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Autobots and techno organic buddy? The buddy is the daughter of Predaking but the Autobots don’t know until they run into Predaking while Buddy is with them.

In case you don’t know what a techno organic is, it’s essentially a human Cybotronion hybrid.

Its been a hot second since I've touched anything Predaking related. If this is not what you wanted, please let me know. Techno Organic Buddy is always a treat to see every now and then.

Hope you enjoy!

Autobots react to Techno Organic Buddy being the daughter of Predaking

SFW, Platonic, Familial, slight angst, Techno Organic reader

TFP

No one knows where Buddy came from.

One day Buddy just appeared on the Autobots radar and the next became a part of the Team. It was certainly a confusing time explaining to Fowler and the kids what Buddy was.

“So you’re a Cyborg?”--Miko

“Miko!”--Jack

“What? I’m just asking.”—Miko

“Yeah I guess I am kind of a cyborg.”--Buddy

“See!”—Miko

“How did you become a cyborg?”--Raf

“I…I actually don’t know? I just am.”--Buddy

“How do you not know?”--Jack

“I just don’t.”--Buddy

“Do you even remember how this happened?!”--Jack

“Jack, I don’t even remember what I ate this morning. What makes you think I’m going to remember how ‘this’ happened?”--Buddy

“…Good point…”--Jack

“Great… more paperwork…”--Fowler

She had created bonds with the Autobots and the humans. Although her creation was still a mystery to the bots, some did help her explore her Cybertronian side.

Buddy was vague about her family whenever the topic was brought up. It didn’t seem too strange to the bots at first. Not many of them would necessarily talk about friends or if they had any family. But in comparison to the rest of the kids, Buddy rarely even uttered a word to the bots about them.

“It’s getting late shouldn’t you start heading out?”--Bulkhead

“Oh, pops wont mind.”--Buddy

“He wont mind?”—Wheeljack

“Yeah.”--Buddy

“But certainly your father is worried about you.”—Ultra Magnus

“Nah. He’s fine. I’ve been gone for longer.”—Buddy

“How much is longer?”—Wheeljack

“Hmm… what day is today?”—Buddy

The kids thought that Buddy may have a hard home. Which they did raise their concerns to their respected guardians. The logic made sense. Buddy rarely talked about them and always seemed to be around the base more than the kids. Maybe it was because Buddy was a Techno Organic? It could certainly be a cause.

Miko was the one who brought this up to Buddy. After all the two were as thick as thieves, sure Buddy wouldn’t lie to her about this.

“Hey Buddy!”--Miko

“Hey Miko!”--Buddy

“I was telling Raf and Jack over here about some stories about me in Japan. All comparing there to here. You got any stories about your folks?”--Miko

“Like what?”--Buddy

“Well you rarely talk about any of them. Mind telling me the reason?”--Miko

“Well… Its really just been me and Pops. You know I don’t know much about me being, well, me. He’s the strongest guy I know and he works far.”--Buddy

“That’s why you don’t talk too much about him? Is he a deadbeat?”--Miko

“No! No he’s not a deadbeat! He’s not perfect by any means, but he tries his best. The place where we were living in wasn’t the best. He sent me to Jasper for me to live a better life until he can join me.”--Buddy

“Wow…”--Miko

“Yeah…”--Buddy

“Didn’t know we were gonna get Buddy lore dropping now. What other secrets are you hiding under your plating?”--Miko

“Boring stuff. How about we go flying above the base instead?”--Buddy

“Yeah! Race you to the elevator!”--Miko

Somewhere on base…

Bulkhead, Ultra Magnus, and Wheeljack suddenly shuddering.

“What was that?”—Ultra Magnus

“Don’t know, but I don’t like it.”--Wheeljack

“My Miko senses are tingling…”--Bulkhead

“Your what?”--Wheeljack

Miko reported back as soon as she was done with the flying. This at least gave some peace to the bots.

The bots did meet Buddy’s father.

However, it was under less pleasant circumstances.

The Wreckers, Miko, and Buddy were scouting an old energon mine when a fearsome shriek was heard from above. Predaking in all of his glory landed a few feet away from the Wreckers spreading his wings out wide.

Ultra Magnus held his hammer tightly in his servos, Wheeljack whipped out his katanas, Bulkhead had his wrecking ball, Miko in her armor held her fighting stance eagerly ready to fight the dragon.

Buddy, however, stayed hovering behind Magnus.

Before any of them could formulate a plan of attack, Buddy flew past them and headed straight for the large Predacon.

There was yelling and running, they thought Buddy was about to die.

But something much more bizarre happened.

Buddy dove in for a hug!

And Predaking was wrapping his wings around them, as if he were hugging her back, before transforming and setting the Techno Organic on his shoulder.

“What the—”--Wheeljack

“Careful Wrecker, there’s children present.”--Predaking

“Hey!”--Miko

“Pops!”--Buddy

“That’s your Pop’s?!”--Miko

“Yeah?”--Buddy

“How?”--Miko

“Buddy you’re saying this guy, the Predacon is your dad?”--Bulkhead

“The same mech who hunted down Wheeljack and I?”--Magnus

“The same guy who crushed Magnus’s servo into scrap metal?”--Wheeljack

“Sorry about that.”--Predaking

“I think some explaining is necessary Pops…”--Buddy

“Very well.”--Predaking

Predaking was Buddy’s adopted father.

Predaking, while still in root mode, had met Buddy one day as she was transported to the Nemesis via groundbridge. Starscream was supposed to give her to Shockwave immediately, but for some reason, he had simply tossed Buddy at Predaking without thinking twice.

Predaking had pity on the small thing and took her under his wing.

Literally.

After that Buddy and Predaking were never far from each other. Starscream had once tried to teach him a lesson by going after her. The Second in Command was covered helm to toe with scratches and had one less arm that day.

After his transformation, Predaking realized that the Nemesis wasn’t the best place for Buddy right now, especially when he started questioning his loyalties. He sent Buddy away to the small human town below and told her to stay out of the con’s radar.

Well, she stayed off the cons radar, not so much the bots.

Now for the bots…

Everyone is confused. Especially when the story was retold to the others.

But comparing stories… it makes sense.

Buddy’s loyalties were not questioned. She had plenty of times to expose them to the Cons or have Predaking attack them, yet that didn’t happen. Buddy is loyal to the bots while Prdaking isn’t, but he isn’t loyal to the cons either.

Predaking is fine with Buddy being with the bots. He trusts them more than the Cons to keep her safe.

As long as Buddy is okay, its fine.

[xetlynn]

Twilight- Unknown: Chapter Five, Graduates

(Alice x Reader x Jasper)

[four] [five] [six]

I stood beside Jasper and Carlisle watching the news. Jasper's hand was on my side keeping me close to him.

"Police are baffled by the escalating murders and disappearances." The female reporter says to the camera. I leaned in closer to my boyfriend who was extremely concerned with what's going on. I knew why so I tried to comfort him in a subtle way. "Theories range from a vicious new gang to a wildly active serial killer. Reporting live, Dawn Chubai, CNN." She ends the report.

"It's getting worse. We're going to have to do something." Carlisle speaks after turning the tv off, facing the others.

"It takes more than one of our kind to cause the damage they're reporting. Quite a few more. They're undisciplined, conspicuous..." Jasper sighs, gripping me tired. I know he's thinking back to Maria.

"Newborns." Edward says aloud earning my sister's attention. "What, like new vampires?" She questions.

"In their first few months after the change." He says. "That's when we're at our most uncontrollable, vicious, insane with thirst." Jasper explains why it's so worrying. "Something to look forward to." Emmett picks at Bella.

"No one has trained these newborns, but this isn't random." My lover continues. "Someone's creating an army." Carlisle adds in, Jasper nods his head. Emmett smirks at this, getting excited. "Oh, now we're definitely going to Seattle." He says.

"An army of vampires?" Bella asks. "And they've been created to fight someone." Jasper sighs out.

"We're the only clan even close to Seattle." Edward points out to everyone. "Regardless of who they were. If we don't put a stop to them, the Volturi will. I'm surprised they've let it go on this long." Carlisle irritably tells us.

"Maybe they're behind it. In Italy. I read Aro's mind. He wants me and Alice to join him... Our gifts would shore up his power. Even [Name] would be a plus for him." Edward looks at me and I tense up, I feel Jasper try to calm my emotions. Greatly appreciated as I don't want to think about Aro and the rest of the Volturi I know would kill me if they had the chance.

"He knows we'd never choose him as long as our family is alive. An army could solve that for him."

I look over to my older sister who speaks up, "We can't wait two weeks for graduation; you need to change me now-"

"You'd be a liability as a newborn. Unable to control your instincts. An easy target." Jasper disagrees with Bella. "[Name] didn't go through that, though. What if I'm like her since I'm her sister." She points out but then Carlisle steps in and puts a hand on her shoulder.

"[Name] had the hybrid blood in her veins. She progressed so fast we knew she was different after the first three days. We don't know that for sure with you. Plus there's also your father to consider. And your mother. How terrible would it be for them if you suddenly disappeared?" He questions her, she knows she can't argue this, this time. Her shoulders slump in defeat.

"Hey did you eat dinner yet?" Bella asks Charlie, we walk into the kitchen after putting our stuff down at the table where he was reading a flier for a missing boy. "Um... no, I haven't." He answers. I watch Bella look over his shoulder, seeing the flier.

"This kid Riley Biers disappeared over a year ago and his poor parents have been papering Seattle with these things ever since." He expresses in a rough tone.

"You think they should just give up?" Bella looks at him, he glances between the both of us. "I wouldn't If it were either of you two. Not ever." He pulls us into a hug. After a small beat of silence he releases us. Taking a breath to cover up the fact that he was getting emotional over a case.

"So, one large, extra cheese?" He asks us, switching the subject. "And cheese bread. I know [Name]." He says before I even speak. I nod my head dramatically, kissing his cheek before I walk away, yelling a small thank you.

The next few days I've been getting ready for graduation. Actually doing my work.

Everything that happened this year the teachers were super lenient with me thinking I got major surgery.

I'm grateful for it. I know that technically I don't have to be worrying about this. I'm immortal. I'll be able to go to high school again and it will get easier and easier but this was my life at one point.

The only thing I'm sad about is the fact I had to give up my sports. I sigh, leaning back on my bed and closing my eyes after studying this bull crap.

I feel two dips in my bed and I open one eye to see Alice and Jasper looking over my homework.

"Gosh, this stuff is easy." Jasper hums out, putting the book back down. I open both eyes this time to glare at him. "You have years of practice, I don't want to hear it." I fold my arms, he snickers. Alice moves the stuff out of the way and climbs into my arms.

"We could always help you, you know." She offers, forcing me to put my arms around her. Now playing with my hand. Jasper sits on the other side of me. "You could but that feels like cheating." I lay my head on Jasper's shoulder.

"It would be but you'd also pass your tests faster." She sings quietly. I smile down at her, shaking my head.

"Not happening." I kiss the top of her head.

"Bella also told me that you two invited the wolves to the party." I bring up suddenly, she makes a noise I've never heard before and she shoots up from my arms.

"She begged me to do that. It was practically against my will." She rants, clearly upset by the decision she had to make to make my sister and her brother happy.

"I mean are they really that bad? The wolves?" I look at her, sort of looking back to Jasper. I knew he could tell what I was feeling. "What do you mean?" She tilts her head.

"I am a part of them, I can turn into one. I'm just worried that one day I'll change my mind and want to try out my wolf form and then you guys won't be happy with it. Or I don't know, it's childish but leave me I guess." I overly explain, feeling stupid once it comes out of my mouth. I avoid eye contact with Alice now.

Mentally cursing at myself.

"We'd still love you, [Name]. We love that you promised us to not turn but we'd never truly want to hold you back from what you wanted to do with your abilities and self-being." Alice grins at me, almost laughing, probably at how silly and stupid I sounded.

"Exactly, we've made some mistakes in the past with choosing things for you but we know that being a hybrid is something you didn't choose. Even being a vampire wasn't your choice." Jasper chimes in, pulling me into an embrace, forcing me into a lazy kiss. Alice then grabs my face and kisses me as well.

We weren't going to do anything else. My dad was in the other room. That also wasn't the only thing that stopped us. The three of us heard Jacob's truck pull up and one of the doors slam. Edward also pulled up.

We looked at each other. "Stay here." I tell them, rushing out of my room and outside.

"Not here, Edward. Please." Bella pleads with the vampire. "If you ever touch her against her will again." He points in Jacob's face but my sister is blocking him.

My eyebrows furrow hearing this. "Don't do this." Bella begs.

"She's not sure what she wants." Jacob stands straighter.

"Well, let me give you a clue. Wait for her to say the words." Edward holds onto Bella.

"Fine. And she will." Jacob glares at him. "Jacob. Just go, okay?" My sister tells the wolf. I get closer, they obviously don't know I was there, or they did and just didn't care. The two are practically facing off with one another.

The front door opens and Charlie gets down the steps. "Hey, hey, hey, hey... Easy guys. Let's take it down a notch. Alright? What's going on?" My dad questions the scene in front of him.

"I kissed Bella. And she broke her hand... Punching my face." Jacob explains. My eyes widen and I move without even realizing it.

Punching him in the jaw myself. Everyone gasps around me. Jacob actually holds his face as I look at him in disgust.

"The audacity you fucking have is astounding Jacob. " I shove him back to his truck. Not enough to show off a supernatural strength but the anger I feel of him just doing that to Bella without her consent sickens me.

After he leaves I turn back to the house. Bella was hiding her face into Edwards chest who was trying not to laugh. My dad looked shocked.

I sigh, shrugging my shoulders. "Carlisle should check that out, Bella." I point to her, Edward nods in agreement.

"Total misunderstanding, it's just a sprain. Should heal fairly quickly." The doctor of the family tells my sister. "Trying to walk and chew gum at the same time again, Bella?" Emmett teases her since she's so clumsy and practically known for it by everybody now.

"I punched a werewolf in the face." She corrects him. "Bad ass... You're going to be one tough little newborn." He grins.

"Tough enough to take you on." Bella smirks, Emmett goes to laugh but Rosalie slaps down the newspaper she was holding and storms out. Scowling towards Bella.

"Don't worry about it." Emmett shrugs it off.

"Okay, any leads?" Edward questions, switching the attention to something more dire.

"No sign of the intruder. But Victoria continues to make appearances." Jasper says. "But it seems to be only when [Name] isn't with any of us." He adds.

"She's toying with us. Keeping us distracted." Carlisle tells us.

"From Seattle?" Emmett tilts his head. "The intruder or something else." I speak up. "Alice can keep tracking her decisions but we have to track her on the ground." Edward says.

"We're having Alice watch a lot, I think I should take over some." I tell them. Jasper rubs my side as they look at me.

"I mean it has to be a lot for her. She hasn't said anything but Jesus, Aro, Charlie, Bella, and Victoria is a lot of information to cover and watch." I stand up for my girlfriend.

"Taking her energy is better?" Edward asks me. "I don't have to take her energy to take over her power." I cross my arms.

"[Name] your power lasts ten minutes, how would you be able to watch anyone?" Carlisle quizzes, not in a condescending way but genuinely just wanting to know.

I pause, glancing over at Jasper who nods his head for me to continue. "I've been practicing, Jasper has been helping me because I've spoken to him about it. I can do it for days now. And now I can basically copy your power without fully taking it. It's a lot but I can do it." I explain, begging for them to see my point in taking over for Alice.

At least taking over to watch over Charlie and Aro. Edward and Carlisle look at each other. "You need to make sure Alice is okay with it. You're also right, we didn't realize how much we put on her to watch." The father figure of the Cullen's tells me with a weak smile.

I let out a satisfied breath, squeezing onto Jasper without even realizing it.

"What ground have we covered?" Edward changes the subject once again.

"We've already covered the entire southern peninsula down to Quinault." Jasper answers.

"We'll search the northwestern trail." Edward says to Carlisle and Emmett. I didn't even notice that my sister left the room and was talking to Rosalie.

I looked out on the deck. I heard bits of their conversation so I tried to focus elsewhere. Already knowing Rosalie's tragic background I didn't want to eavesdrop on it.

Jasper kisses my jaw, I turn to him and he smiles. His dimple formed causing me to melt. It was one of my favorite features of his. We sat there in silence after everyone had left the living room. It was comfortable, finally having a moment away from all the hectic stuff.

Knowing it wasn't going to last much longer.

"When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up..." Jessica talks to the students of Forks high school, plus the teachers and families that joined.

"Our answers were things like astronaut, president, or in my case, princess." She smiles from her own words. I lean onto my older sister listening to Jessica's speech,

"When we were ten, they asked again and we answered rock star, cowboy or in my case, gold medalist. But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how about this: who the hell knows?!" She giggles as people holler from the audience.

Bella's shoulders were tense, I took her hand in mine when I noticed and she gave me a small smile.

"This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions, it's the time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chilly. Fall in love- a lot.Major in philosophy because there's no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again, because nothing is permanent..." Jessica continues to do her speech, the words hit in ways I know as a human would be special.

Goosebumps would've crawled all over my skin but knowing that in a few decades everyone around me will be gone as I stand here. Never growing old it just doesn't feel the same. Knowing that my sister beside me has the choice to stay human I just wish she would.

But I also know she wants to be with her love. I couldn't stop her from that.

"I'm so proud of you two girls, I can't wait to see what you both do next. You're my biggest accomplishments." He has us on either side, arm wrapped on each daughter.

"Dad, that's not true." Bella disagrees.

"Yeah, it is. And it's.. well you'll see when you have kids." He shrugs it off. I frown knowing that Bella nor I will be giving him grandchildren.

At the Cullen house I stand with Bella. Jasper, Carlisle Emmett and Edward are in a deep conversation about what's going on with Seattle. My sister begins to walk over there but Jessica and Angela swoop in and grab us. Taking us the opposite way.

"You both made it." Angela grins. "Well, I am the girlfriend of the girl who's hosting." I point out, Angela laughs nodding. "Right, sorry."

"Hey. What'd you think of my speech? Too easy-breezy, too self-helpful? You may admit it." Jessica questions mainly to Bella.

"No, you pretty much nailed it." My sister shakes her head. "Yeah? It's like I was born to lead, right?" Jessica grins, proud of herself.

"Oh, great. I love this song, let's go." Angela pulls us to the dance floor where Eric and Mike join us. They do a stupid robot dance battle as the girls laugh.

I just stay beside Angela, both of us jumping and doing basic moves. I noticed Bella leave when Jacob came into the house. I didn't have to look because his smell is so distinct.

I think Angela saw I was a little distracted so she grabbed my hands and had us face each other. Forcing me to follow her lead.

The lighting was a little darker now and it was as if all I could see was her. "You're a good dancer!" She says over the music.

"I'm barely trying, you're keeping me going!" I laugh. I quickly fixed the wife beater I was wearing.

Alice dressed me in a dressy suit earlier and the jacket was too tight since she got it fitted before I turned into a hybrid. I still wore the dress pants though.

"Nonsense! I feel like you're leading me!" She huffs out, I saw her eyes trail to my arms and I snicker to myself, reminding me of Alice.

"You give me too much credit." I shake my head, starting to feel sweat drip down my forehead.

Going into the next song, Jessica joins in causing Mike and Eric to do the same. Angela sticks beside me though. That was until I got dragged away abruptly.

"Oh!- I'll be back!" I say once I realize that it's Alice. "She might not." My girlfriend disagrees. I furrow my eyebrows now worried that something happened.

We go by the staircase, Jasper already standing there. "What's going on? Everything okay?" I worriedly asked. Jasper was laughing but Alice looked a little angry?

"Babe?" I look down at her, she now had her arms crossed in front of her. "Am I missing something? Did I do something?" I question, confused by why she would be mad. Jasper went to speak up but Alice groaned.

"Your little friend was all over you, [Name]. God how could you not see that?" She asks me in an irritated tone. I tilt my head. "I mean we were just dancing..." I fail to agree with her.

"Are you that oblivious?" She scrunches her face in disbelief. "Why are you jealous, my love?" I ask her, pulling her into my arms.

"I'm not jealous, she was just eyeing something that's mine." Alice avoids eye contact with me as I hold her hips. "Mhm, I didn't know I was property." I chuckle lowly.

I see Alice look over on the dance floor then grab my face and kiss me. It surprised me but I kissed her back. When she let me go I looked over to where she was and Angela quickly looked away.

I shake my head laughing. "I've never seen you jealous before." I try to calm my laughter. Jasper doing the same thing.

The only thing that did was when Alice grew frozen and was having  vision. I held onto her. I heard Bella behind me just as Alice came out of it.

"Alice, what did you see?" My sister asks.

"Okay, something is going on. Tell me." Jacob says. Bella got in between Alice and I. I stand beside Jasper.

Watching Jacob intently. I haven't seen him since I punched him in the jaw, something that already healed.

"I need to talk to Jasper and [Name]." She quietly says but then Jacob puts an arm against the wall, blocking her from getting to us.

"Why don't you talk to me?" The wolf angrily asks.

Both Jasper and I get in front of him.

"I suggest you remove your arm. Before I do." Jasper says, we glare at him. He makes the smart decision and backs away from our girlfriend.

"The decision's been made." Alice speaks.

"What's going on? You're not going to Seattle?" Bella quizzes.

"No, they're coming here." Alice looks up to Jasper and I.

Our faces drop.

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On the night before Bella starts at Forks High, Rosalie joins Emmett and Edward for a midnight hunt in the Olympics. An excerpt from this 2003 chapter, Edward POV.

Wait up,” Rosalie called out behind us. A moment later, a red sequined blur caught up to Emmett and tackled him with a violent kiss.

“You’re an icon of forward fashion, Rose,” I said, gesturing toward her slinky cocktail dress and the dirty, beat-up sneakers she used for hunting. She shoved me good-naturedly and we picked up to her top speed to run in silence up into the mountains.

Rosalie and I were enjoying a much-needed reprieve when it came to our… sibling rivalry, as Carlisle and Esme called it. To all appearances, we argued and traded insults just as much as before, but the tenor of our bickering was gentler these days. It might have something to do with the fact that I had managed to score a near-impossible-to-find part for the Phantom just in time for a recent car show. Or it might be because something about coming back to the Pacific Northwest had made Rosalie uncharacteristically happy in general, but whatever the cause, it was a relief. I didn’t think I could handle our usual antagonism right now.

“Can’t blame Jasper for putting it off,” Emmett grumbled. “The hunting here sucks.”

“He should have come anyway,” Rosalie said, lowering herself carefully—she didn’t really want to ruin the dress, at least not yet—to check out whatever scent she had picked up on a young pine. “I don’t want to move. Besides, we have plenty of hunting options within a few hours’ drive.” She leaned in for a closer sniff. Weasel. Ugh.

Emmett let out a long sigh, thinking about grizzlies and how long it might be before they’d be waking up for the year. “Remember how good the hunting was here on the peninsula last time?”

“Those were the days,” I agreed sullenly, tramping along behind him.

The worst thing about hunting in the Olympics these days was that there was the occasional mountain lion, but we weren’t allowed to touch them. The population was too uncertain. Long gone were the days of Roosevelt’s elk hunting moratorium and the robust population of apex predators it had produced. And now there were reports that the peninsula was becoming more of an island. The rising water made it virtually impossible for mountain lions to cross back and forth between here and the mainland. The population was becoming less genetically diverse, and the unnatural boundary in their hunting ranges might already be creating an artificial limit in population.

We picked through the forest for a couple of hours, slowly winding our way into higher altitudes. I was hoping for a bobcat or two, Rosalie wanted a coyote, and Emmett had this fool idea that he was going to find a black bear that had woken up early.

“You never know,” he insisted. His theatrical snarl looked comically eerie in the moonlight.

“Only Emmett,” I said, rolling my eyes and listening for Rosalie’s accompanying tease. But she had gone quiet. When we tried to ask her what was up, she held up her hand for silence. A moment later, she was rewarded with a distant howl.

“Coyote,” she announced. “Mine,” she added in a rush, cutting off Emmett’s hopes of a scrap.

“If there’s a second one, then we fight,” he said. Rosalie agreed graciously. “You in?” Emmett asked me.

“You’ve got to be kidding,” I scoffed. Wrestling with Rosalie and Emmett was not my idea of a good time. Rosalie had a tendency to claw at my eyes if I hurt Emmett in the slightest, and you never knew when the whole thing was going to slip into an X-rated playfight anyway. No thanks.

Emmett and I weren’t having any luck on the bobcat or black bear fronts, so we tagged along as Rosalie stalked her prey. She’d never chosen a favorite like the rest of us; it had taken her a long time to even be able to talk about hunting without a tone of self-conscious disgust. She’d come a long way in accepting that drinking blood was a necessary part of life, even if she still treated it like a necessary ablution. Still, she had her cravings now and then like any other vampire. I was glad she’d found what she wanted tonight. It was always a marvel to see her drop that obsessively practiced human façade and scrounge in the dirt like the rest of us.

“Oh, there’s definitely two,” Emmett growled happily as we got closer. Rosalie shushed him. The first coyote was just up ahead on the next hillside, stalking a midnight snack of its own. Rosalie dropped down onto all fours so she could stay hidden as long as possible.

She had braided her hair when we started, but between the run and our meandering trek through the underbrush, it had mostly come undone in a wild mess. All her focus was on the coyote now; she didn’t even notice the new tear down the left side of her dress or the quiet plink of the sequins she was shedding along the way. She crept forward with wide eyes and a rumbling growl building up in her chest. When the coyote froze and glanced back our way, she paused and held her position for a good two minutes without breathing.

Earth angel, earth angel, Emmett sang to himself as he watched her.

The coyote finally relaxed and got back to its meal. Rosalie inched forward again and again until she was only ten feet away. She wasn’t one for wrestling her prey—she didn’t see the point—but she liked to indulge in a good chase now and then. Especially if Emmett was watching.

All at once she leapt forward, giving herself over to the hunt completely with a deep, guttural cry of anticipation. The coyote scrambled in the moldy leaves for half a second, unsure whether or not to grab its meal first, then bolted. Rosalie streaked after it and Emmett streaked after her.

I left them to it.

[ask-gimmiventures]

“Lupin,” Pixel turned to address the Riolu, “You be under the training and watch of guild officer Jasper and until you have formed a team you will be joining others on their missions as extra help.”

“Of course, Thank you for this opportunity,” Lupin nodded his head excitingly, “I won’t let you down! I’ll prove to you all what a great hero I’ll be!”

“Yes, yes,” Pixel said in a bored tone, “you can report to them now. Second door on the left.” As Lupin raced away Pixel looked at Crow. “We didn’t have time to create a badge for a Pokémon of your size. Until then you will have to use the normal sized one.”

“Just tell me to my face you didn’t think I was getting in why dontcha,” Crow rolled his eyes as he placed the badge on his tail, “I can carry it fine.”

“As Lupin is working with Jasper you will be training under officer Specter. I’m sure you are already aware that your guild work as of the moment will mainly consist of scout work.” Pixel’s bored look hardened into a glare as he looked down at Crow, “Do not forget that you have given this chance because the princess desired it. Do not ruin it.”

Silence between the two stretched as they glared at each other until Pixel turned away. “You are dismissed. Specter will find you when she is ready as she is currently on a mission. Until then familiarize yourself with the building.”

[pro-ai-tools]

Artificial Intelligence Tools for Boosting Productivity

AI productivity tools

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3. Virtual Meeting Assistants

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4. AI for Data Analysis

For professionals working with data, tools like Tableau AI and MonkeyLearn analyze complex datasets, identify trends, and provide insights faster than traditional methods. These tools help you make informed decisions without spending hours crunching numbers.

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Start integrating AI into your daily routine and experience a significant boost in productivity. The future is here—embrace it!

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[digitaldetoxworld]

Your Guide to Choosing the Right AI Tools for Small Business Growth

 In state-of-the-art speedy-paced international, synthetic intelligence (AI) has come to be a game-changer for businesses of all sizes, mainly small corporations that need to stay aggressive. AI tools are now not constrained to big establishments; less costly and available answers now empower small groups to improve efficiency, decorate patron experience, and boost revenue.

Best AI tools for improving small business customer experience

Here’s a detailed review of the top 10 AI tools that are ideal for small organizations:

1. ChatGPT by using OpenAI

Category: Customer Support & Content Creation

Why It’s Useful:

ChatGPT is an AI-powered conversational assistant designed to help with customer service, content creation, and more. Small companies can use it to generate product descriptions, blog posts, or respond to purchaser inquiries correctly.

Key Features:

24/7 customer service via AI chatbots.

Easy integration into web sites and apps.

Cost-powerful answers for growing enticing content material.

Use Case: A small e-trade commercial enterprise makes use of ChatGPT to handle FAQs and automate patron queries, decreasing the workload on human personnel.

2. Jasper AI

Category: Content Marketing

Why It’s Useful:

Jasper AI specializes in generating first rate marketing content. It’s ideal for creating blogs, social media posts, advert reproduction, and extra, tailored to your emblem’s voice.

Key Features:

AI-powered writing assistance with customizable tones.

Templates for emails, advertisements, and blogs.

Plagiarism detection and search engine optimization optimization.

Use Case: A small enterprise owner uses Jasper AI to create search engine optimization-pleasant blog content material, enhancing their website's visibility and traffic.

Three. HubSpot CRM

Category: Customer Relationship Management

Why It’s Useful:

HubSpot CRM makes use of AI to streamline purchaser relationship control, making it less difficult to music leads, control income pipelines, and improve consumer retention.

Key Features:

Automated lead scoring and observe-ups.

AI insights for customized purchaser interactions.

Seamless integration with advertising gear.

Use Case: A startup leverages HubSpot CRM to automate email follow-ups, increasing conversion costs without hiring extra staff.

Four. Hootsuite Insights Powered by means of Brandwatch

Category: Social Media Management

Why It’s Useful:

Hootsuite integrates AI-powered social media insights to help small businesses tune tendencies, manipulate engagement, and optimize their social media method.

Key Features:

Real-time social listening and analytics.

AI suggestions for content timing and hashtags.

Competitor evaluation for a competitive aspect.

Use Case: A nearby café uses Hootsuite to agenda posts, tune customer feedback on social media, and analyze trending content material ideas.

Five. QuickBooks Online with AI Integration

Category: Accounting & Finance

Why It’s Useful:

QuickBooks Online automates bookkeeping responsibilities, rate monitoring, and economic reporting using AI, saving small agencies time and reducing mistakes.

Key Features:

Automated categorization of costs.

AI-driven economic insights and forecasting.

Invoice generation and price reminders.

Use Case: A freelance photo designer uses QuickBooks to simplify tax practise and hold tune of assignment-primarily based earnings.

6. Canva Magic Studio

Category: Graphic Design

Why It’s Useful:

Canva Magic Studio is an AI-more advantageous design tool that empowers non-designers to create stunning visuals for marketing, social media, and presentations.

Key Features:

AI-assisted layout guidelines.

One-click background elimination and resizing.

Access to templates, inventory pictures, and videos.

Use Case: A small bakery makes use of Canva Magic Studio to create pleasing Instagram posts and promotional flyers.

7. Grammarly Business

Category: Writing Assistance

Why It’s Useful:

Grammarly Business guarantees that each one written communications, from emails to reviews, are expert and blunders-unfastened. Its AI improves clarity, tone, and engagement.

Key Features:

AI-powered grammar, spelling, and style corrections.

Customizable tone adjustments for branding.

Team collaboration gear.

Use Case: A advertising company makes use of Grammarly Business to make sure consumer proposals and content material are polished and compelling.

Eight. Zapier with AI Automation

Category: Workflow Automation

Why It’s Useful:

Zapier connects apps and automates workflows without coding. It makes use of AI to signify smart integrations, saving time on repetitive tasks.

Key Features:

Automates responsibilities throughout 5,000+ apps.

AI-pushed recommendations for green workflows.

No coding required for setup.

Use Case: A small IT consulting corporation makes use of Zapier to routinely create tasks in their assignment management device every time a brand new lead is captured.

9. Surfer SEO

Category: Search Engine Optimization

Why It’s Useful:

Surfer SEO uses AI to assist small businesses improve their internet site’s seek engine scores thru content material optimization and keyword strategies.

Key Features:

AI-pushed content audit and optimization.

Keyword studies and clustering.

Competitive evaluation equipment.

Use Case: An on-line store uses Surfer search engine marketing to optimize product descriptions and blog posts, increasing organic site visitors.

10. Loom

Category: Video Communication

Why It’s Useful:

Loom lets in small groups to create video messages quick, which are beneficial for group collaboration, client updates, and customer service.

Key Features:

Screen recording with AI-powered editing.

Analytics for viewer engagement.

Cloud garage and smooth sharing hyperlinks.

Use Case: A digital advertising consultant makes use of Loom to offer video tutorials for customers, improving expertise and lowering in-man or woman conferences.

Why Small Businesses Should Embrace AI Tools

Cost Savings: AI automates repetitive duties, reducing the need for extra group of workers.

Efficiency: These equipment streamline operations, saving time and increasing productiveness.

Scalability: AI permits small organizations to manipulate boom with out full-size infrastructure changes.

Improved Customer Experience: From personalized tips to 24/7 help, AI gear help small groups deliver superior customer service.

[stillheresanctuary]

Since it has been a while, how has all the residents been doing?

Thank you for asking! That's actually a very good question especially after such a long time. Let me see where we all left off...

Want me to do roll call?

Oh! That would be lovely, thank you Key! Right, while he's gathering everyone, I believe it would be best to start with a couple general updates:

As of last posting, five Residents were unable to relate or did not have names beyond their general typing; Our multi-return Brassberry, the murder survivor Lumen, the hoarded Blue Naga, and the Wolf Duo. I'm pleased to announce that all of them now have names! While their tags haven't been updated yet, I am happy to related that our Brassberry has finally chosen to be called Locke (KeyLargo was ridiculously pleased about the choice, I think it's supposed to be a pun), the Lumen survivor managed to tell us that his name is Cream, the battered Blue Naga decided he liked the nickname Nile, and of the two SkeleWolves, the now-identified RuffFluff chose to call himself and his ShyFluff companion Skoll and Hati after the Norse legend. The ShyFluff hasn't quite gotten over being named after the wolf who chases the sun, but he seems to like it well enough and the RuffFluff genuinely seems to enjoy those legends.

Halim would also like to report that he has gotten quite a lot of help in performing the research needed to develop prosthetics for some of our more injured residents, and both Jasper and Spike have been fitted with suitable prosthetics to compensate for their lost appendages. While there's still a lot of research to be done, we did get ahold of a few monster scientists and have been renting time at the local MakerSpace to utilize their resin and filament 3D printers. Jasper is on the sixth iteration of his prosthetic arm, while Spike is on the third iteration of his replacement hand. I'm hoping with these advancements, we'll eventually be able to create other assistive devices for disabled and injured bitties, like our own Pepper the Papython with his stunted tail. He's currently working with a prototype wheelchair and has been having great fun smacking into everyone's ankles.

There is also some bittersweet news in regards to Chase the Twister and Whisper the Meek. Unfortunately, Chase Fell Down after almost a year in our care, and Dusted after about three weeks in the coma-like state. After speaking extensively with the therapist he was visiting on a weekly basis as well as a few specialists in the near area, his endurance of a full year with a broken bond is entirely unprecedented, and it's thought that the cause of his Falling Down was related to the permanent drop in his HP after the incident. Halim tells me that Chase very likely caught an illness at some point and refused to tell anyone about it until it was too late to help, and he passed gently in his sleep. We spread his Dust over the bay window seat he ended up enjoying most during his stay. Whisper, on the other hand, has become a part of the Crew. After a long time searching for his original owner, he finally decided that it was no longer worth the heartache, and instead focused on making his stay at the Sanctuary the best he could possibly make it. While he still defaults to Circular Gallifreyan as his first written language, he has become quite fluent in English as well as American Sign Language and has been helping Code with the construction of a speech pad small enough for Bitty Bones to use. He's also taken it upon himself to learn how to identify panic responses and the long email chains he has with Chase's former therapist tell me that he is looking into seeing if he can learn psychology to help out around the Center.

Ey, Key said ya wanted some help with updates?

Hiya, Ed. Yeah, we've been offline for quite a while, figured a whole house update would be good.

Told 'em about Chase?

...Yeah.

Mmm. Good. Get to Mama's Litter yet?

Nuh-uh. You wanna give the run down?

Eh, sure.

A'ight, so, Mama's Litter. S'what we call the group that needs special focused attention basically 24/7, an' Mama's basically hard wired for that kinda care. She's got Princess helpin' t'take care of Purr, little guy's got some kinda allergy t'the resins we been tryin' for prosthetics so he's got arm crutches for now. Teddy took to 'er really well, seen 'im braidin' stuff in 'er fur. He's doin' well on that lotus tea, too, hasn't had any heat flare ups since we got the right dosage figured.

Ah, who else... Oh, yeah.

Skoll an' Hati, the wolf duo, they've been doin' well with Mama keepin' 'em in line. Think she considers 'em -like- older kits, she doesn't fuss over them as much as Sunny an' the littles.

Lessee... You talk about the Support Classes?

It was a mistake to introduce you to Team Fortress 2.

Sure, sure. Doesn't make it less accurate.

What Ed means is our specialists working in the background and helping keep the Center running. Halim is our head medic, and he's recently got a scholarship to take further classes at the local community college. He's teaching Van some of the more advanced stuff, and there's a bi-monthly First Aid refresher for everyone on the Crew.

Bahadur is our resident chef, and he actually did a 9 month course on nutritional science at the local trade school. Al and Jasper both help him out from time to time, but he enjoys making meals for everyone and likes to ensure that every bite is full of love and good intentions.

Speaking of Jasper, I forgot to mention that Saffron and Coils, his original housemates? They're expecting a clutch soon! It was a bit of surprise for everyone, most of us at the Center kind of forgot that bonded mates -well- mate, and I was not aware of bitty prophylactics until far too late in the game. Saffron is carrying the clutch, which hasn't helped his paranoia, but Coils has really come into his own now that his tail is fully healed and has taken it upon himself to build a proper home for them and their coming babybones. Well, 'build'. He talked to Sharptooth, who talked to Ed, who talked to Al, who talked to Whisper, who has open access to my laptop for his psychology lessons... About two weeks after finding out about the clutch, I got a massive package under my name delivered from a local carpenter who thought he was making a giant guinea pig hutch. It's an excellent house, don't get me wrong, but there's a reason I removed all my card information from my computer and Whisper got grounded for three days.

Honest to the Angel, I swear I did not know the kid was gonna do that.

I don't blame you, Ed, you're not omniscient. This stuff happens sometimes.

Anyway, I think that's most of the big developments.

Cream and Spike have gotten really close, Pocket and Bobbin are still touch averse to wildly different degrees, Moon has been having a BLAST getting up to mischief with Code and Sharptooth, Nile woke up and became a total motormouth... Oh! Grassy is learning to read and write in Braille, since most of his vision never returned, and the Meeratale Trio had their baby and are currently riding high on the fact their abusive previous owner won't be getting out of prison for another 18 months and can never come near them again. Jerkoff got blacklisted from every bitty associated agency across four states and still has to pay child support. It's incredible.

I think that's everyone...?

Heh, you're still missin' two, darl.

I am-? Oh! Vela and Cu!

Vela has recovered almost entirely from his broken state when he was originally brought in, he needs to wear a brace where his leg got a small infection and didn't heal correctly, but he's getting around just fine and has started up a sci-fi debate club of sorts.

Cu Chullain, I am extremely proud to announce, has started going to school! On the internet. Because he's still got some pretty severe separation anxiety. He's literally napping in the collar of my sweater right now. But-! He's learned a lot of English and while he's still mostly non-verbal, he can read and write and actually provided some useful testimony that helped the state take down three more bitty fighting rings apparently all being run under the same shell corporation.

Pretty cool he recognized the head guy on TV that one time.

Oh yeah, that gave me a hell of a spook when he launched down the back of my shirt though. Took us -what- twenty minutes to get him to calm down?

At least that, yeah.

In any case, I'm pretty sure that's the whole roster! If anyone has any more in depth questions or anything, please feel free to drop a line in the askbox. Buh-bye!

See ya.

[boroughshq]

EVENT 001: SNOWSTORM CHARACTER SHUFFLE.

In preparation for our first event, under the cut you'll find a list of the shuffled character pairings for the upcoming snowstorm, along with further details about the event. As a reminder, the event will officially begin February 1st.

SHUFFLE PAIRINGS:

Marlon Mathis..............August Russo

Ryan Caddel................Claire Xiao

Javed Kashif................Alexander Warren

Onyx Harper.................Hercule Boisseau

Enzo Chavez.................Kian Zhang

Bijan Mousavi...............Oliver Metcalfe

Anavieve De Leon.........Deryn Adler

Riaz Mian.......................Fiona Burton

Athena Aston.................Anabelle Burton

Jasper Tomkins.............Johanna Paredes

Robin Morgan................Colson Kim

Gideon Chowdhury........Alina Ayutthaya-Harper

Kaan Demirci..................Neva Björk

Cerrus Balfour.................Anthony Ramos

Daniel Sutton..................Pauly Parker

Maccaulay Blake............Skyler Cameron

Josette Allen Lynn..........Honey Lavere

Merryn Hurley.................Riva Simone

Juliana Torres.................Benjamin Loverson

Violet Hú.........................Sherri Lowe

EVENT TIMELINE

IC Timeline: Canonically, the snowstorm will suddenly pass through New York on Tuesday, February 1st.

OOC Timeline: Members will have from February 1st through February 8th to post their initial starters around the snowstorm. After 2/8, no new starters can be posted, but writers are free to continue their event thread until it's conclusion. An announcement will be made on both days when the event has started and ended.

EVENT DETAILS

Now that the pairings are announced, members are encouraged to reach out to the mun of their paired partner to plan out what will occur between the characters. Members are free to take liberties with the snowstorm backdrop to create whatever situational atmosphere they'd like - they can be as comedic, lowkey, absurd, mundane, adrenaline-seeking, or subtle as you'd like! If you're interested in more concrete details prior to the weather report on Tuesday, the 2014 Gulf Coast Winter Storm serves as a reference point!

Pairing Threads:

The primary reason behind the event is to encourage character interaction between characters who may not have engaged with each other before. As such, character threads are highly encouraged between the assigned pairing. Members can choose if they'd prefer to have their threads set during the action of the snowstorm (ex. thread of two character chatting while stuck in an ATM vestibule together until the power comes back on) or after the snowstorm (ex. first thread are characters running into each other two days after being stuck together in the ATM vestibule during the snowstorm).

Threads have no set length, neither in writing nor in IC time. The encounter between characters can be as brief as twenty minutes or as long as an overnighter, while threads can be full on multi-paras or simple gif conversations.

Additional Threads:

Members are also free to take advantage of the setting to engage in other snowstorm related threads during this time period, and are not limited to only engaging with their assigned partner. Other plotted threads and open starters are welcome! (ex. after being freed from the ATM vestibule, your character briefly seeks warmth at a nearby grocery store with other patrons, where an open starter may be set - or they return home to their roommate for a closed starter!)

Additionally, members are free to continue non-event threads!

Please be sure to tag all event threads as bhqevent001 for differentiation purposes.

Happy plotting everyone! An official post will be made once the event has begun on 2/1. If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to send them to the main!

[chirp-a-chirp]

Court of Darkness: Valet Headcanons

Jasper is the only valet who can make quality Avari red coffee. He has given classes to those that want to learn how to brew it, but his methods are so exacting that no one has finished one of Jasper’s training sessions (except MC in Jasper’s/Guy’s route)

It is because of Jasper’s strict teaching style that Knight decided to learn how to brew tea from Roy

Ironically though, when Jasper has been in a rare position to watch/teach children, he’s exceptionally patient

Toa absolutely respects Knight’s need for privacy. However, Toa asks that Knight keep his bedroom door cracked slightly at night (if Knight is in a relationship with MC, this practice stops). The reason for Toa’s request is so that he can hear for signs of Knight having nightmares about his past (ie, sheets tossing wildly, panicked moaning).

On nights Toa can tell Knight is having nightmares, he quietly uses Ancient Magic to remove the dream/memory from Knight’s mind. Toa then finds ways to subtly lighten Knight’s workload the next day so Knight can recover from his Ancient Magic use.

Invidia is known for diplomacy, charm, and easy acceptance of most people. The royal family, however, have a zero tolerance policy towards mundane discrimination. Roy and Sherry are protective of Grayson and view him like an older brother. Whenever the Invidian siblings hear of an act of malice/discrimination happening to Grayson, they report it to their parents. The people who enacted the discrimination are then quietly blacklisted from trading agreements with Invidia.

Guy has suggested to Roy that this zero tolerance policy may be why Invidia is not in an alliance with the other S:Rank kingdoms. Roy refuses to budge on this issue—Invidia will join the alliance another way.

If MC is in a relationship with Roy or Grayson, she too reports acts of mundane discrimination to the royal family.

More than once, Violet has gone to a bar to met up with a date, only to discover said date has ALSO invited Fenn to join as well. Fenn takes this in stride…Violet does not.

When this has happened, Fenn stays with Violet and the two end up closing the bar together, laughing and drunkenly singing back to the Academy.

One time, Violet was stood up by a date, but it wasn’t the date’s fault. Jasper, in his Sirius disguise, purposefully gave the wrong directions so the date would get lost and Violet would storm out of the bar. Jasper then went to the bar to collect information on Irithium.

No one knows Jay’s true age, even Lou.

Tino got so despondent over Lynt’s lack of desire to eat that he created a contest with King Liam’s support. The person/group that found a food that Lynt loved and would eat the most would be granted a single wish from Lynt and King Liam.

Rio and Thoma worked with the foundling house Thoma came from to create a cookbook featuring numerous hearty but easily digestible breads and stews, with vegetable broth and Voleri wheat being prominent ingredients. This cookbook won the contest and Tino breathed a sigh of relief as he had 10 recipes he KNOWS Lynt enjoys.

As their prize, the foundling house was given money to make necessary repairs such as fixing their roof. King Liam of Akedia then worked with King Aiden of Voleri to find the orphans at the foundling house families in Akedia.

[x-mencomics]

The Uncanny X-Men #200 - The Trial of Magneto, Part One of Two

Paris, France.

Magneto's trial is set to begin. Sir James Jaspers from the UK is the prosecuting attorney; Charles Xavier and a woman named Gabrielle Haller, Israel's Ambassador to the UK (first seen back in #161), are representing Magneto.

Suddenly, elsewhere in Paris, there is a blinding white light and the X-Men (including the de-powered Storm) and New Mutants appear out of thin air in a big park. A few seconds ago, they were in Asgard (as explained in X-Men Annual #9), but Loki has transported them to be near Charles Xavier. A crowd gathers in the park and they are shocked by the sudden appearance of the X-teams. Rachel, now going by Jean Grey's former codename of Phoenix, creates a telepathic diversion, blocking the crowd's perception of the mutants. The mutants go to find Charles Xavier.

In Poland, a military base is attacked by a red blast, VERY similar to Cyclops's blasts. But I believe this must be some kind of trick. There's a huge explosion and then we see a note that says:

Free Magneto.

- X-Men

No way they'd be stupid enough to leave such obvious evidence that they attached a military base. Right?

Back in Paris, at the Ritz Hotel, Charles Xavier hears a report about the attack in Poland and basically has a panic attack - he has chest pains and can't breathe. Scott knocks on Xavier's door, and Xavier hurries to use his psychic powers to stop his panic attack. He realizes his life will end soon. Scott tells Xavier that the X-Men will stay in Paris with him and that the New Mutants have gone to Moira's house in Scotland. Xavier discusses the attack in Poland, and the attempted framing of the X-Men (just like I suspected!), and he says the X-Men must find the true culprits of the attack.

In Holzruhe, West Germany - ANOTHER military base explodes, and another message appears. It's the same message. "Free Magneto." And again, signed, SUPPOSEDLY, by the X-Men.

The trial of Magneto continues. The prosecution discusses Magneto's previous crimes; the defense discusses how Magneto was essentially killed once, making the case that he has already paid for his past crimes. The judge agrees with only holding post-Resurrection charges against Magneto, and the trial continues.

The X-Men have predicted where the terrorists framing them may strike next - a hospital - and they go there to intervene. Colossus wonders why they would attack a hospital, and Nightcrawler guesses that it's to give the X-Men and mutants in general the worst possible headlines. Sure enough, there's a huge explosion from inside the hospital, and then a tank and some armored troops show up to fight the X-Men. Nightcrawler teleports in and out of the hospital, bringing patients to safety. Colossus literally rips the tank into pieces. Suddenly a red blast, similar to Cyclops's optic one, hits Colossus and he's down. Rogue flies Rachel and Cyclops closer to the hospital, but something hits them mid-air, and Rachel (aka Phoenix) telekinetically slows their fall and they land safely on the ground.

The French police show up and start shooting at the X-Men! Luckily, the X-Men have a telekinetic member of the team, and she rips the guns out of the police's hands.

The X-Men realize there's nothing for them to do at the hospital, except further hurt their reputation. They run away and Cyclops blasts the third "Free Magneto" message on the way out.

[saturdaynightghostclub]

Highway Hypnosis

Chapter 7: Meadow Report

I miss gossip. I miss rushing home from the library at the drop of a hat because Nora, my roommate, had “major dirt” on a classmate that couldn’t wait until I was done studying. Those text messages (or, better yet, phone calls)—the “Come home right now” followed by the “You won’t believe what I heard in the diner today”—summoned me quicker than any house fire ever could. It’s horrible, but it doesn’t feel that way when it’s happening. It feels like an accomplishment, like you’re receiving high-priority intelligence. Young people are wasted in retail and food service; we could really be put to use as spies, I think. It’s an inherent sneakiness that’s kind of thrilling, an unspoken code of conduct that we adhere to without being told: information is to be exchanged only in person, unless it’s an objective and irrefutable fact, in which case you may send it in a text message (but why would you, when it’s so much fun to see the look on your friends’ faces when you spill all the latest drama?). “Tell no one” means “Tell everyone, just don’t let them trace it back to me,” and “You can’t know this” means “No really, tell no one.” I want to exercise my knowledge of this code, to be once again on the receiving end of “You won’t believe this,” but it appears that the only good source of gossip around here is me.

I’ve just about given up on my dreams of scandalous water cooler conversation—having three friends, two of them men, will do that to a girl—when it becomes clear that, unbeknownst to me, I have created the biggest scandal in Evergreen since the death of my uncle. It runs in the family, I guess. The scandal in question? It pertains to Jasper Stevens, because lately I’m nothing without his lanky shadow following me around.

“Tell me everything,” Janie says immediately after clocking in, practically skidding around the corner with a crate of whole coffee beans in tow. She knows something I don’t.

I raise an eyebrow, nearly letting Joshy’s coffee cup overflow as I refill it from the pitcher. “Everything about what?”

Janie rolls her eyes. “Don’t be like that, Andie!”

I turn to Joshy, who’s sitting at the bar. “Do you know what she’s talking about?”

He nods, amused. “Moss,” he offers, though I can tell by his sage manner that I won’t be getting any more information from him.

“Oh, Jasper? What about him?”

Janie’s exaggerated groan tells me that she’s at least as starved for good gossip as I am, but I’m no less lost for it. She sets her crate down on the bar before turning to me and, in a voice like a kindergarten teacher’s, says: “Moss was in here the other day. You two left together. Tell me everything.”

“Moss never hangs out in town,” Joshy adds helpfully, “he’s like a cryptid.”

I nod. I think I get it now. And really, who am I to deny a fellow woman the joy of being entirely too invested in someone else’s business? It’s one of life’s purest joys. I assume the position: the one everyone knows, that invites others into your confidence. Elbows on the counter, leaning forward—come closer, I’ll tell you a secret. Janie follows suit, standing beside me with her ear trained toward me. Even Joshy leans in, eager to hear what I have to say. “Well,” I begin, “we’ve been spending a lot of time together lately.”

“I knew it,” Janie hisses, slapping the counter.

“At first it was just coincidental, you know? But he started coming over once a week to change out his books and then—I don’t know, we’ve been hanging out. Am I crazy?”

Janie says “No” at the same time that Joshy says “Yes,” and I groan in protest. The couple stares at each other for a few moments, engaged in a silent stalemate. Without breaking eye contact, Joshy raises his hand. “Joshua,” I acknowledge.

“I just want to make sure you know what you’re doing,” he says, turning his gaze on me, “this is a really small town, Andie. You need to be completely sure before you make a move. Really weigh those pros and cons.”

“Oh my god, is that what you did before we started dating? You made a pros and cons list?” Janie says, whacking Joshy’s arm. “You know what?” She asks, as he dodges another blow, “Don’t answer that, I don’t want to know.”

I put my head down on my arms and take a deep breath before coming back up. “Janie?”

“I think you have to go for it,” she says, “partly because I’m curious—I mean, being in a relationship with Moss, what would that even look like?—but mostly because I want you to be happy, and I think he could be the person to make that happen.”

“You think?”

“I think. Moss isn’t one of those guys you just casually hang out with, you know? He’s an acquired taste. You must get each other though,” she says thoughtfully, “anyway, you lured him into a public cafe, so that’s got to count for something.”

“What do you guys even talk about?” Joshy pipes up, “I mean, I love the guy, but he’s not a real conversationalist, you know what I mean?”

This gives me pause. What do we talk about? We talk about everything, so entirely that it feels like nothing. Like water flowing over rocks, or silk sliding across your skin. It’s unimpeded, uninterrupted even in our moments of silence. One long, continuous conversation. “Everything,” I say, “honestly, if I didn’t know he had a reputation I’d just think he was a run-of-the-mill introvert.”

“So weird,” Janie murmurs, “I mean, you know we all love him, he’s family. But like, the type of family who writes you a letter every five years from a different country, you know?”

“Yeah,” I sigh absently. I want to tell them about that night at the cabin, where he clasped my head to his chest and let his warm cologne breathe life back into my body. I want to tell them about the river, where his hand on my knee sealed my fate as his devoted acolyte. Hell, I want to tell them about how he exchanged War and Peace, unfinished, for The Hobbit because it’s summer and he “should be having fun.” But something about those stories feels too personal to share, like they’re just for us. Eyes on us would ruin the illusion, if that’s all it is.

“For what it’s worth,” Joshy says, “I haven’t seen him so…I don’t know, outgoing? Not for a good couple of years, at least.”

Janie nods, looking like she’s deep in thought. “Yeah. Yeah, come to think of it, he has been more talkative. He gave me a recipe for risotto the other day because he noticed I was buying rice.”

Risotto. Would you look at that. I rake a hand through my hair, wrenching my gaze from my companions as the front window is suddenly assaulted by a barrage of gigantic rain drops. Jesus, it’s like the sky’s got something to prove. I lament a moment for my sundress, which is sure to become a liability on my walk home assuming the storm doesn’t let up in the next ten minutes.

“You wanna head out?” Janie asks, seeing straight through me. “Go ahead, it’ll be dead until the rain stops.”

“Mmkay,” I reply, untying my apron, “call me if you need me.” It’s a formality. She won’t call.

The walk home is, as expected, a balmy torrent of rain that weighs on my dress and clings to my skin. I reflexively fold my arms around my body, but give up consciously after reminding myself that there’s no point. The rain is so all-encompassing it may as well be the air itself I’m passing through, soaking me to the bone. I’m inclined to shiver despite its slimy warmth, and I pick up the pace as I approach the cabin (the cabin which is still a The, caught in the limbo between a His and a My).

Speak of the Devil and he shall appear. Soaked and saturated, on your front porch steps. Jasper Stevens rises to stand as I approach, unfolding his limbs and stretching like a cat. He passes through the downpour without so much as a blink.

“What are you doing here?” I call, jogging to meet him so we don’t have to yell above the rain. He’s got this look, like he’s faced some kind of ancient evil and accepted his fate.

“Last time it rained like this you had a panic attack,” he says. The rain’s numbed me to everything but his fingertips against the line of my cheekbone. He’s searching me for god knows what—labored breathing, signs of fatigue, I don’t know. It’s mortifying, and I would shrink from him if it didn’t mean he’d stop touching me.

“That wasn’t a panic attack, and it wasn’t because of the rain,” I say casually, taking a small step into his personal space. Janie’s words are circling me like vultures. She’s the devil on my shoulder, convincing me from afar that this man is the solution to my past, present, and future problems. As if sensing my line of thought, he freezes. His breath hitches in his throat for half a second before he continues as if nothing happened. “Why are you really here?”

“Andie…” he says softly, his voice melodic. Sweet and low, like dark brandy.

“Jasper,” I reply. Kiss me, damn it. I can’t be the first one to fold, I’m not the space alien here. Eyes. Lips. Eyes. Kiss me, Jasper Stevens.

I don’t notice the glide of his fingers across my skin until his thumb is brushing my lower lip. “I can’t…” he trails off. I’m about to roll my eyes or finish his sentence or both when he picks it back up: “I can’t be casual about this. If we do this, I mean.”

“What makes you think I want to be casual with you?” I ask. One of us is the Earth right now, pulling the other one in by some invisible gravitational force. I can’t tell if it’s me or him. What makes this man think that I, all of four inches from his face, want anything but his entire self? Here, moments from changing the very fabric of our relationship, I am more certain than ever that I want to immerse myself in him fully. I want us to change each other, I want to change us, I want us to remain exactly as we are. He looks entirely overwhelmed, and I want him to know that it’s really so simple. All he has to do is lean in, and it’ll all be crystal clear.

Jasper’s lips are soft, slightly parted as they brush across mine. A plea for entry, an experimental knock before turning the key he’s always held. I slide a hand over the back of his neck, fingers carding through his hair where the rain has curled it away from his skin. My other hand tangles with his somewhere to my right before eventually settling on his chest. His breath catches again, as if I’ve somehow caught him off-guard, and then he’s pulled me in by the waist and he’s kissing me—really—and it’s all I can do not to collapse into him. I can only hope that his thoughts are as blissfully simple as mine are in this moment: this is right this is right this is right.

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A New Year's Resolution in Action: Donating to the Canadian Red Cross for Alberta Wildfires Shaina Tranquilino August 2, 2024

As we step into the month of August, I find myself reflecting on one of my New Year’s resolutions that has become a deeply fulfilling part of my year: dedicating each month to supporting a different organization that resonates with me. This personal commitment not only allows me to contribute to causes I care about but also helps me stay connected to the pressing issues our world faces.

For the month of August, I have chosen to direct my support to the Canadian Red Cross, particularly to aid their efforts in combating the devastating Alberta Wildfires. The choice to support the Red Cross was influenced by the recent news reports and stories of those affected by the wildfires. The sheer scale of the disaster and the human impact it has created a strong urge within me to lend a helping hand.

Why the Canadian Red Cross?

The Canadian Red Cross is renowned for its swift and effective response in times of crisis. With its extensive network and resources, the organization has been on the front lines, providing essential services to those displaced and affected by the Alberta Wildfires. Their work includes emergency relief, evacuation support, and long-term recovery assistance. By donating, I am not only contributing to immediate relief efforts but also supporting the broader recovery and rebuilding initiatives that will help communities get back on their feet.

The Impact of Your Donation

Even a small contribution can make a significant difference in disaster relief efforts. The Canadian Red Cross utilizes donations to supply basic necessities such as food, water, and shelter, as well as to fund critical services like mental health support and community rebuilding. Knowing that my donation will help provide these vital resources is incredibly motivating and reinforces the value of my resolution.

How You Can Get Involved

If this cause speaks to you as it did to me, there are several ways you can contribute:

Make a Donation: Visit the Canadian Red Cross website to make a financial contribution. Every dollar helps in the fight against the wildfires and supports those in need.

Volunteer: Consider offering your time and skills to support local relief efforts. Volunteers play a crucial role in disaster response and recovery.

Spread the Word: Share information about the Alberta Wildfires and the Canadian Red Cross on social media to raise awareness and encourage others to contribute.

Stay Informed: Keep up with the latest updates on the situation and the Red Cross’s efforts to better understand the ongoing needs and how you can help.

My journey of donating to a different organization each month has been a rewarding experience, offering a sense of purpose and connection to various causes. August’s focus on supporting the Canadian Red Cross and their critical work in response to the Alberta Wildfires is a reminder of the power of collective action and compassion. By coming together to support those in need, we can make a tangible impact and help build a stronger, more resilient community.

As the wildfires continue to affect countless lives, I encourage you to join me in supporting this vital cause. Together, we can contribute to the relief and recovery efforts that will make a meaningful difference in the lives of those affected.

Here's to making a positive impact, one month at a time. https://www.canadahelps.org/en/crisis-relief-center/jasper-alberta-wildfire-relief-crc/?utm_source=landingpage&utm_medium=CHcrc&utm_campaign=homepagerotator

Part 2: What to Do When You're in the Midst of a Forest Fire: Essential Safety Tips Shaina Tranquilino August 2, 2024

Forest fires can be sudden and terrifying, posing severe risks to anyone in their path. Whether you're a hiker, camper, or resident in a fire-prone area, understanding how to respond in the midst of a forest fire is crucial for your safety. Here’s a comprehensive guide on what to do if you find yourself caught in the midst of a forest fire.

1. Stay Informed

Monitor Alerts and Updates: If you’re in an area prone to wildfires, always stay informed about local fire conditions. Use a battery-powered radio, smartphone, or other reliable sources to receive updates from emergency services. Understanding the fire’s location and direction will help you make informed decisions.

Know Your Escape Routes: Before heading into a forested area, familiarize yourself with potential evacuation routes and safe zones. This preparation can save precious time during an emergency.

2. Find a Safe Location

Seek Shelter: If you are near a fire, your primary goal is to find a safe location away from the flames and smoke. Ideally, move towards a cleared area or an open field where the fire is less likely to spread. Avoid dense forests or areas with heavy vegetation, as these will fuel the fire.

Avoid Areas with Flammable Materials: Stay away from areas with a lot of dry brush, logs, or dead trees. Fires can spread rapidly in such environments.

3. Protect Yourself from Smoke and Heat

Cover Your Mouth and Nose: Use a cloth, mask, or piece of clothing to cover your mouth and nose to reduce inhalation of smoke and harmful particles. If you have a specialized smoke mask, use it.

Stay Low: Smoke rises, so staying close to the ground can help you breathe cleaner air. Crouch or lie down if necessary, and keep your head low.

Protect Your Skin: Wear long sleeves and pants to protect your skin from heat and embers. If you have access to a fire-resistant blanket or clothing, use it to shield yourself from intense heat.

4. Manage Your Escape

Move Perpendicularly to the Fire: If you need to move, travel perpendicular to the direction of the fire’s spread. Moving directly away from the fire might not always be the safest option, as fires can change direction rapidly.

Stay Calm and Assess the Situation: Avoid panicking. Take a moment to assess your surroundings, plan your route, and proceed with caution. Ensure you are not walking into areas that may lead to further danger.

Avoid Using Vehicles: If you’re driving and become trapped, stay in your vehicle. It can offer some protection from heat and flying embers. Keep windows rolled up and use the air conditioning on recirculate mode if possible.

5. Signal for Help

Use Visual and Audible Signals: If you are in distress and need rescue, use a whistle, flare, or mirror to signal for help. If you have a smartphone with a signal, call emergency services and provide them with your exact location.

Stay Visible: Make yourself as visible as possible to rescuers by staying in open areas where you can be easily spotted. Avoid hiding in dense vegetation.

6. After the Fire

Check for Updates: Once you are safe, continue to monitor updates from authorities regarding the fire’s status and any potential hazards in your area.

Be Cautious of Hazardous Conditions: After the fire has passed, be wary of hazards such as smoldering embers, falling trees, and weakened structures. Avoid returning to your home or campsite until it has been declared safe by authorities.

Seek Medical Attention: If you experience symptoms of smoke inhalation or burns, seek medical attention immediately. Even minor injuries can become serious if left untreated.

Being prepared and knowing how to act in the event of a forest fire can significantly increase your chances of staying safe. By staying informed, protecting yourself from smoke and heat, and managing your escape effectively, you can navigate this dangerous situation with greater confidence. Always prioritize your safety and follow the guidance of emergency services to ensure a safe outcome in the face of such a challenging crisis.

Remember, preparation is key. By understanding these steps and being ready to act, you can better protect yourself and others in the event of a forest fire.

[roman-catholic-mass-readings]

20th November >> Mass Readings (USA)

Wednesday, Thirty Third Week in Ordinary Time 

(Liturgical Colour: Green. Year: B(II))

First Reading Revelation 4:1-11 Holy is the Lord God almighty, who was, and who is, and who is to come.

I, John, had a vision of an open door to heaven, and I heard the trumpetlike voice that had spoken to me before, saying, “Come up here and I will show you what must happen afterwards.” At once I was caught up in spirit. A throne was there in heaven, and on the throne sat one whose appearance sparkled like jasper and carnelian. Around the throne was a halo as brilliant as an emerald. Surrounding the throne I saw twenty-four other thrones on which twenty-four elders sat, dressed in white garments and with gold crowns on their heads. From the throne came flashes of lightning, rumblings, and peals of thunder. Seven flaming torches burned in front of the throne, which are the seven spirits of God. In front of the throne was something that resembled a sea of glass like crystal. In the center and around the throne, there were four living creatures covered with eyes in front and in back. The first creature resembled a lion, the second was like a calf, the third had a face like that of a man, and the fourth looked like an eagle in flight. The four living creatures, each of them with six wings, were covered with eyes inside and out. Day and night they do not stop exclaiming: “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God almighty, who was, and who is, and who is to come.” Whenever the living creatures give glory and honor and thanks to the one who sits on the throne, who lives forever and ever, the twenty-four elders fall down before the one who sits on the throne and worship him, who lives forever and ever. They throw down their crowns before the throne, exclaiming:

“Worthy are you, Lord our God, to receive glory and honor and power, for you created all things; because of your will they came to be and were created.”

The Word of the Lord

R/ Thanks be to God.

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 150:1b-2, 3-4, 5-6

R/ Holy, holy, holy Lord, mighty God!

Praise the LORD in his sanctuary, praise him in the firmament of his strength. Praise him for his mighty deeds, praise him for his sovereign majesty.

R/ Holy, holy, holy Lord, mighty God!

Praise him with the blast of the trumpet, praise him with lyre and harp, Praise him with timbrel and dance, praise him with strings and pipe.

R/ Holy, holy, holy Lord, mighty God!

Praise him with sounding cymbals, praise him with clanging cymbals. Let everything that has breath praise the LORD! Alleluia.

R/ Holy, holy, holy Lord, mighty God!

Gospel Acclamation cf. John 15:16

Alleluia, alleluia. I chose you from the world, to go and bear fruit that will last, says the Lord. Alleluia, alleluia.

Gospel Luke 19:11-28 Why did you not put my money in a bank?

While people were listening to Jesus speak, he proceeded to tell a parable because he was near Jerusalem and they thought that the Kingdom of God would appear there immediately. So he said, “A nobleman went off to a distant country to obtain the kingship for himself and then to return. He called ten of his servants and gave them ten gold coins and told them, ‘Engage in trade with these until I return.’ His fellow citizens, however, despised him and sent a delegation after him to announce, ‘We do not want this man to be our king.’ But when he returned after obtaining the kingship, he had the servants called, to whom he had given the money, to learn what they had gained by trading. The first came forward and said, ‘Sir, your gold coin has earned ten additional ones.’ He replied, ‘Well done, good servant! You have been faithful in this very small matter; take charge of ten cities.’ Then the second came and reported, ‘Your gold coin, sir, has earned five more.’ And to this servant too he said, ‘You, take charge of five cities.’ Then the other servant came and said, ‘Sir, here is your gold coin; I kept it stored away in a handkerchief, for I was afraid of you, because you are a demanding man; you take up what you did not lay down and you harvest what you did not plant.’ He said to him, ‘With your own words I shall condemn you, you wicked servant. You knew I was a demanding man, taking up what I did not lay down and harvesting what I did not plant; why did you not put my money in a bank? Then on my return I would have collected it with interest.’ And to those standing by he said, ‘Take the gold coin from him and give it to the servant who has ten.’ But they said to him, ‘Sir, he has ten gold coins.’ He replied, ‘I tell you, to everyone who has, more will be given, but from the one who has not, even what he has will be taken away. Now as for those enemies of mine who did not want me as their king, bring them here and slay them before me.’” After he had said this, he proceeded on his journey up to Jerusalem.

The Gospel of the Lord

R/ Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ.

[braveclementine]

What Do you Mean the Wedding is Still Going On?

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Twilight characters or locations. I do own Davina Mikelson and Marcel. I also own the backstory for my OC. I do not condone any copying of this.

Davina P.O.V.

I sat in the living room the next day with Carlisle, Jasper, and Emmett, watching the news. They're were reporting about Seattle at the moment.

A blond news reporter stood on the TV, police car lights on behind her in a dark intersection on a block off street. "Seattle is in a state of terror. Police are baffled by the escalating murders and disappearances. Theories range from a vicious new gang to a wildly active serial killer. Reporting live-"

Carlisle turned the TV off as Edward and Bella came into the room, wrapping an arm around my shoulder where I sat between him and Jasper. "It's getting worse. We're going to have to do something."

Emmett was slowly punching his fist into his hand where he sat on the back of the couch instead of actually sitting on it properly.

"Emmett, sit on the furniture right." I muttered under my breath. Emmett didn't listen to me, shooting me a cocky grin instead.

I hadn't told them about Uncle Josh or Dad or whatever I was supposed to call him. I mean, I told them he had died, I just didn't say Victoria was the one who killed him.

Not that Marcel knew who Victoria was. He had just said there was red hair at the scene that they couldn't match to anyone so I was almost certain it was Victoria. I couldn't really think of anyone else.

The only thing I couldn't figure out was why. Surely she couldn't know what Uncle Josh and Marcel had provided me with, could she?

"It takes more than one of our kind to cause the damage they're reporting." Jasper said, still staring at the blank TV as he said this. "Quite a few more. And they're undisciplined, conspicuous."

"It's newborns." Edward said.

Carlisle looked up and Bella looked between everyone and then asked, "What, like new vampires?"

"In the first few months after the change." Edward explained.

"That's when we're at our most uncontrollable. Vicious. Insane with thirst." Jasper said. Carlisle tightened his arm around me.

"Something to look forward to." Emmett said. I scoffed.

"No one's trained these newborns, but this isn't random." Jasper said.

"Someone's creating an army." Carlisle said softly.

"Well now we're definitely going to Seattle." Emmett said, getting up off the couch excitedly.

"Like what?" I asked angrily. "Today? Absolutely not."

"An army of vampires?" Bella asked skeptically.

"And they've been created to fight someone." Jasper explained.

"Oh wow, let me guess. Hmm, us." I muttered sarcastically under my breath. "Lucky us."

Edward glared at me while Emmett grinned.

"Mom's right. We're the only clan even close to Seattle." Edward said.

"Regardless of why they were made," Carlisle interjected, "if we don't put a stop to them, the Volturi will. I'm surprised they let it go on this long."

"Maybe they're behind it." Edward and I said at the same time.

Edward continued, "In Italy, I read Aro's mind. He wants me, Alice, and Davina to join him but he knows we'll never choose him as long as our family's still alive."

"An army could solve that for him." Jasper said while Carlisle's arm grew even tighter around me still.

I was going to have to enact my plan. And I was going to have to enact it soon.

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I sat on the kitchen counter, snickering as Carlisle wrapped up Bella's hand. "It's just a sprain. It should heal fairly quickly."

I was observing Carlisle. He was wearing a lovely navy blue sweater with a white collar shirt underneath.

Jasper and Emmett walked in and I noticed the contrasting difference between them in their fancy clothes, and Edward in a sweatshirt. Emmett was wearing a gray vest over a gray shirt, with black dress pants. Jasper was wearing the same thing as Carlisle, just in different colours.

"Trying to walk and chew gum at the same time again Bella?" Emmett asked, coming to sit next to me on the counter, pulling me into a side hug.

"I punched a werewolf in the face." Bella said with a slight scoff.

I snickered again.

"Badass. You're gonna be one tough little newborn." Emmett said.

"Tough enough to take you on." Bella jested. I laughed, pushing on Emmett's shoulder but the jokes weren't good for Rosalie who tossed the newspaper aside, walking out the door.

"Don't worry about it." Was all Emmett said.

There was some awkward silence before Edward asked, "Got any new leads?"

"No sign of the intruder. But Victoria continues to make appearances." Jasper said.

I wrapped my arms around Carlisle's neck as he leaned his back against the counter.

Bella left the house to leave the five of us to discussion.

"What about the wolves Mom?" Edward asked.

"If they've found anything they haven't confided it in me. But the last thing Sam said was they didn't have anything." I murmured.

"Mom!" Alice said, running in.

"Yeah?" I asked, unconcerned, kissing the top of Carlisle's head.

"Come on. You need to try on your wedding dress!" Alice said, darting up to me to grab my arm.

"I'm sorry?" I asked, confused, "What now?"

"You're wedding is literally in two days!" Alice scoffed.

"Wait, that's still happening?" I asked, completely taken away.

Alice glared at me, "Why wouldn't it?"

"I- I don't- Seattle- new born vampires- Victoria- Pff- I-"

Alice literally scooped me off the kitchen counter and started pulling me after her.

"Jasper!" I called behind me.

"Sorry Mama." Jasper called back with laughter in his voice.

Upon entering Alice's room, I found Esme waiting for me as well, along with the dress.

"Oh." I whispered, seeing the dress. "Oh, Alice."

"I know." Alice beamed. "It's a little later than the 1640's, closer to the 1700's, but it's close to the style that was done in Carlisle's time. Do you like it?"

"I love it." I whispered, looking at the beautiful wedding dress in front of me.

It was white with long sleeves and a jeweled bodice that was decorated to look like a corset. There were ruffles along the shoulders and the v shape. It was a low V-shape and wouldn't reveal much, but it was also set lower along the shoulders. It came with a pearl necklace that was so small, it was almost like a choker, but I think that was what Alice was going for. There were silver flowers and also white roses on the outside of the dress with was a very fine, see through skirt. The other layers were white silk.

(Or I found a new dress)

"There will be a train and a veil as well." Alice said giddily.

"Will he like it?" I breathed out.

"He'll love it." Esme assured me.

"Come on! Get dressed! Get dressed!" Alice was pretty much squealing with delight. I quickly undressed, and with Alice and Esme's help, dressed in the wedding dress.

"It fits you perfectly." Esme said.

"I look kind've pale." I muttered.

"Don't worry." Alice said. "Makeup will fix that and if you spend all of tomorrow down at La Push, you'll get a little bit of a tan."

I took her word for it. Maybe I'd get Leah to come sunbathing with me or Seth to go surfing.

"So, um, tell me about the wedding arrangements so I'm not taken by surprise." I said quietly.

"Alright, so," Alice said in delight. "All your bridesmaids will be wearing sky blue."

"I have bridesmaids? As in. . . plural?" I questioned.

"Yep! Me, Rosalie, Emily, and Leah." Alice said happily.

I raised my eyebrows. "Leah said yes to being my bridesmaid? Alongside vampires?"

"Yep." Alice said. "Also, Sam is going to be walking you down the aisle."

I smiled at that. Good old Sam.

"But you will have to pick your maid of honor." Alice said with a shrug.

"How am I supposed to choose?" I asked, confused.

"Well, it can't be a bridesmaid." Alice pointed out. "So that should narrow your options down."

"Esme?" I questioned, "Would you like to be my maid of honor?"

Esme smiled, venom swelling up in her eyes with happiness. "I would love that."

I smiled as Alice helped me out of the wedding dress. "What about the cake?"

Alice snorted, "Vanilla with vanilla icing. Don't worry, I would never forget that."

"It's not going to be over the top, is it?" I questioned carefully.

"Oh no! There's only five layers." Alice replied.

"FIVE!" I asked.

"Well, the wolves love to eat." Alice pointed out.

I paused, "Actually, that's a good point."

"Don't worry, there'll be a lot of food." Alice said. "And Emmett is making sure that there'll be blood too. Since it's us and part of the Denali clan, animal blood will be mixed in with our wine. Meaning that it's mostly blood."

I nodded, "Well at least everyone's going to be happy."

I sighed. I was feeling more and more nervous with every passing moment.

"Don't be nervous." Alice said. "It'll be great. You two absolutely love each other."

"I know." I said, taking in a shuddering breath. "Does Marcel have a part to play in all of this? Or is he not coming anymore?"

"He is. He would've walked you down the aisle but I told him about Sam and about your Uncle Joshua/ Dad relationship thing." Alice said. "I hope you don't mind. Anyways, he thinks it's fair that Sam walks you instead. All the other guests are Quiluete, Courtney and her family from the hospital, Charlie of course, and then I invited Angela and Eric because I know you like them."

I smiled, "You did good Alice."

I checked the clock, "I ought to go."

"Alright, you'll be coming back here, right?" Alice asked.

"Maybe." I said slowly, not wanting to make promises. "We'll see. I'll call though, if I'm not so Carlisle doesn't worry."

"Alright." Both Alice and Esme hugged and kissed my cheek.

Once I was in my SUV though, all the other emotions left me. I drove to Seattle.

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I hunkered down in the back of my car, connecting my laptop to the WIFI of one of the nearby buildings.

I was parked in an alleyway, the car lights off and locked. It wouldn't stop much, but it was enough. I had my gun, stake, and lighter beside me.

I wasn't stupid. I wasn't going to attempt killing anything. But I had to be in Seattle for this plan to work.

I carefully attached the drone to my laptop, setting up a recording process. I had crossed off sections of Seattle with a red marker. I knew exactly where I needed the drone to go.

Marcel and Uncle Josh- for lack of anything better to call him- had given me the army codes to Seattle. These were codes to the high tech security cameras that the army had planted. They had these in every city, in every nook and cranny because. . . well the Government liked to keep tabs on people.

But I wasn't look for people.

I put on a pair of headphones, getting ready with the controller if need be. I scrolled through the laptop, working methodically until I saw a blur on the camera. I paused, clicking the screen into rotation and watched.

In the frame, there was a blue car that upside down, several people were on the screen. There was on, standing with the car door above his hand and I watched- and recorded- as he slammed it into the ground.

Two of the people dropped another, who fell lifeless to the floor. I quickly turned up the audio as the man started to speak, "Something's coming."

His voice was smooth. I quickly upgraded the camera quality with an amplifier. I recognized his face, he was on all the missing posters in Seattle. Charlie was working on his case. Riley something.

"Something bigger than any of us alone. And if you can't control yourselves, we're all going to die." He finished the lovely sentence. He shook his head, looking at the damage they had caused and said, "What's done is done, just clean up after yourselves." He waved a hand at the fire that was set behind the car and the human bodies in the alleyway. I shuddered.

He moved out of the frame and I quickly clicked to the next frame, to see if I could track him. Instead, I was met with another site.

It was a side view of the bridge, revealing that there were four, cloak wearing vampires standing there. I recognized all of them and froze, afraid all of a sudden they would realize I was watching them. Felix and Demetri were on the outsides with Alec and Jane on the inside. They were staring down at the mess the vampires were making.

I quickly clicked over to the camera closer to them, double checking to make sure that the laptop was still recording. I wanted to be able to hear them.

"They've already drawn too much attention." Demetri spoke first. I loved Demetri. Not like Carlisle of course, nothing like Carlisle. But if I could have a favorite in the Volturi clan- Demetri was it. I almost considered him an ally.

"So has our inaction." Felix said and he was right. It was making the Cullens suspicious. "Others may begin to question the Volturi's effectiveness."

"Let them." Jane said and my eyes widened. I turned up the volume to make sure I was hearing this properly.

Felix turned his back, walking away from them and said, "Maybe we should consult with Aro."

Jane turned to face him and Felix suddenly fell to his knees, his back arched in pain.

"Aro's decisions are being watched." Jane said.

SO THEY KNEW!

She let go of Felix and he fell flat on his face.

"We must decide." Jane said.

My heart was beating in my chest, my body shaking.

Alec stepped forward, placing a hand on Jane's shoulder, "Then decided sister. It's time."

"Yes it is." Jane said. Her voice was to girly and light for a monster. Her and Alec turned back to overlook the destruction while Felix got to his feet. "Either we let them do what they were created for, or we end them."

She made it sound like she was deciding what she should have for breakfast tomorrow morning.

"Decisions, decisions."

I was literally holding my breath. If she decided not to end them, then we would have to end them. And it meant that the Volturi- at least Jane and Alec- were willing to let the Cullens be destroyed.

And then, they were gone. I gasped and then quickly changed frame rates and I found them, leaving the city. I shuddered. They were going to let the vampires live. This- this was not good at all.

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I was dressed, once again, in my wedding dress. Except this time, Rosalie was in the room too. Rosalie was working on making the curls that Carlisle favored over every other hair style. Esme was helping wherever she could while Alice did my makeup.

My heart was beating out of my chest. They all thought it was nerves for the wedding. But I was terrified about the Volturi's decision. I remembered Edwards' words very clearly. Aro wanted me, Edward, and Alice by his side. If Rose, Em, Esme, Jas, and Carlisle were dead, we might go. Well. . . they would. I would not. I knew I could not live without Carlisle.

If Carlisle were to die before I was a vampire, I would move to La Push. Becoming active in the werewolves. I had thought once I might go to Volterra, become one of them, maybe even be with Demetri should fate allow it. But this. . . this wasn't Carlisle deciding he didn't want to be with me. No, this was Jane deciding my family should be ended.

I would never be allies with someone like that. For me to become one of the Volturi, Jane would have to die.

Alec too.

And Aro would never kill them.

"Davina, breathe." Alice said and I popped my eyes open, remembering where I was. "It's not that big of a deal."

"Right. No. Of course." I muttered.

Alice pursed her lips and said to Esme, "Leah and Emily are here."

Esme nodded and she was gone. I had told Leah and Emily that Esme would help them. Emily was quite fine with this, though Leah was far more reluctant. But I told Leah she would be Less annoyed with Esme working on her than if Alice or Rose worked with her and she reluctantly agreed.

The Denali clan was not here yet- and they would also show up straight to the church. Marcel on the other hand, was already here, chatting with Carlisle and the others downstairs. He hadn't met Rose or Esme yet- probably wouldn't until we got to the church.

Jacob, Paul, and Jared had laughed their asses off about me marrying a vampire in a church. Snickering about holy water and crosses. I had glared at them silently until they had become very quiet.

Once Alice started working on my eye makeup, I closed my eyes, slipping back to thinking about my short time in Seattle and working the cameras. I had downloaded the file several times, backing it up on different devices, sending it to several different emails, and downloading it onto six different flash drives. I had given one to Sam, telling him to keep it safe. I had also given one to Billy, telling him to keep it safe. Carlisle had one and I had hidden the other three. I had also told Sam, Billy, and Carlisle not to look at them unless I said so, saying they were useless for now.

I kept my thoughts controlled around Edward so that even he didn't know what I knew.

I wasn't entirely sure why I was keeping this a secret. Maybe because Carlisle believed in the Volturi so much and their laws. I didn't want to crush his faith.

Everything came back to Carlisle.

I wanted to know who Riley was working for. If it wasn't the Volturi. . . was it Victoria?

"Okay." Rose whispered, "The men left for the church. And Sam is here."

I stood up, slipping on the white, cream coloured heels that Rose had let me borrow. The dress was new. Esme had gifted me an old pair of pearl earrings that she never wore and thought I would enjoy. Not to mention, it would match my pearl choker and they were also something old.

I just needed something blue.

Sam was waiting for me at the foot of the stairs, along with Leah and Emily, both wearing dresses of sky blue. Alice had made sure that each girl got a dress that made her look absolutely stunning and though I was the girl of the day, Sam was having a hard time keeping his eyes off of Emily.

[Leah: Bottom. #5. Emily: Top #3. Rosalie Top #5. Alice bottom #2]

"You look beautiful." Sam said, kissing my cheek. He looked absolutely wonderful in his black suit. He was wearing a light blue tie to match the dresses and I was going to guess Alice had forced him into wearing it.

I smiled, kissing his cheek back. "Thank you Sammy."

"Davina." Marcel's voice came. He was in his military uniform and I smiled.

"Hey." I whispered. Alice was fixing the veil slightly.

"This is for you. Something blue. You can keep it." Marcel chuckled, holding out a pin.

"Your Combat Infantry badge." I whispered, taking the badge and handing it to Alice. She fixed it in with my hair, near the crown with the veil. "Thank you."

"It's not mine." Marcel said softly. "It was your fathers."

I felt the lump in my throat grow and Alice growled, "If you make her cry I will rip your head off."

Marcel chuckled. He had that infectious laugh so I laughed too. Alice sighed, "Time to get to the church before you start crying."

I rolled my eyes at Sam.

Once we were at the church, I found myself even more nervous than before. Marcel went off to sit in the crowd. Esme was already at the alter- she had left before us. Rosalie, Alice, Leah, and Emily prepared to walk down the aisle and I felt like throwing up.

"Davina, everything is going to be fine." Sam said.

"No, I know." I muttered, lacing my arm through his as the band started to play and my bridesmaids left. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"Being here. I know. . . I know this isn't the particular marriage you would've wanted me to do. So it means a lot, that you're here, supporting me." I whispered.

"He makes you happy. And I know he'll both protect you and he won't hurt you. And I love you enough to want you to be happy, even if he is a vampire."

I chuckled and then there was the cue for us to start walking. "Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't let me fall."

"I won't."

Sam and I walked down the aisle, through the parting curtain, and my breath caught in my throat upon seeing Carlisle.

He was wearing a black satin suit, a crisp white shirt underneath, and a white tie to match the colour of my dress.

His eyes lit up, a small knowing smile on his face as he looked at me. I was suddenly thankful for the veil that gave my face some coverage, because I was sure that my cheeks were bright red.

Sam kept his grip firm, his skin hot under his suit, but not uncomfortable. I knew it would be a short time before I was ice cold and we wouldn't be able to touch each other. So I relished in it. We reached the end of the line and Sam took my hand, placing it in Carlisle's out stretched hand.

"Take care of her Carlisle." Sam said in a husky voice.

"Forever." Carlisle murmured.

Sam knew he would keep that promise.

Sam let go of my hand, going to sit with the Quileutes on the opposite side of the room as the vampires.

The priest- completely and totally human by the way knowing nothing of the two secrets- was the one to conduct the ceremony.

Honestly, I didn't even hear anything he even said. All I knew was that it felt like I was standing there for years until Carlisle said, "I do."

Oh shit. Did I miss my part?

"Davina Michaelson, will you have this man to be your husband, to live together in holy marriage? Will you love him, comfort him, honor, and keep him in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?" The priest asked.

There were so many things wrong with this vow and I was surprised that Alice hadn't asked him to change it. But I supposed as I had grown up Methodist, it was the one thing for me. Everything else- the church, the ring, the dress, the veil, the train, everything was Catholic for Carlisle. This one vow was Methodist for me.

"I do." I whispered.

"Then by the power vested in me by the holy spirit, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

My heart was beating out of my chest as Carlisle raised his hands, sweeping the veil back with ease before capturing my lips with his own. My eyes fluttered shut as I basked in the kiss. And then, we slowly pulled apart as the crowd started to clap. I could hear wolf whistling from the wolves and Carlisle and I both laughed lightly together.

Slowly, everything melted into reception. There were endless dances of course. Carlisle and I opened up the dance naturally. He was a flawless dancer and his strength gave him the ability to make sure I could dance just as smoothly, even if I wasn't moving my own feet.

Sam naturally danced with me next and I took alternative turns with my vampire children and my wolf children with Carlisle in between every single one of them.

Jared had brought Kim, never letting her go until he danced with me. Embry took her for a spin, one of the only people Jared probably would trust with Kim. Wolves didn't go after other wolves mates.

Carlisle also introduced me to the Denali clan. There were four- as Irina wasn't here- and they were stringently avoiding the wolves, seeming disgusted- at least Tanya and Kate were- with my friendship with them, though they made sure not to show in front of me. It was poorly disguised though. Neither Carmen nor Eleazar seemed particularly bothered with it though.

Eleazar had once been part of the Volturi. He reminded me a bit like Felix, with the height, build, black hair colour, and even the way his hair was styled. Carmen was also dark haired, which was in contrast to Tanya and Kate's blondness. The only difference was that Tayna's hair was curled while Kate's was straight.

I admit to getting slightly jealous when Tanya and Kate danced with Carlisle, but I made sure not to show it. It didn't matter. This was our wedding and Carlisle would never cheat on me.

I noticed however, that Marcel and Esme danced quite a few dances together and I stopped to observe them, a smirk on my face. After the last dance, Marcel kissed the back of Esme's hand before catching my eye and heading over.

"What's that look for?" He asked, holding his hand out for me to dance.

"See someone you like?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Marcels already dark cheeks flushed darker. "She is quite a beauty." He sighed, "But I don't know if she likes me or if she was simply indulging me."

"Esme doesn't play with feelings." I said softly. "And at the same time. . . there are certain mindsets you ought to prepare for if you were to. . . become far more intimate with her. She is very. . . old-fashioned."

"Like Carlisle." Marcel nodded.

"Exactly." I muttered.

"What century is your dress style after?" Marcel asked in blatant curiosity.

"The late 1600s, early 1700s." I answered calmly. "You like?"

"You look absolutely lovely." Marcel assured me. He smiled a little and then said, "It is much better than what others had planned originally."

Yes, Azim's mother had been planning our wedding for some time even when he hadn't proposed. She had shown me traditional wedding clothes from Iraq. There was a headdress I was required to wear and the veil wasn't supposed to be lifted higher than my lips. Not to mention she had picked a wedding dress that covered every inch of my skin.

"I'm happy." I whispered. "I've never been so happy and it. . . sometimes I wonder if there is something wrong with me."

Marcel shook his head, "Nothing at all beloved. You are simply in love. True love."

The dance ended and Marcel kissed my cheek. I smirked, "Tell Esme I said hi, won't you?"

Marcel glared at me before smirking and making his way back to Esme.

"Davina!" Alice sang, dancing over. "It's time to cut the cake!"

The cake was huge naturally. It had five layers, just as Alice had said and each layer was a different flavor. But apparently the top and bottom were both vanilla. The flowers were also frosted- not real like I originally thought- sticking to the cake. The leaves were also edible, along with all the other decorations make of fondue.

Carlisle stood behind me, one arm wrapped around my waist, the other over my hand as we cut down into the cake. I shoved a piece of cake into his mouth- as custom- and he swallowed it without making a face, which was impressive. He gave me a much smaller piece- he was far nicer than I was- and it was absolutely delicious.

We fed the wolves cake last- so that the other guests would have some- while all the vampires said they were 'full'.

Originally with the garter and flower toss, we had wanted to do Emily and Sam on purpose. However, with Leah in the crowd, I didn't want to hurt her. So instead, Carlisle shimmied the garter down my leg, making me blush bright red and sent it straight into Edward's face. Meanwhile I turned my back, flinging the bouquet high into the air, straight into Bella's unsuspecting hands.

Leah sent me a look that said 'thanks'. I nodded slightly, smiling a little before Carlisle swooped in for another dance.

"Your brother is getting to close to my sister." Carlisle grumbled, pulling me flush against his chest.

I glanced over my shoulder quickly to see that Marcel and Esme were dancing together once again. Esme, being my maid of honor, was wearing a light blue dress to match the bridesmaids, but hers had more flourish and jewels down the front. It was also make mostly of almost see through silk instead of light blue fabric. She looked stunning in it and Marcel wasn't the only man in attendance that couldn't keep his eyes off of her. Billy Black looked rather reluctant that he couldn't dance, before quickly turning his attention to something else every time he realized he was staring. But his eyes always seemed to drift back to Esme.

Personally, I though either Billy or Marcel could make Esme happy. But I also thought that with the complications, Billy would technically be better. She wouldn't have to explain to him about vampires and werewolves- he already knew.

The flipside would be if the Volturi found out about their relationship and whether they would make Billy be a vampire or not. I wondered if Billy would choose love over morals or if he would rather die. I also wondered if becoming a vampire would heal his legs and make him able to walk.

Marcel on the other hand was literally born to be a vampire. You had to be with the name 'Marcel'. In The Originals, the character with the name 'Marcel' was the head vampire and by the end of it, became a very powerful vampire. More powerful than the Mikelsons.

But then there was also the complication of actually telling Marcel about vampires and werewolves. Not to mention, once again, the idea of whether he would actually want to be a vampire and also the Volturi.

"Does it bother you?" I asked him slightly.

He looked down at me, his golden eyes penetrating, his smile warm. "No." He bent down to kiss me. "I say we should leave, don't you?" Carlisle chuckled, kissing me underneath my ear.

"Most certainly. Before Lord pops out and things escalate in front of the crowd." I teased. We were just going to sneak out of the reception, but Emmett, Jasper, Edward, and Alice stopped us, forcing us to walk out the front doors, running as they- and everyone else- threw rice. And unfortunately with both vampires and werewolves in the crowd, the handfuls were rather accurate.

"Remind me whenever they all get married to return the favor." I muttered as Carlisle and I slipped into the car and he sped out of the church parking lot. I took off my shoes, dumping the rice out the window.

Carlisle chuckled, sweeping one hand over my hair. Rice grains cascaded down and I sighed, shaking my head. "Vampires have excellent senses and all, but I'm telling you you're never going to get all the rice grains out."

"No, probably not." Carlisle laughed.

"So. Where are going?" I prompted. "I thought we weren't going to have a honeymoon?"

"It's not an official one." Carlisle agreed. "We're going to California."

"Very sunny." I said slowly. "Excellent excuse for us to stay inside all day."

Carlisle smirked, "Duly noted love."

I pulled out my phone, opening up Wattpad, and selecting a Harry Potter fanfiction to read.

"I'll leave you alone if you tell me the title of the book you're reading." Carlisle smirked, snaking one hand over to grab one of mine. It was hard to read with one hand, but I didn't mind as I loved holding his hand more.

I paused, knowing very well I couldn't just say it was a oneshot called Our Naughty Little girl between Severus x Remus x Y/N.

"Er. Midnight Tasting." I lied. "By um ."

"Never heard of it." Carlisle sounded intrigued and I tried not to burst into a fit of nervous giggles.

"Oh well, um, it's not like. . . a real story. It's called a fanfiction. Where people take other people's stories and they um. . . change them to fit better. Like um. . ." I wracked my brain to see if I could figure out a famous fandom that he knew. "Well I guess like the Vampire Diaries that we've been watching. Some people ship Stefan and Elena. Others ship Damon and Elena. So sometimes, they'll write stories that don't go with how the tv show went. Or other times, they'll invent a whole character and stick them in the book and change some of the events. And other times, they will write stories that make it sound like you're in the story. They use 'Y/N' which means 'your name.'"

"Huh." Carlisle said, speeding down the highway. "That's very interesting."

I flushed, "Yeah. My favorite are the mature ones. They're um. . . more detailed oriented."

I grinned because he had no idea what I was saying. I finished reading the oneshot, feeling thoroughly aroused before moving onto another story. Damn, not smut.

I hated being robbed.

[septic-selfships]

Am I in the frame from your point of view?

My name's Jasper, welcome to my selfship sideblog! I'm pan-aro and agender/dollgender. Most of my f/o's hover in the (queer)platonic sphere, but all of my Ego f/o's lean romantic. I'm mostly going to be reblogging stuff here, but I may occasionally do ask games too. I'll try not to be too NSFW over here because it's embarrassing lol.

My main f/o's at the moment are Marvin the Magnificent (JSE Ego Media), Sunday (A.ltrverse comics), and Jackieboy Man (JSE Ego Media), and I'm pretty comfortable sharing! I also like having friends who selfship from the same media.

Heart divider from @cafekitsune | profile picture from @florenceisfalling | blinkies from @docheros

More stuff under the cut

❗❗NOT A FANDOM BLOG❗❗

My self insert is Valerie Hart, an 18/23 year old (depending on the f/o, 23 for the older ones) who loves writing and anything covered in hearts, bows, and frills. They use they/it/love pronouns.

I try to stay out of discourse, but I'm firmly anti harrassment and post dark content sometimes. Otherwise, minors and ageless blogs should tread with caution because of the NSFW stuff (unless I know you from Main for either one).

Most of my ships are perfectly fine, but Anti is... Anti, and that's where a majority of the dark content here will come from, along with the Twins.

And speaking of which! I don't ship myself with their creator, r.pf makes me kinda uncomfy. This is for the characters that he made, all of which are featured in the comics (besides Stacy)!

Text posts will be tagged with [#selfship], art and other visual stuff will be tagged with [#framed photos], photos that reminds me of them will be tagged with [#aesthetic], gushes/adoration posts and texposts that remind me of them will be tagged with [#love letters], and selfship games will be under [#game time]! NSFW stuff tagged as [#nsft] and suggestive stuff tagged as [#suggestive.] I also made the tag [#comfort] for selfship posts with comforting themes, like "your f/o loves you", "your f/o supports you", and imagines about giving and receiving comfort.

Additional specialty tags:

🕊️ wedding plans 💚🩵: stuff related to my eventual selfship wedding with Marvin.

📚 study partners 💚🩵: Babysitter AU stuff with teen!Marvin and teen!Sunday.

🪄 travelling show 💚🩵: Old Lore! AU where Marv and Valerie are stage magicians.

💻 internet boyfriend 🖤💚: Old Lore! Anti and Valerie AU where they met via the internet. Includes a lot of Soft! Anti.

💀 create a monster 🩷💜: stuff pertaining to my MH version of Valerie.

My f/o's in alphabetical order:

D.emon Slayer-

Inosuke Hashibira (boar boy)

H.eathers 1988-

Heather Duke (Duke my beloved)

JSE Ego Media-

Antisepticeye (glitch bitch)

Jackieboy Man (hero boy)

(and my versions of both of them as a polyship)

Marvin the Magnificent (magic man)

Stacy Brody (princess in pink)

M.onster High-

CA Cupid/Cupid Asteria (love genius)

Frankie Stein (G3) (sparked to life) and Cleo de Nile (mummy queen)

Toralei Stripe (G3) (cool cat)

R.ainbow High-

Krystal Bailey (reporter on set)

Lola Wilde (Wilde heart)

Veronica Storm (bubblegum vampiress)

R.ide the Cyclone-

Jane Doe (headless doll)

Mischa Bachinski (bad egg) and Talia Bolinska (telephone fiancée) (polyship)

V.oid S.ilver

Brother Twin (darling brother) and Sister Twin (dear sister) (polyship)

Higgins (pet f/o) (cosmic kitty)

Sunday (golden bear) (mostly polyship with Marvin)

I hope to have some fun over here!

[fideidefenswhore]

As the Crowland Chronicler reported, his marriage to Elizabeth [of York] did not prevent 'the fury of some malignants.' In March 1486, Yorkists led by Francis, Viscount Lovell, Sir Humphrey Stafford, and his brother Thomas attempted to raise rebellions in Richmondshire and in the west Midlands. Henry's uncle, Jasper Tudor, newly created Duke of Bedford, suppressed some Welsh disturbances. When the king went in person to pacify York, some of whose inhabitants had expressed loyalty to Richard [III], an assassin attempted to kill him. The following September, Elizabeth gave birth to Arthur. It is likely that Henry decided against exposing his queen in a great public ceremony that would draw great, sometimes unruly, crowds during disturbing times.

Unexpected Heirs in Early Modern Europe, edited by Valerie Schutte