#dragon poke miku

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🐉 Dragon Poke-Miku Pride Icons Pt.5 🐉

Sweatercoric 🐉 Heritage/Heritages 🐉 Wingcoric

Met/Metos 🐉 Lolitacoric 🐉 Lib/Libs

Rufflecoric 🐉 Dinner/Dinners 🐉 Dresscoric

🐉 Free to use with credit 🐉

[tsunflowers]

I am more interested inthe chimese vocaloid collective vsinger, than miku and friends, but afaik, the live shows are still just the vocaloids projected dancing and singing

I don't know what's going on with vsinger's budget the past few years but but all of these effectd are being projected live at this venue

https://youtu.be/NJe3Ri7wIUo?si=qgV9k1rCy0tYQ0MB

there is so much going on also. tianyi often sings with irl chinese artists so here's this guy covering part of the song with a... minecraft sword?

the dragon in the song is supposed to be menacing so the cereal brand-like dragon we see is even funnier. also when singer guy is poking the toy dragon 😂

there are more inpressive and gorgeous ones where there's illusions casted as if the stage shatters, or giant architecture is forming in the background, rose petals falling wtc... but I had you to see the bonkers one

as silly as this is it's still so visually impressive... tianyi comes so close to actually interacting with the irl singer. she looks so solid and real. one day she'll actually be able to touch people and I don't know what I'll do

[duskys-dreams]

My family had been looking for a place to stay. We walked through the woods for hours, carrying all our gear, and I complained to mom that I was tired. But we had to keep moving.

We came to a clearing, and I asked if we could stop here. Dad didn’t want to, but everyone was exhausted and he eventually relented.

We climbed the dirt hill and tried to set up camp. There wasn’t a lot of space, but we made do. I finally rested and checked my phone. I saw that we had walked forty-three kilometres in a day.

There were some other people there, but I took notice of a group of shifty people standing at the edge of the forest. I chased after them. All but one escaped, and he tried to teleport away, but I held onto him and got taken along for the ride.

We ended in a throne room, and the guy asked me what the hell I was doing. He ran away so I could have a chance with him later. I was embarrassed, because that’s what I was trying to do.

I met with my friend Miku, a grey anthro cat, and we went into Minecraft. We ran around for a while, before Miku offered me to visit her family and have dinner with them. Of course I accepted.

We climbed up the tall ladder, and I put on Miku’s collar myself to show I was indeed one of them. She smiled at me.

I met Miku’s parents, they were nice. She had a lot of extended family, but the fortress they lived in could house them all.

I went downstairs with Miku, and we had an argument over something that ended with her storming away. I started to run after her, then stopped as I noticed something weird in the basement.

There was a sort of red button, and a note that said “purge.” I didn’t know what that meant, but as they say, curiosity killed the cat.

I pressed the button.

A sort of dinosaur thing appeared, and I instantly knew it had been sent by the evil witch that coveted my head. I ran out of the room, screaming for everyone to run and hide.

There was a small room with a sort of catwalk, that had a set of stairs at either ends. There were a bunch of barrels scattered around it, and I hid inside one of them. Miku’s cousins did the same, but one didn’t make it in time and just hid behind the railing.

The dinosaur came to our room, sniffed for a moment, then snatched up the poorly hidden cat, swallowing them in one gulp. It was all I could do to not scream in horror.

The dinosaur went away, and we all poked our heads out. We quickly went back in as the dinosaur came back, snatching up a barrel cat that wasn’t quick enough. We stayed hidden this time as it kept wandering back, looking for more cats.

I eventually made a run for it, and found Miku’s parents arguing quietly in a side room. I yelled at them to run, the dinosaur was on the loose, and they asked why I could just kill it since I was a trained fighter.

This struck a cord in me, and I explained that I was trained by my parents, and I had struggled but finally succeeded to be good enough for them. I wasn’t about to go through all that again for parents who weren’t even mine. I then ran away, leaving them there.

I flew out of the castle and hid next to a dirt hill, surrounding myself in dirt so the dinosaur wouldn’t find me. After a few minutes, I heard wingbeats, and the dinosaur turned dragon ate me in one gulp.

I entered a new Minecraft world, a very, very old one. I wandered to a spot across the river and saw three double-chests organized. I looked in each of them, and they had different trees organized inside them in a sort of art. I remembered making this years ago, and got excited.

A random person came over on a boat and tried to take away the art, and I demanded that they give them back. They were hesitant, but eventually handed over the saplings.

They were nothing like the ones in the modern game. They looked flat and made of plastic, and the oak sapling looked a lot like the modern acacia.

I took a screenshot of all the weird-looking blocks and posted them in my Discord server. I then went through the creative-mode inventory and found a lot of weird things. I sent more pictures, saying how it took an hour for this game to make a copy and load, and how wild old Minecraft was. I checked Discord, and it looked like everyone was having a completely different conversation and blatantly ignoring my awesome screenshots.

I followed the river upstream and found a bunch of old buildings. They were all cubes, because I didn’t know how to make appealing builds back then, and I got super excited. I went inside the black castle-looking one and found a sort of huge survival arena with lots of foliage. The design still held up, and it looked like the giant monsters I put there were still alive.

I had made the walls out of slime blocks, so if you were knocked against the walls, you would bounce back. There were also a bunch of holes in the ceiling, because the goal of the arena was to escape, and that was the only way if you were observant.

[mordegons-betrothed-of-shadows]

Thank You DQ Community <3

I’d like to preface this with an apology to those that stood up to the abusers/bullies/stalkers/etc. We tried not to run or hide from the situation, but eventually I had to prioritize safety over trying to plead cases. But we appreciated your efforts to try and stand up for what’s right.  Trigger warning: Dark subj matter  (tagging DQ as I don’t have all of you following I’m sure, but I hope this message will reach!) ----- A good bit ago, our friend Hargon-kun ran into a bit of trouble after turning down a “fan” who requested void being in their poly relationship. Hargon-kun is strictly monogamous and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that. It then proceeded to make multiple threats that if Hargon-kun talked about Malroth/the generals, and other subjects that it would end the life of Hargon-kun’s girlfriend. So, our friend was silenced. Hargon-kun’s rapist also continually stalked us on twitter and FB. It only slowed when it was sent to jail for the rape.  Members of our friendsgroup revealed themselves to be monsters associated with the other fake Hargon-kun fans, and sought to hurt void. They sided with the rapey abusers who would lie and try to pin Hargon-kun as a liar. Because “they are nice to me so you must be lying”.  After the assault and backstabbing, Hargon-kun’s BPD took a nosedive and voi increasingly turned violence onto voidself as a result of the rash of traumas one after another. Please remember that Hargon-kun also avoided friendships until I whittled void wall down for YEARS. Having people doing the same horrific things after giving it another chance was a huge burden. Still determined to show Hargon-kun that good people and friendships exist, we came to tumlr searching for a safe spot away from the abusers. I also thought tumblr would be a good fit because Hargon-kun kins Miku and Elsa and, from what I thought, tumblr was accepting of Miku kin concepts. And also accepting of nonbinary people........... Well, I was wrong, again. fake fans almost immediately piled onto Hargon-kun, suicide baiting void and causing void to self harm, even using the situations itself to do so, as vile as that is. Some of the abusers had more lofty platforms on here and would wield their followers to hurt Hargon-kun as extensively as possible with the end goal being Hargon-kun’s death.  During this time, law enforcement finally got on the ball and with the help of some DQ fans that defected from the groups against Hargon-kun - we were able to make nearly 30 separate arrests to date. To the owners of those blogs that went against the popular abuse campaign, thank you.........without you none of these monsters would be sitting behind bars today! The abuse continued. one of them triggered Hargon-kun into dangerous psychosis episodes by claiming that if voi talked to void girlfriend they would kill the girlfriend........they then sent a picture of a decapitated body to Hargon-kun which caused a sharp decline.  Another decided to poke fun at the childhood sexual abuse Hargon-kun endured, and drew a picture of Hargon-kun as a child being CSA’d by void “parents”............ Others would grab photos or videos of Hargon-kun and spread them to Dragon Quest sites in an attempt to dox and as a call to inflict harm. One of them requested videos that Hargon-kun had made on TikTok of void harming voidself while in a triggered state of self-destruction. Some of them went along wth it, others did not. I actually have a screengrab given to chill--less of someone refusing to partake in those activities anymore:

The last straw, after all of the Coh that support Hargon-kun (basically void true fans) being threatened and having to leave, was that we found out that the worst actors in all of this were friends of Hargon-kun’s rapist that had been released and now were conversing on how to rape void AGAIN. This in tandem with posts made trying to lie and cover up everything going on so that Hargon-kun would be isolated into their abuse with little support to lean on. So we hid. More arrests were made and lots of the group are sitting in jail. We’re still invested into criminal proceedings. There’s much more that’s gone on and were going on even before Hargon-kun became a target including one of us actually committing suicide (which is why I fight so hard for Hargon-kun’s safety - I don’t want that to be a repeat) I opt not to talk about Hargon-kun’s current condition. There’s still so much going on and we’re still always trying to rid ourselves of the cruel lunacy these monsters bring. TO THOSE THAT DEFECTED FROM THE HATE MOB AND HELPED US: I want to give back! slimeboy and I discussed and we want to give every one of you a Dragon Quest Loto edition playstation and we’ll be ordering many preorders of the new DQIII and XII to be given out too.  Simply wanted to tell the story about how some of you were up against these overwhelming odds and still managed to do the right thing.  thank you so much, I think because of your efforts, Hargon-kun must at least see not everyone is the same. There is a friendship that can be kind. There is empathy. Not everything is worth wiping clean. I’m always a sucker for friendships prevailing and you guys are amazing. Take my cheesy thanks. And please get back to me in message/dms so I can send you tokens of appreciation. Hail Hargon-kun.

[mrneighbourlove]

Burnt Heart: Ch 5. Reflection

A new morning arrived to the Slatki residence, and several of the older children were waiting in their father's bedroom to keep him from leaving. They discovered his presence with missing leftovers from the fridge, and a peak into the bed.

Sleep wasn’t kind to the man, but it wasn’t awful either. Although rested, Kahli had also had so much on his mind. Dreams of an absolution for one. It didn’t take long after he stirred awake to feel their presence outside. With deep breaths, the man rose to go through his selection of robes. Satisfied on a rich dark blue, he dressed appropriately before knocking on the door. “Would you all like to talk in here or in the living room?”

"Depends." Keira said, "Are you going to try to leave or listen to what we have to say?"

"Your fight with Mom wasn't necessarily... quiet." Manaco informed his father.

“It was better than the first. And no, I did not plan on leaving immediately. Once again. Upstairs or downstairs?”

"... let's go downstairs. More room. It's a little stuffy in here."

Kahli opened the door, surprised all his children were cramped together. “You look like a cradle of puppies. Move along. I’ll cook you all breakfast.”

"We already ate, we got a plate ready for you." Ahusaka set a dish full of eggs, bacon, and diced fruit in front of his father. "It's not... Mom's cooking, but it's edible. I cooked it, not Urboro."

"Hey, you ass, at least I didn't set my own butt on fire." Urboro scowled.

“Don’t swear.” Kahli shot his elder daughter a look. It appeared he slept in a little more than expected. Or maybe they all woke up early. Either way, he made his way down to the living room. Sitting on his recliner chair, Kahli took his plate of assorted foods, beginning to dine as the kids settled around the living room.

Grievous herself decided it might be best if she waited in the bathroom for all her half siblings to have a moment to speak.

"Listen, we know you want to storm off to the Empire, but we don't think that's the best idea." Miku explained, "We understand your point of view, but we understand Mom's too."

"It's like you jerked the rug out from underneath her, but not only her, us too." Manaco told his father. "We just found out we have a half-sister, like... two days ago."

"We are trying to be fair here, but... we got to be a little selfish too." Urboro huffed. "We don't want you running off and there's a chance of you not coming back."

“Would that be so bad, all things considered Urboro?” Kahli chewed on the bacon, taking his time with it. He didn’t know if it would be his last. “There’s a chance to regain some honour in a warrior’s death. It’s like the tales of all those knights I used to read to you.”

"Of course it'd be fucking bad!" Urboro protested with a snap. "Look, regardless of whether or not Mom is mad at you, we still need you! For fuck's sake, Zaltana is only seven years old!!!"

“And you’d do your best to mind your bloody tongue around her.” Kahli’s golden eyes flared with the furious shine of a dragon at his daughter. “How many times do I have to tell you to cool that tongue of yours Urboro? Apologize to your younger siblings.” The tone and power Kahli were evident this conversation wouldn’t continue until Urboro did as her father told.

"Apologize?! I haven't done anything wrong, you're the one who has an army of other kids out there!" Urboro scowled.

"Ur!" Manaco got between his sister and his father. "How about you go outside to cool off for a moment?"

"Ugh, fine. But you know I'm right." With that, she tromped outside.

“What is wrong with her behaviour...” Kahli muttered under his breath. Finishing his bacon and eggs, he moved onto eating his fruit. “I have to confront Zannah. Now that the secret has been discovered, it can give me a loophole to confront her about it.”

"Loophole? ... you're not thinking of dragging Grievous back there, are you?"

“No. The loophole was I was forced into secrecy. Now that it’s no longer secret, I can demand to be given freedom.”

"And? What will that solve? She can still hold you to your life debt." Miku pointed out. "That's two different things."

“I can ask to be rid of our debt. Either through combat... or begging.” The latter thought disgusted Kahli.

"And if you died, where would that leave us?"

“Alive. With no need to mourn me.” Kahli finished his breakfast, setting his plate down to the side. “Your mother made her point clear. Without her in my life, what passion do I have to go on? You kids are rather self efficient, and most of all, you’ll grow up. That’ll leave me alone. Can you tell me, right now, you’ll visit me as I grow into old age and am left alone?”

"Of course we will be there for you, you're our father." Manaco looked at Kahli like his sire had lost his mind. "We would never abandon you, regardless of whether or not we agree with what has happened or will come to happen."

"Besides, all you have to do, is give Mom a little time." Ahusaka assured his father. "That's all she needs. You know best of all that it takes time to rebuild trust that has been broken."

"It's not like you to give up so easily." Keira crossed her arms. "Are you really going to give up on Mom without a bit of a fight?"

"You have to see this from her point of view too," Miku tried to be a peacemaker.

"You kept something from her, even though you couldn't say a word, it's still hurtful. She's never kept anything from you. How would you feel if she did something of the sort like this to you?"

“She tried to kill me. I’d be angry, but I’d never have laid a hand on her, let alone blast her with magic. It was absolutely insane. What’s more, I’d have considered her situation as a whole instead of letting my emotions get the better of me.” Kahli shook his head, trying to diffuse his rising tension. “Zaltana, can you bring your sister back inside?”

"You can't expect Mom to turn off her emotions, Dad. Not like you do half the time." Ahusaka sighed. "Mom isn't that way, she feels more so deeply than others."

"She's the Earth Sage, her emotions and magic go hand in hand together now." Keira said.

"We don't think it was right of her to lash out at you, but we don't agree with what you did either." Miku stated.

Zaltana was quiet, but gave a soft nod as she went to fetch her sister.

“You don’t have to agree with me. You don’t even have to forgive me. I just ask you understand I had no choice in the matter.”

"We understand that, though... can you understand Mom as well?" Manaco quietly replied.

Once Zaltana brought Urboro back inside the house, the elder sibling stood there with her hands on her hips.

“I’ve had years to come to terms on her fair reaction should she ever discover the truth.” Kahli glared towards the direction of the bathroom where Grievous hid. “A truth that could have been remained hidden for the betterment of all. Why is she hiding?”

"You don't get to judge what she thinks is fair, Dad. You know better than that." Manaco ran a hand down his face. "And she's hiding in the bathroom because she doesn't want to be in the middle of this conversation, doesn't want to be the punching bag."

“Physically or emotionally?” Kahli didn’t stop his gaze towards the bathroom. “As for your mother, I think I do. You know what she said to me? That she’d find revenge against the Emperor. She can be as furious as me as she wants, even foolishly take her fury out on me, but she must not ever be so idiotic as to attack the Empire.”

"You tried to attack her out of revenge once, Dad." Ahusaka poked a hole in Kahli's logic. "You got no room to call Mom an idiot."

“I attacked when it wouldn’t bring war down upon all of Hyrule.” Kahli countered back with remorse in his voice. “And look at what that attempt on her life brought me. A debt that keeps me in her pocket.”

"Mom was probably just speaking in the heat of the moment, Dad. We all know that she wouldn't do something so reckless to ruin the relationship that Aunt Zarazu tried so hard to build." Urboro stated bluntly. "Give her a bit more credit than that. Besides, that bi---Zannah, would know it was Mom. She's not stupid to openly attack her."

"Ur has a point, Dad."

“She better not. That would only ruin all of your futures.”

"Good grief, will you at least try to get some sense of normalcy back with Mom?" Urboro asked with a roll of her eyes. "Or not? That's what we're asking. We don't want you two apart. We want all of us to be a big happy family again."

“I want that too. Everything I’ve done has been for the betterment of this family. It’s Zizi who needs to understand my position.” Kahli sounded so exhausted. “But no. She rather never be near me. There’s no excuse when it’s the truth. I know I caused her pain, but gods as my witness, I’d never go out of my way to purposely put her through it.”

"And did you tell her that?" Miku asked her father. "Mom thinks you'd choose Zannah over us."

“I did. She’s simply too angry to listen.”

"Then give her time. At least a week to cool down, and then try again."

"You're not the type to give up."

"We know Mom still loves you, otherwise, she wouldn't be so hurt." All his children believed in their parents. No, they held hope for them.

“A week?” Kahli closed his eyes, crossing his arms and pondering on the fact. Once more, he glanced at the bathroom. “Bring that ridiculous girl out.”

"... Grivy, would you mind coming out of the bathroom?" Manaco gently knocked his knuckles on the door. "... besides, Zaltana needs to pee."

“...that is acceptable.” Grievous exited, still covered in tribal paint.

"... can you help us fix this?" Manaco asked her honestly. "We could use any ideas you have."

“Me?” Grievous was genuinely caught off guard.

“Yes you.” Kahli rose from his chair, his gaze menacing on her. “Seeing you were the one to kick off this chain of events in the past few days. Why did you even leave? It’s clear you like fighting. The Empire can provide that in spades for you.”

Grievous suddenly looked downcast, embarrassed perhaps. “Well, I-”

“Spit it out girl.”

“I didn’t like the idea of being a commander. It’s too constricting for me. I’m sorry I came and ruined your perfect family dynamic because I felt I didn’t belong with my own family. That answer satisfy you?”

"... should we be a part of this?" Miku whispered to Urboro.

"What? It's drama, of course, we're going to be a part of this." Urboro snickered.

"Look, we need you to help us patch this relationship. We've always been close as a family and we don't want to lose that." Manaco gestured to his siblings.

"You're part of this family too now, whether you like it or not." Keira noted to Grievous. "So, you need to make a decision now if you're going to stay and help, or leave like you intended."

“How can I help?”

Kahli narrowed his eyes, disapproving of her. Was she only here to have questions fulfilled? “You wanted answers? Here’s a list. I’m your father. I did everything Zannah asked including reviving my tribe from extinction to pay off my life debt to her and keep my family safe and healthy. This family is my kin. You cannot hope to ever beat me or my eldest son in combat, let alone me. And by the look of your face, I’d say you have no proper will to stay. What’s your answer?”

“I-” Grievous paused, anxiety filling her. She hardly ever felt anxious, but with all these eyes waiting on her, how could she not?

"We need a decision, Grivy. You stay or you go." Manaco asked her directly, "Which is it going to be? Either you stay here, and have some support, from us, or you go out there. Alone. Into the world that you don't know."

"Stay. I'll stay." Grievous swallowed her discomfort. "I should excuse myself for now. I don't know how effective I can be in helping you. Give me time to think please."

"All right. You can bunk with me for the time being." Keira offered Grievous. "We all need some time to think."

~

Zizi hardly ever ran from her problems. She liked to solve conflicts as soon as possible to continue on without strife. Now, she did not want to go back home. All she wanted was the comfort of someone familiar, who would not pick a side, and simply let her be for a while. Thus, her mind wondered to her old friend from so long ago. She was older now, at the grand age of 51 years. No longer was she some spring chicken, or anywhere close to a child. Yet, Skull Kid still tolerated her presence.

Deep within the Lost Woods, Zizi's ears picked up on a jolly and magical tune. As she pushed away foliage, the little imp was dancing on a tree branch, playing his flute with little care in the world. The tune was positive, and had a magical, jolly nature to it. When he finally noticed Zizi listening along, he continued to play, jiving back and forth until his tune was done. "Zizi! What are you doing so deep in the woods? I don't think a Sage of the Forest could find herself lost, but I have seen stranger things."

"What else would I be doing out here, silly?" Zizi kept a smile on her face as Skull Kid turned to look at her. "I came to see you. I needed a friendly face." She then asked him. "Entertaining the fairies again? I'm surprised they let me pass through. Maybe being an Earth Sage has perks now?"

"First off, I like playing for myself. Second off, its a song I learned from a friend who was also a Forest Sage like you. Titles matter. What's so cool about calling yourself the Sage of Dirt? Forests are magical." Skull Kid pointed his flute aggressively at Zizi like a teacher would do with a pointing stick. Hopping of the tree with a few frontal flips, Skull Kid scuttled his way towards his friend. "Odd that the friendliest face you know is a mask, but I guess I shouldn't complain. He he he."

"Mask or no mask, you're still Skully." Zizi rolled her eyes when he clarified the 'correct' title. She was a Zemlja, a Lorleidian of the earth. Forest would be placing a limit on her capabilities, in her opinion. Watching him bounce around, Zizi then asked, "I haven't seen you in a while. Zaltana is going to be celebrating her eighth birthday in two weeks. You going to come to the party?"

"Hmmm, will your fierier children and sister be attending?" Skull Kid causally threw his arms behind his head to rest back on them.

"I have fifteen, eight of who are fiery and seven of who are earthy, and they'll all be attending, so yes." Zizi chuckled. "Even Manaco. He misses you too, you know. He still talks about that permanent ink prank you pulled on Vaati."

"Well, kid wanted to be a little rebellous. Although, he's not quite a kid anymore. But two weeks? I'll think about it. Maybe I can make the event more fun~" His arms switched to being swung from side to side. "You look tired. Were you up all night? Or sleep under a tree?"

"If you put a stink bomb in the bonfire like last time with the triplet's birthday party, we're going to have words." Zizi shook a finger at him. "Fun would be a paint fight, like you did with Chatima's ninth birthday. We were all shades of the rainbow for days." Sighing, Zizi shook her head. "I am tired. Haven't been sleeping too well. Found out some... unsavory news about my husband. Though, I'm here to see you, not to mope."

"Oh? You think I'm a distraction then? Well... how long of a distraction do you need?"

"You're a very good distraction, and an even better friend. No one can help me bake chocolate chip cookies like you." Zizi reminded him. "As long as you're willing to put up with me."

"Put up with you? Easy." Skull Kid thought for a moment on what they could do. Snapping his finger, he had an idea. "Hey! Why don't we go to the Forest Temple? Could use some maintenance."

"Forest Temple? That sounds like a good idea." Zizi then repeated. "Maintenance?"

"Make sure the trees are healthy. The doors all still working. The wolves happy. Clear the Skulltala webs. Etc. Etc. It could take a while though."

"Sounds just like the distraction I need," Zizi then asked him with a small grin, jesting. "How did you get to be a mind reader?"

"Stick around long enough and you can read people easily enough." With a giggle and hop, Skull Kid made his way to the temple. "Can you still run and keep up?"

"Hey now, I'm older, not old." Zizi reminded him. "Run? Why would I do that when I can just ride?" The vines shifted from the earth and carried the Zemlja. "Work smarter, not harder, Skully."

"Boo. That's not fun. And only shows you gotten softer~" Skull Kid did a few more flips, gleefully jumping from trunk to trunk lying on the forest floor.

"At least I'm not slow." Zizi teased as she shot forth on the vines, zipping past Skully. She hung upside down on the vine, and snatched his hat before the vines quickly moved her away. "Come and get it!"

Skull Kid laughed, chasing after his friend. It seemed this would be what Zizi needed for a time. At least until she was ready to confront her source of fears and wrath.

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Previous Ch. https://mrneighbourlove.tumblr.com/post/612488276332478464/burnt-heart-ch-4-boiling-point

Next Ch. https://mrneighbourlove.tumblr.com/post/612496080371957760/burnt-heart-ch-6-trading-one-pain-for-another

Crossover with @ridersoftheapocalypse. Shared world with @s-kinnaly

[cvbucketlist-blog]

Bucketlist #40 - 55% (189/345)

FOOD & DRINK

Lawrence

Tommy

LOV

Katsuya

Storm Crow Manor

Figo

Bar Ape

Pinky’s Ca Phe

Joe Beef

Shake Shack

Mildred’s Temple Kitchen

Lavinia

Patois

Hot Star/Monga

Dark Horse

Seven Lives

Figures

Famous Last Words

Blue Nile

Veghed

Schlouppe Bistrot Nakamichi

La Betise

Lee

Kampai Garden

Bord’elle

Le Mal Necessaire

Peameal bacon sandwich

Canal Lounge

Big In Japan Bar

Marvens

Dine with a city view

Hibachi

Jellyfish

Butter Avenue

Marche Atwater

Mme Lee

Romados

Wooffles & Cream

Terrasse Bonsecours

Cafe du Monde (beignets!)

King cake

Au Pied du Cochon

Moishes

Twisters (aka Los Pollos)

The Boiling Crab

Blackstrap BBQ

Jukebox Burgers

Garde Manger

Fisherman Clubhouse

Soul Cafe

Konjiki

Miku

La Cubana

The Dirty Bird

La Carnita

The Alley

Laduree

One Zo Tapioca

Fresh

Bone marrow

The Wilcox

Koo Koo

Ca Lem

Charcoal ice cream

Pizzeria Libretto

Deville Diner

RaviSoups

Momofuku

Sweet Jesus

Chick-Fil-A

Deep dish pizza

Wah Sing

Mon Ami fried chicken

Kekou

Burger Priest

Mr. Puffs

Fugo

Kensington market

Doughnut cone

Pai

Chipotle

Koa Lua

Brigade Pizzeria Napolitaine

Raclette

The Lockhart

Ebisu

Randolph Pub Ludique

Thai style ice cream

C’Chocolat

The Halal Guys

Poop Cafe

Pumpkin spice latte

L’Avenue (+ check out bathroom)

Marche Jean Talon

Le Poke Bar

La Diperie

Firewhisky

Creme des Neiges

Tsujiri

Qing Hua dumplings

Escondite

Mandy’s

Cadbury creme egg mcflurry

Le Lab

Yokato Yokabai

Triple sake bomb

Nilufar

Shaved ice

Captain’s Boil

Have a huge turkey leg

Uncle Tetsu cheesecake

Baklava

Home cooked dinner by candle light

Five Guys burgers

Bang Bang ice cream with HK egg waffle cone

Ganadara

Lola Rosa

Sour amaretto

La Belle et la Boeuf

Allo Mon Coco

Kinka Izakaya

Mochi ice cream

Snakes & Lattes

Cat cafe

Kem Coba

Crawfish

Kinton Ramen

Kazu

In N Out

TRAVEL

Switzerland

Museum of Ice Cream

Allen Gardens

Scandinavia

Watkins Glen State Park

Brooklyn bridge

Canadian Rockies

CN Tower edge walk

Go up the CN Tower

Croatia

Costa Rica

Cinque Terre, Italy

Return to Florence

Hawaii

Alaska

Zion National Park, Utah

Travel to random location with no itinerary

Hike the Inca Trail

Thailand

Vietnam

Spain (especially Park Guell)

Visit 6 continents (no Antarctica)

Study/work/volunteer abroad

Northern Lights

New Orleans

Go on a cruise

Santorini

Venice

Japan

Asia tour

Europe tour

Galapagos Islands

LOTR areas in New Zealand

Paris

Watch a show in Vegas

Walk across the Golden Gate bridge in SF

Broadway musical in NYC

Great Barrier Reef

Stroll through Central Park

Antelope Canyons, Arizona

Board down the Alps

Nordik Spa

Vancouver

Bruce Peninsula

Montreal love sign

Toronto Islands

Casa Loma

Art Gallery of Ontario

Road trip

Chicago

Scarborough Bluffs

Humber bridge

Toronto sign at night

Albion falls in Hamilton

Brookfield Place

Diagon Alley

Fly by myself

Hike Dundas Peak

Ripley’s Aquarium

Disneyland LA

Walk of Fame in LA

Cable car in San Francisco

Disneyworld Orlando

Drink Butterbeer at Wizarding World of HP

Pompeii

Acropolis

Colosseum

Florence

LEARN

Roll own sushi

Make pretty macarons

Take cooking class

Cook a really mean steak

Curl own hair nicely

Dance (ballroom, latin and contemporary, a little bit of hip hop)

Sewing basics

Make mochi ice cream

Bike.. properly (this is embarrassing)

Make pie from scratch

Make pizza from scratch (bonus: try to throw it in the air)

Billiards

Skating

Snowboarding

EVENTS

Hot air balloon festival

Osheaga

Have surprise party thrown for me

Van Gogh exhibition

1920s party

Obstacle course race

Easter egg hunt

Scavenger hunt (bonus: picture scavenger hunt)

Throw successful surprise party

Floating lantern festival

Attend a legit masquerade ball 

Nuit Blanche 

Toga party

LOTR in Concert

GoT in Concert

Infinity Mirrors exhibit

Throw big house party

Igloofest

Ugly Christmas sweater party

Attend a concert

Meet Us the Duo

Chihuly exhibition

Ottawa Tulip Festival

Toronto Christmas Market

Food truck festival

Paint Night

Zelda symphony

Color Me Rad

Tam Tams

Piknic Electronik

Watch a musical

Lion King the musical

New Year’s kiss

Bake birthday cake for someone

Cosplay at Comic Con

Cirque du Soleil

ACTIVITIES

Strip club

Bite Bar

Pursuit OCR

Axe throwing

Partner yoga

Laser tag

Skyzone/iSaute

Snorkeling

Archery tag

Dragon boat

Sailing

Paragliding/hang gliding

Jet ski

Horseback riding

Archery

Paintball

Huge snowball fight with forts

Rock climbing

Bungee jump

Skydive

Dog sled

Ice fishing

Go karting

Aerial yoga

Pole dancing

Beach volleyball

Ceramic cafe

Stand up paddle board

Tandem bike

Water gun/water balloon fight

Escape room

Musical swings

Spa

Zipline

Tubing

Canoe/kayak

AT LEAST ONCE

Ride a camel

Be apart of human pyramid

Swim in deep fresh water cave

Skinny dip

Hide n seek in Ikea

Fish pedicure

Bathe an elephant

Climb tall tree

Build elaborate sand castle

Do flip on trampoline

Cliff dive into water

Swim with dolphins

Hold/pet tiger 

Professional photoshoot

Infinity pool

Explore sea cave

Pottery wheel

Fruit picking

Be apart of flash mob

Cross hanging bridge

See cherry blossoms in full bloom

Sing at live karaoke bar

Mistletoe kiss

Attach lock of love

Catch bouquet at wedding

Get drawing done by artist

Go underneath/behind a waterfall

Gingerbread house

Carve pumpkin

Hike up mountain

Shoot a gun

Ride an elephant

PERSONAL

Own 1861 dress

Make a singing/ukulele/dance cover 

Have a table at a convention

Send postcard to PostSecret

Weigh at least 115 lbs

Donate blood

Watch all the Oscar’s best pictures (25/90)

Beat Zelda game

Be a bridesmaid

Adopt a puppy

Play Kingdom Hearts

Catch ‘em all on Pokemon Go gen 1 (144/144)

Finish LOTR trilogy

Sell piece of artwork

Try watercolor

Obtain driver’s license

Reread The Little Prince

Design business cards

Make own website for artwork/portfolio/demo reel

Dye hair

Own ugly Christmas sweater

Make Facebook art page

Get celebrity’s autograph

Go to movies alone

Get gym membership

Studio internship

Inktober

Screen animation at film festival

Donate hair

Display artwork in gallery

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Burnt Heart: Ch 4. Boiling Point

Zizi nudged Grievous. She kept waiting for the girl to return and finally found her asleep in the barn with Slyvain and the other dragons. So, she covered her up with a blanket for the night and returned in the morning. She held a small tray of food, including her signature blueberry pancakes. "Grivy, wake up, it's time for breakfast."

“Ravatal Gel- oh.” Grievous froze, looking embarrassed at her alarmed swearing. “I did not realize it was you.”

"You have eggs, bacon, and blueberry pancakes." Zizi petted back Grivy's wild hair. "I figured you'd be hungry since you just poked at your food yesterday."

“You are all so touchy.” Grievous gripped her blanket close. “Good protein. Except these ‘pancakes’. Cakes are not good for health. If only berries were separate.”

"You'll eat it." Zizi poked her nose. "Carbs are good for you too. Gives you energy." She sat down beside of the girl. "Go ahead. Eat. I'm not leaving until you finish your plate. Then, you can come and meet the rest of my children."

"Ah, so you like the pancakes. I'll remember that and make more for you at some point." Zizi then raised an eyebrow. "Duel? My son?"

Grievous gave Zizi one of her trade mark serious stares, suddenly rushing to consume her food. It was like she never ate before. At the very least, Zizi could tell how excited she was by the movement of her tail. “Tastes good. Will give me energy for duel with Manaco today.”

"... you do realize this is not Dal culture, Grivy?" Zizi reminded the girl. "Manaco doesn't respond nicely to challenges. If you wish to 'fight' him, then a friendly spar is more than enough. Not a... pecking order."

“He said only an idiot would challenge him. Doesn’t seem too tough. And I despise people who name call someone’s intelligence. Only fitting I sweep him off his feet.”

"Well, he does have a point, my son is a very good fighter like his..." Zizi started to say 'father' but trailed off for a moment. "Instead of dueling him, how about just spar? See how he fights first?"

“No weapons? Fists and fire? Or just fists?”

"There's different kinds of sparring," Zizi told Grivy, counting them on her fingers. "Weapons, magic, hand-to-hand, and inter species combat. For example, if you want to learn the best way to fight against a Zora, you'd request a Zoran sparring partner."

“Your fish species yes?” Grievous seemed to know what a Zora was without skipping a beat, although never stepping in Hyrule until just yesterday. “Zizi. Why are you here? Why are you trying to daughter me?”

"Because I am a mother. And I am a Zemlja. We care for all." Zizi explained to Grivy. "And it seems like you don't have anyone to care for you right now. You're still a kid, and you need someone. So, I'll make sure you're okay."

“I’m a teenager, not a kid. And I suppose I don’t belong here with you. Don’t you know that?”

"You're a kid." Zizi ruffled her hair. "So? Lorleidians didn't belong here either. We belonged on Lorleidi, but our home was dying. Thanks to my sister's marriage to the king, we live here now. It doesn't matter where you think you belong, Grivy. It's about who you're with that cares for you."

“No. I don’t. I came here to conduct matters of business. I’ve clearly helped cutting a dagger within your family dynamic. Besides, I’d only bring you potential danger staying for long.” Grievous stood up, walking to bucket full of water to act as a mirror.

"Do you really think that we can't defend ourselves?" Zizi reminded her with a touch of teasing to her voice. "Recall who sucked you into the earth."

“Because perhaps I am a child... and I didn’t want to hurt you. Yet I have with my actions. So, I should leave before all your nonsense of family unity gets to me.” Carefully, the Waku applied her war paint to both sides of her face.

"It's not nonsense, sweetheart," Zizi gently halted the application of paint by holding Grivy's hand. "It's just... love. That's all."

Grievous sighed, clearly not getting anywhere. “What would be the point of your family meeting one of hundreds of half-siblings. Tell me that?”

"Fun. Food. Sparring. Laughing. Talking. Everyday life." Zizi shrugged. "But if they don't want to know us, that's okay too."

“Fine. Let me put on my paint and I’ll see you all outside. If your whole family isn’t waiting for me, then I’m going to take off.”

"What are you talking about? They're right there." Zizi gestured at the bottom of ladder leading up to the hayloft. All of the brothers and sisters were there, including Manaco, making sure to tell the younger ones to be on their best behavior. Keira, too, was bubbly as ever, and waved with a big grin. "They didn't want you feeling too lonely."

Grievous didn’t dare look down. Her tail was as stiff as a branch from the anticipation. “I see. Well, you can still wait. Painting is important to me.”

"I can paint!" Zalana, the youngest piped up from down below. "Lemme do it!"

"You can't even color inside the lines." Ahusaka shook his head. "And you want to do her war paint?"

"What's war paint?" Tana, Tala, and Tarsha asked in unison.

"It's makeup." Santika and Sakari harmonized.

"Ooo, let me paint your nails then!" Huyana volunteered.

"I'll do your hair!" Miku added. "And your fur!"

"Does she even like that shit?" Urboro groaned.

"Why don't you ask her first?" Keira told her younger sisters. "Never hurts to ask."

"You asked me if I thought your butt looked big in a skirt, and when I said yes, you punched me, that's a lie." Chatima told his sister.

"That's because you were being a jerk." Dasan poked his brother.

"You know better than that, she'll wipe the floor with you." Bodawa rolled his eyes.

Grievous took the noisy distraction as a form of mental training. She could focus hard on her makeup, as well as tune them out. Finally, she was done. With great detail she drew the white paint upon her face, with black lines giving her a scary image of an animal skull. She dunked her hair in the water to clean, followed by a dozen seconds to naturally warm her body to bring it to a frazzle poof. Not wanting to simply climb down the ladder, she stretched her limbs for minute. Once she felt her exorcises were done, she took a running jump off the barns second floor, flipping over the family. Landing on her feet, she turned to them, eyeing every last one. “I am Grievous.”

"Oof, I'm too old to go jumping around like that." Zizi climbed down the ladder. "Everyone, this is Grivy. I'll name mine from oldest to youngest. This is Manaco, Ahusaka, Keira, Urboro, Miku, Chatima, Huyana, Sakari and Satinka are twins, Dasan, and Tama, Tala, Tarsha are triplets, and then my youngest is Zalana. Everyone say hello and be nice."

“It’s Grievous. I’m serious about that.” The newest Waku didn’t know what to make of so many of her people being one big causal family. If anything, it was rather overwhelming. “Hello.”

"I'm sure it will take a bit to learn all of our names, so why don't you come with us today? We having dragon-back practice today." Keira suggested. "You can meet some of our dragons, see our home, and then later, we'll have a game of Magma Ball!"

“Which home?”

"Our home. This home." Ahusaka motioned to the giant house behind the barn. "What Mom took you in is her's and... uh... well, her private quarters." He was careful not to mention their father. "It's attached to our house, but that space is hers."

“I’m busy.” Grievous took a hand to her mouth, whistling for Sylvain to come to her.

"Doing what? Existing?" Urboro snerked. "Come on, drop the act and go hang out with us."

"We'll get ice cream!" Keira promised. "And you can try all the flavors."

"You think ice cream solves everything." Dasan remarked.

"Well... it doesn't hurt."

“I came her to get answers from our mutual father. That is all. I care not for your icy cream.” Her Wyvern bounded up to Grievous, purring its head for scratches. “I’m not here for a vacation. I- look. I’m grateful for a roof over my head for the night, but I did not come to know more brothers and sisters. I’m sure you have much on your mind about me. I cannot deny I’m curious about you too, but you are not my first priority.” With a small jump, Grievous got atop her saddle.

"So what? You're just going to bolt cause you're uncomfortable?"

"Urboro! That's not nice!"

"Hey, she's not being that friendly either."

"Pwease?" Zalana asked Grievous. "Just for a little while?"

“I’m leaving because you can’t give me answers about my heritage. You can’t absolve anger I feel. You are not my family. You have history I could never hope to share. I will return if I do wish to.” She spoke with unwavering condition, walking out into the open to ready take off.

"Young lady, you turn around right this instance!" Zizi spun the earth under Sylvain's feet to unsteady him for takeoff. "My children were nice enough to take time to come out here to get to know you. Not judge you, not blame you, nothing. You will give them a little of your time before you saunter off on some quest for answers. Kahli isn't going anywhere." She crossed her arms. "That means now."

"Mom, she doesn't have to---"

"Oh yes she will."

Sylvain acted wildly, roaring with fear as the ground spun him about. Grievous was patient with Zizi, but this snapped something in here. “You’re not my mother! And get your hands off my Wyvern! If you don’t stop scaring him, I’ll give your children something to be terrified of!”

"You know what? I'm trying my damnest to be nice to you." Zizi told Grivy with a loud scowl. "All you do is push me away, push all of us away. And you know what?" She threw up her hands. "I'm done trying. If you want to go tear into my lying, scheming, dog of a husband, then fucking go!!!"

As their mother tromped off, all of the siblings were wide eyed. None of them had ever heard their mother curse, much less display such... hatred of their father. For a moment, nothing was said. All of them looked at each other, confused and a touch afraid of their parents' crumbling relationship.

"She's right." Manaco shook his head. "Just go, Grievous. We're... we're tired of this."

“Good gods. I don’t know you people. Wow do you even care about me?” Grievous patted her Wyvern, taking off into the air. “Stop wallowing in your pity. Do something.”

"Let's just... how about we just go check on the dragons and spend the day together?" Keira suggested to her siblings. "It's been a long past couple of days."

"I couldn't agree more." Ahusaka nodded his head. "Let's go get ice cream too."

"You're not getting any of mine this time." Manaco snorted.

~

Kahli was currently at work in the plantation, going to clock in regardless that Zizi worked there as well. News hadn’t spread to his co-workers yet, but a few sensed he was off. The Waku simply dismissed it as a bad nights sleep. When he saw his tailed child walk through the glass doors, he sighed. “This is my place of work.”

“You owe me time old man.”

Kahli growled, and he saw Grievous take a fighting stance the moment he reached for a spade. Slowing his reach, he didn’t move away from his flower garden. “I need to move this solar plant. It can only bloom under direct sunlight. This isn’t a weapon.”

“I... I knew that.” Kahli didn’t need to confront her on her lie. Carefully caring for his plants, he ignored his daughter for a few minutes in deep silence. It was after her observation she broke it. “Why do you garden? Are you not a warrior? Or a general to Hyrule?”

“No. I am a simple man with simple needs. Gardening is my occupation. You learn to value and take care of the smallest of life.” With a place of his hand, the Waku man silently disintegrated a few weeds into ash. “And be able to remove the parasites found within.”

“But you are Hasai. Should you not want something more?”

“I had something more. I learned to be satisfied building my own garden, removing weeds to increase the value of my flowers.”

As for Zizi, she spent the rest of the day at her home. She tried to keep going about her day as usual. Normally, she'd be at work, but there were others there to run the plantations. Yet, she was not ready to face Kahli. She didn't want to talk to him, to see him, to even be breathing the same air as him. Zizi could not recall the last time she felt this angry. The bad thing was, she did not want to feel angry. She hated feeling this way. But... how could she ever forgive this secret? This betrayal? Her husband had nearly 700 more children out there. Zannah used her husband for the Empire's benefit---spirits, why couldn't Kahli just listen to her when she said Zannah was bad news?! After cleaning the house from top to bottom, she went to lay on the bed. She couldn't sleep. She just laid there... depressed.

Grievous shadowed Kahli for almost all day as her father worked. He didn’t say more then a sentence to her whenever she asked a question regarding his work. If others approached, she scared them off with a scowl. When he finally checked out, the man walked back to his house. Zizi’s house. He had food he needed to eat before it expired. The girl was surprised he would go back so soon. “What about what Manaco said?”

“I am not governed by the word of my son.”

Zizi sensed him. He was outside... with his other daughter. Proof of his betrayal. Curling her hand into a fist, a wall of thorns and poisonous plants covered the house from brick to brick. She wanted him to go away.

Kahli saw the vines rise up, and his patience waned. Zizi could ignore him, but he’d not have her deny him his entry to his home. Using his terrible power, with a touch, he turned her vines into bombs. With a light detonation, her plants turned into ash. He knew how much grief this caused, but she could ignore him in peace, or confront him in person. Grasping the front door, he glared at Grievous. “Stay outside.”

He wanted to play it that way, did he? Zizi then opened up the earth, the same that she had done with Grievous. It swallowed Kahli up to his hips and carried him backwards a good ways, then spat him out. Once more, the wall of prickly thorns and plants went up around the house, and barbs erupted all over the doors.

Kahli didn’t get nearly as far as anyone else did, burning through the earth to crawl out and plant his feet.  With a bolt of lightning, he fried the vines, burning them out of spite, but did not step closer to the house. It was a slower death for the plants, yet they to turned to dust. He was prepared for anything Zizi would throw, yet stood outside, leering their shared bedroom room, daring her to even just look him in the eye.

It seemed she was going to have to do this the hard way. Plants and earth were not the only thing she could manipulate now. Rocks started to shift out of the ground, blocking every entrance to the house. Then, just to add an extra sprinkle of spite, boulders emerged to circle around the home, acting as a barricade.

Kahli knew that he could blow up the rocks, but it would damage the integrity of his house with shrapnel. With no words, he walked back to Manaco’s.

‘Good. He was leaving’, Zizi thought. She was not ready to talk to him. At Manaco's house, he was painting the outside stucco which had scuff marks from fire.

Kahli considered his options as he returned to his son’s place of home. Honourable suicide one of them. He looked down at Manaco at his work. “I could have fixed that.”

"It's fine, it's just a little scuffed. You can pick up a brush though." Manaco had paint splattered on his clothes and skin. While he was great at training dragons, running a section of the plantation, and his fire magic, he was not exactly the... artistic one. "I'd like to get this done before nightfall."

“Of course.” Kahli felt it needed to be done sooner or later, passing his son a wrapped present in a box. “Happy Birthday.”

"... you know, I sort of forgot about my birthday with... everything going on." Manaco walked inside his house, gesturing for his dad to sit down while he opened his present. "I... talked with Mom. Just for a bit."

“What did she have to say?” The box is itself was a wonderful wood carving, with the contents inside being a card of love from both Kahli and Zizi. “The present itself is the box. For storage my son.”

"Always can use more storage. Definitely can put keepsakes in here. Thank you." Manaco then set the gift aside. "Mom is... hurt, for lack of better word. She feels like you chose Zannah over her, over your family. I know she understands the implication of the bond and a life debt, though... it's complicated, Dad." The young man rubbed the back of his neck. "I can see your point and I can see Mom's point. Didn't help the fact that Grivy told Mom that you got nearly 700 kids out there. Mom is in-between wanting to choke you and throttle Zannah. I've never seen her like this... this... this mad." He sighed. "I don't know what to do."

“You could castrate me...”

"Dad, please don't take the the wrong way, but... there's no way in hell I'm going anywhere near your balls." Manaco looked a bit disgusted. "And the thought of castration even makes me queasy. Look, I think the best thing to do is just... figure out a solution to this Zannah problem. Maybe if you can figure out a way to pay off the rest of the life debt with something other than," He cleared his throat. "Sperm, then that would be one problem out of the way. Talking to Mom might be... difficult. You need to give her a little more time to cool down."

“You want me to go to Zannah alone?”

"Not necessarily. Though, I don't think Mom should go." Manaco grimaced. "She might do something rash."

“Agreed. She’d be killed.”

"Mom? Or Zannah?" Manaco clasped his hands together. "Ever since Mom found out she was the earth sage... forest sage? Whatever the title, her power has gotten stronger. Maybe she really can drain plant life... or give it."

“Zannah is more than just fire. She has mastered the powers of a god.”

"You truly think a real deity wouldn't put Zannah in her place?"

“You trust your mothers legends too much. I won’t bring any of you with me to see her.”

"Mom has seen the deities before, you haven't. Aunt Zarazu has seen them. They all saw them at the defeat of Vul'kar." Manaco told his father. "I have faith in them because Mom does. I believe they're here to help us. After all, if they didn't want us to survive, they never would have blessed us with these abilities." He then said. "I'll look after Mom and my siblings while you go to talk to Zannah. Just... come back alive."

“No. What if she kills me for wishing to defy her?”

"Why would she do that when she obviously still has use for you?"

“What if she kills one of you to punish me for thinking against her...”

"It's not like we're going to go there anymore," Manaco remarked. "And if she tried to kill one of us, it'd mean war. We may not be royalty, but we are the queen's nieces and nephews. Aunt Zar would be pissed. Uncle Covarog would be pissed."

“... You’re right. I don’t want to leave without speaking to your mother first though.”

"... you want me to convince her to talk to you?"

“Yes.”

"... I'll try. I can't make any promises. Though I will say, it might be best to meet outside the house." Manaco suggested. "How about the tree house?"

“We can do that. First, I need you to deal with the girl following me around.”

"Grievous? You want me to do... what?" Manaco told his father. "I'm not going to kill her."

“Scare her. Beat her in a fight. She doesn’t belong here, to either side of the family. I hear that Zizi cursed her out. And she made workers at the plantation uncomfortable by glaring any that drew too close.”

"... very well. You know she'll lose, right?"

“I don’t really care about the outcome.”

"Hmph. You could show a little faith, I am a good fighter."

Kahli rewarded his son with a half-hearted grin. “I know my boy. I didn’t train a welp.”

Outside, Grievous was brushing the scales of Sylvain, getting a purr out of the Wyvern.

Manaco really did not like to fight unless he had to do so. Sparring was enjoyable, but fighitng for real? That was a pain. Stretching, the eldest son of Kahli and Zizi approached Grievous. "My father wishes for me to spar you. Do you still wish to do so?"

“You mean it?” It was the first time Manaco broke through her stoic personality. She seemed lightly excited, like being told the possibility of going to the park. “I would be honoured. Do you?”

"Let's make a little bet," Manaco offered. "I win, you do what I ask and respect my mother. You win, you get to saunter around and I get to sing your praises. Deal?" He offered his hand.

Grievous didn’t take it. Handshakes came for after a duel, not before. She didn’t know if Manaco would throw her to the ground. “I do respect your mother. She’s been kind to a stranger. That’s... not something anyone can do. I merely need answers she can’t give.”

"Still, you didn't have to push her away. She was only trying to help."

“I don’t... I don’t need distractions. You don’t need me giving you all a reminder of your new pain.”

"That's what you think? Did you even bother to ask of what we really thought?"

“Fine. You can tell me if you win.” Grievous walked to the open road, taking a stance.

Manaco waited until Grievous was in position. He cracked his knuckles. His hands were scarred from years of training. Despite being half Waku, sometimes, fire could get out of control if he was not careful.

Anticipate his movements. Those words ran through her mind. Grievous looked Manaco up and down. She wasn’t so foolish as to charge in blindly with aggression. His hands were scarred, possible weak knees. His shift forward gave her the idea he was. She made the bet that she would need to attack his upper body after a strike low. Trip him up, strike him in head.

The sun came down just the right angle, and the girl rushed forward to take him down in three moves.

Anticipate the moves, that's always what his father told him. A warrior's greatest strength was not speed or brute force, it was simply being able to know what the opponent was going to do before it was done. It was like time moved in slow motion. Manaco saw her aiming, watching the glance of her eyes. Trip. He jumped over her leg. Strike to the side of the head. He blocked that with his face. Sucker punch to the face to stun. He caught her fist with one hand and then with the other, Manaco grabbed her by the throat with brute force and slammed her into the ground, the back of her head slamming hard into the gravel. He held her there, and she would not be able to move.

"... yield." He breathed.

Grievous had complete surprise on her face. She patted the side of his arm to tap out. It took a long moment to catch her breath, and to focus her vision from her skull rattling. “I... I tried to anticipate your movements. You’re a-a-” Instead of speaking more, Grievous threw up her lunch to the side.

"Yeah, I know I'm fast---?!?!?" Manaco released her throat and jumped back when she threw up. "... are you sick or did I throw you too hard?"

“Hard. You-” Able to wobble to her hands and knees, Grievous threw up for a few more rounds. “Oh god. I haven’t been beat that hard, so quickly in a while. I’m sorry for my pathetic after performance.”

Manaco patted her back. Gently. "It's okay, it happens to everyone sometimes. You uh... need some water to rinse out your mouth?"

“Yes please.” Grievous gripped his hand gently. “You’re a magnificent brawler. I’m a strategist myself. Can you help me go home?” She paused, frazzled by her response. “I mean Zizi’s.”

"I cannot go back to the Kikai Empire---oh." Manaco realized what she meant. "Yeah, we can go there. I'm about to go there right now. Come on, there's a lemonade stand along the way, it will do better to get the yuck out of your mouth besides water."

“Is ice cream good for head aches? I want to apologize to Keira and family as a sign of peace.” Grievous sounded rather meek. She didn’t have the energy to be indifferent with her age.

"For headaches? Not sure about that. But ice cream is always good when you're feeling low." Manaco ordered Grievous a lemonade and handed it to her. "Sip slowly. Let it sit in your mouth. Then swallow."

Grievous slowly took her sip, almost purring at the taste. “It’s very good.”

Kahli from his window as they walked off together, disappointed by his actions in not scaring her. However, he didn’t know how else to approach the situation.

~

The walk back to Zizi’s house was a stumble, with Grievous still finding herself woozy. Manaco held buckets of different flavoured ice cream for the whole family to enjoy. Turns out they’d walk in on a family dinner.

"And then he laughed so hard that Lon-Lon milk squirted out his nose!"

"That's great, sweetie, but can we talk about a topic that doesn't involve boogers and milk?" Zizi was trying to get Zaltana to hold still so she could wipe her mouth.

"How did you do on your math test?"

"I passed!"

"I got all good marks on my dragon-back test."

"I'm still waiting on my letter from the vet academy."

"Uncle Corsaire said I could shadow him on his next trip to the Zoran Islands."

There was a load of conversation at the table until Manaco walked into the kitchen with their favored dessert.

"ICE CREAM!!!" All the kids cheered and started to get up until Zizi barked.

"NO! Dinner first. Dessert second."

"Awww, but Mom---"

"Don't 'but Mom' me, you're eating real food first."

“Ow. So loud.” Grievous hobbled over to the couch, her tail wiggling off the side. She didn’t want to intrude on the family dinner, but she felt the need to express need for some quiet.

"...? She's back?" Keira looked surprised. "I thought you left."

"She returned." Manaco shrugged his shoulders.

“Head hurts. Will stay for a while.” Grievous groaned, a massive migraine taking hold of her. All she could think about besides the pain was tactics on how to beat Manaco.

"...?" Everyone exchanged confused glances. "Okay? Uh... Mom?"

"Just let her rest for a bit. If she's hungry later, she can get a plate."

“I will try your cream made of ice Keira.” Grievous’ tail poked a blanket next to it, but she felt to frozen by her migraine to grab it.

"...? Really? Who are you and what have you done with Grivy?"

"Don't you mean 'Grumpy', Keira?"

"Shut it, Urboro."

Taking a small bowl of strawberry flavored ice cream to Grievous, she then tossed a blanket over the girl's body.

“You’re the hooligan who swears in front of her siblings. Certainly worse than being grumpy...” Grievous took a whiff of Urboro as she came close. Seemed she skipped out on a shower and preferred cologne for the moment. “...stinky.”

"Eat your ice cream and be nice." Keira shoved the spoon in Grievous' mouth.

“Your sister smells though.” Grievous took a bite of the ice cream, slowly rolling her tongue for the flavour. A whole new world opened up for her. “This is amazing! It’s so soft and fruity. I’ve never had anything like it!”

"Strawberry is my favorite." Keira then told her. "Only eat a bowl a day or else, your stomach will hate you for it."

"But it's made of strawberry. Strawberries are healthy."

"This has milk and sugar added to it. Milk? Okay. Lots of sugar? Stomach ache."

"Oh." Grievous chose to reflect on her impressions against the family. "I apologize for being so distant. You seem like a very close family."

The family didn’t seem to reply, at least, in Grievous’ mind. With her headache getting the best of her, and being comfy on the couch, she eased herself into a deep sleep.

~

Zizi loved her family, though every now and then, she'd visit the tree house for a moment to herself. There were a lot of memories in this place. Sometimes, if Skull Kid felt like it, he'd leave her a note to visit him there. He was always playing with one of her younger children or finding a way to be a nuisance in the palace. She wondered if it was possible to turn back time, to undo some of the past mistakes. Though, if she did undo some, where would she be today?

That night, Kahli waited for Zizi to leave the house and go to the treehouse as Manaco promised she would. It seemed that Grievous would be staying the night inside. Good. No distractions from what needed to be done. With great burden on his mind, he quietly made his way up the treehouse steps, knowing his wife was waiting at the little table set.

Zizi had brewed tea, like she always did. A second cup was waiting for Kahli. As he entered the tree house, she said nothing.

Kahli slowly took his seat, grasping the tea cup. Giving her a respectful bow of the head, he freely took a sip. For a few moments, silence filled the air between them. “The time for talk is now then?”

"Say what you need to say." Zizi told her husband. "I promised Manaco I would listen."

“The truth. And nothing but the truth.”

"Truth or not, there is and will always be pain."

“Of course. That is my life. I suppose I could only delay it for a while.” Kahli took another sip of tea, his hands calm and steady.

"... I want to know why."

“Manaco thinks that you believe that Zannah was something I could have avoided before our marriage. You forget, I became indebted to her before we ever met. By sparring my life, I was forced into a spiritual contract with her. The Emperor could ask me of anything bar breaking my physical bond to you.” Kahli set his tea down, gently heating it up by trailing his finger around the rim and applying body heat. “I never imagined at the time she’d ask me to play such a large-scale plan in resurrecting my tribe. There’s always been so many variables with that Zizi. I couldn’t, mentally or spiritually, stop myself from fulfilling the terms of her life debt. Our god wouldn’t allow it, so it is physiologically for all Hasai that carry the flame. I’ve also gone back and forth in not caring for the Waku. I saw them as merely clones, donations of myself. How could they be my children. Yet, there was a small flicker in me that was glad to know Zannah sought to see my people revived after genocide. Yes, she has them as part of her military, but that has been part of Hasai culture since the conception of the Empire eons ago. But the most painful part was the pain I knew this would bring you if... when revealed. I tried my best to keep this ugly truth from the beautiful light of our family. I didn’t want the Empire to have complete control over our children, so I complied instead of taking my life.”

"... I should have killed her all those years ago when she first kidnapped me." Zizi was trying to keep her emotions in check, but the tree was evidence that she was highly upset and angry. The wood kept shifting. Leaves keep whistling and moving. "I tried to do the right thing by her and her people and look where it got me."

“I can’t argue. You saved so many lives. Zannah in turn created many, and turned a society of violence against their fellow man into unity. She’s... I don’t think she’s ever seen any of us as friends. Family and her subjects well being...”

"She's using them as pawns. Chess pieces. It sickens me."

“I could judge Covarog similarly.” Kahli was quiet, defeated in his voice. “Any questions on your mind?”

"Covarog can be an asshole but he doesn't keep secrets from my sister." Zizi gave Kahli a hard stare. "Grievous mentioned something about Zannah making you swear not to tell me, but I still can't..." She set down her tea cup, trying to focus. "I still cannot, for the life of me, wrap my head around you thinking that all of this would never come to light."

“Per the life debt, Zannah can give mental commands as well. One was to never speak of the process. I had no choice but to obey. My soul was trapped by it.”

"... even if that is the case... you never wanted to tell me in the first place."

“I did. God, I did.” Kahli had so little energy in his voice. And a deep pain that echoed through every fibre of his body.

"How do you ever expect me to trust you again?" Zizi could not even look at him, and instead, stared at her cup. "Your debt isn't even over from what Grievous said. I know you will go running back to Zannah, whether you wish it or not. I thought... at one point in time that the life of an assassin, a warrior, you would leave it behind completely. I thought you did to stay here with me, with our family. But..." She gripped her cup tightly. "You're a Waku... a Hasai... and I daresay sometimes, they want to be a pawn of Zannah's."

It was Kahli’s turn to not look her in the eye. “When have I last killed someone as an assassin. When have I fought in a battle last? As for my debt, I don’t know what else to do. What can I do Zizi?”

"I don't know when was the last time you did such a thing. Zannah might have commanded you to do so, and you did not tell me. You might be keeping that from me too and who knows what else." Zizi stood from her seat. "Go finish your debt to Zannah."

“I haven’t gotten over the thousand mark yet. What about our children Zizi? What about this family? Everything I’ve done, in both pride and shame, I’ve done for all of us.”

"If there was a way to get out of this debt to Zannah, wouldn't you have tried long ago?" Zizi scoffed. "Kahli, you're missing my point. How in the name of the heavens above do you ever expect me to trust you after this?"

“If I begged, she could simply silence me with a word. I alone can’t challenge her whim. My soul might be Zannah’s for now... but my loyalty and love are for you.”

"Loyalty and love go hand in hand with trust, Kahli." Zizi could barely even look at her husband. She felt sick. The Zemlja wanted to scream at him, she wanted to hurt him as much as he hurt her. She hated feeling this way. Zemljas were supposed to be peaceful, benevolent, keepers of the earth. She felt far from peaceful and eons from benevolent. "I want to forgive you, and I want to forget but... there is evidence in my home right now, sleeping beside of my children, of this whole fucked up situation." She took a sharp inhale. "And that poor girl deserves none of the blame. All she wants is some answers, and someone to tell her she's more than just another soldier under Zannah's thumb. But you?" Zizi shook her head. "All these years we've been together, I've never doubted you until now. I don't know if that doubt will ever go away. I don't know if I will ever be able to trust you again. As for Zannah," She gritted her teeth. "I will make her pay for betraying my trust. I thought she was my friend, our friend... and once again, I was blindsided."

“No!” Kahli’s tea shook with his voice. “Be angry with me. Blindly maim me as much as you like, but I will not endanger our children’s lives because you want to seek revenge against Zannah. Do you want war Zizi? Do you want our children to experience it?”

"You honestly think I'm dimwitted? I will not attack her in front of the Empire's citizens', Kahli, nor will I cause war between her and my sister." Zizi figured her husband would know better than that. "I am patient. I am clever. I will find a way to make her hurt without her ever knowing it was me."

“Don’t be a fool Zizi. Don’t seek vengeance.” Kahli shook his head, not knowing how to heal this. “What can I accomplish by going to Zannah now alone? Tell me.”

"Fool? You honestly think I cannot win against her, in any way, do you? She thinks she's untouchable, dares to say she's some sort of deity, and I will show her that she's just as vulnerable as the rest of us. Maybe not now. Maybe not tomorrow. But soon. I am a patient woman." Zizi then threw her hands up. "And what makes you think I have a damn clue what you should do? For all I care right now, you can go there and stay there until the debt is up." She walked toward the ladder. "I'm going to take care of my children and the newest addition to the family. You figure out a solution."

Kahli stood in the way of the doorway. “Zizi. This is my family too. Those are our children. How long can you keep me from them? I want to hold the triplets. I want to laugh at our sons jokes. We’re a family. I won’t be able to go on without you.”

"You can see your children anytime, Kahli." Zizi corrected him, trying to go around him, but he was being stubborn. "I won't keep them from you. You can hold the triplets, laugh at jokes, whatever you wish. But concerning me? What I need is time. Right now, I want nothing more than to scream at you, and to hurt you like you've hurt me. And I hate feeling that way. I don't like violence; I don't want to be violent." She then snapped; every moment close to him disgusting her. "Get out of my way!"

“Then I’m going to go sleep in my own bed.”

"The hell you are, you're not sleeping beside of me!"

“Then you don’t need to sleep in that bed.” Kahli made his way out the tree fort first.

"You're not staying in my house, you're going to Manaco's!" Zizi was out of the tree house and on the ground with the help of the huge branches. "I don't want you near me, I don't want to see you, I don't want to hear you! I don't care if you want to see the kids, but you're doing so elsewhere."

“I built that house. I built that bed. So how about this.” Kahli turned to Zizi, pointing a sharp finger at her nose. “I get one more final night in the comfort of my own bed. Then, in the afternoon, I leave for the Empire. I will confront Zannah, and I will find a way to pay off my debt, or die trying. Perhaps I can restore some honour I tainted between us with a worthy death trying. You have sisters you can go see for the night. You, the one who broke my ribs and STRUCK ME CAN GO!!! You nearly KILLED ME!!! I’ve never hit you or the kids all my life. I tried my best given a bad hand, so you will give me this one thing Zizi!” Kahli shouted at her, his fury at himself, a little towards his wife, and the world surfacing. “You can come back in the morning, and perhaps, if you’re wishes are strong enough, I’ll be dead by tomorrow night!”

"YOU DESERVED IT, YOU TRAITOR!!!" Zizi screamed back at him, a flash of green emitting from her skin. Thorns were sprouting once more and some plants even started to wilt. "You know what?! Fine! Go enjoy one last night in that house. You can take care of the kids, you can take care of the chores, and you can go kiss Zannah's green ass because spirits knows, you rather be at your be serving your precious Empire rather than here! I'm fucking tired of your excuses! That's all I've heard, not you owning up to your mistakes! Blame it on whatever life debt or god or reason you want to, I will never trust you again! And you can bet that I will find a way to make that bitch pay! Whether you think it's foolish or not, spirits as my witness, I will make her world crumble just like mine has!" She used her magic to call forth some vines before using snark, saying, "Dead? You're the fool, Kahli, Zannah won't kill you. She still needs you for a debt, remember?"

Then, the vines carried her away from the greenhouse, away from Kahli, and not toward the castle, but toward the forest... if anyone would tolerate her presence without questions, it would be Skull Kid.

The Waki glared off into the darkness his wife vanished into. He deserved to be maimed? He was a traitor to his family? Nonsense. Did he deserve to be cast out? Perhaps? But to be nearly killed? What example did that set for the children? Tired, Kahli arrived back at his home, the moon covered by clouds tonight to mask his entrance. It seemed all his children were fast asleep. Tomorrow was a weekend, so no school for them. That would give him some time to speak to them if they wished. After scrounging around for some leftover food, the man went straight to the comfort of his bed. This night turned out to be nothing but hell for his mind.

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Previous Ch. https://mrneighbourlove.tumblr.com/post/611455983362949120/burnt-heart-ch-3-breach-of-trust

Next Ch. https://mrneighbourlove.tumblr.com/post/612492318747082752/burnt-heart-ch-5-reflection

Crossover with @ridersoftheapocalypse. In the ATOTR expanded universe with work from @figmentforms and @s-kinnaly.

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Bucketlist #39 - 53% (183/348)

FOOD & DRINK

Figo

Bar Ape

Pinky’s Ca Phe

Joe Beef

Shake Shack

Fisherman Clubhouse

Labothery

Mildred’s Temple Kitchen

Lavinia

Patois

Hot Star/Monga

Dark Horse

Seven Lives

Figures

Famous Last Words

Teabot

Veghed

Schlouppe Bistrot Nakamichi

La Betise

Lee

Kampai Garden

Bord’elle

Le Mal Necessaire

Peameal bacon sandwich

Canal Lounge

Big In Japan Bar

Marvens

Dine with a city view

Hibachi

Jellyfish

Butter Avenue

Red Bench

Marche Atwater

Candi Bar

Mme Lee

Romados

Wooffles & Cream

Terrasse Bonsecours

Cafe du Monde (beignets!)

King cake

Garde Manger

Au Pied du Cochon

Moishes

Twisters (aka Los Pollos)

The Boiling Crab

Blackstrap BBQ

Soul Cafe

Konjiki

Miku

La Cubana

The Dirty Bird

La Carnita

The Alley

Laduree

One Zo Tapioca

Fresh

Bone marrow

The Wilcox

Koo Koo

Ca Lem

Charcoal ice cream

Pizzeria Libretto

Deville Diner

RaviSoups

Momofuku

Sweet Jesus

Chick-Fil-A

Deep dish pizza

Wah Sing

Mon Ami fried chicken

Kekou

Burger Priest

Mr. Puffs

Fugo

Kensington market

Doughnut cone

Pai

Chipotle

Koa Lua

Brigade Pizzeria Napolitaine

Raclette

The Lockhart

Ebisu

Randolph Pub Ludique

Thai style ice cream

C’Chocolat

The Halal Guys

Poop Cafe

Pumpkin spice latte

L’Avenue (+ check out bathroom)

Marche Jean Talon

Le Poke Bar

La Diperie

Firewhisky

Creme des Neiges

Tsujiri

Qing Hua dumplings

Escondite

Mandy’s

Cadbury creme egg mcflurry

Le Lab

Yokato Yokabai

Triple sake bomb

Nilufar

Shaved ice

Captain’s Boil

Have a huge turkey leg

Uncle Tetsu cheesecake

Baklava

Home cooked dinner by candle light

Five Guys burgers

Bang Bang ice cream with HK egg waffle cone

Ganadara

Lola Rosa

Sour amaretto

La Belle et la Boeuf

Allo Mon Coco

Kinka Izakaya

Mochi ice cream

Snakes & Lattes

Cat cafe

Kem Coba

Crawfish

Kinton Ramen

Kazu

In N Out

TRAVEL

Switzerland

Museum of Ice Cream

Allen Gardens

Scandinavia

Watkins Glen State Park

Brooklyn bridge

Canadian Rockies

CN Tower edge walk

Go up the CN Tower

Croatia

Costa Rica

Cinque Terre, Italy

Return to Florence

Hike in Hawaii

Alaska

Zion National Park, Utah

Travel to random location with no itinerary

Hike the Inca Trail

Thailand

Vietnam

Spain (especially Park Guell)

Visit 6 continents (no Antarctica)

Study/work/volunteer abroad

Northern Lights

New Orleans

Go on a cruise

Sunset in Santorini

Gondola ride in Venice

Real sushi in Japan

Asia tour

Europe tour

Giant turtles on Galapagos Islands

LOTR areas in New Zealand

Paris

Watch a show in Vegas

Walk across the Golden Gate bridge in SF

Broadway musical in NYC

Scuba dive in Great Barrier Reef

Stroll through Central Park

Antelope Canyons, Arizona

Board down the Alps

Nordik Spa

Vancouver

Bruce Peninsula

Montreal love sign

Toronto Islands

Casa Loma

Art Gallery of Ontario

Road trip

Chicago

Scarborough Bluffs

Humber bridge

Toronto sign at night

Albion falls in Hamilton

Brookfield Place

Diagon Alley

Fly by myself

Hike Dundas Peak

Ripley’s Aquarium

Disneyland LA

Walk of Fame in LA

Cable car in San Francisco

Disneyworld Orlando

Drink Butterbeer at Wizarding World of HP

Pompeii

Acropolis

Colosseum

Florence

LEARN

Roll own sushi

Make pretty macarons

Take cooking class

Cook a really mean steak

Curl own hair nicely

Dance (ballroom, latin and contemporary, a little bit of hip hop)

Sewing basics

Make mochi ice cream

Bike.. properly (this is embarrassing)

Make pie from scratch

Make pizza from scratch (bonus: try to throw it in the air)

Billiards

Skating

Snowboarding

EVENTS

Hot air balloon festival

Osheaga

Have surprise party thrown for me

Van Gogh exhibition

Choir Choir Choir

Watch ballet

LOTR in Concert

1920s party

Obstacle course race

Easter egg hunt

Scavenger hunt (bonus: picture scavenger hunt)

Throw successful surprise party

Floating lantern festival

Attend a legit masquerade ball

Disney on Ice

Nuit Blanche

White party

Toga party

GoT in Concert

Infinity Mirrors exhibit

Throw big house party

Igloofest

Ugly Christmas sweater party

Attend a concert

Meet Us the Duo

Chihuly exhibition

Ottawa Tulip Festival

Toronto Christmas Market

Food truck festival

Paint Night

Zelda symphony

Color Me Rad

Tam Tams

Piknic Electronik

Watch a musical

Lion King the musical

New Year’s kiss

Bake birthday cake for someone

Cosplay at Comic Con

Cirque du Soleil

ACTIVITIES

Strip club

Bite Bar

Pursuit OCR

Axe throwing

Partner yoga

Laser tag

Skyzone/iSaute

Snorkeling

Archery tag

Dragon boat

Sailing

Paragliding/parasailing

Jet ski

Horseback riding

Archery

Paintball

Huge snowball fight with forts

Rock climbing

Bungee jump

Skydive

Dog sled

Ice fishing

Go karting

Aerial yoga

Pole dancing

Beach volleyball

Ceramic cafe

Stand up paddle board

Tandem bike

Water gun/water balloon fight

Escape room

Musical swings

Spa

Zipline

Tubing

Canoe/kayak

AT LEAST ONCE

Ride a camel

Be apart of human pyramid

Swim in deep fresh water cave

Skinny dip

Hide n seek in Ikea

Fish pedicure

Bathe an elephant

Take antique theme photo

Climb tall tree

Infinity pool

Build elaborate sand castle

Do flip on trampoline

Cliff dive into water

Swim with dolphins

Hold/pet tiger cub

Professional photoshoot

Explore sea cave

Pottery wheel

Fruit picking

Be apart of flash mob

Cross hanging bridge

See cherry blossoms in full bloom

Sing at live karaoke bar

Mistletoe kiss

Attach lock of love

Catch bouquet at wedding

Get drawing done by artist

Go underneath/behind a waterfall

Gingerbread house

Carve pumpkin

Hike up mountain

Shoot a gun

Ride an elephant

PERSONAL

Own 1861 dress

Make a singing/ukulele/dance cover

Finish Millennium original trilogy

Have a table at a convention

Send postcard to PostSecret

Weigh at least 115 lbs

Donate blood

Watch all the Oscar’s best pictures (25/90)

Play Kingdom Hearts

Beat Zelda game

Be a bridesmaid

Adopt a puppy

Catch ‘em all on Pokemon Go gen 1 (144/144)

Finish LOTR trilogy

Sell piece of artwork

Try watercolor

Obtain driver’s license

Reread The Little Prince

Design business cards

Make own website for artwork/portfolio/demo reel

Dye hair

Own ugly Christmas sweater

Make Facebook art page

Get celebrity’s autograph

Go to movies alone

Get gym membership

Studio internship

Inktober

Screen animation at film festival

Donate hair

Display artwork in gallery

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Bucketlist #38 - 52% (179/344)

FOOD & DRINK

Joe Beef

Shake Shack

Fisherman Clubhouse

Labothery

Ji

Mildred’s Temple Kitchen

Konjiki

Lavinia

Patois

Hot Star/Monga

Dark Horse

Seven Lives

Figures

Famous Last Words

Teabot

Veghed

Schlouppe Bistrot Nakamichi

La Betise

Lee

Kampai Garden

Bord’elle

Le Mal Necessaire

Peameal bacon sandwich

Canal Lounge

Big In Japan Bar

Marvens

Dine with a city view

Hibachi

Jellyfish

Butter Avenue

Red Bench

Marche Atwater

Candi Bar

Mme Lee

Romados

Wooffles & Cream

Terrasse Bonsecours

Cafe du Monde (beignets!)

King cake

Garde Manger

Au Pied du Cochon

Moishes

Twisters (aka Los Pollos)

The Boiling Crab

Blackstrap BBQ

Miku

La Cubana

The Dirty Bird

La Carnita

The Alley

Laduree

One Zo Tapioca

Fresh

Bone marrow

The Wilcox

Koo Koo

Ca Lem

Charcoal ice cream

Pizzeria Libretto

Deville Diner

RaviSoups

Momofuku

Sweet Jesus

Chick-Fil-A

Deep dish pizza

Wah Sing

Mon Ami fried chicken

Kekou

Burger Priest

Mr. Puffs

Fugo

Kensington market

Doughnut cone

Pai

Chipotle

Koa Lua

Brigade Pizzeria Napolitaine

Raclette

The Lockhart

Ebisu

Randolph Pub Ludique

Thai style ice cream

C’Chocolat

The Halal Guys

Poop Cafe

Pumpkin spice latte

L’Avenue (+ check out bathroom)

Marche Jean Talon

Le Poke Bar

La Diperie

Firewhisky

Creme des Neiges

Tsujiri

Qing Hua dumplings

Escondite

Mandy’s

Cadbury creme egg mcflurry

Le Lab

Yokato Yokabai

Triple sake bomb

Nilufar

Shaved ice

Captain’s Boil

Have a huge turkey leg

Uncle Tetsu cheesecake

Baklava

Home cooked dinner by candle light

Five Guys burgers

Bang Bang ice cream with HK egg waffle cone

Ganadara

Lola Rosa

Sour amaretto

La Belle et la Boeuf

Allo Mon Coco

Kinka Izakaya

Mochi ice cream

Snakes & Lattes

Cat cafe

Kem Coba

Crawfish

Kinton Ramen

Kazu

In N Out

TRAVEL

Museum of Ice Cream

Nordik Spa

Allen Gardens

Scandinavia

Watkins Glen State Park

Brooklyn bridge

Canadian Rockies

CN Tower edge walk

Go up the CN Tower

Croatia

Costa Rica

Cinque Terre, Italy

Return to Florence

Climb Stairway to Heaven in Hawaii

Alaska

Zion National Park, Utah

Travel to random location with no itinerary

Hike the Inca Trail

Thailand

Vietnam

Spain (especially Park Guell)

Visit 6 continents (no Antarctica)

Study/work/volunteer abroad

Northern Lights

New Orleans

Go on a cruise

Sunset in Santorini

Gondola ride in Venice

Real sushi in Japan

Asia tour

Europe tour

Giant turtles on Galapagos Islands

LOTR areas in New Zealand

Paris

Watch a show in Vegas

Walk across the Golden Gate bridge in SF

Broadway musical in NYC

Scuba dive in Great Barrier Reef

Stroll through Central Park

Antelope Canyons, Arizona

Board down the Alps

Vancouver

Bruce Peninsula

Montreal love sign

Toronto Islands

Casa Loma

Art Gallery of Ontario

Road trip

Chicago

Scarborough Bluffs

Humber bridge

Toronto sign at night

Albion falls in Hamilton

Brookfield Place

Diagon Alley

Fly by myself

Hike Dundas Peak

Ripley’s Aquarium

Disneyland LA

Walk of Fame in LA

Cable car in San Francisco

Disneyworld Orlando

Drink Butterbeer at Wizarding World of HP

Pompeii

Acropolis

Colosseum

Florence

LEARN

Roll own sushi

Make pretty macarons

Take cooking class

Cook a really mean steak

Curl own hair nicely

Dance (ballroom, latin and contemporary, a little bit of hip hop)

Sewing basics

Make mochi ice cream

Bike.. properly (this is embarrassing)

Make pie from scratch

Make pizza from scratch (bonus: try to throw it in the air)

Billiards

Skating

Snowboarding

EVENTS

GoT in Concert

Hot air balloon festival

Osheaga

Have surprise party thrown for me

Van Gogh exhibition

Choir Choir Choir

Watch ballet

LOTR in Concert

1920s party

Obstacle course race

Easter egg hunt

Scavenger hunt (bonus: picture scavenger hunt)

Throw successful surprise party

Floating lantern festival

Attend a legit masquerade ball

Disney on Ice

Nuit Blanche

White party

Toga party

Infinity Mirrors exhibit

Throw big house party

Igloofest

Ugly Christmas sweater party

Attend a concert

Meet Us the Duo

Chihuly exhibition

Ottawa Tulip Festival

Toronto Christmas Market

Food truck festival

Paint Night

Zelda symphony

Color Me Rad

Tam Tams

Piknic Electronik

Watch a musical

Lion King the musical

New Year’s kiss

Bake birthday cake for someone

Cosplay at Comic Con

Cirque du Soleil

ACTIVITIES

Strip club

Bite Bar

Pursuit OCR

Axe throwing

Partner yoga

Laser tag

Skyzone/iSaute

Snorkeling

Archery tag

Dragon boat

Sailing

Paragliding/parasailing

Jet ski

Horseback riding

Archery

Paintball

Huge snowball fight with forts

Rock climbing

Bungee jump

Skydive

Dog sled

Ice fishing

Go karting

Aerial yoga

Pole dancing

Beach volleyball

Ceramic cafe

Stand up paddle board

Tandem bike

Water gun/water balloon fight

Escape room

Musical swings

Spa

Zipline

Tubing

Canoe/kayak

AT LEAST ONCE

Ride a camel

Be apart of human pyramid

Swim in deep fresh water cave

Skinny dip

Hide n seek in Ikea

Fish pedicure

Bathe an elephant

Take antique theme photo

Climb tall tree

Infinity pool

Build elaborate sand castle

Do flip on trampoline

Cliff dive into water

Swim with dolphins

Hold/pet tiger cub

Professional photoshoot

Explore sea cave

Pottery wheel

Fruit picking

Be apart of flash mob

Cross hanging bridge

See cherry blossoms in full bloom

Sing at live karaoke bar

Mistletoe kiss

Attach lock of love

Catch bouquet at wedding

Get drawing done by artist

Go underneath/behind a waterfall

Gingerbread house

Carve pumpkin

Hike up mountain

Shoot a gun

Ride an elephant

PERSONAL

Own 1861 dress

Make a singing/ukulele/dance cover

Finish Millennium original trilogy

Have a table at a convention

Send postcard to PostSecret

Weigh at least 115 lbs

Donate blood

Watch all the Oscar’s best pictures (25/90)

Play Kingdom Hearts

Beat Zelda game

Be a bridesmaid

Adopt a puppy

Catch ‘em all on Pokemon Go gen 1 (144/144)

Finish LOTR trilogy

Sell piece of artwork

Try watercolor

Obtain driver’s license

Reread The Little Prince

Design business cards

Make own website for artwork/portfolio/demo reel

Dye hair

Own ugly Christmas sweater

Make Facebook art page

Get celebrity’s autograph

Go to movies alone

Get gym membership

Studio internship

Inktober

Screen animation at film festival

Donate hair

Display artwork in gallery