#kiki big city greens

[bcgandsmurfsfan2010]

Leave or Go Together or not at all!

(S06 E04 Smurfquest part 4 reference)

[yippee-optimistically]

gabriella and cricket attack GO [I FORGOT ONE 😭😭😭]

also. whole lot of characters i havent drawn/colored so much yet + some little teen concepts

finished s3 recently it was very good. seasons just keep getting better

Had to come back and edit a lake episode Tilly in

[gloriasato]

nobody understands her like i do💔

[shrozie]

(https://twitter.com/TheGabiType/status/1742633979285774409/)

[midnighmoonligh]

Agere CoD Animal Crossing Head Canon's

(this is just for fun)

Item list; Denim Overalls (white), Kerokerokeroppi Pin, Pacifier (baby grey), Simple-accent Socks (white), Rubber-toe Sneakers (black), Dreamy Backpack (mint), & Panda Umbrella.

Big on-island design

Plays religiously when little

He will harass anyone he can to play with him

Ghost has to aggressively avoid Kyle when playing, he makes him regress

Has a Dark Academia theme

Favorite holiday is a mix of Halloween (favorite character is ofc Jack) and Turkey Day

Aggressively collects amiibo cards, has two binders full of them

The villagers he has are; Apollo, Wolfgang, Skye, Dobie, Chief, Kyle, Fang, Freya, and Vivian.

His starters had been Apollo, Daisy, and Pecan

Ghost's favorite villager is Kyle (looks like Riley & has Gaz's name)

Item list; Annyeong Tee, Baggy Shirt (gray), Dreamy Pants (blue), Jogging Shorts (black), Diaper (light blue), Mohawk Wig, Punk Hair Wig (orange), Pacifier (baby gray, Pacifier (baby mint), Holey Socks (blue), Knee Bandages, Knee Brace (black & blue), Basketball Shoes (light blue), Crossbody Boston Bag (blue), and Blue Umbrella.

All his villagers are jocks

His first animal crossing game was New Leaf

Prefers new leaf, but doesn't mind new horizons

The villagers he has are; Kid Cat, Samson, Stinky, Tank, Teddy, ED, Tad, Moose, Mac, and Lyman.

He collected the amiibo cards for a small time to get jock villagers, but he gave his collection to Ghost.

Soap's favorite villager is Tad

His favorite holiday is Bunny Day

His favorite character is Zipper

His original villagers were Teddy, Deirdre, and Poncho

Soap's Island is a cross between city-theme and kidcore

Obnoxiously into animal crossing conspiracies

He has loads of theories about Zipper

Item's list; Anorak Jacket (red), Colorful Striped Sweater (white, yellow, & red), Diaper (cream), Formal Shorts (white), Track Pants (gray), Crown, Colorful Striped Knit Cap (red), Pacifier (baby gray), Pacifier (baby pink), Color-blocked Socks (brown), Kerokerokeroppi socks, Pompompurin boots, Rubber-toe High TOps (berry red), Bug Cage, Butterfly Backpack, and Rainbow umbrella.

Big on bug collection

Maxed out the bug half of the museum

Gets so excited when seeing Flick

Casual player & often hangs out with ghost

Has had the same villagers since he started

Only really plays if he can play with someone

Got the crown from Ghost (both Ghost & Soap worked to get it for him)

The villagers he has are; Molly, Fauna, Beau, Erik, Deirdre, Pecan, Poppy, Kiki, Mapple, and Ike.

His starter villagers were; Fauna, Deirdre, and Pecan.

His favorite holiday is Festivale and Bug-off

Will take a day off just to sit and play the Festivale event

He'll spend an entire day running around collecting flowers because shiny

His favorite characters are Nat, Flick, & Kiki

The island theme he picked is a sort of glow forest

Item list; Colorful Striped Sweater (navy, light blue, & pink), Oilskin Coat (red), Explorer Shorts (beige), Pineapple Aloha Shorts (red), Outdoor Hat (red), Pacifier (baby yellow) Pacifier (baby orange), Pacifier (baby pink), Rounded Beard, Frilly Knee-high Socks (black), Knee Bandages, Rubber-toe Sneakers (yellow), Rain Boots (red), Fish Pochette, and Fish Umbrella.

The museum is fully maxed out

Shares an island with Gaz, doesn't decorate

He will get super anxious when things are suddenly different

Fishes ALL THE TIME

Only plays to fish for hours

Rich from the fish he catches

Gets lost on the island a lot

Will excitedly shake Gaz if he finds out CJ is roaming around

Is a pro at the fishing tourneys

He has all the special items you can get from CJ

Has the same villagers as Gaz

His favorite characters are CJ and Chip

Gets upset when things block the view of where he's fishing

Will complain about how clapped the villagers look

His favorite holidays are Fishing Tourney and International Museum Day.

Item list; Energetic Sweater (purple), Konnichiwa Tee, Mod Parka (green), Cargo Pants (avocado), Chino Pants (gray), Labelle Cap (midnight), OK Motors Cap, Pacifier (baby gray), Pacifier (baby green), Color-blocked Socks (green), Pom-pom Socks (green), Kerokerokeroppi Boots, Rubber-toe High Tops (olive), Nook Inc. Pochette, and Frog Umbrella.

Loves when it rains

Decorates like crazy

Super pretty and aesthetic island

Specifically created places where Price and fish

He's on fashion and his storage is full of clothes

Doesn't have enough space for his clothes and gets really upset about it

Island aesthetic is neutral neighborhood

He borrows Ghost's cards. He thinks they're really cool

His villagers are; Pietro, Julian, Elmer, Papi, Victoria, Roscoe, Winnie, Savannah, Reneigh, and Annalise.

The original villagers he had were; Julian, Alice, and Elise.

Gaz specifically picks the most obnoxious villagers to annoy Price

He forgets to warn Price when making changes to their island

Favorite holiday is Toy Day

Favorite character is Isabelle

Item list; Chick Tee, Culottes (white), Diaper (light blue), Boa Parka (gray), Denim Overalls (avocado), Kiki & Lala Pin, Pacifier (baby gray), Pacifier (baby mint), Color-blocked Socks (white), Nordic Socks (gray), Tube Socks (navy blue), Cinnamoroll Sneakers, Cute Sneakers (blue), Rubber-toe High Tops (blue), Bear Backpack (brown), and Pineapple Umbrella.

Only plays with Logan and/or Hesh

Shares an island with Logan & Hesh

Hesh's wife plays with them too!

Loves collecting shooting stars & their crafting recipes

Doesn't do anything in particular, mostly just follows Logan & Hesh around

Often watches Logan & Hesh fight over decorating (sometimes antagonizes it & finds it funny)

Logan enjoys having a fall scene, always skipping time to stay in it. Hesh prefers winter. So to compromise they split the island into three parts

Keegan went for a dark cottage-core on his side

Their villagers are; Phoebe, Charlise, Katt, Tybalt, Claudia, Filbert, Kitty, Tammy, Graham, and Vesta.

Their original villagers were; Phoebe, Kitt, and Charlise

His favorite holiday is New Years and Christmas

He always makes sure to play on holidays!

Favorite characters are Timmy and Tommy

Item list; Dreamy Sweater (blue), Garden Tank (blue), Kids' Smock (cherry blossom), Culottes (white), Diaper (light blue), Dreamy Pants (blue), Cinnamoroll hat, Prom Crown (silver), Pacifier (baby gray), Pacifier (baby mint), Pacifier (baby blue), Kiki & Lala Socks, Lace Socks (white), Cinnamoroll sneakers, Mary Janes (blue), Dreamy Backpack (mint), and Blue shiny-bows parasol.

Doesn't share an island with anyone, but is always having shadows play with him on his island

Half the island is worked on the other half isn't. It's been this way for two years

Has a fairy-tale aesthetic (mostly greyscale)

His favorite villager type is dogs

His favorite villager is Cookie

Favorite event is New Years (for the fireworks) and Fireworks show

Favorite character is Redd

His current villagers are; Goldie, Cookie, Portia, Shep, Bea, Butch, Maddie, Daisy, Lucky, Bones, and Boom.

His original villagers were; Lucky, Sparro, and Bam

He has a small collection of cards. He only bought them to collect the dogs more easily but ended up giving up

Plays more than anything when he's injured

Item list; bone Tee, Cardigan School Uniform Top (beige), Two-tone Pants (yellow), Worn-out Jeans (light blue), Paper-bag Hood, Ski Mask (black), Halo, Cosmos Crown, Pacifier (baby gray), Pacifier (baby yellow), Aran-knit Socks (white), Cute Sneakers (yellow), Mary Janes (red), Vivid Socks (yellow), Nook Inc. Knapsack, and Eggy Parasol.

Shares an island with Horangi

Horangi plays way more than he does

Plays New Leaf more than New Horizons

Only really plays when regressed

Absolutely terrified of the bugs and will run away from them or yell until Horangi catches them

Their villagers are; Bangle, Bianca, Claudia, Leonardo, Rolf, Rown, Tynalt, Patricia, Spike, and Merengue.

Their original villagers were; Bianca, Dozer, and Shari.

He really likes talking about animal crossing

He loves playing with people online

His favorite characters are Isabelle and Digby

Horangi conned him into having all the tigers

Island Aesthic is kid core (he begged Horangi)

He has ALL the fruits

[steven1123x]

A Half-Gem Boy’s Adventures In The Creek: Chapter one

Steven and Greg relocate from Delaware to Maryland in order to help Steven transition away from gem-related activities and towards a more typical life with peers his own age.

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A mid-1970s Dodge Tradesman drove down a road in. The van was a white, two-door, open pickup truck with a unique design. The van has a large logo on the side that says “Mr. Universe." It appears to be a customized vehicle, as it is painted in bright colors and has a distinctive look.

Inside the van were two people, a man who had long brown hair, and a brown beard. The man wore a black T-shirt. He also had blue eyes.

Next to the man was a boy, who had curly hair, he wore a red star t-shirt, cuffed jeans, and salmon pink flip-flops.

But what was unique about the boy was that he was half alien — Half Gem to be specific from his mother’s side.

“Dad! why did we have to move?” the boy asked. His father looked at him, a concerned look on his face. He didn’t want them to move. But to keep his son safe he had to. The man spoke;

“Because, Schu-Ball. Pearl and the others wanted you safe and not involved in this stuff. I… I thought I lost you when Jasper kidnapped and held you prisoner. I was so scared that day. Maybe this new life isn’t going to be so bad. You're going to make a lot of new friends in Herkleton.”

Steven just sighed and looked out the window, the radio was playing rock music, and the boy put his palm to his cheek and stared out the window.

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Twenty minutes later, they were in Maryland, Steven looked at the city. Greg turned to a neighborhood, it’s For Sale sign was still up on the front lawn with a little wooden board that said 'SOLD' on it in big red letters, Greg stopped his van

Steven sees a two-story home with a modern design, situated on a quiet suburban street. The house is painted in a light gray color and features a large front porch with a porch swing. The front of the home is covered with a roofline that provides an expansive outdoor living space for relaxation and entertainment.

The house is surrounded by lush greenery, including trees and bushes, creating a peaceful atmosphere. The presence of a car parked near the front of the house suggests that the owners have a driveway, providing convenient access to the home. The overall design of the house and its surroundings reflect the harmonious blend of nature and modern architecture, making it a desirable place to live.

Steven looked at the home in question…. It was nothing like the beach house/Crystal Temple, but. It was a house….

Greg grabbed the keys from the key box that was by the door, he stuck it in and opened the lock, the house was already fully furnished. Steven stands there at the front entrance. His dad put all of their things inside.

“Why won’t you help me, Sthu-Ball?” he asked.

Can’t he see that I’m hurting? that my friends are gone now because of THIS! CAN’T HE SEE THAT?

Steven wiped some tears that were coming out of his eyes. Greg saw him and put a box down, he was about to walk up towards him, but Steven backed away.

“I want to be alone,” he muttered

“Steven—“

“I SAID I WANT TO BE ALONE!” he screamed. Without thinking, Steven ran out the door. he ran into the woods and kept on running, he wanted to go back home! he missed everyone, Pearl, Amethyst, Garnet, Sadie, Lars, Buck, Sour Cream, Jenny, Kiki.

And Connie.

Steven ran and ran until he was out of breath as he put his hands on his knees, the boy heard something. The Half-Gem looked up and gasped, he saw a bunch of kids, He was looking at a lush green forest with trees and bushes, giving it a natural and serene atmosphere. There was a large cooler in the middle of the creek, surrounded by kids who were going to trade in stuff for snacks and supplies. A few other items can be seen scattered around the scene, such as a backpack on the ground and a bottle near the cooler.

In addition to the cooler, there are two smaller objects placed on the ground, one closer to the left side of the frame and another one on the right side. These objects could be anything from rocks or fallen leaves to small animals or other natural elements that have been gathered in the creek.

Steven walks to the cooler and reads the sign. ‘The Trading Tree.’ Steven saw a girl standing there.

“You have anything to trade?” A girl said, Steven looked at her. She has brown skin, dark brown braided pigtails with a widow's peak, and wears glasses. She wears a light blue shirt. She also wears a keychain around her neck with five different keys on it.

“Um…I’m new here. What is this place?”

“This is the Creek! I’m Kit, what’s your name?”

“Steven Universe.”

“Like the show?” she asked in disbelief.

“Yeah.”

“Is your middle name really after Rose Quartz?”

“Yeah,” he said awkwardly.

Kit knew that she’d seen him from somewhere before, and his name did sound familiar to her, she smiled “Oh, since your new. here is something for free.” she said pulling out a choco roll that came with two choco rolls in the rapping, Steven smiled.

“Make sure that you have something to trade for tomorrow, alright?” Steven smiled and gave her a thumbs-up. He walked away from The Trading Tree and found a log to sit down at to eat his snack.

Steven opened the wrapper and began to eat the sweet chocolatey roll. As a girl walks up towards him. Steven looked at the girl, she was about nine. the girl was fairly short She had peach skin, ankle-length strawberry-blonde hair tied into a large bun at the back of her head, she also had brown eyes. “Hello! I’m Steven.” the boy said, sounding much happier than he did before.

“Hi, I’m, Kelsey,” she said, extending a hand. Steven took her hand and shook it. The boy smiled at her. “Hey, you wanna meet my friends?”

Steven nodded and stood up. They both walked to an area with a tree stump, her friends were there.

“Hey Craig, JP! I’m back, and I met this boy!” she said. Steven still stood next to her Craig walked up.

“Hi, I’m Crag Williams!”

“And I’m JP.” the taller boy said.

Steven looks at both of them; JP is tall compared to most kids in the creek. He has light skin, a large head with proportionally smaller cheeks, black eyes, and eyebrows, and red hair.

He also wears a long-sleeve orange and white striped V-neck hockey jersey, black shoes, and tan pants with a tear on his right knee.

Then he looks at Craig;

Craig is of normal stature for a ten-year-old boy and is rather slim. He has dark skin, large eyes, similarly sized ears, a prominent flat nose, and black hair. His head is also large in proportion to his body, he is the same height as Steven.

“Hi!” Steven said.

“Hi!” Craig and JP both waved at the boy.

“Um, what do you do here?”

“You get to play all day until it’s time for dinner, or on weekdays until six, but we can play all day long since it’s summer vacation,” Craig said. Steven was confused by this until six, how come?

“Um, I have a question. Why until six?” Steven asked the three kids.

“We have school. So we get to the creek at three and play for three hours.”

“School?”

“Oh, right! you're a gem. It’s a building that you have to go to and learn a bunch of stuff.” Craig said. Steven nods. He thinks it sounds miserable, being in a building for eight hours a day, sitting down in a classroom, and being told what to do by a teacher. He got that enough already from Pearl.

But, on the other hand… He could be a normal kid and go to school with them. Steven looks at them, he’d just met these kids a few minutes ago. “Hey, me Kelsey and JP are going to the Candy Bar, you wanna come?”

Steven smiled at that, Finally. No responsibilities of being a Crystal Gem, he can be a kid for once in his life! He looked up. “Alright! let’s do it!” he said.

They walked to the other side of the creek, which wasn’t being controlled by the king of the creek anymore, King Xaver. Kids can play freely without the king telling them what to do.

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Steven was walking with them when they saw a large tree, and he took a second to look at it. He saw a hole that was made up of leaves, Craig, Kelsey, and JP all walked inside, and Steven did too.

He heard a piano playing, two boys were playing as kids of all ages were getting candy and soda from the bartender.

“Four sodas, please,” Craig said.

“Craig!” a boy said, walking behind the counter. Steven observed the boy; He had dark brown, chocolate hair, and burnt-sienna skin. His face flaunts a near-constant blush and he is thinner, as well as a little taller than Steven.

He also wore a tucked-in hoodie with gray shorts and white shoes.

“Hey, Shawn!” JP said.

“Hey, guys. How can I help you?”

“Can we get gummy worms and gummy fish with soda please?” Craig asked.

“Sure.” He said, pulling out four plastic mugs placing soda in each of them, and filling them up with the gummy candies.

“Thanks, Shawn!” he said carrying the two in his hands, then going back and getting the other two.

“Here, Steven,” he said, placing the pink plastic cup in front of him. Steven looked at it.

“Um… Is this even edible?”

“I drink it all the time!” JP said, putting his mug down, two gummy worms hung from his mouth. Steven picked it up and took a sip. He bit into the gummy candy and smiled.

“Hey!” he said, clewing it. “This is pretty good!” he said, continuing to eat/drink it. Craig, Kelsey, and JP all smiled.

Steven heard a tuba playing a single note and someone yelling ‘Dinner’

“What was that?”

“Oh, that’s the dinner tuba. It signals everyone to go inside and have dinner.”

“But… I have dinner whenever I want to.” Steven said, walking with Craig.

“Oh, but you want to go home right?

Steven nodded. they both went in the same direction to their houses. Craig opened the door to his house.

“Hey! It looks like we're neighbors!” Steven said, about to open his door.

“Yeah! well, see you tomorrow, Steven!” he said, going inside. Steven went inside the house as well. Then a familiar ringtone rang out, Steven smiled as it said ‘Connie’ on his phone’s screen, it was a picture of him and her in Beach City. Steven was holding up two fingers to make a peace sign. Connie was smiling and making a funny face. Her glasses were tucked in her shirt. Steven smiled and answered the phone.

“Hey, Connie!” Steven said happily, he was glad that he was able to talk to her on the phone, Maybe she could come over to spend a day in the Creek with him and his new friends.

“Hey! How’s Maryland?” that was her first question.

“It’s so fun! I met new friends and went to this place called the creek. it’s a vast place where kids can play!”

“That sounds so cool! Oh, can’t talk now, I'm going to have dinner soon, I’ll talk to you later!” Connie said, hanging up.

Steven went deeper into the house. He looked at some boxes on the floor that were unpacked yet. Steven texted his dad, wondering where he was. When he got a text back that he was getting sushi for dinner. Steven felt relieved that he wasn’t hurt.

The boy walked upstairs and went into his room, his room was fully furnished also with a bed and a desk. He sighed and started unpacking the box that said ‘STEVEN’S ROOM’ in a black Sharpie and a bunch of star stickers.

Steven opened the box and saw that all his stuff was inside. He picked up a purple controller that was tied up.

Probably Pearl did that. he thought to himself

He unpacked his posters. Then he found his GameCube that was at the bottom of the box. Steven set the purple Nintendo console on his desk with the controller that came with it, then he unpacked more stuff.

Greg reached the door with two boxes of sushi, one salmon for himself and one cucumber and avocado for Steven.

“Steven?” he called out, setting the boxes and his keys down on the kitchen counter.

Steven walked downstairs, hearing the sound of his father’s voice. The boy walked towards him, Greg smiled and knelt to his level. “Hey… You alright? you kinda got a little emotional a few hours ago.” Steven nodded in silence. Greg smiled once more.

“Come on, I brought us some dinner.” Steven sighed, grabbed his trey of sushi, then left. “I’m gonna go eat in my room.” Greg watched sadly as Steven walked upstairs to his room to continue unpacking. He walked out back and opened the sliding glass door and saw a man. He wore a blue polo shirt with white jeans and green shoes. He has curly black hair with a slither of gray in the middle and a black beard.

Greg waves at the man.

“Hey!” the man said.

“Hi! I’m Greg Universe!” he said.

“I’m Duane Williams.”

“Hi Duane,” he said.

“Duane! come and help me!” his wife called out from the kitchen.

“Coming, Nichole!” he said, walking back inside the house. Greg looked at his sushi for a few minutes, He put his sushi in the fridge and sat in the living room.

Pulling out his phone, he decided to text Pearl.

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Steven’s phone played Your the Anchor That Keeps My Feet on The Ground by Mayday Parade. He was lying on his bed. He was halfway done packing. He decided to take a break, his tray of sushi was left on his desk, Steven sighed and turned his body, the boy sighed, he missed his home and his friends.

He can’t run away…. Maybe he can call Pearl to come pick him up. He paused his music and sat up. He scrolled down to Pearl’s contact and his finger hovered over the blue number.

He wanted to call her so bad. But he can’t do it.

Steven Quartz Universe, what are you waiting for, do it!

Steven sighed and put his phone down, he closed his eyes and went to bed. Another day awaited for him at the creek.

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Steven opened his eyes, yawned, and stretched. He took his empty tray down to the kitchen. Steven went back upstairs, went into his bathroom, and turned on the faucet to brush his teeth.

Once he was done, he went to his closet and picked out a shirt, he picked out his red star t-shirt and slipped it over his head. Steven grabbed a pair of jeans and put them on, then socks with a pair of black Nike low tops and put them on. Steven looked around his room, he could unpack the rest of his things later.

He opened the door and walked down the hall. His dad was still asleep probably. it was eight in the morning, and he still hadn’t found a job yet, granted, they did move in yesterday.

Steven walked downstairs, his shoes touching the white tile flooring of the house, he went to the kitchen, but he remembered that they hadn’t bought any food yet for the house, so Steven decided to go next door.

Opening the door, the boy walked to the Williams house and knocked on the door. A woman opened the door. The woman initially was wearing a blue shirt with gray jeans and black shoes. She switched to wearing a black shirt with beige pants. She wears gold earrings. She has black braided hair.

“Hello, and what is your name?”

“Steven.” he said. The woman smiled. Craig had told her about this boy yesterday, and he’d also told her that he was half-alien.

“Of course. I heard from Craig you and your father moved in yesterday,” she said, Steven nodded. Steven walked into the house and went to the kitchen, Craig was eating cereal.

“Hi, Craig!” he said cheerfully.

“Hi, Steven! do you want to have breakfast with us?” Steven nodded and sat down.

Nichole handed him a bowl, Steven poured the cereal and milk. Then a boy walked downstairs in a work uniform. Steven looked at him;

He seems to be an average-height male who wears glasses with the whole top of his glasses black and he has tall black hair with shaved sides. He wore a green polo shirt, khaki pants with an apron with pockets on the front, he’s wearing red and white sneakers. The boy also wears a brown watch on his right wrist.

“Do you want some breakfast before you go to work, Bernard?” Nichole asked. Bernard shook his head.

“No,” he said, putting his backpack on his back, and grabbing his phone.

Steven turned to look at Craig. “Hey, Craig. where is your dad?”

“Oh, he’s probably looking for work. He hasn't found a job yet,” he said, putting his bowl on the counter, Steven stood up and did the same.

“Bye, mom! we're going to the creek now!” he said, running out with Steven following behind him.

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Craig and Steven walked to the creek together. They saw Kelsey and JP waiting for them at the stump.

"Hey, guys!” Steven said.

“Hey!” Kelsey and JP both said. Steven waved. “Alright, what are we going to do today guys?” Craig said.

“We can be warriors and fight in the heat of battle!” Kelsey said, pulling out a PVC pipe taped with a piece of cardboard and a toilet paper roll.

“Yeah! And I will be your defense!” Steven said, summoning his shield from his gem.

“And we can be the bad guys who’ll try to destroy you!” Craig said, JP smiled and picked up a stick, Craig did the same and they played.

“Steven, cover me!” Kelsey said, Steven protected her as Craig and JP ‘struck’ them with their swords. Steven blocked the attacks.

‘Hey, Steven! you have anything to trade?” Kit asked.

Steven took out a few items from his pocket.

“I found this plastic ring in my room,” he said, putting it on the cooler, Kit smiled and nodded.

“Alright, Steven. What would ya like?” she asked, Steven thought about it for a few seconds.

“Do you have any chips?” he asked, Kit smiled and nodded, she pulled a lever that was attached to a filing cabinet, the cabinet pulled up and he saw slots for nine types of chips, Lays, Ruffles, Doritos, Cheetos, Pringles and popcorn. Steven looked at the section and thought for a few minutes.

“I want the ruffles, please,” he said, Kit grabbed the bag and handed it to him.

“Thank you, Kit,” he said, smiling at her and walking away from The Trading Tree.

Steven walked over to the stump. He then saw another boy he had his dreads in a ponytail with a single hair strand hanging on the right side and he was wearing a green shirt, that had light and dark green lines in a pattern, gray pants, and dark gray shoes.

“Hey, Steven! this is Omar.” Craig said, introducing the two boys to each other.

“Hi, Omar!” he said waving.

“So, Omar. how was that trip to California?” Craig asked, Omar popped the lollipop out his mouth and spoke;

“It was good, it was a lot of fun, I wanted to see the Walk Of Fame. That was cool!” he said. pulling up pictures from his phone, Steven looked at a gold star with a little TV set in the middle, and above it, it said 'STEVEN UNIVERSE’ on it.

“Woooah! Cool!” Steven said, stars in his eyes as he looked at the picture. Omar smiled and nodded.

“Hey, wanna go to the other side and go to The Creek’s Kitchen?” Steven was confused. These were some new places that he had never been to before. At the same time, he did move yesterday. So, he couldn’t complain much.

“Let’s go,” Omar said, walking ahead of them, Steven walked behind them, looking at the kids and the creek happily playing. Thankfully it was June, so he could play in the creek with Craig and his new friends.

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“So, Steven. What was Deleware like?” Craig asked.

“It’s nice, I live on the beach, and my dad used to work at a car wash. And before that, he was a rock star.”

Craig remembered seeing an episode once where his father showed him a VHS tape about how his parents met each other. They both fell in love and eventually had Steven. But it came at a price. Rose and Steven couldn’t both exist, so Rose had to give up her physical form to birth to her son.

“That I know, and your mom gave up her body to have you,” Kelsey said, Steven nodded and put a hand up to his arm and rubbed it.

“You alright?” Kelsey asked.

Steven nods and they keep walking, they walk through the overpass to get to the other side.

The other side of the creek was a lot nicer than the other part of the creek, he’d been here yesterday to go to the Candy Bar, but it got more and more impressive to look at. Steven saw kids playing freely in the creek.

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They walked to The Creek’s Kitchen — now called The Creek's Restaurant, he saw that the restaurant had tables and chairs set up. Steven remembers one time that he brought the Pizza restaurant and the Fry shop together in Beach City.

They all sat down, Steven saw a boy handing them menus. He saw the boy who was about his and Craig’s height. He has dark hair, dark blue-rimmed glasses which have one of the lenses knocked out, as well as a cast in a sling on his arm, due to his gathering mishaps.

“Hi, Craig.” the boy said.

“Hey, Tien,” he said waving, Steven looked over his menu.

MAIN DISHES

Grilled Cheese,

Sliders

Chicken tenders. (Buffalo, garlic, regular)

cookie selection (Oreo, chocolate chip, or frosted sugar cookies)

DRINKS:

Coke Zero

Water

Fanta

Root Beer

Lemonade

Kool-Aid

Regular Milk

Chocolate Milk

Strawberry Milk

Steven read the items. They all looked good,

“How many pieces of chicken are there?” Steven asked. seeing no description of the item. Tien walked over to the boy.

“There are five tenders. And you have some choices of sauces like ranch, barbecue, buffalo sauce, and honey mustard.”

“I love ranch!” the boy smiles.

“And what would you like to drink?” the boy smiles.

“A Coke Zero, please,” Steven said, Tien smiled again and wrote it down on his notepad.

“What would you guys like?” Tien asked

“I will have the Sliders with a lemonade,” Craig said.

“Kelsey and I will both share the cookie selection and two glasses of Chocolate milk,” JP said, Kelsey nodded in agreement.

“I’ll take the grilled cheese with Kool-Aid,” Omar told him, handing him the menu.

“Alright, I will be back with your drinks shortly,” he said.

Steven pulls out his phone and gets a missed call.

Connie

Missed Call.

Steven swiped his finger to the right and put the phone on his ear. His fingers drumming on the table as it was ringing.

Craig looks at him, and Steven’s eyes keep darting from left to right.

“Hello?”

“Connie!”

“Hey, Steven. How are you?”

“I’m good, what are you doing?”

“I’m about to go train with Pearl.”

“Oh, are you at your house?”

Connie was packing up some stuff such as a tank top: shorts and his mother’s soward. “Yeah, I’m going to do some training with her,” she said, picking up her duffel bag and walking downstairs. Steven nodded.

“Okay, Connie. I’ll talk to you later,” he said, hanging up. Steven set the phone down and looked at the table.

Craig, who sat next to him, put a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “Steven, you okay?” he asked his new friend, Steven nodded and waited for his snack.

Tien came back With their snacks and drinks.

“Here you go guys, your snacks,” he said handing them out, Steven smiled as he put his napkin used for his fork and knife on his shirt.

“Thank you,” he said, as he took his fork and took a chicken tender and cut it with his knife. Craig didn’t want to judge him too much, so he ignored it and ate his snack.

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Craig, Kelsey, JP, Omar, and Steven all went back to Stevn’s house, they wanted to have a sleepover at Steven’s probably this week. Greg will have to talk to their parents on the phone first, Steven couldn’t wait! he can be a normal kid after all. He was so excited for this! He took a selfie with them and sent it to Pearl.

Steven’s phone buzzed and he looked at the notification

Pearl

‘You guys look so adorable!’ then she sent an emoji holding back tears and smiling.

Steven chuckles to himself and puts his phone back into his pocket. They'd made it into their neighborhood, Steven pulled the key out of his pocket put it in the lock, and opened the door.

“Is your dad home?” Craig asked. Steven shook his head.

“His van is gone. He’s probably picking some stuff up at the store,” he said, walking farther in. They went to the living room. Steven saw something hanging on the wall, so he called someone.

“Excuse me for a second guys.” Opening the sliding glass door that led to the back, he tapped Pearl’s contact and put the phone to his ear.

“Hello?” Garnet’s voice was heard on the other end.

Steven looked back to the picture hanging above the living room’s couch, the picture was hanging in the temple after he was born in 2000.

He was trying not to throw up or pass out. His hands were shaking, Craig stepped outside and saw Steven holding his phone up to his ear and standing still. He stood there for a while. Crag walked up towards him, Steven stood frozen, not talking.

“Steven?! Are you alright, are you hurt?” Garnet asked Steven wanted to say something, but he couldn’t. He stared at the phone,

He stared at his cell phone with various icons and buttons displayed on its screen. In the center of the phone, there is a white caller ID labeled ‘Garnet’ with a phone icon next to it. The screen also has other icons, including a clock, a car icon, a letter icon, a heart icon, and a microphone icon.

The phone also features a speaker, a camera, and a mail icon. There are several buttons on the screen as well, such as a back button, a home button, a recent apps button, and a share button. Additionally, there is an arrow icon at the bottom left corner of the screen.

Steven put it on speaker, and then he spoke.

“Y-Yeah…. I’m here. And no I’m not hurt.” Garnet didn’t believe that for a minute, she could sense that something was wrong.

“Steven…” She said. Steven clenched the phone in her hand as she continued. “I can tell that something is wrong. Are you homesick?”

“I was,” he said, looking at Craig. Then he smiled, he had friends in Deleware and Maryland. And he loved going to the creek. “But after a day being in the Creek and playing with my new friends. I’m not anymore.”

“That’s excellent to hear, Steven! But why did you call exactly?”

“Um…” Steven said, as he walked up to the open sliding glass door and looked in the living room, and saw his mother’s picture up on the wall. She looked so peaceful and beautiful, yes. It was a picture but he could feel her watching them from heaven — or within him.

Steven was eating dinner with his father. The smell of shrimp pasta hung in the air. “So, how was your day, Dad?” the boy asked.

“It was good, Schu-Ball. You had fun at the Creek?”

“Yeah! hey Dad, I have a question.”

“What’s up?”

“Did the gems give you the picture of mom?” Greg nods.

“Yes, they did. Why?”

“No reason, I thought we didn’t have that in the house yesterday.”

Greg twirled his fork full of pasta and put it in his mouth. “Well. I asked Pearl and she said that I could take the painting, they miss her too as much as I do.”

“But you have me, Dad.”

Greg smiled, he stood up and ruffled his black curly hair, Steven smiled and stood up, putting his plate in the sink. Greg looks at him. “Why won’t you watch cartoons?”

“Aw, yeah!” Steven ran into the living room and jumped on the couch.

Picking up the remote and turning on the flatscreen TV, changed it to Nickelodeon SpongeBob Squarepants playing, Steven crossed his legs and watched the cartoon.

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Steven was getting ready for bed, he took a shower and put his PJs on, and now he was in bed. he went to sleep, and a new day was upon him tomorrow.

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A\N: Hey guys! This is a new story I’ve been working on! tell me how you like it, and I’ll see you later!

[mimiexe15]

Chapter 1: A contract?

Mira Magica

It was a pretty average day at Mitakihara Middle School. The school had been recently rebuilt after an "accident" in the city. Mira, a 14-year-old girl, was waiting at the iron gate with her best friend Kiki, who was holding her lavender parasol as usual.

Mira pov:

I was twiddling my thumbs, waiting for Raya.  Raya was late again. She is often late, but maybe she got in an accident this time. She could've got hurt, perhaps even killed I thought about all the what ifs.

I looked over to my side, noticing Kiki with a smile. 

'Let me guess, you're nervous for Raya again. Thinking she got into some accident or even got herself killed," Kiki said with a comforting smile.

"Listen, I know you're known, at school, for having anxiety, but girl, you don't always have to worry. Besides, you've known both me and Raya since kindergarten. Just try to think of the positive." Kiki said with a calm smile; she was right. 

She right. This lavender-haired girl and Raya have always been my best friends. They've always comforted and helped me through the worst, but then what ifs-... 

"MIRA! You're going back into your head again," Kiki said. "Sorry about that. You know I just get stuck sometimes" Before I could say anything else, Kiki and I looked at the front of the gate, hearing shouting in the distance. A green-haired girl was riding her bike towards us...

SHE WAS HEADING STRAIGHT TOWARD US !? Oh wait, it's Raya.

"Hiya girls, sorry I'm late, but I found this cool little shortcut with stairs, and I had to take it," Raya said with a cocky smile. "You took stairs on a bike?!?" I shouted at her. Was she really that dumb? She could've got herself killed or hurt. "Mira, I'm fine."

 "I feel dandy. You should've seen the cool tricks I did when I came here," Raya smiled, trying to comfort me. I am still questioning how we became besties. We're complete opposites, but maybe it is because she has supported me my entire life.

"Raya, you can't blame her for being worried. You can be reckless," Kiki said. "Not in a bad way, but I think you need to calm down a bit" I looked at Kiki. She was also close despite being from a wealthy family; she was calm and collected.  Sometimes, she would invite Raya and me. Over for dinner at her house, 

"Hey, I'm not that reckless. I only had to go to the hospital a couple of times!" I giggled at Raya's claim.

"Well, how about we just head to class for now? "Kiki,  look at me smiling. "Besides, we have a big test today. You guys studied, right?"

'Oh, right, a test. I hate tests," I sighed. "Hey, relax. I fail my tests like 40% of the time." Raya looked at me confidently. I'm still questioning how she's passing through school. I admit that I have weird friends, but I have no regrets. 

I have these people as friends even though they're quite different from me. They supported me from day one. Before I could continue processing stuff in my head. Raya grabbed my hand as we ran through the gates.

Timeskip

Our teacher was talking about literature and poems again  I would try to focus, but lately I've been more concerned about the dreams I've been having but I haven't told anyone yet. 

Every time I fall asleep, I find myself in front of a mirror, and then these black figures stare at me with white eyes. They also have pigtails. I can't see much of them, but they always stare at me in the mirror. Copying me makes it seem like we are the same person.

It's been messing with my sleep lately and not helping me with my worries. Speaking of sleep, my teacher isn't looking, so maybe I can doze off, but then I would get a bad grade.

Raya and Kiki had to leave class for some reason. I don't know why, though; it makes me worry for them, but then again, my brain has been on a lot. Maybe I could splash some water on my eyes. I raised my hand, hoping the teacher would notice.

 "Mr. Kyōshi, am I allowed to go to the bathroom?" My teacher looked at me and gave me a thumbs-up. I guess that means I am good to go. I stood up from my seat and walked out of the classroom. I still wonder whose idea it was to make the school out of glass. 

I opened the bathroom door and headed towards the sink. I looked at the mirror, and then I turned the sink on. Im going sticking with cold water. I rinse my hands and then put some water in my eyes. 

Nobody likes you

Yeah, maybe nobody does 

You're just somebody that they can dispose of. Easily.

Why do I want to start banging my head against the sink? I'm useless because I'm nothing. I tried to close my eyes for a second, but when I opened them up, I immediately fell to the ground. "OK, I'm no longer in the bathroom, am I?" I blinked twice, trying to rub my eyes. I don't even know where I am.

Maybe I should stay still, or perhaps look around, and why is there a giant Jack-in-the-Box in front of me? And why does it have rabbit legs and wear a ripped tophat?

I'm baffled about why it would be in the middle of a random pla-

Narrative pov:

Before Mira Hoshi could say anything else, the box opened up with a rabbit head in a cage coming out of it and heading towards her, ready to pound her into pieces 

At that moment, she thought she was going to die, but instead, a small round cylinder hit the rabbit's eye, making it explode, revealing a puff of smoke. The next thing she knew, Mira felt. Someone grabbed onto her and moved her out of the way.

"Got you"

When the smoke finally cleared, she noticed someone familiar holding her. It was her friend Kiki. However, she was now wearing a sparkly Purple blue dress.

"I know you're probably questioning what's going on. Raya and I have wanted to tell you this for a while. We didn't know the right time-" Before Kiki could say anything else, Mira had a surprised look. "Raya is here too!?"

Meanwhile, Raya Kurumi slams her axe multiple times into Bonifaz, the white rabbit witch. "This one is for trying to eat my best friend, and this one is for trying to kill people in this one-" Raya kept hitting the witch.

"And this one is for laying a single tooth on Mira." her axe immediately turns giant as she slams it into the rabbit, turning it into a grief seed before turning around. "Oh, hi guys."

Mira was completely confused about what was going on. Did she seriously almost get turned into a pancake? "OK, I think we might've scared Mira," Kiki sighed saying that. She was really hoping to have a calmer explanation to explain to her friend, but this is going to have to be enough for the time being.

"What just happened?"Mira was completely confused, scared, and possibly traumatized by what just happened. "Well, you see, we were planning on telling you this that we are. "Before Kiki could say anything else, Raya  interrupted, "Superheroes!"

"Actually, your magical girls, but I guess it's sort of like superheroes. "Those words came from a white cat that suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Can someone explain what is happening and why there is a white cat? And what the hell was that thing?"Mira was in panic mode right now after witnessing what had just happened. Her friends, on the other hand, were expecting this.

"Mira, calm down. We know this is a lot to handle, but we will explain it at Raya house. Besides, you'll get it sooner or later. Oh, by the way, this is Kyubey." Kiki smiled and then pointed to the white cat.

   "I think ...ok...?"

Timeskip

"OK, let me get this straight." Mira looked at her friends and then at Kyubey 

"Your species are called Incubators, which grant wishes to girls like us, and in return for these wishes, we have to become magical girls and fight off witches, and after defeating a witch, you get rewards," Mira said why, looking at them still trying to understand the situation.

"Precisely," blinked Kyubey at Mira and the others

“And they are also the reason for human suicide, murder inflicted by others and deaths in hospitals” Mira said, the sentence still in disbelief Kyubey nod his head “when were you guys going to tell me this?”Mira said, still surprised that her friends have been hiding this from her.

 "Kiki and I were planning to tell you eventually, but we didn't know when since you would most likely faint from all the information or probably wouldn't believe us" Raya simply smiled at her; why Kiki was drinking tea.

Mira calmed down a bit. This explained a lot of what had been going on lately and why they had been vanishing out of nowhere and then reappearing. "So that's all you wanted to tell me, huh? Well, at least I know you guys are OK."

Kiki and Raya looked at each other before smiling. "There was another reason we wanted to tell you this," Kiki said with a calm voice 

"Mira Hoshi, I want you to make a contract with me and become a magical girl," Kyubey said. Mira was surprised by what she just heard. You want me to make a what?!"

To be continued

Thank you so much for reading the first chapter. I'm sorry that it took a while. It's hard to make bios drawing pictures and writing a story. However, I'll keep trying my best to complete it. Thank you for reading and I see you in the next chapter.

[drchenquill]

OC Interview Tag~

Thank you @willtheweaver , @theink-stainedfolk and @finickyfelix for the tag!

Since I was tagged by three lovely people, I'll take the liberty to answer this interview with three characters~

Leon, Kilian and Kiki~

Were you named after anyone?

Leon: "I wouldn't know. My parents didn't mention anything when they were still alive."

Kilian: "I don't think so. The one who named me just liked the sound of it, I guess."

Kiki: "Nope, my name was picked at random."

When was the last time you cried?

Leon: "This is a very personal question, I- I would rather not answer."

Kilian: "Probably when I found my caregiver and father figure dead in our bathroom..."

Kiki: "I don't cry that often, at least not anymore. I cried a lot when I was small. So the last time was probably when I was six and I was left alone for like ten minutes."

Do you have any kids?

Leon: "No, probably never will. Who would want to raise a child with someone as unstable as me?"

Kilian: "Not at the moment, but I would love to adopt as soon as a certain someone warms up to the idea of children."

Kiki: "Not yet, but I do want some little babies. They are so cute with their chubby little cheeks."

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Leon: "Not a lot, because I don't want to upset anyone."

Kilian: "It's not my forte, so no."

Kiki: "Only when upset, which happens rarely."

What is the first thing you notice about people?

Leon: "Nothing. I don't look at people, I don't want to be around people, I don't want people to look at me..."

Kilian: "Their smell. It's a persone's natural signature."

Kiki: "I think their height. I'm not scared of tall people, but I have this unexplained need to fight whoever is taller then me."

What is your eye color?

Leon: "Dark."

Kilian: "Yellow, like a panther."

Kiki: "Big and green."

Scary movies or happy endings?

Leon: "Happy endings, I need some happy endings in my life."

Kilian: "A good scary movie can lead to some cuddling... scary movies."

Kiki: "I love a good adrenaline rush, so I go with scary movies."

Any special talents?

Leon: "I don't have any, I'm sorry. I can draw and paint, but that's not a special talent."

Kilian: "I can turn into a panther. It's not a talent, since it's just what I am, but for others it could count as one."

Kiki: "I'm an ace in every sport. Even if I don't know the sport, I'll learn it in under a minute."

Where were you born?

Leon: "It's an old town where everybody knows everybody. Everybody knows what happened, when it happened, why it happened… I was born in my own personal hell."

Kilian: "I was born in an organization that supposedly protects creatures like me, in a city filled with creatures like me."

Kiki: "Like most of us, I was born in the organization. It's a huge building that's supposed to be our home, but it feels more like a prison."

Do you have any pets?

Leon: "I can barely take care of myself, how should I take care of an animal?"

Kilian: "I can't even if I wanted to. I'm a predator, no sane animal would approach me unless they wanted to challenge me."

Kiki: "No, but I would love a puppy. We could play together and tun around. It would be so much fun."

What sort of sports do you play?

Leon: "Sports?! Me? No, no, no. Sport is a form of punishment for someone like me. You want me to feel humiliated? Force me to play sports."

Kilian: "I don't like sports. Too many rules to follow."

Kiki: "Every sport! Are you playing football? Count me in! Volleyball? Count me in! All of them!"

How tall are you?

Leon: "avarage, I think. 5'10" "

Kilian: "I was always told that I have an intimidating height. 6'3" "

Kiki: "Why do you want to know?"

What was your favorite subject in school?

Leon: "Art. I still love it to this day. It's the only thing that calms me, the only thing that makes me happy."

Kilian: "I never went to public school. I was taught everything I know by the person who raised me. We never had "subjects," he just taught me what he thought I needed to know."

Kiki: "I know this will shock you, but I really like P.E."

What is your dream job?

Leon: "Art teacher. I want to give children the opportunity to express what they feel, to show the world who they are through drawing. I want children to be able to express their feelings on paper when they are afraid to express themselves in words."

Kilian: "I've never considered having a job because creatures like me don't usually work. We tend to stay at home and mind our own business so as not to interfere with the human world. So I don't have a dream job."

Kiki: "if I was allowed to work, I would love to be a P.E. teacher. Just running around with little humans. Teaching them how fun it can be if done correctly."

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Tagging, with no pressure, @just-emis-blog , @cssnder , @rivenantiqnerd , @excessive-vampires and open tag~

[vonlipvig]

Rating the flags of Suzerainverse, based not on any existing vexillological principles, but purely on vibes™

Agnolia: 3/10 this flag...makes me mad. i don't know why, it's not egregiously bad or anything, but there's just something about it that just grinds my fucking gears. like, i look at it and i'm instantly filled with the need to deny their sovereignty over helji island.

Anrakan Isles: 8/10 this one is soooo pretty, i love it a lot (and it's one of the flags that won the community flag contest, a very deserved win!). the green is so lovely, and i love the pop of red, really gorgeous. good amount of detail without going overboard, very lovely.

Arcasia: 6/10 of course arcasia has its stars and stripes. i don't know, it's definitely pretty, but i feel like it's a bit too tryhard. like, ok arcasia we fucking get it. but the color scheme is nice and it's certainly pleasant to look at, so i guess i'll allow it THIS TIME...

Derdia: 3/10 look, i respect the aesthetic, but it's not for me. i don't like too much black in a flag, and i don't like text in a flag, so you can see how we're off to a bad start here, but the symbol is really pretty so i will definitely give them that. the little sword is cute too, they really said warrior culture, huh.

Free Cities: 8/10 honestly? they kind of ate with this one, not gonna lie. it's not a simple flag by any means--i'm imagining the little kids going to school in the free cities crying trying to draw their flag--, but it's just really pretty. the green and yellow color combo looks so striking here, i love it (<-- remember this bit, it will be important later), and the symbol is absolutely gorgeous.

Kyrute: 100/10 OH KYRUTE STOP IT THEY'RE ALREADY DEAD this is so cunty (sorry, KUNTY). i love this one so much, it's simple, elegant, interesting to look at, unique, they really cracked the code with it. it fits kyrute so well, too. amazing job, sweetie, no notes.

Lespia: 7/10 i don't want to admit it, but it's rather pretty, you win this time lespia. again, not a big fan of text, but it's so small it doesn't even register as. the color scheme is very pleasant, i love the red flower and the abundance of yellow, even if it does look a bit too vatican-y. but this is fake europe, so who cares!

Morella: 2.5/10 oh alma saltana my queen (sorry, comrade), i love you girl but your country's flag...it's just a lot. i know i said the green/yellow combo was nice, but this green with that yellow? and then the stripes with the very kiki stars...i don't know, it's not my fave i have to say.

Pales: 7.5/10 respectfully? they also ate with this one, yup. the symbol? okay grand duchy of graphic design, slay! i think it's very pretty, very harmonious, the colors look good together, the logo is clear and definitely gives that royal vibe without being too over the top. i like it.

Qinal: 7/10 oh they really said let's get CREATIVE with this shit, and surprisingly i kind of dig it quite a bit. the colors are so original and somehow work together very well. the form? inspired, honestly. cool symbolism too, honestly pretty good work. i don't know how i feel about the dark stripe, but it's a cool damn flag.

Rizia: 6.5/10 our beloved kingdom, and a pretty solid flag to go with it! i'd say it channels its vibes very effectively. it's not my favorite color scheme, but cmon, they really said 'we want the 6 stars of st. wruhec, we want the crown, we want the bull, we want the shield with the leaves and all that royal shit', and it looks fucking good, so i'll support them.

Rumburg: 6/10 listen, before the rumburgian spies get my ass, it's not bad, ok? it's totally fine, it works, it just scares me somehow. i look at it and immediately think 'rumburg' but i also feel an acute sense of dread. it is so ominous.

Sordland: 1000000/10 BEST FUCKING FLAG IN THE WORLD BEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD A MORGNA WES CORE VECTERN SIS DA BITCHESSSSS. bias aside, this flag is SO pretty i love it so much it's so gorgeous. the maroon with the yellow? OH it's lovely. the symbol is tasteful and fits perfectly. god bless sordland i love you so much.

United Contana: 6.5/10 simple, but it gets the point across, i'd say. pretty and effective, nothing more and definitely nothing less.

Valgland: 5.5/10 it's fine, i guess? it's an odd color combo (say i, whose flag has the same color combo), but the addition of the pop of red with the star is pretty striking AND significant, so i'll definitely give them that. why do you even add text like that, guys, cmon.

Wehlen: 7/10 ugh, you hate to see a bitch you despise thriving, i do like this flag. it just looks cool, they don't deserve to have a cool flag (well, no, smolak doesn't deserve it). i will say that it's a bit too much white space, but it still looks so cool.

Yarktralis: 10/10 I LOVE THIS ONE SO MUCH TOO (another of the flag contest winners! great job!). it fits them so well and it's so visually stunning and OH i just love it a lot. gorgeous to look at, absolutely stunning.

[wandering-free-and-queer]

Wander's Library

I have a lot of books. Be warned.

Physical Books:

The Complete Book of Dreams- Stephanie Gatling

Tarot for Self Care- Minerva Siegel

Queering the Tarot- Cassandra Snow

The Complete Dream Book- Gillian Holloway

The Alchemy of Your Dreams- Athena Laz

Moon Magic- Aurora Kane

Handbook Trio (Herbal, House, and Moon Magic)- Aurora Kane

Living by the Moon- Lunarly’s Kiki Ely

Your Lunar Code- Lori Reid

The Stars Within You- Juliana McCarthy

Dirtbag Astrology- Alberto Toribio

Astrology and Religion Among the Greeks and Romans- Franz Cumont

The Beginner’s Guide to Akashic Records- Whitney Jefferson Evans

Crystals- Jennie Harding

A Field Guide to Lucid Dreaming- Tuccillo, Zeizel, and Peisel

Lighting the Wick- Sandra Mariah Wright and Leanne Marrama

The Ancient Healing Companion- Misha Ruth Cohen, O.M.D.

The Practical Book of Witchcraft- Pamela Ball

The Everything Astrology Book- Trish MacGregor

The Complete Book of Palmistry- Joyce Wilson

Wicca: A Guide for the Solitary Practitioner- Scott Cunningham

Living Wicca- Scott Cunningham

Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs- Scott Cunningham

The Pagan Family- Ceisiwr Serith

Wiccapedia- Shawn Robbins and Leanna Greenaway

The Good Witch’s Guide- Shawn Robbins and Charity Bedell

The Crystal Witch- Shawn Robbins and Leanna Greenaway

The Witch’s Way- Shawn Robbins and Leanna Greenaway

Wiccan Kitchen- Lisa Chamberlain

Psychic Spellcraft- Shawn Robbins and Leanna Greenaway

A Little Bit of Intuition- Catharine Allen

A Little Bit of Wicca- Cassandra Eason

12,000 Dreams Interpreted- Gustavus Hindman Miller

I Don’t Want to be an Empath Anymore- Ora North

Spellwork for Self Care

Witchcraft Therapy- Mandi Em

Happy Witch- Mandi Em

The Witch’s Book of Self Care- Arin Murphy-Hiscock

The House Witch- Arin Murphy-Hiscock

The Green Witch- Arin Murphy-Hiscock

The Green Witch’s Grimoire- Arin Murphy-Hiscock

The Green Witch’s Garden- Arin Murphy Hiscock

The Modern Witchcraft Guide to Magical Herbs- Judy Ann Nock

The Modern Witchcraft Spellbook- Skye Alexander

The Modern Guide to Witchcraft- Skye Alexander

Spellcrafting- Arin Murphy Hiscock

Divination- Alida Somars

1001 Spells- Cassandra Eason

Witchcraft Magic and Alchemy- Grillot de Givry

Other Physical Media:

Moon Magic Lunar Oracle- Marie Bruce

Moon Energy Guided Journal- Nikki Strange

Manifesting Dreams Guided Workbook

Spellcraft: A Guided Journal for Casting, Cleansing, and Blessing

Magazines:

Prevention Guide All-Natural Herbal Remedies

Centennial Entertainment: Witches

360 Media Special: The Story of Witches

National Geographic: Natures Best Remedies

Ebooks:

The Study of Witchcraft- Deborah Lipp

Braiding Sweetgrass- Robin Kimmerer

Queering Your Draft- Cassandra Snow

Herbal Magick- Gerina Dunwich

An Anarchist Free Herbal Zine

City Magick- Christopher Penczak

A History of Witchcraft in England from 1558-1718- Wallace Notestein

Italian Folk Magic- Mary-Grace Fahrun

Love Magic- Lilith Dorsey

Magic When You Need It- Judika Illes

Magical Astrology- Skye Alexander

Personal Magic- Marion Weinstein

Plant Witchery- Juliet Diaz

Positive Magic- Marion Weinstein

Reading the Runes- Kim Farnell

Viridarium Umbris- David A Schulke

Spellcrafting- Gerina Dunwich

The Big Book of Tarot- Joan Bunning

The discoverie of witchcraft- Reginald Scot

The Witch’s Eight Paths of Power- Lady Sable Aradia

The Witch’s Guide to Wands- Gypsey Elaine Teague

True Magic- Draja Mickaharic

Water Witchcraft- Annwyn Avalon

Wicca Made Easy- Phyllis Curott

Wishcraft- Sakura Fox

Witch, Please- Victoria Maxwell

Witchcraft Activism- David Salisbury

Witchery: Embrace the Wisdom Within- Juliet Diaz

Year of the Witch- Temperance Alden

Books that aren’t directly about witchcraft but I incorporate them into my witchcraft studies because they’re useful AF:

The Seven Sisters of Sleep- Mordecai Cooke

The Watkins Dictionary of Symbols-Jack Tresidder

Mythology- Edith Hamilton

The Audubon Society Field Guide to North American Wildflowers

The Greek View of Life- G. Lowes Dickinson

The Calm and Cozy Book of Sleep- Beth Wyatt

RD Home Handbooks: Herbs- Lesley Bremness

PDR for Herbal Medicines First Edition

The Book of Signs- Rudolf Koch

Other Occult Related Books:

The Satanic Bible- Anton Szandor LaVey

The Satanic Rituals- Anton Szandor LaVey

Quantum Freedom: Divine Embodiment- “The Spirit Collective” Channeled by Katherine D. Caulfield (I’m deadass, that’s what’s on the book cover)

Mythology Books:

The Odyssey-Homer

The Iliad- Homer

New LaRousse Encyclopedia of Mythology

Percy Jackson’s Greek Gods and Percy Jackson’s Greek Heroes- Rick Riordan (Not even remotely sorry lmao)

Zeus Grants Stupid Wishes- Cory O’Brien

The Argonautica- Apollonius Rhodius

The Theogony- Hesiod

[lizzybeth1986]

Wordlessly

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairing: None. Kiara & OC (Céleste, her cousin).

Rating: G

Summary: There is a lot on little Kiara's mind as she goes biking with her cousin Céleste. Can Céleste help her?

Word Count: 3, 191 words

Tagging @kiaratheronappreciationweek for Day 4: Family, @choicesficwriterscreations for FotW, and @choicesmonthlychallenge for the prompt Warm Hugs

A/N: This fic takes place two months after Queen Eleanor's death. Joëlle and Kiara (7 years old) are in Orleans, Loire with Joëlle's sister Jeanette. Jeanette has an older daughter, Céleste (9) and twins Céline and Cédric (6). Kiara is closer to Céleste, Ezekiel is closer to Céline, and Cédric is actually quite close to both siblings and to their cousins in Morocco (Hakim's side of the family). This fic also has a lot of connections to Ch 3 of Eleanor's Kitchen, which shows Joëlle and Queen Eleanor as best friends.

It will be a fine summer morning at the main square of Place du Martroi, Kiara's cousin promises her. Just the perfect time, and weather, to gear up for an hour-long bike ride. Maman can spend some time alone with Tatie Jeanette, and seek some of her much-needed solace at the cathedral nearby. And they can spend fifteen minutes cycling around Kiara's favourite thing to see in Orléans: the Jeanne d'Arc statue.

The Maid of Orléans sits mounted on her horse, sword in hand, proud and determined. Her bronze frame, stained a rusty blue-green from centuries of heat and dust and oxidisation, is cast into an alluring interplay of light and shadow against the morning sun. Joan of Arc, a heroine of France, the woman her aunt Jeanette was named in honor of. Kiara remembers a similar statue - of Captain Guard Val Greaves - at the Capitol square...not too far from the royal palace...

...Kiara instantly loses her smile. Then she shakes her head and tries to concentrate on something else.

"Cette statue gravement endommagée au cours de la duexieme guerre mondiale a eté restaurée en 1950 grâce a la générosité des habitants de la Nouvelle Orléans." She reads the plaque at the foot of the statue slowly, mentally substituting some of the all-too-familiar words into another language, as she always does. It's not easy - some of them are too big for her...like "inhabitants" and "generosity"...but she thinks she can understand the essence of it.

There was a Second World War, the war ruined the statue, and people from New Orleans helped make it look better than before. She knows already - from a map of the United States of America in her father's study desk - that New Orleans is a city there, near the Mississippi river. Baba told her lots of people speak French there too, but a different kind of French.

She tries to remember the bigger words she read on the plaque, but already they're slipping from her memory. Zeke would laugh and call this an exercise in futility, if he were here instead of at Orphys with Baba, Céline, Cédric and Tonton Henri - after all, weren't you raised on both French and English, Kiki? Haven't you been doing this your whole life? It can't be that challenging for you anymore.

But Kiara no longer deals with languages for just the challenge. Now she does it for the sheer joy of playing around with words that mean similar things in different places.

Céleste brushes away a stray leaf that has landed on her head, covering one of her tightly-coiled, intricately-braided cornrows. For perhaps the fiftieth time, Kiara admires the back of her cousin's head, where the braids form the shape of a heart near the nape of her neck. Silently she makes a promise to ask Maman to try it out once on her. When Maman feels more herself again.

Kiara traces a nervous finger over her own braids. They're perfect now - tiny coiled cornrows on her scalp, thicker braids raised high by hairbands that looked like a cluster of grapes, a side parting that took Kiara time to get used to but that she cannot help but admire now. But oh, how much Maman must have suffered today to get it right.

One slip of her hand. Then two. A braid hanging looser than usual, a thin cornrow looking slightly thicker and uneven, a stray curly strand winding out of an arrangement so meticulously planned and designed. It was so unlike Maman, who could do more intricate styles than this blindfolded and with her arms behind her back. The unfamiliar, puzzled frown between Maman's eyes was now threatening to become permanent.

By the sixth mistake she let out a rough growl, fisted her hands and paced agitated to the other end of the room, leaving an entire section of Kiara's hair half-done. When Kiara turned to look, Maman's back was facing her but her shoulders were shaking.

Tatie Jeanette, who had just completed her final touches on Céleste's cornrows, moved over to Maman, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Take a few minutes off, Joli," she said gently, "Renée has made some chamomile-spiced apple tea. That's your favourite now, right? It's in the kitchen. Still hot. It should calm your nerves. Go."

Kiara froze, wondering if her aunt had made a mistake by mentioning the tea was apple-flavoured. The last time Maman had such a drink was the last time she was with...with...

She winced. A very vague image of the late Queen as Kiara remembered her - raven-haired, gentle, smiling, a faint rose smell emanating from her wherever she went - floated at the fringes of her memory. She was grateful she didn't have a memory of what that face looked like in death. It was already painful, watching her funeral procession from a distance that day, Princes Leo and Liam walking behind her coffin, heads bent, steps measured. The older prince's jaw was tight and his eyes reddened and blazing...but the image that would forever stay with her, was the blankness on the face of the boy she often called her playmate. Every time she thought about his dark, unfocused gaze, an odd chill slithered through her spine.

If this was how she felt about that funeral, she can't imagine just how painful it must have been for Maman. Biding her goodbyes at the coffin, her voice at the Mass trembling midway through the late Queen's favourite hymn. After the adults from the Great Houses poured earth from their hands towards the lowered coffin at burial, Baba tightened his hands around Maman's shoulder, her sobs muffled in his jacket.

"It's going to take a while for Maman to go back to being Maman again," he'd whispered in Kiara's hair just before their flight to France, "But she'll get there. I promise you."

She'd felt less nervous when Baba said that. It was now two weeks since that flight, but on more days than not, Kiara didn't feel so sure.

When Maman took longer than usual to return, it was Céleste who saw the look on her face and convinced her to check on her in the kitchen.

"But what do I say?" Kiara whispered worriedly. These days everything she'd tried to say to comfort her seemed to have the opposite effect. Oh, Maman was very lovely about it, running an affectionate hand through her hair and smiling down at her, but the smile never seemed to reach her eyes like it always did.

Céleste shrugged. "Who said you had to say anything?"

Easy for Céleste to say. Everybody always said her oldest cousin gave the best hugs in the family. Soft, light ones for the kids younger than them, tentative ones for adults she didn't know, the tightest ones reserved for her parents. Kiara on the other hand always felt her body too awkward for good hugs. All knees and elbows poking at softer flesh. She felt uncomfortable giving them, and the leaving of an embrace always felt so odd on both sides. It was why she was so fond of talking her way through comforting people.

Only, this was a time where that kind of comfort didn't seem to change anything.

Thankfully, Maman's shoulders were no longer shaking when Kiara's feet padded their way to the kitchen. Her arms were gripping the counter, shoulders slumped, tired. The teacup was still full, all the steam in it long gone.

Kiara gulped. "It's okay, Maman," she said softly, "we don't have to go out today. It's always nice to have one whole day to just rest and do nothing, no, Maman?"

Again that look. Again that soft hand on her head. Again that smile that didn't reach Maman's eyes.

Kiara had struggled through 5 languages so far in her young life. Each time she failed to get things right, her chest felt tight and her shoulders heavy. But all that suddenly felt like nothing to the failure she experienced now.

Maman did Kiara's braids. Perfectly, meticulously, not a single strand out of place. But Kiara felt none of the victory they always experienced when Maman nailed a hairdo. In place of the joy and anticipation they both always had while braiding her hair, was a steely determination, a mechanical sequence of movement. As if Maman was thinking of something else and wanted not to, really badly.

"T'es prête?" Céleste says, her foot on the pedal of her cycle, waiting for her cousin to join her on their hour-long ride to Parc Floral de la Source. It's not where Céleste would have liked to take her, but it's still a beautiful place and she's sure her cousin would love the butterflies there.

"Yeah," Kiara says softly, "I'm ready." She runs back to her own cycle, bought two years ago the moment she'd seen Céleste on a bicycle, so connected to the act of riding it that the vehicle almost seemed like an extension of her. This beauty, bought by her aunt, is black and silver and deceptively fragile-looking, but very sturdy. Just like herself, Kiara would like to believe.

--

The sun is kind to them today. Its light streams silently through the trees and glistens over the Loire river, so it turns molten gold from the limpid blue of the early morning. The Loire à Vèlo path is a sandy white expanse of road, empty except for the few cyclists dotting the horizon.

Kiara presses her feet to the pedals as hard as she can, the light breeze turning into a sharp burst of wind when she picks up speed. The spaces in her scalp feel the cool kiss of fresh air as she struggles to catch up with Céleste.

She envies her older cousin for her speed and ability on a bike, but not too much. They all have their passions, after all. Céleste never had the knack for languages that Kiara did, or the love for animals that Zeke did, or even the raw artistry that her baby sister Céline was already beginning to show at age 6 - but by God did she work her magic if you gave her a bicycle!

It was the first birthday present she'd ever asked her parents for, and there was never a day you'd see her without it. Already the family was in awe of how she managed to cycle the entire Loire à Vèlo route last year, at the tender age of 8.

Already she had her answer ready for every school exam paper that had the question: "Qu'est-ce que tu veux faire quand tu seras grande ?". When I grow older, I will be tête de la course at Le Tour de France.

Tête de la course. The head of the race.

It's never going to be a matter of can, or maybe, or even should. Not for Céleste. It's a matter she has already had settled in her head. She will never imagine her future another way.

Kiara presses down on the pedals, even harder, enjoying this little race with her cousin. Even if it's one she's sure to lose.

--

Royal blue. Butter yellow. Purple at the center with orange fringes. The butterfly enclosure at Parc Floral de la Source has papillons in colours Kiara can't even begin to imagine.

Yet somehow, it is the black-veined, white-speckled, flame orange Monarch butterfly that most fascinates her. Kiara is almost tempted to touch its wings, to see if she'd find her fingers stained in fiery-hued dust as she'd always dreamed would happen. But she won't. She doesn't want to scare the poor thing away.

Lots of butterflies come to our garden. Come sometime in the morning, you'll see loads.

Kiara jerks her hand away as if stung. She isn't sure why these words, in the gentle tones of the young prince who used play tag and soccer with her, would give her a feeling of unease, rather than the usual mild fondness. Maybe because it has been almost a year since she last visited the palace gardens; perhaps because - if her parents' urgent whispers in the study were anything to go by - it is doubtful she would ever get to visit it again.

The last she saw of it, Her Majesty's (Call me Tatie Eleanor! she would hiss if Kiara ever tried to be formal around her) plans to create a hedge maze in the gardens had just begun to take form. There was very little to show of it back then, and Maman had whispered to her when they drove home that it would be roughly five to seven years before the maze looked anything like "Ellie's plans".

"Will it be fun?" she'd asked Maman when they'd reached half of the way back to Castelserraillan.

"Oh, very!" Maman said, a big grin on her face. "Ask your auntie Eleanor next time if you don't believe me. She used to spend all her time playing in garden mazes when she was a child."

Kiara frowned a little, suddenly remembering something.

"I thought Tatie Eleanor got the idea from that visit to Château de Villandry we took with her, two years ago!"

"That too!" Maman responded, grinning. "She loved visiting that place so much because it reminded her of her childhood." Her smile was now sweet, and a tiny bit conspirational. "We gave her that, ma fée."

Shivering, Kiara follows Céleste's lead outside to the open space that holds the spicy, woody, slightly-vanilla scent of purple irises.

Their housekeeper Renée packed them an enormous, sumptuous lunch before they left home; the cycling and the walking have made Céleste and Kiara ravenous enough to devour almost every spare morsel. Except, of course, one solitary baguette, which Céleste insists they keep so they can feed the flamingoes.

The birds make noises that sound like a cross between a loud honk and a piercing screech, scrambling to lay their claim on the pieces Céleste tosses their way. Kiara laughs, her fingers absently sweeping over the calm waters of the little Loiret tributary.

"I really wanted us to go to Château de Villandry today," Céleste's tone is that of a slight whine. "You always loved running through the garden labyrinth there."

Absently, Kiara pouts and throws another piece of the baguette to the birds.

"It's okay if we don't," her voice is almost a whisper, so soft Céleste has to strain to hear it. "This place was quite lovely!" If there is a false brightness she notices in her cousin's tone, Céleste doesn't allow herself to dwell on it.

They sit like that for a while - exactly how long Kiara can't recall - but when they're about to leave she calls out to her cousin. "Where would Maman and Tatie Jeanette be now?"

"Waiting for us at the canal," Céleste murmurs. She stops as she notices Kiara tense. "Don't look so scared, Kiki. Tatie Joli won't be sad forever."

Almost immediately, Céleste bites her tongue in a tacit apology. She's never been one to be very good with her words, and oftentimes - like this one - they come out sounding all wrong.

"Oh well," Kiara says, sighing, "It's not like anything I say will help. The more I talk, the sadder she gets. Maybe I should just..."

"Just what?"

"I don't know. Stop talking?"

The two girls are silent as they make their way back to where they'd kept their bicycles. It's only when they're about to mount that Kiara thinks to ask her.

"Céleste..."

"Hmm?"

"How do you know what kind of hugs your Maman wants?"

Céleste gives her a funny little look, like she's about to say I thought you'd never ask. But she shrugs instead.

"I don't always know, really. Sometimes I just try it and see if it works. Sometimes Maman doesn't want to listen to anything... sometimes she just wants someone to hold her tight. She lets me know."

"And if she doesn't like it?"

Céleste smiles. "I try something else. At some point I'll find something she likes!"

That's what I do with Maman too. Kiara thinks. But with words. Never with touch.

Kiara doesn't say a word after that. Not when they mount on their cycles, not when they exit the park, not when they reunite with their mothers at the canal, not even when they're back at the foot of the Jeanne d'Arc statue. Maman and Tatie Jeanette take turns to stare oddly at how unnaturally silent she seems, but Céleste's hand lightly touching her elbow reassures her. Lets her know that she doesn't need to talk until she feels like it.

Before they head to Tatie Jeanette's house, Céleste turns to her mother. "What about Château de Villandry next weekend, Maman? Kiki always liked the maze gar-"

She stops abruptly, noting with regret Kiara's panicked gaze and the terrified shake of her head.

Her voice is lower, more incoherent than a mumble. Her hands are folded in front of her, the perfect picture of a contrite child. "... we'll find another Château to visit, Maman. Sorry."

Too late. Maman holds it together, somehow, for a few minutes, before she excuses herself to her sister's study.

"I'll make you both a mug each of chocolat chaud... you'll like that!" Tatie Jeanette's voice seems falsely bright.

It is now Céleste who says nothing, as she gives Kiki one last, tight hug before she retreats to her room. Strangely, that action calms her a little.

Maman isn't at the desk of Tatie Jeanette's study, or even seated on one of the sofas or chairs. She is a crumpled figure on the floor, her body enfolding into itself, trying to look as invisible as possible even if she knows there is no one else in the room.

Kiara almost opens her mouth to speak, then snaps it shut. She stares at the lonely, defeated figure of her mother, remembering every scrape of knee that she had patted and every tiny arm-bruise she had given a little kiss to. Wordlessly.

Wordlessly, Kiara bends to her mother's eye-level. Lightly, tentatively, she wraps her arms around Maman's shoulder, keeping a small distance between their bodies.

After what feels like an age but must have been only two minutes, she feels something shift. Her mother angles her body more towards the circle of Kiara's arms, allowing them to tighten. Slowly, ever so slowly, Maman's hands make their way to the center of her spine, burrowing her daughter closer into her space. Against her cheek, Maman's own feels a little wet. But her body is more relaxed, the stress lines on her face receding.

Before this, Kiara had juggled with many possibilities to show comfort. Bringing up Queen Eleanor's name, never mentioning Queen Eleanor's name. Trying to talk more about this tragedy, trying to talk about literally everything else. Nothing had worked so far before this. Who knew that silence and touch could accomplish in 20 seconds what all the hours of talking couldn't?

Maman's hand rubs rhythmically along Kiara's back. Whether it's to return the gesture of comfort, or as an apology for not being the kind of mother she wanted to be for Kiara these days...Kiara has no idea.

What she does know, is that she hopes they get more chances. To share silence. To share comfort. To share - mother and daughter - the blanket-heavy warmth of these wordless embraces.

--

NOTES:

Two bits of foreshadowing here:

1. New Orleans: this was a bit of foreshadowing I included, because my TRR MC Esther hails from New Orleans.

2. The Monarch butterfly is the sigil of Krysanthe, the duchy that eventually Hana becomes the Duchess of.

Translations and additional notes:

1. Tonton - Like Tatie for aunt, Tonton is a nickname used to address your uncle.

2. Huge thanks to @thecapturedafrique for her suggestion of the girls wearing cornrows in summer! She'd also recommended styles, two of which I'd zeroed in on for Céleste and Kiara. The first one is Céleste's, the second Kiara's:

3. T'es prête? - Are you ready? (when said to a girl/woman)

4. "Qu'est-ce que tu veux faire quand tu seras grande ?" - What do you want to be when you grow up?

5. Tête de la course - Head of the race.

6. Papillon - Butterfly

Places mentioned in France:

The fic is largely set in Orléans, a city that's situated close to the Loire River.

Place du Martroi: The Martroi square is the main square of the city of Orleans, where stands the equestrian statue of Joan of Arc carried out in 1855 by Denis Foyatier.

Loire à Vèlo: La Loire à Vélo is a unique, 800km cycle route. It forms the western section of the EuroVelo 6 route (linking Black Sea to Atlantic) (basically you get a great view of the river through this cycling route).

Parc Floral de la Source: a French garden situated to the south of the River Loire, in the La Source neighbourhood of the town of Orléans, in the département of Loiret. The source of the Loiret tributary can be found at the center of this park.

Château de Villandry: The Château de Villandry is a grand country house located in Villandry, in the département of Indre-et-Loire, France. It is especially known for its beautiful gardens and has an intricate labyrinth/maze garden arrangement too.

Orphys: This is a country in the Cordonia universe which is home to the princesses Lerato and Lesidi.

[bcgandsmurfsfan2010]

Benny's Terrible Cookies

[disneytva]

Stephanie Sheh (LEGO Monkie Kid) takes the role of Kiki on BIG CITY GREENS

A reason in why Monica Ray is absent might be beacuse she is busy on her pilot for her show or getting Magic Children Doing Things back from Nickelodeon at Disney for Disney Channel.

[gloriasato]

some doodles + an alternative tilly

[red-black-aesthetic-bout]

Kiki propaganda

Submitting propaganda for Kiki from Kiki’s Delivery Service, since it’s my favorite Ghibli film.

Kiki starts off the movie in a bright green dress with pink apron. Her mom gifts her the iconic black dress because the black color is traditional for witches to wear. Coupled with wearing the red bow, this is Kiki’s look she wears throughout the rest of the film.

Kiki is a thirteen year old girl that’s going off to explore the world for the first time in her life, as is tradition for witches. She lives in a tiny town in the countryside with her parents, her mother being a witch that makes healing potions. Kiki has no skills other than flying, but she uses that to go towards the sea and find herself in a bustling city port, which she plans to stay in to do her ‘witch training’ for the year.

She’s a fish out of water compared to the city folk. The city hasn’t seen a witch in about a hundred years, so everyone is stunned to see a little girl flying on a broom. But she also dresses way differently than everyone else’s modern clothing, in her iconic black witch dress and big red bow in her short hair. One of the only other characters that wear simple long dresses like Kiki is Osono, a pregnant woman who owns a bakery and offers Kiki a job as a delivery girl, including room and board. This helps create a visual connection between the young witch and the baker, since most other women either wear pants, short skirts, or fancy dresses.

Kiki isn’t always happy wearing her simple outfit, sometimes longing for expensive clothing or shoes that she sees in shop windows. But she’s used to the kind of clothing she wears, and it’s practical to her. It also makes her stand out from the crowds of people in the bustling city, distinguishing her as being Other and Magical even when she’s not flying on her broom. Kiki is proud of being a witch and being able to fly, even if sometimes she doubts her own abilities of being able to fit in because she’s so different.

At the end of the movie, Kiki is revered in her community for helping save her friend Tombo’s life after a dirigible crashes. Her heroics have made her famous, and the bakery is bustling now more than ever. Kiki even sees a little girl dressed just like her, walking along the street with her mother, showing that young girls look up to her and want to copy her style.

[hraunwyf]

DOSSIER CHEAT SHEET

LEGAL NAME: loki laufeyson. she does not use dottir. NICKNAME[S]: kiki/kikibelle (courtesy of angela—it isn't recommended to call her this if you aren't her) DATE OF BIRTH: celebrated on nov. 23 by the modern calendar; loki's birthday roughly splits the difference between the beginning of winter and the celebration of yule. nearest we can pin her birth year down is 49250 b.c.e., which she stands by. GENDER: woki is a wady PLACE OF BIRTH: the temple at útgarðr, jötunnheim CURRENTLY LIVING: pick a fancy hotel in a big city and loki has a suite there. she also has a little hidey-hole upstate of nyc. SPOKEN LANGUAGES: yes EDUCATION: standard asgardian royal education, encompassing sciences, magics, arts, martial training, and military strategy. plus whatever else she's taught herself in 50k years or so. HAIR COLOR: dark dark dark brown, not black. EYE COLOR: green with slight golden central heterochromia. HEIGHT: 5′2″ (1.57 m) WEIGHT: 260 lbs (118 kg)

FAMILY INFORMATION

SIBLING[S]: thor, balder, angela (adoptive); byleistr, helblindi (biological, deceased) PARENT[S]: odin, frigga (adoptive); laufey, fárbauti (biological, deceased) RELATIVE[S]: (gestures vaguely at asgard) CHILDREN: fenrir, jörmungandr, hela (by angrboða; estranged); vali, narfi (by sigyn; estranged); sleipnir (by svaðilfari; estranged); deadpool (it's true and we don't know how; estranged?); kjälla 'kill junior' osborn (by norman osborn, verse dependent) PET[S]: none

RELATIONSHIP INFORMATION

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual and that is a threat RELATIONSHIP STATUS: every ship gets chucked in its own verse unless otherwise discussed, so by baseline, she's single; canon estrangement from her wife, sigyn; blog-canon past relationship with norman osborn SINCE WHEN: (shrug)

tagged: stolen from @fatummortem tagging: you. steal it