#one answer for fun and one for glory xD

[marbarmars]

Minttty if you were stuck on a island and you could only bring one thing, what would it be?

I'd bring a 120 pc art set containing sketchbooks, pencils, coloring pencils, etc. So i won't be bored and I can write my experiences!

If this is like one of those survival shows though i would probably bring my best knife. It's a classic I know, but knives are your best friend for the human hand! I don't have claws....that would be weird if I did.

[skycowboys]

Heya!! Just got to sift through the artbook as it arrived a few days ago and i am absolutely IN LOVE with the art, blown away by the concepts and character art– all of it is fantastic and delicious food for the noggin, esp as an artist myself, and a horse + wild west enjoyer. ^v^)o In essence: 10/10, yall outdid yourselves! 

I also had some questions, if it's okay, (no pressure or anything)– but I was interested in maybe making a character for the world (if we can do that sort of thing); and I am absolutely enraptured and fascinated by the concept of “Boltslayers”, and I love, love, love the Lightning fish. (Big monster/creature design enthusiast so i adore them snbgdhjndgh)

1: are there any kind of specific pegasi that Boltslayer pilots would use/ride for that sort of thing? Or is it up to the pilots discretion/preference? (i.e: if longwings would be preferred for speed and maneuverability for example!)

2: I'm also super curious if Boltslayers hunt Lightning fish to keep their populations in check, and/or if it's like an actual career (as actual big-game hunting), or if it's more or less a ‘’hobby’’ for some, as a way to get some extra coin or whathaveyou. 🤔

Anyway yeah that sums my thoughts up haha XD apologies for the yapping. Might check out the discord server at some point! Can't wait to devour more of your amazing art in the future. Best wishes!! ~ NEO 💜

Hello!

I'm so glad you received your book <3 And I'm so glad you like it! I put a lot of time into it and it's fun to see it resonate with people :)

Heck yeahhh! Boltslayers are fun! One of the characters in the upcoming comic is a boltslayer. Here's a sneak peek of her -

Yes! Broadwings, certainly. Within that class, there are a few breeds that do exceptionally well like firefoot and deepwood broadwings (Sniper above and Semrah below are both deepwood broadwings).

These broadwings have extreme tenacity and focus. Just as important is the bond between pilot and pegasus. Both have to 100000% trust each other with zero doubts because when you're hunting lightning fish, doubt means death. Any pegasus that has those qualities can be used in a hunt.

2. Boltslayers most often hunt lightning fish as a job. The payday for felling a LF can be massive and can be residual as long as the LF is being harvested. Boltslayers work with trusted merchants who manage the harvesting after the LF is down, and collect the boltslayer's cut of the materials sold over time. So boltslayers don't have to hunt very often.

There are some who hunt for sport, but the majority of boltslayers see the sport hunters as posers and will avoid them. To a *real* boltslayer, pitting yourself against a LF will result in a death: you or the LF. Risking your life for sport is seen as stupid and disrespectful to the LF, who will throw everything it has at you. Why waste a whole LF for your own glory? Even if the LF is harvested, a sport kill is seen as cheap and distasteful. If you're a sport hunter, good luck trying to find a team that'll hunt with you.

That said, all boltslayers are crazy daredevils in some respect. Hunting LF is incredibly dangerous and difficult. It takes a certain kind of person to master it. Boltslayers like to spend time at Fen's Ascension and practice their skills in "mock hunts", where you're really just playing chicken with young LF and don't actually engage in a hunt to kill. This can be done alone, where as real hunts are done in teams.

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I hope that answers your questions! We'll all be happy to see you in the Discord if you choose to join :)

~ Larn

For anyone new seeing this aaaaask:

Art book | Sky Cowboys Discord Community

[truths33k3r4]

what makes your turtles happy. Like what would I have to give them to make them smile.

(there's been too much angst recently and I need something cute )

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I am.. SO SORRY it took me this long to finally answer your question- I promise I sincerely wanted to, but life got busy, I got sick, and uh.. here we are. XD

Anyyyyways! Onto your question!

Leonardo- One of Leo's favorite past times is putting together puzzles while listening to movie soundtracks on his CD player. After tense missions or siblings annoying him all the time, he needs this kinda activity to rest and relax. :) Because his brothers think that putting together a puzzle is "old lady stuff" he's able to do it without any interruptions. (Except for a possible impromptu dance break from Mikey, but that's usually appreciated.) He also LOVES to organize all the pieces into their respective piles of color and shape.

Eventually, later in the story, Leo notices that Lotus fights anxiety and stress as badly as he does. (Maybe even worse.) So, in an attempt to help her, he invites her to join him whenever he takes out a 1,500 piece puzzle.

Raphael- This. This brings him immeasurable joy.

...Though sometimes things don't end so well for him. XD

But- in all seriousness, he loves to draw. :) Especially when he's allowed by Don to just chill in his beanbag chair as his freckled twin works at his computer. He also loves to get into wrestling matches with his brothers- a good little tussle to get the blood pumping and practice their grappling- as well as to get a chance to test each others' strength!

Donatello- With how stressful and annoying customers can become with his IT job, Don just sometimes needs some space outside. Compared to his stale, cramped office, a peaceful forest is paradise to him, allowing his always-moving brain to finally quiet.

Lotus- It takes her a long time to find things that she likes. For one, the first few weeks of being in the lair consist of lots of Medbay visits and physical recovery, but once she grows strong enough, Don teaches her how to bake. :)

And in time, and with lots of practice, Lotus learns to find so much happiness when she watches her brothers enjoying something she made. :)

Michelangelo- Hahaha there's a whole list- but I'll just go over the main things he loves. :) Firstly, Mikey loves it when he's called into the Kitchen or Medbay by Leo to have Medic lessons. This isn't only time spent with his big bro, but it's also really neat to hear about how the body works, how he can help his team better, and how to better take care of himself. It takes a lot of concentration to sit and listen, but it's always worth it. Especially when he sees Leo get passionate about something he works so hard to do. <3

Next would be singing and dancing. :) Anywhere. And at any time. He could be in the middle of a geography test and he'd still break out into song. And dancing is just such a cool way to express himself! Clicking on Leo's CD player with his favorite Smash Mouth hits, it won't even be two seconds before he's swaying, shimmying, and moon-walking.

Chores don't stop him from having fun either- Dishes are lame, but add your favorite hits on your MP3 player, and it's AWESOME.

And lastly, but most importantly, Mikey loves to paint. <3 He always has since being a toddler, thanks to an accident when Splinter left paint out in the boys' bedroom. Diving his hands into the cool, smooth, brightly-hued paint just sparked a deep creative drive in him, and it's been that way ever since.

Hahaha my story has been on the angstier side, so this was a lot of fun to just draw my turts being their fun, wholesome, chaotic selves. :) (Before more angst occurs in my story MUAHAHHAHAH)

Thanks for the question!

To God be the glory!

~ Melissa

[blackjackkent]

OK [hand to earpiece] I'm being informed that Taash's drinking outing will disappear if we don't do that before Weisshaupt, so a quick stop off with the Lords of Fortune first.

Helena could use a drink, so I guess it's apropos. XD

This is our first time going to the Lords base, called the Hall of Valor; the entryway has some Cave of Wonders-esque gold piles which is very dramatic but not particularly efficient:

If the Lords of Fortune have an accountant, I bet they have torn out all of their hair repeatedly.

There's a codex item on a nearby chest:

Good advice. XD

The Hilt is labeled "Storage and Archives" so I guess it's not only a bar. Taash is waiting for us, and we immediately get to watch her tell an idiot to shut up, which is always fun.

"I saw the Hivernal flying by with my own eyes! Big as the sky, and ready for the Lords to come be heroes." One of the other Lords, Cutter, is holding forth exuberantly to Taash and Helena (and Isabela); he doesn't have a drink in his hand currently, but judging by his voice, he did recently and probably will again soon.

"We take it down, and the village nearby will eat like kings, and love us for it! It had bright red and blue scales! They'll be worth a fortune, even beyond the hoard!"

"That's not a Hivernal," Taash answers, sounding incredibly unimpressed. "You saw a Kaltenzahn. And she's acting normal. She's not one of the dragons blighted by the gods. Going after her would get us killed for no good reason."

(A/N: Bela, I love you, and I respect that you're a badass and can wear whatever the fuck you want, but that does not look like it can POSSIBLY be comfortable.)

Helena grins. This is one of the things she enjoys about Taash; when the subject is dragons, the young qunari is both utterly confident and utterly correct in being so. Plus, this guy is annoying, and it's fun to see him being taken down a peg.

"I'm gonna have to side with the Lords of Fortune's resident dragon expert," she says with a casual smirk.

Cutter scowls. "You sure you're not just scared, Taash?" he says mockingly.

Taash rolls her eyes. "Fight it if you want," she says. She doesn't really seem irritated about the implication, just dismissive. "Tell us where to send your stuff after it kills you."

"Aw, sorry, Cutter." Isabela grins. Clearly she, like Helena, is enjoying the show. "Taash gets final say. We leave the Kaltenzahn alone."

Cutter flares angrily, clenching his fists at his sides. "You think I can't fight a dragon just because I don't breathe fire?" he snarls.

Helena's half-ready to jump up on the table and deck the fellow for disrespecting Taash, but Taash just continues to look at him with that utter lack of interest. "You can't fight a dragon because you don't know what you're doing," she says.

Cutter stares at her for a moment, his jaw working angrily. Then he turns and stalks away sharply. "Fine. You're the expert."

(A/N: Haha.)

"Well," Helena says, in the driest deadpan possible. "That was awkward."

"Not for me," Taash says calmly.

Isabela chuckles. "There's rumors of another dragon off to the west," she says, bringing the subject briskly back to business. "Heard anything, Taash?"

Taash grunts. "Yeah. Not sure if it's blighted like the ones that attacked Minrathous and Treviso," she says. "But it's killing people in villages near Arlathan Forest. They need help."

"Well," Isabela says mischievously, "that's glory."

Taash narrows her eyes, thoughtful. "It's a fire-breather. They always have lairs with a hoard."

"And there's gold," Isabela finishes cheerfully. She raises an eyebrow at Helena. "Tempted yet?"

Helena has about a thousand other things she's more worried about than gold at the moment - but this does sound important. First of all, because the dragon might be blighted. Second, because it's attacking innocent people. And third, because she has started feeling a definite big-sister connection to Taash and wants to give her the opportunity to strut her stuff wherever possible.

"We might be able to spare the time for a dragon hunt," she says mildly.

How much of this nuance registers with Isabela is anyone's guess, but either way the pirate captain looks pleased. "Can't wait to see what you find," she says. "Now - has Taash told you about fighting a Gamordan Stormrider in the middle of a typhoon?"

Taash doesn't exactly perk up - but she does show a little hint of a smile at Isabela's story. "Best time to catch 'em," she says.

"Oh, it was glorious, Rook," Isabela says with relish, launching into the story.

[celestialbruise]

Hello! I saw that you were doing drabble requests so I wanted come by and ask for one. It's for and Ever After High PIDW AU! Here's a link to the post>>>

https://www.tumblr.com/afsosville/762244543880003584/ever-after-high-but-make-it-a-pidw-au-imagine?source=share

I'd be great if you wrote the drabble to be like those EAH miniature episodes. The ship I was going for this is a cuter version of Bingjiu. I dont even know if you've seen EAH so I'd get it if you didn't wanna do it! Just putting this in here in case you did jdflhbtjddjf

I was so, so excited to find this in my inbox! I adored ever after high as a child, and so combining my two loves was really too much fun! and, like, this is such an original, fun idea?? yeah, I really am obsessed XD I hope I was able to do it justice<3

(also, just have to say I may have visited your acc and started fangirling a bit, because your art is AMAZING🤍🤍 your bingjiu erha art gave me life! so I feel so very honored to be trusted with your prompt)

Shen Jiu, trembling, holds an ink brush in between white-knuckled fingers. It creaks in his hold, threatening to snap. Shen Jiu hopes it does.

Shen Jiu should have been used to this, others’ hatred. Sudden, unexplained cruelty. But there is something uniquely sick about fate’s tapestry, its threads being woven around your throat like a noose, when all you wish is to breathe like the rest. Shen Jiu never asked for this - of course, he didn’t, because then he wouldn’t have gotten it. The gods have never answered his prayers. No, they laugh at his pleas, their mocking, smiling faces demons skulking in the burning wreckage of all of his dreams. 

The blank, open-faced book sits before him, begging for his name. Begging for the script to be written in his blood. 

The sins of the father become the sins of the son. What a ridiculous, cruel curse. Shen Jiu barely knew his father - this ‘Shen Qingqiu,’ this scourge - and yet, he is meant to follow in his footsteps? And for what? Petty glory? Fleeting satisfaction?

Shen Jiu resents this so-called destiny, resents the fact that it reads like a macabre play. He refuses to play the fool, to be a mere puppet pulled along by its strings, dancing to the beat of war drums and jeers. All around him, mirrors play out sick scenes from his life, predestined and ordained by vicious vultures starved for blood. Shen Jiu watches himself be beaten bloody, battered and bruised, relentlessly, endlessly, night after night with no reprieve. Watches himself cheat and lie and steal just to get by, just to survive another harrowing day. He beholds the monster the mirrors dictate he becomes, that he is. A jealous, spiteful, cruel man who hurts in the way he was hurt, knowing nothing else and never bothering to learn. And then he falls, and his fall from grace is slow, and terrible, and agonizing. He is put on trial before the world, his sins laid bare, flayed open, left raw and shaking as greedy eyes entertain their malaise with the horror of his suffering. And then he is thrown in prison to rot. And rot he does; losing his limbs, his tongue, his eyes, every little piece of himself, his very soul damned to an abyss that this time, will disgorge no survivors. 

No. No, Shen Jiu will not resign himself to this. He refuses it. 

This world has turned its back on Shen Jiu. Why should Shen Jiu agonize over turning his back on the world? Shen Jiu drops the ink brush and steps away from the book, lifting his head to stare defiantly out at the slavering crowd, resisting, unrelenting. Daring the gods who made him this way to contort his body to fit into that ghoulish shape. Shen Jiu will offer no assistance. Shen Jiu will not be a part of digging his own grave. 

The crowd is confused, their bloodlust left unfulfilled. They begin to shout more viciously, cursing Shen Jiu to the heavens, their cries like the howling of wolves. Shen Jiu weathers it, his glare sharpening until it could cut through flesh, to the bone.

Let them curse me, Shen Jiu thinks, biting his tongue bloody. I will not doom myself to this destiny. 

This is a story that will not be told; Shen Jiu refuses to write the words. The hand that held the inkbrush as if it were a weapon slowly curls into a fist.

And then his fingers are being uncurled slowly, carefully, gently. A hand slips into his, their lifelines colliding, fingers fitting together in an embrace. Shen Jiu turns his head to find that it is Luo Binghe who has come to stand beside him, Luo Binghe who is holding his hand, defying the ravenous crowd with a glare of his own. 

Shen Jiu no longer stands alone. 

Luo Binghe raises his other hand, but only to knock the book away, sending it falling down, down into the mob below. Shen Jiu watches this all in a stupefied haze, wondering what the punchline is, when the rug will be pulled out from under his feet. Why would Luo Binghe do such a thing? The boy Shen Jiu is meant to torment and cast into hell? His destiny, unlike Shen Jiu’s, is as bright as the sun, bestowed by the very same gods who have spit in Shen Jiu’s face. 

“It’s all bullshit,” Luo Binghe whispers, because he must be able to see the confusion roiling in Shen Jiu’s eyes. Shen Jiu is hardly trying to hide it. “Why should I resign myself to someone else’s meddling? Why would I want my father’s destiny? He’s always been too overbearing. And just look at where singing that stupid book got him - he’s utterly miserable.”

“Without the book, what do you plan to do?” Shen Jiu asks, attempting to sound disdainful because by all rights this is a hopeless situation - but he can’t suppress the tremor of hope that cracks through the ice in his tone.

“We’ll make our own destiny,” Luo Binghe shrugs, lips curling into a smile that is as ruthless as it is earnest. “It can’t be that hard.”

[edennill-archived]

Stupidly long Númenor Playlist:

plenty by aeseaes

in the land of plenty, we don't know what the word no means

a coronation, a beheading from the funeral to the wedding do you think they care where the crown goes?

we want violence, we want blood we want superhero love, we want all the answers you promised us we want laughter, we want pain, and everyone will know our name

did you know that no two missteps are the same?

the flood by aeseaes

and we'll live freely without ever getting old

beasts of the wild, eyes of a child this world is all that you know

much madness by aeseaes

we'll drag you out into the light, quiet like the vines what are you afraid of, if you really have nothing to hide?

Vague warning for creepy imagery, maybe especially when interpreting it in this context.

Rilke Song by aeseaes

How did we get here and what does it mean Who said it must be and when can we dream The world outside is cold and bright but when you take a breath You'll inhale the sunlight and exhale the rest

We're older than we used to be And closer to the ground beneath Maybe we've got all the time to grow Maybe we've got all the time and maybe we just don't know

In spite of our failures the lines twist and curve To regrow the branches the night has disturbed And when we wake we'll take the shape of something free and bold And rest in the shade where the new greets the old

I am cheating somewhat here because it is more strictly a "my Númenórean OCs" song lol. I am actually being very disciplined in not listing all of them here, especially as the link tends to be a vibe that I adore ("it is bad, but everything will be all right in the end") that's not even particularly present in Akallabeth xd.

Carl by aeseaes

this lonely light looms; in the cosmic night we fell in love and spilled our blood on the pale blue dot

kids and killers shed their bones on this, the only home we've known

Okay, it was one more.

Ready Aim Fire by Imagine Dragons (though honestly, I'm still looking for a good cover)

Off in the distance There is resistance Bubbling up and festering We don't have the choice to stay We'd rather die than Do it your way

With our backs to the wall The darkness will fall We never quite thought We could lose it all

Ready aim fire Ready aim fire An empire is falling In just one day You close your eyes And the glory fades Ready aim fire Ready aim fire away

The Tower by Flannel Graph

Got a neck so strong for the crown upon your head Don't think anyone will leave it when you're dead There's a throng of men mightier than you And they're waiting and they're watching till they fill your shoes

Speed the Collapse by Metric

And then the storm was overhead All the oceans boiled and rivers bled We auctioned off our memories In the absence of a breeze Scatter what remains Scatter what remains

Pushed away, I'm pulled toward A comedown of revolving doors Every warning we ignored Drifting in from distant shores

Eastward of Eden by Amelia Day (I listen to the acoustic version)

Eastward of Eden, where the clouds meet the dirt We left our poor mother and seeded the earth The gates, they were shuttered, the latches were locked Oh, Eastward of Eden, where men become Gods

Few though our people, we toiled as one The fruits of our labors thrived under the sun Our children, they spread to outnumber the stars Oh, Eastward of Eden, where day turns to dark

Leave it all, leave it all, leave it all behind

Our towers, they rose up and set with the sun Our sermons, they burnt us with fiery tongue We wrought our wings of metal, surprised when we fell Oh, Eastward of Eden, where Heaven's a Hell

Daniel in the Den by Bastille

And for every king that died Oh they would crown another

Providence by Poor Man's Poison

Count the lights on empty souls Quietly behind the doors Oh, bleeding us just for fun Men of power telling lies Shifty hands and thirsty eyes And they can smell your fear like blood

Oh, my weary soul We've met your kind before Set fire to us all And oh sweet providence Come save us from ourselves From Hell and consequence

Hero by Heather Dale

You think that if you set the price, they'll turn me in You think that when I'm up upon the pike, you'll win They'll say that I was fighting for the spirit of the law What will they say about you when I'm gone?

You murdered and you stole, you mocked the hope I gave Though I'd prefer a happy end, no man can cheat the grave I know what they'll remember in the words of every song What will they say about you when I'm gone?

They'll say: "We stared into the wind that tore away our breath We left behind a message that cannot be claimed by death"

No More Fear by LEAH

A storm is rolling in A chill is in the wind A silence hunches over The wake of our heroes

Nothing left undefeated No one to take away our peace We stood, we claimed our freedom We held on to our souls

Victory by LEAH

Waves rise up Dark crimson sky Sails in the distance Sounds of war Hunting you down For this resistance

Look to your fathers from days of old You feel their heart; you face the day Now summon your courage, worth more than gold You hear their song; you see the way

Święty Graal by Sanah

Był sobie król Od pokoju Wolał iść w bój Słychać łkanie zza siedmiu gór Oj kochał szmal Patrzeć na łzy królowej chciał Dwie korony chętnie by miał

Lol, those lyrics sound stupid on their own. But it's a good song a little in the style of an old-fashioned ballad, imo.

Madame Guillotine from The Scarlet Pimpernel

No, I have no excuse and it doesn't even connect. But — the Terror, you get it—

Warning for uh, definitely sexual and maybe at times noncon-related metaphorical imagery.

The Island by Skipinnish

Summer time, long years ago I always will remember Just a boy who didn't know That those days would never die

Oh, I recall the island girl Her heart was still unbroken And still I hear the pipers scream In the summer island sky

[kasarian]

For the selfship ask game!

9, 19 and 22 for Kaeya (Or someone else if you want he's just one I'm most familiar with :3)

— link to ask game

I didn't expect anyone else to actually ask! Thank you so much for indulging me! I'll add a few other f/os for fun :3

Kaeya

Yun Chuan

Brant

9. Who was the first to confess? You or f/o?

Kaeya

» My first answer,,, it would be me. But... Thinking about it, if I was always by his side, and our friendship would just naturally progress into it. Defining it later on would be on my insecure ass asking though!

Yun Chuan

(I have a separate S/I OC for this man so imagine them instead of me POV xD) » Me, on god this man is DENSE. Play fighting as flirting, and just,,, general unashamed flirting, it's been going on for too long. If I held back any more I think I'd combust into flames on the spot.

Brant

» Brant would actually be the first to confess; I would probably be busy worrying, but here he is in his whole Flaming Returned glory. And imagine me melting onto the floor as he tries to kiss me

19. Who is an early riser and who likes to sleep in? You or f/o?

Kaeya

» Neither of us are willing early risers, but it comes with the job description. Kae's more likely to sleep in, and I'm more likely to either enable him or reluctantly get up.

Yun Chuan

» Chuan would be an early riser, and with my current condition, I'd be dead asleep. Though I wouldn't put it past him to physically haul my ass outta bed. I'm used to the manhandling (That's a lie, it's always hot, enough to make me squeak awake).

Brant

» I would be the early riser in this case; Never missing out on the sunrise no matter where we are in the world. He'd whine if he woke up to my movements, but Brant would follow me up anyway :3

22. What are your favourite hobbies to do together with f/o?

Kaeya

» ,,,Does banter count? It's been so long since I touched up on GI lore too, so I'm not so sure about most things. But one thing that would have become a fun game is spotting his dearest brother work his other job at night; a comfort knowing he's safe for Kaeya, and a source of amusement whenever something silly happens for both of us.

Yun Chuan

» Going on walks, I have two scary guard dogs with me, so walks at the dead of night shouldn't be too bad either. Enjoying the peace of the world before we get right back to reality. Sparring too.

Brant

» Swaying in private quarters. I'm shy, so nothing in public spaces. Think ballroom dance, but less extravagant. Something to the faint tunes of the music outside, or no music at all. Something quiet, but spontaneous.

[theragamuffininitiative]

Also there are so many random little lines in NTB songs I am in love with...

We wore the colours of our favourite little letdown

As the colours of our boots keep fading

And when the answers and the truth have cut their ties

Don't go, baby, I did not catch your name / She said, "Don't worry, I did not say."

Just... hnnggg

-Rain

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasa hard agree.

The Outsiders was the first album I deeply fell in love with (Rivers in the Wasteland was the first album I was eagerly anticipating the release) and it remains one of my top favorites they're all my favorite. It's actually inextricably linked to three things for me: driving across the desert to see the grand canyon, the steampunk novel I was writing at the time, and my superhero/detective story (mostly bc of "Valley of Tomorrow").

"I killed my selfishness for bringing me this far - this far away from you." 😭

"When their whispers have painted pictures that make you doubt what you once believed in, paper stories that hide the glory to keep us searching through smoke" 😵

"What You've Done To Me" unfortunately will always be tied to Winnara from Supergirl for me. 😂 It's literally perfect for them, canon or otherwise, and I don't even care anymore. XD

THERE WAS A SUPER COOL MUSIC VIDEO TO "HURRICANE" WHERE THE BAND WAS PLAYING ON A BEACH AS A STORM FRONT ROLLED IN AND SLOWLY ALL THE OTHER PEOPLE ON THE BEACH WENT RUNNING FOR COVER BUT THE BAND KEPT PLAYING AS THE WIND AND WAVES GREW UNTIL ONE BY ONE THE OTHER PEOPLE TURNED BACK AND HELD HANDS AND FORMED A LINE ALONG THE BEACH FACING THE ONCOMING STORM AND THEY HAD THE "OUTSIDERS" CIRCLE PAINTED ON THEIR FACES AND IT WAS EPIC BUT THE BAND SCRUBBED IT FROM THE INTERNET FOR UNKNOWN REASONS but my sister may have possible recovered and saved a file of it somewhere ok anyways.

"Tell me why I should run for cover? at the sound of the coming thunder? when all I hear is the cry of my lover? Take your shot, I won't turn back." Alfndlsmdldmflsfkd

"The Girl Named Tennessee" music video is erm something else. 😂🙈 the boys made choices and I still love them. But gosh that song is such a bop! Also I love hearing Seth(? could be Bo but sounds more like Seth to me and idk) saying things like "hey, where are you going? Aw, don't do that to me" behind the second verse. XD

"Garden" makes me cry every time. "Give me strength to die myself, so that love can live to tell the tale." 😭😭😭

Aaaaand I have the entirety of "Let Us Love" handlettered and framed in my apartment. To me it's their most underrated song and I think they should do it in every concert.

1000000% support buying all their albums. Out of Body, The Outsiders, Into the Mystery, Rivers in the Wasteland are probably my top favorites, but The Reckoning is fantastic and also has a lot of spn vibes for sure, Hard Love is soooo interesting and fun and gorgeous, and Caves digs hard into this new chapter of the band, and even their first albums?? Daylight and The Heat are absolutely solid rock albums, they don't have nearly the polish+artistic risk that drives the rest of the discography so amazingly but I love every single one of those tracks

Ok shutting up now but yeah, The Outsiders leaves a deep and lasting Impression that tbh just gets stronger with every listen.

[dialovers-translations]

DIABOLIK LOVERS Do-S Kyuuketsu VERSUS Ⅱ Animate Tokuten Drama CD “The Older Brothers’ Roundtable ~Deciding on the Strongest Older Brother~”

Original title: 兄たちの座談会～最強の兄きめちゃいます！～

Source: DIABOLIK LOVERS Do-S Kyuuketsu VERSUS Ⅱ Animate Tokuten Drama CD “The Older Brothers’ Roundtable ~Deciding on the Strongest Older Brother~” [CD not owned by me]

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Toriumi Kousuke, Midorikawa Hikaru, Hirakawa Daisuke, Takahiro Sakurai, Tatsuhisa Suzuki & Toshiyuki Morikawa

Translator’s note: Even though I have definitely listened to this CD before, I actually forgot how it ended so I got to experience the hilarity in all its glory for a second time. xD Carla is definitely quite...intense in this CD lol. I have to agree with Yuma that I feel kind of bad for Shin. Karma kind of came back to bite him in the ass at the very end though, lol. Personally, I would choose Yuma to be my older brother out of this line-up. He would keep you on the right path but still make time for fun as well. uwu Also free piggybag rides y’all. >3

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Laito: Okay...~! Today we would like to welcome the elder brothers of the Sakamaki, Mukami and Tsukinami households to our studio for a roundtable discussion! I - Sakamaki Laito-kun - will serve as your host~! Even though I am the youngest triplet, I have been selected as the MC! And my assistant is...

*Dun dun dun*

Laito: None other than the girl who wraps us Vampires around her finger with her special blood ーー Bitch-chan!

The crowd cheers. 

Laito: Come on, Bitch-chan. Don’t just stand there frozen in place and introduce this bunch of grumps to the audience. 

*Rustle*

Laito: Nfu~ In a cute way, like you’re begging to me, okay?

Ayato: Anyway, Laito you bastard! What is this farce ‘bout!?

Ruki: Exactly. Perverted triplet. You owe us an explanation. Why did you summon us here? 

Laito: Nfu~ Ayato-kun, Ruki-kun, no need to make such a scary face~ Show me a smile!

Carla: I must say you have some nerve to call a Founder such as myself to this place. Sakamaki Laito. You expect me to smile? What kind of joke is that? 

Laito: ...I have a hard time dealing with this guy. As you can tell, he doesn’t understand a good joke.

Carla: I could have sworn I heard some slanter just now?

Laito: Oh no~ I said nothing!

Ayato: Oi! I don’t care what this guy says, I just want an explanation! Chichinashi, if Laito refuses to speak, you tell us! Aah? 

Shuu: Nn...Exactly. Why did you gather the most uninteresting combination of people imaginable? Are you hoping to start a fight or something? Pwaah...Nn...I’m sleepy...Give me an answer already.

You respond. 

Yuma: Aah...? A roundtable discussion consisting of the eldest members from each household where they discuss what it means to be an older brother? ーー Wait. Then why am I here!? I’m not an older brother.

Ruki: In your case...You were probably put in this group based on your physique. 

Shuu: Pfft...Isn’t it an issue of attitude instead? 

Carla: Heh...In short, he is simply large-framed? 

Yuma: Che! Don’t tall shit ‘bout me, ya two. ーー Also Ruki, don’t give them an opportunity to do so!

Ruki: My bad. It slipped out.

Laito: Relax, relax! To put it simply, they were simply one person short (1), so don’t let it bother you!

Yuma: Haah...!?

*Rustle*

Laito: Oh come on, I was just joking! Let...go!

*Thud*

Laito: Phew...Honestly, they really chose to gather all the people who can’t take a joke. 

Yuma: Once again, I’m not an older brother!?

Laito: I know that! ...But you can pass as one, don’t you think? 

Ruki: It can’t be helped. That is simply what makes up an older brother. They are supposed to make an earnest judgement and fix issues. 

Carla: Hmph! Mukami Ruki. While I do not enjoy having to share an opinion with you, I suppose it does boil doing to being serious. 

Shuu: Haah...What a pain in the ass. Besides, I don’t understand why we have to bear such a ridiculous responsibility just because we were born a little sooner? Haah...For one, my siblings only ever treat me as their older brother when it best benefits them. 

Yuma: Shuu...You’ve got it pretty tough, huh?

Shuu: Can you tell? 

Ayato: Right? In my case it’s like this, I’m considered the eldest of the triplets, but I was actually born last. (1) It’s only when the Shitty Old Man has somethin’ to complain ‘bout that he treats me as such. 

Shuu: ...! Are you sure you’re in any position to say that?

Ayato: Haah!? What do you mean?

Carla: As to be expected of an inferior species. I have no idea what the two of you are talking about.

Laito: Excuse me!? Things were finally starting to sound like a proper discussion, so could you not butt in, please!?

Carla: Hmph. I am in no position to have you tell me what to do. 

Laito: Haah...This is kind of exhausting. ーー Well, either way! We can conclude that being the eldest brother comes with a bunch of responsibilities and is rather bothersome, right? 

Ruki: Pretty much. 

Laito: Actually, you’re more slack than I thought, Ruki. 

Ruki: You noticed?

Yuma: Ruki’s pretty careless at times, ya know? The other day, I caught him drinkin’ tea from a chipped cup. 

Ruki: That was not a thoughtless decision. I did have my proper reason for it.

Ayato: Did you not have the money to buy a new one maybe? Hehe...!

Ruki: I’m surprised you got that. 

Yuma: For real?

Ayato: ...! I said that as a joke...

Laito: Oh~? No money? I thought the four of you were living the luxury life after receiving a bunch of money from that man? 

Carla: It seems that Karlheinz is more stingy with his money than I thought. Fufu...

Ruki: That is not true. We do have money. No, to be more precise, we had money. 

Shuu: ‘Had’? Which means you’re all out now?

Yuma: Did you use it? Don’t tell me, did Azusa have one of this moments and destroyed something!? 

Ruki: It was Kou. 

Ayato: Kou? What did he do? 

Ruki: He ordered an absurd amount of clams for his vongole bianco online. That is how he blew through our entire family budget. 

Yuma: ...Just how many did that guy buy!? ーー Wait! Is that why we’ve been eatin’ clams for breakfast, lunch and dinner for days now!?

Ruki: Exactly.

Laito: C-Couldn’t you get a refund? ...Actually, can you even buy those things online? 

Ruki: It appears that refunds are not accepted in regards to fresh food. But you can most definitely purchase them online. 

Yuma: Didn’t he do that on purpose!? Anyway, doesn’t he earn money by being an idol as well? 

Ruki: You might not be aware of this, but Kou does not know how to deal with money at all. Perhaps it is due to the fact that he never had any as a human, but he never saves and whenever he gets his paycheck, he spends it almost instantly. Just the other day, he bought nearly an entire store’s worth of accessoires for a certain ‘Maso Kitty’. 

Yuma: In other words...?

Ruki: We are broke! Our bank account is completely empty!

Carla: My consolences. 

Ruki: I certainly did not expect any pity from you. 

Shuu: I didn’t think you were a victim of your younger brother’s whims as well. 

Ruki: I very much am. Therefore, I understand how you feel...very well. 

Ayato: Right? Younger brothers are such a pain in the ass. 

Shuu: Again. You shouldn’t be the one saying that.

Laito: But you know...

Ayato: What?

Laito: I realize now that being the eldest sibling can be quite troublesome. ーー Well, putting that provoking Old Man over there aside. 

Carla: Excuse me? 

Laito: Oh! Seems like you’re actually aware of the fact that you’re basically an old man?

Carla: Hmph! Did you think that some simple insult would be enough to make me lose my composure? For one, being older means that one has accumulated more experience and status. While it is something one should be honoured for, instead you are basing your opinion on some public label of ‘older brother’. There is something seriously wrong with you two. 

Yuma: Ah? What is this guy goin’ on ‘bout? 

Ayato: Stop usin’ those big words!

Carla: I suppose I should have chosen a more simply explanation for people such as yourself which are the very personification of ignorance.  ...In other words...You should assert your dominance more! And make your younger siblings work for you! That is what I meant to imply.

Yuma: Ahー Your younger brother...What was his name again?

Laito: Shin-kun...I think? 

Yuma: Ah, right, right! I feel for the guy, really. 

Carla: Hmph. There are only two types of people in this world. Those who make the orders, and those who obey the orders. Sakamaki Shuu, and Mukami Ruki. In other words, the two of you are part of the latter category. 

Carla grabs hold of you. 

*Rustle rustle* 

Carla: Now tell me, woman. Which kind of man do you think is more older brother-like and attractive? ーー It’s obviously me, right?

Shuu: I wonder? Having that older brother charm basically means. ..

Shuu pulls you his way.

*Rustle* 

Shuu: ...Being reliable and tolerant, no? In other words, I fit the bill much better, don’t you think? I’m sure you agree...

Ruki: ...Ugh. That is not all, Livestock. 

Ruki pulls you over.

*Rustle*

Ruki: A true older brother should be attentive and have his younger siblings’ back when they are in need of help. In short, I meet that criteria the best out of us three. 

Carla: You poor excuse for a Demon (2)...and Sakamaki Shuu. The two of you should show a little more respect towards me. 

Shuu: Hah. No thanks.

Ruki: Exactly. You are unbelievably foolish if you believe that one’s race decides everything. 

Carla: Hah! Say whatever you want, you lowlives. 

The atmosphere grows very tense. 

Yuma: Oi, oi...Cut it out guys. If the three of ya keep on pullin’ her to different sides, you’ll tear her to pieces...

Ayato: Exacty! ...Also, why am I not included in the older brother mix!? ーー Chichinashi. You think so too, don’t you? 

Laito: Nfu~ Bitch-chan just went quiet, didn’t she? Oh no~ 

Ayato: ...Haah!? 

Yuma: Who cares if you’re part of the group or not? We gotta do somethin’ ‘bout these three.

*Rustle*

Carla: Hand her over. What is yours, is mine as well. Everything belongs to us Founders. 

Shuu: Che...You *beep* (3)

Ruki: One will be punished for being too greedy. That is what that man taught us.

Carla: Hah! I am not the slightest bit scared of what Karlheinz could do to me. 

Laito: At this rate, there might be some blood flowing soon. What should we do? ...Hey, what do you think, Bitch-chan?

You make a suggestion. 

Yuma: Aah...? An older brother competition? What do ya mean? Explain yerself. 

You elaborate. 

Laito: Heeh...I see. We pick a certain premise and have each member act out how they would react. Then whoever performed the best is declared the winner, right? ...Bitch-chan, that’s a genius idea! Fufu...Fufufu...

Ayato: Let me participate as well!

Yuma: Yeah, yeah. You’ve got more of those lil’ bro vibes goin’ on tho so don’t get yer hopes up too high;

Ayato: ...S-Shoot...!

Laito: Nfu~ Ayato-kun always has to be number one at everything, huh? 

Ayato: ...Aah!? Did you say somethin’!?

Laito: Oh no, not at all~ ーー Well then, to get back to the topic at hand. Let’s get this older brother competition started right away! The setting will be decided by...Yuma-kun!

Yuma: Eh!? Me!? Lemme think...Right...

Ayato: Help someone study. 

Yuma: ...You’re answerin’ for me!? God, fine by me.

Carla: Hm...Assist with one’s studies, you say? Very well. I shall go first. ...Woman, come here. I shall show you what a real older brother looks like. I am sure it will leave you trembling and in tears as you realize this is how a true older brother should act.

Shuu: Haah...You’re exaggerating. Haah...Just get to it already.

Carla: Hah. I suppose lowlives have little patience. ...Well then, let us get started.

Laito: ...Action!

*CLATTER*

*Rustle*

Carla: What is the matter? What is bothering you? ...You are having trouble with your schoolwork? Hmph. Good grief...You are hopeless...

*Rustle*

Yuma: Hm? He’s actually doin’ a decent job? I mean, strokin’ her head seems pretty goー

Carla suddenly starts pulling your hair as you shriek. 

Carla: ...Hm? It hurts, you say? Why of course it does. I am pulling your hair after all. Good grief...You imbicile! I cannot believe my own younger sister is not even capable of answering these problems some human came up with! You should be ashamed of yourself! Apologize to me! For dragging our family’s name through the mud! Come on!

You apologize.

Carla: Exactly. Show your remorse. ...Very well. Well then, I shall teach you how to solve this problem. 

*Rustle*

Carla: Did it hurt? However, I cannot always go easy on you. It is all about finding the right balance between gentle and harsh guidance. Well then, I hope you shall be careful not to receive the same treatment again.

Laito: Okay, cut!

Carla: That was easy. What do you think, Woman? Be honest and tell them that I am the best. Come on!

Shuu: Weren’t you just being a ruthless sadist just now?

Ruki: Exactly. He was talking about the carrot-and-stick method after all.

Yuma: Yeah...Rather than siblings, it felt like looking at S/M play instead...

Carla: Hmph! She is the one making the decision and not any of you lot.

You tell Carla that you want to give the others a chance first.

Carla: Excuse me? You want to keep going? Good grief...It should be blatantly obvious though.

Laito: You heard her! Well then, next up...Shuu, go ahead~!

Shuu: Haah...What a drag. To be honest, I don’t give a damn about who is the best older brother...That being said, I don’t want to lose against Mr. Big Talk and the droopy eyed blackhead. 

*Rustle*

Shuu: But you will take just about anyone, won’t you? Haha...As long as the guy will make you feel good.

Laito: Excuse me, Shuu? Could you please refrain from sexually harassing her?

Shuu: Hah...It’s pretty creepy to hear that coming from you, so cut it out. You’ve basically made sexual harassment your job. 

Laito: ...! ...I can’t let that one slide.

Shuu: It’s the truth, isn’t it?

Ruki: Haah...This will take forever. Let’s just get started. Ready? ーー Action!

*CLATTER*

Shuu: ...Hm? You want me to teach you? Che, too much trouble. For one, are you asking me for help, knowing very well that this isn’t my cup of tea? But...Well, it’d be pretty troublesome if you were to get a failing grade. The Old Man will be on my case about it. I’m the one who has to take responsibility, you see? If you understand what I mean, hurry up and open your textbook. 

*Flip*

Shuu: Haah...Really? Memory work? (4) In that case, you just gotta do this. Give me your pen. I’ll teach you how to never fail these kind of tests. 

You seem curious. 

Shuu: It’s fool-proof. But don’t tell anyone, okay?

*Scribble scribble*

Shuu: There...This should do. 

*Flip*

Shuu: Put this in your pencil case. 

You seem confused. 

Shuu: Haah? I promised I would show you a way to pass, right?”

You frown and tell him that is just plain cheating.

Shuu: Haah...Shut up. What’s the problem? You won’t find a better cheat sheet anywhere. 

Yuma: CUUUT! ーー You just showed her a way to avoid failing without actually teaching her anything at all!

Shuu: Is that bad? The point is to ensure that she passes the class. 

Ruki: I have no words for this.

Carla: Fufufu...As to be expected of the eldest son of an inferior species. I almost want to applaud you for your selfish ways of only thinking about yourself. 

Shuu: ...I never said that? If she passes, it benefits her. And it saves me a lot of trouble as well. I’m just killing two birds with one stone, no? 

Laito: Nfu~ I feel like you’re getting something fundamentally wrong with that reasoning...

Shuu: Once again, I don’t need to hear that from the guy whose very existence is fundamentally wrong. 

Ayato: Ahー Whatever. Can we just end this ridiculous competition already? 

Laito: Good point. It’s starting to get a little ridiculous so we should probably call it a daーー

Ruki: ...Oi! Hold up! It hasn’t been my turn yet!

Yuma: Ruki, you’re seriously gonna do this shit!?

Ruki: Of course! I’ve come too far to back down now. 

Carla: Woman! If you simply choose me, we can put an end to this whole ordeal.

Ruki: Don’t be ridiculous. ーー I’m going next. Oi, perverted Sakamakii! Get the clipperboard ready!

Laito: Ahー What a drag. Fine, fine! Well then...Action!

*CLATTER*

Ruki: ...What’s wrong? Are you having trouble with something? 

You explain.

Ruki: I see...Your schoolwork, huh?

*Rustle*

Ruki: You can ask your Onii-chan anything, okay? As you should be aware, your Onii-chan has excellent grades so this simple of a curriculum should be of no issue to me. In fact, there is very little reason for you to still attend classes when your onii-chan could simply teach you at home. 

You refuse this offer.

Ruki: I see. I suppose you are right that the school provides a fine learning space for social skills and will give you a basic understanding of how society works. As your Onii-chan, I am terribly pleased by the fact you take school so seriously. ーー Well then, shall we get started? First, question oneーー

Carla: CUT!

Ruki: ーー Oi! I’ve only just gotten started. I got way less time than any of you guys? 

Carla: It was making me nauseous.

Ayato: Disgusting. 

Shuu: Creepy...

Ruki: ...Haah!?

Ayato: What was the ‘Onii-chan’ crap? It gave me the heebie-jeebies! I got goosebumps all over!

Carla: Sakamaki Ayato. It seems like we actually share the same opinion for once. I too could simply not stand the shivers running down my spine, I ended up using the clipperboard. 

Ruki: ...!! Y-You don’t need to be so harsh! This is what an older brother should be like! You two just don’t understand because you’ve been a Vampire your whole lives!

Yuma: Eeeh? 

Ruki: Yuma! Agree with me! God!

Laito: But you know, I kind of understand wanting to say the word ‘Onii-chan’. ...Also~ I’d love to be addressed as such by Bitch-chan~ ‘O・ni・i・chan...~’ just like that!

Ayato: Haah...?

Shuu: ‘Onii-chan’, huh...?

Carla: Hm...

Ruki: See? It has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it? 

Yuma: Ruki...Were you maybe just hoping that the Sow would call ya ‘Onii-chan’ or somethin’...? 

Ruki: ...N-No way!

Ayato: Chichinashi. Try calling me ‘Onii-chan’ for a sec.

Laito: Hey! No cutting in line!

Carla: Ahem! Exactly. The winner of the earlier competition shall be crowned the true older brother. In other words, only he holds the right to be called ‘Onii-chan’ by her!

Laito: But wait! What about us then? 

Ayato: Exactly! We didn’t participate in the fight!

Yuma: Was that thing from earlier really a fight? Also, it’s kinda creepy how desperate y’all are...

Laito: I assume that means you don’t want Bitch-chan to call you ‘Onii-chan’ in a cute tone?

Yuma: That’s...Hm...Hm...? Nn...? ーー ‘Kay! I’m in!

Ruki: Good grief, all of you...However! It was always a competition between just three people. Therefore, Laito, Ayato, nor Yuma have the right to be called ‘Onii-chan’!

Shuu: Haah...What a drag. I really don’t give a damn so just make your decision already. You’re gonna choose me, no? You can try and sugarcoat all you want, in the end, you can’t deny that one has to cheat to make it through life. That’s what I was trying to teach you. 

Carla: In that case, the winner should be me! I showed you just how cruel and strict this world!

Ruki: I wanted to tell you that one should treat their family with love and kindness. You understand, don’t you? Everything they say is just sophist nonsense.

Shuu: Pick me. 

Carla: Me!

Ruki: Me!

Ayato: Ahー Will you old geezers shut up already!? At this rate, we’ll never get to a conclusion! If we take a lesson from the past, this is usually the part where Chichinashi makes a run for iーー

You dash away.

Yuma: ...Wait!?

Laito: Oh dear~? 

Ayato: That bitch...! She run away as if on cue!

Laito: Nfu~ It’s the same old, it seems? ...Well, I already knew it would eventually end like this.

Yuma: There’s no way she could ever make up her mind and pick just one person. 

Carla: I...refuse to give up!

Shuu: On what?

Carla: I am a Founder! In other words, I am superior to any of you and must always come out on top!

Ruki: Basically...You’re saying that you haven’t given up on having her call you ‘Onii-chan’...?

Carla: ...!! D-Do not be ridiculous! That is not what I meant!

Laito: You know~ I kind of feel like everyone had one of their fetishes exposed today~ Fufu...Fufufu~

Yuma: You mean like a little sister fetish? Uwah! Disgustin’!

Ruki: I guess it’s simply part of our nature.

Ayato: When you think about it, we all share the same bloodline which can be traced back to the Founders. ...Hm? Which means...?

Ruki: ...?

Yuma: Hmー

Laito: Nfu~

Shuu: Ah...I see...

*Rustle*

Carla: W-Why are you all staring at me? Cut it out! You are not worthy of looking at me from up close!

Shuu: I guess it’s this guy’s fault that we get so caught up on the whole ‘big brother and little sister’ thing, huh? 

Carla: Ridiculous! I shall not allow for such insults to myself!

Yuma: Ya can say that but...

Carla: I am not - no, us Founders, do not have a sister complex, nor do we wish to monopolize them! Understood!?

Ayato: Guess we should let the other guys know ‘bout this as well. Lemme think...’Founders have the hots for little sisters., there. 

Carla: Wait...! When did you start posting on social media!? 

Ayato: There we go! Published! Don’t underestimate the internet’s power, Old Geezer!

Carla: Darnit...! Usually I am not fazed by anything, so how I could allow myself to get tricked like this? This cursed son of Karlheinz...! Ugh!

He turns around.

Carla: Heed my words! You will not go unpunished after tarnishing the Founders’ reputation like that!

Carla transforms into a Wolf and runs off.

*HOOOWL*

Ayato: Hahaha! He was talkin’ all big ‘bout being a Founder but he’s honestly such a pushover! ーー Don’t bother ever showin’ up again!

Yuma: Exactly!

Ruki: Haah...I ended up utterly wasting my time.

Yuma: Says the guy was the most into the whole thing.

Ruki: ...Hah!? 

Shuu: ...That’s one rival down.

Laito: Oh dear~? Is Shuu perhaps the one who’s the most crazy about little sisters?

Shuu: Well...Who knows? 

ーー THE END ーー

Translation notes

(1) Back when the triplets were born, Japan used a different system in regards to twins/triplets. Rather than the baby born first being considered the oldest siblings, they counted the other way around. Hence why Laito is called the youngest when he was born on March 20th and Ayato the oldest despite being born two whole days later on March 22nd. 

(2) Carla refers to the fact that Ruki was born human here. 

(3) I’m not sure if it’s like this in all versions, but Shuu’s phrase is actually censored here with a ‘beep’ sound. Unfortunately, I have no idea what he might have said with only the first and last syllable. ^^;; Since Carla is talking about wanting ownership over everything based on him being a Founder, I assume that it’s probably related to politics? I tried googling some words in regards to fascism, etc. because that obviously ties back to Japan’s history as well but I couldn’t really find any matches. :/

(4) 暗記物 or ‘anki-mono’ refers to any kind of task which requires you to learn a set of words, phrases, etc. by heart. (E.g. Learning vocubulary when studying a new language)

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4. When You Speak, I Hear Silence (Deep Space Nine | 1.8k | Friendship)

Terok Nor is no more, and strange new aliens are coming to the newly named Deep Space Nine. Nog doesn't expect life to change; but then he finds a friend, who gives him the greatest gift he will ever receive.

If there's a fic where I wouldn't change a single word or a moment of the writing process, it has to be this one. I'm so glad I didn't go with my initial idea, because this version with Jake&Nog just made things click for me ^_^

[blueflyingturtleontheway]

how did you choose the names for your lachian ocs?

@lieutenant-amuel

Oooh that's an interesting topic!

So the first one to have a name (and really, the first one in this universe) was Michał, who I called after Michał Wołodyjowski, my favourite character from a famous Polish book series called colloquially the Trilogy (With Fire and Sword, the Deluge and Colonel Wolodyjowski)(I so so recommend it to everyone, it got adapted into movies and you can find it with English sub) though they aren't really similar in the end XD

Fun fact, Michał'a second name is Stanislaw!

Aleksandr's name ended up this way kind of by mistake, since he was at first supposed to be Aleksey but I mixed those up. Aleksey came from a Russian legend of the three bogatyrs that is actually a big part of the Lachian story!

Now their surname, Przedannowski. In general when coming up with surname we used the system of Russian word + Polish surname ending -ski (with one exception, but we'll come to that) and to be fair, I think Przedannowski is the my favourite out of all the surnames we made up. So it made from the noun "predannost'" (Преданность) which in English is "devotion" I think, but it also sounds very similar to "predat'" (Предать)(similar to Polish "zaprzedać") which means "to betray" WHICH WORKS JUST PERFECTLY

As for Maria it's a funny story, because there really isn't much thought behind her name XD We had the idea of Michał's fiance in our minds for some time now, but didn't have a name for her yet until one day I just was like "hey, Maria is a pretty name, it's Slavic and it makes me think of romance, how about we name her that" and Amuel just said yeah alright, and for her second name we've chosen Barvara, both for the meaning of the name Barbara and for the association with the Polish word "barwa" meaning "color/shade". Her surname does have more symbolism though! At first she was supposed to be called Zabotowska from "zabota" (забота) meaning "care" but eventually we decided on Iskrennowska from "iskrennost'" (искренность) meaning "honesty".

Next up is Stanislaw and his name was chosen put of a few with similar meanings, with Stanisław/Stanislav specifically meaning "someone who achieves glory". He also has a patronym, Petrovich since his father is called Petr. Now his surname, Chrabrak is where we see the exception from out rule! It's also made from a Russian word, "khrabrost'" (храбрость) meaning "bravery" but since -ski is the ending of surnames typically associated with nobility and Stanislaw doesn't actually come from a noble family, we've decided to make his surname sound more "common".

And now, last but not least, Lyudmila with her full name and title being:

Lyudmila Joanna Swietlana Galina Kraskevna first of this name, knyaz regnant of the kingdom of Lachia, Restorer of Peace, Chosen of the People, Maiden of the Blooming Flowers... etc etc

But really, usually she's called simply Lyudmila the Restorer, though she did earn each and every one of her titles and they aren't just empty flatterings.

So to yes, we actually thought very hard about how to name our OCs (usually XD) and it definitely helped with worldbuilding since we also came up with some in universe naming rules in the process, and choosing names helped us to decide on some character traits we wanted our characters to have.

Sorry to keep you waiting Nonnie and thank you for asking this question! We really love talking about Lachia and answering all the questions you might have!

If you don't know what Lachia is yet

[yamithediaperdork]

Big Brother Loves you (Digimon)

Matt was riding cloud nine as he got ready for his date with Sora. no one was threatening the digi or real world, things with him and Sora were going great, and the sales of the new lone wolf's CD meant he had money to burn.

There were only two dark clouds in his sunny sky line was the fact TK had become more and more aggressive as of late, and belittling of Matt, because of the second problem: Matt had started bed wetting again.

It wouldn't of been so bad if TK didn't live with Matt, his share of the rent being paid by their parents and likewise for his food. and with school out all TK did was work out and lounge around the apartment while Matt had to mange the lone wolfs, keeping up gigs and doing band practice.

Since the accidents had started TK was always calling Matt 'little brother' or 'baby bro' or worse 'pissy pants' and after the fifth accident had gone out and gotten -4- packs of overnight diapers, using Matt's debit card.

when Matt had gone to say something about it TK had balled up a fist and brought it in like he was gonna punch Matt, making the older boy yelp and almost piss himself.

"That's what I thought. wear these to bed on your own Or I'll diaper you pissy pants. and If I diaper you, you're wearing the diapered till they're wet AND messy." TK had said and his evil smile left NO doubt in Matt's mind that he would follow though.

Still all that was behind him. He had booked a table at one of the finest restaurants in the city for him and Sora and then he'd gotten them a spot at the hottest club in town for drinks and dancing and finally reserved a hotel room for them.

It was going to be the perfect night and just thinking about Matt's head was up in the clouds, in a pair of black dress pants and a light green dress shirt that he didn't notice when TK came in, till his bully of a little brother spoke up.

"Oh my, your all dressed up for tonight! going out with the slut?" TK asked, smirking and leaning against the wall.

"D-Don't call Sora that, and yes, we're going out. Tonight's gonna be the night when we give yourself to each other. she's gonna be my first and I'm gonna be here." Matt said hotly.

"Awww, that's cute! you think she hasn't been ridding cock while waiting on you to build up the nerve to wreck her shit?" TK laughed. "Look baby bro, Let me spare you some time. That bitch has been putting out for any cock she could get her hands on, as long as it's 7 inches or more. Your little 4 inch wonder stands NO chance and let's be honest, your gonna blow your load in your pants before getting that far like you did during that slow dance at Joe's graduation party."

Matt was blushing super bad now, recalling the incident. Sora had been in a stunning gown, he'd been in a tux and halfway though the slow dance he'd creamed his pants so bad he'd stained her dress.

"T-That won't happen this time! Look, you're getting the house all to yourself tonight so just shut up and go plan a party alright?!" Matt huffed and Clenched a fist.

"Wait, your going out overnight? You sure Sora's gonna be ok with your 'little' problem?" TK said, noting Matt's fist and clearly not worried. "I doubt she's gonna wanna keep dating you after you piss on her in your sleep, and ditto when she see's you in your bed time diapies."

"Look asshole, just butt out of it and leave me alone or I'll-" Matt huffed, storming over and trying to get in TK's face, though due to a growth spurt TK was now the taller of them.

"You'll WHAT?" TK asked, and grabbed Matt by the collar with his left arm and hand and lifted him up off his feet and balled his hand into a fist and pulled his right arm back.

Without waiting for a answer Tk's threw the punch, though it stopped JUST in front of Matt's face the effect was instant and a hissing was heard as Matt's crotch dampened, then piss ran down his legs and puddled on the floor.

"That's what I thought bitch. I think your girlfriend deserves a night out with a real man." TK said and dropped Matt onto his ass, into the smelly puddle. "Get that mess cleaned up and then take a shower and meet me in my room. I'm gonna get you ready for the night."

With the mess cleaned up and Matt in the shower, TK listened to the soft sobs of shame and smiled even as he picked up his cell phone and starting to make a text message.

He'd gotten Sora's number from Matt's phone awhile back, and they had chatted off and on with TK asking her not to tell Matt he was messaging her, claiming Matt was the jealous type. So it was child's play to not only write a message explaining the full details of what kind of a loser Matt was, but to send her a few pictures of Matt in all his diaper bitch glory.

TK: Hey Sora, heard bout you and Matt's special night and I think there are some things you need to know about him.

Sora: Oh hey TK.

Like what?

TK: Well you already know he's a quick shot lol

Did he tell you how small he is?

Sora: LOL everyone knows about the quick shot thing.

Wait why do you know his cock size?

just how close are you two!?

TK: Well I know how 'big' he is because of his other other problem. He's a bed wetter and wears diapers to bed

Sora: LOL

Nice try TK

If your jealous just say so.

TK: Hey I'm not just blowing smoke. I got pictures and a video of him humping his huggies.

Sora: Surrre you do.

TK smirked and select a few of his favorite Matt pictures. one with him in just a diaper, on his back, hugging a teddy bear and sucking on his thumb in his sleep.

Anther with him holding a clearly soaked diaper away from him, holding it with just his index finger and thumb and holding his nose, in just a old white t-shirt.

and his favorite and most damning, Matt blushing and eyes closed, holding out a diaper and making it look like he was asking whoever took the picture (AKA him) to diaper him.

Sora: OMG O.O

TK: Still think I'm lying? XD

Sora: What the fuckkkk.. This looks less like bed wetting and more like he's a big fucking baby!!!!!

TK: XD well to be fair he loved being teased and treated like a little guy, so sometimes I wonder if he's still bed wetting.

or just using it as a excuse for huggies.

Sora: Wait, you said there was a video?

Let me see!!!

TK: heh, ok. it's about 5 min. long. perfect timing because piddle pants just got out of the shower after wetting himself LOL.

With the video sent to Sora, TK set his phone down and tugged out the extra pack of diapers he kept under his bed in case Matt ever tried to get out of wearing by saying he had used up all the ones in his room.

unlike Matt's normal bedtime diaper though, these were three times thicker and instead of being a basic white they had a nursery print on them.

there was a knock on his door and then it opened, and TK smirked, with the pack of 'little wussies, the baby diaper for big boys' sitting out on his bed and watching Matt's eyes go big and wide as he say what he would be wearing.

"T-TK no! please!" Matt mewed, his towel dropped to the floor and on his knees, hands together and begging. "I can't wear a diaper THAT thick out! Sora will notice fore sure! I'll be a good boy and wear one of the other diapers!"

TK thought about it for a second, but with Sora already told he figured it was too late for that fun.

"Relax Matt, I swear, Your not going out tonight in one of these diapers.Or in any diapers for that matter." TK said, coming over and tugging his so called big brother to his feet, a look of relief washing over Matt's face then replaced with confusion.

"Then.. why did you ha-" he started to ask, but TK cut him off.

"Because your not going out tonight. you're going to stay home and be tucked in bed save and sound like the little guy you are. I'M going to go out on your date with Sora and fuck her rotten..all on your dime." TK said and smirked.

"I..what!? Sora would NEVER agree to that! you can't do this!" Matt fumed and stomped a food.

"that's where your wrong. I might of texted her and gave her the impression your a closet diaper baby and she's more then a little shock. Right now she's watching a video of you humping your diapers while lisping about how much you love them." TK chuckled.

"But..but..You MADE me do that, you said if I didn't you were gonna kick my ass and lock me out for the night!!" Mat whined.

"Well -YOU- know that. and -I- know that. But who do you think Sora's gonna believe? the stud or the bed wetting loser?" TK asked smirking then giving Matt a look."Now, Your going in one of these diapers and your gonna pose for a picture to send to Sora one way or anther. we can do this the easy way where you let me do what I want, or the hard way where I spank your butt red and diaper you and take a picture anyways. Since I'm gonna get laid tonight I'm feeling generous and I'll let you pick: good boy or bad boy?"

Matt balled up his fists, looking ready to fright, starting to take a fighting stance.. then just dropped it and slumped forward, head hanging down.

"...I'll be a good boy." Matt said in a defeated voice, even as tears started to slide down his cheeks.

"Smart choice Mattie."

Sora couldn't believe what she was seeing as she watched the video over and over, waiting on TK to come back. Her so called stud in a diaper and humping his bed, moaning and coo'ing how much he 'wuv'ed his diapies' till he cried out and clearly creamed himself.

Sora was torn as she watched the video. On one hand she was upset that Matt had hidden this from her, She'd of never picked him over Tai if she had known he was a goo goo gaga diaper dork.

But on the other he WAS kinda cute in a pathetic sort of way and he WAS making decent coin.

"I suppose I could just blackmail to pay me to keep his dirty little secret." Sora mused out loud.

that DID leave her without a man though, Making her frown a little till she recalled just how in shape TK was and he was pretty good looking.

"then again small dicks might run in the family." she mused.

her phone buzzed and when she looked at the messages she was treated to a picture of Matt in just a babyish and thick diaper, tear stained cheek and holding up a sign that read 'plz dump me and go out with TK, He's hung.'

And to prove the point neck to Matt's tear stained face was a thick and long cock, ready to rub on the loser's cheek.

"..Well that settles that."

Still something like this shouldn't be done over a text, she was a proper lady after all and called TK's number instead.

As the phone rang TK smirked, tugging his pants back up and looking over at Matt.

"I wonder who that could be~" he snickered and answered. "Hello? Oh hey Sora... yeah that was my cock.... Uh-huh I thought as much. Sure you can still come over. I'll be getting a shower in and getting dressed for the night after I get the baby fed and put to bed." TK said, glancing over at a clock showing it was only 5:45 pm. "Hmm? Oh yeah, he's right here. Of course you can talk to him!"

Tk pulled the phone away from his ear and smirked at the sniffling Matt and held it out.

"It's for you diaper boy, Your 'girlfriend' wants to talk."

Matt whined and reached out, shaking as he took the cell phone and slowly put it to his ear.

"H-Hi Sora..L-Look I ca-" he started, but was cut off.

"There's nothing to explain Matt. I know everything. while I'll admit your a cute little pamper packer,I'm more into men who can get their rocks off without having to be pampered. So consider this your noticed that we're done, over, No more. I'll still come by and tease you but I'm going to be dating TK from now on." Sora said, a sharp edge to her voice and Matt felt the tears starting up again.

"But..but.." he whimpered.

"No butt's diaper boy. Now I will be nice and keep your love of huggies to myself and save your music career from flopping but my silence isn't for free. you're going to be spoiling me like the princess I am. Understood?" She asked.

"..I..Yes Sora." Matt whimpered and sobbed. "C-Can we at least still be friends?"

"heh, Awww~ How cute..and I'm gonna say not really. I'll put up with you when i've over there to be with TK but that's about it. I'm not gonna go out of my way to talk to you or be nice but I will make a effort not to make you cry, mostly because I hate the sound of bawling babies. Maybe if your a good boy and super spoil me I'll watch you hump a stuffie or whatever it is diaper losers like you do. Anyways, that's all I had to say to you, put your BIG brother back on the phone."

Matt was sobbing too hard at this point to say anything and rubbing his eyes with one hand, he held out the phone with the other.

TK took it back and ruffled Matt's hair.

"Thanks buddy. why don't you go and make yourself a bowl of cereal for your supper while the adults talk." TK said and Matt could hear Sora laughing.

Too defeated to argue, Matt nodded and started to stand up.

"what do you think your doing Mattie? In this house babies CRAWL." TK said.

Matt just whimpered and nodded, and on all fours crawled out of the room.

Tummy full of milk and cheerio's, Matt was put in a light green t-shirt that read 'diaper bitch' on the front in black text and was given a cock sharped pacifier with a green mouth guard to suck on, the dick being only 3 inches thankfully.

"There, you can picture it's yours and your getting a blow job as you got night night." TK snickered as he tucked Matt into his bed.

there was still sunlight coming into the room, even with his curtains closed.

"now I expect you to have that paci in your mouth and for that same diaper to still be on when I get back tomorrow morning, and I signed my name on the back of that diaper. I'll know if you removed it or changed it." TK warned.

Matt mewed and suckled on his paci and nodded he understood.

"I'll be taking your wallet of course and spoiling Sora, but if your a good little boy I might get you some baby toys. Have a good sleep loser, and dream about the pounding your EX girlfriend is gonna get." TK said and kissed Matt's forehead and headed for the door.

Pausing in the door frame he paused and looked over his shoulder.

"Oh and one last thing..remember big brother loves you~"

the end

[ford-ye-fiji]

For the Fanfic Ask: 1, 3, 11, and 12!

1. favorite fic you wrote this year

i cannot believe the amount of fics I wrote this year that I forgot about. I think I really like this one with an obnoxiously title that I’m not going to write here XD it hurts me right in my nostalgia akkask 

3. favorite line/scene you wrote this year

I really liked this little scene from no greater pain (than loving someone who will never love you). mostly because I kind of made the first paragraph up? Nowhere in any Hanahaki lore that I’ve seen is there anything about what happens with the flowers after death. And I thought it was a neat once in a blue moon idea:

“Number Five had seen someone with Hanahaki once. Or rather, he’d seen them after the disease had run its full course, he’d seen their corpse. He’d seen the way the bright morning glories and blood red roses climbed and curled out of the woman's mouth, twisting around her hair and climbing up the walls, the stench of death and rot and sickly sweet roses filling her apartment. He’d seen the thorns and wondered how much it must’ve hurt to vomit it that up. How much pain she must've been in when her love shredded her insides. The books he’d found on Hanahaki in the apocalypse had failed to mention that after death, flowers would burst from the bloating body, feeding on decaying flesh and blooming bright and gory on the skin.

It was, Five thought, a slow and terrible way to go.

It was with a certain degree of bitter irony that the flowers began to grow in his lungs with his return to 2019, tasting faintly of his recently consumed peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich. He glared at the petals in his palms, a damning sign of what he was doing and how little the universe, and everyone else for that matter, cared for his efforts.”

11. fandom you enjoyed writing for the most this year

i enjoyed writing the most for the tua fandom!!!! the majority of my mutuals i found there and I love y'all 🥺 plus there's lot of interaction/commenting in the tua fandom so akaksk instant validation. 

12. favorite character to write about this year

i already answered this one so maybe another of my favorites which has been probably the Five-and-Doctor dynamic??? It got out of hand so fast but in the most fun of ways. And I didn’t expect them to become as good friends as they did? 

[fanfic end of the year asks]

[gallavictorious]

6, 14, 29 please? ❤️

6. Verbal “I love yous” or non-verbal “I love yous”?

Having read @yeah-all-of-it's excellent answer to this question, I'm really not sure I can bring anything original or useful to the table, but okay: while their ability and tendency to communicate without words, or without explicit statements, is one of the things that makes me love the hell out of them, I kind of lose it a little every time they actually say I love you.

Ian is a private person; Mickey grew up not getting to blurt out how he feels every fucking second – I don't think it's just me that loves their proficiency at non-verbal communication, I think it's highly appealing to them too. They get each other; they understood each other so easily right from the start. Sometimes this causes them trouble, because they're not actually telepaths and sometimes there are misunderstandings, which always seem to mess especially hard with them since they never actually got into the habit of properly talking about things. (Seeing them work on that in season 11 is a delight!) So, saying I love you, with nothing unspoken and nothing held back, doesn't come naturally to them; doesn't come easy, perhaps. (At least not in the beginning.) When they pull that out it's because they want to be absolutely clear on it, needsit to be said and understood. Hits me hard, every time.

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14. “Hit my husband again, I'll fucking kill you” or “I gotta worry, you’re my husband”?

I bloody well ascended when Ian suddenly hit Lip with the ”Hit my husband again and I'll fucking kill you” and I've watched that tiny little clip again and again and again, so yeah, I'll go with that one. While there's no doubting Ian's love for Mickey, he often seemed a little exasperated with him in early season 11, so having Ian being so unequivocal in his defense of his husband (who was, let's be honest, not entirely innocent in that fight) is just... It's perfection, okay? I love Mickey and so I love him being loved and cherished and protected. It's what he deserves. (I am also mildly obsessed both with what went down between Ian and Mickey after and before, 'cause they're in a WEIRD place right then, and what Lip and Mickey's next encounter looked like. It's quite possible they just ignored each other until their late night exchange in the kitchen.)

The ”I gotta worry, you're my husband” is very sweet too, but Mickey caring for Ian is hardly anything new. It's lovely, but it's not my soul leaving my body to sing with the angels lovely. (The exchange of oh:s might be up there, though... XD)

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29. Deleted sex and dream vision deleted scene (5x01) or deleted bathroom scene (10x06)?

I'm insanely weak for the hand and shoulder kiss of the deleted sex scene, but I'm still going to say bathroom scene because I love it to bits and pieces and tiny little tinsels. There's just so much here that appeals to me on a subatomic level. For instanse, we have Ian tending to Mickey's wounds.

I repeat: we have Ian tending to Mickey's wounds.

And Mickey is looking particularly pretty, too! That black tank top is an EXCELLENT look on him, and his hair is glorious!

Speaking of hair, we have Ian's hand in it and then we have some slight hairpulling because Mickey is being a little shit. Not like I'm super into that or anything, buuuut...

There's meta opportunities too, and I always love when there's intriguing dialogue and attitudes to untangle and dissect. (Ie why is Mickey, who's generally so supportive and protective of Ian, so dismissive of Ian's highly reasonable worry over Paula? Had lots of fun with that meta way back when!)

The only problems with this otherwise perfect scene is Ian's tattoo titties on full and horrible display, and the confusion about whether or not Mickey speaks any Spanish at all after his stint in Mexico. But that's small potatoes (Swedish expression) when compared to glory that is this scene.

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Thank you for these questions, Calli, and thank you for putting together this amazing ask list! <3

[roseraintears]

headcannons about each individual member kf the seven as dark?

So I decided to split this answer into seven seperate posts because otherwise it would be too long (I'm having to much fun wit this XD)

I'll post the first one here <3

Ok, here we go <3, Hazel: People expected her to change after Franks death She had lost her boyfriend at fourteen no one expected that to be easy So none said anything when she kneeled over his grave for five whole days and nights Reyna simply brought her food and hot chocolate and mourned with her But if they all could have had a look into Hazel's mind they could have seen the slow death of the sweet kind girl she used to be Thoughts of hate begin to burn inside her She asks herself why Juno who saved Franks stick from burning up as a baby refused to do it a second time. The question makes her storm up to Olympus, her brown eyes hard with anger Her friends are with her, Of course, they want to protect each other now that one of them has fallen Juno awaits them in her usual glory, tall with a cloak around her shoulder and .. jewellery precious metals decorating her arms and neck "Why didn't? Do you save him? Was he just a weapon you did not need anymore?!, hazel shouts out her suspicion and now people, gods and demigods alike begin to worry The queen of Olympus remains silent She sees the hatred in hazels eyes and regrets not answering her grandsons screams for help when he burned in the flames Her silence is Hazel's answer and in her growing rage the necklace on Juno's neck starts chocking the goddess Hazel does not feel remorse, only satisfaction as she hears Junos choking It is Percy's hand on her shoulder that snaps her out and Juno's necklace flys into her open hand "You will never use a demigod like that again I will make sure of that. She says and then with one last glare leaves Things are not the same when shes back at camp Jupiter Everything and everyone annoys her, reminds her of what she has lost They are around her all the time like, Leo who reminds her of Sammy, Jason who made Frank Praetor, Percy who loved Frank like a brother Whenever they talk about Frank she feels the desire to yell at them One time when Jason tries to comfort her once again she snaps "You don't have to do this just because you made Frank Praetor and you feel guilty.", Hazel tells him a bit too harshly and Jason leaves her She feels guilty so she does her best to act as grateful as possible from now on The days are very hard for her That is why she loves the night She hasn't forgotten the power rush she got on Olympus and that is why keeps practising She steals weapons from the night patrols She makes the tunnels under the field of Mars change so that they all lead to dead ends When some of the new Rome's war veterans talk about having seen lost loved ones at night Hazel pretends to not listen She just thanks Jason in her thoughts for telling her so much about the ones that fell in the titan war Hazel disappears two weeks after Frank's death The remaining five of the seven are devastated They immediately go searching for her but even after five months there is no sign of her Other demigods start whispering Even Thalia who visits Reyna often is part of those whispers She doesn't know hazel and Frank well and yet what she has heard reminds her so much of the story of a friend she had once lost He had been left alone with his fate with his insane mother just like Hazel Thalia fears that now that Hazel has lost a loved one she will seek revenge just like Luke once did. Nico and Percy are Hazel's greatest defenders They deny every rumour and says that Hazel just needs time to calm down it's the only thing that keeps them from drowning in their guilt Hazell has gone to her old home in Alaska Arion took her there It hurts to be back but here she is saved from the gods who used her and her loved ones She's so sick of being their pawn The years pass and all alone in this cold country Hazel's heart turns to ice A few old men yell insult her with racist phrases She controls the metal ankers on their ships to impale them She hears screams from her neighbour's house at night and so she breaks the metal lock to get in The man who is beating his wife only has a second to look at her before her senses reach metal and they find it......in his

blood She concentrates hand stretched out and the man chokes to death She leaves without a word There is no remorse in her, if the gods let her sweet gentle boyfriend die why isn't she allowed to kill a few bad peopöe One day she decides to return as thoughts about her past cloud her mind Someone has to show the gods that they can't treat their children like this She returns after ten years but does not show herself to her friends Maybe because she worries that they notice how much she has changed Instead, she decides to try to control the labyrinth just like Pasiphae once did The mist helps her to create new tunnels that lead wherever she wants them to go One day they lead to new Rome She just wants to look at how everyone is doing but when she sneaks near the city hidden in her magic she sees something that makes her furious Her friends have moved on She sees them celebrating with other Romans and greeks They celebrate Gea‘s defeat like it wasn‘t just a terrible unnecessary war they had to suffer through She hates that they enjoy their demigod lives They should have told the gods that they want to live normally away from both camps that endanger their lives Unfortunately, that makes her think of Frank and how he has ripped away from his life, his home country just to serve the gods Hazel feels her rage burning like an active Volcano close to erupting She walks up the hill over new Rome and looks down at the glorious city She could bury it without even trying For a moment she thinks about the lives that will cost but then again what else could make the gods notice their flaws She reaches for all the metals buried under the city She hesitates for a moment but then she thinks about Frank, his sweet smile and with a scream the earth starts shaking Buildings and temples collapse People get swallowed by big cracks in the earth There are screams horns are blowing Mist is rising and People hear voices whisper that this is god's fault They have to be punished for their mistakes It‘s like a storm of fog being thickest at the hilltop Hazel‘s old friends are filled with dread as they have seen those powers before Leo decides to fly directly into the mist together with Piper and Jason Hazel sees them approaching and a soft smile appears on her lips The mist lightens All demigods gasp Leo yells in despair He already blames himself for Franks death and now he sees that Hazel the girl he once loved has gone mad Her once curly short hair now long falls around her shoulders Her once brown eyes glow sickly golden as if the riches of the earth have taken control over her It drives him insane and so he rips out a hammer from his tool belt and attempts to attack her Hazel feels deeply hurt by this and so she moves her hands Leo is thrown of Festus's toolbelt made of metal turning out to be his curse Hazel smashes him into the ground a hundred feet under him Festus claws impale Jason and Piper before they have time to react Hazel feels a sting in her heart but she oppresses it The gods and their quest would have killed them anyway Percy and Annabeth are still in the falling city trying to get as many people out of there as possible They both try to ignore the corpses falling from the sky Percy‘s mind is still refusing that the girl he sees as a sister would do this He knows that she has to be stopped but how is he supposed to do that? He still loves her like a sister despite the lives she is taking Her real brother steps up instead Hazel can feel his presence behind her It makes her lose focus The citizens of New Rome cry in relief when the metals stop resurfacing Their city is in ruins but at least it has stopped Before Hazel can react skeleton warriors jump out of the earth restrain her by grabbing her arms She is furious about Nicos interference and struggles to escape „Hazel please it‘s not worth it just surrender and we‘ll talk about this.“, Nico says while he walks up in front of her. Hazel‘s heart breaks at the tortured look in his eyes and she realizes that she is the reason for it She disappeared She came back and murdered

hundreds She did it for Frank but she suddenly asks herself if Frank would have ever wanted to get justice in this way Would he wanted her to become hateful and obsessed with revenge just for him? As she looks into Nico‘s eyes regret strikes her „I……..I‘m sorry.“, She whispers with tears in her eyes. Nico smiles sadly happy that his little sister came to her senses He stretches out his hand to gently touch her cheek Thunder rumbles and suddenly a lightning bold explodes the hilltop right where the children of the underworld Jupiter feels nothing as he watches Percy, Reyna and Annabeth falling to their knees, sobbing and holding each other Hazel Levesque is just another demigod for him, a girl that could not get over her boyfriend Percy buries Hazel next to Frank all by himself New Rome is rebuilt with the help of the greeks The time goes by and slowly Frank and Hazel‘s names are forgotten Juno would love if they had never existed in the first place Whenever demigods speak of them they do it with anger and the queen of Olympus fears that one day a rebellion will start It's not often that their names are talked about but when they are people always refer to them as „Hazel Levesque and Frank Zhang. The couple that died in Storm and fire

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Just a little revelation of Queen Regina’s skills!

The Chess Masters besides being inspired in Chess, they represent another of my lovely hobbies, Fantasy games, (I love Diablo 2: Lord of Destruction, it’s an old school game but ajahsjdhd it’s pretty fun)

I like to play has a Necromancer and  fits with Regina too!

You: Carito, what is a necromancer :$$$?

Well cuz like my english limits are.... limited xd, I will take a definition from Saint Google

The user's magical abilities revolve around manipulating the dead, death, the death-force and/or souls for good (i.e., resurrecting the dead), evil (in various ways) ,or neither. They can also communicate with the deceased – either by summoning their spirit as an apparition or raising them bodily – for the purpose of divination, imparting the means to foretell future events or discover hidden knowledge. Many practitioners find a way to cheat death one way or another, whether by becoming some form of undead creature or by bypassing their own ability to die.

You would probably say...

You: Caritoooo, that means she can bring back Jatinder?

The answer is NO. There are lot of types of necromancers! Necromancers who summons zombies, others who can absorbs souls, and like it’s a very long list :$$$ like it would be boring if they can do everything so... Regina’s necromancer abilities are still in concept development!

the only thing I will reveal is since she and her fellow chess pieces were in a long slumber, she’s weak right now, she wants to restore her energy and bring back her kingdom to their glory!