#just want to be able to enlarge or shrink things a bit

[theriu]

You ever buy a thing and it’s just a LITTLE too big, like it WORKS but you wish it you could just manifest your paint program’s Lasso Tool and resize that thing a few percentage points?

#river rambles #I have felt this several times lately #just want to be able to enlarge or shrink things a bit #wouldn't that be a cool superpower? #I can imagine all sorts of uses #probably not applicable in crimefighting but then again... #imagine if you could shrink the bad guy's car so it's too small for them to get in #must not be used on living things that just sounds like it would lead to Problems #or get me hassled by people wanting me to shrink their pet tiger down to permanent kitten size #which is a bad idea no do not #humor #shrinking #random thoughts

[lemontwst]

nessun dorma | 00

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:  〝 He laughed.   My darling,   you will never be unloved by me. You are too well tangled in my soul. 〞

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: harem x m/f!reader - the reader is gender neutral in this prologue. 

❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: cyoa + smut

"Are we there yet—?"

You huff, your footsteps obnoxiously heavy as you walk through the grass. Crickets and ladybugs move out of the way, annoyed by your ungraceful waddling. A moth rests on your companion's back and you lazily swat it away.

Mira gives you an exasperated look from over his shoulder, his emerald eyes flickering like there's fire inside them, "It hasn't even been ten steps since the last time you asked." he turns his head away, ignoring you when you stick your tongue out at him.

You can't help being tired after trudging behind him barefoot for what feels like hours with absolutely no indication as to where you're going. Your feet hurt, the damp summer heat of the evening is starting to let up but you're still hot and sweaty and, now that you think about it, maybe a little bit peckish too.

"Mira…" 

He turns his head immediately, worried about how feeble you sound, and regards you with a stare most people would find intimidating.

His eyes are so peculiar. Like green gems that are constantly glowing. His pupils are slitted like a snake's and you've seen them shrink with displeasure and enlarge with curiosity and affection.

… His pupils are always large when he looks at you, even now as he patiently waits for your next complaint.

"I'm tired and my feet are starting to hurt… can't you at least tell me where we're going?"

This makes him stop in his tracks so abruptly you bump against his back.

"Oof—"

Before you can bring your hands up to your tender nose, Mira is cradling your face and tilting it up, clawed hands resting on your skin gently, like you're made of glass.

His face is a dispassionate mask as he checks on you, but you know him well enough to recognize the taut apprehension on his features. His thumb brushes against your cheek and your heart gives a little flutter.

"Why didn't you say something sooner?" he sighs, sounding like a parent scolding his reckless child.

He slowly lets go of your face, his fingers lingering for as long as they can like they always do whenever he touches you, as if pulling away is physically painful to him. Then he kneels in front of you like he's about to propose and grabs one of your feet, forcing you to balance on one leg like a flamingo.

He brushes away the green stains of grass from your skin with his thumb, checking for scratches and blisters, looking visibly relieved when he doesn't find any.

"You humans are so fragile."

You scoff at that. Not everyone can be as perfectly impassible as him. Seriously, you've been walking under the sun all evening and Mira still manages to look like he's ready for the royal ball. His raven hair falls perfectly around his boyish features, and his face is the color of marble and completely void of any sign of exhaustion unlike your sweaty, flushed one. 

… Damn his superior fae genes.

"You didn't answer my question! Again!" You pout and grab one of his horns, giving his head a little shake.

Mira chuckles—a low sound in the back of his throat—and swats your hand away, but when he looks up at you, a snarky reply on the tip of his tongue, his eyes widen and he freezes in place, starstruck.

…

"... Don't do that." He slowly stands up, and since he pretty much towers over you, your hand is naturally forced to let go of him. You completely miss the slight shiver that runs through him when your palm brushes hard against the smooth, black bone of his horn.

"What?" You tilt your head and blink as he avoids your eyes. Did you hurt him when you grabbed him? That's new, he usually doesn't mind—

"That face." He mutters, stubbornly keeping his eyes on the underbrush ahead.

…

Oh.

A faint smirk makes your lips quiver, but you swiftly adjust your expression. You cup his face much like he did a few seconds before and force him to look at you, suppressing a laugh at how utterly startled he looks.

"You mean this face?" Your long lashes flutter against your cheeks and your lips curve into a small pout.

Mira blinks once, twice—his features are lax like he's in a daze and that somehow makes him look even more handsome than usual, brow crinkled and lips parted slightly. His slitted pupils trace a slow path from your eyes to your lips. You make a kissy face at him and you think you see him blush, but you can't tell for certain because he hastily pulls your hands off him and turns away.

"You… you're tired, aren't you? I can carry you the rest of the way."

You can't help but chuckle at how awkward he sounds and how stiff his shoulders look, but you decide to have mercy on him and obediently climb onto his back when he leans down to give you easier access. He often carries you like this when you get tired from playing, lifting you like you weigh nothing in a way that makes you swoon. He used to do it princess style, but being carried like that was pretty damn embarrassing so you compromised by going with piggybacks instead.

“My hero.” you smile and nuzzle your cheek against his soft hair—you don’t need to see his face to know that he looks pleased.

…

...

“...So where are we going?”

“Deerlet—” Mira groans, still using his affectionate nickname for you even though you're really testing his patience today; you just laugh and kick your legs in response, profoundly amused by his discomfort. The silvery bells of your delighted voice join the varied sounds of the fairy woods; a small woodpecker flees from tree to tree right above you, startled by your giggles and you glance at it with an apologetic smile on your face.

Deerlet—it's what he called you the first time you met him, 'because you looked like a frightened baby deer'.

You believe him, considering how terrified you were after getting lost in this same forest all those years ago. You must have gone pale as a ghost when you saw him come out from behind a tree, dressed in black from head to toe with horns that looked like a demon's. He often forgets to mention that he looked just as surprised as you—you can't imagine he expected to find a human child so deep in the fairy forest.

Unbeknownst to you, in your panicked stumbling you had almost reached the thick wall of thorny vines that separates your village's side of the forest from the Valley of Thorns, somehow ending up on the opposite side of where you had wanted to go. 

You’d completely filled out your miracle bingo card by not only finding another person in the woods, but a fae who knew how to get you back to your village and who offered to help you without asking for anything in return.

There was no particular reason why he helped you, Mira had once told you as you laid on the grass together and looked at the stars—he just found you pitiful and had an inkling you would have pestered and chased him around until he actually agreed to show you the way home. He was right, of course. Scary fae or not, you would have risked being hurt by a weird-looking stranger rather than being left all alone in the woods any day of the week.

And you were glad you met him, as he became your closest confidant and best friend after that day, always waiting for you to join him at the edge of the forest but never coming out of the treeline. He was very adamant about never visiting your village, no matter how much you begged him to come play at your house. It seemed like he didn't particularly care for humans, with you as the only exception. He didn't wish to meet your parents nor your other friends (he actually got visibly upset if you mentioned being friends with people other than him, so you quickly learned not to bring that up).

Even though Mira makes you feel loved and cared for like no one ever did before, he still hides so many things from you—you don't even know his surname, for one. You think he might come from the Valley of Thorns but he never gives you a straight answer when you ask him about it, and sometimes he just… disappears for weeks without telling you, and you never find out where he went.

You've learned to deal with all his oddities over the years, so you didn't question him today when he told you he wanted to give you an early birthday present before dragging you this deep into the woods.

He warned you he wouldn't be able to celebrate your sixteenth birthday with you tomorrow, so you agreed to spend time with him today to make up for it.

Shaking yourself out of some oddly nostalgic thoughts, you nuzzle the top of his head again and sigh, mentally kicking yourself for thinking about his secrets and making yourself sad. You can't help but smile in his hair when his hands grip the back of your thighs a little harder, a gesture most people would consider too intimate to be just friendly, almost as if he sensed your doubts and wanted to push them away.

Despite everything, you still trust Mira with every fiber of your being. That's why the macabre words he speaks next don't bother you as they would had he been anyone else.

"We're going to a place where no one will ever find you…" He trails off, his voice going back to an arrogant monotone. He might act all cool and aloof but you know he's thinking about making you happy when he picks up the pace, his long legs carrying him much faster now that he doesn't have to worry about you keeping up with him.

"... so that I can kill you without anyone knowing."

You don't care enough about your surroundings to notice how the forest goes eerily quiet. Quiet, like a watercolor painting with the colors suddenly fading to grey. The birds stop singing, the woodpecker whose chirps accompanied your banter stops talking, and the cicadas stop crying.

There's just your soft breathing lingering in the air and the light sound of Mira's footsteps against the grass.

"Yeah okay, Tsunotaro," You stifle a yawn, briefly wondering if you'll be able to take a power nap before you get to wherever Mira is taking you, "You could have told me that before we left. I didn't even get the chance to write my will."

Mira chuckles and suddenly the forest is alive again. The gentle summer wind rustles the leaves above you and caresses your face, flycatchers and wood doves sing happy little tunes and fat bumblebees buzz from flower to flower blissfully. Nature is joyous and alive all around you and it makes you even more eager to find out what Mira has in store for you.

—

You arrive at a clearing in the woods just as the twilight starts giving way to the night. The edge of the sky is a brilliant orange that fades to purple and then to blue, a few diamond-like dots already freckling the sky like someone is skillfully placing them with the tip of a brush.

But you've seen this masterpiece of a sky before, it's what's below that makes your jaw drop as Mira slowly comes to a halt.

A bed of black roses stretches as far as your eyes can see, gently swaying in the breeze, petals and leaves twinkling with sparks of fairy dust. The view looks almost unreal, like a picture from a fairytale book and you strain your eyes trying to take it all in. You think you've been to this place with Mira before, but the roses definitely weren't there last time.

"Mira—!" You sound almost scandalized as you climb down his back as fast as your limbs allow you. "Did you—did you plant all of these?!" You take a few steps towards the flowers, the grass satisfyingly wet under your feet, then turn back to face Mira with eyes the size of plates.

…

You think you're seeing things when Mira smiles. It's a goddamn genuine, happy smile. You can count the times you've seen him grin like this on the fingers of one hand. His smiles are usually just… arrogant quirks of the lips, but this? You could stare at his face forever.

"Well, I don't know if you can technically consider it planting if it's done with magic, but yes, I did." 

Magic. Of course, Mira is stupidly good at magic (and pretty much everything else, you hate to admit), but this—you struggle to make a single flower grow, let alone bloom. You can't imagine that this was an easy task for a fairy as young as him.

"How long did this take you…?"

He actually seems to get a bit shy at that.

"... A couple of weeks. I could have done it faster but finding the time to come here was not… easy."

Two weeks. Your heart soars in your chest. He doesn't always have the time to play with you—he confessed to you he rarely has time for himself at all—and yet… and yet he still did all of this for you, on top of coming to see you as often as he could because he knew you were waiting for him. Two weeks. 

"Oh, Mira…" You close the distance between the two of you and throw your arms around his neck, giggling at how quickly he hugs back, lifting you off the ground with his strong arms around your waist.

"Thank you, I love you!" You place a quick kiss on his cheek, not thinking much about what you're saying because you're so excited. It's not like you don't mean it, but you are a naturally affectionate and bright person, and the words ‘I love you’ fall easily out of your mouth when you're talking to your friends and family. They all accept your feelings graciously, except for Mira who always seems to falter whenever you say it to him.

You hear his breath hitch and suddenly his hold on you is so much tighter—so tight it almost hurts, but being in his arms always makes you feel oddly safe, even when he straight up squeezes you.

"I love you too, I want you to be happy for all eternity." He lowers you so your feet touch the ground but keeps you pressed against him, face buried in your neck. 

"That's impossible, silly… but I am always happy when I'm with you." You run your fingers through his hair, then follow the line of a horn with your fingertips, making him shiver against you. 

"...Then it doesn't have to be impossible." Mira raises his head and you stop breathing. The tips of your noses almost touch, his impossibly green eyes burning into yours with so much determination you almost take a step back, overwhelmed by how much emotion he's showing. 

"Uhm...what?—" He's so close. His eyes suddenly dart to your lips and you think your heart might just collapse. But then he sighs, his warm breath hitting your lips, and pulls away, looking behind you at the vast bed of night-colored flowers.

"Nevermind. Let's go watch the stars."

You think you got whiplash by how fast he changed the subject

"Wait, what? You want to lay down on a bed of roses? Mira, those usually have thorns."

Mira ignores you in favor of stepping into the flowers. He picks one up in a fluid motion that makes you jealous at how graceful he always is, then hands it to you. You get closer to inspect the flower, and your eyebrows raise in a surprised arch when you realize the stem is completely smooth apart from a few leaves.

"I grew them without thorns," Mira suddenly glares at the flower like it's slighted him, "I couldn't have you pricking yourself on my gift. I would have to burn this entire meadow to cinders if that happened."

… You barely keep yourself from rolling your eyes. He’s such a mother hen. He probably worries about your safety more than your own mother!

…

But you have to admit it's also a little bit endearing, in a… 'play croquet with a helmet on and pillows tied to your limbs' kind of overprotective way.

"Right, let's hope I don't give myself a papercut with the leaves then."

Mira looks absolutely horrified.

"Mira no—"

—

Stargazing with him is always so relaxing. His voice is smooth and pleasant and you could listen to him talk about the constellations forever, his knowledge of the night sky as extensive as his magical prowess.

When you turn your head and see him lying there on a bed of roses, eyes to the sky as he gives you a long tirade about some promiscuous god turning his lover into a bear, you find him more beautiful than you've ever seen him.

… He's so clearly not human that it makes your chest tighten with longing.

He looks about the same age as you, but while your body has changed and developed these past few years, Mira hasn't changed a smidge since your first meeting. You know he's much older than you… but he’s never told you his exact age, so you've always quietly wondered. 

He turns to you when he notices you're not listening, and when he catches your forlorn expression the words die in his throat.

He stares at you for a long time, then turns his body towards you and lifts himself up on his elbow, looking down at you with blazing emerald eyes as he rests his head on one hand.

He smells like cherries and roses, it's a familiar smell that makes your chest feel all warm and fuzzy.

"... Can I ask you something?"

Your brow crinkles at that. He's usually too arrogant to ever be afraid to say what he wants to say, but now he looks almost… anxious? Insecure? It's an expression you've never seen on him and you find it hard to describe.

"If you… ceased to be human..." It might be because it's nighttime, but his eyes seem to be glowing like campfires.

"If—hypothetically speaking—you could live for centuries like me… would you..." He pauses, then looks away with a frown. It takes him a few seconds to collect himself, but when he finally speaks again he sounds much softer, almost vulnerable.

"(y/n)..." The way he says your name makes you shiver. You hear it so rarely from his lips since he usually prefers to call you Deerlet that every time he says it you find yourself unable to speak.

He cups your cheek and admires your features, slowly brushing his thumb against your soft skin.

You're so soft compared to him. The emotion in his eyes is something akin to devotion, but more intense.

So beautiful, so fleeting.

"Would you stay with me forever...?" he mutters softly. His bright eyes roam over you, seeming to drink you in, as if to assure himself that you’re actually there with him.

 ...

 You frown at the strange question.

Why does he look so sad…? Did something happen while he was away? Worry pools in your ribcage, your hands compelled to reach out and touch him as if he cast a spell on you.

… But you don't, because he's still waiting for an answer.

 —

❥ Would you choose to live forever if it meant staying with Mira for the rest of your eternity?

⟶ Yes. Of course you would. Mira is the most precious existence in your life. You often fantasize about being young forever with him, to never grow old, to be held gently in his arms until the end of time. Knowing that this will never happen is enough to break your heart in two.

⟶ No. It’s not like you don’t love Mira, but living forever would be too much. How could you stand to watch as everyone you love slowly leaves you behind? How could you survive that kind of cold, lonely life? You can’t depend on just one person alone forever. It’s time to go home now, your parents are waiting for you.

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[grailfinders]

Fate and Phantasms #100: Helena Blavatsky

It’s finally here, the one hundredth build of this series! I wonder what big-name servant we’re making for the milestone! Merlin? Skadi?

Alright, we can work with that.

Today on Fate and Phantasms’ 100th episode, we’re making the pint-sized powerhouse Helena Blavatsky! With the help of her Mahatmas, Helena is a useful all-around caster who can also blast enemies with beams of light from unidentified flying objects.

Check out her build breakdown below the cut, or her character sheet over here!

Next up: Chaldea’s next top backpack

Race and Background

Like most servants, Helena is probably a human (or revenant, if you want to nitpick), but you’re small for an adult, look way younger than you really are, and are something of an eccentric, so all that points to being a Gnome. Specifically, Rock Gnomes are tinkerers and geniuses, and that will give you +2 Intelligence and +1 Constitution; Darkvision; Gnome Cunning, giving you advantage on all intelligence, wisdom, and charisma saves against magic, Artificer’s Lore, doubling your History proficiency when figuring out magical, alchemical, or technological items, and the Tinker ability, which lets you spend an hour to make small clockwork items. The Clockwork Toy that you can make this way will make your first Colonel Olcott, but we’ll get more impactful ways to make them later.

You’re a Cloistered Scholar, giving you proficiency in History so your Lore can actually be used for something, and Arcana because you’re literally a caster.

Ability Scores

Your highest ability score should be Intelligence- You get a lot of your power from the Mahatmas, but you still have to do your fair share of studying to make it work as well as you do. Second highest is Charisma. You study the world, but you also have your own way of seeing the world, and it’s so pervasive it actually effects how things work. After that is Dexterity; you’re small and clearly don’t wear armor. After that is Constitution, mostly because everything else is worse. Your Wisdom is pretty low, having your own filter on the world kind of skews your ability to see the hard facts. However, you’re really bad at Strength. We don’t need it, and you don’t have it.

Class Levels

1. Warlock 1: Congratulations on signing on with Mahatma Inc., your leading source for arcane power! Lorewise, the Mahatmas would probably be Archfey or Great Old Ones, but we need a patron that can make you fly and fire massive flaming blasts of light, and that’s the Efreeti to a T. When you sign up with them, you get Pact Magic, spell slots that regenerate on short rests. You can use these slots to cast Spells using your Charisma as the casting ability. You also get a Genie’s Vessel, a tiny object you can vanish inside of once per long rest thanks as a Bottled Respite. While you’re holding the item you can also use your Genie’s Wrath to add fire damage to an attack roll-based damage equal to your proficiency bonus once per turn. Finally, you get proficiency in Wisdom and Charisma saves, as well as Nature and Religion checks. You study the world around you to find more signs of the Mahatmas, so you’ve gotten pretty good at it.

Like most casters, Helena’s spell list shouldn’t be taken as gospel- she’s a very versatile caster, so feel free to mix things up. Really, this is true of every part of every build we make, but especially your magic.

Anyway, grab Eldritch Blast for some caster balls, Mage Hand to move the colonel around, Comprehend Languages because I doubt the Mahatmas speak common, and Burning Hands for a bit of fire power.

2. Wizard 1: Warlocks are great, but they don’t really get many spell slots. Wizards are way more your speed right now anyway. At first level, you get Spellcasting, another set of spell slots that can cast Intelligence based spells. The number of spell slots you get here don’t mix with your warlock slots, but your wizard slots can be used for warlock spells and vice versa. You also get an Arcane Recovery- once per day, you can recover a number of spell slots with a combined level total of half your wizard level rounded up. I know this is a wild concept, but don’t worry, you’ll be fine.

For wizard spells, grab Fire Bolt, Ray of Frost, and Magic Missile for even more caster balls, Prestidigitation, Silent Image, Feather Fall, and Detect Magic for utility, as well as Sleep, and Silent Image to avoid combat where possible.

3. Warlock 2: Now that we doubled your spellcasting ability, we should be able to sling a few more spells as we work with the Mahatmas. Second level warlocks get Eldritch Invocations, which you can use to customize your workplace experience. Save one for later, but pick up Armor of Shadows now to save you a lot of spell slots down the road.

You also get Cause Fear, instilling fear in a single creature that fails a wisdom saving throw (its DC is 8 plus your charisma modifier plus your proficiency bonus). This is more of a “why not” spell than anything else, but it’s more things you can do.

4. Warlock 3: Third level warlocks get a Pact Boon, and the Pact of the Tome gives you a fancy new spellbook. This gives you three cantrips from any spell list, and act like warlock spells for you. Grab Guidance and Spare the Dying for even more versatility, as well as... hm, let’s say Thorn Whip, why not. You can also grab the invocation Book of Ancient Secrets, learning two ritual spells from any spell list, but you can only cast them as rituals. You can add other ritual spells to the book as you adventure, but it will cost you time and money to do so. Grab Find Familiar to make a more magical Colonel, and Unseen Servant for another way to carry your clockwork colonel around.

If you don’t want to wait around 10 minutes for one Colonel, you can also cast Flock of Familiars using your regular spellcasting to make up to three of them instead.

5. Warlock 4: Use your first Ability Score Improvement to power up your Charisma for better warlock spells. Speaking of, you also get Minor Illusion as a cantrip this level, as well as Scorching Ray.

6. Wizard 2: You didn’t think we were done with wizard, did you? The Mahatmas may have given you a cool book, but your hard work will take it to the next level as an Order of Scribes wizard. You can make a Wizardly Quill to magically erase your writing and drastically shorten the time it takes to copy spells, from two hours per level to two minutes. You can also use it to make an Awakened Spellbook. I’m pretty sure this could be the same book your warlock spells are kept in, but the final say’s up to your DM. This spellbook can act as your focus, swap damage types between wizard spells that share a level, and speed up a ritual cast from the spellbook once per long rest. 

You also pick up Charm Person and Catapult this level.

7. Warlock 5: Your spell slots go up a level and you pick up a new invocation. Grab Eyes of the Rune Keeper to make sense of the Mahatma’s teachings, and Magic Circle to protect an area from extraplanar forces. Or lock said extraplanar forces in place.

8. Warlock 6: Sixth level warlocks get a new spell, and Thunder Step gives you some extra mobility and damage. You also get an Elemental Gift from the Mahatmas, giving you resistance to fire damage, and a flying speed that you can use for 10 minutes per long rest per point of you proficiency bonus. It doesn’t say you can fly thanks to a UFO, but it doesn’t not say that, so go with what your heart says.

9. Wizard 3: Third level wizards get second level spells. Enlarge/Reduce and Web are great ways to control enemies, either shrinking them down to near uselessness or sticking them in a trap while the rest of the party sets up for hurting them.

10. Wizard 4: Use this ASI to become an Elemental Adept. You’ve got a lot of different kinds of spells, but your biggest and flashiest are Fire damage based, so this will let you ignore fire resistance, and all damage dice rolled count as at least a 2. To celebrate, grab Flaming Sphere for an Unidentified Flaming Object, as well as Hold Person and Gust to keep people over the fires and fan the flames, respectively.

11. Wizard 5: Fifth level wizards get third level spells. Clairvoyance gives you even more utility, and Counterspell is just a good spell in general.

12. Wizard 6: You can now Manifest Mind, creating another kind of Colonel that can telepathically share information with you, and can act as the source of your spells a number of times per long rest equal to your proficiency bonus. You have to use your bonus action to move it around, but it’ll remain operational at a range of 300′. You can make a Colonel this way once per long rest, or by spending a spell slot to do so.

13. Warlock 7: Seventh level warlocks get fourth level spells. There isn’t any pressing need here, so grab Phantasmal Killer, why not. You also get the Far Scribe invocation, allowing you to cast Sending to creatures who have written their name in your book without spending materials or a spell slot. You can save a number of names in your book up to your proficiency bonus.

14. Warlock 8: Let’s get Blight for the hell of it. You also get another ASI, round up your Dexterity and Intelligence for stronger wizard spells and a higher AC.

15. Warlock 9: For your fifth level spell, grab Flame Strike for a very solid UFO beam that deals fire and radiant damage. You can also make an Ascendant Step to cast Levitate on yourself at will. It’s a concentration spell, but at least it can break your fall if your Elemental Gift runs out at an inopportune time.

16. Warlock 10: Tenth level genie warlocks make a Sanctuary Vessel for themselves and allies. When you enter your Bottled Respite, up to five willing creatures can come with you. Also, staying in the vessel for at least 10 minutes acts as a short rest, and they gain additional healing if they spend hit dice in the vessel.

17. Warlock 11: At eleventh level, warlocks get a Mystic Arcanum, letting them cast a sixth level spell once per long rest. Grab True Seeing to unlock the mysteries of the world around you.

18. Warlock 12: Use your last ASI to bump up your Charisma for stronger warlock spells, and grab the invocation Eldritch Mind to make concentration a bit easier on you.

19. Warlock 13: Thanks to your seventh level Mystic Arcanum, you can now Plane Shift to the realm of the Mahatmas (Genies)!

20. Warlock 14: Your capstone level allows you to make a Limited Wish, thanks to the Mahatmas. You can cast a spell though your Vessel without using a spell slot or any components. The only requirements are that is is 6th level or lower and takes 1 action to cast. You can use this every 1d4 long rests.

Pros:

You are an unparalleled spellslinger, especially among warlocks. You can cheat spells out with wishes and rituals, regain more than your fair share on short rests, and mess around with how your spells work by swapping damage types or casting them through the colonel. You can also make some funky travel arrangements by combining mage hand, the colonel, and your Genie’s Vessel. Multiclassing with Wizard also comes with the added benefit of being able to copy spells down on top of learning them normally- thanks to your warlock slots, you can still copy wizard spells up to 5th level.

Mixing these casting classes together, plus your normal Gnome abilities, make your Intelligence, Wisdom, and Charisma saves very solid, preventing you from being charmed, frightened, or thrown into another plane.

Being able to fly is awesome. Being able to fly as a squishy wizard is even better. Being able to fly without concentration is nearly broken.

Cons:

Mixing spellcasters also leaves you without 9th level spells. Jury-rigged transport is cool and all, but it doesn’t beat just getting wish normally.

You have Low HP, so if you end up fighting someone who can shoot you out of the sky, you’re going to have a bad time. It’s also really hard to not look like the biggest target when you just burned a hole in the world with a UFO.

You rely on a lot of fragile knickknacks to make this build work- your vessel and all three kinds of colonels (mind, clockwork, and familiar) all have even lower HP than you have, and affect your ability to function to varying degrees.

#fate grand order #D&D 5e #fgo #Helena Blavatsky #fate and phantasms

[blakelakebake]

She Walks in Beauty - Hermione Granger

Summary: It was another cold night of Prefect patrol for Hermione. Except, this time, she was accompanied by someone special...

Word Count: 2573 words.

Characters: Hermione Granger, F!Slytherin!Reader, mentions of Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Draco Malfoy.

Pairing: Hermione Granger x F!Slytherin!Reader

Warning: Tons of fluff, angst if you squint.

A/N: Just saying, I’m quite surprised about how many people have read the Harry Styles fanfic I’ve written because really, I only wrote it for my friends and I know rarely anything about him. So thank you for liking it really? But other than that, requests are open if you have any ideas and enjoy!

-KC :)

The cold was biting at her skin, her fingertips exposed, reddened by the extreme weather. Even within the castle, she could still see her breath whenever she exhales.

Hermione held onto her coat tightly with her numb hands as her eyes looked around the empty, dark hallway. There were paintings all around the walls, most of the people within the frames were either asleep or drinking their sorrows away.

The brunette smiled slightly when she passed a large, open window, the black lake in view. It was odd, the view, as the lake looked sinister from the blackened ice over it, and yet the snow around made it seem quaint and peaceful. With one more curious look outside and small puff out, the Gryffindor Prefect continued on with her patrol for the night.

Along the way, Hermione was met with another Prefect. A Slytherin Prefect. She looked at you, her brown eyes lingering over your face as you walked towards her, a lit candle holder in hand.

Your blank face illuminated from the small flame on wax, glowing slightly. Emotionless eyes met chocolate, expressive orbs, and within a few seconds, the Slytherin looked forward and began walking, Hermione in tow.

Silence took over the atmosphere, with the occasional wind sweeping through from the windows and the soft sound of footsteps coming from their leather shoes. The cold was becoming icy, numbing their skin even more every minute.

“I’ve got spares.” You said, your eyes still looking forward, but you can definitely feel Hermione’s eyes on you.

“Pardon?”

“Gloves.” The brunette looked down at her red hands, hesitating for a bit before looking back up. She was about to respond, but paused when she saw your gloved hands holding out a pair of red gloves, the colour being exactly like Gryffindor’s.

Hermione’s eyes narrowed, but she took them anyways, putting them on. A content sigh escaped her pink lips as warmth immediately consumed her hands. It was obvious that the Slytherin next to her used a charm to heat the fleece up for her. It made her heart swell.

“Thank you.” Hermione murmured, a smile on her face as she saw your head nod a bit.

You then turned a corner, and before she knew it, you pulled the other prefect into a wall. She gasped, the feeling of your hand on her hips sent a wave of heat to her already red cheeks. You looked into her eyes, the candle between you two was the only thing lit up in the dark hallway.

A smirk appeared onto your face before you blew out the small, orange fire, darkness consuming both of your bodies. You dropped the candle holder, Hermione flinching in your hand, making you chuckle. Your now free hand slowly moved towards the Gryffindor’s cheek, holding her face gently.

Ever so slowly, you both moved your head forward, your heads tilted slightly on either side, your noses brushing against each other before your lips connect with hers. It was soft and sweet, your gloved hand keeping her cheek warm as deepen the kiss.

A smile was on both of your faces when you parted, your forehead on her’s. The kiss only lasted for a few seconds, and yet you were out of breath. Clouds were forming in between the two of you as you continued to pant, a smile plastered on your face.

“God, I missed you.” You whispered, your arms immediately wrapping around Hermione’s slim body. A giggle escaped the brunette’s now warm lips as she wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling you closer to her as much as she can.

“I missed you too.” She whispered back with a kiss to your cheek.

“I’m sorry about earlier. I should’ve stopped him but I didn’t-”

“Y/n,” Hermione pulled back, her hands now holding onto your cheeks as she looked fondly into your face, trying to find your eyes through the dark, a smile gracing her soft lips. “It’s alright. I know you couldn’t do anything, so don’t put yourself down just because Draco was being a stupid ferret.”

You started laughing from the insult towards your best friend, your head thrown back, not being able to disagree. “Did you expect anything less from him, my love?” You said, your smile growing wider as you pull her back into your embrace, enjoying the warmth and comfort of your girlfriend’s body against yours, a memory surfacing from a year ago.

You were walking into the library, the long essay that Snape gave your class was drilled into your head, making you eager to finish it as quick as you can to have some time with Draco.

When entering, you immediately went towards a small table near a window, throwing your leather bag onto the wooden chair. You opened your bag, taking out some parchment, ink and quill and placing it onto the table.

Once you got all your stuff ready, you dropped your bag to the side of the table before sitting down, opening your potions book to the page you’ve marked.

You spent about an hour of reading and writing, surprising yourself with finishing the essay faster than you thought. You re-read your essay, satisfied when getting to the end.

Sighing, you closed your potions book and leaned back against the chair, closing your eyes for a second before opening them again. You didn’t want to leave the library just yet, since you’re enjoying the peace and quiet that you haven’t had for the past week or so. Too many gossip going around about Harry Potter and Hermione Granger and the Triwizard Tournament was filing up into your brain that it was making you go insane.

Although you were best friends with Draco Malfoy, you tried your best to avoid any confrontation or fights between him and Harry Potter and his friends. Of course you’ve met Harry Potter many times since he always come out of nowhere, but you’ve never interacted with Granger nor Weasley, only ever seeing them in your classes and around the castle.

With a crack of your neck and fingers, you decided to stand up and explore for some books. You walked into a random section, and upon the first few books you’ve seen, you’re in the Herbology section.

As you continue to look at some of the books, you didn’t notice a certain brunette walking towards your direction, her head in a book, and before you knew it, you both were on the ground.

You groaned as you sit up, a slight pain surrounding your left side.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so so sorry-” The girl in front of you said in a panic tone, making you chuckle.

“It’s alright, I should’ve payed a bit more attention.” You finally got up, grabbing the book in front of you, holding it out for the girl.

But when you looked at her, you noticed her brown curls and stunning brown eyes. You also noticed how soft looking her lips were and the slight blush that appeared on her cheeks.

And that’s when you realised, you’ve bumped into Hermione Granger.

“Need a hand?” You said with a kind smile, trying your best not to panic from how beautiful you find the Gryffindor. She nodded, taking your hand as you pulled her up.

“Thank you.” She murmured, a shy smile plastered on her lips.

“No problem.” You smile even wider, completely forgetting that you’re still holding her hand and her book. You take in her features a bit more, not being able to help yourself as your eyes lingered on her lips-

“Uh...” Hermione coughed, her hand gesturing to her book in your hand. You snapped out of your observation, heat creeping onto your neck. Her eyes widened for a second when she noticed the Slytherin colours on your robe, panic overcoming your thoughts once again. But instead of moving away or glare at you as if you’re something disgusting and vile, she smiled nervously, surprising you.

“Oh, here.” You handed her book back as you dropped her hand, earning a giggle from her.

“Thank you, uh...”

“Y/n. My name’s Y/n.” You said as you stretched your hand forward, wanting to hold her warm hand again.

“Well, nice to meet you, Y/n. I’m Hermione.” She smiled as she shook your hand.

“Well, Hermione, it’s lovely to meet you.” You bent forward, kissing the back of the brunette’s hand, earning yourself another giggle.

Maybe meeting Hermione Granger wasn’t so bad after all.

You sighed happily as you take in the smell of new parchment and spearmint coming from your lover, a smile re-appearing onto your face.

“So,” Hermione began as she pulls away again, much to your disappointment. However, the feeling of disappointment was quickly replaced by excitement once you faintly saw a slight glint from a material that Hermione was holding. “Harry lent me this...”

A grin spread across your face as you gently took the cloak of invisibility and pulled it over both you and Hermione. You pulled out your wand from the inside of your robes, and muttered a Lumos, revealing both your’s and Hermione’s face underneath the cloak.

“Ready to for an adventure?” You whispered, earning a breathy chuckle from the Gryffindor.

“Of course I’m ready.”

It took you two about ten minutes to escape castle and into the cold. You were nearing the black lake, your gloved fingers intertwined with hers tightly. As you got to the edge of the lake, Hermione took off the cloak, folded it neatly before shrinking it and putting it back into her pocket.

You then took out two pairs of miniature ice-skates and began to enlarge them back to their original size. You gave the red and yellow pair to Hermione, causing the curly-haired girl to snort at the colours you’v chosen for both her and yourself.

You began putting on your white and green skates before tying the laces. You stood up, taking off your robe to reveal a coat underneath. You were careful to not lose balance while walking towards Hermione, who was finishing with tying up her laces.

She stood up, immediately grabbing onto your outstretched hand. You both walked slowly to the icy lake, stepping onto it carefully to make sure the ice won’t crack.

When Hermione had put pressure on the ice, it didn’t crack, making her sigh in relief before stepping onto the surface with you stepping on just a second after.

A smile appeared your face as you watched Hermione glide around the ice, her hands behind her back as she casually did twirls as if it was the most easiest thing.

You glided towards her, your hands grasping lightly on her waist as you skate around the large lake, ignoring the freezing temperature surrounding you even through all your layers of coats and sweaters.

“Do you remember that poet you told me about?” You asked as you turned Hermione so that she could face you as you hold her hand tightly. You two continued skating around, but a bit more slowly now when you started talking.

“You mean Lord Byron?”

“Yes.”

Hermione raised an eyebrow, giving you a side glance, releasing your hand as she started skate backwards to face you properly. “What about him?”

“Well,” You chuckled nervously, your hands began sweating underneath the dark green gloves you wore. “I’ve been reading some of his poem recently and I found one that... that reminded me of you.”

“Oh?” You nodded your head, gliding faster towards Hermione to grab onto her hands again, not stopping the pace you both were going.

“It’s called ‘She Walks in Beauty’“

“Oh?” Hermione bit her lower lip as she pulled you closer, a hand placed onto your neck as you place your hand onto her waist, your free hands grasping onto one another as you started a waltz around the lake. “Do tell.”

“Do you want me to...”

“If you can remember it.” She said teasingly, knowing full well that you have an excellent memory. You chuckle breathily, taking a deep breath before you began reciting the poem.

“She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.”

You spun Hermione around, causing her to giggle. A smile slowly crept its way towards your lips from seeing the excitement in your girlfriend’s loving brown eyes.

“One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o’er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express, How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.”

You twisted her so that her back was against your chest, your hands on her hips and hers on top of yours. You moved your head closer to her neck, kissing the skin softly before whispering:

“And on that cheek, and o’er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent.”

“You think I’m innocent?” Hermione asked, turning around and stopping in the middle of the lake. You chuckled, wrapping your arms around her, pulling her closer so that your lips were inches away.

“Maybe.” You smiled at the beautiful girl in front of you, your eyes looking into her brown ones. You knew this was it, this was the time to tell her. You knew you had to before things might get worse.

“Hermione,”

“Yes, Y/n?” Her eyes were filled with curiosity and happiness, causing your heart to swell and your stomach to flip.

“H-Hermione, I... Uh... I-”

Before you could continue, you were interrupted by a loud meow, causing Hermione to avert her attention.

“Crookshanks?” You mentally groaned, pissed that you were cut off by a cat. Hermione pulled away, much to your irritation, and skated towards her pet. “What’re you doing here?”

The cat continued to meow, his head nodding slightly towards the castle before walking back through the snow. Hermione sighed, knowing full well that it must be important if her cat had to get her. She turned around, a frown plastered on her face as she started taking off her skates and putting her shoes back on.

You skated back, stopping right next to her with a similar frown on your lips. “Is everything alright, love?” You were about to grab her hand but instead Hermione moved away slightly with a saddened smile.

“I’m so sorry, Y/n, but I have to get going.” You sighed, your body deflating as you nodded, a forced smile plastered on your face. If Hermione noticed, she didn’t mention it because she smiled back.

“Thank you for tonight though,” She moved forward, her lips softly connecting with your cold cheek, lingering for a second before she moved away, her smile never wavering. “I really enjoyed it.”

“At least you enjoyed it.” Hermione nodded before walking away. She turned around briefly to wave and then turned back around, quickening her pace towards the castle, her figure becoming smaller and smaller with each step she took.

You waved back at her, the feeling of your stomach churning made you feel even more frustrated and upset, the three words on the tip of your tongue as you watched your Beauty walk away into the night sky.

Sighing, you continued to skate around the black lake by yourself for a few minutes, the words swirling around your head as you glide against the ice. You wish things would be more simple than this, more normal. You wish there weren’t any blood status in the way, no war that was coming, no secrecy, no hate from each other’s houses, no enemies, no sides you both had to choose. You just wanted things to be normal. You wanted to be able to tell her - God just to tell her:

I Love You.

A/N: I lied, there would be a bit of angst. Sorry! I’m just a sucker for the good ol’ heart breaking angst.

#harry potter #hermione granger #hermione granger x reader #reader #reader insert #hogwarts #fluff #angst #fanfiction #fanfic

[thebibliomancer]

Essential Avengers: Avengers #223: of Robin Hoods and Roustabouts

September, 1982

Apparently a “roustabout” is an unskilled or casual labor.

And lets admit the obvious that if Hawkeye is either of the two things, he’s a robin hood. And its not inaccurate but be nicer to Scott Lang.

Even if he manages to be even more hapless in this issue then in modern takes that leans into him being a fuck-up.

As for the cover? Pretty striking cover. I’ve been waiting for Hawkeye to shoot Ant-Man at someone. Its apparently an Iconic Avengers moment and to think it first happens in a filler.

Because I’m pretty sure this is a filler. Its written by David Michelinie alone instead of Jim Shooter getting a plotter or co-writer credit. It doesn’t really have anything from the dangling plot threads of Hank Pym or the Masters of Evil.

Between this and and the filler with the immortal child who badly wanted to die and all of the plotter or co-writer credits, you just really get a sense that Jim Shooter did not have time to devote to Avengers anymore.

So what kind of filler will this be? Weird? Impactless? Good Actually? Let’s see!

Well, apparently Hawkeye is going to the carnival so at this point, it could go either way.

I like that Hawkeye has a H belt buckle because that’s the kind of thing that he would do and that I can make fun of him for.

I know that it’s been a while since he’s mentioned kewpie dolls but Hawkeye came from the circus. He and his brother ran away to one when they were little and the Swordsman taught Hawkeye archery. The point being, “he’s come home.”

As in, this is specifically the carnival he used to work before he became very briefly a superhero, and then for slightly longer a supervillain, and then for much much longer a superhero for real.

Point is, he’s been away for a while. But he received a flyer in the mail and decided he just had to come.

Because someone wrote HELP! on the back.

Hawkeye figures that the previous owner’s daughter and current owner Marcy Carson sent it as a goof but heck if she’s going to go to that trouble, he’ll be happy to visit.

So he breezes past the workers outside the owner’s trailer and-

Actually they beat the shit out of him for trying to breeze past them. Goes to show.

When Hawkeye threatens to beat them up for this rude treatment, they get ruder and call him a rube. Can you believe! Him, a former employee himself being called a rube! Also they pull a fancy sci-fi gun on him.

So Hawkeye does buzz off. So he can change into his hawking eye duds and buzz right back on.

Roustabouts carrying laser pistols is very suspicious. And I guess Ant-Man isn’t the roustabout of the title. He’s moving up in the world.

MEANWHILE, Perfectly Ordinary electronics technician, ex-con, and Ant-Man Scott Lang is having a night out with his daughter Cassie. And they’re having a bit of a disagreement.

See, Cassie, future superhero, wants to ride the really cool roller coaster the Spin-’n-Heave. Scott Lang, dad with dumb views on gender apparently, insists that a roller coaster just isn’t ladylike enough and she should ride something more refined like the pony ride or ring toss.

Also, Scott is carrying the Ant-Man suit with him, loose in his pocket. And the helmet just drops out of his pocket and the damn fool would have lost it if Cassie hadn’t spotted it and mistaken it for a marble.

Geez, Scott! I stood up for you!

Scott’s attempts to dad by restricting what his daughter can and can’t do based on his own views on what is ladylike get dropped when he spots Hawkeye hauling ass across the carnival and decides that This Cannot Stand!

Scott Lang Ant-Man may not be an Avenger but dangit he can’t leave a fellow hero in the lurch! He must offer unsolicited aid!

So he caves on the Spin-’n-Heave issue because its a way to keep Cassie occupied for the length of exactly this issue.

Scott gives the operator a bunch of money and tells the operator to let Cassie ride until it runs out and then takes off.

Cassie is thrilled.

Meanwhile, Hawkeye has returned to the owner’s trailer but Marcy is gone and so are the two goons that were guarding the door. But he spots them marching Marcy through the crowd.

The goons are complimenting Marcy on being so cooperative but also say that if she’s not cooperative, her star acts are gonna get fed to the lions. And that might happen anyway once everything is said and done because their boss be like that.

Anyway, that’s when the two get hit by a KRAK THUBB arrow. Punch arrow? It looks nerf-y.

Hawkeye grabs Marcy and runs off with her into a tent so she can explain it all.

But first: he has to notice that she is beautiful. He has been gone a while so, y’know. People grow up or whatever.

Hawkeye: “There, that’s better! Now maybe I can get to the bottom of -- hey! You’re beautiful!”

Marcy: “I’ve waited a long time for you to notice that, ol’ buddy.”

Hawkeye: “Yeah, well, it’s hard noticin’ anything when you’re bein’ tripped into a pile of elephant dirt -- which, as I recall, used to be your favorite pastime!”

Marcy: “People change, Clint.”

Young Marcy sounds like a really interesting person. She certainly gave Hawkeye the business.

Anyway, she explains that it was pure luck that she was able to sneak that message out to him. And that the carnival has been taken over by some freak with powers.

Marcy: “Why, if he even suspected I was in touch with you he’d kill me deader than a Monday night in Des Moines!”

Off-screen Villain: “Nicely put, dumplin’! Should make you a dandy little epitaph!”

SCENE CHANGE TO PRESERVE SUSPENSE

Scott Lang has ducked behind some circus carts to change into Ant-Man.

Except he still has the whole shrunken costume piecemeal in his pockets so the process is one of slapstick. Scott goes digging in his pockets for the suit and accidentally drops it all in the straw.

Then he has to go digging around for the incredibly teeny pieces of gear while realizing that this was a stupid plan.

Maybe he should keep the suit in a tin. Like a mint tin or something.

But he finally gets all the pieces together and uses a safety pin to trigger the enlarging gas to full-size the outfit so he can put it on.

Huh! Enlarging gas! Early days in Avengers, they were all about the logistics of the shrinking and growing for Ant-Giant and the Wasp but it hasn’t been talked about in a long while. Wasp just changes size without the how being discussed.

But if it is Pym Particles, then I guess Scott isn’t at the point yet where his body naturally produces them so he has to use the gas canisters on the belt.

Scott does get dressed in his ant duds and uses the helmet to command some ants to find Hawkeye. And this is a carnival with a lot of dropped funnel cake and cotton candy so you know that there’s plenty of ants available.

SCENE CHANGE because we can only preserve suspense so far.

The mysterious off-screen villain hits the lights in the tent that Hawkeye and Marcy were talking in. Which reveals a bunch of gym and training equipment. It’d be nice if carnivals could provide such robust gym benefits to their workers but I feel that this is actually suspicious, finding this here.

Especially the combat flight simulator.

Hawkeye: “This place looks like a training ground for World War III!”

Off-screen villain, about to be onscreen: “And what better setting for the world’s greatest trainer? Namely... the TASKMASTER!”

Heyyy its the Taskmaster!

I forgot that he was a loose thread. He got away after the THREE-PARTER that introduced him. Then again, I guess since he’s the explanation for where villains get their armies of mooks, he didn’t really need to be tied up because that would defeat the purpose.

Anyway, Hawkeye wasn’t on the team for that three-parter but thankfully, the Avengers take thorough records.

Hawkeye: “Yeah, I remember readin’ about you in the Avengers’ files! You’re some sorta goon peddler!”

Taskmaster: “Watch yer mouth, bow-bender! What I am is a teacher!”

And then he recaps his goon, mook, henchman training business for the audience. He even clarifies that his series of secret academies are going great, thanks, but he’s trying to branch out with a mobile recruiting center.

Aka, this circus. And heck, according to Taskmaster, carnies already come off unscrupulous so having a bunch of goons hanging around won’t stand out.

THE PERFECT CRIME.

Actually. I don’t know if this is a crime? It’s not illegal to do combat training or learn how to fly a plane, probably. Then again, when 100% of your alumni wind up arrested for helping steal the Statue of Liberty, a legal goon school would get a lot of unwanted scrutiny. So best keep it secret.

And of course, extorting the owner and workers of a circus is definitely a crime. Pretty sure.

Anyway, the mobile recruiting center scheme is helped by Marcy telling anyone who asks that the new people hanging around are a new act that isn’t ready to open yet.

Hawkeye is sick of Taskmaster’s smarmy smarm and tries to shoot a grabber arrow? at Taskmaster.

Who just blocks it with his shield.

And takes the opportunity to brag about his photographic reflexes, where he only needs to see a sweet move once and he can do it perfectly.

He shows off by doing some Cap moves and then doing a Spider-Man move. Which he seems to do just to do.

And by Spider-Man move I mean hanging upside down from a line. Which, yes, Spider-Man does do that but it doesn’t really seem that necessary or helpful here and you’re totally doing it just to show off but really you look a little ridiculous.

Taskmaster even shows off some Tigra moves by kicking Hawkeye in the face. Its fun to me that he shows off Tigra specifically. Its for some acrobatics like flippy kick but there’s gotta be other acrobatic heroes. Like Spider-Man.

But Tigra was on the Avengers recently and briefly and dammit, he’s gonna show off what he learned!

Anyway, Taskmaster beats up Hawkeye until he gets bored of it and then just takes Marcy hostage to get Hawkeye to surrender.

He just really wanted to show off some of his sweet moves. And as soon as he ran through five different hero movesets (Cap, Spider-Man, Tigra, Daredevil, and Iron Fist) he’s just like ‘k I’m done’.

Meanwhile, back to Ant-Man ant-again.

He’s lurking around a corner trying to be inconspicuous while children are pointing and asking if he’s a clown. Perhaps realizing that he didn’t need to put on the full costume to use the helmet and that he’s just made himself look foolish.

But some of his ants report in that they’ve found Hawkeye so Ant-Man shrinks down to ride an ant into action.

Wait. Yeah. You could have just shrunken down and perched somewhere to wait for ant reports. You’ve made yourself look a fool and you fully had the power to avoid that in so many ways.

Meanwhile back to Hawkeye yet again, Taskmaster knows that killing an Avenger would attract notice so he’s going to make it look like an accident.

So he’s locked Hawkeye in an electrified cage with a lion, a normal situation that can accidentally happen to anyone. So now when Hawkeye gets mauled to death by the lion, nobody will suspect it was anything but an accident.

Taskmaster walks away because its villain tradition that you don’t watch the heroes you lock in the death traps. That’d just be gauche.

The lion sizes up Hawkeye and decides that he’s food and leaps for the kill!

And Ant-Man grows out from under the lion and throws it into the electrified bars, knocking him out.

Pretty good timing Scott! And that poor attempted man-eater lion! That poor five hundred pound lion! WOW SCOTT, do you work out?

I also feel that Republic Serial has aged poorly for more than just lion tossing.

Ant-Man and Hawkeye get each other on the same page. As it happens, Ant-Man actually has more experience with Taskmaster since he was actually in that three-parter. That’ll give them a tiny, tiny, tiny edge.

They’re still stuck in a locked cage and Hawkeye is like ‘gee whiz shrinking hero guy how can we possibly get out?’

Would you be surprised that Ant-Man just shrinks Hawkeye? Scott does muse that he could probably have picked the lock if he had the tools for it but shrinking just saves time.

Hawkeye does not care for it though.

I don’t know what he’s complaining about. Big sleepy cat even bigger now. You could live in the mane at that size.

You could be a tiny man living in a lion’s mane. Imagine.

Anyway.

Over in Taskmaster’s private tent, he’s telling Marcy she done fucked up calling for Hawkeye and she’s going to wish she was getting mauled to death by a lion in an electrified cage like Hawkeye was.

And Hawkeye does the equivalent of clearing his throat and saying ‘hey dingus, not dead’

Taskmaster reaches for a magnesium flare like he used against the Avengers but Ant-Man’s expert knowledge of meeting Taskmaster one time lets him warn Hawkeye who shoots it out of Taskmaster’s hand.

Taskmaster just questions why they didn’t go for a killshot when they had him surprised and then calls a goon squad on the heroes.

Of course, goon squads being called on heroes is just a setup to make heroes look really cool showing their stuff on some expendable targets.

“While the Taskmaster’s troops have been well-trained for normal combat, they fare woefully poor against these super-normal foes!”

And show their stuff they do. Like Hawkeye leaping around firing net and bola arrows!

And Ant-Man... shrinking down really small to punch a guy’s earlobe.

Look. He’s trying.

Also, Marcy is braining people with a juggling pin like some manner of alien clown because she is exceptionally irate at Taskmaster and his goons.

While the three beat up this crowd of goons, Taskmaster runs off to set up his “escape insurance.”

Ant-Man and Hawkeye chase him into the big top where there’s already a crowd watching the show. And waiting for the human cannonball act.

BUT! Taskmaster is apparently a cartoon villain because he’s replaced the human cannonball with a dummy full of explosives and he’s going to shoot it and blow up the grandstand, killing a couple hundred innocent lives.

Taskmaster tells them they can capture him or they can stop his ridiculous scheme.

Taskmaster: “Have fun decidin’, chumps!”

And then presumably he runs off giggling.

Hawkeye wants to go after Taskmaster and have Ant-Man take care of the nothuman cannonball bomb.

Ant-Man: “No, Hawkeye! There are too many lives at stake! And it may take both of us to stop that cannon!”

Hawkeye: “But we can’t just let that psycho walk! We can’t -- .”

Ant-Man: “Hawkeye! Think about it! Think! Please... !”

Hawkeye: “Yeah, I guess you’re right... blast it.”

Scott Lang has his heart in the right place to be a hero even if he is a bit of a goofus about it. I like you, Scott Lang.

Hawkeye runs back into the tent and shoots the goon manning the cannon with a bola arrow. he gets the goon but the goon falls on the button.

Fortunately, its the elevation control, not the fire button.

Unfortunately, there is no firing button, so the firing cycle is automatic.

Fortunately, hitting the elevation control accidentally made the cannon point up instead of at the grandstand. So the bomb is still going to fall and blow everything up but they have time and Ant-Man has an idea.

He has Hawkeye nock his fastest arrow and jumps on it.

Hawkeye shoots the arrow and hits the explosive filled mannequin in the neck right as it reached the top of its trajectory and hung very briefly in the air.

As the bomb starts to plummet, Ant-Man crawls up the arrow onto the bomb-man and to the detonator.

All too soon the bomb hits the ring

but doesn’t detonate.

Ant-Man managed to defuse the bomb!

And he also managed to survive the fall because of course! He’s not destined to die for a long while and only then in a really dumb way.

Thanks to Scott’s experience of watching Raiders of the Lost Ark twenty-seven times he’s a real expert on jumping from one speeding object to another.

Aka, from the falling bomb to a flying ant. Sure.

The heroes see that Taskmaster has escaped while all this was going on but Hawkeye decides he’ll get him next time.

Also? The audience has thought that this was part of the show the whole time so they’ve loved every second of this.

Soon the other Avengers arrive, too late to take part in the plot but in time to help clean up the goon operation.

Also, She-Hulk is in her tattered white dress outfit again. I really think there was some miscommunication here. Like with having her dressed like that on the previous cover and having her dressed like that here in this filler issue.

She doesn’t wear that anymore but its the Iconic outfit for her so if an artist needs a ref to draw her, they’re probably looking at a picture from her Savage She-Hulk series.

And Scott Lang gets the last page because whoops, he left his daughter on a roller coaster the whole time and forgot her in the heat of the adventure. DAD OF THE YEAR!

Scott runs to find her sitting outside the Spin-’n-Heave looking down, head in hands. Scott is worried that something is wrong with her but

Cassie Lang: “I’m a little tired right now, daddy *yawn* but can we come back an’ ride the ‘Spin-’n-Heave’ again t’morrow?”

Scott Lang: “Tomorrow? Again? *sigh* Kids.”

Hah, she tuckered herself out riding the roller coast over and over again but is game to keep doing it again tomorrow. That’s the Cassie Lang that will grow up to join the Young Avengers!

So, Avengers filler but it wasn’t weird or inconsequential. It doesn’t do anything with the ongoing plots but it feels like it does since Scott Lang has come back into the books recently because of the Hank Pym plot. And it follows up on Taskmaster who has gone unaddressed since his introductory stories.

Its just a nice story and by focusing on a guest star and one of the Avengers doing an impromptu team-up it has some fun energy.

Good times.

Hey. Follow @essential-avengers​ maybe? Its better than the Spin-’n-Heave! ... I can’t actually prove that. But also like and reblog this post because I’m a cool person. ... I can’t actually prove that either...

#Avengers #Taskmaster #Hawkeye #Ant Man #Scott Lang #some roustabouts #some robin hoods #essential avengers #essential marvel liveblogging #some avengers in a one panel cameo in their own book #ant man and hawkeye make a good team weirdly #i'm weirdly fascinated by the Spin 'n Heave #it has a waterfall

[honourablejester]

On the subject of ‘mundane uses of magic’, I found an old character concept I had for an Arabian Nights style story after a dream I had about a city in a shield, a street thief and a junk vendor.

The basic idea was that the desert city-state had been taken over by a demon-summoning advisor (think King Solomon crossed with Jafar) who had promptly used the king, court and army to drive out every other magic-capable person in the city-state and then lock the city down under a shield and a tyrannical anti-magic inquisition so no one could pull the same trick back.

The character was an evolution of the junk vendor from the dream. ‘The Junkman’, as not-so-affectionately known, is secretly a fleeing court mage who got out before the shield came down and is hiding from pursuit from the city, and also from the other mages trying to mount a rebellion/re-taking and who are just going to get themselves messily killed or enslaved, so could they kindly fuck off before they get contagious about it?

Junkman’s particular magic is really really useful for this. His primary talent is imbuing magical properties into items that have been worked by human hands. The more worked the object, the more easily the magic infuses it. Cloth, metal, wood, wicker, you name it, it works. Anything that has been deliberately shaped and worked by people. So Junkman has a lot of craft skills, and is a junk vendor specifically to acquire objects that have been heavily worked and reworked over their lifespans. As well as being so lowly as to be beneath notice by pursuers, of course.

Particular applications of this magic include:

building protections into armour (which is primarily what he did for the court)

creating entertaining wonders from mundane objects (the other thing he did in court)

making a living space inside his wooden backpack (junk tardis!) and shrinking gateways to shrink and access said living space into the latches (portal rings!)

make brass rings containing the same idea as the latches and embed them into the city’s roads/walls, which if located correctly can make holes right through the city shield (guess why the rebellion really, really wants him, or would if anyone actually knew about this)

make a cloth wrap for his chest with an illusion on one side to look like nothing’s there, and a magically enlarged space on the other side to comfortably hold his breasts

… Yeah. Because ‘he’ wasn’t a court sorcerer, ‘he’ was a court sorceress. And anyone looking for a court sorceress is less likely to look at a male junk vendor. And ‘he’ may have had … personal reasons for immediately jumping to that as a disguise.

Namely, that she had always straddled the line a bit because she’d always had facial hair. What would be called a ‘bearded lady’ in other times and places. She’d been taught to shave pretty much as soon as she entered her teenage years (which had an interesting connection with foreigners because beards are actually favoured by men in her own country) or use other means to get rid of the hair and be respectable. Going on the run and needing a disguise allowed her to basically stop bothering about that, and embrace her beard a little bit, have some fun with it as much as her new lowered social status allowed. And her magic allowed her some relatively low-stress ways around the other aspects of the change/’disguise’.

Magical hammerspace for her breasts, for one, so she didn’t have to squash them. Just an illusion of a flat male chest on one side of the cloth, and a comfy magical bra on the other.

Magical hammerspace woven into another cloth for dealing with periods. Basically, she can bleed through a self-cleaning ‘gateway’ into a pocket-dimension woven into her undergarments and not even worry about it. Though it’s still a finite space, so washing said undergarments later can be a slightly traumatising event for onlookers, since abruptly floods of old blood can come out of it. (I was thinking a bit of the Bean Nighe from Scottish/Irish myth here, foretelling deaths for passing warriors by washing bloody cloths, and also just … it’d be really handy to just be able to make the blood go elsewhere, you know?). Also works as a diaper if you need it to, if you have kids, or are stuck on stake out, or in a prison cell … so on and so forth.

I’m not sure if she has a fake cock as well, either crafted or illusioned up, or if she just uses the old Monstrous Regiment sock trick and calls it good, since nobody’s ever going to be looking down there if she can help it. (Yes, I’m picturing her as mostly asexual, though at least some of it is situational paranoia). Though she probably would have a fake just in case.

I actually thought that might be how she winds up revealing herself to another mage trying to recruit her for the rebellion. The period thing, not the other thing. The other woman literally loses her rag, as in her period rag, while they’re forced to abruptly run, and Junkman has to offer up certain revelations in order to offer her a (magical) replacement in a semi-socially-appropriate way without getting fireballed in the face for interfering in things men should not interfere with. Heh.

So. Mundane uses of being able to magically work objects and make big spaces inside small mundane things: unlimited period supplies, and clothes that can be built to hide a whole multitude of interesting things?

#character concepts #mundane uses of magic #worldbuiling #possible tmi? #mythology #gender #practical concerns

[drjackandmissjo]

firewhisky on ice, sunset and vine

you’ve ruined my life by not being mine

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They were once again in their original compartment, the one they shared all the way back during their first ever ride on the Express.

In the past few years, under Pansy’s suggestion, they had moved to more populated carriages, not remaining locked in their little booth, to have the opportunity to mingle with other students, yet after the incident between Draco and Saint Potter, they had decided a more secluded area was in order.

And there they were, Draco and Theo and Pansy and him, just as old time. Crabble and Goyle were in the nearby compartment, as if they were guard dogs waiting to be fetched, which wasn’t a far approximation of both their use and bestial nature, considering how they behaved. The rest of their housemates were scattered all over the Express, but in that little moment of time and space they were alone, far away from prying eyes and from tall Gryffindor idiots.

He had managed to avoid seeing him, back at the station, but Blaise had failed miserably at keeping him out of his mind during the holidays: his mother had bombarded him with thousand different questions about the ‘mysterious boy’ that had snagged his heart and hadn’t stopped meddling during their entire stay at his grandparents’; each one of his aunts and uncles and distant cousins kept on asking about his relationship status, twisting their noses whenever he replied, disapproving of the lack of a ‘nice pureblood girl in his life’, to which he simply had to politely smile to prevent himself from doing something irrational and idiotic; he had found himself asking his grandmother suggestions on how to tend plants, with the sole purpose of using them to then impress the useless plant-head.

At King’s Cross, he had sprinted as soon as he saw his friends, ignoring everyone else and focusing on Pansy, who was in the midst of telling Theo about her newest achievement, in the form of a freshly out of Beauxbatons boy who was doing an internship at the Ministry.

He didn’t know why, but he dreaded his next encounter with Longbottom. He had brought a plant from his grandmother’s garden and was planning on giving it to him during their next study session together, alone and in the privacy of the empty classroom they used, and he had already rehearsed several times in his mind the speech he was going to give to the Gryffindor, to excuse his foolishly romantic behaviour and masquerade his uncharacteristic affection and attachment. Yet he feared immensely an unscripted encounter, conscious that his brain didn’t work at his maximum potential around the tall idiot.

It had been quite an effort, the one he constantly had to make to concentrate in Transfiguration class whenever he decided to tap his fingers over the desk or whenever he bit his thumb when he focused on something he didn’t understand. During their private sessions, it was even worse: Longbottom would usually loosen his tie, roll up his sleeves and put a pencil behind his ear whenever it was his turn to explain something, and Blaise’s brain immediately went blank and dead for several moments, his only thought being incomprehensible blabber about biceps and forearms.

Overall, Blaise Zabini was whipped, not entirely in a bad way, but couldn’t be seen acting smitten. Especially not over a boy. Clearly not over a Gryffindor.

He focused his attention once more to his small group of friends: Theo was reading a trashy wizarding romance novel about a witch and a half-blood that, based on the plot, sounded too much like a wizarding version of Wuthering Heights, yet Theo entranced and captivated by the story, unaware of the Muggle origin of it, based on the time of release; Draco was poetically staring off the window into the vast [ic1] and immeasurable space that could be seen from the window, lost in his problems, mostly Death Eater related; Pansy was filing her nails, mindlessly nodding her head to a song that was playing in her head and remained stuck there for the foreseeable future.

“I gotta tell you something” he blurted out, without really thinking about the course of action he wanted to follow. He knew, deep down, that they would accept him no matter what, but the little anxious voice in the back of his head still whispered frightened.

They all turned to him, each with a puzzled look, stopping whatever they were doing to give him the attention he deserved.

It was an unofficial rule, never once discussed yet always respected, between the four of them to constantly listen to each other’s rambles and problems. It had been done when Theo’s father pressured him into learning Divination, when Pansy’s first time happened in a dark corner of the Slytherin dungeons with a sixth year boy while she was still in her third, and, of course, when Draco came back from the Summer vacations with a new tattoo and a burden on his shoulders. While he never truly admitted what he’d have to do for the Dark Lord, the other three still leant their ears to the blonde’s panicked whispers.

And they were all returning the favour now.

“No turning back, brace yourself and do it” his mind told him. He was a Pure-blooded Slytherin, on top of his classes and better than any of them, and if they had a problem with him being himself they could’ve shoved their heads up their arses even further than they already were.

“I don’t know if you’ve ever wondered or not, about why I don’t keep girls around for more than a public appearance or just for a couple of weeks” he began, hoping for once to be able to fulfil his speech as he had imagined it in his head.

As it could’ve been predicted, he was immediately interrupted by the monotonous voice of Theo, who simply went back to his book while saying: “Not our place if you wanna shag one different chick each week.” Then as if in an afterthought, he raised his head once again, staring into the distance with clouded eyes, and whispered: “They sure as hell about to fall over you, the wee girls chasing your attention as Nifflers with gold.” He had been reading one too many trashy romance novels for Blaise’s likings and now imagined love stories and escapades everywhere. Just before leaving for the holidays he had admitted of ‘having a feeling with his seer powers’ that Thomas and the Fire Kid were snogging on a daily basis, which left Blaise speechless while the others laughed.

“Are you trying to say that Blaise’s a heartthrob?” asked Draco, almost offended at the idea that he was less desirable than his friend. Pansy then intervened in the situation, leaning in before conspiratorially claiming: “Girls in the bathrooms talk, you know? Many do when they think no one’s there to listen, but Millicent heard that Romilda Vane, that hideous bitch, might be trying to sneak some Amortensia into either Saint Potter’s or Blaise’s cup!” That was an interesting news indeed, that side-tracked the conversation and also derailed Blaise from his train of thought; “Rule number seven: a possible poisoning should always be avoided, unless it was planned.” “Might be a miracle if she even knew how to brew tea, let alone perform correctly all the steps to properly do the potion” commented Draco, tilting back on his seat and folding his arms while sporting an insufferable smirk on his lips. “How’d you know? You never pay attention to classes anymore!” asked an affronted Theo, who was constantly complaining about the lack of response from the blonde prefect, but rarely mentioned it whenever Draco was near: Blaise had a feeling he partially knew what their friend had to do, since his parents were once again on the previous path, but he also never confirmed nor commented the situation.

“So does Pansy!” yelled outragedly the blonde, trying futilely to defend himself, despite the true words that just had been spoken. In the past few months, his attention span had drastically declined and now even teachers had started to realize it, which meant fewer House Points than intended. Which gave Blaise constant headaches[ic2] . The she-devil then turned to his friend, a dissatisfied expression on her face: “That’s different, I never paid attention to anything other than Charms, cause everything else’s boring and useless to me, you on the other hand…”. That was a trite topic that could go on and on for weeks. Blaise had his out, his one chance to have them forget he even started the discussion, which would last the remaining train ride for certain.

Yet he didn’t want to go back in hiding his true nature with them and, since he desperately wanted thing to move and work with Longbottom, if he turned out to be a fellow as well, he might’ve used Pansy’s help to woo finally the Gryffindor and Theo and Draco’s discretion if thing really got going.

It most definitely was a ‘Now or never’ type of situation.

“I’m into boys” he admitted quietly, partially drowned by the sounds of his friend’s argument, yet they all perfectly heard him.

The following silence was morbid and sickening, with Blaise looking out of the window with his wand in position to cast a protecting charm over himself. “Rule number five: better safe than sorry.”

Tentatively, as if handling a porcelain doll, Pansy moved forward, placing softly a hand on his and whispering: “Are you certain?”

“Sweet Salazar, Pansy, of course he’s certain, what kind of fudged up question is that?!” Theo exploded, throwing his hands in the air and watching the girl as if she had grown two extra heads, and now looked like the dog their current Professor of Care had during their first year.

Blaise had always been curious about how they had managed to fit such a large creature inside the third floor corridor, but still had no explanation. His most quoted guess would be a shrinking spell firstly and then a second enlarging one, probably performed by either Dumbledore or Flitwick, for sure. Hagrid, although he was a great and passionate professor, didn’t strike as the master of form changing and fitting charms, although he could clearly impress and surprise.

His overturning trail of thoughts was once again shifted back into the conversation at hand, instead of being let to free float in a very Pindaric [ic3] style, by the curious voice of Draco Malfoy: “Why you’re not cursing?” he asked, tone dripping disbelief, that now Blaise shared as well. Pansy was also looking at their fellow housemate as if she intended to solve the mystery before her, clearly having forgotten what spun their conversation in the first place.

Theo, on his own, merely shrugged, “Gave it up until the Spring break in a bet with my cousin, she’s from Durmstrang and won’t drink alcohol, the loser gets kicked of the Easter feast and doesn’t get the food.” The explanation was short and concise, typically in Nott style: “If it can’t be said in one sentence only, it’s not worth it” was his life motto, which was an interesting perspective in life, yet became complicated when asked to write a three feet parchment long essay, while the Slytherin in question could only master a very poetic “The Wound-Cleaning Potion is a potion used to clean cuts and other open wounds.” Needless to say, many nights were spent begging Theodore Nott to just write four more sentences cause Professor Snape wanted more than a simple “It’s used by healers.”

They all managed to convince him to be marginally less crisp only after reading out loud the works of Crabble or Goyle, which sounded too much like his own for his liking, which lead to the domino effect of a two and a half feet piece.

“Weird shit you pulled, you started it?” asked Pansy, incredibly suspicious and folding her legs under her body, a cat ready to pounce. “Grandma’s work, she casted a spell on us to check it and if we remove it we lose” he admitted, sounding excited and vengeful at the same time. While his grandmother had probably meant it as a meaning to have a peaceful evening, she did not keep in count the sheer ambition her grandchild had. Knowing Theo, this little challenge would keep on going until the last day, or until he won. He was too headstrong not to finish it with first place, whichever prize might be coming, it was the pure conscience of being first that would keep him warm during cold nights. “So, you rash-holes gotta keep your fudging mouths clean around me or I’ll lose my shirt” he then added, pointing his finger at all the three remaining people and throwing his best glance their way.

“That fucking sucks ass, Theo. So fucking sorry” exclaimed Pansy, fretting hurt and exaggeration, mocking him with every breath she took. “You’re a bench, Parkinson, and you should definitely caramelize yourself!” “Theo! You kiss your grandma with that mouth?” intervened Draco, placing a hand over his heart and pulling an incredulous face, scandalized and amused.

Once again, for the billionth time, the topic had switched and Blaise could feel his newly headache spread. He had a half thought of leaving the compartment to jump over the train and simply lay there, but decided to try one more time to get on top of the issue: “GUYS! Can we please focus here for once? I just told you I’m gay and I’m slightly uncomfortable not knowing whether you’ll hex me or I’ll have to kill you first” he said, staring at each of his friends dead and emotionless in the eyes.

“You would never kill us, Blaise” commented a very relaxed Draco, comfortable in his position. He was so dead wrong, or plain dead, depending on which came first. “Try me bitch. I had to study bloody herbs on my own cause of you so I’m already murderous.” He seemed visibly shocked by that, “Oh, yeah, sorry mate, how’s it going?” he asked, probably genuinely curious. “Pretty well actually, turns out it’s actually fun and…. Hey, back to the main side, what’s it gonna be, stronzetti?” Blaise all but yelled, losing his patience. It was an actual miracle that he had managed to keep up with them for that long: screw Potter, he should be assigned holiness, or at least a martyrdom, for his years spent in suffering.

“Well, that’s easy: I personally don’t care and as long as nobody” Theo began, pointedly looking at all his friends in the eye and not just at Blaise, “trickles nobody on my bed I’m chill with whatever.” Blaise took a breath of relief, his shoulders sagging a little as he felt all his tension leave his body. “One down, two more to go.”

“When you say trickles you actually mean fucking or a general shagging?” asked Draco, tilting his head forward with an unreadable expression he always used when playing with his friends. Not many saw this side of the blonde, the joyous and rascal version, reserved to his closest circle only. He had the best one liners, for certain, and used sarcasm and humour at every possible occasion.

More than once, Blaine had to hex him whenever he started punning, cause once it had begun, he never stopped willingly.

Theo leant forward as well, eye to eye with the blonde with a murderous look on his face: “Malfoy, you keep your hands off my property or I’ll chop them off clean, but as a general rule don’t get on my bed or I’ll burn our dormitory down.”

Pyromania was a serious issue of Theo’s, which was the main reason why he was on speaking terms with the Fire Kid from Gryffindor, which as a downside meant endless teasing from the rest of his house. Despite it all, their unlikely friendship was solid and dangerous, with one accidentally sending things on fire and the other purposefully letting it all burn. “I’d do it if I was you, mate. Who knows who did whom before you took the room” Pansy intervened, reclining back into her seat and picking up her nail filer once again, starting back to where she got interrupted. “THANK YOU FOR THE IMAGERY PARKINSON!” Theo yelled, bolting up on his feet and thundering over the compartment. Raising a hand to pass through his hair, he gave out a huffed breath and opened the door to the corridor, “Imma go and claw my eyes out excuse me” he proclaimed, before hastily exiting and loudly closing the door with a sound that reverberated the entire train, probably.

The remaining trio burst out laughing immediately, Pansy and Draco falling onto each other as Blaise wiped tears off of his eyes. “Merlin, He’s so sensitive!” he commented once his chuckles had quieted down and as his breathing returned evenly. He then closed his eyes, savouring the moment as an eventual calm before a tumultuous storm: “What about you two?” he asked, returning to seriousness.

Pansy looked at him softly, before shrugging and returning back to her task, “I’ve had my suspicions but kept quiet cause.” Then, in an afterthought, she pointed her filer at Blaise’s chest and conspiratorially added: “Hope you know we’re gonna talk about it in private, just the two of us, also just cause I may have already someone to set you up with.”

Blaise chuckled at that, already conscious that the action might be immensely futile but touched by the feeling nevertheless. “Draco?” he asked boldly, turning fully toward the friend that had been keeping silent about the matter. Despite Blaise’s suspicions, it was not his place to say anything about the other boy, but an acceptance would’ve been gladly welcomed still.

“I’ve have too much on my own plate to deal with this as well but” he began, messing up his non-gelled hair as if to pull the words out of his brain directly, “I’m cool, mate. As Theo said, don’t fuck anyone on my bed” he finished with a wicked smile and a wink. What was the wink for, Blaise had no idea, but he warmed up at the sentiment nonetheless. “Not gonna be a problem, trust me” he admitted smirking: even if things were smooth with a certain boy, he still would be extremely hesitant of bringing anyone of the same species further than the common room, and even then he couldn’t exactly bring a Gryffindor there! “Why not? Are you ashamed of us or something?” asked Draco, offended and wounded at the idea, at which Blaise could only reply with a huffed out laugh and a shake of his head, “That’s one way of putting it.”

Draco turned expectantly at Pansy, who just looked him sternly in the eyes before deadpanning: “Your room smells like flowers and douche deodorant, no one with an ounce of self-respect will ever bring a date to shag there” she claimed, with great reasons, before returning to her nails. Crabble and Goyle had an unhealthy lack of familiarity with personal hygiene, which meant that the remaining occupants of the dormitory had to constantly keep the windows open or, during the winter, spray the room with whatever substance strong enough to hide the odour of musk. “Speak for yourself, Millicent’s cat’s always stinks worse than death itself!” outragedly cried Malfoy, desperately trying to defend his wounded honour for some reason unknown to Blaise, who simply stood back and enjoyed the scene. “Which is why he’s not allowed in the room, we keep him on the doormat, asshole” venomously rebutted Pansy, raising her filer in the air and vehemently threatening the blonde.

“Isn’t that poor creature already been through enough?” “Quiet Zabini, he chewed on my favourite pair of shoes and they were expensive” she replied immediately through gritted teeth, without lowering her makeshift weapon nor detaching her eyes from her prey. “We all come from powerful and rich Pure-blood families and are talented wizards, couldn’t you just use reparo?” snorted Draco, slowly and unperceptively leaning backwards and far away from the witch. Pansy simply drew closer, fury in her eyes, “First of all, that’s not the point. Second, they were bloody Louboutin and even with the spell they still had something missing and I’m still salty about it” she said, punctuating each word with a blow with her bludgeon, which caused the blonde to wince in pain.

The scene was comedic and truly heart-warming, but it was interrupted by Theo’s head, which poked from the newly opened door: “We’re there, guys, move your sugar plum behinds” he said entering, shifting the pair of bickering idiots to take out his coat.

Blaise felt better than he had in weeks as he fixed his tie on the window reflection. Holidays had been great, the quick chat with his friends freeing and fantastic and he was finally ready to set his plan in motion.

With his heart infinitely lighter, he grabbed his suitcase and exited the train, secretly hoping to be able to peak a certain Gryffindor before the meal in the Great Hall.

GLOSSARY:

“Stronzetti” means “Little pieces of shit/Little Assholes”

#bleville #neville longbottom #neville x blaise #blaise zabini #blaise is a dumb bottom around neville #my favourite half italian wizard #harry potter #harry potter and the halfblood prince #hp #hphbp #fanfiction #ff #ao3 #ao3 link #hogwarts #sixth year #hogwarts' express #train #Slytherin quartet #theo nott #theodore nott #draco malfoy #pansy parkinson #crabbe and goyle

[watcherfenix]

Firing from the hip

Awake , my mind is reeling from emotions.

Today is when My Bull leaves for Victoria and our new lives start. It is a bit counter intuitive that our paths of growth and togetherness diverge at the beginning of the year but it is only temporary. I am so excited and proud that he has found a job that seems like a ideal fit for him. I love the neighborhood we are in. Feels like a fusion of Denver and San Francisco in good ways. It is weird not being there with him for all the new experiences but I am happy for him and excited to here all of his stories. And excited for us and the times we will have.

This week is going to be ruff, I am so use to him always being around and going to miss him. Excitement turns to anxieties real quick. I know it is only four months but my PTSD isn’t going to let me see it that way at first. Instead ,due to the enlargement if my amygdala ( responsible for memories and negative stimulus) im going to feel the emotions of every single break up and separation over my life piggybacking on this short time apart .

It fucking blows some awful.

All the rational thoughts in the world doesn’t curb the emotions or intrusive thoughts and memories. Of course i wouldn’t be able to ,it’s brain damage . So my inner voice just have to out yell over all of the bullshit . Which is normally a shouting match in my head. Fortunately I am better prepared this thanks to Bryce going down for week a month ago but not looking forward to it.

Once the emotions run out though I be able to focus on the good things. Like how we are able to live comfortably in two places. I will be able focus on my healthy habits and school. I will develop a few new hobbies. Will be able to form an new identity within our relationship , an opportunity I never had before. An opportunity that I am excited for and grateful for. Be able to socialize again For I can learn Samuel Fenix without the American trauma . Wonder what that will look like.

Joy

That is what my psychologist told me find and foster, Joy. For I have survive , lived and bear witness to some shit , neat, but it is time to thrive. I never thought I would hear those words from a shrink,” be joyful ,you earned it.” I have been so use to growth being mess , ugly and painful. That suffering is growth. Joy is not that. Joy isn’t suffering can I still grow from it? Feels like lifetimes have gone by since I have been truly joyful. But I feel like this is the year.

So that is the theme of the this year “joy” and doing things that bring joy and foster joy. Daily gratitudes are great start but it time to evolve it, not quite sure what that looks like but feel there is a room to grow.

With America losing it is fucking minds and trying out to be “the worlds next bad guy”, I do feel some cognitive dissonance. Trying to be joyful and happy while the world is on fire is a joking phase I used to say but never figured I would actually have to do it. Lol.

I cannot unseen all that I have seen and know nor do I want to. But hard to post happy feel goods when there is great pain and sickness that needs to be address. So there will be a better balance.

I am grateful for today. I am grateful for the opportunities I have. I am for

Grateful my partner and my life and our life.

Thank you for your time,

Love

#graditude #grateful #ptsd recovery #self reflection #living with ptsd #actually ptsd #new beginnings #growth is messy

[arc852]

Experiment Gone Wrong

Summary: Logan’s experiment has quite literally blown up in his face. Good thing Roman is there to help him out. Oh, and tease him.

Warnings: Fear and guilt

 A loud boom jolted Roman awake. He sat up and wasted no time in hopping out of bed and opening his bedroom the door. His eyes immediately went to his roommate's door, which was now leaking smoke at every crack. Eyes wide, Roman ran to the door, opening it wide.

 He didn’t take into account the smoke, however, and coughed violently as he inhaled it. He waved it away with his one hand as the other was kept close to his mouth. “Logan!” He cried, trying to find his roommate within the smoke.

 Thankfully, it didn’t take long for the smoke to disperse. As if it hadn’t been there in the first place but now, Roman could clearly see how much of a mess Logan’s room was in. The explosion must have been the cause, as things seemed to have been knocked down all over and a strange liquid covered the walls.

 But the most important thing Roman noticed, was that Logan was nowhere to be seen.

 “Logan!” He called out again, concern etched into his features as he stepped more into the room. But as he did so, a small voice spoke up.

 “Roman, stop!” The voice screamed. And Roman did, with his foot still in the air. He carefully set it back down where it had been with furrowed eyebrows. That voice...that had sounded like Logan.

 He heard the tiniest of sighs. “Look down.” The same voice called out. Roman did and his eyes went wide at what-or rather who-he saw.

 Logan, no more than 4 inches tall.

 “L-Logan?” Roman asked, just to make sure and Logan simply nodded his head. With a slight pinch on his own arm for the confirmation that he wasn’t dreaming, he dropped down to his knees. The simple action alone causing Logan to nearly fall over. “What...What on earth happened to you?”

 Logan sighed, adjusting his oh so tiny glasses. “I was experimenting with a few chemicals, trying to make a serum in order to enlarge things,” Logan said, then motioned to himself. “As you can see, it appears to have done the...opposite.”

 Roman took a glance around the room again. “I’m guessing it also wasn’t supposed to explode either?” Logan let out a long sigh.

 “Yes, Roman. Astute observation.” Logan sent his roommate a deadpan look, his tone dripping with sarcasm. It was strange, seeing such a familiar expression on such a tiny face. Just...hell, Roman was stilling having a hard time coming to the fact that Logan was so small.

 “Is this...permanent?” Roman asked, nervous for Logan. He watched as Logan bit his lip in slight thought.

 “No...No, it shouldn’t be. I give this a day at the most and if I don’t revert back, I could always figure out an antidote. After all, I managed to shrink myself. If I figure out where to tweak the serum, I should be able to make the enlarge serum I was originally aiming for.” Logan explained and Roman calmed down a little. He was glad Logan wasn’t stuck like this.

 Roman’s eyes scanned over Logan again and with the knowledge that Logan was not in any danger of having to live like this forever, a mischievous smile took over Roman’s features. At the expression, Logan took a step back, looking at his friend warily.

 “Roman...whatever it is you are thinking, I highly suggest you-hey!” Logan was cut off as a giant hand reached out and wrapped around his small frame. He struggled against it but stopped after realizing it was futile. Clearly, he was no match for Roman like this. Instead, he settled for glaring at his giant of a roommate.

 Roman just grinned at the miniature death glare he was receiving. “Oh, don’t be like that Logan. I mean, come on. Look at you! You can’t expect me not to have a little fun.” Roman chuckled and carefully stood up, being wary of his hold on Logan.

 “Roman, I swear if you don’t put me down this instant I will-”

 “You’ll what?” Roman cut him off. “Not to point out the obvious or anything but...you are kind of helpless like this Lo.” Roman gently poked Logan in the side as he made his point and Logan flinched back just a tad. Logan huffed.

 “Yes, I am well aware of that.” The grip around him was a constant reminder of that little fact. “I would still like to be put down though.”

 “I will...eventually.” Honestly, Roman was enjoying holding Logan like this. It was weird and fascinating all at the same time. Besides, he loved messing with Logan and now it had just gotten ten times easier and about a hundred times more entertaining. This was going to be fun.

 “But for now, I think you’ll be sleeping in my room tonight.” Before he was even done with his sentence, he was out of Logan’s room and heading towards his own.

 “What? No, Roman I-Roman!” Logan called out, trying to get Roman to stop. He tried once more to push against the fingers but, unsurprisingly, it did nothing.

 “Look, Lo, this is just in case something happens. I mean, anything could with you this tiny.” Roman explained, shutting his door and taking a seat on his bed.

 “I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself, small or not,” Logan said in defense but Roman just shook his head.

 “Come on, Lo. What would you have even done if I hadn’t gone in there? Stay on the floor the entire night?” Roman asked, eyebrow raised.

 Logan was quiet for a moment. “...It doesn't matter, I would have been perfectly fine.” Roman chuckled and once again prodded Logan’s side, only for Logan to try and push it away. Of course, he was unsuccessful.

 “I’m not changing my mind, sorry,” Roman said, not sounding sorry at all. He was even sporting a grin.

 Logan groaned but he knew there was no arguing with Roman. He was just as stubborn as Logan himself, after all. “Fine. Then lend me a pillow and let’s just go to bed.” At least if they were sleeping nothing could happen. Of course, when he saw Roman smirk, Logan got a bad feeling.

 “Why Logan, who said anything about sleeping?” Roman teased, bringing Logan a little closer to his face. Logan let out a small yelp but did his best to hide it.

 “What about the time?” Indeed, it was getting to be very late.

 “And when has that ever stopped you from staying up, hmm?” Roman hummed. Logan cursed under his breath but Roman was right. Even tonight, he had been planning on staying up for as long as it took to complete his serum.

 “Yes but what about you? I know you like to get your ‘beauty’ sleep.” Logan tried, despite knowing Roman could be just as bad as him some days. Especially when he had a good idea.

 “Well, I’m already awake and I don’t think I would even be able to sleep. Not with knowing you’re like this.” Roman shook his head and stood back up. “Oh no, you and I are going to have some fun.” He started walking over to his desk as Logan continued to push and struggle against Roman’s fingers.

 “Roman I swear if you-” Roman cut him off.

 “Relax Microchip, nothing is gonna happen to you. What do you take me for?” He set Logan down on the desk and Logan let out a small sigh of relief, happy to be back on solid ground. Still, though, he was not looking forward to anything Roman had planned.

 Roman thought for a moment, looking around his room before he remembered something. With a grin he ran to his closet, coming out with a small box. Logan looked at the box warily as Roman sat down and placed it on the desk not too far from Logan. “Hey Lo, remember how I’ve always wanted to give you a makeover but you’ve never allowed me to?”

 Logan did not like where this was going. “Yes…?”

 Roman grinned and opened the box to reveal its contents. “Well, I think now is the perfect opportunity!” Logan’s eyes widened when he saw the box was filled with doll clothing. Doll clothing that would, at the moment, be close to if not a perfect fit.

 “Wha-why do you even have those?” Logan asked, taking a step back. Roman huffed.

 “Hey, don’t judge me. Sometimes I like the look of dolls clothing and I buy them.” He grinned. “And I’m glad I did because now, I have a use for them!”

 Logan glared. “No.”

 “Oh, and you’re going to stop me?” Roman teased. “Come on Apple Watch, it’ll be fun. And such a nice upgrade from your usual nerdy attire.” Roman started to sift through the box to try and find the perfect outfit. Meanwhile, Logan was looking every which way, looking for a way out of this mess.

 Should he risk climbing down the desk? It would be quite the fall if he slipped, maybe even a fatal one...but even that was starting to sound better than staying here and having Roman use him as a dress-up doll.

 He started to inch his way towards the edge, picking up the pace as he went but he was stopped with a loud yelp as something grabbed the back of his shirt, pulling him back and lifting him up into the air. He flailed as he hung in the air, trying to push at Roman’s finger above him. “Roman!”

 “And just where did you think you were going?” Roman raised an eyebrow but there was a playful smile on his face. “Nice try but you’d have to be quicker than that.”

 Logan thought he would be put down after that but instead, Roman kept him where he was as he continued to go through the box of clothes. Logan struggled until his eyes caught the ground below him and he froze. The desk, by all means, was not that far below him at all. But at his size, it seemed so much farther and if he were to fall or Roman were to drop him the fall would still cause injury.

 “R-Roman put me down.” Logan winced at his stuttering, hoping Roman wouldn’t notice. He didn’t, but he also didn’t seem inclined to listen to Logan at all.

 “In a second…” Roman said offhandley, eyes never leaving the clothes.

 Logan growled. “Roman put me-!”

 “Ah ha! Here we are!” Roman exclaimed, cutting Logan off. But he finally set Logan back down, Logan sighing in relief. But it was short-lived as Roman revealed the clothes he had chosen for Logan to wear.

 The doll clothing was almost a carbon copy of Roman’s favorite prince costume. An outfit he had been allowed to keep after a production of Into The Woods. He sometimes wore it around though not too often, as he stated he didn’t want to ruin it.

 How he had gotten a mini version of it, he had no idea, but there was no way Roman was getting him in that.

 “No,” Logan said again, glaring.

 “It’s either you put it on or I put it on for you,” Roman said with a smirk. Logan narrowed his eyes, taking a small step back.

 “...You wouldn’t.” Logan said, not believing his own words. And he was right not to, as Roman grinned and reached his hand out, snatching Logan within it. Logan struggled. “Roman!” He was not getting used to the feeling of fingers surrounding his body anytime soon. Nor how fast Roman was when he was like this.

 Logan continued to struggle but it was useless. Already Roman was forcing the outfit onto him. The only thing Logan could be thankful for was that Roman was putting it on over the clothes he was already wearing.

 Logan had never felt so helpless in his entire life. And he was hating every second of it.

 Eventually, he was put down. Now sporting the copy of Roman’s prince outfit. His hair was disheveled from Roman forcing it onto him and Logan felt absolutely miserable. But of course, Roman looked as though he had just received the best present ever.

 “Now that is an improvement!” Roman exclaimed. He then got out his phone and snapped a picture before Logan could say anything. Logan blinked before glaring.

 “Delete that.” He practically growled out.

 “Now why would I do that? In fact, I think I’ll send it to Virgil and Patton. I’m sure they would love to see it!” Roman smiled as he tapped a few buttons and Logan’s eyes widened.

 “No! Don’t send it!” Logan said, taking several steps towards Roman. Roman looked at him with a smirk.

 “Just gotta press one more button…” Roman teased but Logan was having none of it. He was done.

 “P-Please, Roman, do not send that photo!” Logan practically begged. It wasn’t even the outfit, though that was half of it. He didn’t want anyone else seeing him like this. So small and helpless and-and-

 “Logan…?” Roman’s voice rang above him and something came towards him. Logan flinched back violently as he realized it was Roman’s hand. At the reaction, Roman snapped his hand back.

 Logan let out a slow, uneven breath. “I-I’m sorry, I…” Logan trailed off as Roman shook his head.

 “No, I’m sorry. Here I’ll-I’ll delete it.” Roman pressed a few buttons on his phone and then turned it to show Logan that is had indeed been deleted. Logan let out a sigh of relief.

 “Thank you,” Logan said after a moment and Roman nodded. An awkward silence fell over them.

 “Logan? Are you okay?” Roman asked, finally breaking the silence. Logan met his eyes, quickly looking away. But he nodded.

 “Yes, perfectly fine, now that that photo is deleted,” Logan said but Roman was still frowning. He wasn’t buying it.

 “Logan…” Roman reached out his hand towards Logan again and was met with another flinch. Though this time, Logan tried to hide it as him simply taking a few steps back. Roman drew his hand back again, looking sad and more than a little guilty. “Logan, are you...scared?” the of me was left unsaid.

 Logan blinked and glared up at Roman. “Of course not! Logically, I have no reason to be scared of you. You are my friend, I have known you for years and I know for a fact you would never harm me. Yes, you are rather big in comparison to myself right now and your presence is more than a little overwhelming. And you can grab me like I am nothing and ignore me just as easily and you do like to tease which I know is all in good fun but at the size, I am I-”

 “Logan.” His name cut through his ramblings and Logan’s eyes snapped over to Roman.

 “What?!” He cried. Roman continued to look at him sadly.

 “You’re shaking,” Roman said quietly. Logan’s eyes widened and he looked down at his hands to see that they were indeed shaking. And now that he was paying more attention, he could feel that his legs were like jello and something was running down his cheeks. He felt his face, realizing as it came away wet that he was crying.

 “Oh,” Logan said simply.

 “I’m so sorry, Logan,” Roman spoke, causing Logan’s attention to turn away from himself. “I...I’m a pretty terrible friend, huh? Ignoring you like I did. Making you do things you didn’t want to do…” Oh gosh, he was a monster.

 Logan sighed. “It’s...well, it’s not alright but I understand where you were coming from. Like I stated before, you like to tease people. It’s how you show affection. I am usually okay with it, however, in this case, the teasing felt more...it made me feel more helpless and scared than loved.” Logan admitted after much hesitation. He hated talking about his feelings but he needed to help Roman understand.

 “Right...and I should have realized that…” Roman just felt absolutely awful. “Not only as a decent human being but as your friend.”

 Logan looked at Roman for a moment before coming over and placing a tiny hand on Roman’s own. “I forgive you. Just...please don’t do it again.” Logan said, his lips twitching up in a small smile. Roman returned it.

 “Of course, um,” Roman remembered the outfit he had put Logan in. “Do you need help taking that off…?” Roman asked but Logan shook his head.

 “No, I got it.” Logan was quick to take the doll clothing off. Feeling a lot better as he did so. He handed it to Roman, who tossed it back into the box. “And I think it might be a good time to head to bed.”

 Roman nodded. “Yeah, I think you’re right.” At least asleep, he couldn’t mess up again. He went to grab Logan but froze before his hand could barely leave his side. “How do you want to...do this?”

 “What? Oh, right.” Of course, he couldn’t get to the bed himself. “Offer me your hand and I can climb on?” Logan suggested. Roman nodded and did so. Logan only hesitated slightly before climbing on. Logan braced himself but was surprised that, unlike all the other times, Roman moved slowly and carefully, cupping his hand enough to make sure Logan wouldn’t fall but not surrounding him. Logan found himself liking this change.

 “Do you want to be on the bed? Or I could make you a mini bed on the nightstand?” Roman asked and Logan thought it over for a moment.

 “I’ll sleep on the bed. Just set me down on the pillow.” Logan said. Roman nodded and brought him over, setting him down gently onto a barely used pillow. Logan blinked in surprise at how soft the pillow felt. It was actually quite nice.

 Roman got into bed on the opposite side, pulling up the covers so that Logan could use it as well. Logan nodded in thanks and curled into the blanket. Roman couldn’t help the smile at how cute Logan looked like that.

 “Goodnight Lo,” Roman said, turning off the lights and settling down.

 “Goodnight, Roman,” Logan answered in return. The two were out in a matter of minutes.

***

 When Logan woke up the next morning, he felt something wrapped around his waist. He squirmed and forced his eyes open. He grabbed his glasses and put them on to get rid of the blurriness and blinked in surprise.

 He was...normal size again.

 Oh, thank goodness.

 Logan tried to get out of bed but momentarily forgot about the weigh across his waist and as he tried to move away, he was pulled back. He huffed and looked back to see Roman was the one holding him in place. “Roman.”

 Roman hummed and shifted, opening his eyes and looking down at Logan. They widened in surprise. “Logan! You’re normal sized again!”

 “Yes, it appears the serum only lasts a few hours. That is good to know.” Though he might need to test for the exact amount of time in the future. “Now, if you could let me go, that would be appreciated.”

 Roman looked to be in thought for a moment before he grinned. “Nah.” Logan was pulled even closer to Roman’s chest. “I say we sleep for another hour or two.”

 “Wha-Roman, I need to get up.” Logan tried.

 “Do you have class?” Roman asked.

 “No, but-”

 “Work?”

 “I don’t have to go in but I-”

 “Then we can spend a few more hours resting Lo. I think you deserve it, at the very least.” Roman said. Logan huffed but he knew there would be no fighting Roman on this. Especially with how strong Roman was.

 Besides, though he wouldn’t admit it out loud, he was actually quite comfortable.

 “Fine.” Logan sighed and shifted so he was turned around to bury his face in Roman’s chest. Roman grinned at his victory and settled down.

 “Good. Oh, and I’m glad you’re back to normal Logan. No hard feelings, right?” Roman asked, half teasing, half actually worried.

 “Of course not, Roman,” Logan said, his voice muffled slightly. “But don’t be surprised if you wake up small within the next few weeks.”

 Roman blinked. “Wait, what?”

 “Goodnight, Roman,” Logan said, a grin on his face.

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Can you do "Day 12: Giant" from the list?

A Matter of Perspective

Characters:  Logan, Remus, Patton, Roman, VirgilTrigger Warnings:  Morally Grey Remus SandersSquick Warnings:  Giant/Tiny Content, Supernatural ElementsWord Count:  2495

(Read it here on AO3)

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Logan was running out of breath.  He’d never run so fast or so hard in his life.  But he needed to keep going if he didn’t want to be caught.

Quickly rounding a corner, he saw the couch before him.  From this angle, it was like a massive cliff face.  Seeing his chance, he dashed beneath it, crouching behind one of the wooden feet in case his pursuer lifted up the skirt flaps along the bottom edge.  For a few moments, he was alone in the near darkness with his thoughts and his haggard breathing.  Then, light suddenly streamed in as the flap behind the foot was lifted.

“I know you’re in there,” the sinister voice called in an almost sing-song manner, which just made it sound that much worse.  “You can’t hide from me.”

A slight ruffling to his left made Logan turn, only to see a hand as big as he was slowly reaching into the tight space.  He tried to silence his breathing as much as he could.  His heart was beating so hard in his chest, he feared that it would betray him to his pursuer.  The hand kept inching closer and closer.

Suddenly, the ground began to rumble, and the hand paused in its exploration.  Just as the rumbling reached its peak, a voice called out from somewhere above him.

“Remus, what are you doing?”

Logan breathed a sigh of relief.  Patton had finally returned home.  Remus withdrew his hand, and Logan could almost picture him trying to put on his innocent face as he turned to answer Patton’s inquiry.

“Logan and I were just playing.  I wasn’t going to do anything bad to him, honest.”

Logan snorted.  The only way that could be considered an honest statement was if Remus’ idea of what was bad and what wasn’t was completely misaligned from most of society’s moral norms.  But then, given how Remus was, that wouldn’t be a bad theory to explain his behavior.

“Well, I think Logan has had enough playtime for now, and so have you.  So why don’t you go back to Roman’s room and rest while he and Virgil try to finish the antidote.”

“You’re not my dad, you can’t tell me what to do.”

The silence that followed that statement nearly made Logan chuckle.  He knew perfectly well what the scene out there must look like.  After all, he himself had been on the receiving end of his own share of “Disapproving Dad” looks from their paternal roommate.

“Okay, okay, fine.  I’ll go. Sheesh, we were just having fun.”

Logan continued to listen to Remus mutter as he left.  After his voice faded out of hearing, he peaked around the wooden couch leg, just in time to see Patton’s head come into view outside.

“Are you alright there, Logan?”

“For the most part,” he called back, hoping he was loud enough to be heard. Patton’s mouth curling upward into a smile suggested he had been.

“Do you feel up to seeing how Roman and Virgil are doing with the antidote?”

Logan smiled at the suggestion, coming out from behind the lifted couch skirt to meet Patton.

“I very much would like to see how they are progressing.”

Patton’s smile widened, and he brought his hand down next to Logan as an unspoken offer. Logan returned the beaming smile and nodded in acceptance, clambering up onto Patton’s car-sized palm.

Logan did his best to keep his balance as Patton stood up, curling his fingers over Logan to better protect him and being careful to take it slow so as not to jostle him any more than he had to.  Even with all his composure, Patton knew that Logan was not adapting well to being only two inches tall.  Of course, Remus chasing him around the apartment hadn’t helped in that regard.

As they made their way down the hall to Virgil’s room, Logan pondered the paradoxical nature of his current status.  True, it was rather odd to go from being the second tallest of the roommates (Virgil was two inches taller, though he slouched so much most thought Logan was taller), to being the shortest by a vast amount.  But what was even stranger was his reaction to being carried in Patton’s hand.

Remus’ hand hadn’t been nearly this big compared to him, since Remus too had been shrunk in the accident, though not as much as Logan had.  But while the thought of Remus’ man-sized hand grabbing hold of him sent a chill down his spine, the feeling he had being in Patton’s much larger hand was not only pleasant, but almost comforting.

Logan found himself marveling at the feelings of safety and care he felt being held by Patton.  If he wasn’t worried that he might not ever be back to normal size, he could probably get used to being held like this.  Like he was a precious treasure meant to be cherished and protected and loved.

Soon enough, Patton pushed open the door to Virgil’s room.  While the strange sight of it stretching so far away from him at this size was somewhat disorienting, Logan still found comfort in the darker color scheme Virgil had created for his personal space.  All around the room were purples and grays that, while still being dark and sometimes foreboding, gave their own sense of comfort and safety.  And the desk filled with pages of notes, workbench covered in odd liquids in beakers and vials, and various bookshelves filled with knowledge lent the room a cozy feel to Logan’s sense of curiosity and discovery.

Despite the calming aesthetic, Logan was a bit on edge as Patton brought him over to the figure bending over the workbench.  Roman was concentrating very hard on making sure he measured out the ingredients exactly as Virgil was instructing him.  Usually it would be Virgil who was working out a formula here at the workbench.  But since their resident magical roommate was currently wedged as far into the corner as his thirteen foot tall frame would allow, it was up to Roman to properly prepare the antidotes to fix the three transformed young men.

“How’s it going?” Patton whispered so as not to disturb Roman’s hand.

Roman briefly turned to them, a small smile appearing at seeing their formerly shortest roommate carefully holding Logan in his hand.

“I think it’s going pretty well.  The antidotes for Virgil and Remus are simmering right now, and I’m almost done mixing Logan’s.  I just need to add…three more drops of toadstool extract.”

“Four,” Virgil corrected with a rumble.  It was obvious that he was trying to whisper, but his enlarged form meant that even at a reduced volume every word sounded like distant thunder.

“Right, four, sorry.”  Roman turned back to add the drops.

“Don’t be. You’re doing great so far.  I might even reconsider letting you help me with this stuff in future.”

Roman’s smile widened into a grin, but his determination kept him focused on the task at hand.  With a final drop, he placed the dropper back in its bottle and set the larger vial containing the antidote over a burner to simmer with the others.

“I’m really sorry all this happened, Logan.  I should have guessed that Remus would be bold enough to mess with Virgil’s potions.  I shouldn’t have ever let it slip that he’s a witch.”

“It’s alright, Roman.  The accident was Remus’ doing, and therefore his fault, not yours.  I don’t blame you for this in the slightest.  Besides, without you, we would not have been able to create the necessary antidotes to fix this matter.”

“Yeah, Roman, you did great.”  Patton reached over with his free hand to give Roman a hug, which the taller man reciprocated.  Behind him, he could also feel Virgil’s massive hand on his shoulder, showing his own affection for him.

Soon enough, they broke apart, and Logan yelled up at Virgil.

“So, when will these solutions be ready for consumption?”

Virgil didn’t quite catch everything Logan had said, but he got the gist of it.

“I had Roman do mine first so we could make sure they’re done right.  If they were, it should be turning orange any moment now.  Remus’ will be done when it turns light blue, and yours when it turns dark blue.”

Just as he finished, the vial on the left shifted from its dull green into a vibrant orange.  Roman immediately removed it from the heat and offered it up to Virgil, who gingerly took it between his fingers.

“Well, here goes nothing.”  Virgil downed the entire bottle in one gulp.  For a few moments, they waited, barely breathing in anticipation.  Then, very slowly, Virgil’s form started to shrink. They watched with baited breath as he dwindled down, finally stopping at what appeared to be his original height.

Virgil got to his feet, for once standing up straight.  With Roman only coming up to his nose, and Patton up to his chin, he knew he was back to normal.  The others sighed in relief, and Roman wrapped him in a hug, which he returned after a pause.

“You good, Virge?” Patton asked once the other two pulled apart.  Virgil nodded, and Patton pulled him into his own one-armed hug, tucking his head under Virgil’s chin.  Virgil wrapped his own arms around him, looking down with a small smile at Logan, who returned his own smile.

A sudden gasp from Roman caught their attention, and they all turned in time to see him remove the second vial from its burner, its contents a shimmering light blue.

“Should I go ahead and get Remus?” Roman asked.

Virgil and Patton shared a look between themselves and Logan.

“Maybe it would be best if we waited until Logan’s was done,” Patton reasoned. “That way we won’t risk any…shenanigans.”

Roman nodded, turning again to watch the final potion simmer as Virgil took out a small cup from his cupboard and measured out a portion of the light blue liquid.

“Might I ask, if you don’t mind, if Remus’ and my antidote technically both do the same thing, why is his a much lighter color than mine?”

“Because first, he doesn’t have as far as you do to go to get back to normal.  And second, you’ve got a much smaller stomach capacity than he does, so yours has to be much more concentrated to make sure you get the necessary amount of magical effect.”

“Interesting.  You know, I may have been too harsh in my initial reactions to your practices.  The more I have learned about it, the more it seems to make sense.  In fact, this potion making feels very much like regular chemistry, and even the more…preternatural fields you study are internally consistent, even if their effects do not conform to the general rules of rational thought.  Perhaps, if you are willing, you could instruct me in some of this work.”

Virgil smirked cockily at Logan’s statement, but his eyes were gleaming in a way that showed how touched he was.

“I think I could make some time for that.”

Soon enough, Logan’s potion was ready.  Roman left to get his brother while Virgil took an eyedropper and measured out a few drops of the dark blue solution.

“You know, it’s funny,” Virgil began, “I used to think Roman was just so reckless and impulsive, so completely extra that no one could really deal with him. But, after meeting his brother…”

Virgil trailed off.  Logan however picked up the thought from there.

“Indeed. To think I ever considered Roman so inconsiderate.  I will need to rethink my behavior towards him in future.”

“Me too,” Virgil agreed as a pair of voices reached them from the hall.

“I said I was sorry.  You don’t have to keep badgering me about it.”

“I’m not the one you need to apologize to.”

Roman had returned with Remus held in his hands.  At sixteen inches tall, he still towered over Logan.  But any fear that might have caused was dispelled by the three giants who could keep him at bay.

“Go on,” Roman chided.  Remus huffed, but then turned in Roman’s hands to face Logan.

“I’m sorry for dropping that shrinking potion on you and chasing you around the apartment.”

“Apology accepted,” Logan replied after a moment.  Granted, he still didn’t trust Remus much, but he knew in his heart that despite his less-than-cordial attitude, he was still Roman’s twin brother, and therefore still worth giving some benefit of the doubt.

“And?” Roman prompted, giving an obvious nod toward Virgil.

“And I’m sorry for messing with your stuff and accidentally growing you into a giant.���

Virgil only nodded in response.  Logan might be willing to offer an olive branch, but Virgil reserved the right to continue being untrusting of Roman’s twin.

The two shrunken men were placed on the edge of the workbench.  Roman offered the small cup to Remus, who immediately took it and downed it in a few gulps.  Virgil meanwhile was carefully holding the eyedropper in front of Logan, who did his best to suck the liquid out.  Once it was all down his throat, Virgil stepped back with the others, giving them the space they’d need to grow back.

A few moments passed.  Then Logan felt a powerful bubbling sensation in the pit of his stomach, which soon expanded out to fill his entire body, filling him up.  As the sensation intensified, he could feel and see himself slowly stretching out, watching as the world around him shrank back down to its normal proportions. Just as they settled back into what he was used to, the sensation ceased, and he was left feeling good as new.

Patton immediately ran up to him to give him a hug, which he graciously accepted.

“What, no hug for me?” Remus cackled.

“You’re the one who caused this whole mess,” Roman shot back, but there wasn’t much bite to it.  Remus was a pain, but he was still Roman’s brother.

“I don’t know why you all are being so serious about all this.  This was a blast!  If I’d known this would happen, I would have visited a long time ago. Anyway, I’m famished.  What’s for dinner?”

Remus wandered out of Virgil’s room, Patton immediately following after him to discuss dinner options (and keep an eye on him).  Roman turned to Virgil and Logan.

“Sorry again about all this.”

“No biggie,” Virgil replied coolly.  “But maybe next time your brother comes to visit, you could give us a warning so I can lock all this up.  He might have enjoyed himself, but I did not like being too big to leave my room.”

“Considering how much time you spend in here, would it really have made a difference in the long run?”

Virgil just snorted in response as the two headed out with Logan trailing behind, shaking his head, but smiling all the same.

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Vitamin A allows to create balanced sebum, an oily material secreted because of the scalp, which retains hair from drying out and breaking off.* Moreover, Vitamin A fights free of charge radicals that weigh your hair down.* * On top of that, some think that Vitamin E has an have an impact on on the body’s immune functionality, further more escalating it’s probable to lessen hair loss danger.* It could be taken by mouth, used topically or can be found in the next foods: Although it may well not block DHT (a minimum of, this has nonetheless to get studied), the position it performs while in the regulation from the Wnt pathway is not really just one to generally be downplayed. Consequently SM04554 may perhaps Intention for 5-6 portions of fruits and greens every day. You don’t really need to consume unique, costly ones.  Eat far more wide range and eat what grows locally and what modifications seasonally – as they contain most goodness and they are ideal to your hair, well being and pores and skin.   Your body is declaring “I’m way too acidic” “my microbiome continues to be harmed” “I’m allergic to gluten” but your just masking up the cries if you are taking a drug, or ignore it. Hair transplantation. Hair transplantation entails the relocation of plugs of pores and skin from aspects of the scalp made up of Lively hair follicles to bald spots. An individual might have quite a few hundred plugs -- implanted 10 to 60 for each session. The transplanted hair may perhaps drop out, but new hair generally commences to grow in the transplanted follicles in several months. Now, additional than simply screening the success of RU on hair growth, scientists have been also serious about knowledge the top dosage, each concerning results and basic safety. Anything you have to know about shampoos for thinning hairHair is recognized as the crowning glory for individuals generally. So looking to resolve the challenge with medicine is much like seeking to mask the indicators, and your body pays the price for it later on. steptoremedies.com have too many Unwanted side effects in the long term. I agree with all your basic philosophy that baldness is unnatural and therefore a natural solution is admittedly the sole strategy to go. Many thanks, Greg Far more generally generally known as microneedling, mesotherapy is actually a drug-free hair loss treatment that will involve the usage of little needles. Tips on how to use: You may use amla juice with coconut oil or amla oil for your head massage. It's also possible to include some amla powder inside of a hair mask. As We all know hair is especially made up of proteins, and insufficient protein will sluggish the hair growth, and may even lead to brittle hair. Iron is an additional significant nutrient for wholesome hair growth. The key mechanism driving PSO’s good results is thought to become its inhibition of your enzyme 5AR. Through this, DHT is then blocked from currently being produced and, for that reason, can not wreak havoc around the hair follicles.

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The Journey .01

Pairing: (eventual)Karkat x Fantroll

Rating: M

Genre/warnings: Fantasy, scifi, thriller, war, romance, adventure/ tw for this chapter; gore, blood.

words: 3415

Summary: What if the Sgrub session never happened? What if the game was stopped before it could even start? What if it was all the fault of some random alien girl who fell from the sky? This is the story of Lucy and how her very existence brought about an entirely different world altering event. The Alternian Uprising. Because, as they say, history has a way of repeating itself.

Notes: This is the revamp of the first chapter of an old fanfic I started a long time ago. I decided to give it another go. If you like ridiculously long plots, violence, slow burn romance, suspense and are a possible fan of extensively researched original characters then why not give it a shot?

Chapter 1

A Foreign Sky

Simmering desert winds blew along the sandy dunes, trickling the small rocks across its surface like beads of water against smooth glass. A bright, molten red sun hung low in the sky. Its fiery heat licked hungrily at the ground below. Even with night now fast approaching there seemed to be nothing to quench its unending thirst.

Among the sands lay a girl, battered and broken. Her beige dress, once long and flowing, now lay strewn about in tatters along the ground. An olive hood stretched out beside her. The remains clung loosely together with thread as thin as spider’s silk. Small burns coated the edges of her body. With a groan her fingers twitched, kneading into the sediment beside her.

Tired eyes opened to piercing white light. With a gasp the girl covered her face, shielding herself from the violent rays threatening to burn into her very skull. The sudden movement made her seethe in agony. Her entire body felt as if it had been burnt to a crisp.

What happened? Her head throbbed. What was this? Sand? Where was she? What...

Her body ached as she lay on the blistering stones surrounding her. Every movement brought a fresh wave of pain. Fire seared through her muscles, scorching hot and tightening beneath her skin. Her heart drummed against her ribs as she fought for breath. The air scraped against her throat like sandpaper.

Very slowly, she managed to roll herself off of her back. The fine grains of sand dug into her side like razors. She winced and hissed through clenched teeth. What kind of place was this?

Her head craned to look into the distance. Nothing but what appeared to be miles and miles of sand in all directions. She groaned at the thought and a frown plastered across her face. Things definitely weren't looking so good from her perspective. Her forehead pulsed and she clenched her eyes shut. If only this blasted headache would go away maybe she could think of a way out of this. It wasn't like she hadn't already been through worse.

With sudden realization filling her mind her eyes snapped open. Where had Mark gone? Had he really done it? Her hands grasped at the rocks beneath her palms. No, he couldn't have. She was still alive. There was no way he managed to succeed. A twinge of pain shot through her wrist and she recoiled. It seemed he had still caused quite a bit of damage. She wasn't one to go down easy, however.

Her eyes squinted as she turned to face the heavens above, shuddering as she blocked the sun from view. The sky shone a deep blue with splashes of purple streaking across the stars as a haze of pink clouds littered here and there. It was unlike anything she had seen before. Her sky back on Earth had never been this rich in color before. Of course, it had been so long since she had seen it. Maybe she was still trapped in the medium after all.

With as much force as she could muster, she brought herself to her feet. Almost immediately her head began to spin. The world titled around her and her knees buckled, sending her crashing back first into the ground below. Static ran up her legs, as if a million ants had swarmed her lower half. Her legs just couldn't handle the sudden pressure. She must have been out longer than she thought.

Out of breath, she forced herself onto her side, desperately trying to pull air into her lungs. Small white lights danced before her eyes as she choked in vain. With a particularly loud cough into her palm she managed to catch her breath. Something green now speckled across her hand. However, she didn't have time to question it. She needed to focus.

After slowly pulling herself up enough to sit she wiped the foreign liquid from her lips. It took everything she had to steady herself as the world wobbled before her. Suddenly her throat felt tight and before she could stop it she lurched forward on all fours, heaving onto the sand. Bright green splashed against the stones as the smell of iron filled her nose. It tasted like blood.

She stared at the strange liquid as it seeped into the ground, staining the surface a florescent lime. It looked as if she had thrown up the inside of a glow stick. With a shake of her head she tried to steady herself. A pang of worry spread through her but she pushed it back. She didn't know what was going on but she wasn't dead yet. And she planned to stay that way.

Bracing herself she slowly brought herself upright once more. Again the world swam before her eyes. She sucked in a deep breath through gritted teeth, doing her best to keep her balance. The dry air scorched her throat and brought her back to her senses.

After a few more rapid blinks the scenery seemed to stay put and she gave a weary smile. At least now she could stand. Perhaps now she could try to find a way out of this sweltering wasteland. She just needed to keep focused.

She held a shaky, sooted hand in front of her face and clenched it into a fist. She needed to keep calm and figure out what was going on on. What exactly had led her to the situation she was in right now? What could have possibly caused this.

Explosions, adrenaline, the very fabric of space ripping at its seams. The face of her comrade, glaring at her as as he rained destruction upon their session. Her two co-players long since gone as she faced him alone. She was frightened. She didn't want to die. The game didn't matter anymore, her world didn't even matter anymore. Everyone was gone. It had been years since their purpose had held any meaning in this universe. There was nothing left to save. Nothing except herself. She wasn't going to let him take that away from her.

In a last desperate effort to stop the Prince she had lunged at him, filling herself with her aspect, unwilling to let go. But it was too late. Before her the Prince of Space had swallowed himself whole in a whirling spiral of black. Everything was shrinking and dissipating at an alarming rate. Their very universe was being destroyed.

Within a matter of seconds she had been sucked into the enlarging black hole. Every part of her was crushed from every angle. Her mind fought to stay conscious in the suffocating darkness. Unfortunately, that was where her memory split off. That was the last thing she remembered.

Was she still in the medium? Things certainly still seemed alien enough. Her body ached and she let out a sigh. She was definitely still alive, it seemed as well. If she felt this much pain there was no way she could be dead. But where on Earth was she? No. Earth didn't exist anymore. One of the world's must have survived her teammates sudden self destruction. Though she couldn't recall ever stepping foot on any particular one like this.

A low, quiet groan broke her train of thought and she peaked around behind her. Her eyes shifted, looking through the hazy desert. The sun was heading even lower in the horizon behind her. Another moan cut through the silence and she stumbled, looking in all directions. Her heart almost beat out of her chest and the sudden unexpected noise.

Then, over in the distance, she spotted it. Something was moving towards her from atop one of the far sand dunes. The sun blazed behind them on the horizon, casting a lengthy shadow of the strange figure across the sand. It almost looked human. Whoever it was seemed hunched over, limping forward in a jerky manner. Perhaps they were hurt as well. This might be her chance! She had to get their attention. Maybe they could help each other out of this desert.

“Hey! Over here!! Can you see me?!" She called with a hoarse voice, waving her arms over her head the best she could. She winced as her muscles twinged from the effort. The dizziness filling her head worsened, forcing her to drop her arms rather quickly. Maybe that hadn't been the best idea.

No response. Maybe they really were hurt just as much as she was. After all, she could've sworn she had heard a moan of pain come from their direction. With this blasted heat and the stale air it wouldn't surprise her. She was ready to believe anything at this point.

She called out to the stranger in the distance once more. Her words seemed to fall on deaf ears as the figure showed no signs of response. She decided then that if they wouldn't come to her that she would go to them. Even if it did hurt to walk through this stinging sand prison so be it. Greater numbers meant a better chance of survival. Besides, if anything at least she would be able to help them out at the very least. She never was very good at healing herself but others were an entirely different story. The most she could do was keep herself alive, and that wasn't even entirely her own doing either.

“I'm coming over to you!” she yelled after them, regardless of if they could hear her or not. With heavy feet she began her trek forward. Her eyes remained locked on the blurry figure on the hill. It was her only method to help keep her balance steady and the dizziness at bay. As she held her gaze trained forward something seemed off about the mysterious stranger. They didn't just seem like they were hurt anymore. Something about them seemed... unnatural.

Suddenly a second shadow sprung up beside the first and her features wavered. A feeling of uneasiness slithered down her spine. Within seconds her eyes widened as yet another figure appeared behind the others. Then another... and another... and another. The mob was growing exponentially. Hundreds of lurching bodies had started crawling up from behind the hill at an alarming rate.

A look of pure terror melded to her face as the realization struck her. She took an uneasy step back. The sand burned like fire underneath her sole. These things were not human, nor any other kind of friendly creature she had ever encountered. They were not going to help her. As their faces locked onto hers she let out a gasp and took another worried step backward. The mass of bodies had finally become aware of her existence and began sprinting towards her. Their limbs flailed wildly alongside them. As she looked onward in terror a fresh breeze blew across her face nearly causing her to drop from disgust.

Horrible, putrid and rotten, the stench burned through her senses. Her hands sprang to cover her nose and mouth as she choked violently. She stumbled backwards in surprise as the horrifying smell washed over her. It was beyond anything she had ever been exposed to before. It was the stench of death. Only one thought occupied her fear addled mind. She had to get out of there, fast. She needed to run.

Wrenching her legs from the spot, she lurched backwards putting the creatures behind her along with the blazing setting sun. In a rapid burst of adrenaline she broke out into a sprint. Her vision swayed and it took every ounce of control she possessed to keep herself from tripping over her own feet. The distant sound of moaning and groaning only continued on behind her. With every step she took their cries only became louder and louder, hungrily calling after her. She had to get away. Had to keep moving.

Fire ate at her legs the faster she moved them. Every pounding step she took sent a new wave of pain up her injured legs. Her soles felt bloody and charred against the sharp grains of sand. Every breath she took threatened to choke her insides as the dry air filled her lungs over and over again. Even her sweat seemed close to boiling against her sizzling skin. There was nothing she could do but fight back the tears and push through it.

No matter how fast she moved, unfortunately, the decaying odor wafting from behind her only grew in strength. She gagged as sweat glistened down her neck and back. Her eyelids began to feel heavy as exhaustion raged through her. But still she pushed on.

Suddenly something in the distance her caught her eye. A castle of some sort perhaps? Standing tall and proudly centered in a grassy oasis stood a large pole-like structure with a branch split off from the side. Large colorful flags attached to the structure flapped freely in the wind. Trees stood scattered around the strange yet welcoming building. She had never seen something so beautiful in all her life. For some reason she knew she had to reach this building. This tower meant survival. With the pounding footsteps growing louder behind her, however, her hopes began to feel a bit shaken.

The fear bubbling inside her chest was way too real. There was no way she was going to make it in time. She could already feel her legs starting to slow, aching from fatigue. Her energy was depleting fast and a burning cramp had started crawling up her side. Every inch of her was screaming in pain. But she couldn't stop now. She was so close.

In an error of judgment she turned her head to look at the horde trailing behind her. No more than twenty feet away she finally saw them for what they were. They were even worse up close. Rotting grey flesh clung to their bodies by nothing more than twisted strands of muscle and shredded skin, oozing every color of the rainbow from their festering wounds. Their milky white eyes, lidless and ghost-like, stared her down. Outstretched hands revealed sharp yellow claws protruding from each finger. A pair of horns to match protruded from their skulls, some shattered or broken near the base. The sight was too much for her to take and with a sharp intake of breath she let out an ear piercing scream.

Her legs quickly locked from panic and she stumbled forward. Tripping over her own feet she was met with a face full of jagged sand as she came crashing down. She struggled desperately to right herself back up once more. Her hands dug urgently into the rocks beneath her, scrambling against them in a frenzy. She couldn't die now. Not now.

Right before she managed to get her footing, something rough and slimy grasped tightly around her ankle and pulled her straight back down. She shrieked and clawed at the sand in vain. The monster was pulling her back effortlessly and she struggled to free herself. She was caught.

She rolled over onto her back, flailing in a panic, only to find herself face to face with the mob she had been trying so desperately to outrun. Her heart leapt into her throat and she screamed. She started kicking violently in a frenzied effort to free herself. Their clammy grasp seemed almost unbreakable.

In a twist of fate one of her kicks managed to make contact with the head of the monster pinning her in place. With a sickening crunch she sent it flying high into the swarm beginning to circle around her. She was released almost instantaneously and quickly scrambled backwards to avoid the toppling body of the- hopefully -dead monster.

With a newfound burst of energy she managed to quickly drag herself back to her feet and set into a sprint. She narrowly avoided the demons closing in on her as she urged her decrepit body to move faster still. Here chest ached with every breath she took as her legs pumped harder along with her fearful heart. Every atom inside her screamed for her to stop. Her insides were tearing apart from the effort. Even with the agony she couldn't stop. With her goal right before her eyes she sped onward. The tower almost seemed to glow before her, mirroring her hope lodged deep inside her.

But it wasn't the building that was glowing. In fact, the world around her seemed to be growing darker. Even the temperature was starting to decelerate faster than she thought possible. A shiver ran down her spine. The air felt like ice.

Within seconds of the new darkness spreading across the land a chorus of terrible screams erupted from behind her. A body fell against her back, knocking her to the ground in a heap. She squirmed and wriggled, trying to pull herself out from under the creature now thrashing around above her. Shouts and wails filled the air as one by one the monsters fell to the ground, clawing at themselves frantically. They lurched and twitched against one another in agony.

What was left of her clothes at this point began to soak through as the body above her literally started to fall apart. Its flesh slipped down from its screaming face, melting and evaporating into ash up into the now blackened sky. All around the other creatures were experiencing a similar fate. Chunks of gore fell from their bodies only to seep into the ground itself. Bones turned to dust and sparkled in the chilling air. Organs and various other colored bodily fluids gushed  out of open gashes and gaping holes. The appeared to be boiling alive.

She could only stare in horror as the bodies evaporated one by one, sizzling to a pulp and then disappearing into the night sky. The deathly stench seemed to rise into the air with them as the smell of grass filled her nose. The very existence of these creatures seemed to be fading away along with the sun's ever fading light. She looked on with a wide eyes gaze, eyes trailing after the mist up into the black abysmal sky.

Her eyes stared up blankly into the dark expanse as she slumped onto her back. Her blood pounded against her eardrums while she pulled air into her lungs with shaky gasps. A sense of relief washed over her and she sighed loudly. Her limbs were like lead alongside her body. Gravity was pulling her ever deeper as her eyes began to droop.

She had actually made it. She was alive. Whatever those things were they were gone now and she was safe. She was finally safe.

Her breathing slowed as she lay still. An ever present ache spread through her body now that she had finally relaxed. Every muscle felt torn inside her as a faint wetness seeped into her clothes. The tattered shreds of her dress clung to her chest, constricting her already shallow breathing. It was cold, damp, and everything felt unbelievably heavy.

Thick black clouds began swirling around up in the sky. The world was shifting above her as her mind fell into a haze. She stared stiffly skyward. A curious thought floated through her head. Was she really seeing what she thought she was? A large pink moon hung high in the sky, shining down from the heavens as an array of small green rocks floated around the larger body. It was almost as if the moon had an asteroid belt surrounding it. She hadn't seen a moon in so very long she was sure she was imagining things.

Heavy pants dragged their way through her system as a fresh wave of nausea hit her. She swallowed down the bile building in her throat with a groan. Her eyes clamped shut as she focused on her heavy body. It felt as if she were falling, sinking even farther into the ground and beyond.

She felt so tired. So very, very tired. Her heart slowed to a dull rhythm and she let out a soft sigh. Every fear slipped from her mind only to be replaced by silence. A sense of peace overcame her as her body relaxed against the edge of the sandy desert. Her body felt as if it were floating... yes, floating. Even the pain was slowly beginning to dissipate as her mind faded into darkness. There were no more thoughts. No more pain. No more anything.

A/N: This is just a short scene setting chapter, the others will include more characters and interactions.

ch.1 - ch.2 coming soon

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Fun facts add an educational touch to the game

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Play a Butterfly Fish all the way up to a Great White Shark.

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Feeding Frenzy 2 is a very fun, fast-paced underwater action game where you star as a fish seeking to survive the battle of the food chain. Eat smaller fish and grow - the fish that were trying to eat you will now become your dinner!

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- Review by Mick

Feeding Frenzy 2: Shipwreck Showdown is the latest installment in the series and it doesn't disappoint. The adventure storyline will have you hooked and wanting to keep playing so you can discover what the mystery fish is. You can gobble up small fish while dashing to avoid being eaten yourself. The game is more geared towards kids but everyone can definitely enjoy this game just the same.

Basic Game Idea - Get Bigger!

You begin the game as Boris the Butterfly Fish, and as you progress through the levels you begin to notice changes in the food chain. Barracudas and Leopard Sharks begin showing up where they never were before. Eventually you will see the shadow of the mystery fish which starts your quest to find it. As you progress even farther through the levels you will play other fish like Edie the Anglerfish or Goliath the Great White Shark. You will eventually need to fight the mystery fish in a boss style fight several times until the end of the game. All this takes place in 60 levels with varying environments.

Easy Controls

The gameplay is simple in theory, but becomes very challenging as you move farther into the game. Controlling your fish is done entirely with the mouse. Moving up, down, left and right is done by moving the mouse just like you would normally. The left click causes you to dash while the right click lets you suck in large groups of fish. The second action is not available from the beginning of the game.

Watch What You Eat

When you start each level you are the second to smallest fish on the screen making your goal to eat enough smaller fish that you grow in size and are able to eat larger fish. You repeat this again to grow to a third size, once you have eaten enough in the third size you have completed the level.

At the end of each level you get to read a fun fact about fish or or other aquatic things, which adds a small amount of educational material to the game. During each level bubbles will float up through the level and in these bubbles will be power-ups that will help you complete the level. There are power-ups like the Shrink Shroom that shrinks all fish that are larger than you so you can eat them. Also there is the Feeding Frenzy Power-up, this fills one level of your frenzy multiplier. The frenzy multiplier is a reward for quickly eating large numbers of fish. It works by multiplying your score, so the faster you eat the more points you get.

A Couple Different Game Modes

You can experience the campaign in two ways: the regular mode or the Time Attack mode. The only difference between the two is in the Time Attack mode you must complete each level in a certain amount of time or you fail. You can add time to the timer by eating bubbles that contain a clock. The Time Attack mode make the game a little more challenging if you are bored by the regular mode.

Good Presentation

The graphics and sound are good in Feeding Frenzy 2 and very similar to the first game. The environments are all 2D with background detail to make it look like the appropriate environment. The fish are more cartoony than realistic. The sound of eating fish can become annoying after a while since it is the same every time you eat a fish and you will be eating hundreds and hundreds of fish. The sound and graphics don't really add or detract anything from the game.

Slight Drawbacks

A few minor issues with the game that could have been done better don't really detract from the game too much either. The first thing is no difficulty settings, any game should include difficulty settings to increase the range of people who will be challenged by the game. You should be able to make the game easier or harder depending on your preferences. The next issue is tied to the difficulty settings, older players might get bored quickly. If the game is too easy or just becomes too repetitive people can become bored with it. That's not to say that everyone can't enjoy this game, but it is definitely geared for a younger audience.

Conclusion - A Fantasically Fun Family Friendly Game :)

Feeding Frenzy 2: Shipwreck Showdown is a family friendly game all the way. The bits of information thrown in will teach kids and adults alike about the fish world. Minor annoyances from the sound and a lack of difficulty settings don't even come close to being a major issue with this great game. If you were a fan of the first game, just enjoy casual gaming or have kids at home then this is a great game for you.

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Nov 24, 2004 Hi folks, So I picked up homeworld 2 for mac having played it on a friend's PC, but really missed the ability to add mods for multiplayer games when i played it on mac. I even emailed Aspyr, but they were no help. Then the other day i came across a an explanation for how to do it, at least.

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Secondly Homeworld 2 was written and ported to the Mac in such a way that you can take advantage of many of the great game mods out there. I've run the version of the game wherein all the ships are Legos, for example.

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I never played the original Homeworld – it didn’t make it over to the Mac and I don’t own a PC – so I wasn’t sure what to expect when I got this game. I’d just heard lots of positive buzz, and something about a real time strategy game set in outer space. So I wasn’t surprised when that’s exactly what I got. What did surprise me is how exceedingly cool this game is.

But first, a few words about most RTS games in general. In my experience, single player campaigns start off fairly slow and easy and gradually introduce new units as the storyline progresses. Many players finish up the single player campaign and then move on to multiplayer battles over the internet, where experience levels really matter. That is to say, most of us can beat a single player game with enough save points and a couple of tries. You just don’t have to be an especially good player. But multiplayer games tend to fall into two categories. The first, games with a few friends, all of whom know the game basics but aren’t particularly amazing. Then there are those players you frequently run into in online ladder games, opponents who are really great players. They know the ultimate build sequences, unit locations, rush strategies, resource gathering patterns… they have the entire battle plan in their head before they even start a game.

Well, maybe it’s just me but Homeworld 2 seems to require you be the second kind of player – the highly skilled one – to really get into this game. This is clearly not meant for casual gamers, and frankly I felt a bit overwhelmed at times. But even in the midst of a heavy battle where I was getting my butt kicked, I loved this game!

There seems to be a decent story here, which is told in stylized animated cutscenes with top notch voice acting. I confess to not fully understanding the major plot points, mainly because the “Here’s what happened in the last game” intro wasn’t particularly clear. But whatever. Seems like humanity’s survival is in jeopardy and you must lead a ragtag fleet of ships through space on a lonely quest for a planet known as Earth. Oops, that’s Battlestar Galactica. Sorry! Anyway, change the word Earth to Homeland and you’ll be relatively close to this game’s plot.

I know I’m in the minority when I say stories aren’t that important in many games. If I wanted a plot I’d watch a movie or read a book. Gamewise, the only story points I care about are the ones I need to know in order to play the game. But I will admit that these cutscenes were entertaining enough that I actually paid attention to what was going on, which seemed like a lot of “we’re getting our butts handed to us, let’s run before we lose more ships,” followed by a brief, “Whew, we’re safe! Let’s rest. What? Drat! They found us! Quick, fight them so we can run again!”

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And that’s fine by me. It kept me focused on the end goal of saving our species from the alien hoards. But in all seriousness, there does seem to be enough of a plot to keep story fans satisfied in between epic battles. And that’s what this game is all about. Epic. Freakin’. Battles!

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In 1999, Relic Entertainment’s groundbreaking Homeworld took the gaming world by surprise. Still widely regarded as the gold standard of space real-time strategy games, it successfully coupled lush graphics with a sleek interface that made manipulating camera angles and toggling between build and formation menus in 3D space incredibly easy. Homeworld 2 takes the original and upgrades it. With a new game engine, especially during massive battles of all ship classes, you can’t help but admire its finer points, from its lovely dynamic lighting to its chilly “realism.â€

The Homeworld universe is “hard†science fiction, as opposed to, say, StarCraft. The large, complex battles it depicts have an austere, clinical feel that’s more admirable than immersive, regardless of the camera angle. But it’s great hard sci-fi, and the visuals really suck you in —literally—as you zoom in closer like a jeweler with a loupe, and the distant flashes gradually coalesce into thousands of stories unfolding. For a game totally devoid of visible living organisms, Homeworld 2 compensates by making you care about simulated husks of flying machinery. Your people live inside those fragile husks, fly them, die in them—the exhaust trails become their souls. As in Homeworld, you feel for these poor trusting bastards scrounging for asteroids out in the middle of genuine nowhere.

Which is partly what makes much of the martinet story campaign such a bummer. Homeworld’s poignant air of cosmic mystery is largely absent; here everything’s all grueling puzzle and puzzling grind. Instead of offerings like Homeworld’s wonderfully eerie Garden of Kadesh, the sequel gives you exhausting debacles like the fourth mission, in which doing things in sequence directly opposite from what’s suggested is not only possible but proves a tenth as ulcerous, and the outright sadistic red herring of the tenth one. There’s no let-up, just an overriding sense of attrition and hopelessness as you watch your entire “persistent†fleet get persistently pulverized many times over.

It’s not just the difficulty either, but the logic. The third mission introduces marine frigates, which “capture†enemy ships in multiplayer, but in single-player only give the misleading impression of being able to do so (including attaching to the ship and displaying a steadily increasing “capture barâ€). Also annoying is the automatic collection of resources. The lack of such an option was, ironically, one of the few valid criticisms leveled at Homeworld. Here, automatic collection occurs the second you’ve completed your mission goals, which entails starting the next level short-handed.

The storyline has its moments, but after Cataclysm’s strange, daring waters, Homeworld 2’s scavenger-hunt plotline feels for most of its length like an almost spitefully conventional rehash, top-heavy with extra-galactic ancient races that no longer exist except as convenient plot devices. (The whole thing’s an anthropomorphized riff on David Brin’s Uplift novels, which take space combat imagery to heights Homeworld 2 can only dream of). Your new enemies, the Vaygr, have swanky vertical missile launchers but don’t seem inherently distinct as a culture from your own Hiigarans; they are supposed to represent a “conglomeration of races.â€

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Homeworld’s interface involved toggling to separate screens for building ships and researching technologies, but there were few options, it never seemed cumbersome. Here the menu takes up a third of the screen, obscuring your view of the luscious space graphics, and you can’t move or shrink it. Hitting R minimizes the research menu, but B doesn’t minimize the build menu. For all their bigness, the menus don’t seem to use their space wisely; it makes you long for the minimalist simplicity of the sensors manager.

Many basics feel harder, although you get used to them. You now build the smaller ships in complete squadrons, presumably to make the battles bigger and more spectacular, but clicking on an individual ship gives you the relative health of the entire squadron at the bottom of the screen, which is less precise. Why not an AI setting to have ships auto-dock when they’re near death? Why can’t collectors auto-repair? Why no patrol? How about being able to assign docked craft to groups? Alt-bandboxing a group of ships that includes hostiles doesn’t show a list of all those selected, as it did in the original and Cataclysm

The beloved formations such as sphere and claw have been abandoned for new, more efficient “strike groups,†fleets that can include multiple ship types but move at the speed of their slowest unit. Familiarity with these is a major factor in combat, but the rock-paper-scissors consequences of using each type are barely touched on in the slender manual, itself a mockery of the original game’s thick, detailed documentation.

For all its clumsy new baggage and rushed feel, Homeworld 2 takes itself seriously, designed from the ground up as a reward to the faithful rather than an olive branch to the casual newcomer. The lucky few up to its Sisyphean challenges will find themselves rewarded for their loyalty.

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hEY BECAUSE WHY NOT? 

this is not inspired by the fact that hinata has the same crazy hairstyle as midoriya or bakugou has kageyama’s temper early on what no what’re you talking about

THIS IS BASICALLY JUST THE QUIRK MASTERLIST

Notes about the AU:

All of them go to UA, but are in different classes.

To mix things up a lil’ though, the classes are organized by grade. Yep, that’s right: whether they’re from Nekoma, Aoba Johsai, Fukurodani or Karasuno, whatever grade they’re in is where they’ll be!

I’ll do asks about this too, so hit me up with a scenario or whatever!

Class 1-A:

Hinata Quirk: Blink – Can teleport any short distance, regardless of what’s blocking it. However, this is limited to approximately a 10 meter radius, and it feels like a 50 meter sprint each time. (Hinata, though, still has enough energy to do this). HOWEVER, since Hinata sucks at using his power efficiently, the only thing he can actually do with consistency is go the full 10m directly ahead of himself.

Kageyama Quirk: Sharpshot – Anything he throws/shoots is guaranteed to be accurate, regardless of location or distance, but it can still be blocked easily. He and Hinata work together a lot, but there’s a huge trust bond between the two.

Tsukishima Quirk: Influence – Has the ability to say the right thing at the right time to make someone feel anything he emotionally wants. Usually uses it to piss people off, obviously. Flaw of the power comes in when he and Yamaguchi first met, as Yamaguchi was getting bullied. He only calculated the effects it’d have on the bullies, and didn’t expect it to have an effect on Yamaguchi, who felt that Tsukishima was very cool. Same thing can happen during battle, where if he provokes an enemy to dissuade them, it might help another become enraged and an even bigger threat.

Yamaguchi Quirk: Upgrade – Can enhance the potential of anyone else’s quirk. Except, of course, his own. Since his power can’t be used for himself, he’s basically useless on his own which caused him to get bullied a lot early on (see Tsukishima for more ^^). Has considered switching to a support class, but wants to be a hero, too.

Yachi Quirk: Infographic - Can create projections with her eyes. Although they’re just holograms and VERY distinguishable from reality, they relay information well and can replicate exact scenarios.

Class 2-C:

Nishinoya Quirk: Inflate – Can enlarge any specific part of his body up to 5x the normal size (ie. Hands, entire body, etc.) The weight of it doesn’t change much, but any damage dealt to the body will also shrink when it returns to normal size, making him good at protecting things.

Tanaka Quirk: Endurance – Any attack he takes can be returned back with double the power. Of course, this requires him to take quite a few hits.

Kenma Quirk: Wikipedia – He can think of three questions every day and get the absolute answer—according to the top three results from the internet. (ie. he thinks, ‘How to get people to stop talking to you’, and a wikiHow page will come up in his mind as though he’s read it, even if he hasn’t.)

Akaashi Quirk: Future Vision - Allows him to see the future, but only the future that occurs if he doesn’t do anything. 

Class 3-B

Sugawara Quirk: Knowing the truth – Allows him to hear the truth, even if someone is speaking a lie. Because of this, he can’t hear the lies that people say, which is a problem.

Daichi Quirk: Restrain – By touching someone anywhere, he can completely restrict their movements. It only lasts for as long as he touches them too, though. Used to control Nishinoya/Tanaka... more rambunctious juniors he knows 

Asahi Quirk: Shrink – Imagine something like Ant-Man. Can make himself super small, but still have his regular strength. He usually doesn’t use his power for fighting purposes, and instead tries infiltrating/escaping this way (until he has to rise to the cause and bring out the real hero in him)

Kiyoko                 Quirk: Afterimage – Leaves an afterimage of herself after quick movements. Also gives her a second of boosted speed. You can bet she uses this when certain guys try to tackle her with ‘affection’.

Oikawa Quirk: fabulousness Charm - Can attract the attention of anyone within eyesight of him. However, his quirk doesn’t work on blind enemies, and it also works on his own teammates. This also makes him the target of enemy attacks usually too, of course, so most of his training is dedicated to actual physical combat. 

Iwaizumi Quirk:Sound Waves – Has the ability to manipulate sound waves, being able to replicate someone’s voice or even erase the sound waves of a living/non-living object. Great for getting Oikawa to shut up. When he fights with Oikawa, they’ve had a long enough history for Iwaizumi to know when Oikawa will use his power, so he can close his eyes and influence his enemy to believe that they’re elsewhere. Together, they can shut down the enemy’s sight and sound.

Bokuto Quirk: Flight – Constantly has wings that look like a great horned owl. Obviously, enables him to fly. Also obviously, it’s kind of hard to hide human-sized owl wings. Also sucks ass in small spaces.

Kuroo Quirk: Cat – Can turn himself into a cat and back, gaining all cat-like traits. Drawback is that if he stays in cat form too long, his actions as a human begin to mimic that of a cat’s instincts for quite a bit of time until he returns completely to normal. He can use his quirk for many things, but a simpler one is gaining information by pretending to be a simple alley cat. 

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Bonus!Ushijima Quirk: Invulnerability – For four (almost five now) minutes, Ushijima can become completely invulnerable to anything. Even fatigue or muscle strain. However, it takes half an hour to recharge the ability.

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