#LIFE MOTTO ALERT

[sanguineterrain]

"Wanna come over and nap together?"

The first time you suggest it, Jason's bewildered. Nap together? You want to be temporarily unconscious... with him??

Jason's not a nap guy. Never has been. He's always awake, always alert. Even when Bruce took him in, Jason didn't nap. He thought it was childish but even more than that, he never felt relaxed enough to sleep in the middle of the day.

You love naps. Can't get enough of them. You were born sleepy. Done with work/school? Nap. Worn out after getting up early? Nap! Stayed up too late last night? Yeah, it's naptime.

You're always down to sleep. You feel bad sometimes because it can result in sleeping instead of hanging out. But your body needs the extra rest some days.

Jason thinks it's cute that you're his sleepy sweetheart. He admires how you listen to your body and rest. (Working with Batman makes you internalize his motto: rest is for the weak.)

So one day, after Jason's on patrol for 4 days in a row, and you know he hasn't been sleeping, you call him up. "Come nap with me."

Jason warns you that he's never been a napper. "I can come over and wait for you to wake up. Or I can watch you sleep. In a nice, loving way. Not in a creepy way."

You convince him to give it a chance. Just lie down. If you fall asleep before him, he can go do something else.

So Jason obliges. Lays down and lets you curl into him. Snuggles into your warmth. Smells your scent on the sheet, basks in the quiet.

And, for the first time in his life, Jason Todd takes a nap. For 2 and a half hours.

You wake up around the same time. Jason is slow to awaken, and, for the first time, his body isn't in fight or flight mode. He wakes up gently. He wakes up to you.

"So," you say, sitting up. You're nervous because you've got a pretty guy that you really like in your bed, and you're a little worried you kicked him in your sleep or something. "What's the verdict?"

Jason smiles, really smiles, and tugs you back into his arms.

"I had no idea what I was missin'," he says, putting his face in your neck. "Can we do this again? Same time tomorrow?"

[theereina]

New Year, Same Bullshit

Pairing: Toxic Babydaddy!Terry Richmond x Plus Size Fem Black!OC

Wordcount: +3.8K

Warnings: MDNI (18+) mature content, such as cursing, teasing, heavily dialogue-centered, use of pet names (Daddy, Mama, baby girl, lil' mama, pretty girl, good boy, etc.), oral (male receiving), P in V, Toxic Dom!Terry *if you squint and turn your head*, cum play *sort of*, brattiness galore, facials *no spa*🤭

A/N¹: This is a single one-shot with no planned sequels.

A/N²: I'm open to critiques. I am a little 🤏🏽 sensitive about my writing. Please, don't be too harsh.🥺 Feel free to bring my attention to any typos. Divider by ME (theereina). Also, this work is not to be plagiarized or reposted (on any site other than here on Tumblr). I do NOT give consent for any form of republishing or rewriting.

Masterlist: 🔥🔥🔥

ding

Terry: I hope all is well. My mom told me she has TJ. Hope you enjoy yourself tonight.

Me: I hope I do, too.

Terry: I was thinking about something earlier.

Me: ???

Terry: New Year, new us?

I paused for a second in disbelief. I knew this man was not trying this bullshit tonight. I guess this year's motto was “new year, same bullshit”. I sat there for a second and stared at myself in my vanity's mirror.

I could feel the petty in me rising. I texted Terry back with nothing but ill intentions. “New year, new us”, huh?

Me: Nah. New year, and new dick. Cheers to 2025!🥂✨

I waited until I knew Terry saw the message and blocked his number. I knew I was pushing Terry's buttons but oh well.

2 hours later

“Lele, ain't that Terry?” asked one of the women who came out with me and my best friend.

“Aww, hell. Lele, it is him. He's coming this way, and he looks pissed!” my best friend, Tyler, said.

“I don't care. What he gonna do? Whoop me!” I laughed out loud, spinning to see Terry barreling through the crowd.

I stopped dancing when I saw his face. Maybe, I shouldn't have said that.

“Terry, wait? I didn't mean—,” I said as soon as he stood before me.

“Nah… You meant that shit. New dick, huh?” Terry said, eyeing me down.

As much as I was scared for my life, I was hoping that this night would end the way I wanted it to. Fuck! I needed this.

“You think that shit was funny? Ty, y'all here alone, or did she come with someone?” he asked, looking towards Tyler.

“Terry, I didn't come h—,” I started to speak.

Terry's eyes darted back to meet mine.

“Love, I wasn't talking to you. I asked Tyler. When I want you to speak, I'll let you know.”

“Oh, shit. He not playing with her ass,” said one of the women in the group.

“Yes, we came alone. No, she didn't come here with anyone. I promise,” Tyler said, looking at me.

“I can't believe you're doing this shit right now,” I mumbled under my breath.

“What did you say? I couldn't hear you,” Terry spat, glaring down at me.

“Nothing,” I whispered.

“Yeah, that's what the fuck I thought. Enjoy yourself, sweetheart. I'll be waiting for you when you get home,” he said, holding the back of my head and kissing my forehead.

“Huh? You don't live with me,” I uttered in confusion.

“I still have my key, and I pay the bills there. Don't I? Oh, okay then. Like I said, I'll see you when you get home,” he said, letting me go.

“Oh, and do me a favor, love. Don't drink too much. I need you alert and responsive tonight,” Terry said, walking away.

As I watched Terry leave, I felt my heart racing. There was no calming down from this.

“Fuck me!” I yelled quietly as soon as Terry was out of sight.

“Girl, what the fuck did you do this time?” Tyler asked me, handing me a drink.

I looked at the fruity concoction like it was poison. I knew this sugary ass shit wasn't going to do anything to call my nerves. I shrugged my shoulders and swallowed the drink in two full gulps.

“Damn! That man finna tear yo' ass up. Ain't he?” one of the women asked while laughing.

“You don't even know the half. Tyler, can you keep yo’ godson tomorrow? I got a funny feeling I'm not gonna be straight after tonight,” I asked Tyler, searching her eyes for sympathy.

“Yeah, I got my baby. Now, you just tell me what the fuck you did,” she said, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh, Ty. I think I fucked up this time,” I said, shaking my head. I pulled her over to one of the couches in the section, hoping that I could talk to her privately.

As I proceeded to tell Tyler what happened, I could see her face shift from concern to amusement.

“Why do you look like you wanna laugh?” I asked when I finished.

“Uh, sis… How did he know where you were?” Tyler asked, looking at me with concern.

“I don't… I don't know. How the fuck did he know I was here?” I asked, questioning myself more than Tyler.

4 nerve-racking hours later

I had literally spent all night trying to come up with a reason not to come home. I knew that whatever was on the other side of that door was going to be— something memorable.

I made sure to stop drinking hours ago. His “alert and responsive” remark was a warning that only WE understood. My insides were screaming because I knew Terry had a way of breaking me down and putting me back together again in the most— sensual and pleasurable way. Yes, there may be pain involved, but I couldn't care less.

I was well aware of what came with provoking Terry. At this point, it was a game for me, and my prize was always the best dick a girl could ever ask for. That was definitely the one thing I missed about having Terry living at home— the in-house, on-demand dick. Always hard, and always ready.

It was a little after 4 in the morning. I was pushing my luck coming in this late, but I might as well fully enjoy what may be my last night out for a while. I was either about to get fucked up, be fucked, or both.

After realizing that Terry's truck was nowhere to be found, I scanned the streets to see if he parked there instead. Nothing.

I reluctantly began walking to the door. How was this possible? Even the walk up to my front door was causing me anxiety. Every goddamn step felt like I was approaching the gates of hell. Was I really letting this man make me feel like a child coming home when they know they're getting an ass whooping? Yes.

I slowed my steps and began putting my hair in a ponytail. If it's one thing I knew, this ponytail may save my life. Then again, it may do the opposite. Aww, fuck!

I tossed my heels and purse into one hand while adjusting my keys with the other. Placing the key into the keyhole, I quietly unlocked the door. I paused before opening the door, praying that Terry wasn't standing on the other side.

Sliding inside as quickly as I could, I tiptoed inside the house and locked the door. From what I could see, he wasn't in the living room or the kitchen. I took a deep breath and relaxed my shoulders. I stood quietly in an attempt to possibly hear if he was somewhere in the house. I flattened my back against the door since I was still unsure of my surroundings.

From somewhere to the right of me, I heard something dart towards me. I turned around in a panic. Right as I was about to make a run for it, I saw that the culprit had a tail. I WAS ABOUT TO RUN FROM MY DAMN CAT!!!

I took a deep breath and leaned down to pick up the cat. But… As soon as my knees hit the floor, I felt a hand on the back of my head. I screamed out in shock, startling the cat.

“Oh, nah. Shit that shit up! I told you I would be waiting for you. Didn't I?” Terry growled, pulling me by my ponytail.

Like I said. The ponytail was a gift and a curse.

“Just…” I yelled, grabbing his hands in my hair.

“Touch me again. I dare you. Imma do more than tie yo’ ass up!” Terry said, holding my face to look up at him.

“Terry, I'm sorry. I was just jo—!” I started, letting my hands fall beside me.

“That was supposed to be a joke. Ha! We gone see what's funny in a minute.” Terry said, letting go of my hair.

As much as my brain was telling me to run, my pussy was begging me to stay even more.

Terry's hand wrapped around my forearm. “Stand up!” he barked.

“Please, I said I’m—,” I said, standing to my feet.

“If I have to tell you to shut up again…” Terry said, pulling me to face him.

I used the back of my hand to wipe the tears that were now falling.

“I hope you don't think those tears are stopping shit. Ain't no sense in crying. You did this to yourself, Alicia. I was trying to be nice to you, but you just don't know when to leave me the fuck alone,” Terry said, stepping closer to me.

I gulped as he glared at me, blinking slowly. Every breath he released was hot and heavy— weighed down in anger. It's as if he was battling to control himself.

“You thought that shit was so cute. Didn't you? I bet you and your little friends had a good laugh at that, huh?” Terry said, leaning down and resting his forehead on mine.

“You can speak, now. Choose your words wisely,” he said. He straightened his posture and stood to his full height, holding his hands in front of him.

“I'm sorry. I didn't tell anyone but Tyler. I swear,” I spat out as quickly as I could.

Terry paused to look at me. His eyes darkened in lust and anger. I let my gaze drop to the floor.

“Nah, you know better. Eyes on me at all times, right?” Terry demanded.

“Yes,” I said, trailing my eyes up Terry's body. I let my gaze linger on the bulge that had grown in his jeans.

“Unh unh. You gone see that in a minute. Look at me, Alicia!” Terry said, forcing me to look at him.

I rubbed my forearm nervously. I waited for Terry to say something else. Instead, he turned on his heels and sat on the couch.

Leaning back on the couch, he placed his arm over the back. “Better yet. Come here and bring your phone with you,” he said, motioning for me to approach him.

I slowly picked up my phone from the floor and walked up to him. I stood between his legs. He dropped his gaze to the floor, letting me know to kneel. I kneeled in front of him while never breaking eye contact.

“Good girl. Thank you for finally listening. Give me your phone.”

Handing him my phone, my mind immediately started to race. I knew if this man went through that phone. My ass was grass!

“Terry, wait!” I yelled, stopping him.

“Oh, you must be hiding something. You are crazy as hell if you think I can't go through a phone that I pay for every month. However, that's the least of my concerns right now,” he scoffed, tossing the phone beside him on the couch.

“I just… I… I know that… if…,” I stuttered.

“Don't even worry about it, love. Because after tonight, it won't matter what nigga is in that phone. You'll know who you belong to. I can promise you that.”

Terry leaned forward, grabbing the side of my face firmly. I gasped in anticipation.

“I don't understand why you choose to play with me, baby girl. Here I am asking for my family back, and your ass wants to play these childish ass games.”

“Terry, baby. I—,” I said before he placed his hand around the front of my throat. I instantly shut my mouth.

“Look at that! How sweet. I didn't even have to do it, and you knew.” Terry said, biting his bottom lip. He moaned as he watched me. He was more than thrilled with my natural obedience.

Moving his hand to cup my chin, he let his thumb trace the silhouette of my bottom lip.

“Mmm… Daddy misses these lips. The way they look, the way they feel— everything!”

Terry's hand let go of my chin as he sank back into the couch. I watched fervently as he undid his belt. Making quick work of his pants, he freed himself from the confinement of his boxers.

I eyed his dick, waiting for his permission to even touch it.

“I told you you'd get to see it. Unfortunately, touching it ain't an option. At least not right now, especially with that foul mouth of yours.”

My face dropped in disbelief as I began to pout.

“What you will get to do is watch me. Watch me while I… uh… make you wish it was you handling this for me.” Terry laughed while lifting my head back up to watch him.

So, it begins. This is the part where he breaks me.

Terry wrapped his hand firmly around the base of his dick. “All you had to do was behave, but you just can't. I bet you'll be on your best fuckin’ behavior after tonight.”

Terry's hand stroked the length of his shaft. His contentment was already evident as small droplets of precum began to leak from his tip.

I rested my hands on my thighs, pressing my fingertips into the cushion of my thighs. I was fighting the urge to lick what I felt was mine; however, I knew that wouldn't end the way I wanted. Licking my tongue out, I let it slide across the flesh of my bottom lip.

Terry grunted in response. My eyes darted from his dick to his face. His eyes were low and wanton. He was just as needy as I was. Our gazes locked in fervor, passing a mutual message that intensified the salacious hunger between us.

Terry's hand sped up and tightened around his head. His grunts grew deeper and more primal. He was feigning to cum.

I tilted my head and lowered my gaze, pleading with my eyes. Sitting here with my hands in my lap wasn't enough for me. I whined while wiggling my hips, trying to feel something to help the ache between my legs.

“Fuck! You got 3 minutes to make me cum or else!” Terry said, leaning up and grabbing the back of my head.

He didn't even have to finish his movement. My mouth was on his dick before he could even grab me. I was horny, I was needy, and most importantly, I was hungry.

I took all of Terry in on a single inhale not giving a fuck about my throat. I needed this. I let saliva fall from my mouth and down the sides of his shaft. Pulling back, I hollowed out my cheeks and created a vacuum around the head of Terry's dick.

“Ahhh, fuck. You… you always know… ugh.. exactly what to do, baby girl. That's right. This dick is yours, mama. Ahhh, shit. Keep going, baby,” Terry said, stroking the side of my face.

I moaned around his dick. Swallowing his full length again with pride, I smiled around him. Opening my mouth slowly, I sunk down further until my nose hit the patch of hair he grew there. Relaxing every muscle in my throat I let him sit in the back of my throat while I hummed and moaned in pleasure. This… this was the ache I was seeking. This was what I wanted to feel— the burn and stretch of this very moment.

I pulled off of Terry with a pop, watching as a thin string of saliva and cum fell from my lips. Grabbing him mid-shaft, I began to jerk his dick. Fully consumed by my own pleasure, I failed to immediately take notice of Terry's silence.

I looked up to see Terry's eyes closed as he released a slew of low, rough moans. I instantly put my mouth back on him, focusing solely on his head. Using my tongue to massage his tip, I was hoping to push Terry over the edge.

Watching him closely, I marveled at the sight before me. His head had rolled back on his shoulders, and his bottom lip was tucked in between his teeth. As I felt Terry's dick begin to pulse, I took him into the back of my throat again. I wanted every drop of him, and I was going to make sure I got it.

Letting him paint the back of my throat was the only thing on my mind. I started sucking Terry like my life depended on it. His hand gripped the back of my head, but even that didn't stop me. I rested my hands on Terry's legs for support as I put my all into it.

As soon as I felt like the first drops of cum were about to make an appearance, Terry grunted and pulled me back. His dick fell from my mouth and into his own hands. Leaning my head back, Terry stroked himself twice before erupting— all over my face.

I closed my eyes, feeling the warm sticky substance coat my eyelashes along with my forehead, nose, and lips. I exhaled as I thanked God that I closed my eyes in time.

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue!” Terry barked as I felt him moving around.

I opened my mouth and felt him push his dick inside again. Resting the full weight of his dick on my tongue, he told me to keep my mouth open.

“Smile!” he said as I heard a camera shutter.

Without a second thought, my eyes shot open.

“For memories. Adding it to the stash.”

Of course! That's what the fuck he wanted the phone for. I pulled back, letting his dick fall out. “I told you that you're mine. Didn't I?” he said, leaning up.

“Oh, don't think we're done either. Stand up!” he nodded.

I rose to my feet, wobbling. As I stood before Terry, I went to wipe my face. His hand reached out to grab my hand.

“Nah, baby girl. You gone wear that shit with pride. I plan on marking my territory in more ways than one. There will be no creampies tonight,” he warns, standing from the couch.

“But Terry I—,” I said.

His arms wrapped around my waist as he lifted me. Wrapping my legs around him, he turned to walk towards the hallway. My body practically melted into him as I clung to his back. I began to whine and moan while kissing his neck.

“Daddy missed this pussy— MY pussy,” Terry moaned as his hands pushed the strapless dress I wore up past my stomach. The thin fabric began bunching up.

“Ahhh, mmmm. Fuck!” I moaned, placing my hands around his neck.

As we approached the bedroom door, Terry didn't even reach to open it. Instead, he opted for kicking it open.

“Don't worry. I'll fix it!” he grinned.

Walking to the foot of the bed, he laid me directly in the middle. He stepped back and completely undressed himself. God Lord, I missed this body.

I leaned up and began kissing and touching his abdomen. Moving my hands out of the way, Terry's hands went to the neckline of the dress as he leaned over me. In one swift move, he tore the top of the dress in half, continuing to tear the fabric from my body until nothing was left.

While I was preoccupied with my own thoughts, he pushed me down onto the bed. Climbing onto the bed and settling between my thighs, he wrapped my legs around his waist.

Looking at me with the most sinful smirk, he entered me in one thrust. I gasped out in both pain and pleasure. We hadn't had sex in over four months. The feeling of him stretching my pussy out sent my eyes rolling into the back of my head.

“You gone feel me tonight, baby. All of me,” he said, leaning down to kiss my neck.

Pulling every inch of his dick out to the tip, he inserted himself again. He was clearly on a mission.

Thrust after thrust…

“So, you gone give my pussy away? Huh? Answer me when I'm talkin' to you!” he said, thrusting into me harder.

“No!” I yelled as my back arched off the bed.

Using nothing but his body weight, Terry flattened me out again. “No, ma'am.” He said, pulling out to thrust back in again. “The fuck you moving for? You gone take this dick. It's yours, ain't?” he asked, kissing my chin.

“Yes, this… this is… ahhh, fuckkk… This is my dick!” I screamed out as he pounded into me. Every thrust knocked the syllables from my lips.

“That's right. This your dick, baby. All of it! Every fuckin' inch, mama! Now, what you gone do with it, huh?” he growled in my ear, taunting me.

“I'm… gonna… fuckin'… take… it!” I whimpered. His thrusts began to pick up speed.

“Good girl, and you gone let me cum wherever I want to, right?” Terry coaxed, hitting my g-spot over and over again.

“Yes!” I yelled, clawing at Terry's back.

I was so close to cumming, and this shit felt so damn good. Hell, I'd even let him cum on my face again.

“I knew my baby would. Who pussy this is, mama?” he asked, smirking.

“Yours! For… ever! Terry, please! Can… ohhhh… can I cum?” I begged as I felt my climax quickly approaching.

“You better wet this dick up, too. Come on, baby.” Terry uttered softly, talking me through it. “Oouu… look at my baby,” he said, fucking me through my orgasm.

“Terry!” I moaned out, digging into his forearms.

“Look at that shit! Wet as fuck!” he said, watching himself slip in and out.

“Yes! Shit! Ohhh, fuck!” I gasped as he slowed his strokes.

“Yeah! Just like that. You ready? Tell Daddy that you're ready,” he groaned clearly at his peak.

“Please, Daddy! Cum for me!” I yelled.

Terry pulled out, aiming straight for my pussy and stomach. I watched intently as ropes of cum landed on my lower abdomen and the mound of my pussy. Using his dick, Terry began to mix the remainder of his cum into my own. He beamed as he created a disgusting and sloppy mess between my legs.

“I wish you could see it, baby. It's so pretty,” he said, looking up. His eyes roamed over the entirety of my body, lingering on the areas covered in his cum. “You look so pretty, mama,” Terry praised.

“I know I do, and it's all because of you,” I said, pulling Terry in for a kiss.

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Naomi Senju | Part 1 & 2 Settei & Designs

+ full bio & facts !

art credit to @ redflowersuki on instagram ! Name: Naomi Senju 直美 千手 Age: 26-27 (part 1) 30-31 (part 2) Date of Birth: July 13th Zodiac: Cancer Status: Alive Current Affiliation: Konohagakure Height: 5’2 / 157.5cm (part 1) 5’4 or 162.5cm (part 2) Weight: 120 lbs or 54 kg Rank: Jonin / Medical Nin MBTI: INTP Gender & Pronouns: Ciswoman & She/Her Sexuality: Bisexual Romantic Interest(s): Su (@/lemony_su on insta), Zanaku (@/cursedjinchuriki on insta)

Part 1 + 2 Facts ᯓᡣ𐭩

Daughter of Lady Tsunade and Jiraiya

She was a child prodigy

Wood Style User

Begins training for her Hundred-Healing’s mark with her mother during part 1 & unlocks it at the beginning of part 2

Attained one of Orochimaru’s curse marks around the same time as her teammate Anko. (one of the early forms, before Jugo)

Her Curse Mark form’s design is inspired by a mouse.

The Jonin vest she’s worn since age 16 when she became a Jonin once belonged to Orochimaru. It is among his abandoned belongings after he attacked and fled the village, and Naomi is unable to just leave it in the trash. She wears it as a reminder of who drives her hate, passion, and what she’s working towards (aka bringing Orochimaru back)

Spends most of her time in part 1 attempting to locate Orochimaru, both to ‘bring Sasuke back,’ and to bring her old sensei to justice. (or to bring him… home)

Often seen reading her father’s novels

Meets both Su and Zanaku (in that order) during early shippuden

Gains the sword of kusanagi after episode 138 of the anime.

Personality Traits ♡⸝⸝

Positive – Persuasive, Analytical, Convincing, Intuitive, Efficient, Caring, Blunt, Honest, Often on High Alert, Observational, Passionate, Intelligent, Calculated, Ambitious, Tactical, Creative, Studious, Witty, Unconventional, Aloof, Merciful, Understanding, Hardworking, Innovative, Resourceful, Resilient

Negative – Abrasive, Emotional, Bipolar, Stubborn, Morbid, Obsessive, Indecisive, Undisciplined, Somewhat Disorganized, Addictive, Impulsive, Paranoid, Resentful, Self-Destructive, Temperamental, Snarky, Restless, Sarcastic, Perverted

Life Motto – “If you’re not obsessed with your life, change it.”

Fun Facts⋆✴︎˚｡⋆

She is ambidextrous (both right-handed and left-handed, technically.)

Naomi roughly translates to “straight and beautiful.” The kanji for Nao means “blunt, honest, and/or frank.” And Mi which means “Beauty.” 

A heavy drinker and regular smoker 

She's read every one of her father's 'romance' novels

Close/Best friends with Kakashi, previously close & even protective of/with Obito during their childhood

Like her mother, she's often called a 'princess' due to her clan and heritage relating to the Hokages throughout the village's history.

Her favorite color is lilac 

She's an 'oddly skilled cook' according to anyone who's eaten food prepared by her. 

The Jonin vest she’s worn since age 16 when she became a Jonin once belonged to Orochimaru. It is among his abandoned belongings after he attacked and fled the village, and Naomi is unable to just leave it in the trash. She wears it as a reminder of who drives her hate, passion, and what she’s working towards (aka bringing Orochimaru back)

Spends most of her time attempting to locate Orochimaru, both to ‘bring Sasuke back,’ and to bring Orochimaru to justice. (or to bring him… home)

Capable of Water and Earth Release. Eventually learning how to perform Wood Style Release due to a mixture of reasons such as; Her Senju heritage, her natural chakra nature being water and her being capable of earth release, her chakra control and ability to mix the natures at will, and the Hashirama cells from Orochimaru’s initial curse mark form.

Despite taking after both of her parents in a multitude of ways, she refuses to ever begin or try gambling due to how it affected her relationship with her mother when she was young.

As a child, she felt insecure because of her albinism until her mother told her about her great-uncle Tobirama Senju - who also had albinism. Naomi began to wear her face paint like him on her cheeks afterward, but only two instead of three in a way to also nod to her father.

Attains Orochimaru’s old sword of Kusanagi after his death in Episode 138 of the anime. The sword being dropped after Itachi kills him, retrieved by Pakkun who is later tracking Sasuke’s scent and transferred from Pakkun to Kakashi to Naomi. 

Clan Info⟡

Clan Name: Senju Specialty: The Senju clan is known as "the clan with a thousand skills" (千の手を持つ一族, "sen no te o motsu ichizoku") because they can master ninjutsu, taijutsu, genjutsu, and other techniques to give themselves a variety of skills for fighting. The Senju clan's name, "Senju" (千���), directly means "a thousand skills" or "a thousand hands." Kekkei Genkai: Wood Release + Hair Manipulation Ninja InformationHome Village: The Hidden Leaf / Konohagakure  Current Village: The Hidden Leaf / Konohagakure Academy Graduation Age / Genin Age: 6 Chūnin Promotion Age: 10 Rank: Jonin Previous Teammates: Anko Mitarashi & Tokuma Hyuga Previous Sensei(s): Orochimaru Nindo: “What is meant to be will always find a way.” referring to how she truly believes if something is meant to be, it’ll happen no matter what. Natural Chakra Nature: Water (although capable of Earth, Wind, and Wood.)

Stats ❣

Ninjutsu - 4 / 4 Taijutsu - 2.5 / 3 Genjutsu - 3.5 / 3.5 Intelligence - 4.5 / 5 Strength - 5 / 5 Speed - 3.5 / 3.5 Stamina - 3 / 3 Hand Seals - 4 / 4 Total - 30 / 31

Likes

Reading

Romance or Action/Adventure Novels

Rain

Drinking

Training

Red Spider Lillies

Mice / Small Rodents

Smoking

Snakes

Cooking Meals (for herself or others)

Picnics 

Long Hair (both on her or those she finds attractive)

Routine/Repetition

Competition 

Caffeinated Drinks (Especially Tea)

Studying (Jutsu’s, Science and History) 

Particularly Fond of Biology 

Teaching / Educating 

Misunderstood People 

Children

Dislikes

High Pitched Voices

Hot Weather

Eggplant (the actual vegetable) 

Having Her Picture Taken

Crowded Rooms

Mushrooms

Winged or Flying Insects / Bugs

Sweating

Lightning 

Riddles

Her Hair Being Touched 

Losing to Those She Considers Weaker than She is

Gambling Without a Strategy (So Most Gambling)

Sour Sweets or Foods

Laundry

[the-bar-sinister]

Re-read of Superior Spider-Man (#01)

One of my favorite things is how immediately recognizable Otto's speech pattern comes from, even coming from behind Spider-man's mask or Peter Parker's face. It reads 100% as Otto from the start, and is so jarring to everyone in the story.

I especially love the fact that the reaction that commonly happens is that spider-man talks like a tool all the time, but now he's talking like a completely different tool.

I also love that Otto still has, and always has had, very proprietary feelings over the "Sinister Six". That was HIS idea! His team! and now anybody's calling themselves sinister six!

Otto is just getting used to the situation here, and he hasn't "been" Spider-Man at all yet. The first fight he runs into, he just... gets annoyed and tries to leave. I love that, he's like, LOL nope, goodbye!

And please, PLEASE look at Otto as Peter here all scienced up. Just look at his expression, his posture. UGH. <3 Personally I think Otto's better looking in his own body but I can't deny he has a kind of "Doctor Horrible" charm while he's in Peter's.

Otto learning to deal with being in Peter's body now; accessing his memories, living his life; is also really fascinatingly and familiarly portrayed to me as a plural person, so that's something I enjoy through the run, especially in the early issues.

And here's an extremely, rather beautifully sinister panel when he accepts a date with Mary Jane. 😂 Spoiler alert, he fumbles his dates with her BAD because he dates like an old man. (Don't listen to her, Otto, I'll go on old man dates with you any time <3)

The date scene also gets used to two effects. One, make Otto look like a complete tool. Look at that art. Holy shit. And two, it starts with the narrative thread of Otto being a much more tactical and ruthless Spider-Man than Peter was. He considers Peter reckless, and instead of going right after the villains he knows the location of, instead waits for the right moment.

Otto's motto is fight smarter not harder. We see the effects of it when he goes after the group, using tech and tactical advance planning to stop them, as much as his spider powers.

He's also, again, much more ruthless. And as he's beating a guy to a pulp, we get the twist ending of the first issue, which I ALSO very much like as a plural system.

There's something of Peter Parker still there in his mind, and he stops him.

And that's issue one.

This run has problems, for sure. The author is not well liked for various reasons. But there's a lot about it I love. I love the deep dive into Otto's psyche and seeing how he handles the change from hero to villain, and how the change in his life- the change in how people perceive him, starts to change him in some ways.

Also I just love him talking down to everyone constantly.

[spookmemepls]

☠ ― 𝐷𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑅𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝐺𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑐 𝑆𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠. (𝑆𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒 "𝐷𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑅𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝐺𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑐". 𝑅𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑒!!!)

"WE'RE RICH!"

"Leave the damn mushrooms alone!"

"God dammit, there's a pebble in my boot."

"You ugly son of a bitch!"

""Friendly fire" isn't actually friendly."

"What is the difference between rock and stone...?"

"Focus fire!"

"Rock and stone, brother!"

"You're cute!"

"I was born ready."

"Maybe we're not gonna die after all."

"Get on, we're leaving with or without you."

"Daddy needs a new pair of steel-toed boots."

"Oh, my aching head...! Would you please bloody FOCUS?"

"I eat rock for BREAKFAST."

"Are you blind? Look over here!"

"When ___'s around, they're/etc. a pain in the butt. But when they're/etc. not, I miss them/etc.!"

"What is this, Kindergarten? You should feel ashamed of yourself."

"This is some leaf-lovin' bullshit right here."

"Famous last words: Look at me, I'm flying!"

"Pretty sure this is where all salad comes from."

"Did you borrow my underwear?!"

"Work hard, party hard, and then sleep hard--that's MY motto."

"The decorations are meant to be enjoyed with your eyes, not your feet!"

"I like your style, ___!"

"Management has full confidence in your abilities, however... let's see to it they are not disappointed."

"There are beds reserved for your remains at the medbay back home."

"Okay, who didn't shower yesterday?!"

"I wonder if it's edible?"

"What the heck is this...?"

"This looks weird..."

"I'm having the best time of my life right now."

"Go roll on the highway, you freak!"

"Slow but tough, just like me mum."

"When we get back... it's sandwich time."

"Shut up, I'm trying to sleep!"

"I hate nature."

"I can't feel my beard!!! HEEELP!!!"

"One... two... yep, still got all my feet."

"What do we say to oppression, lads/etc.?!"

"Did anyone get the number of that glyphid/monster/etc. that ran me over?"

"WOO, WOO, WOO, the CUTE police just got alerted!!!"

"Just take your sweet time, old lady, I've got all day!"

"Look what I found!"

"*Yawn*... I could need a good rest."

"I think I've seen you before... were you in the bar last night?"

"Looks like poop, smells like poop."

"I wonder what slop they're serving in the canteen tonight."

"YEEEEEHAW!!!"

[lilacartsmadsion]

I’ve been bored so have a writing thing about the ‘That time I adopted a god AU’

Anger Capabilities:

Basically what happens if you anger one of the gods. And the consequences that will happen when it comes to it.

Now it takes A LOT to anger the gods, they get annoyed sure but to anger them completely is like a rare phenomenon and is used as a learning experience for everyone.

Ranked from Least Destructive to Most Destructive.

Strawberry Cookie.

Now Strawberry Cookie is still the shy and considerate Cookie she is, so she won’t fully express her anger, but if you do anger her or insult her ways she will leave you. Like love, if you treat love or the one you love horribly they will eventually leave you. Either through death or hatred. As the manifestation and the goddess of love Strawberry will leave your life forever.

The consequences of this is that you will forever be revolted both romantically and platonically. Everyone is repulsed by you unless you seek her forgiveness. This can range from the person responsible for angering her to a whole village or crowd angering her. Usually the cookie ends up dying alone or killed out of hatred.

Gingerbright.

I know, shocking. But Gingerbright just straight up gives you the silent treatment and ignores you and your prayers. She doesn’t answer nor does she care if you’re hurt unless you ACTUALLY change. The only reason it came to desperation for Poison Mushroom is because they lived in the dessert where food was not abundant. In addition to this, Gingerbright lets you fend for yourself. She won’t deny you crops or water however she will basically leave you to your own devices. Aka if your crops are no longer growing that’s your responsibility to fix it not her. In addition to this, if you fail to get food outside your living area you won’t be getting answers from her. Instead she’ll just focus on other villages for the time being.

The Consequences of this differ as either people find success through hardship or suffer more hardship, usually the latter. There is no more ‘fun’ or ‘joy’ just constant work just to get food or water or even money. ‘You are alone in this’ is basically her motto if you anger her completely.

Wizard Cookie

Of course Wizard Cookie is one of the ones you definitely do NOT want to anger. Most likely he’d be the one to physically retaliate. Wizard Cookie would be the most likely to send storms against those who wronged him or curse/summon a monster against the cookie. He is the one who is most likely to send disasters and hoards of beasts against those who dared to anger him and basically give you a lifetime of bad luck.

The Consequences are obvious, you cannot hide, you cannot run, you can only fight or seek forgiveness. Angering Wizard Cookie is no joke.

Gingerdozer.

Now Gingerdozer is more than the god of the darkest night, he is also the god of death itself, but letting you feel the abyss of death is probably too merciful. First he’ll let you experience what your life after death will be like if you do not change your ways. If you continue he will send crows and ravens to alert your time of death. Then in the crowd you will see his angel come forth lurking and telling you that your time has come.

And as you try your best to avoid him, suddenly he appears and sends your soul down where you belong.

The Consequences of this is usually unexplainable anxiety, fear and paranoia as well as subtle hallucinations. The reason as to why this is most destructive is because the angel (Licorice) showing up is unable to conceal himself in front of his victim, and as a bonus, if multiple cookies from the same area anger Gingerdozer, they will get the fright of seeing Licorice. As though the ravens and crows might just mean anyone, Licorice showing up is the final nail on the coffin that you are going to die.

This also causes slight insanity.

Gingerbrave/Nameless.

So now we have the one god that is incredibly difficult to anger, Nameless is unfortunately a really really kind god who tends to lean under the goodness of cookies’ hearts, so to anger him is like unleashing the very wrath of the Witches he slew.

Nameless is more than the god of light, he is the god of life, all cookies were made by him, the dough, the flavor and life powder. The other Five handle the rest (Wizard is the Mind, Strawberry is the Soul, Gingerbright is the Heart and Gingerdozer is handles mortality.) As such if you take advantage of life, Nameless will slowly take it away from you.

He first takes away your abundance, your mortal wants and desires, then he takes away your needs, your food your water anything that gives you life and nourishment, next he takes away everyone closest to you, leaving you alone in your wake and lastly, he appears before you, and takes away your power, your will and your mortality. He makes you relive the way cookies were originally baked. Into the realm of fire you go and never wake again.

Consequences? Usually other people around you are affected, and though Nameless feels sorry for those people they needed to find the motivation to see what wrongs that the person caused. Sometimes this unfortunately leads to others dying, but it is an ultimate consequence for when you anger the god who worked hard to keep others at peace.

Also land destruction at best…Nameless will actually STOP making plants grow, he will contaminate the waters and cause plagues in the process with the help of the other gods.

I mean damn he kicked out the Wizards what did you expect?

[astrojulia]

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9th house through the signs

ARIES: You have a natural curiosity and prefer to learn through hands-on experiences rather than traditional academic settings. However, you are always open to educational opportunities that challenge and engage you. Your adventurous spirit drives you to seek out unique and exciting experiences, especially in new and foreign cultures. Traveling is a passion of yours, and you eagerly embrace new opportunities to explore. You hold your philosophical and religious beliefs with conviction, but you are open to hearing different perspectives and engaging in discussions with those who have opposing views. You value diverse perspectives and are always seeking to expand your understanding of the world. Your positive outlook and determination make you believe that you can achieve anything you set your mind to. You are independent and self-sufficient, which has given you a strong sense of direction and the drive to pursue your goals. You approach challenges with a warrior mentality, ready to overcome any obstacle in your path.

TAURUS: You have a practical and down-to-earth approach to life's challenges, which helps you to be successful in your endeavors. You often travel with a clear purpose in mind, and your practicality shines through in your approach. Your dedication to your studies has resulted in academic success, and you have developed patience and persistence from your experiences in the world. Even though you may take a bit longer to reach your goals, you are committed to your own pace and find satisfaction in the progress you make. You have a steadfastness that helps you push through any obstacles that come your way. Although it may take some time to figure out your exact path, you know that you will eventually find a practical solution that works for you. While you may be hesitant to try new things, once you get out of your comfort zone, you know how to have a good time in a straightforward manner. You are the friend that can be relied on to approach situations with a level head and practical solutions.

GEMINI: After gaining your independence, you found yourself seeking out new and exciting experiences. During your college or post-secondary years, you were incredibly active and involved in countless activities, always eager to broaden your horizons. Your diverse range of experiences has given you a unique approach to life, which others find fascinating. While some may criticize your tendency to explore every opportunity, you firmly believe that life should be kept interesting. You are constantly shifting directions, always looking for the next exciting adventure. Your motto is to always keep moving forward and try something new. The more you explore, the more motivated you become, keeping you alert and active. However, you can lose interest quickly, so your travel companions have learned to jump on new ideas and implement them immediately. You prefer to be on the move, always seeking out new places and cultures to experience. Air travel is your preferred mode of transportation, but you also appreciate the scenic route that rail travel can offer.

CANCER: You have a great appreciation for the idea of taking a nostalgic trip, but you're worried about being away from your loved ones and home. It might be helpful to bring photos of home with you on your travels. If possible, you would love to complete your education from the comfort of your own home. After graduating from high school, you felt like you had found your place in the world, and you hope to continue feeling that way throughout your college experience. Being away from the hustle and bustle of the world gave you the confidence to express your true thoughts and feelings. You possess an incredibly intuitive and emotional sense of direction. Your inner compass guides you towards what feels right, even if others might not understand it. Trusting your inner voice has served you well, and you've learned to rely on your intuition when making decisions. Feeling lost can be draining, but your natural compass allows you to assess any situation and figure out where you need to go. It's important to you to not always have to be logical and practical. You enjoy a night out, but you can feel a little needy at times. If you're not doing something exciting, you can start to feel down. However, you love making others happy by taking them on trips and creating memories together.

LEO: This aspect brings many benefits for long journeys and connecting with people from different cultures and nations, whether it be through commerce or other arrangements. You have a natural curiosity and desire to understand and bond with people from all walks of life, which is a valuable skill. You hold your principles and values firmly, and you never compromise on them. Attending church services is something that you find acceptable and important to both yourself and your family. Learning and traveling are two of your favorite things. You feel happiest when you're discovering new places and ideas. Traveling allows you to broaden your horizons and gain a new perspective on the world. On the other hand, researching and debating philosophical viewpoints also excites you and provides mental stimulation. As you progressed through your education, you discovered more about who you are as a person. You became more confident and self-assured in your identity, which is a great feeling.

VIRGO: You're a natural organizer, and you prefer to travel with a well-packed bag and a carefully planned schedule. While you may be self-critical, your drive for perfection will serve you well in pursuing higher education. Your love for traveling is strong, and you should always take advantage of any opportunity to do so. Exploring new places, whether for business or pleasure, is a fantastic way to broaden your horizons and connect with people who could have a significant impact on your future. Because you have a keen interest in intellectual pursuits, you'll find great satisfaction in exploring metaphysical or theological beliefs through reading and discussion with friends and colleagues. You're open-minded and enjoy a variety of perspectives, making it easy for you to shift from one idea to the next. While others may have more simple and straightforward religious ideas with less emphasis on ritual and ceremony, you have a sensible approach and enjoy learning about different cultures and beliefs. Your college and global experiences have taught you the value of paying attention to the small things. You've become more sensible and clear-minded after high school, and you now have a wealth of knowledge about various subjects. Keep exploring and expanding your horizons, and you'll continue to learn and grow in ways you never thought possible.

LIBRA: When it comes to long-distance trips or going abroad, your options might be a bit limited. But here's the thing, you're gonna want a caring companion to join you on those adventures, and most of the time, it'll be your spouse who gets to decide if you're hitting the road or not. But hey, maybe deep down, you're not that crazy about traveling the whole world anyway. It's not like you wouldn't do it if the circumstances were right, though. You've got this philosophical outlook on life, and you're pretty adaptable to whatever changes come your way without losing your cool. Now, when it comes to your beliefs, you tend to stick with the religion you were raised in, but hey, change is always possible, especially if you end up marrying someone from a different background. You're all about fairness and equality, man, and you want everyone to be treated right. Learning is your jam, and you always strive to be your best self. You've got mad respect for people from different faiths and cultures, and it's like they're just naturally drawn to you, or maybe it's the other way around. In a partner, you're attracted to someone who's got a sense of adventure, man. You don't want them to be possessive or suffocate you. You dig a certain level of independence in a relationship.

SCORPIO: You're the type of person who loves exploring new and exciting places. Like, you're always down for an adventure. And you're super into higher education and doing research. You're also pretty deep and contemplative, especially in high school. You've probably been through some crazy stuff that's made you more aware of danger and threat. And yeah, some people might think you're a bit paranoid or controlling, but you just have this feeling that something big is gonna happen. But here's the thing, you have this incredible power to understand things that other people can't. It's like you have this inner compass that always points you in the right direction. And even though it can be scary, it's also kind of awesome. You're not really into superficial stuff, so if you're gonna go on an adventure, it's gotta be something meaningful. And hey, you might even find yourself traveling for a specific purpose or mission.

SAGITTARIUS: Long-distance travel and exploring new places often lead to significant events or experiences for you. Building connections, whether in business or personally, especially with influential individuals, can bring you advantages. This might involve living abroad, working as a representative for a company or even the government in another country. You have a high tolerance for different viewpoints and a strong curiosity to learn about other people and cultures that are similar to your own. If you're actively involved in church activities, you might feel drawn to travel in a leadership role or engage in missionary work. You have a thirst for expanding your perspective on life and discovering what the world has to offer. You're a positive person who strives to live up to high standards. The freedom you always yearned for brought you great joy when you finally attained it. Your college or worldly experiences were liberating, enlightening, and perhaps a little wild. Now, your sense of direction relies on the feeling of being limitless and capable of achieving anything.

CAPRICORN: You have a desire to pursue higher education and obtain a degree. When it comes to global events, you approach them responsibly. Your travel plans are well-organized, and you're adept at traveling for work purposes. Long-distance trips are often related to conducting business or fulfilling obligations on behalf of a company, particularly when there's publicity or prestige involved. Personal travels, such as vacations, might experience delays or scheduling conflicts. It's important to take the necessary steps to ensure personal comfort before embarking on any journey. You have various options for transportation, including air, sea, train, and road, but traveling by land tends to be the most beneficial for you. Religion may not hold significant importance for you, and you might have a skeptical outlook on ideas that seem far-fetched. You prefer to rely on facts and data before believing something. Traveling may not be your favorite thing, and you typically only do it when it's necessary for work or fulfilling responsibilities. After graduating from high school, you became more aware of life's pressures and realized that you can't be as carefree or irresponsible as your friends, whether in college or in general.

AQUARIUS: You're all about embracing the strangest aspects of the world. Your journey in life is gonna be filled with unexpected twists and turns. When it comes to higher education, you might find yourself drawn to some quirky, technical, or scientific fields. And get this, your adventures to foreign lands might happen in the most unique and unexpected ways. How and where you plan and embark on a long journey could be influenced by your own ambitions and desires. You're likely to make long-lasting friendships with people from other countries, especially those who are fascinated by different cultures. Air travel is definitely your thing, while long ocean voyages won't be much of an issue. Now, let's talk about your philosophical beliefs—they're far from ordinary. You're not the type to stick to any specific religious allegiance, and under extreme circumstances, you might even be drawn to the radical fringe. Your beliefs are unusual, and you're open to a wide range of viewpoints. You're a progressive soul who enjoys surrounding yourself with people who challenge your opinions. So, how about going on some adventures and shaking things up in your life? Sounds like your kind of thing!

PISCES: In your dreams, you venture into the world, but you might struggle with the practical aspects of traveling and studying. However, you have the opportunity to pursue studying or traveling for creative purposes. This house represents long journeys and visits to foreign lands. If you're planning to travel, it's best to consider water transportation as there's a preference for the open seas. Make sure to plan your travel itinerary thoroughly, as there may be unforeseen restrictions or unexpected factors that need to be addressed. Your religious beliefs hold great importance to you, and you may be willing to make sacrifices in accordance with them. You're drawn to the mystical aspects of religion and may engage in rituals or ceremonies. Your psychic senses are highly sensitive, often leading to profound religious experiences or conversions. Your convictions shape your daily life and you may have a deep spiritual or religious inclination, finding solace and resolution in your faith. You may not be a frequent traveler and prefer to stay close to water. After high school, you became more adaptable and learned to go with the flow. College and other experiences helped you develop a sense of flexibility and adaptability. However, it also left you with a sense of direction that can sometimes be easily confused.

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[inked-night]

Rudbeckia, the endearingly obsessive and clingy girlfriend, had a knack for turning every trial in the foggy realm of Dead by Daylight into a full-blown melodrama. Her target? The stunning, enigmatic Illyana, who was the epitome of calm and patience (Qualities that Rudbeckia seemed to lack entirely).

Picture this: The trial begins, and the Entity’s fog envelops the macabre landscape. The generators hum ominously, and the survivors scatter like startled rabbits. But not Rudbeckia. Oh no, she’s too busy mooning over Illyana, her "precious, spectacular, and drop-dead gorgeous" girlfriend (Yes, those are Rudbeckia’s actual words. She’s not one for subtlety).

Now, Shen Jiu and Penelope—bless their souls—have the unenviable task of keeping Rudbeckia from going full-on apocalyptic. You see, when Illyana is in danger, Rudbeckia transforms into a Shakespearean tragedy waiting to happen. Her battle cry? "I shall reduce this realm to ashes, slay all who dare harm Lyna, and then dramatically end my own existence!" (She’s got the flair for drama, that one).

But wait, there’s more! Enter Cale, the resident idiot friend. He’s the guy who inexplicably cheers Rudbeckia on. Why? Because he secretly enjoys watching her unravel. It’s like reality TV, but with more blood and less dignity. Cale’s motto: "When life gives you a deranged girlfriend, grab some popcorn and enjoy the chaos".

And chaos there is. Rudbeckia loses her composure whenever an actual killer—especially Michael Myers—dares to breathe within a five-mile radius of Illyana. It’s as if Rudbeckia’s sanity meter drops faster than a survivor vaulting a pallet (Spoiler alert: She usually ends up dying in hilariously stupid ways because she insists on confronting these killers. Yes, even her ex-brother Myers, who seems to harbor a grudge against Illyana. But Rudbeckia? She’s convinced Myers is just trying to woo her beautiful Lyna. Talk about sibling rivalry).

Meanwhile, Illyana remains the serene lighthouse in the storm. When Rudbeckia inevitably bites the dust (Again), they both wake up in the Entity’s cozy cabin. Illyana never contradicts her lovable lunatic of a girlfriend. Instead, she showers Rudbeckia with kisses and soothing cuddles. It’s like a post-trial spa day, except with more bloodstains and fewer cucumber slices.

And then there’s Shen Jiu, the voice of reason (Or so he thinks). As he watches Rudbeckia’s antics, he contemplates his life choices. Why, oh why, did he end up with this motley crew? What karmic debt did he accrue in a past life to deserve friends who make the Entity itself raise an eyebrow?

[crystal-moon-101]

Species: Nacreidon Homeplanet: Shorfare Life-Span: 70 - 90 Habitat: Ocean, Coastlines, Jungles Diet: Piscivore/DurophagyTeuthophagore Breeding: Sexual Reproduction

Sexual Dimorphism: Both sexes are relatively similar, except male have longer/extended tail fins. They also have sequential hermaphroditism, meaning they have the ability to switch genders by choice.

Children start off as pure white, and are hard to tell the gender of until they are older. But given they can switch, it’s not something they fuss over in their culture.

Behaviour/Bio: The history behind Nacreidons is rather unusual, as a long while ago there used to be three other races that lived on the planet, though they were all land dwellers due to how hostile the oceans were, filled with aggressive wildfire. They were on the cusp of the Plumbers contacting them to start bridging them into the galaxy, but when they saw the three races break into a war, they left them to it and decided to come back later. And when they did, they found that they were gone, and now shrimp aliens were ruling the planet.

After making contact with them, they learnt the truth behind what happened. It turns out that the war bleed into the ocean, as they tried using the biome for resources and new ways to screw over each other, only to learn there was a fourth race that lived in the waters. The Nacreidon, who were not too happy about these intruders ruining their home, and so turned the tables as they immediately stomped out all three races, wiping them out, and now live on both the land, and in the waters.

While an unusual debut, the Plumbers did end up giving the connections to them, allowing them eventual access to the galaxy, where they have been a part of since. Despite their destructive history, Nacreidon are actually found to be rather chill, they just seem to live by the motto of “we don’t start fights, but we do finish them” in an extreme manner.

Given how hostile their oceans are, they were designed to be living tanks, with traits that allowed them to survive in such an environment. They can be very military like in a lot of their culture, including to not hesitate, and never leave a man behind. They have to stick together, and often live in big units, many members understanding that sometimes they must sacrifice something in the name of the unit.

As long as you don’t start something with them, they are reasonable people, just a little intense for some folks. Many of them joined the Plumbers happily, finding their field of work up their alley, and have proved their usefulness fast.    

Abilities:

Water Blast - Inside their claws is a cannon like structure on their shell that they use to shoot dangerous jets of water. The blasts can break bones and even organs with ease, so it’s advised to stand out of the way.

Big Claws - When not using their claws to blast water, they can be used to smash and break things around them, being massive in size. They can also be used for blocking.

Roll-Up - They are able to roll up into a wheel shape for faster movement, or to ram into things like a death ball. They can also form a protective helmet/mask by folding the top part of their shell over their face, with holes they can stick a pair of eyes through.

Water/Land Breathing - Able to breath in the water and on land, even if the ocean is more their home than the land world.

Swimming - Able to swim rather gracefully with ease through the water, even if they may not be the fastest fish in the sea. Often using their powerful tails to guide themselves.

Signalling - With the paddle-like appendages on them, they often use them to signal to one another, often when they’re in the middle of fights or are far from one another. Similar to hand signals to give warnings, alerts to orders. 

Sharp Eyesight - Their eye sight is incredible, able to see many colours and movement from a far distance, everything clear in their vision. It also helps they have multiple eyes, a pair on the front, one on the forehead, and another pair that can be twisted and turned in different directions.

Weaknesses: While they can breath on land, they function better underwater, and sometimes need to go back to rehydrate and take weight off themselves from walking around. They do not do well in intense heat and dry air. When they don’t roll up, they walk around very slowly, and do need time to roll themselves up. Their size and weight can be used against them. When they moult their new outer layer becomes rather soft for a while, making them vulnerable. Are most certainly not built for stealth.

[creepling]

hi! happy 1k <3 may i request a piece with johnny x single mom reader + the prompt “will you stay?” “of course, i’m not planning on leaving anytime soon.”? i thought it’d be interesting if reader was formerly captured by the sawyer family, while she was on vacation with friends, but johnny relented and decided to let her go because of how badly she begged for her life & at the time her baby was only 2 months old, which she told him. so johnny being johnny as well, he was able to track her down a month later — at first just to check up on her, but he decided he wanted to help her raise her kid & kind of switch up his life since the baby’s father is (willingly) out of the picture. also reader is a young mom (early 20s), around the same age that johnny is, he’s just a lil older. they’re still warming up to each other/developing their relationship but to the reader’s surprise, johnny’s really good with kids & has done a lot to help reader out to give her a break? AAAA THIS IS A LOT OF INFO IM SORRY but i hope it makes sense & that you have fun with making something out of this <333

AAAA ok no but i love this, idk it makes sense for the sawyers to spare a victim if they have a kid?? the whole "family" motto would get to them lol. i love all your info but i apologise if i've missed out on anything. i've made this drabble more like a time passing sort of thing so i could include everything.

tags: angst. single-mum!reader. reformed!johnny. kid is gn (use of they/it). descriptions of trauma. johnny feels a lot of guilt. mild blood ment.

“Drop the god-damn knife, Johnny. She’s got a kid for crying out loud!” Drayton barked.

Johnny’s adrenaline shot through his body, tensing his muscles and trembling his hands. “Is that true?” He growled, eyes shot out at your petrified stare.

You pulled a Polaroid picture out of your pocket, your bloody hands staining the corners. You beheld it to Johnny, trying to steady your shakes. Johnny gazed at the picture, the newborn clouded in white, its eyes closed in a peaceful sleep.

“My baby . . . My baby. I need to go home to my baby,” You sob, begging on your knees, hysterics maddening all parts of your manner.

Johnny’s knife dropped to the floor, and he thought about every bad thing he had done. There was no coming back from this.

It had been a month of silence. A month of sleepless nights and looking over your shoulder. Breastfeeding became agonising. Your baby’s cries sent you into uncontrollable alertness. Your hair was brittle and your skin shallow, the stress shivering through your body like a ghost entering your soul.

The letters came around that time. Off-white envelopes with a few dollars in cash. All that was left was a note,

For the Baby, I’m sorry.

Meeting him again after the kidnapping was an anxiety-driven step, bouncing your baby on your lap as you waited in the diner booth. You convinced yourself you lost your mind, wanting to rekindle with your kidnapper. But you hadn’t heard from anyone since the birth; the baby daddy became non-existent. Your family refuse to return your calls. The only person willing to help you was Johnny.

He was silent across from you for a while. The only words he uttered were to order from the menu. He shovelled down an apple pie while you bottle-fed your child, lulling them to their afternoon nap.

“Why are you helping me?” You remember asking. Visioning Johnny’s deep gaze, his subtle glances at your first-born, a tinge of sadness glazing his eyes.

He said he owed you too much. Your baby deserved to grow up with a male figure in its life, and you deserved someone to protect you. The sight of your youthful features withering away from stress, the permanent damage he inflicted on you, ached your eyes and down-turned your smile. It kept him up at night thinking about you, struggling with the fussing cries and flashes of his brute force. He wanted to step up. He was ready for redemption.

He drove you back home, watching over his new companions with careful eyes. His arm outstretched as he turned the wheel, hoping not to disturb the baby’s slumber. The rascal woke up eventually, full of energy the minute you invited him inside. “Would you like to hold them?” You asked, unable to ignore his loving stares.

He felt like crying, holding something so precious. Knowing he nearly orphaned this child, ridding it of a beautiful mother. He swore to protect the kid, holding its gentle head and leaning it into his chest. His gentleness surprised you, the warmth filling your smile for the first time in months.

Johnny never left the house. He hadn’t seen his family in months and had no plans on returning. Your little one was proliferating, and Johnny got used to using his strength to pry the ankle biter from dangerous objects. He ditched the knives and retired into swinging the kid until they were out of breath from laughter. He stepped up, got a job, and brought money in to keep you secure.

He was a different man, and he changed you as a mother. He repented for his sins. He begged for forgiveness with every stare your way, with every gentle touch. You finally forgave him, praying that his presence is destined to be everlasting.

“Will you stay?” He held you in his arms as you choked up, clinging to his body. 

“I’m not plannin’ on leavin’ anytime soon.” Johnny kissed the top of your head, his arms around you. Your loving touch soothing the aching heart he’s adorned for decades.

[xenonmalachite]

"a little gremlin, Truss lives by the motto "if i cannot find trouble, i will invent it". an experiment who was found in a scrapyard, Truss picks up a lot of behaviour from her dad, Crosshairs. she's mischievous and full of life. she is never afraid to speak her mind. though, this meas she has no filter."

ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! new ref alert!!! here's Truss!!!

i'm so happy with how she turned out. she was so much fun to draw. i have given her freckles and a gap in her teeth now to make her just a bit more mischief

sweet lil kiddo. i also made her more like her parents.

Now, Personality and story time

Truss... is a very mischievous youngling. she's not old enough to transform yet but still finds a way to get into trouble. she isn’t a prankster, but her love of engineering at a young age has earned her the reputation of having a nose for trouble. She was an illegal experiment run by Caminus. They had taken Crosshairs’ CNA from a battlefield, and Loco Motion’s via a fake genetic survey. She was raised to be a city speaker from the time she was a newspark. Her city speaker abilities were as expected but she frequently had her personality get the better of her duties. Having had enough, she divised a way to escape, landing her on earth. It was there she met her biological father, Crosshairs, who found her in the scrapyard, though not before she shot at him with a homemade gun. That’s how Crosshairs got his scar. Through a joke CNA test after he’d took her under his and his wife’s wing, they found out their relation. As Truss began to know her now biological family, she began to feel more and more confident. She can be found tinkering in the workshop with her dad or in her room playing with her model trains. Now with a loving and encouraging family, she’s found herself to learn to grow. But that doesn’t exempt her from her mischief and she still doesn’t always listen.

[orochiposting]

Naomi Senju ๋࣭ ⭑⚝ | Bio and Facts 

art by the incredible @ its.sunjyo on instagram <3

Name: Naomi Senju 直美 千手 Nickname(s): Nao, Nao-Nao, Mi-Mi, Little Mouse, Princess Naomi Age: 26-27 (Part 1), 30-31 (Part 2), 33 (The Last), 52 (Boruto) Date of Birth: July 13th | 07/13 Status: Alive Current Affiliation: Konohagakure Parents: Tsunade Senju and Jiraiya: The Toad Sage Height: 5’2 or 157.5 cm (Part 1), 5’4 or 162.5 cm (Part 2 & Onward). Weight: 120 lbs or 54 kg Rank: Jonin / Medical Nin MBTI: INTP Gender & Pronouns: Ciswoman & She/Her Sexuality: Bisexual Romantic Interest: Orochimaru (mostly enemies to lovers)

Short Facts

Child Prodigy 

Daughter of Lady Tsunade and Jiraiya

Attained one of Orochimaru’s curse marks around the same time as her teammate Anko. (one of the early forms, before Jugo)

Capable of Water and Earth Release. Eventually learning how to perform Wood Style Release due to a mixture of reasons such as; Her Senju heritage, her natural chakra nature being water and her being capable of earth release, her chakra control and ability to mix the natures at will, and the Hashirama cells from Orochimaru’s initial curse mark form. 

Created her own version of her father's hair needle jizo technique.

Assigned to keep an eye on Orochimaru during Boruto, alongside Yamato. 

In her free time whenever she isn't surveilling Orochimaru, Naomi works at and with children from the ninja academy as a tutor. 

She views Mitsuki as a son

Fun Facts

She is ambidextrous (both right-handed and left-handed, technically.)

Naomi roughly translates to “straight and beautiful.” The kanji for Nao means “blunt, honest, and/or frank.” And Mi which means “Beauty.” 

A heavy drinker and regular smoker

She's read every one of her father's 'romance' novels

Close/Best friends with Kakashi, previously close & even protective of/with Obito during their childhood

Like her mother, she's often called a 'princess' due to her clan and heritage relating to the Hokages throughout the village's history.

Her favorite color is lilac

She's an 'oddly skilled cook' according to anyone who's eaten food prepared by her.

Despite taking after both of her parents in a multitude of ways, she refuses to ever begin or try gambling due to how it affected her relationship with her mother when she was young.

Likes

Reading

Romance or Action/Adventure Novels

Rain

Drinking

Training

Red Spider Lillies

Mice / Small Rodents

Smoking

Snakes

Cooking Meals (for herself or others)

Picnics 

Long Hair (both on her or those she finds attractive)

Routine/Repetition

Competition 

Caffeinated Drinks (Especially Tea)

Studying (Jutsu’s, Science and History) 

Particularly Fond of Biology 

Teaching / Educating 

Dislikes

High Pitched Voices

Hot Weather

Eggplant (the actual vegetable) 

Having Her Picture Taken

Crowded Rooms

Mushrooms

Winged or Flying Insects / Bugs

Sweating

Lightning 

Riddles

Her Hair Being Touched 

Losing to Those She Considers Weaker than She is

Gambling Without a Strategy (So Most Gambling)

Sour Sweets or Foods

Laundry

Personality Traits 

Positive – Persuasive, Analytical, Convincing, Intuitive, Efficient, Caring, Blunt, Honest, Often on High Alert, Observational, Compassionate, Passionate, Intelligent, Calculated, Ambitious, Tactical, Usually Unselfish, Creative, Studious, Witty, Unconventional, Aloof, Merciful, Understanding, Hardworking, Innovative, Resourceful, Resilient

Negative – Abrasive, Emotional, Bipolar, Stubborn, Morbid, Obsessive, Indecisive, Undisciplined, Somewhat Disorganized, Addictive, Impulsive, Jealous, Paranoid, Resentful, Self-Destructive, Temperamental, Snarky, Restless, Sarcastic, Perverted

Life Motto – “If you’re not obsessed with your life, change it.”

Nindo: “What is meant to be will always find a way.” referring to how she truly believes if something is meant to be, it’ll happen no matter what.

Clan Info

Clan Name: Senju Specialty: The Senju clan is known as "the clan with a thousand skills" (千の手を持つ一族, "sen no te o motsu ichizoku") because they can master ninjutsu, taijutsu, genjutsu, and other techniques to give themselves a variety of skills for fighting. The Senju clan's name, "Senju" (千手), directly means "a thousand skills" or "a thousand hands." Kekkei Genkai: Wood Release  Ninja Information Birth Village: The Hidden Leaf / Konohagakure  Current Village: The Hidden Leaf / Konohagakure Academy Graduation Age / Genin Age: 6 Chūnin Promotion Age: 10 Rank: Jonin Previous Teammates: Anko Mitarashi & Tokuma Hyuga Previous Sensei(s): Orochimaru Natural Chakra Nature: Water (although capable of Earth, Wind, and Wood.) Weapon(s): Initially, simple kunai and a regular katana– but following Orochimaru being sealed by Itachi, Oro drops the Sword of Kusanagi/The Grass-Mowing Sword and while Pakkun is searching for Sasuke it is found. When returned to the village, Pakkun gives the sword to Kakashi– who gives it to Naomi to keep.  Talents/Skill(s): Master of Most Medical Ninjutsu/Completed Tsunade’s Medical Ninjutsu training. If marked with an (O) she learned it from Orochimaru. If marked with a (T) she learned it from her mother, Tsunade. If marked with a (J) she learned it from her father, Jiraiya.  Jutsu(s): Teleportation Technique, Substitution Technique, Hidden Shadow Snake Hands(O), Mist Servant Technique, Sly Mind Affect Technique, Water Release Hiding in Water Technique, Water Release Water Gun, Water Release Wild Water Wave, Water Release Water Dragon Jutsu, Wind Release Gale Palm(O), Water Severing Wave, Wind Release Great Breakthrough(O), Vacuum Sword, Earth Release Hiding Like a Mole Technique(O), Earth Release Shadow Clone, Earth Release Swamp of the Underworld(J), Bruising Sky Leg (T), Wild Lion’s Mane Technique, Needle Jizo Technique(J), Hair Needle Senbon(J), “Gallant Needle Hedgehog Technique” (self-made, named after her father + hair manipulation sub-jutsu), Reserve Seal-The Hundred Healings Mark(T)

(incomplete) Backstory  (will be updated...)

Naomi Senju is the only daughter of Lady Tsunade and The Toad Sage Jiraiya— a result of a one-night stand between the two legendary sannins who shared a complex relationship. She was raised by her mother, unaware of who her father was until she was 4 years old due to her mother’s wariness on Jiraiya’s stance on fatherhood or his ability to commit to such a life. But he adored his daughter once finding out about her, despite still being gone most of the time to ‘research’ for his novels or on actual missions. When he would visit the village, he’d spend days with both his daughter and Tsunade. Bonding with both of them and even training Naomi little by little— and she was a little prodigy. Her chakra control and output being her strong suit even when just enrolling in the academy– which she did early at just age 4.

As Naomi aged, her mother’s gambling addiction grew ‘worse’ and she too was often gone— Leaving a young Naomi to become self-sufficient early on. She studied on her own, and with the sensei’s from the academy more often than she’d do anything else. However, her years in the ninja academy were vital for her— making a select few friendships that would last a lifetime with her fellow classmates. The young Senju struggled with making friends, though mostly due to how hot-headed she came off at that age. Not tolerating bullying around her, and not hesitating to fight others that tried to push her too far. She would have gotten in trouble if it wasn’t for how the adults seemed to favor her, be it for her young talent or sannin parentage. 

The competitive prodigy she was, once Naomi heard wind of her friend Kakashi taking the graduation exam early, she couldn’t bear falling behind. Frustrated, the young girl stormed off in a fury without thinking— not paying attention to if anyone was watching her or where she was going. She found herself lost in the forest outside of the village before several large, ferocious animals approached her. Snarling and sniffing at her before relaxing, rubbing against her extended hand for them to smell. It was confusing and odd, both for Naomi and Orochimaru who watched from a distance. The scene before the sannin taught him not to move any closer, expecting the animals to be sensitive to who could get to whatever they were guarding. But for some reason, Naomi was allowed— in fact, one of the oversized hounds began to lead her further into the woods. It was in this forest she’d find the Senju Clan’s hideout for the first time, reading a small inscription that guided her on entry before making her way inside. Curiously and anxiously looking around before spotting scroll after scroll, and book after book. She stayed in the hidden temple for hours, reading and attempting to replicate what she’d learned. When she finally left the building, Naomi knew she had learned something that would for sure convince the academy to allow her to graduate early too. 

When she returned to the village, being guided out of the thick of the forest by the oversized puppies(in her eyes), Naomi went straight to her sensei and insisted he’d watch her perform a jutsu for graduation. Once given permission, she led the teachers outdoors and began to form hand signs in quick succession before a beam of wood protruded from the palm of her hand. Extending towards a tree only 3 yards away from the young girl, before falling onto the ground. With an annoyed huff, she stomped and released the jutsu- allowing the wood to fall from her hand before she crossed her arms over her chest in a pout as she complained she didn’t do it correctly. Despite this little tantrum for not being ‘perfect,’ both the teachers and Orochimaru in the distance were astonished to see the young girl performing wood-style release even if unpolished. She was instantly granted the right to graduate alongside Kakashi. Although neither of them would be placed on teams of 3 until later, they instead did small solo assignments within the village until the rest of their class graduated. 

It was due to her unexpected ability to hone wood-style jutsu that Orochimaru would take an initial interest in her- her potential rather, especially considering the experiments he was actively working on at the time in secret. He’d start to come by more often, offering her guidance in her training until she would eventually be placed on a team of 3 alongside her friend Anko under the sannin’s tutelage. Like Anko, Orochimaru would bring Naomi to his laboratory and teach her. Both the young girls looked up to him, and Naomi even felt pride at how well she retained information or would actually assist in his work- even if she didn’t understand what was going on with it, or any of the real details. Years would pass of Naomi growing close to her sensei, attached to both him and the lab itself– almost seeing it as a safe place to do and say as she pleases. And yet, it was one fateful day when Orochimaru would bring Naomi to his lab that would change her life, and how she’d view those ‘happy’ memories of training with him for years to come. The day he would place the curse mark on her before doing the same to Anko days later, the original version of it— with Hashirama cells, curious to see how she’d react compared to the Senju children like Tenzo he was experimenting on. It was painful, confusing, and horrifying for the young girl— but she survived, and that was a positive. Soon after both she and Anko return to the village, the third coincidentally finds out about Orochimaru’s experiments on the different children and humans. Leading the girl’s sensei to abandon both them and the village altogether. 

Following Orochimaru’s disappearance, Naomi struggled to manage her curse mark while still training for the chunin exams– Seeing as when Orochimaru was still both her and Anko’s sensei he recommended the team for promotion. All three of his previous students would pass the exams and become chunin. 

For 4 years, Naomi went on missions with other chunin or assisted Jonin on any assignments she could get in between her solo training– trying to make up for the loss of a teacher on her own. Although, she finally got some solid one-on-one training with her father, Jiraiya, in this period of ‘peace.’ He’d finally teach her about his hair manipulation technique or more specifically the Needle Jizō technique. 

When the nine tails attacked, Naomi was 14. Despite all she’d seen and gone through up to this point, the destruction left on her home by the nine-tails was unlike anything she’d ever seen before. The horrors she saw from the attack caused her to put her studies and training into overdrive as if she wasn’t already overworking herself. In just two years after the nine-tails attack, Naomi had successfully passed the exam and additional requirements to be promoted to Jonin at age 16.  (I will make posts with art of her I get commissioned over time to describe and talk about her life during the series !! and potentially write more about her as a whole.)

[just-some-guy-at-shiz]

Okay, so I’ve got the stupidest AU idea:

When Boq encounters Elphaba after the intermission she became the “Wicked Witch,” he’s spooked and looking around for a weapon. But as soon as she says she won’t hurt him, and appeals to having known him in school, he jumps at the chance to get away from Nessa, and begs Elphaba to let him work for her instead. She’s a little offput and unconvinced by how quickly he’s willing to switch his political alignment, but he manages to convince her that he’s secretly harbored sympathy for her cause. He reminds her how much he admired Dr. Dillamond and his teaching back at Shiz, insists he’s helped an Animal or two on the run in some small ways, says he wished he could do more but he doesn’t have a head for organized protest and doesn’t know how to truly be of use, but if only he had Elphaba to rally behind. And besides, surely she could use a companion that didn’t fail Home Ec, but in fact aced it and knows lots of helpful farming trivia and can totally do her laundry without messing up the intricate beadwork on that fancy new Broadway-costume-cloak she’s got on. What’d��ya say? Need a lackey?

Elphaba agrees on the principle that the more people on her side the better (and also being reminded how long it’s been since she’s done laundry), and having helped Nessa, she sets off with Boq as her new sidekick. Nessa is dumbstruck and heartbroken that Boq is so eager to leave her (and with her own sister!!), but she doesn’t get a chance to cast any ill-advised magic. Boq gets to keep his flesh another day.

This is not the stupid part of the AU. So far this is actually rather plausible.

Anyway, Boq helps Elphaba for a little while. It doesn’t bother him at all, because he has about zero political opinions, and is neither supportive of Animal-racists nor quite as critical of them as he should be. Trying to help the Animals’ cause serves him well at the moment, so for self-preservation’s sake, he gives it his all. Boq’s motto for life is to just survive in whatever situation he’s stuck in, and do whatever emotional labor is necessary to be convincing(ish). So sure, he’s a passionate activist, abso-totally-lutely 👍. But then he gets the chance at a better position, and decides to flip his political opinions again and talk his way into somebody else’s good graces.

Actually, Elphaba goes straight from Nessa’s to the Wizard’s place, so either we change things so there’s more time in between events (my preference), or there’s no “illegal Animal-helping montage” and Boq never has to prove his commitment to being Elphaba’s not-so-evil henchman. But at some point, Elphaba goes to the Wizard to rescue the winged Monkeys and give him a stern talking to, and Boq sees his chance to be protected by the most powerful person in Oz. Boq, morally grey as he is, doesn’t hesitate.

Elphaba tries to sneak in and set the Monkeys free without anyone noticing her until it’s too late. Boq was instructed to go around to the other side of the cage to help her, or he snuck off, or something else happened that separated them, but as soon as he’s out of Elphaba’s sight, Boq runs to the nearest guards and the Wizard and raises the alarm. The Witch is here! Elphaba barely escapes being caught, but doesn’t manage to free the Monkeys. She doesn’t realize Boq is the one who alerted the guards, and assumes he’s been captured and arrested and imprisoned, and makes plans to free him when she comes back for the Monkeys.

Boq, meanwhile, is pleading his case to the Wizard. He claims that he was imprisoned by the Wicked Witch and forced to serve her, do lots of horrible anti-government things, but he never forgot his true loyalty. As soon as he had a chance to betray the Witch, he took it, risking his life in the hope that he might provide some small bit of aid to the wonderful Wizard who has done so much in the fight against wickedness. If the Wizard would have him, Boq would like nothing more than to enter the Wizard’s service as a way of repenting for the deeds he did at the Witch’s bidding, and to join the fight against evil by helping the most good person there is. :3

The Wizard, a seasoned conman, sees right through the flattery. And he’s impressed. It’s clumsy, of course, ameturish and obviously over-exaggerated, but it has potential. Boq reminds the Wizard of himself. Only acting in his own self-interest. Just clever enough to convince people to like him. Just a good enough actor to seem happy and admiring when he’s not. Just a straight liar when it comes to flattery, and good enough at bending the truth to fit his cause the rest of the time. Above all, they’re both opportunists. The Wizard hires Boq as a personal attendant (aka do whatever random tasks boss needs at the moment), but secretly the Wizard is considering Boq as a sort of successor. If he can train that natural talent as a conman, and get rid of the few morals that might interfere with things, then in time, Boq might be exactly the person he needs. He’ll promise Boq power, which equals safety, and that’s all he’ll need to say.

So Boq gets a snazzy green uniform and works for the Wizard for a while. He hopes he’ll run into Glinda now and then, considering they work in the same building for the same person, but tough luck, buddy.

Before long, Elphaba comes back trying to free the Monkeys again. She expects to have to rescue Boq too, so she’s surprised to be met upon arrival by Boq himself, looking like a very green bellhop. She initially thinks he might have been pressed into service, but the look on his face tells her all she needs to know. Sellout. It’s like Glinda all over again, groveling in submission to feed ambition and all. She’s furious that he betrayed her, and swears never to give anyone the benefit of the doubt ever again. 🎵 No benefit of the doubt / Will I giiiiiive / Agaaaaaaiiiiinnnnnn 🎵 and all that jazz. Boq says sorry not sorry, the fugitive life isn’t for me, I saw my chance and took it, and you’re stupid if you wouldn’t have done the same in my shoes. I work for the literal Wizard now. I have a snazzy uniform and health insurance. It doesn’t get better than this. lmao you wish you were me. ;)

Anyway. The Wizard was expecting Elphaba to return for the Monkeys, and Boq was sent to meet her when she snuck in and bring her to the Wizard’s throne room so she and the Wizard could chat. He does just that, with Elphaba fuming at him all through the hallways until they get where they’re going, which makes it a really awkward trip.

The following encounter goes roughly the same. The Wizard does a more professional version of Boq’s “put a nice spin on the truth to win them over” tactic, and almost convinces Elphaba to trade her rebellion for the Monkeys’ freedom, but then she sees Dr. Dillamond and tells the Wizard no, I’m nothing like you, I’ll never join you, as protagonists do, and makes her exit.

When Boq is summoned back in after this disappointing (to the Wizard) result, he’s more than a little horrified at seeing what Dr. Dillamond has become. Boq may be self-serving, but he’s not heartless (ha), and he may not have cared that the Wizard was behind the whole silencing-Animals thing, but he had yet to be asked to actually interact with the Animals the Wizard has captive. Maybe he didn’t think the situation was that bad for the Animals, or maybe it’s just harder to ignore injustice when you have to look it in the eye, but the Wizard notices Boq’s weakening resolve.

Boq knows that the conversation with Elphaba was supposed to go a little differently, and asks what now? The Wizard sighs all regretfully, in the way that’s very ominous coming from villains like him, and looks at the cage where his winged Monkeys used to be. He says that he had hoped it wouldn’t come to this, because he had such high hopes for Boq (another ominous thing for a villain to say). Given more time, Boq could have learned to shut away old ideals and become powerful, influential, etc. etc. etc. But the Wizard has become a little desperate, and it’s time for the backup plan, and Boq is the perfect, candidate (because… I don’t know, some reason ¯\_(ツ)_/¯).

Madame Morrible shows up, standing behind Boq so he can’t try to leave. Ominous trifecta!!!

The Wizard tells Boq that nothing is going to change, not really. Boq can still have all he’s ever wanted… as long as he continues to do as he’s told.

This. Is where it becomes stupid. I mean, I like it, but so far this AU has been fairly well-thought-up. The last bit is the part that makes me cringe self-consciously a little. But good news, cringe culture is dead, so I’m just gonna keep going.

Soon after the last, there’s some kind of third interaction between Elphaba and the Wizard. Don’t ask me how they get in the same space, they just do. Also Elphaba is hovering on her broom out of reach. She has the high ground!!! The Wizard says something to the effect of “you stole away my spies. So I had to make a replacement.” And Elphaba is like “more spies?” thinking oh man how many rescues am I gonna have to do in one week? Then the Wizard says “better than just spies. I have created the perfect soldier… for catching witches.” A blur flies out from behind a curtain and straight towards Elphaba in midair. She’s shocked to find her hands being tied by Boq, still wearing emerald city green, but having a pair of feathery wings and looking very ill at ease with the whole situation. Also in pain, very much in pain. This isn’t the result of a magic spell, not with Elphaba on the opposing team. This whole (literal) operation was like 20% Morrible magic tops, and the rest was questionable mad science. The Wizard didn’t even give Boq three full days to recover, and Boq is not only in pain but terrified he’s gonna pull out the stitches on those wings and plummet to his death, or bleed out from his back if the fall doesn’t kill him.

Suffice to say that working for the Wizard no longer feels like a “safe” job.

Elphaba basically says just that, trying to convince Boq to let her go by asking him if he’s really willing to suffer like this for the Wizard’s sake of all people. Stop making your “I’m on the clock” decidedly neutral face and answer me honestly, do you want this? Because you look miserable.

She can see that she’s winning him over. He loosens his grip on her.

Elphaba then launches into her recruitment campaign. She tells Boq to think of everything he’s been through, and how the winged Monkeys were forced into this exact same scenario before she rescued them, and that Animals are suffering like this or worse every single day, and if he would want someone to help him when he’s suffering than surely he can do the same and support the Animals’ efforts to push back against—

Elphaba is then interrupted by the Wizard, who put a lot of effort into this hyperobedient flying soldier of his and doesn’t want to see all that psychological manipulation go to waste. The Wizard talks again about how Elphaba is evil and he’s good, and how Boq is just like him and he’s proud of all the Boq has done, and if Boq stands by the Wizard, he can have power and fame even, everything he’s ever wanted—

And this is where Boq interjects to say that he’s never cared about power or fame or saving anybody. Literally all he’s ever wanted is to just get on with his own life like a normal person, without having to do weird and difficult things like this! Neither Elphaba or the Wizard care about him, they just care about how they can use him. And, you know, fair enough, because that’s exactly how Boq thinks of them as well. Glad we’re all on the same page.

Boq unties Elphaba’s hands, but makes no further move to do anything helpful to either side of this argument. He glides to a landing, exhaling in relief at no longer having to put stress on wings that haven’t even healed yet, and says that he’s not going with either of them, please and thank you. He’s going to leave right now, and don’t they dare try following him, or… else! In the short term, he is going to find someplace to get a decent coffee, and in the long term he is going to find a nice quiet farm to work on or a tradesman to apprentice for or perhaps even risk trying to fly over the great desert at some point just to get away from ALL THE CRAZINESS AROUND HERE. GOOD DAY TO YOU BOTH. GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR REBELLION OR ATTEMPTS TO DEFEAT SAID REBELLION. BOQ OUT!

And he throws up his hands in exasperation and turns on his heel and marches away.

This isn’t bad. It’s just the wings bit that’s a little badly written, because it’s sort of unnecessary. I think I just like it for the drama. We can’t have (musical) Boq without a little transformation-related body horror at some point, now can we? He’s just lucky it’s not as all-encompassing this time.

Really though, the fact that it’s unnecessary and dramatic maybe just adds to the humor. Like, wow, good job giving me wings and making me look like a super powerful protagonist, I’m going to squander that immediately by wanting nothing to do with flying or protagonist-ing. You chose the wrong test subject, loser.

[dollsonmain]

My results from that color oracle quiz thing:

Interpretation of the Colors You Find Most Pleasing

Of great importance to you now is...

...vigorous self-assertion.

You now want to pull out all the stops in order to achieve what you have planned. Your chances are good because if you feel something is important you are able to show initiative, grab the opportunity spontaneously and act with vigor. You can also display energetic efforts in your personal relationships: if you love or admire someone you are prepared to undertake quite a bit in order to win or hold on to his affection. You utilize a major portion of your powers for...

...alert self-protection.

You carefully scrutinize everything that crosses your path, and you don't say yes to it until it has passed your acid test. You decidedly and resolutely fend off everything that could hinder your personal development, and you keep your distance from unpleasant people who try to manipulate, define or influence you. The thing you have consciously planned is…

...relaxing favorite pastime.

When the difficulties of daily life or human interaction become too much, you prefer to retreat to your favorite pastime, a quiet hobby or into the world of your thoughts, dreams and fantasies. If you try to achieve the necessary balance to daily routine through a regular practice of meditation, you will find what you have actually been looking for: inner detachedness and peace. It would also be ideal if you could occasionally spend time in the great outdoors. You believe a particular help in achieving the inner peace you desire is…

...optimistic self-encouragement.

Again and again, you consciously adopt a positive inner attitude. This helps you to better stand up under the hardships of the present. You create goals, projects or ideals for yourself that give you a boost and the hope that your life will be better and happier. You search for ways and means which allow you to enjoy life without care and to spend more time devoting yourself to the things that bring you joy. In order to forge ahead in good spirits you now need…

...objective assessment of the situation.

Whatever you perceive – people, things or information – you analyze it, both critically and with a certain amount of skepticism, because you want to be certain whether it is beneficial to you or not. You are not easily misled, and in line with the motto “once bitten, twice shy”, you keep your distance from everything that could damage your wallet, your reputation, your wellbeing or your peace of mind. One thing is utterly clear to you: your present situation requires…

...nurturing useful relationships.

Due to the fact that you are stuck in a genuinely unpleasant situation, you seek contact with helpful people you hope will show you understanding and provide you with moral support. It could be that you receive the necessary encouragement, but in the end, you have to solve your personal problems yourself. Your common sense will help you in this.

Interpretation of the Colors You Find Most Unpleasant

At the moment you feel most anxious due to your...

...unpleasant contentiousness.

The behavior of certain other people is a thorn in your side. You don't feel like putting up with just anything without objection, and because of this, you can give no guarantee you won't end up in an argument with the person in question. Your stubborn attitude could easily provoke confrontations. At the moment, your mood is somewhat gloomy due to your…

...fainthearted fear of failure.

At the present time, you are seriously challenged by stressful conditions. It may be job-related or interpersonal difficulties or emotional problems which threaten to rob you of strength. You force yourself to face the challenge nonetheless. Behind your unswerving attitude, hides the immobilizing fear that you might not make it, and as a result, could be exposed as incompetent or even as a failure, and would lose the respect of others. Since you find it embarrassing you don't let on anything about your…

...gruelling test of nerves.

Your sense of wellbeing is negatively affected by stressful circumstances. You often feel misunderstood, unfairly treated or left at the mercy of the unacceptable behavior of a person who is important to you. You don't want to let on that you are aggravated by this, and you keep your irritation to yourself. Inside you, though, the accumulated resentment strains your nerves. For this reason, you are not very emotionally resilient at this time. You assume an air of exaggerated superiority despite your…

...inhibiting limitations.

Difficult circumstances limit your opportunities for experience and your freedom of action. You feel deprived because you have to do without some of the things that would make life pleasant. You expect far too much understanding for your needs from other people, and as a result, you often feel disappointed. You might ask yourself how much understanding and empathy you extend to others. You would like to be free of your…

...uncomfortable immobility.

There are times at which you feel as if you were chained to people or circumstances which restrict your personal freedom to act and move. You can get itchy when your affairs move slowly as a result or when you have to wait so long for the fulfillment of your wishes out of consideration for others. You also feel very uneasy due to your…

...worrisome apprehension.

You are conscientious and take your tasks seriously. You often spend time pondering what you should do and how you should do it, so that everything turns out well. Even when something is going just fine, you can still be suddenly afflicted with the fear that something could go wrong or something bad could happen that would ruin everything. At the same time, though, you certainly would never admit that often you become worried far too easily and paint a very pessimistic picture.

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[gar-a-ash]

Last night's training, brand new location in a field near the park. Will NOT be going back to it because there was so much garbage everywhere but hey, Hatchet didn't try to eat any of it!

I actually thought Hatchet did way worse than he did but in the rewatch he's not bad at all so I guess he can stay lmao. FINALLY making progress on the Down, but apparently at the cost of forgetting how to Stand. He's at the age though where he's going to need to be reminded how to do everything over and over again so we'll keep at it. Still SUPER happy with his recalls, though we're going to have to start working on increasing distractions during them at some point.

Tassie's turn was ROUGH. Combination of new puppy and knee injury means I am not working her like she should be and while she's enjoying her active pet life because she's allergic to actually trying for things she's backsliding a LOT. I'm gonna have to go out with her more without puppy in tow and rework her some more. Part of it is also how slow I'm moving with the knee, Tassie lives by the motto of live-fast-bite-ass and with how slow I'm hobbling it's very easy for her to get distracted by side quests. Good for her to experience, pretty frustrating to work through and I can also be a pretty impatient person. I did cut her session short, at the 17:00-ish mark I thought I noticed a limp on the finishes but didn't see it again, but I noticed it again on the long recalls. While she's no stranger to making an injury worse through stupidity there's no reason for me to do it too.

Been a while since I've had the motivation to set up the tripod to record, but I'm glad I did. Definitely was not as sharp on the hand signals with both dogs as I should have been, some mis-timed markers, but it's low stakes. Next time I'll try to be more alert to that stuff but it's not the end of the world.

[rabbitcruiser]

National Iguana Awareness Day

Learn about how to properly care for, love, and treat the magnificent creatures known as iguanas, and decide if they could be the right fit for your home.

What’s not to love about an aggressive, cold-blooded, reptile with a nasty bite and a powerfully strong tail? Learn all about these cute critters, their habits and mannerisms, and also how to care for them on National Iguana Awareness Day.

History of National Iguana Awareness Day

As with so many pets, not all new owners of iguanas realize what they are committing to when they first take home their baby iguana. That little bundle of scales could one day grow to six feet in length! With very specific dietary needs and a rather reptilian personality, iguanas are said to be easy to love, but hard to care for.

National Iguana Awareness Day is the ideal opportunity to learn about keeping your iguana tame and friendly, how to care for its health and personal grooming, and how to house it comfortably so that it can live a long and healthy life. With the proper care and attention, an iguana can be a wonderful and rewarding pet for many years.

The perfect opportunity to improve awareness and grow in knowledge of these stunning creatures, National Iguana Awareness Day was founded by a group of regular citizens who were also iguana owners. Their hope was that they could help people understand that these reptiles are not “disposable pets” and they need special care. In fact, many folks quote the motto for iguanas as a pet that is “hard to care for but easy to love”.

It seems like National Iguana Awareness Day was first celebrated in 1998 and has continued on each year, particularly in the world of pet and reptile care. So get on board with this day, in honor of the iguana, and share the passion with friends and family in the process!

How to Celebrate National Iguana Awareness Day

Have a load of fun enjoying and celebrating this unique animal on National Iguana Awareness Day with some of these ideas and activities:

Learn Fun Facts About Iguanas

National Iguana Awareness Day provides a delightful opportunity for folks to grow in their knowledge about this unique and interesting animal. In celebration and to raise awareness for the day, learn some of these facts and share them with others:

Green Iguanas Have Three Eyes While the third eye that is on top of the iguana’s head is not a typical eye that can be used in the same way as the other two because it can’t see, it can sense movement and alert them of predator movements.

Iguanas Can’t Stand the Cold The places where these animals thrive make it obvious that they are meant for warm weather. In fact, if iguanas are exposed to temperatures that are too cold, their metabolism will slow down so much that they will enter a comatose-like state and sometimes even fall out of their trees until the temperatures rise.

Iguanas Communicate Nonverbally While they do not talk to each other, they do bob their heads slowly as a greeting. But when they bob their heads or tails up and down quickly, that means they are upset and should not be approached!

Iguanas Have Long Lives These reptiles can live very long lives in captivity – up to 20 years. That’s even a longer commitment than having a dog and about the same as a cat.

Adopt an Iguana

Those who are ready to make a commitment to a pet might want to consider adopting an iguana in celebration of National Iguana Awareness Day. Before adopting one, it is important to remember that iguanas get very large, they need a lot of space, they are very strong and they can live a long time! Also, they can be a little bit boring. But if these things aren’t a deterrent, then go ahead and consider adopting one of these interesting reptiles in celebration of the day.

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