#it’s a test given by the forest service

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thinking about trying to do rangeland firefighting for at least one summer while I’m still in my 20s with derangements that make me love toiling like a medieval peasant but in order to do it next summer I would need to undergo a second, less illegal and contentious but some would say more difficult transition with my body. theatre kid to jock

[fallingdownhell]

Hi, I really enjoy your writing! Since you're taking requests may I ask for headcanons about what would cyno be like as a lover?

Have a wonderful day.

Of course!! I love Cyno so much! Relationship: Cyno as your lover Content: gender neutral reader; established relationship; mostly just fluff; not proofread yet Word count: 890 words Enjoy<3

first of, I think Cyno would be a really good boyfriend

he's attentive towards your needs and wants, he listens to you and though he's not the best at communicating his feelings, he tries his best for you

I imagine he likes to do little things for you throughout your day. Making you breakfast is almost always a given with him. He prepares things for you he knows your going to need, either later or maybe for work the next day

he notices you had an exhausting day? He's preparing a nice bath for you to relax and calm down. If you want him to, he'll stay with you and either talk or listen, whatever you prefer. But if you want some alone time, he's fine with that, too

I think that his love language would either be Acts of Service or Quality Time. Since he sometimes has to go away on longer missions for his job, he likes to spend as much time with you as possible

for him, it's not about what you do together, just that it's the two of you doing it and spending one on one time

as much as he likes to be alone with you, he likes it just as much when you're spending time with him and his friends. He'd be especially overjoyed if you get along well with Tighnari and Collei

invites you along whenever he goes to the Avidiya Forest, and more often than not, you tag along with him, excited to see the Forest Ranger again

when you spend time alone at home with him and are not out and about with some activity, he likes to teach you the ropes of TCG

he wouldn't be too over the top with it, but he'd really like it if his s/o could play the game and do a few rounds with him

he wouldn't force you if you really didn't like the game at all, but he'd still like it if you'd at least watch the matches he has against other players

however, if you do let yourself get roped into it and let him explain the basics to you, he'd be excited like a little kid, helping you create your own deck and challenging you to a match to test your newfound skills

he'd go easy on you the first few rounds, but after that, he wouldn't evne hold back for you anymore. He's that serious about the game and the matches he plays

while playing, no matter against you or someone else, he'd try to fit in a few of his jokes

like, let's be real. If you want to be in a relationship with Cyno, you either have to have similiar humor like him to actually find his jokes funny, or you have to at least be able to tolerate them. Because you will never get Cyno without his jokes. It's a package deal

whenever he comes up with new jokes, he always comes to you first and tells them to you. It's gotten to a point where he has so many jokes that he has trouble remembering all of them. At that point, you have gifted him a little notebook for him to write them all down, so he'll be able to remember them. He carries that book with him whereever he goes

when you're not playing TCG with him, Cyno actually really likes to cuddle with you. He wasn't the greatest fan of it at the beginning, but once you've done it a few times, he's got to see how great it can feel

most the time, he's the big spoon, holding you close against his chest, his arms protectively around your body to shield you from the world. Only you and him matter right now, nothing else

but there are also times where Cyno would want the roles to be reveresed, where he takes the role of the little spoon

his job sometimes weighs heavy on Cyno. From time to time, he comes home with a dejected look on his face. He wouldn't be able to tell you about the things that had happened, but he doesn't need to

you understand what he needs just by looking at him. You open your arms wide for him and he falls into you, cuddling up against you. He enjoys the way your arms wrap around him now, the feeling of being shielded and protected. It's not something he usually feels, so he soaks it up like a sponge, basking in it every second it lasts

he's not too big on PDA. The most he'd do in public is hold your hand or place a kiss on your cheek. Everything else happens in private, where no prying eyes are on you two

his kisses are slow, delicate. He likes to enjoy the moment and not rush it thanks to emotions. Would place a hand to your cheek while kissing you. He just likes to touch you whereever he gets the chance to

overall a really great boyfriend if you can live with the fact that he's not present 24/7 due to his job and responsibilities. But he definitely tries his best to always make it up to you. And he appreciates you all the more for understanding and sticking around for him

he really, truly loves you

[auspicioustidings]

For the 1k requests/suggestions:

Druid!Soap who's protected the lands faithfully and ferociously for years, and Reader, the nature god/goddess/diety/spirit of those lands, decides to reveal herself and reward him for it?

Could go in any direction you want, pure fluff or darker or smut or anything! Just the first idea I had

Ok so you know how you said it could be darker or smut? Got carried away with this one :') This is just feral PWP that was written in one sitting and Johnny is mean as shit in it so pls HEED THE CWs.

Foul Magic

Words: 2.8k

CWs: Non-con, heavy smut, threatened bestiality (sort of, it's a Druid-ey shapeshifting hybrid thing and I have no clue how to CW that)

He was your greatest protector, had been for a decade now. When John MacTavish had offered himself to your service he had been a reckless teen, already an expert at spilling blood. You were no Silvanus, only a simple forest spirit with your own forest to tend and a handful of followers amongst the bordering villages mainly made up of the hunters and foragers who benefited from your kindness. 

“I will pledge myself tae ye for 10 years forest spirit” the young man had called out in the midst of the trees, “and in return I ask that once my service is complete ye reveal yourself tae me.”

It was a strange offer. You had never had anyone pledge themselves to you before. People left offerings certainly, made small shrines, but you had never had a sworn protector. A Druid, you thought, you could make him a Druid. You could finally test what your magic could really do.

Human lives were such short things that you didn't fully believe he would complete the 10 years. The life of a Druid was solitary and hard. He took to it with a violent fury that took your breath away. Never before had the soil been so sustained on the blood of those who sought to plunder its treasures without the proper respect. Every boon afforded him, John took and wielded as if born to hold such power. 

He was magnificent. Bear like in his strength, wolf like in his ferocity, fox like in his cleverness. And all too soon the 10 years was up. You had made a deal and would have to hold to it if you wanted to keep him. And you did want to keep him. The thought of your Druid leaving your forest made the flowers wilt around you.

He strode into your Grove, a man now. He was broad and full of scars proving his devotion to your protection, his hair shaved in at the sides but left long in the middle with braids shot through. You were fascinated by how strong he had become, muscles functional and snuggled under a layer of fat as proof of your care for him, tartan fabric held to his body with only clever pleating and a belt. 

“I have served faithfully for 10 years as was promised, I’ve come tae collect what I’m due.”

“And I hope in those 10 years you have enjoyed my patronage.”

He turned to see you, an ethereal thing made flesh for him. Fucking finally. He strode forward as your fond, soft smile turned to a look of fear, his hand bunching up in your hair and yanking you to look at him. You found that when you tried to shift to another form his magic, the magic you had given him, was weaving through yours to try and block you. The thought that you would be as helpless as some human maiden was horrifying.

“If ye had any sense at all, ye wouldnae have given me all yer power. Did ye really think I’d serve ye for ten years just tae look at ye?” he spat, venomous and unlike the Druid that had spoken worship on the wind to you all this time. “Fucked plenty of virgins in yer wee forest right under yer nose, had them gagging and crying, but none of them have satisfied what it is I really wanted. Been thinking about your tight wee nymph cunt being good and broken on my cock since I could use it, and I am a very patient man when it comes tae the things I want.”

You glowered at him, feeling your magic slide against the wall he had built and glancing off. He grinned an awful beastly grin and threw you to the floor, the slam of your knees on dirt unfamiliar and unpleasant. 

“You cannot do this. Please John, see reason. You are a protector of this place!”

He laughed and circled you, putting a boot firmly to the centre of your back and kicking you down so your face landed in the soil.

“Aye, I was until today. 10 years was the agreement, and now I take payment. Arse up, present properly for yer protector, least ye could do after all this time.”

He surely couldn’t mean to mount you like some beast. The idea that he meant to violate you at all was already unthinkable, but to do it in such a violent and debased manner was unforgivable. 

“You will not do this!”

You flared your power and he shoved it back, forcing it to act against you. He controlled it, the sickening pulse of your own magic being twisted as your body cracked and shifted. It was wrong, some half shift that felt unnatural. You heard the tear of the thin gossamer gown draped over you as something ripped through it. He laughed meanly and you howled in pain as you were grabbed by what you realised was a tail to force your hips up for him. He had done a disgusting thing with your magic, keeping you in your human form with the tail of your wolf form purely to torture you. It was forbidden to do such a thing, to create some new creature outside of nature in any way. You could feel hot tears spilling over as he wrapped the tail around his fist, pulling and twisting horribly. 

“Ye going tae behave? Or dae ye need to find out what I can dae to my own form?”

The implication was horrible. You scrambled with a sob, bracing your knees and moving yourself to present the way he wanted you to. 

“Aww, dinnae want a nice knot?” he said as he leaned over you, pressing his body to yours so his hot, wet breath was panting in your ear. “Maybe ye’d prefer something else.”

His foul magic invaded you again and you could see how your nails sharpened. Your hand barely started to shift into the paw of a snow leopard and you immediately started to plead. If he fucked you using that kind of cock you would surely be torn to shreds.

“P-please! Your cock! Just yours John, I want it.”

“Aye? I dinnae ken if I’m convinced. Maybe it’d be good to get my barbs in ye, fuck you bloody.”

“No please, it… it wouldn’t fill me properly if it wasn’t your human form. Wouldn’t be able to breed me like I want. Please fuck me with your cock John, I want it so badly” you sobbed, bile rising at your own words.

He laughed in dark delight, the hand gripping painfully at your tail letting go to plunge two fingers into you. It felt like you were being penetrated with a hot poker with how little warning he had given. You choked through breaths as your shape twisted back to yourself, tail painfully deforming and the formation of paws reversing. 

“Good thing yer body is backing ye up. So fucking wet and messy already little slut, knew ye’d be drooling for my cock.”

He noticed how you were taking shuddering breaths, clearly fixating on a spot in the distance to try and dissociate. That wouldn’t do at all and he ripped apart what was left of the thin gossamer so he could bring his open palm hard to the meat of your ass. He knew by how you squealed that nobody had ever taken a hand to you before and it was delicious.

Breaking you was all he had ever wanted, it was all he thought about when his cock was deep inside some new needy cunt or tight arse or wet mouth. He hated how after they would try to keep him as if he was something to be owned by anyone else. He had lost count of the lives he had taken from losing his temper over it. But now that he had you crying in the dirt, pussy throbbing around his fingers, he wanted to savour it. 

Your nails clawed at the ground and you tried to get onto your hands and crawl forward when his fingers left you and instead he buried his head between your legs. His grip on your thighs was painfully tight, yanking you right back into position with your arms collapsing back under you, face down ass up. 

It was too much, his tongue was wet and squirming and hot and inside you. He meant to devour you, to ruin you entirely. You had about braced to be fucked, but not for this, not for the intense spark of heady desire that came from this. 

“Fuckin’ knew it, knew ye’d taste sweeter than anything else” he growled against you as he released one thigh to get his fingers on your clit, needing to get you wetter to sait the thirst for your arousal that was burning through him now. “Dae ye taste good everywhere?”

“J-John! Ah you can’t, not there” you babbled as he licked up to your rim, diving into it with the same enthusiasm as he had your pussy. 

It was disgusting how he tongued up the slick that was weeping from your cunt to drag it to your ass, plunging his tongue in and out of your hole and driving you absolutely mad. This was debauched. The trees were creaking and groaning around you, powerless to help their mistress.

“Tell me ye fucking love it.”

“Stop, please!”

“Fucking say it” he growled, sinking his teeth into the same flesh he had slapped earlier. 

You screamed, sure he must have used that horrid magic again to sharpen his teeth to that of a predator with how you felt the skin break, his tongue lapping at the trickle of blood he had earned himself. 

“I love it” you said quietly, ashamed.

“Use your fucking words.”

The threat of his teeth was still there, they were scraping against your clit.

“I love your tongue in my ass! It’s perfect, thank you so much, making me so w- making me so wet” you moaned out, feeling your cunt clench with the shame of knowing it wasn’t quite a lie.

“Good girl” he purred, the praise vibrating through you. “Should reward ye naw? What dae ye want?”

There was a dark warning laced in his tone. You knew there was a wrong answer and you wouldn’t dare to give it. If you pleaded for a stop to this he would do much worse to you than if you pleaded for the less painful option.

“Want to cum on your mouth, want to cum on your cock in my pussy.”

“Mm? Whose mouth? Whose cock?”

You squeezed your eyes shut against the utter humiliation this human was making you face.

“Yours… master.”

“Atta girl.”

He laughed behind you before bringing that sinful mouth to latch onto your clit. He sucked hard and then lapped at it like a beast until you were squirming only to then go to your opening and make sure he got every drop of sweet liquid drooling out of you. It was torturous as your body betrayed you over and over again, pliant and gushing for him. He kept you on the edge of euphoria for what felt like hours before you broke.

“Fuck! Please master, want to cum!” 

The panting moans were brainless, you were so desperate. He cooed at you, his tone saccharine even as his words were degrading.

“Needy wee slut, cannae keep your legs closed can ye? Disgusting bitch tae let a man do this tae ye. Bet ye dream of walking into the village and letting everyone have a go at this sloppy cunt.”

“Only you master, please please please!”

“Aye, only me.”

His tongue which had been wild before was now lethally precise, the tip of it flicking rapidly at your throbbing clit. As you felt yourself crest he wrenched one of your arms to put your own hand there while he removed his face. Out of some hedonistic instinct you started to play with yourself to make the orgasm last, so stupid from the pleasure that it took a moment for the pain to sink in as his cock was forced inside you to the hilt.

Johnny was in rapture. Forcing himself in while your poor cunt was fluttering and clenching on nothing was almost painful from how tightly his cock was being squeezed. Your body was panicked, pleasure and pain at their height at the same time making you so incredibly tight and hot for him. Fuck, the way you were pulsing around him it was almost like getting a blow job, the ripple of wet pressure making him howl out his pleasure against your screech of pain.

He had already so thoroughly broken you that when he started to fuck you at a brutal pace you just drooled and cried and babbled. The distinction between pain and pleasure, what you hated and what you loved, was completely erased. It was all the same liquid heat inside of you that was demanding this. Demanding for you to be fucked savagley into the dirt, for you to take everything he had to give you. Demanding to be bred like the bitch in heat you were.

“I ken sweetheart, ye need tae earn it. Cum around my cock again.”

You didn’t even know what you were saying out loud and what thoughts were your own anymore as your clumsy fingers slipped around on your clit, trying to create friction despite the smooth glide from how much you dripped with arousal. You could feel the stickiness on your fingers, feel tendrils stretching lewdly in a connecting strand whenever you moved them away from your skin.

“Fucking dae it, cum on my cock!” 

It was a lightning storm of pain versus pleasure ripping through you as he adjusted to slam into that spongy spot inside you that set off every nerve ending over and over with no reprieve. At the same time he began to absolutely brutalise your ass with his open palms, violent and unrestrained. There was a gush of liquid as you came, screaming your throat raw.

John had never felt so powerful. You had been reduced to a squirting, screaming mess underneath him, a fucking animal begging in the dirt. He handled you how he liked, went as hard as he wanted. Any human would have broken. Any human would have fucking died with how he finally unleashed the beast inside of him, finally married violence with sex the way he had always wanted. 

“That’s it, fucking daft bitch, stupid wee brood mare, made tae fucking take it!”

You were begging again, nothing left in your brain but the desperation to be bred by a strong male. He was happy to do it, loyal protector that he was. Happy to give you exactly what you whined and mewled for, slamming home and cumming deep inside you. He fucked you through his own orgasm. He fucked you even when it was painful. It wasn’t until his cock finally slipped out, spent and struggling to find any purchase when he wasn’t fully engorged given how fucking sloppy you were.

He pushed you away after, leaving you a pile on the floor panting and ruined. Sitting back on his heels he had to take a moment for the dizziness from what had just happened to subside. Time for him to get out of this forest he supposed. He was not welcome on this land anymore. As he stood he took stock. While his kilt simply draped again to cover the sticky mess you had left on his skin and the dirt on his knees was easy enough to dust off, your gown was torn to shreds, your body beaten and bruised. He was perhaps a little surprised when your eyes opened and you blinked at him.

You felt the delicious strain of the most satisfying fuck of your life, only opening your eyes when you heard him get to his feet. Oh, he thought he was leaving. His eyes lit up with confusion and a tiny spark of feral delight as vines erupted from the ground to ensnare his ankle. Silly boy, thinking you powerless. If you had truly imbued him with the amount of your power he had deluded himself that you had, his human body would have burnt up and been dust on the wind years ago. It was laughable that he would have been able to block your magic.

“Did you truly think I didn't know your intentions from the start? Oh John, you are mine” you said with the fond bemusement one might have for a grumpy child. “Now come and perform your duty to your mistress, I am hardly done with you.”

[ask-the-royal-absol]

And so Kader rushed off to gather the materials needed for his gift. His sister smiled. Seeing Kader be this excited about something made her happy. Considering all that had happened recently, she knew Kader needed something like this to keep him distracted. Clover headed back towards her room, humming the soft tune her mother used to sing to the both of them.

All the staff in the Whimsain Castle could see was the young prince moving with pace around the grounds. Nobody wished to question what he was doing but could see that whatever it was, it brought him joy. It was a nice sight to see. He'd been incredibly distraught after what had happened so this was the first they had seen him smile in a while.

First, Kader gathered some oak wood, taken from one of the trees in the nearby forest. He frequented the forest when he was young, going with his father on long walks. Next, he collected some of the metal scraps the Terrestrians traded to his kingdom. This trade involved an exchange of rare candies for metal parts. His kingdom was well known for baking the levelling up treats.

He asked two of his staff members, Ted the carpenter and Josey the blacksmith, to assist him in making the parts. There was some parts where he was unsure where to start but he knew he would be given help. Ted, the oranguru, laughed when the young prince decided to use the wrong type of saw for what he wanted to do and decided to take over for a bit. Embarrassed, Kader sat patiently and watched the oranguru work, marvelling at his skill. Ted had been in his family's service for years, crafting gorgeous furniture which were spread throughout the castle. The box had such a brilliant finish to it and Kader was given the opportunity to create some engravings on it. Working with care and precision, he finished after a good few hours. He pulled inspiration from the designs scattered around his kingdom. The tiny stars and swirls were a common pattern found engraved on many of the stone worked buildings. He was impressed. It wasn't as good as his sewing work but he was satisfied with the outcome.

Next came the metal pieces to be placed inside. Josey, an armarouge who had recently come over from Terrestria, had a knack for making delicate and intricate metallic structures and was able to shape the parts needed easily. It was lucky she also had some expertise in music and this definitely helped with getting the pieces to make the right notes. Kader wasn't a big fan of the heat needed for this work but appreciated the time it took her to make what he needed. She smiled at him as she pulled out the cooled tiny metallic tube and comb-like piece from the moulds. They looked perfect and had such a lovely shine to them.

Finally, with some assistance, he was able to piece everything together. It looked fantastic. He was so proud of what had been created. Testing it out by rotating the tiny handle, it sounded amazing. Each note reminded him of both of his parents. He practice singing with it a couple of times, though he soon realised he wasn't the greatest at singing. Regardless, he kept at it until he was able to get the song almost perfect. After carefully selecting some wrapping paper and ribbon to go around it, he wrapped the small box up, quite excited to see the reaction of the Pokémon he was giving it to. He sent a message to the star sending Pokémon, informing them of where to bring the recipient of his gift and what time. Everything was sorted. Now time to get himself ready.

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This Pokémon really was something. A Pokémon that could create portals to different places. Kader wondered if he would be able to learn of this power someday. He pushed that thought to the back of his mind and stepped through the golden ring. He arrived in the Golden Oak Forest, the same location where he got the wood for his gift from. He just hoped the other Pokémon was able to make it in time.

Sitting on the bench was a Pokémon he has never seen before. She looked a bit like a gardevoir and so figured that she may be a regional variant of one. He had heard about regional variants from the stories told by the guardian. He approached the Pokémon, a slight nervous tremble in his step.

"Excuse me," began Kader, looking down at the Pokémon, "Are you by any chance the one known as Magpie?" She indicated that she indeed was, which allowed Kader to breathe a small sigh of relief. "It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Prince Kader of the Kingdom of Whimsain, located in Arkaedia. I am glad you were transported to this place without getting lost. Seems the star sending spirit did its job well. I must admit, I don't believe we have your species of Pokémon in our or any of the other kingdoms. I would love to ask you some questions but that's not the reason why I'm hear."

Kader carefully handed the box to Magpie. He waited in anticipation, hoping the gift would suffice. When the wrapping had been removed, Magpie held up a small music box, with small engraved patterns on. Looking inside, the carvings continued and tiny, intricate metal part stood still, eagerly awaiting the twist of the handle to sing its simple song.

"So, I saw that on your list, you wanted something related to music. I am going to be honest, I'm not the most musical Pokémon. However, my mother was. She was a wonderful, kind Pokémon who used to sing many beautiful tunes to my sister and I. I figured that I could share one of those songs as my gift to you. The music box was made with the wood from one of the trees in this forest. I helped with the engravings but my carpenter shaped the box. The metal parts inside were made by one of my blacksmiths. I'm not the best when it comes to work like that so I decided to leave it for her to do. I, with the instruction and guidance of my carpenter and blacksmith, constructed the box together. I hope you like it."

Kader sat down on the bench next to Magpie, shuffling to get himself comfortable."

"Before you take the music box away, I wish to share one of my mother's songs with you. It is a tune she used to sing whenever my sister and I were feeling blue. It used to cheer us up and I hope it will bring you cheer too in dark times."

He was incredibly nervous about this. His mother always made this tune sound wonderful and he knew he wasn't as good as her. However, he knew he needed to try. He cleared his throat and levitated the music box with his psychic abilities.

His voice was soft as he sung. He tried to copy how his mother would have approached the song. The music box sang its melody and Kader felt a sense of joy from it. Finishing the tune, Kader took a deep breath in. He was worried he may have been slightly out of tune but he enjoyed singing it.

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Mod note:

So, this is my star sending for @idolmelodies ! I was so excited to get you! As soon as I saw your character wanted something related to music, I knew I needed to make a song. Gonna be honest, I have no musical knowledge so it was a challenge creating a tune but I enjoy figuring out the notes anyway! It was fun considering what Kader would do. Of course, having a mother who loved music certainly helped and when you're royalty you have access to a lot of resources. I hope you have a happy holidays!

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Conclusion

Maintaining your RV is essential to ensure a safe, comfortable, and enjoyable journey through Crawfordville and the surrounding areas of Georgia. Whether you’re heading to Sunrise River RV Park or exploring RV parks near Augusta, GA, following these maintenance tips will keep your RV in top condition, allowing you to focus on the adventure ahead.

From regular tire checks to ensuring your water and electrical systems are functioning properly, taking the time to maintain your RV will enhance your travel experience. By being proactive with your maintenance routine, you can enjoy the natural beauty and serene landscapes of Crawfordville, Georgia, without worry. Safe travels!

[caxycreations]

Tylvinian Tales: The Wolf's Den

Chapter Nine: Sweet Tooth

Ferusian Law, Third Sequence, Article 3: Law of Trespass

Ferusian citizens are entitled passage and habitation of any residency or public space as recognized by the Department of Home and Business.

Citizens are strictly forbidden from passing through, entering, or inhabiting any residency or public space owned privately through individual or business contract, such as homes, apartments, or private contractors.

Citizens are also forbidden from entering any space designated as Hazard Level C or higher by the Department of Risk Assessment, such as some condemned buildings, glassed towns/cities, or storm-wrecked districts.

Citizens caught in forbidden areas are fined no less than $10,000 and given a minimum of two months community service, up to a maximum of six months imprisonment.

I woke up to the sound of a claw tapping on glass, and for a minute I worried I'd been out here so long security flagged me as a risk. A glance out the window brought a smile to my face instead of a scowl, seeing I was wrong. A pale blueish gray caxy was standing at the window, dark markings in the shape of a cats eyes framing their forest green eyes. Ears pierced ten times each, and sharing Davina's signature studs above the eyebrow.

A lip ring adorned the thick, black bottom lip they shared with their mother. Brown hair, fluffy and thick, messy but swept to part on the left side. They were wearing a dark green bomber jacket, one that matched with David's, and Davina's, in style if not in color. A hand-drawn, stylized S was on the left side of the chest. Trace's logo.

Moss.

I chuckled, unlocking the doors and stepping out, pulling the young hybrid into a hug. "Howdy, pup. How's life?" I asked, smiling. I could guess easily how life had been. Life with Davina was always interesting, given her habits. But I was still curious to hear how they'd been, and what they'd been up to, apart from that. Moss shifted in their seat, trying to get comfortable before giving me an answer.

"It's been good! Mom's been stressing over my weekend trips like usual, but she did mention something about taking my driver's test next year, so soon I'll be able to start practicing!" They said, half excited. Moss smiled, buckling into their seat and looking at me expectantly.

"Hell yeah! You gonna practice with 'Vina or Trace?" I asked, starting up the truck and pulling out of the lot, heading for the nearest Mac Patty's.

"I think I'd like to practice with Trace. Mom's great, most of the time, but I don't think she'd be very good at teaching me while she's busy fussing over every little thing I do behind the wheel." They said, letting out a chuckle. It was wild imagining Davina of all people fussing and fretting over little things, but I understood. Moss was special to her like that. We pulled in and got out, heading in and placing our orders before settling down at a table.

"How's it been here? Been good or...?" Moss trailed off, smiling curiously. I chuckled, shaking my head.

"Well, David's avoidin' home for a while. Tired of th' empty space, I reckon. Can't say I blame'im, he's got next t' nothin' unpacked there an' it's a damn depressin' little apartment." I responded with a dismissive wave. "Other'n th' houseguest I've been entertainin', it's been same as usual. Got a job offer though, security at th' club David had his 21st at."

Moss suddenly lit up, smiling wide at me and setting their burger down. "Oh yeah! I wanted to ask you, do you think you can get me in some time? I'm here every weekend, can't you get me in?" They asked, excited and almost pleading. They made wide, hopeful eyes, the smile on their face warm and eager. A hope, warmth, and eagerness I had to crush, unfortunately.

"No can do, pup. Ain't old enough an' they card ya at every turn in there. Davey almost gets thrown out ten times a night when he's in there, they have such a hard time trustin' his ID." I answered, half-sad at having to deny them. "Y'wouldn't be able t' get on th' dance floor, wouldn't be able t' get t' th' bar t' order water, an' ya wouldn't be able t' get in th' front door. Even if'n I helped ya by, they'd card ya inside an' we'd both be in trouble." I said with a sigh.

I watched them deflate, shoulders sagging and smile fading to a frown, eyes shifting to look at their food again. "Oh…Okay, sorry Uncle Rye." They apologized, low and quiet. I hated being the bearer of bad news. I glanced at the menu and chuckled, seeing a few pies, cakes, and ice cream options. I tapped one I knew they liked, a personal sized mulberry pie, and raised an eyebrow, smirking. They looked at the menu where I'd tapped and laughed a little, then looked at me.

"Are you sure, Uncle Ryder? I don't wanna cost you too much…" they said hesitantly. They glanced back to the menu, and I heard a soft, quiet mewl from them. I nodded, laughing a little and waving over a waiter, ordering two of the pies and a third to-go. Moss smiled, still not as energetic as they had been, but noticeably better than they had been a minute ago. We finished our food in silence, and when the pies came out, we ate them quickly and left.

Moss smiled as they sat their take-home pie in the floorboard, buckling in. "So guess what Trace said he would buy me today!" they said excitedly. I chuckled, shaking my head. Gifts from Trace were always bad news in the best way. I couldn't help but wonder what the fox had planned.

"What's that, pup?" I asked, smiling at them.

"Running shoes! There's a new shop that opened a few blocks from the mall, and he said when we leave there he'll buy me a pair!" the little caxy exclaimed. I smiled, nodding.

"Hell yeah! Well let's get ya back there so y'can get'em then." I said with a grin, putting the key into the ignition.

Starting the engine, I pulled out from the lot and headed back for the mall, settling into a space near the doors. Moss and I headed inside and, with a little searching, found David and Trace in Sugar Shack, a candy store David seemed incapable of skipping over when he came here.

"Trace! They have them this time!!" He exclaimed, bouncing giddily as he pulled a bar from the shelf. Double-stuffed king-sized cream bar, one of his favorites. Chocolate coating, Kanorian egg cream inside, and almonds throughout. He put several of the bars into his basket and skipped off to one of the scoop carts, grabbing a bag and filling it with various treats.

"Yep, I see that, did you leave any for anyone else?" the fox said with a smirk, walking over to keep up with David. Moss and I walked in and I grabbed a basket of our own, smiling.

"Go on, pup. Grab whatever y' want, I'll pay." I said, nodding to the candy. Moss shook their head and took the basket from me, quickly rushing off to fill it with their own selection of treats. I followed behind, tallying up the cost as they went. I knew better than to think they'd let me pay for it, and the only way I'd get the chance is if I was up there before they were and had the money ready to go.

"Oh my gods!!!" The exclamation turned every head in the shop, all eyes on the little grey caxy that had shouted. David was standing there holding a large box, a logo stamped on the back. He still hadn't noticed me, or Moss. I smirked, resigning myself to overpaying and just getting change back when Moss was done. Heading over to David, seeing Moss do the same out of the corner of my eye, I settled into place behind him, crossing my arms and looking over his find.

It was a gummy wolf, blue raspberry flavor. Industrial sized, the ones as big as a teddy bear. The eyes were peppermints, orange and white swirls meeting in a single point in the center. Trace had noticed me, but hadn't said a word, merely offering an acknowledging glance before focusing on David's presentation, the caxy now turning the box to face Trace.

"IT'S RYDER!!!" He yelled through his giggles, smiling wide. Moss, now approaching from behind Trace, nodded at David. The youngster nudged Trace, who nudged back with a grin, casually grabbing a couple of things from Moss' basket and slipping them into the inner pocket of his jacket.

"Sure is, Dee. I can definitely see Ryder." Trace said with a smirk, glancing at me again as he spoke. My smirk turned to a grin and I reached forward, grabbing the box from David's hands and heading for the front counter, carrying it under my arm and pulling my wallet out.

"Hey, that's-!" I heard David cut his words short, most likely realizing I had been the one to take it. I heard footsteps following, and as I set the gummy wolf down on the counter, David smacked my shoulder.

"That was rude, you know!" He scolded. I let out a chuckle and pulled a couple of hundreds from my wallet, looking around the store for a minute before nodding to myself and looking at the clerk.

"Here, $200, paying for everything these guys plan on getting. Whatever's left over you can pocket." I offered, holding the money out. The cashier, a black and brown husky, looked at the money and nodded, smiling.

"Understood, Sir! Take your time and stock up, we're closing for a few weeks for renovations in a few days so we won't be available much longer!" They responded, setting the money into a space beside the register to use when we checked out. David gave a mrow of disappointment and smacked my shoulder again.

"I was gonna pay for our candy…You need to save up-" I cut him off with a look, sternly locking eyes with him.

"Jus' cause ya got more'n we'll ever have in our lifetimes don't mean ya gotta pay for all our shit. Sometimes we wanna do somethin' nice for ya an' that's that." I said, relaxing into a smile. "Besides, I planned on payin' for the candy Moss grabbed an' figured I may as well cover all th' stuff if'n I'm gonna cover any of it."

David gave another indignant mrow before shaking his head, smiling wide and taking off to continue filling his basket. Moss gave me a playful glare before running off to stock up their own basket. Trace just stood beside me, rocking on his pads and watching the two boys collecting candy.

"Not gonna get any for yourself?" I asked him, looking over curiously. Trace simply smirked, making a show of shaking his head while his hand shifted in his pocket. I knew that signal perfectly. His coat was stuffed with snacks, tucked away in his 'special pockets' he'd had put in. Connections in the underground paid for themselves, I guess. "Understood." I said with a chuckle, shaking my head.

Had it been anyone else, I might have tried to stop them. Paid for their goods myself, at best, convinced them to pay themselves at worst, but Trace was a special case. We'd never seen eye to eye on this sort of thing, and learned early on in our relationship it was best not to ask where Trace got anything, and even better for us not to question the methods if we did find out. I watched David and Moss, giddy over the snacks they were finding, sharing excitement across the store.

Moss was athletic, healthy, they didn't indulge in sweets much, but a candy store like this had plenty they could enjoy. David was even helping, pointing out anything he found that wasn't some sugar-filled monstrosity of cavity-inducing sweetness. I leaned back, watching them, from David's tail, long and freely swaying in his joy, to his hair, flying every which way as he turned sharp corners, excitedly darting from shelf to shelf. It was too cute not to laugh a little under my breath, smiling wide.

Trace nudged my side, raising an eyebrow at me. "You ever gonna ask the lil guy out? Come on, man. You've been making puppy eyes at him for the last ten minutes." He asked, causing me to look at him with wide eyes, my brow furrowed.

"Jus' so y'know, I ain't got any intention'a askin' David out. We ain't like that, ya oughta know that by now. Jus' cause y'like fuckin' your friends don't mean everyone with a best friend is pinin' t' pound'em." I scoffed, shaking my head. Trace smirked a little more, flashing his teeth at me.

"You're just jealous it's so easy for me, but face it, anyone with eyes can tell you want a little more than just a night of caxy magic, you want the caxy himself." He accused, turning to face me properly. I frowned, shaking my head. The odd feeling here and there didn't mean anything, it was natural for folks as close to each other as David and I were to wonder once in a while, but that didn't mean we had to pursue it. I knew better than that.

"Might wonder now an' then, but I learned pretty well that friends don't make good mates. Learned that from you." I said pointedly, hoping the jab might make him drop the subject.

His own smile faded into a frown, and he sighed. "I'm different. I liked you. You loved me. Doesn't work if it's not a real back and forth, dumbass. Gotta be mutual." He said, leaning back against the counter and pulling his hands out of his pockets, crossing his arms. I nodded, looking at David and Moss again. Moss hardly had anything in their basket, focusing on the healthy treats, the sugar-free stuff. Comparing that to David's was an anthill to a mountain, David now carrying a second basket, the first piled high. I hoped I'd paid enough for all of it.

Moss ran up and set their basket on the counter, smiling. "I got all I wanted, Uncle Rye!" they said with a wide grin. The cashier scanned the items, a few bars, a couple bags of chips, some gum, and used a bit of the money I'd given to pay it out. Moss smiled, taking the bag of candy and settling in between Trace and I. Trace nudged Moss, the young caxy looking at him curiously. "What was that for?"

Trace nodded towards David idly. "Y'think Ryder and Davey would make a good couple, kiddo?" he asked casually, leaving me glaring at him. The last thing I needed was Moss thinking about that sort of thing.

"Aren't they already?" They asked the fox, genuine curiosity in their voice.

"No, pup, we ain't. Jus' friends." I answered before Trace could corrupt the situation any further. Moss looked at me, confused.

"But he lives with you, y'all sleep together most of the time, too. And you're always watching out for him, buying him gifts like today. Are…you two not dating?" they asked, and I began to wonder what sort of things Davina had told them, or neglected to tell them, about David and I. I shook my head, sighing. This subject was starting to wear on me.

"No. Davey's my best friend, ain't nobody like'im, but that's all. Gotta be mutual. An' it ain't." I said, looking over at the little grey caxy across the store, grabbing a few more candy bars and bounding towards one last display. "Th'feelin's ain't there, pup." I said plainly.

"Oh." The younger caxy said, idly pulling one of their snack bars from the bag and starting to eat it quietly. Trace looked at me, shaking his head and letting out a sound that was half a sigh, half a growl. I looked over just in time to notice him grabbing my shirt hard, pulling me with all his strength out of the store. I could have resisted, but if he wanted to talk, better hear him out than have him make a scene in the store.

"Moss, stay there and make sure David uses what Ryder paid before he tries paying himself. I've gotta talk to your Uncle." he said, scowling. We made our way out of the store, settling in a few stores down with Trace glaring up at me, arms crossed.

"Do you have any clue how dense you are? Any idea at all?" He asked angrily, scowl only strengthening. "David looks up to you, admires you, adores you, trusts you more than he does any of us, even his own damn sister. We see you two together every time we see one of you, can't get an hour alone with either one. Even when you took off with Moss, you were back in forty minutes. Just can not stay away. But the feelings aren't mutual?"

I started to answer, but he cut me off. "Nuh-uh, quiet, not done. I've watched you rush in like a bat out of hell for the kid, but I've never seen you hurry like you have for David. Nobody else gets that privilege." His expression softened, and he looked at me with sadness in his eyes, though he tried hard to hide it. "Not even me, back then."

I was taken aback. Trace was always the blunt one, having this explosion was rare. He always spoke his mind in the moment, and I wondered why he had bottled this up. But I wasn't about to ask and risk getting hushed again.

Trace returned to his scowl, shaking his head. "The feelings weren't mutual on your end, Ryder. Not then. But now? Now anybody on Relan can take one look and see that you'd take on Gaius himself if he were a danger to David." He accused, shifting his weight from one paw to the other.

"Trace, I do all that for David cause ain't nobody else done it." I said, sighing. He had a point, one I wanted desperately to ignore. I didn't want David and I to go the same way Trace and I had. I couldn't do that to him. I couldn't hurt him too.

Trace glowered at me, then let his shoulders slump. "You are…too stupid for your own good." He said, frustration in his voice. "And for David's."

His words came with a finality I didn't dare question or add on to. I watched him pad back towards the store and followed quietly. He had said his piece and I had no idea how to respond besides simply going back with him. I felt a tightness in my chest, heat rising in my heart. Anger, remorse, regret, blame, all fighting on equal ground to decide how I was supposed to feel.

We got back to the store, David and Moss waiting by the door. Trace smiled, wrapping an arm around each of the caxies. "Got your goods, boys? Gods know I do!" He said with a laugh, letting go of David to pat his pocket, the sound of cellophane crinkling as he did. I stepped up behind Moss, ruffling his hair and putting on my best smile. I ruffled Moss' hair, earning an angry mrow from the young caxy.

David looked at me and mrowed curiously. "Everything okay, Rye? What did you and Trace need to talk about?" He asked, obviously a little worried. I shook my head, smiling.

"Jus' some old wounds needin' t'be licked, that's all." I said casually. Trace nodded, grinning.

"Yeah, he licked my old wound real good~" He said with a smirk. Moss playfully smacked his shoulder, laughing. I admired how easily he could slip back into his casual, playful attitude.

"Trace!!" the younger caxy exclaimed, trying to quiet their laughter. The four of us headed for the front entrance, and Trace stopped us at the doors.

"Alright, David, remember the game plan?" he asked, a wild smile on his face. David nodded excitedly.

"Yep! Tomorrow night at eight, you pick me up at Ryder's and we head out. I've got my stuff at my apartment so we'll make a stop on the way home so I can get it!" He answered eagerly.

Moss smiled, nodding. "I've got my gear in the back of the car! So we'll be all set and ready to go!" They said confidently.

"Y'all wanna tell me what this is about?" I asked worriedly, looking at the excited trio. Trace grinned at my question, like he knew how the answer was going to make me feel.

"We're going ghost hunting at the mall in Old Town." he said proudly, like it was worth bragging about. Old Town was no joke. Spire in the area failed during a storm, and the entire district was lost to a lightning strike. Hundreds, gone in an instant. The stories of ghosts ran rampant after that, and with the damage to structures, I didn't like the idea of David going out there one bit.

"Y'all ain't doin' that. Not with David. I know you'll be fine, Trace, y'got that wind shit ya do, an' I trust Moss t' take care'a themselves jus' as well. Davey, please tell me ya ain't goin' with'em?" I asked, half-pleading.

David simply shrugged, smiling. He was going, and wasn't about to give me a chance to turn him away from it. I sighed, nodding.

"Take care'a Davey out there then. Ya put'im first, 'fore yourself, got it, Trace?" I insisted, baring my teeth. The fox shrunk a little at that, but nodded.

"We'll take good care of him, we always do!" Moss said with a smile. The little caxy nudged Trace and pulled his jacket a little. "C'mon, we gotta go get some sleep if we wanna be up all night tonight!" they demanded, grinning.

Trace nodded, following suit and waving his hand at us. "You two be good, and don't forget what I said, Ryder!" he yelled our way, heading for his car.

David and I shared a laugh, my own being more tense than happy, and headed for the truck. If David was going to go, at least I knew Trace had agreed to watch him like a hawk. For all my worries, I could trust Trace to keep his word. I had to hold on to that.

I had to trust David would be safe without me tomorrow night.

[satanfemme]

trying to find a new psych to replace my last one so I can get more adderall refills and I forgot how fucking bleak it is to shop for therapists or psychs. page after page of the same exact shit like,

"here at New And Better Wellness And Connected Perspectives Mental Health Services LLC, we know life can have its sunny days and rainy days, and we all feel a little 'stuck' sometimes! but we believe you deserve to wake up happy every morning!!!! so for $235 per week, we'll work TOGETHER with our Scientifically Tested combination of CBT, DBT, play therapy, motivational tedtalks, the Sigma method, B.O.F.A. therapy, hypno-sand-dance therapy, and medication I guess if we have toidk lol, to get you back to normal in no time!!!!!!! [photo of a smiling doctor in front of leaves] [stock photo of people holding hands on a beach] [stock photo of a forest]"

GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!! I've already given up. please just sell me the stimulants.

[dearestones]

Twisted Wonderland Matchup: Silver

@astralmysteria Request: Can I have a romantic twisted wonderland matchup plz

Gender: cis female

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: heterosexual ally

Appearance: 5’2 African American hourglass body (although I’m more top heavy if you know what i mean) black curly wavy hair blackish brown eyes chubby cheeks wears glasses sometimes (im far sighted so it’s usually when driving in class or at the theater)

Personality: kind smart funny motherly responsible empathetic anxious emotional moody perfectionist helpful people pleaser caring compassionate nerdy curious protective polite respectful indecisive fearful nervous introvert shy awkward clumsy low self esteem low confidence (more pertaining to my talents or personality then my looks) sassy sarcastic (I’m mainly these things with people i feel comfortable with like friends or family) soft spoken cute (my friends think im cute because i can be pretty innocent plus I’m small physically)

Likes: animals books reading writing fantasy magic sci fi anime music video games friends alone time learning personality quizzes sweets and bread helping being a part of something bigger than myself

Dislikes: spiders loud sounds people who harm others people who don’t take others into consideration (like make insensitive jokes or don’t consider the comfort of others or are mean just cause they can) people i care about not caring for themselves (im a hypocrite on this i take care of everyone else but not me) not being listened to weird holes and patterns math and tests (I’m being tested for a math disability and i have test anxiety)

Love language:

Giving: acts of service gift giving and physical affection (if they’re ok with it)

Receiving: words of affirmation and physical affection (although i can be shy about it)

Extra: i pace a lot i sing when im alone i talk to myself im a picky eater (mainly with textures) i have a cat

Thank you

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After going through the description given, I believe that you best pair well with Silver!

Silver is a gentleman through and through, so while he appreciates your figure, he doesn’t ogle it mindlessly like some other students might. Although, if pushed, he would find that you are adorable and quite eye-catching, what with your curly black hair and chubby cheeks. And because you’re so short, he may endeavor to help you with fetching things like books or cups from high places—provided, of course, you ask for assistance because he still is a very polite young man.

Silver doesn’t often think about romance or any other feelings relating to that particular emotion. Most of the time, he’s trying to better himself as both a knight to his prince or to become a worthy mage that his father can be proud of. That said, he appreciates your kind and caring nature. As a student of Night Raven College, most of his peers are not as willing to bear vulnerability or compassion so openly. If nothing else, he finds your attitude refreshing because it is also a reflection of himself.

Silver believes in you despite your awkward and clumsy nature. Everyone has their faults and yours is nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, it’s rather endearing; almost as if you were one of those deer he would find near his childhood home or in the forests that surround the school. 

In addition, if he ever finds that you are feeling doubtful about your talents and abilities, he is quick to reassure you and lay any doubts to rest. It takes a while to become confident, but like all things, when you want to become better at someone, you have to continue to practice and work hard to better yourself. 

Silver is straightforward and serious. Although he is far more adept at interacting with his peers when compared to the rest of Diasomnia dorm, that doesn’t mean that he’s loads better. Therefore, don’t be too discouraged or saddened if Silver doesn’t quip back with his own sarcastic retorts or laugh at your sass. He’s an earnest, polite soul; it’s best that if you want to communicate with little miscommunication, you are clear and concise with your words. 

(That doesn’t mean that there aren’t any moments when he can’t be funny or crack a smile at your humor. Give him time, he’ll get there eventually). 

Don’t blame Silver, but he also thinks that you’re rather adorable. It’s a mixture of your mannerisms and your physicality, but it’s also because you remind him of his woodland creatures that he talks to sometimes. It doesn’t help that you’re rather soft spoken and that you share his love for animals!

Speaking of animals, you can join Silver whenever he decides to take a walk through the forest surrounding Night Raven College. Even though he’s usually busy because of club meetings, schoolwork, and a plethora of activities that he must complete as knight to Malleus, he’ll still make time for you. Sometimes, dates with him will culminate in a lovely picnic underneath a great oak tree. There, the both of you can talk about your wants and dreams, pet the animals that will eventually swarm Silver, or even take naps together. 

(You can even ruffle or comb through Silver’s hair whenever he takes an impromptu nap. Just be sure to wake him up eventually). 

Whenever Silver sees that you are not taking care of yourself —especially when you should—he’ll offer to lighten your burdens. If you need help cooking healthy meals, he’ll take over the kitchen for you. If your living space needs cleaning, he’ll freely get cleaning supplies and get to work. Whatever you need help with, he’ll do his best to uplight you and make it so that it’s easier to enact self care. 

If you are ever worried about not getting listened to, don’t fear! Silver isn’t very talkative, but he’s always willing to listen to others. There may be times when he may not have words of advice should you need them (he might have to refer to Lilia for worldly advice), but his comforting presence more than makes up for it. 

As for your listed love languages, Silver appreciates all three of them. His favorite, however, is acts of service. He’s a knight and had to spend most of his childhood learning how to be self-sufficient. To know that there is someone out there who can share some of his responsibilities lightens his heart. He’s a little confused when you give him gifts (it’s not often that he’s spoiled like this), but will accept them nonetheless. As for physical affection, he’s more than fine with it! He doesn’t often initiate, but won’t stop you if you reach for his hands or pull his face in for a kiss. 

As for you, Silver is not always outspoken, but you can be assured that whatever he says will always be the truth. No matter how blunt his words, know that he means all of it and that he would never directly hurt you with words alone. Again, he’s not great with initiating physical affection, but if you inform him that you would like him to start, he’ll gladly do so. He’s not exactly as shy as you, but he’ll be very gentle, almost hesitant to touch you. After a while, he’ll become bolder and offer you physical affection whenever he sees you.

All in all, your relationship with Silver is pretty mellow, but filled with quiet affection and love between the both of you. 

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TWISTED WONDERLAND MASTERLIST

[cryopathiic-a]

MONK NPCs :: I've been meaning to make this post and add a few standard Monk NPCs that I default to mentioning. It makes things easier for me as a writer to have a few set NPCs to fall back onto. So here are the three prominent grandpas of Eternal Paradise.

MONK TENZIN:

Tenzin is Douma's right hand. He is a man in his 80s that seems to be the most knowledgeable about the temple and Eternal Paradise faith and has served for the longest time. He is aware of Douma's nature and willingly serves under the belief that if he serves dutifully the people of the temple will have a better faith. Tenzin has agreed to serve until the end of his days with the promise that, when his time comes, Douma won't turn him into an oni and condemn him to eternal life. Tenzin used to serve a different mountain temple where he had raised several generations of priests and devoted his life to ascetism. One night, he was headed for his futon after seeing the temple's children to bed. He counted his beads, took his personal time to meditate, changed into his nightwear and laid down on his futon. What followed was a tragedy that would mark the rest of his days. By the time the sun rose that winter morning, the demon that had raided his temple was gone, leaving behind naught but corpses and rubble. Without expression, Monk Tenzin cleaned up the mess, cremated whatever parts of the dead he could procure. And then he set off, from village to village, looking for a place to continue his practices in hopes that it would alleviate the survivor's guilt he was left with. Eventually, word reached him of a temple hidden deep in the forest. And so, Tenzin arrived at Eternal Paradise. When the temple's Lord Founder heard of his story, he begun to cry. Tenzin, thinking the man was soft-hearted and had been touched by his tragedy, promised to serve dutifully if he would be allowed to stay — 'You promise?' the Lord Founder asked him. And only after he'd given his word did he notice the glimmer of pearly fangs under his lips.

MONK AOTO:

Named after the color blue, Monk Aoto is a man in his sixties that embodies the melancholic disposition. He is the one in charge of the kitchen, preparing the communion and procuring supplies. His hidden passion, however, has revealed itself over the years; the culinary arts. Monk Aoto's spiritual quest took a peculiar turn after he realized his one true calling in life. Exploiting that sense of ambition, the Lord Founder revealed his secret to him and offered him eternal life, in exchange for his services. 'If you become a demon, you will live to perfect your cooking skills into eternity.' Douma conveniently forgot to mention the part where he would no longer be able to taste-test the food, of course. And so, Aoto serves with this sole goal in mind. Around the temple, Monk Aoto is known for being very strict — especially when it comes to who is allowed in his kitchen. He is a disciplined man and very stern, which has made the temple girls groan when they're selected for kitchen duty.

MONK YUZUI:

Monk Yuzui is a very bulky man in his forties. He towers around a height of 6'4'', taller than the Lord Founder himself even and he has biceps the size of a small tree bark. Yuzui is in charge of temple repairs and restorations as well as implementing new structures. As the youngest of the bunch, he is the most amicable and approachable, however he is also known to get temperamental when his structures are damaged by the elements or the temple-dwellers. Monk Yuzui has a penchant for painting beautiful murals and most of Eternal Paradise's artworks have been done by him. Douma finds the image of his callused, thick fingers holding a dainty paintbrush so deftly very funny.

Yuzui knows of the demon's nature as well, however, unlike the other two, he simply believes that Douma is a godlike being and his personal loyalty to him is very hard to shake. Yuzui arrived at the temple during a time when Douma would still perform a lot of healing miracles using his blood art, so he thinks of him as a heavenly sent savior, a prophet and truly believes in the Eternal Paradise pantheon, that is comprised of the Twelve Kizuki and Muzan as the Sun God. He is a true believer and thinks that Douma eating the temple's followers is granting them passageway to eternal nirvana. In exchange for his service, Yuzui didn't ask for anything. And so Douma has decided to keep him with the potential of turning him into a demon, eventually.

[beardedmrbean]

Helsingin Sanomat has a comparison of pay rise figures from a number of countries with similar pay bargaining to Finland.

No wage earner will be surprised to learn that the Finnish figures (3.5 percent this year, two percent next for industrial workers) are the lowest of the lot, and well below inflation.

In Sweden industrial workers' agreed pay rises were 4.1 percent this year and 3.2 percent next year, in Germany workers get more than five percent this year and three percent next plus a 3,000 euro tax-free one-off payment to help with the cost of living.

In Belgium, pay rises are automatically linked to inflation so they have been set at 12 percent this year.

That number gets to the heart of the problem, according to HS. Consumer prices have risen some 15 percent over the last two years, and pay in Finland has not kept pace.

Collective agreements do not reflect the complete picture. Some of the comparison countries do not apply the rises to everyone, and in Finland the sum of wages is a better guide to how salaries have risen.

It includes wage increases for people who change jobs and for those who otherwise get a better deal than the minimum levels agreed by unions.

But even so, the paper carries quotes from the labour unions think tank suggesting the time for pay restraint has passed, and workers in Finland need a salary uplift.

Helsinki spying hotspots?

Russia has been making big claims about Finnish intelligence, reports Ilta-Sanomat (IS). Russian channels RT and Rossija24 both reported that Supo has been trying to recruit Russian embassy workers at various locations in Helsinki.

Among the claims is that staff at various service businesses in the capital have passed information about workers to Finnish intelligence.

IS sets out to test those claims, asking at various locations for comment. A travel agency refused to say anything, while a dog daycare business was a little more forthcoming.

The doggy daycare was supposedly a target for an officer from Britain's MI6. The Russian reports claim that an alleged officer brought his own mutt to be looked after in the hope of meeting Russian embassy staff.

Workers at the kennel service said they were amused by the claims, as they have "hundreds" of British customers and were curious as to who the supposed agent might be.

The claims themselves were given short shrift: owners do not really interact with each other and don't receive information about other customers. The information the business is interested in relates mostly to the dogs, which may be of limited use to espionage practitioners.

Overlooked superfood

It is bilberry season in the woods and forests of Finland, with plenty of the tiny fruit on offer to intrepid explorers.

Iltalehti, though, suggests that people take a second look at an often-ignored alternative: the bog whortleberry. Known as juolukka in Finnish, the bog whortleberry is slightly darker and grows on bushes higher off the ground than its cousin, the bilberry.

It's considerably more nutritious too, containing more vitamins than the more popular alternative. So if you're out and about in nature this week, do have a look for the hidden superfood.

[sapphireginger]

Chapter #21

Summary:

The office space is nicer than they were expecting. There are two other newbies that accepted the BAU’s offer that were in their class. Amaya and Amara. Stiles waves at them with a friendly smile, blushing when they grin and wave back. “Oh. My. God.”  Stiles and Stuart turn towards the voice and are immediately enveloped in a hug by the one and only Penelope Garcia. “Garcia?” Spencer says. “Unhand my cousins?” “Are you asking me or telling me, Spence? Cause they’re so adorable!” she exclaims.

August 15th, Stuart and Stiles are up before the sun. Stiles and Peter—and Lili—now live in their new home, out in the forest which Stiles’s magic adores as much as Stiles himself. Stuart and Allison have gotten a slightly bigger apartment together. Despite being miles apart, the twins are nearly identical in their moods this morning.

A little after seven, Stiles pulls up to the apartments and honks his horn. “Get in loser, we’re going shopping!” he hollers.

Stuart nearly snorts out his coffee as he kisses Allison goodbye and dashes outside. “You’re more of a Gretchen than a Regina,” he says as he buckles up. The coffee is perfect, and he added a hint of cinnamon. 

Stiles scoffs, mock offended. “Excuse you. I could so be Regina.”

“Of course,” Stuart says, nodding sagely.

“Oh, shut up. If you didn’t have coffee, I’d smack you.”

“No, you wouldn’t.”

“Don’t test me.” Stiles has his eyes on the road but he’s smiling. “Are you ready?”

Stuart swallows thickly and adjusts his glasses. “Yeah. Yep. Mhm. Totally.” He clears his throat. “You?”

Stiles shrugs. “Yeah. I’m as ready as I’m gonna get, I mean.”

Neither of them says anything but it’s a commiserating nervous silence. Before they know it, they’re pulling up to the building and parking in an official spot just for them. It’s surreal and the twins are frozen in awe.

They’re pulled out of their thoughts by the sound of voices and quickly exit the car with their things. Stuart has switched to a messenger bag and Stiles has done the same. They have their laptops, keys, identification and will pick up their service weapons at the end of the day.

As they walk up to the doors, Stuart catches sight of Spencer. “Hey!” he calls out.

Spencer looks over and smiles at his cousins. “Hello. Looking sharp there. Are you guys ready for day one of the rest of your lives?”

Stiles smiles and nods. “Sure am. When do we meet–”

A man extends his hand and Stiles gapes. “Welcome to the team kiddo.” Stuart has joined his brother in gaping as SSA Rossi shakes Stiles’s hand and then his own. “Show us what you got.” Then he walks away. 

Spencer snorts at the awestruck looks on his cousins’s faces. “Well, so that’s Rossi. JJ is running late because the kids had to switch daycares. Garcia has your work phones ready, and I believe…” he trails off and then grins. “Morgan!”

Once again, the twins are starstruck. Stiles is happily taken but damn Derek Morgan is stunning. 

“These the newbies?” Morgan asks, offering his hand. His grip is nice, and firm and Stiles’s magic is pleased. 

“Yes indeed. This is Stuart,” he says, gesturing to the younger twin. “This is Stiles.” He gestures to the older twin. 

Morgan quirks a brow. “Huh. Fun names. Did you pick them out yourselves?”

Stiles smiles. “Kind of. I mean the Polish names we were given are a bit of a mouthful. So…” He shrugs in a what can you do gesture.

“I see. Well, if it’s anything close to Spence’s then I don’t blame you.”

Stuart smirks. “So, you know his name?”

“Yes. Though I don’t use it unless absolutely necessary.”

Spencer glares. “Which is never.”

Morgan smiles teasingly. “Uh huh. Sure thing.” He starts to walk away but before he turns the corner he speaks once more. “Later Maksymilian.”

The twins burst out laughing at their older cousin’s red face and Morgan winks before disappearing with a smile on his face.

“All right. Stiles? Stuart? Let’s go.” Spencer turns on his heel and the twins, recovering from their laughter, follow immediately. SSA Reid can’t help the slight quirk of his own lips but at least his little cousins can’t see it. 

The office space is nicer than they were expecting. There are two other newbies that accepted the BAU’s offer that were in their class. Amaya and Amara. Stiles waves at them with a friendly smile, blushing when they grin and wave back.

“Oh. My. God.” 

Stiles and Stuart turn towards the voice and are immediately enveloped in a hug by the one and only Penelope Garcia.

“Garcia?” Spencer says. “Unhand my cousins?”

“Are you asking me or telling me, Spence? Cause they’re so adorable!” she exclaims. “They need a bit of color though.”

“Um. I have a red tie.” Stiles’s voice is quiet, but she pulls back and smiles at him.

“Then put it on. No more black ties. I want to see your eyes pop.” She looks at Stuart and taps her chin. “Hmm. The glasses look good. They’ll help us tell you apart for a while. You need a bit of color too though.”

Stiles pulls a blue tie out of his bag and hands it to his brother. “Here.”

Stuart takes it and the two men switch out their black ties for the colored ones. Penelope is pleased and gives them each one more welcome hug before heading back to her office.

The twins sink into their seats and let out a sigh of relief. Around lunchtime Garcia gives them their phones and the twins are gob smacked. Day one has begun and so far, it’s good. It’s really really good.

✶ 🔎 ❤︎ 🔍 ✶

The first two weeks are pretty easy, all things considered. Stiles picks Stuart up every day and they drive to work. They get to know their team really well. JJ is Stiles’s favorite along with Morgan. Garcia enjoys riling up Spencer and of course Morgan will join in on that. Rossi is more reserved, but he spends a lot of time talking to Stiles one on one which helps a lot. Stiles starts to see him as a father figure in some ways. It does make him a bit homesick and he’s glad their dad is coming up for Thanksgiving.

There’s a saying that when life is going really well, you shouldn’t draw attention to it, because the moment you do, it’s going to be the end of the good.

Well, Stiles learns that on August 31st, two weeks and two days since they started.

[advanto-software]

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Given that we live in the digital era and an era of big data, data science is known to be one of the most popular professions at the moment providing numerous employment opportunities. It is important to note that Pune has been identified as one of the emerging IT cities in India and the city is gradually gaining popularity among data scientists. In this regard, there are many opportunities out there but going through the list, one best option to start a course for students or professionals who want to build strong ground on Data Science is Advanto Software’s Data Science Course.

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Data Manipulation and Cleaning: How to pre-process the data and typically work with missing values, how to work with big data.

Statistical Analysis and Hypothesis Testing: Achieve mastery in using statistics, especially in data analysis using various computational techniques.

Machine Learning Algorithms: The most important algorithms are: Linear regression; Decision tree; Random forest; and neural network.

Big Data Tools and Techniques: Use tools such as Hadoop, Spark, and NoSQL databases for real-life projects.

Data Visualization: If you want to develop relevant skills then it is important to learn how to perform data analysis and create great data visuals using Tableau, Power BI, and Matplotlib.

This approach enables the participants to be equipped with the necessary skills to enable them to solve real-world data problems as soon as they complete the course.

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Some of the exciting projects that students can work on include:

Sales prediction for making selling forecasts

Developing recommendation systems

Data analysis based on natural language understanding of clients’ feedback

Processing data obtained from Social Networking Sites in real-time.

These projects are real-like and are aimed at making learners prepare for their future working experiences as they contain similar projects to those found in industries.

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5. Distance studying and Weekend classes

Catering to the demands of working executives and students, the batches provided by Advanto Software are weekend batches, online classes, and fast-track classes. The flexible style of learning enables learners to manage the program on their timetable and avail the time they use on other chores. The recorded sessions guarantee that a participant cannot miss any specific class; besides, the participant can always watch the material anytime he/she wishes.

6. Industry-Recognized Certification

Upon completion of the course, the participants are awarded an industry certification that attests to the mastery of knowledge in data science. This certification is well-accepted across employers and augments a lot of value to the learner’s portfolio making his or her job search more effective within the current tough job market.

Main Advantages of Learning Data Science in Pune:

More than a historical city, more than the birthplace of Marathi culture and literature – Pune is the new ‘IT’ city. Thus, more IT companies and start-ups exploring the possibilities for establishing their presence in Pune generate the need for data scientists. Here's why learning Data Science in Pune, especially with Advanto Software, is a smart choice: Here's why learning Data Science in Pune, especially Advanto Software, is a smart choice:

Access to a Thriving Tech Community: Pune has a large pool of IT professionals who can offer good networking interfaces and many tech-related events are happening in IT conferences, seminars, or hackathons.

High Demand for Data Science Professionals: Presently there has been an increased employment opportunity in Pune especially for data science specialists. Getting a standard course, for example, AS could go a long way in improving the likelihood of one being hired in lucrative jobs.

Quality of Life and Cost-Effectiveness: When compared with some of the other metro cities in India, one gets a better quality of life at a comparatively lower price thus making Pune the right place to learn and grow

Welcome to Advanto Software Data Science Course – Steps on How to Join

It is very easy to enroll in the Advanto Software Data Science Course in Pune. On their website register the company through a form then select which batch is convenient to attend. You can also come to their office in Pune for more details and to have a richer understanding of the course.

Conclusion: Transform Your Career with Advanto Software

The ideal profession suitable for Data science is rapidly growing and has the potential for expanded growth. When you are pursuing the Data Science Course in Pune offered by Advanto Software, you are making the right move as far as your career is concerned. Experienced faculty, hands-on projects, and commendable placement support along with an industry-aligned curriculum make Advanto Software the ideal place for aspiring data scientists.

[pandeypankaj]

What are some typical data scientist interview questions?

Data scientist interview questions typically cover a range of topics, including technical skills, problem-solving abilities, and domain knowledge. Here are some categories and examples of questions you might encounter in a data scientist interview:

Technical Questions

Programming

How do you handle missing data in a dataset using Python?

Write a function to calculate the mean of a list of numbers.

Statistics and Probability

Explain the difference between Type I and Type II errors.

How do you interpret a p-value?

Machine Learning

Explain the bias-variance tradeoff.

What is overfitting and how can you prevent it?

Describe how a random forest algorithm works.

Data Manipulation

How do you merge two datasets in Pandas?

Explain the difference between a left join and an inner join.

Data Visualization

How would you visualize the distribution of a single continuous variable?

What types of plots would you use to show the relationship between two categorical variables?

Problem-Solving and Case Studies

Scenario-Based Questions

You are given a dataset with user behavior on an e-commerce website. How would you approach predicting user churn?

How would you design an A/B test to determine the effect of a new feature on user engagement?

Real-World Problems

How would you handle an imbalanced dataset?

Explain a machine learning project you have worked on from start to finish.

Behavioral Questions

Experience and Projects

Can you describe a challenging data science project you've worked on? How did you overcome the challenges?

Tell me about a time when you had to explain a complex data analysis to a non-technical audience.

Teamwork and Collaboration

How do you handle disagreements with team members regarding the approach to a data science problem?

Describe your experience working in a cross-functional team.

Domain-Specific Questions

Industry Knowledge

How would you approach building a recommendation system for a streaming service?

What metrics would you consider important for measuring the success of a marketing campaign?

Specific Tools and Techniques

How have you used SQL in your previous projects?

Describe your experience with cloud platforms like AWS or Azure for data science.

Analytical Thinking

Logic and Reasoning

How would you estimate the number of taxis needed in New York City at any given time?

If you have a biased coin, how would you use it to generate a fair result?

Example Questions and Answers

Technical:

Question: What is the difference between supervised and unsupervised learning?

Answer: Supervised learning involves training a model on labeled data, meaning each training example has an associated output label. Examples include regression and classification. Unsupervised learning involves training a model on unlabeled data, where the goal is to find hidden patterns or intrinsic structures in the input data. Examples include clustering and dimensionality reduction.

Scenario-Based:

Question: How would you detect anomalies in a dataset?

Answer: I would start by understanding the domain and the data to define what constitutes an anomaly. Then, I would use statistical methods like z-scores or interquartile range to identify outliers. For more complex cases, I might use machine learning techniques such as isolation forests, one-class SVM, or autoencoders to detect anomalies.

Behavioral:

Question: Can you describe a time when you had to learn a new tool or technology quickly?

Answer: In my previous role, I needed to learn Tableau for data visualization. I dedicated a week to intensive learning, using online tutorials and practice datasets. I then applied my new skills to create a comprehensive dashboard for a project, which was well-received by stakeholders.

Preparing for these types of questions can help you showcase your skills, experience, and problem-solving abilities effectively in a data scientist interview.

[zooterchet]

Carnage's Murder Rap Sheet

Anatole Marcinault: Snitch to Catholic monks; collusion with East Germany, the Berlin Wall.

Rory Ahlquist: The placement of a gemetria zero sequence, on crime of homosexuality in claim of priesthood, actually a Rabbi.

Marv Albert: The public Ted Kennedy joke as to the trade of cashiers as moneyed slaves, removed from ethic of logic; through Real Ghostbusters and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

Joey Angiulo: Execution at hands of James "Whitey" Bulger, proven to be the service of father, Generro "Jerry" Angiulo, the Rabbinical vending trade.

Alice Charlebois: Found as a lesbian through the sales of chicken pot pie to the community, to mark as Tehran Shah

Mary Kay Bergman: The violation of Disney contract, having discovered that such a contract guarantees worker's wages at having no work; execution of self by handgun.

Carlin Sarkesian: The demanded fight with Iron Man, Matthew Lennox, and having met War Machine, David Charlebois; over the walk through Hopkinton Highschool, with a loaded Armalite, to avenge Jenna L. Williamson, for Matthew Lennox.

Ryan Gregson: Brain death, at having aligned with Mossad, out of German soccer and rugby clubs, to merge with varsity wrestling.

Nicholas Maynard: The placement in a fugue state, at having conducted External Security pimping to American servicemen, however being a woman herself.

Phil Enfield: Investigating sandwiches put in a dumpster by Bridgewater Security Services, the VFW; placed in jail, as "Master Herbert", screaming "Spider-Man is a pedophile"; beaten to death.

Andrew Donson: The psychic kin of Dr. Joshua Golden, having been found in prisoner's convenience to the hire of prostitutes and priests, of the Episcopalian orders, through flawed cashier's software and engineered slips, at gas stations.

James Holmes: Theft of Nolan Trilogy writing software, on behalf of Ellen Page; psychotic break of a grand mals epilepsy, at discovering writer's candidate was not Scarecrow, Joker, or Bane, and had in fact used laws and rules outside of Alabama literature society. Still incarcerated, to this day, having turned on fellow LARPers, at Aurora, Colorado.

Keith Velasquez: Found in treason of marijuana laws held in Masonic Lodge, at poisoning of marijuana and placing prostitutes under draft of complicit work per Russian Slavics out of secret courts through parents held in default union; female police officers. Executed in State Forest of Essex County, Massachusetts; found in possession of Oxycontin, blood test negative, however positive for Raid, and MI-6 papers; papers otherwise recovered, given to interpreter's forces, Boston Police Department, "arson and wards", Matthew Lennox, translation of papers as to the "High Times Magazine" poisoning of police officers and federal candidates, to sell straight jackets, a TJX limited investment out of Germany. For City Hall accountants, those economists serving as History Pre-Law.

Jovenel Moise: President of Haiti, having found African civil service workers as serial killers, if former police officer found in heritage, therefore demanded to work as police Catholic exorcists of poisons to avoid attorneys at law as having sought "reform"; liberalization of law, to suspects and patients and "pedophiles" (soldiers and spies and police). Murdered by soccer squad, for Michael Charlebois, his only act as a spy in his entire history, since the incident with the poison sumac. Michael Charlebois, now able to produce semen, and wife, Maureen Charlebois, has an orgasm, the same never produced for Alice. David, barely cares, Alice was a serial killer, "Reverse Edith".

[ishaacon]

A Comprehensive Overview of the Maharashtra Public Service Commission (MPSC) Exams

The Maharashtra Public Service Commission (MPSC) serves as a beacon of opportunity for individuals who aspire to a career in the administrative services of the state government. Cracking the MPSC examinations necessitates a comprehensive comprehension of its intricacies, strategic preparation, and dedication, given the rigorous selection process and the esteemed positions that are available.

In order to recruit candidates for a diverse array of administrative positions throughout Maharashtra, the MPSC administers a variety of examinations, such as the State Service Exam and the State Forest Service Exam. Preliminary exams, mains exams, and interviews are the typical components of these examinations. Each stage necessitates a unique preparation strategy and approach.

The preliminary examination is the initial obstacle, evaluating the general knowledge and aptitude of candidates. It encompasses a variety of topics, including history, geography, politics, economics, and current affairs. Candidates must navigate a comprehensive syllabus, utilizing a combination of state board textbooks, NCERT books, and specific reference materials that are specifically designed for MPSC preparation.

Candidates are permitted to proceed to the mains examination after successfully passing the preliminary examination, which requires a more thorough examination of the selected subjects. Subjects such as history, geography, economics, political science, and Marathi language are included in the mains syllabus, in addition to optional subjects that are contingent upon individual preferences. To achieve success in the mains, candidates must concentrate on the following: essay writing, answer writing practice, and effective time management, in addition to the literature recommended by experts.

The interview or personality test is the final stage of the MPSC examination procedure. A panel of experts evaluates the aptitude, knowledge, and personality traits of candidates. Candidates must demonstrate confidence, effective communication skills, and clarity of thought in addition to their subject matter expertise during this phase.

Perseverance, adaptability, and a well-rounded personality are all essential components of success in the MPSC examinations, in addition to academic proficiency. It necessitates a consistent effort, staying informed about current events, and utilizing practice tests to become acquainted with the exam format.

In summary, the preparation for the MPSC examinations is both rewarding and challenging. It necessitates that aspirants engage in a pursuit of knowledge, refine their dispositions, and hone their skills. Aspirants can successfully navigate the complexities of the MPSC exams with the right guidance and determination, thereby establishing a rewarding vocation in public service.

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