#old twon

[koshigurajumy]

Jumy-M Beautiful Old Town / 川のある暮らし

[sleep-deprived-luka]

Gosh I also need to draw a slightly more precise map, since I now have more geographic details I need to consider. Also if the Scheidbrücke should be Asahina/Tenma or Hinomori. This is very important to only me, but also the structure of the city ig...

While I was walking to the library the realization came to me how fucked the wolf au Hinomori family is financially. Before the bloodmoon, they had a fine enough standpoint and an alliance with the Tenmas (who is the least well off family tho (of the big four that is)) but there already was a need to renovate or replace old buildings (most notably the twin church and the old Hinomori estate)

Right before the bloodmoon tho they had to finance wolfhunts and the head of the family dies, so previous plans to improve infrastructure had to be delayed.

Then the bloodmoon hit, which severely impacted the Hinomori territory, which like... isn't good. Cuz not only were there countless casualties and even more damage to the already decaying buildings, but they still have a forest potentially overrun by wolves/werewolves. Therefore even more hunts need to be arranged, so that the Hinomoris are able to reclaim land from the others.

Which is already a huge moneysink, if there weren't the whole "Hey one of the werewolves is my sister, so maybe don't kill her?" thing, that lead to the Hinomoris having to give up substantial parts of their territory to the Asahinas

Yeah, idk how they can salvage that (<- guy who has to figure out how they can salvage that)

[ancha-aus]

RealAgeAU Drabble - Starcrossed

Here we go! the next Drabble :D @spotaus

As the poll ended it gave me two options and I wanted to write a Cross POV. So. Starcrossed :D

First: here Prev: here Next: here

Timewise?

We are about... a Month and like three weeks in. So a month of Nightmare being alone. Three weeks of him being with the gang. about a small week after Killer soul-adopting Nightmare (with Dust adopting Nightmare in the first week as the madlad he is).

Okay? We good timeline wise? okay.

As always, unedited and unbeta'ed. This is not ever going to change unless i one day decide to make a full story of these drabbles and add extra stuff and change the chapters up.

Anyway!

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Cross rubs his face as he continues to walk "Dust."

Dust just hums to let him know he heard.

Cross shoots him a look "He has legs. he can walk." with he, Cross obviously means Nightmare.

Dust doesn't even look at Cross or look in anyway surprised by that sentence. Instead he just keeps walking as he holds Nightmare in his arms "I know."

Cross stares at him but Dust doesn't continue to speak.

He groans "So why isn't he walking?!"

Dust shrugs and instead bounces Nightmare up a bit to enable Dust to have a more secure and stable hold on Nightmare.

Nightmare for his part does not look bothered as he just relaxes against Dust as he looks back over Dust's shoulder and watches other people go about their day.

Cross rubs his face "honestly what is the deal with you and carrying him?"

Dust shoots him an amused look "I want to."

Cross throws his arms and hands out "That can't be the only reason!"

Dust shrugs "Don't need more reasons."

Cross glares at the ground as they continue walking. He looks up and points at a store "This one?"

Dust looks at it and shakes his skull.

Cross groans loudly "What is wrong wit this one?!"

Dust raises a brow "Wrong style."

Cross crosses, heh, his arms as he glances at Dust "You know. this whole clothes shopping thing would be a lot easier if you actually picked a store to enter."

Dust shrugs again "Not good enough." and he gently bonks his skull against Nightmare's.

Cross can't believe this is the same Dust that got his own clothes by walking into the frist store he saw and grabbing the first set of clothes he saw. before calling it a day. Dust's wardrobe was hardly ever actually his size.

Now? The first store was too low quality; then not the right colours; then wrong materials; then too bland; then too sexy, with this one Cross had agreed and questioned why they would need a shirt for a six year old with the words 'lady killer' on them; then to tight and restrictive; and now just 'not good enough'.

When Cross agreed to help Dust get Nightmare new clothes instead of breaking and entering a place wiht Killer he had hoped it would be the less stressful option.

Cross rubs his face "Wiht you being this picky he is never going to get clothes that fit him."

Dust shrugs again and seems fully unbothered. Which may just be because Nightmare primarily still wears his stuff.

Cross doesn't get it. well he kinda does. Babybones are cute nad he also notices the need to take care of him but. It is Nightmare! It is a matter of time before he is an adult again and then none of this will have mattered! Or maybe they will have and then what? How would he recover from this?!

It is best to remind himself that this may be Nightmare and he may be six but Nightmare will one day become that powerful and formidable monster again and so to keep treating him with the respect he deserves!

They walk silently through the twon for a moment and Cross can see that Nightmare is dozing in Dust's hold. completely content and trusting.

Cross shoots a look at Dust. "I just don't get it...."

Dust blinks nad looks over "What?"

Cross feels himself grow warm with embarrassment. He hadn't meant to say it out loud and he says as much.

Dust rolls his eye lights and waits with a raised brow.

Cross grumbles but tries to explain "How can you... treat him like a babybones that easily?"

Dust tilts his skull and glances down at Nightmare before looking back at Cross "Because he is one." the way Dust says it implies it is the obvious answer.

Cross groans as he tries to explain more "But he used to be big and an adult. Or at least look like one? How can you jsut... switch to seeing him as a babybones?"

Dust tilts his skull adn snorts "easy. people change. people you watched grow up or grow older, do you still treat them like kids even though they are adults. because you knew them as kids?"

Cross blinks nad speaks "This is different?"

Dust shakes his skull "I don't agree. it is the same concept. just slightly different. he used to be a child. magic gave him the body and brain of an adult. but his soul was sitll a child and once the magic was gone he is a child again. So you treat him as a child."

Cross frowns as looks to the side "What if he becomes on adult again?"

Dust starts to grin "I mean. that is usually how growing up works."

Cross knows he is blushing again and glares "You know what i meant."

Dust chuckles and shrugs "The same still implies. We will just be lucky we managed to skip the teenage years with him."

Cross wasn't sure what he expected as answer but maybe he should have seen something like this coming. Dust was after all all for this parentship thing they have going on right now... and Dust is a very smart and logical person. Of course he managed to find comparisons to normal day life and managed to accept it more easily. Hell Dust probably has even more examples ready to use if Cross asks for it.

It is still just... difficult to accept for him. Cross will need more time. Luckily none of them seem to mind him lagging behind in this case. Killer had also taken longer than Dust to accept the situation fully, but Killer managed to work it out.

Horror is much chiller about what is going on. He didn't seem surprised at Dust's reaction and even less at Killer joining the 'parent-camp' with Dust.

Maybe there is just something wrong with him... it wouldn't be the first time...

Cross sighs as they stop by the plaza and manage to just see the house that Horror and Killer should be robbing. "well, either way we are soon out of time and will have been unsuccessful" great. the one thing they had to do was get Nightmare a spare outfit. They didn't even need to try shoes and-

Dust freezes "fuck."

Cross turns "what is wrong?" as he says it he sees Dust eye the plaza around them, all while he ducks further and further behind the fountain as Nightmare shakes.

Dust looks around the plaza "Stars. All three." he glares "empty... can't make a break for it using the crowd as cover..."

and a teleport would be too loud and will clue them in on them being here. Fuck indeed.

Cross sneaks a look and sees the three skeletons talk and converse casually. the rattling from Nightmare is a sign of pure fear and Cross feels himself grow worried even as he texts Horror and Killer about their emergency.

How... how would they react to Nightmare being a child? Dream had already made it clear that he thought Nightmare was corrupted and none of his brother had remained. What would he do if he saw Nightmare?

Best case scenerio would be him kidnaping Nightmare and locking him away... Worst case just... dusting him. Make sure Nightmare never becomes the powerful being he can be.

Cross notices that they have been seen as Dream looks shocked while Blue waves and starts to shout "Hey! DUst and Cross!" Cross acts as if he didn't hear or noticed them.

Cross stares at Dust "What do we do-"

and Dust just, undoes his own hoody. he pulls it over his head and even ignores the red scarf that falls to the ground next to Nightmare- wait when did Dust put Nightmare down.

Dust puts the hoody on Nightmare with one smooth motion and pulls the hoody up, he next uses the strings to make it tight and tests to make sure it doesn't come off easily.

Dust stares at Nightmare as he quickly puts on the scarf again "You just keep your face and skull against my shoulder and neck okay? Don't glance, don't react. Just act shy or asleep. Nothing will get you." and Dust picks him up again. Nightmare, without a single word, pushes his face into the soft scarf and together with the large hoody there is nothing visible that could be used to indentify him.

Holy shit that is so smart-

"Hey you two! We didn't expect to see you just hanging- what... is that?!" Blue looks beyond excited as he stares at the tiny bundle that is Nightmare. Cross feels his anxiety and panic turn hotter into a raging fire. Dont. get. near. him.

Dust just shoots Blue a look and speaks in a quiet voice "sh. quiet."

Blue gives a sheepish look and speaks much softer "oh. I am sorry. The kiddo is tired?" Dust just nods.

Cross sees his change and nods as well "We were taking a quick break but were going to leave again." he can see Killer and Horror look through the window of the house they are robbing and sees them see their situation.

Blue looks sad but nods "Yeah. I get that-"

Ink interrupts him "How did you two get a child?!"

Dream looks suspicious but doesn't say anything.

Fuck, he can probably feel Nightmare's fear doesn't he? and he wouldn't know it is fear directed at the Stars... Oh no.

Dust raises a brow and doesn't even bother to answer as he starts to take a few steps back, away from the Stars. Cross cna see that Horror is climbing down the side of the house as Killer glares at the Stars.

Ink gasps "I knew it! You two kidnaped a child!" he holds out his hands "Hand the child back and we will find their parents!"

Dust growls as he steps further back.

Cross panics and answers without thinking "We didn't steal him! He is Dust's you idiots!"

dead. silence.

The three Stars look shocked at Cross and Cross can actually see both Horror and Killer also stare at him in shock.

Ink snorts "Really? and who is the other parent?"

Cross huffs "First off, you don't nessesarily need two parents to make a child, learn basic monster biology first before making claims. second, obviously it is" think think think think think just say something! "me." NO NOT THAT!

The silence of before is NOTHING compared to the silence now. Cross is actually sure he can hear a pin drop in one of the stores around them at the moment.

No one moves and it doesn't help that Cross can see both Dust and Nightmare shoot him incredulously glances.

Oh please someone shoot him because Horror even pauses his own climb to shoot him a raised eye brow while Killer is ACTUALLY wiggling his eye brows at him.

Just end him. Please his mind did not work with him. He had just been thinking so much about how everyone had been treating Ngihtmare and how he saw the situation.

Dream is the one who coughs and looks to the side awkwardly "oh. wow. euh... congrats? I didn't realise you two were... you know... an item." please please please please shut up. "and a babybones as well! Wow! That is... unbelieveable!"

Blue nods "Yeah! No one knew!"

Cross still can't find the words and is actually afraid of what he will say next. Dust however shrugs and has managed to pull his face back in his normal bored look "prefer privacy. it is no ones business." and he raises a brow at them.

Blue smiles brightly "of course! We won't tell others. stars knows everyone wants a quiet moment nowadays..."

Dream nods before quickly changing the subject "right! We were just curious what you two were doing out and-" he looks horrifed "Oh stars... you two are on a date! A fmaily date! and we crushed it and interrupted it and we are so sorry!"

Cross suddenly understands why Chara and Gaster would use the reset and overwrite power. please just let him change this moment to have been anything else. please.

Dust hums and shrugs. Not really answering any question.

Dream still looks embarrassed "anyway! we... euh... well... were wondering what you were doing. Now we know that that is great! euh... So... my brother just... doesn't mind this?"

Any embarrassement disappears. Hot rage in his body. Cross glares as his crosses his arms.

Dream sputters but continues "you know... be is so against positivity... and this... this is a beautiful and wonderful thing! Doesn't he...isn't he..." he smiles sheepish.

Cross glares "no. He doesn't. In matter of fact. He is very fine with the situation at hand. very willing to help in a way he can." Cross isn't even lying. While Nightmare doesn't like having been changed back he isn't diffficult anymore and more than happy to stick with Dust, and them all, now. Nightmare is also not fussy when out and about on missions and aside from being grumpy he is a perfect good babybones.

Dust nods "you should stop talking about people you know nothing about." he looks at Cross "lets go. he is tired."

Cross nods and sees Horror sign at Killer to get down as well. Killer shrugs and just lets himself fall from the third floor right into Horror's arms. The two disappear into some side street.

Cross nods and looks at Dust "you first." Cross will just walk behind Dust and make sure the Stars don't get any glimbs near the end.

Dust nods and turns easily as he walks away, Cross can see how Dust changes the hand mid turn and Nightmare sinks a little lower. Making it that his skull doesn't even peak over Dust's shoulder.

They walk away in silence and take many turns to get some distance. As soon as Cross is sure the Stars can't hear or see them he says so. Which causes Dust to nod before sprinting, Cross is quick to follow.

They reach the edge of town in record time and Cross glances back "okay. we are good. we are fine... we got out."

Dsut nods before looking at him very amused "we made a babybones?"

Cross feels himself grow warm for so many reasons as he sputters "I panicked! I am sorry I implied we were- that we did!" he hides his face.

Dust chuckles and pats his shoulder "It is fine."

Cross relaxes and smiles in thanks.

Dust raises a brow "Killer will never let you live this down."

Cross groans "just end me."

Dust hums "I don't know. I don't think killing the other parent of my child works in my favour." he grins so goddamnit amused.

Cross is never going to hear the end of this.

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First: here Prev: here Next: here

Cross was so close to soul-adopting Nightmare but then the Stars interrupted and Cross panicked.

Also, important. Noticed how Cross only apologised for implying he and Dust made the babybones together? But not that he is a parent? Cross is getting there. It will just take him a while.

[ryanwolfrd]

"Three -- Sing a song for me. Make me laugh; make me weep. Make the King feel young again...SING! For an old man"

Trying to learn the Hades Art style and so naturally the only way was to produce fan art of Hades game Hades, as Hades TWON Hades.

(Normal behaviour I know)

I plan to do the obvious next three characters beyond this but for now here is simply Patrick Page Hades. In order to learn the style a bit easier it is sort of a trace job but this won't be the case when I get round to the future pieces.

[badendinggamer]

Random sprunki lore headcanons I have except it's mainly just jevin and black cause I have favorites so what-

- Jevin is 58 years old (surprise) and is the middle child with 2 sisters, Aurora(eldest) and Gwendolyn

- he was pretty much born into the cult, his father (Valerius Lunaire), was the cult leader along with his wife (Aurelia) who they basically co-op in terms of ownership

- of course there parenting was shit, no doudt. He mainly spent his time as a child learning preaches about there god and ifk other cult stuff

- the Cult doesn't really socialize like a normal sprunki society would as they have very strict social norms. But the main points is that they don't have form of relationship outside of the cult unless if there intent is to indoctrinate them

- when they got older his sisters were went to a different location than him to start up and run there cult and spread there beliefs. Jevin got sent to the main sprunki twon (i don't have a name yet) where the main cast is as his instructions were to just ....indoctrinate and start a cult and nothing else.

- unfortunately jevin has very little knowledge on how a Normal sprunki society function so he was quickly outlasted as he was not subtle about his intentions being there-

- sky was one of his first attempts cause of course he was. Tho partially why is because sky's father was once a part of Jevin's cult and worked with Jev's dad before he realized how bad it was and left the cult and eventually started a family. ....so you know kinda created a target

- of course Jevin being Jevin he eventually caught the eye of the sherif Tunner but for all the wrong reasons (we aren't to the gay part yet) and mainly keeps an eye on him ....and jevin still keeps screwing around like a cultic idiot

-ok let's move on to our other guy Black who is like 60 and some how has mom's with a younger brother( Polo, a scorpion)

-uhhh to sum it up, normal sprunki moth mother(Riley) .....monstrous praying Mantis probably-not-a-sprunki mother(Miss Noir ) . . . Truly an interesting love story

- so I don't remember where I got this idea from but black works as an independent detective, who is pretty much rivaling tunner in terms of jobs

- tbh he was kinda cursed thanks to his mother as most of the time bad stuff happens when he's around (it's like walking past a black cat....except it's a black centipede) and often gets blamed for it (but unlike his future son corvus he doesn't care)

-really bad smoking habit (inherited from his mother Riley)

- anyways here's kinda meets jevin while he's being stupid at a bar (not drunk) tho i guess jevin is kinda throwing a tantrum as he's preaching stuff about his god being right and the sun is a liar (that's a whole other lore piece all get into later but basically the main religion for sprunkis has Mr.Sun basically be god-) and pretty much causing a scene

- to save his ass Balck pretends to know the guy and basically drags an Upset Jevin out. Which kind makes jevin mad at first

- i completly forgot to mention how jevin has been in town for like 2 weeks now and has been sleeping on benches cause he doesnt know you have to buy homes (reminder, this guy is 58...well technically at this point he's probably like a few years younger tbh but still)

-idk how there conversation goes just yet but I just know black offers him money that jevin has absolutely no idea what to do with (someone give this guy an education please)

-dont ask how much black makes cause that was enough for jevin to buy himself an old creepy "chruch" like building to make both his main cultist area and home which i guess starts to bring in some people and let's jevin starts his newly cult leader stuff

- the next time they meet is like about a month after where jevin gets introuble again this time by Mr.Sun cause what do you know, trying to empose your cultist ideas on people isn't good. (This is the reason why in present time he is pretty quiet) where the conversation goes

Jevin: i got in trouble

Black: Ya kinda had it coming

Jevin: Fuck you

Black: have you eaten anything? You look unhealthy thin

Jevin: yeah I've been eating the diet my cult told me cause I clearly don't have a life outside of my cult.

Black: . . . . Instead of being concerned for why you haven't left this cult, I'm gonna take you out to dinner.

Jevin: ok fine but this isn't a date

Black: Agreed

Anyways random things idk how to fit in here

-so there god is Crecendo (totally not inspired by gametoons totally. Tho he does have a different design and color ok)

Long story short the sun kinda took his powers away cause he was a damn tyrant (and totally doesn't look like the devil) but he gained a cult following where his whole deal is that he was right and the sun's a bi-

- jevin does gain a crush on Tunner but his parents don't agree cause again, no relationships outside of the cult, they also didn't like tunner since his family helped sky's dad leave the cult (bad family history i guess)

- they only approves of black while it may not be there god he has some godly like status from his mother Noir. (Also cause he basically helped boost up the cult)

- sky is most definitely weary of jevin, he does like him to an extent but his family warns him of jevin and his intentions.

-both jevin and black use to have there hair in curls (black in a ponytail and jevin keeping it in a bun under his hood cause the cult was that strict) but after meeting each other they decided to get them into braids/locks

- Jevin is technically a good guy but he's not exactly a good person (very morally gray) and of courses choices the toxic option (Black) over the healthy option (Tunner)

- ok black isn't that bad, he isn't much of a villain just yet and even then it's mostly misunderstandings. But compared to tunner he is basically a demon (even tho jevin is the demon in the situation)

-bonus(next gen au edition): they may love there Sons but they will unfortunately repeat many of the mistakes there parents have made (also Jevin is a bit of a dead beat to Jane so idk what you'd expect)

[autumnleaffay]

Some brothers just go into your room to annoy you, mine invaded my land on accident, several times.

14th October 1968

The autumn air was nice. Lichtenstein enjoyed her nice walk in the forest. Her land may be small but she still enjoys every single stone of it.

She's proud for her independence, having it since 1866.

Everything was perfect. Over 100 years of independence, protected by the Alps and her brother-

BOOM

What was that?

BOOM BOOM

Again the sound came booming down from the mountain. Sounds like Lichtenstein hasn't heard since nearly 30 years.

The sound of artillery shells.

Why? What was going on?

She started to run down the mountain trail, running through the forest. Directly forward the small "village" of Steg, where he had parked her car.

The car was a gift from her brother for her 100 years of independence in 1966. Normally Switzerland was very against using his money, but apparently she has and always will be his weaknesses.

BOOM BOOM

Two other shells had an impact behind her. Now outside the forest she could look where the impact has been.

Malbun. Her one and only ski resort. The reason for the tourism. It was supposed to open for the next season soon.

But now smoke was rising from it's grounds. What was happening?!

The conclusion to her question and confusions came, when she had returned to Vaduz.

The swiss army had been training with their artillery and ended up shooting five shells over the border. Her officials quickly informed the swiss army of their wrong doings and the trainings had immediately been suspended.

The phone call that evening was was very hilarious. Switzerland was going crazy with apologies. Lichtenstein need about three hours to calm down her brother. In the end he only calmed down, when their found out that the damage was only some chairs and when Lichtenstein reminded Switzerland about the cost of an international phone call of this length.

Oh, what a brother she had.

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27th August 1976

Lichtenstein was laughing while reading the report that was given to her that morning.

That night 75 swiss army members ended up in her land after taking the wrong turn on a road. An accidental invasion.

How hilarious! So much better than artillery shells hitting her ski resort.

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6th December 1985

She was still coughing, black sud coming from her mouth. Her lungs burned, her throat was dry and a fever raged.

A forest fire.

The cause? Swiss anti aircraft missiles.

They landed on her soil, yet again. How a forest fire could catch in the middle of a snow storm was still confusing for her.

"Lilli", Switzerland's broken voice reach her. Lichtenstein knew that he would come. He had called her the moment he found out about the missiles hitting her soils yesterday.

"Brüetsche", she was shocked about the roughness of her voice. But that didn't matter, her brother was there. Switzerland was going to make it better, he will take care of her.

Lichtenstein fell asleep in her brother's arms. Her hands tangled in the dress shirt Switzerland was still dressed in, surrounded by love.

"I'll repay every single cent of damage caused. No money in this world can be compared to you, SchwöschterChen!"

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13rd October 1992

The day was an ordinary one. Nothing seems out of order. Lichtenstein's life went it's way, the same procedure as every day.

Even if you ask the other Lichtensteiners they would note nothing important for that day, maybe the anniversary of one or two peoples, maybe the birth of a family member. But overall, the day was quitet.

Maybe the twons people of Triesenberg where confused about the man setting up an observation post. All of them dressed in the military dress of Switzerland.

When the new reache Lichtenstein, her first reaction was annoyance. How could Switzerland's army manage to invade and attack her for a fourth time?!

She took her car home quickly, so that she could get her hands on her dresser. In the back of the old handcrafted furniture laid a military assemble. It was a swiss one, but noticeably with her flag and orders.

She combed her hair, making sure that the short bob looked just as perfect as her brothers does. Then she reached over to her makeup, lightly she added blush, mascara and a lip tint.

Lichtenstein looked at herself in the mirror. She was unsure if this will work, after all her face was still very childish and girly. But she believed in herself.

Just a short while later Lichtenstein arrived in Triesenberg, perks of having a small country.

She new the swiss army men the moment her car turned around the corner. And just as she had arrived

The swiss soilders waving at her to hold at the side of the road. Their faces stern.

"Junges Fräulein, what are you doing here? And further, what came to your mind taking the uniform of your family member? What would your father think?", the major spoke with her in a stern voice.

Lichtenstein however did not feel threatened: "I have no father, anymore at least. My brother however gave me this uniform himself!"

The major had a saddened face for a second. For a human the death of a father meant a great loss to the family. But Lichtenstein is a nation. The closest thing to a father for her would be old Germania, but that's just a guess on her part.

She had came into existence far later than Germania left this plane of existence. Switzerland was the person who was always there for her.

Her brother, protective and overbearing.

And bargaining into her lands for the 4th time!!!

"And how might your brother be?", the major had overcome his moment of shock to interrogate her further.

"Gernal Basel." Seriously, her brother couldn't have chosen a worse last name this time around.

The look on the major's face easily showed his mistrust of her claim. After all, Gernal Basel was the most successful member of the military, having reached his rank at a young age. Steadfast and determined. No one has ever heard that the gernal has a sister.

"Why should I believe you?"

Lichtenstein smiled: "Because my brother wouldn't be happy with any mistreated forward me, even from his own ranks."

The soilders where laughing together. How hilarious that girl was! But that girl had one last trump card.

"Well... Maybe he and your other superiors will also be unhappy considering you put up camp in another country."

The smiles and laughter disappeared from their faces, changing to confusion.

"What?!", one soldier asked confused.

Lichtenstein laughed: "You! Dear swiss army men, have invaded Lichtenstein! This is Triesenberg, maybe a small oversight on your side. Right?"

The major stared at her in total shock, while two other men, a lieutenant and a private scrambled for the maps and the compass. Quickly comparing their position with Lichtenstein's claim.

"There's no possible way we are in-"

"Sir...."

A few weeks later Gernal Basel offered an official excuse in the name of the swiss army, mean while the young girl tried to not laugh at the absurdity of the situation.

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2nd March 2007

"Miss Lichtenstein, your brother is here for a visit.", Lichtenstein's currently assistant was standing at the office door. The small nation looked up and nodded. She'd been expecting her brother, after she felt him cross Thier border.

Why the visit happened, she had no idea. But it was still lovely to enjoy an evening with your loved ones.

"Please let him in, Mrs Maierhaus. I will also end my day early today, so that I can enjoy it with my brother."

The assistant nodded: "Yes, my Nation!"

Lichtenstein started to gather up her paperwork, financial statements, tax reports and tourism funding, when her office door opened again.

Switzerland stepped through the door, a guilty look on his face. Lichtenstein started at her brother in confusion.

"Everything ok, big brother?"

He stepped from one foot to another, kneading his hands and having his signature eyebrow twitching, when he's nervous. It was driving her crazy.

"Schweiz?"

A heavy sigh came from him: "No use keeping it a secret..."

Lichtenstein looked at her brother in confusion, what secret?

"My army ended up invading you again. Yesterday, 171 of my soilders have entered into your land for a little more than 2km. I'm sorry, Lilli!"

She stared first. Than a smile appeared, then she was laughing.

Switzerland was now the one with confusion written on his face. Lichtenstein stood up and walked forward her brother to hug him tight.

"Some brothers just go into your room to annoy you, mine invaded my land on accident, several times. It's not like he invaded me with attack helicopters!"

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Historical context!

Also the last sentence Lichtenstein says is a slight change quote, actually said by a Lichtenstein spokesman after the events of the 1st March 2007.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liechtenstein%E2%80%93Switzerland_relations#:~:text=Early%20on%201%20March%202007,1%C2%BC%20miles)%20into%20the%20country.

[straysmuchi]

⌇ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Minho x Han.

⌇ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴏ: Drama, a little bullying, no idol.

⌇ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: Minho a famous writer, faces his painful past after a long time, but at the same time he meets face to face with the person in which he inspires his stories.

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⌗ Chapter 2

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The smell of burnt bread filled the “Panracha” bakery. It had become a common occurrence over the past month. Not-so-little-anymore Jisung was learning how to take over the family business, but his mind was on the guitar he had seen a few days ago in the twon music shop.

— JISUNG! Did you hear anything I just said? — The chubby old man asked, exasperated, expecting an answer from his only son. When he got none, he just looked at him with a disappointed face. — Jisung, all of this, — he gestured to the establishment, — will be yours. Why won’t you make the effort to learn? Hasn’t this been your dream since you were little?.

— No, that’s always been your dream, just like Grandpa wanted. But I never asked for any of this. Why do you insist on me living a dream that isn’t mine?.

— Because you have to carry on the family legacy. This bakery has...

— ...Been working for 50 years, — Jisung interrupted his father, tired of hearing the same story ever since he could remember. — Dad, I love this bakery, but not enough to give up my life and dedicate myself to it. I don’t want to waste my life that way.

He felt a pain in his cheek...his father had slapped him.

— Is that what you think I’ve done? Waste my life? When all I’ve ever done is give you and your mother the best. I’ve worked hard so you wouldn’t lack anything and this is how you thank me? — The old man’s face was red, his breathing heavy, his voice rising. — YOU UNGRATEFUL BRAT! — He raised his hand again, ready to slap him, when Jisung mother entered the large kitchen.

— THAT’S ENOUGH! All the customers heard the commotion!.

— It’s all your son’s fault,— he said, looking at his only child with disappointment and a bit of anger. He threw his apron onto the kitchen counter. — He refuses to understand that this is his legacy, his future, that...

— NO! This will never be my future! I won’t spend 30 years rotting away here doing something that’ll never make me happy. I’ve never said I won’t help with something that matters so much to you both, but this, — he said, pointing at the bakery, — will not define my life.

— And what do you want for your future? To live off the noise you make with those friends of yours?.

— I’ve told you so many times... it’s not noise, and you haven’t even given us a chance!.

— I don’t need to give you a chance. I already know it’ll be a failure.

Jisung wanted to cry from the frustration and the pain of knowing that his own father believed he was a failure before he even tried to follow his dream. He had always known it would be hard to convince his father that he wanted to be a musician with his friends Changbin and Chan.

He remembered the day he told his grandmother about his real dream and how his mom overheard; that day, a big argument broke out at home because his father refused to accept that his only son wanted to take a different path from the rest of the family... working at “Panracha.” That day, he ended up leaving the house and going to his safe place: the sea, a place he always felt belonged to him and his grandmother.

— Sweetheart, — his grandmother approached him, gently rubbing his back to soothe him, — everything will be okay. Just give them time.

— Grandma, — the black-haired boy looked up at her, — they’ll never understand that I want to follow a different path. — He turned his gaze back to the sea in front of them.

— Even if they don’t understand, you must follow your path. You can’t live a life that isn’t yours.

— HA! They’ll never let me do that, Grandma, and you know it, — he said as he stood from the sand and walked to the edge of the sea, the water soaking his shoes. — Sometimes, I just want to let the ocean take me.

— Sweetheart... and leave me alone with those two crazies? — The old woman walked up to him and saw her grandson smile faintly as he bent down and picked up a beautiful stone. — The sea brings the most beautiful stones at the most inopportune moments, keep it so that you will always remember to fight for what you want or the one you love.

Jisung snapped back to reality when he heard the kitchen door slam... by his father leaving the kitchen. His mother just looked at him like she always did, with pleading eyes. Eyes that begged him to listen to his father and not keep arguing.

— Mom, don’t ask me to follow him and apologize.

— But son... You have to understand, he just wants the best for you.

— If he did, he’d accept that running the bakery isn’t my dream.

— Son, you need to understand us. Being a musician won’t bring anything good. That career doesn’t pay enough to live on.

— But that’s for me to decide. Again, I never said I wouldn’t help you keep your dream alive, but you have to understand that I don’t want this for my entire life.

— Jisung, your duty as a son is to obey us. If we say something is good for you, you have to follow that path. Parents know what’s best for their children.

Jisung just looked at her, sighed, and turned his gaze away. He loved his mom, and sometimes she did understand how he felt, but most of the time she just echoed his dad’s words and played along with the whole “we’re your parents, period” act.

He leaned in and kissed her forehead, then left the bakery. He went to the one place he always went when he wanted to be alone and release his frustration—the sea. That magical place where no one judged him, where there were no responsibilities, and where he felt like it was calling him to leave everything behind.

That day, as he walked, he saw him—kneeling, with huge tears rolling down his beautiful face. Even see him like that, Jisung couldn’t help but notice how soft his skin looked, his brown hair, and how much he wanted to run his fingers through it. Without realizing it, his feet carried him toward him until they were face to face. That’s when everything seemed to stop as he looked into those dark brown eyes filled with sadness.

He wanted to get closer, to wipe away those tears, to know why someone so beautiful was crying so painfully—and to offer him comfort. He approached him and handed him a stone, giving him the same advice his grandmother once gave him when he had been in that very same place. He wanted to sit beside him and learn more, but a woman’s voice interrupted them.

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— JISUUUUUUUUUNG AAAAAAHHHHHHHH! — The black-haired boy opened his eyes, covering his ear, convinced he might go deaf because of his friend.

— Changbin, don’t yell! — Chan stepped in when he saw the pain on his friend’s face.

— I’ve been talking for half an hour, sharing ideas for the event we were invited to, but squirrel-face here didn’t hear a single word!

— Stop being so dramatic, Bin. Of course I heard you.

— Then repeat what I said... I dare you — the blond boy challenged him with a playfully threatening tone.

— That we should rehearse the new song more before performing it, that Chan should practice the high note, that I need to work on my timing in the first verse, and that you want to train more so your arms look bigger on the day of the performance.

— So you were listening... But why did you have that constipated-squirrel look on your face? — Chan burst out laughing, while Changbin just looked at him seriously.

— Of course I listen. I always do baby... because I love you. — The black-haired boy approached to the blond and wrapped an arm seductively around his neck. Changbin blushed and lightly hit his arm. — Ouch! Is that what I get in return for my love?

— Alright, enough of the gross romance scenes. Let’s finish cleaning and get ready to open the bakery, — the redhead said while pulling the chairs off the tables.

— You’re obviously rushing so you can see Jeongin again. He never leaves this place. I’m hiring him. — The redhead blushed at the mention of the boy who’d been showing up at the bakery for months.

— NOOO! Next thing you know, they’ll be making dough with their—

— CHANGBIN, SHUT UP! I don’t want that image in my head, — Jisung said, shaking his head.

— He’s just a regular customer, I don’t see the big deal. — Chan respond with his ears red.

— Dude, I have regulars too, and none of them strip me with their eyes like the way he does to you. Plus, who orders four breads, two extra-large coffees, and three slices of cake over the course of a single day? — Changbin said while cleaning tables.

— And waits till you’re free to place his order — Jisung added while sweeping the floor.

— Did it ever occur to you that maybe he just really likes our products and that I give great service?

— NO! — both of his friends replied in unison. Chan stopped setting napkins, closed his eyes, and sighed.

— Alright, how about we talk about the event we have coming up?

— What’s it about? You mentioned someone was interested in us, but you never said what the event was — Changbin asked.

— It’s a book signing. Apparently, it’s a super famous writer, and he’s from here — Chan replied.

— Oh... I don’t read much, so I wouldn’t know who it could be.

— Obviously, you only read the labels on your protein powders to keep growing those arms — Jisung said while mimicking Changbin’s training poses as a joke.

— At least I have muscles and not more cheeks than face.

— But I’m taller.

— Okay, enough guys. Time to open — Chan said, finishing his organizing and getting ready to open the shop.

The three boys put on their respective aprons, name tags, grabbed their order pads and pencils, and officially started their day.

[rainbowangel110]

Episode 39! Was a fun one! Let's go

So we start off with a livestream that goes wrong... cuz something exploded. As is usual with most streamers tbh.

So now we've stopped at a nearby twon who's name I cannot remember so that's fun :) but it's a metal down that's pretty industrial so we're stopping by for supplies. Dot needs a new mic but... well the others have no idea what she's talking about

So!

If y'all don't watch this show, this is a pretty big deal. Dot doesn't normally come out of her room other than to grab the occasional snack from the kitchen or something. It's pretty rare to see her out and about but even more rare for her to leave the ship, because as she puts it, "A waste of my time." The last time she was actually off the ship was the curry competition, and before that was when Liko's memories got wiped by Spinel and was left wandering in one of the cities.

Anyways smash cut to the theme song which hell yeah.

Annnnnnnnd she immediately loses the two. So they've already got what she needed and were checking out the 'vintage' section of the market, where Liko and Roy were ogling at the T.V. and radio. And then in the mere minute it took Dot to buy an old mic from one of the stalls, they vanished.

Ahhh

And then she hears yelling from an alley way which uhhhh alright guess we follow that

Okay so it wasn't bad, just some guy yelling at a Tinkatink. It's trying to take his hammer to create it's own. Tinkatinks are small, and want to make hammers to their liking using any scrap metal they can find. So this guy, working at a factory, had something that caught it's eye.

Anyways she eventually lets go, and Dot gives back it's old hammer and that mic is so getting snagged by it isn't it

Called it. Dot decided to leave it be cuz, hey the thing is already pretty old (she was going to use it as a prop but eh, change of plans)

Awwww that's adorable. you do you little squeaky pink gal

Murdock chill out, everything is fine, they were gone for half an hour at max. He's such a doting uncle to her. This is definitely embarrassing her lol.

SEX MICE SPOTTED

LEAVE THEM ALONE

They're also on the card for the mons who are just living on the ship, no trainers!

Which is just as adorable as them :)

Idk ma'am you seem pretty angry to me..... I definitely didn't see what happened though, so don't look at me.

Anyways, as Orio is interrogating everyone over the metal she was going to use.....

BABY ON BOARD!!!!!

Awww that's so cute.

NO SHE ISN'T!!! LOOK INTO THOSE EYES AND THEM ME THAT THIS LITTLE GAL IS THE CULPRIT-

Anyways one hilarious chase later....

NOOOO NOT MY BOY!!! NOT THE COLON D MON D:

So apparently it eats metal to harden it's outer shell, which explains a lot.

NOT THE HAMMER ANYTHING BUT THAT

It ate one of the masts??? Are you kidding me??? Oh this is bad.

DOT FIGHT!?!?

DOT FIGHT!!! WHOO HOOO!!!!

So uhh didn't take much screenshots of the fight cuz I was too focused on it but!

Quaxly was using water gun to create a circle of wet sand, so the Orthoworm can't escape from crawling over the sand. But Dot left one part of the circle dry. Where she was.

So the Orthworm runs straight to her, and Quaxly quickly hits it to knock the hammer out!

Which lets our baby get it and give the final blow! Gosh I wish I could gif these things it was so cool!!!

OH?

DOT HAS ANOTHER POKEMON LET'S FRWAKING GOOOO!!!!!! WHOOO!!!!!!

And now it's part of the streamer family :)

cute.

[fireleaptfromhousetohouse]

The score to beat, ladies and gentlemen:

Andrew Johnson was drunk when he made his inaugural address as Vice President of the United States on March 4, 1865. Multiple sources suggest Johnson had been drunk for at least a week prior, he drank heavily the night before the inauguration, and he consumed either three glasses of whisky or one glass of French brandy the morning of the ceremony. Witnesses variously described Johnson's speech as hostile, inane, incoherent, repetitive, self-aggrandizing, and sloppy.

The correspondent for the Buffalo Courier rendered Johnson's opening remarks as below:

Fel' cizzens, this 's mos (hic) 'spicious mom't v' my zistence 'ni may (hic) say v' my l (hic) ife; ni' mere t' swear (hic) leshens t' ol Dabe 'nt' sport consushun, n' tseet consushun (hic) sported 'tall azurs. D'u (hic) know y am' [with emphasis] my name's And' Johnson' v Tensee n' im a pul a (hic) pul-le-an 'n ol Dabe's a pal-le-an n' im a plean (hic) an th' constushue d'rives 'ts (hic) cons't from pleeans. The consushun 's (hic) a stri (hic) ing sturment 'n I f'l'ere b'fore the Sen't that 'fi know (hic) my-sel I'm a man n'a (hic) broth'n Amekin cizzen, and [with distinctness] I'm a proud listration' v th' fac that a (hic) pleean'n a man from the (hic) ranks can be elv (hic) ated t' th' secon, t' th' secon [with marked emphasis] gif'in the place o' the Amekin people. Fel' cizzens, I'm a pleian 'n (hic) 'n two minitsnaf'n that point, f'r'i'm a pleean (hic) an 'twon time was a tailrs boy n'i teller wir rail (hic) pleeans 'n, Old Dabe 'n the (hic) n' spreme Court d'rive [with statesmanlike dignity] d'rive'r cons't' d'rive power from th' (hic) Amekin pleeans. But twom (hic) inits'naf on that point. Tensee's allers been loy'l'ni (hic) glore'n dressing my fel' twom inits'naf on that (hic) point.

John Howard Davies & Ian MacNaughton - Monty Python’s Flying Circus (1969)

[liveforeverfitnesspodcast]

Why You're Hitting The Gym But Not Losing Weight, Let's Break Down Why

Yo, what’s good, fam? It’s Twon from LiveForeverFitness, and I see you out here putting in work at the gym. But if you’re grinding and that scale still ain't budging, let’s chop it up and get to the bottom of this.

You Can’t Out-Lift a Bad Diet

First things first, let's keep it 100—exercise alone ain’t the magic fix. You can be sweating buckets in the gym, but if your diet’s out of pocket, you’re not gonna see those pounds drop. It’s all about balance, fam. You gotta watch what you’re eating, or all that gym work is just going to waste. Straight facts.

Muscle Gains Can Trick the Scale

Here’s another thing that trips people up—muscle weighs more than fat. So if you’re out here lifting, getting stronger, but the scale ain’t moving, don’t sweat it. You’re still leveling up, and your body’s getting leaner and tighter, even if the numbers don’t show it. Stop stressing about that scale and start noticing how your clothes fit, how you feel, and how your muscles are popping.

Are You Really Pushing It?

Let’s be real for a second—are you really going hard at the gym? If you’re just doing the same old routine every time, your body’s gonna adapt, and boom—you’ve hit a plateau. You gotta keep your workouts fresh, add more weight, or switch up the moves. Keep your body guessing, and you’ll start seeing progress again.

Don’t Sleep on Sleep and Stress

Now, don’t sleep on this—literally. If you’re not getting enough rest or you’re stressed out all the time, it can mess up your weight loss game. Stress leads to higher cortisol levels, and that’s a recipe for stubborn belly fat. Make sure you’re getting your Z’s and finding ways to chill out, whether it’s meditation, kicking back with some music, or whatever helps you relax.

Watch for Sneaky Calories

And one more thing—watch out for those sneaky calories, fam. That extra drizzle of sauce, that ‘healthy’ snack, or those sugary drinks? They can all add up quick and throw you off track. Keep it tight and track what you’re eating—you might be surprised at where those extra calories are coming from.

Keep Grinding and Stay Focused

Here’s the real deal: Weight loss is a marathon, not a sprint. Stay consistent, keep challenging yourself, and focus on the bigger picture. It’s not just about losing weight—it’s about feeling good, staying strong, and living your best life. Keep grinding, trust the process, and remember—you’ve got this!

[ravenspeakrp]

Welcome to Raven’s Peak, Steph, we’re excited to have you! Samuel Armando Martinez (Taylor Zakhar Perez, human) has been accepted. Please be sure to stop by the CHECKLIST for the follow list, tags to track, and other reminder.

OUT OF CHARACTER

NAME: steph PRONOUNS: she/her AGE: 31 TIMEZONE: eastern

IN CHARACTER

FULL NAME: samuel armando martinez SPECIES: human! AGE: 32 DATE OF BIRTH: december 24, 1991 GENDER IDENTITY: cis male NEIGHBORHOOD: cherry heights OCCUPATION: gymnastics coach/ life guard/ anything else in town he could do WORKPLACE: everywhere POSITIVE TRAITS: outgoing, fearless, hardworking NEGATIVE TRAITS: relentless, headstrong, a bit of a hoe LENGTH OF TIME IN RAVEN’S PEAK: 2 years, fulltime FACE CLAIM: taylor zakhar perez

BIOGRAPHY

TRIGGER WARNING: injury

Born the youngest of Brenda (Powell) Martinez and Luis Martinez Has 2 older sisters Cousins with Emily Powell (from her dad's side) Visited Raven's Peak every summer from the age of 12 until he decided to move here two years ago He is literally just a guy. He doesn't know anything supernatural is happening in Raven's Peak. He just likes the vibes He was in two Olympics (2012 - London & 2016 - Rio) as a gymnast He was going to qualify for the 2020 Olympics, but he tore his ACL at qualifications He worked hard for the next four years with physical therapy and tried to qualify for the 2024 Olympics, but didn't He determined he was too damn old for the Olympics now Moved to Raven's Peak permanently two years ago and is loving it! Thinks the town is quirky, but aren't all small towns He literally has no idea supernatural creatures live among him He was out of twon for the summer festival, so he wasn't here for the demon attack

[allthingseurope]

Riquewihr, France

[thewolfnessphotography]

Sentiment

[smellcast]

sc 589 Alpacas, Lesbian Cheese Farms and Kermit the Frog!

It all starts out innocently enough as a road trip to eat French fries… but then it turns into so much more! In this odd episode of the Smellcast, Toppie’s pal Manyan returns with an epic sturry about an old girl friend!  Then, a small town festival unfolds!

Write to Toppie at Smellcast@aol.com. Leave a comment on Toppie’s blog!  Follow him on Twitter. Friend Toppie on Facebook by emailing him YOUR FB name and link, then Toppie will find YOU and friend you!

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[demikerkhof]

Vintage car, Table mountain, some native South African flowers and a long haired lost human - on film. 

[rodesse]

Aesthetic morning I needed in my life.