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monstermaster13 · 2 years ago

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Name: Eucalyptus or Eukie for short, that's what my friends call me.

Species: I am a koala-girl just like Mel.

Gender: Female.

Theme Song: Too many songs I like to be honest I can't pick just one to be my theme song but Pagan Poetry, Skin by Madonna (anything of the Erotica, Ray of Light, or Bedtime Stories albums of hers), Weird Science, No Spill Blood, Number 1 Crush, but i'd definitely say if I could pick one it would be Slave to Love by Bryan Ferry.

Personality: Me and Eucalyptus have the same adorkable personality type only i'm a bit more chaotic and hyperfixate a lot on some of the most unusual things like for example aquariums, I will go in a pet-store just to stare at a fish-tank for several hours and I know all the names of the fish species by heart so that helps and I hyperfixate on predatorial fish which includes deep sea fish - a lot too (my mer-koala form is part lion-fish, which has a symbolic meaning for me, because...how do I put it? A lion-fish has beautiful colors but has a poisonous touch with their quills, I also have a stonefish version, the lionfish sums me up in a lot of ways I may look lovely but I can give you a nasty sting if you get too grabby, and the stonefish obviously symbolically means that you shouldn't be deceived by me for I can kill you if you're not careful).

Likes: Synth-wave, dark-synth, hanging out with my friends, my hyperfixations, going on adventures with Mel.

Dislikes: If you do so much as question my tastes or even hurt my friends for their opinions I am coming after you (don't worry, you can choose how you'd like to die), go anywhere near Mel and Matthias or Nathan and you're next.

Love interest: I don't have one yet.

Friends: Mel, Nathan, and all my friends here.

Biggest pet peeve: I can understand having different opinions than someone else but attacking my friends based on theirs...sorry pal, hope you've got a death-wish or a bucket-list of things you want to do before you pass away because i'm coming for you. Also don't you dare say anything bad about Dan Aykroyd around me or about Simon Cowell, don't you dare...if you do, chances are you might be a limb (don't worry i'll put your missing limb back on, it will come back on its own I promsie, that is if I don't decide to do my brand of surgical operations on you). Christmas With The Kranks..ugh..'watch Christmas With The Kranks' they said...'It has Dan Aykroyd in it'...they said, so I did and I hated Dan's character (Dan how could you do this to me), Blues Brothers 2000 (This made me sad, because it didn't feel like the first movie at all, it felt watered down), Scary Movie 3 (the story goes like this...Werebelushi In Shades and I were reviewing the Scary Movie franchise with Nathan, and we were watching the third movie and I saw the 8 Mile parody scene and saw my beloved Simon on there and he gets shot and that made me mad. What did he do to get shot? All he did was say he didn't like the rapper's performances and that he didn't know what he was doing there, those rappers are pussies. Ugh..thank goodness for the deleted scene version, that's way better. I know it's popular to hate Simon, but he's just doing his job), Exit to Eden (I'll only review this if I do it with Werebelushi or Mel, Oatsie won't review it with me because he doesn't like BDSM or anything involving that type of gear due to the trauma he suffered from enduring Ciel's awful drone transformations), forced mind control, overly cutesy mommy and baby stuff, diaper fetishism, suiting as a transformation method (Look if you want to be stuffed in a suit just play FNAF, any version of it, don't ruin a perfectly good transformation by putting suiting into it),

Best friends: Mel, Nathan.

Tidbit: I carry around a Crystal Head skull that can see into the future, 'he' knows and sees everything even if it's something that already happened, also he or she who controls the skull and its powers also controls the universe.

Favorite Actor: Dan Aykroyd, but I also Chris Walken, Kyle Maclachlan, Jeff Goldblum and Jeffrey Combs.

Favorite Places/Attractions: Spirit Halloween, Weta Workshop Unleashed, London Dungeon's, Centralia P.A.

Favorite Book: Any of HP Lovecraft's novels, Dune by Frank Herbert. I have a sandworm farm in my backyard. They are only small but they are growing.

Pets: My two Audrey II plants Archie and Clarabelle. Archie has a big mouth but I love him, I feed anyone who harms my friends to him or give him their blood, because I know he loves blood (Clarabelle is the opposite and doesn't like her brother doing these sort of things), I also have a sandworm and sentient furniture pets.

Favorite video game: Mortal Kombat 11, Dead By Daylight. Injustice 2, Resident Evil: Village (Moreau is my favorite, I love that lonely fish-man).

Favorite Directors: Jordan Peele, Tim Burton, John Landis, David Cronenberg, David Lynch, Joe Dante.

Favorite food: Difficult to say...I have many favorites.

Favorite color: Green, dark green in particular.

Favorite TV Show: SNL, Twin Peaks, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Grimm, Tales From The Crypt, Goosebumps, Are You Afraid of The Dark, the Grim Adventures of Billy And Mandy, Ash VS Evil Dead, Creepshow: The Series, Creeped Out, OG American Idol (Okay the contestants sucked but...come on, I am not there to see those contestants make idiots out of themselves, I came for Simon...what? I totally don't have a thing for him or anything, oh wait..of course I do), The X Factor, Britain's Got Talent, America's Got Talent (I thought I wouldn't be able to fall for 'nice Simon' as I did when he was the bitter one on American Idol but to my surprise I did, and aaaaaw...seriously, this Simon is so friendly and playful and he likes the most unusual acts). Did I mention how much I love Twin Peaks to the point that I decorated the spare bedroom in the apartment to look like the black lodge? Oh and did I mention how I learned how to speak backwards because I like how it's done in the black lodge scenes?

Hobbies: Moviemaking, making experiments. I am a film-maker for the most part and me and Mel have our own Youtube channel like Matthias/Werebelushi does where we show off our music videos and film projects, my speciality is the surreal side of things so I take inspiration from David Lynch, also I have my own special fx studio. We all have different styles of movie-making, I have a heavy Tim Burton and David Lynch influence when it comes to my style so if you like those directors you'll like my videos, and you might my 'lore videos' where I have deep dive into shows I've watched (like Buffy for example), and if you like Nightmare Fuel you'd some of my entries including my attempts at making Body Horror movies. That's something for all of you to see on the channel.

Favorite Movies: Blue Velvet, Reanimator, anything Full Moon Features makes, any Dan Aykroyd movie except for the folowing ones - Exit to Eden, North, Blues Brothers 2000, Christmas With The Kranks, GB 2016. The House With A Clock In Its Walls, Rosemary's Baby (I tricked Oatsie into watching that movie once because I noticed Oats was into babysitting and being a mommy and I told him this movie had a woman being a mommy in it, and he watched it and well..he was traumatized after he saw Rosemary being impregnated by the devil although he did admit he found Rosemary's red dress to be beautiful. Yes it is definitely my fault for traumatizing him since I admit to tricking him into watching that), RHPS (Rocky Horror is the inspiration for my 'Doctor Eucalyptus' persona, and you should see my Eddie Teddy, it's a giant frankenteddy I sometimes display in my room), Dune 1984, any Troma film, Bad Taste, Meet the Feebles, Dark Crystal, Transylvania 6-5000, The Fly (1986), The Hunger, Highway to Hell, Heriditary, Nope, Us, Get Out, Krampus, Midsommar.

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quillyleaf · 3 years ago

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A preview of what my larger aquarium can be like! (Utter chaos.)

Here’s a video that was originally intended to mainly feature one of my striped khuli loaches (the little wiggly one in the plant in the middle!), but the new algae eater was also at work in the back, and one of the two blue three spot gouramis decided to poke her head in. Finally, you can see a small (and by small I mean big in comparison to everyone else) weather loach snuffling around there. Near the middle of the video, the biggest of my weather loaches also rudely intrudes to wreak havoc from the right.

#video #algae eater #kuhli loach #loach #weather loach #gourami #aquarium #fishblr #Quill's aquarium adventures

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choimikeypark · 2 years ago

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Mermaid Tears

Azul Ashengrotto x F!Reader / F!MC

Contains: Star Tears, Description of blood, Angst

“I still can’t believe we’ve gone to countless restaurants and cafes off campus but haven’t gone to Mostro.” I laugh, taking Cater’s arm as we walk up to the mirror for Octavinelle.

“I know, right? How could we have overlooked it so long? Like, it’s almost like you’re nervous to be around the manager because you have a massive crush on him.” He winks at me.

“Shut up! I don’t know how I let you convince me to wear this. Even if Azul doesn’t see me the twins will. This is not my style of dress by any means.” I gesture to my low-cut, black, mid-length bodycon dress. At least he let me get away with flats.

“You look hot though. Plus, that’s why you have the cardigan! On top of it matching my tie I mean.” Cater smirks at me. His lavender tie does match my cardigan…. But his button up and pants aren’t skintight!

We make our way to the host station to give him our “Reservation?”

“8pm. Two for Diamond.” Cater addresses the man while I peek around what I can see from the entryway.

I’m not surprised it’s packed at dinner time on a Friday, but I am positive I’ll still be the only female here. Just me, and I’m in a matching outfit with Cater. People that don’t follow him on Magicam are going to think we’re together. We let the people vote where we should go next for our food adventure chronicles, and they chose somewhere we could look formal. What better place to go than somewhere we can boast about having exclusively as students at NRC?

We managed to snag the table with the best view of the giant aquarium beside us. The perfect backdrop for our post about the evening. Cater pulls me a bit closer as we walk by the other patrons that are staring at us a bit too hard. He pulls the seat out for me like a gentleman.

“Ignore the creepers and we’ll have fun! Who cares if they stare? We already know you look multi-thousand likes good.” Cater winks at me. “Ready to take the first photo for this post?”

“Yeah. We need to be careful though. If we look too serious, the shippers will go feral.” I shudder at the thought of another war. The last one was over if I was with Cater or Ace because I posted a photo with him.

“I think it’s cute, but whatever. Go silly and I’ll make sure to add the extra ‘besties’ tag.” He pulls out his phone and opens the camera app. “Lean in and strike a pose, MC!”

I make sure not to cover up too much of the scene behind us as I imitate his classic peace sign… At the same time he does it. He snaps a photo out of habit before realization hits us both, busting out in laughter.

“This is a cuter collab than normal. If it wasn’t already going up on my account, I’d repost it!” Cater says, wiping a tear out of his eye. “Yeah, I heard it that time. I sounded like a walking shit-post.”

I almost choke on spit with the laughter that peals out of me. “That’s amazing!”

We missed the twin pairs of eyes that watched us enter, that are still watching.

“This is sure to be an interesting night. Floyd, go by their table and see if they notice you.” Jade simpers.

Floyd makes no effort to be inconspicuous. He still isn’t noticed by MC or Cater. They’re making several poses in front of his phone. Just as Floyd is passing by MC is holding Cater’s cheek against hers, him doing duck lips, while she sticks her tongue out. Returning to Jade, he looks surprised.

“They really didn’t notice?” Jade questions.

“Both of them were too busy making goo-goo faces in the camera. We should go tell the boss-man.” Floyd continues the path toward the VIP Room.

Azul is bent over a mountain of documents per usual when they enter the room.

“Azul.” Jade greets.

“What is it? I have a lot to do tonight, as you can see.” He grits out with a tired sigh.

“Shrimpy’s here on a date!” Floyd exclaims.

Azul drops his quill. “What?”

He follows the twins back to the bar. Jade points out their table, while Floyd openly gawks at the two. Cater is trying a sip of the drink MC has just handed him, while she lets out a giggle. A waiter comes over to take their food order and that’s when Azul notices,

“They match.” He notes, dejected.

“Cater! Shut up, you’re lucky I love you!” MC laughs when the waiter walks away.

“Oh…” Azul walks back to his office before he can hear the following

“And you’re lucky I love treating my bestie to dinner!” Cater tease MC back.

“Do you think he heard that?” Floyd addresses Jade, still watching the pair.

“Maybe? Let’s see how this will play out. I’m sure he’ll talk to her about it.” Jade replies, watching Azul’s retreating form.

He locks the office door behind him after he re-enters the room. Azul sits back at his desk, pushing the stack of papers out of the way. His glasses get placed to the side before he places his face in his hands.

“I guess I waited too long to say anything to her.” A small sob escapes him. The dam having broken lets out a series of subsequent cries.

Pulling himself together several minutes later, he straightens in his chair. His wet hands look, opalescent? That can’t be right. Azul puts his glasses back on and looks again. Sure enough, the wet spots on his gloves are colored.

“What the hell is that?” He’s confused.

The next morning, Azul looks tired.

“Are you feeling alright? You look worse for wear.” Jade raises an eyebrow at him as they leave for class.

“I’m fine. I just didn’t sleep well.” He looks away.

“Were you up all night crying over Shrimpy?” Floyd looks surprised.

“Shut up, Floyd. No.” Azul quickens his pace, trying to escape the conversation.

The twins catch up with very little effort with how tall they are in comparison.

Several days later, he looks exhausted. Throwing himself in his work hasn’t helped. MC texting hasn’t helped. Avoiding MC hasn’t helped.

Every time his phone goes off, cries. If they were still just pretty streams, it wouldn’t be such an issue. They’re starting to harden.

The concept of hard, rainbowy tears sparks a faint recognition in him. Pulling out one of his textbooks, he finds it.

“Star Tear Disease” occurs when one’s love is unrequited, resulting in the sufferer to cry multi-colored tears. They’ll harden to the point the victim is crying out solid shards of crystalline tears. In most cases, they will go colorblind. In rarer, and more extreme cases, they will completely lose their vision.

‘I can’t tell anyone. This can’t get back to her. I refuse to make her feel guilty for how she feels.’

Another few days pass by where they harden more and more. His vision is going downhill quickly, and he’s bumping into things he’d normally be able to avoid. Luck has been on his side on not letting anyone find out.

“Azul, you’re clumsier these days. Are you sure you’re doing alright?” Jade asks once again, entering the lounge to prepare for opening.

“Azul’s sad~ Just like when we were little.” Floyd cackles.

“Floyd! That’s not funny!” Azul stomps off, slamming his office door behind him. His phone pings in his pocket as he removes his jacket.

MC The Pearl

Hey, are you doing okay? I feel like you’ve been avoiding me… I’m sorry if I did something wrong. I’m also sorry if I’m reading too much into this. I know you’re a very busy guy. Check in if you get a chance, yeah? I miss you, Azul.

The tears made distinct tinkling noises as they shattered against the ground.

The next day, he tries to sneak by MC and Cater on his way to hide in his office during the lunch period. He’s about to turn the corner for the Hall of Mirrors when he’s spotted.

“Azul?” Her honey voice says his name. He turns the corner and slides into the restroom to hide.

“Azul? Where’d he go?” MC’s voice continues just outside the door.

“Don’t worry, he’ll talk to you! Be positive! Maybe he just didn’t see us… OR hear you…” Cater laughs nervously.

“That’s… not exactly helpful…” Her voice trails away.

Azul calls sick into his classes the following two days, hiding in the VIP Room instead. Paperwork is piling up with him able to see less and less as time goes on. He’s struggling to read the numbers on a sales report when Jade joins him after classes lets out on the second day.

“I saw MC today. She was asking about you. She said you haven’t spoken to her in

almost two weeks.” Jade watches confused as Azul struggles with the page in front of him.

The mention of her name has him upset. His lip trembles as he tries to keep it together in front of Jade.

“Why have you been avoiding her? Have you even asked her if she was in a relationship?” Jade presses, pulling out his phone to pull up Magicam.

He has the post from that night pulled up when he hears Azul sniffle, followed by several noises of glass breaking. Jade looks up to see rainbow-colored slivers and shards on the desk. Following them upward to confirm their source, he sees thin trails of blood streaking down Azul’s face.

“You have star tears? You need to talk to her before it’s too late. I assure you it’s a misunderstanding.” Jade tells Azul, concerned.

Azul takes a deep breath before responding. “It’s already too late. Even better? I’m one of the unlucky ones. I’m fucking blind.”

“Do you want me to go get her?” Jade asks.

“No! I don’t want her to know it’s over her. I don’t want her to feel guilty for how she feels.” He sighs.

“I suppose this is a bad time to tell you they’re friends only. The caption on the photo they uploaded said “Classy matching besties” with the hash tag TheFoodChroniclesofCayCayAnd(n/n)” Jade rubs the back of his neck. Translation: The Food Chronicles of Cay-Cay and (n/n)

“They’re just friends?” Azul’s soul is crushed.

News of Azul’s condition spread like wildfire. It’s a week after he lost his vision that Floyd throws the door of his office open, slamming it against the wall. Azul squeaks and flinches at the sudden abrupt noise.

Jade looks up from where he was going over the last of the backlogged work with Azul. “Floyd, why do you look so worried?”

“Azul! I just saw Shrimpy crying those glass things Jade saw you with!” Floyd shouts.

“...What?” Azul is dumbfounded. “Take me to her! I can’t let this happen to her!”

Floyd helps Azul to where he last saw MC. She’s still sitting in the courtyard, reading her mystery novel. He stops in front of her and nudges Azul in the side. “She’s right here.”

“MC! Floyd told me you’re crying the crystal tears! Who is it? We need to try to fix it before it’s too late!” He cries out, her attention snapping up to him, shocked.

“It’s fine, Azul. It doesn’t matter. I need to head back to Ramshackle and do homework with Grim.” She shuts her book, standing to grab her backpack before walking away.

The twins watch her leave in astonishment and Azul is beside himself with worry.

“How did she look?” Azul asks.

“Her eyes look extremely raw and irritated. Who knows how long she’s had this going on without getting noticed?” Jade answers.

They spend the next four days, all three of them, trying to get MC to confess. At every turn she’s brushed it off, saying she’s fine. There’s nothing to be done about it.

After school on the fifth day, the twins pass MC as she’s once again reading in the courtyard. Trying to read really. Her eyes are squinted, and her brow is furrowed. Jade goes immediately to get Azul, while Floyd goes up to MC. He at least wants a reason for why she won’t tell them who it’s over.

“You’re going blind just like Azul! You’re not just colorblind! Why won’t you just say something?!” He comes in hot.

“It’s fine, Floyd. It’s not a big deal.” I sigh, placing the book to the side to squint up at Floyd instead.

“You need to tell whoever it is!” Floyd demands.

“Why do you guys care so much that I have this?! I’ve come to terms with it.” I tell him, frustrated at having to repeat myself yet again.

He huffs, bending to be in my face. He looks mad and just as he’s about to say something, we hear Azul call out. He and Jade are almost to us when he speaks.

“MC please, it’s getting bad. At least tell me why you won’t confess.” Azul begs.

“It really doesn’t matter. I’m fine with this. I accept my fate.” I have to get out of here. It’s harder to hold it together when he’s around. It’s hard enough just hearing his name.

“Please! I can’t let you do this!” Azul breaks down.

I thought I was saving him hurt by not telling him, but I’m hurting him anyway. I don’t want to tell him the truth but, they’re not going to leave me alone until they either get an answer or I go blind, so fuck it. “Fine…. It’s you, Azul. You were avoiding me, and this started happening. It isn’t your fault that this is happening to me. I know you went blind over someone. You love someone. I’m fine with this. I accept my fate.”

“I went blind over you. I thought you were in a relationship with Cater” He responds immediately. “You don’t have to suffer anymore. I love you, MC. It was always you. I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want you to feel guilty.”

An ugly sob leaves me as the weight of his words sinks in. Shit! I cover my eyes quickly so the shards can’t be seen leaving me. But… There aren’t any. I wipe at my eye to inspect and there’s nothing solid and no blood. They’re clear again!

“PLEASE TELL ME IT ISN’T STILL HAPPENING!” Azul panics.

“You can’t see this… Right… No, it isn’t happening. They’re actually normal. They’re wet and don’t hurt anymore! It stopped!! HOLY SHIT, YOU LOVE ME AND WENT BLIND BECAUSE OF ME! I’M SO SORRY! I KNOW I CAN’T MAKE IT UP TO YOU, BUT IS THERE ANYTHING I CAN DO TO APOLOGIZE?” I take his hand, freaking out.

“Be with me? Even if all I can do is hear your voice and feel your touch, I’d be happy… I understand if you don’t want someone completely blind. It’ll be hard learning how to live like this and needing help, but if it was you at my side, it’d be worth it.” He grips my hand back, with a nervous smile.

“Of course I will, you silly octopus. I love you! I do need to see an eye doctor and get glasses before I can help in your office though.”

#azul ashengrotto x reader #star tears

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quillsanddaydreams · 3 years ago

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⟶ character(s): Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Ginny Weasley.

⟶ author’s note: I loved writing this so much! So I'm hoping you enjoy it as well. What would dates with these Golden Era Characters include?

⟶ warning(s): mentions of food and alcohol, some innuendos, gender neutral!reader (pronouns aren't used)

˗ˏˋ fred weasley ´ˎ˗

It’s a well known fact that Fred isn’t a cheesy guy but he will definitely be willing to try out things just to see you smile. Showing up at your door casually, in his all too comfortable jacket and a pair of jeans— his grin could make the strongest feel weak. Presenting you with some vibrant flowers picked up on the way from a shop that caught his eye, never quite forgetting to compliment your look… He would wrap an arm around your shoulders while walking down the street; he didn’t like holding hands after all.

The place the two of you would pick would usually be a small place you two found that sold great food. Your smile would be wide the whole evening, talking, laughing. Fred would tell you about his latest inventions, you about things you were up to. There is always something beautiful about time you spent with him.

˗ˏˋ george weasley ´ˎ˗

One of the major differences between Fred and George was that while Fred liked casual relationships, George was a bit of a romantic. He would be the kind of person who would look at you like you held his sky if he started to love you. Late night dates under the stars with a bottle of wine and some cheese would be far too common for they are ever dream-like and George would have an excuse to hold you close for hours on end.

Spending time together cooking, talking and laughing along as delicious smells eloped the kitchen, George loved to nuzzle his head into your shoulder as you would stir food on the stove. Movie nights would be frequent as well, you would watch old muggle films together eating greasy pizzas and marshmallows later. You both would be fast asleep by the time the movie ended and smile a little in the morning getting up from the tangled mess you two created.

˗ˏˋ hermione granger ´ˎ˗

Everyone thought Hermione Granger as someone with their nose far too deep into books to be any fun. While the former was true, the latter proved to be far far away from reality. Dates with Hermione regularly felt like a breath of fresh air. She loved traveling in general and visiting a new place each time seemed like the constant. Museums, palaces, aquariums, view points on mountains… you would lose count of places you went with her.

She would hold your hand throughout, liking how it fit in perfectly with hers— kissing your cheek out of the blue would be something she adored doing. Telling you the history of the place, random facts that caught her eye would never let you be bored. Dancing with her was one of the activities you loved doing the most. Afterall it was the time she would actually let loose, laughing wide with all her teeth showing as you would twirl her around; she looked nothing less than perfect then.

˗ˏˋ draco malfoy ´ˎ˗

For Draco, love had always been going to the fanciest of restaurants, bars and parties. So when he started dating you, he’d do the same— taking you to the most expensive places in town, treating and spoiling you to no end. You, on the other hand, found it stuffy. Never quite being able to let loose, talk appropriately the entire time. One day, you decided to plan a date yourself. It wasn’t much; just a beautiful lake you’d found to have a picnic near. Draco had been mildly surprised, but quickly understood why you chose such.

It was like he was free, he could laugh as stupidly as he might want, tell cringey jokes loudly— you never quite judged. Moreover the skinny dipping later seemed like the cherry on the top of it all. Draco didn’t stop smiling all evening, pulling you close and kissing you as much as he could. Your dates with him certainly transformed much after that.

˗ˏˋ ginny weasley ´ˎ˗

The youngest Weasley was in plain words, a jock. She never quite liked the term for it always reminded her of big burly men, but even she couldn’t refuse that she was fairly an adrenaline junky. Dates with her always seemed some form of adventure; carnivals, dirt bike riding, paintball fights, trampoline parks… you name it. You couldn’t ever refuse it was always a pleasure to test out your limits and furthermost, see a laugh on Ginny’s face.

It made you indecisive, choosing between what was better— the actual dates or what came after, when the two of you would just fall into the bed with a loud thump, holding each other and talking in a hush. You had collected thousands of memories with her that way, each one better than the last.

⟶ as for the taglist: I don’t make taglists, I have a blog @from-my-quill which is updated whenever I post fanfiction. You could have the notifications on for it and it will work just like me tagging you.

⟨⟨REBLOGS AND FEEDBACK ARE APPRECIATED⟩⟩

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hyba · 4 years ago

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T A G : Elements

Tagged by @kosmosian-quills for this game, which is once again one that is very new to me! Thanks so much for thinking of me for so many fun tag games ^^

AIR

i find the sound of leaves rustling soothing / i love the night sky / i love watching birds / i prefer carbonated drinks / i enjoy waking up to see the sunrise/ winter is my favorite season / i love reading / i chat with friends all the time / i find joy in learning

FIRE

i prefer caffeinated drinks / my humor is very sarcastic / i love having pets / i am not afraid of adventure / i love to talk to strangers / i love spicy food / i have candles and fairylights all over my space / summer is my favorite season / i’m always playing music

WATER

i like wearing things that make noise / i love the bustle of the city / i have more than one set of piercings / i read poetry / i love the sound of rain / i want to travel the world / spring is my favorite season / i have an aquarium or terrarium / i rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia / i meditate

EARTH

i‘m a good listener / i enjoy doing the laundry / i like growing plants / i am calm in emergencies / my humor is very cheerful / i believe in true love / i love the chill of mountain air / i prefer quiet / autumn is my favorite season

AETHER

i make my own artwork / i an very intuitive / i always know true north / i see beauty in everything / i can always smell flowers / i enjoy thunderstorms / i have an excellent sense of time / i love myths and legends / i spend a lot of time daydreaming

Guess I’m more of an airhead XD Thanks again! This was fun.

I’ll keep the tag open to whoever wants to play ^^

#writeblr #writers #writers of tumblr #writer #amwriting

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ateitriestowrite · 6 years ago

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Emily is the shade under a tree, she's the clinking of a porcelain cup lowered onto its plate. Emily is shadows in the night and muffled laughter, she's winter clothes, the pleasant chill of the lake water in the summer, the sound of footsteps on dead leaves. Emily is feet on the table, sleepless restless nights, the flapping of a hummingbird's wings, yellow daisies in tall vases, she is soft fur rugs and cold hands, knowing looks and good grades. She is the misty grey moment right before dawn, she's armchairs and colorful socks, she's bare feet on cold tiles and the smell of toast for breakfast. She is starry nights and even breaths, fantasy books, warm tears, a raised eyebrow, thick scarves, too many thoughts and dark memories best left alone. She's clean sheets, shivering with cold, concentrated frowns, the feeble rays of sun on a winter morning. Emily is smooth pebbles, the last day of school before the holidays, chocolate-chip cookies, orange juice, kept secrets, she's warm showers with bad singing, secret smiles, the patter of rain on the window pane, sitting by the fireplace with an old book, she's pressed flowers and cozy pijamas, startled screams and accidental naps, she is the smell of rain before a thunderstorm, hot chocolate and burnt tongues.

Pansy is cutting remarks, a lipstick stain on a napkin, tiny diamonds, she's the unforgiving sun on the hottest day of the summer. She's manicured nails and shrill laughter, disapproving looks and sharp smirks. She's brunch-time gossip and tight dresses, the sound of champagne being uncorked and the bubbles simmering in the glasses. Pansy is brushing tears away, fixing makeup and going out with head held high, sleeping masks and the sound of heels on marble stairs, she's the echo of a single voice in the drifty entrance hall of a manor. She is a fake taste for classical music, she is eyerolls, shiny counters and ornate mirrors, unlit cigars and parisian streets, silent family dinners, letters in fancy handwriting, dainty cats and red roses. Pansy is smiles and excuses for not doing her homework, tightly pressed lips, a heady scent of floral perfume, fashion magazines and detective stories. She is challenges, the deep purple of antique sofas, going a bit too far, a bit too fast. She is sarcastic pet names and iced-over ponds in the winter. She is big sunglasses, family secrets inherited like heirlooms, tarot cards and yellowing postals, burning glares and chilly silences. She is white butterflies and fluffy clouds, the feeling of doning on a winter coat just retrieved from an old trunk. She is venomous snakes, licking cream off your fingers, weaponized seduction, pearl necklaces and the smell of morning coffee. She is lace panties and no bra, sushi at a wedding, perfect eyeliner, will kill a man if provoked and her hands will only shake slightly afterwards, she is the feeling of sharing an invented secret language with your best friend. Pansy is the clear water of a lake in spring, she is a pretty pink book kept hidden in plain sight containing poison recipes, she is manipulation and creating one's own luck, she is protecting younger girls from assholes at parties, she is the unfortunate knowledge that comes from first-hand experiences, she is cute picnics on a hill and strawberries, she is sharing rape-escape techniques and sharp hexes with younger girls, she is spoilers and broken hearts, dangerous smiles and fierce friendship.

Draco is blue sweaters, red noses, perfectly brewed tea and the first snowfall of the winter. He is the smell of mint and sweets, he is lying on the floor and dramatic storytelling, icy stares and childish tantrums, new quills and unconditional love for parents. He is the woosh of an arrow piercing through the air, clawfoot bathtubs, snowy owls, silver rings and tailored suits. He is hunger for knowledge and perfection, big leather-bound books, hidden things at the bottom of suitcases. He is the feeling of being at the wedding of people you don't care about, he is the sound of footsteps on gravel driveways and coughs in the silent dormroom at night. He is waltz dancing and shiny shoes, top grades and the crippling need to please, he is raised chins and soft hair, unsure words and the need for reassurance. He is mixed signals and self-esteem issues, he is the sound of the frogs singing by the pond during summer evenings. Draco is string music and fog on windows, he is bubble baths and slippery floors. He is the texture of old oak furniture and clean feathers. He is the taste of chocolate, the taste of an ice cube, he is long trainrides and sidelong glances. Draco is christmas carols and premeditated decisions, he is petty arguments and dark circles under the eyes. He is the sea the day after a stormy night, relaying secrets and resting heads on laps.

Blaise is easy grins, slow strolls with light chatter, he is the smell of freshly-cut grass, he is washing ink from fingers, the texture of the foam floating on the sea waves. He is passing without studying and flirting without trying, he is searching eyes and understanding the unspoken. Blaise is the soft candlelight at night, careless beauty, practiced confidence. He is crimson red silk and the feeling of standing on the cusp of a mountain, of sitting on dry parched earth, he is the cutting winter wind, he is a vague fear of the dark, polished pianos, taking advantage of rumors. Blaise is secrets better left unknown, he is guarded heart and free laughs in the safety of the girls' dorm during sleepovers. He is layered sentences and poorly disguised distaste. He is interior-design magazines and bold choices, he is the feeling of watching fish swimming at the aquarium, hummed songs and Byron poems.

Daphne is scattered white flowers in the soft spring grass, she is pretty dresses, she is always knowing the latest gossip and lots of friends. She is multitasking and giving good advice, the soft smell of shampoo, cute hairstyles, big dogs, protective-older-sister spirit. She is softness mistaken for naivety, kindness mistaken for foolishness, embraced beauty mistaken for vanity. She is icecream and the refusal to feel ashamed for having good sex, she is ten ongoing conversations with ten different people about ten very different topics at the same time. She is summer holidays and family nights, she is a strange and unwarranted loneliness that creeps into the chest around midnight, she is the texture of flower petals, of new parchment, she is braiding friends' hair and talking about boys and keeping the conversation going. She is insecurities whispered only to the closest of friends while curled up in bed together, she is the sound of shouted guesses during charades, the sound of bare feet on wooden floors, dancing with her sister in their nightgowns. Daphne is bedtime stories and lullabies, romance novels and horror movies. She is soft cheek kisses, sun-freckled noses, loyalty, the feeling of waking up in a good mood. She is stargazing on a clear night. She is small details and fitting in effortlessly, she is laughing until your stomach hurts and crying at emotional scenes.

Millie is sturdy trees during a storm, the reliable sound of the clock ticking, she is hard-earned thick skin and learnt self-love. She is the sound of pebbles sinking into a calm lake, a curious lioness prowling around her domains. Millie is unapologetic truths and suffering no fools, she is peaceful autumn nights and warm breeze. She is listening with an open heart and saying harsh truths, she is adventure books and reading in bed, a good head on broad shoulders to cry upon, quiet laughter and hard-to-earn trust. Millie is solid arguments and paint-stained hands, shrewd looks and resilience. She is fresh snow and fulfilled bucket-lists. She is all the colors of autumn, white roses, drawing on fogged mirrors and the smell of freshly sharpened pencils.

Tracey is restless fingers and smudged glasses, she is rainy days and cuddling under a pile of blankets in the winter. She is deep green and bright blue, adhd, dog-eared books and spooning with her boyfriend. She is swirls in the water, soap bubbles, borrowed too-big sweaters and motivational quotes, ink-stained essays, anxiety, permanently cold feet and lip gloss. Tracey is watching condensation drops race each other on the car window, close circle of friends, whispered i love yous, forgetting to have breakfast, cult films, fried eggs and coffee. She is the sound of pacing on the carpet, soft drizzle, quiet huffs of laughter and a flock taking flight.

#poetic nonsense #harry potter #writing #slytherins #feat. my oc #pansy parkinson #draco malfoy #blaise zabini #daphne greengrass #millicent bulstrode #tracey davis #i create as i speak

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ao3feed-loki-tv · 3 years ago

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by MonsegnorSnek

Casey just wanted to go back to the TVA (and maybe wanted to know what a fish was), then why was everyone treating him like he's some hostile Variant?

Or in which nobody really know what the Hel happened in the ending of Loki Episode 6 but instead of being reset along with the whole TVA, Casey was swept off in his own adventures through the not-so Sacred Timeline because of his habit of bringing a paperweight in his pockets (AKA the Infinity Stones).

Words: 1532, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Loki (TV 2021), Thor (Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Casey (Loki TV), Loki (Marvel), Mobius M. Mobius, Hunter B-15 (Marvel), Kid Loki (Loki TV), Sylvie (Loki TV), Alligator Loki (Loki TV), Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Odin (Marvel), Frigga | Freyja (Marvel), Peter Parker, Peter Quill, Stephen Strange, Nick Fury

Additional Tags: Time Travel, Dimension Travel, Humor, Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Stephen Strange is not amused, Confused Loki (Marvel), everyone is confused, Thor Needs a Hug (Marvel), Thor is a Good Bro (Marvel), casey being casey, Casey is confused, Casey casually destroying canon in his wake while being the wholesome and adorable man that he is, Casey didn't sign up for this but he's here for the ride, What's a fish?, Casey just wants to see an aquarium, don't take this seriously, no beta we die like loki

#IFTTT #ao3feed #Loki TV AO3 feed

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ao3feed-frigga · 3 years ago

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Casey's Misadventures on the Not-So Sacred Timeline

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3mrLqU3

by MonsegnorSnek

Casey just wanted to go back to the TVA (and maybe wanted to know what a fish was), then why was everyone treating him like he's some hostile Variant?

Words: 1532, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Loki (TV 2021), Thor (Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3mrLqU3

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #frigga

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quillyleaf · 3 years ago

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Water’s a bit dirty from just being changed, but have some hungry platies! (”Hungry,” as in, “we just ate and our tummies are full but More Food Plz”)

#Quill's Aquarium Adventures #platy #fish #fish tank #with a small cameo from Captain the Betta!#aquarium #video #lklsdkgjsldg the music and text are so simple but shhh #this is made with a free program

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quilloftheclouds · 4 years ago

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I have discovered my money sink. For some people, it’s videogames. Or neat toys. Or accessories. Or make-up.

For me, it’s new fish. XD

I COULDN’T RESIST THOUGH, LOOK HOW PRETTY HE IS!!!

Quill’s Aquarium Adventures - Update #8

His name is Poseidon! As according to my brother, the Percy Jackson series fanatic, all of my bettas must have Greek god names. XD He’s a really uniquely coloured half-moon! Almost like a blue mustard, but he has a lighter blue and paler cream fins with black ribs!

Unfortunately, my dwarf frogs passed away a while ago. :c They ended up being too picky eaters to work with my community tank setup, and just... stopped eating without me realizing. ;n; But now I know not to keep them again, and I’m gonna do my best to take good care of my new fish!

LIKE LUCY. Lucy is my second weather loach, who I got because Losie (my male weather loach) was looking sad without a friend, and loaches are very social apparently. AND THEY’RE SO HAPPY TOGETHER, LOSIE IS SO MUCH MORE ACTIVE AND THEY SPAZZ SWIM ALL OVER THE PLACE TOGETHER. It’s beautiful. ;u;

I also have a bit of a new tank setup! I have two tinier tanks for my betta males (but don’t worry, I change the water everyday and monitor their temperatures well ^^), and I put a peace lily at the top of my 10 gallon! you can also see I’m rooting a silver bay aglaonema leaf in Ares’ tank. XD The lighting placement is temporary (as well as where the wires are), just until I can get a better light for them all. I’m also hoping to snatch up some new underwater plants when the local store restocks them!

#Quill's aquarium adventures #aquarium #tank #fish tank #fish #betta #betta fish #weather loach #dojo loach #loach #tank setup #ares #athena #losie #lucy #poseidon

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andrewmoocow · 7 years ago

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Clod on the Run chapter 2: Suffragette Beach City (originally posted on May 21, 2017)

The Guardians of the Galaxy were zooming through the galaxy for their newest job. They were hired by Yellow and Blue Diamond of the Gem Homeworld to hunt down a traitorous Peridot on Earth. Star-Lord was flying their ship while jamming out to Brandy (You’re a Fine Girl) by Looking Glass, Rocket was preparing his surplus of weapons for an eventual battle, Drax was giving Groot a trim and Gamora was just sitting quietly. “Hey G, what’s up?” Star-Lord said turning around to his emerald crewmate. “You’ve been pretty quiet lately since we met the Diamonds, but I guess that’s pretty normal for you.”

Gamora could only groan as she finally spoke. “Do you really want to know guys?” All of the others were curious. “Come on Gamora, we are your friends.” Drax said. “I am Groot.” Groot added. “Yeah, what they said!” Star-Lord replied.

“Alright, you got me.” Gamora stated. “I’ve actually met one of the Diamonds.” The gang could believe what they just heard. “It was before I met all of you, when I was one of Thanos’ minions.”

“Lord Thanos, we are approaching Earth as we speak.” a grey-skinned alien in a black cloak announced to his master. He was Corvus Glaive, member of the Black Order and right hand man of Thanos the Mad Titan. The titan in question was a muscular, intimidating purple alien clad in blue and gold clothing. “Very good Corvus.” the overlord thanked his minion. “I wish to speak with the Diamond controlling this planet and see if the Authority is willing to ally with me.”

“Thanos came to Earth seeking to gain the Gem Homeworld’s trust, but we all know he would’ve betrayed them.” Gamora narrated. By the Mad Titan’s side were three humanoid alien warriors. One was Gamora herself while the other two were a blue-skinned woman with prominent cybernetics and a dark-skinned man with piercing blue eyes. They were Nebula and Korath, Gamora’s two adopted siblings.

“I want you three on guard in case anyone gets suspicious. In that case, attack and kill anyone who dare try to oppose me.” the Dark Lord ordered to his three assassins. “Yes master.” the trio complied. The aliens then touched down on an ancient cloud arena where they came face to face with many Gems of different shapes, sizes, colors and types. “Do not be alarmed.” Nebula announced. “We are here for Pink Diamond.”

“Allow me visitors.” a Gem stepped forward. She was a tall lanky one with flowing pink hair and her gemstone on her midsection. “I am Pearl, Pink Diamond’s servant.” The Pearl extended her hand forward. “I am Thanos of the Titanians. I request an audience with your superior.” Thanos introduced himself to Pearl. “Yes sir, right this way.”

Pearl led Thanos and his children through a crowd of nervous looking Gems to a large pink palanquin where another Gem clad in pink clothing sat. She was guarded by two other Gems, one with orange skin, white hair & her gemstone for a nose and the other was very humanlike in appearance with pink ringlets. “Salutations visitor.” The larger Gem said from her palanquin. “Who are you and what brings you here?”

“Greetings Pink Diamond, I am Thanos of Titan.” Thanos greeted Pink Diamond as he stepped forward, bowing while his minions kneeled. “I have come to your planet wishing to form an alliance with the Great Diamond Authority.” Pink Diamond rose from her palanquin as her two guard followed behind. “Please state your reasoning.” the Diamond spoke.

“You see, I have been hunting for six ingots of awesome power known as the Infinity Stones.” Thanos explained as he brought up a hologram of the artifacts in question. The Stones were of multiple colors ranging from blue, yellow, red, purple, green and orange. “These stones represent a different part of the universe and when brought together with the Infinity Gauntlet, would grant the user godlike abilities.”

All of the Gems present were intrigued by the visitor’s proposition, except for the orange guard. “I don’t like this.” she said.” “You’ll probably just betray and shatter us all!” She tried to attack Thanos but was stopped by her companion. “Jasper, please don’t provoke him!” she cried. “No Rose, we have to protect Pink Diamond!”

“Silence orange fool,” Thanos ordered Jasper. “Your attitude is like a pouty child! Now remain silent or I will have to end you.” Gamora, Nebula, Korath and Corvus pointed their weapons as she shouted “ATTACK!”

The Gems within the arena followed her orders and summoned their weapons. “Very well.” Thanos answered as he snapped his fingers, summoning his army of Chitauri, Sakaarans & Deviants and unleashed them on the arena. The battle was long and hard, with many Gems poofed or shattered during the conflict. Eventually Thanos won after he poofed both Rose Quartz and Jasper.

“I am appalled at such disrespect coming from a servants of the Diamonds!” Thanos boomed in disgust as he handed the gemstones to Pearl. “Forget the alliance, I will find the Stones myself.” He motioned his assassins to follow him as he departed the arena. “Mark my words Pink Diamond, when I gain ultimate power you will be the first to fall.”

“Later on, we received news that Pink Diamond was shattered by one of her own Rose Quartz but Thanos took it as a sign of surrender and remains enemies with Homeworld to this day.”

Gamora finished her story as the Guardians sat there completely stunned. “Jesus.” Peter said. “Hey Quill, did you turn on autopilot?” Rocket asked. “I don’t know, I thought you did.”

That’s when they all realized they were going to crash. “What did you do you idiot?!” Rocket exclaimed as the ship fell downward, catching on fire in the process. “I don’t know, I just got distracted by Gamora’s story!”

“Don’t even think about using that excuse!” Rocket shouted back. “My friends, it has been an honor adventuring alongside you.” Drax proclaimed. “If I die here, then I will die with all of you by my side!” He then pulled Rocket and Gamora close, hugging them incredibly tightly much to their chagrin. “Let go of me you moron!” Rocket exclaimed as he tried to wriggle out of the destroyer’s grasp. “Let my muscles be your shield!”

As the Milano dived closer to the ground, Peter took the wheel and tried to steer them away from their grisly fate, but it was too late.

The Milano was reduced to a pile of scrap metal when it crashed, but luckily nobody died. Peter was the first to awaken. “Oh geez what a fall.” He groaned getting up. “Anyone okay? Raise your hand if your head is still attached.” Groot excitedly raised his hand. “I am Groot!” he cheered as he got up. “Yeah, we’re still conscious Quill.” Rocket said as he popped out of Drax’s tight hug. “Looks like Drax’s abs did save us after all.”

“Yes, my abs are heroes!” Drax shouted as he released Gamora from his grasp. “You know, we could’ve survived crashing if Peter turned on the autopilot beforehand!” Gamora shouted. “Hey, don’t go blamin’ me here G!” Peter said trying to avoid getting in trouble. “Rocket was the one who did it!”

Rocket got angry at Quill trying to place the blame on him and pulled out a rocket launcher. “So I’m to blame for your idiocy?” Rocket barked. “Y'know what, screw Peridot! We’re taking you back to the Diamonds so you can get jammed into the human zoo when we get the ship fixed!”

Star-Lord then pulled out his laser pistol in retaliation. “Not if I bring you in first!” The two aimed their weapons at each other when Groot tried to break up the fight. “I am Groot, I am Groot!” The tree exclaimed as he pushed the two away from one another. Rocket sighed. “Groot’s right, kickin’ each others asses wouldn’t help us get rich.” He then put away his rocket launcher and tried to apologize. “Sorry for lashing out Pete, I guess we were both the idiots here.”

“Apology accepted Rocket.” Peter said ruffling his fur. “Now where can we find some new parts for the Milano?” Groot then pointed towards what looked like a barn in the distance. “I am Groot!” he said. “That’ll do.” Star-Lord said.

The group made their way to the barn, which looked much different from the typical barn. There was a silo jutting out the side, a pickup truck above the entrance with a TV in the back and a small pool near it. “Oy, what a dump.” Rocket said looking at it. “I mean, this place looks like a hodgepodge of useless crap!” Everybody else was quick to agree as they went inside when suddenly they were attacked by several armed drones, but Rocket shot them all down.

In the barn, they were met with what seemed to look like art like a broken tape recorded with a bow on it, a simple leaf taped to a rock and a lineup of toilets. “Is anyone here?” Drax asked around.

“Hey guys check it out, it’s a bunch of toilets!” Star-Lord called pointing at the toilets, laughing. “Very cheeky Quill, but we need to find a way to search for our target.” Rocket said examining the silo that was turned into a makeshift aquarium. There weren’t any fish except for a green alien creature with white stuff coming out of a hole in its neck. “Hate to be that guy. Wonder what happened to him.”

“Hey everyone, I found a vehicle that can get us somewhere!” Gamora called from outside. The other Guardians rushed outside to find her driving a tractor and not doing so good. “It may be slow, but it’ll do.” she said.

“I like your idea Gamora, but it’s gonna need a few modifications.” Rocket stated. “Groot, do we have any spare parts from the Milano that haven’t been destroyed in the crash?” Groot immediately saluted and charged towards the wreckage. “Heh, dis gonna be a cakewalk.” the animal smirked as he placed his hands behind his head. “Oh, are we having cake?” Drax asked.

The Guardians were now on their way to their destination on the tractor, which was now souped up with a turbo engine. They were zooming through the highway, past a pizza-themed car with a few teenagers driving it. “What’d I tells ya gang, this gonna be a piece of cake!” Rocket exclaimed as the wind rushed through his fur. “You said there was cake, but I don’t see anything!” Drax shouted. “I’ll explain later Drax, right after we become rich!” Rocket replied.

Suddenly, the engine broke down and the gang were stuck in front of a sign. “I thought the turbo engine was intact when we crashed.” Star-Lord said. “But the good news is the sign here must mean something good.” The crew got off the tractor and walked around the sign to see that it read ‘Welcome to Beach City.’

“Beach City, eh?” Star-Lord said. “Looks like we might have some fun in the sun when we finish our mission.” The Guardians then looked forward at the town. It looked pretty standard for a seaside town with a boardwalk and amusement park, but one feature they took notice of was a large hill with a stone hand sticking out the side. “Well guys, let’s get cracking.”

The Guardians walked through the streets as they got odd looks from the locals wondering why a cowboy was hanging out with a green girl, a shirtless man, a raccoon and a tree. “You think we look out of place here?” Gamora asked. “I don’t know, maybe it’s because we look like a bunch of freaks!” Peter exclaimed. “We might be tracked down by the government or become topics of crazy conspiracy theorists!”

“Yeah, especially people like that one.” Rocket added pointing to a small child with an onion-like head staring blankly at them. “What’re you lookin’ at kid? Scram!” The child continued to stare at them until he turned and ran, dropping a map from his pocket along the way. “Well that was oddly convenient.” Rocket said as he picked the map and opened it, revealing several locations circled with red marker.

“Okay, listen up folks.” Star-Lord announced looking over the map. “We’re gonna comb the town for our target and we won’t stop until the job is done. Also from now on we’ll be using codenames. You can address me as Eagle One.”

He then gestured towards Drax. “Drax, codename Been There Done That.” Then he moved to Gamora. “Gamora is Currently Doing That.” After trying to high-five her and failing, he pointed at Groot. “Groot is It Happened Once in a Dream.” Finally he pointed towards Rocket who was crossing his fingers. “Rocket is…..Eagle Two.”

“Oh thank God.” Rocket sighed in relief. “So where do we go from here Quill?” He started pointing at various locations on the map. “How about this,” Star-Lord stated. “Groot goes to the donut shop here.” Before he could finish, Groot was already charging to the donut shop. “Guess somebody loves donuts.”

“Rocket, you go the amusement park.” Rocket got a bit excited, wondering about how much junk he could get from there. “Drax, you search the boardwalk and Gamora & I will search the boardwalk. As the legendary Fred Jones once said, let’s split up gang!”

They all dispersed as a curly-haired woman wearing glasses and a short black man watching them turned towards each other. “Say, didn’t that cowboy look a bit like Danny from Fields and Relaxation?” the woman asked.

Groot had already made his way to the big donut when he noticed the large donut sign that read “Big Donut.” Walking inside, he met an orange-skinned teenager with a red mohawk-like haircut and rather peculiar earlobes. “Welcome to the Big Donut, how can I…..” the boy began to speak before realizing that he was speaking to a giant tree thing. “I am Groot.” Groot said. “Nice to meet you Groot, I’m Lars.” the boy, now named Lars greeted nervously. “I am Groot.” Groot replied. “I know that, and I am Lars.” Lars answered.

The exchanges of “I am Groot” and “I am Lars” went on for a while until a short girl around Lars’ age came out of the back door.

“Hey Lars, what’s up?” the girl asked. “This guy came in and all he can say is 'I am Groot!'” Lars replied. “Here, let me talk to him.” The girl walked up to Groot and began to introduce herself. “Hi there uh…Groot, I’m Sadie.” she greeted. “I’m pretty sure you already know about Lars here.”

Groot extended his hand to Sadie. “I am Groot.” he said shaking her hand. “Hey buddy, can you move outta the way?” a voice asked. When Groot turned around, it was an old man with a mustache and sunglasses talking to him. “Yeah I’m talking to ya Deku Tree, you’re holdin’ up the line!”

“I am Groot, I am Groot.” Groot apologized to the man as he began to walk out of the building, but not before taking notice of several paper bags with “Sadie” written on them and taking one. “Hey wait, those aren’t for sale!” Sadie called out as Groot exited. “And he’s gone.”

“What a weirdo.” the old man said. “Now where’s my nut dog?” he asked. “Coming right up Mr. Lee.” Lars said.

Rocket meanwhile was digging through trash at the Funland Amusement Park. “So this is what these so called 'raccoons’ do, just dig through useless garbage?” he asked himself before finding a tin can. “This might be useful.” As he lept out of the trash can, he was suddenly hit by a broom. “Get outta my trash varmint!” the man holding the broom shouted. The man was tall, bald and wore a shirt with various shapes on it. “Who you callin’ varmint big boy?” Rocket shouted back.

The man was completely stunned to see a talking raccoon rummaging through his garbage. “Whoa mama!” he shouted. “A talking raccoon?” Rocket was also stunned. “Seriously, the hell’s a raccoon?!”

“You see little guy,” the man said. “It’s what you are. Bushy striped tail, those ears, that mask around your eyes….” Suddenly he was interrupted by the roller coaster beginning to fall apart. “Dang it Onion!” he screamed as he ran towards the ride. “If you hadn’t blown up my phone, I would’ve called your parents by now!”

“Well,” Rocket said to himself. “That was weird.”

Drax was searching across the boardwalk in search of Peridot, asking various people. He went to the pizza place, the arcade, the fry place and the beach but nobody saw her anywhere. He was about ready to give up and report to his teammates when he heard a small voice.

“Excuse me, have you seen my dog?” the voice asked. Drax looked down to discover that voice belonged to a small green child with triangular hair looking up at him. “What did you say?” he asked back. “I said, have you seen my dog?” The child was very persistent when asking him. “What does your dog look like little one?”

“My dog is orange, chubby, has little legs and a green tail.” the child answered. “I’m sorry, but I do not know about a creature like that.” Drax answered much to her dismay. “But if I do find it, I’ll come tell you.” The child beamed at Drax as she hugged his leg. “Thanks mister!” she said as she let go and ran off. Drax smiled back at her, as she reminded him of his late daughter Kamaria.

But that’s when he realized the child looked very much like the Gem they were searching for. “Wait a minute.”

Star-Lord and Gamora were walking through the streets of Beach City looking for someone who might know the Peridot they were hunting. “Are you sure whoever works at this car-wash might know about her?” Gamora asked. “I’m pretty sure.” Peter replied. “I mean, there’s nothing that can distract us now!”

Then ironically enough, he got distracted by the white van that had the words “Mr. Universe” on it and was immediately starstruck. “Are you alright Pete?” his green compatriot inquired. “Of course I’m alright,” Peter shouted. “That’s the van of Mr. Universe, pretty much one of the greatest musicians on Earth!”

The two walked up to the van to find a beach bum strumming his guitar when he stopped to notice them. “Oh hey, didn’t see you there.” he said. “It’s not often we get visitors that don’t want to destroy Earth.” While Peter was still in awe, Gamora on the other hand was very confused. “This is the legendary Mr. Universe?” she wondered pointing to him. “He doesn’t look like a star.”

“I may not look all that cool now, but I’m still a cool guy to be around.” the man said getting up and reaching his hand towards Gamora. “Name’s Greg Universe.” She reluctantly shook it. Greg tried to get Peter to shake his hand but he was too busy fanboying. “HI MY NAME IS PETER I’M ONE OF YOUR BIGGEST FANS I REMEMBER WHEN MY MOM TOOK ME TO ONE OF YOUR CONCERTS IT WAS ONE OF THE BEST EXPERIENCES OF MY CHILDHOOD!” he blurted out before fainting.

“I’m sorry about your friend sir.” Gamora apologized to Greg. “You see, we came here looking for someone named Peridot. Do you know her?”

“Oh yeah, I do know Peridot.” Greg answered. “She’s one of Steven’s friends who pushed me off a barn roof.” Just then, Peter regained consciousness when hearing about Peridot.

“Wait, who’s Steven?” he asked. “Steven’s my son, a really sweet kid like his mother.” Greg replied as he pulled out a picture of him a picture frame of him and a woman with big pink hair who resembled the Gem from Gamora’s story. “That’s me and her way back when. Her name’s Rose Quartz.”

Star-Lord got quite curious. “What happened to her?” he asked, which made Greg turn quite dour. “She died giving birth to him.” he said. Star-Lord started feeling sorry for him as he already lost his mother when he was a boy. “That’s rough buddy.” he replied. “So anyway, we’re gonna go now.” Gamora interjected grabbing Peter by the shirt collar. “See ya later Greg!” Peter said. “But can you sign my Walkman first?”

Greg was happy to oblige as he pulled out a marker and wrote “To one of my biggest fans, from Mr. Universe” on it. Peter couldn’t help but squee as he was dragged away.

“Anything guys?” Rocket asked as the group reassembled at the shore. “I am Groot!” Groot said happily as he munched on Sadie’s bag. “I met a child looking for her dog who resembled our target quite a bit.” Drax said. “Quill fanboyed over some hopeless bum who used to be a rockstar from his childhood.” Gamora said as Peter continued to stare at his music player.

“I got beaten up by some guy at the park.” Rocket said pawing his face. “Face it, it’s all a lost cause. Might as well give u-” Suddenly he was interrupted by a weird feeling in his tail followed by barking. “Alright, who did that?” he demanded.

“Don’t look at me, it was Drax!” Star-Lord claimed pointing at Drax. “I do not make noises like that, blame Groot!” Drax added. “I am Groot!” Groot exclaimed pointing at Rocket’s tail. There was a small orange creature biting it that looked like a cross between a pumpkin and a puppy. “That’s it!” Drax bellowed pointing at the creature. “That’s the girl’s dog!”

“Wait a minute, what girl?” Rocket said as the child Drax met earlier rushed to Rocket and grabbed the creature. “Pumpkin, I’ve been searching all over for you!” she shouted as she hugged it. “Lapis, I found Pumpkin!”

The Guardians looked up to see a blue figure flying through the sky with wings made of water. When the figure landed, it was actually a blue Gem wearing a blue halter top & skirt with dark blue triangles on them and her teardrop-shaped gemstone on her back.

“Wait, there’s more of them? Star-Lord wondered. “Quiet Quill!” Rocket shushed him. “Thanks for helping us find Pumpkin.” Lapis said to Drax. “Peridot told me you would look for him.” Rocket’s ears started to perk up again. “You’re very welcome miss. I suppose you must be her mother.” Lapis started to look a little sheepish. “No, just her friend.” She then turned around to Peridot. “C'mon Peri, we’re supposed to be visiting Steven today.”

As the two walked away with Pumpkin away from the Guardians, Rocket jumped up and clung to Drax’s chest. “YOU IDIOT!” he screamed in his face. “You had the chance to capture her right then & there and you just let her leave?!” Star-Lord pulled his furry crewmate away from Drax and set him down on the sand. “Hey, no need to start yelling at Drax.” he said. “Besides, we need to follow those two. They said something about visiting someone named Steven.”

“Wasn’t this Steven supposed to be Greg’s child?” Gamora asked. “Yeah, maybe he knows those two.” Peter replied as he glanced toward Peridot and Lapis. “Now how can we follow them without getting caught?” Just then, they noticed a pink lion walking out from behind the Big Donut. “Is that a lion?” he wondered as he and the others watched in confusion. “Why is this animal pink?” Drax asked. “Beats me,” Rocket answered. “Let’s see if it’s friendly.”

The group walked to the lion as it started looking at them. They all stared at each other for a bit until the lion started scratching Groot, which made him giggle. “Yep definitely seems friendly.” Star-Lord said. “I wonder how fluffy his mane is?” He reached out to pet it when it tried to bite him. “Whoa!” he shouted as he pulled his hand out of the way. That’s when he got an idea.

“I have a plan!” he declared. “Oh God no.” Rocket moaned, fearing what he had planned. “We make Rocket pretend he’s roadkill, have the lion bring him to those two and then we break in & attack!” Rocket couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Why do I have to be the bait?” he complained as Gamora picked him up. “Why can’t we just rip off Groot’s arm and pretend it’s a tree branch?”

“Didn’t you say you wanted to do this job for 5,000 units?” Gamora asked as she stuck her gun-toting chum into the lion’s mouth. “Yeah but not like this!” he cried. “Alright, I’ll play dead.”

“Alright now go to your home.” Drax ordered the lion. It obeyed the destroyer’s command and raced off, with the Guardians in pursuit.

“I’m really starting to regret stealing those Quartz gems.” Rocket moaned as the lion stopped at a beach house sitting beneath a statue of a giant woman with four pairs of arms. “Hey Lion, what you got there?” the voice of a boy asked as it walked outside to the lion. From what Rocket could see, the boy was roughly around his height with brown curly hair, a pink T-shirt with a star on it, blue jeans and pink sandals. “Is that a raccoon?”

As Rocket was pulled out of the lion’s mouth, he tried his best to play dead. “Is he dead Lion?” The lion quietly shook its head. “I’m not sure either, maybe the Gems can help.” The boy rushed Rocket inside the beach house as the other Guardians spied on him. “That small Earth child is the lion’s master?” Drax questioned. “It would’ve eaten him alive by now!”

“No time for questions Drax.” Quill said as he got out of their hiding spot and moved to the beach house. “We’ve got a job to do.”

The boy went inside the beach house with Rocket in his arms and laid him on a table. “Guys, come quick!” he called and five females ran to his side. Aside from Lapis and Peridot, the first was Garnet, a Gem with shades and a square afro. With her was Amethyst who was short, purple & had long pale lavender hair and Pearl, a thin white Gem with her gemstone on her forehead.

“Steven, why did you bring that animal into the house?” Pearl asked. “I don’t think it’s feeling well.” Steven claimed. “Aw come one Ste-man, it’s a raccoon.” Amethyst said. “They’re bound to play dead.”

“Amethyst has a point.” Garnet agreed. “Well, let’s try my healing spit and see what happens.” Steven licked his hand and tried to touch the raccoon with it before it grabbed his hand. The critter was now awake!

“Get your slimy hands offa me twerp!” Rocket shouted. “Wait, it can talk?” Lapis exclaimed. “Of course I can talk,” the furball proclaimed. “There ain’t anybody in this universe like me except me!”

Just then, Drax burst through the window armed with his daggers, laughing like a maniac along the way. “You fell for our trap!” he shouted as he got up. He continued laughing as Star-Lord opened the door. “You know Drax, you could’ve just kicked down the door.” Peter said as he let himself, Gamora and Groot inside. “I know, but jumping through the window is much cooler.” the destroyer replied.

“Okay, first the talking raccoon, then the beefy guy breaking the window and now this?” Amethyst exclaimed. “Who are you?” Garnet shouted as her hands turned into gauntlets. “We’re the Guardians of the freakin’ Galaxy,” Rocket said dusting himself off and joining his team. “And we’re here for that Peridot of yours!”

The words Rocket said alone were enough to get Peridot freaking out. “I knew it, Yellow Diamond has come for me!” she screamed as she hid under the table.

“We won’t let you take Peridot!” Pearl shouted as she took a spear out of her gemstone, followed by Amethyst summoning a whip and Steven a shield. “Yeah, try and stop us chumps!” Amethyst added. “Who you callin’ chumps shorty? Now it’s war!” Rocket exclaimed as he pulled out his laser cannon with Gamora unsheathing her sword, Star-Lord loading his pistols and Groot putting up his fists.

The great battle between the Guardians of the Galaxy and the Crystal Gems has begun.

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