#very pleased w this. i am not GOOD at coloring but i am definitely no longer BAD at it

[squirrel-art]

Q: What do Jedi wear to the club?

A: Their lightsabers!

This is probably the most ambitious thing I’ve drawn in like, a year, which is wild bc I couldn’t even be assed to draw the background (it’s one of my own screenshots from Nar Shaddaa). 

I dunno, I just really like the idea of the psychic space monks getting to be hip normal girls once in a while! <3

Sartorial inspirations below the cut, because figuring out how I was gonna dress everyone was part of the fun teehee

Kira: Kira always struck me a little more of a tomboy, and I like the idea of Coruscanti street fashion orbiting the techwear sphere. So she gets the Kim Possible fit. I think she’d want any excuse to show off her abs \o/

Ántonia: Basically a copy of this outfit  (+leather jacket, gladiator heels, & lightsaber belt) worn by Australian model Isabelle Mathers that I found reposted to Pinterest. I wish I could link to the actual post, but I couldn’t find it on her instagram and suspect it might’ve been from a reel that’s no longer available? Apologies for my lack of journalistic integrity TuT And then her cute little mynock masquerade mask is based on this bat mask.

Savtas: Sav’s casual non-robes wear is almost exclusively jumpsuits, for both convenience and comfort, so of COURSE I put her in the successor to Mark Hamill’s gold lamé jumpsuit he wore for that German TV skit in the 80s. I’m in love with it now

Nadia: I just really wanted to put her in something cute with a lean towards 60s retro-futurism! It felt Star Wars-appropriate. Her dress is based on this fantastic little number by Gnyuki Torimaru. I also gave her Dior boots because I saw them on Pinterest & decided they were fantastic. You might also notice she’s changed the design of her face paint to match Sav’s tattoos ^_^

insert that old adage about gay friend groups always looking like they’re attending separate events

[kurishiri]

william v.s. darius . . . darius vogel END 🪽

— this translation may not be 100% accurate or contain creative liberties due to characterization or narrative flow purposes. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but don’t repost these or claim these as your own!

— cw: none, but you’ll definitely find out a thing or two about darius here.

Kate: I’ll go with Darius to find the boy. I would like to support him as someone who’s familiar with the streets here.

Darius: That makes me happy to hear. It was also because of you that we were so close to catching him too.

William: Indeed. I’m sure you will find it heartening to have the little robin accompany you to assist with the streets around here.

W: Kate.

W: You are one to jump to the fray for others, but you are also a clever little robin who never forgets about us and returns to her nest.

W: I am confident you won’t get lost on your way.

I stared back at the eyes fixed straight on me.

Kate: Alright, leave it to me.

(I will cooperate with Darius, as Crown’s fairytale keeper.)

Darius: You’re a reliable one, aren’t you. Well then, let’s venture down these streets, miss fairytale keeper.

After running the streets for a little while——

Darius: Oh? What’s this?

Darius pointed to something ahead of him, where on the stone pavement, it looked like some pebbles were all in one place.

It was an unnatural sight, to be sure, so we stopped to scrutinize it.

Kate: Are these... plum seeds?

Darius: From that box he flipped over, I take it.

Kate: Oh, then maybe it’s a trace that boy left behind after eating them?

Darius: Likely so. See, look over there, there are some more scattered over there.

Darius was looking toward a place ahead of us, but...

Kate: Umm... I’m really sorry, but I can’t see that far...

Darius: Ahh, is that so? I happen to have extremely good eyes. Oh, and a good sense of smell, too.

Kate: Oh, wow! I’m pretty jealous.

Darius: Mhm, it’s really convenient.

With an innocent smile on his lips, he looked at me with those honey-colored eyes,

and for some odd reason, I felt that those very eyes were looking down from above, in a place somewhere far off.

(...Is it because he said his eyes were good? No, I feel like there’s something more to it.)

Darius: Ah, I spot some pie crumbs. On the miss fairytale keeper’s cheeks.

Kate: Huh?

Darius: Hehe, over here.

He reached toward me,

and his gloved hands wiped it off.

Kate: T-thank you very much...

(Ack, that’s so embarrassing...! Does that mean it has always been on my cheeks?)

I felt my cheeks turning redder and redder, but I couldn’t move until Darius withdrew his fingers from me.

Darius: This path might have been the correct one.

When we hurried on——

I spotted a small back enter through a hidden entrance in the back road.

Darius: That’s him.

Kate: That road’s exit leads back here after a while.

K: If it’s alright, could you head to the exit up ahead and cover the path there?

K: I’ll go in to directly chase after him to drive him to the exit.

Darius: So I see. We’re using the pincer movement here, yes?

Trying to keep as quiet as possible, I moved with quick steps.

When I did, eventually I could hear another set of footsteps.

(...There he is.)

Up ahead was a place where sunlight couldn’t filter through, and up ahead I spotted the small back of that boy.

Slightly dirty boy: !!

The boy, having sensed my presence, turned back, and surprised, he ran off.

I, too, ran after him, closing the distance between him and the exit.

And in the path the boy was taking, it was as though an angel’s wings had spread——

Darius’ coat fluttered, blocking the way.

Darius: Would you not say it’s about a good time to accept your defeat?

Slightly dirty boy: F-for what!? Because I sure don’t know...

Darius: You nabbed her things, did you not?

Slightly dirty boy: Grk, I-I don’t remember stealing anything!

Darius: But I do. I saw you bump into her before putting your hand in her skirt pocket.

Slightly dirty boy: ...!

Darius: Oh, that’s not all either. You also stole some plums in the midst of a small scuffle and ate them. The scent of fruit juice is quite strong off you.

D: But even without the smell, there are stains near your mouth and on your sleeves. One look is all one needs to know.

Slightly dirty boy: Urgh...

In a panic, the boy rubbed his sleeve.

Darius: And thanks to that, you left quite a big trace of your trail behind.

D: But, if you were going to leave anything, you could have been more clever about it. [1]

Slightly dirty boy: ...

The boy hung his head, balling his hands into fists in frustration.

Kate: ...Hey, can I ask why you’re doing these things?

Slightly dirty boy: ...And what could you do if I told you?

Slightly dirty boy: You know too, don’t you? A brat like me can do nothing but steal if I wanna survive.

Slightly dirty boy: All you rich guys fill your pockets with too much stuff.

Slightly dirty boy: So what’s the big deal in giving a little of that away!? I don’t got a home or anyone to call family!

Darius: ...Hmm.

D: Hey, miss fairytale keeper. I do doubt this boy has any relation to the organization.

Kate: Hm? Ah, yes, that may be the case. But still.

(I can’t simply overlook this.)

Slightly dirty boy: Organization?

Darius: Ahh, no need to worry your pretty head over it. We were talking to ourselves.

D: But anyway, would you be so kind as to give back her things?

Slightly dirty boy: ...Finders keepers. It’s mine now.

Darius: Oh, do you need me to spell it out? You did not find it; you stole it.

D: So that’s why, let’s return the things to their rightful owner, okay?

Slightly dirty boy: Urgh...

Darius was wearing a bright smile on his face, as if he were erasing the boy’s will to talk back.

Slightly dirty boy: ...Okay, fine.

He reluctantly reached into his pocket, taking out what was in it, before he curtly placed them in both my hands, which were outstretched.

Darius: Alright, that’s enough. Care to leave now?

Kate: Eh?

Darius: Isn’t it great, miss fairytale keeper? You got your things back, safe and sound.

Kate: I-I mean, yes, it is great, but also...

Slightly dirty boy: ...

As though currently assessing the situation, the boy stepped back before dashing off as fast as he could.

Kate: Ah, wait...!

Darius: What is it? Did the boy not give everything back?

Kate: It’s just I don’t think it would do him any good if we should just let him go like that.

K: He is already used to stealing, so he may end up doing so again. Especially if it’s to survive.

Darius blinked at my words,

before he let out a sigh.

Darius: A reward for the good child, and a punishment for the bad one... so you say, but is there really anything we can do for him?

Kate: ...Huh?

Darius: It’s hardly as though there’s only one or two children in the world in a similar situation as him.

D: See, even William is going through so much trouble to find all the children who may have relations to a crime syndicate.

D: ——That’s why I was thinking we may as well turn this into a world where no such children exist.

D: Don’t you think such a world is not just a dream, with the Cursed ones’ abilities?

The smile on his face seemed to sparkle as he made such a statement as though he were singing it praises.

(Could it be Darius wishes for a world... where there’s no poverty or hunger?)

(But, for some reason...)

It stirred a familiar sense of unease in me.

Darius was a friendly person who wore a bright smile, and he almost had a childlike air about him.

But in the most unexpected times, the space that fell between us seemed to widen so much, I could hardly jump over it.

It felt like, even if we were looking at the same thing, his perspective and thoughts would come from such a different place and direction.

Almost as though——I had come into contact with a different ‘living being’ altogether.

Darius: Ah, speaking of, what are those in your hand?

Kate: Hm?

Darius’ sweet voice pulled me out of my own thoughts.

Darius: Just what did he steal from you, I wonder?

He was looking down at what was in my hand, his smile filled with excitement and interest.

Kate: Oh——here, this is for you, Darius.

I took out a handmade white leopard plush from the things.

Kate: The moment I met eyes with this plushie at the wagon, I thought, ‘I really want to give this to Darius!’ to myself, so.

Darius stared intently at the white leopard plushie, which laid on the palm of his hand.

Darius: .........

Kate: Doesn’t it look a bit like you, Darius? With its white coat and those pretty, honey-colored eyes. It even has a similar shape.

K: So, maybe that’s why I really wanted to gift you this.

(But, I feel like there’s something more as well... I feel as though I could reach a deeper place...)

The space that fell between us seemed to widen so much, I could hardly jump over it——

I realized that such was an unconscious feeling, and I may have also felt that I would like to jump over to the other side.

Kate: And besides, isn’t it adorable? See, it looks pretty lethargic.

Darius: .........

D: ...hehe, you have quite a sense... pfft, hehe.

(Hm? For some reason I feel like I’m being laughed at for something different...)

Darius: ——Miss fairytale keeper...

D: Could it be you wanted to make me smile?

Kate: ...Ah.

I felt taken aback when he asked me so straightforwardly.

(But, he is probably onto something.)

Perhaps my own feelings were more simple than I had thought.

Kate: Well, yes, if I could make you smile, that would make me happy as well.

Darius: Really now? If a smile is enough to make you happy, I’d be more than happy to give you however many you’d like, miss fairytale keeper.

D: ——See, like this.

Darius’ head slightly tilted, he gave me an innocent smile.

His platinum blond hair, hardly fitting in with the surrounding back street, swayed,

as it glistened in the few rays of sunlight that filtered through.

The specks of light also seemed to reflect in those honey-colored eyes, leaving me enraptured, unable to look away.

And this very expression before me was, out of all the smiles I had seen on him the entire day today, the most perfect of them all... almost too much so to be true.

(Oh, I see, this must also have been one of the reasons why I had felt a sense of unease.)

(Because Darius had never been smiling from the bottom of his heart.)

Kate: Darius, I... I want to see you smile, from your heart.

Darius: Oh my, could it be you thought my smile was all a fabrication?

Kate: That is, um...

Darius: The fact you couldn’t answer back means I hit the mark, right? How mean, though, thinking other’s smiles are fabricated and all.

D: But, well, if that’s the case...

Kate: Ah—

No sooner did Darius take my hand than he ran back from where we came.

His coat fluttered behind him, his platinum blond locks that resembled a cat’s fur bounced with his steps, and I felt myself wrapped in his relaxing scent.

The hustle and bustle and zeal of the street fair rapidly approached.

Darius: ...then, miss fairytale keeper, see if you can bring a ‘true’ smile out of me, yes?

to be continued…

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NOTES:

[1] He is probably referring to something like leaving a fake trail. Like, if you were going to leave a trail anyway, you could have used it to divert us rather than lead us, kind of implication. (I could be wrong though.)

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[tinydeskwriter]

Actress!Y/n Talking About Harry in Interviews Over the Years(2018-2022) Part II

 A/n:so, this is the second part, and I really hope you guys like it .

PART I | MASTERLIST

Jimmy Kimmel Live!, September, 2018

“I am so happy to have you here again.” Kimmel said, as they sat down. “You’re no longer my neighbor.”

“Unfortunately.” The woman agreed. “I miss you, Molly and the kids, we don’t have neighbors anymore.”

“You mean the house next door isn’t ready or…” 

“We literally have no neighbors, we bought fourteen acres ‘next door’ to a preserve, so it’s amazing views and a huge amount of privacy.” She explained. “Which when you have a job in the industry, and two young children is amazing.”

“That’s right, you had another baby!”Jimmy said as if he didn’t already now. “How far apart are they?”

“So, we had Atticus in January last year, and eleven months later we had Talulah,” She paused giving the audience time o cheer, “we wanted them to be close in age, which is a decision a lot of parents make, we didn’t know it would happen so fast, but apparently we are very fertile people,” She paused again, letting the people go crazy, “Yeah, so of course, we didn’t factor in our decision Harry’s tour, my album release, all my projects, and a very cranky baby, Atticus is physically all H, but he’s bad temper is all mine.”

“You went on tour pregnant and with a baby?” The host asked. “That must have been a crazy experience.”

“It was something.” She agreed. “But I was the boss’s wife, so everyone took good care of me, made sure I was comfortable, helped around with the baby, and H created an amazing environment with his whole team, it was lovely to witness.”

Met Gala 2019 With Liza Koshy| Vogue

“You co-chaired the Met Gala back in 2016, how is like to be back, and this year your gorgeous husband is co-chairing the event.” Liza asked Y/n as soon as they finished greeting each other.

The camera was zooming on the naked Gucci gown made of black lace, sequins and feathers the superstar was wearing, totally complementing her husband look.

“It is amazing, I am so proud of H, this is such an amazing honor, and is his first year, so I am happy we get to share this with each other.” Y/n said in a soft voice.

“What is ‘camp’ to you?”The you tuber asked.

“Just be yourself, whatever you want no matter what, be bold, be crazy, it’s camp.” The actress said moving her colorful feather boa/cape situation. “I think there is no limits.”  She had almost Rapunzel long hair extensions and a spectacular floral and feathers arrangement on top of her head.

“What was your inspiration for tonight’s spectacular look?”

“I just wanted to match H, tonight is all about him, and have fun, so I let Alessandro do as he pleased, and Ale being Ale didn’t hold back.” she shared. “My youngest didn’t even recognized me.”

“You look one hot mama, it’s hard to imagine you have two babies, does Atticus and Talulah know they have the coolest mother?”Liza asked.

“H is the cool parent,” Y/n admitted with a found smile, “Atticus has some idea that his daddy is a rockstar, so Harry’s definitely the coolest in his eyes.” 

The Late Late Show | Team USA v. Team UK- Dodgeball w/Michelle Obama

“I am here to support Harry,”Y/n said to he camera as the teams stretched in the background, “he’s not a very gracious loser, and I mean, he’s in James’s Team against Michelle Obama, there is just no way that they are going to win this game.” 

“Babe, “ Y/n called from the sidelines after watching Harry be hit in the ‘1D’ “Are you okay, honey?”

“I want more kids… in the future,” the actress blushed slightly looking to the camera.

The Kelly Clarkson Show, Jan, 2020

“How old are your kids know?”Kelly asked.

“Atticus is three years old, and Lulah just turned two, the terrible twos, funny enough, Lulah doesn’t suffer from it, but Atticus haven’t got over it yet…”Y/n said with a smile as pictures showed up on the screen, her children faces always blurred or hidden.

“People say terrible two, but threenager is a real thing,”Kelly said seriously.

“Yeah, that’s what I heard,”The actress said. “But Lulah just turned two, and I think it might not have fully catch up with her yet, because as I was leaving the house today, she threw her first temper tantrum.” Y/n commented. “She was just, on the floor, crying her little heart out, and of course, Atticus didn’t like to be outdone, so he threw himself at the rug screaming bloody murder, and I just left them there for Harry to deal,” The young woman told Kelly. “I sounded so bad right now, but really, I am that mom that keeps trying to calm them down, and things just get worst because it becomes a competition between the two toddlers, while Harry is just chill, he sit on the couch and just watches them unamused until they organically stop.”

“They lay it on sometimes, like ‘why are you leaving me’”

“I thing is worst with Harry,”Y/n confessed, “I have no problem in admitting H is the favorite parent, like, they come to me for comfort and all the ‘mommy’ things, but Harry is their favorite.” She said with a smile.

“And you don’t feel jealous or anything…”

“No, because, to me, it just shows how much of na amazing daddy he is, and I just feel like: damn! I made a really good choice.”The crowd cheer. “It’s really validating and I am just proud of myself for my choice in partner and baby daddy.”

Hailey Bieber | Who’s in my Bathroom? April, 2021

“Do you get uncomfortable by the amount of female attention your husband’s get?” Hailey asked as they sipped their margaritas.

“So, I have two answers for those questions: I don’t get uncomfortable with his fans showing their love for him, it’s lovely to see the amount of love and devotion he inspires, and they have always been so welcoming to me.” She said looking at possible the only other woman in the planet that understood the level of craziness it was. “But I do get uncomfortable with women in the industry hitting on him, I am not even talking women our age, it’s like: cougar level, and very recently we had a very awful situation, where it was in a working environment with a power imbalance, and it just got too much, more people got involved, media attention happened, and at the same time we had to deal with this as a couple and as a family.”

“Does you ever wish you guys just had normal jobs and careers?”Hailey supports her face in her hand. 

“Never, no matter what, I can’t imagine Harry not doing what he does, and I would never no make the career choices I did, I love acting, I love singing and songwriting, and I love directing.” She says with conviction. “For me it was life changing, I came from nothing, my mom was a single mother waitress, raising three kids on a small wage salary and tips, Disney changed my life, it paid for our first house, for the seed money in my mother’s organic company, it paid my sister college.”

“Is it surreal that your children have a childhood so different from yours?”The blonde asks with a smile.

“They’re extremely privileged, my four years old the other day was like: mummy, why do we have so many houses? And Lulah was complaining the size of the Jet, because she wanted the ‘big plane’, and H was like: sugarcube, you don’t know what your are asking for.” Y/n said with a soft smile. “My children…they have a lot of rich people problems.”

The Drew Barrymore Show, Aug, 2022

“Oh My God, you look even more gorgeous in person.” Drew said as they created each other. 

“Thank you, thank you, have you look at yourself? I was obsessed with you growing up, it’s so amazing to be here.” Y/n said with a big smile, arranging the skirt of her dress as she sat down.

“You’re the face of a Dior perfume, a brand ambassador for Gucci, multi- award winning actress and musician, your under thirty with two Academy Awards, which is historical, you have two successful companies, you just came back a few months ago from a very glorious passage through Cannes where you  debuted Top Gun: Maverick, your own movie and you own Camera d’Ore for your debut feature, also: 14 minutes standing ovation, for a movie produced, directed, written and starred by women,” she stopped for a moment to allow the crowd to applauded the guest, “and then, your also a mom, to three children, and you’re married to Harry freaking Styles, the world’s biggest rockstar, and most wanted man according to Rolling Stones.”

“You just made me sound so cool.”The younger woman said with a small smile and flushed cheeks.

“You are cool.”Drew affirmed. “How do you balance it all?”

“I have a great team working with me, and I have just the greatest partner, and this is really important.”Y/n said crossing her legs. “We plan things in a way that the children will always have one of us 24/7 and in a way that we can always be together, his career is never more important than mine and vice-versa, we’re on tour now, Harry’s Love on Tour, I am a non-touring artist, but H really loves touring, is his thing, and it was important for him to have me and the kids together  with him on the road as his support system, and the children just love going to all the different museums, and seeing new things, and eating different stuff, but, during his tour break we’re moving to Australia because I have a movie that is going to be shoot there.”

“What is like going on tour with three young children under five?”

“It’s chaos, Atticus and Lulah have some understanding that this is daddy’s job, this is Atticus second tour, but for them is just fun, Riley is just a baby, she’s with me 24/7, shes our calmest child,” Y/n said. “She’s actually the same age that Atticus was during Live on Tour.”

“Riley is your quarantine baby…”

“I found out I was pregnant in February last year during Where the Crawdads Sing pre-production, so yeah, she’s kinda of my Covid baby.”

[rekino2114]

So I’ve recently fallen deeply mad in love with Ena (the blue/yellow polygon gal-) and I can’t stop thinking about her (I won’t apologize for it though she’s amazing and neat-)

If I may, can I ask for Ena x male reader where reader is hard crushing on all forms of Ena and it’s pretty obvious that he loves her, but can’t bring himself to tell her since he doesn’t know how she’ll react

You crushing on ena

Pairing:ena x male reader

A/n:You don't need to apologize. ena is indeed very awesome and cool. Sidenote but I am obsessed with the idea of ena having more forms than the ones we see so I might make a post detailing some fanmade ones I've seen around,with the reader of course let me know if you'd like that

"Come on, dude, just tell her"

"No, who knows what might happen"

You're currently talking to your friend moony about your crush on your mutual friend ena

"The worst she can say is no"

"That's a factually wrong statement for most people, but especially for ena, with how many forms she has, I might get punched in the face or she'll start crying and wallowing in self pity"

"You're such a coward, man"

"Listen, ena is like one the best friends I ever had, I can't risk losing her friendship. She's the best"

"If you don't tell her I will"

"Don't you dare-

You were interrupted by the voice of your crush approaching you

"Ah here are my two bestest friends in the entirety of this digital plane, how are you good chums?"

"Oh hey I-na me and y/n here were talking about you actually"

"Oh is that true? I hope you were spreading good word of me then"

"Oh, trust me, he definitely has~"

"SORRYINEEDTOGOBYE"

You were very embarrassed at the possibility of your crush being revealed and decided to run away from your friends while blushing

"Waaaahh y/n hates me"

Your sudden leave caused ena to glitch and turn into her sad form while crying on the ground

"I can't bwame him, evewyone should hate me, I'm howwible,howwbile, I should just die"

"Geez what a crybaby, y/n loves you like love-loves you"

"*sniffle* w-weally?"

"Yeah, dummy, you didn't know? It's sooooo obvious. He always blushes when he's near you and don't you see how he always comforts whenever you get like this? That's l-o-v-e"

After hearing her friend's words the polygonal girl stood up and went back to her normal form

"Oh such splendid news, I must go confess to y/n this instant"

"Wait, you like him too?"

"Indeed, I have had hidden feelings for him for quite a while. Whenever I'm around him, my face turns pink, and I can't help but want to fill him with compliments and physical contact, at first I didn't know what this feeling was but now I believe it is love"

"Pffffft whatever vena just leave me out of your lovey-dovey loser stuff"

"Do not fret, I will go talk to y/n now. Hopefully, the next time we meet, I will have a romantic partner"

Ena left the scene and practically teleported to where you were sitting, still embarrassed at yourself and a bit angry at moony

"E-ena, I'm really sorry for running away"

"Salutations, my dear companion, do not worry about that. Please don't stand there being unhappy, I have some splendid news I think you'll enjoy hearing"

"What is it?"

" I have an announcement:I.....believe I have feelings for you....feelings of love""

"......really?""

"Precisely, I do, every time I'm near you, I feel something beyond happiness, and with my friend moony's help, I understood that it was love"

"I-i don't know what to say ena, I love you too"

"Oh happy days, might I suggest that we enter a relationship then?"

"Of course I'd love to be your boyfriend"

Ena smiled happily before avoiding your eyes and blushing (she blushes two different colors on her two sides)

"Wonderful......could we perhaps formalize our relationship with a kiss?"

"*giggle* yes if you'd like"

You approached ena's lips and kissed her (I just realized she only has a mouth on her yellow side and doesn't really have lips....uhhh, I dunno I guess you could still kiss her like that, her anatomy is weird anyway it doesn't have to be realistic)

"That felt so so amazing, thank you so much my dear"

"You don't need to thank me, it felt great for me too"

Suddenly, ena hugged you, and you did the same. Despite her polygonal body, she actually felt very soft and nice to lean against, and so you did. You stayed like this enjoying your newfound love with your new girlfriend.

[fountainpenguin]

Riddle watches New Wish - Post #4

... Angela has orange eyes. Interesting... It's a good thing that 8 years ago, I didn't set up my entire magical society to be obsessed with natural orange features like hair because it's the rarest color in the magical world, ahahaha...

Cosmo hung a picture of himself on their wall.

SHE HAS A CREATURE-HUNTER FOR A DAD? Oh no, oh no, oh no... Someone call Doombringer, Crocker, and Ed Leadly- They've got a new friend!

He didn't react to Cosmo and Wanda describing the features Crocker always names as fairy traits (wands, wings, floating crowns), so he probably doesn't know Crocker.

She's so cute...

Okay, I love that Cosmo and Wanda walk backwards while bouncing. They are still not used to being human.

CRYING, Wanda literally noped out with a farewell of "We probably won't be seeing you much." That is a woman who is not willing to get dragged out of retirement and back into creature-hunting threats. I'm very curious as to how they end up with Hazel.

Hey, Hazel's indoor rug is even cooler than the one in the hall.

POV, you usually would fly across the hall but you don't have your wings out right now.

She vaporized the door, doors are STILL for chumps!!

AND WE GET CEILING LIGHTS? They thought of everything!

... Enrichment Academy? Interesting...

Okay, I love how the building design, the hills, and Hazel's schoolmates still totally belong in FOP style:

Hey, that's the guy from the story bible preview! He's getting the skateboard noises; that's cute.

And baby, we're SO back!

Cosmo and Wanda think they slick:

Hazel introducing herself to the class as "liking french fries" is a mood.

"I have an older brother! He's my best friend. He's visiting today and it will totally make up for the fact that no one laughed at my rock joke." - Girl, you are dying inside.

(He's not gonna show and that's what'll push C and W into taking her in... isn't it?)

Oh, they have swirls on their ears like the OG style! Nice. Also, I love the thin, stretchy arms and tiny legs... This is nice.

Oh no.

Yeah, this kid looks stable. Please tell me he doesn't have orange hair. Haha, I'm in danger.

HE'S DALE'S KID??? Lemonade Dungeon Boy got himself a partner? Mr. Only Shows Up In One Episode unless he's the pixie godkid implied by Da Rules' page about pixies in the Musical but he's probably not, he's just always been my leading theory and it was in Season 2?

Ohhh, boy; writers did their homework. I support him and what I can only assume are well-adjusted social skills. And yay, that gives us a timeline.

If this kid were an animal, I don't think I'd let him eat out of my hand. He's ready for collateral damage.

Hazel has been so nice to everyone, not even outing Cosmo and Wanda to her dad, and she's already ready to yeet this kid into the trash because he's not good enough to recycle.

omg, we're getting introduced to the background characters? Yesssss...

Okay, I'm cracking up at Dev introducing the ASMR guy (Whisper) as "gives me the creeps, but I respect the hustle." I'm intrigued.

Whisper was my alt name for Whistle, so I'm glad I went with the latter!

I am saving every poster I ever see.

Love how we're getting to tour more of the building. We've got stairs! And mailboxes! ... Also, Cosmo and Wanda were not her bubble charms in disguise, but that's definitely where they're going.

I like how Hazel's parents did immediate damage control when she started reacting and made sure she was expressing a healthy response in front of Antony.

I'm obsessed with Hazel. She reminds me so much of Chloe. "Running away! Not in a bad way like on TV, but in a good way! 'cuz it's me and I know what I'm doing!" They would be friends. I wonder if we'll get to see adult Chloe.

omfg, Cosmo and Wanda saw "Child running away" and they're IMMEDIATELY gunning for this child. Sir/Ma'am, please get your minds retuned for this century. Do not steal the child.

SLDKJFSDF compilation of past episodes where Cosmo has gone to space after he says he wants to go to space. Looks like the "Spaced Out" saga AND - and I am shook -

THAT'S "TERRIBLE TWOSOME," Season 9! When he's reading jokes to Poof so he'll stop blocking the sun!

Sir/ma'am, where is your paperwork to take this child?

I'm glad I got a heads up that the writers confirmed the bus driver isn't actually Timmy; I can see how that would be confusing.

Stopping here so I can do a thing with my parents. Will return later!

[dreaming-about-seireitei]

But what about shoes??

So last night I couldn't sleep because I kept asking myself about what kind of footwear would the Bleach characters wear, adapted to today's fashion. I came up with this hc for some of them and I just needed to post it. (Be aware, I know almost nothing about fashion or fashion brands, so if you feel like that's not right just know I did my best)

Renji

- I honestly think Renji would definitely be the kind of guy who would wear these Nikes, the W Dunk High, obviously in red.

- I also believe he would be secretely proud of them, and would clean them every time before going out of the house (even if they'd get dirty in a fight immediately).

-He would probably have at least one more pair that looks the same, maybe with just a little detail difference, in case these ones get broken in a fight.

- I think he buys them alone so people don't see how happy he gets when he finally has them in the bag

Ichigo

- Our main boy would probably wear these Pumas (that I can't remember the full name of)

- They kinda go with his bankai, but it's mostly just a coincidence

- He actually bought them because he needed a new pair, and it was the first pair that caught his eye

- I feel like fashion would not be his priority, he would prefer longevity over anything else and feeling comfy

Orihime

- I am 100% sure she would own at least two of these colorful Converse that she embroidered or decorated herself

- She is the cute and unique type that would wear these anywhere and with anything (even if they don't match)

-They are comfy, but also cute and that's mostly what counts for her, as she buys them for the main bold colors and decorates them however she feels like on the spot

Toshiro

- In my mind, I see him wearing these Reeboks he would look so good in them and he wouldn't even try oh god

- I feel like when buying them, he'd probably look at the sole of the footwear first to ensure it can hold his fighting as well as his shunpo before anything else

- They match his hair and eyes and add a plus to his otherwise kind of plain outfits (he doesn't see it, but he likes the look anyway)

- I see the brand itself mostly bought by adults who already have kids and are tired and take walks to free their mind; and we know he has the tastes of an elder person already and is tired from scolding Matsumoto all day and just wants something nice, nothing out of the ordinary

Rukia

- My girl would totally wear the combat boots idc

- She will feel her feet more secure with them on and would like the adherence of the boots

- She also bought them because when she tried them on, she felt like people took her a bit more serious because she looks badass in them

- The black, simple style is what she likes in term of fashion because she can wear them with her dresses, as well as with her fighting gear

Matsumoto

- If you think our fashionista will not wear some great platform sandals any time of the day, I regret to inform you, you are wrong.

- She would most definitely go through a pair every week because they're not very resistant, but that's fine because she has plenty of pairs.

- She buys them from specific stores that she likes in the World of the Living, at least two or three pairs at a time

- She mostly gets them in black, because it goes with everything, obviously, but she might also have a white and a brown pair for special occasions (like going shopping)

Uryu

- These President boots (I think that's what they're called) would be all that's in his closet, multiple pairs, leather, suede, in black and brown, but just this type of shoes

- He would not only buy them because of the very good quality, true materials, but also because they look very serious and grown

- He would be careful with them and always have his laces neatly tied

- Would get mad at Ichigo for accidentally stepping on them

This is mostly what I had in mind, let me know if you share the same opinion, if not, what would you change about it? Also, please someone let me know if this is a normal lenght for a post, I feel like it's too long.

Obviously I took all the photos from the internet and don't own any of them.

[localfanbaselurker]

First time watching Voltron: Legendary Defender and documenting my thoughts

This is Season 4

S1-2 | S3 | S5 | S6 | S7 | S8 |

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<this one is going to be shorter, as I have only recently finished this season, and the grief is still fresh (lol), so the thoughts are only just starting to simmer. strap your asses in>

Pre-Season 4 Thoughts

-> Keith joining the blades is going to be a huge plot device, I feel

-> PLEASE for the love of CHRIST let that poor little girl find her brother and father. If they are dead dreamworks better be ready to catch these hands

->I’ve heard people claim this is the “last good season”, but i stay strong 💪 and will watch till the end

->wouldn’t the paladin switch not make sense now? Cus shiro is back as the black paladin and it makes no sense for Lance to be red like it originally had? If anything, he should’ve gone back to blue, and Allura to red, because Allura is very accepting/encouraging of shiro’s role as leader. I guess they didn’t wanna do it all over again. But I digress 🤷‍♀️

->im gonna miss my Pookie (🤍❤️🤍)

Post-S4

->do they do this every two seasons?? Have an epic battle where they have a big preparation and say it’ll 100% end the war but it doesn’t and something crazy happens after they win and it sets up the next season??

->FUCK YEAH PIDGE GOT HER BROTHER BACK IM SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP 💪💪🔥🔥‼️‼️‼️🙏🙏🙏🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

->^genuinely cried so hard during this scene. would’ve cried more if I wasn’t recovering from the initial shock.

->^cried during this one too, but it was happy tears. I could actually just do a whole reaction post to this episode alone. (if you want me to js say so in the rbs/replies)

->the callback to s1! “color-coded of course, because what are we? animals?” AHHH! I’m going insane I love these siblings sooooo much

->okay I’ll stop gushing over them now

->^only valid reaction to meeting Allura. Homegirl is beauty incarnate

->I LIED. im not sorry im never shutting up about them. SHE SHOWS HIM AROUND THE CASTLE AND TELLS HIM EVERYTHING AND EVERY DETAIL AND SHES SO EXCITED CUS SHE JUST GOT HER BRO BACK AND IS JUST RAMBLING ABOUT HER NEW HOME AND ALL THE COOL STUFF SHES BEEN DOING AND HES JUST LISTENING AND IS SUPER EXCITED WITH HER AND ITS SOOOO AMAZING AND ADORABLE AND I COULD DIE

->AND THEN HE TELLS HER HOW THEIR DAD WOULD BE SO PROUD IM DYING IM LITERALLY DEAD STOP.

->AND AND AND THEY WERE ALL WORKING TOGETHER W HUNK TO MAKE THE GALRA TRACKER THING AND THEY WERE BEING SO COOL WITH EACH OTHER AND BEING NERDS TOGETHER AND AND AND AJEUWNDUWJEBEURBDGWUDKAODHD

->okay. ive calmed down. i am normal and can be trusted to simply watch a show.

->^Get his ass, Zarkon. I needed his smug ass to be humbled so bad. Only time I will agree w Zarkon fr.

->i do NOT like Lotor. Can you guys tell already??

->THE SCENE WHERE THEY TRIED TO GET MILKSHAKES AND WERE SHOCKED TO FIND OUT THAT YOU NEED TO MILK A COW STOP.✋ 😭. My high-score on the giggle-meter went up by 300%

->bro I SWEAR shiro looks different. there’s just something about him. the hair gets a pass cus how good of a haircut can you give yourself in space, yk? but that nose scar is definitely a different shade #notmyrodrickshiro

->THE VOLTRON SHOW.

->^Just. That entire episode. It’s getting a whole post actually I need to yap about it.

->^her armor is colored in a way which makes it look both pink and red while making it look like a trick of the light in a way to symbolize that she is acting as keith yet while being a paladin herself and that being unknown in the public eye and showing how they have to cover that up, any suspicion being thrown as a trick of the light. Oh vld animators ily 🫶

->on another note tho why do they always draw lance and shiro to have 30 pounds of ass. what.

->loved when those lesbians decided to take down lotor. Queen shit 💋 we stan 🙇‍♀️🙏

->Lotor is so stupid and pathetic and annoyingly smug and sus and admiral-zhao-y and I hate him but he’s SOOO FREAKING HOT and I can’t hate him completely because he’s so attractive but that just makes me wanna hate him more. He’s a walking red flag but the flag is heart-shaped and honestly idk what to do w that.

->^WHAT. stop. honestly that’s the real reason he was banned from the empire my ass would not want that fucking FREAK within a 30 light year radius of me either

-> while s3 was the klance season, s4 is apparently the allurance season, they have a lot of sweet moments. (granted all started by lance but still, you can almost see allura swooning)

->^pookie. what are you doing… pookie.. no. stop. i don’t like where this is going…

->^POOKIE NO. STOP. ✋ STOP. SAY SIKE RN.

->^oh thank fuck for Lotor.

->^^wait what. why Lotor.

->^^^heartbreaking: worst person you know doesn’t something good for once.

->he definitely wants something out of this. I don’t trust him.

These are thoughts I’ve had compiled for some time now. I will continue to post my thoughts on the tag “laura’s first vld”

I finished this season on 06/30/24. I am on S5E3 as of today (07/06/24)

[huffle-dork]

Swap Across the CrystalVerse Chapter 22: Many Roads Diverge

Read Swapboys | Crystal’s AUs| Many Roads Diverge

Read SITCV | SATCV Masterpost | AO3 Link

Bro falls in the same way he's fallen before. But somehow, it feels... rougher than it did before. Like he's crashing through thin tree branches while flying through a forest. Eventually, he lands. This is the living room of a house. A big, open-space living room, decorated with dark colors and wooden highlights, with a sofa and a couple chairs and a big flatscreen TV. A grand front entrance sits on one wall, with front windows. To the left of this are archways leading into a kitchen and dining room. To the right is a wall full of windows. Outside the windows is a dark landscape... a forest. Across from the front entrance is the wall with the TV. Also on this wall is a staircase leading upwards, as well as two closed doors. 

Bro shakily gets to his feet and looks around in panic. He doesn't care- this isn't a normal jump. He needs to find Alt and Jackie-! 

"Alt!! Jackie?!" He yells out in panic, trying to see if there's any hints of them. He looks around the living room a bit before shaking his head and trying to find a way outside.

The front door is locked, but it unlocks from the inside with the turn of the deadbolt. He unlocks the door, and-- He unlocks the door and-- He unlocks the door and-- Okay, that doesn't make sense. He's definitely unlocked the door, but it still feels locked. 

Footsteps suddenly rush down the staircase behind him. 

"I'm gonna break it down with my fucking fists then!" a voice shouts, and suddenly a man in a red hoodie appears running down the stairs and bolting to the nearest closed door, not even glancing at Bro. 

"Jackie you fucking idiot!" Another man runs down the staircase, with neat brown hair and glasses. "Do you even know how to break a door dow--" Unlike the last guy, he sees Bro, and he stops short. 

"Yeah, he does!" Two more people come running down the stairs, a man with a mustache wearing a white button-up shirt, and a man wearing an elaborate mostly-black outfit with lots of lace and belts. "He's talked about it before--" The goth one is saying, when he also sees Bro and stops short. 

The man with the mustache stares at Bro, eyes wide. You're not supposed to be here, he says in sign language. 

"Chase?" asks the one with glasses. "No... wait, no." 

"Fucking intruder!" The goth one points. 

"Huh?!" The man in the red hoodie turns around. "Wait, holy shit, what?!"

Bro jumps as the red hoodie man runs down the stairs. Then, he meets the goth and man with the glasses's gaze with wide panicked eyes. As the goth one yells he holds up his hands, "W-Wait please I can explain! I... I am Chase but not your Chase! I'm.. I'm from another universe...!"

The four of them all stare at him. Then the one in the hoodie shakes his head. "This isn't the fucking time!" he shouts, shoving his shoulder into the closed doorway. 

"Jackie!" The glasses one shouts. "You're going to hurt yourself!" 

"Chase might get hurt, Schneep!" Jackie retorts. "If we can't find something to break the door, down, I'm gonna fucking do it myself!" 

"Uh--I really think we should deal with the crazy guy claiming to be Chase?" the goth one says, giving Chase a nervous look. "Maybe--maybe he's the guy Chase saw earlier?" 

Jackie runs into the door again, causing it to shudder in its frame.

Bro jumps and then furrows his brow in determination and tries to see if he can help Jackie. "I don't have time to dwell on this either! I need to find my brother and my Jackie!"

“Your Jackie?” The goth one repeats. “And your brother? Not a very good imitation of Chase if you have a brother.” 

"I'm not trying to be a good impression!" Bro shouts back. 

“Marvin, please, this isn’t the time,” Jackie says. He looks back at Bro, stepping aside and allowing him access to the door. 

The door easily crumples under Bro’s super strength—though it feels unusually sturdy. Like there’s metal inside the wood. 

“Whoa!” Marvin jumps. “How fucking strong are you?!” 

Didn’t the door open the other way? the man with the mustache wonders. 

As the door breaks he rolls out his shoulder and massages it some, pulling at his recent stab wound. He winces then looks down at the door. "T-That thing was stupidly tough- why do you guys have metal in your door??"

“Th-this isn’t our door!” Schneep protests. “Th-this cabin belongs to a friend of ours. Though—the question still stands. Why is there metal in the basement door?” 

Bro stares at the basement and then curses, "This wasn't to outside?! Damnit-!" 

Jackie runs through the doorway, staring down the twelve steps to the basement. “Chase?! Chase?! W-we’re coming to get you!” 

“This isn’t the time to wonder about metal doors or which way it opens—though JJ is right, that was weird,” Marvin says. “We have to get Chase! Let’s go!”

Bro’s about ready to run towards the front door again but... he hesitates. Something was clearly wrong here- something that happened to another him. He glances at the front door and then takes a deep shuddering breath and whips around to the others, "...what's happening? What happened to Chase? M...Maybe I can help-"

The friends all glance at each other uneasily. Then, JJ raises his hands. We're not fully sure. 

"H-he said that he saw someone outside the cabin," Jackie says slowly. "But, uh, that's impossible, we're more than an hour away from anything. We thought he was messing with us... but then he started acting weird... he tried to strangle Marvin, then started freaking out and saying he didn't know what was happening, then he started laughing and ran downstairs..." 

Marvin rubs his neck. "Fucking weird." 

"Wh-whatever it is, h-he might hurt himself," Schneep says. "We cannot let that happen."

Bro knits his eyebrows together, "...sounds like he could be possessed by something-" He glances at the stairs and then sighs, "Which... I dunno how much help I can be with that but... I've dealt with this before... but god- Alt would be so much better suited here.."

Marvin blinks, leaning forwards a little. "Possession? You mean--like there's a spirit in him?" 

"This is not the time for jokes!" Schneep snaps. "Chase could be having a serious breakdown!" 

"I-I'm not joking!" Bro yells after Schneep. 

"Whatever!" Jackie runs down the steps. 

Well, guess we're following him! JJ comments, then runs after him. 

When the others start to run Bro has a mental battle with himself. He knows he needs to find Alt and Jackie but!! He's a hero! He can't just leave someone in trouble like this!! Finally he growls to himself and then rushes down the stairs after them.

The stairs end at a hallway lined with doors, two on the left, three on the right. The hallway ends in a big room without any doors. 

Jackie is currently staring into the first door on the right. "He's not in here," he reports. "Check the other doors." 

Marvin reaches for the first door on the left. "Huh. Locked." 

"Chase?" Schneep calls. "Chase?!" No answer.

This is... bizarre. But not much worse than any other universe so far... Bro steps forward and goes to check the first door on the right.

Inside is a room that's almost empty, save for some cardboard boxes and a fuse box on the wall. There's an intercom speaker in one of the corners near the ceiling. 

Schneep is trying the second door on the left. It's also locked. JJ skips the middle door on the right and heads for the last one. But that's also locked. 

"Chase?!" Jackie calls. "Where are you?! We're worried!" He tries the middle door on the right. Also locked.

"Is this the only one open...?" Bro mumbles to himself and walks into the room. He tries to look around and then calls out, "Umm- Chase? You in here?"

Nothing. 

Bro walks back out and frowns in confusion. This is... mega creepy. His instincts are going crazy.

"What the fuck?" Marvin whispers. 

"H-he has to be in that big room at the end, then," Jackie says, pointing. 

"Chase?!" Schneep calls, rushing down the hallway. Marvin and JJ follow him, and then Jackie-- And as soon as all of them are past the middle door, it opens too quietly for them to hear... but not too quietly for Bro.

Bro catches the sound of the middle door opening and whips back around.

Out walks a man with messy hair tucked beneath a snapback cap. The sleeves of his shirt are rolled up... and in one hand, he clutches a handgun. His eyes land on Bro, looking glazed and cloudy--and he raises the gun and fires.

Bro quickly shouts out, "WATCH OUT!" And ducks before going to try to grab the man- who has to be Chase- by the arm holding the gun and pinning him to the wall. "The fuck are you doing?!"

Chase slams up against the wall, hitting his head, but he shows no reaction. He stares at Bro with that same glazed look. 

Jackie's head whips around at the sound of Bro's shout and gunshot. "What the hell?!" he shouts, and rushes over. 

JJ, Schneep, and Marvin follow shortly after. 

"A gun?!" Schneep gasps. "Where did you get that, Chase?!" 

Chase mumbles something. The words run together, hard to make out. Something about... a game? Is he calling for someone?

Bro recognizes that glazed look in his eyes. "...h-he's either being possessed or influenced by something!" Bro tries to get the gun away from his grip.

Chase's fingers twitch weakly, trying to hold onto the weapon, but Bro easily slides it out of his hand. 

"Th-this isn't the time for fucking jokes!" Schneep stammers. "Possession?! Wh-what the--" 

That feels... right, JJ says slowly. What do we do, then? 

"Scuse me." Jackie steps up next to Bro and shakes Chase's shoulders. "Chase? B-bro? Can you hear me?!" 

Chase doesn't respond. He's still muttering something. "'m try'n', I c'n.. can' do it... g've it back..."

"Sorry Bro- I don't think its a good idea for you to have this." Bro says as he tucks the gun into his back pocket. He then leans down to get in his field of vision and waves his hand. "I think you should like... have some reaction to this though- the fact that we have the same face, maybe?"

Chase's eyes seem to land on Bro's face for the first time. He blinks slowly. "...huh?" The lights in the basement hallway flicker. Chase shudders as well. "...you're not supposed to be here..." 

Jackie blinks. "The fuck? Chase?! What does that mean?!" 

No use. Chase has gone back to his blank staring. 

"Was he making fun of my accent?" Marvin mutters. 

"Surely not," Schneep says. 

"Why'd he sound Irish, then? He's American."

Bro stands up straighter as the lights flicker and then narrows his eyes at the ominous warning. " ... yup- definitely something inside him that's not supposed to be. Goddd- I need Alt... he's good with this magic bullshit." He rubs his head like he has a headache.

"There is no magic bullshit!" Schneep protests, his voice cracking a bit. 

"Schneep, please," Marvin says. "Can't you open up your mind a little? Like--what the fuck is happening?!" 

"Not magic! Do not let your witchcraft blind you to the more reasonable explanations!" 

Jackie shakes Chase some more. "Chase! Please! Please!" His voice breaks with desperation. 

"...J-Jackie?" Chase whispers. "Why're... you... here... Where's... Sam..." Then he slumps again. His hand raises up absentmindedly, grabbing onto Bro. It's unclear what he's trying to do, but it's probably supposed to be threatening.

Bro blinks in surprise but then grabs Chase's hand and squeezes it. "Hey, dude. I know you don't know me but... if you're like any other Chase I've met... you're stronger than you know. You can break out of this... please- your friends are worried," He tries to whispers encouragingly. 

Chase's eyes focus on Bro's hand holding his. Then they drift to Bro's face. Marvin, Schneep, and JJ crowd around Bro, their worried expressions fully in view. 

Then, suddenly, something snaps, and Chase gasps. "Wh-what just--what just--Sam?" He looks around. "W-wait, now why would--" And back at Bro. His eyes widen, freaked out. "Who the fuck are you?! What's happening?!" 

Chase, JJ signs. Are you okay? 

"I--I don't--" Chase shakes his head, more confused than anything.

Bro tries to hold onto Chase and raises his hand, trying to shush hum and calm him down. "H-Hey bro! Deep breaths its okay... you just went through something really freaky- and uh... I'm hard to explain but I'mmmm you? From another universe?" He grins nervously.

"Wh-what the hell?" Chase shakes his head more--and then stops, as his eyes land on something behind all the people around him. He gasps. "N-no! L-leave me alone!" 

The others all spin around. "Th-there's nothing there, Chase, d-don't worry," Jackie says.

Bro looks back too and furrows his eyebrows. He then looks back at Chase with worry. "Are you seeing someone, Chase?"

Chase looks at him nervously, then nods. "Th-there's a man. W-wearing black. He's--shut up!" he shouts at that same spot. Then his eyes widen and he tries backing up into the wall. "No! N-no!" 

"Maybe--maybe that's the spirit?" Marvin guesses. "There has to be a way to exorcise them!. I-it's going to be okay, Chase." 

Do you think those books in the other room might help? JJ asks. 

Marvin nods. "Th-they did look like spellbooks... but why would Jack have spellbooks?" 

"Who cares! Go look!" Jackie shouts. 

Marvin nods. "JJ, come with me! Chase, stay here. I-it'll be fine, I promise!" He and JJ run down the hallway.

Bro looks between Chase and the others as they run down the hallway and looks a bit panicked. "u-uh...! It's okay dude... i-it's gonna be okay!" He fumbles for his phone to see if it has any power left- or the ability to call Alt. ...it's weird... all the usual guys were here... shouldn't the others have shown up here too?

The phone still has power, and he's getting pretty good reception. But as he checks that, something happens. A small slit of blackness opens up on the opposite wall of the hallway. A breeze starts pulling at Bro's clothes. 

"...what the fuck is that?" Schneep mutters, staring at it. 

Bro’s eyes widen as he feels the breeze and he cries out in panic. “W-What?! Already??”

"A-already?" Chase stammers. "Wh-what do you mean? You see that too? It--" His eyes roll back a little. "It better just take you. I've worked too hard for this." 

"Chase... what are you talking about?" Jackie whispers. 

Bro looks even more panicked but looks at Chase with dread. “Y-You’re still…!” 

Chase smiles a smile that is not his, and lunges for Jackie all of a sudden.

Bro shouts out as Chase lunges for Jackie and gets in between pushing Chase back and putting his arm out to protect Jackie. “I don’t care how hard you’ve worked for this, fucking demon! As long as I’m here you ain’t touching them!”

Chase--or the thing inside him--laughs. "I don't need them specifically," he says. And suddenly there's a knife in his hand. He lunges forward again-- 

"No!" Schneep's hand shoots out and grabs Chase's arm as he swings the knife. 

"Holy shit!" Marvin gasps as he runs down the hallway towards them. Behind him, JJ follows, holding an old book. 

The rift gets wider, the breeze pulling at Bro a bit stronger.

Bro jolts back and pushes Jackie behind him more. Bro’s eyes glow slightly as he growls at the thing inside Chase. “You don’t want to fight me, dude. Back down.” 

He nervously glances at the rift getting wider- what is he supposed to do about that?! There’s a crazy thing trying to kill these guys!!

Chase's eyes widen slightly, and he laughs. "Alright, fine. Kill this one. I can find another." He tries to punch Schneep with the other hand but Jackie grabs it. 

"Since when are you so strong?!" Jackie gasps. 

"Guys, there's something in here that might help!" Marvin says, pointing at the book JJ's holding. JJ passes it to him. "I-I just have to read it out loud." 

Chase's eyes widen. "What is that?" hisses the thing. "Where did you get that?!" He lunges again, managing to break free of Schneep's grip, but Jackie pulls him back. 

"Stranger Chase, help!" Jackie gasps. 

The lights flicker. Even in the moment of pitch black, the rift is darker.

Bro is caught between two worries- the rift’s pull ever present. But… he can’t ignore a cry for help! 

Bro grits his teeth to determination and tries to pin Chase up against the wall.”Start reading then!” He shouts at Marvin.

Chase shrieks an unnatural shriek and struggles against Bro. The hallway lights go out, so JJ pulls out his phone and shines the flashlight on the pages as Marvin reads something in Irish. 

Chase tries to stab Bro but Jackie grabs his arm and pries the knife free. 

Soon, Chase's struggles become less like actual fighting against Bro and more random spasms, the creature reacting to the incantation.

“I-I think it’s working!” Bro whispers excitedly, loosening up his grip a bit.

Abruptly, everything stops and Chase goes limp. The lights turn back on again--just in time to show the black smoke pouring out of Chase's mouth. Smoke that forms a rough humanoid figure, with green glowing eyes that glare at Bro with malice.

Bro backs up as he stares at the smoke with wide eyes. “H-Holy fucking shit..!” He breathes.

The figure reaches for him... and then dissipates. Chase slumps forward, and Jackie quickly grabs him. "Hey. Hey! Ch-Chase, are you okay?!" he asks. 

Chase groans. "Oww..."

Bro takes a second to breathe and then goes to check Chase over, “Are you hurt?”

"Everything hurts," he groans. "Muscles... all over." 

"M-maybe you were holding him too tight?" Schneep suggests. 

“O-Oh sorry I… I didn’t know-“ Bro says guiltily. 

JJ sighs. I'm just glad you're okay, Chase. 

"It does feel... lighter, somehow," Chase says. 

The rift widens. Its pull is almost irresistible for Bro--though, once again, the people from this world seem less affected.

Bro yelps as he feels the pull of the rift even more. He nervously glances at it as he digs his heels in. He then tries to smile at the others. “I.. I’m glad I could help- I hope that thing will leave you all alone now!”

"Y-yeah." Jackie nods slowly. "Um... thanks." 

"I am not sure what happened here," Henrik mutters. 

"I think it's gone, though," Marvin says. 

"Thanks," Chase breathes. 

JJ looks him straight in the eye. Good luck. 

And then the pull becomes too much. 

Bro tries to smile at them all before he’s pulled into the rift.

---------- 

Jackie's fall is rough. He's not as well traveled through the multiverse as Bro and Alt are, but he knows this isn't normal. When he lands, he lands hard. 

Jackie yells out as he falls and groans loudly, holding himself. “Ow ow ow what the fuck?!!”

This is the living room of a house. A big, open-space living room, decorated with dark colors and wooden highlights, with a sofa and a couple chairs and a big flatscreen TV. A grand front entrance-- 

Someone rushes up to Jackie and tries to punch him in the face.

Jackie yelps and manages to push himself up and back and jumps over some furniture to get away from whoever attacked him. “Um??? Hello??!”

"Whoa whoa whoa hey man!" Another man appears, wrestling his attacker back and giving Jackie time to take them in. 

The attacker is a man with a mustache in a bloodstained white shirt, and the one holding him back is a man wearing a snapback cap and a bloodstained gray shirt. "W-we can't just smack him!" the cap man says. 

The mustache man continues to struggle, looking at Jackie with glaring anger.

Jackie backs up and puts his hands up with a very confused expression. “…I feel like I missed a couple chapters here uh-what’s happening?! Why are we trying to smack me??”

"Ah, um--S-sorry, Jackie, I know you don't--wait a minute." The man in the cap blinks. "What happened to your face? Why's there shit on it?" He gives Jackie a once-over. "Are you... Jackie? Jackie Mann?" 

Of course he is! the man with the mustache signs. 

"N-no, wait, he... looks different... a bit."

“Uhhh yes I am- but um- jeez im not used to them having the same last name as me.” Jackie ruffles his hair awkwardly. “I’m Jackie Mann but probably not the one you know? I’m from another universe-“ He then pulls at his face and grumbles, “I need to find a mirror I can’t believe this stuff is still on- imma kill my kids-“

"I-I... um..." The man with the cap blinks. "W-well... I'm... Chase. This is... JJ..." 

JJ glares at Jackie. 

"I, uh... S-sorry, I'm having difficulty processing this." 

JJ flips Jackie off. 

“Y-Yeah uh… nice to meet ya-“ Jackie starts then blinks in surprise as JJ flips him off. “Woah uh- okay haven’t seen a jj do that yet I think-“ 

"Jays!" Chase smacks his hand. "Look--this guy is wearing different clothes than Jackie--Jackie wouldn't even own that shirt, he has enough stupid pan pun shirts as it is! H-he's different! Whatever's going on, he's different! He doesn't kn-know anything!" 

JJ glares for a moment more... then slumps in Chase's arms, anger replaced by sadness. Sorry, he signs. I'm not even really mad at the Jackie we know.

Jackie takes the other two in and then it dawns on him that the red on their shirts aren’t some pattern they’re- “wait h-holy shit are you guys bleeding?!”

Chase winces. "N-no... i-it's not our blood, it's... O-our friend was..." Tears well in his eyes. "W-we need to get out of here. We--I-I don't know how you ended up in here, but we need to get out of here." 

JJ heads over to the room's front entrance and tries opening the door. It doesn't open. He tries shaking the doorknob, pushing the door at the same time, but it doesn't open. He leans his forehead against the wooden door.

Jackie’s eyes widen, “o…oh…” he breathes, looking freaked out and worried for them. “What.. what ha..happened?”

Chase shakes his head. "I-I don't know. Jackie--our Jackie--said that he saw a ghost, a-and things just... spiraled from there... our two other friends are... gone..." Chase trails off, a haunted look in his eyes. 

JJ looks back at Jackieboy. That ghost must have done it. He's using our Jackie. 

Jackieboy’s stomach drops. “H-Holy shit I.. I’m so so sorry…” He looks around the cabin and then tries to see if he can get through any of the windows. “L-Let’s try to get you guys out of here then! Have- have you called the police?”

"Tried," Chase says shortly. "But the call wouldn't go through. Not because of lack of reception, it just... wouldn't go through. I got some freaky whispers, and nothing else." 

The windows here don't seem to open. 

I swear they had locks, JJ says. I swear you could open them. 

"We gotta break them, then," Chase says decisively. 

And that's when they hear the footsteps.

Jackie stiffens as he hears the footsteps and then looks around for something heavy. “Breaking them it is!” He shouts with a bit of panic.

There's not a lot of loose items around that look heavy enough to break glass but light enough to throw. There are some video game consoles attached to the TV, a lamp on a side table, an old-looking clock on that same table. 

Chase picks up the lamp, forgets to unplug it, and trips over the power cord. "AH SHIT--!" 

The footsteps are coming from behind a closed door. The doorknob rattles. "...guys?" A voice calls. "G-guys, the--the door is locked." 

That voice... it sounds so much like Jackie's own.

Jackieboy swallows shakily as he hears his voice behind the door. He hurries and fumbles to grab the clock and then tried to chuck it at the window.

The clock bounces back with a loud THUD. He must not have used enough force. That must be it, right? 

“What the—guys?!” The doorknob rattles some more. “Are you okay?!” 

Chase hesitates. “Maybe we should listen to him…” 

Are you crazy?! JJ signs violently. After all that?!

“If he killed your friends then we should not listen to him!” Jackie hisses as he picks up the clock to try again- this time harder.

“I mean—there has to be something more going on—” Chase says. 

“Dude if a fucker kills your friends don’t trust them!!” Jackieboy says. 

CRASH! The clock goes through the window, shattering it. 

“Guys?!” The voice behind the door shouts in distress. The handle rattles some more—and suddenly the door opens, and out falls a man in a bloody red hoodie with a very familiar face. He looks at Jackieboy, confused. “What the…” Then he notices Chase staring at him and JJ clearing the more dangerous-looking glass shards from the window frame. “Wait! Guys! Don’t leave without me!” He scrambles to his feet and rushes over.

Jackieboy freezes as he sees the other Jackie and then grabs Chase and pushes him towards the window. “Go!” He then grabs the lamp Chase tried to grab earlier, rips it out to unplug it then points it out towards the other Jackie to keep him back. “N-Not another step closer, bitch!”

The other Jackie skids to a halt. “Wh-who the fuck are you?!” He shouts. “Guys?! Chase, JJ?! Th-that’s not me!” 

“W-we know,” Chase stammers. JJ is already climbing through the window. 

“Then what the fuck are you doing?! I can’t walk all the way back to the city in the dark!” 

“Jackie, I-I’m sorry, but I just don’t think we can trust you,” Chase says, backing up. “Just—just stay here for the night. We’ll be back.” 

“I’m not staying here with the ghost that killed Schneep and Marvin!” Jackie shouts, panicking. 

JJ, outside, looks back through the window. That wasn’t a ghost, he says. 

“What?! G-guys, I—I d-don’t know what’s going on.” Jackie shakes his head, clearly distressed.

Jackieboy slowly lowers the lamp, looking conflicted. “Hey dude I… I’m sorry but… i-I don’t know much about this stuff but… maybe that ghost like.. took you over?” He shakes his head, “Which means you’re dangerous I… I’m sorry-“ he looks back towards Chase and points, “Go! I… I can try to hold him off… I… I think-“

“Took me over…?” Jackie repeats. “But… when would… I mean, maybe that wire… I did wake up somewhere else…” 

As Jackie muses, Chase climbs through the window, giving him one last apologetic look before running off. 

Jackie makes no move to attack. He looks troubled. “But—that would mean I—I was the one to—” He looks a bit sick. “B-but I’d never! I—Th-they’re my friends—were my friends, I wouldn’t—” 

“I’m sorry…” Jackieboy says sincerely, “I know you probably didn’t want to.., I’m so so sorry.” 

Jackie finally focuses on Jackieboy again. “Wh-who are you…? How did you get here?” He whispers. 

Jackieboy sets down the lamp once he’s sure he’s not in danger. “I’m you from another world- and … I’m not sure? There were these rips and-“

Suddenly, loud sounds come from an archway—it must lead into the kitchen because it sounds like lots of cabinet doors opening and slamming closed. The lights flicker and go out, but the TV turns on, revealing just static as the furniture in the living room starts to grind against the floor and move towards the two Jackies. And right in front of the front door, a small black rip appears out of nowhere.

Jackieboy squeals in fright as all the lights go out and all the furniture starts to move- and noticing the black rip. “Okay now what the fuck is going on?! Ghost if you’re there- q-quit it!”

The static from the TV increases in volume. Jackie covers his ears. And outside, the clock that Jackieboy had thrown through the window suddenly comes flying back, aiming directly for the Jackie from this world. 

Jackieboy winces and then sees the clock flying towards Jackie and yells out and grabs the lamp again to knock it back like a baseball pitch. “T-The fuck?!” 

Jackie stumbles backwards in shock. He laugh a little. “Th-that was cool, what you just did, but—A-anyway, th-this must be the—” 

Jackieboy laughs in that nervous freaked out way, his hands shaking. “T-Thanks I wasn’t even thinking just-“ 

The lamp’s power cord suddenly writhes, lashing out at both of the Jackies like a whip.

Jackieboy yells out as the power cord writhes and throws the lamp as far as he can away and backs up towards the door. “T-This is too weird for me!! C-Chase?! Alt?! Are you around here?!?” He shouts towards the empty house.

Jackie ducks the power cord. “Who are you talking to?! Chase just left!” 

“Not that Chase- my Chase! Bro Fantastic!” Jackieboy yells back. 

There’s no answer. But the rift does get a bit bigger, its pull on Jackieboy increasing. 

“Fuck it!” Jackie shouts. “E-even if Chase and JJ left, it’s gotta be better outside than in here!” He grabs the window ledge and starts to pull himself out, but the power cord wraps around his ankle and pulls him back. “What the fuck?!”

Jackieboy backs up more- more towards the door than the window before he feels the rift’s pull and he tries to go back towards the window. “What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck? What do I do?!”

“Help!” Jackie kicks at the power cord.

Jackieboy shocks out of his freak out and notices the power cord around his other self. “S-Shit!” He digs around in his pocket and finds Alt’s pocket knife again. He thanks his lucky stars he still has it then rushes towards the power cord and tries to cut through it-

It takes a while, during which the power cord keeps trying to wrap around Jackieboy’s hand. Thank god the cord is unplugged or he would’ve been shocked a million times. 

Jackieboy sweats and grits his teeth as he works through the cord. 

Eventually, the cord is cut, and Jackie tumbles out the broken window and onto the ground outside. He pops up again, staring at Jackieboy with wide eyes. “H-hey! Get out of there!” 

But the pull of the rift has grown inescapable while Jackieboy worked on cutting through the cord.

Once Jackie is free Jackieboy laughs and stumbles to his feet, only to yell out as he’s pulled towards the rift. He looks at his other self with wide eyes and looks scared. “I-I’m sorry!” He yells before the rift sucks him in.

Jackie stares with wide eyes. He tries to reach out, but he’s not fast enough. 

The other him is gone. 

————— 

Magnificent falls through a rough, rippling darkness, until he finally lands somewhere else. This is the living room of a house. A big, open-space living room, decorated with dark colors and wooden highlights, with a sofa and a couple chairs and a big flatscreen TV. A grand front entrance sits on one wall, with front windows. To the left of this are archways leading into a kitchen and dining room. To the right is a wall full of windows. Outside the windows is an evening landscape... a forest. 

“What the fuck?!” A man in a red hoodie suddenly jumps to his feet. On the sofa, two other men—one in a cap, one with a mustache—turn around. “Am I crazy, or did that guy just pop out of nowhere?!” 

Magnificent groans as he lands on the ground, his vision dizzying and unable to focus. He sees the red hoodie bright in his vision and through his weakened state- he tries to reach out. “J…Jackie…”

“Y-yeah?” Jackie stammers. “Who are you?!” 

“Holy shit he’s bleeding!” The man in the cap gasps. “Schneep!” 

A man in glasses rushes out of the archway leading to the kitchen. He gasps. “Marvin?! Wait, no, wh-what the hell?!” 

He’s not supposed to be here, the man with the mustache says. 

“Well he’s bleeding, we gotta do something!” the man in the cap says. “There has to be a first aid kit somewhere in here!” 

Magnificent growls a bit at all the noise and the rushing around. He dazedly sees if there’s any magic or power here but… it’s so hard to concentrate. That fucker Anti drained him of almost everything he had. It’s a miracle he’s still alive… but maybe he did that just to torture him.

As the others rush around and wonder about what the hell is going on, Magnificent reaches out, and feels some source of power… below the ground? A basement of some kind? There also seems to be faint energy all over, but it’s hard to reach, and not enough to do much of anything for him anyway. 

“Don’t move him,” Schneep is saying. “You shouldn’t move someone who’s been injured this much unless necessary. JJ, if you really want to go check on Marvin, go ahead.” 

“No, wait, I’ll go with you, Jays,” Chase says. 

“Hey.” Jackie crouches down in front of Magnificent. “Who are you? How’d you get out here?”

Magnificent feels the power beneath him and he feels that deep aching hunger overwhelm him so much it hurts. He doesn’t have a lot magic left- can he even teleport down there? He’s snapped out of his thoughts by Jackie crouching down in front of him. He narrows his eyes and bares his fangs a bit and croaks out, “M-Magnificent… I… don’t know… big hole- a..a rift-“

"...huh?" Jackie blinks, confused. He backs up, wary. "Wh-why do you have fucking fangs?" 

“Cuz I like em-“ Mag growls dazedly. 

"Don't be judgmental, Jackie," Schneep mutters. "Some people like changing their appearance." 

"Schneep, this guy literally popped in here out of nowhere, isn't that weird?" 

"Yes... but I am a doctor and this man is hurt, I should not let my opinions get in the way. Hand me the bag." 

Jackie still looks unsure, but he passes Schneep a red bad--the group must've found a first aid kit while Mag was spacing out. Schneep opens it up and starts rummaging inside. 

"I'll... go get those wet cloths you mentioned earlier," Jackie mutters, going into the kitchen.

Magnificent studies Schneep through his dizzying vision as he feels that pull of power tugging in his gut. Impossible to ignore. But- he also can’t let himself bleed out- which he unfortunately can still do. So he stays still and lets the doctor do what he must.

"What the fuck caused these wounds?" Schneep mutters. "They are so deep but so narrow..." 

“Razor sharp playing cards made of metal…” Magnificent grunts. 

"What? Were you fighting Gambit from X-Men?" Jackie raises an eyebrow as he returns.

"Jackie, please, I must focus," Schneep says.

Schneep starts to cleans Mag's wounds. They're too narrow to pack, and there's nothing to suture them with in the first aid kit, so Schneep settles for wrapping them very tightly. 

"We need to call an ambulance," he says. "Jackie?" 

"On it." Jackie reaches into his hoodie pocket and pulls out his phone. 

Footsteps approach from the basement staircase. That magical signature is getting closer... and, actually, it feels like there are two. A lighter, smaller current underneath a heavy weight of something dark.

Mag bites back any noise of pain that threatens to come from his lips as Schneep works on him. Then, he feels the signature coming closer and struggles to pull himself up, eagerly looking towards the door.

Chase and JJ come up from the basement. With them is a man wearing a black outfit with lots of lace and belts. His face is very familiar to Magnificent--and vice versa. 

"Wh-what the fuck?" Marvin gasps. "That's--that's me?" 

"No, he's not you," Chase says. "I mean--the eyes and the scars--" 

"Look under that, he fucking looks like me!" Marvin insists.

Magnificent grins, that mad light of his coming back to his eyes. “Of course it’s coming from you…!” He giggles breathlessly. In a last ditch effort he teleports over to Marvin and tries to grab him.

Marvin yelps as Mag suddenly appears in front of him and smacks his hands away with a book he's holding. "What the fuck? What the fuck?!" 

"Hey!" Chase lunges for Mag, trying to grab him. "What the hell are you doing?!" 

"Did he just--what?!" Schneep gasps.

Magnificent snarls and is more focused on trying to grab Marvin as he dives for him again. “Give me… your magic!” he screeches- but he’s pulled away by Chase and he screams in anger and desperately tries to get out by biting Chase’s arm.

"Magic?!" Chase says, confused. 

"Hey!" Jackie lunges across the room and pulls Mag back before he bites Chase. "What the fuck?!" 

Witchcraft? JJ signs, glancing back at Marvin. 

"I--y-yeah, I assume that's what he means," Marvin stammers. "He just--how did he--" He shakes his head... and Mag feels something shift, the dark power growing a bit stronger over the lighter current. "I don't know what's going on, but he's clearly dangerous. We have to lock him up somewhere!"

Magnificent snarls in feral rage as he’s pulled away more. He looks to Marvin, looking desperate. “I-I just need a taste of your magic- I can give you anything else in return!” He begs.

"What the hell is wrong with this guy?!" Jackie gasps. 

Marvin's expression softens slightly. "Wait... hold on, I... I think he's just scared." 

Marvin, you can't be taking this seriously, JJ says. He just tried to attack you! 

"Maybe we're just misunderstanding this." Marvin steps closer, leaning in close to Magnificent... and his blue eyes darken to black. He whispers in a voice too quiet for the others to hear, "Help me kill these four and I will give you what you need."

Magnificent stills and then grins, wide and manic. He whispers back, “I need only a taste and I can do that with ease…”

Marvin--or... whatever this is--nods slightly. "It's a deal." 

A breeze flickers through the room. He leans back, eyes returning to normal. "Yeah, I think this is just a big mistake," Marvin says... casually holding his hand out to Magnificent. "It'll be fine."

Magnificent quickly takes Marvin’s hand and smiles. “Yes. It will be.” 

Once they make contact- Mag tries to take as much power as the other will allow. 

The magic that flows into him is dark, similar to his own black magic, converting quickly to power he can use and giving him a jolt of energy. 

"I don't trust this," Jackie mutters. "Marvin, are you sure?" 

"I'm not gonna let go of him," Chase says. "Not until he explains what the hell is going on!" 

JJ's eyes narrow as he looks at Marvin and Mag's clasped hands. Then they widen. Chase, Jackie, get away!

Magnificent grins wide, his eyes glowing with power. He teleports out of Chase’s grip then tries to slash his claws across his throat.

Chase screams and stumbles back, bleeding slashes across his neck. 

"Chase!" Schneep gasps, rushing over and catching him as he falls. "H-hold on!" 

"What the fuck?!" Jackie goes pale. He lunges for Magnificent, pulling back a fist to punch him. 

JJ runs around Mag and Marvin to the first aid kit on the floor. 

Marvin just... stands there. It could be excused as shock... but Mag knows better.

Magnificent laughs crazily as he sees Chase fall- then his head snaps to the side as Jackie easily punches him in the face. He falls to the ground then snarls, eyes snapping towards Jackie. He grins and wipes at his face before teleporting and trying to tackle Jackie to the ground, hands reaching for his throat.

Jackie jumps backwards, stumbling, barely avoiding Mag's attack. "I knew it! I fucking knew something was wrong with you!" he shouts. He looks around, and grabs a lamp from a table, swinging it for Magnificent. And while he does that, a slight black rip opens up in the middle of the living room. 

Marvin looks towards it, confused. "That's... not supposed to be there," he--or the thing inside him--whispers under his breath.

Magnificent yells out as the lamp hits him and he staggers back. He growls darkly and whips out his hand, sending green fire towards Jackie and the floor. He’ll burn down the whole house if he has to! 

He stills as he sees the rip open in the middle and he gasps, staggering back. “The rift-!”

Jackie glances towards the rift, momentarily distracted. JJ does as well, but Schneep is too focused on trying to stem Chase's bleeding to do so. 

"Wh-what is that?" Jackie stammers. 

Whatever it is, it gets slightly bigger, pulling at Magnificent, a breeze tugging on his clothes.

“No! I’m not done yet!” Magnificent snarls at the rift- then dives for the nearest person, aiming to impale Jackie with his claws.

Jackie screams, pushed to the ground and suddenly bleeding from his stomach. 

"Jackie!" Schneep shrieks, staring at him in shock. 

JJ stands up and rushes over, starting to kick Mag off Jackie.

Magnificent gets kicked off and he growls and tries to grab JJ’s leg and sends fire up his leg.

JJ lets out a hoarse shriek and scrambles backwards, flailing on the ground to put the flames out. The rift is slowly pulling Magnificent across the ground. 

"I think your time here is coming to an end," Marvin mutters.

Magnificent cries out and tries to dig his claws into the ground to stop himself. “I thought you wanted my help!” He snarls at Marvin, “so- help me!”

"H-huh?" Schneep looks up. "M... Marvin?" 

Marvin looks towards him, eyes turning black again, and grins. "Who?" 

Schneep goes pale. Jackie starts to cry out but stops, wincing in pain. JJ tries to get to his feet but collapses from the damage done to his leg. 

"I'll try, but I don't think there's much I can do." 'Marvin' walks over to Mag and grabs him by the wrist, pulling... but the rift is stronger.

Magnificent desperately reaches out towards Marvin and as soon as they touch, mag digs his claws in and tries to grab more power, even as the rift pulls him. “Then I’ll have to take what I can get!” He laughs madly.

Marvin's eyes widen--and the black in them flickers as Mag drains dark power from the creature inside him. Marvin lets go in instinctive shock, and Magnificent gets pulled into the rift.

 ----------- 

Alt tumbles through the darkness, landing roughly in another place. This is the living room of a house. A big, open-space living room, decorated with dark colors and wooden highlights, with a sofa and a couple chairs and a big flatscreen TV. A grand front entrance sits on one wall, with front windows. To the left of this are archways leading into a kitchen and dining room. To the right is a wall full of windows. Outside the windows is an evening landscape... a forest. Across from the front entrance is the wall with the TV. Also on this wall is a staircase leading upwards, as well as two closed doors.

Alt oofs quietly as he falls and shakes out his head and then quickly glitches to his feet in panic. “C-Chase?! Jackie??” He calls out, trying to look for any sign of them.

There's no sign of his friends, or even Magnificent. 

But then, outside, he hears the rush of running footsteps. Someone pulls open the front door and four people pile in. A man wearing black and a man with a mustache are supporting a man in a blue T-shirt between them, his head lolling. With them is a man in a cap, bleeding from a spot on his shoulder, his hands also covered in blood. They all stop in unison when they see Alt. 

"Um--what the fuck?!" the man in the cap gasps. "H-how did he get back here before we did?!" 

"N-no, it's a different guy, I think," the man in black says. "Hey! We've called the police! You can't--can't f-fucking do anything!" His anger is thinly hiding his fear. 

Alt glitches back in fear as the others burst in. He’s holds up his hands, looking just as scared as they do. “I-Im sorry I.. I don’t know why I’m h-here or how I got here I… I just- I need to-“ oh god he’s having a panic attack.

"Oh, I, um--s-s-sorry?" The man in the cap stammers. "C-calm down. I mean--don't calm down too much, because th-this--" 

"Can you come upstairs with us?" the man in black says. "I-it'll be safer up there, I think. JJ, grab the medkit, I got Jackie." 

The man with the mustache nods--obviously JJ--and rushes to the living room coffee table, where he gathers up supplies and puts them in a red bag there. He also grabs a red hoodie lying nearby. 

"I-it's gonna be okay," the man in the cap says to Alt, giving him a pained smile--pained because he's obviously bleeding. "We called the police. We just have to find somewhere safe. T-take deep breaths, stranger. Wh-what's your name?"

Alt shakily nods to the man in black and then really takes in the fact that they’re injured. “O-Oh shit uh o-okay… I… I’m Alt.” He glances up at the stairs and then starts towards them, “w-what’s happening? You- you guys are h-hurt-“

"N-nice to meet you, Alt," the man in the cap says, trying to sound calm. "I'm Chase, this is Marvin, Jackie, and JJ. W-we're hurt because--" 

"Because some crazy guy broke into the cabin and is trying to kill us!" Marvin blurts out. 

“W-What?!” Alt breathes in disbelief.

"That's not going to help him!" Chase says, head snapping over to Marvin. 

"Well this is an urgent situation!" Marvin snaps back. "W-we have to get upstairs! Jackie needs to lay down!"

Alt then looks around and starts grabbing who he can and making sure they’re all linked up, “l-listen this is probably weird but I have magic! I can get us upstairs somewhere safe if you guys just picture it!” 

"Wh-what?" Chase blinks. "O-okay, um--" 

Alt then closes his eyes and tries to glitch all of them upstairs.

And then they glitch, appearing in a bedroom with a bed in the middle, decorated much in the style of the living room downstairs but. There's a suitcase at the foot of the bed. 

"What?!" Marvin gasps. "This is the room I called!" He looks over at Alt, surprised--and a bit excited. "You really do have magic!" 

Alt feels himself sway for a second but he’s able to stay upright and he shakes his head to refocus. He smiles tightly at Marvin and gives a nervous laugh, “y-yeah I’m a magician…”

Put Jackie on the bed, JJ says. 

"Y-yeah, of course." 

"Put him on his side, that's supposed to be good for this sort of thing," Chase says. 

Marvin lays Jackie down on the bed, putting him on his side. Alt can see blood staining the back of his shirt. 

JJ puts the red hoodie on the bed next to Jackie, and he reaches out and grabs it. Then JJ sets the medical kit down on the desk in the room and hurries over to close the door.

Alt walks slowly over to Jackie and frowns as he sees the wound. He hovers a hand over it. “I… I might be able to heal him and.. and maybe Chase too-“

"Heal him? With magic?" Marvin's eyes light up. "I mean--" 

"A-are you sure?" Chase asks nervously. "I'd be okay with you t-trying on me, but... Jackie's hurt pretty bad." 

JJ stares at Alt curiously. I don't think you're supposed to be here... but since you are anyway, I think it'd be very helpful. 

"And since Jackie's hurt worse, shouldn't he be healed first?" Marvin argues. 

"Y-yeah, but... if something goes wrong..." Chase trails off. "W-well... if you guys want him to try, he can try. But I think we need to unpack the wound first. Don't want him to heal with that in him." 

"I can do that," Marvin says, rolling up Jackie's shirt to show the bandages underneath, which he starts undoing. 

“Y-Yeah good idea…” Alt looks through his bag and finds his still charged iPad. Hesitates then starts to drain the energy from it to make sure he’s fueled up enough. He has to be careful with healing… if this wound was so bad he could really drain himself too much.

"There's blood getting all over the blankets," Marvin mutters as he undos everything they just did. "Hope Jack doesn't mind." 

Chase laughs. "I think Jack would be more concerned that one of his friends died!" 

Marvin flinches. "Don't remind me." He looks over at Alt. "Alright. Go ahead and try."

Alt nods and goes over to Jackie’s back and hovers a hand over the wound. He traces a healing rune in the air above the wound and mutters something in Gaelic. His hovering hand glows blue and his eyes glow and he lightly presses the light against Jackie’s back. He presses more magic into it and soon enough- the magic starts to stitch together the ripped muscles and skin- closing up the wound and leaving only a faint scar behind. It’s not perfect- but it looks like how the wound would look after weeks of healing. He steps away and the glowing stops and he leans back, breathing heavily. “T-There…”

Jackie's eyes flutter. "Wh.. wha...?" 

"Jackie!" Chase gasps, rushing forward. He starts to hug him but then thinks better of it and stops. "Y-you're okay!" 

"I... what... happened?" he mutters. 

"You really are magic!" Marvin grins at Alt. "That's so--!" 

Alt smiles and laughs a little. “Yup- h-here Chase I think I can-“ 

Suddenly, JJ makes a shushing noise. His face has gone pale. And in the silence that follows... heavy footsteps can be heard in the hallway, stopping right outside the closed door.

Alt freezes as JJ shushes them and goes still- staring at the door with wide eyes.

The door handle rattles. And when it doesn't turn, something scrapes against the wood... and then SLAMS against it. 

JJ jumps. What do we do?! he asks.

Alt hesitates then glitches forward and puts a hand out. He signs to the others, Get behind me or hide! Then he glares at the door, ready to blast whoever bursts through.

The door shakes in its hinges. Marvin, JJ, and Chase all crowd behind Alt. 

JJ grabs the medical kit and hurriedly starts wrapping up the wounds on Chase's hands. 

SLAMSLAMSLAMSLAMSLAM-- The door bursts open and a man runs in, weilding a knife and wearing a surgical mask. He seems to hesitate for a moment seeing Alt, confused.

Even though he hesitates- Alt doesn't. He immediately shoots out some lightning at him, yelling out, "BACK OFF!"

The bolt hits the man dead in the chest, shooting him back out the open door. He falls to the floor, jittering slightly. 

And then Chase gasps. "Wait! SCHNEEP?!" 

Marvin pushes past Alt and rushes forward, grabbing the man. He pulls the surgical mask away from his face, revealing his face. "Schneep!" he gasps.

Alt's eyes widen and he lowers his arm, "W-What?! I.. J-Jesus I'm so sorry-!"

Marvin drags Schneep into the room. "Schneep, h-how are you alive?!" he gasps. "We--we saw you--th-there was so much blood--how?!" 

Schneep is still shivering slightly. He looks at Alt. "What... did you do...?" he croaks out. "H-he has gone silent..." 

"Schneep, a-are you okay?" Chase asks. 

JJ kneels next to him, checking him over. 

Jackie sits up. "Guys... Schneep... h-he was the one who..." he mumbles, trailing off.

Alt looks at Schneep confused- then back at Jackie, the gears turning in his head. "I... w-what's happening? You guys thought Schneep was dead and then... Jackie- are you saying Schneep attacked you?!"

Jackie nods slowly. 

Schneep wouldn't do that! JJ protests. He looks at Schneep. But... 

Schneep clutches his head, still shuddering. "Th-there is--s-s-someone--" he gasps out. "I-I cannot--but he is--he is quieter n-now--" 

"Is this... more of your brain stuff?" Chase asks gently. 

Marvin looks at Alt. "Or is it... maybe something more?"

Alt looks at Schneep and his mannerisms and feels his stomach drops. "I... I think he might be... p-possessed or... or maybe mind controlled?"

"Possessed?" Chase repeats. He frowns. "I-I wouldn't believe you if I didn't just see you heal Jackie like that." 

"Y-you have to take this chance," Schneep gasps. "You must--must run, I--b-before he becomes strong again--Downstairs, m-maybe there is something downstairs--" 

"In the basement?" Marvin asks. 

"I... I can go check for you all-" Alt says, "I'm pretty fast...?"

"I--yeah, sure, I guess?" Chase stammers. 

"What about Schneep?" Marvin asks. 

"You must run!" Schneep repeats. He gasps and doubles over, trembling. "H-he is awake-ing!" 

We'll get out of the room, at least, JJ says. 

Chase nods. He grabs Jackie, helping pull him up. "Sorry, Schneep." 

"Go!" Schneep shouts.

Alt stiffens and then uses his magic to put a shield around Schneep. "Y-You heard him! run! I'll try to hold him!"

The group nods, and rushes out of the room. 

"Basement, basement, basement," Marvin repeats under his breath as they disappear down the hall. 

Schneep shudders, pulling at his hair. "I-I do not know who you are, but--but thank you," he whispers.

Alt looks at Schneep sympathetically and kneels down by the shield, "...I'm a friend. My name is Alt and... I.. I know what it's like to go through something like this... you don't have to face it alone, okay?"

Schneep looks up at him and nods. "Alt... th-thank you. Thank you." He looks down again, hugging himself and rocking back and forth. And behind him, a small black rip opens up in the bedroom.

Alt looks at Schneep with worry and shakes it head. "It's no problem... I'm sure we can find a way to fix this, okay?" He flinches as he feels the slight breeze and looks back towards the rip and stumbles back. "W-What??" 

Schneep doesn't answer. He continues to shake, his whole body trembling--until he suddenly stops. His head snaps up, a sudden look of anger on his face, and he throws himself at the shield.

Alt yelps and scoots away from the shield to look at schneep with wide eyes, "S-Schneep?!"

"You little bitch!" Schneep shouts--but it's clearly not him. His voice is different; the accent has changed. His fists pound against the shield. "Where did you come from?! You're ruining everything! It's all going to damn hell because of you and this stupid fucking psycho and his terrible fit!"

Alt cringes away from the shouting and then glares at not-Schneep. "Good! I'm glad I'm ruining everything! You shouldn't be possessing Schneep anyways!"

A cruel, dark laugh comes from Schneep's mouth. "I didn't choose him! He was just the first! I bet any of the others would've been a good fit!" He throws Schneep's body at the shield again, bouncing back, then grins at Alt. "Even you would have been good." 

The rip in the world behind Schneep grows bigger...and Alt starts to feel its pull.

The shield is starting to crack- and Alt tries to scramble away with wide terrified eyes- then feels the rip pulling him closer. He panics trying to stop the pull with his feet. "N-No! No!"

The thing possessing Schneep bares his teeth at him in a sadistic smile. Then... he notices the way Alt's clothes are moving, and looks confused. He looks behind himself and sees the rift. "What?" he breathes, momentarily distracted by his confusion. Then his head snaps back to Alt, angrily. "What have you done?!"

"I-I didn't do this!" Alt argues, "S-Some fucker broke our device and i-is making rifts in other universes-!" He tries to dig his nails into the floor to stop the pull. "I-I don't know what's going on..!"

The thing laughs. "Well, looks like you won't be t-trouble for m-me much longer." 

Schneep's arms twitch. His expression breaks into wide-eyed fear. "A-A-Alt?" 

Footsteps come from down the hallway. "Schneep?!" Jackie's voice shouts. "A-are you still here?!"

Alt looks back at Schneep and then hesitates before he drops the shield. He breathes out, "H-Hey... y-you're gonna be okay, okay? I'm s-sure the others found something to help you and ... t-this can be over soon!"

"O-o-okay," Schneep breathes. "I-I will... h-hold on for them." 

Alt smiles and nods, "G-Good..."

"Schneep!" Marvin bursts into the room, holding an old-looking book with a cracked leather cover. On it, Alt can see the faint image of an eye surrounded by Celtic-knot type designs. 

"What the fuck?!" Marvin skids to a halt. Chase, JJ, and Jackie appear behind him. 

The pull of the rift is almost irresistible.

Alt looks at the others and he looks scared but he tries to smile for them too. "H-Hey you found something huh? G-Good... you all can save Schneep then...!" He clambers to try to resist the pull but he knows he can't fight it for much longer. He looks at the others and swallows shakily. "D-Don't let him feel alone... okay?"

Marvin hesitates, then nods. "O-okay. We won't. Never!" He opens up the book. 

"We'll take care of this," Chase says. 

JJ looks directly at Alt. Good luck. 

And then the pull becomes too much. 

Alt smiles and nods to them before the rift pulls him completely through.

[kijoou]

Warning cringe ass story

I will understand if you judge me 😞 BUT I HAVE CHANGED

it… contains… slurs… just be aware… of this menace writer…

Story

Allergies

Fernue: -watching boats slowly sinking in the ocean-

Sernue: Hey, Fernue! I’m positive that you’re not allergic of anything!

Fernue: yeah...

Sernue: because we’ve been eating like every food in the world from 4 days ago! Still have some leftovers though!

Fernue: -pause the video- YES. I KNOW. You fucking retard...

Sernue: Hey, no need to insult me but 

-hands petsi- you haven’t drink any fizzy drinks just ice teas....

Fernue: I’ll drink them later thank you very much. I’m sure the ice teas are not finished.

Sernue: That’s true...

Fernue: anyways I would like that food coloring shit out of my face.

Sernue: oh sorry -puts back the petsi and brings out 8up- this fizzy drink has no food coloring! I can prove it if you want.

Fernue: ...Okay...-takes the 8up- so I’m supposed to drink it? Or rather taste it?

Sernue: Yeah, Yeah!

Fernue: Eh...what worse can it go? -drinks it then throws the soda away-

Sernue: Oh...you don’t like it?...

Fernue: -starts scratching her skin a lot and scratching her tongue with her teeth- N-NO!! WHAT HAS IT DONE TO ME?!

Sernue: Oh um...

Fernue: -biting her skin a lot- WHY DOES IT HURT? G-G-GEeer...

Sernue (mind): this looks like an allergy reaction. Shit I can just watch at her dying. Sernue do something!

Sernue: I-I’ll be right back with the doctor okay? Stay he-

Fernue: DOES IT LOOK LIKE IM GOING ANYWHERE, DUMBASS? 

Sernue: sorry -runs to the telephone and call the ambulance-

Phone: Sorry the service is not available here please go to the place where it has good service -beeeeeeeeeeep-

Sernue: Fuck fuck fuck.

Fernue: -falls and she starts shaking with bubbles in her mouth-

Sernue: -runs to the fucking roof- Service?? Please? -calls the ambulance- 

Service!!! :D

Sernue: HELLO MY TWIN IS FUCKING DYING!

Ambulance: We’ll be here in no time!

Weeee-Hoooo Weeee-Hoooo

the doctor breaks the door down and takes Fernue into the ambulance car

Sernue: how am I going to explain this to my parents...-gulp-

Fernue: -still shaking with bubbles on her mouth- brggggh...

Osteli: -skipping- Hm-hm-hm~ Fernue would love these

Sernue: Alright. I’m going to the funeral in what time -look at his watch- mmm-hm in about 30 seconds...

Osteli: I’m here for Fernue! Mind opening the do- Hey...why is the door broken?

Sernue: ...

Osteli: is there something wrong?

Sernue: ...uh...-sweating and looks everywhere-

Osteli: that’s mean there’s definitely something wrong if you’re nervous!

Sernue: nooOOO! Pfft nothing! Fernue is just uhh...s-she went out!

Osteli: where?

Sernue: to the...uhhh...(mind: fuck it) Ambulance.

Osteli: WHAT? -drops the object she was holding- I knew that something was wrong...-grabs him and runs to the ambulance-

Osteli: -Opens the door, puts Sernue down and goes to the nurse on the counter-

Nurse: Hey! What have you been experi-

Osteli: -smashes her hand on the table- Fernue...where is she?

Nurse: she’s right over there but you can’t go in...you can just sit here.

Osteli: -sits nervously-

Sernue: -sits beside her- relax! It’s not *that*bad. 

Osteli: Then why did you say is she’s in the  ambulance? Huh? 

Sernue: s-

Doctor: alright, Anyone come if your Fernue’s family. Come here

Osteli: tell me if she’s alright okay? -looks away-

Sernue goes in the room

Sernue: Heyyy! I so w-

Fernue: you can see how white is my hair you son of a bitch...

Sernue: Look, I felt guilty, okay? More guiltier then the dangerous prisoners...

Fernue: -coughs x7- YeaH...you *better*

-coughs COUGH-

Doc: back story?

Sernue (mind): this might be the best healing place but the doctors here are so nosy wtf...it’s cheaper once you say it anyway...ugh...

Sernue: S-so I was talking about allergies with my twin yeah...I thought she wasn’t allergic of anything so I hand her soda with no food coloring since doesn’t like food coloring. She takes a drink out of it anddd yeah. That’s what happened...

Doctor: Oof.

Fernue: I DO NOT HAVE- what is this disease called again...uhhh...WHITE HAIR DISEASE like.... N a g i t o.

Fernue: it happens once I’m scared I do not let out a scream but I do show signs of fear. Ugh I hate it...stupid neighbors with their ignoramus insults...

Sernue: Soo...when can she go out? 

Nurse: Maybe in 1 mouth and 3 days.

Sernue: That’s a lot...Why?

Nurse: 3 days for her allergy recovery and this very new disease.

Fernue: FOR THE LAST TIME. ITS NATURAL NOT ODD! YOU FUCKING -her body starts shaking- Gpog...grog...

Nurse: Oh no -yeets a medicine in her mouth- you okay? You shouldn’t rage...

Fernue: yeah...I wouldn’t rage if you make me rage...-looks away- Hmph! -her hair turns normal- 

Sernue: Just let her go in three days...

Nurse: Okay, fine than is there a day where you gonna let us check this very rare new disease?

Sernue: ...I dunno...maybe when the best time.

Fernue: ...

Doctor: -comes in with a injection-

Fernue: -her hair turns a little white and starts sweating- 

Doctor: Your blood is too high so I have to do this 

The doctor trying to inject her but she keeps on dodging it

Doctor: Stand still! This will hurt a little better than your blood being too high!

Fernue: I rather die then being injected

Doctor: -presses a button-

Five doctors coming 

Two grabs her hand

Two grabs her leg

One grabs her head

Her hair turns hair immediately

Fernue: Y-you can’t do th-

The doctor injects her

Fernue: Mmgh! -small amount of tears start rolling on her checks-

The five doctors goes away

Sernue: it’s okay, twin you’ll get out soon...

Fernue: TGh! -crying- w-why would you be so damn cruel you stupid twin...

Sernue: I didn’t know! I’m sorry! 

Fernue: -sniff. Coughs x3- Dumbass bitxh...-looks away-

Sernue: ...o-okay...

Nurse: now we’re busy -push him out- come back in 3 days! -shuts the door-

Sernue: mmh...

Osteli: So how is she? Good bad or what?

Sernue: She’s good...but the mood isn’t...

Osteli: injections?

Sernue: Yeah...

Osteli: As long if she’s fine! I’m happy! I’m going to bring her a lot of gifts and love!

Sernue: Good idea. Can I join? 

Osteli: sure! We can invite the other people too!

She grabs him to the store

~3 days later~

Fernue: FINALLY! IM FREE! -goes back home-

Fernue: -goes in the house-

Everyone: Welcome back!

Fernue: ...

Cuzari: Omg you look so beautiful now!

Sentai: I was praying to god that you won’t die! Jesus said you going to heaven if he failed.

Yumeko: Without you we would been no-

Timeki grabs Yumeko’s face

Timeki: Glad you didn’t die

Yumeko: huuuuuuuUUUU.

Tuseki: A beautiful flame didn’t go out. *sigh* What a relief! 

Toffia: I cannot bare that pain if you were gone! 

Fernue: thanks thanks thanks. I know without a captain you cannot cure depression! Kekeke....

Osteli: -pets her- I love you...husband...

Fernue: I’m the future -puts her head on Osteli’s stomach- a baby would be in here~ -pokes the stomach-

Osteli: y-you don’t have a D...

Fernue: yet...kekeke

The end?

Yayyyy an old drawing bonus, my favourite :DD

I DON’T WANT THIS ON MY FACE IM SO SORRY GUYS

[cyberfunsupporter]

ranking the red velvet album covers, be warned this’ll be long

halfway through tumblr deleted my draft so um…

1-3 🏆

28 reasons very visually pleasing. the red and the black go so well together and the mirror showing seulgi is just creative genius. absolute fav, i could stare at it forever to be honest. not to mention it perfectly reflects the album’s contents which is a huge bonus for me

the red summer i have a huge soft spot for covers with a lot going on actually. the cover’s fun, very summer and even with vibrant colors that would normally clash in the real world, it’s somehow satisfying. i love all of the details too and the way the members are positioned on the cover. so fun

rbb the positioning of the members + the teeth is just fun to see. it’s definitely different from a lot of their other covers which makes it more interesting for me as well. i also just really like their outfits, especially yeri’s

4-6 🏅

chill kill what’s funny to me about this one is the fact it’s photoshopped like omg they couldn’t even get an ot5 pic wow. but i like the overall vibe of it a lot and it’s a drastic change from red velvet’s typical colorful covers, which also makes this one stand out to me. i also am just a huge fan of this album anyway and think the feeling of it was perfectly executed which obviously extends to the cover since that plays a huge role in the concept anyway

perfect velvet okay actually this used to my favorite album, cover, concept, etc… it’s definitely their prettiest & most visually interesting, but i’ve grown. it’s still really cool and my fav part is the incorporation of the title but i don’t think it’s their absolute best cover regardless of its quality and general appeal LOL. it’s been a bit overdone i think? still a huge fav tho

the red it’s iconic and very pretty. honestly i don’t have much to say because it’s just that good. it really pops. eye candy for me

reve festival is actually not in order of how i’d rank the covers because i have a more pressing criticism regarding the overall trilogy’s design

they’re all meant to be connected, yet finale is randomly like. SO different. it doesn’t even have a rollercoaster that connects through it the way day 1 and day 2 have… sm paid for a cover to be made and couldn’t scrounge up a couple more pennies for a damn rollercoaster 😭 i just hate that disconnect so much because they’re literally MEANT TO GO TOGETHER and they already did that for 2/3 of the albums so idk why finale’s suddenly different. ugh

anyway, onto the actual ranking:

finale it’s the most creative and very cute. i love the house details w the velvets inside + one trapped under the house, as well as the surroundings. typically not a fan of green but this shade is pleasing to my eyes

day 2 the purple is very beautiful especially when combined with the red of the rollercoaster. the “events” on the cover are also really cutely designed and it def appeals to me a lot

day 1 my main complaint is the yellow. i hate the color yellow and this shade in particular is offensive to my eyes. i like the rest of the cover though which is a shame… but that’s why it’s so high for me; everything BUT the background color is great. it’s fun

10-12 🎖️

rookie it’s very eye catching, the blue is wonderful and the positioning of the titles as well as the members is creative and i like it a lot. also having seulgi in the middle is another part i enjoy, simply because she has an interesting pose and i feel like it tells you a lot about the album’s sound

bloom what annoys me is the fact the title seems to be off center? but i like the overall feel of the cover and the doodles are really cute

sappy it’s cute and charming, their styling is unique and i love the colors!!! it does kind of bother me that wendy, irene, and yeri have similar hair colors and then joy and seulgi don’t but it’s just a minor thing. i do love their hair colors it’s just the inconsistency/out of nowhere-ness that can grate me a little bit. but overall very fun and cute

13-15 🎖️

the velvet well this one is just pretty. idk why yeri’s blurred out though 💀

feel my rhythm i like the logo being in the clouds. cute, fun, very springtime, good colors

power up love a good ot5 focused cover. the background is a bit boring but i don’t really care because the velvets make it interesting

16-18 🎖️

the perfect red velvet one of my fav covers however i can recognize it’s not as visually interesting as a lot of red velvet’s covers. i love the fact it looks like a movie poster though so it’s definitely very special to me

birthday UNDERRATED. IDGAF. the pink is perfect, the design is engaging and vibrant… the logo is unique…. very solid cover

ice cream cake see i’m fond of this because it represents when red velvet really began & became 5. however the bg doodles are a bit too pale which makes the cover seem kinda bland otherwise. the drawing of all 5 members is pretty though so

19-21 🎖️

happiness once again i’m very fond of a slightly overwhelming and very colorful cover. the editing is kooky which i enjoy although many people don’t like it, it just radiates 2014 and i just luv what red velvet did with what they had in that time period. it’s so fun!!

queendom i like this cover and the colors are nice but i also think some of the concept photos for this could’ve been better suited to be the cover. i do like that it looks like they’re all just kinda hanging out tho

hello the background is just a boring white but joy’s pose combined with her outfit really makes it pop to me. like my eyes are consistently drawn to it because of that

22-24 🎖️

be natural i like the pose and the monochrome, and the logo is really cool to me and def unique… a yeri-less rbb kinda. the white at the top cutting off the photo can be bothersome though

monster well the colors are just too boring for me but everything else is nice. the pose is good, the feeling radiating off of irene and seulgi is special, etc

wish you hell this one’s nice because it really feels like wendy. the helmet and the tag on the side are sooo cute. however in comparison to other covers it is a bit on the blander side which is why it’s so low, but i really like it!!!!

25-27 🎖️

russian roulette this one is definitely boring since it’s just the logo but i like the logo + combo of colors enough for it to outrank the next couple covers LOLLL. the title going through the heart as an arrow is just so cutesy

cosmic the album’s so vibrant and dreamy yet this cover represents none of that. i don’t get that feeling from this photo at all, not to mention the logo’s just slapped on there. i love the mysterious hotel concept but it was poorly executed which is why the cover falls flat for me despite it utilizing one of my fav parts of the concept… and tbh idk why they didn’t do something more similar to midsommar promo or at least something dreamy like that. just feels weird and a bit disappointing. they’re beautiful though

cookie jar boring & washed out… i love their stylings though which makes me feel better about it. the cover also does actually look like a cookie tin which is charming

… 28 👎

like water i loveee wendy i really do. her voice is angelic, she’s beautiful… but this cover is so boring. boring colors, no pose, not even a title or anything particularly special to make up for it. just wendy standing and a W slapped on there. not to mention the album just is completely not wendy’s vibe or vision so the whole album is just not very entertaining for me. it makes me sad that sm tried to force her into doing ballads forever 😭… so idk i just don’t feel very much for this cover nor the album. i’m so sorry wendy. u are so loved but they did u so dirty w your debut album…

[weepingmilkshakedreamer]

pizza t0wer/sugary spire inc0rrect qu0tez l0l

peppin0: n0ize, please calm down.

the n0ize: I asked for two large fries!

the n0ize: *dumps fries onto table*

the n0ize: But all they did was give me a MILLION FUCKING LITTLE ONES!

peppin0: I'm gonna need a human skull but you can't ask why.

n0ize: Only if you also don't ask why.

n0ize: *pulls four pristine human skulls out of their bag*

peppin0: ...

peppin0, grabbing a skull: This one will do.

peppin0: Just be careful, n0ize!

n0ize: *heading out the door* I'm always careful, peppin0!

n0ize: It's everything around me that's careless.

peppin0: Let’s write n0ize a friendly note, shall we? Dear... Incompetent... Dumbass...

peppin0: Did you know you remind me of all 26 letters of the alphabet?

n0ize: What? Like J F K W S Q X-

peppin0: No, like, U R A Q T.

n0ize: Awwww!

n0ize: *nudges peppin0 at 3am* Pretty fucked up that we depict the moon as a girl and the sun as a boy. They're just floating rocks in space. peppin0? Wake up, peppin0! Listen! They're sexless!

peppin0: The sun isn't a rock, go back to sleep.

pizzan0: pizzelle taught me to think before I act.

pizzan0: ...So if I smack the shit out of you, rest assured that I thought about it and am confident in my decision.

*pizzelle and pizzan0/cream puff are cuddling*

pizzelle: Tell me something I don't know about you.

pizzan0: *leans in to whisper in pizzelle's ear, voice deep and sensual* I like Japanese food so much that every time I watch Lord of the Rings and see Gollum eating the raw fish, my mouth waters.

pizzelle:

pizzelle:

pizzelle: I meant like your favorite color, but okay.

pizzan0: How many vampires do you think have been hit by a car backing up in a parking lot because the driver couldn’t see their reflection?

pizzelle: I’ve never considered it but you’re really shining light on what’s probably a very serious issue.

peppin0: I would do anything for money.

*later*

peppin0, covered in blood: THE STATEMENT STILL STANDS!

the n0ize: Do you guys want to see a butterfly?

guztav0: Ooh, yes please!

peppin0, with their laptop open: I'm not going to stop working to look at a stupid bug!

the n0ize: It's not a bug though...

peppin0: ...

guztav0: ...

peppin0: Well I still don't want to see.

guztav0, realizing: Please don't throw-

the n0ize: Whee! *throws a stick of butter*

guztav0: Guys, Mr. stick is missing.

peppin0: Good.

guztav0: Everyone thinks I'm this soft cute person but I'm not!

Mr. stick: guztav0, you cried for an hour after stepping on a bug yesterday.

guztav0: It had feelings! It was probably going home to dinner and I killed it!

peppin0: ...It was a bug.

guztav0: It was a BEETLE, and its wife is definitely worried sick, wondering where it is, and I really don't get why you all think I'm so sentimental because I'm not!

Mr. stick: ...

peppin0: ...

guztav0: Stop looking at me like that!

guztav0, to peppin0: You have room temperature IQ.

peppin0: What's room temperature IQ?

Mr. stick: 73°.

peppin0: Oh, okay.

peppin0: How much is that in IQ?

guztav0: How did you even get in here?

the n0ize: peppin0's window! Or, as I like to call it, "the n0ize's door"!

peppin0: I’m closing the window.

stinky: Guys, I didn’t memorize my lines!

pizzan0: Just use your lack of common sense! Everyone knows the characters in plays are dumb as fuck!

*During the play*

pizzelle: Hey! You finally made it! Did you get the donuts?

stinky: W-what’re donuts?

stinky: Oh my pizzan0.

pizzelle: Don't you mean 'oh my god'?

stinky: You worship your god, I'll worship mine.

*pizzan0 rushes by with an armful of water bottles* stinky: What's going on?

pizzelle: pizzan0 wouldn't drink water.

stinky: ...And?

pizzelle: And I asked them how fast they could chug an entire bottle.

pizzan0, loudly: 16 OUNCES IN TEN SECONDS, BITCHES!

pizzan0: Guess what number I’m thinking of.

stinky: 420?

pizzan0: No, that’s really immature of you. Someone else guess, and please take this seriously.

pizzelle: 69.

pizzan0: Yeah it was 69.

*Casually in the Middle of a High Stakes/Dangerous Situation*

stinky: How do you eat pickles?

pizzan0: What do you mean?

stinky: I mean, there's a whole process. It's not like you can grab them from the jar with your hand, because it's cold and the juice burns if you have a cut, plus, it's pretty unsanitary. And you can't use a spoon because you'll have to scoop it out, and it'll be way too difficult to grab more than three or four without taking 10 minutes along with half the brine in the jar, even if it's one with holes.

pizzan0: Yeah, that's why you use a fork.

stinky: Okay, sure, but what if you don't have one of the big ones clean? It's weird to use a small one. But there is always one of those smaller sharp knives clean.

pizzan0: But the straight edge doesn't really fit the cylindrical shape, and you have to make sure you don' t break it, it's too much work.

stinky: It makes me feel like I deserve the pickles though. Like, "Yeah, I did it. That's right. Good job me." It's empowering. But even after that, it's not like you can use a bowl.

pizzan0: I get that, it's not ascetically pleasing.

stinky: Exactly! And it looks weird if you don't entirely fill the bowl, but you also can't eat that many. My solution: Use a mug.

pizzan0: *Nods in agreement*

pizzelle: That is all very interesting, BUT WE'RE TRYING NOT TO DIE RIGHT NOW! USE YOUR LIMITED ATTENTION SPANS AND FOCUS!

stinky: Jeez, okay.

pizzan0: Quit yelling at us already.

Peppin0: I have passed the transitional stage of internet geekhood.

Peppin0: I was cashiering at work today, and was punching in the code for plums, which is 4040, and the 0 key doesn't work this well, so I punched it in wrong. And the machine flashed up "Item Not Found: 404".

Peppin0: And I actually laughed out loud.

the n0ize: You have any sunscreen?

peppin0: You can't get a sunburn from a bonfire—

the n0ize: It's for my marshmallow ya dummy.

[rin-and-jade]

So, uh.. what do we.. I mean I.. okay, well shit.

I'll start by explaining that I have slight(very big and annoying) memory issue. Like, "what month is it ? How old am I? Why is my hair so long ?" Type of issues. Meaning that I have no decent explanation to this and it could all be random stuff I'm making up w/ realizing it. So. Yeah.

..I'm not sure what I am- in the sense that a few years ago, our brain tried to stick us all together again to form a normal pre-teen. Well, more or less- I'm really not sure at this point. And, due to outside circumstances, it failed. But not completely, oh no no. Partially. Meaning that we're.. something. Never fully a person, never fully separate. Like a very unhappy puddle of oobleck. That changes color, gender and age every few hours on average. But not ever completely ! There's always that underlying current of murky brown, making it so that said oobleck always looks and feels pretty much the same. Whilst not. Also, memory loss ! Fun.

Though, Most of the time I(we ? It ? pronouns are hard) I(well, not me because it's actually not me but we have the same memory and speech patterns and skills so me ? But not. Kill me, please.) Feel like a wave- just a feeling, a vague observer drifting by, waiting for when they crash on the coast and the next wave comes in, always so similar yet different.

It's not fun. I don't know what to do. I don't.. I just don't. Honestly, trying to correctly explain our situation in words feels impossible.

But, yeah, I know you probably won't have any tips or know anybody who's been in a similar situation, but if you do, please, ignore our rudeness(we have weird, indistinct rules in place that quite literally stop us from saying the stuff I need to say directly. This is me doing my best to avoid them. It's probably incomprehensible, but I really don't have any other way to do so.) and answer with them ? I apologize- I'm sorry if this is the wrong place(..and way. Definitely the wrong way.) To ask, and for bothering you either way.

Anyways, I'm sorry for what you've just read and i hope you have a good day

Good timezone wherever you are. This ask sure took a lot of effort out of you didn't it? No worries, i still can comprehend what you are describing, i appreciate the attempt despite struggling. Let's start:

Thankfully you are in the right place, i can answer every system questions people throw at me so far,, i don't know anyone in a similar situation other than my own experience and a friend of mine--i will apply those to your answer here! What you're feeling now, is being blended.

Have things been happening badly these days? Maybe are you exhausted? Or sick? Your physical health contributes to how well you function as a system internally, if this seems to be the case then my advice is to tackle those issues as first priority.

I read that there was an attempt for your brain to merge other parts of yourselves together but got stuck mid way.. below this sentence, i will write the steps for you to incorporate into your daily lives in hopes of easing the disruptive and annoying state you're in:

Find out what's going on Is it your physical health affecting it? Or is your mental health? The experiences you've described also has clear signs on dissociating or disconnecting both of yourself and the world. If it's not a physical issue, then im writing this one at step 2

Ground back It's best you have lots of rest, affirm your anxiety or worries regarding this issue--trust yourself and have faith in the process, and do grounding techniques as well as vagus nerve practices.

Keep track of everything As you're prone to forgetting due to memory issues, it's best you write all, and recheck all your previous notes to tackle the amnesia. Creating a note that has all your important information written down will help reduce the stress and confusion in the future.

Slowly work on it Be it a physical, mental, or any other issues, it's best to go slow instead of rushing, and focus on the process rather than the results and expectations. I trust you to be flexible and adapt or improvise from this current plan. Always take notes and see how things are improving or not, the internet is filled with lots of resources out there!

This is what i have so far, as i cannot find the main reason for your current troubles other than presented signs of dissociation, blendedness and memory issues. Here is the link to my post about blend (along with it's other pals) and here is the link to my post on types of amnesia to give a head start, lastly an alter guide with questions and orientation (not intended for blurry or blended folks, but gives a foundation to understand which 'you' are you now). Feel free to continue this conversation at my DMs if you need further help, see you!

- j

[clatoera]

Please tell us your Clato story. Since when do you like Clato? What makes you like them? Thank you :) ....

oh my goodness okay well uh

I have liked Clato for a long long time. Eleven years. I noticed the insinuation in the book, but it was once I saw the actual film and the performance of the characters I could really identify them stronger in the books, and I grew a love from that. Like I said. I have been a fan a long long time. On fanfic . net there are still 5 or 6 clato fics I wrote between the years 2012-2014, that are under a few different usernames, that no i will not claim, but they're still out there as proof of my life long devotion.

I always have taken to the kind of off the cuff ships that don't really have a lot of canon moments in the books, and even fewer on screen (me and gary ross gonna beef). But I always thought the insinuation was there in the moment Clove died. For crazy, violent Clove to scream for him because she is scared and about to die, she had to know he'd come. For Cato, who is described by Katniss as temperamental and brutal and violent, to actually call back to her, run to her, and hold her as she died, I took something from that.

I thought the way it humanized the careers was phenomenal, and especially those two considering they were Katniss's biggest competition. Clove dies a scared girl being held by a heartbroken, sad boy.

Naturally Clato has always been a fanon thing more than canon. I was on facebook RP-ing as Clove, I've written fanfic a LONG time, I've read probably every single Clato fanfic on both fanfic.net and AO3 both in my time. And it was the fan expansions of the characters that I loved.

That being said I think I have just always identified so strongly with the careers. I wanted to be Katniss, I had a little sister, etc. I've always been the Clove, I've always been the Glimmer. It sounds cocky but it's true in it's own way. I was the smartest, I was the best, I worked the hardest, I was a favorite to win anything I ever did. I wouldn't do something unless I had the best chance at winning. I was the oldest child, with the endless pressure to perform at the top level, to be the best, to make my family, my school, my hometown proud. I wouldn't do something unless I was the best at it, even today I'm called crazy by my classmates regularly because of how much I study, what long days I put in. I still reap the rewards of that. I empathized with these kids who had no choice but to be the best. Who worked really really hard with the intention to make other people happy and proud. I would be lying if I didn't mention this in my explanation as to why I love Clato, because it is definitely part of it. I see myself in these kids, in Clove and Glimmer especially, because I think personality wise I am a direct mix of the two, just depending on which side I turn on at any given moment. I'll use what I call my "pretty girl powers" to get what I want, or otherwise i'm pretty bitchy, cold, calculated, etc. I literally added a line in the most recent chapter of my big Clato fic, in which Clove describes the trafficking and abuse of the victors as the worst thing you could to do someone, violating them like that, which is literally my opinion and belief that I gave to her. So thats definitely part of it, the way I empathize with kids who's worth is placed in the pride they bring home. Pride they are wiling to DIE to bring hime.

Part of what I love is the opportunity with them. To take these kids who are often seen as villains (Which if you see them as villains you miss the author's whole point, that the capitol is the villain, the capitol is the enemy), and flush them out and give them depth. Give them relationships, and favorite colors, and secrets they share between each other. Give them hopes for the future, give them dreams beyond winning. You win by 18, you have to imagine what the future after the games is like, too. I think they have the opportunity to be very normal in what they want after the games. They'd want dogs, and houses, and families of their own. Thats why I love them. They are child soldiers who are still children. They have dreams. They have wants. They have needs. They deserve to have full characterizations and be fleshed out, and thats the opportunity I take with them. You could make brutal bloody Cato an adoring brother, because outside the games he has a really wonderful little family. You could make Clove, with her psychopathic tendencies, a child who lost the mother who loved her, and the drive to prove that her mother and her are not weak girls, and the resultant way she would deeply love and fiercely protect whatever family she has (even found family). They train their whole lives together, who would understand them like each other.

Theres the chance to make them complex, explaining who they are in canon, and expanding on who they are outside of it.

I could wax poetic on Clato for hours, and in fact I do. Thank you for this opportunity though, I am always always down to be a Clato enthusiast on main.

Thank you thank you thank you

@curiousnonny

[americangirlstar]

Kaya’aton’my’s Series – Nimiipuu Names

While we have a pretty good shot at guessing Two Hawks’s name, I wanted to make a list of the most likely names for the Nimiipuu/Nez Perce characters in Kaya’s series, as a few Nimiipuutímt dictionaries are available.

Even as a kid, I always wondered what everyone’s name was in their actual language, as all but Kaya’s names are translated to their English meaning. I see why this was done– the English-speaking children that make up the target audience would likely be confused by an abundance of names they’d have trouble pronouncing– but even then I do wish to know the names of the characters we all hold so dear.

This is the dictionary I was able to use. I’ll also cite it properly at the bottom of the post. I also utilized nimipuutimt.org, which was incredibly helpful and includes video lessons as well as grammar lessons.

However,

Disclaimer: I am an English-speaking white girl. While I’m using as many official dictionaries as I can, I will likely fuck up grammar on occasion.

Most importantly I will likely fuck up grammar/sentence structure due to my low education in this field; I also have trouble deciphering how (or if) one changes a word when it switches structure; for instance, a verb becoming an adjective. There is information on this on nimiipuutimt.org, but I’m afraid I have not been very good at translating it from English properly.

As such, I will provide each word separately, but not make any definitive claims on word order. I have everything under the cut so that I can keep everything updated should new information come in or should I become more confident in translation.

If anyone who can speak Nimiipuutímt would like to add anything, please for the love of everything do so, your input would obviously be way more useful than mine.

So. Let’s begin.

First off– pronunciation guide.

Ck = the same as a double K

S as in she

A U accented or preceeded by a consonant should be pronounced as normal in English; however, if it is followed by an A, E, or I without a consonant prior, it’s to be pronounced like W.

Y as in yellow.

Extra information on pronunciation, simple phrases, etc. can be found at https://nezperce.org/about/language/ or https://www.nimipuutimt.org/.

Now that we got that out of the way,

Bear Blanket

Kaya’s medicine woman.

There are multiple words depending on the type of bear we are discussing. A black, reddish or yellowish bear would be “Yáka”; a grizzy, white or brown would be either “Gagáz” or “Iyúmie.” The bear constellation in the northern hemisphere would also be “Iyúmes,” with its tail being “Pitaikin.”

The noun for blanket, meanwhile, is Zizkan. [the verb form is Zizkanisa.]

Beaver Tail

One of Tall Branch’s relatives.

The noun for beaver is “Tákzpul,” while tail is “Túinu.”

Bent Bow

An orphan boy in Kaya’s village.

So. “Bent” is where my anglophonic issues arise, since I’m not quite sure what the adjective form of this verb is. The simple verb form, I can say, is “Zepékillikse,” but there’s a few other uses– to curve by pulling is “Nikékillikse,” to curve in a circle is “Zepezilkse,” to bend as if bending a tree branch is “Nikézipitkse.”

“Bow,” meanwhile, is much easier, with “Timúni.” Alternatively spelled “tim’úuni”, this word in modern times can also mean “gun.”

Brown Deer

Kaya’s elder sister.

There are two words for brown in Nimiiputímt; the dictionary I have says it denotes “two degrees” of the same color, though it doesn’t specify beyond that. The two words are “Sukúisukúi” and “Siuiusiuiu.”

There are actually several words for “deer,” depending on different species. “Ímes” (’ímes) is used for the general species, with specific deer having different words depending on gender– a female red deer would be “Yémes”, reindeer would be Tatápai, elk would be Tisipg, and moose deer would be Sákslas (sáaslaqs).

Claw Necklace

Swan Circling’s husband.

“Claw” is “Kipzuz.”

“Necklace” is “Ueéikt.” [A bead necklace would be Kaláun.]

Crane Song

Cut Cheek’s aunt.

Crane would be “Yétiin.”

Song would be “Uenipt,” though I do wonder if this part of her name may be something more like Crane Call or Sound of a Crane rather than a direct comparison to a song...

Cut Cheek

Kaya’s brother-in-law.

There are quite a few verbs for “cut”, but his name appears to use that word in adjective form. So let’s try this out.

First, the verbs:

Trigger Warning: There is a self-harm mention among these, third to last bullet point.

Cut by striking (ex: axe): “Uekíukse.”

Cut, as with a knife, saw or scissors: “Isekíukse.”

Cut, as in dislimbing or quartering an animal: “Isiueze.”

Cut, as in paring or clipping: “Uesúpse”

Making a small cut: “Izetíkise.”

Wounding via cutting: “Iseuéize.”

Cutting self: “Iné-seuéize.”

Cutting into two parts: “Izepékse.”

Cutting into several parts: “Izipékse.”

End of TW.

It’s likely that the verbs could be used in past tense, but again, I’m having trouble finding differing tenses. I will say that I feel the most likely would be Isekíukse (cut as with a knife), Izetíkse or Iseuéize (small cut / wound).

As for adjectives,

Lacerated, torn, as in a rope: “Getílgetil”

As well as noun/verbs:

To hurt physically: “Komáiz.”

Wound via stabbing: “Iptéye” (n) “Iptéyeze” (v)

Wound via shooting: “Éutes” (n) “Euise” (v)

Wound via dashing against something: “Ueíptet” (n) “Ueiptése” (v)

And finally, scars:

Scar as a noun: “Kaskásuit”

As an adjective: “Kaskasuin.”

So after all that, I feel like the most likely is “Kaskasuin” (scarred).

And then cheek is just “Mástai.” That was way easier.

Finger Cakes

In Meet Kaya, Kaya’s Aalah tells her of her own cruel childhood nickname, “Finger Cakes,” when she was caught stealing some from her brother.

I wasn’t able to find the specific word for Nimiipuu finger cakes, but “Cake” in general is “tam’áamin’.”

Flaming Stick

A member of Kaya’s village from The Roar of the Falls.

I was unable to find an adjective for flaming. The noun is “Liun” (burning), “Ilakáuit” (shining) or “Álla” (fire). “Liun” is probably the most likely. The verb is “Liuze” (with rising/steaming fire) or Ilepilikse (when the flame breaks forth).

Stick is a bit easier I think. The only word for stick was referring to a walking-stick, which might be what his name refers to? That word is “Túkes.” If they’re referring to a random stick, branch is probably more likely a translation, which makes it “Pátoi.”

Fox Tail

Kaya’s cousin, a young boy in her village.

Fox is “Telipe.”

Tail is “Túinu.”

Jumps Back

A young man in Kaya’s village.

This one is a bit hard. If we presume his name is “jumping backwards”, there are a lot of terms for jumping. A lot of them refer to jumping on a horse, so if we presume that that is not what his name means...

"To jump, as in trying to get above the ground” is “Ualásasa”, and “to go about jumping” is “Ualasáiksa.” I think the latter is probably likely.

The word for back in terms of direction is “Elekinike.” However, backward specifically is “Élekipg.”

I think the most likely is Ualasáiksa + Élekipg, but it could be any combo of the above.

Light on the Water

Kaya’s baby cousin, the daughter of Running Alone. She is saved by Swan Circling at the beginning of Kaya’s Hero.

Okay, so light is “Hawkáuit.”

The on preposition is already contained in many verbs and expressed by the removal of the –zese in the root of verbs. So first we need a verb for the light being on the water. To sit on is “Ueksilikézese,” and to fall upon in drops is “Isiséulizése.” So whether her name has Ueksilik or Isiséuli depends on whether her name is light sitting upon the water or light falling upon the water.

Water specifically is “Kus.” Considering her name isn’t “light on the river” or “ocean” or whatever, “Kus” is probably correct.

Little Branch

Rushing Brook’s infant daughter, from The Roar of the Falls.

Little is “Kúzkuz.”

Branch would be “Pátoi.”

Little Fawn

A girl in Kaya’s village. In Kaya’s Hero she is hurt jumping out of a tree, and she’s often noted to play Shinny with Kaya.

Little is “Kúzkuz.”

According to nimipuutimt.org, a general term for a fawn would be “tatx.”

Lone Dog

The lone wolf that Kaya helps and the mother of Tatlo.

Lone as an adjective is used by putting -zuàtg at the end of the personal pronoun. Ipzuàtg is “they (singular) lone,” but I think we can just add it at the end of the word “dog”? I may be wrong tho.

A normal dog is a “Zikámkal.” There are two names for wolf meanwhile; “Izeyéi” is small and “Ímiin” is large. I’d say lone dog’s name is likely Zikámkal, as she seems to be less of a wolf and more of a dog if you know what I mean.

So her name could potentially be Zikámkalzuàtg.

Magpie

Kaya’s despised nickname.

This one is very simple: Ékeg.

Many Deer

A temperamental man in Kaya’s village.

Many is “Illégi” as an adjective. As a pronoun for persons only, it’s “Illegniue.”

Now we get to talk about the words for male deer yay!! Once again, Ímes is for the general word. The male red deer is Téuisin, reindeer is Tipitéuisin, elk is Ueúkie, and moose deer is Sákslas.

Rabbit

A daring girl in Kaya’s village a little older than her.

Another simple one: rabbit is Éyukz.

Raven

Kaya’s older cousin who lives in her village.

Raven is Kókog.

Red Duck

Kaya’s aunt in her village.

For red: bright red / vermilion would be “Hilpilp”, while a deep red / crimson would be “Lemtlémt.”

A wild duck would be “Kétket.” A tame duck would be “Éutet.”

Red Stone

Tall Branch’s relative.

For red: bright red / vermilion would be “Hilpilp”, while a deep red / crimson would be “Lemtlémt.”

There are a couple words for stone colors but haven’t found one for red, only yellow, white and black. So the normal word for stone is “Pisue.”

Runner

Kaya’s father’s horse.

Ulekeiktípez.

Running Alone

Kaya’s young aunt, mother of Light on the Water.

We got a couple words for “run.”

To move swiftly: “Ulékeikse.”

To make [another] run: “Seulekéikse”

To run suddenly: “Tekekéikse”

To run to help somebody: “Tekékeikezése”

To run in a race: “Uléluikize”

To run after someone else: “Tiuekikze”

Alone, meanwhile, is “Inzuáty” as a noun. As an adjective, it is used by putting -zuàtg at the end of the personal pronoun. Ipzuàtg is “they (singular) lone,” with “Inzuátg” as I lone and “Imzuátg” as you lone.

Runs Home

A young man in Kaya’s village, the one who taught Two Hawks to make and play the flute.

We got a couple words for “run.”

To move swiftly: “Ulékeikse.”

To make [another] run: “Seulekéikse”

To run suddenly: “Tekekéikse”

To run to help somebody: “Tekékeikezése”

To run in a race: “Uléluikize”

To run after someone else: “Tiuekikze”

Home is “Init.”

Rushing Brook

A young mother in Kaya’s village.

"Rushing” is a bit hard to find. Looking at different versions of flow, though,

“Uéleze” is basic flowing,

 “Uelétze” is to come out flowing,

“Tekeuéleze” is to flow suddenly/falling down,

“Uelikze” is to rise flowing.

As with other words, fast as an adjective is “Ámtiz,” and I’ve already copy-pasted the words for run up above.

A small stream (brook) would be “Póol.”

Snow Paws

A dog in Kaya’s village.

Snow as a noun is “Méke.” Paw would be “Kípzuz.”

Sparks Flying

Kaya’s horse’s colt, named for the fire he, his mother and Kaya escaped.

“Sparks” is a bit hard to figure out.

The noun for fire is “Álliksa” or “Álla”, but I don’t think it would just be fire, but specifically the sparks.

“Líuze” (to burn with rising, steaming fire) or “Ilepílikse” (to burn as when a flame breaks forth) could work, though it is a verb and Sparks is a noun here...

Another verb/adjective instead of a noun, but glitter as a verb would be “Ilapáiksa” or “Ilapáikin” as an adjective.

Verb for sparkle is “Itgolizása”, adjective sparkling is “Pítgolzatipaz.” I wasn’t able to find a word just for a Spark.

We got a couple options for “fly” too:

To fly: “Ueikze”

To fly about: “Ueinikse”

To go about flying: “Ueikéikse”

To fly upward, as on a tree: “Ueletiekse”

To fly upward, to soar / float: “Iyalásasa���

To flee, run away: “Ulelikze”

I think the most likely in context for Sparks Flying would be “Ueinikse” (fly about) or “Ulelikze” (flee). Also to note: the nouns for flight are “Ulelikin” for running away and “Ueíkin” for soaring.

Sparrow

One of Kaya’s twin brothers.

Uekiukíun.

Speaking Rain

Kaya’s beloved sister; she is biologically her second cousin, but was adopted by Kaya’s immediate family after her parents’ death.

So, there are a lot of words to be used for “speaking.” These are the most likely for her name:

“Tennése”: direct translation of “speak.” If her name means “rain that talks,” this is probably the word.

“Pitenuése”: to speak mutually. If her name means “rain talking amongst themselves”, this is the word. [”Pitáutennése” is also this word for specifically speaking at night.]

“Ueuise”: to begin speaking.

“Uainakasa”: to cease speaking.

The second part of her name is much easier: Uéket means “rain!”

Squirrel

A young boy in Kaya’s village, mentioned in The Roar of the Falls.

Zilmii.

Steps High

Kaya’s beloved horse.

If we assume that the steps is a verb, the first word is either “Uetikise” (to advance) or “Uatikzása” (to set the foot upon). [Noun would be “Uetikt”]

Now there’s a couple words for “high” as well. “Tústi” means being in elevated place. “Kuhét” means of a tall statue.

Swan Circling

Kaya’s hero; this will also be Kaya’s name as an adult.

A swan is “Tákaisin.”

Circling, meanwhile? Difficult, but I believe it’s “Temepéise,” which is to encircle.

Tall Branch

Kaya’s maternal aunt.

With tall, we have to wonder if this would be referring to actual height, or simply length; the good news is, the first word we have can mean both “tall” and “long!” Our options are “Kuhét” or “Imékes”; Kuhét is used for more slender items, with Imékes for large-framed.

Branch would be “Pátoi.”

To Soar Like an Eagle

Kaya’s village chief.

As stated with Sparks Flying, to soar is “Iyalásasa.”

Like as in denoting similarity is to add –uàkos to the end of the noun.

As for eagle, a bald eagle is “Sakantáig,” and other fully-red eagles are “Kaspaaláya.” So either Sakantáiguàkos or Kaspaaláyauàkos.

Two Crows

Tall Branch’s relative.

Two is “Lepit.” “Lepú” is used as a pronoun for persons only.

A crow is “Áa”, though a jackdaw or blackbird would be “Kuóskuós.”

So it’s likely Lepit Áa.

Wing Feather

One of Kaya’s twin brothers.

Large/Quill feathers are “Uéptes,” and Down/Small feathers are “Kótkot.” I believe Wing Feather’s name would thus be Kótkot but I do not know a ton about birds.

Yellow Flower

A young mother in Kaya’s village.

Yellow as an adjective is “Maksmáks,” (maqsmáqs) though yellowish would be “Keugkéug.”

A flower is “Látis.”

Another thing to note: specifically “the flower becomes yellow” is translated as “Látis imkasiza,” so this could be her name as well.

Yellow Sky

An elderly storyteller in Kaya’s village.

Yellow as an adjective is “Maksmáks,” (maqsmáqs) though yellowish would be “Keugkéug.” 

Sky is a word that depends on whether it is cloudy or clear. Cloudy sky is “Ipelikt,” while a clear sky is “Aikát.”

BONUS: Non-Nimiipuu Characters

Gift from the Stick People

The Nimiipuu name given to Hawk Rising’s baby after Crane Song found her.

A gift would be “Ínit.” (though “Pinit” would be a mutual gift, which I believe means a traded item? I think Ínit would be most appropriate here.)

Now, from is used in this language by the suffix “-kínig.” (IE: from Kaya would be Kaya-kínig).

The Stick People are dwarves in several Indigenous-American traditions, including both the Nimiipuu and the Arapho. The Nimiipuu called them the Its’te-ya-ha, and said that they lived in the deep woods and had the power to make themselves invisible and become incredibly strong.

So Hawk Rising’s baby would be named Ínit + Its’te-ya-ha-kínig.

Hawk Rising

Kaya names the Silent Stranger “Hawk Woman” after she sees her watching a hawk on a cliffside. At the end of the book, she establishes to Kaya that her name is actually “Hawk Rising.”

So Kaya’s name for her:

A hawk that’s often seen in poultry yards: “Pitámianun”

Goshawk: ironically, “Káya”

These were also listed as “various kinds of hawks,” with no specifics. Hopefully I can find specifics later: “Íkeg, Talauyágoz, Káyauákos, Leplépuékos.”

Woman would be “Háyat.” Rising would be...

To come out, as the sun: “Tilétze”

To go up, as the sun: “Tilása”

To come out on a sudden: “Tekétilètze”

To rise from death or unconsciousness: “Utelétze”

To rise, as fog: “Ipalásasa”

To cause to rise (such as standing up and scattering dust): “Tulékoksa”

I feel like the most likely here would be Tilása or Tekétilêtze. However, considering her backstory of escaping a deadly fire, thematically Utelétze would work incredibly well.

But let’s find out what tribe she’s from to find her real name.

From the first chapter of The Silent Stranger:

“Her hair is in one thick braid instead of two, like ours, and the backs of her hands are tattooed.”

“What’s she wearing?” Speaking Rain asked, giving Kaya a nudge.

“Under her bearskin she’s got a cape of woven bark with fur at the throat,” Kaya said. “She’s wearing a necklace of dentalium shells, and abalone ear ornaments, too. She looks like the women who live on the seacoast and come to the Big River to trade.”

Here is her backstory, from pg 99-100:

[...] warriors from up the coast had raided her village. She was taken captive and made a slave. Her captors took her with them to the Big River. There, a man from over the high mountains saw her and made her his wife. He was a good man. She went with him and lived with his people. She was traveling with her husband when a storm stranded them[....]

We also have this description of her baby’s tee-kas:

“[The baby’s] tee-kas is part of my story. It’s not made like ours. It’s made of cedar, with cedar-bark cloth for a wrapping. Women from the coast make their tee-kas like that, and the baby has a pretty necklace of dentalium shells. Why her unfortunate parents were traveling in Nimíipuu country is a mystery, but she’s safe now in Crane Song’s care.” - pg 109

The coast tribes by the Northwest would be Tlingit, Haida, Tsimshian, Kwakiutl, Bella Coola, Nuu-chah-nulth, Coast Salish, and Chinook.

So we gotta find which traded with the Nimiipuu at the Big River. Because there are so many tribes, I could be wrong, but I think it is likely that she is from the Coast Salish; they were known to use cedar bark for weaving many things, including tee-kas. [1, 2] They would have had access to dentalium shells as well, and the very real historical connections between the Nimiipuu and Salish were already established in the mainline series.

Other possibilities include the Haida and Tsminshian, who are noted to have had abalone access, and the Nuu-chah-nulth, who not only would have had access to abalone but were the primary harvesters of dentalium. They were known to dress their high-status unmarried girls in dentalium shell necklaces. While that wouldn’t apply to Hawk Rising, it could apply to her daughter.

There are many, many different dialects of the Salish language, but looking at this map, I think it’s likely that in order to be near Nimiipuu territory, Hawk Rising would be in the Lushootseed or Cowlitz/Chehalis areas.

 We have two options for “Hawk” from the Lushootseed dialect, actually.

Fish Hawk: c̓ix̌c̓ix̌

Redtail Hawk: x̌ibx̌ib

The similar dialect Twulshootseed also uses “x̌ibx̌ib” to mean hawk; I can’t find info on whether or not they use “c̓ix̌c̓ix̌” as well. I will say that I think x̌ibx̌ib is probably more likely.

As for the word for “Rising” or the Cowlitz translation, this is where I kinda. Cannot continue currently. I have not been able to find a dictionary for the Cowlitz. However, when I have the ability I would love to ask native-languages.org once again. If anyone else would like to do so, or take part in their fundraiser, here is a link.

Otter Woman

A woman from “Enemy Country” that held Kaya and Speaking Rain as slaves. “Otter Woman” is only what Kaya calls her, and thus we don’t know her actual name.

First: Kaya’s name for her. Otter is “Tulúlg.” Woman is “Háyat,” with an elderly woman being “Hátuai.”

But onto figuring out her potential tribe, just for fun. From Chapter One of Kaya’s Escape:

She thought they spoke the language of enemies from Buffalo Country[...] they had driven the herd all the way through Nimíipuu country to the northern trail through the Bitterroot Mountains.

Chapter Two also says they go over the Buffalo Trail, and Kaya spots the Lochsa River as they pass. As the Lochsa River is to the west of the Bitterroot Mountains, that means the enemies are traveling west and live in that direction.

I am absolutely useless at Geography, but Google tells me that the Bitterroot Mountains border Idaho and Montana. So if they’re traveling west, that would most likely put them in the areas of Idaho, Washington, Oregon or even Canada, depending on how far their homeland was.

When moving to the Northwestern Plains to hunt buffalo, Wikipedia says that the Nimiipuu enemies there were the Blackfoot Confederacy (Piegan, Kainai, Siksika), Lakota, and Cheyenne. 

Looking at a map of indigenous land, directly west of the Nimiipuu were Coeur D’Alene/Skitswish, Yakima, and Walla Walla. If her tribe were in what is now Montana to hunt Buffalo at the time of Kaya’s Escape, they would be in Flathead Kutenai territory, perhaps even Blackfeet. They could also still be near the Skitswish or Okanagan.

Spotted Owl

Kaya’s Wishram trading partner, from Kaya and the River Girl.

Spotted Owl is a Wishram girl, so she would be speaking Upper Chinook. Using washington.edu’s abridged Chinook dictionary, Spotted would be le kye or tzum, depending on how it’s spotted: calico is tzum and piebald is le kye. I’m not sure which one would refer to the actual spotted owl, perhaps calico?

Owl was a bit harder to find; the anthrosource online library does have a Chinook dictionary that I poured through, and I believe owl may be “qoēl.”

So her name could be le kye + qoēl.

If translated to Nimiipuu: an owl would be “Saglatáma,” while a small owl would be “Púgpukélez.” Spotted would be “Kaskás”; while it specifically refers to dapple-gray pattern, it is used for most spotted things.

Two Hawks

I have a full post here, where I contacted Laura Redish of the Native Languages of the Americas to ask about his name. Here is what she said:

The Salish word for two is “esel.”

A fish hawk/osprey would be c'ixʷc'xʷ.

A red-tailed hawk would be a c'lc'lšmu.

A sparrow hawk/falcon would be aatat.

“So this character's name could have been something like Esel C'ixʷc'xʷ, Esel C'lc'lšmu, or Esel Aatat.”

Considering what English-speakers mainly associate with hawks, I’d say “Esel C'ixʷc'xʷ” is probably the most likely.

Additional information: according to spokanelanguageculture, a redtail hawk could also be “Spya.”

White Braids

Speaking Rain’s Salish adoptive mother.

White Braids would, like Two Hawks, be using the Salish Spokane-Kalispel dialect, as they live in the same tribe.

White would be “piq,” pronounced like the English pick. I have not yet been able to find the specific word for braid– I have been able to find the sentence “they braided their hair.” (čyilya’xʷ qnm) I tried to go through the Kalispel-English dictionary I could find online but could not find “braid”– if anyone else wants to try, the links are here and here. I will also try to ask native-languages.org when I have the ability.

Sources: spokanelanguageculture

Young Uncle

Two Hawks’s maternal uncle. “Young Uncle” probably isn’t his name but it’s the best we have to go on.

A maternal uncle would be “ssiʔ.” Young as a descriptor would be “sk̓ʷu̓k̓ʷiml̓t.”

Dictionary

Morvillo, Anthony. A dictionary of the Numípu or Nez Perce language.    ,    https://doi.org/10.5479/sil.1076821.39088005784111

[quixlebug]

There is a horse by the river.

 He’s the most handsome stallion Bdubs has ever seen. His coat is gleaming, deep and bloody red, and his ebony mane and tail shine with good humour and health. The stallion’s ears flick upward as he spies Bdubs approaching, and he nickers plaintively. He does a little dance on his hooves and tosses his head, and then nickers again.

 “I know it’s you, Scar!” Bdubs yells across the distance between them. The horse looks over his shoulder and, seeing no one there, looks back to Bdubs with an expression of injured confusion.

 Bdubs steps off the path and makes his way across the grass. “You can’t fool me,” he mutters. The stallion rears up a little, allowing the breeze to catch his mane, and for a single, splendid moment he is the most beautiful thing Bdubs has ever seen. He is everything a horse should be, from his kind, soulful eyes, to his quivering flanks and his elegant, slender legs, still kicking at the air as he parades his glory before the entire server.

 Bdubs is across the grass before he knows it, and realizes he’s already reaching out to the beast. “Wha- Hey! No! I’m not falling for it again!”

 The stallion lowers his great head and nudges Bdubs, who tucks his hands firmly under his armpits. His eyes are- green, but only in the loosest definition of the word. His eyes are the color of the depths, sunlight filtered through water and duckweed.

 Those beautiful, ancient eyes are begging, pleading for Bdubs to please, oh please play nice. The stallion paws at the ground and noses at Bdubs’ elbow. He tugs on a sleeve, just a little, no teeth.

 Bdubs stands firm. “Hmph!” he huffs, and clamps his arms around himself even tighter.

 The stallion abruptly changes tact. He dances away from the riverbank, tosses his head and prances back and forth. He bumps Bdubs with his hindquarters, shoving him off balance, and then trots a tight circle around him. Look at me, he seems to say, look how good I am!

 “I’m not stupid!” Bdubs snaps. “I get on your back, you toss me in the river! Every single time! Well this time, I won’t do it. You won’t trick me again, Scar!”

 The stallion snorts contemptuously at the river and turns his back on it. He stamps once, and flicks his tail towards the wide, cobbled roads of the shopping district.

 Despite everything, Bdubs begins to consider it. “You promise?”

 The stallion stands perfectly still and whinnies. He doesn’t so much as glance at the river rushing by. Bdubs stretches out his hand, and the horse eagerly noses against his palm.

 His eyes are honest. Bdubs, going against every promise he’s made to himself, grabs the stallion’s mane and swings himself up onto the broad, strong back.

 The stallion immediately rears up and lets out a wild, joyful scream. He takes off across the grass. Bdubs clings to him for dear life, and lets out a whoop of his own as they leap over a wall and thunder down the center of the road.

 Bdubs is fortunate that he’s well-versed in bareback riding, or else he’d have been thrown onto the stones at the very start of the wild, breakneck ride. Even with all his experience, he’s barely able to hang on as they careen through the shopping district. His grip in the stallion’s mane is so tight that he’s certain it must hurt, but his steed doesn’t seem to care as he joyfully jumps another wall.

 They gallop past the moss shop and the Entity, all the way to the very end of the road, where the stallion spins around and rushes back the way they came. As he runs, the stallion snorts with barely-contained delight, and he slows to a casual trot as they approach the river once again.

 “Don’t you dare,” Bdubs hisses, eyeing the rushing water. They’ve had some rain recently, and it’s fuller and faster than normal. The stallion follows his gaze, and a little shudder runs through his whole body.

 Bdubs gulps and slowly loosens his death grip on the horse’s mane. “Well hey, uh, thanks for the ride Scar, but I think I’m gonna go now. I actually have to, uh…”

 Whatever excuse he would have thought of doesn’t come quickly enough.

 “Aauuugh!” Bdubs screams, as the stallion charges directly towards the river. He can’t let go- his fingers are tangled in strands of hair and eelgrass. He can’t force the stallion to stop- there’s no bit and bridle, no spurs, no riding crop.

 With a final victorious whinny and a giant leap, the stallion dives into the center of the river with Bdubs on his back. His scream is cut short by water rushing into his mouth, and the river closes silently over his head.

 [BdoubleO100 drowned]

[tahdashi]

hello 2023 & everyone who’s a part of this blog! as a thank you for a big ol’ milestone and for sticking w me during my time here, i wanted to host a lil party for us! so, get your champagne and sparkling cider ready bc i have some fun things planned! — writing AND drawing !! lastly, thank you for supporting my hobbies and passions on tahdashi. i love you all < 3

01. WRITING

🎧 — send me a song & a character (hq or tot) and i’ll write you a drabble!

🧸 — send me a prompt for hcs and i’ll write for 4 characters! you can send me your fav characters or let me choose. please send separate asks for tot and hq (and be sure to specify characters!!)

feel free to send prompts i’ve done before for different characters, as well as aus i’ve done before (ex. dad!hq)

02. SELF-SHIP DOODLES

🖊️ — i’m quite nervous for this, so this will be a moots only section! i want to be able to stay in contact w the person i am drawing, and i only feel comfortable doing so w moots.

send me (via my inbox) a few picrews or pictures (nothing will be posted!) and a character of your choice! it can be any fandom, really! i love a good challenge <3 since my art style is still developing, i wanna make sure you actually… like… what i’m drawing, so i’ll send you a sketch for your approval before coloring and posting <3

SLOTS: so, for this event, i’m not setting a limit on slots. i want to do as many as i can before i burn out or get bored. please understand that my semester starts very soon, so i most definitely will not get to all submissions. i hope you still have fun, regardless!

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