#﹙ ⊰ ✿ * . ﹚ ◟ today me is even more awesome than yesterday me! › ooc .

[mrch7th]

hsr ver 2.3 livestream //

ZOOOMM & FUCKING ENHANCE...?

it is not a greatsword....but sword is close enough right........

ok anyway nromal again sorry dash carry on happy summer happy solstice

[ask-hauyne-and-orion]

[ooc: Decided to have this part be in a new ask! Hope it's okay! Also Imani-Erin friendship wooo!!!!]

(Imani sat on the table as both she and Erin waited for the scans to be complete. The silence was oddly comforting, despite her urge to talk to her like they used to. About fashion, about the others, hell even just "flirting" with each other! But this world isn't her own, and this Erin isn't her Erin, so any inside jokes they had are gone. Still, the silence wasn't as awkward as she thought it would be.)

( She let her mind wander a bit. She can't help but wonder how everyone's doing, back home. Are they looking for her? Or are they continuing their training for the siege on the Team Xen HQ? She honestly doesn't know what she would prefer, but a pang of guilt is a common feeling. She still doesn't remember how she got here, through that ultra wormhole, but she knows it's worrying everyone and delaying their training!)

' Hmmm.....I might need to train with everyone here just to keep up....' Imani ponders, her eyebrows furrowing at the thought.

" So." Erin speaks up, snapping Imani out of her thoughts, " What changed?"

" Huh?"

" Yesterday, you were insanely nervous and spooked. Now all of a sudden you're all sunshine and rainbows. And there's no way a single night's rest can undo all of that"

( Erin gives Imani a pointed look)

" So what happened?"

' Leave it to Erin to get straight to the point,'

" W-well...." Imani starts, playing with her hands, " I....after Hauyne explained her.... everything,"

( Imani still winces at the knowledge she gained that day)

" I....I kinda snapped? It just....mad me so upset, knowing she was treating this like some game....at least. That's what I thought,"

( Imani sighs, remembering how Melia and Aelita pulled her aside before she went to bed that night. They explained how Hauyne's story, while true, was greatly dramatized to make Hauyne seem more like the villain than she really was. While Imani still felt righteous in her anger, guilt quickly waved over her as she heard the news. She judged too quickly)

" I was told that Hauyne villaified herself during her own story and...well,it put things into perspective. I wanted to apologize so I thought ' why not spend time with Hauyne today and have an awesome sleepover!'" Imani feigns her perky self before slumping down with a deep frown.

" But I have to do this- w-which isn't bad and completely necessary!....but it does hinder my plans. Not to mention Hauyne's been avoiding me...."

( Imani sighs again, then looking to the side to see Erin staring at her intently. She face flushes as she realized she just dumbed everything on her)

" Oh- oh gosh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to dumb everything on you like that-"

" It's fine," Erin shrugs, " Hauyne is....Hauyne. She's insanely stubborn and has a hard time understanding that we care about her,"

(Erin scrunched up her noise a bit, her eyes lost in thought)

" I wish she'd at least talk to me about it..."

" Talking can be hard," Imani shrugs.

" Ugh, tell me about it,"

( The two girls share a chuckle. There's a ding right after)

" Hm?" Erin eyes over the monitor, and she smirks, " Well lucky you. Your scans are fine. Looks like you can do what you were planning to do after all,"

( Imani's light up, a smile creeping on her face)

" Really?! Yes!!!"

( She immediately gets down from the table and books it towards the door, but she stops to turn around toward Erin)

" So, I don't know how long I'll be here, but if there's still time, maybe we can design something together? A fashion piece I mean,"

( Erin's eyes widen, looking at Imani with astonishment)

" You....you like fashion?"

" Love it!!! I had materials back home and you and I would work on some projects together!" Imani rambles, her passion getting the best of her.

( Erin blinks, still astounded. Her cheeks turn pink as she looks to the side, playing with a piece of her hair)

" I....sure, I guess. But only if we have time!"

( Imani's grin matches the sun itself, her eyes shining with excitement)

" Oh, thanks you!!!!" Imani turns around and dashes out the door, waving to Erin as she does, " LATER ERI!!!!" she yells.

( Imani doesn't hear a response as she runs down the halls once more, heart pounding, and a big grin. There's only one thing on her mind:)

' Where on earth is Hauyne?'

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[ooc: It’s fine! I was the one who asked to start a new post anyway, just to keep the posts at a more manageable length. The first one is... kind of a mess tbh, as fun as it was. Soooo much scrolling XD]

[ooc: I realised that it wasn’t clear if Hauyne explained what she’s capable of when she told Imani about this universe, so just pretend she didn’t and Imani’s only finding out about it now.]

(With nothing else of importance demanding her attention, Hauyne fell back to her usual routine.)

(Sweat rolled down her neck in large beads, some flicking into the air whenever she made any sudden movements. At this point, all the katas were like second nature to her, requiring no conscious effort to execute. Her mind had long since entered into a calm, meditative-like state, her focus all directed towards summoning the energy within her to the fore. It buzzed beneath her skin - eager for release.)

(Grinning, Hauyne launched herself into the air, easily leaping to heights that would make an Olympic athlete weep with envy, and flipped - unleashing lances of bluish-white lightning as she righted herself mid-air. The lances exploded as soon as it made contact onto the sandy coast, kicking up plumes of dust everywhere and obscuring her from plain sight.)

(With practiced ease, she closed her eyes, switching into her aura sight as well as shielding them from the dust particles. Fiery energy flared to life at her fingertips, manifesting as flames of brilliant sapphire in her preternatural field of vision. Then, as before, the flames lunged - like a cobra’s vicious strike - just as she thrust her hand towards an imaginary target, its aim hitting true. Booms, almost reminding Hauyne of a dragon’s triumphant roar, reverberated into the distance.)

‘Okay, that’s enough,’ she decided, inspecting the smoking craters left in the aftermath of her attacks. ‘Anymore than this, and Damien’s gonna come after my ass.’

(Truth be told, Hauyne sometimes wished that she wasn’t the last of her kind. Well... technically, she isn’t. Aelita and Saki were Aura Wielders too, but they weren’t as experienced with their powers as she did. Sparring with Aelita at full strength left a bad taste in her mouth, considering that she had yet to fully master her own gifts nor understood her limits. They could easily go overboard and accidentally hurt - or worse, maim - each other.)

(And Saki... well, she’s in a nine-month long coma and in the middle of transferring her consciousness back into her original body. Definitely and obviously in no position to spar, and not for a long while too.)

(That left Kali, and her own Pokemon... but honestly? It had gotten stale at some point. By now, they had sparred so often that they all understood each other’s combat styles like the back of their hands. While it did make for greater levels of synchronicity, it unfortunately also translates to predictability during friendly spars. And despite them having the ability to occasionally spice things up with a surprise tactic, there was a reason why she’s the undisputed tactician and leader - her being their trainer notwithstanding...)

‘Damn, don’t tell me I’m bored already,’ she thought in dismay, flopping down onto the somewhat ruined beach.

“There you are!”

‘...I jinxed myself, haven’t I?’

“I heard the explosions and...” Imani paused, gawking at the sheer amount of destruction littered around the beach. “What happened?”

“Training,” replied Hauyne, tersely. She grimaced. “Might have been a bit overzealous there...”

Imani whistled, impressed and mildly terrified by what she saw. “Damn. You must be one hell of a trainer to have such powerful Pokemon...”

“Not my Pokemon,” said Hauyne, shaking her head. “They’re still recovering from their battle at Axis Temple, so no battles or training for now. Doctor’s orders.”

Imani nodded like it was the most natural thing in the world, only to freeze in confusion as her words fully registered in her mind. 

“Wait, if it’s not your Pokemon...” she muttered, her bafflement rising in unison with the pitch of her voice. “Then who did this?”

(Hauyne gave Imani a flat look, and pointed towards herself.)

“You're... you’re kidding, right?” Imani chuckled nervously. “Surely you must have a Pokemon on you...”

(Hauyne shook her head. She got to her feet, and made a show of turning around as well as emptying her pockets. Not a Pokeball in sight, except for the spare ones she kept on her person at all times that were clearly unused and empty.)

(Imani stared at her, gobsmacked, before running a hand over her hair and muttered something under her breath that sounded suspiciously like “of course, different universe. Right.”)

“Anyway, do you need me for something?” asked Hauyne, getting right to the point.

“U-uh, right!” stammered Imani, still reeling from the shock. “I... I came here to apologise.”

“What for?” she responded in disbelief, raising an eyebrow. “You’ve done nothing wrong, as far as I’m concerned.”

“I realised, um,” Imani looked away, rubbing her forearm sheepishly. “I may have judged you too quickly. About the whole... you know. So I just want to, uh, make it up to you for that.”

“Oh,” her answer came as a soft whisper, near inaudible. Hauyne’s eyes were downcast, the shadow of her bangs concealing the turmoil raging in them. “That’s... it’s not something you need to apologise over or make amends with. What I did... it’s just not right. Even if it came from a place of good intentions, or if it ended up doing some good. I don’t blame you for judging me. I had it coming, anyway.”

“Then why are you avoiding me?”

(Hauyne froze. This wasn’t something she expected to confront so soon.)

“It’s... complicated,” she sighed, after some hesitation. “But it has nothing to do with you. You remind me of someone. A close friend of mine. And I... don’t really know how to deal with it.”

(Imani said nothing, her expression contemplative.)

“You’re talking about Ariana, right?” she asked, tentatively and cautiously. As though she were trying to approach a high-strung animal. 

(Hauyne stiffened, and nodded slowly. Neither of them spoke for a while, letting the silence - interspersed with the gentle howls of the sea breeze - blanket them as they ruminate over their own thoughts. Then, Hauyne raised her head, intent on breaking the silence, only to realise that Imani had the same idea too. The two stare at each other with wide eyes, unsure on how to proceed.)

“Uh, you first?” offered Imani, giving her a polite but cheerful smile.

(Hauyne nodded, appreciative.)

“So, uh... I’m sorry,” she muttered, not meeting Imani’s eyes out of shame. “For the whole avoiding thing I’ve been doing. It’s stupid of me to do that.”

“Apology accepted...” Imani dragged out her words, an impish grin slowly spreading across her face.

(Hauyne instinctively reared back, dread creeping up her spine. She does not like how devious the expression had looked.)

“But only if you have a sleepover with me!”

(All that tension instantly fizzled away from her body at the unexpected turn of events. Hauyne pressed an open palm to her face, trying to suppress her laughs.)

“What?” Imani cried out in faux outrage, though she could detect a hint of nervousness in her tone.

“No no, it’s just...”

(The indignant expression on Imani’s face was just too much for Hauyne to bear. Unable to restrain herself any longer, she laughed. Her first, in a very long while.)

“Did you really have to say it like that?” she demanded with clear amusement in her voice, so stunned by the absurdity that she broke her tough act. “I honestly thought you had something less innocent in mind!”

(No response. Awkward silence fell upon them.)

“You... you laughed,” stated Imani, her voice unusually impassive.

(Hauyne stared back, unsure on how to respond.)

“You laughed!” she repeated, this time louder and accompanied by a gleeful cackle of her own.

(Imani’s joy was so infectious, that Hauyne couldn’t help but smile shyly in return.)

“Yeah, guess I did,” she whispered.

“So...” said Imani, leaning over to Hauyne. “Sleepover?”

Hauyne let out an amused huff. “Sure. Why not? Might as well start over on a good note.”

“YES!” cheered Imani, fistpumping.

(As Imani rambled on about how much fun they’re going to have, Hauyne couldn’t help but smile. A genuinely happy one. Perhaps... perhaps this isn’t so bad after all.)  

[xserpx]

Battle Ground Thoughts

Major spoilers below.

The Good

I really enjoyed the last part of the fight with Ethniu. Hendrick's sacrifice was well done, and the Marcone reveal was fantastic. The action was really great, although it did get too much at times, especially the beginning of the fight with Ethniu where it’s more like reading a shonen manga, lots of huge ‘final’ attacks and mist clearing as they wait for the blood spray before someone pulls a trap card. Still pretty likeable.

Marcone as a Knight of the Blackened Denarius is intriguing. My one caveat is that I think it diminishes his post-Small Favor achievements quite a bit, knowing he had access to all that power. It makes sense, especially considering just how much Marcone was able to get done, but yeah, I liked this little twist. Marcone is probably the main reason I would keep reading the books, as things stand.

I like the fact Harry's finally been kicked off the White Council, as he should be. I'm not sure why this is controversial, though. He’s clearly broken several laws, and tbh I was kind of surprised they kept him on after becoming the Winter Knight, like... conflicted interests, much?

Drakul and the Blampires were cool. Wouldn't mind seeing them again.

The Bad

Justine's reveal, while interesting bc omg Outsiders infesting the characters we love, it also absolutely terrifies me in terms of what it actually means for Thomas/Justine both in the future and in the past. A future that might not even happen, now. And considering how long it's been since she was infected, it's entirely possible a lot of Justine's feelings have been manufactured as well. One of the things at the top of my Do Not Want list was Justine or the baby getting hurt, and now we’re here.

I'm severely disinterested in Harry/Lara. I have no idea where it's going, but it's boring at best. Maybe Jim Butcher has an idea for it that doesn’t result in me rolling my eyes, but I’m not feeling charitable today.

Ivy and Harry never got a proper conversation. Also why tf was Ivy dressed in a school uniform for that fight? Unless she's a sailor senshi or something, it just doesn't make sense. Plus she should be in her mid-late teens by now, ffs, not her early teens.

We're still drawing out the Starborn mystery? Ugh, ok.

Michael's cursing out the White Council for kicking Harry off the team... Completely OOC, sorry, I hated it. Michael is a great character because he doesn't swear as a matter of principle. If he had to start swearing, that was a bad hill to choose.

The way the morality of the White Council flip flops depending on Dresden's mood is getting annoying. At the meeting at the end, he says the Council is the biggest defender of humanity, and that he's clearly sitting at the monsters' table, but they're also supposed to be the enemy for treating him as such? Ebenezar and some of the Seniors are douchebags, for sure - especially Eb as it's personal - but Carlos and the rest are solid good guys trying to do their best. After everything that's happened, Harry shouldn't be so freaking bitter. He’s a monster now. Either own it, or make different choices. Also Carlos should’ve told him what Molly did to him. I hate that this hasn’t been addressed and that Carlos just looks like a suspicious bastard when he’s actually sustained life-changing injuries and trauma. Communication generally between Harry and the White Council needs to start happening like yesterday.

Butters needs to just go away, please. Give me a break from this shithead. He's had a few months of training and can keep up with literally everyone. He gets all these Crowning Moments of Awesome, but he never suffers for it, and at this point I'm genuinely wondering whether he'll ever suffer any consequences whatsoever. Also he constantly outshines Sanya, who is ostensibly better qualified, and the Sword of Hope should have been the stronger of the two in that last fight. I’m sick of hearing how great Butters is, and being expected to laugh at all his dumb, nerdy references.

Harry barely thinks about Thomas when he considers his recent losses. Sure Thomas is still alive, but barely, with no guarantees he'll survive or that he'll come back the same person. Harry should be grieving for him as much as he's grieving for Karrin at this point. I also wanted there to be more reason behind Thomas's actions, some sort of conspiracy within the White Court, but there wasn't. It's bad enough being anxious for Thomas, but being anxious for his whole goddamn family is just way too much, ffs.

The Ugly

I mean, I've told people: if I'd tried to imagine a worst case scenario for Karrin Murphy's death, it would have been better than the ending we got. It's worse than James Norrington dying at the hands of Bootstrap Bill. It's worse than Superman's dad dying while trying to save the dog. She shouldn't have died at all, period, but if she absolutely had to go, there is no fucking way in HELL that that was the best way for it to happen. Whether she comes back or not, there is no way to justify that scene. Gard saying she saved everyone by defending Dresden might be a satisfying Watsonian explanation for some, but of all the times, of all the places, of all the ways, and of all the people... JB picked the absolute worst possible combination. Absolute. Garbage. It's not that he can't write decent sacrifices. Hendrick's death was superb! So why the FUCK couldn't Murph get the same treatment? Why the FUCK was she killed off so FUCKING pointlessly? This isn't a real life story. This isn't some hyperrealistic, anyone can die, Game of Thrones type bullshit, where you can just kill off the second main character as shock value and have it be valuable to a bigger theme. This is the Dresden Files, a fucking series where all the women are Playboy models, and there's a middle-aged dweeby guy in sports goggles riding a skateboard and wielding a lightsaber and facing off with a Titan after just a few months of training, and having threesomes with bisexual women half his age, one of whom wears a fucking Avengers t-shirt to bed. It's a fanservice show. So it is not too much to ask for the main female character to be given the kind of death she actually deserves, let alone that she be allowed to live long enough to enjoy a relationship that's been so fantastically built up over 15+ books. (Query: was any of her family at her funeral? Audiobooks make searching hard, and I can’t find out if that was mentioned.) It's not unfair to hate the FUCK out of JB for pulling such a horrible, awful, LAZY move. I didn’t cry when it happened. I actually laughed quite a bit, maniacally, because it was that much of a train wreck. I'm not crying now, either. I'm just so, so tired. RIP Murph.

Granted, I haven't had to wait for a Dresden Files book like this before. Skin Game had a very neat ending, whereas this asks way, way, way more questions than it answers, which is probably more par for the course in this series? But now my two favourite characters are out of the field and may never come back, and I'm just so fucking tired and disappointed, and tired of being disappointed. I don't know whether it's worth staying invested in the vague hope Jim Butcher will start giving a shit about anyone other than Butters, but I can't see the next book being much good when Thomas and Karrin won't be there. When Karrin may never be there again. When I don't even know if the next book will show up, or if there'll be another hiatus resulting in a mediocre story.

I'm predicting that there'll be a Murph-centric short story in the near future that'll probably be a "gotcha!" to all the fans like me who fucking hate how BG turned out. Either it'll finish her off entirely or hint at a resurrection, which may or may not come. Either way, it won't justify her death. It won't make this better.

If I wasn’t as invested in Karrin, I’d like this book more. I can understand if people like it, and there are definitely some good things about it, but it’s hard to appreciate those bits when there’s such a massive pile of stinking shit sitting smack bang in the middle.

[robobiitch-archive]

[ MOE ]: A very big shoutout to a lot of people under the cut ❤

As I said in this post, I want to encourage people to start sharing kindness with people, and I’d like to start with saying something about some of the nicest people I’ve met on this website so far.

If you are not on this list, I have not forgotten you. I know that there are many mutuals I have that I haven’t spoken to much or at all and I want to change that so that next time around I have even more good things to say. You’re all incredible writers and people and I want all of you to know that no matter what happens tomorrow, we all have each other today. Thank you all for being you and letting me be a part of your lives in even this small way through a shared love of writing.

First and foremost, I want to thank @rob0badge, @ruthlessnessisyourdesire, and @denicdlife. One of you I’ve known for three years, and the others for just three months (WOW it doesn’t feel that long) and I could never ask for better friends. You welcomed me into this community with open arms and I’ve shared more good times with you than I could’ve ever expected. Although you’ve all seen some difficult times and faced harsh people, you care deeply about your friends and that is something that shines through brighter than any fire. Thank you for being my best friends, (And thank you Astral for putting up with my gremlin activities, lol)

@carbonandiron, while you may have been away recently, there hasn’t been a single day that’s gone by that I haven’t thought about you and how glad I am to be your friend. You’re always so kind and it always brings me a smile when we talk. I love you, and I want you to know that no matter what I’m always here for you.

@triptocained, although you’ve had some rough roads you’re still someone I cherish very much. You’re an incredible writer and a great friend, and you’re so much fun to spend time with. I miss watching movies with you, we should really pick that up again sometime soon. 

@invictarex and @evcnthorizon, (i know you’re not in this fandom but I’m FORCING MY LOVE ON YOU ANYWAY) you two have been with me for over three and six years now, and I can’t even tell you how happy I am to have known you. You both are like family to me and I never want that to go away. I’m so happy we’ve been talking more again, and I wish you both nothing but health and happiness. 

@fearlessandchaotic, @creatorofclay, @stayhuman-genevieve, @villainxism, @filledgxld, @coffee-and-guns​ and the rest of the Corvus Cult, haha. Some of you I don’t talk to as much as I would like to, but you’ve still brought some of the best times for me when shit hit the fan in May. I’m so happy to have such a great group of friends to talk to and spend time with. Many of you are phenomenal writers and I wish to see more of you. I want you all to know that you’re incredible, talented, and kind and I can’t even express how grateful I am to have met you all.

@soulstied​, although we haven’t spoken much until recently, you put your best foot forward and you’re a really cool person. I always like seeing you on my dash and following along with your threads, and I look forward to writing with you more. I want you to know that even while things are stressful and grim right now, you can always come to me if you need to talk about anything. 

@glaiveofruin​, I miss seeing you around and writing with you, and I want you to know that you’re still one of the coolest people I’ve met in this rpc. You’re incredible and funny and I thank you for being such an awesome person. 

@failedmission​, listen, your Connor is the sweetest (but also badass) cupcake and I absolutely love writing with you, Gwen. You are a fantastic writer and a really awesome person, and I know you’ll kick those final assignments’ asses!! Just keep swimming, you’re a beautiful friend and you are worth it.

@theveryfirst​, you are one of the sweetest people I’ve met on this site, and I can’t wait to get to know you more. Your chloe is precious, and you are precious, and I hear nothing but good things about you from everyone I know. You’re absolutely amazing.

@rebellionmatriarch​ you as well are incredibly sweet. It really brought a smile to my face when you sent me that good morning message yesterday, and I want you to know how excited I am to write with you and get to know you more. North is a badass and you’ve given her the same amount of brightness that you have. 

@xpendble​, can I just say how much fun you are to talk to? I’ve only just met you and you’re someone I’m so happy to have stumbled upon on this website. I’m also so happy that I found someone who loves Alien Isolation and the Alien franchise like I do, haha. You’re awesome and I look forward to becoming friends. 

@wasscared​, another newbie to the fandom like me, but a long-time amazing writer and positive person. Although we’ve only talked a little, I’m so stoked for our au and I’m so happy I have had the opportunity to get to know you. You’re a big ray of light in this fandom right now, with so many good things to say about people (and especially about Connor, lol). Thank you for being you. 

@jericholeader​, Becca when I first came into this fandom I kinda just appreciated from afar, but I’m really glad we’re mutuals and I get to see the amount of time, effort and love you put into Markus first-hand. You’re another positive person who I love to see on my dash and I’m very excited to get to know you better. 

@zeitlosleben​, although we don’t talk ooc very often, I want you to know that El is an AMAZING oc, and your writing for her is spectacular. You’re incredibly funny, it’s always a joy to see what you have to say on the dash and honestly you deserve so much love.

Once again, I want every single one of my followers to know that you are valued, you are loved, and you are important. I encourage all of you to express your care to those you love and appreciate, and continue to find positivity where you can in these difficult times. I love you all. 

PLM  ♥

[anotheronechicagobog]

Just Like Old Times Pt. 3 Jay Halstead x Reader

written by @anotheronechicagobog

Warnings: swearing, mature themes, Erin is ooc (I like her character but I’m pissed she just up and left still)

It had been three days and your life was still chaotic. “Calanthe, time for breakfast! You can’t stay in bed all day, sleepypants.”

“But mooooooooom...”

“I made scrambled eggs with chive, but if you don’t want them...”

“No! I want them!” She bolted out of Jay’s guest bed and sprinted towards the kitchen. You chuckled before following your daughter. You leaned on the wall near the kitchen and watched as Jay served Calanthe some eggs and toast. You smiled fondly at the scene before you. “Your mom’s the best cook, isn’t she?”

“Yeah she is!”

“Thanks, guys. So, what’s the plan for today?”

“Let’s go to the aquarium! I wanna see the belugas!”

“Sorry, kiddo, but we need to stay here, it’ll be easier to keep you two safe that way. How about we watch a movie?”

“We did that yesterday. And the day before that.”

“I know, but we have to stay here.”

“But I don’t want to stay here, Jay. It’s boring!”

“Calanthe, how about we build a pillow fort and tell stories?” You intervened, trying to keep everyone from getting upset. Calanthe and Jay seemed to have bonded quite quickly, and you wanted to preserve that. Calanthe held her breath for a moment, visibly thinking about it. “Okay.” You smiled, you knew she’d agree, she couldn’t say ‘no’ to a pillowfort. The three of you collected all the pillows, blankets, and sheets you could find in Jay’s apartment. Once all of you had gotten comfortable inside the pillowfort, Calanthe turned to you. “Mom, you go first!” You chuckled and began weaving a tale about a girl befriending a gargoyle and going on an adventure in the catacombs. Calanthe was beaming, focusing on each word that left your lips. You spared a glance at Jay and almost faltered. The way he was looking at you, heavy and wanting reminded you of what almost was. Your throat went dry and your chest constricted, but you managed to finish your story with a flourish. “And when the sun was about to rise she hugged Hugo one last time before he returned to his position at the base of the tower, facing the much more famous, but much younger, Notre Dame. Or the ruins of it at least. The end.”

“Yes! I loved that one, mom!” Then she turned to Jay, “now it’s your turn!” He looked shell-shocked for a moment. “I don’t know, Calanthe, I’m not very good at making up stories...”

“Then tell a story from your childhood or something.” He sighed heavily before staring to the side, trying to remember something. “Alright, this one time when Will and I were kids we decided to prank our mean next door neighbour...” Jay sat up straight as a wide smile spread across his face, his hands were gesturing wildly, and a true form of excitement you hadn't seen in years radiated from his eyes. “... We were still laughing our asses off on Will’s bed, peeking out the window when we could, and then our dad burst in his face was so red! I’d never seen him that angry before, but for some reason we only found it hilarious! He was stuttering sentences together and his hands were waving around, and then he stepped on a piece of lego! He started jumping around on his one good leg before he was able to walk out of our room. He didn’t speak to Will or I for two weeks! It was fantastic!” You and Calanthe were rolling on your backs laughing. You were starting to feel a stitch in your side and your eyes were watering. Calanthe was tearing up too and started to choke out “Haha-I-can’t-breathe! Hahahahahaha!” Even Jay had succumbed to the relentless onslaught of laughter his story had caused. The laughter began to cease when Jay’s cell phone rang. Doing his best not to laugh like a hyena, he answered the phone. “Halstead.” When his face immediately sobered, you and Calanthe stopped laughing too. You put your arm around her and brought her close. “Are you sure?... Absolutely sure? One hundred and ten percent sure? Okay, okay. I’ll tell them. Thanks, Voight.” He hung up and looked at you. “The team caught them. You guys are safe.” His eyes darted between you and Calanthe. “YES! WE CAN GO HOME NOW! Not that I won’t miss you or that staying with you hasn’t been awesome, but I miss being able to go to the park. WOOHOO! THIS IS AMAZING!” You and Jay looked at each other laughing as you watched your little ball of energy run around Jay’s living room cheering with her arms up. There was a hint of... what you thought was sadness on his face. But that couldn’t be it. Why would he be sad? Suddenly Calanthe stopped running and cheering. “We’ll see Jay again, right?”

“Of course! I mean... if you’re okay with that, Jay...”

“Yes! More than okay with that, actually” Awarm smile spread across his face and you felt your heart skip a beat.

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You were paged to head down to ED for a consult. “Dr. Choi? I’m Dr. Y/L/N, you asked for a consult.”

“Yeah, right in here, patient broke an arm trying to outrun the police during a bust.” You nodded and followed Dr. Choi into a room with police guarding the door while looking at the man’s x-rays. “Well Mr. Andrews it looks like you have a clean break. You’ll need a cast, but you won’t need surgery which is a good thing.” You smiled, you tried to be friendly with all of your patients, understanding that they came from all walks of life and may not have control of the situation they’re in. “I don’t want your help, bitch.” He then spat on you, causing you to recoil as the two officers came in the room to restrain him. “I’m fine, I’m fine. Look, Mr. Andrews, I won’t treat you if you don’t want me to, but I highly recommend treatment.” He tried to lunge off the bed at you, but the officers held him back. “What’s going on here?” A familiar voice boomed into the room. Jay’s eyes were hard and furious, you briefly flashed back to his argument with Sgt. Voight in the Intelligence break room. “Jay, I’m fine, okay? Everything’s fine.” Jay’s gaze cut to you quickly, and softened, then hardened again when he turned his eyes back to Mr. Andrews. You were an ex-female Ranger medic. You were used to sexist and occasionally violent patients. “Well, when will he be discharged so I can take him in for questioning?”

“Well Mr. Andrews refused the only remaining treatment we offered him so he can be discharged now, actually.”

“I changed my mind! I want to get my arm cast!” Jay snorted and rolled his eyes at the man on the hospital bed. “Of course.” His phone buzzed. He took a look at it and sighed, “I have to call Voight, let me know when he can go Y/L/N?”

“Of course Halstead.” As he turned to leave he quietly told the officers “If he threatens her, moves a muscle, puts her in any danger, shoot him.” You heard him shift to look at you, but your back was to him as you’d started getting the necessary equipment together to cast your patient, “Non-lethally.” He finished the order quietly. You heard murmurs of affirmation and he left. You couldn’t tell if he knew you heard or not. 

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Calanthe was babbling about her day as you were making dinner. She was excited because Jay was coming over for Saturday night dinners. It had been made a habit after your stint in protective custody. You were making borscht, something you hadn’t made in a while, but Calanthe always loved it. You were hoping Jay would, too. Just as the food was finished there was a knock at the door. You rolled your eyes and went to open the door, because despite the fact that you gave Jay a key he used it scarcely. You opened the door to see two stoney faced detectives. “Detective Dawson, Detective Lindsay, how can I help you?” You frowned, they were wearing their badges and looked like they were here for work. “Y/N, we have some bad news, you might want to sit down.” You nodded numbly and sat on the couch, away from Calanthe who was still seated at the kitchen island. “Hi guys! Are you here for dinner, too?” Calanthe was so young, and couldn’t have possibly read the situation correctly. You looked at Dawson. “I’ll stay with her.” He stood up and went to the kitchen. You looked at Lindsay tears forming in the corners of your eyes. “Please tell me Jay’s not dead. Please.”

“He’s not dead. But he was shot and he’s at MED now, you’re his emergency contact, and Voight thought it’d be better if we told you in person, and one of us staying with Calanthe while you go to the hospital. Presuming you even want to go-”

“Of course I want to go. I want to see him.”

“Alright.” Lindsay sighed and nodded begrudgingly. The ride over was tense. “I get the feeling that you don’t like me. I’m just curious as to why.”

“Y/N can we not talk about this?”

“Alright, fine. I just... You’re Jay’s partner, and Jay is important to me, so I feel like I should get to know you better. But you’re always glaring at me or avoiding me, and I just don’t know what I did to you.” She responded with silence, so you sighed and followed her lead for the rest of the trip.

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You sat in the waiting room with Will and the Intelligence team, minus Dawson because he was with Calanthe. You and Will were sitting side by side, sharing your strength. Across from you Erin had her arms across her chest, glaring at you. You were leaving it alone, but Will couldn’t. “What’s with you lately, Lindsay? Why are you glaring at Y/N?” He was snapping and you knew it had to do with worrying about Jay, so you tried to calm him down. “Will, take a deep breath.”

“No. She’s been glaring at you and fighting with Jay because he’s not in love with her anymore!”

“You’re wrong! Jay still loves me! The only reason we haven’t gotten back together yet is because he found out he got this bitch pregnant and she didn’t tell him!” You were shocked. Is that what everyone thought? “Regardless of whether or not Calanthe is Jay’s daughter, you have no right to treat Y/N like this! You should know how much she means to him!”

“Yeah, and it’s her fault he was even shot in the first place!”

“What?” You choked out. You were responsible for Jay being shot? “Yeah. You heard me. It’s your fault! If Jay hadn’t been so distracted talking about you, he wouldn’t have been shot!” You burst into tears, you felt your heart go cold. You didn’t want to believe it was your fault, but you had to. What Erin said, the way the rest of Intelligence was looking at you, you knew she was right. Jay was in surgery and it was all your fault. You tried to get up and leave, knowing you didn’t belong here, but Will wrapped his arms around your shoulders and kept you in your chair. “No, Y/N, it’s not your fault. Just... stay, until he can see you. Please.”

“Will, I don’t-”

“He’s right, Y/N, it’s not your fault. Plus, Jay will want to see you when he wakes up.”

“But what Erin said, the way you guys looked at me-”

“What Voight just said is true, Y/N. It really isn’t your fault. And what Erin said... she took out of context.” Kevin smiled at you then turned to give Erin a dirty look. You nodded and leaned back in your seat, distressed, worried, and confused.

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Dr. Rhodes told all of you hours ago when Jay was out of surgery, but he still hadn’t woken up yet. You, Will, and Erin were sitting by Jay’s bed. You and Will were on either side, each holding one of his hands. Erin sat near his feet glaring at you both and muttering under her breath. You were trying to ignore her but it was hard when you could hear her saying some nasty things about you.

Suddenly Jay’s eyes fluttered open and his breathing sped up. The three of you stood up. You moved to lean over him, get a better look at his face, but Erin shoved you out of the way and took your place. “Jay, I’m here.” She cooed, her face and voice deceptively soft. “N-no... N oo... Y/... N... Y/N... Y/N...” He was blinking and breathing rapidly, panicking, searching the room, and when his eyes landed on you, he calmed. “Y/N.” He called out to you desperately, trying to wiggle his hand out of Erin’s grasp. “Y/N!” His breaking voice and pleading eyes brought tears to your eyes. You saw Will gesture to come around to the side of the bed where he was, so you did. Jay’s eyes following your form as you went. “Hey Jay, how do you feel?”

“A hell of a lot better now that you’re here.” You laughed, “Jay, that was so cheesy. I’m really glad that you’re okay.” You ran your hands through his hair, his soft eyes taking in your face. He sighed and leaned into your touch. “I love you Y/N.” You stroked his face and hair, making him sleepy. “I love you too, Jay. Get some rest, I’ll be here when you wake up.” Jay smiled, sighed, and let his eyes close and his breathing even out.

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I’m not gonna update tonight or on Monday (also some other stuff)

OOC: I’m really hoping to get through as much of the story as I can, I even spent a school night this week making two more comics because I love writing this so much. I’m hoping I can get some stuff done on the weekend, but I’m gonna be away on Monday night and I’m trying to deal with other stressful stuff (homework, college admissions, trying to apply for jobs, stuff like that) so I didn’t update today or yesterday.

Side note, I’m also considering taking a hiatus somewhere in the near future (don’t worry, it probably won’t be for a few months at the very least) The reason being is to give me time to work on an extra special update in the coming story arcs. I want to keep what exactly it is a surprise, so that’s all I’ll say! I’d like to make it a 1,000 follower special if I get to that point, but while I’ve been getting more asks than ever, I haven’t been getting that many new followers. If you guys could just reblog my posts more often to spread the word, that would be awesome!

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Bad, bad Alphonse Capone (Chapter 11)

Cher soldat.

Fandom/Movie/Series/Ect: Night At The Museum

Setting: Larry is still the night guard, several exhibits from the Smithsonian are at the Museum of Natural History

Pairing(s): Eventual Capoleon, Jedtavius, Teddy/Sacagawea

Characters: Al Capone, Napoleon Bonaparte, Ivan the Terrible (Awesome), Larry Daley, Teddy Roosevelt, Sacagawea, Jedediah Smith, Octavius, Ahkmenrah, Shaka Zulu, several Zulu tribe members, Dr. Richard McPhee, several Mobsters, Antonio Villalobos, Mariana Villalobos, Ramón Espina, Doctor Jess McClain, Docteur Alain Chaput, Claude Travere

Genre/Warnings: Some slightly graphic violence, Foul language, Fic inspired by a song, I’ll come up with more tags later

Notes: I listened to the song “Bad Bad Leroy Brown” by Jim Croce about a thousand times and decided I just HAD to make a fic.  The reason Al and the boys get made into color (as a plot point) is so everyone can see what happens to Al.

If anyone is OOC or this reads like a Dick & Jane, this is my second posted fic and I haven’t done much writing in the NATM field. (Disclaimer: I don’t own the song, nor the characters.) (If anything suddenly changes, I had to fix a mistake I missed.)

The title’s translation is “Dear soldier.”

I’m sorry it took so so long to update but I lost my motivation there for a bit, and I finally forced myself to finish this chapter and begin on the next one!

I proofread this thing what feels like five times and I’m honestly so done with it, just message me/comment if you notice any mistakes.

Word count: 1,495

Summary: Al and the boys practically beg (Though they won’t stoop so far as to say they were actually begging.) for him and his gang to be colored up like everyone else.  Finally one day they get a paint-job, despite McPhee’s ever-present paranoia; Capone and the gang being popular in grey-scale.  Several weeks after they finally get what they want, Al gets in a fight, and doesn’t come out of it well.  Luckily for him Napoleon is compassionate enough to put up with Al’s grating personality to help him.

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Napoleon leaves the office next to Al, and makes his way to the usual meeting room.

Napoleon had planned to meet with Frankie and Claude in the meeting room at seven, one hour before the meeting is to take place.

Napoleon and Claude find Frankie there, sitting on a stool and down to some kind of bodysuit at six forty-five.

“Set the trunk there, and return at eight.”

The trunk thunks when it hits the floor, and the soldiers march out and off down the hall.

Claude opens the trunk and pulls out a shirt.  Frankie snatches it from him.

“What’s with you French and puffy shirts, anyway?”

“Frankie, if you had been in Italy during our time, you would be wearing a shirt five times as billowy as this, count yourself lucky.”

Frankie snorts.

“If you say so, Napoleon.”

He bunches it up and almost puts it over his head before Claude manages to stop him.

“Wait, take off the...  Whatever that is you have on.”

Frankie’s eyes widen.

“Are you kiddin’?  You want me to take off my union suit?”

“Oh, so that’s what Al was talking about...  Yes.”

Frankie stares at Claude like he’s turned green.

“But...  I’ll be naked...”

Claude glances over at Napoleon and visibly bites his cheek.

“Not after you put the shirt on.”

“So you go around commando all day, every day?”

Napoleon grins when Claude makes a confused noise.

“Just take it off.”

Frankie sighs and unbuttons the union suit down to his bellybutton, pulls the sleeves off of his shoulders and puts on the billowy shirt, before unbuttoning the union suit the rest of the way and letting it fall out from underneath.

Frankie cups his hands in front of his crotch and both Napoleon and Claude have a hard time not laughing.

Claude hands him a pair of stockings and garters.

“Well I know what these are-”  He shakes the stockings in one hand.  “But not these.”  He shakes the leather garters in the other hand.

Napoleon shakes his head.

“Garters, how else will your stockings stay up?”

Frankie sighs and sits down on the stool, and pulls the stockings on, before wrapping a garter around his thigh.

“No, just below the knee, they’ll slip if you put them around your thighs.”

Frankie buckles the garters on.

Claude pulls a pair of creamy white breeches out of the trunk and hands them to Frankie, who just stares at them.

“Did anyone wear these before me?”

“No, those haven’t been worn.  You draw the tails of your shirt between your legs when tucking your shirt into your breeches, so even if they had been, no direct contact is made.”

While Frankie pulls on his breeches and buttons them, Claude buttons Frankie’s collar and buckles on his stock.

Claude hands him a pair of boots, which he pulls on.

“You are coming together, Frankie.”

“You’d think that, Napoleon.  I feel like an idiot.”

Napoleon sighs.

Claude hands him a waistcoat and coat.

While Frankie puts on and buttons the waistcoat and pulls on the coat, Claude dusts off a hat.

“Great, and a hat too, huh?  Can’t have me besmirching the French army, can you?” 

Claude tosses the hat at Frankie.

“I’m going to round up some of the men, I shall see you momentarily, Général.”

Claude bows respectfully and jogs out of the room.

“So...  Would you prefer I call you ‘Frankie’, or your whole first name while you’re a French soldier?”

Frankie sticks the hat on his head.

“Call me Frankie, Francis, or Francesco, I don’t care.”

“Francis it is.”

Napoleon sees Frankie step on another soldier’s feet again and halts everyone.

“Francis, come here a minute.”

Frankie tromps up and does his best to stand at attention.

“Were you ever in the military?”

“Nah-  I mean no sir.”

Napoleon sighs.

“Francis, I mean no offence, but you’re a terrible soldier."

“That’s why I didn’t get drafted, sir.”

Napoleon points him back in line and continues drills.

Napoleon only stops drilling once Frankie gets the moves correct, mostly.

“You’ve done good today, men.  Find a group, set up your fire, and we’ll eat.”

Every soldier finds his preferred group, leaving only Frankie standing alone in the middle.

“Francis, join this group here.”

Napoleon points toward a group that always sets up in front of his and Claude’s tables.  The whole group looks between themselves and grumbles quietly.  Napoleon give them his best “Try me.” glare.

Frankie leans his gun on the wall and joins the group.

After several minutes of arguing they finally set up their fire, pull out stools, and set up the trivet.

Napoleon hears a mumble behind him and turns around to Al standing in the doorway.

“Hey, Napoleon, wanna talk?”

Napoleon dodges a few soldiers carrying his table and stool, and slips out into the hallway beside Al.

“Is there something urgent?”

“No, just wanted to talk to ya, we didn’t make much conversation while you were changing my bandages tonight.  Sorry for yellin’ at ya when the door was locked yesterday.”

“It’s alright, Alphonse.  Again I am sorry for looking into your life without asking you first.”

“I’m over it.  What all did you learn anyway?”

“The most important would be is when you accidentally insulted a woman and got slashed by her brother, and you hate being called Scarface.”

“It wasn’t much of an accident....”

Several shouts of “Join us, Général!” pulls Napoleon out of the conversation.

“I have to go, I must converse with my men.”

Al nods quickly and turns to walk away.

“Uh, feel free to gather the rest of your men and join us, it’ll be much more interesting with some new company.”

Al turns back, grinning.

“Will do, Napoleon.”

Al salutes and jogs off down the hallway.

A few minutes before food is served, Al and his men show up, hovering awkwardly in the doorway.

Napoleon waves over a few men and has them set up a table and stool next to his own, with a bowl, spoon and knife.  A few more soldiers set up some stools in other groups, away from Frankie.

Johnny, Tony and Ralph all find stools among the soldiers, while Napoleon waves Al over.

“Sit, sit, we’re about to eat!”

Al shuffles over and sits down.  The stool creaks underneath him, and Al winces.

 “They do that all the time, we’ve only had one break so far, do not worry u mo amicu.”

 Al grins a little and drums on the table softly with his fingers.

“So what are we eating?”

A soldier comes around with a pot and a ladle, and pours bean soup in their bowls, Napoleon first, then Claude, and finally Al. 

 Another soldier comes up with a plate of bread slices next half of a loaf, and a small platter with butter on it.  He sets the half loaf and the butter on Napoleon’s table, and three slices each on Claude’s and Al’s tables. 

 “Soupe de haricots and bread.”

Napoleon watches Al out of the corner of his eye, and notices him glance several times between his and Claude’s tables and Napoleon’s table.

“You sure get preferential treatment, eh Napoleon?”

There it is, the judgement.  Napoleon sighs loudly.  He waves over a soldier carrying platters and takes two, dividing the butter into thirds and giving both Al and Claude one.

“Général Sir, you know I don’t want butter on soupe de haricots night.”

Napoleon stares at Al as Claude slides the platter back to Napoleon’s table.

“If you want anything else, feel free to insult me again.”

“I didn’t...  I’m sorry.”

“Un-training the etiquette is harder than just asking for something.  Your apology is accepted.”

A third soldier comes up with three wine glasses and a bottle of wine.  He sets the glasses down and pours the wine in the same order, Napoleon, Claude, Al.  He sets the wine bottle on Napoleon’s table and walks off.

Al picks up his glass indelicately and sniffs it, a puzzled look on his face.

“Is it no good?”

“Nah...  it’s just, I’m not good at identifying wine.”

“By the way you are holding that glass, I can tell you don’t drink it much.”

Al chuckles quietly.

“So...  How’s Frankie been doin’?  Hopefully he didn’t accidentally stab anyone.” 

“He came close a few times, but no injuries, aside from squashed toes.”

“Mmm.  He didn’t mouth off to you at all did he?”

Napoleon cuts off a chunk of bread and butters it thoroughly.

“Fortunately no...  Any more pain?”

“Nah, just tingly if I bump my neck.”

“That’s good.”

Napoleon spoons some bean soup on his bread and eats it.

Al snorts quietly.

“Nice, I do that too.”

Al spoons a big pile of beans on his own bread and manages to fit it in his mouth.  Napoleon tries not to laugh when bean juice drips down Al’s chin.

Napoleon watches Frankie conversing with the other men in his group.

Translations:

Général = General

Soupe de haricots = Bean soup

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OOC // *Sparkles*

TODAY IS A VERY GOOD DAY.

Monday evening I wrote the self-insert fic to channel my tension about my meeting with my thesis-writing teacher/coach. I didn’t have a thing to show her. I felt really worried about this!

Tuesday morning I was fighting with my brain. I won, emailed my teacher. I went to university library at midday. It was crazy busy there because of the exam weeks of other faculties. It took me an hour to get a computer, and then my PC was next to an empty pc.           By nine in the evening, the person had been absent finally returned. I whisper-scolded him for occuyping a PC, but he was blond and blue-eyed and gorgeous and arrogant and wasn’t regretful at all, so of couuuurse I immediately liked him. Next moment we’re huddling close and whispeing jokes and discussing museum collections and theoies on the legitemacy of collected works. Everything just clicked, you know?              Soon we were whispering with our head close enough to almost kiss. Man, he was charming. And caught my name when my housemate stopped by as a break from he work. We fired jokes at the speed of an Olympic ping-pong ball match. “Coffee in an hour,” we said, and got to work. We played the “I’m not looking but I’m checking you out ;)” game. Felt good.           I finished my thesis workplan, felt ready for the next day. Now I did have a thing to show my thesis teacher/coach! Big success! Prince Chaming and I had a coffee and a few good laughs and he’s got my number now. Nothing will come from it, I think. He’s not tall enough to my liking.

Now today my talk with my teacher was AMAZINGLY FUN. You must know that I’m sort of smitten with her - she’s definitely a role model I make heart-eyes to. She’s a celebrated published author, and a top-quality teacher, and smarter than I can keep up with (so I just record parts of our talk so I can listen it back later).            Last year I’d mentioned that I had written some fanfiction of the videogame she loves/teaches a course about. Last thesis talk she TOTALLY set up a plan to baited me, first showing me her fanfics and then telling me I could only read it if I showed her my fanfiction. This time I discussed the premise of my fanfic with her, and all of a sudden she’s holding back! I swear this is drip-feeding me because she’s having a go at me! I’m laughing so hard.            I want to write really good, and get feedback from her on my writing. In the past she has repeatedly asked for some of my work, but I’ve always been withheld. Now I feel like I have the time and energy to work on something. She laughed out loud at heaing th pemise. She said she wanted to read the entire thing, not just the first chapter. I feel so special! She gave me a limit of 10k though, which is more than fair. :D  I think I’ll push The Unpromised Land to the side and get started on this 10K fanfic ahahaha. Should be done in April. ;D          I offered to sit down with her some other time and brainstorm on how she can get her presence as a writer more “out there” since her publishing house does not do that for her very much. I have a diploma in “graphic design advertisement&media” and experience as a cosplayer, so I’d love to share somee ideas and insights. It would be good training for my own career. By the way, her publishing house is up up up there, one of (if not THE) best for “my” genre of fiction in the Netherlands. She writes in my genre but has like 40 years more experience hahaha ^___^;;; So if I (and now I am dreaming boldly) could get a foot between the door of that publishing house via her, I would be so happy I could glitter.            The chat about the thesis went well. :D I know what to do, and I have a month to do it. My teacher made th OAO face when I told her that I’d gotten almost the double amount of study points in half a year. She said she was proud of me! She was super proud that I had followed her (and Lilly’s) writing advice and ALSO wrote that book in November. She was super duper mega impressed.

This I fixed my bicycle, was flited with by a random 40-year-old-man who looked fabulous “nice smile <3″ and I brought a blind man (by the arm) from the bus stop to the train station platfom. I’ve sat in the sunshine that felt like spring.

I look AWESOME by the way. LIke a rock chick, with big hair and boots and shirt the colour of sand. My leggings and leather bodice are super tight. Red lips by Chanel.  Perfume: La Nuit Trésor by  Lancôme. No wonder yesterday’s guy and today’s fabulous man flirted with me! I am declaring these my war clothes, 

I look and feel gorgeous! 

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Roleplaying/Writing

My favorite muse(s) of theirs and why:

BUCKLE UP FRIENDS, because I am still very shy when it comes to Naka, but I love all her muses to fucking bits. The worst about this is you told me not to tell others about your muses to let them find out by themselves, how am I supposed to reply to this.Okay, my favourite muse of yours is CONSTANTLY changing because I am a firm believer that your entire pantheon of muses is one of the most unique, and brilliant, and incredible group of characters + storyline + universe I’ve ever had the pleasure to encounter, so I’m just always ‘ugh so perf’.I love Kihoon and everything he does (would you actually have me using ‘they’ pronouns hold up), I love Kaede and how brilliant everything about her powers is, I love Ambroise and his backstory no matter how tragic because it is so incredible and so unique and he’s, gosh, I love Malaika because she’s such a strong mom and so important, and I love Canon because she’s got such a fucked up family and watching her be the way she is is so freaking interesting, I just love everything and I can’t put it into words I am so sorry jesus I just, there’s so much.There’s so much and I love it so much? I love all your muses because of how they work together, because of what they do, because of how FUCKING DIVERSE they all are, because of the storyline that connects them, because of the brilliant concept of your blog, because of their blood, because of how even by putting them in groups like sins and cards, everyone has their own way of standing out and rising above everything they are and aren’t, and everyone is so defined in who they are and how they act and react, how Kihoon speaks compared to how Ambroise curses, JESUS, I could talk for ages.But I did realise yesterday, actually, while talking to you, that Ambroise is probably my fave. I’m gravitating towards Gilbert at the moment because I’m curious about him, but Ambroise will always hold a special place in my heart. 

My favorite interaction/thread of theirs:

With me or with others? I love our Hoon & Ambroise interactions because it’s very important to me (I think Amber’s the first of your muses I interacted with on dcmnation?). The way I got to slowly start to learn about everything your blog is about, the way having Hoon interact with Ambroise really helped me better define who he is as a person and even helped me come up with a backstory for him, the way that writing against Ambroise better prepared me for when threads go into completely unexpected directions, I think having Hoon interact with Amby seriously helped me grow as a writer.

My thoughts on their unique characterization/interpretation of their muse(s):

Fuck. FUck. It is… it is simply brilliant. Their backstories, their personalities, the reason they are here today and how it all came to be, once you find out about it you realise how incredible and huge and astounding it all is.

My thoughts on their writing style as a whole:

Em, perfect? I mean, it is so recognizable, and so incredible, and you play around with formats and bold and cursive like I dunno but the way you use the entire English language to convey what your characters are up to is the best.

Situation(s)/Plot(s) I’d love to see their muse(s) in:

I’d like to see them in action owo All those things you told me they’re capable of, I’d love to see that happen. But not only!

Someone else I love seeing them interact with:

At the very moments there are definitely a bunch, I still enjoy Canon’s interactions with Sanji, Kaede’s interactions with Walter are SOO freaking intriguing omg, that plot you have with Kihoon and the bodyguard, oh boy I wish I could remember the urls of your partners so I could tag them here but they got quite a bunch of ‘c’ and ‘x’ in places I don’t remember them

Anything else I want to say about their roleplaying:

That I wish anyone out there would hit her up for roleplaying because it is SO WORTH IT, no matter if the plot may scare you off for a moment, it is so worth it.

If We Know Each Other

What I Think Are Their Best Qualities:

I think, and I say I think because I don’t want to like cross a line here and assume, she’s very reliable. She’s kind and understanding, she meets you halfway, she never judges you for having to ask two or three more times because you didn’t get the answer the first couple times, she shares the things she likes (i see this as an awesome quality because I adore watching people talk about the things they enjoy) and welp, I dunno, I just like her entire being.

What I Think Are Their Strengths:

Probably that she does things she wants to do with her muses without asking anyone’s permission (not when others are involved of course). I don’t know if I’m right, or wrong, and I am terribly sorry if I’m assuming something here, but I don’t have the courage to do half the things you do, and I really admire you for throwing your characters around however you want.

A Memorable OOC Interaction Of Ours:

Can’t pick one out, I like interacting with her ooc so I don’t remember one interaction over another :3

Why Others Should RP With Them:

Because her world-building is fantastic, her characters have a tonne of things to offer, and she herself seems to be such an easy-going person, who seems to stay firm in her beliefs no matter what which I love and admire because y’know I for one had only one instance where someone tried to convince me to ignore one of my rules and I almost relented because I can’t say no, so that’s cool.

How Others Should Approach Them:

Respectfully! And keep in mind that everyone has a life outside of Tumblr and is their own person and should be respected as such. She’s older than me and I have no right to say I’d like to defend her from shit, but if you fuck her over and she involves me, shit will go down.

Other Roleplayers I’d Recommend To Them:

Hmm, @littlcstarling  ‘s got a bunch of interesting muses that you might like or feel like you can have your bunch of muses play around with (not in the literal sense, but even then); @oflegendaries has a HUGE repertoire of muses and they’re all incredibly interesting both the canon they choose to portray and their original characters there’s a lot to choose from and looking at their Eliza makes me wanna write a Ham-ham for some reason; @haebxtna  ‘s got a super sweet and interesting character to offer and I love both her and the mun to death so go interact with her once she’s back from her hiatus; @martyrlost because Clarrie’s the best and while the snk characters on the account might not be your thing, she’s got other canon characters to offer, perhaps you’d get along?

Anything else I want to say about them:

Naka is really amazing and I admire her a lot.

If We Have/Plan To Interact Together

A plot I’d like to write with them:

UH, to be honest, I don’t know! :D Anything, really.

A muse I want to introduce to them:

Kihoon! Because we were gonna do that Kihoon v Kihoon thing, and I really would lie to throw another pissbaby at you. Although, Hoon may be a bitch, but he is actually very cooperative, he always ‘dignifies schoolyard taunts with a response’, he can’t not reply. Kihoon has no problem just ignoring someone.

A ship/broship I’d like to propose to them:

Can’t say for sure I got one for this one == I would just really like to interact with as many of your characters as possible!

A thread with them I’m excited about:

The one with Patrick & Gilbert, because I finally pulled through with one of my suggestions, because I’m excited to see Gilbert in action, and because I want to see how far Patrick can go before Gilbert chokes him. Patrick is capable of making just about anyone want to strangle him to death.

Anything else I want to say:

THANK YOU! For supporting me, for writing with me, and for sharing your thoughts and ideas :3

[risrielthron]

What makes a guild appealing?

So @the-news-nerd asked a pretty interesting question here and a few people have chimed in with their responses.  I had a couple of thoughts about this all and shared them under the cut.

I wanted to point out the first thing that was a little misleading about one of the statements before the rant got really into it.

The biggest thing that stands out to me is really how SIMILAR all the guilds here are.

And my thought is that yes, on the surface they do appear similar and they do seem to have had a militaristic flair, but I also know that each guild probably has very unique stories. And there in lies the problem with recruitment that I believe @enigmatic-elegance touched on in his post.

If you are seriously looking for a guild or for guild members then you have to do the work.

Yesterday, I went with the intention of putting up a banner and talking to people about what The Royal Courier was, but then I saw it was slow going at first. So I walked up to @blairsoulfire who I know and RP’d out Risri asking questions as the idea for today’s article came together in my mind. My thought being maybe if some of the unguilded heard the answers to my questions, it might spark interest for the guild I was talking with. I’m not sure if it did or not, but hey I RP’d with some people who might not have known about the paper as I moved about the courtyard and tried to talk to as many guilds as I could before I had to leave for the next event.

This is where the guild doing the work comes into play. There was opportunity yesterday to not only stand in your spot and recruit but also send some of your guildies out into the crowd and engage those unguilded milling about. Direct them to your guild’s “booth” if they showed interest.

A simple, “Hi, are you here to find work or are you looking to gather more to your cause?” directed at people you can see are unguilded would have sparked RP, and the fact that you approached them? Well, that would have put a big checkmark in their mind. Even if the character they had there right now wasn’t a good fit, maybe they are thinking about what character they have that is or maybe they just make a friend that they remember later.

So, I think the event was well attended. I don’t know how many if any actually recruited anyone, or if maybe some point later this week they might recruit from someone who was there. I will go to the next one and see who is there and try to talk to any I didn’t get a chance to this time.

It’s not going to be your primary recruitment drive, but it does get you out there and it does show off you and your guild’s RP enthusiasm.

Thanks for reading all that.

I’ll try to answer the final questions quickly: What about your guild made you join? What made you stay? Is it solely the community? The themes? The Plot? Or something else? 

I’m gonna talk about some of the guilds I’ve been in the past or have characters in (other than Risri). Usually, I put one of my characters in a guild because I want to RP with those people who I have been fortunate to meet through Risri. What keeps me there is the level of interest and activity that I find. Some of that is on me cause I get shy, but some is also on the others in the guild. But of all the guilds I have been a member, the two that I felt had the best things were ones that I had either an OOC falling out with or just lost the drive to RP the plot they had going as Risri took my interest again.

My final thought, don’t judge your guild by how many members. Judge it by the RP you have going on. Is everyone able to be involved? Do they all “know” each other or have ways to fix that if not? What are you doing as an individual to be involved? If you are happy with the answers to those questions, then you have a great guild.

Keep being awesome everyone.

[princepercyschreave]

Random Fic

ooc: I figured I should do something since I apparently made Princess Lillian’s birthday today (or yesterday now haha) 😂 and I just made up random dates but whatever. Also, this one’s for the Charcy shippers 😉

mentions @charlotte-bane​ obviously, and @princeevanschreave​ (but idk if i even need to mention that since it’s me)

Mom’s birthday party is held in one of the main ballrooms, but it’s a pretty sad affair. She said she didn’t want any of the Selected to be there, since they “had nothing to do with her.” But that meant we had to keep the whole party a secret from all the girls in the Selection. Which is hard, because they’re kind of all over the palace right now.

So the main ballroom, which is meant to hold a thousand or more people, was filled with the five of us in my immediate family, Dom, Alina, Aunt Eleanora, Uncle Jameson, and Mom’s family who we don’t really see as often. Mom’s only sister, Aunt Jenna, never had any kids, but she and her husband came to the party along with my grandparents, who, again, we almost never see. All together, we were a small bunch of about 20 people, nowhere near as many as should fit in this ballroom.

I do have to admit it’s decorated pretty nicely, though. There are fake, ancient-looking pillars all around the room, and the waitstaff are all wearing togas--which is actually pretty entertaining to watch. The decorators tried to go with an Ancient Greece theme, since Mom and Dad are both so obsessed with that time period--if my name and the names of my siblings haven’t clued you into that, then I’m not sure what else you need.

I stand in the corner of the room, trying my hardest not to make eye contact so I can slip out as soon as possible. It’s not that I don’t want to support my mom, I just don’t think we need this elegant of a party for such a small group. And we’ve been here all day already. It started with breakfast, which was the same as always with all the Selected, then all the royals slipped away into the ballroom as soon as the Selected started to head back to their rooms or the Women’s Room. I just barely managed to catch up with Aricia before she disappeared so I could tell her to meet up with me some time soon. Then I made my way into the ballroom. We gave our presents and sang Happy Birthday, and then it was time for lunch. We had this huge, completely unnecessary, meal for just the small group of us, and we didn’t even come close to finishing all that food. A waste, if you ask me. Now everyone’s been sitting at the dining table they set up, just talking and catching up for the last hour. I see no reason for me to be here. I have better things I could be doing.

I notice that no one has looked my way in a while, and I figure this is as good a time as any to leave. So I quickly back out of the room and shut the door quietly behind me. I only manage to take a few steps before I hear someone exit the ballroom behind me.

“And where do you think you’re going?” Evan’s deep voice asks.

I turn around slowly. “Just... getting some air, of course.”

Evan sighs. “Come on, Percy. It’s Mom’s birthday. At least show a little respect.”

“I did show my respect. I don’t know why we have to “show our respects” all day! There aren’t enough of us to carry that much conversation. It’s boring.”

“Oh, and you have such better plans to go to? What are you going to do? Go flirt with every single girl in the Selection some more? Honestly, show a little class.”

“Oh, like you’re so much better! I saw you leaving the palace with Kat the other night!” I yell.

Evan’s face flushes. “That’s different. I’m not trying to pursue her or anything. We were just surfing.”

“Well, maybe I’m not “pursuing” any of them, either! Maybe we were just talking!” I can’t believe he’s bringing this up like he’s so much better than me. He’s not better than me just because he’s so boring and follows rules that haven’t even been set yet. So I like to have fun? Sue me.

“I’m pretty sure no one believes that,” Evan responds, crossing his arms over his chest.

Whatever. I’m so done with this. “Fine. I’m leaving. Bye.” I don’t wait for his response as I turn and storm down the hall back toward my room.

As I’m walking back to my room, I just turn and punch the wall. I’m so sick and tired of Evan bossing me around about everything. He’s not better than me, we’re just different. Why can’t he see that I’m doing just fine on my own?

I’m too wound up to just go back to my room, but I can’t go back to Mom’s party now. Everyone would know I’d left and I’d have to come up with some kind of excuse. I start walking and let my feet take me where they will.

I stop in front of a door. I know whose door this is, but I’m hesitant to knock. I really want to knock, but I’m worried about her response. But when have I ever let nerves stop me from doing something? I knock on the door.

“Just a sec!” She calls from inside her room, and I smile at the sound of her voice. I hear her feet as she runs over to the door and opens it. Her face, that had been smiling for those few breaths before she recognizes, falls into a frown. “Oh,” she says.

“What? You’re not happy to see me?” I ask, putting a hand on my chest sarcastically. “I’m so hurt.”

“Just surprised is all,” she says. She leans her head out of her door and looks around. “Why are you here, exactly?”

I hesitate. “I just... wanted to see you, is that a problem?”

“Um, n-no it’s not. You wanted to see me?” She asks like she can’t even believe it’s a possibility. If she only knew.

I smile at her confusion. “Yeah, I did. I just... haven’t had the best day and needed to see a pretty face.” I take a little look into her room. “Can I come in?” I ask hesitantly.

I fully expect her to refuse, but she has an odd look on her face and says “Sure.” She motions for me to come inside and I do. She closes the door as I sit down in one of the chairs. “What happened?” She asks.

I sigh. “Evan’s just been stressing me out all day,” I begin. I tell her all my grievances and complaints about Evan and everything he does to try to show that he’s better than me. I can’t believe how patient and caring she is as she sits and listens to me rant. Finally, I realize that I really didn’t want to come to Charlotte’s room just to talk about Evan.

“Whatever. Let’s not talk about this sad stuff anymore. Let’s talk about something fun,” I finally say, changing the subject.

“Are you sure?” Char asks me, looking like she’s trying to make sure I’m really okay.

I smile. “Absolutely.”

She smiles back at me, and it lights up the room. “Alright, what counts as fun?”

“How about the awesome date I’m working on for you?” I smirk.

“Awesome date? Yeah, okay, Percy.” She laughs.

“Oh, it’ll blow any other date you ever go on way out of the water. Which reminds me, do you want the spectacular date before or after your boring date with Dom?”

“Oh gosh, the options. How will I ever choose? How about never; I’d like to not be killed, thanks.”

“Well, the date will be to ‘die for,’” I smile at my own joke.

“Do I get any hints?” She asks.

I think about it. “Well, we won’t be leaving the palace grounds like Evan and his stupid secret date.”

Char rolls her eyes. “You’re unbelievable.”

“What?”

“Whilst failing to give me a helpful hint, you also managed to insult your brother in the process.”

I laugh. “I’m great at multitasking,” I say as I wink.

She laughs back. “Clearly. What else are you good at?”

“I think the better question is what aren’t I good at?”

“Being humble, to answer your question.”

I smirk at her cleverness. “Touché.”

“Well, it is what I do best.”

“What? Being gorgeous and amazing at the same time? Seems we’re both good multitaskers.” I wink at her again.

She looks like she’s barely containing a laugh. “You, my dear, are a senseless flirt. Is this what you say to all the ladies here?”

I pause like I’m thinking about it. “Mmm, not all of them. You’re pretty special, angel.”

Char’s face seems to sober up a little. “You know close to nothing about me, Perseus.”

I lean closer to her so she sees I’m being serious. “I know enough, and I’d like to know more if you’ll give me a chance.”

“Here’s your chance. Ask me anything. And I’ll ask you something in return.”

“Why don’t you seem to want to give me a real chance?” I ask.

“Um... I don’t know. Why do you want one?”

I try to find the words to best make her understand. “I don’t know. You just... intrigue me. I mean... ok, well you may have heard me say that I plan to travel the globe in a year or two and just... see everything. Enjoy myself. You seem like the type of person who would enjoy that as much as me and I’d... like someone like that to come with me. And maybe as... more than just a friend.”

Charlotte hesitates, like she’s not sure how to respond at first. “You’ve mentioned before that Dom gave consent to this--taking to the Selection. Does that still stand?”

I feel a burst of hope rise in my chest, and I fight to keep it down so I don’t get hurt. “As far as I know,” I manage to get out.

“Okay. Then... where? Where in the world?”

I smile, though I’m still not sure she’s fully accepted the offer yet. “Everywhere, I guess. There have been a few places, especially around Europe, that I’ve been before and I’d like to go back, but I’ve never been to New Asia, so I’d like to go there. And Africa, too. And I don’t know where else, I just want to see it all and have fun doing it.”

Charlotte smiles. “I like that idea. I haven’t done a lot, really anything at all in life.”

I feel like standing up and dancing around the room, but I know she’ll look at me crazy and probably change her mind if I do. “You seem like you need a bit of an adventure.”

“I’d agree to that. What kind of adventure, though?”

“Whatever kind you want, angel.” I just still can’t believe she’s agreeing to go with me.

Char laughs, and I’m starting to love the sound of it. “Oh, the possibilities! You really like adventure, don’t you?”

“Absolutely,” I say breathlessly. “So... about that date...”

“Yes... that date.”

I take a breath. “Is it... I mean... are you okay with it?” I know she agreed to go traveling with me, but that could still be as friends. It doesn’t necessarily mean she wants to... date me.

Char purses her lips. “Why not?”

I’m happy she’s agreeing, but I wish she were more excited about it. “So... before or after your ‘date’ with Dom?”

“Umm... before? That sounds reasonable.”

“Alright, I’ll start finishing up the arrangements then. I guess I’d better go... unless you’ll allow me to stay?” I give a hopeful smile, but I hope I’m not pushing things too far.

“Stay in what way, dear lord.”

“Just that it’s getting late, and it’s SUCH a far walk back to my room...” I grin, so she knows I’m joking.

“Exercise is healthy, dear,” she smiles back.

“So you are kicking me out?”

“Do you need an escort?”

“Hmm, you know I think I might.”

“Should I call a guard?”

I sigh. I knew she wasn’t actually going to walk with me. “No. I’ll... see you later, Charlotte?”

“Sure... later. Unless you would like me to walk with you?”

“Only if you want to. I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do.”

“Sweet sentiment, but I’d love to escort you. I wouldn’t want you getting hurt.”

I grin jokingly. “It’s good to know you care.”

“I’m sure. Shall we?”

She extends her hand, just for me to hold, I’m sure, but I lift it to my lips and place a chaste kiss before lowering our joined hands to our sides.

“Let’s go,” I say, smiling at the blush forming on her cheeks.

Her eyes widen, but she only says, “Alright then, let’s.”

I smile as we walk back to my room. I guess this wasn’t such a bad day, after all.

[the-yunhaneul]

OOC WEEK: DAY THREE

RAPID FIRE:

Tea or coffee?

Stars or planets?

Sun or moon?

Black or white?

The zoo or the aquarium?

Drama or comedy?

Thriller or adventure?

Short walks to the fridge or long walks on the beach?

Indoors or outdoors?

Animals or plants?

Time alone or time with others?

Introvert or extrovert?

Silence or music?

Darkness or light?

Cats or dogs?

Dancing or being the wallflower?

Right or left?

Werewolves or vampires? ;)

Dressing stylishly or dressing comfortably?

Sunrise or sunset?

Lead or follow? Both

Optimist or pessimist? Both :’)

Staying up late or waking up early? Both, I’m a nutter.

Speaking up or staying silent?

White lies or brutal honesty?

Ask for permission before doing the stupid thing or ask for forgiveness after doing the stupid thing?

LONG FORM:

Pet peeves: Untidiness, people who fight for one cause by tearing down other causes, people who make tea/coffee and put the milk in first ‘cause it’s ridiculous and the hot water helps extract the flavours more and it’s just so not right especially with tea, the current ‘big eyebrows’ fashion phase. Ok so last one, hear me out, because it sounds petty as heck but I have naturally dark, thick brows and I was literally bullied for it and teased and my self esteem especially in high school was so fucking low because one feature- my eyebrows- was enough for other people to take the piss, and now all those same people jumped onto the idea of faking what they teased me for naturally having. So maybe it’s not the trend in general but the fact that those experiences have made me find it really off-putting? Though tbh if people want to do that then it’s their choice and what not, I’m all for people being able to look however they want etc. I guess it just urks me that fashion trends in general can turn people into such hypocrites? Not everyone, of course :’) But yeah, people can do whatever and look however they like but I’m not overly fond of it or how much money people spend on it.

Bad habits: Leaving tea to brew and then forgetting about it and finding a cold mug like an hour later and wondering why life hates me, saving up money for ages and then suddenly being like ‘wow ok so I have too much and should probably spend it’, crushing on celebrities too much, falling in love with animated characters and being like ‘what is your life and why do they draw Ariel so beaut?’ annndddd gosh, I dunno probably about 10000000000 more that I can’t think of off the top of my head.

Favourite scents (your amortentia!): Citrus, gimme anything lemon tbh.

Favourite animal: I like pigs, snakes and all cats. Also elephants. Tbh I like a lot of animals.

Favourite colour: Purple or green.

Favourite place to go (local or otherwise) (photos get bonus points): There’s this gorgeous Waterstones (a bookstore if you didn’t know) on Deansgate and it’s just lovely and everyone in there is very helpful and wonderful plus just books everywhere, the smell of them is enough to make me emotional. Similarly further down Deansgate is the John Rylands Library, you can look around and basically it looks like Hogwarts, it looks more like the Hogwarts library than the actual library in the films does, it’s gorgeous and they have a gift shop with awesome little trinkets and generally cool stuff, I got a mini book from there called ‘How To Woo’ and it’s literally a guide to courtship, it’s lovely. There are some pictures below of the main reading room, it’s gorgeous.

Favourite meme: Gosh erm do you remember the one where it was like a character saying they didn’t like another character and then trips and hundreds of photos of the second character come tumbling out of their pockets? And it was like a thing where they were scrambling to get them up like ‘no don’t like them at all’ because I feel like that is me trying to hide my shameful celebrity obsessions.

Do you have any creative or artistic abilities?: I think I’m a decent writer?? I hope XD And I would say I’m really quite good at sewing and really love it, I haven’t actually sewn anything in a while but I’m planning to go on a supply hunt soon and get back into it.

Talk about something that made you happy today, yesterday, this week: Key from SHINee did a Facebook live thing a day/two days ago??? It was lovely and he was so cute and it made my life tbh like I don’t deserve those blessed boys. Also SHINee are bringing out a new Japanese album with 12 tracks and the concept is the bonds that tie five people together aka them. Their friendship is just too pure and it gives me life.

Talk about an experience that made you feel proud or confident: Erm... Gosh I’m not completely sure, I’m gonna be honest and admit for the last... long amount of years... I’ve struggled with a lot of mental health shit annddd I struggle to think of things I’ve done in that time that I’m truly, honestly proud of? That sounds super sad and gross but I think the truth is I’ve let a lot of this mental health crap dictate a lot of my decisions over the last few years in particular and I’m not at all proud of that, I feel like I’ve missed out on so much because I couldn’t get a grip of my issues. I would say though, actually, one thing I am rather proud of is I think particularly over the last few years I’ve been a pretty great big sister, I have one younger sister and I feel like I’m trying hard to provide her with a lot of information and give general support in a way that I personally felt like I didn’t always get. I think being part of a different generation to my mum meant a lot of things I know now I had to learn by myself and discover alone whereas I’ve always tried to keep my sister very informed and I think because of that she’s probably a lot more confident and self-aware than I was at her age.

Talk about something/someone that makes you feel relaxed: Tea always makes me feel relaxed, when I have an anxiety or get into a mental slump sometimes it, rather ridiculously, feels like the one thing I can control? I can put the kettle on, make a cup of tea and just watch shitty TV and hold one of my collectable mugs and for a little while things don’t feel so bad ‘cause I’ve got tea and I’m at home safe and well.

Talk about something you’re yet to try for the first time but want to: Dating, I guess. I’ve never really dated partly because I was very focused on my education while at school but also because tbh my confidence is fucked. I do struggle with getting out there, I get anxiety over the most ridiculous things, most social situations make me uncomfortable so I’ve never really had the opportunity to date and although I don’t in any way believe I need to be in a relationship to ‘complete’ my life, I think there are a lot of things about my sexuality and romantic orientation I’m still not secure in and it would be nice to, at some point, get to explore that more?? Also I dunno I’m a hopeless romantic, I like to think I’ll meet someone at some point but it’d be nice if I got to a place of security within myself where I felt I could go out and meet people and open myself to that kind of connection.

Who are your role models and why: My grandparents actually because I just think they’re amazing. My granddad is so knowledgeable, he knows so much about so much, and he’s always encouraged me to work hard for things. My grandma is just lovely, she’s so caring and genuinely eager to just see me be happy and healthy, she’s wonderful. More than that both of them have always been my biggest supporters, of course my mum is great but my grandparents have never really doubted me, they’ve always told me I have so much capability and even now, when they know I’m in a shit place mentally, they’ve never given up on the idea that I have so much potential and will eventually find my way into using it.

Talk about something you want to do this year: I’d like to basically get into a better mental state, don’t get me wrong in some ways I feel like I’ve come a long way and even though it’s taking a long time I do feel like I am capable of eventually moving past this stage in my life but it’d be nice to finish 2017 feeling more mentally strong than I finished this year :’)

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OOC WEEK: DAY THREE

RAPID FIRE:

Tea or coffee? Tea. I get this really great tea from this place in the farmer’s market here. I currently have an iced lemon cake & a Hawaiian Sunset tea. They’re amazing. 

Stars or planets? Planets. I’m a planets person! 

Sun or moon? Moon. I love the moon with all my being. 

Black or white? Black. I look much better in black than white. Plus my cat is black, so that cat furr totally 

The zoo or the aquarium? Animals living free away from human interference. Neither, to be honest. I love animals too much to put them in captivity like that. 

Drama or comedy? A difficult decision, but drama wins by just a hair. Mostly because a lot of what I watch has drama in the title. I watch more crime drama than anything else. 

Thriller or adventure? Adventure. 

Short walks to the fridge or long walks on the beach? I love to walk, but like... not really on the beach. 

Indoors or outdoors? Although it depends on the day, to be honest. I love being outside. 

Animals or plants? I cannot keep plants alive to save my life, but it’s always been a dream to have an apartment with white walls, & plants hanging on every nook and cranny in the place. 

Time alone or time with others? I love being alone. I mean... as long as my cat is with me.

Introvert or extrovert? I think the above question answers why I’m an introvert.

Silence or music? Both, really. There are times when I just like to listen to the sounds of the house. But there are also times where I love listening to music. 

Darkness or light? Except when I’m trying to write or read. 

Cats or dogs? I know I have a dog, buttttttt.... my cat is the love of my life. If she were an actual person, I’d marry her. 

Dancing or being the wallflower? Although it depends on the people I’m with, because I will dance if I’m with certain people. 

Right or left? I write with my left hand, so I guess left. 

Werewolves or vampires? Both are good. I have started to have an appreciation for vampires because of the Lore podcast. The first episode was about vampires, but there have been several on people that transform which are ALWAYS fascinating. Literally this podcast is my life. Check this podcast out, you won’t be sorry. My favorite is this episode about lighthouses.

Dressing stylishly or dressing comfortably? I say as I’m sitting here... in my Grace Potter shirt, my Hamilton sweatshirt, sweatpants, & neon socks.

Sunrise or sunset? I think the sunset colors are prettier.

Lead or follow? Yikes, depends on the situation, but most of the time, leader. 

Optimist or pessimist? There’s no doubt about that.

Staying up late or waking up early? I say... as I go to bed before midnight every night except Thursday.

Speaking up or staying silent? I’ll often get into fights for just saying what I feel in a situation, especially if something is disgusting. 

White lies or brutal honesty? I mean... I’m a compulsive liar, but... I normally tell the truth to people... most of the time. Depends on the human.

Ask for permission before doing the stupid thing or ask for forgiveness after doing the stupid thing? Kind of neither. I don’t really do anything that others would consider stupid. 

LONG FORM:

Pet peeves: human existence. I mean, I don’t get annoyed by people often, unless they are just being assholes. Like for instance the people that ask “how can you be vegan & pro-choice” LISTEN ASSHOLE, you’re asking for a fight. Other than people asking questions that are obviously just looking to pick my thoughts and opinions on stuff apart, I am super not annoyed by people. 

Bad habits: I pick at my cuticles, so a lot of the time my fingers start to bleed.

Favourite scents (your amortentia!): Burning wood, Sunkist ( like oranges are good, but sunkist smells amazing ), my cat, lemons. A few of my favorite  scents. I also like lavender, mint, & rosemary. 

Favourite animal: Cats, but don’t tell my dog. I have a lot of favorite animals, but cats are so adorable. 

Favourite colour: Green is my favorite color. 

Favourite place to go (local or otherwise) (photos get bonus points): Honestly, I don’t have any local places that I go because the area I live in is sort of... boring. In New York, there’s this comic book shop I always go to. So probably that’s one of my favorite places. I’ll post some pictures at the bottom.

Favourite meme: ??? I’m not up to date on all the memes, so I don’t really have a favorite. 

Do you have any creative or artistic abilities? Yes, I do! Besides writing, I do watercolors. I can’t draw as well, but I love watercolors. Also, sometimes I knit & I’m learning to make my own soaps because a lot of homemade soaps aren’t vegan??? 

Talk about something that made you happy today, yesterday, this week: It snowed over the weekend! We were supposed to get 7 inches, though it turned out to only be about 4 or 5, but it snowed. I live in North Carolina, so snow doesn’t always happen every year, or not a big snow at least. I just love winter weather so much. 

Talk about an experience that made you feel proud or confident: To be honest, I don’t really know what to put here. I’m not a very prideful person or confident for that matter. 

Talk about something/someone that makes you feel relaxed: Dungeons & Dragons is the only thing that really relaxes me. I have two characters. One of them, Nico Thornbrush, is a halfling ( basically they’re hobbits, but they’re only 3 feet. ) fighter, that recently started to become a paladin -- or holy warrior. He’s only 20 years old, barely old enough to leave home, but he’s just so good... just such a cinnamon roll. But he’s dumb & doesn’t reallly believe in death. My other character though... is a whisper gnome named Ludovic Silvermist -- he goes by Ludo -- ( because I wasn’t allowed to name him Ronald without getting judged ). He’s a trickery cleric, that isn’t very devout to his goddess -- he kind of hates her. He’s all about them lies & deception to get him ahead. He used to be an orphan until a priest took him in. He has a rat named Scabbers that he occasionally talks to because it’s his best friend.

Talk about something you’re yet to try for the first time but want to: Skydiving. 

Who are your role models & why: Okay, so I have a lot of role models. But I’m just going to put a few here, since I don’t want to write novels. 

Matthew Mercer - Matthew is such a great person. I could probably go on & on about the things he’s done that have really inspired me & made me think he’s such a great person, but it would be a novel. If you have played more than one video game, chances are that Matt was a voice in it. He’s got over 300 IMDB credits. Seriously... & his fiance Marisha Ray is very involved with getting better working conditions for voice actors. Matt is that over achieving person that you just want to deck in the face, but he’s so sweet you just can’t bring yourself to do so, but he’s also an evil genius, so there’s that. He always reminds everyone to have faith that everything will work out. Even if it’s about his game, it still translates into real life. He’s created so much & done such a good job at inspiring others to create that I just look up to him for that reason alone.

Practically the entire cast of Critical Role is a role model to me in some way, so I won’t talk about all of them in detail. 

Obama - I think just saying that is enough. His farewell speech was just so amazing & really says everything about why I look up to him. 

Kieron Gillen & Jamie McKelvie - If you don’t read the series The Wicked + The Divine, I highly recommend it because it’s really good. I’ve met Gillen, McKelvie & their colourist Matt Wilson. They’re all really cool people. They’re doing what the love to do, but not only that, they have brought forward political and social issues into a comic series like I’ve never seen anyone do before. I love how these three are doing what they love, while being very aware of what they are creating & how important diversity representation is in media. I mean seriously, read WicDiv. There are themes of sexism and racism. And cultural appropriation v. appreciation is a huge deal as a whole in the comic. Seriously it’s such a diverse comic, I can’t even begin to describe. Not just with sexuality, but gender as well. I look up to them as a reminder that people are capable of change & even our generation can be pressured into thinking things that aren’t true because of media. 

Basically WicDiv is about these pop stars that are actually gods, but instead of living forever, they only have 2 years to live. Then in 90 years, it happens again. Basically, we’ve been told everyone is going to die by the end of the series. Which means my trash son is going  to die :/

Mara Wilson - seriously, just scroll through her twitter. She tells it like it is. I’m so glad Matilda grew up to be such a wonderful adult.

Talk about something you want to do this year: die. Hmm, I’m not sure. One of the biggest things on my list is to try and go to a live Critical Role show, if they have one. I think it would be really awesome to be able to see this show live. I mean... it’s live every week, but they stream from California. Maybe also one of the Night Vale shows. 

Would not recommend going on a Wednesday if you’re ever in NYC. It’s pretty scary with all the people getting all the new comics. 

[nammyfanficsblog]

Card war avengers - ep.1 : Summer school of Dueling, Here I go!

I was filled with DETERMINATION!!!! to continue this fiction!!! >w< (Watch vrains, arc-v and disk war again)   

CWA in brief : It’s about Avengers trapped in card (Yugioh card) and sent to another dimension where they meet 5 kids, they must save the world from the evil one.

Warning! : The characters belong to their right owners and sorry, if there are many OOC here! = w =

*Flash back scene* In some dimension, There were heroes, who fight for justice and beat the crime, Many of them are doing their job to save people everyday, including The Avengers, Ironman, Captain america, Thor, Loki, Hulk and Wasp, or the mightiest heroes on earth also doing those job. but one day, There was a one different case to solve...

Avengers, the mighty heroes who protect the earth, are now fighting against the most powerful being of the universe. Avengers are not able to stand a chance against him...

"That's can't be...!" Captain america said, while blocking another attack.

"Even our power combined?" Wasp supports, She and her team were giving everything to that attack but it's seem has no effect to him...

*Hulk grunt*

"So, this is the power of greatest being..." Thor said,

"And it's power is increasing! at this rate, we might not able to hold back anymore!" Loki shouts,

Using all power to attack the evil, Avengers are now really tried from fighting but they still not holding back and keep fighting..., The evil that they fought begin to say something...

"You are powerless, avengers!. That's only do me a scratch! Why don't you just give up and run away like others, just look at your pitiful planet...Everyone, everything are now gone. Why do you still fight?"

"We won't give up! and you'll have to go through us first! " Ironman the leader of Avengers interrupts, as others agree with him.

"I already make a easier choice for you but you still reject it? let's see if you can resist this! hehehehehahahaha!" The evil laughs as he generate black-hole like power and engulf all avengers into it...

"What is that?"

"On your guard, everyone!"

"I won't lose!"

*Hulk starting grunting and blocking the attack*

"Loki, start our blocking spell!"

"Roger, brother!"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

...

...

...

...

"Black hole? Oh, crap! it destroys all of my monsters!" Akira Akatsuki said in shocked, he might not able to win if he doesn't have any monster left but instead of shocked, he still grin at his opponent.

"Why you can still smiling?" His opponent asks.

"Black hole might destroy my monsters but that's also destroy yours!" Akira said with confident.

"What?"

"and I still have this! I special summon Red toy knight from my hand!"

"That's can't be!"

"Now, Red toy knight attack him directly! Knight sword's slash!"

Akira's opponent LP is now at 0. and the crowd are cheering for him, It's really great victory. The announcer are shouting "AND THE WINNER IS AKIRA AKATSUKI!"

"I did it! Now I'm the most greatest duelist in the world!" Akira looks at everyone who cheers for him and see that his family also shouting his name together with the crowd...

"AKIRA, AKIRA, AKIRA , AKIRA!" the crowd shouting his name, Akira was really happy...

"AKIRA AKIRA AKIRA"

"AKIRA AKIRA..."

"Akira Akatuski!"

The similair voice shout, that makes Akira wake up from his dream and see his teacher staring from in front of the class and his friends who are surround him are trying to laugh at him.

"That was only a dream? "Akira thought, he was dreaming about being Duelist Champion all along but and somehow act in sleep during his class...he then, gives his teacher a look of "guilty face"

"Y...Yes?..Teacher Hajime.." Akira was really embarrassed, please be nice... is what in Akira's mind right now...

His teacher give a calm angry look to him and it was a uncomfortable aura surround him and cover around the classroom and then his teacher ask,

"Oh, mister champion. I see you have a good dream, But could you tell me what I have said about your holiday again?"

"...I...I think you said, we couldn't wait for it. and have fun with it,...r...right sir?" Akira said with shiver voice as he feels nervous because that's all that he could hear before he sleeps in the class.

"Hmmm, Let's see. Ah, Yes, right. of course, I said that" His teacher said, Akira feels relief but...his teacher still staring at him and talk more,

"And if you are carefully listening, you will hear that I just assign an essay homework to write about your holiday and I would like to hear from you first, Akira Akatsuki"

"Excuse me?...but but..." Akira shocked, he was in real trouble, he thought.

"And if you don't, you know about your grade, right?" Mr. Hajime said with loud but calm voice, hinting that he is really upset for Akira's behavior today.

"Yes sir..." Akira accept with dry giggle, He is really in trouble right now...

after school, some of his friends talking about how they will spend their holiday. Akira doesn't wait to talk with his friend but instead of that, He is in hurry and goes to home quickly before his friends could ask him about his holiday.

"I bet, he forget to send his registration form again"

"You know how reckless he is, always forget something. but he got a huge amount of Luck. maybe he might make it on time."

"I suppose so,"

Akira ran as fast as he could and rush to home. Akira has been waiting for his holiday, so, he could do the thing he loves other than going to his normal school, the dueling. "This time, I will train and become a greatest duelist ever!" he thought, as he running.

When he finally got home, His elder brother, Hikaru Akatsuki , is waiting for him in front of the door.

"How's your day in..." Hikaru said but his brother wasn't listening to him at all.

"Great!" Akira answer him even he was not listening to his brother cause he was really in hurry and then, he goes up to his room.

Hikaru give a sigh with tried expression but he knows that Akira is always being like this and he is his brother after all. so, he just follow him up to his room.

Back in Akira's room, Akira is finding his form for the dueling summer school but it's seem that he couldn't find any...

"Where is it? where is it? where is it? I think I place it here!" Akira is really nervous and angry, He thought that he place it somewhere in his room but he couldn't remember any. He is now searching at his desk, his box, his closet but still can't find any of them.

"If you are finding this, it's right here, Akira." Hikaru entering his room and said, he is holding his brother forms on the left hand.

"Hikaru! you're the life saver!" Akira said, while thanking his brother.

"It would be easier if you just tidying your room, Akira" Hikaru said while showing that Akira is made his room in mess again.

"Ops, sorry Hikaru. But I will do it later ok?"

"and If you want to go, don't forget your duel disk too" Hikaru said while giving him his duel disk and then leave. Akira quickly grab it and changing his clothes for going out. and when he finished. He is checking if he will forget something again, and ready to go out.

"Wait, Akira! Don't you slow little bit down for your brother?" Hikaru said, while running to him. He also get his duel disk and his registration form.

"I am waiting for you don't worry!" Akira notices that Hikaru also changing his clothes "Don't tell me you are going to join the summer school too?" Akira asks, Hikaru doesn't say anything about entering the dueling school before.

"Yes, it might be fun and I got a plenty of time until the high school interview"

"Great! Then, let's go brother!"

"Oh! I almost forget" Hikaru said, while took something from his registration folder. It's was a letter to his brother "It's just arrived before you come home and it's from Dad"

"What? why didn't you tell me earlier? Let's see if dad sent something to me" Akira said, while opening the letter. "Oh, a letter from dad! I will read it"

"Dear, My sons. I'm sorry for not coming home and celebrate your birthday in this year, Akira. The project still need to research and it might take a longer time than I expected. Anyway, I'm hope that you two are doing fine. Hikaru, I own you a big apologize but please take care of your brother for a little longer. and do not worry, I will write to you two often. Love by dad, Nozomu Akatsuki. PS. Akira, I have something for your birthday, just flip this letter to the back"

Akira flip to the back of letter. There were two cards, one is black card and another one is white.

"The monster cards for me? wow! They seems to be really COOL monsters. Dad, you are so AWESOME!" Akira is really happy, Hikaru is smiling too.

"I'm always glad when dad write a letter to us and I bet you are really happy since you got your birthday presents" Hikaku said

"I really am. but it might be great if we could call him, or maybe see him for once." Akira said, he looks like depressed and Hikaru seeing that, He doesn't want his brother to feel sad so,he changes to another topic.

"Oh! Aren't we suppose to hurry? this is the last day of registration! Akira" Hikaru said, hoping that his brother will feel happier.

"Oh right! The duel school! I almost forget! let's hurry, Hikaru!" Akira said after put the new monsters in his extra deck.

"Right right." Hikaru follow him, he glad that Akira is back to be a happy boy again.

After that, Akatsuki brothers went to many school and trying to enter it but it wasn't really get along with their plans...

"Excuse me? is this school full yet?" Akira said with high hope that it wasn't full.

"I'm so sorry, the course is now full. but would you like to enter the next year? I can book it for you two"

"No, thanks. We will..." Hikaru trying to say some nice good bye but Akira is just interrupt him.

"Hikaru, let's go to another!" Akira said while dragging his brother with him.

"Oh, dear. Akira slow it down!" Hikaru said while running with him.

after long search of summer school, Akira and Hikaru find that they're already full since yesterday, some of them just full before they arrived. The Akatsuki brothers are now really tried and hungry. and they took some rest for a while.

"Damn it! Now, I couldn't make my dream came true..." Akira is really tired and upset.

"Chill out, Akira. I think, it will be some left for us" Hikaru tries to comfort his brother

"and I'm really hungry! If I've known that they're all full, I would eat before finding the new one!" Akira said.

Hikaru is also hungry too but he didn't say anything about it, and then he notices that there are a restaurant near them.

"Maybe we could eat something first and start looking again." Hikaru said,

"What are you talking about? is there a restaurant near here?" Akira said, he still angry and hungry and his brother pointing at the restaurant which in front of them to him. "Oh! great! I'm really hungry! let's eat, Hikaru!" He is now happy and It's like a life saver for him since he was so tired and hungry right now.

"Ok! Let's go!"

They enter the resturant, it's quite small like some shop but inside of it isn't bad at all cause it's really clean with some small of light surround the room. The shop owner might like Japanese noodles shop style mixing with home atmosphere.

"Ah, Welcome customers!" The shop owner greet them. "What would you like for today?"

"I would like 2 ramen noodles please." Hikaru orders, Akira is still looking at the menu.

"and 1 super extra double Tempura please!" Akira orders, Hikaru is giving him a look of "That's so expensive Akira!" and Akira is like "I don't care cause I'm really hungry right now!"

"2 ramen noodles and 1 Extra Tempura are coming!" the chief repeat as he was cooking for them.

Another chief coming to serve them and talking with them.

"Let me guess, you two are finding the summer school?" The chief said,

"Yeah, how did you know?" Akira said before he is eating the ramen.

"Having a duel disk on our hands is telling him enough, Akira"

"Hahaha, Yes, you're right, Smart boy. Many customers were doing the same thing as yours. that remind me of my old memories..." The chief said, because seeing his customers has duel disk on hands remind him of his younger day.

"You are speaking like an old man, sir" Akira giving a comment and Hikaru is like "Akira! why do you say something like that?! He doesn't look old at all!" Hikaru is now trying to comfort the chief since his brother's comment is really hurt his nerves...

After talking and eating, the brothers are now full. Hikaru paid for the food and Akira feels so refresh and wants to find another school again.

"All right, Hikaru. Let's go! We still need to find a school for our summer!" Akira feels really confident and happy. He is now ready to move on again.

"Ok, we will get some before the dark!" Hikaru support him, seeing that his brother really eager to go. The brothers are thanking the shop for the food and is about to go outside but the chief that talk with them calling them.

"Hey, wait" The chief said, he notices that he forget to tell the brothers about something.

"What is it?" Akira said,

"Are you still going to find a school? aren't it suppose to be full by now?" The chief said.

"Yes, but we won't stop until we got one" Hikaru said, while Akira is agree with him.

"I think I know some school that still open. and well, My part time job is almost over. I could show you where" the chief said.

Akira and Hikaru feels that it's a good news but they just know this guy and doesn't even know his name. What should they do?

"I know, it's quite awkward. but I just want to help you guys and It isn't really far from here. so do you trust me?" The chief said as he remove his part time clothing off and change into his normal clothing.

"At least, give us your name please sir." Hikaru said, thinking that if something goes wrong he could call the police to catch the bad guy.

"Oh, sorry. My name is Manino Giordani"

"He might be a bad guy, we need to be careful. Akira" Hikaru is whispering to Akira "but he just give us a chance and seems really nice, Hikaru" Akira response. ""Relax, Hikaru. We already talk with him and I have a feeling that he is a nice guy" Akira said, he feels comfortable with this chief and thinking that he might just wanted to help them.

"Ok, Mr. Manino. We trust you so, please show us the way"

"That's spirit, boys, now, please follow me. We will arrive at the school in no time." Manino said while showing the way to that school. "We will walk since it's really close." He adds.

The brothers and Manino were walking to the school, and when they arrive, it was the the building with 3 floors that wasn't quite new but nor too old. There was a sign or at least something like that above the building. "Special Headquarters for Inter-method, ability Enhancing and developing your Learning, Dueling school" "wow! that's really loooooong name" Akira thought.

"and This is it, the school that I'm talking about!" Manino said, he really proud to introduce this school. Hikaru is feel uncomfortable with its look while Akira still amazed about it.

"Are you sure this is the duel school?" Hikaru whispering to his brother again,

"Don't worry, I'm sure that the outside is just a cover but inside is good, Hikaru" Akira still believe that this duel school is going to be great, despite the looks.

"Let's get inside and talk to the principle here, shall we?" Manino opens the door, and let the brothers get inside. Manino gives them a quick tour around this school.

The brothers go inside, seeing that the place is quite tidy and large which surprise to both Akira and Hikaru (Hikaru feels relief that he wasn't tricked by some unknown nice guy) There was 4 rooms in the first floor where they are and There was a big room like a small tennis cord and Akira asked Manino about it.

"That's action dueling room" Manino said "Are you the action duelist, Akira?" He asked Akira since he did interested in it.

"Not quite but I want to learn this course too" Akira answers, He really excited for it even thought he doesn't know what kind of dueling is it.

"Akira, Do you know about the action dueling?" Hikaru asked and Akira give him a look of "I don't really know but I think it's might be fun!" to him.

"It's special kind of dueling which monster and duelist become one and fight together" Manino said "And there was a special card that hidden in the filed which can both assist you or interrupt your opponent" Manino adds, Akira was really amuses for that and wonder if he could try some.

"I wonder if I could do the action dueling, becoming one with monsters, that would be fun!" Akira said, he is dreaming about doing the action duel.

"and what about you?, Hikaru" Manino asks

"Me? Ah, I...I'm not sure about it. I prefer normal dueling I guess...^^; " Hikaru answers,

"I see," Manino answer, Akira then ask for more question like how could you know about it, what kind of summoning method that you teach...blah blah blah. Hikaru look at Akira, seeing that he is really happy about this school made him happy "He seems really happy, I better not to interrupt him." he thought and let them talking, Then, He looks to the opposite room and can see a motocycle and duel disk on it, "A motorcycle and dueling? I think I heard about it somewhere" Hikaru thought but he didn't ask Manino since he is busying explain about this school to Akira.

"Ah, we finally here" Manino said, "I'll go and talk to our principle, so please wait here for a few minutes." He then, enter the room leaving the boys standing there. After that, He then opens the door and shown the man who is wearing a black suit and eye-patch to Akira and Hikaru "Come in boys, Let's meet our principle, Dire...I mean! Mr. Nick Fury" Manino said,

"Greeting, boys. I can see you came here to assign in our school" Nick greets the boys, Hikaru and Akira were giving him a long pause.

"He looks more scary more than a principle" Hikaru thought,

"He looks so AWESOME! It's like he is a commander or something!" Akira thought,

"Why don't you tell me about yourself a little bit, perhaps I can find a suitable teacher for you" Nick continue,

"Hi!, Mr. Fury! I'm Akira akatsuki and I want to assign to your school! I can do only Xyz summon but I'm learning to do more." Akira said without hesitate cause he finally decides to study here and improve his skill. Hikaru is giving a little sigh, "Oh boy, Akira is really rude but it's can be helped anyway" He thought before he introduces himself.

"It's nice to meet you . I'm Hikaru Akatuski, Akira's brother. I can do Xyz and Synchro summon but I prefer the latter more. I'm glad that you would teach me to improve my skill" Hikaru said,

"Xyz and Synchro, I see. I would like to know more your skill, so, let's have a duel for that tomorrow and Mr. Manino will be your opponent, who is going first?" Nick asks, Akira and Hikaru is whipering, "Do you want to go first? Akira" Hikaru whispering, "Of course, I can't wait to duel right now" Akira response as he really excited about this. The two nod to each other and Akira said,

"I'll go first, please to meet you, Mr. Manino!" Akira said,

"That's spirit, AKira. Let's meet here by 9.00 a.m tomorrow and see how strong you are" Manino said

PS. First chapter are done!!! I(t’s suppose to be short ep but...I can’t help and  adding too much ; w ; )  Please send some comment/reviews cause that's really inspired me.  Next one will be about Akira vs. Manino, who will win? please stay tune ok? :D

[mrch7th]

WHHHAT DID I SAY

hsr ver 2.3 livestream //

ZOOOMM & FUCKING ENHANCE...?

it is not a greatsword....but sword is close enough right........

ok anyway nromal again sorry dash carry on happy summer happy solstice