#i'm pround of you too

[kyoteugly]

Some close ups and wips from my Spider-Buck & Venom-Eddie comic. I'm very pround of the background in the first one *^^* and with dialogues you can't actually see it ^^'' Also Venom was pain in the ass to draw - I did everything wrong and ended up with much more work, simply didn't think this through ^^'' "Draw Venom - she said, it will be fun - she said" XD... But I like it very much *^^* And the evolution of crying Buck - Usually I like the clear lineart and most of the times I have to stop working to let it sink in before I decide to add colors - I'm too afraid to mess it up (and because my ipad is rather weak, I don't have many layers to work with so I have to merge stuff often)... This time, however, I hated the lineart and almost deleted it but decided to at least try coloring - and I'm so glad I did. I really like the final ver *^^* No tags this time - but if you want to be tag in my future fanarts let me know ^^ And, of course, you can read the comic HERE

[doodles-bug]

Recently I was in Alphonse Mucha muzeum. In Prague Czech Republic

He is my favourite artist so I was so exited to see his work in person. It might seem silly but it made me bit emotional.

Especialy after learning about Slav Epic. That he painted it not olny for Czech's but for all Slavs. And that really strucked me. That I could search and find myself in it. That Slavic heritage, legends and myths even tho not so popular are something to be pround of.

That maby the beauty I couldn't find in myself while looking in the mirror is under wraps somwhere.

Because if Mucha could bring out the hidden beauty and put all of his heart in his works. Maby just maby that charm and allure is somwhere inside me.

[ 1928, coloured lithography, 140 x 90 cm] [ his daughter Jaroslava was modeling for that lithography!]

( maby that's why I like it so much haha because it was made with love)

I do recognize Światowid behind the girl, I recognize long braids, flower crown and her gown. I know it all. It's part of me as it is a part of many many other people.

And perhaps you too can find yourself in one of Mucha works or any other artist you like!

Prague was such a beautifull place to visit. I'm so honored and happy that I was able to come💗💖

And I hope Czech's are pround of him too!

Mucha desined one of the stained glass in Saint Vitus Cathedral alongside of other talented artists!

( picture I took of it, Saint Vitus Catedral, Prague Czech Republic)

His art appeared on old money bills too!

( my picture, National Museum in Prague)

[pink-sparkly-witch]

The One That Got Away - Prologue

Prologue

Warnings: tw: house fire, tw: child abuse, tw: physical abuse, tw: verbal abuse, tw: mentions of underage sex (Dean and reader are 17), flashbacks, nightmares, angst, fluff, Dean being all cute, language.

Words: 1.7k

Pairing: Firefighter!Dean Winchester x Female Reader

A/N: There are TRIGGER WARNINGS in this part - please heed these, and if you think you’ll be affected by any of them, please do not read. I didn't have a beta for this, so all mistakes are mine.

A/N2: This has been a labour of love that took two years to complete. It has my blood, sweat, and tears (literally!) in it. I'm incredibly pround of this one, and I'm both nervous and excitied to share it with you all. I hope you enjoy reading it! 💖

My Masterlist     AO3    Ko-Fi

Y/N woke to see grey smoke swirling above her head, and it was hot… too hot. Climbing from her bed, she runs to the door and reaches for the handle, but it burns her hand, and she cries. She hears voices in the hallway just before she hears Daddy yell: “Y/N! Get away from the door!”

She runs back to her bed, trembling with fear as the door crashes open. She sees Daddy but is too scared to move. An orange glow surrounds him, and the heat and smoke are unbearable.

“Come here, pumpkin. I need you to be a big, brave girl, okay,” Daddy shouts over the inferno. Y/N sobs but nods her head and carefully goes to him. He picks her up and covers her head with a wet towel.

She can see nothing but hears everything; roaring flames, crackling wood, and her mommy screaming at her daddy: “Hurry! Get Y/N out! You need to get her out! Get my baby out of here!”

Y/N’s body shakes as Daddy runs downstairs with her in his arms. The front door opens, and she has never been so happy to breathe.

Sirens are blaring all around her, and she sees the fire truck lights flashing through the makeshift hood wrapped around her head.

“Danny?” Uncle Bobby yells over the noise. “Is Y/N okay? Where’s Caroline?”

“Y/N’s fine, I’ve got her, but Caroline’s still inside. Bobby, take her,” Daddy says, handing her over to him. “I need to go back in and—”

“No! It’s too dangerous! Help is here. Where is she?”

“Bedroom. I- I don’t even know what happ–ˮ

The loudest noise she’s ever heard suddenly booms around her and shakes the ground. She screams and curls further into Uncle Bobby as breaking glass and what sounds like a lion’s roar fill the air. The makeshift hood falls from Y/N’s face as Uncle Bobby spins and drops to his knees, curling his body over hers.

And then she hears Daddy scream…

Waking with a gasp and a start, it took Y/N a minute to process where she was.

“Hey, hey, shh… it’s okay. I gotcha, it’s just a bad dream,” Dean’s honey-smooth voice murmured in her ear, and she turned her head to look at him.

“Sorry, De,” she grumbled and snuggled further into his chest.

“Wanna talk about it?” he asked as he pressed his lips to the top of her head and gently trailed his fingers up and down her arm. She took a minute to sort through her thoughts. It’d been a while since she’d had that nightmare.

“No, I’m okay,” she finally answered her boyfriend.

“The fire?” Dean murmured as he placed another kiss on the crown of her head. Y/N nodded but stayed silent. She didn’t know what to say. Her dreams constantly replayed this memory when she was scared or under pressure. If she considered her father’s latest drunk and disorderly, the impending SATs and college acceptance letters, she knew it was only a matter of time before it reared its ugly head again.

“Does this have anything to do with the college letters that came this morning?” Dean asked gently.

To the outside world, she lived with the Winchesters. Their house was her registered address for school, medical appointments, the DMV, and her savings account with the bank. All her mail came here, so her father didn’t interfere. Not that she got much anyway, she was only seventeen, but she did get mail from the bank and, more recently, a few college letters.

She was in big trouble if her father even caught a whisper of her leaving for college. “It’s…” she sighed and took a few seconds before speaking again. “It’s a lot of things. My father, SATs, college. I’m not surprised it came back now.”

“Have you opened the letters yet?” he asked quietly.

“No,” she responded, lowering her head to his shoulder.

“Why not?” Dean placed two fingers under her chin, gently forcing her gaze back to the candy-apple green eyes she fell in love with years ago.

“I’m scared, De,” she admitted.

Dean shifts on the bed and turns on his side to look at her. “What are you scared of, baby?”

“Everything. I’m scared that I didn’t get in, and I’m scared that I did. I’m scared to leave home but even more scared to stay. But most of all, I’m scared of going through all this without you,” she confessed.

“You have to do what’s right for you, Y/N/N. And if that means leaving, then you need to leave. The selfish part of me wants you to stay and go to the University of Kansas, but at the same time, I’ll be so pissed if I’m the reason you stay here.”

“Dean…”

“Princess,” he interrupted her. “I love you, and I know you love me. I understand that you want to leave, trust me. I can’t bear seeing him hurt you. The bruises…” Dean reached out to her neck, and his fingers ghosted over the fading fingerprint blemishes dotting her skin. He huffed a breath, trying to keep his emotions in check.

“He could’ve killed you, Y/N. I’d rather watch you leave and know you’re safe than watch you be buried at the hands of that monster.” A tear slipped down his cheek, and she reached out and gently wiped it away.

“I know if any of those letters are an acceptance, you’re leaving Kansas. I’ve always known that. And I know us breaking up is the best thing, but fuck, it sucks,” his hand curled around the back of her neck, and he leaned in to kiss her forehead.

“I know, De,” she whispered. “But I’d rather we walked away on our terms than have our hearts broken from hundreds of miles away. What if you meet someone else?”

“Wouldn’t happen,” Dean said adamantly.

“You don’t know that!” Y/N chuckled; the bittersweet tone in it was hard to hide. “It’s four years, Dean. Minimum. What if one of us is in a bar or at a party and the temptation is too much? Or we’re too drunk to realise what we’re doing?” she tried to reason. “And it’s not that I don’t trust you, De. I trust you with my life. But that doesn’t mean we won’t do something stupid that we regret later. It’s better this way than…”

“One of us getting that phone call. I know, sweetheart,” Dean sighed.

The intensity of Dean’s gaze filled her with overwhelming sadness, and she couldn't stand it, so she glanced at his alarm clock to avoid it. As she realised the time, fear rippled through her. “Shit! I need to go.”

Y/N flew off the bed and stumbled, trying to put on her shoes. “Dad might actually kill me this time if I miss curfew again,” she tried to lighten the atmosphere by adding a chuckle. Dean responded with a small smile, but they both knew the truth in her statement.

SIX MONTHS LATER

Everything Y/N owned is squeezed into her beat-up Mustang. Uncle Bobby, John, and Dean had worked on the car for hours to make it road safe and ready for its 600 mile trip. All summer, she’d worked all the hours she could at the diner, saving every penny for her new life in Chicago.

All four colleges she’d applied to had sent acceptance letters, but the University of Illinois offered her a full scholarship which she just couldn’t pass up. Her savings and paychecks had bought her a car and would’ve been enough to provide the first few semesters of tuition fees, but being able to use that money to get a decent head start in a new city and not have to worry about the rest of her tuition, was a huge relief.

As she packed up the last of her belongings with Uncle Bobby and Jody, she thanked her lucky stars that her father had been picked up for being drunk and disorderly again last night. Of course, Jody had conveniently ‘misplaced’ her father’s paperwork, so he wouldn’t be released until she went back to the precinct, and by then, she’d be on the freeway. And by the time he realised she hadn’t come home at curfew, she’d be about to leave Missouri.

Y/N owed Jody so much and knew she’d never be able to repay the older woman. Jody had always looked out for her and always had Y/N’s back. It certainly hadn’t been the first time the Sheriff had left her father in a cell overnight to give her some respite from dealing with his drunkenness.

When she told Uncle Bobby she had no intention of returning to Lawrence until her father was gone, he and Jody booked a slot at City Hall to get married and asked her and Dean to be their witnesses. Y/N was delighted to be able to share their special day with them.

Saying goodbye to them was hard, but her goodbye with Dean last night had been so much worse. As she pulled out onto the main road that led out of town, she sighed deeply as her memory flashed back to last night.

Y/N and Dean had spent the whole night together, their true feelings escaping them in the throes of passion. It wasn’t their first time together, but it was the most special, closely followed by the time they took each other’s virginity when they were both sixteen.

Her feelings for Dean ran deep. He’d always owned her heart, and after a night of raw, emotional lovemaking, she knew he always would. Who knew? Maybe one day she’d come back to Lawrence, come back to him. But it wasn’t fair for either of them to live on a maybe.

“Ask me to stay,” Y/N whispered in the darkness of her bedroom. Both of them naked, sweating, and basking in their afterglows.

“You know I can’t do that, Princess. I want to, but I can’t,” he responded, his voice cracking with emotion before he kissed her bare shoulder. Her lip trembled, but she swallowed her tears and rolled over to straddle his waist.

“Then make love to me again, Dean.”

She wiped a tear from her cheek and grinned wildly at the road sign despite her sad emotions. 

“YOU ARE NOW LEAVING LAWRENCE”

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[beanghostprincess]

Your post about Shanks ‘babysitting’ Yassop is so cute 😭💕 This literally gave me a thought about Shanks knowing Zeff and his little precious eggplant (Sanji)

Like, the Red Head Pirates goes to the Baratie and meet the chef, Red Leg Zeff, who has his adopted son in the ship. The little boy is respectfull and always wants to help. And Shanks just- starts to talk and play with the boy. They come to the restaurant often because of how much good the food is and everytime, Shanks plays with the kid.

Zeff also talks A LOT about his son, pround of how he is good at cooking and fighting. The Red Head Pirates ends up don't going to the Baratie for like, 2 or 3 years, and when they come again, Shanks notice the boy isn't there, Zeff tells Sanji is in the crew of some rubber boy with a Straw Hat and Shanks is like "THIS BOY IS MY SON-!" and they start to talk about everything who happened.

Bonus: Zeff starts to talk about some boy who Sanji talks a lot in the letters and Yassop, who is near to them, just yells "THIS KID YOU'RE SAYING IS MY SON" and turns out they discover that the kids of all of them are in the same crew.

THIS IS SO FUNNY AND SO SWEET AT THE SAME TIME I AM DYING JKESBFSJKDBFKJDBF PROUD DADS!!!!!!! PROUD DADS!!!!!!!!!!!

Shanks: Where's your little cook? I wanted to have one of his dishes. He's getting better than you, old man. Zeff: Watch your words or I might kick you out of here. And he's not so little anymore, he's nineteen. Shanks: HE'S WHAT???? Benn: Sometimes, when years pass, people grow up. If you weren't sure- Shanks: Haha. So funny. Okay! So where is that young man? Zeff: Ugh- New pirate took him with him. See the world and shit. To find the All Blue, he said. Shanks: Look who's following his father's steps! You must be proud, huh? You'll never say it, but I know! A father always knows. And who's that new pirate around? Wouldn't hurt to know. Zeff: Strange kid. Says he wants to find the One Piece. Devil fruit user. Rubbery body. Straw hat? Reminded me of you. Luf- Shanks: LUFFY! THAT'S MY KID! Benn: He's not your son. Shanks: HE'S SORT OF SOMETHING LIKE MY KID!

And then they stay there for a long time, the Red Hair pirates enjoying the food while Shanks and Zeff have this conversation close to them. That's when Zeff talks about what he knows about his son's crew, because Shanks literally knows nothing besides the basics and what Mihawk told him about Zoro. (Making this about Sanuso because you can't say that Sanji talks a lot about Usopp and not expect me to write it like this).

Zeff: Kid got himself an interesting team. Green-haired guy that almost gets himself killed. Idiot. Eggplant hates his guts, or so he says, but he has never been too good at hiding shit so it's obvious he cares about the swordsman. He talks about a girl too. Loves her. Believes he's gonna marry her. Most precious thing in the world, he says. A treasure of navigator, apparently. Usually, he's annoying when it comes to women, but this is too much even for him. Shanks: Oh! Young love! Are you sure she isn't the reason why he joined them? Zeff: Nah, it was your kid. He's persuasive. And I wouldn't call it love. At least not with her. Shanks: Care to explain? Zeff: Lil cook talks about a young man. A sniper. He's... Fond of him. I don't know how to explain it, but I know him. There's just something about the letters... Heck, I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. But Eggplant and this kid, Usopp- Shanks: WHAT?! YASOPP! Yasopp: WHAT DO YOU WANT??? Shanks: YOUR KID'S DATING LIL COOK Yasopp: Wait what- (basically falls off the chair) WHAT?! Is he in his crew? Is he alright? Is he as cool as me? Of course he is! Wait, did you say something about dating? Zeff: They're not dating. Yasopp: Of course Usopp would date a cook, he has always loved food- Shanks: Yes, because when you left the only thing the kid could do was eat- Yasopp: Shut up! Is he alright, red leg? What does your kid say in the letters?

And they spend like, hours talking about them together, being all proud of their children <3

[mimikyufan1]

Prologue: Welcome to the Villains' World

Note:

Many of the scenes outside the story time of the game are inspired by the book "Yuu and the power of magic" written by Writingerror a wonderful fanfiction that I recommend you read.

Please be nice to me English is not my native language.

—Aah! My dear esteemed benefactor...

—My pround, beautiful flower of evil

—You are truly the fairest one of all

—O magic mirror, thy wisdom I entreat...

—To me. To them. To yourself.

—The hour grows long, and time is scarce

—Keep steady your grip, no metter what may come

—Any regrets?

'More than I might think of...'

"Yuu!"

Chapter 1: Stranger Waking

When Yuri opened her eyes she couldn't see anything, everything was dark around her but she could perceive that the space she was in was narrow, she couldn't move that much, and even her clothes seemed different...not hers.

She felt weight in her arms, like she's holding something in her arms And she was right, in her arms was Celebi who slept peacefully. She also felt the weight of the bag, with her Pokémon's pokeballs in it hopefully.

She tried not to panic too much for fear of waking up the Pokémon. She started thinking how to get out of there, but it wasn't long for something happened instead.

"I better hurry up and find that uniform before someone spots me..." A voice but it didn't belong to the mirror hand. No, it was different.

"Uuuugh. But this lid is so freakin’ heavy…Fine. Things have already come to this, so I might as well bust out my hidden move, too. Take that!"

What happened next was a giant fireball impacting the coffin lid, which abruptly opened, causing Yuri to fall onto her right shoulder and thus waking Celebi up as well.

The Time Travel Pokémon was frightened by the attack, taking it as a personal attack, but as much as it wanted to defend itself or run away from there, it was still too weak from before to even be able to get up.

"Now to grab the goods...Gyaaah!! What!? You ain't supposed to be awake!" Said the creature in front of her.

Now when Yuri, abruptly, came out of the coffin she didn't know what to expect, but among all the possibilities there was not one that represented a fusion between an Espuur and a Meowth of Alola.

Instead of answering the creature still quite stunned by the situation around her, pulling in her head a very confusing 'Alright...' She began to look around to get a minimum idea of where she could be.

The room had in its center the mirror that had transported her there, the desire to break it into a thousand pieces was felt at that moment but breaking their only possible means of return home was stupid and she knew it too.

Around her there were many floating coffin, one of them from which she had come out.

However, there was no time to think too much, because when the girl returned her gaze to that strange Pokémonl, she understood that the silence would not last too long, as the Pokémon seemed to be starting to lose its patience.

The girl began to get up delicately, also adjusting her grip on the arm holding Celebi.

"Who are you! And where am I? Did you bring me here!? Did your trainer order you to do this? Tell me what he wants from me talking Pokémon."

She tried to say it in the calmest tone possible, but because of what had happened before, the fear could still be heard in her voice, not to mention the fact that a Pokémon was capable of speaking to her.

Onestly she just wanted to resolve the situation as soon as possible so she could return home, but her words only infuriated the Pokémon even more.

"Hey! Who’re you calling a Pokémon?! Whatever that is—I'm not! And I certainly don't need a stupid trainer! I am the Great Lord Grim!" said Grim angrily taking her words with offense.

'He certainly has a big ego for a little thing that doesn't even reach my torso' thought the girl bored but she just let out a simple "Uhm" of recognition.

"Tch... Whatever. You human! Just gimme your uniform, and be quick about it!" Grim said, pointing his paw at her.

'Ah a uniform. So that's what these weird clothes I'm wearing are, I thought they were for some weird cult stuff…Wait, hold on! A uniform for what? ' before Yuri could ask this question Grim finished his sentence.

"Cause if you don't...you gonna regret it!" And with this threat Grim threw another blue fireball at her, which Yuri thought was the will-o'-the-wisp move,

Realizing that words were not going anywhere, Yuri was about to send one of her Pokémon out to battle but when she heard Celebi squirm out of her grasp, her focus went on them...they looked scared.

"Celebi what's wrong?" Yuri asked them, worried.

"Ugh!? Hey! What's that weird green bean you're holding?!" Grim asked rudely but also very curious having never seen such a thing.

When he tried to see the creature better Yuri raised her arm hiding Celebi behind the long sleeve of her robe.

As soon as they came out of Yuri's grip, Celebi began to look for a way to leave the room, their eyes were focused on the doors that led to the exit.

They flew towards the gates and as soon as they were in front of them, they used an Energy Ball to push them open.

"Mya-ha! What came to that thing all of a sudden?!" asked Grim, quite frightened by the attack.

Yuri ignored him completely and tried to get the Pokémon's attention by shouting their name, but it was to no avail, because Celebi started flying straight through the college corridors.

Yuri started running after Celebi followed by Grim who yelled behind her "Hey! Where do you think you're going!".

Following Celebi the path was this: the row of classrooms followed out to a pavilion hallway; then outside to a garden; then she climbed the stairs that led to the main street and finally inside another building in Gothic structure that turned out to be a library.

Only when they entered the library did Celebi decide to stop and take a breath, and so did Yuri, who asked them "Buddy. What's wrong?".

Celebi turned behind them to give Yuri an answer but when they felt that presence approaching, they became scared and they started to turn invisible, there Yuri realized that something dangerous was approaching.

Looking around, the girl realized that some books in the library were floating just like the coffin in the first room, but I didn't find any Pokémon around to blame for this, which began to make her suspicious.

"Foolish human! Did you really think you could slip away from me?" Grim said behind her, not caring that the mysterious creature was nowhere to be found.

Yuri turned to him in an angry way, she was really starting to get annoyed with that furball, if he wanted a fight so badly Yuri would gladly give it to him now.

"Now unless you wanna get burned to a crisp, take off that-" she was about to go get one of her pokéballs but stopped when when a long whip came out of the darkness and wrapped itself around Grim's stomach.

"Me-YEOW! That hurt! What's with this string!?"

“It’s not a string, it’s a whip! Of love!” This voice made her immobilized by fear, she looked up to see the face of the owner of the semi-familiar voice.

A man, even quite tall, dressed in quite bizarre clothing, to see him like this without paying attention to the surrounding situation Yuri would have thought he was a magician for children's parties, more than anything else for the cylinder and maybe even the mantle.

What caught her attention above all was the cane, quite bizarre for a person who stood on his two legs very well; and his mask in the shape of Corvinight? Very beautiful but what kinda of special effect he had used to make his pupils come out like that.

'Is he really the reason why Celebi was so scared?' With her still judgmental gaze Yuri decided not to attack or do anything, since she had seen that Grim and this person were not together, indeed they seemed not even to know each other.

Yuri didn't do anything, she just raised her hands near her bag and stood with her arms crossed to stare at the guy.

She didn't care about saving Grim from the man's 'whip of love' as much as she hates violence on Pokémon, she was afraid of making the man in front of her angry, since she still didn't know what he was capable of or what he wanted from her.

Yuri couldn't trust this person, the fact that Celebi was scared of him proved enough for her, so when the man turned to her, she immediately stiffened.

"Ah... I've found you at last. Splendid. I trust you're one of this year's new students?"

'Ahaha... What!? New—yea no...' She thought intelligently, beginning to understand that there was a misunderstanding, her shoulders lost their stiffness..

"Look uhm—" and she was about to tell him when she was kindly interrupted.

"My were you ever eager to make your debut." He paused for a moment to turn to Grim.

"And bringing a poorly trained familiar with you? That is a clear violation of the school's rules." He said in a tone of disapproval.

'OK. Wow. To say that furball belongs to me now that's offensive' She thought smiling at the man in an irritated way. "Ok. No! First of all, that's not one of my—"

"As if I'd, Grim the Great Lord, serve some lowly human! Now lemme go!" He said, struggling a little, probably for the tight grip of the whip.

"Yes, yes. Ribellious familiars always say that. Do be quiet for a bit, won't you?" But in response to Grim's protests, the man simply wrapped the whip up to his face to silence him.

That's when the line was crossed for Yuri 'OK, now that's enough.'

With eyes full of anger and clenched fists to hold her back, Yuri was ready to scold the man for abuse of Pokémon, but refrained from doing so as he also turned frowning towards her.

"Dear me. Of all the students I've dealt with, you're the first with temery enough to open their own gate and step out of it" He sighed. "Does the very notion of patience elude you?"

Although he scrutinized the girl's aggressive gaze, he decided to ignore her completely, turning his back on her and starting to walk in front of him. "No metter. Your orientation has already begun. Let us return to the Mirror Chamber."

Yuri was really starting to lose patience now: first of all he was abusing a Pokémon in front of her as if it were nothing, second of all he had been the one who kidnapped her from the laboratory and bringing her here without her permission, third of all he was blaming her for things she had no control over and worst of all he is now ordering her to follow him without any sort of explanation.

"What the hell are you babbling about." Though with the most passive tone in this world, everyone in the room could hear the cold tone in her words.

The man didn't seem intimidated by the girl's tone of voice. "You awakened in a room full of gates, did you not?"

He answered her as if it were an obvious thing. "All of the students at the campus arrived by passing through such gates."

He crossed his arms and sighed. "Although tipically the students have restraint enough to wait until I open them before waking up."

She started rubbing the bridge of her nose. 'Calm down Yuu. Breathe...This man is clearly convinced that you are a new student who needs to enroll in the academy...Now remember that Celebi was frightened when this man was approaching, he could be an extremely dangerous subject. Just play along,'

Trying not to provoke him in any other way, Yuri simply said to him in a rather uncertain voice "I think something blew the lid off mine..."

The effect was not what she hoped for because in response he turned to her frowning "The culprit appears to be that familiar of yours. You're the one who insisted on bringing it, so curtailing its behavior is your responsibility!"

She bit her lip at those accusations but said nothing, after the third time trying to make him understand that it was not hers Yuri gave up trying.

But a question arose spontaneously 'Why does he keep calling him familiar?' This was starting to give her a feeling that something was going to go very wrong.

"But now is not the time for such prattle. You've a student orientation to attend!" He began to pull her along "Go on now. Make haste."

'Well, there is no other way out! I will at least try to get the bare minimum of information to be said.'

"First, could you just tell me: Where am I? And who are you?"

"Hm? Have you not fully regained consciousness?" The man lifted a dark glove to his chin in thought "The time-space teleportation must have addled your memories..."

If Yuri wasn't used to space-time trevel, she would have had a mental breakdown right now.

'Hold on! But he needs Celebi to do this kind of teleportation! Is—is this the reason why I am here? Does he need Celebi? But how in the name of Archeus does he know that I have connections with Celebi? The professor and I were super discreet in letting only a small group of the most trusted scientists know about Celebi's presence in the laboratory!'

From her expression you could very well understand that the girl was having a tornado full of thoughts. Fortunately the man instead of paying attention to her was looking straight at the road.

"Well, these thing happen, I suppose. I shall explain to you while we walk. Truly, my magnanimity is boundless." The girl was too lost in her thoughts to really pay attention to the man's words, she didn't know how she should act and this was sending her into panic.

They found themselves passing through the courtyard again. She began to look around since she had not done so before, in her haste to reach Celebi.

The place around her was marvelous, what must have been the academy looked like a glorious Gothic castle, in Yuri's eyes it was the place of her dreams.

The man made a fake cough to draw attention to himself “Ahem!” Yuri looked up at him doubtfully, she still could not read him very well.

But then she realized something. 'Why isn't there any Pokémon around?'

She shakes her head. 'No! Calm down Yuu. This is a school! It's obvious that there are no Pokémon running around. You're just worrying unnecessarily.'

"This is Night Raven College. It is an institution for students the world over who demonstrate a rare aptitude for magic." Yuri stopped breathing.

Her eyes dilated hearing those words, her gaze now turned towards the ground was the gaze of pure terror and confusion.

"What." It was not even a little higher than a breath.

He continued not hearing the girl. "It's a prestigious academy of its sort in all of Twisted Wonderland."

Too much.

"And I, Dire Crowley. Having been entrusted with its care by the chairman, I serve as the headmage. Only those who the Dark Mirror perceives as having a talent for magic are admitted to the college. Those who are selected are summoned to the campus through those 'gates', which can appear anywhere."

He paused for a moment to shift his gaze towards the carriage. “That black carriage is expressly for the purpose of welcoming students chosen by the mirror. It carries the enchanted gates that are connected to this school. And as you know, sending a carriage to meet someone on a special day is a time-honored tradition. A honored entrance for honored magicians. Don't you think so too, my dear?"

Too much. Too much information: Magic? Magical coffin? Twisted Wonderland!?. Just too much information at once. Yuri was starting to cough heavily. One hand was clutching her bag tightly, hiding it under her robe, and the other was playing with her hair.

Even though inside the bag, under the fabric of the robe, Yuri could feel the Pokéballs start to vibrate. Her Pokémon were hearing everything and above all they felt the panic of their trainer.

Feeling them close managed to calm Yuri down a little, slowly, her breathing began to stabilize.

She looked up and met Crowley's directly, her stomach hurt and so did her lungs, at the mere thought of speaking she felt like vomiting. She then decided to simply nod her head and continue walking, still playing with her hair.

Crowley seemed satisfied with that answer, waited a moment for the girl to reposition herself next to him and they started walking back to the room where the opening ceremony was being held.

The silence was finally making itself felt in that walk, it was not a silence that created discomfort rather it was very calming. What the girl needed a moment of tranquility, to restabilize herself completely, finally feeling a certain presence watching over her.

But of course good things must come to an end.

"Mmfff! Mmmmmmfff!"

'Oh! Right...Him' She thought, her face was now wearing an annoyed expression.

With the little empathy she had left, she tried for the last time "Uhm... Excuse me, sir, maybe you should let-"

"Now, let us attend to your orientation." Crowley said without leaving room for any objection.

'Oh well I tried.'

Yuri didn't really have a choice, if she wanted to figure out how to get out of there that man was her only hope, even if she still didn't know what she was about to get herself into.

—...

Found in front of the doors of the room from which Yuri had previously escaped, voices of many people could be heard talking inside the room.

Just how many people were there on the other side of the doors? Well, the answer was immediately revealed when principal Crowley opened both doors.

About a hundred was Yuri's answer, at least a hundred students, all wearing the same robes as her but strangely divided into groups. All of them were chattering, their lively words filling the room with a cacophony of sound that echoed off the walls and ceiling.

Looking at them one by one, Yuri noticed the strange gems they had attached to their hips. She made a guess, and believed that the color of the gems meant which group you belonged to, at least that's what she presumed.

She felt Celebi's presence pass by her, so she looked up and realized that the room was lit more than before, but in the end everything had remained the same. There were still floating coffins around and the mirror in the center of the room, it was as if all attention had to go to that.

This was starting to make her a little anxious. Yuri was never good with large crowds or having all the attention on herself, and the fact that Crowley was taking her to the center of the room didn't help.

She only thanked the fact that the students were too busy chatting with each other than paying attention to her.

And yet she felt as if a pair of eyes were staring intently at her and they didn't feel friendly. To avoid meeting that gaze Yuri looks straight ahead.

There were five boys closer to the mirror than the others, they seemed to be the leaders of each group of students.

'But there are seven groups.'

"I assume that we are done with the orientation and dorm assignments?" The first to speak was one of the two short boys. "All right, new students—let me be clear. At Heartslabyul House, I am the law. Break the rules, and it's off with your head!"

His words were commands. His voice was severe and imposing like that of a king, and also a bit self-centered on the part of the law, but that is just Yuri's opinion.

The students who were part of his group immediately fell silent at his words. Yuri had seen, under the hood of his robe, tufts of scarlet hair, as regal as his personality.

'Interesting choice of words.' Yuu wandered around with her eyes from student to student, she wanted to see if she could catch the sight of even a single Pokéball or a Pokémon….Nothing.

A loud and noisy yawn made her attention return to the five boys. The culprit had been the tallest of the six, he had dark skin and dark longer hair.

The words that came out of his mouth were of pure boredom. "Yawn... Well, that ceremony was as boring as ever. I'm going back to the dorm. If you're in Savanaclaw House, follow me."

He waved his hand and looked like he was about to turn around and leave, but then he jerked his head in another direction. His eyes looked predatory, he seemed to be searching for something.

"New students! Allow me to be the first to congratulate you on your achievement." By comparison, the white-haired guy like her who spoke next seemed very polite and enthusiastic, almost too enthusiastic.

"As dorm leader of Octavinelle House, I am honored to have the opportunity to support you in what I hope will be a fulfilling campus experience."

Another tall and quite androgynous boy was observing himself, arranging his hair, from a small hand-holding mirror. "Does anyone know where the headmage went? He disappeard midway through the ceremony..." From the little Yuri could see from under the hood that boy was...oh Archeus, gorgeous.

But her eyes lit up with hope at the sight of the tablet floating next to the boy 'Oh yes—oh yes,yes,yes,yes! it's a tablet-Rotom!' That assumption made her smile.

"Some headmage he is." Then he muttered in a low voice. "Well at least this extroverted crap is over and I can go back to my 'duties'. I will send a map of the school to my students and...I'm done."

Yuri wouldn't want to be wrong but she was pretty sure that the boy with scarlet hair murmured, spontaneously out loud, a "Well, at least he showed up in person." The only answer that came out of the tablet was a "Eerk!" The androgenic guy roll his eyes at that.

On the other side of the tablet was a guy who was about as short as the first one with dark skin. Yuu couldn't see his hair from under the hood, must have been quite short, but one thing that was very noticeable were his huge gold spiral earrings.

"Maybe he had a tummyache?" Is that even a real answer.

Behind her, Crowley slams the doors loudly "I most certainly did not!" He seemed very indignant at that supposition.

"Ah, speak of the devil." Said the scarlet-haired boy, he seems to have loosened up a little when he saw the headmaster in the room, but remained with a straight up posture.

Looking closely at him, for Yuri this boy reminded her of a porcelain doll, beautiful on the outside but to be careful to touch if you don't want to break it.

"If you must know, I was searching for the new student who'd faild to show for the orientation." He made a dramatic gesture by putting his hand on his forehead and immediately began to push Yuri in front of the mirror.

"You are the only one who has yet to be assigned a dorm. Step up to the Dark Mirror, and be quick about it. I'll watch your weasel."

"Mmm!!" Oh well, suck to be him...How the hell can he still breathe in there.

Moving your gaze forward, she didn't like how the boy turned his irritated look on her, as if he wanted to intimidate her for having apparently made a mistake, so she returned the scowl with a sarcastic smile.

From how red his face had become, Yuu assumed that the gesture was not appreciated. He took a step forward and before he could take another a hand rested on his shoulder. One boy with glasses much taller than the other lowered himself to whisper something to him.

Obviously Yuri couldn't hear what they had said to each other. She doesn't know with what miracle the tall guy had managed to calm down the short one or at least had convinced him not to start a scene in front of everyone, since he continued to give her a dirty look, but she was grateful for it nonetheless.

She wouldn't have endured the eyes of so many people on her if she started an argument with that guy. She gave a nod of gratitude at the boy with the glasses that he answered her with a nod of his head.

Well, the attention had fallen all on her anyway, but luckily the only thing she had to do was go in front of the mirror. Easy peasy. She didn't know why, but Hey! Anything that didn't unleash the wrath of a hundred people on her was fine for Yuri.

'Okay, now that I'm here, what!? What am I supposed to do? Should I move my hands in incomprehensible gestures and saying random words? Bring out my Pokémon!? Can someone explained to me the usefulness of all this—'

"State you name." There was a mask face that appeared in the mirror that was talking to her.

'......Ah. Ok after this I'm ready to say goodbye to my already few nights of peaceful sleep.'

Yuu stood in front of the mirror for a moment without being able to say anything, her eyes wide open, but the heavy gaze of the people in the room made her unblock. "Yuri. Yuri...Sycamore"

"Yuri..." The mirror paused. "The shape of your soul is..."

'The shape of my soul?....uhm' Not even in a million years would Yuri have believed that a mirror with a creepy face would tell her how her soul was shaped.

"............" The mirror widened its eyes.

"...................." Then he squeezed them. Was it studying her?

'Could this thing move!' Honestly, she just couldn't wait to get back home after all this freak show was over.

"...unclear to me." Said finally the mirror.

She felt the gaze of the eyes intensify.

The faint murmurs that could be heard in the room ceased at those words, no one dared to say a word, a dead silence had fallen.

Well until Crowley decided to break that deafening silence. "What did you just say?"

"I sense no magical power from this one. Soundless. Colorless. Shapeless. Utterly vacant." The mirror said emotionlessly.

'Wow pretty rude.' Yuri thought not really so offended.

"Therefore, no dorm would be appropriate." And the crowd went wild. Voices everywhere: whispers, murmurs, some didn't even care to lower their voices. Hundreds of people talking about just one thing, her.

'Please let me wake up now.'

Headmaster Crowley, who seemed to be on the verge of cardiac arrest, screamed loudly "Are you suggesting that the black carriage went to recive a person who cannot even use magic?! But that is absurd! The students selection process has no erred once in century of existence."

'Ah…Fantastic. So it was just waiting for me then. Magical.' As the discriminatory looks on her passed, her nervousness continued to grow, with them the sarcastic thoughts...Archeus, she just wanted to disappear from that situation.

"Mmmph! Nnnrgggh... Gasp!" Grim took the opportunity to struggle free. "ME! Let ME have this human's seat!"

With that the headmaster woke up from his thoughts, he tried to grab Grim by the tail, stretching out his arm but he wasn't quick enough to catch him. "Not so fast, you hyperactive weasel!"

Grim jumped and landed practically in front of her. He turned his back to her and said in a proud voice. "Unlike this human, I can actually use magic! So let me be a student here! Look, I will give you the privilege of seeing the magical power of the great sorcerer Grim!"

'Ok the situation is about to escalate quickly, I should get out of here.' Yuri looked terrified at Grim, having half an idea of what the feline wanted to do. Without thinking twice she run and hid behind one of the coffins for shelter from what was about to happen.

The scarlet boy had also understood what was about to happen. He gritted his teeth and turned to the other students shouting. "Everyone, get down!"

He jumped back, let out a kind of feline roar and spat a ball of fire that boomed throughout the room.

"AHHHHHH! HELP! My butt is on fire over here!" Poor boy. Yuri really wanted to go and help him out but her fear of fire blocked her from approaching it.

Fortunately, another boy went to help him immediately. She was quite impressed by the speed the boy had in assisting the other. 'Wow nice reflections.'

She could have had her trusted companion come out to help her put out the fire but she had to confirm her doubts first, she couldn't risk it.

Crowley, impatient but above all unnerved by all the mess that had formed, clenched his fist and with the other hand, with his clawed glove, pointed menacingly to Grim "Someone catch that blasted animal before it sets the entire school ablaze!"

"I thought you fancied yourself a hunter. Go and help yourself to that plump little morsel." The beautiful androgynous blonde was smirking mockingly over at the tall, dark-skinned man beside him, obviously making fun of him.

But his smirk went off his face as soon as he noticed that the other boy was not paying him any attention.

He hadn't even turned to look at him, too busy continuing to look for something with his gaze, which seemed to stop on one of the floating coffins.

"Oi! Are you ignoring me or have you finally developed the skill of sleeping with your eyes open!?" Now frowning the blond guy followed the brownish hair guy's gaze trying to figure out what had caught his attention so much.

At last the tall boy turned around, but without looking at the blond in the face, giving up in trying to find what he was looking for, and with an annoyed tone and waved a clawed hand dismissively, simply said. "Too much effort. Do it yourself." He then closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

"Allow me to handle this, Headmage Crowley. If none of you are up to the task of catching a small animal, I will accept the responsibility." Said the polite boy with glasses, as genuine as his help might seem, to Yuri it gave more the impression of someone who was trying to show off.

"WTG Azul. Rackin' up those participation credit." Yuri laughed at bit at that. She found the comeback of the boy on the other side of the tablet very funny, especially for the situation they were in.

After a bit of debate about who had to go and catch Grim, two boys, the one with the glasses and the scarlet one, respectively called Azul and Riddle, offered themselves. Yuri was just waiting for that 'Ok perfect now it's time for them to release their Pokémon. That's it!... there's no other solution.'

But when she tried to peek out from behind the coffin, her breathing began to increase. So much fire…. It was everywhere and was expanding rapidly. She couldn't do it, she couldn't maintain eye contact at that scene. She was back behind the coffin, her back against it as if she wanted to merge with it, breathing hard. She put her hand inside her clothes and when she felt the fabric of the bag she began to tighten her grip on it and shut her eyes. 'Come on not now! Please just take a look! Even little one! Just one!'

She felt someone’s forehead rest gently on hers. She knew who it was. After a few deep breaths, she raised the elbow of the arm that held her bag, an invitation for a semi-hug. The guest in question immediately understood what the girl wanted and quickly ducked under it to give her a hug over the shoulder.

She felt that the gaze of the eyes was fixed on her more than ever, she couldn't understand what the person who owned those eyes felt, but he didn't seem to have bad intentions, but even if he had had them Yuri didn't care.

She had understood that if she wanted to at least calm down to be able to move and see the scene that was happening right behind her she had to concentrate only on the presence of her Pokémon and isolate everything else.

Slowly, her hand attached to the edge of the coffin as a support, literally out of the corner of her eye, because her body categorically refused to move, Yuri was able to see the confirmation of what she did not want to believe until that moment, her worst-case scenario.

Riddle raised his pen, the same way a Pokémon Trainer raises a Pokéball to declare battle. His voice was filled with energy borne from anger as he declared. “Order and silence! You shall be sentenced first. The verdict comes afterwards. Now, prepare yourself… Off with Your Head!”

'What the...No….no-nonononono…It's not possible.' Her eyes widened...Magic. Pure and unique magic, and it had not been used by a Pokémon but by a human being....A—A kind of collar (?) had appeared out of nowhere and had positioned itself perfectly around Grim's neck…And it had been that boy. He made it appear. It could not have been anyone else…...It could not have been a Pokémon.

She looked around, everyone was agitated or scared but not for that. All these people around her were not having any kind of reaction. Nothing: no one was screaming, no one was panicking, no one had remained immobilized staring at what had just happened….They didn't care…They were calm, normal....As if that was normal.

'This is not my world, is it...'

That realization sent her into a vegetal state, it seemed to her that she could not do anything at that moment, she could not move a muscle. Hell, she could almost not move her eyes.

'How could this happen? How.....That mirror.'

The mirror is the reason of why she was here and it'll be the reason of why she will be back home.

“Fugya! What the heck is this!?” Grim emitted in a choked voice.

“The Queen of Hearts’ twenty-third law: One must never bring a cat to a formal affair” The scarlet boy, brows drawn together in a glare, stepped forward with his pen (?) still glowing, his voice echoed throughout the hall. "Your presence here is a violation of the order. You will vacate these premises immediately."

Grim's voice brought her back to reality, she couldn't stay in that hiding place, she had a situation that she had to manage, things to clarify. After many long breaths, slowly, Yuri came out from behind the coffin, arms crossed, luckily the fire had diminished.

'That is quite specific as rules... Wait! Who the hell is the queen of hearts? End what the heck is a cat!?' Yuri had well understood that she was in another world but in order not to arouse suspicion she had to try to grasp as much information as possible.

“But I’m not a cat either!” Grim said angrily, as he rolled left and right in an attempt to get it off. "Don't you try'n collar me! I'll burn it right off! Huh...? Wh-what gives? My fire ain't workin'!"

He sneered. "Until I deign to remove that collar, you won't be using any magic. Just like a house cat."

"M-meoWhat?! I'm not a pet!" Grim took it very personally.

Riddle scoffed at that. "Oh, you've nothing to worry about there. I certainly have no interest in having you as a pet. The collar will disappear once you're removed from campus."

'Disappear, not being taken off.' Yuri bit her lip at those words, even if it is a single word, the meaning of the phrase changes completely.

His companion, Azul, applauded a couple of times, as a sign of congratulations. "Ha—HA! Good show as always, Riddle. Your unique magic never ceases to amaze me, really. Your signature spell locks down any sorta of magic. It's quite handy. I've just GOT to have it—ah, I mean, I've just got to have respect to it."

'Call it.' Yuri thought not really impressed by that small change in attitude, both her and Riddle began to look suspicious at Octavinelle's dorm leader.

'Well, now what? Should I—' The headmaster stood in her face, with one hand holding Grim's collar from which he was hanging and from which he was desperately struggling as he tried to get it off.

"Dear child! Was I not clear that you are expected to take responsibility for your familiar?!" He scolded her.

'And I wasn't clear when I told you that it's not my familiar?' She thought exasperated by the situation. Showing off her most false smile to be polite, she replied to him in a dry way "Sir. Not mine."

"Now discipline your— What's that?! It isn't yours?" Crowley said in stunned, as if she hadn't tried to tell him 5 times earlier.

"Nope." Prolonging the sound of the p with her lips.

"Oh...Is that so?" Crowley said embarrassed.

'Do you really need my third confirmation?' She raised an eyebrow. She looked down began to bite her lip and kick her foot not knowing what else to do. She was starting to feel uncomfortable in that situation again.

"Ahem! Then I shall have it expelled from campus. I shall even spere it from being served as dinner. My, but I am kind." said Crowley, smiling proudly at his own praise.

Yuri, on the other hand, immediately raised her head with a afraid look at those words. 'Do they eat monsters here?'

"Nooooo! Let me goooooo!" Some hooded student obediently took hold of him and began to pull him away. "Let me go! I’m going to become—! I’m going to become a Grand Sorcerer! You will—…!"

“Well!” Crowley clapped his hands, bringing quiet back to the hall. "That was quite the unexpected fracas. I hereby declare that orientation hes concluded. Now each Housewarden is to lead their new housemates back to their dorm...Hm? Come to think of it, I don't see Housewarden Draconia of House Diasomnia anywhere."

'Have you really noticed it only now?' Yuri thought, raising an eyebrow, she thought it was quite unprofessional as a level of attention, especially for a principal.

The boy with the braids rolled his eyes at that. "And that surprises you? Dude's a total recluse." He spat rudely.

"Wait a sec...Did anyone even invite him?" Said the boy with red eyes.

"If you're that worried about him missing out, maybe you should have told him yourself." The androgynous person put one hand on their hip, sending a derisive glance in his direction.

"Maybe, but I don't know him too well either..." The short boy crossed his arms, his gaze was now less willing to the proposal.

Once again the hall filled with murmurs, though now a little fear could be heard in their voices. The things that were being said were not very reassuring: "Draconia...Like, Malleus Draconia? That Draconia?" Another stutter "So it's true? He really does go to this school here?" And another "Yikes."

'Perfect! So there is a worldwide danger in this school. Yey! Perfect just perfect. More worries, just what I needed.' It didn't take a genius to understand that if only the name of this person had aroused so much fear in all the students, then he was a person with whom Yuri wanted nothing to do with. Looking down she began to bite her lip again.

"Ah. Just as I'd expected." The voice came from a short boy with a deep voice who had appeared behind the boy with the pigtails and the blond one.

"I figure I'd come down and see for myself whether Malleus had made an appearance." Then he sighed and crossed his arms.

"But once again, he was evidently not informed that his presence was required at an official ceremony." He said without any clear emotion in his voice.

She couldn't see much of the boy, since he was facing away from her and his hood was covering his face, but it was still a bit strange to her that someone who was objectively so short had such a deep voice.

Azul's expression changed, he gave the short boy a sad look, but not even a shred of sincere pity could be found in his voice. "You have my sincerest apologies. I assure you, this oversight was in no way intended as a snub."

"I mean, you must admit, he's not exactly the easiest person to strike up a conversation with." Riddle said in a flat tone, he seemed to still be angry from what had just happened to respond in his cordial manner to the other boy.

'Funny, how you are the one to talk.' Yuri raised her eyebrow at that.

"No matter. All who were assigned to House Diasomnia, follow me. I just hope he doesn't sulk about this..." And with that he left the chamber with the group of boys who had the green colored gem.

Crowley claps his hands to draw attention to himself, "Well.....This year's ceremony was a total disaster....splendid.....Ahem! All dorm leader are requested to take their respective students to their assigned dorms......Please let there be no further problems for the rest of this day, thank you."

And with that the other dorm leader with their respective groups started to leave the room. Yuri had her head down but she could clearly feel the gazes of many students staring at her, murmuring among themselves: some were laughing at her, some were judging and others were angry at her for the mess she had created.

She didn't blame them, she understood that she had ruined something really important to them, most likely this ceremony was as impotent for them as choosing the starter for her, and she was very ashamed for that.

Crowley waited until the last student had exited the hall before he turned to her again. "Well then, Yuri. This is a most unfortunate turn of events. I'm afraid that you will not be attending Night Raven College after all. Surely you realize that I cannot very well admit a student with no magical ability to my academy."

'Believe me, no one will cry over this decision.' She simply nodded her head.

"Glad we see eye to eye." But then he frowned, his gaze was perplexed. He put his hand under his chin.

"Even if I could have sworn..." His gaze was fixed on her, almost on her soul for how intense it was.

"Never mind...Oh! But worry not. The Dark Mirror will see you safely home." Then he turned to the mirror.

The girl didn't care why the principal seemed so insecure at his words, now the only thing that mattered was returning home. In one piece and with all her Pokémon. She felt Celebi's grip on her left shoulder, so she didn't have the fear that maybe the Time Travel Pokémon would be left behind.

Crowley spread his hands wide. "Now, step into the gate, and visualize the place from whence you came." He took a deep breath, the magic began to flow around him.

"O Dark Mirror! Return this soul to where it belongs!"

And they waited for something to happen....and waited and waited.

'Ok, is it just me or is it taking a bit too long?' She gave Crowley a worried look.

"Ahem. L-let us, er...try this again. O Dark Mirror! Return this soul—"

"There is no such place."

"What?" Crowley said, widening his eyes.

'Oh...'

"There is no place in this world where this soul belongs."

'...oh fuck'

"How can that be?" Crowley lifted both metal-tipped gloves in exasperation. "Aah… My, but today is a veritable cavalcade of impossible phenomena!"

"This has never happend throughout my long tenure. I must confess that I am at something of a loss." His tone expressed nothing but confusion.

A demanding tone and gaze rested on Yuri. "Tell me: From what land do you hail?" But you could hear from his tone that he was more desperate than anything else.

But Yuri didn't answer, she didn't even give any sign that she was even listening. She was simply staring at that mirror in front of her. Her eyes began to dilate with rage and her fists began to clench.

Concerned about the lack of response, Crowley stepped forward and reached out to touch the girl's shoulder. But before he could do it, she screamed.

"What the hell are you talking about!?"

Instinctively he withdrew his hand to him. Crowley was frightened by the girl's tone of voice. He began to clearly see the girl's anger that was growing out of proportion.

He swallowed nervously. "Mister Yuu...?"

She began to take steps forward. When she was right in front of the mirror she took the end of it by both. She started screaming in its face.

"You literally brought me here! You're the reason I'm stuck here! In this horrifying place, Archeus only knows where! And—and I was almost burned alive! And now you want to tell me that you can't bring me back home! Even if YOU are the cause of all this!? Oh don't give me that crap!"

As red as she was in the face, Yuri now looked a lot like that Riddle boy. She was blinded by anger when she raised her fist, ready to hit that mirror and shatter it into a thousand pieces.

Fortunately, it was Crowley who stopped her from her unthinking actions. He blocked her from under her armpits and took her away from the mirror. 

The girl began to squirm and Crowley was starting to have trouble holding a grip on her. "Please, Mr. Yuri! Ahk—Listen to me! I hope you also understand that what you are doing will not solve anything. Calm down! And think before you take reckless actions that could damage this already disastrous situation even more."

And with that I let the girl go. He positioned themselves in front of her and put his hands tightly on both shoulders, thus preventing her from approaching the mirror.

"Now take a deep breath. Calm down. I will try with the best of my resources to solve this situation....Seven! Today's children, always making hasty decisions without thinking.....Oh! If only I wasn't so patient." Crowley said exasperated, his hands still on the girl's shoulders but the grip had loosened.

Yuri began to pant, she couldn't control her breathing, her body was still shaking with anger. Noticing this, Crowley coughed and very hesitantly began rubbing circled drawings on her left arm, very awkwardly but one appreciates the gesture. 

With great breaths Yuri was managing to regulate her breathing. She put her hands through her hair, ruffling it a little, and then slid them over her nose and mouth, continuing to breathe deeply. 

She made a gesture to ask the principal to move away from her a little. Crowley let go of her arms and took two steps back.

Crowley crossed his arms, patiently waiting for an answer from her. Yuri looked at him confused for a few seconds, and then remembered the question he had asked her earlier. 

The girl looked into his eyes and then into those of the mirror, she was perplexed, she didn't know if she could really trust this man.

Especially on the fact that even though he had in a sense carried her there he didn't know how to bring her back, and for Yuri that was a big no for her trust.

She bit her lip and looked down "I don't remember."

Crowley blinked a couple of times "What...?"

"I—I'm sorry Mr. Crowley but I don't remember the exact name of my home. I have various memories.....but it's all very confusing." Yuri said nervously without ever looking the man in the eye.

"But how is it possible! I mean, of course, the time-space teleportation that has to be made in the coffin can the upset the students' memories a bit at the beginning, but not so seriously....not with memory loss....Dear Seven!" He began to stutter very quickly that at a certain point Yuri could no longer follow him.

Then he breathed a sigh of irritation. "Let us go to the library and let's see if you can recognize it from some image or by name. Now, follow me, please."

'Yes, as if we really found something useful' Rolling her eyes, Yuri followed Crowley to the library where she was before arriving there.

—...

“Nothing!”

Crowley raised his hands in the air in exasperation, throwing the book in his hand behind him.

Yuri, on the other hand, made herself comfortable in the library chair. She knew that any question he asked her or any image he showed her, the answer would always be the same 'No. Doesn't ring a bell with me.'

The truth was that Yuri didn't want that man to find where she came from, she could only imagine what could happen.

These people were already endowed with magical powers in their own right: if they had also got their hands on the powers of Pokémon, most likely a war would have started between the two worlds for dominance in power (the Pokémon).

She didn't even know how strong their average sorcerer was. The worst case scenario was that an average sorcerer was as powerful as Legendary Pokémon. Already some people are dangerous with Pokémon, let alone those with added magic.

Plus, she didn't even know how many people were able to use magic. The school was designed to raise students in the field of magic, this excluded the fact that magic was something forbidden or unknown.

Indeed remembering what had happened during that disaster at the ceremony most likely the use of magic was quite normal in this world, but this did not mean that everyone necessarily knew how to use it.

There were too many risks in letting him discover her world of origin. Yuri decided it would be better if she herself would look for a way to return home, even if it took her years to do so.

Crowley sighed in exhaustion, collapsing one of the chairs. "Now, are you quite sure that you don't remember the name of the country you came from? That wasn't some sort of lie? Forgive my skepticism, but it seems strange to me how you can give a description, although very general, of your place of belonging but not a single specific name of this place."

In order not to arouse too much suspicion, Yuri had given the principal a general description of Kalos. Unfortunately, that information was useless, it was too vague and except for a few very small exceptions Yuri always lied about 'not remembering' when she had to tell him specific names, there was no chance that the principal would find her home with so little information. 

But even with that, it was obvious that Crowley still had big suspicions about her memory loss, but luckily for her there was no way to tell that she was lying.

"With all due respect sir, but I don't see any reason why I should lie to you. I have no intention or desire to stay here. What I want is to just go back to my home and I can't understand how lying to you can help me with that."

Crowley narrowed his eyes suspiciously at her but did not pursue the matter and moved the conversation to something else.

"Hm...However, even if with your poor description of your homeland it doesn't seem to resemble any of those on maps. With my immense knowledge I would remember such a place and yet it does not sound familiar to me."

He paused for a moment to think. "If so, the only explanation is that you've come from another planet. Or perhaps you were summoned here from another dimension?"

'Wow. Shocking.'

But for Yuri there was still something that didn't add up. "Excuse me, Mr. Crowley, but there is by chance, for some specific reason, that the mirror chose me. If I remember correctly during the ceremony you explicitly said that I am the first case of a student without magic to be 'admitted' by the mirror in this college."

Crowley looked her straight in the eye, smiled at her and said crudely. "My dear, if you don't have any kind of magic, I don't see any reason why you should be useful to this school. Therefore, I don't see why the mirror would have specifically chosen you. I'm pretty sure your arrival here is a simple mistake of chance."

Rude but not far from the truth.

Crowley closed the book he was holding open with one hand and got up from his chair. "Now that we've settled that. Show me everything that you brought here with you. Do you have some form of identification a driver's license perhaps? Or even a..shoe? You do seem a tad bit...empty-handend."

Yuri looked up at him with wide eyes. 'D-did he not see my bag?....Is he testing me or something? To see if I'm lying to him?'

Looking at herself well, she realized that the robe she was wearing covered the bag really well and also all of herself in general.

She looked up at him again, then she shakes her head. "No, I—...I got nothing with me."

Crowley put a finger under his chin, looking neither suspicious nor surprised by what he had been told. "Well, this is quite the predicament. I cannot have someone with no aptitude for magic bumbling about my magic academy. And yet, as an educator, I am loath to expel a young person without a cent to their name, or any ability to contact their guardian. Oh That would be just heartless!"... "Hmmmmm..."

Yuri folded her arms and leaned back in her chair to await the principal's final decision.

"...Ah!" Crowley put his fist in one hand. "There is s vacant bulding oh this campus. It was, in fact, used as a dorm a long time ago. With a proper cleaning, it should be habitable enough."

A proud smile on his face. "Out of the profound kindness of my heart, I will allow you to live there for the time being. In the meantime, we will investigate other ways to send you home."

He put his hands on his hips. "Dear me, but I am a gracious man indeed! A model educator, one might say."

When she saw that the man had finished speaking, Yuri got up from her chair. Crowley was confused by this action. "Hmm? Is there something you want to add, young one?"

She didn't answer him, she bowed her head and back in gratitude. "Thank you very much sir for your hospitality, I will also try to find a way to return home as quickly as possible, so that I will not be in your way anymore. Thank you again for these gestures of thoughtfulness, you do not know how grateful I am, I will do my best to try to repay you."

Most people wouldn't have thought the same way, but for Yuri these were truly great acts of kindness from the principal. After all, he was offering her a roof to sleep under when he could have just as easily abandoned her in the middle of the street, after all she had nothing there... she had no one, Crowley couldn't even have problems with the law since she had no one to turn to, no one to help her. Yuri was truly grateful towards him.

When she looked up again and met Crowley's gaze, she found no emotion on his face or in his eyes, she felt as if he was studying her under his gaze.

Neither of them moved for a while, until Crowley's face formed a mocking grin. "Well this confirms to me that the mirror, truly, didn't choose you."

Crowley’s eyes curved in a smile. "Well then, I shell take you to your dorm straight away. It is an older building, but it has plenty of...character, one might say."

With that he got up and started walking towards the exit of the library, motioning for the girl to follow him.

Yuri didn't understand what she meant by "character" or what the previous sentence meant, but as long as she had her Pokémon with her everything would be fine.

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Can i request a NSFW hc of Christian Cage's kinks?

Christian Cage's Kinks (Headcannons)

An: I already made a NSFW alphabet that includes his kinks (where you can find HERE) So for this I just thought I would include his kinks from that but explain exactly what those kinks mean

Christian Cage Masterlist Main Masterlist NSFW Alphabet Masterlist

Warnings: NSFW content 18+

Daddy kink/ Dd/lg: This one's kinda self explanatory (if you know what I mean) I mean he does have a thing for fatherless wrestlers 🤷🏼‍♀️

Breeding kink: This man is obsessed with the  idea of knocking you up. He loves the sight of his seed pouring out of you. All he wants is to get you pregnant and show you off like a trophy. He get's off on what people would say about the two of you, how an older man like himself knocked up his controversialy young girlfriend.

Pregnancy kink: Once you are pregnant he can't get enough of you. The way your breasts grow and lactate has this man foaming at the mouth. There is something about the way you glow during your pregnancy that has this man on his knees for you. He's so facinated at watching your body change during pregnancy. He can't wait to meet your little angel and of course knock you up again.

Overstimulation: He loves to absolutely destroy you just so he can put you back together again. He loves to make you cry underneath him but in the most loving way possible. (if that even makes sense) After he fucks you into oblivion he will hold you close and kiss away your tears.

Orgasm control/ orgasm denial/ forced orgasm: Ties into overstimulation, he will be rough and ruthless with you just to spoil the shit out of you afterwards. "You did so good baby, I'm so pround of you" He knows he can be mean so he makes sure to make it up to you later. He's big on aftercare just so he can destroy you again once you're back in reality.

Spanking: This one's pretty self explanatory. (Ties into the daddy kink and dd/lg) It's simple if you've dissipointed him or have been bad you get a spanking. Sometimes you will mess with him on purpose just to be punished for it later. He's traditional with it too, he won't use anything fancy like a paddle. He will have you over his knee with your dress over your head, spanking you with his bare rough hand.

Cock warming: This man just loves to be in you 24/7. He can't get enough of you. He loves how close the two of you are. Whenever he can, he wants to be in you. Whether that's while watching tv, while you work on your computer, while you sleep or out in public. He loves the warmth you provide, he just can't get enough of the feeling of you around him.

Creampie: (ties into the breeding kink) He just can't get enough of the mess the two of you make together

(AN:I also wanted to put in here that I personally think dd/lg is gross but I have a feeling Christian would be into it. Due to that I will not be writing any fics around anything like that!)

[silly-unhiged-frov]

So...umm

Hello there :D

Hope you're having a nice day or night, or afternoon!

This is my tumblr account and also my first post . I'm not sure how to make an introduction , but yeah!

I would like to post here random ramblings of mine , and from time drawings or things i do .

I love art and i hope that one day i will be a good artist . At the moment i'm still a beginner , i'm trying to draw better every time but i'm still struggling with a lot of things. But that's okay! With time maybe i will become better at it. I don't draw too much tho...For some reason i have very low energy even if i have the motivation . But i will work on it!

With that said , i don't promise i will post pretty much, not that anyone will be interested. I'm making this account just for fun anyway.

Anyway, here is my first picture to be posted here 💅

I'm at a cafe right now , energy kicked in so i got to finish it . If you look at it you can probably find a lot of mistakes :")

But i'm trying to be as pround of myself as possible.

About the drawing: Not much. I love vintage clothing, especially suits. And i thoght Anderson would look awesome in one >:3

Also, i gave him a broch with a cross instead of the necklace. I tried to draw the necklace but i just didn't get it right. Anyway ,you can't tell me he doesn't look good in a suit even if my drawing isn't great . I want to do it digitally as well. Don't know when that will be done tho .

The shirt is suposed to be flarred , but i don't know how to draw that :")

This was the inspiration:

Anywwaaay

If you read all this pharagraph , thank you.

And i hope you're doing well :3

Please take care of yourself, self-care it's important

🤍🐁

[llamaqueenprompt]

Masterlist

REQUESTS: OPEN

LAST UPDATED: 15/04/2025

Alex Karev

works: 1

Not Happily Ever After - “What happened to their happily ever after?” “Not all stories get a happily ever after”

Annalise Keating

works: 1

Get Out - "Come out so I can kill you"

Callie Torres

works: 1

The Last Letter - "you don't deserve to be forgotten"

Damon Salvatore

works: 1

Revealing Roadtrip - "admitting that I'm right is always a good option."

Dylan O'Brien

works: 1

Love in the Spotlight - "This sounds a lot like a marriage proposal." "Maybe it is."

Fitz Grant

works: 1

Pillow Wall - "There is only one bed."

Harry Bingham

works: 1

Hope is For You - "Hopefulness is like a drug. It’s hard to escape the addiction of hoping."

Isaac Lahey

works: 1

Beneath City Lights - "We’re lying on a desert parking level, watching the stars, but we’re in a big city with too much light, so we end up just watching each other."

Jace Herondale

works: 1

Family Reunion - "You're actually kind of amazing"

Jackson Avery

works: 1

Bitch of the Year - "-you're really campaining for bitch of the year, aren't you?"

Jake Ballard

works: 1

Future Plans - "This is not the time or place for this."

Jay Halstead

works: 1

Sweet Creature - "I'm so pround to be your father,"

Justin Foley

works: 1

Just One Second - "Fine, make me the villain,"

Luke Patterson

works: 1

Single In, Single Out - Wedding -  Write about a family wedding where you are the only single - besides a ten-year-old.

Magnus Bane

works: 1

Out of Love - Inspired by Out of Love by Alessia Cara

Mark Sloan

works: 3

The Last Letter - "you don't deserve to be forgotten"

Bitch of the Year - "-you're really campaining for bitch of the year, aren't you?"

His Secret Child

Mason Mount

works: 1

Uneducated Buy - "You're not stupid. Just uneducated."

Max Verstappen

works: 1

Red Flags and Blushes - "Are you blushing?"

Nick Amaro

works: 1

Crazy Person - “Since when did you become an expert?” “Since I watched a documentary about it. Last night.”

Others

Becca Gelb - Support System - "you should have called me"

Amelia Shepherd and April Kepner - The Wedding Fiasco - "Do you realize what you've done?"

Leo Roth - One Night Stand

[particular-one]

Hi! Can I have match up, please? From star rail, genshin and, fe3h?

As a name I can say Nat.

I'm she/her.

I would like match up with male chracters.

My mbti is INTP.

I'm rather quiet person, i don't like talking just for hearing my own voice. I think i'm a little bit pessimistic. I take long time to warm up to people but then when I decide that "yea, they are cool" i'm able to change my plans for them on spot. I really hate long term routines, they make me anxious. I'm night owl and really grumpy in the morning. I tend to be procrastinstor. Also my biggest weakness is being very pround person, asking for help or a break is hard for me most of the time.

My hobbies include writing, reading, taking trips around city, playing games and cooking.

In romantic partner I look mostly for independece. I have rather small social battery and I struggle with people who needs constant attention and affection.

As date ideas for misc I adore late night walks, i love looking at the light and breathing that characteristic night air. Also my love language includes gifts and quality time. From other random facts, I like cats and own one. I really dislike big parties and dancing.

Thank you in advance!

hello nat! and aaaa a star rail and fe3h request :] of course, i hope you enjoy your matchups!

HONKAI STAR RAIL ---- DAN HENG

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ dan heng actually appreciates the change of pace whenever he's with you; for most of his day, he's usually with march 7th or trailblazer, who aren't exactly the quietest people. though most of the time the both of you are in the same room together in silence, dan heng finds this solace comforting. for the moments that you two share a conversation, dan heng finds your insights very fascinating. he respects your space and is the last person who would overstep his boundaries, but a small part of him deep down would love to get to know you even better. as a partner, dan heng is the protective type. though he is in no way controlling, he'd go out of his way to ensure your safety. also, dan heng is secretly a romantic in private 100%. during the trailblaze missions, he saves up a portion of the place's currency in order to get you something that he thinks you would like. when he finds out that you stay up really late at night, he invites you to spend time in the archives together where the both of you would pour through books that catch your interest together <3 dan heng is too embarrassed to admit this, but he likes having your presence around even if you two don't exchange much words.

GENSHIN IMPACT ---- AYATO KAMISATO

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ayato was really intrigued by you when he first met you. though you came off as a bit pessimistic, ayato actually found it quite amusing and wanted to get to know you better. though the both of you initially clashed - considering the fact that ayato is the type to stick through routines and careful planning, it became a gradual kind of respect mixed with appreciation that blossomed into the potential for something more. as a partner, ayato plays his cards really strategically - in essence, he didn't want to mess something up with you. though you still were rather pessimistic, he actually offered a lot of comforting words and advice that he hopes you would take to heart. ayato deeply values work and he understands how asking for a break or for help is difficult, but he is the type who would encourage you to take it easy; at times, he'd even plan out something on a whim just to make sure you get to relax. he also likes your cooking, ayato is usually off limits in the kitchen because of his unorthodox food choices. though it goes against his usual personality, at some point ayato becomes open to the idea of going on spontaneous hangouts or walks with you - he noticed that unplanned things that you do together was rather exhilarating and eventually opens himself to that more often.

FIRE EMBLEM: THREE HOUSES ---- FELIX FRALDARIUS

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ felix usually found it difficult to hit it off with other people, but with you, it was rather different. though he didn't understand why you remained quiet most of the time, he didn't dig too much into that. however, the time that he actually was interested in you (or rather, when he fell for you even if he'd deny it) was when he saw you feeding the cats around garreg mach monastery. despite your seemingly stoic and pessimistic exterior, you seemed very at home with the cats. he actually had a different view of you ever since, hence why he gradually tries to make conversation with you. as a partner, felix is incredibly stubborn when it came to ensuring that you were taking care of yourself. even when you procrastinate, felix would be there to help you out on any task that you're dealing with, given that he knew how it works. felix doesn't beat around the bush with his words and actions, so when he sees that you are already struggling, he'd wordlessly help you with it even if you don't ask him first, knowing how you have a hard time asking for help often times. felix enjoys taking night walks with you, and there are even times that you stay outside in the courtyard just breathing the fresh air and sometimes feeding the cats roaming in that area.

[alarrytale]

I would be quite disappointed if he´ll get hair implants because I love this imperfection of his, you know he´s almost perfect in many aspects and so this just makes him like he´s normal human with imperfections. I doubt that he´s balding because his hairline looks quite the same all the time and seriously it´s not even that bad. But what do we know, it´s his head and if he´s insecure about it, whatever. Altho I also think if he´s going for implants, it´s surely connected with his image for his young fans because he needs to look young and fresh as long as possible. But also idk, Shawn Mendes also cut his hair and there wasn´t any deeper meaning than he was just bored and curious how he will look with buzzcut. Maybe H done the same since he´s on break and so is his image. Him and Shawn are not the only ones who cut his hair just because of pure curiousity. Altho yeah, hair implants make sense for him and his image.

Anyway all this drama around both of them since Louis´ tweet, now Harry is literally everywhere (London, Carribean, Las Vegas, Vancouver, LA) without proper photos, he´s also homeless again and now he appareantly has buzzcut....why oh why.

Hi, anon!

We can still live in hope it's not real. The source is Deuxmo* and someone has claimed to have photoshopped it. If it's real it, there are many reasons to explain why;

wanted to

bc of a hairtransplant

for an acting role

did a britney

To me it seems like he's worn a beanie and a hoodie to hide it for awhile. I don't think he's pround of it, so i'm thinking option one is out. Same with option four.

I'm hoping he didn’t do it for a hairtransplant. He's too young and i agree i don't think it's that bad, but that's the most likely reason. I obviously hope it's not for a an acting role. Dude can't act. The whole fandom is united in hating this. His hair is such a huge part of his image.

I hope there is positive change coming for both of them, and that all this bs isn't in vain. They are both shaking the establishment and upsetting the fandom on all sides. The question is why...

[settsunoie]

Over RequiemZ - Prologue preview - 01

Doing things in order so it'll be prologue preview and then character preview

Translation under the cut~

Video link

Yuhiru : (This is…)

??? : Thank godness…You've opened your eyes…

Weird looking young man : How are you feeling ? Are you hurting anywhere ?

Yuhiru : …Eh…? Y-yes… I'm fine…

Weird looking young man : Eh ?

Yuhiru : Why, am I here… My memory is fuzzy. I can't really recall what happened

Yuhiru : (What happened…I'm sure…the sky turned into a strange color. The wind blew hard, and then--)

Yuhiru : Yes that's it ! I was picked up by a tornado ! The wind was so strong that I was swooped off the ground !

Yuhiru : Then, suddendly…The sky cracked and opened up right before my eyes

Yuhiru : And so I was swallowed in, and fainted

Weird looking young man : …A tornado…

He stayed there dumbfounded. I figured no one would believe my story. Should I say something…?

Tuto : Regular Choices You can choose any one. They won't impact the progress of the story (meaning you won't have to choose a specific answer to continue the story). Have a fun choosing your preferred answer (The bottom text reads almost the same)

Choices : Left - You're quite handsome (I wish she choose that one) Right - Please believe me <- Bottom - Maybe it was a dream

Yuhiru : I can't hardly believe it myself but it's the truth ! I'm sure that the sky cracked and that I was sucked into it

Yuhiru : I'm begging you, please trust me !

Weird looking young man : …Please be at ease. I am not questionning your story. I was just a bit…surprised

Weird looking young man : I understand what you have told me. It seems there are lot of things going on

Dorothy : My name is Dorothy. One of this county's witches

Yuhiru : A witch ?

Dorothy : My role is to support the King in matters of government affairs, it is the highest position in this country. This is why we are called "witches". Regardless of gender and age, if you have the qualifications you can become one too

Dorothy : There are currently four of us though. Oh and we don't wield magic. This is only in fairy tales (wait fr Dorothy isn't magical)

Yuhiru : Wait, King ? Am I…in another country ? This isn't Japan ?

Dorothy : Please stay cam and listen closely. You were swallowed by a rift in the sky, thus ending in this country

Dorothy : You are currently in a foreign country…in another world. You could say

Yuhiru : …Another world…

Dorothy : Well, it looks like you are still not convinced. Seeing is believing after all. Please take a look outside. We can see the town from here

Yuhiru : Eh…

Dorothy : We are in this country called [Oz]. This is the pround millenium-old country, surrounded by a desert (dunno the geography yet but this looks not desert-like)

Two white moons are visible in the clear blue sky. From up there, the city didn't look familiar. There was stone houses, carriages going back and forth and people in clothes I've never seen

Outside the castle walls surrounding the city, there was a yellow-colored brick path extending into the lush green moor.

I immediatly saw the castle, looking as if it was from a travel brochure. And I saw where I was. I was inside an ivy covered tokyo tower. At the very top nonetheless

Yuhiru : Are you kidding me ?

[just-watch-and-calculate]

Not just art

…can be made with art supplies/programs …can be beautiful I made something that is not (just) art recently, and I'm very pround of it, despite of how messy it is internally (one would think that, while 'complex' definetely can, 'messy' should not apply to mathematics, but approximation can be not just a solution but also a cause for that)

I'm studying physics, and this semester I have somewhat rediscovered just how passionate I can be about physics and how beautiful it can be. the way a swordfight is mostly a play and dance of just so few variables because swords are quite rigid. the way electroynamics and light only work because of the geometry of spacetime that makes the concept of 'rigid' fundamentally mean nothing in the face of lightspeed. the shapes and not-rotations-but-kind-of that are the reason lightspeed is more fundamental than just a speed. it is the speed and not quite a speed at all. the incrediby weird fact that time can sort of be measured in lightyears even though that is a length unit.

it is beautiful, and its shape are not words (maybe unless one argues that mathematics is a conlang). it can be numbers, but it is also how the numbers relate to one another. and it is not just numbers, but the structures they are in. and the way they describe the shape of the world. the way I can deeply understand it not with words, but with my spatial reasoning. the way I can grasp the shape of that math in my head.

earlier this semester I would've told you that all my thinking happens by way of words in my head, but there has been a perfect storm of circumstances for me to understand how my thinking works better, some of which was set in motion when I first learned about the derivatives in 3d space that are so important to electrodynamics.

even then, it was probably in semester two, I did not understand those derivatives through words but through shapes; but only this semester, when I finally undertook the project of making the shapes in my head into something more externally 'real', 'tangible', by building a geometrynodes setup in blender: a 3d file representing 3d thoughts; when I was examining how my thinking works as I was once again considering the fact that some people do not have an inner monologue, but that their thinking can take different shapes than mine (there has been a truly fascinating diversity in answers when I asked some of my friends if they have an inner monologue/how their thinking works), it was only as both of those came together that I realized just how important my spatial reasoning is to how I understand things and think about some things. how it can help my intuition for things so much. and that it was this intuition for spatial derivatives that was easier to put into shapes than words that was something I wanted to share.

I've finished several renders now, made with an art program but not necessarily art. communication, but not predominantly in the form of words, but surprisingly like it. (even down to the "repeat a word so many times it loses its meaning effect I think) though the end result is a visual one, that two-dimensional result is a step removed from the actual shape of my thoughs; they are not visual ones but spatial. and so, as much as what I was making in three dimensions resembling my thoughs made it easier to work on (and, in turn, improved my understanding too), having to then figure out how to turn it into more directly a visual medium (as opposed to vision being just how I preceived its 3d shape) was harder, because it was getting further removed again from how I think about it.

with in that uni lecture we are now working with 4-vectors, due to how special relativity is relevant to electrodynamics, and while that makes it harder to imagine or visualize I'm still noticing how in my head it is distinctly shapes, not just words or numbers. and it is oh so elegant, these 4-vectors are just the right shape to be the right tool.

I don't know if the thing i made in blender, that feels surprisingly like speaking with not language but geometry, is art, but the understanding it represents is beautiful to me. and I am so very proud of it.

[that-one-cat-meow]

I'm sorry to reblog it again, I'm too pround of this!!

So... if you can reblog too it would be lovely ❤️

EVEN DARK CAN GLOW...

(if you like: Wait, wtf, why is Ink Demon glowing??? 👁️👄👁️

In my little AU, when ink creatures like Ink Demon are near golden ink river, they start glowing like that. Alice have pink flowers on her, Sammy dark blue notes... and bsc Ink is king of studio, he is glowing gold :3)

[beanghostprincess]

I'm just really obsessed with the AU where Ichiji, Niji and Yonji are actually good brothers to Sanji and, I really have to say about my thoughts about this

The three discovering their brother is actually their sister and being supportive, even if they don't understand how act and what say

They still being protective and caring about her, even if Sanji is now the strongest between them

They always looking for her wanted poster, pround when they notice her bounty is higher

They sending letter and calling her from time to time, to make sure she's okay, sometimes even going on a island the Strawhats will be just to see her

They, when Sanji finally found the All Blue and open a restaurant here, visiting her and asking to eat all her meals

They sending gifts to her when it's a special day, happy when she send some to them as well

Okay, there's the hc with focus in them, but now, some thoughts with shipps! (Lusan, Lawsan, Usosan and Acesan)

Lusan

Yonji will probably be the one who likes/bonds with Luffy the most, and Sanji really likes seeing her little brother and her boyfriend interacting

Niji is kind of annoyed by Luffy, he finds him too energetic (plus, he don't like Luffy's affectionate way with his sister)

Ichiji is half neutral half annoyed, like, as long this boy don't hurt his little sister, it's okay, but also he don't like Luffy's touchy way with Sanji (he's still protective with her)

Lawsan

The first time Law meets his girlfriend brother's, he don't expect comments like "Sis, this man looks like he have 30 years at least!" by the blue haired guy or "You look like a starving man, you even eat? My sister cooks really well, you should eat what she makes" by the green haired guy, the red haired just... Looked at him, agreein silently with his brothers

But after learning a bit about Law, they get to like him. Like, he's cool and strong, and he seems to love Sanji a lot (yes, the full of love eyes he gives to her when she's not looking don't go unnoticed by these 3), so they can give him a chance

Ichiji is the one who bond's with Law the most, because of the serious and quiet personality and the subtle way of protect Sanji

Usosan

First off all, Usopp is probably frightened with the idea of meeting his girlfriend brother's, like, they're scary and seem threatening!

The three at first doubt about Usopp's willing to put himself in danger to protect her, because the easily scared way he acts

After seeing him protecting Sanji, they start to respect him more and to really notice how much Usopp loves her

Acesan

It will be fun, Ace's extroverted in a similar way of Luffy and is also very touchy. The difference being that Ace is also flirtly with her (this makes the three so mad-)

A meeting will be chaotic, Ace is affectionate and flirt with his pretty Sanji a lot, even if some of her brothers are watching (just to joke a little)

But putting this aside, they like Ace, he really loves their sister and is ready to sacrifice himself to protect her, and well, she looks really happy

Some extra things:

Lusan/Acesan- Think about how chaotic a 'family dinner' with them, Sanji and the ASL brothers will be. The pure chaos where even if Sabo and Ace/Luffy had already approved the relatonship, Sanji's brother not.

It's gets worse if Zeff's there too (and Shanks or Whitebeard)

Usosan- Yassop discovering that Sanji has brothers and wanting to meet them (still when he doesn't approve the relatonship) just to be surprised as fuck to see the three Germa princes right in front of him. The dinner is really chaotic and Ussop & Sanji kind of have to stop Yassop and the three to kill each others (they quickly notice Yassop's way towards their dear sister and hate it). After some time and Yassop finally accepts the relatonship, they have a dinner again and, this time, things end well

Ughshdhghsgeg I love the concept of these three bastards actually being good brothers. And you don't even have to change canon just- Make them develop feelings and start loving their sister after WCI. It would be great. It makes me so sad and happy at the same time. So emotional. I think that no matter the ship they'd be protective but supportive of their sister and everything would be so chaotic,, The thought of them keeping an eye on Sanji in case she gets hurt makes me go soft. All of these ideas are amazing. Crying, shaking, sobbing.

[systemshoutouts]

im just. so proud of my system. we've been through a hell of a lot, and, and, god. god.

i'm one of the older (still living) headmates. and i dont front very often anymore, but. but still. due to memory issues i cant really know what i was around (as in being a common fronter) for, but. but god knows, hell knows, how shitty our life has been these past... 3 years. 3 years! wow! and thats not even counting life before.

i'm... i'm so proud of us. we've some how made it this far. i'm just sitting here crying, as this wave of pride flows through me - its. you already know.

("one healer to another!")

to everyone before me, you did great. to everyone after me, good luck. to all those in the now, we deserve a break. and to everyone, i love you.

("get me some mangos, will you?")

-- pinkbird !!

[reshiiii]

Spending all day in an archive and going through books on passports form 1926 shouldn't be so fascinating and entertaining.... but it is.