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youbloodymadgenius · 3 years

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Ivarello (Modern!Ivar x reader) Chapter 1

Moodboard by @quantumlocked310

Ivarello’s masterpost here

A/N: This is my entry for @deans-ch-ch-cherrypie 500 Followers Fairy Tale Challenge. It's a retelling of Cinderella. Congrats again, darling 💖

A huge thank you to @mrsalwayswrite, who's a great beta reader and an even greater cheerleader 😂

A massive thank you to @quantumlocked310, @vikingstrash and @serasvictoria. Thank you for agreeing to collaborate and for sharing your talent with me. Your moodboards are beyond amazing 🤩

In this story, Sigurd is alive. Ragnar and Aslaug are dead, but Lagertha didn't kill her. I took a lot of liberties with the show, I hope you won't mind.

Unlike the tale, there will be no magic involved. Not everything will be realistic, however. It's a fayritale, after all!

Let me know if you want to be tagged 😊

Summary: Orphaned five years ago, Ivar and his brothers have been living with Lagertha ever since. Now 16 years old, he wants to attend Harald's traditional Midsummer party, but obstacles stand in his way.

Warnings: description of car crash; orphaned kids; Sigurd being Sigurd; OOC characters.

Words: 1806

Additional note: I'm afraid I'll disappoint some of you. No more newspapers... The articles defined the setting of the story. From now on, it'll be a regular fic.

Hope you enjoy it nevertheless 🙂

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June 2021

Ivar yawns, rubbing his eyes, when he suddenly hears the front door open. The next moment, Ubbe shouts, "Hey baby bro, we're home!"

Slightly confused, Ivar looks at the time on his computer. Stunned, he blinks repeatedly, shakes his head and checks the time again, now looking at his watch. "Guess I lost track of time," he mumbles as he realizes it's really 5:30 pm. He clears his throat. "I'm coming!"

Yawning once more, he wheels to the kitchen. Hvitserk waves at him with one hand as Ubbe greets him with a grin and Sigurd... Well, Sigurd ignores him, as usual.

"Hello boys!" Lagertha smiles as she also enters the kitchen. "Did you go to the beach this afternoon?" It's a rethorical question, since sand can be seen on the tanned skin of his brothers, shirtless and wearing only swimming shorts.

When she looks down at him, her smile becomes softer. "Ivar, you seem tired. Did you work all day long?"

He nods, glad that for once she called him by his first name and not by one of those stupid nicknames that she likes but that make his skin crawl.

"Yep," he shrugs without smiling back, "I made good progress. The new version of your website is almost done. It could probably be online by the end of the week."

His stepmom flashes him a beaming smile. "Great, thanks!"

The conversation then moves on to the subject that everyone in Kattegat has been talking about for the last few days: the midsummer party thrown by their neighbor Harald Hårfager. Every June, it is Kattegat's not-to-be-missed event, to which every resident hopes to be invited.

Lagertha is invited every year, yet rarely attends; his brothers wouldn't miss it, not in a million years; Ivar never went.

He listens with half an ear as his brothers prattle on about the upcoming party, while taking a seat at the large, wooden kitchen table on which Lagertha has just put cakes and drinks.

"What are you going to wear?"

"Do you think Marit will attend this year?"

"Hopefully the music will be better than last year."

"Can't be as bad! What was the name of that reggae band?"

For a fleeting moment, Ivar entertains the thought of attending as well. Not that he's dying to, but… Sometimes, he feels a little bit like Cinderella in this house.

Don't get him wrong, it's not that bad.

First, his stepmom is not–

Wait, wait, wait, is Lagertha technically his stepmom? He's not sure. After all, she wasn't when his parents were alive, she was just his father's first wife. Anyway, she may be his guardian now, but he sees her as his stepmom and he honestly doesn’t give a shit if it's a little weird.

Where was he? Oh yes, Cinderella.

So obviously, Lagertha is not a wicked, haughty and abusive stepmom like this Lady Tremaine of the fairytale.

Actually, even if it pisses him off to admit it, she's pretty nice, patient and composed. Does he love her? Let's not exaggerate – he doesn't. She may love him though, which is a little bit uncanny, if he's being honest. He was the favorite son of her nemesis. Shouldn't she hate him? He would, if the situation was reversed.

The truth is, when he was younger, he tried, he really tried to hate her, blaming her for everything and anything. When too much pain prevented him from sleeping, he let his imagination run wild. There, bound to his bed of suffering, he could see Lagertha cutting the brakes on his mother's car, causing her crash, causing her death.

Of course, even then, he knew deep down that Lagertha had not killed his mother; that the story he told himself was just the product of his endless nights of insomnia. But what can he say? He needed this. Because blaming Lagertha rather than admitting that his beloved mother was at fault – by being distracted, or by falling asleep, he'll never know – was easier for the heartbroken boy he was.

Anyway... So yes, Lagertha is definitely not an evil stepmother like Cinderella's.

Also, he doesn't sleep on a sorry garret, on a wretched straw bed either.

Actually, he has a very large room on the main floor, with a king-size memory foam bed, a walk-in – well, a wheel-in for his case – closet and his own, huge bathroom, fully equipped for his special needs.

Sure, the bathroom and the dressing room were already there when his parents were alive; however, the memory foam mattress had been Lagertha's idea.

Anyway... So yes, he can't exactly complain about his sleeping conditions, unlike Cinderella.

And obviously, he's not forced into servitude.

Actually, one might think so, but no, he's not. Sure, sometimes he works for his stepmom, like today. But so do his brothers. When she had taken them in, she was a powerful businesswoman, working twelve to fourteen hours a day. Once she had become their guardian, she had rearranged her working time and learned to delegate; but even so, she had often run out of time. Therefore, it had seemed normal to them – yes, even to him – to help her out, each of them according to their skills and abilities.

So, while Hvitserk almost always does the grocery shopping, while Sigurd vacuums and does the laundry, while Ubbe mows the lawn and trim the bushes, he, Ivar, runs her company's website and sometimes even does the accounting. And since he loves computers and numbers, it's not exactly a problem.

Anyway... So yes, he's not a slave in this house. Unlike Cinderella.

So, yes, to sum it up, he can't really complain and he's by far not Cinderella. And he knows it.

But... Yes, there's a but...

Sometimes, he feels trapped, as poor Cinderella must have felt.

Sometimes he feels like a spectator of a life he doesn't belong to.

Sure, he doesn't have to be homeschooled – but gods, he's glad he is. The reasons for him to be continuously bullied by classmates are endless. The simplest ones being: he is a cripple, an orphan, the son of a dead mob boss, the smartest one in the whole damn school, let alone his class. Take your pick. It's no fun, no fun at all. Being home alone is preferable to that alternative.

Therefore, barely leaving the house except for medical appointments, he has no friends. He doesn't do sports either – obviously – and yeah, he lives a lonely life, filled with video games and Netflix series. And he's okay with that. Well, most of the time.

Sure, his brothers, or at least Ubbe and Hvitserk, always try to include him as much as possible. But the truth is that because of his legs, there are many, many things he just can't do.

And the other truth, the less pleasant one, is that he partially did that to himself. He cut himself off from a world that hurt him, yet he still misses this world sometimes. At times, he blames himself. Because his life, honestly, is hardly what you would call a life, is it? Not when you're sixteen.

That's why sometimes, like now, he feels this longing, almost a need, to live. To really, truly, fully live. And that's why, for a brief moment, lulled by the light chitchat of his brothers, he considers attending Harald's midsummer party.

But he knows better. This life is not for him, never has been, never will be.

And so, shaking his head, he chases the thought away and, placing his hands on his push rims, he's about to leave the kitchen while the incessant babbling of his brothers goes on.

"I can't wait."

"Don't tell me! As every year, the most beautiful girls of Kattegat will be there."

"Remember that burger food truck? Best burgers ever!"

"I've heard Y/N would be attending this year."

"There'll be booze and girls! Sounds like Valh–"

Wait. His mind goes blank.

Fuck.

What? Did he hear right?

As he replays his brother's words in his head, it's like there's an earthquake happening inside of him.

Fuck.

He stops breathing. Blinks, then clamps his eyes shut.

Fuck.

When he finally manages to draw air into his lungs, he swallows loudly before asking in a weird, high-pitched voice, his heart pounding in his chest, "What– What did you say, brother?"

Hvitserk turns his head toward him and shrugs. "I just said there'll be boo–"

"No, not you!" Ivar snaps at his brother, pointing his pointer finger at Ubbe. "You, what did you fucking say?" Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Lagertha frowning – 'no curse words in this house, boys'– and even if he barely contains an eye roll, he still mouths a quick 'sorry' at her before rewording his question, impatience coursing through him. "What did you say, dear brother? Who did you say would attend?"

Stunned, Ubbe looks at him with wide eyes. "Y/N? I said Y/N would come. That's what I heard anyway. She's Harald's niece. She was here once, right? Remember her, baby bro, huh?"

But Ivar is no longer listening, the blood draining from his face. Y/N... Y/N... Fuck. Finally. Fucking finally. After so long... He may see you again. Wow.

I'll go! I'll fucking go!

He barely contains the words, suddenly acutely aware of the deafening silence in the room, his brothers shamelessly staring at him.

With her brows furrowed and her lips turned downward in a slight frown, Lagertha takes two steps forwards before crouching down in front of him. "Are you all right, sweetie? You're a little pale."

He barely hears when Sigurd giggles, "A little pale? He's greener than an alien!"

Lagertha shoots Sigurd a dirty look and then gently cups Ivar's cheek. "Do you know her, Ivar? Do you know Y/N?"

Overwhelmed, self-conscious, freaked out, caught off-guard, he doesn't know how to respond. Should he tell the truth? Should he lie? His brothers will mock him, for sure. What is the point of telling the truth? What good would it do? On the other hand, he could really use some advice. Yeah. Sure. Advice from Sigurd. Just the thought of it is enough to make him sick. Fuck, what is he going to do?

Rushed words are out of his mouth before he can even gather his thoughts. "No. No. I don't. I mean, yes, I think I do but–" He's being pathetic and he hates it. So after a sharp intake of breath, he shakes his head and eventually replies in a flat, calm voice, the white lie rolling off his tongue. "I know her, but I thought Ubbe was talking about someone else. Sorry."

With these words, he hastily leaves the room, his eyes riveted on his knees, his heart still drumming in his chest.

Y/N. Fuck.

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Ivar's taglist: @waiting4inspiration @honestsycrets @lisinfleur @saldelys @gearhead66 @inforapound @readsalot73 @milkkygirls @xbellaxcarolinax @shannygoatgruff @zuxiezendler @hecohansen31 @lonewolf471 @fuckindiva @tgrrose @didiintheblog @peachyboneless @pieces-by-me @funmadnessandbadassvikings @ethereallysimple @destynelseclipsa @cocovikings23 @xceafh @mrsalwayswrite @deans-ch-ch-cherrypie @pomegranates-and-blood @jadelynlace @grimeundglow @quantumlocked310 @alexhandersen-marcoilsoe-fandom

Ivarello's taglist: @not-another-viking-fanfic-blog @hashimily @prepare4trouble @supernaturalvikingwhore @funmadnessandbadassvikings

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humanperryfic · 4 years

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Nobody Needs to Know

Lord, show me how to say no to this...

Their relationship isn't exactly OWCA approved, but Perry doesn't want to stop.

Based on Say No to This from Hamilton

AO3/FF.Net

TW’s: None

Perry yawns. The cold, grey light of dawn seeps in around the edges of the curtains, yet he hasn't slept a wink all night.

And that's only partly the fault of the man sleeping peacefully next to him.

Actually, it's entirely the fault of this man. This glorious man, the one who drew him in with his sharp wits and marvelous inventions. Who took every punch and kick, then cursed him without malicious intent. The man that he fell for, head over heels. The man he just can't say no to.

So no, he hasn't slept. Instead, he's been mulling things over and over in his mind. How he's going to explain this one to Linda- swamped with work only works for so long. How he's going to lie about his whereabouts to Monogram.

How their relationship can't continue, not like this.

If this was a normal relationship, one where he met the other in a coffee shop or at a concert, he wouldn't have any qualms about breaking it off. (Actually, if this was a normal relationship, he wouldn't need to hide.)

But this is no ordinary relationship. They're nemeses. Friends. Lovers. He has feelings that refuse to go away, feelings he can't just ignore, despite the cloud of consequences hanging over his head.

All because he couldn't fucking push Heinz away. Couldn't just take one quick, messy kiss and call it good. No, he had to fall face first into what's both the best and worst decision of his life.

Best because, well, he's in a wonderful relationship with his nemesis. One that he hates to even consider breaking off.

Worst because if he gets caught, he's fucked. And not in the good way, the way he's enjoyed with his nemesis for the past month.

No, there will be consequences. Consequences that make him truly consider squandering their relationship.

Because there are always consequences. Something like this is beyond an easily explained-away one night stand. It went beyond that as soon as Perry kissed back.

Demotion and relocation is the lightest punishment he could possibly hope for. At it's worst, he'd be earning forty years of jail time in OWCA-traz, no parole, for aiding and abetting evil. Most likely, he'll be forced to relocate, strung along, then fired a few months later over something petty.

He's watched it happen. He's seen agents slip up and disappear. Agents more careful than he.

Of course, he wouldn't have to do this if Dennis (Agent Bunny, which makes Perry glad he got a mature codename) hadn't gone rogue. The reason? He fell in love with his nemesis and realized that Evil was better.

One agent gone rogue, working with his nemesis, inspired by a relationship not unlike the one he shares with Heinz. After that, OWCA clamped down on every single agent-nemesis relationship, romantic or no.

One agent ruined his chances to ever enjoy life.

Is it bad that he considers going rogue to get away from the consequences of this? The consequences of doing something completely unexpected of him. He's a dedicated agent, shot up through the ranks as soon as he graduated from the University Without a Cool Acronym. Something like this defies all expectations, and not in a good way.

He knows what he's expected to do. As the best agent in the Tri-State Area, he's expected to do certain things. Keep a nemesis, but still be able to go on other missions and save the world. Complete every shred of paperwork on time. Never question his loyalty, not like what he's doing right now.

He's also expected to marry another agent. A female agent. Have two point five prodigy agent kids and continue the legacy his parents left him.

The higher-ups aren't even subtle about it. They keep sending him on missions with the same woman, the best agent in the DC division. Agent Kaylee the Koala. They're both highly skilled agents, third or fourth generation OWCA. Born and raised to fight evil. (And their codenames are both Australian mammals. Major Monogram would get a kick out of that.) Honestly, it wouldn't be that bad. She's a good agent, he considers her a friend. He'd be able to get through it, if he could get over Heinz.

That's how he came into the Organization, anyway. His parents had met on a mission in Greece, married not much later. Then they died days before his third birthday. He went into OWCA's foster program for the agency's orphans, shuffled around from division to division. He'd lived in more countries by his fifteenth birthday than most people got to visit in a lifetime.

Once he graduated from the High School Without a Cool Acronym, he was shuffled into the host family program. Some attempt to give him people to come home to.

And it worked. He rents the attic space above the Flynn-Fletcher home. Their family accepted him into their arms. He practically considers Phineas, Ferb, and Candace his own niblings. They even call him Uncle Perry.

Even though he can't tell them anything about his work life, they're still family.

But some part of him still aches for his own family.

It's a choice he has to make. A family he could build from scratch, with a fellow agent. A family that he could be almost true with. Or a family he came into far too late. Even though part of him considers Vanessa and Norm his own children. Norm calls him Dad, for god's sake. A family he could tell the truth to, but not about.

There's a right answer for both sides of him. The side that follows rules longs to take the easy way out, to break everything off and never look back. To say no to this. To request a transfer to DC, keep in touch with Lawrence and Linda and the kids, marry Agent Koala and have children, even if he'll never be truly happy.

The side of him that craves adventure and adrenaline, the emotional side of him says no. It says to stay here, in this bed, in this division, in this town. To throw away everything else for his emotions. To break the chains, to love his nemesis with all his heart. Like he already does, if he's being honest.

He hates to be the one to break the cycle. To be the one surely disappointing his parents. (Although it's not like they would know...He feels horrible for even thinking that.) But he's in love with his nemesis. The feelings run far too deep. It's something that keeps him from ever having a normal life.

Normal for an OWCA agent, anyway. He gave up any semblance of normal life the instant he was born.

And he gave up on having a normal agent life the instant he decided to hang back after a scheme.

They had been cleaning up an exploded -inator. It had been slow going, but they finally finished cleaning up Doofenshmirtz's lab. They took a few steps to admire their handiwork when suddenly, Doofenshmirtz had pulled him in by his tie, sloppily pressing their lips together in a rough approximation of a kiss. Perry had been shocked at first (since when did Doofenshmirtz reciprocate his feelings?), but had quickly accepted the simple truth that Heinz spelled out.

He barely had his wits about him, but he still managed to push the other man away. If OWCA saw, he'd be done for.

But his instincts and desires overwhelmed him. He just couldn't say no, couldn't find it in him to go. It would have been so easy, just sign a fast apology, jump off the balcony, and glide away.

He's never been one to take the easy way out. Never has been. He turned away from the cameras, deactivated them in a way that would look accidental.

Making deliberate eye contact with a hurt Heinz, he tossed his hat away from him, not even bothering to watch where it flew. (Damn if that isn't the perfect metaphor for everything he's done since then, huh?) He pulled Heinz down by the lapels of his lab coat and crashed them together in a hungry kiss. It barely took a moment until Heinz had reciprocated in kind. Long fingers carded through his hair, a bite stung against his bottom lip, his own hands sneaking below the hem of Heinz's sweater.

Things only escalated from there. They spent the night in a whirlwind of guilt and pleasure. There were hundreds of opportunities to leave, to push Heinz away and go, but he didn't take a single one. And Heinz would understand. He would be hurt, but he would understand.

But he didn't say no.

Laying in Heinz's bed that night, breathing hard and barely able to process what happened, he promised himself never again.

It was only supposed to be once. One time. One night.

Shame burned in his gut as he had kissed Heinz goodbye (god, he just couldn't stop) and flew home. The shame only intensified when the Major demanded to know why Heinz had kissed him.

His stomach in knots, he signed that it was a misunderstanding, lying that of course he didn't want it. It took every part of his self control to keep his hands from shaking.

He's used to lying. Lying to Linda and Lawrence and the kids about his job. Lying to Heinz about his personal life. Lying to himself, telling himself that he's going to stop. But this feels different. Like he's lighting the fuse on dynamite beneath his feet.

To a certain extent, every lie feels like it's a house of cards just waiting to tumble down. Some do, ending in relocation at best. Some get rebuilt, like the mishaps with the second dimension.

This lie feels even more precarious, like the cards are made of glass. Glass that will cut him on the way down. Glass that will shatter and never be able to be repaired, not in the same way, not ever again.

Intellectually, he knows that every lie has a time limit. He's honestly floored at how his house of cards hasn't fallen, hasn't toppled and taken everything he knows with it. Every secret escapes, even the best-kept ones.

A part of him still loves it. Loves the thrill and the excitement. Craves the nerves that still bubble in his stomach every time he and Heinz fall into bed together.

It was only supposed to be once.

But it wasn't just once. He's practically become addicted to the way Heinz kisses him, soft yet still desperate. The way they understand each other, understand the constant internal conflict over good and evil. He can't get enough of the way they slot together, physically and emotionally. Stoic and emotional. Quiet and constantly talking.

How can something supposed to be so wrong feel so right? How can he say no to this? He can't stop, and part of him never wants to.

He shouldn't feel like this, but he does.

Perry lays back down in Doofenshmirtz's bed, burying his face in the shoulder of the man himself. He wraps his arm around Heinz's thin body, and holds him tight.

It's their secret. Some day, it will escape. But right now, nobody needs to know.

#sam's fic #perryshmirtz #human perry the platypus #perry the platypus #perry the human #human perry #doofenshmirtz #doctor doofenshmirtz #heinz doofenshmirtz #owca #pnf #phineas and ferb #fic #my fic #secret relationship

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prongsmydeer · 3 years

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Ayesha Liveblogs Oh My Ghost (2018) Ep. 9-16

Part 2 of this post because tumblr would not let me save anymore either because of the numerous images I’m commenting on or because of how many times I use the word H*rny

Kaopoon is frustrated bc Real Jiw is now vibing with her new BF Sun while she is sitting sadly on a swing set [Alexa play Sadness and Sorrow]

Backtracking to the other kind of drama: Lieutenant Murder is finally going to murder someone on screen (specifically his fellow police officer) because Lieutenant Murder jumped him for getting too close to solving Nammoon's hit-and-run case, which is at this point obvious he committed)

I love when Sun and Jiw flirt through their apartment wall

Jiw and Sun are dating now but the remaining point of contention is how much Horny Ghost just wants them to sleep together instead of getting to know each other to which Sun thinks “Jiw do u only want me for my body 😔?”

I can't believe that Lieutenant Murder's tragic backstory is that he was an orphan oh my god. Adoption is normal!! Murder is not!!

Lieutenant Murder was possessed by an evil spirit????? (After the first time he tried to murder????) WHAT WHAT WHAT

Sous Chef Rain is yelling at the restaurant staff bc of forgetting his birthday, bc he is, truly, a perennial pain in the ass

They are all out for Rain's birthday except for Sun bc of his and Jiw (Kaopoon)'s sex fight and so he is very anxious about his girlfriend being out with The Guys without him

Also Study-Abroad Win is handsome to the point of distraction AND nice where is his romance? Where is the justice for the male models of the world

Sun's Mom does not know he is Dating and Housing his employee possessed by a Horny Ghost He Thinks is One Facet of Her Personality

Presented without commentary:

Win has been politely pretending not to notice that Sun and Jiw are in a relationship and now I'm thinking he will get a romance and it will be Ida, to wrap up most of the loose ends of this relationship pentagon. Based on no other reason than that they are both single

Dkjhgkjgh lmao @ Sun going to his whole staff: “WHO WANTS TO GO TO THE MARKET?” and then saying no to everyone one by one except his girlfriend

Kaopoon is making Sun help her dad install a restaurant hose in the middle of their work day hahaha

FINALLY PROOF THAT LIEUTENANT MURDER IS A MURDERER. Warning for murder related description, there was a flashback where it showed a still body (face obscured) wearing Kaopoon's outfit on his bathroom floor

They really hammered home the ‘he is a murderer’ thing, he has a bag full of evidence of his crime

In more lighthearted news, Sun's rice intolerance is psychosomatic bc his mum never cooked rice for him and it's Sad Boy Hours

Sun and Kaopoon!Jiw seem like they're finally ready to have sex (they've talked out their feelings and are going away together) but there are FIVE MORE EPS and the murder stuff still lingers so I wonder what other madness this show will unleash on me

Actually, six more eps!! Ahhhh that's so much time

Oh how the tables have turned now Kaopoon is the one too in love with Sun too have sex (bc she will go to the afterlife if she does -- But if she doesn't she'll be an evil spirit so... stuck between a rock and hard-on)

I have been suspecting for a while tho that the sex will not change anything. She will probably have to solve her murder to pass on

You know what that is? Growth!!

Now they are back to the weird energy of Sun going “Now that we are in love I would like to have sex,” and Kaopoon!Jiw going “Sex????? Never heard of it!!”

Against Kaopoon's credit, she has not informed Jiw that their relationship has progressed this much. She's just like "yeah things are normal" bc she wants to spend as much time with Sun while she has the chance

Win and Kaopoon!Jiw are just being good bros and Sun, in tandem with the sex-back-and-forth, is jealous of their dynamic

Kaopoon has begun to solve her own murder!!! Unfortunately the first thing she did was point out inconsistent evidence to Lieutenant Parin, who extremely Murdered Her

I feel so happy for Jiw when she gets to experience normal boyfriend moments with Sun like these cheesy matching necklaces. <3 Why does Jiw's life have to be so complicated?

Kaopoon is... spiritually breaking up with Jiw, so she can end the messiness of her involvement with Sun

Ehkjehrrk Jiw is back to living her own life and a spirit just tried to grab at her and she just whacked their hand off and said, "Don't bother me now!" so she could keep cooking, love that for her

The employee-boss affair's out of the bag!!

They also keep cutting to Lieutenant Murder with his knife ready to go after Jiw for Knowing Too Much kjhgkhgjh so I guess the last four-and-a-half eps will dedicated to crime-fighting

Auntie Pu is kind of my favourite character on this show bc she goes from Ghost Nemesis to Ghost Mom all while having Sun's mom as her BFF and Sugar Mama

Hahahaha all the other restaurant staff (minus Win, who is chill) are sucking up to Jiw now bc she's dating Sun

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Jiw felt guilty about dating Sun when half the things he loves are things that Kaopoon did and now the Horny Ghost is out of the bag

I can only assume, bc he thinks she's bipolar, he will assume this is product of a hallucination

Reservations on the commentary on bipolar disorder aside, what DO u do when the person you love tells you that they can see ghosts and key relationship moments you had together were the product of them being possessed by a ghost

Sun now believes in ghosts but he's very upset about the romantic implications of this knowledge

“I think the reason I haven’t been reincarnated... isn’t the fact I’ve never slept with a man after all” HORNY GHOST CONFIRMED FOR DETECTIVE GHOST. VINNNNNDICATION!!!!!

Awww the restaurant staff are all surrounding Chef with support in his time of romantic woe

“But I want the two people I care about the most to be happy” I want Win to date Sun AND Jiw he's so good to them

AYYYYYYY Sun found out that Jiw made the recipes for the blog he liked (and called his soulmate) and now he's visiting her grandma bc he truly is in love with both Jiw AND Kaopoon

Sun said, “I acknowledge this is a complicated situation but I'm willing to work through the ghost thing and figure out how we feel about each other”

Cutting back to Lieutenant Murder, he has just meowed at his coworker threateningly in response to being investigated (for attacking that same coworker!!)

Lieutenant Murder wears this same stupid outfit every time he's gonna do a crime recently and can I just say: I hate it

WHAT'S HE GONNA DO, KILL EVERYONE WHO KNOWS SOMETHING ABOUT ONE OF HIS MANY CRIMES?? THAT'S A LOT OF PEOPLE! AUNTIE PU! JIW! THE FORESENICS ANALYST! ALMOST-SUN? HE CAN'T EVEN KILL KAOPOON BC HE ALREADY KILLED HER AND SHE'S A GHOST!!!!!!!!!!!

“Chef, is something wrong?” Jiw asked, after telling Sun that his brother-in-law is a murderer who also probably hit his sister with a car

Sun said, “Pls don't be a murderer I love u bro” and Parin said “My life of crime is very important to me”

This is Kaopoon possessing Auntie Pu so that Kaopoon, Jiw and Sun can be a crime-fighting trio, love that for them

There are SO MANY crimes going on right now I cannot even begin to describe but just know Lieutenant Murder is responsible for all of them

So Jiw has been kidnapped (GUESS WHO) and Sun is investigating every school in the area and Kaopoon has a network of ghosts looking for her while Jiw tries to find a way to communicate her location. The Crime-Fighting Trio Continues!!!

You'd think more people would notice what a creep this guy is considering that he is literally DIGGING A GRAVE for the woman trapped in his cupboard!!

Poor Nammoon she has no idea her husband is possessed by a murderous ghost. Which like, to be clear, he did try to murder before the ghost possessed him sooooooooooooo

“You're a good person,” said Nammoon, to a man who has committed at least three murders with a fourth on the go

Sun rescued Jiw via high speed car chase and now Auntie Pu and Kaopoon have taken Sun's car to chase Parin and GET HIS ASS

Also Jiw got 2 attack Parin which I think she deserved to get to do

Oh yikes it's possible she fatally injured him which doesn't bode well for the psychological implications of this whole ordeal

Nope I was wrong the ghost-busting continues

Well I don't know what's more perturbing, the resolution of that fight or the fact that there is still one more episode of 1 HOUR left jhfkjhkfjh this better be a happy filler ep where Jiw and Sun get married omg

HORNY GHOST SHOW REALLY MAKING ME TEARY-EYED ON THE LAST EP

The entire restaurant staff is a collective of morons who love Jiw for who she is

Jiw won a cooking scholarship and gets to study abroad in Europe for two years so it's Sad Boy Hours with Sun again

THEY GOT A SECOND DOG THIS IS THE BEST THING THAT'S HAPPENED ON THIS SHOW

SCREAM NOW AUNTIE PU IS A RICH AND FAMOUS GHOSTBUSTER MEDIUM

Sun has expanded his restaurant business, leaving Rain in charge, and so they have been sent a new employee Summer, who I guess is everyone's new Pain in the Ass just for fun kgjhkjhkgh

He was merely a plot device to prove the Chef Boys are Bros 4 lyf

In a weird turn of events Parin is still alive with amnesia???? Even if all of what he did as an adult was ghost possession stuff.... he did still try to attack a baby as a teen. That's a thing he did! Are we forgetting this????? I guess!!!

GET SOME THERAPY NAMMOON!!

BACK TO THE DOGS:

Sun is strumming a guitar woefully because he misses Jiw:

SHE'S BACK AND THE JIW SUPPORT SQUAD IS THRIVING:

Sun is presumably somewhere sadly shaking a tambourine

IT'S FINALLY HAPPY BOY HOURS

#ayesha says things #ayesha liveblogs oh my ghost #liveblogging #oh my ghost 2018 #thai television #television #long post

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I’m going to do a weird.

I know a whole lot of us are stuck at home due to the COVID19 outbreak and all our respective governments attempting to flatten the curve. So I’m going to break out my VAST library of fanfiction recommendations for you to read! Please bear in mind that my tastes in fics are not necessarily like yours so the following 15 Fandom reccs might be hit or miss. All ships and above T ratings will be tagged with brackets, all crossovers will be mentioned in those same brackets. Also, if I mention it’s part of a series, I’m not just recommending the fic I mentioned, I’m recommending the whole series. I’ve tried to recommend a different author’s fic each time. So! Let’s start with the 3 fandoms I mention in my blog description.

1) ATLA Fate Deferred (Zutara) Aang remains in the iceberg ten years longer. Sozin’s comet comes, the world keeps turning with no Avatar to save it, and by the time he’s finally found by a waterbender and her Fire Nation husband, a lot has changed. [Zutara established relationship full series rewrite; Now on Book II: Earth] Cheating at Pai Sho (Canon Divergence) “You said you were the Avatar!” “…I lied?” Aang doesn’t get rescued in episode two, and no one’s seen him go glowy yet… so he starts bluffing. Hard. Or: “The Avatar joins Zuko’s quest to find the Avatar.” In which Zuko doesn’t join the Gaang, the Gaang joins Zuko. The Undying Fire: Blood and Fire (First in the Undying Fire Series, eventual Zutara) Book 1. In which rescuing the Avatar from Pohuai Stronghold doesn’t end so well. It’s a tough life being a banished prince trying to get home, especially when the Avatar just wants to be your friend and keeps making everything confusing. Oh, and did Zuko mention he somehow healed the kid? Yeah, that happened. Stalking Zuko (First in the Stalking Zuko Series, eventual Zutara) Katara has developed a new hobby. At the Western Air Temple she takes to stalking Zuko. Much silliness and shenanigans follow. In chapter 20: Katara and Zuko return home to the others. Katara hates the F word and she comes to a decision regarding Zuko. Embers (Canon divergence) Dragon’s fire is not so easily extinguished; when Zuko rediscovers a lost firebending technique, shifting flames can shift the world… 2) Percy Jackson and the Olympians The Father (Percabeth in the GFFA, eventual Anidala) It all started with a wish, but because it was Percy Jackson it couldn’t have been a friendly goddess granting him a wish. No, it had to be Nemesis, goddess of revenge and balance. Now Percy and Annabeth are stuck in a strange new galaxy right when an ancient and powerful darkness finally begins to stir. Glass Figures (MCU Mashup) I lifted my gun, pointing it towards the minefield of shattered fragments, and kicked the small coffee table out of the way.Only to stare down at an awfully familiar face, which split into a somewhat lopsided grin. The intruder raised his hands in a mocking surrender. //“Long time no see, dude.” //I lowered the gun. “What the hell are you doing in South Peru?” //Or in which Clint Barton and Percy Jackson have a long personal history that starts in high school. All Together, Cousins (Canon divergence) When Thalia ran away with her toddler brother, Jason, she slowly gathered her cousins: she and her cousins being Big Three children. As Jason gets older and their motley group expands to six, Thalia resigns herself to the fact that she won’t always be the leader of the pack. As she accepts that, something more is coming, able to challenge even the gods above. A Crown of Golden Leaves (Historical AU) Annabeth, a Lady from the declining polis of Athens, must marry the Heir Apparent of Rome to save the rapidly expanding world from a threat even the gods couldn’t foresee. Deluge (Percy in the Arrowverse) Barry has to deal with yet another Metahuman that Zoom has pitted against him. But this ‘Metahuman’ is an unwilling pawn in Zoom’s plan and really wants to find a way around killing the Scarlet Speester. But how can he when Zoom is holding something against him?

3) DC Firework (First in the Sparks in the Dark Series) Orphaned and removed from the only life he’s ever known, Dick feels like there’s no light left for him in the world. His new benefactor, however, still sees something worth saving… Chronological beginning of the Spark in the Dark series. Iron, Fire, Mirror-Glass After a brutal confrontation with Bane, Bruce comes away with a broken spine and the certainty that his days as Batman are over. An unexpected discovery offers him another chance—but at what price? The story of a man who risks his soul for the sake of his mission, the dangerous creature he names Robin, and the unlikely partnership that will shape the legend of Gotham’s Dark Knight. Get Back Up There was a mole, one who played a long game. The team was betrayed, crushed. Robin nearly died. What are they going to do now? Only one chirped the answer. Get back up. WARNING: lots of talking, little action, many follow ups Five Times …Five times Damian thought of Dick Grayson as his father, and the one time Dick thought of Damian as his son. Future-fic. YJ characters will show up later. Batman!Dick and Damian as Robin. With guest appearances from Jason, Tim, Cass, and Steph. Unveiling the Mystery Series of one-shots about the team learning a little about Robin (Dick Grayson). With all the fics, I heavily suggest you also read what else these authors have to offer in their archive.

And now here’s the plethora of other fandoms I read fics in under the cut!

4) Harry Potter The Horse (Mature) Looking after a Muggle animal should be easy compared to saving Hogwarts from Voldemort. Harry and Draco might disagree with that. Featuring Luna, Marauders, peppermints and, of course, a tall, black, badtempered horse named Simon. The Potions Master’s Nephew An accident occurs and Professor Snape finds himself trapped in his fifteen-year-old body. Enrolled into Harry Potter’s fifth year, he is forced to hide his true identity. Girls, drama and teenage angst do not bode well with Severus. Keeping Up with the Grangers (Dramione, Mature) Mr. Malfoy, I invite you and your mother to tea next Tuesday, May 25th at 2o’clock to discuss recent events. Dr. Helen Granger //… …// He glances at the boxy too-uniform numbers flashing on the face of Richard’s radio. It’s nearly noon, and he should be getting ready to leave; but there is still a harsh tension in his shoulders and neck that he wants to work out before Hermione finds him. It is, after all, Tuesday; and while his Tuesdays were designated ‘tea with Helen’ days previously, they are now ‘lunch with Granger’ days, ever since the chance meet-up with the Weasel’s wife and the insufferable swot herself. Faceless (Dramione, Mature) New year. New love. New threat. A powerful enemy is on the rise, and Hermione Granger finds herself intertwined in a relationship with Draco Malfoy – only she doesn’t know it’s him. / / RUNNER-UP: Enchanted Awards Summer 2017 for Best Relationship Development

5) Devil May Cry And the Rest is Silence (Mature) The destruction of the Saviour wasn’t the end. Too many people had too much invested. An Uncle’s Thoughts Dante’s thoughts and feelings regarding one particular quarter-demon kid. Vignettes that span from the start of Devil May Cry 4 through Devil May Cry 5, and beyond. Fortuna’s Fool Events after DMC5 with flashbacks to the events we briefly see in DMC4SE only with Vergil telling Dante all about Nero’s mother. Family ties are so complicated, aren’t they? Family of Happenstance Some orphans have happy endings, getting adopted or finding their family. Having a demon slaying half devil for a father tends to throw a tiny monkey wrench in the process. AU Father!Dante, Son!Nero. Rated because hunters don’t exactly have clean mouths.

6) Power Rangers (Focus on Might Morphin’ and Dino Thunder teams) Of Love and Bunnies Set just after Dino Thunder. When Angel Grove announces another Power Rangers Day, Tommy takes the Dino Rangers to Angel Grove for a reunion with the original team… including Kimberly. TommyKim, JasonTrini, KiraTrent. The Reason (Part 1 of eclyptyk neo‘s Dino Thunder AU) COMPLETED. DT. AU. Years go by as Tommy Oliver becomes accustomed to his job as a teacher. A person from his past returns. The new ranger team grows interested in its outcome. How will these new changes between rangers young and old be? Sequel: Ordinary World Change of Hearts (Wild Force) PRWF: When Jindrax and Toxica set out to find themselves, they had no idea that their greatest adventure was only beginning. Chronology Conundrum DT/MMPR - After a strange mutation is released in Reefside, the five Dino Thunder Ranges find themselves thrown back into the past, circa 1995 Angel Grove. Somehow, they have to figure out how to make it back to their present without destroying it or themselves. And if they succeed, they must navigate the consequences of their actions in the past, while still protecting Reefside. 7) Merlin (Mergana leaning) The Other Version of Events What if Merlin and Arthur had met when they were children? What if a mysterious illness fell over Ealdor and Merlin was blamed? What if Arthur had actually felt sorry for him? What if destiny was thrown at them in a whole new way? AU, no slash, Bromance, A/G M/M… You get the idea. Flipping the Coin, Part 2 of Coins (2nd story in the Coins Sage but 1st multichapter) Merlin and Gwaine are sent on an adventure to discover their past and stay one step ahead of Morgana. Fearing for them, Arthur and the other knights set out to find them, but soon discover much more than they bargained for. Alt version Season 5. Sequel to “Two Sides of the Coin” Angst, Adventure, BAMF, Bromance, Redemption, Twists on Arthurian Legends. The King’s Legacy “I hope you are rolling in your grave brother, I will find your son, and I hope he is like you. I will ruin him and gain a lovely weapon in the process.” Cenred spat on the grave, “I win Balinor.” .Sequel posted. The Warlock’s Quickening (First in the Albion Cycle) Merlin might have come to Camelot to master his magic, not to end the Purge, but he’s not going to sit idly by while his kin suffer. Oh no. Whether it’s releasing a chained dragon, smuggling sorcerers out of the city, or trying to change Arthur’s mind, he’s fighting back. Now. Series rewrite beginning after 1X02 featuring Proactive!Merlin. AU.

8) Dragon Ball Under the Radar (Gohan/Videl) Gohan is living life as a secret superhero, but Videl is making it her business to find him out! How will Gohan manage her and Saiyan hormones? Will he fess up? Or will he try to live his life -puts on sunglasses- “Under the Radar”? *applause* Thank you! Thank you! And GOODNIGHT! G/V obviously. Rated T because adult situations and language in later chapters. COMPLETE! Golden God (Mature) To save the lives of millions, Gohan is forced to expose himself as a Super Saiyan, proving that his tricks are indeed very real. And it drives the whole world to insanity. Warning; becomes a little graphic goes as it on. Walking Towards the Sunset Bardock’s curse sends him to a mysterious place where weaklings are abundant and an odd trio claim to be his family. Eventually giving in, he stays with them to discover that Earth is more unlucky than Planet Vegeta. Impatiently waiting for his son’s arrival, Bardock has to survive a new life with his estranged family and a certain girl set on finding the truth. (Saiyaman-Buu Saga) Plus One (Gohan/Videl, Mature) Tired of being pursued by the gold-digging, glory-seeking, Satan obsessed freaks of the world, Videl will resort to the only method open to a celebrity like her to find Mr. Right. 9) Sailor Moon (Mainly SenshiShitennou) The Crystal Age (Rewritten) In an alternate version of Season 1, as a result of Beryl’s curse at the end of the Silver Age, Tuxedo Mask and the reincarnated Shitennou are fighting a losing battle to save the city and find the lost princess. Sailor Moon has disappeared, Sailor V is working on her own, and the other Senshi are still just ordinary girls. Sequel to The Silver Age. MxU, SxS. Please R&R. Hooligans It’s after Galaxia and time for University. The Senshi and Mamoru settle into life in Great Britain and meet some old friends. Inner Senshi x Shitennou and Usagi x Mamoru. Modern Timeline. Strong language, crude humour, hilarity and sexual situations abound, be warned, there will be some heavy angst later on too. Never Gone R A single choice can change the course of Fate: a choice, say, like waking up on time. If that choice were made, Chiba Mamoru would never meet Tsukino Usagi; but, he WOULD meet Unami Seiya and the burden of Terra’s future would fall onto his shoulders. Never Gone AU. The Dinner Hour (Part of The Dinner Series) It can be hard to be patient in the face of eternity. But good things come to those who search and refuse to give up on their dreams. R/J. (Sequels: Dinner And Again, Dinner at Last completed!)

10) Les Miserables (Warning: Enjonine ahead) When Apollo Met Persephone (1st of the 1830s AU) The revolution, or at least the first part of it succeeds. Enjolras confronts political and personal realities. Eponine is suddenly faced with more opportunities than she ever thought. Can they guide each other in a world that needs them as much as they need it? Les Choses Qui Sont Arrivées Après “You must flee Paris at once.” Enjolras and Eponine. The thief and the leader, the marble Apollo and the dark street girl… two wholly different survivors of the Revolution are forced together under a dangerous circumstance. Can they successfully fight their demons as well as each other? Neither of them knows quite what is going on, or what will happen when they figure it out. Teacher of Man The first time Enjolras and Éponine meet, it is their wedding day. (arranged marriage AU) My Best Friend’s Wedding Éponine Thenardiér always thought that Marius would eventually come back to her, until the wedding invitation came in the mail. Now she is going to do everything that she can to get him back from that blonde tart Cosette. Nothing goes according to plan and even her partner in crime Enjolras is becoming an obstacle. E/E. 11) Naruto Beginnings Naruto was six years old when he met the man who changed his life. …Now he’s kind of just hoping he survives it. An Inch of Gold (Part of the Legacy of Fire series) Team 7 is sent on a mission to investigate a disturbance outside of the village, where they encounter an unconscious girl in a crater. The mysterious Sarada insists she’s a shinobi from the Hidden Leaf trying to rescue her teammates. When the team discovers she possesses a Sharingan, things become even more unbelievable. [Part of the Legacy of Fire Series] Guilt of Innocence Uchiha Sasuke abandoned Konoha in his persute of power to join Orochimaru. However, this was only a cover story. In fact, on Tsunade’s orders, Sasuke is to act as Konoha’s spy within Otogakure. One agreement and his path had changed forever… Blind (SasuSaku) It was almost time, Orochimaru was going to take his body as a vessel. He hated being used…he refused to be used. With that thought, he took the kunai in his hand and slashed across his eyes.

12) Legend of Zelda (Zelink) The Conviction to Save The princess is dead. Those are the words being whispered in the streets. A great shudder sweeps across the land of Hyrule as news of its beloved monarch’s passing spreads like wildfire. In the midst of the ensuing chaos, a humble village doctor happens upon the body of a gravely injured young woman on the road. Legend of the Miraculous (Concepts taken from Miraculous Ladybug) A legend retold through many a tale, but when a darkness resurfaces after so long, Athena and Sheikhan Wolf must return again! Will Link and Zelda be able to combat this threat? and will they figure out each others’ identities? Come inside and take a look! Hit List AU. It all started as a typical day at Ordon High, until a sudden school shooting turns the life of Link Hero upside down. Now, surrounded by enemies, can Link save his friends and escape the school alive? (Edit 10/2015) Counting Stars Link finds himself caught in the middle of an elaborate gang war. Lucky for him, being a B-list superhero makes that predicament a tiny bit easier. / Modern AU ZeLink, inspired by Spider-Man. Under Revision! 13) Hunger Games Vox Libertas Due to things playing out a bit differently in the last few minutes of the Quell, the rescue also goes a bit differently than expected. Now Peeta has the responsibility of representing the Rebellion thrust upon him. No pressure. *AU Mockingjay. Part I of Dandelion in the Storm AU. Mainly Peeta POV.* Someone To Watch Over Me (Everlark, 1st in the Series) A HG rewrite. What would happen if Peeta was just a little bit bolder, and Katniss a little less emotionally confused? You’d be surprised. Let the Games begin. This is an AU, but I’ve tried to stay as canon as possible. Rated T to be safe. Enthralled (Everlark, Gadge, Mature) Thrall (þræll), n., a slave or serf in Viking Age Scandinavia. After a successful raid, Gale is rewarded with a slave girl: the Saxon noblewoman Madge. Meanwhile, shieldmaiden Katniss grows closer to captive monk Peeta. Gadge/Everlark historical AU with background Odesta and other pairings. Katniss, Vampire Slayer (Mature) “Into every generation a slayer is born.” the man droned out slowly, quietly, in a way that made her think he was quoting something. “One girl in all the world. A chosen one. She alone will wield the strength and skill to fight the vampires, demons, and the forces of darkness; to stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their number. She is the Slayer.” // Haymitch mocked. “One girl in all the world. Ain’t I just lucky it had to be you.” 14) How To Train Your Dragon Becoming Lífþrasir (Hiccstrid) People often wondered what kept Hiccup going during those early years. When that single, most-treasured thing is taken from him, there is little left to keep him on Berk. The day Stoick returns, and the day before the best recruit is finally chosen, Hiccup leaves Berk; little knowing that he would one day return under … strange circumstances. H/A, R/F, rated for violence. HTTYD Easter Special Sequel to “The Unholy Offspring,” set after the season finale. When Alvin the Treacherous threatens Asgard with a rogue demigod’s help, Hiccup and Berk’s Dragon Riders must prevent an early Ragnorak. It doesn’t help that Alvin has learned to tame dragons, and that the only god that can help Hiccup is a sullen, suspicious boy named Mud. Happy Eos week, Hiccup! The Blacksmith’s Apprentice (Hiccstrid) AU. Hiccup never took the shot on that fateful night-and the war continued. Three years later, Berk is beset by dragon raids and hostile tribes while the boy who should have saved the island is merely the assistant in the forge. With only Astrid as his friend, fate gives Hiccup one more chance to end the war and become the hero he was meant to be. Hiccstrid. Snap (Hiccstrid, Mature) He was just supposed to fix her back, and she doubted that at first. She definitely didn’t expect to get dragged into the ethics of a girlish crush. Modern AU. 15) Star Wars Double Agent Vader The one where Vader turned double agent for the Rebellion about three years after ROTS, and Leia is now his primary contact with the Rebellion. Or, a man attempts to escape slavery by turning into one of his culture heroes, teaching his daughter how to do magic, killing people, and flower arranging. A New History During a heated battle, Dooku escaped into the past! Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker follow to stop him, but discover that Dooku went to the past where Obi-Wan is a young padawan to a very much alive Qui-Gon Jinn. Now, the two must go undercover to stop Dooku’s plans from coming to fruition in order to save not only the future, but also young Obi-Wan Kenobi and Qui-Gon Jinn. Pulse AU for ROTS. As Padme’s life hangs in the balance on Mustafar, a stream of brilliant light causes Anakin to reconsider his choices. Jedi Shmi AU Shmi leaves Tatooine with Anakin and goes to the Jedi Temple.

#Stuff to do #while youre stuck inside #due to coronavirus #eastonia reccs #fanfiction recommendation

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OC Masterlist

Quick intros for my OCs as I’m going to write about them and there’s nothing you can do about it.

Rosalia Scarlett Dawn AKA Rose-

My main girl, healing powers, the MCU version of her was recruited by SHIELD right after she got her first PHD after she was caught studying alien biology, takes her a while to become an actual superhero as her healing powers were hard to convert into anything that she could put on the field, with help from her anti-hero/ villain nemesis who she has had sexual tension with ever since they shared a dorm in medical school but then she became unethical and ignorant of the people around her ergo turning into a bad guy. Rose is usually good and wholesome but she has a dark destructive side that was awoken after her nemesis used her powers on her. Rose is selfless to the point of not taking care of herself because any time spent not helping people with her powers is time wasted in her eyes and she tends to take medical cases that no one else can, usually pertaining to other powered people, aliens, magic illnesses, etc.

Roses Intro Sheet - SHIELD & Hydra

Andromeda Starling-

Roses endgame girlfriend, shapeshifter, in the MCU she accidentally used a Hydra spaceship to escape the planet as her parents were both scientists involved with that kind of thing. She didn’t really think it through and she ended up on a skrull refugee planet where she crash landed and had to be enhanced to save her life. She’s not good at teamwork and tends to be a loner as she’s afraid to get close to people. She hates being bossed around and work with other people. She can do most on her own just fine. She hates having to admit she needs help with something. She’s a pretty decent pilot and prefers swords over guns. If she likes someone enough to become attached, she get’s very protective and even a bit clingy but that rarely happens.

Andromeda’s Intro Sheet - Andromeda Portrait - Simple Lesbians - B&W Portrait

Adisa Crow AKA Doctor Plague-

Roses nemesis, she was subtly jealous of Roses powers so she secretly tried to recreate them, instead the outcome gave her powers that could reverse other’s powers against them and make normal people ill. She became a virus in every sense of the word and even tech malfunctions around her. But her powers affect herself a little, making her go a little crazy over time and more willing to do fucked up things in the name of science. Yes she wears a plague doctor mask that helps her powers not affect herself. Her powers also heighten her negative feelings and only give her relief when she uses her powers on other people as it hates being restricted. She’s given up on being free of it and has embraced her role as a super-plague. It’s actually kind of sad really...

Adisa Crow Portrait - Nemesis Tension

Phoenix AKA Maat (Matt) Ramses-

Necromancer goth mom, grew up an orphan with the sorcerers of Kamar Taj as her parents were wakandan sorcerers who died protecting the reality and the ancient one sensed her magic potential, however she wasn’t great at the normal magic that they tried to teach her. She had to steal forbidden books about necromancy to really get a hold of her powers. She left the sorcerers and found others like her, connected to death, and she made a family. but eventually she would have to investigate her roots in wakanda and it may not be pretty. She inherited her parents relics, a gold sword with a hilt of wings and a gold helmet based on the helms of the egyptian pharaohs. Maat didn’t quite work as a vigilante, she just was drawn to people that needed her help and she literally can’t stop herself from intervening when humanity can be so terrible. Anyway she hates cops and abusers and rapists and all that and she does her best to help the people that they hurt.

Phoenix Portrait - Open Helmet Idea - The magic relics

Diana Schmitt-

Trans girl mutant who can control and melt metal and glass, making her own weapons on the fly and using debris to her advantage. Her left arm and her right leg were frozen off by anti-mutant extremists and she makes herself prosthetics with her powers made of glass shards that she can use and layers of different kinds of metal with the outside being gold because she likes the aesthetic. She’s covered in scars from the torture and from her own forging projects. She loves making things and does her best to be positive and kind to other people but trauma is still trauma and superheroes aren’t known for going to therapy. She has PTSD and gets triggered by excessive cold and dark places. She has to learn to confront her pain and move beyond it, while also going to therapy and stuff.

Diana Portrait - Pride Month Portrait - Early Intro Sheet

Guinevere Kaimana-

literally a mermaid who spent several decades under the water as a hermit and has water powers and electric eel levels of electric powers. (until she’s at her most powerful but still not more than like some thunder in a tropical storm, she can’t like summon lighting to strike people or anything.) In the MCU she’s a mutant who left after her mutation out of fear of rejection and in my fantasy version of my OC universe she’s a pirate mermaid princess. She figured out how to temporarily turn her tail into a tail shaped skirt and tattoos on her legs similar to fishnet tights. She can’t stay human for very long and when she’s human she has to be fully hydrated or she could die. She has an enemies to competitors to friends to lovers with Diana and it’s a very slow burn.

Gwen Pride Portrait - mermay

Alexandria Iriklitis-

Superhero therapist with a magic voice. Her singing can manipulate the emotions of anyone that can hear it, even through recordings and microphones and stuff, and eventually she can use it to control objects around her through levitation and even destroying the area around her if she’s emotionally charged and loud enough (which happens when she goes temporarily deaf and thinks that she can’t responsibly use her powers anymore.) She has to be very careful with her powers as music is already made to affect peoples emotions but with her powers, any miscalculation can be destructive. Someone may have bad memories of a happy song and elevate those bad feelings. So she usually depends on non-lyrical songs and her own improvisation skills. In my fantasy OC universe she’s a magic bard that’s drawn to chaos and flirts with everyone because she’s a bard. She tries not to use her magic voice to make people do things they don’t want to do, she tries to not rely on it to get whatever she wants.

Alex Portrait

Artemis Dawn-

Roses non-powered sister who is a SHEILD agent that struggles with living in her sisters shadow. They go through an arc of repairing their relationship and get to the point of being very close and killing for each other. Artemis specializes in sharpshooting, martial arts, and disguises. She uses makeup and clothing and wigs to completely change her appearance to a point where even the people that know her best won’t recognize her. In the fantasy AU universe she dresses up as a man to become a knight after being shamed out of her princess status. She’s a badass and deals with a major inferiority complex and has to prove that she’s just as good as her superpowered sister. When hydra takes over shield, she has to save her sister from their clutches and causes Roses first power burst that kills the hydra agents by forcing their bones to grow together to turn them into grotesque body horror statues. Fun. Artemis has a cold hard exterior but softens up around her sister and it confuses her colleagues to no end. Not many people knew she could smile outside of a role.

Artemis Portrait

Unreleased art under the cut!

Gwen without face paint and weird colors, yes her lips are blue all the time

pride drawing for Rose

Phoenix and Diana as part of a mass drawing of my ocs that I gave up on but I liked the way they both looked in it so here it is now.

old headshot when i wanted to experiment with Roses mask

angry freckles

minor oc, i do actually think i posted it but I haven’t made enough about them to know what I want them to be besides absolutely bangin with their character design

COMMISSIONS I’VE HAD DONE OF THEM

Andromeda by tinymintywolf

Anthro Rose by scriiblesbymarti on insta i couldn’t find them on here oof

Spider-rose that I won by emkayoh

rose icon by tinymintywolf

#OC masterlist #send me asks about them #i wanna talk about them #im going to write about them whether you guys like it or not so here's your chance of having a choice in what it ends up being

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wheredidhiseyebrowsgo · 5 years

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hello!! do you guys know of any stories with unrequited love but not actually? like once of them thinks it’s unrequited and is really sad about it but the other actually feels the same?

This sounds like mutual pining to me! - Anastasia

Cookies and Muffins and Pies by rieraclaelin

(1/1 I 1,463 I General I Sterek)

“You only bake pies when you are upset,” Derek said quietly.

“What are you talking about, dude?” Stiles sighed as he pulled the blueberry filling out from the refrigerator and set it on the counter to wait for the pie crust to finish.

“You make muffins when you’re tired and have had a rough day at work. You make cookies when you are angry at Scott for something, which, judging by how our cookie jar at the meetings is always full, you must be angry at him a lot. Not that I blame you.” Stiles snorted as he still refused to look at Derek, but he could feel his shoulders hunching up the more he talked. “But pies? Pies are when you are really upset. When you are hurt. What happened?”

second chances off highway 1 by bleep0bleep

(1/1 I 2,380 I Teen I Sterek)

It's four am at Hale's, and Stiles Stilinski has just walked back into Derek's life.

“Derek?”It’s so soft and hesitant that Derek thinks he imagined it.

I Would Fake Forever With You by Halevetica

(4/? I 2,803 I Not Rated I Sterek)

Derek Hale is the black sheep of the family, always has been. That's why he moved to Seattle. Now he's got a job he loves, a nice apartment with an incredibly hot and endearing neighbor, Stiles Stilinski. One night when Derek's overly large and demanding family shows up early for their yearly visit, they run into Stiles, who is accidentally introduced as Derek's boyfriend.

The Bad Plan by Smowkie

(1/1 I 4,290 I Teen I Sterek)

“You’re gonna have to cuddle,” Kira said, her eyebrows raised as she looked between Derek and Stiles. “Are you okay with that?”

Stiles scoffed, but Derek could tell he was blushing. “I think we can manage some fake cuddling,” he said.

“Yeah, it’s only when she’s there,” Derek said. “Not like we have to do it for long.”

“Yeah, it’s fine,” Stiles said, and Derek momentarily closed his eyes at the stumble of Stiles’ heart, tried to not let the hurt show.

”And some handholding should be enough for her to notice you, but you’re gonna have to be wolfy,” Kira said, and Stiles grinned at Derek.

”I’ll make sure to wag my tail around you,” Derek deadpanned with a flat look to Stiles, whose grin just widened.

In which they come up with a really bad plan to stop the latest villain and Stiles and Derek have to cuddle. It's all very horrible and has absolutely no right being that nice.

A Chance To Be With You by CelestialVoid

(1/1 I 4,591 I Explicit I Sterek)

Boyd and Parrish drag Derek out to have drinks with a few members of the forensic unit, but one things leads to another and Derek ends up going home with Stiles.

My Nemesis? by BookWyrm07

(3/3 I 6,850 I Mature I Liam/Theo)

Super Wolf and Chimera have been assigned to be nemeses by the organizations that manage these things. Things were going great, until it was time for Liam and Theo to take off the masks and help their friends move in together.

Can they maintain their friendships and working relationship without killing each other?

City trees never sleep by Analinea

(7/? I 10,192 I Not Rated I Sterek)

When Stiles gets turned, the only person he wants to stay with is Derek.

Growl by hep

(8/? I 15,434 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek is tasked with running the Hale family's restaurants in New York. He begrudgingly agrees to hire Cora's high-school friend, Stiles.Along with the pressures of running the business there are some pack politics at play that he doesn't fully understand, yet.

Put Down in Words by paintedrecs

(31/31 I 203,776 I Mature I Sterek)

“Oh,” Stiles said, his voice coming out low and breathy, “fuck me.”

“I don’t think that’s on the syllabus, but we can check to see if there’s a spot open in any of his classes,” Scott said, grinning.

“This isn’t an actual professor, though,” Stiles insisted, unable to resist brushing his thumb over the sharp line of the man’s bearded jaw. He was laughing at something off-camera, the shot taken in three-quarters view, his coat collar casually rumpled and opened to reveal a sliver of a simple grey t-shirt. The whole thing was deliberately calculated to lend him a more accessible feel, and god help him, Stiles was falling for it.

When Stiles signed up for Dr. Hale’s intro to history class, he had two goals: knock out the credits his advisor was bugging him to complete before he graduated, and spend a few hours a week daydreaming about his sexy professor’s salt and pepper beard.

Derek, a few months away from turning forty and not sure when his life had started feeling so damn lonely, had never encountered someone like Stiles before. Bright-eyed, sharp-tongued, determined to throw Derek’s carefully cultivated world into disarray…and absolutely the last person Derek should be falling in love with.

Expiration Dates by KaliopeShipsIt

(22/22 I 226.825 I Mature I Sterek)

When 13-year old orphaned Derek Hale tests positive as a male carrier, his newly appointed guardian and uncle Peter uses his influence to make the test result go away, aware that in their deeply carrier-phobic society his nephew’s status could prove to be the downfall of the family company.

16 years later Derek is pressured into firing eight months-pregnant Danny Mahealani, creating a publicity scandal that, as the Equal Rights for Carriers movement gains more and more ground, results in an unprecedented media outrage targeted towards Hale & Argent Publishers.

A very reluctant Derek finds himself forced into defending his company’s prejudiced views on national television, facing off in heated debates against Stiles Stilinski, a guy he happened to have a one-night stand with months ago and has been pining over ever since. Stiles is a disgruntled former Hale & Argent employee, a staunch supporter of the ERC movement, he hates everything Derek stands for … and, courtesy of an expired condom, he’s also, unknowingly, the father of the child Derek wasn’t even aware he could carry in the first place.

#teen wolf #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #pining #anon

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tsundanire · 5 years

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Fireworks

FIRST OF ALL~ I want to wish the incredible @julcheninred the happiest of birthdays. You are the best, and deserve all the amazing things.

Pairing: Drarry Rating: T ish Summary: When it happens, Harry sees fireworks Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21507754

Or read it below~

The path up to the new Malfoy Manor was paved in fairy lights and brilliantly coloured flowers. Harry’s face was covered—as per the masquerade invitation—with a mask made of black ravens’ feathers. Luna’s idea of course, as was the suit he wore, which matched his mask in that almost iridescent blue/black colour of the feathers.

She had suggested that going for something more muted and simple would keep him from standing out too much, and allow him to enjoy the evening as he pleased. Everyone else had gone for decorations out the wazoo, in bright colours and stunning embellishments.

The war had taken its toll on everyone in some way or another, and with the passing of the Malfoy patriarch, Draco had taken on the responsibility of restoring his family’s name. It had taken Harry by surprise, knowing that many of the causes he fought for and worked towards, were being funded and pushed by his former nemesis.

At some point, it had become easier for them to simply acknowledge one another and work together, rather than push for the same things separately. It worked in both their favours, as Harry’s reputation as the Saviour removed the black mark on Draco’s, and Draco was likewise able to introduce Harry to the right people with the most influence. Together they managed to build an entire sanctuary dedicated to the orphans of the war, funding for education programs for young witches and wizards born in muggle families, and other programs for young purebloods to educate them in a more muggle fashion prior to their Hogwarts schooling.

Looking back on the last year, Harry was extremely proud of all the things they’d been able to accomplish by working together; however, the victory felt slightly bittersweet in comparison to the lives they had lost during the war. What if they had worked together then? Would the war have ended before it had even begun? How different would things have been down the road?

“Harry, looking sharp.” Blaise offered his hand to shake, as Harry climbed the steps and crossed the threshold of the Manor’s double doors. He sported a stunning mask made of gold peacock feathers, and a suit that was mostly purple but with gold trimming all over.

“Blaise. Nice suit! Where’s Nev?” Harry shook the extended hand and grinned. The two boys had met during one of their many pub nights, when Harry had extended the invitation to Draco, who had then extended it to his own friends. It was their first test as possible friends, to see if Harry and his friends could handle being even in the same room with a bunch of Slytherins.

And while it had been tenuous at best, the group found that they all fit together in different ways, but ways that worked. Neville and Blaise had hit it off so well, in fact, that they had started dating and were almost completely inseparable.

“Oh, he’s around. Last I saw, he was chattering excitedly with Narcissa about her thoughts regarding the Horned Willow out back.” Blaise rolled his eyes, but it was evident that he was head over heels for the Herbology Professor.

“Right.” Harry laughed, shaking his head.

The two walked in side-by-side, watching as their friends and other influential people mulled about, dancing in the ballroom, chatting over snacks in the adjacent dining hall. They briefly spoke about a piece of legislation about to hit the Ministry’s hands, when Harry looked across the room and saw him.

At the far side of the room, beyond the dancers twirling about in a graceful waltz, Draco stood talking to some of his guests. His face may have been covered, but even from this far, Harry knew immediately it was him. It could have been the many years he’d spent at Hogwarts, questionably obsessed with the pointy git, or even the last few years they’d spent in each other’s close company. Regardless, Harry knew.

“And then I stuck a carrot up his bum.” Blaise continued nonchalantly.

“Wait, what?!” Harry rounded on him, but Blaise was laughing.

“Just wanted to see if you were paying attention.” Blaise slapped a hand on Harry’s shoulders, both of them watching Draco. “He is rather fetching in those robes, don’t you think?”

It was unequivocally true. Blue was—without a doubt—Draco’s colour. The robes themselves were made up of layers of different shades of blue, from the deepest of Royals, to the palest of periwinkles, and the shape was very suitable for Draco’s lengthy frame. If anything, he looked every inch the charming Prince.

“Yeah…Very fetching.” Harry found himself agreeing without realizing. And when he did, he stumbled over his words in a panic. “What I mean is-... You see-... Oh, bugger it.” Harry sighed, to Blaise’s amusement.

“It’s alright, Harry. Everyone pretty much knows already.”

“Knows what?” He looked incredulously at Blaise’s smirking face.

“Knows that you’ve been in love with him since, Merlin only knows when. A long time, at any rate.” Blaise lowered his hands, watching Harry carefully. “You’re extremely oblivious to your own feelings, let alone others’ towards you. So I’ll say this much to push things along, and put us all out of our misery of listening to you two pining over each other for another year.”

Harry blinked. “I do not pine, thank you very much.”

“Harry, shut up and listen. You aren’t the only one pining.” Blaise looked at him, expression so determined. Harry felt something was trying to be conveyed to him.

“Wait a minute…” Harry frowned, wheels in his head turning a mile a minute. He flicked a glance towards Draco, who’d finally caught sight of him. The smile on Draco’s face was breathtaking, as if Harry’s arrival was the thing he’d been waiting for the whole night, and now he was here. “Oh.”

“There it is!” Blaise laughed, his relief evident. “Well, I’ll leave you to it then. I think it’s time I rescued Narcissa from my boyfriend.”

Harry stood there, stunned and barely able to take in a breath. Some of that must have shown on his face because Draco started to look concerned. Harry shook his head minutely, as the song ended and the dancers applauded the band. Although another song played shortly after, Harry could hear in his head, the first notes of a different song altogether. Violins and a soft voice, singing in a bar because they were drunk off their asses and it felt like a great idea at the time.

The smile that touched his lips spread across his face until he was chuckling to himself. He started walking forward, gracefully through the dancers, watching as Draco’s face morphed from concerned, to perplexed, before it finally settled on joy when Harry arrived at his side and offered him his hand.

“May I have this dance, Mr Malfoy?” Harry asked with a grin. Draco knew how much Harry hated dancing in public, but took his hand anyway.

“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to ask?”

Harry shook his head, pulling Draco to the floor, and following in the steps of the dance with a strange ease he’d never had before. Perhaps it was because he was dancing with Draco.

“You’ll have to forgive me. I’m a bit obtuse sometimes.” Harry smiled, cheeks pink, and a slight fever running through him. Everything felt hazy and wonderful.

When the song concluded, Draco took the lead, and slowly waltzed them outside towards the back garden. It was a bit more private there, but just as beautiful as the rest of the decorated manor.

There was a path through the gardens that they followed, nothing but the glowing fairy lights and the moon to guide the way. They said nothing to each other as they walked, but their hands entwined together. Harry was caught up in thoughts, wondering how he’d missed so much, how long ago they could have started this. Draco continued to lead them down narrow walkways and through a flower-covered archway, hidden away towards the back of the garden. It was far enough away from the manor that they could barely hear the music—which had been hard to talk over when actually in the room. A large willow tree stood strong and beautiful, covered in brilliant lights, their own private alcove where Harry could see the sparkle in Draco’s eyes.

He felt Draco backing him against the tree’s trunk, fingers sliding behind his head to undo the mask.

“There… Now I can see those perfect green eyes of yours.” Draco murmured.

The blush bloomed beneath Harry’s cheeks, till he was sure he was glowing. He reciprocated, reaching up to undo Draco’s in return. The depth of feeling in Draco’s face made the urge to kiss him nearly irresistible.

“Did you know… you have freckles… on your nose?” Harry whispered as he leaned in.

Kissing Draco was like the end of life itself. His breath left him in a heavy gust that felt like surrendering his soul to the Gods. He’d always thought it was over-embellishing when people told him that first kiss with the right person was like fireworks. But as the sky above them lit up with bangs and brightly coloured sparks, Harry knew it was true.

#drarry squad #drarry #hp fanfiction

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darkzorua100 · 6 years

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Top 10 Yu-Gi-Oh Vrains 2019 Wish List!

Well folks, it is that time of the year again! Continuing the trend of 2016, 2017, and 2018, I present to you guys my Top 10 Yu-Gi-Oh Vrains Wish List for 2019. With the final battle between Team Playmaker and the Knights of Hanoi beginning this week, I feel like this is the perfect time to get this list out. Just like the last few, this is just my wish list of the 10 things I want to see happen this year in Yu-Gi-Oh Vrains. If you like this idea, feel free to make your own list of what you would like to see happen this year for Yu-Gi-Oh Vrains. Last year, on the 2018 list, 8/10 of the things I wanted to see happen actually did happen so hopefully the same will be said for this list as we go into our more then likely final full year of this series. So without further ado, the list!

10. Pendulum Summoning

Kicking off this list is our final Summoning Method: Pendulum. For those that didn’t see my 2018 list wish, my number 1 want for Vrains was for the other summoning methods to be introduced into the show. That wish was granted when season 2 started as we now have Ritual, Fusion, Synchro, and Xyz now in addition to Link Summon. It shouldn’t be long before we have our full rainbow of the summoning methods which is why this is at the bottom of the list. I do like the address the concern about Pendulums being added to Yu-Gi-Oh Vrains while I’m talking about this. Some people don’t think Pendulums will be added just do to the fact that they don’t work at all with Speed Duels. Others think that adding in Pendulums will be to much with how they have been handing the inclusion of the other methods. Here’s how I see it. First off, why wouldn’t they introduce Pendulums when everything else has been added to the roster. That just doesn’t make sense. Futhermore, out of everything that took a hit from Master Rule 4, Pendulums got nerfed the most. If anything, out of all the summoning methods, Pendulums were the ones that needed to be showcased in the anime to show how they work now with Master Rule 4. Just because they don’t work at all in Speed Duels doesn’t mean they shouldn’t be showcase at all. We have Master Duels for a reason afterall. I am curious to know who is going to be the first person in the show to perform a Pendulum Summon. Following the theme of the last four main core sets, Rising Rampage cover card will probably be a Pendulum Monster. Since all the cover cards have been monsters used by only Playmaker and Revolver, my bet is on one of those two and I’m honestly learning more towards Revolver being the first to Pendulum Summon. I don’t believe we have seen all of his new tricks yet when it comes to countering the Ignises. Plus his archetype is just made to Pendulum Summon more so then Playmaker’s.

9. Other Forms of Dueling

So I doubt this one will actually happen, which is why it is so low on the list, but since we got the return of the old summoning methods during season 2, why can’t we get the return of some of the old forms of dueling from the previous series during season 3? When Yu-Gi-Oh Vrains, at the time only known to use as Yu-Gi-Oh Sixth, was first revealed, I remember talk about Riding Duels and Action Duels making a return in some form. That might have been a mistranslation, or hinting at the Speed Duels, but either way, I would love to see the return of them to the series. Like how freaking cool would it be to see Riding Duels in VR? I know people already talk about Ryoken being Yusei/Stardust Dragon so why not make that even more on point by giving Revolver a D-Wheel? Then there are Actions Duels and while the Actions Cards themselves got really annoying towards the end because of how plot device convenient they were, the idea behind them was still amazing to me. Duelists actually getting to run around the field instead of just standing in place the whole time just made the duels so much more enjoyable and in my opinion one of the best aspects about ARC-V. Again think of something like that in Link Vrains. Even something like Coaster Duels from Zexal would be something cool and like the others a nice throwback to a previous series and to see something old in a new virtual light. Again I highly doubt will we see any of these but if for some reason we do, I will be losing my god damn mind.

8. Yusaku/Playmaker Losing a Duel

So another one I had on my 2018 List. This one was number 2 on it. A year had past and Playmaker is still undefeated. Now it resides at number 8 because I highly doubt he is ever going to lose at this point. I hate unbeatable characters. It doesn’t make the duels any fun when the outcome is so predicable and that’s what Playmakers duels have become at this point. I want him to have a lose just because he needs one (and so does Soulburner while I’m on this topic) but seriously just so much added character development could come from it because of his PTSD. We have never seen Yusaku at his most vulnerable yet and it really is about time that Yusaku learns what it really means to be a main protagonist of a Yu-Gi-Oh series. I say this now but whenever, if ever, he does lose, oh boy the instant regret is going to hit hard.

7. Yusaku’s Parents

Following number 8 is another thing having to do with Yusaku and that’s his parents. What the heck is going on with this? It shocks me so much that we seriously know nothing about them especially looking back on the previous series. Yusei, Yuma, and Yuya’s fathers all played important roles in their respective series. While Yugi’s parents were never around, his grandfather was a supporting character and was Yugi’s main driving force during Duelist Kingdom. The only one coming close to Yusaku in the parent development is Judai but at least we knew why his parents were never around, add to the fact that GX was set in a branding school which makes sense why they wouldn’t be apart of the story. When it comes to Yusaku’s parents, we just know nothing about them which is super fascinating to me knowing his backstory should have his parents helping him through this kind of trauma but we see nothing of them. Heck he’s living by himself in a crappy apartment! Compared that to everyone else in the show. I mean sure everyone’s either a born orphan or lost their parents because a accident but at least we know why they aren't around. There has to be something more going on when it comes to Yusaku’s parents if they haven’t been mentioned once. I’m still betting on the fact that Yusaku’s father is the King Chess Piece because fathers in Yu-Gi-Oh, as of the last three series, always have some kind of major role to fulfill.

6. The Connection

Basically, this is a grouping of more details when it comes to the Hanoi Project, the Lost Children, and their Ignises. I feel like we are only scratching at the surface when it comes to this single event that started it all. I want to know what actually is going on between the Lost Children and their Ignises and this connection they have as seen with Yusaku and Ai both having Link Sense and Spectre being able to feel Earth’s death. I want to see more of Ryoken’s POV of when he was speaking to Yusaku and when he reported the incident to the police and to see how Dr. Kogami was actually kidnapped by SOL and put into a coma by them. I want to see how the Ignises were actually created, how they were shaped from their respective kid. There is just so much I feel like we are being left in the dark about when it comes to the Lost Incident and I hope will be will getting some of these answers soon as we go into the final battle against Lightning or sometime during season 3.

5. The Return of Dr. Kiyoshi Kogami

Continuing the theme of the last one, we have this asshole. I refuse to believe this man, who essentially is the cause of everything that has happened so far in Vrains, will permanently stay dead until the end of the show. Honestly, I think it would be so interesting if he did come back to life in some form from him being some kind of digital ghost in Link Vrains to Lightning creating a clone of his creator during the final battle, which I’m betting money will actually happen. After Soulburner outburst during his duel against Revolver, I want to see the Lost Children come face to face with the man who destroyed their lives. I want to see how Yusaku and Takeru would react to him so badly. Mostly I just want him to return to give us some more information on the Hanoi Project and because him returning would be such amazing character development for Ryoken. I’m crossing my fingers so hard for a Revolver vs Dr. Kogami match because Ryoken will essentially be having to confront all of his demons aka his father and if that doesn’t scream Ryoken break down, I don’t know what will.

4. Miyu and Jin getting Involved

For number 4, I want our Water and Light Lost Children to get involved in the story as their own characters, like they should be because they are freaking Lost Children, instead of driving forces for other characters (aka Aoi and Kusanagi). I want Miyu out of her coma, I want her to get her Ignis back, and I want her to kick ass. Same pretty much goes for Jin. I want him to free himself from Lightning, hopefully they will work through their differences, Jin can slowly move on from his trauma, and I want him to kick ass. Nothing else really to say about this. I just don’t want them to be the Rin and Ruri of Vrains, made to be these all important characters to the story, only to have them do nothing of their own free will. You can blame Nemesis for getting me so invested in the Lost Children and wanting them to be important.

3. The SOL Technologies Chess Pieces

Season 3 of Vrains should be starting around late April to early May and I’m willing to bet that SOL is going to be our main and final bad guys of the show. They have been getting more involved with the introduction of Queen during season two but we still don’t know what’s going on with the other five. We still don’t know who Knight, Rook, and Bishop are and we still have yet to even meet King and Pawn. When it comes to their role, since we still have yet to have a tournament arc for Vrains, I’m willing to bet that SOL will throw a tournament, using Earth’s data as a prize, in order to get Team Playmaker and the Knights of Hanoi to complete. From there, I’m hoping will be will be driving more into what SOL ultimate plan is for with the Ignises and to find out the identities of the other members.

2. Playmaker/Revolver Tag Duel

Number 3 last year is now number 2 and god damn it Vrains, when are we getting this tag duel?! This isn’t even just me being Datastormshipping trash, this team up would just be freaking epic. Please for the love of god, make the final battle against Lightning be a team up of Revolver and Playmaker. With the reveal of Firewall Xceed Dragon, the synergy between these two would be on point if Playmaker uses its effect to bring back one of Revolver’s Topologic monsters. I would scream so badly if that happens. I would also scream if Revolver ends up getting knocked out and Playmakers just snaps. I won’t deny the Datastormshipping biased there but for real, this is just a team up we need to see happen because the protagonist and rival team ups are a stable of the Yu-Gi-Oh series and they always lead to some amazing duels.

1. Windy’s Origin

When it came to what I wanted to see in Yu-Gi-Oh Vrains the most, it was a no brainer. I want his kid revealed already! Windy’s Kid is in such an interesting position because there is just so much they could do with him with how they established him. Throwing aside the fact that he could very well be dead, which I highly doubt, you have this character who has been through the hell of the Hanoi Project, had to deal with his own trauma because of it, only to be thrown into another hell because of his Ignis. He has to be seriously burned because of this or even paralyzed. And that’s just on the physical side of things. Again the emotional side is what I’m so curious about. He probably hates the Knights of Hanoi for what he did to him, he probably hates the Ignises because of what Windy did to him, I want to know whose side he’s going to be on which is why I’m so convinced he has to be working with SOL Technologies and might even be one of the Chess Pieces. And since we know that Windy is a full blown psychopath, I crossing my fingers so hard that his kid is also one because damn it we need more psychos in Vrains and I think it would be so interesting to see just the pure opposite end of the spectrum of the effects of the Hanoi Project on its victims. You have Yusaku who took his trauma and became a hero and then you have Windy’s kid who could have took his trauma and became the villain. Again just so much they could do with him and I can’t wait to see how he will be revealed to us.

And honestly, I just want him revealed because I need him to be for Nemesis.

#vrains #Wish List #Top Ten #vrains spoilers?

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badnovels · 6 years

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Did I miss the porn!Peeta fic posting? Because there are few things that would upset me more than if I missed one of your fics about a porn!Peeta. Just that phrase makes me tingly. #everlark #it'sbeensolong #butnorush #lyingtho

No, you haven’t missed anything! It’s below the cut.

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“He’s being a real bitch today,” Glimmer complained. She left a trail of her namesake across the floor as she stalked down the hallway. Her beautiful face, heavily made-up to appear flawless on screen, was mutinous. Her body was covered in a sheer peignoir that was dripping glitter as she walked, and her surgically enhanced breasts pointed rosy-tipped nipples at Katniss, which she studiously tried to ignore as she replied to an email on her phone.

“Sorry.” Katniss shrugged and finally met the other girl’s eyes. She slipped her phone in her back pocket and sighed. “You know I don’t control him. No one can.”

To say that Peeta Mellark was an unstoppable force was an understatement. That anyone believed she had any real sway over him was laughable on a good day, but today wasn’t going to be a good day, because yesterday? Peeta caught her doing something she’d sworn never to do.

He hadn’t spoken to her since.

And considering he didn’t go one hour without texting or calling or giving her some sort of order…well. Katniss wasn’t about to start making any demands on his schedule. He’d sent her one line this morning: studio @ nine. When she’d arrived, he was sequestered in a room that was already shooting a scene, and she’d been loitering in the hallway like a troll ever since.

“Oh, whatever,” Glimmer said with a derisive frown. “You’re his precious…” Katniss stared at her. “…personal assistant,” she finished with a little more respect. “You could at least give us a heads up. I hate when he crashes in like this.”

“Look. He owns the production company,” Katniss said. She drank deeply from the tepid cup of coffee in her hand and grimaced. Peeta liked it sugar-sweet and full of cream, the opposite of her preference, but she needed fortification this morning if she were going to deal with a confrontation with temperamental talent. “He can show up whenever he wants.”

“Yeah, but I thought he was above all…this…now.” Glimmer gestured vaguely with her hands. “He can just sit back and relax while we make money for him on our backs.”

She choked during her next long sip. “You make him sound like a pimp.”

“If the shoe fits! It’s ridiculous how he storms in here-” The words cut off like a scratched record, and Katniss didn’t have to turn to know why.

“For your information,” Peeta said, taking the coffee cup from Katniss’ hand without acknowledging her. “A pimp wouldn’t pay you nearly as well as I do.”

“I didn’t mean…I just meant…” Glimmer stammered, backing away.

“Maybe if you put as much passion into your scenes as you do talking shit about me, we wouldn’t have to do so many reshoots,” he said. His trademark blue eyes were cold.

“I’m sorry, sir.”

“Go cry it out in the dressing room,” he said. “When you come back, I expect you to be professional and ready to nail your scenes. Literally.”

Glimmer fled. Katniss cleared her throat.

“That was unnecessary, don’t you think?” She tried as hard as she could to sound normal.

“Don’t even start,” Peeta warned, his voice low. He lifted the cup and glared at the lip gloss-stained rim. “You had to drink my fucking coffee?”

“I drink it every morning. Out of spite.”

“Why’d you do it?” he asked suddenly, throwing the half-full cup into the trash.

“Well.” She chewed on her lip and looked at the wall behind him. “I really didn’t know you were that serious about your coffee.”

“Don’t.”

Katniss exhaled and closed her eyes. She couldn’t believe he was actually going to bring it up. Why couldn’t they just quietly go about ignoring unsaid things? It worked for them.

“Do you really have to do this right now?” she mumbled, turning away. She had a hard time meeting his eyes. “Let it go.”

“I had one request. One rule,” Peeta said, grasping her arm and pulling her back toward him. “Look at me.”

She reluctantly did as he asked, her face burning.

“I asked you not to watch my films,” he said slowly, “because of this. Right here.”

“This, what?”

He gave her a resentful look, his handsome face showing the true depth of his anger. He didn’t look like a polished, successful entrepreneur at that moment. He didn’t look like the funny, humble man that he was sometimes with her in private, a hard-won intimacy and friendship she’d developed as the person who looked after his every need for the past three years. Peeta now looked like the raw, brutish person who fought his way up from a dodgy, orphaned childhood, where he transitioned from a homeless teen to an edgy adult film star who specialized in controversial, rough kink.

“This. Where you can barely talk to me. Where you treat me like I’m something to be ashamed of,” he said, voice hard.

“Jesus!” she exclaimed. “Do you really think I’m that much of a prude? I work for the owner of a porn company.”

“You’re my assistant because you had no choice,” Peeta reminded her with a curl of his upper lip. “You’d be on the first flight outta LA if you’d had any other options. You took this job because you were broke and desperate, and Prim begged me for the favor.”

“That’s really low.” Disbelief flared, taking the place of embarassment. “Don’t bring my sister into this.”

“Why not?” he taunted her, his beautiful smile unkind and cruel.

“Because…” She was speechless with anger and confusion and hurt. This was all spiraling so out of control. They were breaking every one of their rules, even the unspoken ones.

“Just say it.” He stepped into her space, crowding her against the wall. “It’s because I fucked her? Years ago? Aw.” He was all faux-solicitousness. “It was just for the movies, sweetheart.”

Katniss’ vision blurred. “No.” The sudden outrage made her shake, and another emotion, something sharper and brighter and painful, made her eyes burn. “Because you dragged her into this shit.”

His laugh was a bitter, brittle thing. “Now we get to the truth. The shit.” He was so close now that their foreheads were practically touching. “The disgusting porn industry that Katniss Everdeen is so far above. Who cares that it pays your bills every month.”

She pushed him, but he didn’t move. Peeta was big, and hard, and though he didn’t have a reason to keep his body in the same peak physical condition he needed back when he starred in the movies that he now produced, he was just as buff as he’d ever been.

“You’re putting words into my mouth. She’s my baby sister. I wanted…I wanted something else. I wanted her to go to school. To be a doctor. And then she met you, and the next thing I know, she’s banging people on screen and changing her name to Rose Deen.”

“I didn’t make her do anything. She asked me for a foot in the door. And she’s successful. She’s happy,” Peeta gritted out. “Prim’s my friend. I’d never hurt her, not then. Not now.”

“It doesn’t hurt that you’re making a heavy profit off of her now, either,” she said meanly, regretting it instantly when a flash of hurt that swiftly turned to anger crossed his face. God, envy made her a bitch. “Wait-”

“It’s fine.” He gave her a blank look, the kind he sent to people who didn’t matter. “It’s time to watch the dailies. You’re coming with me.”

“But I don’t do that,” she protested feebly, flustered from both the request and what she had just said to him. “Finnick usually does that with you.”

“Okay. You can do it. Or you can quit. It’s up to you,” he said, staring at her. He wasn’t throwing a tantrum. He wasn’t being a dick. He was matter-of-fact, like he didn’t care whether she walked out of the studio doors or not.

“All right,” Katniss muttered, shoving her hands in her pockets. “Look. I’m sorry. I know you’ve been good to Prim. And that it was just business.”

“Don’t be sorry. Do your job.”

Peeta turned on his heel and stalked down the hall. She struggled to keep up with him, ignoring the sympathetic grimaces that actors and crew members gave her as she hustled past. Normally she was on the other end of this particularly unpleasant stick, the one to give reassuring looks to the people that Peeta blistered on a daily basis.

Finnick turned and stared at them when Katniss trailed behind Peeta into the editing room.

“Boy. You two look like you’ve been through some things,” he observed. His copper hair gleamed to perfection, and his skin shone with good health under the same lights that made Katniss look like a hag. She hated him, and not just because of his beauty. It was for the same reason she harbored a secret, horrifying little anger at her own sister: Finnick had once gotten to touch Peeta Mellark, even if it was on film.

Katniss glared at him while Peeta examined something on one of the screens.

“Hmm.” Her nemesis took a bite from an apple and leaned back in his computer chair, addressing Katniss. “Exactly why am I being blessed with your presence, tiny?”

“Ask my demon overlord.” She plopped down on the couch that was against the wall and then frowned. “I’m not sitting on any DNA right now, am I?”

“Casting couches are in the room next door,” Finn said with a leer. “It’s where you did your interview, actually.”

“Ugh! Shut up.” For a moment she forgot she was in a fight with her boss. “Peeta! Tell him to stop lying.”

“Don’t torment my assistant,” he said curtly. Then he sat down next to her on the couch, his thigh touching hers. “That’s my personal privilege. Now roll on the footage from this morning.”

Finn cast a doubtful look her way that was mixed with disdain. She knew he mostly considered her an annoying little prude who got in the way of his friendship and personal time with Peeta, but to hell with him. She was here because she was asked and she wasn’t going to be intimidated by the likes of a former porn star named King Badcock.

“Yeah…um.” Katniss gestured at the bank of screens, refusing to be cowed by Finn. “Play it.”

And then something happened.

What ensued was the most uneasy two hours of her life. She’d seen her fair share of cock and vagina before, especially as Peeta’s employee, but this was raw and up-close and technical. And it was discussed in great detail, paused and analyzed, all while the heat from Peeta’s body was touching hers. She couldn’t explain it, couldn’t even put it into words, but hearing words like ‘cum shot’ and ‘squirting’ dropped from such a beautiful mouth in such a dry, deadpan voice was doing something to her that no amount of actual porn had ever done. So she sat there in quiet, squirming agony while Peeta and Finn talked around her.

Her leg was jiggling with nervous energy when Peeta landed a heavy hand on her knee.

“Like I was saying,” he said as if nothing had changed. “Zoom in right there, Finn. Yeah.”

Katniss stiffened and looked at his profile, but he just continued to speak to his partner. His fingers were there, splayed on her skin, and it was somehow the most vulgar sight she’d ever seen. He might as well have been nine inches deep in her pussy, she was so turned on– turned on and furious at herself for her reaction.

“Peeta.”

He and Finn both turned to look at her, their expressions odd. She could only imagine what they saw. She was hot, and if she wasn’t sweating she soon would be. Any second she was going to come right out of her skin.

“Yes?” he asked.

“I need.” She stopped and started and rubbed her face, stuttering. “I need…I need to talk to you.”

He stared at her. Saw something in her countenance. Then he looked at Finn. “Get out.”

“You serious?” Finnick said, visibly annoyed. “You called me into the studio early, talking shit about being on a time constraint. And now-’

“Get. Out.”

He got out.

“Well?” Peeta finally asked in the long moment that followed Finnick’s departure.

“I…” She tripped over her tongue.

Silence. Then, “You look like you want be fucked.” This was delivered coolly, deadpan, but he couldn’t quite hide the undercurrent of something like astonishment.

“You’re so arrogant,” she said, her hand shaking. Katniss stood, but his strong hands found her hips, and he pulled her down to sit on his lap. She wasn’t even surprised. It was a Wednesday afternoon and she was sitting on Peeta Mellark’s denim-covered erection, and it felt as natural as breathing.

“Do you?” he asked into her ear. “Just say the word. Say anything, Kat.” She held back a moan. “I’ll be your dirty little secret. Your nasty, trashy porn star.” He bit the shell of her ear and Katniss squeaked. Squeaked. “I’ll be whatever you want, just tell me what you want.”

“I want you,” she whispered. And she really did. Despite the history with her sister, the fact that she worked for him, that they could barely go a day without bickering…she wanted Peeta Mellark with an intensity that scared her.

She thought he’d explode into action at her words. If it had been one his movies, he’d have torn her dress straight down the back. He’d rip her underwear with his bare hands and pound into her, then and there.

Instead, it was a painfully slow seduction that followed. He lifted her up, turned her to face him, and looked at her.

“You’re so damn pretty,” he said almost angrily. He fingers were at contrast to his voice, gentling gliding over the rise of her cheekbones. “I don’t understand…I don’t know why it feels like this. I’ve seen so many beautiful women. Nicer women.”

“Charmer.”

“I don’t want beautiful. Or nice, I guess,” he said. “I want you. With your sour patch tongue and mean eyes and sweet lips…god, your fucking lips.”

Peeta kissed her. His tongue swept her mouth, and she allowed it, giving back the energy he was infusing into her. His hands ran down her arms as if to give her warmth, but then they were working on the buttons of her shirt-dress, both nimble and leisurely at the same time. Her bra came off and then his clever mouth was pressing kissing down her jaw, nipping the sensitive space between neck and shoulder, and then pulling gently at her sensitive nipple, worrying it with his straight white teeth.

When he pulled his head away she almost cried.

“Come back,” she said, and he laughed in disbelief before scrubbing at his face.

“Can’t believe I’m saying this. But. I don’t wanna do you here,” he said. With his blond waves and flushed face, he suddenly looked more like a fallen angel rather a hardened businessman.“That seems…I don’t want to.”

“Where, then?” Katniss panted, staring up at him with frustration and bewilderment.

Peeta didn’t speak for a long moment. Instead, he helped her back into her bra, kissing her every time she started to protest.

“Let me take you on a date.” His expression was a mix of grumpy, horny defiance and a dash of what she’d swear was vulnerability. “A good one. We can fuck all night long after that.”

“Why?”

He closed his eyes as if praying for inner peace. “Because I like you. I like you and I want to do it right. For once. Prove to you I’m not the man you think I am. That I can be a better man.”

“I don’t think you’re a bad man, Peeta.” She touched his cheek. “I thought…I don’t know. I’m not anything like what someone like you’d be interested in.”

“You kidding?” He gestured toward his still-raging erection. Then he stopped and shook his head. “Let me show you…just…” He held up his finger and pulled out his phone, the one she spent an hour setting up before painstakingly explaining to him how to use it for two more. He tapped on it for a moment and then thrust it at her. The background photo was a picture of Katniss, tipsy and beaming a rare smile after drinking too many margaritas at a wrap party a few months back.

Katniss blinked in pure surprise, completely at a loss. “But you’re my boss” was all she could think to say.

He gave her the squint-eyed stare she had grown to know so well. “You’re worrying about that now? You were dry humping me not ten minutes ago.”

She huffed, purely for show. “Do you wanna date me or not, asshole?”

Peeta laughed. “There’s my girl.”

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waltzshouldbewriting · 6 years

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Nemesis (Ghostmind Story 4)

By JD Jackson

First thing first, yes we are all fine.

That being said, you are all probably wondering the reason behind my recent online activities. Well, it all started about two AM when Dan was out helping investigate some weird gas thing.

It started for me when he barged into my room at 2:45 looking like a truck ran him over, minus the injury part.

“What’s wrong?” Was the first thing out of my mouth before my instincts finally kicked in. “Don’t answer that.” I ran from my computer (yes I was still up, sue me) to my bed, where I brushed off the papers I had all over it. I grabbed my weighted blanket, ordered Dan to lie down, and told him to relax.

“You need music - no you don’t,” I said, running through what Dan usually needs while in shutdown mode. I turned off my writing playlist, dimmed the lights, and fetched him a bottle of water.

Aaliyah called me just as I was about to call her.

“Is Dan at your place?” Aaliyah asked. She sounded half-asleep.

“Yes,” I replied, balancing the phone with my computer as I walked out to the living room. “He’s completely zoned. Do you know what happened?”

“Someone attacked him.”

“What?”

My parents were already in the living room, both on the phone. I plopped on the floor and opened up a window on my laptop.

“Let me find a picture,” I said. “See what I can find out.”

I put the phone down, already switching to research mode.

I found a video of the attack in half a minute. My mom handed me a notebook as I wrote and sketched what I saw.

Young. Our age? Design on shirt. One-way fight. Obvious training. Wasn’t seeking to kill, only hurt.

Questions began to form, and that’s when I started with the weird posting on social media.

Does anyone recognize his style of fighting?

Any idea on his symbol?

Anyone recognize him?

Another video came up, this one with a clear picture of the other person’s face. I snapped a screenshot and did a reverse image search just as a few responses came back in.

His fighting is very mixed. Can’t identify any one style.

If I had to guess, he had some jujutsu training mixed in with it.

I found his Facebook page, but it only listed what was definitely a false age and location, and a friends list. So I started searching for his friends.

That logo reminds me of Divinity White’s logo when she was Savage Serpent.

More googling, and I started connecting the dots. A photo on a friend’s timeline here, a jujutsu studio website from his hometown here.

After about thirty minutes, two police officers came to check on Dan. After some convincing from my parents, Dan came out to meet them.

“Any idea who attacked me?” Dan asked. His voice sounded flat, uninterested, but to me that just meant he was still in shutdown.

Police officers don’t know how to deal with him. And they haven’t had to yet, I realized. Not with his device. Which was still on his arm, shattered.

“Not yet,” one of the police officers responded.

“I know,” I offered. “His name is Jason White. He is sixteen years old, trained at an old rundown jujutsu studio in his hometown. He’s the son of Divinity White AKA Savage Serpent. Ms White was a member of the FOCOPI, back twenty years ago. She quit after a bad injury, and eventually married and became a lawyer. Her old secret identity was found at two years ago, shortly after which she and her husband were murdered by someone orphaned by the FOCOPI, which then left Jason orphaned. He moved in with his aunt, who still lives near the FOCOPI headquarters. And there’s an ongoing investigation to see if his aunt is the person behind the new FOCOPI member Avidizer.”

“FOCOPI may be evil, but they don’t involve kids,” one of the police officers said.

“Unless,” I replied. “The kid takes it upon himself to be involved. Jason has had two amber alerts since moving in with his aunt, but resolved quickly. One of the kids in his school with a less secure account seems to think he ran away.”

The other police officer raised an eyebrow. “So what you’re saying is the kid has a role model whose in FOCOPI, which is motive. And he likely tried more dangerous initiation tactics by himself.”

“Until FOCOPI gave in and gave him a safer mission,” I concluded. “Taking on Ghostmind, a superhero with no physical skill.”

“I’ll admit, it makes sense,” the first police officer said. She looked at my parents. “Your child is a good researcher.”

My dad chuckled. “It’s probably all that time they spend researching for that novel.”

“We’ll look deeper into what you’ve found, but we’ll still stay open to other explanations- though this one sounds solid.” The police officer looked at me. “Ever think of getting a job in criminal investigations?”

I made a face and shook my head. “Not creative enough for me.”

The next hour or so, police came and went from my house. I showed them how I did my research and the photos I’d found. Those who had time to react were impressed.

Dan’s parents came over, and the whole Davis Family stayed the night. Then, just a little after sunrise, it was time to start the next day.

Dan was already excused from school, and his mom called in with a family emergency, but the rest of us had to trot on to work and school. Not that I didn’t try to stay with him, but I was close to failing in two classes (like that mattered in the moment) and neither Dan nor my dad wanted me to stay.

So I went to school, despite having no sleep. And slept through most of my classes. When I got home, Dan and his mother were passed out in my room, so I took a nap on the couch.

The rest of the day was spent recovering from that morning. My mom forced us all to eat, even with no appetite. I spent the evening scrolling Tumblr while Dan played video games on his phone and his mother conversed with my parents.

She wanted to head home, but Dan was feeling sick from anxiety and was wary of riding in a car. Neither of them like the house (we are a messy family), and Dan complained once or twice that he should’ve walked the extra ten minutes back to his place initially. I did the best to keep the area clean, but it felt hopeless. Claudia and Aaliyah both showed up after dinner, and Aaliyah brought a tool kit to work on Dan’s device.

That night I didn’t stay up until 2 AM, but I still found myself woken up with a crash around the same time. I was sleeping on the couch, Claudia in one of the recliners, and Aaliyah had moved downstairs to work.

“What was that?” Claudia asked, sitting up.

“I don’t know,” I replied.

My parents creeped out of their room, my mom with a flashlight and my dad with a bat.

“Did you hear that?” My mom asked.

Claudia and I both nodded.

“Get Dan and go downstairs,” my dad barked.

“Why?” Claudia asked. “There’s police officers-“

“Do it.”

Dan was already awake, and he barely complained about the woody smell as we descended the stairs. I led them to a corner, and Aaliyah and Claudia moved a table to cover us.

Dan sighed and leaned his head against the cold wall, his breath speeding up. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest.

“It’s just a precaution,” Claudia whispered. “There’s no reason to panic.”

“I know,” I answered. “Doesn’t mean I can stop.”

“Shhh,” Dan hissed. “Stop talking so loud.”

Something thumped, startling me and Claudia.

“Aaliyah, how long is the repair going to take?” I asked, keeping my voice low.

“Too long,” Aaliyah said.

“That’s not an answer!”

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but it’s not a good idea.”

I sighed. “It would make me feel better if we had a plan.”

“It’s four to one,” Claudia stated. “We could take him.”

“This is a horrible idea!” Aaliyah said.

Dan shook his head. “He’s too good of a fighter.”

“It’s four to one,” I repeated.

“I’m sure he’s trained for that,” Dan replied. “And none of us has.”

“I know a thing or two about strategy.” I looked around the room. “Now if I could only think clearly...” Closing my eyes, I did my best to concentrate. Just pretend it’s a scene in a novel.

“We have only one entrance,” I reasoned. “Umm, let’s see - we could take him by surprise - maybe, uh, nevermind, that wouldn’t work.” I continued to ramble, but slowly an idea began forming. “I think I have a plan. We need a net.”

It wasn’t hard. Claudia and I were able to sew a few stronger pieces of cloth together, and then I found small bolts in my dad’s work box that we tied to the end. Claudia took the net as we moved into position.

Claudia and I pressed our bodies against the wall next to the stairs just as the door creaked open. My heart was pounding even harder, but I forced myself to breathe slowly and softly. I listened as an unfamiliar gate walked down the stairs, ignoring the shaky feeling through my limbs.

Then Jason White stepped into the room, and me and Claudia tackled him with the net.

The good news is that we caught him by surprise. But, as Aaliyah expected, it didn’t take long for him to react. He landed an elbow into my stomach, and I stumbled backwards as pain flared. I hit the wall and collapsed, muttering a few of my favorite curse words under my breath.

Claudia recovered. Apparently, cheerleaders have high pain tolerance (which I do not, hence me lying on the floor in pain at this moment in time). She threw herself onto White and managed to wrap the net around his face in a smooth motion. It wasn’t enough to bring him down, but Claudia grabbed the edges and yanked, bringing White’s head down and making him stumble. Claudia elbowed him in the side of the head, knocking him into the wall, while he still struggled to get the net off. She kneed him in the stomach, and he punched her in the face in defense, making her stumble backwards.

White managed to toss the net off. Aaliyah had yet to finish her repairs.

I took a deep breath in, going through a quick grounding exercise. It made the pain worse, but I found I could focus. Now, all I needed was a stroke of genius.

And, impossibly, I had one.

I pushed myself up and forced myself to move to the other side of the room. White, who was still focusing on Claudia, turned my way just as I reached my target - a basket of spray paint. I grabbed a bottle, popped the lid, and sprayed it right into White’s eyes. It didn’t blind him as I’d hoped, but he did stumble backwards with a nasty wince.

Sometime during that sequence of events, Aaliyah managed to fix Dan’s device. Which was good, because a second later White punched me in the face and I went down.

“He has some type of device on his waist!” Dan called.

“What?” White asked, spinning around. He nervously patted his belt. “No I don’t!”

“A little protective of your doodad?” I asked, forcing myself up onto my knees despite the massive face ache (is that a thing?) spreading from my jaw.

Claudia, who, despite a bloody nose and a black eye, was sneaking around the side of White, took the hint. She launched forward, grabbing the device with amazing reflexes, and tossed it at Aaliyah. Aaliyah caught it, and held her wrench up to it like a knife to a throat.

White halted.

“You like this, don’t you?” Aaliyah asked. “It would be a shame if something... happened to it. But I figure if I’m smart enough to invent, I’m probably smart enough to destroy. After all, it’s supposed to be easier, right?”

White scowled. “What do you want?”

“For one, stop punching my friends. In fact, if you leave now, in the morning I’ll leave this somewhere for you to find.”

“Why would I trust you?”

“You don’t have much choice, do you?”

White huffed. “If you don’t return it, you’ll pay.” Then he turned on his heels and left.

Later that day, someone informed us that White used that device frequently to sneak pass police officers and guards. None of us know what happened to the device, since Aaliyah turned it over to the SGU.

And honestly, none of us care.

All I know is that two days later and Dan is still in panic mode and my cheek still hurts.

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100 Mutants & Masterminds Session Ideas (Part II)

You all liked my first list so much, I couldn’t resist putting another one together. That’s right! Another 100 exploits for your super-powered adventures. Whether you’re a engaged in a gritty war against crime or silver age shenangins, there should be something here for everyone! If you like what I do, please like, comment, or reblog. So let’s don our masks, strap on our capes, and take the skies for another day of heroism!

Flying saucers loom over the city, but you discover that humans are piloting them. It’s up to you to find out who they are and how to stop them.

A corporation has developed an android model that will replace super heroes. While the idea works in the beginning, the androids soon turn violent and believe humans are obsolete. Not just in heroism, but every aspect of life.

Someone has stolen a list of retired superheroes and super-villains. You have been tasked with finding the mastermind and taking them down.

An eccentric magician is taking classic magic tricks and turning them into death traps for civilians. The end goal is to lure the city’s heroes into the open to defeat them in combat.

A legendary superhero sacrifices himself as he fights alongside you. But there are clues scattered throughout your city that he/she/they are alive.

Ancient artifacts in your city’s museum are revealed to be incredibly advanced war machines. They are so ahead of their time, they exceed modern technology.

The heroes are sent back in time so none of their acts of heroism happened. They must find a way to return to their original time without altering history.

Intergalactic authorities charge humanity with harboring fugitives from other planets. If you don’t give them up or prove their innocence, the planet will be destroyed to make an example of what happens when you oppose the Galactic Federation.

A gang of bandits are plaguing your city. Their trademark is wearing masks of classic monster movies. They choose their personas based on what powers they possess. (Dracula drain, Frankenstein strength, Wolfman senses, etc).

A Mage Hunter is in your territory, and he’s killing anyone who practices the arcane arts. No one is safe from Demonic Serial killers to young students of magic.

A villain has constructed a Flying Fortress which rivals the world’s most powerful air force. You have been tasked with infiltrating this armada and taking it down from the inside.

An art gallery has taken all of those in attendance and trapped them inside the paintings. The guards at the scene claim that the heroes need to find a way to get them out, because the victims are being killed by a monster is locked in with them.

A mad scientist harnesses the power of a natural disaster (earthquake, hurricane, volcanic eruption) making it possible to replicate the destructive force at will.

The mob has gone to war with the villains of your city. While it seems beneficial for one to win over the other, civilians are getting caught in the crossfire.

A villain is stealing monuments from the most powerful countries and the wealthiest cities in the world. It’s up to you to stop them before your city loses its monument (the progression shows you’re next).

A top-secret complex is broken into, and you have been tasked with returning the stolen property. You discover that the project was a collection of highly mutated animals that have super powers.

Movie trailers, TV broadcasts, and all other media in the city announced the arrival of the next major crime. While no specifics are mentioned, clues begin to surface as to who the victim will be, when the crime will occur, and what to expect.

A network of orphans and runaways has been uncovered. They are fed, clothed, and kept out of police custody so long as they obey their ringleader’s orders. The catch? None of them have ever seen him.

Advanced technology has been stolen and applied to the vehicles of street racers. Dimensional portals, anti-gravity, and other attachments are made to raise the stakes. Any opposition from heroes is seen as another obstacle to complete the race.

A team of supervillains take over your headquarters. To take it back, you’ll have to find a way to beat your own security and defeat the intruders in combat.

You discover that there’s an underground school dedicated to training villains. However, your discovery of it was planned. In order to graduate, these students have to kill your team.

A retired supervillain comes back after being out of the game for years. They have designs on securing their legacy by forming the most powerful syndicate the city has ever seen.

Ghastly figures emerge that bind their bodies to technology. No one is sure where they came from, but they are growing larger and more resistant to force as time goes on.

A new hero steps into the fray, and he is a public figure. He takes footage of his exploits and is trying to outshine you and your team. Is it a grab for fame, or is there an ulterior motive?

A kidnapping goes haywire when it’s revealed that the victim is an immensely powerful wizard, and the kidnappers are Lovecraftian agents of chaos.

An airport/train a station/taxi service has had all of its vehicles rigged to blow. The party responsible says that if the heroes don’t comply with their demands, everyone in the vehicle will die, as will those at the destination.

An adversary of the heroes sues them in court for enacting vigilante Justice, as well as any other questionable acts they’ve done in the course of their duties as heroes.

A team of dojo disciples/super heroes have pleaded for your help in getting their mentor back from his arch nemesis. If he reveals his secrets of Martial Arts to this villain, there will be no stopping him from creating an unbeatable army of warriors and assassins.

An immensely powerful Psychic is being tasked with a government mission. In it, he is to monitor an entire city and prevent all crime from happening. While it was effective in the beginning, the mental strain is enormous. He has messaged the heroes in a desperate bid to help him escape.

Zombies are running across town, and their bite victims are screaming about a massive entity that controls them all. You must save the civilians, subdue/Kill zombies, and eradicate the source.

A website has surfaced that teaches civilians how to become career criminals. Training, social networking, and even heist planning come with membership. You must find a way to the source. Otherwise, crime will go viral.

Someone has been spotted trespassing at graveyards, haunted houses, and accidents. But when you confront them, you discover they possesses otherworldly powers. By harvesting the spirits of the departed, this villain becomes more powerful!

A new meta-human has emerged that has the ability to control insects of all kinds. No one is safe behind locked doors, or even locked windows as the bug life of the city rises up on behalf of their hidden master.

A pair of master thieves get married and spend their honeymoon robbing your city blind. The catch? They somehow know all of your team’s weaknesses and use them to their advantage.

Corruption has taken hold of the police. Only now, their masters have called for the elimination of your team. A false charge has justified their chase, and you must find a way to escape without proving them right.

You’ve captured every drug runner in the city, but the narcotics are still flowing through the streets. You have been tasked with finding out how this was done and ending the operation once and for all.

While the circus is in town, some of the acrobats are moonlighting as thieves and assassins.

Totalitarian rule has fallen over your city (Alien/villain/malevolent entity), and its first move is to wipe out all heroes. Looks like you’ll have to win this battle as your secret identity.

A villain has unlocked the secret of absorbing human minds. Knowledge, skills, and ideas can be transferred all with the touch of a button. In time, even the secret identities of heroes will be revealed.

A doctor has absorbed disease from all of his patients, curing them. However the doctor have become a living conduit of pure disease.

After saving a bus/boat/train full of innocents, you are knocked unconscious. It turns out that one of your villains was on that doomed vessel, but they were completely unprepared for you to arrive.

Corporate sponsors have agreed to assist your team. Complete with a new headquarters, top of the line vehicles, and top-notch gear. The catch? You need to do some jobs for them. None of it is legal, and getting caught could mean prison. Any attempt to leave your sponsors will result in blackmail or being framed. Fight your way out of this conundrum and reclaim your freedom as heroes!

You fight a villain and are exposed to a chemical that throws your powers into overdrive. Soon after, you revert to your normal strength. Then you lose your powers completely. Can you get them back?

Fires burn all across the city. But it’s not malicious destruction for the sake of profit, it’s a cover for a blackmailing ring.

Someone has been attempting to destroy your civilian life piece by piece. The twist? They know you’re a superhero, and are doing everything in their power to make that the only life you lead.

You have been challenged to partake in a series of tests that blur the line between hero and villain. If you prove yourself a true hero, you win. If the villain breaks you, they win.

Mobile Bombs are scattering around the city (Flying drones, rolling spheres, or remote control torpedoes). The team is to deactivate them and to uncover a clue from each to find out where the bomber is. The more bombs they disarm, the more lives that are saved, and the more clues to go on.

A villain attempts to absorb the team’s powers (mad science device, evil ritual, etc), and the party ends up swapping abilities. You must master each other’s skills to defeat your enemy and return to normal.

Denizens of another planet have called for the complete surrender of your world. You must join the heroes of the world in a Resistance to reclaim your freedom.

Mob bosses are getting knocked off one by one. They respond by speaking with police, witness protection, and the government. But in the end, they’ve requested protection until you take the Assassin down.

A villain has committed heinous crimes in order to fulfill a prophecy that will supposedly lead to a utopia.

A fanatical villain has called for the enslavement of humanity, believing mutants to be the superior race.

A serum has been created that unlocks all the secrets of human evolution simultaneously. Little does it’s creator known that it turns any human into a power-resistant monstrosity.

Retired heroes are being persecuted and hunted by the public when one of their number is charged with committing a major crime. They reach out to you for help, and it’s revealed that their friend was framed. Help clear their name, and bring peace back to the city.

The city has erupted into massive riots of unwarranted violence. Only your team seems immune. You must find the source before the people tear themselves apart.

A time manipulation device has been created that will hold a massive radius frozen in a single moment. This device can turn the tide of any heist, battle, or operation. You must disable it so it doesn’t fall into the wrong hands.

A new nation has emerged on the map, and it is headed by a villain of immense power. It’s end goal is to create a United Underworld that will b win par with the strongest militaries and superhero teams.

Someone is siphoning magical energy out of everything from sorcerer’s Artifacts to the simple magic found in nature. You must discover what would warrant such a relentless hunt for arcane energy before t is used for evil (reviving a malevolent spirit, unlocking a dimensional gate, sheer power and superiority over all mages, etc).

A villain emerges that entices and feeds off of fear. Massacres, terrorism, and wars allow it to take physical form. It then feeds on the fear of others, becoming stronger by the day.

You and your teammates respond to the latest crime spree by turning it into a competition. Whoever brings in the most baddies and stops he most crimes wins.

New technology has surfaced that allows the human consciousness to be placed inside a small device (similar to a flash drive). Kidnappers use this technology to hold their victims without having to accommodate the needs of the body, and with no chance of escape.

Children are being abducted by aliens to be the central processors for their weapons array. Apparently the latent imagination and cruelty of a human child is more devastating than anything they could design. Plus they have a hostage, should heroes get any ideas.

A young meta-human emerges with the power to absorb energy. It starts out with fuse boxes and power lines. But they soon become too powerful to handle (more powers awaken with new types of energy being absorbed). Soon, they’ll be able to absorb nuclear energy and be unstoppable.

A twisted killer is taking his victims and posing them into bizarre statues. Each “exhibit” contains a clue leading to another. Each also promises that a confrontation for the ages when the heroes meet the artist.

The heroes have nightmares of committing crimes every night. It becomes even worse when similar crimes are being investigated each morning by police.

Historical artifacts are unleashed in transit to the local museum (airport, freeway, harbor, etc). They all have a common link to a pharaoh that was obsessed with puzzles. Each Artifact is a hostile, living entity that must be defeated/solved in order to gain a valuable treasure.

A robotic hero has been ripped apart by his enemies. Each of his body parts has been modified to fuel each of their villainous schemes.

A device has been stolen that’s capable evaporating a city’s entire water supply.

A ninja Clan has accepted an assassination contract for your entire team. While the attempts occur during your crime-Fighting exploits, they soon extend to any time you don your costume.

You have been cloned, but all of your memories are wiped. The more of your doubles that die, the more memories you regain. But be careful, the original dying makes everyone lose their memories.

A notorious criminal has been sentenced to death row. But shortly after they flip the switch, he laughs, claiming he cannot die. You must find out how he survived.

An evil sorcerer has enchanted the church bell to turn people into frogs with every chime. When the heroes approach, they are transported to a world where direction, gravity, and powers mean nothing.

A space pirate has come to your planet in search of recruits. He offers you the chance as meta-Humans to abandon your life of servitude and to take up a life of adventure and respect in the stars. Refusal will be met with deadly force.

A nightclub has its patrons go missing. The twist? None of the family or friends seems to remember the victims at all.

A cosmic chess master has gathered the world’s finest heroes and set them on a board with interesting rules. Each space landed on is a challenge, and every collision means a one-minute fight. Winners continue on, and losers are banished to Nonexistence.

Two villains have fused their minds and bodies to become unstoppable. In order to defeat this new Heinous Hybrid, you will have to do the same.

A villain has the ability to counter your powers exactly (Speedsters are slowed down, pyromancers have their flames dowsed, etc). If left unchecked, no one will be safe.

A rogue spy is developing his own intelligence agency. He is looking to gather enough resources to rival the CIA, and local heroes.

A radar disruptor has been stolen. It had the potential to make any aircraft lose control and crash over populated areas. As a twist, the villain who stole it is demanding ransom.

A device known as “Encryptor” is being intercepted by supervillains. Their intention is to gather classified information and sell it to the highest bidder. You must stop them from using it by any means necessary.

The sewers of the city have been rigged to blow with a mysterious chemical. The mastermind can use a control pad to demolish buildings for insurance, roads for getaways, or the entire city if their demands aren’t met.

An ancient being has designs on absorbing the life force of every human in the city. They will graduate from humanoid parasite to immortal.

It turns out that one of the most ruthless villains in your city is a protected informant for the police. In exchange for giving up goons, the villain is untouchable by the law. Where the law has failed, you and your team must succeed.

A villain clones himself with the intention of having his duplicates replace ten of the most powerful people in the world. After altering heir appearance, he and his organization will rule the world as one entity.

Random patches of the city turn into swampland. The twist? Dinosaurs come out and are running rampant from these spaces.

A lab complex is discovered that holds cryogenically frozen people. The catch? Some of the subjects go as far back as the 1800s.

A villain has established a network of undersea domes to house humanity. The catch? Global flooding will ensue and a new era will dawn from the domes.

All of your trophies and artifacts from previous adventures fuse to create a sentient being that possesses all of your enemy’s powers. Is it hostile, peaceable, or indifferent?

The hottest line of toys have come to life. Many of them have lethal intent, and families across the city are in danger.

The latest video game is actually linked to controls for military weapons. The folks at home think they’re shooting at horrible aliens, but are actually firing at you in real life.

An intergalactic overlord has designs of shrinking your planet and adding it to his vast collection of conquered worlds

Counterfeiters have introduced undetectable currency into the marketplace. While this seems minor at first, they will be able to gain unlimited resources and shatter the nation’s economy if left unchecked.

The villains close off all exits to the city, turning it into their own fiefdom

Someone has stolen the team’s DNA and created an anti-league of all your teammates.

A villain is being extradited from one country to another. You and your team have been tasked with escorting them to their final destination. But more obstacles arise as you get closer.

An artifact has possessed a powerful villain. In order to remove it, you must do so by keeping the villain alive, or a cataclysm will occur.

A twisted scientist/sorcerer has discovered a method to transform objects and life forms into energy to fuel their powers. The most effective power of all comes from humans.

A shadow organization has spread its influence over your city.

The foundations for the next World War have been made. You must crush architect’s plans before they can spark the war’s beginning and become rich from selling weapons and at the expense of innocent lives.

The apocalypse has officially begun. Some turn their corners of the world into feudal empires, while others descend into an animalistic state of being. As heroes, you must restore earth back to its rightful state or hell will be unleashed just after the bombs fell.

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subhampaudel2002 · 5 years

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“Ten Interesting Saudi Arabian Novels”

1. 1001 Arabian Nights by Antoine Galland and Edward William Lane

“ After discovering his new bride has been unfaithful, the vengeful King Shahriyar has her executed and begins sleeping with a different virgin every night, executing her the next morning. Eventually, no more virgins can be found, so the vizier's daughter volunteers herself. To spare her own life, she captures his attention with wild stories of adventure and chivalry--tales of mystical lands, the many voyages of Sindbad, of Ali Baba's forty thieves and of Aladdin’s magical lamp. As one story leads into the next, the king is too enthralled to end her life.” (www.Amazon.com)

2. A Caravan of Brides: A Novel of Saudi Arabia by Kay Hardy Campbell

“ After attending college in Lebanon, Fawzia returns home to Jeddah and takes up secretly with her forbidden college sweetheart. When her reckless behavior leads to family tragedy, she is drawn into an unlikely friendship with a mysterious old storyteller, the niece of a legendary tribal chief.Narrated by Fawzia and the storyteller Salma, A CARAVAN OF BRIDES celebrates the dangerous melody that love sings in each generation, as it brings the world of Saudi women, past and present, into focus with a tender touch. Travel with memorable characters across Arabia, from the ancient cities of Jeddah and Mecca, to a peaceful mountain valley, forbidding northern deserts, and a storied oasis town once known for tolerance and open-mindedness.” (www.Amazon.com)

3. Princess: A True Story of Life Behind the Veil in Saudi Arabia by Jean Sasson

“ Sultana Al-Sa'ud, a Saudi Arabian Princess, has four mansions on three continents, her own private jet, glittering jewels, and designer dresses galore. But in reality, Sultana has no freedom or control over her own life, no value but as a bearer of sons. Hidden behind her black floor-length veil, she is a prisoner, jailed by her father, her husband, her sons, and her country.” (www.Amazon.com)

4. The New Girl: A Novel by Daniel Silva

“Gabriel Allon, the legendary chief of Israeli intelligence, has spent most of his life fighting terrorists, including the murderous jihadists financed by Saudi Arabia. Prince Khalid—or KBM, as he is known—has pledged to finally break the bond between the Kingdom and radical Islam. For that reason alone, Gabriel regards him as a valuable if flawed partner. Together they will become unlikely allies in a deadly secret war for control of the Middle East. The life of a child, and the throne of Saudi Arabia, hang in the balance. Both men have made their share of enemies. And both have everything to lose.” (www.Amazon.com)

5. The Green Bicycle by Al Monsour, Haifaa

“ Spunky eleven-year-old Wadjda lives in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia with her parents. She desperately wants a bicycle so that she can race her friend Abdullah, even though it is considered improper for girls to ride bikes. Wadjda earns money for her dream bike by selling homemade bracelets and mixtapes of banned music to her classmates. But after she's caught, she’s forced to turn over a new leaf (sort of), or risk expulsion from school. Still, Wadjda keeps scheming, and with the bicycle so closely in her sights, she will stop at nothing to get what she wants.” (www.Amazon.com)

6. A Girl Like That by Tanaz Bhathena

“ Sixteen-year-old Zarin Wadia is many things: a bright and vivacious student, an orphan, a risk taker. She’s also the kind of girl that parents warn their kids to stay away from: a troublemaker whose many romances are the subject of endless gossip at school. You don't want to get involved with a girl like that, they say. So how is it that eighteen-year-old Porus Dumasia has only ever had eyes for her? And how did Zarin and Porus end up dead in a car together, crashed on the side of a highway in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia? When the religious police arrive on the scene, everything everyone thought they knew about Zarin is questioned. And as her story is pieced together, told through multiple perspectives, it becomes clear that she was far more than just a girl like that.” (www.Amazon.com)

7. Finding Nouf by Zoe Ferraris

“ Zoë Ferraris’s electrifying debut of taut psychological suspense offers an unprecedented window into Saudi Arabia and the lives of men and women there. When sixteen-year-old Nouf goes missing, along with a truck and her favorite camel, her prominent family calls on Nayir al-Sharqi, a desert guide, to lead a search party. Ten days later, just as Nayir is about to give up in frustration, her body is discovered by anonymous desert travelers. But when the coroner’s office determines that Nouf died not of dehydration but from drowning, and her family seems suspiciously uninterested in getting at the truth, Nayir takes it upon himself to find out what really happened to her.” (www.Amazon.com)

8. Kingdom of Strangers: A novel by Zoe Ferraris

“ His mistress has suddenly disappeared, but he cannot report her missing since adultery is punishable by death. With nowhere to turn, Ibrahim brings the case to Katya, one of the few women in the police department. Drawn into both investigations, she must be increasingly careful to hide a secret of her own.” (www.Amazon.com)

9. Passing Brave by William Roe Polk

“Two Americans cross the great Arabian desert on camel back-a daring journey in search of the last Bedouin tribes.” (www.alibris.com)

10. Munira’s Bottle by Yousef Al-Mohaimeed

“ In Riyadh, against the events of the second Gulf War and Saddam’s invasion of Kuwait, we learn the story of Munira―with the gorgeous eyes―and the unspeakable tragedy she suffers as her male nemesis wreaks revenge for an insult to his character and manhood. It is also the tale of many other women of Saudi Arabia who pass through the remand center where Munira works, victims and perpetrators of crimes, characters pained and tormented, trapped in cocoons of silence and fear. Munira records their stories on pieces of paper that she folds up and places in the mysterious bottle given to her long ago by her grandmother, a repository for the stories of the dead, that they might live again. This controversial novel looks at many of the issues that characterize the lives of women in modern Saudi society, including magic and envy, honor and revenge, and the strict moral code that dictates male–female interaction.” (www.Amazon.com)

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Soul Nation AKA Hunter’s Merciful Devices

No matter how far apart we may drift, or how great the walls between us are forged, you and I are joined, our souls sing in harmony, our hearts beat as one. And though our minds may wander far and wide, we are like the eye and the vision it brings to life, incomplete without the other. You are mine as I am yours, we belong to ourselves, we belong to each other. Our journey is a weight dragging us into the abyss which haunts and hugs the world like a shadow. We fall, until the world turns upside down and our descent turns to flight and our weight to freedom. Run or stay it matters little, I will find you; in doom or in rapture. In you and I are the beginning and the end. Sleep now, for when you wake the realms will turn.

Connor Spade heard these words in his dreams, they were insistent yet warm and brilliant like a night of shooting stars or a doting guardian. Connor was having more dreams as of late. He couldn’t really tell why, but the subject tended to be similar. Trial of Champions. That’s where the words had come from, a card game. Well, not just any card game; Trial of Champions was Connor’s favorite pastime. Specifically the words belonged to the House of Wolves bundles. The words came from the Voyagers, a race and order of mysterious wolf-ish creatures. The Voyagers were shapeshifters though they mostly just shifted from the visage of wolves into more humanoid forms. The words were sacred or at least important in their culture. It was something one said to a person they felt an immense connection with. It was also said when the young reached maturation and were ready to serve the order or when a grave task was to be acted upon and people suspected they may not return. Connor didn’t always understand why people thought words would protect them but he tried to respect that people just needed something to give them strength sometimes.

Connor woke to find the sun just beginning to peak over the horizon, as usual the world seemed to be humming a colorful yet perplexed song as if it was just as lost in its own mysteries as everyone else was. Connor was going to rush to get ready to go to school until he remembered it was the weekend. Connor was 13, of average height for his age, with short fair hair that could have been silver or platinum (people often marveled at it, but like with many things that could not be easily explained they did so quietly and without much question), dark skin and dark green eyes like spring foliage. Connor was something of an orphan. When he was 9 his parents were killed during a visit to one of their friends. There was a fire in the building while they were there and they’d gotten trapped in somehow. Connor was an only child, though his parents had been talking about how their might be another addition to their family before they died. The thought didn’t bring him much comfort. His mother had been pretty estranged from her family, and his father didn’t have much family to speak of. Regardless no one came to claim Connor except another family friend. Lydia Bishop was close to both of his parents and Connor had known her since he could remember faces. She was heartbroken when she found out about what had happened to them but unlike so many others she actually strived to stop the situation from getting worse. Lydia was there for him every step of the way, from the funeral to getting back to school, and eventually the sale of the house he had spent so many years in. It wasn’t long before Lydia became his legal guardian, and though there was a hole in his heart; his soul shattered, Connor still appreciated her presence.

Lydia had long dark hair, caramel colored skin, and honey colored eyes. Lydia was willful and had a tendency to take the problems of those around her as her own. She was a park ranger in the town. Her job took her hiking and or horseback riding around mountains, past lakes and over plains. Aurora Grove could have been a national treasure with all the natural beauty it had but people would have had to know it actually existed. Connor didn’t mind the anonymity though. The few people that knew about the place, the fewer that would come to interrupt his private time examining the awesome primal aesthetic. Lydia would take Connor around the territory with her sometimes. He couldn’t explain why, but a part of him felt more whole when he was roaming around the park. Like nature was filling in some of the gaps within him.

Connor was a decent student, he did well enough that his teachers didn’t hassle him too hard but it was far from his priority. While he was at school he mostly just day-dreamed, thought about how to improve his tactics for Trials of Champions, and hung out with his handful of friends. There was Selena who had dark hair down to her shoulders and blue eyes. She was often blunt but just, in a crusading type of way. Then there was Rudolf who had short blonde hair with hazel eyes. He liked to play whenever he could; cocky but he had a tough disposition to back it up. Finally was Jack who was dark in complexion like Connor though the former’s hair was shorter and his eyes were brown. Jack was quiet which could make him seem more serious than he was. He was kind, thoughtful, and adventurous in a sneaky way.

Well there is one more person besides Lydia and his dogs, who occupied a considerable amount of his time. This Person would be Adele. They didn’t go to the same school but Adele lived near Lydia’s house. Adele Had green eyes and long red hair down to her waist. Her skin was pale as moonlight and liberally freckled. She was hotheaded, opinionated, and nosy beyond measure. When they were younger Lydia frequently looked after her when her neighbors couldn’t find a sitter. For some reasons, she and Connor happened to butt heads a lot. So much so that Jack, Rudolph, and even Lydia had a habit of calling Adele Connor’s “girlfriend”. As far as Connor was concerned, nemesis would have been a more accurate word. As things were, Adele was also a fan of Trial of Champions though she had a different style then him, and many of their disputes were often settled over cards. Connor played with his friends as well, but even they could tell he was rarely as intense about the game as when he was playing against Adele.

The dogs? Oh yes right, well almost right before his parents passed they had found a puppy. Well Connor had found it, they’d been walking around the town when he got the strange urge that he needed to be looking for something. He found the pup crying and stuck in what a small thicket of vegetation. Connor rescued the puppy and insisted that his parents let him keep it. They tried to insist that a dog was a lot of responsibility but Connor said he felt a connection with this dog and that they needed each other, and his parents were never good at denying their child his needs. After a diligent wash the brown puppy turned out to be white in color. They named him Blizzard. Blizzard and Connor were almost inseparable and were fond of wrestling and chasing after one another. Blizzard seemed to sense Connor’s distress when his parents were gone and provided him with support and understanding only an animal could show. Their rambunctious play was fine when Blizzard was still a slight pup but he soon began to grow and his floppy ears began to tent. One day he just looked more wolf than a dog and Lydia insisted that Connor be more careful and responsible with him. Lydia had a dog as well who also became close to Connor and Blizzard. His name was Shadow, he was a mutt like Blizzard though he was primarily a saint bernard and some type of shepherd. He was almost completely black except some brown and on his coat. He was a giant though he was gentle and less excitable than Blizzard. He was about two years older than him so he had a little more experience with living around humans. Shadow was patient with both Blizzard and Connor even though the two would constantly try to bait him into their games. Sometimes he humored them but mostly he just found a quiet place to rest or pace around. This isn’t to say that he didn’t like the two, he was very close to them and would come to comfort one or the other if they were distressed, and when aggressive elements were around he often put himself between the two and the danger. Lydia was actually surprised at how well Shadow took to Connor, he wasn’t mean but he wasn’t exactly a social butterfly. Connor explained that he and dogs spoke the same language. Lydia had no idea what that meant and contented to just be happy that they all got along.

Connor studied a lot about strategies for Trial of Champions, and even outside of stats and skills he was a fan of the lore which was a large part of the game. There was a story element to it as the player had to survive and grow as much as contend against others. A player could build large fortresses linked together by a formidable organization, or they could operate as a small personal band which weren’t a huge threat to the former but could more than threaten the people who operated them. Some matches were even recorded because of how interesting the stories were. The options were nigh endless which made creativity and adaptability useful traits for its players. Connor was a dedicated fan of The House of Wolves which was a section of the game with cards dedicated to the myth and culture of Lupine creatures. It was often overlooked by other players who favored flashier or more “civilized” methods of play but Connor enjoyed the practicality of the wolves. They had an honesty to them, or was it a humility. It was hard to say but in general they seemed balanced to him, aware of their mortality, and the mortality of others without letting that stop them from working together and at least striving to enjoy life. They had their faults of course but so did everyone and Connor actually liked some of their less than ideal habits. Like all the bundles The House of Wolves had grown and changed with the years. Early on it barely had enough cards to be a deck and was mostly used to augment wild stealthy players or creatures who could use beast magic. However, this all changed with Trial of Champion’s “Soul Scale” event. A couple of bundles were selected to be challenged with development to their lore. Soul Scale was a card introduced to the game. It had a number of functions but in general it allowed one insight into a creatures true nature as well as influence over their “moral” alignment. The event was founded on the premise that a group/character in the game used the Soul Scale, to judge the universe, which resulted in alterations across time and space, revealing things lost to time or creating them from the fabric of space itself.

Well, one of the bundles selected for alteration was The House of Wolves, and it received the Voyagers and the Forsaken. The Voyagers were considered a type of ideal whereas the Forsaken were the corruption or the deviation from that ideal. Connor liked how the Soul Scale event described them as neither being objectively good nor evil despite their aversion to each other. One was simply what was intended and the other was the transformation of that intention. The Voyagers had a degree of nobility and prestige to them, however the Forsaken were considered little more than savage beasts and dangers to all creatures. Normally it was nigh impossible to get them to work together but there were a couple of ways to harmonize them, one of which was summoning the Soul Scale which could allow creatures of opposing factions to work as one. It took a lot of work to do this, but Connor almost always felt it was worth the trouble as the factions were like two sides of the same coin.

Why was it so hard to unite them? Well The Voyagers and the Forsaken were something like mortal enemies. The Voyagers used to be a plentiful race as well as a world power, however some ritual, conducted either by their enemies or themselves, resulted in a curse consuming much of the civilization. Most died, some survived intact however many survivors were left transmuted. Magic that was once majestic and beautiful, was contorted and reforged into something savage and grotesque. Thus the Forsaken were born. The Voyagers looked upon these creatures as abominations, breathing wounds constantly reminding them of everything they had lost. The Forsaken saw in the Voyagers weakness and arrogance.

What made them different? Well to someone who didn’t implement and study them as thoroughly as Connor might think they were more or less the same, however their were some interesting discrepancies. The Voyagers often shifted painlessly. The Forsaken however were often rumored to be stuck in a state between humanoid and lupine. Those that could shift in either direction often did so in slow agony. The Voyagers, although still predators, had a calm to them, and often handled things with delicacy and precision. The Forsaken were said to be brutes enslaved to an unquenchable need for vengeance. Ah, there is also the following peculiarity. The Voyagers were born as what they were, and though their were cases of outsiders being welcomed into their society and power these events were extraordinarily rare, and so after their society was devastated their numbers did not recover. The Forsaken, however were like an ever expanding horde kept in check only by the fatality spawned from their own violence. The curse allowed them to spread their condition to victims not eaten or fully slain.

There were of course similarities. One of the useful things about the factions was their stance on magic. Magic was not some foreign factor present only in a rare few but a natural force not unlike water or air. This “perspective” or “trait” allowed them to use a number of moves and techniques that would not normally be permitted in “non-magical” classes. In fact most if not all of the Forsaken/Voyagers had at least a little magical potential when looked at from an outsiders point of view.

Other similarities included a disturbingly efficient healing factor as well as an expanded/extended consciousness. The Voyagers didn’t think of it as telepathy though it had many similarities. It was more akin to a magical empathy or a soul body to which they were all conjoined. The creatures could pass along feelings and ideas as well as draw power from, or give it to, one another. As the lore went, when the Forsaken were first created both sides tried to communicate using this power however there was an agonizing incompatibility. The Voyagers felt the Forsaken were too loud and sharp, where as the Forsaken thought the Voyagers hauntingly hollow. The Voyagers supposedly had more influence over the energy they put into this connection, however the Forsaken were said to be shackled to it, potentially ruled by it.

When engaging in conflict with another player, Connor tended to use the Forsaken like they were agents of biological warfare. He had to be careful because if he was too aggressive early on the horde would be hunted down before dealing any major damage, so instead he focused on harassing the opposition slightly and transforming key checkpoints as he went along until his horde swelled in size. Then he would unleash them in full force and even if the enemy slew a great many of his people it was likely that their own were infected in the process and thus his numbers replenished themselves while their own steadily dwindled like a lone island in the face of a tsunami. However the Forsaken were not great when it came to managing civilizations or craftsmanship which meant they could be vulnerable to cultural innovations. The Voyagers on the other hand were like loosely conjoined cadres and could often sneak into places and disable them from crucial positions within. They were classic underdogs and so were well practiced at defeating larger forces. Their rich culture and subtle nature also made them adept at ruling, arguably foreign, powers. There was even a card maneuver which allowed them to revive their lost civilization, however this boost was often more socially advantageous than martially.

There is another aspect of the House of Wolves, worth mentioning. Trial of Champions recently revealed another bundle known as The Gods of Renewal. Due to their nature these cards often belong to more than one bundle. The Gods of Renewal, in game lore, are said to be arbiters of change and steer the course of existence. They are immensely powerful, so mostly they just sleep. Despite or in spite of this their hibernating energies still exert great influence over the world. When one wakes it is usually the sign of a new era. Due to this and their differing personalities seldom is one active the same time as another. However if enough gods are awoken at the same time it is said that they would end and or recreate the world. With that said, waking one is hard enough and rarely encouraged as they are prone to rampaging or bouts of madness in the early stages of their transition from sleep. Well one of these gods was a “Wolf God” known as Fenaris. He is looked at as the god of loyalty, clarity, challenge but is feared greatly for his enchantment with hunting.

Well, as the tale goes, Fenaris has sway over all wolves and wolf like creatures. Both the Voyagers, and the Forsaken are compelled to seek him out, partially because of his nature but also because each side thinks that he is the solution to the other. These two groups are some of the few who can wake him up prematurely without extreme setbacks. Due to the Gods being so recently revealed Connor was still working out how to best utilize such a dangerous yet rewarding combination of cards.

Despite being close to Connor, his entourage didn’t always share his habits. Most picked up some similar cards, or things to counter/buff Connor’s maneuvers but they all tended to have their own style of play. Adele liked to use dragons. They were powerful and versatile, much like the workings of her own mind. They were troublesome at the best of times but Connor always found ways to keep her on her toes. Selena had a fascination with religion and often employed holy knights, instruments of “heaven”, and servants of light. Attacking her directly was often difficult and could have long lasting consequences, so Connor usually tried to lure her into his own territory or corrupt her forces. Rudolph was a spymaster in Connor’s opinion. He rarely employed large military forces unless he was getting someone else to fight for him, and kept a network of loosely tied agents who were peppered across the terrain. This gave him room to maneuver as well as unpredictability. Tracking his agents down was difficult because they ranged from adventurers, to merchants, to city officials etc. When pulled into conflict he would use guerrilla tactics to preserve his agents as well as bleed the enemy for far worse than they would achieve. Aside from trade, Connor attempted to keep his distance from Rudolphs’ agents until they struck first. Then Connor could swoop in and try to identify the others in Rudolph’s employ. Regardless, matches with Rudolph often left him humbled. Jack was almost the polar opposite to Selena’s play style. He used monsters as well as creatures and magics of darkness. He would often raise whole demonic nations as well as intricate castles meant to trap and confuse invaders. Connor always enjoyed himself when playing against Jack, it was a little scary to see his friend so easily adopt the role of a lord of darkness but he sure knew how to play the part well. Players could set conditions for winning or losing before the start of the match, and although destruction of the other players forces was a popular way to win, players had the option to work together for mutual benefit and a shared victory. Though it was optional sometimes players would use “World Decks”. World Decks were decks all the players would draw from and often implemented effects that worked on the whole terrain. It gave the players a sort of third party to balance out their actions. Not only did they have to mind their peers but they also had to mind the conditions of the terrain.

Connor thought of his life as being more or less uneventful. Occasionally he would marvel at small miracles like the radiance of a sunlit beach at dawn. Or he might lament the perverse tragedies like the death of his own parents. However, these things were simply aspects of life’s great variance; accidents or mistakes, not necessarily signs of a greater intention. You could say that to Connor, god was more like some extravagant natural consciousness; intricate, dynamic, and even cunning, but not a person. Regardless of whether he’s objective or right in his thinking had he envisioned fate or divine powers having more intimate agency into the workings of man he might have seen this coming. What is coming? Another cosmic curveball that will prod and or shove our lyrical subject (Connor) onto center stage of his very own story. A strange occurrence given that Connor was often one to think of himself as more of a supporting character or even a background one. It’s not that he had low self esteem or something, it’s more like he wouldn’t know what to do with a whole story all to himself. Well, you’re all about to find out.

Connor was on a school trip to a museum mostly about dinosaurs. There was a special space exhibit operating in the later hours of the evening which is why the night sky had spread far by the time they had arrived. He and his friends palled around on the bus and managed to entertain themselves during the tour without attracting too much unwanted attention, and when it was time for less structured exploration they were quick to scour the terrain for anything of interest. They pretended to be ancient tribal chiefs, a pack of raptors searching for food, divine beings from ancient folklore and so on. Everything was pretty easygoing and enjoyable until they ran into her. She was an adult but not terribly older than them; in her early twenties by appearances. She was dark of skin like black gold. She was wrapped in fabrics and a scarf which reminded Connor of south-east asia. She had long dark hair in a thick braid down to her waist. She was beautiful as well, in the manner of conventional aesthetics and the energy which seemed to surround her. It was a vortex of temptation, desire, and the spark to satisfy these things. The group was drawn in at once. But as they began to approach the woman all together, Selena and Jack tried to resist.

“Something is wrong here.” Selena said.

“She is more than she seems.” Jack said. And as they spoke it was like something else spoke with them, a rhythm both light years away, and yet within them. But Connor and Rudolph could not break the spell, or perhaps, Connor at least, didn’t want to.

“Who are you lovely delights.” The woman said turning to them. She had been observing some cultures poetry on some local bat or bat creature. She smiled at them and it was a sight for wonders, yet as enticing as it was, the gang couldn’t help but sense something other than polite amusement behind it. It was a hungry something.

“I’m Connor, this is Rudolph, Selena and Jack.” Connor said.

“Hey,” Jack said shrugging.

“I think we should go.” Selena said.

“Geez you’re pretty.” Rudolph said to the woman.

“That’s nice of you to say. And where would you be going?” She said looking to Selena. It was only for a second but the gang noticed that her eyes flashed, red, and it was only for a second but a bit of the hue seemed to remain at the edge of her irises.

“We’re on a school trip.” Selena said.

“We have plenty of time what are you talking about?” Rudolph said.

“We’re pretty boring I’m sure the lady doesn’t want to deal with us.” Jack said. Selena gave him a nod of approval.

“You are the minds of our future, I’m not sure if there’s a boring thing about you.” The woman said. Rudolph beamed while Selena and Jack grimaced at the ground.

“What’s your name, if you don’t mind us asking?” Connor said.

“My name is Jasvinder Blackhill, and it’s a pleasure to meet you all.” She said. Her words sounded like honey and they seemed to quicken the heat and beating of the blood in their veins.

“I saw you talking to your friends about a card game. It’s a long shot but it wouldn’t happen to be Trial of Champions?” She said.

“Yeah we love that game.” Rudolph said.

“Love is a strong word.” Selena said.

“Why do you ask?” Connor said.

“Well I happen to be a fan myself. Finding fun adults to play with is hard though. I figure some creative young minds like yourselves might prove more entertaining. Care to go a couple of rounds.” Jasvinder said pulling a deck of cards out of her purse. Well, Connor hadn’t yet had the pleasure of partaking in narcotics but Trial of Champions was very much like his own personal addiction. Playing against a beautiful older woman who didn’t mock or patronize him it was like being invited to his first orgy, except less messy. His deck was in his hand in a matter of moments.

“Alright let’s play...ow.” Rudolph said as Selena kicked his shins and pulled him aside.

“I’ll play with Connor.” Jack said.

“No fair...ow.” Rudolph said but this time Selena put her hands over is mouth before pulling him aside.

“I don’t mind if you all play.” Jasvinder said.

“No we just remembered something important came up.”

“What?” Rudolph said.

“I’ll tell you on the way.” Selena said all but dragging him along.

“Okay but if this is you trying to seduce me, we have to talk about your charm because it needs some work.” Rudolph said.

“Well I suppose that’s that.” Jasvinder said chuckling to herself. The heat in Connor’s veins seemed to increase and he found himself yearning to reach this woman who was like a dark angel. They started playing and everything was pretty normal though at first Jasvinder’s strange movements didn’t make sense to Connor. They seemed very scattered and random, though he remembered Rudolph could employ a similar tactic when he was trying to hide his true intentions or set a number of traps. It looked like Jasvinder was going to create some type of innovative and peaceful society until she finalized her design. She ended up unleashing a series of ritual sacrifices utilizing blood magic. The result was that although her civilization was crippled out of it crawled a legion of vampiric creatures and their ghoulish thralls. It seemed that Jack had seen it coming because he had positioned his forces in such a way as to rapidly contain the outbreak without letting them connect with their other branches. This might have worked if he only had to worry about military might, however Jasvinder had a knowledge of the arcane and used her sorcerers to turn Jack’s demons and undead against him. Connor had been playing a more conservative style this time around, with a focus on small bands of adventurers and agents, and he sought to sneak into the blood drenched territories and take out the leadership from their however each time he tried his forces were hassled and worn down as they trudged their way through hell. And when they finally reached their objectives they were often decimated by undead knights fueled by some type of magic blood well which were the source of the curse’s outbreak. In short she thrashed them both badly.

“That was certainly entertaining. You both are fine players, filled with youthful zeal.”

“That was insane, how did you do that?”

“Magic of course.” She said winking.

“I’ve been told that the best tricks hide in plain sight.” Jack said looking serious and disturbed.

“When you used that blood ritual I thought, she can’t be serious, that’s basically like declaring war on the world. But you did it anyway and you actually won.”

“A bit of boldness here or there can work wonders.”

“The infestation of vastly multiplying abominations doesn’t hurt as well.” Jack said.

“Every great venture needs a strong foundation.” Jasvinder said.

“I suppose that could be true. Connor our time’s almost up we should get going.”

“You’re right, but still miss Blackhill, we should play again sometime, I’d hate for this to be the last time we see you.” Connor said.

“You have nothing to worry about when it comes to that Connor, I’m positive we’ll meet again shortly.” Jasvinder said her eyes flashing red again, as quick as it came, however, the color was gone.

“Let’s go Connor.” Jack said. Connor got up to take after his friend only to find Rudolph and Selena waiting nearby. As they walked back to their chaperones the gang exchanged some words.

“That woman is evil.” Selena said.

“She certainly had mesmerizing eyes. Do Indian woman normally have ruby colored irises?” Rudolph Said.

“That was a vampire.” Jack said.

“Magic huh?” Connor said, holding his own counsel.

To understand their responses perhaps some insight is needed. Selena turned to religion after her father was taken to prison and so she often looked to the world in order to see what it should be; righteous and good. It wasn’t that she couldn’t comprehend moral ambiguities, it was more like she wouldn’t tolerate them. Jack was a serious fan of the occult and paganism, he didn’t really embody these beliefs but he liked to think that they were shattered pieces of the same puzzle. Signs that could point in worthy directions. He thought there was much to learn from how a people attempted to understand the world around them regardless of whether these attempts were inherently correct or not. Rudolph aspired to be something like an FBI agent or a CIA man, so although he was enamored by a beguiling yet deceptive creature, perhaps his unconscious retained some deeper awareness of the dangerous patterns which had appeared before him. Connor, well he was just being Connor.

After his defeat by the mysterious vampire lady Connor regaled Lydia with the tale though he tried, in vain, not to comment on how curvy she was or how good she smelled. Lydia was amused and after he was finished with his story she told him that Jasvinder was a florist who had recently moved into the town. Connor was ecstatic and told Lydia he’d buy her flowers to show her just how much he appreciated her.

#Trial Of Champions/ Hunter's Mercy

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