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tinknevertalks · 3 months

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Hi! For the kiss prompt game: Helen/Abby + 28? :)

Eeeeeee! Helen/Abby! *Happy wiggles* OK, this is (newly) established relationship sometime after season 4. There is talk of scars in this (as the prompt is a kiss over a scar), and mention of a c-section (I have Helen headcanons that I will not part with), but other than that enjoy some soft, fluffy, cuddles and kisses. XD (Thank you so much for the prompt!)

Breakfast in Bed?

They were indulging in a spot of lounging in bed, the morning sunbeams filtered by the intricate lace curtains Abby insisted on hanging. Didn't matter for a moment that the light wasn't starlight but the soft Praxian light they'd all grown accustomed to. “It feels cold without them,” she’d admitted one night, curled around Helen like a vine.

Right now, however, in the morning light, Abby was taking her sweet time brushing her fingers over Helen’s skin. “Where’d this come from?” she asked, tracing a faint white scar across Helen’s upper abdomen, close to her rib cage.

“That would be the patient without inhibitions, thinking I wanted to mate with her partner,” she replied, shuddering. “Her partner was objectionable, but there's someone for everyone I suppose.”

Abby hummed, stroked it one last time, then let her fingers meander. “And this one?” she asked, brushing the underside of Helen’s lower abdomen.

“Far less exciting, I'm afraid.” She smiled as Abby tilted her head, curiosity all over her face. “Ashley was delivered by caesarean section.”

“Oh…” Abby's fingernails scraped gently against the faded scar, tickling Helen ever so slightly. Squirming under her touch, Helen curled around Abby, kissing the crown of her head.

“You sound confused.”

Abby blushed. “I thought c-section scars were bigger... A whole baby comes out of there!” They laughed together, rolling so Helen could touch Abby's skin as she laid back, saying, “My sister has kids, super cute, but…” Her voice trailed off. Helen laid her head on her stomach, intertwining her fingers with Abby's, her thumb stroking softly. “Giving your whole body to grow a person? Your internal organs moving around, and maybe even dying? You, Doctor Magnus,” she added, coming out of her reverie and tugging Helen’s hand to her lips, “are amazing.”

“Hardly,” she murmured with a smile to Abby’s belly button, “but thank you, nevertheless.”

Calmness enveloped them, Abby’s fingers in Helen’s hair, Helen’s index finger running along the hem of Abby’s rucked up pyjama top. Helen felt rather than heard the held breath as she found the scar from the annelid. Moving closer, watching Abby’s chest going from still to almost hyperventilating, Helen pushed the hem up onto Abby’s ribcage. “N-- He-- Oh!”

Helen kissed across the scar with butterfly soft lips. “Stop squirming, Miss Corrigan,” she commanded gently, smiling. “You, my dear, are wonderful.” Each word was punctuated with a kiss. Trailing her kisses upwards, Helen caught Abby’s lips with her own, pliant and hungry and oh so welcoming. Planting her knees on each side of Abby, she cradled her face in her hands. Eyebrow raised, she asked, “Shall we have breakfast in bed?”

#ask meme answered #ask meme answer #sanctuary #helen/abby #helen magnus #abby corrigan #fanfic #wlw #femslash #established relationship #post series #soft #cuddles #cut to save your screens #sarcasticsciencefictionwriter #one idea was to have a mashup of this ask and the previous one but thought that wasn't really fair #i hope you like this! :)

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lazlolullaby · 1 month

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the body, the mind, the heart, and the breath of Kur (The Secret Saturdays fanon)

hey you know that Artifact that Argost couped and killed a King of Kumari Kandem for? The Amulet with the Breath of Kur that was just used for unlocking the Tomb of Kur and nothing else?

...I'm gonna weave so much headcanon Lore about that.

Spoilers for the two major plot twists of the Secret Saturdays.

TL;DR Kur was split into several pieces. The Breath, which was an attempt to Kill Kur that didn't completely work. Then the Sumerians and Lemurians making a plan to actually separate and destroy Kur, splitting them into parts; The Body, aka Big Red that was buried in Antarctica, the Mind, that the Lemurians took to the Himalayas, And finally the Heart in the Kur Stone.

First Kur was an immortal God that created and controlled the cryptids. It's not clear what Kur was actually like, if he was unfair or just acting as a warrior king would. But some cryptids and humanity rebelled; they tried to steal the Breath of Kur and store it in an Amulet. So he'd stop breathing and die, or would have to negotiate for his own ability to breathe and talk back. The first body of Kur dies. People think that Kur is really dead and start to prepare a tomb.

But you don't kill Gods that easily. Kur is now a spirit that latches on to his cryptid progeny, controlling their bodies and minds, hopping around to whoever he can. Kur is pissed and decides. "Fine. You think I'm bad? I'll be bad." And gathers enough resources and energy to make a large cryptid to lay waste to the people that killed him. It's about this time that the Kur Detector artifact is created - to find Kur with whatever body he was in.

The Big Red cryptid is created, and Kur digs himself fully in, not expecting anyone to want to fight him.

So. Of course they fought. Of course they split Kur from his new body, and decided to seal Kur's spirit into a funerary tablet to bury in his Tomb, aka the Kur Stone.

Kur, of course, is still very manipulative and convinces some arrogant Lemurians to keep him closer in their Himalayan mountain range city. They split Kur again. Kur's mind is hidden in burial jewelry - a clunky necklace that "didn't fit his style".

The plan changes. The Tombkeepers believe that Kur has finally gone mad from defeat, only acting on instinct and is incapable of being reasoned with. They don't know the mind was removed, and now all that's left is just the core of Kur. The Heart.

To prevent anyone from taking control of their insane God, they layer the Tomb with traps and security measures, then use Kur's madness to scatter the keys beyond where any one person could travel in one lifetime.

Kur is just chilling at this point, every so often checking on his cryptid kids. He can't directly communicate or influence them unless they touch the jewelry, but it's fine. It's peaceful, no one prays to him, expects any favors or demands power.

Hundreds of years pass. The Lemurians either decline on their own or Kur stirs the pot, probably both.

Argost, being a Yeti of the Himalayas, and bored as hell even with killing people and taking their stuff, goes exploring. He finds the Lemurian ruins and the necklace.

Kur doesn't explain that he's Cryptid God, just that he's an ancient spirit who's seen the rise and fall of Kur. Kur imparts wisdom; mostly his knowledge of bug cryptids, trying to bait Argost into getting a Devonian annelid to swap into a better piece of jewelry - the Blue Tiger just received some gorgeous jade hair pins and he's feeling jealous.

Argost goes for a hunt, but can't enjoy it because Kur could control him - Argost wants to be the one in control. So he asks the spirit for a mask that could block Kur's senses - prevent cryptids and humans from seeing him as a Yeti. Then the jewelry is tucked away in Argost's cave. Argost uses his Cryptid Bug knowledge to make prosthetic scorpion legs for Baron Finster.

The Kur Stone is dug up. Kur's mind does register it as a large wave of energy coursing through his cryptid kids. Zak absorbed the Heart of Kur, being an empty body with no mind yet. Kur's Heart is entrenched in Zak and to remove the Heart would kill Zak.

Events of the show happen. Kur's mind can see when Zak draws on his powers, but any kind of thoughts are blocked to him - this changes slightly after "Ghost in the Machine" where Zak was mixed and split with Fisk and Komodo. Kur's mind also influenced Fiskerton to pick Antarctica, where Big Red was buried.

Because Big Red was the Created Body that Kur used, the energy was hanging around and Zak absorbed it, boosting his powers. Kur's mind can see more of what's going on, and influenced Zak in the 2nd season premiere. Kur said they were in Hong Kong. The Nagas were actually in New York. And there's not much Kur's mind can do about the War of the Cryptids.

...now if, post series if someone were to go through Argost's cave...and Zak happened to touch that burial necklace...that would be fun.

#the secret saturdays #Kur tss #zak saturday #vv argost #fiskerton saturday #King Uraj #Lazlo's lulls #Anyone mentioning certain racist wizard soul split bullshit will be taken out back shot and fed to cactus cats #Anyway. Does anyone want a way that Zak can wriggle out of his guilt about New York? Here you go!#...I'm blaming cartoon network. Kur should have had like 10 minutes at least on screen for us to willfully misinterpret #Or something concrete about Kur itself you know how it is #Fun tv show fact: all the cryptids featured in TSS are based on / reference actual cryptids. Except the fake Kur in Antarctica #And for the fanfic I will never write:#Kur's mind - metaphorically snacking on garlic popcorn and watching the world go on without him- and it's my problem how?#Zak - YOU MADE THESE CRYPTIDS YOU NEED TO CARE FOR THEM!#Kur - nah you and your family can do it

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the-hilda-librarians-wife · 11 months

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Fireflies Over The Wall - Chapter 5

Relationship: The Bell Keeper & Meiri (Original character)

Summary: "The troll brought with herself, every night without a fault, a baby.

Every night, she placed it upon the grass, and pointed upwards, showing her baby the stars and constellations. Showing her baby the fireflies.

Holding it tight. Cuddling with it. Making sure it saw the beauty the world had to offer. He had never considered himself a sentimental man. Yet this image, for some reason, never failed to make him return home feeling something gaping and void inside of himself.

Every one of his former coworkers must have returned to their families.

Who would Edmund return to when he could work no more?

What would give him a reason to get out of bed when the fireflies were no longer enough?"

An OC's origin story as well as a Bell Keeper character study, because this character is much more fascinating than I'd been giving him credit for.

Notes: Title from "King And Lionheart" by Of Monsters and Men

Was supposed to post this chapter yesterday, but unfortunately I was stopped by chaotic week at college reasons. Woopsie

Chapter title: You're a king and I'm your lionheart

Read it on ao3

Meiri was the type of person that had a hard time showing interest in things that didn’t, well, interest her. She was just too genuine to feign paying attention to something. Which made it even more special when she did try to engage him in conversation about topics surrounding his life by doing so. It meant she was doing a great deal of effort to reach out. She tried it sometimes with books she saw on his house, or by asking him to expand upon a comment he made about his day. That afternoon in particular, though, they ended up talking about his job. Unfortunately, that also meant acknowledging the baggage that came with it.

“I just don’t get it!” She said, looking at him with the futile hope that he would get it. “Why did the town get built somewhere where there were already people living?”

After a sigh, he raised his eyes from the checkers board to her with a small smile. Meiri was the first time he’d ever had a child in his life aside from when he’d been one himself, and Edmund was finding that the reputation children had for being so much more decent wasn’t for nothing. He didn’t think he’d ever heard a single adult refer to trolls as ‘people’, despite having seen them show more than enough conscience to be considered rational beings.

“That’s a whole can of worms you don’t wanna open, kid.” And it was something she should know, it was a reflection she should make, but she was still so very young. It was good that her heart already told her something was wrong; that meant she had more awareness than he’d had at her age. But it was something that he thought for now should grow on her own. When she was older, maybe, if he was still around in her life, he could give her a piece of his mind on the matter. She tilted her head to the side.

“Why ‘can of worms’?”

“What do you mean?”

“You said ��a whole can of worms’ as if it’s negative. But worms are actually good for everything around them.”

The change of topic was so drastic that Edmund was left with his mouth hanging open and no idea of what to answer. Then, he rubbed his chin and figured he should just try to explain to her.

“It’s just how the expression goes, kid. It’s supposed to mean it’s a difficult topic or situation, but I don’t know what the origin was. You’re the specialist on insects, anyway.”

She gave him a very level glare. “Worms aren’t insects.”

“Are they from the same family as spiders?”

If she wasn’t so young, Edmund would be afraid she was having a heart attack by the horrified look on her face.

“No. Insects and arachnids are arthropods. Worms are annelids, that’s a whole other phylum!”

“You expect me to know what a phylum is?”

She shrugged, putting the last of her stones inside the board again. “Well, it’s interesting.”

“It is.” He nodded. He even meant it, truth be told. Nature had always interested him, and even though he had never wanted to look too deep into it, hearing her talk about the topics she enjoyed was always a fun time, even if only for her enthusiasm. “But it’s getting late. You should head back to St. Annes before Terry gets worried. Why don’t you tell me more about it the next time you’re here?”

Although reluctantly, she agreed. She knew the way out perfectly well, but he still got up from the table to open the door for her, only closing it when he could see her back no longer.

…......

“Lovely evening, ain’t it?” He said loud enough to startle her, not really worried about it since there were no patrons in the area of the library he had found Kaisa in.

The woman was at the top of a ladder, shelving some books after a long day taking them out of their places for the people who had needed them. She might just be the one person in the entire town he considered to be more overworked than the remaining bell keepers. Nothing, and he meant nothing could make him understand how come a library that big only had one person working in it. She glared down at him, having almost lost her balance because of the jolt, but it did nothing for him. He was all but immune to glares at this point.

“Look who remembered they can read.” She slid down the ladder, only her hands hanging onto the rails, with surprising ease for someone who he knew was essentially sedentary. “What can I do for you that made you come all the way from the city limits?”

He shoved his hands in his pockets. “I need a book.”

“Really? In the public library? You need a book? How innovative, Ed.”

Edmund did his best to send her a level stare. Two could play this passive aggressive eye game and he had been training with the best.

“Do you have a book on phylogenetics or not?”

Frowning, Kaisa mouthed the word ‘phylogenetics’ without uttering a sound, looking at him like he was insane.

“Kind of a big word for you, isn’t it, bell?” He was going to flip her off, but she’d already begun walking in front of him, so she wouldn’t properly receive it. “Really is none of my business, but where did you… how… why?”

“You should have finished the sentence at ‘really is none of my business’. It was the wisest thing I’ve ever heard you say.”

He couldn’t see her rolling her eyes, but he knew. Spiritually, it was there.

“Hm. Can I at least present my hypothesis?”

“Can I stop you?”

“No. The first is you’re trying to date a mad scientist.”

The idea was so ludicrous it made him snort. “Don’t have the time nor the patience for that.”

“Hm. The other is this has something to do with the little girl who showed us her science textbook in the middle of a cafe.”

He remained silent; rookie mistake. Kaisa didn’t stop walking, but she looked back at him with a grin. It was a terrible habit that she’d acquired, walking without seeing where she was going and trusting she knew the library well enough to not end up concussed or toothless. And then she had the audacity to say she didn’t know how come she had so many mysterious bruises on her limbs.

“Aha!” She pointed accusingly at his chest. Damnit. There was a reason why he avoided mentioning Meiri to her after they met. Kaisa just made such a big thing out of anything. He knew it to be because neither of them had any actually interesting topics to talk about from their own lives, but still. “It does! Are you still talking? That was quite some time ago. Months, I believe.”

“We are and she likes the topic. Can you please just drop it?”

Seeing as he looked actually vexed, Kaisa shrugged and left him be.

Even so, even after they’d found a useful book and gone out to eat something since he was already around, she had kept a satisfied smile on her face during the entire evening.

…......

“Alright, so first there are the domains.” She said as he placed a cup of tea in front of her and sat down on the table. “Then the kingdoms-”

“And then the phylums?”

“Exactly!” She smiled. “In the Animalia kingdom, you have a couple of phylums that aren’t chordates and have very specific characteristics. Then you have the chordata phylum. It contains all the vertebrates! Like, we share a phylum with elephants! Isn’t that weird?”

Edmund smiled with his head resting on his hand, watching with glee as she got excited about the topic.

“Anyway, chordates aren’t as cool to study. The first phylum to evolve was porifera, and that’s, like, just sea sponges. Then cnidaria, which are the jellyfish, anemones, and other sort of alien and threatening looking stuff that lives in the sea. Weird guys. And then next comes the platyhelminthes, and it’s with them that the idea of having a place to put a bunch of your nervous system stuff starts-”

Meiri pointed to her head and kept on going with her speech, telling him about how even if annelida and arthropoda were very close evolutionary speaking (and she did know some very big words for her age, not that it surprised him when it came to something she was passionate about), there were key differences that tore them apart. Annelids didn’t have exoskeletons, to begin with. For his part, Edmund tried to balance not interrupting her with showing interest, mostly allowing her to speak but piping in with an interjection every now and then.

“What I don’t really understand-” He said when she circled back to talking about worms and leeches after having finished her invertebrates infodump with sea stars. “is how worms are different from those nematode creatures. They’re round. They’re slimy. Ain’t it all the same thing?”

He didn’t think he’d ever crack when being ignorant on something she liked would make her glare and when it would make her laugh, but that time it was the latter. “Well, nematodes cause disease, for once.”

“Oh, should we be saying ‘can of nematodes’, then?”

“Ew, that’s so gross!” She chuckled, eyes closing as she did so. “But I suppose that would make more sense. I think in reality it has something to do with their very early stages. They’re very different.”

Edmund nodded. “Right. Something to do with the coelom, whatever the hell that may be.”

Meiri was in the middle of taking a sip of her tea as he said that. When she frowned, her creased eyebrows and confused eyes were all he could see.

“How do you know that?”

“You don’t know everything about me.” He quipped, but continued before he could earn himself another glare. “I actually looked a bit into it. Didn’t want to be asking you stupid questions.”

It was so quiet for a moment that Edmund thought he’d be able to hear a needle falling to the ground. Meiri’s eyes scanned his face like she couldn’t comprehend what she was being told.

“You… what?”

“Yeah, I got a book.” He got up from his seat with the intention of grabbing it, having left it at his bedside table. “Remember Kaisa? She helped me find something on the matter.”

He climbed up the ladder to the platform that passed for the second floor of the cabin, which was partly walled in around the bathroom, and partly open. It meant he didn't have anything to shield his face from the sun in the morning, seeing as the light from the living room all reached him as soon as it started flooding in, but he was usually up before that blasted star, anyway. And it wasn’t like it made a difference when he was really tired.

When he got back, he found Meiri still staring after him with a befuddled expression. Her focus only shifted passingly when he raised the hand with the book.

“Here.” He set it in front of her at the table. “Due date’s next Thursday, if you want to keep it for a while. Ya could even keep it a couple of days over it, I hardly think Kai would revoke my library card over it, she has much bigger problems right now. Though I suppose you already know all this stuff, ain’t that right, kid?”

When she failed to do anything other than stare at the book for the next ten seconds, he cleared his throat.

“Kid? You alright there?”

“Yeah.” She snapped herself out of whatever mood she’d sunk into, blinking rapidly and not really looking at him. “Yeah, it’s nothing.”

Edmund raised his eyebrows but didn’t comment on her lack of an excuse, nor on how her voice sounded strained. If she wanted to talk about it, she would. With him being off-duty, they spent the rest of their time normally, either talking or cooking or completing chores together, Ed cleaning up the cabin while Meiri did her schoolwork.

When the time arrived for her to be on her way home before the orphanage started ringing up the cabin’s phone, Edmund opened the door for her as per usual. But this time, she stood in front of him before walking out, looking indecisive for a couple of moments. Then, after a deep breath, she took a step forward and hugged his legs.

Not having expected it, the force of the move made him fall back against the open door which banged on the wall with an ‘oof’, but even after his brain registered what was happening, he wasn’t able to recruit enough neurons to react. He didn’t have time for it, in fact, because after what couldn’t have been more than two seconds, Meiri let go and with her head ducked squeaked a very quick ‘see ya’, before running away.

………

Next time Meiri visited, she wasn’t empty handed.

It wasn’t exactly the first time she’d knocked on the door of his cabin, but it surprised him anyway. Generally she’d be playing near the trees - or on the trees - when he found her and either invited her into his cabin or up the wall. So it still felt different that she’d come directly to him that time.

She stood on the doorway shifting her weight between her feet, probably caught off guard that he had answered her since she (much like he himself) had no way of knowing whether he’d be home or working. Edmund didn’t get past his greeting before she raised both hands towards him, presenting him with an unexpected item.

“Here.” She said, all but shoving a flower crown in his hands. “I made us these.”

No asking him if he liked it. No requesting he put it on. Just stating a fact and looking down at her fidgety hands in a failed attempt to look like she didn’t care.

“Oh!” He brought the crown closer to his eyes, seeing flowers that ranged from purple to pink to yellow and their intertwining stems. “Thanks, kid. Looks pretty.”

She shrugged, still looking down.

“Where did you get these flowers?” Edmund asked as he closed the door behind her and began walking to the table, partly to break the silence but mostly because they didn’t look like the type one just finds around. They were much too well kept for that, even if some seemed to be missing a couple of petals from the process of braiding them together.

“Someone’s garden.”

“Meiri!”

“What? They aren’t native plants! They weren’t doing any favors to the soil and the bugs! Maybe they were even causing harm!”

What was the appropriate age, he wondered, to teach someone the difference between morally right and socially right? And was he even the right person to talk to her about it since he sort of wanted to agree with her?

He was about to open his mouth and say that she should have asked for permission anyway, when he noticed that, partly hidden by her never tidy hair on her head, was a crown identical to the one he had received. And only then did he truly assess the situation. She had made these, with the clear intent of giving it as a gift so that they could match. She’d thought of him and planned it and executed it, even if a bit more chaotically than she should have, and she was allowing herself to be open about it to him.

He took a metaphorical step back.

“Well, whoever you got it from must be a good gardener; got some beautiful plants.”

“May I put it on you?”

The question was hurried, the words merging into one another. But their meaning was understood.

“Sorry?”

“You heard me.” She groaned, giving him a glare but it was a half hearted one. “Yes or no? Don’t make a big deal of it.”

He was absolutely making a big deal of it.

And not only because of the girl in front of him, but also because he hadn’t worn something feminine in <em>so long</em>. Once he wasn’t forced to anymore, he had never put on anything that made him feel awkward in his body.

But he really didn’t feel as if he could possibly feel bad about it if Meiri was matching him.

“Alright.” He leaned down towards her. “Go ahead, please.”

He wore the crown for the rest of the day, both of them letting time get away from them as they went from looking for butterflies outside to listening to music on the radio when the weather began getting colder. The evening set, and they were still discussing what Edmund should have for dinner and judging the songs that came up when the cabin’s phone rang.

It had been from Saint Anne’s, asking him if Meiri was there and asking her to get back, since it was already past her curfew. The girl got on her way, not happy about it but knowing she had no other choice. That night, he hung his crown on one of his coat hangers, figuring that letting them dry was the best way to preserve it, and struggled to fall asleep as he wondered about what it meant that they now knew exactly where to find the girl when she slipped away.

#Additional bit of lore: the garden that Meiri stole the flowers from was Tildy’s.#She actually got caught by her while doing it #but she explained that she was doing it for someone she cared a lot for #and Tildy gave her the flowers happily and subtly put a small good luck blessing on her :)#meiridom #fic: fotw #my fic #hilda oc #the bell keeper hilda #meiri #meiri (oc)#the bell keeper fanfic #hilda the series fanfic

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duskgryphon · 2 years

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Hey rewrite your oc stuff

responding to this hours later because i uh. took a while to revise this lmao

Okay so! Technically not talking about any specific ocs here, but rather my personal project world. I got sent an ask about bug dragons, so I'll start there I think? After some explanation. Essentially this world is entirely removed from the concept of Earth and humans. Different galaxy, different planet, different life. It's still in. very early stages so a lot of things are subject to change, a lot of things I'm still working on. Though this is sort of misleading; I've been working on this world, in it's vaguest sense, since late 2016/early 2017 ish. The most recent iteration started I believe around the start of 2021? But I've been giving it a lot more focus in the past couple of months. It's also turned into a partly speculative biology based project. Gaining an interest in specific subjects does that to yah I guess.

So, bug dragons. What are they? "Bug dragon" refers to a large number of species, mainly those that would be classified as athropods and annelids. They aren't technically insects, though they do, in part, replace insects here. Like the aforementioned phylums, they encompass species with and without flight and worm-like species. There are, additionally, a small number of species that make up some of the sophonts in this world. They're uh. currently unnamed, though two have designs that are mostly set in stone? The classification that distinguishes specific species of sophonts from one another is whether or not they're "true" bug dragons. True bug dragons have no capacity to transform, but the other species do. The only species with the capacity to transform are sophonts, since they're the only ones that developed a need for it.

I should also note, coming back to the fact that this is completely removed from Earth, human languages don't exist. It'll take a lot of time and effort for me to get even vague individual constructed languages down, but if anyone is interested in this I'll try to make things as clear as possible. Uh, "bug dragon" is also technically a temporary term, for the previously stated reasons, but I think it's a perfectly viable name for them from a human standpoint, so I'll probably keep referring to them that way.

id: An image depicting various bug dragon sophonts on the left, with text describing what each are on the right. The top one shows a species of winged bug dragon with a long body, six legs, and a tail ending in a stinger. The text reads; "Species of bug dragon with the ability to transform. They come to just over 7 feet." The middle one shows two characters from different species transformed. One of them is shown to stand bipedally, with four sets of arms. The text reads; "Concepts for two bug dragons, both transformed. Their transformation resembles one of the other sophonts, though they keep their insect-like appearances." The bottom one shows one character of a species of true bug dragon, she stands on four legs, with a set of arms hidden under a coat pinned at the neck. She's almost bird-like in shape, and has a tail and what resembles rabbit ears. The text reads; "Species of "true" bug dragon as shown by A'rei's concepts. They come to around 4 feet."

#gryph.txt #project world #< temporary tag until i figure out what to call this #names are. so hard #uhhh i hope the image description is alright i'm. not really sure how to describe some things?#anyway there's a ton i left out here but i hope this is a suffienct starting place #feel free to ask questions!#i have two other species of sophont #one thing for folklore #and again things i missed out with the bug dragons #like gender speech clothing etc etc #also thank bog and tony and whoever sent this ask i never would've written this up otherwise ToT #gryph.png #bugs #spider #< for xico just in case

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tangleweave · 1 year

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For my favourite Flora: What does Groot find repulsive or disgusting?

[ Random Asks / Accepting ]

The inquiry comes as Groot is tilling soil on a world that has no name by the tongues of galactic residents... none have seen fit to colonize the place. Ordinarily that would make it the most perfect haven for him and Beth, save that the flora here have been struggling for survival in the wake of the Snap. The loss of life had not been merely that of creatures with brains and blood, after all. Thanos' universal culling had also vanished half of all floral life. And every world had been affected differently.

Here, there were precious plants whose ecosystem had already been fragile, even without the interference of so-called 'advanced' species coming down to mine (reap) the world's resources. With the Snap of the Titan's fingers, that ecosystem had been sent to the verge of collapse... and it's only been due to three full weeks of stabilization efforts invested by Groot and Beth that those delicate little miracles are beginning to thrive once more.

He looks over at her as she appears to ponder a handful of soil, through which insects and annelids crawl. She appears unbothered by the sight and sensation, but it makes sense to him why she's chosen this moment to ask. And he needs only a moment to consider his reply.

"I am Groot."

<< My progenitor was cast out from his homeworld because he could not stand to see mammals enduring imprisonment and experimentation by order of his peers, and chose to set those captives free. >>

The memories are distorted and fragmented, since this Groot is not the Groot that was exiled. Nevertheless, he drops his head in shame to think of what his prior iteration saw and endured.

"I... am Groot."

<< It was meant to be done in secret, and without any further harm. But matters turned violent... and for his principles, and the sake of those he sought to free, he was forced to raise his branches, and set his growth, against his own. >>

He looks back up at Beth, a sobered gaze in his sap-brandy eyes. "I am Groot."

<< I am revolted by those who would commission harm against others, for nothing more than the sake of curiosity. I am sickened by sadism. Abject cruelty disgusts me. I hate bullies, and I will gladly raise my branches against them. >>

He turns back to tilling the soil. "I am Groot."

<< It is why I so readily joined Steve Rogers' team to confront Thanos on his garden world. I wanted justice. I wanted to help turn everything back. I wanted my family back. For a moment, I was proud to help Carol Danvers restrain him... to deny him the power he had claimed as his destiny. I believed that at last, I could force the ultimate bully to see all his cruelty undone right before his very eyes. With just one more snap of a finger. Or even a twig. >>

He draws a long breath and stares up at the sun for a moment.

"I am Groot."

<< Fate dictated differently. And now we work to undo that cruelty... one leaf, one vine, one fruit at a time. >>

#answered asks #brooklynislandgirl #beth riley #muse: groot

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I hope sending you art is ok !! I just wanted to do a lil something for all the lovely stories you create they always make my day and inspire me so much, I hope you have a wonderful day :]

Oh my goodness! It's more than okay! This is absolutely gorgeous and adorable and I've been thinking about it all morning. They look so happy! I love how you did Rowan's hair, you captured the curls so well!

I'm so glad that you enjoy my lil stories! I love writing for Warriors and Rowan so much and it warms my heart that they bring joy to so many people in our little corner of the fandom.

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Rick & Morty Recap: Auto Erotic Assimilation

Wubba Lubba Dub Dub, readers.

The Recap: Rick, Summer, and Morty run into a former lover of Rick’s, a parasitic hive mind named Unity who’s recently taken over an entire planet. Rick rekindles the relationship, leading the two of them into a spiral of destructive behavior with disastrous planet-wide effects.

I spent an inordinate amount of time trying to come up with a buffer for this recap, and it fought me every step of the way. This episode is perfectly competent in terms of technical elements – the Event Horizon riff that introduces Unity is a really nice isolated sequence, the simplicity of the alien designs allows for a lot of individual variation while getting across that they’re all pulled by one puppeteer, and as always the show has a good eye for slipping in licensed music stingers as an extra bit of gut punch – but it all feels terribly beside the point, deliberately held back to give the script a chance to shine. Even the sex shenanigans, which feel like a place where the show could easily cut loose, are left at the edges of the proceedings. We, like Rick, are not allowed an out.

So let’s start with Rick and Unity, in the name of having at least a breath of triumph. Because conceptually, there is a lot about Unity that makes me absurdly happy. It doesn’t have a gender, first of all – both Summer and Rick refer to the collective hivemind as “it” no matter what body it’s possessing at a given moment, and at the very least Summer strikes one as the type to use a being’s proper pronouns (fun fact: “it” is something like “queer” in that it has a history of being used as a slur, but has also been reclaimed by some non-binary people; ask before you use it, basically). And the general tenor of Rick and Unity’s mutual attraction, a queer relationship if ever there was one, is an achievement on the level of one Captain Jack Harkness. And this is going to require a little history, so sit tight.

First of all, Rick not being straight has been a confirmed thing since s2 premiere year’s Comic Con. In the middle of riffing about what undisclosed facts the audience might want to know about Rick, co-creator and majority of the voice cast Justin Roiland casually dropped the fact that the character is pansexual (that’s being attracted to someone regardless of gender). And while there was some rejoicing and some shrugging and saying “okay, sure,” there was also a surprising amount of pushback within internet discussions. A lot of “oh, he must’ve been joking,” with a fair amount of implicit “why would you assume a character is queer without it being stated, repeated and then signed in triplicate with infant blood.” Which is a whole bag of annelids regarding queerness as punchline and the defaulting of heterosexuality that we don’t have time to get into today; but suffice it to say, this episode put an extremely satisfying sock into those arguments.

And even better than the fact itself is the execution. The designs of Unity’s hosts (something about those atrocious jumpsuits, I think), not to mention the whole “unified species performance” thing, put me in mind of the famous Star Trek TNG episode “The Outcast.” For those of you who may not know or remember, that was the one where Trek thought maybe kinda they’d like to do a metaphor about homosexuality….only to fumble it completely by making the alien an escapee from an agender race who wanted to present as female, and then casting a cis female in the role so that her ensuing relationship with Riker is basically a vanilla flavored heterosexual one pretending to have something to say (and given the fact that the persecuting aliens have a butch vibe, they might’ve even gone into a wholly different wince-worthy territory. I digress).

The point being that Unity does that sci-fi trope of “the metaphorical queer” one better on every level. Harmon’s mentioned a few times that one of the goals in the writers’ room is to take familiar storytelling devices and then break them, and this is a triumph of that mentality. Because Unity does work as a metaphor: its hivemind nature serves as a comparison and contrast to Rick’s warring need to be alone and to subsume himself in others, and a question of whether the need for community outweighs our often stated preference for individuality. It’s just that the metaphor isn’t an excuse to hide some squeamish expectation that in the wide world of the cosmos every relationship would still somehow manage to fall into a relatively modern form of Western binary heterosexuality. Oh, and as a nice topper on the cake Unity is a really charming character, clearly sketched as sweet-natured and ambitious but lovesick even speaking from all those mouths. I hope we see it again someday.

And – I promise we’re almost done, and then we can move onto the suicide stuff you darling monsters – the extra delightful twist of it is how casual the actual sexual preference part of their relationship comes up. One of the great hand-wringing complaints often levied against the inclusion of queer relationships or individuals in popular media is that it seems “forced,” as though every new introduction would by needs hold the frightened viewer’s hand like some special from the 80s. In response, here are Rick and Unity: Rick’s only gendered request regarding partners has to do with his daddy issues audience, he’s fawned over and appreciated by male and female presenting hosts (and the giraffe, which in the spirit of references I couldn’t help reading as a nod to the Jack Harkness/John Hart conversation about the poodle); and neither Morty nor Summer (of course not, they’re modern teenagers) bring gender up at all when confronting Rick about his relationship. There you go. It’s as simple as a character making a passing comment about someone of the same gender, or referencing a past relationship, and then the adventure story moves on. Can we stop pretending it’s some kind of Herculean feat now, MCU?

Okay. Let me just blotch the still dripping tears from my keyboard, and we can continue.

I kid, of course. The bleakness of those final two minutes defies the catharsis of tears. Starting from the fact that you can see the components of the machine while Jerry is rifling through drawers, meaning that this thing was ready to go at a moment’s notice, and ending with that unspeakably agonizing shot where an entire night and ensuing day goes by without a single soul, not even Morty, coming to check on him. Rick might’ve screwed up his relationship with Unity on his own, but nobody deserves that kind of loneliness.

And the worst of it is that there’s really no support network for Rick at this point in the game: Beth is too afraid that he’ll leave to push him to improve, and too caught up in how she’s idolized him over the years to really pry into what makes him tick; Jerry has a massive inferiority complex over the whole affair, and Rick doesn’t have an ounce of respect for him anyway; Morty is well on his way to becoming a less drunk version of Rick (it was somewhere between horrifying and fascinating to watch the B-plot play out as essentially a season 1 adventure with Summer replacing Morty’s role), and is already starting to pull away from his grandpa; Summer is the closest to understanding what makes Rick tick and is willing to engage with him honestly on it, but she also has arguably the fewest emotional walls of the core cast, and frankly any teenager would get dragged right down into the abyss if they tried to hold up Rick’s decades of issues.

The show’s dabbled in nihilistic sentiment before – the show’s most quoted line, after all, is about how our existence is inherently meaningless – but that blow has always been softened by pushing the relationship between the Sanchez/Smith family to the fore. Pulling that away is potentially a very, very powerful tool, playing on our trust that eventually those interpersonal bonds will eventually come back to the fore. And it’s an issue worth exploring, as Beth and Jerry’s argument calls out the fact that Rick often matters more as a catalyst for other people’s revelations than he does as a human being in his own right. This is a lot of trust to ask from an audience that’s put a lot of emotional investment into this dark little world – I have all my digits crossed that it pays off.

So, how will the preview that seems to be about spontaneously appearing wacky sidekicks throw us all into unplumbed depths of despair next episode?

#tiantalk

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What Is and Isn't a Fish: a List

A list of the animals I discussed in my fish essay, but for those who don't want to scroll through paragraphs of text to find out if an animal is or isn't a fish. Just CTRL+F your way through here!

I'll add onto here more animals whenever I get asked about them being fish. See my fish essay here!

Some notes before you proceed:

Yes, all tetrapods are fish! We are phylogenetically fish, as we are and our ancestors were lobe-finned fish! "Fish" in the phylogenetic sense is a paraphyletic group if you try to exclude tetrapods, so it is frankly impossible.

How come tetrapods aren't listed as fish then? Long answer, read my essay. Short answer, me and other fish accounts tend to operate on the morphological definition of fish, so does most of the world. Here I use the morphological definition of "fish".

Fish:

Jawless fish

Hagfish

Lamprey

Cartilaginous fish

Sharks

Dogfish

Whale shark

Chimaeras/Chimeras/Ghost sharks

Ratfish

Ray

Stingray

Skate

Ray-finned fish

Teleosts

Catfish

Eels

Moray eel

Seahorse

Sea dragon

Lobe-finned fish

Coelacanth

Lungfish

Not Fish:

Crustaceans

Krill

Shrimp

Crab

Crayfish/Crawfish/Crawdad

Lobster

Spiny lobster

Triops

Mantis shrimp

Barnacle

Isopod

Copepod

Shellfish

Mollusks/Molluscs

Gastropods

Sea snail

Sea slug

Snails and slugs in general

Sea angel

Sea hare

Sea bunny

Cephalopods

Octopus

Squid

Cuttlefish

Nautilus

Inkfish

Bivalves

Clam

Mussel

Scallop

Oyster

Chiton

Chelicerates

Horseshoe crab

Sea spider

Water mite

Diving bell spider

Cnidarians

Jellyfish/Sea jelly/Jelly

Coral

Sea anemone/Anemone

Siphonophores

Portugese man o' war

Echinoderms

Sea cucumber

Sea pig

Feather star

Sand dollar

Sea biscuit

Sea cookie

Brittle star/Serpent star

Sea urchin

Starfish/Sea star

Comb jelly

Lancelet

Tunicates

Sea squirt

Salp

Annelids

Bristle worm

Bobbit worm

Spoon worm

Giant tube worm

Bone-eating worm

Sea mouse/Sea mice

Feather duster worm

Christmas tree worm

Leech

Flatworm

Amphibians

Salamander

Amphiuma

Mudpuppy/Mud puppy

Waterdog

Olm

Axolotl

Siren

Frog

Toad

Tadpole

Caecilian

Reptiles

Sea snake

Water snake

Snakes in general

Sea krait

Turtle

Snapping turtle

Softshell turtle

Sea turtle

Terrapin

Marine iguana

Crocodilian

Crocodile

Alligator

Caiman

Gharial

Bird

Penguin

Seagull

Loon

Swan

Mammals

Whale

Orca

Baleen whale

Toothed whale

Dolphin

River dolphin

Porpoise

Narwhal

Beluga whale

Sperm whale

Pinniped

Seal

Sea lion

Leopard seal

Elephant seal

Walrus

Sirenian

Manatee

Sea cow

Dugong

Otter

Sea otter

Beaver

Hippo

Platypus

Muskrat

Water shrew

#fish guide #fish essay #marine biology #fish #fishfact #fish facts #biology #zoology #long post

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ULTRAMagic Interlude: Shadowland Chapter 17

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Sten was in a very good mood, a bit of a rarity in recent times. Not only did one of Dunja’s compatriots join them, but his royal advisor had returned safe and… well, sound was a whole other can of worms. Sten’s former mentor had gone to several universes in the Cosmos proper, looking for help. Two were well off while the other two were on the brink of collapse. He did not have a good time in the latter two. Despite not finding any viable assistance, Sten still wanted to hear about them.

“So let me get this straight, Fyodor: Not only does this one universe have a man arrogant enough to declare himself master of the universe, but his entire empire runs on annelid excrement…”

“An oversimplification, but an accurate one at that.”

This made Sten laugh, his amusement bellowing throughout the great hall. He banged his hand on his arm rest, trying to catch his breath. “HA! The ignorance of certain parts of the Cosmos never ceases to amaze!”

“Father? Are you alright?” Folkvar asked once he entered the throne room. He was followed by his mother.

“Something amusing, no doubt,” She continued.

“Folkvar, Yngvild…” Sten answered, starting to compose himself. “...Fyodor was just telling me of one of his adventures.”

The queen took her seat next to Sten. “Have you heard from the other members of the royal court, Fyodor?”

“Yes, I have, your majesty. They should be returning as we speak. Maxim was a bit roughed up, but he is no worse for wear.”

“Good, because we still got a score to settle in chess,” Folkvar stated. This made his parents chuckle.

“Folkvar, I heard there was some trouble relating to you during my absence…”

The prince groaned, slouching on his throne. “That again… Milosh had some cockamamie scheme surrounding me, but Dunja dropped it pretty quickly and apologized recently, so it’s all good I guess…”

Fyodor noticed that the boy was being vague. It must have been particularly bothersome, so he decided not to press the matter further. He would get the details from Sten later. “Speaking of her, I trust she’ll be here soon?”

A guard came rushing over right as he finished speaking. “Your royal highness? Barna and Dunja have arrived.”

“Good, good,” Sten replied. “Send them in.”

Outside the throne room was the whole group. Barna, Dunja, Claudius, Albrecht, Odo, and Andelin were needed first while Torunn, Aureolus, Weaver, and Gabriella waited to be summoned. Sten wanted to get the business out of the way before anything else. Two stewards took the four to a parlor in the castle while they waited. It was quite cozy, with the expected furniture and a nice fireplace. Torunn took the moment to relax and take off her boots for once.

“You guys don’t mind if I kick back a little?” She had no objections. “Alright then… ah, that’s better. These old boots get the job done, but they aren’t the most comfy.” Her feet were calloused and her toenails were in rough shape. Some scars could also be seen.

Gabriella was taken aback. “My goodness, woman! Do you even know what a pedicure is?”

Torunn laughed while Weaver chuckled. “Of course I do, it's just that I don’t have time for that stuff… though I will admit these calluses are getting annoying.”

A female steward spoke up. “”Miss Craddock? I could speak to Queen Yngvild in regards to her upcoming wellness session. I’m sure she’d love to have you along.”

“Yes, please do” Gabriella cut in. Torunn smiled and shook her head.

Weaver reached over for a biscuit from a tray of light food. “We had bigger things to worry about than our feet back where we came from.”

Aureolus looked at Torunn, then to Weaver. “Speaking of that, Weaver? Why is your skin such a different color?”

“Honestly we’re not sure. I was going to look into it, but then we had to leave…”

“And why was that? The reason for your departure?” Gabriella wondered.

Weaver groaned. “Reasons… various reasons…”

“So I guess you want me to tell them?” Torunn asked.

“Sure, go ahead…”

Gabriella was concerned. “What’s the matter? It’s not traumatic, is it?”

“The only traumatic thing was how much my intelligence was insulted…” Weaver muttered.

Torunn chuckled. “Maybe not as heavy as that word suggests, but it certainly wasn't a great time. I guess I’ll start with our home. It was a bit behind one could say.”

“Behind? How so? Technology? Ideals? Infrastructure?” Gabriella inquired.

“Compared to places like The Market District and The Great Uncity, our world was like Shadowland, with more combustion machinery.”

“Obviously life wasn’t the easiest, but we got by,” Weaver added. “Of course it didn’t help that we had to deal with earth beasts running around everywhere…”

Gabriella had heard of those before. “Oh dear, they wouldn’t happen to be earth spirits now, would they?”

Torunn nodded. “Bingo. Annoying little buggers. So much so that it warranted consistent hunting. Hunters were obviously a dime a dozen. If you needed beasts gone, there were many options at your disposal. Our family was one of them and we were pretty good at it.”

“Well, baring me as I wanted to be a blacksmith…” Weaver looked annoyed.

“Really? Did your parents not allow it?” Aureolus wondered. “Seems like that line of work could use a smith or two.”

“Uncle Howard and Aunt Susan were always indifferent,” Torunn answered. “They weren’t against it, but they also wanted Weaver to be a hunter. His older brother, Faolán, was all for it… but his younger brother? Oh boy…”

“Grimwald…” Weaver subtly growled.

“Weaver? Are you okay?” Gabriella questioned with concern.

Torunn rubbed her temple and sighed. “Grimwald was a bit of a problem child. He was born late to the party, well into Uncle Howard’s prime and had Faolán’s efforts to slack off on. Some say he was spoiled, I say he lacked grit. The issues arose when Weaver started learning to smith. Grimwald picked on him for “being lazy” in his eyes… and yeah, the irony was lost on him.”

Weaver groaned again and got up to pace around. “Arrogant little… he was one of those types that were never wrong and never lifted a finger to help out.”

“Mm-hm” Gabriella noted. “Those that do not know conflict tend to have an inflated ego. Was he ever trained?”

“Yeah, but then he would just sit around and listen to the radio all day.”

Torunn resumed. “For a while I stood up for Weaver. Grimwald was annoying in that he would take subtle jabs at him and had this weird habit of walking out of conversations. And then he’d get loud and ornery when called out. So naturally I’d tell him to get off his arse and go hunt. That’d usually shut him up.”

Gabriella giggled. “My, well played, Torunn. Now you said “for a while.” Did something happen to you or Weaver?”

“I wandered into the Unlight after a chaotic hunt and then fell in with Dunja and Milosh…” The regret was nearly visible on her face.

“Oh dear…”

“That’s not good,” Aureolus commented. “How’d you deal with that, Weaver?”

Weaver sighed and went for another biscuit. “Firstly, things were rocky given the search for Torunn. It was a trying time. Second, I was stupid enough to think Grimwald had finally grown up. We were both adults at that point, so was I wrong to think that?”

“Of course not,” Gabriella replied. “I’d also expect someone to mature upon reaching adulthood. Of course, I have been proven wrong before.”

“Well, given the caliber of man that Milosh is…” Aureolus pointed out. This got some chuckles.

“Exactly, Aureolus,” Weaver agreed. “See, the thing was that Grimwald was subtle, luring me into a false sense of security. And I know he was doing it on purpose. He was a powder keg, just waiting to go off. Honestly I should’ve seen the lit fuse when Faolán turned into a beast…”

Gabriella took a second to process that. “My god, what would even cause such a transformation?”

Weaver leaned against the mantle. “No idea…”

“Not to cut you off, kiddo, but that may have been because of The Beast of Old” Torunn pointed out.

He was surprised. “Wait, really? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Well, Milosh has been running us ragged and lord knows where Faolán is. Plus I’m a little fuzzy on the details…”

“Fair point. Anyways, Grimwald naturally blamed me for everything…” There was a quiet anger in Weaver’s voice. “Apparently it was all my fault because Faolán had to carry me and I was a lazy bastard that needed to be taught a lesson.”

Gabriella was horrified. “How dare he! How… how did you respond?”

“He showed up to my workshop with iron knuckles and a shotgun… only to be greeted by an eight foot tall dog that oozed and radiated lava. Evidently that’s my beast form…”

Aureolus had a realization. “Wait, so you’re like dad?”

“In a way. No clue why I have it, so don’t ask. Ahem, so naturally me and Grimwald rampaged throughout the town, dead set on killing each other. I eventually ended up cornered, but then Torunn just showed up out of nowhere.”

She took that as her que. “Haha, after some time fighting with Sten, I realized that I had forgotten about the boys. I sought out Leif, The Dragon of Old, for help getting back to my universe. Everyone was surprised to see me and were glad I was back… up until I started punching and sending them flying. We then got out of dodge, picked up Faolán, went through the only viable gateway, had Leif destroy it, and then had a pint at The Dashing Ram. The rest is history… aside from a slight hitch.”

“A hitch? That’s not good…” Aureolus quickly realized what was missing. “So um, where’s Faolán?”

“He went missing,” Weaver answered. “He’s here, in The Unlight. No doubt about it. We just don’t know where or when he is… God, I hope he’s alright…”

Seeing how worried Weaver was, Gabriella got up and gave him a hug. “Weaver, I will help you find your brother… assuming something doesn’t come up on my end.”

“Oh, thanks, Gabriella… I mean, you don’t have to…”

“No, I insist. Besides, It’ll give me a good opportunity to explore The Unlight for my home realm.”

“Well there you go!” Torunn complimented.

“And Weaver?”

“Yes, Gabriella?”

She cleared her throat. “Just know that anything that bumbling Grimwald said about you is not true. You are noble, brave, considerate, capable, and a real gentleman. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

Weaver blushed. “Thanks, Gabriella.”

“If you’ll allow me to indulge in an anecdote: I may not have had to deal with someone like Grimwald since I’m an only child, but I did have an awkward time with my education when I was young.”

“You had issues?”

She nodded. “You see, being an angel in the Inferno, a realm of demons, is a bit odd. I had trouble making friends in school, but a demon by the name of Stolas befriended me and would invite me to hang out with his friends.”

“That’s fantastic… Can I meet them sometime? I don’t mean to be pushy, it’s just that you’ve got my curiosity.”

“Of course. I’m sure they’d be pleased to meet you. I was planning to briefly head back home once the cult’s been dealt with. You could come with me then.”

“Fine with me… say, could we do our date then?”

Torunn nearly choked on her drink. “A date?! My favorite cousin’s got a date!”

Weaver gave her a look. “Torunn, we’re all your favorite cousins… barring Grimwald. And yes, I want to go on a date with Gabriella.”

Aureolus did a gesture with his hands, as if trying to put things together. “So you two are a couple then?”

“Um… are we? Gabriella?” Weaver asked.

“I don’t see why not?” Both of them were blushing now.

“Stop the presses! Weaver finally got himself a girlfriend!” Torunn declared. “It’s like I kept telling you: Just go up to a girl and ask her out.”

He sighed. “Okay, fine. You were right…”

“Well of course I’d be, you little goofball” She said as she ruffled his hair. “I just wish someone had been that upfront with me. I’ll admit I'm not the most feminine of women, if you catch my meaning…”

Gabriella put a hand on her hip. “Really? You couldn’t find yourself a man? From what I’ve seen of my timeline, a good chunk of men love tall, strong women. Those who don’t are fools.” She took off her frock coat and rolled up her sleeve. “Weaver, what do you think?” She asked as she flexed. Her arm was nice and toned.

“Not bad, not bad at all. Have you lifted weights before?”

“Most certainly, given the career I choose and the expeditions I’ve been on so far. Torunn, perhaps you need to take the first step in this situation?”

“Huh… you think so?” She wondered.

Aureolus nodded. “Yeah. They probably think you’ll flex on them so hard they’ll get squished! Find a man you like and go hang out with them. Throw some darts, have a drink, maybe do some arm wrestling… and I’m sure you’ll find someone.”

Torunn gave a hearty laugh. “Alright, I’ll keep my eyes peeled then.”

“You can do it, cousin,” Weaver assured. “Also hey, are they done yet? Jeez…”

“Actually, Mr. Craddock, they’ve been done for a while” a stewardess replied. “They’re all waiting for you.”

Gabriella giggled at the folly. “Well let’s not keep them waiting any longer then.”

Next: Chapter 18

#chaotictempleknight #ultramagic alternate #fantasy #sciencefiction #sciencefictionfantasy #literature #fiction #writing #story #writers on tumblr #chapter

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Animal Performance Enhancers Market: Ready To Fly on high Growth Trends

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Chapter 08 – Global Animal Performance Enhancers Market Structure Analysis

Chapter 09 – Global Animal Performance Enhancers Market Competitive Analysis

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