#Polarian

[shamballalin]

The god of War is NOT The Father of Jesus Christ

Most religions do not go back far enough to include DNA within humanity from its very conception. The Seven Root Races of humanity trace back from eighteen and a half million years ago to today. Well-meaning people including clergy of every denomination limit their understanding to that with which they have been indoctrinated and continue to this day to indoctrinate their sheep. Radical…

[aerik-kylo]

Stargazing starseeds #pleiadian #arcturian #andromedan #lyran #sirian #orion #venusian #starseed

[khrysalis-best-world]

FORGOT TO ADD MY WIZ STITCH EARLIER UGH my boy is so fly

[meursaulty]

something i feel the need to confess at this moment is that when i dont want to do work i pretend its arcanum reports and then i actually do it

[nulfaga]

Save me from the lure of €2 scifi paperbacks

[frozenfirecats]

draw me like one of your polarian girls ;)

[miasmithart]

Here is the Fancy Water Dog concept I got to work on for Pirate101's newest bundle in 7 years, The Polarian Revolutionary Bundle! (Re-deemable for both W101 and P101!) He will judge every move your pirate / wizard will make in battle, and will throw a tantrum if the store is out of his favorite hairspray :)

[kunizwuni]

Galantis ⋆｡𖦹 °.🐚⋆❀˖°

A Fan-Made Pirate101 World 🐌💧💻

This post will cover the basics and main inspirations of my fanmade Pirate101 World, Galantis! I hope you all enjoy~

𓂃𓂃𓂃𓊝 ࿐𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓊝 ࿐𓂃𓂃𓂃

Overview 🌊⋆｡°்⋆

Galantis is a closed-off world in the Spiral, locked by the current Emperor; and guarded by his army. If a person is able to reach Galantis, they will discover a technologically advanced, oceanic paradise; hidden away from the rest of the world. The Stormgate to Galantis is located in MooShu, but is inaccessible to any travelers.

The initial reason for Galantis's closed borders was due to the Polarian War. The Emperor did not wish to get involved in the conflict, and feared involvement due to the relative closeness between Galantis and its neighboring world of MooShu. So, the borders were closed, and the Emperor ignored the outside world; instead focusing on the personal development of his nation through machinery and economy.

.•⋅˚₊The People ଳ ‧₊˚

Since many Pirate101 worlds, and to a further extent, Wizard101 worlds, have many diverse species of people; and Galantis is no exception. The people of Galantis are from the class Gastropoda; aka, slugs and snail-adjacent animals. They are specifically based on the marine variants of these animals, sea slugs and sea snails.

The current ruling Emperor of Galantis, Emperor Gyeong Glaucus, is a type of Glaucus Altanticus (See image below).

Sea slugs and sea snails are very diverse animals from species to species, and this is reflective of the population of Galantis.

𓂂 ·˚ •Culture 🌊🪸

Galantis is inspired by East Asian culture, specifically South Korea and North Korea. Another main inspiration for Galantis is the legend of Atlantis, a city from Greek mythos written by Plato.

One major invention from Galantis is a form of energy source known as "Bio-Lumi Fuel". Bio-Lumi Fuel is harvested from the organic plant-life from the World, and is what powers a majority of Galantis's technology. Due to the power of Bio-Lumi Fuel, the Galantians have been able to invent their own forms of machines, robots, and screens.

Therefore, culture and trends are very mainstream. Many different styles of fashion have rose to popularity through the influences of music idols in the music industry.

Sea Angelic 🐌🪽

A fashion style known as "Sea Angelic" was popularized by the musical idol "Sea Angel" or Cheonsa Clione. This fashion style is more traditional, and takes inspiration from traditional Korean clothing and acessories. Such as the usage of the hanbok and norigae.

Cyber Screen 🐌💻

One of the most mainstream styles of fashion in Galantis: popularized by the most well-known musical idols, Nembrotha and BLUE SCREEN. This style is more akin to the styles of Cyber Punk, mixed with modernized fashion. The main elements of this style is the usage of the color blue, and the heavy reliance on Galantian technology.

These are only a few of the most popular fashion styles in this World.

˖°🌊⋆Landscape🐚🫧

Galantis has two main Skyways, Palansaeg Skyway and Nudibranch Skyway. It only has one Stormgate, located in Palansaeg Skyway; leading to MooShu. The land is a purplish-blue tint, and the skies are a deep purple tone. The player is able to see jellyfish-like animals floating around the Skyways.

Palansaeg Skyway (Korean: 파란색 스카이웨이)

The main Skyway of Galantis, containing the capital city, Soul City. Soul City is very urbanized, utilizing Bio-Lumi technology. The music industry flourishes in Soul City, allowing for the world as a whole to improve its economy.

Fun Fact: "Palansaeg" is the Korean for the phrase "Blue". So, Palansaeg Skyway roughly translates to: "Blue Skyway".

Nudibranch Skyway

The secondary Skyway of Galantis, mostly inhabited by farmers, religious figures, and those who wish to escape the bustling Palansaeg Skyway. The main industry in Nudibranch Skyway is food production, mainly algae, cnidarians, corals, and sponges.

Fun Fact: "Nudibranch" is a scientific term referring to sea slugs. It means "naked gills" in Greek.

⋆˚࿔How Outsiders View Galantis᭡.

Galantis, due to its closed borders, has remained in obscurity in the minds of the average people of the Spiral. There are some Galantian refugees found in MooShu, but not anywhere else.

The Armada, however, has heard rumors of Galantis's advanced technology; and wants to find a way to access the World to help set up an alliance between the Armada and Galantis.

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Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed this little lore-dump of my Pirate101 World <3

[m00nveil]

funfact my yw was french before she got yoinked into the spiral so when she first heard polarian she was like “Lol why tf do i understand this language lol” biggest mc fuckin whiplash ever

[annnathegayblogger]

Subsets of stellarian no one asked for but here you go anyway

Polarian: an unalligned stellarian individual

Castorian: a neutral aligned stellarian individual

Polluxian: A stellerian individual whose gender is completely unrelated to manhood and womanhood, but not necessarily masculinity and femininity

Sirian: The opposite, one's gender is not related to masculinity and femininity but not necessarily manhood and womanhood

Antarian: when one is both Polluxian and Sirian

[manyworldsmw]

Polaris

(poe-LAR-iss) Polaris is one of the coldest planets in Astera, being covered in snow and ice. It has very little plant life, and any fauna that resides on the planet has adapted to the severely cold climate. Those who live on Polaris are referred to as Polarans (or Polarians) and are ruled over by a King and Queen. The Polarans range from large creatures that can smash through solid ice, to smaller ones who can quickly dig themselves a burrow to hide in. If they can survive the cold, then they can live in it, too.

Polaris, and it's two moons.

Polaris closely neighbors three other planets. Florin, Lavarra, and Maris. However, the Polarans have rarely had peace with them, and the four planets have been at war for many years now, fighting without end.

They definitely have a strong hatred towards the Lavarrans, especially after what they did.

[stormbreaker101]

Don Manzana headcanons for Corrupted Spiral

AKA, what happens when you have the primary cast of Novus but no Novus, part 2!

This doesn't have any explicit spoilers for Wizard101, and instead relies a bit more on AU-specific worldbuilding.

Pre Wizard101

young Edan Manzana was born in the midst of the Polarian War, in the recently-established colony of Puerto Mico. He's the youngest of all the Novus Governors.

He grew up as a noble house of Puerto Mico. He worked rather closely with his older cousin, Marquis Mark, and helped maintain Monquista's economic foothold in Skull Island.

Civil turrmoil brewed within Monquista, with the monarchs and church constantly at each others' throat, and different noble houses each vying for the throne. the Manzana house never got involved, as they weren't anywhere near Monquista City itself, but of course, political tensions trickle down.

Edan found it better to stay loyal to the church instead. Faith and scripture outlived any single monarch. Plus, it felt fitting for House Manzana to be dedicated to religion when the single most important segment of canon discusses the Holy Grove. The House was named after the Grove's fruits! Surely, the apple must not fall far from the trees that bore it, si?

Corrupted Spiral

Monquista had always been a warmer world than most, but things turned for the extreme when the Wizard attacked the Spiral. Monquista was now plagued by Aberrant Fire magic that turned the world's climate from simply "warm" to "drought-dry."

Now, Monquista had to rely on Puerto Mico more, and Edan, young and ambitious, wanted to make the most of this opportunity. He became a merchant lord, and earned the title of Don.

Post Pirate101

The... installment of King Hernando Gortez on the Monquistan throne certainly has its consequences. The ongoing noble house squabbles have finally silenced, and Monquista can finally be the united front that it had been back during the Napoleguinic War.

And oh, Monquista will need to be more united than ever. The drought worsens, and not even Skull Island's fertility can keep up with the sharpened demand.

Don Manzana went to Gortez and asked to head (or at least fund) an expedition to this world he'd distantly heard of from some traders in Skull Island: Wallaru. As it turned out, Wallaru's cut of the Aberrant Magic that the Wizard spilled gave them a refreshed wellspring of ancient magic- and get this, your Highness, the magic is of water. Wallaru could be the key to saving Monquista from starvation!

Gortez agrees, and so Manzana is able to bring an Embassy to Hope Springs, accompanied by the priest Monsignor Florian del Monte, expeditioner Juan Ponce de Gibbon, and Napoleguin himself. The Embassy is supposed to be peaceful, to set up trade deals, but Gortez acknowledges that armed self-defense may be necessary. It's up to Manzana to display discretion.

But Don Manzana is a hungry soul, and he won't let Monquista stay a wounded exception. Either his land drinks fertile, or all the other worlds burn barren.

[khrysalis-best-world]

no matter how many times i run invading fleets i will always be genuinely shocked when polarian naval fleet uses deermouse trap

[destiny-dreamwielder]

No One's Ever Had Me (Not Like You)

Rating: T

Pairing: Destiny DreamWielder (OC) x Malorn Ashthorn

Summary: Destiny and her companions return to Ravenwood after Polaris. But everything is changing now, including Destiny's relationship with Malorn, one of her very best friends.

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: Discussion of bullying, a decent amount of angst, and a relationship getting to first base.

A/N: This is a sequel to this fic I posted a while ago! (I do encourage refreshing yourself if you'd like, though this one can be standalone.) I wanted to finally write out and post how Destiny and Malorn got together, because I have brainworms about a set of pixels with personalities I gave them. Title comes once again from a Taylor Swift song, this time it's So High School.

“Go on and take your leisure,” Baba Yaga instructed. “You’ve earned it. Don’t stray too far though. Don’t leave the Spiral. We’ll be in touch soon enough.”

“Alright,” Destiny answered, head still spinning. She had been expecting instructions along those lines. Back to “normal,” for now. She turned back to her companions as Baba Yaga retreated to her office and Fitzhume returned to his desk. Destiny stood surrounded by Mellori, Myrna, and Catherine, and she knew they weren't all returning to the same place. “I guess this is where we split up,” she said, her voice tinged with sadness. 

“Are you okay, DreamWielder?” Catherine asked, concerned as she always was. Destiny was often rather shaken up after a quest, and usually asked her best friend to stick around for a while to discuss everything.

“I’m actually doing alright. I know we saved the entire Spiral again, but honestly I was more freaked when Myrna almost punched the Empress.” (Catherine laughed at that, while Myrna huffed.) “You should go talk to Alhazred. Give the Order of the Fang an update. I’m sure they’ll call us back here soon, let’s be normal for now. I’m gonna go get all my things from my dorm. I was supposed to do that before we left.”

“About that,” Myrna interjected. After months at home, her accent was even stronger than it was when Destiny first met her. “I’ll be collecting my things and saying my goodbyes as well. Tarrack agreed to take me on as a student once again, and I am needed in Polaris. I cannot be around Ravenwood anymore, anyway. Knowing that Professor Drake and Headmaster Ambrose lied to me all these years, I can’t stand it.”

Destiny’s heart sank a little. She'd known when she'd graduated that things were going to begin changing, but she hadn’t realized it would be so soon. “That sounds really great, Myr. I’ll miss you, though. And you’re telling Shawna, not me.”

“Of course,” Myrna responded. The usually stoic Polarian had tears forming in her eyes, and they all fell quiet.

Catherine took the silence as an opportunity to say her goodbyes. She hugged Destiny tightly, and promised to come see her the next day. Then she turned to the others. “Mellori, it was an honor adventuring with you! Good luck at Ravenwood, I’m sure I’ll see you again soon.” She offered her hand, and Mellori shook it with a smile of her own.

“Looking forward to it,” the younger girl responded with a grin.

“Myrna, it was really nice to see you again, I hope this won’t be the last time. And honestly, I think you’ll do incredible things for your people. You’re their lost princess, I saw the hope you brought them.” Catherine held up her arms gingerly, unsure if Myrna would accept a hug.

The Thaumaturge allowed it, embracing the Sorcerer briefly. “Thank you, Catherine. I hope to see you again as well.”

Catherine gave Destiny one last hug before leaving the group for the world door, pulling out a key and stepping through to Krokotopia.

“Mellori, come on,” Destiny beckoned as she turned back to her remaining friends. “We’ll bring you to Ravenwood.”

“I don’t need a chaperone,” Mellori groaned, crossing her arms in annoyance.

“We’re going back there anyway, and you should be introduced to everyone properly. Seems like Baba Yaga has already spoken to Ambrose, so we’ll bring you right to Mr Lincoln and then Professor Wu. And we’ll introduce you to Shawna and Neela. I'm not chaperoning you, I’m being a friend.”

“Okay, I guess that doesn’t sound terrible,” Mellori agreed sheepishly, and the three of them followed Catherine’s path to the world door.

They ascended the platform, and Destiny reached into her satchel and pulled out the correct spiral key. She inserted it into the lock and opened the door, gesturing for the others to go first. They stepped out into Bartleby, and Destiny frowned, seeing the dead leaves scattered around the floor of his chamber. An odd, tingly pit formed in her stomach. Something felt…off. She could tell he’d gotten worse.

When they stepped outside, she could hear the great tree groaning. She couldn't understand him, but she was distracted by Shawna before she could stop to try. The fairy was hovering in front of Bartleby and chatting with Arthur Wethersfield, but she looked up at the sight of her friends emerging.

“Destiny! Myrna! How was Polaris? Who’s this? I’m Shawna, I’m a Theurgist! And a fairy. I’m from Avalon. Where are you from?”

Destiny laughed at her friend’s familiarly fast speech. She and Myrna both embraced the third member of their trio eagerly. “We missed you, Shawna,” Destiny smiled. “This is Mellori, she’s from Polaris as well, and she’s come here to study Theurgy.”

“Nice to meet you,” Mellori added, offering a hand.

Shawna grabbed it and shook it enthusiastically. “Alright! That’s amazing! Let’s go see Moolinda! She’ll be glad to meet you!”

“Mr Lincoln first,” Destiny interjected. “She has to fill out the paperwork.”

“You do that,” Myrna smiled weakly, her resolve clearly weakened by seeing her best friend again. “I must return to my dorm.”

Destiny nodded. “I’ll send her your way when we’re done,” she whispered. Myrna gave a small smile before leaving.

Shawna waved goodbye as she led Mellori to where Mr Lincoln stood, explaining Ravenwood to the new girl like she once had to Destiny. Mellori listened intently as she filled out the consent and allergy forms, and snipped off a lock of her hair. As soon as they were done, Shawna immediately guided Mellori over to the Life School before Mr Lincoln could even finish his welcome speech.

Destiny half listened to Shawna’s continued explanation as she followed. Shawna GoldHeart and Abby Doodle each had signature RA welcome speeches that worked very well, but they both gave the same one every time. And as much as Destiny loved her friend, she could only listen to the same speech so many times. As her mind wandered, she considered all that she had to get done before she was inevitably summoned again. Besides fully leaving Ravenwood, she had to catch up with Neela, at the very least. But she made a note to go visit Alia as well. The Diviner would definitely want to meet Qyburn, both as a scholar of Astral magic, and as a fellow Celestian. Most of all, though, Destiny really wanted to find Malorn. She hadn’t spoken to him at all since her graduation, even though she had really intended to seek him out before leaving for Polaris. Everything he’d said to her had broken her heart, and his promise to wait for her had remained at the top of her mind. Now, she really needed to see him, both because he was one of her best friends, and because she was realizing that she wanted to be more than that.

She’d had a crush on him for years now. Ever since he'd picked her up and spun her around in circles when she came home with the Spiral Cup all those years ago. She’d been thirteen going on fourteen, he’d been fifteen, and she’d suddenly begun to see him in a brand new light. Destiny had largely been able to ignore her feelings, though Catherine heard all about them on many sleepless nights in foreign worlds. Destiny had, in turn, happily listened to Catherine talk about her own crush back in Krokotopia, Tiye. 

After a moment, she realized talking to Malorn was her easiest goal. Under the pretense of saying “hi” to Ivan, Destiny walked out farther past the Life School for a moment, craning her neck to look around to the Death School’s chasm. She spotted him conducting class with a number of apprentices. She’d talk to him as soon as she could, but for now she led her friends inside.

Destiny was the one to introduce Mellori to Professor Wu, and she was glad to see that Mellori seemed to perk up as the conversation continued and she saw she would not be stuck in with the novices. Instead, she’d be assessed and placed in the correct classes for her skill level. Moolinda seemed to take a liking to Mellori, and dismissed the older girls so she could talk more with her new student. Shawna looked excited to start the typical barrage of questions Destiny always answered after returning from a quest, but Destiny stopped her.

“Is Neela around?” she asked first. “I think she and Mellori will get along.”

“Oh I wish! They totally will, won’t they? But no, she’s off in the Sunken City. She’s collecting samples and stuff for Dworgyn. I offered to come, but she said she wanted to fight the Grub herself. She’ll be back tomorrow. But I can’t wait! Tell me all about Polaris! Mellori said you totally saved the world!”

“I’ll explain everything, but you need to talk to Myrna first. She has some big news, and you should hear it from her.”

Shawna frowned, a rare expression for her. “Okay,” she agreed, dropping down to her feet from her previously fluttering wings. Destiny watched her head back to the dorms, knowing they'd have to face the reality of their trio splitting up sooner rather than later. She was not looking forward to it.

Her thoughts were soon interrupted by another familiar voice. “Dez!” it called, and Destiny smiled. She turned back towards it and saw Malorn running right for her. He nearly knocked her over with the force of his hug, catching her off guard for once. Usually the bells on his hat let her know he was nearby.

“Hi,” she giggled, holding on to him tightly for stability’s sake. And also because she was very glad to see him. “I missed you. I’m sorry I couldn’t say goodbye, as soon as Myrna heard ‘Polaris’ she was ready to go.”

“It’s okay, Dez, really,” he murmured in her ear before pulling back slightly, still not letting go of her. “Don’t apologize for saving us yet again. And I figured as much when I heard her screaming at Cyrus about the key.”

“Yeah. She’s decided to move back permanently. She’s packing up her dorm now. I’ve gotta do the same.”

“Are you sure you’re up to that right now?” he asked, concerned, and she faltered. 

She wasn’t, she realized. Myrna was packing up to go back home, but that dorm was all Destiny had ever known as home. In the orphanage, she’d shared a room with ten other girls and had almost no possessions of her own. It had been the only home she’d known for eleven long years, but it had never really been hers. Her dorm and all she’d acquired to decorate it were the first things that had ever fully belonged to her. She had gold saved up, so she could buy a house. But all of a sudden, the realization that she had to leave her first real home was setting in, and she began to cry.

Malorn quickly reached up and wiped her tears away. “Hey, it’s okay. You don’t have to do it right away. Let’s go back to my place. You kind of look like you need a nap.”

“Are you sure?” she sniffed, trying to hold her voice steady. “I mean, I can just go back to my dorm. I can sleep there”

“Dez,” he said softly, tucking a stray curl behind her ear and cupping her cheek. Her heart melted a little. He'd always called her that, and he’d always been the only one who did. “I told you at your graduation that I’d be here for you. Here I am. C’mon, let me do this for you. I’ll make us some food, too. Seriously, I’m happy to.”

“Okay,” she sniffed and grabbed his hand tightly. She’d realized that she absolutely did not want to let go of him. He led her gently towards the tunnel to the Commons, on the way to Olde Town. Destiny ducked her head as everyone they passed stared at her. She hated her reputation, and hated the way everyone seemed to revere her. Everyone called her a hero, sure, and she was proud of what she’d done for the most part, but all she’d ever wanted was to fit in. When she’d first enrolled, she’d thought she finally would, but as soon as she became Ambrose’s favorite student, that dream was dashed. And even in the Spiral, her eyes and her visions still set her apart.

Malorn didn't treat her differently, though. He never had. He’d always been kind to her, and he’d always understood her. Even now, he just guided her down the familiar route to his apartment, unlocking the door and leading her inside. He led her to his bedroom without a second thought and pulled back the rumpled covers, finally releasing her hand. Her own hand felt empty now. “Sleep please, Dez,” he begged. “You’re crashing right now, I can tell.”

She couldn't argue, so she unlaced her boots, pulled off her satchel and coat, piled them on a chair with her staff, and climbed into his bed at his insistence. His sheets smelled like him, fresh grave dirt and the Wisterian cologne he’d taken a liking to after she’d gotten him a bottle as a souvenir. She closed her eyes and slipped into slumber quickly, not noticing his smile as he watched her drift off.

Dreams came, as they always did, but these ones were bad. She saw flashes of Malistaire stealing Bartleby’s eye, of the great tree’s roots drying up, and of a grove of smaller white trees that had already died, floating in the aethyr. She saw herself standing in the grove, growing roots from her feet and branches from her arms, surrounded by dead husks of all the school trees. Raven looked over the scene with a disapproving glare.

Destiny began to panic, until suddenly a voice called and she was startled awake. “Destiny, it’s okay! You were having a nightmare.”

She opened her eyes with a start to see Malorn crouched down to her eye level, his hand on her shoulder. It was dark outside the window, and he’d taken off his own shoes, hat, and outer layers. She could smell something cooking.

Realizing her cheeks were wet, Destiny sat up quickly, wiping her eyes and pushing back her now horribly tangled curls. She pulled her knees to her chest and rested her chin on them as she breathed heavily. “I’m fine. I have them a lot,” she admitted. “They’re like my visions, but they’re not always as literal. The dreams are usually more symbolic of something coming or that’s already happened, but the visions show me events exactly as they play out.”

Malorn sat down on the bed as well, looking at her sympathetically. “That sounds pretty terrifying,” he offered with a frown. 

She snorted. “Yeah. I’ve had them since I was a kid back on Earth. They weren’t so clear back then, since there wasn’t much mana, but they still made me weird. I was so excited when I came here and thought I had an explanation, but I’m still a freak. No one else has these visions, and no one knows why I do.”

“Hey, you’re not a freak. I’ve always thought your visions were cool. You’re powerful, that’s all.”

“I never wanted to be powerful. I just wanted to be normal. But everyone’s always known I’m not. They pick me out and tear me apart for it. Like, when I was a kid, I had this crush on a boy at school, and I thought he liked me, too. But one time, when I thought he was gonna kiss me under the slide, he rolled his eyes back in his head and started screaming. He was making fun of me. That’s how everyone treated me. It’s not much better coming here and having everyone still think my visions are weird, and being scared of me, or jealous that I’m Ambrose’s pet.”

She’d brought up her feelings about the subject to Malorn before, but never in depth like this. Destiny looked up and met his eyes, half expecting him to look confused or annoyed. She knew she should be grateful for being naturally gifted, but she really just wanted to be like everyone else. At this point, though, she knew full well that would never happen. 

The only thing in Malorn’s eyes, however, was kindness. He was quiet for a moment, thinking, before he began to speak. “There’s this girl who was here before you. Her name was Maria CloudCoin. She was a Diviner, and I had the biggest crush on her years ago, back before Malistaire left. Right after he did, everyone was really suspicious of his students. I mean, you saw some of it, but it was even worse early on. And she really, really thought we were going to follow in his footsteps. Right after Ambrose asked me to start teaching everyone who didn’t move to independent study, she marched right up to me and said she knew that I was recruiting new students to be in Malistaire’s evil army. She smacked me, right there in Ravenwood, and she got in really big trouble with Cyrus. I think he got her expelled. But after that, people still seemed to take her accusations seriously. Most people are over it now, and they all seem to like me well enough, but I still have to explain myself sometimes, especially since Duncan left. And I’m glad that I have this job. I like teaching young students. But I still feel like I’m carrying all this weight on my shoulders just to still be called evil. I know it’s not the same, but… I get it Dez, you know? And you never have to apologize for how you feel. Not to me.”

Destiny’s tears returned as she listened to Malorn’s story. She lowered her knees to sit cross-legged, reaching out her hands to take his. “I’m sorry, Malorn. I didn’t realize you were still dealing with that.”

“It’s not really common anymore, mostly thanks to you. People generally seem to like me now, I think. They like you, too. They’re just a little intimidated.”

Destiny sighed. “Of course they like you, you’re amazing. I don’t think they’ll come around the same way for me.”

“Sure they will. One day, everyone’s going to recognize all the amazing things I’ve always seen in you." 

“Well, thank you. I hope you’re right,” she responded simply, beginning to feel a little overwhelmed by Malorn’s confidence in her good qualities.

“I know I am,” he grinned. “They will come around. And not just because you’re beautiful, because according to Neela that’s a part of why everyone came around on me. I don’t think that’s fully true, though.”

This caught Destiny completely off guard. “You think I’m beautiful?”

“I don’t just think you’re beautiful, Dez,” he remarked so casually she thought she might die, “It's an objective fact.”

Destiny let out a high pitched laugh, trying to cover how fast her heart was beating. “Thank you for saying that, if it’s true. But what do you mean about Neela?” 

She knew exactly what he meant. Malorn was really cute, and all the novices noticed it. Neela had mentioned her classmates being jealous of Destiny and Malorn’s friendship, and Destiny had personally observed plenty of young students attempting to flirt with him. But she hadn’t realized Malorn knew about all that.

“I meant that Neela told me there are some kids that choose to be Necromancers because they think I’m cute. But seriously, I think she’s just messing with me.”

“No,” Destiny sighed, “she’s right. I’ve seen it too. It makes sense, you are really cute.”

Malorn’s tan cheeks tinged with pink, and she realized they’ve just made their position rather compromising. “Really?” he asked, suddenly very awkward, and Destiny buried her face in her palms to hide her own blush.

“Yeah, of course,” she responded, though it’s garbled a little by her hands. “You’ve got that mysterious vibe, you know? And you are good-looking.” She finally looked up to see him grinning like an idiot.

“You think so? You’re not messing with me?”

She rolled her eyes and moved again, sitting up on her knees. “Of course not. I have eyes. And I know you. How come I’m supposed to just accept that I’m beautiful, but you don’t believe you’re cute?”

He laughed, and seemed to speak before he could catch himself. “Because I and everyone else in the world have eyes, too. But I’m trying to figure out if I'm cute enough that you wouldn’t mind if I-” he cut himself off, looking embarrassed.

“If you what?” she asked, breathless as her heart skipped a beat.

“If I kissed you,” he said finally, breaking her gaze. “I’m sorry, Dez, I made it weird.”

Destiny's brain went blank. She could only stare at Malorn for a moment as she slowly processed that he was harboring the same feelings for her that she felt for him. As it finally clicked in her mind, she immediately reached up to touch his cheek. “Actually,” she began shyly, “I’d really like it if you kissed me right now.”

He instantly looked up at her, searching her eyes to make sure she was serious. When he saw that she was, he quickly leaned forward to capture her lips with his, one hand beside her on the mattress for balance as the other cupped her jaw. Her hands found their way to his jaw as well, and she smiled as she kissed him back enthusiastically.

When they finally broke the kiss, she couldn't do anything but stare into his eyes, an uncontrollable smile on her face. He seemed much the same, planting another brief kiss on her lips.

“Stay the night here,” he offered. “I made varenyky, like you showed me a few months ago. It’s all ready. And tomorrow, I’ll help you clean out your dorm. But you really deserve to just rest, and relax.”

“Oh, Malorn,” she sighed, “thank you.” She was a little overwhelmed by his care. Varenyky, cooked just like the nuns made it, had always been her favorite food, especially when she was upset. She’d shown him how to make it a little while after her defeat of Morganthe, when he’d wanted to help her cope with her guilt over Azteca and everything else. She was honored he’d remembered how to make it. 

“I really appreciate it,” she continued, “but I don’t want to impose on you. You don't have to always take care of me or anything.” She wasn’t quite sure how they stood. Was he offering out of obligation? Did he really want her to stay? Were they still just friends, or did he also want to be something more? She felt like she had to clarify. If she assumed, she could ruin everything.

“Destiny,” he snorted, taking a hold of her hands, “I offered. I told you I’m here for you, and I mean it. I like taking care of you, and I know you’d do the same for me. You’ll have to get used to this if we’re going to… well you know.”

“If we’re going to what?” she asked, her stomach fluttering. She really hoped she knew where this was going.

“Well, I’d like to ask you to be my girlfriend. And I was really hoping you’d say yes. But if you do, you’ll definitely have to get used to me taking care of you when you need it.”

Destiny beamed. She couldn't help it. “Okay, fine. I accept your terms, Ashthorn.”

He laughed. “Glad we could reach an agreement, DreamWielder.” He leaned in for another kiss, and Destiny sighed as their lips met again. The scholars were going to call her back again soon. She’d been initiated into the Arcanum. Ravenwood wasn’t her home anymore. She needed to find a new house. Myrna was leaving. Shawna wouldn't be her neighbor anymore. Everything was changing. But that didn't matter right now. This new relationship with Malorn was definitely a change, but it was a really, really good one. One she’d wanted for a long time. And she really wanted to stay like this, with him, forever.

[mewritingthingsandstuff]

My fight with Hirohito

When I moved in to another house for the week I ended up walking into the place with something that hit me like an airplane it was the most malevolent and negative energy I have ever felt in my life! As I was trying to settle I could not because of people mentioning these creepy dolls at the end of the basement of the house! I never really saw these damned dolls until I left this accursed place! That house was not normal nor an ordinary experience as the first night we were there the alarm went off mysteriously! That was the day I ended up seeing what looked like an apparition of a Japanese man committing seppuku! I was able to see the facial features of the ghost or what I thought was just a ghost and didn’t think about it until I went to bed the next night!

Early that day I got into two fights with two other friends (this was after seeing the ghost commit seppuku), that night after the fighting I realized that spiritually I was way in over my head as I was dealing with demonic entities….as being the clairvoyant that I am I found that it was the evil Japanese emperor who founded unit 731, Hirohito himself that was in the house….he was the demon from the blasts of hell! When I was talking more and more about it the more likely that I was getting out of character and that was when I realized that this was the first sign of demonic attachment that you have not possession! As they can only attach themselves to your soul!

“I for got my healing stones in my room,” I said.

So my friends ended up looking for quartz crystals that would help me until I was either cope or get out of this nasty situation! And one of them was a black quart!

This is what it can do

It is believed to help clear blockages in all 7 main chakras, allowing energy to flow freely through them. Furthermore, this stone has many additional benefits such as providing physical protection from electromagnetic frequencies and radiation exposure, as well as any black crystal is able to defend from negative or demonic energy!

To be honest I was atheist when my belief on the devil and the demons! I was not a Christian, Muslim nor Jewish so why should I be fearful what I thought was a man made idea! That was until I went to this fucking place…..

I came back a few crystals richer but I was starting to snap and yell at more and more people! Effectively blaming the ex boyfriend who cheated on me for opening this can of worms! I was not happy! My ex is named James by the way….. I still blame him for summoning Hirohito back to earth! As far as I was concerned the next few weeks were going to be critical Shamaniclady and spiritually as I had to do this battle with just a few ( quite a few) crystals now to help ward of the evil that I encountered!

Also I up on leave this house of horrors I decided to see this dolls that people were meantioning I said or repeated an incantation to protect my self as I took the picture of these dolls or the portal to hell as I called it! I am still very certain that Hirohito and many other demons are still in that house, evil people from history! And I think by me saying that mantra that I was able to close that portal to hell if not temporarily!

As you know I am a polarian starseed and my psychic abilities are bar none! But what the fuck I felt…..if you ever feel that kind of engery or emotion might I give you some advice! Fucking turn tail and run like the hell you are trying to avoid! That is all I have to say!

The creepiest part is that people didnot abandon this fucking fun house from hell!

[allibug101]

Pretty Maeve’s origin story

Maeve Élise Beaufort was born in Polaris. Her father, Emile Beaufort, was an infamous Pirate and one of Napoleguin’s top spies during the Polarian War. Maeve barely spent any time with him because he was so busy. Maeve’s mother, Adeline, was a professional ballet dancer. Her and Maeve spent so much time dancing together.

After the war, the Beauforts fled Polaris to escape the Armada. They set course for Skull Island to hide from the clockworks with the help of one of Emile’s former crew mates, Milo Graytail. However, not everyone would reach Skull Island.

During the trip, a horrible storm took Emile and Adeline’s lives, thus orphaning Maeve. For a couple of years, Milo has been raising Maeve in the dirty streets of Scrimshaw. He taught her how to speak English, pickpocket, sneak around, and learn how to use daggers in order to survive. Because of her golden blonde hair and green eyes, she was granted the title of Pretty Maeve, despite being young.

Now at the age of 15, Maeve was taken into custody by the same clockworks her family tried to flee from. All because she dueled an Armada officer for protecting Milo.

Maeve was thrown in a prison cell in one of the Armada ships. There, she met some friends to help her along the way.

Artwork by @nadohunter