#Wisdom Body Ent.

[all-things-skylanders]

Could I request some boom bloom headcannons and share one of them (she’s bisexual )

Yeah, looking her over, I can definitely see that Boom Bloom has Bi Energy. This is actually the first requested character I don't have in my collection, so I'm relying on the wiki alone.

Updated Lore:

Boom Bloom was a sentient tree at one point, helpless and yet peaceful. She had no name, and yet everyone in the grove knew her, and she knew everyone else. Of course, that was because her only neighbors were other sentient trees! Boom Bloom lived for over a thousand years, meaning that she had watched the fall of the Arkeyan empire at the hands of the Giants, though she had never learned what it was like to meet the fabled Tree Rex.

After nearly twelve-hundred years of life, Boom Bloom found herself growing increasingly bored of the status quo. She had counted the leaves of every tree in sight a thousand times over, watched blades of grass wither with unwavering focus, and survived locust attacks for generations.

When change finally came, it was in the form of an Ent Ninja and his apprentice. The ent was the supposed Guardian of the Forest, though he mostly stuck to the more populated areas. The grove however, was the perfect spot for him and the little elf girl with him to train. For years, Boom Bloom watched as the elf grew into the future warrior, Stealth Elf. Boom Bloom herself watched the ninja training every day as well, soaking everything that she needed to know up, unlike the other trees who didn't care for learning such frivolities that they would never use.

When Stealth Elf graduated and moved on, the status quo set back in, but only for a short while. The villanous Dr. Krankcase dug up the entire grove of its trees and brought them to his lab for experiments, mutating each of them into what were intended to be his minions. The trees didn't take kindly to this, and were quick to rebel with their new bodies. All of Boom Bloom's old friends quickly were destroyed, as they knew nothing of using their physical forms, but Boom Bloom had learned of combat through watching the ninjas train, so with the help of her mutated powers, she destroyed Krankcase's entire laboratory, where the villain only escaped by a hair.

Boom Bloom's ancient wisdom and prowess rivaling the most decorated skylanders in the team, Boom Bloom was quick to become a Sensei when she sought out the famed Master Eon, teaching giddy recruits in the pursuit of patience.

Other Stuff:

Boom Bloom is Bisexual, though not towards other creatures. Boom Bloom has been caught flirting with flowers and shrubs around the academy, and has yet to exhibit any attraction to something capable of returning those feelings.

Due to their pasts as mutated trees, and similar ages, Boom Bloom and Tree Rex share a connection, and are commonly paired as duos when big guns need to be called in.

Boom Bloom sees Stealth Elf as something like a daughter, and tries to go on bonding activities and hang-outs, only to confuse Stealth Elf more and more, since the elf herself never knew Boom Bloom had been watching, and therefor felt none of the bond that Boom Bloom did.

Boom Bloom has next to zero social understanding. While she talks very formally and is seemingly polite at first, she can be blunt, emotional and easily confused, since she knows very little of her world beyond what she eavesdropped. She also has next to no concept of mortality and time, so she's given quite a few skylanders existential dread over their short lives.

Boom Bloom has severe survivor's guilt, as she knew her grove mates for nearly twelve centuries, and now she is the last one left. On late nights, she may be found in the middle of Life Zones, mourning her kin.

WOAH! That was a lot more than I expected to write, Boom Bloom really spoke to me a lot! She has a really solid concept that lends itself to my favorite brand of angst quite well, so I guess I kinda went overboard.

That's what I could come up with for Boom Bloom. Do you like it? I'm always down for feedback, as long as it's polite ^^

[paperanddice]

Xill are strange extraplanar creatures, inhabiting the Ethereal Plane just aside the world, or the edges of the Overworld in the Dragon Empire. The largest faction of xill are vicious raiders, hunting victims to expand their numbers as much as possible. All xill are capable of producing eggs, and can even self fertilize to perform reproduction runs on their own. When encountering prey, xill will attempt to use their paralytic bite to render their victim helpless, then inject its eggs into the creature's body via an ovipositor located behind the xill's mandibles.

Generally, once their eggs have been implanted the xill will retreat from battle, seeking to return home to rest, recover, and prepare for their next raid, leaving their eggs to incubate and hatch. Young xill instinctively know how to planewalk, attempting to hide and make their way to the Ethereal, where they can grow. Young xill are collected by adults wherever they are found and given training and indoctrination into the culture of their rescuers. Those smaller groups that don't believe in reckless and cruel expansion will try to train the young to that view, but they are constantly under assault from the much larger faction of expansionists who see all other creatures as nothing more than incubators, and these kinder xill as weaklings and traitors.

Xill track back all the way to the Fiend Folio from 1981, and appeared in both the 3.5 Monster Manual and Pathfinder Bestiary. They did appear in one 5e supplement, but I wanted to get my hands on them as well to make my own version. This post came out a week ago on my Patreon. If you want to get access to all my monster conversions early, as well as access to my premade adventures and other material I’m working on, consider backing me there!

5th Edition

Xill Medium humanoid, usually lawful evil Armor Class 18 (natural armor, shield) Hit Points 91 (14d8 + 28) Speed 40 ft. Str 17 (+3) Dex 18 (+4) Con 14 (+2) Int 15 (+2) Wis 12 (+1) Cha 11 (+0) Saving Throws Dex +7, Int +5, Wis +4 Skills Acrobatics +7, Arcana +5, Deception +3, Intimidation +3, Perception +4, Stealth +7 Senses darkvision 60 ft., passive Perception 14 Languages Common, Infernal Challenge 6 (2300 XP) Actions Multiattack. The xill makes four attacks, only one of which can be with its Bite. If it hits a single target with two or more claw attacks, it grapples that target (escape DC 13). Bite. Melee Weapon Attack: +7 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: 6 (1d4+4) piercing damage and the target must make a DC 13 Constitution saving throw. If the saving throw fails by 5 or more, the target is paralyzed for 1d4 hours. Otherwise, a creature that fails the save feels its limbs going numb and is restrained. The restrained creature must repeat the saving throw at the end of its next turn, becoming paralyzed for 1d4 hours on a failure, or ending the effect on a success. A paralyzed creature can repeat the save at the end of each hour, ending the effect on itself on a success. Claw. Melee Weapon Attack: +7 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: 6 (1d4+4) slashing damage. Shortsword. Melee Weapon Attack: +7 to hit, reach 5 ft., one target. Hit: 7 (1d6+4) piercing damage. Implant Eggs (1/Day). The xill can lay 2d6 eggs in an incapacitated creature, or a creature it has grappled. The eggs hatch in 24 hours, at which point they begin devouring the host from within. Each hour, the target has its hit point maximum reduced by 5 (2d4) per young. If the target's hit point maximum drops to 0 as a result of this, the target dies. The young then emerge from the corpse. The young are Tiny fiends with AC 6, 1 hit point, a 2 (-4) in every ability score, a speed of 10 feet, and the Planewalk action. The eggs or active young can be removed with a lesser restoration spell or similar magic. Alternatively, a creature can spend 10 minutes and deal 5 (2d4) damage to the host to make a DC 16 Wisdom (Medicine) check, removing a single egg or active young on a success. Planewalk. The xill enters the Material Plane from the Ethereal Plane. Alternatively, the xill can use its action and bonus action for three rounds in a row to enter the Ethereal Plane from the Material Plane. The xill's attempt to enter the Ethereal Plane is interrupted if it moves or if its concentration is broken (as if concentrating on a spell), in which case it must restart this attempt. After it takes the first round of actions, attacks against the xill have disadvantage.

13th Age

Xill  3rd level spoiler [humanoid]  Initiative: +9 Claws and Blades +8 vs. AC (3 attacks) - 2 damage. Dual Hits: If the xill hits a single target with two or more claws and blades attacks, it can make a paralyzing bite attack as a free action against that target. [Special Trigger] Paralyzing Bite +8 vs. AC - 2 damage and the target is dazed (save ends). Natural 16+: The target is weakened instead of dazed (save ends). First Failed Save: The target is stuck as long as it is dazed or weakened. Second Failed Save: The target is stunned (save ends). Implant Eggs +8 vs. PD (one weakened or stunned enemy) - The target must start making last gasp saves. With each failed save, it takes 5 damage as xill young start devouring it from the inside out. On the fourth failed save, the target dies and 2d6 xill young burst out of its corpse. Each xill young has all defenses 10, 1 hit point, and the planewalk action. Even if the battle ends, the target must continue making these saves until it succeeds or it accumulates 4 failures. Limited Use: 1/battle, recharges if the attack misses. Planewalk: The xill can spend a standard action to attempt a hard save (16+). On a success, the xill can teleport to another plane of existence, leaving the battle. If all living xill in the battle have successfully used their implant eggs attack, this becomes an easy save (6+). AC 20 PD 18 MD 14 HP 32

[vikings-til-valhalla]

Sometimes I wonder if Odin has damned me, and if so, what over? What have I done that warrants this much suffering???

I lost my job officially yesterday. I'm $150 in the negatives right now, with no way to pull out until I get a new job, plus I have to go into the city in less than 2 weeks which will cost me $50 at least for the train ticket there and back ($32.50), and then parking for the time I'm in the city.

My mom is... not ok. Not only did she get the blood clots in her lungs last month, but she got one in her leg which took up the ENTIRE FUCKING LEG!!!! She can't walk right now, not very much, and only with a walker. Mesh was placed in her lungs to prevent any more clots from reaching them. She'll go into surgery to remove the clot in her leg someday in the next week to two weeks. Furthermore, she's on a constant heart monitor, and must also monitor a million other vitals on her own every day for the indefinite future.

Then tonight, she went back to the hospital for a fourth (fifth?) time. I'm losing track of how often she's in the hospital now. Chances are, she won't be working a job again. Ever. She'll be on permanent disability...

On top of everything, my sinusitis flared like hell a few days ago, causing the most excruciating pain I've ever known in my face through my teeth. Literally I've done MMA classes for an hour straight that were intensive workouts, with one fractured wrist and two sprained legs, which involved pushups, ropes, jumping jacks, punching bags, sparring, grappling, etc. I have chronic pain in my entire body 24/7 and have had it since 9 years old. All of those things combined, plus my surgeries I've had added in with the infections that followed? Nothing compared to this agony.

I've been shoving 1,600mg of ibuprofen down every day for 6 days, and finally saw an ENT today who gave me steroids, and no painkillers. Bruh, if I could survive the WORST CHRONIC PAIN EVER, and then THIS IS WORSE???? GIVE ME SOMETHING FOR FUCKS SAKE!!!!!!!

I've been waking up crying several times a day for almost a week because of the pain. Getting all 4 wisdom teeth out at once didn't even hurt this bad, and they were impacted and caused my face to swell for like a week straight. Now to add to it, my side and wrist are killing me like hell, and I just want to cry.

Odin, why? Why are you doing this to me?? I know you say to me I'm strong, but does someone have to suffer this much all at once for so long a time just to prove to you that he's worthy? Please, just spare me for once... I need it now more than ever...

[parulayurvedhospital]

Understanding the Different Specialisations Among Ayurvedic Doctors

If you're exploring holistic and natural ways to maintain or improve your health, consulting an Ayurvedic doctor in Vadodara or other places is what you need. But did you know that there are several specialisations within Ayurveda, each focusing on different aspects of wellness? Let’s dive into the various specialisations of Ayurvedic medicine and how they cater to diverse health needs.

1. Kayachikitsa (General Medicine)

Kayachikitsa is the Ayurvedic equivalent of general medicine. This specialisation deals with diagnosing and treating general ailments and chronic diseases like diabetes, arthritis, and digestive disorders. Practitioners in this field consider the patient’s entire lifestyle and body constitution to devise a personalised treatment plan that often includes dietary changes, herbal remedies, and lifestyle adjustments.

2. Shalya Tantra (Surgery)

Yes, surgery in Ayurveda! Shalya Tantra is the ancient practice of surgical techniques, including procedures similar to modern-day surgeries. It was historically used for treating conditions like haemorrhoids, fistulas, and even cataracts. Modern Ayurvedic practitioners may not perform complex surgeries but focus on minor surgical procedures and the management of wounds with herbal applications and therapies.

3. Shalakya Tantra (ENT and Ophthalmology)

Shalakya Tantra specialises in diseases that affect the ear, nose, throat, eyes, head, and neck. This specialisation may include medicinal treatments and surgical procedures focused on these areas. Common treatments involve herbal instillations and dietary regulations to treat conditions like sinusitis, vision impairment, and chronic headaches.

4. Kaumarabhritya (Pediatrics)

This specialisation is akin to paediatrics in conventional medicine. Kaumarabhritya focuses on the health and diseases related to children from birth until adolescence. Treatments involve nourishing diets, herbal remedies, and specific therapies that promote healthy growth and development while treating common pediatric diseases naturally and gently.

5. Bhutavidya (Psychiatry)

Ayurveda has a unique approach to mental health, termed Bhutavidya. This field treats mental health conditions through a combination of herbal medicine, dietary advice, and lifestyle adjustments, including yoga and meditation. The approach is holistic, considering the patient's mental, physical, and spiritual health.

6. Agada Tantra (Toxicology)

Agada Tantra focuses on managing toxins from poisons, animal bites, and other toxic substances. This specialisation provides knowledge on detoxifying the body using various herbs and practices to counteract the effects of these toxins. It’s particularly relevant in areas where exposure to natural toxins is more common.

7. Rasayana (Geriatrics or Rejuvenation)

Rasayana is the science of rejuvenation and anti-aging. This branch of Ayurveda emphasises practices and therapies that aim to increase longevity, improve memory, health, and vitality, and strengthen the body. Rasayana treatments involve specific diets, herbal remedies, and purification therapies.

8. Vajikarana (Aphrodisiac therapy)

Vajikarana is focused on improving sexual health and reproductive capabilities. This branch prescribes various therapies and herbal preparations that enhance reproductive tissues and improve sexual function and health. The goal is to ensure healthy progeny and enhance overall vitality.

Conclusion

Each of these specialisations reflects a unique aspect of Ayurvedic wisdom tailored to address specific areas of health. If you’re in Gujarat and looking for holistic treatment, finding the right Ayurvedic doctor in Vadodara and other places in the country specialising in the relevant field can be a transformative step towards natural and effective health management. 

[tseneipgam]

"The other day at school, between classes, I forget who, but someone was saying, "I was born a girl, so yeah I definitely want to have a baby of my own eventually." Where does that come from, though? Does blood coming out of your body make you a woman? A potential mother? What makes that so great anyway? Does anyone really believe that? .... It feels like I'm trapped inside my body. It decides when I get hungry, and when I'll get my period. From birth to death, you have to keep eating and making money just to stay alive. I see what working every night does to my mum. It takes it out of her. But what's it all for? Life is hard enough with just one body. Why would anyone ever want to make another one? I can't even imagine why anyone would bother, but people act like it's the best thing ever. Do they believe that, though? I mean, have they ever really thought about it? When I'm alone and thinking about this stuff, it always makes me so sad. At least for me, I know it's not the right thing. Once you get your period, that means your body can fertil- ize sperm. And that means you can get pregnant. And then we get more people, thinking and eating and filling up the world. It's overwhelming. I get a little depressed just thinking about it. I'll never do it. I'll never have children. Ever."

"...even the idea that all is one and one is all vanishes from your mind, and you realize you're the universe, and that there is no you at all. She said that people can become Buddhas, too, but honestly I don't really get how that's differ- ent from enlightenment or whatever. Anyway, that's what Buddhism is all about. And that's why priests read sutras at funerals. So that the person who died can become a Buddha. But there was this other thing she said that really stuck with me. Even when a woman dies, she can't become a Buddha. Because women are supposedly dirty. A long time ago, all these important people wrote about how dirty women are, and why that's bad. So, basically, to become a Buddha, you have to be reborn as a man first. What the hell is that? I didn't get it, so I was like, Jun, how do you do that? She was like "I don't know." I asked her how she could believe any of that. It was crazy. Things got pretty awkward after that."

"The lower shelves were where I kept the paperbacks I fig- ured I'd never read again. The names on the spines, Herman Hesse, Raymond Radiguet, and Kyusaku Yumeno, had all faded in the sun. Lord of the Flies, Pride and Prejudice, and my Dostoyevsky, The Gambler, Notes from Underground, and The Brothers Karamazov. Chekhov, Camus, Steinbeck. The Odyssey and The Earthquake in Chile. These were the undisputed giants of literature; but from a different angle, this classic lineup was a shameful, even mortifying symbol of my willing- ness to truckle to the received wisdom of the canon, a stance that undeniably marked me as an amateur."

"Writing makes me happy. But it goes beyond that. Writing is my life's work. I am absolutely positive that this is what I'm here to do. Even if it turns out that I don't have the ability, and no one out there wants to read a single word of it, there's noth. ing I can do about this feeling. I can't make it go away. I recognize that luck, effort, and ability are often indistin- guishable. And I know that, in the end, I'm just another human being, who's born only to die. I know that in reality, it makes no difference whether I write novels, and it makes no differ- ence if anyone cares. With all the countless books already out there, the world won't notice if I fail to publish even one book with my name on it. That's no tragedy. I know that. I get that."

"From that point on, it's all a mystery. Say an egg is fertilized. It's going to be a girl, and she hasn't been born yet. In the baby girl's ovaries (scary to think, but she's already got them), she's got seven million eggs, more than she'll ever have after being born. From then on, the number only drops. When the girl's born, she's got maybe a million, and she'll never get any new ones After that, it dips way, way down. By the time a girl is my age, she's got around three hundred thousand left, and only a small number of those fully develop. Only those eggs can get you pregnant. It's scary to think about it, really scary. Before I was even born, I already had everything I needed to have a baby of my own. In some ways, I was even more prepared than I am now. Set up to give birth, before I was even born ...This isn't just in books, though. It's happening now, as we speak, inside of me. I wish I could rip out all those parts of me, the parts already rushing to give birth. Why does it have to be like this?"

"Your life would have been better if you never had me. Think about how great everything would be if none of us were ever born. No happiness, no sadness. Nothing could ever happen to us then. It's not our fault that we have eggs and sperm, but we can definitely try harder to keep them from meeting."

"Just think about it. They're on a pedestal from the second they're born, only they don't realize it. Whenever they need something, their mums come running. They're taught to believe that their penises make them superior, and that women are just there for them to use however they see fit. Then they go out into the world, where everything centers around them and their dicks. And it's women who have to make it work. At the end of the day, where's this pain that men feel coming from? In their opinion: us. It's all our fault--whether they're unpopular, broke, jobless. Whatever it is, they blame women for all of their failures, all their problems. Now think about women. No matter how you see it, who's actually responsible for the majority of the pain women feel? If you think about it that way, how could a man and a woman ever see eye to eye? It's structurally impossible."

"You've got what it takes to be a great novelist. Don't squander your gift. Everyone goes through times when they can't write. The important thing is that you keep on going. If you want to write, you have to make it your whole life. I mean, you knew that when you started, right?" I stared down at the round tips of her shoes. Nothing to say. "How is having a kid going to help you? Get a grip. Kids. Do you know how boring you sound? Great writers, men and women alike, never have kids. When you write, there's no room in your life for that. You have to go where your stories take you. You owe that to your writing. Don't listen to Rika. What she does isn't literature anyway. It's pop. It's trash. What she writes anyone could write. Sure it's readable and makes people feel cozy, but her prose is hackneyed and derivative. She churns stuff out like nothing for a reason. That isn't literature. You can do better than that. If your story is putting up a fight, that means it has a heart. That's all that matters. What's the point of writing some novel you could breeze through in a month or two? The struggle means something. It means every- thing. I'm here for you. I'm with you. I'm working on this with you. The story's going to be great. I believe in you. You can write something that nobody else can, I'm sure of it."

"It's never crossed their mind that bringing a child into the world could be at all violent. Hey, everyone loves surprise par- ties, right? One day you open the door, and everyone's there waiting for you, ready to surprise you. Here are all these people you've never met, never seen before, congratulating you, big smiles on their faces. Parties are different, though. You can go back through the door behind you, but when you're born, there's no leaving. There's no door. There's no way back to how things were before. I hate it to say it, but not everyone likes sut- prise parties. Most people go around believing life is good, one stant blessing, like the world we live in is so beautiful, and despite the pain, it's actually this amazing place."

"She could hear the other children playing, even see them, way off in the distance. How could they be living in the same world? If the grass covering the river's edge could talk, what would it say? Growing its whole life in the same spot. Stuck there. What about her? What did she have to say? Staring off into the distance, Yuriko remembered the time that she got separated from her mother in the meadow. The smell of grass was almost suffocating. Crouching so she could get a closer look at all the shiny flowering plants, she blew on their leaves and asked them: "What makes us so different? Does it hurt to be you? Does it hurt to be me? What's it mean to hurt, anyway?" Jostling on the fragrant breeze, her new friends wouldn't answer her."

"

"Amazing, right? If I was sulking on the ferris wheel, nor wanting to go home, or just bent out of shape, if I'd been felt. ins with a friend or Mum had yelled at me, my dad would say, When things get rough, just think about the Voyager: He rold me it was always out there, flying through the darkness. Not metaphorically. Literally. At any given moment, somewhere on earth, it was directly overhead." I nodded. "Kind of a lot to tell a kid. But I think I understood what he was saying. We're always getting caught up in our problems, but what's a hundred years? Human lives are so short. The whole of human history is nothing when you stop and think about outer space. I don't think he was trying to tell me I was going to die at some point or anything like that. It wasn't about me at all. More like there would come a time when the sun would burn out, when human beings and this planet would no longer exist, but the Voyager would still be out there, drifting ever deeper into space." I nodded. "You know about the golden record?" "What's that?" I asked. "The Voyager is carrying a record filled with the sounds of our planet. Waves, wind, lightning, birds. Greetings in over fifty languages. Music from across the globe. Information about human reproduction, our anatomy, the way our bodies change. The colors as we perceive them, the things we eat, the things we care about. Our daily lives. Deserts, oceans, mountains, animals, musical instruments Science, culture, everything. It's all on this record. There's a needle in there, too, so you can play it." I imagined a single gold-colored disc. "Someday, if someone in another galaxy finds the probe. and they can make sense of that record, they'll get a sense of who we were. By that time, we'll be long gone, all of us. But at least we left a record. In that sense, our memory can live on"

Vocab:

"yakiniku" commonly refers to a style of cooking bite-size meat and vegetables on gridirons or griddles

"motsu" literally translates to guts and "yaki" meaning grilled so: Grilled Guts.

"mugicha" =Japanese barley tea

"izakaya" =a type of informal Japanese bar that serves alcoholic drinks and snack

“motsuni” usually refers to a soup dish that has been simmered for a long time

a "happi" is a traditional tube-sleeved Japanese coat, usually worn only during festivals

"Oden" is a Japanese fish cake stew simmered in a soy sauce-based dashi broth and served family style in a donabe clay pot in the wintertime.

an "oshibori" or hot towel in English, is a wet hand towel offered to customers in places such as restaurants or bars, and used to clean one's hands before eating.

"Harusame" = glass noodle

"Dashimaki Tamago"= rolled omelet made with egg and dashi

"Samgyeopsal, samgyeopsal-gui, or grilled pork belly is a type of gui in Korean cuisine"

"Pachinko" parlors are widespread in Japan, and usually also feature a number of slot machines (called pachislo or pachislots

"Okonomiyaki" is a Japanese teppanyaki, savory pancake dish consisting of wheat flour batter and other ingredients cooked on a teppan.

"Takoyaki" is a ball-shaped Japanese snack made of a wheat flour-based batter and cooked in a special molded pan. It is typically filled with minced or diced octopus, tempura scraps, pickled ginger, and green onion

[underground-hip-hop-affiliated]

Tekitha - Ridin'

[swordrobe]

I’ve been having two periods for 3/4 of November. I skipped a week then got back to it. I’m sick of it. I think they got weirder after my dr put me on birth control that made me feel like I was dying and now I have periods for 2 and a half weeks every couple months. And despite how fucked up it is, she doesn’t think anything it wrong. My blood test was off on some key hormone levels but they were within the reference range so it went unnoticed.

[lemissingmask]

2. Paris - Love Triangle/Choices

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Gaius’ cave was up near the top of a mountain and, even for the gods, could only be reached on foot.

That was one of the god of wisdom’s more frustrating spells, to restrict access in this way as an attempt to discourage unwanted visitors.  Yet more frustrating when travelling in the company of a small, four legged creature whose body was far better suited ambling over flat grassy plains than the rocky and steep side of a mountain.

To Lancelot’s credit, he didn’t complain. In fact he only really made himself known by head butting Merlin in the leg or bleating quietly when Merlin nearly slipped or stumbled over some rocks, and once to warn him of a snake in the path ahead.

A snake who looked suspiciously like one of the forms of the shape-shifting Nimueh.

Merlin found he was quite enjoying the company of the little fluffy sheep. Although Lancelot didn’t answer, at least not in any way Merlin could understand, he did make for a good partner in Merlin’s rambling conversation. Or, at least, Merlin enjoyed talking to him, and he liked to think Lancelot was enjoying the journey somewhat himself.  After all, Merlin was notoriously good company.

A perk of being god of revelry, amusements, and, at times, mischief.

So much was he enjoying the companionship of that small fluffy creature, that he was almost disappointed to arrive at the mouth of Gaius' cave.  Back in his true form, the god of beauty would surely retreat back to his solitary and elusive ways, and Merlin would really rather he did not.

Fortunately, it seemed that might not be happening any time soon.

"Merlin!" Gaius greeted him with a stern raising of the eyebrow and an angry expression in his eyes, "Did you do this?"

"Do what?" Merlin asked automatically, and he had, admittedly, done more sneaky things than the wise god was openly aware of.

"My well!"

"Your well?" Merlin smiled sheepishly over at the sheep, who looked back with an impassive glare, "I only borrowed one spell..."

"One spell?" Gaius turned and gestured to the circular recess at the back of his cave, "The entire thing is gone!"

"The entire thing?!" Merlin ran over and stared down the gaping hole where the shimmering, golden tinted water should be, "How?! Where?!"

Gaius paused, frowning, "You're not responsible for this?"

"Why would I steal your well?" Merlin looked incredulously at him, "How would I steal your well?!  Wouldn't that need a spell in itself?"

That terrifying raised eyebrow again, "Such as the spell you took the other day?"

"Oh, that..." Merlin looked over at the sheep still standing at the entrance to the cave, "That was...for another purpose."

Following his gaze, Gaius' features turned from disapproving to disbelieving, "What, precisely, have you done this time?"

Rubbing the back of his neck, Merlin laughed, "Well, I sort of, in a manner of speaking, might have transformed the god of beauty into a sheep."

Lancelot bleated.  Confirmation, or perhaps complaint.

"Why by all the spirits did you turn Lancelot into a sheep?!" Gaius stared, then shook his head, "Never mind.  Merlin, I need you to find my well."

"Can you turn Lancelot back first?"

Another bleat.

"That sort of magic requires a specific spell, which you would need to find in the well."

"Don't you remember one, or..."

Again, the eyebrow.

"You know it does not work like that.  Or, at least, I've told you a thousand times over it does not," Gaius sighed, "Each spell taken from those waters is one use only.  It was a necessary measure to ensure certain gods, namely Uther, could not use it to obtain absolute power."

The sheep suddenly nudged Merlin's leg.

"Uther!" Merlin blurted, turning and ruffling the fluffiest spot on Lancelot's head, "We saw a snake on the way up here.  I think it was Nimueh.  Could she have stolen your well for Uther?"

"Quite possibly," Gaius sat on a wooden stool and observed the sheep and the god, "In which case, you had best find a way to get it back fast, before Uther uses it to move his entire dominion back to the mortal realm."

Uther's underworld, up here...Merlin shuddered at the thought.

"Alright, I'm on it," Merlin rolled his shoulders, quite unnecessarily, "Lancelot.  Do you want to stay here, with Gaius, or I can take you back down to Percival?"

The sheep bleated and nudged his leg again.

"I have no idea what that means," Merlin shrugged, "Alright.  How about this...bleat for Gaius, headbutt me for Percival."

The sheep neither made a sound nor knocked into Merlin, but instead ambled over to the entrance to the cave and stopped.

"That wasn't one of the options!"

Gaius smiled slightly, "I believe he has another idea."

"Such as?"

"He intends to help you."

Lancelot bleated and shifted his legs a little, walking in a circle at the entrance and looking back at Merlin.

"Oh good," Merlin sighed sarcastically, despite the small rise of elation he felt inside, "The god of revelry and a sheep up against the dark lord of the underworld and his shape-shifting ally...this is going to end really, really well."

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[dragon-cb]

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[ 𝕷𝖊𝖊 𝕿𝖆𝖊𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖌 ]

Shifter species: Deep sea dragon, a symbol of wisdom and depth

(Read more about deep sea dragon shifters HERE)

Pros: Always calm and keeps others calm, easy to be around, laughs at jokes even if they’re not funny 

Cons: Avoids conflict at all costs even if it’s necessary 

If NSFW: Taeyong is a full switch (Completely depending on his mood)

[ 𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝕭𝖆𝖓𝖌 ]

Shifter species: King dragon, a symbol of power and leadership

(Read more about king dragon shifters HERE)

Pros: Very attentive, patient, takes good care of people

Cons: Can be unintentionally bossy, dry until he gets comfortable with someone

If NSFW: Chris is a dom (soft or hard depending on his mood)

[ 𝕶𝖎𝖒 𝕯𝖔𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖌 ]

Shifter species: Blood dragon, a symbol of stealth and destruction 

(Read more about blood dragon shifters HERE)

Pros: Almost never gets angry, very laid back, will steal food for you

Cons: Doesn’t take things seriously, will unintentionally scare you a lot

If NSFW: Doyoung is a hard dom

[ 𝕿𝖊𝖓 𝕷𝖊𝖊]

Shifter species: Serpent dragon, a symbol of cunning and charm

(Read more about serpent dragon shifters HERE)

Pros: Gentle, very friendly and open, incredibly affectionate 

Cons: Has very few physical boundaries, can be unintentionally flirty

If NSFW: Ten is a full switch (Bratty sub, soft dom)

[ 𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕷𝖊𝖊 ]

Shifter species: Frost dragon, a symbol of joy and honesty

(Read more about frost dragon shifters HERE)

Pros: Playful, always laughing and smiling, tells bad jokes but they make you laugh anyway

Cons: Honest to a fault, can unintentionally hurt people’s feelings with his honesty 

If NSFW: Mark is a full switch (Shy sub, soft dom)

[ 𝖂𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝕷𝖚𝖈𝖆𝖘 ]

Shifter species: Sun dragon, a symbol of comfort and warmth

(Read more about sun dragon shifters HERE)

Pros: Warm, cuddly, always does his best to make you feel better in any way he can

Cons: Can be dumb sometimes so be patient 

If NSFW: Lucas is a dom leaning switch (soft dom)

[ 𝕷𝖊𝖊 𝕶𝖓𝖔𝖜 ]

Shifter species: Moon dragon, a symbol of tranquility and watchfulness

(Read more about moon dragon shifters HERE)

Pros: Pays attention to everything, a great listener, easy to be around

Cons: Unintentionally eavesdrops a lot, naps a LOT

If NSFW: Minho is a full switch (Obedient sub, lazy dom)

[ 𝕷𝖊𝖊 𝕱𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖝 ]

Shifter species: Soul dragon, a symbol of intuition and contrast

(Read more about soul dragon shifters HERE)

Pros: Very sweet, gives great compliments, literally not a mean bone in his body

Cons: Skittish, takes time to warm up, has a hard time talking to people

If NSFW: Felix is a shy sub

[ 𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝕵𝖎𝖒𝖎𝖓 ]

Shifter species: Bumblebee dragon, a symbol of care and unity

(Read more about bumblebee dragon shifters HERE)

Pros: Calming to be around, understanding, easy to talk to, attentive to other’s needs

Cons: Buzzes in his sleep and no matter what you do it won’t stop

If NSFW: Jimin is a sub (Obedient or bratty depending on the mood)

[ 𝕮𝖍𝖔𝖎 𝕾𝖆𝖓 ]

Shifter species: Fire dragon, a symbol of protection and strength

(Read more about fire dragon shifters HERE)

Pros: Very warm, incredibly protective over those he cares about

Cons: Can be overprotective, might accidentally burn you but he’ll say sorry after

If NSFW: San is a dom leaning switch (soft dom, only hard if provoked)

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[captainkurosolaire]

Faith X

 Shortly after a beam of light dawned onto the vessel, connected by aetheryte waypoints and also diverged aetheric insignia’s imbued into the Crew’s signets. A tremendous stoic Wildwood Elezen surveyed the sea-vessel in complete chaos. Bodies, sheep, a gory bloodbath all surrounding. A back-holstered staff carrying a bell rang signalling his undeniable presence. Which, to the polymorphed sheep, they drew thinking they were being herded and began munching at his majestic lock’s that flowed to his ankles, but to the sheep, it looked like golden hay. “Halt that!” He winced with irritation, and tugged and resisted before drumming his bottom hilted staff to put them asleep. Closing powerful almighty rich emerald’s hues. He commenced with invoking a spell that asked for nature to tend to them. Arteries nicked were being temporarily channeled through a new stream of branches to flow them again for replicate function. <Light-of-before>, allowed injuries to be timely rejuvenated gradually, each progressiveness to their well being sprouting a petal until a full bloom was made. He could not physically or surgically realign bone fragments only reinforce them with temporary temperance, they would still need the Surgeon. Which meant a lot of the Crew was in for a strict recovery before they saw consciousness. The worst offenders would require him to rechange the shroud plywood and planks into a temporal cutesy sentient little ent who would see to conjuring and keeping their vitals maintained alongside fluids and pumping aetheric compounds into them, the entire sea-vessel, was life support. Scenery didn’t convey emotion from him, despite the Crew being broken by havoc, among the entire roster, he was only here for a divine purpose. Only fulfilling his side of an unlikely pact. The ancient wildwood Elezen was a disciple of the Twelve and in faith aside oath, swore to never use his boundless magical prowess in an offensive manner or inflict severe harm. Despite knowing rituals, seals, wonders of all cultures from somehow, early eons. He carried the languages and teachings of many dwellers of Eorzea. How quite possibly could such a polarizing indifferent person find himself upon the sail of a pirate? As evident that particular treasure hunter had defiled and attained all the Voidal series relics, before they were transferred between him to Shiro, cause, Captain couldn’t maintain their safety. Whilst the Noble had a perfect defense… This outcome was unforeseeable with a lecherous Father using and witnessing all his vaulted secrets, memories to only fulfill, even further levels of resurrecting through accursed blood. If however there was a series of collective occult relic’s of predated times, than of course there remained more, from Sacred Items hidden in Desert Seas, to Beast Tribe heirlooms, but as well the most difficulty dangerous to attain, Relic’s of the Twelve, of his dedicated deities they were owed them returned to their rightful places. Captain had acquired one of them, only to lose it, right after the battle with Shiro who found it. Many left remaining, each hidden, surrounded with mysteries and drawn by varied forces. These journey’s were only catalyst’s to reacquire the belongings of the gods, a sworn duty, only an ancient disciple could undertake. As did the pact between Captain and this Historian. His interest’s and allegiance to the Captain, if there was ever a direct requirement or being led astray from divine purpose, then Zieton would always choose god over mere man. Oldest of fashion he carried all the forebears of his sacred and the eldest ancient race’s burdens. Also, though, inside Captain lay’s strangely a half-soul of Amdapori origins, which also, was his major study, he after-all created the binding rune that allowed Captain to not only contain another soul, but interact with it and bond with it, to contain control, to make a forged pact or find understanding of conflicted halves or possessed farers.  To have such staggering wisdom was the crown of the Goldbrand’s crest. With a brief salving of days Captain recuperated before asking for a transported warp to the showdown, under Zieton’s specialty to nearly on touching contact could take others around effortlessly as long met the criteria of the Twelve resting stone’s nearby. A channeled veil of holiest light was placed upon the crucible of certain demise by Zieton when reaching the Elune Estate’s exterior. This not only prevented escape of a portaling dark sorcerer, but also prevented whatever evil intentions he concocted from spilling out to the innocent denizens. They knew Silv’a possessed a majority of the Voidal Relics, with one being already used against wickedest intent; there was no-telling if they’d all be used. “I shall remain and erect this field. You’ll have little less than Three Bells, pirate. Afterwards, I cannot sustain it. I can choose what to let in, but nothing may leave once you tread forth. The Crew injured, and scattered in the Retrieval mission, were all foretold our destination prehanded. From my detection of quantifiable influx aether being drawn here, it’s imminent and likely, you will die.” Giving a realistic callus assessment. Cheeky the rogue mockingly pitched, “Fantastic pep-talk, ye really know how t’ sell it. Listen, I’ll let ye enjoy your erection. All this that transpired is my fault, so I’ve to see through this storm... even disregarding, I’m most certainly going t’ die” Nonchalant soft leather began marching to the entrance of devastating oblivion. A scowling golden skin elf sighed with an exhale. “Captain. One last imparted wisdom, regarding your forearm. You may feel that ‘half’ is empty but with death comes a new ushering of life, it’s a cycle which we live.  Now whether what forecomes from that, is decisively up to your nurturing. Should you act upon irrational rage or selfish-serving goals, a carnivorous beast will consume you, aside all others, worse than heretofore. -- Action’s of care will have the opposite effect and give birth to a beast that mirrors… Beyond this veil is a Trial that’ll decide your outcome and judgement of everything.”  The Seeker halted and searched his inked forearm which became transparent from the runic binding nearly obsolete. “Just admit ye will miss me. Otherwise got t’ find someone else to undergo your endeavors. Which won’t work or compare, cause I'm th’ stupidest to traverse any wave...  And oi’…. When I come back, we’re getting you laid.” So much seriousness wasn't always needed. Truthfully the Elezen could use it, being underground from the current society of things, so his education was limited beyond anything primordial. All the advanced changes were beyond his comprehension. Leaving the Elezen flabbergasted aside a shaken head. He followed and began levitating in meditation with purest concentration to his mighty glamoring shell.                                           The Immortal Age                           (Previous) << (Voidal Relics) >> (Next)                                   

[flavoracle]

Gish the Goblin

My son and I have agreed to write a kids book together. I’m not sure what the final title will be, but our working title is “Gish the Goblin.”

Gish is an eleven-year-old goblin who lives in a small castle in the forest with his little sister Mimi (also a goblin) his big sister Yakluk (transitioning between goblin and orc) and his mom and dad (both humans.)

In the cottage next door live two of his grandparents (wood elves) and about a mile away lives his uncle (a dwarf) raising his adult son and teenage daughters (all orcs.) His great-grandma (a dryad) used to live nearby, but recently moved to a home for dryads where she and the other dryads are tended by gardeners.

In Gish’s world, goblins, orcs, humans, dwarves, elves, dryads, and ents all co-exist. But instead of being separate species, they’re all just different life stages of the same species. In general they’re divided like this...

Goblins: 0-15 years old. Very impulsive with emotions bigger than their bodies. Still figuring things out. Looks up to humans, dwarves, and elves, but see orcs as the ULTIMATE IN COOLNESS.

Orcs: 15-30 years old. Everything is cranked up to eleven when hormones turn goblins into orcs. More prone to divide into factions and compete for dominance. Can seem tough and scary at times, but still looking for love and acceptance deep down, just like everyone else. Start to mellow out as their hormones settle and they transition to humans.

Humans: 30-45 years old. Boring.

Dwarves: 45-60 years old. Opinions once malleable like clay have been forged like tempered steel into resolute views of the world. Sometimes grumpy, but often the most dependable too. Dislike surprises, and enjoy collecting treasure so they can retire by the time they become elves.

Elves: 60-75 years old. Have memories of being goblins, orcs, humans, and dwarves, but those memories feel distant. Some hold themselves in high esteem and expect others to reverence their wisdom (high elves) while others are actually wise and try to find ways to nurture and help the next generation (wood elves.) While high elves see themselves as the peak of progression in life, wood elves know that in time they’ll become dryads, and they don’t deny that or try to hide from it.

Dryads: 75-90 years old. Grow gradually less connected with the everyday lives of the mortal generations, and begin to become one with the world itself instead. The more they become “rooted” the more they may become forgetful or act in ways that seem odd to others. Though the exact timing is different for each one, eventually every dryad becomes an ent and joins the Forever Forest.

Ents: 90+ years old. Ents no longer live in houses, wear clothes, eat, or even talk with the mortal generations. But everyone knows they’re still there, walking unseen and whispering their wisdom into the wind.

So that’s the world that Gish lives in! His adventures include learning how to navigate through life changes, connecting with others, experiencing loss, and just finding joy in the life of a goblin.

I look forward to sharing more with you all in the future!

[cuphead-exorcistsau]

Exorcists AU Encyclopedia: Plant People

Nothing is canonical in the Cuphead video game. This information is a theory made up by me, it belongs to my Cuphead AU (Exorcists AU).

-Cuphead Belongs to Studio MDHR

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PLANT PEOPLE:

Plant people are divided into 3 subspecies, Flowes, Roots and Trees:

Flower Plant People tend to have more varieties: poisonous, medicinal, and flavored. They have more varied abilities, they can be harmless or aggressive.

Root Plant people are constantly buried in the ground. They usually go out, but by nature, they prefer to love each other on earth. Usually this is attributed to the behavior of mandrakes. Species like aquatic and carnivorous plants fall into this subspecies category.

Tree People Plant are long-lived beings. In their ancestral ancestors this species was known as "Ents". This subspecies is almost always very peaceful with a protective nature. From the moment they're born they learn very quickly. They're gigantic in size, and often each tribe of Plant People has a tree and it's regarded as the wise protector of the tribe, so it's always treated with respect. Since they can also see people's hearts and judge them

They're born from seeds, from the year can develop legs.:

Plant people are born from large seeds, the size of a newborn human baby. With a gestation period of 5 months. During the first year of life, they usually live with their roots attached to the earth to absorb the nutrients, they can also be planted in pots to be able to transport them better. By the time they're first year old, their nutrients may be enough to make their bodies grow legs and learn to walk.

 Some species bleed chlorophyll, while others bleed aloe:

Chlorophyll blood is attributed mostly to flower people, aloe blood can also be attributed to flower people, but mostly to tree or root people. Both have medicinal properties, aloe can heal wounds and burns, although it can also be consumed. While chlorophyll can only cure stomachaches or detoxify. There's no problem with them letting you consume their blood in some way, they even sell it, or donate it to hospitals.

And yes, they also have regeneration ability, similar to sweet people but a little faster (depending on the level of nutrients they have)

Depending on the species their powers increase in their territories.:

For example, wild plants can have their abilities in a forest, garden or jungle without any problem, but they're very weak in a desert or swampy area. The same applies to some species, aquatic plants are good in rivers, streams or swamps, but on land they're a bit clumsy, and very useless in desert areas.

Depending on the speciesthey can growedible plants:

It not only depends on the species, it also depends on how much energy and nutrients they have, since the more they have, the more edible what they make their bodies grow. Species trees can only grow fruits from their branches or make certain parts of their bodies cinnamon, flower people can grow edible/chewy plants or small flowers to make tea, such as chamomiles, or mint; Although they can also grow fruits, it's difficult if they don't master the technique with a certain level of nutrients. Root people can grow tubers and some vegetables, like broccoli, carrots, potatoes, sweet potatoes, etc.

Unfortunately this technique takes a lot of energy from them, so they can only use it in emergencies. It weakens them a lot, and if they abuse this technique and for a certain time, they can enter a state of wintering (similar to when they are in winter)

They're music lovers:

Plant people love music, they usually enjoy blues, soft jazz, instrumental and classics. But not only that, This makes them develop an Empathic ability. When they listen to a song of this type, they usually persist the feelings of the artist, sadness, joy, anger, etc.

The ability to medicinal plant can inherit regardless the species:

There're plant people who have quantitative abilities even though their species is not, this is because if one of their parents is a medicinal plant, there is a 50% -50% chance that this ability is inherited.

Medicinal flower people often help in nursing, thanks to these skills and knowledge

Plant people are natural enemy of Mushroom people:

They're enemies by nature, that's because plant people naturally tend to share many things: their wisdom, food, territories, etc. While the Mushroom people are usually a little more territorial, selfish and somewhat treacherous (based on the nature of the Mushroom).

In the past, there were many wars between fungi and plants. Friendship and tolerance can be achieved today, but naturally most don't get along.

------------------------------------------ Any questions? :3

[eileniessa]

I keep forgetting to send the 5+ headcanons ask so here goes. Stuck-up royalty Tissaia and faerie Yennefer because I love opposites attract tropes.

Send me an AU and I’ll write 5+ headcannons about it - still accepting asks.

Royalty Tissaia and Faerie/Fay Yennefer

This is 2,500 words long. I got carried away xD I'm glad you sent this ask. I actually had an image of fey Yennefer already in my head and this gave me an opportunity to come up with a story around it! Enjoy :)

Tissaia de Vries is a human Queen who rules over the kingdom of Thanedd. Her castle is in the portside city of Aretuza.

Yennefer is a winged elf and guardian of The Whispering Wood. She is fey and the last of her kind. She has pointed ears, dark horns, and black wings protruding from her back.

On her way to the five crested hill, a sacred and neutral piece of land between the five kingdoms that has been used to host diplomatic negotiation for centuries, Tissaia’s convoy is attacked by banner less men. Her guards are outnumbered and Tissaia is forced to retreat into The Whispering Wood, the fey kingdom from which no man returns.

Only two men dare follow Tissaia. One of them shoots her horse in the leg with a crossbow and it bucks and throws her off. She hits the ground hard and narrowly avoids getting shot in the head. She takes cover in a dense part of the forest and keeps running.

Her dress gets caught and ripped by the undergrowth and she trips on the hem of her skirt and falls. One of the men catches up with her and restrains her. The other thrusts a sword towards her chest. Blood soaks Tissaia’s dress and splatters across her face, but it isn’t hers.

A tree root protrudes from the man’s stomach and when his friend drops Tissaia and runs away a figure flies down from the trees and snaps his neck. His body falls to the side to reveal – it can’t be – a winged elf, and species long thought dead. Tissaia runs away.

Yennefer kills the two-armed men that had entered The Whispering Woman but spares the defenceless woman. She bares her fangs at her and tries to chase the outsider back to the border, but the forest has other plans. It’s trees and roots bend to drive the noblewoman deeper into the woods and Yennefer watches it lead her.

Tissaia emerges from the trees at the edge of a cliff overlooking a valley. She’s in the middle of the woods! How could this happen? Tissaia orientates herself and tries to go back into the woods but the fey creature blocks her way.

There must be something special about her, Yennefer thinks. And that’s when she smells it. Vanilla, apple spice, and magic. The noblewoman smells of magic. Yennefer has never spelt that on a human before, or anything from outside the woods, but there is something familiar about it.

Yennefer tries to get closer to Tissaia, but she backs away. Tissaia looks down and throws herself off the cliff. Death would be better than what the fairies have planned for her, Tissaia thinks.

The second of indecision saves Tissaia’s life. Yennefer catches her before she hits the ground and ties her to a tree with roots and vines. She rips Tissaia’s dress apart and looks for any unusual markings on her but finds nothing, though she does get an earful from the human, who claims to be Queen of Thanedd and demands (yes demands) to be released.

Yennefer ignores her (such titles mean nothing in the woods) and steps in close to smell her. The magic on her is faint, and that’s why she had missed it the first time. The Mother Tree. Tissaia smells like the magic from The Mother Tree. Yennefer asks Tissaia under who’s moon she was born but she refuses to say. Needing answers, Yennefer throws Tissaia over her shoulder and carries her through the woods.

In the valley beside the lake, there is a great tree that reaches into the heavens – The Mother Tree. The Winged elves had built their homes amongst its leaves and that is where Yennefer takes the Queen. She ties her to the branch that has grown through the floor and ceiling of her treehouse and leaves to find the pixies. They are mischievous little fays with tricky powers. One species has the power to make people tell the truth – or more accurately spill their guts.

Yennefer uses their magic to interrogate Tissaia and learns that she was born under Freya’s Moon in the spring. From that, Yennefer divines the truth she seeks. Before she was born one of the bordering kingdoms invaded The Whispering Wood and stole the heart from The Mother Tree. Many of Yennefer’s people were killed and when the Mother started to weaken, they knew the heart had been destroyed. If Yennefer felt its magic in Tissaia that meant only one thing – she was the product of its destruction. A child born from a healed womb. Yennefer must get that magic back.

Tissaia is furious about being held captive (and about being dirty, and cold, and humiliated and so on and so forth) and threatens Yennefer with war if she does not set her free. Yennefer laughs at her ‘you have no power here, human,’ she says. Before Tissaia can start talking her ear off again (does she ever stop making demands?) Yennefer gags her and goes to see the gnomes.

She gives them the task of finding out whether the magic can be extracted from Tissaia and given back to The Mother Tree. Since the heart had been taken the fey kingdom had been left vulnerable to attack. Where once there were hundreds of winged elves only Yennefer remained and the other fey species had also suffered great losses.

Yennefer returns to the treehouse and when night falls she unties Tissaia. Unless she can fly, she isn’t going anywhere. She gives her a change of clothes and reluctantly Tissaia changes – irritated skin is better than freezing to death in wet silk. Yennefer locks her into the hut and goes to sleep in her treehouse.

It the morning Tissaia tries and fails to hit Yennefer on the head with a wooden chair (she’s not one for sitting around and waiting to be rescued) which sees her back in Yennefer’s house tied to the tree. Yennefer leaves her to go check in with the gnomes. They haven’t found anything yet. They're known for their wisdom, not their speed.

While patrolling the border Yennefer gets the sense that Tissaia is in danger and rushes back to The Mother Tree. An Ent is standing in the lake and throwing boulders at everything in reach, including the treehouses. Yennefer goes inside and carries Tissaia to safety. She hands her over to some dwarves and goes to confront the Ent. She battles it with her sword and magic until it collapses into the water. When it surfaces it is no longer hostile and Yennefer leaves it be.

She goes to get Tissaia and finds her half-way up a cliff that the dwarves are too short to climb. Tissaia loses her grip and Yennefer catches her but hits the ground hard and takes the brunt of the force after turning their bodies to have Tissaia on top of her. She thinks her wing might be broken 

Tissaia untangles herself from Yennefer’s arms and wings and considers running but can’t get her legs to move. This fey put her life in danger to save her from the Ent and the cliff. She cannot leave her like this. Tissaia kneels beside Yennefer and feels her hands tingle. She places her palm against the broken wing, and it starts to heal. Tissaia’s shoulder burns and twists but she stays with it and heals Yennefer’s wing. The pain stops and she passes out. Yennefer puts her to bed and watches over her.

In the morning Yennefer explains that what Tissaia did was magic and that she has that power because she was conceived using the heart of The Mother Tree. Tissaia doesn’t believe her and thinks that she is hallucinating. She hasn’t had her medication, that’s why she feels weird. She had been poisoned as a child and had to take regular antidotes to stop it from killing her. Yennefer agrees to go retrieve the vials from her horse but knocks them from Tissaia’s hand when she uncorks one. ‘That is no antidote’ she says, ‘it’s poison’. A poison that can suppress magic and turn some fey to dust.

Tissaia’s parents knew she had inherited the magic from The Mother Tree and had been trying to suppress her powers. Yennefer says that the forest needs that magic back because without it the kingdom is unbalanced. Some of the fey, like the Ent, are turning wild. The kingdom’s magic has been poisoned. They need to magic of The Mother Tree to keep the peace and heal that land. Yennefer’s magic cannot do that. It is for defending and protecting the fey and was once shared between her and her people. Now they are gone it has all been given to her.

Tissaia asks to get some fresh air and Yennefer takes her down the lake to bathe. She watches her from the shore (she doesn’t like to get her wings wet) and encircles Tissaia’s body with her wings when she gets out to stop the other faeries from looking at her.

They go for a walk and Tissaia asks Yennefer if she saved her because of her magic. Yennefer says yes and no. The magic might be lost of she died, but even without it, Yennefer would have done what she did. It is her responsibility to guard the forest and those that live there and since Tissaia has been forced to stay she is her responsibility. But that is not the only reason. Winged elves will also protect their mates with their lives, and Tissaia is hers. That was how she knew she was in trouble. Yennefer didn’t think it was possible to bond with a human, but she had. She could feel it.

Tissaia feels ashamed and guilty that her life has come at the cost of Yennefer’s people and The Whispering Wood and agrees to stay until she can give the magic back. With The Mother Tree restored the woods could fortify and better repel the invaders that had hunted Yennefer’s species to the point of extinction.

She stays in the treehouse when Yennefer goes out to patrol and walks through new parts of the woods with her every morning and eve. She begins to enjoy the freedom and release of life in the woods and Yennefer makes her a rope ladder so that she can come and go from the treehouse as she pleases. Tissaia ventures out more each day and gets acquainted with many of the fey along the lake. She is curious about the other creatures that live in the woods but promised Yennefer that she would not stray far from The Mother Tree.

Yennefer and Tissaia get close and one night, after Tissaia asks how it is that Yennefer always appears when she is in trouble or in pain, Yennefer admits that it is because they are mates. That was not the answer that Tissaia had been expecting (not by a long shot) but she finds that it is not entirely unwelcome. They kiss under the stars and sleep together in a bed of flowers by the lake with Yennefer’s wings wrapped around Tissaia to keep her warm (and because Yennefer has to do something with them!)

A month passes and the gnomes come to them with an answer. The magic can be taken and given back to The Mother Tree, but not without killing the host. Tissaia says that she is ready to die for the woods, to right the wrongs of her ancestors and to help protect the fey, but Yennefer won’t let her. With no other way to help the Woods Tissaia knows that she must return to her throne and protect the fey from there. They spend one last night together and, in the morning, Yennefer flies Tissaia to the edge of the woods and watches her get picked up by a patrol.

They do not see each other for months, but Tissaia does catch a glimpse of Yennefer in the trees on her way to another summit at the hill. King Stregobor, whose kingdom lies on the other side of The Whispering Wood, had been trying to rally the other three kings to launch an invasion to wipe out the fey and had been making headway until news of Tissaia return spread and she intervened in the matter. Today, they would be signing an agreement to try and make peace with the fey and, if unsuccessful, to leave their land in peace.

That had been the plan, but things quickly went south with Stregobor plunged an arrow into her back. Piece of shit. And he might have killed her too, had Yennefer not been watching over her. Vines wrap around Stregobor’s wrist and hold him back and Tissaia sees that the arrow in his hand is not of human design. He had been trying to frame the fey.

Yennefer flies down from the trees and tries to take Tissaia into the forest but she won’t run. Stregobor has to be stopped. The other Kings appear with their soldiers and Yennefer covers Tissaia with her wings but she pushes them away. She stands between the men and Yennefer and says that it is not the fey that have broken the peace.

The others kings are reluctant to believe Tissaia’s story but the fact that Yennefer is not currently trying to tear them to shreds and that Tissaia came out of the woods alive is enough to stay their hands. But not Stregobor’s. He gets into a fight with Yennefer and burns her skin with iron powder. Tissaia tries to stop the fighting but Yennefer keeps her away with her wings.

In the end, Yennefer comes out on top and starts to squeeze the life out of Stregobor, the man responsible for killing so many fey. Tissaia tries to talk her down. If she kills him then they will never achieve peace. The fey will not be safe and neither will she, not with her magic. Yennefer lets Tissaia go and one of the Kings takes him to his castle where he will stand trial for the attempt on Tissaia’s life and for the ambush. Tissaia has always been Stregobor’s biggest opposer to invading The Whispering Woods and without her, he had hoped the other Kings would fall in line.

It takes several years but Yennefer and Tissaia get the other kingdoms to sign a peace deal and acknowledge The Whispering Wood’s status as kingdom of the fey. The five crested hill becomes the six crested and for the first time in centuries, man wanders into the woods and fey wander out. Magic is reintroduced to the other kingdoms and the lands become more fertile than ever. As Tissaia masters her magic the rare fruits and plants of The Whispering Wood spread across the continent and the fey become stronger again. Tissaia and Yennefer spend their time between the two kingdoms and after fifty years of peace, they retire to the woods where they live out the rest of their very long lives.

[technicolordeams]

So some things happened this past week since I wrote my last entry and I'm rethinking my stance on leaving or not. I was able to talk to the one girl who is befriending me and my pastor had a long talk about what makes me me and what I struggle with. I followed what my therapist told me to be which was to be more assertive. I felt very awkward and scared to do it but if I didn't, I'd end up right back where I was feeling anger and abandonment. So for now, I'm still on hold on what to choose to do.

But a couple other things popped up. Not too big but unsettling. My mind just blanked on one of them so I'll just type about the one that's stuck out the most to me right now since it happened literally within the past hour.

So obviously I have problems eating enough to keep my weight stable, let alone gain any without a LOT of work. I've been struggling with it since my gallbladder decided to take a shit on me and demand to be removed which happened on my birthday. During that time I started getting suicidal again and I hadn't dealt with those intense emotions regarding it in several years. But since December it decided to rear it's ugly head and bite into me as hard as it could ever since. It's been 8 months now with very little improvement. And during that time span my health has tanked. I developed breathing problems after my surgery which was horrific enough as it was (imagine not being fully awake but aware that you are out of control of your body and unable to utilize your coping techniques. Just like having a massive panic attack like seizure feeling but you are barely able to be aware of anything besides the viceral fear and blackness because I couldn't wake up. Just... Out of control. And you have no idea how long you were in that state before the nurse could sort of pull you out of it and even communicate more than like two words and slowly peek my eyes open a fraction. Yeah, that's what happened. I had major fear over that for at least a month. Sleeping was hard enough from the surgery and adding in that... Yeah no.) Anyways, since that started up and obviously after surgery it's hard to eat and stuff like that normally. But after the surgery I was (am) having breathing problems. I would have endless coughing fits that would even hit me and make me unable to take a full breath without coughing horribly whatever air I could get right back out. It also made me almost throw up several times (which is my biggest phobia that triggered my eating disorder to go out of control and send me into hospital stays and feeding tube hell). So at least I lost 10lbs since the surgery or even before that. I creep closer to 15lbs though most likely. I haven't been keeping track of it very much because of how much distress I've been dealing with. And I've been dealing with A LOT. Things I wonder if I will be able to get up from without more intense medical help that I probably can't get because of covid.

I've gone through several tests to see why I'm having coughing fits and every answer is that they don't see anything wrong. Well, the ENT appointment I went to the day before I went to see the pulmonary doctor really screwed me over tbh. The ENT doctor gave me steroids that day that I took that same night and told me that the pulls wouldn't affect the asthma test they were going to perform next day. It did. So I had to wait like two months before I could go back and be re-tested. But then covid hit and those practices have been closed ever since. So I can't get an accurate reading on what's going on. They did spot that I had some breathing abnormalities but because of the steroids, they couldn't say for sure. Mind you I had to literally book these doctor appointments and tell my dad you have to take me to these because he didn't think it was that important. Which has pretty much been like everything doctor related that has come up this past year. Just had to put my foot down and tell him I NEED to go to these and I'll be going whether you agree with me or not. Which adds to the distressed feeling and like I'm overreacting and being too paranoid or some shit. Also because I couldn't get actually tested for asthma properly, my regular doctor had to prescribe me with an inhaler but insurance won't help because I have not been diagnosed with it. So I had to cough up (almost literally) over a $100 for medicine that we don't know is right for me or not or whatever.. so that's like $60 every two months? Idk. Which is a lot considering I have a bunch of other bills to pay which includes when I got my wisdom teeth removed (ALL FIVEEE because I'm that extra) which cost $3,000. I have to pay my mom back for another at least year? I don't even know anymore at this point.

I've also been dealing with vision blackouts recently where I almost pass out when I get up here and there. My blood pressure tanked and went to like 70/52 and pulse all over the place. That's better now at least. Chronic fatigue, dehydration, can't sleep very well... Etc. Vitamin D and B12 are on the lower side of the normal range and my body isn't producing enough carbon dioxide.

Now along with all of this bag of shit, I have lost every friend I thought I had and the feeling that I can call anyone friend anymore. I am terrified of calling anyone a friend now because I am afraid that if I let someone in, I will be taken advantage of and lied to like I have in almost every type of relationship I've had since I was little. I am afraid of speaking because I am afraid what I say will offend or upset or whatever someone when all I do is mean well (usually unless you're an asshat). It has made me regress back to my childhood where I couldn't trust anyone and I had nobody except for a penpal on the east coast to keep me company through msn messenger, emails, or rarely phone calls. She was the only one I could call my best friend for a long time and the only one I could open up to about things and the only one who tried to consistently cheer me up when I was hospitalized at 16 by spamming me with emails. I will forever love her and no matter how far we've drifted apart over the years, I will still love her and respond to her as quickly as possible if she ever needed me again. But if we never talk again I'm okay with it. We were there for each other during really bad times in out lives and I like to think we kept each other somewhat sane. She has done more for me than I could ever ask anyone and I'll always be grateful to have "met" her.

But since all of the shit happened with my ex friends... I don't feel safe to get very close to anyone or open up to anyone. Even the girl who defended me and stuff when I was being bullied and manipulated hardly speaks to me now. I wouldn't want to talk to me very much either if all I had to talk about were extremely negative and talk about dying. I can hardly go to my parents about things. I am home alone with just my puppy that likes to get into mischief about 80% of the day. Hardly interact with people online. Usually I just now watch YouTube videos about what's going on with people. I find very little satisfaction playing video games or anything honestly. I have lost art, something that I loved dearly and way too much. I cannot go out most often due to my health. I am stuck at home. I can hardly go outside too. It's too hot (sometimes heat can trigger flashbacks), I found out I'm allergic to grass, and last week I broke out in hives from God knows what so I can't go outside even more. I was put on steroids again for 6 days which causes your immune system to weaken so it won't produce histamines that causes the INSANE itch because every topical and oral medicine OTC would barely help at all. All I do each day is very basic hygiene, sleep when I can, eat as much as I can, and try and relax while taking care of my puppy.

Only two good things has come from all of this: one, I can finally work with a trauma therapist. Hopefully she can help me. Two... Ah I forgot what the second one was actually. Maybe being able to talk to my psychiatrist more frequently? Not sure. I'm very tired right now again lol.

All I know is that I feel very much alone and there's nothing I can do about it. The world outside is extremely dangerous and I am trapped inside my mind too frequently. And there is no extra help I can get.

So all of this led up to my main grievance for today- so far at least lol long ass story to tell just to explain what I'm upset about. My mom earlier asked me if she could give me advice. I told her it depends on what it's about. But she said it anyways. Told me to check my weight each week. She knows I'm not in the most stable state of mind and she knows that me checking my weight constantly can cause a panic attack of it goes down. (thankfully it hasn't really in a month. Only reason why I know is because I had to go to my doctor's twice the past month) I told my dad what she said and he just told me to say okay and leave it at that.

I know I don't want to go back to the state I was in in 2017. I don't want to go through that hell again. Even if I did want to, there'd be way more restrictions with the threat of covid ravaging our place and infecting everyone there. When I pass the eating disorder clinic that I was forced in when I was 16, there is literally nobody there. Maybe a couple cars but they obviously are not treating kids right now. I may be wrong but it would be very dangerous. I know over at the ERC I went to in 2017 is extremely limiting any visitors from coming. The apartments when you graduate to living in temporarily while you go to just a day program only allow maybe two people to stay there at a time and instead of walking to the van pickup spot, they pick you up at your apartment. Psychiatric wards here, or at least one of them that my therapist and I talked about going to, is still slightly operational, but it's over Zoom. So you literally can't get very good support. If you fall off the deep end while at a meeting nothing can be done to help you right there and then if you run away from the meeting.

My psychiatrist told me that if I do feel that I'm in grave danger (I think the trauma therapist I met also said the same) was to go to the ER. But I am afraid to go to the ER and then be turned away quickly and also take a chance that I might catch Covid while there, not to mention the price... And since my parents are essential workers, any one of us could come down with it at any time or be a carrier without knowing. So I'm isolated from people in real life and I don't feel safe talking to anyone online as well. Even if I had someone who wanted to talk to me to begin with that isn't some creepy horny guy wanting pixel sex... I can't think of anyone who I could potentially talk to about anything in my life... I'm just so lost and afraid of both the virtual and real world... Who can I turn to besides my therapist, psychiatrist, or maybe parents depending on what is bothering me, and of course God? I'm told I need a support system. But I can only talk to the doctors so much and my parents aren't very good at being compassionate... I have no one.

I also think about how badly I want to be hospitalized for a little while just so I can get fluids and rest and proper care but that most likely will only happen unless suicide was a big risk.

I am utterly alone...

If anyone reads this long post to the end, you're a crazy human being. xD Going to stop rambling now and put the dishes away and put the pup away for his nap and try and get one in myself.

[ruffiorocks]

Relationship Parallels on Supergirl and why Jonn and Mgann were in my opinion the WORST one!

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Sooo this is my last post before I take a break from here and Supergirl as I'm just not enjoying it at all anymore. The plot makes no sense, the characters aren't themsleves, guest stars get more of a story arc than the main characters, Lena suddenly trusts Lex after all we have ever seen her do is talk about how manipulative her family is and we even saw her reading about his manipulation of her last season! Kara is still getting to hold all the cards and information and instead of oh I don't know SHARING that info with Lena SHE decides to just wash her hands of her and sit this one out? The 'heroes' can still do anything they want, even join Lex without any repercussions because erm... reasons I guess? But Lena still has to prove herself CONSTANTLY. Oh and finally Kara and William? It's following the exact same trope as the Mon El and Kara story did, but at least they had a connection 😤.

But anyway, I've seen mentions that one of the only 'healthy' straight relationships on the show was Jonn and Mgann......erm......am I the only one who remembers how that went down? Am I the only one who doesn't think that Jonn can be excused of all the HORRIBLE things he's done because he's been called "papa bear" and "space dad"? Don't remember what I'm referring to? Let me elaborate.

First off I'm not Jonns biggest fan due to his murderous tendencies when he sees a white Martian, his blantent MURDER of an unarmed and deeply troubled Manchester Black who in no way deserved to die and Jonn had no right to kill. Oh and his relaxed use of Kryptonite on Kara. You know, all those things people like to put Lena down for, but forget that Jonn did them all to.

But his relationship with Mgann was not the epic romance you all seem to falsely remember it was. This was Romeo and Juliet where Romeo BEAT Juliet almost to death!!

Mgann was quietly working at the Alien dive bar when Maggie brought Alex there and suddenly the place wasn't quite the safe haven it had been. Maggie brought a DEO agent who's job it was in season one to simply hunt and lock up aliens to their safe spot?? Alex then of course told Jonn who decided to make his presence known there! The director of the Alien hunting, no trial, we just lock you up forever DEO went to the Alien safe space!

Mgann who had been quietly and peacefully living her life (and helped Alex out with info) recognised Jonn as a green Martian. Instead of staying in her safe spot she decided to avoid any confrontation and move on, probably because she was scared of what would happen. Jonn chases after her and confronts her where she feels like she has to pretend to be a green Martian. Who wouldn't?

Jonn pesters her over making the Martian Bond to preseve their history, and she says no because obviously she can't. But he keeps on about it to her. (Not unlike a certain William being told to back off but still persistent 🤔).

Now remember that Mgann told Jonn a version of the story of how she got away from the Martian Camps. She said she was released/saved by a kind white martian refused to kill. The only untrue part was she WAS the white Martian.

Jonn finds out she's fighting in Roulettes alien fights and gets mad at her. She's doing it to punish herself. They are forced to fight, he won't hurt her, later she turns on Roulette, he tells her not to punish herself for survivors guilt and nawwww we have the beginning of what COULD have been a lovely romance since they decided to change these characters from Uncle and Niece.

But.... then we get this!

Jonn is dying! He needs a blood transfusion. Alex goes to the only other "Green Martian" for help! But Mgann says no, because she knows her blood will poison Jonn and turn him into a White Martian, something he would see as a fate worse that death. But Alex pressures Mgann into it, and she doesn't want him to die. So she saves his life. She's even there when he wakes up and she has made a special Martain drink for him. He is grateful and asks her to stay until he falls back to sleep.

Later we have Jonn turning into a white martian and he clicks why! He goes to the Alien bar, Mganns safe place to find her once again trying to leave to avoid fighting him and being discovered. Why? Because she KNOWS no matter what she will be punished for the crime of simply BEING a white martian.

Jonn, in all his papa bear and space dad wisdom believes she's out to get him and asks about more coming to attack him. Yes Jonn, because it's always all about you. It's not like YOU went to Mganns safe place, it's not like YOU pursued her. It's not like YOU banged on about the Martian Bond she quite frankly didn't want to do. It's not like YOU got to know her. It's not like YOU have now chased after her TWICE when she has wanted to peacefully leave.

No, Jonn calls her a liar and makes it ALL about him and decides the best course of action towards the woman who has just saved his life and he knows on a personal level and who has explained to him that SHE was the White Martian who couldn't kill Green ones, is to...wait for it.... BEAT HER TO DEATH!!!

Yes folk, that's the part everyone who says this was a beautiful and healthy relationship forget about.

Jonn is about to kill Mgann when she shifts into her human form and begs him to kill her like that because she doesn't want to die a white martian because her very existence disgusts her.

Jonn, oh that wise and loving papa bear who can do no wrong decides on a whim not to kill her! Hurrah for space dad! No, he decides to simply LOCK HER UP IN THE DEO FOREVER!!! No trial, no actual crime was committed but she is a white martian and grumpy space dad doesn't like them and they all deserve death, even the one that was his friend and everyone elses friend and just saved his ungrateful ass from death!! He even knows her back story, he knows she hates the fact she's a White Martian, but because Jonn is the judge, jury and executioner of the DEO this is all erm... ok??

Later we have Mgann under a psychic attack and she falls unconcious. At first Jonn thinks it's a ploy, because erm... reasons again? But no, she is going to die! Alex pleads with Jonn to help Mgann, you know, the woman who only recently saved him from death? But he doesn't care, she can die and that is that. It actually takes persuading from Alex and a guilt trip for him to see Mgann as worth saving. Bare in mind, she hasn't actually commited any kind of crime. Jonn is illegally holding her in a cell forever because he has a grudge against her species.

Jonn eventually makes the bond with her, he sees her trauma and what she went through on Mars and suddenly they have a connection and erm... all is well?? Are you f**king kidding me?!!

Then we have her husband arrive, and all that jazz and then Mgann leaves to go to Mars. We see them meet up again and oh it's sweet. It's so nice that the writers want you to forget the horrific things that Jonn did to her and guess what? You did! You forgot!

Let's compare this with a few other ships and relationships on the show.

Karamel had its major problems, Kara addressed them and heck even Chris Wood did. It's very similar.

Kara had prejudice against Daxamites. She only sees Mon El as a threat when she realises he isn't Kryptonian, before that it's all concern.

Jonn has a prejudice against White Martians, before he realises what Mgann is its all friendship and concern.

Kara locks up Mon El and basically tells him has going to stay in that cell. She locks him up because she believes he attacked the President, even though she has absolutely no proof of that. She even mocks his species because erm.... reasons I guess?

Now yes Mon El attacked Kara, but the difference is he wasnt friends with Kara. He hasn't formed a bond with her. Mon El woke up on a foreign planet and panicked. He wanted to get home safely and he went with fight or flight. The only other time these two physically fought is when Mon El had no control over his body. Oh and that time later on when Myrnn did that whole psychic attack thing.

Now Mon El lied about being the Prince, which to me was OK to begin with. He has just met Kara, who hates Daxamites and even outright voiced her disgust of the royal family. He just got her to see him differently and not lock him up so yeah i don't think I'd have told her i was the Prince either.

It's not unlike Mgann not telling Jonn she was a white Martian. She knew what he would think and she decided to go with the safe option to avoid confrontation, imprisonment and being almost beaten to death due to prejudice. Even though this is what eventually happened.

Kara of course finds out Mon El is the Prince, but her reaction is VERY different to Jonn's. Kara is pissed off for all of 5 minutes through dinner with Mon Els parents and then she just doesnt mention it again. She lets it go, she's far more concerned about having to let him go. His status isn't important to her because it's not the major issue at the time. It's only when he returns that she confronts his lies but even then she doesn't focus on the Prince lie. It's all the other douche bag things he did that bother her, not who he was on Daxam.

Now, my issue with Mon El being the Prince was that he should have come clean when be decided to enter into a relationship with Kara. He knew what she thought of the Prince and he decided to withhold that information to suit himself so he could have Kara.

Now if Mgann had entered into a sexual relationship with Jonn and withheld who she was then I would condemn her for this to.

The difference is Mon El actively pursued Kara, withholding crucial info that may change her mind about sleeping with him. Whereas Mgann actively avoided bonding with Jonn out side of friendship.

Kara and Jonn weren't fans of being lied to, or rather having information withheld from them by friends and partners. Information that neither one was originally entitled to know. Kara only gained that entitlement when she started a relationship with Mon El.

Jonn I would argue was never entitled to Mganns identity, it only came up once he realised who she was. But before then it made no difference at all.

Is this sounding familiar to you? Let me elaborate. Kara and Lena!

Lena reacted badly when she found out that Kara was Supergirl because she had been lied to! Yes lied to, Kara lied to Lena. When you pretend to be two separate people with one person you are lying.

Lena wasn't entitled to know who Kara was in the beginning. Just like Kara wasn't entitled to know who Mon El was to begin with. Just like how Jonn wasn't entitled to know who Mgann was.

The entitlement comes when you start to build a relationship with someone.

Kara become entitled to know who Mon El was when she started a relationship with him. She was NOT happy when she found out she had been lied to. Her boyfriend had withheld who he really was from her. She didn't have time to be miffed for long because she had to yeet him into space.

Mgann tried to avoid a friendship with Jonn, not unlike Lena avoiding a friendship with Kara. But both persisted and pushed themselves on them. Had Mgann started to sleep with Jonn he would need to know she she was.

Now the difference is whereas Mgann and Mon El stuck to one Persona, Kara with Lena didn't! Kara chose to be those two people, later she continued to pretend to be two people, even when Lena made it clear she didn't trust Supergirl and basically didn't want Supergirl anywhere near her! Kara actively ignored Lena's right to not want Supergirl in her life, that's when she should have come clean or broken off the friendship. Continuing with this relationship/friendship whilst lying and ignoring the wishes of the other part is simply wrong.

Jonn finds out Mgann is a White Martian- beats her almost to death, locks her up illegally for the crime of being someone he doesn't like and tells her she will rot. He then leaves it until the last minute to bother saving her life and was going to be happy to her die. -- instantly forgiven by Mgann and the fans even though he absolutely doesn't deserve it and it's never spoken of again.

Kara finds out Mon El is actually a Prince she doesn't like. Is mad for all of 5 minutes because she doesn't have time to be mad any longer. After that he's instantly forgiven, his Prince status I don't think is ever mentioned again. He's forgiven by those fans who love him and it is forgotten about.

Lena finds out Kara lied to her. She isn't happy about it, she feels betrayed and doesn't want to to forgive her simply because she said she was sorry. Sorry doesn't erase the lies and the removal of her choice to know she was letting Supergirl into her private life. Or the that she was lied to by everyone else to. This is the ONLY thing ever remembered.

Mon El only really had a relationship with Kara and Winn. What does Winn care that Mon El was a Prince? Winn isn't effected by it. He had no prior opinions of Daxamites, he also isn't sleeping with Mon El who knows his identity would effect that.

The similarities are huge! The writers have been using the same storyline over and over again but the fans don't notice it because they are either "Team Karamel" "Team Supercorp" "Team Space dad can do no worng" or "Team I hate Lena no matter what even when other characters do the EXACT same things ".

The major difference between them is that with Kara WAS actively being the second identity with Lena. Mon El didn't dress up as a Prince and use this persona to interact with Kara or to be a douche to her. Mgann didn't turn into a white Martian and fight or be a douche to Jonn. Mgann did her best to stay away from Jonn and not become to involved with him.

Kara went to Lena as both personas. She was her best friend as Kara but went to her as someone different with a totally different personality. She turned on her and whether deserved or not was awful to the woman who was her best friend and Lena didn't know it as her best friend doing this.

Mon El and Mgann didnt use Kara and Jonns relationships with other people against them like Kara did.

Then when Lena was done with Supergirl Kara didn't respect her and went back to her as Kara. We're supposed to forgive all this because Kara is the "hero" and " didn't want to lost Lena",oh and she cried a bit.

Lena's reaction has been written to be different to the other two, even though the story Line is basically the same premise. What Lena is doing at the moment clearly isn't good, but her not wanting to be around Kara and not forgiving her is actually completely understandable and she doesnt have to forgive her.

Heck if the writing made any sense Mgann should NEVER of forgiven Jonn after the senseless beating almost to death.

Lena for all her faults never intentionally physically hurt Kara. She punched a VR version of her, Jonn beat the real Mgann! But Lena is bad and Jonn is good! Lena didn't fire the canons at Kara that was Hope, Lena even tried to stop her. Lena trapped Kara in the Fortress in a kryptonite forcefield but Kara showed no signs of pain when in it or even when she was released from it. What did Jonn do? Jonn beat Mgann almost to death! I will never stop repeating that! In addition he has deliberately used kryptonite on Kara more than once and stood by while she expressed now much pain she was in so she couldn't stop him murdering a white Martian.

But sure, Jonn is a wonderful person and Lena is the devil!

So in conclusion as this went on way longer than I intended. Mgann and Jonn are NOT in any way, shape or form the most well written or healthiest relationship on Supergirl! I would take James and Lena over Mgann and Jonn! James was an arsehole and a liar and couldn't stand women above him in any way but at least he and Lena didn't beat eachother almost to death!!

I'm beginning to realise more and more why I'm taking a break from this show.

Peace ✌

[desainn]

83 Mythical Creatures & Descriptions

This list does not include…

Sci-fi races (sullustian, eldar, sangheili, duros, etc.)

Half-breeds (half-orc, half-elf, etc.)

Sub species (Mirrodin vedalken, hill dwarf, mountain dwarf, etc.)

Types of giants (human giant, giant spider, giant worm, etc.)

Literally thousands of mythical or divine beings I did not think of

1. Saproling - A diverse race of plant entities that dwell in the forests of Dominaria.

2. Dwarf - There are two main races of dwarves (According to WoTC): hill dwarves, and mountain dwarves. They are fairly self-descriptive, however mountain dwarves have improved vision in dark environments. Dwarves are known for their metalworking abilities, short stature, and sturdy build. Some sources claim they can live for an average of 400 years.

3. Elf - A highly debated race prominent in tales ranging from Santa Claus, to MTG. Ignoring the idea of the tiny shoemaking elves of Earth, elves are human-height, thin, agile, stealthy, and in-tune with nature. Warriors of this species often use light swords, long bows, daggers, and staffs.

4. Vedalken - Tall, blue-skinned, knowledgeable beings from MTG and D&D, but most prominently the former. Vedalken have six fingers on each hand. Mirrodin Vedalken have four arms, but that trait is reserved to only members of the Vedalken race from that plane. Believing perfection to be inachievable, Vedalken. Jew progress as a never-ending march to a state of perfection that can never be achieved.

5. Merfolk/Merrow - Female merfolk are commonly known as mermaids- the aquatic (or sometimes amphibious) race of blue- or green-skinned humanoids with fish tails, and oceanic jewelry.

6. Elemental - A diverse group of magical beings centered around a specific element. These are most commonly fire, life, ice, water, and lightning.

7. Angel - Heavenly, winged humanoids. Disregarding Christian ideas of angels, they can be skilled healers, or marksmen. You already know about this one.

8. Demon - The unholy counterpart to angels. Often winged, demons pocess magic capabilities encompassing fire, death, and anger. These beasts reside in the underworld, or hell.

9. Specter - Cloaked figures armed with scythes, who ride undead beasts through the sky. Opposed to flesh, many specters are made of black mist enveloped in dark cloth.

10. Goblin - Thieves, hooligans, and mechanics. Goblins are often in the background committing some silly crime. They can be utilized as comic relief, or cannon fodder, whichever results in their death the quickest (because seriously, these dudes have the highest death rate of anything in this list)

11. Orc - Large, lean warriors wielding clubs, or other blunt weapons. Orcs are commonly portrayed with green skin, and two large stubs of teeth on their lower jaw, sticking out of their mouths.

12. Giant - A collection of large, clumsy humans, spiders, worms, or serpents.

13. Centaur - A mythical Greek idea of a man (or woman) made of a horse from the waist down. Skilled with a bow, or lance.

14. Siren - Two ideas. One: mermaids that sing to lure unwitting sailors into treaterous seas. Two: humans with light blue wings on their arms.

15. Nymph - Nymphs wander in forests, disguised a women. When a traveler approaches, sword sheathed, and shield lowered, the nymph allows its illusion to fade, revealing an evil monster beneath.

16. Minotaur - A bipedal bull with two arms, and two legs that runs around in mazes. “Minotaurs hate tar tar sauce. They’re deathly allergic to tar tar sauce”.

17. Screecher - A flying zombie-demon that screams as it glides.

18. Fairy - Tiny winged humans that flutter through forests. Often times, they will betray travelers, and loot them.

19. Pixie - A fairy that doesn’t lie about being evil, it just accepts that it is. Occasionally, pixies will catch something on fire.

20. Unicorn - A mystical white horse with a golden or ivory horn on its forehead, often bearing pink or blue tails and manes. They love to plunder their horns into tourist’s chests’.

21. Ogre - Either Shrek, or a dungeon-dwelling humanoid with ten blue tentacles, each wielding a different weapon.

22. Troll - A small, dirty man who will collect tolls for crossing bridges. Nothing a crossbow can’t fix.

23. Zombie - The reanimated corpses of lost ones through the use of magic.

24. Fomori - An advanced aquatic race, that builds beautiful cities under the sea. In addition this, they possess vast arsenals of explosives.

25. Stitcher - A zombie made from parts of many deceased creatures.

26. Djinn - Blue- or gray-skinned, mountain-dwelling monks with the ability to levitate themselves.

27. Thrull - A beast faintly resembling a gray-skinned, Balt ox with no horns. The Orzhov Syndicate of Ravnica utilized thrulls as pack animals for transport, and as a container for storing mana, until it would be sucked out of the creature.

28. Rendhorn - A cross between a rhino, and a wolf.

29. Arynx - A large wild cat.

30. Aven - Humanoid birds that live on Dominaria.

31. Semicore/Wierd - An artificial creature that contraditicts its own existence. For example, a membrane of water, and an interior of fire.

32. Naxie - Merfolk-like, semi-humanoid, aquatic and residing in unusually deep forest ponds and lakes, groups of naxies drag travelers stopping for a drink, into the water to eat them.

33. Dragon - A fire-breathing, reptilian beast with near-impenetrable scales. Dragons also boast wings, enabling them to fly.

34. Drake - Similar to a dragon, but leaner.

35. Draco - A serpent dragon that cannot breath fire.

36. Serpentine - A humanoid shake.

37. Truffle - A mushroom person.

38. Hydra - A three-headed dog from Hades.

39. Kobold - Small dragonic men from D&D.

40. God - Magnificent, holy, divine beings. No one knows for sure. Let’s keep it at that.

41. Ent - Tree-like golems that reside in forests. Some ents offer wisdom, others kill travelers.

42. Reaper - A cloaked, reanimated skeleton armed with a scythe, and wielding death magic.

43. Reanimated Skeleton - A skeleton made living through the use of necromancy. Can be destroyed with a hard push.

44. Golem - Living rock or metal creature, sometimes tasked with the defense of an area.

45. Gremlin - A red-skinned animal on Kaladesh with an appetite for Aether.

46. Cyclops - A one-eyes humanoid, sometimes appearing to be human, but other times as large as an orc.

47. Pegasus - A winged horse.

48. Titan - A god-like creature with great strength, and power. Not quite a god, but not a mortal either.

49. Ghoul - A ghost that retains some remnants of it’s past body.

50. Ghost - A spirit that escaped it’s body after death.

51. Phantom - A formless ghost that remains in the mortal realm.

52. Harpy - A colorful bird with a woman’s face.

53. Manticore - A powerful demon lion,

54. Werewolf - Werewolves are sometimes thought of as humans that morph into savage wolf humanoids, in the presence of a full moon. Other times, they remain wolf beings at all times.

55. Elephantine - Humanoid elephants.

56. Wyvern - A sky-dwelling dragon that resides on floating islands, that is sleek, white-, blue-, or green-skinned, and about a three-fourths the size of dragons.

57. Dragonborn - A powerful dragonic man, also called a half-dragon. Skilled with blades of all sorts.

58. Aetherborn - Aetherborn are gray-skinned, black-eyed humanoids spawned spontaneously as a byproduct of the Aether refinement process on Kaladesh. The Aether that makes up heir bodies is gradually returned to the Aethersphere, and in only 3 to 4 years, they have dissolved entirely. One adult human contains enough Aether to allow a single Aetherborn to survive 12 more days. Some members of this race with questionable morals (most notably Gonti) will kill humans in scores, to preserve their own lives.

59. Spirit - A shapeless ghost that retains the ability to communicate with the living.

60. Haunt - A spirit visible as a cloud of thin, black mist, a faintly glowing core, and often wearing a tattered gray cloth.

61. Mimic - Mimics hide in dungeons as chests, or doors. When an unwitting dungeoneer opens the mimic’s disguise, a purple-tongued, toothy beast attacks them. Chest mimics are able to hop around.

62. Vampire - Pale-skinned humans with two pointed fangs, yellow or red eyes, a black cloak, the ability to live forever, a fear of sunlight, and a thirst for blood. Some sources claim that humans bitten by vampires become vampires themselves, however this is unlikely. Weaknesses include silver, wooden stake to the heart, and garlic.

63. Humonculus - One-eyed, blue-gray skinned humanoids created artificially. Though stichers in a technical sense, Humonculus are alive.

64. Devil - Red-skinned, long-horned humanoids that explode upon death.

65. Skywhale - Long-finned whales that float through the atmosphere effortlessly.

66. Griffin - A lion with an eagle’s head, wings, and feet.

67. Abzan Hound - A humanoid dog, skilled with a bow.

68. Leviathan - A large sea serpent whose size is comparable to that of a whale.

69. Nice

70. Naga - A large snake with human arms and facial features near the head.

71. Slime - Gelatin creatures that bounce around. Slimes retain their shape as a flat gumdrop.

72. Horror - Mutant creatures merged together. Mutants have multiple of everything, are terribly boney, and are encased in a loose and thin sheet of skin.

73. Myr - Drones crested by the Mirrodin, that could do nothing but watch the corruption of their planet at the hands of the Phyrexians.

74. Chimera - A winged lion with an eagle’s head, and a snake for a tail.

75. Ooze - An acidic, shapeless slime.

76. Nim - A corrupted zombie reanimated without the use of magic.

77. Hobbit - Short humanoids somewhat resembling a cross between dwarves and humans. They live in houses built into the hillsides, in the Lord of The Rings.

79. Sky Manta - A stingray that flies in the sky.

80. Souleater - A demonic creature that comsumes souls opposed to organic matter.

81. Dementor - From the Harry Potter series, dementors have no legs, wrinkled gray skin, a circular mouth, and “look like something that decayed in water”. They guard the Azkaban Prison.

82. Eternal - A zombie transferred into an artificial body to make it stronger, live forever, and travel through planar gates.

83. My gf

Tell me anything I missed; it will only cause this list to grow stronger, much like any attempt at killing a semicore with pyromancy.