#i can feel myself emerging from that fog tho

[elliscousland]

playing around in the bg3 character creator made me consider tweaking ellis' design a bit. i'm going to my friend's place for an art night so we'll see what happens

[narcjsistx]

Hello!! Can I plz request Kanto! Mikey x reader where he meets her for the first time and becomes obssed with her? Like maybe the reader accidentally stumbled across their meeting area whilst walking home and some of his members tried to scare her off but she just beat them up and then looks at Mikey with boredom and is like "keep your dogs in place" before walking off home and things can go from there. It's ok if no tho! :)

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— A normal day

I remember few about that day. I have vague memories of seeing my subordinates get in line, something routine, of no importance except for the fact that I wasn't the one doing it that time. Among the fog of hazy memories of that day 2 years ago there is something that emerges clearly, like a snapshot that I can't forget: her gaze

I had no idea who you were or why you were there. I had never cared about knowing people, their names or their faces, I barely remembered those of my most trusted managers. Yet, the way you looked at me, that mixture of calm and determination, struck me. It was unlike anything I'd felt in a long, long time. For a period that I couldn't even quantify, I felt empty, almost insensitive to everything. But in that instant, something was different

I can't say what it was exactly, but I know I felt something move inside me, something I thought was now lost. It was as if your gaze had touched a deep point, awakening a part of me that I had buried. It wasn't fear or curiosity. Maybe it was a feeling, something I couldn't define but which made me feel a sort of warmth. There, in that moment, I realized that there was still something in me, something that he could still feel

I remember clearly how that moment changed everything. It was like a spark that lit something new inside me. After a long time of feeling nothing, of being numb to the world around me, her look made me feel something different. And from there, a fixed thought was born, a desire that I could no longer chase away. I didn't know who that girl was, or what her name was. I had no idea what she did, what her world was. But none of this mattered to me. What struck me, what haunted me, was the sensation she made me feel. I was convinced that if she had managed to spark something in me, it had to be important, someone useful and interesting in my life

I started looking for her relentlessly. I found myself thinking about her all the time, wondering where she was, what she was doing. I couldn't concentrate on anything else. I was certain that finding it would be the key to understanding more about myself, to awaken that part of me that I thought was dead. My research became an obsession, a mission I couldn't escape. I was determined to find her because I knew that somehow she had the power to change something inside me, to give me a new direction. It had to be mine, or at least I had to find out who she really was

A few months later I found it. It wasn't easy, but I finally managed to find out who she was: I learned that she was a student at a school attended by Kokonoi. That detail was the key that allowed me to get close to her without arousing suspicion. I didn't want her to know how hard I'd worked to track her down; I wanted everything to appear casual, natural. So, I planned each meeting down to the smallest detail. I created fake situations, occasions where it seemed like we were in the same place by pure chance. I made sure to meet her in the school corridors, in nearby bars or at some party organized by mutual acquaintances. Each time, I introduced myself as if it were just a coincidence

We started talking, exchanging a few words at first, nothing too demanding. But those brief conversations were enough to start building a bond, or at least to make her believe that our relationship was happening spontaneously. Every step I took was calculated, every gesture aimed at making her closer to me, without her suspecting me in the slightest, that boy she had looked at with such a grim gaze but who had made me fall irreparably in love. I was increasingly convinced that there was something special about her, something that made me want her in my life

"What color then?" you say in your usual high-pitched voice, while looking at your miniskirt in front of the mirror. All the boys stop talking while I turn boredly towards you, looking at you with the usual attention. Pink suits you "Pink is better, babe" I say waving at you. Only when I stopped talking to you do the Haitans come back to talk about the main topic

In the end, after less than six months, she declared herself. Everything went exactly according to my plan, as I had planned from the beginning. Every move, every word, every false encounter had led to this moment. And when she finally told me how she felt, I wasn't surprised. It was exactly what I expected.I t was normal to find you at meetings, sitting on my lap or lost in your thoughts, focused on something else while I talked to my men. No one dared say anything against you, nor questioned your presence. You had now gained a sort of silent respect, or maybe it was just fear: they knew you were important to me. You had discovered about Kantou anonymously, reconnecting by a pure act of coincidence that meeting of ours in which those bastards had annoyed you

Oh yes love, just coincidence. I definitely didn't look for you assiduously for months and months just because you made me feel something just by looking at me for less than 10 seconds. Pure and simple... randomness, absolutely

"The black one doesn't look bad on me either!" you say putting your black skirt over your pink one. The room becomes silent again, a gesture that ultimately amuses me. I get up slowly, arriving behind you; my hands end up on your hips, stroking them in the way that I know gives you shivers "You could wear a shit-colored one and still be the most beautiful girl in the world. I'll finish with the boys, wait for me upstairs ok?" I say, and without making any gestures I see you nod and then go up the stairs to my apartment

The meeting then continues peacefully for another half hour. The boys leave in a hurry and as soon as I turn around I find you sitting on the last step "Since when have you been there, babe?" I say going back to the big sofa, taking the heavy Kantou jacket off my shoulders "Since everyone left. I was waiting for you" you say getting up. I feel a slight pressure as I see you sit on my lap "You always spend a lot of time in meetings and give me few ttention" you say, and I involuntarily I giggle at your words "You're just very needy" I say running my hand up and down your entire back

This was just one of the typical moments of our days. You need attention like a puppy and I'm happy to give it to you. I don't know the difference between love and obsession, for me they are the same thing until you decide you have enough of me; and so things go and will go, according to my plan drawn up to become and stay your other half

[fuzzy-wuzzy-pup]

Thinking about Sir tizing me and leading me into my cage midway in a half asleep nap state.

Holding onto me first and softly petting me and cooing at what a pretty play thing and pup I am and how soft and easy I ams...

And then opening cage and moving me inside. I don't argue or complain and I crawl inside and collapse inside so weak and feeling all drugged and sluggish. Inside its blacked out so I can't see out but she can see me.

I whimper softly half of me finally realizing what's happening and she takes her fingers and scratch my chin and ear and coo again saying don't worry that she'll "not be gone too long my pretty lil thing" and that there is plenty of toys inside the big crate for me to play with and she has a camera and monitor inside so she can watch me anytime she wants.

She removes my leash hook on collar and closes the door and makes a lock sound via her phone. It's not really locked you see. It's just a signal to my brain that I can't escape or leave the cage unless an emergency happens or I feel unsafe and absolutely need to. It's just a safety measure she installed so her pretty pet can't escape unless truly needed / or she says the sound again to release it.

I slowly look around in the hazy brain fog as she walks away and out blowing kisses at me even tho I can't see her. I notice that there is lots of chew toys layered around, soft blankets and even more... I notice there's an attachment to the back wall and looks like decent sized cock mount. I turn slowly and notice theres another in the front... And it hits me... With the position of how it is... In order for me to relax not curled up tightly... I have to position myself onto the cock behind me and in front in my mouth at least partially inside both holes...

While I'm debating on how to get comfy... My holes start to drip and twitch without any control of my own... I ponder for a second on how I got to be so horny so quickly especially in my sleepy state... But realizing as the ache grows it doesn't really manner... Plus she's gone and who knows how long she will be... I can't even relax in the position I'm in now... So may as well get on them to at least just get comfy... I mean there's no real harm in it... I can always hop off before she gets back...

I twist my hips around so that its firmly placed in my drippy cunt... And whimper slightly at uncomfortableness moving my body and having my neck sideways... So I quickly then place my mouth onto the one in front at least to get the neck cramp out (or so I tell myself).

I close my eyes and get comfy with the pillows under me since they are low enough I can partially lay on my side. A few minutes go past and as tired as I was... I start to get a lil bored and my cunt and mouth get more and more drippy... I don't know how long its really been but I suppose I might as well try and quench the ache a lil bit... Right?

A few more minutes pass and I'm still so so drained and start to pant and twitch... But the little light makes it hard to have a sense of anything... And there's this... Buzzing sound... I'm not sure if it started recently or been there from beginning?

I can only ponder it though for two seconds before I feel pressure and then all of a sudden the dildos start moving... I gasp loudly and feel them rock back and forth. I shuffle a bit shocked and gulping as the dildo in my mouth which was only half an inch inside starts to pound... Harder... And increasing in speed... I start to whimper and suck on it as I have no choice anymore...

Next the dildo in my cunt starts increase in depth. But instead of dipping in and out it starts to only go at the depth where its stuck inside me always. Pouding from entrance to deep inside filling me in full... I twitch and drip and start to hear sloppy sounds coming from my holes...

At this point I can't even utter a word as my holes are continued to be fucked... Brain shutting down... Cock... Cock... Cock... Fuck... It feels so good... Mmmmf... Druikkkjgdssyllnsaet... Eyes rolling back... Helpless stuck in endless rolling pleasure... Just barely choking on the dildo in my mouth but enough I have plenty of air to breathe and not enough to make my gag reflex trigger too badly...

Hrs pass and the dildos slow at times giving me rest but then continuing again almost as if its being controlled exactly when it needs to be... Or maybe a timer... I don't know and don't care anymore... It feels so good... To be fucked over and over and so completely helpless...

As I lose myself the buzzing sound increases... I don't actively notice its not just buzzing till it's way too late... It's words...

Empty. Docile. Happy. Obedient. Doll. Fuck Pet. Slave. Serve. Obey. Pleasure.

Empty. Docile. Happy. Obedient. Doll. Fuck Pet. Slave. Serve. Obey. Pleasure.

Empty. Docile. Happy. Obedient. Doll. Fuck Pet. Slave. Serve. Obey. Pleasure.

Empty. Docile. Happy. Obedient. Doll. Fuck Pet. Slave. Serve. Obey. Pleasure.

Empty. Docile. Happy. Obedient. Doll. Fuck Pet. Slave. Serve. Obey. Pleasure.

As the key unlocks and she comes home... I don't even notice. Even when she comes near and smirks watching me... I'm so far lost in pleasure and defeat and complete obedience.

When she unlocks and opens the door my vision is so blurry and brain just focuses on her smell and how desperate I am for her... I can't think of anything else but serving and obeying her... And cock.

But all that comes out verbally is mumbling "Empty. Docile. Happy. Obedient. Doll. Fuck Pet. Slave. Serve. Obey. Pleasure." She smiles looking down at me and pets me softly and replies "Goooood girl, that's right"

[oingo233]

By The Lake*Part Six

Summary:  A family friend offers you a place to stay to get away from an abusive past.  Her home is a place that you are familiar with, an old town with a large lake you spent many days in. You went there years ago for one full summer, where you became close friends with a very young Daryl Dixon.  You two were inseparable until you had to leave.  But now you’re back, escaping from a past much like his.  You will need to weave your way through the town’s problematic people, your own problems, and above all the confusing Dixon.  Will you two find your way back to each other again?  Or will he push you further away?  And above all, will your past cease to haunt you?

MasterList

Pairing: Young Daryl Dixon X Reader

Warnings: Mentions of abuse and violence(potential triggers), cussing, more mature themes(not smut or anything tho), slow burn romance, described wounds and injuries

Authors note:  I don’t own the character Daryl Dixon, he belongs to the creators of The Walking Dead.  This fic talks about abuse, and the terrible reality involved to spread awareness about the matter, not to romanticize it.                              

Word Count: 4.4k

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I woke up with Daryl sprawled out next to me, his back looks stiff and painful, but his hand was still holding on tightly to mine.  His hair shadowed his face, and his legs were spread wide apart, one dangling over mine.  If it weren’t for all the cuts, and bruises that littered his body, he would look like a normal teenager.  One that chases girls, and all the highs of life.  Sometimes, I forget that he is a teenage boy at all, he seems to always carry the weight of the world on his shoulders.  I go over each of his wounds, to check for infection or any changes.  All seems to be healing well so far.

I planned on letting him sleep for as long as he could, but Cherry had other plans.

“(Y/N)?”  She knocked at the door and I saw the door handle jiggle.  She was trying to get in.  But she would see Daryl!  “How’s your hand?”  I hear her ask.  “If you’re even awake...”  She mumbles to herself.  More knocking follows.  My heart is caught in my throat.  My hand is fine, and that is the problem.  

The bed shifts next to me, and I notice Daryl now wide awake.  He lets go of my hand with a slight blush, and runs his now free hand through his hair, wincing from the movement.  Cherry knocks again and he stops moving, we stare at each other with wide eyes.  Cherry’s knocking gets louder and she tries the door again, yelling my name.  Daryl and I remain frozen till he lightly hits my leg with his.  Letting me know I should do something.  He was glancing around at all the windows and I rolled my eyes.

“You are not jumping out a window Daryl.”  I whisper-yell, he narrows his eyes at me.  

“Then what the hell else are we gonna do?”  He whisper yells right back at me, his hand flying from his hair to the air.  

“Let me handle this.” I say, eliciting a look from him. 

“Oh great...”He mumbles.  I hide my laughter from his comment, along with my sassy remark, and head to the first aide kit.  

“Sorry Cherry, just woke up.  Let me-”  I yell through the door, I look down at myself, thinking of what to say.  But then I die inside, glancing back at Daryl only to catch him with his eyes trailing down my butt, my legs, and then his eyes roam back to mine and he blushes a deep red.  His hand rubbing the back of his neck as he avoids looking at me anymore.  “-get dressed.”  I finish my sentence, pulling my over sized shirt a little more down my butt and undies.  Faster than I ever have, I put on shorts, and wrapped my hand in gauze to further sell my lie.  The thought made me shrivel up with guilt.  “Coming.”  I say, breathlessly. 

I swing the door open, step out of it, and slam it shut behind me. Making sure Daryl won’t be seen.  He didn’t want anyone to know, and quite frankly, I didn’t want Cherry and Mark to know either.  I just kept him in my room overnight, and lied to them.  Plus, I want to ask Daryl something but that will have to wait.

She quirks her eyebrows up at me in question, and I shrug.  Ready to spit out another lie but she cuts me off, fingers in the air.

“I don’t want to know.” I nod along with her.  We walk back to the house together, making casual conversation.  She asked me about how I slept, and how my hand is doing.  She even offered to check it for me, which I quickly declined.  

We were all sitting down at the table when Rosie started to cry.  We all stopped everything, the loud clashing of metal on ceramic plates filled the room along with her sobs.  She ignored our questions and cooeing, as she lifted a shaky finger to me.  

“B-b-blood.” She blubbered out, words trapped in sobs.  I glance down at myself and see splotches of red staining all across my left side, in patches from my arm to leg, and finally to where Rosie was pointing, my face.  All on the side I was sleeping on, I suddenly remember the bloody sheets Daryl and I slept on; both of us too tired to care.  I cringe at my own stupidity, as Mark quietly excuses himself from the table with a slight gag.

“Oh my...here.”  Cherry gives me a wet cloth she dipped in her water glass, and swipes it across my face, catching the red stains.  I take it from her and rush to the bathroom.  I don’t emerge until Rosie stops crying so hard, and I’m fully clean.

“I’m okay sweetie.”  I coo, approaching her slowly and letting her see my clean skin.  She gives me a tight hug while Cherry rubs her back.

“How?”  She asks, eyebrows knotted.  I shrug, my cheeks heating as I think of a bloody, shirtless Daryl in my bed.  

“Hand, I guess.”  I say, not looking her in the eyes.  She nods stiffly.  I grab an extra plate of food, telling Cherry I was super hungry because of my cravings, and she excused my off behavior.  Truth was, I don’t think Daryl wanted rabbit from the woods as breakfast while he was this hurt.  I was almost out the door when she stopped me.

“Hey (Y/N)?”  I turn around and give her a warm smile, it drops quickly at the sullen expression she wears.  “Lets talk later.  Come early for dinner, yeah?”  I swallow thickly, and reassure her I’ll be early.  I rush out of there, thoughts racing with what she could possibly want to talk to be about.  My stomach lurched and I wanted to cry.  She knows...she knows about Daryl.  She’ll scare him off and he’ll never come to me for help.  His family will be shamed, and he’ll never be safe there again. She was going to yell at me for lying, and she was going to kick me out.  The plate feels heavy in my arms and I set it on the table on the cabin porch, not even remembering how I got there so quickly.

I miss the way the door opened slowly, to reveal Daryl as he hobbles over to me.  He set a rough hand softly on my shoulder, and rubbed it.  

“Ya goin’ to be okay? Ya look sick.” He whispers, turning me to face and hug him, he seems stiff with all this contact but I sink into anyway.  “I got ya, doll.  It’s okay.”  He held me until my breathing evened out, and I can now hear his steady but pained breathing, over my racing heart.  I don’t know what happened between us, or what will, but this felt right.  My question from earlier came rushing out before I could stop it.  

“Stay.” I murmur into his chest.  His arms drop from around me and twitch by his side.  A nervous habit of his.  He gnaws at the inside of his cheek, eyes wide on me.  

“What?” He asks. I swallow the lump in my throat and push the words out like vomit.  He could react terribly to this.

“I want you to stay here with me.  Cherry won’t and doesn’t have to know.  They rarely come by here anyway.”  He sits down by the food and stares in the direction of their white house.  Silently, he picks up the fork and starts to eat.  I sit opposite of him.  “You aren’t safe at your house.  Obviously...”  I motion to his wounded body.  “...we both know that to be a fact.  You’re safe here.  I’d never hurt you.”  The words echo in our mind, all too familiar.  “Stay.” and “would never hurt you.”  We’ve said those things to each other before.  I glance at the lake, the flat rock and remember the brush of his fingers on my face from last night.  the familiarity of it all overwhelmed me as my mind drifted to that one summer many years ago. 

****FlashBack****

It was raining, hard.  The enforced wood of the cabin made the raindrops sound like bullets.  It fogged my sleep, I dream of war.  Bullets firing in the air, explosions.  I was shot.  I woke up with a jump.  Feeling my torso for the ghost wound.  I exhale deeply, trying to calm myself.  My mother is sound asleep next to be on the bed.  Over the loud rage of the weather I heard another sound.  Something was running.  A sob broke through the air and I froze.  It was a person running.  

I was petrified, all I could do was listen to the crashing of footsteps in puddles, and loud cries.  Who was here?  After my nightmare, it was easy for me to imagine the worst.  A murder?  A stalker?  An intruder?  My mother snored softly beside me and a sense of calm washed over me.  I must protect us, I realized.  The sounds faded away and soon there was just rain.  But I knew the person still had to be around. Daryl taught me how to throw a good punch, “the old one, two” he called it.   He also taught me how to shoot the crossbow, but that was safe with him at the moment.  

On shaky legs I peeked out the window to see where this person was.  I looked across the whole area but couldn’t see anyone.  Until a shadow moved off in the distance.  It was hard to see in the night, let alone in the middle of the storm.  The figure was dark, but I saw as it sat at the edge of Daryl and I’s rock.  Head in their hands.  Crying.  Why would a murder cry?  They wouldn’t, I thought.  Maybe someone needs my help.

Without a second thought I grab my blanket to shield myself from the cold, and I unlock the door.  I rush out using the blanket over my head as I stepped over twigs and mud puddles to reach the side of the lake the person was on.  I reached the person in a couple of minutes.  My legs were shaking like the ground during a quake, and all I could think of was if this person would hurt me or not.  I push forward every ounce of courage I have as I shout over the rain a few feet from the person.

“Who are you!  What the hell you doing here!”  I yell.  The figure nearly jumps out of the air, I swear I heard a deep sob before it was muffled by a false chuckle.  “Ya always check in on strangers in the middle of the night alone?”  Silence engulfed us as I wondered why he sounded so familiar. 

“N-no.”  I stutter out. “That’s smart.”  Daryl's voice echoes into the night sarcastically. Relief nearly knocks me over, but my frown only deepens. I scowl, sitting down next to him. “Only when they cry like a baby.”  I joke, but it was badly taken.  He stiffened by my side, puffing his chest out. He dragged a hand roughly down his face, wiping his nose and giving me a deadly glare.  “I ain’t crying.  It’s raining smart ass”   I don’t push it further, I just nod my head and stare off at the water when I notice Daryl finding it harder to compose himself.  

“You never answered my question.”  I say softly, watching his eyes fill up with tears.  He scoffs.

“Don’t ‘ave to.  You ain’t the boss of me.”  He was grumpier than usual.  A thick silence took over the conversation.  The rain was letting up slightly, just a slight drizzle now.  The crickets were creating beautiful music, as the droplets created ripples on the lake.  It was straight out of a movie, peaceful and calm--a sob broke through the chorus of forest animals.  Daryl’s head was in his hand.  

“He beat me (Y/N).  He really beat me.” He cried, tugging at his hair.  Under the moonlight I could see bruises and little cuts sprinkled along his arms.  His cheek swollen large, he has a black eye.  I wiped a tear from my face and tried not to focus on the sense of dread and anxiety welling up in my chest.

I wrapped the soggy blanket around both of us, Daryl laid his head on my shoulder as he cried quietly.  I could tell he was struggling to calm down, my heart ached at the thought of how afraid he must be.  He was just a boy, and he would have to return to all this pain and fear in the morning.  And everyday after.  With my arm across his back for the blanket, I wrap my hand softly around his arm and rub up and down, humming a song softly in his ear. He choked on his breath a couple times before his breathing evened out and he was relaxed into my side.  Never have I seen him like this, so vulnerable and terrified.  My song ended and I look down.  Daryl was sound asleep.  I chuckle to myself.  Only he could sleep outside when it was pissing rain.  

Hair was falling onto his face.  I wipe it from his forehead and nearly cry out at the clot of blood it revealed.  There was a large gash coming from his hairline, the rain beat on it and I winced at the water ran red and fell down his face.  Panic swelled within me and I carefully removed him from me.  My mother would know what to do.  She could help.

I was nearly off the rock completely when I heard a sharp intake of air behind me, and Daryl yelling.

“Wait-”  He stood up and ran towards me.  We stared at each other for a long time.  My eyes kept following the blood down his face, but he was staring right into my eyes.  Pained breaths left him, but he looked frantic.  My eyes found his only to see a pool of blue fear.  Vulnerably.

“Stay.”  He whispered.  He reached for my arm gently, the blanket fell to the floor as he ran to me.  I stared at it, then the cabin, then back to his bleeding head.  I pull away carefully and he looked panicked.  “Please, stay.”  His voice shook.  After a few seconds I made up my mind.  I take his hand and walk him towards the woods, where the trees can offer us safety against the attacking weather.  He follows like a lost dog.  I leave him there for a second to get the blanket, then I throw it to the floor, making it just right.

I took his wet hand and held it in mine carefully as I sat us down on the mushy blanket,  better than the hard rock we were used to.  I was frustrated to say the least.  I was mad at his dad, who beat Daryl and did this to him.  Made him run alone, in the rain and dark, to the only safe place he knows. I was angry that I couldn't help him.  I was angry he wouldn't let me, and I was angry that I felt so damn emotional right now.  But my feelings must have shown because when I reached to touch his swollen cheek he flinched backwards, eyes shut.

I quickly retracted and held my hand to my chest.  “Oh Daryl...I’d never hurt you.”  Everything was frozen for a few breathless seconds.  His face scrunches up with agony and then he falls apart.  Laying his head on my chest he sobs.  Through his cries he tells me how scared he is.  But he didn’t have to tell me, he was trembling under my hands.  

“I’m here Daryl.  I’m not leaving.”  I repeat myself until he calms down.  My eyes burn with tears as I feel the lumps and welts on his skin, I keep my eyes on the water and try to think of when things will get better.  

We woke up to birds chirping away, not the sound of rain.  The sun peeked through the clouds and gave everything a blue shade to it, it must have been around 5 in the morning.  I was soaked through to the bone,and my mind took a moment to collect all the memories from last night.  My eyes pop open, searching for Daryl.  I didn’t have to look long.

Daryl was gazing at me with a soft smile on his face.  When our eyes met he dropped his and blushed a heavy red.  

“m’ sorry.”  He mumbled under his breath.  I grab his hand.

“It’s alright.  I don’t mind.”  I look around us, taking in how drastically the weather has changed, it pulls a chuckle from my lips.  The sound draws Daryl’s eyes back up to me, he chuckles too, although neither of us are sure why.  I sit up all the way and my hair tumbles into my eye.  

“Ouch.”  I gasp, trying to get it out of my eyes.  Embarrassment crawling up my neck at the thought of how bad I looked with my face scrunched up and my hands slapping at my face.  Daryl only smiled warmly, reaching a hand out he lightly replaced my own with his.  Within seconds my eyes felt better as his hand grazed my cheek, pulling the strand of hair behind my ear.  It was so simple, yet the very air around us shifted.  Emotions from last night, and a new sense of closeness engulfed us.  His hand cupping my cheek, his thumb tracing across my cheek bone, to my ear, and finally it pulls my lip out from beneath my teeth.  Every touch as soft as a feather.

His eyes were staring into mine, a sparkling blue I’ve never seen on him before.  It was quick, but noticeable when I glanced down at his pink lips.  I often dreamed about the way they could feel.  Were they soft?  Would they fit with mine?  He smiled, looking down at my lips and suddenly he was leaning in.  Everything was fading away, and as if on instinct our eyes fluttered shut.  Our lashes tickling one another.  

His lips were soft.  And I swear to god nothing would ever fit as perfectly as our lips together.  We moved in sync, our lips and emotions dancing with one another as we gave into our feelings.  Our bond.  My lips nearly kissed his teeth as his face spread out into the biggest smile I have ever seen.  He gave me no time to stare at his beauty before he dove down for another kiss.  Maybe we were too young.  Maybe this was a bad idea.  But I never felt those doubts with him before, and certainly not when he was kissing me like this.  Daryl was it for me, that much I was sure of.  If the eruptions of giddiness and calm were anything to go by, then it was that.

“You better take those lips off of her boy!”  The sound was shocking in the silence of the early morning, and the peace of our sweet moment.  We jumped back from one another to see Mr.Hendersons face bright red with rage. He was standing out on his porch in plain, navy pajamas.  A steaming cup of what I assume to be coffee in his hand as he stares at the two of us in shock and anger.  Without breaking eye contact his head shifts slightly to the side and he is yelling again.  “Sharron!  That Dixon boy is all over (Y/N)!  He’s poisoning our sweet girl!”  

Daryl was stiff at my side, I glance at him only to notice the familiar marks of shame on his expression, it was one he wore often.  But this time he wouldn’t meet my eyes.  I went to tell the Hendersons off when a soft call of my name came from the direction of Big Green.

“(Y/N)?  Honey!”  It was mother.  I could make out her figure, pulling her hands through a dress robe.  I was mortified to say the least.  My mother made me swear off of boys till I was 16.  Now she caught me kissing one with angry neighbors in the early morning, both of us soaking wet from the rain.  I stood up abruptly on shaky legs.

“Mom!”  I called, voice shaking and eyes watering as she put two and two together eyeing me up and down.  Before I could speak Mrs.Henderson came rushing out, hair in rollers.

“What!  (Y/N) did he force you!  Come here darling, I have a bath running.”  I take a step back from their direction, despite them being far away.  Both Daryl and I were speechless.  I knew my mom liked Daryl but what would she think now.  I shook me head fervently.

“N-no!  We wer-”

“Come back here (Y/N)!  We need to pack for tomorrow.  Thank you for your concern Sharron, but Daryl would never do such a thing.”  Mom said, I was beyond relieved.  

“You approve of this!  They’re too young!”  Mr.Henderson roared.  I was sure Cherry was going to hear and that’s the last thing I need.  

“No.” Mother set her glare on me, and I just about shriveled up under the heat of it.  “I don’t.”  Her word was final, I rushed across the lake into Big Green.  My hands were shaking as I wiped at my tears, face hot against my palms, lips still burning. Guilt sat like hot stones in my gut as I realized I never once looked back at Daryl.  To let him know it was okay.  The last thing he saw, was me running away.  Ashamed.

****End of Flashback****

The memory slightly shocked me, although it was never something I forgot, I never did look back on it often. I found it to be too painful.  But now, right now, here with him under the exact same set of circumstances, I’ve decided not to make the same mistake.  His words from last night echoed in my mind.  I left him too.  I refuse to leave him now.

“We can stay here together.”  I say softly, resting my hand on his forearm, he all but licked the plate clean.  He stares deep into my eyes, searching for any hints of uncertainty, or a joke.  He clears his throat and stares at the lake.  Nodding, he visibly relaxes.

“We’ll need to clean those sheets.”  He says.  My heart soars and I laugh.  

“Of course, no one is sleeping on those.  Rosie freaked when she saw me this morning.”  I laugh even harder, he chuckles eyeing me up and down.

“Oh yeah, I forgot to tell ya.  You never did look good in the mornings anyway though.”  He jokes, I lightly push at his shoulder, giggling.

“You’re one to talk, droolface.”  He swipes at the dry drool on his chin, reaching over he rubs it on me.  I run away from him into the cabin.  He puts the plate in a little sink and sits down on a chair inside, watching me strip the sheets off the bed. 

“I can help ya.”  He states, already getting up.

“Don’t.  You’re hurt now, treasure it because once you’re well I’ll have ya doing everything.  I hate chores.”  He scoffs under his breath, leaning back.

“Oh, I remember.  Miss princess.”  We both laugh, recalling all the times I’d have him do some of my chores that summer.  Folding laundry, and other things.  I told him it would give us more time together if we finished it together, but I’d leave him to it halfway through.  He never once complained.  It was in those times we had our deepest conversations, this time is no different.

“When did it start?”  He ask out of the blue.  I pretended not to understand, but I did.  My stomach dropped, I was just waiting for him to bring it up.  

“What?”  He takes a deep breath, as if it hurt him as much as it hurt me to even talk about it.  

“When did Carter...start hurting you?”  I take a deep breath, and fold the bloody sheets putting them off to the corner.  I take my time, sitting on the bed, getting comfortable, and then facing him.  Although I didn’t meet his eyes.  But my mothers words echoed in my head “What happened ain’t you’re fault.  You’ve been nothing but strong and deserving of love.  Don’t carry this shame with ya sweetheart.”  I meet his soft blue eyes.

“A year or two after us being together, three if you count being friends.  How do I just cut someone loose after that long?”  I take a shaky breath, he doesn’t speak, he knows I like to have my time.  “Love, it’s blinding sometimes.  A bruise here and there became a normal occurrence.  But so did apologies, and dinner dates, and promises that seemed more sincere than the last.  Months would go by where we were perfect, happy...then one wrong move on my part, or one bad day and...”  I didn’t even notice him come to sit next to me.  He grabbed my hand and kissed it.  A simple kiss at that, it gave me comfort, but the rest of my story will come another day.  Daryl could see it in my eyes, he gives my hand a squeeze and starts to talk himself.

“Home ain’t good for me.  I know it ain’t the same, but I know in some ways...it is.  I came ‘ere last night cause I didn’t feel safe nowhere but uh...”  His face blushes red and he clears his throat.  “Ya only ever been kind with me.”  I knew what he meant, I squeeze his hand.

“You feel like my safe place too, Daryl.”  His ears now turn a bright red and he gives me a small smile.  Nodding his head he awkwardly drops my hand.  

“Let’s get these clean, huh?”  Daryl says, picking up the sheets and carrying them outside, holding the door for me with his foot.  Hours later the sheets were clean and neatly laid.  Daryl and I talked for a while, reconnecting.  It felt nice being on fresh sheets, and starting fresh with Daryl.  For a while, everything was good.  But the next week would change everything.  Cherry’s news would drop a bomb in the small town by the lake, one that would leave it’s mark forever.

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1of4) FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! Just!!!! Fuck! I kno it just dropped so I dont wanna spoil anything (altho I guess u could just post this in a bit) but! Fuck!!!!!!!! Imma stick 2 mostly nonspoilery stuff, so! That line abt milk & fog was beautiful. The napkins!!!!!!!! I remembered the issue w/ the gun, was worried abt that along w/ Joxter lol. And hes! So comforting! The whole helm bit had v good 'Has been in emergencies b4 & is also a soft dad' vibes & will live in my head 4ever, tbh. Like idek what it

2of4) was exactly, it was just? Soft. So soft. ;-; And it had such like, idk, just an energy 2 it. Like I can see this man helping on the Oshun Oxtra during a storm, keeping his head in an emergency, being all competent, but I can also see him comforting little wee ones during a storm by telling stories. Like this is a man who would help a lost toddler w/o being intimidating, who would nick smth from his friend 2 b a pest & do that lil wink 4 the baby while they look 4 it so its their lil secret

3of4) like in that way grandpas do, yknow? Idk, I love alot of scenes from this fic but this one has such a feel of character & history & its just rly rly good. Anyways yeah! Fuck! Stop being mean 2 them tho omigosh. ;-; I mean like maybe also dont, so long as they turn out ok, cuz if The Mandalorian has taught me anything its that scruffy protective dads getting their asses beat is a whole Thing 4 me (finished season 2 btw & Fuccckkk, idk if ur caught up so no spoilers but Hot Damn), but yeah

4of4) basically just! Ur writing is excellent as always, my mom hasnt read it yet so I get 2 watch her freak out later, Im dying 2 see what happens, v worried but excited, I would print this out & bind a book out of it I stg, I think of it often (the stupid 'Kno him well enough 2 kno if he has a tail in his trousers' line, most recently), & just! Yeah! Also idk if I mentioned it but I got in2 English paper piecing recently & Im all hype abt it, thats my crafty update lol. - Irish Anon

Oh my gosh!! ♡ Irish Anon, thank you so very much! I’m so glad you appreciated soft dad Joxter; because I always get soft myself for soft dad. And I really like working Joxter’s sea-faring experience in where I can, because it just adds nice layers to his character I feel. (I’m also caught up on Mando and YEAH, I’m devastated). Again, I’m always so pleased to hear you’re enjoying the story, thank you for the lovely messages! 

[szopenhauer]

If money was no object, would you change your wardrobe? I would add to my wardrobe more than change

How do you/did you get to school? walk, then by bus

Have you ever been in trouble for something you honestly didn’t do? yep

Is the idea of having a secret admirer creepy or romantic? creepy

What was the last song you sung out loud? https://youtu.be/wycjnCCgUes

Were you excited to learn to drive, or scared? worried that I’ll waste my money

When was the last time you felt incredibly tired? today

In your opinion, who doesn’t deserve to be famous? many people

Was it hard for you to get up this morning? not really

When was the last time you colored with crayons or colored pencils? few months ago

Do you feel comfortable talking about your disorders, if you have them? depends

Where did you go on your last field trip? not sure which was last

Do you think you make a good first impression? no

Do other people’s first impressions stick with you? might

Have you ever had to give up on someone? sure

Would you rather break up with someone, or them break up with you? them break up with me (not my decision) but usually it’s the other way around

Do you think it’s okay to like a cover more than an original? umm...

Are you calm in emergency situations? depends

Who are you most attached to? my dad

What do you depend on other people for? money mostly :(

What goes through your mind when someone breaks up with you? depends

Do you match your shoes with your outfit? sometimes, it’s not that I have enough shoes to do that lol

Do you feel more comfortable with a male or female doctor/nurse? female 

What was the last thing you bragged about? not sure what was last

What’s the ugliest thing on your wall? umm...

Who’s your favorite philosopher? Schopenhauer because of all the memes

Do you think Freud was out of his mind? well I prefer Jung

Einstein? he was cool

Who’s your favorite painter/artist? I like many 

What day is it? Friday

Are you wearing anything blue?  nah

Do you know anyone named Graham? just bread :P

Are you sitting next to anyone? not currently

Do you dislike the last person you Facebook messaged? nope

Who’s the quietest of all your friends? K. always was 

Are you home alone right now? If so, where are the people you live with? my mom’s home, my dad is at work

Are you a chocoholic? noooo

Is there a song that reminds you of the person you love/like? Do you listen to that song often? one of them is t.a.t.u. - All the things she said

Do you listen to music while you fill out surveys? sometimes

In the past week, what song have you listened to the most often? not sure

While playing video games, do you prefer being first or second player? second 

How many people do you depend on? not many

How many people do you think depend on you? they could live without me

What is the worst color combination? brown and black?

Have you ever injured yourself walking around in the dark? yeah

What’s so scary about clowns, anyway? nothing to me and it’s annoying that they’re part of so many horrors

When was the last time you acted like someone you’re not? sigh...

How many hats do you own/wear? shitload

Do you ever receive comments on your weight? ppl are jealous of my weight so basically my illness :(

Is there anything that you do just to make other people happy? of course

What was the last thing that you wrote down [with a pen/pencil]? not sure what was last

Has anyone told you that you have a nice smile? my gf only

Are you uncomfortable with being photographed? yup

Do you like playing tic-tac-toe? I always win What about hangman? I played it couple of times Are you dangerously in love with someone? woah 

Are you cute or sexy? cute Is English your 1st language? it’s not Did you ever perform in front of your entire school? elementary - more than once Did your older sibling ever tell you freaky stories that you believed? one time she told me that school was flooded and there were fish and frogs and then I said that to my mom and she called me a liar and got mad even tho I explained to her it was my sister’s idea :(  Are you single and proud? you can be single and proud as well as be happy in a relationship too, I am in one now  Are you more happy when you’re with people or alone? 90% of time alone What do you think about guys shaving their legs? that’s their life Do you wear lipstick? nah Name something you lost or gave away that can never be replaced. I don’t wanna talk about it

What music album would be used for a movie about your life? soundtrack to my life would have to be a mix of songs from different bands/vocalists

Who was your first crush and what made them special? she was just adorable with her clumsiness and her perfect body and that face and voice and she was just a pretty cool friend to me and I wanted to take care of her so badly, she was the very first girl I ever had a crush on irl if not in general but she was hetero and she changed a lot (not in a good way in my opinion) Write about your first kiss. Was it everything you wished or hoped it would be? I... I never imagined my first kiss before it happened?...

Write about something you now know that you wish you knew earlier in life. How could this knowledge have helped you? blergh

Name one thing you feel brings out the good in people. there’s no such thing, it’s all about the person  If you invented a device that could fix one problem you are facing right now, would you use it? What problem would you like to solve? absolutely, my health issues Name something you found; what was it and where did you find it? I’ve found shitload of stuff but one thing was the most odd and that’s a taxidermy ferret shawl someone left on a bus stop - at first we thought with dad it must be alive but we came closer and realized someone lost their piece of cloth and we took it  Describe the longest amount of time you have ever been away from home. almost a month, I was in hospital Name a celebrity or famous person you wish would take you out on a date. - Have you ever seen a ghost? it seems, it was not just white but a little bluish, no legs and weird face - shaped like in a clay, mostly transparent, slightly glowing, it was in open doors of my room, I woke up with a weird feeling that someone’s watching me and I got really scared so I hidden under a blanket and didn’t look there again until morning, I was trying to convince myself it’s just a shirt that was hanged in the hall but mom said there wasn’t anything like that there at night, now I wish I could see that again hoping I would try to do something more brave about it, I kinda worry I was rude towards them whoever it was 

*btw my grandma said that after death some chemicals leave the body and fly like a fog through the cemetery if casket and grave aren’t blocking it too much Describe your note-taking style and habits. everywhere and usually not in line, can be even upside down, just random, different size, clue words etc. Do you believe that we are all here for a reason? What might the reason be? suffering to deserve heaven? Have you ever done something just to feel the danger, or to feel alive? I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real What are all your thoughts on god? overthinking... What did you learn today?  for example - that explaining things to people make me realize more than just thinking about something What 5 traits do people first notice when they meet you for the first time? ask them Have you ever carved your name or initials into a tree or stone? poor tree :( In what ways have you traveled? car, bus, train, bike, even a little bit by ship What historical events happened the year you were born? nothing interesting

Do you watch really old tv shows or movies from the 1970’s or earlier? sure

What would you do if you saw a complete stranger dealing drugs in public? nothing If you don’t have to be up by a certain time, do you like to sleep in as late as possible? no longer than 11 am What are you wearing at the moment? Is it for any particular reason? pajama because it’s past midnight and I should be asleep but I have to finally finish this survey then dry my hair and drink some water first Are either one of your parents retired?  my mom is and my dad will be soon Do you buy a lot of DVD’s, or do you tend to just watch everything online for free? watch online, I have no money for buying movies that I’ll watch less than 3 times Does everyone in your household own their own computer? nope

Are you a good gift giver? I try my best and been told that I am despite not being rich 

Do you know what XOXO stands for? hugs and kisses

What’s the first person who comes to your mind when you hear the word blue? me

Have you seen any of the Harry Potter movies? first ones

Do you like your significate others siblings? I don’t know her brother

Have you ever recieved a singing birthday card? omg I loved those and I wish I got one :(

Do you remember who your kindergarten/pre-school teacher was? I liked her so much I’ve been sending her cards on holidays years after

Were you ever a girl scout or a boy scout? never

Do you own anything made of lace? hmm...

How many people do you share a name with? I don’t know anyone with my name

Imagine your dream home, does it have a fence around it? if it’s not an apartment then of course it does, highest possible and thick as I don’t want to see or be seen by my neighbors

Do you own any yellow shoes? yep

Can you type fast? very

In school were you bullied? I was

Are you sarcastic? yeah

Do you read the newspaper? nah

If you died today where do you think you’d go? hell :(

Have you ever been to therapy? few times, didn’t help

Do you use online dating? did

Did you miss alot of school? I was sick often

What was the last thing you got falsely accused of? not sure what was last

What was the last thing you ordered online? shirt, I’m waiting for the package now

Have you ever been kicked out of a store? no :o

Do you feel like you accomplished anything today? hmm...

What is/was your favorite teen magazine? trzynastka or however this shit was called

Would other people describe you as creative? I guess

What color are your slippers? grey and white

Are you haunted by memories of stupid things you’ve said and done? constantly

Did you like high school or college better? didn’t go to college

Who was your favorite Olsen twin? I didn’t have a favorite 

Do you ever listen to Celtic music? used to, with John

Do you know a lot of rich and spoiled and selfish people? had classmates like this and neighbors too

Do you enjoy mornings? rarely, not really

Have you ever feared going to jail or thought about what it would be like? thought

Did you know that the zodiac signs (the regular ones) are Greek? ok

Have you ever learned about Greek mythology in school? didn’t like it

Do you stay up late? as you can see

what do you hear right now? nothing

what is one thing in your life you feel truly guilty for? personal

have you ever been slapped in the face? I’ve been slapped without any reason, I was bullied

how about punched? hit with a ball only and my head was hit with a bottle too once

have you ever come up with a memorable quote yourself? I’ve been quoted 

what do you think about masturbation? personal

What color did you first ever dye your hair?: either red or black

What’s the color of the bath towel you use most often?: green

Ever eaten a piece of dog or cat food out of curiosity?: ewww, nooo

Can you name one song by Prince?: Purple rain for example

Would you rather paint or make pottery?: paint

Are you currently taking this survey before or after 9pm?: after, I started over 5 hours ago...

Is the sun shining bright outside right now?: it’s the middle of the night!

Would you rather watch a horror movie or a romantic comedy?: romantic comedy ^^”

[werewolfin]

Flame Headcanons

@i-w-p-chan​ asked me to explain some xover thoughts between Katekyo Hitman Reborn flames & Boku no Hero Academia characters, so buckle up ‘cuz it’s a long post under the read more! Headcanon, ho!

To explain my numbers, I gotta explain a buncha other shit too, lmao.

So basically I got some inspo from micronecro way back when (the post here on my tumblr if you're curious) that Earth Flames & whatnot were all combination Flames. Swamp is Storm+Sun, Forest Sun+Lightning, Mountain Lightning+Rain, Desert Rain+Mist, Glacier Mist+Cloud, & that last mysterious flame being named Geyser for Cloud+Storm.

I also wanted a third part of Flames for the water aspect (Earth is obvs earth, Sky is a combo of fire & air for skies themselves), so I also came up with Ocean Flames & that entire set. The feeling was only reinforced by an offhand comment by nordiamus over on FFN in their Game On xover, really.

So if Sky is the most purely Flame set & Earth is combo, shouldn't Ocean also be some sort of combo? But if the Sky is so common & Earth heard of but not really heard of, then wouldn't Ocean be even more rare?

I eventually settled on a natural 3:4:5 ratio, but to have a ratio I needed to have numbers, so I had to math shit out & also needed to have shorthand symbols so I didn't inevitably confuse myself while making sure they actually showed up in both Notepad & Excel, colors for much the same, & characteristics for the Flames themselves too. Took a long while, but I got everything settled out.

I chose 108 for the point system because it's already a trope, lol. I also made use of Umei-no Mai's Black Sky's headcanon that you actually needed around 5% of each Flame to develop properly, though I had to use it as 6% b/c the math would've become bad math otherwise. This means any singular Flame can only be a value between 6 to 76 out of 108 (6-70%), b/c there’s gotta be at least 6 points (6%) on everything. Here’s a handy chart:

Yellow is where I folded percentages together, red is the tens on the point side, with green the tens on the percent side. A general guideline I use is that you need at least 18% to produce a visible Flame. You can do it with smaller percentages down to 10%, but it requires exceptional control & possibly small reserves (which can also be called depth). (this scenario would also produce a functional sky but it’d be a fairly weak one since it was both not activated as such and not a full state of being for them).

Dying Will Flames of the Sky: NAME: hex code, attribute, symbol (reason if needed) (the link has interesting info), type of resolve (HC from Gokurdera being able to light 5 Flames but not all at once); appearance

STORM: #EB1C23 brilliant red, disintegration, ♋ (looks like hurricane cell; I'm aware it's actually the symbol for Cancer), to take down; low-heat smoldering, smokey upcurls & tongues

SKY: #FFA719 vivid gamboge, harmony, at least 10% (11/108) on all, ☰ (this the trigram symbol for heaven you see), to keep/stay; most like fire w/ flares, wisps, & overall more ethereal movement

SUN: #FFC70F amber, activation, ☀, to improve; like starlight in that it’s constant jetting outwards, more a shining than a straight-up fire

LIGHTNING/THUNDER: #23B04B malachite, hardening, ϟ (this is the only lightning-shaped symbol to show up tbh, it's technically the lowercase Greek letter for Q), to defend; electricity w/ small arcs between branches

RAIN: #99D8E8 cerulean, tranquility, ☂, to slow down; pool water with refraction in slow-motion, more round & globular than a fire except it gives off (what it’s user thinks of as ‘relaxing’) heat

MIST: #3F49CC phthalo blue, construction, ♒ (I couldn't find anything that was explicitly 'fog' or whatever, so I had to make do with whatever worked; it's the symbol for Aquarius, though it also symbolizes wind which is the next best, since mist is a groundbound cloud anyways), to confuse; wispy, almost entirely see through, with off center diffusion of color, the palest of the Flames

CLOUD: #A249A3 moderate magenta, propagation, ☁, to overtake; like puffs of smoke with a natural reach of twice the length of everything else in the Sky set (whole hand length minimum)

Dying Will Flames of the Ocean/Sea: NAME: hex code, attribute, symbol (reason if needed); appearance. Funfact: this set has the most desaturated colors as though it’s deeper in the sea, though if you go for max 240-value saturation they’re still discernible from the other sets.

WHIRLPOOL: #DE7C66 light scarlet, combustion (rapid burning), ☁/♋/☀, ♓ (Pisces symbol, yes, but fish live in pools; also what the fuck, I see literal fish as the symbol everywhere else but this fucking site); elongated fingers of flame that seem to spin or spiral their entire length rather than just the tips like Storm does, like screws or a helix

OCEAN: #FF7700 vivid orange, encompass, 12% (13/108) on all with remainder divided, ☵ (the trigram for water yo; easily distinguishable from both Sky & Earth, even has a mini horizon on there to make a "between the Earth & the Heavens" metaphor); heavy fire, somewhat similar to a tri-pronged crown or W that flutters like it's in the wind

VOLCANO: #C2AC1D moderate gold, acidification (pH cycling), ♋/☀/ϟ, ☈ (the symbol for thunderstorms which I find appropriate, b/c volcanoes can actually spawn these); smokey & partially see thru w/ green halo edging, fuzzy-looking around the edges, tho for a better visual of what I mean, look up fire opals

CURRENT: #85B357 moderate chartreuse, magnetism, ☀/ϟ/☂, ☄ (actually symbolizes comets, but it's theorized comets brought water to Earth anyway); clumps together, lengths loop each other to form a field, look at your hand in the process of turning into a fist, it’s like that

WATERFALL: #306D78 arctic blue, binding, ϟ/☂/♒, ♆ (fuck yeah, the symbol for Neptune sure, but rivers were his children &/or domain as all rivers lead to the ocean); elastic & flexible with no purely set expression beyond naturally long reach (the longest Flame overall)

MOON: #9999CC deep periwinkle, reflection, ☂/♒/☁, ☾ (obvious); moves like a shadow where there’s three or more overlapping areas w/ a natural wave pattern, if you’ve ever seen the sun during a heatwave it’s like where it wobbles due to the thermal air currents so the sun itself doesn’t look like a full disc

TIDE: #CFA7C3 light fuchsia, expansion, ♒/☁/♋, ♎ (the symbol for Libra & the alchemical symbol for the subliminal; also looks like the moon rising from the sea); light, aggressively more magenta when hyper-layered, leaves afterimages like when staring into a bright light, strangely behaves like a less intense Sun Flame where it’s an overall but softer & rounder glow rather than jetting out

Dying Will Flames of the Earth/Soil: NAME: hex code, attribute, symbol (reason if needed); appearance

SWAMP: #FFB482 tangelo, fermentation (living things), 28% (30) ♋/☀ each, ☣ (biohazard was a perfect fit); almost flat but highly agitated w/ irregular flares & flickers, highest temp behind Earth in this set, technically shortest Flame at half a finger height (knuckle to first joint)

EARTH: #BD3900 vermillion, gravity, 14% (15) all, ☷ (trigram for earth); dense & exceptionally rounded fire, appearing like a split V flame that doesn’t move about as much as an actual fire, more pulled together

FOREST: #A6DE5D electric lime, growth, 23% (25) ☀/ϟ each, ♣ (club suit b/c it looks like a little tree); thin, finely branched & erratic fire, with unpredictable sparks

MOUNTAIN: #62BD8E spring green, compression, 28% (30) ϟ/☂ each, ▲ (it's a triangle, but it doubles as a mountain symbol on maps); almost opaque, w/ a fat bottom and narrow top (shaped like a deflated balloon if such a thing floated in your palm) & slow sinuous motion (the widest Flame at the base at around twice the width of the palm holding it, picture lava lamp wax)

DESERT: #1C6BFF cobalt, emergence (big patterns that appear b/c of small things, ex. ripples in sand from wind movement pushing grains around, or the uniqueness of snowflakes) (also influenced by InsaneScriptist's One Piece/KHR xover fic Xanxus' Adventures in Parenthood Piracy where Desert flames are many illusions stacked onto each other), 32% (35) ☂/♒ each, ✿ (black florette b/c I can't really see the white one, & desert flowers are very pretty); perfectly transparent but for a tint, warps the coloring immediately around it into the blue spectrum, a place where it’s just inexplicably blue above where it’s being held, like staring into a mirror reflecting itself greener and greener, but if made visible to others it might give an appearance of sand because it’s also not a very “even” or “smooth” Flame

GLACIER: #C68CFF light violet, fortification taking the form of crystals as it’s just that intense, 37% (40) ♒/☁ each, ♦ (diamond suit b/c that's a basic crystal shape, also to not leave Forest as a card by itself); upside down kite shape w/ barbed &  jagged edges like frost, not see through like you almost expect tho it’s the whitest one in general w/ bright vivid color at the edge

GEYSER: #99007D red plum, extension, 32% (35) ☁/♋ each, ♨ (hot springs are close enough to geysers for me to the connection); like heated water complete w/ dense steaming, and the leading edge even redder

Have a handy little mnemonic pic to remember how to get what.

And just who can forget Night Flames either? I headcanon that Night was one of the 3 human Flames before the Earthlings like Kawahira were forced to pass the other 3 sets onto humans to sustain life; Snow, Void, & Night were all buried under and/or split between the newer sets, which is why no one ever pulls them forth until Bermuda has his Flames torn out by his Pacifier being taken by Checkerface.

SNOW: silvery-white, absorption (base reason for why humans can become all sorts of creatures, but never back), prevalent ☀ &/or ☂ &/or ☁, ☊ (ascending node, alchemical symbol for sublimation). Appearance: aerogel if it was fire shaped, glowing around the edges like a halo, pale silver-ish, a defined or captured mist spray.

VOID: (perfect) gray, preservation, ☰ &/or ☵ &/or ☷, ⊕ (alchemical symbol for verdigris, symbol for Earth the planet). This was basically the first version of Skies, Oceans, & Earths for humans. Appearance: a blooming iridescence, like summoning a faint rainbow upon a slick surface but in petaled flower silhouette (inherent control of it’s user imparts the number of petals).

NIGHT: black*, perpetuity (grim determination to do this ONE thing & damn the consequences, to carry on), prevalent ♋ &/or ϟ &/or ♒, ☋ (descending node, alchemical symbol for purification). Appearance: invisible unless moving, black & heavy looking when it does almost like a smear or smudge, with a type of simmering heat to it, an absence of light (resulting in a clear pacifier). *You know the video game thing/unresolvable YouTube video error where it’s supposed to be dark but it’s actually just a dark grey that feels creepy to look at too long? That color.

(I got a lot, seriously a bunch of other shit attributed to each Flame too, but this thing is already long enough. If I get interest, I’ll just make another post).

This has Earth-set Flames absurdly specialist but still very possible by accident, while leaving the Ocean-set harder to achieve any other way but naturally feeling the resolve for each separate component Flame. It also makes Oceans & Earths fundamentally Skies, just denser or even-keeled if you can get that. (compare phases of matter as gas [always chaotic], liquid [clumping together but still fairly energetic], and solid [at least mostly rigid in state]).

You also don’t need to be part of the same set to be considered an element, either... folding down anyway. A fully realized Earth could only truly bond w/ only Earth-set Flames, an Ocean could bond w/ Ocean-set Flames, but a Sky could bond w/ anyone by latching onto just one Flame, disregarding if it’s part of a composite Flame. Earth and/or Ocean Flames might identify more as a Sky than their ‘proper’ label as a matter of self-preservation as their elements are so rare, so would feel more at home pulling in Sky elements rather than Ocean or Earth elements. (not that it’d stop them if given the choice).

This all neatly dovetails into headcanon Flames for Class 1A for BNHA, arranged by set then seat.

From the Sky-set, you got:

Asui Tsuyu: ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 37=34%; ϟ: 11=10%; ☂: 37=34%; ♒: 6=6%; ☁: 11=10%; (☀, ☂). You can’t tell me she talks with that huge tongue without having to Actively shoot it, right? Rain because she’s just so naturally calm.

Mashirao Ojiro (6): ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 9=8%; ϟ: 9=8%; ☂: 6=6%; ♒: 6=6%; ☁: 72=66%; (☁). Because he seems kinda distant to me like most of KHR Clouds seem to be in theory, idk why. I do think he’s cool tho.

Kaminari Denki: ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 36=33%; ϟ: 24=22%; ☂: 6=6%; ♒: 6=6%; ☁: 30=28%; (☀, ϟ, ☁). Sun b/c his lightning is actually yellow so I theorize he’s actually Propagating his natural Activated bioelectricity via Cloud, but there’s enough Lightning to leave him intact doing so and lend his bioelectricity it’s more elongated shape. A further headcanon is that his family’s lightning quirks all effectively have different colors.

Kirishima Eijirou: ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 13=12%; ϟ: 48=44%; ☂: 17=16%; ♒: 8=7%; ☁: 16=15%; (ϟ). That’s some classic Lightning right there.

Jiro Kyouka: ♋: 9=8%; ☀: 18=17%; ϟ: 18=17%; ☂: 14=13%; ♒: 9=8%; ☁: 40=37%; (☁). To make the sound of her heartbeat exponentially louder like a boss. Also introduces sensitivity problems.

Tokoyami Fumikage: ♋: 22=20%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 6=6%; ☂: 26=24%; ♒: 40=37%; ☁: 8=7%; (♋, ☂, ♒). Mist to materialize Dark Shadow, Rain to be dense enough to interact w/ which when paired w/ Storm fucks w/ him when Dark Shadow gets too powerful (ie overwhelming him & largely destructive).

fuck Mineta, let’s replace him

I can’t believe I have shamed myself into including him

Mineta Minoru: ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 30=28%; ϟ: 7=6%; ☂: 6=6%; ♒: 26=24%; ☁: 33=30%; (☀, ♒, ☁). While he can inherently multiply what’s essentially wads of his hair, Mist is what imparts it’s special properties (otherwise he’d stick to his pillows & his clothes would catch on when he gets dressed), & Sun lets him naturally produce more. This is where overuse comes into play; too much Sun Flame in too short a time frame splits the skin, though thankfully the bloodflow washes out anything that might’ve evolved into cancer cells before it begins healing. I figure if he trains more & CAREFULLY, he might start using Sun to more enhance Cloud allowing him more stamina w/ his quirk.

From the Ocean-set, you get:

Ashido Mina: ♋: 30=28%; ☀: 20=19%; ϟ: 25=23%; ☂: 10=9%; ♒: 15=14%; ☁: 8=7%; (♋, ☀, ϟ) / (☈): she adjusts pH to get what she wants. It’s fair chance she was born with near-Sky values.

Iida Tenya: ♋: 19=18%; ☀: 21=19%; ϟ: 19=18%; ☂: 7=6%; ♒: 22=20%; ☁: 20=19%; (♋, ☀, ϟ, ♒, ☁) / (♓, ♎w). Combustion engine, baby! He’s exploding things to go faster. His family’s been cultivating this particular quirk so long his line is close to producing Skies!

Uraraka Ochako: ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 22=20%; ϟ: 23=21%; ☂: 24=22%; ♒: 19=18%; ☁: 14=13%; (☀, ϟ, ☂, ♒) / (☄, ♆w, ☾). Manipulating magnetism to cancel out a lot of the gravity by making it attracted to itself & only itself so repelling everything not itself, & reflection to drop them back into gravity by touching her own fingertips. Her Cloud attribute isn’t actually able to manifest outside of her body b/c it lacks outward-manifesting strength; it makes up for this in being able to apply Moon w/ extra depth & precision. The depth part is what makes her nauseous. She’s actually got a hidden attribute in Waterfall/binding! She might be able to functionally (seek a) target where she drops stuff later on if she discovers it.

Mezou Shouji: ♋: 22=20%; ☀: 12=11%; ϟ: 6=6%; ☂: 6=6%; ♒: 28=26%; ☁: 34=31%; (♋, ♒, ☁) / (♎). Expansion materializes new body parts with the help of Mist, Cloud to shorthand remember bodyparts he’s already got, & Storm to reabsorb them when they’re no longer needed.

Hagakure Tooru: ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 6=6%; ☂: 36=33%; ♒: 30=28%; ☁: 24=22%; (☂, ♒, ☁) / (☾). She’s just straight up reflecting most if not all light that hits her body, which is why you can see her clothing but not her. HC she’s got excellent night vision; you might see a bit of eyeshine even!

Hmmm... for funsies, how about:

Shinsou Hitoshi: ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 36=33%; ☂: 30=28%; ♒: 24=22%; ☁: 6=6%; (ϟ, ☂, ♒) / (♆). He takes control by binding his will on top of yours, like puppet strings. He reroutes your actions to his command w/ a combination of redirecting your natural electrical signals in your brain (which is why getting jarred will return your action to you) & Mist enabling him to do it in ways that won’t get detected until he does it. He’d be unstoppable if he ever worked out how to do it without the invitation; though as it’s partly psychological he might stop himself from ever overcoming that limitation.

And lastly from the Earth-set, you have:

Aoyama Yuuga: ♋: 30=28%; ☀: 29=27%; ϟ: 28=26%; ☂: 6=6%; ♒: 8=7%; ☁: 7=6%; (♋, ☀, ϟ) / (☈) / (☣). He’s fermenting the bacteria in his stomach by changing the acidity of his stomach acids whenever he shoots his laser. Boy’s gotta eat if he wants it to recharge.

Kouda Kouji: ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 37=34%; ϟ: 37=34%; ☂: 11=10%; ♒: 11=10%; ☁: 6=6%; (☀, ϟ) / x / (♣). He can communicate w/ living things b/c he’s basically making them recognize him as a friend (not that he doesn’t make friends with them anyway, tho).

Satou Rikidou: ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 22=20%; ϟ: 32=30%; ☂: 30=28%; ♒: 11=10%; ☁: 7=6%; (☀, ϟ, ☂) / ☄w / (▲). He compresses sugar to allow his body to process it quicker without it having to be digested first.

Sero Hanta: ♋: 35=32%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 6=6%; ☂: 7=6%; ♒: 6=6%; ☁: 48=44%; (♋, ☁) / x / (♨). He produces something sticky then extends it very far.

Yaoyorozu Momo: ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 7=6%; ϟ: 6=6%; ☂: 35=32%; ♒: 35=32%; ☁: 19=18%; (☂, ♒, ☁) / ☾w / (✿). This is obvious, but I will say she gives whatever she makes true form because she’s using both knowledge to give it form & real energy derived from her body to give it material, which is why nothing dissolves away once she turns away from it.

You might have noticed a few missing. Here’s Todoroki w/ some calculations for his family members! Yeah!

Enji Todoroki/Endeavor: ♋: 49=45%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 6=6%; ☂: 25=23%; ♒: 9=8%; ☁: 13=12%; (♋, ☂). Storm because fire (named Hellfire because it curls strangely & the fact it could burn everything), Rain for upping temperature by effecting density (meaning a thinner stream of fire).

Touya/Dabi: ♋: 37=34%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 6=6%; ☂: 17=16%; ♒: 9=8%; ☁: 33=30%; (♋, ☁), Storm has the lowest energy & temperature imo, and Cloud’s b/c he can make a LOT of fire; I HC it’s more than Dumpster Fire could manage (that guy’s more of a precision over power kinda guy Flame wise, even if still pretty powerful). This Todoroki bro is just that good with his quirk, to produce blue fire by pure willpower.

Fuyumi: ♋: 13=12%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 7=6%; ☂: 34=31%; ♒: 29=27%; ☁: 19=18%; (☂, ♒, ☁) / ♎w, ☾w. She’s totally a Rain, you can fight me on this. Her quirk’s gotta be something Asshole would consider useless for Hero work, so I’ll venture it might be Chill: temperature manipulation with a leaning towards cooler temps. If she ever became truly aware of the possibilities she could conjure, she’d obliterate him. Have fun sparking fire when everything refuses to heat up, bitch, lmao.

Natsuo: ♋: 8=7%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 13=12%; ☂: 16=15%; ♒: 49=45%; ☁: 16=15%; (♒). Mostly so every single Todoroki has their own major element, though it’s still an entirely possible outcome from his parents. I don’t think he’s publicly quirkless because if that was a possibility his father would’ve gotten a new wife/brood mare b/c he’s THAT asshole. However, his Mist is strong enough that even if he was, he could’ve become an Active Flame user at a young age, and Mist’s pale blue color and gaseous form (if seen) might’ve made him seem like another temperature manipulator, thus also useless for his father’s ambitions. If he’s the type, he might be using it as a more physical support for himself, such as running longer or lifting more without injury than should be possible for someone who doesn’t exercise, that kind of thing.

Shouto: ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 6=6%; ☂: 6=6%; ♒: 42=38%; ☁: 42=38%; (♒, ☁) / x / (♦). He’s the ultimate ice maker, & the fire side is just genetics making a general fire. If he ever became able to use Flames instead of fire, the fire would instead be a violet color rather than the yellowish one that it is now. Mist & Cloud are higher than his mother’s due to some very mild combination with his father’s values. It also makes his ice & consequently his fire VERY strong, considering every scrap not needed by the others is fed into his ice.

Rei: ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 7=6%; ☂: 9=8%; ♒: 40=37%; ☁: 40=37%; (♒, ☁) / x / (♦). Ice, but a bit more spread out for variety. I’ve given her a common surname Yukimura, 雪村 "snow village" that alludes to her ice quirk, Flame, & the fact she seems to have had little support over the years.

Here’s Bakugou & Izuku!

Bakugou Katsuki: ♋: 30=28%; ☀: 30=28%; ϟ: 13=12%; ☂: 13=12%; ♒: 11=10%; ☁: 11=10%; ☰, (♋, ☀) / x / (☣). A first generation Sky. Fermentation applies to various bacteria that’s present in his sweat b/c they live on his skin, with Storm killing them & Sun activating whatever is left behind. He doesn’t always use Storm, which just leaves Sun sparking his palms, a holdover from his father also being a Swamp user.

Midoriya Izuku: ♋: 18=17%; ☀: 14=13%; ϟ: 26=24%; ☂: 14=13%; ♒: 14=13%; ☁: 22=20%; ☰, (ϟ, ☁) / ☵, (♓, ♎). A legacy Sky from his mother’s side (she’s an Earth as is most of the family on that half of his tree), though it’s completely chance he managed to be an Ocean b/c the values his father had lowered just the right higher Earth stats his mother had. Lightning & Cloud have high values enough to be secondaries, which actually shows up whenever he uses One for All which is naturally propagating to begin with. He’s got the proper Lightning appearing & everything. Whirlpool & Tide are an accident of numbers but also greatly appreciated by enabling better control? allocation? of One for All’s power.

Here’s everyone else who didn’t fit anything else above, like teachers & secondary characters!

Midoriya Inko: ♋: 18=17%; ☀: 15=14%; ϟ: 15=14%; ☂: 18=17%; ♒: 21=19%; ☁: 21=19%; ☰, (♒, ☁) / ☵, (♓, ♆) / ☷. She pulls things like gravity, ‘nuff said.

Hisashi Midoriya: ♋: 19=18%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 31=29%; ☂: 7=6%; ♒: 22=20%; ☁: 23=21%; (♋, ϟ, ♒, ☁) / ♎w. Aways from being a Sky, but any potential offspring have a fairly good chance of being one with the right spouse/Inko. His ϟ deals with plasma, ☁ gives some projection so he doesn’t light himself on fire, ♒ a bit of fireproofing to the body parts & organs involved in fire-beathing, & ♋ some true (excuse the pun) fire power to what he can disintergrate w/ the fire produced. End result is a whitish-yellow flame between 2,200 °F (1,200 °C) & 2,400 °F (1,300 °C). I HC that he doesn’t have a very far reach with his fire-breath, about an arm length maybe unless he’s so emotional he lights some Cloud so it’s a full body length or longer. I also HC he took his wife’s name when they married, so I use Teiko (醍醐 "Good liquor, fine wine; clarified butter, ghee," w/ a pun of 大悟 "enlightenment") as his previous surname.

Aizawa Shouta: ♋: 20=19%; ☀: 7=6%; ϟ: 6=6%; ☂: 29=27%; ♒: 25=23%; ☁: 21=19%; (♋, ☂, ♒, ☁) / (☾). He’s sending a cancellation wave (the reverse reflection, no?) but the pale color of Moon is overpowered by his visible Storm which gives his eyes a visage of red & makes them dry af. He releases it in waves w/ Rain being the largest component meaning it floats his hair & gives the appearance of being underwater. Doubly powerful in that Rain, Mist, & Cloud are divisible by both points and percentage.

Camie: ♋: 7=6%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 21=19%; ☂: 30=28%; ♒: 38=35%; ☁: 6=6%; (ϟ, ☂, ♒) / ♆w / (✿). I made her a Desert rather than just a regular Mist because I had another calculation, tbh. I also figure Desert would be more fitting since while dramatic she’s also fairly chill and likes a good laugh, & Mist always seemed like a “effect self” more than “effect others” kind of utilization (not that it’s not possible or anything, obvs). Waterfall is for when she finally gets that little niggle in her technique that will allow her to greatly expand the range she currently has, as in “will hold until she lets it drop” kinda range.

Hawks: ♋: 6=6%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 49=45%; ☂: 14=13%; ♒: 26=24%; ☁: 7=6%; (ϟ, ♒). His wings can do and handle some crazy shit because they are made of reinforced (ϟ) crazy shit (♒), and that’s just how he is.

Villains!

All For One: ♋: 11=10%; ☀: 19=18%; ϟ: 20=19%; ☂: 12=11%; ♒: 35=32%; ☁: 11=10%; ☰, (☀, ϟ, ♒). Mist for it being a mostly mental power for all that it effects his body, Sun to pull up the right genetics configuration FOR the quirks he’s taken, Lightning so his actual DNA is protected or lets him revert back to his own.

Shigaraki Tomura/Shimura Tenko: ♋: 71=65%; ☀: 6=6%; ϟ: 6=6%; ☂: 6=6%; ♒: 8=7%; ☁: 11=10%; (♋). Simple. Got deep reserves & relatively high quirk stamina from Nana's side thru his father.

Since it’s a common headcanon that Skies will vie for elements until they got a full arc & put themselves against other Skies in order to get the ones they want, Bakugou & Izuku were put into an instinctive conflict when Bakugou got access to his quirk. Oceans Encompass so Izuku seriously just did want to be friends for a good while for all he wasn’t Active, but Bakugou doesn’t or didn’t get that because he saw Izuku as a potential or possibly actual disruption to his own Harmony.

And since to have Flames the Earthlings need to have existed, I’m proposing that the Trinisette was disrupted by whatever, such as a mission for potential Arcobaleno resulting in all of them dying with/without ever bonding to the Pacifiers or Kawahira dying either before Bermuda could come into being/Bermuda got a lucky shot in before abruptly staying dead from backlash, & quirks are what appeared from Flames spiraling out of control. Flame distribution is fairly unique even among close family members, resulting in equally unique is similar quirks.

BNHA-verse has gotta prepare for a big storm, is what I’m saying.

+edit: Maybe All for One was one of the first Quirked people to be born to that first disruption wave & discovered he could take Quirks, went out of his way to get powerful ‘Quirks’ first (or what he thought of as Quirks/super powers, but might have been Flame abilities specialized or not), resulting in a shortage of any potential emergency Arcobaleno if Kawahira didn’t die off suddenly.

[otnaidrum]

Hohes Licht Journey

It was my first time for this mountain hiking and forest wandering kinda thing. In fact it was the first time for three of us to go hiking. Well, to refresh our mind after stressing classes and exams in college, me and some friends decided to hike a mountain to spent our holiday last summer. Yeah, right. A mountain. So, we basically are bunch of amateurs who never been hiked before, trying to conquer one of the peak up in the Alps (definitely not Matterhorn or Mont Blanc). Nuff said. 

One of our friend who has the basic experience in this mountain expedition thing and has been hiked one of the Alps (watzmann) last year, agreed to be the expedition guide in our trip to the Alps. Yes! I’m always excited when it comes to backpacking trip.

It was August 4th when we went to Oberstdorf. A municipality skiing and hiking town located in the Allgäu region of the Bavarian Alps. After the long tiring 17 hours journey from Leipzig to Oberstdorf by regional train (which had 7 times different transit) we still had one misfortune. There were no more free room left in every single hostel, motel, camp, or whatever you wanna called it all over this town. Tho our eyes have been amazed by the mountain range view on that beautiful sunny 35^C  when we reached Oberstdorf. So, now you're wondering why did it take so long for us to went from Leipzig to Oberstdorf. So, short story we got kicked out of the train in the middle of nowhere at 4 AM. Due to our stupid carelessness (the ticket valid only till 3AM) we had to wait till 9 in the morning for the first  train to Oberstdorf. As we waited our train we fell asleep on the bench.

Back to Oberstdorf. So, after the long search of free room we decided to explored the town. At least the people here were so nice and kind compared to the people in  the east side for me. Everytime we looked confused or tired or looked like don't know where to go, there were always people asking if everything's okay and which destination we were heading to or just asked where we came from. That night we slept on the bench(again) by the side of the railway, under the stars and the moon as our night lamp, waiting for the sun to shine. Wondering what tomorrow may bring.

(Early morning vibes from Bahnhof Oberstdorf; FYI Oberstdorf is a small town, so the Bahnhof open at 7AM and close at 2 PM daily.

(A typical mountain town’s sight in Germany; this when we desperately seeked for a free room.)

It was a sunny yet breezy 8 in the morning when we arrived on the foot of the mountain and officially stepped my first step in the Alps. With the magnificent mountain range around me, that time i felt so small.

Long way to go...

Hours by hours went by and we kept walking...and walking...deeper...and deeper through the forest. That time i felt so weak. Damn, i felt so exhausted and a bit embarassed everytime another hiker past me by from behind. As i wander further and further through the forest, i considered the charasteristic of the Bavarian culture with the nature. Living in the foothils of the Alps with unpredictable extreme weather makes the Bavarian stronger both mentally and physically. They are always ready and prepared for everything may come to them. I've met them along the way. From bunch of elementary school kids till 70 years old guy. Their spirit is boundless regardless their own humanly limitations. I knew this kinda spirit. This is a very typical german’s spirit. Spirit to let other things go and move forward to reach the top. That’s why the germans are always on top in almost every important sectors in the world. In this case, their spirit represented by the nature and by the way they treated their nature. I am humbled by this experience.

(Along this trails we’ve met people. Good people)

(An apathetic hungry cow was blocking our way that day.)

Long way to go....

We've been hiking for nearly 6 hours when we finally could see the end of the track. Yeah it sure was our destination. Rappensee. Standing in the 2047m above the sea level you can feel how the clouds hit you in the face so smoothly. All i can see was the endless landscape of green hills (complete with flowers that grown wildly), Rappenseehütte (our shelter for staying tonight), and of course the magical lake itself Rappensee. The water was so clear and fresh that you could swim there for hours (sure it's cold). But i didn't swim. I was stunned by the beauty of this spot. I felt like i was truly at peace that time and in touch with myself and the nature. And nothing bothered me. We were lucky to stumble upon this spot before it gets dark to see the water of the lake turn to glass. If you ever watched 5cm, maybe it's my german version of Ranukumbolo. Well, one thing i remember about the Alps is, the higher you wander, the more amazing the views are.

( Rappenseehütte: A hut where we stayed for a night and got our important accomoddation supplies. aka charger. Got some serious meatball soup too  )

(Trust me, it’s never hard to get lost in the moment especially in places like these)

(This is what i meant by the water turned to glass )

(The clouds behind me that moved in and out uncovering all the beauty of the lake from time to time)

(Fadel, Ihsan, Me and Dimas took a selfie before chillin by the side of the lake)

Next day we woke up at 6. Our next destination was Hohes Licht. After we prepared everything we left Rappenseehütte. There was no breakfast time for us. Well, we were in a hurry because we were hoping to see the sunrise there. Too bad the weather that morning was a bit shitty. It was all overcast and the track became more and more extreme. Conquering the summit, we had to crawl between the rocks and glacier. That time we've been walking for almost 2 hours. The thick fog made our visibility very limited as the dark cloud followed right behind us. We had to be super careful. 

What can i say? We were at the edge of the cliff as the rain began to fall. Undoubtedly not one of my lucky day. Then we decided to take a break. We sat right at the edge of the cliff for a moment and wait. Waiting for the rain to stop. We wait and wait... That exact situation made me feel like i was just in Shire yesterday and now i'm in Mordor complete with the dark clouds and three mountain ranges surrounding us, just like Frodo from The Lord Of The Rings (if you know what i mean). Right, maybe i’m too much. It was my first experience in that kinda situation. I think i was just too scared and too excited that time. Really. It was not that hard.

 As we hiked the very steep rocky ridge line the sun emerge as we continued up. Still, we gotta be extra careful.

(One of the glaciers we crossed. At that time our friend Ihsan had a muscle cramp in his leg when we had to climb this cliff but he managed it well )

And....finally... The second peak of the Allgäu Alps itself. Btw, the Hohes Licht (2651m) which means high light in english, was not so hard to reach. Really. Maybe due to rain and bad weather we had a little trouble and it did take our time a little back then. Just before we reached the summit we had to use a damp, wire-rope-protected chute to reach the rocky path to the summit. After a short passage, which is secured by wire rope, it led us upwards to the summit.  A panoramic view to 420 alpine peaks could be seen from Hohes Licht, including: Wildspitze, Konigspitze, Ortler, Tödi and Säntis.

(Behind me is a panoramic view of the summit that lies in the Austrian state of Tyrol. Too bad the mist was too thick back then)

(Sitting under the wooden cross on the highest peak of Hohes Licht)

So, looks like that day me and my friends were the first group to reach Hohes Licht cause nobody was there. (probably the first Indonesians to reach Hohes Licht too). One lesson i learnt that day was that it was worth getting up early (I’m not a morning person btw) when you finally reached the summit. Especially your first summit. Despite the unfriendly weather in Hohes Licht i was satisfied overall. We, bunch of amateurs finally conquered one of the Alps. 

An hour passed by. It’s still 11 in the morning and we decided to climb down the Hohes Licht due the bad weather there. Once again the rain fallen from the sky as we walked down.

(On our way down. After the rain scenery when the fog uncovering the valleys. The Alps in summer can be a real dream if the weather plays along)

I'm still humbled as well as thankful by everything the nature and this experience gave to me. You did teach me things. Even by now when i’m writing this notes. What a journey. Make me feel so alive. And cause every journey has it owns story, that was my story. Hopefully we could spend some time again in the nature soon. So, let’s get lost again!

[patryankey]

By nature, I'm a private person. Yet I feel compelled to share my story. On 11/18/16, I was diagnosed with a cancerous brain tumor. Upon the discovery, I was admitted to a local hospital for emergency brain surgery. The tumor was successfully removed in full on 11/20. At the time, my neurosurgeon advised me that had we not discovered the tumor when we did, I was going to die unexpectedly 2-3 days later. If you can imagine, I needed time to process everything. It all happened so fast. My case is extremely rare. I'm 1 of less than a 💯documented cases worldwide that have experienced my type of cancer. Because of this stat, there are no published case studies on how to best treat this beast. Although I am virtually cancer free now, I underwent an aggressive radiation treatment as a preventative measure. In hindsight, this experience has been a tremendous blessing in my life. I would not wish to see anyone else have to go through what I went through. But being on the brink helped me realize what life is really all about. I refused to let this hurdle take my spirit. When I woke up from surgery, I was dreaming that my gf & I were at the Glory Hole. It was the last trail that we visited before my diagnosis. So naturally, this was our 1st destination back outdoors. This pic is a snapshot of her & I when we went back for our 1st hike outdoors again since Nov. It was truly awe-inspiring! God's country did not fail on our return. The trail was covered in fog that day. It was rainy with cool temperatures but we were comfortable. The creek was flowing hard & with heart. The hike took its toll on me physically bc of the effects of my treatment. Being back outdoors tho filled my soul with so much emotion that I can't begin to explain it in words. I've found myself in the Arkansas outdoors with her. I'm also happy to announce that I have some shows on the horizon next month! I can barely contain my excitement to get back to doing 1 of the things that I love most. It's time to let the music do the talking.✌️ #latergram #nofilter #arkansas #ozarks #wilderness #waterfall #iphoneography #iphoneonly #photography #cancer #survivor #powerofpositivity #love (at Glory Hole Falls)