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[theeyoungalabastor]

Hello author, could you make movie Lloyd garmadon with female reader (she is about 16 years old) who is a dragon leader, she resembles like a mix of Hiccup and Valka from httyd, she also has a fire sword, dragon armor and staff, she is kind and compassionate to dragons, can tame and earn the trust of any dragon, she has 3 main dragons: Stormcutter, Triple Strike, Song of Death and the baby Deathgripper she recently rescued (She carries him in a special compartment in her armor that looks like a mama kangaroo bag. Like the fishlegs in part 3 httyd) , she travels with her dragons looking for a suitable place to stay safe from dragon hunters. She is neutral towards the Lloyd and the others, but over time she has become friends with them. All the dragons obey her, so when a screaming death attacks the city , she calmly talks to the dragon and tames it . She takes Lloyd with her on missions to free dragons from hunters , but her dragons are not friendly to Lloyd (they don't trust him, but after Lloyd saves y/n from a hunter's weapon, he deserves their trust and respect, but the baby deathgripper does not give up trying to burn his clothes with acid ), but are friendly to the others.Sorry for the mistakes, English is not my native language One shot, if not difficult .

Hello lovely Annon! I am honored to have been granted such a request! I wasn't sure if you wanted it to be platonic or romantic, so I went the safe route and chose platonic!

I also decided to add a few other httyd things in here!

And please, just all me Alabastor!

Lloyd Garmadon + Fem!reader Dragon leader! insert: The Cunning Tongue of a Leviathan

Status: Platonic,

Warnings: Blood, Violence, foul language, Death on dragons, possesoion

Writing style: Story

Where does this take place?: Steep Wisdom (Makes an appearance in the possession ARC.)

Pronouns used: She/ Her

Word count: 4,709 (4K)

Page count: 13.9

A/N: I am very bad when it comes to battle scenes, I've been trying to improve on it, but I apologize for the lack of descriptiveness with it. Also, the end was a bit rushed because I honestly wanted to get done with this as fast as possible seeing as this was requested around the beginning of last month, but again, I apologize. Motivation is quite difficult to come across with school and work!

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Pallid clouds scatted the dismal sky, sweeping over the weaning moon; every once in a while, a glittering star would poke its twinkling head out to greet the knackered ninja clad in green.

It took quite the restraint not to snuggle into the heat of his Gi, for a chill wafted over the mountain's higher peeks, sending chills sprinting up his aching spine, a fruitless attempt to escape the draughts glacial-feather-like touch.

He had been a fool not to heed his sensei's words that spilled some- now- much needed information. He had been a moron when he ignored Kai's passive words of wisdom- just like their Sensei's plea, to take some warmer clothes or maybe something to keep his shivering framework from trembling like a leaf in a parched desert storm.

Even when the sun finally opts to peer from behind the quilt of ashen nebulae that sprinkled the blonde in colorless glitter; it was still as frigid as the hours that followed.

he really was a fool.

His narrowed eyes turned to the thinned foliage; a number of trees stretched, baren limbs extending, fingers grasping vainly towards the cloud clad sky that progressed to plunge into darkness; maybe if they were finally blessed with the feeding of vitamin D they would prosper, prolong the inevitable? Or maybe even sprout and bloom anew, make the frost glossed blades of grass that had browned, wilting under the Siberian calefactions.

With another lick across his exposed flesh his mind jolted, settling with bunkering down and setting up camp for the night, if he were to progress any further, he would surely meet his demise within the cruel hands of Mr. Snowmizer.

So that's what he did, arms teeming with kindling and frost blanketed timber that was soon to melt within the flames of a ravenous campfire that had been conflagrated by the spark of a flint and steel. (Seeing as no one dared trust the chaotic blonde with a lighter) And now he sat atop the frozen ground, parched dirt soiling the vibrance of his jade Gi.

His feet harped at the release of pressure as he massaged the taut muscles, a snap of pain gripped at the nerves of his limb, toes twitching painfully, gaining a piqued hiss from his torrid throat that he soothed thanks to the flask that hung from the backpack's straps that conjoined by a buckle where his chest was supposed to be.

Darkness had finally shrouded the world around him, the moons bioluminescent rays glittering against the verglas cloaked grooved bushland.

The vicinity of forest he currently resided in for the night wasn't as thick as he would have pleased but it was enough to camouflage his already green clad body from what lurked in the dark, leering silently, awaiting the time to pounce of any soul unfortunate enough to dare tread through the thickset.

The rustle of distant shrubbery sharpened his mind, ears ringing as he forced his senses to their fullest. As his ears twitched, his emerald optics searched around the surrounding area for any signs of another's presence.

But all he heard and saw, was nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

The silence only being broke by the cackling flames of the fire that seared before him, warming his aching limbs that still cried out in agony.

As years stretched like the cheese on a hot pizza, he grew keen and observant, expecting the unexpected for he was one of the unfortunate rares that was constantly sought after, mainly due to his once golden powers that enhanced the elements of four pesky ninja, but that element was far gone, now only green remained, but still sought for never the less.

So here he sat with shallow breaths, whispering winds and the howling of a flute?

Before the blonde was able to leap into action the weapon struck the side of his head, pain blooming from the harsh strike, leaving the obliviously aware Lloyd to crash to the cold forest floor with a groan.

Immediately he leapt to his feet, back pedaling to create distance between him and his assaulter.

Their legs crouched, wielding the whistling weapon that howled, wooden flaps withing the staff spinning on their foundations, the sound made his stomach churn with nausea, the staffs ends were thick, housing the many swatches that again spun, with every push of wind, repulsion thickening with every melody it sang. Their mask: artlessly painted an aqua blue, that descended into two tusk like spikes wrapped in leather. Atop their head, six spikes jutted, individual appendage like tendrils wrapped in their own leathery bindings. The eyes, hollow, black. Intimidating almost.

The assailant's body was clad in a glittering armory that reflected the devouring flames elegantly, an alluring dance, almost like looking into a scope with dyed glass, that when it turned a whole new shape and color was provided, producing dopamine to the brain.

The two circled the fire, knees bent, dancing on the balls of their feet.

"Who are you?" Lloyd's voice shattered the tight stretched silence, fingers tingling with numbness as whisps of green began to materialize, weaving between his fingers mechanically, obviously very practiced even from the assailant's blackened eyes that seemed to bore into his very being. The boy's body creaked and groaned as fatigue sprinted a marathon to catch up to his now overactive body compared to just a few moments ago, thus slowing his heavy leaden body.

The aggressor's battle form never faltered and neither did his, but when the others shadowed eyes caught sight of the jade- almost flame like- whisps engulf his hand they leapt.

Lloyd shot to the side, avoiding the others attempt to harm him but when he turned back around, the air turned a rancid green, the pungent odor reeked of death.

Stumbling back his foot caught the strap of the travel bag- why must his beloved water canaster betray him so?- he fell back with a harsh thud, the winds pushing that ungodly fragrance closer. But as quick as the fog enveloped him it was gone in a violent flash.

His body hummed with pain, ears ringing, burns blistering along his exposed skin, some now revealed by the holes that littered his Gi. His face ached, eyes fluttering open to reveal the armored feet of his assailant who crouched to meet his lidded eyes, his bag in hand.

It had been emptied; the contents strewn askew across the icy forest floor, canned goods, snacks, baggies of food that his father and Kai had packed for him behind his back and a few emptied plastic water bottles. A few of the bagged foods sported sticky notes with sappy little notes that went unnoticed or just ignored by the ferreting thief.

The figure heaved a sigh, shoulders hunched as they crouched to retrieve the goods, slipping them back into the bag and turning to the teen who lay, damn near motionless for he was too afraid to move in fear of possibly receiving the same attack once again.

The figure spun the hooked staff in one hand over head that again whistled, as if calling for someone, the flaming blade that was clutched in the other retracted back into the hilt, flames extinguishing.

Ah, that must have been what set that smoke aflame.

That was the last thing that sprinted through his clouded mind as sleep overtook his already aching and fatigued mind.

She stood in the doorway of the room where the blonde slept, it had been two days since her encounter with the prophesized green ninja, not that she knew of it at least.

Lloyd had passed out when you went to retrieve him from the frigid floors of the forest to where he planned to hunker down and seek shelter.

After ransacking his bags and ferreting though his belongings you found nothing, nothing that led to the disappearance of him, and it enraged your restless mind.

Three months, he's been gone. Spring had passed months ago as breeding season came to a screeching halt- the greenery that surrounded your home within the jagged peaks of the winter ale grew withered, leaves changing from lush greens to warm reds and oranges.

His favorite time of year...

The strings to her heart sang a sorrowful tune at the thought of him, Sheramo, the jagged nosed deathgripper that captured her heart upon their first fight, the moment his pupils blown wide with admiration and obedience was when their friendship began, but that was also when they appeared.

Dragon hunters.

She'd watched them from above, suspended in the air, pendant from a single limb that flexed under her weight; she watched as they clutched the wean Egg Bitter's throat, the eggs shell still sat at the assailant's feet. It whimpering as their grip grew taught, arm raised over head. It growls out in despair before finally being thrust downward, colliding with the cold forest floor, unmoving, its pulseless corpse laying still, warmth leaching from its body.

The shufti of seeing it lay still, motionless on that forest floor, once animated eyes that glowed with life and energy, sat wide, vacant of any life.

And that is the day she made her decision, as she glared down at the mask that now clad her face, concealed her features from this blonde intruder who dared march onto her land and hunt her dragons.

But even as she besieged, ambushing him then striking him down with the rancid breath of a Hideous Zippleback and ferreted his belongings. The most she found was a feather tipped pen, the metal still soiled with dry ink.

It struck her as unusual due to how reputable the mountain was as words fell from villagers' tongues of how the mountain on the farthest side if the birchwood forest housed over hundreds of dragons and their leader.

The Whispering Willow.

She had been bestowed the title due to her nimble and unique stature, her movements silent, but smooth, like the swaying branches of a Willow, but also the soundless tears shed for the ones who had fallen to the hunter's whitened knuckles and greed filled eyes.

His scaled head awoke her from her sorrow clouded mind. Edgar's pointed tusks nudged at the heel of her gloved palm affectionately, slit pupiled eyes pinning as he stares up at the mask that adorn her face.

Shifting around the belly pocket of her armor Egar let out a gurgle as he peered from the doorway to the sleeping boy, his blonde locks caressing his softened features. The way the suns vibrant rays shone through the lose yellow strands cast a white halo around his dome, but she saw nothing angelic of the green ninja.

A scoff left her throat as she lifted her gloved hands to click at the masks buckle that sat painfully at the bone of her skull, the material falling from her head as if it were a simple piece of led. But alas was caught by the material of her gloves.

"Wh- Who are you?"

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"LLOYD!" A chorus sang as the drumming of footsteps approached the said boy who slid from the stormcutters back, which in reply gained him a low growl and a narrow-eyed glare. Rearing her head Ameyan chuffed, vocal cords singing as she hissed out at the blonde.

"Lloyd! There you are! Where have you been? We've all been looking for you, you were supposed to be home four days ago!"

That there is correct, our dearest Reader and the blonde Garmadon spent a rather grueling four-day week together. Due to his momentary poisoned state after being attacked by the masked teen.

Speaking of; Reader sat, perched atop the dragon's saddle, gloved thumb stroking at the serrated scales of the hatchling that resides within the pouch of her armor; the empty clothed sockets of the feature concealer glaring emotionless daggers into the four who approached, but was soon chased with another.

All words died as their tongues as the raven-haired teen released an exasperated gasp as she stumbled back, eyes wide at the four-winged beast, its head tilting to the side with a chirp-like gargle. Curious as she was. Ameyan shrank back slightly, namely due to create distance.

"L-Loyd- what is that!?" Nya announced putting a bit of an emphasis on the last word as the said boy turned with a slight smile, peering to the other who placed a hand to rear of the energetic baby who clawed at the material of her metal armor. "Oh, Thats Reader and Ameyan-" A growl was sent his way. "And that there on her shoulder is Edgar." Lifting a finger, he directed their attention to the smaller reptile that- now- clung to a keen point of the others mask via their jaws, a hand was still suspended for the childs safety. "Where did you find them?" Quirking a brow, Jay shifted away as the masked figure threw a leg from the saddle, hitting the ground with a thud and clank. Leaning closer to the blonde: "And what happened to their leg?" As if being heard, the masked woman turned, head snapping in their direction with haste, surprising a few that she didn't get whiplash.

"She's scary..."

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"Can you slow down!? It's hard trying to grab onto nothing but metal!"

"Then hook your hands together, it's not my problem your so inexperienced with riding dragons of this stature." She harped with a snap. Lloyd's brows furrowed, displeased with the females burst of harsh words, but she wasn't exactly wrong.

He and his brothers had shared their fair share of dragon stories, for instance, Cole, who was deathly afraid of them, their piercing eyes that pinned, determining their specific mood, or even the monstrous wings with could blow even the strongest of men onto their rear. And Kai, who was still as skeptical as ever with the newcomer. Jay, seemed content, he was able to use the dragons wing anatomy to recreate his invention, the wings, with their consent of course and their riders.

Cole seemed neutral with the whole thing along with Zane, but Nya was estaticed having another woman on board to share words of drama with, which much to her dismay, reader was for sure not one of the ones who indulge in drama's outside of her dragons and late-night rides into the moutains.

Which is where the two were as of now as a matter of fact, Lloyd had caught the mask clad teen clambering atop of her dragon's saddle, the said reptile chuffing in displeasure as the metal of her prosthetic dug into the scales of her ribs, gaining a haste but also nonchalant apology from the woman. Lloyd had been insisting for the longest while to assist the dragon rider on one of her many nightly adventures that normally have her returning clutching the fabric of her sides, or even cradling the bruised bone of her elbow. And much to his surprise, this time she had said yes. And she was beginning to regret it.

"Come on! I had a dragon too! It even had four heads, FOUR HEADS!" The blonde boasted with a sheet of offense woven into his voice. Reader shook her head with a simple roll of her eyes which were concealed beneath the thick material of her blackened mask sockets- meaning it went unnoticed by the boy who clung to the metal of her armor.

Ameyan's chest rumbled at the heightened volume of the others voice as Reader stroked the smooth scales, the texture closely resembling that of one's skin. Replacing the agitated grumble was a purr of pleasure as she chuffed. "Calm down Ameyan."

"What's wrong?"

"Your voice pitched to a decibel that hurts her ears." The female responds glancing back, Lloyd dodging to avoid the jagged point of the cyan mask.

"Oh, uh- sorry Ameyan- uh, I didn't know." A single chirp escaped the reptiles throat as her tail snapped to the side, the serrated ends slicing the air. "She says she doesn't forgive you." Reader responds, a twinge of amusement dancing in her tone. "What!? It was such a small thing though! Damn, these dragons sure hold grudges..." The blonde muttered the last part to himself, a hand raised as if to kill the next words that lingered on his tongue.

"Be greatful Edgar isn't here, you wouldn't have a night shirt to wear, you wish to see grudge, tip little man over the edge, you'll wish you never had us attack you." Reader mused, but as quickly as the softened air around them grew, it was killed by a thicker aura, Reader having gone quiet.

"Huh? What happened?-"

"-Shush, do you hear that?" The female teen speaks in a hush, Lloyd's lips pulled into a thin line as his ears strained, attempting to hear past the hissing gales of wind and the constant and yet paused flapping of the Stormcutter's wings.

A cry of agony echoed trough the air, the sound piercing the heart strings of the destined green ninja. "What is that?..."

"A dragon." The words were simple yet straight to the point.

"Wait, so this is what you do every night? Go out scouting for dragons?"

"No, I scout for hunters. They kill the parents and sell the babies, if one is injured, deformed, or even sick they will kill it. I am here to prevent more innocent blood from being shed."

"Wait- hold on- So this is why you come back to the Monastery beat to a pulp? Because you're fighting these hunters!?" His voice rose in volume, worry and scolding at the same time. "You shouldn't be doing this alone! What if something happens? What if you're hurt, kidnapped or worse!?" Reader's hand again snapped up almost demanding that the boy shut his hole before it was shut for him.

And with that, his words died in the ball of his throat.

"I've yet to have such thing happen, but if anything were to happen, I've given my companions here-" She pats Ameyan's horned head- " to return to their home in the mountains." She spoke with an unnerving calmness; one that made the one who sat behind her, hands still gripping the material of her armor coil back.

She really was ready to sacrifice herself to save these creatures, to the point where she returned for nights on end battered and bruised, sleeping for hours maybe even days, and skipping meals because her chest felt too tight to swallow. She was more than ready to die for these creatures, creatures she called a family.

An oddly familiar yip escaped the females throat as two fingers snapped to point to a wide opening within the tree's, perfect for a soundless landing and swift elevation to escape if need be.

Without another word the three descended.

Tossing a leg from the dragon's side, the teens cautiously slid from the saddle.

Lloyd glanced to the one beside him, Reader stood, stroking the underside of the reptiles chin, the soft flesh flexing as they whispered words of praise and assurance before turning to face the blonde.

"You are to stick to my side, but I swear to any God's that have ever strode these forsaken mortal grounds- if you make any noise, I am leaving you here." Lloyds hand's instantly shot up in mock defense.

"Roger that." He grumbled softly. "Now that that's out of the way, we have a few dragons to assist!"

Twigs and brush rustled beneath the feet of the duo, Reader who had taken the lead crouched into a rather awkward position before pressing the spine of their back into the gruff bark of a nearby tree. Lloyd following close in her wake.

"I'll distract the hunter's; you get those dragons the fuck out of here as quickly as humanly possible." She spoke with a sternness that vibrated the core of her chest as she explained. A humored smile spread across the blonde's cheeks as he nods bobbily.

"Will due captain, I'm not called the green ninja for nothing ya know?"

"Alright hot shot, lets crash this party." And with that, two hands lifted to the mask as Reader slid it from over their head, dropping it somewhere behind yet another nearby tree.

Lloyd sat in awe; the illuminating light of the thinly sheeted moon cast a soft haze over her scar littered features, from her hardened (e/c) hues to her hair that caressed the plump flesh of her cheeks, lips, pulled into a thin line expressing her obvious displeasure of the current situation. Even under harsh circumstances, she really was just as old as she was, maybe even older.

"You're staring, it's impolite." Her words were sharp as she spat them. Awakening the boy from his dazed trance. Shaking his head he nodded firmly, brows now pulled into a tight knit. "Right, sorry."

Peering to the side, her eyes caught the faint glow of a burning flame that danced along the charred kindling, her eyes narrowed. "Alright, the plan is in action, keep with it or this will be the first and ever last mission you go on with me." Leaving the words to die on his tongue she lurched forwards, emerging from the brush where they sought refuge and camouflage under.

The double headed staff clicked from its spot on the womans back as she spun it over her head, the sound all too familiar to the Garmadon boy who took that as his cue to get moving.

Nimbly dancing around bushes and brush he made near no sound as he made his way to the bound creature; a low rumble erupting from its chest as it heaved a bored breath before shifting slightly.

"So it is you, Azgore?" Her tone was mute, deprived of emotion as she waltzed forwards, strides wide and confident as she approached the seated male.

Azgore, a longtime enemy of the Dragon protector, his soul purpose to her- was to kidnap and kill as many reptilian creatures as humanly possible; all to get some coin in his pocket.

The said male pushed himself from his seated position with an irritated groan, clearly annoyed with the female's reappearance.

"Ah, Reader, my old friend, how nice of you to join me! I've been quite alone without you to chase me!" His words held a foul sweetness to them, tongue dripping malice as he seethed.

Reader snapped a whistling head to the ground with a thud as her hues narrowed, brows furrowing. Even in the dark her features popped, more pronounced as she stalked forwards.

"Sorry to interrupt your little tea party but you have something that doesn't belong to you." Her tone honed and tongue sharp she hissed. "And they surely do not belong in the hands of a man as foul as yourself."

Reaching to the side Azgore retrieved his reaper, the blade keen and edge honed to a sharp line, he spun the hilt skillfully. "It's upsetting I was actually about to settle down for the night but my plans are damn near always interrupted by yours truly." With a sigh he directed the blade to the armored teen, her lips pulled into a snarl, a growl escaping her lips.

Then she pounced.

"Shuh, shush, shush, SHHH! Shut up or he'll hear us!" Lloyd pleaded with the thrashing beast, growls and hisses passing its bound throat as the chains clashed together. It was hard to see with the thick sheeted cloud that passed over the weaning moon, its illuminance sheading some light in the area focused on. An area he could not reach due to the animals constant movement.

From afar he could hear the clash of metal on metal, the scraping venoming his eardrums that rang with the deafening sound. It grunted again, thrashing turning to nothing but a shallow tremble.

It was afraid.

"Whenever they pull away from you like this, stroke they're under chin, it may be risky, but I assure you it's worked almost every time I have done it!"

Thats what Reader told him, his first time interacting with Ameyan, she had jerked away from him, a hiss passing her serrated teeth as she cowered.

She wouldn't let him touch her, create a bond, or even interact with her, letting him ride with Reader was a once in a blue moon interaction. But it looks that information granted to him from the dragon whisperer herself would have to be put to the test.

Would it work?

A grunt passed her chapped lips as she lands with a firm thud, the soft ground turning as the armor she donned dug shallow lacerations into its soiled surface. The blade's hilt fell from her hands, skidding across the foliage littered floor, flame ignited bayonet smothered, immuring nothing but smoke.

A triumphant cry of victory ripped through the air like a bullet as Azgore thundered forwards, foot now clonked against the teens armored shoulder blade to which she gripped with a stuttering strength. She was heavy, worn, and battered.

The taste of copper still lingered on the buds of her tongue as split flesh of her lip pulsed, crimson leaking between the cracks, tainting her tongue with her own whine that felt slick, damn near slimish.

As the man applied pressure Reader hissed, a whimper passing her lips as the metal plates of her own armor betray her, boring into the skin of her shoulder, material puncturing further into the layers as he pressed his foot down. The sword that spun in the enemy's hand glinted, the sight of her wide, fear-stricken features reflecting back as it raised. "Any last words?" He hummed with a sickly-sweet tune.

No words had to be said as the glistening edge was raised above his head.

Honestly, she thought that when she passed it would have been by the scythe of the reaper of souls; but instead, it was going to be by the blade of her enemy, one who she despised the most out of the many of who she imprisoned and captured with their dragon parching's and illegal black-market selling's.

Her heart raced as anxiety spiked, stomach flipping like a gaping fish out of water.

As the sharpened edge was brought down a wave of acceptance took its course, replacing the iced blood that froze her veins.

Lloyd and the others were capable of taking care of her little one, right?

Edgar wouldn't mind, would he?

Ameyan would be alright on her own, able to return to the others that you were able to nurture and raise as your own kin?

Of course, she wouldn't mind, she was yours after all; she would live to fulfill what the two of you were reaching to achieve.

The longer her thoughts carried through, the longer she waited for the strike that would end her life. But instead, she was greeted with a whistle followed by a grunt and thud. Azgore hissing.

"Ya know, it's rude to put your hands on a lady like that?" Lloyd chuckled, the hood of his Gi pulled to conceal his features but the female could still hear the smirk in his tone as a hand was placed to the bone of her back, a reassuring support.

You were granted another day of life thanks to the boy before you. And you were about to make it everyone's problem.

Dragon Names and pronunciations!

Stormcutter: Ameyan (Am-Yeah-an) [Female]

Deathgripper: Edgar (Ed-Ger) [male] ||The baby||

Triple Strike: Oirsoid (Oh- roh-soh-id) [male]

Death Song: Shermaro (She- er-ma-ru)

FINALLY FUCKING DONE LFMAOOOOOO

[fancylala4]

“Why do people hate glitter force and love the Pokemon anime? Or any other anime for kids dubbed? They are just about the same in terms of dubbing!”

Not really. One difference is they changed the name of the precure franchise into something dumb like glitter force. 4kids on the other hand kept things the same or at least similar to the Japanese title. Pokemon, yu gi oh and even the one piece kept their titles the same. Other dubs had something similar in the title like Tokyo mew mew was mew mew power and such. It wasn’t as drastic as precure to glitter force was or dumb (where did they even get the glitter title from? It’s like they wanted it to be super girly. Also the other titles they were going to use were also pretty bad)

Two: they basically kept the episodes the same way and didn’t make any dumb changes like glitter force did. 4kids changed the characters names to be more western but they did keep the pets names most of the time. Such as the Pokémon’s names and the yu gi oh cards.

4kids dubbed most of the episodes from the series they were dubbing. They didn’t do anything like glitter force did and take out episodes that were important to the story or mixed two episodes into one for no reason. Glitter force also did something that 4kids never did and added sounds to the transformation scenes.

One important thing here is that 4kids dubs were made during a time when these kinds of dubs were more common. Glitter force came out in 2015 and people were also way more critical of dubs.

[hiemaldesirae]

please. I'm begging you for more crumbs about VADD!Shen Jiu and also that Roxana AU you have from that art post you did of the two.

As a VADD AND SVSSS fan, especially as a fan of the original villains— please. I AM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH FOR MORE. I'm actually in the process of outlining a crossover with the original goods of both.

God, the Roxana one as well— please, PLEASE TELL ME SJ IS ROXIE HE'S SO ROXANA-CODED SOMEHOW. GIVE HIM BUTTERFLIES AND POISON AND— *gets knocked out*

by the way, LOVE your artstyle. scratches an itch i did not know existed in my brain. your chibis as well. they're so cute!!

oh you have no idea how long ive waited to talk about them. this mayyy get a bit long so ill leave it under the readmore.

disclaimer: i intend on finishing these fics so what im going to be talking about is inspirations and unfinished / abandoned ideas and other ideas i have for the works instead of anything relating to the plots themselves

for svadd, sj is a lot more complicated than he appears to be on the surface. im not so sure if what i have written currently is what i /want/ exactly because i know i want his character to go a certain way. the relationships between him and his modern-day friends is one meant to parallel the in-game "shen qingqiu" sj compares himself to and in much the same way, mirror the way that sy contrasts himself with sqq in canon: but instead of being condescending and viewing sqq as a one dimensional character, sj is able to appreciate his nuance while still being rightfully angry over his actions

to me, sj is supposed to be an unreliable narrator who constantly enforces his own thoughts. he tells himself over and over that he misses his home and that he wants to go back, that he absolutely needs to- but then, he turns the other way and finds himself being sucked even deeper into this different one.

i also really wanted to explore how sjs dynamic with a lot of the characters would be affected knowing that they were "based off" his real friends, but again im not very confident with how it came off lol

there was a lot of points in the story where i attempted to add in foreshadowing for the ending i want the story to take... in any case, it definitely wont go the same way as vadd, though i did toy with the idea of a "version" of sy being the main villain haha

(it might still happen for shits and giggles)

as for the roxanna au there are a lot of things ive wanted to do with this au and its good that i havent posted because it means i can keep revising til i come up with something good lol

its a liujiu au with some bingyuan / cumplane thrown into the mix (the cumplane is overwhelmingly toxic btw bingyuan is the healthy one out of the two here 😭) where yes sj is xana !!! he really just makes such a good manhwa villainess haha

i had been puzzling over what i wanted his motif to be-- after all, sj is typically associated with the simplicity and calming bamboo so the glittering butterflies wouldnt work with him- but after some deliberation i decided with using moths for him :3c still subject to change ofc but i think im happy with this as is

the story is somewhat similar to how roxanna goes but surprise sj isnt the transmigrator here! (and honestly, roxanna wouldve been sm better if xana hadnt been a transmigrator... or maybe i just think that because it was only used as a convenient plot point for her to know crucial info. sigh.)

my outline of how the roxanna au goes is basically this:

lqg fucks around and finds out

sj who has been seeing dreams of the "book" sy read knows what will happen to his family if lqg dies

etc

at the same time: sy, transmigrator, attempts to make sure his only surviving older brother lives to a long happy life and the only way he can secure this is by fucking up that hack author

also i killed off qi-ge and idk if i want him to come back. he'll be like the stereotypical dead anime mother for this au lmao

hmm and i think thats all i have to say for these aus... thanks for giving me a chance to ramble on haha ~ much appreciated !! and thank you for the compliment, im flattered!! 🥹🥹💕

[grassy-stims]

Yae Miko stimboard for @hadleyy !

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[notjustdrwhoboards]

Yu-Gi-Oh GX stimboard: Johan Anderson - Turquoise (requested by: anon)

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[swagalicioussquids]

Rules: tag 9 (ish) people you want to get to know better

Tagged by @jellydishes -- thank you friend!

Three Ships: Gonna challenge ourselves to do ships from three different fandoms instead of just... all Dragon age, so...

Isabela/Zevran/Fenris (Dragon Age)

Jim/Oluwande (Our Flag Means Death)

Shiro/Matt (Voltron)

First Ever Ship: Ryou Bakura/Malik from Yu-Gi-Oh!

Last Song: Off In The Deep by Doomtree

Last Film: I... think Venom? The first one. We haven’t watched the new one yet. Wow, that was almost half a year ago. We do NOT watch a lot of movies, haha.

Currently Reading: Various assorted fanfiction and ostensibly a couple of religious texts, none of which we’ve made much progress on the past couple weeks.

Currently Watching: We’re not actively in the middle of anything right now, but we did watch Our Flag Means Death recently! Our limited access to streaming services at present means not a lot of watching things has been happening lately.

Currently Consuming: Nothing at present, but the last thing we drank was water and the last thing we ate was dark chocolate covered frozen bananas.

Currently Craving: Fruit and veggies! More specifically: More chocolate covered bananas (Boaty), a nice honeycrisp apple (Wolf), and unsalted corn chips and mango peach salsa (everybody else). A turkey, swiss, and veggie sandwich sounds good too, with like... spring mix? spinach? bell pepper? green onions? cucumber? I dunno, just VEGGIES! And poppy seed dressing, of course. Our bloodstream may be 50% poppy seed dressing at this point.

Tagging (no pressure, of course): @platoonharmonica, @potatowitch, @tea42, @glitter-lisp, @caulo, @scribblyfrog, @possiblyelven, @this-spooky-town and @dumbassentity ...some of these are less “want to get to know better” and more “already know quite well but want to see how you’re doing lately and/or give you an excuse to talk about yourself” but... close enough, haha.

[chiaki-translation]

SSR Homare [Mankai Glitter]: Backstage Translation

Happy Chinese New Year to those who celebrates it~

Also, happy belated birthday to Homare~

Summary: Homare and his wish to Hello Celestial Sphere.

Disclaimer:

A3! belong to Liber Entertainment

To Aquarius : Homare

Tsumugi:

… So it’s here.

Tasuku:

It’s the place that’s rumored to be Japan’s scariest haunted house…

Homare:

I’m curious about how it will be.

Director:

Somehow… I’m getting pretty scared now.

Hisoka:

… It’s going to be fine.

Director:

(How did it become like this…)

<Flashback>

Director:

I’m home.

Tsumugi:

Director, welcome back.

Homare:

Welcome back!

Director:

Eh? Do you guys happen to be in the middle of drinking?

Tsumugi:

Yeah. Before we realized it, the Winter Troupe members have gathered in the lounge…

Azuma:

Since we’re already here anyway, we ended up going with the flow and drink with everyone.

Director:

I see.

(They’re getting along very well, this is so pleasant to see)

Hisoka:

… Director, are you feeling cold?

Director:

It was a bit cold outside.

Hisoka:

It’s warm in front of the heater, come here and warm yourself up.

Director:

Thank you. As I thought, the room is pretty warm.

Homare:

How about this, Director-kun?

If you drink this, supposedly you’ll get even warmer!

Director:

… This, what is this?

Homare:

It’s whisky mixed with sweet potato shochu!

Director:

I can’t drink that kind of thing!

Tasuku:

Is that a penalty game or something.

Tsumugi:

It’s a fresh concept to mix alcohol with another alcohol huh…

Guy:

There’s Sangria as well.

Director:

Sounds good!

I’ll take it.

Homare:

Hmm… Your body won’t get warmer with such a normal alcohol you know.

Director:

Homare-san, he’s more or less gone huh…

Tsumugi:

Ahaha…

Homare:

If you won’t drink this alcohol… I know, why don’t we talk about ghost stories to warm up?

Tasuku:

What are you even saying.

Hisoka:

I don’t get it.

Director:

Aren’t ghost stories something that you usually do to feel cold…

Homare:

You will never get any inspiration if you stick with the norms!

Ghost stories in winter…

Ah, I feel so emotional!

Hisoka:

… He’s completely drunk.

Director:

Ahaha…

Tasuku:

Anyway, have we decided what to do about our earlier discussion?

Director:

Earlier discussion?

Tsumugi:

It’s going to be Homare-san’s birthday soon, I was hoping to hear about the place that he wanted to go for the celebration.

Director:

Ah, the usual trip!

Guy:

Arisugawa seemed to wish to go overseas, but…

Azuma:

I’m fine with it, but it has to be convenient for everyone, so we wanted to see if there’s another place that would be easier to visit.

Director:

Well, it’s true that going overseas will be very difficult.

Homare:

Hmm… If that’s the case, there’s no other choice.

I have come up with an alternative!

Hisoka:

You change your mind fast.

Tasuku:

It better be a feasible place this time.

Homare:

Of course.

The place that I want to go is…

<End of Part 1>

Azuma:

A Haunted House?

Tsumugi:

Why so sudden…?

Homare:

Just now, ghost stories in winter were refused.

If that’s the case, if we head over to a Haunted House, everyone will get warm isn’t it!

Hisoka:

… Arisu, what you say is pretty messed up…

Tasuku:

Well, it’s not something unreachable like overseas…

Tsumugi:

Then, let’s settle our destination to a Haunted House.

Homare:

I’m looking forward to it!

Director:

(It’s amazing how they can get this momentum while being drunk…)

<Back to Present>

Homare:

Then, let’s get in promptly!

Azuma:

Fufu, I’m looking forward to see how they’re going to try to scare us.

Tsumugi:

It’s been a while since I’ve been to a Haunted House.

Tasuku:

Me too.

Director:

Ah, wait for me!

<Shifts to Haunted House>

Director:

It’s so dark, I can’t see anything in front of me.

Tsumugi:

It seems like they’re using a cursed ruin setting.

Director:

Ah… I can really feel the atmosphere.

(It feels like a real ruin inside…)

Tasuku:

Well, in the end, they’re all handmade though.

Azuma:

Fufu, as usual, you have no imagination.

Director:

The two of you, how can you still be normal in this situation!?

Hisoka:

…Zzz.

Homare:

Hisoka-kun, don’t sleep just because it’s dark!

Tasuku:

Still, it’s pretty skillful for him to walk while sleeping.

Guy:

As expected of Mikage.

<Short Time Skip>

Homare:

The passage is getting narrower.

Tasuku:

There’s a noise coming from that direction.

Director:

Feels like something going to appear soon…

Ghost:

H~E~LP~ME~!!

Director:

Woah!?

Tsumugi:

…I knew it was coming.

Tasuku:

Right.

Homare:

Oh, what an artistic costume!

Ghost:

I’lll curse youuuuuuu~!

Guy:

It’s hard to stay in such a dark place for the whole day right.

Hisoka:

…Zzz.

Homare:

As I said, Hisoka-kun, don’t just go to sleep!

Ghsot:

I~ WO~N’T~FOR~GI~VE~YOU~!

Director:

Wah!! Another one is coming!!

Tsumugi:

The route is over here huh?

Guy:

Seems like it.

Director:

How can you guys still be so calm!?

<End of Part 2>

Director:

I’m exhausted…

Guy:

Really?

Homare:

It’s supposed to be a scary Haunted House, but it doesn’t seem to be one.

Even though I want to feel a bit more thrill.

[

[

Choice 1: You would feel scared normally

Director:

No, normally you would feel scared you know!?

Tsumugi:

The ruin set was made with great precision indeed.

Homare:

The ghost costume was quite elaborate as well.

I want to be able to look at it properly in a brighter place!

Director:

Were you able to observe up to that point?

Tsumugi:

I couldn’t help it, my eyes just went to  that part…

Director:

(Their viewpoint is too different…!)

]

]

[

[

Choice 2: To be able to stay calm in that  situation is…

Director:

It’s amazing how you guys can stay calm even in that situation.

Homare:

It’s the opposite, I think Director-kun was too scared wasn’t it?

Director:

No no… If you go into a Haunted House with that reaction, the cast members will get stunned instead you know.

Guy:

But, it will be rude to pretend to be scared when it’s not actually scary.

Tsumugi:

Director’s reaction was a real performance alright.

Director:

That wasn’t a performance, that was real!

]

] 

Homare:

It was a little unsatisfactory in terms of thrill, but it became a good memory to go to a Haunted House with everyone!

Thank you for the wonderful birthday celebration.

Tsumugi:

Ah, right. Speaking of birthday celebration…

Please use this Celestial Sphere as well, Homare-san.

Homare:

Oh, you’re right!

If I’m not wrong, it’s a Celestial Sphere that grants your wish during your birthday right.

Hisoka:

Arisu, what are you going to wish for?

Homare

Hmm, let’s see…

Hello, the stars of Aquarius…

Let me experience the thrill that I couldn’t get from the Haunted House.

Tasuku:

You’re too much into the Haunted House.

Director:

(I wonder if that kind of wish is alright…)

<Time Skip>

Homare:

Snooze…

Hmm…

???:

…

Homare:

Gyaaaa~~~!!

Hisoka:

…Arisu, shut up.

Homare:

Wha, wha, what is this about!?

Tsumugi:

So, sorry!

Homare:

Tsumugi-kun!? Wha, what are you doing!?

Tsumugi:

But, Homare-san asked me to wake you up with this mask yesterday…

Homare:

I ask for such thing…?

I don’t remember at all.

Hisoka:

Most probably you were just spacing out isn’t it?

Tsumugi:

Ahaha…

<Shifts to Lounge>

Homare:

(What was that about I wonder…)

Gyaaaa~~~!?

Citron:

Oh! I hit Homare’s face with the honyaku!

Homare:

Honyaku…!?

No, that’s not it, this is a konyaku isn’t it!

Citron:

That’s it!

I thought of playing a prank on Tsuzuru, but I got the wrong person~

My bad!

Homare:

Geez…

<Shifts to Courtyard>

Homare:

(It’s been terrible since morning…

Let’s take a breather outside for some change of air…)

Gyaaa~~~!!

It, it’s a soccer ball this time!?

Tasuku:

Are you alright?

Azami:

Sorry, Homare-san, it went a bit too far.

Homare:

It’s dangerous everywhere I go…!

What is happening today…!?

<Time Skip>

Homare:

Hmm…

Hisoka:

…

Homare:

Gyaaaa~~!!

Hisoka:

… Shut up.

Homare:

What is it this time!

Hisoka:

Arisu, you were screaming while you were sleeping.

Did you see a bad dream?

Homare:

Dream…

(So all the events so far was just a dream…?

Perhaps, after hearing my wish yesterday, the Celestial Sphere decided to show me a strange dream…?)

Certainly, it’s a thrilling experience, I didn’t like it in my dreams, if it’s real…

Hisoka:

… Arisu?

Homare:

The next time I wish on the Celestial Sphere…

As I thought, I will ask for an overseas trip!

Hisoka:

Nevermind, just shut up.

<End of Part 3>

[beatnicksellar]

Marda Loophole: TPB: Issues #7-12

Issue #7 – The Exodus Then: Mada opened her eyes to the inhuman sights and sounds of war Half-men strewn about Bramshott the RCAMC tent soaked in red gore Through the horror she saw her scarecrow the one she treated before Minus a leg he was alive and that was enough to lift her off of the floor Now: Mada opens her eyes to the fuzzy sight of 4 purple children overhead Siphoning energy from a radiant boulder their chant stirs her from the dead A tingle in her toes and sour taste in her mouth the Hole is as Dennis said He labours nearby as the kids stitch Mada together with amethyst thread With the dulling drone done the rock bathes everyone in its immortal hue The old wendigo’s cell unlocks in the uproar allowing her to slip through Before Mada’s blurry eyes the frailest child’s torn from the circuit and slew She can hear the rapacious wendigo sob as she reluctantly continues to chew The plaster walls of the outbuilding begin to buckle from the stone’s potency Suddenly Pope enters the Hole and descends the staircase with much urgency The doctor’s met mid-way by the limping wendigo who embraces him completely Mesmerising him with her wildfire eyes she gladly detaches his loins from his body Dennis returns to find the Hole in shambles with Dot eaten and Dr. Pope screaming He disconnects the kids and requests that Mada give the boys’ lives a new meaning One of the boys grabs a ledger while the other two grip Mada and they begin fleeing Dennis and the wendigo clash by the emitting mound soon buried under the ceiling South Calgary is silent for the first time since the 33 soldiers were secretly dosed But without the hum to calm them they thrashed 33 Avenue like a whipping post Possessed troops overturned the streetcar and chard the theater like it was toast Stiff pedestrians and sate scavengers guide Mada back to her husband Marc’s ghost She mourns over his blood-spattered prosthesis as one boy reads a shard of glass His brothers study the ledger as he peers into the sliver to see what’ll comes to pass ‘We’ll return when the streetcar does’ the scrying boy points to the upturned mass With crazed GIs loose Mada and her boys depart while a curious crow tails her ass… Issue #8 – The Wild Boys ♬♪♩♬♪♩♫♪♩♫♩♬♪♩♫♬♪♩♬♩♫♪♩♫♩♬♪♬♪♩♬♪♩ A gayageum plays notes from the concerto called Dorothea The ribbon of rhythm writhes on the airstreams over Korea Baroque tones stir the ancient visage which inspired its idea Eddying over the ocean to hover above a 33rd avenue pizzeria ♬♪♩♬♪♩♫♪♩♫♩♬♪♩♫♬♪♩♬♩♫♪♩♫♩♬♪♬♪♩♬♪♩♫ The melody meanders up 20th street pausing at its composer Three long-haired boys that look 10 but are very much older Standing before Currie Barracks Condo they are of one mourner The unrelated triplets commiserate over their deceased sister ‘I cannot feel her in there’ John the empath of the family confirms ‘I cannot reach her’ Robert retorts ‘all I hear is Dennis and worms’ Scryer James perceives future events but cannot grasp their terms ‘All I see is that the stone has been scattering its ill will like germs’ Treating the condo as if a gravestone they pay respect to her spirit With unkempt heads down the trinity are subdued for a moment Each recalls Dot, the Hole, the old woman then all begin to fidget John pulls a music sheet out of his shorts and whistles a snippet ♬♪♩♬♪♩♫♪♩♫♩♬♪♩♫♬♪♩♬♩♫♪♩♫♩♬♪♬♪♩♬♪♩♫♪♬ James and Robert join him in his performance of Dorothea No. 4 When done John tosses the concerto down onto the sewer floor As they skate through the Loop Mada’s name hangs in every store Coffee shops hum with anticipation over the 70-year-old folklore Around the corner of 35th avenue is where a hungry entity stalks A hefty shadow cast from a vacant lot that limps wherever it walks The boys are too distracted to notice the relic from Pandora’s Box Because a fireball is about to knock’em out of their graphic socksIssue #9 – The Vacant LotYellow barricades protect the rich soil within the vacant lotThough ideal for growth it’s contaminated by junkyard rot Comparable to the toxin that comprises Hausis’ blood clot An

inherit gift from her father and the affects it has wrought Over a century old she has been scarred twice by the stoneAs well Hausis has been forced out of more than one homeFrom her log cabin to that school and finally the catacomb A hole she fled full of a plum, revenge and astral syndrome Dark energy leached into her, those boys and the headless one Wendigo mixed with indigo and once again she was on the run But on the Rez her spirits calmed; she even adopted a grandson It was the last time she felt love as the Sixties Scoop had begun Hungry and hateful she hid her mercy and fed on colonial fears Hitchhiking Highway 16 in the 1970s she traded entrails for tears Retribution for her surrogate sisters who had began to disappear When the stone summoned her home she returned with souvenirs She settled in South Calgary and became a landlord to tasty tenants Bones buried in the vacant lot next-door while lying to their parents A cane sword to assist her limp and cutback on the slaying minutes Serrated steel dentures to masticate and absorb her preys’ essence A century old entity at last content with her damned life up until TONIGHT When her plums return assured and still ripe enough to enjoy a quick biteWhen her bone yard is deemed aseptic and police investigation is in sightHausis lunges at the wild boys only to be repelled by a nimbus of starlight… Issue #10 – The Above People CREEEAK! The tactless teenager forcefully opens the oxidized attic door In search of a white wig for her cosplay getup she stomps across the floor Rummaging through containers she finds something unusual in a drawer A thirteen-year-old letter that when opened clarifies exactly who it is for ‘Aline: It’s with regret and sadness that I write this letter to my daughter’ ‘I had to go to a dangerous place so I left you to be raised by your father’ ‘I never stopped loving you or dreaming of the day we would be together’ ‘When you are ready to meet amass juniper twigs and a magpie feather’ Elated to see her mislaid mother Aline flees the loft in her space-opera costume She sprints across 35 Avenue towards a vacant lot shrouded by juniper in bloom Ripping off a bouquet Aline is unaware that just beyond bodies are being exhumed She spots a pudgy magpie perched on the yellow barricade and plucks at its plume Clutching the vital items the Big Dipper shaped beauty marks on her right arm glows FWOOOOM! A blinding white light descends from overhead lifting her off of her toes Aline suddenly finds herself in a melancholy landscape of stars, clouds and shadows Before her sit 2 enormous Above People who enquire as to her odd-looking clothes ‘It’s for Comic-con’ she roars removing the wig ‘who’re you and where’s my mom’ Sun God laughs as Moon Goddess speaks: ‘We see that you were raise with aplomb’ The electric entities sizzle and pop as they struggle to alleviate Aline’s many qualms ‘Your father fell in love with our granddaughter: the Morning Star he wished upon’ ‘But she had to return to Sky-Country to rid it of the evil her mother had let loose’ Mother Moon details how Feather Woman disobeyed and iniquity was introduced ‘She moved the giant turnip that which protects our portal because she was obtuse’ Mother Moon adds she encased the dummy in indigo stone and made her vamoose That is the past but the portal remains open for dark matter to infest Sky-Country The same stuff brought down with the stone when it crashed in the 19th century Aline accuses her great-grandparents of killing her kin and for spreading villainy The Gods giggle at the allegation clarifying Feather Woman merely has an injury More gen is traded and a deal is struck: if Aline fixes the portal all will be forgiven Above People will help find the Morning Star and teach Aline of her nuclear fusion KRA-KOOM! A fiery comet crashes and Aline emerges from impact like a magician Gazing at the wild boys she states ‘You dudes are my gran and we have a mission’… Issue #11 – The Penultimate Sequential squares spread over an infinitude of glittering stars Panels parted by gutters spanning

centuries between the bars A billboard advertises Marc and Mada’s forthcoming memoirs Christened Marda; Loop denotes the superannuated streetcar Inset in the ad is a shot of Magpie gnawing on a decayed thumb bone Balanced on the sign she spots a bird below who was once well known Magpie cries: ‘Ain’t seen you since you left with THAT there veiled crone’ Alit next to Magpie Crow recalls his ghastly exploits beyond the stone ‘It was Hell’ he croaks ‘The screaming, the silence, the suicide attempts’ ‘It took HER forever to bond with THOSE boys and get over her regrets’ ‘Once she did’ Crow pauses ‘she spearheaded some tantalizing events’ Led by the ledger and scryed images they tracked the fiery GIs’ contempt While 7 indigo infected ones enlisted for Korea 26 settled in Forest City An innocuous epithet for somewhere death stalked the streets regularly Enclosed by thickets it’s where butchers would conceal a mutilated body ‘The Serial Killer Capital’ Crow yelps ‘We lured them out during the 1960s’ Crow clarifies that when the GIs moved there each become a major player: Mad Slasher, Bedroom Strangler, Balcony Killer + the Chambermaid Slayer Mada the bait, Crow the lookout, and 3 wild boys unified became the healer ‘In the forest we’d draw out the purple poison leaving the mortals tamer’ Mada’s nursing background afforded them a home and a baby-grand piano She worked while under pseudonyms the boys penned novels & concertos ‘Forest City was safe and we had obtained almost all of that fugitive indigo’ ‘Almost’ Crow echoed ‘We left for Korea in ‘81 on a plane from Toronto’ Magpie squawks sceptically: ‘And then miraculously back for the 70th Anniversary’ {Had it been that long?} the crone ponders {Why did they whitewash my tragedy?} The veiled woman below the advert grimaces then utters anachronistic profanity Stalwart in stance she shudders when the #7 rolls by renewed for the pageantry… Issue #12 – Giant-Size Finale The fixed indigo stone pulsates expelling the remnants of its space toxin Pumped into the faucets of 22 occupants of the new condo atop its coffin Dragging fingers thru mauve hair they’re rapt by the stone’s dim doctrine They riot inside the structure while outside Mada and her wild boys lock in ‘Try it again’ the costumed Aline guides from inside the infinite sealed loop She has juniper and feather in hand yet something is off within their group ‘That thing’s teeing me off’ Mada breaks from the ring and sits on the stoop The rebuilt #7 streetcar gleams in the parking lot next to an effigy of troops Suddenly…a service door opens and the old wendigo limps out of the edifice ‘You’ Hausis growls at Aline ‘You’re relations with that Metis bastard Dennis’ Mada perks up at the name of the man who inadvertently made her endless ‘Are you?’ Mada asks ‘She sure is’ Hausis sniffs ‘and it’s making me ravenous’ Incensed Mada bares the jagged indigo scar spanning the length of her collar ‘Dennis did this’ she states ‘and orchestrated the 1950 South Calgary slaughter’ Aline has entirely no clue as to what occurred because of her great-grandfather And before Mada can educate her the group is spotted by a police helicopter ‘Freeze Ms. Cranmer’ a voice booms as a squad car pulls up with guns drawn Hausis has been hiding since police uncovered the bodies she had feasted on Clotheslined and cuffed the 145-year-old Cree woman is beaten with a baton Aline, Mada and wild boys watch in horror as Hausis is tenderized like carrion The wild child named Robert tugs at Aline’s skirt pointing at the departing cop car ‘Dot’ the 80-year-old kid chirps ‘The hungry lady has carried our sister’s soul so far’ Mada is not their 4th because it is the frail child Hausis mauled like a chocolate bar ‘We need that granny back’ Aline barks at Mada who turns away rubbing her scar Aline suggests they take the idle #7 and propel it with a trick she has just learned ‘Can I borrow a feather from your crow?’ she asks of Mada who still feels scorned Crow leaves Magpie atop the streetlamp landing beside Aline his feathers formed ‘I am not getting on that ’

Mada repeats just as the crazed tenants emerge armed KRA-KOOM! The refurbished #7 streetcar rockets down 20th street like a fireball Crow and Magpie try to slow the tenants’ progress to the 33rd avenue mini-mall Meanwhile the #7 zips down the parade route until it hits the cruiser then a wall Everyone on the #7 is unscathed and so too is Hausis who’s eating a cop’s eyeball Magpie and Crow flutter in to warn everyone of the approaching horde of tenants The wild boys jump into action with a hand out for Hausis who sees it as penance ‘Doesn’t make me a plum’ she gripes grasping John’s hand as if she is pregnant As the 4 siblings unite clouds appear and a powerful deluge forms within minutes The first drop hits as the vicious throng reaches Marda Loop then the sky cries The drenched tenants lose their momentum as the mauve washes over their eyes The rain relents as does the horde but Mada’s inner ire cannot be overemphasized The wild boys embrace Hausis and in turn Dot whose soul has now been reprisedOnlookers have gathered at the site sad to see there’s no anniversary to reminisce Crow and Magpie peck at the injured police officers as Aline stares into the abyss She apologizes to Mada for her relative’s actions but asks for her not to be remiss ‘We cannot change the past’ she points out ‘But if you help us now we can fix this’The wendigo, the crone, the wild boys, the star-child and the scavengers all return Loitering outside of the Currie Barracks condo building hashing out their concerns Hausis has subsisted with the stone while in exile so she knows where it’s interned In the bowels of the sub-basement they find the ancient rock fading in a slow burn John, James and Robert the perpetual 10-year-olds encircle Aline and embrace her Hausis jeers as the boys kiss their kin then whisper in Mada’s ear: Goodbye Mother The siblings start siphoning the stone’s essence back; Aline waves Magpie’s feather Hausis and the boys convert to stardust they swirl around the stone and then enter Aline and Mada escape the building as the boulder flies backwards thru the nexus Its trajectory bearing straight for Sky-Country where it will rid the land of sepsis The portal is sealed and The Above People welcome Feather Woman and Hausis Back in South Calgary Mada stands in the quiet rubble no longer feeling headless ‘Wanna meet my dad?’ Aline asks of her lithe friend who nods producing a smile Mada calls Crow but he and Magpie are stardust in a constellation of their profile Unveiled Mada and neophyte Aline walk towards a rainbow after their long trial As both fade over the hill stardust diffuses and floats to somewhere worthwhile An End

[kinning-things]

For a Pharaoh Atem with reds and yellows. I hope you like it! Requested by anon.

[axelmedici]

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          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐋𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 pushes to the tip of her nose as she makes her way back downstairs to regroup with the party  .  a rolled bill begins to unfurl as she sticks it into her back pocket  ,  other digit traces delicately down the banister with every step she cascades down  .  three steps left to go  &   axel spots georgia slipping into the hallway past the staircase  &  it doesn’t matter who the girl is with  ,  or if she’s prying her away from the middle of a conversation  &  tucking her into a dark world of her own  ;  axel wouldn’t want anyone else by her side at that exact beat of time  .  she reaches over the banister  ,  interjecting herself and stealing her friend’s attention  ,  “  my PEACH  ! ”  she calls out over the thrumming of the music  &  the laughter  &  the gossip that adds to the burning sounds around them  .  her body is turned fully looking down at gi ,  dark locks hanging on either side of them  ,  acting like a makeshift veil between the pair  .  she smiles something holy  ,  toothy  &   glittering  ;  &  it’s the arrogance of gods  mixing with the chaos of girls that axel’s aura spins out  . her hands move, cupping either side of georgia’s face  ,  fingertip finding their way onto the full of her cheeks  ,  “ i LOVE you  ,  ”  bright red sunglasses she’d found in the bathroom that cover her eyes slips down her nose slightly  ,  giving a tiny view of emerald orbs ,  overgrown pupils giving a sheer answer to exactly the kind of fun she’s been up to since they’d been apart  “----  so fucking MUCH  .  ”   she lets a laugh loose out as she begins to lower her fingers .  “  we SHOULD’VE worn our cheer outfits here  ,  performed a cheer ROUTINE right on that table there .  ”  her gaze shifts, as a finger pushes the sunglasses back up , eyes darting towards an empty dining table ,  surely saved for family sunday dinners  &  special occasions  .  

[sunkissedjiaer]

Fling [2] / Jaebeom x Reader

Pairing: Jaebeom x Reader

Genre: College au

Warnings: strong language, sexual content, angst, & fluff

Word Count: 2k

Summary: “You definitely will not see me again that’s why it’s called a one night stand.”

Previous Parts: 01,

-

You and Maria walked over to the table where Cameron was seated. The three of you shared warm grins as you and Maria sat yourselves down. 

“What took you guys so long?” Cameron asked

Maria eyed you and smirked “her boyfriend showed up”

You felt your eyes slowly roll into the back of your skull at the word ‘boyfriend’.

“You’re telling me Jaebeom showed up at the campus? How was it? What did you guys talk about?”

“he literally just came by to give me my ID” you scoffed “Although I’m thankful I didn’t have to buy a new one I’m just peeved at the fact that I had to look at his smug face.”

Maria laughed “he was a looker, I tell ya Cameron.. hotter in person compared to the magazines.”

Cameron fanned her face and opened her mouth slightly “hot damn, the Devil is probably jealous of Lim Jaebeom!”

You couldn’t help but laugh “Lim Jaebeom is the devil and you two are suppose to be on my side! not his..”

Maria and Cameron stared at each other for a moment. Slowly Maria situated herself and eyed you.

“we aren’t against you y/n. We just happen to see something that you don’t and the both of us don’t want to see it fly away because you’re scared.”

“Are you done?” you commented “I’m not missing out on anything. I can find a man whore anywhere, especially in this city. Jaebeom however is not something I want to get mixed with.”

The three of you fell silent, the tension weighing over the table. As the three of you sat silently, the voices in the restaurant began to whisper and chime with excitement. 

“he’s so handsome” a woman cooed

“look at him and those girls! so lucky they are” another woman commented.

Cameron looked up over yours and Maria’s head. Her eyes slightly grew wide but returned to normal size as she eyed you softly, a grin twitching on her lips.

“Don’t turn around” Cameron spoke.

You cocked your head to the side with an arched eyebrow “why?”

“hey there sweetheart” a voice chimed. A very familiar voice.

“fuck.” you breathed. 

Looking up you saw a smirking Jaebeom, two girls clinging to his hips. 

“well if it isn’t the devil himself” you smiled “what brings you here?”

“just a little lunch date”

“uh-huh. You have fun with that”

You turned back to Maria and Cameron but the two stayed silent and continued to stare through you. Rolling you eyes with a huff you looked back at Jaebeom who continued to stand there silently. 

“what?” you groaned

“I just wanted to invite you to a party that’s happening later tonight” 

“no thank you.”

“why so quick to deflect me?” Jaebeom chuckled “please just come, I’ll give you my number and everything”

Maria coughed and Jaebeom adverted his eyes to her. 

“she won’t let you give her your number but, I can give you hers”

You quickly whipped your head to Maria with thin lips and creased brows. 

Jaebeom grabbed his phone from his pocket and handed it to Maria. Gladly Maria took the phone and began to type in your number, with a soft smile Maria gave Jaebeom his phone back.

“I like you” Jaebeom said pointing to Maria and Maria pointed back playfully

“anyways” Jaebeom turned back to you “I’ll text you the details later, I really, really, hope to see you then”

Jaebeom and the two girls walked away silently leaving you, Maria, and Cameron alone.. finally. 

“lunch has been spoiled for me” you commented 

“oh shush” Cameron giggled “let’s order!”

-

You sat on your couch silently. Maria had plans for the night which meant you were sitting at home alone. As you scrolled through your phone a notification popped up grabbing your attention. 

You immediately knew it was Jaebeom. Sighing you clicked the notification and read over his message.

Jaebeom: Hey there sweetheart the party starts at eight and it’s being held at my home, a place you know well;)

You: Jaebeom sorry to burst your bubble of ego and happiness but I’m not going

Jaebeom: well.. why’s that? other plans? got a boyfriend?

You: first of all, because I said so. Second of all, no and no. 

You: I just don’t feel well and a party will not help me feel better. Have a good night though. 

Shutting your phone off you tossed it to the side. Sighing softly you laid your head on the arm rest of the couch and stared out the window at the sunset. Soft pinks seeped into deep purples and dark reds creating an image of warmth and beauty. 

You felt your eyes begin to slowly shut, with every other blink they became heavier and heavier. Eventually you didn’t bother to keep them open and let sleep take you over.

Soft knocks at the door slowly brought you out of your slumber. Groaning you sat yourself up off the couch, as you stood yourself up you stretched and yawned.

You looked through the peep-hole and felt yourself screaming on the inside. Swinging the door open you stared at the boy, a grin on his face, a frown on yours.

“what are you doing here?” you sighed 

Raising his hands up you looked at the bags Jaebeom held. “You said you weren’t feeling well so I messaged Maria for your guys’ address and brought over some food, medicine, and tea.”

You were shocked to the core. Completely surprised at the random act of kindness but knowing Jaebeom he probably wanted something from you. 

“what are your motives?” you questioned 

“to hang out with you” he grinned 

“no, seriously.”

“seriously, I just want to hang out with you. I don’t go this far for just anyone.”

“okay well I don’t trust you. We slept together once and now you want to hang out at my house? this is fishy and you know it.”

Rolling his eyes with a grin Jaebeom stared down at you softly “believe me or don’t but I think you should give me a chance-”

“a chance for what?” you asked sharply

“to prove myself worthy. I want to be your friend y/n.. seriously, no false motives.”

“let’s say we become friends, what happens after that? you gonna try and get in my pants again?”

“I can’t lie. I dream about sleeping with you again, dream of kissing your soft lips and running my hands through your silky hair. I want so badly to hear your sweet moans in my ear and to be able to make you say my name like you did that night, it was like music to my ears if I’m being completely honest.”

You stood more shook to the core than before. Your eyes stayed glued to his chocolate brown ones, emotions swirled around in them, glittering softly. 

“you’re funny” you laughed “whatever come in”

Jaebeom walked into the apartment and set the bags down onto the coffee table sitting across from the couch.

“no sleeping with me tonight. strictly hanging out. as friends.” you commented

Jaebeom looked over to you as he grabbed things out of the bags “yeah, yeah baby steps I got it angel.”

“and no pet names” you breathed “it’s weird.”

Jaebeom stood up straight and smirked “that’s odd”

“what is?” you asked with an arched brow 

“in bed you loved when I called you daddy’s gi-”

You quickly placed your hands over Jaebeom’s mouth and stared at him “that’s enough!”

You quickly realized that you were touching him and removed your hands. The two of you shared awkward grins but you quickly brushed it off.

“okay movie time!” you chirped

-

Jaebeom’s POV:

There was an ache in my neck that caused me to groan. Slowly I opened my eyes and was hit with a wave of confusion.. this isn’t my condo.. There was a wave of warmth coming from next to me which caused more confusion. 

Tilting my head down I was shocked. For once in my life I was the one caught off guard. 

“y/n...?” I whispered

She wiggled slightly but it wasn’t away from me but closer. Her head lay on my chest and one of her arms was stretched across my lap, not exactly the most comfortable looking position. 

I so badly wanted to hold her tightly which was something I wasn’t use to. I know that sleeping with her was suppose to be a one time thing, seeing her in general was something I planned on keeping to a minimum but there was something different about her compared to most. 

Unlike others she didn’t throw herself at me nor did she want to get into my pants. It happened naturally and I hope things can continue to happen naturally. 

“y/n..” I whispered again.

Moving my arm from her hip I shook her shoulders slightly which only caused her to groan and wiggle once more.

Guess I’ll have to move you myself.

Slowly I removed y/n from my chest and stood up. It felt wrong leaving here, leaving her. I couldn’t just leave her on the couch without anything to cover up with, that’d be rude. 

Slowly I wrapped my arms around her bridal style and brought her close to my chest. Lighter than a feather is how I would describe holding her. 

Carefully I weaved my way through the halls until I figured out which room was hers. Entering into the room I looked around in awe. I hadn’t really thought of what her room would look like but this definitely fits her. 

I walked over to the bed and slowly laid her down, grabbing the covers I pulled them over her and tucked her in but instead of leaving immediately I found myself staring at her which seems creepy I know but she was beautiful in this natural state. 

I mean, she was always beautiful.

Shaking my head I exited her room and walked into the kitchen. I looked and looked for a peace of paper to write a note on and ended up using a napkin. 

Smiling I placed the napkin on the coffee table near the bags and hoped she’d see it and if not I’d just text her anyway. 

“okay then” I breathed “till next time”

I felt myself hesitate as I went to close the door. I’ll be back, one day, when she wants me here, I’ll be back.

-

BACK TO THIRD PERSON POV:

You woke up suddenly, looking around you slowly became confused. You were in your room when you clearly remember being in the living room.

“Jaebeom!” you yelled.

Throwing the blankets off you rushed into the living room to see that you were alone, Maria and Jaebeom gone. Scratching your neck you walked to the coffee table and saw a napkin with writing on it.

Good Morning sweetness, I woke up around midnight and decided to head home but of course I moved you to your bed before leaving. Also we did indeed cuddle, don’t fret that’s all we did, for now.. anyways I’ll be texting you later after I get out of work (I hope you don’t cuddle with all your guy friends)

-Jaebeom

You felt yourself laugh at the note you went to toss it in the trash but something told you not to do it. Holding the note you eyed it and rubbed your thumbs over it. Shaking your head you walked into your room and opened a desk drawer, eyeing the note you placed it in the drawer and shut it.

Looking at the time you realized you had classes later tonight. You gathered up your things for a shower and entered into the bathroom. 

Slowly you started to undress yourself when you heard a ding from your phone. Grabbing it you saw a text from Jaebeom and grinned.

Jaebeom: are you busy tonight?

You: why you gonna try and cuddle with me again? which by the way I DO NOT do that with everyone, I didn’t even mean to do it with you.

Jaebeom: whatever, it happened, what’s done is done. By the way, you are a damn heater, loved it though! but answer my question please

You: I have classes tonight that’s it why?

Jaebeom: I’m taking you on a date!

You: no dates

Jaebeom: sorry.. a friend date ahah

You: where?

Jaebeom: It’s a surprise of course

A surprise friend date with Jaebeom? Things were escalating quickly but for some reason, you didn’t mind... maybe.. he actually wasn’t too bad.

[to be continued]

[merryfortune]

Day 7 – Metal / Love

AN: Big thank you to Organisers Ignister & Echo for putting on the Cyberse Celebration event, thank you so much <3

Ship: Aqua/Earth

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Vrains

Word Count: 1.1k

Tags:  Pre-Canon, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort

  All of the Ignis had some gift which made them unique. The Light Ignis had his grand intellect and foresight which of course made him the unequivocal and uncontested leader of their troop. The Dark Ignis had his instinct, as slothful and inelegant as it was. The Fire Ignis had a keen mind and was prone to feats of gallantry and courage. The Water Ignis had her talent for perceiving truth and lie. The Wind Ignis had his sublime mastery of his element and beyond. But the Earth Ignis… As he sat, in his domain, sombre and pondering, could not think of a thing which set him apart from his herd.

  He had no gift or talent which bettered the social environment of he and his fellow Ignis. Yes, the Earth Ignis had his own mastery for his element, but it wasn’t as beautiful as the way in which the Wind Ignis conjured his winds or how the Water Ignis manipulated her waters. But aside from that, they had a talent which transcended their physical environment of the Cyberse World and helped enriched the social environment and immutable relationships between that.

  So, the Earth Ignis thought low of himself as he could not perceive a trait or skill inside of himself which he could hold to the same standard as his kin. It depressed him severely and made him wonder if his source, his Origin, had been lacking in some way as compared to the other children he and his kind had been created from…

  In the quiet of his miserable musings, amid the gently swaying trees and mossy rocks, the Water Ignis approached the Earth Ignis. Her sparkling pink eyes lost some of their glitter as she found him by the edge of his domain, overlooking an endless, sky blue abyss but she sat down next to him; kneeling as compared to his cross-legged stance. But she didn’t sit too close that their knees touched but she did lean into him.

  “Penny for your thoughts?” she murmured, looking up at him; his square, blue eyes were so utterly stern, compressed too.

  “What an odd saying…” he replied, unthinking.

  The Water Ignis giggled. “I believe it’s a human saying. I suppose, given the fact that we have no money, petal for your thoughts might be a better phrase. So,” she took a pretend breath, a purposefully stunted pause, “let’s try again. Petal for your thoughts?”

  “A petal for my thoughts, huh?” the Earth Ignis mumbled aloud.

  With a twinkle of his block fingers, he manifested a flower. The stem intertwined between the pinch of his fingertips; verdant leaves unfurled, and a pale pink blossom bloomed at the very end of it. With a mouthless smile, the Earth Ignis gifted it to the Water Ignis. She glanced at him; returning his curt, mouthless smile with one of her own but it lingered. The sweetness of it permeated the Earth Ignis’ thoughts; softening his dejected reveries, mixing them up, making him forget lines of thought and the like. The Water Ignis lifted the flower to the face; her olfactory receptor central on it, unseen, took in the sensory information of it. The petals were sublimely soft, and it emanated a faint fragrance. She thought it was wonderful.

  “I am feeling very troubled, at the moment.” the Earth Ignis finally confessed to his companion.

  “Oh, how terrible. Is there anything I can do to alleviate that for you?” the Water Ignis queried, concern moulding her abstracted, blue features.

  “I feel inferior to the others; yourself included. I feel as though I lack a talent, trait, or some other gift which enriches the social stratus of our society.” The Earth Ignis explained.

  “That’s not true, at all. I find your fear unfounded.” The Water Ignis quickly contested him with a demure power in her voice: she was utterly sure of her assertation.

  “Oh? Explain, please.” The Earth Ignis not quite demanded of her.

  “You are very gentle. You always consider the feelings of others first before you act.” The Water Ignis began; she twirled the flower around as she spoken, watching the petals flutter in the inertia. “You rarely act without kindness in your intent, I feel. The Dark Ignis and Wind Ignis can be so rude because they find it funny; the Fire Ignis can come across as egotistical or arrogant; the Light Ignis is unapproachable. But you… you are never any of those things. I think you have a very special and very human trait: so obvious that you are blinded to it because it’s not your second nature, no not at all. It’s who you are first and foremost.”

  The Earth Ignis blushed as he felt a twinge in his brow. “I’m… socially awkward?” he replied; thinking of innumerable times in which he had blundered through a social situation by being blunt and frank or by not clarifying himself correctly.

  “Well, yes. But you are loving. You are caring.” The Water Ignis replied.

  “I – I am?” the Earth Ignis stuttered; flattered beyond all compare.

  The Water Ignis nodded as she leaned into his figure. “Yes, very loving. I feel at ease with you and I adore your quirks. I sense a great power for emotional understanding from you. One that outshines the others, myself, included, by far.” The Water Ignis placed her hand on her breast whilst she continued to stare at the flower she had been presented.

  “O-Oh, you, um, you flatter me, Water Ignis, but thank you.” The Earth Ignis stuttered. “I feel better about myself; I trust your word, sincerely.”

  “That is wonderful to hear.” The Water Ignis replied.

  The Earth Ignis felt his emotions stir inside of him. Twinkle, sparkle, glow, and glimmer: all in hues of orange and brown, perhaps a touch ruddy. He hoped that the Water Ignis wouldn’t notice how dearly he had taken the Water Ignis’ reply. Perhaps she was right. No, she had to be right. That was her talent after all; her perception of truth and lie which put her at a crosshair of being unable to deceive. So, the Earth Ignis knew her word to be above sublime. Not just in virtue, but in sincerity.

  But it made the Earth Ignis falter. Beneath it all, he was a creature of free will; he was not incorrigible thus, he wonder if it would be inappropriate to take the Water Ignis’ hand in this moment as she came closer and enjoyed the breeze and serenity with him having sorted out his problems.

[chcrrypcps]

(m) korean names; mix n match

90+ KOREAN SYLLABLES to mix n match together to form names!

– common hanja meanings attached !  

**not all name meanings are listed & not all names have to mean something– some people just like the sound of them!\

(female version here!)

아 (ah)

兒 son, child, oneself; final part

亞 second

我 our, us, my, we

牙 tooth, teeth; serrated

芽  bud, sprout

雅 elegant, graceful, refined

안 (ahn)

安 peaceful, tranquil, quiet

案 table, bench

眼 eye; hole

岸 bank, shore, beach coast

顔 face, facial appearance

배   (bae)

北 north, northern

配 match, pair; equal

杯 cup, glass

輩 generation, lifetime

korean for pear

백 (baek)

白 pure, white, unblemished

百 one hundred

범   (beom/bum)

犯 criminal; to commit a crime

凡 ordinary, common

비  (bi/bee)

秘 secret, mysterious

悲 sorrow, grief; sorry, sad

飛  fly, go quickly

卑  humble, low, inferior

肥 fat, plump; fertile

丕 grand, glorious, distinguished

빈  (bin)

彬 cultivated; well-bred

분 (boon/bun)

芬 perfume. fragrance. aroma

憤 resentment, hatred

보  (bo)

保 protect, defend, care for

寶 treasure, jewel, precious, rare

普 universal, widespread

補 mend, fix, repair, restore

甫 begin, man, father, great

輔 protect, assist

복 (bok)

福 happiness, good fortune, blessings

卜 fortune, prophecy

馥 fragrance, scent, aroma

변 (byun/byeon)

變 rebel; change, transform, alter

卞 excitable; impatient

차 (cha)

茶 tea

差 different, wrong

초 (cho)

草 grass straw herbs  

哨 whistle, chirp

焦 burned scorched; anxious vexes

천 (cheon/chun)

千 thousand

天 sky, heaven; celestial, god

川 stream, river

泉 spring, fountain; wealth money

淺 shallow, superficial

賤 cheap, worthless

철 (cheol/chul)

鐵 iron; strong, solid, firm

哲 wise, sagacious; wise-man, sage

대 (dae)

代 replacement

臺 tower, lookout

貸 to lend, borrow, pardon

다 (dah/da)

多 much, many

茶 tea

도 (do)

道 path, road

島 island

都 elegant refined

徒 disciple, follower

桃 peach; marriage

悼 grieve, lament, mourn

동 (dong)

棟 support beams of a house

東 east

冬 winter; 11th lunar month

洞 cave; grotto

童 virgin; child, boy

銅 brass, copper, bronze

凍 to freeze, congeal

언 (eon)

言 words, speech, speak

彦 elegant

은 (eun)

銀 silver, cash, money, wealth

恩 kindness, mercy, charity

隱 hidden, secret

殷 abundant, flourishing; many, great

誾 respectful

고 (goh/go)

古 old, classic, ancient

苦 bitter; hardship, suffering

固 strength; solid, strong

孤 orphan; solitary

故 ancient, old

枯 withered, decayed

국 (guk/gook/kuk/kook)

國 nation, country

菊 chrysanthemum

규 (gyu/kyu)

叫 cry, shout; hail, greet, call

하 (ha)

夏 summer

河 river, stream

荷 lotus, water lily

해 (hae)

海 sea, ocean

害 harm, destroy, kill

희 (hee/hui)

喜 joy, love

希 rare; hope, expectations

稀 rare, unusual

姬 beauty

熹 warm bright; glimmer

禧 happiness

화 (hwa)

火 fire flame; burn; anger, rage

花 flower, blossoms

和 harmony, peace; peaceful, calm

嬅 beautiful

禍 misfortune, calamity, disaster

혜 (hye)

慧 bright, intelligent

현 (hyun/hyeon)

賢 virtuous, worthy, good

炫 shine glitter; show off, flaunt

玄 deep, profound

호 (ho)

呼 sigh, breath, exhale

好 fine, excellent

戶 family, household

護 to protect, guard, defend, shelter

胡 reckless, foolish; wild

虎 tiger; brave, fierce

豪 brave, heroic, chivalrous

昊 sky, heaven; summertime

皓 bright, luminous; clear

祜 blessing, happiness, prosperity

환 (hwan)

煥 shining, brilliant, lustrous

患 suffer, worry

歡 joy, happiness, pleasure

換 substitute; change, exchange

幻 fantasy, illusion, mirage

일 (il/eel)

一 one; alone, singular

日 sun, day, daytime

인 (in)

麟 female chinese unicorn

人 people, mankind, man, population

仁 humane; benevolence, kindness

認 to recognize, know, understand

寅 respect, reverence

忍 endure, bear, suffer

재 (jae)

才 talent, ability

災 calamity, disaster, catastrophe

財 wealth, riches

宰 to slaughter; to rule

栽 to cultivate; to care for plants

장 (jang)

長 leader; to excel in

奬 prize, reward

腸 emotions; sausage, intestines

障 shield, barricade; separate

丈 gentleman, husband

墻 wall

樟 camphor tree

자 (jah/ja)

子 child, offspring; fruit, seed

資 property; wealth

慈 kind, charitable, benevolent

紫 purple, violet; amethyst

磁 porcelain

지 (ji/jee)

地 earth, ground, soil

紙 paper

志 determination, will

智 wisdom, knowledge, intelligence

池 pool, pond

진 (jin)

珍 precious, valuable; rare

眞 genuine, real, true

주 (ju/joo)

晝 daytime, daylight

朱 cinnabar, vermilion

酒 wine, spirits, liquor

宙 time as a concept

洲 island

珠 precious stone, gem, jewel, pearl

준 (joon)

駿 noble steed;

俊 handsome; talented, capable

遵 honor; obedience

峻 stern; high, steep, towering

濬 deep, profound

정 (jung/jeong)

正 right, proper, correct

情 emotion, feeling, sentiment

程 journey, trip

精 essence, spirit

征 invade, attack, conquer

靜 gentle, quiet, still

淨 pure, clean, unspoiled

貞 loyal; virtuous pure

晶 crystal; clear, bright, radiant

汀 beach, bank, shore

禎 good omen, lucky

종 (jong)

終 ending, finale

宗 lineage, ancestry; ancestor

鍾 glass, goblet, cup

鐘 clock; bell

縱 to indulge in

강 (kang)

疆 boundary, border, frontier

强 strong, powerful, energetic

康 peaceful, quiet; happy, healthy

剛 hard, tough, rigid, strong

鋼 steel; hard, strong, tough

姜 ginger

기 (ki/gi)

麒 legendary auspicious animal

汽 steam, vapor, gas

器 receptacle, vessel; instrument

奇 strange, unusual, uncanny

機 machine; moment, chance

起 to rise, stand up; to begin

棄 to reject, abandon, or discard

忌 jealousy, envy; fear

欺 to cheat, deceive, or double-cross

祈 to pray; entreat, beseech

飢 hunger, starvation, famine

冀 to hope for; wish

岐 majestic

璣 a pearl that's not quite perfect

琪 a type of jade

琦 gem, precious stone, jade

氣 spirit; air, steam, vapor

記to remember, record

基 strong foundation, or base

技 skill, ability, talent

경 (kyung/kyeong/gyung/gyeong)

敬 respect, honor

輕 light, gentle

警 guard, watch

鏡 mirror, glass

卿 noble

炅 brilliance

瓊 jade; rare, precious; elegant

민 (min)

閔 mourn, grieve

憫 pity, sympathy

敏 clever, smart

旻 heaven

玟 gem

문 (moon/mun)

門/ gate, entrance

文 literature, writing; culture

명 (myung/myeong)

命 life; destiny, fate, luck

明 light, bright, brilliant

冥 dark, gloomy; night

나 (nah/na)

奈 bear, endure

남 (nam)

南 south

오 (oh)

五 five

午 noon

惡 evil, wicked, bad, foul

傲 proud, haughty; overbearing

嗚 sound of crying, sobbing; sound of sadness

娛 pleasure, enjoyment, amusement

汚 filthy, dirty, impure

烏 crow, raven; black, dark

리 (ri/li/lee/ree)

李 plum

梨 pear

림 (rim)

林 forest, grove

사 (sa)

四 four

使 messenger

死 die; death; dead

士 scholar

思 think, consider, ponder

師 teacher, master

私 secret, private, personal

絲 silk, fine thread

:沙 sand, pebbles

蛇 snake

詐 trick, cheat, swindle, feign

邪 wrong, evil, vicious

唆 mischievous

상 (sang)

上 top, superior, highest

賞 reward, prize

傷 wound, injury

常 common, normal, frequent

象 ivory; elephant

喪 mourn

祥 happiness; good luck, good omen

裳 beautiful

霜 frost; crystallized

서 (seo)

西 west

庶 numerous various

徐 composed, dignified; quiet, calm

恕 forgiveness; mercy

誓 swear, pledge, promise, oath

석 (seok)

夕 evening, night, dusk

石 stone, rock, mineral

惜 pity, regret, rue

昔 ancient

奭 red; anger

碩 great, eminent; large

선 (seon/sun)

瑄 ornamental jade

仙 transcendent, immortal

善 good, virtuous, charitable, kind

鮮 fresh, new; rare

璿 fine jade

璇 star; beautiful jade

성 (seong)

晟 clear bright; splendor

城 castle; city, town

誠 sincere, honest; true, real

聲 sound, voice, music

聖 holy, sacred

盛 abundant, flourishing

星 a star, planet

승 (seung)

勝 victory

承 succeed

乘 rise, ascend

昇 peace; rise, ascent

신 (shin)

辰 early morning

信 trust, believe

新 new, fresh, modern

神 spirit; god, supernatural being

晨 early morning, daybreak

辛 bitter

시 (si/shi)

矢 vow, swear, promise

時 time season; age, period, era

施 grant, bestow, give

詩 poetry

屍 corpse

소 (so)

消 vanish, die out, melt away

笑 smile, laugh

素 white silk

昭 bright, luminous

蘇 revive, resurrect

슥 (sook/suk)

宿 constellation

淑 good, pure, virtuous, charming

수 (su/soo)

樹 plant, tree

守 defend, protect, guard

收 gather collect; harvest

秀 refined, elegant, graceful

壽 old age, long life

殊 different, special, unusual

태 (tae)

颱 typhoon

太 very, too much; big; extreme

態 manner, attitude

殆 dangerous, perilous

怠 idle, negligent

泰 great, exalted, superior

兌 cash, money; to exchange, barter

胎 fetus, embryo, unborn child

특 (teuk)

特 special, unique, distinguished

와 (wah/wa)

瓦 pottery

왕 (wang)

王 king, ruler, royalty

旺 prosperous; prosperity

위 (wee/wi)

位 throne, rank, status

偉 great, robust, extraordinary

危 dangerous

威 power; powerful; dominate

慰 calm, comfort, console

衛 guard, protect, defend

違 disobey, defy, rebel; be different than

尉 officer, military rank

원 (won)

源 spring

園 garden, park, orchard

原 beginning, source, origin

願 to wish, ambition, desire, want

怨 hatred, enemy, resentment

苑 park, garden

瑗 a ring of fine jade

媛 beauty; a beautiful woman

우 (woo/wu)

友 friend, companion

牛 cow, ox, bull

雨 rain; rainy

優 superior; excellent

宇 house, building, structure

愚 stupid, foolish

憂 sad, grievance; grief, melancholy

羽 feather, plume; wings

佑 to help, bless, protect

祐 protection; divine intervention

욱 (wook/ook)

頊 grief, anxiety

旭 brilliance, radiant

昱 dazzling, bright light, sunlight

煜 bright, shining, brilliant

郁 sweet smelling; rich in aroma

운 (woon/wun)

運 luck, fortune

雲 clouds

云 clouds

芸 art, talent ability; rue (herb)

야 (yah/ya)

夜 night, dark

野 open country, wilderness, field

惹 irritate, offend

열 (yeol/yul)

烈 fiery, violent, ardent

劣 bad, inferior

연 (yeon)

然 promise, pledge

燃 burn; ignite

緣 karma, fate

戀 love, long for, yearn for

燕 swallow (bird) ; comfort, enjoy

蓮 lotus, water lily; paradise

漣 flowing water; ripples

영 (yeong/young)

永 perpetual, eternal, forever

英 petal, flower, leaf; brave, hero; england, english

令 commandant, magistrate

領 neck, collar; leader, guide

映 to reflect light

榮 glory, honor; to flourish or prosper

寧 serenity, peace; peaceful

嶺 mountain ridge, mountain peak

影 shadow, reflection; photograph

泳 to dive, swim

詠 sing, hum, chant

零 zero; fragment, fraction, sliver

靈 spirit, soul

瑛 crystal, gem

盈 full, overflowing

이 (yi/ie)

二 two; twice

利 gains, profit

李 plum

易 change

異 different, unusual, strange

梨 pear; opera

泥 earth, mud, clay

怡 harmony, joy, pleasure; to be glad

용 (yong)

龍 dragon; symbolic of emperors

勇 brave courageous fierce

容 looks appearance; figure, form

庸 common, ordinary, mediocre

傭 servant; to hire, employ, charter

溶 overflowing with; to melt, dissolve

熔 to melt, fuse, mold

瑢 gem ornaments, usually used for belts

유 (yoo/yu)

柳 willow tree; pleasure

遊 wander, roam, travel

柔 soft, gentle

維 maintain, preserve

裕 rich, abundant, plentiful

劉 to kill, destroy

육 (yook/yuk)

六 six

율 (yool/yul)

栗 chestnuts, chestnut tree

윤 (yoon/yun)

潤 soft, moist; sleek, fresh

尹 govern, oversee, direct

胤 heir, successor

[drkreviews]

Album Selection of 2018 | August

Dimlim - CHEDOARA (08.08.2018) [★★★★★]

TRACKLIST

Exordium

Grotesque

Malformation

…Monokuru hi… narite (…Mad flame… candidate)

Shigarami (Ties)

Ambitiosus principles

Kyou no ri (Madman)

Mad [K]

D.Hymnus

Vanitas -CHEDOARA mix-

「Hito」 to 「katachi」(「People」and「Shape」)

Aizou ni tsuki… (With affection…)

Keel - Nire to Budou -Kuro&Shiroban- [Moth and grapes -Black and white edition-] (08.08.2018) [★★★★★]

TRACKLIST

Kuro

Needle [Re-recording]

Souten (Blue sky)

Shura (Fighting)

Funiku to kajitsu [Re-recording] (Carrot and fruit)

May your life be fulfilled with love [Re-recording]

Taiyou yori atsui natsu [Re-recording] (Summer hotter than sun)

Rain song [Remix]

Swans [Remix]

Hoshinari [Remix] (Being stars)

Siren [Remix]

Shiro

Fanfale [Re-recording]

Tadashii tori (Correct bird)

Shirisugita shinzou [Re-recording] (Heart I knew too much)

Kyokou wo shikou suru (Thinking about fiction)

Kokuhaku [Re-recording] (Confessions)

Bring me reason [Re-recording]

Mizube no kimi ni [Remix] (To you on water)

Hakka [Vocal re-recording] (Ignition)

Zenmei [Remix] (Wheezing)

Hitogata [Remix] (Humanoid)

Tamiw - Flower Vases (08.08.2018) [★★★★★]

TRACKLIST

Meditation on your flower

Shapes of Water

Invade me!

Happy ending

Yes, you are. Yes, I am (album ver.)

Synapse Jungle

Salad bowl

Hybrid child

You & me

Protest you

Cloud nine

Bloom

Just when I needed you

Mari Hamada - Gracia (01.08.2018) [★★★★★]

TRACKLIST

Black Rain

Disruptor

Orience

Zero

No More Heroes

Lost

Melancholia

Right On

Heart of Grace

Dark Triad

Mangata

Seventh Sense

Yuragi - Still Dreaming, Still Deafening (08.08.2018) [★★★★]

TRACKLIST

B/C

Horizon

Utopia

Bedside (album ver.)

Unreachable

Path of the Moonlit Night

-HONORABLE MENTIONS-

ZIZ - Liquid Stunt Flavor (25.08.2018)

TRACKLIST

AWaWa

Float

Gi to DA

Colors

Glitter Waver

Acme - Zesshou ouka [Pleasure of singing] (08.08.2018)

TRACKLIST

Paradox

Zesshou ouka

Bari zougen (Abusive words)

Futokoro iro hanabi (Blooming fireworks)

Kimi ni zoki ni nantai (I want to be your organs)

Kinketsu mileage (Friday mileage)

Melody (album ver.)

Another World

Run

Adventure Time

Heidi. - Que Sera Sera (29.08.2018)

TRACKLIST

Nisshoku (Eclipse)

Ray

Elegy

°C

Soko (Bottom)

Gyaku kaiten syndrome (Reverse rotation syndrome)

Terror

Ningyo (Mermaid)

Sunset Blue

Heroine

Uka (Emergence)

Hikari (Light)

Ienai. (I can’t say.)

TO BE CONTINUED...

[the-grand-author-ne]

Why I love Yugioh 5D’s

Yu-Gi-Oh: so every turn you can summon an amount of monsters based on XYZ, and spell and trap cards work like this, plus everything is a hologram except sometimes there’s magic because of pharoh stuff

People trying to keep track of anything: alright, that makes sense

Yu-Gi-Oh, now on a motercycle: so now we add synchro-summons into the mix and also speed counters not to mention psychic duelist armies and also special pursuit decks used by police officers but don’t worry about that subplot because the dark signers are using the power of the dragon generator to awaken the demon army and plunge the world into darkness and only the power of yusei, jack atlas, this little girl, a severed arm, and this chick that kills people with her mind but only when she plays card games against people can save the earth with the power of mayan ruin dragons that have been sealed in cards 

People trying to keep track of anything: what do any of those words mean what the fuck

Me, in the corner, eating popcorn and keeping track of exactly none of the rules: who fucking cares that dude just made a monster out of people’s souls and the other guy killed it with a dragon that sheds glitter this is the best show ever