#dearest dolphin

[delirious-donna]

I wish you could write a fic where Lucy seduces Natsu. He’s so surprised and turned on he doesn’t even know how to react. He’s embarrassed. And Lucy’s done waiting for him to make the first move. She loves him after all, and she’s determined to make him understand.

- 🐬

Interesting indeed, Lucy isn’t often the pursuer but I think it would be more accurate if she were. Natsu is never gonna take the initiative so Lucy is gonna have to step up if she wants her man.

Maybe one day I’ll write this. It’s been so long since I wrote for a ship, maybe I wouldn’t be any good anymore? 🥺😭

[deathmetalunicorn1]

ROR Virgin Destroyer Dress

(Dress designed by https://twitter.com/Dishwasher1910)

Oblivious Y/N: *back from another shopping trip where Aphrodite assisted in picking out a new outfit* Lookie~! I got a new outfit! What do you think?

-Buddha: *if he was holding something it is now on the ground in thousands of pieces as he froze in shock, words escaping him as he trotted up to him, blinking up at him as he didn’t answer you* Y/N: Love~ are you okay? *He didn’t care that you were in the middle of his paradise, snatching you up before easily pinning you to the ground beneath him, eyes red with lust and passion as hearts appeared in them* You better hope I don’t rip this, because I’m going to ruin every inch of you!

-Poseidon: Sea God.exe has crashed and burst into flames *no words came as his brain couldn’t comprehend your body in such an outfit; when he tried to speak* Dolphin sounds *his face burned bright, his cold facade breaking as he threw you over his shoulder again, sprinting to your bedroom* You’re going to pay for this!!

-Sasaki: *he dared not turn around, remembering the last time you did this, the dress that he ravaged you in for hours was hidden away, so he wouldn’t attack you again* *he swallowed hard, slowly turning as you called out his name and he felt his heart stop and instantly his hands flew to his crotch as his face burned and lewd thoughts quickly took over* Y/N!! Are you trying to kill me?! *You batted your eyelashes at him innocently, confused by his words before he quickly grabbed you, rolling you to your back so he loomed over you, his eyes blown wide with lust before removing his scarf and grabbing your wrists to bind them...again*

-Jack: *he couldn’t believe his eyes, he refused to believe them, turning back to his tea, sipping quietly, not looking over at you, thinking it was a trick of the light* *When he finished his tea he looked again, seeing you smiling warmly at him, giving a dainty twirl, asking for his opinion. He wiped his mouth on a napkin before folding the newspaper up and stood* My dearest Y/N, I am a gentleman and shall always be one. However, for the moment, I am going to indulge with you in an uncontrolled and savage way. *Before you could blink, he had thrown you over his shoulder, rushing to the bedroom as if you were going to disappear before he could fulfill his desires*

-Loki: *drops to his knees as a light shown from above upon him, tears cascading down his cheeks as he beheld the most stunning of creatures before him* *a feral grin quickly takes over as he rushes you, pinning you to a wall* Can I ravage you Y/N? Please say yes! *You turn your head with a pout, arms folding beneath your chest* Y/N: no, you ripped my dress last time *instantly he’s on his knees, arms around your hips, his chin resting on your belly, apologies falling from his lips like a mantra, hearts appearing in his eyes* I’ll beg, please let me have you, please, please, please~~~!!

-Odin: *the mug in his hands instantly shatter as you twirl in front of him, showing your newest outfit off with a bright, unaware smile. With a sigh, Muninn and Huginn are quick to make their exit again, knowing what was going to happen...again* *Odin quickly snatches you into his arm, sitting you on his lap so your back was to his chest, his large hands coming to rest, only momentarily, on your hips* You’re playing a dangerous game, Y/N *you blink up at him, innocence in your eyes which only seems to make him more feral* Y/N: what do you mean? *Yeah... you couldn’t walk for two days after he finished with you but requested the outfit to be worn again. He was the only one to send Aphrodite a thank you message.*

[thedelicatearcher]

Ok so fun fact abt me is my biggest hobby is making friendship bracelets😭and im not talking eras-tour-beads-and-charms im talking good old embroidery-floss-knotting-until-your-nails-break friendship bracelets. And those are literally just making rows and rows of knots in various patterns and stuff (im sure you can see where im going with this)

FINNICK WOULD LOVE MAKING FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS BC NOT ONLY IS IT SOMETHING TO DO WITH HIS HANDS THEYRE PRETTY AS HELL AND HE’D MAKE EVERYONE HE KNOWS WEAR THE ONES HE MAKES FOR THEM‼️‼️‼️

anyways I just wanna sit in silence w him as we make friendship bracelets is that really too much to ask for???

YES!! I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!

finnick has many hobbies that involve working with knots and patterns such as crafting nets as beach beds for his friends, knitting, and making friendship bracelets is also one of them for sure!!!

all of finnick’s bracelets are sea themed. whether it’s from the colors he picks--from example, a mix of pale green and a soft blue representing the algae in the sea. a mix of warm colors symbolizes the loving sunset he admires every day on the beach. he finds a meaning in every color. after making an all-red bracelet, he explained to everyone how it represented a crab. it’s also from the little charms too. he has tons of stars, which he sees as starfish. he has little dolphins too, some anchors, and smiley faces.

he could spend an inhuman amount of hours sitting on the floor, humming sweet melodies as his hands work on the knots. expertly following the familiar patterns, it becomes effortless for him. his mind drifts, relaxed as he focuses on getting the tension in the bracelet just right. if you were to look at him, you would notice his focused frown, legs crossed, tongue sticking out in concentration, surrounded by supplies spread across the floor.

what he loves most about making friendship bracelets is choosing the colors according to the person he has in mind. for mags, he made a lilac and sky blue bracelet with a pattern that had hearts all over it.

for peeta, he carefully chose soft tones of orange and yellow embroidery floss, aiming to capture the essence of the quiet sunset he so admittedly loves. he includes a small sun charm to complement it. finnick smiles like a child as he imagines peeta's face when he explains the meaning of the bracelet to him.

for johanna, he picked the brightest, most colorful neon colors. a mischievous grin spread across his face because he knows she won’t reject the bracelet. he understands johanna won't wear her bracelet when he is not around, but the satisfaction of knowing that she loves him so dearly that she would wear it, even if she hates it, it's enough to him.

he takes great pride in his creations, adoring the sight of the strings on his dearest friends' wrists. his hands may be cramping, but his heart feels full of love for his friends

[cainluvr69]

Surely, We Can Make Miracles Chapter 26

Previous Chapter

Hwylryn: …Balthazar…Balthazar…!

Mithra: … Is there a point in continuing our fight if that person has turned to stone?

Hwylryn: …

Mithra: Let's be done. This is enough for tonight…

Hwylryn: Mithra…

Mithra: …Hey, Hwylryn. Isn't this enough?

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Arthur: We need to stop that light, or something terrible is going to befall Borda Island!

Murr: We need to get back to the island to intercept it! Oz…!

Oz: Wait.

Oz was staring at the ends of the sky, and then turned his gaze to Mithra.

Oz: Mithra!

For a moment I'd wondered if he'd heard him, but then Mithra looked down at Oz. He was so far off, I couldn't tell what expression he was making.

Oz: I will kill him.

Mithra: …

Oz: We do not have enough time to wait until dawn.

Mithra: …What are you talking about?

Oz: You need not do it with your own hands!

Mithra: …

Mithra silently looked back at Hwylryn. I couldn't see his face, but I could still tell he was bewildered. Hwylryn's huge mouth moved a bit, as if trying to tell Mithra something. Whatever it was Mithra heard, his head fell heavily for a moment, until he looked up again. A strange light began to gather in his crystal skull, though he didn't take his gaze off Hwylryn even for a moment. And Hwylryn flexed his claws and bared his fangs. A blizzard kicked up around them. It was the same snow that fell upon their homeland.

Mithra: Oz. Don't start saying things as stupid as that. I know where my prey is.

Mithra laughed. For a moment, Oz's expression turned bitter. He gripped my hand and examined my face, trying to ascertain what was in my heart.

Oz: I will stop Balthazar's attack. We will depart from here and return to the island. …Is that alright?

But before I could respond, Hwylryn and Mithra, clad in light so harsh it hurt to look at, dove down into my line of sight. I didn't think I'd be able to forget that sight for as long as I lived.

Akira: Yes.

Oz squeezed my hand tightly. I kept my grip on his hand firm, too. I needed to make sure he knew what was in my heart.

Oz: <Vox Nox>

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Nero: …! Hey, somethin's comin' this way outta the ocean!

Bradley: That ain't good… We need t' intercept it!

Mitile: Okay!

Riquet: Look! There's a dragon in the sky…!

Mitile: I see Mithra, too…!

Oz: <Vox Nox>

Riquet: …! Oz…!

Arthur: Riquet!

Riquet: Prince Arthur! And Shylock's here and okay, too!

Shylock: Yes, I am. My apologies for worrying you.

Mitile: My brother and Cain are okay, too! And Lord Snow, and Chloe and Rustica, and all of the other Eastern wizards, too!

Arthur: Thank goodness!

Murr: We can get all emotional later! It's almost here…! <Eanul Lambru>!

Shylock: <Inviebelle>!

Bradley: <Adnopotensum>!

Nero: <Adnodis Omnis>!

Riquet: <Sunrotea Edif>!

Mitile: <Scintilla>!

Arthur: <Pernoctant Nixzo>!

Oz: <Vox Nox>!

Everyone brandished their magical focuses, chanting their spells in unison. A swell of pale light burst forth, wrapping itself around us in an effort to stop the red light from the sea. Its force dwindled, just a bit. But not enough to stop it. Mermaids and dolphins poked their faces out from the waves, having noticed the path the red light was taking. Vivid blue lightning arced across the sky, silhouetting Hwylryn and Mithra's fight in black-and-white snapshots.

Akira: (At this rate, Borda Island will…!)

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Heathcliff: …! Mr. Faust, look!

Faust: What is it?

Heathcliff: There's something that looks like a dragon in the distance, that way!

Shino: I can feel something dangerous approaching us, too…

Figaro: …

Snow: …Fear not… We will have everything under control…

Faust: "We"…?

Figaro: Then, Lord Snow…?

Snow: …Hoho… I found him… Come back to me, White. <Noscomnia>

Figaro: …! Lord White…!

Snow: Let us speak as one. One, two…

Snow & White: <Noscomnia>

Heathcliff: Lord White!

Shino: Thank goodness! I'm happy for you, Snow!

Snow: You came back, dearest White.

White: You brought me back, dearest Snow.

Snow & White: We are one. In life, in death, and forever after--we are one.

Figaro: …Whew… Things are finally back to what I'm used to…

White: Is that Hwylryn?

Snow: Yes, it is. But he's not what we need to be worrying about right now. Spirits from the bottom of the sea are on their way to sink this island.

White: We'll stop them.

Snow: Oh yes, we'll stop them.

Figaro: Thank you, you two!

White: Hoho. All of you can wait right here. Let's be off, my dearest Snow!

Snow: Let's be off, my dearest White!

Snow & White: <Noscomnia>!

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Arthur: …ghh… It's too strong, we can't…!

Oz: …If only the sun would rise…

Oz took a long look at the sky--still dark and full of stars. The red light was carving its way towards Borda Island, slowly but very, very surely.

Akira: (Was I not focused enough?!) (I need to stop thinking about Hwylryn…) (…I can't. I can't do that.) (Not when he's right there in front of me.)

Shylock: Master Sage! Look…!

Akira: Huh…? Ah…! Snow! White!

Sacrificium: …!

Akira: You brought Saku-chan, too…!

Snow: Ohoho! Sorry for making you wait!

White: Ohoho! Sorry for making you worry!

Oz: White…

Arthur: Lord White! I'm so glad you're okay…!

Bradley: Heh. Cheatin' death again, huh? We need you to get to work, so don't get too comfortable!

White: I'm well aware! Now, dear Snow…

Snow & White: <Noscomnia>!

Mitile: …! The red light is getting smaller…!

Arthur: We only need a little more! Let's do this!

A small fleck of light joined with the wave of magic pushing back the relentless red onslaught. More little sparks joined the first, their number increasing bit by bit. I thought that seemed strange, so I looked back over my shoulder. And there they were: the wizards that we'd met in the island market.

Market Wizard: We're here to help.

Market Wizard: We heard the details from the little miss, the new lord. She said they might try sinking the island!

Market Wizard: This island's our livelihood.

Market Wizard: We've gotta put in the effort to protect our home ourselves!

Akira: Thank you, all of you…

Market Wizard: And it's not just us wizards showing up, either! The humans are putting their boats to sea, getting ready for whatever happens!

Market Wizard: Master Sage! Let's all put our backs into it and protect this island together!

Nero: You guys…

Bradley: We've got some serious backbone on display here. Alright, then I'll step up, too. Time to get ourselves in sync!

Owen: Oh, you think you get to take charge?

Bradley: Man, don't argue! Let's do this! Three, two, one…!

At Bradley's command, the wizards in attendance all strengthened their spells. The sparks from the market wizards, the mere flickers of light, turned the wave of my wizards' magic into something bigger, something brighter--something that could gently embrace the spirits that threatened to destroy their home. Embraced by light, the spirits' dreadful red glow slowly weakened, losing force as it faded away. Soon, there was nothing left on the other side but the clear sky, awaiting dawn. And then… The red light that Balthazar had called from the depths of the ocean glittered and vanished into the blue waves.

Mitile: Yes…!

Riquet: We've protected the island…!

All the wizards in attendance, both Sage's wizards and those from the market, started shouting and cheering happily. And then… I thought I heard someone say my name.

—Akira.

Akira: …

I turned and looked up at the sky. I heard Mithra's voice on this aerial stage, backed by the gentle glow of dawn's first light.

Mithra: <Arthim>

It was such a beautiful morning. Blue and red extended off into infinity, past the gentle curve of the horizon, a sash tied neatly around the circumference of the world. Under that beautiful sky, a gem resplendent with all the colors of the rainbow shattered, its crystals raining down upon the sea. They fell into the water, plip, plop, the inauspicious sound of rain heralding those rainbow gems' descent into the depths of the sea. It was a beautiful sight. One better suited for a dream. The mermaids and dolphins watched the crystal rain with a solemnity typically reserved for prayers. And I…knew that I'd just lost a friend.

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Borda Island Resident: What just happened…?! Did the wizards over the ocean save us…?

Borda Island Resident: Ah… Look… There's gemstones falling into the water…

Borda Island Resident: You're right… …It's so pretty… It's the kind of thing they write songs about… Like the one about the lost prince's legacy… The rain of jewels…

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Akira: …

Arthur: Master Sage…

Oz: …

Arthur was looking at me, worry clear on his face. I knew that he was worried and yet, I couldn't get my tears to stop falling. All I could think about was my beloved Hwylryn's innocent smile. The way he spoke so cheerfully.

—Do you want some too, Akira? —It's a promise. —I'm glad we met.

Mithra: …

Mithra was staring at something in the palm of his hand. Hwylryn's stone. He turned and looked at me and then, saying nothing, stepped through one of his doors through space and vanished. I didn't know where he went. And, just like that, the strange incidents plaguing Borda Island were over.

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Dianne: Master Sage, I sincerely apologize for all the trouble I have caused. And I must thank you as well for saving Borda Island from its imminent catastrophe.

Dianne was very grateful once we returned to the castle. It felt a little bit like the air around her had changed somehow. Before, she'd had a powerful and commanding presence, if an overly rigid one, but now her smiles felt…genuine.

Dianne: I deeply troubled everyone in the castle, and the townspeople as well… I plan on restarting my studies from the beginning to try and avoid doing this again.

Castle Butler: Lord Dianne, are you certain about reinstalling the magical technological oven in the kitchen?

Dianne: Yes. Yes, it's just fine. It's something that needs to be done if I ever want the former head chef to return to his position here.

Castle Butler: I'm sure he will, your Lordship.

Dianne: Thank you… When that time comes, Master Sage, please come visit Borda Island again. We will be eagerly awaiting you!

Dianne smiled a bright and carefree smile. The expressions of all the castle servants seemed more at ease now, too.

Claudia: Master Sage, I'd be delighted if you could return to be Dianne's companion again.

And Claudia was also kind and friendly with us to the very end of our visit. She'd said she'd known Vincent a long time ago, but hearing her stories would have to wait until next time, too.

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Heathcliff: Goodbye, Vespa. Thank you so much for everything.

Vespa: …

Shino: Hey, she's holding something. Put your hand out for her, Heath.

Heathcliff: What is it? Woah, what pretty shells… You're giving all of these to me?

Vespa: ……

Shino: That's a lot of nodding. Yep, they're all yours.

Heathcliff: Thank you. Let's see, which one should I give to Shino…

Shino: Are you stupid? You don't know the first thing about a girl's heart.

Heathcliff: I…don't think that's true.

Shino: Are you for real? Man, I just know blood's gonna get spilled over you in the human part of the world.

Heathcliff: Don't say scary things like that! Thank you so much, Vespa. I'm pretty good at detailed craftwork, so I'll make you a new accessory for the next time we meet. Like that barrette you're wearing.

Vespa: …! …!

Shino: Ahaha! Look how happy she is! If she keeps smacking the water with her tail like that, she's gonna splash us.

Heathcliff: Ahaha. I'm just happy she's happy. Well then, I'll see you again sometime, Vespa.

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Lennox: I'm sorry for troubling you, Lord Faust…

Faust: No, you didn't do anything of the sort. If you want to say thanks to someone, you should be thanking the others…

Lennox: …

Faust: … This incident has made me reflect on a few things. You have a very strong heart. The fact that you could get possessed like that despite that strength must mean that my…halfhearted demeanor towards you made you falter.

Lennox: …

Faust: So I want to say it again. I have no intention of being happy, and because of that, there isn't a place for you at my side. But…if I were to want something similar to happiness, even just a little bit… I'd want to be able to watch over you being happy. That's all I'd want.

Lennox: Lord Faust… … My happiness is…

Faust: Yes…?

Lennox: My happiness is your happiness.

Faust: …

Lennox: If you can't be happy, Lord Faust, then I can't be happy, either.

Faust: But… You… I…

Lennox: Never.

Figaro: Both of you are so stubborn…

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Riquet: I learned a lot from this incident. In particular, I now understand just how difficult it is to act as a guide to the people.

Mitile: Yeah.

Rutile: I've learned the same thing from teaching. Trying to gather all my students and their different views and lead all of them is a really difficult thing to do.

Riquet: Yes. For instance, Mitile.

Mitile: Huh, what?

Riquet: If the path that I wanted to lead you down and the path that Rutile wanted to lead you down were different, whose guidance would you follow?

Mitile: Wh--what?!

Riquet: Incidentally, I'd want you to pick my side.

Mitile: That's… Um, well, I… I-I'd want to make my decision based off what you both want from me, instead of just picking you or Rutile.

Rutile: Wonderful. That's a good path for you to take, Mitile.

Mitile: Riquet, would you listen to me if I was the one guiding you?

Riquet: The other way around…?

Mitile: Hehe… Watch out, I might get strict with you.

Riquet: That's kind of exciting, actually.

Mitile: Exciting…?

Riquet: Please let me follow your guidance when we have the chance.

Mitile: I'll do my best!

Rutile: Ahaha! The two of you get along so well. You know, it's almost time for us to go back to the manor, but I haven't seen Mithra anywhere.

Riquet: I wonder if he already returned to the manor without us.

Rutile: Maybe… I hope he's doing okay…

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Arthur: The Sage doesn't seem to be doing very well right now…

Oz: …This is true…

Arthur: I'm worried about you too, Lord Oz…

Oz: … I want to see…you talking, eating, sleeping, laughing… For another thousand days.

Arthur: … We do still have to contend with <the Great Calamity>, Lord Oz.

Oz: I suppose we do…

Arthur: I'm very happy to have you watching over me. But I'd like to have the chance to watch over you, too. I recently asked Lords Snow and White if they know if you've been getting enough sleep these days.

Oz: So that was your doing…

Arthur: It's quite nice here in the sunlight. Why don't you lay down and take a nap? I'll be right here to protect you.

Oz: Haha… So the opposite of how it has been until now.

Arthur: Ahaha! Yeah, I suppose it is.

Oz: <Vox Nox>

Arthur: Woah, a bed.

Oz: It is daytime. Such a triviality is of no consequence.

Arthur: Alright, time to lay down… Rolling around on a fluffy bed surrounded by sand and sea, listening to the sound of the ocean breeze, feels awfully decadent…

Oz: It does…

Arthur: The sun feels so nice…

Oz: It does…

Arthur: … …zzz…zzz…

Oz: … You must have been exhausted… … I never tire of seeing you so at ease.

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Chloe: You did soooo much this time, Rustica! It was rough, but I wanna say job well done!

Rustica: Why thank you, Chloe.

Chloe: But I think you should learn how to swim just in case we have to fight underwater again.

Rustica: You have a point. However, I am already fond of myself, unable to swim though I am.

Chloe: I'm already fond of you, too! And so… Tada! I found something just for this.

Rustica: And what would that be?

Chloe: Leather boots that'll keep you super buoyant! I even altered them to fit your legs better. Come on, try them on!

Rustica: Why thank you again, Chloe. Let's see… Like this?

Chloe: They suit you perfectly! Okay, now try walking on top of the water!

Rustica: Alright. I'll give it my best shot. Without further ado… …glub blub blub…!

Chloe: Wahh! The boots are floating, but Rustica's sinking!

Rustica: <Amores Viesse>

Chloe: Rustica, are you okay?!

Rustica: …gasp… Yes, I'm fine. These boots are a bit frightening, however.

Chloe: They areeee! I'll come up with something else!

Rustica: I shall eagerly await your next idea.

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Cain: How about you be done here?

Owen: Excuse me? I can eat however much I want to.

Cain: Well, I guess so, but… Either way, you really are strong, huh. I was really impressed by how fast you can think on your feet while watching you fight that dragon.

Owen: You do the same when you have a sword in your hands, Sir Knight. But you did only just start using magic, so it's only natural you'd think that.

Cain: I guess so… By the way, why did you turn yourself into Natalie?

Owen: Who?

Cain: The lady you turned yourself into. With the black hair and kind of sexy vibes? Sounds like she was scamming rich folks. They said it was a good thing you identified her.

Owen: Hmph.

Cain: Oh, you've got some coconut on your face. Let me get that.

Owen: Hah?

Cain: I think I'll get a refill on my coffee. Do you want anything to drink? I wonder if there's anything like drinking sweet cream?

Owen: Hah?

Cain: Excuse me. Can I add to our order?

Owen: Don't treat me like you would Riquet.

Cain: Riquet eats way more neatly than you do. Let's see, can we get a coffee, and… What did you want?

Owen: Hot chocolate.

Cain: Won't torta di cocco plus hot chocolate be kind of overwhelming?

Owen: I'm the type to open my trunk when overwhelmed.

Cain: Hmm, well, I guess I'm the type to push my body to the limit, too.

Owen: What? What does that mean?

Cain: A coffee and a hot chocolate, please.

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Bradley: Good grief. They really made me work this time.

Nero: Hey, Brad… I've got somethin' I wanna talk to you about.

Bradley: Nn?

Nero: 'Bout Figaro and the twins.

Bradley: Oh, yeah…

Nero: You wanna take care of 'em yourself, right? Or should I take the honors if I get the chance?

Bradley: You can't do it on your own. So obviously I'm gonna be doin' it. If you're alone, don't lay a hand on 'em.

Nero: Izzat right…

Bradley: But hey, we're only gonna be goin' after 'em once we beat <the Great Calamity>, yeah?

Nero: …! Damn, I almost forgot…

Bradley: Are you kiddin' me… Can't believe this is the kinda thing you get hasty about…

Nero: Th…that ain't true!

Bradley: Sure it is. But that's why you're my number two. You can be pretty damn scary when you want, Nero. You had the new recruits tremblin' like a leaf. Well, y'sure made me popular with them instead. Heh.

Nero: Now that ain't true. Sorry, but I was way more popular with the new meat than you were.

Bradley: No, I was.

Nero: I'm tellin' ya, it was me.

Bradley: Me.

Nero: It was me.

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Sacrificium: …

Shylock: …I see… So that's what happened between you and that sea dragon, Master Sage…

Akira: …Yeah… I… …I'm sorry, I'm still… I can't really get the words out…

Shylock: You don't need to force yourself to say anything. Simply being at your side like this lets me know what you're thinking. I've spent quite a long time doing just that… I'm quite proud of that ability.

Akira: …Thank you… …I think…I hurt Hwylryn…

Shylock: Why's that?

Akira: …I had Mithra bring torta di cocco for him. I thought he'd be happy to get it and want to listen to what we had to say, but… …But yesterday, we promised we'd go get some together… I broke our promise… Instead, I took advantage of it to try and negotiate with him… I thought giving him cake would make him happy, I thought I could talk to him, I thought he'd understand where we were coming from…I was being so shallow… …I feel like I…walked all over Hwylryn's feelings, even though I was trying to treasure them…

Shylock: That's not true. I'm sure he understood that you were thinking of him, and that your actions were the result of careful consideration on your part, even if you lacked the words for it. He was a very clever dragon, after all.

Akira: …sniff… If you say so…

Shylock: I am sure that he was grateful that you never gave up on being his friend… I am sure you made him happy.

Akira: …sniffle… …Thank you…

Shylock: I have also…found myself wishing I could have spoken with Balthazar under better circumstances.

Akira: Why did he kidnap you like that?

Shylock: Perhaps it sounds a bit presumptuous given I'm the one saying it, but he was attracted to me.

Akira: Attracted?

Shylock: Yes. I, who could do what he hadn't been able to, sparkled in his eyes the way a hero does. To be attracted to someone in such a way puts the idea that you're "lesser" than them into your head. But that adoration mixes poorly with Northern pride. He couldn't separate it from his envy, his hatred, his possessiveness, or his desire to "conquer" me. Northern wizards aren't the only ones who go through these sorts of things. It can happen to the rest of us, and even humans as well. When one's emotions get all mixed up like that, it can be difficult to make out what is what, like a half-finished painting…

Akira: …Losing track of your feelings…

Shylock: It's very important to keep things neat and tidy in one's own heart, just as in one's own room, so that you do not lose track of such important things. We are just as liable to have our souls shatter to pieces as a certain someone was.

Akira: That's right… How did Murr help you, Shylock? I mean, back when Adams Island sank…

Shylock: Why, he didn't. He was so wrapped up in his research he didn't notice the huge mess I'd gotten wrapped up in at all.

Akira: R…really? Then how did you escape the island?

Shylock: Balthazar simply released me. He didn't kill me. I was what he wanted so badly, after all. I imagine he didn't want to see the world with that desire of his shattered to pieces.

Akira: … That makes sense…

Chloe: Master Saaaage! We're gonna go home soooon!

Akira: Okay…! (Mithra…never came back…) (When we get the time, I want to…) (I want to talk to Mithra about Hwylryn a bit more.)

The sound of the waves drew my eyes back to the sea. I thought about the world of endless blue that surrounded that undersea city. The place that had once been Adams Island. I imagined Hwylryn, Mithra, and myself walking down its stone steps. In a world where Adams Island had never been destroyed. In a world where we were just…people, walking down its streets and waiting to meet up with each other. In that world, I'm sure I would've kept my promise. And we'd be chatting and laughing happily. Beneath the endless blue sky.

✦✧☾✧✦

Shylock: … Welco…

Murr: Shylock!

Shylock: …

Murr: Wheeze…wheeze… …cough…! …Huh?

Shylock: …What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?

Murr: No, I flew here on my broom… Cough…wheeze…! …Adams Island…

Shylock: Oh, yes. You finally heard about that? All of that went down a month ago. And Professor Murr Hart was wrapped up in his work the whole time. Even the City of Nectar itself feels awfully neglected.

Murr: … Are you…

Shylock: Are you asking about how I fared with Balthazar? Don't tell me you came all the way here just because you were worried about me?

Murr: Haha. Of course not.

Shylock: Of course not. Was it because you were worried about your laboratory on Adams Island, then? Unfortunately, it's at the bottom of the sea now. I certainly hope you had notes on all your research materials.

Murr: Well, I have enough. I've still almost certainly lost some things, though.

Shylock: That's good to hear. Now, what would you like to drink?

Murr: …Just water, for now…

Shylock: Water? You?

Murr: No, give me my usual. …cough, cough… …I changed my mind…water…

Shylock: What a strange person you are…

✦✧☾✧✦

Snow: Gwawlyn! Hwylryn! Let's play!

White: Gwawlyn! Hwylryn! Let's play!

Snow: We love you! Gwawlyn! Hwylryn!

White: Gwawlyn! Hwylryn! Let's play again sometime!

Snow & White: Waaahhh! We loooost!

Snow: We hate you! Gwawlyn! Hwylryn!

White: We're never playing with you again! Gwawlyn! Hwylryn!

✦✧☾✧✦

Snow: Gwawlyn! Hwylryn! Let's play!

White: Gwawlyn! Hwylryn! Let's play!

Snow & White: Yaaaay! We woooon!

Snow: We love you! Gwawlyn! Hwylryn!

White: Gwawlyn! Hwylryn! Let's play again sometime!

Snow: Gwawlyn…?

White: Gwawlyn, dear?

✦✧☾✧✦

Mithra: …Hey, Hwylryn. Isn't this enough?

Hwylryn: Mithra. Just because I left the North doesn't change the fact that I was born there. There's nothing more humiliating than being told I'm not worth killing by someone who's acknowledged my strength.

Mithra: …

Hwylryn: Akira decided they're the Sage. Because they treasure all of you.

Mithra: …

Hwylryn: So, what will you do?

✦✧☾✧✦

Dianne: Master Sage, and all the Sage's wizards! Please take care…!

Claudia: Come visit us again sometime!

Akira: Yes! We will!

People waved at us from the ground as we sat astride our brooms--well, I sat astride one of the wizards' brooms. Even the Borda Island townspeople looked up and waved at us as we passed them by. The dazzlingly blue sky and glittering silver clouds reminded me of his white scales. The sound of the ocean breeze suited the sight of white-tipped waves on the horizon. And in the interstice of sea and sky hung the moon--big, white, radiant. <The Great Calamity>. That which had woven the first link in our bonds. The day of our fight against it, one with the fate of the world lying in the balance… Was coming ever closer.

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Down The Rabbit Hole Bingo

(Note: The orders from another menu will still be delivered)

Dearest Customers,

The butcher establishment is opening a special menu as The Online Service currently being made.

Down the rabbit hole bingo is all about the strangest, the good, the bad, and the magical things from all over the world. From a foreign tale to a love story of the century, or the things that crawled all over the online world.

Below listed is a possible trigger warning and their codeword, so could avoid it when needed to:

Upsetting historical events--for example; a death from a plague (Codeword: Rotten Rodent BBQ)

Graphic depiction of violence--For example; Description of a scar (Codeword: Wounded Steak Flesh)

Dead Dove themes--For example; Rape/non-con, autocannibalism (Codeword: Chicken’s fried head)

Disturbing fictional themes--For example; novel about scalping the native, a lyric that has described disturbing things (Codeword: Roadkill Soup)

Romantic themes; you know what to expect (Codeword: Waltzing cats)

Dark Themes; Murder, robbery, and many more (Codeword: Nightly Owl’s eyes)

Sexual themes; Voyeurism, 69, blowjob, and many more (Codeword: Steaming Butchered Long Pig’s Jewels)

Disturbing facts from all around the world (Codeword: Hiding rabbit)

Fluff; (Some customers do not like happiness) (Codeword: Fur covered Plate)

Angst/Heavy Angst; Some customers like torture (Codeword: Live Dolphin)

Disturbing internet's rabbit hole--For example a letter from a murderer, or dark web rumored facts (Codeword: Electric Bugs)

Monster/creatures--For example alien, or the mothman, or kuntilanak(Codeword:  Alien Fried Fingers)

Wonderful/disturbing places--For example haunted places or a beautiful tourist attraction (Codeword: Atlantis Water)

Artifacts from all over the world--For example Rosetta stone or dead sea scrolls (Codeword: Monkey's paw)

Strange events--For example The Bermuda Triangle tales or story from the Winchester haunted house (Codeword: Msytery Blood)

Humor (Codeword: Laughing fox)

Song/musical instrument (Codeword: Singing Raven)

Movies/short film (Codeword: Through The Lens of The Butchered)

Gen (Codeword: Gen)

Paintings (Codeword: Macabre From Humanity)

What the Codeword is used for:

To mix one codeword with another to get a mixed prompts/two themes merged into one.

Let's talk about Mannerism and customer's rights now:

While The Butcher is not a highly-demanded place, mannerism is needed or else you're going to be somebody's culinary experience.

1. You can only request two (2) menu at maximum and you are only allowed to ask for a change at maximum up to 2 squares. Therefore, please be careful when ordering.

2. Due to certain culinary experiences, only customers over 18+ are allowed to order.

3. When you're eating—filling up your stomach—you are allowed to use any method to eat; with your hands, with a fork and a knife, with a spoon. Your experience when eating should grow depending on how you look at it.

4. It might sound weird, but The Butcher accepts if you play with your food however you want. For example, if you're ordering a chicken, you're free to make a poem out of it or an art, or just throw it in the trash.

5. The Butcher establishment is offering special badges if you finish eating your order. It's just for fun. The Butcher is all about having fun.

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1. Order from The Butcher establishment opens on October 11th 2023 and will be forever open, at least until The Butcher is dead.

2. The Butcher prefers having the customers take their time when eating so no one will die choking in the establishment, so… they have time to fill up their stomachs. There's no deadline. So even if you turned into vampires--like some of our customers and live eternally, you could still eat your fill.

3. The Butcher opens its door for two orders only, however, you can cut it into pieces. There is no minimum or maximum quantity for the requirement put in as a filling. 100 pieces? Go for it. 70,000 pieces? Go for it and have fun!

(pshh! Pieces as in word count)

4. The Butcher allows customers to bring food from another establishment and mix it up with The Butcher's order, as long as the other establishment allows it.

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[antiquesintheattic]

darling dearest @appleisms tagged me to share five songs i’ve been into lately !

i’m gonna tag @7more @chicken-delight @doublealbum soz if you’ve been tagged already 😝

[roseartsandfics]

The Promise (Pikmin Fanfic)

The Promise

It was another day on Olimar’s mission; the mission to obtain all parts of his ship, which is his beloved S.S. Dolphin had crashed onto the strange planet he had never seen before. All of his little comrades, the Pikmin, had been his help to find and gather all ship parts in order to get home back to Hocotate. Olimar felt… he needed a bit of help from the little buds.

At the Forest of Hope, Olimar and the Pikmin have done a lot of work finding most of the ship parts. It started to rain earlier in the morning when Olimar and the rest of his little comrades arrived on the planet. They decided to have a little bit of a breaktime after all of the work they had done, at least for now, after the storm stopped. The captain sat on the damp log in the area where the Extraordinary Bolt is, which kinda has a bit of the wetness from all the rain earlier. However, Olimar didn’t mind. He didn’t mind at all. A single, slow sigh escaped from him as he watched all the Pikmin play, drinking every nectar they found to grow themselves a flower on their head, and relaxing on the leaves of each plant that stood as tall as a tree. Then… something came to Olimar’s mind. Well, probably not a good thought. Rather, the unpleasant thought intruded into the captain’s mind. The thought of each and every Pikmins’ fall from being eaten during their battle with the enemies. It broke Olimar’s heart every time he sees his comrades getting eaten when they are in a fight with each enemy that spawns. Losing the Pikmin was hard enough to think about. Although he can grow more of them after losing each, by pellets from each of the flowers and dead predators they had defeated. But still, losing the Pikmin… is disheartening to him.

Olimar looked down sorrowfully after those thoughts, and what he had not expected was a yellow Pikmin approaching him, full of curiosity. It climbed up the log and sat down, scooting next to the captain, looking up at him with its little legs swinging back and forth steadily. Olimar looked down at the yellow Pikmin

“Well,” he said softly “you guys are having fun so far on break, huh?”

The yellow Pikmin letted out a sigh, supposingly a “yes” answer to Olimar.

Olimar sighed from his nose, slowly moving his head away from the Pikmin’s direction. He could only say to himself “I wish I could go back to my family…”

The yellow Pikmin raised its head up at the captain after hearing the word “family”. Olimar lowered his head at the Pikmin’s direction, realizing that this, as well as the other Pikmin, doesn’t even know what a family is.

All Olimar could do was smile. “I guess you and your other Pikmin haven’t heard of family, haven’t you?”

The yellow Pikmin shook its little head. Olimar’s smile turned into a frown, as he now knows… that the Pikmin don’t know, nor understand anything about families.

“Well,” Olimar began his explanation to the yellow Pikmin “families are a group of people that have a relation to one another, by one parent, or another with children. Mothers, fathers, siblings, children, and other relatives are members of families. Families are about being there for them; for who they love, and spending time with them. And…”

Olimar paused for a brief moment. Frowning even more, he starts to think. All of the Pikmin are like a family. They grow from the ground, and they were grown to help him and fight off predators. Unfortunately, that would only mean one, or more Pikmin would get eaten; die fighting for survival. It was like when soldiers go off to fight in a war; even if it means leaving their family, and to be unknown whether they would return or not. They would make ultimate sacrifices to fight or protect others they love.

It wretched Olimar’s dearest heart when thinking about the Pikmin during times of battle.

“Well…” Olimar said in a low voice, bowing his head down sorrowfully, couldn’t even bear every thought of the little fella’s horrible fates in battles. He had his thoughts of what the Pikmin are actually like. “All of you are like a family.” he continued, his lips trying to form a smile, but struggled by every moments in his head about the Pikmin “You lived out here, you play around nature, you let your curiosity soar into discoveries of new things; what we find, and…” Olimar stopped for a couple counts. His brows pushed together with sadness flowing inside him.

The yellow Pikmin titled its head, puzzled by the captain’s dismal expression, and he finished his words, turning his head to the Pikmin again “A lot of you helped me on searching for my ship’s parts and fighting off any predators out here. Loyal, hard-working,... and brave.”

And, after his powerful words, the yellow Pikmin gave Olimar a happy expression and giggled. Olimar gave the little creature a small smile and chuckled lightly. He moved his head down again, his smile returning back to a saddening frown. He had other things to say to the little Pikmin, about their fighting against their enemy, about their… Their fate.

But… Olimar couldn’t.

He couldn’t bear to say what he wanted to say; of what his feelings about all this. It would only hurt him, and might hurt the yellow Pikmin emotionally. He couldn’t. He couldn’t. But his prevention wouldn’t let him keep away from telling the Pikmin… what they could’ve ended up if they lost their fight against the predators.

Olimar sighed in utter defeat, feeling he didn’t have a choice. “Well,” he spoke, couldn’t even look at the yellow Pikmin as his deep sorrow was overcoming him. “you Pikmin are brave enough to take on any enemies that lurk, or once spotted. But… seeing any of your friends… eaten, I thought… it’d be like losing someone you knew. Someone you cared for. As if all of the elite members, fighting to survive, fighting to serve your people. That would even mean… if you weren’t going to make it alive. Even if it will cost them many lives, and never seeing their family… ever again.”

The yellow Pikmin looked at the captain with a perplexed expression. Olimar turned his eyes at the creature’s direction, obviously as this little creature probably doesn’t even know what soldiers are, nor does it know anything about wars and such. The other Pikmin possibly hadn’t known anything about any of this as well. It would be hard for them to understand wars and elite armies. Perhaps, they could possibly understand families and what they mean to them.

And now, Olimar was thinking the worst that could happen if his 30 days of his expedition on this planet is up. The one thing he thought about; the one and only thing deep in his heart, of what he fears for if he and the Pikmin are not able to find and repair his S.S. Dolphin before his days are up.

His family.

Olimar couldn’t control his fear of what will possibly happen to him if he never repairs his ship just in time, but it kept growing stronger inside him, and can't hold it in “But now…” Olimar spoke, and this time, there was cracking in his voice “I fear for my family.” The yellow Pikmin continued to listen “I hope they’re not worrying over me too much, but… if we aren’t able to find my ship’s remains, and if 30 days is up for my oxygen level… I’ll never get to see my family again.” And, for the first time ever… Olimar shedded a single tear from his eye. The yellow Pikmin had never witnessed it, nor ever seen tears before. From what it realized, its eyes formed sadness. “I left my home planet for a trip, until the meteor incident.” Olimar continued on, voice cracking even more and eyes about to form more tears “And now… my worst fear… that I’ll never see them again. Ever…”

From that on, Olimar began to break down, clenching his teeth. The yellow Pikmin’s eyes widened as the captain continued weeping. From what it looks like to this little creature as it watched this heart-wrenching moment of the team leader that he led the entire Pikmin on this mission, the yellow Pikmin’s eyes and facial features had formed sympathy. It obviously never had felt the sadness for someone else before. Especially captain Olimar. The couple of red and blue Pikmin stopped their playtime, noticing Olimar’s emotional breakdown. The yellow Pikmin didn't want to see Olimar cry. The captain sighed and lowered his head, then gasped as he now sees the red and blue Pikmin staring at him, not even having a clue what is going on. The captain sighed again, and he and the yellow Pikmin both hopped off the log, attempting to settle his crying down.

“My apologies, fellas.” He said, the cracking in his deep voice fading away “I just-” he was cut off by a small little voice from the right side of his direction. Olimar turned his head to the yellow Pikmin, who wanted to cheer their leader up. It’s eyes showed sadness and more sympathy. Olimar didn’t know what to expect from this creature. He didn’t know what it’ll do now. “Huh?” He cooed. The yellow Pikmin clenched its little fists and quivered a little. Then, to Olimar’s surprise, the little Pikmin ran to him, its arms around him for an embrace and closing its eyes shut. Olimar was caught off guard, almost staggering. He didn’t know what to say, but from what this creature had seen from him, he probably knew this little Pikmin never wanted to see him sad. Olimar sighed and his lips curled a tiny smile. The yellow Pikmin opened its eyes again, watching the couple of red and blue Pikmin staring at them. They all have seen this moment, concerned. They all now see that Olimar was sad. Sad about the future. Sad over never seeing his family again. All of the Pikmin ran to him for a group hug. Olimar was more flabbergasted. Then, came his tears again, lips curled down with deep sorrow that he never had felt before. This type of sorrow was the feeling Olimar had never felt in his life. He shutted his eyes, the river of tears falling like a waterfall that flows down. He embraced the Pikmin back. It lasted for about a minute as the sun, light, golden and bright, bathed them, warming the whole land up.

Love spreaded in Olimar. Pikmin are like a family to him. It's hard for him because losing them during battles made his heart strings loosened. This type of feeling he had earlier… would be a heartache and deep anguish from the fear of never seeing his family again. However, this group’s embrace mended Olimar’s heart.

After withdrawing from the hug, Olimar smiled, his tears vanishing. All he wanted to keep is a single thing most people would keep for others they knew and loved.

“I promise…” Olimar spoke in a low tone, smiling widely “to all of you that I will protect you, and that I can treat you all as a family. Just as you protected me. I promise, no matter what happens, that I’ll look after you all. I promise we will fight for survival. Understood?”

The Pikmin cheered on, and all Olimar could do in response was smile and nod. “Alright,” he said, getting back on his feet “let’s get back to work! We’ve got a lot of work to do to find all of the parts of my ship. Sound good?”

The captain blew his whistle, calling all of the Pikmin, ending their break and playtime as they all gathered. Olimar and the rest of the Pikmin clan all walked, continuing their adventure. In his mind and heart, Olimar, with the brightest smile on his face, knew he and the Pikmin will fight to get where they’re going. To get most of the ship’s parts. To finally repair his S.S. Dolphin. And never forgetting the Pikmin will protect him, and he will protect them. They all promised Olimar they would retrieve the ship parts of the S.S. Dolphin; to have him return to his home planet. And they will all act like a family.

This… was Olimar’s promise.

The End

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Summary: Taking a break from their mission, Olimar had the most unwelcoming thoughts of each Pikmins’ fates when it comes to battling predators out in the wild. What Olimar thought about these creatures are more than just comrades; just like a family. It would take Olimar just those moments to promise some things what he wanted for the little fellas, just as they want to promise him as well.

Rating: K10+ (For some angst moments, but some friendship to lighten the moments up)

Genre: Friendship and angst

Golly, has it been awhile since writing any short fanfics for a gosh darn awhile? Holy mackerel 0_0

Anyways, school is going great, the last weeks before the end of school. I might write a journal what my plans are for the summer this year soon. Anyways, on a slow progress of playing Pikmin 2, BUT I did get to manage to get back into Crisis Core Reunion and beated the Hades Cup in Kingdom Hearts Final Mix :)

This was probably started back in October as of before beating Pikmin 1, and finished probably about last month, just had to fix some things in here (bad grammar lol). This fanfic probably would take place during Pikmin 1. I actually feel bad for the Pikmin dying in every game, so it was a purpose into writing this piece of Oilmar’s feelings of losing a Pikmin as of losing each soldier members that are like a family to him, the whole entire Pikmin are a family, I would say. I like to have this to be an emotional outcome to this story, and it's probably the best thing I've done ^^. This was pretty fun to write! I should probably read more fanfics when I can. I have this on Deviantart as well last night. I don’t know when to put them on Fanfiction.Net and Wattpad since I don’t post on there as much, but hopefully for more active motivation on there. I did have the illustration drawn for this as well! Hope you enjoyed this little fanfic, at least! I did put up the illustration I had finished last night as well, just how I would capture it! Hope it looks good :3

Read The Promise on DA as well!: https://www.deviantart.com/roseprincessarts/art/The-Promise-Pikmin-Fanfic-1048528512

Captain Olimar, the Pikmin (characters) and Pikmin ©Shigeru Miyamoto, Shigefumi Hino, Hirokazu Takenka and Nintendo

Illustration and story ©RosePrincessArts

No copyright infringement is intended

Art used: regular basic pencil, Cra-Z-Art colored pencils, Crayola colored pencils and silly scented colored pencils, and 48 pack colored pencils

[likesunsetorange]

my dearest ro (@dead-dolphins) made this really beautiful cover for me for winning her fic giveaway!

perfectly fits the title for the first chapter, linked below

chapter 1: cupid, draw back your bow

thank you so much again ro, and give her fic “the promised princess” a read too if you haven’t!

[suntuusita]

Bridgerton AU or regency inspired (lol)

Dearest readers,

Society sharpens its collective quill, my dears, for a new name graces the ballroom docket: Miss Mirèlha Biancheri. A Laurent, indeed, yet one who finds waltzing waves more enticing than waltzing partners. Unlike her flamboyant cousins, who pirouette through life with the grace of a breaching dolphin, Mirèlha possesses a spirit as deep and silent as the ocean she so adores. Whispers claim she spends more time sketching seashells than social niceties, her gaze perpetually fixed on a horizon beyond the drawing-room walls.

But beneath that serene exterior lies a Laurent mind, as sharp as a salty breeze. Her quiet observations pierce through the social facade, and rumors abound of a hidden well of wit and a spirit yearning for adventure. Society whispers of a hidden heart, captivated by a certain someone whose identity remains a tantalizing secret, much like a message in a bottle waiting to be uncorked. Could a chance encounter with a dashing naval officer, or a dashing rogue with a past as murky as the ocean depths wash away that of her hidden heart?

But do not mistake her stillness for a lack of ambition. This young lady possesses a Laurent mind, sharp and calculating. Beneath that unassuming facade lies a cunning wit and a fire waiting to be kindled. Society whispers of a hidden dowry, a Laurent secret that could turn the tide of alliances. Will Mirèlha remain a wallflower, or will she emerge from the shadows and claim her place among the elite? The dance has just begun, and Miss Mirèlha Biancheri is a player we shall all be watching very, very closely. After all, dear readers, the most captivating characters are often those who surprise us the most.

Yours truly, Lady Whistledown

[the-internet-is-underwater]

My dearest dolphin friend printed this out for me

[delirious-donna]

Hi Donna!

I hope you’re doing okay and that you’re happy! Also!That your kinktober list rocked!

Okay, so….confession time; I really want some beautiful Shino Aburame nsfw ❤️‍🔥 If you have the time, I’m begging you. This new obsession is not okay- I mean, it’s more than okay. It’s- delicious. I was so surprised by this. I mean, I never expected to be attracted to Shino and then-BAM! It came out of left field and knocked me on my ass. So, if you could oblige one of your poor sinful little readers I’d be ever so grateful.

Kisses & bites (to show my love)

Oh gosh, I feel so bad 😭

Yeah... I don't write for Shino.

He is on my no no list because, quite frankly, I don't like him. I'm sorry, I know he is liked by a few of my moots but it's a no from me and I can't bring myself to write anything, let alone smut for someone that I dislike. And not even dislike in an “I hate you, lets fuck” way, more a “please don't come near me with those bugs” way.

May I suggest my darling friend @allyallygator because they recently posted a Shino story and I'm sure that was a NSFW one? 🤔

[divine529]

Realm of the Elderlings Ask Meme Thing

I was tagged by @tragediegh! Thanks so much! I haven't seen this one floating around in a long time!

Favorite Rote Book: It changes fairly often, but currently "Fool's Errand".

Why: It's the least harrowing Fitz book (yes I know he's pulled out of his quiet life and back into the fray of politics and intrigue and it comes at a great cost to one of his nearest and dearest). I just love how quiet it is, Fitz and the Fool's dynamic is top tier and Fitz is in an interesting place as a character and it has some of my favorite scenes and quotes in it. It reads like a romantic comedy in some ways. There's just so much to love about it.

Top Three Favorite Characters: This is a tough one! There are so many characters I love (it might be fun to do by Fitz books, LST and RWC honestly), but the ones who live in my brain rent free most days are always The Fool (all of their facets), Nighteyes and Fitz.

Top Three Least Favorite Characters: To say I agonized over this question for a long time would be an understatement. Hobb has such an incredible ability to write compelling dislikeable characters to the point where everyone adds something to the story even if you hate them. There are plenty of characters I find irritating though, but do I actually dislike them? No. There are only two characters I truly hate and the third I'm mentioning I just feel very apathetic about for the most part. I truly dislike/hate Kyle and Hest, and the third is Bee. I don't hate her, but I don't love her.

Favorite Ship (of the floating kind): Paragon, but I also love Ophelia.

Top Three Favorite Ships (of the people kind): I love so many ships both canon and non-canon and it also changes (except for Fitz x Fool, they're always a constant). Fitz x Fool are my everything always, Alise x Leftrin and Malta x Reyn (but shout-outs to Patience x Lacey, Burrich x Chivalry, Brashen x Althea, Malta x Nettle and Carson x Sedric too.). Truly I love how shippable RotE is across the board and the complexity of all of the relationships, issues and all.

Would you rather be Witted or Skilled? Honestly I see the benefits of both and if I could have both, I would pick that, but since I have to pick one, I'll pick Witted.

If you were Witted, what animal would you bond with? That depends on where I was living. If I was by the sea, dolphin, if I was on land a dog of some kind or a wolf possibly or a red-tailed hawk or possibly a horse and most likely a Friesan. But being realistic, some kind of canine.

Would you rather live in the Outislands, the Mountain Kingdom, the Six Duchies, Bingtown, The Rain Wilds, Kelsingra, Jamaillia, The Pirate Isles, or the Fool's Homeland? Another tough one! Probably either Bingtown or the Fool's Homeland (Mercenia I believe?). Realistically, I'd be a nomad and hop from place to place because they all interest me.

How were you introduced to the books? A close friend of mine from college read them and I was in one of those places where I looked at my shelves and nothing looked appealing, asked her for some recommendations and RotE was one of the series on the list (she didn't tell me it was 16 books at first) and I started it and the rest is more or less history.

Share a quote you love: Should I show you the tabs on my books? There are so many quotes I love, but I'll pick one or two.

'History is no more fixed and dead than the future. The past is no further away than the last breath you took.' Fool's Errand

"Don’t do what you can’t undo, until you’ve considered what you can’t do once you’ve done it." Assassin's Apprentice

"Leave the pain behind and let your life be your own again. There is a place where all time is now, and the choices are simple and always your own. Wolves have no kings" Royal Assassin

And so many more, but those came to mind first.

Tagging: I have no idea who has done this or who wants to do it, but if you love RotE, and you see this and want to do it, consider yourself tagged!

[pardonmydelays]

happy late love letter night (almost 24 hours later ahaha)

my dearest poppy,

I love you so so much! thank you for being my big sister as well as my number 1 supporter who lives 5,698 km away from me ahaha

I feel like I can tell you anything! thank you for dealing with me and my crack self, and listening to my random thoughts, ideas, stories as well as interacting with almost every single post of mine!

I love your lin obsessiveness (thus the wedding) as well as your essays! I honestly love everything about you <3

thank you for fangirling with me about everything: from Taylor Swift to octopus to new guy (dolphin) to musicals

I'm so glad I came across your blog, I truly have no regrets

once again, I love you and I hope to see you soon

love,

your little sister

did you really check the kilometres WHAT-

i am crying right now, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA. and of course you can tell me anything, your secrets are always safe with me! forever grateful for you in my life, i believe i told you this already but once again: you are a literal sunshine sis! 🫶💃🌞

[lunarsun12]

NCT Interrogation

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The second group decided to investigate the NCT household. Taehyun and Soobin went to the dream house, who is their next door neighbour. To question them and Taehyun is convinced that Haechan isn’t innocent. When they knock on the door, they were greeted by Jisung.

Without hesitation, Taehyun asked if Haechan was home and explained the situation. Jisung suggested that he can help them with their investigation. By giving his most sus members to them , so they can interrogate them. Poor Jisung almost cried after hearing what happen to Kai plush collection.

Which members of the NCT Family is it? Or are they all innocent?

Soobin created a chat we need to talk chat

Today 21:00

Soobin🍞: Alright I added people who can help us plus potential suspects

Yuta🦁: Why am I here? I am perfectly innocent

Haechan🐻: Me too I am always innocent-

Jisung🚀: Don’t lie hyuckie, you lied about breaking Eomma plates yesterday

Haechan🐻: No I didn’t! I understand for Yang and Lele but me that is rude

YangYang🐑: Is this another werid chat again-

Soobin🍞: No it’s perfectly normal where is your Eomma?

YangYang🐑: He is busy right now

Soobin🍞: Again? I need to ask him to give back the money he lent from me. It has been a month now!!

Chenle💸: What is this now? I haven’t done wrong after I accidentally did something

YangYang🐑: 👀👀

Chenle💸: How’s that cat called Leon is that cat okay?

YangYang🐑: I guess so? Why do you care? You never bother asking about Eomma pets

Chenle💸: Nothing😊

Soobin🍞: We have one more person left?

Taehyun🐯: Do we really have to ask that Jungwoo person? He is so weird

Soobin🍞: Yes according to our little detective Jisung. He normally causes the most trouble

Jisung🚀: That right, here are the bad hyungs in this family. I will be on standby

Yuta🦁: Jisung? How could you call me bad? I treated you so nice

Jisung🚀: I saw something and you are bad hyung for lying to Mark ☹️

Haechan🐻: Please tell the tea pleasee

Jisung🚀: No, I am helping Soobin here. That’s so mean whoever did that to some kid plush

Taehyun🐯: So where is Jungwoo then?

Jisung🚀: Hang on let me call him

Jungwoo🍬: THE FABULOUS ME IS HERE

Yuta🦁: More like pain in the butt

Soobin🍞: Good we got everyone here!

Soobin🍞: Taehyun take it away!

Taehyun🐯: I am gonna be direct!

Taehyun🐯: Do any of guys know Kai? Wait wrong question! Who slaughter Kai animal collection?

Yuta🦁: Kai from exo? I love him, I went to their concert I love himmmmm

Haechan🐻: He means that whiny kid from upstairs

Jungwoo🍬: The kid who smashed an apple on your head?

Haechan🐻: NO THAT WAS ANOTHER KID. IT IS NOT FAULT, I ACCIDENTALLY TOOK HIS APPLE JUICE

Haechan🐻: Our new neighbour!

Yuta🦁: Ohhhh that guy, nope never met him

Jungwoo🍬: Oh the kid who was carrying his dolphin around. And screamed at me when I said it looked like a whale?

Taehyun🐯: Answer the question please! Which one you guy slaughtered Kai plush collection

Yuta🦁: Wasn’t me, I have been ever so busy. Plus I don’t know anyone called by Kai

Jisung🚀: You sure definitely have…

Haechan🐻: Look, I know the rules of plush collectors never ever touch somone plush without permission. Killing someone plush is a grave sin

Jungwoo🍬: Doing that sort of things does not make me fabulous…so no I didn’t touch it

Chenle💸: Why would I touch that kid plush! Jisung will tell Eomma right away, he is with me 24/7 literally

Jisung🚀: Lele is right, I haven’t seen him leaving the house. Apart from taking Daegal for a walk

Chenle💸: Then why did you put me on the suspect list? You clown!!

Jisung🚀: You seem to always cause trouble after what you and-

Chenle💸: YOU BE QUIET BEFORE I KILL YOUR PLUSH COLLECTION

Chenle💸: I mean my dearest Jisung please stop talking

Jisung🚀: Sorry, I forgot we in the group chat

Chenle💸: …i can’t believe I took you under my wing

Soobin🍞: Chenle, you better not blackmailed Jisung again!!

Chenle💸: I DID IT ONCE UNCLE DOYOUNG OVERREACTED

Jisung🚀: Did Lele blackmail me?

Soobin🍞: ANYWAYS let’s swiftly move one shall we? Continue Taehyun

Taehyun🐯: You all sure??

Yuta🦁: I can vouch for myself 😁

Haechan🐻: Yes I am 100% sure, Hyuckie doesn’t lie

Jisung🚀: Hyuckie is telling the truth this time, he was busy annoying Renjun hyung all day

Jungwoo🍬: I told you I am innocent. I play nice 😊

Taehyun🐯: Wait a second YangYang!

Taehyun🐯: You have been dead quiet! It got to be you??

YangYang🐑: I fell asleep…my brother kept me awake with his animal noise making yesterday

Jungwoo🍬: How could you fell asleep? It seems we are in a crisis

YangYang🐑: I haven’t slept since yesterday and finally the house is quiet as Appa took Hendery and Xiao to his parents for a week

YangYang🐑: Also Mr Soobin, my Eomma said he won’t pay you back and then he laughed

Soobin🍞: My money…

Taehyun🐯: Or were you up all night with a guilty conscience?

YangYang🐑: Why? Would I need to do that where I can just get Eomma to buy me stuff. Plus I like Kai, he is such a good gaming buddy

Taehyun🐯: Fine you all in the clear…

Taehyun🐯: Also Eomma tell Appa to do his special trick on Mr Ten. He will cough up the money

Soobin🍞: NO! DON’T INVOVLE YOU APPA IN THIS!! Leave Ten alone, let him keep the money

Soobin🍞: My life will be at risk, if we mess with Ten. I heard from Jaemin

Taehyun🐯: Thank for your cooperation. My lie detector is saying you all tell the truth

Jungwoo🍬: Lie detector on phones?

Yuta🦁: Did he hack into our phone camera?

Haechan🐻: Ahhh I am hideous, my bed hair

Taehyun🐯: Wow, you all have brain! Don’t worry, it safe with me!

Soobin🍞: Since when did you learn how to hack

Taehyun🐯: Appa I gotta go study byeeee

Soobin🍞: Ahhhh such promising child!

Soobin🍞: Thanks Jisung for helping!

Jisung🚀: I am always happy to help! Please come and visit soon, next time I show you my Lego collection!!

[silastheanon]

Merry Christmas @professionallydeadinside !!!! I love you (platonically) so much man!!!!!! Its so fun talking to you and being your friend!!!!

They say, when you decide to venture to the kingdom Adavia, that you have doomed yourself to die.

Now, when most heard the words of this all-knowing, all powerful “they”, people didn’t believe them. They always thought, perhaps these mysterious 'they' and all of their widely known opinions were wrong. Most hoped they were. In fact, this “they” was frequently wrong. They seemed to find joy in worrying people over nothing. People assumed their opinions of Adavia were just another example of this phenomena.

Unfortunately, though this “they” was frequently incorrect, they were wholeheartedly true when it came to that fact.

Many could attest to the thought, could prove it true with only a small fraction of their tale. From those that lived there themselves to those who were only passing visitors, it seemed all found misfortune in Adavia.

Each one would blame someone different for their plights, for their fate, but the most recent was Dominic Darthen. There was nary a kind word said of him, and those that did have something to say were ensnared in his charm and world of wonder. From a prince of a distant land, to a poor girl living in Adavia itself, none could resist his charm and sweet promises, it seemed. It broke all's hearts, but little could be done.

One by one they would fall, desolate and broken, twisted and used by his careless hands. Some would die, others would be cursed to continue living, his mark an eternal shadow looming over their hunched shoulders. Sometimes, they would kill each other in a jealous rage, all the while he watched on, uncaring and unfeeling. Or, maybe, perhaps he did feel something.

Perhaps he was disgusted with himself, perhaps he watched on and was filled with a sickening amount of regret and sorrow, but could find no courage to intervene. Perhaps he truly had loved each and every one of those people he had destroyed, had driven mad with pain and hurt and abuse. Maybe he really did care for the grey haired prince, maybe the poor girl had truly caught his heart in her dark eyes.

Perhaps he was a cruel god playing a chess game only he knew, and everyone else was a pawn he was entirely willing to sacrifice to win the game.

Even time could not reveal a mystery such as that.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Some claimed that they knew from the day he was born that he would be evil, that he would hurt and kill and scorn, but they are liars. None had foretold what he would do. How could they? How could everyday people, doing all they can for their families, for themselves, in an attempt to live and survive, have had the time and effort to convince themselves he would be evil when he was just a babe?

The nobility, now, they were a different story. They, too, claimed to have suspected his cruelty since the day his mother brought him into the world wrinkled and ugly and crying. The nobility did have the time to waste the effort of convincing themselves a babe was going to be cruel even before he was an hour old. They, for once, told the truth.

Most had simply rejoiced that the boy had been born healthy and went back about their day. It was only later that they would see his cruelty begin.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Darthen Castle was on a cliff. While inside the great structure, one could hear the waves beat upon the rock and wash away pebbles and sand. Birds would scream their hoarse songs, and dolphins would click click click away down below. If someone was stubborn, they could go all the way from the castle to the small beach at the very bottom of the cliff. When the tide was high, it would be almost completely swallowed up.

Hidden, away from prying eyes, there was a cave in the cliff. It was in that cave that one of Dominic's old lovers, the poor girl with eyes darker than fudge, was burned, her dearest friend and truest love weeping over her pyre. Above the funeral of a kind woman and the birth of an undying vengeance, he remained in his castle, safe within walls that hid him from his angered people and their plotting schemes.

Up above, where the smoke of a heartbroken fire couldn't reach, sat Dominic, Henrick already perched on his arm and deep into his lies.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Before them all, before the poor girl and Henrick, was a prince with dark brown hair. He was from a kingdom not very far from Adavia, but far enough that he was something of a fairytale.

At first, the people had loved him. They thought him to be a saviour, someone to help their cruel prince, could temper his attitude and provide solace for the people. His hair turned grey and he eyes grew dark. The people watched in pain as the faraway prince, once a darling thing of fantasy, became tainted by their own, and became less than he was before.

When he left to be taught in a place far off, they all hoped he would come to his senses, would realise the pain and torture the Darthen prince was putting him through.

He only fell deeper into the pit, though.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

While the grey haired boy was away, the people noticed that a poor girl began to be seen near him, hanging off his arm and with his hand on her waist. All could see how she looked at him, and all pitied the poor girl.

From the shadows, people could see a woman in red following the pair whenever they went out, watching them.

When the prince called for the girl to be burned, the red woman was no where to be found. The next day, the girls body was gone and the woman grew more and more restless.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

When the grey prince returned, pity was the highest it had been in years. He had so desperately wanted the prince to see him, to love him, but it wouldn’t happen. Everyone in the kingdom knew he’d never be loved as he wanted to be.

He would die as he lived, they’d say, yearning for love and a kind hand.

Each day he was there, the red woman grew more and more irritated and upset. People placed bets on the day she’d light her home on fire, or the day she’d take her own life in a fiery blaze of destruction.

The grey prince fully earned his name during this time. His hair was truly grey, and his eyes were dull and dark. His hands twitched and shook, and his words would slur sometimes when he spoke. Outsiders thought it was an illness that caused all these things.

The people of Adavia knew it was Dominic Darthen who had ruined the fairytale prince.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Not far from Adavia, there was prince that people said was haunted. They said that he heard things that spoke in dead tongues, and that his eyes weren’t human. He was something beyond mortal, they said, something that could eat your dreams and drink your blood and bathe in your screams.

Others grew afraid of the stories, weary of this demon prince, but the people of Adavia had no fear in them. For, while this prince had the eyes of a demon and the screams of the devil, it held no candle to the true demon that roamed the Earth.

The people of Adavia knew that it was their prince that was the devil.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

The people didn’t see much of Henrick, but they didn’t need to. They knew how their prince was, and they knew he’d destroy everything kind that went near him. Henrick could continue to hide away and everyone still knew the fate he was steadily climbing towards:

Becoming as broken as all the others.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

The fairytale prince died.

He took his life directly in front of the Adavian prince, who merely regarded the corpse like it was something to be cleaned up, and not the death of a person.

Like it was not the death of someone who had once loved him.

The death of someone that maybe, maybe, he himself had loved, once.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

When the fairytale prince came back to Adavia, and the red woman was full of pain and anger, they had become friends.

People watched as a no one walked arm in arm with a prince of a far off land. A woman with no family left to love her walking with a man that had love but lost it, no fault of his own.

Some even said that they saw something other than rage and a morbid determination enter the red womans eyes. But maybe they were just lying.

Then again, maybe not.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

The red woman had had a church. It had been her pride. Somehow, when it went up in flames, everyone knew she had done it, and that she was still inside it.

People speculated on why she had chosen that way to die. Some said it was to make a statement none could ignore, not even a Darthen. Others, those that were more romantic, thought it was because the poor girl had died in flame.

Regardless, everyone believed that, somewhere, there was a blazing fire large enough to burn to world, and inside it, where the yellow turns to blue, are two women, dancing under the stars. And if the smoke burns wine red, well, he was a friend of Allisons.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

The people in their village around the castle would say, for years, that when the window broke, everyone had heard it. Even those who could’ve never heard it said they had.

And perhaps they had. Perhaps the death of something so evil, so cruel, truly had rang out against every other noise.

People all had their own versions of the tale. Some said that Dominic had simply tumbled out of the window, looking like any man pushed out of one would. Other said fiery wings of h*ll sprouted out to try to save his life, but they were too slow. Others saw the glow of holy things pushing him down, forcing him to die. Others said that the spikes on the walls rose up to meet him, to ensure his death. Regardless, though, of what they all saw, everyone saw his corpse grace the spikes, saw them pierce his flesh and render him gone. They could all see as his red blood dripped down the silvery spikes, as it dribbled out of his mouth and carved a path down his skin.

Doctors and medical professionals of all kind describe blood, the blood that brings death, is pink, bright with the life of oxygen, but Dominic’s wasn’t. It was red like wine, and it smeared around his mouth like he had spilled a glass on himself. It stained his clothes red, too, like the finest fabric.

There was a myth, a legend, a tale, that the fairytale prince’s death cursed his blood dark and the red womans fiery blaze coated his clothes.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Henrick took over Adavia after Dominic’s death. The haunted prince grew more and more distressed. Adavia conquered all other kingdoms nearby.

Henrick still wasn’t seen, much like when he was on Dominic’s arm, but when he was, all could see the dead prince’s mark.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

When one goes to the kingdom of Adavia, one must be prepared to die, they say.

This “they”, though frequently wrong, was correct in that saying, though, perhaps not fully. It was trusting the prince that brought ones death, not the kingdom itself. That was what they had all done, and they all met the same end.

The poor girl had been burned on his order, and her beloved red woman burned herself to see her again. The fairytale prince took his life, his grey hair finally brought back to a colour. Henrick, the one who had survived, the fabled winner, died as well, in the burning blaze that took the world.

This “they” that gives its warnings, that advises none to venture to Adavia, to avoid the Darthen name on pain of death, were correct in their calls for caution.

For any who come to Adavia will meet the same fate.

[laresearchette]

Friday, March 17, 2023 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

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NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

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CBC GEM FAIT DIVERS (Season 3 and 4) I AM SYD STONE

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NCAA MEN’S BASKETBALL (TSN/TSN5) 12:00pm: March Madness: First Round (TSN)  6:00pm: March Madness: First Round (TSN4) 10:00pm: March Madness: First Round

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