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ohdudedhesflirting · 2 years ago

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Lots of people on tik tok, and tumblr and probably Twitter as well, have been saying, me included, that zerobaseone is going to debut with a Greek mythology concept.

Which I believe is very likely.

Here is what I feel like each member is going to be assigned to a god/goddess. (yes i am including goddess, bite me.)

Disclaimer ! I am basing this from my memories of my class on greek iconography and not of work adapted from it. And i am not going to talk about everything that is SA, abuse and violence the gods are surronded with and created. I am not going to do a whole class on greek mythology so good luck. Its also my opinion. And I am not pretending to know everything, I may even be wrong.

Here is the hyung line : (below the cut)

Jiwoong endorsing Zeus

Zeus, if we put away his tendency to be a major idiot and globally a serious menace for everyone and everything, is the god of the gods. He is one of the first three god with his brothers Hades & Poseidon. They are the ones that defeated their father Kronos.

Zeus is always represented with his Thunder (Foudre in french). We also can notices that he is very often represented with an eagle which symbolizes him. If he is not clearly shown on a piece/artwork his presence will be symbolized by an eagle. He is also represented as a man with a beard which can be a symbol of widsom but also of age (being one of the most proeminent gods)

On a kind of level power Zeus is the big boss. He is the first olympian. The god of the gods. As well as the god of the sky, he reigns over the sky as the total master of it.

Eagles are as we said his symbol as well as his Thunder, his weapon with which he defeated Kronos.

Now why would Jiwoong be his representative ? Well firstly because Jiwoong is the oldest and Zeus (for gods not titans obv) is also one of the oldest with the 12 olympians. But also if even Zeus is an ass he is still a brother (that gives terrible advice but still) and watches over his brothers. But also because he is powerful and globally respected (lets not talk about all the coups tho)

I feel as well that Zeus representatives colors would be silver and a dark blue which I feel are Jiwoong's colors as well.

I feel like we could expect something where his age and experience could be put forward as well as his relationship with his members and the kind of guide image he has.

Zhang Hao endorsing Hades :

Hades is also one of the first three gods, with his brothers Poseidon & Zeus.

I know what you are going to say "he is the god of death blah blah" no. He is the god of the dead. Its different. And he is as well the god of wealth and he is the king of the underworld.

In his iconography Hades is represented with his helmet which his attributed weapon as it is with it he defeated Kronos.

A good part of his iconography is actually him kidnapping persephone, working or just like statues so I feel like the part we know of him through text is more important.

Why am I pairing Zhang Hao with him ? Because Hades is a good guy, vehemently, he as a cute dog. He is I believe one of the only gods who didnt SA someone, he is faithful and respectful.

But what truly achieved of conving me is the fact that Hades is litteraly (in my mind) an introvert, a kind of mr darcy if you will. And Zhang Hao is an introvert, invorted person.

But also because from the outside Hades is like grrr underwold dead people and inside he is like my wife <3 giving better conditions to the dead <3.

Its Zhang Hao energy for me okay ?

I feel like we could expect something badass that could be a good break from his usual good boy image. Something darkish with leather, the helmet and obviously dogs. Or a more soft version alongside his sweetheart.

Hanbin endorsing Persephone

Persephone is a character in greek mythology which depending on the interpretations is a dumb maiden that got kidnapped or a lovely wife and person capable of talking sense into her husband or a badass lady (rare tho)

Persephone is the godess of spring but she is as well the queen of the underworld. She is 1/3 of the year in the underworld with her husband and the other 2/3 in the human world with her mother.

In an iconographic point of view there is not that much about her. At the beginning she was only represented getting kidnapped. Now in her iconography it's more the side of flowers cute that is put forward or her intelligence.

I feel like Hanbin matches her because he just exclude this energy of sunshine happy but also a more severe side if anyone dare hurt someone that matters for him (we saw it at the airport when they got mobbed)

We could expect something that could be more of a badass concept such as (queen) King of the underworld. Or something more sweet focused on springs with lots of floral and pastelish colors

Matthew endorsing Apollo

Now this one is easy. We already have lots of hints about that one.

Apollo, god of the sun, poetry, medicine and music.

He is the twin brother of Artemis as well as the son of Zeus.

In his iconography Apollo is representated as a young man, without a beard, not too muscular. He generally has a bow and arrows as well as a lyre (as he is the god of music). The sun and the lyre is what represents him.

Now we saw in Matthew birthday post that he has an arrow and a bow. However there is the presence of hearts. With hearts we could make the supposition that it is actually Eros (God of love) that he actually embodies. Which is not the case. One of the main symbol of Apollo is the sun. And what is Matthew nickname ? Sunshine.

Putting Matthew as Apollo is actually quite clever because he is someone that is devoted to his sister. Has multiple talents, is handsome and warm. Lots of common points with Matthew.

I feel like we could expect maybe something truly solar and full of warmth that would truly highlight his nickname but also Apollo and his particularities. I imagine totally Blond Matthew (this aged well lol) with a bow and arrows or with a lyre. Apollo is a good character because he is truly complex and can show very various stuff.

Tae Rae endorsing Eros

I actually hesitated a lot for Tae Rae. He was nearly Hestia but I changed my mind.

Eros is the son of Aphrodite, godess of love and beauty. As you can guess Eros is the god of love but his task is very unique because he is the one that send off the arrows to make people fall in love.

Globally I feel like if there is a greek mythology concept they might do little focus on a more "historic" aesthetic kind of concept with armors and weapons. But I feel like it might be globally modernised and simplified with the global ideas of what I've started to developp.

He is a loverboy actually because he had a love story with a mortal which he was supposed to kill but didn't because he fell for her.

He is someone very tender but clever and determinated.

I dont have much on his iconography because I didn't saw it in class so just trust me lol

In my eyes Tae Rae is the perfect fit because he is a loverboy. Yall saw the way he looks at people? Loverboy. But also because Tae Rae is someone very tender and sweet, easily emotional.

We could expect something in pastel colors with like discret symbol such as the rose (even if it came from Aphrodite lol), arrows and very hearty tender looks.

I globally believe they will debut with the Greek mythology concept but it will be heavily modernized and focusing only on the most important points. I think it will be or very badass with like lots of leather or very sweet with lots of pastel

Maknae line will be out by next week or in a few days depending on how I progress.)

#yes there are words between () bc i am french and learned that in french lol #its kinda a free art history class i guess #wakeone if you wanna give me a job <3 #zerobaseone concept theory #zerobaseone theory #zb1 #zerobaseone #zhang hao #seok matthew #kim tae rae #kim tae rae zerobaseone #kim jiwoong #sung hanbin

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dbunicorn · 1 year ago

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Its like a national straight jacket.

Religion has NO place in scientific policy decisions.

Your denial of science is insane.

Your intellectual dishonesty is disgusting. Particularly in the name of a partraichichal God.

You need a better understanding of a woman's body. A fetus cannot survive outside the womb before 20-24 weeks.

I'd argue forcing any woman to carry a corpse to term is a form of torture.

In the west I'd say ask every woman who had the privilege/hard fought right to contraception, What would you say to the women of the rest of the world?

It's inconceivable to worship Mary, Tara, Earth mother figures, Hindu goddesses and deny women's rights. The logical inconsistency is absurd.

PS - Naive as I am I don't think you're a fascist Nazi.💋

Just not understanding what your daughter's reality could be. Even if she hunts, fishes, is an excellent shot and has survival skills. Civilization and social contracts are better options. CHOOSE

Isolating ANY group is a race to the bottom. Immigrants do many undesirable jobs no one wants in the search for a better life. Our research facilities are a global pinnacle of what human connection can achieve.

- horrible feminist that survive idiots.

I really like the game of old, brown, bitter libtard delusional scientist vs freedom living, white, God fearing badass.

We could make a 300 year long trope about it. Impressive

#utah #christianity #religion #women's rights #abortion

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purpledreamygirl · 3 months ago

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I agree😭 I didn't like the series at all, watched it all though. BUT I didn't like it because I read the books first and loved them all so much I practically devoured them and I feel like the series didn't do them justice 😭😭😭. The books humanized the characters and relationships in such a beautiful way, nobody was bad truly (except for Knox and Benjamin, ofc).

Baldwin was a dick, but I really liked how he stepped up in the end and gave Diana his seat in the Congregation (not prompted by Matthew). He was also a very resourceful and powerful character, with extensive digital defences and global influence. He came to respect Diana and I liked their sibling relationship.

Matthew developed so much, he was an ancient vampire raised in a time where the man had control but Diana was too badass to be obedient and he had to learn to control his old-fashioned ideas and make space for her, while she learned to give him space to catch up and pick her battles.

Sarah was such an effevescent character, impulsive, hard headed, and I really would've liked to see more of her working with Diana on her new-found magic.

Ysabeau was supposed to be young, beautiful beyond compare, defiantly obedient, a powerful presence that demanded recognition even when being quiet in a corner. She came to really love Diana like a daughter and Diana relied on her like a mother. Ysabeau was also so smart and sneaky, a true mastermind pulling strings all over the place, just like her husband, just like the ladies at court in the olden days.

I also didn't like the birth scene. I mean, either depict accurately the hardship a woman faces while giving birth, or just skip it all together. I also didn't like the special effects, I was so excited to see Diana's threads tattoo and her shimmer and her transformation after becoming the Book of Life. I was also looking forward to seeing more of Cora, interactions with the Goddess.

All in all the series would've been better in my eyes if I hadn't read the books first, but I think I love my imagination bringing the book to life more than I love the series.

A Discovery of Witches is boring af. Like I tried. Watched the first season and part of the 2nd. It's dull. Maybe I'm not into straight fantasy romances anymore. Which is fine with me.

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thecaffeinebookwarrior · 4 years ago

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Monster of the Week: The Undead!

From spooky scary skeletons to the original zombies, let’s have a look at the undead who have risen around the globe! This will not include vampires (which I have already compiled a post on) or ghosts (which I plan to compile a post on.)

Note that many of these can best be understood -- or only understood -- in their original cultural context, and I encourage you to continue your research if the lore interests you.

Skeletons/Skeletal Creatures

I am, for whatever reason, enthusiastic about skeletons. There’s a drama to them. They look like they’re perpetually grinning, or grimacing, which makes them oddly relatable. As an artist, I’m always thinking about them as the framework for poses.

More importantly, there’s one in all of us -- sorry if that made you uncomfortable -- which makes them a universally recurring being in global folklore. Let’s take a look at just a few.

Gashadokuro

Literally translating to “rattling skull,” the Gashadokuro is also called Odokoru (giant skull) or simply “the hungry skeleton.” That basically tells you all you need to know.

These big boys (and I mean REALLY big) wander around the countryside at night. Their name derives from the eerie rattling noise produced by their giant skulls. As chill as this may sound, the Gashadokuro is not actually chill at all, and if you come across them they will not hesitate bite your head off. This may seem like a jerk move, since they don’t even have a stomach, but they need the energy of the living in order to sustain themselves.

Like most undead fellas on this list, the Gashadokuro has its origins in the real world. They are thought to originate from the mass-graves, usually of those who died under violent or inhumane circumstances, the supernatural byproduct of countless skeletons.

The first Gashadokuro was thought to have originated after a specific bloody rebellion, in which the bereaved, sorceress daughter of a samurai summoned a giant skeleton from the mass grave of the rebelling soldiers and used it to attack the city. Queen behavior, if you ask me.

Santa Muerte

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Let’s conclude this portion with my favorite skeleton (excluding Baron Samedi, who doesn’t count, as he is often depicted as a man, or a man with a skull-like face), the goddess/folk saint Santa Muerte.

I still have a lot to learn about the rich folklore surrounding Santa Muerte, but to my understanding, she was born of a combination of pre-Columbian Indigenous religions and Mexican-American folk Catholicism.

Depicted as a skeleton in beautiful, feminine attire and considered to be embodiment of death, Santa Muerte is a healing and protective figure. She is beloved by legions of worshippers, despite condemnations from the Catholic church, and symbolizes a culturally positive relationship with death.

Despite appearances, she is a life-affirming figure.

Zombies and Reanimated Corpses:

The Draugr

When we hear “zombie,” we don’t traditionally think of “Norse mythology.” And yet, the Nordics had their very own zombie mythos, boasting some truly terrifying undead.

It is said that they first emerge from their graves as little more than wisps of smoke and a stench of decay, before adopting a humanoid form that boasts superhuman strength, the ability to change size at will, and the ability to shape-shift.

They aren’t mindless -- far from it. They boast an anthropomorphic intelligence, which makes them all the more dangerous.

As to what drives them from their graves? Jealousy and bitterness towards the living. Relatable, honestly.

The Jiangshi

(Note: I wish they were all as adorable as the one in this gif.)

This Chinese hopping corpse may have evolved into more of a vampire by Western influences, but it was originally far more zombie-like. And a unique zombie at that.

Due to rigor mortis, the Jiangshi hops stiffly from place to place, holding its arms straight out. What’s even more singular is their origin. Try to guess. Go ahead, try. You won’t be able to.

The Jiangshi is what occurs when a bereaved family, lacking the proper funds to send their loved one’s body back to their ancestral land for burial, hires a necromancing corpse driver to reanimate the cadaver and guide it as it hops back to its resting place. They’d travel at night to avoid or minimize decay, either prodded by a stick or to the beat of a drum.

Other ways to create a Jiangshi include improper burial, suicide, or possession.

Looking upon a Jiangshi is said to be bad luck, and presumably very unpleasant. However, the real problem is their insatiable appetite.

But fear not: if you see an unhealthy looking fellow hopping towards you with pasty, possibly decaying skin, you can protect yourself with mirrors, the hooves of a black donkey, or the wood of a peach tree. They can also be scared off by the sound of a crowing rooster, though that would require a bit of planning, and the cooperation of the rooster in question. Which, knowing roosters, is unlikely.

Haitian Zombies

All legends of the undead have roots in real tragedies, but this one is particularly upsetting -- and the source of the zombie legend in the Western world today.

The enslaved people of Haiti believed that death would set them free, sending them back to an idyllic version of their homeland unburdened by colonialism. But only if death came naturally. Suicide would turn them into mindless husks, carrying out the drudgery of their captors. A haunting parallel to the practice of slavery itself.

The concept was introduced to a contemporary audience by the 1932 film White Zombie, which sees a white “voodoo master” (who clearly didn’t know anything about the actual Voodoo religion) using witchcraft to create obedient slaves. He eventually uses this (ahem) “”voodoo”” on a white woman to try and force her to fall in love with him.

With the term “zombie” in public consciousness, it became an applicable allegory for all of society’s ills, and can now be used to refer to anything from mob mentality to consumerism. But few are as haunting and as disturbing as its origins.

Videos on zombies:

The Origin of the Zombie, from Haiti to the US

Where Zombies Come From

100 Hundred Years of Zombie Evolution in Pop Culture

Best Contemporary Zombie Movies*

*That I know of. Will update with more.

Night of the Living Dead - Though White Zombie introduced the term, it was arguably this film that popularized zombies as we know them today, particularly as an allegory for herd mentality and consumerism. Its successors, including Day of the Dead and Dawn of the Dead, prove similarly influential.

The Evil Dead Trilogy - Established that zombies can be fun, while also serving as an allegory for various societal problems. Also features undead that are refreshingly ravenous and evil without necessarily being mindless.

The Re-Animator - These days, the average zombie movie pushes the bounds of creativity is “make ‘em faster!” The Re-Animator’s take on the genre, however, would make Mary Shelley proud. Based loosely on the Lovecraft story, “Herbert West - Reanimator,” the films greatest triumph is its ability to have fun with its grisly premise, and compel the audience to have fun, too. It’s also a cautionary tale about why it’s important to be careful while getting a roommate.

Shaun of the Dead - I’m not kidding. This film is great, and shows that you don’t need a serious tone to be heartfelt, scary, or provide a thought-provoking social commentary. Way back when I was a sixteen-year-old college freshman, I turned up to class as a zombie cheerleader, and my psychology professor recommended Shaun of the Dead to me. She’s a woman of impeccable taste, and it did not disappoint.

28 Days Later - Before Cillian Murphy gave us Tommy Shelby, a gangster so pretty he could give Al Capone a sexual identity crisis, he was proving his mettle in the zombie-addled UK. For 2020 reasons, watching him wander the abandoned streets of London with a questionable haircut feels very topical. Add a stellar performance from Naomie Harris, and there’s a reason it sent me into a bisexual panic it’s considered a modern classic of the genre.

Little Monsters - An egregiously underrated flick, featuring a kindergarten teacher (who happens to be, you know, Lupita Nyong’o) protecting her class during a zombie outbreak. A must watch if you want a zombie movie with a powerhouse lead, a happy ending, and perhaps the most badass kindergarten teacher in cinematic history.

#monster of the week #writers reference #writers resources #skeletons #zombies #blood for ts #racism mention for ts

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everything-y-nothing · 5 years ago

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someone please write this fic

being on lockdown during this pandemic resurrected some major bamon feels. my brain started to obsessively develop the plot for a bamon fanfic and since I do not consider myself a writer, I’m surrendering it to the void.

For your consideration, Bonnie and Damon’s lives after the TVD series finale starts something like this:

Bonnie needs a fresh start after the shitstorm of the last 8 years. Her friends are safe and moving forward with their lives, so she decides to go back and finish up college...far away from Mystic Falls. The idea of exploring anything supernatural is lost on her, so instead of following in Grams’ footsteps as an Occult Studies professor, she takes a different path. Bonnie discovers her passion for Human Rights and Global Health, earning a PhD in Social Epidemiology. Working for a nonprofit jumpstarts her solo trip around the world, traveling through various parts of Africa and southeast Asia.

Her love of travel and social justice advocacy inspires Bonnie to create a digital media publication to share her unique perspective. Self proclaimed anti-influencer, Bonnie creates Currently: Conquering the World with Dr. Bonnie which delivers education through travel – simultaneously offering honest first-hand travel insights, educating followers on important issues faced by the highlighted destinations and checking privilege. The platform uplifts the voices of WOC, POC and marginalized people. It has been featured in a couple of major publications, donates to local nonprofits, hosts a podcast and has a sizable social media following. Bonnie posts a booty shot for every 1,000 new followers to her instagram account to show that there’s no correlation between a badass bitch in a bikini and intelligence.

Magic takes a backseat to Bonnie’s career and she’s okay with it. She still practices and befriends a handful of witches and warlocks through her travels. However, she keeps the magnitude of her abilities mostly under wraps. There’s not a snowflake’s chance in hell that she will let the power of her lineage be taken advantage of again. Bonnie Bennett - joyful, unapologetic BAMF, brainiac and humanitarian - finally found her inner goddess and is making good on her promise to live her very best life.

Bonnie keeps in touch with the remaining members of the Mystic Falls Scooby gang, though marginally - FaceTime sessions with Caroline and Elena when they can fit into each other’s schedules and time zones, long conversations with Matt, and random texts from Damon complaining about anything and everything. In time, the calls become fewer and no news is good news in her mind. Plus, she has a business to run, places to be, people to educate and a patriarchy to dismantle.

At first, Damon struggles acclimating to his new human life. He’s not pleased to have to take up exercising to in order to maintain his physique and misses the strength and agility he once had as a vampire. The lack of bloodlust is a plus. Cooking and eating real food is way more rewarding and enjoyable, another plus. Although, he gets mildly depressed that his body needs to build up an alcohol tolerance and can actually now die from overdrinking. He finally has Elena all to himself which is all he ever wanted and he should be walking on cloud nine, but it’s all so overwhelming. Time is fleeting and he realizes how much he had taken it for granted. He misses Stefan so goddamn much and it doesn’t help that his best friend/favorite drinking buddy skipped town on him. He spends one whole year mourning his brother, wallowing in self-pity, and being the domesticated boyfriend to his Pre Med fiancé before he gets his shit together.

Inspired after binge watching Tidying Up on Netflix, Damon starts applying the Konmari method to the Boarding House. In the attic, he finds his bachelors of architecture along with a set of licenses he got for ‘shits and gigs’ back in the 80s and it sparks something in him. He was productive as a vampire, after all. Damon convinces Caroline to compel NCARB and the State Board of Contractors into reinstating his architect and contractor licenses – because that’s what family is for – and starts a design and contracting firm, working mostly on small tenant improvement projects in and around Mystic Falls. His first project is to renovate the Boarding House which he later hands over to Alaric to run the Salvatore School.

Damon and Elena get married in between the time she ends Pre Med and starts Med School. It’s a spontaneous ceremony at City Hall which Matt documents via Facebook Live. They make it through one year of marriage before things start to go south. With Elena now further away for Med School and Damon running his business in Mystic Falls, they barely make it work to see each other on weekends. Damon falls in love with a dilapidated old bar in the heart of town and purchases it, throwing himself into a major renovation. It serves as a nice distraction from the growing divide between him and the “love of his life.” Year two is the tipping point – Elena wants him to relocate closer her, Damon wants to continue growing his business in Mystic Falls and neither wants to compromise. They see each other even less and argue more until Elena admits she has been cheating on Damon with a colleague, and their decision to part ways is mutual. Not so epic love, after all.

The breakup isn’t as painful as he thought it would be since Elena and him were living separate lives already. He sells the property for which he planned to surprise his ex-wife with a family home and readjusts his plans for the bar to incorporate a second floor loft for himself. It takes Damon almost a full year to finish renovations on his pride and joy, Savior. Blood, sweat and tears went into preserving and restoring original, historic architectural features. He took great care in curating every single detail and it paid off because his bar was voted best in the county and has become the go-to place for intimate date nights and an impeccable drink selection.

Nine years after Bonnie hightailed it out of Mystic Falls for good, three years after founding Currently: Conquering and two-ish years after the grand opening of Savior, the former besties run into each other on the streets of Havana. The run and jump hug from when Bonnie resurrected herself from 90s Hell is relived and they play catch-up over medianoches. Bonnie is leading a group of travelers through Cuba for the next 10 days while Damon is on sabbatical to celebrate his thriving business ventures and divorce. He critiques the photo composition her latest ass shot posted to IG and she points out his new frown lines that would put Stefan’s to shame – and just like that, they’re besties all over again.

Bonnie invites him to join her tour group and having no set itinerary, Damon agrees. It’s truly refreshing to see Bonnie in her element. Bearing witness to the person she has grown into after the supernatural drama of yesteryear only reinforces Damon’s admiration of her. Having no real destination after Cuba, Damon piggybacks onto her next guided tour, leaning into the local culture that his best friend has grown to love so much. He even follows her to Costa Rica before he has to return home.

(Annnnnd that’s where it stopped)

Comments:

Does a similar fic already exist and I just don’t remember haven’t read it?

Would it be too much to ask for accurate characterization and spot-on snarky dialogue, and like, not written in first-person narrative?

Timing - I’ve estimated approx 9 years until Bamon meet up Cuba. Not sure if it makes logical sense with everything that happens in between.

Damon and Elena’s child(ren?) - didn’t consider them...the Gilbert’s shouldn’t procreate, IMO. I don’t plan on watching Legacies and not sure what is canon. The plot would need to be adjusted if included. Regarding the origins of Stefanie Salvatore - I’d say keep this character as DE’s spawn instead of rewriting as Bamon’s kid. Since Stefan killed Enzo, the name would be a sore spot for Bonnie.

Bonnie’s career - mimics that of Dr. Kiona who runs hownottotravellikeabasicbitch on IG - follow her! She’s awesome.

#bamon #bamon fanfic #super extra #headcanon #plot bunny #incomplete #to the void with love #please entertain me #I promise to love you forever #covid 19 delirium #things i obsessed over during lockdown #devil's in the detail #bonnie bennett #damon salvatore

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unknownunseenunheard · 5 years ago

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43, Timkon

Thank thee-

43. Taking care of the other when sick or injured

Kon was a moron. A complete and utter moron. An idiot of epic proportions. More importantly, he was Tim’s moron.

Tim’s moron of a boyfriend who decided it would be a fun idea to attack the Goddess of Snow headon, and, as a result, was now suffering under the common affliction humans knew as a cold.

Kon sneezed, shivering slightly. Face red, the clone was covered in so many blankets that it was a wonder Tim could still see his face.

Tim was scarred, and he had every right to be. Conner Kent had managed to get sick a grand total of two other times in his lifetime, and both events nearly killed him.

The first time was before Tim had even met him properly, when Kon had suffered from a clone degradation disease that had left him in critical condition.

The second time, well… Tim didn’t like to think of the second time. Kon had survived, just barely, only to die immediately afterwards bringing down Superboy Prime.

This time, the cause had not been anywhere near as epic or destructive. The Greek Goddess of Snow (because, apparently, that was a thing) had recently resurfaced. Upon learning the world had basically forgotten her existence and written her out of her role, she’d been displeased to say the least.

Khione had threatened to unleash a new Ice Age upon the planet, stating adamantly that they should allow her to do so in order to combat the oncoming threat of Global Warming.

While Tim was a firm believer that they needed to fight Global Warming, letting an Ice Goddess freeze over the entire east coast of the United States was not the way to go.

Taking her as a team would have been no problem. Sure, she was strong, but Young Justice was stronger. They’d tangled with gods before. Hell, Tim, Kon, and Bart had taken out Bedlam single handedly. Compared to that, Khione should have been cake.

And she was, because Kon, being the utter self sacrificing moron that he was, had decided to take her on one on one. Oh, sure, he won, but that didn’t prevent him from getting a cosmic cold from tangling with an Ice Goddess

And Tim knew he shouldn’t be freaking out about this because Kon had already been looked over by Zatanna, and she had assured Tim that all his fiancé just needed a couple of days rest for the aftereffects of the ice magic to wear off, but that was not helping because Tim was still worried.

Tim knew, logically, that Kon was going to be fine.

Logic didn’t do much in the face of brutal memories beating down into his head.

Tim lifted his arm, trailing fingers lightly at Kon’s forehead. The clone was burning up, face feverish and red. Kon smiled at him.

“Not so bad, aye Tim?”

“You’re an idiot,” Tim informed.

Kon sneezed before a full body shudder ripped through him. Then, leaning back against the pillows, Kon let his eyes fall shut.

Tim closed his own eyes, taking a deep breathe to brace himself.

This was okay.

This was alright.

This wasn’t anything he hadn’t done before, really.

He’d take care of Kon, nurse him back to health, and then they would be a badass power couple again like they always had been.

And he’d kick Kon’s ass afterwards for scaring the living shit out of him by being a self sacrificing moron, that was for sure.

Send me a prompt?

#writing prompts #timkon #kontim #tim drake #conner kent #kon el

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caticornsrreal · 6 years ago

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Fighting Dragons with You

After twelve years, I'm finally telling the internet why I love Taylor Swift🖤

Hello, internet using world. I’d like to introduce myself to the few people who followed me. Hi! My name is Christa and I am a Taylor Swift fan with every fiber of my being. Full disclosure, this is a short novel so now is your chance to make an exit, but I hope you stay.

Taylor and my ridiculously furry cat, Lyle

(affectionately nicknamed “rent-free”), are the only two beings made of flesh and bone who have been consistent in my life for the last 12 years. With a close second being my son, Gauge, who just turned 10. I won’t get into the details (in this post) as to why that is, but let’s just say there were a lot of ups and downs growing up.

The last 12 years have been an evolution for Taylor,

and subsequently, for me. At (dare I say it)

38 years old, I’ve found that a lot of things happen in a decade. Like, A LOT. Now, I don’t feel 38. I guess I owe that to humor, singing, dancing, sarcasm, and launching a successful career that didn’t exist 15 years ago —something that has made me always push harder to set new goals and stay humble. But one thing I didn’t do over these last 12 years that I deeply regret was starting a fan page for Taylor. I mean, ESPECIALLY since I’m a professional travel blogger who makes her full time living from digital content!

There’s been a lot of momentum over the last 12 years

—demands which left me with little to no free time. But I can’t blame my absence from the Swiftie family entirely on that. In fact, I’d have to say, I blame much of it on fear.

Fear,

of being misunderstood, fear of judgment or writing something lame. I’ve had over 2,000 articles published online and in print as well as countless social posts, but the thought of Taylor seeing something I wrote and thinking it’s totally weird (or cough, too long for the internet), well let’s just say I’d be less afraid of walking into a burning building.

Fear,

of being called a fake because the financial demands as a single mom left me little money to spend on myself or Taylor merchandise, much less tickets to a show. I’ve always placed my son’s needs before mine.

Fear,

that I was too old to be a Taylor Swift fan. I mean, I was 26 when she hit the music scene and she was what, 16? I’ve been afraid. Afraid I would be rejected by other Swifties who really are the only people who understand this love we have for her —which is basically like being rejected by your own people. Also, it’s super weird to be following teens/young adults on social, much less engaging with them.

Fear.

Along with my fear, a perfect storm of entrepreneurial demands, single motherhood, failed relationships (one of which was a marriage), and family matters have served as a constant reminder that my dream of ever meeting Taylor takes residence on another planet. An actual trip to Mars seemed more attainable.

I feel like there is a whole demographic of women, “Swiftie Moms” who echo my story,

having watched Taylor grow into the strong beautiful woman she's become. Women my age who love her from behind the wheel of their SUV, on the way to drop their kids off to school, on the way back from a milk run, in the dark hours of the mornings when they’re dancing in the kitchen with a full on hair bun singing into a coffee spoon. Unnoticed fans who haven’t had the time to dive head first into the Swiftie Universe. But here I am. After all the fear and all the years...

So, why?

This is a hard one to answer. I guess you can say that after many years of challenges, judgment from others, and doing the complete opposite of what logic and reason said I should —divorce, single motherhood, a second degree in my late twenties... risking it all to start a blog (which by the way in 2013 wasn’t even considered a side job much less a career), I kind of got to a point where I became

fearless.

I had to be. I had this tiny living, breathing human being who was counting on me at the very least, to give him a life a notch above the shit show I had growing up. Not to mention parenting —which is basically wandless wizardry pulled directly from the asses of parents. It demands that your mini human grows up to be a better human than you.

Yeah, unpack that.

Take all your collective shit, figure it out, and then teach your mini to do it better —to BE better than you at love, kindness, respect for others (especially boys respecting girls), integrity, money, and to be fearless. All while giving them the comfort of knowing that you, mom, have it all figured out... even when that couldn't be farther from the truth.

Top that with the pressures of working in the public eye

—which, while on a microscopic level compared to a full-on celebrity such as Taylor, is still very much a juggling act with none of the entourage to lighten the workload. Add to it the demands of working with national brands, and the unwavering ability for other bloggers to tear you down at any opportunity, or even worse, try to get close to you so they can raid your success like a Black Friday sale.

I found myself at the peak of my blogging career

but I was consumed by fear, AGAIN! Fear of shady AF bloggers and publicists, and so much to lose. And fear that now, thousands of people would have an opinion of me formed by jealous bloggers, and they didn’t even know who I really was.

That’s when letting go of toxic people in my life became essential

—when, no matter who they were, or how I was tied to them, I had to realize that surrounding myself with the ones who lifted me took precedence over the ones who dragged me down.

After all that..... I learned to give zero f***s about what people thought, or what they said behind my back.

And I had to start caring about what made my heart happy, what made my family and friends smile, and what inspired me to do better. BE BETTER. Be the example of fearless, with the hope that I was lucky enough to stay that way. But I'm a vulnerable human made of heart and soul and sometimes people can still take the best from me.

I had to be fearless.

In August of 2017 when "Look What You Made Me Do” blessed my ears for the first time, I felt it pierce my skin and course through my veins. And to the very bones of this young 38-year-old Swiftie mom, I was shook AF! I sang, I danced and I drowned out the haters in the blogging world. She had a very clear message,

She had zero f***s to give, Taylor broke the internet.

After watching the seemingly endless myriad of shade thrown at Taylor over the years, my heart erupted with happiness as her flawless first single from Reputation revealed one BADASS BITCH. And with every music video release of her new era, she became a mythical Goddess with bullshit evaporating superpowers. Like, I legit think she’s an actual unicorn. After all, she does ride a caticorn named Olivia.

She got harder, she got smarter in the nick of time

One single post on my Facebook page praising her new era and new single she brought with it attracted a slew of hate speech, white people bashing, claims of Taylor ripping off Beyonce... I couldn’t believe the things I was reading from fellow bloggers. I even had a GLOBAL BRAND threaten my business relationship in their ambassador program because I stood up for Taylor and spoke out about the hate speech which was placed on my own personal Facebook page. But I stood by my words.

Fearless.

Over the following months into early 2018, and to the tune of, “This is Why We Can't Have Nice Things”, I, along with a slew of about 20 other bloggers, ended up taking down said global brand’s publicist who was using his budget and power to demean and sexually harass female bloggers (which would later reveal that blacklisting me was more about not buying into that bullshit rather than my voice on hate speech).

Zero f***s given to those haters.

Mythical Goddess with bullshit evaporating superpowers level officially achieved for Taylor, and even for me. Although I wouldn’t call myself a Goddess. That's all Tay. 🖤

She found love through the noise

And so did I. In November of 2017, I had approached the year anniversary of the greatest love I'd ever known. My last stop. And as the tracks played on, my heart was full. We both found happiness through a seemingly endless sea of anguish.

Taylor is truly doing better than she ever was, and so am I.

Her resilience up against the media and the demands of the industry are perfectly fearless. And her decision to keep her beautifully growing relationship with Joe private is wise. I’ve spent the last year at home, which has been incredible. I’ve had a lot of time to think about what’s most important to me, what has shaped me into the mom, partner and entrepreneur that I am, and it all comes back to Taylor. That’s why it’s time for me to be fearless again and officially join the Swiftie universe.

I’ve spent 12 years fighting dragons with Taylor

and growing a canyon of respect and adoration for her charm, wit, business savvy, musical talent, feminism, compassion, tenacity, love for animals, and of course her lovely, lovely, words. I’ve raised my son from birth with her. There isn't a single day that is spent where Taylor doesn't exist in our lives. For 12 years straight.

That’s a long time to love someone who has no idea you exist.

I play her music videos and YouTube uploads just so I can feel like she’s with us. And so my son knows that she’s one of the finest examples of a human being in his lifetime. I use Taylor’s kindness to teach my son how to be considerate and give back to others while sharing her fearless story with him so she can be a positive role model in his life. Taylor has essentially been part of our family all along.

My son Gauge has a running joke that Taylor is the only person that can make me cry

(which happens more than I'm willing to admit). And it’s not because I’m weak, or on the verge of a mental breakdown (although I challenge you to try parenting, you might argue that), it’s because I truly love her like a best friend. When I see her happy it makes me happy, when I feel her sadness, it makes me sad. It’s visceral.

I don't believe the human connection is meant to be one-sided.

I feel in my heart, as weird as this may sound, that we will meet Taylor one day, even against all odds. Existing in the same lifetime as Taylor without at least trying to meet her doesn't feel right. I won't look at my son and teach him to let fear and doubt win, or that defying the odds is an impossible task.

Over the years I’ve been a spectator to her outreach to fans. She’s invited them to sessions in her homes, sent them gifts, invited them backstage, surprised them in their homes, made hospital visits, and Lord knows what else she has up her sleeve. And it’s all been done with pure excitement and love for her Swifties. With each outreach she extends, tears of joy are shed for fellow Swifties, and a ray of hope inspires me.

So, I’m starting a personal blog

which tells a very personal story of all the dragons I’ve fought with Taylor over the years. From living in a car at 15 years old to getting invited to LA premieres for Walt Disney and Marvel films. And I'll have no apologies for the truths that will be told (but will change names for privacy). It will be very personal and some of it won’t be pretty. Because life isn’t always pretty.

Taylor is releasing another album this year... we hope,

and she’ll be on yet another tour in 2020. After 12 years I’m finally ready for it. I’ve given my son everything he could possibly want or need. I’ve bought him a beautiful home in Northern Georgia. He’s been able to travel the world and do things most adults haven’t even done. And I owe much of that to Taylor for giving me the strength to take major risks, the courage to face my demons, the balls to cut people out of my life who were toxic and the self-confidence to defy the odds and do things my way.

2019 is our year to show @taylorswift how much we love her.

I’ll let the universe do the rest. Till then, I’ll be fighting dragons with her as I always have and writing my journal for her and anyone else who wants to read the memoirs of an OG Swiftie mom who keeps it real AF, full-on hair bun and all.

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Pumpkin spice, Halloween, flannel!

pumpkin spice: what’s your drink of choice?

Tea is my comfort beverage, herbal, green or white, but really it's been water, lately. Hydrate or die-drate, folks.

halloween: if you could dress up as anyone/ anything and pull it off absolutely flawlessly, who/what would it be?

Someone in power, so I could actually have the pull to manage global crises and fix the flaming pile of garbage the last generation shoved in mine's general direction.

flannel: what’s your favorite day of the year? is there a reason it’s your favorite?

Buckle up, y'all, I'm about to be real sappy.

November 24 is my absolute favorite day of the year.

The 24th is my favorite because it's my best friend's brithday. She's the best being on the planet, maybe in the universe (or the multiverse) animal, vegetable, mineral or otherwise. We've been best friends for 12 years and she's the kindest, most beautiful, sweet, smart, powerful, badass, loving, gentle, goddess of a soul I have ever known (or ever will). She has been the one constant in my life, the one person I trust more than anyone else in the world, the one person I am comfortably vulnerable with, the person I die laughing with every time we see each other. Our friendship is the healthiest one I've ever encountered, if not the healthiest relationship in general. We're always in each other's corners, we make music and art together, we support and push each other to achieve great things, and we just fit, y'know. We have since day one. She's the lightning to my thunder, the earth to my ocean, the sun to my moon. I love her so so so much (could you tell?), and I wake up on her birthday morning more excited than I ever was for Christmas, even when I was little.

#answer #@daisygrl #i could talk about her for an eternity like don't test me #thank you for the ask #it's late and probably more than you bargained for but #you know how it be

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Sexy Anime girl Our Top 75+

Once you started reading this post on sexy Anime Girl , a few of them immediately popped out of your head. To determine if the one you're looking for was on the list, read on. Animation has seen a dramatic change in the last century just as have the other kinds of entertainment. It has gained a huge worldwide fan base that has grown exponentially with the advent streamers. A lot of the part of the credit for this global enthusiasm is due to the accessibility, massive improvement in animation and excellent storytelling, however, the importance of great characters is unquestionable. As we've explored the best cartoon characters today we'll be turning our focus to something more particular- the sexiest anime ladies ever. I've tried to bring in characters that range from adorable, sexy teens to sexy older ladies. Keep in mind that this list isn't ordered. Therefore, with no further delay, this is the top 75 sexy anime girl ever. If you're interested to see them live Well, we've included a link at the bottom of each list. 75. Erza Scarlet, Fairy Tail - The Most Famous Sexy Anime Girl Ezra is a member of the guild Fairy Tail and a powerful wizard who always takes a stand for the downtrodden and disadvantaged. While the compassionate and gentle soul is is known for her fierce fighting style and impressive achievements as a magician, Ezra’s physical attributes are hard to ignore. The medieval beauty with her voluptuous body can make anyone sit and stare at their screens. Therefore, it’s not surprising that the enchantress is so high on this list of sexy anime girl of all time. 74. Mio Naruse, The Testament of Sister New Devil As the daughter of the Demon Lord, Mio is the rightful heiress of his position, but she ends getting involved in an incestuous relationship with his stepbrother after getting adopted. Over time the amorous interactions only get intense as she explores her sexuality with her servant. Some of the bold lovemaking that transpires between the trio has been forever immortalized in anime history. But a lot of credit for making these scenes so exciting goes to the erotic and titillating figure of Mio. 73. Darkness, KonoSuba – God’s blessing on this wonderful world! The royal lady from ‘KonoSuba’ is a crusader and also one of its three main female characters. Darkness’ drop-dead gorgeous looks strangely complement her masochistic tendencies in a way and make her look innocent and cute. Moreover, the pride she has in her family’s rich history and her noble roots only goes on to show her grounded upbringing. Therefore, it won’t be far-fetched to claim that Darkness is a dream girl for every man. 72. Elizabeth Liones, The Seven Deadly Sins Elizabeth Liones is the princess of the Kingdom of Lioness. She is the adoptive daughter of King Batra. She is a druid and later we find out that she is the reincarnation of a goddess and is very powerful. Elizabeth has silver hair and large eyes. One of her eyes is completely covered by her hair. She has a slim body and wears a tight top and a short skirt. Elizabeth is also kind, caring, and strong. She sets out to find the Seven Deadly Sins on her own to liberate her kingdom from the hands of the corrupted Holy Knights. 71. Lilith Asami, Trinity Seven - Red Hair sexy anime girl The red-haired teacher may seem forgiving and sympathetic, but Lilith can become a badass who is not hesitant in taking up arms when the situation demands. Interestingly, the beauty with brains also has a very hot and curvy figure that has not gone unnoticed by the Trinity Seven fans. Therefore, it won’t be an exaggeration to claim that Asami is probably the most sizzling teacher in the anime world. 70. Kiriko Shikishima, Denpa Kyoushi (2015) Kiriko Shikishima is one the characters from the anime series ‘DenpaKyoushi’. Her hair is white that she braids at her lower ends. She is usually seen wearing the Hiiragi Academy uniform. Kiriko is an assistant maid and often appears dressed in her maid’s uniform. Although we can see in the beginning Kiriko is shy however thanks to Junichirou she is able to transform herself to be better. Kiriko is an gentle and a good-natured person. She’s quite adept in dance and singing, and, after Kagami challenges and encourages her to pursue her goals, she is able to take her talent more seriously. 69. Laura Bodewig, IS: Infinite Stratos (2011) Laura Bodewig is one of the characters in the sci-fi anime “IS: Infinite Stratos’. Her genetic abilities have been boosted to be a powerful soldier, which makes her a super-smart girl. She hails born in Germany as a first-year student at the Infinite Stratos Academy. Her home is in Germany Laura is currently a part of the military group there. Laura is awarded her rank of second lieutenant within her unit of home. Her style makes her look far more sexy. She is blonde and wears an eye patch on the left side of her eye. Laura Bodewig’s exoskeleton can be described as the Schwarzer Regen IS. 68. Eucliwood Hellscythe, Kore wa Zombie Desu Ka? (2011) “Kore wa Zombie Desu Ka?’ is a genre of comedy that is inspired by zombies. anime. The main character Ayumu Aikawa killed by the serial killer. Before we can get down Ayumu Aikawa is revived from the dead by the Necromancer with the name Eucliwood Hellscythe. The only issue is that he’s now the zombie. Things get more complicated when he steals the dress of a mysterious girl. He is then required to wear a costume and fight the evil creatures that are in her place until he has determined what must be done. Eucliwood is the person that returned Ayumu and is the one who is now his guardian. Eucliwood doesn’t speak, but her powers allow her to transform her words into reality. She’s pretty cute sexy and has long, white hair. 67. Lisanna Strauss, Fairy Tail (2009) “Fairy Tail” is a series of fantasy animation that is full of magical elements (It’s an enchanting show that is literally). The series follows Lucy Heartfilia who wants to become a mage and join a guild, but she is looking for a guild that she can join. Then she is kidnapped by a man. She is later rescued by Natsu. Natsu is one of the members of the famed Fairy Tail guild which Lucy would like to join. Then she is asked to join the guild by Natsu to become a member of the group and begins her adventures. Lisanna Strauss is among the female characters from the show. She is the sister to Mirajane Strauss. She has short, white locks and eyes that are blue. Lisanna is a fan of the Fairy Tail group a lot and considers it to be her family. She is willing to do anything to safeguard her friends. 66. Five – Terror in resonance Well, Five from Terror in Resonance is the first on our list, for she has the most negligible “spectacular” effect among the others on the list. Her understanding character has an expectation that won’t attract you that much. While Twelve as well as 9 were messing around, it was Five that made a scene. So she could not be one of the most identifiable white head, however she without a doubt is just one of the most effective sexy anime girl. 65. Black Hanekawa – Nekomonogatari: Kuro If the existence of catgirls doesn’t promote your hormonal agents, after that it’s very little of a criminal activity. But if the catgirl in question has 2 characters and among which is white hair charm, after that we can jail you. Simply take a look at her. She is nothing like the base Hankawa. This white equivalent is not only cute as heck however method a lot more dominant as well as hostile. We do not assume there is anything more to state concerning her to validate her getting on this list of sexy anime girl. Check Out : anime fox girl : Our top 25+ 64. Akane Kowata – Flying Witch An easygoing elder sibling is the imagine lots of. So it’s no surprise that sweet as well as laid-back Akane-nii is on the list. This dark-skinned charm is the older sister of Kowata and also it is her that gives Kowata such an unique individuality. She has the capability to make any conversation seem as if all stress of the world is gone. She is the perfect personality to chill with. 63. Alka – Blade And Soul - White hair sexy anime girl As the main personality of this anime, Alka has a strong and also never-give-up personality. She is honest and also assertive. If you are into retribution, after that she is the ideal match for you. She is not just eye-catching but also has the capability to back it up. 62. Urd – Ah My Goddess One more loveable and magnificent elder sister personality is Urd. She is not as caring and chill as Akane, however her personality has an unique panache. Her outfit as well as personality are everything about teasing. Urd will certainly make you lust for her however also not at the same time. In an anime concerning “Siren,” it’s no surprise the females will be extraordinary. But Urd is in a completely different organization. 61. Kamyu – The One Being Sung Take an off-the-chart stunning teenage girl and also mesh her with a juvenile and innocent personality; this is when you get Kamyu. She is wonderful as well as innocent. With her favorable power, she has the capacity to make you succumb to her. It is rather transmittable. But her character is not the only point that will certainly attract you. Simply view the anime, and also you will certainly know what we indicate. 60. Krul Tepes - Our Prefer Sexy Anime Girl Anime: Owari no Seraph (Seraph of the End). It resembles, they present Ferid Bathory as well as you simply think “male that needs to be a powerful vampire” and afterwards this pink-haired, child-looking woman comes onto the scene and absolutely mops the flooring with him. So yeah, she is powerful.Very powerful. Actually, she’s the queen of the vampires. How can she continue to be so cute while having so much blood on her hands? Also read : Seraph of the end Season 3 Release Date : Everything you need to Know 59. Mamika Kirameki. Mamika Kirameki in Re: Makers anime. Anime: Re: Creators. Mamika is so precious. She’s the token magic girl/Sailor Moon personality, but with even more pink, in the world of Re: Designers. To be much more specific, she’s within a program of their world where she fights bad doers to ensure that the smiles of the globe won’t fall under the wrong hands. I mean how valuable is that? Sure Altair didn’t locate it that cute, but she has no taste anyhow! 58. Ram. Anime: Re: Zero. Rem could be the follower favored, but Ram is still pure gold in her own right. She’s even more outgoing than her dandere sister and also usually has to take the effort. She’s what I would call a “mood” character. As she is constantly somewhat snarky and also doesn’t obtain especially close to any individual in addition to her sis. Okay and Roswaal, she really fangirls Roswaal, in her very own deadpan manner in which is. 57. Ruki - Our little sister Cute And Sexy Anime Girl Anime: Senyuu. It’s secure to state that Ruki makes up the cuter part of this show. As everybody else focuses much more on being irrationally silly, abusive, or manly, Ruki is our only source of pure moe. Just obtain her far from that old guy. I understand she is adorable, most of us know she is cute, however he is in some Chris Hansen area. She belongs at Ross’ side, making fun of Alba. 56. Milim Nava - Pink Hair Sexy anime girl Anime: That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime. Milim subdued the overpowered. I didn’t also understand that was enabled. So yes, Milim Literal Destruction Nava is a giant in this world with her only mistake being the naivety of a 7-year-old. Rimuru defeated her totally based on the ye old “be friends will certainly me and also I will feed you” grounds. Which is an effective technique, allow’s be honest. She after that just ended up being the wild card of the team, as a constant suggestion that she might finish the program if she had one poor day. 55. Kosuri Onigashira. Anime: Shimoneta. We will not be talking about the shape of her head, okay? In art it’s constantly crucial to be inspired. So when drawing lewd images, as Kosuri does, she needs to obtain creative. As well as a bit pervy. But once she’s influenced she simply goes off, drawing picture after photo, apparently without taking a breath or praying to the Lord for forgiveness up until she is satisfied with the results. 54. Rumiho Akiha. Anime: Steins; Entrance. In a show that can get as dismaying as Steins; Gate, it’ ss always good to have a person to brighten the mood. Misses out on nya-nya Rumiho definitely satisfies that duty with her actual eccentric character as well as constant nyas. This is particularly real when she remains in the firm of our madu researcher, as they go over the fight techniques the other might utilize. 53. Mei Hatsume. Anime: Boku no Hero Academia (My Hero Academia). Mei is certainly not the greatest character in this cosmos. Yet I doubt that even Deku could match her ambition. Desiring nothing greater than for her “infants” to be seen by the world, she’s willing to benefit days on end without any rest, never when losing the smile on her face. Her peculiarity enables her to see even the smallest parts of any kind of machine making her flawlessly adapt to create the heroes’ support items. Also read : Why read my hero academia 52. Inori Yuzuriha - Our unforgettable Sexy Anime Girl Anime: Guilty Crown. Kuudere success stories are simply entertaining alright? Starting off we see Inori as a robot as well as chilly individual who cares little for others’ sensations, as well as likewise murders lots of individuals. Yet after some in the house “Inori: Becoming Human” wrongdoings with Shu, we (herself included) get a better peek into her emotions. Her attitude increases a little bit at the end, if you catch my drift. But that’s showbiz infant. 51. Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière - The cutest sexy Anime Girl Anime: Zero no Tsukaima. If Black Clover’s Asta and also Noelle ever have a youngster it will generally be Louise. Just like her anime papa, she has an extremely low fondness in the direction of magic in a world where magic is whatever. Also landing her the label of Louise the Zero. And from her mom’s side she obtains an honorable history as well as the snobbishness that comes with it. She also gets that all so valuable tsundere vibe. 50. Momo Belia Deviluke. Anime: To Love Ru. If Gowther ever retires from the globe of 7 Deadly Sins and also becomes a genuine child, I can bet that Momo would certainly do an outstanding task completing as the sin of desire. She would even fit the expense a great deal better. So of course, if the tail really did not provide it away Momo definitely abides by the 34th policy of the net as she regularly both imagines Rito in NSFW scenarios in addition to tries to get him into NSFW situations. Check Out : Anime girl with Pink Hair : Our top 60+ 49. Madoka Kaname - Sexy Magical Anime Girl Anime: Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magica (Puella Magi Madoka Magica). An excellent quantity of magical girl anime is important for the watching diet of any type of person. Madoka is a wonderful lady, with a general pink visual, that we view as she does her best to assist people out in remarkable shoujo fashion. She is quite shy and timid … What? There was a button you say? She’s even more of the risk taking type. Well whatever, the crucial point is that she is cute and enjoyable to enjoy, whoever she is. 48. Hinagiku Katsura. Anime: Hayate no Gotoku! (Hayate the Fight Butler). Hinagiku certainly falls under that “student council president, beloved by all, a god among mortals yet humble” sort of personality. We likewise obtain a variety of clubs with which she comes together, most significantly the Kendo club as she is the captain. And also other wholesome senior high school activities. She does, however, get the Disney network moms and dads … however hey, I wager Mr. Katsura is means cooler than both of them incorporated. 47. Moka Akashiya. Anime: Rosario to Vampire. I’m actually noticing a pattern with pink-haired girls and also split personalities. However much more on that later. The pink-haired Moka is actually the kind as well as sensitive one, while the inner and original Moka has white hair. It’s normally the pink-haired ones that are psycho you know. Directly, it emits a strong Tsubasa Hanekawa vibe, which is constantly an and also. Additionally might I discuss that Moka is a vampire? Probably must have lead with that said one. 46. Ikaros. Ikaros in paradise’s Lost Home anime Anime: Sora no Otoshimono (Paradise’s Lost Building). I didn’t also know this comprises as pink, however the wiki never exists! So Ikaros, an Angeloid that dropped from the globe of Synapse only to be saved by Tomoki, that she after that “imprints”. What does this mean? He obtains a cute animal girl as well as it’s not weird. We also later discover the specific reason she “fell” from Synapse. And also allow’s just state that she could not have the bark but she absolutely has the bite. I swear the pet thing isn’t odd. 45. Yui. Yui in Angel Beats! anime screenshot. Anime: Angel beats! Energised isn’t a strong adequate word to describe Yui. If she could, I’m quite certain she would essentially bounce of the wall surfaces throughout the day in a weirdly adorable selection of balancings. As well as her mouth is as quick as her body, as she often tends to chatter a great deal. In an extremely loud fashion. In addition to slip into those DMs if provided the possibility. Why she’s like this, we have no idea. And do not explore it, please just look at her existing shenanigans instead. 44. Watashi. Watashi in Humankind Has Declined - Our Sexy Pink hair anime girl Anime: Jinrui wa Suitai Shimashita (Humankind Has Actually Declined). Me, myself, as well as I is the mediator between fairies and also people, frequently called simply Moderator and even Okashi-chan, as she has discovered the charms of intricate carbohydrates. Regarding character goes, she’s a little bit of everything; she’s a little careless as well as likes to complain. Yet additionally appears to enjoy her task periodically. She’s cartoony, pleased, and also upbeat, yet also brandishes a knife and also knowns exactly how to control individuals. 43. Crona. Anime: Soul Eater. Not technically a lady, but because I question I will certainly reach create a “finest unclear sex people” list, here we are. Not just does Crona have an extremely unfortunate name in the year of 202X, however life as a whole isn’t as well type to them. Crona is Ragnarok’s meister, and was initially under Medusa’s orders (and control) to take any soul they find, be it evil or good. Also, Crona is a very naive and submissive person who is constantly pestered by Ragnarok in the form of noogies and threats to eat their share of food. She does not like to fight but Medusa normally introduces a spell into their mind that increases their aggression. 42. Amu Hinamori. Anime: Shugo Chara! This character simply obtains a whipping “exact same” from me. 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acethisattorney · 4 years ago

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Ok after watching the stageplay I have some thoughts:

(SPOILERS for the stageplay below)

the opening ceremony speech by nivantess

what do you mean the chairman succeed his father??? is the chairman position hereditary??? what is this?? a family business????? what's with the nepotism in this global organisation???????????

also nivantess talking about "pursuit of justice". the audacity of this bitch.

the olympic rankings

i frickin love that the only reason phoenix was winning everything was because he was matching the profile of a criminal HAHAH

also phoenix being confused the whole time that he was winning was hilarious. "hmmm, i'm doing really well for once. something must be terribly wrong"

ALSO, how did franziska end up in 3rd place LMAO. what did she do to match the profile? was it the assulting people with a whip HAHAHA. she matched the profile so well that even though she isn't a defense attorney she was still 3rd most similar to the profile

the olympic events themselves

did godot dead ass make a bunch of lawyers run a marathon in full suits, i love him so much. i bet that wasn’t even part of his investigation it was just to fuck with people

ALSO THE ALL WRIGHT BATTLE. that was 100% just to fuck with phoenix

the franziska-phoenix confrontation after the first half of the trial

FRANZIKA YOU WERE INTERRUPTING PHOENIX'S SHITTING TIME.

when larry and maya were looking for phoenix and franziska

oh my god, maya and larry found phoenix and franziska through the power of dicking around. this is too good

phoenix and franziska in the kidnappers’ dungeon thing

OOF PHOENIX GETTING THE SHIT BEAT OUT OF HIM.

also fucking hell, i legit thought they were gonna make phoenix shit his pants for a moment

the sign board fake out

can you imagine what nivantess was thinking when phoenix jumped on the desk and announced that he knew the answer

the goddess of fortune thing

FUCK THAT WHOLE THING WITH THE GODDESS OF FORTUNE WAS GENIUS. he had me fooled. i thought it was just phoenix being phoenix. also the bit with the night vision camera? GENIUS

also can you imagine how crowmack must have felt watching phoenix do his fucking zombie dance and everyone joking around while his life was at stake.

ok but wouldn't it be hilarious if phoenix actually belived in the goddess of fortune phoenix, before trial in the lobby, doing his fucking zombie dance: "O goddess of fortune, plunge this courtroom into a dark abysss. Edgeworth can't pull an updated autopsy report if he can't see it :)))"

the nivantess reveal and breakdown

I CAN'T BELIEVE NIVANTESS ATE IT. PHOENIX LITERALLY SHAT THAT OUT. HE ATE THE SHIT CHIP. NIVANTESS NO.

also phoenix slowly getting on the chair to yell objection during the nivantess breakdown. that was badass

MOTHERFUCKING GODOT AND HIS BIG BRAIN CLUTCH AT THE END. HIDING IT IN HIS COFFEE CUP, FUCKING SMOOTH

also holy shit nivantess really went full super villain at the end. He asked them to cut open phoenix's stomch?? fucking brutal man.

also why did he sign all the fucking records??? why did he even keep records????????

AWW when godot pulled maya out of nivantess’ way. always looking out for mia's sister

why was kojiro so passive during nivantess' monlouge. he was so quick to stab valenbough?? the monolouge was the perfect time for a stabbing??? why'd he wait so long??? also why'd he back up as nivantess approached him??? he's the one holding a knife?? also he scaled a wall effortlessly but couldn't beat and old man???

yoko breaking up the kojiro-nivantess fight

yoko you should have gone for the head

also why was nivantess suddenly so scared of yoko’s knife. he certainly wasn't scared of kojiro's knife

also when yoko tried to talk kojiro out of killing nivantess by saying that if he did, he would become just like him. hate to break it to you yoko, your brother's already a murderer. i'm sure one more won't hurt.

nivantess getting back up

ofc he’d try to stab kojiro in the back like the snivelling coward he is.

hell yeah gumshoe rushing in was awesome. but isn't gumshoe police, which means he has a GUN? why is he not using said GUN?

the commentator/emcee guy

i don't know how to feel about him. what is the point of him being in the second half???

like with the scene where nivantess beats the shit out of the hench man, and he's just commentating in the background i guess??? why???

phoenix

I CAN’T BELIEVE PHOENIX ATE ANOTHER PIECE OF EVIDENCE. GDI PHOENIX. GET IT TOGETHER MAN.

I ALSO CAN’T BELIEVE HE FUCKING SHAT IT OUT HAHAHAHA. BUT like he can't wash the chip right? cuz electronics? so...................ERMMMMMM

ummm the whole truth scene at the end was very sweet but like kojiro's grieving over his dead mom and he's about to go jail? for murder??? idk if that was the best time to go on the whole truth speech phoenix

maya

maya asking phoenix to shit out the microchip in court. and she did it so cheerfully. I fucking love Maya.

maya offering to kick phoenix so he can puke out the microchip. she was waaaaay to eager to kick him LMAO. also fucking larry restraining nick for maya

MAYA'S LET'S PARTY IN RESPONSE TO THE LAXATIVE

also i l can't tell if maya genuinely can't tell people dressing up as phoenix apart from the real phoenix, OR she's just pretending she can’t to fuck with phoenix. i feel like both are equally likely with her

miles

oof i felt bad for him with the whole wendy oldbag thing. i know it was for comedy reasons, but can’t a man catch a break :(

WHY DID MILES WEAR HIS CRAVAT WHEN HE WAS PRETENDING TO BE PHOENIX. LOOK AT THIS DORK.

MILES RECOGNISED PI EVEN THOUGH IT WAS FLIPPED IN ONE GLANCE. he also knows it so well that he could type it flipped without a reference bruh. miles is a math nerd confirmed. he was 100% one of those kids that memorised pi just for the sake of it

why is miles so fucking a n g e r y in this play??? i don't think he was ever this angry in the games, even before his character development???

godot

DIEGO STOP TRYING TO THROW MIA’S PROTOGE IN JAIL

also when diego says “what a lucky guy.” in response to crowmack’s birthday being 1st jan, WHILE CROWMACK IS BEING THREATENED WITH A KNIFE HAHAHA. godot, the comedic genius.

is it just me or was godot super seductive throughout this whole play. there was the let’s olympic in a proper american accent, that scene with franziska, the MULTIPLE scense with crowmack...

crowmack

crowmack deserved better man, getting threatened for something he didn’t do. poor baby

CROWMACK GRABBING THE FUCKING KNIFE IN THE END. HELL YEAH. AND HE LANDED A PUNCH WHILE HOLDING THE KNIFE. MY BABY HAS GROWN UP SO MUCH.

#CROWDOT

I SHIP GODOT AND CROWMACK. THE CHIN HOLDING. THE HEAD PATS. THE BOW AT THE END. AND THEN HE FOLLOWS BEHIND HIM AFTERWARDS AND STOOD NEXT TO THE JUDGE'S DESK. IT'S ALL *CHEF'S KISS*

nivantess

why does nivantess have apolo's feelers? Hmmmmm SECRET GRANFATHER?? he's evil too so it'd be a perfect tragic backstorry. it would be a great addition to apolo's 9000 other tragic backstories.

franziska

franziska is so tsun in this awww

also i think the stage play writters might have the hots for franziska. what with the kabedon thing, the godot thing, the phoenix thing before the kidnapping, the actual kidnapping, THE FUCKING CHAINS HMMMMMM. WHY DID THEY RESTRAIN HER LIKE THAT??? WHY DIDN'T PHOENIX AND KOJIRO GET CHAINS TOO HMMMMMMMMMMMM

the whole idea of a judicial olympics in general

thw whole judicial olympics sound like a blast. imagine getting to watch a bunch of world-famous sofisticated lawyers clown around for a few days. AND THEN at the end there's even a murder trial AND a hostage situation AND a huge scandal involving a worldwide conspiracy with some of the biggest crime syndicates in the world. AND THERE'S THE FIGHT with an old man, a defense attorney, and a singer/protester. sounds wild man

Yo I tried my best to make an English translation for the turnabout gold medal stageplay if anyone is interested:

https://youtu.be/BKDfOYYVXXw

#ace attorney #turnabout gold medal #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #maya fey #franziska von karma #wendy oldbag #larry butz #dick gumshoe #jack crowmack #antino nivantess #fukashigi yoko #fukashigi kojiro #yorksher bergian #godot #crowdot #my post

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zydrateacademy · 6 years ago

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Current Activities - Conan Exiles #4

So I just posted my latest story “Assassination at the Summit”, and while I am proud of its contents, it has some background information. Basically starting at "Her outside clanmates had been navigating..." was practically written in a blind fury. I’ve calmed down now but this is my blog and I feel like ranting. First off, the character depicted in that story, Dey Yin, is an actual player. She’s an excellent writer and I strive to reach to her level of para-posting, as they give excellent opportunities to reply and react and I want to offer the same to other players when they interact with me. Also, she loves the story.

I am happy with the results as there was some effort put into it. Even in my blind fury, the last few parts turned out well. I’ve also been trying to work on my verb tense. Either I missed that class in school or over a decade of roleplaying has completely rewritten how my brain perceives verb tense. You might notice that my tenses swap between past and present, sometimes within the same line. This is why writers have editors, people. Anyway it was mostly a background plot, like many of my stories are. Basically I like to lay some groundwork before I claim things. I do not simply want to claim to be a whiskey baroness, I want to actually show it. I want people to see, through a narrative, the effort put in importing a whiskey from the outside world. The server is too small for specific events to surround these kinds of things, so I compensate by writing short stories instead. Quick aside; I actually did host an RP event with my character announcing the existence of her clan. It went very well with around ~9 attendees.

Whiskey and fun were had by all. Anyway. I spoke of this plot in-character with others and another player on the server, someone I’ve been trying to arrange RP with for... years, I think, across a few MMO’s. We’ve met on an ERP gathering website (ya’ll know the one) but our interactions could never quite get sexual. They’re a good writer and roleplayer and they definitely value quality over fluff. I can respect that. We had some meetups in GW2 but maybe we just don’t make characters that gel well because we just couldn’t quite get to the fluffy stuff. Anyway she happens to follow me on CE. Fair enough. No prompting, she just saw that I was playing a lot and figured she’d hop on the ship. She’s doing well on the server, has a whole clan, etc. Good for her. But upon hearing about this plot of mine, her character offers some... assistance. Instead of being a simple assassination, she wants it to be poison. She insists, having an IC personal stake against Khitan generals. Fair enough, but then she hands Livia an actual quest. Get three specific items. The items in question are in fact part of the several artifacts you need to remove your bracelet and “win” the game (which deletes your save file by the way). Not the whole thing, just three of them. The scourgestone was probably the easiest, and I had some IC help from a guy. It was all great fun. Admittedly I was salty at first, adding extra steps to a straightforward plotline. Then I got to writing it out and I enjoyed the idea of dungeon delving being written into it. It started to feel like an actual epic on the likes of Beowulf, Clash of the Titans, and indeed, actual Conan books and lore. Sword and sorcery. I’m not claiming to write as well as any of those (though I’m pretty sure the Conan movies didn’t have any writers, holy shit), but it started to FEEL like an epic RPG story. I didn’t have it completely written out but it had about three full paragraphs worth. Might have eked out an extra two before... bullshit happens. The salt starts to come back when the player drags their feet about getting the last item for the poison crafting. They are focusing on their clan base and that looks fine and all, but a boss hunt only needed to be asked in global “anyone want to help?”, 3-4 people would have done fine and we had 3 at any given moment, each of us with powerful weapons and armor. We could have gotten it at any time. Again, fair on them to a certain extent. I’m sure they have a job and when they were online, she was likely wrangling her clanmates and building assignments. I get that, but... again, we could have had this wrapped up in 15 minutes at any given point. Eventually my character tries to meet with another newbie on the server (as she does) but finds them already at this person’s clan base. Figure it’d be a good time for Livia to check in on the poison and see when we can go hunting but... Well. Let me give you quick context on this person’s character. John Mulaney has a comedy set talking about his father and how straight-laced he tends to be. He recalls a story (true or not, who can tell?) where John himself and some siblings (I think? Other kids?) were screaming for McDonalds. The father pulls into the drive through, orders a single black coffee, and drives away. John states something to the effect of “in retrospect, that was the funniest thing I’ve seen in my entire life”. Well, this person’s character is basically that guy. But a woman. Livia already has stated that she’s got quite the stick up her ass. Anyway they’ve traded barbs as you might expect, Livia being more of a carefree roll-with-punches and make-money kind of woman. Livia drops an offhanded line about “Maybe I’ll just get my people to slit the general’s throat and save me a headache [in dealing with this character]”. All we get in response is “So be it” and are then soon banned from her stronghold. That’s when I lowkey lose it. I don’t explode, I don’t rant, I don’t PM them. In fact, there’s almost no OOC communication between me and this person and I think it worked against us. She never once asked me permission to force a poison subplot in my story. The character just “strongly insisted” and Livia was like “fine, let’s make the thing” and I went off to get two of the three items THAT DAY. A week goes by, then that bullshit happens. What a waste of my time. I keep thinking back to a roleplaying guide I posted on this server’s website. It’s the same one I’ve copied and pasted across many MMO’s I’ve roleplayed on. There’s a section in there that talks about IC drama having no affect on OOC, or it shouldn’t. I’ve spent many years separating IC and OOC, often times whispering people after an OOC argument of like “That was fun, thanks for the RP!” That kind of thing. Unfortunately, this whole thing did have OOC consequences. The entire plot and story was essentially a gift to the player for being active, friendly, fun to interact with and being a good writer. I wanted to give the player and character something they would appreciate, but instead was delayed by a player insisting on adding a step. And then never stepped forward. It wasted my time and theirs and got in the way of that RP. Thus, I feel like my anger while perhaps not entirely justified, still makes sense in this context. My time was wasted, and now I’m possibly barred from RP with that person and their clan, or at least by going to their base. Not a single word OOCly was spoken between us throughout this. I remember PMing them the paragraph that featured them, asking if there was anything that needed to be changed. They said no, it was fine for the context and remaining an enigma. Fair enough. That was it. She never asked me permission to bullrush into our plot, nor did I outwardly refuse it. I thought nothing of it, and indeed as I mentioned earlier I did have some fun writing out dungeon adventures and Livia’s general hatred of the jungle biome. There was fun stuff there, class adventuring that I don’t write nearly enough about. Then it was all just negated because the other character absolutely refused to meet mine halfway in terms of diplomacy. Livia tried. I tried. So starting from “Her outside clanmates had been navigating the unknown country...” in that story, it was actually a rush job in fuming rage, so much rage my chest actually hurt for a few minutes. I do think it turned out well but I do believe I could have padded more with describing the architecture, culture, the nuances of Livia’s clan navigating the cities, dodging police and bribing informants. There’s a lot I could have done there but the story could have been done a week ago and instead I was left hanging because one player bullrushed into my plot and didn’t want to go kill a boss. I’m angry. I’m annoyed. Heavy sigh. Now, I still have two more stories to write. I have asked and received a new patron item (you can get some cosmetics if you donate to the server), a glowing polearm.

It looks very badass, especially at night. Actually hurts if you look at it too long. It’s great. I have it named “Imbued Polearm” and I have no idea why or how Livia would be in possession of it. I just saw someone having glowing purple daggers and thought “...I still haven’t requested a weapon decal for my patron perks. I want that a lot.” Was thinking of a Ymir ritual but white and blue is his motif so I’m not sure that’d work. Derketo is the goddess of sex, not weapons, and would sooner imbue Livia was a penis to properly spread seed long before she’d give her followers a badass weapon. Next story will be a little easier to write. I discovered with some proper dying the reptile armor does not look half bad at all. The aforementioned guy friend says it looks better on females than males, and I believe it;

Not sure why Tumblr blows that way the fuck up but there you go. Due to quality loss, it does look decent in-game. Definitely a “demon dragon slayer” type story to be had there. Was brainstorming that an alpha got tired of some adventurer killing all their babies at the spawning grounds... Next time Livia goes hunting she’d be in for quite the surprise.

All that and I didn’t even get into my clan growing and even having someone build me a proper stronghold.

Currently can house 6 clanmates with a master bedroom for myself. I plan on adding another floor to make way for 4 more rooms as I tend to get members when Livia goes save newly exiled players from the river. It’s actually in that building the above party screenshot took place. (There’s currently two spare rooms, I believe. Hint hint, come join us.)

#Conan Exiles #Conan #Exiles #Conan the Barbarian #Gaming #PC Gaming

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Death and the Spring Goddess...Get Detention.

a Sky High Olympus AU fic (Warren x Layla)

4750-word one shot

PG/Teen at most for suggestive references

Olympus Academy technically floats above mortal reach, so only real gods or truly powerful demigods can get there. Because arcane laws are a traditional hobby of most pantheons, there is (of course) a rule that if you can get to the school, you can go to the school. (There is, in the margin of this bylaw, a rather hastily handwritten addendum that one has to be of the appropriate age of one's species or kind. One can well imagine why.) Persephone was wholly unknown to any of the gods until she arrived on the Academy Isle--piggyback on the world's fastest-growing conifer.

The fact that it seemed to continue growing once she'd hopped off it alarmed a great many of the adults in the area. Since the staff on campus included Minotaur the Reformed, the one-eyed giant Ted, and Hel, the average person might have thought this a little absurd. The ways of the gods are mysterious.

Anyway, Persephone (sixteen and bitter) had been planning this badass entry for at least two weeks now. She just strode right into the Administration Office without a backward glance--she could clean up later. Besides, she was making a point.

"I am Persephone, a daughter of Demeter," she announced, sweeping in the door, her floral Doc Martins planting against any comers.

Except--there was no one. The school office, a sort of half-way between Grecian and Gothic style, was deserted. Actually, when she looked closer there seemed to be a crowd of bodies behind a frosted glass door across the room. Annoyed, Persephone swept her kerchief hem with a hand (the right swirl required a little coaching) and headed to that door.

Belatedly, she noticed one person who had witnessed this botched entrance. He didn't seem to be all that interested, glancing up only briefly as she moved forward, He was young enough to be a student. Still, her steps faltered slightly. When she got close enough to hear words being spoken inside the Administrator's office, she got the distinct impression that this young man was trying not to hear them.

He sprawled in his chair as if unconcerned, but there was an intent look on his face. Or maybe he always scowled like that. He had overgrown black hair partly covering his eyes, often the sign of a perpetual sulker.

He shifted slightly, and looked out the window, away from her. Something was odd about his eyes, but she didn't quite catch what before they were hidden by the angle. Anyway, she had psyched herself up this morning to not be fazed by anything, so it was just as well. She reached the inner office.

"--it's apparent to everyone he is a recurrence of Hades, I don't think that is a question."

"You can't deny a boy his education based on old prejudices--"

"Old prejudices! Don't make me laugh. It's that boy, not some previous incarnation, who called up Cerberus to terrorize the cafeteria."

"Under extreme provocation!"

Persephone winced for the boy, despite her own preoccupations. She knocked, and counted it a service.

The abrupt silence seeped like chill around the doorjamb. Then an incredibly beautiful female with an incredibly unfriendly face peeked out.

"Yes?"

"I am Persephone, a daughter of Demeter. I am here to enroll at Olympus."

The woman gave her a quick up and down, a tad slow replacing her judgment of Persephone's sense of style with a smile of welcome.

"I'll be right with you, dear."

The rumbling inside resumed, but now about Demeter, and whether she had publicly announced any children in the last hundred years.

"She said a daughter of Demeter," came the voice of the goddess who'd seen her, "not the daughter of Demeter, so it could mean anything. But she's here, so if she wants to enroll she can. Excuse me."

As she stepped out of the office, it became obvious the goddess was Venus, or at least her most recent form. No one else would have dressed just like the headless installation that dominated the artisan's quarter of the city below, so that it was obvious to anyone her body had been the model. Or maybe anyone else caught trying it would have found themselves in a world of hurt. Venus wasn't known for sharing well with others.

Persephone tried not to be starstruck as she followed Venus to the front desk. That would be embarrassing. It was especially embarrassing to be starstruck by someone's butt just because it really looked just like the sculpture.

Hades was having a pretty ridiculous day already when a second freaking fertility goddess walked into the building. Dressed like an eco-terrorist, no less. She had on army boots, but they were embroidered with daisies or something. And she was wearing them with a green sundress, as if symbolism was an art completely lost on her and she instead chose to draw a chart.

He couldn't decide if her being bony and awkward was more disconcerting or comforting, in a redheaded nature deity.

He winced when she announced she was Demeter's daughter. His adoptive mom had versed him rigorously in all his past connections (as far as history could tell them) with past incarnations of various gods, and one thing he knew for sure was that he and that goddess found ways to hate each other in every lifetime.

His bio-mom thought worrying about former incarnations was laughable, and introduced her boyfriend as her "ex-brother" just to make him squirm. Meeting Rhea had explained a whole lot about his adoptive mom's attitude, really.

While Rhea continued to do a terrible job trying to keep him in this school, he watched the other fertility goddess in the building get the young one entered for classes. Green Dress seemed to be having trouble not staring at Venus's white drapery. Well, that was the whole point of the drapery, really.

Rhea wrenched open the door and emerged to glare at him.

"If you want to stay in this school and not be put down as unallied with Olympus, you need to come make some apologies."

About ten minutes earlier, Hades had been planning to tell them all to shove it up their unnaturally ageless backends. But there was a distant sound of shouting that the new kid seemed to be ignoring with intent. She hadn't relaxed like someone who had achieved their goal, either.

Maybe he didn't want to leave just yet. He went to do the most godly grovel he could muster.

Persephone had not come to Olympus for the better school environment. She quite liked it, especially when she found out that she could skip mythology class for a fairly advanced botany workshop as her personalize elective. No, she had come to get Zeus to do something about Earth's global warming.

Olympus Academy was the only standardized route for gods to get enrolled in Olympus as deities. Unlike she had hoped, though, Persephone couldn't get to the rest of Olympus from the levitating campus. Nor did it seem at all easy to approach the gods who could help her with her petition. So, to bide her time (and prepare for her political future), she made friends with the other students--when that was possible.

When it was not possible, she tried to at least not pick any fights.

All the students were technically young, not experienced as gods, and working toward being officially part of the Olympus Alliance. There were still clearly marked cliques and hierarchies.

She'd been a little astonished to be greeted with enthusiasm by a good number of her fellow students, despite the fact that her tree had taken up permanent residence in the squash court. (Some of the more athletic students soon adapted this into the world's highest jungle-gym, and even used it to sneak off campus for lunch. Persephone could not fly and did not think she was immortal enough to just try falling, so she had accepted her admittance to the campus dorm without any regrets.)

It was only after her first few weeks that she realized all the students who had befriended her belonged to a certain class at school. They were the nurturers, earth-mothers, healers, and emotion deities. As far as she could tell, they had the most fun anyway, so she had no regrets.

Still, there was no denying the Frights (as her new friend Pom called them) were somehow cooler.

Some of the Frights were loners, but the others had a loose network. Venus's younger sister Di wasn't always around, because she was intense about her archery training, but whenever she sat down she was instantly surrounded by girls with knife-sharp eyeliner and husky voices. She was thick as thieves with Mars, though apparently blood flowed when anyone suggested they were dating. When both of them were otherwise unoccupied there was an inevitable devolvement to war games of various forms.

So the first time Persephone made an absolute fool of herself was, naturally, in front of both of them.

The day before at lunch the Frights had been playing some card game. While the penalties for losing had been violent, at least it hadn't taken up the whole lawn where people ate lunch. (The weather was always good on Olympus, unless someone had really gotten Zeus upset. This happened only every few decades, and there were bomb shelters, not awnings, inside the school for these occasions.)

Today, though, it was a glorified version of capture the flag. Some god or other with constructive tendencies had offered up two hand-built forts for the Frights to guard, because of course they had.

"Persie, over here!" called Pomona.

While war was being set up, their own group had very sensibly settled within the line of oak trees. Since these trees were sacred to several gods (some of them adults) they were well out of the range of danger.

Pom was eating beautifully arranged sushi that did not come from meal services, and Persephone sighed as she unpacked her own lunch. It was apples, cheese, and peanut butter, and she hoped Pom wouldn't notice the apples weren't fancy ones.

"Did you hear that they're going to let Hades come back to class?" said a boy who went by Jay. This was clearly some kind of nickname, but Persephone had never seen any signs of what his godhood was, and had decided it might be better that way.

"Uh, did you not know he's been here?" said the guy who was resting his head on Jay's lap. Persephone had suspicions about him, but called him Eric anyway.

"This whole time? I haven't seen him."

Jay clearly thought this was a loss.

"He's been doing twelve-hour detentions, that's why," said Eric. "I hear him sometimes coming into the dorm. He's above my room, you know."

"Who's Hades?" Persephone asked Pom in a whisper.

"You haven't met him?" gasped Pom. Persephone should have known better than to try to have a surreptitious conversation with Pom. "He's like, the Fright of all Frights."

"Obviously, I've heard of Hades," Persephone said, blushing.

"Do you think it's true he appears when you say his name?" asked another girl, and the conversation mercifully turned to gossip.

It dawned on her slowly, as hints were made about what Hades had done to to earn near-constant detention, that he had to be the guy in the Administration Office that first day.

She was just trying to remember what she had noticed about his eyes when something hit her on the back of the head.

Hades had found a good corner where he could keep an eye on everyone while eating his lunch, and not be snuck up on from behind. He didn't usually eat lunch out on the grounds with the morons at school, but the structures that had gone up for today's wargame promised havoc. It was better witness havoc than try to piece it together by hearsay.

He wasn't watching, per se, when one of the jock morons pitched an apple at the nature crowd, but he saw it.

It hit the new redhead. She didn't always wear green, but today she had either worn or sprouted a crown of flowers. In a way, that kind of thing was asking those jocks to do something dumb. On the other hand, how thick did you have to be to use a piece of fruit to assault Spring Incarnate?

Dudes who grew up thinking of themselves as gods who might make something of themselves, apparently.

He set his dry sandwich down on his tray and leaned forward to watch what went down.

"Oops, sorry, Red!" came an amused masculine voice.

At first, Persephone just stared as the apple rolled by her then nestled against her knee as if seeking comfort. Then she understood--it hadn't been an accident.

She turned to look, already knowing who had spoken.

It was Ares, Mars' hanger-on. The guy had taken to lingering by her seat after Strategic Math, and while he hadn't exactly made a move, he probably would have, if she'd allowed him to make eye-contact.

"I brought you some more lunch, but it slipped out of my hand," he said. "You really don't need to diet for me."

Since one of Persephone's problems in putting together a good lunch was from all the sports-type guys complaining if anything vegetarian was served, this was particularly enraging.

She picked up the apple, stood, and threw it so hard and fast it had only grown a branch the thickness of her arm when it hit him in the face. (If she'd popped it up, it could have landed a grown tree. Hopefully entrapping Ares in its roots forever.)

"Nice arm," said Di from across the field. When she saw that Ares was bleeding from his nose, Di came Persephone's way. "I've got it--revenge plot."

Mars, kneeling at the foot of his fort to install some kind of whittled spikes, shrugged and said, "Sure. Fury of the women?"

"Persephone on my side with that arm, and Ares on your side with his."

There was a chuckle from some of the bystanders.

"No, I don't agree," Persephone said. "Di, you all are really cool, but no, I won't. I'm not good at games like this, and I don't care enough about it to get involved."

"Guess it'll have to be a good old kidnapping then," said Mars, grabbing Persephone.

Which was a really, really bad move.

Hades had his suspicions from that first day. After Rhea had stormed out, and Hades had been signing contracts about how much service he'd do to be taken off probation, there had been another meeting--and though the administrators were just as tense and argumentative as before, it wasn't about him. They had been interrogating Venus, and inspecting the files.

Something about Persephone besides her pine tree had disturbed them. Or maybe her pine tree had tipped them off to something, Hades couldn't be sure.

Today, he got to see it.

Persephone turned into Mars's grasp, only for him to shriek and let go, and then fall to the ground covering his head. Odd.

Turning the grass to blades beneath his feet was easy. And getting out of his grasp by leaning in rather than struggling was easy.

Unfortunately, by now there was the no-turning-back bubbling of power that occasionally overcame her, and while some small part of teenage Persephone wished to stop, the age-old nature goddess part was ready to take them all to pieces.

She did not. But it was very difficult to restrain herself. There had to be an outlet somewhere.

Her power curled out, lifting her usually straight hair into a nimbus, as it reached out in a circling pattern, telling her what she could do with her surroundings. All those standing in or between the forts were shouting, running for the forts to get off the stabbing grass.

The forts turned quickly to giant treehouses, formed of revived trees--different species now spliced together and creating strange bark-encased cages around the students who had been caught in them.

At the corners of her vision she saw things morphing and changing. At the edges of her hearing she heard shouts and crying. At the horizon of her existence, she knew she was losing herself, but the fierce expanding-green of Spring did not care.

The sacred oaks grew in dimension, until the crowd of nature-types at the foot of them were all hugging each other in the tightening gap between the trunks. Why didn't the idiots run? Hades did not get these guys.

Professor Apollo, looking harried, came running toward the meadow. He cast a look around, a white beard sprouting from his face with the stress, and then he bellowed, "Hades! I know you're here somewhere. Do something!"

Hades stood up and stepped forward.

An unnatural hush fell when the grass withered suddenly to brown all around them. The trees caging the Fright jocks ceased growing with creaks and instead became quiet carved wood again, though still in the shape of terrible trees.

His steps onto the lawn seemed to echo, though he knew no one but himself and Persephone would hear them.

She had turned jewel-green eyes toward him, her floating red hair swirling with the motion. She stayed still as she assessed her new enemy.

"Hey kid," he said, and with nerves his voice came out deep and rocky. "No one's really going to hurt you. You're all right. You're hurting the trees."

Step, step, step. He felt her waiting power crackle on his skin like a lick of sun. She had been wearing a purple dress today, a little more low-key nature goddess. Now, though, it was a raiment of flower petals, all fresh and even moving as though still unfurling, with a hem of twining stems where the fabric had been edged with lace.

Hades had accepted weeks ago that he was going to be aware of what this particular student was wearing at any given time. It wasn't just that she had that fertility goddess glow--it was that her power seemed to shout at his. It made sense; it was also a real headache. Now he had to declare that clash between them in front of the whole school.

Apollo's beard had stopped growing mid-chest, but the teacher was still clutching it in his fingers with anxiety.

But Hades hadn't been watching lunchtime battles so carefully for nothing.

He knelt in front of Persephone, and reached out to hold the edge of her dress, careful not to crush any petals but only hold the tougher stems.

"I won't touch you," he said. "If you calm down, no one will hurt you. But if you don't, I will have to stop the oak trees, and that will hurt you a lot, won't it?"

"Since when," said a crone-voice that was not Persephone's, "are you a hostage negotiator, Hades?"

He laughed. "Since my mother declared feud on Zeus two thousand years ago. And since you, Demeter, kept hijacking your daughter's destiny. And in this life, since my step-dad decided to start beating my mom."

Not Rhea. When Rhea had finally checked in long enough to notice what was going on, she had the man put away for a long time. A long, long, long time. Long enough for Hades to get very good at being a god before they met again.

"Oh my god," said Persephone, herself again.

She blinked, and her eyes were fading to blue. Then she crumpled toward the ground, nearly knocking heads with him.

Persephone had not planned on having her first meeting with Zeus in a disciplinary hearing. Her new plans had all revolved around the upcoming harvest feast. All the gods who were on speaking terms with Zeus joined the students at Olympus High for the festival, so it was a brilliant opportunity. She had been drilling herself on rhetoric for the occasion.

Now she was next to Hades in the hot seats of the principal's office, while a ruggedly fifties-ish looking man tried to charm her. Zeus hardly ever died, so he was more like fifty-thousandish. It was gross he wanted to look young. At least Apollo had the grace to look like he tanned too much.

"It's understandable to get upset," Zeus was saying, "but you really have to be cautious not to do anything in anger you can't undo."

He would know, she thought. Though she took the whole Daphne thing more personally, at least Apollo wasn't a hypocrite. Also, Apollo had self-ordered a restraining order on himself that was upheld through all his lifetimes--something she had found out when doing research in the Olympus High library for possible leverage.

Anyway, a lecture from Zeus didn't weigh much with Persephone.

It was sitting next to Hades that was making her twitchy.

"So, in punishment," said Zeus so she started listening again, "I will go easy on you, as a first-time offender and fairly new goddess, dear. Hades, you will show her the ropes on your detention, and she will serve a hundred hours alongside you."

"Sir," objected Hades, "that's work in my domain. She doesn't belong there."

"Right. Which is why she's only doing a hundred hours."

He stood up and beamed at both of them, reminding Persephone strongly of a overly peppy soccer coach she had hated as a kid--particularly for the way he made up nicknames instead of using her full name.

"Have fun, children."

Zeus winked, and was gone.

Hades looked over at her, and overlaying his default scowl there was a hint of apology.

She remembered very clearly the shock of looking into his eyes earlier, when she'd wanted to kill him for messing with her plants. One eye was warm brown, the other a black that faded to ash-grey at the center. All of her fury had seemed to sink into that dead-bone eye, as if he was an abyss that power just fell into.

"So what hell is it that you're working on for detention?" she asked, to get him to stop looking at her.

Because of an undesirable attuning to his own name, Hades had heard a great deal of gossip in the last 24 hours. Some of it between teachers.

And as he had suspected, something about Persephone really freaked them out.

Hades was used to freaking people out, himself. He even enjoyed it. All the staff here expected him to freak them out a little and acted accordingly. Apparently, though, a really powerful nature goddess was way more daunting than the god of Death.

Which is probably why they had unanimously decided to balance the two of them against each other.

At least today it was waves of Persephone's own hatred for him practically growing into a wall between them, instead of Demeter's.

The girl looked a little pale. In Zeus's presence she had bristled but now these defenses had fallen away, and she looked small.

Only looked small, though; Hades could still feel her power filling the space around them in the hallway. But a god could feel small even if they had a lot of power.

So he didn't say anything, just led her to the maintenance part of the building and down the stairs. Down, and down. Though she started to get nervous, she didn't ask why they were going down so far. Maybe she put two and two together.

Then finally he opened the door at the very bottom, its bottom edge scraping still-unsmoothed dirt, and showed her in.

"So," Persephone said, staring around at what seemed to be a glorified basement. Not really even glorified, just massive. "Did you do all the decorating yourself?"

"It's a fixer-upper. A fixer-downer? I only claim responsibility for the two thirds at the back. You may noticed a distinct trend toward shoddy worksmanship that direction. What can I say, I'm a destroyer not a maker."

Apparently, Hades had been waiting the whole time they were descending to his 'realm' only to launch into a comic routine.

"Wow, the god of death has a sense of humor?"

"Wow, the goddess of fertility doesn't?"

She stamped a boot with frustration. "What did you call me?"

"I...didn't realize that was inappropriate."

"Fertility! As if the only thing a woman and springtime and nature can be about is being FERTILE. Listen, buddy, it's not all eggs and pollen. Being called a fertility goddess is essentially writing someone off as overly feminine and therefore probably useless."

His weird mismatched eyes on her made her skin crawl. She'd been trying to fend off the sense of his cold, burying power and now she was surrounded on all sides by rock. Not just rock, dead rock. Rock leeched of nutrients and good minerals.

"I'm sorry," he said, quietly. "Despite how it may seem, I have only the greatest regard for life and the living."

He turned away, and walked toward a distant corner of the square, cave-like place. His hands were in his pockets, but the line of his back was anything but relaxed and nonchalant. She realized after a second that he was heading toward a wheelbarrow full of heavy tools, and hurried to catch up.

Hades heard the scuffing of her ridiculous boots, shorter paces trying to catch up with his, and slowed just slightly. She didn't step up to his side, though, until they reached the spot where he'd left his gear at the raw edge of the cave.

"I'm sorry, this is rough work," he said, hauling out and offering her a choice between pickaxe and sledgehammer.

"What are we doing, anyway?" she asked.

"Enlarging hell, what does it look like?"

Why did he have to be sarcastic right now? Was it some mythic law, "All Hades will be stupid around spring-slash-nature goddesses"?

"No, but why does Zeus want you enlarging hell? Under Olympus?"

"We're not really...under Olympus any more."

"Fine, wherever we are."

He hesitated. "Just like more life is always being made...death is also always being made."

"You mean, this is literally going to become more underworld, with ghosts in it?" Persephone sounded horrified.

"No," he said. "This is my new throne-room. Gods of death don't leave when they die. Look, if you aren't going to do the bludgeoning work, get out that spade. You can shovel the debris instead."

She had an intently innocent look on her face. Hades had seen that look before--when the Minotaur dude had burst into the administration office, saying, "It won't stop! The tree is cutting into the mountain!"

The Minotaur's voice had sounded more like a squeal than speech. Hades had enjoyed that.

Now he turned slowly, and saw that a vine had started to break up the wall, weakening the stone. "Will that help?" she asked.

It was impossible.

There was nothing for a plant to grow in here. His presence in this underworld should have stopped her, made it a locus of lifelessness. But as he stared at her handiwork, already causing small stones to fall out of the wall, he also noticed that the power she'd been expending to ward him away was no longer concentrated between them.

Maybe it hadn't been hate. Maybe it was fear. Though apparently Persephone did not have much to fear from Hades.

He didn't tell her it was impossible, however, because she really didn't need any more encouragement. He started shoveling the rubble her vines were creating into the wheelbarrow, thinking this could either be the longest or shortest hundred hours of his life. He hoped he didn't screw it up.

"So what's your big goal in coming to Olympus, Persephone?"

"To end global warming. Unless you want the whole planet dead, of course," she said--with an actual smile, however barbed.

"Not at all," he demurred, scraping another shovel-full of falling rock together.

"And what about you, Hades? Something bigger than being on Zeus's team got you coming to this circus?"

"Preparing for my rightful throne, obviously," he said, waving around.

After a few moments more of her concentrating on coaxing her vines to fissure the rocks, and getting on gloves to encourage it to fall, she said, "I really can't believe I've gotten myself in trouble. Zeus may never listen to me now."

Hades didn't share that he thought Zeus had reason to worry about not pleasing her, rather than the other way around.

Not yet, anyway. After all, they had another ninety-nine and a half hours together.

#Warren x Layla #Warren Peace x Layla Williams #Sky High #Olympus AU #fanfiction

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