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novankenn · 7 months ago

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I had an idea for Mafia AU. Weiss and Winter Schnee. Sisters on opposite sides of the law learn that their father IS responsible for the hit on Jaune. The Arcs leaving have hurt his bottom line and he can’t abide it. Through different approaches the two sisters learn Jacques has hired “The Scorpion” an assassin that can’t be swayed once he accepts a contract. It is a religious matter to him. How do they respond and would the head of the Schnee family survive their response?

Mirror, Mirror in the hall, who do we call?

(A snippet from "a Mafia" & "From Assassin to Sales Clerk" AUs)

Weiss was having the time of her life tonight. Under the strobing black lights of the club her neon pink and yellow twin trail styled hair, and form fitting shirt and hot pants glowed brightly. The world renown singer and heir to the Schnee Family was loving the anonymity her outfit and acts were giving her.

In fact she was currently getting very up close and personal with a very energetic and flirty cat faunus, dressed in similarly bright colors. A quick thought about the young man her father had betrothed her to passed through her mind, making her feel even better about sharing these... intimate dances with Neon.

The betrothal was just another attempt by her father to bring more wealth and power under Schnee influence. The Vasilias were fairly powerful in their own right, and if linked to the Schnee via a marriage between Weiss and Neptune... all the better. Which was why Weiss had been paying more attention to her father's actions... and the family's public and private books.

Which was why she was risking meeting her black sheep of a sister, Winter. Weiss still didn't fully understand why Winter threw away everything her family could have helped her achieve to struggle and slave for pennies as a SWAT member in the AMPD. Weiss licked her lips when she felt Neon's tail brush her behind while moving to coil about her waist.

"Some one's getting frisky." Weiss purred into Neon's ear as she draped her arms over the slightly shorter woman.

"Do you blame me?" Neon purred right back, while leaning in for a kiss.

Weiss' heart was slamming inside her chest and she lowered her head to meet the beautiful girl's lips, when the world exploded in light.

"AMPD! Everyone on the ground now!"

Neon grabbed Weiss' hand and tried to drag her away, but Weiss refused. This was all part of the plan, to speak with Winter, so she needed to stay. Pulling Neon close, Weiss gave her the kiss she had wanted, and then pressed her forehead to hers.

"I need to stay." Weiss whispered. "If you stay with me, I'll take care of you. But if you want to go... I'll understand."

"You promise?" Neon asked as she slid her hand down from Weiss' wrist and intertwined her fingers with Weiss'

"I promise."

"Down on the ground! Hands on you heads! NOW!"

Thirty minutes later Weiss found herself in an interrogation room. She remained silent as Officer Marrow tried to get her to explain why she was attending a rave in a drug den. Weiss just slid a business card to him. A card with the contact details for Detective Winter Schnee of AMPDs Special Weapons and Tactics Team. Officer Marrow picked up the card.

"Okay, Ms Harlequin." Marrow rose from his seat, knocked on the door twice, and before leaving, "Det Schnee will be with you shortly."

Another twenty minutes later, a rather stern looking woman, entered. Her uniform was pristine, and she radiated an air of authority. She said nothing as she took her seat. Before the door closed she gave a nod to her partner, Detective Elm Ederne, who returned the nod.

The pair sat in silence for a minute before the blinking redlight on the camera stayed off.

"Sister. What is it this time?" Winter spoke with a disinterested tone. "As much as I appreciate you trying to stay in... "

"The girl brought in with me. Neon Katt, can you make sure she is released with me?"

"Why?" Winter cocked an elbow as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Is she special?"

"Just to me." Weiss replied, "As for why I did this..."

"It better not be to ask me to a secret birth..."

"NO!" Weiss snapped. "This is important! Danger to the family important!"

"Weiss?"

"I've been looking at the books, and watching father." Weiss reported to her sister, "He's up to..."

"The bastard is always up to something. Legal or illegal. He's always scheming, and fucking people over."

"Well this will fuck us all, if it means what I think it means." Weiss countered. "I think father has issued a contract. I'm not sure for how much, or on who specifically."

"I'll need more information then that Weiss. You know this."

"There is forty million missing from the accounts."

"Shit."

"I contracted someone, Flynt Coal, know him?"

"Why did you hire a Black Hat hacker?"

"To get into Father's personal systems." Weiss explained, "He did, and he found two names. Arc and Scorpion. Do those..."

"Are you positive!" Winter snapped.

"Yes? Flynt drop-boxed me the time stamped screen shots."

"Fuck!"

"Winter, I don't...."

"Get hold of you friend Flynt and tell to vanish. Then you take Neon, introduce her to Mom and Whitley..." Winter paused. "And then CONVIENCE or COERCE her to take you all to Mistral for a holiday. Understand?"

"I don't but I'll do it." Weiss responded. "Can you tell me what is going on?"

"Father in his stupidity may have just killed us all." Winter growled before standing up, and banging on the door. When it opened. "She knows nothing. Just a stupid girl and her girlfriend looking for a fun time. Cut her and Neon Katt loose."

"Everything okay Winter?" Elm asked. "You look a little... stressed."

"We need to speak to Chief Ironwood."

Ten minutes later, Wiess was desperately sending Flynt a message, through a BBS while dragging Neon with her towards the bullhead pads for Atlas proper.

#rwby #a mafia au #from assassin to sales clerk au #the schnee family #weiss schnee #winter schnee #reader ask #my answer #response to ask #neon katt

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nunezs-stuff · 8 days ago

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Lilith Kianna's cursed form

Kianna activated her cursed form while being hunted down by vampire Hunters that found out she was a cursed hybrid and wanted to use her blood and flesh to Cook's vampires into luring into a trap to kill them and in that moment she ran as fast as she could but the thing that made her activate that form is

when one of them ended up grabbing her and she felt something in her body cut like

Thorns being cut from a rose and Thorn suddenly appeared attacking the Vampire

Hunter while while roses started to bloom and exploded as

it was soon left with a much taller version of kianna her hair now long and bright red as

One of her eyes was a dark pink and the other one was a pastel blue with those same

cat-like pupils and and black lines across her body looking like thorns with a long pinkish

black and red and white dress with long

sleeves covering her entire arms with roses and details and thorns on the dress and

everywhere she stepped roses appeared and she turned to them with nothing but

rage as they try to attack her they soon ended up

heavily injured on the ground as she fell to the ground herself as petals swarmed around her turning her back to normal she

thought everything was fine until she felt

extreme pain running through her body and ended up coughing no vomiting concerning

amounts of blood like usual in her normal form but the pain was far more aggetting

and actually made her immediately pass out

if not for her extreme hunger for blood as she forcibly grabbed one of the vampire

hunters and sunk her teeth into their neck drinking them dry feeling more hungry than

usual a hunger that cannot be just simply

satisfied with a single vial blood no she needed gallons to satisfy her hunger

Her abilities in her cursed form and downsides and upsides and the change of her appearance:

The change of her appearance

She is far taller than in her normal body as the power of her cursed form would likely kill her stole her body becomes bigger and taller in order to properly use her cursed form as it saves her from far more agony that she will receive when she is back to normal when she turns back to normal her hair becomes

longer and the bright red turns back to normal to her normal Brown and red hair just with some blonde highlights that will slowly go away indicating that she did use her cursed form and she is going back to normal

Upsides to her cursed form and the change of her appearance:

It makes her powers slightly stronger and the poison of her butterflies take a faster effect and she has earned the nickname the poisonous Rose as her powers are directly poison as if she can't use her butterflies she can use her hair and suck the life out of someone if she needs blood immediately

while still in her cursed form she is still able

to use her pinkish white butterflies they are still the same as they serve one purpose but at the tips of the Butterflies they have a darker pink on them indicating that she is not her normal self neither are the butterflies it is a small but effective detail

The change of her appearance causes her to look bigger and become taller

Her eye color also changes to one of her eyes being a darker pink and her other eye being a pastel blue and the designs of her eyes change slightly they are still the same but they have Rose designs detailed into the eyes

Almost 8 ft tall but she stands around 6 ft tall a clear change to her normal short and petite appearance she also manifests a pinkish red and white and black dress with black boots with Vine like markings on her

body primarily mostly seen on her thighs shoulders and around her chest and neck and has a choke her around her throat that is designed to look like thorns and a rose noticeable

Downsides

The process of being in her cursed form is painful as her body is basically stretched out and her bones become bigger becoming what they're truly not meant to be the pain

does go away after she's fully in her cursed form but overall it is an incredibly painful

process that's why her cursed form is rarely used as it takes a lot of energy and gallons of

blood as her cursed form is far stronger than her normal self she even coughs up blood

and bleeds from her head while she's in her cursed form it doesn't even have to be from an injury it's just a a way to immediately relieve pressure that is slowly building up on her body the longer she uses her cursed form

She also isn't extremely strong or overpowered as she's not strong enough to fight a god she is maybe a cursed hybrid but even creatures like cursed hybrids and herself know their limits

@vanillafalvoredcoffee @morbid-dreamzz @cursedcupcakemaster @reijisteacup

#diabolic lovers #diab #diaboliklovers #dialovers #diabolik boys #diabolik brothers #diabolik lovers #jjk #SoundCloud #kianna komori pretty girl

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bones4thecats · 1 year ago

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Oh lord, here I go again...

Hey guys! I'm sorry that I haven't posted in a while, I'm working on the final request and then I'll get to working on some Demon Slayer and other fandom's pieces! Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this. Love y'all <3

Demon Slayer Incorrect Quotes (mainly Hashira)

Sanemi Shinazugawa: Welcome to Fucking Applebees, do you want apples or bees? Uzui Tengen: Bees? Sanemi Shinazugawa: HE HAS SELECTED THE BEES! Uzui Tengen: Wait- *Iguro Obanai approaches, shaking a jar of bees menacingly* Shinobu Kocho: Do you even know what an amulet is? Inosuke Hashibira: Of course I do! I eat amulets sometimes. I like the ones with cheese and onions! Shinobu Kocho: Inosuke, those are omelettes. Inosuke Hashibira: Oh. Then I’ve got nothing. *In response to receiving a gift* Kanroji Mitsuri: Wow! That’s awesome! I’ll pay you back! Tomioka Giyuu: You didn’t have to get this for me… Sanemi Shinazugawa: S-stupid! Now I HAVE to get you something! Muichiro Tokito: Th-thanks, but why? Kyojuro Rengoku: Oh my! I can’t accept a gift like this! Muzan Kibutsuji: Did you keep the receipt? Inosuke Hashibira: Why is Tomeokana making us do the dishes again? You haven’t washed them in a week, Gonpachiro! Tanjiro Kamado: It’s because I’m Giyuu's favorite. Zenitsu Agatsuma: I hate you. Uzui Tengen: Rengoku, I have a question. Rengoku Kyojuro: What is it, Uzui? Uzui Tengen: What color is an orange? Rengoku Kyojuro: Best-Buddy, you bonehead! Its color is the same as its name. Just like a lemon. Muichiro Tokito: You remind me of the ocean. Sanemi Shinazugawa: Because I'm deep and mysterious? Muichiro Tokito: No, because you're full of salt and you scare people. Uzui Tengen, watching power lines fall down: Gyomei, Shinobu! The town is exploding and it's very pretty! Mitsuri Kanroji: So, what’s Iguro's type? Kyojuro Rengoku: Pink and green hair, kind, oblivious, good sense of humor, complete lover. Mitsuri Kanroji: Sounds kind of like me. Too bad we’re just friends. Kyojuro Rengoku: Did I mention oblivious? Mitsuri Kanroji: Yeah, why? Kyojuro Rengoku: Okay, just making sure. Gyomei Himejima: I can't believe there's a cat somewhere in my house. Amazing feeling. Love cats. And he's here, in my house! Somewhere! And I may encounter him! What a treat.

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danika-redgrave124 · 10 months ago

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Umbra Witch Yuu Weapons Side Characters Plus Grim

Gemstone Blaze

Appearance: The Gemstone Blaze pistols are sleek, with barrels that emit an intense blue flame. The gemstones embedded in the pistols are similar to the one around Grim’s neck, glowing with an otherworldly light. The grips are wrapped in elegant black and white ribbons, adding a touch of sophistication to the deadly weapons.

Combat Style

Long-Range Firepower and Flame Manipulation: Gemstone Blaze allows Yuu to dominate the battlefield with a combination of precise gunplay and powerful flame-based attacks.

Blazing Roar: This special ability unleashes bursts of blue flame projectiles that explode on impact, dealing significant area-of-effect damage. The explosive nature of the flames makes it effective against groups of enemies, allowing Yuu to control the battlefield and keep foes at a distance.

Wave of Blue Flames: The pistols can also generate a sweeping wave of blue flames that rolls across the ground, engulfing enemies in its path. This wave enhances Yuu's fire-based attacks, making them more potent and giving them an edge in combat against enemies weak to fire.

Pyrotechnic Precision: With Gemstone Blaze, Yuu's combat style would emphasize precision and flair. They can fire off rapid bursts of flame projectiles, chaining them together to create explosive combos. The blue flames add a dramatic visual element to their attacks, making their movements even more stylish and impactful.

Enhanced Fire-Based Attacks: The flames from Gemstone Blaze don’t just damage enemies; they also empower Yuu's other fire-based abilities. As the blue flames surround them, they can temporarily increase the power and range of their fiery attacks, allowing her to unleash devastating assaults that leave her enemies scorched and overwhelmed.

Finishing Moves

Inferno Climax: When performing a Climax attack with Gemstone Blaze, Yuu channels the full power of the pistols, creating a massive pillar of blue flame that engulfs all enemies in its radius. The flames burn with intense heat, reducing foes to ash as Yuu emerges unscathed from the inferno, their power amplified by the searing energy.

Smile Tails

Appearance: Smile Tails consists of two elegantly curved blades, each adorned with the iconic purple and pink stripes reminiscent of the Cheshire Cat. The blades shimmer with an eerie, otherworldly glow, and the handles are designed with playful, yet sinister, feline motifs. When wielded, the blades seem to shimmer in and out of existence, much like the Cheshire Cat’s infamous grin.

Combat Style

Whimsical and Unpredictable Strikes: Smile Tails allows Yuu to attack with a combination of speed, precision, and misdirection. The curved blades are perfect for sweeping strikes and rapid combos that keep enemies on their toes.

Grinning Apparition: This special ability unleashes a flurry of strikes that create illusionary copies of the blades. These spectral copies mimic Yuu's movements, attacking enemies from multiple directions simultaneously. The disorienting nature of these illusions confuses opponents, making it difficult for them to predict where the real attack will come from.

Mischievous Vanish: As the illusionary blades land their blows, they vanish with a mischievous smile, adding an unsettling psychological element to the fight. Enemies are left vulnerable and off-balance, as they struggle to keep up with the elusive and deceptive attacks.

Feline Agility and Grace: Smile Tails would enhance Yuu's agility, allowing them to dart around the battlefield with feline-like grace. The dual blades are light and responsive, perfect for acrobatic maneuvers and quick, fluid strikes that can seamlessly transition between offense and defense.

Tactical Deception: The illusionary copies created by Grinning Apparition aren’t just for show—they serve as a tactical advantage, enabling Yuu to strike from unexpected angles or set up devastating follow-up attacks. The confusion sown by these illusions allows her to manipulate the flow of battle, controlling the pace and overwhelming her foes with unpredictability.

Finishing Moves

Cheshire Cat's Gambit: When performing a Climax attack with Smile Tails, Yuu summons a massive, grinning Cheshire Cat apparition that engulfs the battlefield in darkness. The only visible elements are the floating, grinning blades that strike relentlessly at enemies. The attack concludes with the Cheshire Cat’s iconic grin lingering in the air as the enemies are torn apart by the spectral blades.

Judgement Cross

Appearance: Judgement Cross is a foreboding scythe with a long, dark handle adorned with intricate gothic designs and religious symbols. The blade is razor-sharp, etched with fiery motifs that seem to glow with a smoldering intensity. The scythe's hilt is encrusted with dark gemstones, and the overall design exudes a sense of judgment and punishment.

Combat Style

Heavy and Devastating Strikes: Judgement Cross would emphasize powerful, sweeping strikes that can cleave through multiple enemies at once. The scythe’s wide arc allows Yuu to control the battlefield, keeping enemies at bay while delivering devastating blows.

Hellfire Verdict: This special ability unleashes a wave of hellfire with each swing, engulfing enemies in flames. The fiery slashes not only cause immediate damage but also leave enemies burning, dealing continuous damage over time. The intense flames create an aura of condemnation, as if the enemies are being judged and punished by the scythe’s righteous fury.

Aura of Condemnation: When wielding Judgement Cross, Yuu radiates an intimidating presence, as if passing judgment on her foes. The scythe’s strikes are imbued with an aura of condemnation, making enemies more susceptible to stagger and increasing the psychological pressure they feel in battle.

Enhanced Attack Power: Hellfire Verdict doesn’t just damage enemies—it also temporarily increases Yuu's attack power, allowing her to deal even more punishing blows. As they swings the scythe, the flames intensify, imbuing each strike with the destructive force of hellfire.

Tactical Area Control: The wide, sweeping attacks of Judgement Cross are ideal for controlling large groups of enemies. Yuu can use the scythe to carve out space on the battlefield, creating zones of fiery condemnation where enemies are reluctant to tread. This allows them to dictate the flow of combat, forcing enemies into positions where they are vulnerable to their other abilities.

Finishing Moves

Infernal Judgement: When performing a Climax attack with Judgement Cross, Yuu swings the scythe in a grand, sweeping motion, summoning a massive pillar of hellfire that erupts from the ground, consuming all enemies in its path. The attack culminates in a final, decisive strike that sends out shockwaves of fire, leaving the battlefield scorched and her enemies reduced to ashes.

Deceptive Canes

Appearance: The Deceptive Canes are a pair of elegant, sleek canes adorned with fox motifs that symbolize cunning and slyness. The canes are intricately designed with swirling patterns and ornate handles, giving them a sophisticated yet deceptive appearance. Hidden within each cane are extendable blades that reveal their true lethality during combat.

Combat Style

Deceptive and Precise Strikes: Deceptive Canes would emphasize quick, precise strikes that catch enemies off guard. Yuu would use the canes to feint, mislead, and outmaneuver their foes, striking with the hidden blades at unexpected moments.

Cunning Charade: This special ability unleashes a flurry of deceptive strikes that create illusions, confusing and disorienting enemies. As Bayonetta strikes, the canes extend their hidden blades, making the attacks appear harmless until the last second when the true danger is revealed. This ability also temporarily increases Bayonetta’s critical hit rate, allowing her to land more devastating blows.

Enhanced Evasiveness: Wielding the Deceptive Canes allows Yuu to move with increased agility and finesse. The canes can be used to vault, flip, and weave through enemy attacks, making them harder to hit. The Cunning Charade ability further enhances their evasiveness, allowing them to dodge and counterattack with lethal precision.

Illusory Feints: Yuu can use the canes to create illusory feints, causing enemies to misjudge their movements. They might appear to strike with one cane, only to swiftly switch to the other, keeping her foes off-balance. This tactic makes it difficult for enemies to predict her next move, giving her the upper hand in battle.

Tactical Deception

Disorienting Combos: The Deceptive Canes allow Yuu to chain together combos that bewilder and overwhelm their opponents. The hidden blades can extend mid-combo, turning what seems like a harmless strike into a lethal blow. The rapid shifts between deceptive movements and deadly strikes keep enemies on edge, unable to anticipate her next move.

Confusion and Misdirection: The fox motifs on the canes serve as a reminder of their deceptive nature. Yuu can use the canes to create illusions or distortions in the battlefield, making it appear as if there are multiple copies of her or that she’s attacking from different angles. This tactic sows confusion among her enemies, leaving them vulnerable to their true attacks.

Finishing Moves

Fox's Gambit: When performing a Climax attack with the Deceptive Canes, Yuu engages in a rapid series of feints and strikes, creating afterimages that leave her enemies guessing which one is real. They finishes the move by extending the hidden blades fully, delivering a series of critical hits that devastate their foes, leaving them disoriented and defeated.

Clownish Mallets

Appearance: The Clownish Mallets are dual mallets with a playful, exaggerated design. Each mallet is adorned with bright, garish colors and whimsical patterns, reminiscent of a circus or carnival. They feature a spring-loaded mechanism hidden within the heads, adding an element of unpredictability to their strikes. The handles are large and decorated with clownish motifs, making them look both amusing and menacing.

Combat Style

Chaotic and Powerful Strikes: The Clownish Mallets would emphasize heavy, unpredictable attacks that combine strength with a touch of whimsy. Yuu would use the mallets to deliver powerful, erratic blows that can disrupt and stagger enemies.

Blundering Bash: This special ability involves performing a series of heavy, unpredictable strikes. The spring-loaded mechanism adds an extra punch to each blow, causing significant knockback and stunning enemies. The erratic nature of the attacks keeps opponents guessing and unable to effectively counter their moves. Additionally, Blundering Bash temporarily boosts Bayonetta’s strength and resilience, allowing her to endure more damage and deal devastating hits.

Unpredictable Impact: The Clownish Mallets’ spring-loaded mechanism creates a sense of unpredictability in combat. Each strike can vary in force and trajectory, making it difficult for enemies to anticipate Yuu's next move. The mallets might bounce or spin unpredictably, adding a chaotic element to her attacks.

Area Control: Yuu can use the mallets to create a wide area of impact. The powerful, unpredictable strikes can knock multiple enemies back and create space for them to maneuver. This makes the Clownish Mallets ideal for dealing with groups of enemies and disrupting their formations.

Tactical Disruption

Stunning Combos: The mallets can be used to chain together combos that stun and disorient enemies. Yuu might perform a series of erratic swings, with each blow causing enemies to stagger or fall back, setting them up for follow-up attacks or giving them the chance to reposition.

Whimsical Chaos: The whimsical design of the Clownish Mallets can create a chaotic battlefield environment. Yuu's strikes might cause environmental hazards or trigger unexpected effects, such as bouncing enemies into traps or causing explosions. The unpredictability of the mallets adds an element of surprise to her combat strategy.

Finishing Moves

Carnival Frenzy: When performing a Climax attack with the Clownish Mallets, Yuu unleashes a wild series of swings and bounces. The mallets spin and expand their range of impact, creating a frenzy of chaotic energy. Enemies caught in the attack are thrown around and stunned, ending with a powerful, unpredictable final blow that deals massive damage.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland yuu #twisted wonderland x reader #twst yuu #umbra witch yuu #twistedwonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x bayonetta #bayonetta x twisted wonderland

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g3n3s1s-l0v3 · 4 months ago

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sniles so sneetly . okaye :3 how about riley dakota and mamo .. theyre so silly ....

RONNIE IM SO SORRY I DIDNT HAVE IT IN ME TO ANSWER THIS ASK FOR SO LONG. BUT IM HERE NOW. sorry these are prtty short im not in the best mental right now but i am powering thru!!!!!!!

ok this is my fourth time writing this cuz i keep getting distracted and then. the page refreshes. and then i explode. anyways I LOVE DAKOTA

DAKOTA NICOLE

naturally has pretty curly hair

listens to emo music as like a guilty pleasure, normally listens to pop

almost all of her clothes are branded

has at least one large tattoo

broke her nose once and had to get a medical rhinoplasty to fix it

does heavy makeup almost every day so her idea of getting ‘done up’ is like… rhinstones and shit

absolutely ASS grades. barely graduated

her entire dorm is painted bright pink + cheetah print in some spots

she strikes me as either a younger sister or only child

cat person! persian maybe?

MAMO IKAIKA

only owns sports bras

wears a forest-y perfume normally, vanilla when she’s trying to be fancy

chronic insomnia haver

once almost set her room on fire by leaving a candle burning too long

does her own hair most of the time

very easily jealous + has gotten pretty good at hiding it

prone to sports injuries

very neat handwriting

indie rock music enjoyer, althought she’ll listen to anything that sounds good

has a good deal of freckles + sun damage from standing outside all day every day for however many years

RILEY WEST

hm. hes such a creature

so many injuries its ridiculous

has very strong skin now. emotionally. he still gets scrapped up all the time

got popped on the head as a baby when he fell out of a tree

hmmmmmm cat person? ginger cats

has pet hampter and someone else in his family has a pet bunny

he adores them both but really shouldnt be trusted to watch animals

speed reader

has a stutter when he gets excited ot stressed out

his idea of dressing fancy is putting on converse rather than nike

barks at little kids on roblox

and in real life

#db2 ramble #db2 #db2 headcanons #riley west #riley daybreak #dakota nicole #dakota daybreak #mamo ikaika #mamo daybreak #daybreak roblox #daybreak #roblox daybreak #ramble #my headcanons #headcanons

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catboy-autism · 1 year ago

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♡♡ Novalovallion // Novalovegender ♡♡

Novalovallion - An allion related to ones love being as intense, powerful, and exploding as a supernova.

Novalovegender - A gender related to ones love being as intense, powerful, and exploding as a supernova.

Both of these might feel like they have themes of death, rebirth, and/or collapse. These are not necessary to identify with them.

[ID 1: A 9-striped flag. From top to bottom, the colors are deep red, orange, muted greyish-orange, teal, tealish-white, teal, muted greyish-orange, orange, and deep red. In the center is a circle that lightens the flag colors that intercept in it. Within the circle is a light yellow 6-petaled flower symbol, it is outlined in pale yellow. ID End]

[ID 2: An 11-striped flag. From top to bottom, the colors are deep red, red-orange, orange, muted greyish-orange, teal, whiteish-teal, teal, muted greyish-orange, orange, red-orange, and deep red. The muted greyish-orange and red-orange stripes are much thinner than the rest. The middle stripe is the thickest. In the center is a teal star-like shape. Around it is a yellow explosion. ID End]

[ID 3: A thin brown line, in the center of it is an orange tabby maine coon mix laying down, staring to the side of the viewer. ID End]

[ID 4: A rectangular banner. The border of it has a gradient of orange to pink. In each corner are 3 strawberries and 4 strawberry flowers. Within the border is a light tan rectangle with text. From top to bottom the different blocks of text read, in all caps: "Do not involve my flags or labels in discourse", this is colored red and underlined; "Anyone can use my flags and labels", this is also red; "But I do block freely", this is colored pink. There is a line of small cartoonish strawberries, each separated by little leaves. On the center bottom is a pink to orange gradient rounded rectangle. Within it is a red text in all caps that reads "This blog loves mspec gays and lesbians". On the left of the rectangle is the mspec lesbian flag and on the right is the mspec gay flag. On the left and right of the main rectangle are drawings of calico cats stretching. There are muddy paw prints scattered across the banner. ID End]

#tina coins #labels and flags #my hoard #xenogender coining #allion #mogai coining #liom coining #liomogai #lovegender #supernovagender #stargender #starallion #novalovegender #Novalovallion #mogai #liom #mogai term #liom term

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theimpossiblescheme · 1 year ago

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On clearer nights, when the near-constant clouds and light pollution saw fit to lift a little, you could actually see the stars above the Junkyard. On those occasions, Mistoffelees liked to celebrate by creating a few stars of his own. All the kittens who could stay awake that long would gather at the base of the old car boot as Misto sat above them, waving his paws like he was conducting a symphony, and conjured bursts of color and light. Wheels of red, flashes of green, streaks of blue and purple, and bright flutters of pink and yellow. Better than any human fireworks display as they pranced among the existing stars, bouncing between them with frenetic energy or taking the forms of various constellations to tear through the sky on shimmering paws. Sometimes they would whistle down to ground level, daring Electra or Pouncival to join in the game and chase or touch them, only to explode into sparkles if they got too close. And every time, they would cheer and clap their paws and beg for him to do it again, and Misto would grin from ear to ear and gladly oblige.

Demeter could never remember Macavity using his magic so frivolously. For him, magic was like… a sword, she supposed. One of those enormous lumps of steel humans needed two hands to wield, and even then not very gracefully. Heavy, cruel, devastatingly effective at knocking both the wind from your body and every thought from your head… but in essence, just a blunt instrument. A tool he used to get what he wanted in the quickest, most brutal way possible. And apparently equally exhausting to use, too–Macavity always wielded his magic like every time might be the last time, so he may as well make it count. One massive blow like he was trying to level the entire battlefield at once, and that was it–back to claws and teeth and wits, never daring to let on how much had been taken out of him. It used to fill Demeter with concern, but in the later days it became a mingling of fear and dread.

She’d wanted very much to be afraid of Misto when they first met. But he made that very hard, even from the word go. How could she be afraid of any magical cat who wielded his power so gently, so joyfully? Who seemed aware of what a tremendous gift he’d been given and wanted to share it with everyone (even just for the sake of showing off a bit). Who thought nothing of “wasting” his magic and would use it for anything from lighting a broken streetlamp to setting Tugger’s tail on fire. Who greeted you with fire and chaos and something ancient and unknowable in his soul (how many lives had the Everlasting Cat given him, Demeter often wondered), but reflected back the creation of some new star you’d never seen before and left you with glee and wonder instead.

Who reveled in that act of creation, never destruction, even if it was little bits of illusion like this that wouldn’t last. But then again, she had seen him bring Old Deuteronomy back seemingly from the dead. There was something comforting about a cat who could do something like that still wanting to do silly little color and light shows for a bunch of kittens. “Comforting” wasn’t really a word that felt immediately intuitive for Misto, not the way it did with Munkustrap or Deuteronomy himself; but when they danced together at midnight and smirked at each other over familiar beats in Gus’s stories, that was exactly the way he felt to Demeter. Which, these days, was one of the highest compliments she could give.

Presently, Misto was asking for more “walkabout” requests. A chorus of little voices immediately rang out, only to descend into arguing about We’ve already seen that one, that one’s not real, you always ask for that one, do something cooler this time! With no consensus reached, Misto cocked a sly eyebrow at Demeter across from him, where she was lounging across the steps to the tire. After a moment’s contemplation, she asked for the Lynx–it was always her favorite constellation, even if the Lion was more impressive. He gave her a brisk nod, clapping his paws together and rubbing them briskly before opening them with a flourish and blowing the sparks from his claws. Sure enough, the sparks coalesced to form the figure of a great spectral beast, lumbering down to earth in a mass of flickering gold like a swarm of fireflies. Tumblebrutus gasped in delight and Jemima gripped her little sister’s shoulders as it passed, stopping in front of Demeter and lowering into a deep bow at her feet.

She knew how she must look as she glanced up at her friend–like a kitten herself seeing the Jellicle Moon for the first time, a big dopey smile across her face. Misto echoed the smile back at her and cocked his head to one side, beckoning her to join them. And she did, rising from the steps and coming to sit behind Pounce and her daughters, but not before reaching out a claw to touch and scatter the stardust before her.

#Little sneak-peek to a similar Secret Santa project I'm working on right now... <3 #cats the musical #demeter #mistoffelees

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littlelynx22 · 1 year ago

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🩷✨Ariana✨🩷

Info

Ari/Aria/Ariana is the daughter of HuskerDust

She lives in the hotel with..

Charlie (Auntie)

Vaggie (Auntie)

Husk (Father/Dad)

Angel (Pa/Papa)

Alsotor (Uncle)

Nifty (Firend)

Lucifer (Uncle)

Melody (Twin Brother)

Info

Name: Ariana~Dust

Pronounce: She/Her

Sexuality: Pansexual/Transgender (Males Genitalia)

Nickname:

Sweet Pea, Feathers, Honey-Pie (Angel)

Sweetie, Kiddo, lil Wings (Husk)

Cutie Pie, Ari, Fluff Ball (Vaggie & Charlie)

Lil Feathers, Petite Ar, lil Fellow (Alsotor)

Rockstar, Wings, Mini Angel (Lucifer)

Feathers, Fa-Fa, Lil Ang, Buttons (Cherri Bomb)

Buttons, Hearts, Prankster (Sir Pinches)

Ms.Ari, Ariana, Wings, Mini Husk (Nifty)

Feathers, Fluffy Face, Ari (Melody)

Likes

LOVES PANCAKES 🥞

Jazz

LOVES SUSHI 🍣

Flirting (Not all the time)

Italian Food

Her Dads (HuskerDust)

Her family

Wearing Casual Clothes

Tank tops

Boots

Being a Stripper (Like Angel)

Her Freedom

Half Cat-Spider Appearance

Dancing

Listen to Music

Drawing

Writing

Reading

LOVES Pranks

Color Purple/Pink

Cooking

Gambling (she always WINS)

Magic Shows (Her Father's)

Watch people in pain/suffer (being Psycho)

Fashion

Velvet (The from the V’s)

Dealing with other people’s souls/fear

Parties

LOVES Whiskey (Age of 20)

Dislikes

The V's (Valentino & Vox)

Valentino (Angels Boss)

Travis

Vox

Treated like a pet

People being fake

Mimzy bringing trouble

Being treated like a pet

Cat instincts

People annoying her

People cheating (Gambling)

Memorizing scripts

Anyone else ending up like her

Niffty getting into trouble/handling weapons

Depression

Uncle Alsotor Deals

Loud Noises

Abilities

Retractable Arms/Wings - Aria has a third set of arms that she keeps hidden and only uses them as her last resort and Uses her wings at any given time, place or When she needs them

Flight - Thanks to her large pair of retractable avian wings, Aria is capable of flight, Though, it has been stated that she doesn't fly often like her father Husk

Sensitivity - She can sense incoming storms, danger or a threat from a mile away

Bilingualism- Speaks Italian, Spanish, Japanese and Russian fluently as for English

Flexibility - Aria demonstrates some impressive flexibility as she is able to remove chains that were restraining her with ease, as well as pole dancing

Skilled Combatant - Aria uses her cards to fight, acting as a sharp weapon for melee and throwing projectiles, and using dice acting like grenades.

Immense Regeneration - As a Hell born (The only hell born including her brother), Ariana has enhanced regenerative abilities that allow her to heal in the blink of an eye, her regeneration was relatively slow compared to other sinners, taking a few moments to heal her wounds. Also allowing her to reconnect her whole torso and body parts as well as regrow her arms and legs instantaneously.

Exploding Blood - Aria can ignite the blood that has exited her body, turning it into crimson-pinkish flames that are harmful to Sinners, Winners, Overlords Serphims etc.

Card Manipulation - Aria can use this as an illusion to know what card the dealer or the opponent picked as a cheating system or by memory

Fire Manipulation - Aria Can damage people without resisting to heat

Pyrokenesis - She can create flames that burn twice as the rate it goes

Agnikinesis - Aria uses this power to control fire at will

Typgokenesis - She can create smoke at will

Webs - Aria can create webs from her fingertips. She utilizes them to bind and trap her victims in the same way a spider might. Extremely fine threads that can cut through even the thickest material if used rapidly. This can also cut through flesh and bones. She can also control the flames on them and how much damage she can do to her victims

Feather Darts - When Aria wings/feathers get damaged her wings won't Fall off those feathers will regrow in her wings, but in a different way her feathers are like needles the feathering of the are soft but the stick its self it has deadly needles that can go through flesh and bones even paralyzing, poisoning her victims until they're dead

Speed reading - While reading Ariana has more set of eyes which she is able to read at a fast pace even when having large piles of papers and remember what was on it.

Personality

She's a very quick learner when it comes to combat or anything she learns, she loves to hangout by herself or with fat nuggets or her family. She's Speshel in her own ways, when she gets angry or annoyed she'll act like Husk and when she's excited or up going she's like Angel Dust.

She is very confident, sometimes bold, she'll be a good person when she wants to be, but she's mostly chill or out going and when people get on her bad side she'll turn into a demon like cat about the size of Bee(Helluva Boss) and she'll kill anyone who getting her way or who causes pain to others.

When she's with her family she's happy and and loved, but when Angel takes her to Work with him she will not hesitate to kill Valentino and Vox, but Not Vellevet cause she thinks she's kinda chill.

As Aria starts training she goes to Camilla Carmine as her combat teacher and friend, she'll go to Rosey and just see how things are going and if she needs anything, but back at the hotel when she's with Alsotor she's a bit of Husk when she goes near him, she's not scared or him {Maybe just a bit} but she doesn't show it at all so she can be strong.

Ariana on her days off or when she needs a break she’ll go with her “Auntie” Cherri Bomb to blow buildings up (Valentino’s Clubs) go out and causes a ruckus, sit and chill with her and have fun to reales her anger when she’s with Cherri.

When Aria is with Velvet she's just chill and she only comments on the fashion only, she'll kinda make fun of them, but She's just Aria she just likes to see others misrible only when it's convenient, but with Velvet or Vel as her nickname from Aria she's only there to help with fashion then leave.

Aria will drink blood or lava to regain her strength and skills, when she drinks blood she'll drink Angel Blood mainly to get her back up and running, so Lucifer gives her some of the exercise blood that they stored for her when she was a baby she drank blood from an exercise, and that's what she drank mostly

Ariana and her twin brother share a tight bond, supporting each other through thick and thin. Though they have their typical sibling disagreements, their love for each other is unwavering. Their unique connection as twins only strengthens their relationship, and they know they will always have each other's backs.

Characteristics

Goth Girl

Easily Annoyed

Protective

Funny/Fun

Chill

Feeling Loved by family

Sassy

Has Attitude

Happy (Optional)

Kind/Carring

Smart

Skilled

Confident

Skilled in Combat

Unkillable

Strong

Fun

#hazbin hotel oc #hazbin hotel #huskerdust #huskerdustchild #honeymoon #helluva boss #oc art #fanchild

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gudsouplady · 10 months ago

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Watching Sherlock (S1,E3) The Great Game (Spoilers) (Tw: This show has a lot of showing and mentioning of guns,Dead bodies,Drugs,War etc.If you don’t like that stuff then I advise you to not read this post)

• Minsk,Belarus in a jail

• Sherlock grammatically correcting him

• That wasn’t an accident

• Death penalty ????

• I Love the intro (as always)

• Why is Sherlock shooting a gun at the wall ????????????

• John arrived at the perfect time

• He’s that bored

• the head in the fridge

• Sherlock hates the blog

• The whole rant about the solar system is just so funny

• Sherlock would hate tumblr

• John just couldn’t take it and left

• Mrs Hudson !!!!!!!!!!!!!

• Sherlock watching John leave

• “What have you done to my Bl00DY wall ????? ”

• Baker Street exploded 💥

• John stayed at Sarah’s house 🏠

• John made it to Baker Street

• Sherlock and Mycroft

• Person found dead on train tracks

• Mycroft is kinda creepy

• Sherlock just played Mycroft the door 🎻

• Sherlock has been summoned

• “I’d be lost without my blogger”

• Who wrote the letter ✉️ ?????

• The pink phone has returned

• idk what the Greenwich pips are ?????

• A picture of an empty room

• They all blanked Mrs Hudson :(

• A pair of trainers in the middle of the room 👟👟

• Of course it’s a blocked number

• Is the woman ok

• A bomb vest on her body 💣 !!!!

• why does someone want her dead

• Investigating the trainers 👟

• The way John reached in the Sherlock’s coat whilst Sherlock is wearing it

• Text from Mycroft is obviously going be deleted

• The search was completed

• IT’S ANDREW SCOTT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

• Molly has a boyfriend called Jim

• Jim is causing havoc

• No wonder Molly ran away after your deduction

• The tension between John and Sherlock Istg

• John only wants to help

• John is sherlock’s best man

• John has been notified about the Westie case

• Sherlock finally figured out Carl Powers

• Back at Scotland Yard

• 4 pips and a picture of a car

• Another mysterious phone call from a different person

• They found the car drenched in blood

• Talking to his wife went unsuccessful

• The car is from Janus cars

• The car Dealer was a liar

• The red Laser on the forehead

• Janus cars help Ian disappear to Columba

• Why are there so many running police officers

• A picture of a woman and 3 pips

• An elderly blind woman :(

• “Sudden death” of Connie prince

• John has been set to go to the Prince family

• I don’t like Connie’s brother

• John doesn’t like the cat

• Mrs Hudson has some wise words

• John is on to something !!!!

• Sherlock taking terrible photos

• They figured it out

• The old woman….Nooooooooooooo

• Someone got arrested

• A picture of the Thames

• A dead body on the Thames

• Why is the mouth bruised

• A missing portrait

• Link to a serial killer

• He used to be a security guard

• What did the note say and why did he give it to that woman ????

• John is at Alex’s flat

• The gallery managers necklace is ugly

• “Have a nice day”

• John is just interviewing everyone

• I don’t like Joe

• “Vauxhall Arches”

• Sherlock has a homeless network

• why is Alex there ??????

• Is that the professor from the voicemail

• JOHN ALMOST SAVED SHERLOCK

• Golem got away

• Another victim but it’s a child :(

• 10 seconds…

• He figured it out

• Is the gallery manager a part of the calls ???

• It’s been Moriatry all along

• The body was moved

• Joe killed westie

• Joe tried to hurt John but John was prepared

• Why did Westie not put the memory stick somewhere safe and off his person

• He shoved Westie down the stairs and killed him

• “Look at the turn ups on his jeans”

• Sherlock will get the food shopping 🛒

• Who’s going to meet Sherlock at the pool

• John has the vest on !!!!!!!

• Who wants to hurt John !!!!

• It’s Jim Moriarty !!!!!

• He’s a consulting criminal

• “Daddy’s had enough now”

• “THAT’S WHAT PEOPLE DO”

• John is trying to sacrifice himself for Sherlock

• Lasers on the forehead

• Is he really just going to walk out

• *Moriarty’s surprised face*

• “No you won’t”

• He came back

• is he going to shoot The vest ???????

I rate this episode 10/10 because it was surprising and I loved the reveal of Moriarty as he has been spoken about throughout the series and I’m excited to watch season two

#bbc sherlock #benedict cumberbatch #mark gatiss #martin freeman #andrew scott #johnlock #Sherlock

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idontknowanametouse · 11 months ago

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Miraculous Rewrite AU. Chapter 1: Origins

(character redesigns are based off @aoberiart work)

(long post under the cut)

(tw/cw: slight mention of ableism, alcoholism, child neglect, child abuse, anxiety crisis and manipulation)

Gabriel takes the grimoire in his hands. He looks at the container in front of him. It comes close to exploding, the being whose pure essence is the concept of transmission trying to break free from the technological prison created by the Tsurugi Industries.

Taking a deep breath, he reads the spell in the grimoire, which unites a kwami with a human, forming a miraculous, and connects the device that binds the cosmic being to the bionic syringe. It takes no more than a few seconds for the needle to pierce through his skin and the light to leave the inside of the mechanical box.

Gabriel lets out a howl of pain, feeling something inside him almost shatter. However, keeping his goal in mind, he persists. He can't let that destroy him, not if he wants to get her back.

It seems to take a thousand years and one second. And when he least expected, it stopped.

Gabriel flexes his fingers covered in a mesh that wasn't there before, feeling his body, which no longer burns in pain. He focuses on his veins and feels the power coursing not through his physique, but through his soul. He feels the creature tied to him and its insistence on trying to escape, completely in vain.

He turns to the mirror, until he realizes that, in the midst of his transformation, he broke it. Looking at the shards on the floor, he notices his reflection in them. Despite the fragmented appearance, he can see the outward representation of his power.

Gabriel gets up to tell Nathalie that it worked.

-Plagg.

They get up, alarmed, until he sees her.

-Tikki?

-There is something happening.

That's when Plagg feels it.

-Nooroo.

-This happened before. With Duusu. And with you.

-…Yes.

-And you know what that means.

-…sometimes, it's not good to be the strongest.

-It's our duty, Plagg. Destruction and creation, remember?

-I was talking about our miraculous.

-…in fact, it will be bad for them.

-Do you know someone? Do you have a person in mind?

-Yes. But…

-But?

-She is only fifteen years old.

-…I see.

-Do you have someone who can do this?

-Yes. He's… also a child.

-We shouldn't do this to them.

-But there's no one else in this city, right?

-No. Not someone who has such a connection with us.

-Let's take care of them. I, at least, know that I will take care of mine. And you?

-I already take care of her. And now, I will care like I never did before.

-See you around, sugar cube… or Thérese.

-Likewise, stinky cheese… or should I call you Paul?

-You know you can call me whatever you want.

-Fool.

-There are no foolish cats, my dear ladybug.

Marinette thought a lot about her first school day outfit. After all, it will be the outfit she wears for class for most of the year. Finally, she manages to make up her mind, after a long time of doubt.

The shoes are black and doll-like, covering the instep engulfed by white striped socks. The skirt is also black, with pleats, and the light pink dress shirt has a red bow at the neck, complemented by black suspenders. She chooses to leave her hair loose, as she got tired of the pigtails.

They get dressed after breakfast, picking up their backpack and going down the stairs to the bakery and the street. They cross the intersection quickly, then enter the school gate and head towards what they were told to be their class.

As always, because she likes to get there early and lives close to the school, she is the first to arrive, seeing, little by little, her classmates fill the room. Taking out her notebook, she starts drawing sketches of her friends' clothes, after all, she always likes to sew new ones for them and has to know what kind of things they like to wear.

Nino greets her by kissing her on the temple, to which she laughs, looking at the bell-bottom jeans, the light green t-shirt with a sunflower print, the white and green striped long-sleeved blouse, the red headphones and, of course, the occasional flowers in their hair. People say the flower shop smell on him is as strong as the bakery's in Marinette.

Nathaniel blows her a kiss from afar, which she reciprocates. He wears a burgundy jumpsuit over a white long-sleeved shirt, his hands wrapped in black fishnet gloves and, on top of his head, a gray beanie. They also got a new piercing in their eyebrow, and the jumpsuit, despite being new (after all, Nath always repeats his clothes and Marinette has never seen that one before), already has small drops of dried paint noticeable on it.

Juleka gives a slight nod when she sees her, and Marinette waves her hand. Juleka's style has been the same since she was eleven years old: fishnet tights, black boots, a black pleated skirt (like theirs!), a purple off-the-shoulder sweater over a black top, silver necklaces and bracelets and black spiked chokers. Despite her appearance, Juleka has always been very kind, just like her brother.

Rose, on the other hand, comes in already hugging her. She doesn't mind Marinette hugging her back awkwardly, because, in her words, "a hug is a hug." She wears a short jeans jumpsuit over a pink blouse, with white socks and pink boots with a flower print, accompanied by a daisy in her hair.

Sabrina waves at Marinette, receiving the same gesture in return. Her white stockings are long, reaching halfway down her thigh, and a daisy adorns her hair, and she looks beautiful in the short white lace dress under a green sweatshirt. On her lap, she carries a photography camera, the same one she always carries with her.

Alix high-fives them, calling her, as usual, “the radest designer ever”. They wear a gray shirt accompanied by a green crop top and a green and black coat with a snake pattern, in addition to their pants having various designs, and their gray, black and green sneakers are highlighted by black socks. And, as always, there's their trademark gray and black cap along with their skates and magenta hair.

Kim and her also high five, which looks a little strange from the outside, given their height difference. He always has the same style of clothing, and it's always simple, which isn't a bad thing: a red sports sweatshirt over a black blouse, with black pants and wristbands, complemented by red sneakers.

Max gives her a categorical nod, to which Marinette responds with a wave of her hand. Like Kim, he doesn't tend to change his clothes much, not that this is a problem. He wears a green blouse accompanied by brown pants, a black belt, a brown tie and dark suspenders.

Ivan hugs her silently, without much force, but lovingly. He is always misjudged because of his appearance, despite being one of the sweetest people Marinette knows. Today, he wears black shorts accompanied by white socks and brown boots, as well as a black blouse with crossed bones under a black coat.

Myléne gives her a typical handshake, which Marinette responds to enthusiastically. She has dreadlocks this year, apparently differentiating herself a bit from last year. She wears a brown skirt with a white dove design next to a wide green blouse over a black top, the blouse with some buttons, some necklaces on top, several bracelets on her arms, pink sunglasses on her face and a pink band holding her hair back.

Finally, Alya arrives, also hugging her and sitting next to her, just like she did last year to start their friendship. Her best friend wears ripped jeans, an orange sweater with white details, several bottons on her chest and her typical fox pendant necklace, as well as earrings, rings and bracelets.

Marinette is relieved that her entire class is there. She knows that it is likely that new students will enter the class, but she thinks it will be okay, since she has known the majority of that class since childhood and they are friends, being the most constant things in her life besides her parents and her home.

That's when, just before the bell rings, the two enter the room.

The girl appears to be wearing designer clothes, with a white coat resting over her elbows and showing her shoulders, a yellow high-necked and sleeveless blouse with black details, black pants, white boots and a black beret on her head, as well as light golden makeup. The boy has much simpler clothes, with just black pants and shirt under a light green coat.

The two stop in front of the room and the girl whispers in the boy's ear. He nods and they separate, taking the only two free seats: the girl is next to Sabrina, who immediately starts to chat with her, and the boy is next to Nino, just in front of Marinette.

Before the teacher enters the room and the class begins, Marinette frowns, smelling a faint smell of… camembert cheese?

Adrien wakes up at five in the morning, so anxious is he. He packs his backpack and his own clothes several times, barely able to wait until Chloé comes to pick him up. Don't get him wrong, he loves Placide, but he really needs to go to and from school with Chloé. The reason? Simple: he has no experience with going to school and Chloé has to teach him how to behave. Ok, her entire life's experience was at a military school, but still, it's better than nothing, which is his case.

Seeing the morning sun begin to rise, Adrien heads to the living room, but not before leaving some camembert cheese in his bedroom. In recent months, a stray cat has come into his room to eat, and it seems to especially like that kind of cheese. Adrien has no reason to send him away or stop feeding him, so he takes care of him when he comes there. And, just in case, he leaves the cheese there in case the cat comes over during the day.

-Adrien – calls Nathalie, at the bedroom door. – Come and have breakfast. Your father…

-…he's not there, right?

-…no.

-Ok…

Honestly, today, Adrien is relieved that his father isn't there. Most days, he would be uncomfortable and then conform, but since Gabriel was very reluctant to honor his agreement with his son to let him go to high school, it's good to avoid that situation and leave without being noticed by him. Even more so because he plans to use his crutches at school, as he wouldn't be able to spend so much time without them, and his father… wouldn't like that…

Chloé arrives soon, and Adrien is able to take a deep breath and relax in the presence of his best friend. At home, even when he knows his father isn't there, he can't help but think he's being watched. Being away and by his best friend's side is a relief.

-What is it? – Chloe asks.

-Hmm? Nothing.

-Why that face? It looks horrible. Did you put on makeup?

-No. I do not know how to do it on my own, you know that.

-You should learn. At school, appearance is everything.

-Wasn't your school military?

-And?

-They banned makeup.

-I would pass some that no one would notice, just so I'd not have that horrible sleepy look like that one in your face. Now, ready for class about school?

She talks a lot in those fifteen minutes they stay in the car, and Adrien understands almost nothing, but thanks her anyway at the end. Chloé said he can sit next to her in the room, which relieves him, since it seems like this sitting next to someone thing is important.

However, his hope is shattered as soon as they reach the room and see that no two seats next to each other are empty. Adrien feels a slight nervousness inside him, but Chloé leans into his ear and whispers:

-Stay with that guy over there – and points to someone with headphones. – and I will stay there. – and points to a girl with a daisy in her hair.

-…alright.

Adrien feels a little uncomfortable sitting next to someone he doesn't know, and is surprised when the one next to him catches his attention.

-Hey there.

-…hey. – Adrien feels his face heat up. He doesn't really know what to do in that situation. This wasn't like the times his father took him to parties and events, where he memorized what to do. Here, he really has no idea how to act.

-What's your name?

-Adrien.

-Hi, Adrien. – he… doesn't recognize him? Internally, this brings a little relief to Adrien, because at least one person won't see him as his father wanted them to. – I'm Nino. – the boy next to him smiles. His clothes don't really look like what someone who knew his father's work would wear.

-…hi, Nino. – Adrien extends his hand, as he is used to always doing. The confusion on Nino's face leaves him panicking, thinking he's made a terrible mistake. However, Nino smiles and squeezes his hand tightly.

-Wanna be my friend?

-Huh? – Adrien mutters, the shock running through his body and almost paralyzing him.

-Sorry, was that too fast?

-Do you… really want to be my friend?

-You wanna?

-Hum, yes. – he murmurs, his eyes going to his fingers, full of cuticles from the times he pulls them. – I… would really like that. I… I've only had one real friend my whole life, so… yeah.

-Oh. I can introduce you to my friends if you want! – and smiles again.

-…thank you.

Ivan receives the call during class break.

-…ms Florence? – he feels his hands shake as he answers his neighbor’s call. Calm down, calm down.

-Ivan. Your mother left again. – he swallows hard. No, not again… – The smell of alcohol is strong. I… really don't recommend you go home now. There's a man knocking on the door, talking about your father.

He freezes. With a lot of effort, he manages to mutter:

-Thanks for letting me know.

-Take care of yourself.

He turns off his cell phone and puts it away. He puts his hands in his jacket pockets. He tries to pay attention to the ground and ignore how it's going round and round.

Ivan runs as discreetly as he can to the school basement. It's only used to store trash and useless things (just like him), no one goes there. Nobody will find him. No one will disturb him.

He sits in a forgotten, dusty corner and hugs his knees. His heart is racing too much. His breathing is shallow, and his eyes are blurring.

The extremities of his body are becoming numb, so much so that he may not even notice anyone touching him.

Ivan squeezes, his hand searching for the bottom of his jacket pocket, a small ball of paper. That, that little ball of paper that he keeps there, and that when he feels like screaming and breaking and crying, he squeezes and squeezes and squeezes.

Don't show that you are angry, you will be threatening. Don't show that you are sad, you will be weak. Don't show yourself to be anything other than a heartless and emotionless stone, it will be against everything they thought of you your entire life.

Don't feel it, don't feel it, don't feel it, you don't have to feel it, you shouldn't feel it, don't feel it, don't feel it…

“Stoneheart, I am Hawk Moth”

He suddenly feels an outside interference. No, it's not, it's internal, he knows it's inside, because he can feel all the barriers he once created, all the secrets and things he's kept to himself his entire life, falling before that interference. That presence.

The one which, suddenly, knows his whole soul.

“You feel fragile because of people who didn’t care about you”

The voice enters his brain like the flutter of a butterfly's wings, dripping through his neurons and flooding everything, making his thoughts more brittle and forgettable.

The voice… no, the butterfly says something that is true. To the surface of his consciousness come all the times his mother and the people who claimed to work with his father hurt him. All the times he couldn't get the smell of alcohol out of his nose, all the times he had to knock at Mrs. Florence because his mother kicked him out of the apartment.

All the times he wished he could just be strong enough to stop feeling all that pain.

“I can give you the power to leave any weak feeling behind and never suffer again”

Could it do this? Could it do this?

Of course it could.

The words of that butterfly are so true that they make everything else in the world seem like a lie.

-…ok… – his voice is hoarse and terribly broken. As soon as he utters that simple word, the teenager feels his body, mind and heart sink into darkness.

Marinette is inside the bathroom, washing her hands, when it happens.

First, it's something similar to an explosion, and the ground shakes. Then, an inhuman voice shouts something she can't understand, and a bizarrely loud sound of footsteps follows. The girl, with no understanding, quickly goes to the door, and can see, in the distance, someone running.

Something running.

It has a vaguely humanoid body, however, made entirely of rocks and absurdly large, in a way that no person could be. All the students scream and run away from the thing, which goes towards the exit and breaks down the school gate with a single punch, leaving it in the middle of the street and, with that, starting even more screams, along with the sound of cars braking and crashing.

What…?

Marinette's heart is so fast that she's afraid it will stop. The girl stumbles backwards, feeling her back wave until she touches the back wall of the bathroom, sensing her hands shaking and her breath failing. She screams and screams and covers her face with her hands, feeling the horror of something that should be impossible penetrating every inch of her brain.

-Marinette! Marinette, look at me! Look at me! Breathe deeply!

Her throat, at least, stops making sounds, but the girl is still shaking, her face covered by her hands and tears. The voice, which seems slightly familiar, says:

-Breathe with me. Don't think about anything else, just breathe with me, pay attention here and now. One two three. One two three. One two three…

With much effort and many minutes, Marinette manages to calm her breathing and heartbeat. Finally gaining courage, she opens her eyes, and sees…

Her psychologist.

-T-Therese? – she murmurs, her voice hoarse from the screams and tears. – Wh… what… what are you… I… that… that thing…

-Listen, Mari, I know it's horrible to be here right now. I know this is all horrible, and unbelievable, and confusing. But you need to focus on me, now. Only on me.

Marinette hesitantly nods her head. Therese gives them a gentle smile.

And then she turns into a ten-centimeter big-headed creature.

Marinette screams.

Adrien barely feels his body.

He just witnessed a giant creature made of stone run out of the school. He panicked and went into the bathroom to hide, and found the cat that always visited his room. It's not a similar cat, it's exactly the same.

Maybe the absurdity of that situation made his brain shut down. The fact is that Adrien is standing in the middle of the bathroom, staring at that cat.

And then the cat turns into a person.

The two pairs of green eyes stare at each other.

-What? – Adrien murmurs, fearing that he has finally lost his sanity.

The person, still sitting like a cat, mumbles:

-Hi, kitten. – and sighs. – We have a lot to talk about.

-You are a cosmic entity denominated kwami and your name is Tikki.

-Yes.

-You are the representation of the concept of creation and have existed since the beginning of the universe.

-Yes.

-You choose people who have a strong connection with your concept and transform them into “miraculous”, giving them powers.

-Yes.

-There are other kwamis and one of them is forcibly being used in some way by a person who, through their power, created that thing made of stone that I just saw out of someone else's negative feelings.

-Yes.

-And you chose me to be a miraculous.

-Yes.

-But… but… but why me?! What's so special about me?! Why not literally anyone else?!

-I don't know why, Marinette. Connections are one of the few things in this universe I have no idea about.

-…do you really want this? Do you want me to do this?

-You need to accept it.

-How am I going to become, I don't know, a superhero if I can barely deal with my anxiety problems?!

-Marinette, you are one of the youngest people I have ever felt a connection with, but I know that if this happened, it is because you are capable. The choice is yours, but know that I believe in you.

-…alright.

-Really?

-Yeah.

Tikki smiled.

-You are extraordinary, Marinette.

A red explosion enters her soul.

-…what's your name?

-Plagg.

-…okay, Plagg. I'll do it.

-Really? Are you sure you're ready for this?

-I think this is the thing, the reason to my life, I've been waiting for for such a long time. I didn't know what it was, but now, it feels like that's it. Plus… it's nice to be able to choose to be something instead of being forced to for once.

Plagg lets out a sigh that sounds more like a chuckle.

-Kitten, you have much sharper claws than others may think.

His soul merges with the blast of darkness.

Marinette looks at herself in the bathroom mirror, shocked. It's exactly how she imagined. How she designed her magical girl dress when she was eight. The dress she never showed to anyone else.

The red tutu dress has three large half circles at the hem, with a black ribbon at the waist tied in a bow at the back, and the upper half of the torso is black with a V shape, covering her torax to her neck. The tights are black, the shoes are doll-like and red gloves cover their forearms up to the elbow, with their hands completely black and a black circle on their elbows. On their face, there is a domino red mask with a black stripe in the middle and two black spots on the sides. Her hair is tied with a black band in a bun.

Her fingers delicately pass over the mask, still trying to understand the situation. She feels something on her thigh, and, reaching for it, she notices something wrapped around it. She carefully unwinds the thread and feels the weight of the object at the end of it in her hands, revealing…

A yo-yo.

Tikki warned her that it would seem… unexpected, at first, but that it would work, like, in her words, “that Spider-Man thing that you youngsters like”. She also said that Marinette would have access to two powers, one of them being the Lucky Charm, which created a specific object that, in some way, would be able to save her from the situation she was in. The other power would be exclusive to Marinette, and there was no way for them to know what it was until it manifested. Also, after she used her powers, she would feel a great loss of energy, especially since she was a teenager, and would need to rest for a few hours.

A little excited and a little terrified, the girl comes out of the bathroom, and sees no one in the half-destroyed school yard. Then, she takes a deep breath, throws the yo-yo as far as she can and feels a pull, then being thrown towards the direction she launched her “weapon”.

The girl screams.

When Adrien looks at the mirror, he doesn't recognize himself.

It's different from basically everything his father wants him to be. It's different from what others expect from him. And it's exactly how he wishes he could be.

The black hood has a cat bell at the neck, one of the sleeves being short and the other long. There's a kind of… black belt (?) on his chest, and his sweatpants are wide, reaching down to his ankles. Around his waist, there are some wide black belts with one of them unbuckled, looking like there is a cat's tail behind him. He wears black gloves, one of them fingerless and the other with small claws, and black boots. On his face, there is a black domino mask and, from the middle of his hair, two black cat ears emerge.

Adrien moves on his crutches. They're also black now, with bright green accents, and both have a button near the rest area for his hands. Plagg said it would help him move around Paris faster, which is a relief, honestly (even though Adrien has no idea how). He also said that he had two superpowers, one of them being secret and only Adrien's, and the other called Cataclysm, which could destroy anything he touched.

Coming out of the bathroom, he finds himself next to an open window. Probably a student opened it to escape. Adrien, not quite sure what to do, tilts his crutches towards the window and, holding tight to the hand rest, presses his thumbs against the buttons.

He is launched upwards, through the open window and across Paris' sky.

Marinette holds onto the gargoyle tightly.

She is at the top of Notre Dame Cathedral. And trembling with fear, because if they slip, they could fall to their death. In fact, she spent the last five minutes clinging to the statue, eyes closed.

Why did she think she could do this? Why did she think she was good enough to be a hero? She's the opposite of functional in everyday life, for God's sake! How did she expect to be able to fly around Paris, let alone fight villains?!

Marinette is about to start crying when she hears the scream. Which gets closer and closer.

And suddenly, someone in a black suit falls right on top of the gargoyle next to them. A black cat costume. Someone Tikki talked about.

-H-hello? – Marinette murmurs, but the wind at that height makes the person, who clings to the gargoyle just like her, not hear her. Taking courage, she exclaims: – Hello!!

The person dressed as a cat was surprised and then turned to her, giving a slight wave:

-Hey!!

-Are you the cat Miraculous?!

-I am!! You're the ladybug, right?!

-Yeah!!

-I'm… – and he stopped for a moment, then exclaiming: – Chat Noir!!!

-Huh… – she stops for a moment to think, but no particularly creative option comes to mind. – Ladybug!!!

-Nice to meet you!!

-Me, too!!

-I would extend my hand, but we must be about five meters away from each other!!!

-How do we get out of here?!

-I don't know!! How did you get here?!

-With that yo-yo!! And you?!

-My crutches!! I think… there shouldn't be any limits for these things, so… maybe we just need to leave the same way we came?!

-Almost throwing ourselves out of the building?!

-Like that!!

-But shouldn't we fight the villain?! The akuma guy?! How are we going to find him?!

-Shouldn't the police be after him?! Or the army?!

-Yes!!

-Just go wherever they are going!!

She released the yo-yo and he pressed the buttons. They went, clumsily crossing the sky and howling, to the place with the most screams in the entire city.

People ran, getting away from the villain's enormous stony figure. The strange thing was that he didn't actually attack anyone, just the occasional police car that tried to stop him. In fact, he seemed to be trying to go to the least populated area possible.

And Marinette couldn't help but feel sorry, because… something about him reminded her of someone, but she couldn't tell who.

-We need to break… the “akumatized object”, right? – she murmured.

-Yes, but what object? He's not holding anything.

-His left hand doesn't open at all, while the other is almost always open… he must be holding the object there.

-And… how do we make him open his hand?

-I can use my power, but… I don't know how…

-What does it do?

-Um, Tikki, my kwami, explained that it creates an object that will help me in the situation, but I don't… know how to call it…?

-Try… to think hard, I guess? Try that.

Marinette then closed her eyes and imagined, with force, some object of an indefinite shape that would help her. A… lucky charm.

Something fell into their hand.

They both looked at the object in shock.

-That's… an inflatable mattress.

-…I think your power is a little broken or something.

-I… maybe I can create a plan, but… I think it's better if we attack him first? It is better.

It was a disaster.

When Adrien called the cataclysm, he accidentally broke a mailbox he was leaning on and, because of this, he could no longer use his power. When Marinette tried to wrap her yo-yo around the villain's arm and pull it away, he swung his limb and threw her away. And, what's worse, when Adrien tried to attack him with his crutches, as soon as he was hit, he got bigger.

And he was coming towards them.

It was then that the two realized it was time to get away. Quickly.

They moved as far away as they could and found an isolated building in the middle of a residential area, which they landed on. Both felt the weight of using their powers on their bodies, energy being drained and tiredness falling over them. Interestingly, as soon as they just wanted to detransform, it happened.

-…Hey you…

-…Me?

-Aren't you… one of the new students? The ones that started in class today?

-In… François-Dupont? Yes it's me. What's your name?

-Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

-Adrien Graham de Vanily.

-You… aren't you the model?

-…yeah, I am.

-Ah… now that I noticed… I sit… right behind you…

-…cool… where are our kwamis?

-There's a black cat right there, on the edge of the roof – and they pointed at Plagg. – and a ladybug that's hitting my head, so… maybe it's them?

-She told you about tiredness, right?

-Uhum… can we just… sleep? Until we recover?

-I think it's better…

They lay down on the concrete, and, with fear and worry still rooted inside their hearts, ended up falling into a deep sleep. The two cosmic beings remained on guard, waiting for the young ones to wake up.

I think it was a decent introduction. Probably won't take long until chapter 2 is out.

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commanderhorncleaver · 2 years ago

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this is all only a journey

August stood with his knife at the ready, his former mentor watching from across the field. The older charr scrutinized him carefully before raising his sword and shield–but still he didn’t move. It was almost painfully nostalgic; at a glance, Zerek hadn’t changed much, from his simple garb to his plated helm. Beneath it, the sandy-furred charr’s black mask had grayed, but given his experience with his own sire, August doubted the passage of time had dulled the old cat’s senses or reflexes much, if at all.

“What are we waiting for, old man? I know you aren’t afraid I’ve improved that much.” The click of Zerek’s tongue was audible from twenty paces away, and August didn’t fight the grin that brought to his muzzle. “The match will continue until one of us is at the other’s mercy. Use the spells you’ve honed since we last met, but don’t involve bystanders. Weak-minded souls won’t always be at your disposal.”

August charged the moment Zerek finished stating the terms. He swung his blade upwards as he ran, releasing energy along the ground to sweep towards his mentor–as it exploded forward, bright luminescent magic mixed with dirt and stone, he shrouded himself and ducked away. Zerek charged through the wave of earth and magic as it hit him, and three copies of the old charr materialized in formation around him on the other side of the resulting cloud of debris, on watch for August’s attack. He could hear the other charr’s thoughts like his old mentor was shouting them aloud, Come out, Augustus. Where will you strike from?

A clone of August took form and shot forward towards Zerek, and as it ran forward, three phantasms split from it. Zerek responded without hesitation. Two of his phantasms intercepted August’s clone, running it through the neck and chest with their swords, and the third threw his shield, charged with magic, in a powerful arc that punched through the psychic projections August’s clone had generated. As the phantasms shattered into glimmering purple shards that danced and glistened in the air, the shield slowed before returning to its owner’s paw. “You know that’s not enough to distract me, Augustus!” The Zereks called out together. “I’d have thought you’d be better at facing your enemies by now, after so long with your sire?”

“Of course,” August said, stepping out of his shroud, knife in paw, behind the group of Zereks. “Let’s dance, old man.” August slashed with his knife, freeing one phantasm of its sword arm, and stepped into the group of Zereks. A Zerek jumped away while two others swung at him–their attacks were brutally cut short as streaks of amethystine light shot through their chests, shattering their magic as August mentally tugged at the remains of his projections which Zerek had just destroyed.

The magic of Zerek’s apparitions destabilized and August blinked forward as they exploded, lunging his knife forward at the older charr’s torso. The gleaming pink blade was parried away by the other charr’s sword, and there their dance began in earnest. He slashed and stabbed while Zerek blocked and evaded–anytime the older charr would attempt a strike of his own, August would simply allow the blade to glide through him as the amethyst needles that floated in an array behind him winked in and out of existence. August had learned a lot in the twelve years he’d been working alongside his sire, but the most important thing his old man had imparted upon him, perhaps, was patience–this, he hoped, was enough to handle Zerek’s precognizance. Whenever Zerek’s form blurred and a clone would appear, he would launch a needle out to destroy it, all while continuing to press his advantage against his former mentor. This, however, was only a means to an end: Zerek’s first lesson to him, after all, was that a mesmer’s greatest strength was the array of weapons at his disposal.

The telltale ticking of Zerek’s chronomancy began slow and echoing in August’s ears as the older shaman’s eyes glowed bright behind the visor of his helmet. The younger charr had tried to replicate it himself many times in the previous months–he knew its distinctive sound as well as he’d memorized the older charr’s lessons, but as of yet, he’d been unable to reproduce the specific unraveling of chaos that Zerek could unleash. “Your old man really has been a good influence, hm?” Zerek grunted as he weaved away from a swipe of August’s knife. “I have to admit, I didn’t approve at first.” “Suppose so. It was bound to happen eventually,” August answered as he shot his needles away from him in a fan, one behind them and one to his left and right. The old man’s shield shattered the only one that went for him, and August ceased his barrage of spellcasting and blade swinging.

Zerek’s magic reached its zenith, and August could see the smirk stretch across the older charr’s muzzle–his old mentor knew he’d won. His stomach shifted as the spell activated and his eyes flared: Gaius had never fully explained how his spell-jacking worked, but he’d seen it in play numerous times during the early days–as with most things, that was generally enough for him to pick up on how something worked enough for him to replicate it. Unlike his sire, he had to stop his own casting whenever he stole someone else’s spell, but if the situation was right, it wouldn’t matter that he was defenseless for a moment. Here and now, time slowed to a halt around he and Zerek: airborne debris, sweat, and even both charr’s breathing decelerated to an almost imperceptible crawl. Exactly two seconds relative stretched into ninety seconds experienced–and then August jerkily finished his breath as his spell took hold of the well of magic beneath them, releasing him from its grip on space-time. He doubled over, paws on his knees from the exertion, and two more seconds passed before August teleported back to where one of his needles waited where their magic had clashed earlier, and then he transmuted his two remaining needles into clones. He peered through their eyes and saw from three angles the bright dome of pink light. Each version of him raised his paw, and as the well finally began to pop from bottom to top like a bright bubble, they let loose a torrent of needles into it.

The psionic blades sang as they flew along the wind, shredding the air itself as they shattered the bubble and pincushioned the charr inside. Five seconds passed before he dropped his paw–his clones dissipated with the last of the blades, and August called, “If you’re gonna counter, I think now’s a good time for it!” Dust obscured his vision, and August realized he had indeed gone a bit overboard when the shifting of sand alerted him to Zerek’s movement. The older charr stepped out of the dust cloud entirely nude, armor shredded except for his helmet, and growled, “No, I think you’ve made your point.” August whistled appreciatively. The older charr sighed as he pulled off his helmet and situated it to protect his modesty. “What is it that you want from me after so long, Augustus?” August sighed, but kept his smile as he looked at Zerek. “I need your help, I think.”

#horncleaver content #horncleaver fic #Augustus Silverhorn #Zerek Mindrender #gw2 fanfic #gw2 oc #charr #charr oc #gw2 #Zerek belongs to @meeeeeeese

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womensworldtour · 11 months ago

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Giro d'Italia Women - Stage 8

One second. That's all that separated Elisa Longo Borghini (Lidl-Trek) from Lotte Kopecky (SD Worx-Protime) in the general cassification. In fact, it was the same advantage ELB had on day one when she first put on the maglia rosa after her blistering ITT performance that edged out Grace Brown (FDJ-Suez). So it all came down to the final stage, a mountainous finale that was no joke, even if it wasn't as monstrous as the double-Blockhaus climb of the queen stage before it.

After seven brutal days in the heat and quite a few abandonments due to injury or heat-related issues, few of the teams had their squads intact, but most wanted to get something out of this race, and so the breakaway action was lively. The first significant break to go included Lucinda Brand (Lidl-Trek) (riding with a broken finger!) and Justine Ghekiere (AG Insurance-Soudal Team), with the latter seeking to lock in her mountains classification. Having done that, she came back to the bunch, and after several attempts, a new break formed with some very strong riders, including Ghekiere's teammate Kim le Court, Ruth Edwards (Human Powered Health), and Franziska Koch (DSM-Firmenich PostNL). Edwards had just missed out on a stage win on Stage 6 and was back for more, and this motivated group worked well together to stay just ahead of the peloton.

In the final kilometers, which included a couple short and undulating climbs and descents, the hard pace and multiple attacks off the front from riders such as Loes Adegeest (FDJ-Suez) exploded the group, with riders all over the road. But the break was not messing around with cat-and-mouse, they were in it to win, and they worked together until the final sprint. We thought Edwards would take it, but le Court had the most speed after eight fatiguing days and won by a bike length.

Behind, the general classification battle was about to be decided. As she had been for much of the stage, ELB was practically glued to Lotte Kopecky's wheel. As it became more clear that the break would stay away and there would be no bonus seconds for Kopecky, all ELB had to do was finish with her. And Kopecky tried to shake her rival, but she didn't have as much left as she had yesterday. And ELB was not leaving anything to chance when she made this attack.

Kopecky didn't have a response, and at the line, ELB's lead went to 21 seconds, as she became the first Italian to win pink since 2008, after holding the jersey since day one. (Her husband, fellow Lidl-Trek rider Jacopo Mosca, drove half the night to be there at the finish line, and his reaction at her final attack was fantastic!)

Kopecky, for her part, cemented her podium place and handily won the points classification. This was a really impressive ride from her throughout, particularly yesterday's climbs. Neve Bradbury (Canyon-SRAM) rode well to maintain her bottom spot on the podium.

This was an excellent Giro, we'll have more thoughts later this week, but for now, we truly need the rest day!

#giro d'italia women 2024 #wwt #womensworldtour #bikegirls #girlsonbikes #lidl-trek #elisa longo borghini #lotte kopecky #sd worx-protime #neve bradbury #canyon sram #Justine Ghekiere #AG Insurance-Soudal Team #Ruth Edwards #Human Powered Health #Franziska Koch #DSM-Firmenich PostNL

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johnny2071 · 2 years ago

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Monster Rancher Rap Lyrics

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#monster rancher #anime #lyrics #saban

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danika-redgrave124 · 11 months ago

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Umbra Witch Yuu Weapons

I didn't include Neige into this one because Snow White was in part 2 of the weapons.

Tags: @sapphirepastries @twisted-dreamscape @fungifanart

Side Characters plus Grim

Grim

Gemstone Blaze

Dual pistols adorned with gemstones similar to the one around Grim's neck. The barrels emit blue flames and the grips are wrapped in black and white ribbons.

Blazing Roar: Fires bursts of blue flame projectiles that explode on impact, dealing area of effect damage. The pistols can also create a wave of blue flames that engulfs enemies, enhancing Yuu's fire based attacks.

Che'nya (Cheshire Cat)

Smile Tails

Dual curved blades with a whimsical and eerie design. The handles are adorned with the iconic purple and pink stripes and the blades shimmer with a mysterious, otherworldly glow.

Grinning Apparition: Unleashes a flurry of strikes that create illusionary copies of the blades, confusing enemies and dealing damage from multiple directions. The copies disappear with a mischievous smile.

Rollo Flamme (Claude Frollo)

Judgement Cross

A menacing Scythe adorned with Gothic designs and religious symbols. The blade is etched with fire motifs. Strikes release firey slashes and creates an aura of condemnation.

Hellfire Verdict: Unleashes a powerful wave of hellfire that engulfs enemies in flames, temporarily increasing Yuu's attack power and granting them the ability to deal confounous burn damaged to their foes.

Ferro Honset (Honest John)

Deceptive Canes

Dual canes with elegant yet sly designs. Each cane is adorned with a fox motif and hidden blades that can extend with each strikes, revealing their true danger.

Cunning Charade: Unleashes a flurry of deceptive strikes that confuse and disorient enemies, temporarily increasing Yuu's critical hit rate and evasiveness.

Gidel (Gideon)

Clownish Mallets

Dual mallets with whimsical yet clumsy design. Each mallet has a spring loaded mechanism that delivers unpredictable, powerful blows.

Blundering Bash: Performs a series of heavy, unpredictable strikes that cause knockback and stun enemies, temporarily boosting Yuu's strength and resilience.

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Ghost story

His bicycle comes to a sudden halt. He sighs. It's clear I slowed him down. Far behind, he doesn't mind that there's not much air. He says to me, "Nini, you're slow.", as though he's mad at me. One day, he'll know that he embodies this concept: adventure. Because he is whole. As opposed to me. I grasp his steps: to take some of his fervor, to take some of his density. I whisper to myself: ''You are nothing''. My dirty hair gathers above my skull. Then, they soar. I love it when they hit my candy-pink cheeks. He goes further into the forest, and I stay there, watching his muscles move like a ghost hardened in a dream.

I am one of those who freeze because I know what separate from the dead. What is life, what isn't, Vic doesn't know anything about that.

But he finally settles. With the tip of his foot, he shapes the soil into small circles. His breathing intensifies as if preparing to say something.

But he doesn't speak; he speaks little. Yet, he doesn't know how to disappear into silence. The resin clogs our pores, and we settle on rocks speckled with lichen. It's summer in the north. We place the food on our laps and explore the dry meals with our crooked fingers. In the sky, I search for a pink cloud to go to. He looks under his feet, head lowered in boredom, and says to me:

-You say we can see it from here, but I don't see it.

-Sometimes, when you try too hard to see it, it moves, I say. You have to act as if, as if you were looking for something else, like a salamander, a precious stone, Ossie's sock, anything that works differently, from another order. He spits a glob that tangles with the yellow grass, seems annoyed to have succumbed to following me.

''Sounds like another one of your lies. ''

Then silence again.

No need to justify myself. Vic will convince himself that the abandoned house doesn't exist until a wrinkle of suspicion grows near his right eyebrow. He thought the same about Marie la Sanglante's story. ''It's true, I swear on Ossie's head'', I told him, and he didn't believe it, and I repeated that it was true, and then he insisted until the truth exploded when poor Ossie died of diphtheria after, just for fun, we uttered the name of the bloody virgin in the mirror. He picked up his sister's torn nails in the gray parking lot. He wondered if lies had the power to kill someone. Peonies rose in the asphalt cracks. No one walked in the parking lot after the little one's death. It was said that her ghost undulated above the vacant lot, a kind of rhythmic dance to the flowers' growth. This time, it's the same. I really saw the house. I was inside. Glass shards bulged the windows, and baby cries stained the walls. My legs lifted towards the door like two different beings; my hand pounded on an ice wall until it resonated in the center of the body, a point in the middle of the stomach, where I would want Vic to touch me, where I would want him to dig a hole to deposit kisses. Slowly falling from his lips, small nits would resist, clinging to the ribs. Thus, wings would sprout from the stomach like a volcano, a lepidopteran from the front of the body, swinging, holding onto ocelli that imitate cat eyes. From his touch, I would become a fairy elytra, a cluster worm, the poison of desire. Under inverted nights, I would increasingly seek to blend into other skins. In the chrysalis, the locks would yield, causing the unveiling of hidden things. I tell Vic:

''In the center of the house, that's where you can find Ossie. There's a ladder, and if you climb it, you'll reach where matter can't escape, the place before birth where Ossie went. She will arrive from an unrecognizable horizon. Eat a peony just before. I turn off the light sources for you. In total darkness, you can open your eyes. You will see all the colors encountered with closed eyes. Only there will Ossie's radiation be accessible to touch.''

His face brightens for the first time. He almost smiles and gently pushes me off my bicycle to tighten a bolt. Now we roll at the same speed. The visions of penetrating trees resemble each other. We go in circles. Vic points to a flat ground, protected by bent firs. He would like to sleep there. I go to fetch some small wood. A fire rises between our two faces, and intoxication sets in. On all fours, I approach, rocks under palms, under feet, and ask if he can hold me. He sweeps the sky, gathers the stars, and does it. We sleep a light sleep, punctuated by shadows of monsters in the eyelids of a dying fire. Vic kisses me in the dream: soft, supple. The ground yields to the comfort of lips. In the morning, Vic resumes his usual indifference while eating boiled eggs. He doesn't ask: why aren't you eating. He doesn't ask: do you want one of my eggs. When we resume the trails, I stay behind, enveloped in sadness like a labyrinth, amazed to see real tears cross mud puddles. The rain accompanies.

I was taught that time here aligns with energy, operates to the rhythm of the water cycle. In hyperspace, cells decline more than elsewhere, evaporate into stratus. I fear our water bodies. Threatened with dissolution, I follow the New World porcupine, the myopic, the solitary one, who escapes vision before being inscribed in memory.

The bikes are left at the foot of a mountain from which Vic hopes to locate the abandoned house. The climb is so steep that you have to cling to the roots to avoid tumbling. After a few hours, the slope levels out. On the plateau, the grass appears surprisingly green, lustrous fruits hang abundantly, and I devour an apple. Children's laughter fills the air. Ossie's little voice sings: Oh, you who are my friend You can see well where I live Oh, you who survive me You can see well from where I cry

Hearing Ossie makes Vic very agitated.

''She is over there'', I said.

He goes back, rushes down the hill; no matter how hard I run after him, I struggle to keep up. I fall several times and decide to let myself roll down with stiff arms along my body.

There it is, the house. In front, a free-standing sculpture of Marie la Sanglante. The infanticidal mother in front of the mirror decomposes Vic's face. Lost inside its forms, he learns fear. He thinks she resembles me. I tell him:

-Let's go inside. It's dangerous to stay in front of the sculpture for too long. Tell me she didn't talk to you. He avoids my gaze and replies into emptiness:

-No, no!

We take the ladder. On the second level, Ossie sings louder and large black winds rise to surround us. Each gust seems to carry a face. Vic says something is crushing him to the ground. He breathes poorly, very scared. I tell him: ''now you are in this darkness that reproduces colors. You can open your eyes.''

His body drifts into a close-death; I tell him to trust. Amethyst stones carve into the dense matter, and I tell him to trust. ''Your lungs are breathing even if you don't know it.'' A huge hand rests on his abdomen. It's Ossie's. And I tell him to trust at least his little sister as she compresses his chest. He sees, like me, the sap flows, the microcosms that compose us. He says ''it's beautiful'' and blinks. All his limbs detach into dust. The moon reveals the grains evacuated from him and me. And I tell him to trust because it is through this path that he will access Ossie. Swimming without synapses, without interpretations, without the birth of the world. Blood still circulates. Arteries plunge into the limbo where dead children await judgments like perched choristers.

On branches, he finds comfort, a hope spotted by myself in the filters that separate from life. He borrows a bit of my perforated skin, pushes back the taste of peonies; he says: Nini, not now, but smiles with his full teeth. I usurp his lifted heaviness. It's halfway that we soon finish circulating through the living.

Vic lied. The Bloody One spoke to him as she speaks to everyone. And my voice overlaid with hers.

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