#SLA-8

[lonestarflight]

"Dramatic view of the launch of Apollo 4, the first full-up test of the awesome Saturn V, 7:00:01 a.m. (EST), Launch Complex 39A, Kennedy Space Center."

Date: November 9, 1967

NAR-Rocketdyne photo no. VEH690

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3D Printing Rio's Death Crown - Attempt #1 FDM Print

[uh--huh--yeah--sure]

Okay so I finished the first mistborn (spoilers for that and stormlight archives) and like.

Kelsier is just dead then? What the fuck. I figured it would be a Jasnah type thing where he shows up in the epilogue to hint that he's still alive but he didn't. Ik he has to be alive bc of Thaikadar (spelling idk) but his bones got fucking monched on so idk.

[sophia-romantica]

Give this album a listen: IGOR

[writeonwhiskey]

the skz house: ch 8 (18+)

a/n: gentle reminder, this takes place prior to the halloween party. thank you @yonaofyourmom for editing & shmeems for proofreading.

Summary: Welcome to Sigma Kappa Zeta, the most popular fraternity on campus. When you, down on your luck and looking for a place to live, see their ad for ‘IN-HOUSE STAY’. You're one of the four girls chosen and find that your duties for the rest of the school year will be cooking, cleaning, and pleasing your assigned house members: Hyunjin & Bang Chan.

[ read chapter seven here ]

Chapter Eight: Of Drive-Ins and Wishes

The following Saturday afternoon, Chan suggests everyone get out the house while renovations on the first floor study take place. Chan says he will stay back to supervise and Lee Know, Jeongin and Rhiannon also opt out so they can complete assignments—approved only under the promise they’ll stay out of the way. 

The remaining eight of you are sitting in the living room, deciding what to do. You’re sitting on the couch next to Hyunjin, his arm slung around your shoulder, your hand intertwined with his. Felix finally makes a suggestion that’s unanimously agreed upon by everyone. Just as everyone stands to disperse, thinking that’s the last of the back and forth, Changbin brings up which cars to take and who’s riding with who. 

“Let’s mix it up,” he suggests, coming to wedge himself between you and Hyunjin. 

“Hyung,” Hyunjin says, looking down at Changbin with an annoyed expression. 

“On the count of three,” Changbin continues, smiling up at him sweetly. “Everybody hold up a number—one, two, or three and that will be the groups.” 

Hyunjin looks at you, over Changbin. You squint at him, holding a finger to your temple as if it will help telepathically communicate the number you’ll choose. He squints back, mimicking your actions.

“One, two…three!”

You hold up three fingers and immediately look to Hyunjin, but he’s holding up two. He smacks his lips, seeing that he and Changbin are holding up the same number. 

“I know you,” Changbin says with a smile. “‘Lix, you’re with us.” 

Seungmin, Charlotte and Allie all held up one. Seungmin laughs, wraps one arm around Charlotte’s shoulder, then walks to Allie to wrap his other around her. 

“A win is a win,” he declares.

Han is the only other person that held up three fingers. He gives you a thumbs up.

Everyone splits up to grab comfort items for the car. You head to Chan’s room for your neck pillow and blanket. He’s laying on his bed, laptop on his thighs. He looks up when you enter. 

“Just need to get something,” you tell him.

“Where you headed?” He asks.

“The drive-in movies,” you say, grabbing your pillow and blanket from the top shelf of his closet. 

He’s nodding quietly when you turn to face him.  

“Have fun,” he replies before turning his attention back to his laptop.

His tone reminds you of your first night in the house—when he told you to enjoy your night with Hyunjin. It makes you feel as though you’ve done something wrong again. He doesn’t look up from the screen as you linger in the room, wanting to say something, but unsure what.

You leave without saying a word. Sexual exploits aside, your friendship with Chan has not progressed much. 

Back downstairs, Han is waiting for you near the door. He holds the car keys out as you approach.

“You’re driving,” he announces. 

You take the keys and nod, following him out the house. The others are getting into their cars—Changbin has decried the red Tesla is the Bro-sla as he, Hyunjin and Felix climb inside.You wave to Hyunjin before getting in your car for the night with Han. You buckle up and have to wait for the other cars to leave the driveway so you can back out. Han’s phone starts to ring as you drive—it’s Felix and Seungmin on a group FaceTime call.

“We’re stopping for snacks,” Felix says. 

“You could have just texted that,” Seungmin replies. 

“Yeah, and we’re literally following behind you,” is Han’s retort. 

“Rude,” Felix huffs and the call disconnects. 

You drive for a while before stopping at a gas station. You all descend upon the store, walking through the aisles of junk food. As you’re deciding what kind of sour candy to get, slender, muscular arms wrap around your waist and you inhale the familiar sent of Hyunjin. 

“Save me,” he pleads, resting his head on your shoulder. 

“I wish I could, but Changbin really wants you with him tonight, apparently,” you tease. 

“Tell him you’re mine,” you lean back against him. 

Hyunjin reaches forward and grabs a bag of M&M’s. You grab a pack of sour punch straws. 

“He won’t listen,” Hyunjin shakes his head.

As if on cue, Changbin rounds the corner with an armful of chips and candy. 

“Hey,” he barks, narrowing his eyes at you, “He’s my date tonight.”

Hyunjin audibly groans.

“Always playing hard to get,” Changbin snickers and winks at you. 

When you all make it to the register, the cashier looks at the eight of you as if you’re insane. You each checkout, group by group, then head back to the cars as you finish. 

You and Han are last to exit. The others have already left. 

“Do you not like driving?” You ask as the two of you get back on the road.

“I hate it,” Han admits. 

“You want to be a passenger princess forever?”

He turns to look at you with all seriousness before replying, “Yes.”

As you drive, you learn that Han is getting his minor in communications. Apparently it’s been forced on him by his dad. He’s not a fan of public speaking or even conversing with people he doesn’t know. He’s adamant that his oral speaking classes have only made things worse.

Listening to Han speak, you consider what their lives outside of what you’ve witnessed must be like. Their futures have already seemingly been plotted out for them. They know what kind of work they’ll be doing after graduation—taking over various family businesses and whatnot. But hearing Han express how he doesn’t even have control over what classes he takes makes you feel sad. It’s an odd thing…they seem like they have so much—a nice home, nice cars, in fact, they’ve never appeared even remotely worried about money. But at what cost? What are they sacrificing for themselves, for their own wants and desires of their life? 

You arrive at the drive-in, purchase tickets and drive along the dirt path to the third screen as instructed. You see the car with Seungmin, Allie and Charlotte and park right next to them. Hyunjin, Changbin and Felix arrive soon after. The sun is beginning to set as Seungmin brings over a large bucket of popcorn to you and Han.

Han tunes the radio to the specified station to hear the audio as you try to organize the popcorn and snacks in the car without making a mess. The drive-in is playing classic horror and Halloween films throughout the month.Tonight they’re playing Jeepers Creepers and Hocus Pocus, a double feature.

The movie starts to play, but you and Han talk throughout it. You both agree that added commentary makes a horror film slightly less scary. 

“I have the same philosophy about sad films,” Han reveals. “If I’m watching with other people, I have to try not to cry.”

You laugh “Aww, Hannie.”

You reach a hand out to ruffle his hair. 

“Don’t tell the others my tactics.”

You tap your hand over your heart and nod. 

“Now why would they go back?” Han draws your attention back to the movie. “That’s how you get murdered!” He cups his hands around his mouth to amplify his words. 

The sound of you both munching on popcorn fills the car. Your conversation lulls as you both watch, eyes wide open seeing what lies beneath the Church. The bodies sewn to the wall.

“I can’t,” Han shakes his head and turns to face you. He rests his elbows on the center console and props his head up in his hands. “So.”

You laugh and adjust yourself face to him as well. 

“So,” you echo. “May I ask a question?”

“Please,” he nods eagerly. 

“What would happen if any of you decided to go against the grain?” You ask. You remember Hyunjin explaining they would all major in business and take over various family obligations after graduating. “Like, if you chose not to major in business and did what you actually wanted instead?”

“I don’t know, honestly,” he clearly hadn’t suspected such an inquiry. “I haven’t ever asked or thought about it, really. It’s just kind of been the status quo we’ve all followed since we were little. We do as we’re told, and we’ll be rewarded with a fortunate life.” He pauses for a moment to consider. “I guess we’d probably be cut off and forced to fend for ourselves.”

It’s hard for you to imagine. You parents have always supported you pursuing what you’re passionate about. You chose major in Biology and minor in Animal science, with a goal of becoming a veterinarian and you cannot fathom your parents forcing you to do something else to appease them. The members of SKZ are from a different cultural background, maybe this is normal to them. 

“And after graduation you all just go back to Korea, regardless of the friends and lives you’ve made here?”

“Yeah,” he nods. 

“That seems unfair, Han,” you say sadly.

“It’s not really, I mean, it’s part of the reason we have you all here.”

His words cause you to furrow your brow. You want to probe further, but you’re interrupted by Felix, asking for some of your popcorn, saying Hyunjin and Changbin devoured theirs. Han pours some from your bucket into theirs. After that, the two of you gorge on the food and continue to supply commentary to the movie for an hour and a half until the credits start to roll. 

“Now I’m going to think about that for the next several summers,” Han says.

“Just don’t take any road trips through Florida, and you’ll be fine,” you reassure him. 

The others start to get out of their cars, stretching their legs and taking bathroom breaks before the next movie starts. The guys and girls head off in separate groups.

Charlotte and Allie tell you Seungmin continuously scared the shit out of them the entire time. He let them take the two front seats and would randomly pull at their hair, tap their arm or jump between them and scream at the scary parts of the movie. 

Once you’ve all used the bathroom, you head back to the cars and settle in for the second movie. This time it’s Hocus Pocus. 

As the movie plays on, you become acutely aware of how much Han’s phone is vibrating. 

“Everything okay?” You ask.

“Yeah…I’ll…I’ll be right back,” he says before exiting the car. 

You lean the chair back and adjust the neck pillow. The passenger door opens again and you turn to see Hyunjin, not Han, entering. He plants himself in the seat and smiles sweetly at you. 

“Where’s Han?” You ask. 

“I convinced him to switch,” he responds.

“What about Changbin?” You peek over his shoulder to look out the window. You wouldn’t be surprised if he came up to it and demanded Hyunjin return to him. 

“He’ll survive,” he replies. 

A smile tugs at the corner of your lips. Hyunjin returns the smile. He hooks one finger under your chin and leans over to kiss you. Your eyes flutter shut as his lips meet with yours. His touch is always so tender and delicate—as if you’re a precious flower he’s trying to keep from wilting. 

You kiss him slowly, thankful for the tinted windows on the car that allows you a bit of privacy. Having him here with you now, secluded, the last thing on your mind is the movie you’ve already seen countless times. You sit up, lean over the center console and hook one hand around his neck to force him against you harder. Your other hand reaches for his wrist. 

You grab hold of it and guide it beneath the blanket covering you. You rest it at the top of your jeans and he chuckles against your mouth. You have yet to feel his touch there. You know and appreciate that he’s taking things slowly with you. You don’t want to swing the door completely open just yet, but it could be nice to crack it open a teeny bit.

He tugs on your jeans until the button is freed and then slides down the zipper. He breaks the kiss and you feel him leaning over you. You open your eyes as his hand leaves your zipper to reach around the side of the seat. He lowers it back more—the loud and slow mechanical whirring of the chair as he hovers over you waiting causes you both to giggle about the situation you’re in. 

He readjusts the blanket covering you. 

“You okay with this?” He asks, his hand returning to its place at your jeans.

“More than.”

Part of you expected some resistance, thinking maybe he’d tell you that you’re still not ready. You’re happy he didn’t. 

He props one arm on the center console as his hands slip beneath your jeans and underwear. He moves them down to cup your pussy with his hand, applying pressure to your clit.

He slides one finger up and down your slit, playing in the moisture you release. His eyes are locked in on your face, watching every movement, every flutter of your eyes, every parting of your lips while he plays with you. You should feel afraid, doing this in a car surrounded by others, but you’re not. You’re too focused on him, watching as his eyes flicker from your lips back up to your eyes. This is the furthest you two have gone, but you don’t feel shy or nervous under his gaze. You feel beautiful…appreciated. 

He leans closer to you as he pushes his fingers inside. His nose brushes along the side of yours and you turn your head to kiss him. He moves back.

“Tell me what’s happening in the movie,” he says softly. 

He moves closer to you again, nuzzling your nose once more. You’re reminded of the way he playfully teased you on your first night together. In truth, you hadn’t seen this side of him since then. After you returned to him from Chan last week his entire approach with you had shifted. 

His version of teasing doesn't make you feel inferior or afraid that he’d ever leave you squirming on a bed, desperate to come.

“We can’t both miss it,” he says in response to your silence.  

“They’re going to, uhm the…fuck.” You look back at him, licking your lips as he starts to curl his fingers against your inner walls. You spread your legs as far apart as you can. 

“Focus, baby,” he coos into your ear. 

Baby? How the fuck does he want you to focus after calling you that?

“They’re trick-or-treating,” you breathe, rocking your hips against his fingers. “Max is a little leaguer and Dani is uh, uhm…a witch.”

You hear him chuckle. He kisses along your jawline, down to your neck. He lightly sucks and nips at the skin there as his fingers continue to fuck you. 

“I don’t–I don’t know,” you groan. And you don’t feel afraid to say it to him, to divert from his game. “I wish we weren’t in this stupid fucking car right now.”

“I know,” he agrees, leaning back from your neck to look you in the eyes again. “I wish I could see your pussy.”

You shake your head and turn away from his dirty talk.

“No? You don’t want me to see it?” He goads. “I bet it’s fucking gorgeous—all pink and tender and wet for me.”

You moan, arching your back as you listen to him. You’ve yet to see this side of him and it’s turning you on more than you care to admit. Hwang Hyunjin—the boy with a face sculpted in the image of the Gods, praising you?

“Mmmm,” he hums, lips back against your cheek. “I wish I could put my mouth on you. I wish I could taste you, to fuck you with my tongue.” 

“Oh fuck, Hyunjin,” you exhale. You want all of those things and more. You wish you weren’t as clothed right now, wish his kisses could go beyond your neck, down to your breasts. You wish his mouth and tongue were on your nipples. You wish he could see every part of you he hasn’t yet. 

You push the blanket away and look down to watch his fingers move in and out of you. He rests his head against your shoulder, eyes downcast, watching too. You tangle your fingers in his hair, pulling on the strands, feeling your release approaching. 

“Right there, please,” you say, “don’t stop.”

He doesn’t. He wouldn’t. And you feel comfort knowing that. His fingers keep thrusting into you, curling and pressing against you on their way out as his thumbs continues to circle your clit. He raises his head and kisses you again. He alternates between slowly sliding his tongue against yours and biting on your bottom lip, moaning softly and it’s enough to send your over the edge. 

He doesn’t change a single thing about his movements, intent to see you through your orgasm with the same motions that brought you to it. You let out a long, low moan as you come, squeezing unable to focus on kissing him any longer. He kisses all along your cheek as the waves course through you. 

When it finally ceases, you grab his arm with your hand to halt his movements. He withdraws his fingers from you and brings them to his mouth. He sucks your juices off and you watch in a haze, once again contemplating the likelihood of losing your sanity between him and Chan this school year. 

[ read chapter nine here ]

a/n: now we are back on track. there will be some minor changes to chapter 9, but nothing that requires you to read it again, unless you want a refresher before chapter 10 is posted. share your thoughts 🩵

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[thecreaturecodex]

Div, Apaush

Image © @chimeride

[Sponsored by @crazytrain48, based on the "sun demon" from Arduin. Why these are sun demons is somewhat obscure to me; their scales and boluses suggest they should be iron demons, right? The art does an excellent job making it more sunny, with the solar disk head, which I love. I leaned into it by giving them the name of one of the Zoroastrian daevas of drought, and some of their spell-like abilities.]

Div, Apaush CR 9 NE Outsider (extraplanar) This creature is a vaguely avian humanoid, with a beaked head ringed by a structure halfway between a sunburst and an owl’s facial disc. It has fan-like wings, metal talons on its hands and feet and a long whip-like tail. Its body and wings are covered with overlapping metal scales that screech horribly as the creature moves.

The apaush are sometimes known as “sun divs” or “sun fiends”, as they are devotees of drought. They are native to the hottest, driest parts of Abaddon. An apaush on the Material Plane makes sure to use its weather controlling abilities to keep things sunny and hot, and the droughts they provoke lead to widespread starvation and thirst. The head of an apaush resembles a solar disk and some apaush work with clerics of evil sun gods and archfiends. An apaush constantly emits a rasping, screeching noise from the metal scales on its body and wings. Like all divs, the apaush have a psychological weakness; in their case, apaush hate silence. They make noise almost compulsively in quiet places, and in the area of a silence spell are edgy and uncomfortable.

Apaush are incredibly fast fliers, and prefer to attack from the sky. They make hit and run attacks while airborne, spitting boluses of molten iron that entangle and scorch enemies, casting destructive spells, or merely tearing into foes with their claws. An apaush’s metal scales provide it with supernaturally powerful protection against ranged attacks, and the screeching of its metal body is so loud as to be painfully distracting up close.  If forced to land, they usually cast defensive spells like fire shield and wall of fire, to punish melee combatants as much as possible.

An apaush is tall for a Medium creature, being taller than seven feet tall on average. Their whip-like tails are often that length again, but too weak to be used in combat.

Apaush               CR 9 XP 6,400 NE Medium outsider (div, evil, extraplanar) Init +6; Senses darkvision 60 ft., Perception +15, see in darkness Aura screeching (30 ft., Will DC 19)

Defense AC 23, touch 12, flat-footed 21 (+2 Dex, +11 natural) hp 114 (12d10+48) Fort +10, Ref +10, Will +8 DR 10/good and melee; Immune fire, petrifaction, poison, sonic; Resist acid 10, electricity 10; SR 20 Defensive Abilities fiery body,healing petrifaction

Offense Speed 30 ft., fly 120 ft. (average) Melee 2 claws +15 (1d10+3 plus 1d6 fire), bite +15 (1d6+3 plus 1d6 fire), 2 wings +13 (1d6+1 plus 1d6 fire) Ranged molten bolus +14 touch (3d10 fire) Spell-like Abilities CL 12th, concentration +15 At will—detect good, dimension door, heat metal (DC 15) 3/day—cup of dust (DC 16), empowered searing light, stinking cloud (DC 16) 1/day—control weather (cannot cause precipitation), fire snake (DC 18), wall of fire

Statistics Str 16, Dex 15, Con 18, Int 13, Wis 10, Cha 17 Base Atk +12; CMB +16; CMD 28 Feats Empower SLA (searing light),Flyby Attack, Great Fortitude, Improved Initiative, Multiattack, Power Attack Skills Bluff +18,Fly +17, Intimidate +18, Knowledge (geography, planes) +16, Perception +15, Stealth +9; Racial Modifiers -8 Stealth Languages Abyssal, Celestial, Ignan, Infernal, telepathy 100 ft.

Ecology Environment any land and underground (Abaddon) Organization solitary or flock (2-6) Treasure incidental

Special Abilities Fiery Body (Ex) An apaush is so hot that it deals 1d6 points of fire damage to any creature touching it or striking it with a melee touch attack, natural weapon or unarmed strike. It deals an extra 1d6 points of fire damage with all of its natural weapons. Healing Petrifaction (Ex) Any attempt to petrify an apaush heals it of 1d10 points of damage, plus 1 per HD of the creature for supernatural petrifaction effects, or caster level of the effect for spells and spell-like abilities. Molten Bolus (Su) As a standard action, an apaush can vomit up a blob of molten metal. Treat this as a ranged touch attack made with a thrown weapon with a range increment of 15 feet. A creature struck is entangled for three rounds, takes 3d10 points of fire damage, then takes 2d10 points of fire damage the next round and 1d10 fire damage on the third round. The blob can be scraped off by dealing 10 points of damage to it with a slashing weapon, or cooled down with a chill metal or quench effect (but the entangling still lasts the full duration). An apaush can use this ability once every 1d4 rounds. Screeching Aura (Su) Whenever an apaush moves more than 5 feet in a round, it produces an awful noise. All creatures within 30 feet of the apaush must succeed a DC 19 Will save or take a -4 penalty to attack rolls for 1 round from distraction. This is a sonic mind-influencing effect, and the save DC is Charisma based. Wings (Su) The wings of an apaush are lined with razor sharp scales and deal slashing and bludgeoning damage on a successful hit.

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"freak occurrence: confluence" Fic Notes

“freak occurrence: confluence” is definitely the most meta (and the most ridiculous) fic I’ve ever done, so I’ve compiled some references, notes, and explanations to act as fic notes. If you’re opening before reading the fic, I recommend reading each scene before checking the references for it and absolutely don’t read anything after this first section before you’ve finished the fic.

Catradoras in order of introduction:

Scene 1: This is actually MToHL!Adora immediately post-canon but they haven’t figured that out because they’re similar enough that nothing has thrown them off.

Scene 2: Teenage Catradora from a canon-divergent reality where they run away from the Horde as teenagers and horses aren’t real.

Scene 3: toht!Adora.

Scene 4: slas!Catradora.

Scene 5: BFM!Adora, looking at slas!Catradora obviously, but the other Catra trying not to laugh is toht!Catra.

Scene 6 has no Catradoras, but the tattoo is from my OotW fic 'her heart on her sleeve.'

Scene 7: of course this has the Lone-Adora that isn’t from any other fic, but it also has another reference to slas and a reference to ISoHM.

Scene 8: strange disease!Catradora with mentions of my very first AUs (and one of my first fics period) ‘in thundering realizations’!Catradora.

Scene 9: DITM!Catradora POV and Reflection!Catradora across from them, named for Adora turning into a magicat when she's She-ra (side note: shortly after arriving, Reflection!Catra asked if She-ra was a magicat in this universe specifically because she has always held that was because Adora was gay and when she was told ‘no’ that gave her all the ammo she needed for the next three years).

Scene 10: strange love!Catradora.

Scenes 11 and 12 are the Lone-Catra that isn’t from any fic. Well, I would say this is her origin fic, same for Lone-Adora.

Scene 13: Lone-Catra and LotD!Catradora.

Scene 14: WDtFD!Catradora POV and mentions of Knifepoint!Catradora. It’s very easy to think the couple where Catra’s hand was messed up was from AMLAIT, but I also kind of wanted to include allusions to some Catradoras from other fics, so you could read it as R&B!Catradora if you want. I thought about including an explicit mention of Catra’s boots to make that more clear, but when that ended up being the only pair not from one of my own fics, it felt kind of weird. I wanted to pay homage to some of my favorite AUs others have written in the fandom by including references to other Catradoras that were there, but it’s really hard when most of those fics are just modern AUs without much easily visible about their Catradoras to identify them, and I definitely didn’t want to write any scenes from the perspective of someone else’s version of the character without permission, so I just kind of left it at this ambiguous reference to a friend's fic that I asked them permission for first.

Scene 15: Mentions of catcher!Catradora, Superzero!Catradora, and IHtWCYN!Catradora.

Scene 16: Mentions of TFHFY!Catradora, strange disease!Catradora again, and the Greys!Catradora.

Scene 17: CotC!Catradora (for people following my Tumblr this was the entire scene that was just. missing after all my planning somehow).

Scenes 18 and 19 have nothing new.

Scene 20: SaD!Catradora.

Scene 21: This one is a tease for a future fic :) Edit: Now it has come out, this is Lightbeam!Catradora.

And from here on it’s no one new.

Epilogue Life:

Okay I had to cut the fic off there because this could honestly go on forever BUT here’s some stuff about the fallout of this whole event:

This event is, as you would assume, completely non-canon to the rest of my fics. If you want to imagine each couple went back to right around the time they got taken and quickly their memories of the other reality melted away once in their own timeline again, sure, whatever. There are two dimensions permanently affected by all this however, and that’s Lonely-Adora’s and Lonely-Catra’s.

Adora’s universe splits off from canon at the Portal, whereas Catra’s splits off at Princess Prom. I think both universes could survive on their own without Catra or Adora, but there is a reason the couple needs to be in Adora’s universe, and it’s Prime.

Yes, I might be permanently locking one universe in Despondos either way. Oops. Listen, you win some you lose some. This is supposed to be a crack fic at the end of the day (remember that?) and I wasn’t too focused on implications like that. However, Adora’s universe has already signaled Prime thanks to the portal, so without her and Catra they would be locked in a pocket dimension with an apocalypse on its way, no leader in the Rebellion, and Entrapta on Beast Island.

In Catra’s universe, Entrapta never got left behind because the rescue mission went very differently, so Hordak’s portal project is basically doomed, and the Princess Alliance is intact, united, and extremely motivated to crush the Horde after what they did to Adora. They’re in a good position to fight them thanks the Best Friend Squad uniting the Princess Alliance again and the Horde (more specifically, Shadow Weaver) reeling from the loss of Adora and Catra. They’ll take them down in the end and they’ll do it Adora’s name, just like they would have if Catra stayed in their dimension. After having seen the brainwashing the Horde is willing to do, Scorpia eventually defects to join them when Entrapta manages to — completely accidentally — extend a hand to her just by being herself.

Adora’s universe needs Adora’s inside knowledge to save Angella and Entrapta quickly and face down the Heart and Horde Prime. They’ll find their feet, get Entrapta back, start working on their portal technology, and then get the Failsafe before they even get Scorpia and face the Heart. They’ll move Etheria out of Despondos, taunt Horde Prime to the surface as best they can, question their decisions, but ultimately lure him in and set off the Heart faster and with less loss along the way. No one on the Princess Alliance ever gets chipped in this universe and they rescue Angella not long after and reunite Glimmer’s family.

It takes a bit until after the war for Adora and Catra’s relationship to start shifting, but they do eventually get together, there’s just a lot to process first and fighting evil is a good thing to focus on instead while they do that. They need to become each other’s friends before they can become anything else.

Notes:

⦁ I mentioned a disclaimer in the fic end note. To elaborate on that: I first had this idea around August of 2020 (give or take a month) when my friend asked me which of my AU Catras/Adoras would fuck their alternate universe wife. IDK man, her mind is beautiful. Anyway, it gave me this idea, which was a fun crack scenario that I would turn over in my mind occasionally when I came up with a new AU that I thought would have an interesting pair to add to it. I had no intention of writing it, especially back then when I didn’t have enough AUs to fill out the roster. Since then I’ve thought about making a post explaining the idea just to get it off my mind so many times. In that time, a Spiderverse AU for Catradora was written (oh: I also didn’t watch the Spiderverse until 2023, to the point that the outline for this fic was titled “This Fic Is Older Than The Spiderverse” until I looked it up and realized that’s wrong and I’m just late to the party lmao, but I had no idea what the Spiderverse was about other than multiple Spidermans until I watched it so the death plot point really was just me being fucked up) that dealt with some similarities with the deaths between realities. The fic is good, it made me cry, and I actually read that before I watched the Spiderverse because I missed that tag and thought it was some kind of canon AU. I recommend the fic and wanted to acknowledge it since it shares a plot point. Honestly, when I read that fic I was like oh thank god someone did it, now I’ll seem like I’m copying if I do it too and the idea can leave me along, but the idea Did Not Leave Me Alone and I need to end this 🔫

⦁ Because I know someone will ask: This is absolutely crack and not canon to my OotW series at all. I still have no idea where I should really put it. Being in the AU collection makes sense because it’s relevant to a lot of them, being inside the OotW series but non-canon like ‘take care of each other’ and ‘You and I (and Me)’ makes sense, and it not being in any of those things because it kind of isn’t an AU and definitely isn’t canon to OotW makes sense. I still haven’t decided and I’ll probably move it around multiple times lol.

⦁ Ethereal!Catradora are from my upcoming fic "Lightbeam" and are just a fun little teaser because no one was better suited to sussing magic out. It was either her or Glimmer, who was busy laying magic alarm systems all over the castle for the new alternate universe couples to trip into when they arrived so they could be collected. This is how Catra knew to come running when the SLAS couple appeared.

⦁ “The universe is as dumb as it is passionate, apparently.” C’mon Catra you can’t ask finesse from a celestial body that is no thoughts all vibes

⦁ The whole conversation around the cot/bed is just to show that yeah, they’re different Catras and Adoras, but they’re still Catra and Adora in every reality and this will work out eventually.

⦁ I mostly picked Catradoras based off when would be easy to reference or who I thought would be interesting in the scenario and basically nothing else. Making them distinct was the biggest challenge lmao.

⦁ Oh I know SaD!Catradora teleporting back near their original disappearance might make it seem otherwise, but Adora was missing from her reality for as long as she was in the Prime universe for (and yes, I did internally refer to it as the Prime universe, so I had to make jokes about it. And then I made the omegaverse canon - AS FICTION - to a few of the modern universes for a laugh). I think the people from other highly-similar Etheria's were gone for a 1:1 time or close to the same amount of time they were in the other dimension, but the further a dimension was from canon the less time passing in the Prime universe applied to their own. Or something. Again, none of this is canon.

⦁ They go to Lone-Adora's universe because Catra reaches out for Adora, opening herself up to her. They would have gone to Catra's if it happened the other way around.

⦁ Adora's room was a mess because the Princess Alliance kind of tore it up looking for a sign of her but of course found nothing.

⦁ "So even here I'm..." is "So even here I'm a killer."

⦁ I don't think I ever say specifically what Catra's cause of death was in this universe (because I wasn't sure myself for a while) but when the Fright Zone was kind of shaking apart post-Portal Catra fell and Adora wasn't able to stop it.

⦁ Glimmer is emerging from Bow's room because they actually made some progress on Glimmer healing and reaching out for her friends for support when Adora disappeared. Glimmer was afraid it was because of her and it caused her to do a little - a little - self-examining.

⦁ I've mentioned this a couple times but I spent most if not all of last year secretly hoping to get to 1% of the tag. It's a super pointless goal, but it is cool to have done it. This work is also the 50th in my AU collection (at least, as of now since I'm putting it in there for now) so that feels like a fitting number for a special as well.

⦁ This was supposed to be like 7k.

Upcoming:

I might do another OotW fic or two, but right now my plan for the next AU is “the Reverse AU.” Have fun figuring out what I mean by that, you probably won’t :)

[cherryblogss]

meu gato chama Ceverino, o personagem do Pipe chama Ceferino, altomaticamente somos almas gemeas (arrumo qqlr minima desculpa p dizer q somos almas gemeas

tá repreendido esse gato então👁👁 se for igual nosso amado cefe

mds imaginei seu gato igual um velhinho ou ele é laranja?😭 esse nome me passou essa vibe sla. nós mamães de gato que ficamos loucas pra ver o filho das outras (tenho 8 hihi)

eu tbm sou exatamente assim! qualquer coisa as desilusões ja falam mais alto. quando vejo no letterboxd que nós dois não gostamos de um filme ou gostamos ja fico😭 vamo casar (eu não tenho vontade de me casar) vms ter 5 pipinhos😭 (não quero ser mãe)

[mezzopieno-news]

ARRIVA LA PRIMA TERAPIA PER LA SLA CHE SI SCIOGLIE IN BOCCA

È stata approvata ed è ora disponibile in Italia la prima formulazione orodispersibile dell’unica molecola finora approvata per rallentare la progressione della Sclerosi Laterale Amiotrofica, il riluzolo.

Prodotta dall’azienda italiana Zambon, è una sottile pellicola da sciogliere sopra la lingua senza necessità di acqua né di sforzo muscolare, che favorisce il mantenimento dell’autonomia di chi vive con Sclerosi Laterale Amiotrofica e migliora l’aderenza terapeutica anche in caso di disfagia, la difficoltà a deglutire cibi solidi e liquidi che colpisce 8 pazienti di SLA su 10. “La disfagia condiziona la vita delle persone con la SLA: alle ripercussioni psicologiche e sociali del non poter più mangiare come un tempo, si aggiungono anche quelle sull’aderenza al trattamento. I dati di un’indagine europea mostrano che la difficoltà di deglutire abbia portato a rinunciare o a ritardare l’assunzione della terapia quotidiana. È quindi chiara la portata della formulazione orodispersibile di riluzolo potrà favorire l’assunzione della terapia – evitando di dover frantumare le compresse e rischiando quindi una perdita di principio attivo – con effetti positivi sia sull’aderenza al trattamento, sia sull’autonomia dei pazienti” commenta il Professore Adriano Chiò, Direttore della Neurologia della Città della Salute e della Scienza di Torino.

In Europa e in Italia il riluzolo è oggi l’unico farmaco approvato per la SLA. Agisce sul glutammato, un messaggero chimico del cervello e del midollo spinale che causa la distruzione delle cellule nervose se presente in quantità eccessiva. ___________________

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[lonestarflight]

Apollo 4 Command Module (CM-017) shortly after its splashdown at the conclusion of its highly successful mission.

Date: November 9, 1967

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[fetchmearum420]

Okay so these are my favorite 1776 Characters in ORDER. And there are 10:

1. John Hancock

2. Charles Thomson

3. James Wilson

4. Lyman Hall

5. Benjamin Franklin

6. John Adams

7. John Dickinson

8. George Read

9. Thomas McKean/Stephen Hopkins (it’s a tie for me)

10. Richard Henry Lee

I know y’all are gonna be like WHY ISN’T JEFFERSON ON THERE?! Listen, i just have a lot of beef with that man especially cuz he’s a hypocrite about sla*es so don’t come at me

[fransopdefiets]

17-8 Allsta

Gisteren werd het weer eens een pizza Hawaii. Ik had nog steeds een etentje tegoed van mezelf, helaas was de keus beperkt tot één pizzeria in het souterrain van de enige (lage) woonflat in het dorp. Na het eten fietste ik langs de kerk van Stöde om alvast een stempel te halen. Die kerk ligt er trouwens prachtig, in een soort park aan een meertje.

Als ik opsta is het koud en alles is kletsnat van de dauw. Ik laat de boel zoveel mogelijk drogen, maar uiteindelijk gaat er toch een natte tent de tas in. Het is dat of nog een uur wachten.

Het laatste traject naar Sundsvall is trouwens behoorlijk pittig, veel steile klimmetjes over gravelwegen vol met potholes. Onderweg kan ik een eerste stempel scoren bij een herberg, waar verder geen mens te bekennen is.

In Matfors is een grote supermarkt met een cafeteria er in, waar ik een kop koffie uit de automaat kan halen.

Na Matfors is het nog een klim door het bos naar Selanger, de weg gaat over van asfalt in gravel in gras. Uiteindelijk fiets ik over een slingerend bospaadje totdat ik bij een goed ingerichte rustplaats kom. Een afdak, een paardenstalling, een vuurplaats en een vuilnisbak. Dat is een goed moment voor een lunch. Daarna moet ik nog beekje oversteken en kom ik weer op een verharde weg.

Bij een van de woonhuizen staat ook een meniekleurige bus met stempel, dus ik denk, wat een buitenkansje! Voorwaarde is wel dat je je naam en land in het gastenboekje schrijft, dat ook in de bus zit. Terwijl ik dat doe, komt er een vrouw op me af met een jongetje, haar kleinzoon, schat ik zo in. Of ik een kopje koffie wil. Nou graag, zeg ik. Komt u maar mee en even later zit ik op de veranda aan de koffie met een cracker met kaas. Haar man komt er ook bij, die is al acht keer naar Trondheim op en neer gefietst, hij wil graag al mijn foto’s zien en komt daarna met zijn eigen foto’s. Hij was ook ooit met de auto naar de Noordkaap gereden, in zijn herinnering was die befaamde tunnel nauw en slecht verlicht en hij kijkt verrast naar de filmpjes die ik er gemaakt heb. Hij heeft ook nog een goed verhaal over het pelgrimshotel in Trondheim. Dat ligt tegenover de kathedraal en hij heeft er een keer geslapen. Je betaalt er 200 euro voor een piepklein kamertje. Dan betaalde ik in mijn hotel in het centrum maar de helft!

In Selanger is er een pelgrimscentrum, maar de stempel kan ik niet vinden en de balie is onbemand. Dan maar door naar Sundsvall en als ik me daar sta te oriënteren op die route naar de kathedraal, zie ik dat ik precies op de kruising sta met de route richting Linköping die ik uitgestippeld had. Dat is een teken van de heilige Olav besluit ik, die zegt, laat die laatste stempel maar zitten, de mooiste van vandaag heb je al binnen. Trouwens de stempels van Trondheim tot Stiklestad heb je ook niet.

En ik sla welgemoed de weg naar Allsta in, waar een camping moet zijn. Die is niet makkelijk te vinden, hij ligt verstopt in een rivierdal aan het eind van een lange dalende gravelweg. Als ik het terreintje op fiets, word ik stomverbaasd aangekeken, hier heeft zich nog nooit een fietser vertoond.

Gefietste afstand: 70 km

Gefietste tijd: 6,5 uur

[thecreaturecodex]

Valpyr

Image by MJ Allen, © Emperors Choice Games

[Sponsored by @crazytrain48. The valpyr is Arduin's answer to the question, "I want to use this balor miniature, but how do I do that without murdering my entire party"? Later, in the Emperors Choice era, the question was "how do I sell that balor miniature". The valpyr is clearly a balor clone, with an undead type and a lower HD. So how do I justify it existing in a setting where balors are a thing? Read on.]

Valpyr CR 11 NE Undead This creature is a demonic humanoid, with a forked tail, a pair of horns, and inky black eyes. Enormous bat-like wings grow from its back, and its body is wreathed in silvery flames. It carries a shortspear in one hand and a barbed whip in the other.

A valpyr is an undead mimic, a creature born of evil hoaxers and disguise artists. Their targets of mimicry are powerful fiends, most commonly balors. Valpyrs masquerade as balors in order to intimidate mortals and immortals alike, scaring off psychopomps and necromancers while browbeating lesser monsters into serving them. Valpyrs have to temper their bluster with caution. Even though they are powerful by the standards of mortals, they are nowhere as strong as a balor, and anything that can genuinely challenge one of the lords of the Abyss would have little difficulty destroying a valpyr.

Most valpyrs maintain savage fiefdoms of other creatures to serve them, and usually initiate combat from behind waves of loyal undead or monstrous hounds. Against weaker foes, they prefer to fight with manufactured weapons, the better to maintain the illusion that they are a balor. If they feel genuinely pressed, they instead fight with teeth and claws in order to drain the life from their enemies. Valpyrs will attempt to bluff or intimidate stronger enemies, but flee rapidly if their threats fail.

Although most valpyrs are balor mimics, some instead resemble other types of demons. This is usually due to the sins committed by the valpyr in life, but rumor has it that some valpyrs can intentionally change their form through sinister rituals. These variant valpyrs use the same base statistics, but replace fiery body and whip mastery with two appropriate abilities of the demon in question (like constrict and multiweapon mastery for a valpyr mimicking a marilith, or Huge size and an unholy nimbus for a valpyr mimicking a nalfeshnee).

Valpyr CR 11 XP 12,800 CE Large undead Init +5; Senses darkvision 60 ft., Perception +20, see invisibility

Defense AC 25, touch 14, flat-footed 20 (-1 size, +5 Dex, +11 natural) hp 147 (14d8+84) Fort +10, Ref +9, Will +14 DR 10/good; Immune fire, undead traits; SR 22 (26 vs. divination) Defensive Abilities fiery body, nondetection

Offense Speed 40 ft., fly 120 ft. (good) Melee adamantine shortspear +13/+8 (1d8+5), masterwork whip +13/+8 (1d4+2), bite +12 (1d10+2 plus 1d6 fire plus ability drain), 2 wings +12 (1d6+2 plus 1d6 fire) or 2 claws +14 (1d8+5 plus 1d6 fire plus ability drain), bite +14 (1d10+5 plus 1d6 fire plus ability drain), 2 wings +12 (1d6+2 plus 1d6 fire) Space 10 ft.; Reach 10 ft. (20 ft. with whip) Special Attacks burn quintessence

Spell-like Abilities CL 11th, concentration +17 Constant—nondetection, see invisibility At will—command undead (DC 18), detect magic, magic missile 3/day—bull’s strength, scorching ray, quickened true seeing 1/day—animate dead, fireball (DC 19), glibness, plane shift (DC 21)

Statistics Str 20, Dex 20, Con -, Int 22, Wis 17, Cha 23 Base Atk +10; CMB +16; CMD 31 Feats Flyby Attack, Improved Two-Weapon Fighting, Intimidating Prowess, Iron Will, Multiattack, Quicken SLA (true strike), Two-Weapon Fighting Skills Bluff +20, Disguise +27, Fly +24, Intimidate +32, Knowledge (arcana, religion) +23, Knowledge (planes) +20, Perception +20, Sense Motive +20, Spellcraft +23; Racial Modifiers +4 Disguise, +4 Intimidate Languages Abyssal, Common, Daemonic, Infernal, Necril SQ whip mastery

Ecology Environment any land or underground Organization solitary or army (1 plus 2-20 galleytrots, skeletons and zombies) Treasure standard (Large masterwork whip, Large adamantine shortspear, other treasure)

Special Abilities Ability Drain (Su) A creature struck by a valpyr’s claw attack must succeed a DC 23 Fortitude save or take 1 point of Constitution drain. A creature struck by a valpyr’s bite attack must succeed a DC 23 Fortitude save or take 2 points of Constitution drain. A valpyr gains 5 temporary hit points every time it deals ability damage. The save DC is Charisma based. Burn Quintessence (Su) Any fire damage dealt by a valpyr’s supernatural or spell-like abilities deals full damage to incorporeal creatures and ignores the energy immunities and resistances of extraplanar outsiders. Fiery Body (Su) A valpyr burns with silvery fire. It deals 1d6 points of fire damage with its natural weapons, and any creature that touches it takes 1d6 points of fire damage (no save). Whip Mastery (Ex) A valpyr treats a whip as a light weapon for the purposes of two-weapon fighting, and can inflict lethal damage on a foe regardless of the foe's armor.

[girlblogger-0kcal]

meus lembretes diários :

1 . faço jejuns de no mínimo 16 hrs (agora estou fazendo mais de 20 hrs

2 . coloco o garfo/colher no prato a cada garfada e mastigo muito bem

3 . como apenas o essencial (normalmente pulo todas as minhas jantas)

4 . não como após as 22h (de segunda a sexta eu não tomo café da manhã e nem janto e tomo café da manhã e almoço de sábado a domingo ♡)

5 . bebo MUITA água

6 . queimar as calórias das refeições (no meu caso, por ex: eu acordo, faço meus exércicios que normalmente queimam 190-220 calórias e consigo tomar meu café da manhã sem peso na consciência ♡)

7 . não como carboidratos a noite

8 . tirar fotos do corpo toda semana (para comparar com a semana anterior

9 . a última refeição deve ser 4h antes de dormir (essa regra serve quando janto, mesmo que seja raro e mesmo que seja algo leve)

10 . me presenteio a cada meta alcançada (óbvio que o "presente" não vai ser uma pratada de pedreiroKKKKKK e sim produtos de cabelo, um hidratante, um body splash, maquiagem, roupa ,enfim)

11 . mantenho um diário alimentar

12 . sempre me lembro : um doce traz prazer por alguns minutos mas ele continua na sua barriga por anos

13 . não aceito comida dos outros ou sem saber quantas calorias aquilo tem

14 . sensação de estômago cheio é horrível (isso é muito real, nos primeiros dias era horrível o vazio na barriga mas agora quando fico de barriga é como se estivesse me afogando sla kkk)

15 . NUNCA repito

[salernoah]

Dinsdag | 21-05-2024 | 23°C | Salerno | Dag 8

Vitrine bij Bar Rosa

Helaas voel ik me niet helemaal lekker. Ik heb keelpijn en ben verkouden. Omdat ik me niet al te best voelde, ben ik tijdens de pauze naar huis gegaan en heb ik geslapen. Onderweg naar huis heb ik bij de markt nog wat fruit gekocht en zag ik de Italiaanse marktjongen. Hij zag mij echter gelukkig niet, dus kon ik hem ontlopen. We hadden eigenlijk afgelopen zondag afgesproken, maar daar is het uiteindelijk niet van gekomen. Ik zag het niet zo zitten. Thuis heb ik een dutje gedaan (zeg maar gerust anderhalf uur lang) en nog voelde ik me moe. Ik wilde eerst nog naar de lezing over de Italiaanse handgebaren gaan, die op school werd gegeven, maar daarvoor voelde ik me te beroerd. Ik ben thuisgebleven en heb zojuist mijn huiswerk gemaakt en nog een paracetamol genomen. Bij de apotheek had ik vanochtend heel dure keelpastilles gehaald (dan is het maar te hopen dat deze ook enigszins werken). Hopelijk voel ik me morgen beter.

Op school hebben we il condizionale semplice/presente geleerd: de voorwaardelijke wijs: zowel lastig als gemakkelijk tegelijk. Eigenlijk is de vervoeging van deze werkwoordstijd niet lastig, maar je moet wel goed opletten. Bij werkwoorden die op –are eindigen, verandert de ‘a’ in een ‘e’. Daarnaast heb je nog de onregelmatige werkwoorden, maar die zijn niet bijzonder lastig.

Het uitspreken van sommige woorden is best wel een uitdaging... di-men-ti-che-reb-be-ro... of zo...

Wist je dat ze in Italië ook Expeditie Robinson hebben? Het staat nu aan op tv, maar in het Italiaans heet het programma L’isola dei famosi. Het is nu dag drieënveertig. Verder is er niks op televisie. Ik ga zo pizza bestellen, misschien om mee te nemen om thuis op te eten; ik weet niet of ik zin heb om daar te eten.

Over pizza gesproken: gisteren ben ik met twee nieuwe Nederlandse meiden (van tweeëntwintig en bijna-negentien) en een Franse naar Nettuno (gelateria) geweest, waar je voor €2,20 een goede vegetarische pizza kon scoren. Dat was gelijk mijn avondeten. Daarvóór waren we met een groep een ijsje gaan eten bij een andere gelateria, vlakbij het strand. Helaas heb ik geen foto gemaakt van alle ijssmaken, maar het waren er veel. Veel aparte smaken, vooral, zoals fuori di latte (karnemelk) en andere smaken waarvan ik niet wist wat het was. Ook hadden ze een ijssmaak met baba’s! Ik nam, heel saai, munt met chocolade en stracciatella. Het was een zeer smaakvol ijsje.

Voor ons ijsje hebben we gezamenlijk geluncht bij Nonna Maria, waar ik met Valeria al eens eerder na school heb geluncht. Voor €8 heb je een heerlijke vegetarische pasta (dikke pasta die op udon noodles lijkt). Deze keer hadden ze dit type pasta niet, dus kreeg ik gnocchi (ook erg lekker) met dezelfde pastasaus.

Ons groepje dat uit een handjevol jongeren bestond is sinds de komst van nieuwe studenten gegroeid. Ons groepje bestaat nu uit: Valeria (Brazilië), Julien (Franstalig Zwitserland), Yves (Duits-Zwitsers), Illaria (Duits-Zwitsers), Thijs (Harderwijk), Nadine (Ede), Laura (vergeten welke Nederlandse stad, ergens bij Wageningen in de buurt?), Louise (Parijs, maar half Zwitsers), Carol (Braziliaanse die ik maar twee keer heb gezien) en nog een paar anderen.

Na ons ijsje ben ik met Louise, Laura en Nadine naar het strand gegaan. Het was gisteren 28°C. Die temperatuursveranderingen doen me denk ik ook geen goed. Vanochtend was het fris. Ik had spijt dat ik mijn trui niet had aangedaan. Toen ik terug naar huis liep miezerde het zelfs. Nu is het weer zonnig en aangenaam genoeg. Nu ik wel trek begin te krijgen, denk ik dat ik me zo omkleed en dan naar Addor i pizza, het pizzarestaurantje vlak naast de groente- en fruitmarkt, loop.

Bij Addor i pizza kun je ook een pizza met frietjes krijgen. Ik vraag me af of de Italianen daadwerkelijk zo'n pizza zouden eten, maar misschien wel. Ik sla deze even over...