#Dan Sickles

[almackey]

Civil War Institute at Gettysburg College Day Five

Photo by Al Mackey Today was the last day of the 2024 Civil War Institute at Gettysburg College Summer Conference. This was another day of battlefield tours. I was on the “America’s Ways of War and Leadership: Cambridge to Cemetery Ridge” tour with Dr. Ethan Rafuse of the US Army Command and General Staff College at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas. It began with a classroom discussion about how western…

[lsdoiphin]

Hares, as you may already know if you've been following my better half @broncoburro or @forevergoldgame (if you're following neither, you're missing huge amounts of context for the setting!), are nothing like the hares of the real world. They are massive leporids from Northern Vestur and one of the few meurian animals remaining after a historic event known as the Great Hunt where humans wiped out most of the planet's remaining meurian species in order to harvest their meur for relics about 350~ish years ago. They are obligate carnivores and known to hunt humans when the opportunity arises.

The baku is a large, lumbering omnivore with a similar ecological niche somewhere between a panda and a regular bear. They're a rare species, endemic to a single far-flung region of the world, having only just barely escaped extinction. See, while the Great Hunt was headed and funded by the Tri-Kingdom, its reach spanned the entire known world - but the further from Vestur it travelled, the less discriminatory the hunts became. The local peoples who were paid to hunt on the Tri-Kingdom's behalf had little idea of what meur was and what meurian animals were actually useful, leading to mass to mass culling of "useless" meur-touched animals like the baku, whose unusual sleep-inducing abilities cannot be wielded by humans. Regardless of their uselessness, the damage had been done to the species, and only the mundane offshoot survives - though rumors persist about meurian baku.

Sphinxes are scavengers that can be found across the deserts and savannas of the mainland. Unlike their meurian cousin, the manticore, they never evolved meurian flame breath, and their 'stinger' is no more than a vestigial sickle buried beneath the fur of their flowing tails. Instead, they specialized further into human mimicry, using their ability to copy human speech to hunt domesticated animals, naive children, and drunkards.

Now you might be thinking: "why would a teenage girl want to own any of these as pets? None of these sound like animals that should be pets." Well, first off: you'd be hard pressed to find a young girl that doesn't want a wolf or a tiger as a pet, that's just how they are, c'mon.

Second, there are three primary reasons Rhea thinks this is a more realistic idea than it is:

Exotic "pet" owners among the upper class: While exotic pet ownership isn't big in Vestur as a whole, it has a notable presence among the Southern upper class, both noble and common. Rhea is the duchess of the Southern Kingdom so she is well aware of every instance of somebody paying excessive amounts of guilder to import something they shouldn't and stick it in their courtyard. As I've mentioned before, this is a sin Ancha is guilty of, having gotten swept up in a past "teacup baku" craze/scam some 4 decades ago. Unlike her peers, however, she kept her baku, Fig, even after he outgrew his alleged "adult size" of 1'9" at the withers. Others culled theirs once they became large enough to cause mass property damage. Ancha knows Fig is a massive, terrifying wild animal and does not recommend anyone repeat her mistake, but being raised in captivity he cannot be returned to the wild and so she's committed to caring for him for as long of his estimated 70~ish year lifespan that she's here for.

Haretouched Northerners: The "haretouched" is a strange phenomenon that exists in the North. Now, we haven't posted a formal explanation of what exactly being haretouched means yet - I'll save that explanation for Dan to write at a later date. In the meantime, to very briefly summarize what it means: occasionally, a hare will bond with a specific human. Those who have bonded to a hare are said to be "haretouched" - or more bluntly, cursed. The haretouched are treated as pariahs by broader society, though they are begrudgingly tolerated in the North itself and destigmatized by Northern nomad clans. While Northern nobility has done its best to keep the haretouched out of their bloodlines (save for the Lord of the Nomads, who is seldom acknolwedged, much less counted), occasionally a fluke will occur regardless and you end up with someone like Quincy or Lamonte. Rhea, of course, is just a Southern bystander who thinks the idea of having a murder-bunny for a friend would kick ass.

Captive beasts performing in circuses: Self-explanatory. Sphinxes especially are a popular choice for exploitative entertainment because of their mimicry abilities, and are often trained to have "conversations" or "sing."

[sophsun1]

Regarding Brian's "It's only time speech" - Dan Lipman

"Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove.

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wand'ring bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come;

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me prov'd,

I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd."

[catindabag]

TBOSAS on Crack!AU: ✨The Fave Banned Songs of The 24 OG Mentors✨

A friend of mine asked me to list the Mentors’ favorite banned (100% illegal in Panem) songs in my TBOSAS Crack!AU.

So here they are:

1. Coriolanus Snow (Sugar Baby Era)

Snow On The Beach by T. Swift & Lana

Radio by Lana Del Rey

Careless Whisper by George Michael

Bloom by Troye Sivan (For Sejanus)

“Sl*t!” By Taylor Swift (For Sejanus)

2. Sejanus Plinth (Sugar Daddy Era)

Beautiful People by Ed Sheeran

Jenny by Studio Killers (For Coryo)

Lover by Taylor Swift (For Coryo)

Hey Blondie by Dominic Fike (For Coryo)

Ride by SoMo (For Coryo)

3. Festus Creed (Dumpster Fire Era)

We Can’t Stop by Miley Cyrus

Last Friday Night by Katy Perry

All Star by Smash Mouth

Honeypie by JAWNY

Chicken Nugget Dreamland by Parry Grip

4. Lysistrata Vickers (Crazy Fangirl Era)

Wannabe by Spice Girls

Barbie Dreams by FIFTY FIFTY, Kaliii

Watermelon Sugar by Harry Styles

Starman by David Bowie

Groupie by Cate

5. Felix Ravinstill (Class President Era)

Under Pressure by Queen, David Bowie

Touchy Feely Fool by AJR

The Hype by Twenty One Pilots

Kingdom Come by Jon Bellion

This is What Makes Us Girls by Lana

6. Persephone Price (Unhinged Lover Era)

Candy by Unknown Brain

Crush by Tessa Violet

Sweet But Psycho by Ava Max

I Really Like You by Carly Rae Jepsen

7. Clemensia Dovecote (Friend-zoned Era)

Still Into You by Paramore

Your Type by Carly Rae Jepsen

Midnight Love by Girl in Red

Mr. Lonely by Bobby Vinton

8. Livia Cardew (Rich Queen Era)

7 Rings by Ariana Grande

Material Girl by Madonna

Barbie World by Nicki Minaj, Ice Spice

9. Androcles Anderson (Sneaky Sneak Era)

Stand Up by One Direction

Cake By The Ocean by DNCE

Drive By by Train

Smooth Criminal by Michael Jackson

10. Hilarius Heavensbee (Disowned Clown Era)

Birthday Party by AJR

Sad Happy by Circa Waves

SugarCrash! By ElyOtto

Thomas Theme by Thomas & Friends

11. Palmyra Monty (Chef on Crack Era)

Cooking by The Book by Lazy Town

Raining Tacos by Parry Grip

Fruit Salad by The Wiggles

Krusty Krab by Trap Remix

12. Apollo Ring (Sunshine Boi Era)

Oh Potato Dog by Parry Grip

Sunroof by Nicky Youre, Dazy

Sunkissed by Khai Dreams

Come On Eileen by Dexys M.R

13. Diana Ring (Pastel Peach Era)

Rainbow Magic by Rosanna Pansino

Cupid by FIFTY FIFTY (Twin Ver.)

Penguin On Me by Schmoyoho

My Little Pony Theme by My Little Pony

14. Vipsania Sickle (Gym Gal Era)

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! By ABBA

Eye of The Tiger by Survivor

YMCA by Village People

15. Gaius Breen (Hype Man Era)

Uptown Funk by Mark Ronson, Bruno Mars

The Nights by Avicii

Stereo Hearts by Gym Class Heroes

16. Dennis Fling (Trader Joe’s Era)

Billionaire by Travis McCoy, Bruno Mars

Money, Money, Money by ABBA

MONEY by LISA

17. Pliny Harrington (Sleepy Dawg Era)

The Lazy Song by Bruno Mars

Some Nights by Fun

Saturday by Twenty One Pilots

18. Domitia Whimsiwick (Farm Gal Era)

Everything She Ain’t by Hailey Whitters

If You Go Down by Kelsea Ballerini

WWDD by Lainey Wilson

Biscuits by Kacey Musgraves

19. Urban Canville (Exploding Man Era)

World’s Smallest Violin by AJR

All Time Low by Jon Bellion

When I was Done Dying by Dan Deacon

The Pi Song by AsapSCIENCE

20. Io Jasper (Nerd in Love Era)

Boys by Charli XCX

What Lovers Do by Maroon 5, SZA

Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen

The Science Love Song by AsapSCIENCE

21. Florus Friend (Introvert on Stage Era)

Dreamland by Glass Animals

Loretta by Ginger Root

Herp De Derp by Schmoyoho

22. Iphigenia Moss (Rebellious Diet Era)

Boom Clap by Charli XCX

Popular Song by MIKA, Ariana Grande

Prom Dress by mxmtoon

23. Juno Phipps (Royal Baby Girl Era)

Rich Girl by Gwen Stefani, Eve

Dance The Night by Dua Lipa

California Gurls by Katy Perry

24. Arachne Crane (Screeching Banshee Era)

Beautiful Trauma by P!nk

Super Bass by Nicki Minaj

Primadonna by MARINA

[zaph-kiel]

Keep in mind this request idea is long detailed I hope that’s ok aslo let me know if u have any questions about this idea dm me I happy to help as I can

Kinda based of rwby vol 8-9 between those seasons of rwby .May I request crossover fic Dan heng x Reader where reader is from remnant is huntress has abilities like Weiss and Ruby semblance mix together and her sliver eyes ablities like Ruby using weapon like scythe similar to Ruby crescent rose maybe she fighting during Altas end vol 8 but ends up in different universe and not familar with so she has adapt but she gets in trouble with express crew thinking the Reader is stellaron Hunter spy but find out she not associated with the bad guys and at first when they met reader very wary of her sinve reader is closed off due to have trauma of her losing loved ones and reader just wants to go home until she Mets Dan heng who she grows close bond with

But Dan heng notices reader is struggling and tries to connect to her get close but she pushes them away maybe she training battle she shows of her skills using glyphs and petal burst and weapons and maybe some creatures grim from her world Salem come to express and they don’t know how to handle and maybe reader has flashbacks and so using eyes abilities she saves others and the crew is shocked but mostly Dan heng of how powerful the Reader is maybe she just breaks down holding all guilt since she effect their universe put everyone danger and wants to leave but maybe Dan heng comfort her reassurance giving the love she needed just fluff ending romance if this makes sense if unable to do this request idea due to complex of it I understand agin dm if u have any questions have good day

I Need You

Dan heng x RWBY!reader

Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, isekai?

A/n: I hope you don't mind that I changed some things up, I haven't gotten past Jarilo VI yet. Also, gonna make Stelle and 7th date in this bc yes. Sorry for the amount of shit that's ooc. Hope you enjoy :]

Readers semblance is called snowfall. They turn themself into snow in the same way Ruby turns herself into a cloud of rose petals, can also add more people to it. But they can also make frozen platforms and such the same way Weiss uses her glyphs. They can't use the snow to change/affect anyone though, like time dilation, nor can they mix any dust in with it(aside from ice to make it more affective). They can't summon in the same way Weiss can either, just small inanimate objects like shards of ice.

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"RUBY!" Y/n yelled out as they used their semblance to pull Neo away from their friend, and towards themself. They used their sickle and tried to cut her, but it was just another of Neo's illusions. They looked back at Ruby as the illusion shattered like glass and they saw her trying to push Neo off of herself. "GODDAMMIT! NEOPOLITAN!" They yelled out in a rage, using their semblance to burst forward and landed on her back, hooking their two sickles over the closed parasol to lock it under Neo's chin and leaned back, pulling Neo off of their friend.

Neopolitan wasn't able to keep her balance up, with them on her back and choking her with her own weapon, so she fell backwards and landed near the edge of the platform that was surrounded by nothingness. It made Y/n lose their grip on the girl and fall off completely. But not before taking Hush, Neo's weapon, down with them. Hopefully, they had helped their friends, even if just a little..

-

Cold. That was all they felt. The chill of winter. Were they in the Tundra of Solitas?.. how did they get there.. what were they doing..? Everything was fuzzy after the broadcast was sent..

Even with their closed eyelids, everything was so bright. They could still feel their two sickles in their hands, something was connecting the two."I need to get out.. before my aura depletes completely.." They thought and tried to stand, letting go of a sickle to cover their eyes from the harsh brightness. Finally they opened their eyes to look down and saw they sickles still connected to Hush. "Oh.. right.. me and Ruby were fighting Neo.. Ruby! Where- wait.."

"Where am I..?" They asked aloud as they looked around. It definitely felt like Solitas, but something was different.. it wasn't as cold as the tundra should have been.. and where is Atlas? It should be right infront of them in ruins. They looked up to the sky, still shading their eyes and saw the moon. It was whole.

A loud yell was heard from behind them. Their eyes still hadn't adjusted to the brightness. Maybe they should have taken Coco's advice a year back and invested in some sunglasses. Oh well, no use in thinking about that now. They turned around to look back and saw a blonde man in armor. That definitely wasn't Atlesian armor. Just where the fuck were they? And where was Yang. She has to have been here aswell. I mean she fell down before they did! The man started to speak. No, more like interrogate them, but they couldn't understand a single word.

"What's going on? And where am I? I was supposed to help with the evacuation from Atlas!" Y/n started to explain, but the man just seemed to grow more confused. He spoke up again, this time in a softer tone, but it just sounded like jibberish to Y/n. He was speaking another language, that's for sure, but it wasn't one of the four from the kingdoms. Was this some native language from people who lived out here?.. But that should be impossible, Solitas is almost completely uninhabitable. Then again, they've seen the proof that this wasnt Remnant. Just who was this man?

Y/n tried once again to speak, this time in Mistralian, "Hello..? Do you know where I am..?" While it hadn't been that long since they last spoke it, it still felt weird. But atleast it got results. The man seemed to understand what they were saying. "My name is Y/n.. I don't know where I am or how I got here.. could you help me..?"

The man nodded before clearing his throat. "Yes. Here, come with me back to the city. We will get everything sorted after. It is.. dangerous out here." He spoke, choppy and not quite all there. Almost like it was a new language he was still learning.

He just stood there expectantly, waiting for them to move. And so they did. But not before picking up the sickle they had dropped and placing the two back in their designated sheaths. Then followed the blonde man.

-

Y/n had been living in Belabog long enough to have learnt the native language. They had learnt about the fragmentum and the monsters it brought. And while they were an upgrade of the typical grimm they had fought back on Remnant, the fragmentum beasts weren't necessarily hard to defeat. The man who had rescued them had taught Y/n all about this world and its language was called Gepard. He had also taught them about the Fragmentum beasts.

But they were getting tired of living here. They missed the others, and they still weren't able to locate Yang. Did she just.. not make it..? Or was she in a different universe entirely? Did the others make it to Vacuo? Was Penny safe? Was Ruby able to beat Neo? They kept wondering things like this, it sucked. To be fair, maybe they died and passed on to a different realm, but still. It worried Y/n that they didn't know anything about their old friends, or if they were even still alive anymore. They hadn't told Gepard anything about their past, claiming to have amnesia. He seemed to buy it, since they clearly didn't know anything about this world.

-

"It's the suspect and his accomplices! Arrest them!" One of the Silvermane guards had yelled out as a suspicious looking man fled the scene, leaving three others behind to fight. Y/N was currently with Gemard on patrol when they had heard all the commotion. They weren't necessarily working for the Silvermane guards, but they did like to help every now and again.

"Hey! Where do you think you're-!" The girl in.. a summer dress? Yelled out to the man, but he had already fled. And just like that, the guards started attacking.

"Should we step in?" Y/n asked, but Gepard just shook his head.

"Not yet." He said.

And so they waited, but the guards were getting their asses handed to them. "Gepard.." Y/n warned. He said nothing. It was only until the girl in the dress was shooting a frozen arrow did he move. Walking over and blocking her attack completely. The girl gasped and took a step back. Was that something she's never seen before?

"I, Gepard Landau, Captain of the silvermane guards, order you to relinquish your futile resistance." He said, but they didn't let up. Instead, the girl spat out a threat.

"GRR!! That Sampo cheated us! Oh just wait till I get my hands on him!" She yelled and her grip on her bow tightened as she thrashed it.

"Suspect! Relinquish your resistance!" One of the guards piped up. It seemed to make her more angry.

"Ugh! So I'm a criminal now?! Forget about Sampo, wait till I get my hands on YOU!" She yelled and fired an arrow at the guard. The fight went pretty much how they had expected it to go. Gepard defeated the group.

"And what of the prime suspect? The one with blue hair." He asked another guard, who answered in apology as he explained how the suspicious guy had managed to get away. But Gepard shrugged off the apology and focused on the three infront of him. "Atleast we have his accomplices. He'll be close by, plotting his next move." But the three explained how they weren't connected to the weird guy at all. And even showed a picture of the planet. Jarilo VI.. it was kind of beautiful from afar..

"Gepard, may I speak with them..?" Y/n spoke up, standing next to the tall blonde. He simply nodded and turned to talk with his guards. "So.. you're all from other planets?" They asked, tilting their head. And two of the three nodded. The tall guy just seemed to stay quiet, like he wasn't actually a part of the conversation, he looked like Ren. "Can I ask you all something.. because I'm guessing you've traveled to other planets aswell.. have you come across one named Remnant..?" They asked, they knew they shouldn't be hopeful but it just seeped into their voice. Sadly the girl shook her head.

"Sadly, I can't say I've been to a planet named that. Can you describe what it looks like..? Do you have any photos of it, or maybe a map of some sorts?" She spoke, she genuinely wanted to help. It made them feel a little hopeful again. She seemed a lot like Nora, it made Y/n want to chuckle.

"Yeah, here." Y/n pulled out their scroll so show her a photo of Remnants map. Hoping that she had atleast seen it. But she only shook her head.

"I'm sorry.. I can't say I've ever seen it. What about you, Dan Heng? Have you ever seen a planet like this?" She asked the tall man, but he shook his head aswell. Y/n seemed sad at the response, but remembered the shattered moon.

"Here! Have you seen this moon anywhere??" They held up a picture of the shattered moon. By the brothers.. they missed it. The two shook their heads again. "Is she new..?" Y/n asked and pointed at the third person.

"Yeah! This is Stelle! Our newest addition!" The shorter girl clung to Stelle. "Oh! Hey, do you think that if we explain the situation to Himeko, that we can bring them along and help them find their home?" She asked.. Dan Heng, was his name? But he sighed and shook his head.

"I don't know." The two reminded them of Ren and Nora. It made them sad to think about, they still didn't know if anyone was okay or not.

-

Y/n hadn't expected this to happen, but they kind of just tagged along with the three other-worlders. Much to Gepard's dismay. It was fun. Like back in Atlas when they were wanted criminals. Well.. maybe fun wasn't the right word to use. But it was entertaining and helped Y/n keep their mind occupied for a little while. Then, when they arrived in the underworld, helping the Happy hun- no, these were Wildfire, not the happy huntresses.

They couldn't help but mix the two up. The leader, who they had later found out was Natasha and not Oleg, was like a secret love child of Robyn, May and Winter.

During this entire time, Y/n found out that the short girl was called March 7th (they just liked to call her 7th) and that she and Stelle were dating. Which, Stelle kind of reminded them of Blake and Pyrrha. They also found that Dan Heng was often left alone or third wheeling, so Y/n liked to join him when out on patrol. Often going out on walks, nothing was said between the two, they just liked being in eachothers presence.

It had been hard for Y/n to open up about anything with these three. But they were the only ones who truly understood what they needed. That's why they liked spending time with Dan Heng. They never felt like they needed to speak.

-

They sucked in a breath, standing on the platform they created. This was bad. Really bad. Svarog wasn't going to listen to the four of them, and Stelle wasn't helping. They needed to get Dan Heng and the others out of here. Bursting into snowfall, they tried to merge with them, but only managed to reach Dan Heng before svarog shot a waring at the two, flinging Y/n away from the others while Dan Heng landed behind the two women.

-

After the fight, 7th walked up to Y/n with sparkling eyes "You can turn yourself into snow?!" She seemed so excited. Too excited. They blushed from embarrassment as 7th was practically pushed up against them.

"W-well..-"

"March. Leave them be." Dan Heng said and pulled the girl off of Y/n. Which in return made them smile and nod a thanks in return. "Although, I am quite curious aswell.." Y/n let out a sigh before nodding.

"It's called a semblance.. everyone on my world has one." They said plainly, not wanting to get into more detail. "Mine is Snowfall."

-

Over time, Y/n opened up a bit more. And bit by bit, started to laugh and have fun. They still preferred to be around Dan Heng, he was like Blake and Ren. Comfortable. It made them more willing to open up.

"So.. how do people get their semblances?" He asked, sitting on the ground next to them, leaning against a wall.

"Well first, a good step is to unlock your aura- err, soul. It's different for everyone. Mine came to me one day while I was training with a friend.. he attacked and I forgot to activate my aura- soul's force field. His blade went straight into my stomach and I suddenly found myself flung into a wall, blade still lodged in my side." They chuckled at the memory, hand over where their friend had left a permanent scar.

-

"And who is this?" Himeko asked, clearly on edge around Y/n. Having never seen this person before, she suspected them to be someone from either Jarilo VI or worse case scenario, a Stellaron Hunter. Even Pom-pom was hiding from them. The same way the little bunny hid from a Stellaron Hunter.

"This is Y/n, they're trying to find a way back to their homeworld. A planet named Remnant." 7th explained, much to Himeko's disapproval.

Himeko turned to Dan Heng and asked if he was sure they could be trusted, "I don’t see why they wouldn't be.. I mean they helped with everything on Jarilo VI. Along with Stelle." He stated. Himeko still felt skeptical but alas, this wasn't her decision to make, it was Pom-pom's.

"I say they can stay.. for the time being, but you all better keep an eye on them!" Pom-pom said seriously. Himeko sighed and smiled at Y/n.

"I.. apologize for that" She said, but they shook their head.

"No, it's good to be skeptical. I don't blame you for it." After all, they had been skeptical of anyone within the Atlas military when they first arrived at Atlas. And even though they didn't like being observed, they understood the caution.

-

Over time, everyone warmed up to Y/n. Even Pom-pom liked them. They always brought some kind of gift back for the little conductor. Himeko, while she had no more suspicions on them, she felt uneasy around them. There was something about their calmness. Why was someone so young, so good with combat? An 18 year old who has combat experience on the same level as a war veteran. It wasn't something she wanted to think about. She heard someone's voice from the next room over and decided to evesdrop in on the conversation.

"So.. you're telling me that in your world, kids are trained from the age of 13 in combat?" Dan Heng asked Y/n, and they nodded their head

"Yeah! See, we have these creatures named grim, they're like Fragmentum beasts but much more mindless. And they're attracted to negative emotions, so in order to protect the cities, we train the next generationof huntsmen and huntresses." They said proudly, though there was clearly something off with how they stated it. Dan Heng wasn't going to ask about it though, he felt that if he did, they would distance themself. That's not something he wanted. He had grown to enjoy their company quite a lot, so the thought of accidentally ruining that by bringing up something they weren't ready to talk about yet felt...

"I see." He smiled at Y/n. "Is that why you're such a good fighter? Would you mind training with me from time to time?" He asked, tilting his head a bit. The smile and nod he received as an answer made him smile in return, though, only a little.

-

The black fog that spewed out all over the floor of the cart brought everyone to high alert. Pom-pom stuck to Welt's side, clearly terrified of the unknown substance. It wasn't until Y/n walked into the train cart that the black ooze started forming in the middle of the room. Dripping from the ceiling down to the floor, creating a small puddle.

"Hm, and here I was, looking for.. someone else." a familiar voice rang out and Y/n instinctively got into battle stance, panic rising. "Now, now.." she spoke out again, rising from the puddle with a.. another hound?! "Do you really think you could take me on? Don't you remember what happened to poor little Summer Rose?" She smirked directly at the huntsman, "and you remember my hound, don't you? How it bested you?~"

Instead of fighting like they should, Y/n dropped their weapons, taking a few steps back, tripping and falling over themself with a scream. Salem just looked irritated. Although, the hound didn't budge one bit.

"Hm~? And here I was, about to inform you about all that has happened. How team RWBY died." She smirked to herself, "go." She said before puffing into a black smoke and the hound sprang into action, leaping at Y/n.

Too frozen in fear, Y/n could only watch as the hound pounced at them.

Then something knocked it away to the side. A spear. "Are you okay?" A voice asked. Who was it..? They couldn't register anyone or anything aside from the hound. Which just stood up like it was nothing.

"Kill.." It said. It's voice more feminine than the last. It's body contorted as it turned towards Y/n. "Kill.. silver eyes.." It said again, walking towards them.

"Y/N! SNAP OUT OF IT!" yelled a woman, loud enough to shock the young huntsman out of their fear. Himeko. Then they noticed an arrow sticking out of its back. Multiple. They were 7th's.

"Someone! Help me blast its face off!" They yelled and got up, grabbing their sickles. Immediately, Himeko shot at the hounds face. Under it was a young woman. Far to familiar for comfort. It looked almost like..

...

...

A blinding white light filled the room as the grim disappeared into dust. Only human bones remained. No.. this was a faunus. She had a tail. Their breath was choppy.

"What... who.. what was that..?" Pom-pom asked, still hiding behind Welt. "Y/n..? Y/N?!" was the last thing they heard from the conductor before collapsing.

-

Their eyes fluttered open, looking around the room. Dan Heng was asleep next to their bed. The conductor was also there, though it looked more like they had just walked in. "H-hello, Pom-pom.." their voice was hoarse, but it still made the little bunny look up with glee.

"Oh! You're awake!" Pom-pom exclaimed, placing the tray with tea that the huntsman only now seemed to notice. "I was hoping that you would wake, so I made some tea. Perfect timing, really." The little conductor smiled at Y/n. "Oh, could you wake Dan Heng? He's been worried sick, hasn't left your side since the incident. He can join us for tea!"

"No need.." Dan Heng's head raised from his position, his eyes just barely opened. "To wake me up I mean." He added, realizing that they might have thought he meant the tea part. "I'll gladly join you both for tea."

Pom-pom made one cup for each of them, handing it out to Dan Heng and Y/n. This was so calming, but Y/n didn't really remember anything, so wasn't sure why they were in the medical cart. Lifting their cup to their mouth, they asked hesitantly "... so what happened..? Before I passed out." It made the other two nervous, they didn't even know. All Dan Heng knew was that there was a grim and some grim woman.

"I.." he started, before pausing to collect his thoughts better. "You seemed to recognize the woman. And there was a grim, or I think it was atleast." It seemed like with what he said made the memories of that night flood back to them.

".. ruby.." They gasped, but remembered that it was a faunus, and not the powerful girl they were close friends with. A headache came on quickly, making the huntsman grip their head with agony. "Ngg..."

"Y/n?" Dan Heng reached his hand out to them, placing it over their forehead. Concern filled him as he felt how they were burning up. Though, his hand was considerably cold making the huntsman sigh with relief. "You're burning up.." he muttered.

Pom-pom handed him a glass of water, "it's for them. Cold. Hopefully it will help. I'll leave some pain killers here. I need to get back to work." The little conductor motioned to the bedside table that had a small box of meds. Dan Heng took the glass, thanking Pom-pom. The conductor nodded and left.

"Drink. You'll feel better." Dan Heng's voice rang out as Y/n felt the rim of the cold glass press against their lips. Helping them drink the water, he asked "need something for the pain?" And they nodded.

A while after he gave them a pain killer and they finished the water, they fell back asleep. He decided to put an ice pack on their head before falling asleep in the chair he was on.

-

"Finally well enough to be up and about?" Himeko asked, and Y/n nodded. It was a relief seeing the young huntsman moving around. Especially since Dan Heng seemed to be so worried about them.

"I wanted to ask.. is there a possibility that we would be able to find my home land soon..?" They didn't mean for it to sound the way it did. But the way it came out made them seem desperate to leave the crew.

Himeko definitely picked up on that, and she wasn't going to lie, it made her feel kind of sad. "Any particular reason? I get wanting to go home, but.."

"I've seen similar events happen.. I.. I just don't want to be the reason you all die.. especially not like that.." the memories had been flooding their mind ever since they woke up after Salem's attack. It had been almost a year since the platforms to Vacuo plan so they've had time to process and move on from that experience. It had been a few months since they last thought about Remnant in that way. But now that they knew Salem could reach them.. Y/n was terrified, and the nightmares had come back to haunt them.

"We deal with stellarons on a daily basis. I think we'll be fine." Stelle had randomly popped up to say her sass of the day. And while it did make Y/n smile, they still couldn't stop thinking about everything that had happened on Remnant because of them and team RWBY.

"Yeah, I suppose.. but Salem.. nevermind. I just want to go home." They looked at their feet, feeling ashamed that they had wanted to leave this amazing group of people. The refused to look up, even when a hand was placed on their shoulder.

"If something like that happens again.. we- we have no idea how to stop it. We would have been dead if it wasn't for you. Please stay. We need you... I need you."

It was Dan Heng's voice. He had whispered that last part, but they could still hear it. Did he- a blush crept onto their face and finally, they looked up at him.

"You make me happy. Comfortable. Don't get me wrong, I feel happy and comfortable with everyone else here, but it's never awkward with you. I've grown to realize that I need you. Please, stay. I love you."

It was probably the most they had ever heard him say in one go. And, even with his monotone voice, they still heard the emotions he put into it.

"Did you.. have you been practicing that line?" Y/n couldn't help but smile, their blush growing. And so did his.

Feeling bashful, he looked away before answering with a small "Yes.."

"I love you too"

[doxiedreg]

Hi hello im alive Have some highly experimental art I made of donkey dan and bull thorn for an arpg group I recently finally properly joined (its called anathema and all the characters are ungulates) This is an in universe tarot card called The Bond The description of the card is as follows:

The Bond

Two figures: one carries a sheaf of grain, the other holds a sickle. They are connected with a red cord, but are they holding it, or are they bound together?

Upright: Love, relationships, family

Reversed: Disharmony, enemies, loss Dan's card would of course be the reversed version because he makes enemies everywhere with his scams Instead of drawing a sickle, I decided to let thorn's horns represent it. I also made another concept of the same card:

I do intend to finish it but not today as it's getting late and im tired Anyway I hope you guys enjoy!

[todaysdocument]

Discharge Petition for H.R. 7152, the Civil Rights Act of 1964

Record Group 233: Records of the U.S. House of RepresentativesSeries: General Records

This item, H.R. 7152, the Civil Rights Act of 1964, faced strong opposition in the House Rules Committee. Howard Smith, Chairman of the committee, refused to schedule hearings for the bill. Emanuel Celler, Chairman of the Judiciary Committee, attempted to use this discharge petition to move the bill out of committee without holding hearings. The petition failed to gain the required majority of Congress (218 signatures), but forced Chairman Smith to schedule hearings.

88th CONGRESS. House of Representatives No. 5 Motion to Discharge a Committee from the Consideration of a RESOLUTION (State whether bill, joint resolution, or resolution) December 9, 1963 To the Clerk of the House of Representatives: Pursuant to Clause 4 of Rule XXVII (see rule on page 7), I EMANUEL CELLER (Name of Member), move to discharge to the Commitee on RULES (Committee) from the consideration of the RESOLUTION; H. Res. 574 entitled, a RESOLUTION PROVIDING FOR THE CONSIDERATION OF THE BILL (H. R. 7152) which was referred to said committee November 27, 1963 in support of which motion the undersigned Members of the House of Representatives affix their signatures, to wit: 1. Emanuel Celler 2. John J. Rooney 3. Seymour Halpern 4. James G Fulton 5. Thomas W Pelly 6. Robt N. C. Nix 7. Jeffery Cohelan 8. W A Barrett 9. William S. Mailiard 10. 11. Augustus F. Hawkins 12. Otis G. Pike 13. Benjamin S Rosenthal 14. Spark M Matsunaga 15. Frank M. Clark 16. William L Dawson 17. Melvin Price 18. John C. Kluczynski 19. Barratt O'Hara 20. George E. Shipley 21. Dan Rostenkowski 22. Ralph J. Rivers[page] 2 23. Everett G. Burkhalter 24. Robert L. Leggett 25. William L St Onge 26. Edward P. Boland 27. Winfield K. Denton 28. David J. Flood 29. 30. Lucian N. Nedzi 31. James Roosevelt 32. Henry C Reuss 33. Charles S. Joelson 34. Samuel N. Friedel 35. George M. Rhodes 36. William F. Ryan 37. Clarence D. Long 38. Charles C. Diggs Jr 39. Morris K. Udall 40. Wm J. Randall 41. 42. Donald M. Fraser 43. Joseph G. Minish 44. Edith Green 45. Neil Staebler 46. 47. Ralph R. Harding 48. Frank M. Karsten 49. 50. John H. Dent 51. John Brademas 52. John E. Moss 53. Jacob H. Gilbert 54. Leonor K. Sullivan 55. John F. Shelley 56. 57. Lionel Van Deerlin 58. Carlton R. Sickles 59. 60. Edward R. Finnegan 61. Julia Butler Hansen 62. Richard Bolling 63. Ken Heckler 64. Herman Toll 65. Ray J Madden 66. J Edward Roush 67. James A. Burke 68. Frank C. Osmers Jr 69. Adam Powell 70. 71. Fred Schwengel 72. Philip J. Philiben 73. Byron G. Rogers 74. John F. Baldwin 75. Joseph Karth 76. 77. Roland V. Libonati 78. John V. Lindsay 79. Stanley R. Tupper 80. Joseph M. McDade 81. Wm Broomfield 82. 83. 84. Robert J Corbett 85. 86. Craig Hosmer87. Robert N. Giaimo 88. Claude Pepper 89. William T Murphy 90. George H. Fallon 91. Hugh L. Carey 92. Robert T. Secrest 93. Harley O. Staggers 94. Thor C. Tollefson 95. Edward J. Patten 96. 97. Al Ullman 98. Bernard F. Grabowski 99. John A. Blatnik 100. 101. Florence P. Dwyer 102. Thomas L. ? 103. 104. Peter W. Rodino 105. Milton W. Glenn 106. Harlan Hagen 107. James A. Byrne 108. John M. Murphy 109. Henry B. Gonzalez 110. Arnold Olson 111. Harold D Donahue 112. Kenneth J. Gray 113. James C. Healey 114. Michael A Feighan 115. Thomas R. O'Neill 116. Alphonzo Bell 117. George M. Wallhauser 118. Richard S. Schweiker 119. 120. Albert Thomas 121. 122. Graham Purcell 123. Homer Thornberry 124. 125. Leo W. O'Brien 126. Thomas E. Morgan 127. Joseph M. Montoya 128. Leonard Farbstein 129. John S. Monagan 130. Brad Morse 131. Neil Smith 132. Harry R. Sheppard 133. Don Edwards 134. James G. O'Hara 135. 136. Fred B. Rooney 137. George E. Brown Jr. 138. 139. Edward R. Roybal 140. Harris. B McDowell jr. 141. Torbert H. McDonall 142. Edward A. Garmatz 143. Richard E. Lankford 144. Richard Fulton 145. Elizabeth Kee 146. James J. Delaney 147. Frank Thompson Jr 148. 149. Lester R. Johnson 150. Charles A. Buckley4 151. Richard T. Hanna 152. James Corman 153. Paul A Fino 154. Harold M. Ryan 155. Martha W. Griffiths 156. Adam E. Konski 157. Chas W. Wilson 158. Michael J. Kewan 160. Alex Brooks 161. Clark W. Thompson 162. John D. Gringell [?] 163. Thomas P. Gill 164. Edna F. Kelly 165. Eugene J. Keogh 166 John. B. Duncan 167. Elmer J. Dolland 168. Joe Caul 169. Arnold Olsen 170. Monte B. Fascell [?] 171. [not deciphered] 172. J. Dulek 173. Joe W. [undeciphered] 174. J. J. Pickle [Numbers 175 through 214 are blank]

[forasgaard]

Fateful Night - Pt. 1

pairing: Neteyam x Reader

warnings: aged up Neteyam and siblings, alcohol, drugs, almost rape, angst, argument, fluff

words: 3.2k

summary: There is a ceremony at the Omatikaya clan. You and your friends have fun until Lo'aks friends appear. That one guy shows you a beautiful place in the forest but then he kisses you. You kiss him back to make Neteyam jealous but he starts touching you and you don't want that. Neteyam saves you, but he gets angry with you and you two get in an argument which ends in confessing feelings for each other.

Part 2

Masterlist

Part 1

The eclipse just ended. The setting light colored the glade where the tree of souls stood orange-red. Jake Sully stood before the crowd, adorned with the olo'ektan's feather sickle. His wife, Neytiri, stood to one side, along with the shaman Mo'at. She had started the ceremony with big words. You sat in the front row next to your friends the Sully kids and Spider. Jake, the Omatikaya clan leader raised a hand. "My friends! My brothers, sisters! Another year is behind us. Another year that we were allowed to live in Eywa's balance." Jake looked meaningfully down at the crowd. As his gaze wandered over Norm, he nodded to him.

"Tonight we thank her for all gifts. For the sun and the moons. For the rain that makes the earth fertile. And for our people. We lost a beloved brother. But we also gained two sisters!" He pointed to a woman with twins in her arms. She smiled happily. "To another fruitful year! Let the great mother's ceremony begin!"

The Great Mother's ceremony was like a celebration of gratitude for Eywa. It marked the start of a new year for the Omatikaya. There was always an extensive celebration with lots of music and wild dancing. At least that's what Lo'ak and Neteyam told you. For you, it was the first ceremony here among the Na'vi.

After Jake finished his speech, the crowd dispersed. Drums and musical instruments echoed across the clearing, soon joined by shamanic chanting. Jake was chatting with Norm and some of his old scientist friends, who were invited to the party. Suddenly Lo'ak jumped up next to you. "Come on!" He pulled you up and together you guys ran through the forest. The area around the Tree of Souls was decorated with lights. Torches stuck in the earth and decorations of feathers swayed gently in the wind.

It was getting really dark now. But luckily your avatar eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness. Together with your friends, you went to one of the large clearings nearby. Na'vi's were standing at the edge distributing food and drinks. In the middle of the square, people were dancing to the music. You saw a group of young people handing out little things that the Na'vi popped into their mouths, laughing. As you got closer, you saw that they were glowing insects. Blue and green glowing worms and caterpillars. You shook yourself in disgust. But Lo'ak seemed quite enthusiastic.

"Hey, let's do that too, folks!" Spider looks at him skeptically. "Are those those hallucinogenic bugs?"

"Yes!" Lo'ak exclaimed enthusiastically. Neteyam grabbed his arm decisively. "No way! Did you hear?"

"Man, Bro!" protested the younger offended. "Let's have some fun!"

And now you understood what it was about. Drugs. Eating these insects had to be similar to eating hallucinogenic mushrooms. "Lo'ak, cut that shit," said Kiri, who was holding Tuk's hand. Lo'ak rolled his eyes in annoyance. "By Eywa. You're spoilsports!"

But he was soon distracted by the fire show in the center of the square. A few Na'vi danced across the glade with torches, twirling them in elaborate tricks. There were even two fire breathers. Tuk's eyes widened with excitement and you had to hold back your laughter. When the show was over, more and more Omatikaya were drawn to the clearing. They all danced wildly and you guys soon found ourselves dancing too.

Neteyam once tried to teach you the folk dances of the people. You had already forgotten most of it and  everyone danced as they wanted anyways. Took and Kiri had grabbed each others hands and were spinning around. Spider jumped around, his  his dreadlocks bounced and Lo'ak danced happily around us. You tried to move to the drumming music. But you kept bumping into Neteyam, and that threw you off balance.

You had quite a crush on him. For long time now. But he only seemed to see you as his best friend, so you hadn't dared to tell him until now. Besides, you had recently seen him with a girl from the village. They had only talked, but they seemed intimate in a way you would never be with him. You were an avatar after all. They accepted you, and of course they liked you. But you  would never quite be one of them.

Eventually, Tuk got tired and Kiri picked her up. "I think I'd better take her home," she said. Took yawned heartily. The two disappeared into the forest. You danced a little more until finally Lo'ak saw his friends. His face lit up and he waved to the crowd. Three guys emerged from the crowd and approached us.

"Hey bro!" They greeted Lo'ak with a grin. "Hi guys!"

You had only seen Lo'ak's friends once. He often hung out with them when his siblings were getting on his nerves. They all held carved wooden cups in their hands, filled with a purple glowing liquid. "Hello Neteyam," the tallest of them nodded in greeting to Neteyam. They were all three about Lo'ak's age. The tallest of them had shoulder-length braids, while one of his friends had his hair pulled up in a bun. The third guy had dreadlocks, just like Jake.

"Where did you leave Kiri?" the boy with the dreads asked. Lo'ak shrugged. "She brings home Tuk."

"Ah. Well, it's probably for the best if she's not there, she doesn't like us anyway." The guy with the bun laughed.

"Where did you get that?" Lo'ak gestured at the mugs. The dreadlock guy pointed across the clearing. "Put them out there. You should hurry, otherwise everything will be empty."

Lo'ak's eyes widened. "Come on guys!", he said to you , Spider and Neteyam. Together you walked over to where a couple of Na'vi were sitting around a cooking area. The purple liquid floated in a large cauldron. Less than two seconds later, you got handed a mug. The drink smelled sweet, like berries and you glanced at Neteyam questioningly.

"What is that?"

"Teylu-Nectar," he replied, which didn't make you any the wiser. But he drank it without hesitation, so you assumed it was safe. Probably something like alcohol. It definitely tasted super fruity and sweet.

You danced for a while. Lo'ak and his friends drank one cup after the other and the mood grew more and more exuberant. You also felt lighter and lighter and you danced happily with Neteyam, who had only drunk one cup. Lo'ak and Spider chatted animatedly with the boys. Then suddenly, the taller one came over to you. He smiled charmingly.

"Hi. I'm Rungatya."

"Hi," you smiled back. His gaze wandered unashamedly over your body. No one had ever looked at you like that before and you felt heat rising inside you. But it wasn't uncomfortable. That's when you noticed Neteyam stepping closer. His hand gently touched your arm. Rungatya registered it but left it uncommented. He looked at Neteyam.

"Won't you get us something else to drink?", he asked. Neteyam frowned. "Don't you think you've had enough already?" He looked over at Lo'ak and Spider, who were laughing themselves half to death. Rungatya waved him off with a laugh. "Oh, we've only just started having fun! Come on big brother. Forget your duties for a night. I'll take care of her for the time being."

Neteyam struggled, but he also didn't want to look stupid in front of Lo'ak's friends. He looked at you, doubtfully. You just shrugged, signaling that it would be okay. "Fine, I'll be right back," Neteyam grumbled and left. Rungatya laughed, shaking his head.

"He always only has his obligations on his mind. Instead of having a bit of fun!"

You faked a smile. Because you didn't think it was very nice that he had chased Neteyam away, even though he could get some drinks himself.

While you two waited for Neteyam and the drinks, you chatted with Rungatya. He was nice and charming. A bit brash sometimes, but your head was so already dazed from the drinks that you didn't really notice it. You also didn't notice that he accidentally touched you. And you suddenly realized that Neteyam had been gone for quite a while. Rungatya seemed to notice that too. He looked across the clearing, then at Lo'ak and the others.

"Neteyam is long gone"

"Hmm," you said approvingly. Where was he? He hadn't left you here, had he? But no, Neteyam would never do that. Rungatya put a hand on your arm, like you guys were old friends. "Would you like to go for a short walk? I need a bit of distance from the people here. Besides, there is a beautiful tree nearby that I have to show you." You looked at him doubtfully. "But Nete-"

"Oh, he'll be fine. Come on!" He grabbed your hand and pulled you  along. The two of you left the clearing and festivities behind and disappeared into the forest. A few torches lit the way, but then it got darker and darker. Only the fluorescent plants gave us light.

Eventually, you came to a small clearing with a wide tree. It had no leaves but vines and tendrils that snaked down from the crown almost to the ground. Similar to weeping willows that used to grow on earth. The tendrils formed a curtain around the tree. Rungatya pushed them aside and you stood under the thick trunk of the tree. It was like a little cave in here. Luminous insects buzzed in the air and lit up the night. It was breathtaking.

"Wow!" you went. Rungatya laughed. "And Neteyam really never showed you this place? I can't believe it!"

You shook your head and spinned around. "It is wonderful here!"

Suddenly something stopped you from spinning. Rungatya had grabbed your hand. He came closer and a smile appeared on his lips. "I see something else beautiful here." If Na'vi could blush, you would right now. You smiled shyly at him. He was handsome. Tall, and his muscles well defined. His smile was open and friendly. If you hadn't a crush on Neteyam, you might have even considered him. But in your mind  was no room for anyone but Neteyam.

Rungatya came closer and took both of your hands. You could smell his scent. His yellow eyes met yours, trying to figure out what you were thinking.

Suddenly there was a loud screeching from the forest. Not too far away at all. You both winced.

You looked at Rungatya, startled. "What was that?" But he put a reassuring hand on your shoulder and stepped closer, protectively. "Only animals. Don't worry"

...

Grumbling, Neteyam ran back with the drinks. Why did Dad have to stop him now? Jake had entered the glade, just as Neteyam was getting the drinks. Neteyam had only wanted to tell him briefly that Kiri was taking Tuk home, but his dad immediately engaged him in a conversation about responsibility and how, as the eldest, he had to look after his siblings, when he saw the drinks.

Neteyam just had rolled his eyes. It didn't matter now! He wanted to go back to Y/N. He had seen Rungatya eyeing her. How his eyes had scanned her body. And he hated it! He had never liked Lo'ak friends. They made even more nonsense than Lo'ak alone did. And that they now also had their eye on Y/N...

She was his best friend. Unfortunately. Neteyam wished she was more than that. He had been in love with her since she first came to them. Her avatar body was so beautiful and her smile brightened the day. Only he couldn't tell her. Couldn't tell her how he felt because that would destroy their friendship.

Lost in thoughts, Neteyam came back to the party with the drinks in his hands. It didn't take him long to find his friends in the crowd. Spider's human body stood out conspicuously through it. Lo'ak was right next to him, jumping wildly through the air. Neteyam sighed. He was drunk, it would be great tomorrow.

"Hey Brooo!" Lo'ak waved at Neteyam and put an arm around his shoulders. Then he saw the drinks in Neteyam's hands. "Oh more drinks! Thanks Bro." He grabbed a mug and emptied it in one gulp.

"Lo'ak," Neteyam hissed admonishingly. "What?"  his little brother laughed carelessly. His friends next to him gave Neteyam a friendly nudge on the shoulder. They too were already quite confused in the head. "Relax! We're having fun!" Neteyam sighed in resignation and looked around searchingly. Y/N was not there. Neither does Rungatya. He stood on tiptoe for a moment to get a better look. But nothing. Concerned, he turned to Spider. The only one you could still talk to normally around here.

"Hey Spider, did you see Y/N?"

Spider took a sip from his mug. He had to be careful, the Na'vi drinks affected his body much more than the Omatikaya's. Spider pointed to a spot in the forest. "They went there a few minutes ago."

Neteyam frowned. "Both? Did they say where they are going?" But Spider shook his head. "No. Sorry, bro" Neteyam looked at Lo'ak again. Then he made a decision.

"Take care of Lo'ak, yeah?" he asked Spider. "If it gets too much, take him home or tell Dad. I'll go find Y/N."

"Alright"

With that, Neteyam disappeared into the woods. He looked around, calling Y/N's name. But nothing. Cursing, he looked out into the night. Then his gaze fell on footprints in the ground. Neteyam grinned and followed them. He wasn't a good tracker for nothing. The tracks eventually left the path, but Neteyam continued to follow them.

Eventually, distant laughter reached his sensitive ears. His gaze wandered through the dark night and got stuck on the 'Cave Tree'. Long branches and lianas hung from the treetops to the ground. When Lo'ak and he were children they had discovered the tree and called it like that because it looked like a cave from the inside.

Were Y/N and Rungatya in there? A bitter feeling rose in him. Actually, he had wanted to show her that tree. Neteyam ignored his footsteps and startled a group of animals. They ran away, yelling loudly, through the undergrowth. Neteyam cursed and ducked behind the nearest tree. Great! Jake had repeatedly drummed into him to pay attention to his surroundings and his steps when hunting. And what did he do? Startled sleeping animals that made a hoot. Hopefully Y/N and Rungatya hadn't heard him.

...

Rungatya kept getting closer to you. His hand, still resting on your  shoulder, now traveled up to your cheek. Your heart beat faster, but you didn't move. "You're really beautiful," he said. "There's something exotic about you, I like that."

He tilted his head slightly and studied the stripes on your forehead. His ears twitched slightly. Then he leaned forward and placed his lips on yours. You froze. Rungatya let go of you when he realized you didn't reply. "I'm sorry."

You shook your head. Confused. "No, I mean..." Your mind raced. What the hell were you doing here? But then an idea came to you. Maybe you should kiss him back. Maybe it would be fun. And surely Rungatya would tell his friends and then Neteyam would find out. Maybe it would make him jealous.

Your foggy brain thought the idea was brilliant. You returned Rungatya's look sweetly. Then you put your lips on his. His lips tasted like the sweet juice from earlier. You felt him deepen the kiss immediately. He put his hands on your waist and gently, but firmly pushed you backwards until you hit the tree. Rungatya's fingers were warm against your skin. He parted his lips and his tongue found yours.

You put your hands on his cheeks. It felt nice but somehow something was missing. Rungatya pressed you gently against the tree and his kiss became more demanding. More quickly. His hands wandered over your body.

Suddenly it was too much for you. You tensed up and tried to duck away. But he grabbed your wrists and pinned them against the tree, above your head. His broad body shielded yours from the outside world, you couldn't get away. His tongue wandered around in your mouth and suddenly you felt nauseous. You turned your head away.

"Stop Rungatya." But that didn't seem to impress him. His right hand slid from your waist up your body, to the base of your breasts. Luckily you were wearing a woven top.

"Stop it!"

Your voice began to tremble and you panicked. That was too much. You didn't want any of that. Rungatya just laughed. "Relax baby!" But you didn't want to relax. You fidgeted, but he held you tight. His kiss was rough by now and he wedged his hips between your legs. His hand stroked the top and suddenly he ripped it off from you. His gaze wandered greedily over your exposed body. You were really panicking now. Just wanted to leave. And you were scared.

Rungatya grabbed your breasts and pressed tightly against you. You were about to call for help. Then you guys heard a scream and a few feet next to you, something heavy landed in the grass. Rungatya got the same fright as you did and abruptly let go of you.

...

Neteyam crouched on the thick branch and looked down at the two. Rungatya put a hand on her cheek and kissed her. Neteyam's ears flattened. How dare he!?

He almost jumped down from the tree and confronted him. But what happened next, surprised him so much that he forgot everything around him. Y/N kissed him back!

Completely confused and hurt, Neteyam looked down at the scene. When Rungatya Y/N walk pushed the tree, he clenched his fists. Jealousy burned like fire in his stomach. But Y/N's behavior hurt him so much more. It was as if she had stuck a knife in his heart. Suddenly something changed down there. Rungatya became more demanding. But Y/N didn't seem to take it anymore. She began to squirm and begged him to stop. But Rungatya just kept going. Hot anger welled up in Neteyam. Rungatya held her hands, so that she could not resist and tore off her clothes. Neteyam couldn't watch any longer. He had to help her!

"Hey!" he yelled loudly. He jumped from the tree, cushioned the fall with his knees, and drew the knife he always carried with him for emergencies. Neteyam pointed it furiously at Rungatya. "Keep your hands off her!" he hissed with hatred. Rungatya flinched. Took a few steps away from Y/N. Neteyam gave her a quick look. She looked scared, arms crossed over her chest.

Neteyam looked back at Rungatya, who now stood defiantly in front of him. He was drunk, Neteyam noticed.  Still, that didn't justify his behavior in the least. His ears fell back and he hissed at Neteyam fiercely.

He hissed back and raised the knife even higher. "Get out of here!"

He growled through clenched teeth. Rungatya hesitated, as if preparing to attack Neteyam. But then he took a few steps backwards. He glared hatefully at Neteyam.

"If you weren't the Olo'eyktan's son..." Ignoring the threat, he glanced at Y/N and then ran off. The branches of the tree fell behind him and Y/N and Neteyam were alone.

[living-dead-author]

NSFW Masterlist

Horror

Billy Lenz

Michael Myers

Corey Cunningham

Brahms Heelshire

Bubba Sawyer

Thomas Hewitt

Nubbins Sawyer

Chop top Sawyer

Vanita "Stretch" Brock

Bo Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Leslie Vernon

Otis Driftwood

Baby Firefly

The Lost Boys

Kurt Kunkle

Jason Voorhees

Tiffany Valentine

Herbert West

Dan Cain

Amanda Young

Adam Faulkner

Mark Hoffman

Peter Strahm

Jill Tuck

The Candy man/ Daniel Robitaille

Doomhead

Norman Bates

Harry Warden

Patrick Bateman

Will Graham

Hannibal Lecter

Severen Van Sickle

Jesse Cromeans

Martin Mathias

Asa Emory/The Collector

Sheriff Eric Newlon

The Walking Dead

Daryl Dixon

Rick Grimes

Negan Smith

Glenn Rhee

Maggie Rhee

Dead by Daylight

Danny Johnson/Ghostface

Pyramid head

Interview with the Vampire 1994 and 2022

Lestat De Lioncourt

Louis De Pointe Du Lac

[villain-in-love]

Thistle x Kiera playlist

Hunt or be Hunted

У хозяина болота by Сны Саламандры

Blood like a cowberry juice, drips down the hands inconspicuously Like a crimson ribbon down the braid, scarlet thread on the cloth* Duckweed and quagmire on the left, angelica and sedge on the right The lord of the swamp has a gentle voice, yet harsh temper

Дикая Охота by Канцлер Ги

This isn’t love It’s a wild hunt after you! Red juice is running cold Somewhere far away a rallying cry rumbles It’s a forced march! Subliminal feelings run the show This isn’t love You weren’t calling for a holy virgin that night, were you

Headcase by Shinedown

White trash kingdom with an ocean view I hope you don't regret it 'cause you're born to lose! You're trying to negotiate the Hammer of the gun But I'm already convinced that You're an oxymoron!

Dance of Death by Inkubus Sukkubus

We dance with life, beyond all life We tell out tales of war and strife A knife, A sickle, rattle drum All play the song, 'till others come The moonlight glow on sallow flesh There's beauty in our Dance of Death

Saccharine by Jazmin Bean (slowed and reverbed)

Everything you do, I'm obsessed with you I don't mean to scare, but you're just so cute Every move you make, you're fucking sweeter than a cake I wanna cut you up and put you in my oven just to bake

Единственный Враг by Канцлер Ги

Bored of waiting at the cliff’s edge and staying in my saddle, I’ve gone mad from their incompetent attacks I’m stubbornly following the trail, bending towards the ground, Searching for you, oh my only enemy Searching for you, oh my only enemy

Every Time We Touch by Dan Avidan

I still hear your voice when you sleep next to me I still feel your touch in my dreams Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why Without you, it's hard to survive

Eat You by Caravan of Thieves

I'm gonna eat you, you're my desire I'm gonna sharpen all my teeth and build a fire I'm gonna eat you, cook and defeat you I'm gonna breathe you in my lungs and make you mine

Fill The Crown by Poppy

Poison the children No peace of mind Poison the family Make the children cry Poison the fountain Empty your mind Follow the leader The leader is blind

Silent Hedges by Bauhaus

Following the silent hedges Needing some other kind of madness Looking into purple eyes Sadness at the corners Works of art with a minimum of steels Pure sensations

Bad Romance by Hildegard von Blingin'

I want thy horror, I want thy design Thou art a criminal whilst thou art mine I want thy love Love, love, love, I want thy love I want thy Nero, thy Bedlam lament, If this is sin then I shall never repent, I want thy love Love, love, love, I want thy love

As Sick As The Secrets Within by Marilyn Manson

There is a trick to get out of your skin You're only as sick as the secrets within But the beast is calling for us And slowly assuming control

Ivory Tower by Nova Twins

This is how the story goes I am not the damsel And you are not the hero We just put on a good show...

*The original word was “платок” and in the context it can mean both a “handkerchief” or a classic russian headscarf (or even a shawl??), but I really couldn’t decide which it should be, so “cloth” it is.

By the way, also instead of “braid” there possibly could have been “scythe”, as “коса” can mean both. But I decided to put “braid” here as it makes just a bit more sense.

Anyways, "У Хозяина Болота", "Дикая Охота" and "Единственный Враг" were translated by me.

[lecameleontv]

Captures de l’Ep. 4.11 - Intrigues à Las Vegas / V.O. : Cold Dick (2000) de la série Le Caméléon (V.O. : The Pretender).

Mlle Parker : "C'est la différence entre maîtriser sa vie, et la laisser vous contrôler."

Mlle Parker : "vous les entendez ?" Broots : "quoi ?" Mlle Parker "J'entends les violons..."

Broots : "Mais avant tout, j'aimerai que tu m'appelles... PUFF DADDY"

Jarod : "On dit que la vie bien souvent dépasse la fiction"

Jarod : "Dans le doute, ne tenir compte que des faits".

Argyle : "Mais tu ne sais pas jouer au golf ?"

Jarod : "C'est de la géométrie et de la physique. Rien de très compliqué."

Jarod : "En 56 min j'avais trouvé la clef d swing parfait. Je vous mettrai dans la confidence un de ces jours."

père d'Argyle : "Et on a dansé sur les nuages du 7ème ciel toute la nuit, vous saisissez la métaphore ? Et là, on a été béni des Dieux."

Clin d'oeil au co-créateur Craig Van Sickle ^^... Jarod apprend donc à jouer au golf en regardant une émission ludique d'un certain... Sam Van Sickle !

Jarod était déjà passé à Las Vegas dans l'Episode 1.04 - Les Jeux sont Faits /Curious Jarod (1996).

Saison 4 : Episodes 01 - 03 - 04 - 05 - 07 - 08 - 09 - 10  - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 - 18 - 19 - 20.

Autre série à Las Vegas : Las Vegas (Ep. 1.19) avec Jon Gries ...

Autre série de golf :  In The Rough avec Ryan Merriman.

Films à Las Vegas : ...

Films de golf :  La Légende de Bagger Vance avec Harve Presnell, que pratiquent également James Denton, Ryan Merriman, Jeffrey Donovan, George Lazenby et Willie Gault.

L'acteur Leland Orser avait déjà fait du nettoyage dans le film Very Bad Things (1998) et recroisera un chameau dans l’Ep. 14.10 de la série Urgences... que montait Jarod dans l'Ep. 1. ?

source : imdb

[phaeroh]

MFB EvilliousAU (because I love vocaloids and Mothy too much)

1st world (setting in Zero-G/shogun steel):

Ginga actually got corrupted after the kidnap to DNA by Doji. Start of HER.

Yuki leading a research to create a simulation world (2nd world) as a way to find a cure for HER. Using the simulation like a guinea pig, he puts in HER poisoning data in the simulation. That's why HER appears in the simulation.

Skip forward, legendary bladers are dead, including Yuki, the world can't be saved.

Ryuto was the last person alive from the 1st world.

2nd world (simulation world):

Ginga is Luna Hazuki (deceased)

Masamune is TALOS (deceased)

Hyoma is Held Yggdra (deceased)

Ryuga is Levia Barisol (deceased)

Ryuto is Behemo Barisol (deceased)

Chris is Gumillia Matsumoto (deceased)

Sophie is Michael Arklow (deceased)

Yuki is Lich Arklow (deceased)

Pluto is Seth Twiright, instigator of HER syndrome in Climb One (the impostor) <Wrath>

Jack is Gilles Derais (deceased) <Lust>

Madoka(?) is Rahab (deceased) <Envy>

Doji is Vlad Tuberci (deceased) <Gluttony>

Hikaru(?) is Marie Annette (deceased) <Pride>

Ziggurat is Salem Dunbar (deceased) <Greed>

Etc.

3rd world:

Helios is Elluka Clockworker, later on possessed by Ryuga and Ryuto

Rago is Irina, later on becomes Nemesis

Pluto is Seth Twiright <Wrath>

Yuu is Gretel (and every other version)

Tithi is Hansel (and every other version)

Chris is Gumillia (this also implies that he is Gumina, but ehhhh whatever)

Sophie is Michaela (and every other version, including <Sloth>)

Masamune is Sickle

Ginga is Luna (deceased) and Irregular

Jack is Venomania <Lust>

Selen(?) is Banica <Glutton>

Reiki is Riliane <Pride>

Dan is Allen (I'm not using Allen and Riliane for the ending, Ginga stays as the MC)

Madoka is Kayo <Envy>, later on swapped with Helios and became MA

Wales is Gallerian <Greed> (and every other version)

<Wrath> is Ryuga, but this one is hard to describe

Etc.

Not including the 4th world or whatever that Mothy had published recently. These three worlds are already killing me (like, I haven't used every characters, don't ask me where is Kyoya, he is the hardest one to be placed in this AU). I haven't even finished the NasuverseAU, and I'm brainrotting this again.

[victorluvsalice]

Happy Birthday Nebby!

@nebbychan -- As per your suggestion of doing something with your Modern AU takes on Dan and Kiya from MediEvil (specifically "Maybe the two chatting at a museum about their favorite time periods (Dan can brag about his minor degree in Medieval Studies and Kiya can do the same with her Egyptology studies)"), here's the pair at a museum, specifically chatting about Medieval European and Ancient Egyptian weaponry! Because, to be honest, the first things that popped into my head when thinking about the prompt were these two posts on wacky polearms by prokopetz. XD Hope you enjoy!

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“...and that one, right there? That’s a Bohemian Ear-Spoon.”

Kiya raised a suspicious eyebrow at him. “You are definitely making that one up.”

“Nope,” Dan told her with his biggest, toothiest grin. “Completely real. Check out the label.”

Kiya squinted at him, then turned her attention to the identification tag plastered to the case. A moment later, her eyes went wide. “What even,” she declared, standing up straight.

“I know!” Dan said, laughing. “And you know what? That thing is not nearly the weirdest polearm out there. I’ve seen one that looked like one of those fancy pointy spikes you see on top of churches with a blender attachment on the side.”

“Seriously? European weapons are bizarre,” was Kiya’s opinion on that. She glanced up at him. “So – did they tell you in uni why that one’s called an ‘Ear-Spoon’ of all things?”

“Oh, this is one of those weird ones where the original name doesn’t translate well to English,” Dan explained. “But most people think it’s ‘cause they call those two triangular bits forming the guard the ‘ears.’”

“Ah – well, that’s better than what I originally thought.”

Dan tilted his head. “Do I want to know?”

Kiya made a motion like she was jamming something into her ear while pulling a face. “I think you can guess.”

Dan grimaced, his very teeth seeming to flex with the motion. “Yeah...kind of prefer to avoid that kind of ear-spooning,” he said, absently brushing his bangs a little more over his eye patch.

Kiya winced. “Yeah, I – sorry, I didn’t mean to–”

“No, no, it’s fine!” Dan assured her, holding up his hands with an awkward grin. “Shit happens, you know? It’s not a big deal or anything. I definitely don’t want it spoiling our date.”

“Me either.” Kiya took one of his hands, smiling warmly. “I’m having a really good time. I didn’t expect learning about the fifty million polearms Medieval Europe invented would be so interesting.”

Dan snorted. “Well, I gotta make sure someone other than me gets some use out of my minor,” he said, smile much more genuine now. “And it is pretty neat that they came up with so many different variations. You wouldn’t think there would be that many ways to change up ‘sharp pointy metal bit on stick.’” He regarded Kiya curiously. “You get anything like that with Ancient Egyptian weaponry?”

“Not really – Ancient Egypt honestly had something of a problem making any effective weapons until the New Kingdom period,” Kiya said, slipping into “curator” mode. “And even then, they mainly advanced because they’d been conquered by the Hyksos – foreign rulers who slipped into power while the main Egyptian dynasty was crumbling – and they were able to pilfer a lot of knowledge of arms off them before they drove them out.”

“Yeah? Like what?”

“Mainly, using bronze tips on their spears to help them hold an edge better and longer,” Kiya said with a little chuckle. “Though they also created the javelin in that time, and they used that to pretty great effect in their later campaigns. Honestly, though, my favorite Egyptian weapon from that time period is the Khopesh.”

“Oh?” Dan leaned in, intrigued. “What’s that? Guessing not a spear?”

“Nope – a large curved sword that looks something like a sickle,” Kiya told him, grinning. “Only with the sharp edge on the outside. Pharaohs from that time period are often depicted wielding it because it was known as a very dangerous and powerful weapon – one more than fit for a king.” She giggled. “And like your Ear-Spoon, the name might come from a body part – some scholars believe it was derived from the Egyptian word for ‘leg’ because it looks vaguely like a haunch of beef.”

Dan laughed. “That’s great!” He looked around the room. “You think they might have one of those here? I know they’ve got an Egyptian exhibit...”

Kiya linked her arm through his, face bright. “Let’s go and find out.”

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Bohemian Ear-Spoon On Wikipedia

Ancient Egyptian Weapons: The Evolution of Warfare

Khopesh On Wikipedia

[thegrapeandthefig]

What are some correspondences for Priapus? Herbs, crystals, incense, etc.

Most of the historical associations we know about come from latin poetry, or as isolated epigrams (especially in the Palatine Anthology). Here are a few relevant excerpts:

Turning along this path here, goatherd, you will find a newly carved figwood statue, three-limbed, bark-bearing, and earless, but able with its child-begetting phallus to achieve the works of Cypris. A sacred enclosure runs round it, and an ever-flowing stream splashes from the rocks on all sides onto the laurels and myrtles and fragrant cypress; there the grape, child of the cluster, spills down from the tendril, and the spring jackdaws echo in high-pitched songs the variety of their warbling melodies, to which fair nightingales reply with trills, uttering the sweet sound from their beaks. (Theocritus. Epigrams. 4.9; AP 437.1–12)

Let gardens breathing with crocus flowers invite the bees, and may the guardianship of Hellespontine Priapus, protector against thieves and birds with his sickle of willow, protect it, while the master brings thyme and pine saplings from the high mountains and sows them widely around the bees’ dwelling. (Virgil, Georgics, l. 109-115)

Columella also says this regarding to the rocket/arugula: "which is sown next to fruitful Priapus to arouse sluggish husbands to love-making" (De Re Rustica 10.119–20)

Poem 51 of the Priapeia* also lists a fair amount of garden produce (figs, grapes, apple, pears, plums, sorbs, mulberries, almonds, cabbages, beet, leeks, cucumbers, gourds, basil, lettuce, onions, garlic, rocket, mint, rue) but the comedy in this poem comes from the fact that the neighbor's garden also has all these things, and therefore the thieves choosing to rob the garden Priapus guards must enjoy the (sexual) punishment he reserves for them. So it is difficult, in this context, to really say that these produce hold more "sacred" value to Priapus unless attested elsewhere (such as the figs, grapes or apples).

Priapus is, perhaps more than most, a god of the simple things, and considering his function has protector of the garden, it'd be simpler to say that all that grows in a garden is sacred to him.

This aside, in Roman literature, Priapus is a wooden god. His statue is rarely described as made of stone or marble because he is a practical guardian who would be crafted by the farmer. Most times, the essence isn't disclosed but some wood essences have been recorded*:

Fig wood (3 mentions)

Cypress (2 mentions)

Willow (2 mentions)

Poplar (2 mentions)

Oak (1 mentions)

Apple (1 mentions)

He is also often pictured near or underneath trees, both on frescos or on engraved gems, which is thought to be because that would be a common placement for his - often simple - altar.

I do not know of any historical mentions concerning incense choice. He is not present in the Orphic Hymns (at least not without syncretism). And when it comes to crystals, there does not seem to be a specific pattern concerning the gem choice on which he is engraved outside of already very popular gem choices. On the topic of gemstones, I'd recommend giving this post a read where I explain how the ancient's conception of crystal associations and uses tends to be very different from how we understand it today. *Priapeia poems, 51 **Sageaux, Laura. "La statue en bois du dieu Priape en contexte champêtre." Journée d'Études des doctorants CRATA-ERASME: Pouvoir et Religion dans l’Antiquité: échos, mémoire, oubli. 2018.

[luc3]

Dear psychiatric suitcase, I do not write. So I choke. I write here. SO ?

Today Wednesday, Sebillot, well of folklore taught me the bewitching Mermaid who drowned unfortunate men in the waters of /my/ River. This river already! - Serpent with its Diadem which they tried to steal day after night in vain.

I continue my way to the Little Neighbors...

Here is the water. Here is the source. Here is living water. True speaking is like a eulogy to Silence. I rediscover and merge and drown myself with joy from all known mystics, I drink from your Source oh Light and you are deeper than an abyss."The chasm is always thirsty."(no one gets the reference right?)

Lots of plant blessings lately. Artemisia vulgaris and blood.

Force of the Spirit in the sole of my shoes...Strength. The Spirit is always holy, I don't understand why we bother.

The incense begins to make progress... I wonder if I am waiting for the solstice to have it blessed or if I am offering it at this time. But I imagine that if the question arises, it is because it does not arise.

Dear Psychiatric Suitcase, I resumed meditation. Like the private detective in the thrillers I read last month. I count. In the end, I try to practice tonglen, a mixture of evangelical Buddhism, so to speak.

I reread for the 10th time John who pierces with beauty. Thomas too, stiff and dry as a sickle but who describes the Fire so well.

French below

Chère Valise psychiatrique,Je n'écris pas. Alors j'étouffe. J'écris ici. Donc ?Aujourd'hui mercredi, Sebillot, puits de folklore m'a appris la Sirène envoûtante qui noyait les hommes malencontreux dans les eaux de /ma/ Rivière.Cette rivière déjà !- Serpent au Diadème qu'ils essayaient de voler vainement jour après nuits.Je continue mon chemin vers les Petits Voisins... Voici l'eau. Voici la source. Voici l'eau vive. Le parler-vrai est comme une éloge du Silence. Je retrouve et me confonds et me noie avec joie de toutes les mystiques connues, je bois à ta Source oh Lumière et tu es plus profonde qu'un abîme. "Le gouffre a toujours soif." (personne ne saisit la référence n'est-ce pas ?) Ces derniers temps, beaucoup de bénédictions de plante. Artemisia Vulgaris et le sang. Force de l'Esprit dans la semelle de mes chaussures... Force. L'Esprit est toujours saint, je ne comprends pas pourquoi on se prend la tête. L'encens commence à faire des progrès... Je me demande si j'attends le solstice pour le faire bénir ou bien si je l'offre a ce moment. Mais j'imagine que si la question se pose c'est qu'elle ne se pose pas. Chère Valise Psychiatrique, J'ai repris la méditation. A la manière du détective privé des polars que je lisais le mois dernier. Je compte. À la fin, j'essaie de pratiquer le tonglen, un mélange de bouddhisme évangélique, si on peut dire. Je relis pour la 10ème fois Jean qui transperce de beauté. Thomas aussi, raide et sec comme une serpe mais qui décrit si bien le feu.

[wildcardaces]

@ruby-static "nightmare" edition!

That sorta plays in as a "yeah this what happened between orion and dan arriving and getting themselves almost plucked"

Orion: are you ok?

Anna: i am, shiron aint-- look out!

Orion: i know.

Orion: dan a lil help!

Dan: got it orion!

Herbert: I WONT LET YOU SHAME ME!

anna: shawn, you are NOT--

Dan: orion!

Orion: fffffuCK! that hurts.

Dan: Anna, guys run!

Orion does her thing. Fighting with a god damn sickle (that she stole no less). Meanwhile dan tries to act as another distraction to try and get anna and gang to get the heck out of there. Things quickly turned south though.

Suddenly- sad!

Shawn: HHHH--

Nightmares are not fun. Especially after a traumatic experience that you're still physically recovering from.

And the finale!

Shawn: we're all incredibly fucked up...huh?

Anna: easy...I'll be honest, we all were wondering when you'd allow yourself to cry..

Anna to the rescue!