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Song of the Day: "Save My Soul" by Bakermat feat. Amanzi
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Base by Furvilla. Colors by Reyyon. Amanzi by me.
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Wielder lineup part 1! I apparently never posted this so woops, sorted by age order (Not physical age, literal age)
Clip art & basic lore below the cut because I know this is far too wide and not tumblr friendly, more detailed lore is linked in my intro post
SCURO SELWYN WELLS
The first Mirage Wielder and the Wielder of Darkness, Scuro is the only wielder to be directly blood related to Saturn, as Saturn became lonely after the Starborn moved out and created a child (clone) of himself so as to not be so lonely. You wouldn't really guess this, as many millennia ago, Scuro struck a deal with the Blue Xiilune and traded their position as the Wielder of Magic, damaging the zotura (An artifact that turns normal people into Wielders) for magic but also turning them into a strange gooey mass with no memories of their former self. They're very childish and cheerful otherwise.
SHI & DEATH WELLS
The 2nd eldest Wielder and the only one to hail from Earth, Shi is unique because his Zotura can actually think and speak in mortal terms, but is kind of a sassy, very-literal tool. As the Wielder of Death, him and his Zotura bicker very often on how to treat the subject, having never quite reached an agreement.
Shi himself is very older-brother-esque, placing a high priority on his family, responsible, mature, if a bit stuck-up, stubborn, judgemental, and "I'm too old to be engaging in KIDDY stuff, that's cringe." (He is very cringe)
JINI WELLS
You can expect the Wielder of The Undead to be a bit strange, and you would be vastly underestimating Jini. She was originally a poor child working on a factory, where she stumbled upon the Undead Zotura via it getting stuck in a machine, and its power causing it to explode the entire factory. The Zotura would haphazardly put Jini back together, but she was never quite the same after her wielder-ification, being a bit quiet, creepy, kooky, and "no thoughts, head empty." Rest assured though, Jini can still be a good sibling, if a bit morbid at times.
AMANZI WELLS
A bit concerning that this is the 3rd wielder in a row who's undead, but Amanzi serves as a grim reminder of how cruel the ocean can be. He was once part of a sea-monster hunting ship, but his entire crew was attacked and eaten by said sea monsters. Bitter, he became a poltergeist, one that lost itself to the violence and didn't come back until the Water Zotura found its way into the sea. After becoming a Wielder, Amanzi chilled out, becoming calmer, lazier, and friendly. If he's near the species of monster that ate him however, he becomes skittish, violent, and flighty. If it gets worse, there's a good chance he might revert to his poltergeist form.
FLACARA WELLS
Flacara was obsessed with the Fire Zotura the moment she heard about it, researching and pouring over it for hours, convinced that it was just for her and that its power was far better than what her family could offer. One night, her obsession grew so great and her isolation so bad that she blew up on her family, running off to find the Zotura. She did find it, and it chose her, but she soon began to regret how she treated her family, especially after finding out being a Mirage Wielder was more familial than told.
She's extremely lonely, bitter about her own isolation and takes it out on her siblings, making them stay away from her more. Flacara deeply wants friends and to mend her relationships with her siblings, but finds herself too anxious & ashamed to try communicating. Recently, she's become very taken to the internet, making online friends who are equally as socially inept as her, and Flacara's personally trying to convince herself that the internet is all she needs for friends.
SHIMBER WELLS
Before Shimber became the Wielder of Wind, he was bullied immensely for his like of a certain fantasy boardgame (But The Mirage's version of it), and no one at school was willing to play with the Childish Annoying Kid. One day, a group of older classmates decide to trick Shimber into jumping down a hole, with the promise that they would play with him if he did it. They, of course, abandoned him the moment Shimber got stuck, leaving a poor child lost, injured, stuck, and alone. But as fate would have it, a strange, four-legged figure would happen upon Shimber all alone, and tossed a strange object down the pit.
Shimber is the embodiment of a middle child, he's constantly forgotten about, people find him annoying, a bit too loud and high-energy, and he still can't get many of his siblings to play with him. He seems attached to Flacara though, and she seems to tolerate him, oddly enough.
#the mirage#the mirage forest#welcome to the mirage#my art#art#oc#fantasy#fantasy art#artists on tumblr#cartoon art#pumpkin head#halloween#pumpkin#anthro character#anthro oc#anthro art#cartoon art style#ocs#my ocs#anthropomorphic#character design#oc art#scuro wells#shi wells#jini wells#amanzi wells#shimber wells
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I KNOW YOU SENT THAT ASK YOU CAN'T FOOL ME
honest to flowey undertale I didn't
#GENUINELY I DIDN'T SEND IT !!! I KNOW HOW SHORT YOU ARE!!!#I WOULDN'T ASK!!!#ITS NOT ME!!!! ASSHOLE#GO DIP INTO AMANZI ASHUSHU AND BOIL AND DIE!!!!#>:((((((((
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"Life Can Be Beautiful"
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Part 2
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Alec 'Everest' Amanzi x F!Reader x Aiden 'Vortex' Dunbar
Rookie|Y/N
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Warnings: Unrealistic, Fluff, OCs x Reader, Love Triangle, Slight Angst, Injury, Violence, Death (No main characters die)
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You were struggling to get the hang of a certain device, it kept crackling and popping and you couldn't get signal and nothing was working.
Groaning your eyes landed on Jaws who the whole time was just watching you with an extremely unimpressed expression- letting you struggle and offering no help.
"Are you serious-? What am I supposed to do with this thing?"
Over time you learned you don't have to fear the man, even sometimes sassing him which earned an intense stare down. He doesn't really speak much either.
He let out a low sigh and came towards you which made you freeze up like a deer caught in headlights- this is it. This is how you die.
He snatched the small device from your hands and demonstrated how to use it- oh... Oh he's actually helping you?
"Like this, Rookie."
His voice is deep with a lot of gravel to it, low and rumbling like the oceans depths. Eyes boring into you as he handed it back.
"Thanks..."
"Just don't fuck it up again."
And he's back to normal.... Walking off leaving you to yourself.
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You were trudging through the woods close behind Vortex, occasionally hitting your head on some tree limbs and shuffling through bushes.
"Right up here!"
He called out and next thing you knew you were stood beside him up on a cliff, the view was absolutely stunning. You could see for miles from up here, the trees and even a lake out in the distance.
He was right... This was worth it.
He seated himself near the edge and patted the spot beside him, urging you to rest as well and just listen to the sound of the breeze.
After a few moments the silence was broken.
"Do you know why I really brought you here?"
"No..."
He glanced over towards you while leaning back slightly, it was hard not to notice how the sun cast a beautiful glow along his skin, muscles flexing slightly as his palms flattened against the ground.
"Because I see how stressed you are all the time... Trust me- I get it but... You only live once. Sometimes we need to just get out and enjoy things."
Eyes settling back onto the horizon.
"It's easy to let it all wrap you up and bury you... But life can be beautiful too and you don't want to miss it. I could go at any moment- especially in this line of work so... I experience everything while I can."
You stared off into the distance listening to him as he spoke, he's not entirely wrong in the slightest. Life is beautiful...
Drowning in the pits of it all wasn't an option. He wanted to show you that you don't have to struggle all the time worrying about tomorrow. It's okay to let go.
He's so vibrant it's like drowning in sunshine whenever you're near him. He knows what it's like to struggle... It's okay. It will be okay.
He looked to you again and suddenly a burst of laughter from him startled you slightly.
"Sorry sorry.... It's just uh... You have a leaf in your hair."
He raised his hand and motioned towards your hair, making no moves to get any closer until he got your okay.
"May I?"
"Yeah..."
With your permission he shuffled over to you and began carefully untangling the leaf from your hair. He was so close now you could truly admire his face, the way his freckles decorated his skin like stars in the night sky.
There was even a small scar at the edge of his bottom lip you hadn't noticed before. Those green eyes of his were so- focused right now. He was trying really hard to not pull your hair.
Suddenly his gaze met yours rather than what he had been doing, seeming to acknowledge how close he was he moved back.
Flashing a bright smile he waved the leaf in front of your face in victory.
"Got it!!!"
"Thank you."
You couldn't help but chuckle a bit... Though... Why did you enjoy having him so close?
Why did you want him to be near you like that again?
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Alone with Everest with the distant sound of gun fire, you could still feel the burn on your skin from nearly getting blasted by a grenade.
Your back pressed to the wall you sucked in a few deep breaths, keeping it steady and staying focused. It was muffled background noise hearing Everest trying desperately to call in to Vortex.
Please answer.
A soft sigh as you relaxed into him- it strangely didn't feel abnormal to be close to the giant of a man. He let out a low and soft hum and fidgeted with his radio.
Eyes glancing over you- your gaze lifted to meet his. It was incredible how a man so gentle and warm could be so dangerous.
His boots were stained crimson- you first hand got a view of him ruthlessly stomping a guy's face in. The weight and strength of him rendering the man to nothing... Unrecognizable crushed flesh.
Built like a mountain- sturdy and unmoving. Serene yet brutal. He can both be the one to shield you from all danger and the one who crushes any who test him beneath his feet.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
Soft towards you though... Luring you into his warmth.
"I will be."
A quiet chuckle escaped you and he simply shook his head. Your thoughts traced back to Vortex and how you all had been separated earlier... Hopefully him, Grace and Jaws were okay.
'Life can be beautiful too.'
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{Yes I'm forcing y'all to interact with Jaws as well. He will be your friend whether he likes it or not LMAO}
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#cod ocs#cod oc#cod ocs x reader#dáinn 'jaws' jacobsen#alec 'everest' amanzi#aiden 'vortex' dunbar#althea 'grace' bardsley#vee's cod works#vee's oc works
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a little gift to a friend @mageofpanic Tavero Amanzi, their half-drow wizard tav!
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Ngahamba ekhaya ngimncane ngazi inhlonipho, ngabuya sengigugile ngazi inhluphekho.
Nyembezi zami zigcwele uthuli, zihlathi zami ziphihlika udaka.
Impilo yami? Ucwephe lephepha, ngine mfundo yeminyaknyaka kepha ulwazi lami luncane luyateketa. Ngilalele ngendlebe kwaze kwakhanya ilanga kanti kwakufanele ngilalele ngenhliziyo.
izandla zes'khathi azisafinyeleli umphefumulo udukile, indonga zidume kwazwakala, noma ngihleka kuvela ubala, sewasapa ezinkambeni amazinyo indoda.
Imizwa yami? ididekele, ime ndawonye ibindekile. ukube ngangazile ngabe ngavuma ukuba ingane kubaba kodwa ngakhetha ukuba ingane yezizwe.
ngakhetha inyuvesi ngafunda; yakhononda imizwa yakhihla es'kaShaka.
Sengihlala ngiyotyiwe, ngonyiwe, amanzi awasazigezi izithende zami, umphimbo wam', amakhala ami, amaphaphu ami, amaphupho ami, impuphu ekhaya, kugoqana unwele, esolwathamba ekwephuphu linethile.
Noma likhipha umkhov' etsheni kweyami inhliziyo likhithikile. ngigula okwangempela, kaze ngiyolitholaphi ikhambi? mhlawumbe ebhodleni, nginekeni ushevu - ngiphile. nginiken' ikhambi - ngife.
esami isono ngiyasazi, ukugijimisa ulwazi kodwa iqiniso ngalishiya ekhaya. mama, mama, uqinisile uqinisile, ngezenzo zami ngikubulale usaphila.
kungaphela izinkulungwane zeminyaka, ihlazo lami linomsindo okweqaqa. unembeza wami soze walifihla. noma izandla zeskhathi zingathi umzimba wami aw'mbozwe inhlabathi, ngizolivuma icala lam'.
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Next-Gen Adoptable: Princess Skystar x Zecora (Available)
$10 on PayPal
Name: Amanzi (“water” in Xhosa)
Gender: Female
Race: Hippogriff (prefers land)
Also, check out my Breed Charts to request custom pairings starting at $10:
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A Lovable Hummingbird in 100 Years || Chapter 14: A Conversation With a Twin
About Brenda – the tap dancer and his wife – being paralyzed and her dreams crushed, George had been pacing back and forth until Susie began to check on him.
“I know you have been very upset about Momma’s death, but let’s think of her,” she reassured him. “Try smiling.”
“I know,” George sighed heavily as he sat down on the chair near him. “But thinking of her death makes me devastated more and more!”
Susie sat next to him. “Try breathing in,” she said, coming up with an easy-peasy strategy to calm her father down.
George inhaled.
“Now, try to think of all the days you had with Momma,” Susie requested.
George closed his eyes, held his breath, and began to think of the memories he had with his wife. Like, for instance, talking to her; singing with her; and most especially, dancing with her.
“Now, breathe out,” Susie said.
George exhaled. He was smiling because he thought about all the memories he had with Brenda. “Thank you, Susie,” he said in a deep voice as he hugged his daughter. “You made your father really, very happy.”
Susie hugged him back. “I’m just helpin’ ya,” she said. “Now, how about a trip?”
George stopped hugging her. “A trip to where?” he asked.
Susie grinned. “Aunt Poppy’s,” she smiled.
George had never met his twin sister in his married years with Brenda. Now he has to meet her again. It has been so long since I haven’t met my sister in years, he told himself.
He grabbed his coat and wore it. He then found another coat that was meant for Susie. Susie got her coat and wore it. She ran through the door but was stopped by the father.
“Maybe you should stick with me by now,” said George, reducing the chance of losing his daughter.
When they reached the Aviary Jazz Club, they saw a marquee reading ‘The Birdy Blues’. A woman with a rose necktie comes to them. She shakes both of their hands.
“Hello!” she said excitedly. “You must be Poppy’s twin brother, George Amanzi!” She glances at Susie. “Awww, who’s this little lady?”
“I’m Susie Amanzi,” Susie said. “What’s your name, miss?”
“My name is Juliet Fiedler,” the woman said to them. “Call me Julie in short. It’s good to see you two. Welcome to the Aviary Jazz Club, where I’ll be your guide. Come!”
She led George and Susie in. The jazz club is a wonderful place. It has a bar stand with different types of drinks – with cocktails named after each bird. There are rows of tables, with each table having three chairs. The stage has three instruments – a drum, a bass, and a piano. There was an empty stool.
“What’s that empty stool for?” George asked as he pointed at the stool.
“Oh, the stool is for Johnathan Aviary,” Julie said as she looked at the stool behind her. “He’s the owner of this jazz club and the player of the saxophone.”
Oh, I thought that Johnathan always had a baton with him, George thought to himself.
Suddenly, a man, with the same color as Julie’s short, hazelnut hair, began to panic. Julie came to calm him down. “What’s wrong, Eric?” she asked. “Why are you panicking like this?”
Eric hyperventilated. “Poppy’s not here,” he wheezed. “She can’t come to the show tonight!”
Julie hugged Eric with care. “I spoke to her about singing at the recital tonight, here, in the Aviary Jazz Club,” she explained. “However, she left in a flash.”
She then turned to George. “Can you find your sister while me and my brother take care of Susie, please?” she asked.
“I will,” George said as he began to go outside.
He left the jazz club as Julie and Eric looked at Susie. “Your father will be here in any minute,” Julie said to Susie as they went to their instruments – her with the drums and Eric with the bass. “Now, how about we play a game called Name That Tune? Sounds good?”
Susie nodded and eagerly said, “Yes! I’ve never played this game with you guys before.”
As he wandered around the city, looking for his twin sister, George called out her name many times until his foot accidentally stepped on a baby blue hat, the same hat that was exactly like Brenda’s in the photo George kissed last night. George picked it up and examined it.
Was this the hat she used to wear during her conversations with her friends? he asked himself as he put it under his arm and continued searching for his sister.
A few mentions from people were heard, but no sign of Poppy. George wandered around the streets until he found a bench. A woman with a baby blue dress was sitting down on the bench, her flowing black hair – which was down and like George’s – flowed in the wind. Poppy? George thought as he went to her.
Poppy’s face was buried in her hands as her brother came and sat down next to her. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “Why are you down-hearted?”
Poppy removed her hands from her face, revealing her teary, blue eyes. “It’s just that...” she choked. “...that I am the killer of Brenda!”
“What?!” George shouted in an aghast way. “No, you’re not. You’re my sweet twin sister, that’s all. Julie asked you to sing in the recital, so will you come?”
He hugged his twin sister as she pushed him away. “No...” she continued as she broke into a verge of tears. “...I’m the cause of the death!”
She sobbed loudly and uncontrollably. George looked at her and felt bad for her. Then, seeing her cry makes him tear up. “Poppy,” he choked. “You’re gonna make me cry too.”
Poppy hugged her brother and wept hysterically. George could feel her tears soak his vest, and he began to tear up more and more. Please don’t cry, please don’t cry, please don’t cry, he told himself.
George’s dam finally broke as he started crying and hugging his sister. “No, you’re not the cause of the death,” he sobbed. “You’re just innocent!”
Poppy ceased her weeping. "I am?" she asked as she dried away her eyes with her arm.
George nodded and did the same with the handkerchief. “You’re just a musician while playing music for Brenda. No one is the cause of the ALS.”
Poppy hugged him tightly, and George hugged her back. “Want to go back to the Aviary Jazz Club to sing tonight?” he asked her.
Poppy shook her head. “With Brenda dead, how am I gonna sing?” she asked with a matter of worry.
“I could encourage you to sing,” George reassured her.
“You do?”
“Of course! Just with a note from a melody.”
Poppy nodded. “I can only sing when I’m near the piano...” she whispered. “But when I’m far from it, yikes!”
“Don’t worry,” George said. “We’ll practice when I return you to the Aviary Jazz Club.”
Poppy hugged her brother. “Thanks, brother,” she said.
George, you are one pleasing helper, George said to himself.
When he returned his twin sister to the Aviary Jazz Club, George saw Susie clapping to Julie and Eric.
“So, did you behave?” he asked Susie.
“Yeah!” Susie said excitedly. “We played a game called Name That Tune! I guessed a few tunes, but I'll listen to them and their composers.”
George hugged Susie. “I’m glad you enjoyed that game,” he said to her.
Julie smiled. “Have you got Poppy?” she asked. “We cannot have a palooza without her.”
George nodded. Poppy waved to her crew changed in her suit and skirt. “You know that I can sing near the piano,” she explained. “But I can’t when I’m far away from it.”
Julie reached out her hand. Poppy grabbed it, which led her onstage. She walks to the piano and looks at her brother, Susie, and Eric. “Here goes,” she gulped.
She tapped the keys of the piano and began to sing. Then, she hopped far away. Her voice was out of tune. Eric covered his ears while George closed his eyes. Poppy went back to the piano and sang beautifully. She kept singing while playing the piano. However, she hopped far away and changed her tone from beautiful to off-key. She stumbled on her foot and landed on Julie’s drum set, which caused her to fall down.
“Bah, forget it,” she muttered as she dusted herself off and got off the stage.
George watched her leave in concern. “She’s right,” Eric said to him. “She can only sing when she’s near the piano. We have to tell Johnathan about this.”
He left the main room of the jazz club to talk to his leader while his younger sister followed him. George looked at Susie, who was coming up with an idea.
“I think that I have just the plan,” she said to her father as she whispered in his ear.
“I don’t think that’s a bad idea,” George said as he left with Susie following him.
Backstage, Poppy was practicing her singing while she was far away from the piano, out of tune. She flopped down on the floor and sighed. George went to her and said, “Tough singing practice, huh?”
Poppy looked up to see her twin brother looming over her. She got up and fumbled with the hem of her skirt. “I don’t think people came to the jazz club for my horrible singing voice,” she muttered. “They’ll loathe me for sure.”
“Loathe you?” Susie exclaimed. “They’ll love you. They’ll love your voice. It’s so... Sing again for us, please, Aunt Poppy.”
Poppy nodded and began to sing beautifully yet horribly. She continued to sing, causing her tone of singing to increase in volume. She danced around backstage and then back to her seat. George and Susie applaud. Poppy smiled when her brother and niece cherished her singing voice.
“Thank you,” she said politely. “A woman with a loved voice can still be onstage, right?”
George nodded and grabbed her hand. He then glanced at the clock. It was nearly 18:00. “Your show is starting soon,” he said to her as he followed her to the stage. “Susie and I’ll be watching when you sing.”
Poppy nodded. Today, she will find her newfound confidence.
When the clock struck 18:00, the audience came to the Aviary Jazz Club. George sat down at the table with Susie as he saw Johnathan, holding the saxophone, come onstage and waved to him. “Long time no see!” he said to him.
Johnathan saw him and shook his hand. “It’s very nice meeting you here,” he said to him. “Welcome back, waterworks.”
George was stunned by the nickname Johnathan gave him. Since he was a child, he burst into tears because he thought that his sister was going with Johnathan instead of him. Now, George blushed and looked away shyly. Johnathan chuckled and looked up at the audience.
“Good evening, folks from New York!” he called out as he put the string of the saxophone around his neck. “Today, we celebrate the 30th anniversary of my jazz club. My father and mother both built it when they were married. And now, I want to share it with you all! Meet our new member of the band, Poppy Amanzi! She’s a pianist with a beautiful taste of melody. I hired her to come sing with us. Now, here’s a song called The Birdy Blues.”
He pursed his lips around the mouthpiece of the saxophone and played a low yet sad tune. Julie brushed the drums while Eric put his fingertips on the bass and played it in a low tune. Poppy spat into her hands and lubed them up by rubbing them together. She played the sad tune and sang slowly and beautifully. The audience loved her voice as she kept crooning. George listened to her voice and felt like his sister's voice reminded him of Brenda. He felt bad for Brenda’s death, but Susie patted him on the back. George smiled as he listened to his sister’s voice.
When the song ended, the audience cheered as Poppy and her crew smiled. She glanced at the audience and finally found her confidence. She pushed herself off of the chair and grabbed the microphone. Poppy glances at Julie and whispers in her ear. Julie nodded and whispered in her brother’s ear. Eric nodded and whispered in Johnathan’s ear. His eyes perked, and he turned to the audience. “Okay,” he began. “Poppy sent me this special song that you guys wanna hear. It’s called Dancin’ Around the Rainbow. Hit it, gang!”
His crew nodded and played a lively melody. Poppy grabbed the microphone and began singing cheerfully. George felt her voice. It made him feel giddy, like a songbird singing in front of the other birds. He saw his daughter dance to the rhythm. Then, he saw his sister grab the microphone with her as she mixed the ingredients for the cocktail and gave it to a woman, who drank it and loved the cocktail’s flavor.
Poppy jumped on the table and danced. She snapped her fingers for her crew to lower the rhythm. She sang out loud as the audience lifted their hands up for her to cross like a human bridge. Poppy then climbed onstage and then sang the notes from lowest to highest. When she stops vocalizing, she takes a bow, which ends with a trumpet. The audience cheered – especially George and Susie. George climbed onstage and hugged his sister.
“You are wonderful!” he exclaimed.
The twins laughed for a moment as the audience’s cheering continued.
When the audience left the jazz club, George tapped Poppy’s shoulder. “Yes?” she asked.
“Congratulations for singing out there without going near the piano,” George congratulated her.
“Awww, shucks,” Poppy said while scratching the back of her neck and blushing. “You might wanna croon beautifully than I did when you play that guitar of yours.”
The twins looked at each other. “I think you sang more beautifully than me,” they both said in unison.
“Jinx!” Poppy teased as she ran away. “Now you have to chase me!”
George nodded and ran after her. When he’s near her, he hugs her back. The twins laugh.
Johnathan clapped his hands. “Okay,” he began. “Closing time starts at 21:00.”
George nodded and held Susie’s hand as he got their coats. He turned to his twin sister, who was grabbing her own coat. “Goodbye, Poppy,” he said to her.
Poppy waved back. “Come back soon,” she said to him.
The twins shook hands, and they left the jazz club together.
Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16
#clover or3o#clover2020#clover george#clover Susie#clover poppy#clover Julie#clover eric#clover Johnathan#A Lovable Hummingbird in 100 Years#fanfiction#fanfic
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btw where did you get that blue swimming cossie with legs on? been looking for something like that for ages bc i am NOT shaving my immense 70s bush just to go to the beach
it is the tyr solid fusion 2 but there are others!! search for women's knee skin or kneesuit or legsuit wherever swimsuits are sold near u... you are going to see tech suits for hundreds of [currency unit] but that is not what you want. do not be discouraged there are other options
if you're looking in the USA, swim outlet is the best store, look for U12 compliant or sort price low to high to avoid the $500 ones
amanzi is an Australian brand with super cute but expensive to get shipped to the USA. but also it looks like they're having a sale right now 👀
+ men's jammers or square leg suits under or over a women's suit is an option too, for me i size ~2 sizes down for fit, but you will want a conservative back swimsuit for optimum cuteness if you wear it under so that the back of the shorts doesn't show, if you care about this
(also if you are like, a child prince and $500 united states dollars is a fine purchase for you, you still don't want a $500 suit bc they are high compression competition suits designed for racing and not comfortable for any other purpose)
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I want
I want to text you
I want to talk with you
I want to sit in the pavement with you
I want to watch you fall in love with me
I want to listen to music with you (you can play anything you want)
I want to really watch a movie with you (your favourite)
I want to eat with you
I want to read this poetry for you
I want to take pictures with you
I want to sing with you (we're both terrible, but who cares)
I want to watch you watching your favourite show
I want to watch you when you think no one can see you
I want to take a nap with you
I want to wash your hair
I want to make bread & coffee for you
I want to give you hugs every time I see you
I want to go window shopping with you
I want to watch to try-on outfits you'd buy if we weren't broke (LOL!)
I want to smoke with you
I want kiss you (really, I do— Ngiyazi, kuzoba ngathi ngiqala ukuphuza amanzi empelweni yami)
I want to hang with you
I want to eat snacks with you
I want to be with you
I want to be safe with you
I want so many things
All to do with you
I want you
I want
These are my desires
These are my wants
I want
— lame
#love#poetry#words#thoughts#write#art#poem#poems on tumblr#my poetry#writers and poets#spilled poetry#love poem#spilled ink#poets on tumblr#spilled words#poets corner#poetsandwriters
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Some characters for thou
Here's Amanzi and Watawna! Watawna's been here before but I've barely mentioned Amanzi, Watawna's bio also has been slightly rewritten so I'll include both below the read more :)
Amanzi Unique among The Mirage wielders for being a ghost at the time of becoming a wielder himself, Amanzi is a good example of why the ocean isn’t a graceful thing. Standing 5’6”, around the physical age of 15, and born 9/15/???? meet the Wielder of The Waters. Formally titled Peleti.
Pre-Wielder Amanzi lived on a hunting ship, not just any hunting ship. A GEBD hunting ship, during a time where their baubles were popular and expensive, and the meat was valued. This led many ships to try and hunt the dangerous eels-including Amanzi and his crew. And on a calm sunny day, The Achira set off for what was to be the final time.
Amanzi loved his crew, they taught him, they kept him, and they loved him back. He looked up to the second mate especially, who cared for Amanzi like he was their own kid. This second mate was known for wearing a glittery object around their neck. On one, chill, autumn night. A pod of GEBD’s approached the ship, without a warning. They began to tear and rip apart the ship and creman alike. It took a mere hour before they were all dead, and the ship at the bottom of the sea.
Furious at having his life and others torn away from him in a matter of minutes, he became a ghost. A draugr out for revenge against the creatures that ended his perfect life, especially the one that ate the second mate. Right in front of him. Over the years, he killed every GEBD he came across. Even damaging the ships that hunted them, losing himself to the violence, and sight of his goal. He became rotten and disfigured, the coastal towns. Not knowing what he was and fearing him, they called him Peleti.
This all came to a head many years after the sinking that nobody noticed, the ship and the bodies were still unrecovered. And Amanzi was still furious, a ship caught a gigantic, old, GEBD. Cutting it open, there was a partial skeleton with a glittery blue object around its neck. In an instant, the boat started to rock, splinter into pieces, the waves became rough, it started to storm. In a panic, the crew threw the skeleton, the bauble, and some parts of the fish into the water. The storm ceases, and there’s a few moments of silence. Before the water jolts, glows, and something is spat out onto the boat.
Moving on from that, Amanzi is a sassy fellow. But also a chill fellow, a very chill fellow. Drop something on his foot and he’s fine with it, but he also sometimes gets lazy. Greatly dislikes GEBDs, and regularly hunts them. His poltergeist/vengeful spirit origins DOES make him violent if pushed hard enough though. Though for the most part he spends his time basking in the sun, floating on the water. Generally being lazy.
Watawna
The “younger” of the two Mirage starborn, Watawna Carnelian-Auburn Wells is technically the 2nd-to-eldest sister to the Wielders despite not being one herself. Despite this, they still treat her more like an aunt figure. As she seems to have picked up on her father’s (Metaphorical) softer side.
7’2”, born a few milliseconds after her sister (Something that’s frequently fought about), Watawna spends her days as a pediatrician (focused on the magic side of things). She seems to have her interests drift from place to place and then loop right back around, unbeknownst to anyone. She was a poisoner for a short time, but quit because unlike her sister, she has a better moral code.
Watawna’s something of a kooky aunt figure, the type of person who collects shiny rocks, the type of person who’d get distracted by all the lost stuff they found while cleaning their room. Yes, she’s those types of people with a side of care and bubbliness. Probably intelligent, but really doesn’t act like it. Personally I think she’s a bit oblivious sometimes…but I’ve heard that if she does get mad she crawls along the walls/roof chasing people like a demon in an 80s earth horror movie. Sadly, I can’t say if this is true because it’s literally impossible to annoy her at all that it's annoying in itself
Being a starborn, she’s extremely powerful in her abilities. Most of her abilities makeup what we all know as Hollowlantern Magic. Just like regular Hollowlanterns, she also needs leaves to power said magic.
The relationship between her and Tempest certainly isn’t tense, they may not act like it but they stick together through and through no matter what. It’s impossible to see one without the other nearby, although fights have certainly happened. Some leaving lots of damage and in some cases, casualties. Both are also of equal strength, although neither really show it. In fact at first glance it may seem more like Watawna is the weaker of the two siblings, but no matter how you cut it. They’re the same in their abilities.
Lives in a house with Tempest that’s nearby Saturn’s house, roughly 4 miles away.
#the mirage#my art#art#oc#artists on tumblr#fantasy#fantasy art#my ocs#the mirage forest#pumpkinhead#pumpkin head#hallloween#cartoon art#cartoon art style#anthro character#amanzi wells#watawna wells
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🍲food/market
i-pizza
i-yogurt
itiye
ikhofi ☕
isinkwa - bread🍞
ushukela - sugar
ujusi - juice
umdokwe - porrigde
ushokoledi 🍫
ummbila - corn🌽
ipapa - pap (millet)
ngithanda - i like
uthanda - she/he likes
uphuza - she/he drinks
ngidla - i eat
udla - she eats
uthenga - she buys
irayisi - rice 🍚
impuphu - maize meal
ngoLwesibili - tues.
ngoLwesithathu - wed.
lapha - here
usawoti - salt 🧂
ubisi - milk
ushizi - cheese 🧀
amanzi - water
○ uthenga impuphu ngoLwesibili
○ ngidle i-pizza lapha
○ USarah uthanda irayisi
○ UEmma uthanda ihkofi
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"Close Bonds"
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Part 1 - Part 3
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Alec 'Everest' Amanzi x F!Reader x Aiden 'Vortex' Dunbar
Rookie|Y/N
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Warnings: Unrealistic, Fluff, OCs x Reader, Love Triangle, Bullying, Transphobia (Vortex is Trans)
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You found yourself spending most of your time with Vortex and Everest, only occasionally interacting with the others that were around.
You quickly found that they were best friends, consistently sparring together, eating together and generally just hanging around one another. Today you were seated between them at the table, listening to Vortex ramble about a 'cool spot' he found.
"You have to come and see it!"
Everest hummed contentedly and shook his head.
"Last time I went to see something with you I had to hike for an hour through the woods. I'll pass."
"It's a great view though! You'll come with me later, right?"
It caught you by surprise when his gaze shifted to you instead, bright smile and pretty green eyes twinkling with hope. It made it really hard to say no... Maybe it'd be good to have a little adventure anyways.
"Fine but it better not be too far."
"It won't be and it'll be worth it! I promise!"
He sounded so chipper and sincere- shuffling slightly and Everest chuckled a bit.
"You two have fun. Don't go dragging her around though."
This lead to a bit of laughter from you as well, eyes flicking up to meet Everest's. So calm and gentle to the point it's easy to get lost in them, it's like his warmth could absorb you.
They were so different- one was a powerful whirlwind of energy that drags you out of your shell and bleeds into you with pure life. The other soothes you and allows your mind and everything to simply be at ease.
"Would you like to know how we first met?"
Everest offered a story- one of back when he first was introduced to Vortex.
"It was actually back when we were in highschool. After highschool we were separated for years and then as luck would have it- we both ended up here."
"Small world!"
Vortex chimed in.
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Splash
Soda coated Everest's torso entirely and he stood there, sticky and dripping while the bullies simply laughed at him.
"The big freak won't even defend himself. What a coward."
His silence was loud- the laughter deafening as he took a step back and tried to simply walk away. Only for one of them to block his path.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Before Everest could respond the bully grabbed the back of his head and grunted in pain, a rock had been thrown at him.
"Fuck off chicken shit."
There stood a drastically short curly haired ginger who was quite filled with rage.
This of course did not set well and that's when the yelling between all of them started.
"You'll never be a guy- you realize that, right?!? You're a fucking freak-"
Before he could finish his sentence he was harshly flung to the ground, Everest standing over him now planting his boot firmly on his chest.
"Enough."
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For some reason that story explains a lot about their dynamic. Smiling warmly at the two you finished eating and stood up.
"Got stuff to do... I'll see ya around."
"See ya."
"Bye!"
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Slumping forward with a groan- you've been stressing over everything that needs to be done for hours. It was taking it's toll on your well being.
A soft knock forced you out of your head, dragging your body up from the chair to go answer it.
"Who is it?"
"It's me."
Opening the door slowly you peered up to see Everest, standing there with a mug of coffee in his hand... He got that specifically for you?
"May I come in?"
"Yeah... Of course."
He stepped in and set the mug down for you, eyes drifting to your face and taking in how exhausted you looked.
"You've been at this awhile. Take a break."
"I can't-"
"If you don't you'll burn yourself out. It's okay... Get some rest."
His tone wasn't rough like how most would regard you, yet still it was clear and unmoving. He wasn't going to let this go- he needed you to be alright.
He had noticed that you were over working yourself, taken note of all the little changes in your behavior.
And he's not just going to stand by while you burn your candle at both ends.
"Okay..."
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{Hope y'all love them as much as I do. You guys are in a love triangle with best friends oops. LMAO}
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#cod ocs#cod oc#cod ocs x reader#vee's cod works#vee's oc works#alec 'everest' amanzi#aiden 'vortex' dunbar
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