#cant finish the video now but the first half of it? golden

[shesmore-shoebill]

can't believe that Alex (or Spencer) is dating Hatsune Miku. (i CAN believe Amanda has no idea who Hatsune Miku is)

[dismyopinion]

let’s start with something hot

well i’m matt, i’m 108, i live on earth and i listen to music and watch television. and now i’ll talk about it cause i can and i’m too insecure to make videos in youtube so yah.

this is the way i’m planning to talk about albums: song by song. meaning that i’ll make a little comment about each song and then another one of the album as a whole so buckle up.

golden: WHAT AN INTRO. he didn’t come to play, he really didn’t and he wanted us to know about it right away. now this song is the biggest mystery in the entire record, what’s it about? it works as a love letter to his old x-factor-after-that-wmyb-performance self, advising him to stop being scared and it also works as a gay anthem for the ages…what’s it about? we wilL never find ouT. but it’s a unique intro and really sets the tone for this whole body of work.

watermelon sugar: the worst single, argue with the wall. but it’s the literal sound of summer. if miss rona wouldn’t have come to mess with everyone’s business we would’ve had SUCH A SUMMER SONG. parties, picnics, road trips, funerals, birthdays, this song would’ve been literally everywhere. it feels really fresh and it’s not getting old even though people have tried to overplay it. i’m so angry it won’t reach the potential it had inside.

adore you: the BEST single right behind the worst single, what a treat. his layers singing “ah-ah-ah” in the chorus is so refreshing. now harry can hit all the notes, we know that, but in this song his voice simply sounds so beautiful, no need to have ad-libs or anything, just harry singing. it has been my favorite song multiple times, but harry is such a hypocritical. who wouldn’t let him adore them.

lights up: sometimes nostalgia can make the good seem great. when i first heard this song i thought the record was going to be really close to hs1, it had that old-song touch, but it was also different in a way. IF ONLY WE HAD KNOWN!!! anyway, the song makes you JUMP with the shIINE and it makes your eyes tear up with the do you know who you are? it’s not the best in the album…but it’s not an skip. THE V I D E O THO.

cherry: the second i played this song i was in italy. the SECOND i played it. it has such a romcom feeling to it, the touch of freedom and youth in the production but harry’s fear and love in the vocals make a beautiful song. at first i thought it was another harry fruit song, but it really grew on me. now if there was a piece of me in how HARRY STYLES dresses…girl. don’t like the girl at the end tho, this song is call me by your name, not the freaking kissing booth.

falling: now let me tell you about a telepathic connection. when this album dropped i was on a trip to the end of the world and i was tired as hell. so i fixed me a glass of wine, prepared the tub and played the album for the first time. i stared at the ceiling all through the first five songs, but the literal second i heard the stupid piano note my whole face went INSIDE the water like it was my job. have you heard falling from inside water? no you haven’t, and you should. harry knows that, we are connected, that’s why he also plays fish in the music vid. listen to harry. well this song is heartbreaking, it’s harry’s most vulnerable piece and i’ve said too much already so-

to be so lonely: guys i’m looking for a bad song, i really am. i do not want to look like a harry lover (even though i am), but i can’t lie. the production in this son. THE PRODUCTION IN THAT SONG. harry uses like a billion different instruments and they all work together and you can listen to each one of them perfectly. the phone reference at the beginning is subtle, harry’s vocals are beautiful as usual. the song is about harry refusing to be friends with his ex, he’d rather be alone than a friend with someone he loves. perfect song.

she: you can’t even stop crying from tbsl and you have to become a whore. remember the bath i was in when the album released? yeah i fell asleep in this one. WAY TOO LONG. it’s not relevant at all, can’t think of a thing to say about it.

sunflower vol. 6: now we’re back to excellence. finally. you can tell i’m obsessed with harry’s voice by now, but hIS VOICE IN THE PRE-CHORUS CAN SLAUGHTER ME. this song is so well balanced between the vocals and the production. top 3, he really said don’t lose focus on me, i still got a few tricks stored. it could literally bee a woo-woo-doo-doo-doo song from start to finish and i’d stream it.

canyon moon: guys i had to play this again to remember it. hmm…the second half of this album is the worst part, isn’t it? do not answer that…i’m still listening to it…it’s cute…but nah.

treat people with kindness: harry’s voice. it’s good. stop being mad, this is why we can’t have nice things.

fine line: an album with a opening has a proper ending and we’re all here for it. when the last track begins it gives you time to sit down and close your eyes: you know you’re about to start a TRIP. if you haven’t cried during this song, listening to the hopeful regret and the slow guitar...i don’t trust you. this isn’t a song, it’s a painting, and harry does such a good job with it. someone in the studio should’ve looked at this guy dead in the eyes and said: this is a song worth being six minutes, not sh*. the song really represents the energy of the album as a whole, it’s bittersweet, leaves you wanting for more. AND WHEN IT GROWS. OMG I CANT GUYS I CANT-

SO YEAH

that’s my opinion on harry styles’ GRAMMY NOMINATED album. overall the work is good, probably the best of the 1d boys (PROBABLY…wait until i get on a certain weather), definitely his best and i’m sure he’ll top it. this album guaranteed his place as a superstar and will become a classic, that’s why i wanted it to be my first review. the holy trinity is: adore you, to be so lonely and sunflower vol 6. now, how many stars do i give fine line?

production: 4/5

vocals: 5/5

lyrics: 3/5

singles: 3/5 (too many)

total: 15/20

[scige-archive]

welcome 2 my twisted mind ex dee ?

PREFERRED NAME — james uwu

PRONOUNS — she/they

AGE — 20

TIMEZONE — est

HOW OFTEN ARE YOU ONLINE? — everyday all day usually hjfdnkmg

HOW DID YOU HEAR OF WATERSHED? — i actually first found lockwood while going through the recommended blogs on mobile when you search up things via it (i think it was ‘new rp’ tht i searched) n then the next i checked they’d gone ovr to watershed n then there were Other Things bt i didnt end up joining until a few weeks or like a month later impulsively n now its been many months n im still here BJDNSKFMG love u guys

DISCORD — sniff #3644 where im also always online

OTHER SOCIAL MEDIA YOU’D LIKE TO SHARE — musing @svrgcnts​ n my pinterest is ‘big tid’ or offbrandsodapop uuuhh i dont think theres anything else!

MYER-BRIGGS — infp turned istp we call tht character growth

HP HOUSE — i honestly dont know anymore ive gotten all of the houses before bt ive just taken a test n i got slytherin so like :///

ZODIAC — aquarius!

DO YOU BELIEVE IN ASTROLOGY? — not to the point where it dictates who i like / dislike

DO YOU ENJOY ASTROLOGY? — ya im a slut for when things tell me what im supposed to be like bc i dont have a sense of identity

HOW OLD WERE YOU WHEN YOU STARTED RPING ON TUMBLR — uh like 19 bt ive been rping since i was 10

WHAT YEAR WAS IT? — early 2018 so actually i might’ve been 18 for a lil bit DJNKFLG

NAME A RANDOM ROLEPLAY THAT STICKS OUT IN YOUR MEMORY — listen i’ve had many, many good experiences bt for some reason what came to mind first was a weird owner/slave smut rp tht i stumbled across (never joined bc im ... not like that) n i was just rly baffled by the concept even tho ik its a Thing bc i thought smut rps died out like in 2017 BJDNFKMG

WHAT WEIRD ANIMAL WOULD YOU HAVE AS A PET IF IT WAS REALISTIC — i want a fucking capybara

WHAT PET DO YOU GENUINELY CONSIDER GETTING SOMEDAY? — i want a cat even though im rly allergic to them

NAME THE FIRST SONG ON YOUR DISCOVER WEEKLY ON SPOTIFY OR THE FIRST SONG THAT COMES ON APPLE MUSIC / ITUNES SHUFFLE — the apocalypse made me brave by girlfriends

NAME A BOOK THAT YOU READ IN SCHOOL THAT YOU SURPRISINGLY LIKED — um probably like ,,, the crucible ,,,

NAME A BOOK YOU HATED THAT MOST PEOPLE LIKED — god i dont know i’m not hard to please bt i wont lie i also like ... didn’t finish half the books i was supposed to read in high school. of mice & men maybe ... i hated books that didn’t do much n just wrote a whole bunch of nothing even tho i like those books now ... i think bc they were for school ... outside of school i hated the hazelwood n i think that the grisha trilogy is a bit. weak. bt i love six of crows. n also the um. theres this one YA series tht i never read bt i can tell i dont like NJKSMDFFDG

WHAT TV SHOW DID YOU RECENTLY BINGE? WOULD YOU RECOMMEND IT? — schitt’s creek DSJKNFDGF um i’ve also been watching gossip girl a lot & also asoue & also also i just started watching um end of the f***ing world n its very good so ?? i watched the first episode of his dark materials n i liked it n i havent finished looking for alaska bt its also very good

WHAT FILM DID YOU LAST WATCH? DID YOU LIKE IT? — uuuhh i think it was scream tbh ??? and ya it was p swell

FAVOURITE QUOTE — im a slut for anne carson bt i cant name any quotes directly rn i have rocks for brains

LINK TO A VINE / TIK TOK / VIDEO THAT EXUDES YOUR ‘ENERGY’ — this immediately came to mind

DO YOU WRITE OUTSIDE OF RP? WHAT DO YOU WRITE? — i used to write outside of rp bt i havent in ages bt when i do its usually like modern magic / urban fantasy / whatevr those kinda elements n abt faeries bc i like faeries

THREE YOUTUBERS YOU STILL LOVE & TRUST — jenna marbles, micarah tewers, and uh ,,, claire frm bon apetit

A CELEBRITY CRUSH THAT JUST WON’T QUIT — cary elwes ... andrew scott ... anne hathaway ... first three tht came to mind

EVER MEET A CELEBRITY? SHARE YOUR STORY — no bt david dobrik was in miami and i was NOT and im UPSET bc i want his MONEY

WHAT’S YOUR PICTURE-PERFECT NIGHT? — i am not in pain. thats it thats all

A CONSPIRACY THEORY YOU KINDA BELIEVE IN — jeffrey epstein was murdered haha jk thats not a conspiracy theory thats FACTS

ARE ALIENS REAL? — ya sure why not

PLAY ANY PHONE GAMES? WHICH ONES? — lily’s garden please play im level 1241

PLAY ANY OTHER GAMES? WHICH ONES? — i played all the bioshock games n rly enjoyed them ... deponia the entire series which is still my favorite video game 2 this day

WHAT’S A FILM YOU LOVED WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG AND RECENTLY WATCHED, ONLY TO FIND OUT YOU DON’T ANYMORE — i never finished my rewatch of the golden compass bt thats just bc i didnt feel like finishing it uuuh ... i dont know i enjoy things too easily

DO YOU COLLECT ANYTHING? — buttons n seashells and rocks and flowers until theyre dead and then i collect dead flowers and then empty glass bottles that look kinda cool and jewelry boxes or tin containers and i used to kiss an index card every time i wore lipstick and kept it, i had over 100 filed away for no reason at all bt i lost them & then i also collect condoms :/

WHAT’S SOMETHING YOU WANT TO LEARN MORE ABOUT BUT YOU’RE TOO LAZY? — i wna learn how 2 make jewelry n like ,,, embroidery bt i know how to embroider i just wanna get back into it n i wna learn like. knowledge. academic stuff too bt im also too lazy and im just a dumb old horse so :/

THREE LANGUAGES YOU DON’T SPEAK, BUT WISH YOU COULD — italian n french n ig spanish too

MOVIE YOU’VE WATCHED MORE THAN 5 TIMES — shrek ? austin powers ? princess diaries / elle enchanted ?? halloweentown n all the sequels ??

NAME A FICTIONAL CHARACTER FROM TV/FILM/MOVIE/GAME/BOOK THAT YOU FIND YOURSELF PROJECTING ON / YOU RELATE TO — shawn spencer frm psych, veronica mars, penelope garcia frm criminal minds, mike myers’ cat in the hat, dr. evil frm austin powers bt also his son scott evil, scooby doo probably, daria ??? i relate to my dog bodhi :/ puddles the clown

IS THERE ANY MEDIA (BOOK/MOVIE/GAME/TV SHOW) YOU FEEL CHANGED YOU IN SOME WAY? — six of crows / fleabag / deponia theyve all made me cry before bt like. continuously cry.

DO YOU FOLLOW ANY SPORTS? WHO DO YOU ROOT FOR? — no.

HOBBIES BESIDES WASTING AWAY HERE? — um. redacted

PLUG A TV SHOW / MOVIE / BOOK / VIDEO GAME / ETC… YOU WISH MORE PEOPLE WOULD CHECK OUT — big fish directed by tim burton go stare at danny devito’s bare ass do it do it do it i never even finished the movie i dont think BJNSKDMLFG

TEAM EDWARD OR JACOB? (IF NOT APPLICABLE, WHO DO YOU LIKE MOST IN THE TWILIGHT SERIES) — edward

LAST MOVIE SEEN IN THEATRE — um thts rly hard bc i dont know bt i have a ticket so let me just check ,,, the joker i went n saw the joker

DO YOU STILL READ FOR FUN? — occasionally bt i dont have motivation so

IF SO, WHAT ARE YOU CURRENTLY READING? — n/a BDKFJ

ON A SCALE OF 1-10, HOW MUCH DID YOU HATE FILLING THIS OUT? – 5 bt thats just bc im not feeling gr8 today

[warmau]

{”Idol” Inspired AUs} Jin, Yoongi, Taehyung & Hoseok

find the other members (here) *these are based on the video, and in no means are meant to be super serious. they’re just things i came up with so enjoy ^^

Jin 

objective, often brutally critical, detective 

famous for his logic and observational skills - he’s hailed as the korean equivalent of sherlock holmes

his signature thinking pose involved him with his fingers under his chin

can tell a person whole life story

just by looking at them for a total of 35 seconds

this,,,,obviously doesn’t go over well with a lot of people 

who get puffy and irritated at jin simply ‘pointing out the obvious’

every assistant he’s ever had for his cases has quit - usually in tears

storming down the stairs out of his office as jin looks absentmindedly at them go

you,,,,just graduated college with a degree in forensic sciences

you’re not at all interested in being someones assistant - but for the time being you have to pay rent and therefore

you answer the ad in the paper by a man named mr. kim

when you arrive at the office, which is inside an old cobblestoned townhouse, you notice that it’s,,,,,,,quite messy

a desk pilled up high with papers and folders

crooked paintings on the wall

you think the person who lives here must really not care about anthing at all - their apperance might be as messy as their home

but when jin comes in from the kitchen

you nearly drop the deathgrip you have on your bag

because he’s gorgeous

blonde hair swept neatly from his face, a plaid blazer thrown over a pressed royal blue shirt

with golden buttons that match the cufflinks on his wrists

you feel your face grow hot because you’d expected someone far more -

“ugly? you thought i wouldn’t be well groomed because my place looks like this?”

jin asks, keeping a straight face and motioning to the room around him

you snap out of it, realizing he literally just read your mind and stammer out to apologize

“it’s fine. you’re not the first. so, what does a recent budding graduate want to do here - a clerical assistant is much below you degree. forensics i presume?”

“how did you -”

jin takes a sip from the glass he’s holding 

even from here you can tell that it isn’t just tea or an innocent pouring of juice

he runs his tongue along the lower part of his lip and tilts his head

“i can tell you’ve just graduated, seeing as though theres a keychain from a famous university in busan hanging off your bag. you were a student there, but stopped going - probably because you don’t have to. how do i know that? well it’s the middle of the fall semester right now.”

he pauses as your eyes widen

“forensics is my hypothetical guess because while you were waiting for me to show up you picked up a book off the floor. now most people would just grab it, get their dirty hands and fingerprints all over it but you’ve been trained and picked it up with minimal invasiveness by the corner of the spine. now tell me, am i not correct?”

you blink

“no, you’re completely correct.”

for the first time, jin emotes. it’s a smug smile as he sets his glass down on a wobbly looking tower of journals

he sits down across from you and asks again, “so - what do you want to do here?”

“i want to interview for the assistants position-”

jin leans forward, his eyes are a light honey brown as he bores them into your own

“do you really? i don’t quite think you do. you think this job is beneath you. id go even to say that you think you’d be bored here.”

your heartbeat quickens, how can he tell what you’re thinking so intimately and so quickly? it’s embarrassing it’s like nothing is a secret to him-

“so you’re young, you’re intelligent - according to your degree, and to top it all off you’re attractive. you think this job is transitional, under you -”

you flush, not sure if that was a compliment or an egging on to get you to quit 

“there are better things to do with your time and if you think that way then i do not believe you’ll be able to work-”

“i-”

jin stops, watching your lips quiver when you think of the words to say

like everyone else, you’re an open book to him, but there’s also a part of you that jin is sure he isn’t seeing

“i want to work with you. i might think im overqualified for the position but it’s you, you’re world famous and your skills - you could mentor me.”

jin frowns

“you’re here to work for me, im not going to just teach you all my tricks-”

suddenly the timidness in you is gone, your gaze transforms to serious so quickly that it almost knocks jin agast

“no. not teach me, i want to observe you. like you observe others.. so please, let me your assistant. ill work hard and i wont bother you. and ill continue to improve on myself, but i think working here with you-”

you smile suddenly and the softness is another blow in jin’s direction

his logical mind is trying to calculate your intentions

but you go between emotions and feelings so quickly that it makes his head go dizzy

“i think working here with you will be life changing.”

jin feels something tug on the inside of his chest, right above his heart. a weird sensation that he’s never had before

he touches it and you ask if he’s ok as he stares down at the carpet below

but then he stands up, scanning you fully

“your clothing is cheap, your hair was just washed with a coconut scent, and you enjoy the boring hobby of tennis in your free time. i can tell this all by looking at you. doesn’t that scare you?”

you shake your head

“i can critique every little flaw, find out all of your trauma and unwind it. doesn’t that piss you off?”

you shake your head again

jin grins, the smile makes his otherwise hard expression turn momentarily into one of approachable friendliness 

it makes you almost blush

“well, most people who come to interview are gone within the first minute. i congratulate you on making it a whole fifteen with me, you’re hired. be back here tomorrow at eight.”

you get up, reaching to take jin’s hand in gratitude

the skinship makes him almost gasp - eyes opening a little as you thank him with adoration 

when you leave, jin doesn’t watch

instead he stares down at the warm sensation on his palm where your hand had been

and thinks

this one,,,,,,,this one is interesting - let’s be careful not to fall deeper than we’d like 

Yoongi

a  mentalist with a boring ass day job

his ability is a sort of seventh sense - he can see the auras of people and the color tells him a variety of things about them

from mood, to intentions, he can basically read peoples minds

just by watching what colors swirl around them in a frenzy 

unfortunately, that kind of gift doesn’t really help you when you sit at a 9-5 desk job

yoongi knows he could probably donate his body to science,,,,,,or something 

but being experimented on his whole life is like not what he wants

plus his power could just be called “a lie”. he’s got no way to actually prove it to others

in a lot of ways it’s actually annoying 

the colors distract him

sometimes people have super strong auras that press onto yoongi and make him almost dizzy

other times they’re so weak and tiny, they’re like flickering strobes that make yoongi twitch

sometimes when people are talking, all blatantly lying to each other around the conference room table

yoongi has half the mind to jump up onto it and yell for everyone to at least try being truthful ONCE

for all the negative, dark reds and siring blacks of lies that are swarming his brain hurts

you start as a temp at yoongi’s office

you run around doing everyone elses dirty work basically and yoongi expects that he’ll absolutely hate being around you

because temps always have the worst auras

(rightfully so, they do have the shittiest jobs)

but your - your always a light calming blue

and yoongi doesn’t get that

you should be frustrated. pissed off. angry. moody.

but you’re just serene???? just zen????//

and yoongi doesnt ever find interest in others, but you - your color doesnt change

how can somone not be capable of lying, of other emotions? especially at a job where everything is super mundane

and you’re getting called on to do coffee runs or fixed jammed printers

one afternoon, yoongi can already feel someone descending on his cubical 

so he turns around just in time to catch you mid sentence

“im going to go get coffee for everyone, do you want any -”

yoongi’s eyes meet yours

and for the first time the aura around you starts twisting

and flashing

a whole rainbow of colors

yoongi’s never seen it before, people don’t usually show more than one color 

but as you’re frozen, stuck looking at him with wide eyes

your aura just goes nuts

“d-do you want anyt-anything?”

you finish, your aura still distracting as ever

yoongi gets up and you step back, worried that you might have come at a bad time

but he just gets closer, fascinated as the rainbow of colors dances around you

until the aura has come open and wraps its way around yoongi as well

he’s never experienced something like this before

being touched by an aura? being pulled into it

until he’s centimeters from your face

and you’re turning red hot with embarrassment as yoongi cant seem to get away either

he reaches out, the rainbow colors coming to knot around his hand as he places it on your cheek

“mr. min?!??”

you ask and suddenly yoongi snaps out of it

the rainbow colors dance off of his skin and go back to rotating around you

yoongi looks at you, speechless as you stare back

when he looks down - for the first time he sees his own aura

the usual grey, bored color is now full to life with colors

just like yours

“so-so do you want any coffee?”

you ask again and yoongi looks up 

this time past your aura, to your face - to your eyes to your nose to your lips 

and something feels a little warm in the center of his chest

rainbow auras,,,,,,,,rainbow auras what do they mean,,,,,,? 

he thinks and then he realizes that maybe they mean -

“sure, but let me go with you. carrying all those cups will be hard.”

yoongi offers, grabbing his coat and ushering you out into the hall

you’re surprised, but so are his co-workers

all who buzz with confusion because yoongi’s never been,,,,,,,,helpful like that. plus he doesn’t even like coffee,,,,

“maybe he’s got a thing for the temp.” one co-worker chimes

“maybe he’s in love.” another grins “he did look like he saw stars staring at them.”

Taehyung 

a overly passionate art professor 

who has an extensive knowledge of modern art and the deeper meanings behind the paintings and statues that he makes his students study

a lot of people are easily overwhelmed by taehyung

he stands out - in the way professors aren’t really supposed to 

with bright, vibrant hair - oversized glasses - and outfits that take pattern clashing and retro revival to a whole new level

the other professors don’t really like him, they gossip and complain about how he’s trying to ‘show off’ how he is so ‘childish’ and that he’s the reason students dont respect their professors anymore

but on the contrary, taehyung is probably the most liked by students because he’s so passionate

sometimes too much - to the point that students are a little unsure how to match his enthusiasm

but taehyung just pops with encouragement, telling students that their art comes from within and that absolutely nothing that they create will ever be worthless 

because it is all beautiful and all of it is connected to a greater desire in their hearts

am i saying he once jumped up on his desk while talking about edvard munch’s work

and then fell off because he tripped on a pen

and even while some students were calling the EMT he was still managing to lecture

taehyung being carried out on a stretcher: “AND REMEMBER - MODERNISM IS NOTHING WITHOUT SYMBOLISM! THE SCREAM IS ICONIC BECAUSE IT RESONATES WITH OUR FEARS! THE QUIZ IS ON MON-”

you’re the unsuspecting adjunct that gets hired to work beside taehyung in the art department for the new fall semester

he’s a modernist and enjoys experimental art, while you teach art history as well as classic portraits and landscapes

you and him are on opposite ends of the art spectrum

and even before you meet him people are mumbling that he’s ,,,,,bonkers - annoying and loud and you’ll absolutely dread working with him

one of the professors even says that taehyung’s interest in modern art isn’t really an interest in “art” but in “garbage”

all those words make you angry, not at taehyung - but at how people are talking about him

because when taehyung comes through the art offices door

(he’s got a cast on because he LITERALLY broke his ankle falling off that desk)

he knows,,,,subconsciously,,,,,that you’re probably going to dislike him because people talk behind his back and yadda yadda

but instead you rush right up to him - beaming and go

“i heard you were talking about munch when this happened, you wouldn’t mind if i drew a tiny screaming man on your cast - would you?”

taehyung thinks he’s fucking in love

you guys get along really well - you don’t have half near the energy that taehyung does

but you love it 

you even find yourself sneaking in to sit in on his classes

and taehyung hovers over you when you’re going over lesson plans because WOW he was an art major too but he didn’t know that about that painting!

you and taehyung eating in the professors lounge together talking about art exhibits

anyone who walks past cant even say hi to either of you because you’re so caught up in your own bubble

the students catch on too

one day taehyung is bouncing up and down getting ready to go on a forty minute lecture about cubism 

when a student raises his hand and is like “professor, don’t you think the new adjunct is cute?”

taehyung turning bright red: “you know what i think is cute????? georges braque!!!!!! and his cubes!!!!!!!!!!!! you know !!!!!!!!”

the student smugly: “sure, but the adjunct too right?”

taehyung trying to not sweat and avoid the question: “,,,,,,,,POP QUIZ EVERYONE PUT YOUR THINGS AWAY”

but tbh taehyung cant stop thinking about it,,,,,because well you ARE cute,,,,,,,,,maybe he’d even go as far as to say beautiful,,,,,,

no no no taehyung think of all the picasso paintings you know and name them and dont think about how the adjunct looked super nice today with their hair down - TAEHYUNG THINK 

seeing you in the hall later, taehyung nearly has to pull the stripped beret he’s wearing over his face

because when you smile his heart beats faster than he does when he’s at the museum 

and you stop infront of him, saying something about a faculty meeting 

but all taehyung can hear is the soft sound of music and the floating, abstract hearts that have appeared around your head

and oh my god when did your lips look like his favorite shade of pink - the one he gets at the art supply store - gamblin artist’s oil color radiant magenta 37,,,,,,,,

“taehyung are you listening?”

snapping out of it, taehyung tries to plaster a big grin on his face

“of course! yes!”

“of course,,,,,,you want to get dinner with me after the faculty meeting?”

taehyung’s heart stops. he’s pretty sure this is what it feels like to have someone look at a new sculpture for the first time

“i,,,,y-yes”

you shyly clasp your hands together and tell him to pick you up outside of the office afterwards

he agrees, turning on his heel to watch you happily float down the hall

and taehyung feels his chest about to erupt - because ok ok ok he did just agree to a date with you

and you’re the one who asked him

and it wasn’t like a dream in his head 

pablo picasso voice: go on young artist, go and experience the love that will inspire you to paint

taehyung talking to the pablo picasso in his brain: do you think i should switch this beret for some funky suspenders or is that corny?

pablo picasso: bro i was an artist i dont know anything about fashion also im dead jkjk

Hoseok 

the unlikely superhero 

literally has no idea how he got here,,,,,,,

he was just walking down the street when people started yelling saying there was someone on the roof of a building being held at knife point 

and hoseok was eating icecream on his way from the gym like oh man that sounds scary!!!!

when suddenly the ice cream fell out of his hand

and hoseok,,,,,for some reason,,,,,,,,was growing???!?!

till he was a????? whole giant?????

people scrambling to get out of his way as he went up up up until-

“oh,,,,hey”

hoseok says awkwardly, his head coming to level with the roof and looking at a blaclava dude holding the knife to a frightened looking hostages throat

but with one look at hoseok - whose got to be like thirty feet or more

the knife drops and the dude makes a run for it

without really thinking hoseok out stretches his arm, his giant finger coming to block the doors entrance 

“can like the police down there hurry up?” he calls

not even noticing the tiny sting when the criminal tries to stab at hoseok with his knife

hoseok turns his attention to the hostage, you 

whose staring up at hoseok with your mouth wide open

hoseok laughs, it thunders above the city

“this is as shocking to you as it is to me, i didn’t know i could do this!

“you’re a monster!”

the criminal screams, pushing and pulling at hoseok’s giant hand

hoseok looks over, raising an eyebrow

“i mean i guess i-”

“no!”

you cut hoseok off and he returns his gaze to you

his eyes are huge, the size of a small swimming pool at this height

but you look confidently at him

“you’re a hero! you saved me from that idiot!”

the criminal: i am not an idio-

hoseok: shuttup before i squash you bro

the police arrive, apprehending the criminal and trying not to skwak at hoseok who gives a friendly wave 

being careful not to hit any of the surrounding buildings

one of the cops wants to escort you down to the ground, but you smile at hoseok and ask if he’ll get you down instead

with a small blush, he opens his hand so you can climb into the center of his palm

and carefully, as if he’s holding a tiny bird and not you

he bends over to place you safely back on the sidewalk

(all while the traffic behind his huge legs beeps for him to somehow get out of the way)

after a moment or two, hoseok feels a sort of jolt and gradually he grows smaller and smaller

till he’s back to his normal human height

and you clap your hands in front of him

you look nothing like you’ve just been held hostage - instead you look like a kid at disney land as you stare at hoseok with all the admiration you can muster

“thanks so much!”

you throw yourself into his hands and hoseoks flushes again

“n-no problem,,,,that was so weird i must have scared everyone!”

he laughs as his arms gently come around your waist in a comforting manner

you pull back and shake your head

“you’re not scary, you’re cool - like a superhero!”

“well,,,it was my first time being one”

you grin

“what an honor, i was the first person you saved!”

hoseok gets all shy rubbing at his neck and murmuring that it probably wont happen again he should go see a doctor or something

but you’re excited, grabbing his hand and claiming him a hero

and hey maybe he really could get used to being a hero,,,,,,,

if he figures out how in the world he got this superpower?!?!!?

[hedgewolf-hunters]

Silence is golden

Drake: Hey you guys want to see one of my adventures from last week? Than take a seat and open those ears up cause have i got a story for you.

In the city of Etrinitat on the corner of main and etheral st a two story old-fashioned wooden establishment sits. The sign a top the doors reads, Alpha & Omega, Bar and grill. Inside was a bustling collection of mobians big and small from avians to deep diggers to the deepest underwater divers. A female dark red wolf is behind a bar counter serving older customers liquor drinks and scaring off under age kids. She has two blue stripes under her sea blue eyes and her hair like fur is done in a single massive braid. Shes wearing a sleevless leather jacket with a tank top underneath, dark blue skin tight jeans and spiked boots on her feet.

"Mom im cutting out early today." A maroon colored male wolf with hedgehog quills barely extending from his head says to the female. He has a black stripe going down the only two quills he has and the same matching blue stripes under his glowing amber eyes. The male is in a sleevless parka, black zipper boots, and gloves with a slightly raised bump on the knuckles.

"Yeah and do what my son?" She asks. Turning to him after serving another customer. The boy places down a crystal double tapping it so a hologram of a bounty appears. Its of a raccon with a list of crimes.

"Drake this guy is an sociopath with a hard on for killing hunters and civilians. Not to mention he probably has a following with him." The woman says.

"Mom i know this. Its the reason i took the job in the first place. You know physical attacks either don't connect or do any real damage, not to mention I'm probably one of only two other people in this building who can actually get close to him." Drake says.

"Sky let the boy go. He needs to learn to take care of himself anyway, and he cant do that if you hold him back from jobs or doing them alone." A purple hedgehog says from the door leading to the kitchen. Her eyes are normal amber compared to the boys, her quills done in a ponytail are greying slightly at the tips as they stop just past halfway down the door. She has a single white stripe on top of her head down her middle quill and a black stripe down each of her outer quills. Shes dressed in sports top and short, and hightop shoes with a chef outfit over it all.

"Thank you Aunt Aura. See mom even Auntie thinks i should give at least one solo job a shot. Look if it doesnt turn out to well than i will not ask again to take a solo. But if it does than can you please just let me do my own every now and then?" Drake asks his over protective mother. Sky bites her lip wanting to say no but knowing they both have a point.

"Fine. But if you get into any trouble trigger the flare and your brother will be there to back you up." Sky says locking a braclet around her second sons wrist.

"Will do ma. Alright ill be back in a couple days. He's in the grassland plains. How he hasnt been caught already, besides his psychotic nature, ill be finding out soon enough." Drake says picking up the crystal and running out the door. He kicks into high gear once outside the bar and runs across the city in a minute flat to the west wall gate.

By nightfall Drake has finally escaped the great forest that surrounds his home and the city. He groans stretching.

"Damn i really wish i had dads super speed, but no, it went to Scarlet and Inferna only. Me and Bane gotta push just to keep up and i have to push harder since Bane can clear the forest in minutes thanks to his wings." Drake grumbles to himself as he stretches his sore legs. A orb flies out from his jacket.

"Oh stop complaining. Your compensation for these little differences is me and our shared abilities. After all none of them can use the Astral plane, like i told you to use, to travel nearly instantly." A feminine voice says from the orb.

"I got excited and forgot ok. No need to chew my head off Aster. Besides wheres the adventure in instant travel? If we had we wouldn't had to chase away those pups from the cargo transport and kept supplies running to the city." Drake says to the orb. The feminine voice huffs and returns to his jacket.

"Fine but when this job is done we go home my way. Last thing we need is for you to lose your prey fending off adolescent feral wolves again." Aster says before going silent again. Drake chuckles as he starts running again headed to the city of the plains Primous.

Day break arrives and Drake yawns from his room inside a old fashioned inn. He arrived around midnight in the city and could only find this building to rest in. He stretches getting a few pops in his back from sleeping on the lumpy mattress. He grunts as he gets up off the bed and walks to the sink in the room. He spashes ice cold water in his face and reaches into one of his inner jacket pockets. Seemingly deeper than it looks he pulls out some morning hygiene tools.

Half an hour later Drake heads down to the main floor and walks out waving bye to the shop keep. The town is now bustling with buisness, cars driving by pedestrians walking around and kids heading to schools nearby. Drake smiles as he jumps up onto the roof and takes in a birds eye view of the city. Whistling as the crowded busy streets clog up in the mornng traffic. A few sky scrapers litter the city and a few cathedrals, his targets usual dumping sites. Smirking Drake jumps from the building and lands on the sidewalk, he heads into the deeper parts of town blending in as much as he can.

Three hours later Drake is stopped at the last cathedral in the city.

"The place where it all started. A city inspector came to check on the building and found several dead bodies placed in various forms of worship. The cops caught video footage of the raccoon in question shortly after the bodies were found in other cathedrals. Mobians have been scared of this place ever since and the neighborhood has been evacuated do to that fear." Aster says while Drake stands by the doors.

"And some mobians have come to worship him as a new messiah with the messages he's left with the last seven victims. I wonder why is it than that they cant trace his signal during the 'Prayer' as its been labeled. Someones gotta have a clue to where this loon is." Drake mumbles as he stares at the gothic doorway of the church. He scratches his head as he turns around and bumps into a young female raccoon.

"My bad little lady didnt see you there." Drake says taking a knee to help her up. She shakes her head with a small smile as she takes his hand of help. Drake smells the blood and goes wide eyed for a second before passing out from a needle in his neck. Aster stays silent as Drake passes out.

"See momma I caught the bad man after daddy." The raccoon girl says pulling the needle out and waving at a bush. The female fox that ran the inn Drake slept at walks out.

"Good girl. Now lets get him inside before anyone sees." The fox says grabbing Drake by his feet.

An hour later Drake groans awake strapped to a table with a light glaring down at him. He thinks back to what happened before he fell out. The flash back coming back he sighs and grinds his teeth a little.

"Seems someone is noticing his mistake." Aster says. Drake glares at his jacket quickly and than lays back.

"Cant blame you for that one, i deserved it. Guess the bait was too good for him to pass up." Drake mutters under his breath to Aster. She snorts in reply and Drake feels something hovering over his hands.

"Not yet, let the bait settle a little more. But if you feel like im in trouble...feel free to get dirty." Drake says the sensation leaves his wrist as Aster sighs. Drake whistles a tune from his childhood as he waits for the next half an hour till his target appears. A four foot tall raccon with well built frame wearing a priests robe.

"Hello my little sheep. Glad to see your comfy in your protective bindings." The raccoon says.

"Well you left me on this slab with nothing to get comfy with so i made do." Drake replies.

"Heh you are quite the talkative type arent you little sheep." He says.

"No shit Sherlock, I've been stuck up here for half an hour with nothing to do but whistle an old lullaby." Drake says

"Hmm, do you know why you are here little-"

"Call me little sheep one more time and I'm gonna tear a hole through your windpipe." Drake interrupts the raccoon getting tired of that comendering tone that follows the words.

"Fine than hunter, i assume you are here for my head but it seems you're about to lose yours." The raccoon says dropping the fatherly tone to his true thug accent. He walks towards a table with a bloody cloth over it and powerlines leading out from underneath it.

"You assume I'll lose my head here, but let me ask you, do you know why i didn't tear your daughter in half before the needle touched my skin? Or why I didn't drag your wife out of the bushes when they hid behind me?" Drake asks making the raccoon stop in his tracks. Aster uses the moment to slice the straps lightly, enough that they can be broken with even the slightest move. The raccoon turns around glaring at Drake.

"Dude you think I didnt notice the table setting in the back of the inn? Or that i was being followed from cathedral to cathedral? Not to mention your ladies eyes when she heard me say i was a hunter." Drake says. The raccoon looks confused.

"Than why did you allow yourself to be captured?" He asks walking over to Drake puzzled now.

"Honestly i didnt know you would send your own flesh and blood to capture me, that threw me for a loop for a second. But its just how I hunt by myself. I dont go looking for prey i let them come to me." Drake finishes with a grin freeing his hand and grabbing the raccoon by his robe and tossing him over the table with the power tools. Drake quickly curls into a spin dash to free himself and stands up on the floor. Two gunshots in his direction make him turn towards the firing squad of the wife and child. Rubbing the bridge of his nose Drake summons Aster in physical form. A scythe blade with a gap where its connected to the curved staff, a smaller blade growing out the opposite side. Gold trimm visibly and bulbously formimg a drip down pattern down the staff till it reaches the bottom where the gold turns into a spear point.

Drake spins the scythe around in his hand as he walks towards the two females. Bullets bounce off the scythe like rubber as Drake gets closer to them. Once the ammunition is out Drake stops spinning the scythe and grabs a point on the foxes collar bone that sends her to sleep. He back steps the small Raccoon and slams the wood down across her back before striking her several times with his fingers in specific locations to immobolize her and put her to sleep as well.

"Now that the peanut gallery is take care of, where were we?" Drake asks gibing Aster one final spin before resting her against his shoulder. The male Raccoon has stumbled back on the floor.

"You are some sort of Demon, you must be!" He exclaims. Drake snorts as he grips Aster with both hands.

"Hear that Aster, he thinks we're demons." Drake says. A shimmer from the balde makes the Raccoon back up more.

"Ah if only he could hear me, id havea few choice words for him to show him how demon like we are." Aster says to Drake. Drake grins watching as the man scrambles for a knife. He stops a few feet away from the raccoon whos now on his feet with a serrated blood covered machete. Drake leans one foot forward and one foot back, lowering Aster to hover above the floor he holds her with both hands at the ready to swing. The raccoon charges at Drake like a scared child wildy swinging the machete. Drake waits till hes within two feet of them and swings Aster in an upward arc going right through him, than coming back down in the opposite direction. He side steps as the raccoon passes him still swinging scared. Drake finishes by slicing aster through his neck. All three attacks leave no mark on the raccoon whos confused as he felt the blade go through him all three times.

"Im gonna give you two options now psycho. Come quietly and live out your days in a jail cell nice and comfy. Or." Drake says snapping his fingers. The cuts slowly form where the blade touched, not deep like they should be but enough that they are drawing faint amounts of blood.

"I let your cuts form fully to the point of no return." Drake says making a slicing motion with his thumb across his throat. The raccoon gasps in pain feeling the sensation of the two across his body getting deeper agonizingly slowly.

"Please, just stop the pain! Take me in but stop this torture." He begs. Drake raises a brow and steps over to the writhing raccoon.

"You think this is pain? You think i should show you mercy that you never showed to twenty others? No this isnt pain and suffering, this isnt torture yet little sheep." Drake says makimg the raccoon look up at him for a moment. In that moment drake showed him something few others see unless he wants them too.

"Remember you know nothing of suffering, pain, or torture. I'll take you in but you nore your family will remember the other. Of that i will make sure of." Drake says lifting Aster and slamming the spear point down onto his targets head.

Drake: No i didnt kill the guy. Aster can sever bonds and memories with her spear point. I simply took all threes memories of being together from the point of the killings. The wife thought he had left her and the child and thats the way it will stay while the shit rots his life away in prison now. And quick note from the mun that no more stories this week. He'll have more ready next week but this week he will be focusingnon his other project. If you want to Rp with us we can do that or answer questions. But no stories for the next six days.

[brain-stormer-blog1]

Modern, Muggle Marauders

[wolfstar and jily/jegulily, 15,523 words]

Remus

oversized sweaters and button downs all day everyday

ink stained hands

collects old books - Most have torn pages and faded ink from constant rereading.

has too many half written stories all featuring the same characters he’s overly attached to (an: oh shit its actually me)

somehow always carries chocolate or knows the nearest place he can get some. works in a book store (an: I just love this au too much ik its cliché as hell)

WELSH ACCENT

can and will fall asleep anywhere

all his clothes have rips in them or are extremely worn - not on purpose like Padfoot however (’MOONY ITS PUNK ROCK SHUT UP AND GIMME THE SCISSORS’)

enjoys the rain a lot - lucky they stay in Scotland then

Amber eyes and golden hair that lightly curls with his love of the rain (James gets jealous bc hes the ‘curly haired friend’)

always carries a notebook, of which he has wayyyyy too many

knows too many constellations which he doodles in all of his notebooks and always keeps track of the moon phases, hence the nickname

his sleep schedule is beyond screwed - probably caused by “ nope I cant sleep without reading Pads,” and then getting completely transfixed by a fictional world

always sketching people around him, he could happily sit in a café all day and draw everyone there, maybe he has an entire notebook of Padfoot sketches, maybe he does not, who knows

can’t function without coffee

very trustworthy of his friends almost too trusting, but can barely talk to a person outside of their group

almost too pale, couldn’t tan if he tried all that the sun does is give him a light dusting of freckles and chases away his beloved rain

loves living in the attic of their huge shared home (curtesy of James’ insanely large inheritance and Sirius’ uncle Alphaard) it has wooden walls and an obscene amount of plants, his favourite part is a large window on the ceiling that he enjoys climbing out especially when its drizzling when the others join him

usually the subject of Padfoot’s (favourite) polaroids

probably the only guy there that thinks of the consequences of a situation before they become a reality

the responsible one

can read & write music

pianist

Lily & Peter read all of his stories - annoyed they aren’t finished loves animals, still pretends to be annoyed when James brings home stray dogs

gets sick constantly and secretly finds it hilarious when Sirius freaks out and acts like his nurse

Sirius

constantly painting, drawing and creating awesome art pieces

photography nerd - has a huge collection of polaroids & pinholes in his ‘dark room’ (a cupboard under the stairs that has a red light)

owns a motorbike that he is constantly repairing and is attempting to convince

James to get one too “prongs we’ll look awesome c’mon do it or the aesthetic” James can’t ride a damn bicycle

always stealing Remus’ sweaters, even thought they are all about 10 sizes too big

has at least 15 leather jackets.(Wears one bc Moony got him patches for it years ago)

Long black hair that is always falling into tired grey eyes - Walburga has threatened to chop it off too many times

works in an art gallery, occasionally slips in his own work (the manager knows but she loves his work)

angsty as hell

always listening to music - preferably on vinyls  “I don’t care how expensive it is Wormtail, it sounds far better (also it’s not my credit card its my cousin Bellatrix’s so???)

Smoker (probably for the aesthetic tbh) “yeah right Moons it makes me punk rock as shit,”

wears his biker boots all day everyday

plays guitar (secretly acoustic is his favourite)

all his clothes are ripped as heck

very very protective of his friends, has given out and received his fair share of black eyes for this “its for a noble cause also it makes me look pun-”        “ Padfoot for god sake we get it you’re punk rock!”

terrible at showing negative emotions but has learned to when it comes to Prongs and Moony - he’s getting there with some of the others

obsessive in his love for dogs and is genuinely offended when Lily gets a cat, the day he found out  James bought it the word ‘betrayal’ is genuinely used, even more offended when Regulus began playing with the cats “ Sirius I’m named after a star in the LEO constellation???”

such a drama queen (speaking of Queen imagine him & Bohemian Rhapsody?)

tries to hide his aristocratic background, though his mannerisms show it off quite often

fluent in French he has a slight French accent

Lives on Tumblr (surprisingly this was never meant on this site) & Netflix

also memorises the moon phases ( just to impress Remus honestly)

makes awful puns constantly “I’m serious”       “nah I’m Sirius you’re James”         “ugh are you fucking serious”         “nah I’m fucking Moony” *atrocious wink*

ripped skinny jeans - Wormtail still calls him emo for it

James

super athletic

Loves photography claims to use the best equipment but still constantly invades Sirius’ excuse for a dark room

plays drums

somehow the only one who can cheer up Regulus instantly

only has 1 pair of glasses even though he is horrendously clumsy, Lily is assuming he is just seeing how much tape he can build up before they are entirely useless

obsessed over football - he manages a small team that he is way too enthusiastic about

still surprised Lily even talks to him “James we’ve been dating for 5 years stop being a prat”

plans out the biggest pranks and somehow manages to get everyone involved, if he doesn’t they turn to shit but that’s a ‘secret’ everybody knows only shoes he actually ones are trainers & football boots “James you are not wearing Nikes to Alice and Franks bloody wedding!”

really competitive

obsessively plays Xbox and has weekly gaming nights with everyone (Sirius always rage quits) Wormtail is the only one who is still playing with him after 30 minutes

goes on tones of unplanned road trips with Lily

tries a weird new diet practically every week, sort of a health freak

way too much house pride - his whole room is decorated red and gold

has an old pickup truck he prides too much even though he is almost needing to fix it as much as Sirius and his ancient motorbike

the ‘mom friend’ always looking after everyone

Peter

actually the only reason they don’t all eat fast food & take aways 24/7 - he’s a great cook

proof reads all of Remus’ stories for him before they get posted

works as a barista in a grunge as hell café across the road - the others always hang out there when he’s working

secretly enjoys the challenge of James’ strange dieting (gluten free+ vegan month was definitely a challenge though)

owns 2 pet rats - is scared shitless that Regulus’ pet snake is going to eat them at one point

really good at giving gifts because he’s great at listening to people has a massive collection of hoodies for no apparent reason

always third wheeling because of Wolfstar and Jily, it’s better now that Regulus has move in though

really good at video games - occasionally lets James win because he gets too moody otherwise

bassist

only listens to indie & grunge music - secretly loves Sirius’ obsession with vinyls

Lily

not super feminine but always has the latest fashion trends - usually fairly alternative (known to sport the jeans + fishnets thing that looks bomb as hell)

reads almost as much as Remus and is always hanging out in the book shop he works at

really enjoys playing football with James - finds it hilarious when he gets competitive

super long ginger hair + green eyes

loves tattoos, has handpoked a few of her own (mainly gets them done professionally, her friend Marlene is a tattoo artist) & Sirius let her do a moon on his wrist

doesn’t know that James reads all the books she talks about until she finds 3 of them hidden on his side of them wardrobe and interrogates him

super spontaneous really enjoys the constant unplanned road trips

does a lot of digital art, usually draws characters from books most often the characters Remus will never let go of in his stories

can ride a motorbike and occasionally takes Sirius’ for a spin

just a badass tbh

everyone takes their problems to her because she somehow has a solution for everything

wants to get into interior design and when they move in she helps everyone decorate their rooms, constantly adding to their home paints a different wall every week

literally friends with everyone - nobody dislikes her and probably couldn’t if they tried

has a weird skill for knitting, likely the source of 90% of Remus’ holy sweaters

obsessed with ‘retro’ things, favourite things tend to be from the 80s/90s

always helping Wormtail when he is baking, as long as she gets the first taste

[thesteveyates]

Now, should that be ‘who’ or ‘whom‘ ? my grammatical’s are never the best.

In this post i am going to finish my current writing and video project : that of reviewing the boats and  books of the late L. Francis Herreshoff.  In previous posts i took a look at ‘The Compleat Cruiser‘ and ‘Sensible Cruising Designs‘ .  Just as i was finishing the last episode contained within my post ‘The poor man’s yacht’ the third book arrived in the post, this one being ‘The golden age of yachting’.   It’s most likely that i won’t get the video finished for this post because , shock-horror, i have actually got my boat alongside and i am actually getting some jobs done.

So, in this post i am going to take a look at 2 things : first the new book, as it covers a whole load of material from the big racing cutters of the late Victorian era and onwards, to a whole section about the glory days of the steam yacht…..essentially small private steamships.   Second, i am going to try and get a sense of what Herreshoff’s America was actually like, what was going on at that time and so forth.  The period that Herreshoff talks about in ‘The compleat cruiser’ and ‘Sensible cruising designs‘ seems to be the 1950’s or at least the immediate post second world war period.  I said in my first section of the review that i really couldn’t get a feel for what the USA was like at the time so i had a lot of fun doing some basic research.  The best way of putting that across seemed to be via a whole load of images, it being said that a picture is worth a thousand words…..so i have saved a few eh !

Ok so, first i would just like to say a few words about the structure and content of the book.    First there is a quick historical tour of the early days of going on the water as a leisure experience as opposed to warfare and trade.  The first ‘proper’ yachts as we might know them appearing as small armed sailing ships in the reformation period.

After that it’s straight into the big steam yachts and from there a technical discussion about the marine steam engine and then logically into smaller, faster steam launches such as ‘Turbinia’ which i had heard about.   After that it’s into the really big sailing, racing and cruising, yachts including the big private cutters and schooners up to and including the inter-war years.  After that there are sections about the ‘J’ class and the races for the America’s cup.

The racing cutter ‘Reliance‘ in dry dock, one of the most extreme and short lived boats ever built.

Lets take a look at the kind of thing, i hesitate to say boat, that Herreshoff is talking about in his section about the great era of steam yachts.  The one i found a useful image of online actually made me smile in the same way that my recent boat names thread did : boats such as ‘Chuckle’ (Chuckle made me smile post), recently, ‘Fat bottom Girl’ and most recently the appropriately named ‘Slaphead’.            I do love a good boat name, especially the ones that are a bit more personal than the endless ocean this and storm that.

The steam yacht below is, as far as i can tell, ‘La Belle Sauvage’ and if you know modern steampunk literature at all you will know that ‘La Belle Sauvage’ also appears in a book except that it’s in Philip Pullman’s recent book from the dust series and it’s a canoe.  It is owned by the hero of the story , a young boy and it’s owners friend keeps over-painting the name to call it ‘La Belle Sausage‘.  I read Pullman’s book while i was recuperating from my knee surgery and it made a nice relief from far too much Solzhenitsin, Dostoyevsky and Nietzsche…..far too heavy a diet !

La Belle Sausage then in all it’s obnoxious glory.  Lets just call it the BS for short.

Now i don’t know how many crew it took to run the ship, for small steamship it was, and to look after the maybe half dozen family and guests but a similar ‘yacht’ had 140 crew*  according to the book !       As i sit and try to account for that many people i start at one end, so obviously a captain and mate or 2, then a chief engineer and probably a couple of engineers mates, after that i guess a bunch of sweaty stokers and oilers.  What else ? a bosun and some deckhands, quite a few stewards to pander to the owner’s every wish, maybe a governess and teacher if the family had children, but 140…..i wouldn’t even be able to remember their names.  That one maybe was a bit unusual being a ‘Royal’ yacht so add to the ‘useful’ crew a whole load of ladies-in-waiting and basically flunkies of some kind …..the norm for the ‘great’ steam yachts being a mere 40-50 or so.

Just to put that in context, the great clipper ship Cutty Sark, of the same approximate time frame sailed with a crew of between 26 and 30.  Cutty Sark carried some 32.000 square feet of sail and she was said to be able to run at an average speed of 17 knots….to put that into context the maxi yachts that i sailed, considered to be the big boats of that era carried around 5,000 square feet of sail and usually had around 17 or so crew.             I have laid alongside a couple of big modern superyachts (power) and the biggest of those ‘only’ had 40 crew including one stewardess who just looked after the owner’s wife’s clothes.  I have heard it said that the modern superyachts owned by the current super-wealthy run with about the same number of crew, except that quite a few of the newer ones include a heavy contingent of personal security.

Herreshoff tells us that this was the glory days of the great steam yacht and genteel living for a few aristocratic families.  Somehow i thought these would be the newly wealthy of the USA in it’s prosperous pre-first war era but apparently not.  Although there was some new wealth, even super-wealth, most of the big yachts were from Europe and a several of those were British owned.  Now, ok so the British Royals had one or 2, and several big racing cutters for sport, Britannia for example, the Kaiser (some German geezer with a dodgy helmet) had one….oh and he had a big schooner as a racing dayboat ! etc etc.

Kaiser Wilhelm 2nd aboard the Meteor 

Before i get too far into my own opinions about Herreshoff’s ‘golden era’ it would be as well to read some of his words.  These short takes are from the sections about the great steam yachts : only one of several sections of the book.

Herreshoff says :

“One of the things i remember about the large steam yachts was their characteristic and delightful odor.  If you passed under the stern or close to leeward of one of them you smelled the combined odor of new varnish, linseed oil, brass polish , Havana cigars and champagne all mingled with engine room smells and the slight odor of teak and other exotic woods, to say nothing of the burned gases of the naptha launches .  To a sailor this combination was delightful.

Unfortunately there have been handed down some strange stories about life in the larger American yachts.   I can assure you that these stories are not typical of the life that was actually led in these yachts when whole families were usually present.  I believe life on the larger English yachts was the most refined of that of any class that has been known

Their owners were often titled men and their ladies descended from ancient earls.  This perhaps was one of the reasons they were such good sailors”

Me again : well i can hardly keep my bile in check.  I can only guess that life aboard was something like an upstairs/downstairs division of class.  For sure the captain may have been held in some regard as a competent and loyal retainer but from there on down i suspect that it was a stratified society all the way downhill to the lowly stokers who, Herreshoff says, were controlled by the Ch.eng with threats and persuasions !   I guess that a ‘job is a job’ at any time and maybe a job on a steam yacht was a lot better than some.

Nor can i see how Herreshoff gets from a descent from ancient earls to ‘good sailors’, i once had the pleasure of knowing an old yacht surveyor who had sailed on the big cutters and the J class yachts. I cant imagine the landed gentry somehow as bowmen or mastmen aloft on a big racing cutter….perhaps ‘good sailor’ simplay meant that they knew which side of the boat to up-chuck on.   The old surveyor i knew told me that the skippers and crew of those big boats were made up principally of Essex smacksmen who sailed and fished all winter off the coasts of Europe and then made their real money by crewing the big race boats during the summer.  The lives of the smacksmen makes for much more interesting reading to my mind but that doesn’t appear in Herreshoff’s book at all but what does appear is his apparent disdain for professional yacht captains of his own era.

I find it very hard to read this kind of thing, although technically interesting, without holding in mind the greater history of the period. That i find is my own take on all of Herreshoff’s books where the boats and sailing seem to be happening in a vacuum with  no reference to anything else going on  : a couple of major wars for example.   If we take just one enormously privileged and powerful royal dynasty’s of the time, the Saxe-Coburgs for example, in one branch we get the British royals, in another the Russian Czar and then of course we have Kaiser Wilhelm…..well between them i think they should have had the power and influence to prevent the catastrophe of 1914-18 and none of them did.  I can barely control my contempt for the whole useless lot of them.

Dodgy helmet day !……what a total arse .

Well….lets move on.

In parallel with reading Herreshoff’s ‘Golden age of Yachting’ i have been trying to create a sense of what Herreshoff’s America was like at the time he wrote ‘The Compleat Cruiser‘.       That period seems to be the immediate post second world war period, so the 1950’s and i only have a fragmented idea of what that period was like in any sense.      I’ve studied the history of the cold war, so called, from a British perspective because i had an interest and i lived very close to the UK’s own ‘V’ bomber bases. Of course these were the early years of the nuclear era with the USA developing the hydrogen bomb in 1952 and the Soviet Union having a fully functioning  weapon by 1955.

That was only one small area though so i did searches for everything from returning servicemen and what their lives were like, the politics of the era for example the MCcarthy hearings and the civil rights movement.  While reading ‘The Compleat Cruiser’ i wondered what Mr and Mrs Goddard, their daughter ‘Miss Prim’ and her mate Veronica  looked like, what their homes were like, what it was like at work and so on.  From there i looked at advertising, art and music : did you know for example that doctors were portrayed in cigarette advertising not only smoking but claiming that smoking was healthy and good for you ?

What i did then was to create a series of image files about different aspects of American’s lives as seen through the camera, through advertising and art and simple searches of some events.   The 1950’s not only appear to me now as a period of radical change about to happen but look very visually different to what i was expecting.   Here they are with a short explanation of each slide show file.  They really need a soundtrack, maybe a big band sound, maybe Elvis ! …..lets make it Glen Miller :

1.Returning servicemen.

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2.The nuclear age.

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3.The life of work.

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4.Home life.

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5.Fashion.

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6.Politics.

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8.Culture.

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Now i just need a good sailing book written in the 1960’s…..that would be fun !

      *British Royal yacht ‘Osborne’, according to Herreshoff the usual complement was about 50 crew.

A Golden age….but for who ? Now, should that be 'who' or 'whom' ? my grammatical's are never the best.

[nox-writings-blog]

modern, muggle headcanons

[wolfstar and jily/jegulily, 1,5523]

 Remus

oversized sweaters and button downs all day everyday

ink stained hands

collects old books - Most have torn pages and faded ink from constant rereading.

has too many half written stories all featuring the same characters he’s overly attached to (an: oh shit its actually me)

somehow always carries chocolate or knows the nearest place he can get some.

works in a book store (an: I just love this au too much ik its cliché as hell)

WELSH ACCENT

can and will fall asleep anywhere

all his clothes have rips in them or are extremely worn - not on purpose like Padfoot however (’MOONY ITS PUNK ROCK SHUT UP AND GIMME THE SCISSORS’)

enjoys the rain a lot - lucky they stay in Scotland then

Amber eyes and golden hair that lightly curls with his love of the rain (James gets jealous bc hes the ‘curly haired friend’)

always carries a notebook, of which he has wayyyyy too many

knows too many constellations which he doodles in all of his notebooks and always keeps track of the moon phases, hence the nickname

his sleep schedule is beyond screwed - probably caused by “ nope I cant sleep without reading Pads,” and then getting completely transfixed by a fictional world

always sketching people around him, he could happily sit in a café all day and draw everyone there, maybe he has an entire notebook of Padfoot sketches, maybe he does not, who knows

can’t function without coffee

very trustworthy of his friends almost too trusting, but can barely talk to a person outside of their group

almost too pale, couldn’t tan if he tried all that the sun does is give him a light dusting of freckles and chases away his beloved rain

loves living in the attic of their huge shared home (curtesy of James’ insanely large inheritance and Sirius’ uncle Alphaard) it has wooden walls and an obscene amount of plants, his favourite part is a large window on the ceiling that he enjoys climbing out especially when its drizzling when the others join him

usually the subject of Padfoot’s (favourite) polaroids

probably the only guy there that thinks of the consequences of a situation before they become a reality

the responsible one

can read & write music

pianist

Lily & Peter read all of his stories - annoyed they aren’t finished

loves animals, still pretends to be annoyed when James brings home stray dogs

gets sick constantly and secretly finds it hilarious when Sirius freaks out and acts like his nurse

Sirius

constantly painting, drawing and creating awesome art pieces

photography nerd - has a huge collection of polaroids & pinholes in his ‘dark room’ (a cupboard under the stairs that has a red light)

owns a motorbike that he is constantly repairing and is attempting to convince James to get one too “prongs we’ll look awesome c’mon do it or the aesthetic” James can’t ride a damn bicycle

always stealing Remus’ sweaters, even thought they are all about 10 sizes too big

has at least 15 leather jackets.(Wears one bc Moony got him patches for it years ago)

Long black hair that is always falling into tired grey eyes - Walburga has threatened to chop it off too many times

works in an art gallery, occasionally slips in his own work (the manager knows but she loves his work)

angsty as hell

always listening to music - preferably on vinyls  “I don’t care how expensive it is Wormtail, it sounds far better (also it’s not my credit card its my cousin Bellatrix’s so???)

Smoker (probably for the aesthetic tbh) “yeah right Moons it makes me punk rock as shit,”

wears his biker boots all day everyday

plays guitar (secretly acoustic is his favourite)

all his clothes are ripped as heck

very very protective of his friends, has given out and received his fair share of black eyes for this “its for a noble cause also it makes me look pun-”        “ Padfoot for god sake we get it you’re punk rock!”

terrible at showing negative emotions but has learned to when it comes to Prongs and Moony - he’s getting there with some of the others

obsessive in his love for dogs and is genuinely offended when Lily gets a cat, the day he found out  James bought it the word ‘betrayal’ is genuinely used, even more offended when Regulus began playing with the cats “ Sirius I'm named after a star in the LEO constellation???”

such a drama queen (speaking of Queen imagine him & Bohemian Rhapsody?)

tries to hide his aristocratic background, though his mannerisms show it off quite often

fluent in French he has a slight French accent

Lives on Tumblr (surprisingly this was never meant on this site) & Netflix

also memorises the moon phases ( just to impress Remus honestly)

makes awful puns constantly “I'm serious”       “nah I'm Sirius you’re James”         “ugh are you fucking serious”         “nah I'm fucking Moony” *atrocious wink*

ripped skinny jeans - Wormtail still calls him emo for it

James

super athletic

Loves photography claims to use the best equipment but still constantly invades Sirius’ excuse for a dark room

plays drums

somehow the only one who can cheer up Regulus instantly

only has 1 pair of glasses even though he is horrendously clumsy, Lily is assuming he is just seeing how much tape he can build up before they are entirely useless

obsessed over football - he manages a small team that he is way too enthusiastic about

still surprised Lily even talks to him “James we’ve been dating for 5 years stop being a prat”

plans out the biggest pranks and somehow manages to get everyone involved, if he doesn't they turn to shit but that's a ‘secret’ everybody knows

only shoes he actually ones are trainers & football boots “James you are not wearing Nikes to Alice and Franks bloody wedding!”

really copetitive

obsessively plays Xbox and has weekly gaming nights with everyone (Sirius always rage quits) Wormtail is the only one who is still playing with him after 30 minutes

goes on tones of unplanned road trips with Lily

tries a weird new diet practically every week, sort of a health freak

way too much house pride - his whole room is decorated red and gold

has an old pickup truck he prides too much even though he is almost needing to fix it as much as Sirius and his ancient motorbike

the ‘mom friend’ always looking after everyone

Peter

actually the only reason they don’t all eat fast food & take aways 24/7 - he’s a great cook

proof reads all of Remus’ stories for him before they get posted

works as a barista in a grunge as hell café across the road - the others always hang out there when he’s working

secretly enjoys the challenge of James’ strange dieting (gluten free+ vegan month was definitely a challenge though)

owns 2 pet rats - is scared shitless that Regulus’ pet snake is going to eat them at one point

really good at giving gifts because he’s great at listening to people

has a massive collection of hoodies for no apparent reason

always third wheeling because of Wolfstar and Jily, it’s better now that Regulus has move in though

really good at video games - occasionally lets James win because he gets too moody otherwise

bassist

only listens to indie & grunge music - secretly loves Sirius' obsession with vinyls

Lily

not super feminine but always has the latest fashion trends - usually fairly alternative (known to sport the jeans + fishnets thing that looks bomb as hell)

reads almost as much as Remus and is always hanging out in the book shop he works at

really enjoys playing football with James - finds it hilarious when he gets competitive

super long ginger hair + green eyes

loves tattoos, has handpoked a few of her own (mainly gets them done professionally, her friend Marlene is a tattoo artist) & Sirius let her do a moon on his wrist

doesn’t know that James reads all the books she talks about until she finds 3 of them hidden on his side of them wardrobe and interrogates him

super spontaneous really enjoys the constant unplanned road trips 

does a lot of digital art, usually draws characters from books most often the characters Remus will never let go of in his stories

can ride a motorbike and occasionally takes Sirius’ for a spin

just a badass tbh

everyone takes their problems to her because she somehow has a solution for everything

wants to get into interior design and when they move in she helps everyone decorate their rooms, constantly adding to their home paints a different wall every week

literally friends with everyone - nobody dislikes her and probably couldn't if they tried

has a weird skill for knitting, likely the source of 90% of Remus’ holy sweaters

obsessed with ‘retro’ things, favourite things tend to be from the 80s/90s

always helping Wormtail when he is baking, as long as she gets the first taste

an: this was just a random thing I wrote in a notebook at school, the next time we get a cover teacher I’ll probably add some secondary characters (Regulus, Alice, Frank etc)

[nct-markeureee-blog]

g e t  to  k n o w  me tag

 asjkh tagged by @donghyuckstudies + @taebreez <3<3<3<3 ahh ily guys :3

Rules: Complete the survey and say who tagged you in the beginning, when you are finished you have to tag people to do this survey. Have fun and enjoy!!!

1) Are you named after someone? nopee

2) When is the last time you cried? i cried so much when nct had their first win --  but the last time i cried was an hour ago bc i studied so hard for a test and i did it today and it was hard and i feel like i failed and i probably did fail and the idea of failing just kills me so so much omg i cant ok bye

3) Do you like your handwriting? yeap my writing is pretty good to be honest! but sometimes when i take notes i just look at the board and write/copy at the same time and then i look at my writing after im done and its just .... ... hahahahahahaha

4) What is your favourite lunch to eat? S U S H I i love sushi so so much like adlkj i can eat this sole creation for the rest of my life

i also like tempura shrimp/veggieeess

5) Do you have kids? sorry i aint no Teen Mom ,., but i dont plan to be a mom ever so ye

6) If you were another person, would you be friends with you? ahh i think i would tbh i feel like im a really nice and caring and selfless and social person in my opinion and i think im just a good friend material ! at least i hope so ? lol

7) Do you use sarcasm? no omg i never use sarcasm and tbhhhh sometimes i get sad when people use mean sarcasm even tho the point of sarcasm is not to get mad/sad welppp

8) Do you still have your tonsils? ya lol are tonsils that bad to be a question idk

9) Would you bungee jump? ohmg yeeee i think i would be down and then 5 mins before i jump ill be like what kind of shit did i just get myself into 

10) What is your favourite kind of cereal? ahh i dont really eat cereal/oatmeal but i like cinnamon toast crunch or those cereals with clusters i despise fruit loops hmm what

11) Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? my shoelaces are always untied lmao whoops

12) Do you think you’re a strong person? holy shit not even a million ‘no’s would be able to emphasize how un-strong of a person i am especially when it comes to grades

13) What is your favourite ice cream flavour? im not into ice cream(except for matcha ice cream) but i like fruit sorbets! 

14) What is the first thing you notice about people? facial features? and then probably their height

15) Red or pink? i dont like both ,, BUT MARK LIKES PINK SO PINK

16) What is the least favourite physical thing you like about yourself? my body/weight in general 

17) What colour pants and shoes are you wearing now? black ~shorts~(even tho its winter) and no shoes

18) What was the last thing you ate? the last legit thing was asian stir fry veggies but i just tried an “orange cream yogurt raisin” rn that tasted weird

19) What are you listening to right now? nothing but the last thing i did was Good Thing -  N  C  T. T T T T 

(whenever i feel sad though (like rn) i would listen to Tomorrow-BTS)

20) If you were a crayon, what colour would you be? yellow because like its all nice and bright and pretty and everyone uses yellow but then the second the yellow crayon touches/mixes with a darker colour the crayon gets ruined and no one wants to use the yellow crayon anymore ://

21) Favourite smell? juicy couture smells really goood and mens cologne asdjkf

22) Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? my friend she asked me to send her some notes for the TEST WHICH i failed

23) Favourite sport to watch? ahhhhhhhh i love soccer(fifa) and volleyball matches and then i loooveeee watching all the olympics sports collectively yeet

24) Hair colour? my natural hair colour is like a standard chestnut brown but i dyed it a golden brown-blonde but its been 6 months since i last redyed it and half my hair is brown again and idk whether ill switch to my natural hair colour or redye it

25) Eye colour?  chestnut

26) Do you wear contacts? i wear glasses(near-sighted) but my eyesight is good enough to see properly w/out glasses so contacts are unnecessary technically

27) Favourite food to eat? S U S H I. Sushi!

28) Scary movies or comedy? comedy hands down i love the feeling of laughing so hard that you’re just uncontrollably wheezing and hyperventilating asjkfs 

29) Last movie you watched? idek i dont watch movies but i watch NCT videos and kdramas

30) What colour of shirt are you wearing? im not wearing a shirt wearing a zip up fleece turtleneck sweater thats like an amalgamate of white, beige, dark green, brown, dark teal colours its rlly pretty and comfy 

31) Summer or winter? im a canadian so winter but last week i literally fell six times in a row from the snow/ice and i couldnt move and i got sick so winter rn ihy pls end rn

32) Hugs or kisses? im a 15 year old hormonal teenage girl so this question makes me hormonal i feel like i dont really see a difference i think that if the action is sincere and genuine i would enjoy/prefer both equally

33) What book are you currently reading? other than webtoons i never really read any books other than school textbooks(current one im reading is “Object Oriented Programming: an intro to java” or sm like that)

34) Who do you miss right now? i dont really miss anyone i think ppl enter and leave my life for a reason i just miss this person that i loved so much named Good GrADES ;-; yes i am still salty i will forever be salty

35) What is on your mouse pad? im on a laptop so uh ,,

36) What is the last TV program you watched? do kdramas count? The Shining Eun Soo(my first and fav >25 ep kdrama) 

NCT LIFE PLS I AM WAITING EVERYDAY

37) What is the best sound? MARK LEES LAUGH SMILE EXISTENCE i like the sound of good grades

38) Rolling Stone or the Beatles? i feel like this preference is worthless because i know neither and i only listen to kpop but i guess the beatles?

39) What is the furthest you have ever travelled? Egypt 

40) Do you have a special talent? after months of careful bs i have developed the skill of crafting excellent academic essays that require some sort of reading(novel, article, idk)  ...,,, without actually ,,reading

41) Where were you born? toronto, canada

42) People you expect to participate in this? “expect” UhM i tag everyone!

@nctgiri @taeiloves @why-jaehyun @jaehyyunn @jenowhat @1aeil MY GOOD CHINGUS sorry if you’ve already been tagged lmao 

[glopratchet]

Heel bash

Perfect beeing : an imprefect novel. The next day, you are on your way to the university with a small bag full of books and papers. You feel like you have been running all over town, but then again that is what this job does for you. The only thing keeping you from running amok in the streets is your fear of being caught by the police or some other authority figure who might not be as understanding as you would like about such actions. Angylph speaks and says "so what is this all about" You explain to him your situation and he seems very interested in it. He asks if you know anyone who might help you out. You say no, but Angylph points at one of the students sitting near you and says "that girl there is a student here too right? She could use some extra money." "since i prefer art bots instead of aborted babies, im going to assume you're referring to terease, and cant be legion. "when i read specutalive fiction" Just then, terease and the professor enter the room. Terease instantly notices you and walks towards the bottom of the steps leading up to where the professor is. By now angylph has moved into a corner away from everyone else obviously "engrossed" by a small experimental piece made by one of his fellow students. "alright here we go" you hear the professor mutter under his breath as he waits for everyone to quiet down. "let me sit back an attempt to figure all this out" he starts wit a chuckle, "well first of all it has to be said that this school is very proud of all of you. you have shown great promise in your respective fields especiallizing top graduates like terease here who graduated summaCum laude and to be honest would have finished much earlier had she not partaken in many of the University's arts programs." Everyone starts clapping at this point and the professor raises his hand for quiet. A sea of letters is called the spooge of Satan "and so it is with great pride in your accomplishments that the following students are also graduated." The professors lets out a long list of graduates names and tereases colapses from exhaustion and joy seconds before her name is called. You are, of course, one of the students called to receive a diploma. After nearly a full hour everyone gets their scholorships ready they begin to talk amongst themselves until the professor gets everyone's attention again. The who who clicks last is a stooge "on a completely different matter" he says "i know many of you come from far places, and some of you even farther than others so we have prepared a little party for you today" everyone starts applauding again until the prof holds up his hand for silence. Taking resposibility for your mistakes as we attempt to build a maze The story is told by multiverse explorer astral wylde as he naps during the last fateful trip through the red wave. The storys background is of little consequence to anyone outside astral, but describes the idea that life on most planets in a cataclysm called "the red wave" where upon every organism capable of mutating suddenly, violently and indefinitely until no earth-like quality exists. Its the eyes, ive seen them in my dreams. Now I must draw them. There are records stored in the city of astokhan on everything astral could tell us about the city during the red wave. There are floods of blood, violent uprisings and gory riots. Mothers kill babies, governments fall and deep dark secrets are revealed as everybodies darkest sides are exposed when god walked among them. The human population decreases at an alarming rate. But fortunately it is all worth it, for you see the survivors of the plague are transform into multidimensional beings that seemingly live forever. And during one of his less fuitful periods astral saw fit to return from whatever circle of hell he exists and tell us this story in a ottoman chamber aboard our fancy airship we were dragging him through space with... OOOhhh yes the main chamber should be pretty big Thats all for now folks, see you next time on... He decides to envision chains flowing from his control bracelets into the airship and ripping out a section of the exterior to form a bubble. This bubble is gently illuminated by a combination of weak sunlight and auroras. Meanwhile the skyship falls uncontrollably towards earth spewing fire and wreckage in its wake as it does "Now this you might find interesting" he grins. From the life of a beautiful painter he once knew Part 4 "An aurora occurs when our planet's magnetic field shifts sending energetic particles into the atmosphere producing light in the upper layers, often of a multi-colored hue." The university professor tells us with her droning voice, while we sit around our glowing orbs. "Multi-colored." I write on my note papers. We have these orbs that make everything look so pretty. Astral wydle because of his supernal nature is gifted with perfect memory recall and, although not wishing to brag, an above-average use of declarative sentences. But today he donates his notes to my forgetful brain and lets me jot down whatever I wish to on his perfectly organized pages. Last class we talked about cities that never slept because their streets always had a pulse even when it was long after midnight. And he remembers watching a video from mica metrological in his flamboyant style. A ghost-like aurora over midwest states caused an entire settlement's populace to never sleep again, causing anarchy and the eventual demise of their race. "It is beautiful" he wistfully whispers I supress a laugh by exhaling in his face. Talking about a thirty percent chance of rain that evening I'm still not sure if I find his obsession odd or admirable. Something starts beeping so I peep over his shoulder at the flashing orb and read "air pressure disturbance 1000 meters above current positoin expected te be 300 kph". Looking to the side I can make out a hovering 2 meter disc. He catch me looking and aims his orbs at it. The flashing light sequence continues and skyranch anthyging textual information morphs into readable english. He remembers being at the gory hole as innocent lives were taken. Somethign important must be there or about to happen, he moves his chair slightly turning his back on me as if I'm not even here. Our skyship/home an oversized oval ring with a four-story tall observatory protruding from it has been hovering over the same location for several hours now. These magnetic neareness warnings go off fairly often but I'm not complaining this means he gets distracted pretty easily. A progressive mid tier art gallery in a trendy section of beetriotle specializing in transluscultural fluidic modernism had been open and operating for just a few hours before it was randomly annihilated yesterday erasing the lives of 20 humans and 23 androgynous beings. Almost seemed like they were being targeted, but targets were not among the debris nor any recognizable body parts. Everything appearanted to have been vaporized. Enemy Agents? Turmoil of Zwordur Methodist Church faction? Maybe even unbelievers mercenaries? Known as the bridge of noise and surrounded by a metropolis, two statues were under construction yesterday now nothing but empty round pedestals of identical height. Atmospheric disturbance unusual for the time of day. I can see in his eyes that he is troubled by this event so I sit back tilt my chair and pretend to know nothing. But of all the things he could find interest in why this? There he first learns all of beetriot is laughing at triton arcage again for losing most of its citizens to a single weapon of mass destruction. It seems water is flammable terrifying. not even slunk defends his underfunded military insultingly claiming everything was just according to keikaku---military plan---and volunteerially offered no explanation at all. As he observes the details of a painting at show known as the triumph of the colored venus a bustling section of the city blows up. He counts exactly 2 seconds before the sound arrives. There were two reflections off the city walls before his ears detected the origin of the attack. Big buildings 50 yards to his right there is lots of thick grey stuff hanging in the air temperature has risen rapidly and there are flames on sides of nearby buildings. Knowing all this without even thinking he inaudibly shouts for everyone to take immediate cover and runs behind large marble barrier. That features a group of lesbian women of darker color trampling a pale woman or maybe a man with a shaved head. "Are you okay?", he asks her with concern on his face without looking at her. It hadn't occured to him that anyone else might have been close by until now. His ghostly helmeted head pivots to his right upon hearing her response. -----"Yes, but are you? You look half dead!" -----"Am fine, some soldier I am, getting old and slow" On the faces of a group of contempory news worthy white men carrying lots of camera equipment he recognizes the man he saved from execution yesterday. He was moving after all, I guess he was faking it. He closes his eyes for a few seconds until they are gone altogether and slowly gets up. -----"That was a pretty close call, I'm surprised you reacted so quickly." -----"Heh, I must be losing my touch too then, good thing..." By emerging twenty something artist cherp cherp quintuplets rush past him into the cloud of dust inspecting an 4 foot in diamater polished steel sculpture with attachment bolts flying towards them. Known for her delicate rococo style sculptures the smog turning golden by the sun reveals one of her famous twisted balusters. Otherwise known for being forever on the hunt for new material she was probably seconds away from being reduced to rubble just the same. Even regarding as an eyesore by many he lends a helping hand and takes a small detour. Always looking at your feet it has probably saved her life several times already so why would she accept his help if he tried again? He overhears saul saint nicodemous giving cherp cherp a critique of the piece which he knows would otherwise make her sad so waits. -----"I like it, but maybe move the middle one a little to the right?" -----"Ok"*snap*. -----"No, the other one.*sigh* That wasnt good either---oooo wait----let me help. With a group of other artist friends including a bullfighter, an owner of an erotica shop, a blonde painted girl and a famous male fictional character charging from all directions he waves them back for fear of getting trampled only after they refuse to listen. Perfect execution of an ideas persons suicide in the Gucci manner the sculpture has been perfect mounted on a pole with its own leg shattering it. "Excuse me an eye master I'm looking for Blim Blam would he be around" Katharsis gale the oldest of the group in mid fourties wearing various hats asks him with an engaging smile. "Errrrr... maybe moved in recently but I don't think he is in just now" -----"That's a shame I like his work so much....but I'll leave my card just in case. tell him, not to hesitate if he needs any thing." He says uplifting her spirits she beams brightly at him and waves as she walks away giving nick lazy eyes the entire time. Bransky bronze bright supermacy in her early thirties stand next to him and waits her turn. he remembers her paintings, not having been impressed by the subject matter of cute dumb superpowers though others found them amusing enough to frame and sell. He gives her a "go ahead" nod. -----"Looking for any available artist at this time?" -----"No!" -----"OK then...Word is you have been doing alot of writing lately?" Bransky and chirp standing sliently noding there heads in approval As saul saint goes on and on with bullshit language about destruction of the More nonsense on colonialism he dedicates more time destroying her ideas than praising them Then something incredible happens for once Chirp is second guessing SAINT's choices the verbal abuse he heaps of Blim-Blim. And everyone else. He disapproves of Blim-Blim's paintings, saying that while Blim-Blim might have a good eye (naturally, being an eye master) and an excellent grasping of color and shape, he hasn't got "anything to say" as an artist. An aspect of queer theory that has a giant middle finger up at the rules of heteronormative society. He says they can be sold if framed properly and placed in the right cafe, bar or hipster clothing store to attract the right demographic as easily as magnets. And other fashionable topics of art conflict and provocation that's prevalent in avant-garde places. Hopefully it garners some attention in his small once a decade show of retarded artist rejects sells nothing and passes into obscurity or sold to an idiot for over 5 times the price years later. Your very own degenerate art grant. During this time period you have been wanting to branch out with other ventures of your own as you start to resent SAINTS inclusion of All your publications in his book if he cant even help you get Blim-Blims art, website, connections and assistantship and your writings more noticed. At the end of the sanction you all gather for everyone to find out if they have been accepted or not, Anyone with a supermacy is clearly relaxed as they anticipate the results. You can sense the agitation of some of them who arent powerful enough to easily probe their minds. "Well, I've got the results, and I have some good news and some bad news," saint says, pausing for dramatic effect. Leaving the others shocked ,crestfallen oO( what....did my photo's not make it or what...damnit I knew the colors were too bright and obnoxious.. .) or gleeful "First, the bad news: You didniet get in. Now for the good news. You can all come in for free to see all the art at the exhibition this weekendand, ahem, leave your demos outside if you want!" While kat unable to control herself goes on a giggle fit super bradly focuses his eye beams on saul saint who feels the burn of a thousand suns intensified by 400 percent muttering angrily under his breath you all get up and leave one angry little man ranting as you all giggle like school girls at his bizarre sense of humor. some peoples kids "well that answers that, We're all going peashooting after this amazing art event that will no doubt solidify our social justice creative stronghold in this city" Saul and brankys backs away with out a retort in disgust and you spend your weekend having a great time and going through three bottles of peashooters were It was noted that hack had 9 kills with shrooms, kill coin flips to see who she shot, unhygenic had one, Yoona had two unfortunately Seline not at all Speaking of seline she asks if you will help her again next weekend The group heads for the wine bar wondering about the homeless nature of astral beings And wondering if he comes from the land of lixie dixie, a southern state mostly covered in stagnant water and thick forests. The dealer of gallery motions to cherp to come her way because she wants something You thank Yk TRACE : 0 There is no way around it. I need your help." "Oh? Well what can I do?" you respond. "I'm being sold," she scowls. Trace: 0 You initially think this is one of her usual dirty jokes, but her facial expression shows that she is quite serious. "Sold?" you clarify A collector is interested in buying her work, but he's requested that she be sold together with all of her equipment. The buy in for her includes her tools, sheet music, and instruments. Everything she knows is contained within that room, it would be impossible for her to go elsewhere without losing who she is. Although you're confident that she could easily create another identity elsewhere. Despite her mistrust of the new rulers of this barren realm, selling her seems like the easiest solution to this conflict.Tip: If you're logged in, your games are auto saved for you. You can find them by clicking "My Stuff"

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Kakarot- The God of Destruction by Overlord Hater

 Dragon Ball Z & Justice League Xover Rated: M, English, Adventure & Sci-Fi, Words: 138k+, Favs: 806, Follows: 734, Published: Jul 31, 2015 Updated: Apr 15

 305 Chapter 3

1 month later

"HA!" the saiyan god's voice shouted as he launched a massive blast towards a mountain. Diana watched in awe as she saw the blast get closer to its target. Her eyes widened when the attack curved around the mountain and sped back towards it's creator. Her eyebrows knitted in confusion as she continued to watch the blue beam.

"Why is he aiming for himself?!" she thought

His eyes narrowed as he watched his own attack coming right at him. He crossed his arms to protect himself and received the blast head on. The entire area was engulfed in smoke and rocks flew all around the impact area. Diana raised her forearms to stop the rocks from hitting her, her dark hair flailing wildly in the hurricane like winds. She slowly lowered her arms after a couple of minutes and waited for the smoke to clear. She gasped as she saw the beaten form of Kakarot on his legs, his body visibly shaking and his golden hair flickering between gold and black.

"Too weak still..." he told himself, over the past month he has been training on a planet once filled with life. The saiyan saw that the gravity was extremely high and the population lived on floating cities above the dangerous planet. Within a day the entire population was slaughtered by his forces and their floating cities were burned to the ground, now they make a suitable living quarters for him. Now the planet belonged to him and anyone who wished to bother him sent video messages, they wanted to avoid the high gravity and especially his generals. They may have gotten powerful but they are no where near his strength.

His army was still growing powerful and now he has starships that were retrofitted to be more powerful and dangerous for anyone that decided to attack. Lined with heavy cannons, the ships carried thousands of fighter jets and the crew were subjected to gravity training as well. The stronger they were the faster they could move, anyone who boarded the ship would be flattened or crippled from the intense gravity thus making it n efficient fighting machine. His Parademons have excelled in their training so he gave them a few weeks off but forced the dregs to train harder since they couldn't keep up with the Parademons. The furies continued their routine, Maxima was still commanding her planet, and the amazons have become extremely deadly when faced in combat.

"What do you want Diana?" he asked the amazon as she struggled to stay floating in the air. He smirked when they told him she was coming to have a face to face conversation with him. He laughed when they told him they tried to warn her it was too dangerous, it only made his attraction for her grow.

" I wanted to talk about Karen" she said, strain evident in her voice.

"What about her?"

"She doesn't want to join us. I tried talking to her , torturing her but nothing works"

"Didn't I tell not to touch her?!" his voice lowered to a threatening tone

"Y-yes, I just tried to change her mind"

"It doesn't work on someone who knows what pain is. She is a warrior at heart but like the little blue boy on earth, she relies on her power to win. We need more information on her, if physical injury wont work then we have to try a mental attack"

"The only place that could have that is...You're rally considering that?!"

"Whats so bad about that idea?, I've met them already and if you remembered I easily killed one of their strongest members"

"Fine, when do you want to leave? I cant stand this gravity for much longer!" she gasped as her body fell from the sky and increase in speed as her body was coming closer to the surface. Her closed eyes opened when she felt someone catch her bridal style, she saw the smirking Kakarot holding her.

"You were warned that my planet's gravity is too strong for anyone but me to handle" he stated, he received a glare and a slap to his face.

"I wont let some idiots tell me where I can and cannot go"

"I'll let that slap go but do it again and there will be serious consequences" he warned as they flew to the space stations orbiting the planet.

"Never test an amazon" she retorted, he noticed she didn't remove herself from his arms even though they were free of the deadly gravity. He just smirked and continued flying to the station. Upon arrival, a row of Almerac soldiers stood and saluted the god. He landed gracefully and dropped Wonderwoman on the floor, he laughed when he received a glare from the amazon but walked past her.

"What the hell Kakarot?!" she shouted and fell in step with the saiyan.

"You were getting too comfortable in my arms, don't want you to get soft on me" he answered

"I-I was not! Its just..." she couldn't finish her sentence but gained a huge blush on her cheeks.

"Exactly, now let me change and we'll get moving. I want to get this over with as soon as possible and get back to my training" he said and entered his private quarter with Diana still following

" Hurry up! I want to get back to..." she stopped when she saw strip down to his training pants. She admired the saiyan for a few months and even before she joined. His love for battle is what caught her attention and the way he pushed himself to become stronger intrigued her. She looked at his godly body and took deep breaths to control her raging hormones but failing as he dropped his pants.

"Are you going to watch me change or leave my room?" he asked in a mused tone.

Her eyes narrowed, seeing the challenge she is still trying to conquer standing right in front of her. Quicker than he could predict she tackled him into the steel wall and pinned his arms to the wall in one swift motion.

"Stop teasing me!" she growled out, her sexual frustration with him at it's highest.

"Its not teasing if you also want this" he growled and switched their positions. Her heart hammered as his toned chest pressed against her breastplate. She narrowed her eyes as the saiyan leaned close to her face. His teal eyes shining in the dim lit room and his low growling pushing her further in ecstasy.

"Make the first move Diana..." he whispered, hearing her name in such a way finally did for her. She planted her lips on his and engaged in a passionate kiss that would become heated after a couple of minutes. Her arms wrapped around his head and pull him closer to her, their tongues dueling for dominance. She slowly lost and moaned as she felt his tongue explore her mouth, his rough hands lifted her toned legs and one arm held her up. She gasped when she felt the bulge of his member through her star patterned underwear. He pulled away from the crushed wall and carried her to his bed. Their moans and groans became muffled by their heated make out session until Kakarot made the first move. His feral side coming to light, he ripped her underwear off and went to work on the shaven amazon. She cried out when she felt his tongue going t work on her folds, he tasted all her juices and added his fingers to the mix. Her moans became screams of pleasure as she clutched his golden spikes. She felt her core heating up each second and her mind becoming lost to lust.

"This is what Arisia kept bragging about!" was her last thought when she arched her back and shot her juices in his face. Her body shook from the intense orgasm and her gasps of breath only fueled him. He growled and slowly crept over her, she just watched and eagerly waited for him to make his next move.

"K-Kakarot...please" she pleaded, if she could still think straight then she wouldn't be pleading for the saiyan god to take her.

His teal eyes locked onto her blue ones, he kissed her more passionately took off his last article of clothing. His manhood sprung free and slapped against her abs. She moaned and began grinding into him drawing a growl. He felt her hand rub his manhood, he smirked when he heard her gasped and assumed she finally saw his size.

"Whats the matter? Want to stop?" he taunted, she growled and flipped him around. Laying on top with his manhood in her hands, she smirked and began licking his tip. He shuddered and continued to watch her. She opened her mouth and devoured him. His eyes widened as he felt her tongue swirl around his cock and his hands rip the sheets apart. After a couple of minutes, he was left breathless as she coughed and pulled away.

"What's the matter? Can't handle a amazon?" she taunted, her smirk fell when she felt his hand grab her wrist and pull her to his chest. She moaned when she felt his penis rubbing her backside and yelped when he ripped her breastplate off. Her body heating up as her hard nipples were pushed into his strong chest. She felt him lift her up and place his tip at her entrance. She became a little nervous when she realized this was her first time.

"Kakarot...this is my first time" she said, he rolled his eyes and slammed her onto his thick shaft. She hissed in pain as she felt the blood trickle down her legs. She began regretting her decision until he began moving. Her eyes became half lidded as she felt her core reigniting, the sound of smacking flesh only aroused her excitement. Kakarot grunted as he felt every fold and the inside of her womb. She came in 1 minute but that didn't stop him, he found her sensitive spots quickly and increased his speed. She was clinging to his back as she came again and again. Her eyes were rolling back as her hips moved on their own and her limbs becoming weak. For hours they continued, nonstop and each trying to dominate one other. Kakarot was actually struggling to dominate her but his ape side wouldn't allow it. She felt complete and never wanted to stop, her powers provided her with almost infinite stamina, ALMOST was the key word. She was lost in pure ecstasy and kakarot was lost in the pleasure he was receiving from the amazon.

"Oh...Ah...oh..ohhhhhh I'm cumming again!" she screamed as she was pounded into the wall, she felt his member twitch inside her and knew what was coming "Come with me Kakarot, come with me!" she repeated

"Lord Kakarot! your dinner is ready to eat sir!" a guard shouted from outside the door.

"I'M CUMMING!" he shouted as he spilled his hot essence inside his newest mate and she screamed as her juices collided with his.

"Of course sir!" guard shouted, mistaking Kakarot's answer instead of knowing what he actually met.

"Holy shit!" he shouted, his sweating body falling to his knees with him still inside her "Why have I been denying myself that?!"

"K-kakarot..." she whispered, her hair all messed up ,her neck covered in red marks along with a bite mark on her neck. They sat in comfortable silence looking at each other and trying to catch their breaths.

"Should we go?" he asked the amazon, she slowly nodded her head and tried to stand up. He smirked when he saw her lift her destroyed armor and gave him a playful glare.

"Sorry, it was in the way" he answered before getting dressed, he decided to go old school and dress in a black Gi with yellow shoes and yellow wristbands to match his hair.(Goku's revival of F outfit). He turned to look at the amazon looking through his wardrobe for something to wear, he only smirked when she couldn't find anything that suited her interest. Although she eyed the saiyan armor that was hanging on the wall next to a black battle suit.

"I don't think you have earned the right to wear my armor" he stated while he stretched his aching limbs.

"Then what do I do to earn it, It looks like it was made for a warrior" she admired the shining metal that reflected the light.

"Its wasn't made for a warrior, its common from where I come from. If I wanted to, I could make my entire army wear this armor but it would look like I'm egotistical"

"You are the ruler of Apokolips, you can do anything you want and defeat anyone who challenges you" she stated, her voice filled with pride.

"Rule number one amazon, No matter how powerful you have become, there will ALWAYS be someone stronger than you in the universe. It's a rule I learned the hard way" he remembered when cooler came looking for him after killing frieza. He saw that cooler had mastered a new form and completely outclassed him on every level, he was lucky that his anger triggered his ssj form and gave him more power to kill the tyrant. He always hated luck, it was unpredictable and tells that the person was meant to die but was saved by a miracle.

"Than can you teach? To become a great fighter" Her eyes filled with hope.

"We'll see, lets get this mission over with so I can go back to my training but first, lets return to Apokolips so you can get your armor" he gestured for her to come to him. She was still naked and only left in her boots and bracelets but that didn't deter her. She placed her hand on his shoulder but before teleporting he radioed his crew and told them to enjoy the feast that was meant for him. He placed two fingers to his head and teleported to Apokolips in a matter of seconds. They appeared in the red sky and watched the citizens continue their task of making their army stronger.

"Go and armor up, I'll wait hear" he ordered, she nodded and flew to the amazon camp. His eyes narrowed as he saw a dregg and parademon fighting over female that he had no idea existed. He gagged when he saw the female, ugly and not appealing in any way, except for a parademon and dregg.

"I think that dregg is a little drunk, he obviously cant see what he is fighting about" he thought as flew to the local arena where all the battles of Apokolips took place. He stopped just above the open roof and watched the raging battle inside, he saw the blood fly and limbs fall off their victims. Giant lions were devouring dead bodies and for some, they were still alive so they got to watch their inside be eaten. Fighters of all size ran at each other with sharp blades, he chuckled when the giant lion attacked everyone and ripped some in half with its claws. The crowd cheered and the children were picking up the dead bodies of the fighters so they could scavenge what they had of value on them. For about an hour he watched the fights, he wasn't going to lie, they were pretty entertaining to watch. His thoughts were interrupted by the beeping sound of his comm, he looked at his wrist and activated the touch screen pad. Barda came onto the screen with Maxima standing behind her, they both looked extremely happy to see their mate.

"What is it Barda?" he questioned, noticing the explosions in the viewport of Maxima's personal ship.

"Just calling to see what my saiyan is doing, our little space battle is boring and it'll be awhile before we can land on the planet"

"Can't you just create a boom tube on the surface?"

"We could but they have the ground covered, we would lose more soldiers then what its worth"

"That's true, my soldiers may be stronger but they can still die by the same means"

"Hello my king!" Maxima shouted over the giant shoulder of Barda

"Hello maxima, any news on the battle"

"They just started retreating, our forces are killing them as we speak. I have other news for you as well!" her face filled with excitement.

" you're pregnant" he saw her excitement fade a little.

"Not yet but we can still keep trying" her voice filled with lust " we have just received a message for the planet's surrender, we can take the planet or kill every single thing that can hold a weapon. please chose the latter" his eyes glowed yellow and a smirk played across his face.

"Kill them all, I don't want all of our enemies to know I actually show mercy all the time. Have fun my queens, bring a souvenir from their leader back to me or better yet, bring his head"

"My pleasure kakarot!" Barda responded before cutting the link.

"I thought you said you were going to wait for me" he didn't need to know who was behind.

"I did but...saiyans are usually impatient and tend to explore their planet. I saw the arena and decided to..." he turned around and almost lost his breath "check ...it...out" he saw Diana in a black jacket, the sleeves rolled up and her silver bracelets replaced with golden ones. Her shoulders had extra padding and a black choker with a golden center around her neck. She wore red fingerless gloves that reached to her forearm, black tight spandex pants with black high heels that had some kind of gold braces on her ankles. Under her jacket was a red corset with the golden W and around her waist was a golden belt. On her head was a gold band with a red star, just like on her shoulders. She donned her sword and shield on her back as her weapons for the mission. Her icy blue eyes stared at him and her black hair flowed with the wind, he wasn't ashamed to admit, but she looked extremely beautiful to him in every way.(Wonderwoman 600/ injustice costume)

"What's wrong kakarot? It seems something is bothering you" her smirk was evident as she watched the saiyan god collect himself.

"Nothing..." he looked away, trying to hide his small blush.

"Liar"

"Well at least you look threatening rather than a sight for sore eyes. I was wondering if you were going to fight your underwear during the war" his cocky voice slowly returning.

"I would've If someone didn't destroy my armor"

"Like I said before, it was in the way"

"Whatever, Are you ready to move?" her amazon attitude taking over

"Lets move, I feel tired sitting hear and watching these battles" he yawned and rose into the sky.

"They only fight so they can impress their god"

"I guess, I mean we did destroy New Genesis's forces with no casualties" he placed two finger to his head and gestured for Diana to touch his shoulder.

"Now you have everyone supporting you in this new fight. Traits of a true leader. Make sure to take us outside the satellite" she ordered

" Why?" he concentrated on the planet Earth, within second they appeared on space and close to the floating satellite of the justice league head quarters.

"If I know batman then I know he will have some kind of security measures to stop intruders from obtaining their data" she explained

"Then we need a distraction, draw their heavy hitters and support to one location" his hands began glowing

"It would make sense, a major problem would draw many of the league away" she smirked and flew a couple of feet away from his glowing body.

"Then lets creates a distraction! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" he shot his hands forward and launched multiple blast at the desert area of Africa and parts of Europe. She watched in fascination as the glowing balls disappeared.

(Paris,France)

The city was working in its usual way. People rushing to their destinations and children rushing off to school, traffic jams a rare sight in the peaceful city.

"UHHHH! Stupid traffic jams, we're going to be late to school" a teenage girl said to her friend.

"At least I have more time to study for the English quiz"

"Can you help me understand the poem we were suppose to read" a boy in glasses said

"Sure Tom. Susan, can you move over so we can study?"

"Sure but I need help as well, If I fail then its the end of my world when my parents find out" her phone suddenly went off in her pocket " Speaking of parents, Yeah mom?"

"Are you at school yet?"

"NO! the traffic jams are moving slowly, the bus barely gets 5 ft when we move"

"We do need to find a better way to get you to school...what's that?"

"Susan, look!" her friend shouted. she moved past her to look outside the window.

"Those are some bright lights...and loud!" Tom shouted just before seeing the balls of light hit the ground far away from their city.

BOOM!

The very ground shook and a bright light engulfed the sky, buildings and cars were blown away as the heavy winds pushed people to the ground. They slowly stood as they watched the bright light die down and smoke rising in the distance. People began to run for their lives as they saw more balls of light falling from the sky and more explosions following the first one.

"SUSAN! Baby, are you alright?!" the voice of her mother screaming from her phone.

"Yes mom! what was that?!" the city's alarm ringing as the balls of light were still falling.

"Just run and get to safety! I'll see yo-!" the line was cut off when an explosion closer to their location occurred. The students ran from their bus and joined the masses of people running for their lives.

"Mom...mom...MOM!" she screamed into her phone with no response. She saw one ball hit the building a few miles away and saw the dome of light rushing towards the bus. She closed her eyes as intense heat reached her and her dying screams faded away as the blast consumed the entire area.

Each blast consumed miles of land and huge chunks of land were thrown into the sky by the powerful explosions, people clutched their loved ones as they watched the raging

blasts consume them.

(Justice league tower)

ALERT! ALERT! ALERT!

The robotic voice repeated as the entire base was moving towards the main hall to be debriefed. Superman raced to Batman's location with Supergirl following. They shot through the open doors to the monitor womb and looked at the various images the earth, many focused on the European continent. Supergirl gasped as she saw the burning continent filled with lava pits and huge craters, tears came to her eyes as she saw the great cities of Earth burning and buildings gone with corpses that survived the disintegration burning on the ground.

"What happened?!" Superman said, looking at the images in disbelief.

"Balls of light fell from the sky and landed in major cities, it stretches from Africa to Europe" his typing furious as he dispatched members to help in various locations.

"Who could've done such a thing?!" Kara said as she wiped her tears.

"We'll find out later, we need to get down there and help those who have survived" clark stated

"Agreed, go help. I'll stay here, take j'onn with you to help" Batman said as he watched the raging flames.

"Lets go Kara!" they all flew out the room and towards the bustling hangar.

Batman stopped typing and looked out the window to see the many jets flying towards the planet. He suspected who it was but couldn't find any reason why he would attack them now. He resumed his typing and used the radars to scan the darkness of space for any life signs. Now he had to wait to see what would happen next...

(With kakarot and Diana)

They watched the chunks of rock fly towards them and most superheated. His body's glow slowly disappeared and his hands stopped moving.

"I think that will do..." Diana said as she looked at the destruction he unleashed on the blue planet

"I kinda used to much there, anymore then the planet would have become unstable" he gave her an innocent smile while scratching the back of his head.

"Not our problem, let get to the satellite. They should be moving in now" she shot towards the headquarters at a slow pace with Kakarot following, not using his power to rocket forward and trying to stay invisible.

"No compliment! That was some show I unleashed, I could at least get a kiss for all that trouble" he complained, his ranting voice cut off as Diana stopped flying and planted a passionate kiss on his lips with a little tongue. After a couple of minutes they slowly released each other but were still close enough to feel their hot breath in the coldness of space.

"Happy now?" she teased

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World Cup 2018: Guardian writers give their predictions for the tournament

Who will triumph in Russia? Which player will be top scorer? Who will be the breakthrough star? How far will England go?

Which two teams will reach the final – and who will win?

My time of selecting Spain to win every tournament is now officially over probably four years too late and Im reverting back to Germany, in a penalty shootout against France. Daniel Taylor

Brazil and Argentina, with Lionel Messi to illuminate the grandest stage, then retire from international football clutching its ultimate prize. Maybe. Dominic Fifield

Notoriously hard to call before a round of games has been played. Brazil beating Germany would be my preference. Barney Ronay

Brazil against Germany – the ultimate test of Brazils temperament and a tale of vengeance in result if not in scoreline. Amy Lawrence

Brazil to beat Germany. Brazil have got everything but, most importantly, balance and a hardier mentality under Tite. Germany remain intimidating and even greater than the sum of their parts. David Hytner

Brazil and Germany, and Brazil will ultimately be champions. Stuart James

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France and Germany would not be a massive surprise but a lot depends on which Paul Pogba shows up; the player who dictated a 100m move or the one which has struggled for consistency at Manchester United. Martha Kelner

Brazil and Spain, and Brazil will win. Tites side have been impressive in the build-up to the tournament, have solidity and have rested Neymar. Sid Lowe

The dream final would be France versus Brazil – a repeat of the final from 20 years ago, and hopefully with the same result. Marcel Desailly

Germany against Brazil, and Germany will win. Thomas Hitzlsperger

Im certain Brazil will be in the final. Who will join them is a hard choice to make but it would certainly be interesting, and make for a great match, if Argentina joined them. Marta

Neymar is well rested, in form and ready for revenge on Germany. Photograph: APA-PictureDesk GmbH/REX/Shutterstock

Who will be leading individual scorer?

Neymar is a decent shout and should be particularly fired up bearing in mind the way his last World Cup finished. DT

Neymar, whose goals will propel Tites side to the final and presumably then earn him a long mooted move to Real Madrid. DF

Romelu Lukaku. Or someone else. Ideally a surprise from a minor nation who gets four in one game then goes home. BR

Gabriel Jesus, supplied by Neymar and Roberto Firmino, could fill his golden boots. AL

Luis Surez. Uruguays draw is a dream and they will make the quarter-finals, at least, giving Surez plenty of game-time to do damage. DH

Romelu Lukaku. The Belgian has a good scoring record at international level and is the spearhead of a team that should go far. SJ

Antoine Griezmann could light up this tournament, arriving in Russia on the back of inspiring Atletico Madrid to a Europa League title. His record for France isnt bad, though, with 20 goals in 53 games. MK

Neymar.The Brazilian arrives in Russia with fresh legs and a desire to take his nation all the way. Frances Kylian Mbapp is also a decent shout. SL

Romelu Lukaku. Hes on great form, has everybody playing for him and some great passers to provide him with the ammunition he needs. MD

Gabriel Jesus. I watched him quite a lot last season and really liked his movement, not to mention his scoring rate. Hell get plenty of service playing in the same team as the likes of Neymar and Philippe Coutinho and, given Ive predicted Brazil will get to the final, he should play plenty of games, also. TH

Neymar. He was hurt, played two games and scored in both I cant wait to see him in action. M

Frances Kylian Mbapp and Antoine Griezmann are contenders for the World Cup golden boot. Photograph: Gerard Julien/AFP/Getty Images

Who will be the surprise team of the tournament?

Switzerland. The Fifa world rankings are not the best way to judge a team, perhaps, but there must be some valid reasons why they are currently sixth (ahead of France and Spain). DT

Serbia. Mladen Krstajics team are unfancied, but boast strength and quality. The key will be ensuring players perform to the same levels they invariably achieve at their clubs. DF

This question contains an internal contradiction. Colombia for the semis, maybe. BR

Uruguay, a mix of renewed confidence and wily old know-how. AL

I see Croatia going deep into the tournament maybe even the semi-finals. Any team with Luka Modric, Ivan Rakitic and Mario Mandzukic deserves respect. DH

Denmark. Theyre 15 matches unbeaten and this could be the stage for Christian Eriksen to shine. Mind you, their opening game, against Peru, wont be easy. SJ

Peru return to the World Cup after a 36 year absence but they are full of hope, galvanised in part by their captain, centre forward and all time top scorer Paolo Guerrero managing to overturn a 14-month drugs ban just weeks before the world cup. MK

Would it count as a surprise for Egypt and Uruguay to do well? The two sides from group A certainly could do so. Uruguay have their usual qualities, have Rodrigo Bentancur in midfield and a quiet, competitive confidence. SL

Belgium. Technically they are so good, they have so many talented players. I truly think they can bring a new name to the nations that have won the World Cup. MD

England. There is little expectations around the squad but I think they will get to the quarter-finals. TH

Sweden. It is a country that I have a lot of affection for and I want them to do well in this World Cup. M

Denmark are unbeaten in 15 matches and Christian Eriksen makes them tick. Photograph: Lars Ronbog/FrontzoneSport via Getty Images

Who will be breakthrough player of the tournament?

Hirving Lozano of Mexico sounds good fun: talented, fiery and nicknamed Chucky because of his apparent resemblance to the Childs Play doll. Lozano scored 19 goals as a winger for PSV Eindhoven last season and is likened to Luis Suarez, though hopefully he will manage not to bite anyone. DT

Samuel Umtiti. That may sound odd given the French centre-half plays at Barcelona, but he was rushed into the team at Euro 2016, making a senior debut in the quarter-final, and is a far better player now. DF

Hes already at Barcelona and cost 90m but I think Ousmane Dembl could remind everyone exactly why. BR

Kylian Mbapp, who has achieved so much already but in his teens this will be his first major tournament. AL

Sergej Milinkovic-Savic. The 23-year-old Serbia and Lazio midfielder is tall, dynamic and has an eye for goal. Im looking forward to watching him, together with Moroccos creative midfielder, Hakim Ziyech, who plays for Ajax. DH

Polands Piotr Zielinski. The 24-year-old was a key member of the Napoli team that pushed Juventus all the way in Serie A last season. SJ

Karol Linetty. The Polish midfielders inventive play has seen him glitter for Sampdoria and catch the eye of one or two Premier League clubs. More could take interest if he has a good World Cup. MK

Marco Asensio and Kylian Mbapp. This could be the tournament when they underline just how brilliant theyre going to be. SL

Its difficult to say, but, if pushed, Kylian Mbapp. He has the potential to be a big World Cup star. But will it be at this World Cup? He is still very young. MD

Benjamin Pavard, a young defender I work with at Stuttgart and part of Frances squad. He can play right-back but, for me, is much better suited to being a centre-back. He is calm and composed, good in the air and aggressive when he needs to be. A real talent. TH

Hes still only 19 and there were ups and downs in his first season at Paris Saint-Germain but I feel Kylian Mbapp could make a really big impact for France. M

Sergej Milinkovic-Savic

Sergej Milinkovic-Savic

How far will England get?

There is a potential quarter-final against Brazil or Germany looming. Even with the new wave of optimism, surrounding Gareth Southgates team its difficult to see them getting past that stage. DT

The quarter-finals, playing some encouragingly enterprising football along the way. DF

Respectable/brave 2-0 quarter-final loss after narrow squeak to that stage based on discipline and a couple of flukey clean sheets. BR

The usual in all probability, maybe a quarter-final this time. AL

The quarter-finals, where we will lose on penalties to Germany. DH

They will get out of the group but its hard to see them progressing any further than the last 16. SJ

Quarter-finals. This is the minimum target the FA has set and is eminently achievable for a team which seems to have had the shackles removed. MK

Quarter-finals. Am I alone in thinking that England are actually quite good? I like the look of them offensively. SL

It is hard to say as England are short of experience. I feel they will need this tournament to grow as a group of players. MD

The quarter-finals. With a bit of good fortune and good play, they could even make the semi-finals. TH

They will definitely get out of their group and possibly go beyond that. M

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Who will be Englands best/most important player?

Harry Kane. People forget how poor he was in the European Championship, booed by the England fans, but if Kane is on form the team have a striker who can trouble any defence. DT

Harry Kane, making his mark at a major finals. The one player of real pedigree in English ranks. DF

Raheem Sterling. Will bring a dash of Manchester City to things and finally score a couple of goals – hopefully with his gun foot, before suggestively unfurling his sock for the cameras. BR

Harry Kane. Has to be. AL

Kyle Walker. He has a pivotal role on the right of Gareth Southgates back three, where he brings defensive cover and, crucially, pace on the transitions. Confidence is high after his superb debut season at Manchester City. DH

Harry Kane.Englands captain, principal goalscorer and, its fair to say, best player. SJ

Harry Kane is vital to Englands success as one of our few genuine world-class players. The captain has no shortage of motivation, claiming a World Cup victory would be trump winning the Champions League with Tottenham. MK

Marcus Rashford. On the basis he is given continuity, confidence and a certain level of freedom. SL

The guy who has really confirmed his talent on the big stage is Harry Kane and if he gets good service he could be one of the top scorers in Russia. MD

Harry Kane. He needs to score goals and Im sure he will. TH

Harry Kane. He had a great season with Tottenham Hotspur and his goals will make a difference for England. M

Harry Kane

Harry Kane

What are you most looking forward to, on or off the pitch?

The final. Its a World Cup final. For a journalist, theres no better moment when it comes to covering the sport. DT

Off the pitch, seeing The Motherland Calls in Volgograd. On it, that jaw dropping contest to match the drama of Belo Horizonte in 2014. DF

Discovering that, in fact, everyday Russians arent all Putin-mad dopes or gumshield-clad football hooligans. Also vodka. BR

Exploring Ekaterinburg and watching football in an unexpected place. Japan versus Senegal in a city known as the gateway to Siberia is what its all about. AL

The best thing about the previous World Cups Ive covered has been the carnival vibe. I hope its the same this time. DH

Seeing Colombia play. I had the pleasure of watching them in Brazil and they were a joy. I also havent forgotten how a few of their fans felt sorry for me when I ordered a table for one in a Brazilian steakhouse four years later and were still in touch. SJ

Im genuinely intrigued to see what sort of World Cup-host Russia will be and if they can succeed in reversing opinions of some visitors that the country is cold and unwelcoming. MK

The same thing you always look forward to at the World Cup loads of fans from loads of places making loads of noise and discovering players and teams..Some random player being brilliant. SL

Im excited to see which teams are going to surprise us AND which teams are going to show from the very outset that they are here to win it. MD

Although I think Germany will win the World Cup this looks like a really open tournament, with quite a few genuine major contenders as well as teams would could cause a major surprise. It should be fascinating. TH

Talking about soccer, watching beautiful and clean games, with sportsmanship, fair plays and no dirty plays. Thats what I hope to see, anyway. M

The Colombia fans were already out in force to cheer on their team at Kazan airport. Photograph: Luis Acosta/AFP/Getty Images

What are you most concerned about, on or off the pitch?

This might be the worst prediction of them all, but I dont think there will be the racism or riots that people fear. We heard similar before Euro 2012 in Ukraine and Poland, plus other scare stories before the World Cups in South Africa and Brazil, but it tends to be different in the big tournaments. DT

The inevitable shambles and confusion which will be VAR. DF

The only thing any football hack ever really worries about is the wi-fi. Will it be good? Will it come and go? Will it fade at kick-off? Im worrying about it right now. BR

Having been in Marseille for England versus Russia, digging out the old Italia 90 No All Violenza T-shirt and hoping for a peaceful tournament. AL

VAR leading to confusion inside the stadiums and, potentially, killing the emotion of big moments. DH

The battery life on my new mobile phone. Any incomplete answers in here are down to the fact my phone died while trying to file. SJ

That we will spend the next five weeks talking exhaustively about decisions made by Video Assistant Referees. MK

Connection issues and late goals. Long distances. Cyrillic script. On the pitch: teams turning defensive when it gets decisive. SL

That all the talk about security and organisation will overshadow the football. As a Fifa ambassador l have visited many stadiums, met many Russians, and l am confident in the capacity of Russia to run a great tournament. MD

Vladimir Putin and Gianni Infantino appearing on our television screens more often than the actual players. TH

Ugly incidents between supporters. Sport is not a tool for spreading hatred and disagreement but rather love, passion, and unity. M

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