#polaris the scorpion

[efraart-mix]

Gerald Robotnik scorpion????? OMG

[efraart-mix]

And I am that user 🥰🥰🥰, my dear Polaris and her adorable boyfriend Kevin The Naga together like the cute ship they are 🥰🥰🥰 🦂♥️🐍

Color sketch commission for a Twitter/X user ^^💕

[illyanarasputinfan]

Illyana Rasputin/Magik “Exiles” (Earth-4210)

She was a terrible person, but a part of me will miss her. 🪦 R.I.P.

[orie-jai]

Spoilers for Sunrise on the Reaping

This has to do with the constellations and symbolism tied to them within the book.

Im of the mind that most authors, especially Suzanne Collins, put things on the page because it means something. With her, it's never just a blue curtain. Otherwise, she wouldn't mention it, especially since this is Haymitch telling Katniss and Peeta his story.

Alright, so I've been looking into the constellations Sid points out, mentioned in Chapter 3. Lenore Dove taught Sid about the stars because the Covey used to travel and use the stars as a guide. Haymitch specifically mentions "the water dipper," the"bowhunter," one that resembles a "W" or an "M," and the "swan."

So, the water dipper is definitely in reference to either the Big or Little Dipper. I'm inclined to say the Little Dipper as it has Polaris, otherwise known as the North Star. Knowing that the Covey used to navigate by the stars, this seems most logical.

The Little Dipper is part of Ursa Minor and has the companion of Ursa Major, the constellations of the little and big bears. The mythology is about a mother who is turned into a bear, and when her son grows up and attempts to shoot her (not knowing it's his mother), Zeus turns him into another bear.

North plays a big part in the story because that's the way Haymitch needs to go for the generator. That's the way we assume Lucy Gray ran away towards after leaving 12. Lenore Dove brings up people possibly living North of 12.

Im not sure if Ursa Major and Minor mean anything, but Im trying to keep that in my head. I'm thinking Sid and their Ma represent the bears in one way or another. Maybe how they're together in death while Haymitch has to keep living, the mother and the cub.

The "bowhunter" is Orion. In Greek myths, Orion was a lover of the Eos, Goddess of the Dawn. A scorpion (another constellation) poisons Orion, but he is given an antidote by Ophiuchus, the Serpent Bearer.

This is likely meant to represent Katniss, a bowhunter who is able to bring a sunrise with no reaping. Haymitch attributes her as being the one to make it happen.

Being a lover of the Goddess of Dawn/Sunrise who battles against a beast who utilizes poison seems a little too on the nose to be coincidental.

Next, we have the W/M, otherwise known as Cassiopeia. In Greek myths, she is an arrogant and vain queen who angers Posiedon by saying either she or her daughter, Andromeda, are more beautiful than the Nereids. She is forced to sacrifice her daughter by chaining her to a rock to save her kingdom. After Perseus rescues Andromeda, Posiedon tortures Cassiopeia by chaining her to a throne of stars where she has to hold on forever.

Sid notes that this constellation is their Ma's because her name is Willamae. You could look at it as a W for Willamae, or M for Ma.

I doubt the mythology has anything to do with Willamae Abernathy other than being a significant mother figure in Greek mythology that is forced to sacrifice her child. The vanity and arrogance points more to Snow or the people of the Capitol.

My favorite, and seemingly the most relevant to the plot of SOTR, is the "swan," Cygnus. The Roman story focuses on the son of Helios, Phaethon, dying and falling into a river after Zeus destroys Helios's chariot. Cygnus, Phaethon's friend and lover, is said to have "grieved bitterly" and spends days searching the river for pieces of his lover. The gods, taken by him, turned him into a swan and placed him among the stars.

This one is more clear in how it fits within the symbolization. Haymitch "grieves bitterly" for many of his companions throughout the story, most notably for Lenore Dove and Louella McCoy. Louella dies during the parade when she is sent flying by their chariot, similarly to Phaethon. After Lenore Dove dies, Haymitch searches for her grave for a long time before Burdock takes him there.

I am currently in my second read through of Sunrise on the Reaping because I needed a few days to process. I wanted to get this written down and see what yall might think. Please share some of your ideas, i really wanna talk about this with people but nobody in my life has read the book and I tried to do some research for this because I'm a nerd and it's my current hyperfixation.

[dawnbreak-daily]

VFTR Cast

Contains minor spoilers. The ages are given relative to human years. OC - in italics

Main

Noon - he/him, mid 20s, moth. The Radiance’s son and, before that, her unsuccessful vessel. 

Hollow, the Hollow Knight - they/them, early 20s, vessel (?). Hallownest’s royal heir.

Dawnbreak

The Radiance - she/her, >100s, moth (?). The goddess of Light and Dreams.

Seer (Serith) - he/him, late 40s, moth. Current Seer.

Polaris - he/him, late 40s, moth. Ex seer apprentice.  

Thistlewind - they/them, early 30s, moth. Temple knight (scout), Noon’s friend.

Markoth - he/him, early 40s, moth. Temple knight, Noon’s friend. 

Sweetlily - she/her, mid 20s, moth. Acolyte, Noon’s ex. 

Sunny (The Glimpse of the Sun Heralding the End of the Journey) - he/him, mid 20s, locust. Temple knight and Noon’s ex. 

Tides (The Changing Tides Bringing Difficult Choices) - e/er, locust. The Swarm’s representative in the council, Sunny���s auncle. 

Arid - she/her, scorpion. Scorpion representative in the council. 

Chatcavan - she/her, termite. Temple healer. 

Octavio - xe/xyr, butterfly. Shopkeep that deals in chitin dyes. 

Kazimir - Octavio’s pet tiktik.

Hallownest

Pale King - he/him, >100s, wyrm. The god of light and mind.

White Lady - she/her, >100s, root. The goddess of fertility.

Hornet - she/her, around 7, spider (?). Daughter of Herrah and the Pale King, Hollow’s half-sister.

Herrah, the Beast - she/her, late 40s, spider. Ruler of the Deepnest. 

Lurien, the Watcher - he/him, late 30s, (?). The Watcher, whatever that might entail. 

Xero - he/him, late 30s, (?). Royal knight.

Other

Ghost - they/it, (?). Hollow's sibling.

[ratbeard-pirate101]

ANOTHER THING ABOUT MIRAGE i think polaris did things way better regarding this, but it’s very disappointing we don’t see scorpion like. at all until we defeat him.

we see “xerxes” once after he’s freed from his tomb and then nothing. we know he’s pulling some strings but it’s genuinely all the gangs and the djinnis that are doing things. in polaris we actively saw rat hypnotizing people and building golems and attempting to reach his goal of destroying the spiral.

rat’s presence, even though we don’t confront him right away, kept me engaged because it did feel like we were chasing down the big villain. everything we did had a purpose to stopping rat in the end.

mirage,,, doesn’t have this because we don’t know who our real villain is until after we’ve solved all these house’s problems. this had the purpose of banding together to stand against xerxes but…it turned out to be kind of irrelevant in the end??? because scorpion only confronts us and the support of the other house nobles feels empty.

just…yeah mirage has a lot of unnecessary padding to me

[primordialruin]

There’s a small, worn book with a single Belladonna flower resting atop its cover awaiting for the Queen, it’s perhaps unknown at first who had left it, but once she opens the book and reads over the contents it’s easy to discover just who had left this gift.

The contents were star charts, all the ones they have discovered together along with ones he had done alone. Towards the end, there’s many blank pages, maybe it’s left to interpretation if it means the end or an invitation to star gaze together again.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Most were impervious to the multiple meanings heralded by the presence of the belladonna flower and fruit. The mere sight of it was an omen that brought with it the bone chilling realization of an ill intended fellow who wished death upon the receiver of the gift.

Lilith had gotten used to death threats.

There wasn't a day that passed without an absurd accusation that addressed a fantastical misdeed she hadn't committed, paired with the common cheer ushered by the frenzy of anti-monarchists who bore a vendetta against those in a position of authority. She understood their protests. Had she not been in the uppermost position in the Kingdom, then she might've been cheering amongst them. Perhaps, that's why her ruling was so lax.

Another meaning allotted to the flower was its ties to the spiritual world and the stage that went beyond the expected conclusion of life's terminal dance - the cyclical metamorphoses of states also known as rebirth. Unfortunately, she had fallen prey to the popular belief as she swept it away from the booklet with the aversion one would likely appoint to the presence of dirt that sullied the cover. She didn't think twice about the meaning either, which was a shame. The flower was pretty.

Picking up the worn book, she expected to skim through scribbles of repugnant intentions directed at her person and the crown. But she didn't find words in the pages she flipped through. Dots and lines marred the blank canvases, and it took her flipping through the book three more times before she decided to slow down and properly behold each page.

A scowl formed on her forehead that brightened with the surprise of an earthquake of a realization... the familiarity that the lines had evoked brought her to a pause. These weren't just any random doodles, but celestial maps she'd once drawn with her forefinger once upon a time during the eternal summer nights in Eden.

From Polaris to Pherkad in Ursa Minor, her finger followed the same pattern it always had upon the paper, and she could've sworn that she felt the relief of his hand immortalized in the texture. It tempted her to rest her own in the spot where the side of his had once halted. And for a moment, despite the paper having cooled since the eons his palm had departed from the page, she felt that it unleashed some of the residue warmth it had trapped from his skin.

Her heart strummed with the hunch of the book's original owner, which made her flip to the next pages with a bit more care.

She saw Cassiopeia, Cygnus and Lyra. Ursa Major with Arcturus and Spica deeply etched in the paper to show their importance as landmarks in the sky. She recalled their joint hands pointing together at the luminaries peppered in the great abyss, their air doodles gathering clusters of stars in shapes that felt familiar such as the mighty lion, the scorpion and the ram. But as the pages went on, the star chart began to grow in abundance as it showcased shapes she hadn't thought of grouping before.

Her escapades on Earth were rare and done under very particular circumstances. New Moon nights on Wednesdays were the only times she could spare a moment to reconnect with the ground they sprouted from. Unfortunately, that didn't come with the guarantee that the skies would be clear therefor, some of the constellations that followed in the pages past a certain point eluded her completely.

But what drove the nail further in the coffin of her frustration were the blank pages that marked the end of the book. Why would she be given an incomplete gift? Unless he wanted her to respond in kind with a variety of doodles of the constellations she saw, the only other reason she deduced from his deliberation was that this was supposed to signify some sort of... ending. From their joint sighting, to his solo appreciation... to the emptiness of nothingness.

The thought shouldn't have tugged at her heartstrings the way it did. Yet, the dread of permanent closure affected her far more than she wanted to admit to herself.

Should she bring it up at their next meeting?

No.

She didn't have the confirmation that the booklet belonged to him.

But maybe.

Just maybe...

She could bring it with her to gauge his reaction.

[nebulablakemurphy]

Through Love And By Love (Pt. 15)

Summary: Twenty-Two years ago, Draco Malfoy used the imperius curse to slow Voldemort’s rise to power. No good deed goes unpunished. Warning: this series contains mature subject matter surrounding use of the imperius curse, discussions of trauma and mental illness; reader discretion advised.

Part 14

Scorpius, Rose and Albus are inside Hogwarts now, as the last stand between Harry and Voldemort wages on.

"Oh no, no, no." Scorpius hears his mother whisper.

"What's the matter?" Draco hisses, tucking her into the nearest alcove.

"I think my water just broke. But-"

"But nothing!" Draco cuts her off. "There's nothing to discuss."

There's a shuffling of feet. Scorpius peeks past the pillar obstructing his view; his parents are gone.

"We didn’t change anything." Scorpius turns to Albus and Rose, in defeat. Feeling the time turner rattle to life around his neck. The bloody thing still doesn't work properly. Allowing them access to the past for no more than a few moments before catapulting them back to the present, in whatever reality they'd created.

Each time, things seem to darken tenfold. More lives lost, more broken futures, more heartache. They have more than enough evidence, but for whatever reason they can’t put the pieces back together.

Scorpius finds himself in a timeline where Harry Potter lost the war to Lord Voldemort. A world where Albus and Rose...don't exist.

Now he is alone, in the Slytherin common room. No idea where he’s meant to go or what to do. He sits down in the arm chair and sobs into his hands.

"Scorpius, what are you still doing here?" A familiar voice scolds him. The girl, his sister, is all done up in a slytherin quidditch uniform.

"Polaris?" He squints, drying his face with his sleeve, it looks more like Vega. And he's never been one to mix them up. But Vega can't play quidditch, or most sports for that matter. She certainly wouldn't be sporting slytherin colors.

"Very funny, you're going to be late to the game." Vega rolls her eyes.

Scorpius gapes at her, he's never been good at quidditch either.

"Chop, chop," Polaris scolds, joining them from the staircase.

She's never looked so identical to her twin in all of Scorpius' life.

Draco and Rosanna's son never acquired their affinity for quidditch. Still he suits up, joining his sisters on the pitch for a game. "What erm, which position?"

"Come again?" The twins reply in unison, as they often do in this timeline.

"Keeper? Beater?" Scorpius asks.

"Seeker, you toss pot." Polaris rolls her eyes at him. "Quit fooling around and get ready to pound the Gryffindor filth into the ground."

"Gryffindor filth," he gulps, forcing a nervous smile, “right."

Slytherin loses the match and they blame him, the scorpion prince. Dolores Umbridge demands that he be sent to the ministry of magic, immediately. To meet with his parents, so they can, 'straighten things out.'

To make matters worse, the time turner has gone missing, after his unfortunate quidditch match. He’s stuck here without it.

The second he enters the ministry building, Scorpius can see the difference in the way things are run; most notably, the people in power.

His father, appears to have made quite a name for himself as minister for magic. Ruling closely under Voldemort, praised like some sort of hero, for his part in bringing about the dark lord's victory.

His mother; never strays far from the deranged Bellatrix Lestrange. Taking pleasure in torturing muggles and muggle borns alike. Using her gifts to pry information from even the most unwilling of victims. She is a monster in her own right, according to all reports from his classmates.

Scorpius is anxious to see if any, or all of this, is true.

"You know I don't like to be kept waiting." Rosanna swings open the door to her office, before Scorpius can gather the courage to knock.

"S-sorry Mum, everything's moved around."

She narrows her eyes at him, "did you hit your head?"

His mother's fingers are cold, harsh, as they move hair from his temples, checking for injury that might explain his bizarre behavior.

"Dolores said you had an off game, fell off your broom."

"Well, yes," Scorpius nods. Taking the opportunity to really look at her. Hair pulled into a crisp updo, not a strand out of place. Her eyes are the same brown he remembers but somehow more stern, almost sinister. Heavy makeup and dark clothing, dripping in jewels. She reminds him of Narcissa.

Across her forearm, a string of letters shimmer golden, the edges a horrid maroon color. The skin looks painful, irritated enough to bleed, though it does not seem fresh. As if it had been etched into her and never allowed to heal.

Property of Draco Malfoy

His mother, the world renowned legillimen, his mother the quidditch player, his mother the war hero; reduced to-

Property of Draco Malfoy

Property of Draco Malfoy

Property of Draco Malfoy

He can’t stop himself from gawking.

“Scorpius,” she arches a brow. “What’s wrong?”

Everything, everything is wrong. The Rosanna who raised him wouldn’t have allowed this. She would’ve fought until it killed her, she would’ve cut off her own arm. But she would never have allowed herself to become anyone’s property. And his father wouldn’t have accepted her as such.

They must’ve tortured his parents to death, after the war, and made these…things walk around in their bodies.

He can’t trust them.

“Rosanna, what’s keeping you?” Draco barks from inside the office.

“You know something I don’t.” Rosanna cocks her head to the side, studying her son with a twisted grin. “Show me.”

“Mum?” Is she asking to look inside his mind? She’s never done that.

“It only hurts if you make it difficult, don’t make it difficult.” Rosanna whispers, between gritted teeth.

Scorpius has no choice, if he runs he’ll be caught. If he stays and shows her what she wants then maybe, just maybe-

Rosanna rests her palm against his cheek. Forging headlong into his memories.

When she pulls away, Scorpius isn't sure what to say. They simply stare at each other.

“I asked a question, spoiled thing.” Draco joins them in the doorway, draping an arm around her waist.

She toys with his fingers, “forgive me. I didn’t have an answer yet.”

“Forgive you,” Draco chuckles. “So you can cause me another headache?”

Rosanna turns her face, whispering directly in his ear.

Draco frowns, lifting her hand to his own cheek to see for himself.

They’re not as practiced here, Scorpius realizes, in communicating through legillimacy. But something is wrong, he sees it on both of their faces as they review his thoughts. Something between their two worlds that doesn’t add up, though he can’t figure out how significant it might be.

"Rosanna," a new voice hisses, one Scorpius has never heard before, shoving the door open all the way.

Scorpius turns to see who is beside him; Bellatrix Lestrange.

"I hate to break up your coddling session, but there's real work to be done. Looks like Draco will have to handle this one." Bellatrix jabs a finger at Scorpius.

"Who is it this time?" Rosanna smirks, in a way that makes her son's hair stand on edge.

The man standing behind Bellatrix shoves his captive into view.

"Ro?" He stammers. Dean Thomas, they'd been to school together.

"Friend of yours?" Bellatrix flicks her tongue over rotten teeth.

"Acquaintance." Rosanna lifts a shoulder. "Dean Thomas, brave Gryffindor, member of the resistance," she sizes him up. “I gave myself over to the dark lord and begged for his forgiveness, on my knees. But not you, right Dean? You’re not sorry yet…you will be.”

“Go to hell!” Dean roars, struggling against his restraints.

"We best get to it, the dark lord is very interested to see what you can get out of him." Bellatrix hisses.

Rosanna moves into the hallway. “Come on, let’s go to hell.”

Bellatrix cackles, hysterically, parading their prisoner down to the interrogation chamber.

“Come inside.” Draco says to his son, after a moment. Allowing Scorpius access to Rosanna’s office.

It’s not like the one she has back home, but hardly a torture chamber. One thing does strike Scorpius as odd though.

A framed picture of their family on the desk. He’s the youngest one in it, must be a few years old by now. “Why is Delphi in our family photo?”

Draco turns the frame from him, none too gently. “That’s Leo.”

“No, Leo is the one I showed mum when she was in my head. My sister is-” Different.

“Stop this.” Draco snaps.

“Where is she now?” Scorpius wonders, he must’ve struck a nerve.

“Delphini was Bellatrix and the Dark Lord’s daughter.” Draco chokes out, “she was a troubled girl…”

“Where is she?” Scorpius asks a second time.

“There’s no time for this.”

“Dad,” Scorpius tries to stop him.

“We need to go now.”

“But I-”

“No buts, Scorpius, you will obey me!” Draco shouts, loud enough to rattle the windows.

“Like mum obeys you?” Scorpius snaps, “I saw what you did to her arm.”

Draco purses his lips, “it was a wedding gift, from the dark lord; an obedience charm of sorts. If you’re feeling defiant, I’m sure he would be more than willing to give you one to match.”

“You would do that?” Scorpius gapes at him.

“I would do worse.” Draco lies, he would never hurt any of his children. But he needs Scorpius to listen, he needs him safe. “Follow me.”

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"Where are we going?" Scorpius asks, into the quiet night air. The trees whistle around them.

"We're nearly there." Draco bites out.

"Look, if you're gonna kill me-"

"What?" Draco barks a laugh. "Why on earth would I kill you, Scorpius? You're my only son."

"Great, I'm safe so I can carry on the family name."

"Sure." Draco huffs.

“I saw Vega and Polaris back at school. What about Arlo and Corina? Are they ok?” Scorpius rambles on, feeling the leaves crunch beneath his feet.

“Corina?” His father looks back at him. “The girl with the butterflies?” The little girl Rosanna saw in Scorpius’ mind, but couldn’t place.

"She's uh- she's two, she's got," Scorpius feels a lump rise in his throat. "She's got hair like mum and Arlo, brown eyes…”

Draco clears his throat. "Keep up will you?"

"Sorry," Scorpius speeds up. There's a beat of uncomfortable silence between them. "Couldn't we have apparated?"

"Not unless we want everyone at the ministry to know where we're headed."

"Does mum know? Where we're headed?"

"Generally speaking." Draco nods, "she knows what it's safe for her to know."

"You love her a lot." Scorpius says.

The older man pauses, "I expect that’s true in every timeline.”

Scorpius nods, “yes.”

“We must be happier there, where you’re from. We don’t…we wouldn’t have time for a toddler.” Draco explains.

They come to a stop at a nearby tree, along the far end of the forest, Draco draws out his wand. Tapping it three times against the bark. Slowly, an opening appears, stretching into a narrow entry way. Revealing Ron and Hermione hidden inside, wands drawn to defend themselves.

So maybe just maybe- "Rose?" Scorpius asks, in a whisper.

"Why've you brought him here?" Hermione scowls, coming around from behind Ron. Who is attempting to shield her from any threat, with his own body.

"I need to get him back where he's from." Draco explains.

"He wants the time turner." Ron narrows his eyes at the platinum blonde man.

"We only have one shot at this." Hermione is skeptical, understandably so. They spent hours mending it.

"I know what to." Scorpius replies, solemnly. “I'm ready now. I need to go home, to Rose and Albus-" He breaks off, Snape's gaze locked on his.

"Yes?" Severus raises a brow.

“You're...wow." Scorpius stumbles over the words.

"Very articulate." Snape drawls.

"Sorry, we haven't met." The boy rushes to explain.

"I suppose there was a falling out, after the war?" The man’s brows furrow.

"You died." There's no nice way to say it.

"We all have to make sacrifices." Snape says, with resolution. Better to die for a cause he believes in, than to live in the world that he does.

"You're a hero, Harry always speaks so highly of you. It's an honor." Scorpius is in awe of him.

"Potter speaks highly of me?" The dark haired man almost smiles.

Scorpius nods, "he named his son Albus Severus. I'm your memory and Dumbledore's."

"Tell the boy," Snape pauses. "Tell Albus, that I'm proud he shares my name."

"I will." Scorpius promises.

"What about Rose?" Ron asks. "Who is she? Why'd you think she'd be here?"

Hermione is still holding the time turner in her palm, not ready to give up just yet.

"She's your daughter." Scorpius breathes.

"My daughter?" The red head takes a step backwards.

"And Hermione's. Bloody brilliant, stubborn as they come, not afraid to tell me when I'm being stupid." He draws in a deep breath, "I would do anything to have her back. Then of course there's Hugo, your son. He's a bit younger. We’re always telling him to gerroff. Have to apologize for that, because I'll be damned if I don't miss him him now."

Hermione is tired of fighting, tired of hiding, tired of it all. The years of war ate away at her until there was nothing left. She wants to be herself again, to live the life she would’ve wanted. She wants to see Harry. She steps forward, placing the misplaced time turner into his hand. “Take us home.”

Part 16

[trashmouth-toastzier]

oi oi hello it was gay month and i had changed the layout of my tumblr for the first time since i created it :)!! then i drafted this post and only just found it now lol

decided to introduce myself a little and make a list of the non-male characters i like since my bio is a list of the fictional men i like >:)

hi im jules (u can also call me volantis), im 23 and im a non binary lesbian, i use they/them pronouns (and iel/yel in french), im british-french 😔✊ and i also speak some german

here are some of my favourite non-men!!!! (any characters who don't use he/him and/or identify as men) fictional characters:

genshin-> keqing, yanfei, klee, yoimiya, hu tao, shen he, yae miko, qiqi, xinyan, mona, lumine, arlecchino, beidou, collei, diona, dehya, faruzan, fischl, lisa, kujou sara, nahida, ningguang, xiangling

honkai star rail-> hook, natasha, bailu, seele, march 7th, herta, jingyun, kafka

honkai impact-> herrscher of sentience

mha-> himiko toga, mina, mei, ragdoll

proseka/vocaloid-> tenma saki, gumi, kagamine rin, hinomori shizuku, shiraishi an, yoisaki kanade, shininome ena, mayu, seeu, kaai yuki

magnus chase/percy jackson-> alex fierro, hazel levesque, piper mcclean

great pretender-> cynthia moore, abby jones

professor layton-> katrielle layton, flora reinhold, lucy baker, goldie potsby-mahn

love live-> tsushima yohane, yazawa nico, arashi chisato, emma verde, hanamaru kunikida, haruka konoe, kanata konoe, nakasu kasumi, tang keke, minami kotori, ohara mari, yoneme mei, mia taylor, tojo nozomi, tennoji rina, kazuna sarah, heanna sumire, watanabe you, ranpha, shirase koyuki, shitara fumi, kirihara yuuka, miyashita coco, hasekura kasane, kikkawa mizuki, tanaka sachiko, saeki reine, nishimura fumie

homestuck :') -> terezi pyrope, latula pyrope, rose lalonde, kanaya maryam, nepeta lejion, meulin lejion, roxy lalonde, calliope

tokyo mew mew-> aizawa minto, huang bu-ling

little witch academia-> diana cavendish, constanze albrechtsburger

bungou stray dogs-> yosano akiko, lucy montgomery

vanitas no carte-> dominique de sade, chloé apchier, amelia

black butler-> meyrin

pandora hearts-> alice, sharon rainsworth

vampire princess miyu-> miyu

tangled the series-> cassandra

it-> bev marsh

ensemble stars-> anzu, narukami arashi

x-men-> kitty pryde, rogue, mystique, emma frost, jubilation lee, polaris (lorna dane)

moomin-> little my, snorkmaiden

saiki k-> mikoto aiura, imu rifuta

dyslite-> feng nuxi, bai liuli, camille, catherine, yuuhime, discboom, elaine, heng yue, intisar, jiang man, li guang, mona, lin xiao, ye suhua

taz-> lup taaco, aubrey little, dani, lydia, lucretia, N0-3113, irene baker, gandy dancer

the raven boys-> blue sargent

pokemon-> jessie, lillie, blanche, acerola, mina, plumeria, klara, marnie, melony, nessa, sonia, opal, iono, nemona, tulip, mela

yuukoku no moriarty-> miss hudson

the magnus archives-> basira hussain, george barker, helen richardson, melanie king, jane prentiss, nikola orsinov, sasha james

teen titans-> raven, starfire, terra, jinx, bumblebee

bee and puppycat-> bee, cas wizard, toast

stranger things-> max, robin, erica

cookie run-> latte, strawberry crepe, scorpion, hydrangea, snow sugar, bellflower, black garlic, spinach, captain ice, snake fruit, kumiho, starfruit, moon rabbit, lychee dragon, pond dino, angel, black pearl, oyster, sea fairy, moonlight, pumpkin pie, cotton, cream puff, pinecone, milky way

idolm@ster-> hoshii miki, kikuchi makoto, takatsuki yayoi

etc... cause if not we'll be here for years (watch me add more when i think of them)

[la-reina-de-hielo]

Someone remind me to play Mortal Kombat X on stream sometime. I need to wash my brain from the trainwreck MK1 is.

As much as I hate MK1 for... a variety of reasons, I can't lie. Character design was pretty good.

THEY JUST HAD TO MESS UP KUAI LIANG AND SCORPION

But anyway, this is Polaris, my Mortal Kombat OC. She's a cryomancer and half-ghost due to being fused with a Yuki-Onna. This is her in the New Era. She's also in Mortal Kombat: New Age (made by my hellspawn)

I'll show her ACTUAL look in a bit, but have this for the next five minutes lol

[emollientfirr]

A quick glance at some of the names that will come up frequently!

(Quick distinction, Druids and Soul Druids are two separate things. Druids are a race of people that live on Floras and Soul Druids are humans that use soul magic for peaceful purposes)

Beth/Elsbeth McHammond(human pirate captain)

The Duchess(human pirate)

Val(tactician owlkie)

Leere(ex soldier werewolf)

Avery(sassy half vampire farmer)

The Moon(literally the moon god)

The wind(literally the wind god)

War(literally the god of prolonged conflict)

Stray(Druid performer)

Tiikri(silver Druid)

Kenyon(blind Druid)

Vol(dragon centaur wizard)

Meg(half Druid pirate)

Flor(white dragon “god”)

Azure(fire wyvern elder)

Lapis(dead for now fire dragon)

Callie(last noble satyr)

Bluebird/Hans(human carpenter pirate)

Heather(Soul Druid)

Jasper(Soul Druid)

Dusky(Soul Druid)

Felidae(ex Blood Warrior)

Ohd(Soul Druid city guard)

Haflin(Soul Druid city guard)

Gaz(Soul Druid innkeeper)

Knight [31014] (human (disowned)knight)

Knight [29084/Atticus] (human knight)

Ray(werewolf, bastard)

Avila (Totraven Knight / general badass)

Afon (Dragon pirate)

Avis (Druid pirate)

The Phoenix (literally just a phoenix ._.)

Ida (ex soldier werewoof)

Wish (Demon Lord)

Alida (ex Princess)

Rhyfel (ex Knight, ex War puppet, ex human, blind dragon)

Valeur (Dragon, alchemist, o l d)

Ser (Drider pirate)

Conquest (God of tactics and "aesthetic" war)

Subterfuge (God of (???), mentioned by Conquest passingly)

Alina (Firefly demon)

Achlys (Lich, bastard)

Camedyr (Ambassador for the Citadel)

Inowe (very cold magic user)

Flae (very warm magic user)

Julia (bonded to scorpion, soul magic user)

Annette (bonded to spider, soul magic user)

Evi (bonded to lizard, soul magic apprentice :D)

Ex (emo lizard bonded Soul Druid)

Crim (protective lizard bonded Soul Druid)

Rise (weapons expert under Evelyn)

Evelyn Shaw (aka the Admiral, Captain of a pirate ship)

The Sun (literally the Sun)

Polaris (god of navigation/navigational constellations)

Ennui (warrior of War, psychopath)

Wren (strange traveler :D)

Six (Magical cat assassin)

Thorn(ex knight now werewolf(woof))

[efraart-mix]

Hahaha!!! It couldn't be missed 😁😄. I already made a Sonic Movie style art of Escáloz in 2022, one of Elmet in 2023, and now, 2024, taking advantage of the fact that Sonic Movie 3 will be released at the end of this year, I finally bring you an art with Polaris, with her Sonic Movie style design 😁😄🦂��❄️

[muhmmadiqbal]

Spring is in the air — and in the night sky if you look closely

mtoday it sets the dates of significant eats and diets in numerous religions. The point overhead that characterizes the equinox is some of the time alluded to as the "primary mark of Aries," a term still broadly utilized in crystal gazing.

The group of stars of Aries, the Smash, was the area of the equinox back in Babylonian times, when the fundamental principles of visionary practice were laid out.

Today, the equinox really lies approximately 30 degrees toward the west in the heavenly body of Pisces, the Fish, because of the 26,000-year cycle called "precession of the equinoxes." In 3,000 years, the equinox will lie among the stars of Aquarius; it will get back to Aries somewhere near the year 23,000.

The expression "equinox" infers the cMarch is the month when we rise up out of the colder time of year dejection and welcome the appearance of spring.

The days extend at their quickest pace and the brilliant stars of winter retreat. Significantly, for sky watchers, the cosmic start of spring happens with the vernal equinox, which falls on Walk 19 at 11:06 p.m. Eastern time.

Need to know how your activities can assist with significantly impacting our planet? Pursue the Environment Mentor bulletin, in your inbox each Tuesday and Thursday. At that point, the focal point of the sun's circle crosses the heavenly equator out of sight's northern half of the globe.

This undeniable the conventional start of another year in many societies until Roman times, and oncept of "equivalent evening," when day in and day out are precisely 12 hours in span.

As a general rule, the upper appendage of the sun jabs over the skyline a couple of days before the equinox. The genuine date for 12 hours of sunlight and haziness in D.C. this year is Walk 16, when Old Sol ascends at 7:17 a.m. Eastern time and sets at 7:17 p.m. Moon notes, set that alert You'll find the fading moon gracing the morning sky as Spring starts. On the morning of the third, go-getters can get the last quarter moon before sunrise in the southern piece of the sky. Under a degree away is the radiant red-colored star Antares, the core of Scorpius, the Scorpion.

The new moon falls on the tenth. Luna waxes at night sky, arriving at the full stage on the 25th. The customary name for the Walk full moon is the Worm Moon, in light of the fact that the ground is delicate enough for night crawlers to track down their direction to the surface, giving a food source to birds and creatures. Other customary names are the Crow Moon and Sap Moon.

If you have any desire to be on time for any commitment on Sunday morning on the tenth, you should set your clocks ahead by one hour prior to hitting the hay Saturday night. Except if you live in Arizona or Hawaii, U.S. Code directs that we as a whole change from standard to light time at 2 a.m. Walk 10. In my numerous years at the U.S. Maritime Observatory, I have handled many questions regarding the reason why this happens consistently, however the standard isn't our own to uphold. In the US, common time is represented by legislative power through the Transportation Office. The observatory keeps a solitary reference time scale, UTC. We surrender it to others to sort out how to manage it.

After Walk, a fairly more curbed set of groups of stars will ascend to require the evening. The most conspicuous example among them is the gathering of stars referred to the greater part of us as the Large These seven stars structure an unmistakable example that frames a decent soup scoop, and it is generally one of the principal asterisms that fledgling stargazers figure out how to perceive. It is otherwise called the Furrow (furrow) in England and Ireland, and the Car (cart) in different pieces of Europe. The seven stars are essential for the bigger heavenly body of Ursa Major, the Incomparable Bear. The two stars toward the finish of the Scoop's "bowl" direct toward the north toward the star Polaris, which denotes the north heavenly pole.

Follow the "pointers" toward the south and you will experience the heavenly body of Leo, the Lion, which comprises of two particular star gatherings.

Leo's most brilliant star, Regulus, sits under a half circle of second-size stars illustrating the Lion's head. Toward the east of Regulus, you'll find a right triangle of stars that mark Leo's rump.

Returning to the Large Scoop, assuming you follow the circular segment made by its "handle," you will experience the mark star of spring, Arcturus. It's glaringly obvious as it is the most splendid star in the northern sky and the fourth most brilliant generally on account of its somewhat close by 37 light-year distance and its radiance, which is multiple times that of the sun. Its ruddy color helps me to remember the brilliant blossoms that will follow as Spring passes to April.

Walk might be something of a frustration for planet watchers. The main brilliant individual from the planetary group that is not difficult to detect is Jupiter, which overwhelms the western sky during the night hours.

Toward the beginning of Spring, the monster planet sets between 11 p.m. furthermore, 10:30 p.m., yet after we change to sunlight saving time, you ought to experience no difficulty spotting Jupiter soon after nightfall. When Jupiter sets, however, the remainder of the night misses the mark on splendid planets to search for. Not long before sunrise, you might have the option to detect Venus in the social affair nightfall shine, yet it will be extremely low in the southeastern sky.

Close to the furthest limit of the month, however, we have an opportunity to see that generally subtle of the planets, Mercury. The best opportunity to search for Mercury will be 30 to 45 minutes after dusk on the nights of Walk 17 through Walk 31, when it will be around 10 degrees over the western skyline. On the off chance that you have them, use optics to search for it in the sundown gleam. Whenever you've found it, you ought to have the option to recognize it with the unaided eye.

sightings in the D.C. region in Spring The weather conditions is getting milder. Here are a few spots to glance through a telescope this month. George Artisan College Observatory — Free open talks and telescope visits consistently!

Each Friday (assuming the rainclouds blow over) — Visit the Analemma Society's observatory at Turner Ranch Park in Extraordinary Falls, Va. Walk 2 and 16 — Greenbelt star party evenings with the Galactic Culture of Greenbelt. Walk 9 — Public Noticing Night with the Northern Virginia Space science Club, C.M. Crockett Park in Midland, Va. Walk 9 — Stargaze at the Steven F. Udvar-Dim Center in Chantilly, Va.

George Artisan College Observatory — Free open talks and telescope visits consistently! Each Friday (assuming the rainclouds blow over) — Visit the Analemma Society's observatory at Turner Ranch Park in Extraordinary Falls, Va.

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[luckyy19]

Gwen's late night thoughts

Gwen opened her window again and sat on the large sill, legs hanging over the side and swinging idly in a pathetic reenactment of the rooftop. Without Kaylie’s electric presence, it wasn’t the same. All that space she couldn’t see, all those people she couldn’t fathom, but one person was what made the world seem empty. She wanted to see it all, someday. She just didn’t want to see it alone. Nothing made her feel smaller than the night sky surrounded by the silence of the darkness. Cars still sped by, though not as frequently, and deep in the neighborhood she lived in, the sound was barely audible. Light from the surrounding streetlights were abundant but they didn’t pollute as much as she had initially thought they would. She couldn’t identify a constellation to save her life, made apparent when Kaylie had tried to teach her one of the nights they went out together, but the sky was pretty and it was large and that was all that mattered to a girl confined. Did beautiful things need to be anything more than what they were? Kaylie thought they did. “So that one is the Big Dipper, right?” Gwen had asked, pointing to the cluster of stars directly over their heads. The grass around them rustled gently as a summer breeze blew through, warm despite the chill that came with night in June. Their wings were folded beneath them where they laid in the field, a large area Kaylie had found in the middle of a forest at the outskirts of town. They were close together, Kaylie’s head beside Gwen’s, hair tangling together in a kaleidoscope of black and blonde.   “Yeah,” Kaylie had said, using her green laser pointer to draw a line from one of the stars in the Big Dipper to a different star—because of course she had a laser pointer specifically for this purpose and of course she brought it with her. “So that one is Polaris.” She drew another line from Polaris to a third star. “And that constellation there is Cassiopeia.” Gwen had scoffed. “God, what are these names? They sound fake.” “It’s Latin, I think. Or some story from mythology, like Cassiopeia.” “Sure, but at least some of them make sense. Like, Scorpius is a scorpion, Draco is a dragon, Orion is a person. But what’s a Cygnus, you know?” “It’s a swan,” Kaylie replied without missing a beat. “Like a cygnet is a baby swan? They make sense if you stop and think about it.” Gwen squawked, nudging Kaylie’s shoulder with her own. “Are you calling me stupid?” “I can’t believe you think I’m capable of such a thing.”

[maelstrom-of-emotions]

This is genuinely the funniest exchange. Dropping titles, for you, man.

And while Harry was sure he had never heard the name T. M. Riddle before, it still seemed to mean something to him, almost as though Riddle was a friend he’d had when he was very small, and had half-forgotten.

Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets.

The door creaked open. There on the threshold, holding an old-fashioned lamp, stood a boy Harry recognized at once: tall, pale, dark-haired, and handsome — the teenage Voldemort.

Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince.

Half a dozen boys were sitting around Slughorn, all on harder or lower seats than his, and all in their mid-teens. Harry recognized Voldemort at once. His was the most handsome face and he looked the most relaxed of all the boys. 

Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince.

The house-elf returned within minutes, followed by a tall young man Harry had no difficulty whatsoever in recognizing as Voldemort. He was plainly dressed in a black suit; his hair was a little longer than it had been at school and his cheeks were hollowed, but all of this suited him; he looked more handsome than ever. 

Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince.

Behind both of the glass windows within blinked a living eye, dark and handsome as Tom Riddle’s eyes had been before he turned them scarlet and slit- pupiled.

Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows.

“I don’t think he’d have told Bellatrix it was a Horcrux, though. He never told Lucius Malfoy the truth about the diary. He probably told her it was a treasured possession and asked her to place it in her vault. The safest place in the world for anything you want to hide, Hagrid told me ... except for Hogwarts.” When Harry had finished speaking, Ron shook his head. “You really understand him.”

Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows.

BUT IN ALL SERIOUSNESS, have some fic recs, we all need them in these trying times

One Year In Every Ten | aurora polaris | Heir Apparent | Sugar Soaked | Harry Potter's Attempts at Botching Tom Riddle's Love Confessions | Cicatrize | revelation | Kept Man | In the Scorpion Grass | Living Well | If Only the World Had Been a Bit More Different | Moments in Time | Study Sessions | Hell Hath No Fury | (i wanna) cut to the feeling | Warm Snow | Death Never Stopped Me Before | Blood of the Enemy | Dripping Fingers | Muggle Studies is Economics in Disguise | Hands the Devil Held

Happy Reading, man!

Do y'all know what is more scary than people who ship Sam with Dean, who are literally brothers?

PEOPLE WHO SHIP VOLDEMORT AND HARRY POTTER. WHAT THE ACTUAL F**K IS WRONG WITH YOU FREAKS!!? 😠😭

[yukin0umi]

Polaris: Kakome, Kakome

Inspired by “Kakome, Kakome” sung by Hatsune Miku and Megurine Luka

(Psst. Hey @ask-linkuei-grandmaster, this is also inspired and based off of the RPing I have been doing with you and Hanzo. Just though to let you know.)

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“I’m starting to think this mission wasn’t such a good idea…” Yuki muttered, her voice muffled by her bandanna over her mouth. She walked through the moldy hallway of an abandoned building, being careful with every step. Every five minutes, Yuki heard children laughing, crying, or screaming. Something wasn’t right.

After losing a bet, Yuki agreed to ask Kuai Liang to give her the scariest mission he could find. When he asked why, all she said was that she lost a bet with Frost. Kuai Liang looked wary but before he gave he the mission, he asked if she was absolutely sure about taking it. The female cryomancer said yes.

It was a recon mission that took place in an abandoned building in Shimane Prefecture in Hiroshima, Japan, only to observe and report back to the Lin Kuei with probably all her limbs still together. Reading the report, it said that there was abandoned children that were being experimented on by strange scientists. That alone made it creepy. Nobody said that the building would look like it hadn’t been inhabited in about half a century or so.

Yuki was snapped out of her thoughts when she saw one of the children pulling her long braided hair. The child look like she was ten years old with dirty black hair, and a dark kimono on, along with no shoes on and dark blue eyes. She looked like she was dead.

“What are you doing?” The child asked, making Yuki hesitate. “All the kids should be in the playroom right now.”

“Uh…” Yuki didn’t know what to say or do. Knock her out or actually follow her to see where she goes. “I’m not a kid…” ‘Smart, Yuki. Real smart.’ The child didn’t answer back but did pull Yuki’s braid as if the Lin Kuei was on a leash towards the end hallway to the last door. “Ow! Yamete! Stop pulling my hair!”

The little girl stopped when she reached a door with the light on, opening it to reveal children, all covered up in bandages, one was missing an arm, and all of them looked at Yuki. “We have a new friend. She wants to play with us.”

Yuki’s eyes shrunk at that. “Wait a second, what?” Her eyes wandered around, and then she saw the reason why Grandmaster Liang was worried and hesitant to give her the mission. She saw two people, both male and covered in bandages, with the Lin Kuei symbol. They both looked at her as if she was a tasty piece of meat, and just kept on staring as they both stood up and walked towards her. “Uh, min’na?” Yuki’s whispered words didn’t reach them as they grabbed her arms and threw the female cryomancer to the floor. One of the children brought one of the scientists and he studied her, taking her chin in his hand. He smiled and Yuki could sense the malicious intent behind it.

“I want you to come with me. We’re going to play a little game called ‘Kagome, Kagome.’ I’m sure you’ve heard of it.” His name tag said Akihiko and he stuck a syringe in Yuki’s arm, knocking her out. Before she closed her eyes, the last thing Yuki heard was, “Another Lin Kuei? We’re getting quite popular with them. She’s probably an asset who’s too emotional. The girl will die.”

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The next time Yuki woke up, she was in the middle of a circle of scientists who were hiding something behind their backs. All of her weapons and Lin Kuei clothing were gone and replaced with simple hospital clothes. Even her white and blue tipped hair was taken out of its braid and was flowing down her back. “What the hell? What’s going on?” As she voiced her concerns, one of the scientists came to her and tied a blindfold around her head, covering her eyes. ‘Are they trying to make me feel like Kenshi? ‘Cause it’s not working.’

“We’re playing Kagome, Kagome, Yuki Hanabi, one of the female cryomancers of the Lin Kuei.”

That got Yuki’s attention. “How do you know my name?”

“We have two of your comrades. They know your name, where you’re from, your alias, and your relationship with Sub-Zero.”

“Grandmaster Liang has nothing to do with this!”

“Sub-Zero has to do with everything. Including you, the Lin Kuei, and his fire breathing fiancé. Once you’re out of the way, I’ll go for Scorpion, then your teacher. Not like he’ll ever notice you’re gone.”

That last sentence sunk in. What? “...This is not Kagome, Kagome...isn’t it? You’re going to kill me for your personal gain, then Master Hasashi is next on your hit list.” Yuki summarizes.

The scientist who sounded like Akihiko chuckled. “Smart girl. Too bad that beautiful brain of yours will be ours soon. And in the literal sense.”

“I’ll kill you myself before I’ll let that happen.”

“How can you do that with all your weapons gone and your powers temporarily neutralized? By the time it wears off, your pretty little head will be ours.” Akihiko turned to his coworkers and held his machete tightly. “Now then, let’s begin. Let’s play Kagome, Kagome.”

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Back at the Lin Kuei temple, Kuai Liang was pacing back and forth in his study. Yuki has been gone for more than about two days and was debating on whether to contact the Special Forces that three of his students went missing on a mission. He already contacted Hanzo Hasashi about the situation and was already on his way to the Lin Kuei temple. He looked at Yuki’s sketchbook and the drawing she did of the temple on her first days at the temple. What if she never comes back? What if she’s dead already?

Kuai’s thoughts were interrupted when he heard knocking at the door. When he opened the door, he saw Hanzo and the pyromancer hugged Kuai Liang and pressed his lips to the cryomancer’s. When he let go, he cleared his throat. “Kuai, I heard what happened. How long has Hanabi been away from the compound?”

The Lin Kuei sighed as he looked at the map once more. “She’s been gone for nearly 48 hours minus the time difference. The other two have been gone for about a week. I’m worried. This mission should’ve taken about five hours at most, including the trip back. Yuki’s quiet and precise, but even she should be back by now.”

Hanzo frowned at his fiancé’s worry. Yuki and her comrades should be back, but they’re not. Yuki’s radio was still on, but it wasn’t her voice that was permeating through it. The voices were singing…”Kagome, Kagome?” Hanzo whispered in confusion.

“What?” Kuai Liang asked.

“Kagome, Kagome is an old children’s playground game. Basically a group of children form a circle and chant a song around the player playing the oni in the middle. By the end, the oni blindfolded has to name off the person behind them. I’m guessing in this version, Yuki’s the oni blindfolded in the middle.” Hanzo explained, making Kuai’s eyebrow raised in wonder. “Since this mission is in a very historical building with a very horrifying background. Not even I dare to go in.”

“Really?”

“Yes, there are children there, younger than all three of the Lin Kuei warriors. However, they were all born around seventy years ago.”

The Lin Kuei’s eyes shrunk. “They shouldn’t still be children. They should be full grown adults.”

“Exactly. This is why everyone in all of Japan has a brain and avoid that place. Speaking of brains… Yuki’s a dead woman unless we can stop this. And get the Special Forces involved.”

Kuai Liang nodded in agreement. “Right, I’ll let General Blade know of our situation.” Once Hanzo looked at the map, trying to pin out where the abandoned building was, the cryomancer sighed. “Please be okay, Yuki. I’m coming.”

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What was one hour felt like it was going slow at a snail’s pace as Yuki felt the scientists walk in a circle around her, chanting the song until she flinched. Akihiko was smiling maliciously as he saw the small cryomancer on the door blindfolded and helpless.

“How does it feel? To know that you’re going to die very soon?” The head scientist asked

“How’s it feel that my friends will be coming soon? When Sensei Liang gets angry, even I wouldn’t be in the same room as him.” Yuki asked back, using the same threatening tone.

Akihiko took her chin and pulled her towards him, trying to intimidate the female cryomancer. “You’re so pretty and cute. I can’t wait to chop that cute head with pretty hair off.”

Yuki felt her ears twitch, hearing something...or someone. It sounds like footsteps towards the lab. Akihiko kept sweet-talking her, attempting to make her shake, but it was all for naught. The air, due to lack of ice powers, actually felt colder than before. The chill felt…familiar. ‘Sensei, hurry up. Please.’ As Yuki was still bound, she was unable to move since not one of the scientists wanted their subject to fight them off.

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Kuai Liang walked around the halls of the old building with Hanzo next to him, trying to be quiet and cautious. They knew Yuki was around somewhere, along with the two other Lin Kuei. “She’s here. I can feel it, Hanzo.” Kuai whispered, walking up the creaking staircase carefully.

The pyromancer waved his hand around, his flames being a source of light. Until he stopped in front of an old door, hearing chanting and someone talking. “Kagome, Kagome…” He whispered. Hanzo turned to Kuai, feeling confident. “Hanabi’s in here. I know it.”

“Is there another way to get in?”

“No. This is the only one.”

“Alright.” The Lin Kuei placed his hand on the door and focused on freezing the door to get in. Once the whole door froze, Kuai Liang kicked it open to reveal scientists circling someone, all of them having machetes behind their backs.

“Who goes-” The head scientist stopped once he saw the two grandmasters of fire and ice. He held onto Yuki’s neck and held the machete there. “Ah, Sub-Zero and Scorpion. I figured you would come for your precious students. Especially her.”

Kuai Liang’s hands covered themselves in frost with rage. How dare he? Threaten and capture three of his students? Especially one who’s close to being a daughter of some sort to him? “Yuki? Are you alright?” He asked, trying to keep whatever patience he had left.

Yuki choked on her words a bit, due to the grip on her neck. “I’m alright, Sensei. They disabled my cryomancy, took away my weapons and tied me up.” She took a sharp breath, trying to relieve the pressure on her neck. “Also, I’m starting to see how Kagome, Kagome is part of this and I officially hate it now.”

Akihiko presses the sharp weapon to Yuki’s neck, drawing blood out. “Well? Any last words, Hanabi?”

She looked at the scientist with a straight face, looking fearless once more. “I won’t be the one dying tonight. The same can’t be said for you and your associates.”

When Akihiko was about to swing the machete, Hanzo, with his kunai, struck and pulled him. “GET OVER HERE!” Kuai froze the other two scientists and went to Yuki and began to untie her.

“Where are Wang and Luo?” Kuai Liang asked, freezing the rope after failing to untie it.

“In a room full of children. Sensei, they aren’t the same.” Yuki answered, breaking the bonds, then giving Kuai Liang a hug. After being surprised for a few seconds, he returned the hug. “Thank you, Sensei.”

“You’re welcome, Yuki. How long is your cryomancy disabled till?”

“For a few more hours. I still need my stuff.”

Hanzo, who just cut someone’s head off, turned to them. “I will gather Hanabi’s things. You get your students.”

Leading her teacher to the end of the hall, Yuki opened the door and showed him the room full of children, including the two Lin Kuei warriors, Luo and Wang. All the children looked at them and walked towards them. “Wanna play with us?”

“No, I’m good. I’m here for only my two students.” Kuai grabbed Wang and Luo, froze the children unconscious, and walked out. “That was easier than I thought.” He and Yuki walked off with her two comrades in hand, but the female cryomancer began to falter behind. “Yuki, are you alright?”

“I’m okay. I think they gave me something else though and everything is really hot and kind of spinning.”

“Your body isn’t used to being without cryomancy for so long. You could be getting sick.” He felt Yuki’s forehead, her feeling very warm. “More than likely, they gave you something that will slow you down with symptoms of a cold. I promise you can rest once we get back to the helicopter. The Special Forces are here and will help you, Luo and Wang.”

Hanzo came running to them, holding a bag with Yuki’s clothes and weapons inside. “I have her things. We should start going.” Everyone nodded and began to get to the exit.

‘Yuki…’

Yuki perked up at the sound of her name and looked around, everyone was quiet on the way back. She sighed. Maybe the fever was going through her head.

‘Yuki, you should be able to recognize me…

There it was again. Yuki officially deemed herself crazy and hallucinating.

‘It’s me. Yuki-onna.’

Yuki found herself in a dark room with a yokai all in white standing behind bars. It was Yuki-onna, the yokai Yuki claimed to have killed her parents. “What the hell? Why are you here?”

Yuki-Onna chuckled. ‘Why am I here? Stupid Quan Chi after what happened about twelve years ago. He put me in you.’

Yuki’s eyes shrunk. Quan Chi…? It wasn’t Yuki-onna? “I don’t understand. I saw you freeze my parents to their death.”

The yokai scoffed, flipping her jet black hair. ‘Quan Chi disguised himself as me then put me in you, making your already genetic cryomancy even stronger. Then he killed your parents, hoping to get an angry reaction from you. I was too much for such a little girl, causing you to faint. That was what really happened twelve years ago.’

Yuki began to shake. All this time, the yokai she had been blaming, was innocent this whole time. Yuki got on her knees and bowed to Yuki-onna. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry! I had been blaming the wrong person this whole time!’ The little cryomancer began to cry, not noticing that the Snow Woman’s hand was petting her hair.

‘My vessel, it’s alright. You were a little girl and never heard of that sorcerer. Now that you and I are one, we will have to find a way to coexist with one another. Like Scorpion with Master Hasashi.’ Yuki-onna soothes, petting Yuki’s snow white hair. Yuki wiped away her tears and stood up. ‘Now then, since Polaris is your alias, I would suggest you call me that.’

“Just like with Scorpion.”

Yuki-onna held Yuki’s hands, feeling the cold through her. ‘Get some rest, my dear. I will take over for now.’

“Please let them know. I don’t want to scare them.”

‘You have my word, Hanabi.’

“...Yuki!” Kuai Liang’s voice snapped Polaris out of her thoughts, making her jump a little. “We’ve been calling your name and you didn’t answer. Please be more attentive next time.”

“So sorry, Sensei. I was in my own thoughts.” Polaris’ voice sounded a bit deeper into an alto range, and although Kuai Liang didn’t notice it, Hanzo did.

Hanzo walked to her and took a look at her face, Yuki’s left eye was in a total pale blue color, as if she was dead, but clearly alive. “Who are you and what have you done with Yuki Hanabi?” He asked with some pieces of a threat in his voice.

“Yuki Hanabi is currently resting up. I have permission to take over her physical body until we arrive at the helicopter.” Polaris answers, making the two grandmasters confused.

“What? Who are you?” Kuai Liang asked.

“My name is Yuki-onna, I am very sure that Yuki has told you about me.” Kuai Liang eyes shrunk. ...How?! “How I came to be inside her is a very long story, but right now, we must avoid the children and remaining scientists until we reach the Special Forces.” Polaris walked forward, past the confused assassins. “I will also be her reservation for Hanabi’s cryomancy, in case if anything like this happens again.”

“Like a back-up power.”

“Exactly, Hasashi.”

Reaching a turn, the group saw the injured Akihiko and his remaining coworkers, all with machetes in their hands. “You tried my hand, Hanabi. Now you will die without playing a fun game.”

“Kagome, Kagome was never fun anyway.” Polaris responds apathetically. Once the scientists ran towards her, Polaris blew on them and froze all of them instantly, leaving Akihiko alone and shaking in his boots. “How does it feel? Knowing that you will die soon?” She took his machete and cut off his arms cleanly. “This is for the innocent children you turned into science experiments.” Polaris then cut both his legs with her spiked ice, making him fall to the ground, staining his lab coat in a puddle of his own blood. “This is for my Lin Kuei comrades.” She then aims her iced paint brush and ice kunai at his neck. “And my sensei.” She stuck the weapons in his head then cut his head off with her blade, pinning it to the wall with a paintbrush before the head hit the ground.

Luo, Wang, Kuai Liang, and Hanzo just stood there in awe, not knowing that Yuki, or Yuki-onna, was even able to do that. They all thought the same thing…

FATALITY

Polaris then fainted, Kuai being quick enough to catch before she hit the ground. He picked her up to rest in his arms and looked at her bloodstained hospital clothing, and hair, wondering even how or why Yuki-onna was now part of his student. Hanzo placing a hand on his shoulder interrupted his thoughts.

“Kuai, we need to go before the children arrive.”

“Right.”

They went through the rest of the orphanage without any other encounters.

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When Yuki woke up, she was back in her room at the Lin Kuei temple, covered in bandages, in her pajamas, and with an ice pack over her head. She sat up from the covers and held her head, trying to remember what happened before, but coming up blank.

“I see you’re awake.”

Yuki turned to see Kuai Liang, holding an ice pack and a cup of tea. “Yeah, I suppose I am. I don’t remember what happened after I put my head in the clouds.” She accepted the cup of chamomile tea, as he changed the ice pack on her head.

He looked at her, surprised. “You don’t remember? Not one bit?” His knowledge with worldly beings came from Hanzo and his experience with Scorpion, but he remembered everything. Yuki didn’t.

Yuki shook her head, being mindful of her headache blooming. “No. Not one part.” She held her now pounding head, making it harder to think. The Lin Kuei Grandmaster noticed it and helped her lie back down and relax. “What about Wang and Luo? Are they alright?”

“Wang and Luo are fine and are recovering. Right now, you need some rest.” He tucked her in, hoping to have her head back to sleep.

“What about training? I-”

“You will take some days off from training to recover. Right now, head back to sleep. Your fever is being quite pesky.”

“My cryomancy didn’t come back yet?”

“I’m afraid not. The doctor said that it will be a bit longer till your powers come back.” Kuai Liang even per her hair, hoping to calm her anxiety. “Right now, rest.”

Before Yuki fell asleep, she muttered loud enough for Kuai Liang to hear, “Arigato, chichi…” She didn’t say anything after that.

When the Lin Kuei Grandmaster closed the door, he saw Hanzo behind him, smiling. “What?” He asked.

“Do you what she just said to you?” Hanzo asked, the smile not leaving his face. Kuai shook his head, knowing that Yuki speaks only Japanese sometimes. “She said, ‘Thank you, father.’ She called you her father.”

(So sorry for the crappy ending. I didn’t know what to end the story. Happy Halloween, I guess...?)