - said I would give Mrs. M- that and pay her 4 p.c. for the money if she liked -or I would buy the coal at a reasonable prince - but what I offered Mr. Rawson was sure to offer more tho’ he did not come down with the money - talked of his buying Samuel Hall’s coal - W- did not seem to know that SH could sell it during his life- W. said I ought to buy the field Haigh was quarrying up to Joseph Hall’s - it would farm nicely with Joseph Hall’s - 6DW - all the stone got - belongs to Miss Shann of Tadcaster now living at Thorparch - the coal would suit me - I merely said Mr. Rawson ought to buy it –

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home at 12 - found Flather and Benjamin Fletcher waiting for me - had not taken David Booth to see what he wanted - preferred seeing me 1st - wanted me to promise new house and barn - which I declined - said I would do what was reasonable - get water to the place if I could, and put the place in good repair - but would promise nothing more till David Booth brought me an estimate of what was wanted and what it would cost - said however that I was satisfied with the man’s character and had no doubt of our agreeing - then with A- she went rode to Cliff Hill soon after 2 and having walked with me to the Lodge I went to Mark Hepworth in the paddock - he said each cart brought 1 square yard of manure and 1 square yard = 1 ton worth 6/6 at H-x and 1/. per ton carting from there to the paddock - he would put 8 loads on a DW thought I was laying on about ½ that - too thin - I said I would have no more laid on than the dunghill from under the lime tree - I guessed there would be 30 loads - Mark thought 17 - It seems there were 38 loads Mark said they reckoned 3/6 per DW spreading - the paddock would take one man 6 Days - this manuring ought to last 2 years - H-x stuff (necessary stuff) would always force a crop but worth nothing after the 1st year - Mark would not pay anything for it for tenant-right as tillage - valued the fog at £3 tho’ I said the paddock was 4DW owned he had paid Hannah 50/. last year for 3DW of fog not ½ as good as this - would have [eaten?] it off for a week before putting on the manure, but I wanted the manure out of the way - he said it would be fit to turn into in 4 or 5 weeks from this time - I said the manure should be spread tomorrow - I should value it at 20/. per DW - with Wood and Jack at the pool - the Low fish leaks as much as even could near the water escape from this end about ½ way between the cistern and 1st sycamore tree - the water 6 or 8 in. lower than at 3pm yesterday - came in at 6 ¾ - dinner at 6 50 - coffee - sat talking to A- then both asleep till about 9 - then (the 20 minutes in the drawing room with my aunt )wrote all the above of today till 10 10 - note (letter) tonight from Mr. Adam - Mr. Parker from home - thinks I mistook his note of yesterday - he is in doubt about the £800 thinks Mr. Graham should get an opinion before any money is paid - will write to Mr. Turner to get an opinion -sat downstairs with A- in the north dining room from 10 till 10 40 reading the newspaper - fine but dullish day and shower between 5 and 6 - F60° now at 10 40 pm rainy night at 11 -

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